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Wednesday, July 28, 2004
+ D'you swear to tell the truth, nothing but the truth?!!

Honesty.. a really straightforward word in the English language that most of us fail to comply. Whether its with our significant other, a friend or even our own family members.. this characteristic can be potentially breached. Is it good to be very honest with someone even?? I suppose when replying to such a question, its a matter of how much u know that person. Whether or not he/she is very particular when it comes to honesty. Like trust, honesty should be build up within a person to another from the very start. It sucks when u were to find out something which u never wish to discover on your own or from another person, and get choked up in your emotions, with a sense of unbearable feeling within. As a result, a mix of anger and sadness sheds out of u, and only you can stop that animal inside. I happened to find out some facts on my own over the last week..Something i could barely expect. And its about me and a friend. I think its better if u let someone know why you're doing something, say why u stopped calling for months, and the reasons for doing so, rather than keeping quiet about it, hoping that she never finds out. Coz why? she's an idiot! And the reason he gave was... "I've been very busy" Ok i take that! Such an overused line, but heck! Maybe he is busy! Who isn't these days?! (*sighs) Oh well.. i'm getting all thirsty.Somebody, pass me the bleach..    


Friday, July 23, 2004
+ What's the date today...??

Dating.....something all of us are sooo familiar with. A must do activity when you're at your prime.. or these days, when u reach puberty. When should you start a date with someone anyway?? After 2 phone call sessions? After chatting on the net for sayy.. 32 hours?! Or when your Mommy said he's the one? Yeah been on dates, both bad ones and "Arggh! SCreWWww Curfew" ones. I'm sure most of us went thru all that crap and end up either in a relationship or being friends or simply..back to strangers.

Define Bad:
When the guy starts making the move, like we're on the scene of Titanic where he insisted that I FLY and he'll be JACK. When he starts asking funny questions like "what do you think of me" and "Dyou see us being together?" OR!!! Especially when he STARES, like he'd never seen a woman before and you were the chosen one! And when this happens, you find yourself hyperventilating and praying that your phone will start to ring and had to save someone.
 
I had an unforgettable bad dating experience that took place 5 yrs ago, yeahh i was into IRCing back then, and he was someone i got to know pretty well, exchanged numbers, and we then decided to meet after 2 weeks of talking. Thinking that I 'know' this guy well i assume that he's nice, and he could just be the potential one. And yeahh, I was naive then.. (*snorts) Hmm.. So i decided to see him for myself. He turned out to be generally OK looking except that i hated his hair! He reminded me of the dog with long fringes. But i thought aiight forget the hair, this shouldn't be that bad... right? Ok i lied!! We talked, walked on the streets of the ever so famous Orchard Road and whadya know, he's got the qualities of JACK! (*as defined above) Yup, I hyperventilated and i had to, of course run away, and so i told him that my mom was hoping that i get home sayy by 6. He sulked. I'm serious. That boy sulked! That made him look even worst... and the urge of leaving him stranded there was even greater!! Not until when he 'gave' in and said, ok.. i'll send u home. The train ride was preposterous!! I swear that the commuters in the train had the impression that we had an argument!! Like ..ohh no... the lovebirds are on the rocks....  My hands were so light to smack 'em at their faces if anyone starts to give me the "ohh i'm sorry" look! (*breathe in.... breathe out..)

Well should i even say how a Good date should turn out? Maybe for a start, go on a date with a friend. Not a complete stranger. A good date is also when you catch yourself staring 'unintentionally' at his ass a number of times, and by the end of the night, your cheeks were aching due to excessive grinnings. Best of all is when the long conversations you guys had, made you forget the time and u find yourself hoping that the night doesnt end! Now thats a fairy tale!
 
I'll say dates are fun, but i'd prefer to call 'em Outings. Sounds less formal and i think it'll create a much better setting... Oh not to mention, its to avoid me having nasty imaginations too! *winks 
 

Monday, July 19, 2004
+ Ok! Lets get serious people!!!! We've got no time to waste!!!

1. Why do Women talk so muCh??
 @ns: Cause a woman has 2 mouths.
 
2. Why are Men smarter than women?!
 @ns: Cause Men have 2 heads.
 
3. Why is it that the man always win in an argument?!
 @ns: Cause they have 2 heads, 2 speakers and one microphone.
 
*kwanng kwanng kwaaaaang~*
 
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Once there were 3 Men, an American, a Chinese & an Indian, chosen to go on a mission to the Moon for a period of 20 years. The NASA authorities agree that each one of them are allowed to request for anything they want to bring along with them. The American said, "I can't live without booze, man!!". So they pack tonnes of beer into his spaceship, and (*PppooOOofff!!) off he goes. The Chinese said, "I like Chinese women! *wink *wink!" And so he's got plenty of women with him and (* PpooOOofff!!) off he goes. Finally the Indian said, "Erm.. I'm a heavy smoker ah.. " With that, they load packs of cigarettes into his spaceship and...... there he goes.
 
20 Years later...
 
The American return home, feeling happy with a belly like no other and walking sideways.
The Chinese return, somewhat satisfied and.... "Pa Pa!! Papa!!" children were seen frantically running everywhere. Finally the Indian appeared from his spaceship, with his droopy eyes, looking completely exhausted, his lips were chapped and blue, shivering and can hardly move. One of the officers became worried and asked, "Whats wrong, sir??!" 
 
In rage he replied, "DeY!!!  Got cigarette, no lighter DeYy!! How LAh!!"
 
*ahaha..


Friday, July 16, 2004
+ At the count of three, we'll call the cOps!!!

GoSh.. Am i in er.. Love? haha its a question that i'm havin trouble searching on. Its not that bad i hope, and yeah i'm sure it wont last that long... maybe for a few mths?? Another one of those louSy high school crushes haha..  but mine's wayy outta that. He's just another fella i got to know, recently. Things arent going well for some reason and i figured, that its because of that i kinda missed having his stench around, thus having pointless feelings about him. Nope, we're not from the same neighbourhood / played marbles when we were kids, nor were we kicking each other's seat in the classroom. It's strange how we first met, and how we sorta 'part'. Gosh i'm really laughing at the thought of me typing this down. Guess its been bugging me ever since the last few days and it hasnt stopped. Its not helping that a certain song that reminded me of him kept playing in my head. Nahh i'm not going to be persistent about this thing, and don't worry, i wont come stalking him in the middle of the night.. Coz my car's at the repairs, and that i haven't taken my license yet..Also it doesnt help that i have a curfew, so...  Aight whatever it is, i just gotta pay attention to what i'm busy with.. yea like tuckin my mugg face in my pillow everyday or just spending more time with the Cds in my room.   Hey! you know what!  maybe i should get a job? Ok.. i see heads nodding, vigorously...Yes? Okok.. i'll get a job.. soon..i hope??  whahha..*
 
Anyway back to what i was trashin, i really hope that my visions of him vanishes pretty soon... I know you'd think i'm some kinda psycho who fits well in one of those movies when the babysitter kills the whole family, plus the mail man (who's equally cute, but i could only settle for one man) just to get my hands on the husband, and as a result, i get the "Best Supporting Artist, Female" award at the MTV's Movie Awards show 2005..I'd be freaking myself out, if i was playing that role now... EEeekkk!!!* (*Horror horror!!) Sheesshh.. ok if that does happen, i'd turn myself in lah ok! to Hollywood that is... hahah okok.. to the Mental Institution.. Hmm.. who knows, probably i'll find my soulmate there, and live happily ever after! Eventually!! *snoRtsz..      

 


Tuesday, July 13, 2004
+ Let's run around in circles and smile, people!!!

How it sucks.. to have met someone great.. sayy like ur ex?! Its either a blessing that you've met him for the first time.. or just simply good riddance that you've ended it! Sheesh contradictions are forever living... As for me, my breakup doesn't involve no sluts nor snags to take the stand as a third party. Sometimes I wish that had happened.. so that I had moved on faster than mimicking a turtle in a hare race. Instead, its due to communication problem, and how he simply label me as a "mistake". Nice of him? ya i know.

After numerous years as friends, and maybe later years as a couple, the feeling's always there for me alright I have to admit. But never the thought of getting back this time, coz I have to avoid doing the same mistake over and over... (*sighs, FINALLYYY!!) After the final wreck last year, we succeeded as friends now, I think. I'm grateful abt that, honest! Least I can see all's well for him and that he's doing fine with things. But about gettin over him, I swear I have! What more a phone call from him just a few days ago confirms my stand. Read an article on how jerks were being favoured more by most girls rather than nice guys. How I wish, I could be proven as an example of how that doesn't work at all! Ohh! Can someone just pass me a Nice Guy!! <*much appreciated> I'm not saying that heyy.. I'm always right, and he's definitely flawed. But reason's like "heyy ppl change!!!" (to be proudly said) is always popular... Just that its blardy inappropriate and simply impossible to be used as one of the many breakup taglines, I feel. Talk about lame, add that one in it'll hit the top notch on the charts! Seems that Mr. Ego has landed and decides to stay.

Well safe to say that I'm not burning down his house as yet, coz I'm gonna do just fine burning the memories i have of him for now.


Saturday, July 10, 2004
+ Something just crawled up my pants...

There goes yet another week of mine.. Been slogging at home, just doing homie stuff like watering the plants.. no wait that's what my dad does, oh.. watching Oprah Winfrey, answering phone calls, shuttle runs to the toilet and checking out for dusts on the floor and carefully kick it to the corner of the house. I know you'd choke when I say this, but I think I'm a natural when it comes to soccer... <*grins> What Copa America?! Yeah I'm getting bored watching soccer all of a sudden. I'm still feeling sore after the Czechs lost to the Greeks. <*moment of silence pls> Goodness! I was happy that Brasil scored against Chile.. like really, but somehow it hurts when I tried to get excited about it and fail to.. Is that one of the signs of aging!?

Well this time around i did some jamming and writing songs.. except the only problem is that i'm stuCk with a recorder, i can't play my brother's eleCtriC guitar, my band mates left me.. and i'm still tryin to get the words right for the title of my unwritten song. Is it "Me and Elephant" or "Elephantly me"?!.. Urggh! And I'm hoping for a Grammy next year!!? HuuuWhhat thE!!?

OK.. been doing some soul searching and learning new information along the way. Yah like that bim, Paris Hilton was once with Nick Carter!! *Ewwww! my ass hair's standing! Oh! and that I've finally understood my Law of Real Property notes!! YEsssss! Now that, I tell u, is an achievement! Know how all these blog things work... all the html stuff, things which wasn't taught back in school and "don't know-don't bother" information. Yeah been reading all those commands lately. Yeah.

So okay least today's different coz my best friend turn major today! Happy birthday Win! Haha.. yea and I've still got a long wayyyy to go!! Sheesh.. till then, so as not to waste anymore of ma precious time, maybe I should start counting the number of cars that drive past my house.. and when I eventually turn 21, I shall have a new discovery to unfold to the world!!!!! <*inspired!> Yup! Just like how i invented Post-It!s


Wednesday, July 07, 2004
+ Meet Paris Hilton.

This blonde decides one day that she is sick and tired of all
these blonde jokes and how all blondes are perceived as stupid,
so she decides to show her husband that blondes really are
smart. While her husband is off at work, she decides that she is
going to paint a couple of rooms in the house.

The next day, right after her husband leaves for work, she gets
down to the task at hand. Her husband arrives home at 5:30 and
smells the distinctive smell of paint. He walks into the living
room and finds his wife lying on the floor in a pool of sweat.
He notices that she is wearing a ski jacket and a fur coat at
the same time.

He goes over and asks her if she is OK. She replies yes. He asks
what she is doing. She replies that she wanted to prove to him
that not all blonde women are dumb and she wanted to do it by
painting the house. He then asks her why she has a ski jacket
over her fur coat. She replies that she was reading the
directions on the paint can and they said....



**FOR BEST RESULTS, PUT ON TWO COATS.**


hahaHhaha.. -buRps-

+ An award-winning piCture....

Picture that etched at the back of my miNd sinCe i firSt saw it. Left me speechless.


The PHOTO in the mail is "Pulitzer Prize" winning photo taken in 1994 during the Sudan famine. The picture depicts a famine striCken child crawling towards an United Nations food camp, located a kilometer away.

The Vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. The picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to the child, including the photographer, Kevin Carter, who left the place as soon as the photograph was taken.

Three months later he committed suicide due to depression.

Monday, July 05, 2004
+ Me, myself and my tOes

Ever had a conversation when u said something that u didn't mean it and misinterpreted by the other party and u guys juSt stopped talking ever sinCe. Despite the numerOus apologies, it never did felt the same afterwards. Well i have. A number of times that is.. Does that make me a..biatCh? Honestly, i don't know how it feels to be one but the moment i mentiOn it, my head nods in approval..

See.. I met a friend, a long lOst friend, just about a few months ago. We were so excited to contaCt each other all over again and got down talking immediately, sharing stuff that we went thru and what each parties' missed for the past 8 years. GoSh! It went great.. and *FiNaLLY!! i thought, that my year shall turn out good this time arOund. Not until one 'fine' day, after 2 mths of talking, i said something (*meant to be a jOke) and it felt like a viRus was let loOse from my moUth and it squiRms thru the phOneLine and by the time it reaches the other side, it explodes*! Nahh it wasnt an argument, as so i'd like to think of it. I immediately put on my shield and defend myself.. and somehOw tried to put my fuCking law skiLLs to use, tryin hard to juSt say.. "i didn't mean it!" in all sorts of languages, including Latin..

2 days after, i had ta call and apOlogise yet again.. And even though he did say he'd forgotten abOut it and told me to do the same, i know he was juSt sayin it for the sake of it. HeCk i thought. Another great persOn drifting away right befOre me. Am i juSt in luCk? Or shOuld i be extra careful and nOt to act like that again?..

And tha same thing happened jUSt few mths baCk, wiTH sOmeone i gOt to kNOw better over MSN, whO's an (i cant believe i'm sayin this..) AmaZing peRSon..Ya we're not talking, thats the beSt part. Ouuh.. need i mentiOn that i loSt a beSt friend due to soMething i did?! Ya.. that was woRst. Its been a year plUs and i'm still reminded of it. Sigh! Oh weLL..
The aDventUres of the deviant prinCess.. woNDer whatS in stOre for me neXt..

Saturday, July 03, 2004
+ And the book reads.....

Tony Parson's :: Man and boy


*Once upon a time...er.. *heCk! So okay.. i got down reading, again, ever sinCe i havent had muCh things to do at the moment..well apart frOm my daiLy pRank-Fun i play on my "belOved" frens! So what i'm reading you say?! The title's Man and Boy.. one of the books i randomly flip out frOm the library shelves, which amazingly turn out to be wOrth the read! If u're da sOrt who talks more in your minD, than you actually are in perSon.. then this boOk's for you! I lOve the way the authOr piCks out wOrds to identifY the different characters in the stOry and their "style" of communicating to one anOther. Its interesting tO knOw what's going thru the mind of a 30 yr old man.. and hOw he slOwly piCks up dOin siNgle parent stuff like chOres and minding his 5 yr old boy, sinCe the day his wife, Gina, left him for Japan to pUrsUe her career afTer his one-night stanD wiTh sOme teenagE chiC*

Allow me to quOte some bitEs from the bOok::

'Come on! It was one night, Gina. How many times are we going to have this conversatiOn??'

"Until you understand the way i feel. If you can do it once, you can do it a thousand times. That's the firSt law of fuCking around. The unified theory of fuCking arOund cLearly states that if they do it once, they will do it again and again. You broke my truSt and i just don't know how to mend it. And that hurts me too, Harry."

"I've discussed what happened with RiChard"

'Richard? Is that his name?! Richard. Hah! Richard. Rich. Dicky. Dick. Old Richard Dicky-dickhead.'

"Sometimes i look at you and Pat, and i honestly can't tell which one is the four-yr-old."

'It's easy. I'm the one who can pee without getting anything on the floor.'

Friday, July 02, 2004
+ Sleeping on the Job i see....

Theodoros Zagorakis (Greece) & Jan Koller (Czech Republic)



**GreeCe off to the Finals! **

So i stayed up to watCh the semis between the CzeChs & GreeCe..and i was thinking, its amazing how u can prOnounce names that aren't "prOnouncable" to us. For example, Zisis VRYZAS & Zdenek Grygera. Ya.. see if i were to be the match commentator, i'd end up screaming out their Jersey No.s instead.. so it'll sound like me announcing strings of 4D numbers in Porto! Believe me! you can never run out of ideas to Name ur newbOrn!.. Just rePlace the vowels with Ys or insert some stRokes aboVe an alphabet, Voala! its as good as calling him BEN.

Right lets get seriOus. Highlight of the matCh, having 2 bald men on pitCh! No offence, juSt that i do wish to deClare my lOve for bald men. Ze~ italian Referee COllina & Czech's Jan Koller were speCtacular last night.. <*snORts> Unlike previOus Czech Rep. matChes, this time around they were panicking..
Mann i was too! Seeing Greeks running around in their blue damply-moist jerSeys is wayy scary! And wOrst still when i thought i saw them running in dresses?! ..oh that was Brad Pitt..

So, ok Koller did had lots of chance at scORing, which mOst likely be a header past the pOSt.. Due to his big physique and natural ability as a FW, this 31 yr old was the main target for Greece defenders, i dunno, did he smell good on pitCh? Must be the new BOSS fragrant he's wearing.. OKay.. is it juSt me or did TomAs Rosicky looked hot last night..?! haha Pardon me, the early morning air has been cauSing blurry viSion even Acuvue is of no uSe..

**Greece will play Portugal in the final of UEFA EURO 2004 after Traianos Dellas' header in added time at the end of the first half of silver goal extra time.**

Allow me to sum it all up. Piece of advice, crying does help to put u to sleep! Had my session after the matCh.. Sigh.. Was a pity that the CzeChs arent going to the finals.. <*soBs!>

Which team i suppOrt you'd ask?! ..LiverpOol FC :)

Thursday, July 01, 2004
+ Seriously, what happened.. ??

Veggies never look this cute!!!!



+ What happened..??!

Seriously, i've been asking myself that question.. Where should i begin.. Firstly, i've been temporarily declared to be a lazy lass with plenty of imaginations and plans. One of which, is to open up a blog of my own.. <*grins> Well should applaud myself for doing something about that "idea" the very least now, apart frOm housework.. truSt me, its not something you'll enjoy in a long run. Secondly, my daunting inspiration of reading the books i borrowed from the library is beginning to fade away.. hmm.. Next, my body has been functioning rather bizzarely lately.. wait.. what was it that they call it? Puberty?! <*scratches> yea.. had to flip to my sister's primary 5 textbook for that one..