Vivizul

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vivizul — Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:54:13 +0000

my boyfriend and had a gooood looong laught a while back when we went to the airport. it amazes me how an intellegent person like myselfcan do something incredibly bimbotic. well before entering the car park one has to stop at the entrance to get a ticket at those machine thinggys. well at the airport entrance they’ve conviniently put two next to each other to make things faster, only one has a big sign on top that say do not enter. trucks and buses. so on a previous day when me and best friends *A and *M went to the airport i had to reverse when i tried to enter there cause we all saw the sign that said for trucks and buses only and cleverly thought that it must charge extra. so when my boyfriend did the same thing and told him (quite smugly) that he had to reverse and go to the other machines because this one was for trucks and buses only. he and my brother just stared at me like “seriously!”. they obviously started weeing themselves and tried while laughing to explain that it meant no entry to trucks and buses not normal cars like i thought. so the moral of the story is a)the airport should change the bloody sign.. its damn confusing.. i mean no entry, trucks and buses, might mean to some no entry. only trucks and buses you know!! b) try not to be too smug when you’re telling your boyfriend something because the jokes are painfulllll c)don’t always listen to your best friends cause they might be just as bimbotic as you are hahahah (i love you guys!!)

Bono from U2? Really????

vivizul — Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:27:33 +0000

Ok here’s another one that only my closest friends know so far and now I’m brave enough to tell the whole world haha. Well ok me and best friend *A attended this prep talk for a scholarship by this BIG IMPORTANT person. Anyway somewhere along the line, he says that for next year’s batch he was thinking that maybe he would ask Bono to come for a motivational talk. Well me being me, before thinking, I blurted out and excitedly said out loud “I LOVE BONO!!” from U2. And the Pehin and all the officers and everyone present looked at me then burst out laughing. What he had meant was that he was thinking of asking Bono, a motivational group in Singapore, to give a motivational course. Now how was I supposed to know that with Bono being the good Samaritan he is??!!

Chopsticks anyone?

vivizul — Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:11:00 +0000

So I was watching tv with my dad one evening and he was eating his Indomee with his chopsticks and it smelt so good when he went and left his indomee on the table I decided to cunningly eat some (just a little). So I started eating the indomee with the chopstick. After 3 minutes, I was rally wondering why I was having such a hard time eating it cause it kept slipping of and I’d end up with only one strand of mee at the end of it, and I must admit for a non-Chinese I’m pretty alright with chopsticks. Well my peanut sized brain finally figured out where the problem was coming from. It turned out that I was eating from the wrong end of the chopsticks. I was putting the larger side into my mouth and holding it from the smaller end. Well duh vivi!! What was sad about this is that it took me forever to discover where I was going wrong! snoreeeeee..

Shopping therapy… my ass!!

vivizul — Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:05:05 +0000

I was feeling frustrated today so I decided to go shopping.. So I did and I came back even angrier than when I left. Poor salesgirls. They should honestly be paid more especially when they have to deal with unhappy moody customers like me. The aim to go to the shops was to get me new reasonably priced jeans because my favourite one has a whole on the thigh. So my first stop was gadong since there’s so many jeans on display it would be impossible not to get one there… (laughs till I pee on the floor) impossible my ass! They didn’t have my size!! I went to the next shop nearby thinking this was the only stupid shop which only catered to model sized flat bodies but damn was I wrong. Next shop was even worse. The size stopped at 28. even the bloody sales girl wasn’t size 28!! It’s not that im fat or anything, I have a nice body but everything they had only went to size 29.. like hellooooo!!!! Is everyone size 29?? I don’t think so. Jackass.. Like in a region that says it has the highest obesity rate after the

US, you would think they would be smart enough to get bigger sizes. Damn my size isn’t even big. In

Europe it would have been bloody normal. It’s like as if in there small tiny brains they (the manufacturer and retailer) think this world is made up of slim tiny woman… As if!! I’m sure someone in their family must be big or has a waist line of more than 30 I mean come on!! Really? Is everyone that small or is something wrong with my freaking eyes? Am I seeing people with varying waistlines or has a chip been inserted into my brains so that I’m the only one who can see different sized woman? It truly irritates me how everything is this way? Why not cater to everyone’s needs? Then you would have happy customers and your sales girls would not quit from being screamed at because the customer can’t scream at the stupid insensitive idiotic myopic managers who was stupid enough just to get small sizes. He probably had a big wife and is secretly punishing her or motivating her to lose weight. Ass wipe.. wait tilll he meets me and I’ll give him a piece of my mind.. J don’t we live in a haapppppppyyyy world!! ??

Uni fears… bites nails

vivizul — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 09:23:47 +0000

Yes people I have reached that point in life where its time to leave home and go for uni. I really hate to say this but im so disappointed with how I feel at this point in life. All my younger years, I always said “gawd! I can’t wait for uni. I just want to get out of this boring place.” But now that the time is approaching that feeling has abandoned me (Traitor!!). hehehe but seriously I don’t feel like that anymore. Now I’m just so scared of leaving that I’ve actually considered staying (yes that’s how afraid I am). Initially I was so afraid of telling anyone cause I was afraid they would just think I’ve lost it up there if I told them and wee themselves thinking I was joking. But thank god for my best friend who I confided in. well she feels the same way. Were both scared to death of leaving (although we didn’t know why). So we concluded that everyone must feel that way. Either that or were both dorks (which we are anyways init maya). We both sat at chills café and talked about it both saying we actually considered going to ubd, not having to leave home and go through the trouble of going through MOE interviews.

But my boyfriend, my bestest friend in the whole wide world was blessed with a so much more bigger brain than my peanut sized one (although I shall never agree that he is smarter than I am) has simply put it into a clearer view for me when I finally told him about my worries.. Well he rightly concluded that we felt scared because we were going to a foreign country where everything is going to be different. It’s an entirely new place where we don’t know anyone. We’ll have to change drastically in order to fit. And that’s where the problem stems from. Firstly we don’t know anyone and although were extremely social people but we’ve all watched mean girls. It’s a totally different stratum out there. People aren’t like here, their not as laid back and stuff. What happens when we don’t fit in? Will we be loners the whole 4years there? Will we go insane from being isolated and friendless? And to add into that you are really all ALONE.. No mummy to fall back on. That’s just one of the problems he brought up. Secondly he says that money might be a problem since again your there all alone and living independently comes with its tweaks. But he is so right.. Not knowing what were going to face, moving to a different place where not a single face except Daniel Radcliffe perhaps, is familiar unlike Brunei where everyone’s related to everyone,

UK is going to be one hell of a change! Although one of the main reasons he didn’t point out why I didn’t want to go is how will I live without him?… at this point I’m guessing most of you have wrongly concluded that I am an idiotic clingy bimbo. But no, you obviously don’t understand. I’ve been with him for 6 years and a half and most of my free time is spent with him. I see him whenever I possibly can. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, tea, Sundays, you name it. Even not seeing him for a day feels wrong (not an exaggeration) it honestly feels like something is missing from that day and it’s incomplete. We do everything together. My hobbies involves doing it with him like body surfing and stuff. Now if a day already kills me and starts a fight cause I’m being so moody can you begin to imagine how loco I’ll be in a year without him?!! God, I’ll go crazy and I’m not the cheating type so I’ll definitely be doomed and lonely for 4 years…!! But I’ve concluded if so many before me could do it and says its fun then it must really be. I suppose I just have to be brave and do it and find a new hobby like knitting (laughs till stomach cramps) to make up for the Zulvivi times.. but damn if you introduce me to the idiot who came up with the idea of universities I will strangle him till he is blue. And yes I am assuming he is a “he” because only a male would make life so hard… sheshhh…males..

The Real Princess Diana..

vivizul — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 09:06:37 +0000

I remember the Day she passed away, the day of her accident. I remember my mother crying and my older cousins. God I even remember the maid crying. And yes I cried too although I have no idea why. It was instilled into this peanut sized brain of mine that Diana was this charitable lady, who was what the heroin in every princess movie was probably based on. And funny enough I believed it without really knowing the lady. I remember that when asked who inspired me I would’ve said “Princess Diana” with calm certainty but thinking now, would my answer still be the same.

Deep thinking (I warned you that I am a random deep thinker) got me pondering on this answer. If the accident was in 1997 I would have been at that time 9 yrs old. Now how would a 9 yr old be able to understand the complexity of the sensationalized princess Diana at such a young age? Man at that age I was still climbing rambutan trees. So how the hell did I know of all the so-called inspirational things Princess Diana did if I weren’t fully grown to understand it? Moreover, I have concluded that like my friend said “I only cried during her death because everyone else was and I didn’t want to be left out.” I was told or must have read somewhere that she was great and that was enough for my peanut sized brain and till today I would have said I admire her but if you ask me why and what she’s done for society my answer would be a damning “uhhhhhh I don’t know” because that is the god honest truth.. Do any of us (of my age of course Del) know why we admire this lady AND THINK OF her as the embodiment of peace? I know the muslim world embraced her because she was about to convert to Islam once she married Dodi (well they all assumed she would convert anyways). The Christian world embraced her because she was charitable, but so is jolie when one really thinks about it, so why do people still criticize Jolie when Diana was idolized without a qualm?

But who am I to judge her. When she was alive and doing her supposed good deeds I wasn’t old enough to even remember them and I wasn’t old enough to see to what extent was she charitable. But she must have been judging by the number of people who turned up for her funeral. But that still doesn’t solve why I and so many others my age, were so infatuated with her? Or why we idolized her so much when even know I don’t know what she did or how she contributed to society? How was she charitable? I donno..

Now that has led me to conclude that she was probably either over sensationalized and the media probably played a big important role in this tsk tsk tsk naughty media!! Another reason might be because she was really as great as she really was and our parents who knew this all along but didn’t care to tell us poor children why, influenced us into thinking she was great.

So there you are. I’m not saying its wrong to idolize princess Diana I still secretly idolize her, probably out of habit. But what I am suggesting is with the help of our beautiful Google friend, Google her and find out what she really did so that you have a reason to really admire this powerful woman and your idolizing will be for naught.. Hahahah how’s that for deep.

But I’m sorry princess Diana (may you rest in peace) although deep in my fist-sized heart I know you must be admirable and more, I believe someone has taken your place on the top shelf of my idolize cupboard..

Do we women really want equality?!!?

vivizul — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 09:04:42 +0000

In this modern day, we women are obsessed with the idea of feminism and equality of the sexes. One begins to wonder from where our desperation to be equal to men stems from? Was it because our mother (who are often the most influential person in our lives) grew up during the peak of the rise of feminism, has subconsciously instilled the idea that women should be able to do what men do and whoever says otherwise should be shot? Or is it something that has been over portrayed by the media and has thus influenced us?

Upon intense pondering, I began to wonder how much equality the ‘fairer’ sex really wants. To understand my train of thoughts, one must grasp the meaning of equality. Equality of the sex means that the treatment towards both sexes is fair and free of discrimination. Simply put, whatever men can do, women should be allowed the same liberty and vise versa.

Little things in life have actually got me thinking that maybe we are sacrificing the little good things in life to achieve equality. Having a door slammed on my face reduced the feeling of feminism that was once precious to me. The excuse my male friend gave me for his lack of chivalry was “were equal, I’m sure you could’ve done it on your own. If a male could do it, so could a female”. Even though I reminded him that it wasn’t an equality issue but a courtesy issue to hold the door open for the next person, his words held a ring of truth.

If we really wanted equality of the sexes whereby, female could do everything males could, then why does every female feels a sense of loss whenever we have to pay for dinner dates or when we have to open the car doors on our own or when a male doesn’t stand up when a female enters a room anymore? The act of chivalry is slowly disappearing and this is partly due to the fact that women are obsessed with being equal to the male.

By demanding equality of the sexes, we females have unconsciously lost control of the strict rules and etiquettes women centuries ago had firmly established and lived by daily. Hence slowly males are starting to treat us as their male “buddies”. Now a man feels free to sit before a woman does, they feel free to scratch their privates and release gas without any shame. Have we involuntarily turned men from civilized gentleman, to less gentlemanly human beings by demanding equality?

Apart from the loss of chivalry, gentlemanly attitudes which we secretly wish we could have back, there is another downfall to equality of the sexes that is do we really want to do what men do and vise versa?

Do we not all secretly wish that we were housewives who have all the time in the world to take care of herself like going to the spa instead of being career orientated mummy’s who are too busy juggling time? Do we not all secretly hope that our husband, brother or father would do the manly duties which we now, as equals, have to share? Sending and picking up the kids from school throughout the day, carrying boxes from the garage and moving cupboards are a few examples.

While we do feel liberated and equal when the males pitch in to help with the work around the house like the washing and looking after the children at the end of a tiring day, one always feels slightly jealous and rueful when the children say they prefer daddy’s packed lunch to mummy’s for school. And it continually feels like the males are invading our spaces, our domain, when their cooked meals get more praises from visitors than ours ever did.

I do admit that there have been great achievements from demanding equality. The opening of employment to females is one of them. Through equality of the sexes there has also been a significant reduction of domestic violence against females because they are now treated with more respect, as equals.

But still I say as much as I love being able to do all the things males can do, as it lends me a feeling of independence, there are some things which we women have given up as stated above. Therefore, what I am suggesting is a life where woman are treated as equals to the extent that they are still treated with respect that every human being deserves and where chivalry should be a must! If this were implemented then we could still have our career opportunities intact and get our dinner dates paid as well! Am I being too greedy or is this the answer to everywoman’s dream?

Life is too short and unpredictable..

vivizul — Tue, 19 Jun 2007 14:17:06 +0000

so i finally got myself around to watching the movie GUARDIAN. i bought the DVD a month ago but ive obviously put of watching it because most of the people who said it was good were my boy-crazed-girlfriends. so i concluded that the reason they said it was good was because it MUST have had wet topless men through out the movie.

But i was pleasantly surprised because i truly really enjoyed it. Ashton Kutcher amazed me because i was so convinced that he could’t act seriously. but he excelled at the role he played.. the macho-i-am-the-best-guy in the world part (Del could play this part).. kevin Costner was excellent as well playing the hard cynical instructor.. all in all it was definetly worth the watch.

But that story made me really think, with people dying every 10minutes that is, it made me think about life in general. It amazes me how no matter how careful we are or how healthy, we could be gone anytime, anywhere. It’s all written in the stars or books somewhere hahaha ok im not that corny but seriously though.. it all depends on Gods will. here are instances..

for example, i could be tucked in my gorgeous car, seatbelt and all, driving 60km/hr, looking left and right before i turn.. and all of a sudden a crazy lunatic’s car is flying in my direction from the other lane.. and that’s it.. finito.. the end of my 19years. it’s pathetic really how it all works. or you could simply be this kid who gets straight A’s, who has never harmed a single soul but then the kid goes and plays outside, minding his or her own business and dies from a snake bite.. how fair is that?

Like i said, life is too short or too unpredictable to take for granted. If this is my final conclusion then shouldn’t i just ditch university, rob a bank and live a life filled with happiness and never worry about a single thing ever again? hmmmm tempting as this may sound it is obviously unrealistic..

But i have concluded that since i can’t control when im going to die then i should enjoy every single day of it (it’s funny how i’ve heard this soooooo many times yet it’s only hit me now the full extent of the meaning). So being the deep philosopher i am, you all should heed my advice and enjoy life. when you notice that huge pimple on your nose when you wake up early in the morning.. IGNORE IT!! its only a bloody pimple for goodness sake! for all you know today’s your last day and obviously a pimple would be the least of your worries.. so make an effort to make the most of your day.. (but that doesn’t mean spend all the money in your saving accounts all in one day because who knows you might just live till tomorrow..) and when your mother says “take care when you go out”.. you reply “don’t worry mother. when my time comes, it comes..” because this is the god honest truth..

to whoever is dating a helicopter pilot dont watch GUARDIAN. it gives you nightmares. it gave me nightmares and my boyfriend had to put up with my corny “i love you” messages at 5am which was when i finished watching it. hahahah

*Toddlles*