* House of The Fabulous,Glamorous,Yummilicious *

My cousin brother tags along behind me as I drive to campus. It's late and my mum worries I'd get 'Mat Rempit-ted'. It's getting close to midnight and boy has it been a looooooong weekend! My 'kids' are in the stage of final exams and obviously that equals to ME being their hope for a chance in hell for an excellent grade. It's been days of preparing tests, revision, mind maps and pep talks. Today? 6 hours of fun filled Math! I keep calm. I try to project equal amounts of 'You're going to fail if you don't listen to me' and 'You are a genius, trust yourself'.

I think when you're invested in a person be it a friend or family, it is harder to not care. My heart's in it now. It's even harder to hear 'I don't want to fail, HELP ME!'... I TRY... I know I make a difference... I don't care to be the average woman/ teacher/ lecturer/ tutor/ etc. etc.... I want to change lives, mold minds, create a shift in the next generation... as I ramble on for hours and giggle along with them... the longer you ramble, the higher the probability they have a moment of clarity *light bulb moment*. I hope something sticks with them, a force so great it MOTIVATES THEM, PUSHES THEM TO PUT IN THAT LAST OUNCE OF ENERGY, REALISE THE IMPACT OF TODAY, THE DOMINO EFFECT that will translate into the lives they will lead in the future. My version of Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken.

What's tough about this profession is... holding their hands... side by side, we take this step... only to know we're only halfway there. The exam hall is theirs alone. Their fate is theirs alone. How much I feel you have the option for greatness doesn't matter if you don't meet me halfway and embrace it .

ps: The scary bit is... change is only possible if you will it so... I won't give up on you unless you give me the chance to do so!

So... erm, all my life I've always thought this would be the sexiest sight.. you know, some good old fashion man candy. Like all girly girls... just a glimpse kind of transforms me into a puddle of naughty goo... I mean what's better than a hunky man in leather pants with a tortured rock star 'too cool for school' persona :P *Current obsession... Season 3... Ruff Ruff... Ah Sir Guy of Robin Hood... damn you BBC!*

Promise to honk if you see me on the road :))
I'm pretty hard to miss...
The lady in HOT CHILI RED

*yeap, I didn't make that up... the real name*
AAAAAANNNNND N.O.
I'm not placing freaking fire bolts on his butt!

So, at last I've seen it...years after all the hooplah
It's somewhere along the lines of PS I LOVE YOU
but far funnier... at least the Korean one
I hear the American version isn't nearly as good

*sniff sniff* I am SOOOOOOO a Sassy Girl too
I think we're creatures that
only rare 'prefers extraordinary super woman' men understand :P
All men should watch and learn!
Give it a go

Too much mushy slushy... tear ducts overload...
feels need for BOOM BAM action movie
toss me some explosives

ps: POTTER COMING SOOOOON... WEEEEE *practically pees in pants* Alas Dumbledore, we shall never meet again... may he have gay fun in the land of disco heaven :'(

*The glory of DuDuButt & Pals lives on!*

Days of 8am classes, dragging each other out of bed, free rides, assignment stealing, fake signatures, horrific presentations, never ending math equations, mind boggling programming, antenna hating, boy spotting, girly gossip, chocolate milk, mahjong and zombie eyes. All in all... nobody gets left behind :))

After a whole load of food and screaming at the top of our lungs over the sound of the karaoke... we head down the road to Banting's local Kopitiam, Kheng's.

Guess what I had?
3 LAYER TEA!
The best one yet :D

More photos and we move on to Lei Teen and Lee Min's super cute hotel room! It's totally pink and puuuuurfect for... say it with me... MORE PHOTOS!

In the words of Her Royal DuDuNess:
I nearly spat my drink out reading this...

We've had tons of reunions since the QUEENS OF ENGINEERING left MMU buuuuut one or two people have always been left out. This time, we're all here for Yin Fei's wedding dinner :D

I have no idea where Banting is nor do I know how long it takes to get there. As we did during uni days... Le DuDu drives across Puchong - Cyberjaya - Banting and back carrying the load of us *Maggie, Wai San and mua* in her car :P Lei Teen and Lee Min zoom off to Banting way before we do avoiding... dum dum dum... major traffic jam aaaaallllll the way due to road works. We were stuck in the snail of a jam for an hour thus reaching far later than expected!

It still is difficult to comprehend that we no longer spend day after day together as we used to for 4 years! Passing by MMU together brought back memories only we will have... the breakfast delights, lunch munch, tea breaks and dinner extravaganzas. So, do you think we went straight home? *muahahah!* MORE UP NEXT!

Well, I've got no time nor do I wish to hit the clubs in PeeJay being strictly 'smoke-phobic'. Simply, I think Malaysian clubs just have the worst of music *blurgh*.... in small voice : the worst men too. To put it simply, no judgement here but it just isn't my scene. Like how some like the beach and some prefer the city! When I do make time to surround myself with bright lights and drunken babies... it's for a worthy cause :P

Poopster and me head to Laundry Bar to witness the Preview of the Rain Forest Music. I admit being a woman that adores all that is 'ROCK ON!!!', I was sceptical but the music was faboosh. Played live and filled with instruments that get your feet and booty moving. I had a tough time keeping me arse in check as to not boogie without notice.

Worry not for the stage is set outside the bar and is extremely family friendly. Kiddies stomp their feet with mummy and daddy. The crowd wasn't too extreme, most bouncing to the beat around the stage area. The only band we had to step into the bar to get a taste of was Akasha *Lurves it*

When you've been to so many concerts as I have... When you've been to Coldplay ( I still flash back to moments in the concert when I listen to their songs *sniff sniff*) ... all else pales in comparison :P Dammit, when's U2 COMING TO ASIA!!!

We all have our 'UGLY' days. Yesterday was one of those days. I just woke up feeling urgh, blurgh, bleh. My outfit was in my opinion super cute but I was feeling the 'Damn, why don't I look like Heidi Klum' vibe. I had my new polka dot skirt + black tee + silver fully sequined belt + black and white oxford boots. I don't have a picture because contrary to popular believe, I don't just bust a move and take photos everyday :P

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As I walked to the LRT station for my usual daily LRT ride, I headed to the minimart to get some yums iced coffee for that extra uuumph. A woman also at the counter looks at me and tells me that she notices my hair and clothes each time I come to the station. To prove it, she tells me exactly what I wore the last time I was there :))

She giggles and the man behind the counter calls my outfit 'CUTE' too. I couldn't help but laugh along obviously with a healthy dosage of my signature witch-ish hardy har har. SHE totally MADE MY DAY :D I believe that being fashionable isn't tossing out everything in your wardrobe and restocking it with what's on the runway today. God knows I do not have legs that run for miles.

What I do believe fashion is... it is the art of expressing yourself with different colours and styles. It is about letting your personality shine! If there is one thing I've learnt when it comes to having a wacky sense of fashion is IT ALWAYS PUTS A SMILE ON PEOPLE'S FACE. Humans are naturally drawn to all things shiny, sparkly and colourful. Weird because times the average city dweller randomly smiles at me and I think he/she must like what I'm wearing. People warm up to you as opposed to someone that's trying to look erm 'cool'. I either get laughed at ooooooor a smile of approval :) My new addition to the SHRINE OF PREMEELA.... Cutie Pie Butterfly in Sunshine Yellow at a mere RM38 *clap clap...Recessionista strikes again*

ps: The most important thing I've learnt is not to dress in what you perceive slims you down *as most women including me sometimes do* buuuuuut to dress in what flatters you :D Any shape or size can look catwalk ready with the right fit. That fabulous physique is god given so bloody well love it! I still tend to look a lil wacko jacko but trust me when I say, better to be unique than to blend into obscurity. Stand tall today and look into the mirror as you scream Tom Jones famous words 'I believe in miracles, where you from, you sexy thing!'.