Monday, September 29, 2008; 12:55 AM
lollipop, you must mistake me for a sucker
Oh dear, I have a new guilty pleasure. Britney's new single 'Womanizer'... dear god. It's definitely no Mozart but good lord, I can't stop playing it! Why are trashy pop songs so catchy? LOL I heart Brit-brit for keeping me addicted.

I can't stop playing it lol. It's keeping me sane lately.

boy don't try to front ah-ah
I know just what you are ah-ah


Monday, September 8, 2008; 5:18 PM
Pretty much god-damn massive art dumps over at my Art Journal. Good lord, it's been ages. I'm so ashamed of myself.

Go take a look! Click on link or image above to be magically transported to Yin's horrible attempt to recover from a year long art slump. (plus I'm broke and maybe if you like what you see you can commission me, eh?) *wink wink nudge nugde*


Saturday, September 6, 2008; 12:13 AM
Did you like the flower? It flew 10,000 miles for you
I'm very thankful for spring. No matter how gloomy I feel when I wake in the morning, it always puts a smile on my face to peer out of the window with one eye and see bright blue skies and colourful flowers growing in the driveway.

The flowers, oh the flowers! It's so lovely to see them blooming everywhere. Even one man's trash by the roadside looks prettier with wild daisies peeking out from underneath. I've been feeling rather blue lately and so to cheer myself up today, I bought a bouquet of pretty flowers for me. They sit in a pretty vase by the kitchen window and makes doing dishes a little more pleasant. I wonder why I don't buy flowers for myself more often, instead of always waiting in futility to receive them.

People think flowers are overrated but I beg to differ. And life's little pleasantries like music, laying in bed during rain, long walks by the beach - that are all viewed as so cliche by some - well, I just think that I'd rather have all these cliches instead of the oddities that are preferred by others.

Haha, I'm rambling. I think it's the season change that's filling me with a certain sense of nostalgia. That, and recent events that just have me sitting quietly by the window. I can't wait for summer and the warm rainfall, to stroll in the drops with a hoodie. And sit out by the sea in day, watching my hair fly away as I dream of bygone days.

I feel like travelling. (but I am broke, boo hoo D: )

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Monday, September 1, 2008; 1:25 AM
Happy Merdeka! Pass the ikan bakar please.
I have a strange, subconscious fascination with Chinese culture it seems. Somehow no matter what I draw, there always seems to have some kind of oriental influence in it - one of the prints I created for a t-shirt design was looked at by McCool and he couldn't help but ask if horses originated from China, because based on my drawings, it appears so.

Good grief.

Anyways, I've been watching old FF8 videos and good lord I feel like playing the game again despite already having played it 2873197342132 times and not completing it even once.

The eastern influence continues as I rewatch an old Wang LeeHom video I found on my hard drive (Shieve would be proud of me) and I love all the chinese motifs and the erhu music. McCool is getting quite fed up as I insist for the nth time that I am a distant descendant of an ancient Chinese Emperor (it is quite true, my grandparents told me!) and I do happen to think that Asian girls do indeed have more lovely features than most others. (don't kill me.)

Oh, and it's Merdeka! Happy Independance Day, Malaysia! I celebrated very patriotically by staying at home with crippling tummy cramps, whinging and bitching my way through Tanggal 31, bulan lapan, lima puluh tujuh. Oh, tanahairku! I mean, seriously - we can send humans to the moon but we can't invent a simple painkiller for that time of the month?! Which may be too much information, but I am so sick of being unable to get out of bed every once a month because my cramps are just waaaayyy too crippling. It sucks, not even Panadol works and I don't want to take birth control pills for these pains because then my mum will think I'm having sex (which I am NOT - unfortunately) and my very asian family will probably go berserk. Or not. I am very legally 21. But that's beside the point! The point is I need some drugs for this torture and there ain't any in the market! Don't people realize how much a wonder pill will sell?! Billions of women would buy it to ease cramps without the side effects of hormonal mood swings! They'd go crazy! Eureka, it'd be a bigger invention than the lightbulb!

Good god humanity, can we please focus our energy on creating a woman-friendly medicine that will get rid of 'that time of the month' forever!? Or at least ease the pain. I'm on my hands and knees here.

Yes, I believe that was waaayyy too much information, but what the heck. I just missed out on an entire day of work because the pain was too great that I was reduced to crying underneath the covers. CRYING. Oh, woman.

What else is new? Hmm, not much really. We have two new ponies at the barn and they are the cutest things in existence. I almost faint everytime I walk past their paddock so now I have to exercise self-control not to walk down that area because little Mango and Barney come trotting up asking to be petted and oh lord, they are too cute to be true, excuse me I need to faint from the cute. Fat, tubby, fuzzy little things - I have no words. I have no words!

Spring is finally breaking over Melbourne and I have never been more grateful to see the cherry blossoms burst into colour down every street and suburb. The temperature is finally getting warmer - and hello sun! I almost forgot you existed! Oh, bring back the glory days of skirts and tank tops - I can't wait to be able to sprint down to the beach and leap into the water! Go horse-riding in a t-shirt! Drink frappucinos with my sunnies on! C'mon summer - I'm ready. After wearing 6 layers daily in winter - including two thick jackets, a fuzzy scarf and a chunky beanie (honestly I don't even know what my face looks like anymore after three months of hiding behind wool) - there is no doubt that underneath my skin is as pale as a luminous glow worm, a truly horrendous sight that causes passer bys to sprint in the opposite direction - I AM PREPARED to spend hours mucking around in glorious sunlight to get my tan back! Horse riding in 46 degree weather, here I come!!! :D And omg, SHAVED LEGS once again!

Yes, I have committed the deadly sin of not shaving my legs in winter. C'mon, who does?! Admit it, the fuzz keeps you warm! McCool pulled my pants up the other night to tickle my legs and I shrieked one to put a banshee to shame - and I kid you not - in one tenth of a second, he sprang back in horror and recoiled like a poked milipede with the kind of look on his face that one should only wear when confronting an undead zombie. Of course, this is Australia and our ads are plastered with girls donning smooth, tanned, perfect legs (thanks a lot, Bonds!) so to find a carpet growing on mine was not really what poor McCool was expecting at all. In revenge of course, I promptly grabbed my tweezer and pulled out a few of his manly leg hairs very cruelly - what can I say, I'm a bitch.
But yes, far from topic - shaved legs are returning in time for spring and I cannot wait to get rid of my walking fluroescent lights once again!! Come here shorts and skirts and thongs and sandals and everything in between!

I think that's all I have to ramble about tonight. There's really not that much to talk about and one can only pray that more exciting things comes this way - even if only for blogging fodder - because right now my life is quite uneventful. Waiting for a reply from potential employees is nerve-wrecking stuff - and watching McCool take admiring photos of his beer is about as interesting as watching paint dry. I can't wait for the interent to speed back up so I can watch this year's Merdeka ads on YouTube! Ah, life! Thou art strange in thy workings!

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