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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Taken

Insanefemale says: i had a weird dream
Insanefemale says: it had u in it
whiterabbit says: what did i do?
Insanefemale says: u were trying to save me from scientologists
Insanefemale says: who wanted to kidnap me in their spaceship
Insanefemale says: and i was part of a conspiracy to bring the spaceship down
Insanefemale says: but i didnt want to be
Insanefemale says: lol
Insanefemale says: its weirddd
whiterabbit says: wtf
Insanefemale says: my sentiments exactly
whiterabbit says:that is so going into my blog
Insanefemale says: lol
Insanefemale says: go ahead
Insanefemale says: knock urself out

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/31/2006 01:04:00 am 1 comments

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Breaking out in cold sweat

So after months and months of trying to put it off, I finally did it. I bought the required clothes yesterday, and registered myself for gym. Not one of the big ones like True Fitness, Fitness First or Celebrity Fitness, but one of the smaller ones. I actually had the idea of going for one of the martial arts classes they teach there, but considering my current physical condition, I thought it would probably be a better idea to hit the gym a couple of times first. In fact, I had actually been planning this for months, but continually put it off because exercise was such an alien word to me, let alone the word gym. The idea of exercising in front of other people is expecially daunting.

Then today Significant Other suggested that since we were going down to Sri Hartamas to check on my 'recent acquisition' (*wink wink*), I might as well go sign up for gym. Ok, I thought, I can do this, it's not that difficult. Oh, but it was.

The minute I walked in with Significant Other (a.k.a. moral support), the guy at the counter looked at us. "Yes?" he asked.

Significant Other: *points at me* She's here to sign up for gym.
Me: WAHHHHH!!!! *hides behind Significant Other like a scared little girl whose mother just introduced to someone*
Counter Guy: Uhhhh....
Me: *whimper*
Significant Other: @.@

So after much talking through and me tugging at Significant Other's shirt in a fashion not unlike that of a little girl who is unsure of what she wants, I signed up for the gym. I have no idea when I'm actually going to step in, because now I'm still feeling completely scared and paranoid, despite everyone reassuring me that everything will be fine. Significant Other offered to come with me the first time, but as I pointed out, that's rather silly, especially since he's not joining up with me (because his company provides free gym membership at the one next to his office).

So here I am, feeling completely freaked out at the idea of going to gym, yet not wanting to not go because I've already paid up and gotten the appropriate clothes for it to boot, and wondering just what have I gotten myself into yet again.

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/28/2006 08:50:00 pm 0 comments

Feeling the heat

We're standing near the front of the line at the cinema, buying tickets for X-Men 3: The Last Stand, under the glaring lights of the ticket booths, surrounded by a lot of people.

Me: *fans self* Wow, I'm hot.
Significant Other: *looks at me* Yes, you are.
Me: ...
Me: You know that wasn't what I meant!!!
Significant Other: Hee hee.

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/28/2006 12:48:00 am 2 comments

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Oh the irony

Friend*name changed to protect the innocent*: You know, the same thing happened to me once.
whiterabbit: Really?
Friend: Well, actually, the other way around.
Friend: I was at Vincci looking at sunglasses. The lady next to me was mulling over whether or not to buy the pair that she was holding.
Friend: She put it down and left, after awhile. I noticed that it was only slightly different from the pair I was trying on, and I really liked it. So I bought it.
Friend: As I was finishing up my purchase, she walked back in and asked for that very same pair.
Friend: The expression on her face when she found out it was gone was, uhh, rather indescribable.
whiterabbit: Hahahahahahahahaha
whiterabbit: Did you stick around to see the drama?
Friend: I left as fast as possible ^^;
whiterabbit: Omg hahahahahahahaha
whiterabbit: Poor thing.

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/24/2006 08:46:00 pm 1 comments

Friday, May 19, 2006

Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue

"Why can't I find a nice pair of faded blue straightcut jeans?" has been my personal grouse for the past few months, as anyone closely acquainted with me would know. The pair of faded blue jeans that I owned wasn't worn out yet, but since I've actually put on some weight (wow, I put on some weight. Imagine that) since I've bought it aeons ago, I can no longer fit into them properly. Well, to be fair, they still fit. If you call fitting into them being able to put them on although they're tight as hell and being forced to pop the button after dinner or be threatened with asphyxiation.

One day I gave up the battle and decided to buy myself a new pair. I was in need of shopping therapy anyway, I reasoned. So I happily went out in search for a nice pair of jeans that I could call my replacement. Months later, my replacement was nowhere in sight. All that I had been able to find were dark coloured jeans, both plain and washed, which were apparently all the rage at the moment. Sure, there was Levi's. Unfortunately, I hate Levi's. I sank into despair and moaned to Ee Ee Poh Poh about my woes.

"Faded blue jeans are all the rage right now over here in the States," she told me. "You know how fashion trends here tend to hit Malaysia after a couple of months, so don't worry, you'll probably be able to find it then."

Comforted by her eternal wisdom, I postponed my search for the perfect faded blue jeans and my shopping itch fell into a deep slumber, to be awakened when the time was right...

It happened a few days ago. I went to scratch the itch today. After work, I left for 1 Utama to shop for several items of interest (which I so happened to blog about some time back). My search for jeans had long faded into memory, but since I was walking around the mall having fun, I thought to myself, why not. I looked at everything (which was a bit of a mistake, since I saw so many gorgeous clothes I want but cannot afford, and have no need for, anyway). Then I saw it.

It was the perfect blue. The exact shade of faded blue I had been searching for for so many months. It was straightcut. Within my price range. Had nothing "funny" on it. A simple pair of faded blue jeans. Could it be THE one? I had my doubts. The material was a bit thin. And it was yet another super low-cut pair of pants, which honestly I have had enough of. I can't have ALL of my pants looking like that. But I had heard the blue's siren call and was too weak to resist it. Besides, there were only two pairs left. I went to the dressing room to try it on. It looked FANTASTIC on me. I was sold, mostly. But Significant Other was coming in a bit to join me for dinner. Why not get his opinion on it first before splurging? A second opinion is always good, after all.

So I gave it back to the sales assistant and walked out of the store. Half an hour later, Significant Other arrives, and I persuade him to take a look at the jeans. We walked back to the store. I looked at the racks. Both pairs were gone. Ok, I thought to myself, I just tried one on, it's probably still in the dressing room. So I went to the dressing room. Sure enough, there it was hanging on the rack. I picked it up and looked. It was one size bigger than the one I tried on.

I called the sales assistant over. "Remember that pair of jeans I just tried on just now?" I asked. "Do you still have one size smaller?"

"Let me check," she said, and turned on her walkie talkie. Few seconds later, she looks at me apologetically. "I'm sorry miss, but we're out of stock."

I walked back to Significant Other, who was waiting elsewhere in the store. Seeing my face, he asks, "Are you ok? Didn't you want me to look at something? What's wrong?"

My reply: WAAHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh T__T

Oh well, there's always the branch in Mid Valley. Failing that, I could buy another pair from another store which looked just as good. But it won't be perfect blue.

:(

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/19/2006 01:57:00 am 7 comments

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Dettol kills

I have a habit of showering late at night, right before I go to bed. Since the bathroom is located at the back of the house, near the drains, every now and then we have a problem with insects and what-not climbing into the bathroom. If it's a milipede, I spray it down the drain with the showerhead. If it's a lizard, I leave it alone (except for that one time I saw a house lizard close to the size of my arm on the windowpane, but that's a story for another time). If it's a roach, however, I run screaming and whine for the nearest person still awake to smack 'em dead (Well, actually, no. If everyone's already asleep I wake someone up so they can get rid of it for me. Haha).

So I did my routine check-all-corners-for-anything-unusual before properly stepping into the shower. Halfway showering, however, I turned around and spied a cockroach on the wall. I recoiled in horror. Where the hell did that come in from?! I looked around quickly. My clothes were on the other side of the bathroom. I consider bolting out of the bathroom wet, naked and screaming for the nearest person to save me. Ummm, not an option I'd like to consider.

Against my will, I forced myself to observe the cockroach. How its feelers were feeling its way up the wall. How its feet were touching the wall tentatively, looking for a solid grip. Ewwwwww. Well, at least there are no wings on its back, which means it's not the flying type. Feeling slightly relieved, I continue staring at the cockroach. It was slowly, but surely, climbing down the wall onto the floor. I panic again. Then something catches my eye.

Sitting there on the bathroom shelf was a newly purchased bottle of Dettol. I suddenly remember Significant Other telling me that Dettol kills roaches and reach my hand out for the bottle. Then a thought crosses my mind - what if it doesn't die, and ends up scuttling around the room and me? I remember the one time a cockroach ran across my neck and face. Shudder.

Just as I was about to pull my hand back, opportunity struck. The roach slipped and fell onto the floor on its back. I grabbed the Dettol with lightning speed, unscrewed it and poured some of its contents over the roach.

The roach tried to flip itself around and wriggled its legs in the air helplessly as the Dettol splattered all over it. Few twitches later and it's dead.

Take that, you filthy pervert.

I spray its dead body down the drain with the showerhead.

Final score: Me - 1, Roach - 0

Yay me!

P.S.: This is my first ever roach kill.

Mental note to self: Stop showering so late at night.

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/16/2006 12:30:00 am 7 comments

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Me and my Katamari

I had a surpise waiting for me when I got home last night. As I walked up the staircase to my room, my dad called me over.

"I just picked this up the other day," he said and shoved a white box into my hands.

Taken by surprise, I look down at my hands.

Blink blink. My jaw drops.

I was holding a brand new white PSP.

Holy shit.

MY dad grins. "I thought it'd be nice to have."

Holy shit holy shit holy shit.

My dad picks up two other boxes and shows them to me. "I picked up two games for you guys to play, too."

I take a look. SSX on Tour and Marvel Nemesis: Rise of the Imperfects. Uhh, not exactly stuff I like to play, but still, holyshitholyshitholyshit.

I went to look for my brother. "Hey," I exclaimed excitedly. "We have a PSP!"

He looks up at me and nods. "Yeah."

I grin at him. "You know what this means, right?"

We both grin.

KATAMARI DAMACY!!! Na~ na na na na~ na na na~ na na~ na~ na na na~!!!

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/14/2006 01:33:00 am 5 comments

Monday, May 08, 2006

Stalked

Significant Other: Eh, guess what, all my colleagues know who you are.
Me: Eh???
Significant Other: Remember how I told you one of them saw us at the shopping mall some time ago and ran around telling everyone else how hot you were?
Me: Umm, yeah...
Significant Other: So this other colleague saw us at the mall yesterday and decided to take a photo of you. He MMS-ed it to everyone else at the office today.
Me: WHAT??!
Significant Other: Don't look at me. I only found out because I got the MMS too. It was labeled "[insert Significant Other's name]'s hot girlfriend".
Me: @.@
Significant Other: So now everyone thinks you're hot. Including my boss.
Me: *whimper* T__T
Significant Other: But don't you want to be hot? :p
Me: I AM NOT HOT!!! T__T
Significant Other: But people seem to think you are :/
Me: ...
Me: Next time I am going to wear a paper bag over my head when I go out with you.

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/08/2006 10:53:00 pm 5 comments

Sunday, May 07, 2006

The woes of not being a 100% girl

I have never felt much like a girl. Unlike most girls I know, I don't like romantic movies, nor do I like flowers. I don't get crushes on cute actors/singers, nor do I feel any compelling reason to watch a particular movie simply because a cute guy is acting in it (Of course, the only anomaly in this is that I think Rain is fucking HOT, but it's not like I bother watching anything he's ever acted in or listen to his music. I just think he's fucking HOT). I feel completely lost when girls chat about cute guys and giggle about his cute ass, hair, shirt, whatever. Same thing when it comes to chatting about how to flirt with guys. When it comes to looks, I don't bother accessorizing my clothes much, nor do I bother with perfume. And I absolutely detest wearing skirts unless it's necessary.

When I started college I mostly hung around with guys, because we could talk about games, anime, and a myriad of other interests that most girls would just give me a blank look for. Sure, I had a few girl friends too, but after the fiasco that happened to me in secondary school I was wary. Guys, to me, were so much easier to predict. Even most of the girls I hung around with were like me, people who didn't fit the 100% girly girl stereotype.

After awhile though, the rather obvious happened. I hung around with the guys more than the girls, and we (the girls) started drifting away from one another. Not that I minded being the only female in a group of guys, but it did present me with a problem.

I suddenly have no one to go shopping with.

Guys, as we all know, don't like shopping much. To most of them, it's a chore. However, one of the girly things that I really like to do happen to be shopping. But since I have practically no female friends left, I basically have no one to go shopping with. Oh sure, I have Ee Ee Poh Poh. Who happens to be in a different COUNTRY at the moment. And another good friend of mine from secondary school.......who ALSO happens to be in a different country at the moment. Besides these people there are.....well, myself, and Significant Other (who I will strangle to death on the spot if I have to hear the words "it's oklahhhh" coming out from his mouth ever again). Umm, ok, there's PM and Cyn, but since we're broke like all the time I'd feel bad for dragging them out just because I need to shop ^^;

Suddenly I regret not hanging around with more girls in college. Surprisingly, hanging around with guys all the time just made me realize how female I am. How I love to shop, try on new clothes and makeup and talk about clothes and make up, despite not being a 100% girly girl. And yes, I bleed too. Guys will never understand that, no matter how emphatic some of them might be.

It's been forever since my last really big shopping spree (I think that was the last time Ee Ee Poh Poh came back to Malaysia....which is close to a year ago), and all of a sudden I have a huge list of things I need to buy:

1. Pants - I still need to find a pair of pants to replace the one I can't really fit into anymore.
2. Bag - I could be mistaken, but I think it's been forever since I wanted a small handbag which I could take out with me on a casual basis instead of the one I bring to work.
3. Underwear - Hey, a girl could always do with new underwear.
4. Shoes - Because the last pair of shoes I bought recently developed this nasty bump which annoys the crap out of me every time I wear them.
5. Dress - Because I can't wear the same bloody dress to formal occasions for the millionth time. It gets old.
6. Workout clothes - So I finally have no excuse to not take that kickboxing class.

All I need now is money, and of course, a partner in crime. Anyone?

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/07/2006 01:47:00 am 10 comments

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Tagged

Well, I don't normally do this, but since I am bored and have nothing to blog about anyway...

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Boon Ying
2. Boon (to really close friends)
3. whiterabbit

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My nose
2. My shoulders
3. Does my hair count?

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I am TOO SKINNY!!!
2. That being said, I have a flabby tummy T__T
3. My chin

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Chinese
2. Chinese?
3. I think I'm pure Chinese. Banana, but still Chinese.

THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T STAND:
1. Cockroaches
2. Hypocrites
3. Posers

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Heights
2. Malaysian drivers
3. My imagination

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SHOWS:
1. Uhhh, don't watch TV anymore?
2. Ditto
3. ...

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE JAPANESE ANIMES:
1. Serial Experiments Lain
2. Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind
3. Haibane Renmei

THREE OF YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONGS:
1. Esthero - Wikked Lil' Grrrls
2. Hooverphonic - Renaissance Affair
3. Faithless - Crazy English Summer

THREE MOVIES YOU CAN WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN:
1. Lord of the Rings
2. Big Fish
3. Gattaca

THREE MOVIES YOU WOULD LIKE TO WATCH:
1. Insomnia (ok, this is old, but I've never gotten around to watching it, sadly)
2. X-Men: The Last Stand
3. Superman Returns

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. My contacts
2. My handphone
3. Tissue paper (I have sinus problems)

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Underwear
2. Glasses
3. Pajamas

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Trust
2. Honesty
3. Understanding

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE GENDER THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Eyes
2. Hair
3. Good dress sense

THREE BAD HABITS:
1. Picking at my nails
2. Procrastinating
3. Being stubborn

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Playing games
2. Shopping
3. Driving people crazy

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Finish playing The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion
2. Find out how to fix that stupid #@$&*% gap at the top of my blog
3. Finish this so I can go to sleep

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING OR CURRENTLY PURSUING:
1. Advertising
2. Web design
3. Trophy wife / rich tai tai

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Tokyo, Japan
2. New York, U.S.A
3. Europe

THREE KIDS' NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Ethan
2. Saint
3. Ashley

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Travel around the world
2. Move out of the house
3. Grow fatter

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL (or guy):
1. I like dressing up, although most of the time I'm either too lazy or have too little time
2. I have long hair. Sorta. Bleh
3. I love shopping

INITIALS OF THREE CRUSHES:
1. J
2. P
3. E

THREE PEOPLE YOU TAG TO DO THE SURVEY:
1. Ee Ee Poh Poh
2. Kel! Muahahahaha
3. Uhh, anyone else who's interested (this is just to cover up the fact that I have no friends. Lol)

Published by: whiterabbit # 5/04/2006 11:31:00 pm 0 comments