It is strange
How you feel about me
How I feel about you
It should not be
It is odd
The way you look at me
The way I look to you
It must not be
It is bizarre
How time has worked for you
How time has worked on me
It can not be
It is not real
This is not real
To not feel the pain
To not see the pain
To not live the pain
It is painful to be awake
It is staying awake that can save me
P.S.: How many of us can really pull ourselves back together after a tragedy? How many of us can really let go and live with the pain? They said, time is the best healer. But they forgot, there is some pain, even the best healer in the world cannot heal. The movie Snowpiercer inspired me to write this. Chris Evans’ character was living with a pain that he cannot let go. We can only try to forget, but we never really forget. We can only pray for the strength to overcome the pain, and live on.
Worth watching, if you can ignore some of the non-logical parts. A pretty inspiring story. Don’t be surprised when you see the Korean language in the trailer. It is a Korean movie, by a Korean director. But the movie is in English, don’t worry. :P
I am not so much of a jewellery person. I’m just plain lazy to wear them. There is only one thing that I will feel uncomfortable if I don’t wear it when I go out (other than clothes). A watch.
I love watches. However, I don’t have many watches. I am pretty loyal to my watches. :P
I used to have one watch for casual, and one for work. That’s it. I only change my watch when it really reaches the end of its life. However, watches don’t go spoil or rot. I usually buy new watch when the old one is beyond repair, or I couldn’t find a compatible replacement strap when the original one is torn. That means, I only buy new watch every 5 or 6 years. LOL! If everyone were like me, the shops will be out of business very soon. :P
Recently, things changed a little. :D
Few months ago, I saw this Daniel Wellington watch on Fancy. The simplicity of the design caught my eyes. I went Google for it, read about it, looked up more of its photos…… I fell in love with it. You can go to their website if you want to know about their history.
I’ve read reviews that it is not worth the price since it is running on a Japanese quartz movement, and people always said with that kind of price, you could get a better one (I’ve even read people making fun of the backwards “D” on the watch :P). I was struggling for a while. What they said is true, with that kind of price, and if I just top up a little, I could get a much better watch. However, the beauty of the DW watch has kind of won me over. The more I looked at it, the more I wanted it. I was resisting the urge to buy it…… Until last month. I don’t care whether it’s Japanese quartz or not, I just love it and I want it.
Wanted to get a Valentine’s gift for Andrew, I decided it was a great excuse for me to buy it then. Hahaha. The price of the watch on Fancy, is the same with the price on Daniel Wellington’s website. I saw on DW’s website that you can enter “discount code” at check-out. Out of the blue, something struck me. I went Google for “Daniel Wellington discount voucher”. When I saw those discount codes, I nearly screamed “YOU’RE SUCH A GENIUS ASHLEY!” LOL! It was near Valentine’s day, so there was this Valentine’s day discount code for 20% off all items! And guess what, DW was doing free shipping worldwide! I bought 2 watches immediately without much ado. Lucky I decided to buy it through DW website instead of Fancy.
It is actually cheaper for us (Malaysia) to buy from DW website as the price will be reduced due to the VAT since we’re not the European country. However, I did pay for the import duty tax when I received the watches, RM18.36. I was so happy when I got the watches, within 4 days after I placed my order! Hats off to UPS. Here’s the watches all the way from Sweden.
Classic Sheffield Lady (silver) and Classic Bristol (rose gold). I’ve also gotten 2 NATO straps. Oh, did I mention that the straps are interchangeable as long as they’re the same size? That is another reason why I love DW watches. DW is so kind and considerate to include the pin so that we can change the straps on our own without having to go to a shop. I’ve not tried changing the straps yet. It’s a pity that the women watch is different size from the men watch. I can’t swap straps with Andrew’s. Hahaha. I got myself a silver face and black leather strap since I already got a rose gold Titus. Got the rose gold for Andrew since he only has silver watches. Indirectly, I made Andrew a DW fan too. LOL! He doesn’t love it as much as I do. To him, it’s a nice watch.
I’m not only impressed with the full leather box, but also the THICK leather straps. The strap is so thick and I think it will take some time to break in. I’ve been wearing it for 2 weeks now, the leather is curved but it still doesn’t “hug” my wrist. Unlike my Titus, it took only a week of wearing to break in and feeling soft. I don’t have to worry that I couldn’t find a matching strap when this one breaks, as long as DW is in the business, I get to order a new one online.
I regretted for not getting the men size for myself after I tried it on. It still looks cool on my wrist ler and I’ve always liked BIG watch. Oh, the diameter of DW women classic is 36mm while for the men it is 40mm. From the photo they don’t look much different but they are when you put them on your wrist. I’m also pretty surprised of how thin it is. I thought it was the illusion since it is bigger. I took my Titus out and compared and I wasn’t convinced. So I compared it with Andrew’s Seiko, wow, DW has a thinner body indeed. And it’s lighter.
Glad that I got the silver face with black leather. It’s so versatile. It still looks “right” even when I’m wearing jeans and t-shirt. My rose gold Titus tends to only go well with formal wear.
Love the simple face design. Some complained that there isn’t at least a date display. To me, that is pure simplicity and DW truly understands the purpose of a watch, to tell the time. If you need to know the date, please go look at the calendar. :P
Now, I have more than 2 watches. My next target is, Panerai. I wonder when will I be able to own a Panerai…… @__@
I’m a happy DW fan. :)
I’m getting more and more lazy to write movie review. Sigh…… I think I’m getting lazy at writing. Not good, not good at all.
The most anticipated movie since last year, is finally on the big screen. Ever since the trailer was out, I couldn’t stop watching it. Just love how cool the black Robocop looks! That black helmet with the red light and that masculine suit. Ooooohhhhh…… I must say Iron Man would look old in front of the black Robocop. :P
Robocop isn’t stranger to me. My father loves the movie, we’ve watched it together countless of times. Also, there was a Robocop drama series. Back then, Robocop was huge and cool. We especially love the part where the gun was kept in the leg and how he flipped the gun every time before he put it back in. :D Okay, that was the technology back then. It was cool enough to make us go “wow”, ok. :P
The new Robocop, coolest Robocop ever of course. However, when I saw he first stepped out of the factory that Alex Murphy was in for his restructure, I was speechless. China!!! In the middle of some paddy field in China!!! What the…… Since when Robocop is made in China??????!!!!!!! My gosh…… Does the director need to be so realistic to show that “everything is now made in China”?????? @______@ China!!! China……. *Shakes head* China!!!!!!! Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against “made in China”. It’s just…… Robocop made in China…… -___- I didn’t see that coming……
What I don’t understand later is, they have the exact same facility back in their homeland, why bothered to bring him all the way to China then? What? Brought him there to assemble and then brought him back? @__@
The story was a little different, which I’ve guessed so. Can’t possibly remake a film based 100% on the old film mah. I find the story a little boring though. Enjoyed the effects and the whole Robocop scenes more.
Actually, it is cruel to let Alex Murphy survive. Both Andrew and I felt pity for him. But don’t we all want our loved ones to live as long as they could although it would mean to give up the life that they used to live? It’s debatable I guess……
Not a bad movie, I still enjoyed it. I guess Robocop fans would never say that it’s a bad movie. :P
I know exactly what my strengths and weaknesses are. I have a not-so-cool temper (which has become better these days) and I can be blunt at times.
When someone keeps telling me over and over again that I am “too sensitive”, I started to question myself. All my life before I met this person, no one has ever told me that I am too sensitive.
When I started questioning myself, I also started to find answers. I found out that, I am not the one who is sensitive. That person who told me that I am is actually the one who’s always being too sensitive to everything I say and do. He/she is the one who always misunderstands what I say or do and then replies with something hurtful, and then goes on and calls me being “too sensitive” when I react. What? Am I supposed to take all the crap that you give me and I’m not allowed to even flinch?
I don’t get sensitive when I’m around others, others don’t tell me that I am sensitive. Only this particular person who is constantly telling me and others that I am “TOO SENSITIVE”.
I was so curious and I Google-d what actually being “too sensitive” means. Found this that explains so well, Been Told You’re “Too Sensitive”?
Your boundaries are your boundaries. It’s not up to anyone else to tell you about your own comfort levels or ‘correct’ them to fit around their own agenda.
Your feelings are your feelings. Some people aren’t bothered by certain things but that doesn’t invalidate your position. And yes, some people aren’t bothered by certain things because they have empathy issues so as long as they ‘feel’ (they’re not tapping into many emotions) OK with something and like their perspective, they won’t understand what you’re ‘in a flap’ about.
I have made a lot of changes to myself lately. Especially at work. I am happier and more of myself when I’m at work now. I never thought that just by being myself can be so liberating, and happy. I finally came to accept that those who can’t accept me even when I was trying very hard to please, will never accept me for who I am. Surprisingly, when I show the real me, those who didn’t agree with me in the past are actually the ones who noticed the change and started to embrace the real me. The happiest thing is not that I’ve changed to become a better person, it is when I heard “Ashley, I changed because you changed”. Now I understand it is so important for me to be myself and not trying to please people.
I know clearly that I am not a “too sensitive” person because when I’m around my other friends and family, I can tell them exactly what they have offended me and they will explain to me and they never for once say that I am being “too sensitive”. They acknowledge what I’m feeling!
For those that still think I’m “too sensitive”, take a mirror and look at yourself. Who’s the one being too sensitive here?
Oh wait, if I say the statement above, I will become a nasty abuser and all of a sudden I am not “too sensitive” anymore but rude and disrespectful. Sigh……
My motto now is, stop pleasing everyone, and start being REAL. Just be nice and true to yourself.
Logged in to WordPress and I saw this notification:-
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It reminds me of how I started blogging.
Started 7 years ago with Friendster, the “IN” thing back then. Then with myspace. Then went on full blogging mode with Blogger (Blogspot back then). I was so frustrated with Blogger’s functions and templates, and for security reason, I switched to WordPress. And I never look back since.
WordPress is so much cleaner, tidier and easier to understand. Although I can’t play with the HTML codes to change the template, I am happy with the ready templates available.
5 years with WordPress, I’m still loving it.
Being human, that’s saying we don’t live alone.
There may be a few exceptional cases, but generally, we humans like to be associated with a certain group of people. We often seek to be part of a group and we always hope to be accepted by the group of people that we want to be with.
I have always desired to be accepted by the people that I want to be with. I try to fit in, adapt and change. I am always a follower. I always agree to what others say, so that I can be seen as part of the group and I so hope that I would be part of the group.
Is it because of my background and upbringing? I am not too sure. I just have this strong desire to be with people. I can do a lot of things alone and I don’t feel lonely. However when it comes to friends and work, I realised I have always wanted to be accepted by people. I don’t want to be seen as a lone ranger.
Recently, things change. I, change.
Things started to change few years ago, but now I have finally come to terms with the cold hard fact. The fact that, not everyone can accept me for who I really am. The fact that, all they want is for me to become like one of them. The fact that, they dislike the real me.
I have always believed that I could become someone better, someone that everyone likes. I couldn’t bear the thought of being disliked. I have always wanted to make things right when I came to know that someone dislikes me. I tried to improve and I did improve. I didn’t realise what I was doing was merely putting my real me to sleep. It was like playing as another person.
Sometimes, I felt I was accepted. I finally belonged to the “group”. However, when they still left you out, when you were still the last person on their mind, when they did not care how you feel, when it is always them you have to please…… It just hurts so much when you thought you were accepted by people only to find out you were actually not.
I could continue playing that person, if only people around me could accept me. It was never good enough. I, was never good enough. No matter how much I tried, how much I changed, people don’t seem to accept me. Not completely.
It got me thinking…… Ashley, do you need to please everybody just so that they accept you? Are you happy pleasing everybody except yourself? Are you happy playing someone that you are not? Will you be happy if they accept you completely? Is that the real you that they accept?
That’s the time I realised, I was constantly playing a different person. And I wasn’t happy. I was not me.
I missed my old self. That fearless, cheerful and confident ME.
I have decided, nothing and no one is more important than me myself. I have to take care of myself because if I don’t, no one will.
I am sick of saying yes all the time and I am tired of following someone else’s wish.
If someone doesn’t care about me or how I feel, so be it. It doesn’t concern me anymore.
If someone is not pleased with what I say and do, so be it. I’m not going to try to explain anymore.
Yes, it is time, to fly solo.
I don’t belong to the flock, and I never will. I never could.
Suddenly, I am happy once more. I am alone, but I am not lonely.
It’s so liberating to finally be myself, the real me.
P.S.: I only have a handful of friends that I am close to. I don’t see them very often, but they are the true friends that really let me be myself when I’m with them. I don’t please them, I merely enjoy the time spent with them. They accept me for who I am. They listen and they don’t judge. I was so sad when some people around me kept telling me that they’re my friends and yet they went on to judge me and gossip about me behind my back. That’s the time I learnt that I have to ditch the flock. The good thing about them is, they helped me grow. I gotta admit that without them, I wouldn’t realise how silly I was.
If the first pregnancy went smoothly, I would be celebrating my Christmas this year with my baby.
If the second one went smoothly, I would now be celebrating my Christmas with a big bundle of joy.
Seriously, festive seasons only make you miss the loved ones you lost, MORE.
Babies, are you celebrating Christmas together in heaven?
Time flies, it’s been two months. My body is still healing from the miscarriage. My heart, still aches sometimes.
I feel a lot more guilty this time, because I seem to be coping very well with the loss. I feel that I didn’t mourn the unborn child enough. The feeling of guilt is so strong now. Someone in a pregnancy forum told me, moving on faster this time doesn’t mean I love it any lesser. However, I feel terrible.
I don’t want to forget. I force myself to remember it every 23rd of the month. I would count, one month, two months. Subconsciously, I will try to make it difficult for myself.
I have thought of getting myself pregnant soon, but I know that is not what I want.
I too have thought of giving up on having a child, knowing that Andrew would not mind.
But it is just so not me to give up something so easily. Especially when I know I have not done my best.
Having a child has never been the priority in my life. I’m not sure if I should make it one now.
P.S.: I would be 5 months pregnant now if I did not miscarry……
I’ve always heard people said, “I don’t know what to get her this Christmas, she’s got everything”.
People who said that, obviously have not bought a gift for a man before. I think!
It always puzzles me when people said that. If you’re really out of idea, just a cosmetic/skincare/bodycare gift box would really make her grinning from ear to ear.
A woman would never complain she has too many bottle of perfume.
A man though can be very choosy for the scent.
A woman would never say no to jewellery.
A man though doesn’t usually wear jewellery!
A woman would always be happy to receive flowers.
A man though doesn’t seem to appreciate the beauty of flowers.
A woman would be happy to receive soft toys.
A man though doesn’t like to be associated with anything fluffy and cute.
A woman doesn’t mind to have an extra purse.
A man though carries one wallet until it’s torn.
I’ve thought of pen. Nope, he doesn’t carry one around.
How about wallet? No, the one he’s using is still new.
Shoes? Sorry, I will have to bring him there for fitting. So, no.
Shades? He doesn’t wear them, and he lost the Armani pair that his brother gave him all because he rarely wore them and he forgot where he put. -__-
Gadgets? Toys? They’re too expensive. He’s into remote control helis and stuff, but they’re so bloody expensive. He likes the new Play Station 4, again, it is damn expensive. You have no idea. He doesn’t simply splurge, but he has expensive taste. @__@
Watch then. I know he likes one of the G-Shock watches, but it’s so expensive! And I think I’ll save that for his birthday.
Think I’m left with clothes and perfume. SIGH…………………………
Now, don’t ever tell me it is easier to buy gift for a man!
Wow…… Looks like it’s been some time since I last posted something “random”.
Two days ago, my colleague told me something funny and when I heard that, I laughed hysterically. I couldn’t stop laughing whenever I think of it.
Colleague 1: There’s someone from Jurassic Park looking for you.
Colleague 2: HUH???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It turned out that someone from the lawyer firm Zulrafique & Partners came.
Zulrafique & Partners = Jurassic Park???????!!!!!!!!!
Now, go laugh your a** off. I know you want to. :P
Lesson learned, make sure you get the name correctly, don’t make yourself look like a fool. :P
Ashley, is a pretty common name I would say. When someone tells you his/her name is Ashley, the spelling that comes to mind would be either Ashley, Ashlee, Ashlea, Ashlie, or even Ashleigh.
However, I know for some people, to pronounce Ashley is a chore. That’s because right after you make the “O” from pronouncing the “Ash”, you have to immediately pull your lips back to pronounce the “lee”. Some may even have problem saying the “sh”. So, the name will sound like “Asley”. @__@
Ashley, isn’t my Christian name since I’m not a Christian. It is a name which I gave myself when I started college because the tutors and lecturers couldn’t pronounce my Chinese name correctly. Mind you, my Chinese name isn’t too difficult to pronounce and I have no idea why a lot of people always couldn’t get it right! Little did I know some people would still have problem pronouncing Ashley. T__T
Over the years, I’ve received emails from people addressing me “AshEly”. I’m not sure if it was a typo or what. My email address clearly states “ASHLEY”, but they would always write “AshEly”! With the “E” in front of “L”! Always! Something wrong with their eyes?????????
Fine, I could take “Ashely” as a typo. How about “Ashly”? Where’s my “E”???!!! Again, do they have problem reading email address? Not just once, emails after emails with my signature at the bottom which says “ASHLEY”, they insist to address me as “Ashly”. I bet they must be starving to have eaten the “E”.
Then, I have people writing to me and addressing me as “Asly”. @__@ You must have noticed. “Ashley” got shorter and shorter. I totally understand, “Asly” way much easier to pronounce. However, I don’t remember pronouncing my name as “Asly” when I talk to people. I know how people could have missed the “sh”, I always emphasize on pronouncing “Ae-ssshhh-lee”. There is no way one could miss the “sh”! Sigh……
The most recent one, and it didn’t happen just once, but twice! In Starbucks! Seriously, I’m wondering if Starbucks management gave all their staffs a list of names to be written on the cups whenever they hear such names from their customers. I happily told them my name is “Ashley” when they asked for it. What appeared on my cups was this:
This isn’t the first time I got “Esly” from Starbucks. The previous time I didn’t bother to take picture of it. -__- “ESLY”!!! Why “Esly”?! My pronunciation can’t be that bad! Or people nowadays pronounce “Esly” with the “ash”? @__@
My friend then showed me a link that “Starbucks Employees Can’t Spell Names Well“. It was horrendous! I feel sorry for those people! Then I thought, would the employees have done it on purpose? You certainly know what vagina and anus are! Suddenly, “Esly” seems so much better.
I have also heard some people pronounce “Ashley” as “Asli”, which is the same pronunciation for “orang asli” (which means native)! T__T Some would even make fun of it by saying, “Asli??? Orang asli ke awak ni???” And they laughed. *Cries* Why like that????
I can only blame myself…… SIGH. –_____–
I believe most of us know him from The Fast and The Furious. He was a young lad back then. It was only few months ago that we’ve seen Fast & Furious 6. Now, he’s gone.
Few days ago, I woke up to my Facebook flooded with the bad news. I didn’t want to believe it, I went Google to see if it was a hoax. I was hoping very hard that it was just another hoax that people created. This time, Google disappoints me. The news was already on BBC, it wasn’t a hoax. Within minutes, my Facebook was flooded with pictures of him.
I don’t know why this time a celebrity’s death could make me feel so sad. I was sad when Michael Jackson died, but not like this. I didn’t cry, but I felt the heart-ache. I got teary looking at all the RIP messages on Facebook. It’s weird for me to feel the pain when I don’t know him at all.
Is it because I’ve seen all of the Fast & Furious series? Is it because he was too young? Or I feel sorry for him to die at the peak of his career? Or because I won’t see him in Fast & Furious anymore?
People have been saying that we only remember Paul Walker, but we forgot there’s another person who died, which was his friend, Roger Rodas. Just because he wasn’t famous, nobody seems to notice. According to the website, he was only 38, even younger than Paul Walker.
A lot have also said that Paul Walker was only an average man you could find off the street and he didn’t deserve what he was having. Well…… To me, he was still a great actor and someone who did his part to make the world a better place.
Are good people destined to die young?
Too young. Too soon.
Picture from Facebook
Pacific Rim is also one of the much anticipated movies this year. When Andrew and I saw the trailer, both of us said the same thing, “we must watch this!” We were ooh-ing and ah-ing watching the trailer and he kept saying cool!
Those robots, they called them Jaegers, are even more magnificent than Transformers! Now, who said we need Autobots from the outer space to rescue us, we could build our own. :) Love the way that the pilots would always say the name of the moves out loud before they strike. That sounds very Janapense-Ultraman-style, but it is cool! I’m never a fan of Ultraman, but surprisingly I love Pacific Rim Jaegers.
Whenever I saw the Jaegers fighting, my adrenaline pumped up too. I didn’t feel much of that when I watched Transformers. Yeah, Optimus Prime is cool and “handsome”, but Gipsy Danger is cooler and more magnificent! I kept ooh-ing and woah-ing. The music also plays a major role in the movie. They sound pretty impressive and make the Jaegers “appear” to be very stylish. You MUST listen to the ending song played during the credits. It sounds really fantastic! And it totally matches the grandness of Jaegers. Andrew and I were still watching and listening to the song when the credits played. :D
The moment I first saw Charlie Hunnam, I thought to myself, why this man looks so weird? Somehow, I don’t find him attractive. He seems to be trying too hard to impress in the movie. When I saw the Japanese girl, I thought, why the director picked all the non-attractive people for this movie lah aiyo!!! She sounds like she was reading from the script. Saw her in the trailer of 47 Ronin, she doesn’t sound like that anymore. Luckily there is Idris Elba. Oh gosh, he exudes such overwhelming power in the movie. Whenever he appeared, you could feel the power and authority that he represented. Great actor. I didn’t recognise him in Pacific Rim. However, when I went to watch Thor: The Dark World, Andrew said when Heimdall appeared, “this the man from Pacific Rim”. My lips went “O” for a long time! No wonder they both give me the same feeling.
Apart from the rookie performance of Charlie Hunnam and Mako Mori, I enjoyed the movie a lot. If you love Transformers, you just gotta watch Pacific Rim.
“Today we are cancelling the apocalypse.” – Stacker Pentecost
And here’s the ending song, Googled for it, it’s called Drift.
To return the favor, it could be either good or bad.
We are taught to return the favor when someone helps us. We are never taught to return the favor when someone is mean to us, or we call it revenge. It is always said that revenge only makes you feeling even more bitter, makes you a hater. Even if you manage to return the favor, you can’t undo what is done.
Unlike returning a good deed, others feel happy and you feel happier. Returning the favor should be a circle, it goes round and round, on and on, it should never stop. We often feel elated when we help someone and the world could always use an extra helping hand.
We are also told that to treat people how you would want to be treated, never do unto others what you don’t want others to do unto you. Recently, I saw the photo below on Facebook and I laughed. I laughed, and I concurred.
When the other person doesn’t really care about me, I feel that it is only wasting time to continue to show that I care. Someone said, keep showing them the love since they may need it. Hell with that. I’m not a saint. I can’t love someone who constantly treats me like a doormat. I may or may not return the favor, but I will certainly distant myself from that person, either physically or emotionally.
A very simple rule, you treat me nice, and I’ll treat you the same. When you are mean to me, please don’t expect me to be an angel. When I turn my back on you, you should know damn well that it is time for you to walk out of my life. Don’t go around telling others how I have failed you, remember, it works both way.
Have you ever revenged? Was it really “sweet revenge”?
I used to love horror movies (in fact I still love them) and I wouldn’t have nightmares after watching them. I could still go on with my daily life not worrying if I would see a ghost or some spirit is going to haunt me.
Years ago, when I was still a college student, I watched Ju-On together with my housemates at home. That movie, is my curse. I couldn’t get rid of those images from my head! I was so scared that I called Andrew (who wasn’t home to watch the movie together) and told him to come home IMMEDIATELY (he was my housemate back then). He would now recall that I sounded like I was just being robbed. LOL! Ju-On is really scary s*** I tell ya!
I have this love-hate relationship with horror movies since then, I want to watch them but I am also scared. Andrew doesn’t appreciate that part of me. He doesn’t like horror movies and he doesn’t understand why I still want to watch them when I feel so scared. He refuses to watch horror movies in the cinema, or I should say he doesn’t even want to watch them. I literally have to beg him to watch it with me, but he never budge. :( Luckily he said yes for watching The Conjuring in the cinema! That’s because I told him it’s based on a true story! The last time he watched a horror movie with me in a cinema (before The Conjuring), he fell asleep!!! T__T
I only watch horror movies at home when Andrew is around. Also, I will only watch horror movies after I take my shower. Hahaha. You ask, what has shower got to do with watching horror movies? All because of Ju-On lah! There was a scary scene happened in the bathroom while the girl was taking her shower…… Gosh!!! Don’t remind me of that! Andrew will always remind me to take my shower first if I want to watch horror movies. :P I dare not to go to the bathroom after watching the movies, or, I will leave the bathroom door open. Hahahahahaha.
So, why do I still love watching horror movies? Let’s just say I love the mystery or story behind every horror movie. There is always a reason behind a haunted place, and it is always related to human. Horror movies are, most of the times, telling you a story from a different perspective. Don’t you want to know why that house is haunted? Why the spirits become restless? Why the living ones did what they did? Why……
I have never watched the trailer above to the end…… Whenever I saw this trailer on TV, I would quickly cover my ears and close my eyes! LOL!!! I’ve not watched the movie too, it looks too scary. Hahahaha.
Few years back, Andrew got me this movie, Dead Silence, since I told him I wanted to watch. I put the DVD on, just 5 minutes the movie started, I close and off everything. That scene is the beginning of the trailer above too. The moment I saw it was zooming in on the bed with something covered underneath the blanket, I hit pause! I was so scared and, Andrew wasn’t home!!! I think I deserve a trophy for acting so quick to hit the pause button, it was lightning quick I tell ya! LOL!
There was once I saw this trailer on TV, can’t remember what movie is that. I didn’t know it was a horror movie trailer, I screamed the moment I saw the ghost! Idiot!!! And Andrew was laughing! @__@
Do you like horror movies?
“Come out, come out, wherever you are.” - Hide and Seek
I love Monsters, Inc.! So, I would never miss a “monsters” sequel. Right after Monsters, Inc., I already know that they were making a sequel. Finally!!! I told Andrew that no matter what, I MUST watch! Hahahaha. However, this is not a sequel. It is a prequel to Monsters, Inc. Story about the monsters before they become the employees in Monsters, Inc.
I was so happy and excited that morning, felt like a little kid again. Hahaha. You know, sometimes it is so easy for me to feel happy. :) When I saw Sully and Mike on the big screen again, I had to control myself not to yell like a kid, “Sully!!! Mikey!!!” LOL! Somehow I miss being in Disneyland, you get to do all that yelling and shouting like a kid and no one would look at you with that this-girl-is-so-weird-and-childish look.
Anyway, back to the movie. I still prefer Monsters, Inc. Monsters University somehow does not have that much of “funny factors”. It is funny, but it is also pretty forgettable. You laugh, and that’s it. It doesn’t leave a big impression on the audiences. There isn’t a particular scene that I can really remember and still laugh about. I enjoyed a great laugh, and that’s it.
I guess the movie is trying to tell us that, your performance in academic doesn’t define your future. You fail on papers, you can still well be successful in life later on. And, attitude is all that matters.
Recently, I saw this Volvo Trucks advertisement and my jaw dropped. I literally had to hold my lower jaw and close it! It was so cool!
Jean-Claude Van Damme, the famous action movie star, what is he doing in a Volvo Trucks commercial? That’s what I thought. Watch and you’ll understand.
Van Damme is old but he hasn’t lost it at all! Gosh…… I showed Andrew this, and he too went, “awesome”. You just gotta give your thumbs-up to Van Damme. Oh…… Sorry to say, I’m not a big fan of Volvo. ;) My thumbs-up and jaw-dropping moment were for Van Damme. :D
Speaking of Volvo, my friend showed me this commercial that they had it on American TV. I was laughing so hard and thought Volvo has really got to decide who their customers are.
Hilarious isn’t it? My friend said, Volvo is for vampires and he wonders how many vampires out there are driving a Volvo. LMAO!!! That commercial is so lame. Unlike Audi’s commercial with Iron Man. Vampire versus Iron Man, I’ll choose Iron Man, period. :P
Enough of Volvo jokes. :P Get back to work.
You may have noticed that I don’t write movie reviews much lately. How can a movie-goer suddenly stop watching movies? No way. I still watch movies, but I am too lazy to write about them. I blame my hormones. LOL! Guess now I am back to my normal self to start blogging/writing again. You’ll be seeing a few movie reviews in the next few days, just skip my blog lah for a few days if you don’t want to read them.
Didn’t know about Gravity until it was in the cinema and I constantly heard people raving about it. “It was so amazing that you could actually feel like you’re in the space! It was so real! It was so cool! You gotta watch it in IMAX, unbelievable! Best space movie ever!” Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah…… To be honest, it didn’t attract me at all even after watching the trailer. Oh well, Andrew wanted to watch and I don’t mind since there’s George Clooney. :D
Twenty minutes into the movie, when the adventure started, I got restless. I got so impatient with Sandra Bullock’s character being so stupid and stubborn in the movie. LOL! I also got impatient with the atmosphere of the movie. Nothing is moving…… Everything stays still…… Floating and drifting helplessly…… Some said that is the power of the movie, that the experience of the character in the movie felt so real. Apart from feeling “real”, I felt boring too. -__- I got restless and impatient because I wanted the movie to end faster since I already could predict the ending. Okay, that’s how it feels in the space…… I don’t need someone to use 90 minutes to tell me that. I already know in the first 30 minutes…… @__@
Andrew enjoyed the movie, a lot. In fact, a lot of people did. I’m the odd one! What makes me more sad is, George Clooney appeared for like maybe 30 minutes ONLY!!!
Nevertheless, it’s still a good educational movie for all of us.
Not forgetting the excellent performance of Sandra Bullock. She’s such a great actress.
When I was reading Dan’s blog, We Shouldn’t Be Friends by Any Account, the people that came to my mind were them:
More often than not, we make most of our friends when we are in school. Those friends, are our classmates, also partners in crimes, and friends. When we go to college, we make new friends too, if you’re lucky. When we start working, we have co-workers/colleagues, some of these people become our friends too. You see, the places where we make new friends, are pretty much, predictable. Of course, there are examples of making new friends over the internet and some other strange places. For me, I met this bunch of incredible people in a wedding forum.
It started with us ladies, planning our weddings. We needed information, where else to go to when the world wide web is the easiest and fastest way. We joined this wedding forum, we exchanged ideas, information, advices, thoughts, opinions, jokes, tears…… Five of us, got especially close to each other. Why? I don’t know.
Then, it blossomed into real-life friends. We met up, with the rest of the bride-to-be’s. However, five of us would meet more frequent. We even had our own chat group on MSN and every night we would gather at 8pm or 9pm and chat. We talked about everything under the sky and we laughed at almost every joke.
In between, things happened. Can’t remember what exactly, I’d like to think that’s just how things work.
First, it was only us, the ladies. We’re not really close in age. Our age gap is in between 3 to 6 years. We also come from different places and we were brought up in different culture. We are actually very different. Somehow, we click. Not in a million years I thought I could be friends with them.
Melissa, aka Mel Mel, is the “gentle” one among us. She laughs, she jokes, she talks, but she’s never loud. Once in a while she will say something that crack all of us up big time. She LOVES food, and she doesn’t like HOT. However, she would go under the hot sun for food. Hahahahaha. Usually, I will snort at this sort of “puteri lilin”. C’mon lah, you’re living in Malaysia, if you can’t stand the sun and hot weather, where else can you go? But, we are still friends. The rest of us will always make fun of her “puteri lilin” side, but she’s cool with that.
Wan Yi, we call her “Ah Yi” most of the times. :P She has the loudest laugh!!! When she gets excited, she will laugh so loud that we all at one point think the walls are going to collapse! She’s the youngest among us, we all sometimes treat her like lil’ sister. She is Singaporean. You know, I’m very sceptical towards Singaporean. I usually can’t stand them. To top that, Wan Yi is so much younger than me, she’s even younger than my younger sister. I don’t always click with “small” sister. But well, we are still friends. She has a big heart, she can take whatever crap this BIG sister throws at her. :p
There’s Nicole, we nicknamed her “Ah Nic”. She can cook and bake good stuff! We used to go to her home and eat! Hahahaha. And Wii-ing together. I don’t see her as often as the rest, but we still keep in touch. She will always make effort to meet us. I don’t usually have a lot to talk to friends that I don’t see regularly. You know, that awkward moment when you meet a friend that you didn’t see for a long time, you go “hello, how are you”, and the silence that follows…… Somehow, Nicole is an exception.
Honestly, they’re not exactly the type of friends I would be seen associated with if you look at my personality. However, it turned out that they’re the closest friends that I now have. We don’t get jealous of each other, we don’t badmouth each other, we don’t lie to each other…… We agree, but we also disagree. We have good and bad times, but our hearts still bring us together. I guess Dan is true in saying, friends just kind of “happen.”
Over the time, we include our husbands. Surprisingly, our husbands get along just fine. We often go out and travel together. We don’t really care how much the other person is earning and the background, so long as we are happy together.
Friends, may not always be there. So, be grateful when they are.
I used to have a lot of friends, good friends, best friends…… Most of them are history now. I wish someone could have told me when I was much younger that true friends show up only when you’re in trouble. That would have prepared me for all the heartaches.
As you know me, I prefer flats than heels. Ever since my RM39 red flats which I bought from Zalora worn out, I’ve been looking for a replacement. I hate that moment that when you wanted something badly, you just couldn’t find it. I’ve tried cheap ones, expensive ones, comfortable ones (as they claimed)…… None of them really gave me that comfortable feeling like the RM39 flats! Idiot…… I am stuck with my ugly but comfortable yellow Crocs…… And my red Chuck Taylor (I still love my red Converse)……
I was looking for a pair of white Chuck Taylor classic for a long time. All the stores I’ve been to are “out of stock”, I even left my numbers with them so that they could call me when they restock. I never received calls from them. Ish…… But Ashley, why white? You may ask. ‘Cause I can then pair it with anything, any color, any outfit…… Oh, and I wanted a high top since I already have a classic.
Was wandering in KLCC with Andrew after dinner on one Friday. Walked past Converse store and I said, “let’s go in and try my luck again”. Saw the white high top on display, I was sceptical when I asked the store assistant if there were any smaller sizes available. The shop owner heard and answered “try size 5″. I was surprised that they have sizes!!! I was yelping in delight inside! “They have size! They have stock wor!” I told Andrew. When I put that white high top on, my goodness…… I didn’t want to take it off!!! I was looking in the mirror (almost dance in front of the mirror) and kept asking Andrew, “nice right? It looks nice right? It looks so nice and it’s so comfortable……” That moment, I knew I gotta buy it NOW.
Fastest decision I ever made in buying a pair of shoes! Within less than 5 minutes. Hahahahahahaha.
Love my Chuck Taylor All Star!
P.S.: I’m still hunting for a pair of flats that I can wear with my work outfit. I don’t wear flats in the office usually. I wear flats TO the office, and change into my heels when I’m in the office, and change back into my flats when it’s after work. So, I still need a pair of flats that could compliment my work outfit. Crocs is just too ugly. :(
A while back, someone on Facebook shared Dan Pearce’s blog post on 25 more of the Creepiest Things Ever Said by Kids. I’ve been following his blog ever since.
Today, I read this, Pulled from the Truth Box – Week 29.
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a great battle.” ~Philo of Alexandria
He started the post with the above. How apt.
I was surprised and sad that people are not what we think they are. They are going through things which we would never have thought. We only see things on the surface and we make our own judgements and assumptions from that. How shallow we are.
We often want others to understand what we are going through, but we fail to understand what others are really going through. We see a happy face that someone puts up, immediately we think that he is fine now and everything is back to normal again. We fail to recognise the fact that it is so easy to hide our true emotions or secrets if we really try.
Look at those confessions, some of them clearly need help. However, no one can help them if they continue to keep their secrets, a secret. Why is it so hard for someone to say that they need help? Are people around them so cruel that they refuse to help? I can’t imagine what they are going through…… It must be very difficult to hide all of it and show the opposite. No wonder the rate of suicide is so high. :(
I too hide things, especially from my colleagues. They don’t know what I’m going through in life. They hardly know me, except the part of me that they see at work. I don’t hide my true self from them on purpose, it’s just that I see no need to show them that side of me.
I have one confession that I would like to make here, in the blogosphere, to the whole world.
What everyone thinks is true:
I am a strong and confident person that I can take any challenge life throws at me.
What actually is true:
I don’t want the world to see me cry, so I cry in the bathroom when I’m tired of pretending that I am strong.
Don’t be disturbed by what I wrote above. I am perfectly fine.
Now, people, don’t go and judge someone when you don’t know the story behind. Remember, you can hurt someone badly when he’s already so wounded. “We all are fighting our own great battles”, be kind to everyone.
If some of you hadn’t noticed, I am from Malaysia, I am Malaysian. English is not our mother tongue and we don’t speak English like the British (with the accent) although our English is UK based. We, speak our very own Manglish! *I’m so surprised that Manglish is explained on Wikipedia!!!*
When we speak English among our people, we can get very LOCAL. We add our own dialects, Malay, Hokkien, Cantonese…… Sometimes Tamil….. Hahahaha. As long as we can understand each other, we use all sorts of languages that we know in one sentence to make it “colourful”. However, I don’t write Manglish in my blog. I don’t know why. Occasionally you would see some “lah”, “aiyo”, and whatnots, but not the full version of Manglish. So, when I read this on Daily Prompt: Non-Regional Diction, I thought this is the best opportunity to show off my Manglish. Hahahaha. Be warned, if you’re not used to Manglish, you may not have a clue what I’m trying to express. :D
Christmas is coming soon lah, told Andrew I want to start decorating the Christmas tree but he pulak said next month only take out. Ish…… I want the Christmas feel mah and he tak paham one. Need to go IKEA fast lor, or else sure like last year, all the deco stuff habik disapu. Kesian us last year, only managed to grab some leftover stuff.
This Christmas I’m going to bake some cookies. Andrew’s aunt gave me this great idea to bake some cookies as Christmas gift. Since I so semangat to bake now, better take this opportunity to practice more. Then I can bake my own cookies for CNY liao! Andrew said last week, “CNY don’t need to buy cookies from outside liao lor……” I sweat, he really thinks so highly of his wifey lor.
Ever since my miscarriage, I keep telling myself not to stress too much at work. Wah…… It works leh. Things that I would usually feel upset about, now I just don’t care lah. Cin cai lah whatever you want to say, I just smile and do whatever I can. If you don’t like it, go complain to my boss lah, let him decide lor. So long as I feel that I’m doing the right thing, what to afraid oh. Of course lor, sometimes will still feel a bit “boh song” lor, but I won’t let it affect my mood anymore. Mm jek dak lor. Sigh, took me so long to finally learn the art of tidak-apa. Well, it’s better late than never lor.
After watching Thor: The Dark World, I fell in love with Tom Hiddleston (I remember his name ’cause it is unique lah. Hahaha.)! Aiyoooo…… The handsome bad boy in Thor!!! In The Dark World, he looks even more charming lah. Bad boy with character, beh tahan ah…… Now I like Loki more than Thor. Hahahaha. He’s bad, yet he’s good, and then he’s bad again…… Walau ehhh…… Then I saw this video of him being in an interview prank, he is so adorable lah!!! And so good mannered! Then there’s another video of him dancing! Fuyooohhh…… How can he be so cool???!!!
Meeting my girl friends tomorrow, excited leh. This few girl friends are friends that I really cherish. Although we don’t see each other very often, we do keep in touch one. I volunteered to bake them some cupcakes, kan cheong ah. Nicole is usually the one who bakes for us, now is the time to return the favor lor. Cannot always eat but no return one mah, must return the favor if can de. I have this funny principle, if I receive a favor from someone hoh, I will try to return it even if it’s not to the same person. For example, I used to have a colleague who always sent me home whenever she could. After she resigned, I (more like Andrew lah) would try to send other colleagues (those who stay near my place) home if I could.
I didn’t know it could be this difficult for me to write in Manglish lor. I usually speak Manglish one lah, I don’t know why when it comes to writing I have difficulty to incorporate it in. Funny hoh? Someone at work used to correct my broken English since I speak Manglish. I then talked to him in a strictly perfect English, “don’t do that with me and don’t think that I don’t know how to SPEAK good English. When I do, you will feel embarrassed for yourself. Now, do you want me to speak proper English with you?” That totally shut him off! Wah…… Shiokness. I speak Manglish because I am Malaysian. I don’t try to speak in some English slang and accent here. I used to work with people from other countries, namely American, British, Australian and Kiwi. I only speak proper English when I need to. When I’m with my own people, Manglish prevails. :) Or some of us would call it, rojak English lah.
When you see/hear Malaysians speaking broken English with each other, don’t be shocked, it is our culture here. Also, don’t assume that we can’t speak proper English. Manglish is how we communicate, it doesn’t mean we did not learn English the proper way.
I once saw someone shared this on Facebook, only Malaysian can understand this:
Macha, you want da pao or makan here?
4 languages/dialects in one sentence, and it looks totally fine to us, because we understand it perfectly. :D
I was struggling to find what I really love doing. It was all over the place and I wanted to do so many things. Andrew told me to take my time to find it, it is not something that you can rush. There wasn’t one thing that I really LOVE doing and commit to it. Until, now. It was just like what people always say, you find it when you least expect it.
Recently, I found that I actually enjoy baking. :)
I enjoy cooking too. Whenever I can, I will cook. However, I don’t like the “aftermath” of cooking a meal. So many things to wash! Pans, pots, spatula, spoons, plates, bowls, chopsticks, chopping boards, knife…… And so much of waste to throw!!! I’m really lazy to cook whenever I think of that……
Whereas for baking, usually is just the mixing bowl, mixer, spatula, baking tray and measuring cup. See! Lesser things to wash and clean up. Also, it’s fast to actually whip up something to bake. Once you master the steps, it’s so easy. Mix everything up, put in the baking tray and into the oven, “DING”! Done. And the house would be smelling heavenly of baked stuff instead of smelling oily or stinky of the food you just cooked.
However, being an Aries, the biggest challenge is to make a new challenge/passion last. I am worried that this new-found passion will only last for a couple of months. I have to find new “challenges” for myself if I want this passion to last. So, I start baking for friends, colleagues and family. I make it a habit to bake at least once a week, be it cookies or cupcakes or muffins. I have to keep looking for new recipes. I have to keep exploring rather than feeling “safe” with the one-and-only recipe. I have to keep challenging myself!
My new mission is, learn to bake pineapple tarts! Andrew is a pineapple tarts fanatic. He can finish a whole jar of pineapple tarts within minutes!!! We only get to see or eat pineapple tarts during Chinese New Year. If I could bake it on my own, I can have it any time I want. When Andrew heard that I want to learn how to bake pineapple tarts, “GOOD! I like pineapple tarts!” First time he gave me respond like that on baking! Ish……. Just because it’s what he likes…… @__@