Digi iPhone 4 Me
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I went out to greet Dad,
I heard his day was pretty bad.
I was going to ask him if everything was fine,
but he handed me a box and said it was mine.

I curiously looked at it,
And almost had a crazy fit.
I recognized the packaging in an instant,
For I had seen it many times before, though it was always distant.

iPhone 4, it said on the side.
I gave a huge smile even the box couldn't hide.
I then screamed and jumped and made a fool of myself
I took with me all the electronics, while the box remained forgotten on a shelf.

I proceeded to explore my new piece of treasure,
Its fast app switching making everything such a wonder .
I silently thanked the power of the universe;
Its multitasker-friendly program was simply diverse.

All too suddenly, I heard voices far away
I opened my eyes and found that I lay
On my back in bed, and it was just an ordinary day.

When I realized it was all just something I had dreamed,
My heart shattered into a million pieces, so it seemed.
While I could still feel the nonexistent iPhone in my hand,
I was too depressed to even stand.

I finally managed to get up off the bed,
And shake the glorious image out of my head.
I turned on my computer to blog about my tragic state,
And came across this email from Nuffnang that could change the course of my fate.

It told me how to make my dream come true,
If my dream-self got an iPhone, my real-self should get one too.
I sat down to think, on the floor,
But all that my brain could say was;

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 3:05 AM

Lost, not yet found
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Typical of me to leave my blog untended to for so long.
Typical of me to only turn to it when times seem to be going downhill.

But honestly, who wants to read about me, say, living a perfect life? With the perfect friends and the perfect ONE and the perfect college life and the perfect contents of a perfect wallet?

Hah. You want to see me crash and burn, don't deny it. Whether to make yourself feel better, or so you can relate is besides the point.

August seems to be a bad month for me, just like how July was a bad month for Kim.

I mean, you just KNOW the month is going to be bad when you have been raped. I'll leave you to your wild imaginations with that one.

Meanwhile, I guess August is when friends decide to explore deeper into your privacy and twist it around their fingers. They want to control that, too. Well, for me at least.
August is also the month to realize that you haven't actually communicated with your boyfriend for about three months. Well, for me at least.
'Tis the season to be barred from college because you can't afford to pay for education.
'Tis the time to realize that not many people will miss you if you're gone.
'Tis the period to discover that these same people will take you for granted, every, chance, they get.
Well, for me at least.

Above all, it's the best, most perfect time of the year to have panic attacks. All the goddamn time. Random bursts of paranoia. Sleepless nights because you're afraid to die.
Maybe you should try this one.

The void is growing
At a steady pace
Without me knowing
It'll conquer this race.

I only want what I need
Their advice I took heed
But on my mind it started to feed
And my soul it made bleed.

Myself I lost
To the deadly frost
Terrified I grew
For nothing I knew.

Alone in the dark
I search for a spark
But nothing I find
They've left me behind.

It attacks my weakest
When I'm feeling my meekest
I can't run nor hide
This I'm forced to abide.

I look for me in you
I scout around for a clue
Tell me that there is a point
Give me substance to anoint.

With my mind my only guide
I leave behind everything to confide
I take two steps toward the light
And walk on until it feels right.


I need God.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 5:07 AM

Fashion+media=your next wildfire virus.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Honest opinion be expressed, the world of Fashion is an oxymoron. In the studies of fashion, we are taught to embrace the varieties of forms, colours and sizes. There is no "She's too big- she's too small"... she just is. But take that onto the real, functioning runway, and you and I would be facing a dilemma.
People of this society don't want to see women with a little extra flesh, simply because we are made to think that it is unpleasant. We have somewhat grown into the idea that that people (especially women) need to fit into a stereotyped mold, or she is not worth as much attention.
Being skinny is neither good nor bad, it is just a physical state of being. Same goes with being fat. I bet you cringed at that word. The word "fat" has been used as an insult for far too long, and has evolved into something rather taboo and distasteful.
I solely blame the media for such widespread diseases, because while fashion is the most influential phenomenon known to the current era, in this case, fashion is just that - a tool. That is what the media does, it identifies a mode of propaganda and proceeds to brainwash you and tell you how things should be. They set vulgar molds like prisons and every living creature has to fit into their respective cells. Why do we let square-minded people tell us what to do? I find it simply degrading to have to succumb to the lifestyles of those who obviously live in their own little deluded worlds. The last time I checked, the media wasn't the one answering my prayers, it was God, and as far as I'm concerned, God's going to love you even if you broke the weighing scale. So I say get out of the box and see the world for what it actually is.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 9:07 PM

I'm not lying when I seem strong,
I'm not lying when I do something wrong,
I'm not lying when I don't know how to choose,
I'm not lying when I get confused.

I have my moments,
When I break.
Of these things I don't know what to make.
I lose my mind.
Some answers I just cannot find.

Now I stand,
Alone facing a forked road.
By my side, there is no friend.
My feelings serve as nothing but heavy load.

I must make a choice,
(Why must I?)
I'm looking for a voice,
(But I've closed my third eye)
But all I hear is noise,
(They're all telling a lie)

I want you, (you know what I need)
But I need you (you're too far away)
I like you, (you may be here to stay)
But I love you. (for you, I'll bleed).
Suck on my brain
It's what you're good for.
Don't refrain
Draw in more and more.

Like a disease,
Makes me deteriorate.
I'm never at ease,
My heart cannot accommodate.

You make me sick
I can't numb the pain.
But only for you Frick,
I'd do it all over again.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 6:51 PM

I'm A Standout In Life
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
BEEEEEEEEEEEEECAUSE, seriously, this is funny.

Hui Lyn and I rock your socks off.

Thingamagik Tribune- Headlines

16th May 2009, Amcorp Mall (and other places)- A girl and......another girl (I think it was a girl, could've been a boy, zomg I don't know don't pressure me) were spotted at Amcorp Mall's taxi stand, waving at random strangers.

It started off like this:

Hui Lyn- Dei where the f*** is Farah UGH, hey! Helloo!! Is that her? No? Nevermind wave only!

Shannya- Who the hell are you waving at?

Hui Lyn- Haha no one, simply wave only.

Shannya- Oh haha, weyh, I dare you to wave at everyone and anyone, for a solid minute. No stopping. I teman you haha.

Shannya and Hui Lyn proceeded to wave at everyone, and cause quite a few people to be confused out of their pants.

After deciding that they would go ahead and take the risk of causing an accident, they started saying "hello" along with the waving.

They travelled from Amcorp to Taman Jaya LRT Station, still waving. They got onto the train and kept waving. They spread contagious laughter all around the train. Upon reaching KL Central (by now Farah had decided to join them) they had to mellow down, for "it isn't a safe place", an inside source told us. After a while, though, they resumed their waving at busses and taxis, ignoring at the fact that some people were staring like they were weirdos.

When they finally stopped (only due to the fact that Hui Lyn had to go for some function), Shannya did a quick recollection, and came to the conclusion that they had waved to at LEAST 200 people, and statistics show that 60% of the people waved back.

They had managed to brighten up the day of around 120 people.
Standout enough?
Definitely inspiring.

A truly remarkable story, reported by me, Shannya, and I am most definitely a standout in life.

P/S: Pictures will be up if I manage to borrow a memory card reader, though I doubt you need to see them. :)

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 1:15 PM

The Secret
Thursday, April 02, 2009
It is Forbidden.
Like the City.
Like the Journey.
Like the wire connecting our hearts.

And as I listen, I watch your hands that shield these two worlds.

They travel in the trail I've longed for them to travel.

I look into your eyes. Your smiling eyes form a mirror for the sun.
I touch your velvet canvas, I feel every inch of it.
Every slope is a different journey... every crease is a new sensation.

I'm close enough to feel your breath on me.
Then I feel the elements of your pleasure, your destruction, your knowledge.
I close my eyes, and I see more than I've ever seen.

The electric feel courses through my tunnels, trespasses my shield, and the clouds become electric.

You taste like the sweetest sugar, the most effective drug.
You are my favourite chocolate.

Wanting you is like wanting everything I need, and everything I need is enough.
It is in these moments that I truly know of the epitome of perfection.

Every note that escapes you is music in itself.
Every pulse given off by your "organ that pumps blood" is assurance that there is another reality. And reality doesn't always have to be tragic.

I become lost in you, and I don't want to be found.

In this moment, nothing is hidden.
But everything is forbidden.

But only in this world.
Because you'd do whatever you want, in MY world.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 12:40 AM

I'm a Musicon Celebrity thanks to Maxis Broadband
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Honestly, have you ever thought you were born to be famous?

Like.. a famous celebrity, or something...

I just want to be able to live like one.
You know, money is NEVER an issue.

You to your accountant: Sorry, what? We just lost 250,000 dollars? Awww, damn, and I SO wanted to go on that shopping spree.....

Hello lah, now if I were to lose even RM10, I'd feel like bawling my eyes out.
Do you KNOW how much I can do with ten bucks???

And the CLOTHES they get.
Honestly, wouldn't it be nice to have TOP NOTCH fashion designers clambering to dress you up?

Eh but please, one day I'll be that fashion designer.
"What are you wearing?"
"Oh as you can see from the very uniquely personal embellishment, it's Shannya."

And I'd get to ride in those Limos... White. My Limo will be WHITE.
I dig white cars and gadgets...
I'd obviously have all the gadgets in the world MUAHA.

Yahyah! I can ride my Limos and flash my sexy gadgets to the people at the parties I'll get invited to!
Like the one at Maison held by Nuffnang.
The totallyawesomepossum one lah. The Nuffnang Music Bash '09.
Yeah. Like those. Where you need an INVITE. And party-crashers go to JAIL.


But one thing lah: I H-A-T-E paparazzi jerks.
Oh but nevermind. Since I'm so damn rich, I'll hire aliens to abduct them.
Or a team of ninjas to whoop their asses.

Yeah.. an entourage of Ninjas.

That's a nice celebrity name, don't you think?
Oh please, you're just being sour.
Of course it is.

Yeah I think I'm born to be famous lah.
I'm such a Diva now anyway.
No I'm serious, you should see me Diva-ing.
I can get really spoilt and demanding.
I tend to just claim that it's called "determination".
So stick with the program, okay?

So now I'm being "determined" (Diva-demanding) to go to Nuffnang's Music Bash '09.

It's about time I got my butt outdoors anyway.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 9:01 AM

Ass Pee Am
Saturday, March 14, 2009

I managed to scrape in 5A's.


I'm pretty content about it.

Don't want to talk much about my other subjects though... :(
2 other credits, and we shall not talk about the others. HEH.

The A's totally matter.

But SPM doesn't really matter anymore anyway.

Well, seriously, that's all I've got for you, I'm sorry, I'm just extremely exhausted because I now have a 10-day, 12-hour job (today's the 4th day).

Not funny.
It is COMPLETELY depressing.
Don't want to talk about that either, so till next time, TA!

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 10:03 PM

Tagged on Facebook, Now my Blog... XD Tagged by Nikole Jayne
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs. Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

Tengku Sheril
Soorah Hassan
Joanna Nithiya
Jian Hao

01. What have you been doing recently?
Having Stupid damned panic attacks, no not funny.

02. Do you ever turn your cellphone off?
Not even if I'm asked to.

03. What had happened at 10.00 am today?
Was talking to Syam and omg thanks for reminding me, I forgot he called!

04. When did you last cry?
A few days ago: Army wives. Trevor said something Ryan always says.

05. Believe in fate/destiny?
I believe you make your own.

06. What do you want in your life right now?
Unconditional love from everyone so they ALL will still love me even if I got SHIT on my SPM slip. (touchwood)

07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?
Umbrella, although I don't like walking in the rain much.

08.What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?
My radio (yeah it's on my bed).

09. What bottom are you wearing now?

10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?
Waaaaaay back: "I love you too baby".

11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?
I try not to, seriously. I really do, because women just demand too much from men, and I don't want to do that.

12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?

13. What was the last movie you caught?
Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun-Li. We laughed so damned much. Not because it was funny, but because it was so boring that Sarah had all the time for her little jokes. HHHAHA

14. What are you proud of?
Sexy. I really really am proud of her.

15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says?
From Reuben: "Shannya cope copy? Earth to Shannya?" HAHA how cute.

16. What was the last song you sang out loud?
Fake It- Seether.

17. Do you have any nicknames?
Banana, Mango, Shan, Shanshan, Medusa.

18. What does your last received text message say?
"Tmrw only you know".

19. What time did you go to bed last night?
3 am.

20. Are you currently happy?

21. Who gives you best advice?
Er..I...Don't know when's the last time I've asked for any.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?
Anyone who says "no" must have had a deprived childhood.

23.Who did you talk to on phone last night?.
No one.

24. Is anyone bugging you right now?

25.What/ Who was the last thing/ person to make you laugh?
Sexy. :D

26. Do you wear toe socks?
Oh I wish I had a pair! They're so cute!

27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?

28.Have you ever had your heartbroken?
YES. Ohmygod, YES.

29. What annoys you most in a person?

30. Do you have a crush on anyone?
Ohmygod,YES. XD XD

31. Have you ever done cocaine?
One day lah.

32. What is the colour of your room?

33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?
Sell my soul to eternal damnation for a billion dollars? Not in your wildest dreams. My soul aint worth your money. Keep it and buy some lollipops. Go.

34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap?
Not entirely. Not ALL talk is cheap. Literally AND metaphorically.

35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?

36. Who was the last person to hug you?
My mum.

37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?

38. Do you have a life?
Yes, do you?

39. Have you ever thought someone died, when they really didn't die?
For about 5 minutes, it did cross my mind.

40. What is the reason behind your profile song?
What bloody profile song?

41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?

42. Last time you smiled?
I still am.

43. Have you changed this year?

44. What are you listening right now?
My imagination.

45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this?
Oh yes... Sexy take me.

46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?

47. Is there a quote you live by?
"You're never too young to teach, never too old to learn"

48. Do you want someone you cannot have?

49. Have you ever played an instrument?
I still play it: The Piano.

50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?
Calling.. for...

51. What were you doing last night at 11 pm?
Watching "Trust a Man".

52. Are you happy with your love life right now?
Yes. But I would be happier if..........

53. What song best describe your love life?
Amber- 311 (that's our song).

54. Does the person know that you like him/her?
Yes lah.. I don't bother hiding these things (well not anymore anyway).

55. Who always makes you laugh?
Baby! MY BABYYY! And Shevani. She never fails to give me a good workout with laughing.

56. Do you speak other language other than English?
Bahasa, a tiny bit of Tamil, which I don't do so well, and some broken French XD XD.

57. Favourite website(s)?
Facebook, Youtube, Blogger, Blogskins.

58. What's your middle name?
I have 2- Preeya Vijayarengam.

59. What are you doing tomorrow?

60. What do you think you are like?
I can never have too much cheese, Nik. I'm like...Chocolate. Initially hard but I melt with your touch :).

61. Who will you choose to die with?
I wouldn't want anyone to die with me dude.

62. Where have you been today?
My mum's place, Sec. 11.

63. What game do you play often?

64. Who are you missing right now?
Baby, Sexy, Him.

65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose?
The Friends I Love.

66. What are you doing right now?
Being amazed that SO much time has gone by, yet I'm only at #66.

67. Which primary school are you from?
Sekolah Sri Petaling.

68. Name 3 colours that you like.
Yellow, Very Pale Pink, Turquoise

69. What emotion do you like to show?
Love, happiness, sometimes a little anger.

70. What is your life to you?
My game.

71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?
Talk. Ponder.

72 Who did you last chat with on MSN today?

73. Who do you admire most?

74. Which month are you born in?

75. How are you feeling right now?
HO ME GAD! Let's not go there.

76. What is the time now?
02:26 am.

77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?

78. What colour did you use to dye your hair?

79. Why are you doing this questionnaire?
Because Nik tagged me. I can't ignore a tag from her :)

80. What do you do when you're moody?
Mope, or throw eggs.

81. At which age you wish to get married?

82. Who is more important to you?
Exactly. Who from who?

83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?
Tell every single person I love that I love them, make out with some of my fantasy-people, travel to 5 differen countries, and probably die mid-way.

84. Who is the person you trust the most?
Ryan. Really, I trust him with my life. Apart from that, myself.

85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?
If it's there and I happen to see it. What the hell's to believe or not?

86. If you could have a dream come true, what would it be?
Having the best life I can have.

87. What is your goal for this year?
Get Rich or Die Trying.

88. Do you believe in love for all eternity?
Yes, actually I do.

89. What feeling do you love most?
Passion. Burning Passion.

90. Do you really think there's global warming now?

91. What feeling do you hate the most?
Guilt. I can't bear it.

92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?

93. Do you believe in God?

94. Who cares for you most?
I do.

95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
Love. Plain ol' Love.

96. What will you bring when you fight?
Intelligence. I don't like getting physically-abusive.

97. What have you done that you regretted doing in your whole life?
Nothing. Life is nothing when you regret shit.

98. What would you feel if everyone no longer cares for you?
Thoroughly depressed.

99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?
I'd dump his/her sorry ass and go find one worthy of me.

100. How do you feel now?
HAHHAA. I feel.. I'm feeling alott shit.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 1:45 AM

Another One Up
Monday, March 09, 2009
Okay, so Jake was right.
After all that editing I did to the previous blogskin, I grew tired of it.
And here's the new one.
And if I change this too, I'm sure it'll be a simpler one, because it looks like that's where I'm headed.

Damnit, I've had enough of HTML codes for today.
And I'm not even done.
Do you see this gay ass "your title meh meh" on my header?

What. In. The. Hell. Is. That.

Vadever (that's Tamil for whatever, you noob).

I wrote a LONG, NONSENSICAL, RANDOM letter to Ryan last night...
And I just want to post it already..
Yeah we can email and all that, but there's nothing like handwriting something to someone 32857439856 miles away, you know?

And if he writes back.... mmmmm *giggles*........

WHAT LAH. Never seen me like this before issit?
Yeah too bad. You don't know me then hmph.
I'm always like this.
No. I'm serious.

You know whattheflower?
Jake should get one of em bloody Oscars.

The day before yesterday, I was telling Jake about watching Street Fighter and how bloody lame it was.
And then I said "For some reason they had a frikkin Heroes scene in there where her Master does some magic healing shit. Was so damned Hayden Panettiere."
And well haha I guess he REALLLLY likes Miss Cheerleader, he get's uber defensive and all.
So I'm just like... I didn't insult Hayden or anything, I was insulting Kirsten Kreuk.
Vadever la some argument broke out and he just left.
Like. Left. At the EXACT moment I said "Grr. Sorry Jake".
So I was like "Okayyyyy someone's mad."
Then the next day I saw him on and said hi, but he didnt say anything, even after my hundreds of sorries.
So today I do the whole "Why are you mad? At least talk" thing.
And he's just like.. "Yeah. Ah huh."
Then later on he tells me he was frikkin JOKING.

I was. Just. So. Damned. Ugh.

THEN, oh THENNN. Renuka deicdes to just casually say in passing that Sexy Vocalist is LEAVING.
To MANCHESTER. (Wtf is with ppl and Manchester these days anyway?)
I got all panicky.
THEN, oh THEN she goes like "Eh, just for a month lah. For work. He always goes lah madam."

EYER... is all this NECESSARY?
Simply fooling around with my fragile heart RIGHT.

I sound so. Juvy.

Let's just blame the hormones and such.
Convenient excuse, as always.

Oh oh, and also, I'm in total zombie mode right now. I almost blacked out just now.
That's why. Yeahh THAT'S why my post seems so damned unsubstancial.

Yeah.. just keeeeeep looking for excuses.
But hey, this is MY blog.
And it's MY right to talk crap if I want to.


Thank you for understanding.
Er. Morning.
Er. Vadever. Time doesn't matter anyway (another one of em excuses XD).

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 1:18 AM

Sunshine When It's Raining
Saturday, March 07, 2009
I know for a fact that today, I'm going to feel good, no matter what happens.

Here's why.

I woke up to a phone call from Ryan.
I mean..hearing his voice the FIRST thing in the morning is...well you can't beat that.

And after so long, we actually got to have a full hour without getting cut off and all that bullcrap.

He was happy about that.
I was even happier.

It has been 9 months and 9 days..
HAHA. A couple of people have said "OMG you coulda had a baby in that time!"
I find that rather amusing.

I forgot that I hadn't told Nish and Sarah that we were official.
I mean, at the time I told them about us having a "thing", I kind of didn't know we were official.
Well. So yeah.
Sarah asked me yesterday "So how's your white dude?"
And I said "Ryan. He's good, we're good. The 26th of last month was our 9 month-anni."
And Nish and her just decided to get real mad and.. they sorta merajuked for five solid minutes or so.

As bad as I felt for not telling them, I was uber touched that they felt like that...It was so damned cute.
Like. They literally crossed their arms and got mad.
How adorable. Teehee.

Well anyway. It's sort of an open relationship now, so...I am not one 100% taken.

I like it that way. For now :)
I told Renuka that she should feel absolutely free to throw my wedding cake into my face if she attends my wedding and it doesn't say "Shannya wed Ryan".


Makes you think so unnecessarily far ahead.
But that's part of the fun of it, I suppose.

I like flings too.
There are no strings attached.
I like having both.

And I'm glad I'm lucky enough to have what I like :)

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 4:31 PM

Good Quarrels, Productive Arguments
ATTENTION: The following post was not written to;

-convince parents to go easier on their kids
-make youths think that they have a right to act as they please and get away with it

It was written however, in the hopes that it will shed some light on certain things, and there will be a decrease in the number of High Blood Pressure patients......and also I'm just blogging about my opinions.

Okay. So here it is.

I honestly think that quarrels between youths and their parents are good.

No I'm not off my rocker, and I haven't lost any marbles.

I think youths quarreling/arguing with their parents is not only good, but it's a necessity.
I think so, because..well, it helps build character.
They start forming opinions, and it's a process of self-discovery.

Parents, it is GOOD NEWS when your child argues with you.
Well, at least you know your child's got a promising future because he/she has got strong opinions and ideas. And if he/she argues well, a promising future as a lawyer, perhaps? :)

Well, my point is, it should be looked at in a positive way.
Not "Oh you're so impossible, you're rude, you're <> and you're <> ", you know?
Don't get me wrong, fight back, because we need it. If you're gonna succumb to our nonsense then who are we to hone our skills with?
Because at the end of the day, isn't everything a learning process for everyone?

Having said all that, though, here's another thought.
When these arguments and quarrels happen...inevitably, a wall is put up..
There is a barrier between both parties.
Yeah it's hurtful, bla bla.
But really...I think in the long run, that's a good thing.
Because I actually think it helps parents sort of... let go of their children. You get where I'm getting at?
No matter how much you deny it, the time WILL come for you to let go of your children.
Its all part of life, isn't it.
This is just nature's way of teaching both parent and child that there will come a time to let go, and you need some sort of practice before you actually do it.

I'm not saying it's natures only way. I'm saying it is ONE of nature's ways.
Not everyone would need such things to prepare them for what's coming.
Just like how not everyone needs sex to feel complete.

I just think that people should start looking at the bigger picture more often instead of complaining so much that their healths are affected.


My brain's a little tired from all the thinking haha, so I'm just gonna go, argue with my dad for a bit, then head off to bed.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 3:37 AM

Mood swings, maybe. Sense, definitely
Just hear me out for a second (or 39875), okay...but seriously...

What do you call a transvestite who digs women?

What, so you're a man, you decide "Oh look at this thing. I don't like it.. sorta resembles a snake ooh how creepy lets chop it off and grow watermelons on my chest.." yeah so you do that yeah, and then you say "oh wait haha BUT, I like girls".

So.. do I call you gay or straight?
Because...In reality, you're a man, well, you were born one. Plastic surgery is just a swanky term for "physical lie", so.. you're a man, plus and minus a few things..so you'd be straight to dig women...
But mentally, you're a female.. this is when "you are what you want people to perceive you to be", so here you are, being "female", and you dig women. So... you're lesbian now?


Will someone just tell me already?

I'm sorry if anyone finds this post disrespectful, shallow, and other bad things, I won't deny it, because hey, you're entitled to your own opinion as I am mine. But I just want to know.
It is confusing. And rather hard to keep up with (excuse me for wanting to keep up with the society I am part of?).

And you know what, people?
Listen to me.
If you are GAY, then just. bloody. SAY IT.
Don't be beating behind the bush (plants or hair) and claiming you're not.
THAT, is just bringing hypocrisy to a whole new level, it is just disrespectful.

You LIE to yourself and the world, because you fear people judging you and saying bad things about you? WELL HERE'S NEWSFLASH FOR YOU: We ALL have to deal with that shit.

And honestly, would you rather them call you "faggot" or "pussy"?
Personally, I'd prefer "faggot" any day, because it just goes to show that these people know not of the RESPECTABLE term "gay".
But "pussy" is just..a word by itself.. Seriously.. "coward" may come close, but "pussy" explains it better.
Go figure.

Done with that one. But here's another.

I have personally come across people telling me to live for myself and not others way too many times.

Really. "Live for yourself, because at the end of the day, God's judgments are what matters".
Well REALLY NOW. Which is why God decided to make a world-full of us, and THEN said, "love thy neighbour like thy self".
Yes. I agree with you.
No. Go slap yourself a thousand times and make your daily mantra: "I shall not preach nonsense".

You live to impress people, you live to do things worthy of praise. You live to please more than yourself, AND THAT'S JUST THE FUCKING WAY IT IS, ALRIGHT?

Don't be coming to me and giving me this "what people think don't matter" shit, because if it was so, we all would just dig holes, curl up in there, wait till we die and call that Life.

Oh come off it, for God's sake (and mankind's).

Is that like, some sort of comfort-excuse?
Like.. "I'm a downright vaginahead, but I will just tell myself that what people think of me don't matter, so then I can continue being this awful thing, and it will be okay!"

Yeah hello, and God's gonna judge you based on how well you pour OJ into a glass in the mornings, right?

Think about it. Seriously.

And if my words have failed to make you think that humans have as much right to judge as God does, whatever happened to "God is within every one of us"?

Just go be a better person lah.

Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 2:33 AM

Cats In Love
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Apparently I've been labeled a groupie.
Hahaha. Me? A groupie?
Okay well, maybe I am......
But there's only ONE band I'd be honoured to be a groupie of: Cats In Love.

Never heard of them?
Then go boil your head.

No, I wasn't joking.

Anyway, Cats In Love, is comprised of:

Lohan - Guitar and Vocals (and occasionally the Harmonica)
Reuben - Drums and Vocals
Zul - Bass
Catherine - Keyboard and Synthesizer

And they never fail to bring the house down...in the best possible way.

In my opinion, they do the BEST covers of:

The Beatles' Come Together
The Beatles' Hey Bulldog
Styx's The Serpent Is Rising
Grand Funk Railroad's Inside Looking Out (That's a fucking 9-minute, 29-second song played live. WITH the harmonica.)

And a fairly orgasmic cover of The Beatles' I Want You (She's So Heavy).

So you get the drift of their music genre- they've got quite a number of fucking-good originals, like Black Monday, What You Mean To Me, and Out Again, which can be heard on their Myspace page (see bottom of post for link).

Honestly, I have noticed that I am in one of my happiest moods when I'm at their gigs.
They're somewhat euphoric....and very therapeutic.
They just....hit the spot.
And goodness only knows what lengths I go to to end up at their gigs.
OKAYLAH I'm a fanatic-groupie lah, you happy?

They've performed at places like Ol' Skool, VR1, Laundry Bar, Groove Junction, and a couple of times at No Black Tie, just to name a few.

One of the best parts about watching them is that the exuberant energy they exude while playing eventually rubs off onto you.
Their music is addictive. Or maybe it's just them.

*Well, aren't they a sexy bunch. (yes I know you notice the little watermark thingamajiggy at the bottom of the picture, but what am I to do? Renuka takes forever to pass me pictures, hence the theft.)

Whatever it is, you're a sad piece of being if you don't go watch their next gig.
Will keep you posted on that.

Meanwhile, visit their Myspace page @
  • www.myspace.com/catsinloveband
  • to listen to a few of their rockin' tunes!

    Till the next post, meow!

    Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 1:59 PM

    Amber is the colour of your energy.
    Saturday, February 21, 2009
    I'm totally unreliable when it comes to updating my blog.
    I K-N-O-W....
    My Nuffnang page doesn't hesitate to tell me that.

    Gone are the days when there were conversations like this:

    Friend: Hey! So what's up with you lah? Long time no see! You gotta update me lah!!
    Me : Haha! I'm alright lah. Er.. Update you ah. Nevermind lah. Just go read the blog.

    Go figure.

    No really, I SWEAR, I have lost my mojo.
    And then I attempted to post some pictures up, but my computer is so damned SLOW that in the time it takes to upload the pictures, I can take a dump, paint my nails, watch Nip/Tuck shower the dog, the cat, the butterflies and the plants, go shopping at the Pavillion, come home, complain about my aching feet, and watch Lipstick Jungle.

    GEEZ. No! Don't even THINK of pretending to know how I feel!
    I doubt ANYONE in this WORLD has a computer as slow as mine.

    Well, ANYWAY, on to happier things.

    I have new Prozac. It's called Jian Hao.
    And I've decided that I'm secretly gonna marry him someday.
    Totally contradictory to my principles regarding marriage, I know.
    Too bad. Deal with it.

    And er, he's called my Prozac for obvious reasons :)

    Oh by the way, he's adorable.

    *Eh Prozac, if you happen to read this, don't let it get to your head alrighhhttt...

    I STILL haven't gotten a job, because....I am afraid I won't be committed, I'm afraid I wont be able to find steady transport to work, I'm afraid I wont have time for anything in life.
    By the way, in case you're wondering, I still have a phobia of driving, which means I still don't have my license. For those of you who don't know, I crashed my dad's car when I was 14...or was it 15?

    Okay whatever. So er. Yeah.

    Right now, it is raining. Like pussies and bitches. What? I am not allowed to be vulgar on my blog now?
    Oh sod off.

    I hate it. It is cold, and I'm freezing.
    And worse still, I wanna sleep but I can't.
    And even worse still, Astro's being a bitch, so no football.

    Go die lah you rain.

    You know, you think it's bad that I haven't been blogging.
    Listen to this. I haven't even been reading

  • Kenny OR

  • XiaXue.

    How fucked is that?

    I've got a whole month's worth of catching up to do...gahh.

    Ryan and I have a song: 311's Amber.

    take me away from the norm
    I got to tell you something
    this phenomenon
    I had to put it in a song
    and it goes like

    Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
    whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally
    you ought to know what brings me here
    you glide through my head blind to fear
    and I know why
    whoa, amber is the color of your energy
    whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally

    Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
    whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally

    You live too far away
    your voice rings like a bell anyway
    don't give up your independence
    unless it feels so right
    nothing good comes easily
    sometimes you gotta fight

    Whoa, amber is the color of your energy
    whoa, shades of gold displayed naturally
    launched a thousand ships in my heart, so easy
    still it's fine from afar, and you know that
    whoa, brainstorm take me away from the norm
    whoa, I got to tell you something

    Okay so, that's it (it's a tiny little, SHORT update.)
    More to come soon!

    Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 6:28 PM

    Smiling Vjj!
    Friday, January 23, 2009
    Haven't been inspired to blog lately... but today... TODAY, I couldn't be more inspired!
    I was watching Oprah today, and I know this episode has been played many times before...but it's the first time I've watched it.

    For this episode, Oprah invited Dr. Christiane Northrup- One of Oprah's favorite Ob-Gyns.

    So anyway, this awesome Dr. Northrup said "SELF CULTIVATION...TURN YOURSELF ON"
    Well ladies, there's the green light! roflmfao

    So today, Dr. Northrup taught us all how to make our vejay-jays SMILE!

    Okay, so here's how it goes...

    You place one hand on your heart (Dr. calls it the Upper Heart), and another on your Vejay-jay (she calls it the Lower Heart), as shown in Diagram 1.

    Breathing is apparently very important in this procedure...so SUCK IN THE OXYGEN!

    The smiling plays an equally big role in this procedure, so the wider the better! Hey, if your mouth can't smile, what makes you think your vejay-jay can smile? Remember, this is a very tricky stunt (but do try it at home!) haha

    And there you have it, a SMILING VEJAY-JAY!

    Well, why are you still sitting there? Go put a smile on that..........vejay-jay!

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    Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 6:23 PM

    The Rise of the Lycans starts Jan 09
    Thursday, January 15, 2009
    The fact that The Rise of the Lycans starts Jan 09 is old news, but HEY, I'm still excited alright?
    I want to go watch it!!
    It being The Rise of the Lycans starts Jan 09, of course.
    So anyway, considering the fact that The Rise of the Lycans starts Jan 09, I will be able to watch it real soon!!
    Yay for The Rise of the Lycans starts Jan 09!!

    Okay moving on from that desperate -but so totally and extremely creative- attempt, today is Dad's birthday.

    I'm confusing you about my affection towards the parents?
    Hello! Get over it, you do it too.

    So moving on, I will baking the birthday cake today! ourfatherinheavenholybeyourname.....

    Well so anyway, pictures up later!

    Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 2:51 PM

    Sunday, January 11, 2009
    Honestly, this feels... really disgusting.

    No job, no college.

    So I have all the time in the world for Project GUOYAADS!!

    What's Project GUOYAADS I hear you ask?

    Project Get Up Off Your Arse And Do Something :)

    So this is where I go do EVERYTHING I've been planning to do but just couldn't find the time.

    Phase 1 of Project GUOYAADS has already been done: Rockclimbing.. Although, I think I'm going to do it again. Will get the pictures this time.

    Phase 2 is probably going to be something like... Jungle Trekking or something..

    Well anyway, I am going to do as MANY things as possible within the span of...3 months :)
    Hopefully I can stick to the time frame. But it's not that important la.

    Okay so in other news...

    My uncle turned 50 on the 9th...
    According to him,the celebration of his 5th anniversary of his 45th birthday was on Saturday. LOL!

    It's funny how young people are in a rush to grow up, and old(er) people are constantly in denial about their age.

    Anyway, SO many things were on on the same day!!

    -Uncle's birthday party
    -Nish's sister Shereen's engagement (which I couldn't go for- Congrats Logan and Shereen!)
    -REUBEN'S GIG, APPARENTLY! (he had decided not to tell anyone. Onlygodwilleverknowhy)
    -Youth 09, which I bloody didn't go for, because
    -I had to go look for our duet acting script in Borders (they apparently couldn't find the particular book Sasa and I were looking for. Fuck you,so much for BORDERS.)

    I don't know what I'm going to do about the script I swear.
    Oh well.

    Anyway, pictures up soon!

    Shannya Jotted Some Thingamagiks AT 2:47 PM


    Just A Pinch ,
    I'd like to live on an island. Where the sands are golden and the water turquoise. Where the sun is my friend and the moon my guardian. Where I am only with the people I love and people who love me. Where music is the only source of oxygen. Where I can do just about ANYTHING and nobody would give a fuck. Where unnecessary, materialistic things are just that. unnecessary and materialistic. Where money doesn't exist because we don't need it. Where the air is clean and the sky always blue. Where the only sources of light at night are from fire-flies and the stars above. Where I have everything i want. Where laughter never fades away. Where illnesses are non-existent. Where there is one race, one religion. Where there is no heaven and hell. Where I can sit around and have conversations with God. Where I can sit around and have conversations with myself. Where people are not afraid to say "I love you" and mean it ♥ Where nothing really matters. I'm a dreamer. So sue me.

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