MIGRATION. MOVING BLOGS.

Hello People.

Im finally migrating from Xanga.
Yes, it took me a long time to decide.
But ive came to a final verdict.
Ive moved on to Blogger.

Im still keeping this blog though for old time's sake. Nostalgic momento.
As well as to sign in and comment on my friends Xanga posts.

But who knows, one day i might just really miss Xanga, delete my blogger blog and move back home.
This blog is home.
Im just migrating until i decide for real where im gonna settle down.

Sheesh, i make this sound like as though im moving far far away when im just moving a URL away.

Im attached to Xanga okay.
This is where i started.
I loved Xanga the first time i used it.
Cos blogger was sucky then and i had no html skills whatsoever.
But now, finding Xanga skins is a pain. I like changing and modifying blog skins.
And Blogger has alot of great skins to play around with.

Anyways, moving on with the new blog.

http://coquettishmish.blogspot.com

Sorry for the trouble people, do link me up again please?
Thanx. :)

perfection equals plastic.

Dont you just hate it when people act like they expect you to be perfect?

It's annoying.
Beacuse deep down, everyone knows that nothing is perfect in this world.
Not even robots are perfect.
If you ever met someone who is so perfect without any fault, run away.
Something is definitely wrong.

And for those who rants on and on about how perfection can be achieved, utter bullshit.
Dont shit yourself.

If you think you're so perfect, you must be a barbie doll.
But even barbies arent perfect, no, they melt when they get too close to fire.
Yes, plastics melt.
If you're so perfect, you're total plastic.
It's no wonder you dont have a heart.
Boo you.

Trust is hard to come by these days.
Everyone lies.
I lie.

But when someone whom you trust whole heartedly betrays that very last essence of your trust, you know that you're never gonna trust anyone that way ever again.
Just one small act of betrayal could change a person's life in many ways.
And when someone lies in your face over and over again, that layer of trust deteriorates and disappears, just like water on rocks.
White lies are still lies.
Lying with good reason is still lying.
Not saying anything is lying as well.
It's worse when you lie and make up lame excuses for it.
Even worse when you lie, after ive already known the truth.

When you lie so much, you end up with nothing and nobody around you.
For you're just too caught up in your little web of lies.
And one day, you will realize that lying doesnt work for you anymore.
No matter what you say, no one will believe you.
It's a lesson out of a preschool story, 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'.
Read it, and re-evaluate yourself.

I should stop lying to myself, really.
Sometimes, i wonder if you're even worth it.

When all i wanted is to trust you and gain your trust, you seem to make me lose my faith in you.
Over and over again.
I guess some traits in a person can never be changed, ever.
Such as, lying.

Life goes on.

TAGGED by KARLA

Like any tag, it comes with a set of rules. In this case, the rules are as follows:
. state 15 weird things/ habits/ little known facts about yourself
. The 10 people I tag are to then to follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.
. No tag backs (as in once ive done this, please dont tag this exact tag again. pls n tenkius.)

Enjoy my weird doings, my habits and my facts

1. I love the color black to death.
Ever since the birth of the universe, black has always been an essential part of everything. 
And its useful for many things; like the slimming effect it has, the ultra sexy aura it gives off, disguising in the dark, etc.
I love black!

2. I am left handed.
I used to think i was really weird when im the only one in kindergarten writing with my left hand.
But then an old uncle told me i was special, and i was very happy. :)
Until i started highschool and realized im not alone being special anymore.
And the magic of a lefty just wore off.

3. I have great love for my hamster.
Every little furry ball that i ever owned actually.
How can anyone resist a cute little furball?

4. I can be really nasty if i wanted to.
I was like the nastiest girl in primary school. (seriously, ask leng)
If it wasnt for someone who actually 'tamed' me, i might be nastier now.

5. I own a mask that has my smile on it. 
Yes, i dont show my true emotions.
Im good at hiding them.
Only a few people can recognize my mask.

6. I do believe in Karma.
What goes up definitely must come down.
Ive seen karma happening too many times to not believe it.
In fact, i believe in karma more than i believe in ghosts.

7. Ive not had unpolished nails ever since i graduated from form 5.
Yeap, since i graduated, my nails have been painted one color after another.
And repainted over and over again.
Up till now.

8. I should count my blessings.
Not that i live a fabulous life that i could have wanted to but i live a pretty good life.
Great family, great friends; minimal complications.
Studying something i love, doing things i love.
I really should start counting now.

9. I love to argue.
If things are too smooth, something is wrong.
I need to pick a fight whenever things are too mundane.
I argue alot because one way or another, i always win and winning feels good.
Then again, i think there's something wrong with me.

10. I am seriously vain.
Many people dont know that cos i dont act that way.
But trust me, i am vain as hell.

11. Im a damn convincing actor.
Many times, my drama skills have saved my ass.
i believe it to be my secret weapon.
Usually that's how i get what i want, my way.

12. I love the smell of cucumber and aloe vera.
Yes, like ever since i started using the St. Ives lotion.
Im freaking addicted to that smell.

13. I never regret.
No matter how bad my choices are, or how much i say i regret, in my heart, i NEVER regret.
Im glad that all my choices have made me what i am today, and im damn proud of it.
No regrets.

14. I HATE pigeons.
Seriously, they're like everywhere like some sort of contamination.
And they have fugly pink legs with a matching hideous mole on their beak.
Can anyone say ewww?
Chickens are not any better either. They are fugly, disgusting, and delicious.

15. I am still battling my fats.
In my early days i was a fat kid. (Not obese, but chubby kinda fat)
In my primary school days, i was still fat.
I was chubby during my highschool years.
Chubby still during my first 2 years in college.
And now, im still chubby.
Bloody hell, can anyone help me get rid of my fats?
No, im not anorexic, im fat.


Thats all from me.


As for the 10 lucky (or unlucky) people I tag are:
1. Leng
2. JenJen
3. Jonathan
4. Michelle J
5. Kelvin
6. Sophia
7. Joel
8. Nushka
9. Christina
10. Whoever that're bored enough.

liar liar, you lit me on fire.

Fuhh, just got back from Alex & Sherry's wedding after party.
i missed out on their wedding dinner, so sorry guys, but their after party was a blast. :)

Congratulations to the newlyweds. (you go Alex!)

He's been my sorta big-brother for the past 7 years and its great that he finally met Sherry, and settled down with such a great gal like her.
She's awesome. Everyone loves her.

Their new abode in Damansara Heights is the bomb.
And fancy throwing a wedding after party at your house on your wedding night.
It's like a freakin night club in there.
Sherry went all out and hired a Bartender who's worked in Ruums, Luna Bar, and Laundry Bar.
Ive been introduced to so many different drinks, and i love all except Bloody Marys.
It's tomato for goodness sake. Eww. Vegetarian vodka? 
You should see Sherry downing the flaming lamborghini, she's a drinking queen.

There wasnt time to actyally get a DJ or the after party but smart Jun Yong, he made a compilation of good & overplayed songs for clubs.
So there was a good dose of Benny Benassi, ATB, Paul Van Dyke, and so on.
I never expected a lil house party to be so fun.
There was easily 40 people all in one 2-storey bungalow.
It's like highschool all over again, except with booze and less obnoxious loud music.
Dan, Gary, Tze Hock, and Dave were table dancing. LOLX.
Party boys always provides the laughs.
Like how their motto goes:
"Look like a Superstar, Party like a Rockstar, Play like an Allstar, Fuck like a Pornstar."
Hahaha. Love it.

Photos will be up once ive gotten them from Darren and the others.
Eddie's party up next month. XD
And so is someone's birthday. *hint hint*

Dam bloody sueh today.
I was talking to Adrian online just now when i felt the need to go relieve myself.
('relieve' is the polite term for 'shit' or 'pee'.) Lolx.
So i told him brb, but he insisted on me finishing my gossip first.
Guys, i tell you, are more kaypo than us girls nowadays.
So i typed in my last few lines and got up, turned around to dash for the toilet.

And i bloody tripped on the bloody wire.
And skinned my freaking knee.

I dont mind a cut that gushes out deep red blood.
But skinning? Damn i hate that.
If it's a cut, all you have to do is clean and plasterize it.
When you skin it, you dont know whether to cut off the hanging skin or to just let it be.
No reason to put on a plaster as there's no bleeding.
So what do you do?
Nothing.
There's nothing you can do about it but endure the creeping pain.
Gradually it becomes more painful.
Especially if you accidentally scraped it againt something.

Grr. I hate you skin.

Damn painful now lor.
Someone come kiss my boo boo. :(

Oh yeah, anyone who's going for The Passion World Tour, please let me know?
i need a car pool partner.
Tank yius. :)

you heart me but you dont know who i am.

I started my day with a terrible sight to behold.

I was in the car talking to dad and minding my business.
Then i innocently looked out of the window at the make shift car wash area.
I saw this indian man with hairy chest wearing only his baby pink towel washing a car.
I was thinking to myself, it's 8am and it's so freaking cold, how can he just stand out there in his towel?
Must be the amound of hair on his body keeping him warm.

And suddenly, as i was blank staring at the fella doing his work, his baby pink towel DROPPED OFF!
Oh-my-freaking-garden-gnome-in-four-inch-stilettos!
He wasnt wearing anything underneath okay.
Believe me, 3 cartons of eyedrops will not clear that nasty image form my mind.
I'll leave everything to your imagination. *shudders*

Yeap, so that's how my blissful morning was spoilt.
But thank God the rest of my day was alright.
No more unsightly images flashing at me.

Another week and then it's officially holiday time.
Like finally.
I dont even wanna think about CI for now.

Anyways, The Bouncing Bananas are UPDATED, again! XD
I realized ive been hard sell promoting it over here but who cares, it's my blog i can write whatever i want.
So as not to spoil the surprise, i shall only reveal my fave piece from the collection.

I heart this like ALOT.
If no one buys it, i will have it for myself.  ;)
It has lace trimmings for the top and the straps.
Has inner lining on the inside as well and it's so cottony soft.
Comes in baby pink, blue and green too.
Tempted yet?

*click click*

Oh and ive been pretty bored today.
i cant seem to find anything to rant about.
So i decided to do this.

I absolutely heart this Burberry dog.
Victor got it for me last christmas. :)

I seriously think this dog would make a good president.
If he's voted president, major changes will be made to our country.

1.Get rid of the fugly turquoise blur pinafores/boring colored corporate uniforms and etc.
These will all be replaced with smarter looking designs, with a combination of white tunics & checked uniforms ala burberry pattern. (see dog's cap)

2.Make tolls free for those who own at least one pet dog. (No, soft toys dont count)

3.Introduce Husky driven cars to reduce petrol consumption. (Husky dogs will be highly paid of course)

4.All hotels/restaurants/malls/etc that bear the 'no dogs allowed sign' will be fined if sign is not removed.

5.All hotels/restaurants/malls/etc should have at least one doggy toilet and related facilities in the vicinity.

6.People with dog/fur allergies should wear a red allergy band, and undergo allergy treatment (still under development)

7.Animal testing laboratories will be shut down.

8.All dogs from pet stores/breeders will be brought to the Canine Training Center (CTC) to be given their medical shots and received disciplinary training.

9.Cats are to respect dogs and run only when chased.

10.Restaurants should allocate a dining spot for dogs as well as parking space.

11.Politicians are to consult their dogs before making any unwise decisions.

12.In the parliament, dogs are to have a reservation of 50 seats for the 50 different breeds (or more)

13.Country investments should NOT include astronauts or overseas sport centers in future or anything else which is deemed unnecessary.
Money should instead be used to build roads and doggy facilities.

Okay, i think i was really too bored.
I dont know what else to do.
I think i should head to bed.

I colored my hair.
See, i told u i was really too bored.

Nitex.

real girls arent perfect. proud to say im imperfect.

I know its been weeks since the news came out but then again, i havent been keeping myself updated.
So now i go OMG after everyone else had said OMG weeks ago.

Like, OMG, Jamie Lynn Spears has given birth to a baby boy.
Seriously, hats off to her. I dont htink i could ever go through what she did.
But then again, it's cos of her own stupidity for ignoring the existence of rubber.
Tsk tsk.

This reminds me of that movie Juno which ive just watched yesterday.
Except that Juno is not ass rich like Spears, doesnt have a train wreck washed out popstar of a sister and oh, doesnt have to give her baby away in someone else's care.
I think Juno's a really sort-of educational movie and it's stupid that Malaysia has to ban that movie from showing.
Teenage pregnancy is already going on and on for years here, so what 'innocence' is there to protect?
Even if you dont air it in cinemas, there's still the internet.
So sooner or later, people will get to watch it via internet downloads or pirated DVDs.
So indirectly, the Censorship Board had just increased the number of sales for illegal pirated DVDs.
And they say they wanna completely wipe out pirated DVDs by year 2020.
NOT gonna happen.
Because they have sucky strategies like banning movies for stupid reasons of 'protecting our youth'.
WTF, its not these movies who are killing your youth alone, its the influence from their friends and the internet and TV.
Might as well ban everything right? Or dont ban anything at all.
Cos it's a waste of time and doesnt make much of a difference.

And they have unreasonable bans as well.
Remember that movie  Daredevil which was banned years ago?
Reason was cos the movie title has the word 'DEVIL' in it.
wtff wtff.
Like as if we're such a strictly religious country.
If we are, there wouldnt be so many robbery and rape cases and political scandals all around.
And please, the term Daredevil doesnt mean evil.
It's simply a word use to describe someone who's not afraid of anything.
It has nothing to do with the devil.
Movies which DO have somehting to do with the devil like Constantine and The Excorcism of Emily Rose, they didnt ban them.
How contradicting. And how ironic.
Makes me realize just how lowly educated those upper hands are. They have big heads which are practically empty.
Get a teenager from anywhere and i can bet that he/she will be 10 times smarter than you big shots.

One more thing i dont get, what is with guys and BIG boobs?
Like what's the deal with BIG boobs?
I dont geddit.

The other day when i was out with this friend of mine (im not allowed to display his name, hur hur).
This girl with boobs the size of double Ds passed by, and he went like, "WOW, nice."
I looked at her and i said, what's so nice? Her boobs are too big for her small body and she's not even pretty.
And he was like, so what? She's got a great rack. Who cares about how she looks like?
dot dot dot.
I asked him, so are you saying that you'll date an ugly girl with an unproportionate body, just as long as her rack is huge?
And like all typical guys, he said : Why NOT?

Like wtf.
If you're just dating a chick for her boobs, you might as well cut her boobs off and run away with them, elope to canada for all i care.
It's a stupid thing to date someone just cos of their rack size.
Like hello, that pair of boobs do belong to someone. It's pretty insulting to date someone not for who they are.
What if one day you see a bigger pair? You dump the Ds and go for the Es issit?
In that case, you might as well hop yur way to Thailand and get all the boob u want along Pattaya, that way you can have a different size for every night.
Better yet, go get a boob job for yourself.
Then you'll be married to boobs forever.

I seriously hate guys like these.
And i hate even more, the girls who succumb to stupid guys like these.
If he just wants you for your rack, tell him to forget it, you deserve better.
I can bet these kinda guys wants big tits only cos they have really small balls. Jealous much?
Those girls who can actually stand guys like these, you might as well go sign up for a job in Pattaya.
There are some girls who are even stupid-er, they get boob jobs not because they want it, but upon their boyfriend's request.
WTFF.
We have our integrity and we should demand some respect.
Who gives guys the right to 'use' our bodies this way?
And what makes them think they have th right to tell us what to modify on our bodies?
We're not their fucking car, can modify here there everywhere.
(No wonder every guy says that their car is a 'she')
Of course not all guys, im thankful that ive not dated any jerks like that.

Guys dont realize just how difficult it is for those poor chicks with big boobs okay.
Based on my research over the net and talking to some friends who have size Cs and above:
- It's harder to run and it hurts their boobs when they do.
- They require those extra support bras, like sports bras.
- They sweat more and sometimes rashes appear under the boobs. (eek.)
- Men mentally rape them in public. (these men should just burn in hell.)
- They get the wrong kind of attention most of the time.
- They dont feel confident, making them tend to hunch.
- The weigh more than they should.

And the list goes on.

However, what im saying is, if it's naturally big, be happy about it for i know many girls are dying for big ones.
But DONT ever allow yourself to be ostracized or 'used' by guys.
These shits for dicks dont know any better, and you deserve much better.
As for those moderately sized or flat chested girls, it's not wrong to want bigger ones.
But do it cos you WANT it and NOT cos the boyfriend/crush wants it.

Bottomline is, whatever your decision may be, do it cos you feel comfortable and you want it.

Im in such a bloody writing mood today.
Anyways, im in a picturesque mood too.
Ive been digging out the old photos of the yar 2008, and some from 2007.
These were the good times, and im sure there's more to come. =)

carissa.audrey.nikki.mish.leng.

mish.christina.jennifer.zheng.

francine.mish.

mish.nikki.

david.mish.

mish.sophia.

mish.funky.

mish.leng.

jennifer.chelle.mish.

jennifer.mish.

Till i come back with more rants (if anything else pisses me off this week) XD
Have a great week. =)

XOXO