The summary of life... found in forwarded email

1) Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly to a tree.
2) Wrinkles don't hurt.
3) Families are like fudge..mostly sweet, with a few nuts.
4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.
6) Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy.


GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT GROWING OLD

1) Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.
2) Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get.
3) When you bend down to tie your shoe laces you wonder what else you can dowhile you're down there.
4) You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chairthat you once gotfrom a roller coaster.
5) It's frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody bothers to ask you the questions.
6) Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.
7) Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.


THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE:

1) You believe in Santa Claus.
2) You don't believe in Santa Claus.
3) You are Santa Claus.
4) You look like Santa Claus.


SUCCESS:
At age 4 success is . . . not piddling in your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
At age 17 success is . . having a drivers license.
At age 35 success is . . having money.
At age 50 success is . . . having money.
At age 70 success is . .. . having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is . . . having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . not piddling in your pants.

Disclaimer: I did not come up with all these, so I'm not taking any credit for this. Peace!

Phonetics and phonology

"I've never liked Maths."

"Is that what you hear? Class, do you agree?"

A few students dutifully shook their heads.

"How many of you hear 'I never liked Maths'?" And everyone shot his or her hand up into the air.

With a look, Miss Yoges looked at me. "So what does that mean?"

"That I have hearing problem?"

Laughter.

Okay.... so I screwed up again in Phonetics class. Again. No biggie. After all, look at it this way, at least I will remember my mistakes. Though maybe it's more like I really have hearing problem that pronounciation problem in the above situation.

But you know what? I have finally decided to stop feeling sorry for myself that I don't really catch Phonetics. So what I screwed up all the time? So what I made a fool of myself all the time? Hey, I'm taking this course to learn something new, not learn something that I already know of. That will just be a waste of time even if I will be able to breeze through classes with no humiliation whatsoever.

Fine, exaggeration. There's nothing wrong in making mistakes. But I have learnt my lesson. Wallowing in self pity isn't going to make me an expert in Phonetics overnight. What I need is a lot of practice and revising. And so are the other subjects if I want to achieve good result.

So... well, I guess I just want to say thanks and sorry to my dear friends who I have unloading all of my self pity on them. Joy, you should have slapped me when I was being all depressed and self pitying, but I know you love me too much to do that. Haha. Well, sorry for making you worry. I'm quite optimistic now. Just remind me once in a while about my new resolution about being hardworking.

The shopaholic

The shopaholic in me demands that I buy Maroon 5, Mika, Rihanna, Jojo, and of course, Linkin Park's CD. The shopaholic in me insists that I need another 5 pair of earrings, 1o new skirts, and 20 new tops. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but you get my point.

The thing is, like most females out there, I become a shopaholic once in a while. Especially when there's sales going on. Even if I will be shopping alone.

What's a better way to spend my free day other than going to the mall. Heck, just two hours of shopping and I have already gotten two new tops. Sigh... and all the amount of money that I have spent. I know I shouldn't.... but they are so pretty! I was supposed to be doing grocery shopping, okay, more like junkfood hunting, but still, all I managed to get are the two tops and some things from Watsons and googles and swimming cap. I would have continued shopping if I don't have my Japanese class.

Ah.... if only I have infinity amount of money to spend.

The unpleasantness magnet

Dear folks, I have come to the conclusion that I have a weird ability to attract all sorts of unpleasantness. After tiring myself out from yesterday's four and a half hour journey back to BP, (yes, because I was stuck in a traffic jam in KL) I reached this conclusion. It's not just a day's matter, but what have accumulated from what I have experienced since this beginning of degree year.

Let's see. When I first moved into Tiara, I seem to become the favorite victim of those friendly mozzies. It seems that they really, really, really like me, and intend to get as close to me as possible, by leaving bites all over me. And no, it's not fun, duh, but mosquitoes repellent works good enough. In fact, I have already grown used to that smell.

Other than being able to attract mosquitoes like no other, I seem to attract a lot of smokers too. Either that or Malaysia is just overpopulated with smokers. Everywhere I go, every corner that I saw, every direction that I turn, there just HAVE to be smokers. Just like the journey back yesterday. I just have to be the unlucky one to sit behind the driver. Who just smokes all the way through traffic jam. How nice is that. I'm sure he knows just how much I appreciate his efforts in killing my lungs.

Seriously, why, oh why, can't I be a magnet for, let's say, eye candies?

The drama in Pengajian Malaysia

Today was a fun day in Pengajian Malaysia. Miss Azlili asked us to do a drama based on the first chapter of Pengajian Malaysia. The first chapter is just a boring old story, the history about how Tanah Melayu was being "jajah" and sorts by the Portugese, British and Japanese. Miss Azlili divided us into two groups. One was the penjajah group, while the other is the orang tempatan group. My group was the penjajah group, or as she called, "the orang jahat". And in this group, we are divided again into four groups, which are Portugis, Belanda, British, and Japan.

See, the thing is, I wasn't exactly thrilled about this drama. Lecture might be boring, but drama is something that I don't really do in the spur of the moment. In fact, I don't think I can do well at all. But I digress, so back to the topic. We were crapping all the time when we were supposed to be discussing. My group was supposed to be Belanda, and we sorta attacked the Portugis. It was hilarious. In fact, the whole drama was hilarious. What with us spending more time laughing than actually acting, and also those that stumbled over their words, which brought a different meaning than the supposedly intended. Overall, it can be considered as a fun class.

After the class, Lynda and I went to pasar malam with few of our classmates. Turns out that they are quite okay to hang out with. So maybe my classmates aren't as bad as I thought. I look forward to see more fun in class.

Yesterday and today

We first start off with Wednesday, because I was too lazy to blog about it yesterday and also I kinda hit depression by the time I got the time to sit down and face my laptop. And since there's something I wanted to blabble about, so I shall.

So, yesterday Zaza and I went to Section 14 to pay our apartment's rental and to send my handphone to hospital. Well, there's nothing really interesting about the main reasons why we went to Section 14, but while waiting for bus, we realised that Malaysians are actually very brave people. Right in front of us there's this overhead bridge, but ironically, so many people chose to ignore the existance of the overhead bridge and risk their life by crossing the road without it. It's not even down the road or anything. It's right at the spot where they crossed the road. Well, I'm sure it's really difficult to climb one or two flights of stairs.

We got so distracted by those people (we were observing and counting), that we got on the wrong bus when the bus came. We took for granted that there's only going to be T628 going by the road, but instead we took U88. And I was thinking "Hey, T628 goes to Damansara?" when I was in the bus. Which is when I realised that we have taken the wrong bus. Luckily, the bus did go to SS2, so Zaza and I went down the SS2 bus stop and had lunch there before taking Metro 12 back to our uni.

I went to attend my Japanese class after Drama and Public Speaking Club's meeting. I was alone. It was kinda depressing cause the students all seem to do their homework, while I, well, as usual, didn't really revise at all. I think I will start it soon.

Today I have Phonetics and Phonology the whole day. It was better than the first week, but I'm still having trouble with the phonemic alphabets. And my braces isn't really helping much either. I'm kind of considering to be hardworking for once, but we all know how long that's going to last.

After P&P it was Intro to Mass Com. It was this tutorial that makes me hope, though I don't really dare to hope too much, that my tutorial classmates can be fun too. It appears that most of my classmates are dramatic homo sapiens sapiens. It's like we all love to act and exaggerate things.

Oh well, actually things are looking brighter, even if it's just a little, after Joy enlightened me with her words. Which leads me to my little confession, what am I going to do without her to talk senses into my head when my brain went MIA? Lol.