Chatty Lass

I realised while busy making the list of things I'd want for myself to accomplish before I turn 30, I completely left out the part on the carnal pleasures I like to lavish on myself and also indulge in once in awhile.

Now, I am woman enough to tell you that I like all things beautiful and yes, it includes those glittery objects, flawless arm candy and expensive material to adorn my figure.

I desire to be successful in the career path I've chosen because I am finally doing something I can see myself in, whether it is for the next couple of years or my entire life. This is what I excel best in, and it took some convincing on my parents but I would not trade what I am doing now for anything ( Except maybe a chance to perform on Broadway or a recording deal, but I'm halfway through La-La Land right now, so you'll ignore the sky-high ambition babbling ).

I've come up with some of the finer things in life that I'd like to get my hands on, before I'm 30:
1. Manolo Blahnik heels
If you've watched Sex and The City and seen those blue Blahniks Carrie Bradshaw have, you'll want to own a pair too.
2. Christian Louboutins, Jimmy Choos, heels, and more heels.
3. Christian Dior haute couture
4. Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Prada bags.

I can't go on, it's endless. I am salivating ( not drooling, mind you ) as I am typing. I love shoes and I have quite a collection of them, I must admit. But I will continue to save every penny I have till... Well, till I can get my first Blahniks, I suppose *winks*

Oh and by the way, Christmas is approaching pretty soon. The jingles of Christmas bells has already been downloaded into my memory centre, and has irritatingly uploaded itself and begin playing without my approval, reminding me to begin Christmas shopping.

This Chatty Lass went to visit her aunt that has just given birth a couple of weeks back. And the moment I saw baby Joyce, I just melted. Rather, my heart melted.

And I also saw my other very adorable nephew. Denzel is three-plus and he is brilliant with a very mischevious twinkle in his eyes.

His mummy is also expecting and he'll be a big brother next February. It wouldn't be long till family gatherings are filled with the wonderful sound of coos and gurgles of babies.

For the opportunity to carry babies again and breathe in the sweet-smelling baby's breath, I look forward with eager anticipation for the next family gathering...

Today is my sis' birthday. So, in honour of her birthday, I took her out for lunch and also to watch High School Musical 3 ( To be honest, I am not particularly fond of it but well, it's her birthday ).

And I have to say, the third installment reigns as my favourite, thus far. The storyline of the show is nonetheless cheesy, as it always has been though I did find myself humming to the tune of some of the songs which means the songs has had an impression on me, one way or another. But, this is hereby NOT a public declaration to suggest that those are poignantly written, career-launching songs. Neither are they songs that people will remember as 'great' another one or two years down the road.

I pride myself in being incredibly honest, so I will give praise where it's due. This is a huge step-up from HSM 1 and 2. Also, the new dance routines are more mature although the moves lack variation as some of the moves are a repetition ( From the previous ones and also in this particular movie itself ). All in all, the conclusion I've come to is, it is definitely not a RIVETING watch but it does qualify in the 'Alright-to-watch' category. Not great, it's alright.

And also,

For Angeline,

I hope that one day when you finally read this, you'll know that I mean this from my heart. You have driven me up the wall and through the roof 99% of the time but you also have a good and loving heart. I'm thankful to have a sister like you. I love you, sis.

There is so much I wish I had told you.

• I was touched when you took the effort to buy me lunch, knowing that my hectic timetable left me no chance to get a quick bite.
  
  
• I loved the wonderful smell of your cologne.
  
  
• I loved walking down the streets with you. I loved how your palms felt against mine.
  
  
• I loved the witty jokes that you made. I laughed so much, my stomach and jaw ached. Eventhough some of them were so silly, it made my day so much better and brighter.
  
  
• I treasure the perfume you gave me so much, I take it out just to have a whiff of it every now and then.
  
  
• I cherish the pats on the head, hugs and kisses you gave me. I can still feel the warmness of your hands on my face.

Above it all, I wished I had told you this. I know how much it pained you that I've never verbalise it.

But here it is now, I love you. I did, I still do and I always will.

"First romance, first love, is something so special to all of us, both emotionally and physically, that it touches our lives and enriches them forever."

Rosemary Rogers 

After the service was over, picture taking ensued.


Joshua, the archangel. Or at least he attempts to look like one. It's more of cymbal-at-the-back-of-the-head guy meets Zohan. In the background huddling a backpack is Alwyn.

Close-up.

After having a hearty lunch, there was a heavy downpour. I took some pictures of the raindrops. They're luscious.

I visited the Tropical Spice Garden sometime during the past two weeks and I came to a stunning, winding cobblestone steps.

I am indeed an old soul, and I'm proud of it. Gonna go fetch a cup of cuppa now =)

I have said it before, and I am gonna say it again, I absolutely adore my dog, Max. And Max, he's the greatest.

Max is of the miniature poodle breed (I love golden retrivers too). Poodles are regarded as one of the smartest breeds of dogs, and I can fully attest to that.

I was taking some random shots of him and I realised that he looks so cute that I decided to post them for your fun viewing.

His eyes are expressive, aren't they ? And gorgeous too..

Decided to get a dog yet?

Hi everyone, this is Max here. While my Mummy went on her 'well-deserved' vacation, she left me home alone, all by myself, without food and water....

*smack, smack*

That is the sound of Mummy smacking my cute bottom for exaggerating. She actually sent me to a lovely pet hotel called Sugar Rae at Tanjung Bunga. There, Aunty Kim looked after me for the five days that I was there, and I must say, I was comfortable there.

I actually stayed on ground floor but Aunty Kim said I was too noisy. Well only because everytime the door opened, I thought it was Mummy coming for me, so I called her as loudly as I could. Too bad that I was deemed as noisy so Aunty 'upgraded' me to the first floor with a spectacular view.

I was happy for the first two days, then I begin to miss my Mummy already. Somehow, I got the feeling that Mummy missed me too. My suspicions were proven true as Mummy hugged me so tight that I almost suffocated, whispering in my fluffy ears 'I miss you so much, darling' when she picked me up later on.

Time flew and days passed. And for what semed like eternity, I saw a familiar figure moving towards me from afar. "That can't be Mummy, can it ?", I thought to myself. But as the figure drew closer, it was indeed Mummy. I jumped for bloody joy, of course. I was jumping up and down, all over the place, yelling out 'Mummy' in the best way I know how. I could see Mummy waving at me, calling my name and laughing at my exuberance.




Me, safely snuggled in Mummy's arms




Caught staring




This is the I-am-getting-annoyed-and-not-amused look I gave Mummy when she kept me in her never-ending photoshoot





P/S : Ben is staying over in my place this weekend. His Daddy is Mummy's uncle and we'll be having a slumber party. Yay!

Hi,

I am back. My apologies for not updating my blog and posting new entries. I went off with Le Family to the KL for a short R&R as well as retail therapy.

I did not buy much. But Daddy did make me a very happy girl when he got me a new pair of Nike Air and my, are they gorgeous.. And not only are they pleasing to the eyes, they are of extreme comfort to my feet. I fell in love with them as soon as I laid eyes on them, after looking through so many stores ( I am extremely fussy )

Anyway, what I wanted to talk about was not about the things I got but of something that annoyed me very much. I had to hold it in me for two whole days before being able to blog about it. So, here goes...

It happened in the elevator I was riding. The elevator doors opened when the bell chimed 'Ding', and I was about to exit. But my intention to do so was cut short when the awaiting passengers outside poured into my path and completely overwhelmed me. I was shocked and very much irritated by this rude behaviour. Normal, polite and civic minded people would usually stand to the side of the elevator, wait till all the passengers exit, and then enter. But not here, no siree.. These people are so worried that they won't be able to catch the next elevator that they resort to being so utterly senseless and not to mention, just plain rude. And this happened not once to me, but TWICE ! You could say that I was more than irritated when this occured.

No wonder Malaysians are voted as one of the least polite people in survey polls, recorded by Reader's Digest. I wouldn't dare to imagine what those visiting Malaysia would think of us. Also, we lack the usage of the simple 'Please' and 'Thank-You'. Those are the basic and fundamental values of a person. These are things taught to all of us from the very day we were born, our preschool teachers arduously instilling them in us while we were in preschool, and not to mention our parents constantly drilling those words in our heads. But still, many times in vain.

I am very particular when it comes to mannerisms and ettiquettes. Not to be high and mighty about it, or all Western, but I personally believe that this is the very substance of who a person is. Your manners are the first impression you leave, and it will be the defining point of who you really are. And I am thankful to have parents who are so meticulous about this, that I am brought up with the full awareness of being polite and well-mannered. And, I am going to make sure that when I have my lovely children in the future, they are going to be the most well-mannered children there is.

So, all of this boils down to upbringing as well as culture and in the end, who we choose to be. If I were to be elected Prime Minister ( That is a very far-fetched idea, it looks silly even as I am typing it, thus the bold impression ), perhaps the first thing I would implement is for the citizens of Malaysia to be enrolled to preschool again, to re-learn all the basic values.