aloha loyang!

aloha loyang!

people present :

renee, huiying, jo, g, thomas, garene, peipei, sean,

ben, za, nat, helmi & me.

the past four days have been spent bumming around resort-style : playing cards, winning money (heeh. great luck at blackjack.), walking round the beach, learning mj, bbq-ing (2 days in a row!), drinking (screwdrivers, barcadi, vodka, concoctions.), limbo rock-ing, hopscotching, swimming, laughing, sweating, taking shuttle bus trips, moon tanning, playing with the cat, watching dvds, drooling, and i cant remember what else cause my stomach and throat hurts from all the idontknowwhats. i accept the fact that i have a crashing immune system and very weak every-organ.




but!

it was fun and we definitely

have to do it again.




p.s: for more, check out peipei and za's blogs.

random i-want-to-keep pictures.




we should have gotten this cake for uncle thom.





happiest 17th, again! thomas!






ta-ta.

xoxo.

who's the whore you adore?

who's the whore you adore?



MIA-ness from the net is the new drug. i have been gone from the net ever since idontknowwhen. but it all amounts to sleeping and resting after the tiring standing plus dashing thru and fro at work.


ramadan has a huge impact on f&b : very hungry people waiting for food, requests of hurryhurryhurry, invisible stares and glares at waiters and waitresses = pressure and unsettling of the heart, no eating during presence of malay colleagues cause it's equals to disrespect = half-fasting, tired, hungry, salivating, eating more malay food than ever, drinking more bandung than ever, ETC. i am in love with the malay culture. but then, i wont marry a malay cause i dont think i want to have a religion. so not being racist here.


tried my hand at closing one of those days. very hot. ate tom yam kung and listened to loud blaring malay songs while wiping the glass; didnt understood a word, but i reckoned it was nice. maybe i am malay inside. oh yah, i have peranakan heritage. haha. tapping my inner melayu.



bored of you bored of me. CHALET tomorrow. gone for three days and may be drunk for all two of it. whee. cant wait! hahaha. then it's back to last few days of work before i quit and then rest, go for mani-pedis, go high tea, shop, spend my cash, meet-ups and more bumming till school.




I WILL MISS SECRET RECIPE.

but so not the black cap.




so now you know where i work.







ta-ta.

xoxo.


i am sad cause mr hottie didnt come with his aunt today.

replaying strumming. hearts. desires.

replaying strumming. hearts. desires.



this is the famous silly willy hilly billy quiz. i was bored. here goes :


/start


1. The person who tagged you is: IVAN


2. Your relationship with him/her: ex-classmate from BP


3. Your 5 impressions of him/her: muscular, hairy (hahaha), loud, fun, funny.


4. The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you: well. not for me exactly, but he walked around the canteen as a real-life signboard when 105 had the food bazaar back in sec one. picture in yearbook somemore.


5. The most memorable words that he/she had said to you: he doesnt talk to me. haha no lah, i cant remember.


6. If he/she will become your lover, you will: probably grow real fat with all the possible donut-eating, but then he exercises pretty much too. ah, i dont know.


7. If he/she become your lover, things he/she will have to improve on will be: eh, i dont know?


8. If he/she become your enemy, you will: stop him from eating donuts. torture eh.


9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason being will be: he eats too much donuts? okay, lame.


10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is: none actually. doesnt wishing him all the best for everything count?


11. Your overall impression of him/her is: a really funny person who's the male me - loud.


12. How do you think people around you feel about you: i dont know really. maybe some hate me for my annoying loudness and of course, there's my smugness and stuff.

13. The character you love of yourself is: seriously, my sarcasm and cynicism. i like how i can put people on the spot. what to do, i am mean. but then, there's my romanticism too.


14. On the contrary, the character you hate of yourself is: how i can get really soft-hearted sometimes. all the bawling and stuff. tsk tsk. and also, my tendency to have many favourites.


15. The most ideal person you want to be: in terms of wealth, hm, donald trump. in terms of appearance, supermodel-like. in terms of wit, oprah winfrey. in terms of talent, you know who lee hom is? i cant pick one.



16. Pass this quiz to 10 people: tsk. i dont have ten friends lah!

1. nurul

2. jodi

3. ting

4. jas

5. mic

6.deon

7. jun you

8. liz

9. binny

10.eliza



17. Who is 6 having relationship with? i dont know eh.


18. Is no.9 a male or a female? male!


19. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? not that i can see. they dont even know each other.


20. How about no.8 and 5? not really. they are both straight, are girls and dont know each other.


21. What is no.2 studying about? art! at lasalle.


22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? i think on her birthday. 3rd sept. i know, damn long. dismay.


23. What kind of music band does no.8 likes? pretty much what i like. like the red suit apparatus.


24. Does no.1 have any siblings? yah. tons eh!


25. Will you woo no.3? if i am a guy or lesbian, YES!


26. Is no.4 single? yes i think.


27. What's the surname of no.5? kon! so special.


28. What's the hobby of no.4? no one has a hobby anymore. but i will have to say, looking hot! hahahha. cheesy.


29. Do no.5 and no.9 get along? they dont know each other.


30. Where is no.2 studying at? lasalle!


31.Talk something casually about no.1. she's hot and smart. i hate her.


32. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8? oh yes. i love her like mad.


33. Where does no.9 live at? spore, ang mo kio.


34. What colours does no.4 likes? i dont know, black? red?


35. Are no. 5 and 1 best friends? nope, they dont know each other.


36. Does no.7 like no.2? they dont know each other.


37. How do you get to know no.2? we were in the same secondary school/three class.


38. Does no.1 have any pets? nope.


39. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? hahha yes if he gives me branded stash!


/end.



p.s : i am sorry to make you guys do this. you can

dont do it. (:




it's my day off tomorrow and i am going out. details after. love love love!






ta-ta.

xoxo.

fuzzy wuzzy likes lollipops!

fuzzy wuzzy likes lollipops!





WORK = PLEASANT



PEOPLE AT WORK =

LOVELOVELOVE-LY



i used to loathe the idea of being seen waitressing by people who i know personally, that is why i was reluctant to go for interviews. dont really know what kind of an issue that is (ego? pride? stereotype?). but even though i am still rather uncomfy with the idea of being spotted wiping tables in the dingy grey uniform and black cap (personally, i find caps to be fashion suicide allies.), i think i will be very upset when it's time to quit and get back to school.




i like working on sundays. you know why? cause there's this particular guy who comes with his aunt and he's really hot with justin-timberlake-like hair and specs and simple but oh-so-hot attire. plus, he's really polite and courteous and speaks fluent and sexily-accented english. he came last week and this week. i hope to see him next week. hahahha. i told my mum and she asked me to go chat him up and get his number. i rolled my eyes cause :

one) i am on shift and that's total unprofessional behaviour

two) i havent got the guts to do that, do i?

three) he's there with his aunt!

i guess i wont ever get to know him. sadness. i wont ever get a boyfriend. pathetic. i hope he chats me up when he comes next week though. i know, keep dreaming, tyng. like he will ever want a girl in a cap. seriously, the cap kills everything.

i was happy today cause this two customers were pretty biased and they were alittle reluctant to be served by others, but me. i guess i feel appreciated and valued or something, but i am glad to be able to serve to a point of satisfaction that they will come to me to sought cake flavors advice. practically all 12 slices of their cakes were chosen by me. hahhaha. shit i am bull-crapping.

ok i am bored. my life is boring recently so no pictures, nothing interesting.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

year one semester two, comeforth!

year one semester two, comeforth!



i was pretty much obsessing with my then-still-unknown results at work today. and i guess it was the desire for more rest after my day off mixed with the anxiety of the unknown gpa and nervousness if sub papers were involved, i was almost in a trance and thus, got my finger slashed by the jagged metal part of the tape dispenser (customer staring behind, waiting for me to hurry up pack her cakes added on to the stress.) and now, i have 4 open slashes occupying one third of my index finger - an addition to the unfortunate burn by the oven door yesterday, which has now turned an unsightly shade of dark rose pink.



much thanks to renny, i got to see my result once the date hit 14th and yes! NO sub papers, NO detainment! wheeeeee! i cant seem to put up my exact results cause the web's alittle fucked and i am not so good with html, but my GPA's 2.25 (i know, lousy.) and i got an A (oral comm), 2 D's (accounts and microeconomics) and the rest are B's and C's (cant remember the exact ones already). i know, it's not good marks, but i was aiming for fair passes remember? and i got it! so i am contented (/mental note to self : dont compare around. especially to NUR's. /mental note to self end.). it's business studies okay, i admit i got no talent in this and with a pass secured, i am already so so so proud of me. but i will try harder next semester!

I AM PROUD OF YOU, NUR!

with that said, i feel like there's nothing else i want to talk about, cause results were like so important. but still, let's see, my colleagues enjoyed my muffins after they broke fast. and i love ayam percik! yum! hahaha. i was almost fasting today, cause it's mainly malays at my workplace and i didnt want to be disrespectful. they were lovely, treating me to the homemade kueh and stuff later on.






i love malay food.









ta-ta.

xoxo.

they ought to cast me on the desperate housewives.

they ought to cast me on the desperate

housewives.

hey people! i am all jumpitty now cause the whole day was just rejuvenating! hahaha. sorry, nur, about all the !!!'s. i love you!

i made banana and choc chips muffins again, as requested by my brother. and i think i should be sued for adding an overload of ingredients. if i were the baker for a shop, the business will definitely make a loss. tsk eh. hahaha. but it turned out very good, better than how they look in the pictures.

but then again, my arm was scalded by the oven door and there's a red line (roughly length of my index finger) across my lower arm now. it's not throbbing with pain anymore, but it looks ugly. and it reminds me of how i used to have this cut on my wrist once, back in primary school, and everybody at school thought i slashed myself. it was funny, though i got irritated trying to make everybody believe that it was an accident. it didnt go so well, and i kept counting the days till the scar disappears but my bad skin took so long and in the end, another rumour saved my poor butt from all the infamous attention.

results are out in like two days. i am nervous and aiming for all fair passes only. hope everything goes well, and chalet will be fun!

anyways, see this. i heard it's by tp students. hah. i like the two macho guys in the opening and the "rihanna".

ENJOY!

it's work tomorrow and i am bringing a dozen of muffins to the lovely people there. hahaha. i hope they like it!

okay, boredom. bye!

p.s: i want havaianas flip flops. but red or yellow or green, i cant choose. hmmm. CLICK!

ta-ta.

xoxo.

You have bewitched we body and soul and I love.. and love.. and love you.

- pride and prejudice; jane austen.

snazzlewazzledazzle!

snazzlewazzledazzle!



hey all! it has been a long time since i blogged eh! considering how i was pretty much in love with my blog and am all about bawling my thoughts or whatever, it is something new. am i blabbering? yah i am, it's the weather. too warm for me to stay cool. hah! lame joke.


ah well, for all who's interested, work has been excruciating tiring, YET extremely FUN! haha. i was trying to do piping today, but damn, i feel like i am 3 again and have no control on the icing. more practise needed! other than that, i am getting the hang of waitressing. it's really easy, but boring when business gets slow.


THANKS TO MY CO-WORKERS WHO ARE SO LOVELY TO BE WITH, I LEARN AND LAUGH. LOADS.




it's my day off tomorrow! i am planning to sleep in, bake a truckload of muffins for my colleagues and family! hahaha. whee. too bad i cant paint my nails. or can i. hmm. but i dont think yellow's really er, professional eh. plus it clashes with my grey uniform (say ew.)! bimbobimbobimbo. i love being a bimbo.



recently, i am in love with yellow. well, cause i bought a yellow top and that gucci-inspired yellow and blue ballet flats. i am eyeing this pair of yellow havaianas flip flops (aiyah. NEED TO GO SHOP!) for chalet (i misplaced my pink topshop ones. tsk.), but you know, results are this fri and i hopehopehope i pass everything so chalet will be the bomb! keep everything crossed for me!


and also, i was thinking, my BIRTHDAY (the BIG one-eight!) is drawing near and i think i want a LV. or Gucci. or Chanel. or Dior. or Fendi. (tsk i cant make up my mind cause i love them all. like i know i want a huge bag so i can use it for school too, but i just dont know!) for my own! like really, for TYNG. ONLY. butbutbut. tsk. sadness. i shant go on. no money and no sugar daddy (hah.) and my mummy is busy owning her own (hahahha). hey i forgot my point. okay, moving on! i think the weather's really giving me headaches and i feel lethargic! but i do know, i want 18th to be HUGE.





i feel sick now. i shall go sleep. sorry this was really pointless and ridiculous. i will blog better stuff, next time! loves!







ta-ta.

xoxo.


psst. i miss nur and liz and nyp and bin and erhm, nurknowswho. hahahha.

Coz Eve had to pluck the fruit and shove it down Adam's throat and Adam was too foolish to say no.

Coz Eve had to pluck the fruit and shove it

down Adam's throat and Adam was too

foolish to say no.





it's official! my manager hates me and is out to torture me and thus, he's making me work all seven days of the week! i requested for sundays to be my off day (cause i wanna go shopping with my mummy and sundays are shopping days), but he has to "get back to" me on that matter cause blahblah schedule blahblah help out. i seriously dont think the branch's short of employees; it is actually short of employees who DONT take a 15-mins break after every 20 that they work. not applicable to all crew.


despite all silly comforting things my mum said (EVIDENTLY just to console me) on the car such as they need me urgently cause i am hardworking and responsible and i am the only eloquent english and chinese speaker, or that i might get to meet hot guys if i work weekends, i am still pretty bummed. the salary doesnt help either cause the meagre i am paid leads me to make up nonsense about how i am working there for the experience (pfft.) when asked why i applied there (yes, THAT pathetically little.).


ALSO, ONE HUGE FACTOR is i dont like malaysian guys. they are wayyy too awkward for me. you know my "confidence" and swagger and cynicism and wit and all? (HAHAHA.) usually, not much guys can keep up with my crazy imaginations and random change of chat topics or catch my attention and make me hold that thought of dismissing him as 'boring', not to say out-talk or impress me. and it's pretty much proven, malaysian guys can do neither. so there. i am sorry my mother gave me an ego this BIG, and i love my country and all, but homegrown guys - not my cup of tea. this is prolly why i am coaching my brothers to be different; i dont want brothers who cant carry themselves well, and get intimidated and start to stammer when a waitress enquires them further on their order or something (that's one of the things i found out after waitressing.).




OKAY. i am being way too much of a bitch. SHUT UP, TYNG.

pretty smile.




okay, forget my above fits.

i said i will try to tone the cynicism down (or else i will never find a boyfriend and eventually, everybody will hate me and my social circle will narrow instead of expanding. hahaha.) and i am trying very hard to not be bitchy. i am genuinely nice, and i just have to let that side of me show even when i am grouchy or something.




ah well. workworkwork will take up much of my time. and i thank you guys for still dropping by my blog and read my silly idiotic and very egotistic and grouchy and boring posts. i will try to be happier and write happy things. then again, i am always happy arent i?




LOVES!







p.s: challenge my crude wit any guy one?





ta-ta.

xoxo.

Alexander says:
anyway which is better to learn business?
from a businessman or a teacher who barely earns a living?

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
er. duh!

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
businessman!

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
teachers are stupid.

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
hahha

Alexander says:
duh

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
hahah

Alexander says:
most teachers are in debt anyway

TYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
even we can be teachers

Alexander says:
ya

hahhahTYNGhearts. and she wants a gucci for her 18th. start saving! says:
why did we go to school again?

Alexander says:
well cos our parents have to go to work. and school is a cheap child care center?

.

.

.

nice one. i love it.

boyfriend applications open now!

boyfriend applications open now!


desperate much? maybe just a tad. but absolutely (and cruelly. tsk tsk.) TRUE. so there. i swear to God i will be less judgemental this time, cause it seems that my problem is my cynicism when it comes to meeting new people. so i will shut my head and just be nice and myself and let others be nice to me. hahaha. yes, friends. this is a cue to introduce new people, both guys and girls (despite the fact that i will NEVER turn lesbian) cause i want to expand my social circle, so intro on! hahha. thanks. am i mad? i think so. work has been real TERROR-ific.





anyways, pictures of my muffin-making sessions! too lazy to include captions.

new measuring cup! hahahha. but lousy measurements. -.-






i make rad muffins!

i am not boasting, ask around!

HB! i will try to make a couple for chalet!

cantwaitcantwait!

i am sorry i am too bored. but i thought it was really sweet to include a tiny cute spoon for consumers to be able to consume the icecream anytime immediately.

nice eh! hhhaa. lovelovelove. so classic european.

i am so bored now. so, i shall go sleep. hahhaa. bye!






p.s: work is getting better and i love taking orders! hahahha. but damn, my poor feet. but still, no hot guys, just nice people. i enjoy, but still. HOT GUYS WHERE ARE YOU.






ta-ta.

xoxo.

it's raining HOT men. you wish tyng.

it's "sirs" and "mams", silent "shits" and "damns".

it's "sirs" and "mams", silent "shits" and

"damns".



work was AWFUL and i never felt SO tired in my life. yes, not even when i have to wake up at 3 AM to wait for the bus and travel 2 hours to another country to attend lessons in the wee hours of the morning, say 7:20 AM?


i had to stand and stand was what i did for the whole time. did almost all the same-old waitress-ing thing, except for taking orders. cause i wasnt ready to? i cant believe i was so nervous/excited for the first hour that my voice trembled when i welcomed the customers.


i felt juvenile and awkward, bored and sore, uneasy and weak. i am having intentions to quit. tsk tsk, weakness.

but then. come on, the pay is meagre and standing is terrible and there are no hot guys (just malays and i am not racist!) and i cant laugh or speak at ease cause i know NOBODY (hahaha. say it fast five times.) and i am hoping i see no one familiar cause i look hideous. plus, i said so much "sir" and "mam" that it constantly reminded me of how weird i thought sean was when he said those. damnation. and sean, you are not nice. waitor-ing is not fun. at all.


ah i want to quit. moment of weakness. but nyeh, it wont pass. madness, i am infested with. i need my bum-around-and-make-muffins days back; hand it to me with a gazillion (and counting) greens please. money; the world adores you and the world is me. hahhahaaaa. judging from my blabbers and constant mis-spelt "hahhhs" i think you know i know you know they know we know you all know that i am alittle kooked. with despair, spice and everything sadistically nice.




ahh well. i am off to bed again, though i just woke up after a nap from 7 to 2. lovely times. bedbedbed. sleepsleepsleep. dreamsdreamsdreams. bye.







ta-ta.

xoxo.


tyng is super lonely cause her close friends in

msia are now all gone.



she will visits cinemas alone now.

lazybum lazybum.

lazybum lazybum.



well, so much has been happening and all i needed was time away from everything. i am alive though, and i have been really happy bumming around, reading, watching movies, baking muffins, shopping, sleeping, eating - being a pig.



starting work tomorrow. okay, today. and i will update pictures and long stories about my isolation very soon.



LOVES!





ta-ta.

xoxo.


HAPPY 17th TING!