Pagan | the argot of an eidolon

Are you malay?

…is what Loony’s cab driver asked her the first thing she got into the car, freshly back from Bangkok, Thailand. Now why did she have to speak to him in Malay at first place?

Anyway, after establishing the fact that loony’s in fact:
- a pure blood Chinese (not half-Malay, certainly NOT Indonesian!),
- working in KL (he actually thought loony’s working as an air stewardess or a model because loony “ada gaya”. Hohohohoho),
- originated from Malacca (apparently Malacca produces lots of pretty girls),
- has 3 siblings,
- not 23 years old but a little older than that (honestly, loony looks like 23yo? PUH-LEASE),
- single (but he said that loony’s so pretty, she didn’t have to worry about not being able to find a boyfriend. Hohohoho),
What, you think loony’s a fool? She gave him a little truths & more half-truths. No no no, half truths are NOT lies.) and passed loony his contact so she can call him anytime if she needs a cab to KLIA or LCCT, their conversation turned to why most Chinese woman nowadays, in their late twenties & early thirties, preferred to stay single.

According to the very chatty Cab Driver, they (his other customers of course) said that one, they haven’t found the Mr. Right; Two, they are really cynical about the whole marriage idea because they see all the failures in marriages around them.

Well, this is what loony thinks: Mr. Right? There are no Mr. Right in this world for any women. Why? ‘cos women (especially those highly educated and have a good job with high paying income) are somehow brainwashed to find a man that has to fit in their ‘perfect for me’ list. Now the thing is, even if this particular guy fit in their ‘perfect for me’ category, they might ended up in separate ways anyway. Why? ‘cos they forgot that all relationships have to be work on. It takes effort. It’s just like planting a flower seed. You think the flower’s going to grow up alright just by itself? Weeds, maybe. Not if you want to cultivate exotic orchids. So back to loony’s point, Mr. Right is only Mr. Right once you determined that you’re going to work on this particular relationship.

**disclaimer: loony is neither a women-hater nor a feminist. She’s just like to say what she thinks in a way she likes to write it.

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I’ve been tagged.. sweat

Well, I thought tagging is a spyware. Honestly. Have no idea how it works until MissMynx tagged me! ARGHHH! I’ve been tagged! Now I felt honour-bound to write a “I’ve been tagged” blog, dedicated to MissMynx ok! Haha (Thanks for loving my blog! *mwah*mwah*)

Anyways this is how it works:
• Each player must post these rules first.
• Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
• People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
• At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
• Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

These are 8 little facts about d’pagan:
- I cannot rear any pets for shit. They all died-ed on me. It is strictly absolutely no-way-it’s-going-to-be my fault
- I get super irritated when people do illogical stuff which I can’t make sense of. It defies reason!
- I read dictionary for fun when I was younger. Now I subscribe to dictionary.com for a new word a day. Yeah yeah, I’m a geek at heart.
- I only like to befriends people who has the same IQ & EQ, or higher, than I am.
- Thick-skinned, “lansi”, “diao geh”, sarcastic, or corny are all my middle name.
- I’m really fat when I was younger. And I do mean REALLY fat (oh shuddup).
- I like to put things in perspective for others, though not necessarily for myself. So don’t ask for my opinion if you can’t take the blunt & honest truth.
- I have my own little motto/principles of life, all collected & cherished through my passage of years thus far. One must learn from one’s mistake, no?

And i’m tagging along:
Ann Tu writes GREAT blog! Absolutely adore her Chinese blog.
Cathryn The Great isn’t afraid to blog about her own personal shit-hole or heavenly experience.
Ivy Chee likes to update her blogs with pieces of information she found on the web.
Ual-Nehpets-Werdna has a whacky sense of humour. Just look at his nick!
Vincent Chee only writes in Chinese now. (how reader-unfriendly) A shame though. His English is kinda good. (Afterall he’s my brother. It’s in our genes)
xQing blogs almost daily! You’ll find her blog irresistibly cute, if you read Chinese that is. 
Karla has finally found her reason of being in KL – to match make the expats from different countries!
Ee Leong just celebrated his 25th birthday and suddenly decided to detailed his life since he has goldfish (3 sec) memory lapse

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I’m the top 10th writer!

Yesterday, I suddenly found myself on the top 10 list of writers in The Local King

Woohoo!! I’m sooooo excited! Check out my ranking here mann!

Yes, I know I’m self-promoting, but this is the new era where silence is not gold anymore. So do go read my reviews, and…
:: if you find it interesting, rank it!
:: if you have comments, write them!

I’ll love you for writing / ranking!

"Sex And The City" & Men

For girls like me, “Sex And The City” is the singular shrine TV series that is therapeutic, healing as well as educational to me.

From Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte & Miranda:
- we learned that “he’s just not into you”;
- we learned that bad sex life will eventually crashed a marriage;
- we learned that no sex before marriage is a big no-no;
- we learned that there are actually cowardy guys that broke up with you in a ‘post-it’ note;
- we learned that we might still feel empty even though we might seemed to have everything;
- we learned that affairs are something that happened;
- we learned that every woman is a drama queen;
- we learned that no matter how crazy or deluded we might sound, we still deserved a good man.

My point is, Sex And The City is a life guidebook for single women.

So when today my guy friend told me he actually watched the whole season, I’m SOOOO impressed! Yep, impressed is the word. If only all guys watched SATC, our lives will be muchhh better.

… What do you mean you’ve never watched this series? Shame on you. Go get yourself a copy & start watching now!

ginger?

Usually I’m seriously lousy at remembering people’s name, especially in clubs. I mean, who can really hear with all that loud noise going on right?

But that night @ Sanctuary, The Curve, I for once did remember a guy’s name. It goes like that:

loony: “hi! i’m loony. u are?”
guy: “hi! i’m Ginger!”
/loony blinked her eyes once, blinked her eyes twice.. & then couldn’t stop giggling!
loony: “seriously, GINGER?”
ginger: “yeah! ginger!”
/loony’s thinking if he’s called ginger, then if he happened to marry a gal named ‘onion’, then they could have a child named ‘chicken’ or ‘beef’. The end result? “Ginger Onion Chicken”, or beef.

MWaHAAHAHAHaHahaAH!

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