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Friday, December 02, 2005


Chick Literature: How They Define Womenkind


"A damn good book!" - Jolene Lai.

One of the nicest things in the world is when a good ol' chick lit gets converted into a movie.

I'm still holding out for Divas Las Vegas(Belinda Jones) and PS. I Love You.(Cecilia Arhern), probably the best so far in the chick literature genre.

With all the books-to-movie conversions, I'm trying to get my hands on as many of it as possible. Like Narnia and Memoirs Of A Geisha! I know, I know, disappointment could ensue, yeah. But the only book-to-movie book I've read is Harry Potter and that does NOT count.

Chick lit is food for the soul!

Nothing beats being able to snuggle up on the couch on a rainy evening whilst turning the pages and chuckling and tearing along.

The ingredients to make a good chick lit is:

a) A messed up girl
b) A funny guy who unexpectedly becomes the sweetest love interest
c) A gay friend
d) An obsession of a certain kind. (ie. shoes, shopping, drugs..etc)
e) Weird parents
f) An apartment (important for all the raunchy sex scenes)
g) Missions (usually it's marriage.....*makes a "what else?" kind of shrug*)
h) The obligatory bastard

My mother thinks that I have too many chick literatures as they are too predictable. Of course, chick literature dwells about messed up women and how they fall in love. Falling in love is always predictable. It's how it happens that isn't. :). So the story goes.

After half a decade of chick literature indulgence, a (ahem)young girl like me tends to develope the mindset of a 33 year old unmarried woman. The books keep pressing about how difficult it is to find love after the turning point of 30. Is it really?
Chick lit influences me to worry about the wrong things at the wrong time. Like how will I settle my credit card bills of the future. Hmm.

As lovely as chick literatures are, I can't help but question why are all the women in the books are 25-36 year old? It's strange how girls almost a decade younger can be so intrigued by the turmoils of older women. Is it the whole 'wearing-mum's-oversized-high-heels' concept? The same feeling we get when we dabble with our mums' make-up during our pre-puberty years?

A preparation guide of sorts, perhaps?

Girls are seldom attracted to portrayals of their own age group. Have you seen a 19 year old girl obsessing about Hillary Duff? Are any of YOU(assuming my readers are around my age) still buying editions of Sweet Valley Senior Year??

My sentiments exactly.

Tweens can't get enough about the way girls in their late-teens lead their lives. The unimaginable marginal of freedom we receive. The ability to go anywhere with a driving license, the chance to live away from home, the ability to buy whatever we want with the larger allowance,hanging out without a curfew, the love interests, the post-braces smile, make up skills....etc.

Thank you, Francine Pascal, creator of the Sweet Valley series, for all the enlightenment and training that you've provided me during my lonely ages of 10-14.

Then we as the late-teen girls sigh longingly at the high flying career women depicted in our chick literature. Pine longingly for the ability to swipe that platinum card and be non chalant about the piling bills.(This does not apply to rich brats who think their daddies shit gold bars and use their cards irrationally. Go away. SHoo. shoo.). Get all fuzzy inside when the man in the story proposes oh-so-romantically. Understand the obsession with shoes. *conspirational nod*

Then what do high flying career women read?

I should think cook books.

They want to be like the next generation: Old ladies who are damn good in the kitchen.

What do old ladies who are damn good in the kitchen read, you say?

...they're not very sure of it themselves. Too old liao, cannot see properly.

Ahaha, I shall not digress.

I'm trying to make a point about why there are no chick literature about 17-21 year old girls that appeals to 17-21 year old girls. The only stories about 17-21 year old girls in the shelves of MPH are located in the "Teens" section. We reel away from those shelves don't we? Bring on 'General Fiction' anytime! *does a small jiggle*

They are just so lame. But maybe I should not judge so fast as I have not laid my hands on anything so juvenile since.. like I said, half a decade ago.

It's different in the movies though. Strange as it seems. Hmmmm.

Okay, so maybe we don't bring movies into the picture, just stick to literature. Or writings, what have you.

You cannot get the same absorbing type of feeling proper chick literature gives you as compared to Sweet Valley-esque type of books at this age. But why is it that you "so feel" for bloggers who are of your age and follow each entry like a reality tv show so passe, dramas are all the rage, I say. So, yeah, like a drama serial.

Is it not writings depicting lives of 17-21 year old girls?

It's time for someone to write a proper book for girls our age about girls our age.

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Ooh! Random photos:

There's a strange creature festering in our house. I'm serious. We think it's a mutated cockroach. Don't you think it looks like Stitch from Lilo and Stitch?


Look at the hands wei..nasty shit!


Looks like fried chicken too! Just imagine if they included this in Fear Factor.


One of my housemates is sick. Hehehe, disturbed her by making a replica of one of her vomitting pills. Kekekeke.


My weak attempt at making dentures.


My oil burner.


I put glitter on top of the candle before burning it and what dya know? Glitter don't melt!

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Wednesday, November 30, 2005


I'm A Nice Person After All

I realised that I can be quite a bitch when I stay with people other than family.

Of course we must have other people to stimulate the inner bitch in me.
But where is the line drawn between bitchy and just plain "what a fucking bitch"?

We all know the stories about Vinnie and the housemates. But you've not heard the latest.

Sometimes it's better to forgive and forget. Just read on first okay?


A couple of weeks ago, Li Shen wanted to study next to me and Vinnie's table is next to me. Vinnie was upstairs so Li Shen sat at her table. Then she started to get too comfortable and even put her leg up on the table. I mean hahaha, dah lah enemies, quite bad also lah.

Then Vinnie came down and shouted, "LISHEN, YOU MIND AR?!!! US INDIANS AR... HATE PEOPLE WHO PUT THEIR LEGS UP ON OUR TABLE."

Of course, every race also don't like anyone to put their legs up on their tables lah. She must've been too angry because she's actually a Punjabi, she made a typo talko.
Li Shen scurried away and Vinnie touched the table and did a little prayer. At that moment, I was like, "Wah sei, damn fake."

Was memang pissed with her already and so I decided to take revenge ona behalf of Li Shen who went upstairs.

Vinnie's not a great singer especially when she has a Windows Media Player on. Plus, I can usually hear every thing the singer is crooning. It's that loud. So I was waiting for her to start singing so that I can say coldly, "Eh, can you not sing ar?"

But she didn't start singing. The second opportunity was there though, so I took it.

"I can hear every single word," I said in my best bitchiest voice.(Thanks Amanda for the training!)

She innocently said, "Hahh?"

I repeated, "I. CAN. HEAR. EVERY. SINGLE. WORD."

She didn't answer me and we just ignored each other. Then she went to the bathroom and once again she didn't press the flush button so I said, "You didn't press the flush button again!" and slammed the door.

We were both ignoring each other again after that.

The following morning, she told Li Shen, "Eh, I went to your room and I saw my chair there." Then I butt in with a damn sweet voice and said, "Oh? You WENT into LI SHEN'S room?"

She buat innocent and said, "Oh nolah, just passing through!"

After a small argument about the silly plastic chairs, I went back to my desk to study. She was studying there and her file was jutting towards my side and I took my huge ass heavy water bottle and pushed forcefully at her file. She took her file and slammed it on the table.

We ignored each other again.

Then after awhile her elbow was jutting towards my table. I really wanted to say, "Us Chinese ar.. don't like people's elbows on our table."

But that would've been too mean and I couldn't say it. So I just settled for, "Excuse me, your elbow?"

We ignored each other more after that.

We went out for dinner and didn't even care about her. She became seriously pissed after that. Banging things, playing the music loud loud.

She even said she wanted to shift out to our other classmates. We were like, "good riddance!"

We were even glaring at each other and giving each other those lingering evil glares... fierce wei.

The entire house didn't talk to her for a week plus and I myself cooled down already. The bitch in me upped and left.

It was damn pitiful actually. She'd lock herself up in her room and would only come downstairs to take water and other than that, she's just up stairs for the rest of the time.

One time while I was cooking spagghetti, I saw that she had a coat on and I just felt that she was so pityful so I tried to make conversations. I asked, "You cold issit?"

I gave her a shy smile.

I mean I understand how painful it can be to live with a bunch of people who won't reply you, won't talk to you and will just do whatever they can to snub you. But this has got to stop because she never did anything EXTREMELY horrible to begin with.

In all honesty, I can't even remember what's the worst that she has done.

I would give small smiles when I see her around uni. Nod at her when she comes home.

I think it is time that this should blow over.

Yesterday I even engaged her in conversation by offering to correct her spelling error in her psychology presentation slides. She returned the favour by helping me to kill a bee that was going into my room.

But she's seen how mean I can be and I don't want to go back to before, but I just want this polite distance between us.

I don't want to be mean. I wonder what got into me before. *shakes head*

Jayelle's back and neck ached at 6:20:46 pm
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Monday, November 28, 2005


Because Every Picture Tells A Story

My hostel has too many roaches. They measure about nearly 3 inches on the average. I am not shitting you. I was studying and then I felt something fall on my head. SOMETHING CANNOT FALL ON MY HEAD FROM A CEILING.

It then fluttered on my head for awhile before falling onto my arm, allowing me to realise what it is, and then my leg!! And it had the cheek to crawl down my leg and I SCREAMED AND SCREAMED until all my housemates came downstairs. Hahahaha.

Wuan Phing then rolled up a newspaper and slammed down on it. We left the newspaper covering the bastard in all its cockroach juice glory. Too disgusted to clear it up yet. Let it fester until the following day. Hehe.

When I removed the newspaper the next morning, it could still move! Pissed, I took Ridsect and sprayed and sprayed until it was completely covered in the white poison. Yes....*puts fingers together like Mr.Burns*... wriggle my child, wriggle to the smelly depths of insectiside hell.



Everytime I kill an insect, sure got another fellow species come and seek revenge one. I was eating a bowl of cereals one morning and Li Shen walked pass my room and said, "Wah, gom tai ge kah chat geh?"(What a huge cockroach!) I thought she was joking... but ended up having to battle the roach myself again. Swat at it and it fell on my bed.. UGHHH.. Then it ran into one of my bags and I heard it scurrying inside and I turned the bag inside out and MURDERED IT WITH INSECTISIDE and slammed another newspaper on it.


Not my fault it chose to die on top of the whiz kid's head. Sorry. I think the whiz kid is very clever though. I hope slapping a cockroach with a photograph of someone's face is not a curse of any sort. :(


Another one of my creations! Mushroom and gravy!! Yum! LOL.


Poured all over my mediocre spagghetti. Don't buy any other brands BUT Preggo sauce please. That's the reason why it tasted weird. It just wasn't Preggo.


Kedah is THIS boring. I've created more during my boredom. Nice or not??:D The purple thing on the right is a snake, yes. If you're asking me why it has ears, I also don't know why. When I told Li Shen, "Snakes cannot hear one lah, why you put ears?" Then she said, "So he can hear lorh. Poor thing ma." -_-;.

Latest additions are a candy, an icecream cone, a pau, polo mint, a bowl of porridge, a birthday cake with wordings, three stalks of roses, a sushi, watermelon, a basket of dimsum, a toiletbowl with shit and tissue paper, a dice, a supposedly Care Bear(the pink ugly bear look-alike), a spasticated Mickey Mouse(can you spot it?), a French Man with a ciggarette, a mangosteen and an orange. A durian is in progress.

I'll show you a few of my favourites upclose.


Candy. Like the swirly colours? I'm good. Tell me I'm good:)


HAHAHA, comes with shit and all. Tissue paper is so real, courtesy of Wuan Phing.


Bonjour! French man smoking. The main attraction of this model is the eyes.


Top view.


A white rose... nice leh!! I mixed the colours for the stalk. Green and black to get dark green.


three roses...:)

And yes, I was back again for the weekend. Classes ended before lunch so I arrived in Subang just in time for dinner! :)

Came home and mum told me that Dad is reading my blog already and she mentioned the bra-swatting entries. Sigh. It's time to filter my entries. Everybody say hello to my dad, my latest reader. :)

Mel came to pick me up to go to Tanjung for a spontaneous yamcha with a fragment of the gang. Thousand apologies to those that I did not contact. Sorryyy..

and I were there since 9pm and they only started arriving just after 10pm. Friday nights are usually one of the busiest nights for Everybody had other plans so it was abit sad as we went there to tumpang three tables. MelTanjung and everyone were giving us the evil glare.

It was damn funny because we wanted to convince other people (and the mamaks) that we had imaginary friends with us.

The mamaks glared at us and Mel did an innocent cute peace sign back at them. Then I also follow and did somemore peace signs with a huge grin. Then I got carried away and started to puff my cheeks and poke my cheeks with both fingers. Mel was laughing like mad and she said, "Doing it in front of the camera is ONe thing, doing it in front of a mamak is Sooo..sooo..wrong." HAhahahahaha.

We were talking to our imaginary friends and offering them drinks and patting them on their backs and when I was half way talking to Prim(one of my Imaginary Friends), Barry popped his head down, table level, and said, "Hell-loo!"

HAHAHA. We explained the concept of imaginary friends to him and he acquired a few himself. Even engaging Prim in conversation. How nice of him.

Then Mun Teng joined us and when she took the chair next to me, I said, "Ow!" and we all cracked up. HAhahaha. Stupidness.


Barry and Mel posing with one of the imaginary friends.


Prim and I. Doesn't she look hot with her latest haircut? You don't think so?

Then the real human beings FINALLY came. Grr. Mun Teng, Esther, Kwo Kuang, Chien, Chun Guan, E-Guy, Chun Meng, Chin Ju and Amanda who joined us while she was with her events job doing some rounds.:) I can't believe I didn't take a photo of everybody!! My apologies. Here're a few though:


Kwo Kuang pretending only lah.


Mun Teng and Esther.


E-Guy and Chun Guan.


Chun Meng.

Chee Kiang has finally completed his A-Levels and came back to Malaysia on Saturday. Finally went out with him during the weekend.:) We watched Just Like Heaven, had dinner at Fish and Co and ended the night with a mamak session in Tanjung(the mamak people should be sick of me by now). The last time I saw him was two weeks before my national service. :

 
Some people pray before they eat, I take photos.


Chee Kiang's dish. It's actually a fish covered in something like spinach and that's not carrot, it's rice!


:)

Sunway Pyramid is so beautiful this time of the year with their Christmas decorations! I think it's the prettiest so far. The Sphinx didn't get to wear a christmas bell though, but other than that, it was beautiful. Li Shen and I were staring at in awe when her brother drove us home from KL on Friday evening.

Some photos of the decor near the entrance:


The glitter covered floor. I am obsessed with glitter.


Christmas flowers!


Nice leh!


I like this one the most!

Then it's back to kedah again. Sigh.


Fortunately I got the back seat with ample leg space.:D Chillin' with a CLEO magazine(December issue!)

The only part I like about the rides back to Kedah... is the journey through the highlands. Always got mist one!! I have always been fascinated by mist especially when it is damn thick. Just like how I love glitter.







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Hi, my name is Jolene and if there is a question in your head, this answer will definitely answer it: I was wrong and irrational. I was being a woman.


Jolene Lai, Jolene Lai,
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