Hopes & Wishes for 2007

The new year is just around the corner and the school holidays (which were badly spent, like every year) are almost over. So here are my new year resolutions:

• Grow (at least) 7 cm taller. I have no idea how did i end up this short. (by the way, i'm 150cm/5 feet. gasp!) Seriously. With parents at 160 and 165cm each, i suspect my genes have been mutated, although not in the X-Men way(awh! what a pity. imagine Lil' Librainy saves the day from the Humongous Hippos! ok i promise to stop crapping)
  

• Get straight As in my SPM. No matter how much i daydream, i'll still have to come back to earth and sit for my exams. Flunking it would mean shattering all my dreams!

• Work on my blog with 100% dedication. Sometimes i write on impulse so it comes off a bit chatty (e.g. now!! 'cause it's the last day of 2006 and i have to finish the resolutions by today). Do you have any idea how hard is it to please my enormous fan-base?

• Stop squeezing my pimples and blackheads. THIS is the hardest one to accomplish.. My fingers get all itchy scratchy when they're idle! I'm saving my pimples right now (temporarily) by making my fingers all busy with typing... Dear face, run! run while you still can!!)

So there you have it... Hopefully I'll be able to fulfill these resolutions and wish you all a happy new year!

The Reconnection of the Cables

Yes, like other avid bloggers out there, I'm elated to find out that faster internet connection is back!!! YAY! *in an undertone* sorry to those Librainy-haters, (if any, but i doubt it) you'll have to listen to my incessant (yet, so intellectual) chatterings once again!


Ehem... *clears throat* But I suppose i shouldn't be overjoyed due to the fact that people are still suffering from the tremors of the earthquake! It is indeed a blessing to live in Malaysia; apart from the extra high crime rate and neverending corruption and rude drivers and racial inequality (oops! i sure hope i don't get sued for that), Malaysia's actually a pretty nice place to live in! No natural disasters and plenty of natural resources! It's Visit Malaysia Year in 2007 so I hope this won't spoil Malaysia's reputation... (as if tourists will browse my blog like i'm Lonely Planet or something)

Devilish Saints (a.k.a Naughty Children)

This may sound paradoxical, but it's entirely true! Children (esp. your nieces and nephews) always look oh-so-saintly, cute and naive all at the same time, but beware... because there's a dark side in every one of them... *Darth Vader breathing sound effect* I myself had a few personal experiences with their (extremely!!) manipulative character.


I have always found it hard to get along with children, esp. those around 5-7 years old, mainly because :
(a) i wear braces, which really freaks them out when i flash my oh-too-wiry smile at them and
(b) i just don't look like Santa Claus, e.g. someone with lots of sweets and presents... So, no point sticking around, right?

But once they've figured out that my braces are not WMD (weapons of mass destruction) and I'm a kind and good person (finally! they know the truth.), they'll stick close to me in a leech-like manner or drag me around the room or grab my hand and use it to touch their parents butts (obviously i didn't fall for that! come ON, i'm not THAT weak) or climb all over the place, waiting for me to catch them and imagine my fear if they end up in the hospital with a cement cast over their legs and half my body into my own coffin when I receive scolding from their parents!

*panting*

*and panting*

*and panting again*

Phew! The last sentence was too long i didn't catch enough breath! (okay.. i know it's lame..)

Stuff about children to watch out for:
a) Children come to you for a reason. They want to USE you.
b) If you touch something precious that's theirs,(esp. christmas presents!) they'll go "It's MINE!!! All MINE!!!" (Sounds familiar? Remember "my precioussss..."?)
c) Don't try to outsmart them. When they start crying, your doom will come. Really!


It's a tough, tough world out there. Friend, wish you good luck and may you be safe from the evils of the little people... Well, at least you're taller than them! (although not as evil)

SALE!!! 80% off all products! Limited Offer!

Did that manage to grab your attention? That was my apparent motive; but the my true intention is......
hehe. Can't tell you now. Finish reading and you'll know.

For almost or approximately two years, I've been working on my blog, initially in Friendster and now in Blogger...I'm extremely sorry for those (fans) who have been waiting for my every next posting as (im)patiently as I am waiting for the 7th and final instalment of the Harry Potter series. (Argghh! the waiting is... too... painful...to.... bear... *Librainy grabs her head in fury and frustration, again*)

I digress but my point is, every time I update my blog, it seems that constantly nagging my friends to post comments on my blog is the only way to promote my blog. Isn't there an easier way out??? *sob*

The conversation mostly goes like this: (in msn)

Librainy: Hey there!
XXX: Hey
Librainy: r u free rite now?
XXX: yeah why?
Librainy: no lar, cuz i've jz updated my blog, can u check it out if u hav time?
XXX: sure
Librainy: feel free to post comments if u like it, k?
XXX: ok
Librainy: it's http://a-simple-fairytale.blogspot.com, in case u 4got
XXX: thx
Librainy: thx a million! love ya!

(I see lots of people nodding in agreement and recognition!!! what's THEIR problem?)

See? I've done it sooo many times that it's all in my head now :P

By the way, I chose this title for this post simply because everyone likes to buy cheap stuff even though we don't need it, so it would grab your attention better than some other boring title. So the true intention is for you to read this post. Feel cheated?

p.s. sorry for being so nasty this time (heck, when did bad guys start to apologise for crime?) but anywayz

To: santa claus,

i've been nice all year so plz forgive me this once and grant me the present I deserve!

Lots of loves and kisses and hugs,
Librany the nice and brainy

*~Movie of the Month~*

Lo behold! Trailer to the movie of the month:

The clock strikes 8. Darkness falls. Librainy scribbles tirelessly (she is, after all, brainy) to complete her James Tan (Add maths) homework, due for tomorrow. Suddenly, a commotion happens at the house opposite and a high-pitched wailing is heard. *must be the neighbour's kid* thought Librainy. Scribbling continues. But wailing continues. She peers out of the window, being a curious girl.

*tv screen blacks out*

....unexpected happenings in the neighbourhood....

Librainy runs out of the house. She sees a car, a bleeding woman and a pool of blood. Neighbours start emerging from the darkness.

..........who will survive, and who will not?............

...........based on a true story.........

The Incident of the House Opposite Librainy's

Wait. This is a true story.

This is a message to everyone out there: the world is getting more and more dangerous and notorious; you can't predict what will happen next. Just yesterday, my neighbour was robbed and slashed twice using a parang. (and i really was doing my homework at that time) no one saw the thief (he was clothed in black) and he rode away in his motorbike as fast as he came. the victim was bleeding all over and it was the 1st time EVER that i saw so much blood! she was screaming and all of us felt pretty helpless as we couldn't do anything... eventually her mother sent her to the hospital (she was in her early 20s) it really freaked me out and i dreamt of using taekwondo to fight the baddies that night :)


But don't worry too much; don't be surprised to find yourself in the police station if you wave about your cooking knife to every dark-clothed motorcylist on the road! (or perhaps Hospital Bahagia, if you're unlucky...)

Malaysian Censorship Board has paid a visit...

and decided to remove May Zhee's Blog from my INteresting Links! *anxious crowd sighs in relief* (no offense to May Zhee) but her erotic sense of humour is simply UNBEARABLE. *Librainy grabs her hair in fury and frustration*

If you have no idea what I'm babbling about, just check out this URL:
http://mayzhee.blogspot.com
(yes, indirectly I'm promoting her blog FOR THE LAST TIME EVERRR)

As an acclaimed and accomplished author at just the age of 15, Lim May Zhee has published a book entitled "Vanitee Bee". (this sounds extremely reporter-ly) . Initially, I thought she was a good role model for young-writer-wannabes when i read about her report in the Star. But after checking out her blog... it's... you'll see what I mean after you check out her blog. (But don't read too much! Her ideas can get stuck in your head for quite some time)

This is her book--->
and it's quite a disappointment too... (i'm so sorry for demoting your book, May Zhee--as if you would read this anywayz) just a reminder that it's not worth buying but if you do know me personally, you can borrow it from me :P

p.s. if you've read her blog, please post your thoughts!

History *yawn* of A Dreamer’s Sketchbook

No worries, this is not related to the subject in school that causes serious brain damage… Just explaining how I chose my new blogskin and did some alterations—in case you’re wondering.

A Dreamer’s Sketchbook (my blog title) – I’m a real dreamer with all talk and no action (that’s what blogs are for!). The name sounds nice anyway.

Librainy (my nickname): Brainy + Libra (so true!)

Pinkish theme: Pink is cute (and so am I!) and the colour combinations just look so tasty…mmm….

To everyone: pink on girls is not a colour of weakness and stupidity! (Remember the cartoon “Pinky and the Brain”? It’s about two mice trying to escape from the lab where they are caged in—Pinky is the un-smart one while the Brain is, well, the name says it all) Not all ignorant girls are “pink-ified”! Plus, it shows off our femininity and charm... (i bet yenwoon is puking right now)

So, you like it? Post comments please :P

Blog, Resurrected

I'm terribly sorry to all my avid blog fans (if any) since i've been abandoning my blog for such a long time... but now I'm back with a new blogskin and better-than-ever posts! (hopefully) please stay tuned...

Ladies' Month

No, you don't get discounted movie tickets for the month, ladies. It's just that it's Breast Cancer Awareness month so EVERYTHING is going pink! Including my blogskin *grin

In a Polka-Dotted Frenzy!!!

Trust me, the worst thing about being a teen would be the hormonal imbalance part where you have these horrendous... vicious... heartless... cruel...PIMPLES!!! They invade your cells beneath the skin and once your cells are over and done with, they raise the flag of victory and finally that's how the bump ends up on your skin.

Newton & Archimedes: OII!!! You think we don't exist ah? We waste our time making laws and principles and you go and mix up everything like rojak! Gosh, your science...so lame!

Deirdre: Ehem. YOU GUYS got study Bio meh? Hehe, you don't know what's in the apple that fell on you, right, Mr. Newton?

Gotcha.

Ok back to the topic. Spots are annoying esp. during exam week! And you see, me being the kiasu type would always want to take off the flag of theirs, so the bump normally ends up in a bloody patch. Yeah. Eww.

Then it's Hazeline to the rescue! It's this rather smelly face cream that i put on every time i squeeze off a spot. It's sort of compensating for the damage i did to my skin... I just can't help it... It was my hands! not me! i didn't do anything! Yeah, right.

Anyone with beauty secrets or defense tactics against those psychopathic pimples? Remember to post comments!


p.s. even the fish has pimples! my gosh!

Dear Blog: Sorry sooo much!

"Deirdre, you are now sentenced to 5 minutes of self-reflection as you are charged guilty of blog abandonment!" Crying and weeping from the suspect is heard in the background. She is then brought to the side of her room to self-reflect for 5 minutes.

This is the truth! I really felt guilty for leaving my blog aside! I really do! (i just didn't do the self-reflect for 5 minutes thing)

I lost contact with my blog because:
1. Busy with studies and upcoming finals (exam)
2. I forgot my blogger username and password! *a big smack to the head*--done figuratively, :P

I'm still kinda halfway through my exams, so I'll be back with more, probably after Oct 13th...
To all my fans out there, hang on and continue worshipping Deirdre the Almighty!

p.s. yeah. I agree. Narcissist, I am. (did i get the spelling right)

Writer's Block!

Yeah sorry i've kind of took a break in blogging (as in the 15 mins half time in football!). Partially because I haven't really figured out my purpose in life (maybe that's a little too depressing)... and mostly because Germany lost the match to Italy though it managed to claim a third placing over Portugal... I'll make sure to send some "tit da" medicine over to Germany for Ballack to lessen his muscle pains...

Anyway i'll be back soon, so bye!

My brain cells are going beserk

... because i'm running out of topic to write except football! Ah. thought of something.

Japan and South Korea are out of the game! So there will be NO MORE asian representatives out in the field! *Hey nvm, anywayz there are cuter guys from those Europe countries...* Sorry. It was just my sub-conscience talking. It wasn't me :P

So my point is, don't we always think the grass on the other side is greener? Caucasians seem to have it all--height, features and skin tone... what most of us crave alot... memandangkan i'm barely 5 feet, pimple-infested (okay, it's not THAT bad, just a few spots) and banana-skinned (i mean the colour ONLY). So where's the preservation of our culture?

Plz feel free on what are the benefits of being Asian cuz our "kiasu spirit" ROX!!!

um... maybe that was a tad bit over the top, but anyway.

I'm down with fever too...

It's pretty hard not to get it... unless you're immune to:

1. the ever cheering/jeering football fans!
2. the convenience of mamak stalls!
3. REALLY cute guys like D. Beckham, Kaka, Micheal Ballack (esp. him) and C.Ronaldo!
4. the Ball.
5. that feeling of triumph everytime your fav team GOALS!!!

Hope you'll catch the football fever :P

p.s. that is not a curse; it's a blessing.

Me?

Yes. Since "me" is such a significant word in everyone's lives, just hoping that you'll help me understand "me"... plz follow this link:

~Click Here~

Thanks a billion!

A Pleasant Experience

I thought the trip to Putrajaya would be pretty much technology, technology and technology. Don’t know why. But anyway my parents and I made a day trip to Putrajaya just to kill time. (Ok, sarcasm flaring!) Since it’s like a new city, all of the buildings are either under construction or newly built. The residential areas are VERY westernized; they don’t have front gates and it’s simply chic! (Must’ve read too many Shopaholic books)

So then we reached our destination at about 11 am (the journey took us about 1 ½ hours; the road signs were misleading as usual). Apparently the government dug a trench that would separate his working office and his private home, so when the PM wants to get from his residence to his office, he has to ride a boat to get to the other side! How UNconventional is that! (He’ll reach there in like 1 minute; it also helps him avoid traffic jam on the bridge! What a privilege!)

There was also this very authentic and exotic-looking mosque that stood majestically by the riverbank. (Ok I’m not going to start promoting Cuti-Cuti Malaysia so I’ll stop talking in this tone.) however we couldn’t get a closer look due to clothing restrictions and those who were not fully clothed had to wear pink robes (yeah, regardless of age and gender). *Not wishing to membangkitkan isu-isu sensitive*, so I’ll stop here.

Then we moved on to my favourite part *rubbing hands together anxiously*--food!

We dined at a food court and my parents and I shared a nasi kandar and Indian rojak; suddenly I missed Klang food! It is soooooo much better here; they just want to earn some foreigners’ money!

So to make a long story short (yes, I caught you yawning just a millisecond ago!), we went to a Chinese temple (not in Putrajaya!) in Jenjarom where everything was so serene…In the garden, there were lots of stone carvings depicting different gods and out of nowhere, a snake slithered out of the bushes! It didn’t come for us (Thank God!) but it was long, slimy and, well, snake-like! (Duh.) We and the other tourists freaked out a little but it went back into the bushes again… Or not I could show off my Crocodile Hunter skills of snake-slaying! *perasan*

So that’s all, enjoy your hols! p.s. The pic below : Me striking the pose on the poster :P

Ape-->Man--->Ape?

Homo sapiens have definitely evolved since the creation of mankind. You know what I mean? We have such a deep cultural evolvement that if you gaze back in time, you’ll find that we’re getting back to square one.

1st stage: Start of as primitive beings. We crawl on all fours, feeding on raw, fresh meat, hunting and being the hunted…Start to use only 2 legs as “transportation”, concealing certain parts of the body to gain warmth and protection.

2nd stage: Develop “fashionable” accessories,applying “barter system” in daily lives. (Thanks to sejarah!)… Clothes get thicker, a difference of status between men and women, and also occupation.

3rd stage: Clothes start to get “thinner”, everyone more “open minded” and mengamalkan pergaulan bebas… you know what I mean…

4th stage: We haven’t reached this stage yet but I predict that we’ll run around stark naked and start scratching and beating our chests. Before you know it, we’ll be removing ticks from each other’s bodies! (just joking lar. Don’t gross out.)

There was a phrase in the animated movie “Over the Hedge” that made me wonder how true the animals were:

Animal A: What’s this?

Animal B: It’s a SUV/car.

Animal A: What’s it for?

Animal B: It’s a kind of transportation for humans because they are slowly losing their ability to walk.

Hey, maybe they understand our behaviour more than WE do!

Your Brain is 67% Female, 33% Male

Your brain leans female You think with your heart, not your head Sweet and considerate, you are a giver But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Are You Happy Now?

After reading my friend’s blog, sometimes I just think I’m too lucky in life. (Touch wood!)

Although I’m honestly 100% not fortunate in other aspects such as exam luck or team luck (Rumah B loses every year!), I can possibly brag about the love and gifts that were showered on me during the 14 years of my life. *apparently I’m not going to do that now… so perasan meh?*

Examples of different friends’ predicament:

1. Being disrespected in the family, all alone at home ALL the time, having love life problems, father far from home.

2. Comes from a broken family, no idea of father’s identity, no freedom in making choices. Mum comes home late at night, experienced a few sad and betrayed relationships.

3. From an OK family, but has been molested by close relative twice, family does not know and still treats the relative with utmost care and respect.

• For those who have been mentioned above, sorry if I’ve interrupted your privacy… I kept your identities secret at any rate.

Sometimes life is just like a fairytale, but in between, you’ll have unforgettable nightmares and tragic happenings.

Isn’t it worth thinking about?

Analyzing Genes XX

To me, girls are pretty hard to understand.

And I’m a female, too! But seriously speaking, there’s too much emotion going on in there that’s not being presented on the outside. Sometimes you’ll feel down and moody (esp. when you have nothing to do, and you don’t want to start on tuition homework!), and there’s that occasional spark (during the American Idol season!) that you WISH you could grasp some fame and fortune and had that wonderful voice on stage!

And during exam season, you wish you could get it over and done with ASAP without much hassle. Your eyes are closing…closing…fatigue closing in… closed. Ah. Bliss. Then you realized you haven’t finished studying and there’s a moment of annoyance + anxiousness = breaking down! I don’t know about you, but that happens to me almost ALL the time…

Sometimes, you don’t feel anything at all—school, home and friends simply make you dull. You go to school, come back, go for extra classes, come back, eat and sleep. It’s just such a monotonous life, sometimes you wish something extraordinary would happen! (E.g. you just found out you’re a witch/wizard/mutant and you’ll whiz off to some magical school! ß apparently influenced by Harry Potter and X-Men). Of course, there are also moments of fun and silly moments where you fool around with your friends…

After going through these lines, I still don’t understand myself. Do you?

Read it only if you're free

Ah. After 2 excrutiating hours of stretching, over-stretching and stretching ourselves... Taekwondo class was finally over. (not that I hate it! I actually like it, but i'm used to whining :P)

As usual, a major traffic jam would break out in front of the school as anxious parents peer into the school compounds, waiting for their ninja turtles-to-be. (Obviously, i'm not one of them. I'm 100% human. No mutant X genes!)

So when my mum and I were stuck in the bad traffic, suddenly i realized the significance of living and non-living beings in the world. (i'm not Socrates, Aristotle or anything. And yes, i've just had my sejarah test. Bottomline--i'm no philosopher, jz expressing personal opinion.) A couple of homo sapiens are needed to MAKE a traffic jam, right? Without one, would there be a traffic jam? it takes the "cooperation" of a handful of cars to start a traffic jam... am i complicating matters?

But then there's another example. Malaysia has, say 24 million people but without you, it wouldn't be 24 million anymore, would it?

Why am i saying this? Just making a statement.

My True Identity

Who am I?

I guess many people do ponder upon this big query. The friends we have may be sweet and some are helpful, but a single description isn’t sufficient to thoroughly describe a person’s character. Every single individual in this world has his/her own distinctive personality; nothing will change that fact. Even astrological signs and personality tests can only classify your character traits into certain genres or groups--only you yourself can analyse your personality in detail.

But, who am I? And who are you?

Sometimes I feel content with a solitary life, but some other moments I crave for the company of peers. Sometimes I fool around, brewing up malicious tricks in the witch’s cauldron. On the other hand, I enjoy peace and quiet, and I am capable of an immediate transformation into an obedient little midget (yeah, I’m barely 5 ft, so it matches the description; don’t ask me why I’m so short. I’m wondering the same question myself. What happened to my hormones???). And yes, sometimes I like to crack jokes, may it be silly or ironic. While at other moments, I like to think of the universe, the world, and philosophical questions (for example, now).

Sometimes I think all of us have split personalities—like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. In my opinion, some of us (figuratively) put on a mask in the presence of friends and loved ones; and of course we display an attractive mask that projects the glitz and glamour of our personality. I think I carry that mask along, too! But I think I constantly change my masks according to the situation; like the type of friends I mingle with. I talk about cute guys, trendy clothing (tiered skirts won’t last long in the market; trust me) with the so-called “popular” group; conversely, I share my interest of books and general knowledge with the “bookworm” group. And for my “eccentric” group of peers, I crack silly jokes (simply because they laugh about almost everything) and let my imagination run wild.

I’m still in search of my true self, but I have spotted one particular characteristic of mine that I’m pretty sure of—insecurity. I’m practically insecure about everything—from my physical appearances to my future. Yeah, and I’m taking the psychology into serious consideration as one of my occupation choices. (I won’t be a psychiatrist—some of them end up being a little cranky like the patients they treat. Hehe…)

But then, my friends, some of you know me better than I know myself… So do you mind posting a few comments about what do you think of me (and please don’t mention cute/adorable again—it’s getting kind of tedious)

Thanks a million!