ME GETTING TO KNOW ME.

it's time like this that i try to find myself again and stand my ground.

oh yah, i am on this thing to not talk to guys for five days. just cause. that includes texts, msn and even real life. (i guess ordering lunch from the uncle doesnt count. and of course, my classmates.)

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Your view on yourself:
You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:
Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.

Your views on education:
Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you:
You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

How do you view success:
You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.

What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.

Who is your true self:
You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

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Here is the analysis:

You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.

You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.

You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.

Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?

Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.

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Here is the Love Personality analysis:

You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.

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well, it seems like i have to find something new to be my interest hereafter. life is full of amusing details eh?

"DO I DAZZLE YOU?"

hello everybody. despite all boundaries (such as the constant nagging of my mother to do chores; she even made a talk with us today ugh.), i finished all 498 pages of Twilight in just a cup of honey lemon tea cause i was too caught up. and God, do i LOVE vampires now.

i have to admit i doubt i have savoured and digested every single word of it. but i promised myself i will get round to it after my adrenaline settles or i get my hands on New Moon. or finish the entire saga. this saga is a keeper, i tell you.


jesus, i cant even name my favourite part of the book. cause it was a mixture of humour and deep emotions. every conversation (every word of the book, in fact) between Bella and Edward was so cleverly crafted and it oozes that whole magical love that didnt seem quite as cheesy as some of the love novels i have read. it was so.. convincingly wonderful. it made me want to go get myself an Edward.


Bella: "I love you."
Edward: "You are my life now."

wow like hello! melting fast!


okay, i doubt i am in the right state of mind to do this book review cause it seems that all i am doing is gush about vampires and how i love them. they are not in my fantasies but i do agree to the theory of them being euphoric and seductive sexually.

just go read the damn book. and comment if you want or gush with me. now i just cant wait for the movie. (which i am definitely keeping a dvd of.)

ON ALITTLE ABOUT TODAY AND A SONG I CAN RELATE TO.

"If I Were A Boy" - Beyonce

it stroke a chord somewhere. (not that my ex boyfriends treated me bad.)
i just felt like crying when it went on repeat and i digested the lyrics.
i think the truth applies, no matter how perfect that guy is.

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today was the Bobby-declared Tyng's day at Sentosa and Vivo; Underwater World and Pet Safari yo! haha. i had FUN (see. in caps.) and thanks so much for the Bobby's Bag of Surprise.

super tired now. need to go sleep. next post will be pictures and details.

p.s. Bobby is not a real name.

ON WANTING TO BE GORGEOUS, THIN AND INCREDIBLY RICH - PRELUDE.

hello. i am afraid i might not do the wonderful title justice as i am pretty much stuck with being really tired and having tons of tutorials to complete, so i am making this entry a prelude. and maybe finish writing the other parts (if there are any) some other leisure time.

first thing first, peis and i got tagged by this seemingly flattering sticker, during chats with fries and sandwich.

it says "Fine $2000 for being gorgeous".

after being tagged, we were joking around about seeing if they tagged other weird people. it doesnt seem so, so yay? yah la, vain pots la.

i guess it was just the advertising efforts of the 'Hey Gorgeous'. nevertheless, it was a pretty good ending to our sucky, boring and sleep-inducing day.

furthermore, the girl was telling me to go the website and nominate myself and my friends. i was pretty much convinced that she thought that i was indeed gorgeous. muahaha.

oh yah, before she tagged me, i already spotted her looking and i thought she was going to sell me mentos cause she was holding some box with the mentos label. and there i go making up excuses to not buy from her as i wasnt craving mentos. just to say how self perceptions are usually bad.

while we're on the topic, read this :

http://health.msn.com/weight-loss/slideshow.aspx?cp-documentid=100218116&imageindex=1

and then, my conversation with Uncle :

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
lol

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
i done most of it

tyng; says:
-.-

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
fidget

tyng; says:
dont destroy my belief of the article

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
eat breakfast

tyng; says:
HAHAH

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
oioii

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
u want to die ar

Luiz Felipe Scolari reminded Stamford Bridge that football’s first principle is to win, not to entertain. says:
lol

tyng; says:
hehe

just hilarious.


oh well, i got b.law and this other tutorial to finish up before i head to bed. i havent been sleeping enough cause i take too much naps in the day, and when i get to bed at night, i cant fall asleep until two a.m. -.- vicious cycle.

erhm, this might just be a post to talk about the whole tagging thing..

CLEAN.

hello. i'd appreciate having wednesdays off more if my mum stops nagging at me to "get up" or "make lunch" or "shower" or "dont laze around". as if anybody can really sleep when the phone downstairs rings off the hook, interrupting all the prelude leading to the best part of a dream.

she doesnt get why i am so tired all the time. well, i cant tell her that i am a creature of the dark, cause that would be indirectly hinting that i have an intention to become a whore. (to mothers, or rather just mine, night life = whores.)

so be it. i am not gonna argue much since i need to think of ways to sneak sleep in the day. but she did mention to break free from her nags, i would have to :

1. be married
2. be financially independent
3. move out

i think that's pretty much it.

oh well, i am just here to declare that school's a bitch (yet again). but i am still alive and very sleepy.

p.s. i am one episode from finishing Season 2 of Secret Diary of a Call Girl. but then i cant get past episode 3 of Skins. it's sad.

p.p.s i am thinking of moving to Tumblr cause it seems cool and the Tumblelogs give off a new vibe. but then i read the Helps and it seems like there's a limit of one photo per post. i was just thinking that it might be a problem when i get my DSLR you know. hah. and besides, i dont want to sign up for a Flickr or whatnot. it's irritating to remember the passwords and even log in names.

random thought:
tyng might just choose a Camera over a Chanel 2.55. (cue to gasp).

it's on the list. click-able link!

ONE WHOLE WEEK.

hello. and no, i didnt just wake up. it has been i dont know, four whole hours since?

anyways, school has been a bitch for the past five days and i am expecting more to come. nothing exciting, just some random lectures and tutorials. which reminds me i have got homework. how amateur.

waking up with not enough snooze, i havent been making an effort to dress up. yesterday, i wore a yellow polo and brown skirt with havaianas and a hairband. i didnt even do a full makeup, just some random sunscreen and eye color. what got me really amused was when i went with my brother to make some new glasses, the lady at the shop praised the way i did my eye. i mean, really. it was just some gold base with brown liner and mascara. it's understated. okay, i am rambling.

moving on, i got pictures! just 4 silly ones.

some hot guess model.

thurs.

i got to school at eight for a nine o' lecture. what waste of my time.

so i spent time in the quiet toilet to avoid looking so lonely. and when i looked into the mirror, i thought that i looked unbelievably chubby. so i took a picture.

i could not believe it! i have a somewhat fat face!

for reconfirmation, i took another.

look at those cheeks when i smile!

i am fat now.

SO OBSESSED WITH.

hello everybody. i did a detailed evaluation about myself just now and have concluded that i am an idiot whose nerves never fails to get the better of everything. when met with a certain situation, emotions are always easily displayed and all wit or cunning schemes gets thrown out of the window.

today was pretty much bonding day with the clique. i love talks talks talks.

some photos next time. i think my face is fat now. tsk.



you know how people say that there is one for everybody?
but, what if The One for you is not who you want?

FAINTS.

hello. i hate school.

it's not just the lack of potential eye candies or the unfamiliar faces that are just released from tep eating in the canteen, there's also the long early days and the boring mind-boggling modules. not to forget the seemingly lack of socialising opportunities, and of course, there's the whole issue of my heart being taken away to a foreign country by some foreign man (this sentence sounds good.).


i am expecting some real classic hair-jerking moments with Business Finance in the future cause it's only the first day of school and i am trying very hard not to scream at the tutorial questions that needs to be done by tomorrow.

i am just trying to calm myself down with all the pretty things that i own. need more lovely things in the closet to keep me hyped up yo!

love my trinklets and duh, the pants and my vintage man-vest.

love confessions pretty much drive me far far away now.

i guess it's a love fast.

DARK BLUE

tyng's having sudden pangs of pre-school slash Monday blues. it's not just a shade of baby like the sunny sky, it's more of mid night sapphire. a certain high degree of saturation, if you know what i am saying.

so, it's early bedtime for her. just in case she cant wake up on time for a shower and the whole prep rally (which reassures and stabilises her raging nerves. yah totally.) that follows suit.

then again,

Twilight

hot guys always brighten up tyng's day haha.

UGH. (vous avez un visage hideux, aller au diable.)

timetable is NOT good this semester. i have unbelievably long days which start from eight to six. basically, i start in the Mornings across the board. and i have Wednesdays FREE. hell, i'd rather attend five short days than four long days. what am i suppose to do with a free day!

tsk. i foresee sloppy outfits and dull expressions. to think i was so motivated to dress up ever since i started using the L'oreal foundation cause it gives me unbelievable nice skin. we all know how much i love sleep and sacrificing it to look good for school is like ugh. major dilemma and i hate to make choices. maybe i'll just walk around with shades and a hoodie. oh i am grumbling, all that i say do not make good sense now.

anyways, hear this out.

The Boy I Left Behind - Theoretical Girl

such a pretty sound. quirky quirky lyrics.

i have a new mystery - involving a certain anonymous with impeccable english and fancy for poetry, adding me on msn - to solve. they always say curiosity kills the cat. well, let's just say, i am one lucky kitty not dead yet. heh.

i leave you with a poem, darlings. pretty awesome one; i think i remember it from O's. or somewhat.

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Blackberry-picking

Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.
Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills
We trekked and picked until the cans were full,
Until the tinkling bottom had been covered
With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned
Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered
With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard's.

We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.
But when the bath was filled we found a fur,
A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.
The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush
The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour.
I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair
That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.
Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.

Seamus Heaney

ARE ELVES TAKING MY THINGS?

i spent the whole day looking for this compilation disc that TING burnt for me when we were in sec two. i remember that she burnt two : one purple, another blue. i couldnt find the blue one when i just wanted to get my hand on it, in a spur of the moment. i cant even remember what songs are in it, but I KNOW I WANT IT. PERIOD! (see gimme-please list.)

i hate it when i want something at the spur of the moment, it usually hints that something is wrong.

oh my we all know how much i hate losing things. and now it's something this sentimental! i just want to wrench somebody's head off his/her head!


GRR!

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME, BEEN SO LONG I GOTTA SHINE MY RUSTY HALO.

On Repeat :

• The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script
• Last Train Home - Ryan Star
• It's Only Life - Kate Voegele

hello. 4 am saw me wishing (pfft) washing the dishes that no Cinderella is kind enough to do after mummy's chicken butter rice dinner. why do all yummy food turns yicky when it's time to wash those plates up. i want a dishwasher. it's on my gimme-please list at the right panel now.

while i was scrubbing the pots, it came to my mind that maybe one day, i might actually really grow up and no longer be allowed to put bows in my hair or crave for sweets, ask others for gifts or grumble about things like the spoiled brat that i am deep down inside, demand that someone stays with me and watch me sleep or have a display of stuffed toys in my room. and then, i have to put up with other people's nonsense just for a salary or do housework and dedicate myself to a stranger whom i am bounded to by the Law (okay, and maybe the eventual exchange of body fluids.).

this thought has always been debating in me and somehow it never fails to scare the living shit out of me. i know the whole Undeniable factor but i shudder. as stubborn as i am right now, i know Society will conform me into a /quote victim of the times /unquote. because as much as i Love to live like a Hippie and live My Life My Way without really stepping on anybody's tail, i know i cannot take the Loneliness of being an outcast. then again, the Hippies never really Did It Their Way either right.

this funny Dilemma always ends with a Sigh and Forced Push to the Back of my Head. and whenever i talk about it, i end up getting all helpless-agitated and but caps letters at random emphasis words. it's like how i want to be a ballerina but i havent learnt a dance step in five years now; or how i want to be good at art but i just am not. there's too much Unability in this world that all we can do is Keep Pushing (the wild thoughts to the back of your mind, that is.).

maybe ten years down the road i will look back on today's post and laugh a Poignant chuckle and the Inner Hippie Tyng hurls at the Grown Up Tyng. or not.

aiya. so emo-nemo. must be the Choya overdose and wonked up hormones that come with the screwed body clock. to bed!

FRESH POPCORN; JADED EMOTIONS

hello. i love the title i made up. and the popcorn's not random, i am still eating the popcorn from Mamma Mia earlier. loved the movieee!

oh yah, i have been looking like the little girl in the picture for a long time now. stiff bored. twelve days till school! whoopee!

anyhows. i thought i ought to mention, i think the exchange rate has made Topshop unreasonably pricey locally. like hell i would pay 159 for a pair of flimsy viscose shorts, even though i thought they were REALLLY cute and i can think of a million ways to pair them up with. and the belt! 93! for plastic buckles. yes, it was red and awesome and glittery. but it's almost the price of a decent MNG wallet!

i am getting so cheapo lately. i think it's the whole I CAN NEVER GET A CHANEL 2.55 BEFORE TWENTY issue. it's getting me down, i feel inferior, i feel left-out like seriously. yes i am a brandwhore, yes i am vain, yes i am a (potential) gold-digger, yes i have a problem. now, will you get it for me already? i dont mind if i have to go five years without another birthday present. okay, make it six.

this is madness. i think i need to go sleep and get ready to be serious for the field trip tomorrow! finally some business to get down to. (i know, not really.)

what shall i wear.. (since i havent been interested in the clothes that arent as pricey, my wardrobe is seriously downsizing. boo.)

p.s. If anybody would like to donate to the 'Save Tyng' fund, please contact Tyng personally. You are a lifesaver and will forever be remembered as 'The Loveliest'. Thank you so very much. Y!

happy October everybody! Selamat Hari Raya, muslim friends!