9 days away

9 days in jogja and i am finally back in the confines of my home. the familiar. the comforts of home. the place where i can sleep on a comfortable bed and wake up to a hot shower.

9 days.

first night there i was petrified. the room's cleanliness and hygiene were questionable. walls were peeling, screaming for a fresh new coat of paint. the ceiling reminded me of the japanese horror film, water. patches of water marks scattered around the ceiling. thankfully the room was dark enough to hide the flaws in the morning otherwise, i would think i was staring in my very own horror film. the one blanket provided, had to be shared by two was utterly horrific yet i couldn't not use it. i needed it. the nights were freezing cold despite there being no ac to cool the room. we only had the fan and the cooling jogja night weather. the blanket had a funny smell and made my legs itch because of the vast amount of bulu popping out of it. yet, i still couldn't not sleep without it. even the pillow made me shudder just thinking of laying my head on it. i can only the god's that be who created hoodies. and don't get me started with the toilet. green tiles, seriously? vomit inducing and absolutely gross. especially with that particular shade of green. the only thing i can be thankful for is the working flush. otherwise, god knows what we'll do when a dump needs to be made. hot shower? think again. more like a pail and a tub of freezing cold water, my grandmother's house style. imagine having to bathe early in the morning in such conditions. no wonder many of us had the slight case of the sniffles. or maybe it was just me. that's not all. we even found a huge ass insect whose species i am not familiar with in the toilet while one of us was bathing! frickin' scary. since that incident, whenever i go into the toilet, i check the floors to make sure it is bug-free.

yet, the 8 nights we were there, affection and attachment had been cultivated. the room was the very room we all went home to at the end of a busy and tiring day. the musky smelled room was home for the week we were there so no matter how bad the condition was, it was home to us. the room condition was so bad that some of my fellow travelers contemplated moving into the nearest hotel which had a functioning toilet with hot showers and ac yet they managed to suck it in and rough it out with the rest of us.

i'm not gonna lie. the first day there, i was ready to go home. yet, the powers that be must have foreseen that going home early would end the start of one of the most amazing trips i have ever been on. friendships had been built and friendships have been sealed.

seeing the things that i have seen made me realize how privileged i am and how easily the simple things in life like a clean and comfortable bed, hot showers and clean walls are taken for granted. leader of the pack, dr. yeoh has definitely succeeded in making the familiar unfamiliar, breaking down what was seen as trivial to us and bringing us back to basics.

i should have put up the link earlier before leaving but hey, better late than never!

so read all about what i did in my search of yogyakarta *click*

now all i am looking forward to is sleeping on my bed and resting my head on my clean pillow and waking up knowing that i don't have to scream and shiver in freezing water though after so many nights and days of bathing in cold water has made my body adjust to the level of coldness i had to endure. splashing cold water no longer seemed like a task yet still it didn't make me enjoy the entire process.

this trip has made me realize that i can adapt to any situation and try to make the best out of it. maybe having the convenience of shopping and fast food at my doorstep made the adaptation slightly smoother but nevertheless, i made it through. and definitely the sight of the many familiar faces going through the same things as i made me know that i was not the only one. talking about the room condition and crazy morning baths, probably brought us a little closer. the sights and sounds of jogja were so different from here that it was easy to appreciate the differences of the familiar and unfamiliar. graffiti on public walls, street musicians busking openly and peaceful street demonstrations shows just how vastly different 2 countries in the same region can be. i've seen and interacted with the locals in ways i could never have if not for this cultural trip. organized tours only show you the beauty of a country not the nitty gritty. cultural trips like the one organized by my lecturer brought us 10 steps closer to the locals and showed us the beauty and ugly of the going ons in the country. and from what i've seen, i've seen so much of beauty that even the amazing borobudur, prambanan temple, kraton and mount merapi have no match for the hospitality of the people of jogja that made my stay in jogja all the more amazing in this amazing mix of batik, music and art of a state.

today is gonna be the day
that we're gonna learn something new
by now we should have realized
jogja's got something new
we don't believe that anybody could feel the we do
about you now

back beat the word is on the street
that the fire in our heart is lit
we don't believe that anybody could feel the way we do
about you now

We've seen so much our bright new eyes are yearning,
For all we've done, we'll spread the word concerning,
There are many things that we would like to say to you but we don't know how..

Hey maybe,
We say Terima Kasih....
and after all.... you're so Wonderful...

*sung to oasis' wonderwall and minta ampun, i forgot some of the lyrics so i'm just putting up what i remembered.

ps: feeling pretty inspired and probably suffering from the one hour jet-lag wtfwtf.

hullo. i is back home sweet home. been gone for 5 days. which totals to 5 days without internet connection. damn it feels good to be back.

it was a whirlwind of endless walking and spending. a much deserved break to say the least. the past weeks (in regards to the 1st semester of course) had me broken inside out. literally exhausting me of whatever ounce of energy i had left. trying to salvage the remaining pieces of what's left. i breathed a huge sigh of relief that very friday i put the final dot of the full stop on that exam booklet. shook the ache of writing like i've never written before and walked out feeling lighter. i stood taller. i smiled wider. i made it through the wilderness.

and now, i'm already in the second week of my break. 2 out of 3. 2 days left before i go off again. excitement filled me a minute ago. now, all i wanna do is just stay, glued to one spot and not move. just the rise and fall of my beating heart. the sound of me breathing.

and then, i'm all excited again. head filled with excitement and the thrill of going somewhere new and foreign.

and the cycle continues.

this is probably due to the nature of how things work in the body, mind and soul of a hot-blooded female. that time of month where you're literally hot and cold in a split second. uncontrollable. unstoppable.

nevertheless, am totally looking forward to my next trip. a study tour is the official name for it. hopefully i can try to put my skills to the test. whatever the skills may be. i have yet to find out what my skills may be. but if this trip can open eyes to whatever possibilites and outcomes it may have on my future, then it will be a life-changing trip. otherwise, it will just be a great trip with a bunch of great people.

i go with the flow. and so far, the flow has been good to me. *knocks on wood*

Southern Style

'So what's happening'?" Lula asked.
'This couple's goin' on a date to Hawaii,' said Sailor. 'The girl chose him over two other guys.'
'Don't the reject guys get anythin'?'
'Gift certificates to Kentucky Fried Chicken,' Sailor said.
'That don't seem fair,' said Lula.
'Hell why should The Datin' Game be different from real life?' asked Sailor. 'At least them boys is gonna get something' to eat.'

-The Wild Life of Sailor and Lula, Barry Gifford

back to where we started. the beginning of my relationship with apple and it's wondrous creations.

that is the very first iPod shuffle, yo! ol' skool so cool.

as you know, my iPod nano is dead and gone (t.i. and j.t. 'dead and gone' wtf). maybe not dead, but most certainly gone =( which is why i have to use this ol' skool priceless (literally!) life saver. it keeps me company when studying. brings me joy that words cannot describe.

final paper coming soon!

and a date with megan fox right after ;)

drinks after? bwahahahaha...

i miss being able to listen to my songs anywhere and everywhere.

i miss knowing that i have at least one piece of comfort with me wherever i go.

i miss my ipod nano and i don't even have a photo to remember it by.

=( *wipes tears*

i have all this great blog ideas to blog about but when i sit my ass in front of a blank page, i go blank.

i think i should get a blackberry? yes? no? then i can blog anytime anywhere.

failed excuse in justifying why i should get such a canggih phone.

i hate it when the connection starts to lag and pages don't load like they're supposed to. hello, in the 21st century already. connection must keep up with the times. this is not the dial-up era. omg, do you even remember those? i so remember having to dial the connection and waiting for it to be connected.

that's what is should be. back in the days. not now NOW. future people. keep up with the program please. how can we be stuck with lagging connections?

i always go online and face the same old problem. but i guess it's better than no connection at all. sometimes i have good connection, sometimes i have terrible horrendous connection. you win some, you lose some.

oh wells.

by next week friday, i will be done done DONE with semester 1 =D

today's yumcha session was a very surprising one. i met a long lost friend. primary school friend to be exact. classmates in standard 1 and 2. i still remember, the four of us always together. ahh..memories. this was like...ZOMG!!! 14 years ago +_____+ i'm so old. i'm old enough to say 14 years ago wtf.

isn't it wonderful how small the world is? how one person can be friends with this person and then ka-boom you find out they're friends with this other person. 6 degrees of separation LOL.

overactive imagination turns reality. for real.

you know how you sometimes play the worst case scenario in your head when you're doing something? like say, you're walking down the street, you sometimes imagine someone's gonna come from nowhere and grab your bag. or sometimes when you're watching a movie and something tragic happens, you imagine what would you do if you were in the same situation. but at the end of the day, just before you lay your head to sleep, nothing bad ever really happens and it was all just you being paranoid of the world. heck, you think you have an overactive imagination. as if everyone out there is out to get you. look, she's using that handphone, she's wearing that necklace. everyone is suddenly out to take something from you.

well.

guess what?

overactive imagination finally decided to become reality. if you don't know already - facebook very good way to let the world know what happened - i was robbed.

don't worry. i'm fine. the bastard - from now onwards, whatever derogatory name i can think of will be used to describe the son of a bitch - only took my things. he didn't lay a finger on me. i can only thank God for that because only God knows what would have happened to me.

i was sleeping when it happened. deep sleep somemore if i could sleep through whatever commotion the motherfucker made when he was happily shopping in my room. so that was probably wise of me. the sleeping part. i dare not think what would happen if i woke up while he was in my room. okay, let's not go there. mental pictures are appearing in my head now.

the incident probably happened around 3-4am. now i'm wondering. how could he see in the dark? the window blinds were closed and i sleep with the lights off. damn that fucking asshole.

i feel violated. i was 'attacked' when i was most vulnerable. do you know how vulnerable you are when you are sleeping? okay. i should stop. mental images of possible ifs are appearing.

DAMN THAT FUCKTARD.

i'm still reeling with geramness at what happened. suddenly you think of 'oh i should have kept this and that in the drawer/cupboard'. CRAP LAH. it's done and over with. nothing can change that but then you still think of what you should have done. fuck this lah. i'm not supposed to feel like this.

i only got up when my dad came up to my room and asked me if i kept my jewellery box in the room. at first, when he asked, the question didn't really register. i think i mumbled a no saying i never took any box out of my room. then he persisted with another question of i kept anything in a the red box that was on my dresser. since i was already rudely awaken by a question that seemed nonsensical at 7.50 AM, i went to see the box in the other room. that was when i saw that ALL my accesories were GONE. i then rushed back to my room and realized one of my bag was missing. and then the other missing items were taken note of. watch and camera all gone. handphone which was on my bedside table, no prizes for correct answer, MISSING! FUCK THE SON OF A BITCH. he was THAT close to me. my bedside table. my head lying inches away from the table. DAMN THAT MOTHER FUCKER.

i don't know whether to laugh or cry when i saw my mac was safely on the table.

further inspection really made me wonder if i should laugh or cry. my pendrive was missing. my pendrive filled with assignments and lecture notes was missing but my laptop was still on my study table. the other joy in this otherwise terrible tragedy that has ever befallen me. hopefully the only one. i don't think i can take it if i have to go through this another time.

i can't remember what i felt. but after awhile i started to get mad. the first thought was probably 'GREAT, this had to happen during my exam period lah!'

yes. there i was worrying about authorship and THIS had to happen.

one day lost. and as if i can read now. i have all this geramness still in me and the what if scenarios keep playing in my head.

and i'm actually quite paranoid now. what if he comes back again since it was so easy the first time?

and i just found out just now that one of the kitchen knife is missing. OMG HE HAD A KNIFE WHEN HE WAS IN MY ROOM. I COULD HAVE BEEN dot dot dot...

the funny thing is, for the past 15 years i was living in a non-gated area. my old place was next to a main road. robberies happened outside my house NOT in it. now, i'm living in a gated area and 6 months later, for the first time in my entire life, i was robbed. goes to show that nothing is really as it seems. you think you're safe and protected just cause you're living in an area with high walls surrounding your area and 2 security guards guarding the ONLY entry and exit point of your area. you could never be more wrong.

now, my door is locked and i'm gonna sleep with the lights on.

i am totally digging capital fm's playlist right now. the music they're playing is making me wanna get up and dance and drink and be merry.

damn those exams.

and a bug just crawled up my leg.

it's now lying semi-crushed in the dustbin.

E-E-W. gross!

sucks but i have to watch another hitchcock film if i wanna answer a hitchcock related question for my exam. i'm afraid to watch vertigo alone. i don't know what to expect.

i wish it was xmas cos i want a blackberry.

i also want that pair of heels i am lusting after. but they don' have 'em in my size anymore. if you were a good salesperson, you would try and console me by recommending me another pair which has similarities with the pair i covet or maybe a pair which is better than the one i wanted.

but you're not.

not many people love their jobs. i hope i'll love whatever i get myself into.

I am colorblind

Coffee black and egg white

Pull me out from inside

I am ready

I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight

Pull me out from inside

I am ready

I am fine

I am covered in skin

No one gets to come in

Pull me out from inside

I am folded and unfolded and unfolding

I am colorblind

Coffee black and egg white

Pull me out from inside

I am ready

I am fine

~Colorblind [Counting Crows]

i have a lot of things to say but i...don't know how to put them in words. right now, my mind is just jumbled up with so much i don't know how to organize them. all over the place, fighting to be in the front of the line, trying to get my attention. and all i can do is let 'em float around and wait for 'em to settle down.

waiting for the dust to settle.

but i can say this. i handed up my final assignment! woot woot.

one down baybee and another to go! can i get a woot woot?

once i complete this final assignment, i'll be home free. sorta. who can escape exams? but nevermind. once that's done with, its the holidaaaays baybeeeeeee....

shake-a shake-a boom boom.

last week of classes and then its exams and then its 3 weeks of break and then the cycle repeats.

oh joy.

i watched 2 movies in 2 days, totaling of rm19 +___+ that's like 5 dvds or less. nevermind. i haven't been to the movies in a looong time. the first movie this year was wolverine. my first time in gsc 1u and i have to say that the cinema there is very cool in my books. seats are wide and headrest is high enough to lean on.

gsc summit and tgv pyramid must learn something from them. cinematic experience must be taken to another level. haven't tried the ones in the garden. i think that one has special seats too.

today we felt like high school kids all over again. 3 of us have driving license but not one of us drove. at the end of the day we had to call for our 'driver'. a true friend indeed =) we like totally lurve you now. you have all our lovin' wtf.

yesterday was terminator. today was angelsanddemons. both very kan cheong.

waiting for more blockbusters to come...

i need to prepare a draft for my writing class tomorrow but i can't come up with anything now. i realize i cannot conjure up a story under pressure! or maybe i'm just blocking the story. maybe it's already in there in my head somewhere, waiting to be unearthed. and i'm just sitting here blogging. good job, nat. good job.

wasting my time only.

***

my mom threatened to take the chair away because i pile all my bags and clothes on it.

in my defense the chair is damn convenient. just chuck everything on it. how i wish i can just chuck away the whatevers, the unknowns and the i-don't-cares.

i need to clear the chair up so asses can plop themselves onto it. bags need to be in the closet. clothes need to be hanged.

***

i cannot believe it but the semester is coming to an end. my second last semester is coming to an end. next semester is my final semester and after that, i'm gonna be thrust into the unknown +__+

scary shyt.

***

i also cannot believe this but i survived 12 wednesdays. torturous wednesdays! 9-6 classes. crazy shyt. never am i gonna schedule my classes this way ever again!

***

i really need to start writing on that draft.

***

i really want to watch a movie.

***

besides blogging random things, i am also deleting emails from my uni account. i have taken up the maximum storage space. i tried to send the emails to my personal account but it never seems to go there. i suspect i need to have a gmail account for that.

***

i need me some retail therapy.

***

i'm really sleepy. i've been sleeping early for the past few days.

i've also been taking ridiculously long naps which don't really constitute as naps when they take longer than 20 minutes i think.

***

just found out that san francisco coffee in cafeteria has a buy one free one deal. coolios.

only paid rm8 for my extreme mocha. i wonder what's in extreme buzz?

today i was a lazy ass. like literally.

i woke up at 10.30.
i skipped _____. (better not say it, this might be used against me by ____)
i took a 4 hour nap +____+
i have a presentation powerpoint to prepare and so far i only have 3 slides +__________+
i am STILL tired and sleepy even after the 4 hour nap.

FML lyk srsly.

lack of updates due to you-know-what.

i am pretty screwed. due date is on monday now.

monday: essay due.
tuesday: presentation.
wednesday: presentation.

+__________+

fck my life.

friday. 5pm. 2000 words. 40%.

+____+

today's date. tuesday. 8.26pm. 0 words.

readings done. 0.

panic level. -5. wtf.

i have no fear. which should be a fear in itself. i need to get the rush. the exhilaration of wanting to complete the damn essay. but i don't. so how?

continue watching grey's anatomy online.

baibai.

if backstreet boys came to KL, i will be the first in line.

their songs are frickin' awsum!

oh what a day!

the day started the night before and only just ended a few hours ago.

and i'm craving for more.

my friends semester breaks have indirectly become my semester break as well wtf. i am prancing around as though i have no assignments due next week.

priorities are definitely misplaced. but the fun i get out of my misplaced priorities, priceless. now lets just hope my grades won't be affected. because, i know how to have my cake and eat it too. right?

damn fail.

i was on a roll with media audiences till i clicked on mozilla firefox.

@___@

***

i miss chicken. don't know if any of you have heard of this but according to chinese belief, if you're coughing, you should not eat chicken. i've been following this belief since last week. i think my last chicken intake was the curry chicken my momma made. omg i'm salivating just thinking of chicken. FML.

i've been chicken deprived for a week. fck thz sht.

oh fck. i had kuey teow soup at old town kopitiam. it had sliced chicken. die. chicken essence in the soup. fck thz sht. i cannot escape the chicken.

see. this is why i cannot be a vegetarian.

have things changed or are they still the same?
so not a mind reader yet not willing to put it out there.
can only go.
going with the flow.
flowing flowing like a stream.
into nothingness.
till the truth reveals itself.

shuffle playing the most randomest songs ever. playlist on shuffle not good this time. need to re-shuffle wtf.

there's some serious shyt in the medication i'm taking. my heart was beating so damn fast today that my hands were shaking uncontrollably. i might be exaggerating a wee bit on the uncontrollably but i was shaking la ok. must give you guys a good mental picture wtf. quite scary lor.

but i'm alright now. thanks for your concern.

i hate wednesdays. i stay in uni till 6pm. i start at 9am. it's a miracle i survived till week 10.

oh yes. it is already week 10. like srsly, where did my days go? it feels like its only the beginning of semester. 3 more torturous weeks and then its finals which will then lead to 3 weeks of pure nothingness. which i am looking forward to. but of course out of the 3 weeks, one week has me globetrotting to a foreign land. looking forward mucho-mucho.

but for now, all i want is my friends from the other side of the world and in different continents to come back. i miss you guys.

i am uploading photos on to facebook as i am typing this.

i am timing the upload as i am uploading photos on to facebook.

the verdict?

10 minutes to upload 5 photos at once.

@______@

take my cough away. please. thankyouverymuch.

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me, yeah

-here without you, 3 doors down.

damnit. fighting a sore throat and slight flu now.

oh what a day!

my day started with a very lazy me lazing in my bed till the very VERY last minute. 7.45am. by that time, had no other choice. MUST wake up. pfft. trust me, if i didn't have a conscience the size of a carl jr's burger, i would have continued lazing in bed.

did my thing and drove off to uni where i met up with erika. she damn nice. she brought me some korean/japanese/sushi-lookalike-but-not-quite rice with salmon that tasted like tuna but was really just fishy dish that her neighbour made. regardless of who made the thing, she was thoughtful enough to think of me. i. am. so. touched *a single tear drops wtf

it was damn good. even my friends said so. i gave them a bite each. and i also had bubble tea. milk tea. the original. i luv it but it's so sweet its diabetic inducing. i even said so in my FB and twitter status "bubble tea quota full this week. anymore n diabetes will come a-knocking!" heh.

ok fast forward to authorship lecture. i tell you, never fail i will surely fall asleep in class. NEVER. FAIL. sumpah i.

even with the thought of andrew returning our assignments never stopped me in fear of falling asleep in lecture. actually, lecture and returning of assignments no connection. but anyways, yes, i was trying my hardest to stay awake. FAIL full stop.

second hour of lecture came and that was when the death days of many came +___+ my sincere condolences to those who were unsuccessful. i know and feel your pain. trust me. living example here.

i wasn't really worried about it till andrew started ticking off things we did wrong in the essay and when my friend who shall not be named was fidgeting beside me. those two combination together sent me straight to hell. i almost couldn't breathe when andrew started calling out names. my heart beat was S-L-O-W-I-N-G D-O-W-N. i could see the white light at the end of the tunnel. *dub dub*

name after name after name. mine was like the second to last to be called. why don't you just stab in the heart la? faster that way. or shoot me la. i'll feel no pain. i think. that's how it is in the movies right? shoot the heart and then...die. it felt like ETERNITY i swear. and it didn't help that the bunch of people in front of me were already getting their results back and were overjoyed they didn't fail. hello, dying back here, andrew!

finally...judgement day came.

i was surprisingly calm. i never really thought about what would happen if i failed it again. maybe a part of me was confident enough that i was going to be able to pull this off the second time round or maybe i was just going to wing and let whatever happens happen or maybe i put my faith in Him to know that i will get through this. whatever it was, i was prepared.

i took my paper from andrew not daring to flip straight to the last page. instead i turned the paper over and tried to see it from the back.

double digit *woot*
first digit didn't start with a zero *woot woot*
first digit looked like a number bigger than 2 *woot woot woot*

i went back to my seat, sad down and slowly turned back to the last page.

all i can say is victory never tasted so sweet. i may not have achieved an HD or even a D but the thought of managing to pull this off the second time was the most sweetest victory i ever had. that was my battle for the past year and a almost half. you have no idea how dejected i was when i found out my results last year. no words. seriously. i remembered telling my friend i was not going to be able to join them for a birthday celebration because i was just too depressed. i cried. i didn't dare tell my parents. i was a failure. the only comfort i can salvage for my own self preservation was that i trust it was His plan for me. not necessarily the failing part but His plan nonetheless.

now, i can only give glory to His name! for without Him i would not have been able to pull this off. i literally worked all night long on the essay. through my 21st. yes. the daytime of my 21st will be remembered for the blood, sweat and tears of toiling away on the essay.

i might not be excellent but that doesn't bother me. i strive to be an average student. so sue me.

i drove home feeling damn proud of myself. messaged a friend and called another.

whilst driving i decided to reward myself for my excellent progress in my world of academia that i went to the times warehouse sale. bought myself 6 books for rm45. can you say dude, whoaaaaa?

alot of latest books only had a 30% discount. don't know if it's worth it or not. so i bought the 3 for rm10 and 3 other books for rm10 and rm15 each. at least now i have something non-academic to read.

my dear friend called me when i was browsing. wanted to discuss an assignment so she came to look for me.

after discussing, we went to the toilet. once we stepped in, the lady janitor told us not to wet the floor.

@_______@

double eww tee eff.

we probably looked like 5 year old BOYS entering the ladies toilet.

she made my day.

it's the weekend woots!

i'll be off to fraser's hill for the long weekend break. church camp yo! i have yet to pack my bags and its already 1.30am +___+

on monday i have an assignment due. die la. woe is me.

looks like i'll be slaving away on it on sunday and monday. what else is new?

i'm beginning to like my writing class. it feels good to not have to think about theories and just write. but then its a pretty exhausting class as well. takes the life out of you.

right. i shall return next week. bai bai.

i barely slept last night. tossing and turning. surprisingly i woke up to the sound of my alarm wide awake. that. never. happens.

now, i am so bloody tired i just wanna crawl on my bed and snooze. and don't care about the 2 proposals and script i'm supposed to prepare. but my conscience is killin' me. i won't sleep in peace. actually, that's a lie. i'm just gonna wing it tomorrow. ok that's another lie. i'll do it then sleep.

bah.

whatever la.

i want chocolate. and i want it now. the lady in secret recipe lied to me. i asked which was the best chocolate cake they had there, she said chocolate indulgence. if i was in a right frame of mind, i would have gone for the banana chocolate or white chocolate macademia. damn word indulgence conned me. not indulgent enough i say! damn sweet too! i want ben&jerry's phish food and americone dream!

my 2 lovers when i was in the states =) comfort food.

if they weren't so bloody expensive here, i would have a stock pile in my freezer.

would you look at that? i'm posting. see...i said i would blog right?

ok..but this post will have nothing substantial la. nothing interesting to blog about now. actually i'm supposed to be writing my proposals and rewriting my writing draft but i'm lazy like that.

i'm back!

hello. it's me. the owner of this blog. if you can even remember who she is. don't blame you if you forgot. it's been too long, hasn't it? well, my apologies. i got...distracted? lazy? no excuse la right? i mean if one has a blog, the least the blogger could do is update it, occasionally right? or else just delete it laa. giving readers false hope only wtf.

ok ok. well fret not wtf. for i am back! heh heh...wtf.

now, prepare to get updated. *jengjengjeng*

ohh..if you cannot get enough of me, i twitter too! follow me here. i have found the joys in microblogging which is probably why i hardly *cough* (i know it feels like never) update here. but i'll change that. i promise. ok better not promise. i tend to break them. unintentionally.

i'll be back =)

cheers!

this blog is not dead.

yet.

ola

ola!

i'm still alive and kicking! miss me lehhhh....

sorry for the lack of updates but my life revolves around work, work, work AND work. all i do is work. i'm not complaining though. this totally beats doing assignments any day.

i would love to post photos but i have no where to store my photos once i've uploaded them so just wait laa yeahh. man man tang wtf.

you have no idea how much i miss the food back home. everyday i have a different craving. from kai fan to chu yoke fun to hokkien mee to curry laksa to bak kut teh. thankfully, i'm eating well here.

believe it or not, i've been here for almost 2 months already. i miss home and all but at the same time i really like it here too. i've met some of the most awesomest people here that have made my stay here all the more memorable. i'll tell you more about the awesome people in my life here when i have the photos to show you.

till then.

chao!

update part 1

life is good here. i seriously think i do more walking here in a day then i do back home in a week. i walk to the trolley stop everyday- about 10 minutes there and another back. and some days, i'll have to sprint to the trolley stop because if you have mean trolley drivers, they'll just leave you there even though they see you running.

the weather is great this week. not too cold not to hot. i think the locals call this the perfect weather. work is good. i sell photos to happy tourists. i wish them 'have a nice day' and they wish me back 'you too'. ahhh...life is good.

but then again, i've only been here 2 weeks. come back to me in 3 months.

i sorta celebrated Thanksgiving here it's a holiday celebration somewhat similar to our CNY reunion dinner. all the children will come home and have dinner with the family. they also say it's the time where they get to eat all they want. pfft. back home in malaysia, we eat all we want all day everyday!

tis the season to be jolly too! the Thanksgiving SALE! it starts a midnight and they have crazy deals. there was a literally a queue in front of Coach. and certain shops like Calvin Klein and Tommy Hilfiger had a 50% storewide sale. can you say OMG?

needless to say, i had to control myself.

this is probably the part you people are most looking forward to. some photos to whet your appetite!

the ladies in Prime Outlet. this isn't the Thanksgiving Sale. we went there on our first week there when we had a day off. lotsa branded outlet shops.

daylight turns to dark. such a pretty sky. it gets dark around 5pm. by 6pm it looks like its 9pm. i get sleepy by that time. but now, i've pretty much gotten used to it. now i'm back to my regular sleeping pattern =)

the ladies in the Trolley. we take this to work everyday. this is us on our way to Prime.

that's me in my living room. okay laa. not my living room. this is the clubhouse. it's really pretty. there's a fake fireplace!



this is the main area. damn nice right? we also have a movie theater, a basketball court, a gym and a pool. it's a pretty place.

more coming soon =)

is everyone missing me already because i'm missing everyone!

i know you guys want update because you wanna live your exciting lives through me right? HAHAHA. cheh wah wtf. i shall be nice and try to update you guys regularly laa but i can't promise because i get really tired at the end of the day and all i want to do is sleep. i'll try to post up pictures soon.

the place i'm living at is DAMN AWESOME! i'll let the photos do the talking. soon. if not here then facebook.

the weather is slightly haywire. it's been pretty cold here and apparently that is unusual weather here but today, the weather was really nice. not too cold not too hot.

check back whenever. will try to update. byeeeee.

missing home mucho mucho.

FREE INTERNET

hello!

just wanted to say that i have landed safe and sound in changi airport and am now utilising the free internet. which is only available every 15 minutes. so i gotta log in and out. and i'm gonna do this till i get tired of standing. no chairs to surf the net. free mah. what to do.

anyways, gonna fly off in about 7 hours time +_______+

ZOMG 7 hours in the airport!!! thank gawd for FREE INTERNET!

hallmark moment. start. i wanna say HUGE thank you to those who came to send me off. if any of you are reading this, i wanna say THANK YOUUU for the gift and the card. DEFINITELY put a SMILE on my face =)). end.

i'm already missing HOME =((

sifu moment

"i am but a small speck in the ocean of humanity, struggling to survive, not to outdo" (B Chay, 2008)

a FUYOH moment. this is what exam stress can do to a person.

quantum of solace...nope.

quantum of solace is worth the ticket price just for daniel craig.

can you see where this is going? the movie does not live up to expectations at all. the whole car chase routine, running around and jumping from one building to another was chaotic. the whole camera movement was shaky and blurry (i can't find a better word to describe it). you couldn't tell who was who when they were chasing each other. i was nauseous just watching it. no, i'm not exaggerating.

i also didn't get the storyline. like who is dominic greene again? and what is his deal? maybe i was slow when watching it but for a james bond movie, it shouldn't be rocket science.

why did vesper have to die!!??? poor poor bond. heartbroken and all.

bottom line, let's hope the next bond movie will be better. better camera work especially and a better storyline please with humour added in to the script. daniel craig hurt himself making the movie and i can see why. crazy action going on. unfortunately can't exactly be appreciated. but i can definitely appreciate daniel craig *ahem* do look out for the credits for the name of gemma arterton's character.

gimme casino royale any day man. i can watch that movie on repeat and never get bored.

not exaggerating.

anyways, the next movie i'm really looking forward to is twilight *schoolgirl moment wtf* marry me already edward! (belinda chay, please go read the book already. no excuse anymore. you have 4 months break. go read book it.) i'm already hyping myself out listening to the soundtrack. love bella's lullaby.

hopefully it'll be good and not as disappointing as the latest bond. i was really looking forward to quantum of solace =( nevermind, daniel craig more than made up for it. and ohh before i forget, please watch out for the car in the opening scene. i'm gonna start driving my car with more pride than ever now. teehee.
(clue: it's not the aston martin)



"men are stupid. they go for the obvious" - daniel meade

happiness is a comin'

ok it's official. my exams are FINALLY over. i can sleep easy now. actually, it was officially over yesterday. and no. i didn't exactly get to celebrate the way i wanted to (read drinks with a certain amount of alco content).

we literally stopped at a few petrol stations to look for drinks. then it finally dawned on us: don't drink and drive. hence the no drinks sold in petrol stations =(

so yes, i didn't exactly get to 'celebrate' but never mind, another celebration was celebrated.

BIRTHDAYS!

don't you just love em'? another year to mark your descent to your grave. anyways, hope you guys had fun despite the constant change of plans. HA HA!

happy holidays to me =D

laa dee daa

i hate hate hate hate hate HATE __________ (fill in the blanks).

it's a no brainer, really.

no prizes for guessing correctly. just the satisfaction of knowing that you are not alone in this world. that there are others out there who HATE HATE HATE _________ too :)

ahh..can you feel it?

inner peace.

the moment we've all been waiting for.

boo.

my inner peace ain't here yet. it's lost in the mail.

omg omg omg. this is totally random but i have an increase of 15sens in my nuffnang account. LIKE FINALLY! *punches air in victory wtf wtf

ok, if you must know right, nuffnang has been a bitch to me. since the first day i signed up with them till this very moment, i have had no increase whatsoever in my earnings. the last time i checked i had.....rm0.65! and now with a rm0.15 increase..i have..

0.65 + 0.15 = 0.80

ZOMG 80sens in my account!!! another rm49.20 left to go before i get my first cheque!!! wheeeeee.

dot dot dot

wanna know what i did today? i played teddy factory on my handphone and my thumbs are aching now.

i was trying to take a 'break' from studying and ended up playing that infantile game for the past 2 hours. and because i haven't taken my nap yet, i napped. there, my day in one sentence. don't you feel productive just reading it? because right now, i just wanna study study study because thats the most productive thing i can do today! wheeeeee.

if i go abit senile on friday, please forgive me. it's just the aftereffects of long term reading, hardcore 13 weeks of assignments and classes coming to an official end for the year :))

i shall end my post with something i got from nicole's blog

Just try this. It is from an orthopedic surgeon. This will boggle your mind and you will keep trying over and over again to see if you can outsmart your foot, but, you can't. It's preprogrammed in your brain!

1. While sitting where you are at your desk in front of your computer, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.

2. Now, while doing this, draw the number '6' in the air with your right Hand. Your foot will change direction.


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

it's the funniest thing ever! hahahhaha. go try it.

decreasing mental capabilities

i think my ability to read and understand has deteriorated. considerably. at an alarming rate i might add.

i read and read and READ but i don't understand AT ALL.

+____+

i think i just turned stupid.

goo goo gaa gaa google

instead of taking one off day, i took two and looking at the way things are progressing, looks like i'm gonna be taking three off days +__+

not. good.

not good at all.

but i did spend my time organizing my album covers in iTunes. now most of my songs have an album cover on them, making them look organized, neat and pretty *cough

thanks to amazon.com i can finally copy+paste album covers. amazon.com is way better than allcdcovers.com. there, now you know my secret =)

and just now, my iPod froze. i was browsing the song list and then it just stopped and had that buzzing sound. scared the shyt outta me. i thought "there goes my iPod. oohh, time to get a new one wtf"

one. word.

google.

one click and problem solved. there goes my hope of getting a new iPod. i should have gotten the iPod classic. i'm starting to run out of space with my iPod nano. i have 1332 songs excluding songs which have yet to be transfered from my cd's. and everytime i watch gossip girl or grey's anatomy, i end up loving the songs played and will hunt for them. i found the most AWESOMEMEST website that lists all the songs played in an episode. hearts.

one song i'm really into right now is emilliana torrini's big jumps.

exams 2008

one down, two to go. yippee ai ayy i'm a cowboy wtf.

feels damn good to be relieved of one subject now. one book less to read, more space on my table.

but then it feels like the tougher subjects are coming up now. brrr..contemporary fiction comes to mind. is it me or did it just get cold in here wtf. sigh. andrew's subject does that to you. great lecturer, terribly tough subjects. brrrrr...

then the day after is all about althusser, foucault and his governmentality bla bla bla, pii pii por por (ZOMG i'm having a flashback moment here-lips and j).

boy do i LOVE exams. feel the joy emanating from my pores, bursting at the seams and flowing through every fibre of my being. i'm gonna burst into song now wtf. *singin' in the rain, i'm singin' in the rain...*

another one turns twenty

You know who you are...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!


xoxo

i like it i like it

i'm gonna make a movie!

after completing my FINAL assignment of the sem, i have come to the conclusion that i enjoy the process of making a movie/tv show. it's way better when you see the final cut of your hard work on screen.

watch out spielberg! *jengjengjeng*

i'm looking at films and other productions on screen differently now. i now see how they edit their clips and i find it so interesting how they can cut into a new scene so effortlessly. for us, cross dissolve baby, the magic wand that makes editing that much easier.

making a film/tv show is no walk in the park. you have to visualise how the final product will look like on screen. what music you're gonna insert into the scene while you're actually filming the scene. it's all about thinkin ahead way before you start. and i like it. but this might just be a passing phase for me. whatever it is, i hope to find something i'm passionate about before the end of my final year.

i mean, i think i like the whole film making process but DO I REALLY LIKE IT? i'm fickle minded like that. i also think i want to work in a magazine but thats what i think i want because i'm basing my ideas of what its like to work for a magazine on the devil wears prada and ugly betty wtf. the only way i'll know if those are my passions is to actually be there, doing it for real.

i cannot go on going with the flow now can i? i'm gonna join the workforce in a years time and i dont want to go stumbling into something that will secure me a certain kind of stability if i still dont know what i want at the end of it.

i already know what i want to major in so i can base my career decisions based on my qualifications but then again, not everyone practices what they preach or learn in this case. and that's okay.

look, there's even a silent film contest which i am actually contemplating on participating. want to join me belinda? i saw your entry on wanting hallmark to hire you wtf. you cannot escape me now wtf.

i might not be good at what i'm doing but i can learn. ancora imparo (can you say fuyoh! wtf. i am monash material indeed wtf)

hols kickin' in

i'm already in holiday mood which is a really REALLY bad thing because i can't be in holiday mood yet as my holidays are not here yet.

i have to study. after this week of course because i'm still busy with another assignment which THANKFULLY is not an essay. i will die if i have to write another essay. for the year 2008, that is. i cannot afford to die writing an essay next year because that will be the cycle once again. oh joy.

i collected my passport today and there was a long queue outside the office. i got there and the guard asked "UK or US?"

then he asked me to queue up. then this lady guard stopped me and asked me the same thing. next thing i know, i was scanned and let in to the very empty office. sat down and exchanged pleanseantries and 5 minutes later i was out of the office. the queue wasn't any shorter.

i'm still curious as to why those people were queuing up. were they waiting for their passports too? or were they applying for their visa? oh wells...sucks to be them wtf.

ok. gossip girl finished downloading. byebye.

so scared

since handing up my last essay of the semester, OF THE FRICKIN' YEAR BABY! i have been a bum. and a happy bum indeed.

it feels good to come home and be able to do nothing. feels good not to worry about reading and researching and then actually beginning writing the essay. feels good not to think about structuralism, poststructuralism, derrida, foucault, idealism, materialism, ideology, discourse and many other brain screwing mind numbing head banging nails on walls tear inducing theories which at this point in time seem to be of uselessness because what will i be needing these theories for in the future? will it help me get a rich husband? will it help me become a rich tai tai? will it make me happy? wtf i so drama now.

wait a minute.

this isn't over yet, is it?

as i recall, i have exams in 2 weeks time.

bring on the brain screwing mind numbing head banging nails on walls tear inducing theories!


i is sked now. +____+

technology savoury

my mother is not technologically 'savoury' (jega, 2007).

"i'll google the recipe"
"huh? what's google?"
+________+ like the holy grail of all things WWW.

story behind it was that there was a pineapple at home so i told my mother why not make pineapple fried rice! she goes to say "why don't you cook it, if you can get the recipe"

pfft. she's TOTALLY underestimating me. so that's when i said "i'll google the recipe"

all hail GOOGLE *insert relevant emoticon*

madison oh madison

today taught me a very important lesson.

NEVER. EVER. WEAR. HEELS. WHEN. WALKING. FOR. HOURS.

i know heels make you look pretty and taller than you really are but for the love of me, i salute women i see wearing heels whilst shopping. RESPEK wtf.

i now have extremely tired feet. sigh. from now onwards, heels will only be worn to sit and make me feet look pretty and sexy wtf. i could literally hear my feet screaming in AGONY. a certain amount of the population will now think i walk funny because i walked like captain jack sparrow only i wasn't half drunk and i'm not as sexy as johnny depp. life is so unfair wtf. but my heels make me look taller. sigh. dilemma wtf.

and i now COVET the madison bag! so cantik.

aku tak boleh tunggu untuk pergi ke US! adoi..aku pergi ke US untuk 'the wrong reasons' (i lupa the malay word for reasons wtf) tidak apa. aku akan bekerja keras untuk mendapat duit berlambak banyak. seronoknya hidupku ni wtf.

which totally reminds me, i now need to bekerja keras menulis esei aku. semoga aku berjaya.

totally random fact, i stopped writing my essay last night with 888 words. so 'ong' horr.
and now, after starting and then stopping to blog (rajinnya aku) i have 911 words! wahh..so cool hor wtf.

wtf. that means i only wrote 23 words from yesterday to today.

byee. must finish it now. i give myself one hour to write 1000 words. RAH RAH!

the power of naps

i woke up this morning with all the intention to start on my essay.

a 2000 word essay which is so theoretically based that i want to hurl myself across the universe and never come back wtf.

trust me. if you've read althusser and foucault, you'll know what i mean.

so i took out my books, propped myself comfortably on the bed, grabbed my pillow, laid my head on the pillow for a 5-minute power nap which went on to become a 3 hour nap +_________+

innocence of the $$$ kind

i walked innocently into mng.
walked innocently out.

i walked innocently into dp.
walked innocently out.

i walked innocently into topshop.
...
and came out...

innocently poorer! i swear. i should not have thought to myself that there's no harm in trying out the clothes.

WRONG!

if anything, more damage done. to the pocket that is.
my happiness level however is on H-I-G-H!

i'm such a girl laa.

brek

i'm supposed to be slaving away to althusser and foucault.

needless to say, the break has gotten to me.

good times *nudgenudgeLips*

kindness undeserved

tonight, it is silent. a good time to start writing my 2000 word essay which was supposed to be due friday but was given an extension till monday.

whoever said lecturers were mean and heartless, take it back. NOW! they are very kind creatures. they know how we lowly creatures of a student suffer from the countless essays we have to churn out and have placed mercy on us. bless their kind, kind hearts.

but this kindness isn't without its flaws. because there is now an additional 48 hours in my time to churn out said essay, i have become a bum. thus very undeserving of the kindness shown by my lecturers.

so i shall end here.

2000 words here i come.

My True Hollywood Story

OMG I NEED TO VENT MY FRUSTRATION!

LET THIS BE A LESSON TO ALL OF YOU.

BACK UP YOUR FILES. NO. MATTER. WHAT.

YOUR COMPUTER CAN NEVER BE TRUSTED. EVER. IT WILL JUST TURN OFF ONE DAY AND THEN THAT'S IT. BYE-BYE UNSAVED FILES.

ok i could feel my throat getting sore typing in CAPs.

i am damn damn damn damn damn damn damn sad x 12358365498
*insert extremely depressed/sad emoticon*

my OS had a kink in it because the absolutely brilliant me shut off my notebook when it was in the midst of updating/installing new softwares.

let's just say that this wasn't the first time i have done this. but every other time i DID do it, i could start my notebook and it was like nothing ever happened. i think the last time i did it was the straw that broke the camel's back wtf. when i tried to restart, all it did was remain blank +__+

SIGH.

that's when i whipped out my manual and did everything it said to do.

but to no avail...

OMG OMG OMG *panic mode sets in*

i was cool, calm and collected before the manual came out. i was still cool, calm and collected when the manual came out. i thought to myself, i have all the luck with these machines. the amount of nonsense i do with them will amaze you. i'm like Handy Manny without the talking tools. i'm like Bob the Builder without the heavy machinery.

i can fix almost anything *ahem* just by shaking, poking, fiddling, meddling, *insert relevant term* the machine.

but not today. today just wasn't my day.

i thought it was my day because i received my assignment mark and was satisfied. i thought the day couldn't get worst but it DID.

SIGH

can you tell that i am VERY SAD!??

SIGH

i took it the computer guy to fix after all my tactics, magic tricks failed me.

tinker a bit here and there. connected an Ethernet cable (whatever that is) to another notebook and omg my entire file could be viewed from the other notebook! HALLELUJAH!!!

immediately began to transfer my files from my notebook to the other notebook. this was when i breathed a HUGE sigh of relief.

because the installation of the OS will take an hour, i left thinking that it was safe to leave my notebook behind in the hands of the computer guy whom i began to trust.

an hour came and went by.

i went back in a jolly good mood because all is well.

the moment i went up to the guy,

"the backup file is G-O-N-E"

*silence on my part* eyes to his face. eyes to the notebook that supposedly held my backup files.

"you're KIDDING me" *thinking he was gonna drop the act and start laughing HA HA HA*

"NO" *dead serious face on*

*my internal body parts gradually stopped working. hatiku pecah berkecai-kecai"
"OH EM GEE"
"i don't know what happened. the file is now gone. nobody touched the notebook"

"OH EM GEE!!! has this ever happened before?"

"No"

just my luck laa this happens to me. if i was alone at that very moment, i would have cried. i would have stabbed myself in the heart like buffy would stab angel/spike in the heart if she didn't love them so damn much.

I WAS DEVASTATED. must have shown on my face cause the guy HAD to ask if i was 'okay'.

WHAT THE FUDGE. OF COURSE I AM NOT OKAY. MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS WIPED OUT.

YES I'M BEING OVERDRAMATIC/MELODRAMATIC/DRAMATIC *whatever makes you sleep at night*

if i wasn't being so self conscious i would have thrown a bitch fit.

i left with a VERY HEAVY HEART making the guy promise me he'll do whatever it takes to try and retrieve my LOST FILES *teary eye*

so here i am, trying to re-install whatever it was i lost.

*SHOUT OUT TO BELINDA*
she told me about that i could transfer songs from my ipod to my itunes. bless her soul! she saved me the trouble of downloading the songs all over again although she did offer to give me archuleta's songs which would only save me the trouble of downloading one song less *cough*cough*

so i sit here in my room, devastated and frustrated.

but then there is a magic rainbow of hope, joy and peace after the storm (chay, 2008). i discovered things i NEVER knew my notebook had and could do ie. i can the change the wallpaper!? *GASP*

it's like i'm playing with a new toy after opening my xmas present. again.

and i've just realized that facebook is heaven sent. all is not lost after all. loads of my lost photos can be found there.

it's like a new beginning. a fresh start. an empty desktop waiting to be filled. and also a change of wallpaper *ahem*

the day doesn't seem to be looking all that bad anymore. this might actually be a blessing in disguise.

or maybe its just wishful thinking.

or maybe i'm really optimistic =)

either ways, i shall not dwell on the past.

a wise master once said "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present" (Oogway, 2008).

wise words indeed.

This has been my E! True Hollywood Story.

glamour me befitting of a true hollywood star wtf

fried bananas/banana fritters *oh whatever*

i have my radiotv journalism reader propped on my lap, ready to attack my notebook and hopefully finish my assignment by 5pm today (the deadline i self-imposed) but its 4.26pm now.

sigh.

i'm not one for deadlines. especially self-imposed deadlines wtf.

but the deadline is not until friday 5.30pm.

my goal. to complete it and hand it in tomorrow. *can i hear thunderous applause wtf*

it doesn't help that the smell of rendang and i swear i smelled goreng pisang/pisang goreng (whatever rocks your boat) wafting in through my room window. cue orchestra wtf.

and now i'm craving keropok lekor.

ok wait. i'm craving mcdonalds also. damn that flyer i saw last night.

and reese's peanut butter pieces.

so instead of doing my assignment, i'm thinking of food.

and if you must know, i'm also waiting for 90210 latest episode to show up on youtube. come to think of it, 12am deadline won't seem to do. change to 2am wtf. extra 2 hours! teehee *pats self on back*

okay okay. just to show you how much of a bum i am, my assignment word limit is ONLY...

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300 words!!!

what the fudge. *oohh..chocolate fudge nyumnyum*

wisdom be gone

don't laugh if i talk funny

because karma sucks *glares at belinda wtf*

i had my wisdom tooth(s) removed and will have another round to go.

therefore, i am no more wise (geddit!? hahaha so funny)

let's just say that it hurts to talk properly properly.

and don't get me started on eating. one sided chewing anyone?

but i have to say, the process of getting the tooth out...OH EM GEE! it's like a horror movie without the visuals. radio drama wtf.

unless of course, you open your eyes that is *such brave souls*

but of course i shut my eyes throughout the process *ahem*. not so brave and daring. but the sounds you hear will scare the bejeezus out of you. imagine the sound of drilling, drilling and more DRILLING. with a commentary from the dentist. omg somebody grab the remote and mute the damn commentary! plus i could actually hear the tooth being yanked out FORCEFULLY from my bones/jaws/mouth whatever scientific term it is. like literally bones breaking *shudders at the memory*

can you imagine if there was NO ANESTHESIA? let's NOT even go there.

silver lining?

i didn't feel a thing. although the anesthesia did hurt a bit. i could feel the needle poking through my cheeks and just waiting to get out from the other side *shudders* freakky stuff. and i could feel my cheeks getting hotter and my mouth getting numb. and i kept asking the nurse if it'll hurt because she asked if i was scared +__+

no. i was very brave. and in half an hour, i was done.

with a cotton bud shove in between my tooth which i didn't even realize was there till the doc told me to NOT swallow the cotton *insert relevant emoticon*

i am singing along to selena gomez's tell me something i don't know.

in my head of course.

because i can't sing along. hurts too much.

sigh.

labels, love or pomo?

Hakuna Matata

*beats chest ala kingkong*

i am triumphant.

for now.

on a random note, i'm lovin' the lyrics of 'labels or love' by fergie from SATC.

it SPEAKS to me. i want to be Carrie Bradshaw. i want her wardrobe minus the outrageous fashion. wtf i want mr big. and THAT walk in wardrobe!

ok maybe not mr big. he was a coward. nvm a rich coward wtf i'm so shallow.

OMG AM I POSTMODERN OR WHAT!!!???

one of the features of postmodernism is that everything is reduced to the surface +___+ no depth!

what the fudge.



the 2500 word essay has gotten to me +_______________________+

BIG TIME.

am a pomo

word count: 1379

progression.

non-linearity.

my. mind. is. all. over. the. place.

i.
think.
i'm.
beginning.
to.
turn.
into.
a.
postmodernist.
or.
maybe.
i.
have.
been.
all.
this.
while.
a.
closet.
postmodernist.
wtf.

i'm breaking free.

word count: 902

blardy hell. not even a thousand words.

+_____________+

2 days left.

boleh boleh.

the horoscope

today's horoscope read something like this "work and health no good" wtf. and it was damn true wtfwtf. i had the misfortune of having my cramps this afternoon when working on my radio program. sigh.

had to drive home in pain.

but now that the pain is gone, i will have to work on my 2500 word long essay. at this moment i only have 397 words +__+

yesterday morning, said essay was supposed to be due on friday (tomorrow!) but on the same yesterday morning, said essay was given an extension! can you feel the joy!? CAN YOU? CAN YOU? HUH HUH HUH!!!

anyways, extension means prolonged procrastination wtf. sigh, tak sedar diri langsung.

thank goodness no other assignment due next week or else will eat into the other assignments time. trust me. it happens. *shudders with fear at the thought*

so after happy news was given, had to sit through one and a half hours of S-L-O-W fragmented, traumatic, painful memory film followed by a colourful, make you wanna tap dance and sing musical film. quite a pleasant day. 2 films in one day = priceless wtf.

ok. that's not true. tuition fees = RMx,xxx.xx X2

actually, yesterday was a very good day come to think of it. because i L-O-V-E youtube!

gossip girl, one tree hill and 90210...OMG and many more to come hopefully! watched until 3am +__+

sigh. see what i mean when i said extension is actually prolonged procrastination.

90210 is my new guilty pleasure. i remember watching the original beverly hills 90210 with my parents on tv3 +__+

which reminds me. lipstick jungle! OMFG! damn PANAS wtf. i feel like a schoolgirl now. which of course i'm not. i am an undergraduate. who happens to act like a schoolgirl when no one is watching wtf. yes, i scream when i see a lelaki yang kacak on screen. which is alot. thanks to youtube.

i should hide my face now wtf.

by the way, every club should emulate MOS. the no smoking rule. i smelt damn good after =)

the word

i hate reading academic essays.

they take the fun out of reading.

bombastic words are used right, left and center. one sentence can be read a gazillion times and you still don't know what they're talking about. the dictionary becomes your bedside friend, the best friend you never knew you had.

microsoft word has the thesaurus function which is god sent i tell you.

word count. i heart you so when i've almost reached the required word count. the wonders of technology. i would die if i had to use the typewriter and manually count 2500 words +___+

***

omfg. please focus. you have a 25oo word essay due next week! does the word contem.fic. and andrew not scare you!? *slaps self repeatedly*

ok. bye bye. wish me luck wtf.

random facts

random fact #1: death cab for cutie's 'i will possess your heart' is 8 minutes 35 seconds long. vocals only come in after 4 minutes +___+

random fact #2: i have found the MOST COOLEST PHOTO EDITING WEBSITE EVER!!! and i don't need to have ANY photoshop-ing skills!

random fact #3: belinda is google queen! all hail belinda, the google queen. thanks to her, i can now rip off videos from youtube. oh goody.

random fact #4: it took me about 2 weeks and 3 days to decide if i wanted to go for MB. tell me about it.

random fact #5: i'm procrastinating kao-kao and somehow, i'm not yet afraid of contemporary fiction and andrew. yikes. not good. must start on it NOW!

random fact #6: mourning and melancholia is making my head spin like a gasing wtf

random fact #7: the rain is affecting my mood and state of mind.

random fact #8: the hills is very addictive!

menu a la carte

every restaurant needs to have a M-E-N-U!

or else how to order? and know how much the dish is?

it's a basic human right ok wtf. i need to know what you serve and how much i'm bloody paying!

2 makan place comes to mind when i'm typing this. if you know me, then you'll know la. i'm not gonna type it here. i must remain anonymous and mysterious wtf.

but c'mon laa. wasn't there a big hoohaa when mamaks didn't display their price on the menu or something? or was it because they simply naik harga on the drinks and roti's? can't remember the specifics but i remember the hoohaa.

so, same thing lor. get a menu please. as though customers know what you serve. yes la, you can cook anything the customers order but customers wouldn't know until you tell them. so list it out on you menu laa. and if ask apa sedap, got the cheek to say "everything also nice. if not nice, won't serve" wtf.

and then they will list the whole bloody menu out verbally in like 5 seconds wtf.

you think this is bullet train meh? brain processor ok not intel wtf. takes time to process the message. linear model wtf. sender ---> message ---> receiver (education put to good use wtf)

and then you'll just start panicking cause the dude is standing there waiting for you to order so you'll just order the first thing that comes out from his mouth when you ask the dude to repeat.

or they'll ask what you want. pasta, chicken, fish, rice, nasi lemak and the list goes on.

dude, how to think what i want if you're standing there spewing food names like a bullet train?

is it VERY MAHAL to produce menus? c'mon man. if you can afford to buy plastic tables and chairs instead of renting a proper shop lot and extending your business by buying or renting over the shoplots next door instead of sitting at road sides, i'm sure you can produce a menu. print on paper and bind it laa wtf. we students do it all the time for assignments ok wtf. tak ada profit langsung. only grades wtf.

but the damn thing is right, business damn good lor. so i guess having no menu works for you.

but still, i don't like lor. i don't know how much the food is. simply tambah here tambah there. for all i know, you could have added in an extra few cents or ringgit to make it easier. and we just willingly pay the price.

why laa nobody complain about them not having a menu and displaying their prices?

but then again, it's a known fact their prices aren't cheap anyways. still....

just get a bloody menu. makes life so much easier...for me anyways.

***

this is just RIDICULOUS!!!

Lavigne 'too sexy' for Malaysia gig

15 hours ago

Malaysia has cancelled a concert by Canadian rock singer Avril Lavigne after the Islamic opposition slammed the show as being "too sexy".

The Arts, Culture and Heritage Ministry said it was unsuitable for Malaysian culture and could not be held on August 29, two days ahead of the country's independence day.

The government's decision comes after the youth wing of a fundamentalist opposition party, the Pan-Malaysian Islamic Party, called for the show's to be scrapped.

Kamarulzaman Mohamed, a party youth official, said that Lavigne's show was "considered too sexy for us" and would promote the wrong values on the eve of Malaysia's independence day.

Source: The Press Association

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excuse me while i go BULLSHIT!

my wednesday routine today

woke up early this morning (8am) to try and finish reading Beloved.

read a few pages. eyes got heavier. pillow became softer. blanket kept me warm and snuggly. and my bedside lamp became SUPER GLARING i had to wear sunglasses to keep the glare away, yo.

then i fell asleep.

screw Beloved la. finish it tonight. let andrew spoil it for me. i dont care anymore.

i woke up reluctantly at 9am.

came home from class in the afternoon. read the paper (felt damn bangga for LCW got to meet the PM and show off his Silver Medal and get RM300,000. i also want!)

ate kinder bueno yumyum. drank water. slept till 6pm.

then got lovely visit from jman! who brought eggtarts fresh from ipoh yumyum.

ate dinner in the rain. drizzling made me eat so fast didn't get to enjoy pffft. now damn bloated lorr. stoopid. i want it to rain HEAVILY now so that i didn't stuff myself so fast for nothing. RAIN RAIN NOW!

i'm now happily surfing the net doing mindless things. i should continue reading Beloved.

the book is rather confusing. ahh, to read a postmodern text!

there's this one chapter where it makes NO SENSE at all super confusing like who is she talking about and then got no punctuations just a space so right it's like reading everything in ONE BIG BREATH crazy shyte
(imagine that sentence i just did, no punctuations right? x 5 pages)

but really sad too. go read it if you dare.

this is like a diary entry. not so much a blog post, huh. I'M CHALLENGING THE SYSTEM WTF
RAH RAH!

sportsmanship

i'm never one for sports.

like i avoided PJK like the plague. i never wanted to play anything at all. i ran away from the balls instead of catching 'em. go ahead and laugh.

but this year's Olympics got me excited.

i actually wanted to watch the badminton finals.
and
I HAVE NEVER WATCHED A SINGLE BADMINTON MATCH IN MY LIFE!

you can practically see the nation's hopes on him. stress man!

watching the Olympics this year makes me wanna grab a racket, ball whatever and just hit,smash,kick whatever. or run. or swim.

makes me wanna master a sport actually.

you know what the Olympics should turn into an event? essay writing. that is one serious sport. no sleep. constant caffeine fix. can make you go crazy wtf.

i've been reading the sports section of the newspaper too 0_o
which is so unlike me.
the Olympics is really getting to me.

gymnastics. diving. athletics. weightlifting. badminton. table tennis. swimming.

i find weightlifting very scary though yet fun to watch wtf. i'm so scared they'll fall on the weightlifters and then crush them or something +__+

the life

two down.

one to go.

the story of my life.

pfft :/

of mindlessness

it's a wednesday night.

i'm facebooking, blog hopping, gossip reading, listening to the endless stream of music flowing from my iTunes, contemplating whether i should have a piece of chocolate (at this hour!) among many other mindless things.

i know i should be doing something more productive. something intellectual perhaps?

i have this nagging feeling that i'm supposed to be rushing something. the number 15 pops up periodically and yet, i have no idea what that number signifies.

*thinks thinks thinks*

nope. still clueless.

so while i'm thinking, let me tell you something about this lady marguerite duras.

i don't like reading her books. period.

so the confusing it's like sitting the merry-go-round a gazillion times. and so the depressing. and just so mixed up.

indeed you are a marvelous woman, doing the things you did and going through such rough periods in life.

but six feet under you are.

ohh... six feet under. that rings a bell *ding ding wtf*

*thinks thinks thinks*

nope. can't seem to place my finger on it. sounds very important though.

moving on.

i can't count. period.
i hate maths. period.

went to this brain development center (not for me, my brain gonna combust thanks to contemporary fiction) and this guy posed a math problem.

there are 14 animals.
there are chickens and rabbits.
there are 40 legs.
how many chickens and how many rabbits?

my head was literally throbbing. never have i seen a math question after my mufy days.

feels damn great to be an arts student now HAHA.

OMG NOW I REMEMBER!

I HAVE 2 ASSIGNMENTS DUE ON THE 15th.

au revoir.

bangkok post in its finality finally

did he believe us?

so after declaring loudly that one of us was going to be staying at a friends place, he began to get busy with the paperwork and click clicking on the computer.

so we waited. and waited. and waited.

and then he declares

"i have upgraded your rooms to a suite"

O___O

"but if i catch three of you in the room, i will charge you double"

+___+

"have a pleasant stay *flashes smile wtf*

***

when we got into the room, we were like 'WHOAAA'

we had a living and dining room. with a walk in wardrobe the size of a public toilet cubicle and a huge ass bathroom. basically, we had a BIG room for 3 girls.

damn good deal.

rights. i'm getting lazy to type so i'll let the photos do the talking.

view from our room

the uncle who sold us skewered chicken&pork. he's holding an egg which will make us strong. he kept showing us his muscle while holding the chicken. but anyways, he damn layan. posed whenever the camera was directed at him. must be thinking we damn jakun, never see hawker food seller before wtf. and he was damn nice. buy 10 free 1 and he added in 3 of the eggs that will make us strong!


Platinum Fashion Mall is every female's dream destination in Bangkok. must visit ok! i rate this 11 stars wtf. your money will surely be well spent here.

satisfied after shopping!

then we headed to the shopping centers! this is us in front of Central World. it's just like your regular shopping mall. most of the brands here can be found back home. anyways, when going to Bangkok, you dont buy stuff you can get back home. you buy cheap stuff!


then we headed to Paragon, where we had Tony Roma's Pork Ribs *yumyum* faster guess how much? it was less than 250 baht. TONY ROMA'S PORK RIBS you cannot get at that price! there was a promotion going on i think, hence the very affordable pricing. the beef ribs back here is already like rm50++ so imagine our joy when we saw the price for pork ribs. i think the fact that it was pork ribs was enough to tempt us to eat it anyways. if it wasn't pork ribs it would have been mcdonald's pork burger. see the pattern? we were in a pork indulgence.

after dinner, waiting for a taxi!

then at night this is what we came home to.

ok fine, not exactly. we had to buy this before 12am because in Thailand, they dont sell alcohol after 12am.

drink we did.

and again, drink we did. shots!

then, partied we did.

the next day it was off to chatuchak, the biggest weekend market! must come here at least once when in bangkok. the enormity of the market amazes me. can get lost i'm not kidding. and the rule is to buy what you see. dont even think of thinking about it and then going back to the shop to get it. cause, that's not gonna be possible.

believe me when i say we hunted high and low for them coconuts! unfortunately they weren't chilled cold. room temperature pfft. the weather was damn hot! but nevermind, got to satisfy my coconut craving. going to Thailand, one cannot miss out on their coconuts and orange tangerine whatever you want to call it. those 2 drinks MUST drink when in Thailand especially in hot weather like Thailand.

after chatuchak, we headed to Emporium. i think we spent about an hour in the shoe department i kid you not. we took forever in deciding if we wanted to buy the shoes or not. the salesperson must have wanted to strangle us +__+ but alas, we all bought the shoe! no need to strangle after all since got business albeit it took forever to come to that decision wtf. then after getting our shoes, we went to get ourselves a massage! when in Thailand, the massage cannot miss! be it a foot massage or full body massage. very worth it especially after a long day of shopping =D the photo shows them preparing for our massage


at night, we headed off to suan lum night market. another great place to visit. you can find all kinds of kitschy stuff here. there was this shop that had one of a kind shoes, but unfortunately, they're made to order so we couldn't buy 'em. after suan lum, we planned to head back to the hotel but halfway, we decided to go visit patpong, another night market but not just any night market. this night market offers you the chance of watching a 'ping-pong show'. and boy are the pimps aggressive. they practically stalk you. we were curious as to what it was about so we asked one of them pimps and the next thing we know when we walked away, she (yes, a she pimp wtf) stalked us. we got damn scared and quickly hopped into the above pictured tuk-tuk.

we went back into the comforts of our hotel room. but of course, not before stopping by 7eleven. seriously, there were 3 7elevens right in front of our hotel! as you can see from the photo above, there are 2 cans of heineken, 2 bottles of smirnoff red, 3 cocktails, 1 lychee something *i forgot the name* and a bottle of black smirnoff. OMG ALL THAT FOR 3 GIRLS!!!
at the end of the day, we downed a can of heineken and one of them alcopops. we alternated between the 2 and omg the combination will leave you high. guaranteed wtf.

so there you go.

that concludes my bangkok post.

i had tonnes of fun in bangkok with the 2 monkeys. the long nights of chit-chat, bonding over shopping and drinks, and the very carerful language we used makes for one heck of a memory!

we had so much fun, we're thinking of making this an annual trip!

ps: you know what my theory is regarding our hotel room? i think he knew we were lying and that was why he upgraded us. or maybe it's because it was 3 of us girls. smitten with us wtf. whatever the reason, bless his soul. he made our stay in bangkok all the more memorable! superior suite for 3 girls. i feel like i was in an episode of sex and the city wtf. the shoes, the shopping, the drinking, the city of Bangkok, the chitchats minus the sex. or not. HA HA *wiggles eyebrow*