Song Of The Day - No Goodbyes

This song is dedicated to all of my good friends out there whom I haven't talked to in a long while. I miss you guys! I'm sorry for being such a bad friend....

Offensive

One part of me that I really hate is my anger. I have anger management problem. Whenever I'm presented with a problem, especially if it's family related, my first reaction is anger. I'll be at my confrontational best and I'll go directly into the offensive instead of defensive. 

This part of my personality, I know it since a long time ago. I'm short-tempered and I have a I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude. I guess that's what makes me the worst sort of person to confide in, since I'll not be rational in any given situation, and will probably make things a lot worse than it already is (or probably is).

I don't really know whether I should fix this problem, or even how to fix it. In a lot of cases, anger works for me personally, as a form of self-protection. The angrier I get, the less I get depressed of harsh realities of life. So, it's really hard to let go of it now, when I really don't need it. Anger serves its purpose to protect me before, now it's turning me into someone I don't even like. I guess life is not always about kittens and roses.

Hello

Hello world.

I miss you.

A Woman

In my years of learning about human nature, I've met a lot of types of women. One type I particularly never understand is husband-stealing women. Well, I do understand their motivations, but I don't understand them in general. While I've never say it's only one party to be blamed (the woman), I will focus on the women since men is easier to understand. Men need food, money and women, not in that order.

While women, especially husband-stealing women, desire another person's spouse because, he may be the epitome of:

• stability (married with a wife, kids, house, car, basically the whole shebang)
• trophy (hey, I'm much more attractive than the first wife since I can nab him, no problem!)
• wealth (don't care about other factors, as long as he got money to spare)
• desperation (no possible-husband-to-be in the horizon, so may as well grab whomever in hand)

I have a neighbour, Aunty Z. She's an attractive woman in her 40s-50s (I have no damned idea). She has a high powered job with high pay. She has 2 children between 15 to early 20s. Her first husband was someone else's husband (in other words, she is the second wife and you do know a Muslim man can marry up to 4 wives, like spare tires, right?). The first husband was considerably older with children and he passed away years ago (I think about 4-5 years now).

Now, this money-grabbing bitch is onto her second one. Also another woman's husband with kids. The thing is, both husbands are considerably well-off. In other words, rich. So that's the common denominator. This bitch is marrying the husband in Indonesia to avoid the nitty-gritty of marriage ceremonial law in Malaysia. And to avoid the first wife. 

And my advice to my Mama ever since eons ago, avoid this kind of husband-stealing bitch like a plague. Nothing good will ever come to this type of friendship. And knowing Aunty Z's personality (stuck up, people-user, selfish, money-grabbing, skinflint, judgmental, secretive, emotionless), I'd say ALL WOMEN IN THE WORLD, PLEASE AVOID THIS KIND OF WOMEN. Did I forgot a horrible mother and daughter? Yes, add those 2 great qualities to the mix of horrible personality please.

Life is about balance. You give what you take and some acts are for free. One rule I always adhere is never hurt another person if you never wanted to be hurt the same way. I, for one, will never want to experience the feeling of betrayal and hurt by someone I've built my life with, someone I've built a family with, someone I've give my all to and some one I've trusted for so long. So, I'll never ever (well, I try) steal another person's property (aka the husband).

So women all around the world. Learn this. One thing a woman should never do is hurt another woman. Learn that married means taken for life. Learn that married means prohibited. 

P/S: I also believe in comeuppance. One day Aunty Z will reap what she sow. 

Wake Up With A Smile

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Or not. This is almost impossible to achieve. At least for me. I've never been a morning person. I'm silent at best in the morning. I'm cranky and short at my worst. Wait, there are worst things that I've done as soon as I wake up
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Anyway, morning is never my best time and I rarely wake up early if I can help it. Which is sad, birds and worms and all that. The weird thing is, I do my assignments and studying in the morning. I usually will sleep early at 10ish and wake up at 4 to 5am to study or do my assignments since my brain is always shot after my last class in the evening. I can almost never do my studying at night when I'm always tired and distracted.

That said, I think who ever can wake up with a smile deserves a punch, er, a medal from me. Please continue to be a cheerful soul since one (moi) is already sold to the devil a long time ago when it comes to mornings and happiness.

Lego Land & Hello Kitty Land

I just found out about Lego Land and Hello Kitty Land which are opening in late this year or next year in Johor. My life is now complete. Isn't life just beautiful?

Illuminating

After reading more than 4 textbooks worth of diarrhea chapters, I am more than well aware of stool quality and frequency. It's mind-boggling. Thank you very much.

Oh the other hand, my concentration is shot and I am now browsing for useless information online. Information I found:

• I watched the teaser of SNSD's Time Machine -_- I got nothing to say other than - Kids, it's not shot in a box! Hurray!
• I watched 2AM's new MV. First, the immobile girl in the closet, it's creepy. Second, an old man who can erase memories from your stuff, cool even though it's too heart-wrenching. Third, Jinwoon is hot (yes, this ahjumma can still appreciate young hot guys). Fourth, it's a beautiful song that fits my holy trinity - sad, sad, sad. Fifth, paper effect, super-impressive!
• I chatted with people on forums. Quoting Marilyn, 'Why are you like that?', with a sorrowful expression. I think she pitied me for my lack of social life. 

Hello, Hello!

Hello,

Yes, I'm fine. Thank you very much for asking.

Yes, it's been months. Life has a way of getting in your way, isn't it.

Yes, I'm still the irrepressible irresponsible Harley that I am.

Yes, I am still alive, thank you.

Yes, I still hate icing on a cake. Scratch that, icing on anything. It gives me the hieber jiebers.

Why am I talking about icing? Because I just had a close contact with the said item, just a few hours ago.

Never understood why people love it.

Hello 2012!

I haven't blogged in a long ass while, so I'd like to clear a few things before I move on:

1. WELCOME 2012!!! New year, well, apart from changing the number, I don't feel any different. Just saying this for those who actually celebrate new year :P
2. I'm supremely busy with the new block so I am lack of sleep, lack of time and lack of patience.
3. And not to be forgotten, lack of life.
4. I'd like to share my favourite songs. Just because.

M-flo loves Yoshika - Let Go

It's one of my all time favourite :)

Utada Hikaru - Automatic

Another all-time favourite.

2PM - Again & Again

This is necessary.

Shopping

One of my most favourite words is 'shopping' (the closely-related favourite word being 'money'). And I have to say myself, I'm a pretty darned great shopper. I know where to go, to bargain, how to choose and best of all which item is best value-for-money. I personally think an item bought is worthwhile when:

• It is cheap relative to one's love for it (adore the item to pieces!)
• It's bought on sale (anything bought on ridiculous sale of around ~50-80% discount is worthy!)
• It is very useful or very beautiful to look at or a great present to someone dear.
• It has a very sentimental value (personal emotional attachment item) like your first favourite boyband album or the album from an artist your grandmother loves.

So, this is an essay of the difference I found in the shopping environment (and in lesser extent the items themselves) in between Malaysia and New Zealand:

I found New Zealand overall a better place to shop. For one thing, shopping in autumn, winter and spring is great since I can walk for hours along the shops on Queen Street and High Street with no apparent sweating. This is extremely important since I HATE SWEATING IN PUBLIC. That means body ordour and that's another issue that I just cannot tolerate on. 

Secondly, New Zealand has myriads of great quality items that is sold at a fraction of its price in Malaysia at their retail outlet stores like Dress Smart. As for now, other than Factory Outlet and Reject Shop (which actually sells rejected stuff instead of normal items), Malaysia has yet to have a retail outlet store that operates everyday through out the year. It means I can buy great boutique clothes (I love boutique clothes in New Zealand, they are classy, trendy, beautiful and of high quality material! One of my favourite boutiques is Max and Jacqui E  ^^) for really cheap prices. I bought a great brown dress for NZ$20 which is about RM50. It's original price is NZ$150, if I remember it correctly. I found an almost exact same dress in Zara here in Malaysia for more than RM200.

Thirdly, the size. I found it easier to find a great fit for clothing, shoes and accessories in New Zealand. Basically, they have my size stocked well. And another most important thing regarding size is length. Malaysian clothing, I found, is lacking in length. The tops, pants and skirts are unusually short for big-sized clothing. I mean, it logical right? The bigger the clothes you make, please make allowances for length too. Extra length can be modified by cutting but shorter length? No can do anything about it -_-


Malaysia has it plus points to in shopping :) I can buy shoes for cheap sometimes at Vincci (I love some of their designs if not the cut -_-). I know now that many major retail accept debit card.....I can't think of any more advantages (perfumes are very expensive, I can buy RM300-RM400 perfumes in New Zealand for around RM100 and the perfume sale is like 3 times a year, 2 times at Smith & Caughey and one time before Christmas almost everywhere). Tell me a place where I can buy Hugo Boss XX 100mL for RM100 (which is another purchase that I never regretted) in KL then I can put KL in the list of a great shopping mecca.