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Sunday, December 31, 2000


Happy New Year!!!



Counting down...



I don't know whether to cry or to laugh. It's been a long day. I was transferring all the files from my laptop to Dad's laptop without the ghosting option. I'm still not done yet. Yes, I have a lot of things kept.

I need to laugh. For once, when I really needed to laugh... I just can't.

For goodness sake, it's New Year's Eve. Why can't things go right for once? When everyone else is out having fun or waiting expectantly for the clock to strike 12, I'm here, mourning over my lost things.

I must sound like a fucking depressed freak now.



I have an empty FTP folder. Empty.

How is it possible?



Just when it hit #100 entry, DigitalRice freaked out.

My guestbook (or what used to be my guestbook) is screwed. It only says "Document Not Found" now. I went to DigitalRice support forums, and it says the same thing. I guess all files in the CGI directory are gone.

Sigh. What a great New Year present.



Ack. I just missed dinner. Oh no! *horrified gasp* Shall I starve tonight?

Well... there's always instant noodles.



Hahahaha... maybe I should call up Sookie's cellphone and talk in Mandarin too. And freak her out a little. And then she'll start thinking I'm some obsessive psychotic stalker who somehow had gotten her number.

So I'm evil. Sue me. *evil grin*

Oh, wait. That won't quite work all that well. She knows my number.

Darn. And I thought I had her there.



Last year today, I was at Lee Lian's house, watching TV, counting down, playing with her little brother, popping popcorns in the kitchen, snacking, wearing silly party hats, and just plain hanging out and having fun. Like friends do.

Today, I'm all alone in my room, typing away on the keyboard, jotting down last year's memories in my weblog, reminiscing the past.

I miss her.



Can you believe that I'll be hanging out around my house the whole day today? It's New Year's Eve, and it's like nothing right now. Ugh. I need some excitement, damn it. I want to go out and have fun.



Anyone who has me on their AIM list, I'm sorry to inform you that I'm using a new laptop and it's unfortunate I can't just ghost things over. Bleh. So now I'll have to download everything again.

But... I can't download AIM for some reason. It always ends at 75%. I will try again later, but for now, it's upsetting.

So, if you guys have ICQ or something, my UIN is 8954899. Tell me your AIM screen name though, so that I recognize you and add you. Hehe.

I'm paranoid of stalkers.



I'm playing Monopoly with Rhett at Games.Com.

Care for a game? :)



Sookie and I are getting to be crazy again. This time we're blogging at 2.30am.

Oh yes, we are a couple of netheads.



Dad's asking me to sleep now. It's like, 2.30am. I probably should. But I'm kinda getting addicted to being online late at night.

That is not good for my school hours.



I should start revising soon, but you know what?

I didn't even get ready all the textbooks, uniforms, and stuffs yet. I'm a good student. I admit it.

Muahahahahaha.



I'm getting afraid of the term "Form Five".

Someone help me.



I do not want to go back to school. I do not want to go back to school. I do not want to go back to school. I do not want to go back to school. I do not want to go back to school.

Yes, school sucks.

But life goes on.



Two days left. Two.

Can you believe that a month and a half just passed by like that, in a blur? It just felt like yesterday I just got out from school, free to enjoy myself. And now... I'm going back to school in two days. It's like a prison sentence. The gavel sliced through the air and bangs onto the top of the podium. The noise echoed throughout the room, breaking the silence. Everyone stared upfront, shocked still.

The sentence was delivered. Already. Nothing could be changed anymore. I just watched as my freedom--my future--flies away like a bird released from its cage. As it flies away to freedom, leaving me here, trapped for eternity.

There was nothing I could do about it.



It's already the 31st? Oh no. Not again.

New Year's Eve.

I always get sick on New Year's Eve.

It's some friggin' world conspiracy against me.



You know what? For some reason DigitalRice is freaking out. Which means my diary is virtually inaccessible.

How oddly fitting.



I wanted to try out Linux, really. However, my brother seems to have bought the WinMe CD.

How is WinMe, really? Good? Bad? Cool? Sucks?



By the way, I think webcams nowadays are shaped in a really cute way! Hahaha... I mean, look at the Logitech round ones. And then there was the Intel spaceship-like ones. And then there was the Creative one with the squid-like-shaped ones.

Gosh... this just makes me want them all the more!



I want the Intel Pocket PC Camera. Yes, the one that's priced at RM570. Ouchie. I know, how high those standards are... oh well. I heard that the Logitech one is RM550, which isn't much of a difference... and Creative Webcam Go was RM450 (the least I could get).

When I was at Imbi Plaza, I saw a really cute PenCam. It's small and cute and portable and priced at RM200-something. I kind of want it when I saw it, but then the pictures taken aren't really clear, so... blah!

Saturday, December 30, 2000


Stephanie is so cute. Hehe. Thanks for the hug, girlie. Sure needed that. :)



If any of you had been chatting to me or something, and all of the sudden I either stop replying, go offline, or something equally weird happen... just remember this: getting disconnected is not my hobby.

You can just send your thank-you notes to Jaring, okay? They're the ones who are nice enough to let me have Internet access when I pay them some cold, hard cash... and then disconnects me every 5 fucking seconds!!!

It really gets frustrating after a while. And sometimes I just bang my hands on the keyboard and watch while the gibberish of letters jumps onto the screen. And then I'll decide if I have the tolerance left to stand getting online and bear through the possibility of getting disconnected once again.

And while we're at it, TMnet isn't all that either. Don't believe the damn (I was going to use "stupid") advertisements they have on TV and radio. I couldn't get online for three friggin' weeks! That got on my (frayed) nerves so much I switched to TIMEnet for a week, and then on to Jaring (which now sucks like shit too).

Where are all the good ISPs when you need them?



I came here and was amazed how subtlity and simplicity can be made into something so fragile and beautiful. A flower.



Looking back at my old designs and surfing into other people's sites, I realize one thing. I never seem to design really, really complicated-looking layouts. Oh yeah, the HTML source code is really complicated (if you've ever peeked), but the results from an outside view looked plain and simple. I never could do anything that make people go, "Woah, that's really so damn great! How on Earth does she do that?!"

I tend to be extremely subtle with my designs. Subtle. That's it. I don't make anything particularly eye-catching (even when I use bright colors). So if you tell me to do something really eye-catching, at most the eye-catching part is maybe a very tiny part of the layout.

That kind of tells you a bit of my personality.



Sometimes I just stumble upon beautiful pages.

Well, actually, I just got curious because I got to this blog through the link in Sookie's weblog, with a weblog link called "Vern" (which you know is part of my name) on the side, so I clicked to the weblog, which eventually led me to the personal page.

It's pretty though. One of the best pages that implements anime into the design. And I normally don't like sites with anime. This time, there's an exception already.

I keep surprising myself.



Do everyone really expect every computer nuthead to wear glasses?



Oftentimes people wonder why am I so different online and offline. Maybe it's just because online, I feel as if I can be the real me. And offline, I feel trapped. Everyone seem to expect something of me. And I don't like that.

So really, it's no wonder why I tend to be online so much.



No webcam yet. I don't have a fucking USB port.

Rawr.



Today is one of those days I just want to ram my head against the wall. Better to get it over with than to suffer through all this.



I tried sending a congratulations email to Rhianna before I left for KL, but when I came back, I found out that my email got bounced.

Friday, December 29, 2000


I'm home!!!

And I'm tired like hell. With a headache. Ugh. Sitting in the car for 5 hours isn't heaven, that's for sure. Plus, we've been walking around all day, so my feet's pretty much dead too, at the moment.

I'll blog more tomorrow. Right now I'm... too... tired.

Wednesday, December 27, 2000


Okay, parents are up. And I got a mild scolding from Dad for staying up all night.

Gotta go now!



Wait a minute. It's nearly 6am. And my parents aren't even awake yet.

What...???

I thought we are leaving at 6am!



Well... I'm logging off now and packing my bags. Then I'll take a shower. And if the time lets me, I might bum around for a while. And I probably will not sleep.

Stranger things has happened.



Oh yeah, hey, Sookie. Is your new layout only for 800x600 normal browser? Cause the images don't quite meet the status bar (in some pages) in my "widened" browser.



The trick to scoring in schools' essays is to make the teacher like you. From then on, whether it's depressive shit or whatever, it works cause the teacher is going to think you're a genius in writing.

But then again, you can't have creativity in Malaysian schools. They just compress your style. You're supposed to be one of the mindless robots.

How unfortunate. But what do you expect?



Oh, yes, I believe we are insane. What a time to be awake at. Heh.

I haven't done my Chinese New Year shopping either. But I kinda don't plan to wear red.

Red. Eekz.

I don't mean to say that I'm going to forget about traditions. But wearing red just makes my cheeks even redder. Eww. I looked like a tomato. No, seriously.

I'll just settle for maroon or something. Heh.



It's a big change from the grey-ness of the past two layouts. Maybe she got rid of the "grey bug" (the one she "gave" me). Now it has a lot of colors, a lot of different layouts for each section.

Hey, Sookie, mind to tell me what is the remedy to it?



How weird can it get when more people go to my diary than my site when it is the site that is most linked?

Maybe it's the updates. Yeah, I barely update my site anymore. I admit that. But I still do, once in a while! Or maybe people just like me talking a load of craps.

Who knows?



I had a talk with Stephanie today, through AIM. For a first conversation, somehow it went really well. Normally I have very awkward, very silent, very polite first conversations.

Can I just blame myself for being a shy girl?



I'm not kidding when I say I love the way Sookie write. It's amazing. The closure and everything... I don't know. I feel so inferior now.



Pei. Pei. Pei. And Pei.

Only the last one is me.



You know, this look pretty good in a gothic way. A bit scary, maybe, but still...

Tuesday, December 26, 2000


Someone asked me why I use the nickname "Toothpaste Addict" in this weblog. I don't really know why. It's the nickname my older brother bestowed upon me a year or two ago when he made a mock movie credits of:

I Know What You Did Last Summer (In The Toilet)
Starring:
Lee Pei Vern as the Toothpaste Addict

There you go. That's the reason. I thought it was kind of cute and silly, so I went for it. Besides, my parents had been bugging me about my teeth. As if I don't know I don't have pretty, shiny-white teeth. So long I don't get dragged to the dentist, I'm happy.



Just got back from dinner with the immediate family. I wouldn't imagine my parents would ordered so many dishes for our meal. I feel oh-so-stuffed. I don't think I can walk anymore.

It's the first time in ages I ate a proper dinner at the table with my family.



Stale just got hacked yesterday night. And now there's an lousy advertisement to the hacker's site on the page.

Some people just have too much time on their hands.



Some damn rooster is right outside the window crowing its head of. I find that very annoying.

Maybe because it sounded half dead.

And maybe it's because it's 4-fricking-pm.



You know what? I'd like to be at KL for the New Year. It would be really fun, don't you think? So far all of my New Years are at Kemaman... it's nothing new, nothing special. I don't know...

I wonder if my parents would let me stay back from the KL trip a little longer.

Monday, December 25, 2000


Stale's really, really quiet these days. I wonder if everyone is having fun for their Christmas?



I think it's weird how a lot of Asian girls (who lives in Asia) I know are getting sick.

Is it just the rainy weather or is our antibodies not strong enough?



She says it's really noticable in the source codes whether you use some programs to generate your HTML or you write your own. Other than the obvious META tags, what else can prove it? Some claims that the way your HTML is typed. From what I know, HTML codes generated are in caps and have perfect tabs.

But what if those people are some perfectionist freak like me, who caps all their HTML codes?



I want to buy a webcam. Logitech or Intel?



I would like to skip rope or something. That would be what I'm doing if I'm not such a lazy ass. I think I'm too short. And I am too short, actually.

Time to start skipping?



Guess what? I'm going down to KL again on the 27th till the 29th. It's supposedly a vacation, of course. I have no idea yet where we would be staying at, but most likely at some hotel.

I wonder if I can somehow get to meet Tiffany along with Sookie while I'm there.

Anyone else?



Merry Christmas everyone! I uploaded a cool wav file of my voice (okay, not so cool, but still) giving a Christmas greeting.

So go to the audio page now. I'll have other stuffs on later. Like me singing something (don't blame me if it's off-key, I never claimed to be a good singer).

I recorded most of it when I was having a sore throat though. Haha.

Wednesday, December 20, 2000


I met up with Sookie and Sebastian during the trip.

I wonder what they think of me now.



It was my mom's birthday yesterday. I bought a book for her at KL. I reached home about 15 minutes before midnight struck, so I was in time to wish her happy birthday in person. Although I already called her up from KL during the morning to wish her happy birthday.

I'm sad that I didn't get to eat dinner with them. Birthday dinners are always the best. Not because of the food, but because it's a special celebration.



It's been a long time, yes?

I'm back in Kemaman. It was an okay trip. I'm kind of tired now though. Read my journal entries if you want the detailed infos on what went on during the whole trip. You can also know who I got pissed off at.

Sunday, December 10, 2000


I won't be online tonight. As for a journal entry, I'm still not sure. Maybe an early entry. We'll see. But DigitalRice still isn't letting me log into the FTP. I wonder what is the problem.

I'm supposed to meet up with Li Chin at 8.30pm at Wong's Photo to register for our road law test. And after that I'm supposed to be overnighting at her place. I don't know for what exactly or why I'm supposed to sleepover. But I'd do that since she asked. I gather that she still need to talk out some stuffs.



I went out at 3-something when Li Chin and Sh Yang came over to pick me up. We were supposed to go and yum cha together, but we ended up hanging out in the car (Sh Yang was driving) because Li Chin was talking about her problems.

I came back at 5.30pm or so. Her problem wasn't solved yet though. Unfortunately.