another random conversation with tam the unintended 3

we were hanging out infront of the tv. and the beatles guitar hero video was up on mtv.

me: i want to play guitar hero :(

tam: ok nanti i suruh atuk i belikan. tapi atuk i sure marah.

me: kenapa?

tam: sebab dia kata dah ada guitar betul mahalmahal buat apa nak beli guitar lagi!

me: -.-

a random conversation with shar the unintended

went for buka puasa with my girlfriends today at the roof.
my bestie shar is currently taking up french lesson.
and she's having an exam soon.
so i made her translate a few sentences.

me: translate kan "please stop wearing my underwear"

shar: ala.. that's too difficult. something easier la!

anna: haha. what is vou le vu?

shar: i know vou is you. vou le i tak sure.

me: hmm.. okok.. translate kan, saya seorang perempuan yang ada konek

shar: oii! jangan kasi ayat bodoh la!!! my vocab tak bagus lagi

me: sigh.. okay..

me: translate kan.. saya suka makan ikan

shar: j'aime manger...erm... ala.. i don't remember what's fish in french..

shar: anjing aku tahu la!

shar: j'aime manger des chiens (aku suka makan anjing)

me: -.-

sighh..

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i love skulls

apa apa je lah

its been awhile since i updated.
since it's ramadhan, i kinda told myself not to wear anything sexy unless i have to.lol

so what's good?
work has been shitload.
my latest project requires me to do a lot of research and videos.
i've been digging a lot of cyndi lauper kinda music.
i like to buy random things like
neon vampire fangs for kids,
toy soldiers,
cut out paper mats,
etc.

i think beauty alone doesnt get you anywhere.
you need brains and talent to go with it.
personality is important. very important.
how you carry yourself and confidence.
goodluck.

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another random conversation with tam the unintended 2

sorry no pictures this weekend.
:(

didn't feel like bringing my camera around.
booo~~
anyway, after work i hung out with anna and tam
and as usual tam would have something smart to say.. unitentionally..
huhuhuu..

anna referring to some crabs at a seafood stall somewhere in ss2

anna: eeeee...kesian ketam tu kan. kat dalam aquarium banyak banyak :( :(

tam: kenapa? you nak selamatkan diorang ke?



anna: -.-

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i don't know who did this.
but it's awesome.
reminds me of a hindu myth character and vampire bats.
<3

horneh woman

got this from tam

what is the matter?

i couldn't stop laughing at this.
sigh

GI johh

went to watch GI JOE: rise of the cobra with a few friends yesterday.
what a movie....
it's like soooo bad.
so bad..
cheezy lines and acting. omg..
omg..
nothing like the original.
too many unnecessary scenes.

the perfect movie to watch if youre on a date with someone who you met online and they didn't turn out the way you imagined them to be because they are either ugly, too fat, too skinny, shallow, bimbo, 3line obsessed, trying to get you into M.L.M., old, pregnant, had a sex operation or a vampire.
you can pretend that this is the best movie ever.
and say the lines were brilliant!
i can guarantee you there won't be a second date!
good luck!
:)

i need to finish watching oldboy.
been a month sinced i postponed it.
sigh.

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totally random:
dear L.H.B,
i no longer have the patience when it comes to layan karenah orang yang suka merajuk.
seriously.
it gets you nowhere..
and doesn't even make you any useful.
purely a waste of time.
you have something to say, say it.
you start something finish it.
so when you decide to finally stop being ridiculous, you say hi okay.
for now, i seriously don't give a damn.
i've other important things to deal with.

okok.. maybe

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work, music, parties and good people.

i know i haven't been updating much.
been unbelievably busy.
looking forward to another intense weekend this week.
godspeed.

like total

i like dem nerdeh boy.

for sale! gucci inspired heels!

brand new never worn,
accidently bought wrong size.
sob.. sobb..
:(
5 inches tall. 2 inch raise platform at the front.
size 39uk, 7.5/8 us (guess/aldo), 25cm from heel to toe.

i'm reselling it for rm90.

interested, email me at themoiranoise@gmail.com
THANK YOU!
:)


fringe is selling it for rm169. huhuhu.

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160, bangsar.

do you?

im a bit upset.
and confused.
okay. i lied.
i'm very upset
and very confused.
i don't want to talk to you.
till thursday.
i need time to think.

adidas SLVR A/W 2009

adidas SLVR A/W 2009 from adidas Fashion Group on Vimeo.

i'm totally loving the new adidas SLVR video.
too bad we can't get their stuff here.
sigh.

happy. you happy?

got this from somewhere i can't remember where. lol

george carlin quotes

SEVEN DIRTY WORDS
"There are 400,000 words in the English language, and there are seven you can't say on television. What a ratio that is! 399,993 . . . to seven. They must really be baaaad. They must be OUTRAGEOUS to be separated from a group that large. 'All of you words over here, you seven . . . baaaad words.' That's what they told us, right? 'That's a bad word!' Awwww. No bad words. Bad thoughts. Bad intentions, and wooooords. You know the seven, don't ya? That you can't say on TV? Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits. Huh? Those are the heavy seven. Those are the words that'll infect your soul, curve your spine, and keep the country from winning the war. Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits, wow! And tits doesn't even belong on the list! It seems like such a friendly word. Sounds like a nickname. 'Hey Tits, come here man! Tits! Meet my friend Toots. Toots, Tits. Tits, Toots.' Sounds like a snack . . . oh yeah, it is. Right. But I don't mean your sexist snack, I mean new Nabisco Tits. Corn Tits n' Sesame Tits n' Cheese Tits . . . Tater Tits. Bet you can't eat just one!"

ANOTHER FAILED MUTATION
"We're so self-important. So arrogant. Everybody's going to save something now. Save the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save the snails. And the supreme arrogance? Save the planet! Are these people kidding? Save the planet? We don't even know how to take care of ourselves; we haven't learned how to care for one another. We're gonna save the fuckin' planet? . . . And, by the way, there's nothing wrong with the planet in the first place. The planet is fine. The people are fucked! Compared with the people, the planet is doin' great. It's been here over four billion years . . . The planet isn't goin' anywhere, folks. We are! We're goin' away. Pack your shit, we're goin' away. And we won't leave much of a trace. Thank God for that. Nothing left. Maybe a little Styrofoam. The planet will be here, and we'll be gone. Another failed mutation; another closed-end biological mistake."


don't we just love George Carlin.
the things he said were so true yet so funny.
taken from here.

the man who didn't believe in love

There was once a man who didn’t believe in love. This was an ordinary man just like you and me, but what made this man special was his way of thinking: He thought love doesn’t exist. Of course, he had a lot of experience trying to find love, and he observed the people around him. Much of his life had been spent searching for love, only to find that love didn’t exist.

Wherever this man went, he would tell people of his thoughts and opinions on love. This man was highly intelligent, and he was very convincing. What he said was the love is just like a drug; it makes you very high, but it creates a strong need. You can become highly addicted to love, but what happens when you don’t receive your daily doses of love? Just like a drug, you need your everyday doses.

He used to say that most relationships between lovers are just like a relationship between a drug addict and the one who provides the drugs. The one who has the biggest need is like the drug addict; the one who has a little need is like the provider. The one who has the little need is the one who controls the whole relationship. You can see this dynamic so clearly because usually in every relationship there is one who loves the most and the other who doesn’t love as much. You can see the way they manipulate each other, their actions and reactions, and they are just like the provider and the drug addict.

The drug addict, the one who has the biggest need, lives in constant fear that perhaps he will not be able to get the next dosage of love, or the drug. The drug addict thinks, “What am I going to do if she leaves me?” That fear makes the drug addict very possessive. “That’s mine!” The addict becomes jealous and demanding, because the fear of not having the next dosage. The provider can control and manipulate the one who needs the drug by giving more doses, fewer doses, or no doses at all. The one who has the biggest need completely surrenders and will whatever he can to avoid being abandoned.

The man went on explain to everyone why love doesn’t exist, and how what humans call ‘love’ is nothing but a fear relationship based on control. So many promises are made to each other: to live together forever, to love and respect each other, through the good times and the bad times but after marriage, you can see that none of these promises are kept.

What you find is a war of control to see who will manipulate whom. Who will be the provider? And who will have the addiction. You find that a few months later, the respect that they swear to have for each other is gone. You can see the resentment, the emotional poison, how they hurt each other, little by little, and it grows and grows, until they don’t know when the love stops. They stay together because they are afraid to be alone, afraid of the opinions and judgments of others, and also afraid of their judgments and opinions. But where is the love?

The man went on and on about all the reasons why he believed love doesn’t exist.

The one day this man was walking in a park, and there on a bench was a beautiful lady who was crying. When he saw her crying, felt curiosity. Sitting beside her, he asked if he could help her. He asked why she was crying. You can imagine his surprise when she told him she was crying because love doesn’t exist. “This is amazing—a woman who believes that love doesn’t exist!” Of course he wanted to know more about her.

He asked her why she felt that love doesn’t exist and she told him about her marriage and how she and her husband had both lost respect for each other. She told him about how they hurt each other, and at a certain point she discovered that she didn’t love him and that he didn’t love her either. ‘But the children need a father, and that was my excuse to stay and to do whatever I could to support him. Now the children are grown up and they have left. I no longer have any excuse to stay with him….There is no sense to look around for something that doesn’t exist. That is why I am crying.’

Understand her very well, he embraced her and said, you are right; love doesn’t exist. We look for love, we open our heart and we become vulnerable, just to find selfishness. That hurts us even if we don’t think we will be hurt. It doesn’t matter how many relationships we have; the same thing happens again and again. Why even search for love any longer?”

They were so much alike, and they became the best friends ever. It was a wonderful relationship. They respected each other, and they never put each other down. With every step they took together, they were happy. There was no envy or jealousy, there was no control, and there was no possessiveness. The relationship kept growing and growing. They loved to be together, because when they were together, they had a lot of fun. When they were not together, they missed each other.

One day when the man was out of town, he had the weirdest idea. He was thinking, ‘Hmm, maybe what I feel for her is love. But this is so different from what I have ever felt before. It’s not what the poets say it is, it’s not what religion says it is, because I am not responsible for her. I don’t take anything from her; I don’t have the need for her to take care of me; I don’t need to blame her for my difficulties or to take my dramas to her. We have the best time together; we enjoy each other. I respect the way she thinks, the way she feels. She doesn’t embarrass me; she doesn’t bother me at all. I don’t feel jealous when she’s with other people; I don’t feel envy when she is successful. Perhaps love does exist, but it’s not what everyone thinks love is.’

He could hardly wait to go back home and talk to her, to let her know about his weird idea. As soon as he started talking, she knew exactly what he was talking about. She felt the same way. They decided to become lovers and to live together, and it was amazing that things didn’t change. They still respected each other, they were still supportive of each other, and the love grew more and more.

The man’s heart was so full with all the love he felt that one night a great miracle happened. He was looking at the stars and he found the most beautiful one, and his love was so big that the star started coming down from the sky and soon that star was in his hands. Then a second miracle happened, and his soul merged with that star. He was intensely happy, and he could hardly wait to go to the woman and put that start in her hands to prove his love for her. As soon as he put the star in her hands, she felt a moment of doubt. This love was overwhelming, and in that moment, the star fell from her hands and broke in a million of little pieces.

Now there is an old man walking around the world swearing that love doesn’t exist. And there is a beautiful old woman at home waiting for a man, shedding a tear for a paradise that once she had in her hands, but for one moment of doubt, she let it go. This is the story about the man who didn’t believe in love.

Who made the mistake? Do you want to guess what went wrong? The mistake was on the man’s part in thinking he could give the woman his happiness. The star was his happiness, and his mistake was to put his happiness in her hands. Happiness never comes from outside of us. He was happy because of the love coming out of him; she was happy because of the love coming out of her. But as soon as he made her responsible for his happiness, she broke the star because she could not be responsible for his happiness.

No matter how much the woman loved him, she could never make him happy because she could never know what he had in his mind. She could never know what his expectations were, because she could not know his dreams.

If you take your happiness, and put it in someone’s hands, sooner or later, she is going to break it. If you give your happiness to someone else, she can always take it away. Then if happiness can only come from inside of you and is the result of your love, you are responsible for your own happiness. We can never make anyone responsible for our own happiness, but when we go to the church to get married, the first thing we do is exchange rings. We put our star in each other’s hands, expecting that she is going to make you happy, and you are going to make her happy. It doesn’t matter how much you love someone, you are never going to be what that person wants you to be.

That is the mistake most of us make right from the beginning. We base our happiness on our partner and it doesn’t work that way. We make all those promises that we cannot keep, and we set ourselves up to fail.

written by Don Miguel Ruiz.
Its in his book, the mastery of love.

Dubstep

life's been mundane.
work, work, work and more work.
i've been listening to too much dubstep lately.

some of my favorite

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