Unleashing Drama

At the risk

2009-07-05T18:49:00.000-07:00

I don't like defending myself. For whatever reason, I don't like having to explain myself over and over again. I know the nicknames they give me because at times..they accidentally say it to my face. Bimbo, superficial, living in a little bubble, airhead..I've heard it all before.

But do I need to prove to you that there's more than meets the eye? Or should I say..there's more to me than what you read here?

Nope. I don't.

So really. I choose to be happy.

Why don't you choose the same?

*Saje nak emo with this post..*

Super Malas

2009-07-05T08:03:00.000-07:00

I cannot comprehend how lazy my brother can get sometimes. It was early morning and as I was getting ready to go to work..I heard him yell my name repeatedly from his room.

Justin: Cheryl Akka!! Come here..
Me *running hastily*: Why Jus? You ok?
Justin: Can bring for me a bottle ar?
Me: Bottle of water?
Justin: No, empty bottle. I want to urine..but so lazy to walk to the toilet
Me: .....

OMG. Kenapa my brother so super duper lazy ar? He refuses to eat unless someone feeds him. Refuses to drink water unless we bring it for him. Ish..spoilt and pampered.

My class was cancelled on Sunday and I couldn't even mask my excitement when my friend told me about it. I was estatic! I spent the whole Sunday sleeping and then worrying about going to work tommorow.

Once again, I told my boss that I have 'not much work' which only resulted in her bombarding me with work. Heh. Me and my big mouth. But really, I rather be busy than be bored. There's only sooo much you can do on Facebook.

Sakit mata mata sakit

2009-07-03T03:04:00.000-07:00

It's gonna be one hell of a weekend. Armed with my books and the internet connection, I'm ready to take it down.

The plastic me

2009-07-01T18:31:00.000-07:00

I read Nadia's blog about being 'plastic' and I couldn't help but agree with her.

Lately, my colleagues have insisted that I am as plastic as plastic can get. This, of course, means that I am very fake. One even said that if we took all the ATM cards of everyone in Wisma Genting and melted it..it would still be less plastic than me. Heh.

While defending myself proved futile because they would just insist that I am fake, I still wanted to prove my point.

So, 'fakeness' was something I picked up along the course of my life. The thing is, I am a kind soul (chewah..). I don't like to hurt people and make them sad. I rather be 'fake' to them and then..you know..curse them silently in my heart. While most people say that I'm not being true to myself, I believe that this is as true as true can get. I don't like to see people hurt..and I have no heart to be rude to people, especially those who are older than me. So, like that..many times, I just choose the 'fake' way.

When you're out in the corporate world, you cannot cannot afford to be rude. It really pays to be polite and professional when dealing with situations. It pays to be patient when handling tough people. It pays because you know you have the upper hand. By you not losing your temper, you are actually much better than the other person who gets all angry and hot during an argument.

Then of course, you finish the conversation and go and bang your head on the wall because you cannot believe such a stupid person exists.

Anyway, before I digress..I wanna say that I like being plastic. Call me what you want..but hey, at least I can control my temper. =)

Weekend

2009-06-29T20:39:00.000-07:00

Just as I thought it would be another boring weekend with 12 hours spent for classes and the rest of the day spent sleeping or eating....

I was proven wrong!!

I was not alone this weekend as the boyfriend graciously decided to pop in for a visit! Although it was only a few hours, I was truly grateful for his thoughtful gesture..

And at this point, I shall overdose each and everyone of you with pictures of us, taken from the SAME angle.

Okay. End of pictures.

Thank you dahling. =)

Cleaning up my closet

2009-06-28T19:57:00.000-07:00

I cleaned my drawers over the weekend. And, I'm constantly amaze at the things I've found when I clean my room. I'll share with you guys a bit of my history. For starters, I like to keep things. Cinema ticket stubs, autographs, diaries, letters, notes..everything.

Heh. I remember my mum being very angry at me for cutting out my baby picture and sticking it on my autograph.

But she signed on my autograph anyway..

Lingga wrote this. I think he wanted to write.."You are kind girl and beautiful". But you know, when your Standard 3 and you call a girl beautiful..it means you like her. Yeah..like that.

My brother wrote this. Got picture lagi tau. Hahahahaha..

And my cousin Valencia. I'm sure she won't remember this. She doesn't ever call me pretty like a doll these days.

With my sister. Can you see the height difference? Nothing has changed. Sigh.

I love writing diaries. I have a few diaries and it's all filled with the same story. A likes B but I like A and B likes C. And I was very very particular about people reading my diary!

My handwriting was pretty neat. These days, I scribble rubbish here and there.

And I loved writing biodatas. So semangat wanted to be a doctor or a lawyer..

And we used to have cake day, orange day, friendship day and all sorts of lame days. Kanesh, why would you want to trick me? Why?

And Kasthuri.. I am happy. =)

More pictures. Ah, my brother was a cute boy. And the girl in the checkered blouse, that's my cousin Valencia.

Storytelling competition. I take part in every single one of em'.

Old watches. I don't use watches anymore..for whatever reason I don't know. A few people have tried to talk me into wearing a watch again. But I don't.

Unsent love letters. I don't know why. Gopi never got this note. And yes, I used to call him estate. Perhaps I didn't send it because, at that time, we were only five months old.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is my boyfriend's idea of a birthday card. And yes, it is in Malay..

Tak boleh tahan. Jiwang sungguh!

This was from Dayana. Why ikan kicap dee? Why?

Presents...sigh..

This was a Christmas card from Deven. I don't know why he must put the picture of every single one of his friend in the card. Heh. But it was a nice card.

Unsent card again. Sigh. I don't know why I do this.

English Society. Spot me!!

Prefects camp. Spot me!! Oh, Dayana, Felicia and Pik Kay are in the picture as well..

As I got older, my friends just decided to leave random notes on my notebook. Oh, and my sister as well.

Yes, back in the days. we said what we meant.

And Felicia. I have loads of notes from Feli. Really really long ones about Ally McBeal and about how you've been banned from watching Friends..macam-macam lagi.

Gopi eventually got better at selecting cards.

From Leroy! Back in the time when I've only known him for four months. I think, this year, we've known each other for four years already.

From Kartika...

And Iris..

So, have you cleaned your closet lately?

Joining the bandwagon

2009-06-27T11:22:00.001-07:00

Turut serta sedih on the occasion of Michael Jackson's death. Memang sedih. Like the rest of the world, I'm also downloading all his old songs and listening to it over and over again.

Forget it

2009-06-26T00:52:00.000-07:00

Dear Gab (Part ii)

I know I said I'll miss you dearly and you're irreplaceable. And I know you believed me. It's been a week since you've resigned and I've become very quiet and bored in the office...

But...

The new girl rocks!!!

Funny, straight-forward and smart.

I couldn't have asked for a better table-sharing mate than this young lady!

Teh,

Welcome to Genting Malaysia! :) Kerja sini memang best...

ps - Gab, I'm kidding. You know I love you. Come for lunch this Monday ok? I shall update you on the latest drama in my life..

pps- Dayana, you're the best! Engkau memang pandai giler lah weh..

Seriously

2009-06-24T21:17:00.001-07:00

No mood to blog. Not today, not this weekend, not ever.

Hiatus. Indefinitely

Choices

2009-06-23T23:32:00.001-07:00

I hate making choices. I hate choosing.

My situation is like this.

Everyone is annoyed with her. Nobody wants to really talk to her. Let's face it. She's downright annoying. She forgets easily..asks to many questions..embarrasses us and tries to control most of the things that are going on here. I have never felt so irritated in my life as I am with her.

But the thing is..me being me.. I am generally very nice. I cannot be rude to people and at times..my weak character results in people taking advantage of me. But that aside, I try my best to be polite, to be as normal as possible, to be kind.

But, this is fighting a losing battle. I really cannot. I know what it feels like to be an "outsider" to a group of people who are suppose to be your friends. It's a horrible feeling..one which I would not want ANYONE to ever FEEL.

At the same time, I feel so annoyed..so irritated..that I want to have as little as possible to do with her. But, I don't want to be bad. I don't want to make anyone feel like they don't belong. Especially, when they're suppose to feel belonged.

So what do you do? Ostracise her like the rest..or try to be nice?

Knowing how pathetic you would feel when someone casts you out from their little circle..how can I do the same to another?

But..

I give up. All these emotions. Sigh

Did you hear?

2009-06-23T21:00:00.000-07:00

Resorts World Bhd is now Genting Malaysia!

Genting Malaysia, just like Resorts World, owns and operates the theme parks, hotels, gaming, food and beverage facilities and macam-macam lagi.

So, henceforth, I am an employee of Genting Malaysia *bangga sungguh*

Random conversations

2009-06-22T00:09:00.000-07:00

Me: Gopi, I need to talk to you..

Gopi: Yeah..

Me: *tells him the whole problem*

Gopi: I really don't know what to say..can you talk to Dayana instead?

Me: ........

Me: Gab, I'm bored. I have no work

Gab (motioning to our manager): Cheryl is bored. She has no work

Me: No! Gab is making a very bad joke. I have work. (Go back to my desk and open Facebook)
Gab: .......

Evon: Ohh..look. The haze is back.

Gab: Really? I thought with all the talking you do..you would have sucked out all the haze.

Evon: .....

Gab's last day today. Sad Sad Sad =(

Sharon's Wedding

2009-06-21T23:07:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday, my friend Sharon tied the knot. I've known Sharon for centuries and I was very happy to attend her wedding. As always, I only have one picture with the bride..and..that picture didn't turn out so great. So, I'll proceed with other pictures.

I managed to meet up with all my ex schoolmates whom I hardly see. This picture was taken because we were the 'Form Six Geng'. We used to curi makanan from our Kedai Korporasi. You see that girl in the sleveless pink punjabi suit..yeah..she's our chief.

This is what you get when you put Cheryl and Kasthuri in a picture. We kept calling people to come and in take picture with us and I look like this real makcik kampung. Shobana maintain je. BTW, Shobana is the one in the dark blue saree who specifically told me not to write anything bad about her.

In this picture..I look like I have a sparkling light saber on my forehead. Actually, it's a reflection from my pottu. Heh. I think Vesha, Indrani and Shobana want to show their bangles.

I missed Sasha. I haven't seen Sasha for the longest time ever. With Sasha, you have to take the picture at least three times coz' she has the ability to make you laugh in the middle of the shot. Then, she will say she doesn't look nice and she'll make you take it again. Sash, don't deny this ok.

This is a totally 'candid' pose.

Shobana: And as I was saying..my hair boleh jadi cam ni because I just permed it.

Indrani: Oh I see. But I don't think it will work for me

Kasthuri (pretending to listen to Shobana): How you think I'll look in your kinda hair?

Me: Just take the picture damnit..and make sure I look nice.

My sister from another mother. Indrani! We're the only two people in the world who would complain over and over again about being ridiculously skinny. Oh..and then Rasheeni occasionally joins me. =)

Conclusion: I had the most fun time! Gossiping, laughing, talking really loudly and I went home slightly dizzy from an overdose of assorted tidbits which were really good! Kasthuri and I gossiped until 5 am and she woke me up at 7 to send her to the train station. I was so sleepy..I was driving on a auto-mode.

Random

2009-06-21T18:08:00.000-07:00

Overheard conversations

Lady: ..those who are infected by the Influenza A or HeeNee Virus..
Me (to my mum): What is HeeNee virus?
Mum: Hah? Duno
Me: OMG. She meant H1N1..ahahahhahaha
Mum: .....

Kak Aida: We were walking all over the place finding for Apple
Me: Hmmmmm...Are you talking about the apples we can eat or apple ipod.
Kak Aida: Apple Ipod!
Me: Hah..I thought it was the apple we can eat. Wanted to ask you if you saw any papayas.
Kak Aida:......

A new start

2009-06-21T08:15:00.000-07:00

I've cut my hair! Finally! After much persuasion from my mum and Kasthuri practically instructing the hair dresser on how to cut my hair. Actually, it looks short..but it's not really short. And and and..I don't really like it which resulted in me pinning it up for the wedding.

Updates and a whole truckload of pictures on the wedding coming up 2moro.

But I thought we were friends?

Dear Gab

2009-06-18T18:50:00.000-07:00

Dear Gab,

In respect to you not liking your pictures posted anywhere..I am posting more of my pictures when this post is actually about you. *Chewah..simply bagi alasan to put my own picture*

Anyways, before I get distracted. Dear Gab, thank you for being my friend on the first day of work. You know how your first day of work is like your first day in school. You're scared, nervous and you wonder if you'd make any friends. Well, Gab sat next to me and we hit of instantly!

I know my camwhoring is annoying but thank you for tolerating.

Sometimes, we meet people who are so nice..we wonder what did we do to deserve such a nice friend. Gab is one of those nice people. Always quick to compliment and the first one to lift my spirits whenever I'm sad. I've only known her for six months..yet..I get this feeling that we're old friends.

Dear Gab, thank you for teaching me how to stand up for myself and for helping me to get through my first few weeks in the office. Even at times when I go insane i.e strangling my bear..you were always there to calm me down.

Thank you for being my chocolate-buddy. We'll prolly get diabetes and grow fat together..but seriously..we can afford it! *hehe* Thank you for accompanying me to load on the calories at fast food joints.

Things can get pretty stressful in the corporate office but you have helped me to calm down..even if it means watching me stick a pencil up my teddy. Poor teddy.

But seriously, thank you Gabby. You've been a great friend and although you have chosen to venture out to greener pastures..I sure hope we'd still be friends.

Thank you.

XOXO,

Cheryl.

On a lighter note..

Dear Gopi,

Your girlfriend looks like this now. Wahahahahha. So ugly I cannot bear to see this picture. But I know got one commenter who likes to call me ugly..so here you go. Really super-duper ugly picture!

Because I'm random

2009-06-18T10:08:00.000-07:00

It's 1.10am and although I have to go to work early *cough-alwayslate-cough* tomorrow morning..I just cannot sleep. My eyelids are drooping but my mind is so awake. I managed to keep Gopi awake for forty minutes. I was rambling rubbish until I had this nagging feeling that he prolly wasn't even listening to me. Heh. So I stopped.

Random conversations overheard:

Me: Gab, what is kacang hijau in English?
Gab (with full confidence): Red bean.
Me: ......

Kasthuri: Cheryl, why is six afraid of seven?
Me: Duno
Kas: Because seven *ate* nine.
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. SO FUNNY! Must tell my boss tommorow.

Me (towards the end of the day): Happy Birthday Aga!
Aga: You're the last to wish me.
Me: I wanted to be special
Aga: Yeah right.

Uh oh. Cannot blog anymore because apparently my mum also cannot sleep and she came down to talk stories. TTYL *Paris Hilton yang mengantuk style*

2009-06-17T19:09:00.000-07:00

Karma is scary. If Karma had a face, it would be Frankenstein. Or wait, it would be the clown on IT. Okay, I'm rambling.

You know how sometimes you get so super angry and at that moment of anger, you say things you don't mean. Worst still..you curse silently in your mind. And the next day (or next instant..because Karma acts fast these days) when something bad happens to that person..you cannot help but feel it is your fault. Sigh.

Karma aside, I have loads of work to catch up on. TTYL *Paris Hilton style*

Truckload

2009-06-16T19:58:00.000-07:00

I've got a whole lotta work to complete today..but I must blog. Recent conversations overheard:'

Boy 1: Dude, your hand like Gorilla
Boy2: Really? You wanna see Gorilla punching you?

Boy 1: What do you say when someone tells you to 'come again'?
Girl 1: Duno
Boy 1: I never did the first time!
Girl 1 & me: ....

Boy 1: What if a hot girl tells you to 'come again'?
Girl 1: Duno
Boy 1: Make me!
.....

Gopi:Hello Lulu
Me: Hello Bulu
(okaylah...this is an old joke..I ran out of things to say)

The battle

2009-06-15T18:34:00.000-07:00

Okay, I admit. I have a problem (no, it's not my battle with alcohol or what not).. but I have a problem with time and punctuality.

If you're my friend..you'll prolly be super-annoyed by now at the rate I am always late. I cannot even deem it to be 'fashionably late' because..yea..you know the story of my crazy hair.

My friends have resorted to actually telling me to be there an hour before the actual time and and and..yours truly can still be five to ten minutes late.

But but but, this problem of mine has its severe repercussions.

1) Arriving late to school almost every other day. It started in Form Five. My record time would have been when I arrived at school at 10am! Yes, I was in the morning session. But, I got away because of my small size..I pretended to be an afternoon session student. Wawawa.

2) Arriving late to college almost all the freaking time! My lecturer was super annoyed coz' I managed to come at least 15 minutes late for every single one of his classes. On my last class, he refused to let me present my final paper because I was 10 minutes late. Heh. I was upset at first..didn't bother five minutes later.

3) Arrived late for a meeting at my first job. Boss refused to let us (Ida also was late..haha) in and made us pay RM5.

4) Gopi wanted to watch the movie at 12. His friends already bought tickets. It was 11.45 and I was

If you think I would have learnt my lesson. Heh..Think again.

I still arrive late every single day. I think my boss has given up on me. In my defence, my work is always completed even before the due date..so yeah.

But but but..this is not something I'm proud of. It's an ongoing battle..me and time..but..I'm working on it. I am. Really.

End of story

But I thought we were friends?

The object of my affection

2009-06-14T20:33:00.000-07:00

What gets me over and over again is the fact that you are tall, dark and handsome. Heh.

Unless you've been living under a rock, you would have known from my state of happiness that the boyfriend was in town just recently. Long distance relationships suck ok. I call him up every day just to argue because I am so mengada like that. We are at peace only when we meet.

Please ignore the tangan berbulu (hairy hand). I know, pointing it out will only make you realise it more. Anyways, I think the boyfriend has mastered the art of camwhoring. Head titled to the side, eyes looking sideways, half a grin. Pandai lah you babes.

The boyfriend told me he was thinking of removing his goatee and I went into a temporary state of shock. Gopi is his goatee. He's not Gopi without the goatee. He is just Gop. Or someone else..I don't know. Imagine me with neat, tidy hair. Yea, hard to imagine. Like that.

The boyfriend likes this pose. To show he is tired of all the camwhoring..yet still wants to be in the picture. Macam nih pun boleh.

Because I Haven't blogged

2009-06-14T06:15:00.000-07:00

You know why I haven't blogged? Because. I. Am. Plain. Lazy.

Heh. So tak valid my reason I know. But, the only reason I decided to blog now is because my cousin switched on her pc. Yea. Super lazy like that.

I had the worst time in class on Saturday. It was suppose to be a class on research methods yet the lecturer choose this time to talk about what's 'halal' and what's 'haram'. Apparently, MILO and some steakhouse is also haram. Don't ask me why. I sunk low into my chair and started dreaming about wedddings and movies.

Sunday was spent sleeping. Suddenly, I was attacked by a moment of panic and asked my mother.."Do I have to work tommorow?" My mum couldn't tell if I was joking or if I had gone temporarily insane. But yeah, I thought it was Saturday. The effects of over-sleeping. Leaves anyone in a daze.

Tommorow is another day at work. You know what made me super annoyed last week? When I had my headphones on (because I was concentrating on a super hard assignment) some people were talking to me. I let them drone on while James Morrison sung in my ears and after five minutes I took out the head phones and asked.."Yea..you were saying?" I am rude like that.

Okay..finally pictures

2009-06-10T02:28:00.000-07:00

For some weird reason, I cannot upload any pictures of Gopi and I. But I can upload pictures of my kawan-kawan sejati.

Because I was emo, I got an assortment of jellies! Thanks Dayana. It was truly delicious. But more than the taste, it was your sweet gesture (pun intended) that melted my heart.

Dayana mesti pose dengan benda. Tak kisah..be it a bag, or a cup..she has to pose with something. We went to makan at Sakae Sushi (no surprise here) and as usual..there's never a dull moment when you're with Dayana.

Okay. Next, on Saturday..I had lunch and dinner with Selina, Sumathi and Leroy. It was actually to celebrate Sabrina Tan's birthday but since she couldn't make it..we celebrated it without her. Sabrina asked us this.."If the King is not there, will you still celebrate his birthday?" Actually Sab, I would =) Haha

Sumathi and Selina, who for some weird reason look almost identical (sans the different race..or wait..Sumathi is half of Selina's race..oh well).

Sabrina! Happy Birthday!! We ate this cake for you. *Cannot finish also because we were so greedy*

This chocolate thing (It's name is really 'That Chocolate Thing') was too sweet for my liking.

While the friends looked around for things, I found a nice chair and took pictures of them.

Also found a mirror and asked them to camwhore with me, only to watch them sigh in disagreement.

Later, we headed off to Desa *fecking* ParkCity which left me in much resentment. Everyone there was super duper rich, walking around with their expensive dogs, jogging in designer trainers, speaking in a fake American accent..bla bla bla. Yes, I don't look good in the colour of envy..but just for that day..I was GREEN!

We had steamboat there and I must say..food taste much better when you are basking in the ambiance of the rich. That's lamb btw. Delicious. And yes, I am bitter.

I mean, have you seen the Taman Tasik near my house? The pond don't have no koi fish instead it is filled with dirt and it STINKS! You cannot jog there coz' you'll prolly get raped or die. *Bitter giler ok*

And ZOMG! have you seen the playground near my house? Vandalism at its best. But no, at Desa *fecking* Parkcity, they have high-tech punya games. So unfair.

So, as you can guess..after being emo..my next emotion is *bitter*. Got it from Leroy

Ok bai

Empty

2009-06-09T18:31:00.000-07:00

As usual, I make empty promises about posting pictures. But, I brought the cable for my hp to work today..so the minute I am free..(and no one is watching) I will edit my pictures

I woke up this morning with the usual dread. But don't worry. I ain't emo anymore. I was actually glad to get on the train, to see my colleagues, to laugh at some silly joke and of course..to get back to writing again.

The weekend was pretty good. So was the two days extra holiday I took. The boyfriend was a great company.

I'll stop now. Have a great day people!

Hello Reality

2009-06-09T05:42:00.001-07:00

My apologies for the lack of updates, the missed calls which were never returned, the sms-es not answered, the calls not picked up. I'm back to reality once again..and I'll get back to everyone as soon as possible.

Shitload of pictures to edit and post up here.

Please be patient with me.

Cheryl