The Art of Animaling

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

aya's tag

10 random facts about meself.

1. I cannot live without a calendar, a diary and Post-it notes. Preferably yellow ones.
2. I hate to wash my hair, that's why I prefer short hair.
3. I hate taking showers, they take too much effort. Mandi kerbau can lah.
4. I love bright happy prints. I love animal prints especially leopard spots and I love camouflage prints.
5. 80% of my make up are expired and should be thrown out.
6. I am an el cheapo. I don't like branded stuff just because of the image they project.
7. I hateeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee wet toilet seats. Whoever just finished a shower should lift up the seat to let it dry.
8. I get bloated easily.
9. I cannot burp, cannot whistle, cannot snap my fingers. Boo to me :(
10. I am slightly obssesive compulsive.
11. I love smart movies, moving stories, beautiful sentences and honest writings.
12. I have a penchant for rambling. That's 2 more than 10. See what I mean? *sigh*


Last week so super duper busy and tiring. Almost half the kids in the Taska got chicken pox so I managed to get a day or two off. It is extremely tiring to keep a bunch of 1-4 year olds entertained. It is even more tiring trying to keep them from biting and scratching and beating each other up. -_-

Having said that, I do enjoy spending time with them (as long as it's not more than my stipulated 8am - 1pm). Some of them who called me mama finally learnt to call me teacher instead. The cute ones make your heart melt, especially when they are so random. Sometimes they just throw themselves at you full force and wrap their tiny selves around your legs.

Joseph aka Boss loves to cuddle and sit on my lap to watch Barney. He's aptly named the boss because his family is frrrrrrrreaking rich and he always comes late to taska. I don't really like Haan aka Si Gemuk although he is possibly the cutest boy in the taska because he bites. And he's choosy about who carries him or touches him or cuddles him. Pfft.

My favourite is Jeff. Half hainanese, he speaks a smattering of hokkien, mandarin and english. His current favourite song is "ke ren lai". His favourite word is "bo?" *hokkien for no, not bobo yiyang* He loves Barney and he loves to be carried upside down. And it's his birthday come Labour Day. He currently sports penan hair because his mom cut his hair lol.

Watching the kids eat really reminds me of Liang. 90% of them are potential animals. They eat so much...some of them have up to 3 helpings. One girl merajuk when the kakak didn't want to refill her bowl for the 4th time. I don't remember eating so much when I was young...except maybe when it came to my favourite food.

Good Charlotte! Not bad lah. I'm not exactly a fan of theirs so...meh. Enjoyed all the perfomances although One Buck Short was short on something *excuse the pun* maybe it just wasn't my type of music. Estranged and Jason Lo were really good. Good Charlotte did well, although that crap about wanting to move to Malaysia was really lame. Standing for 6 hours straight wasn't that great and I got a crick in me neck from staring at the screen for so long. Special thanks to Gary's brother's friends for allowing us to cut queue hehe. Aya's friend, Blake also joined us to cut queue later on muahaha.

I can't believe I actually endured that stupid 6 hours right till the end of the concert. Good Charlotte didn't even appear up until around 10.30pm. Squashed between smelly sweaty bodies not to mention TALL ONES WHO BLOCKED MY VIEW DAMNIT, I actually stood there throughout the entire freaking concert. I was surprised at myself, what with the tiny shred of patience left between b.o. polluted air and a maddening thirst which couldn't be quenched with RM5 drinks. And that stupid MTV thing they gave us to clap with which the people in front of us kept poking into me and Gary's eyes face nose chin whatthehell lah. -_-

At 2am I crawled into bed and passed out immediately, woke up 6 hours later to drag my sorry self to church. I spent half of sermon time forcing myself to keep awake bleh. And then I wasted RM100 on unprofessional make up and a lousy hairdo for prom. Bah. I will never again go to that salon in Taipan next to Di Kayu Nasi Kandar. Nah, ambik kao. Bad press for you hmph.

Prom was a really glamorous affair compared to the cozy one in Malacca. The place was really grand and glitzy. Unfortunately, the food sucked big time. I went home hungry. The saving grace was the performances and Kish, the very entertaining MC. Damn right he's better than Hannah Tan. I did have a good time drooling over many beautiful gowns. So pretty oh-la-la.

And now I'm getting sleepy. I think I'll leave it to Liang to update prom photos. Selamat malam!

by CharSiu at 12:12 AM |