Thursday, August 30, 2007

on photography

so i was at this event right.... and i was clicking away and trying to get a good shot of the models.
There was a throng of photographers and we were all pushing to get a good spot and i was getting rather irritated cause like, come ON!
you've got your D80 and super duper changgih lens, macro/micro/wide/fish eye whatever, one shot cukup lah!

Me and my humble D50 had to like wriggle our way through and stomp on some plants just to get those shots.
anyhow..... i finally got my chance, and Amber Chia was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. easy peasy right?!
Just point and click.


CLICK damnit!

My camera jammed. stupid D50.


Wednesday, August 29, 2007


I went to a Flickr party yesterday.
The Flickr/Yahoo team was down to promote their 24 hours of Flickr event and they were visiting a couple of countries in the region.
So lucky me found out about if from a colleague and so we went and bagged loads of Flickr schwags!!!!!
Met loads of photographers with really cool cameras and *whineeeeeeeeee* i want my camera toooooooo!!!!!
Its still not fixed. *pout*

But owhh well, i can still make do with the office Power Shot. huhuhu.

"I think one of the biggest reasons I love photography is because it captures 1/250 of a second at a time. One simple moment without complication." - from an article in Relevant

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

big black box

you know what sucks???
I don't have a TV to watch the Merdeka Day Parade!!!!!

Monday, August 27, 2007


I've got an interview with Bond girl / Geisha / action heroine Michelle Yeoh in a couple of hours!
Somebody pinch me!!!
I'm freaking out!
yes, FREAKINGGG out!

Friday, August 24, 2007


Got this off Joshua's blog. heh. I'm THAT predictable huh. They even got the career part right. lol.


You Are An INFP

The Idealist

You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.

Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.

It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.

But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.

In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards.

You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings.

At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values.

You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual

When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak


Tuesday, August 21, 2007

one hope, one life to leave a legacy

so after aeon's of not seeing this guy, he calls and asks me to help him with a recording.
and i'm like, ok shore, whatever.

and its friggin rainin' and he looks the same small boy, big boots and all.
and i'm like "wassup yo!"
and he's like, "wassup my nig**!"

and i'm like "yo ho i don't roll like that."
and he's like "owh. my bad, my bad."

and so we troop up the stairs to meet them other homies
and one or two are lookers if you know what i'ma saying.

so anyhoo, we rolled that sh** out and i sang between sniffles
and it went something like
"Que Sera Sera, what will be will be....
yada yada yada"
I ain't gonna give you the whole song!

Wait for the album from Vix Chandra aka Trix Champagne
aka jamntrix aka Candu aka vixyboy

ok i think that's enough nick names for now. and i suck at black talk.
so umm... yeah recording was great, i can't sing with the guides,
i should have done that whole "Thank you my babeh's," part
cause with this sore throat and flu i sure have that Phoebe Buffet thing goin on.

Monday, August 20, 2007

what else happened....

Owh! and i spat out blood coated phlegm this morning.
Uber gross!
My throat is baddddddd!!!

peeping tom

After the awesome weekend in Melaka, i've come back to the hard hitting life in Kuala Lumpur. The land of traffic jams and heinous crimes.

Something happened last night which made me wish i was back in Melaka, chilling in Jonker instead of home alone in my apartment. I was on my bed reading my bible, and i happened to glance up and look out the window when i saw someone looking at me. Well i only saw a head and it dissappeared round the wall.

I got up, switched off my lights and sat on my bed again, looking out the window. And after awhile, the head appeared again!!!!!! He caught me looking at him and he quickly pulled his head back. I rushed and pulled my window shut and drew the curtains and went round closing all the doors and windows and curtains in my apartment.

I wish i knew the number for the guard house and i wished i knew a neighbour i could call, but i was totally and completely alone.

I called my mom and when she heard what happened she immediately said "Lizzie, get rid of that fear RIGHT NOW!!! For He who is IN you is GREATER that he that is in the world!!! And remember: For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind!"

And after hearing that i was reassured that no harm would befall me and nothing could ever touch me.

But there was anger forming inside me. I was angry that someone had violated my personal space. Angry that i let fear take over me, and angry that i couldn't do more than just shut my windows!

I slept with my lights on. Somehow i have this feeling like this dude's been watching me for some time. How could he have known my room was the one with the open curtains? We've got 24 floors and more than 20 apartments on each floor. How'd he know there was a girl living in that room?

I don't think people randomly peer over balcony's along the corridor unless they know there's something there to see.

Bastard! I'd curse you to oblivion if i was someone from the world of wizardy!

I was really shaking with fear but I thank God for his protection over me. I managed to sleep pretty well and i made a report this morning. Hopefully they catch the prowler and dig out his eyes or something.


Thanks mom for always knowing the right thing to say. Thanks Dear for praying with me and to Shannon and Jeff too for calling to make sure i was okay. *HUGZ*

Friday, August 17, 2007

It's Friday yo!

It's tomorrow! It's tomorrow!~!~!~

Oh boy! Oh boy! I can't wait!!!

I'll get to see you and you and you and youuuuuuuuu!!!!!



owh but do forgive me if i don't notice you or fail to see you waving and grinning like a jack*ss
I forgot my glasses. haihh. its gonna be a blurryyy weekend~

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

will you be there????

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I have a problem with my temporo-mandibular joint....


That's the joint connecting your lower jaw and your skull. The joint that lets you open and close your mouth and chew from side to side. (0_o)

In short, my jaw is dysfunctional. heh.

It all started months (probably years) ago, when i realised i had trouble downing my breakfast. My jaw would sort of lock and i had to push it back into place before i could chew properly again.

Since it always happened in the morning and when it was cold, i assumed it was a sinus problem cause my genius physician said that sinusitis often triggers various problems in your ENT region.

So anyway, months later the problem's gotten worse and this clicking jaw has gotten to an intolerable level. I can't even eat sausages and potato wedges without having to realign my jaw every minute or so.

I'll be off to the dentist next week perhaps. In the mean time, do pray for me aight!

Read more about Temporo-Mandibular Jaw Dysfunction here.

Monday, August 13, 2007

One more thing "Malaysian"

Malaysia has a high-quality highway system with a speed limit of 70 miles per hour. But speeding is common, and many do not follow safety procedures; tailgating occurs frequently, as does failure to signal before changing lanes.

 Article from

On another note, i read this in Forbes about driving to work:

Studies have shown that long commutes can lead to loss of short-term memory, more days of missed work and physical ailments such as higher blood pressure, muscle tension and an accelerated heart rate, not to mention the impact on your mood and relationships.

so don't blame me if i'm in a crummy mood. Its all this driving to the centre of town that's taking a toll on me =p

10 Things Malaysian

1. Nasi Lemak: Thats definately gotta be top of everyone's list.

2. 24-hour mamak: every Malaysians late-night haven.

3. Malaysian Time: Press conferences and launches NEVER start on time. Why are VIPs ALWAYS LATE????

4. "Ya Allah!": expression used most often. Also known as "Owh Gawd!"

5. Yasmin Ahmad: Her adverts and movies speak volumes of where her heart's at.

6. Malaysian hospitality: No one will tell you to bugger off. Show up unannounced at 3am and they'll still invite you in for some coffee.

7. Baju Kurung: Every Malay, Chinese and Indian (girl) has worn one. (i think!)

8. Rojak: Not only the mixed-fruit dish but also refering to mixture of language and a person of mixed parentage. Proud to be rojak! *grin*

9. "Lah": I get nagged at for using "lah" every so often. But come on.... i can still speak the Queen's English perfectly!

10. Pirated DVDs: I'm not condoning it. But its trueeeeeee. I know of people who come all the way here and buy like RM2k worth of DVDs!!! For real!!


Tuesday, August 07, 2007

so you'd know...

i'm not that difficult to understand,
i'm pretty transparent,
predictable even
although i'd hate you if you told me that.

i write when i've got lots to bear
i don't talk unless i've really got something to share
cause i usually think,
nobody cares

i have my own pity party, but i know you all do
i sometimes wish i had someone who'd cry with me too

i'm tired a lot these days,
but i wish there's so much more i can do
i wish i would just stop trying
and start living like i know i could....

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

I wonder

i wonder how i gathered up the courage talk to you.
i didn't expect a smile and impeccable English.
Maybe your charming good looks helped too.
i knew u were middle eastern
i didn't think 'Iraq'

You were a number on my survey.
and i never got your name.
I knew you were a specialist
i never knew where you were looking to get into.
i know you were looking for an escape.
I'll never know if you made it out.

reading the news of Iraq's triumphant win on Sunday,
i thought of you.
were you on the streets rejoicing?
or were you somewhere still in hiding?

i'll never know what has become of you.
but i'll always wonder.
I hope you're doing alright.
I hope you made it and have found a safe haven here.