Yet again woke up at the ungodly hour of 7.30 a.m. this morning during my numbered holidays and set off for my 6 hour car maintenance seminar thingy. T'was lucky I suppose cause guess who I met there? Harinder! And from Harinder I found out that my future sister-in-law was going to attend the same college as she was come January: Metropolitan College. (La di da di da....!)

So I shall announce it here right now:
WOO HOO, I NOW KNOW HOW TO CHANGE CAR TYRES!

Yeah big deal, let's move on.

What really prompted me to blog today came about as I was having lunch with Roxy and our driving instructor at some small restaurant. I learned that someone in Roxy's class (someone whom I do not think highly of) had recently gotten a job a grand brand name store (I shall not name names)

Now, WHAT THE HELL. WHAT IS THIS. If you knew said person we were gossiping about, you would know and understand that said person is SO NOT the type who would be able to secure such a highly-demanded job!

Which obviously got me angry and all motivated. BLOODY FUCKING HELL, if that girl can do it, then SO CAN I. And I guarantee I can do it 196654265465435113232132168487 times better. Now I don't really toot my own horn (okay, who am I kidding?) but seriously? TOOT, TOOT GIRLFRIENDS. I'm off to the mall now.

IS MARC JACOBS HIRING?!?!?!

And to make things worse, I recently found out my cousin is a good friend of Cleo magazine's Editor in Chief. How about helping out a poor desperate soul here? I am fully willing and eager to fetch your coffee, throw your rubbish, scrub your toilets, make photocopies and be at your beck and call 24/7 for this once in a lifetime experience. I have no problems being your own personal human pet dog. Just teach me something; I want an internship. I want to work at a magazine and see what life would be like for me in the future when I pursue fashion editing. I want to touch beautiful clothes and stop crying everytime I can only stand outside the store window and dream. Even if I must stand on all fours and scrub the damn floor with a single brush and a bucket of water I SHALL PREVAIL because that's how much I want and value such a life. I'm tired of looking from the bottom up. It's time to MOVE IT. (lol, stolen from Madagascar)

It's time to make dreams a reality now.


*****edt

Labels: Inspiration, Life milestones

Haven't had the time to do anything since I came back from Bangkok much more blog about my repetitive life. Arrived home and immediately sat for my Highway Code Test with Rachel and then the next day I had a wake to attend, and a funeral after that and off to the Curve to meet Inessa after that.

So yeah, my cousin's mother just passed away. Said mother would be my father's brother's wife so you could say it wasn't a close relation and I had absolutely no feeling towards the situation. Does that sound a bit cruel? I think it does. It's amazing how I can watch a Japanese drama or read a romance novel and cry freaking buckets but all I can do at a relative's funeral is just shed ONE tear.

But I have my reasons. For one thing, said uncle is not my favourite. Said cousins are also not my favourite. In fact, they're a very pretentious lot and if you talked to my cousin you'd believe me. The other fact that he attends international school (ISKL, bloody hell) does not help the snobbery one bit. You can see where I'm coming from.

But at the end of the day, everyone comes together in this sad time of life so let's all have a moment of silence...
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Which brings me to the title of this post.

I LOVE ROMANCE NOVELS.

Okay everyone, if you had to read at LEAST one romance novel in your lifetime let it be How To Marry A Marquis by Julia Quinn. Why? Because it has the ability to make you feel excited, angry, sad and turned on all at the same time! I read this book from late afternoon straight up to 3 a.m. in the morning non-stop which shows just how good it is. There was one scene where I was practically bawling my eyes out for the hero and heroine but was still titilated well enough. WHO THE HELL CAN MAKE YOU CRY WHILE THE CHARACTERS ARE HAVING DRY SEX?

Julia Quinn can.
Hats off to her.
So what are you waiting for? It costs RM32.90 at all good bookstores in Malaysia.

And if that book has left you longing for more, more, MORE! Then have no fear, I am here. :) I suggest you check out Ms. Quinn's other titles especially the Bridgerton series. Romance gold right there. My particular favourite would be Romancing Mr. Bridgerton purely for the fact that Colin Bridgerton has always been my ideal guy.

I'm currently reading another of Julia Quinn's, which is Splendid. Alexander Ridgely the hero in the novel was decribed as "sexy and dangerous...sinfully handsome and sinfully rich..." (her words not mine) and it got me squealing to my toes. Romance novels have always been my guilty pleasure. Especially those with heroes who are rakes. The more roguish, devilish, handsome and rich the better. I like any man in these types of books to be the kind who can silence the heroine with just a stare. He has to be masculine, strong and the forceful type. The kind of guy who will bend the heroine to his every whim and fancy and will seduce and titilate her at every chance he gets until they do the deed and leaves her to perish at the mercy of Regency London's social cirlces.

You can see I am not a feminist.

Which lead me to wander: I want a rake. I want a playboy. I want a strong guy. What kind of books should I read to ensure that I'll forever get a hero like this?

I did a little research and found my answer:

PIRATE ROMANCE NOVELS.

HOLY CRAP.

I am in Heaven.





(all images thanks to our best friend, Google)

Seriously, think about it. Heroine is stranded on a desert island. Sexy buff rakish (playboy) pirate hero sails onto her island and takes heroine as his captive. The set scene: Heroine on big beautiful pirate ship of 30 men all whom have been at sea for a long time now and have not seen a woman since. And because this is my fantasy, all the 30 men (the crew) are handsome and ready to pounce. But of course, hero is the hottest, strongest and sexiest of them all. And not to mention, he's also the captain. ;)

So as how all romance novels go, hero keeps heroine as his own. He chains her up and uses her as his slave. But then, aha! We find a twist in this plot (o rly?) and in actual fact, heroine's family had ruined hero's family a long, long time ago which lead to his pracy. Hero is get angry and plots his revenge by taking heroine as his own (you know what I mean) to spite her. But of course not all goes to plan as heroine (tries to) fight back. Hero is shocked that there is someone on Earth who dares fight his sexiness. Hero then leaves her alone, but for the next few chapters we are treated to endless scenes of said tortured hero trying to seduce said petulant heroine.

And to add another twist in the plot, maybe we can put heroine's fiancee whom she lost when she was left stranded on the desert island suddenly come sailing across the horizon towards their ship. Hero is enraged and locks up heroine to show a sign that she is 'his'. Hero and Heroine's fiancee fight to death for heroine's love but finally hero prevails and heroine's fiancee falls overboard into the sea never to be heard again.

And I'm tired to go on so we all know how this story will end. Hero and Heroine fall in love, have explosive coitus and have beautiful swashbuckling children. TA DA!

I shall call this story Scandal on the High Seas.

Doesn't it have that sizzle in the title? Hell, if I didn't write out the plot I'd buy/borrow it anyway. So much sizzle, so much angst, so much drama, so much endless sensual scenes the possibilities are endless when you're at sea on a big boat.

Sweet dreams (i know I will).

Labels: bunch of nonsense, fangirling, random

Every Wednesday night at 11.00 p.m. is the highlight of my week. Celebrity Apprentice.

Piers Morgan.


For the win. He's so fucking awesome it hurts. Today's episode where he practically killed Omarosa turned me on sfm, omfg.

That's all. :)

Labels: bunch of nonsense

I survived! *throws confetti*

Slept at 4 a.m. last night (for me, that's pretty early) and woke up at the ungodly hour of 7.45 a.m. to head off for our mandatory 5 hour driving Highway Code thingy whatever today.

I've heard alot of horror stories from various people telling me that it's boring, it's so dull bla bla bla...But to tell you the truth, I quite enjoyed it. Sure, our lecturer did ramble and go off topic sometimes and he did try to impress the Brit sitting in front of me many times but it was still entertaining. I learned a lot about the road that I never knew before. So, yay. I can't say the same for Rachel though, she fell alseep halfway through the seminar. T'was quite funny watching her drift off out of nowhere.

Off to Thailand this Thursday (18 December) and coming back home on the 21st. Then I'll be taking my highway code test the very next day. And then it's 6 hours of practical training (changing tyres, omg) and THEN finally I get to go behind the wheel and drive. I can't wait.

I can pretty much foresee myself sitting inside the car as it drops backwards on the slope. Or the car dying on the slope. Or accelerating down it accidentally.

Not a good thing.

So it's 6 hours + 12 hours + 2 hours (waiting time for test)...


HELLO ONE UTAMA.

Labels: bunch of nonsense, Life milestones

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRYSTLE!

Hey, hey, hey you're seventeen today. Lots of hugs and kisses *haptic!* and I hope whatever you wish for like your mad useless $2 000 ball-jointed doll/dollfie/volks whatever.






And you'll never guess what your present is!!! *jeng jeng jeng* Provided my dad can do it, it has something to do with the post office (and no, it wasn't your card, but that's an added bonus, yes? yes?).

OK GUYZ QUICKIE POST BUT SHE'S HURRYING ME. I'll edit this later.




maybe.

Labels: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBGIRL

The last person to tag you is?
Krystle.

What relationship do you have with him/her
She's a friend who tolerates my love for Disney related teens. Thank you.

Your 5 impressions towards him/her.
a) Before there was Miley, I had impeccable taste in music. Therefore I like to think I was her music mentor.
b) My fangirling buddy!
c) My fanfic buddy! Someone I can share smut with, lol.
d)
e) GAWD, WHY WON'T YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE.

The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you.
She gave me Kame and Nikoru. (Who have since died, but I loved all the same. D; )

The most memorable thing that he/she has said to you.
(when talking about PG-rated fanfiction) "WHO THE HELL NEEDS THEIR PARENTS TO ACCOMPANY THEM TO READ FANFICTION!?"

If he/she becomes your lover, you will…
Kill myself. All the men in the world and I ended up a lesbian with her? NO WAY!

If he/she becomes your enemy, you will
beat the shit out of her because I am a thousand times more awesome. Word. *gangster pose*

If he/she becomes your lover , he/she has to improve on..
Uh....height?

If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason is...
I won't lie. It's probably because I drove her to insanity after singing too many Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus songs.

The most desirable thing you want to do to him/her
Serenade her. With Hannah Montana or Jonas Brothers songs. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

The overall impression of he/her is
I'm glad we met. I won't go all sappy on you because that's not how we are. We are mean people. We shall never declare our undying love for each other but deep down I know we both love each other. Awww, tough love. *cough*

How do you think the people around you feel about you?
I'm too loud? If that's the case then they're jealous they don't have a voice as clear as mine. I'm freaking Mariah style.

The character for yourself is?
What character? You mean like cartoon character? Ok, Hamburglar. HE'S AWESOME.

On the contrary , the thing you hate about yourself is?
I can't sing. I need to work on my voice.

The most ideal person you want to be is?
I like myself. But I guess if I had to choose it would be Demi Lovato. I love her. Or maybe I could be a Jonas Brother. Yeah! That'd be so awesome! I could be Nick I guess since we share similar names/nicknames. Then I'll go date Demi not Selena. BOO YAH. EITHER WAY I TOTALLY WIN!!!

Pick a loved one and say something about them.
DEMI LOVATO I LOVE YOU. YOU HAVE AN AWESOME VOICE. I LISTEN TO YOUR ALBUM EVERYDAY. I LOOK FOR YOUR PICTURES EVERYDAY. I LOOOOOOOOVE YOU!!! *screams*



*is shot*

Labels: bunch of nonsense, Demi, fangirling, Questionnaire

Ignore the title, I just pressed shuffle on my iTunes and that came up.

Don't mind me; I'm just blogging for the sake of blogging.

Let's see, yesterday I went to Salsa class and danced with the most charming dude but he obviously doesn't have anything on D. Oh, and I also had my first outing with my lovely gladiators! I received alot of compliments and admiring so I'm really happy about that, haha.

What else...oh my dad left for Beijing today. He sent me an SMS that went along the lines of: "In Beijing now. Weather is cold and foggy. I am going to eat peking duck and dumplings now. Btw, pls send me EPL football results. TQ"

Clearly I am very loved.
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Jacket: Ne-Net
Innerwear: American Apparel
Dress: (From OTOE)
Socks: Mint Designs
Shoes: Rebetto
Favorite Store: Ne-Net
Favorite Brand: Ne-Net
Beauty Salon: KOKORO
Favorite Area: Shibuya, Harajuku
Upcoming Plans: Special Things.
Kari (Age 18) Vocational School Student

Next year when I start college, I aspire to dress fashionably every day. YES, every day. I will do my own laundry. I will never have jeans and t-shirt days (unless I'm lazing about at home). With the exception for going to the pasar malam and going for Salsa classes.

My biggest dream (ok, one of them) is to go to Japan and to have my photo taken by Shoichi Aoki for FRUiTS. I've planned it already; I'll pack all my ugliest clothes, throw them all on at one go and lurk around the Shibuya/Harajuku area throughout my stay. It's bound to work people. And when I do get my photo taken, you'll know cause I won't be able to shut up about it. HA!

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Today was an uneventful day. I actually stayed up till 6 o' clock in the morning typing, snuck downstairs to post and fell asleep at 7 only to wake up again at 12 for lunch. During that span of 5 hours, I managed to garner 64 reviews and still counting.

I AM TRULY AMAZING.

(j/k)

You know who is though?

Joe Jonas.

I won't lie.

One minute can be look all innocent and charming...


Then fucking hell, BAM! He turns out with pictures like this:
Look at that chest. Look at that chest. Should I say it again?

Oh yes.

LOOK AT THAT CHEST.

WOW.

LOOK AT THOSE EYES.

STARING INTO MY SOUL.

It's like he's thinking: "I'm HOT SHIT and you know it. Now EAT IT, bitch!"

I kiss that magazine every night.

Again I'm (j/k). I dreamt about that photo once though. It wasn't anything dirty, sadly. :(

SWEET,CUTE,INNOCENT, DOE EYED JOE or HOT, SEXY, TIGHT PHILIP LIM SHIRT, MARC JACOBS BELT WEARING JOE.

I'm torn.

You can tell I'm creatively drained now. I can't even put myself up to type a scathing review of the crapfest that was Twatlight.

However there 2 things awesome about the movie. One of them shall be Jasper.
And Dr. Carlisle. BRB LOOKING FOR HOT PHOTOS OF HIM.jsakldjklajdskladj!!!!!!!!!!

DOCTOR I'M NOT FEELING WELL.

Labels: Bishounen, bunch of nonsense, FASHION, Jonas toilet

I'm actually writing here cause I'm procrastinating from updating something else and I'm scared to check my inbox cause of all the hate mail I know I'm getting for being so very late to update. Hooray!

And I realise no one knows what I'm talking about.

Truth is, I've currently got writer's block. URGH. Creativity will hit me sometime but it's only enough to fill like half a page. HOW TO BE FUNNY? HOW TO THINK OF JOKES??? I CAN'T FILL A CHAPTER. NONONONONO STOP SAYING YOU LOVE ME CAUSE IT GIVES ME PRESSURE TO UPDATE. *sobs*

But when they tell me they love, it makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. And that JBFFA trophy looks very shiny to me right now...>:)

And I might co-write with my favourite author. YAY!!!!!!!!!!

Oh and I got a new blog. Mostly fashion posts but I need to tweak it a little. Be prepared to change links, cause I'm starting to hate this one.

x Nic


And today I went to Bangsar with Sammie. I FOUND TEA & SYMPATHY!! AND I BOUGHT NEW GLADIATORS!!!

Will show em off later.

Labels: bunch of nonsense

SPM IS OVER!

Like goddamn, finally. No more exams, no more tuition, no more homework to worry about. Three months full of pure bliss, I'm so excited.

Didn't do much today to celebrate. Came home from school, showered, changed and headed off to One Utama with Sammie to watch...Twilight.

I don't want to rant about the movie right now. I'll dedicate a whole post to it later. YES, it was that bad I have to rant about it. Just a heads up, I thought the books were bad and slowly paced. The movie is worse and a 10000000x slower. Like. So. So. So. So. Slow............................................

And now let me interrupt our daily program for a recent groundbreaking discovery:

So I was doing some much needed catching up with my *~*~*celebrity gossip*~*~* on ONTD and stumbled upon a post about Lindsay Lohan's new MySpace pictures or whatever.

First thing that came to mind was, "Wow, that girl next to her I L.O.V.E. her top!" Then it struck me that it looked familiar. A liiiiittle bit too familiar. And I remembered:

DEMI LOVATO!

They are SO totes wearing the same top y/y?! :D Look at it: The neckline, the buttons, the sleeves. Its just that one girl has a bigger bust than the other.

Like that dude on E!: WHO WORE IT BETTER?




lol. This post just shows I have no life. Or I have great observation skills.

Labels: Demi, FASHION