Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Supersuckinessbeyondwords

6 days of hols left to go
and my camera is on the blink
what am I without my camera?
Feel bloody lost.

In other news, my flights all booked
I leave 14th of June.

Pg & PLR

Sunrise from my balcony in Penang

Our room here

Nat and Mayleen

Short!

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Tuesday, May 30, 2006

What Mayleen & I Did




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After a bottle of wine to ourselves at Mom's


Basking


The swing awaits us


Telling the "Stevo" story
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NOT How I Look Anymore

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More Nonsense

Last night before Mayleen and I went
to sleep in our supercoolnessbeyondwords sea villa

I let her have the soft eiderdown

and took the comforter for myself
at six am, I woke to the sound of the wind howling and thunder booming
as waves crashed underneath us and rain pounded overhead

I was freezing, so I turn on my side and look at her

in the pitch black
trying to think of a way to share her blankie without waking her
suddenly, she says, " Aja can you turn the aircond up please?, I'm feeling hot"

"But I'm freezing," says I

"Oh" says she

"I tell you what, why don't we swap places under the blankets
mine is lighter and yours is warmer"

and just like that, at 6 in the morning, 2 groggy cousins rolled
over each other and into each other blankets
nestling into each other warm indentations
and falling fast asleep

I don't see why this should be of any interest to you
maybe I just miss blogging
so bear with my kok.


Sunday- Lawn Charades, Wine & Pool





Uncle Ray, Szufie loved the Twix so much, in a
"Mine!Mine! and I'm not sharing type of way"
thank you.

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Last Saturday-Penang Hill




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Tresses Be Gone!

I'm sorry to disappoint the
"Aja RAWKS in Long Hair" group
but while I enjoyed the breast skimming tresses
and the fact that for once, it was me whipping other people's
faces with my hair on the dancefloor

But I don't posess the amount of vanity required to
maintain hair that disturbs my ability to float out at sea
talk about suicide

then theres the fact that a hair drier doesn't exist
in my life
and the fact that people keep getting that confused look
on their faces
like today, Peter said "I can't have not seen you for that long"

So last night, after my itchy fingers pulled clump after clump off
at the dinner table than proceeded to leave a trail of locks
in my wake at sea and on land,
I forced my uncle to chop it off.
He refused, said we'd both had too many drinks
I said "If you don't do it tonight, I won't be able to sleep
and I'll be forced to Winona Ryder-ise myself"
and by that, I didn't mean start shoplifting
my uncle loves me
cos I love him and brought him presents
so he did it

Say hello to Aja.

(=

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Then you know what happened after that?
when I woke up at 4 am to go to the loo
in the midst of
a thunderous rainstorm that rocked the very socks of my sea villa?
I freaked that the owner of the hair would
come and haunt me because I hadn't kept all her
tresses together and had disrespectfully
redistributed them all over Pangkor Laut and Pangkor and
the sea in between
I was quaking with so much fear that I actually
like crossed myself and shit
wow, ironic right?
when I'm wearing the hair I don't give a damn where it
comes from but when I take it out
I freak like a bitch.

I got it! I got it!

My visa's been approved!
Woot! Woot!
Howooter!
(For those not in the know, adding 'ho' and 'er' at the front and end of words
is my attempt at chinafiying myself- so far it's going great cos people
give me those looks that I give the noise, phlegm hawking Taiwanese)

Oh yes, my visa.

You know what this means?
I have barely 20 days left in Malaysia
20 DAYS!

OMFG
gotta pack what to take, pack what to store
buy stuff, sell stuff
do things, see people
say goodbye, say hello

I didn't even have time to bake my bread yet!

Arrgghh
and now I'm on effing holiday and I really just can't
wait to go home and get things sorted out
summer clothes, autumn clothes, winter clothes
shoes
what the hell will I do with all my shoes?
Will anybody buy my Celebrity Fitness membership
please? pretty pretty please?
Cheap cheap one.

So much Penang food to eat before I go.

kaythanxbye

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Supercoolnessbeyondwords

Mayleen and I have this excellent system
that seems to have fallen naturally into place
Each morning one wakes up earlier than the
other, makes the coffee and then wakes the other up
when we think the time is right

So every other morning I wake up to coffee
and every other morning, I make the coffee
haha
it's a good thing cos it gives us both some 'me' time

she knows it's real love because
I let her sleep in my bed
and I take the futon
you hear that people?
I let her sleep in my bed, Henry
so I 'm not that bad after all eh?

she stumbles out of the room this morning (noon)
already dressed in her bikini
"Your coffee's over there" I say

"Good, I was about to complain".

Weird

I'm lying on a bright blue towel, upon a lush carpet of grass
the spindly, widespread branches of a 6-foot tall tree
separates me from a sky the exact bright, felt-y blue
as the towel I lay on

I gaze skywards lost in my thoughts
and suddenly my cheeks are wet
and I cry and cry
and the more I do, the more my chest tightens
and my heart constricts into a hard ball
my breathing gets shallower
the hollowness within me grows
I ache silently
for not a soul around me notices
and the next thing I know, I wake up.

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Maybe I 'm (was) too happy

and something just had to come and rock the boat
and when your life is too peaceful
some sort of negativity has to manifest
to balance it out
something always does
or god has to throw you this curveball
"Hey, you think you're happy now huh? Well take peek at this..."

whether in nightmares or life situations

d
ecisions; to risk it, to ignore
to go to stay, to say or not
always, always so cautious, sticking to the plan
but then something comes along and
blows everything
out of the water
far beyond expectations
taking you by complete and utter shock
and you're left with your head in your hands

yeah, yeah c'est la vie and all that jazz.


Friday, May 26, 2006

My Head's All Foggy

Hmmm long hair flowing against one's breast makes one
feel all goddess-nymph like.

Just an observation.

You know,it's bloody weird when you go
from three weeks with the american installments
to 3 with the british one

have to re-learn expressions
like 'tight' becomes 'wicked'
and 'aw fuck!' becomes 'awww bollocks!'

Feels good to have Mayleen around
a female cousin to wake up next to
and walk around the house topless with

yesterday we went grocery shopping
In our basket:
Beer, 7-up and lemons (for dry vermouth), yoghurt
(mostly peach cos we both discovered it's our favourite flavour)
coffee and milk to counter ineveitable hangover
apples (because they're good for you)
and a mango (it smelt too good!)
100 plus, diet coke, sperm joose and chewing gum

Healthy hor?

That'll be our diet , with occasional hawker food
binge-ing(that my cuz so craves) and food reviewing
interspersed with pool-lazing and club hopping
before we leave for Pangkor Laut, Cameron Highlands then Perhentian
on Monday.

YEAH!


Thursday, May 25, 2006

Bangkok, Last Week




Self spoof- last year's June archives


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Elevator Talk

Nat, the Rays and I step into the elevator

"Which floor?" asks Ray Snr.
"Third" answers Nat

Uncle Ray:WHAT did you call me?

Baackkkkk!

Ooooohhh I was just looking through last week's pictures
and really, how do you choose what to put up out of nearly
400 pictures? I don't know where to start
and I am waaaayyyy too tired.

Isn't being off work and on holiday meant to be relaxing?
Somehow it isn't.
Today I am so tired my hands are shaking from exhaustion.
Lastnight I welcomed my cousin from London (paternal side)
and took her for dinner with my maternal family
then we went out and partied til 3
(my cousin from the US's last night)
then I stayed up til 7 to send him off

slept fitfully til 1, then my cousin(London) and I
went for coffee and charkwayteow
(
strange doing that routine with someone else)
before hitting the poolside
dinner with the family
and now, now, Starbucks til the midnight X-men movie
talk about pushing it
but I guess keeping on the move helps one escape

Bangkok was a blast
KL felt weird coming from BKK rather than Penang
Company was great, Grease was so-so
Got hair extensions
Got emotional
Got stressed out
Felt lost
then was found.

Over and out.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

He Says, She Says

He: I think I'll name the new puppy Lulubelle, after you.

She: How cool.

He: Yeah, it was either Lulubelle or Bitch.

Free Cat! Free Cat!


Hop-lee is a persian-siamese mix
Hop-Lee is
3 months old
Hop-Lee
needs a home
fast

Cos we're travelling a bit too much
and my anal aunt just realised that the cat is going to
grow up
and scratch furniture and shed all over

But Hop-Lee is gorgeously cute
A common term used to describe is 'so cute can die!'
and we hate her for bringing Hop-Lee home
then casting Hop-Lee out in the wilderness

Anybody want Hop-Lee?
P.S. You musn't change his
name.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Friday Dinner

Monday, You Got Me Good This Time

Arrrghhh. Grrrrrr. Grunt. Snort. Bash.

I think I am PMS-ing.

blogging
replying emails
cooking
cleaning
talking
editing holiday pics

Don't feel like doing anything.

Hate this.
Hate everything.

Even the fact that I have 2 and a half days of work left
doesn't lift my spirits

I hate that my gym membership has wasted away the past
two weeks

I hate how unfair life is, stupid tests thrown my way when
I least expect

I hate Penang traffic

I hate Mondays

I hate getting out of bed when it's raining out

I hate how people think they know me
without realising they only see one facet of me

I hate how I promised myself that life
would run smoothly and uncomplicatedly before I go
but now that's all just gone with the wind

I hate how things change so quickly without you
realising whats happening

I hate having so little time

I hate not knowing

I hate that coffee does not magically appear when I snap my fingers

I hate the fact that the bread we get on the island is
crap and that I am too busy to make my own

I hate that I can't blog what I need to blog

I hate what I see because it cannot be

Fark.




Last Weekend: Langkawi



Here's my aunt, life beach performance of the Prodigy's Firestarter