What I have not said.

What I have not been saying. Quotes taken from TaintedPhase.

Thank you.

My Christmas Wishlist.

Hey you! I am feeling a teeny wee bit (Ok, that's a lie) of excitement, because Christmas is around the corner! :) Now, if only Malaysia has four seasons in a year, I would be clad in my favorite trench coat (heh heh) and some wooly hat as well as a pair of gloves. Instead now I am wearing just short pants and a tee. O_o

I have put together a rather arbitrary Christmas wishlist, just something Oprah would do on her show every year, except the fact that I am not a billionaire. What's in your Christmas wishlist, loves?

1. Elizabeth Series books.

I have no idea how many times that I have wrote about these books, that shows just how obsessed I am to know the ending of the story. I bought books no 1, 2 and 3 just in time before the stocks ran out. Now, I am besieged that I find myself going through bookshelves in every bookstores in Kuching. 

2. KitchenAid 5 Quarts Mixer.

 

This is the ultimate, the goddess of the kitchen. I can envision how effortless baking would be with it (heh heh). And the steel bowl? Magnifique!


3. A new oven.

The oven that I have right now cannot fit a regular sized pie pan. I would like to have a large oven so that I can bake larger quantities of cakes, cupcakes, breads and so forth. It thrills me whenever I watch cook shows where the cooks have their very own built-in ovens. Superb! Very Western like. 


4. A gold anklet.

I lost the anklet given by my mum while swimming in the river a few months ago, and I could not sleep well for so many nights after that. :( Sad, really.


5. BodyShop's Vanilla Body Mist.

Apparently, BodyShop has discontinued manufacturing this body mist, or so I was told by the BodyShop salesgirl here at Kuching. BodyShop only manufactures the perfume oil, which I detest. I never really like BodyShop's perfume oils or any perfume oils for that matter. I love this body mist, as the vanilla scent do linger for a few good hours, even lasts more than certain luxurious perfumes. I love smelling like a vanilla pod. :)


6. Marc Jacobs Daisy.

If you don't already know, I am an aficionado of daisies. Daisies brighten up my day whenever I see them at the florists or even artificial ones. It only makes sense that I have a penchant for this perfume. :)


7. Crabtree & Evelyn La Source Relaxing Body Lotion.

I bought this miraculous (heh heh) lotion last year at MidValley, and it was like love at first sight (although not a believer of that). Of all body creams and lotions that are placed neatly on my makeup desk, this lotion is the sole lotion that my skin absorbs really well and never leave it feeling all icky and oily, even after sweating. It is miraculous, indeed, for me. 


I am thinking of selling off my BodyShop and St. Ives' lotions, you want?


Oh, and I have to give credit to this, too:

I love this, too. It is fast absorbing, and it really lives up to its name as a baby lotion. :) Even my mom is addicted to it. It is magical.


8. Blessings for my family and friends.


Christmas is all about warmth and love, therefore, for this Christmas, I wish for a bundle of blessings for my beloved ones, especially my family and my boyfriend. 


To all of my dear friends reading this, who are all over the world, I hope that your paths will be filled with happiness and joy next year and the years to come. I am truly blessed to have you guys as friends, although I am very lonely here in Kuching! :( You guys are practically living in every single corner of the Earth! Not to mention, enjoying the snow!


To all of my coursemates, I hope the end of next year's semester is not the end of our friendships. More blessings ahead! Especially you two ponds! Heh heh.


To my future friends whom I have yet come to know, let's color our life canvases together, we will never know what we shall discover along the way!


To you readers, may God showers you with chocolates and smiles for keeping up with me! Teeehee! 


9. Animals rights.


Maybe we should focus more on saving animals. Animals do have the rights to live and they do feel pain, like we humans do. I loathe seeing cats and dogs being run over by drivers on the roads. Once, I saw a driver who was talking on the phone ran a dog over and the poor dog died instantly. See how talking on the phone while driving can kill???


Visit your nearest SPCA, your kind attention can do wonders for the animals (except the animals that can kill you, like crocodiles?)


10. A rare white tiger cub.

In contrast of my previous point, I fancy white tiger cubs. There is something enthralling about this rare species (or is it really rare? LOL). I have two dogs which I affectionally call them Tiger a.k.a Bebo and Shiro. One is the slightly tamer version of a tiger, one is a resemblance of Shin Chan's dog, Shiro for its white fur.


Now, I wish for a white tiger cub. And then, when it grows up, how are you going to keep up with a tiger?? Pffft. 


There, your turn now. :)

Aiye, dear you, silent readers, tell me what you think! :) 

Eh amoi.

As I sat in the kitchen with my mum during tea this late afternoon, my mom asked me the bonus question. Eh, amoi, already decide what camera to buy? Not mahal-mahal one ah! 

-.-

So, I am officially an AMOI now thanks to my new hair. Oh yeah, I have curled my hair. But bear with this low quality picture as my camera is still being used in KL as per I am typing now. LOL.

It is very similar to this picture:

Aisehh, I know it is far cry from what I originally wanted, but, -.-, I'll settle with these curls. After all, the curls left my pocket burnt big time.


Anyway, this amoi is deciding what camera should she get since her mom had asked her the bonus question. Canon Ixus, Sony Cybershot or Panasonic Lumix? I have browsed the web for reviews on digital cameras, and I am (very biased, aiseh!) always attracted to Sony Cybershot. I do not like the one I have right now. 10.1 megapixels and there are still very visible noises in the pictures, especially when taken at night.


I like Sony Cybershot eh, especially those T-Series. That is why I said I'm biased towards digital cameras. -.-


Any recommendations? Or which do you prefer?


Hehe, amoi.

High Metabolism Rate.

Today, it is my esteemed pleasure to discuss the above topic with all of you. But where do I begin? I am not a doctor nor a medical practitioner. I majored in Biology in matriculation, but that's about it. Let's just say, I am a scorned lady who has had enough of rudeness from various people, and decided to shove a little something we call scientific fact to their faces.

I am born with rather a small figure and small bone structures, hence I am considered to be lanky or slim (Skinny is a BAD word heh heh). I can stuff myself with whatever I want to eat and I will not gain any extra kilos/pounds. Midnight snacks are my vices, especially in this holiday period. Literally, I can swallow tons of cooking oils ( EUGHH! ) and I am still this lanky and slim.

I have had countless of comments regarding my weight. They would say, "No offense but." You know when people use No Offense before their comments actually meant what they would say next. No offense is just a pretense to save themselves from resentment of the other party. 

Ever heard of High Metabolism Rate? No? Please click here and here. These two articles discussed on (wah, sounds like assignments' headings!) what is metabolism as well as high metabolism rate and what causes it. I think it is very shallow minded of people when they see lanky and slim people, only to judge them as anorexic or bullimic (I can exclude supermodels here). 

We, the lanky and slim people, do eat. I hate to break the myth to you, but yes, we do eat. As for my side, I eat small portions of meals each day, and large potions during lunch and dinners. You can see me constantly munching food throughout the day, ask any of my friends. I indulge in fried foods, especially fried chicken. I have a dear friend who has the same problem and we both used to eat oily foods every single evening back when we were in matriculation. The only thing grew was a pimple, and not a single kilo/pound. 


Even Hanis Zalikha had considered to buy Appeton Weight Gain to gain some weight in that post. See? I feel for you, Hanis. We are in the same boat in terms of weight issues.

I am fidgety, and I move around a lot. I just cannot sit still. My mum gets irritated whenever I shake my legs when I sit (heh heh). 

I guess it is fairly genetic factor. My grandparents on my dad's side are both tall and lanky. My mum's dad is tall and well-built, and can be considered to be a large man, whilst my mum's mother is rather petite herself. So, where does that leave me, as the second (or third) generation? 

I want to reach out to all those who are in my shoes. The next time people state "No Offense but" before their comments on your weight, finish them off by replying, "Well, at least clothes look better on me and I do not have to worry about flabby bits, do I?"

And if they reply with a snicker or a wheeze, let them enjoy their bulging bellies (for guys) and flabby bits (for girls) in their future.

Shall we?

Dying Rose.

Just a poem that I wrote some time ago. :) Something I have a penchant for.

Love, is a word of those who understand,

Those who feel it in their souls,

Gets them tingling in pleasure,

And warmth.

Love, for me,

Is an answer for a lonely heart,

That fills the distance,

The weakness,

The troubled, of other souls.

For those who searched for it,

Through highest mountain or even walking by,

But it sometimes deceives,

Overwhelming, too.

Prejudice.

Ignorant of each belief,

They let go of hesitation and catch it,

As it drops by.

But I, throw every expectation,

And fail to believe,

I don't have a favorite song to dance along,

Underneath the moonlight and the stars,

But, I go through each dreams and desires,

Of love.

I think of its Heavenly blessing,

But, some avoid it, hate it with some belief,

Letting it go as it starts to wilt like a dying rose.

And comes promises to guard hearts with too much pain,

Wake up with these memories gone,

I'm crippled,

My heart's hardened with passing time,

Wiser after each loss,

Each chances gone.

And then I am here,

I dance alone,

To a song,

To this song of every praying souls.