Halloween 2010

I have never really attended any Halloween Party in my life, until yesterday. Yes, I never did. I think Halloween is not a very IN thing way back in Malaysia. Although we do have a fair amount of Christians (a good mix of chinese and indians), but I don't see people, or practically zombies roaming Jalan Tun Razak on Halloween's Day!

Here does. I saw penguins, batman, pumpkins (popular one!) and a lizard kid walking along Valero St yesterday. As for the grown ups, I saw skeleton man, accidental deaths, witches, vietnamese souls, vampire (boring!) and mummies -- partying all night long.

And me..? Ha Ha .. I was supposed to be a dead waitress, but my make-up swayed me to another theme. I looked more like a possessed waitress. Imagine I was working late at one particular night, patrons were undoubtedly demanding and I was working my life off. And suddenly, a drunkard came over and forced his stinky breath lips on me...and wooosssshhhh! The devil came to me, gave me unlimited strength...and I strangled the big-O disgusting man to his last breath. And after which, I attended Stellent's Halloween Party. The End.



urrgghh...LAME!

It was not a very very enjoyable party, because I was unwillingly chosen to be the Event MC that night. I was crapping my voice away, and all I've got is a bunch of not so sporting audiences. Well, not all of them, but most of them were so-not-cool. In fact, not everybody came dressed up! Some of them were too shy, a small quarter just wanted to look pretty, and the rest just joined for free food and drinks. Duhhz..should have spiked their drinks with some sorts of poison. If they don't participate to the fun, no healing potion for them!

my-oh-my, no matter what it was -- Yenny's first Halloween Party! Guess I won't have the opportunity to participate in this kinda event anymore. OR else, I can just bring my experience and spirits back to KL, and hope my bunch of buddies there will do something for Halloween 2011!

once bitten....run!

hey you better put more clothes on. You've got a bareback, bra strap is seen and I can even see through that lining you have in there!

Wow, lining! Okay, I wasn't exaggerating at all. Now don't you ask me why I was so "amazed" by that remarks you made that day. You think it was normal, I think it was hilarious! It was breath-taking! It was disgusting.

1. Her sexiness may and may not have anything to do with you. You may choose to visualize, but making verbal connection is putting yourself in a situation which suggests the latter. You do have almost anything to do with her.

2. Making a lame remark, and then transferring the anger (for making a lame remark) on me is never gonna cover you up. In fact, it made the situation go filthy. Very very pathetic too.

3. There's no point of thinking if giving any excuses can make the whole damn thing turn around. What have been said, have been said. Be a gentleman and admit that it slipped your tongue.

Yeah, I am feeling absolutely NOT OK because it feels like an almost-dejavu. I don't want to be placed in a situation I was at before. Not any single chance. It was not easy, and if you cannot be a hero, don't expect me to become one too.

Yeah, a past is a past. I forgive but I couldn't forget. And I don't think any normal human will be able to forget THAT incident. It's just like the art of tattoo. Once you got it in, it's forever there. Laser remove it, but scars remains.

Yeah, I think I have been bitten once , and supposedly I'll be twice shy. But anyone knows me will predict correctly -- I'll run! Being shy is asking too much from me.

So, I have blurted it all out. Here. urrghhhh...should do it at Facebook or somewhere damn visible, but hell...statement too long. Since I won't have the courage to tell you straight to the face, I hope this helps. My therapeutic e-confession.

To, Mr. Muuk.

the power of faith~

At times of adversity, at that thinnest moment of survival, at that cross road of mere success or failure. No one ever tell you that bad moments will last. People you see everyday cannot promise a bed full with roses at every single tick of the clock too. Since in real practicality no one can tell you anything that's virtually confirmed, why care to find external assistance?

The real jig lies in yourself. Faith. The power of believing.

I have at any slightest opportunity, make myself covered with a full blanket of optimism. I do buy the thoughts that good aura makes an ugly encounter seems alright. If I were slapped by something so cruel to hear, I'd try to convince myself "maybe it's not so disgusting if I see it with my own eyes; rather than hearing it". If the visual ability is not cooperating with my cognitive gifts, I rest my case.

Well, I hate to hate when I know it is hatred that's hating me. And I believe the ultimatum of beliefs lies in the believer. If human are build to hate, then let's all rejoice to God's creation of great positive-driven mindset which works like the antibiotics.

Once in awhile, it is time to sit down, pop a pill or two...and tell yourself -- The medicine will work well...because very soon, all the hatred that's agonizing my body & soul will disappear with the power of faith~

But humans! Don't abuse the power of faith. Don't be a betrayer to the light of faith. Don't hurt the people who once believe in you, because once the faith is gone, there is nothing left. You don't always get a chance to resurrect faith.