Can Men Be Faithful?

I was chilling (pronounced 'chewing') in Starbucks Gurney earlier, enjoying my Rhumba Frappucino when I came across an article in a men's mag about office relationships.
The title was nicely put,'Working Laid'....working late,get it?;)
Cant for the life of me remember what was the name of that mag, though.

The author mentioned that 2 of his buddies have had affairs in the office before, and that they were already in somewhat 'stable' relationships.
Got me wondering...

I asked a friend what she'd do if she found out that her partner slept with someone, say in an unplanned, unconscious, unexpected scenario. She said she'd leave him.
Me: But what if it was just once?One stupid mistake...and he's really,really sorry?
Friend: Nope....too bad...I'll be sad,but I'll leave...
Me:What if it was partly coz you're not 'providing' him satisfaction in that area n he faltered and gave in to temptation just once?
Friend:Then he's obviously not good enough for me...

Che wahh...

Me: Do you think its possible for guys to be in a relationship for a long time without slipping?
Friend:Our dads can...
Me:I'm talking bout the guys we date la,nut...our generation...
Friend: I dont know, I dont think so....
Me:What if he was your husband?
Friend:Do I have kids?
Me: Yeah...
Friend: Then he's gonna be sleeping outside...coz i dont want my children to come from a broken home...
Me: But it'll still be broken if you're not talking to each other...ok,what if you dont have kids?
Friend:I'm gonna go stay with my mommy....

Then the same conversation took place again,roles reversed...
I said that I'd give him a second shot. Give him the benefit of the doubt. Once.
If he screws up again...too bad for him.Ta ta..schweets!
Then she askes me,"But wont you be living in worry?That he's probably doing it again?"
"Nah...He's got a brain...he better use it to his advantage.He knows what he's doing,so does the Big Guy up there...whatever he does to me the second time is gonna comeback a hundredfold..."

So....yeah...can guys really be faithful? I've known too many that aren't, and it doesnt seem like they can change...
You know how they say, even the most professional cassanova can change when the right woman comes along?
Looking around today...it's a notion hard to buy...

100 Crappings From Yours Truly Vol 2

Okay...this is like half a year overdue...You can read 100 Crappings From Yours Truly Vol 1 here.
Pat has been bugging me to continue where I left off..

51. Cant stand chicks who tayang their bra straps,or other 'strings'/glimpses of material...irritates me. There's a reason why they're called UNDERGARMENTS...

52. I hate coffee. MMA should go after those who advocate coffee...bloody bitter diarrhea-inducing potion...

53. I have a soft spot for mummy's boys...In this sense, i'll admit that I'm kinda weird,coz a huge percentage of the girls I know can't bear being with men who'd pick mummy over them..
Me?I'd gladly let him run to the outstretched arms of mummy dearest...I think it's sweet.
Call me a nutcase..its a personal preference...
And no, I'm not trying to bodek mum-in-law k...

54. As much as I refuse to admit this, I kinda love my pesky lil bro. He can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but I guess that excusable coz it comes along with having testosterones..;)
I know he's got my back. It was kinda weird at first, with him opening up to me bout the chicks in his life., but it's all cool now..

54. I hate it when I crack my joints and people say,"Dont do like that...after your fingers will become big and ugly.No more like girls hands,boys dont like".
Yeah. Like I give two hoots about what boys like and dont. My hands! I'll do whatever I want with it..

55. I dont like things that make me feel stupid. Think chess and video games. And I cant play mahjong to save my life...try teaching me a zillion times, and I wont get it...
Ok la...I suck at it...Thought i'd project it on the object....just a shot!

56. My dad thinks that I think that the only reason he's been put on this earth if to feed me with material goodness....Pa, you're right..
Hahah..I love my acha, there's just something about being in his presence...
Despite that, I'm still not Daddy's girl...hhmmmpphhh!!

57. I luuurrrrrrvvvveee the smell of ciggies...i think it's kinda sexy.
Pls note: Personal Preference. Again.
While my friends rush home to wash their hair after clubbing, I'd sleep face burried in my jeans, or in someone's hair that still lingers of the smell...
That means I like the smell of arcades too..

58. Sambrani, paint and petrol smells real good too...

59. I've discovered a new addiction. Shoes.
That doesn't mean I splurge on it though. It's very rare that I find something I really like,and when I do......

60. If no man wants me by the age of 30, I'm not gonna worry. Coz I've already 'secured' 2 proposals...So, if all else fails.....:)
I just hope they don't get hitched before that la....Then what?Die a virgin...??

61. I've made a new resolution. I shall no more go looking for happiness. If its supposed to happen, so be it...
Otherwise, it's too much of a hassle!

62. I've been called a chatterbox.
Nevermind,nevermind....I shall take that as a compliment for the time being.....
The irony of it, I've also been called 'walkman mute' coz I CAN get quiet...so there! I CAN!

63.I wish i could keep all my good friends in a box, and access them whenever I want.
That'll be nice,innit?

65.I think all new borns look like mutated, deformed lizards. They ALL look alike. Pink-pink. Yuck...Pisses me off when someone says,"Wah...so cute ah the baby"..
Come on! Who are you kidding?
And then they ask you,"Look like the father or mother ah?"
If I wouldnt get shot saying "Looks like a reptile!", I really would...
Their features arent developed yet to tell....so why ask stupid questions???

66. The sweetest thing a person has wrote me was a very,very long message from a friend who didn't know what he meant to me...I'm glad he finally did..here's just an excerpt of what he wrote...

but i also remember you being quite reserved around me somewhat (i never really pondered on that question), maybe it was because i never took the time or walk the EXTRA extra inch to get to know you. maybe i was just dumb. im so sorry anu...
as the semester is closing this year and both of my most treassured and unsung friends are graduating, i cant help but look back and wished soo hard that if only i had approached things differently. why didnt i realize this sooner?
I will miss you more than ill ever know. God bless, good luck and all the best.

Brought me to tears, it did....

67.My biggest fan is Pat. She ADORES me....I'm not being perasan...just ask her and see. She always wants to wear what I was wearing, though its 6 times her size. She'd only buy clothes if I said it was nice. That's why amma cant get her to buy anything without me around. I thought her how to wear hoops and mini's,and now she's breaking boys hearts...
Pat used to wash my school shoes for me and clean Jo's poo when it was my turn for Rm 1...talk about cheap labour...;)

68. My greatest acheivement was getting paid for articles that I wrote for USM's research bulletin, Frontier.
Meet and interview a few good looking lecturers, pretend you're interested in whatever beyond-comprehension research they're doing,praise them to the skies...
Now, thats a good way to make money.
The front cover read, Text and Graphics: Anucia Elizabeth Chacko (and of course some other people la,but this is my site...so let me gloat!)
Glamour giler!!

69. I get a lil sakit hati when my hair gets messed up. You cant believe how much of time it takes to place all the strands in perfection and to try n get the baby hair to look like some kinda funky bangs. But I've come to realise that however nicely I do my hair before leaving the house, the next second I glance into a mirror, it's not the way it was when I left home...so i've quit obssessing with it too much.

70. I've got the worst of the Indian traits. Humungous hips and bad hair. 22 years and I havent come to terms with it. God better have great plans for me!

71. Dont expect me to understand fancy poetry. It's too deep, beyong the capacity of this single-celled brain.
If you've got something to say, say it in Ingrish...faham?

72. I'm currently jobless, and hating it...so if you know of a kind soul who'd give this 'non-mandarin' speaking girl a decent job..let me know ya!

73.If theres one thing I could wish for, it'd be to take a 1 minute glimpse of what my life would be like 10 years from now. I need validation as to what I'm doing now is gonna be of any use later...I dont fancy wasting time..

74. The one and only celebrity crush I've had was Reshmonu. Note the past tense. That was before he was married la. I've learnt to let go....*sigh*
Always happens to me...Anucia never gets what she wants...;)

75. Getting tired of this....running low on fuel, need to eat and get a haircut (ease the burden of that single cell)...will continue soon!
And btw, I find it hard to believe that a guy and a girl can be best friends without some kinda 'feelings' developing at some point or other...(acting on it is another matter)
I'm just saying that if you didnt feel it,I'm pretty sure she did...
you might disagree, but how would you know? maybe she just didnt tell you?
Its just my hypothesis...not a theory till proven right...

Laterz!

An Ode To My Loves

My first hour in Klang,and i'm in a cybercafe..thats how much I've missed this place.

Walking with Maiyin and Paran from Pudu to the Central Market LRT station, I couldn't help feeling detached from this once familiar ground. It hit me that I've kinda grown to love Penang,grown comfortable there..and I cant imagine living the next half of my life in this place. Cant stand the roads, the places, the faces..
And its gloomy here...kinda reflective of my mood right now. The only consolation is that I'll be back in Penang on Friday...

Being directionless is awful. I'm so used to being in control of almost everything around me that this current status is threatening my sanity. SUCKS!!!!
I need to do something. I hate not being useful.

I know I have to shelf these past three years for a while..but the scary thing is that I think I'm gonna forget. Forget the good times, the wonderful people, the daily routines.
How nice it would be to have an excellent memory.
Penang, living away from my family, meeting new people, extremes of experiences...they've all somewhat moulded me. To what, you may ask?
Truth is, I dont really know myself...still a lil lost. The process of trying to find myself has been an ardous one. Just when I think I know what I should do, I'll surprise myself by doing the exact opposite.

One thing for sure, I've made real good friends. The ones that kicked me in the ass when the situation required. The ones that shared similar values. The ones that doused fires when things got too heaty. The ones that understood the pain I didnt express. The ones that made me the clown I am. The ones that dirty danced with me when I felt a lil gatal.

As we go our own ways, I hope they remember the years gone by with as much fondness as I would.

Mai Yin,
The stupidest thing I ever did was to judge you wthout even knowing you.
Thought you were a big time snob. The only way I can defend myself is that I wasnt the only one..;)
Well darling...it's been a great three years, dont you think? From someone who didnt even give hugs of parting..you've turned into a person who cant keep her hands off the people around you...
I'll always remember our stalking activities...
The times when we ponteng kelas to go play the piano at Pusat Seni.
The endless makan sessions at every cafe in sight...
Clubbing sessions...
Pesta Hoki..

Our elementary duet peices...late night what-if conversations, bitching sessions...all the notes (pages and ages of them) we wrote each other even though we sat beside each other during lectures...stealing flower pots and changing price tags...church...Charlie's angels
Pisang goreng and tea,supper, Pelita, doing laundry,badminton
We rocked that stupid boring USM....though almost everyone hated our guts.Cant help it if we intimidate them now, can we?:)
You were the outcast among the Chinese, and I among the Indians..what better union?
Sorry if I played a part in making you a murtad,but it was all for the best ;)
Consult me when you need to buy baju n coordinate your out fits k...:)
Dont disappoint me...:)

Thank you for your concern and care, for your time and patience, for your sensitivity and wild sense of fun. And for being my partner in crime...
And yes, I must admit, we threw an awesome party...even without alcohol...
Good thing you're nearby..will 'come find you' at each possible chance...

I wish you sunshine and smiles, midriff tops and no umbrellas on rainy days ;) (you know what I mean)
I hope wherever life brings you, dreams pick you up.
For the lovely three years...my gratitude..
Love you,babe.

Jojo,
You were literally the baby,huh? Muka so innocent can get away with murder..
That night at the boys place wont be the last piggyback ride I give you. I promise you at least one each time we meet k? Even if its just from the room to the kitchen.
I'll remember feeding you rice..kong pou kai fan...breaking fights between you and Mai Yin...Taking sides, which daughter was right, which daughter deserved my love more..;)
I'm gonna miss you terribly...all our pillow talks when Maiyin boiled porridge on the phone.
Its nice finding someone who shares same tastes in clothes, shoes, and bags (in men,we're worlds apart)...Mai Yin tak boleh harap ready...forever with her sports shoes..
I know you'll always think I'm mad...what with the 3am-Light-And-Easy boo-hoo sessions...thanks for wiping my tears.

You know what song will always remind me of you?Beautiful Surprise...:) remember sitting in front of the radio in the middle of the night? Ha! There's proof that you jiwang-ed also...:)
Thanks for all the rides, all the favours..
I enjoyed all the kutuking, tom yam maggi, butt spanking,suggestive conversations ;) STALKING, dirty dancing...ronda-ing in town at 3 am for no reason in our house baju...nasi lemak ayam..idli and thosai...Charlie's angels, the amazing amount of clothes you have for laundry, Pesta Hoki,Kayu, downloading songs,NIKKO SMITH...

The next time I see you, dont be so buta teknologi anymore k..and please darling,learn your Penang!
I wont be there to be your compass anymore...
I think we unleashed the wild side of you...remember our dance in SS last August..I was shocked myself...heheh..
PUNJAB PACK??

Take care, dont let anyone push you around,dont take shit from no one...
if they do..you know who to call...
If any boy breaks your heart, I'll break his legs..
am glad that you've grown to a a lil brutal...its a good thing...we thought you well...

My home (come june) will always be open to you...Come down often k...we'll rock KL together-gether...maybe even stalk reshmonu again,like the good old days...
I'll try and make it up as often as I can too...
remember,dont send ugly babies to my house...they'll be scarred for life...

I hope you find happiness in all that you do..and for heavens sake...think of the future a bit..you ARE gonna get married,coz I'm gonna be your bridesmaid and your childrens godma...
Stay the way you are,kill em with the eyeliners...
I love you girl...so much..
you couldnt have been a better friend..
muakks...

Taren,
You're the one who started all the name calling...you christened me slut, bitch and whore..
Ironically, those names brought us closer...dont you think?
all the times I had to lie for you when answering the phone calls..you owe me..coz its not in my system to sin..i know you're laughing now...

Remember our makeup experiments,like lil kids and buncho crayons... your INDECISIVENESS when it comes to food!
You rolled your eyes when i started kinky conversations just to irritate you...
Thanks for the hot meals on the table, there's just something bout your touch...

I know you understand where I'm coming from..we share the same bitter past...
Dont let that pull you down k...
Okay, I know I turn a deaf ear when you compliment yourself, but here goes (someone,shoot me!)
you are gorgoeus,every bit....dont kembang k...
And if i have to barge uninvited to your wedding..expect it! Or else it's waikiki's without you ;P

I'm already missing the masagges darling..
You'll make a wonderful mummy, what with your unconditional care and thoughtfulness
I love the pashmina you bought me,it was very thoughtful of you...
I take it almost everywhere I go..
Like I've told you, you've strengthened my defense mechanism when it comes to sarcasm...what with us always being at each other's throats, with some kinda insult or other...You know, I think we have a undefineable relationship...love-hate-with-love? hahah...
But you're damn funny..and we trained the other 2 monkeys pretty well in the 'sense-of-humour' dept...they were pretty hopeless in the beginning huh?
Sorry if I scared you with the hantu stories...hehhe...it was INTENTIONAL!

Remember the tuition plan k!
Though we didnt hang out as much, know that you're loved and appreciated very much so...our paths are gonna cross again...like it or not!
Thanks for making these past 3 years a colourful one for me...
Love ya loads...

Gurney

Last night was awesome...
I was massaged to sleep by dear Taren...slept off without saying thanks.She gives the best backrubs....yeah,and she knows all the zones..;)

I was walking around in Gurney Plaza earlier (Jo wanted to get a watch) and we realised almost every store was on sale!
We went gila for a while...understand la,lama tak bershopping-shopping..
The last time we went crazy over shoes n clothes n earrings was like what,during Xmas?
Eternity-long ago...

Saw this lovely skirt at Urban n Co,last piece...and size 2 FIT!It was like a divine sign!
Then I saw the price tag ...100 bloody ringgit.Not that I'm a kira-kira person..but like,how often would i wear that skirt?So I thought I'll sleep on it. If it's not there the next time I go there,then I guess its just not meant to be...

And yeah, just for the record ,I fell in love. It took a second.
Amazing smile,adorable dimples,lively eyes...now you know why it only took a second.
Ok,Ok...before i get calls asking me who the unfortunate victim is, I'll just mention it here.
It was this little Indian girl at McD, blissfully enjoying her Happy Meal. She was wearing a lil white top and a cute white skirt and pink-n-white shoes,with a pink bowed-hairband...damn coordinated! Damn cute and friendly...(she's gonna grow up to be a heart-breaker)
Now,with a daughter like that,who needs a husband? Get the genes and bye-bye!

One more..then I'm done!

3 down...1 more to go...
then its Bachelors Hons in BullShit in no time...
Honestly, this has been my most selamba semester...damn lepak. And I'm surprised at myself. I guess the devil works in mysterious ways..
Ah well, no regrets.
Easter is coming around, next weekend..PARTY!!2 weeks from now baby,2 weeks..

Prema Chachi...if you're reading this,I know you're missing me badly.Can't wait to see me right?Sabar k...I'll be in Subang real soon!!

Neways..
I've got the outfit and all,but not the figure...
Even Adrian said I put on weight...:(
and he hasnt seen me for like what, 3 months.3 months!hhmmpphhh...
was supposed to lose weight this past month, but i cant seem to stop chewing..Its all Mai Yin's fault.

She'll go like..'Ok,anu..I've got 38 ringgit in my wallet.Think it can last for 5 days?'
Anu will say,'Yeah,y not.'
MY will go,'Ok..we dont eat dinner k?We need to diet also anyway'

Yeah...we've been on a diet since our first year. Fat load of good it did.

The next day we'd be waiting in line at the ATM.

Taren dressed up to go to Tesco.Said she hasnt been checked out in a long time...
So she got dressed to the nines. Prepped her face,eyes,cheeks....with MY makeup...then fluttered her eyelashes and said,"well..I cant help it if your makeup looks nicer on me than on you right?"
Idiot...
She got checked out by an old man..:)
Insulted Bobbi Brown...

The only experiment that went right in my 22-going-on-23 years of life!

I've been studying so hard...my poor overworked brain!
My accomplishment for the day:
Completed flavours, coloring, pigments, additives in food.

Anyhows, after finally cramping all that info into my single brain cell, i thought i'd reward myself a lil. With a face mask. Not just any face mask, mind you.
Taren and I were cleaning up the rack in the kitchen where we place all the spices and stuff, when we came across this glass jar containing oats (that I bought in my first year...thats right, first year! Forgot it was there...)

So the hero decided to use the oats and make like some sorta funky homemade organic mask.
Now, with my recently acquired knowled in food chemistry (actually, you dont need to do wat i do to know this la, but i just felt like bragging..hehhe) we needed a thickener, something to hold it together to create a paste...

Talk about a practical experiment!

Opened the fridge...saw the eggs...stopped to think bout the smell...made a face..decided WTF...broke the egg, added some water...mixed it a lil..and viola!

Taren: Bitch...you go first!
Me: Why me la??????
Taren: Shut up and lean your head back!
Me: Ok,Ok!!

There she was, in pure glee...slathering me with the oaty paste. Nevermind that it spilt onto my Tshirt, INTO my tshirt and on my neck. Her kind of sick fun!
And she was goin near my lips n all, I could almost taste the gross-looking thing.

Me: Enough d la...I'm not hungry!
Taren: I'm gonna stuff this shit in your mouth if you dont shut up now...You want cucumbers for your eyes?
Me:Hmmmmm...

So she goes to the fridge n gets Li Yens bluff Ponds Cucumber slices thingy and jabs it into my eyes.

Taren: Ok now, for once...QUIET!!
Me: But aren't you gonna put some too?
Taren: You tell me how it is later, and I'll decide....
Me:Put now la...togedher-gedher...
Taren:Who's gonna put for me???

I forgot that I was blinded by the cucumbers...

Anyways...about 15 mins after that, I started to feel as if the paste grew claws, the way it was stretching and pulling at my skin...
OK!Time to wash....
The gunk didnt look like it was gonna go down the sink or toilet bowl without jamming the pipeholes...so i had to hover over the bin n clean my face before washing.

Forget that it looked like what it did, and the texture was far from appealing...the potion did work! It left my skin feeling cool and purified...hehheh.
My face was glowing...and I looked fairer( for once Taren agreed with something I said)
It was awesome!

Taren: Ok now, my turn!
Me: You're lucky this experiment worked...or else.....

Ok..time to be Cinderella n tapau dinner for my darling,lazy Tarro and Elaine...then hit PROTEIN! Joy!

Boys can be dears...

Mai Yin and I were going thru the junk on the dining table, when I found this card Navin wrote me sometime last year during one of the Ipoh boys' binge-drinking-girl-oogling trip up to Penang. I was pretty down, and I remember laughing till my sides almost split when I read his card. Was really very sweet of him...

The night before we were at SS, dancing till it was almost sunrise...and I remember him insisting that I sleep on the same bed as him....Stupid nut!


This is the envelope of the card...
Apparently,he put on my lipstick n kissed the card,so yeah, that's his lip print...(I wasn't at home to see all this, but just the thought of it...goodness, I crack up even picturing him kissing the envelope, red-lipped like a geisha)




Then there's the content of the card..Navin's truly one of a kind. See how he drew the konon 'both of us'? Me in a skirt with my hair all spiked up..and the lyrics to Vaseegara...Pretty intense huh?;)
When he arrived at my apartment, I was leaving for church in Mark's car..so thats what the fuss is about, just in case you were wondering...

If you cant read whats written on the card,here it is:

Anu,
I just arrived at your place and YOU ARE NOT HERE!
GODDAMMIT whats wrong with you women?!
And I saw Mark. Thats right baby. Mark's gonna be in BIG TROUBLE! His days are numbered. NUMBERED, BABY!

So anyway....just wanted to let you know...
I'm wearing shorts with no undies. I cam here all the way to show you Mr HAPPY. Now he's SAD. You went against SCIENCE, WOMAN!
You killed my sperm. My man-juice!Please return my sms and my calls. I told you already. Your life is changed. Your weekend is screwed. You belong to me, baby!

Vaseegara...en nenjinille...won punmanniell...senthinall poothum...

Keep this card whenever you go to the toilet and think of me..
"gonna be by your siiiiiiiide now.."

From your BABY BOY, NAVIN!

Of first impressions and flirting..

If first impressions are gonna be a deciding factor if there're gonna be a chance for a next meeting, I dont think there'll be many for me.
See, my problem is, though I dont look it, I am exteremely shy when I'm around people I barely know. Extremely shy, and extremely conscious.
Some who know what a clown I can be are probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about..

The truth is, as impossible as it may seem, I can get really quiet. And if I kinda fancy a person, all the english lessons in the world cant help me,coz all my words and grammar gets jumbled up. It's so stupid, coz in the end i come across looking really dumb..and feeling very much the same.
Besides appearing truly boring, of course.

It's really frustrating sometimes, coz you wanna impress, but you get worried if you accidentally say something stupid, or something that night give you away.
Wait a minute...why do i keep saying 'you', I mean 'me'..:)

Then there's the thing about flirting.
Whats the use of being single when you cant flirt?Right?
Right..
Now, I CANNOT flirt to save myself. It's just not in me la I guess. Batting eyelashes and suggestive body languange is as far from me as heaven is from the earth.
And I dont plan to try. Coz I've seen girls who try too hard. At the end of it all, they look like they're suffering from severe symptoms of an eye infection. And those with the overworked body language appear whore-ish..
Mai Yin is the grand master sifu at this, and so are most of the shah alam girls I've met(must be the air they breathe)

So the plan is for me n Jo ( though I think she does it pretty well unrealisingly :)) to get a 101 from her before we graduate. Chunku is so gonna kill me..I love you Kavitha/Kalpana!!

Shit, I'm sleeppppppppppppyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!