Hiatus

Blog Hiatus

The Constantly Dramatic One is off on vacation in Chicago.

Blogging will resume in two weeks time as I return back to Malaysia on the 16th. Then flying off again to Beijing this time on the 24th. So there shall be blogging in between.

But just in case I got too tired (read: lazy) I would like to wish everyone an advanced

Happy Christmas!

But before that, this is a little parting gift for ya'll.

His name is Michael Fassbender. I will touch him...intimately. All over. And willingly let him do the same to me...and now with that image in your head, the Constantly Dramatic One would like to wish you an advanced

Happy New Year!!

See you in 2008.

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

Lately Dramatic Musings have been getting more traffic than usual, like seriously MORE than usual. We are talking by three digits grouping here instead of the usual one. So that made me wonder: like what is going on? I mean yes, blogging is all bout fulfilling one's narcissistic need but when the traffic flow come from nowhere and in abundance; some questions have to be asked... and answered.

Now apparently the Constantly Dramatic One's bitchy outburst regarding some politicians bashing her precious alma mater have been posted and linked and circulated on the net. Which is pretty amusing really. Apparently a lot of people are thinking that that is one hell of a piece and that I have written and that I am now the mouthpiece for this issue.

WOW.

Saying that however and putting aside that I am a Drama Queen, I think that this is getting out of hand. People, people... the Constantly Dramatic One appreciates the attention and the comments and most especially the traffic but seriously, I have to stress that this is getting out of hand. Understand that the post that was written was just me bitching about things I have found to be annoying and insulting to me. Now if you just would just skulk around my blog you would find similar posts, in the same tone about something or another that irritates me.

I bitch a lot. That's how I roll.

Now, I want to take this moment to point out that, that particular blog post, you know...the one that bring all ya'll here... That is just me, expressing my views and disdain towards something that I found repulsive. Its just that. Opinions. And its great that people are agreeing (some are criticizing, but hey its not like I am holding out for universal popularity) with me on this matter but the linking and the posting and the whole circulating-round-the-web thing has got to stop because its getting creepy. Seriously.

Thank you to everyone who have came my way and found pleasure in what I have written hence simultaneously stroking my ego. Thank you to them who have found what I have written amusing enough to be linked and posted elsewhere - a little bit more traffic is always good. But now I have to ask ya'll to stop coz seriously, this is getting out of hand. And creepy.

I cannot stress how creepy it is.

Now I shall bid you adieu, but before that let the Constantly Dramatic One points out that one scathingly bitchy blog post is not going to change the world. It does however, makes a good read.

Anything bitchy always is.

ONE MORE PAPER TO GO.

TOMORROW AT 8AM.

AND THEN...

FREEEEEEEDDDDDDOMMMM!

Of joy and sadness

My Dad likes to say that the first time he met Mom, it was love at first sight. She was waiting at the bus stop and he was on his motorcycle waiting for the light to turn green when he saw her. "And that's when I saw your Mom, in her tight kebaya, looking pissed off and bothered under the sun. She looked beautiful."

My Dad then proceed to wait across the street everyday from the bus stop so that he can have a look at Mom. I pointed out that this was in fact an act of stalking and he was in fact, stalking her. He said he wasn't stalking but being romantic. I say stalking. He maintains on romantic. We got into an argument. He threatened not to give me any more money for shoes.

The Constantly Dramatic One agrees that it is indeed romantic.

It was a week before he had the guts to ask her out. It was a whole month before she finally agree on going out with him. It was a year later that they were married. And this month, on Dec 6th 2007 its going to be 27 years since all that.

My parents received a whole lot of opposition when they were starting out. Mainly because Dad was engaged to another girl when he met Mom. To be fair it was family arranged, and to be fair the girl he was engaged to also had a beau of her own. In any event my Mom was seen as a troublemaker by Dad's family and his whole family hated...actually they still do hate her but that's another story for another day.

They almost didn't make it my Mom and Dad...Dad was so desperate he suggested that they should elope but that didn't happened because before they could do anything about it, the girl my Dad was engaged to eloped with HER beau. Kinda solve the problem for my parents. Lots of drama right? Now you people know why I'm so dramatic. Totally runs in the family people.

Anyways what I'm trying to say is that after all these years my parents are still together and going strong. I like the way how Dad calls Mom from the office just to hear her voice everyday for the last 27 years. I admire the fact that Mom won't eat alone no matter how hungry she is, she will wait for him to come home from work to have dinner with him. I love how they still go to the same A&W they used to have dates on some Sundays. It makes me smile how they still hold each other's hands when they're out together.

So why am I talking about this? It could possibly be because their anniversary is coming up or...it also could possibly be the fact that my older sister just told me that she is getting married next year.

On one hand I am happy for her but on another I am sad because my older sister is leaving me. I'm all very mixed up now. Instead of joy, I am overwhelmed with sadness. Weddings are not supposed to be sad especially when your sister comes home all glowing with happiness and telling you that you are the first person in the whole world to know that she's engaged. She wants you to be the first person to know coz that's how important you are to her. No, this is supposed to be the occasion to be remembered and celebrated and shared. Look at Mom and Dad, 27 years now so yeah, this could work....but yet...

I am worried. What if the guy she is marrying turns out to be a huge jerk? What happens if he starts hitting her and my sister ends up becoming a statistic? There are sooo many possibilities here, both good and bad. I prefer to pay attention to the bad so that I can go ahead resenting the guy for taking my sister away from me....childish? I know....... But on the other hand she could end up with a guy who loves her the way Dad loves Mom. She could end up with the type of marriage our parents have. Or she could not. But what she will definitely be is some one's wife and someone else's sister in law.

No longer exclusively my sister anymore.

In any event, putting aside whatever it is my emotional conflict over this... I hope she finds the kind of joy my parents found in their marriage in her own. I really do.

FEMALE's 50 GORGEOUS PEOPLE 2007: VOTE FOR SHARIN!

THE COMPETITION HAS ENDED.

That gorgeous creature you're looking at is my friend, Sharin. In these parts of the blog sphere you might know her as Cheesecakeerian. As it turns out she has been chosen as the top 25 gorgeous women by one of Malaysia's esteemed fashion and lifestyle magazine FEMALE (the other top 25 are obviously guys). But to be the number one MOST GORGEOUS FEMALE in Malaysia, she needs your vote. So this is what you gotta/need/have to/must do:

Option 1: By mail

Buy the actual copy of the magazine and there will be a pull-out of 50 GORGEOUS PEOPLE 2007 (as shown above). Its only RM8 people. Very cheap. In the pull-out there will be a form telling you how to mail your vote. Just follow the instructions and you'll do just fine.

Option 2: Online voting.

Go to http://www.femalemag.com.my/gmw_vote.asp?vote=37 and vote.

Sharin is contestant number 37 and this option would be particularly great for those of you living abroad.

Option 3: SMS

Type: FM<>50G<>YOUR NAME<>YOUR IC NUMBER<>CONTESTANT NUMBER (In this case type 37)<>SLOGAN (why you think she should win...Sharin said its completely ok to BS so I say go crazy, and the <> thingie is for space, don't actually type that in) and send this to 33668.

Each sms will cost RM1.

Now if you wanna know more about who Sharin is... or as we know her here, Cheesecakeerian just check out her blog. She is linked to mine, just click on 'Cheesecakeerian'. Also if you're on Facebook, just click on the title of this post and it will take you to the Facebook group TEAM SHARIN has created for her. So what are you waiting for? Join the group and VOTE!

Every vote counts!