strings of life

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

sorry guys.. been.. err.. lazy... busy.. lazy.. ya... i admit.. just plain lazy.. ohh!! CSI is starting soon.. i'll make this a quick one! well.. now gonna work at NAC- Atrium.. Lóreal is having like this BIG BIG fair.. come see see.. if you are free and wanna save me of my boredom! heh.. well... saw like TONS of movies.. ard one a week consistently for the past 8 weeks or so! this is sooo baadd!! so much money.. $$$$ bah! hehe.. but i love movies.. sigh! the dilemma.. ohh! i went with rinna to look for her Budak Pantai CD in the esplanade! when she found it.. she went a LITTLE high (ok.. i am like proclaiming the understatement of the century).. she nearly gave the poor shopkeeper a heart attack! hahahaha.. (sorry co!).. well.. then i've been movie watching a lot with kamil.. hmm.. quite fun! ooo.. and i think the park near my home has a resident ghostie.. scary lady.. long hair.. white dress.. saw her once and never again.. i wonder where she went... hmm....ooo... i borrowed chorus line from the library at esplanade. thanks to rinna's suggestion! it was a gd movie. something like fame.. but different (in a american idol way). heh.. love some songs.. v catchy! hmmm... ooo.. worked at watsons in J8.. i like coming home for lunch! how convenient.. now that i'll be working in town.. i probably will be spending more money!! (NOOO!!!!)... oh.. and i officially hate nail polish.. that damned thing.. well.. CSI!!!!! must run! tata!
~LilSis~

2sistas :: 9:55 PM

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

2sistas :: 9:30 PM

Saturday, March 19, 2005

yeah. my violin recital is over. though i had a horrible experience that night. ate something wrong at dinner. felt like puking only when it was too late to go to the toilet. it was ok during the first piece, then when we shuffled around for the next piece, i felt the sour-ish shit in my throat. halfway unfortunately, some of the hydrochloricated pasta came up, but noo way did i puked it on stage. no. i did the o-so-noble thing and swallowed it back. eeeeewwwwwww. but the rest went well. luckily i managed to hold it in till the end. yuke. no more pasta for me for a lonng time. then i went home and dreamt of projectile vomit the whole night, then (in my dream) i was sent away to work at some oil rig and i was soooo sad, because i was not allowed to go home and then i had to man some cash register. then i got made even more depressed because the cash register kept adding things wrongly, so i had to add stuff mentally. BUT i kept adding things wrongly too. that was way too much for me. i became morbidly depressed after that. then i woke at 11 on friday and i missed school that morning. so i turned to 5 hours of Mr Darcy to cheer me up. honestly, watching pride and prejudice works wonders! they should use this instead of, what's that drug called? prozac? ah whatever..
~bigSis

2sistas :: 8:21 PM

Friday, March 11, 2005

Obsessive-Compulsive: Obsessive-Compulsive personality disorder is similar to obsessive-compulsive anxiety disorder. People with this disorder are overly focused on orderliness and perfection. Their need to do everything "right" often interferes with their productivity. They tend to get caught up in the details and miss the bigger picture. They set unreasonably high standards for themselves and others, and tend to be very critical of others when they do not live up to these high standards. They avoid working in teams, believing others to be too careless or incompetent. They avoid making decisions because they fear making mistakes and are rarely generous with their time or money. They often have difficulty expressing emotion.

Disorder Rating
Paranoid: Low
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Moderate
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Low
Histrionic: Moderate
Narcissistic: Low
Avoidant: Low
Dependent: Low
Obsessive-Compulsive: High
URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mvURL for more info: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html

well.. i saw this 'test' on shelley's blog. HELP! i'm an obsessive-compulsive. Sorry that i have high expectations! heh.. if you've been here before.. you'd have noticed i got rid of the 1st two descriptions.. because.. moderate usually poses no real basis.. so.. ya.. obssessive compulsive...hmm.. but i guess its not entirely true, now is it! there's always a degree of truth to it.. its too general to be completely true anyways. So.. its late.. i'm gonna bed.. gdnight

~LilSis~

2sistas :: 1:43 AM

Saturday, March 05, 2005

sometimes you wonder what's it all for? why are you doing what you are doing. maybe with everything that's going on now, i begin to lose track of what i'm actually supposed to do. oh whatever. been really busy lately with planning of the trip and all. air and rail tickets settled. but get this, the rail tickets cost nearly twice that of the air tickets. finally settled on the places we wanna go. settled the accomodation. so all major things done. except money. but that'll work itself out eventually. right? i mean if you leave a problem alone long enough, it'll camouflage or disappear or something. and you don't even realise its existence. or even better, you get used to it being around that it ceases to be a problem. or the best one.. someone else will solve the problem and its not a problem anymore. aint life grand. ok. i don't even know what i'm talking about now. its just that i'm such a cow. i frigging run from problems. aviod at all cost. sometimes i even pretend it doesn't exist. when am i gonna learn.
right, i know. earn more money?
~bigSis

2sistas :: 12:07 AM

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

>> > >Everyday when you return from your school,
>> > >whether or not it is from a secondary school, a
>> > >junior collage, a polytechnic, or ITE, you would
>> > >probably think that school sucks.
>> > >
>> > >All that work and torture under your lecturer's
>> > >or teacher's homework or assignments, or
>> > >tutorials...
>> > >
>> > >But think about this, i mean really think. All
>> > >the time spent with your classmates, all the
>> > >laughter, sorrows, and happiness of knowing that
>> > >your friends are there in your class.
>> > >
>> > >Now imagine them gone, perhaps part of them or
>> > >even all of them. You may not realise it, but
>> > >when advancing into the next level of education,
>> > >it is inevitable that some friends will be
>> > >parting with you.
>> > >
>> > >What is all this you ask yourself, what I ask is
>> > >of you to think, for those who received this
>> > >mail, what do those people who were once or were
>> > >still your classmates and friends meant to you.
>> > >
>> > >Anyone who has at least finished their o levels
>> > >and has graduated from respective schools would
>> > >know the feeling of parting with your classmates
>> > >and friends.
>> > >
>> > >Not knowing when you still see them again.
>> > >
>> > >Perhaps the next day, the next week, month,
>> > >years, or even decade. Perhaps one day, you
>> > >would realised how bitter sweet those memories
>> > >were, the fun you had with your classmates and
>> > >friends.
>> > >
>> > > That is why ever so often when you asked
>> > >someone which is the most fond memories they had
>> > >in their years in education, they would often
>> > >have that sadness in their eyes, but yet, they
>> > >smile briefly.
>> > >
>> > >It's the memories of their school friends. Those
>> > >unforgettable years of laughter and happiness in
>> > >school.
>> > >
>> > >Each classmate had suffered under the same
>> > >stresses in school. The teachers, whether they
>> > >are kind or extremely strict.
>> > >
>> > >So treasure your schooling days, don't complain,
>> > >because you never know when you will miss them
>> > >dearly. And perhaps, shed a tear for those
>> > >treasured times in your youth.
>> > >
>> > >if this touches your heart, and reminded you
>> > >of those classmates who brought happiness,
>> > >laughter, colour to your life, you can pass it
>> > >on, let your classmates know that although all
>> > >these years, whether short or long, you still
>> > >have not forgotten them. Or...
>> > >
>> > >Let those whom are weak and tormented in the
>> > >spirit find strength in this letter, knowing
>> > >that someone still remembers them, and care for
>> > >them. No matter the circumstances.
>> > >
>> > >Even though I walk through the valley of the
>> > >shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you
>> > >are with me
>> > >
>> > >-Psalm 23

2sistas :: 2:48 PM

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