Jo Universe

2012-01-15T19:27:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I wonder, when a couple is in a relationship, and one of them (assuming) gets bored, or perhaps no longer feels as strongly in love anymore, is it so difficult to just tell the partner that this relationship is no longer working out? Or do the bored-and-no-longer-in-love partner feels... somehow noble, by pushing the other partner to be the one to raise up the issue of a breakup? And by pushing I mean, doing all sorts of inconsiderate things, like ignoring the partner, no longer care about the partner's life, etc etc.

Honestly, as difficult as it is to tell your previously loved one, "Hey, I don't think this is working out", it is better than to leave him/her in the dark, wondering and hurting why you no longer call or care. Because seriously, just because you push him/her to be the one to raise up the breakup, it doesn't mean that he/she will hurt any less.

2011-09-21T21:53:00.000+08:00

A long conversation with my colleague made me realise that:

Having differences is not a bad thing. It makes you see things from different point of perspectives. So do hear the other person out.
Being idealistic is just being idealistic if you do not have the voice to make it heard. Speak up and make your voice be heard.
Self awareness is important. Without knowing yourself, you are a lost soul who confuses the people around you. Take some time to reflect upon what defines you as you.
Choose happiness. It's something that sounds so easy, but always trying to be optimistic and cheerful require a lot of practice. So do practice more, as it will come naturally once the practice makes it perfect. Let's not forget to forgive and not hold on to grudges.
Believe in love and faith. After all, there is a reason why all the religions preach that.

I am quite aware that sometimes easier said than done, but ah well... no harm in trying.

2011-09-04T21:45:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I don't understand

Why people continue staying and working the job that they seem to hate even though there seems to be nothing that stop them from quitting.

And why some people stay in a relationship when it seems to bring them unhappiness.

I am quite ignorant, I know. Perhaps one day, I will understand that everything is not just purely black or white.

2011-08-10T22:51:00.000+08:00

The meeting today made me realise that... your job might not be the dream job that you have always been hoping for, but good bosses make up for it.

For me, I will hang in there, put in extra effort and sacrifice my time if I know the boss that I am working for deserves my loyalty. And I am thankful that my bosses that I report to directly are exactly those kind of bosses that deserve my loyalty.

However, I cannot say the same for my bosses. It seems that the person who is one level above my bosses, the person that my bosses report to, is not that kind of boss that you will want to do everything for them.

So now I'm just praying and hoping that my nice bosses don't leave because of that. Because the way I see it, one of my bosses seem to be on the verge of the breaking point. :(

2011-08-03T00:29:00.000+08:00

The thing with taking multiple shots pic is that... when you are busy shuffling around, trying to change your pose and position, sometimes it's just your luck that you end up with a super un-glam picture of you.

And that was what happened to me when three of my colleagues and I were at K-box, trying to take pics before we leave the place. So one of them came up with this brilliant suggestion of taking a multiple shots pic and TRYING to shuffle and change position AND pose despite only having like three seconds in between shots.

In between the shuffling, the camera managed to capture a super un-glam pic of me.

And of course, everyone likes to look pretty, and my first reaction to seeing that pic of me was to delete if off from my colleague's camera so that she won't have any blackmail material of me.

Then I realised, that it doesn't matter, because despite how unpretty I looked in the pic, it was clear to everyone who looked at the pic that I was having fun, and lotsa of it. So, who cares if I look horrible when I am having fun, right?

Ah well, that's probably my own consolation IF my colleague actually posts that pic of me in public. But ah well, I rather look horrible but having fun, rather than all pretty and posed, because that is just not who I am.

2011-07-02T22:31:00.000+08:00

When I looked back at pictures of me back then, I realised I have changed quite a bit.

When I read the posts that I wrote back then, I realised that I have changed quite a bit.

When I did some soul-searching and compared it to back then, I realised that... I have changed quite a bit, but I am still quite the same.

And I am proud to announce that I still remain the same, because the me that remain the same are parts of me that I am proud to be, and the changes, well, they are quite welcomed.

Who knows I will turn out to like kids so much when back then I don't want to be even in the same room as them? Lol.

2011-06-29T22:49:00.000+08:00

Last weekend was awesome. All the amazing people that I spent time with, not to mention the good food that I ate... totally worth the time spent travelling. Though... I kinda suspected my butt is a bit flatter due to the long bus journey. Lol.

Unfortunately for me, spending time with those lovely people just makes me miss them so much now. So I'm all alone in my room, emo-ing, and missing them while thinking if I made the right decision to move from the yam to the dot, leaving all the people that I now miss so desperately behind.

Not that I didn't get to meet lotsa other lovely people here, it's just that... I still miss the people back in the yam.

:(

2011-06-15T22:45:00.000+08:00

Last Sunday was an awesome day. I shouldn't have, but I didn't regret any second of it. True, I was dead tired by the time I got home, but I wouldn't change anything.

Last weekend was graduation for the programme at preschool for the P1 and P2 kids. If I didn't mention it before, let me just say again, I love being at preschool. The kids are just darn adorable, and even if they are mischievous, their smiles and laughter just make your day better.

Anyways, I dropped by preschool on Sunday because it was my day-off and I knew they have graduation going on, so I had to go and see it for myself. When I got there, the head of the programme actually asked if I wanted to join the graduation and see it, and of course, I told her I love to.

The graduation was so much fun, but really, that wasn't really what I wanted to say. The kids are just amazing, in their own way. They are lively, they are vocal, they are innocent, they are naive, they are trusting. They are so accepting, that they just accepted me, a stranger, into their class on their graduation, without any suspicion.

Honestly, it never fails to amaze me how wonderful kids are. They forgive and forget so easily, and they are just so trusting and accepting that they will love you for you, just because you give them a hug and a smile.

Now, if only adults are as... untainted as kids. I'm sure the world will be a better place.

2011-06-08T21:29:00.000+08:00

Dear retard,

I miss you, though I really wish I don't. It's been two weeks and more, and I still think about the what-could-have-been.

So many things that remind me of you, even though there really shouldn't have been so many. Little things remind me of something, and seriously, I really hate the feeling. So much that I wish that it had never happened before. Not to mention the promise that was never kept, it hurts to think about it. Didn't I tell you how seriously I take promises, and asked you not to make one just because? I shoulda known better than to trust mere words.

But it's a learning process. You made me realise who I am, and now I am even more sure of who I am and who I am not. I have never really been a lost soul who don't know herself, but thank you for reminding me of how strong I can be. I supposed everyone needs a bit of reminding once in a while.

Still, I know this is gonna sound conceited, but I really want to say this: not being able to love me for who I am, it's not my fault, it's your loss. Even though I might miss you and think about the what-could-have-been, I will never accept anything less than someone who can love me for who I am, not who he wants me to be. I might not be perfect, but I love myself just the way I am, and will never change it for anyone who doesn't love me enough to accept me the way I am. And of course, if you truely love me, you wouldn't have tried to change me either.

Anyhow, quoting Sara's song: "I'll be alright, just not tonight." I'll get over it, I'll be bouncing back to normalcy, I just wish it's sooner rather than later. Because honestly, I rather be doing something more productive than missing you.

2011-04-14T19:21:00.000+08:00

A friend told me something that is so relevant to me. And because of that, I feel like crying.

She told me that she saw this quote that said "You can't change someone without destroying the old him or her".

And funny... that was what I have been trying to get him to understand, but it seems like he can't get it at all.

On the other hand, I saw something beautiful today. I was on my way back home, taking the lift up to my floor. This lil boy, probably around 7 years old, was in the lift with his mum. It turned out that the mum was waiting for the dad. So she asked me if it is okay to wait for a while, and since I am not in a hurry, I told her it's not a problem.

So the dad came in, and the doors closed. The lil boy took out the book that he just bought from his bag, and was looking at it fascinatedly. And the mum and dad looked at him so lovingly while their son was so absorbed in his book, before looking up at each other with a smile that says so much about the love they have for their son.

It occured to me that, I kinda forgot that parents will always love their kids. It's just that I seem to encounter so many kids in where I work, that seem to have been neglected by their parents because the parents are so busy working, that I forgot that not all parents neglect their kids because of work. And even if they do, they only do it out of the love for their kids because they want the family to be financially stable.

Ah well... I feel like I'm turning into an old doddering lady who yaps on and on about things that are quite sappy.

But it really made my day, to see the family like that in the lift.

2011-04-13T21:06:00.000+08:00

Did I mention how grateful that I am blessed with all the wonderful people in my life?

Just last week, I made a mistake in my work. And being the worst-case-scenario kinda person, I was freaking out, and was ranting to a couple of my best friends.

Good thing is, they all know me, so they sorta managed to calm me down. But I still couldn't help being hard on myself, because I am a bit of a perfectionist, and I don't forgive myself easily when I make a mistake.

And then... I told my story of the mistake that I did to one of my colleagues, who I am quite close with, and she offered to help me rectify my mistake even though it won't benefit her at all.

Though the issue is solved now, I still feel very touched when I think about this colleague of mine. I know making mistakes is also a learning process, but whenever someone, my colleagues, step up to help me with what I did wrongly, I just can't help but feel so blessed that despite having a lousy superior, I still have all the wonderful colleagues in my workplace. And all the encouragement and support that I got from them whenever I feel down because of the said lousy superior, that really cheer me up.

Really, sometimes I wonder what I did in my past life that makes my karma so good this lifetime, that I am blessed with wonderful people who love and care for me. NOT that I am complaining, of course.

2011-03-20T23:46:00.005+08:00

Sometimes, when things are bad, and you just feel like giving up or turn away from the light at the end of the tunnel, just close your eyes and remember all the wonderful people you have in your life. The smiles that you get, the love that are given to you so freely, and the hugs that warm the soul.

I am so grateful to have all the lovely people in my life.

2011-02-06T23:01:00.003+08:00

Sometimes I wish I have the courage to fix things. But I supposed... in a way, we are almost similar. You don't give me the chance to talk, and I don't give you the chance to listen.

And sometimes, I just wish I don't feel so much.

The enlightenment

2011-01-23T22:02:00.002+08:00

Suddenly, I feel a bit more enlightened. After two months of quite a variety of negative feelings, the enlightened me decided to focus on more positive things.

Cute things happened at my work place. I'm not kidding. Though the kids can be monkeys, they have their cute moments too. Just yesterday I saw a 5 (or possibly 6) years old boy walking down the corridor singing "I gotta feeling". How often do you get to see cute moments like that anyways?

And I received a very wise advice from a trainer who handles children from 7 to 10 years old.

"Be monkey-er than them. If you can't beat the monkeys, then be better than them!"

2010-11-18T22:21:00.002+08:00

Sometimes, it's always good to remind yourself that even when someone is rude to you, trying to put you down, you DON'T have to retaliate. Not because you are speechless and hurt from the rudeness that the person directed at you, but because you will not sink so low like that person. Just because the person is trying to make you feel inferior, doesn't mean you have to act as though you are really inferior to that person. You do not have to act as ugly and rude as the person to prove that you are better, because you ARE better when you don't fall for the bait and sink as low as that person.

But DAMN. Sometimes, I just feel like retaliating, because seriously, I don't like to be regarded as a retard. But of course, I have more dignity than to bite back at you like the sad, lonely and insecure person that you are.

Why it is dangerous to drive at night (in Malaysia)

2010-10-13T23:17:00.002+08:00

1. There are lotsa booby traps around (read: The roads' condition are so well that you are bound to encounter a few bumps and holes everytime you drive).

2. The booby traps then cause people to swerve around like nobody's business.

3. And when people swerve around like nobody's business, you have inconsiderate drivers.

4. Speaking of inconsiderate drivers, you also have motorists who like to wear dark clothings.

5. Which are not very visible to other drivers because apparently JPJ doesn't think it's important to keep our roads well lit.

6. And because of the very unwell lit roads, the drivers can only see as far as their headlights can shine.

7. And let's not forget the headlights can't shine that far, so most drivers probably can't see the other motorists who are wearing dark coloured clothes and the booby traps laid around.

8. Which again, inevitably, leads to driving that seems to be inconsiderate when the drivers need to avoid the other motorists or booby traps.

Ah... now I feel better for not being the best drivers around when it's night time.

2010-09-04T22:14:00.003+08:00

Sometimes I think I'm getting a bit too old for comfort. Or perhaps, I should say that I outgrew my childishness. Better yet, I like to say that teenagers nowadays (yes, I'm very aware that I just left teenage years not so long ago) seem to be growing up very fast.

This afternoon, I was shamelessly eavesdropping on a couple of 16-year-old girls. Yes, I know, I'm not exactly the best mannered person, especially when I am bored. Anyways, I was listening to their conversation, which mainly revolved around fashion, makeup, studies, guys and girls, and shockingly, weight. I am a bit shocked, because even though my sis is kinda vain, she isn't very into makeup and all, and even if she does go a bit gaga over guys, it was never in front of me (well, if you don't count Korean pop stars).

So the two girls were firstly talking about their clothes, and what made them decide to wear such and such clothes on this fateful afternoon. And to think I thought I am fussy enough when it comes to choosing clothes to wear, I'm surprised to find that they are so aware of what to wear to where and why. And when I thought about whether I was that particular about my choice of clothing when I was 16, I realised that I wasn't as, say, detail-oriented, as they do.

Then the conversation moved towards their studies, which seemed to be quite innocent and casual. And then they started talking about guys and girls. Some guys and girls who are quite good looking, who is dating who. Okay... sound casual and innocent enough. And then they started talking about girls who put their pictures up on Facebook, except that those pictures didn't showcase their best angle! I was a bit stunned by this, because I wasn't even aware that you should only upload your perfect picture which captured your best angle.

So... and then they started discussing about different eyeliner and eyeshadow that they use! I'm 22, and frankly speaking, I am just way too lazy to put on makeup on regular basis in order to beautify myself. And when I listened to their conversation, it seems that they know more about makeup than I do!

.... I don't even know if I should be proud or ashamed of my own ignorance.

Anyways, the thing that shocked me the most is that they are talking about how fat they have become. And seriously, those girls are anything but fat, and they seem genuinely concerned about their weight! Like, really, they aren't even done growing yet and they are concerned about their weight?!

.... I don't even know how to react to that.

War zone

2010-09-01T19:57:00.003+08:00

One very, very hot but fine afternoon...

Me: Ugh! Die, you nasty things, DIE! *stomps stomps*

A couple of hours later...

Bro: Oh wow... that's a lot of blood.

Me: Yea... it's a war zone.

Bro: They got past the defence line, but they shall never enter the fortress! Muahaha!

Me: *smirks* Here lies all the dead bodies. The fortress remains safe!

Another couple of hours later...

Sis: Eww! Blood!

Me: It's a war zone. *nods solemnly*

Sis: What war zone? *confused*

Bro and I rolled our eyes and proceeded to ignore our sis.

Convo

2010-08-17T23:41:00.004+08:00

I feel bad and ungrateful. It seems that I am the only one who isn't excited about MY convocation. Even my brother who is supposedly totally, utterly dedicated to his studies wanted to go to my convo, except that he's having his trial exam, so he can't go.

The thing is, I am grateful that I seem to have friends and family who want to attend my convo. I appreciate it so much, but at the same time, I don't want them to be wasting time, waiting there, when I know that the whole thing is gonna take a long time. For what? My five seconds of fame. It's not even that gloat-worthy, honestly, that five-second fame. Seeing as so many people are gonna be before and after me that I probably can't even flash a eye-blinding smile at the camera before they oh-so-politely-rude usher me away. Not to mention that I can only bring in two guests, so there will only be two of my family members who will be there to witness my five seconds of fame.

Ah well, I supposed I should be more excited about it. But it's hard to muster up the enthusiasm when I have to be there by 7.30. Like harloow, 7.30 AM, in a robe that is gonna make you look like an unflattering bat, and sit there for hours in a (probably not-so-comfy) chair and listen to (very, ahem, inspiring and touching) speech when my brain hates me for having to wake up at a time when it shouldn't even be awake. Pardon me while I'm not as chirpy as a bird.

But one should always look at the positive side of things. Because I know that I will be meeting all my EL mates who I miss so very much, all the things mentioned in the rants will be worth enduring.

2010-07-21T21:32:00.002+08:00

The past 14 days (today included) must have been the most tiring and emotionally-draining days of my life so far. But I supposed, I HOPE, that misfortunes come in three, so after this, I hope my life will go smoothly.

But really, despite having the misfortunes, I hate that I am making people worry about me because of those misfortunes. If I wasn't so upset that I make so many people worry about me, I would have milked the sympathy for all its worth. Hmm...

On the other hand, I feel like slapping my brother for being an insensitive jerk. After all, it was partially his fault that I was caught in the third misfortune. My brother is really no good for anything other than killing cockroaches and carrying heavy groceries. -.-'''

Birthday

2010-07-16T00:14:00.002+08:00

Aish... Shoulda went and watch Despicable Me, or Inception instead of Predators. The movie was just kinda disappointing.

Well, at least the company's good. I even got a chocolate cake, which I didn't manage to share with the people who gave it to me, because my mum wanted me to go back home immediately after the movie. Luckily for me, no high-tech alien waiting to ambush me when I got back home. Surely there are scarier things out there than aliens who evolved super duper fast. Hmm...

Anyways, I was thanking all the bday wishes on Facebook when I suddenly thought of something. It's kinda... sad? That we rely so much on Facebook. Gone were the days that we wish other people Happy Birthday face-to-face or through phonecalls. Now, we Facebook our happy birthday wishes!

Really, I shouldn't complain. Without Facebook, most people's bday won't even register to me cause I can't remember them.

2010-07-07T17:46:00.002+08:00

It's hard finding good anime to watch! Gaaaaaaah!! Sometimes the drawing is not pretty enough. And when it does, the storyline is lame. And when the storyline isn't lame, you have annoying female characters with impossibly large boobs that are bouncing everywhere everytime they move! Seriously, people who draw female characters like that MUST be males, because females will know AND are clever enough to understand the logic of not having boobs that are so big that they will break your spine. Seriously, females with those kind of figures don't exist in real life, not unless they are surgically enhanced. -.-'''

FMA... I mourn your ending. T-T

The end of a much loved anime

2010-07-05T23:32:00.004+08:00

Equivalent exchange! I'll give you half of my life if you will give me half of yours.

As far as marriage proposal goes, this is by far the most unromantic, and the cutest.

Ah well, as expected from the mangaka who, when asked to draw herself, drew herself as a dancing cow in underwear.

FMA Brotherhood has officially ended, and as awesome as it is, watching the whole series and ending it, I am going to miss the characters. They are such endearing characters, even if they are just anime characters, and more often than not, they have cheered my day.

But I have no complaints. It was a good anime, despite cursing and swearing every week for the cliff hanger that the mangaka left at every episode, it will always be one of my all-time favourite.

2010-06-28T15:06:00.002+08:00

Jojo is an emotional wreck. She slept for three hours last night because she was too nervous to sleep, so she is currently sleep deprived. Not to mention the interview still has some after effect on her. Hence, she is an emotional wreck, for now.

And that is why she almost cried after watching Edward saved Al, and they lived happily ever after! Okay, she doesn't know if they live happily ever after, but Al is saved, and the world is saved too! Well, their world, and everything is fine. So for now, it's happily ever after for Jojo (And Jojo's eyes are swimming with unshed tears because she is so touched, but shh... you don't need to know that).

Don't worry, she will return to normal after a good night sleep and some ice-cream.

2010-06-28T14:08:00.001+08:00

I survived even though I was nervous and cold!!

*keeps fingers crossed for good news*

2010-06-25T19:30:00.002+08:00

It's okay. Chiiiiiiiiill. Stay caaaaaalm. You can start panicking on Sunday night. Now's a bit too early to start panicking. If you continue panicking like this, you won't be able to make it till Monday before heart attack claims your life. Either that or anxiety will calm your sanity first.

Attention span (ahem) getting shorter

2010-06-16T23:04:00.004+08:00

I think... my attention span is getting shorter and shorter. Not that I'm proud of it or what.

I used to take a day or two to finish a book. Now I take a week or two (if I didn't forget about the book by that time) to finish a book. Reason: I can't get beyond 10 pages in one reading. Which is kinda sad, because I used to be able to read a book in one go if no one interrupts me.

I have never been a fan of TV shows. I can't stay still to watch a movie, unless you bring me to the cinema, which then, I will be forced to sit there and watch the whole thing (but you will see me checking the time constantly to see how long it will be before the movie ends and I can move about again), nor am I fond of drama series which need me to constantly keep track of what's going on.

I can watch anime, which is usually 20 minutes, more or less, per episode. But I take breaks between episodes. I can never go on marathon, movie, series (with the exception of Fringe, which I am obsessed with, and dying to get my hands on season 3, except that it's not even out yet), or anime.

But now, my attention is seriously getting worse. I can't even finish watching a 20-mins anime without pausing a few times in between to go do some other things! I'm currently watching an anime on Youtube, and every episode has three parts, roughly 8-9 mins a part, and I stopped at least once when watching every part.

Apparently, my attention span is now shorter than the estimated 8 minutes span. It is now approximately 4 minutes. Seriously. Just let me narrate a bit on what I do in the afternoon these few days (when I'm not being an Ahmad for my siblings).

Load Youtube videos, open fiction pages, check my Google Reader, click on lotsa articles that interest me, check out blogs, watch videos for like 4 mins, read half a page of a fiction, click MORE articles from my Google Reader, read one of the articles that I clicked, read blog, read half a page of the article, go back and finish the fiction that I abandoned half way, finish watching the video, read one of the articles that I clicked, go off and kacau my siblings, read another article, go and TV-surf, watch another video halfway, head off to find food.

Ah yes... it's a mess, I know. Makes me wonder how am I going to survive when I'm working, and I won't have the luxury to have an attention span that is only 4 minutes long.

I think... I better start working on making my attention span longer.

My gullible sister

2010-06-12T21:43:00.006+08:00

This is totally pointless, but since I'm bored, and one day I'm gonna look back and remember my sis used to be this gullible.

Bro: Eh... my friend said the spelling competition will be on air ler. Die.

Sis: What spelling competition? What on a-

Me: (interrupts sis before she can finish so that Bro will have no time to answer) On air means the competition will be held on an aeroplane.

Sis: Wah, TKY, you take part in competition ar?

Bro: (smugs) Ya lar, peringkat daerah some more. (stops for a while) But then, I'm probably gonna blank out when I'm on air.

Me: (smirks) You better not do as horribly as the people in the Spelling Bee competition which I happened to watch in Kuantan. I'll disown you, seriously.

Sis: (ignores Me) Why blank out? Being on plane trying to spell things very scary mer?

(Bro and I stare at my sis for a moment, speechless)

Me: .... Being on air means it will be broadcasted.

Sis: (stuns) Not on aeroplane?

So, yes, my sis can be quite gullible at times.

And not to forget, my sis INSISTED that I tell the world that she's back from NS. Hence my house has been noisier than it used to be two weeks ago.

But of course, that means an extra sibling to bully and laugh at and tease and annoy. So I really can't complain. :D

Chasing my muse

2010-06-06T22:20:00.003+08:00

Two days ago, I was rereading one of the one-shots (because I was bored) that I didn't manage to finish. And of course, being the slacker that I am, naturally I have a few lying around, just waiting for me to complete them.

It so happened that I usually remember the plot that I planned out for those fics even though I have left them hanging for quite some time. So, when I was reading the one that was supposed to be completed looooong ago, which was suggested by Farah, suddenly, my muse came back! (Which might not be such a weird thing, except that I haven't had this overwhelming urge to write ever since I stepped into university.) And my brain was filled with all the words and sentences that flowed perfectly for the continuation of the fic!

Happily, I settled down comfortably, prepared to finish the darn one-shot that I left hanging for ages. Then I saw the digits on the clock. Damn... it was late, and I needed to shower! Indecision warred inside of me. Should I finish my one-shot, and shower waaaaaaaay later, or shower first and hope my muse will not abandon me while I shower?

In the end, I decided to shower first, which I did quite quickly, and then, when I settled back and prepared to start writing, I realised my muse had went away.

Darn.

And even though I tried writing anyways, the words just didn't seem right, and in the end, even though I left what I wrote there, the next time I read it again, I probably will delete the whole section off anyways.

Redang!

2010-05-28T13:40:00.003+08:00

Amazing how when you are enjoying yourself, tan and sunburn apparently are not as bad as you think.

In fact, I think I enjoyed being in Redang so much that I was actually thinking I don't mind being as tanned as the snorkelling instructors there if I get to spend so much time at the sea.

Going to Redang was, well, a long bus ride. 8 hours of bus ride, almost 2 hours of ferry ride. But it was all worth it in the end! The sight that greeted us was so freaking awesome! Endless stretch of blue green sea, clear blue sky with white puffy clouds, and soft sand.

Three days and two nights were just not enough. I enjoyed snorkelling, though poor Chibi-san and Enyi were being held hostages by me most of the time. The corals and fishes were an interesting sight to behold, and drifting and floating with the life jacket could be scarily fun.

Kayaking was awesome! Despite not having any arm strength to make the kayak move and my paranoia (Sorry, Denise-sama!), it was still an amazing thing to do. The waves that rocked the boat, the sky and sea that seemed endless, the magnificent eagle that soared and gave us a cheap thrill. Lol. It was just fun.

I regretted not having enough time to chill and relax on the beach. Despite giving up a snorkelling trip, I still did not manage to have some time to just sit on the beach and enjoy the sunshine. I deeply regretted not having the chance to chill on the hammock while reading a book, with the sun warming and baking my skin. Not to mention I was so busy playing at the sea that I didn't even have time to check out if there are any hot guys there!

Oh well, at least I got to spend time with my EL mates. It's sad that we are all going our own separate ways, and basically I'm just trying not to think too much about it because it makes me emo. But, really, it's only the second day that I'm back from Redang and I already miss them.

The end of my Uni life

2010-05-22T13:49:00.003+08:00

I think... it finally sinks in that I'm graduating. Not that I wasn't aware of it till now, but the full impact of what I am feeling only hit me just recently.

The heavy rain outside certainly didn't help with my mood. Rainy days always make me sad and melancholy, for some odd reason. Hence, I'm basically being emo now thinking about how much I'm gonna miss my uni life and my EL mates.

Of course, I will not miss the stress from assignments, FYP or exams. But after three years of being with my EL mates, I can't imagine life without them. It's only been a two weeks since we finished the last paper, and I am already missing them dreadfully.

I miss being in class actually. I miss hanging out with my classmates. I miss eating breakfast with my assignment mates, Pei Ling, Zaza, Amelia, and sometimes Xia Xia. I miss talking and joking with my classmates during the short breaks we had during class. I miss using Denise, Alex and Esther as heater when the air-con in UTAR threatened to turn me into human icicle.

It saddens me to know that in the future, I might not be able to hang out with them as often as when we were in class. In fact, I'm not even sure how often we will see each other because everyone will be going his/her own way. And frankly, I'm just very bad at keeping in touch with my old buddies.

Well, I supposed there's still Redang trip, and also our convo. Too bad that some EL mates aren't going for the trip. If everyone is there, it will have made the trip all the more fun.

Lost

2010-05-20T21:19:00.004+08:00

I am lazy most of the time. I like aimlessly doing not-so-important stuff like online, read fics and manga, and watch anime.

But contrary to popular belief, I don't like feeling lost. And seriously, I have never felt more lost than I am right now.

So, can you stop please asking me what am I going to do with my future and look at me as though you can't believe I enjoy drifting around aimlessly with no real purpose in life when I answer "I don't know"?

On the other hand, it seems that I'm gonna keep this blog alive. Not having a place to write what I feel and thought is kinda a pain, and I miss writing, even if it's just random babble in my blog. :)

The night sky

2010-01-10T23:02:00.003+08:00

Sometimes, it only took a comment like "Hey! Look at all the stars!" to make me realise that despite everything else, there are always going to be things like this, beautiful stuff, that cancel out all the ugliness of the world.

But hey, seriously, if I could share the piece of night sky that I was appreciating with my brother just now with everyone else, I would.

It was just that beautiful. :D

Merry Xmas

2009-12-25T10:12:00.002+08:00

Merry Christmas, everyone! How are you all doing? Did you have a great time partying last night?

I wish.

Anyways, I was full of Xmas spirit since the first of Dec. Seriously, my phone looks all Xmas-y (because of the theme), and it sounds Xmas-y too (because of the ringtones)! And then, just four days before Xmas, my beloved roommate had to drop the bomb on me that I don't have much time left till my FYP deadline is here, not to mention that my FYP is faaaaaaaaaaaaaar from completion.

In fact, it's so far from completion that I am scared that I might not finish it, or if I do, it might come out crappy.

But anyhow, I seriously need to start working my ass off for my FYP. Though it's the holiday season, and everyone's back in town, and I have the urge to just run out and lepak with my friends all day.

Self control!

Okay, I'm rambling. Think I had too much sugar for breakfast just now.

Merry Xmas, everyone, and happy new year! I hope 2009 has been fun, interesting, and memorable for you!

2009-11-16T21:41:00.001+08:00

I cannot forget the hurt and sadness that I felt. They are what made me who I am today, a part of me.

So, if I let go of those, am I still me?

Back again

2009-11-05T20:18:00.003+08:00

I'm back in BP! Again!

I know, it seems like I'm forever in BP nowadays. It's just that, since my job starts in mid Nov, I see no point in staying in PJ for the whole week with no air-con (because my Tiara room is like an oven in the afternoon), no homecooked meal (it gets boring after a while, even if I do love tom yam very much, I couldn't possibly eat it everyday), no washing machine, and of course, no siblings and dogs (to annoy for my own amusement).

I'm happy to be home, but at the same time, I'm a bit, well, too comfortable being at home. It seems that after a whole month of lepak-ing at home, doing nothing much but idle, with occasional worry of FYP, I am feeling settled and comfy, in fact, so comfy that I am not sure how I am gonna handle work when I am supposed to start working.

I supposed it's bad that I became so lazy. Even if I feel a bit heartbroken (sob sob!) that my mum wouldn't let me lepak at home and be lazy, I supposed I can't go on with being lazy forever. Working will make a good experience, not to mention make me step out of my comfort zone.

Besides, with my bro and sis having exam right now, I don't think they will take my annoying them to amuse myself lightly. Already (even if it was just four days ago when I saw him) my bro looks unstable due to the stress of his exam.

Ah well, in the meantime, let me lepak for another week first. FYP and my beloved dogs shall be my companions since my sis and bro are not supposed to be kacau-ed.

Random conversation

2009-10-30T23:46:00.003+08:00

"I want to watch 2012."

"It's not out in the cinema yet, is it?"

"November ler."

"It's supposed to be a doomsday prediction."

"Ya lor. On my birthday some more. Then we can celebrate my birthday, and while I am blowing the candles on my cake, the meteorite is going to crash and kill us all."

"LOL! Really ar?"

"Dunno. According to the prediction."

"Eh, like that I don't want to do my FYP already lar. What's the point? Later I susah payah finish my FYP, so ke lian, slave over it for one year, then graduate ady the meteorite is going to crash and kill us all. Waste my energy saja."

"Cheh. Then like that no need to work also lar, stay at home and be a couch potato saja."

"Ya lor, no need to study so hard for SPM ady. Woolala!"

"You happy lar!"

"Happy!"

Updates

2009-10-28T22:35:00.002+08:00

I swear that I will start on my Chap 2 tomorrow, or else I am banned from the ice-cream in the fridge. And any other food loaded with sugar.

Anyways, I know I haven't blog for ages, but certainly not as long as a certain *ahem* person who goes by the name Boo Boo, who conveniently went MIA since her internship was over.

But I digress.

So, what have I been doing for the whole month? Nothing much, except to wait for my stupid result, which was heartbreaking, but nobody to blame but myself.

Other than that, I went to a few colleges and universities to give out surveys, and well, it was interesting to meet different students from different unis. Some were friendly, some were polite, some were rude, some were snobbish. However, everytime I got to a different uni/college, I couldn't help but think that why I am not in a uni with big campus and awesome library.

I also went to Singapore with six other friends. We went to NUS to use the library, and again, the library looked awesome. It inspired me to want to study a lot, and at the same time sleep a lot too, seeing as it was so comfortable. And when I was there, I met up with a friend that I haven't seen since two years ago, I think. Despite not seeing her for so long, she is still the same adorable girl that I know.

After staying in the posh lodging in NUS for two days, we moved to a backpacker lodging, where the seven of us buat bising and self-labelled ourselves as the Crazy Asian Girls. Long story, too lazy to write it all down.

Went sightseeing in Singapore before we left to come back to BP on Saturday. And since then, I have not start on my FYP.

But I swear, really, tomorrow! In the meantime, let me procrastinate for the night. I would have bugged my siblings, except that they are both in a bad mood due to their exams, so in the end I'm here, rambling.

Guy flick

2009-09-21T22:38:00.002+08:00

We all know about chick flick. It's really easy to recognise a chick flick, really. All you need to do is look for posters with (90% of the time) white background, and a man and a woman (usually very leng chai and leng lui), or sometimes when it's not a man and a woman together, then it's just the woman herself. Other things that you should look out for when looking at a chick flick posters are colours like red, or pink.

The storyline is as cliche as you can imagine, of course. All the fluffiness, the happy endings. Aww... sweetness. But it usually started out with man and woman, they can't stand each other, and outta nowhere, love sneaks up to them and voila! They fall in love.

Anyways, this is not the reason why I am blogging now (other than to avoid studying, which I am supposed to be doing, btw). Zaza and I just finished, well, we skipped through the last hour, because I cannot tahan the stupidness of the story anymore, but anyways, we just watched "The last house on the left". And I believe since we have chick flick for movies that obviously chicks watch, surely we have guy flick that guys watch too.

In my humble opinion, surely "The last house on the left" fit neatly into this genre.

First of all, the main character, okay, characters, two of them are this blonde female, and quite attractive too. Then, the female characters will dress quite skimpily. Not to mention a lot of flashing here and there, one moment it's the thighs, the next the stomach, then the boobs and the butt.

Of course, a movie can't just be all about barely dressed females, as nice as it is to watch them prance around half naked on the screen. The next criteria is surely the storyline. It's way simple, and more often than not, it doesn't make any sense. The pretty female character will stupidly walk into a situation that will put herself in danger, and sometimes might do something that look quite brave and intelligent, only to end up useless, her effort, I mean. And usually, in between these scenes, as the story progresses, weird incidents, like the father asking the son to rape one of the girls that they held as hostages, will happen.

Anyways, ignore the female characters and the storyline for a while, the other characteristic of a guy flick will be blood and killing. The killing of the victim will be acted out in as much details as possible, and blood will be everywhere! And the more gory the killings are, the better. Preferably if the killings are not just random stabbing and shooting. Perhaps you should try sticking someone's head in a malfunctioning microwave oven and see if it will explode.

But pardon me, for I really can't be a good critic on this topic, seeing as I didn't finish watching the movie. I skipped through movie, and still managed to get the story, because after the weird raping scene (which we skipped) in the middle of the story, that did not make much sense to Zaza and I, I just got bored and decided not to waste my next hour watching the remaining movie.

Admittedly, I didn't go through the whole movie, but really, I don't see the point of watching. I was really disappointed though, I wanted to watch that movie when it was in the cinemas, and luckily, I didn't have the time to go, or else my money would have been wasted. The summary sounded interesting, and the poster looked promising. But alas, looks can be deceiving!

A letter

2009-09-05T20:35:00.002+08:00

Hmm... I had just been home for about an hour or two, and my mum suddenly remembered that I have stack of letters waiting for me. All of them were sent to my old house's address, and admittedly, most of them aren't very urgent, except for the letter from PTPTN, which apparently dated from one year ago.

Oops.

Anyways, one of the letters from this surprisingly thick pile is this heavy letter from Ministry of Health. And I thought, I'm quite sure I have never been involved with anything related to MOH, and when I looked closer, the letter was actually from the MOH of Singapore, and not Malaysia!

So, curiously, I opened the letter. Again, this letter was dated a while back, sometime in June. It said "Congratulations! You will soon be turning 21 years old. This will, no doubt, be a major milestone in your life."

Wha?

Apparently, it is a letter asking for my consent to donate my organs to the MOH should I die. Along with this cheerful letter explaining what is going on, there was also a booklet on organ transplant in it. Truthfully speaking, I haven't started reading the booklet yet, but from what I have read from the letter, it sounds quite well, effective. I'm quite sure that our Malaysia's MOH won't take this kind of initiatives.

Really, can you imagine receiving a letter like this from MOH, persuading you to donate your organs to save a life, or perhaps two, when you are dead, at the moment you turned 21 because you are now a legal adult? Nopes, not me, and definitely not with Malaysia's MOH.

I'm waaaaaaaay impressed with the way MOH Singapore works. I probably should go read the booklet, but chances are, donate saja lar. If not my organs also rot under the ground. Better to have them save another life, right?

You know you are

2009-08-29T20:49:00.008+08:00

1. Obsessed when you
a) Youtube said obsession
b) Google said obsession
c) Collect said obsession's pictures and realised what hair and clothes and expression work for said obsession (of course, please remember that I'm an amateur, so my opinions might not carry much weight)
d) Spent the last hour and so reading about said obsession's blogs even though they aren't very interesting

2. Vain when you
a) Start thinking about what hairstyle you want to cut the next time you visit the hair salon even though your hair isn't long enough to be even thinking about cutting
b) Mentally think about the clothing that you have in your wardrobe and categorising them into different style depending on what kind of image you want to portray
c) Start mentally thinking up potentials outfits with the clothes you currently have for places that you don't even go to
d) Think of all the accessories you have in your collection or the colours that you could have painted on your nails if you are not lazy

3. Homesick when you
a) Think about your dogs and thought about what to tell them when you see them
b) Brainstorm on the ways to annoy your sister and brother while you are at it
c) Consider about the things that you want to eat once you get back
d) Desperately miss your baby, your bed, your blanket, your room, and everything that's just not here with you right now

4. Bored when you
a) Youtube a lot
b) Google a lot
c) Facebook a lot
d) Sing till your throat starts to feel funny
e) Spend your precious 20 minutes writing stuff like you know you are obsessed/vain/homesick/bored when you

The Doctor

2009-08-20T11:16:00.002+08:00

Finally, after one month of cold, and yes, my body is kinda slow when it comes to building up immunity towards cold, I have decided to go see a doctor.

So, what gives?

Well, initially I wasn't really that worried about the cold, since, like I said, my body takes forever to build up immunity towards cold, so I am used to having long term cold anyways. Besides, I know the reason for my cold, and it's not H1n1, so I wasn't that wary. Besides, I have always believed that if my time is up, no matter what I do, I probably can't escape it anyways.

So, anyways, I was happily ignoring the cold, well, not that happily, since I did constantly check that I don't suddenly burn up with fever, but anyways, I developed a cough outta nowhere last night. Really! Just outta nowhere, I just started coughing, and my cold seemed to have gotten worse too.

Though there wasn't fever, I was starting to get a bit worried, not to mention annoyed. Cold, one, I can handle. Cold and cough, two, NO, I don't want to handle. So, I finally got my lazy ass to the clinic and have a checkup.

Like I expected, it wasn't H1N1, duh, but then again, the doctor was kinda funny. The clinic was empty save for me and another patient, and when I went inside the room, the doc had his mask under his chin instead of properly covering his nose and mouth.

So this is me. "Hi Doc, I have been having cold for the past month."

And he immediately pulled his mask up over his nose and mouth.

LOL.

And then he asked, "Have you been outstation for the last month?"

Me: "No, my body just takes forever to build up immunity towards cold. Then yesterday, suddenly, I had cough. So I thought I should see a doc, not to mention that most of my housemates are also having cough and flu."

And he visibly relaxed. And then he smiled. "Yeah, some people take more time to build immunity towards cold." And he proceeded to do the usual checkup routine. Fever. Nopes. Flu. Yeaps. Cough. Yeaps.

And he charged me 55 bucks for medicine that I could have easily gotten at pharmacy. Dang.

There goes my money. If it wasn't the cough, I would have happily continued ignoring my cold and saved myself the 55 bucks. Ah... the things I could buy or eat with that medicine money.

Sobs!

Comfort food

2009-08-17T20:47:00.001+08:00

I have found my new comfort food! Chipsmore and warm milk are like the best thing in this cool weather!

Even if no justification is needed, but I feel the need to do it. Chipsmore = chocolate. Chocolate plus warm milk. How can anyone say that's not comfort food?

XD

Frustration

2009-08-11T20:01:00.002+08:00

Lately, I have been feeling a lot of negative emotions, so much that I can't focus on the positive emotions. Which is sad, because it makes me so negative and so angsty all the time, it's unhealthy. And I know it is unhealthy.

But the thing is, even if it's none of my business, somehow I still care. I don't know, maybe I'm just selfish because the "problems" that the person has seem to be constantly in my face, and I just didn't want to be bothered by other people's problem. Sometimes, I can't even seem to handle my own problems and emotions, and now I seem to be juggling someone else's.

Really, it just makes me feel angry and tired all the time. Maybe it really isn't my problem, so I should just not care at all. After all, it's not like it's MY business.

Or I could be worried about that person, because it seems self destructive to me, what that person has been unconsciously doing, but I like to think that I'm not such a caring and saintly person. So maybe it's just my fault that I seem to make that person's problem my problem too.

For my friends who had made me feel better, thank you. You know who you are. I really appreciate the kind words and concern.

The thing that apparently evolution didn't manage to get rid

2009-07-30T22:13:00.001+08:00

I survived my second wisdom tooth extraction! You would have thought that second time was easier, but I beg to differ.

Anyhow... I SURVIVED! Thank God for that.

Some people

2009-07-26T21:08:00.002+08:00

Some people have no sense of respect for other people's personal space.

Today, I went to Mid Valley to watch Harry Potter with Boo. After movie, I suddenly realised that I was actually starving, and well, since we haven't seen each other for ages, I managed to convince Boo to stay another hour to makan and chat with me.

So, we headed over to Gardens, and straight towards Sushi Zanmai. Not surprisingly, since it was lunchtime, not to mention it's Sunday, there was a line waiting outside. Boo and I joined the line, and after a while, this huge uncle came and stood behind us.

And how did I know he is huge? Hard to not notice that since he was so disrespectfully invading my personal space. Eh... hello, put some space between us lar. I don't know you and I don't care to get to know you. And you are standing so close to me that there isn't even enough space to fit a 6-inch ruler in between.

Seriously lar, he was standing so close that when I turned slightly to talk to Boo, my bag actually jabbed into his overlarge belly, and yet he still refused to move! And when I moved forward a little bit, trying to get away from him, he moved forward.

Adui.... two steps away from the person in front of you is not going to lose you the seating in the restaurant. And besides... don't you feel like a pervert? Standing so close to a young girl who looks like she could be the age of your daughter?

Some people seriously need to learn how to respect other people's personal space.

Now I regretted not staging a loud whisper on how fat he is and how he is being a pervert by standing so close to me.

Cheh!

The 21st

2009-07-19T22:13:00.002+08:00

Apparently, I just found out, during my bday party yesterday, that it is Hokkien people's tradition to celebrate 21st birthdays secara besar-besaran.

Well... according to Joy's mother. And I will just take her word for it since adults are supposed to be wiser when it comes to stuff like this.

But then again, I supposed I'm an adult now too.

Ah... the responsibilities.

Anyways, because Zaza they all said 21st should be celebrated, well, on the eve of my bday I had pizza with my housemates and Sal. It wasn't much, but at least the pizzas filled the tummy pretty well.

Then, as usual, my housemates caught me by surprise when they ambushed me with chocolate cake. I thought they wouldn't have the stomach to eat anymore, since the pizzas pretty much made us so bloated that we thought nothing can go in anymore, but I guess there is always another tummy for dessert.

The cake, well, some of us thought it wasn't delicious at all, but I was okay with it. It brought back memories from childhood, when the cakes that I ate when I was a kid was a bit salty rather than super duper sweet.

And I was so touched, when Zaza, Meme, Mishel, Yeunouh, and Lynda bought me my favorite book for my present. Well... the story was, I was looking for The Green Mile with the exact cover as the book in library, cause I want it to have some sentimental value seeing as I fell in love with that book in that cover, but this different cover works as well. Oh... and they decided to chuck in an additional mascara because apparently Zaza saw me eyeing those mascaras (because the packaging looks so pretty!), and they decided to buy me one too.

So... on the day itself, my bday, well, I got a lot of bday wishes from friends. I was really touched that a friend who I hadn't talked to for two years already texted me and wished me Happy Birthday, because I thought he wouldn't remember, or wouldn't care.

After class, I went to 1U with Sal because we missed BBQ plaza too much. It was a bit... disappointing, as we felt as though we didn't get to eat puas-puas, but oh well. Had fun trying on different dresses in Forever 21, and Sal bought me the bangles that I have been eyeing!! Happiness... which was short lived because due to my carelessness, the bangles dropped on the floor and the paint got scrapped a bit. And I haven't even gotten the chance to wear it! Damn.

A bit of a bummer, when Sal and I got back from 1U, this scary Indian driver cheated us. The super meter ran so fast that by the time I got back to Tiara, it was 13 bucks, when usually, even with traffic jam, the amount wouldn't go over 10 bucks.

So... yesterday, my mum threw me a 21st bday party. Even though it was considered not so good to have a celebration after the actual bday date, my mum decided that it was okay because my chinese calendar bday hadn't passed yet.

The party wasn't too grand, but it wasn't very shabby either. Well, the guests were mostly my parents' friends, and my friends were all too busy to be there. Too bad, though Andrea, Joy and Kang were there. Honestly, I was so surprised and touched that Kang came. She told me she wouldn't.

Anyways... other than the eating, chatting, and blowing candles, which, instead of 21 candles like my mum wanted me to blow, I only got to blow three cause the wind took care of the other 18 for me, there were, of course, presents!

My cousin was so excited about me opening her gift, that she actually bugged me to open her gift. It was kinda funny, actually, because it was this black and white scarf that was, well, more of my sis's style, and my cousin, being the blur case that she is, she thought I was the one who wears this kind of style. But oh well, at least she stuck with the basic colours and not some lala kind of colours.

Got some jewelries and soft toys, and also ang paus. The most mengezadaokan present is from Joy and Kang, which, honestly, I supposed it suits Kang better since the function seems to be more practical to her rather than me. Hear that, Miss Kang?

I supposed everyone only turns 21 once in their life, and I'm just grateful that I have people who care and love me so much that they remember and are willing to pamper me just because it was my birthday.

Thanks, guys! Thanks for the memorable 21st.

The weekend

2009-07-06T21:28:00.002+08:00

I haven't been updating for quite some time, I know. Anyone misses my updates? No? I'm heartbroken.

Anyways, went to Central Market with Zaza last week Thursday. It was fun, though tiring. I swear I'm getting too old, everything seems to tire me, not counting getting ready for bed. Back to the topic, we saw some interesting sights, talked to interesting people. Overall, it was an interesting place, though I have never been there before even though I certainly had passed by that place countless times.

Saturday was my cousin's wedding, which I skipped class to attend. Well, it probably wasn't a very noble sacrifice, seeing as I don't really mind having an excuse to skip class, not to mention that I got to cover his wedding for my assignment.

Which turned out to be quite funny, because when I was busy asking a lot of questions on the details of the wedding, my uncle (the father of the getting married cousin) thought I was getting impatient about getting married, thus so infinitely curious. He just smiled, and said, "Don't worry, when it's your time, just give me a big ang pau and I will settle everything for you." Seriously, I wouldn't mind giving him an ang pau if he could help me do my assignment.

Anyways, stupid me, I missed the part where the bridegroom traditionally needed to go to the bride's house to er.... get the bride. Before getting the bride, my cousin had to go through her "ji muis", who all proceeded to torture them, sorta. I missed that part! Though I did saw the footage of the process, so I supposed all is not lost yet for my assignment. Besides, my cousin agreed to let me interview him, with my cousin-in-law. Hehe.

Oh.... Did I mention how adorable and cute and adorable and cute my nieces and nephews are? No? They are like the cutest things ever, seriously. ^^

And I got a pretty necklace with a gorgeous pendant from my mum as an early birthday present, which, sadly, I didn't really see what the pendant really is until she told me. But admittedly, once I know what the pendant is, it really is gorgeous.

Met up with Joy and Kang on Sunday morning for breakfast too, though in the end I only ended up having two barley ice. Sorry, guys, I was too tired and sleepy to make decent conversations.

So, that's all for the recent happenings. Coming soon, assignments and presentations and quizzes. T.T

Update

2009-06-19T10:48:00.004+08:00

So... the new sem starts. I probably should be working on my assignments, which are due on Monday, but pardon me while I malas a bit. It's still only week 3, after all. The momentum isn't yet started. Not to mention that the rooms that we get in PD for our classrooms are not very motivating. Lack of oxygen does that to you.

This sem, well, I fear that the subjects aren't very interesting to me. Not to mention a very grandpa-ish lecturer teaching a very unlikely subject. I doubt he will be one hell of a grandpa-ish lecturer enough to persuade and negotiate with me. Hmm....

Other than that, my body's seriously whacked from all the 8 o'clock classes. I am very very VERY happy that I have day off on Thurs and Fri, which means I can sleep till lunchtime, unfortunately, this only make my biological clock utterly confused because I have to wake up early on Mon, Tues, Wed, and Sat, while the rest of the week I'm FREEEEEEEEEEE to go to bed as late as possible, and even better, wake up as late as possible.

Assignments and presentations are piling up. Most of them are individual. The coming persuasive speech is being pushed to the very back of my mind in order to not have unnecessary freak-outs. I think my roommate is stressed out enough without me scaring her half to death with my random burst of insanity. Not to mention that there is some grouping problem going on with the few group assignments that we have this sem. Hopefully everything is sorted out peacefully, though admittedly, I don't really care about about a certain person who's manipulating my friends in order to benefit herself. She could be doomed for all I care, yes, I know, I sound like an evil bitch.

Anyhow, we are supposed to meet our FYP advisors next week. Pardon me while I go hide in the corner and freak out. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Last but not least, well, I never expect myself to be so vain, but seriously, the bug bites on my skin look SO disgusting. I don't want to look at them, yet I can't help but keep checking on them to see if there is any improvement. Which, I suspect, isn't that much seeing as my fingers can't seem to keep themselves away from the bites. The bites probably would have healed faster if I have a better self control, but then again, I rather take pain than itch any other day. Seriously.

I hope that the bites all heal up nicely, or if not, I will be forever disgusted when I look at my own skin.

Bug food

2009-06-06T19:38:00.005+08:00

It first started at my waist... on Wednesday. This huge, angry, red spot, that itched like crazy. At first I thought it was the tag on my shirt that caused the irritation, but it soon became apparent that it was an insect bite, what with the puncture hole so obvious, the insect was one ganas tiny bug.

And then it started appearing all over my skin. My waist, my arms, my legs. Crazy... those stupid red... swellings that made me want to scratch my skin till it bleeds. Finally, I went to see the doc, and one glance at those swellings, he went, "Do you have dogs at home?"

Well, it seems that he thinks it's fleas bite. I have no idea why the hell will fleas bite me and not any other person. Probably the same reason why mosquitoes seem to be very fond of me instead of some other people too. Anyhow, I have many red ugly spots all over my body that make me want to gag everytime I see them. Not to mention the itchiness.

Somehow, it really disturbs me to know that I'm the new food supply in town. Bug food, yeah, that sounds reaaaaal reassuring. Any friendlier, I will want to put a restraining order on those bugs.

I really cannot decide whether bug bites are worse, or some allergy, or some weird skin disease.

:'(

Gosh... I hope I'm not some insect breeding place like a horrible scary insect movie.

This is what happened when one decides to be unwise

2009-05-28T03:08:00.003+08:00

I'm up and about, well, not actually about, seeing as it's like... 3am in the morning and the house is so quiet that any noise will wake my mum up, but yeah, my point is, I'm still not asleep.

Sorry, I feel the need to point that out, even if it's painfully obvious that I need to be awake to type this post out, no?

Anyways, if I wasn't so... well, such a glutton, I probably wouldn't be awake to type out this post. This is going to sound insane, but I had two bubble teas, and half the cup of my sis's coffee, just now, after dinner.

Maybe you think, what's the big deal? So what you drank like a lot of tea and some coffee? The thing is, I'm very caffeine sensitive, so any tiny amount of caffeine in my bloodstream will cause me sleepless night. Hence... this post.

Supposedly my sis was studying. Well, when I voiced out that I suddenly feel like having bubble tea, she bribed me into driving her to the shop to get some. Did I mention that I can be easily bribed, sometimes? Apparently, according to her, the coffee that she got there made her unable to sleep that one time, so she wanted to get the coffee so that she could stay up and study. No surprise that she is currently very well asleep, as opposed to be studying.

Well, I'm just babbling, but then hunger and the inability to fall asleep do that to you. Did I mention that my tummy is currently growling my ears deaf? I should probably go hunt for some food, except that, like I had mentioned just now, it is too quiet and any sound will wake my mum up, so I guess I probably have to wait out my hunger and hopefully I will be able to sleep soon.

But until then, I need to find some entertainment.

Act I, Scene I

2009-05-18T20:16:00.003+08:00

Characters:
Me (M)
My sis (S)
My bro (B)
My sis's friend (SF)

The story:

SF: (through MSN) Eh, u kena NS ar?
S : Know already mer?!?!?!
SF: Yeah.
S: WHAT?!?! U kena ar?! Who else kena?! How to check?!?!
SF: SMS... I didn't kena.

(S and SF proceeded through a sorta lengthy discussion about who kena NS, and how to check. In walked M and B)

M: No point checking through the website. Sure cannot de... the website will be overloaded then cannot even load the page.
B: So fast keluar ady mer, the result?
S: I'm gonna cry if I kena.
M: Eh... they said if you go there sure you will have fun then takmau balik ady.
S: I'll cry!
B: Waahaha!

(S went off to get her phone from her room. Sat down in front of the computer again and typed out the message to check her fate. Suddenly, she handed the phone to M.)

M: What?
S: I don't want to send. (Put her hand over her eyes and lowered down her head as though she was grieving)
M: Send ar?
S: (Head still down) Send lar. (Turned back to her MSN and her friend) Eh... how long the reply will come?
SF: One minute.

(One minute later...)

S: Takda!
SF: Wait lar!

(B ran off. Came back a few seconds later. Suddenly, S's phone rang!)

S: (Panicky) NO! It's here! (Made a pitiful sound before looking at her phone. Again, put her hand to her eyes and lowered her head.)
M: What? (Grabbed S's phone, looked, and laughed)
B: Gotcha!
S: (Made sounds inbetween laughing and crying) You idiot!

(B ran off, grinning. S proceeded to complain about B to SF. Then, S's phone rang again. M picked up the phone.)

M: Eh... it's here.
S: (Stared at M with wide eyes) Read it.
B: (Came outta nowhere and tried to grab the phone from M's hand) Kena?
M: (Smacked his hand away) It's not your phone. (Looked at S) Tak mau tengok?
S: You tengok.

(M read the msg while S prepared for the worst.)

M: Sorry, service currently unavailable.
S: What?! (Grabbed the phone and read the message) Damn.

(And S proceeded to complain to SF about how fate loves playing with her.)

Nightmare

2009-05-15T10:45:00.003+08:00

I woke up this morning at 6.30 from a nightmare... thank God for my siblings' considerate thoughts, with all the door banging and rushing around early before the sun even lights up the sky.

So... my nightmare didn't involve any monsters or scary things. Oh wait, it does. It involved one last final paper, and a frustrated lecturer.

Apparently, in my dream, we all took our HOTEL paper in one of the big halls, you know, either PC203 or PC201. And, because the paper was so damn difficult, most of the students just gave up and left the paper blank before storming out of the exam hall.

And me, well, I actually snuck the paper our of the exam hall, plotting to sneak the answers back after I had gotten all the answers. Desperate time calls for desperate measure, okay?

So anyhow, Dr. T was so frustrated with us just leaving the paper blank and storming out the exam hall, after all, she was there to witness it, that she wanted to fail us all and sent us to Kampar! But the admin was discussing, cause it won't look good on statistics if more than half the class failed the subject. And so... a lengthy meeting was called to discuss the outcome.

Alas... I got woke up before the nightmare ended. But, it scared me so much that I couldn't go back to sleep, so I ended up being awake since 6.30, though I didn't leave my bed till 9.30.

Argh!!!! I seriously hope when the result is out, it doesn't spell disaster. :(

Sakit hati

2009-05-07T21:45:00.002+08:00

"Kek sim ar!"

Ignore my "ping yin", say it in Hokkien.

Today's paper was well... quite a disaster. I can't believe I spent so much mental energy, not to mention time and effort, studying this subject and then when I saw the paper, I realised half of the stuff that was asked were those things that I had deemed not so important. And have conveniently not pay so much attention to them.

Kek sim ar....

Well, at least I had a fun afternoon with Alex, Sal, Denise and Esther at 1U after the exam... even if the time spent together was short.

Now.... FYP for sem break. I still don't know which book to choose!

Spread the word

2009-05-05T20:54:00.004+08:00

I can't believe this sort of cruelty happens in Malaysia. Wow... I'm speechless. To think people will actually do that to animals.

Please go to this website and read the story! http://www.mycen.com.my/rescue/

See if the story doesn't make you upset.

Exam

2009-04-29T20:28:00.003+08:00

Blur me... I forgot that we usually go into the exam hall 5 or 10 minutes earlier.

I didn't want to leave the house so early, because the waiting always made me anxious, and anxiety has a way of messing up the facts in my head. So this sem I decided that maybe I should just walk to uni since all the papers are in the morning session, and the sun is supposedly not harmful in the morning. To spare myself the waiting and the building anxiety.

So anyways, I totally forgot that we are supposed to be there early, and clever me, I left the house at exactly 8.30. Now, it takes around 20 minutes to walk there, if I am walking slowly. And today, of all days, I decided that there is no need to rush. So I was walking slowly.... mana tau whenever I wanted to cross the roads, the roads were swamped with rushing cars. In the end, I ended up waiting for quite some time, thus it ended with me reaching uni and into the exam hall like.... 10 seconds before the invigilator announced that we can now start writing.

During the paper, which was a two and a half hour paper, halfway through it, I was just thinking random stuff. From how I wish I am an ambidextor, to how Atsushi was being so bodily-kinestetically retarded (which almost made me LOL in the exam hall, but I managed to suppress it, so I was just grinning to myself instead while doing the paper), and what I was going to eat after the paper was handed up.

In the end, I guess everything's pretty good. I hope I don't make too many mistakes, in fact, I hope my answers are mostly correct rather than wrong. Did I mention how much I dislike short answer questions, btw, especially when they are supposed to be short answer questions but with like.... 6 marks per question?

Anyways, I am supposed to be studying for the next paper. But I got high from denial (cause I am not ready to admit my grades are going right into the sewer yet), swimming, and of course, from Exile and Alice Nine.

They are that nice to watch.

XD

The weather

2009-04-25T23:19:00.001+08:00

So hot, so warm, that my chocolate spread, you know, those chocolate thingy you put on bread to eat together, melted in the jar.

:(

At home

2009-04-22T09:54:00.002+08:00

There is just something about home that makes me want to:

a. Have six meals a day instead of three.
b. Run up and down the stairs two steps at a time, instead of walking up one by one properly, seeing that I am not in a hurry at all
c. Keep glancing out of the window of my room, even though the scenery doesn't change
d. Constantly talk to my dogs from the living room... because they like to peek into the windows when any one of us sits there to watch tv
e. Do my studying on bed, even though I'm not supposed to, but hey, it works
f. Try to find reasons to go out for a drive, when I'm supposed to be studying

They wait

2009-04-10T20:32:00.002+08:00

I finally managed to have the long-planned movie date with Alex and Sal. The three of us had been planning to watch the horror movie "They wait" for quite some time already, but it never happened, because of one reason, or another.

Anyways... today was the end of presentations. And assignments. Finally. I don't want to talk about it, because I was not very happy with myself for both the assignments and presentations that I did. Not to mention that I might have caused my groupmates their marks because of my stupid mistakes.

Well... I still have another quiz on Monday, but what the hell. I needed that movie date with Alex and Sal. So we stayed back after school, and got all cosy in one of the counselling rooms. We tried to persuade Denise and Esther, and even Xia Xia to stay with us to watch, but none of them was persuaded. The three of us probably need to work on our persuasion skills.

So... the movie, which I found out was actually out in 2007, and it hit the cinema in Malaysia early this year (notice how we always seem to be behind when it comes to movie screening?), was okay. It wasn't as scary as I hope, so tonight I will be able to sleep properly even if I don't have a roommate for tonight and tomorrow.

The story is about this little boy who got possessed by a spirit when he went back to his father's hometown (I think) for the uncle's funeral during Hungry Ghost Month. So... turned out that the uncle wasn't as honest as he should be, he and his gang of evil doers killed one of their workers because she found out about their dirty little secret. The girl that they killed was angry and couldn't rest in peace, so she possessed the little boy to, well, I don't know. Not for revenge, but well, maybe so that someone would help her find peace. And of course, the hero, or heroine, of the movie was the boy's mother, who in the end, exposed the uncle's evil gang who was still doing evil deeds. The rest of the gang who were still alive got what they deserved in the end, and the boy lived, thanks to his brave mother.

And then I started thinking. Why is in every horror movie that I have seen so far, the protagonist is always a female? And whenever the female has some kind of trouble, or need some guidance, there is always a freakishly weird guy there to give her some needed answers?

Well... and people say chick flicks are cliche. I guess horror movies can be just as cliche too. Lol.

The weekend

2009-03-30T21:18:00.002+08:00

I probably shouldn't done that, but oh well, I took a long weekend off. I went back to BP since Thursday, since I have dental appointment on Saturday. It was good, and bad, the weekend.

The good thing was... I was, well, revived, sort of. I needed the break away from assignments and all the pollution in PJ. Most of all, I just needed to be away from the stress.

Anyways, I removed partial of my braces already. The upper front part was still left intact, seeing as my retainer is in the progress of being made, but I digress. I can eat chewing gum already! And that was what I did after all the drilling, scaling and polishing done to remove my braces. I know, nothing significant, but seriously, taking out the braces wasn't such a sweet process after all. Halfway through the drilling, scaling, and polishing, I almost wanted to tell the dentist to just stop it and leave my braces be. It was quite an... uncomfortable experience.

Moving on, finally the metal removing ceremony was done (almost). And then my dentist dropped the bombshell that my wisdom teeth are out (like I didn't know that), and they needed to be removed.

And so she went, "Ha! Now you have something to do during your holiday, Jo. You can come and remove your wisdom teeth. Both the upper left and lower right have to be removed."

Geez... thanks, doc, I'm so looking forward my holiday now. Tada! The highlight of my finishing of finals.... the removal of wisdom teeth.

-.-'''

Seriously, doc, you sure know how to cheer up a girl.

Words

2009-03-27T08:40:00.002+08:00

There are times when I speak without thinking, hell, I think my mouth might sometimes not linked to my brain at all, but when you peel off the sarcasm and the meanness, I still care, and I don't mean to hurt anyone with my words. It's just that I don't know how to channel my concern etc into my words. If you ever come to me when you are down, you would have known that I suck at consoling people, and I ask stupid questions that seem insensitive even without realising that they are insensitive. I make remarks that are supposed to sound encouraging, except that they might not be what you want to hear.

But sometimes, I guess that just gives off the impression that I don't care at all.

A fantastic Saturday night... with Jrockers, who are not Js

2009-03-23T21:44:00.003+08:00

This post is dedicated to Farah, who missed the Jrock no Tamashii. I know... rub it in, but you know I still love you anyways. Muahaha!

But seriously, you would have enjoyed it as much as I did. Good music and bishies, not to mention some other Jrock fans who came in costumes. Phew... talk about an interesting place to people-watch.

So the event was held at The Republic Bar, which was in Sunway Pyramid. It was held outdoor, and was supposed to start at 6pm, but since I was late, I didn't know what happened. But we were late, and we got there around 8 plus, and it was just the first band playing. So we didn't miss much, which we were thankful for.

The first band was called Kawaii Sakura. They were not bad actually, in fact, all the bands were pretty good except one, which Sal and I disliked cause the vocalist's voice gave us headache. It was kinda high-pitched, and well, sounded as though it should belonged to Jpop instead of Jrock.

Anyways... back to Kawaii Sakura. I missed half of their performance, but when I got there, they were playing one of Naruto's songs, I can't remember which one. They definitely had the energy, and it was fun to watch them perform as they were so lively. Not to mention I think the vocalist was pretty bold to shave off one side of her hair. I really admire her guts for that. But not so much about her hair, the band was good, with good energy.

I can't remember the sequence of the performance, so I am just gonna tell whichever bands that I can recall off first.

Then there was this band called Gemini. This band was good too, with good energy. Not to mention that they performed one of my fav songs, "Zetsubo Billy". It was just awesome, and Sal and I got high over that since we weren't expecting to hear this song there. But I guess since it's an anime themesong, it probably got a lot of publicity too.

Another band called Endless Eternal, they were very good. I love them, they were pretty impressive. Apparently they won the second place for the Battle of the Bands last year, and I can definitely see how they got the second place. Even the vocalist's voice is good, which is something that I can't say for every one of the bands. Plus, all the songs that they were performing were all self-composed, so that was just impressive. Actually the vocalist reminded me of Paramore's lead singer. Maybe cause she's pretty young, and her voice is good. Oh... and this band has a drummer that's as young as my sis. So... yeah, I like this band a lot.

The band that Sal went for, was called Mage. Apparently they were like the founder of Jrock scene in Malaysia. Like if it wasn't them, there wouldn't be this sort of thing going in Malaysia. They were good too. They were the guest performers for this event, along with John's Mistress.

Then there were some other bands, such as Miniature Garden, that I didn't really see, not because I don't like them, but because Sal's heels were killing her and she needed to sit down. So it wasn't like we could see the stage from that far away. Thus we missed a couple of bands.

There was also this band called Strawberry Jam, which was not bad, but I can't remember why I wasn't paying much attention to them. I think I was pissed off cause some smoker were sorta everywhere I went. I moved forward, he moved forward, I backed off, he backed off. So yeah... all I know was the music was not bad, but I couldn't appreciate it due to the annoyance. By the time I actually turned my attention on stage, the lead singer had already taken off his shirt, I have no idea why he did that, but oh well, he has a pretty hot body, so I guess it was okay.

But seriously, the one that really blew me away was the last band, Drako'Zen. They were just amazing.... great songs, great on-stage performance. I know... I'm a lousy writer, I can't describe properly, but seriously, they were that amazing. I love them. And that has nothing to do with the bishies playing guitars n bass. Really.

Ah well... like I said, I'm not that good of a writer, and well, my memory fails me already. After doing assignments, the event actually seems a long time ago, instead of just two days ago. But what I really regretted was I didn't get any of the bands to take pics with me. So now I only have the mental image of the memory, and well, no bishies pictures to stare at.

Oh.... did I mention about these two bishies playing solo guitar? Erm... Mage's and Drako'Zen's. That was just plain hot... and Sal and I almost melted from the "yeng"-ness of the whole solo act. *swoons*

And after the long-winded lame attempt to describe the whole event, I am just gonna conclude that yeah, Malaysia's Jrock bands are good, so don't just ignore them just because they are from Malaysia. They should have more of this sort of events going on, if not, people wouldn't know how good they are. We gave our musicians less credits than they all deserve.

This... and That

2009-03-18T16:55:00.003+08:00

As if assignments and deteriorating results are not enough to bring me down, not to mention, pile a mountain of stress on my being, that has to happen.

This... seriously, if she gave us the information AND confirmation that she gave me today two weeks ago, she could have saved me from the amount of fretting and stressing AND cursing because of that bloody assignment. But better not speak so soon yet, because the end is not here yet.

I just hope that eventually I might get good results despite the bad coursework marks. Which, I don't even have to wait till the end of week 14 to know that. I can predict it with the way my midterms turned out.

And That. Seriously, if I could just take a knife and stab my heart to end the pain, I will gladly do that. Okay... I guess it will stop the pain... in a different way, but still, it wouldn't end the problem.

What's a girl to do? When she's not supposed to be that worried and stressed out but there are This and especially That?

My first concert

2009-03-08T13:41:00.002+08:00

Well... that title is a lil ambiguous. But let me clear it up, it was the first concert that I attended, and though it was not by some drool-worthy dude with deep, husky voice, or some hot chick with provocative dance moves, I was blown away.

Really, it was that amazing.

To spare you the suspense (let's pretend that I am actually good at building suspense, shall we?), yesterday night, I went to Kitaro's Live at Genting 2009 with my mum. I was pretty excited about it, seeing as I know Kitaro is an amazing artist. And apparently all his songs are inspired by nature, and well, we all know that I am not a big fan of soothing songs. I rather like loud bass and drums and all those screaming... most of the time.

Anyways... the concert started off pretty mellow. There are these two instruments that really sound like nature's sound, one is something that sounds like some kind of bird, and another, the sound of river flowing. The first three songs, like I said, were pretty mellow. The whole stage was pitch black when those songs were playing, instead, visual on nature was shown to us. I remembered thinking that it was amazing, that somehow all his songs really did remind me of those visual that I have seen. Honestly, I can easily just imagine those scenery, though maybe not so pretty in my head, seeing as I have never really seen those amazing scenery first hand, but really, those songs really do related well with those scenes. I almost felt as though the nature was singing to me instead of Kitaro's playing.

And well, I would be lying if I said I like the mellow songs. True, I enjoyed them, but I was already sleepy to begin with, and if the whole concert was filled with songs like that, I would have dozed off despite the uncomfortable chair. But the pace of the music picked up. In fact, the whole concert reminded me a bit of a storyline. Something like at first, the world was filled with peace. Then, came intruders who wanted to destroy the peace. The nature retaliated. Nature won but was filled with sadness from the destruction. But life went on, and slowly, it healed.

Well... that was what I felt during the concert. Somewhere during the song that made me felt nature had won but was saddened by the destruction, I actually felt so touched that my eyes were starting to fill with tears. I know... I sound a bit emo-ish and weird, but really, I could feel the music reaching out to me. But luckily for me, the music didn't continue with those kind of feeling, well, as least not to me, and the tearwork didn't start or else I would have freaked my mum out, big time.

After two hours, the concert came to an end. But the crowd wanted an encore so Kitaro came back and played two more songs for us. Yays!

But honestly, the whole concert was just amazing, especially the second half. The keyboard, the guitar, the drums, and the violin especially, were so fantastic. And well, it was just so mesmerising to watch them play.

I am just so glad that I have this experience. This trip to Genting was just brilliant, not just the concert, since I got to unwind with my family and also my cute baby cousins, Jay and Phil. God knows I need that if not I'm gonna go crazy from all the stress.

:)

Muka buku

2009-02-28T23:32:00.003+08:00

And so Muka Buku cost me my 5 marks in my MMS midterm. Shit.

I don't even want to think about News Corporation and 911.

And now that is over, moving on to Sociolinguistic assignment (Die!) and Language Teaching assignment (Gag me!).

-.-'''

Truths

2009-02-27T20:14:00.007+08:00

I can't bear to do MMS assignment or study for MMS midterm, I feel frustrated just thinking about it. In fact, I think I just ran out of steam ranting about it to my pals, Sal and Lynda, this afternoon. I hope their ears aren't bleeding at this moment. So anyways.... I stole this from my cousin's Facebook because I feel like blogging but didn't know what to blog about. Besides... I like to think that people actually miss me when I'm not talking crap here. *smiles innocently*

Moving on....

Truths! After you've filled this out, tag 15 people and have them do the same.

1. Last beverage - H2O
2. Last phone call - ICE1
3. Last text message - Sal
4. Last song you listened to - SID's Hosoi Koe
5. Last time you cried - Er... Last year?

SIX HAVE YOU EVER:
1. Dated someone twice? Nopes
2. Been cheated on? Nopes
3. Kissed someone & regretted it? Sorta
4. Lost someone special? Not really.
5. Been depressed? Well.... yeah. In fact, with all the assignments and midterms and quizzes now... I'm surprised I'm just merely frustrated instead of sinking into depression from the stress. I have gotten stronger!!!!!
6. Been drunk and threw up? Nah... I'm a good girl. *grins*

LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS: Orange, Yellow, Red, Dark purple

HAVE YOU:
1. Made new friends - Yeaps
2. Fallen out of love - Fallen outta crush
3. Laughed until you cried - Yeah... think so
4. Met someone who changed you - Er... more or less
5. Found out who your true friends were - Yes, and I am thankful that I have them in my life.
6. Found out someone was talking about you - No... my eavesdropping skill is sadly quite bad.
7. Kissed anyone on your friend's list - No
8. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life - All of them
9. How many kids do you want to have - Let's not talk about that yet
10. Do you have any pets - Family pets! Pepsi, Cola, Madge, Fairy, Duff, Johnny, and well, I supposed the two terrapins that my bro is currently keeping. One of them used to be mine but my bro adopted it already.
11. Do you want to change your name - No
12. What did you do for your last birthday - Recovering from the guilt of being in an accident that costed quite some money for the repairing
13. What time did you wake up today - 7 am... morning class sucks.
14. What were you doing at midnight last night - Zzzzz
15. Name something you CANNOT wait for - Right now... this sem to be over, but I guess that will bring me closer to my FYP. Nooooooooooooo!
16. Last time you saw your dad - Two weeks ago
17. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life - Currently, my mishandling of time and stress
18. What are you listening to right now - SID
19. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom - No
23. What's getting on your nerves right now? - MMS assignment, Socioling assignment, and LLT assignment. Oh yeah... and HOTEL quiz. The rest... coming soon.
24. Most visited webpage - Fictionpress

1. Nicknames - Jojo, Death Angel, Ah Jo
2. Relationship Status - Single
3. Zodiac sign - Cancer
4. Male or female or transgendered - Female -.-'''
5. Elementary - St. Henry
6. Middle School - SKC
7. High school - SMKC
8. Hair color - Black
9. Long or short - short
10. Height - 165cm
11. Do you have a crush on someone? - Not right now.
12: What do you like about yourself? My overactive imagination... but not so when I have just finished a horror movie/book.
13. Piercings - 2
14. Tattoos - None... but one day, ONE DAY! I will pluck up enough courage to get one.
15. Righty or lefty → Right

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
1. Is there one person you want to be with right now? Actually I want to be with my best friends, eating ice cream, but seeing that everyone of them is scattered all over Malaysia, or busy... Sigh.
2. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? Please lar, I'm not that bad.
3. Will you repost this? I just did.
4. Did you lie at any of these questions? No point lying.

Actually I think this tag is supposed to have 100 questions, but my cousin left out some, and most of them I had did it before in one of the previous tags. So... I don't tag anyone, except for LYNDA, who seems to enjoy doing tags. Anyone else who wants to do feel free to do it.

The art of socialising

2009-02-17T19:21:00.002+08:00

Is something that I definitely don't have.

Today, there was a group of Japanese students from Kyoto University in my uni, visiting. Apparently, that was their graduation trip, and all I can say is "Sweet! To have a graduation trip away from where you are from." Imagine the culture and all the other junks that you don't see in textbooks.

Anyways, a bunch of us went there to meet up with them, but when we got there, we found out that we weren't actually officially invited. In fact, we were sort of crashing people's party, though of course, when we realised that the party hadn't started yet.

But the lecturers were kind enough to let us in. They were friendly, asking us to not be shy and just go in and interact with the Japanese students. Because really, that's what we were there for.

But then, instead of socialising, I had felt kinda awkward, since I couldn't really stop thinking about crashing the party. And when I got into the room, I stood there like a deer caught in headlights, while watching my friends worked their charms on the Japanese students and striking up conversation after conversation.

It's safe to say that I took one look at the small, crowded room, the group of people talking, and the feeling as though I can't really breathe properly in the crowd and small room, and made a quick decision that I had to get out of there.

Well... the breathing part was probably due to my own imagination, but then again, I tend to feel as though I can't breathe properly when I am in a crowded place.

So much for my attempt to socialise. Seriously, I can't imagine how I am going to survive once I am out of the safe circle of my current life once I venture into the working world, where I definitely will need to socialise to widen my social network.

Die.

Assignments and quiz

2009-02-10T09:23:00.002+08:00

Okay, maybe I shouldn't complain about the assignments that are due this Friday, seeing as these two assignments are probably the easier assignments compared to the coming ones. *shudders* But still, I'm still not yet done with the holiday spirit. I know, CNY is officially over, but thanks to it, smack in the middle of Week 3, I lost whatever momentum to study that I have gathered before CNY and now I have to start all over again.

Quiz on Friday, I predict, is going to be an almost disaster. I won't curse myself by saying it is absolutely going to end up as a disaster, but still, I don't do well in short answer questions. MCQ, not so bad. Essays, still bearable. Short answer questions, DIE. Seriously.

Oh, did I mention that the quiz is History of EL? Joy... not to mention there are another three more quizzes to come, and midterm. Yeaps, all History of EL.

And to put things into an even bummer mood, a lot of the animes that I have been following have been licensed! That means I can no longer watch them on Youtube or crunchyroll. And I need my weekly dose of anime to amuse me and keep me sane! Naruto and Bleach are not enough, not to mention that all those violence can't be possibly good for mental peace. Besides, both are in the middle of climax, so the humour is sadly not included in all those intense I-hate-you, die-you-assholes fights.

Sigh....

And before I end this post, I just want to say, I CAN'T FREAKING BELIEVE THAT NARUTO'S MANGAKA KILLED OFF MY BELOVED KAKASHI! I hope he's not really dead, and well, if the mangaka kills off my beloved Shikamaru too, I am gonna abandon this stupid, long-winded manga.

-.-'''

The 25 things you don't know (and perhaps should know) about me

2009-02-06T21:32:00.003+08:00

I got tagged by Kung, and I don't feel like doing this in Facebook, so I am gonna do this here instead.

1. I am a curious person, though lazy.

2. I enjoy learning, and knowing, but I don't like quizzes and exams (who does anyways?).

3. I have a short fuse, I get annoyed quite easily, though I don't really show it all the time.

4. I love body art, piercings and tattoo. I am just too scared of the idea of the needle poking continuously into my skin.

5. I am scared of blood, the sight of it can actually make me dizzy.

6. I love science, almost as much as I love literature, but absolutely hate maths.

7. Speaking of literature, I don't enjoy reading most of the literature, mainly because they are too long-winded and the language is too old-fashioned for my liking, but I love discussing about them critically.

8. I don't mind people taking my stuff and using it (though asking for permission first is certainly a nice thing to do), but what annoys me the most is when I can't find my stuff because other people took it without my permission, or when I want to use it, it is unavailable, because again, someone took it without permission.

9. Noise irritates me, and so does secondhand smoke.

10. I'm not very good at socialising. Small talks are, most of the time, meaningless to me.

11. I used to be scared of dogs, now I absolutely love them.

12. I thought spiders are cute, since they have 8 legs and can walk without tripping over their own legs.

13. I dislike the fact that my nails are so short and square-ish. I would like them to be long and graceful so that they will look pretty when I paint them.

14. I get bored easily.

15. I believe in karma.

16. I can be quite mean and sarcastic, sometimes without even realising it.

17. People that I care the most suffer the most from my mean spirit and sarcasm. It's not that I don't appreciate them, it's just that I got so comfortable with them I forget myself.

18. I enjoy reading horror book, or watching horror movie, though my imagination will work overtime after that and I suffer.

19. I will like to have my own pet in the future, hopefully something that is furry and warm-blooded.

20. Defying stereotype, I am a female that doesn't like to cook. Or do houseworks. But if you ask me to choose, I will do houseworks rather than cooking.

21. I love guitar, and playing guitar. Just too bad that my parents won't let me continue learning.

22. I love wearing high heels.

23. I think I might be quite good at being persuasive when I set my mind to it.

24. I can't draw to save my own life.

25. I would love to travel and learn about different cultures.

Okay, done. I'm not sure if I am supposed to tag anyone, but I would love to see my friends do this. Especially Farah, Boo and Joy. I supposed Kang too, except that she has no blog.

Changeling

2009-02-02T22:22:00.002+08:00

Apparently, changeling means a child who is believed to have been secretly left in exchange for another. And well, I have never heard of this word before, so I guess my vocabulary is pretty limited, that I don't deny.

Today, Sal, Zaza, Amelia and I went to MV to watch Changeling. It's the new Angelina Jolie movie, just in case you people have never heard of it before. It wasn't bad, quite worth watching, if you like those touching, emotional, inspiring sort of movie. I wasn't blown away by the whole movie, but the storyline was pretty good. Not that cliche, though apparently it was based on a true story.

I will not talk about the story, just in case I accidentally spill some spoilers and spoil your fun if you are planning to watch the movie. But when I was watching the movie, I couldn't help thinking why commit a sin when you know you are going to regret it, especially when you are nearing your end? Makes me wonder if those kind of people actually believe that by confessing and pretending that the sin had never happened will cancel out the sin itself.

Well, honestly, two hours and a lil bit more is a bit too long for me to stand for a movie. Even though the story was progressing pretty decently, I found myself waiting for the end instead of truly appreciating the whole movie. But I blame that on my lack of attention.

Another thing is, I wonder why the movie is not advertise more widely. Probably there are some stuff in the movie about government and politics that hit too close to the truth. Hmm....

Update

2009-02-01T22:13:00.003+08:00

Tomorrow's Monday, and if I am Garfield, I would say I hate Mondays. But then again, I am a fan of Garfield, so I would say, Monday is definitely not my favourite day.

8 o'clock class tomorrow. History of English Language. Enough said.

I supposed I should be more unbiased. History of EL is not THAT boring, well, except that it's an 8 o'clock class making everyone's eyes unable to stay open completely. But then again, I spoke too soon. There might be a few early birds in my class, those who I haven't realise.

The past week was all about celebrating CNY. Not really surprisingly, the junkfood in my house finished pretty fast. Most of my favourites were already gone, and if not all gone, well, at least 80% of it gone. Which was too bad seeing as I wanted to bring back to PJ to eat. Well, supposedly I should look at this positively then. I already have enough pimples from all the junkfood that I ate in the last week.

First day of CNY, went and visited my grandma and grandpa, like every CNY.

Third day of CNY, I went and met up with a few friends. Not exactly a few, erm, more like 12? Okay, we were supposed to settle in Old Town for coffee and tea and some chattering, not to mention some gossips, but then a friend suggested that we go to her house since she just moved (half a year ago), and was going to have house warming on the 6th day of CNY. So we would all need to know where her house is in order to attend the long-delayed housewarming.

So, the "yam cha" session ended with a lot of visiting. We visited 7 houses, and well, it was just tiring.

Oh yeah! Sadness.... I wonder how the supposedly hot guy (my dad's friend's son) looks like now. I don't get to see him when I was at my dad's house for the anual gathering, cause I was too busy trying to not die from boredom, and weirdly, my dad's friend didn't come visiting with his family this year.

Oh well....

Movies

2009-01-11T21:40:00.002+08:00

Went to 1U with Sal today to watch movie. Well, she wanted to watch Ip Man, and we were supposed to watch that, but when we got there, we decided that since it's early, we should watch Bedtime Stories too.

Both movies were good. I really enjoyed them.

The fighting scenes in Ip Man were awesome. The main character looked so "yeng", and the story was not bad, though I thought for a moment that the story didn't have a storyline since it was ending and there was not a big climax coming yet. But still, it did come and the ending was not bad. And despite the sober storyline, there was humor in it.

Bedtime Stories kept me laughing. Well, it is Adam Sandler, so I was expecting good humor. The storyline is your typical Disney movie type, those that leaves you feeling "the world is still a wonderful place" kind of feeling. The characters are cute, especially Bugsy, Bobbi and Patrick. And I thought the part where it rained gumballs looked kinda pretty.

All in all, today had been a great day. Well, I didn't really think of it until I told my friend about Bedtime Stories, but since I have 8 o'clock class tomorrow, and not to mention that it is History of English Language, well, you can understand I definitely need entertainment before tomorrow's class.

Awkward silence

2009-01-08T19:51:00.004+08:00

I keep thinking that I miss spending my time with you, especially when you are not around. But the reality is, when we are together, there is nothing there, and when I am facing you, I just wish that we aren't together here with this awkward silence.

It breaks my heart that this is happening to us, but I can't see how it is going to change, seeing as you are ignorant and I am too much of a coward to say anything. I know I should, but things are already bad as it is, and chances are it is going to get worse if I do say something.

Sometimes I wonder if you notice how much the silence is killing me.

The pretty people in Jrock bands

2009-01-07T15:35:00.004+08:00

Seriously, I really shouldn't Youtube them. Watching the MV of all those Jrock bands that I like so much kinda makes me a lil.... well, not so girlish. Not that I thought I am a very girlish girl, but then again, it is a blow to my ego that I keep seeing guys who look much prettier than most girls.

How is it that the guys in those bands, especially those with Visual Kei element, look so much prettier than girls? I mean, they have such pale skin (courtesy of makeup and perfect lighting, I hope), and huge eyes (optical illusion and perhaps contact lenses). Seriously, they can give some girls a run for their money. Some of them really look so much nicer than girls.

Okay, now I am talking about stereotypes, but then again, shouldn't guys look handsome and hot instead of pretty and hot?

And no wonder you have so many crazy fan girls out there salivating over them.

Fleas! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!

2009-01-05T23:21:00.003+08:00

I love animals. Especially those with furs. Preferably cute and cuddly with fur, but not too much, and oh yeah, warm blooded too.

Anyways, while driving today, I heard an ad on the radio about SPCA looking for volunteers. For a moment, I was on full alert mode, thinking that maybe I could go do some volunteering, and then I heard that SPCA is in Ampang Jaya. Okay... there goes my "semangat" to volunteer. I know! I don't really sound very sincere, but Ampang is kinda far away from PJ.

And then, some happening in the evening made me realise that, yeah, I have the idea to do volunteering, but as far as reality is concerned, I won't be able to do it. I probably will scream the ears off whatever poor creature that I am attending to if I did managed to actually volunteer.

So what's the story? Yeah well, I was bathing Pepsi and Cola just now. I don't really mind that they sprayed water all over me in their attempt to dry themselves, in fact, I find it amusing. But it so happened that when I was bathing Cola, I found out that she had a few fleas on her body. And me, being the oh-so-graceful person, jumped a few steps away and started screaming.

"Ah!!! Cola! You have fleas! Ewww!!! Where the hell did you get those icky fleas?!?! Ugh, gross!!! Argh!!!!!!!! I don't want to touch those icky fleas!! Noooooooooooooooooo!!"

In the end, after realising that my bro wasn't going to leave his computer game to come and help me remove all those fleas from Cola's body, I went in search of something that could help me remove all those fleas without me touching them directly.

I ended up using a clothespin.

Pathetic, I know, but seriously, those fleas are icky. Really!

And so, I came to the conclusion that if I really really want to volunteer, I might not only have to travel all the way to Ampang, I will still need to know how to handle situation like this. Needless to say, I can't just start screaming and expect the fleas to get scared away by my screams.

I wish.

2008... Byes

2008-12-31T22:47:00.003+08:00

Right... end of 2008.

Honestly, it just struck me that I have lived for two decades and I haven't really achieve anything significant. And when I put it that way... well, I feel very old and not very helpful.

-.-'''

Anyways, reviewing back to my 2008's resolution, I am very ashamed to say that I have failed in keeping every one of them. I did try to keep them halfway, and I blame it on my bad memory (no, really!!) that I forgot about them halfway through.

Okay, fine, lack of determination is more like it.

I should probably keep my new resolution to more well, realistic (to moi) things.

2008... I can't really remember anything significant happening, well, other than the one time I screwed up quite majorly and I still can't quite forgive myself for that screw-up. And my CGPA going up and down like a roller coaster. And I can't remember much of what I have learned now that I am all done with this year's lessons. And I still haven't quite step out of my comfort zone. And I still haven't decide on what to do in the future.

Right, seriously... when I put all that down, I really really REALLY feel I haven't achieve anything yet. And I already feel so old.

Sigh...

Oh well, goodbye 2008. I hope 2009 will be a great start and a wonderful year. Maybe my horoscope will be accurate for once. Lol!

The new PPG

2008-12-24T11:13:00.002+08:00

Okay, I know I am a lil too old to be watching Cartoon Network, but then again, I was bored, and channel surfing provided some entertainment.

And so, I was channel surfing yesterday because it was one of those rare moments that I managed to actually find the TV not being watched by someone and I have total control over the remote control. So of course I took the opportunity to jajah the TV.

But unfortunately for me, the morning programs were just pretty boring. Didn't even have music videos that I wanted to watch. Thus the whole channel surfing started. And when I got to Cartoon Network, I saw the title Powerpuff Girls Z. My first thought was "Huh? Z?"

My curiosity got the best of me, not to mention my boredom too. So I settled down comfortably in the sofa and waited patiently for the PPG Z to start. Not like I have much to do anyways, so when the show started, I was kinda er.... speechless.

First of all, the people are anime-like. Okay, I have no prob to it, I am a fan of anime anyways. You know, the whole cutesy kind of look, huge glittering eyes etc etc. And then, the PPG suddenly grown taller. Well, not that much taller anyways, but if you remember the old version, they are tiny lil midgets. Not to mention quite 2D too, but the new PPG is 3D.

And then came the awful part. The storyline was a bit different, and the girls were so.... girly. Gosh... Even Buttercup. And guess what? They go through the transformation thing, something like Sailormoon! They even have the short skirt thingy going on.

Needless to say, I was horrified beyond belief. I guess kids nowadays need lotsa details to attract them? But seriously, I still think the old 2D PPG is much cuter.

My name

2008-12-21T11:36:00.005+08:00

I got this from Lynda's blog. And it seems fun, so yeah.

What's my name's hidden meaning?

Apparently, I am spontaneous and whimsical. Okay... I hope my whimsical is more towards amusing than annoying.

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home. You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.

Restless... check. A lot of questions about life... check. I am not sure about the others. Yes, I am comfortable away from home, and yes, I can be passionate when it comes to the things that I like, probably easily tempted too, but so far I haven't gotten into serious trouble yet. And I guess I like to travel, but I don't enjoy the part where I am stuck in bus or car or aeroplane.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

Irresponsible... yeah, sometimes.

You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in. You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising. You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.

True true, though I'm not really sure about that unpredictable part.

You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you. You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries. You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.

Wow... I definitely wish I have these qualities. But sadly, I don't think I never give up, especially if it takes a hundred tries. Or maybe I just haven't had the experience to do something a hundred times yet.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life. You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you. At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

Hmm... solid and dependable. I bet my parents will say otherwise. And about the pressure part, I guess it is kind of true, though probably not enough that it brings out the best (or worst, depends on one's own interpretation) in me.

You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind. A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.

I am really not sure about the communication part. I don't think I am a very social person, and I often have hard time talking to new people. Creative, yes, I supposed, when it comes to writing. But if it's art, well, if you have ever seen my masterpiece, you will be shocked into speechless-ness. And the chameleon part... reminds me of "I'll possess! I'll possess!" -.-'''

You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia. Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.

Original! Wow... I love that. Lol. And I guess I took the wrong course. Should have been involved in business instead of language.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

Oh... this is definitely me. Right down to the point.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

Overactive imagination, why, thank you. I always thought that's one of my strongest points.

You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone. Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.

This makes me sound a lil like a hermit, but I guess if I am deeply philosophical, thoughtful and brilliant, I can excuse the fact that the whole paragraph makes me sound like a hermit.

And then there's another one. What does your name say about you? I like this one, it's short and straight to the point.

Your name says that you are mostly:
Dynamic but aggressive

Your name also says you are:
Passionate but flighty
Perceptive but paranoid
Talented but unmotivated

Cooking

2008-12-19T13:22:00.003+08:00

So, this is what one did at home during holiday with nothing much to do.

Apparently, my sis has decided to take over the role of cooking from my mum. It is probably something I should mention first, my sis is as much of a cook as I am. Which is not much because, seriously, I am too lazy to learn how to cook, or even prepare the food. If one day I have to cook my own meals in order to survive, I suspect that I might just perish from the hunger.

So anyways, I asked my sis the motivation behind her sudden burst of enthusiasm to learn how to cook. And guess what? Apparently she figured that she is going to leave home for college soon, and since she always hear me complaining that I have no food to eat when I am in PJ, she decided to learn how to cook in order to feed her tummy in the future.

Yeah, so I think I might be her motivation. Though I should probably tell her it is because I don't have the patient to cook, and that I am a picky eater, that's why I always end up hungry.

But I digress. At least now I have someone who will willingly cook spaghetti for me, with lotsa tomato sauce and mushroom.

My sis's cooking is okay... Trial and error kind. One time her dish will be awesome, the other, not so bearable. Not to mention that she is kinda bad at estimating the amount of food that she should prepare, but she's improving. One time, when I managed to bug her to cook spaghetti for me, she only cooked two people's portion. And so, my bro had to wait for my sis and I to finish our spaghetti before we cooked another round for him, because we were too hungry to be decent and cook his meal for him first.

It was funny to watch my sis experiment, though sometimes the outcome is not so edible. My bro seems to be doing all the preparing of, as he himself called it, "raw material", for my sis to cook. Personally, I think it's not really helping THAT much that my sis knows how to cook, but she doesn't know how to choose a fresh piece of fish or veg. That job belongs to my mum. The cutting up fishes, garlic, etc etc, belongs to my bro. My sis, she just cooks and cleans the wok. And me, I eat and give comment.

Ah well... as long as I don't have to clean up.

Tagged

2008-12-13T21:34:00.002+08:00

Hai, Farah-chan, I'll do the tag. I wanted to do the previous one actually, been leaving it till I run out of stuff to do, but then after that I guess I sorta forgot about it. Lol. Anyways...

The long forgotten tag:

1. What is the most important thing in your life?
The people that I care and love.

2. What is the last thing you bought with your own money?
Book, I think. Which book, can't remember.

3. Where do you wish to be married?
Never thought of that before... Even the idea of getting married is still, well, questionable.

4. How old do you think you will get permanently owned by your lover?
Gosh... I hope that never happen. I like to be a human being instead of a possession, thank you very much.

5. Are you in love?
Nopes!

6. Where was the last restaurant you had dinner at?
The downstairs restaurant(sort of) at the place I am living now.

7. Name the latest book you bought?
Hannibal Rising! I bought it for RM 9.90! And it's hard cover!!

8. What's your full name?
Not gonna answer this -.-'''

9. Do you prefer mother or father?
Ask me this question when one of them sides with me in an argument.

10. Name a person that you really wish to meet in your life.
Can't think of any right now.

11. Christina or Britney?
Christina... at least she has a better voice.

12. Do you do your own laundry?
Yeah... though I wish I have the washing machine to do it for me here in PJ.

13. The most exciting place you want to go.
Er.... maybe Egypt? And explore the pyramids? And coincidentally got infected by some fungus wrapped up in the mummy and had some weird disease then caused an uproar in the news because people think I got cursed.

14. Hugs or kisses?
I'll settle for emoticons -.-''' But if you ask me to choose, hugs.

15. Five things about the person that tagged you.
An artist, writer, generous, quiet, a good friend

16. Eight things you are passionate about.
i. Literature
ii. Animals
iii. Music
iv. Writing
v. Language
vi. Sociology
vii. Mythology
viii. Manga and anime

17. Eight books I have read recently.
i. The Return - KS Maniam
ii. Green is the color - Lloyd Fernando
iii. The Cord - KS Maniam
iv. We Could **** you, Mr. Birch - Kee Thuan Chye
v. 1984 Here and Now - Kee Thuan Chye
vi. The Green Mile - Stephen King
vii. Blood Beast - Darren Shan
viii. Succubus Dreams - Richelle Mead

18. Eight songs that I have been listening to over and over again.
i. Namida - 2Backka
ii. Shoudou - Pigstar
iii. I'm Alive - Becca
iv. Miss Independent - Ne-yo
v. Mitsuyubi - SID
vi. Hosoi Koe - SID
vii. Rudolph the red nosed reindeer (It's Xmas soon! I couldn't resist. Plus, it's such a cute song!)
viii. About a Girl - The Academy is

19. Eight things I learned this year
i. Back down if you can't win
ii. Keeping your thoughts inside yourself makes it harder to let go
iii. Dogs can't eat chocolate.
iv. All symbols are images, but not all images are symbols.
v. Something about the hormones changes when one hits puberty caused the frontal lobe to change in shape (or something), which contributes to not so normal behaviour and mood swings. Hence the rebellion and emo-ness during teens
vi. A lot of poets/writers were gay
vii. Speaking of gay guys, I find gay looking guys quite adorable.
viii. Speaking of finding guys adorable, I am oddly attracted to guys that have "jerk" written all over their faces.

20. Tag eight people.
Bah... not gonna do that.

And the recent tag:

1. Do you have secrets?
Who doesn't, seriously? -.-'''

2. Would you fall in love with someone younger than you?
Er... no, I think. I will treat them the way I treat my younger siblings and cousins.

3. Do you enjoy going to college?
Yes... in a way. I enjoy going to college and hanging out with my friends there, and also learning new things, IF only there are no exams and assignments. But then I guess I wouldn't be going in the first place then. Not to mention that my classes are usually fun, my classmates make it fun.

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Buy our Bank Negara so I can print more money! Then I will start thinking about what to do with the new money that I have printed. Lol!

5. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loving someone, I guess? It shows that you are still human enough to love. To not know how to love has got to be the saddest thing to happen to someone.

6. Will you fall in love with your friend?
Er... depends if that friend has XY chromosome or not, and if he can make me laugh, and yada yada yada.

7. List five favorite songs (for now):
i. Hosoi Koe - SID
ii. Kimi no suki na uta - UVERworld (my all time fav)
iii. I'm alive - Becca
iv. Shoudou - Pigstar
v. Namida - 2Backka

8. If the person you like is already attached, what will you do?
Oh well, unless I really like that person till I am halfway retarded, which I doubt will happen to me, I won't do anything,

9. List five fav TV shows
i. Heroes
ii. America's Next Top Model (I know... but I couldn't resist!)
iii. The suite life of Zack and Cody
iv. Fear Factor
v. CSI
*You know what? I so rarely watch tv that I have a hard time thinking up shows that I watch, so this list is more like shows that I watch instead of fav shows -.-'''

10. Do you have any regrets?
Again, who doesn't?!

11. Would you be the person you are if you are reborn?
Ah... but wouldn't it be boring to live the same life again?

12. What do you want most at the moment?
A nice body massage. My shoulders hurt and my right arm feels a lil dead.

13. What kind of person do you think the person that tagged you is?
Introvert, kind, creative

14. Would you rather be single but rich, or married but poor?
Single and rich. Being married doesn't mean you will be happily, lovingly married.

15. What is your fav colour?
I love all kinds of colours, except for pale colours.

16. Would you give all in a relationship?
Depends on the person that I will be giving all to, if that person is worth it or not.

17. If you fall in love with two person simultaneously, which one would you choose?
The one that is taller, smarter, richer, funnier, and more good-looking. Seriously, this is such a weird question -.-'''

18. What are the top five bands that you listen to or love?
i. UVERworld
ii. SID
iii. Panic at the disco
iv. Linkin Park
v. Alice Nine

19. Name three things that you would like to do but never able to.
i. Donate blood! I still can't get over the sickness I get when I see too much blood.
ii. Be super smart and able to remember whatever random stuff that I have read
iii. Time travel

20. And I am not going to tag anyone because most probably, people are just not gonna do it anyways.

Holiday! Here I come

2008-12-13T18:15:00.004+08:00

The last paper ended at 11.30, and I couldn't be any happier, despite my tired right hand.

*grins*

Anyways, despite the panicking and the foreboding that my this sem result might not be good, I am determined to have a good holiday. Well... as good as a holiday can be with all the lazying and brain-rotting process. I am determined to be lazy, by playing lotsa games, and watching lotsa anime. Maybe read some books, okay, who am I kidding, I probably will be reading lotsa novels, whether thriller or horror or suspense or romance. In fact, I got four books from library just now, let's just hope that I don't forget to renew them or else the fine is going to seriously burn a hole in my wallet.

After the paper, we went to attend a creative writing workshop organised by MPH. It was fun, the speaker was the editor-in-chief of Reader's Digest Asia, and well, the talk was entertaining and enlightening despite the rain outside that made me sleepy. And surprisingly, the room was filled. I wasn't expecting so many people, but obviously I was wrong. Oh well....

And again, I want to say that I will miss my Japanese class with Mr. Naha, because without his class my Japanese is probably going to go down the drain. Again. And also Mr. David's class. If I have never said how cute and adorable he is, let me reinforce this point by reenacting a scene while we were in the workshop just now.

During the break, seven students took the opportunity to flock to their lecturer.
Zaza: Mr David!
Mr. David: Fancy seeing you guys here.

(Okay, I'm gonna fast forward to the scene where I find it so adorable instead of writing out every word we said.)

Mr. David: What are you guys going to do during the holiday?
Me: I'm gonna laze around and download lotsa anime to watch!
Mr. David: Oh... where do you download your anime? Free?

See! Isn't he adorable? And when we asked him if he watches anime, he looked embarrassed and admitted that he did watch anime, though only a couple. And when we said our "Happy holiday" to him, he gave us a cute ke lian face and said he doesn't have holiday, at least not until the end of the month.

Lol!

Okay, I'm actually high now because of the cake and the fact that exam is over now. And also the jokes I read in library and the eye candy that happened to be in the library too. But mainly just sugar and the joy of finishing exam.

Oh! And I received an adorable mirror in the shape of chocolate cookies from Pei Ling for Xmas... :)

The annoying girl

2008-12-08T11:05:00.004+08:00

Honestly, I am not a big fan of travelling by bus. All the more if I am alone, which is always the case when I'm travelling back and forth between KL and BP. I can't sleep in the bus, because I am a very difficult person, I need my pillow, blanket and bed in order to sleep, and I can't really do anything else except listen to my MP3. Well, I can read, but most of the time I got bored after half an hour, and the journey is more than three hours, so yeah, that sort of entertainment doesn't last long.

And I like to point out that I don't think I am a violent person, though Joshua and Sal will say otherwise. It's just that, I know, this is a bad excuse, that I am not a very touchy-feely person. I'm not very comfortable with people touching me, eg. hugs, and I don't really like it if people that I don't really know come into my personal space (sitting too close is something that icks me out very much, so you can imagine the situation when I am in LRT or bus during rush hour). Anyways, as I am saying, people who I am most comfortable with probably received most of my sarcasm and my occasional burst of violence.

But I have never, EVER had the urge to want to smack a little girl so much. And that was what I was feeling when I was in the bus home yesterday from BP.

It just so happened that sitting behind me were two little girls. The elder sis was probably around, 8 or 9. And the younger sis, 5 or 6. When I realised they were sitting behind me, some sixth sense told me that this is not going to be a pleasant bus ride. But I digress. It was not polite of me to form bad impression on the younger sis when I had only knew of her existence for a grand total of 5 minutes.

So the two girls came up the bus with their grandma. They were noisy, and I couldn't help hearing that the younger sis insisted on going to the toilet right after they landed their butts on the seats. The grandma was surprised, because apparently they just came back from the toilet. But no, the lil girl insisted that she needed to go to the toilet, so off they went, thus delaying the bus for 10 mins.

I digressed. It's okay, I thought. It's not like the bus always leaves punctually.

During the bus trip, since I couldn't find a comfortable position to sleep, I decided to finish reading "The return". And like it was not boring enough that I was reading that novel, the lil girl had to be creepy by poking her head between the seats, and peering over my shoulder, trying to read what I was reading. No offense, but seriously, kepoh much? Hello, like you know how to read? And it's rude to be doing that. Not to mention that her presence was making me lose concentration.

I got hungry after I finished reading, so I took out my snack to eat. Okay, this is probably not very generous of me, but then again, remember, I don't like that lil girl. So while I was eating, again, she poked her head in between the seats and started to talk to her sis. Telling her sis that she wants to eat whatever I am eating. Telling her grandma that she MUST have what I am eating.

So the sis and the grandma tried their best to persuade her that she can have some bread first to fill her tummy if she is hungry. But no, she wants snack. So she started wailing, and it took a while for her grandma and sis to shut her up.

And you would have thought, peace, AT LAST. NO. She starting asking if they are reaching already. In a LOUD voice. So the grandma told her that, no, we still have another hour and a half to go. Then she started wailing again, saying why it took so long to reach KL. Again, the grandma and sis had to calm her down in order not to disturb the other passengers.

The bus stopped for toilet, and so most of the passengers went down. I had no idea what happened because I was one of the first to get off the bus, and also one of the first to get back into the bus. The annoying girl and her grandma and sis walked back in. After the sis and grandma settled down, the girl started bugging them about the snack again. She insisted that they all go down to get her snack, and it took the grandma a while to shut her up.

Luckily, the lil girl shut up before the bus left, if not, I have the urge to encourage her to go look for the snack herself and hopefully leave her and let everyone else have some peace.

Nothing much happened after we left the reststop, except that the annoying lil girl won't shut her mouth. I kept hearing her talking this and that, asking annoying questions like are we there yet? Why does it take so long? to both her sis and grandma.

And then we were finally in KL. When the bus turned into Jalan Hang Tuah, we got stuck in a very bad jam. The bus was literally crawling, and like that wasn't annoying enough, the bloody girl had to start crying. The reason for her crying was not even a reasonable one. Apparently, she started hitting her sis, for whatever reason, and her grandma told her not to hit her sis anymore. Her grandma didn't even scold her, just told her gently that it is not right to hit her sis, and then she started crying already.

For God's sake, like it's not frustrating enough to be stuck in a jam. I could see the expression on the driver's face through the rear mirror, and it was one of annoyance. So the grandma tried to stop the girl from crying, and after ten minutes of crying, she started demanding that her sis apologised to her while continuing her cry. APOLOGISE! Like it was her sis's fault that she was crying.

So the grandma had no choice but to ask the sis to apologise. The sis insisted that it was not her fault, but the grandma insisted that she apologised just to shut her up, so she did. BUT the lil girl did not shut up either. She continued crying, demanding that the sis apologised, even though she already did. At that time, I felt like there is no other person that needed a good slapping in the whole wide world more than that girl.

Then, as her crying continued to fill the bus, the bus suddenly stopped. The engine stopped working, and the bus driver tried restarting it. A few failed attempts, but the bus started again. At this time, we were still stuck in Jalan Hang Tuah. Luckily, the bus managed to work till it finally died at the middle of the road where we always get off. Except that we had to walk 10 mins to reach Pudu. So I guess it was a blessing that the bus died so near Pudu instead of in the middle of the highway or something.

The driver told us that we would have to walk, and most immediately left the bus. Who wouldn't? Even if it's just to get away from the bloody girl?

And so, that was the end of the journey. And I had to walk half an hour to reach Pasar Seni, because the bus always stops at the other end of Pudu.

Seriously, how is it that I always seemed to have misfortune when it comes to bus trip?

Vampire? Bah...

2008-12-01T20:35:00.002+08:00

Because I am a procastinator, I went and watched 'Twilight' today with Ling after promising myself, yesterday, that I will start my studying today.

Oh yeah, that's how I work.

Anyways, I don't find the movie satisfying. After reading the book, which I think is good, the movie pales in comparison. The dialogues were long but choppy, just bits and parts from the book (of course), and well, I thought the movie was just plain boring.

And it didn't help that I kept hearing my sis telling her friend that she wants to sleep.

The casts are made up of pretty pretty people. Even the bad guys look pretty decent. And well, to be honest, the characters aren't exactly what I envisioned. Especially the bad guys, James and Victoria. I seriously have this picture of them looking dirty and crazy, but well, James is kinda hot in the weird half lunatic kinda way, and Victoria is just pretty. In fact, so much prettier than I expected that her appearance kinda erm, stunned me.

After watching the movie, well, when I was reading the book, Bella and Edward's love was still okay to me. At least in the book I can sorta see how their relationship progressed, it took time, but yeah, I can accept that they found some eternal love/soul mate thingy. But in the movie, everything is just so choppy and moves so fast (I know, it's a movie!) that at the end of it, when Bella said she wants to live forever with Edward (or something like that) I find myself being sceptical and cynical about it. Like love like that actually happens in a blink of the eye.

Oh well... I guess I'm more of a reader then. But I have to say, I agree with Ling's opinion about how movies like these are only for fans of the books.

At least the casts are good looking. It's worth the money to go watch pretty people since I haven't seen many lately.

A talk about Mr. Birch

2008-11-29T22:19:00.007+08:00

On Thursday, my Malaysian Lit lecturer, Mr. David, managed to invite Kee Thuan Chye to our class to give a talk about his play, We could **** you, Mr Birch. Personally, I love Kee Thuan Chye's work, and was absolutely thrilled that he was coming to give a talk.

I met him a few weeks back also, in another talk, unfortunately, the talk wasn't all that interesting because it was mostly about grammar and stuff, but Mr. Kee has a good sense of humour, and even if grammar is not all that interesting, at least it was not so boring because he made us laugh.

But the talk we had from him on Thurs, awesome. It was interesting to listen to his talk, because he was funny and at the same time he made us think. It was like going through Critical Reading class, or Mr. Anba's class again. And I enjoyed every minute of it, even if well, the beginning of the talk he asked some political qs that I didn't really follow.

And me, gushing about how I enjoyed his talk, and sadly, when I excitedly told people that I met Kee Thuan Chye, all I got was "Er, who?"

Sadness.... guess I will just have to share my enthusiasm with the EL mates instead.

Anyways, final exam is just round the corner. After this, no more classes with Mr. David and Mr. Rajan. Have I mentioned how adorable Mr. David is? Not to mention nice? I will miss his class, though if you look at the way I was being inactive in his class you probably would have thought I don't enjoy his class, which is not the case.

And Mr. Rajan's class, no more shouting, and high stress classes, but I guess I will miss his class too cause I really enjoy learning Japanese. Not to mention that no more cultural story.

Sigh....

Introducing... the family pets

2008-11-18T15:44:00.004+08:00

Okay, because I am bored, I decided to introduce my family's beloved pets to you people. First of all, we have Pepsi(left) and Cola(right). Yeaps, like the carbonated drink. And if you are wondering why these names, well, my mum decided that it's cute, and easy to remember, after rejecting my idea of calling them "Bubu" and "Chacha", like the cartoon. And I thought THAT was cute. But I digress, so Pepsi and Cola then.

As you people can see, Pepsi is more fluffy, well, probably not as fluffy as say, Tsih Tzu, but then again, she looks adorable. Definitely the most harmless looking one in the bunch of dogs that my family has. And if you ever see her in all her adorable puppy glory, I assure you that you cannot help but fall in love with her. Yeaps, she was that adorable when she was a puppy.

And Cola, if you notice in the picture, which you probably couldn't since it wasn't really clear, she looks as though she has a permanent sad smile on her face. And no, we love her as much as we love Pepsi, so we did not abuse her. Thus, the sad smile is not our fault.

Despite her sad smile, she is actually a friendly and obedient little creature. She is the most obedient one in the bunch, and seriously, you don't even have to yell at her to get her back when she sneaks out of the house with Pepsi. Yeaps, Pepsi is a lil mischevious, and always lead Cola into lotsa mischief in the form of rushing outta the house the moment we open the gate. As for Pepsi, we have to yell and yell and she will instead give us a cheeky look before rushing further away from the house. Cola, well, she will come back, and you won't even have to yell at her. Just say "Cola, home," and she will obediently trot back to the house.

Both Pepsi and Cola are very manja, Pepsi probably more because she has a jealous streak, so whenever we see them they will try to lick us, and if we pet Cola and not Pepsi, she will get jealous. Then you will see Pepsi trying to follow you until you actually pet her.

Oh yeah, Pepsi and Cola are siblings. My mum decided to bring them home sometime in the middle of January last year, so Pepsi and Cola have been with us for almost two years already.

Then, we have Fairy(left) and Madge(right).

Fairy and Madge were previously my aunt's pet, but she gave them to us when we moved our house. Besides, my aunt had many other pets anyway, so Fairy and Madge joined us sometime in July last year.

Fairy is the black skinny dog you see in the pic. Personally, I think she looks Anubis, you know, the jackal-headed God that is often related to afterlife in Egyptian myth. Anyways, she is the smartest in the bunch. And probably the most well-loved one in my housing area. She is very free spirited. She is the only one given free reign to where she wants to roam about because everytime we chain her in the house, she will give you this utterly sad and heartbreaking face, like she has just lost her freedom, well, I supposed that is the case then. She has something against motorists, she will chase the motorists and bark at them fiercely. We don't know why, but my aunt speculated that it might be she has a bad experience with motorist when she was still a puppy.

And as mentioned before, she is the most well-loved one, because well, she is kinda kepoh, you see. My neighbours will put out fruits for "sembahyang", you know Chinese people, and those fruits will attract monkeys from the forest that is behind our housing area. And Fairy, being the kepoh creature that she is, she will chase those monkeys away, thus the fruits that my neighbour put out are then safe ever since my family and Fairy moved into the new house. And she is smart, because she seems to know what we are thinking. If we want to bathe her, one of us has to go talk to her, pretend that we want no harm, while the other waits to ambush and lead her to the shower. Nopes, she absolutely hates being taken into a shower, but once she is in it, she won't give you much trouble.

Oh, just to mention that before I forget, all my dogs seem to dislike having bath, but they have no problem whatsoever playing in the rain. Whenever it is raining, the heavier the rain, the more likely you will see them playing chase in the rain, despite how heavy the rain is. And moving on....

As for Madge, if you didn't notice in the picture, she is huge. Most of the time we fondly call her "Ah Pui", or "Ah Fat", because well, she is way overweight. She is the same weight as me, and I can assure you that I am well over 50kg already. She is the laziest, and not to mention, the most gluttonous of the bunch. She is the happiest when it's morning, because that is when she gets her meal, and you can see her jumping around in a way that you cannot imagine an overweighted dog can manage to do.

Most of the time, however, she is just a lazy ass, lying there like nobody's business. Sometimes she is even so lazy that she refuses to move herself to change her sleeping place when the sun is practically roasting her alive. Oh, have I mentioned how much of a glutton she is? She eats practically everything, and I mean EVERYTHING. I swear, give her anything that she can chew and swallow and she will eat it. Once, my bro actually gave her a duku skin and even though she had this weirded-out expression on her face when she was chewing, she still ate it! So yeah, that is how gluttonous she is.

And then we have Duff, except that she is an extremely anti-social dog. She seems to have a very bad past history with human, because when we first got her (also from my aunt), she was the most timid and shy creature I have ever seen. Even with the friendliest "Hi Duff", she would scamper off like you are trying to harm her or something. But now she is actually better already. She is still a lil afraid of people, but she's getting better. She gets along well with the other dogs now, and even though she will still run and hide when we approach her, now, if you manage to put on a really really really un-intimidating voice and look, she will actually let you get near her before running off. Hey, big improvement from the first time we saw her, okay?

So, because she is that shy, no pic of her.

Moving on, this is the newest pet in my family. I haven't seen him yet, because he just arrived last Sunday. My mum named him Whisky, and well, I think it's a very cute name anyways. According to my mum, he gets along well with the dogs, and my, he is a brave lil kitty. Supposedly cats are afraid of dogs, and apparently he didn't even flinch when Madge barked at him when he first arrived, and seriously, Madge has a very loud, booming bark. If she isn't my pet, I would be scared of her if she barks at me.

Isn't he a pretty creature? Yeah well, actually when my sis called to ask me for a name I was expecting a kitten, since she said he's three months old, but then again, from this pic that my sis sent me, he doesn't look very kitten-ish, does he?

Well, I'm excited about the idea of meeting him. I hope despite his slightly "ganas" look in the pic, he is cuter and more fun to play with in real.

Icked out

2008-11-13T22:39:00.003+08:00

Okay, so half the sem is gone, and I have new Japanese lecturer and Malaysian Lit lecturer. Personally, I don't think that Dr. T was doing a bad job teaching Japanese, but Mr. Naha definitely does it better, though it's kinda stressing to attend his class. Too many quizzes, too many random questions that come your way when you least expected it (don't they always?), and some homework. As for Malaysian Lit lecturer, well, if you have been reading my blog then you know very well that I couldn't be happier to have a new lecturer, who thankfully, seems to explain stuff rather than lead us into a reading out loud session.

Anyways, Mr. Naha's classes are usually interesting. As he teaches us, he tells us about the culture in Japan too, which is interesting because we learn new things that are not just in the textbook. Imagine how boring the class will be if everything is just textbook and more textbook.

So last week he told us that he will let us sing a Japanese song, and asked if we have any suggestion. Since I don't think that the class will appreciate Jrock, and also I don't really dare to voice out, cause for some odd reasons I seem to lose all intelligent reply when he calls on me, yeah, his voice and stare are a lil intimidating, and nobody else gave any suggestion, he decided to choose the song that we will sing.

And tada! He chose a Hirai Ken song. Ookina furudokei.

Honestly, I get icked out when I hear his voice. I don't know why, but his voice seriously makes my hair stands. All the while when I was in class listening to him singing that song, I could feel my hair standing on my arms, something that never happened to me, not even when I'm cold to the point of numbness. And I thought that is supposed to be what the hair's function is, trap a layer of air in order to keep me warm.

Anyways, not to mention that Ookina furudokei has the melody of a childhood song of mine. So now my childhood song is kinda ruined by his voice, and I'm like... "Nooooooooo! I like that song! I have happy childhood memory!!!! I want to listen to the kid's English version instead of Hirai Ken's!!!!"

But apparently, Lynda and I seemed to be the only ones having problem with that song. All the others seemed to enjoy that song, and sucks to be me if Mr. Naha seriously expects us all to sing that song one by one next time.

Well, at least I cured my sushi-deprived state when I went to MV with Boo this afternoon. The sushi was good, and Madagascar 2 did not disappoint. The characters are still as cute and wacky as ever.

Assignment

2008-11-10T23:04:00.002+08:00

Okay, I am supposed to be doing my Malaysian Lit assignment, but seriously, other than feeling lazy, I am freaking out here. A lil.

It seems that when I read the short stories, save for "Haunting the Tiger", I can interpret the dreams, which is what I am supposed to be doing for this assignment, but I cannot put my thoughts into words! All that I have written so far sounds so crappy that I know it is going to end up with very lousy marks. And I don't want that to happen! I like this subject (despite THAT lecturer -.-'''), and I don't want to end up not getting a good grade for it.

Seriously... I have no freaking idea what to do. It's not that my idea is stupid or what, but the way I put my thoughts into words sounds stupid no matter how you look at it. And it's freaking me out so much that I can't come up with proper words to describe my thoughts. All that I have written so far only sounds like I have no freaking idea what I myself talk about, like random pieces of stuff that I chuck into my report just so I have something in my report.

Help!

Comfort

2008-11-06T22:02:00.002+08:00

Despite the fact that I have assignments creeping up on me, I take comfort in listening to my all-time favorite songs and let the joy of listening to them soothes me.

And the fact that I have friends that will always be there for me and love me no matter what kind of stupidity that I have commited.

:)

The Return

2008-11-05T10:10:00.003+08:00

I finally finished reading The Return by K.S. Maniam. Like seriously, finally!! About time I finished reading already -.-'''

Anyways... I was supposed to finish it last week, seeing as the bloody annoying lecturer was teaching it last week, but many thanks to the said lecturer, I lost all interest in reading the novel. In fact, I lost all interest in going to his class, and you would think I would be excited to go, since it is Malaysian Lit and I absolutely adore Literature.

Well... I see it doesn't matter if I did finished reading before he started teaching, as his "teaching" consisted of reading bits and parts of texts from the novel, as though we were having a reading session instead of a proper class. His "reasoning" is that he wants us to develop our own thinking and not rely on his ideas, yeah yeah, we know, we won't plagiarise your freaking fantastic idea, no worries, but then again, how is reading bits and parts from the text is going to help us with our critical thinking? BS, is what he's feeding us, if you ask me.

Like hello? We don't get into uni without knowing how to read, for God's sake. Not to mention we ARE English students, like duh?

Anyways, like the other short story of K.S.Maniam that we read (Haunting the Tiger), The Return is pretty symbolic in a very confusing way. And I personally think that said lecturer shouldn't try to be smart by giving us intense readings like this if he himself doesn't know how to explain to us. It doesn't matter if the readings are boring or confusing, the thing is, HE DOESN'T EXPLAIN THEM AND HE FREAKING EXPECTS US TO UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE THING WHEN I AM ALREADY SO PISSED OFF WITH HIM TO HAVE ANY SANE THOUGHTS WHEN I AM IN HIS CLASS? Hell, not gonna happen!

But then again, after finishing the whole novel, I sorta get a little what the message is about, though I still doubt that I will be able to form good critical thinking about this novel. Seriously, he pretty much killed all my passion for this subject already, and I loathe him for that.

And now, moving on to the other novel that I have to read. Sadness.... I'm not looking forward to it since I heard from my friends that it is full of typo errors and mistakes. Gah... if it's true, poor thing, he can't even choose a good book for us to read!

Tiring Sunday

2008-11-02T15:08:00.004+08:00

If I don't have Japanese midterm tomorrow, I will happily skip tomorrow's class and not come back today.

I thought I should say that I did not have enough time to enjoy being in BP, and now I am back in PJ again.

Sadness....

The first thing I noticed after I got down from the tiring bus trip was the air here is definitely way more polluted than BP. Then next, the noise that bombarded my eyedrums. Then the crowd of people going on their own way.

Well, as much as I love the malls here, I think I might not get used to the polluted air and the level of noise here. Not to mention the lack of stars in the night sky is just depressing.

Global Peace Festival

2008-10-21T19:53:00.004+08:00

So this happened on Sunday (19 Oct 2008), but because I was too lazy, actually still am, so the post is two days late.

Anyways... on Sunday, I went to the Global Peace Festival at Bukit Jalil with a few uni friends. To be honest, I went because I thought I would be bored with nothing to do on a Sunday. And since it was FOC, and well, there were some local acts there, I thought I go and join in the fun. Turned out it was worth it, thank God for that.

First of all, ah... the small blessing, the event was held in the Bukit Jalil indoor stadium, LUCKILY, because I cannot imagine how to pass the 6 hours if it was outdoor. Mind you, the main event started at 3.30pm but for some reasons we had to be there by 12.30pm.

But anyways, since we were there early, initially there was some confusions after we left the bus, which by the way, had holes on the floor. We were sent to the outdoor stadium, and the guards pointed us towards the indoor one, so we boarded the bus and left for the indoor one without much hassle. When we reached there, we were sorta being ushered here and there, and well, I don't really know about the others, but I was definitely feeling like a lost lamb searching desperately for the lost flock.

Inside the stadium, again, we were being ushered here and there, like lost lambs. Ironically, the tickets said free seatings, but when we wanted to sit down at a certain place, the ushers sorta told us that we were supposed to sit somewhere else. And again, after some hassle, Sal, Lynda and I managed to sit in the center of the row, and we sorta got separated with the other UTAR crowd a bit. Most of them were sitting on the left side, and the three of us were the "sesated" ones that sat in the middle.

Anyways, as we were waiting for something to start, bored outta my mind, the guys behind us decided to ask us which uni are we from. Thus started the whole conversation, and before we knew it, the three of us were laughing our heads off because the group was just so damn funny. They were UM students, and had boundless energy, especially two of the guys. Honestly, under normal circumstances, I might get a little annoyed at their loudness, but then again boredom is never normal for me. But I am glad that they made the event all the more fun for us.

Before the main event started, there were a few dance performances going on. Not to forget that we had Chinese orchestra for the opening act, which was performed by the students from our uni, but sad to say, even if they were good, the UM students proved to be more entertaining than their soothing music. And I thought the dances were nicer to watch than the singing, which was the main event, at the end.

Of course, before the whole "main" event started, there was lotsa speech going on that put us to sleep. But I thought the singing really wasn't that awesome because the background music was louder than the singer's voice. I honestly couldn't hear any of the singers' singing, and that was kinda sad because there were some famous local singers performing, such as Ning Baizura, Ella, and Jaclyn Victor. And after enduring the long, boring speech, the performances just sorta... well, for the lack of words, "potong steam" since that was what I got after sitting through those speeches. I know, I know, speeches are important, but can't they just keep to the KISS rule?

So, I guess, at the end of it, I will say it was a good way to spend my Sunday.

Moment of vain-ness

2008-10-13T21:38:00.004+08:00

Okay, I don't usually do this, because though everyone is vain by nature (or at least that's what I think), not everyone chooses to show it to other people about his/her vain-ness. But I couldn't resist! I love my new hairstyle and my new specs so much that I have been bugging people about my hair and my specs.

Anyways, I got the hairstyle that I wanted, and bought a new pair of specs using the pocketmoney that my mum gave me. This is by far the largest pair of specs I have ever gotten before, I mean the size of the frame, and I absolutely adore it. Even if it looks a bit big for my face, but still... I thought it looks amazing with my new hairstyle. Personally, and this is my very rare vain self being awaken from long slumber talking, I thought I look like a cute nerd with this hair and specs. And some people might wonder why I would want to look nerdy, but I thought this actually look quite cute. Besides, I am nerdy in a way anyways.

So needless to say, I have been bugging a lot of people about my hair, asking them if it looks cute, and most of them said yes, probably because since I so muka tembok asked them if I look cute, it's not very polite to say "no". I mean, people probably wouldn't want to crush my fragile heart, right? Haha!

Well, some did said I will look better without the specs, or like two totally different people, but I like the fact that my hairstyle is so contradictory with my specs. And I admit, there are reasons such as laziness, paranoia about eye infection, and my financial well-being if I keep using contacts, that discourage me from using contact lenses frequently. But I'm okay with the nerdy look. I actually like it better than the "cool" look.

Okay... I think my hyperness is wearing off, and the vain-ness will probably disappear along with it. Well, my hairstyle is not going to stay new forever anyways, so end of this post now. Lol. I hope this sort of vain-ness won't appear frequently.

And sorry if my vain-ness icks anyone out. :)

The tiniest feeling of failure

2008-10-06T16:22:00.003+08:00

I feel a lil like a failure cause I totally forgot what I learned when I was learning how to drive. I mean, yeah, I can still drive, that's what I have been doing ever since I get back to BP anyways. Playing driver. Boredom.

But anyways, back to the story. I was out just now sending my bro to his tuition. On my way back, there was this slope with traffic light, and I happened to stop there to wait for the light to turn green. And being the lazy person that I am, I put my car on P and pulled the handbrake, figuring I could use the skill I had been taught when I was learning how to drive on a slope.

And turned out that I forgot that I am supposed to change the gear to D first before I let go of the handbrake. Needless to say, I can't change the gear to D cause the brake have to be stepped if I want to change the gear, some safety precaution of the car, which I am grateful for.

So, the car can't move, and if the drivers behind me could yell at me, I am sure my ears will be deaf by now. I panicked a lil, but thankfully everything was okay after I released the gear . Though I am a lil disappointed in myself that I forgot such an important skill. Sadness....

The population of smokers

2008-10-04T10:05:00.003+08:00

You know what annoys me the most? It's that I always, ALWAYS end up sitting near smokers who will happily burn away their seven minutes of life while letting the people around them, no matter if those people are people they care about or just strangers, get exposed to secondhand smoke, which is actually more deadly than the fumes they (the smokers) inhale while smoking.

Like duh! As if they don't have the brain to know that people who are exposed to secondhand smoke are more proned to lung cancer than the smokers themselves.

I don't know if it's just my bad karma, or Malaysia is just overpopulated with smokers, but I am SERIOUS! Everytime I go out for "yam cha" or dinner or lunch, unless I go to those non-smoking zone, I WILL END UP SITTING NEAR A SMOKER WHO WILL HAPPILY KILL MY LUNGS FOR ME! Thank you very much, but I happen to like my lungs clean and cancer-free.

Anyways, other than the fact that my lungs are slowly but surely being poisoned by those secondhand smoke, I will stink. Stink of the smoke smell from head to toe. It is a blessing that my hair is now short so I can't really smell the smoke smell in my hair, though my fringe is long enough to fall all over my face, thus I do get the occasional bad smoke smell when I leave the smokers-dominated zone. And my clothes. Gosh... I like to imagine after the smoke seeps into my clothes, when I wash them, the water will actually turn gray and kill whatever alive being when the polluted water reaches the poor creatures who live in the sewer.

I know... overactive imagination. So sue me.

Seriously, is there any harm in wanting to keep my lungs free from cancer and stay clean-smelling at the same time? Don't those people realise that they are just burning their money and life away by smoking? And don't they realise that they are just being plain selfish and stupid for causing lung cancer for other people, not to mention polluting the air?

I really don't get smokers, eventhough I know nicotine can get them addicted. Especially those who have young children with them and they will just continue puffing and puffing like nobody's business with the children around them.

The baby who dislikes milk

2008-10-02T09:14:00.003+08:00

My baby niece is back in town!

Well, I went to see her yesterday, and also to have dinner at my cousin's house. She's getting cuter and cuter everytime I see her, not to mention her crying is getting louder and louder each time she opens her mouth to wail her lungs out.

But still, she's cute. And the fact that she doesn't like to drink milk but loves to eat anything else, like bread, porridge, junkfood and ice-cream, just add some of the lil extra cute factors to her. And she's only seven months old, so she is not supposed to be eating all those junkfood that her father feeds her sometimes.

Personally, I am amused everytime she starts wailing her lungs out. No tears come, but the sound of her crying... fuyoh! And like my dad favourite phrase "Masalah, this baby!" Except that he pronounces it as "mah-sa-ah-lah". Strange thing is, my niece actually adores my dad. She refuses to leave her mother's arms most of the time, you know how some babies will gladly let you carry them the moment you hold your arms out for them, but my niece isn't one of those babies.

It can be tiring sometimes to try to coax her outta my cousin's arms.

But anyways, she's very light, well, compared to my baby cousins Jay and Phil -.-''' So when you hold her in your arms it kinda feels as though there isn't really anything there. And she's long. I mean, she has long limbs. Compared to Jay, who looks kinda rounded and short, she is so long and lanky. It will be a major surprise if she doesn't grow up to be a tall girl.

Anyways, my only complaint is the difficulty of trying to get her to willingly come to you. But other than that, she's a bundle of kawaii-ness, and seeing her, even if she's crying her head off her tiny little shoulders, provide me enough entertainment for the day.

Sem break... 1st week

2008-09-28T10:32:00.003+08:00

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....

Coming soon... the last paper

2008-09-15T22:51:00.003+08:00

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.

Impressed... wow

2008-09-08T16:14:00.002+08:00

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.

The babe in the house

2008-09-06T20:12:00.002+08:00

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.

The purple nails

2008-08-25T21:23:00.002+08:00

I celebrated my end-of-assignment freedom by painting both my finger and toenails purple.

Yeah well, not the first time, but then I figured I should appreciate the extra time that I have now by painting my nails because the nail polish I have had been collecting dust in my drawer for quite some time already. I guess it might have already got bored from being left alone.

Today the trip to MV was quite fun. Bought a new pair of shoes that made me so very tall when I wear them (yays!), and watched a thriller movie with Sal. Both of us got freaked out by the two female killers in "The Strangers". Seriously, the masks are just way freaky.

Cut my hair too. Told Mr. Hairstylist that I wanted to keep my hair long, cause I got bored of my short hair already, but he said I had to not cut my hair for at least six months if I want to keep my hair long before he can do anything with it. So now my hair is short again, because not cutting my hair for six months is a very horrifying thought. Though it probably saves me a lot of money.

Which, btw, I need to stop buying stuff. If I continue buying stuff, I will have to starve myself in order to make ends meet, and we all know that a hungry Jojo is a very unstable person.

Erms.... to be honest, I should be studying instead of crapping here, but wth. I figured I deserve a lil R&R after all those assignments before hitting the books for finals. I'm sure it's well deserved. Lol!