tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77339612011-12-29T17:16:10.180+08:00Ground ZeroSalvaging what I can from the wreckage of my life — thoughts, opinions, trials and tribulations — all with a pinch of humour and a tad too much of negativity. Still breathing and still as annoying (probably) as ever.-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.comBlogger3981100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-91001548560500583122011-02-07T05:03:00.003+08:002011-02-07T05:05:30.679+08:00I had a lousy Chinese New Year. There had been SOME good parts and SOME people helped make it bearable for me , but other than that, it pretty much blew.Hope everyone else had a much better holiday than I did.-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-60826502295342491872011-01-17T08:18:00.004+08:002011-01-17T08:31:56.656+08:00My face looks like this right now: -__-"This is thanks to a video I just watched, during which Najib answered questions that had been posed to him during a #tanyanajib Q&A session on Facebook and Twitter.I suppose it's a relief to know that our nation's leader has a sense of humour, but it'd be even nicer if he did a video where he actually answers questions regarding our country's economy, -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-85425487729364894922011-01-13T02:41:00.007+08:002011-01-13T04:34:25.012+08:00Oh crap. My body's damn near failed me today. I really need to stop shortchanging myself in the sleep department. After having done only some simple workouts, I started seeing stars and felt like ralphing. Never happened before.Even at dinner, while I was standing at the lok-lok truck, I started feeling the same sensations I felt during the last Skytrex outing, which was an epic failure btw. -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-1310575783130662432011-01-08T12:17:00.005+08:002011-01-08T12:32:45.203+08:00Hahah, things are wonderfully strange sometimes.3 months back I went to my hairdresser for a trim and since my ear piercings usually got in the way of his comb, I decided to take them off. But I left them on the table and completely forgot about them till I got home. By then it was around 9 p.m. and George's was surely already closed. I decided to forget about them and resigned to having to get -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-57452728858716087302011-01-08T05:03:00.002+08:002011-01-08T05:44:42.606+08:00The open verdict regarding the Teoh Beng Hock Inquest ruled that his death was neither a suicide nor a homicide.Although I am very irritated and annoyed by this, I am really not at all surprised.It is only in Malaysia that solid evidence that strongly suggests murderous intent be sidelined and not taken into account. It is only in Malaysia that blubbering buffoons that can barely pronounce their -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-26775176571125801882011-01-07T05:01:00.002+08:002011-01-07T05:07:14.112+08:00Something to (hopefully) make you laugh. Or smile, even if it's just for a little while. =)They censored my favourite (and the funniest) bit, which is from 1:55 - 2:17, but here's the complete lyrics to the song. The part in yellow is the part that got censored. ;PAFROMAN - BECAUSE I GOT HIGHI was gonna clean my room until I got high I gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high my room -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-6555871969822786532011-01-05T23:22:00.002+08:002011-01-05T23:27:16.952+08:00Happy New Year people.Have no idea what to write.Feel like ranting, but I guess I shouldn't ruin anybody's New Year.I could recount some funny coversations and/or moments I've had in the past few weeks, but that would be just boring.So, go entertain yourself. -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-4699251413510479662010-12-18T04:21:00.015+08:002011-01-07T05:14:53.582+08:00Wow. I thought things would slow down after my semester ended, but boy was I wrong.
The night of the first day of my exams (4th Dec) was also the celebration for our 3rd anniversary.
The next night (5th Dec) was a celebratory dinner for my brother's birthday.
Two nights later (7th Dec), I attended Theng Chuen's wedding dinner.
Then, on Friday (10th Dec) was the last exam paper of my -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-35212419763860561312010-12-12T03:54:00.002+08:002010-12-12T04:05:53.927+08:00This convo took place amongst Jon's young kids.Adam: Look there's a dog! (points to a stray dog)Eve: That's not a dog, that's a mongrel.Thomas: No, that's a mon-boy. (Cos he thought he heard mon-girl. Geddit? LOL)Ah so cute. :)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-64618812561265129752010-12-07T00:52:00.004+08:002010-12-07T05:13:52.364+08:00Wow, surviving on adrenaline can really be awesome haha. I only managed to clock in about 3 hours of sleep last night and I've been up since then. O_oAt long last, the exam pressure has lifted significantly, even though I still have one paper left this coming Friday afternoon. Gosh, why can't it be in the morning or something? Would love to get it over and done with early in the day. =/Anyway, I-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-63560366797131873212010-12-04T17:47:00.005+08:002010-12-04T18:23:54.500+08:00Haha random shit that cheered me up early today. Well, it pretty much only involved brainless banter with Matt.Me: Shit lar, I still have two more exams on Monday. Back-to-back summore wei. Matt: Haha, who told you to take so many subs this sem. *gives me the loser sign*Me: Well, it's better than having to come back the next sem. I'm finishing up my subs this sem.Matt: Haha! Then next sem would -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-42327322046048700802010-12-03T16:54:00.005+08:002010-12-03T17:50:27.349+08:00Argh, so pissed off at some people. Might blog more about this some other time, when I'm a lot less emotional. Only thing I'm really looking forward to at the moment is Theng Chuen and Ah Hui's wedding dinner next Tuesday night. It's been a long time since there's been an occasion to dress up for and I just can't wait to have a good night out. Wedding dinners usually make me very happy.This is -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-66731647249865730842010-12-01T01:00:00.003+08:002010-12-01T01:04:05.324+08:00This blog is six years old!Woot. Let's go have a party! I remember Aaron said that he wants to have a pool party like the one in the Sexy Bitch music video by David Guetta and featuring Akon.Who wouldn't like lots of beautiful people in one place? :D-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-69782504294883718802010-11-28T00:08:00.007+08:002010-11-28T00:39:39.886+08:00Had quite a good day. :)Went trawling around One Utama to get something for Fred and Serene's newborn, Russell.Had quite a laugh looking at the selection they had at Jusco. There was this toy by Munchkin that looked like anal beads haha. Needless to say, the more innocent looking toy was purchased.Then got dragged to browse the toys and collectibles. -_-"Chanced upon this figurine that was -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-17297781667091468002010-11-26T17:35:00.006+08:002010-11-27T03:09:38.802+08:00Heheh, trying to bury something.Look at what happened to my toe back in June this year. I saw a friend's pic about his toe getting injured or something and that brought to remembrance my little accident borne of pure carelessness.I accidentally kicked what remained of a sawed-off pole (for the old parking meters I assume) and it just so happened I kicked the part that had this really sharp -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-50181308651343168122010-11-26T17:02:00.006+08:002010-11-27T15:53:13.360+08:00Argh. Guess trying to sleep things off doesn't work sometimes. Still woke up with this fear and trepidation which only seem to be growing every few days. I know I shouldn't let those thoughts fester but I really can't help it.Oh God help me, I don't want life to move at this quick a pace. I'm starting to crumble under this pressure.As it is now, only mentions of what is expected of me have been -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-70342554232319816002010-11-26T02:01:00.006+08:002010-11-26T07:11:09.596+08:00Here's a hilarious yet memorable quote from a movie I was just watching a short while ago."Foreplay is for sissies. Real men go in, unload and pull out!" [from the movie But I'm A Cheerleader]Lol damn funny. The movie's about this cheerleader whose friends and family members suspect her of being a lesbian. She then gets shipped off to some weird sexual orientation rehab/camp where some degree of -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-60721709041538140122010-11-24T17:14:00.008+08:002010-11-25T12:09:56.636+08:00Gonna spew more crap on here since I'm actually starting to be able to find the time to bang out some posts. A clear sign that I've a lot of empty days ahead of me. The semester's drawing to a close and although I'll be working on my thesis next sem, I would not be required to attend classes anymore. Unless I fail something this semester. :( I never thought I'd say this but HELP UC hasn't been -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-21761841216263136012010-11-24T00:57:00.005+08:002010-11-24T01:13:07.045+08:00Let me warn you that this particular post is very personal. So chances are, you won't be able to understand what the hell I'm yapping about. Lol.You have been warned.I don't know which I feel more acutely now — guilt or relief. I do feel quite a bit of guilt for having chosen to simply walk by you earlier tonight and pretend that I hadn't seen you. But I can't deny that I'm also relieved you -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-78918020621138636322010-11-22T19:21:00.006+08:002010-11-23T10:50:59.090+08:00Oh gosh, I can't believe I'm actually saying this but I've got to regain some of the weight that I've recently lost.I honestly don't have a problem with my size, but it's just that I've been feeling increasingly fragile and a little out of sorts.More than one person have told me I'm too skinny, but then again, ever since I lost a lot of weight back in 2005, people have been constantly telling me -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-8655489803113156912010-11-16T08:43:00.019+08:002010-11-16T10:35:06.344+08:00It's terrifying trying to imagine what working life would be like for me in the future, taking into account that I have the unhealthiest sleeping schedule. The hours are really odd and late as it is, considering that this will have been a really busy semester. I wonder what's going to become of my sleeping habits next semester, when all I'd have on my plate would be my thesis paper, for which I -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-70203232748801601302010-10-08T00:10:00.004+08:002010-11-10T03:06:45.653+08:00This is probably my first food review (but without pictures). Just had to share this with whoever reads this blog, so you will know better than to go there.Me and Jeremy tried this place called The Fish & Chippery at Solaris Dutamas, and it was one of the worst lunches we have had in quite a while. First of all, service was bad as there was only one waitress and another lady manning the fryer (or-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-68458901317263185982010-08-30T01:04:00.004+08:002010-08-30T01:13:43.137+08:00This is a must watch!Watch all 8 parts of the video on Youtube and it will come as no surprise why most people still have a very negative opinion of Malaysia.This concerns the Teoh Beng Hock Inquest. If you don't know what that is regarding, click here.I promise you that it's not boring, although I can't promise that you won't get irritated.These 8 videos show MACC's defense lawyer -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-77566015725808955252010-08-19T03:54:00.003+08:002010-08-19T04:08:13.850+08:00I've just finished watching Maléna, starring Monica Bellucci and it is highly recommended as it tells the tragic tale of a woman’s downward spiral after she thought she has lost everything that mattered.Maléna Scordia is the beautiful new wife of Lieutenant Nino Scordia who has brought her and her ailing father back to his hometown in Sicily. However, just one month later, Nino Scordia is called -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-64075994062399748132010-07-28T16:47:00.010+08:002010-11-10T03:12:58.756+08:00Was thinking about a certain issue when the ideas came flowing fast and furious, which was a welcome surprise, because it's been quite a while since I've had much to say (on this blog).I hope I'm wrong, but I'm truly convinced that sometimes, the younger generation of the 21st century have seriously confused the meanings of self-esteem and self-confidence. Everyone should have a healthy dose of -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-59332355978539082232010-07-27T04:26:00.005+08:002010-07-27T05:04:06.720+08:00Just realized how long it has been since my last post. I won't say much as I tend to be a tad too emo and thoughtful on certain matters. Especially since I'm only just done with browsing a certain Datin's blog (click here). I won't say much as I strongly feel that the opinions of outsiders are pretty much irrelevant and immaterial at the best of times. Also, sometimes saying even the simplest -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-73057870424260336892010-01-02T06:02:00.002+08:002010-01-02T07:08:54.772+08:00Probably no one noticed, but I haven't updated in a while. :(Being as lazy as I am, I'll kick off the first post of 2010 with some lame tag post. :)Beginning of 2009: Where were you? Attending a dinner party at a church friend's house. Who were you with?My Jeremy, his family and at least 100 other church members. Did you kiss anyone on New Year's? Jeremy. :)And my sweet furry Rachel (I think)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-24533586518643014342009-12-04T02:54:00.002+08:002009-12-04T03:05:45.073+08:00Jennifer's Body sucked. What an absolute waste of time and energy.I'd actually already heard about how bad it was even before watching it, but damn, I got too curious.And I paid the price. :(An hour and 38 minutes of torture, watching Megan Fox pout herself silly for the cameras.Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen was a bit of a pain to watch as well.Please, just kill off Mikaela (Fox) already!On-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-20833837344993393772009-11-26T01:53:00.004+08:002009-11-26T02:12:13.042+08:00Dear Diary,I slept at 8.30 a.m. yesterday morning. Woke up around noon then drifted in and out of sleep until it was evening.Accompanied my mom to view a certain corner house. Looked pretty decent but it wasn't what we were looking for. I decided I disliked it when me, my mom and the real estate agent got bitten by a swarm of red ants in the compound.Came home to stone. Sat on the floor with my -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-51940461568219408422009-10-02T16:09:00.003+08:002009-10-02T16:20:57.229+08:00The list is out!"What list?" I hear you ask. Well it's the list of which nationality of men make the world's worst lovers. And why, too. Bet you're itching to know now aren't you? *giggle*Here we go!10. Russians (too hairy)9. Turks (too sweaty)8. Scottish (too loud)7. Welsh (too egotistic)6. Greeks (too soft)5. Americans (too crude)4. Dutch (too dominant)3. Swedes (too quick)2.-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-23672168739512727492009-09-30T15:22:00.003+08:002009-09-30T15:29:06.663+08:00Stumbled upon yet another interesting website called Eye for Lies, authored by a woman who is one of 50 people who have the rare ability to naturally discern when someone else is lying or being honest. In other words, they are natural lie detectors.On her blog, she has quite a lot of interesting insights on various cases (some unheard of), where the truth is still yet to be discovered.I'm at work-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-79928470784105972612009-09-17T16:10:00.004+08:002009-09-29T00:49:03.320+08:00Just read something that tugged really hard at my heart. :(Apparently, Jessica Simpson's Maltipoo (a cross-breed between a Maltese and a Poodle), Daisy, was snatched by a coyote. In front of her very own eyes. SHIT.Check out these links:1. Cele|bitchy: Jessica Simpson's Dog Daisy Was Taken By Coyotes2. Cele|bitchy: Jessica Simpson Got A Doggie Amber Alert Service For Daisy3. Jessica Simpson and -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-69210290050302628082009-09-14T16:54:00.006+08:002009-09-14T17:28:41.149+08:00cele|bitchy: Runner Caster Semenya said to be a HermaphroditeRead the article above and let me know what you think. Do you think she is a man?While I salute her for her victory in the athletic field, I still strongly suspect that she may be a man, whether or not she admits that she knows about it. Her features are really very manly. And would you look at her build?! No boobs whatsoever (excluding-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-66081010822915970172009-09-14T14:11:00.002+08:002009-09-14T14:18:06.182+08:00You have no idea how badly I want need my bed right now. =(Oh by the way, check out Lady Gaga's Paparazzi music video on Youtube. I can't embed it here since I'm at the office and Youtube's been blocked off. :(It's the weirdest shit that me and Jeremy ever watched. Well, maybe not the weirdest. Calvin Harris's Acceptable in the 80's, and The Girls put up quite a fight too. :POr even, Fedde Le -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-61791362468450980742009-09-14T12:59:00.003+08:002009-09-14T13:50:37.256+08:00I just realized that my previous post might enrage the entire population of my gender, so here's this to clear up the air: I do shop. And I suppose, in the heat of the moment, shopping can be pretty enjoyable. But I do not shop unless I need to, or want to (which has an average frequency similar to that of my menstruation cycle). Once in a long, long while. I also indulge in a bit of retail -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-91318887350176151112009-09-12T16:27:00.004+08:002009-09-12T17:03:28.612+08:00Have always been more than a little curious to explore the psyche of people (mostly women) who are simply obsessed with and helpless under the influence that material objects wield over them.Not necessarily only shopaholics, no. All shopaholics fall under this category but not all under this category are shopaholics, if you get what I mean.It has always annoyed me to no end when I find myself -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-25895271541214215962009-08-31T18:33:00.003+08:002009-09-01T00:49:21.480+08:00Just watched two very meaningful ads on Youtube.You might want to click on the videos and watch them on Youtube itself, since I've re-sized them on here so as not to ruin my template. :)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-76530047019622296592009-08-21T18:00:00.002+08:002009-08-21T18:07:14.148+08:00Just a quick post to direct you to an article about how Britain's Ugliest Dog got assaulted by a bunch of hooligans. Poor thing!Every time I read stuff about abused dogs, I just can't help but imagine my dog in that position too. It gets worse, because it starts playing out in my head, like an actual video, probable doggy reactions and all. =(Perez Hilton: Britain's Ugliest Dog Attacked!-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-5500334748008506332009-08-18T14:44:00.002+08:002009-08-18T15:19:17.133+08:00I'm feeling excited and sad at the same time.Excited because an article I wrote might be put in the November issue of Marie Claire.Excited also because she responded positively to what I wrote and actually mentioned something about a job opening.It's only been my third week here and she's already considering me for a job here. :DSad because I probably won't be graduating before the third quarter -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-50468242998513581652009-08-12T15:52:00.006+08:002009-08-22T16:34:34.049+08:00Lately am pretty disappointed with the choice of movies I'd watched.Initially, I was pretty pleased because I managed to watch a few decent movies in a row. Until the bad ones started. :(The decent ones I've watched include Basic Instinct, Obsessed, Where The Truth Lies, The Human Stain, Red Eye and Nothing But The Truth. Can't quite remember if there were any more than these, but will update -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-7414895071660985722009-08-12T11:05:00.003+08:002009-08-13T14:14:16.273+08:00My wishlist, last it was updated before this posta:1. an MP3 player. (check!)That MP3 player is now giving me problems though, because something snapped and the lid won't close over the battery compartment. Unless I tape it shut, hmmm.2. an iPod NANO (3rd generation). (check!)3. a Sony Ericsson k618i. (check!)4. a Sony PSP. Or an iPod Touch. Or a Nintendo Wii. =)5. a decent digital camera. One -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-25793066901851983512009-08-10T15:25:00.010+08:002009-08-11T15:45:13.361+08:00Probably one of the few perks of my job is that I get to spend the whole day looking at fashion items. Not all of which are always fashionable. However, I've stumbled upon a whole lot of awesome stuff! ;)Be warned that this post is going to be a long one. Not my usual long and wordy post, but one of my rare picture posts.Let's get the drool trickling with some awesome accessories! :DLouis Vuitton-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-25825825561082199732009-08-03T13:01:00.002+08:002009-08-03T13:25:03.784+08:00It's the first day of my internship.I've been sitting here in the office for about 3 and a half hours now.And I have yet to be assigned anything.I did a little reading. First was an issue of Marie Claire, May 2009. Then I looked at every picture in an issue of Marie Claire from the United Arab Emirates that was already on my table. Every page.Then I did some catching up on my Grisham novel, The -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-63774112174901462812009-07-29T22:19:00.003+08:002009-07-29T22:28:10.085+08:00I often wonder what sort of plague or ailment it is that one would be willing to curse on his/her enemy.For it is that, that will sort of show you what that person is made of.I think, one of the things I would never wish on a person I hate is URTI (Urinary Tract Infection).It is damn chipet painful okay?It's like peeing fucking razor blades. But well, that depends on how bad your infection -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-39254280970250657252009-07-08T14:48:00.002+08:002009-07-08T15:42:30.760+08:00I've noticed that in the past year or so, people have had the tendency to add an 's' to words that don't actually need to be put in plural form. As if the habit of adding an 'x' and/or a 'z' to the end of words isn't already annoying enough!I don't mean to be offensive or stereotypical in any way, but I noticed that the tendency to do these exist mostly amongst those who can't speak English -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-61371845167084100282009-06-12T14:24:00.002+08:002009-06-12T14:49:18.833+08:00I swear that people are trying to kill me today.On the road.I was barely even out of my neighbourhood when the first incident occured. I was travelling downhill at 70kmh. There was this junction where vehicles coming from the opposite direction could U-turn into my side of the road. This huge 12-wheeled lorry from the opposite side stopped at the U-turn. Oh wait, no he didn't actually stop, he -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-58939502329943063992009-06-10T18:45:00.004+08:002009-06-10T19:03:10.062+08:00I feel like I've aged 15 years in the past 15 days. :(I am so not enjoying this semester. :(On another brighter and more cheerful note, congratulations are in order to Isabelle who had her first piece published in today's issue of The Star newspaper! It's in the Metro section, about Runway 101. Very proud of you babe! ;)Meantime, I'm glad Runway 101 is over. It was a fun experience, albeit a -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-14546063785733297642009-06-04T00:00:00.004+08:002009-06-04T00:15:00.416+08:00Updated wishlist muahahaha.1. an MP3 player. (check!)That MP3 player is now giving me problems though, because something snapped and the lid won't close over the battery compartment. Unless I tape it shut, hmmm.2. an iPod NANO (3rd generation). (check!)3. a Sony Ericsson k618i. (check!)4. a Sony PSP. Or an iPod Touch. Or a Nintendo Wii. =)5. a decent digital camera. One that doesn't get me mocked-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-87778283583319381872009-06-03T17:56:00.002+08:002009-06-03T18:12:33.942+08:00I am so tired. And I don't need certain types of people to bring up all sorts of shitty attitudes at this moment.You are one to talk. You've complained endlessly about what it is about the certain other person that irked you, yet you and that person are more alike than you can ever imagine.Sure, no one is perfect. Like me, for example.But before I start bitching away for weeks at a time about -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-25926573186815050132009-05-29T01:24:00.002+08:002009-05-29T01:27:59.272+08:00Haven't logged into Blogger for a while. Was almost tempted to just let this blog completely fall into oblivion and obscurity, but damn, my heart aches at the thought that I've come this far (kinda). This November would mark this blog's 5th year anniversary. I'm glad I joined the blogosphere when I did — it wouldn't be as easy now as it was then to get the blog address of my choice. :)Gosh I'm so-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-35349371033913020112009-05-07T02:20:00.001+08:002009-05-07T02:22:41.123+08:00Haha this was hilarious! :D-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-16524392901316503172009-04-13T18:49:00.012+08:002009-04-14T14:59:31.063+08:00Was just reviewing an old wishlist I had, last updated on 3rd May 2007.It took me a while to hunt for it because, for some really retarded reason, I didn't label the post under "list" as I thought I did. In that post:1. an iPod shuffle. (check!)[Well it's not an iPod actually, cos' all I got was a standard new Creative MP3 player, but it still falls within the same category, as all I was aiming -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-680041565310072472009-04-13T18:41:00.000+08:002009-04-13T18:44:38.496+08:00-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-38129359661305533612009-03-13T18:20:00.006+08:002009-04-14T00:35:20.010+08:00Our temperamental weather is driving me nuts. It makes most of us even more prone to getting sick. =(I have a very strong feeling I might be losing my voice in the next couple of days.[Which is why I went shopping just now and bought myself two new pairs of strappy heels, in about 40 minutes. =D]Anyway, for some strange and unexplained reason, I lose my voice at least once a year. It is really -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-82885359024546543402009-03-07T17:07:00.004+08:002009-04-14T00:37:41.627+08:00Just so no one misunderstands me, I do not hate Gossip Girl.In fact, when I first started watching it, I hugely enjoyed it.But it didn't take me long to realise that it was the same dramas over and over again. Plus, what I couldn't get was how the characters' principles were so expendable. In one episode, two girls could be enemies and in the next, you'd find them teaming up against another -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-42852816840614912822009-03-06T18:00:00.006+08:002009-04-14T00:36:59.315+08:00I'm back to bash your eyes with more crazy ranting. =)Before I begin with what I have to say, let me just ask you (and I pray that you'll be honest with yourself on this), have you ever NOT sworn?Not swearing as in, "Yes I do swear on my life and my mother's that I will tell the truth, Your Honour," but rather the sort of swearing that is usually accompanied by a lot of beeping censors and -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-56827741288511198432009-03-05T04:24:00.005+08:002009-03-05T13:42:19.551+08:00Me and Jeremy stumbled upon this Youtube channel by accident and had the laugh of our lives.Three plus-sized African-American women got together and made videos of themselves dancing to a few sexy songs, like Beyonce's Single Ladies and Britney's Circus.One of them even did a split.Back when I was a chubby little bouncing ball, I sure as hell couldn't do a split.When I was finally skinny as a -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-70397493988420667252009-03-04T16:27:00.003+08:002009-04-14T00:44:10.418+08:00I'm going to continue with yet another episode of 'Karen's Crazy Rants about Everything' (though I can't remember whether this is the fourth, fifth or sixth).Today, I'm going to rant about Gossip Girl. Any moment now, I'm expecting a crazed group of teenybopper fans to lob Molotov cocktails in, through my window.I've been half-heartedly following up on Gossip Girl because I am desperately still -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-28188583535415360492009-02-27T17:29:00.003+08:002009-02-27T17:51:36.044+08:00Stay away from me. For the coming two weeks, I'll be foaming at the mouth and muttering unintelligibly to myself and probably scratching my crotch in public.If I haven't actually gone psycho yet, I honestly can't tell the difference. I feel as if my fuse has burnt out and my sanity cable has snapped.I know this is going to be a very typical (and much hated) style of blogging — regaling you with -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-47084050919373469072009-02-23T02:37:00.005+08:002009-02-23T03:48:17.233+08:00I am very very very annoyed at how, certain (lower) castes of men can be such pests.I'm not blowing on my own horn, or trying to imply that I'm hot stuff, or anything in that vein, because frankly (and this is the God-honest truth) I think I am far from being interesting/attractive, but I am very pissed at guys who seem to only want to add you on their Messenger lists to toy with you.In a much -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-1765692084030656262009-02-11T18:24:00.002+08:002009-02-11T18:52:39.399+08:00Gave myself a horribly huge scare yesterday afternoon when I pondered and weighed the amount of work most likely needed for my Publication Design assignment which I supposedly thought was due next Friday. I panicked and crunched for 6 hours straight at a nearby Starbucks like a zombie. I noticed the baristas throwing me curious yet sympathetic looks.Only to get home and suddenly remember a notice-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-51096905824002427422009-02-07T13:30:00.003+08:002009-02-07T14:01:55.801+08:00Feels like I haven't updated in quite a while and my feelings are definitely spot-on.Frankly I have quite a number of stuff I would like to do posts on but at the moment, my thoughts are all scrambled and in a thousand different places at one time. Lucky me, I got tagged.Three times in two days.I'm still not sure if I'm that willing to do all three so I'll just start off with the easiest one -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-4947837588486189282009-01-24T16:04:00.006+08:002009-01-26T01:32:34.614+08:00This post has waited very patiently for its turn and I'm ashamed to say that I just only realised my 'promise' to review You Don't Mess With The Zohan and The Machinist.I am actually torn between which movie I should review first. Both movies exist on opposite ends of the universe, with You Don't Mess With The Zohan being on the end that's ridden with plague(s) and torn by war, while The -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-15641067241040296892009-01-12T23:20:00.003+08:002009-01-14T02:10:23.634+08:00Had a great experience the previous weekend. There's this fun activity called Zorbing, where you get strapped inside this huge ball and they roll you down a hill. Well, the hill can't be too steep for beginners since rolling down a very slightly-declining hill that's only about100 metres from one end to the other can feel like you're going down a hill that has an inclination of 45 degrees.About -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-77268978364199408512009-01-06T13:17:00.004+08:002009-01-06T13:57:07.114+08:00Feeling a little bit like ranting today, only problem being that I don't quite know where to start. If I could type as fast as I think, my posts would be one long and continuous rant. You would crying and begging for me to stop.I don't quite know where this will go but one thing is for sure, I've got to address the issue of people acting cute. Worse still are those who act cute and talk cute. As -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-9776997319380827132008-12-23T16:19:00.002+08:002008-12-23T17:43:40.478+08:00Before the previous post, I'd actually attempted an update thrice. I even saved the unfinished attempts as drafts but the very next day, I deleted them because I felt they were not quite blog-worthy.But technically, this post is to summarize what I had originally planned to type out earlier in those three no-longer-existing posts. =)For those of you who did not know, one of the reasons why I -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-43807954658830126702008-12-18T22:43:00.002+08:002008-12-18T23:23:26.156+08:00Haven't logged in to Blogger for quite a while. Well actually I have been logging in. But I never get far with my posts and I end up closing the browser without even bothering to finish the posts. =)Anyway, a day or two ago, I read in The Star about how this motorcyclist mentioned something about how dangerous it is for motorcyclists to be on the road nowadays because there are many inconsiderate-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-83801457082809760902008-11-13T18:05:00.003+08:002008-11-13T18:34:28.103+08:00Well it's been a crazy couple of weeks, starting from the week when I had to start selling tickets for Massive Worldwide Underground 2008. It's a musical festival (read: rave party).But before you go about judging me upon hearing the phrase 'rave party', I'm not some crazy party animal, kay?It's purely business. So to speak.For starters, it's a job. Selling tickets is part of the job scope and -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-19244418663716881122008-11-04T00:39:00.004+08:002008-11-04T07:28:55.736+08:00Okay, Hanoi didn't completely suck.There was this one part where we got stuck in the rain and had to take shelter at some pondok polis (ala Vietnam) where my brother and Siau Ern got acquainted with some Vietnamese students. Apparently, these Vietnamese students would head down to the French Quarters (the area that we were in at that time) to talk to tourists, as a means of practicing their -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-70509464902449246432008-10-31T16:04:00.000+08:002008-10-31T16:05:12.889+08:00It's great to be home!Vietnam sucked.Kthxbye. :)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-29996174803535113532008-10-27T22:47:00.003+08:002008-10-30T12:36:00.251+08:00Am going not going to go on with Chapter 3 (at least, not at the moment) for this post.Am blogging now from the dusty and noisy city of Hanoi.Dusty because people here commute a lot on motorcycles and the ratio of the number of motorcycles to the number of automobiles are about 5:1.Another thing that I simply can't get used to is the way the Viets here honk at every corner. I think they honk at -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-6526305330362046402008-10-24T14:22:00.002+08:002008-10-24T14:50:40.789+08:00Chapter 2. :PI really do not get why it is so that people often have to stare longer than necessary at a passing stranger. For me, it's as simple as just looking up for a second or so, register said person's gender and general appearance, then it's back to stoning. :)The scene which occurs way too often for me involves me walking in one direction and another female walking in the opposite -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-22909307989391805402008-10-21T10:09:00.005+08:002008-10-24T14:51:29.920+08:00Since the tone of my two previous posts were rants, I might as well keep at it. I mean, I'm on a roll!Thus, I've decided that my upcoming posts would rants about a series of my pet peeves.To get the ball rolling, one of the things that piss me off the most is bad service. I don't care if you're just a voice over the phone or if you are actually standing right in front of me (more shame on you if -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-16014070949455353152008-10-19T20:40:00.002+08:002008-10-19T21:16:17.492+08:00Chipet. I'm damn ticked off right now.As some of you already know, I'm one of the ambassadors for Massive Worldwide Underground 2008 so I have to deal with selling limited edition VIP tickets to various people. Thing is, for me to pass tickets to these people, I'd have to set up a rendezvous, which, let me add, is all well for me.But the bloody thing is I keep getting ffk-ed.First one was my own -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-62234087483391984072008-10-08T19:45:00.002+08:002008-10-08T20:22:09.686+08:00It is now Wednesday but I'm gonna tell you how badly my Sunday started.To be fair, it started out pretty well — weather was awesome, traffic was wonderful. Me and my family left home for church at the same time: I drove one car, and they were in the other. The road that usually had heavy traffic was amazingly free of congestion, which is very much a problem because the route I take to church -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-32732537070111207552008-09-03T22:39:00.002+08:002008-09-03T22:41:49.516+08:00Lol this is hilarious! Watch it and I guarantee you'll laugh till your tummy aches. XD-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-41411270245096056582008-08-29T16:19:00.002+08:002008-08-29T16:53:03.444+08:00Had this really hilarious moment with my cousin brother's best friend, Patrick. It was his birthday two days ago and since it was 10 minutes past midnight, I decided to drop him a message on MSN wishing him a 'Happy Birthday'. He didn't reply until about 45 minutes later, by which time, I was on the phone, chatting with my better half. Patrick replied me with, "Hey thanks a lot! How are you?"[One-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-46334108912510845122008-08-26T16:54:00.004+08:002008-08-26T17:31:56.880+08:00I think the configuration of our Malaysian weather's system has gone haywire lol. It's scorching hot for a few weeks, then following up to that, it's depressingly rainy. But i suppose I'd rather freeze because you can just always throw on more clothes to keep yourself warm, but when the weather's trying to burn your hair off you, it's not exactly convenient (or advisable) to just take your -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-14287266107997999812008-08-15T22:13:00.003+08:002008-08-15T23:11:09.670+08:00I finally have the time and energy (not to mention, motivation) to sit down long enough in front of my laptop to type out this post. I've been working (doggedly) the past two days at One Utama, doing (or rather, trying to get) sales for Maxis's biggest roadshow to date (or so I'm told).Reason why I'm sitting here right now, instead of hustling mall-goers for sales is because I had some sort of an-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-64583114426748046412008-08-09T01:25:00.003+08:002008-08-09T01:31:27.524+08:00I usually label jokes and/or interesting stuff that I rarely stumble upon while rummaging through the unbelievable amount of junk on Friendster's Bulletin Board, as 'spam'. Though this was posted up on Facebook, I'll still label it 'spam' anyway. Haha no offense, Sam!Oh, and of course, credit to Sam Asir for this funny little piece. I sure hope you didn't author it though, bro. =pSourceJust in -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-43895794669935676062008-08-05T06:10:00.006+08:002008-08-08T00:50:09.858+08:00I seem to be unable to sleep and once I'm done with this post, it'll probably be even harder to catch forty winks, since the sun would be just coming up and how the hell does one sleep early in the morning when everyone around you are busy getting ready to leave for work.It's the guilt, I tell you.Anyway, this is just something to keep me occupied (and work me up unnecessarily) for the coming 10 -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-20608406981162767462008-08-04T16:05:00.003+08:002008-08-04T23:53:23.414+08:00The Mummy 3: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor left me feeling quite cheated. In fact, I can't even be sure if the name of the movie that I've typed in is accurate. I'm too lazy to even check if it is.The movie isn't entirely a pile of turd— there are a few good points about the movie. However, the points and elements that deem the movie should otherwise be categorised as 'terrible' vastly outweigh the -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-66303662719334660072008-07-22T16:21:00.002+08:002008-07-22T17:54:02.408+08:00Today, I shall beat the lazy bug to a pulp by actually posting up something with content instead of spamming my own blog with videos from Youtube.I've watched The Dark Knight and I have only one thing to say:"It's awesome!"And that's all I'm going to say about that movie since well, it's still too new a movie for me to spoil it for you. But prepare to be amazed, shocked and scared, even. =)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-8904409643837910812008-07-21T21:54:00.005+08:002008-07-22T16:24:53.892+08:00Been lurking around Youtube, checking out hilarious Thai commercials. Here's one that most of you would find funny (as I did), or possibly, creepy (as I know Isabelle would). =)This is a Swedish (?) commercial:And here's a Thai ad for Yellow Pages:Lastly, a British ad for some smoothie called Bloody Zit. This is downright disgusting, even by my standards. "Enjoy"!-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-47972713901401396522008-07-18T14:18:00.004+08:002008-07-18T15:00:31.951+08:00This post is for those of you who need some convincing that Run Fatboy Run is worth your money and your time. And, well, since I have the time for this anyway.Here are a few of my favourite clips from the movie:1. This is the scene where Dennis Doyle (played by Simon Pegg) and his best friend, Gordon (played by Dylan Moran, who I, as I mentioned before, actually for a moment thought was Dylan -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-68026912324379921792008-07-15T15:44:00.006+08:002008-07-15T17:53:19.942+08:00Latest movies I've watched are Run Fatboy Run and 21.I think I'd better start with 21 first, since I prefer to save the best for last.21 stars Jim Sturgess, Kevin Spacey, Kate Bosworth and Laurence Fishburne. If you don't already know, it's about how this group of super-smart students from MIT, led by their 'mentor', Micky Rosa (Spacey), used a certain mathematical method to win a whole lot of -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-72901115777911132262008-07-04T00:42:00.003+08:002008-07-06T00:25:33.308+08:00Wow. The day has finally come where an online catfight has broken out. I'm not quite sure if it's only one catfight, since apparently, there seem to be quite a few parties being pulled into the issue here.I'm waaaay too lazy to blog about it here, since quite honestly, I don't quite know exactly what went on and what is going on right now. So, if you've got a whole load of free time and you're -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-91133646818836151172008-07-01T23:35:00.003+08:002008-07-02T01:03:07.995+08:00I'm only here to rant about an 'encounter' that happened earlier today, which so cements my belief that men can make such complete imbeciles of themselves in their attempts to be 'amusing'. This should probably be in the postscript, but I'll just put it here anyway: I've got nothing against Indians. This is not a racial matter. It's more of a matter of integrity.I was headed for church around -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-70169968984319270022008-06-24T16:41:00.004+08:002008-06-25T00:08:36.848+08:00Things really are starting to look up for me: I was over at Jeremy's house on Saturday and whenever we're up in his room, I'd weigh myself on his awesome-looking glass scale.Before that Saturday, the last I'd weighed myself was almost two months ago, and I weighed in at 45.2 kgs.Imagine my joy when I lugged myself onto the scale and discovered that I'd lost almost 2 kgs!I am now 43.4 kgs!=)Well, -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-61613509394471534712008-06-21T02:19:00.002+08:002008-06-21T02:37:36.016+08:00I've finally gotten my iPod nano (4GB)!*does a happy happy happy jig*If you guys from 1000wajah.com are reading this, here's another big 'thank you' and a huge virtual hug!=)Not only am I super grateful to you guys for such an awesome prize, but for actually letting me win something this big! I mean, I haven't actually won anything in a long time, so thank you all for making my day! =)Other than -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-39663832048325072192008-06-19T18:57:00.004+08:002008-06-19T21:56:04.882+08:00Lol it turns out that I'm not quite as done as I thought with my regards to my ranting.Just a short additional paragraph, with relation to my last sombre post.[Again, to whom it may concern,I forgot to mention quite exactly how I saw you as more of a failure than as anything or anyone else. Not that I'm cursing you to remain that way till the end of your life, but I simply couldn't believe how -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-82276761218037757682008-06-18T18:34:00.027+08:002008-06-19T21:56:37.743+08:00Those of you who've been faithful regulars to my blog would know well enough that I am one who isn't privy to divulge too much information, if any at all, with regards to the troubled states of my relationships with, well, the guys I've had relationships with in the past.However, this time around, I'm making an exception. Which, suffice to say, is as rare as witnessing a meteor shower. Hopefully,-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-18135487063491957202008-06-17T23:10:00.011+08:002008-06-19T01:20:56.670+08:00*slaps you*Hey! I'm over here. =)I should probably warn you that the beginning of this post is going to be your run-of-the-mill "What I did last month, last week, yesterday, today and am going to do later today, tomorrow, next week and next month" post.I'm in a super happy mood today and with good reason, too. :)In fact, I'm more in the mood to jump around than to sit down at the keyboard in a -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-86752102522855458932008-06-03T12:57:00.000+08:002008-06-03T13:31:33.812+08:00It's been a pretty crazy week, emotionally. As evident from my last post, you've probably already guessed as much. =/Must be my hormones crawling all over the place.Anyway, this is just a short update. Yes, I know. Yet another short update. This should come as a relief to those who are incessantly complaining (inwardly and/or outwardly) about my small font.I'm at my college's Starbucks now and -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-5777079419323483812008-05-31T00:48:00.001+08:002008-05-31T00:50:04.126+08:00I feel so irritated today. What aggravated me? I have absolutely no idea.So freaking cranky right now!-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-15702534408793296212008-05-25T02:01:00.002+08:002008-05-25T02:19:01.718+08:00I've lost my voice.Therefore, I am completely incapable of blogging. =)Don't ask. I can't answer.No voice, remember? =)-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-56798252293322042562008-05-16T04:37:00.006+08:002008-05-16T05:55:51.808+08:00I've got nothing to post today, except to mention that somehow, this week has been a pretty bleak one. Aside from the fact that this holiday has been, and is going down as, one of my most unproductive ones, my dog nearly died.I can't say for sure that she really nearly died, but she sure as hell looked like it.I should have seen all the signs - the occasional foamy vomit and her urine which was a-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-69419012980588039912008-05-13T15:06:00.002+08:002008-05-13T16:11:39.139+08:00It's been a boring drag of a week and I sure as hell ain't getting any closer to re-vamping that other blog. Dammit.In response to Sam's bidding, I'm not going to change the size of the font. Oh, and I'm going to verbalise my thoughts on the movie Juno. =)I quite honestly am stumped as to what can be said about Juno. The very first opinion that pops into my centre of cognitive processes is, "Juno-karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-45547209117524002462008-05-09T14:03:00.003+08:002008-05-09T14:36:06.605+08:00Uh-oh. The lazy bug's bitten me again. I would say I wish something else had bitten me before the lazy bug did, but damn does that sound awfully wrong. On so many levels.Anyway, if you like the song that I've embedded onto this blog, you can download it here.It's the Original Soundtrack from a Korean movie called The Classic, which, by the way, is a real tear-jerker. But then again, I cry really -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733961.post-77911442352292718482008-05-01T20:25:00.003+08:002008-05-02T00:40:26.835+08:00To keep things light and also to keep my brain from spontaneously combusting should I start racking my brains for a hot topic for discussion (me being me, I tend to get carried away with discussions, even though there's no second party involved), I've decided to keep the ball rolling with yet another movie review.The movie of choice this time around is Superbad.Superbad, quite frankly, is super -karen-http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764759323577973319noreply@blogger.com0