Mood: Sleepy and retarded

Hey~lo!

Below is a less than a minute demonstration on how the sheep makes her bed every morning — and after every dreamy naps! ↓

(Laughs)

Step 1: Stretch out like a Star Fish.

Step 2: As you sit up, fold the top blanket down to your thighs.

Step 3: Remove by slipping yourself out of the bed.

And ta~da~!

…

I’m a genius~! 

Having that said, please pardon the poorly constructed words and thoughts!

Life has been rather kind to me as I have zero problems at home and at work in which I am thankful to be spared from unnecessary dramas. However at times I do wish for something dramatic to happen rather than an uneventful life because from happenings, you actually learn and get something out from it. Even a mistake as an outcome is welcomed because an empty result is plain and useless.

For instance you conduct a science experiment with 2 different specimens to observe their reaction to a chemical of the same substance. At the end of the experiment, Subject A reacts to the chemical while Subject B remains as in the initial stage.

Now here, we all will be captivated differently. You may be amazed by the changes in Subject A because of the drastic reconstruction caused by a single chemical. While I on the other hand is fascinated at how Subject B can remain the way it was despite the mixture and stay unaffected.

I guess we can apply this ‘theory’ on people, do you agree?

You will definitely have friends who changes over time as well as some of those who are still the way they are. Be it environment, lifestyle or events that shaped them — there will always be an outcome.

Some of us admire the changes in our friends. From a quiet guy to an extremely bold and outspoken person. We surely take notice of such transformation. Of course it depends on what kind of changes one undergoes; positive or negative.

As above, a timid introvert who begins to speak out his beautiful thoughts is a positive change… Unless he becomes a condescending who insults people then yea, that is a negative whereby you are giving up your good traits to be immoral. In other words, like a fallen angel.

So think about it. Do you know of anyone who had changed drastically and one who is the same old same old individual?

Which attracts you the most?

Do you find that people who don’t transform to be dull and uninteresting?

I give you some time to flash back, okee?

On my side, I do know a few who became different individuals from before in both positive and negative perspective.

I do salute the ones who has changed for the better however, what I think I am attracted to are those who can stay the way they have always been. Especially those who possessed really good traits and values. I think it is amazing how these people can preserve themselves from influences and confusions. No matter what happens, they stay the same and that is what I would say — truly pure hearted.

Gossips and rumours are always breeding among people, in attempt to create enemies and ill thoughts among each other. You may have been a victim to this whereby your friend discourages you from befriending this girl. She tells you how bad that other girl is and always updating you her supposedly misdeeds. You have never actually spoken to that girl but you trust your friend so you took her advice and have vicious thoughts of her.

And when you finally get to know this girl, you realized how much of a good person she is and how things could have been different for both of you if only you were not influenced by your friend.

Derailing from the topic? No. People become different with such influences.

…

Enough about my output. And you — snap out of your flash back and tell me something! (Laughs)

Do you like people who changes? Or one who does not?
What kind of changes do you admire? Which part of ourselves should we preserve?
Do you think you have changed?
Ne? Ne? *pesters*

PS: Sorry for the lack of visual aid. Sheep is using her iPad to blog and am not literate with HTML.

Mood: Dumb

Oisu~o grando minna-san~!

This is Ms Aya who last night ran out of shampoo and thought….. <´•ω•`> ↓

… resorting to dog shampoo was a good idea… ↓

.. in which thankfully — left my hair undamaged and… actually pretty good. (Laughs)

It doesn’t make you smell entirely like a dog and it could easily pass off as any regular shampoo. <^-^>/

No shit! It is better than to accidentally use body wash on your hair!  <≥A≤>/ (is one who can never have body soap on her hair)

Anyway, because my house is really out of shampoo and my mother refuses to use Auwlithe’s shampoo, I had to drag myself out to fetch and then to only return with …. ↓

[ . . . ]

A damn shower cream… 

[ . . . ]

Can someone please pinch my cheeks? <-____->lll

That said — Another round of dog shampoo, anyone? 

Mood: Blushing!

If you read my biodata, you will know that red is one of my favorite colors. 

I like the shade of crimson on many things be it clothes, books, ribbons… and bodies. (Grins)

It is a very pretty and beautiful color that makes a strong and bold statement.

However — I really wish upon a merciful star that my skin redness can just go away! <´•__•`>

As some of you may know by now (from my previous entries or personal encounter with sheep), I tend to blush very easily and it isn’t the kind of blush which one may consider as ‘cute’ and such a darling.

My blushes flare up like some drunkard intoxicated redneck with skin diseases and about to burst into flames.

I hope this hideous and exaggerating description of mine is one of my many bias and self-depreciating perceptions however I fear.. that most people are actually seeing me as unsightly as I see myself to be.

Now.. sheep needs no alcohol or any other adrenaline consumption to burn up — It just happens. Whether I am talking to a guy OR girl, family members and even to my dog. You may say my body betrays my mind in the sense that I could be thinking of something embarrassing and my redness somehow reveals my thoughts. (Strange thing is I still blush to anyone or anything even when I have no affection for that person/object. What the jellybeans, nay???)

Also sometimes I am shy or just got back from under the sun hence the blushes.

But it’s really getting out of hand! 

The worst part is when I blush, people have the tendency to point out and ask (whatever the firetruck for..) and it throws me into a panic state which increases the redness!

As mentioned before, it’s like a peninsular surfacing my face! (Cries)

This has been an ongoing issue — most problematic and uncontrollable issue with no solution. 

Since when?

Back in school!

I am always breaking away from communication with people just to cool down and regain my composure. It’s really sucky and that makes me admire people who can keep their cool and never change their colors at all!

Anyway…

Sheep has tried googling for a solution but to no avail. All I have gotten are sites speaking in Scientific terms as though I am having herpes plus ending with a ‘deal-with-it’ attitude.

I guess — I should be like an ostrich; dig a hole and hide my head beneath the ground whenever I feel the heat. <u__u>

(Sigh) Do any of you have the same problem or at one stage feel — THE SHAME OF BLUSHING?

Blushing in shame is one thing but this — is the shame OF blushing…

How can one overcome and seal our redness? (Cries)

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PS: Sheep is supposed to write a review on her Samsung Galaxy SII, no? Well I think it’s long over due and you fellas must have lost interest in it. So forget about it and let’s move on, ok? Should you have any questions regarding the phone and apps, you may still ask sheep though. I — am your friendly customer service. <^-^>/ (Smiles)

Mood: Annoyed

Hay everyone!

An entry here just to relief myself of this matter regarding people and their mobile phones.

For LITE.FM listeners, you may have heard a message (from Zack, if not mistaken) about how people are so glued to their phones that they no longer pay attention to an actual person across them?

Even if you have not heard of this message, I am sure you are well aware about how most people are so obsessed with their phones, texting away and leaving for their partner or family staring obliviously at the floor.

We see this happening everywhere, young and old — in malls, cafes, restaurants, while lining up to buy things and even at home, you may be talking to your sibling about something cool to later find you were exuding to the wall for this entire time. So yes, mobile phones are stealing attention from our loved ones.

That said, clearly we find this manner to be bad and rude correct? And that people should look up and realize how much we have sank in to our little high-tech brick; lost in Facebook, Twitter and Whatsapp.

Well I used to think it is wrong of us to be engrossed with our phones to the point of neglecting genuine communication with real people and I stood by the principle of keeping my phone out of reach when hanging out with others.

Until… One day I found a reason to justify playing with phones regardless of how the other feels. I think I found out why do people bury their heads into their phones.

It’s simple: Your friend SUCKS. Your partner SUCKS. Your mum SUCKS.

All they ever talk about is how they are treated unfairly, why the other table who came later got their food first, how annoyed they are about their friends and family, why is the weather so hot (or wet), how much the food stinks and the list of whines and complaints goes on — endlessly!

If you are one to enjoy negative conversation and bitching, then this is pleasing to your ears.

However for me and some of you, it’s a bloody pain to the ears especially since this kind of conversation — rephrase: one-sided conversation is unhealthy and tends to loop.

I know most of us are too coward to tell our noisy friend to stfu therefore what are we to do?

Either we set our minds offline and nod ourselves silly to their every word, counter them with positiveness (which is like an attempt to kill Nemesis with a butter knife ) or simply — have yourself occupied with your phone.

Because reading books isn’t enough to shield you from your lousy friend who doesn’t seem to know when to quit yakking and drink some water already.

All this having said — I so get it why do some people meddle with their phones and refuse to interact in person. It’s all because of the other’s self-absorb, ever self praising and loads of complaints are just major turn offs.

The thing is — those people don’t get it when you try and tell them about their attitude and how their negativity psychos you. Their skull is too thick and covered with layers of ‘me, me, me and me’ hence we just give up and sort entertainment and relaxation elsewhere i.e our phones.

Now as much as I have stated above, I do think for certain cases some people are seriously nuts with their phones that sometimes the opposites are not to be blamed. That is obviously, bad manners and rude.

But otherwise, do think why you’re more interested in your phone — or why your friend is more interested in hers.

Obviously, there is something going on but neither one of you can fess up.

[ . . . ]

Time to nap and relinquish the voices of nags and whines from my head now.

Perhaps next time I should be bold enough to wear a headphone and blast away some Tokio Hotel songs when facing people who is born a mouth entirely.

Mood: Madness

Lightning zapped modem and had to configure the new modem.

I think I have mentioned before how much of an idiot I am when it comes to troubleshooting right?

Well it drove me nuts… ↓

[ was spinning rapidly at the beginning but slowed down when uncle recorded]

After much effort and patience, my Internet is back on~!

Hell yeah!

Take that! 

[ . . . ]

Sheep is being lame yo ne? <-___->lll

Mood: Dumb-dumb

Good day, everyone~♥!

This is your retarded sheep, Ms Aya who has not been reporting to you faithfully.  <´•ω•`>↓

( ↑ Can one consider the above as double eyelids OR one and a half? Mmm… ) 

First and foremost, I wish everyone a very happy and glorious new year. Another year means a mere repetition of the previous years’ festival and celebrations. Well anyway, nothing so great happened during my long absence from PaperDiaries.

Just to let you know currently I am using Samsung Galaxy SII~. ↓

However should you have any questions about using a Blackberry Bold 9780, Samsung Star and Ice-cream phone — I suppose I can still provide you some answers therefore, feel free to ask away. <^_^>/

So regarding my review on the Samsung Galaxy SII, please give me another 2 weeks (or more) to post it because I am still very noobish with the phone.

For now, I can spare a few comments though.

Plus Side:

1. Lots of cool and free apps on the Google Market.
2. For users who wishes to type Japanese characters with their phone — SII gives you the pleasure of doing so.
3. 2 cameras – Primary 8 megapixels (back of the phone) and Secondary 2 megapixels (Front).
4. Customize-friendly themes
5. Fun-to-use phone.

Down Side:

1. The apps has the tendency to run on their own in the background resulting battery drainage.
2. Can be quite difficult to type and need a lot of practice.
3. Lousy camera quality — Looks rich and vibrant on your phone screen but otherwise when transferred to computers.
4. Managing and moving files is troublesome. It’s much easier to manage when plugging into your PC.
5. The phone has to be switched on at all times if you want your alarm clock to ring.

There you have it, 10 things to point out about the Samsung Galaxy SII.

Sheep shall go into detail and share some info on certain apps as said — hopefully 2 weeks from now.

Moving on…

Here is a rather spur of the moment decision I made in the beginning of January~ ↓

Permanent tattoo~! <´v`>/~~

I have been playing with the idea of getting a permanent tattoo since high school but never gotten serious about it. Until some time ago when I thought of drawing a character with some magical inscription on her feet that enables her to walk along the sky — only then I thought about tattoos.

The tattoo artist helped me with the design since I couldn’t really design on my own. I chose to put my star sign (a proud Gemini) and the sun and moon to symbolize a balance of masculinity and feminism. Despite that I rather have wind as my symbol for it represents Geminis accurately, it would be hard to fathom the shape at a glance.

Anyway… So how does it feel like to have your skin tattooed?

Well it feels like a vibrating blade drawing on your skin. No heat felt, just cutting into your skin. 

They say the pain is measured by which part of your body and how many needles are used. For solid parts such as feet, the pain is mere and bearable. As for the fleshy parts.. (Laughs)

I’d say — The pain is bearable. The thing that kills would be the itch. 

Yes.. The itchiness is unbearable in my opinion, especially since you are not allowed to scratch or rub for at least 3 weeks. 

You see.. that is exactly what is slowing me from finishing this blog entry. I am struggling to type with one hand because the other is smacking the itchiness away. 

Oh goodness I feel like a damn masochist enjoying the beatings inflicted on my foot. (Laughs) 

Damn it!

Sheep shall write more to you guys in the comments section IF you all do stop by. 

[ . . . ]

*smacks smacks smacks* 

Mood: Bored!

Good morning, everyone~!

This is Ms Aya who is wishing to juggle 2 jobs!

I think it’s cool to hold down 2 jobs at the same time. Double the experience and double the income!

However having a second job is out of the question at the moment because I have already signed a contract with my current work place and they strictly disallow ‘traitors’. <;__;> (Tears)

Unless I secretly take up another job and to make sure my cover does not get blown; perhaps working as a mascot is the safest? ↓

[Source]

A&W bear!

(Laughs nervously)

Working in a huge ass and itchy costume is definitely not one’s dream job however I think it’s a fun thing to do — for a short period of time of course. <^-^>

I want to experience working as a mascot for kicks and giggles and yes, I am quite serious about this! XD

Besides my colleagues won’t recognize me in the suit therefore it’s safe and totally out of the radar kind of job. <^v^>/

I have not thought of which mascot to try out yet. Perhaps working in a theme park would be fun. ↓

[Source]

Sunway Lagoon’s Blue bird ↑

(Laughs)

Then again Sunway Lagoon is in KL… Too far! <≥A≤>/

Anyway, I’m planning to take up some odd jobs in KL once my current contract expires — that is in 2013. <´•__•`>

Mascot is one of them and the other is … ↓

[Source]

.. to work as a waitress in a Maid Cafe~~♥! <^v^>/

(Laughs)

Well… I will blog more on this next time because — I’m at work now and people won’t leave me alone! <TAT> (Tears)

De wa.. <.__.>

Question: Have any of you worked as a mascot or at a maid cafe? Please do share your experience! Is it fun or a “Hell NAW! That job sucks!?”

Mood: Raging like a Gyarados!

Look at this damage, man! <`A´>/ ↓

I did not crash the car with my amateur skills.

Story short:

Mother drove our car (alone) and some dumb ass motorcyclist persisted in speeding forth despite that she has signaled to move in the right lane.

Mum stopped the car to let him go and of course the fucker went ahead but somehow he lost his balance and skidded his bike.

Bastard not happy; Gestured my mother to get out of the car but she refused judging from his violent action and he then proceeded to smashing our windscreen with his helmet.

Not sure if the other motorcyclists were in the same gang but anyway, they committed the same act by vandalizing our car by kicking and hitting the sides. 

[ . . . ]

And the fucker who is in need of serious anger management had the cheek to take a picture of my mother in the car. 

[ . . . ]

Nobody helped my mother. 

[ . . . ]

Although my mother has already made a police report and the inspector is on the case…

I hope…

I really hope… 

These uneducated and uncultured assholes will get multiple cuts in their throats each time they eat as though they are choking on glasses and metals. 

In addition each time they drink, may they sip the awful taste of sweaty prisoner’s balls down their throat! 

イライラス

If given a chance to put a curse on such shitass load of motherfucking cock and shit people —  What torment would you suggest?

Because I don’t think swallowing glass and tasting sweaty bawls is good enough. 

Let’s be genuine sadist, people!

*has pleasure in hurting bad people* 

Mood: Disturbed

Ever since I begun driving, I sort of grew an interest in cars — well… only 2 models has caught my eyes; mini cooper and 3 door Suzuki mini jeep (Vitara).

At the moment I cannot afford to buy a car. Perhaps even in time to come, I may only afford a second hand car.

So whenever I drive out, I catch myself browsing through the Second-Hand-Cars For Sale workshop and wonder how much my dream car costs.

A Mini Cooper is beyond my earning capabilities but a Suzuki Vitara is much more a far fetch because the model is old and harder to find. Unless I jacked one however the chances of it being a manual is high and that sucks!

(Sighs) There’s this place that has many Suzuki Vitaras and Mini Coopers on display — But I found out that the place was not a workshop selling cars but a damn supermarket parking lot. <-__->lll

Dang it!

… Do you find yourself being stupid… sometimes? <-__->