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Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Stripper


Honestly, bottom of the food chain those people. If I could zap everyone that irritates me, there would be a lot less stress in my life. Like last night when I got irritated at Woody Allen in SCOOP because I never knew he is SUCH A RIDICULOUS, IRRITATING, BUMBLING FOOL. Nothing against his work, but I hope in future movies, Woody shall stay BEHIND the camera, not in IN FRONT.

Much awaited day was Monday. My optimistic side thinks it went okay; I could've babbled less. My pessimistic side thinks there is no more hope when I remember how I practically sat in front of the interviewer in stunned silence when he asked me who the Menteri Besar of Selangor is. Or the Sultan. Or the King. Or the Minister of Education.

Who. The. Fuck. Cares.

If they did their job well I would've have known who they are. Unfortunately, they don't, thus they aren't famous enough. I know the Head Police Chief's name because he is famous enough. Thus, he does his job.

YOU WANT ME TO KNOW YOUR NAME? PUT IT ON BIG BILLBOARDS/TABLOIDS AND NOT MAKE IT SO FREAKING LONG. Why the hell can remember you when your name is Whatever Piece of Crap bin/binti More Rubbish? You want to know why people remember Britney's or Lindsay's name or hell, Gael Garcia Bernal's name better than yours? Because it's short. And simple. Britney. Spears. Lindsay. Lohan. Gael. Garcia. Bernal. Jake. Gyllenhaal.

I propose we should have a paparazzi for Menteri Besar's and other Ministers. You want me to know your name? Do something scandalous and splash it all over the tabloids. I'll read it for sure. I'll remember your name for sure. For sure, for life.

Other than that I would say I was quite satisfied with my day. Other than a few minor setbacks and disappointments (and shock), I did the best that I could and if I'm not good enough, I shudder to think who they chose over me instead.

Overall, I made lots of new friends, met some old ones and had fun. Oh, and met some faces behind the blogs I've been reading for the past few months. *ahem*
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Some more other news...

Father is finally back which means my computer is finally getting fixed. *hurrah* And with my father came four boxes of kimchi and chilli powder with a due date of late July. Therefore, I'm having kimchi everyday. Kimchi soup and fried rice on Tuesday. Today I had kimchi beef and kimchi fried rice. Kimchi kimchi kimchi kimchi; I'm still craving it. I can practically eat it raw by itself with nothing else as a damn snack. In fact, I think I'll do that right now.

And yay for Sammie! She found the stripper song I was hoping to look for when my computer gets back. It was played in Gossip Girl the episode where Blair performs a striptease for Chuck in Victrola (OTP OMG). HEY STRIPPER. LA LA LA LA LA.

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7:45 AM


Sunday, June 22, 2008
D is for Don't Go Breaking My Heart


Ooh, ooh nobody knows itt~!

Isn't the first picture so freaking adorable? I wish there was friends lock on Blogspot though. D:
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EDIT;; 30 JUNE 2008

TOOK DOWN THE PHOTOS, TOO RISKY. COME SEE ME PERSONALLY IF YOU WANT TO SEE. (THOUGH I DOUBT ANYONE WOULD. HA)

MIIIIIIIIIINE ALL MIIIIIIIIIINE.

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8:00 AM


Friday, June 20, 2008
Calm and Confidence...


Blogging again! Computer still not fixed as I'm waiting for my father to come back from Mongolia (via Korea: GOODIES) on the 29th though he did call and say he might come back on the 22nd if things go well. *crosses fingers*

Nicole cannot survive without the internet. No she can't. She is so desperate that she sits in front of her nearly decade old laptop to load and connect to the internet to read fics and surf online (but no videos ;_;) with a kame-slow connection of 31.2Kbps that costs RM0.04 cents per minute on TM Net 1315 (that surprisingly works!). I swear, the slow connection must be on purpose.

On the brighter side of life, lots of things have happened. Exciting things. *coughs* Did I mention that....

BOO YAH, NICOLE YEONG IS THE NUMBER ONE ACCOUNTS GENIUS IN THE WHOLE OF SMK ASSUNTA???

The failure of all failures. The Accounts Retard. I, Nicole Yeong Wai May! (yes it's real! I even took pictures of the letter)
Imagine that. ;) This just goes to prove that I can do Accounts, just not in BM. >.> Selected to go to Taylor's College to represent our school for the next round of quizzes (prize includes a 4 year scholarship to study business, not bad actually) but declined because:

1) I may have scored the highest, but most are convinced it's because of sheer luck and I don't disagree. After all, I did manage to FAIL or scrape by in Accounts this term.

2) Ceriathon on the same day. And this year I'm doing Kingyo shuku(in?) with Krystle & co.

I want to go because:

1) D might be there. :D

But I won't because:

1) D might NOT be there. D:

Is this called love? I'm guessing not because the moment I see Kazuya's face my mind immediately turns D off. Ha!
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On another GOOD note (gosh, so many good things, it's like life is finally turning around, THANK YOU!!!) The letter I've been waiting for is finally here. My interview is on Monday (23 June) and let's hope all goes well. Been dreaming about this day since June 2007, so I guess that makes it, what? A year? Don't screw up, don't screw up...If I screw this up I will seriously cry. No joke.

IC? Check. Certs? Check. Testimonial? (even though forced and is a con job and a big fat lie) Check!

BRING IT ON BABY. I'm ready for Mondaaaaaaaaaay!






P.S.:// what a coincidence, we had this workshop in school today about Calm and Confidence in Acting and most of the points were pretty useful (to be used in interviews anyway). One of the first questions were: "When was the last time you were nervous?"

To answer that, I truly cannot remember the last time I was nervous. But I guess to be more human, I'll admit I'm feeling nervous right now. Read: INTERVIEW ON MONDAY.



RRRAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWRRRRRR. I CAN DO THIS. I KNOW I AM BETTER THAN SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING TOO. WHEN NICOLE YEONG WANTS SOMETHING, SHE'S GOING TO GET IT AND BRING YOU DOWN AT THE SAME TIME, BLAIR WALDORF STYLE.


xoxo till the next I'm near good connection...

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9:52 AM


Monday, June 16, 2008
Nature Strikes Again


There has been visibly less posts these days or weeks because of a certain natural disaster man likes to call- lightning.

Yes, lightning my good friend has decided to strike not only my CPU but modem as well once again and thus Nicole Yeong is left stranded, all alone with no internet connection except via her handphone and Sammie's computer (whose hospitality she can no longer abuse to watch Akanishi Jin videos anymore. Boo hoo.)

As KAT-TUN says, No Mata Mata. I shall just use these internet-less days (ok, not really) to catch up on my reading (Read: Trashy romance novels full of lusty smex.) and then I'll bounce back again soon with more tales of hot boys. Because I've just found more lately. ;D

I think I'm falling in love with Akanishi Jin. whywhywhywhywhywhwyhwyhwywhywy must you look so volcanic hot smoking. whywhwyhwywhwywhywhy?!?!?!!??!!?!? D:<

*sobs*

Nikoru is left all heart-broken again. And now I shall leave you all with a line from one of my favourite recent trashy novels:

"The tears have stopped falling. But my heart continues to bleed."

*Add in half-naked smoking Kazuya prs*


6:49 AM