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Nike Shoes anyone?

2011-04-26T10:31:00.000-07:00

Because someone tried to buy shoes with my money while I suffer through cheap shoes.

You wait while I go find myself a nice pair of nike running shoes.

Ps: PNC gave me back my money. =) I love my bank.

Credit Card Fraud

2011-04-10T12:39:00.000-07:00

So this is what it feels like. . . I really don't have anyone to blame. I can't even say this will teach me a lesson, because I'm already paranoid. I've been careful with my debit card. I pay my phone bills and rent online. I buy textbooks and occasionally, I get a couple of birthday presents off amazon. I haven't bought anything since the beginning of the semester (textbooks). I guess I'm lucky I found out early (the money's not even gone through yet), but I guess it didn't really help much. The PNC customer service person told me there's nothing he can do about the money until I've lost it (a whooping $234) and they'll try to get it back for me. They've inactivated my credit card already and is going to get me a new one in about a week ($7.50 charge). I hope whoever stole what little money I have left in my account gets gnawed to death by chipmunks and squirrels.

Why me?

Gah.

I guess the saddest part of this is that I can't even learn from it.

This is infuriating.

Chocolate

2011-02-10T15:47:00.000-08:00

Lots and lots of them.

On bread with peanut butter and a warm cup of tea.

With a highlighter and a book and. . .

oh, what's the point.

Look

2010-11-12T07:30:00.000-08:00

Can you see the stars in the skies?

The tiny dots in the vast night sky,

They hide more in their blot than your entire life condensed into one,

See how they mock you with their light?

That bright happy dot in the dark,

They have more secrets kept than you ever will have heard,

Observe how they twinkle?

That little star that you wonder about at night,

They will never wonder about anything that has anything to do with you,

Look at the stars,

Stare all you want.

They will never stare back.

Breathe

2010-10-27T20:09:00.000-07:00

Breathe through your nose,
remember that your lungs needs air,
Oxygen;
Breathe into your lungs,
all the way in
even though it hurts;
Forget about lies,
and tears,
Forget the pain,
Don't think of anything else
but remember
to Breathe.

I realize

2010-10-14T11:52:00.000-07:00

That I'm angry most of the time here. I'm annoyed at my marks, which never seem to be as high as I hoped it would be. I'm pissed off at the people, because they're not as nice as I wished they would be. I am angry at myself, because I don't seem to be trying hard enough. I realize that I'm angry at a lot of things, but I rather not tell you about it. Because blogs are scary. and people read.

I would tell you all about what I've been up to lately, but the people who matter should've been exposed to a healthy dose of 'Amy crapping and keeping you up to date', So I won't bother. =) For those of you who're never online. Come online!

Here's a summarized version of my rant. I have a new friend and her name's Katie. I joined a book club, consisting of 6 women. I joined a game called Humans vs Zombies and wears an orange and green bandana and spends half of my days looking for brains to nom. I have a new friend and her name is Amna. I'm not going to Philly with her because I enjoy doing nothing more than I enjoy doing something. I have bought a total of 10 books so far. My textbooks are so expensive, by the time I graduate, I've probably spent enough of books to buy a kancil. I am trying to bake cookies. Shahril is nice and will eat anything. = ) Eventually (hopefully), the cookies will start tasting better so he (and Beatrice and Kelvin and whoever eats my cookies) won't have to suffer anymore. *insert tasty false bit of gossip here and sniggers to self*

Have I mentioned how much I miss Keren? = ( I miss Keren~ She bought me a dress. One day, I will wear that dress, even though it's 7 degrees Celsius outside. I will probably die after. But it will be worth it.

Sometimes

2010-09-18T14:09:00.000-07:00

I wonder why I'm majoring in a subject I absolutely suck at.

Yes, it's fascinating.

and it makes me happy.

Then you make me sit for a test.

and remind me that I suck.

and I wonder.

Gah.

I have to stop writing in blobs.

Fragment sentences are bad.

I seem to have lost the ability to write in length about my life (what life?).

Believe

2010-09-12T16:56:00.000-07:00

When you don't believe in god

or the idea of heaven

or hell

and reincarnations

All the is left when you die is

nothing

I don't believe

but She does

that should be enough

for me

But it's not.

This is Just to Say

2010-09-10T08:32:00.000-07:00

'This is Just to Say' by William Carlos Williams.

I have eaten

the plums

that were in

the icebox

and which

you were probably

saving

for breakfast

Forgive me

they were delicious

so sweet

and so cold

We were supposed to respond to this, so I used the same format, borrowed some of his words, and wrote:

I have

the books

that were on

the table

and which

you were probably

saving

for summer

Forgive me

they were interesting

Snape died

and Gandalf lived.

We had a mini poetry session this morning. I am thoroughly enjoying my creative writing classes. We were supposed to: Write an apology for something you're not sorry about.

So, here's me being shameless.

I'm sorry that you broke your leg

when you fell off the tree

while you were stealing my plums,

I'm sorry I did not call for help

immediately

I was laughing too hard.

Hope you enjoyed.

Hullo

2010-08-31T11:12:00.000-07:00

It's been an awful long while since I last updated, hasn't it?

America isn't what most of us thought it would be. Perhaps we have high expectations that are beyond reach.

I am still me.

And I am still here.

Nothing much has changed.

I should refrain from blogging when I have nothing to say.

Update

2010-06-07T03:37:00.000-07:00

I went to Singapore last week with Keren and stayed with her brother and sister. Qi Ying went with us, but decided to go back early so she'll have more time to study. Anyways, the self declared holiday was eventful, with lots of pictures (on facebook) as well as trips to well, Singapore Places. As I've been telling most people, I owe Keren and her siblings big time. >.<

I haven't been updating my blog recently, I notice, because I've been busy reading, well, stuff. Manga, fanfiction, books, Louisa's writing, and other people's blogs (cue to update). And mostly because I've gotten tired of writing. It's so easy to write things in a spur of the moment, not knowing whose feelings you've hurt in that split of a second anger, or make a total fool of yourself. Until I get rid of that insecurity and make sure I stop judging people and jumping to conclusions, or making bad choices or say the wrong things, I'll try not to put my thoughts in words for the world to see.

Thus said, I suppose it's fair to end this update with: Yien ping, Michelle, Ming Jie, Mei Yee, Tina, Flo, Adrian, and Keren (even though you're so near) I miss you guys.

Alone

2010-04-14T00:55:00.000-07:00

Utterly and completely alone,

Inconveniently trapped,

by norms, expectations, trusts,

people.

Can you breath?

Sing?

Whistle?

Rawr?

We are never alone.

See, this is not an emo post! :)

Baffled

2010-04-14T00:43:00.000-07:00

People confuse me. Not a specific person, people in general. Everybody. Why does people have to be so confusing? Some people take kindness for granted. Some are kind to people who do not deserve it. Some people treat you like they want to be treated. Some treat you like crap and expects to be respected. How can people think they way they do?

It is like trying to understand how an animal thinks. We 're always trying to personalize things. As children, we wrote, 'Saya sebatang pencil. I am a pencil. Pemilik saya merupakan seorange pelajar darjah tiga. That's me!' as if they were creatures. We learnt about the ingenious sang kancil and his adventures. Then, we were gradually brought up to understand that they are mammals. birds. fish. reptiles. annelids. kingdom. phylum. class. order. family. genus. species. stuff.

Animals are not easy to understand. My cat left me a dead rat by the side of my shoes, for the first time since we moved to our new house on the first day of my PMR examination. My neighbor's dog stares solemnly as his tail wagged violently in anticipation of the next meal. A stray cat would sit by the window of the roof when I had to stay up late on some nights, my silent company. A bat would fly into my old house, does it's nightly rounds, and fly out. My two cats would shift out of the house when there's a visitor, only to come back once the visitors are gone. My laptop would- nevermind.

Sometimes I wonder if people are impossible to understand. I judge people based on how they treat others. It is unfair, but it will have to do until I find a better way to understand people.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Suiying's right, I feel guilty about not cheating. It makes me feel like a horrible person. I am not one of you. I don't want to be one of you. Why can't I be one of you? Does that make any sense? How can I feel guilty about doing the right thing?! because I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do anymore. This extra edge, isn't it the same as doing research? You go out into the world and find a job. In order to obtain the job, you look for information online, ask other interviewees, do your research. Is that considered cheating? No. How about asking people who have already taken the interviews what questions were asked? Again, I believe the answer is no. Then, what is so different with asking people who have already taken the test. It's immoral. It's unfair. It's cheating. But isn't everything we're doing now, to prepare us for the world? And if the world works this way, what's fair? The world is not. Reasonings. Excuses. I still can't cheat. I may feel guilty about not cheating. But if I do cheat, I'd probably feel like a failure. Either way, I already am one. Only difference is, my stupid conscience would never let me live it down. ah. There's a word. Stupid. Amy, you idiot.

Though, it's nice to know I'm not alone. all you honest idiots (and crazy hardworking geniuses) out there, I'm bloody rooting for you!

I think I'm an

2010-03-24T21:20:00.001-07:00

idiot.

I'm a fool hiding under the pretense of intelligence.

I'm re-evaluating life. the universe, and everything. 'm pretty sure the answer's not 42.

Won't you tell me what the answer is?

Why? why? why?

Sometimes, I wish my brain would just stop thinking.

But I suppose that's what movies, tvs, music and Terry Pratchett is for.

I also happen to be depressed at the moment. Probably for the rest of the week? Maybe?

Thanks for eating ice cream with me Beatrice, Kelvin and Mel. : )

LCCT Taxi Driver

2010-03-24T18:21:00.000-07:00

I have a taxi driver.

The one time it was decided (for me?) that it would not fare well if I simply took the long way back (bus, ktm, bus/taxi) to the hostel, and I should take the airport taxi (prepaid, Rm64.20 in the airport), was a story worth telling by itself. Because my taxi driver was on a holiday. It is funny, how trivial things can scar you in the weirdest ways. I only remember three times when I was at the receiving end of a glare from a complete stranger. Once was when I accidentally stepped on a woman's foot in the tren and another from the taxi driver, because I did not know the way back and the last time was from a stranger who was not.

See, instead of taking me to shah alam, the taxi driver seem to have driven me to Klang, a hitherto uncharted land for me. It was almost ten by then, and he stopped his car at the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere and told me to 'get off. Get a taxi.' I was too dumbstruck to glare back, though my friends told me that's what I should have done. 'But I don't even know where I am!' I argued back. 'Call your friends,' he stated, that glare on his face, prominent. 'My friends probably aren't back yet!' I retorted, whilst in my mind, I was trying to remember friends here who own their own transportations.

'You don't know where we are. I don't know where we are. What kind of person lives in a hostel and not know their own address?' he grumbled, glaring. I was running through names. Keren should still be in Kuching. Beatrice, coming back tomorrow. Li Sia, not until Monday at least. Suiying, nah... Oh god. Is that all the people I know? In a state of panic, I called Ek Ying, my housemate. She wasn't available. 'Can you at least drive me to the town area, maybe the ktm station? Someplace where I can get a taxi?' pleading.

I never realized how huge Shah Alam was until that night. It was probably a good thing he didn't know where he was, because lost as we were, he could not find his way to the ktm station and somehow managed to find a route that I was familiar with. 'That way,' I pointed. He drove, the entire time berating my stupidity, lack of sense of direction, 'and why aren't you calling your friend?!'

It was a sin, was it? To be always lost. I have never thought it a flaw. It brought me places and sights I would never have found with a map. Also, there's GPS.

I lead him onwards to the hostel. Remember the masjid near the hostel? He stopped the car there, turned around and resumed glaring at me. 'I thought you said we were near?' a stranger. He was a complete stranger. An old taxi driver. I could fight him off. But my luggage! All my stuff! 'Get off, call your friend to come get you,' he pursued. I don't. I don't have many friends, do I? I wanted to get off. I honestly did. 'It's just at the corner!' I said, pointing at the faint outline of the Akasia building. He reluctantly started the engine and drove me over.

I remember scampering out of the taxi and pulling my luggages out from the trunk as he stood there and glared. My luggage, which had chose that trip to break apart, fell onto the ground as I stood there and thanked the taxi driver. Because I'm a doormat and people walk all over me without feeling guilty. He sped off without another word as I pulled my luggage into a standing position. I took a moment to find my student id and another to compose myself. It took me a moment to realize I was happy to be back in Akasia.

I have a taxi driver. Next time he's on holidays, I'm taking the bus. Or I'll walk. Yeah. Walking's good.

Alice- sorry. Johnny Depp in Wonderland

2010-03-20T22:54:00.000-07:00

I made an effort to go and watch the movie in 3D. I was even ready to settle for 2D! But Sunway pyramid had all their tickets booked. And Summit stank of cigarette smoke, plus Beatrice says it's dangerous to be in Summit.

So I did not get to watch Johnny Depp in Wonderland.

Goodbye, Mad-hatter.

So long, White Queen.

Apologies, Tim Burton.

I shall await your DVD with half-hearted enthusiasm.

: (

Travelling

2010-03-13T06:40:00.000-08:00

I sometimes travel alone.

I rather enjoy travelling alone.

I don't have to pretend to be anyone else when I am alone, because strangers on the road do not expect anything of me.

I can not smile.

I can not make eye contact.

I can ignore people without being rude.

I go places I want to go.

Or stay in one place for no particular reason.

I eat things I want to eat.

Or not eat at all.

I buy things I want to buy.

Or things I do not want to buy.

I see things I want to see.

I talk to strangers because I can.

I stare because I'm allowed to.

I ponder about the weirdest things.

And frown.

Grin.

Chuckle.

I am a little crazy when I travel alone.

And stupid.

I make rash decisions.

I don't think.

I act.

And sometimes I don't tell people even though I should.

Sometimes, I travel alone when I am grumpy.

Because I need to walk it off.

I walk and walk and walk.

I meet the weirdest bunch of people when I travel alone.

I make fleeting friends.

I talk to random strangers.

and ask everyone for directions.

because I am always lost.

I help and thank people.

and I get thanked by random people.

I smile, sometimes, to people.

I eavesdrop.

I listen.

I observe.

I learn.

Sometimes I travel alone.

Sometimes I travel with a friend.

Mostly, I just travel.

Because I can.

A Romantic Love Story

2010-01-20T05:21:00.000-08:00

Love stories sometimes centers around a young woman and an older man, falling desperately and madly in love.

She’s from a faraway place, and misses her family dearly. She clings on to the man, him being the only person she treasures in this exotic and unknown land.

He comes from a loveless marriage and stays with his wife due to obligation to their children. He has never felt this way about anyone before.

They can’t be together.

She came to work, to ensure a better future for her little brothers and sisters. She has to advance. She needs to advance. Better pay is vital.

He came to work, to provide a living for his family. His wife is expecting. Their third.

They can’t not be together.

He is hopelessly in love. He sees her ocean blue eyes in the rain, phantoms her red lips on strangers, hears her voice in the radio, smells her perfume in a bakery, feels her presence in his home…

She can’t think of anything else. Her work unprogressive, her family ungrateful, her life bleak, her emotions chaotic… she thinks of nothing except his whispers of undying love.

In the midst of their unsure love, they decide to elope.

Oh. And live happily ever after.

She waited for a call that never came. Her children were little and playful, asking more of her than she is able to spare. On Saturday, she baked cakes, played with the children, and mended trousers. On Sunday she bundled her second, held onto the little hands of her oldest and drove to church. The priest prayed for her third to be a good birth. Amen. Her children laughed and played in the back seat of her pickup as she drove home. Come Monday, she bought supplies for the week and treated her children to a rare bar of chocolate. She read them to sleep, ‘and they lived happily ever after…’ On Tuesday she went to the bank and asked the clerk the same question she had been asking for the past three weeks, only to be met by an annoyed glare and a short, ‘none, ma’am.’

Her car broke down half way home. She removed her car keys gingerly, took out her phone and dialed the mechanic, only to be greeted by a flat dial tone. She got through the third time and was promised help in thirty minutes.

While waiting for the town mechanic to come, she sat by the side of the road and wept.

They waited for the money that never came. ‘She’s fine,’ the mother assured the father and vice versa. The brothers and sisters asked repetitively where their older playmate had gone but received no answer. ‘We shouldn’t have sent her to the city,’ they heard mother whisper. ‘She wanted to help,’ their father responded from his rickety office chair, marking student’s exercises. ‘But we shouldn’t have-‘ mother argued, chopping the carrots with more malice than they deserve. ‘Do you think…’

‘Sister’s fine,’ the brother was the one who answered this time, not even looking up from his homework.

They reassured each other and kept writing her letters reporting from home whilst waiting for their daughter and sister to return.

They waited for the money that never came.

I got bored. I'm sorry.

Sometimes I Forget

2010-01-11T07:01:00.000-08:00

to thank people.

So here's a bunch of thank yous for you important people who actually bother reading.

In no order whatsoever:

Thank you, Keren, for the wonderful weekend. Sorry for err... dinner. ><

Thank you, Beatrice, for the Vitamin C and staying out with me the entire lunch break. Can't thank you enough.

Thank you, Louisa, for caring.

Thank you, friends.

Thank you, Yien Ying, for finding me.

Hmm... Since I'm already at it...

Thank you, lecturers, for the wonderful lessons.

Thank you, Sun, for being there. (and drying my clothes)

Thank you, clouds.

Thank you, mom and dad, for obvious reasons.

Thank you, my dear sisters.

Thank you, God. If you exist...somewhere...somehow.

Thank you, World.

Thank you, Terry Pratchett.

Thank you, other authors of great books. I'll get my hands on them. someday.

Thank you, JPA.

Thank you, @#$#ing headache.

I would be doing something more productive if it weren't for you.

说不出口

2010-01-11T06:30:00.000-08:00

我不明白。

我是对他不够好吗？

还是太好了？

我平时不在意。

可是。。。

我真的累了。也没钱了。

真的该学学说，‘不行。够了。不要。’

我不明白。

他是故意的吗？

还是真的忘了？

‘可以吗？’

‘不行。’

‘我真的没钱了。你自己买，可以吗？’

Because Some things Should Not be Forgotten

2010-01-07T07:02:00.000-08:00

The truck rumbled as it was forced onto another trip home. The seat was uncomfortable and the company even more so. Amidst the awkward silence, he spoke.

你幸福吗？

It was a weird question and I had no qualms in saying so, 好奇怪的问题。

你开心吗？he continued on.

The silence was even more overbearing when someone’s expecting an answer. I decided to humour him, 算是吧。

我很幸福。

Really? At my expense? I chuckled good humouredly,我没问。

你呢？幸福吗？he repeated this question like a mantra.

还好啦。Always the same answer.

不幸福吗？为什么？

不知道。Maybe it’s you.

你要写故事吗？ Were you spying?

I decided scribbles didn’t count. 以前有。

现在呢？persistent.

不写了。

为什么？

没心写了吧。你呢？

有时。

I was secretly overjoyed when I started taking a bus.

是真的吗？with barely hidden contempt and eyes full of hate.

I nodded.

A Dedication for 2010

2010-01-06T22:34:00.001-08:00

Because it's such a nice number.

The holidays were fun.

I got to hang out with Tina and Flo and Keren and li. (<- incorrect use of conjunction 'and')

Watched Avatar with my family. Twice.

Saw the effects of last, last year's fire on my school. :(

Enjoyed lots and lots my mom's cooking.

School starting is a definite setback.

All the lecturers this semester seems promising though. ^^

I found my Sarikei friends on facebook. (suiying: They have facebook in Sarikei?)

I have a good feeling about this year. ^^

Good luck everyone! Happy 2010!

err... roar~?

Hmm... should've bought the venus fly trap. ^^

Old Sarikei friends

2009-10-07T05:52:00.000-07:00

Am typing out so I don't forget. :)

Feel free to ignore.

My oldest Sarikei friend is Ming Jie and we have been together since kindergarten. We attended Methodist Anglo Chinese where we gained many other friends, 假假的friends :), and memories. First three years were under the care of Puan Hii (sp?). Remember her? I only remember that she was a strict teacher who knew my mom so I couldn't misbehave. I don't think she's teaching anymore. Last time I went to visit, she wasn't there.

I remember once an English teacher was so infuriated that he threw a wooden ruler at Lina and me, though I cannot remember why. Now that I think back, she hasn't changed much, has she? Not really, I mean. I remember Yik Ding being falsely accused of standing on the long benches because of her height. She goes on msn once in a while, as humble and gentle as always. I remember Zong Hong, with his thick specks. I remember that tall and lanky class president whom you all claim I have a crush on because I (supposedly) cried when he left. I still insist that I have having the flu. I remember perfect duties, free tea, and nasi lemak. I remember Ziana and her somewhat unhealthy obsession with Dzul. Dzul I haven't seen in a while, but Ziana can still be spotted around Sarikei last I checked. :P

I don't even need to start with Aik Ching. No, I haven't given up pairing you two up together yet. I am just taking a prolonged break. Remember the time he lost his temper with Leng Hua (Hwa?) ? I think that was the one and only time we saw him lose his temper. Never thought he had it in him.

I saw Kim su in a relative's wedding a while back. Almost couldn't recognize him. =.= I think he used to bully us back then, didn't he? But he was fun to be around. And I always thought the two of you would make a nice couple.

Remember Fook sen (sp?)? I wonder where he is now and what's become of him.

Remember Laura? Prettiest girl in class. :) Do you still keep in contact with her? I haven't called her in years.

How's Nigel doing? I shall always remember him as the eraser thief.

Do you think of Intan still?

When was the last time I called you or you me? Three, four days ago? I feel like we will never run dry of conversations.

Thank you Ming Jie, for being with me all this time.

Thank you Yien Ping, for keeping in contact with me.

Thank you Mei Yee, for remembering me.

Thank you Aik Ching, for the support, even though you might not know it.

Thank you Eric, for the entertainment and smses. heh.

Thank you Dian Ying, for not forgetting.

Thank you

Thank you for the shoulder, thank you for caring, thank you for being my friend.

Nightmares

2009-09-15T07:04:00.000-07:00

I dreamt of a shadow, pressing me down.

Light from the door seemed so far.

Can't move.

Can't wake.

Can't scream.

And a voice, taunting:

'So you think I don't exist?'

Sniggers.

I want to wake.

Perhaps I should not sleep.

Define: Cheating

2009-09-12T21:27:00.000-07:00

So, how do you define cheating?

What is cheating?

Specifically, in order for it to be defined as cheating, what lines do I have to cross?

Shall I compare answers with my friends. After all, that can hardly be defined as cheating. My friend's answer might not be correct, and I am just comparing, after all. Aren't I?

Shall I group together with my friends and grow a longer neck? My eyes merely slipped, and I didn't really mean to see the answers. After all, my friend was sitting right next to me, and I needed somewhere to focus my eyes while I was thinking. The fact that I changed my seat right before the test has nothing to do with it. Really!

Shall I slip notes under my test paper? There are my own notes, after all. What is the harm in that? Think of it this way, I'm merely copying my own notes. As far as I know, that's not cheating.

Shall I put my textbook on the floor? It is not as if I could flip the pages with my toes. Oops, there goes of my pen. If I could just bend down and pick it up...

Shall I discuss the question with my friend? Harmless discussion, we might as well have been talking about the weather.

'Well, what nice weather it is today!' ;

'It's raining.';

'yes, nice weather isn't it?' ;

'. . . ' ;

'by the way, does question 1 diverge or converge?'

Shall I copy? At least I tried. And who says we can't learn from copying?! It's not like I didn't try. I did. I really did. But the time's running out, and my friend is so confident with her answer, and the lecturer's not in, and that question carries 6 marks! and and... it's just this One Time!

Shall I ask my friends who've already had the test? I merely asked how easy or hard the test was. And which points I needed to focus on... and whether fungi would be coming up... and if cladiograms are important... and what the essay quesion was... Thing is, they're just harmless questions! It's not like I'm asking them to steal me a question paper!!

Shall I borrow the question paper my friend accidentally took? After all, everyone else is doing it.

I am so sick of people cheating. Especially in Puan Ruzela and Puan Mimi's class. The lecturers have so much faith in us! They trusted us to act our age and obey the rules and regulations. They are so nice as to let us have open book tests. So trusting as to leave us unattended sometimes. So good in what they do. So understanding in what we're going through. How can people cheat without feeling the slightest guilt? Don't you feel like you're betraying them?

I am so sick of people cheating. Because I know it's not fair for the rest of us who are not. We am no smarter than the rest of you. We didn't finish studying all the chapters, subchapters, subsubchapters, and whatnot like the rest of you. We get less than satisfactory results like the rest of you too. Why do you cheat?

I am so sick of people cheating.

Because I know some people can cheat through their lives, get better results, and live long and successful lives.

Because exam results sometimes do mean every difference.

Because sometimes, however hard I try not to be, I am tempted.

Lead me not to temptation, for I can find it myself.
-Rita Mae Brown

I used to think this quote was funny.

Life taught me otherwise.

Food

2009-09-12T21:21:00.000-07:00

I have a lot of things as well as a lot of people to be grateful for. But when it comes to food in Intec, I have three people to thank.

I'm grateful for Keren. If it weren't for her, I'd probably die of malnutrition long ago.

I'm grateful for Beatrice. If it weren't for her, I'd probably skip brunch, lunch, and dinner.

I'm grateful for Suiying. If it weren't for her, I'd probably never have known the awesomeness of Pringles.

Life's good~

2009-08-15T00:58:00.000-07:00

What?

No 'Thanks for your trouble!'?

No 'Good job!!'

No 'I'm sorry!!!'?

Perhaps the A4-size

COUCH :

For sitting

taped on the couches were a bit too much.

*smirk*

Rant

2009-08-14T08:16:00.000-07:00

A series of broken phrases that might not make sense, but is not supposed to...

One two three four,

Wait, hope, pray, and more,

It's over my limits, over my line,

Can't stand it no more, no longer, no way,

took out the weapons, armours, and brooms,

dusted the swords, cleaned up the brooms,

cleared up the papers, picked up the trash,

mop away spiders, treated the wounds,

reload, repeat, redo, again,

knocked over a cup, took a step back,

a jolt, a growl, a brain nerve combust,

threw down my armour, my swords, my patience,

kill, murder, squash, trap,

but starve the poor thing?

mumble mumble mumble,

washed the armour, the mop, the feet,

pulled up my sleeves,

I'm through being kind,

I'm through being naive,

too long have I slaved,

too long have I prayed,

too long have I wondered,

too long, for me,

I threw out the boxes, tossed out the bags,

banised the rubbish, replaced the books,

I wrote down instructions,

passed down the laws,

Dirty the room again,

and I will kick your ass.

Habits

2009-08-02T08:23:00.000-07:00

I just realised that I have a nasty habit of not panicking when I'm supposed to...

*glances at Calculus 2 questions due tomorrow that I've forgotten all about*

Damn.

I should probably start panicking...

But why bother?

*continues studying for Programming quiz tomorrow*

lol.

What holidays?

A tightness

2009-07-24T02:30:00.000-07:00

in my chest.

can't breath.

I thought it was flu.

Have you ever laughed and cried at the same time?

You know...

2009-07-24T01:09:00.001-07:00

Amendment to the mid sem break (Taken from the intec uitm new website: announcements)

What would be fucking ironic right now?

someone get H1N1 the day before mid sem break.

One

2009-07-08T00:46:00.000-07:00

Two,

Three Four Five,

How to,

Stay alive,

Six Seven,

Go to hell,

Go to heaven,

Time to die,

Something of a nursery ryhme I heard/watched in 'Blade Runner'. There were a lot of pauses in between where the actors had to act their part, but the nursery-like ryhmes sort of stuck. :)

I suppose the turtle can relate, somewhat. It's saying, 'I want to live'.

Btw, it's a pretty cool movie for one that's made in 1982. Splendid actors. But then, I have no taste. Am too lazy to rant about it. My chemistry textbook is sitting on my bed and glaring holes through the back of my head, all the while screaming, 'READ ME ~~OR/~~AND DIE!!!!!'

To quote from Blade Runner again, 'too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?'

Five

2009-06-22T06:34:00.000-07:00

June 22nd 2009

I was happy today.

I laughed.

I sang.

And I felt guilt.

I shouldn't be happy.

Not today.

Tomorrow maybe.

Maybe next year.

Then again, I say that every year.

But I won't forget.

And I won't stop grieving.

We miss you dearly.

Wolverine The Movie - Gambit (Le Diable Blanc)

2009-05-27T07:14:00.000-07:00

First half of the movie spent debating with myself whether I wanna watch the movie at all. I'm not a very big fan of Wolverine. . . Okay. Fine. I was. He's a very nice character. Love his claws, his healing powers, and his attitude. But after three movies about him, I don't really like his character all that much anymore. Fine. You can't remember your past. Get. Over. It. The world of X-Men does not and should not revolve around Wolverine. There are OTHER CHARACTERS TO BE DEVELOPED! The three X-Men movies might as well be called, 'X-Men : Wolverine', 'X-Men: Wolverine and the X-Men', and 'X-Men: Wolverine Returns'.

I want Remy Lebeau! I want Rogue fighting! I want Shadowcat with a backbone! I want Jean and Scott's perfect love story that's so-bloody-perfect-that-it's-annoying. I want Beast being, well, Beast. I want Pietro zooming around and being nosy. I want Nightcrawler poofing in and out of nowhere and quoting out of the Bible. I want Mystique stealing identities and making life miserable for generally everyone. I want Storm with in her Goddess of the Weather mode. I want Emma Frost, the Scarlet Witch, Blob, Colossus, Forge, Jubilee, Ms. Marvel, Sinister, Deadpool, and all the other bloody characters to be a little more developed!

Fine. Wolverine has a nice history. I get it. I really do! But so does everyone else!!

This movie should be called, 'Wolverine Begins'. But at least I was warned beforehand that this movie would be all about him. No expectations, no lamentations.

Pfft!!! As if!!!!

I was bored. So I watched the movie. . .

All the while waiting for my favourite character in X-Men to appear. . .

Cover to X-Men: Endangered Species

Part 1-Blinded by the Light Part 1 of 4

Art by Chris Bachalo

Remy Lebeau, Le Diable Blanc (the white devil) so named because of his red on black eyes.

Suiying already warned me that Gambit would not be having much screen time. I was hoping that what little screen time he has, he utilizes wisely. Taylor Kitsch played him very well in the first scene.

The air, the elegance, the script. *swoons*

And then he started fighting. And losing the accent.

Thus said, second half of the movie, I was mentally ranting about what they did to my favourite character in X-Men.

I want the Cajun accent, the cockiness, the stealthiness, the devil-may-care attitude, the Red on Black eyes, the kick-ass trench coat, the agility, the 52 explosives in a pack, and his uber cool mutant abilities utilized correctly!!!!!

I just wanted Gambit to be Gambit. Was that too much to ask?

*insert string of swear words here in CAPITAL LETTERS*

!!!!!!

Flu

2009-05-20T01:33:00.000-07:00

*insert swear word here*

It's five hundred degrees outside. How did I manage to get flu? Again?! Blah.

Pah!

Gah!!!

Doorrggghhhhh!!!!

Pokemon Emerald

2009-05-18T09:17:00.000-07:00

Great.

I finished the game.

Gre-eat.

I. Am. Freaking. Jobless!

You know what?

I should probably start studying.

Instead, I watched a movie.

Okay, maybe two.

Bla.

Rain and Roomie

2009-05-17T08:13:00.000-07:00

Water vapours gets warmer when the temperature is high and accumulates, forming clouds. Higher temperature = more heated water vapour = more clouds = heavier clouds. Once a cloud gets too heavy, it rains.

However, there are other causes(or conditions) of raining. One of them is a decrease in temperature. A decrease in temperature reduces the ability to hold water vapour together, hence forming water droplets = rain.

. . .

Before I continue, I'd just like you to know that it's eleven thirty p.m. and I have an unfinished assignment due tomorrow (I have no excuse). I am also sleepy and bored <- blatantly ignoring homework.

. . .

Anyway, it rained yesterday in Akasia. It's safe to assume that there was a decrease in temperature yesterday afternoon.

. . .

It started raining as soon as Sui Ying left.

Triggered by the conversation (and many others like it):

'It's so hot!'

'I'm sorry.'

'. . . huh?'

'Coze I'm too hot.'

'. . .'

*smirks*

'urrrgghhhh!!!'

*shrugs* 'true wat!'

'shuddup'

Haiku

2009-05-16T01:27:00.000-07:00

Sleepless summer nights
bred murderers with stained hands
and squashed mosquitoes.

~randomholic <- obsessed with doing random stuff.

Happy Birthday!

2009-05-13T03:03:00.000-07:00

It's my mom's birthday today. I hope they have something nice planned back home. :)

Also, my housemate helped me buy a plane ticket to Kuching for the end of the semester hols.

I'm going home. :)

Remember?

2009-05-09T04:38:00.000-07:00

I remember the way the ground loomed in front of me, moments before impact, as I froze, unable to do a thing.

I remember lying in the drain, my face in my arms, and moaning the word, 'pain'.

I remember dreaming of cycling together with my friends and waking up to unfamiliar faces and even more unfamiliar scenery.

I remember trying to stand up, as someone said, 'no, don't move yet,' and I gratefully lied back down.

I remember panicking, when someone asked my something, and I couldn't remember.

I remember looking at familiar faces, but can't seem to know their names.

I remember asking for the date, once, and feeling terrified that I could not remember where I was, or why.

I remember looking at my hands, and wondering why there were so oddly coloured.

I remember standing up, as everything spun around me.

I remember someone putting plasters on my palms.

I remember wondering why there was one less bicycle.

I remember buying a second can of drink.

I remember telling everyone I was fine...

I seem to have forgotten everything else.

I simply don't remember.

Taman Pertanian

2009-05-08T01:44:00.000-07:00

My brain's not working so well right now, but I wanna thank Beatrice, Justina, Keren, and Qing De. That was fun.

. . .

Shit.

What did we do again?

Unsure

2009-05-08T01:38:00.000-07:00

of whether I should blog about it. . .

Anyway, you'll know when you see me.

Last Semester,

2009-05-05T20:48:00.000-07:00

Last semester, I got to know a lot of people whom I would remember hopefully, throughout the rest of my life. There's the incredibly smart but humble and kind classmate who stands up for what she believes in no matter what, the responsible though unwilling young lady who puts her all in her studies, the blur and gentle friend who is always willing to lend a shoulder, the loud and fun classmate who actually has fun doing calculus, the sweet and caring love-struck guy who is. . . having a more than suspicious relationship with his roomie (who am I to talk?), the reliable and uh. . dirty minded class rep who is more compassionate than he lets on, the quiet and open-hearted former and current classmate, the ever-so-hardworking and ever-so-willing friend who tries a little too hard sometimes, the good... and the bad.

Last semester was a very tiring semester for all of us. Assignments, presentations, tests, quizzes, and exams made us a miserable - and sleepy - bunch of people to hang out with. (If we ever had time to hang out with people)

Last semester, I was reminded over and over again that the shades of grey are more pronounced than the blacks and whites.

Last semester, I had to make a lot of uncomfortable choices.

Last semester, I gave away too much, and gained not enough.

Last semester was a semester I could do without.

I'm glad it's over.

Egoist

2009-05-05T20:20:00.000-07:00

I'm an egoist.

When I'm nice, I expect to be nice to.

When I help, I expect help when I need it.

When I care, I expect to be cared for.

When I share, I expect sharing.

When I befriend, I expect a friend.

When I love, I expect the feeling to be mutual.

Even then, I love, I befriend, I share, I care, and I help.

Does it still make me an egoist, if none of my gestures were returned?

Am I still an egoist, if I continue doing all those, even when none of my expectations were reached?

There are only so many pieces of me I can give away before I fade into nothing.

But what hurts most is that I'm not even sure if I'm doing the same to some of my friends.

Am I taking them for granted too?

Breathing...

2009-05-05T20:08:00.000-07:00

Has never been harder.

Yes, I'm referring to you Beatrice.

I need that paper bag. . .

How To Get A Stomachache.

2009-05-01T05:33:00.000-07:00

Instructions:

1. To get a stomachache, you must first refrain from eating any sort of vegetable for five days.

2. If the urge to inhale green leaves overtake you, eat them in as small quantities as possible.

3. Then, for your dinner on the fifth day, buy a package of assorted vegetable that can be eaten raw. Also, obtain two organic tomatoes.

4. Next, wash the vegetables with water and soak the tomatoes in water.

5. Finish all within half an hour.

6. If that doesn't work, drink eight glasses of coffee and a pack of watermelon flavored gum.

(ps: Ignore no. 6. That's probably life threatening.)

Eleven pm.

2009-04-25T08:12:00.000-07:00

I don't remember the last two hours.

Was working on auto-pilot.

Two and a half hours ago, I was cleaning my cupboard whilst talking to my sister.

Three hours ago, I was pulling everything from under my bed and putting them on the bed.

Three hours and fifteen minutes ago, I was clearing my desk and dividing the stuff that I will be needing next sem, and the stuff that I won't.

Three and a half hours ago, I was soaking my bedsheets.

Three hours and forty five minutes ago, I was on my way back from Keren's room.

Four hours ago, I was having dinner in Keren's room.

Four hours and fifteen minutes ago, I was walking back from the KTM station.

Five hours ago, I was in Subang.

Six hours ago, I was staring dreamily at books.

Eight hours ago, I was with a friend in Sunway pyramid.

Nine hours ago, I was walking around aimlessly with my friend.

Ten hours ago, I was looking at my friend have lunch.

Eleven hours ago, I was having lunch.

Twelve hours ago, I was walking around aimlessly.

Thirteen hours ago, I was in the tren, on my way to Sunway pyramid.

Fourteen hours ago, I woke up and decided that I was going to clean my apartment.

Misunderstood

2009-04-19T00:34:00.000-07:00

In smiles,

statements,

and laughter.

In thoughts,

words,

and gestures.

In angers,

irritations,

and fears.

In everything.

Misunderstood.

That shall be the word I am using to describe last semester.

A series of misunderstandings that led to a misunderstood me.

For those of you with pieces of me, please take good care of them.

I'm afraid what's left of me is now sadly misunderstood and therefore distorted.

I shall be needing the semester break to retrieve the not-so-confused me.

PS.: Don't ask. I don't understand what i just wrote either.

Panic

2009-04-14T08:28:00.000-07:00

I panicked during the speech presentation this morning. Even though I had stayed awake until four thirty in the morning and practiced until my throat was raw so that I could deliver my speech verbatim, so that it'll go along well with my slides. I screwed up.

Dang.

The lecturer was very nice about it though. :)

And I enjoyed giving my speech the second time 'round. It was fun bashing Twilight. (I'll make a post of that later.)

Thanks Honolulu for all the lovely comments. I'm glad most of you agree with me. . .

I hope you guys had as much fun listening to my speech as I had preparing it.

I'll try my best not to panic the next time I stand in front of a crowd.

Dell - Inspiron 1545

2009-04-12T03:28:00.000-07:00

I just bought a new laptop.

*ogles*

Will take the time to rant about it once I'm done ogling.

maybe i shouldn't use the word 'ogle'... especially after what Suiying and Charis insinuated yesterday. . .

Walking

2009-04-09T05:42:00.001-07:00

The ground will not shatter.

Left.

But what if?

Right.

It's spinning after all.

Left.

That's just me.

Right.

Where am I headed again?

Left.

Don't really remember.

Right.

Don't really matter.

Left.

This is and will be the last time I'm taking flu meds...

Fleeting

2009-04-05T10:15:00.000-07:00

I want to feel lighter,

unburdened by norms and expectations,

void of worries and limitations.

I want to be free,

my plans discarded,

my life unchained,

my dreams uncharted.

I want to be me.

I keep the weirdest drafts in my phone...

American Indulgence Week

2009-04-05T00:38:00.000-07:00

Oh, we indulged all right. :D Most of the fun was... *cough* forced unto us *cough*compulsory*cough*. But it was fun nonetheless.Halloween night saw the shadows of one Watchmen character, one Greek/Roman/Angel/whatnot couple, and a witch (used to be Banana President). :)
Rorschach (pronounced Raw Shark - though i could never get it right) and Banana President (currently Witch) helping the Roman oh god of hangovers (roomie who got into brown :D ) with her toga. Though the extra activities caused quite some inconveniences... i.e. unfinished presentations
During bio class. :)
And tired out classmates.

It was quite fun. I'm not sure about my classmates, but I particularly enjoyed the mummy parade. :) It was a worthwhile experience. (not something that I'd like to share with anyone anytime too soon though... *hides under desk in embarrassment*)
The American Indulgence Honolulu parade saw a class of mummies and civilians with their play (directed by Kathy with help from Siva and Amirul (hope I spelled his name right...), and led by several other self-declared co-directors).
We have some rather photogenic mummies.Charis with her "THE END IS NIGH" signboard.
A very modern mummy with her laptop.And a rather emo one who had to sniff and dab her eyes every five minutes.

On a different note...
This picture was taken rather long ago, during our shopping tri- I mean, outing to the national library.
I just like this picture. :)
I think, that was the first time I stood so close to these looming towers. That view alone was worth the trip.

End of post.

Now, I just have to get started on my presentation tomorrow. >_< Great...

Stardust...

2009-04-05T00:13:00.000-07:00

Audio book... *sighs*

Honolulu, prepare to be ignored.

I have something much more interesting than calculus and biology and critical thinking and something as insignificant as homework.

Also, I'm coming down with flu (again), so forgive the foul mood and short temper. Inability to breath through the nose does that.

Anyway, some random pictures..."Please do not sit" ??Looks remarkably like a chair to me...

"Please do not eat"

Ker Lee insists that J. Co. Donuts has the best donuts. XD Now, I don't have much to compare to, but I reckon this is as close to heaven as you can get.
I daresay, I do look like a hoodlum, don't I? :D Anyhow, this is how I look like when I have to go out alone.

Do you miss home?

2009-04-01T12:05:00.000-07:00

If I say 'Yes', for once...

Do I get to go home?

No, I don't miss home.

All-nighter

2009-04-01T11:46:00.000-07:00

Because I can't seem to focus on studying.

Because despite yawning for the hundredth time for the past hour, my brain is unwilling to shut down.

Because I have unfinished ACS slides.

Because I don't want to fail tomorrow's quiz.

Because I need to write my outline.

Because I can't decide.

Because I feel like shit.

Because it's a weekday, and I miss my roomie.

Because it's already three.

Not because I want to.

Because I need to.

Earth Hour - tonight, 8:30PM local time, wherever you live on planet earth.

2009-03-28T01:26:00.000-07:00

Raihan's blog reminded me that earth hour is happening tonight. Or to quote the earth hour's website: 8:30PM local time, wherever you live on planet earth. Saturday 28 March 2009.

28th March 2009 is TODAY.

So wherever you are people, kindly switch off your lights for an hour. Starting from 8:30 tonight to 9:30pm.

:)

ADFP students, I know we're busy, but I believe the street lights are on (if it's not, the moon should be out tonight). Bring over your calculus textbooks, ethics notes, advertisement projects, research paper draft, persuasive speech ideas, bio presentation notes, ACS textbook, and what-not and study there.

For those who've never heard of earth hour before, you *inserts insult here*, kindly visit the Earth hour's website linked below:

CLICK HERE

Of Bathrooms and Roofs

2009-03-28T01:18:00.000-07:00

Intec students are aware that our school is building sidewalks with roofs for us.

This considerate act is very considerate indeed.

They have so far as to install roofs in our hostels as well.

I do appreciate the notion of wanting to spare us from getting wet from the rain. Or being roasted alive under the sun.

However, I fail to be grateful for what I am given sometimes.

Especially when I really, really need to use the bathroom...

And the workers are standing directly underneath our bathroom window.

(*hint: stand on tip toes and voila!*)

I am not angry.

2009-03-27T23:47:00.000-07:00

The holidays have been a whirlwind of emotions for me.

Perturbation, but not quite desolation.

Desolation, but not alienation.

Anger, but not quite wrath.

Acknowledgment, but not acceptance.

Acceptance, but not quite understanding.

'Welcome to society,' so my friend said.

And just when I thought I had it all figured out.

Stupefaction.

I went two steps back.

For the benefit of doubt:

Insinuation.

Or entailment?

Generalization.

Or deductive reasoning?

Civilization.

Or primitivism?

I can't help but feel disappointed.

Charis, I'm proud to call you my friend. Thank you for standing up for womankind.

And I would like to make these points clear:

Breast cancer is not something people should laugh at.

It's not something remotely funny.

It's not something anyone should poke fun at.

It's not something one should ever analogize.

oranges?!

There might've been students in that lecture hall who have family members who suffered from breast cancer.

There might've been students in that lecture theater who have lost family members due to that disease.

There might have been students in that lecture hall who've suffered from breast cancer, for all we know.

A sense of humor may be appreciated in some other lessons. But not while we're studying diseases.

I am not angry.

I am furious.

Still, a small 'thank you' for stopping that humor after Charis's reprimands.

Earphones at full blast tends to hurt my eardrums.

I'm glad for the creation of the earphones.
(The big words are deliberate.)

Benjamin Button

2009-03-19T06:34:00.000-07:00

I just finished watching Benjamin Button for the second time.

Brain's not fully operational yet.

Great movie.

Unprecedented love story (well, at least it was for me...)

Very... human, if you get what I mean.

Yet so... surreal...

Beautiful.

I'm going to go... melt some more...

Thoughts

2009-03-17T06:22:00.000-07:00

Hypocrite.

Sometimes, I can't help but think that we are all hypocrites.

We say, we love our home. But do we really? Would we sacrifice our lives for our home? Would you really? Words are only that. Words. Even the bravest of men cower in the face of danger. Even the most noble of people would choose life instead of death.

We wish for world peace. Have we done anything - anything at all - to contribute to that?

We go to school in the morning with the belief that we would learn something new today. Something novel. Something good. Something that would lead us to become a better person. A better being. But sometimes we go back without an inkling of what the lecturers had taught us. Sometimes, we go back angry or sad or disappointed or confused. Are we really going to school to study? Or it is something else that compels us to climb onto the bus at seven in the mornings. Try necessity. No? How about, obligation? Or... how do you put it... social interaction? If you still insist on 'no', then you are an even bigger hypocrite than me.

Wordweb defines 'Hypocrite' as 'A person who professes beliefs and opinions that he or she does not hold in order to conceal his or her real feelings or motives.'

It's a bitter, bitter word.

Almost synonymous with 'liar'.

The world is scattered with hypocrites. Because the world is scattered with liars.

On the way to the bus in the morning, I'll tell myself, it's going to be a good day today. That single act alone, makes me a hypocrite. I profess belief that the day would be better, in order to conceal my doubts. When someone ask me, 'how're you?' and I respond, 'Fine, thank you.', I am being a hypocrite. I led the person to believe that I am fine, in order to hide the fact that I am not.

It is these mundane things that show a person who we really are. These little seemingly unremarkable acts that really shapes the person we have come to become.

So.

I have decided that being nice isn't all that bad. Being nice is second nature to me. I can be patient, helpful and nice. But I am tired of being nice to the people who obviously don't think much of me. People who haven't been saying nice things about me. People who are hypocrites but would never, ever admit it.
I can be nice. In fact, I can continue to be nice. But that would make me a hypocrite, would it not?

People are not like comic books, where you can see their thoughts written in italics alongside their hypercritical words, where everybody stand behind you when you are in the right, where villains are captured and good guys have 'happily-ever-afters'.

The world is not colored with black and white.

I miss Boston.

I miss Inti.

I miss 5S2.

Blood Donation

2009-03-17T05:45:00.000-07:00

Remember I bragged about donating blood a few weeks back? Well, here's the unabridged version. Muru and Siva, who donated blood beforehand, assured me that the needle they'll be using is a small one. Tiny. In fact, I wouldn't even feel it. Idiot that I am, I took their words to heart and bravely went and filled in my name on the form provided. First, the lady checked to make sure I was overweigh- I mean, over 50kg. I mean. Duh! Do I look less than 50 effing kilos to you? I honestly think there's something wrong with their weighting machine thingy however. It's like they're trying to discourage people to donate blood or something. XD

Anyway, she checked my bloodtype. :) AB. Take from everyone, give to no one. Mwahahaha!! *cough* Ironically, the little prick on my forefinger hurt more than the needle up my arm. But we'll get to that later. After she wrote down my bloodtype and all, I was sent to another doctor, who made sure I wasn't pregnant, don't do drugs, ate breakfast, and brushes my teeth every morning.

Then I waited for the nurse to 'attend' me. Contrary to what I was led to believe, they stuck a kick-ass HUGE needle into my poor arm... after the anesthetic, of course. duh! So, it honestly did not hurt much. :) Really. Like I said, the little prick to the finger actually hurt a little more.

I had my eyes closed the entire time the needle was close though. *grins* Li Sia (oh yeah, big hugs to her for accompanying me. Thanks!) made some very nice, 'eeeyeerrr... ouuucchhh.... aiii yeerrr...' sound effects. Then, 'Hey, Amy, she stick the entire-' 'DON'T TELL ME! I DON'T WANNA KNOW!' 'needle into your arm.'

After a while, the nurse found out that my left arm had been functioning without the use of oxygen (hence, no blood circulation) and therefore had to shift the needle to my right arm. Farhan sat there and smirked. He came later than I did, but finished his round faster. Unfairness.
Li Sia and Mel. :) *cough*chickens*cough* lol. Kidding lah. They wanted to donate. But they didn't sleep enough the day before (<5), so they're not allowed to. Plus we're having class until late evening that day. It's the thought that counts though. :P

I'm sorry to say I slept during class the rest of that week. And I fell down the next day, resulting in torn slacks, bloody knees, limping and more sleep.
Battle scars. *grins*
This is what my arm looked like at it's worst. It started to fade a few days later. :( It was fun scaring people. You people are so gullible...

Belated post - Valentine's Day

2009-03-17T05:23:00.000-07:00

Tried looking for the history of Valentines day. Gave up. Too messy. Been reading Watchmen. Sorry for the english.

Anyway... My roomie and I celebrated Valentine's day together this year.

Here are some pictures...

I mean, here are some pictures of SuiYing with her Apple pie.' *gasp* What do we have here?'
Suiying with her beloved Apple pie. Yes, Apple pie deserves to be spelled with a capital 'A'.
Yum!
As if to taunt us, the I had a heart shaped burger.

...

They probably thought suiying and I were a couple or something...

...

Little did they know she only came with me because of the Apple pie. *sniff*

Random? Pictures

2009-03-17T04:57:00.000-07:00

Walking back from the ktm station to Akasia/Cemara takes about twenty minutes if you walk really fast. Thirty if you stroll. There're always cars around, and little kids at one point ('cause of the school), with a couple 'o bus stops along the way, so it's really not as dangerous as it seems... (Cindy, if you're reading this, what mom doesn't know won't hurt her. )
Waiting for my plane to land. It never seizes to amaze me how these huge machines can be airborne.
Gardens, a few months back. They opted for pink instead of the blinding red during the chinese new year celebration.
Saw this in one of the ladies' loo in INTEC. Nice to know that there's still nice people around. :)
Midvalley.

Calculus and The Little Running Man

2009-03-07T00:52:00.000-08:00

So I was trying to study Calculus when this little picture caught my attention.
And I started wondering... why was this little guy in such a hurry?
I assume he was in a hurry to get rid of whatever he held his hand.
So that he can run away from it as fast as possible.

And get shelter.

But let's assume that he couldn't run away fast enough. And whatever was in his hand exploded as it fell to the bottom of the bin. He was propelled by the force of the explosion into the air.
Landing into a meat grinder which was meant to process chicken meat. Ironically killed by his own company's operation.
Disclaimer: I do not own the McDonald's® little running man.
Note: Big thanks to Francis for helping me with this. XD

Giddy

2009-02-23T05:19:00.000-08:00

I suppose this is just one of those days when I get sugar high enough to think:

Life is perfect.

I am content with where I am.

I've done all I could, and there is nothing I regret.

I love my friends.

My classes are great.

I have a demonstrative speech tomorrow but who cares?

My knees itch, not throb.

Aussie's a nice place to be.

I don't miss Sarikei.

Laptop's dying, but he's hanging on.

Whoever invented music was a genius.

My grammar's all wrong and I don't care.

My life doesn't suck.

I love my life.

Damn, I love it when I'm sugar high.

Needle Phobia~

2009-02-16T07:36:00.000-08:00

Donated blood today. I'm so proud of myself. XD

I'm learning to overcome my fears.

Now...

Lizards, here I come!

...

or maybe not.

Random People (emo post - you've been warned)

2009-02-14T02:27:00.000-08:00

I met three people worth blogging about on my trip to kl sentral yesterday.

I chose a seat in the end of the tren because KL Sentral is the last stop. The person sitting next to me was shaking visibly and muttering to himself in rapid Indian. For a fleeting second, I wanted to ask if he was okay. I wanted to pray for him, because he seemed like he needed someone to pray for him. I wanted to touch his arm, and tell him to calm down. Everything's going to be alright. I admit, I might have lost my mind for a moment there. Before I managed to do anything however, he shot me a look filled with unsaid fear and something I could not quite understand.

For the shortest moment, I could almost see his hands around my neck, choking the air out of me.

I reacted without thinking, taking my bag and walking purposefully to the other side of the tren.

I realised I was shaking. I rammed my cap over my eyes and held my bag close.

I know he might be just some harmless young man who is not quite right in the head. I just hope he didn't really hurt anyone.

Second, is a lady who found it necessary to grasp my wrist while I was crossing the road. I know should have paid more attention to the road, but the day have been horrible. Yesterday was one disaster after another and I had silently tuned off my brain in an attempt to cheer myself up. Who cares if everyone has been less than nice to me?

Either way, I crossed the road without thinking and she pulled me back. Two motorcycles sped past. It took my five seconds to realize that I could have been easily run down. By then she had pulled me across the road, her forehead wrinkled in anger. I remembered to thank her, but I don't think she heard me. I wanted to thank her again, because she reminded me that that there are still good people in the world. But what should I say? 'Thank you for being so nice to me. You have no idea how horrible today was.'? I thought not.

Where ever that kind lady is, I hope she has God's blessings with her.

The third person was a sixty plus years old man who sat beside me in the tren back. Well, he was supposed to be opposite me, but I gave my seat to a lady with two gigantic bags of laundry so I ended up sitting beside him after the next stop. The next forty five minutes was the most embarrassing forty five minutes I've had in the tren. Why is it that people find it necessary to drown their troubles in me? Can't they see that I'm an emotional wreck as it is?!

But I smiled and I laughed because that's what I'm good at. And I bit down my tongue and accepted that I'm a failure in life.

He's more than sixty years old. Otherwise, I would have lost my head.

I'm glad I didn't, however. He's an old man, who had no other friends than his family... and even his family did not bother to make sure he was okay. He went all the way from Klang to KL Sentral and back alone, because he does not know how to mingle. He's just a lonely old man.

I hope to god that when I'm sixty, I would not find it necessary to blame my failures in life to an innocent stranger in the tren.

I had to walk back to the hostel to make sure I was presentable.

I really, really hate being nice sometimes.

Damn Hypocrite

2009-02-08T03:08:00.000-08:00

Writing my second peer review. Because he lost the first one. enjoy

Did the paper touch your heart?

YES *snorts*

In what way/ How?

The writer talked about how his experience on the stage has changed him. This is a personal experience that is dear to his heart because it had made him the confident person that he is today. Constantly being the centre of attention has turned him into an egoistic, pompous bastard who deserves to be left to the bulls… damnit this is not working…

*deep breaths*

Stage fright is something that I can blablablablablablablablablablabla

What main idea is the writer trying to impress?

… personally, I think he’s effing trying to impress his girlfriend or something. I mean, who the hell writes: ‘I am a common student with a remarkable spirit.’?! And the guy can freaking ‘become a perfect human’! WTF?! Is he a genetically modified or mentally challenged? And apparently, he upgraded his confidence level to the pinnacle(peak, Surmount, The highest level)… that explains soooo much…

He freaking thinks people can become extinct for god’s sake. I keep telling the guy, ‘extinct’ is used for groups, populations, generations. Humanity will not die out just because oh high and mighty @!#!#@ kicked the bucket! But no… he insists that if he dies, the entire human population would too. WTF?!

Damndamndamndamndamndamn

WHY THE FUCK DID HE LOSE THE REVIEW PAPER?!?!?!?! I AM SO EFFING BIAS RIGHT NOW!!!

The writer is telling his readers that being frightened while dealing with an audience is perfectly blablablablablablablablablablabla

Does the introduction capture your attention and make you want to read on?

Yes Hell no.

Why?

Why The @#$%$ would I be interested in how he effing got to be so effing overconfident?! I mean, his idea on ‘not abiding the rules’ falls into bringing forbidden items to school, escaping assemblies and breaking into teacher’s room.’ Which is intriguing… did he break into a specific teacher’s room? Hmm…

The introduction gives us a lot on insight into what to expect in the rest of the essay as well as of the writer himself. However, the writer did not give much on the significance of some of the cough *affairs...

Which part of the paper did you like the best? In which paragraph?

*chokes* excuse me? Have you been paying attention to my previous answers? Let me steal a quote from Dorothy Parker, ‘this essay should not be thrown aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.’

But if I were to choose, I’d go for the last paragraph. Can’t wait for it to be over with.

This sentence is… disturbing. ‘I prayed to god to help me to finish my part smoothly like a flow of water in an ocean and like clear water from the tallest waterfall in the world.’

Water in the ocean… ever heard of the Bermuda Triangle? The clear water from the tallest waterfall in the world does not cascade down smoothly. It comes swiftly and mercilessly. The idiot was stupid enough to tell me that he quoted that from a book. He quoted A LOT from the book. If only I was evil enough…

I enjoyed the part where the writer narrated his first blablablablablablablabla

Mark an asterisk (*) at the places where you feel the writer seemed to jump from one idea to another.

*promptly enters asterisks in between every sentence*

Which of the five senses does the writer use in describing his or her personal experience?

None.

The writer focuses blablabla...

Give two suggestions to the writer to improve the paper.

First off, writing is Not your thing. Give up. No use embarrassing yourself. And making my life miserable.

Second, next time you insults my paper, I’m going to send the parts written in Italic to the lecturer.

The paper can be improved by correcting the blablabla...

I'm a damn hypocrite. I know. I'll have fun next time though. :) you can count on it!

Being Nice

2009-02-05T01:31:00.000-08:00

I'm learning to be less than nice. No, not evil. I've mastered that art long ago. :) I am trying to be mean-er.

I'm through being nice to people who're mean to me. I mean, wtf did I ever do to you?!

People who've heard me complain about the same thing over and over again this week, I'm sorry. But I'm still angry. And I now have a reason to be even angrier.

Story from the very start:

For our writing class, we have a thing called 'peer review' in which your essay will be graded by a friend and you will grade your friends review. I don't know if the guy did it deliberately but the review of my essay he wrote for me turned out to be something that can be summed into two words:

IT SUCKS

Needless to say, I was insulted and very, very infuriated. Why? simple. I had to go and write nice stuff about his essay. And to be even more pathetic, after I got my essay and review back, not only did I not blow up in his face, I went and helped him edit his essay and suggested some things he could add/omit to make his essay better. I am still disgusted with myself. Grow some freaking backbone idiot!

To make matters worse, the guy lost the peer review I did for him. And the original essay. He doesn't even have the soft copy.

That was before Chinese New Year.

How am I supposed to reproduce a review based on a non-existent essay?

The peer review accounts for five percent in my finals.

We have so much assignments to do.

And my brain refuses to cooperate with me.

Sometimes, I wish I am nasty and just shoot him down.

The egoistic ass could have at least apologized properly to me!

I effing hate being nice.

O.O

2009-02-03T01:26:00.000-08:00

I thought my housemates were talking to each other in their room...

Until one of them walked out and they started talking at the same time...

...

they're both on their phones.

My brain is officially dead.

Crap.

Year of the Ox

2009-02-02T05:30:00.000-08:00

This year is supposed to be really good for the year of the Metal Horse, meaning everyone born in the year 1990.
I take that as the worse omen of all.
Bad luck, I can counter.
Good luck... I have no idea how to handle.
Also, I've -finally- made some new year resolutions.
I know I'm jumping from one idea to the next.
It's nine thirty.
I need to go to sleep.
My roomie will be mortified to read this.
By the way, I'm currently addicted to chewing gum.
I swallowed two today.
joy.
anyway, Happy belated Chinese New Year!

Personal Experience essay

2009-01-22T02:23:00.001-08:00

I actually feel like crying.
I know I shouldn't.
And I know I wouldn't.
Because I musn't.
I know the writing isn't as bad as he claims.
But it's personal.
It's insulting.
Degrading.
Demoralizing.
I can't believe I feel like crying.
Fuck him.

This is what happens when I stop being angry.

Need to rant.

2009-01-22T01:46:00.000-08:00

I didn't know i forgot to post this up. Might explain some stuff. Btw, I was angry as hell when i wrote this, so I'm sorry if i offended anyone.

We wrote a personal experience essay in which we were to write about an experience which changed our lives. This afternoon, we were assigned into pairs, our papers exchanged and we gave each other reviews. This is what my 'peer' reviewed for me. I want to find a hole to crawl into and bawl.

Was the writing for you, to you?

NO

that's because i'm writing for myself. It's PERSONAL EXPERIENCE essay. I'm bloody sharing it aren't I?

Did the paper touch your heart?

NO

fuck off.

In what way. How?

It's like she's writing a diary entry.

It's a personal experience essay. Which part of PERSONAL do you not get?

Does the introduction capture your attention and make you want to read on?

NO

Why?

It's just like a common type of novel with extraordinary phrases.

The guy thinks Harry Potter 3 is boring... and too DEEP. Fuck him.

Which part of the paper did you like the best? In what paragraph?

In paragraph 4.

Paragraph 4 : I was almost fourteen when death first pried it's cold, cruel hands into my life.

Which of the five senses does the writer use in describing his or her personal experience?

the writer use the sense of hearing.

In which fucking sentence did I even TOUCH about hearing?

Give two suggestions to the writer to improve the paper.

Its hard to understand, a lot of metaphore.
A slow story.

Flu

2008-12-21T20:12:00.000-08:00

For anyone who's wondering why i've suddenly decided to turn into a hermit, I offer you one word: FLU

Damn that virus.

I was infected since after I came back from shah alam two weeks ago.

Am still freaking sneezing my nose off.

my sister's surprised that my nose it still intact. (she's keeping her distance with me)

Head's spinning.

Am going back to sleep.

Shah Alam

2008-11-23T21:28:00.000-08:00

Couple of days ago, i walked into KFC and ordered myself an ice cream and some fries (dinner).

I realised I haven't heard my own voice for almost a week.
My housemate went out with her parents and has some church activities to attend so I'm left alone in the hostel.
It's a pretty cool experiment actually. I wanna try and find out how long I can stand not talking.

Not very long.

I'm humming the pirates of the Caribbean song as I type.

And i have a confession to make.
I am currently in love with the song, 'Parla Piu Piano.'

...

1972

Hence the horrible screeching noise.

I apologize to the rest of the miserable folks in Akasia.

...

Blame Gianni Morandi.

...

I'm sorry.

Paradox

2008-09-14T20:07:00.000-07:00

Example of a paradox: I hate toefl, however I like toefl classes. For one thing, the lecturer sits on the chair and never gets up. For another, the computers have internet connection. In addition, most of the time, it's possible to multi-task, especially when i'm doing the listening section - like right now.
Barron's Practise Test 3.
question 1, 'what are the students mainly discussing?'
. . . crap. TEMBAK!!!!
question 2: . . . TEMBAK!!!
question 6: . . . *reload* TEMBAK!!!
Now, onwards to the second lecture: Social Influence.
Onemanga, here I come. >______< my weekly updates of Bleach comes from my toefl classes. I'm proud to say that I'm still updated. Ikaku!!! Don't die!!!!!

*the woman's still talking about results of groups in individual decisions*

Toefl classes also give me time to read my roomie's blog. . . My classmates may have come to the conclusion that i'm crazy, due to the sudden burst of laughter for no apparent reason.

One bad thing about toefl classes is that you susah payah answer until question thirty three, endure four? five? boring lectures, then suddenly you realise you don't have enough time and will have to continue during the next class. Which generally means you'll have to listen to the soporific lectures all over again because there're no such thing as 'continue' in Barron's. Genius.

Like today. I blame myself. No. Wait. I don't blame myself. I blame Barron. Whoever the poor stupid guy is.

Emo-ism

2008-08-29T02:32:00.000-07:00

I filled my handphone with happy songs, decorated my apartment with joyous wallpaper, filled my head with insanely humourous quotes, spend what little of my free time cheering myself up. And yet, there are still times when I elapse into total and complete emo-ism. I hate Intec. I Hate Shah Alam. I HATE SAT. I HATE waking up in the morning. I HATE staying here. I hate this bloody place and the bloody exams. I hate the food here and lack thereof. I hate the terms and conditions of the you-know-what. I hate the choices we are forced to make. I hate the way the world chooses to turn. I hate the insanity of the mechanisms in my brain. I hate the fragility of my soul. I hate the fact that I am able to hate so many things at once. I expecialy hate being emo.

Second week Shah Alam

2008-07-12T22:52:00.000-07:00

To quote from my lecturer, yes, you heard me, my lecturer said this : 'This is the shittiest place ever!' But I'm really enjoying my classes, making new friends, jogging everyday, and staying within walking distance with Keren. ^v^I've decided to stay here for two years due to lack of intelligence required to finish this course within a year. To fulfill the requirements to go to the states, I don't just need to be hardworking, I need to be hardworking + super smart. Hence, I'm giving up. lol. I'll tackle things as they come, but I'm not going to stoop into kiasu-ism and study from five to eleven everyday.

Anyway, we have a class forcing us to read fiction!!!! Dang! How great can that be?!! Moving on. I found out that I have a lousy vocab. and even lousier grammar. Nice ain't it? Considering ninety percent of my SAT scores depends on how good my English is. congratulations Amy, you're a dead gal. Which explains why I've been trying to swallow my brand new Rm40.00 'Collins' dictionary. Can't blame me for wanting to stay alive.

Keren and I spent the last two days roaming around KL. Friday we went to sudang ( I think) and yesterday we were at . . . umm. . . *turns around and asks Keren* Midvalley! I knew that!! According to Keren, I cannot be left alone. If I wanna to out, I must go with Keren. *Reads mantra to self* I must not leave Shah Alam alone. I must not leave Shah Alam alone. I must not. . . NOAH!! WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GET HERE????

Ahem! So, today's Sunday. Tomorrow's... Monday. DAAAANGGGGGG!!! I mean, school is good... School is great... studying is good for me... *deep breaths* I love INTEC... I love Shah Alam... I love SAT...

I think I'll just blog about happy stuff. I'm surrounded by workaholics... That's not right. *Deep breath* My roommate is the most adorable sixteen year old EVER!!!!! Plus she's super smart, so she's gonna try to get to US next year. ^_^ Sui Ying The Adorable does not require sleep, feeds on cendawan(mushroom) and is currently in love with her new pair of glasses (which she's restraining from taking off-ever). According to her, she likes looking at the world. lol.

After spending two days outta Shah Alam, Keren is happier than I've seen her in many, many days. ^^ we managed to quench our thirst by seeing normal people in normal clothes. We almost finished roaming the entire Midvalley yesterday. Talk about sore feet. . . So, she's fine today. Let's just hope she'll be fine till the next Saturday, when we shall get out of this miserable place. Tina!!! Flo!!! We miss you!!! I've managed to run dry on $$. almost. This week, I shall feast on wholemeal bread (which Keren and I bought for 99cents each yesterday) and water. One SAT book costs hundred and sixty ringgit! How am I supposed to survive like this??!! I hope we get our allowance soon.

*yawn* i should be heading back to my dictionary soon. Love ya'all. See you soon *am gonna go print out the air ticket soon* :D take care! God bless.

Note for Noah: Keren and I will be waiting. . .

Sixth Day in INTEC, UiTM

2008-07-04T00:56:00.000-07:00

Sleep deprivation has rendered me incapable of starting/speaking/typing/thinking of, a logical/intelligent/normal, conversation/blog/essay. So I'm excusing myself from blogging crap (as if I ever did otherwise). So, today is my sixth day in INTEC. I actually managed to find myself a computer. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!! I so smart. lol. Actually, Keren and Sui Ying and Yin Shin found it together with little to no help from me. haha. I'm so bloody sleepy. Sleepy=crappy=unreasonable. Anyway, I have LOOAADDSSSS of pictures to show ya'all. But due to a certain lack of a USB and all that stupid junk we need just to transfer the pictures I need to this computer. . . So. . . anyone missing me or not??

INTEC is not bad lah. Of all things, I'm enjoying being able to just walk over to Keren's apartment whenever I want. Yesterday, we all talk at her apartment till eleven thirty baru went back to our own apartment to sleep. And this morning, she dragged me over to go joggin with her. Lol. Kidding lah. I went willingly. I so fat, Keren so thin. As if she can drag me. . . *thinks* wait. . . Don't see Keren thin thin, think she very weak ahh. That girl, SUPERWOMAN i tell you. SUPERWOMAN, man!!!!! But I'm not going to elaborate, coze I value my life. Dun wanna die yet.

Anyway, just wanna tell ya'all that I love Keren. I love Tina. I love Flo. I love my family. I love my cats. Am starting an affair with my room mate. Love the stuff toy my classmates gave me last year. And I would LOVE to sleep!!! Right now, Keren's is showing pictures to David. :D Am so happy 'I can finally go online. I miss the computer lah. (this is costing us two ringgit per hour. plus webcam somemore!!!) ANYWAY, i keep getting sidetracked. For the orientation week, we had to get up at five something (five fifteen for me) to bath and prepare ourselves, coze the bus leaves at six fifteen. *rolls eyes* six ninety five. And we get to go back at eleven, so we get to sleep at one. Oh, the joy of not sleeping. Now can you understand why I'm so sleepy? Plus I'm snappy. Sleepy+test(yesterday)+no coffee = evil amy.

I'm so bloody sleepy!!!! Haha. Have to go sleep soon. I'm gonna sleep early today. Later have to go do somemore shopping. I waste so much money on food ah. Junk food!!!! cheers for the smart guy/gal who invented junk food. Tomorrow am gonna try and find my way to KLCC with my room mate. So, have your fingers crossed for the stupid gal who can get lost in Sarikei. haha. My roommate's nowhere near as hopeless as I am. haha. Gonna get off now. This is costing me my dinner. Apples for me tonight. Love everyone. See ya'all soon when you come to KL. haha. Am counting on NOAH to drive out here to fetch Keren and me back to Kuching NOAH!!!! Where art thou??? lol.

Royally PISSED!!

2008-06-05T22:31:00.000-07:00

My neighbour, who find it necessary to rear a hundred freaking dogs at once, are asses. There! I said it. My freaking, &*@#&#@$%#@#%#^@%@#!@^%&$*^ neighbour, who decided that one dead dog is not worth worrying about when they have a thousand more scattered around the entire neighborhood. I'll put a picture up here, but then. . . I'll be being unfair to the poor, deceased, @@#$ing dog. Do you know where the lil' thing decided to drop dead?

OUTSIDE MY #$%^ING BEDROOM WINDOW!!

Wanna know how long it has been there?

SINCE YESTERDAY MORNING!!!

I had to sleep with the stench of death lingering in through my bedroom windows, seeping into my dreams, wake up with the !@#$%^& odour glued to my nostrils, haunting my every step. They'd better remove the corpse fast or I'll freaking call the animal-abuse center. The poor, stupid thing. . .

DIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hobbies

2008-06-04T17:44:00.000-07:00

Because I'm an evil and annoying sister, I'm gonna blog about my sisters friends. *evil grin* And since I'm being unreasonably cruel, I'm going to compare!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MWahahahahahahhahahahahhaha!!!!!!
My sister's friends came to our house the other day. Anyway, I told 'em, "Sorry ah. . . we don't have much to do around here. We DO have lots of movies though and I've some games in my computer, if you're interested." and you know what those lil' ~~devils~~ uhh. . . angels told me?
"No thanks, chess is much more interesting."
what the ?!!!I'm so glad for Keren and Tina. At least I know they're human. Which means I'm normal. In our free time, we prefer to go shopping. lol.
G-maths. The second most boring game in existence - right next to chess. My lil' sisters' friends plays g-maths.
We watch MOVIES.
They join chess competitions. I have absolutely NO IDEA how they survive three days of continuous chess games. I'm being forced to play chess with my lil' sis once a month and it's taking me ginormous will-power to just sit there. Hell, wanna know how I play chess with my sister?
*move pawn aside*
*King commit suicide*
PAARRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
My sister and her friends are somewhere in that picture. . .

due to a certain lack in status and height, I was only able to take a picture from far far, far away.
ANYWAY, off shopping. hicks.

Pipes!!

2008-06-04T01:37:00.000-07:00

These things made my malnourished skin two shades darker than it already is and my hands looking like I'm suffering from some skin disease for two days. :( Anyhow, I'm quite happy at how they turned out.
This is the last one, used mainly for watering the pot of plant right next to it.
Second last, installed for the sake of the new washing machine. *grins*
An inverted one. hehe. Umm. . . this one is for the yet-to-be-built stand for washing clothes.
This one makes four. :D
*tortured voice* with promise of more to come soon.
This one, made me ran to and fro the main water supply countless times, feed the numerous mini vampires aka The Almighty MOSQUITOES, have glue stuck to my hand for two freaking days and the ultimate reason I am two shades darker. BEHOLD, the pipe that started it all!!
Anyway, I'm proud to say that I've mastered the basics of plumbing! Mwahahahaha.
Lesson One (from dad): If it doesn't fit, force it.
Lesson Two(dad): When a pipe leaks, apply glue. Again and again and again until it doesn't leak.
Lesson Three(dad): When annoyed, get cindy(my lil sis) to do it for a while. It makes me feel so much better to see her suffer in change. *evil grin*
Lesson Four(definitely dad): If it can't be forced to fit, break it. It probably deserves it anyway.
Lesson Five(mom): Next time I'm doing this stuff, Cindy's gonna be my umbrella slave.

Quick Update

2008-06-01T19:36:00.001-07:00

So. . . here's a quick post on all the stuff that has happened so far. Backwards.
1. Installed 4(5?) pipes around my house. Anyway, here's a picture of my poor hand after three hours of suffering. Mind you, it still looks like that today. Will show you guys a picture of the taps after. I'm quite proud of myself. :D Amy the plumber! lol. Actually. . . one of them's leaking due to the lack of glue. :( will fix it after my dad buys all the necessary spare parts.2. Finished reading Harry Potter book 1,2,3,4, and 5. Again.
3. Bought 2 sets of Baju Kurung, 3 pink long sleeve t-shirts, and a pair of over-priced pants.
4. Met up with Tina, Flo and Keren. :D Umm. . . I just found out that I didn't turn on night vision when I took all the pictures that day so. . . stupid, stupid brain
5. Ate lots of chocolate.
6. Withdrew from Inti College.
7. Wrote a long, long letter to Inti College.
8. Logged off from my central nervous system, my brain.
9.Do you know what this is??
Institusi: Universiti Di Amerika Syarikat.
I am one lucky gal. :D anway, congratulations to all of my friends who got it also. :)

Teachers' Day

2008-06-01T19:24:00.000-07:00

Yes, I realize I haven't updated in a while. So many things seem to have happened recently I honestly don't know where I should start. Umm . . . On May the sixteenth, Friday, my EX(I'll get back to that later) course mates organized a Teacher's Day party for our lecturers. Overall comment: . . . the cake was nice
sitting(from left): Miss Lynette(my Maths lecturer), Miss Lau(my bio lecturer) and Miss Wong(*shudders* Chemistry)

. . . Valerie and I sort of, sneaked out after they cut the cake. :P Well, we paid five ringgit for it, and wished the teachers' Happy Teacher's Day. As far as I'm concerned, our job's done. Hicks. It was awkward as hell.

Tagged

2008-05-14T20:37:00.000-07:00

lol. Even Tina answered all the questions!! Since my school computer can read chinese, I might as well make full use of the application lab which I paid $200 for. *grin*

It's eleven forty four now, according to the lousy computer. Lets see how long I'll need to answer all these ma fan (troublesome) questions. . .

1. 如果你有特异功能，你会干什么？
答: Duh! Conquer Earth! (time taken: 2 seconds - I'm a slow typer. . . )

2. 最满意你身体的哪一部分？
答: Fingers!! :) I can't play piano without 'em. . . due to the fact that I have small hands, I tend to play everything super speed, which is very fun(and according to my sister, super annoying. . . coze she can't? haha) . But I can't play songs that requires hands the size of basketballs. :( Anyway, I'm grateful for 'em. :D (time taken: wha? two minutes?! )

3. 认为自己哪一个优点最讨人欢喜？
答: I dunno. . . According to Flo. . . I'm sweet? Hehe. I have no idea. (time taken: five minutes)

希望有个怎样的恋爱？
答: Can I skip this question? . . . I suppose not. . . umm. . . One that's happy, I suppose, preferrably with minimal tears. :P (time taken: five minutes)

5. 你最想去哪个地方？
答: I wanna go. . . Form 6!! Where Keren, Tina, Flo and all my other friends are right now. (time taken: one minute)

6. 最受不了自己哪个缺点？
答: Inability to keep a conversation going on for long before lapsing into an awkward, annoying silence. (time taken: half a minute)

7. 如果有不开心的事情，你会怎么办？
答: Play piano. Very, very aggresively which equals to very fast, and very loud. Eventually, I'll feel better and start playing softly. :P (time taken: one minute)

8. 最害怕失去的东西？
答: . . . A lot of things actually. I don't wanna lose anything. (time taken: three minutes)

9. 现在最想做的事？
答: Finnish this thing. Dang! I have eleven questions left?!! (time taken: half a minute)

10. 若遇見喜歡的人，你會怎樣做？
答: Run away. very fast. (time taken: five seconds?)

11. 说出点你名的人的3个优点。
答: My oldest sister: kind, compassionate and hardworking. :) (time taken: one minute)

12. 你最希望你的另一半对你做的一件事？
答: make lots and lots of money for me to spend. haha. Kidding lah... umm... I dunno boh. *refers to Keren and Tina's answer* Umm. . . Buy me flowers? Lots and lots of pretty flowers. haha. I'm so tamak. (time taken: six minutes)

13. 爱在心里口难开时, 你会怎么办？
答: Isn't this the same as question 7. Hai yo. . . *refer to question 7* (time taken: ten seconds)

14. 你最讨厌怎样的人？
答: People who take things for granted. (time taken: thirty seconds)

15. 你最难过的事情。
答: Umm. . . everytime I lose something that I treasure. (time taken: thirty seconds)

16. 你觉得最美的事物是什么？
答: My new piano? haha. Joking. . . Sunset? sunrise? The beach? Trees? Lightning? I find a lot of things breathtaking. :P But I do know what the ugliest thing is though. The freaking computer I'm using right now. It crashed on me just now. Luckily blogspot autosaves everything. *sigh* ( so it's now eighteen past twelve )

17. 你认为遇到什么样的事情才会令你觉得人性很黑暗？
答: Losing everything or anything dear to me. (time taken: one minute)

18. 如果能让你实现一个愿望，会是什么？
答: World peace, I suppose. For how ever short a time. Wouldn't it be a waste if I can wish for anything at all and I wasted it on stuff like chocolates and books? . . . can I take that back please?(time taken: two minutes)

19. 至今，你最遗憾的是什么？
答: Why oh why did I ever start on answering this freaking thing? WHY??!!!!

20. 觉得人生最重要的事情是什么？
答: Joy. :) I agree with Tina

Time taken to do the entire thing? 12.25 - 11. 44 = *my maths is lousy* . . . 41minutes?

Second week of school(Form 6 & Inti) :D

2008-05-14T05:28:00.000-07:00

Pure, complete and utter boredom. . . I'm beginning to wonder why I even bother. Well, except for my Statistics and Bio Classes, which I enjoy tremendously. . . Mostly due to the fact that the Statictic lecturer craps a lot. And Keren and Tina and Flo should know that I enjoy talking rubbish(and listening to it. hehe). :P And Bio coze I simply adore biology. . . I can actually draw a graph with percentage of liking bio versus level of hating Chemistry. You can get a really nice proportionally increasing line(due to lack of physics in my timetable, i have lost all knowledge of the said subject altogether. Thank you.) Anyway, I went to Form 6 this Monday. :D coze I mizz my old friends to much. *sniff* I have loads of pictures actually. . . But that requires me to link my poor, disintegrating handphone with my rapidly degrading computer, which in turn will crash altogether and end up with me(the poor, insistent stupid owner of the clearly maltreated computer) sulking for the rest of the day. I rather not, thank you very much. . .
But I have so many nice pictures to show ya'all!!
*after fifty minutes of scrambling, squinting, swearing and sweating*
. . .
. . .
First sign of madness: debating with myself.
Hey, people do that all that time!! rite?
Three Bee-you-ti-ful gals walking ahead of me. :) I didn't take any pictures in the school though. . . Mostly because I'm a pathetic coward who adores my handphone too much to risk getting it rampas for three months. . . *weak smile* I managed to slip past the registration by the way. Actually, I was shooed away from the registration desk before I could fill in my name. :D After standing a while with my friends while they hand in their enrollment form, the nice lady on the desk told us to 'get lost! you're blocking the way!' hehe. kidding lah. . .
Dunno why I keep getting thirsty that day. Sorry Tina. I ended up dragging the pretty gal all the way to a far, far away cafe just to get a glass of cola. . . which only made me even thirstier. :P
Keren and Flo. (with plastic bag)
Flo and Keren (without plastic bag)
After standing in the middle of the sidewalk for roughly two minutes, we (being Keren :) ) realised that the people driving past were looking at us as if we're nuts. . . which isn't very far from the truth actually. . . Ahh. . . in my case maybe. hicks. *whispers to self* I mustn't drag my friends into my realm of insanity. . .
Anyway, we took shelter behind and tree and continued to take pictures. :D Left to right: Flo, Keren and me.
Right to left: Me, Tina and Flo.
Keren and Flo had to rush back to Kuching High at around three. :(
Tina and I continued our brave journey to Hopoh. . . Under the rain. Dang!!Oh, but I got my hands on a copy of Detective conan comic I always wanted!! :) I have this actually. . . only in Chinese. . . and English if I wanna print out. . . I know. I'm obsessed.
After walking for about half and hour under the huge rain we FINALLY reached Wisma Hopoh. :P Tina wanted to get a pair of specs.
Oh, then after that I had to go straight to my Malaysian Studies class(with blood dripping from these words). I had nasi lemak, made by my mom. :( Due to the fact tat I was out with my friends all day, I only had one helping of this tasty dish. My mom and sister had two each. Per meal. Dang!!!!! Anyway, for my Malaysian Studies class, I brought my handphone, my earphones and a bottle of water. 'nuff said.

Oh, and to all you people taking form 6, I wish you all the best! good luck!! Work hard!! and God bless! :)

Cats!!

2008-05-11T14:59:00.000-07:00

My cat. :) isn't if just adorable??I think it's trying to eat my hand... :P
'Ahh.... so full...'
My auntie's cat, also known as, The Royal Highness(with a capital 'R').
'Touch me and you die'

Classroom dilemma

2008-05-10T20:20:00.000-07:00

First week into my second ~~disaster~~ semester. Well, a lot of stuff have happened.
. . .
But I'm too lazy to blog about all of them here. :(
We had two hours of Maths on Monday with an unfamiliar face. Mathematics was taught by a different lecturer on the last semester. It was. . . enlightening. The lecturer's a vegetarian and a devout Buddhist. I heard she's quite a 'popular' lecturer (to quote from my bio lecturer) . *shrug* I dunno, I think I'm kinda used to the previous lecturer. I'll probably grow into her... eventually.
I had driving test on Tuesday :D as I've promptly informed everyone on the previous post.
Wednesday. . . Four hours of continuous Maths. . . nuff said.
I had fun on Thursday. :D We were supposed to have four hours of continuous Chemistry. And ya'all know how much I despise Chemistry, no? I remember back in Form 5, every time before the Chemistry exam I'll have a panic attack. Not a miniature one to boot. Not fun I tell you. Then I'll imbibe lotsa coffee. Seriously, I'll get a glass, add four to five tablespoon of Nescafe so that it'll probably fill one quarter of the entire glass and hot water. It'll be bitter. But it'll help me feel better. :) Anyway, Thursday. We were supposed to start out class at 8.00am in H105. Owing to the fact that the air conditioning broke down, we had to move to H104. Oh, the same alphabet in front means they're basically situated at the same building. Umm... then, we had to move to the lab as H104 didn't have a computer. After which we moved to A303 which is at the opposite side of the school and on Level 3 to boot. Unfortunatly, A303 was being used by some students so we had to move to H206. For some absurd reason, H206 didn't have any windows so Val went and opened the door. There must be a couple ~~thousand~~ dozen students in there. Talk about embarrassing. The lecturer finally decided to cancel the class. So, the entire semester 2 students (yup, all three of us) decided to go somewhere to eat. After about five minutes of rejoicing, the lecturer called and changed her mind so we had to go to class. :( H106.
Anyway, here's some eerie pictures I took while roaming around inti on Friday. We had to stay till 6.30!!!! Straight out of the scene from some ghost movie.
Stairs to H206. Very nice window right?
Oh, Val and I climbed to the top floor due to the lack of stuff to do.
And here's a notice we found. Apparently some people has been smoking here so they find it necessary to claim there's a hidden device around here. *chuckles* sure. . .
My Friday's class is here.Through this door. *door creaks open*
In this very classroom. . .

*screams in horror*

Driving Test

2008-05-05T23:44:00.000-07:00

I ~~miraculously~~ passed. The examiner was a very, very, very nice guy. Haha. Otherwise I would've failed. *nods* Yup, totally. :) Absolutely. For one thing, I almost drove into the wrong road. I KNOW I'm suppose to know the routes by now...
...
Having no sense of direction sucks...
I was supposed to drive towards the sign boards that points to Serian. But then, I suddenly went into, 'Hell... I think I'm in the wrong road...' coze I had a nightmare yesterday about driving towards Gawd knows where. Dang! I was so blardy nervous I went on and had a nightmare about failing my test!! Talk about embarrasing!!! ANYWAY, I went into a miniature panic attack and forgot where I was ( I was in the middle of a roundabout). I blardy almost missed my exit(or whatever you call the roads you're supposed to go to from the roundabout). And he went and pointed, 'Eh, you're supposed to go there.'

'oh. Okay.'

*signal*

*TYRES SCREEEEEECCCCCHHHHHHHHH*

. . .

'You dunno the roads here hoh?'

Silence.

'No.'

And thus, he's henceforth responsible for pointing me in the right direction. *peace sign* hehe. Oh, and the engine died once. :P He overlooked it, luckily. And when I got to the ~~inhumanly humongous~~ roundabout, I was like. . . *shift to free gear* umm... since I'm not gonna move anyway? *weak grin* I can almost see the guy banging his face on the dashboard. 'Move a bit to the front.' 'uh. . . sure.' 'MOVE!!' *gear one...two...three* :) *another peace sign* My driving instructor says I should really thank the guy. :) I agree. Should get his hp no and intro him to many pretty gals. haha.

Anyway, it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. I can't believe I actually lost sleep because of this lil' thing. *sigh* Oh, and note to Keren : the only reason the examiner's not dead is coze he can break from his side. :P otherwise. . . I'd have a homicide in my hands. Quote from Wikipedia: 'Homicide is not always an illegal act.' :) For example, when you wanna get rid of an annoying neighbour... but I'll leave that story to another post.

Quote from Vallery: 'the tester was seriously very very very kind... impossible to fail...' See! I'm not the only one who thinks so.

Incidental residents

2008-05-03T20:16:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, mom and dad were talking to my sisters via msn (with the webcam :P) and the conversation went to newspaper box.
Newspaper box.And the birds haunting the newspaper box in the wee hours of the morning.
And the nest in the newspaper box. :) After mom found out that they were building a nest in the box, we informed the newspaper delivery man. Otherwise he'll be stuffing the papers onto the poor lil' birdies. :P

Oriental Magpie Robin.

I went through the trouble to google them. :) it was easy actually. I typed in 'Malaysian Birds' and scroooooolllllllllleeddddddd. Haha. Well, they built the nest. But I doubt they'll lay eggs in there. The newspaper box is situated on our front(and only) gate. Which we have to open every time we wish to leave/enter the house. I have no idea why they wanted to build the nest there in the first place.
Thus said, I wikipedia'ed (proper grammar was thrown outta the window as soon as i finished SPM) 'Oriental Magpie Robin'. These birds nests in holes(when I told mom this, my lil' sister went, "Then we make lotsa holes for them to live in!!" T____T cute) Quote: 'The Oriental Magpie Robin is a common and tame bird. It is terrestrial, hopping along the ground with cocked tail. The male sings loud melodic notes from the top of a perch during the breeding season.'
Ya lah ya lah. Meaning it's always breeding season so they'll probably be singing for the rest of the year.
Oh yah. Since I'm blogging. Just show you guys(and gals) and couple o' pics I took outside my house. :)
I think this is the prettiest flower ever!!
I can't remember the English name of this thing... 'Peria' in malay, , Balsamaeble in Danish, Balsempeer in Dutch, Karvaskurkku in Finnish, Concombre amer in French, Balsambirne in German, Pomo meraviglia in Italian, in Nepalese, Bálsamo in Spanish, Bittergurka in Swedish, or 'Ku gua' in Chinese. Haha. Oh, and bitter guord in English.
Remember the post I did about what'll happen if I were left in charge of my garden? Umm... the one with veges? Umm... click here
I wasn't totally bluffing about plants monopolizing the walls of my house
coze they honestly are. :D

Detective Conan

2008-05-01T21:50:00.000-07:00

I've been aching to blog about Detective Conan. Even if it's just for the sake of putting up this nice picture. :) Detective Conan Movie 12 : Full Score of Fear. Dang! I wish I could watch it here, in Malaysia. *sobx* I can keep dreaming...

Poor Image was removed... :(

But anyway. Since I won't get to see the movie till God know's when, I'll resume my brooding. . .

. . .

Too lazy to write anything... :P

Akumetsu

2008-05-01T06:59:00.001-07:00

I'm currently in love with Akumetsu. :D
Though I generally avoid reading violent stuff. But Akumetsu is just TOO COOL!!
Plus I'm in love with his sense of justice.
X__X
And his super cool hair style!!
X___X
And his sarcasm.
X____X
And his adorableness!!
X_____X
Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. And guilty.

This manga deals with a lot of economical and political stuff I don't understand. *sobx* But I'll live. I'll just look at the pretty pictures. :D Seriously, whenever things get confusing, that miniature version of Akumetsu *points left* (the one with the axe) will come out and explain. :)
Akumetsu actually means 'Destroyer of Evil'.

"To eradicate evil...Akumetsu"

*swoons*

Well, I still think it contains too much umm... gore. x__x I like my manga light and fluffy. Preferably with flowers, chocolate, katana and crack. Hehe. But I've been following the manga diligently for the past couple of weeks now. Actually, I'm too lazy to start from the begining so I just start reading at wherever my trusted mouse clicks... that'll probably be around... When Akumetsu paid a visit to the Prime Minister? :) Contrary to popular belief, there's no limit to a randomholic's laziness. My first impression was a really cool guy in a really cool suit wearing a really cool mask and sporting a really cool grin. You can see why I'm hooked. T__T Well, if it gets too bloody, I promise I'll stop reading. :D I trust onemanga to inform me if it gets a pg-18 rating. Yes I'm a coward. Thank you very much for noticing.
Lol. Anyway, I went and googled Akumetsu just now. (See!! I do my homework before I blog. :) ) And guess what??!! Turns out Akumetsu ish considered Seinen... *blank look* so I went on and googled 'Definition: Seinen'

Seinenis a subset of manga and anime that is generally targeted at an 18–30 year old male audience, but the audience can be much older with some comics aimed at businessmen well into their 40s.

What the choc?! 18-30 year old MALE audience?!! Wait... It get even worse..

It has a wide variety of art styles and more variation in subject matter, ranging from the avant-garde to the pornographic.

Excuse me?! Pornograhic??!!!! And what the choc does avant-garde means?! *googles avant-garde* 'Avant-garde (pronounced [ɑvɑ̃gɑʁd] in French) means "advance guard" or "vanguard".^[1] The adjective form is used in English, to refer to people or works that are experimental or innovative, particularly with respect to art, culture, and politics.' *blank look* MOVING ON. . .

The female equivalent to seinen manga is josei manga. In Japanese, the word Seinen only means "young man" or "young men", and it is not indicative of sexual matter. Examples include 3×3 Eyes, Boogiepop Phantom, Chobits, Tenjho Tenge, Elfen Lied, Fate/stay night, Oh My Goddess!, Trigun Maximum, Rozen Maiden, xxxHolic, and Zero no Tsukaima.

Since my sister/s consider 'Chobits' off limits to me, I suppose I should stop reading Akumetsu? I can't believe I actually introduced the manga to my lil' sister... Thank God she hasn't found the time to read it yet...

Flo's Birthday

2008-04-28T23:34:00.000-07:00

Keren did a swell post 'bout Flo's birthday, so I'll cut the crap to minimum.
Flo blowing out her birthday candles!! :) I wonder what she wished...
Yay!! Haha. Keren and I were actually worried no one would turn up. :) thanx every one!!
Flo and Jake.
Reminds me of the old western movies... Three guys plotting to murder someone... haha.
Two guys plotting horrible revenge!!!! mwahahahahahhaha!!!

or maybe it's just my imagination running wild. x__x
We were planning where to go...
Seriously looks like we're in a meeting rite??

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(cute chocoholic's embarrased)

Brand New Yamaha Piano!!!

2008-04-28T20:08:00.000-07:00

This is my old piano. :) Which has been with me for the past nine years. *sniff* Ahem! Anyway, my parents bought this piano for my sisters and I in the year 1999. *sniff sniff* I suddenly feel so guilty for some reason...
Anyway, there's something wrong the with wood they used to make it. For one thing, I can never clean it thoroughly enough. Umm... If I recall correctly, the model is LU90. Apparently, they found that they didn't go through the exact procedures while manufacturing this model. :( so I have to clean the piano once every two months. Otherwise you'll see this great lump of greyish white thing in my living room instead of a piano. And that usually takes me about thirty to forty minutes long as I can't use water, I can't rub the cloth too hard, I can't use soap(duh!) and I have to get rid of every bit of imperfection on my beautiful piano.
So, a year ago... lol. And no. I'm not exaggerating. Anyway, a year ago we had a technician over to tune our suffering piano and he told my mom that he can actually help us umm... lodge a complain? haha. Well, he wrote a very long report and had some people come over and take pictures. And voila! We had a new piano. :D Model JU109.
These people came yesterday, with their big truck and all.
Bless 'em. The piano is 177kg ya know? That's pretty amazing.
Shipped all the way from Indonesia. :D
For a little while, I was the proud owner of 2 pianos. :D
And then there was one. :(
It's actually quote similiar to the one I had. :) only newer.
Big hugs to Yamaha. haha. Can't believe they actually sampai hati give me a newer model after 9 years. :) I was actually quite happy with the old one. Albeit I have to clean it so much. But if you insist. hicks. :) :)
And then they took back my older piano. *sobx* Mom had to go and ask them what they're gonna do with my long-suffering piano. Turns out they're gonna put it outta it's misery.
*sniff* *sniff*
They were still very careful with it though. . . all 215kg of it. Polished Ebony finish. Stupid polish. *sobx* otherwise it'll be alright.
Wrapping it up prettily.
Plus the box and all. :D
And off you go.

My poor innocent piano...
I wonder if they're gonna take it apart and destroy it.
or just destroy the whole thing outright...
*sniff*
Plus, I went and googled the models. Turns out LU90 (my old piano) is a tad larger than JU109.

JU 109

Height : 109 cm
Length : 148 cm
Width : 54 cm
Weight : 177 kg

LU90

Height: 121cm
Length: 152cm
Width: 60cm
Weight: 215kg

Oh well, I got a new piano. So I'm not complaining.
Much.
haha. They haven't gotten the technician to tune my Brand New Yamaha Piano yet so currently, it sounds like it's having a mild flu. :( Meaning I can't play my louder songs. well, I can. But it'll sound super weird. Hehe.

Inti College - Last Moral Education Class

2008-04-28T01:47:00.000-07:00

I had my last moral edu class a few weeks ago. nuff said. :D So I'm basically a very happy person...
at least until they start Malaysian Studies...
Michelle dragged me to hang out with her fellow course-mates.

From the left: Michelle, umm... dunno how to spell her name but everyone calls her theresa...?? and Ah Zeng (sp?)
Ah... and people. Shoot! I gotta remember how to spell people's names properly. Dang!!!!!!
Ahh... *drools* Some heartless people brought birthday cake to share with her friends. Poor Val and I had to sit beside her and drool. Dang! She even gave a piece to the lecturer!! *sniff* poor us.
One last look at the lecture theater. :D I'm so not coming back in here!

Brand New Car!!!

2008-04-27T22:21:00.000-07:00

Umm... almost new anyway. lol. The other day my dad and I sprayed the poor old thing outside our house(referred to as 'Mr's Bean's Car' by my adorable friends. )
Before
After

Before
After
Before + After!! haha. Cool eh? oh oh, and mom says I needa proof I actually helped. :P coze I'm so lazy I don't even bother to blog...
See!! my palm after I tripped and grabbed onto the newly sprayed car with my hand.(otherwise, I'll be showing you people a picture of my blue face. T_____T)
I have no idea how those things ended up on my fingers though. :P It washed off...

eventually...

Two weeks holiday!!

2008-04-20T06:16:00.000-07:00

I'm officially started my two weeks breakat 9:16am, 18th April 2008 (Friday). Am too lazy to blog. X__X Brain cells disintegrated while I was trying to study for my chemistry test. Will regenerate when I feel like it. :D see ya!

Detective conan - Village of Animosity

2008-04-09T09:20:00.000-07:00

I still can't believe what happened in this chapter. Okay... it's bound to happen sooner or later... What the choc.?! I still can't accept it!!! Shoot!!!!! Blardy!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:P I've been following Detective Conan devotedly from the start. For some weird demented reason, 7 eleven is not selling these conan comics anymore so i've resorted to reading them online. I KNOW Detective conan is copyrighted and all. But i can't buy them in Malaysia anymore. And I HATE it when you translate these things to Malay. I mean... it's acceptable for Detective Conan. But One Piece has been translated into

Budak Getah?!

WHAT THE CHOC.??!!!!!
(Big hug to Keren for the term by the way. Otherwise I'll be swearing like hell. )

Can you believe it?! It's outrageous!! It's like, from cool 'One Piece' : 'The ultimate treasure' to 'Budak Getah' : 'The rubber... kid'. What the choc.?!!!! I mean, it can very well be 'Khazanah' right? or even 'Monkey D. Luffy'. Hell, even 'Lanun' will be suffice...

Wait...

Direct translation of 'One Piece' to Malay would be...

'Satu Keping'??!!!

WHAT THE CHOC?!!!

Ahem. anyway, I'll be gone for about a week (which explains why i've been blogging as if my life depended on it for three and a half hours) because of my @#$#^$% exam. :D Will continue blogging after a lil' while. don't miss me. :D Keren'll still be blogging as usual. :D Hear that Keren? I'm depending on you!!! haha. All the best to all of you out there!! Especially the ones who're still thinking of what to do. You've gotten your SPM result, now go out there and do something!! Drink lots of water, the weather's crazy these days. And God bless!

(Big hugs to Da Jie and Er Jie. :) Thankx for reading!! I know you've been busy with work and all.)

From the Borneo Post. :D to Complete and Utter Randomness(Funny Quotes!!)

2008-04-09T08:56:00.000-07:00

Just a nice little limericks I read from the English papers. :D So, Before I forget...

There was a man from Peru,
who had a lot of growing up to do,
he'd ring the bell,
then run like hell,
until a man shot him with a .22

Just so you know, I'm completely infatuated with quotes. :D

"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."

-- Albert Einstein

"The only thing standing between me and total happiness is reality."

-- Douglas Porter

"Big Bang Theory: In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.'"

-- Terry Pratchett

"I'm not suffering from insanity . . . I'm enjoying every minute of it."

-- Unknown

"I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in."

-- Unknown

A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

~Attributed to Arthur McBride Bloch

An expert is a man who tells you a simple thing in a confused way in such a fashion as to make you think the confusion is your own fault.

~Willaim Castle

The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.

~Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes

You can't have everything... where would you put it?

~Steven Wright

He's turned his life around. He used to be depressed and miserable. Now he's miserable and depressed.

~Harry Kalas, on Garry Maddox, 1981

May those who love us love us,
and those who do not love us,
may God turn their hearts,
and if He cannot turn their hearts
may He turn their ankles
that we may know them by their limping.

~Irish Prayer

Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile way and you have their shoes.

~Author Unknown

(Keren showed me this before exam. :D luvv you!!)

Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

~Carl Zwanzig

(lol. I was thinking... Star wars...)

A signature always reveals a man's character - and sometimes even his name.

~Evan Esar

(So true!!)

I learned law so well, the day I graduated I sued the college, won the case, and got my tuition back.

~Fred Allen

(haha. ungrateful pig)

Protect me from knowing what I don't need to know. Protect me from even knowing that there are things to know that I don't know. Protect me from knowing that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about. Amen.

~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless

Lord, lord, lord. Protect me from the consequences of the above prayer.

~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless