Saturday, December 25, 2010

Blondie's 24th Birthday

I would be lying if I say I didn't take some pride in organizing this small celebration secretly from the birthday girl's knowing. Just a way to return the favor she did for my birthday earlier this year.

Blondie and DD

Ayi & Ben

Ayi 2.0 & Fifi

So all six of us - including birthday girl's new fierce hairdo - gathered in Decanter, PJ on one Saturday evening. Boy, how 1Malaysia we were yet had so much fun catching up with each other after not meeting for SO long.

It was our first time there, except for Ann Jie, and surprisingly the food was really good with affordable price. Ayie had this thing (I completely forgot the name) which all of us agreed unanimously, it was really tasty.

Then we headed to Jaya One and had drinks in Starbucks where Miss McChicken (her new nickname) Ami finally took time off her busy schedule to join us.

To my bestie Ann Jie, happy 24th birthday to you and I certainly look forward for more awesome schmosome years ahead with you. Hope she likes what Ayi and I had bought for her - this BCBG MaxAzria gold tote.

Have a great 24th year ahead, babe.

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Sunday, December 19, 2010

World Without End

Before I get down to business, let me give you an idea of what this book is about.

Taking its title from one of the lines in a psalm, 'World Without End' is supposedly the sequel to the marvelousness, that is The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett. It tells the story of Kingsbridge town some two centuries later and revolves around the lives of four children - Merthin, Gwenda, Caris and Ralph, from their childhood until 40 years later with many unexpected events occurring in between especially after they witnessed the killing of two knights in the woods by a runaway lord, Sir Thomas Langley to protect a secret that 'could kill everyone'.

Okay, so over the next 1237 pages of the book, you would think that you're going to learn about that dreadful secret, the motive of the killing, some political struggle between monarchs or even know how the secret could affect the town of Kingsbridge, right?


That supposedly-momentous event occurring in the woods is nothing and has absolutely no impact on the storyline. You will read about the killing over the first few pages and at the last few pages.

Absolutely nothing is told in between. No impact, no surprise, no firework, no gasps. No nothing. Prepare for lots of yawning after you've gone through the first 200 pages.

This book really has no main direction. Unlike in The Pillars of the Earth which concerns about the building of a great cathedral with other rising issues in between, World Without End has absolutely no main storyline. Supposedly, the killing in the woods would have to be the main catalyst and spark intriguing questions along the way, but nope, it doesn't happen.

Over its thick pages, it only tells the story of the four main characters, their struggles and conflicts through childhood and eventually adulthood. Yes, there are stories in here but not quite enough to make it a substantial issue for a good read. We'll see how Merthin becomes a builder, Caris becomes a prioress, Gwenda emerged from poverty and Ralph becomes the Earl - but overall, there are no real significance between the characters.

Besides, the characters are too cliche and too similar to that of in The Pillars of the Earth. Merthin is like Jack Builder in The Pillars of the Earth. Caris like Aliena and Ralph like William (who both become the Earl of Shiring. Yawn).

Overall, this book has no right to be a 'sequel' to the first one since both have nothing in common except cross-referencing once or twice which you need not to read the first book to understand. before this, I looked forward to read Ken Follett's latest book but now, I'm not so sure anymore.

For those of you who have read the Pillars of the Earth and itching to read its alleged sequel, World Without End, I suggest you don't. I'd give this one 1.5 stars out of 5.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Take This, Dry Skin!

I've been battling dry skin for YEARS since I was a kid. It's something I blamed my mom/dad/both for since both my brother and sister face the same problem, although not as severe as me. Thus, it must be in the genes - I knew it.

I've been applying all kinds of lotions and whatnots to prevent my skin from scaling (yes, it is that bad) and my lips from cracking. Since I can't afford La Mer like Angelina Jolie, I use Vaseline for my lips and it has been working so far for 10 years (since 1 was 14).

Then comes the hardest part. No single product seems be able to retain my skin's moisture except for *drumroll* this! L'Occitane Delightful Cream. Oh man, I really, really love this one. It's made of honey and lemon with a small dose of rosemary and sunflower oil. The result is this wonderful and yes, delightful cream that successfully mends my dryness (for now).

You should've seen my feet and my arms in an air-conditioned room (or maybe you shouldn't). My skin would be scaling, dusty and turns white and I swear I'm just another heartbeat away from turning into a giant dust ball. Now, not anymore. Well, at least I can maintain that healthy-skin look for 4-5 days even without applying the cream.

The only downside is the smell. The smell is anything but delighting. Try taking honey, lemon, rosemary and sunflower oil, grind it together and smell the end result. Or you can just go to any L'Occitane store and smell it yourself.

This one is a gift for me (thanks Ann Jie!) but it usually retails at 60 bucks for 8 oz or 40 bucks for 2.5 oz. A great remedy for dry skin people like me.

Friday, December 10, 2010


There are only three weeks to go before I turn 24 years young. Somehow, this time around, December doesn't promise relax and laid-back atmosphere as previous years. My favorite month so far has been tainted with some unpleasant things, causing the road leading to my 24th birthday rather bumpy.

However, there's a silver lining to everything no matter how terrible the situation might look. Although I hate the idea of getting older as much as Cher loathes it, I finally realized that each new year does gets better.

If not more, I become a little wiser with each passing year. I finally learned the most noble act one could ever foster - forgiveness.

No matter how hard you try to understand them, there will always be some selfish, ignorant, ungrateful and obnoxious people around, trying to push you to the edge. Often in my case, it would result in bitterness, anger, frustration and ultimately, feeling sad on how such terrible things could happen and how such equally-terrible people could exist.

However, no matter how angry or upset you get with the said person, it would solve nothing by being in that position. You wouldn't feel at peace until you learn to take the high road. Instead of returning the dirt to them, you forgive them.

Forgive them for upsetting you. Forgive those people who have acted cruelly towards you. Feel sorry for them, for they don't know how to appreciate wonderful people like you and to act accordingly. Forgive them and ultimately forgive yourself for feeling in such way.

No matter how hard it is, you will feel so relieved by not carrying that extra baggage and dark clouds above your head. I found myself feeling so peaceful by forgiving that certain someone who had made false stories about me and sincerely I wished her the best for her examination paper when I bumped into her on my final day of exam. I had forgiven the ones related by blood to me who had favored others than me and used me only for their convenience. I had forgiven the one who used to insult my illness last year. I had forgiven the ex-es for taken me for granted - and finally realizing it.

As Yasmin Ahmad used to write in one of her movies, 'Before going to bed each night, ask yourself - have you ask for forgiveness from the people you hurt? Have you forgiven the people who hurt you?'

I have forgiven all of you. That's the beauty of getting older. Please forgive me for my wrongdoings too.

PS: If I get cranky in the future, you can forget about this post. Hehe.