Posts filed under 'Memes'

The Miri Trip That Will Never Be

as fate (or rather, parental overruling) would have it, i am forced to abandon all plans of attending the Miri Jazz Festival this weekend, in favour of a happy-clappy family trip to Kuching. i am not really complaining, cos i totally love these family do’s where i have to share a bathroom with my two gross brothers, but WHY cant i attend the jazz fest and then fly back down to Kuching after!!!

miriandkuchingarelikeTHISclose, okay.

okay su ann, be an understanding daughter, Family Time means all members of family must be present. mm. yes. that is true. you better believe it.

so JT will be flying to Miri alone, enjoying the music at the festival alone, eating kolo mee alone, and raiding Gua Niah alone.

bastard.

hey why is Sarawak so happening suddenly? got Miri Jazz Fest this weekend la, next weekend got Bandfest Sarawak la, then in July got Rainforest Festival la .. walau, maybe i should just plant my butt in Sarawak forever! oh and speaking of Rainforest, is anyone going? i just got dumped by ivan cos he has school on those days :( ivan, i dont like you anymore. give me back my Chun-Li figurine!!!

anyway, cos Theophilues Tan tagged me, i am going to do this meme thing. hopefully by doing so, it will placate him enough so that he does not ever again attempt to drag me to some obscure corner of Ampang to freaking EAT A BURGER when i am in the middle of a serious conversation with an ex-boyfriend!!! you lousy bitch, did you know that the conversation was left hanging cos of you?!

Comments May 12th, 2006

Habeas Corpus + Pointlesspinkpausurvey

despite being bogged down by superbly intense cramps and the icky bloated feeling that menstruation gives you (yeah you women know what i’m talking about. and yeah you men can go throw your celebratory parties, cos you know, IT’S NOT LIKE YOU HAVE THIS MONTHLY TORTURE CALLED THE PERIOD OR ANYTHING) i dragged my ass out of my bed to go watch Habeas Corpus at The Actors’ Studio.

and it was VERY worth it! oh man, the humour, the wit, the puns!!! i really really enjoyed myself. the play is centred around a perverted doctor with the typical cake-decorating, charity drive, garden-tea-party, sexually frustrated wife, their weird hypochondriac son, a breastless mousy female relative (sorry, didnt catch what her relation was. sister to Mdm Sexually Frustrated, i think?) and their TOTALLY ECCENTRIC FCKING AWESOME housemaid.

plot-wise, there’s not really much to say, but oh man you gotta watch this play simply for the dialogue and the acting alone. Nor Hazlin who played the housemaid was easily the star of the show, with Sabera Shaik doing an amazing job as the sexually frustrated wife. Sarah Shahrum, although not playing too big a role as Mrs Rumpers (mother of the hottie Felicity), totally commanded the stage during her scenes.

also, after watching this play, i assure you that you will never again go to see a doctor.

besides being a fantastic comedy, Habeas Corpus is also a very good commentary on our instinctive sexual nature, euphemised with many innuendoes and puns. i really liked it. oh and TODAY’S THE LAST SHOW!!! so quick, call 03-20940400 before 8.30pm to book your tickets. they still have seats. and while you’re at it, buy your tickets for the May run of Actorlympics too! i will so be there, assuming i am in town and not off gallivanting in HK with Jovann my dearest, heehee.

and because i cant sleep, i am going to sedate myself with 45 questions about .. myself, in hopes that this will put me to sleep. well. even if it doesnt put me to sleep, at least it will put YOU to sleep.

Comments April 28th, 2006

I Dont Know Your Name

about 6 months ago i pestered all my nearest and dearest to write about me in 10 words so i could put them up on my blog for the whole world to see all the shitty things my friends say about me. hehehe they were surprisingly very compliant, and in a few days i had a very impressive collection of 10-word descriptions of me, all of which held some variant of dumbblonde or foreverlate or crazystupidfool, which tickled me to no end, but sadly i seem to have lost that list in the great big Computer Crash of October 2005. yes, you remember that crash.

so instead of bugging all my nearests and dearests once again (actually i just dont want to recall all the nasty things they said about me), i think i’ll just go with something easier and do up a list of the names and titles that some of my dear friends tag me with. so okay here goes.

Johann - Darling Wifey
Terence - Jailbait or Gorgeous, depending on what he wants from me
Booha - Pinky
Kevin - Ah Pau
Arthur - Typing Sloth
Alvin - Dumb Sloppy Virgin or Rachel McAdams Twin, depending on how nice he’s being
George - Fallout Girl
Nico - Mrs Engku
Sieutheng - Bitch
Jovann - Bitch (oh i love my best friends)
Chew - Bingbao (insert highpitched hamsap laugh)
Ian - Sei lala mui
Julian - Kiddo
Jirwan - Supplies Girl (this will never drop, ever)
Aaron - 7-11 Girl (also will never drop)
Glenn - Paupauuuuuuu
James - Princess
Chong Lam - Miss Piggydent (like, President but a pig, get it?!)
Daniel - Idiot Monkey
Eric - Mrs Hugh Grant (i LOVE this one)
Hock Chuan - Magic Girl
John - Cute Little Kitty Kat (man this is so gay)
Zaim - The Ultimate (this will be my superhero name)
Ivan The Archangel - *insert word of the day* Girl
My dad - Dumbo
My mom - LIM SU ANN!!!!
My elder bro - Woi
My younger bro - Stupid Banana / Stupid Yellow Duck
Ex bf #1 - Lou por (eeeeyeyryeyreyre GELINYA)
Will - Suey Anney
Kelvin - Chau Kong Queen
Robert - Tai Pau
Daren - Guai Mui (as in White Girl, not good girl. CHEEBAI)
Gook - Pinkpong
Mr Mani - Pink Panties (wtf)

okay lazy to think of anymore. i’m gonna go attack the box of Godivas my dad brought back.

Comments April 6th, 2006

In Transit

i know i can only have this much of good fortune in my life, much less in one week. i know i really shouldnt ask for any more, and be grateful for what i already have. so i’m just sitting here trying to tell myself not to be disappointed or upset in any way at this turn of events today. i am succeeding quite well so far, i think. though it would be very nice to know exactly WHY i keep screwing things up for myself.

on a cheerier note, i absolutely love it when i come back home and find a package/parcel for me. it’s one of the best cures for bad moods and down days, even more effective than takeaway ice cream while watching an excellent movie at home with good movie-company (i swear, this is so hard to come by nowadays), or a good long shower. today, i got The Neverending Story by Michael Ende. from Chi :) i heart you, old man. you brighten up my days so much!

Aira is leaving for NS - the HORROR! - in two days, so yesterday a bunch of us got together to have dinner with her. Jon hijacked it halfway through and turned it into 50% his farewell, since he’s leaving for Vancouver, Canada in about a week. like, for good. it was weird cos everyone was shaking his hand as if they weren’t gonna ever see him again. even i felt quite obliged to take one final photo with him. it’s so strange, he’s exiting our lives as quickly as he entered. hmm. many people come and go, but some will always be particularly outstanding in the archives of my mind.

anyhoo. the last time i posted a meme thing, Alvin thought that the 7 Known Things and 7 Lesser Known Things About Me were scary enough to frighten off all my potential life partners … so, okay, i’m gonna re-do it cos i dont wanna die lonely and unmarried :(

7 Known Things About Me
1. i collect pigs and ducks (of the cotton-stuffed plushie variety)
2. i am an optimistic pessimist who hopes too much and expects too little
3. i dont buy CDs
4. i should never be allowed behind the wheel
5. i write killer surat aduans (complaint letters) ..!
6. i’m really picky when it comes to guys (okay this isnt helping)
7. and i’d make a really good wife :(

7 Lesser Known Things About Me
1. i LOVE shopping for birthday gifts
2. i pay a lot of attention to how i sign my cards and emails and letters. cos different people require different signoffs.
3. i sometimes feel that i treat my friends the way i would raise my children
4. a brilliant and welldone ad campaign can lift my mood immensely
5. i am a relationship packrat. i’ve got boxes and boxes full of mementoes (there are some REALLY strange things in there) from all my past relationships that i let no one look through
6. any productivity comes from me only when my OCDness has been satiated
7. i’ve been in love with someone for 3 years. he doesnt know. if i told him, my best friend would kill me .. :D

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okay now that that’s done with. let’s move on to the most important part of this post.

DAMIEN RICE. 30th MARCH. SINGAPORE.

WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME?!?!

i’m dead serious. i dont know why, but i seem to know no Damien Rice fans?? faster faster, tell me you will go with me, and we shall buy our tickets right away! let this not be another Jason Mraz incident, where his tickets sold out in like 2 SECONDS :(

Comments March 18th, 2006

Appreciation

on my way to KLCC to watch V for Vendetta (very good show, btw) today, i was just looking out the window at all the people walking to their destinations on foot. they may have been just strolling down to the 7-11 down the road, or they may have been walking to the bus stand some 500 metres away, i really wouldnt know. it was a fairly hot day, the sun was unrelenting as usual, and the haze problem seemed to be making an unwelcome return. all of a sudden i felt very grateful for being in a car, with air conditioning and nice leather seats. i even had company. and the air i was breathing was lemon-scented, for goodness’ sake.

in an abrupt burst of guilt, i found myself wanting to invite the whole walking world into the car with me. come share my little God-given gift, i wanted to say. or beg. i’m only 17. it suddenly felt very wrong to be sitting down when people much elder than me were standing up. i’m not taking cars for granted again.

Comments March 17th, 2006

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