Archive for April, 2008

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Posted in Emo-ing, Showing Off, reminiscence on April 21, 2008 by Poh Ching

I feel so lazy. Sleepy? Not as of now, I had strong coffee again this morning. Eyes wide open but my body betrays me. IN fact if one could see how my brain functions, one would know that not a single neurons happen to be exploding in my brain. Lame nya I still remember Mr. R’s joke, but not anything else. Okay, I remember a certain cute guy, who coincidentally called me out of the blue this afternoon. :)

I am so tired. :/ Since last night til early in the afternoon, all I hear are noise. Really no mood to do anything. I believe I am more productive even during PMS. Damn. MAYbe it’s the junk food I eat all day. Instant noodles, eating Milo and drinking black coffee and bread for breakfast, lunch and dinner. No surprise that my brain isn’t functioning too well.

Feed me! Feed me! I need nutritious, good, healthy food! Not simple sugars and GSC!!

Damn. Really no mood to do anything. I feel like crying out of self-imposed frustration. Seriously self-imposed okay. OKay LA I can blame the old cow at home who is a real good-for-nothing grumbling shouting mumbling and having a one-sided conversation with herself. I really don’t care – but for the cow speaking in my direction. I sit my butt upstairs, she comes upstairs. I move downstairs, she moves downstairs. Damn it leave me alone! I need some peace and quiet damn it. If you’re not well keep silent okay. Tak payah grumble 24/7. Syok ke merepek 24/7?

Yes, yes, lock myself in my room? You think I’m a rabbit? I can’t stay in my room for hours okay damn it. I need to breathe okay. ARGGGGH I can’t succeed in drowning in music either. I feel like throwing up.

Tomorrow I have to fly over to the post office to renew my license. Damn there goes RM150 out the window just like that. Then later I’ve got to jump over to the bank to sort out my bank account. Might be a little late for class tomorrow. OKay I don’t know how late, I try not to be alright?

What do you do when you get stressed? People scratch their heads, rub their nose, stomp their feet, pull their hairs, whatever. When I stress, I clench my jaws so tight it hurts, I get a dull headache, I snap easily. Somehow though, if I’m lucky enough at that moment to have someone beside me, all the stress goes away. Or if not that someone, even a little doggy I call Aeris sitting with me makes me feel at ease.

Hey! Speak of Aeris, I taught her a cute trick! It’s called “Obey what Poh Ching says and ignore everyone else :p”. Okay – not really but it would be awesome :P So far, the little girl knows how to shake hands, sit, and act cute 24/7. :P I do not need a little piece of treat to “motivate” her to do them, she does it on command. Okay, I don’t COMMAND her, I REQUEST it of her. :P I’m sure you have seen dog owners in a stern voice telling their pets what to do, don’t ya? Well, I’m different. I don’t make my dog submit to me, rather I make them do as I say by their own free will. How?

1st: Establish a bond with your dog. 2nd: Be cute when you want her to do something. Cajol her. Instead of “Sit! SIT! SITT!!” – and when the dog ignores you – “Stupid dog! SIITT DOWN! Come here!“, I say go “Sit darling, yay! Clever girl! You’re so brilliant!“, or “I want….!!!!!” when I want her to give me her paw – muddy as it may be. :P Specific training method? Muahahaha ask me personally, maybe I’ll share it with you :P

I’ve never raised my hand at Aeris before – like I’ve seen many owners do. You threaten your dog to do something? Would you threaten your friend to do something? NO! You would ask nicely, saying for example, ‘Please do this for me, please? I really don’t know how to..?” NOT “You better do it NOW, or ELSE!!!” That is s39 OAPA 1988 assault okay! Lol.

Oops oh yeah where was I? The new trick I taught her. The “Wait” trick. She’s may NOT eat until I give my say so. :) I can place a bowl of her favourite meal right under her nose, and walk away and she’ll NOT even sniff it. Muahahaha. She can look at the food all she wants to, but she is NOT allowed to put even one pawstep nearer. When I sat “Wait,”, she looks at the food, and looks at me, back at the food, licks her lips, and the cycle repeats until I say, “OK!” ;P The cow tried to break Aeris‘ concentration, by throwing a small piece of bone in front of Aeris. Being hungry as she already was, the little girl jumped on the bone – out of instinct perhaps. “NO! Don’t eat it!” I snapped at her. Too late, she had already swallowed the piece of bone. Immediately Aeris sat back down, but this time with a deep frown on her forehead – the guilty look. When I approached her, Aeris bowed down – until she was practically lying on the floor – in doggy language – the “submissive” stance. Remember I did not even touch her. I then indicated that she sit up, not lie down. She did. Then I gave her allowance to eat her food. She made to eat, but then stopped and looked at me with the “Really? I can? Could I?” look. Her face is really expressive okay, brown eyes big big so cute :P So I assured her by rubbing her head. Only then she started eating.

Am I cruel? Er, would I be guilty if I say no? Got actus reas but no mens rea? :P Hey, I’m Aeris‘ mommy okay :P I’m teaching her obedience out of lurve. ;P

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Hmm, suddenly I don’t feel stressed anymore. OK, I’m going to study Criminal Law now. Jya! (Japanese: Bye!)

I’m pretty :)

Posted in Emo-ing with tags , on April 13, 2008 by Poh Ching

I keep forgetting and keep repeating it. :(

I just like to share my “temporary highs” (ie: Stacy Orrico) with people. You know, share the joy? Sharing is caring? You know like sharing your knowledge with people not only helps them, but also benefits yourself too? Hmm, I get a feeling that my English vocab isn’t too hot right now. Ah well. Everyday I face people who don’t speak the language too well, so I lower my standard of spoken English when talking to them – rather than risking having to repeat myself or to explain to them the meaning of the term I’ve chosen to use. Why is my single sentence so longgggg. I myself despise reading long sentences as the above. That’s why cross-referencing, and text book reading is NOT a favourite hobby of mine. (Sorry Chan for treating you like a walking talking textbook. Sorry Waifon for kacauing you on9 with questions when you’re not in the mood to answer right then and there. Sorry all for asking questions I should’ve known the answers to by now. :/)

Back to the topic. When I share my “highs” with a certain someone, that certain someone doesn’t – in fact has NEVER reciprocated with a positive feedback(ie: Janet Jackson aiyoh why am I so lame wait I’m supposed to be doing the boring legal research thing) at all. Always dampens my mood.

Again, when I keep things to myself, that person will go “How come I never knew about it? Why you never told me about it?Haih. And some individual wonders why I never smile. I do smile – a lot. Laugh – easily. Just. Not. With. You.

I’d like to have Hiro’s time-turning powers to change history. Just to go back a few minutes everytime I make a small blunder so that my mood isn’t ruined. Although, I know a few hours later I’ll not think about it anymore, but I somehow never forget unpleasant events that has occurred.

My brother says I only like to listen to trash can banging, noise and people screaming. PLeAse. d’espairs ray, kaya, moi dix mois, kidneythieves and others are so NOT trashcan banging, noise and people screaming OKAY. It’s an acquired taste OKAY. It’s pure artistic masterpieces! :P

Hmm by the way, here is a song that is sort of stuck in my head now. Will not be uploading any here just putting links to where you can listen to it. Worry not, it’s a slow, (not rock I promise) dark song, that’s all.

kidneythieves: pretty  Click here to listen :)

I’m pretty, what do I deserve
I feel pretty, until I walk out the door
I wonder when pretty’s gonna bleed
My monster has all the time he needs

So I came home to feel ugly again
Feels better alone, pretty ugly again
If you come back around I may not let you in
Cause I don’t understand what this pretty is.

You’re so pretty, could I get the nerve
You said, “I love you, pretty”
What do I deserve
I wonder if pretty’s gonna waste
My monster has all the time in the day

So I came home to feel ugly again
Feels better alone, pretty ugly again
If you come back around I may not let you in
Cause I don’t understand what this pretty is.

I wonder what pretty has to say
I want to feel pretty every day
I wonder what it’s like to be pretty.

Lastly, not wishing to end this post on a sombre tone, here’s a little uplifting tune that I’ve kept on my phone for sometime already.

Marit Larsen : “Solid Ground” Click here to listen :)

Cannot fall, never do regret
Know just what is being said
Know the risk you take
Keep your head above it all
Sure you can fall
But not now you gotta prove
Something new, being you, being you

Can’t feel, keep from asking why
Be the strongest at goodbyes
Know your place in life
Now expand your wings and fly
It reaches high but not,
Enough you seem to me
So incomplete, swept off your feet

And let me tell you they will always pull you down
Before you know it they will take your smile and push you around
They will fight and struggle
To blur and trouble
Your sense of solid ground

Cannot know, lose your self-control
Be and angel over all
Know your secret way
Laugh at everything they say
Will you remain the same?
And now you dare not see
What’s letting go
Inside of me,is it me?

And they will always pull you down
Before you know it they will take your smile and push you around
They will fight and struggle
To blur and trouble
Your sense of solid ground

Keep your head above it all, sure you can fall
But not now you gotta prove

And they will always pull you down
Before you know it they will take your smile and push you around
They will haunt your every dream
They will make you come undone at the seams
And they will fight and struggle
To blur and trouble
Your sense of solid ground?

Keep your head above it all
Sure you can fall
But not now you gotta prove
Something new, being you, being you