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At last, some of my friends are back. After spending a week plus of holiday with me myself and I, finally some friends are back to brighten up my days. =o)

Although i've been out with my mummy and maybe a couple of times with my school friends, it's still really different. Now that my other friends are back, i can finally just give them a ring and we can just go out anytime. Guess it's also because they can drive and my mummy knows them. So she trusts them to take me out. Hehehe.. These are a bunch of friends that i grew up with. And they are a lot older then me. At least by three years (some even 7 years older). But surprisingly, we get along really well.

Just yesterday, a friend came by the house to use the internet (her's is down). We went out for lunch with her sisters and her mummy. Right after that, we went to Easy-Way to have a drink with another friend. It was really funny too cause before we decided to go to Easy-Way, they were asking me where i would like to go. And since the weather was so HOT yesterday, i said i would love to go to Kundasang. We ended up...in Likas Square. Their logic was that Likas Square was just as cool as Kundasang. So we just walked around Likas Square (eventhough there was nothing to look at) to cool ourselves down. Then we went to Easy-Way.

At around 4pm, they sent me home. Was filled with liquid (cause i had a drink). Came in the house, switched on the fan and the lights and was just about to on the TV when i heard someone outside. It was ANOTHER friend of mine who just got back the day before. He came to take me out to Yamcha. Couldn't actually decline since he was already there. I didnt have a drink this time but have a couple of slices of bread (in Kuan Ah, Foh Sang).

I was so stuffed by the time i really reached home. Couldn't have my dinner that night. Hehehehe... Well, it does seem like i'm going to put on some weight (maybe i've already done so). But i dont think i'd give up going out with my friends. Time spent with friends are just not wasted... Hopefully i would be dicipline enough to stop eating when it's been enough. =o)

Oh..and CHRISTMAS IS COMING SOON too.. Woo Hoo.. Gotta start my christmas shopping.. Hehehe.. Can't wait. An early MERRY CHRISTMAS to all.. =o)
posted by Victoria 8:52 AM

Yee Pee.. My Streamyx is done. So i'm using my COMP at last. It feels really good to sit here and come online again. And the connection is really good too.

Yesterday, my mummy had to go back to school cause the UPSR results were out. So she woke me up around 8a.m asking me to tidy up some of my stuff. We've actually started spring cleaning but my things were just everywhere and i really needed to tidy then up. I didn't wake up immediately, but only after another hour. Took my time washing up then went downstairs to clear up one of my drawers.

There was just so much stuff in there. It was really cool actually cause i found some really special things that i hadn't thought about. Found a few cards from few 'long lost' friends and some other little little stuff. It was really special. Then my maid was talking to me from the kitchen. She was asking about some left-overs in the pot. I didn't remember any so i decided to go take a look.

I didn't mean to rush, but i didn't know she was half way through moping the kitchen. I step into the kitchen and slipped. Fell hard on my butt. Slammed my toe into a cupboard. And hit my elbow on the little parting of the dining room and the kitchen (the part that's kind of like a little step). My gosh, it hurt so much. I didn't really feel my other body parts hurt cause my foot just hurt too much.

It was kindda bleeding since i scraped my toe. The middle one on my right. It felt like i broke something or sprained it or SOMETHING. I couldn't straighten my toe. My whole foot was red. Finally, after getting off the floor, i got some medicine to apply onto my scraped toe. Couldn't feel the pain cause my whole toe hurt even more. I thought that i should just let in rest for a while and wait for the pain to go (since normally that is what would happen after banging into something right?). But after 10 minutes, it didn't get any better. It was red and swollen. I couldn't walk properly. So i just sat there waiting for my mummy to get back.

When my mummy got back, she said we were going to the hospital for an X-ray cause my toe didn't look good. Then she changed her mind. We were going to the chinese doctor since we would go there anyway (after seeing a proper doctor). The chinese doctor barely touched my toe and said that it was nothing. No bone damage. Gave us some medicine (which made my toe hot and looked like peanut-butter). Only when we reached home did i realize the part around my toe-knuckle was all blue. Couldn't do anything by then.

I took off the little bandage that the doctor put around my blue toe when i took my shower. I put it on a table in my mummy's room. When i got out from the showers, IT WAS FILLED WITH ANTS...literally FILLED. Like ants were just all over it. It was really gross.

A friend was telling me that he too hit his toe somewhere and went to see the chinese doctor. His toe swelled up but the doctor said that there was nothing wrong too. And he gave my friend the same peabut-butter he gave me. After a few days, my friend went to see a proper doctor and found out that his toe actually had a crack in it.

My toe seems fine now. Still a little swollen. Still blue. And i'm still limping. But i think it's a lot better...i think. Just hope that the chinese doctor was right about my toe.. Oh, but i just found out that there's a huge blue-black on my elbow. Hasn't turned blue yet but it really hurts..

Besides falling down during the holiday...i've also been going for singing lessons. =o) *Blush* Today i went for my second lesson. And according to the teacher, i'm doing really well. I've learnt the proper technique and i've been asked to sing la-la-la-la-la-la-la.. It's kindda funny. I was asked to lie one the table to practice. Only today did i get to stand in front of a mirror to see myself sing (which is even funnier). And there are some 'hand movements' as well.. Heheheh.. Hopefully i'd be able to sing soon. *wink*
posted by Victoria 5:07 AM

There's been just so much that happened since the last time i blogged. My modem is still down. Trying to get streamyx now. Hopefully we'll get it done soon.

School is out. Two weeks now. I actually had tuition for the whole of last week. So this week is my first week of holiday. =o) And i'm getting the hang of it...*smiles* .. There's this kimia project that i have to finish. But i haven't even started on it. Will have to get started by tomorrow so that i can 'relax' during the rest of my holiday.

My holiday has been great so far. My sisters are coming back for christmas so we aren't going anywhere for the holidays..Until last week that is. My uncle just told me that he was going to KL in December and would like to bring me along. At first i didn't really want to go eventhough it would be really fun. That was because my third sis would be coming home on the same day that my uncle was going to KL. So i said that maybe i shouldn't go. But in the end, we arranged for my sis to come along as well. So now, we're going to KL on the 9th. Going to Genting, Penang, Pulau Langkawi then going back to KL to do some shopping...i think. So all is great. =o)

I also went to Gaya Street the other day. A friend wanted to go look at some fish so we decided to go along since it had been ages since we went to Gaya Street. We didn't go too early. I think we went around 8 or 9am. It was getting warm..but not too warm yet. We got a really cool car park. No sun and not too far away. Started walking towards the street. And just at the beginning of the street, my mummy asked me to look at the family standing there. It took me a while to notice that a lilttle boy, trying to hide behind his mummy. He couldn't have been more that 10 years old. And his mummy was carrying his little sister. He was actually hiding from his dad. His dad seemed really mad about something and was trying to hit the little boy. The little boy was crying and was really scared. His mummy couldn't and didn't do anything. The man had and umbrella in his hand and at some point, he tried to hit his son with it. It really hurt me to see someone do that to his own child in public. I even told my mummy that i didn't want to go anywhere so that i didn't have to see these sort of things happen. What i really couldn't take was coming across these sort of things and yet not be able to do a single thing. The more i thought about it, the sadder i became. And i was sure that uncountable similar incidents were happening and i just could not do anything. And to add to my frustration, i saw some beggers sitting by the road, hands out, asking for sympathy, and begging for money. I guess that was kind of normal, but it still really struck me.

On that very same day, i was comforted by the sight of some fathers, unlike the one before, who really loved their children. They carried their sons on their shoulder and were chatting away happily with them. It was really nice to see that some fathers do love their kids. I might just sound so stupid or silly. But i really get affected by these sort of stuff. Just cannot imagine why people treat each other that way. Why can't they be a bit more understanding and a little bit kindder. Those by the road too. So many people just walk by without looking at them. I accept the fact that i cannot change all these, but i sure do wish that i could.



posted by Victoria 6:15 AM

I actually wanted to blog about my trip to Selangor. But i'm kindda having a headache. So i think i'll leave that for another day. There was just so many things that happened, i'd need a clear mind to recall stuff. =o)

Today, Sam and i had a little talk. I was sort of being told off for looking mad whenever i was mad. She was telling me that i looked really sour when i didnt like something. So i had to explain myself. People seem to have labelled me as a person who gets angry easily. I don't understand why, but according to Sam, she says it's just the way i look. I feel that that's a really lame excuse. As far as i'm concern, i've always tried to keep cheerful. But i guess when people already think that i'm bad tempered, they just don't see the times that i am happy.

It's like whenever i'm my happy self, people have it in their minds that "Victoria is gonna burst any moment now"..So they try to be soft with me and treat me like a, so to say, a queen. It's not a good thing. That means they don't feel comfortable around me and they can't treat me normal. And that can be a little irritating. But then again, when i do get upset, they tell me..."Don't be upset over little things. And don't show that you are mad cause you look really fierce,"..and stuff like that. The fact is that i don't go all out to show that i am angry at the whole world, (that's what people think i'm trying to do). I just try to shut up and cool myself off. And then i'll be alright in a jiffy.

But i guess when it's set in their mind's eye that i get angry easily and show it on purpose, even keeping quiet would seem like i was mad. That's the thing i really cannot understand. Do i have to keep on a happy face even when i am mad? (I do try to do that, just that sometimes it's just not possible since i'm a human too). Or should i just fulfill everyone's imagination about me being hot tempered?

I use to care so much about what people think about me. I use to try and please everyone. But people still can't see who i really am. They seem to judge by looks and assume what sort of person i am, then don't give me a chance to show the real me. So now, starting from right now, i'm not gonna care about what others think about me. Since they already have a made-up image of me in their head, i shall not bother to help them change it. I have been trying to do just that for long enough now, and it hasn't changed a thing. As long as i know who i am inside, and my closest friends understand too, i already have all i could ever ask for.
posted by Victoria 2:33 AM

It was a typical school day. We were talking and joking around like usual. It was raining heavily, the kind that made you think you were sitting under a waterfall. She and I were laughing real loud because we noticed that no one else could hear us. And we just decided to do silly stuff since no one was paying attention to us. She was making funny faces at the whole class but still no one looked at her. It was really funny. Then she started singing. No, actually i did. And it was even funnier because we both knew i sang like a cow. But then again, since we were the only who could hear each other, i took the opportunity to make it rain even harder. =o) I was singing a malay song that i had hear on TV (which was really weird cause i hardly know any malay songs) and we were just laughing our head off.

Then it was her turn. She tried to think off the ugliest song we had ever heard. "Miss you, Miss you, Miss you like crazy...." she sang. Hahahahahahaha....I couldn't tell what song it was at first. But her expressions were enough. It was hilarious. "Whose song is that dude," i asked. "THE MOFFATS....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...." she replied. We burst out laughing for at least a whole minute. The Moffats had been the hottest boy band like 5 years ago. And here she was singing thier song with full emotions. She said she used to remember the whole song's lyrics but not anymore.

Then, just because she was so funny, i dared her to sing it out loud for people to hear. Suddenly, i thought that i would be funnier if she had to sing it to a guy-teacher. So i dared her. And offered to reload her handphone for her as a reward. =oP She said yes instantly. She was to raise up her hand and pretend to ask the teacher a question. But the catch was that her question had to be whether he had ever heard of the song "Miss you like crazy." And she had to sing it to him. She said she was brave and that she would be able to do it. So we went along with our plan.

Only during the next day did we get a chance to complete the dare. We were at the physics lab and the teacher was teaching..(obviously). When he finally stopped teaching and gave us some time to ask questions, we had a big fuss as whether to go on with the dare or not. She was feeling nervous already and had second thoughts. But then i called out to the teacher for her so she had to do it. I held me breath as she ask "Teacher, have you ever heard of this song?" Shot me a quick glance then continued, "Listen okay, i'm gonna sing it to you now."
"Okay, i'm listening," he said leaning forward nearer to her.
I couldn't stop laughing. I couldn't believe that she was doing it. Most of all, i couldnt believe she had ask him to listen up. I thought she would have just sang the song quickly so that he couldn't catch it. "Miss you...Miss you...Miss you like crazy..." she sang.

We thought he had forgotten about the incident. But as she was walking pass him the next day, she complained that she was being bullied. And all the teacher said was, "Just stop fighting, and continue your singing." Gosh...it was really funny. She was so embarrassed. (Imagine singing a song like that to a male teacher). Hahahahah....

The morale of the story? Just be yourself and don't be afraid of making a fool out yourself. Because that is when you have the most fun... =o)

posted by Victoria 1:17 AM

It's been raining heavily today. The rain just stopped an hour ago. But before that, it was pouring cats and dogs. The type of weather i love best. The kind where if you stood under the rain, your skin would hurt from the drops of water falling on you like rocks. The kind where you can't hear yourself when you spoke.

Earlier this morning, i was 'summoned' to the school office by a friend. I didn't know what was happening and she didn't want to tell me either. It wasn't until i was inside Mrs. Lim's room did i know that i was asked to join a competition. We were to go to KL on Sunday. I was really confused since they had already chosen four people to join in this competition. I voiced out my confusion and they told me that they need 3 girls and 2 guys as they had 3 boys and a girl. One of my guy friend had already left the group and another girl took his place instead. So now, they were short of one girl. If I joined the competition, what i had to do was present the information that we had gathered and also help out in preparing the presentation on the computer. I thought about it for a while and decided that i should be only be their last choice. That they should look for some other people and only come back to me if they really need to, if they couldn't find anyone else.

So i waited for their feedback. And by recess, they told me that they couldn't find anyone and that i should join them. I really didn't mind joining them since this would also be a new experience for me. I called my mum from school to ask her permission (they need an answer right away) but couldn't get through. I didn't really want to ask me Dad because i knew that my mom would understand me better. In the end, i was left with no choice but to call him up.

True enough, my Dad didn't seem to get what i was saying. He sounded really worried when i told him that i wanted (or needed) to go to KL. "Is this thing organised by the school?" he ask. I tried telling him all the details and yet he didn't really approve. He should be proud and should understand that i was doing this for the school. Why was he doubting me. I thought. "Who else is involved in this?" he asked again.
"Five student from my class."
"All boys?" he asked in a higher tone.
"No... 3 girls and 2 guys."
After a short pause, i asked, "So? Am i allowed to go or not? If you want to know more about it, ask Mom."
"Was this the same KL trip you were telling Mom about the other day?" he asked.
"Yeah." I replied after thinking for a while. I did mention my classmates going to KL for a competition to my Mom the other day. But what i didn't realise was that my Dad was talking about another KL trip i was talking about in the car. I was asking my parents whether i could go for an end-of-the-year trip to KL with a couple of friends. And their answer? A definte NO.

That was why Daddy was so reluctant to let me go. He thought that i was using this as an excuse. That i was telling a wide lie. After realising this. I quickly explained that i was talking about a different KL trip and that this one was part of a school thingy. As soon as he understood me, he said i could go. (I spent 10 minutes trying to explain myself).

I told the teacher in charge that i had permission then gave her my name and I/C number. That was when i struck me.... I was going to KL for a competition that other people had worked for. The guy that had stepped out was really good with the computer and also good in speaking and yet he wasn't going. Instead, they sent me. Silly ol' me. And i think he really wanted to go. Since he was really into stuff like these. I couldn't even look at him when i got to class because i was feeling so bad. I didn't mind going to KL. But I would have prefered it very much if he was the one who went. I really couldn't help feeling guilt. He had the experience, (not to mention the brains) to do it. And he was the one that was there from the very beginning. He even went for the little workshop that i couldn't bother about. (The more i think about it the worse i feel.)

I wish i could tell him how bad i feel about this whole thing. He must be thinking that they are so stupid to have let him go and 'recruited' me instead. I hope i can help this team of people out in the competition and not let people think that i went just for fun. Because i am feeling really bad. Hope my gloominess would go away real soon... =o(



posted by Victoria 5:52 AM

It's August and National Day is coming soon. Normally I dont really bother about the occasion. All i would celebrate for is that i do not have to go to school. But in school today, it was more then just another occasion. We were each given a piece of paper with Malaysia's flag printed on it. And we had to color the flag. It did seem really childish, but we had fun doing it. Brought back those memories of our kindergarten years. =o)

Oh... and...I GOT A NEW HANDPHONE...woooo hooo.... It's like after so long, at last i get MY OWN HANDPHONE. It was the 27th of July, 1:30pm. Walked into the handphone shop with my uncle just to look around. Wasn't planning to buy a phone since my mummy said to just have a look around. That was when i saw her. She was just sitting there, waiting for me to notice her. And i did. Couldn't take my eyes off of her. Then i asked that i took at closer look at her. (Of course it was just a model of her sitting there. They brought the 'real' her to me when i asked).

She had a coloured screen and polyphonic ringtone. I could change the back of her cover to any patern i liked. (I think you'd need to see her to understand). Then my uncle said, "Okay, take her". I said i couldn't take her so quickly because i had to ask my mummy's oppinion first. But he insisted on me taking her right away. He took out his credit card and paid right away. =op

I couldn't believe it because i hadn't expected my uncle to get the handphone for me. I tried to pay him back. But all he said was, "No. This is my gift to you. Just take good care of it and dont lose it okay. Keep the money for a rainy day".... I even tried asking my mummy to pay him back, but he said the same thing.

I not only got a new handphone, but also a great uncle. I mean, how many people are that generous? Don't think there are too many around these days. Glad that he's my uncle. Now i know how much he loves me and that generousity still exists.

posted by Victoria 8:43 AM

Haven't blogged for quite some time. Some people were saying that i only came to blog about 'sad' stuff. In a way it's true. But i was about to blog about what a great day i had right when i heard about my friend who was in the accident. He's a lot better now. Still hasn't recovered much. But at least his face has some color and he can move a little bit more. He still can't talk or do anything much, so he'll need some time to recover.

Anyway, before i heard about my friend, i had a blast down town with a couple of friends. I haven't been out with this group of friends for a very long time and i didn't expect us to have so much fun that day. We were kindda tired from being on duty at Palm Square that day. And we hadn't planned to do anything 'fun' or anything. But i suddenly felt like doing something a little bit more crazy. So we went to the basement's arcade to take some pictures. STICKER PHOTOS. =o)

It was really fun. First, we used the machined that requested us to take 6 pictures with different poses each time... CONTINOUSLY !! So we were really excited and didn't know exactly what to do. It was really fast and we were basically laughing, and not smiling, by the end of 6 shots. We chose the nicest ones and printed them out. And i think that they really looked cool.

Then we went to another sticker-photo machine. And i think we spent like 30 minutes in there just taking our picture. Since we could 're-take' our picture as many time as we liked, until we were satisfied, we took like 10 thousand pictures before choosing the ones we liked. And we had so much fun just thinking of poses to pose for the camera. Then seeing all the silly poses and looks on our faces made it even funnier. That was a time where none of us could hide the silly part of ourselves...and the not-so-pretty side too. But it was just plain fun time. I had a blast. And sort of couldn't stop smiling even after leaving the mall.

It's a wonder how little little things like these can effect me so much. Guess that's just me. And things like these are what makes life so much more worth living.


posted by Victoria 8:43 AM

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