Hello how are you?
Reunion
You know, I just realised.That despite the fact that I'm the President of Anti Pink Club, - I wore 2 pink dresses out of 3 proms
- I have a pink purse
- I have pink blanket/pillows.
- I have ALOT of pink clothes
Pink must be a fan of me! Or me of pink?
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
And people always get me pink things ;'(
Not that I always get presents, but when they do....it happens.
How does it feel to be from two different worlds in the same space?
All these differences that we encounter, if only we are able to put them all in a a jar and only pick them out one by one when time calls?
I cannot help but keep my silence when I don't agree to something. Being opinionated is not a crime; yet the being fact that it creates a vulnerable gap within the unsure seals my mouth from speech in fear of arousing complications.
I detest complications but the ironic thing is that I encounter them every single day of my life, from the moment I wake up feeling blessed to be given another fresh day to start. My strength is my very weakness that melts me to my clean cut toes and the opposite applies; my weakness plays a major role by being my strength. Two same things, playing two different roles.
Caring and pitying. Two strongly contradicting words, but in a way so alike we don't even realize.
If I were to make a statement saying that I am generally a quiet type of person, the people who knows me by the name of Natalie Chai would have just laughed it off. Its true, I am the perfect portrayal of a random chatterbox that apparently only tunes down when hungry and when in a moving car. Is this really who I am?
Yes, it is.
But the very fact that everything that I say or do when I am "talkative", doesn't give credit to what I really think. The things that I do, the things I say. They're all nothing but a composite of who I am. Being who I always am, most of the time it's to lift spirits and keep the atmosphere above the air. I don't know when I started carrying this "duty" in life, but it became a very natural part of me. I am always happy, hence it really isn't a problem because I'm basically just expressing myself, my emotions to be particular. Yet at times, I do get tired of all that smiling jazz and just want to get my own space of time.
The opinionated repulsive side of me plays a major role, but it is upsetting that it doesn't have an identity. A recognition.
They know. My friends know. My close friends know.
Or do they?
I am opinionated, but I don't give comments because most of the time I am thinking.
And when I'm finished thinking, the subject would have had ended two meals before. I listen, but that isn't when I start doing my analysis of what they say. It's like eating your Oreo by splitting both sides, it takes a longer time to finish but in the end you still get to digest.
Like for example, if something arouses my attention in the morning, I would think about it for a couple of hours, and draw a conclusion to it before I go to bed.
This is not an emotional post, but I have no better way to express what I want to say.
Natalie is a quiet person
Natalie is a quiet person
Natalie is a quiet person
Natalie is a queit person
Sounds so wrong, but that IS how I grew up to be and what I am.
I dont speak alot, but I talk too much.
Time for a change?
We'll see haha
Time flies.Heh. Why is it when we're talking about something we got for a dirt cheap price we always say
"I got this book for 5 BUCKS"
But if its something expensive we exclaim
"I got this piece of paper for 5 DOLLARS!"
Then when its something you think is adequately priced, we say
"Heh. I paid 5 Ringgit lor"
A similar situation applies to Cantonese
Cheap? Mm kau chin.
Expensive? Mm mun.
Nyeh.
on the way to Kuala Selangor : Fireflies.Eh if one day I start blogging in Korean for good will I lose all of you ah pfft.
Just curious lol.
Anyways, mishap of the day : printer out of ink!
I'm so blessed!
I hope you are entertained with my unfortunate season
On a bright(er) note, I am done with my computer assignment.
I finally decided to speak really close to the mic and the results were amazing;
I sounded like a teenboy going through his voice crack phase.
The lecturer is going to doubt I did it pfft.
Luck decided to be on my side and let me delete and edit files to burn into the CD, hence I could link the files directly into the empty CD.
It's okay, I believe I'll have a better round of luck after contributing to Earth Hour pfft.
Not feeling very happy now.
I actually saved this ONE assignment with all the recent edits and thought I was lucky because I started working on it the day after it was given. The problem now is, after I reformat my com, it can no longer detect my audio files' source because it was only linked and not embedded.
This means, my audio files are all gone and I have to rerecord again. Rerecording is not a problem but the built in mic suddenly decided NOT TO WORK anymore after I reformat my com and the mic level says zero.point.zero decibals when it is supposed to be 100 decibals. I cannot record anything unless my mouth is 1cm away from the mic.
So I thought its okay, I have a back up external mic and it worked perfectly for the past few days until TODAY when I decided I want to finish up my assignment, it decides to break down and stop detecting voices.
AND even if I do choose to record my voice 2cm away from the embedded mic of my laptop, it won't come along with the presentation when I burn it into a CD later.
Going to sleep this off.
(edit : 12:59AM)
oh you want to hear the kind of mishaps I go through everyday I think I can write a book.
This morning I arrived paticularly early at the train station at about 7.10, ten minutes until the train comes. Then I suddenly remembered my post below, where I mentioned I'm almost never late for class etc, when the KTM announcer said
"The next train will be arriving in approximately 4 minutes".
I normally wait for the train to come then I get in the last so that I can stand nearer to the door (because it's usually semi packed). Just as I thought it was about 4 minutes, came in another announcement
"The train to Pelabuhan Klang has been delayed and will be arriving in approximately 20 minutes. The train to Pelabuhan Klang has been delayed and wi......"
I put down my bag and folded my legs up on the bench, blaming myself for not getting that McD breakfast earlier before I tagged in. I did a song math and think the train would arrive after about 5 songs, as a song has an average of 4 minutes...5X4 = 20 minutes. Just perfect.
So I waited and waited.
5,6,and 7 songs have come and gone but the train is no where to be seen then comes again another announcement
"The train to Pelabuhan Klang will be arriving in 15 minutes. Please queue at the red line"
After seven songs, still 15 minutes left?!
Long story cut short, the bell that signified the arrival of trains finally rang in the air and I took my queue when another announcement came
"The train to Pelabuhan Klang will be arriving in 14 minutse. Please queue at the blue line"
I took a deep breath and sighed aloud the makcik next to me thought I was in pain. I mean, who wouldn't! It was already 8.00AM and classes have started. Just when I thought I was the unluckiest person in the world (along with the hundreds of people with me pfft) the train came infront of my eyes and it hit me that the 14 minute announcement earlier was referring to the next train literally.
So oklah, hamburger pancake-ly squeezed in the tube as the passegners trippled due to the delay of two trains.
Finally got into class without notes and thought I would print them during the 5 minutes short break and when I did...another mishap happened. and this costed money.
Students are given a quota of RM 30 for us to print whatever written material we want, 10 cent each A4. I have printed like mountains of notes (note : exaggerated) but still had RM 27. So I started printing my Powerpoint notes that had about maybe 30+ slides, but since we normally print notes in the handout layout (where a number of slides are minimized into ONE page instead of you printing each slide per page) I only had about 6 pages to print. Simple math, 6 pages 60 cents.
So I made sure I had all the settings correct ant sent it to the printer but when it started printing, the papers were falling on top of each other continuously jet speed and I was very happy and thought "Great, finally something that's fast!" when I realised that more and more papers were piling up and the notes were FULL PAGE each slide.
with that credit I could have printed all my blog posts and still get extra (exaggerated again pfft)
From RM27 to Rm 23.
OH NO..........I jsut realised its more than 30 pages.
When it could have been Rm 27 > Rm 26.40.
"Accidents" happen.
Too Often.
back from Malacca with the coll mates today.
Will blog about it later when I get the pictures from Amanda :)
Hi!
How have you been?
I have been fine.
Signing off.
(p/s)
Are you going to switch off your lights for the Earth Hour? ;D
Do tell me by answering the poll at the left.
received a text from my lecturer this evening.
and I replied "Sir, who harrasted you?"
to which he said "Sweetie its harassed, not harrasted."
So cute lah.
But I don't know why I said harrasted pfft.
Hi!I've always wanted to blog about this but I keep forgetting.Did you know that 28th of March is Earth Day?Basically it's the world's first general election where we are supposed to vote between Earth and Global Warming. How to vote? Simple, just switch off your lights for one hour starting 8.30PM no matter where you are geographically.This is something the 80 countries have vowed to take part in and Malaysia's one of them!Imagine the amount of energy we can conserve ;DIt's so upsetting that the media isn't giving this whole thing much attention. The radio's only briefly talking about it, no article seen on paper so far, no nothing.28th of March, the only way I can actually contribute to this whole thing is to not be at home.I think I heard somewehre that SSG is going to have an IU Day. Maybe I should spend my time there. Eh, but this means SSG is going to use the energy that I'm going to save :OWill think about it. Nyek!p/s : I know SSG is now SGKL but it was still SSG when I graduated 2 years back so, tralala SSG. Don't you think it sounds better lol.
Hello!Just got my results and I can say I'm pretty happy about them, just slightly surprised that the one I put most effort in didn't turn out as well as the other papers did but it was still a fine B. No complains, I was on par with my effort, if not better than what I expected. But its all cool!Finally handed in my IMCOM assignment today after all that drama. Com breaking down, losing my documents. I was supposed to analyse this advertisement of choice and write an essay about it by applying the fuctions of mass com. Initially I chose this hilarious advertisement by Xpax and was already very content with my work although only 50% done, until when I wanted to resume work I found out that I lost my advert. I was supposed to attach it to the assignment but since I lost it there was pretty nothing much I could do.Hence, I did everything from scratch again - with a new advert of choice, but not as interesting.College ASIDE. (I always say that pfft somebody please stop me)
Frankenstein, Nat.
Heading for chee yoke fun!
Paranoid people at the sight of cops cause all unstrapped haha.
Amanda and I : That's the book that I'm going to borrow for the whole sem yeah!
Amanda's Car : Love horses!
KTM : Train is so delayed day by day.
Here's a tag about 8 random things about myself. I'm always doing tags about "facts about myself" and always end up saying the same things. Shall make it a little different this time? Actually I don't really remember what I said, unless I scroll back but I'm too lazy to do so. There was this post a few posts back that was apparently talked about in the past but, pfft.I get satisfied with my results really easily.I once came in first place in my class for about 2 consecutive exams in high school and I kept the result slip for quite some time because I was so shocked (instead of being happy) until I accidentally threw it out with the other exam papers. I study for exams but I cannot stare at a book or any studying material for that matter for too long so I always end up briefly looking at them for about half an hour and I find myself in the examination hall answering with what I understand in classes. As I'm not blessed with the special talent to score 99 even if I skip classes for 3 months, I do give an effort to do well in my subjects but said effort is always limited.Very limited.I don't really like the idea of receiving gifts if it's not my birthday or Christmas.I like to see gifts as erm, encouragements maybe?We give presents on birthdays because we want to encourage a person to live for yet another year, and on Christmas for - erm, I don't know religious matters maybe?Thats basically where all the gifts should stop at, in my opinion - if it applies to me.Maybe because I tend to feel in debt whenever somebody does something nice, most probably because I am paranoid queen and I think everybody has negative means. It's not that I'd suspect their motive, but instead, I would feel very grateful and I won't get it off unless I do something in return.Which is why I don't really like receiving gifts.Even if I get you back something, I would still feel in debt.And I hate feeling so.I don't take food from others plates.Fran and I were talking about this the other day.I'm okay if people take my portion of food (as long as I still get full in the stomach pfft) but I don't practice taking food from others plates. This applies for everybody including my family, although we do do so at certain times when we decide to share food. It's just a habit.Maybe it's because I'm still quite not used to the idea of sharing saliva.I don't like people lying on my bedI am very hygienic that way because if I've been to yoru house, you must notice I don't lie on your bed as well. I think it's really rude to actually come into a person's house, from all the dust and dirt outside, and lie on another person's bed and leave all the germs there.Well, because I'm always clean before I get on my bed. I have a habit of washing my hands and legs each time I enter the house.So please dont lie on my bed if there's a chance you come to my house because I don't really know how to tell people off because I feel damn bad. I hate it also when I tell somebody who's lying on my bed to wash their legs and they say CLEAN ONE LAH AIYOH SO MAFAN WHATS THE PROBLEM.The problem is : it is my bed and I don't want to sleep with germs.I don't like talking about the content of my blog..especially when it concerns things that I have already stated that I don't want to talk about and anything that incites negative emotions for that matter. I blog at that moment in time because I feel like saying it but I always tend to regret my downhill posts after an hour or two.But the bright side is, there aren't really any upsetting posts in the blog so phew.I don't ask alot about anything that I think would evoke emotions.And many people take me as being too proud for being so.It depends on how you take it but I usually don't ask you if you are fine more than twice even though I know you are not fine because it's obvious you don't want to talk about it. . Well, of course there are those who keeps saying "I'm fine" just for you to pay more attention because he/she knows that you know he/she is not? But people who are close to me would tell me if they wanted to or hint me to ask them about it then they can start talking about their feelings voluntarily pfft.Damn cool right my friends haha.Actually, I don't even ask if "You're okay" unless I'm not REALLY close to you because I don't want to create misunderstandings as we don't know each other well yet and I can't expect him/her to understand me from my shoes.They also think that I'm too proud because I always tell others that I don't like comforting others when their upset or down as if it's something to blow the trumpet about. I think I have to tell others especially if they're my friends because I don't want them to get the wrong idea that I don't care.Eh I know la its damn sad to have this kind of friend.And I think I have said this before.After this sure got hate comment pfft.
Sorry, whoever who tagged me I can't think of 8.
Hi!
I've been updating frequently lately.
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Oh, and I like the default type font of my college.
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p/s : its my 6684th day alive! Really! :D (hint : learning Excel pfft)
Golden couple - Siew Wan & Eric.
Oleng (Orange) who's name is actually Juice. You get the drift haha.
Kelvin
HAI!
Just to let you people know that Krispy Kreme is coming to town :D
Malaysia - Times Square!
Yeay, my original is coming to me!
I wonder if they give free donuts to every walk in customer like how they did in Korea.
Everytime I go to Myeong Dong (central of Korea for youngsters) and start to get a little tired sight seeing, I always walk in and get my donut and walk off pfft. Most of the time I get a 3 ringgit bottle of water lah. So like a donut plus a bottle of water = RM3!
I doubt they'll do it here though!
A dozen costed about 30 ringgit! Or was it 60 pfft.
I'm not a fan of Krispy Kreme but a fan of their original flavor donuts
:D :D And I always like to see how they make their donuts so when I want to stray away form all the people I used to walk in the shop and just stand there for 15 minutes looking at the donuts roll from dough, to perfectly fresh donuts!
Yah damn weird but I got companion one ok. Pfft.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry, feel offended or complimented.Exams ended early today at about 11 but the train I had to catch was about 3PM so my classmates and I hung out at A1 (where we always do!) until I had to leave and played this game called Kurap where you exchange cards in rotation until you get a full set and the person who's the slowest gets an alphabet from K-U-R-A-P each time, and when you have all five alphabets have you choose in between the infamous truth or dare.Thats not the point.Then it came to this part where I lost so I chose the boring "Truth" (p/s : yes i don't to dares pfft cause im kicimiao). Nobody had any questions to ask me pfft so suddenly a classmate(name undisclosed) was whispering to Marv asking him if he could ask me this question. His face suddenly turned very serious, looked suspiciously at me(while I was having tomyam fried rice whee!), turned back to Marv and the whole table started getting tense. I suddenly felt as if like I did something wrong until when Marv expression suddenly turned "What the heck?!" and asked said classmate to ask me himself.So he did.Guess what he asked!Are you a spy from Mongolia??!?!?!?!?!SPY? From MONGOLIA?The whole table all bursted into massive laughter and thought he was trying to be funny but he was like "I'm serious! Look at her IC picture (they were passing it around earlier). It's kind of fake and I have been suspecting." Suddenly we all turned into an awkward silence staring at each other then he asked for us to give him a week.For what?To ask the History Law teacher about all the spy details and so that he can track me down pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft!"Just give me one week. Sorry I cannot say much cause you are here"Zomg.Said person if you are reading this, good luck because I, the spy won't tell you Im actually the real spy if im the spy pfft. If only you can read spy language, you would be able to decode what im saying. spy spy spy spy spy spy spyI mean seriously,
Does this joker face..
...look like a spy to you pfft!and to know he was damn serious was what's most shocking.
I later asked him what made him think so to support his assumption and he just mumbled
"You don't look Malaysian, your attitude is not like Malaysian....and..I cannnot tell you much. Just give me one week"
Man, I guess should feel complimented when he didn't answer me when I asked if I looked anything like Altantuya.
You don't want to know how I think I did for my papers today. Well, I think I did fair but not enough to excel. Well, I don't usually expect much from my neverending essay answers for a question worth one mark.
I have this very bad habit of writing lengthy answers because I believe if I keep writing, the drift will come in. In the end, I think in the end I'm only rephrasing my points. I was answering my paper when my Media History Law lecturer came next to me and said "Natalie, it's only one mark per question?" upon seeing my answer pfft. Maybe others may think of it has being kiasu but I really am like that even when I'm talking. I give you a whole long story and beat around the bush (because I dont know what my point is) and finally I would come to the point and find that I have mentioned it earlier at the content pfft.
Truth to be told, I really like exams which is why I don't get scared - if being worried and being scared are two different things. You know everytime I sit for the exam, I dont worry for the fact that I'm going to fail or do badly (even if I were to). Instead I worry for the money that's been paid to actually learn all these things and I don't even get to answer. It doesn't really matter to me who leads the lot, or whos doing better than who. Peer pressure is good but competition is not something I'd consider healthy.
...and I did something silly silly for one of my papers.
sigh, oh well learn from mistakes!
I was going through my pile of pics from the CD's I burnt here are some funny ones that brought back some memories.
our class party - yes that flour and eggs!
I totally don't recall this but this mean I was in Hollywood? *teary eyes
Jon wih Kim V on my birthday.
Eh I just noticed I actually had gatherings, although only this once.
Kheng Loon who's missing in Aussieland :(
Vivien I don't know if you like this picture because belum your eyeliner phase but I think it's so refreshing to look at it with Dexter beside you when both of you were so young!
When Ginny and I were on like very bad terms but I was trying to loosen up the ambience so I pretended to be very cool and invite for a picture pfft.
Jon do you still look like this!
Eh but I don't think you even read my blog pfft.
Moon remember this haha. Damn cacat my face why they choose this pic :(
This was also another shoot right? The one in the house?
My classmates that were with me for 3 years since Form 3!
Form 3 at Endau Rompin after PMR.
Grandma's 78th?
