After Party Sleepover

Afternoon hey! Time to write part two of Saturday night's enthusiasm, pardon the wait!

Following our arrival to Nedd's house after #WorldStageMy, we took turns rushing our showers as we couldn't afford to waste the time off such a gold dust event. Of course, everyone began to seek for the wifi password because there were so much about the music fest to share! That annoyed Nedd for sure. What was more infuriating to her was after we obtained the password - everyone lied slackly on the bed, tapping on our smartphones vigorously with screen displays of Instagram, Facebook, Twitter etc. Can you imagine our reactions when she ordered us to grab the snacks we just bought downstairs? No one budged a muscle. Nedd was sent to an outburst causing us to leave the room in milliseconds. Scary.

I remember I was starving nuts that the 200g pack of Koko Krunch I purchased was gobbled off in seconds. Ah, that reminds me of having such a satisfying cheat day! Before #WorldStageMy I had a sweet red bean sundae from Milkcow & a cinnamon roll from Coffea Coffee, then a bag of sugary cereal at night. Much yum! Did I lied to myself saying I need them calories to rave my way through the fest? I think so. *smirks* Moving on, we had a game of Uno to buy the night time. Yup just one game, that actually took more than HALF AN HOUR (my bad, I set the rule of only one card can be discarded during each turn despite its same number & colour). Twenty minutes later, everyone stared at me like I'm the headmistress of our school, wanting to stab me in the head. Gienne even fell asleep during the game. I don't even remember who won.

Uno for four!

As presumed, every single one of us cried for bedtime immediately after the horrible Uno game ended. Gienne & Michelle slept on the cozy bed, while Nedd & I conquered the wooden-tiled floor. Obviously, I brought my 7-year slumber pal along - Jibby! (aka my sleeping bag) What's not the expected part was me turning into a caterpillar, creating choky laughters in the room.

Wakakakaka. 

How I look like when I'm playing Crossy Road.

Caterpillar says goodnight.

Next morning, our plan to hang out in the park was umm, terminated by our unable-to-wake-up heads. Besides Michelle who had to hop out of bed at 7 due to her parents arrival at 8, everyone was whining non-stop while clinging ourselves onto pillows. Sluggish kids we are. Eventually we did nothing until my ride came at half past 9. Regardless of the unproductive morning, oh gosh the night was one of the best hours of darkness I'd ever experienced. Another satisfying tick on my bucket list thanks to the #SneakersSquad! Without them I would had already rot into mushrooms years ago.

Peace out, Nandos. #firsttime

^ Sliding in a little extra of Sunday night, a warm dinner consisting the UOC 14/15 and the Scouters was held at Taipan's Nandos. Believe me or not, it was actually my first time digging into Nandos! (yup just laugh it out bro) Love its extra hot sauce & sweet potato mash. What a fun night to wrap the year off with the fabulous team of 15.

Phew, it's been a long time since I enjoyed such a excitement-filled weekend. Fingers crossed for more before the huge examination barge its way into my life. Also looking forward to next year's #WorldStageMy with the squad!

Cheers, Alanis xx.

MTV World Stage Malaysia '15

Huge morning to you all lovely humans! Last night was such a blast it felt like I was in some deep hallucination.

From the evident title, you guys probably know where my night was spent yesterday aites! One word to describe it - unbelievable. The crowd was flooding Sunway Lagoon's Surf Beach, music was super invigorating, and the ones who performed were awe-inspiring. To me, I attend this once-a-year music fest to meet Sekai no Owari, Carly Rae Jepsen & Jason Derulo! Oh gosh I don't even know where to start, they were tearing the stage into pieces. Sekai no Owari made me love them more (the piano performance is heart melting I swear), Carly's performance was perfectly executed & her songs were soul-satisfying, Jason Derulo literally stole the show. His dancers were sight-killers my jaw remained open while they did hysterical moves. Plus the songs he chose to present? Yaassss.

Ah, almost forgot to mention the crew that I went with. They were Nedd (of course), her sister Gienne, and Michelle. What a night of our lives we lived. On top of that, we even met cool people during the event - Benjamin Kheng, JinnyBoy & Mark O'Dea! Hmm there were definitely cons too besides the pros, for example the heartless smokers who are doing an excellent job teaming up with Mr. Haze. I don't care if it's a cigarette or an e-vapor, you're still smoking shit in public, godammit.

Tickets for four.

With JinnyBoy!

Sneakers Squad.

Stage from far view.

View from sitting down *pants*.

Chilling in Pyramid after it ended.

Soon after the event came to an end, we had a sleepover in Nedd's house (or slumber party as she would have it). But well, I'm just going to keep this post until here, obeying the title's accent. The crazy sleepover part will have to wait for tomorrow, so stay tuned!

Hope you peeps had a fun Saturday night too!

Rock on, Alanis xx.

Triumph & Bliss

Evening, world! Today was splendid, had so much enjoyment on an exam break day. Would be even delightful to share the glee with you all!

Wondering why an exam break day snapped out of nowhere? Our school's co-curricular awarding ceremony was situated on this 'prominent' day. Why prominent you ask? Teeheehee. We 104th Scouts of Petaling had achieved several winnings in various categories - we'd proudly won the Best Documentation Award, 1st runner up of the Best Notice Board Award, and 1st runner up of the Most Outstanding Uniform Movement Award! Here's the exciting part, we were the only ones to win as many as 3 hampers. What an amazement.

Unit of Council 2014/2015

After the contented yet stodgy event, we finally get to free ourselves from the formalities & the time to go wild arrives. Yup it's going to sound awkwardly witty, but today was the first time Nedd & I got our hands on a monopod. Without a doubt, you could probably imagine how riotous we were as if we were on weed or something worse. Our ally, Yiqian even got dragged into the party. Welp. 

Stealing Nedd's trophy.

Probably the best shot without crap.

Me: Why is it taking so long?

Far shot. 

Confusing blend of disgust & unease.

Psst, we're batman's sidekick.

H. e. y.

Frienship of 5 years & still going.

With the cool monopod featured above, I bet you guys are going to love the vlog that I'm going to film this Saturday; 3 more days to MTV World Stage 2015! My soul for music's already pumped up sky high to watch Jason Derulo & Carly Rae Jepsen perform their hearts out. It even seems impossible to wait for Saturday's arrival! Also, here's last Saturday's vlog if you missed it. 

That's all for today & I'll write to you peeps soon! :)

Cheers, Alanis xx.

Seafield's Rainbow Run

What's up internet users! (wow what a techy way to address you people)

How would I describe today, you ask? It was a morning of fitness contentment & some breathing difficulties. As what you spot from this blog's title, today I participated in my school's fundraising event - Rainbow Run 2015! Well, don't be confused, it's just an eerie name of the typical colour runs that are hosted everywhere nowadays. Turned out to be such a blast!

Exceptionally, competence & vigor are both prime concerns in any type of runs I participate (including the ones that award medals to people who crawl their way to the finish line), due to that adage I took the run solemnly & completed the 5K run in 34.32 minutes. Peculiarly, my Nike Running app tracked 6.58km which snapped me a little during the run. Admitting it's not really the best pace I could had done, but it was quite a satisfaction that I managed to maintain speed all the way to the finish line.

Did I mentioned 'breathing difficulties'? Ah that was because the colour powder was fluffing everywhere I had to hold my breath whenever I reached a colour station. Imagine yourself closing the ending line with your Galaxy Note 3 being entirely coated in purple & yellow dust. Scared the heck out of me.

The perfect photobomb.

Buddy tag!

The typical selfie?

One of my favourite shots. <3

With some amazing juniors! :)

Finisher Medal & Certificate.

Was an exciting & tiring day indeed! Looking forward to more runs in the future (preferably atypical ones) and a promise to myself to witness improvement in pace. Most importantly hoping that my running buddies are forever rebelling air friction by my side.

Have a great week!

Cheers, Alanis xx.

Young Millionaires

Hey peeps! How did the week went? Ah it felt like months to me, but the weekend was great!

So I had just attended a 2 day 'Young Millionaire' course hosted by the best selling author Dato' Joey Yap. Hmm how did it went you ask? I would say that it was best Saturday I invested my time & money in. Not just I got myself inspired much, but it sort of woke me up in many ways. An alarm reminder I needed since I own a dream.

Throughout the course, I slowly realised that I'm a kid who owns many talents & skills, but I'm just lying on my beanbag waiting for them talents to shine on its own. Not just waiting, but the platform for the shining process is not even present. Yup I definitely am growing my YouTube channel by shovelling them talents there, but currently it only acts as an ordinary hobby that wouldn't get me anywhere if I only continue to just post content whenever I caught myself in boredom. Addition to that, it's freaking YouTube & Blogger, man. How high are the chances I could succeed in making a life being a YouTuber if I just post instrumental covers & animations like most people around me do better? Want to become a Young Millionaire, Alanis? Then I gotta start working on the extraordinary.

Dato' Joey Yap's life story was pretty cool too. Able to make huge bucks in the college/uni years was awe-inspiring enough for me, kinda reminds me of making a few hundreds out of selling comics during my early high school life. What a fun time it was. Speaking bout them comics, I should probably publish the new one sitting on my desk, still raw & jumbled in order if I desire compel to begin my path to becoming a YM.

Nope, don't you dare question me about SPM. Screw that shit.

Snapshot with Dato' Joey Yap :)

Saturday invested well.

Lastly, thank you lots to Dato' Joey Yap for hosting such a motivating & enkindling programme! All the best in life & enjoy doing the stuff you love.

Cheers, Alanis xx.

Father's Day Feast

Greetings warmhearted readers! How is everyone still hanging on for the week?

So, Father's Day last Sunday just elapsed with a blink of an eye. I had a pretty stunning one celebrating this not-to-be-forgotten occasion in a bar situated in KL. Yup, a woody bar with shelves of head-knocking alcohol & smoky air filled with music from the '70s. Love its atmosphere to the moon & back as I really demanded a bar to doze my gloom off. It's named 'Racks Bar & Baby Backs'.

Guessed it or not, pork ribs & apple cocktails are the trademarks of this shadowy pub. Recommended by my uncle from the States, our expectations were not ruined by disappointment. We requested one main course & a side to share, which are the pub's famous 'Crackling & Dip' and a full rack of ribs with two bold flavours (Torture Ribs & Asian Guinness Ribs). Let me tell you this, the presentation of Racks Bar's creations already snatched my eyes away, don't even get me started on their taste. One word - Amazinglicious. Best ribs in town, I say!

Ah, reaching the terrific bit of this unforgettable feast, of course we got ourselves liquid refreshments to praise off such comforting food. I menued myself a rum cocktail named Apple Sin while my blood-related associates went for mojitos & beer. Can't believe I'm saying this, but Apple Sin's my first real cocktail in life. It slided onto my side of the table garnished with a cinnamon-glazed apple slice. Boldly impressed, I took a small sip after a slight stir and ka-pow, it appeared that I just found my true love of moonshine. Rum, cinnamon, vanilla & apple juice agitated then flavours blasted with chips of ice until chemistry touches the right temperature. Heavenly feels.

The famed Pork Crackling, crisped with much love.

Apple Sin, so sinful I got succumbed by it.

Wistfully, I forgot to snap my cell's lens on the main array for the night (aka the beautiful rack of ribs). Well, there was probably some seventh sense of mine hinting me it's alright because I'll return soon to re-satisfy my hungry tastebuds. Ah, can't wait for that glorious moment.


Finally, Happy Belated Father's Day to all the super-dads out there!

Slobber & shots, Alanis xx.

Cfn 2015

Here's a scene of the event's BOD.

Qianrou - 4 years Cfn buddy. <3

I actually don't know what to start off with. To be honest, satisfaction isn't even included in it.


Screw the plot I'm not even in the mood to list out the stuff I went through in details, but it was a heck of awfully grey clouds I once threw in my letter of departure just to not let myself collide into that sight again. Imagine something I would die just so I wouldn't need to witness it happen in front of my empty eyes again. And it's heart-tearing to say this, but yes, it's happening again. The crap I used to cry in bed every single night as I didn't stand a chance to be in control of things, it's reliving history with a whole new level.

Now it sucks even more as my blog can't act as my smoke vent anymore as it's invaded with humans who shouldn't be knowing all the shit that's mashing up my life. Obvious enough, I'm not really in a role where I could explode whenever I feel like to or wherever I want to. My depression set to drain my thoughts in the morning hours only worsen things at the most incorrect time. It sawed me open in gory when the person whom stands on the fitting capability that offered real help became the main source of this repeating tornado. Admitting my current vulnerability, I cried nights & currently do so as I don't see a math equation that's able to fix this soul-fracturing drawback.

What's so dolorous that made words unfindable to express my unseeable tears? How can I even unleash the truth when the people around me also play a character of cause? How can I explain my dignity shattered into fine sand, mental persistence no longer hanging on the edgy cliff when there's not even one there with all ears in? Maybe I really am so odious I shouldn't be surprised seeing no shadows nearby to listen, maybe I'm just an idiot suffering with severe depression who can't face the mirror to obtain real help & instead lie dead on my desk every single day, smile so I could inspire people who look up to me, laugh like Mad Hatter so people think I'm okay. The strong cover I used to hold with feeble grips will soon be blustered off by the hurricane of realisation, it only matters on time.

To the man whom I once believed you could lend me an opaque helping grasp, I thought you knew what it feels like being in my shoes. I thought you knew how painful it is to witness out-of-control happenings slapping your face repeatedly with no mercy. Yet you're throwing such a scene straight into my eyes, like reflecting sunlight directly onto a Vampire's face. I don't what else to say, but thanks for breaking me till the point I am today. I probably seem as if I don't need support as I appear to have this lionheart-cover on me with my boycut & stained army tag, but you're furiously hitting the wrong keys this time. Overpolishing the sensitivity of another person for the reason she's not as strong as me only ships things closer to the iceberg of Titanic.

I'm sorry for being such a weakling, if that's what you crave to hear.

Lights, Camera, Action

Greetings fellow humans!

Today, I had attended a fundraising lunch organised by the Leo Club of SMK Seafield (aka my school), themed Lights, Camera, Action! Wouldn't say I managed to blend into such a formal event as I felt extremely restricted wearing a dress I would only take it out from the wardrobe thrice a year. Well, at least I got a chapter of myself stuck on me, I dug out my guts and wore my pair of stained Converse to a formal event. No heels for me.

Everything went alright I suppose, until things were coming to an end. Lacking performances & having an hour left till the official end time, I got pulled out by the Leo committees to play the piano. Not cool man, not cool. My mind went neurotic laying my fingers onto the keys, fearing the embarrassment I would gain if I screwed up such a ceremonial occasion. Phew, it's finally over. (In case you're wondering, I played See You Again & I See Fire.)

No idea why but Qianrou reminds me of cookie monster. :3

Heyyy Liting!

Feeling soooo out of place.

First ever polaroid!

Extremely grateful to have her as a pal. #Mars <3

What a day! Thanks Seafield Leos for hosting such a memorable event. No regrets!

Converse & Love, Alanis xx.