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Wednesday, November 30, 2005
FIVE HOURS... before i leave this koala infested, possum inhabited island. BACK TO MELBOURNE!! yaaayyyyy!! i've been promised molestation by bambi. wheeeee... and chocolate cake. now THAT my friends... is incentive. three short, chaotic days before i jet back to KL. i'm really thinking of asking my dad to tapau pan mee for me on the way to the airport. *drool* just so i can smell it all the way back home and rip the plastic apart before gobbling it up. no ladylike table manners there. hasta luego baybeh... i'm out! Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:19 pm  Saturday, November 26, 2005
Happy Bday XIAOYANG *mimic cheerleading cheer* someone's getting older she'll soon notice she's wrinklier and her tits are becoming saggier but that's alright, that's ok coz we still love you anyway that's alright, that's ok we just wanna wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! muahahahaha. payback for 21 years of torment!! i hope you're having an awesome day wherever you are... tanjung jara, pangkor laut or watever ben lim decides to conjure up. have lots of great sex, drinks lots of great wine/whisky/whatever your damaged liver can take and well... have more great sex. but don't tell me about it. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:45 pm Friday, November 25, 2005
my very own lucius firstly, i would like to congratulate michael (a bit long overdue) on his role as lucius in the upcoming julius caesar play directed by joe hasham. now for the shameless advertising...  JULIUS CAESAR Executive Producer: Dato' Faridah Merican Director: Joe Hasham Cast: Ari Ratos, Patrick Teoh, Gavin Yap, Kennie Dowle, Clare Dedic, Samantha Schubert, Kurt Crocker, Colin Kirton, Pavanjeet Singh, Roshan Narayan, Calvyn Wong, Michael Chen and Amsalan Doraisingam  Synopsis: Julius Caesar is a tale of conspiracy, power, death and destruction. When Caesar returns victorious to Rome, he is offered the crown by the populace and unwillingly he rejects it, three times. Cassius, wary of Caesar's foibles and ambitions conspires to have Caesar assassinated; but for his conspiracy to be accepted by the populace he must, and does, win the noble Brutus over to his side. The pre-determined day for the assassination, the Ides of March (15th March), is prophesised by a soothsayer. On that day, Caesar is mercilessly stabbed to death on his way to the Senate House. One by one the conspirators, in the form of a ritualistic sacrifice, thrust their daggers into Caesar's body. The final thrust is delivered by Caesar's beloved Brutus... 'Et tu Brute'. What follows is a disastrous series of events, culminating in the double suicides of Cassius and Brutus. Category : Play Duration : 2 December - 11 December 2005 Venue : Pentas 1 KLPac Price : RM60 & RM40 (inclusive of RM2 ticket handling charge) 50% discount for students below 18 (Not applicable on promotional nights). TICKETS ON SALE NOW! Presenter : KLPac p/s: for more info - go to http://www.klpac.com/Welcome.asp?c=whatsontheatreview&theatreID=5&theatrecatID=5it sounds like a very promising play... so if anyone wants to tag along with me, let me know!! i'm definitely going. which reminds me, i need to get tickets!! Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 11:03 am 1 random retorts
Thursday, November 24, 2005
cowgirls and indians i went to town yesterday for a physio appointment. no nothing wrong with me. just wanted to get under the hands of the cute physiologist. hee hee. oops. sorry jet. =p ok i lie. i just needed to get my neck checked out to see if it was the cause of my migraines and headaches like my doctor suggested. nothing severe. i'm just a drama queen when it comes to pain. i thought physio was supposed to be gentle. FARK was i wrong or what. he was asking... "tell me when you feel pain". WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME IS CAUSING THE PAIN!! if there's any other pain... i can't feel it coz you're killing me!! on the way back, as i turned into my (very long) driveway... a ute pulls out. i wave for them to go first since there's only room for one car. they didn't move and as i looked closer, i noticed a guy grinning away. brenton. our family friend... who happens to be hilariously crazy. he gets out the car with a big grin on his face. "what're you doing here?" "ohh... just stealing some turkey feathers." "err... what? from where?" "under the trees.." (we have turkeys on our property) "riiiighttt... what the hell for?" "there's a shearer's ball themed "cowgirls and indians"." "i see... and WHERE are you putting these feathers?" "oh.. all around my body." *mischievous grin* "sounds like fun." "i was thinking you could come join us." "hahaha... no thanx. i'll pass on this one." "alright. gotta go and make this headdress thing." "have fun!" random things that happen on ki. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 9:00 pm Tuesday, November 22, 2005
hi, my name is alysia and i'm a shopaholic ebay is my best friend... and my bank account's worst enemy. for example... this is my current wishlist.  yeahhh... if you haven't gathered, i do rather like sass & bide. i look at this and i can hear my bank account screaming from afar... "nooooooooo!! turn your eyes away... NOOOWWWWW!! oh no. it's too late. she's a goner. i can't live up to THAT!! shut that down NOW!! come on PC... your job's to crash... now's a good time to crash dammit!!" ...while i stare at the screen lustfully. ok truth be known... this isn't really my wishlist. it's a list of things i am seriously considering buying. my actual wish list? let's not go there... *shudder* i was utterly pissed off earlier. i lost a bidding war. *hangs head in shame* by like 10 seconds!! idiot. i should've bid 2 minutes before instead of 5. over eagerness... dammit. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 1:30 am Monday, November 21, 2005
DAY 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7 yeah well... you didn't think i'd ACTUALLY go through each and every day did you? when have i ever started anything on this blog and FINISHED it? well... i guess i haven't changed. no actually, i really would like to. unfortunately, my mum is on a RIDICULOUS satellite broadband plan where she has to pay $80 per month for 500mb of bandwidth. the cons of living on an isolated island. but it's either that or 14kb dial-up connection... which... really... is... pointless. you'd die of a stroke before you could google "stroke symptoms". and as such... i only just realised that uploading pics also counts towards the bandwidth usage... which sux. soooo no more piccies for you til i get back to KL in two weeks. i'm sure you're absolutely devastated, but please, no need to go jumping off buildings. yeahhh... i try to be narcissistic. apparently it entertains people. that or angry bangry posts where you demonstrate expert cussing skills ala *su-yin* - tits of fury. moving along... i just had a fucking panic attack. my ipod mini (one in gazillions) just froze. errr... isn't apple supposed to be more reliable? apparently NOT. which convinces me even more to get a PC laptop instead of the glorious Powerbook which is... just way overpriced. but... it's sooo sexyyyyyy. *sigh* weakness of those in the "creative" industry - aesthetics. i would like to call myself a designer, but i would be degrading the term "designer". hence... i shall refer to myself as being in the "creative industry". wow. i'm rambling. i've caught luscious lip's verbal diorrhea disease. no other diseases i hope? =p i'm out. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 9:07 pm Sunday, November 20, 2005
DAY TWO we went into kingscote to so jet could see the pelicans being fed. kingscote's the main town of the island. yes... there is a town. yes, there's a school too. kingscote area school. my hood. i do rather miss high school life. it was an absolute ball. country schools are so relaxed and chilled. well ours was anyway. during summer after school, we'd sometimes head down to the jetty and do silly things like jetty jumping into ice cold water. don't ask me why. i guess we just had to find ways of entertaining ourselves. they usually involved too much alcohol, injuries and near-deaths.      in the midst of all the flapping wings and fights between seagulls and pelicans (some poor girl got slapped numerous times by a pelican), we managed to attempt some artsy shots. emphasis on the word "attempt".    Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:53 pm Saturday, November 19, 2005
DAY ONE : EDITED Flinders Chase Conservation Park This park takes up like 20% of the island. ok maybe 15%. whatever... my point is it is HUGE. mum took us to cape du couedic which leads down to admiral's arch.     after we'd had enough of sniffing seal shit, we headed down to remarkable rocks, or as jet calls it "incredible rocks" - one of my favourite places on ki.       and then we headed to the flinders chase picnic area for lunch where the kangaroos decided they wanted to join us and score a free meal. YEAH RIGHT!! all because of idiot tourists who don't take heed of big signs saying "DO NOT FEED ANIMALS". but they think... "ohhh it's so cute. it won't hurt to give them a nibble." but these idiots do not understand how damaging it is to the animals. by feeding them, you are introducing unnatural food materials into their bodies, hence, slowly killing them. there goes your cute, furry kangaroo. by feeding them, you are encouraging them to rely on humans for free feeds. hence, more and more people are encouraged to feed them when they encounter such "friendly animals". BAHHHHHHH!!!!    to the smartasses, yes i do realise "stoler" is not a real word.     Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 1:25 pm 3 random retorts
yes i am still alive missed me? =p *ahem* so jet's been and gone... ditched my sorry ass four days ago. the entire week he was here was absolutely exhausting. we did a lot more than we had expected to thanx to mummy dearest who had some days off. it's handy having a mum who's a tour guide!! i'll be putting up some pics (YAY!) over the next few days. gimme a break. there's 1G of photos to sort through!! we went a little ermm... trigger happy. so many things happened... my brain's been overloaded and i can't remember half of it. kangaroos begged for our lunch at flinders chase. we got kissed by a curious koala. we carried a baby joey that had been found on the road. mum must've been run over. it wasn't me!! some pics to start of with.... in no chronological order whatsoever. we headed down to bales bay which is the closest beach to my house.   on jet's second last day, we took advantage of the warm weather and went down to emu bay. which is where i celebrated my 21st.     Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 11:38 am 1 random retortsMonday, November 07, 2005
"i'm leaving on a jet plane..." "don't know when i'll be back again..." *singing terribly off key* that's right. i'm goin back to kangaroo island. "my island home... my island hooommeee" talk about a one hit wonder. what happened to christina anu? anyway... yes. i am dragging jet back to my rock down south. he'll be staying a week with me and my terrorising mother and her boyfriend before abandoning me to fend for myself. *sigh* on the bright side... i get to see my FAT CAT!! yayyyyy!! my ginger lump of furry lard. i'm sure i'll have more possum accidents to blog about. til then... au revoir my friends. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 10:45 pm 1 random retorts
Sunday, November 06, 2005
perfect perfect sunday i'm having a perfect sunday. the kind of sunday you want to enjoy every week. the kind of sunday you SHOULD have every week. it's like 28 degrees out there. which is absolutely perfect for me. beach weather although i have no one to go to the beach with. *mew mew* nevertheless... i met up with jet and we headed down to south melbourne for lunch. it's kinda strange having this transformation in our relationship. from practically living together to seeing each other once a day or two. damn his exams. we ate at this hotel pub i've always wanted to try - limerick hotel. i ordered rosemary roast lamb with mash and spinach. totally hit the spot. i then noticed a new salvation army store across the street. woohoooo op shop! i love op shops. i was quite impressed by it, i must say. very organised and well displayed. jet grabbed a pair of lee jeans for $15. i picked up a pale yellow&silver wool scarf for $7 and a kenneth cole journal for $3. as i was walking home, i passed federation square and noticed there was a pottery exhibition going on. i am kicking myself in the ass for deciding not to bring my camera out today. one point to laziness, zero to me. there were absolutely gorgeous clay pieces there. goooorgeeeouuusss darlin'. i noticed a live band playing and instantly fell in love with their music. they call themselves north project. four guys - cello, two guitars and a piano. you can preview their stuff at their website. i bought their EP just because i think talent like that deserves to be paid. and that's my perfect sunday. sunny days, clear skies, warm breeze, relaxed atmosphere, great music, bargains and appreciation of art. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:56 pm 1 random retortsSaturday, November 05, 2005
chair breaker jet and i were enjoying lunch while watching shitty weekend tv programs with jireh when i suddenly found myself in a rather precarious position. one moment i was happily eating...  and the next thing i know...  i was literally stuck in the bloody chair. i didn't realise i gained that much weight...? jet and jireh just sat there laughing at me while i wriggled around trying to get up. bastards. "now we know where all those screws were coming from!!" jet exclaims. bloody hell!!!!! and you know what? we turned the cushion thing around and we were faced with a big black stamp proudly stating "made in malaysia". fuck. jet's thai. jireh's singaporean. i'm malaysian. and who gets her ass stuck in the poorly made chair? the bloody malaysian. sheeeeessshhhh. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 7:20 pm 4 random retorts
intoxicating dreams sorry for ditching last night luscious. a sick chick does not make a sexy skank. intent on enjoying the night anyway, my mind concocted an imaginary scenario to entertain myself in my sleep. i dreamt i was to go clubbing with beow, luscious, nic, patrick, etc... everyone went into the club except nic who was waiting for me while i paid a visit to the bathroom. i'd had a shot before that and i went to take a pee only to find somehow that i was drunk off my tits. i tried to pee but stumbled and fell out of the cubicle and pissed on myself. then i dropped my clothes in the piss-filled toilet bowl. there was this bathroom attendant who stared at me everytime i fell out of the cubicle... as you would if you saw some drunk chick falling out of a toilet cubicle whilst trying to pee. i then had to change my clothes coz they had pee all over them. i put the urine-saturated clothes into a paper bag. then i realise... i have more things to pack. a yellow jumper, my grey jumper, tank tops. i was like... "WTF. why do i have so many things?" meanwhile the bathroom attendant was trying to kick me out coz the toilets were going to close. turns out i had like 5-6 bags to take out and i had no idea how i was going to take them all by myself in my drunken state. i looked at my phone when i finally got my act together and realised i'd spent two and a half hours in the toilet. wat theeee....?? Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 6:07 pm Friday, November 04, 2005
tuesdays with morrie i've just read this incredibly touching, wonderfully insightful book. i know, i'm a little late on the bandwagon. it was like international bestseller in 1997 or something like that. it's taken me 8 years to pick up this tiny little book and even then, it was only because i really had nothing else to do. from someone who generally only reads fantasy books, it is definitely a core-shocking change. i spent something like 90 minutes of shameless quiet sobbing throughout the entire book. i cannot even begin to relate how important the issues discussed in the book are.  for those who don't know it, *tuesdays with morrie* is written by mitch albom. it is a true story (already sad) about a student who had an incredibly intimate relationship with his sociology professor. and when i say intimate, i'm not talking sexual okay. this entire post will have NO sexual references whatsoever... maybe. sixteen years after he graduates and loses touch, he accidentally discovers that the professor, morrie, has been diagnosed with a terminal disease - ALS (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) "a brutal, unforgiving illness of the neurological system" - and goes back to visit him. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), sometimes called Lou Gehrig's disease, is a rapidly progressive, invariably fatal neurological disease that attacks the nerve cells (neurons) responsible for controlling voluntary muscles. In ALS, both the upper motor neurons and the lower motor neurons degenerate or die, ceasing to send messages to muscles. Unable to function, the muscles gradually weaken, waste away (atrophy), and twitch (fasciculations) . Eventually, the ability of the brain to start and control voluntary movement is lost. with the few months left that morrie has, he gets mitch to write his final thesis - the journey to death. the book has made a profound impact on me and i am in awe of how much mental strength the professor has. i honestly wish i had a teacher like that. a real teacher. a teacher of not maths, geography, science, business, watever else... but a real teacher of life. in this day, i think we underrate wisdom. we associate wisdom with old men with pointy hats dressed in a starry robe and a beard long enough to sweep the floor. lately i've been developing a fear of getting old. i find it hard not to assume that old people are empty decaying shells, minds withering along with it. i find that in our society, we tend to almost ignore old people and live on as if they do not exist. how often have you looked at an old person and simply looked away? how often have you really looked at their wrinkles and wondered what story lay behind each wrinkle? how often do we see ads featuring old people unless it's about health cover or old folk's homes? how often do you look forward to spending time with an old person as if it were not a chore? it's sad but true that many of us harbour these feelings/thoughts towards the elderly. i admit that i do and i'm sure that many others do as well. unless i'm completely delusional which is quite possible. morrie is a classic example of a human being we should all aim to become. throughout the deterioration of his physical, he finds ways to still live a full life through spiritual realisation of what values are truly important in life. it may all sound very boring and you're probably thinking, "oh not another one of those heart-wrenching true story books" which is probably more for female readers. but i think everyone should have a read of it because it's really so much more than that. an hour and a half of reading it and i looked like a depressed whore, with make-up streaking and puffy red eyes. probably not the best way to promote a book but hey, i'm just being honest. now go fucking read it. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 7:59 pm 2 random retortsThursday, November 03, 2005
last one for today i promise bambi just drew up our house for runaway talents. fucking hilarious. that woman just has a) too much time b) too much imagination c) a twisted mind d) all of the above *go read it* it pretty much sums up our relationship with our talents. for those who don't know us... i am a lousy multimedia designer and bambi's a budding landscape architect/architect. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:51 pm
blog-a-whore because i really have nothing to do... i decided to prove people wrong. some of you have been questioning my ability to look truly chinese. and against all my better judgement, i will go against my vanity and show you how a little make-up makes a huge difference. warning: content may scare some. this is me - au naturale. no make-up. frizzy air-dried hair. freakin terrible.  this is me faking it with all the faking skills i have armed with eyeliner, eyeshadow and blush.  yeah... i realise how narcissistic and bimbo-ish this post is. but hell... i'm not going to pretend. i AM a bimbo sometimes. this is one of those times. my point is... guys. all those skanky chicks you check out don't really look like that. it's a world of falsities. we bait you in until you're in so deep, you can't get out. and then... you see the real us. but by that time, we hope you're so blindly in love with us, it won't matter anymore. hence the reason why you pick girls up at clubs, wham-bam-thank-you-maam and wake up in the morning to a horrifying sight thinking "damn! i'm pretty sure that's not what i saw last night!" well... surprise. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:24 pm 1 random retorts
i love packaging i'm in love with my new book. i'm a nerd wannabe. not quite the modern cool nerd that bambi is... just a nerd wannabe. i've been reading jet's abnormal psychology textbook. highly fascinating stuff. i even attempted some abnormal psyche tests. haha. yes... this is how i'm spending my time off. anyway... i'm just so in love with my new book i wanna show it off. coz i'm just an exhibitionist like that.     i'm also in love with ray caesar's stuff. came across it in idn - a design mag that all design lovers should get. it struck me as very similar to mark ryden's art though.   *sigh* some people are just so goddamn talented. they say everyone has a talent in something. well... where the hell is mine? hiding away in some home for runaway talents? Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:04 pm 2 random retorts
sniffle kerniffle i'm seriously loving this hot weather. but i think i'm getting le sniffles. bleargh. i've never been a fan of water. i don't know people can drink the recommended 6 glasses of water a day. heck... i think on average i have 1-2 glasses of water a day. i'm surprised my body hasn't retaliated in some horrible way. *touch wood* or maybe it has but i just don't know it. hmmm... sneaky sneaky. anyway... here's something for the girls. if you're not the type who wants to be a modern day snow white, then read on. hooray to those who want to be a "tangkachi" like me!! my newly discovered secret is... *drumroll* *drumroll cont'd* *ending with cymbals*  i've tried other "sunless tanning" products before and this is by far the best. *giggles* they've changed the word "fake tan" to sunless tanning. as if there's a difference. it's all bloody fake. women fake everything. just like chris rock says in "bigger and blacker" (you gotta watch it): Men lie the most, women tell the biggest lies. chris rock fucking rocks my world. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 12:56 pm 2 random retorts
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
feed me some prozac despite the glorious warm, sunny weather we've had today... i'm a moody cow. winter's depressing. and summer is happyfying. so there's nothing worse than being depressed when the sun's rays caress your winter pale skin, birds chirp merrily as they build their new home and couples laze around in the park enjoying each other's company. no. you see... it's expected for you to be moody and shitty during winter. but when you're moody and shitty during summer, it's worse. because you know you should be enjoying every minute of it. everyone else is... but you're not. and i'm pretty sure i'm not PMS-ing. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 8:43 pm 2 random retorts
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Grrrrrrrr .... ROAR! LISHA !!!!!!!!!!!!! Echoes over mountains ...
hahaha watchu roaring about?
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