Many Happy Returns of the Day!

Wow, look at the title *points above*. It sounds so posh. Like Kate. Hehe. =P

Anyway yea, I wanna wish Mee-Shell a very very Happy 19th Birthday!!! (31st October)

(You are turning 19 right?????? Rights?!!?!? Lol. )

*BIG HUGS*

Hope you are having a blast in Brissie and get loads of cool pressies!!!

Miss ya heaps!! I know you are sad and all without me (LOL not!) but I know you are coping well. *winks*

Hope to see you soon. Perhaps in KL?

Love Clara

x o x o

P/s: Happy Halloween too, people!

Intoxicated.

I had my Salsa/Reggaeton lesson yesterday night.

I enjoy these lessons immensely. *drools*

There was only the three of us (Ling, Kate, Me) in the class. Three other girls did not turn up.

Oh well, more Julio for us. But it was quite scary when he stood there watching, monitoring and secretly laughing at us dance. (Or more specifically, me) Oh the pressure!

EeLing was so funny. She tried to dance oh-so-sexily and did some cute ballet moves! Hahaha. Mr Sexy Instructor is still better.

And Omg he is only 20!!

Oh and Kate did some kickass karate moves!

Sigh I was the only normal one. Maybe next time I'll do some, umm, cooking in Salsa perhaps?

But anyway, I have something special for all you peeps today.

We learnt a new move called 'The Drunk'. It's such a funky move that does not require alcohol whatsoever!

*Gasp*

And since I want to be a very very very good human being, I decided to make some wonderful contributions to the world...

I present you...The Easy, Step-by-Step Drunk Move Tutorial!!!

Now, stand up and do yo' thang!



So how was that guys?!?!

OH! And make sure you are moving backwards when you do all those steps! Kinda like in a zigzag line backwards.

Took me ten minutes to draw that, man!

Awww, shucks! Don't need to thank me. *giggles*

Lucky Number 7even

Okay I think it's about time I did this. I got this from EeLing, Kate and Sofia (bitcherific).

Seven things that scare me:
1. Death and losing people I love and care about (Definitely, and the fear factor of it increased exponentially due to some recent happenings)
2. Darkness and emptiness
3. Failing miserably in whatever I do best in (Touch wood!)
4.Ghosts and lurking shadows
5. Depressed people
6. BIG spiders and worms
7. Sex (Yes la, damn scared. *shivers* What if too big?)

Seven things I like doing most :
1. Shopping when I have the money!!!!! Love it!
2. Dance!!! Reggaeton!!! Salsa!!! (Julio!!)
3. Window shopping when I don't have the money (and trying in prettyful dresses and clothes and shoes and stuff) But I usually end up feeling frustrated with my lack of funds.
4. Spending time with my friends and family: Shopping, watching J-Depp movies, coffee, lunch etc.
5. Dressing up for occassions! (Yes that's true, even though I look ridiculously daggy in university my fellow dagmate, LING!! So cool right? We wear same clothes everyday!)
6. Laughing till my cheeks hurt! (Including teasing people)
7. Arguing with people about random things I'm passionate about. And win.

Seven most important things in my room :
1. My clothes! Without them, I'll actually be cold and naked, you know?!?! I'm sure none of you wants that *wink*
2. My family of ducks: Lenny, Caro and Bwuce. Btw, Lenny smells. I drooled on him!
3. My mirror (Yes girls, that's how I look sooooo good. Coughs)
4. My comfy comfy comfy and did I mention , comfy bed.
5. Gladys. Without her, I'll be damn scared at night. Wails.
6. My cardbox of memories.
7. My panties. (I like that word, it sounds kinky!)

Seven random facts about me :
1. I love to dance. Though that doesn't mean I'm a fab dancer or anything. =( (Oh and even practice Salsa in the shower)
2. I miss Eunice very much.
3. I am so TOUGH! People fear me. Nah I cry easily.
4. I love making funny faces in photos, so when people tell me I look weird, I can tell them I pulled a face. Once I posed with my NORMAL face, my dad was like 'Omg. Can you stop looking so retarded in photos?!' Sniffs.
5. I try really hard to maintain my happy vibe and be funny sometimes. I feel like Mary Heath. But most of the time, I am funny. I'm so funny I laugh at my own jokes.
6. I'm a very diplomatic person. (THAT DOES NOT MEAN TWO-FACE OK!?)
7. I want to get married only after I am 27.
8. Yes number 8. I gained 1 kilo during the winter holidays. My aim is to shit it out. Note to self: Must eat more Vege.
9. I am crazy. Even my mom thinks so. She's always like 'Aiyoh, when will you be normal. If you keep on behaving like this, no one will marry you. You should be like Gladys, such a good, responsible, sensible girl.' I can actually be really serious though.
10. My dad thinks I am lesbian. Hahaha.

Seven things I plan to do before I die :
1. Travel the world. And by world, I mean the WHOLE WIDE WORLD! I'm gonna go scuba-diving, ride the scariest roller coaster, skydiving, etc. And go to Paris and stand in that candola boat thing (I forgot the name of that romantic boat), wearing a pouffy pretty dress, and Johnny Depp holding a frilly umbrella over my head and feeding me exotic chocolates, and Mark (or BadBoy Robbie Williams) from Westlife serenading me a song (Flying Without Wings), while we travel into the Love Tunnel. Sigh. And then, we shall proceed to a sexy hotel room for some lurvee. *wink* Okay I'm going nuts.
2. Get married. Yawn. Just to feel like everybody else.
3. Organize the biggest orgy of the century. It will be for charity. See, I do have a good heart.
4. Be some hotshot, famous lawyer. And I will defend Michael Jackson the next time he rapes more lil kids.
5. Have kids. Two.
6. Say sorry to everyone I've hurt.
7. Breast implants. ;)

Seven things I can do :
1. Laugh louder than EeLing. I WIN!
2. Have the guts to cut (very) different hairstyles each time. Though I cried the last time.
3. Act really dumb. And some people do fall for it. (Like with my bad sense of direction)
4. Be very, very blunt. My mom said one day I will get into trouble for that.
5. Proscrastinate.
6. Have the mens rea for murder. (I have so many people on my hit list)
7. Sing Britney Spears 'Sometimes'. I came third in a Singing Competition in Primary School you know! Muahaha.

Seven things I can't do:
1. Shop like crazy. Spend like a person who does not understand the value for money.
2. Speak in a fluent Australian accent.
3. See clearly without my trusty glasses. NERD.
4. Body roll and tap dance. I wanna learnnnn.
5. Do a split. Balls will hurt.
6. Have the actus reus for murder.
7. Have sex with a girl, no matter how big her tits are! I'm too intimidated.=( Haha.

Seven words I say the most :
1. Dumb asssss.
2. Oh my god, !xobile.
3. Wuteyyyyva.
4. DB.
5. Ugh, you are such a retard.
6. Huh? (No not because I am acting bimbo, it's because I'm a bit deaf)
7. Reaow.

Seven celeb crushes :
1. Johnny Depp!! I WANT HIM SO BAD!
2. Jesse Metcalfe. Oh you sexy, gardener, you.
3. Uttsada Panichkul.
4. Brendan Fehr. Sexiest Alien Ever.
5. Howl. From Howl's Moving Castle.
6. Takeshi Kaneshiro!
7. Keanu Reeves
8. Mark Feehily from Westlife.
9. Oh trust me, I can go on and on.

Seven people I'll love to see doing this :
1.You.
2. Me. But I did it already!
3. Him.
4. Her.
5. The person on my right. (Gladys)
6. The person on my left. (My reflection?=S)
7. The person on the ceiling. (Fuck I just scared myself. I thought about Amityville Horror.)

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I miss you, girly.

26th September 1987 ~ 19th October 2005

I would like to share this song which was written as a tribute to Nizzey. It was written by her friend, Shaiful Nizam.

"Shaiful & Nana - My Angel (Tribute to Eunice Lee)"
(Shaiful Nizam)

Once upon a time,
when the sun was shining fine,
I met a special angel,
a beautiful pretty angel,
she taught me to hold on,
and gave me strength to carry on

It all seemed too good,
too good to be the truth,
God is taking my angel
my beautiful pretty angel
how would I cope,
when I've lost my source of hope

CHORUS
I wish you're doing fine
in a better place than this
I wish you peace of mind
in a better place than this
I know you're home
In a better place than this

Now that she's gone,
I'm gone with her,
gone in my heart,
right through this heart
I would never be,
never be the same old me

CHORUS X2
I'm praying for your soul,
and for you to make me whole,
I'm really missing my angel,
my beautiful pretty angel...Hold on

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I miss you so much, Nizze.

I keep thinking about that time you gave me a 'Best Friend' band from Genting Highlands in the school toilet. You were like, 'Hey, Clara, you don't believe in 'best friends' right? Because you said it's bad to rank your friends right?' I was puzzled. And you pulled out this colourful band embroidered with the words 'BEST FRIENDS' and said 'I'm a bit embarassed to give you this, but don't think more to it. We are more like sisters, yea?' We both just giggled like embarassed, lame little girls and you ran out of the toilet. As you left, you said 'Oh you can also use it as a bookmark, you know!'

And the last day of school, before I left for Australia. You were ignoring me the whole day. I kept bugging you asking you why you are ignoring me. You were like 'Can you please get lost? I got more important things to do! Geez, you are so annoying!' You were running around, entertaining other people but me. An hour before the end of the school day, you came up to me and said 'Sorry for ignoring you before. I was doing something important.' You handed me a stack of colourful papers decorated with cute colourful pictures, and more importantly, filled with details of my closest friends, and signatures and notes from lots of people. I never felt so touched in my life. I love how you can make a person feel so special.

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It was quite comforting reading blogs paying tributes to Nizze. I felt so touched reading about how strong her family is. How her dad spoke about her with his head held high. How Eunice and her Mom had the same dream about Eunice falling off a roof. How Eunice's mom said that Eunice was assigned by God to bring her family up to heaven together. And how they are returning Eunice to God. And how responsible she was. How Lovey said that Eunice was supposed to leave much earlier but she prayed to God to keep Eunice with them for a bit longer.

I chatted to Leetung on MSN briefly as well. That was comforting too.

I told him about the day Eunice told me she likes him.

He apologized for making us argue few years ago. He didn't need to. But I appreciate it.

It is really sweet of him to keep her MSN and Friendster alive too. It is the least he could do to keep her alive, he said.

---

Thanks so much for your kind words, guys. You know who you are. :)

Wear that Orange T-shirt with Pride.

I still can't believe she's gone.

Some people told me about her memorial service. How it was packed with over 300 people. In fact, it was overflowing with people. There were even people standing outside the hall.

But I was not one of those people.

I really really really wish I was there.

I want to feel overwhelmed by how many lives she affected and touched. How much influence she had over everyone.

I wish I was at her burial today as well. And I really do mean it.

I declare myself her best friend, and yet I was not there. Some kind of friend I am, huh.

I'm just so angry thinking about it.

I want to say my proper goodbyes to her.

There are so many things I wanted to share and tell her.

I was looking forward to seeing her in KL at the end of the year.

To catch up with her.

To laugh like we used to.

To shop like crazy.

I even started planning on presents I should get her.

I'm feeling angry/guilty/frustrated/depressed.

I should have put more effort into keeping in touch with her.

I should called her at least once a week, like I did the first two years I was in Australia.

To keep the vibe/maintain the strong friendship we once had.

I kept telling myself that I will write/call/email her tommorow.

And that tommorow never came.

There are so many things I could have said and done.

And now, it's just too late.

What Carolyn said to me was heart-wrenching, but true. It took us something like this to get us to talk again. I will never ever take my friends for granted again.

I just want to see her once more.

Nizzey, I really appreciate all the things you taught me, shared with me, the way you made me laugh and the way you told me off for my own good. And to never, ever give up. I thank you for making me a part of your life.

Forever I will cherish the memories we shared. Which I will carry with me forever.

I will see you in the future.

1987-2005

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What's behind you smile?

"Knowing that I'm alive. Every day is full of surprises and I'm excited to know what can happen in a matter of 24 hours!" Eunice Lee Cay Shing, 17, Seventeen Cover Girl Search 2005

Tears will fall.

-Never, never give up -

May you rest in peace, Eunice Lee Cay Shing.

You will be dearly missed and remembered.

May God embrace you in His arms, with eternal peace, eternal love, eternal bliss and eternal joy.

You will always be in my heart.

I remember all the funny, quirky, happy, crazy, long-phone-sessions, precious, fun moments we shared.

I knew you for only a short period of time, but those times felt like forever. I knew you inside out.

I still wear the bright orange shirt (your fave colour) with that Happy House fish on it.

I still read the cards you made me, sprinkled with cut out spirals and bright-coloured gel pens.

I remember the first time I met you. It was on the first day of high school.

I remember talking on the phone with you for hours, planning your Hawaiian-themed birthday party.

I remember our newspaper collecting, Puan Florence times.

I remember the funny nicknames we (and especially you) made up. Eclairz.

I remember your crazy-funny, infectious laughs.

You were my best friend and we were as close as sisters.

You were funny, crazy, understanding, beautiful (Yes, I remember that time where we counted the number of guys who were infatuated with you. Twelve), gorgeous inside-out, cute, the best personality, cheerful, bubbly, creative, very sociable...No words can accurately describe you. You were wonderful.

The list goes on forever.

I love you always.

Love Clara.

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Sorry. I am just damn fuckstrated at the moment.

Actually no, I am not sorry.

I want to climb up Mt Everest and fucking scream my lungs out.

*breathes*

*fumes*

*looks at pretty dresses*





*sighs*

Bye.

Come on girls, draw circles with your butt!!

I JUST HAVE TO SAY THAT:

I EFFING LOVE REGGAETON!!!!!!!!!

If you don't know what that is, it's Latin Hiphop plus Reggae. It's a dance, dumbass!

Sigh I love it! So much fun. I feel so energetic now, practising the moves.

Kate! Ling! Are you guys doing that too?

No?!?!

LIAR!!!!!!!!!

Can't wait till next Tuesday.

Love to see that sexay male instructor shimmy!!!!!

*shimmies*

Dang, gotta do contract and laywering tutes now.

Ciao.


Lots and lots and lots of love,
Reggaeton, WOOPS I mean, Clara.

I give up

I think my younger sister should see a counsellor.