So, the first week of sem break. Honestly, what have I done? It seems to me that time passes SO fast, and in another two weeks time I am gonna go back to PJ and start new sem.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
I still want to laze around despite my lack of entertainment in my current situation.
Let's see. I have been playing the driver of the family since I came back last Friday. Driving my siblings around, to tuitions, back from school, to the mall, etc etc. It's funny cause both my dad and mum still don't quite trust me to drive them around, but it's okay. Pressure, having them in the car. And let me complain, the town is fulled of cars and I don't enjoy driving because most of the cars drive so very slow, like 40km/h instead of 60. It's very frustrating to follow these slow cars and not be able to overtake because there are just too many cars.
On the other hand, I finished watching Nana and Death Note. I got a lil disgusted with myself because I can sorta related to Hachi, but at the same time I guess I could understand why she's acting like that. And I got freaked out by Raito. I used to be so in love with him, but then after watching the anime and how he dealt with Near and Mello I kinda got freaked out by how evil he has become after L died. Sadness....
I finished my Sidney Sheldon's book in one day, and now I am left with books that interest me not to read, which is bad because now I have no anime to watch, and I got bored of playing games already.
And I am dying to go shopping! Especially with my pals but the town's busy with all the balik kampung people, and the malls are sure to be packed with all the people doing shopping! Sobs. Oh well, I will just wait and see how it goes.
Last but not least, I fell in love with one of the models' hairstyle in ANTM cycle 11. I think I will try to get her hairstyle, maybe, when I get back to PJ. IF I am still in love with it by the time I manage to make myself go visit the hair saloon.
Oh yeah, and you know what I noticed? Everyone in my family talks to the dogs! It's like the first thing we do after we open the door, we see the dogs, and we talk to them! Icks... I wonder if that's very normal. Same thing happens when we come back from outside, since they are the ones that we see first. Hmm....
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Coming soon... the last paper
First and foremost, I AM SO DAMN GRATEFUL AND GLAD THAT PYSCHOLINGUISTICS PAPER IS FINALLY OVER AND DONE!
You have NO freaking idea how I almost drove myself insane trying to study for Pyscholing yesterday. I swear, the whole amount of time I spent studying during study week cannot equal to the amount of time I spent studying yesterday. Can you imagine the amount of studying I have done? I can't remember the last time I studied this hard for a paper.
So, needless to say, I am recovering from near insanity, and am now a quite unstable person. But! Despite some minor forgetting during the paper today, and also quite some time spent stoning instead of thinking, I managed to finish the paper in time, and IF I am lucky, I might be able to score well in this paper. Hopefully!
But anyways, I am so excited over the fact that I will be able to go back to BP this Friday. Counting down, three more days to go. Today not included since it's almost my bedtime already. Lol.
I know, chances are I will get bored of BP in maybe a week's time? But for now I just want to get the hell outta PJ and away from the hectic life and air pollution here. At least in BP life is calm, and there are always small little things that give me comfort by just being there. Like my dogs and my beloved bed. Lol.
I am SO looking forward my sem break.
You have NO freaking idea how I almost drove myself insane trying to study for Pyscholing yesterday. I swear, the whole amount of time I spent studying during study week cannot equal to the amount of time I spent studying yesterday. Can you imagine the amount of studying I have done? I can't remember the last time I studied this hard for a paper.
So, needless to say, I am recovering from near insanity, and am now a quite unstable person. But! Despite some minor forgetting during the paper today, and also quite some time spent stoning instead of thinking, I managed to finish the paper in time, and IF I am lucky, I might be able to score well in this paper. Hopefully!
But anyways, I am so excited over the fact that I will be able to go back to BP this Friday. Counting down, three more days to go. Today not included since it's almost my bedtime already. Lol.
I know, chances are I will get bored of BP in maybe a week's time? But for now I just want to get the hell outta PJ and away from the hectic life and air pollution here. At least in BP life is calm, and there are always small little things that give me comfort by just being there. Like my dogs and my beloved bed. Lol.
I am SO looking forward my sem break.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Impressed... wow
I have always considered myself quite erm... conscious when it comes to environment and also animals, but obviously, I could use more knowledge on both topics. And probably do more in order to help fight what I believe in.
But then again.... I might not have the faith and a heart big enough to do that.
Today I went grocery shopping with Sal at Jusco. While waiting in line to pay money, I noticed that the lady in front of me was using those environmental friendly bags to keep her grocery. And I am seriously impressed that she went through the trouble to do that. Yeah, I know, Jusco's bags are supposed to be environmental friendly, and biodegradable, but seriously, how many times do you see someone using their own environmental friendly bags to keep their grocery? This is the first time that I saw someone doing that.
And which reminds me, there was this article about animal abuse that I read in Cleo magazine a while back. Apparently the people protesting against animal abuse are willing to do all sorts of things to help the abused animals. Like sneaking into farms to check whether the chickens are being kept in a small metal cage with no space to move at all, and sneaking into labs that use animal to do experiments and freeing the animals.
Those people are so dedicated to what they believed in! I am totally against animal abuse, but I don't think I will be able to do what they do to help the animals, though I wish I could. I am not sure if I have the courage to sneak into labs and get into trouble with the law because of what I believe in, which is kind of sad because I know I want to do something to help with all these causes that I believe in.
Maybe sometime in the future, I might pluck up enough courage to do something to help the environment, or the poor abused animals. I hope the day will come soon.
But then again.... I might not have the faith and a heart big enough to do that.
Today I went grocery shopping with Sal at Jusco. While waiting in line to pay money, I noticed that the lady in front of me was using those environmental friendly bags to keep her grocery. And I am seriously impressed that she went through the trouble to do that. Yeah, I know, Jusco's bags are supposed to be environmental friendly, and biodegradable, but seriously, how many times do you see someone using their own environmental friendly bags to keep their grocery? This is the first time that I saw someone doing that.
And which reminds me, there was this article about animal abuse that I read in Cleo magazine a while back. Apparently the people protesting against animal abuse are willing to do all sorts of things to help the abused animals. Like sneaking into farms to check whether the chickens are being kept in a small metal cage with no space to move at all, and sneaking into labs that use animal to do experiments and freeing the animals.
Those people are so dedicated to what they believed in! I am totally against animal abuse, but I don't think I will be able to do what they do to help the animals, though I wish I could. I am not sure if I have the courage to sneak into labs and get into trouble with the law because of what I believe in, which is kind of sad because I know I want to do something to help with all these causes that I believe in.
Maybe sometime in the future, I might pluck up enough courage to do something to help the environment, or the poor abused animals. I hope the day will come soon.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
The babe in the house
So... after a day full of rain, and weariness from the numbly disastrous Moral final paper, I decided to take a flu tablet that left me drowsy in order to escape reality, even if it was for an hour, in the form of slumber.
And it so happened that the babe in the house decided to arrive back home the moment I snuggled into my bed and shut my eyes. And surprise surprise, the babe just had to voice out, and what a voice she has. It never fails to ring clearly and loudly all through the house no matter at what time of the day.
Then there was me, in the bed, trying to sleep, failing to ignore the oh-so-there voice of the babe. Lotsa laughing, lotsa talking, lotsa shouting.
Never mind, I thought to myself, this should help. And I proceeded to cover my ear with my pillow, fully aware that I might lack oxygen later, but as long as I could not hear the voice....
And ta-da! I could still hear the voice.
Damn.
Ignore ignore ignore ignore.
Finally, the voice stopped for whatever bloody reason, only to have the sound of someone washing the toilet making me so mad that I decided to give up sleeping.
Seriously, like can't a drug-loaded person have a proper sleep without all the extra noise?
Okay, I admit that I am not exactly a saintly housemate. I am messy, blast my music a tad too loud sometimes, don't really get involve in the conversations that are being carried out in the house, too preoccupied with my laptop too much of the time, and ignorant to the fault at some other times. But I try to be considerate. I try not to be noisy especially when I know there is someone sleeping. I try not to talk too loudly especially when I know the person that I am talking to isn't deaf.
Which the last time I checked all of my housemates are very well in their hearing.
Anyways, the thing is, I don't get why she has to speak so loud. I know fully well that she can speak softly, duh! I heard the way she talks to her boyfriend, and from the way she talks you will have think alien kidnapped the real babe and replaced her with some chick that is WAY softer when it comes to projecting her voice. And seriously, none of the people that she talks to is deaf. That's why I really don't get the constant loud, in-your-face voice that she has.
I don't know. Maybe it's just me that have this problem with her voice in the house. Sometimes it came to the point that I feel like going out there and slapping her silly if that is what it takes to shut her annoying voice. But I digress. I am already seen as a bitchy person compared to all my housemates, so no need to act out that part as well.
But seriously, what I wouldn't give to stuff a dirty cloth down her throat so that she will choke and never voice out again. Or maybe install some volume button so that her loudness can be controlled, at the very least.
To not end this post with all the complaints and bitchiness, I want to say this.
I sincerely hope, despite all the cursing and bitching about a certain babe in this post, that my karma is good enough to ensure that I pass my Moral. Cause I am really, really, really scared that I really might fail that paper, and if I did fail, well, sucks to be me.
After all the brain-cracking in the freezing room while willing my numb fingers to write some words that my brain miserably managed to produce, I am gonna cry my eyes out if I fail the paper.
I am gonna cry my eyes out.
And it so happened that the babe in the house decided to arrive back home the moment I snuggled into my bed and shut my eyes. And surprise surprise, the babe just had to voice out, and what a voice she has. It never fails to ring clearly and loudly all through the house no matter at what time of the day.
Then there was me, in the bed, trying to sleep, failing to ignore the oh-so-there voice of the babe. Lotsa laughing, lotsa talking, lotsa shouting.
Never mind, I thought to myself, this should help. And I proceeded to cover my ear with my pillow, fully aware that I might lack oxygen later, but as long as I could not hear the voice....
And ta-da! I could still hear the voice.
Damn.
Ignore ignore ignore ignore.
Finally, the voice stopped for whatever bloody reason, only to have the sound of someone washing the toilet making me so mad that I decided to give up sleeping.
Seriously, like can't a drug-loaded person have a proper sleep without all the extra noise?
Okay, I admit that I am not exactly a saintly housemate. I am messy, blast my music a tad too loud sometimes, don't really get involve in the conversations that are being carried out in the house, too preoccupied with my laptop too much of the time, and ignorant to the fault at some other times. But I try to be considerate. I try not to be noisy especially when I know there is someone sleeping. I try not to talk too loudly especially when I know the person that I am talking to isn't deaf.
Which the last time I checked all of my housemates are very well in their hearing.
Anyways, the thing is, I don't get why she has to speak so loud. I know fully well that she can speak softly, duh! I heard the way she talks to her boyfriend, and from the way she talks you will have think alien kidnapped the real babe and replaced her with some chick that is WAY softer when it comes to projecting her voice. And seriously, none of the people that she talks to is deaf. That's why I really don't get the constant loud, in-your-face voice that she has.
I don't know. Maybe it's just me that have this problem with her voice in the house. Sometimes it came to the point that I feel like going out there and slapping her silly if that is what it takes to shut her annoying voice. But I digress. I am already seen as a bitchy person compared to all my housemates, so no need to act out that part as well.
But seriously, what I wouldn't give to stuff a dirty cloth down her throat so that she will choke and never voice out again. Or maybe install some volume button so that her loudness can be controlled, at the very least.
To not end this post with all the complaints and bitchiness, I want to say this.
I sincerely hope, despite all the cursing and bitching about a certain babe in this post, that my karma is good enough to ensure that I pass my Moral. Cause I am really, really, really scared that I really might fail that paper, and if I did fail, well, sucks to be me.
After all the brain-cracking in the freezing room while willing my numb fingers to write some words that my brain miserably managed to produce, I am gonna cry my eyes out if I fail the paper.
I am gonna cry my eyes out.
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