Ru Min, 19, is a controversial Christian and perfectionist who adores God, Coldplay, pizzas, photography, aesthetic writing, indie music, oxblood, pumps and Luanna Perez. She spends most of her time in her thoughts and laughing at text posts. More...
Thursday, January 14, 2010 @ 11:13 PM
3D goggles are grool. =]

Yesterday, I skipped ballet (whoops!) and followed my family (excluding my mum) to Sunway Pyramid to watch the movie Avatar in 3D. I was so freakin' excited that I'd almost forgot to wear my shorts! The tickets were extremely high for four (around RM 70+), but that's okay, it was worth it.

Bzzt! Wrong answer.

Before the movie started, sis and I (dad and bro were finding a parking place) sat on a bench beside the escalator. Just then, two Indonesian (not trying to be racist here, mind you) guys kept looking at us from the shop opposite where we're sitting and smiled coyly. They kept staring at my sister's slender legs which were wide opened (she "forgot" to cross her legs). Eww, pervs. After 20 minutes, their eyes were still fixed on us. They didn't even wanna pretend like they're checking out the tees in the shop but kept on looking. So damn pathetic. I was so mad after a moment, I STARED BACK AT THEM. Menacingly. Felt like giving them a "little" kick each in the groin. They sooo deserve it for being so horny.

We were so sick of their faces, we shifted to another bench beside the previous one. One of them ran - RAN LIKE THE WIND - out of the shop and glanced around frantically. Retards. Then, they spotted us and the other one went, "Phew..." and started stroking his chest. I'd suddenly realised they were STALKING us. Thank God my dad and bro came and sat down beside us. I wanted to flip the finger BUT as I'd said, that's a strict no-no for moi. I won't waste my finger on two lifeless jerks.

After getting bored of people-watching (and letting those freaks watch us), we went into Catchup to kill time. I found a tee that I really liked but it cost a bomb. Oh, well, better save. And, Yi Shian, this suits you dearly (but I didn't buy it =X) :

AN "ANNA SUI" TEE!

So cute, right?
HAHAHAHAHAHA.


When the movie started, I munched happily on my packet of Twisties (I know it's weird, but I'm not a fan of popcorn) while my eyes were glued to the screen. Blue figures were running here and there - naked (okay, maybe a few pieces of fabric around the private parts) - when I started dozing off. 'Cause the plot was freakin' predictable; the storyline was so cliché, and urgh, don't let me start with the oh-so-special effects. My eyes were tearing 'cause when the characters move about, the whole screen blurs and it hurt my eyes. A lot. I laughed so much throughout the whole movie but I was itching to go home. IT WAS THREE HOURS LONG, DUDE! I swung my legs over the armrest and watched as if I were sitting on the couch at home, relaxing. Yes, I was that bored. My opinion?


Avatar.


Seriously.


Sucks.


Enough said. Since they'd worked on the show for fourteen years, I'd rate it 5/10 or else it'd be 2/10 or less. Many people gave it a 10/10 and said I didn't know how to appreciate a good movie but WHATEVER. One man's meat is another man's poison, right? And what's with the Eywa, speaking in Na'vi and the jellyfish-like "seeds of the secret tree" thingies? Are they for real?! In the end, Jake became an Avatar. A real one. End of story. SO. FREAKIN'. LAME.

And leave it to my sister to say he's "hot". Urgh. But the "seeds of the secret tree" are definitely adorable! They look exactly like baby jelly-fishes. Teehee! x3

Anyway, my sister's new cammie is so worth talking about. Look!

And of course, je suis le photographe. *grins triumphantly*

But I still prefer the classic and loyal one.

It doesn't look great on the outside, but this cammie has been snapping all the best shots and angles I'd ever taken. Love the snapshots; love the cammie; love the whole un-Ah Lian-ness. So, don't judge a cammie by it's casing, deal? =)

By the way, I logged on to MSN Messenger on my sister's laptop and "chatted" with her who set her status as "Away" on her MSN Messenger and "replied" myself (I don't think you get what I mean, but nevermind). I was that bored.

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Monday, January 11, 2010 @ 6:18 AM
I'm really unlucky nowadays. EVERYWHERE I SEE, GO, WALK, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING AND WHATEVER-THING - there are C-A-T-S. Stupid cats, I hate cats, SCREW YOU, CATS! Hate Hello Kitty A LOT, so slutty. My hatred towards cats started since... SINCE I'M A LOST SOUL FLOATING AROUND IN HEAVEN(?) BEFORE I ENTERED MY MUM'S WOMB. I can GUARANTEE I'd ROLLED OVER cats; STEPPED ON cats; KICKED cats; COOKED cats, MINCED cats; WRUNG cats, and maybe even, KILLED cats. (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!)


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THIS IS PROOF!



I was signing-up for a website and they told me to "type the two words you see above". AND THIS?!!! OF ALL WORDS; ALL KINDS OF SOUNDS; ALL KINDS OF NOISES... "MEWS"?! WHY "MEWS"?!!! This is seriously not a coincidence. Something is NOT right. SOMETHING is freakingly WRONG. Hmph. >=(



I'm going to get to the bottom of this, NO MATTER WHAT!



Anyway, when the cat's away, Roo will play! Guess what? SPIDERMAN WAS ON THE COVER OF TRULOVE MAGAZINE. WITH THE SUPER-HYPRE-MEGA-ULTRA SLUTTY HELLO KITTY!!! OMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Lemme SS for a while lah.)


SCANDALOUS!!!!!!! =O




I wonder who's idea is this... *grins*

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Saturday, January 9, 2010 @ 5:24 PM

THE PRODUCTIONS CARMEN & PAQUITA WERE FANTASTICA!


Before we went in, there were programme booklets, posters of ballerinas and T-shirts to be sold. Mum only gave me RM10 so all I could buy is (Caryn didn't want to lend me money, hmph!) the posters. RM10 for twelve posters?! RM1.2 for one poster?! YOU'D GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! People are selling RM70 per poster out there! Of course I grab lah. A part of me regretted not buying the programme booklet BUT problem solved! INTERNET HAS ALL THE INFORMATION. Hmm. 8)


Both productions were magnificent, but I like Carmen more 'cause it's longer, nicer, better and has a bit of a story. The guy, Connor Walsh (American), who performed in both productions was so damn good. My eyes were fixed on him (but not the whole time) 'cause he is very charming. Looks like a prince! He pirouetted oh-so-many times and cart-wheeled in the air throughout the whole performance. He seriously outdid all the girls on stage - even Lei Zhao (Chinese) and Ena Hirose (Japanese).


I loved the performance to the core and I'm so glad that I'd learnt many styles and postures from them! I JUST LOVE BALLET PERFORMANCES!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK. xD

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Friday, January 8, 2010 @ 6:30 AM
I was interested in ballet since young but my parents refused to let me learn 'cause they were afraid I'll fall and break a leg. Literally. Anyway, I've started learning ballet at the age of ten - unbelievable, right? - despite my (heavy) weight and the art itself really intrigues me. I can't really say I love it because I'm not the super girlie kind but it's hmm, interesting. Hahaha.

I'll be watching the productions Carmen & Paquita tomorrow. Kinda excited 'cause it'll be my second time watching these kind of ballet performances. Okay, REALLY excited. I'll be going with Caryn and Jie Jing. Can't wait to see them! =)

Sleep tight tonight.
Wear a cat-suit. ;)

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Tuesday, January 5, 2010 @ 10:52 PM
Morning session's been really hectic. That's why I've been slumbering in the afternoon lately instead of updating my blog. Too tired and lazy for this.

On the first day of school, I was reading my Dark Cindy when suddenly, I saw a fur-ball appeared at the back door of my classroom. Oh, so that's Ccy's new hairstyle, I thought. Her hair is neither short nor long; neither thick nor thin; neither neat nor messy. After criticizing(?) her hair, she forced me to go to the restroom with her to comb her hair. Of all the people I know! Of all the friends I know! Of all the Ah Lians I know! She's the first person who told me to accompany her to the ladies. TO COMB HER HAIR.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Today's the third day of school. I don't think my class is so bad, after all (although Qian Hui still prefers the first class) (who doesn't?). Being the treasurer is so tiring! It really was a miracle that I'd survived collecting all the money last year without any difficulties (I was the class treasurer last year, too). But this year, no such luck. I had to collect the class fund (duh!) and also the fund for the co-curricular activities. I'm not saying I'd regretted agreeing to be the class treasurer or anything, it's just that it's so confusing! Sigh, a normal citizen wouldn't know how a class treasurer feels in a gazillion years.

Except for Jin Jack (he had to collect the money for our Mandarin workbook).

We had to draw the diagrams in our exercise book during Maths period. So, when we were all counting silently with our fingers, Jian Zhi walked up to Pei Gie (she sits beside me) and said, "Could you help me draw? I don't know how to draw (in my opinion, he's just plain lazy. Hah!)," in a really flirty(?) voice (Jian Zhi don't kill me now; you can mince me, cook me and feed my remains to the dogs just a day before SPM - that'd be heaven-like *dreams*). Pei Gie "rejected" him and he scurried back to his seat sadly. Then, Jia Boh, seated to the left of Pei Gie mimicked Jian Zhi, "Could you help me draw? I don't know how to draw!" in that same flirty(?) voice. Pei Gie looked so confused. I laughed like mad. HAHAHAHA.

Well, still feeling kinda pissed at um, no one in particular (maybe myself) for not getting into 3A. It's my own fault lah, couldn't blame anyone for my mistakes. From what I hear, the teachers there are really good. >=\ Whatever. Oh! And, and, I saw him! My childhood friend! LOL! Nothing special, actually.

Yesterday, Pn. Joharabi (the one with seven children) told us to "bina ayat" using nouns in Malay. "BINA AYAT"? We're already Form 3! I was racking my brains to compose the seventh sentence (seven children; seventh sentence; sheesh!) when he walked past my class. Strange timing. I glanced outside (natural response) while I was thinking hard and looked back at my teacher (as if her face had been scrawled with sentences) when I suddenly realised - that was him?! I whipped my head around. My eyes fixed on him, staring at him in disbelief. He'd grown so tall! He was damn short not so tall (nicer to hear, better to read) when I'd last saw him. Mega weird.

Don't think that way, okay.
He's just a friend.
A really old friend.
Old childhood friend.
Here, lemme spell it out for you :


F - R - I - E - N - D.


Friend. Understand?

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Saturday, January 2, 2010 @ 11:55 PM
Went to Malacca to visit my relatives - not forgetting the famous magical Ah Ma (an inside joke - here)! Ever heard of CTR? It's Crash Team Racing. We played the first edition on our cousins' PS1 there and it's been our tradition since birth. Heeheehee.

crash team racing Pictures, Images and Photos

crash team racing Pictures, Images and Photos

Crash Team Racing poster art Pictures, Images and Photos

After staying overnight, we went home (with Ah Ma's home-made magic sushi).

Just now at 12.34 pm. LOL.

Migraine. Tired. Sleep. Bye.

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Friday, January 1, 2010 @ 9:21 PM
After dropping off my uncle at the bus stop in KL (he's going back to Singapore), we went to Pavillion to watch Avatar in 3D. The theatre was packed with people, man! Even the Caucasians wanted to watch the movie (it's mighty cheaper here than in their own country, I guess). So, sis and I rushed to join different lines (there were seven lines and boy, was it long!).

Dad and bro went to check out the time and remaining seats. OMN, they were selling fast (even at 2-something, people was buying the late-night show). My dad talked to my sis for a while when her line started moving (like, finally!). Being the laid-back one, she stood for a moment instead of stepping forward; my dad quickly "cut" in front of her and said, "Phew! Someone could have cut you."

Watching them from aside (I was in another line next to hers, remember?), I heard the conversation between the couple behind me. "你看,她 (me) 的爸爸很可爱!" the girl whispered to her boyfriend (I wasn't eavesdropping; she was loud). "做么酱讲咧?" the guy asked. "你没有看到他刚才走上前的样子咩?" she asked. "没有。" he answered. Now, this part really made me throw up (although I hadn't had my lunch yet). "哎呀," the guys said, "你每次都称赞别人,又不称赞自己。" Then, the girl replied, "你知道又不称赞我?" The guy defended himself, "我哪有?每次都称赞你的咯!" They started flirting with each other and I zoned out from their (icky) conversation.

When I finally reached the counter (my line was faster than my sister's), the only seats left for all the shows were the front row. My dad said, "Nah," and off we went. Just like that. I was so mad! "I WASTED TWO-AND-A-HALF HOURS FOR NOTHING!" I screamed. Babi betul! Providing I was still having my PMS (goes on for at least two weeks), I kept swearing and cursing (no F words) until my dad stuffed me with food (yay!).

We had lunch in Little Ben and later went somewhere (not to be revealed) then headed home.

I SWEAR I WILL NEVER EVER GO TO PAVILLION EVER AGAIN.

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