So I'm sitting here outside, a whole 45 minutes more till my shift starts wondering how in the world am I to lose the tan if I sit outdoors so much.
So while I'm not indulging on my vanity, I browse my memories.

"I just remembered why I want to be friends with her"
"Why?"
"I don't"

What do you do when someone wasnt very nice to you? After the conversation above took place, I started wondering about my friendships, past and present. Sure, there were good times but some friendships get to a point where they seem stale. Perhaps people change and you're left wondering if that's the kind of person you'd call your friend.

"I'm proud to be your friend."
Someone said that to me recently. Friends are people we care for, share our world with and someone you can turn to when you need a hand, no?
I think friend are people whom you aren't ashamed to be yourself with.

Bakka

Stop stalking me! =_= Though with a public blog, I cant say much, can I?

Family

What is it like, I wonder sometimes, to go home. Is it like some picturesque family of the year poster? With someone who actually cares if you had a bad day. The boring routines and noisy squabbles that make up a household.
What would it be like to be part of a family that isnt at each others throats all the time, a family that is united and happy despite all its flaws?

...

You know what I hate? Guys who dont respect girls. I hate it when guys say things they cant promise and pledge immature words of eternal love. I hate it when a guy cant respect a girl enough when she says no and is selfish enough to keep his hopes alive at the cost of her happiness when he claims that all he wants to give her. I hate it when life throws two people apart in distance, class, religion, or socially and make it hard for them to be together. I hate that a guy and girl cant be friends without people predicting they'll get together. I hate it when the only person you can depend on leaves or screws it all up. I hate it when you go hang out with someone and suddenly, someone else is there and just ruins it. I hate it when you keep asking someone to hang out but there's always one excuse or another. I hate it when you need someone but that person isnt there. I hate it when you have to give up on your dreams because of one thing or another that calls for you to be selfless or reasonable or realistic. I hate it when people try to break my faith in someone or in my country and its people and leaders. I hate it when I wake up in the middle of the night and cant go back to sleep. I hate it when people start talking about things that just make me feel so lost and confused like pursuing dreams or family ties like that saying, "blood is thicker than water". I hate it when people talk like I'm not there. I hate it when people pursue their desires, not even their dreams, and making other people suffer and they just dont give a damn. I hate it when parents dont listen. I hate arguing with my sisters or my friends. I hate that sinking feeling that im not going to amount to anything. I hate it when people say things like "poor pets" when there's news of some flood or earthquake because hello, what about the people, damn it? I hate it when someone feels completely lost and I have no idea what to say. I hate having to keep my distance. I hate having to hide how I feel. I hate that you wont accept how I feel and get over it. I hate that I check my phone too many times. I hate that I look in the mirror and always see something I wish would change. I hate lying awake at night because of nightmares from the past. I hate getting an sms from someone pretending to care. I hate it when they just do what is convenient for them without consideration. I hate it when they pretend to know me just because they've known me for close to 21 years. And I hate feeling this way.

The Fine Line

I'm sorting through my iTunes and (finally) deleting off songs which I dont even really like

2000 more songs to go! I had to pause it because it was distracting and how am I supposed to be typing out a post when I'm belting out the best of the 90's.


Ah. So...



Good news! I am recovering ~(^o^)~

As expected, my body was too heaty as such, my temperature was yoyo-ing and i had a helmet of headache.

*stops to hydrate self*


Yesterday was a day of pain.

1. Woke up with a splitting headache to the splitting sound of my alarm

2. Woke up still with a headache to the sound of my ringtone.

3. Looked at phone to discover Aisha is calling.

4. Had to bicker with family why I can go to church and not tim sum when I'm sick. Tim Sum? really?

5. Got to church to discover I dont know where Bible Study is

6. Am 1 hour late for Bible Study

7. *1 hour later* Had to admit to Brother Philip that I didnt go for Bible Study because I couldnt wake up.

8. Had to drive in heat and headache to Subang and back to Klang and then back to Subang.

9. Went for Chinese torture treatment which involves those harmless looking cup things that sucker onto my back and being scraped with some stone-antler-thingie. It was so painful, I could not even speak. Finished up with a almost as painful head, arm and leg massage. Cost? RM50. I know how to teach my kids a lesson when they fall sick

10. Then, had to down a glass of black liquid so bitter- there is no comparison. It is a bitter as artificial sugar is sweet x 2.

11. Drove back to Klang.


Haha. But I'm fine today and my headache is almost completely gone. I bet its many thanks to the bitter drink too.


So what I really came here to talk about is what happened yesterday between 11-1pm.

Pastor Henry had all us youth come down to the main hall to share a message with us and this is what I got from it.

He talked about how the bible is the book of facts then highlighted the passages and scriptures that told us "The world is round" and "the world is suspended". It isnt flat or resting on pillars or the shoulders of Atlas (a Greek god, or was it demigod, who was punished by Hera, if i recall correctly, and made to carry the world on his shoulders for all eternity or at least till he could trick someone into doing it.)

He talked about how in the traceable history of all the religions of the world, they all believe that the world is F L A T.

Hundreds of years before the brilliant scientists of their generation came up with the illuminating fact that the world is round. it is suspended in space or that it orbits the sun (the Catholic Church eventually offered an apology stating they were wrong) it was written there in that book called The Bible, yo.

But of that service, what really got to me was this one line "You can be very religious without being Godly"

For a short moment, it confused me. Then I realized what it meant.

It was like those priests who condemned Jesus and denied him. They were religious. Probably the most religious in those times. But what they lacked was that close and intimate relationship with God. If you were a priest in those days who had a close and intimate relationship with God, I bet He would have told you, "Hey, listen. I'm sending my only son down from heaven so just do what ya gotta do, aight?"

Look at John the Baptist. When Jesus came to him to be baptized, John said that it was Jesus who should be baptizing John. John knew the truth.

What was the difference between these men of God? I bet it has to do with their relationship with God.

One thing that is stressed very often in Church is that "God is not looking for obedient servants but for worthy sons and daughters"

We have been left a legacy, yo!

Say

So there's Avril Lavigne's Things I'll Never Say, Stevie Wonder's I Just Called To Say, John Meyer's Say, Britt Nicole's Say It, Natasha Bedingfield's Say It Again, Jason Derulo's Whatcha Say, Cheetah Girls' I Wont Say, Nelly Furtado's Say It Right, Ronan Keating's When You Say Nothing At All, Beiber's Never Say Never, Ne-Yo's Say Goodbye, Bon Jovi's Never Say Goodbye and Gaga's Nothing Else I Can Say

I'm here because there is something I CANT say. Why cant I say? Several things O_O and its driving me crazy.

Do me a favor, guys. Take a hint.

Of Couple Tees and Emo Love Songs

Sam: There's a stupid couple wearing stupid couple tees
Ridz: Why? You dont like couple tees?
Sam: No, I do. I just dont have a stupid couple tee to wear with anyone
Ridz: I could buy one and post it to you and we could wear it at the same time
Sam: Thats so lame =_=
Ridz: Yeah. Stop talking to me when you're driving

Oh. Best Quote Of The Day (With English translations!)
Shazwan (guy from work): Sam, jaga kedai ah. Kalau terbakar, panggil bomba Sam, look after the shop yea. If there's a fire, call the firemen
Sam: Ok. Kalau kena rompak? Ok. If there's a robbery?
Shazwan: Buat tak tau. Be oblivious

Yesterday, while we attempted to discover the 'perfect soundtrack', Ridz commented on Taylor Swift's songs which are mostly emo love songs.
We all know emo love songs sell the best and they are perfect for blasting while you angst-ly karaoke in your room, pretending like you're in your own personal music video because that guy/girl
~doesnt know you exist (Invisible - D-side)
~keeps messing with your heart (Issues - The Saturdays)
~broke your heart (Forever and Always - Taylor Swift)
~is in love with someone else (Teardrops on My Guitar - Taylor Swift)
~doesnt feel the same way about you (He's Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon)
~is someone you cant be with (Someday we'll know - Mandy Moore)
~is someone you normally wouldnt choose (Hate that I Love You - Rihanna)
~might be the love of your life (Is it you - Cassie)
~cheated on you but you cant forget him/her (Why do I love you - Westlife)
~is really far way (A thousand Miles - Vanessa Carlton)
~is irresistible (Irresistible - The Corrs) LoL

Well, these are just some examples la. But you get what I mean.

Take a second and think which song is the soundtrack to your life right now?

I really wish my room had better reception.

I realized I seem to have this love theme going on lately.

Sam: If I could, I would travel back in time to when I was 16 and beat myself up for complaining guys dont fall for me. Then I would travel to when I was 19 and beat myself up. 'Nuff said.

Oh, the antics of the young...

I'm shaking my head with an abashed smile on my face and that "what can we do?" expression.
Seriously, some of the things I get myself into...
I have signed up online at 2 different sites which will let me help people plagiarize my writing and pretend it is theirs by handing me a wad of cash for my cooperation. Ah college, such a gold mine.

So I'm sitting here, waiting for my laundry to be done. My driving instructor has forgotten about me =( All for the best, I guess. it might be a divine sign.

While I was loading my laundry, I thought of an interesting post.

Why I'm Staying Single
1- Laundry
Now, those of you who know me know that I am a horribly lazy and undisciplined person. A boyfriend distracts me even further from the pile of ever growing dirty laundry in my room, screaming to be cared for. After a month, yes, a month, I am doing my laundry. Life is distracting and full enough of procrastinations already, go away.
2- I Get Fat(ter)
Before you get annoyed at me for my use of the word 'fat', I am using it lightly. 'Chubby' doesnt have the same ring. Due to my laziness, I have a tendency to skip meals or to just eat simple things like bread and honey stars *eyes honey stars in the container next to the computer*
Okay, I'm back. My stomach was growling so I just HAD to have some. Where was I? Oh. Okay. So what happens when there is this guy always asking me out to dinners and lunches or  just dropping by only to be bullied by me to bring me to those delectable curry puffs I love so much, the mouth watering fried chicken I so desire or those savory yet crispy chocolate pastries I adore~ All that bak kut teh, Western food, fast food and Italian food~ I didnt mention Japanese food because it is generally pretty healthy.
3- Money, Money, Money
Dating = dates. Since I have never been the type to let a guy pay for everything for me, it means more 'money out' =( I spend enough on books and my usual weird stuff as it is. Also, guys have a tendency to bring me to 1 Utama and KLCC (okay, its cuz I like it there) and we know the stuff there ain't cheap.
Plus, all the smsing and phone calls.
4- Little Sister, Big Tantrum
She gets grumpy and pissy when I'm out a lot.
5- Kick-wha?
Dating makes me more docile. I am so not as kick ass and that is just sad. Plus, all the mushy stuff and the love songs make me gooey and hence, less kick ass.
6- Serena's dating who?
I get really behind on my TV shows though it is a happy goldmine when I get my alone time to update myself on 'all the latest gossip and I know I love her XOXO' and fill myself with Glee only to still NOT discover who is the mother of those stupid kids on that stupid sofa. A person should always keep up to date with their favorite series =(

I'm hungry now. So thats all for my list. Hope it was amusing enough =p

The Smell Of Your Perfume~

HELLO!!!!
It is a cold Thursday here in my bedroom where at 8:55am, I am still in my pajamas. Well, actually, my pajamas are usually just really comfy day clothes so... I am still in the clothes I wore to sleep.
Yes, unnecessary, I know.

I would like a club sandwich =( Those things are delicious~ (The one I eat regularly is at Coffee Bean BTW)
Yum~ Turkey ham with cheese and egg with a little bit of pepper~ *shivers*

Ok, yes, I'm hungry.

So Ridz is leaving today. Boo. I will miss him despite all our bickering and mindf***ing each other all the time. I dont know why he couldnt have gone back on the 26th like all the other people. Dumb ass.
It's been nice hanging out with you, Ridz, see you probably never =_="\

 I wonder how you guys title your posts. More often than not, my titles have very little to do with my post and mostly to do with what's going through my head. Which is odd. Since the post is supposed to contain things going through my head. Huh.

I forgot to start my iTunes.
Oh, I just remembered something I can talk about! My BBQ!

Taken by one of the guys

My really huge family 

Gosh, that was awesome. Fortunately there was enough food though Darren said there wasnt enough satay.
Sadly, a bunch of them couldnt make it because of
-exams
-assignments
-family stuff
-its Klang. . . . .


Ridz came first to help me set up then Joshua came at 6 so we started bbq-ing some chicken for ourselves~
Eventually, Ridz left to get Jeff and Ran and people very slowly tricked in. The first to arrive after that was Alex, Keith and Kok Hou. Then Ridz, Jeff, Ran came.
The look on the guys faces were ._.
"Sam, are there ANY girls coming?"
So there I was going "REALLY!!! There are!! Really! Tell them Joshua!"
Then Christina and Sherwyn came and proved it. Take that. LoL
At one point, before the girls arrived, I was looking out of the gate and the guy were talking then all of a sudden, Ridz shouted from the BBQ pit, "I DID SAM! I DID SAM!"
I turned around with my WTF face on but it turns out they were talking about South Australian Matriculation but I'm on to you, Ridz. I know you did that deliberately eventhough you really DID do SAM =_="
Best part: My dad was in earshot. Boom.

Other mishaps include me totally forgetting about plates and cups though sis Kim came to my rescue with cups and Foong arrived with plates in hand but neh, I know you guys had fun eating chicken like barbarians.
I am going to invite Randall and Jeff to every one of my BBQs from now on. Those guys know how to bbq yo.
Anyways, it was awesome and it was nice to see my subang family bonding with my klang family.

 

 

Big Brother, Alex

Sam: This is Alex, my 'big brother'
JQ: Eh, you guys even look alike!!

Me, Ridz and JQ

Ridz is a total photo crasher.

We girls look tiny.

Sis Kim and Bawanie

I love this picture, its like "Say wha-?"

Jeff, Sherwen and Christina

Aisha: Ewwwwwwww

Kok Hou: No one likes me =(

 Actually, Kok Hou practically dominated the girls, one at a time

Really sweet pic

Sam's BBQ a.k.a. photo shoot 

Sam: Aisha, move! We're creating a scandal!

=)

Dint I, Dint I, Dint I See You Cryinnn

This is a song that has been stuck in my head for weeks since I watched 'John Tucker Must Die'. I finally grew frustrated with knowing only two lines of the song and decided to google it.
As simple of a song it is, it is actually pretty nice and singable.

Wow, this is the fifth year my blog is up. Thinking back to the things that happened in 2007, it really makes me feel ._.
I have to go soon to pick up my sister...

You know, life gets really hard sometimes but there's always a reason to smile. Last night, after I typed out that post, I went for cell and ended up in stitches. Not literally. I just mean I laughed so much.
So things dont end the way I want them to and relationships dont go the direction I hope they would, situations dont magically resolve themselves and decisions are hard to make especially when they are monumental.
Last night, Su Ling read a passage from the Bible and its message is basically, 'but if you live on, you live on for Christ'
To me, it reminded me that there's no way I can just abandon my life, however shattered it may be just because it is hard and things dont work out the way they do.
No matter how alone I feel or how discouraged I get, there is nothing I can do, nothing I SHOULD do but to keep on trying.
I have to strengthen my determination, my courage, my faith and *ergh* my patience. I have to grow in wisdom

oh crap gtg

This love is bringing me down~~

So this week has been a really turbulent week.
Barely got any sleep on most nights. Some nights I was out late and some nights I stayed up late and some nights I was kept up late.

Today at work was *sigh*. I was so tired that I kept messing up orders so I asked to go home early. I reached home and immediately went to bed.

This week sucks. I had to do a couple of things I shouldnt or didnt want to do. Some were unavoidable and some were just plain dumb.

And not only did I forget that cell usually starts at 8.30pm (and i've been going for cell for MONTHS), I thought today is Thursday. It isnt.

The only 'nice' thing about this week is probably Valentines though I got a small unexpected Valentine surprise a few days later.
So I've been ranting about how V'day is just another day and that its actually kinda dumb. It is.
I spent my Valentines helping out in my aunt's shop. The look on those guys faces when they came in to buy flowers for their girlfriends was just so- well, its quite indescribable. Some guys who were obviously not loaded, shelling out RM180 for a bouquet of flowers which would completely die in 2 weeks but that look on their faces.
As sweet as I thought it was, in my head I was going "you poor poor fools" RM180 for a dozen of nicely wrapped roses? Seriously. Rip off. My spies told me that bouquets in other shops were priced even higher.
Poor. Poor. Fools.
Some guys came in, looked around and when I asked if I could help them, they went, "I want to buy flowers"
duh?
Me: what flowers would you like?
Guy: Do you have roses?
Me: *gestures to the insane amount of roses in the shop* uh, yea.

Some guys even wanted me to write the card for them =_=" No. Way.
Imagine a dozen red roses wrapped so fine and when you flip open the note, it says "Happy Valentines Day" in girl writing. Really, guys?
I hope you girls are happy with your flowers, I am. I was paid a chunk of money! =D

But yea, this week aint working for me.

Another whiny post by Sam Chen!!

Hi...

Hi person-from-Klang-who-checks-my-blog-persistently.

So today I received a comment from one of my stalkers, "I cant stalk your blog if there are no updates"

I dunno what to post ma... Seriously. Sometimes I type out a post halfway then decide not to finish it for certain reasons and so no post. What should I post when I have nothing to post or no mood to post la?

Well... Work is very fun. I have learn a lot, some not related to my work at all. I also discovered something about myself. lol. self discovery~
I also discovered that young people like lattes. And aisha has a fantasy of having a shelf full of (useless but pretty) bottles as does Joshua. Oh gosh, totally forgot about their bottles. But then no one seems to have been drinking lattes lately.

What else eh? Actually, I have some stuff on my mind which I cant freely speak about here and I'm pretty distracted by it lately so its hard to crap.

So I guess this shall just be a post to let you stalkers know I'm still alive and kicking. Though if you were REALLY stalkers, you'd already know that =)

Peace out!

Oh yea, you invited peeps, please respond to my bbq invite on fb yea!

ps, I had fun today thought im sorry for the end

11:10pm

Sometimes, its a little hard to breathe.
Sometimes, its like standing on the edge for more than a moment past "too long". All the exhilaration is gone as is the adrenaline. You just peer off the edge and go, "fuck." Every bit and every shade of "I can do this" slowly trickles away leaving you in the deafening silence of  "I cant."
Sometimes, when enough darkness has slithered in, it is hard to keep the light burning...
Then now it turns into a perverse game devised by some creature of the dark, some cruel forces of the universe.
Its like some climax of a bad book or brightly colored comic book: "will the main character make it!?"
There's this short film where the roads were so jammed that a man decided to venture out his car in search of food and shelter. Then he meets a woman and together they build a life in an alley, trapped by never moving cars. They grow food and trap birds. Eventually they have a baby, a life. One day, when the baby is a bit older, they look out of the alley to find the cars are gone.
I dont know why this is popped into my head. A challenge perhaps, to build something out of a bleak situation. Well, hear this, world: "I NEED A BREAK!"
Take, take, take. I'm tired of it all. I'm tired of all the mind fucks and all the screwing overs. I'm tired of the chess games and the strategies. You know what? For an 'intellectual', I HATE chess. I dont like it. I prefer checkers. I like backgammon. Pool. Risk. Poker. Uno. Even Monopoly, i can stand. I HATE CHESS.

So hey, whats say I get a little air?

Because I.... CANT. Breathe.

ps, to you-whom-i-shant-name
you can stop reading my blog lest your eyes rot from my pathetic-ness and you die of hatred and boredom. you were indupitively wrong about the best friend thing so you have ABSOLUTELY no worries.
May you all live a happy, prosperous life and Happy Chinese New Year.

Egypt

So, its gotten even worst over there

http://ariffshah.com/krisis-mesir-keadaan-sebenar-pelajar-malaysia/

I have a few dear friends studying there.

Please pray for the safety of the overseas students, the citizens, for the government and generally for Egypt.

11:11

There's this *insert-proper-name-for-this-type-of-saying-here* that if you look at the clock and it says 11:11 or 1:11, it means someone is thinking of you. I was reminded of it while I watched a korean tv series.

And for the past three days, it just happens to be that 75% of the time when its 1:11am, 11:11am, 1:11pm, 11:11pm, I  happen to glace at the time and it just pops into my head, "Ooo, someone's thinking of me."
LoL. This is what TV does to your brain.

Yesterday, I was reminded of Valentines by a secretly sentimental old sap guy.
 Right after we stated how Valentines is just a scam to rip off idiots, he *bleeeeeeeeeeeep*
- I'm sorry, portions of this story is not fit for general knowledge-
 but it was something pretty sweet

Yes, I am a sappy romantic. You should see my fantasies about my wedding and the many many fantasies of the way my future husband will propose to me. They are so romantic and gooey, I'm surprised my ears dont leak heart shapes and pink glitter.
Valentines though?  
Pffffffffftt.

Yes, the romantic in me would like to celebrate Valentines (in the non consumerist way) but I firmly believe it is a bunch of hogwash, bull****, nonsense.

Seriously, girls? You let a guy get away with celebrating your love ONCE A YEAR? Okay, maybe another time on your Anniversary and maybe some on your birthday.
Love, true love, is something that is celebrated every day. It does not require planned grand gestures, expensive meals or over priced roses once a year. Love is something that comes naturally.
Love is walking through the mall, thinking, "s/he'll like this" and getting it
Love is driving home and thinking, "maybe I'll pick up some food s/he likes"

I was about to continue there but really, I become a sap when I start talking about love.

Basically, to me, love is simple, love is pure.
If its complicated, that isnt love.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7 sums up love perfectly
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil but is happy with truth. Love never gives up and its faith, hope and patience never fails.

Look all around you. There are people in the grips of infatuation, lust and addiction passing off what they feel as love. I know because I do it regularly (prayerfully, not any more)

Do you know of the rule and exception?
The explanation given in the wikilink is confusing. 
"The original meaning of this idiom is that the presence of an exception establishes that a general rule exists."
I originally got to hear of this from "He's just not that into you"


Gigi: I think I've figured it out. Remember when I went out with that notary public and he cheated on me and then Anastasia from upstairs told me about how her boyfriend cheated on her in the beginning then he totally changed and now they're married and crazy in love?
Beth: I thought that guy was a process server.
Gigi: No notary. Anyway my point is, Anastasia is the exception, not the rule. We have to stop listening to these stories because they rule is most guys who cheat on you up front don't really care about you very much.
Janine: Ok.
Gigi: Ok, Ok. Exhibit A. Chad the drummer who lived in a storage space. He only used me for rides and yet I continued to stalk him for most of 1998. Then oh, um, there was Don, that broke up with me every Friday so that he could have his weekends free. I was delusional about that relationship. I used to refer to him as my husband to random people, like my dental hygienist. Anyway, all my friends used to tell me about how things might work out with these dipsticks because they knew someone, who knew someone, who dated a dipstick just like mine. That girl ended up getting married and living happily ever after. That the exception and we're not the exception we're the rule.

Let's take it one step further. Infatuation is the rule. Love is the exception. You may think you're in love. Think again.

I really dont mean to sound like a pessimist about love, like i said, I'm a romantic. But look at the last dialog. Chad and Don that Gigi dated, is that love? Its not right? but she convinced herself, at that time, that it was.
AND thats what we do now a days. We convince ourselves that what we feel is love, that it is unrivaled to any other feeling we've had before, we convince ourselves of all these things because we're so full of hope, because we like having that special someone.

What happens when infatuation wears off?
Have you heard of a movie called "Fireproof"? Its a movie about a couple who fight a lot and are thinking of getting a divorce. Then blablabla, they GROW to love one another again. They dont FALL in love.
Falling in love sucks.
I'm not saying that if you 'eventually realized you had strong feelings for someone' means its real. I'm just saying, its a pretty safe bet that if you like someone from a far, you dont know that person.

It sounds old fashioned, cliche and outdated to say things like guard your heart and wait on love. Well, I'm an old fashioned kinda gal. The thing about good old fashioned values are is that most of them actually worked.
A friend and I were debating once about the old fashioned way. When i stated that divorce rates are climbing higher and higher, he retorted that it was disgraceful in the past to get divorced.
WHY IS IT OKAY NOW? Wedding vows are "Till death do us apart" not "Till we drive each other away".
Quote from Fireproof
Michael Simmons: The sad part about it is, when most people promise for better or for worse, they really only mean for the better.
Sure, marriages were arranged at some point back in time but a lot (not saying all) of these people got to grow in love.
By NOT getting divorced, couples were forced to "live with it" and figure things out. Now a days, people just bail when they think its a lost cause. < *inserts fireproof*

A quote from that movie
Caleb Holt: Marriage isn't fireproof.
Michael Simmons: Fireproof doesn't mean the fire will never come. It means when the fire comes that you will be able to withstand it. 

This is a really good line.
Sometimes when I get onto this topic (specifically about couples who fight too much), people say, "Hey, Sam. All couples fight."
*Sam points at quote above* I agree but when the good outweighs the bad, what exactly are you in the relationship for?
At the same time, just because things are hard, doesnt mean you give up. All this requires wisdom to discern between the two cases. 

I was in a bad relationship once. We fought a lot and there was a lot of bad stuff that went down but I just kept convincing myself that I could make things work. We were together for 2.5 years before I finally managed to break up with him once and for all.
And yes, I've had several boyfriends. Sometimes, I wish it was different.
So people talk about saving their virginity for marriage but what about the little things?
Like your first kiss. Like slow dancing on the beach during the sunset. Like falling asleep in someone's arms (besides your family la).

Okay, my post is getting a little messy.

Conclusion:
~Your heart can be deceiving. When you make decisions and choices, use wisdom. Not brains, wisdom.

~Wait on love because there is no rush. If he (or she) is the right one, you dont have to worry about the right timing, the right circumstances or the right conditions. It will happen.
Honestly, I'm impatient for love to happen to me too but I gotta be patient if I want that guy who was made for me.

~Always remember that while you should concentrate on the present, cast an eye on the future. Dont just date 'for fun' and to 'see how it goes'. Its unfair. Despite what society today thinks, it is important to keep in mind if you would marry that person you're dating.
Q: What is the purpose of your relationship?

~Love is the exception. Infatuation is the rule. Dont be confused, dont be fooled.

PS. Read Joshua Harris' "Boy Meets Girl"
It is a very insightful book about dating. Anyone who wants to borrow it can ask me =)

I google myself.

First off, Hi, Klang-person-who-googles-my-blog-instead-of-typing-in-the-url.
Hi, random-people-who-got-here-by-googling-Samantha-Chen

*goes to google Samantha Chen*
yea, I just googled myself.

LOOOK http://samanthachen.com/ a cute little girl and a cute little boy and a cute little baby!!

That aside...

Gosh, I got totally sidetracked. Seems like quite a few people are curious about tattoos judging from how popular my last post was o_o

My piano just arrived minus the chair. i need to get someone to fix it. Speaking of which, i need to get my laptop too.

hey, whats the big deal about googling yourself? I dont really get whats the fuss. So you're curious where you appear on the internet and you're curious about the people who share the same name. So?

Hungry...

The Girl With The Butterfly Tattoo

I could tell you that my tattoo symbolizes a caterpillar bursting out of its cocoon, that its a symbol of change, freedom and beauty. I could say that it symbolizes  simplicity, evolution, and the little things in life. 

I could... but that sure ain't the truth. I got a butterfly because hearts are clichéd, flowers are boring and I like butterflies.

Even though my tattoo COULD symbolize all that, it is the truth that none of this was in my mind while I sat under the buzzing needle, penetrating my skin repeatedly and sinking ink into my flesh.

Number 1 question I get about my tattoo:
Does it hurt? 
Yes. Yes, it hurts. Does it hurt because I'm a girl, no =_= Even though I have a high tolerance of pain, it still hurt.
My tattoo is a simple design. Mono-color. The bigger, more elaborate and more colorful the design the more it hurts.

Number 2:
Is it expensive?
I consider anything that is "a waste of money" to be expensive. Hence, as a tattoo has no purpose actually, it is expensive.

Number 3:
Why'd you get it?
For a reason I dont want to put here. But feel free to ask me personally.

Number 4:

Its so cool!

For all those Captain Obvious out there, yes, this is a statement, not a question. 

Cool? I dont know why people think its cool. Just because not many people have one, its cool. What about a motorbike? That's cool but no one wants to let me get one. 

So...

Would I do it again? 

     -or- 

Would I encourage others to do so?

Nope. Not at all. A tattoo has no purpose. it is an outward sign of what? Nothing much, actually. 

And whether you like it or not, there is a stigma attached to it. Now, I'm not one of those people who are very bothered by this. If someone isnt gonna be nice just because I have a tattoo then that isnt the kind of person I want to hang out with in the first place. 

But it does make things more challenging. Think into the future. Even though we (those with tattoos) may not care how society perceives us for having body art, it is an inconvenience for people to have that 'first impression' tainted with that one patch of ink.

My tattoo is on my back, right shoulder. Now, think of my wedding dress. I still have no idea how I'm gonna pull it off unless I wear a dress that can hide it. or use a massive amount of foundation. 

but why do I have to hide it?

My tattoo does not define me. 

But it is a part of who I am. 

Neh, it ain't that cool. So why bother?

All night long...

It has officially happened. I have turned vamp. My sleeping hours have gotten more and more erratic and I stayed up the whole night =_=" I knew I shud have just woken up when Aisha called, popped a panadol and go find dinner. LoL
After this post, I'm going to bed (finally) and hope that no one calls my phone till afternoon >_< crap. and i was supposed to have brekkie with a friend...

I read Aisha's post on Uniqlo and was reminded. I went there sometime last week and I got a very nice turtleneck long sleeve top for RM25!! The material is really soft and nice too. 25!~
I also saw a really nice white shirt that was so soft, so pretty. But it cost a hundred bucks so i was like "ooooh-kayyy. no."
the clothes there are pretty okay though some of the sweaters seem seriously too thick for Malaysian weather unless you're like me or worst. I wear a long sleeved top over a shirt/spaghetti strap/sleeveless come rain or sunshine. Imagine how cold HICT is that even in that, sometimes I'm still freezing...
Like Aisha, I dont get the fuss over the "grand opening". All a bunch of hype. Seriously. Its a clothing store. No free bag/clothes for the first 10/50/100. No free food. No 80% off for the first 100.
i remember smsing Foong when he was there for the opening. (In his defense, he was there to write an article about it) After waiting two hours, he gave up and went for marutama =) I then proceeded to laugh at his huge waste of time. Well, it wasnt a complete waste, he won a RM50 voucher (i forgot for what, uniqlo?) from the Hitz.fm peeps who were there.
Still, haha.

Went to KL the other day with my sisters. It is amazing that I didnt get lost on my first time going into the city without an experienced navigator AND both my sisters shrieking in the backseat over one thing or another.
Saw the perfect place to have a party at Lot10 but it'd surely cost a bomb and Emily was casting forlorn looks at the place. It had a disco ball.

I really need to get a job .-.

AHHHHH MY ROOM IS FREEZING

*goes to hibernate under my blanket at 8:20pm*

The Reason Why

"There's a reason why they
Say that we should give it time
But time is not enough and that's the reason why
When you're young, you fall in love"
- Click Five

Now before you rack your head looking for hidden meanings in me posting this song, dont. Haha. Its just the song that's playing and I used the song title as the post title =D

So tonight is not a clubbing night because Quah is away. And I slept like two hours this morning. I went to sleep when my sister left for school. Why? Because I just simply didnt feel sleepy. Stupid right?

As a result, I am sitting here on my bed (as usual), typing out stuff because (as usual) my head is filled with all kinds of thoughts.
Sometimes it feels kinda dumb to keep a blog. To some degree, I restrict what I say here because I have no control over who sees this. I dont want to make it private because if someone takes the effort to look for my blog, its gonna be there for them to see it.
Anyways, yeah, even if like less than 10 people read it, its okay because its also a journal for me to look back on months and years from now.
Reading my blog, maybe someone will see things in a different light or gain a new perspective on me.
Reading my blog, i remember the things that once were and it is my archive of memories stored in pixels.

What is love?
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 says
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrings; love is not happy with evil, but it happy with truth. Love never gives up and its faith, hope and patience never fails.

I feel good, nana nana nana na.,,,

Ah, feel good moments....
www.thefreedictionary.com defines "Feel-good" as

Characterized by or designed to encourage a feeling of often superficial happiness or satisfaction

So there you have it.
That is the sucky thing about feel good moments. Guilty pleasures. Like eating a bag of potato chips, snacking on a bar of chocolate and washing it down with a bottle of sugary soft drink. Oh. Like eating a stuffed crust pizza.
Yes yes, I know its not only about food.
There's this stupid saying, "How can something that feels so right be so wrong?"
How can something that feels so right be so wrong?
Or, in the words of David Houston & Barbara Mandrell "How can it be wrong when it feels so right?"
Yeaaaah. That is exactly how it goes. Feel-good moments are rooted from lust. It can be the lust for food, a person, a feeling, a material posession... 

You think, "I really want this" and your mind and body plays tricks on you, making you believe that. You tell yourself that you are powerless to resist it, its inevitable. It is a deep longing, a sinful desire, a cruel lust. "But how can it be wrong when it feels so right," you tell yourself in an attempt to justify your cravings.Lust convinces you that 'just this once' is enough to satisfy you.
Then there is a moment, that moment when it all just lingers at the tip of your tongue. You are just an inch away from giving in. That moment is the 'make or break' moment. The moment where you make the decision: will you do it?

Last night, I had to make a decision like that. As I lied in bed, my body was yearning and crying out. But I did it. I DID NOT eat maggie mee at 2am in the morning. In the war against unfit-ness, I managed to win a battle last night and although it is a hard and never-ending war, I must do my best every day to fight.

Okay, seriously. Its annoying how your mind plays tricks on you. There's so much random crap that I bought thinking "if I just had this". Sometimes, I convince myself that its "too precious" and therefore it just sits there. Like my yo-yo balloons which really are precious =(


I am distracted by MH and waiting for my cousin to fetch me for lunch =)
Crap, SB+ prices are up 500gold pp. Ronza, dont do this to us. We NEED SB+

oo, she's here