Drama Queen Alert

..Let's Play..

2009-07-06T12:07:00.004+08:00

Pride and reputation. Most people I know go to great lengths to uphold these. To do so, they’d ensure whatever word or action that comes out of them oozes maturity, confidence and sophistication. While a very select few do this naturally and still personify their true characters, most tend to fade and become unenthusiastic, boring, and pretentious.

As one grows older, you start foregoing things that’ll make you look or feel childish, and before you know it, you’re an adult at 14. You stop gossiping about boy bands and start yapping politics and global financial affairs. Times that could be spent playing video games or screaming on roller coaster rides are spent on eating Crème Brule at swanky restaurants or sneaking into dance clubs with fake ICs.

Who's the adult here?
Adults are getting younger these days. If this keeps up we’ll all be using the “When I was your age…” advices on those hardly 5 years younger than we are, and may end up playing BINGO at 30.

My question is “why”? What’s the rush?

Is it really the impression that children have on adults that they perceive the things we do as “cool”? (My goodness, who uses “cool” these days anyway?) They want to be seen as someone who can hold their own, someone of stature, independent and of course, more matured than their same-aged peers. Is it really a race of “who grows up first wins”?

As for me, although I am well into my adulthood, being “kiddish” is a form of therapy, to escape the norms and pressures of working life. I have no qualms about being seen or labeled as childish. Those who know me are those who matter, and those who matter know my level of intellect and who I really am.

Footloose and fancy free!
And though I have yet to be a parent, I know for sure that when the time comes, I wouldn’t put up an adult-like barrier around the way I spend time with my kids. I want to resonate with them, be relevant, and be their best friend.

I have a married friend who has a 7 year old boy. Although he’s financially sound (very!), his kid doesn’t even have a PlayStation or Xbox, let alone a PSP that he could bring around. I went to his place last year and he was in the midst of playing Scrabble with his kid! And as of 3 weeks ago, he proudly told me that he’s barred Facebook and some popular online game sites on their browser, and insist that his son reads more, and on his spare time, do searches on Wiki. The poor boy’s just 7 for heaven’s sake!

Please may I play a game mommy??
And since I’m okay with the boy, I tried to steal a conversation with him and asked him if he’s enjoying what he’s doing. To no surprise, he’s devastated. I asked him what’s fun, and his immediate response was “Calvin’s house”. Calvin the Classmate has everything: toys, game consoles, PSP, bicycles, and most importantly to him, an unblocked Windows Explorer. They share the same home tutor, so everytime it’s Calvin’s turn to play host to the tuition classes, he goes there early to let himself loose and quench his deprivation of fun first. Now isn’t this sad that your child’s definition of “a great home” is someone else’s and not his own?

Who am I to tell this friend of mine how he should raise his kid when I don’t even have one of my own.

But for the rest of you, whether you’re a parent or gearing up to be one, try to listen to what your child wants too, because you may be surprised that, beyond their demands for toys and electronics, all they really want out of you is to play with them in their environment.

Think hard: when was the last time you played like a kid?

Go out on those tricycle rides, jump in puddles, play online games together, and rekindle those times when you genuinely enjoyed doing these things. If it works for a stressed l’il me, it’ll do wonders for you, and your home 

As for all you teenagers who can’t wait to grow up, here’s a little sisterly advice:

“Take. Your. Time.”

xoxo
Drama Queen

..confusion..

2009-07-06T03:04:00.001+08:00

I'm stuck, stuck in one spot
What to do, I know not
I can feel the first signs of frost
Make it go away, at what cost?
It has cooled my once raging fire
And replaced it with a rampant desire
To have what I can't
I will, I won't, I shant
Please help me resist the temptation
Of something that will bring consternation
I promise to be good
And act like a good partner should
Happily ever after
I honestly think I'd rather

xoxo
Drama Queen

..Primed and Ready..

2009-07-02T02:12:00.000+08:00

Transformers rocks!! If you had snuck a peek at my face during the movie all you would have seen was a gigantosaurus grin. I was so completely thrilled with the movie and it reminds me of my days as the only girl playing Transformers with the boys.

After watching Transformers with the old man, I'm convinced the Orange School Bus is an AutoBot sent here to protect me cuz I'm special. I've already started a dialogue with him telling him how I have a list of people for him to kick-ass, but I must say the conversation has been pretty one-sided (he's probably just shy). Oh well, I'll keep trying.

So if you see me talking to the big orange truck, wave but don't come over. I'm too busy pondering the universe with my guardian bot.

TRANSFORM!!!
Drama Queen
xoxo

2009-06-10T23:10:00.000+08:00

*big grin* My old man bought me a new bag!! Got to love a man who caters to my bag obsession.

...Love to Save..

2009-06-10T13:36:00.001+08:00

. . . continued

2009-06-08T23:08:00.002+08:00

*sigh* i retract the annoyance from the previous post..

we're friends, on a daily occurrence in close proximity. there's bound to be friction of some sort. thankfully it passes.

you know i'm huge on pride. you speak to me like that in front of others because of the familiarity, but there has to be a line. you wouldn't speak to the others like that would you?

you think i look down on you. ask yourself this, would i have recommended and pushed for you to to join me if i didn't think you were more than capable? did you know I was the one who suggested the new duties in replacement of letting you go?

and are you aware that because of our friendship, the complaints come to me first and i have to find ways of telling you at the same defending you?

i love you hon. but sometimes you really are a pain in the ass..

. . .

2009-06-08T11:02:00.002+08:00

Get over yourself. Not every look, eyebrow raise, nose twitch is a dig at you. Has that ever occurred to you?

There's a lot of things you do that I don't like but I keep quiet. Just as there's a lot of things I do that you can't stand. That's normal and I'm okay with that. We're different. We work differently.

Mouthing off at me in the office? Not cool. Its disrespectful and unnecessary. Especially since its not like I make your life here a living hell. Instead I've been covering for you more than you know.

...Flashback to Chinese New Year 2008...

2009-06-04T14:49:00.005+08:00

Found this old blog post on my hard disk that i never quite got around to posting up. Better late than never i say!

. . . . .
This years Chinese New Year period was quite hilarious. Full of absurdities and plenty of candor. Didn’t do the usual gambling/tons of visiting this year except plenty of sleeping (so help me God we’re lazy) and eating (so help me God we’re fat) and a couple of, shall I say ‘interesting’ excursions.
. . . . .
First excursion: Mambo on CNY eve. Wasn’t crazy packed as I expected it would be. So the four of us band of merry warriors (myself, MM, Mike and Coop) traipsed our way into Velvet at close to midnight (slight wardrobe malfunction on Coops part). The moment we walked, I felt funny, though not in a bad sense. Then it hit me. Jesus, Coop and I looked like a bunch of hookers that the boys paid for. *Of course when I told them this they were at the least extremely amused* But seriously, I swear I got more than one funny look from people that night. So yeah, interesting excursion #1

. . . . .
Second excursion: Lunch with MM’s parents. Got hijacked into visiting his aunt’s house, where it was supposed to be just her alone, but as luck would have it, it turned out to be a family reunion of some sorts! Lordy, nervous as hell I was and stuck to MM like superglue (he took a step left, I took a step left, yes for real). Here I was intro-ed to the long lost cousins/aunties/uncles as MM’s girlfriend (a moniker I was not particularly used to hearing). Pretty harmless though, except for the moment when she gave him ‘ang pow’ and left the parting remark “this may be the last time I give you ang pow because you might be married by next year”. Apparently I have no self-control as when I heard this I promptly burst out laughing, *sigh* don’t know how to coverline. Hardy har har, excursion #2
. . . . .
Sidetrack: When for a little trip to the corner of ‘mon lit’ where mountains were climbed, canyons were explored and angels were heard, repeatedly and rather loudly. Ooh la la..
. . . . .
Third excursion: MM’s daddy’s birthday dinner. Got all dolled up for dinner, which was great fun mind you. Just as we were tucking into our ‘yee sang’ a waiter approaches MM and asks him “Is your wife Malay?” WTF?!?!? Because apparently the yee sang is non-halal, weird, but that is not why I’m WTF-ing for. Wife?? Huh?? Doo doo doo doo *twilight zone song again* PLUS MM’s dad was trying to hoodwink his uncle (who has a little Alzheimers) that I was his WIFE!! Would the madness never end?! Golly geez louise, excursion #3

. . . . .
Fourth excursion: A trip to the zoo. Yes dear God I can hear you gasp in shock and horror, I went to the zoo. It was fun, we mucked around, I made some silly silly monkey (quite literally) faces. The only downside was there were groups of jackasses being Malaysian, and by this I mean completely oblivious to regulations and common decency. They were throwing water bottles at the orangutans to elicit a response. They were throwing sticks at the tigers and just general disgusting behavior. It was upsetting so for me so MM kept me away from them as much as possible. Let’s go to the zoo, there’s lots of things to do… excursion #4

So yeah, all this happened over CNY. Everytime I think about it, I crack up. As I’ve said when recounting these incidences “Someone fell asleep on the fast forward button of my life. Strangely enough though, I’m not complaining *wink*

XOXO
Drama Mama

..Maximillus Yong..

2009-05-29T12:07:00.005+08:00

Dear readers (whoever you may be),

I ask you to please open your hearts and your homes to the following story. I've decided to 'borrow' the post from my dear little one Avril Chan, because as they say, "Why fix what's not broken?". Following story copied with permission:

Here’s the story I promised you, along with some pictures and videos of Max. The video is of Max giving us his paw and asking for a pat :) Maybe you can forward this on to some friends as well?

Last Friday the 15th of May my colleague Jess spent 45-mins on a rescue mission to save a dog on the Penchala Link from getting run down.

He (we call him Max, formally Maxine, long story!) is an old Spitz mix (6-7 years old) and running aimlessly back and forth TTDI and the toll area. His gums were bleeding. Some kind Samaritans got down to help poor crying Jess capture him, and Jess brought Max back to the office, and placed him with a vet a few doors away.

*Max when rescued*
Paying for the dog’s boarding hasn’t been easy, and we’re still trying to find ways to house him. He’s obviously a house dog and not a stray because he appears well fed and knew the few simple commands of ‘Paw’ amongst others. He doesn’t bark and doesn’t do his business at all in her cage (he waits till someone takes him out for a walk).

Jess, being the darling and great dog lover has been paying Max’s bills and giving him home-prepared chicken breasts to encourage him to eat. That must have done the trick as Max has shown improved strength (please compare the photos).
*a listless Max a day after his rescue*
Just recently Max has showed a renewed zest for living - he happily pulled us along by his leash, breaking into a jog and is more manja than usual.

We believe that Max comes from the TTDI area because he doesn’t seem to know how to cross a road and we think that one of the possibilities he ended up on the Penchala is that he got lost roaming around TTDI..or the second possibility is that he was given up by his owner and left there to fend for himself. We hope for the former, and that someone out there misses him terribly and is out looking for him.

If you know someone who has lost a dog like Max / have seen Max in your housing area before / know of anyone who would be kind enough to give him a home, do let us know. Our numbers are listed below.
To find out more about Max please SMS 012 - 207 4183 / 017 - 399 5063 or email us at jessica.yong@brightboxasia.com or at avril_chan@hotmail.com :)

We thank you in advance for helping us find a family for Max.

I implore you to pass the word around.. Please help??

xoxo
Drama Mama

..OLA..

2009-05-29T11:57:00.004+08:00

In the spirit of my 'new' layout with the pink borders.. I say OLA! with my new fashion accessory, the pink cowboy hat!

xoxo
Drama Mama

..Haallloooo theerrrreee..

2009-05-28T00:37:00.004+08:00

Lordy.. Its been so long since I wrote a blog post that I NEARLY forgot how to log-in to write one.

No time for updates now, am already half asleep and had just a smidge too much to drink. (note to self: Tequila never was and never will be good for your already precarious state of mind).

Many things to say.. just not enough brain cells left active to say it..

Updates to come...

Promise..

After all... it has been a more than three month hiatus.. my fingers are itching again..

xoxo
Drama Mama

. . .

2009-03-18T17:41:00.001+08:00

My shattered dreams and broken heart
Are mending on the shelf
I saw you holding hands, standing close to someone else
Now I sit all alone wishing all my feeling was gone
I gave my best to you, nothing for me to do
But have one last cry

Chorus:
One last cry, before I leave it all behind
I've gotta put you outta my mind this time
Stop living a lie
I guess I'm down to my last cry

Cry......

I was here, you were there
Guess we never could agree
While the sun shines on you
I need some love to rain on me
Still I sit all alone, wishing all my feeling was gone
Gotta get over you, nothing for me to do
But have one last cry

Chorus:
One last cry, before I leave it all behind
I've gotta put you outta my mind this time
Stop living a lie
I know I gotta be strong
Cause round me life goes on and on and on
And on.....

I'm gonna dry my eyes
Right after I had my
One last cry

Chorus:
One last cry, before I leave it all behind
I've gotta put you outta my mind for the very last time
Been living a lie
I guess I'm down
I guess I'm down
I guess I'm down...
To my last cry...

..Wan Zaleha..

2009-01-20T17:19:00.008+08:00

As mentioned before, last week was insane. One of the MANY great people I got a chance to meet/work with was Wan Zaleha Radzi. Let me tell you, she's an absolute doll!!

Spent HEAPS of time with her and shes nothing but a professional I tell you. When I told my boyfriend I would be working with her immediately he started drooling. Turns out he had a huge schoolboy crush on her when she was a newscaster for TV3 back in the day.

She's so sweet she event sent me cupcakes!

Some pictures of me and Zaleha at the event..

After I MMS-ed this picture to Jeremy he replies with this. "Hmm, the 2 of you can bring the house down! Can pass off as sisters too. I will date you both anytime." Someone please slap my boyfriend for me?!?!
I feel like a gigantor-saurus beside her!

xoxo
Drama Mama

..Fuze?..

2009-01-20T15:51:00.004+08:00

My boyfriend became the so-called 'talent' for this cute little web thingy (widget?). Cracks me up every time I see it.

Check it out for yourself on the Milo Fuze webpage.

The poor yellow bloody bugger (sorry, reference to the movie Australia).

Kisses
Drama Mama

..Paul Morrison..

2009-01-20T11:30:00.006+08:00

Last week was INSANELY busy. We launched the new BMW 7 Series at the convention centre which required me to live in Impiana hotel for 1 week. Major stressed.

Anyhoo, as usual i have ZERO time to update much so I'm just going to leave you with one of the priceless moments had.. This is a classic and I'm voting for it to be the line of the millenia!

Characters:
Indian chappie: drunk as a skunk and unfortunately I noticed he was a friend of one of my clients at BMW.
Me: Trying to unwind a little bit at the end of a very hectic week.
Paul Morrison: My big black knight in shining armor. Deep voice with British accent. Hilarious. Note picture below. A wonderful character.

And so the story goes..

--------

I was standing at the bar towards the end of the event, having a drink and chatting to the team.

Throughout the night I noticed there was this group of Indian chaps who were giving me the eye and I could tell they were waiting for the right moment to approach.

True enough, one chappie approached me and instinctively I took two steps back. (Guys please note, if you're trying to chat up a girl, the first thing you SHOULDN'T do is step into her 'personal bubble' ie. 3 feet diameter around her.)

Back to the story. So he came up to me, I took two steps back and then this is the conversation:

Indian chappie: Hi my name is .... (editors note: not bothered enough to remember)
Me: I'm Jessica
Indian chappie: I knew it! I knew you weren't Malay.
Me: Ok.

Knight in shining armor: *steps in the 'conversation'* Sorry mate, she's with me.
Indian chappie: No, no. I just wanted to find out if she's Malay. I made a bet with my friends. So what is she?
Knight in shining armor: Well mate, she's half of me and half of something else!
Me: *rolls on floor laughing*
Indian chappie: Oh. Sorry.

At this point the chappie made a quick dash for the comfort and security of his other drunk friends. As for me? I was too busy trying not to pass out from laughing too much.

"She's half of me and half of something else.."

Priceless I tell you..

xoxo
Drama Mama

..Overheard..

2009-01-08T16:26:00.002+08:00

Whilst sitting at Starbucks KLCC. I overheard this from the table next to me.

Dude 1:I tell you man. Pregnant women are like beasts. *sigh*
Dude 2: Huh? What the hell you going on about?
Dude 1 gf: Baby? (editor's note: she's the pregnant one by the way)

Dude 1: No seriously. Animals I tell you. You never know if they're going to sayang you, feed you, cuddle you, piss on you, crap on you or bite the fuck out of your d*ck!
Dude 2: hahahahahahahaha
Dude 1 gf: ma hai. you think being pregnant very easy is it?

Dude 1: Emotion 1. Angry.
Dude 1 gf: I'm in pain here ok. I feel fat, bloated, heavy and constantly need to pee. *sniffles*
Dude 2: Emotion 2. Emotional.

Dude 1 gf: AND all you do is sit back. Fucker. Get me pregnant and then feel very macho la. You push this baby through your chibai la then!
Dude 1: Emotion 3. Pissed. I rest my case.
Dude 1 gf: *smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*
Dude 2: hahahahahahahah

..Chronicles of Jolie pt 2..

2009-01-07T18:43:00.002+08:00

Baby girl Jolie plays her mummy's favorite game: Hide and seek the hand.. *big grin*

XOXO
DramaQueen

..Spoken like a man..

2009-01-02T01:37:00.002+08:00

Him: So baby, what do you want to do after dinner?
Her: I'm tired of deciding la. I've laid out all the options. You decide lah 'kay?
Him: But what do you want to do?
Her: I've already said. We'll do whatever you want to do.
Him: Which is?
Her: Tiu. I want to do what you want to do lah!
Him: Ok lah. Then I do you la.
Her: If that's what you want, sure.

(after a few minutes)

Him: So baby? How?
Her: Oyyyy!! Thought you already decided? How many times you want me to say it? YOU DECIDE!
Him: You decide lahhhh!

(note to self: should become lesbian)

Her: You are a 36 year old successful, independent man. Don't tell me you can't make a simple decision. If we have kids and they come running to you for advise or questions or permission then how??
Him: "Ask mummy"
Her: Don't tell me you'll say that to everything meh?
Him: "Ask mummy, ask mummy, ask mummy"
Her: Then have you around for what? Make babies only then what you gonna do?
Him: Must have me around to tell the kids "Ask mummy" lah!
Her: -_-

(note to self: buy gun)

...Ho Ho Ho...

2008-12-25T18:15:00.003+08:00

Dear Friends,

The Christmas Gift of Knowing You

The Christmas season fills our hearts with joy;
Bright, happy days bring special kinds of pleasure.
We're wrapped in the excitement of it all,
The sights, the sounds, the smells, the tastes we treasure.

Yet when we have some quiet time to think
About our finest blessings all year through,
We focus on our family and our friends,
And appreciate the gift of knowing you!

By Joanna Fuchs
With much love and wishes for a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!!
Jessica, Jeremy & Jolie

..Crazy B*tch..

2008-12-12T18:26:00.000+08:00

My poor baby being tortured by MM.

..Live like you were dying..

2008-11-24T11:31:00.000+08:00

He said I was in my early forties (edit:mid twenties)
with a lot of life before me
when a moment came that stopped me on a dime
and I spent most of the next days
looking at the x-rays
Talking bout the options
and talking bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in
that this might really be the real end
how's it hit you when you get that kinda news
man what'd you do

and he said
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

He said I was finally the husband (edit: wife/girlfriend)
that most the time I wasn't
and I became a friend a friend would like to have
and all the sudden going fishing
wasn't such an imposition
and I went three times that year I lost my dad
well I finally read the good book
and I took a good long hard look
at what I'd do if I could do it all again

and then
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
what'd you do with it what did you do with it
what did I do with it
what would I do with it?

Sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu
and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I watched an eagle as it was flying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.

..Letters to Mr X..

2008-11-19T19:35:00.003+08:00

Dear Mr X

When they look at you and me, they think we’re crazy. They think there’s nothing of substance between us. That doesn’t bother me. Because they don’t..

..feel the love in your touch when your hand rests on my cheek,
..hear the tears in your voice when you tell me no one has ever known you the way I do,
..see the humility on your face when you’ve just opened your birthday gift,
..know of the ring you put on my finger as a symbol of your love,
..appreciate our nightly shower rituals or our morning cuddle sessions,
..get a glimmer at the flutter in our hearts when my neck fits so perfectly in the crook of your neck,
..read the list you wrote me on “Why we fit” (my favorite lines are ‘you read me so well’, ‘I love to look at you when you don’t know’ and ‘you inspire me with your beauty, your talents and your creativity. I love it when you sing to me, scratch my back and put me to sleep’).

More importantly, they don’t want to believe we are for each other.

It astounds me how we are both fighting like a couple of banshees on the verge of walking out on each other and two seconds later we’re rolling around in bed laughing like loons.

It befuddles me how we both don’t really know the EXACT reason we’re together but we put up with more crap than we ever have, and we still ARE together.

It inspires me how we have deep conversations and know each others thoughts on such a base level, how we vibe the same way off the same people, how we feel about certain matters.

I love you.

Ms. X

Saturday 01 11 08

2008-11-03T19:53:00.005+08:00

This is what I was SUPPOSED to be doing on Saturday..

Instead, because MM had to go to Kuantan to pick up some spare parts for his bus, I got dragged into doing this. 5 hours of driving total. Grumpy & sick bus driver. Grumpy & sick bus conductor. 'Sunset' on Teluk Cempedak.

MM: See baby, I brought you all the way to Kuantan to see the sunset.
Me: -.- Dude, the sunset is behind us, and you came here to pick up spare parts, don't pretend.
MM: *shy* At least it sounds romantic!
Me: >.<

Some might say, So NOT worth it.
I say, Let's Do It AGAIN!

..Rainbows..

2008-10-31T12:02:00.003+08:00

Every child is told, "there's a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow".

Look what I found under MY rainbow..

I had the time of my life.. My face pretty much says it all..

More pictures on my very first hike on facebook..

Peace & Love
Drama Queen

. . . .

2008-10-29T21:07:00.000+08:00

Oh for f**ks sake..

Get over it already...