Somehow this post that I posted just now is not appearing on my blog. It’s on Xanga and Livejournal but not on this blog. Stupid betul. So do me a favour, and click on the link to read the entry. Thank you.

Tiu. I swear I am the most fucking dumbass blogger ever. I changed the date for the entry mentioned above to the 31st December without realising. No wonder it wasn’t showing. It’s still the 30th. Knn.

I’m half way done with the cleaning up. Stopped because I got hungry and couldn’t stand sneezing every few seconds. Oh how I hate dust. My magazines are so neatly stacked. Am so proud. Haha.

Leucine and I are frustrating over New Year’s Eve celebration. We both want to go out but there seems to be no plan. It’s freaking tomorrow and there are no plans. Oh my damn. I want to have the new year feeling. Fireworks and shit. Maybe even kisses during it. LOL.

Shit. I’ll be keeping my fantasies to myself from now onwards.

The title is based on Bernard’s overused line yesterday.
Actually this entry was one with the previous but grrr, whatever.

I had tons of fun yesterday although I’m not sure the others enjoyed it as much as I did. Even Velocity couldn’t make me feel bad when I was outside of Pyramid overlooking Lagoon. Amy was kind of moody, I guess and Michy got emo because of the jerk who showed up right before we went home. I think he ruined her day. Tiu.

We as in Bernard, Damien, Michy, Amy and I left Klang about 4-ish. We went straight to Asia to have lunch and were there for four hours before deciding to go Pyramid. The girls managed to persuade the guys to not go clubbing since we had to be real good girls and get home before 10pm.

Here are some of my favourite pictures of the day, unedited simply because I’m too lazy to do so.

I want to upload more pictures but, yes you’ve guessed it, the connection sucks. Maybe when it gets better, I’ll be done photoshopping them so then I’ll upload.

Tommy and I’ve planned to clean our room today. From the shelves to the wardrobe to the computer table to the tv stand to underneath the bed. I’ll be taking a part the computer so that I can wipe off the dust that’s covering the table for months. I have to reorganise my books and magazines to make space for my new books which I’m going to buy on Tuesday. School’s on Wednesday and I’m buying on Tuesday, damn smart right?

… Amy’s buying on Wednesday. Ahaks.

My body aches but I can’t wait to start working on it. Imagine the calories I’m going to burn by scrubbing.

For the past few weeks, my eyes have been really red even without my contact lens on. I get up from sleep and they’re already bloody red. Amy told me to stop wearing the lens for a couple of days and stick with my glasses until the redness goes away.

Well yesterday night I found out what was the cause. Yes, my contact lens are but it’s not because I didn’t clean them right or the solution’s screwed or whatever. It’s because they’ve expired.

They can only be worn for a month and I’ve worn the same pair for almost two months now. I thought each pair could last three months. How abso-fucking-lutely dumb of me.

I think I better cut the crap and start cleaning. Toodles.

I don’t know if I have all the events right but I’m just way too lazy and tired now to go through the archives again. Refer to the previous entry if you do not get it, please. At first I had the semangat to write pages but it’s gone now, so I’ll keep it short, but not that short.

Since everybody’s doing this, why not me? I went through the archive (again) and picked out the events that I thought was worthy enough to be The Best & Worst Of 2006. LOL. I kid. I didn’t list them properly so bear with it.

Here you go, my 2006 from January to December. Enjoy.

› ’06’s New Year.
› First day of school and AhCheng’s too.
› Class streaming.
› My Chinese New Year.
› One thing of those things that affected my life and made major changes.
› Where the love for Krumping started.
› The move from Blogger to Wordpress.
› The 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06.
› My first trip to Gua Musang.
› Asian X Games Baby!.
› The OFFICIAL move from Blogger to Wordpress.
› The new principal, I-forgot-her-name-again.
› Charity.
› FIFA’s final match. Italy V.S France which France should have totally won.
› Ballet performance after two years.
› My sweet sixteen.
› Heidi !.
› The first day out together with the girls.
› The announcement about the break up.
› Laundry night !.
› My first accident.
› He’s back in our daily lives.
› The amazing people I’ve grown to appreciate more.
› KL International Buskers’ Malaysia Grand Parade.
› My first prom.
› My first date for a different prom & a performance with new friends and old.
› Christmas Eve ‘06.
› Harry Potter’s last book’s name revealed.

Each year, there are always ups and downs. This year was no different. I’m glad the changes that happened made me feel like a new person. The choices I’ve made have made me happy. There are no serious regrets that can make me wish I can turn back time. I’m happy with everything so far. Sure there is still him in my life but I’m immune to his presence, I guess.

We’re starting off 2007 on a Monday. I like that. I don’t know why, but I like that.

What am I hoping for and hope to do in 2007, I really don’t know. SPM is definitely something I must pay serious attention to, d’ohhh. I guess I’ll just take every single thing that comes along as it comes. Handle it slow and steady.

Resolutions are always made but not complete so why waste time making them up. Better just let everything be spontaneous. That’d be more fun and real.

Before I forget or remember when it’s too late, I’d like to wish all,

I’m not going to Velocity tomorrow. It’s confirmed, I think.

Heard from a reliable source that the security is strict as hell.
They might even be bringing in the K9s to sniff for drugs. Dang.

Even so, Michy, Amy & I are still going to Pyramid tomorrow to hang out since Michy wanted to before school starts again. We’re pretty broke but heck, we miss each other. Ngek.
Bernard‘d be fetching us.
Thanks a bunch, Nerd. Don’t say I don’t appreciate.

The spyware suddenly appeared again today.
Grr, I thought it was gone for good.
So Cheng Yong if you’re reading this, please bring that antivirus software cds you were talking about to school on Wednesday okay? I waited for you to come online, but you didn’t at all.

In fact, most of the people in my list are offline. Goddamn earthquake.

Ahhhh. Finally I can read my blog and post up entries again.
I’m pretty sure by the time most of you get online, it’s been a long day of trying right?

During the afternoon, I wrote an entry blaming TMNet for the screwed up connection but of course, it couldn’t even publish. I take those words back now.

After yoga, I hung out with T-Jin and he told me he couldn’t get online too. Fortunately he knows the reason why and told me, otherwise I’d still be blaming streamyx. The two earthquakes that struck Taiwan on Boxing Day (26th) caused a fault on one of the cable network thinggy. Read this article in The Star for a better explanation.

26th is like damn suey*, dont you think? Hmmm.

Like the fuck lahh. When will everything be fine again? I’m pretty sure a lot of websites’ are hosted in Taiwan, so if the servers spoiled or something, confirm they need quite some time to sort things out. And if not the servers, how about the spoiled cable?

Google is fucking dope by the way. Mad respect. It was the only website I could access since the afternoon. Blogger, GMail and every other thing under Google were accessable.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a cold blooded bitch, I feel darn bad for those victims. I had tears in my eyes when I saw the father of this really cute little Taiwanese boy hugging the kid on the news just now. I guess they were separated when they were rescued from the collapsed building the kid was saved from.

Oh my fuck. I found out how long they are going to take to repair the cable thinggy. Three weeks, but “quality will improve day by day.” according to this article.

Great, just great.

* - unlucky in Hokkien.

Harry Potter’s last book of the series has a name ! *drum rolls*

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallow.

Dear JK Rowling,
Please take all the time you need to write the book. We (the fans) honestly don’t mind waiting for another 5 years just as long as you promise the last book would be thicker than Harry Potter and The Order Of Phoenix.

and pleaseeee don’t kill off Harry Potter.

Much love,
Kimberly.

Everybody is like off to camp.
Leucine, Nigel, Alvin, Bevan and uhm who else ah?
It’s like a freaking party. Haha.
Bevan tried to make Michy to make me go but no way.
Dad will definitely go ballistic and plus Michy didn’t go too.
What’s fun without her at a camp where I’ll prolly know less than 5 person?

Oh shit. I’m supposed to be washing the dishes. Be right back.

Done. So now I’m munching Kraft’s Chips Ahoy! Chocolate Chip Cookies. They’re not bad. I should be cutting down all those snacks I’m having. Just look at the my chin and the size of my waist. Knn.

James Brown died. Damn. I didn’t know until Dennis told me. Passed away on Christmas morning due to heart failure. Don’t think it hurts right? Anyway, rest in peace, godfather.

Grrr, school’s next week. I have no idea when exactly it’s starting. I kept telling my mom it was on Monday but then my brother hit me with “Monday’s new year, moron”. Rightttt. So when’s school starting? Wednesday? So weird man, starting in the middle of the week but am not complaining. Closer to the weekend. Whee.

We haven’t even buy our school stuffs yet. Most prolly going tomorrow, I guess. Gotta reorganize my bookshelves. Wipe the dust off my computer table. Kill the muffucking ants that’s running all over the place. Fuck, my room is a mess. *curse curse*

Chinese New Year is due in two months, that is if I’m not wrong. Mom will be freaking out soon. I can already imagine her lecturing and screaming at the top of her lungs askhing us to clean this, move that, wipe this, throw that. Dang, I feel like a house elf already.

I promised Michy I’m going to go to school every single day from next year onwards. No more oversleeping. No more coming late. No more all that crap. Cause for one, I’m taking the bus to school next year, so confirm won’t be late and there’s going to be less than 250 days to see my buddies before we go on our own separate ways. Owh, I get bloody emotional when I think about it.

PMR results are coming out on this Thursday.
To all my form3mer friends, good luck. Don’t freak out the night before ’cause you don’t wanna look bad when you pick up your 7a result, do ya? Haha.

Shit. I realise how unexciting my previous post is but believe me the night was truly wonderful. Cannot stop thinking about it. So drama, I know.

After the first and only Christmas present given by mom years ago (it was a dress) when I was about 8 years old, I finally received another Christmas present on the eve’s morning. The Delivery Boy called and woke me up at about 11am and without brushing my teeth or even washing my face, I went out of the house. He made me open the car’s trunk, revealing a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers.

Imagine those beautiful big, yellow flowers practically glowing (okay. exaggerating) under the sun. Put a smile on my face, I tell you and all the while my eyes were only half opened.

My mom loves sunflowers and you should have seen the look on her face when I walked back into the house with it. Haha. She hid it for me from dad and told me how to take care of it so that it won’t wilt so soon. It’s residing on one of my bed’s post now, leaning on the wall.

So I went for a movie with my family just now. Supposedly we were only going to watch it at BRSC but upon seeing the cars queuing at the entrance of the parking lot, my dad decided to head over to Sunway. It’s a miracle. Christmas must have made him feel bad for how he treated us yesterday, so he’s trying to make it up, I guess. Whatever.

We had lunch (my breakfast) at Sushi King. I thought it kind of suck. The salmon was not fresh. Didn’t say anything but I know the whole family agrees with me.

After lunch, dad asked me to withdraw some cash from the atm. While queuing up, I saw these three brothers all wearing the same shirt. The first thought that came to my mind was “Damn, these kids must have a hard time. They don’t even get to choose their clothes.”

Eragon was nice. At some point I thought the acting was quite fake, but the whole dragon rider thing made the movie dope. The dragon was really cute and I think Saphira is a beautiful name, whatever it means.

The movie is based on a novel of the same name and of a trilogy called Inheritance. The author’s name is Christopher Paolini. This is the official website. I might be buying the books to read now after I’ve watched the movie. Pretty sure the book’d be better than the movie itself. They always are.

At the end of the movie, I was all about …

First off,

Merry Christmas To All My Sayangs !

I kept forgetting to wish people when they call. I’m such a bad person.

My Christmas Eve was fun as hell. I spent the night celebrating at Sunway. Went to Flams. So called first time clubbing. It was really pack and the dancefloor was small. Right, so my first was just okay.

The Oasis Boulevard (i think that’s the name of the street) was like a freaking war zone. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t as bad as Bangsar’s or Bukit Bintang’s but damn, everyone was mental. I’m not objecting to people having fun but I hate it when I get attack out of a sudden with that stupid can of foam. The strings are okay, it’s the foam that I wish people would stop buying. It’s fucking soap lah, people. By the time we walk from the main entrance to Flams, everybody was sticky. Tiu.

We met Francis and his girlfriend there. I met Ru Sheng in Flams. I even saw my 23 years old cousin brother there, hanging with a bunch of ahpek-look-alikes, spraying at each other like 15 year olds. Damn embarassing, I didn’t say hi.

Bevan came around 1am after he got back from Bukit Bintang. The boy had a tough night and he was pretty glad it was over by Christmas Eve. Well least you had friends who were there for you through it all. Smile and have a good Christmas.

I brought my camera but I didn’t take any picture.
Should have left it at home, along with my bag.

… Gotta go. Going for a movie with parents. Duhh.

WARGHHHHH.

I’m so freaking pissed with myself.
How fucking dumb can I be?
I accidently went and download spywares.

Was going through some videos in Friendster and I saw three links and I click on one which is the YouTube Downloader. Thought it’d be pretty cool to have it, so I downloaded and installed it within minutes. Didn’t even cross my mind that it’d be filled with spywares. I mean these kinda stuffs usually are, right?

I’ve always been so careful since the last time I reformant my computer, so why today so dumb?

The freaking pop up ads are annoying the heck outta me. Somebody please tell me what to do. I’m scanning my computer with the free tool from Trend Micro. I trust Trend Micro. :] I don’t have any anti-virus softwares.

Gahhhhh.

Oh my. It’s Christmas Eve already.
Luckily for me, I’ve already have plans but am afraid dad will ruin ‘em. Bitch.

Friday was the Christmas Stardust Prom.
Frankly speaking, it wasn’t really fun. In fact, the only reason why I had fun was because we, as in the people in my table and Vivien’s table made it fun. We shouted, cheered, screamed when necessary. I swear, we were the only people in the ballroom that was so excited. Even by the time the dancefloor was opened, half of the guests had already left. How screwed. Most of the proms or parties I go to, people usually can’t wait until they get to boogie on the dancefloor. This time no one even step into the dancefloor besides the people from the tables I mentioned earlier. The VIPs (comittees) did but when it was almost over.

Bevan was my date for the prom.
My first and his first. Date for prom, I mean.
So couldn’t blame me for bragging right, Bev?

Damn. At first I thought he totally forgotten about the prom because he didn’t call on Thursday to ask where to meet up and I couldn’t get through his number at all. I totally gave up by Friday evening but luckily the boy called with his mom’s number, telling me he’s been trying to contact me the whole day when I was doing the same to him. Funny shit.

Anyway, the crew performed. It was a major crisis because of me.
Yes. Me. Kimberly me. Why?
You are allowed to laugh like hell after you read but no teasing or reminding me afterwards okay.
I swear I’ll whack you upside down if you did. Grr.

MY ROXY PANT BURST !
You didn’t read it wrong, not tear, but burst.

There, you can laugh your ass off now.

Fucking hell, I knew when was it when it happened when I was dancing but I didn’t know it blasted a goddamn hole at the back of my ass. Tiu. I’m pretty sure everyone in the room saw. Thank holly shit they didn’t laugh there and then. Alvin saved my life, literally. In the end, we danced the whole routine all over again from the beginning after I’ve changed the pants.

Thanks to all my lovelies for cheering me up and telling me it was okay.
You guys are angels, you know that?

6teen, a band, performed too.
They covered two songs (i think) and played one written by their bassist.
They were alright.

There was a lot of prizes given away. There was Best Dressed and Stardust King & Queen. Alvin and Chai Yin won the King & Queen title. There was also lucky draws, goodie bags and lots of other stuffs sponsored.

Chai Yin and I changed into our dressed after our dance. I wore the same dress I wore to STAR Prom. Didn’t even bother to shop for a new one because I don’t wear dresses
and I’m not that kind of person that usually goes to formal events. I even wore heels. My new, white barbie plastic like heels. I had a hard time walking but I made it through.

After the prom, Bernard, Tee Liang, Damien, Michy, Bevan and I decided to go to Modern for the after party session. Upon reaching, I took out my jacket and wore it cause too revealing lah. Haha. Alvin, Chai Yin, Vivien and Arieni showed up later on. Now can you imagine five girls in dresses and high heels sitting down at the mamak. Totally don’t belong.

The sponsors. Beaubelle, Seventeen, Torque and Sense Style.

The disco lights.
Sixteen opening the night with I-forgot-the-song-name-again.

The boys. Alvin and Francis.

Our performance. The first three was before the pants you know what.

I had that whole pouty thing going on. What the hell. *smacks self*

My eyes are struggling to stay open.
Would go sleep but I need to blog first.
Don’t want to delay pictures and my bitchings.

I missed RTW.
Yes, I am so fucking disappointed.
It looks great on Schizzie’s album.
Confirm hype like mad.
Gahhh. Nevermind, there’s always next year.
Hopefully a better and doper one.
Uh, pleaseeeeee better let it be.

Friday was spent with the girls at Pyramid.
Mom sent me over to Amy’s crib before heading to her meeting at KEC.
Michy came afterwards.
We were taking the train so Amy’s sister, Lin fetched us to the station.

It was a fucking memorable ride because it was Michy’s first.
First time ever taking a train to anywhere at all.
We just had to take pictures to remind ourselves 5 years later.

After passing the ticket barrier, Michy forgot to take her ticket.
Damn machine was making annoying sounds until she turned back, took a second look and realised that she actually had to take the ticket after it allows her to pass through.

Goddamn, it was funny.
Amy and I laughed so hard.

Most of our time there were spent in the cinema and Uncle Lim’s Kopitiam.
We decided to watch Barnyard because we don’t think we could have been able to buy tickets for The Haunted Apartments.
We had our emo talk at Uncle Lim’s. LOL.

We went back around the evening.
Amy had to go back early because she had to go to her granny’s place to help out before her relative’s wedding on Saturday. Then Michy decided to go back to Sunway again after making hundreds of calls. Hang out with Michy while waiting for Tee Liang and Bernard to pick her up at Modern. They were going to Lagoon for the Fresh Faces beach party.

That day was the longest time I’ve ever hang out with my one of my best girl.
How fucked up and wonderful at the same time hor?
Well, I love the moments and her.
Can’t wait till our baking day, whee.

Michy was snapping all the way with the camera.
I swear I have more of her pictures.
Dalam cinema pun nak camwhore, apalah.

In the car, on the way to the station.
Lin is damn weird.
I don’t know if it’s because she doesn’t know the way but she took more than 20mins to the station when she could have just reach there in 10mins if she took the other way.

(i think it was 20 minutes. it certainly felt like it)

Buying our tickets.
We made Michy buy because it’s her first mah.
Amy had to show her all the buttons needed to press to buy the tickets before cancelling the order and then let Michy do it all over again, by herself. Lame but funny okay.

Like what the fuck.
My hair look so fucked. Grrrr.
Am so going to do something with it.
Let’s say rebonding / straightening again?
Or maybe just a haircut to style it back to shape?

Lemme know if I should or not, peeps !
I don’t trust my own taste anymore.

Since there was no RTW for me, I had practise with Alvin and Francis at Alvin’s house which is right beside of Vivien’s. When I was looking through his stuffs in the living room, I saw a graduation picture beside the television, I gasped. Guan Seng is Alvin’s elder brother. Like I’ve said before, what a small world, or rather Klang.

We practised until his parents came home around 9pm, I think.
Chai Yin was at Midvalley with her aunt and Ling so she couldn’t make it.
I was spun and grabbed around the waist so many times, it hurts now.
My neck too.

I really want to celebrate Christmas’s Eve and New Year’s Eve out.
Not home but out with friends.
Hopefully I’m allowed to.

On the 29th at Sunway Lagoon,

One of the two events I’m dying to go..
Fuck the age limit, I just want to go.
Damn the whole place gon’ be turned into a freaking club.
The beach pool will be the first room. The dance room.
The wave pool will be the second which is the rnb/hiphop.
From 5pm to 3am, 10 hours of non stop music.

On the 31st at Sepang International Circuit,

I’ve never seen pro drifters in action before.
Sike, didn’t even know there’s an “academy” that teaches
“all the skills you need to master the art of drifting“.
The name’s Angle D5 Drift Academy.

Anyway, the drifting performances is going to be held before the rave begins.
Like a two in one or those scenes in Tokyo Drift. LOL.
Even the Selangor State government is supporting them.

I find this amusing. Why ah?

So far I’ve only read of these cases in books and websites online.
Now there’s one on the loose.
Those poor girls but heck you gotta respect the dude.
The police are still looking for him.
I hope the authorities catch up with his plans and arrest him real soon.

I’m talking about the Suffolk Strangler / Ripper case.

He’s sick and a fucking genius.
I guess he’s a he, they’re always a he.
There are five victimes already but only four are confirmed of their identities.
I think there are still missing girls.

So what if they’re hookers, bitch they’re humans too.
He shouldn’t pick them off like toys or something.
Who’s he to decide if they deserve to live or die.

(uhm. i’ve always consider serial killers as fucking geniuses and are born evil.)

Bernard is now at KEC.
Attending the Mahadi Prom which he’s putting me at fault for going.
According to him, I told him I was going so he decided to go too.
Now he’s making me buy him a glass of Milo Ice to make up for it.

That jerk. Haha.

Today is the day I know for sure that I am and will never be fit to be a fireman / woman.
The job requires you to run up and down the stairs cause you know when there’s fire, elevators are not safe to use. So today when I was walking up the stairs of Era Tinta, Klang (my tuition centre), it popped up at the back of my mind “Oh shit. I’ll never be a fireman.”

There are four floors in the building.
The tuition centre are located on the third and fourth floor.
Upon reaching the first floor, I was already out of breath.
Felt like crawling when I reached the third.
Wanted to stop walking entirely for the rest of my life when I reached the fourth.

So drama, huh?

Thank gord, Amy also felt the same way when I told her about my hatred toward stairs and how I’ll never finish a 100metre run. Maybe it’s because we’re uhm, fat. Haha.

Okay whatever, now’s the time to decide and plan.
This Saturday, macam mana?
Calling Nigel Loon to pay attention.
I wanna go real bad, there are so many good bands performing live.
Yet I know for sure the rempits will be there.
They’re such killjoys.
Oh and there’s the transportation problem too.
Lazy wanna take train all the way to KL.

I haven’t even get my ticket so I need to make up my mind tonight so that I can get it tomorrow.

Here’s the line up for RTW7.

Looking at this table makes me feel like smacking whoever that’s in charge.
How the heck am I suppose to run from the Main Stage to the Indie Stage then back to the Main Stage then to the Discovery Stage within minutes?