mylife.myway

1.

2011-02-22T18:28:00.002+08:00

i should update, but damn no inspiration and busy bee i am.. so..nothing for the time being..although i do want to change the skin of this blog and as you can see i have eradicated the chat box..i was being spammed..so yeah..

uni life sucked the creativity out of me

Hocus pocus

2011-02-04T16:09:00.004+08:00

I was doing my report went i stumbled across these on yahoo. This guy is a walking illusion.

he blends in so perfectly no?

heck i couldn't see this one at all. (hint: the front tyre)

another one (hint: door)

Now i have an advice for him, you can call it career advancement advice: Cut off your feet, that's the only one giving you away. Agree people?

why is it beating so fast?
cause your here
<3

2011-02-01T23:35:00.000+08:00

the chat box is definitely being spammed!!

who are these people?

Parade for me

2011-01-21T22:16:00.002+08:00

I just had one of the weirdest vision ever, whereby I am waiting for a train, specifically KTM at the Mid Valley station at peak commuting hour of 1700. A train arrives, I do not remember the vision of people exiting the train as by now i vision has reverted to the lift in my Uni and the incident that happened this afternoon plays back in my head whereupon when the students waiting outside started walking in even before i could get out, to which i loudly said ' Thank you for waiting'. The nerve :)
So now my vision is back to the train which i have now boarded. And suddenly there is a lady trying to get out from the inside of the train. I am one of the last ones that was able to squeeze inside, so in order for that lady to get out i need to step out. And thus I did the most Malaysian thing which is to wait for someone else to step put instead. But everyone else was also doing the same thing. Alas i had to step out. And the next thing i now, the trains starts moving, the shocking revelation made my hand go up and my index finger gets stuck between the closing doors (I don't know how come the train started moving before the doors has closed). Realising that having the finger bonded to the door was hazardous i chop it off with a knife that materialised out of nowhere. Gross!! I think my brain thought the same and changed it to me looking bewildered, then start running along with the train and making frantic hand signals to the passengers to press the emergency stop to no avail. And finally I reach the end of the platform and jump down to the rock road that runs along most Malaysian tracks.

The End.

wonders if studying about drugs could cause paranoia.

I will never be

2011-01-19T18:15:00.003+08:00

Have you'll heard about the recent huha regarding how the axis of earth's rotation has changed and thus so will your zodiac signs? i heard about it from the most reliable source, Facebook (the best thing ever created in this world, apart from me) ok the last part is kind of a joke, a bad joke :) So I finally Googled what was all these about and stumbled upon the devastating news of me being demoted to a Cancer-ian. Yucks!! No offence fellow cancer-ians, but I will never be anything other than a Leo. Just to sate my curiosity i tried googling cancer and the first on the results list was of course Wikipedia.

Cancer /ˈkænsər/ ( listen) (medical term: malignant neoplasm) is a class of disease in which a group of cells display uncontrolled growth through division...

The above is the small excerpt explaining it. So choi la.. Adoi!! So tried typing in cancer signs, and lo behold i get results of cancer signs and symptoms. None of the results on the first page says anything about the zodiac sign cancer. And 1 page is the max people view for one search query.
How la like this? Only when i typed cancer zodiac did it materialise. And its description is so not me although this might be because i am mentally unprepared to change, which further strengthens my argument, because Cancer-ians are able to adapt well. And they are very feminine in nature. Umm..so not.
So i have decided to ditch this sign change and stick with good ol' Leo and its wiggly bended sperm sign :)

thats right

rawr

Beginning: C6-01: Unfinished

2011-01-02T00:52:00.006+08:00

google-ed. (trust Calvin to know better)

Beginning:
It's a new year. Happy new year all, although honestly there wasn't much difference between yesterday and today, but then let me not spoil your newness. I haven't actually got into writing this whole never to be done list resolution thingy. Kinda want to put the thoughts into action rather than the usual words on paper that never emerge to see the light of day, let alone to be fulfilled. But with my straying thoughts and fleeting memory i probably should. A joke: The other day my brother said that he gotta find the 2010 resolution list. I asked if he wants to cross out the achieved ones. and he said, no, am going to replace the 10 with 11. See people, it runs in the family.
And studies.. Nervous and worried sick over the new sem, which means i am normal. Excited a little as well, which means i am pretending to calm myself down by channeling my negative into positive thoughts. Oh bugger who am i kidding, i don't want this sem to start. But since when has the world revolved around my words? And commence it will and strive i will. Perhaps a lot more harder than last time. Although class doesn't officially start til monday, which IS the day after tomorrow (although technically its sunday now) because it is stil saturday night for me. But i feel its starting tomorrow (sunday) itself. Because i am leaving home tomorrow to my residence near the uni. Sob. Am sure to miss the comfort. Sob sob. Ok your most probably confused and need to read the last 4 lines again. Am feeling a little unhinged at the moment, so my apologies. Sob.

C6-01:
Got a new phone for the new year :) my first touch screen, and over 1k property that i currently call my own. Damn the proud wei. But i had some reservations earlier, as in two days back. Bought it on thursday, but the 1st of 2011 was the day i started using it wholly. Before i just charged it and played a few games on it, learned and stil learning the functions it possesses and getting over the 'i want a qwerty pad' mood (i previuosly test drove my bro's C6-00 and loved the qwerty). I wanted so much to use it from the get go but it felt so foreign in my hands. Its heavier than my k770i, lacks a keypad and most of all it seems so fragile and the price tag did not help my cause. It was like a precious baby, black and shiny one at it. It took some overcoming of fear and what the heck just use it attitude and voila 1day successfully down. But you must credit nokia for coming up with super user friendly devices, 1 day is sufficient to learn the basics. And yes me likey.. a lot. This is a lot coming out from my mouth given that i always felt that nokia has so oldish and boringish design. So yes, this guy is pretty cool.

Unfinished:
Damn, Her fearful symmetry is only half way completed. I hate leaving books halfway. the next time you want to read it your torn between continuing from where you've stopped although you have forgotten half of it or starting over but your too lazy to do that because in your head that half is already done. So you see, there is a lot of dilemma surrounding this kind of issue. And this sort of predictment i can do without thank you. Sigh..

Happy 2011 again folks, and wishing you happy times in both the virtual and the real world.

but i get you, so yes it's a good bargain :) can't wait

Top to toe

2010-12-30T23:48:00.002+08:00

Headscarf
Green Fossil purse
Blackberry in pink sleeves
Baby pink Coach bag with brown (leather?) straps
Levi's jeans
pink iPanema sandals

design(h)er

I read, therefore i am II

2010-12-26T21:52:00.003+08:00

from previous post

That's basically how the rest of the novel goes. On the other hand, The Broker is supposedly a thriller. I say supposedly because it falls way short. I have never read Mr Grisham's books before, but i have come to know that he writes mostly law thrillers. Main reason: he practiced law himself. I am a big fan of thrillers. I practically grew up with Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew and Enid Blyton's Famous Five series and upgraded to James Patterson novels. he writes a mean thriller by the way. So i had pretty high expectations on The Broker; it had been the New York bestseller for some time. But to my dismay. The story is about a Broker(lawyer) who used to be all strong and mighty in his heydays but pleads to go into prison after some nasty people finds out about a secret computer program that can control and monitor all other computers and intelligences. And then, the CIA pardons him, gives him a new name and secret life in Italy nevertheless and then they would leak his whereabout to the people who knew the existence of the program, like the israelis, pakistanis, chinese (although he refers to them as Red china, communism perhaps) and arabs.
Sounds like a good enough story, but don't be fooled by this, because this story is all words and no action. There is only descriptions of how good a hitman or killers are, but they don't actually get near the hero at all. The only time they have him surrounded by snipers ready to fire, but they get a last minute message to withdraw. And the other time another secret agent pursues him on foot when he tries to run from Italy, and he escapes him by, wait for it.... by changing to a different bus at the last possible moment. And i went dammit I want some drama. Some chasing, firing, dodging or actually confronting a killer. Anything at al!! But nope, all the hero has to do to lose his chasers is to change clothes. *slaps forehead. I think I would stick with Mr. Patterson, thank you very much.

To kill a mockingbird,
Her fearful symmetry.
Waiting to be read.

I read, therefore i am.

2010-12-25T22:29:00.003+08:00

At the rate I am going, i am most probably going to break my holiday reading record. So far i have only read two books. A measly two books! I am such a embarrassment to myself. Last holidays i read 3 books, if i am not mistaken. 3 is only a number more that 2 your thinking? Wrong. Because one of the book is a mammoth of a 822 pages. Which I devoured in less than 4 days, again if my memory serves right. So if you add up the other books which were The time traveller's wife and Life of Pi (pronounced as the mathematical 3.142...). it comes up to nearly 1600 pages. Which means i read an average of 320 pages per week on my 5 week break.
And now? I have only read Khaled Hosseini's: The Kite Runner and John Grisham's: The broker. Wow, look at that, both starts with 'the'. I absolutely loved the former, the latter on the other hand, not so, i'll get to the reason soon. Now, The kite runner is a beautifully crafted novel. Every sentence is like a stanza from a poem, but at the same time it tugs at your heartstrings as your able to connect to it emotionally. It revolves around the narrator Amir and his playmate and servant, Hassan and a lot of other supporting characters. It is set in the time before Afghanistan is as anything as it is now. Back in 1963. Its a poignant tale i would say. One of my favourite is when the father of the protagonist tells me about what is sin:

"Now, no matter what the mullah teaches, there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft. Do you understand that?"

When the protagonist says no, he continues:

"When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see?"

other excerpts:

I watched him fill his glass and wondered how much time would pass before we talked again the way we just had. Because the truth of it was, i always felt like Baba hated me a little. And why not? After all, I had killed his beloved wife, his beautiful princess, hadn't I? The least i could have done was to have had the decency to have turned out a little more like him. But i hadn't tuned out like him. Not at all.

That same night, I wrote my first short story. It took me thirty minutes. It was a dark little tale about a man who found a magic cup and learned that if he wept into the cup, his tears turned into pearls. But even though he had always been poor, he was a happy man and rarely shed a tear. So he fund ways to make himself sad so that his tears could make him rich. As the pearls piled up, so did his greed grow. The story ended with the man sitting on a mountain of pearls, knife in hand, weeping helplessly into a cup with his beloved wife's slain body in his arms.
I shook Hassan awake and asked him if he wanted to hear a story.

After Hassan reads the story:

"Some day, Inshallah, you will be a great writer", Hassan said. "And people all over the world will read your stories".
"But will you permit me to ask a question about the story?" he said shyly.
"Of course"
"Well..." he started, broke off.
"Tell me, Hassan," I said. I smiled, though suddenly the insecure writer in me wasn't so sure he wanted to hear it.
"Well," he said, "if i may ask, why did the man kill his wife? In fact, why did he ever have to feel sad to shed tears? Couldn't he have just smelled an onion?
I was stunned. That particular point, so obvious it was utterly stupid, hadn't even occured to me. I moved my lips soundlessly. It appeared that on the same night I had learned about one of writings objectives, irony, I would also be introduced to one of its pitfalls: the Plot hole. Taught by Hassan of all people. Hassan who couldn't read and had never written a single word in his entire life. A voice, cold and dark, suddenly whispered in my ear, What does he know, that illiterate Hazara (lower caste, which Hassan belong to)? He'll never be anything but a cook. How dare he criticize you?
"Well," I began. But i never got to finish the sentence. Because suddenly Afghanistan changed forever.

to be continued

Bento

2010-12-22T22:45:00.002+08:00

Isn't it funny that i blogged more during my finals and less when i am on hols. Yes, yes life is unfair people, get on with it. K, i dono wher that last part came from, but let me sugar coat my words. So a week or so ago i had one of the worst breakdown of my life. Everything that possibly could go wrong went wrong, and what should have been right also went wrong. And i went thru the whole drama of 'Why me God? and 'God has a sick sense of humour' yeah, i converse to god in english, although my mother tongue is tamil. It's easier that way and i find myself more expressive in the queens language. Simply meaning wider vocab. I did not realise this as odd until back in primary school i heard a fren calculating in chinese (which was her mother tongue). Its odd because i calculate in english, eventhou the syllabus was in malay.
Ok, the real problem is not how i calculate or converse with god, rather how difficult everything seemed a handful of days ago. The 'I don't deserve this horror movie i am in' approach is definitely not a way out. Life felt like a mess left after a food fight. And it took a lot of courage to get back in track. How? I don't really know. But everything came to an end on monday evening. And the sun was back shining.
One of my favourite quotes is 'Everything happens for a reason'. I really don't know how this roller coaster ride will help me in the near or distant future, but i truly hope its worth it in the end. Thinking there is a reward for me somewhere along this journey called life makes it a tad more bearable. But God, why can't I have things easily also at times? Ok, back to a monologue with god. Ciao.

craving for sushi -.-

Its not much, but hey its a start

2010-12-21T20:12:00.004+08:00

Game stats:
played: 1
won: 1
casualties: 1 bleeding finger (made washing my hair so darn difficult)
1 swollen wrist (looked pretty scary, not so much after applying ice, blue black thou)
mood: extremely gay. (as in happy)

copious amount of endorphin :)

Overworked.Unpaid

2010-11-23T22:11:00.003+08:00

Not gonna be blogging anytime soon. Am attached to a company to do my industrial training for 2 weeks. It's freaking tiring with a big T.

yes we are students
no, we are not 24 of age
we do look matured, yes.
thank you
-.-

If looks could kill

2010-11-21T00:27:00.002+08:00

Judging a book by its cover. Is so not my type. I don't fall for pretty books; reason why i don't favor chick lits. Although i do love Sophie Kinsella's to bits. But today yours truly is guilty of judging a person by looks.

Went to the nearby sundry shop and was cursing the car parked next to the empty slot i was trying to maneuver. It was parked at an angle that showed that the owner did not bother to look if he is in the box. I managed to slot the beast of a car that i drive into the slot, and was about to reverse to make sure the car was more perpendicular, went 'swoosh' a lorry came and double parked smack at the butt. My hands went for the horn while i turned around to give the driver a dead stare. And i saw this burly man with ponytail, and earring dangling on one ear. I timidly turned down the engine and walked out. What horn?

So i bought the only stuff mom asked me to and walked out, hoping, k more like praying that the lorry would be gone. But nope, still there, blocking my way. So i mustered my courage, to honk. He wasn't in the lorry anyway so i was slightly more braver. once, twice, thrice. Nope stil no sign. i walked back to the shop and saw the man standing there, but i asked the shop assistant if he knew who's lorry it was. And this man, walked out said sorry to me, moved his lorry. and then helped me get out of the tight spot of a parking.

And i felt miserable for steroetyping him. All because he looked like a villain straight out from a bad tamil movie. (The good one's have drool worthy villains, you see) How many times have we done just that, sterotype some one because of their looks. I have had a fair share of it myself. And yet, i did that. Sorry.

On a different note, if the title was true i might be six feet under by now. Took the sister for a hair cut. She looked like a cross between alley cats and justin bieber. Cute but awfully messy. And she kept giving me this murderous looks thru the whole ordeal. Oh wells, she can decide what hair style she wants after she reaches 12, until then i'll be making the calls. She looks much neater now, very presentable. And cute. So win win situation. And if my hair was anywhere as nice as hers, i would be strutting Ellen degeneres's looks.

blogging from the pc sucks!!

Confessions of a

2010-11-19T00:12:00.003+08:00

I like my loneliness. Does this sentence make me sound anti social? Like a recluse? a loner? But i really do like it. Perhaps solitude is a much better word. Sometimes i just like to be left alone. In my own little universe, without any interruption to my wildly free flowing thoughts. That moment is magic to me. Because half of the time i cant think back about the poetic lines by mind conjures up. Like how a magician would do, with just a wave, the thoughts leave me as soon as they reach, and in the same manner they did. Fleeting.

It doesn't mean i rather sit at a corner rocking myself back and forth then converse with you. If you have those thoughts regarding what i said above, i suggest you stop reading. It's not the mere act of socializing that irk me, its the pointlessness in some of the conversations. But unfortunately I am a good listener. or so people say. If a face that show not much expression, and a voice monotonous most of the times is a criteria for a good listener, than i fit perfectly in the mould.

Have i mentioned that i always thought i would go friendless. Because sometimes i feel I am better off like that. I don't care about many people in my life. Only a handful that i am truly close with. Those that i can bare my heart and soul with. But there are too many people who care for me, in ways that i never did, and never will. It's just my nature. Like how the spider bit the monkey that was helping it cross the river. And they both drowned. It was its nature. I accept you as my friend, but there are some boundaries that you shall not cross, and if you did, the security alarm goes off and i will begin my retreat. The harder you try, the further i'l go.

Not many people have had the chance of breaking down the barriers around me. One was let in by me, the other came crashing thru. But surprisingly no alarms rang. The wall has been crumbled, and the alarm deactivated. How, i don't even know. And to only this two person my true nature is known. The ones that knows my fake smile from my genuine one. But to others i will always be distant. Always was, always will.

and calling me everyday day is not the way.

grey

2010-11-04T22:57:00.001+08:00

http://www.hiphopwatches.it/

this so pwetty.. i like cherry red in small :) but the other colours are awesome as well.

Of symptoms and signs

2010-11-03T23:00:00.003+08:00

'I wish i could be as calm as you' - Yosh (2004)
'You are one of the most calmest person i have seen' - live in tenant (2010)

2 papers down. And what are the odds of a 4 credit paper being do-able, while a 2 credit paper being utterly insane? not very low if your in my course. half way thru the latter i was resigned, what come what may, i am just gonna do my best, while cursing the lecturers in the heart.

on a different note, my gastric is acting up again, big time. sigh, its stress induced the doctor said, but i don't feel stressed i said. maybe your just used to this level of stress but your body has hit a snag, he concluded. am i supposed to be proud or what that my stress tolerance level has increased? meh..i still don't think i am stressed out. and did i tell; denial is my middle name. anyway, gonna tackle the rest of the papers with a proton pump inhibitor in hand. and i think i smell urea in my breath, which most probably mean that i have a Helicobacter (not helicopter people) pylori infection, which does not put a silver lining in my dark clouds.

and the paper i had today was gastrointestinal system and pharmacotherapy, go figure. my body seems to be giving all the symptoms that i am supposed to be writing on the paper. how helpful. right.

5 days break for diwali and then 4 more papers to go.

and they say it's just the beginning

2010-11-02T16:53:00.001+08:00

omg!! i want to watch this!! this 3 600pages book was my muse during my hols, and the first book has been made into a movie!! but personally lisbeth(the main character) is not how i imagined her to be

time travel me

hypertrophy

2010-10-31T10:00:00.000+08:00

First paper in exactly 24 hours. painted green for luck.

and i would like a 4 petal clover field please.

Milo

2010-10-30T11:50:00.000+08:00

All work and no play makes me an extremely moody girl, so little things like this helps chase away the blues.

and poof it became koko krunch *say it with the tune people, its sounds much better that way :)

bieber fever

2010-10-30T01:27:00.003+08:00

special dedication to pk. even if you dun like jb watch it for js k and this is actually a nice song :)

you know you do

farny

2010-10-28T12:03:00.000+08:00

self generate

Prand

2010-10-27T13:39:00.001+08:00

now all that is missing is french fries and carbonated drinks.

and it goes on and on

combo

2010-10-27T09:43:00.000+08:00

The rain is back pouring, but now am wishing for the sun to shine. Cuz rain and finals don't go hand in hand. The bed has never been more inviting and nodding off while memorizing all 6 hormones secreted by the anterior pituitary and its effects is a norm. and yesh, i live with an Eskimo :)

it's the smallest of things that truly matter

winter

2010-10-26T22:52:00.000+08:00

Yes it does look like a Jew's attic during Hitler's reign, but fear not, it's just fuel for this long, harsh study week+finals.

you are the yin to my yang :)

cH

2010-10-25T14:36:00.003+08:00

Calvin : You can't just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes : What mood is that?
Calvin : Last-minute panic.
(so true)

Calvin: I'm a genius, but I'm a misunderstood genius.
Hobbes: What's misunderstood about you?
Calvin: Nobody thinks I'm a genius.

"I'm a simple man, Hobbes."
"You?? Yesterday you wanted a nuclear powered car that could turn into a jet with laser-guided heat-seeking missiles!"
"I'm a simple man with complex tastes."

"I'm not going to so my maths homework. Look at these unsolved problems. Here's a number in mortal combat with another. One of them is going to get subtracted. But why? What will be left of him? If I answered these, it would kill the suspense. It would resolve the conflict and turn intriguing possibilities into boring old facts."
"I never really thought about the literary possibilities of maths."
"I prefer to savour the mystery."

"Bad news Dad. Your polls are way down."
"My polls?"
"You rate especialy low among tigers and six year old white males."

"What state do you live in?"
"Denial."
- Miss Wormwood & Calvin
(don't we all?)

"The world isn't fair, Calvin."
"I know Dad, but why isn't it ever unfair in my favour?"

Hobbes : "It says here that by the age of 6, most children have seen a million muders on television."
Calvin : "I find that very disturbing...it means I've been watching all the wrong channels."

"Hello Susie, this is Calvin. I lost our homework assignment. Can you tell me what we were supposed to read for tomorrow?"
"Are you sure you're not calling for some other reason?"
"Why else would I call you?"
"Maybe you missed the melodious sound of my voice?"
"WHAT? Are you crazy? All I want is the STUPID assignment!"
"First say you missed the melodious sound of my voice."
"THIS IS BLACKMAIL!"

"This meeting of the Get Rid Of Slimy Girls club will now come to order. First Tiger Hobbes will read the minutes of our last meeting."

"Thank you. (9:30) Meeting called to order. Dictator For Life Calvin proposed resoultion condemning the existence of girls. (9:35) First Tiger Hobbes abstains from vote. Motion fails. (9:36) Patriotism of First Tiger called into question. (9:37) Philosophical discussion. (10:15) Bandages administered. Dictator For Life rebuked for biting."

"Is this a great club or what?"

"(10:16) Forgot what debate was about. Medals of bravery awarded to all parties."

all credit goes to here

don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened ;)

ASL

2010-10-22T11:09:00.003+08:00

He is so super good. Especially when he moves his hip.. So cute!!

Glee. I want to watch

A story

2010-10-19T16:25:00.002+08:00

A lot has been happening lately, some she can understand, but others are so bizarre that her tiny little mind can't seem to get a hold off. And don't mind her poor frail heart. Beneath the strong front she puts, her heart remains true to her nature. The softness that people tend to forget she retains. And people do forget, even the most memorable matter. If there was one greatest flaw in God's creation, it was this ability to forget. If not how could they lose track off all the happy memories and hold on to one or two misdoings. Humans are selfish, she thought. And am i being selfish in wanting everything to be as it used to be, she wonders. But try as hard she does to track a reason in her rational mind of why is this happening, there is simply no answer. But her heart says, self absorbed they all are. So preoccupied with their thoughts that they care not about others. Even those that truly does matter. She was suddenly scared. She was losing all those that were once dear to her. And her little world is unraveling before her eyes. Something has to be done, at least to save the others that still fill her lonely world . And she wrote:

To the person who was there for me all the time, even when i wasn't so sure about having you around. Thank you. For not giving up on my less that average social skills and my mediocre attempt of acting like a friend. I was once confused and you were there to guide me thru. This rough hills became smooth path when you walked by me. For being the kindest teacher and gracious well wisher. In this world where everything is a race, I am glad to have you as my biggest cheerleader. For the most accomplished talker, as by that you prompt me to talk, to share and to trust. For that i am most grateful. For willing to look past my cracks and flaws. And most of all Thank you for loving me. For i would not be the person I am without you by my side.

Her cheeks were wet.

might be true

Rewind

2010-10-19T14:54:00.002+08:00

thank you

Quote from pk: And we are the only one still stuck in the past.

yes, I mish you too

Aristotle

2010-10-18T01:00:00.003+08:00

L-R: New, Old

It was a hot evening. And the Old one was slumped lazily in his favorite spot. The master walked out with glorious pieces of bread in her hands. The Old one was given a fair share of the breads. But alas the master walked back inside with a big enough piece. There is a New comer and she wonders if the New comer loves breads as much as the Old one. She bend down gently trying to position the bread within reach of the New comer, when unbeknown to anyone, the slick Old one coolly walked in and swiftly plucked the last piece of bread from the masters hand and walked out again. As if that's the most natural thing to do.

i have the most adorable canine

Non- Rx

2010-10-17T17:34:00.004+08:00

Hi, I'm the pharmacist in charge here how may i help you?
I am having terrible headache.
Can you describe your pain further?
What do you mean by describe the pain?
Describe as in, where actually is the pain? Is it one side, or on your forehead?
Oh, its only one my left side.
how long have you been having this pain?
since yesterday.
Have you taken anything for the headache yet?
No, that's what i am here for.
Can you think of anything that makes the pain better?
When I am sitting quietly, before coming to see you.
Anything that makes it worse?
Your questions makes it worse.
Do you have any other medical condition?
No. But when i checked my blood pressure this morning it was little bit high.
Are you on any kind of medications? Herbal medicines?
Herbal like?
*oh damn!! racks the brain. oh like ginseng for example. *phew
no, ginseng very expensive.
Any prescription drugs? Or over the counter drugs?
What is blood counter?
*thinking that i shouldn't have asked that questions, but answers: No its not blood counter its over the counter. Drugs that can be both without doctor's prescription.

*gives the explanation for his condition.
Any other questions?
Anything else that i can do to make the pain less?
*gives other alternatives.

Verdict: Overall good, but your being slightly too technical. some patients won't understand the medical terms that you use. And your in your diagnosis you should have stressed on his high pressure.

The above is part of my role play quiz.
The patient is my Phd holding lecturer. I must say, i have a lot to thank too my nerves, cuz the only thing that i was hoping for is not to lose my cool. And i managed that well :)

On a different note, this quiz marked the end of a long stretch of 4 gruelingly stressed weeks. And now its holiday till tomorrow and then its study break week. So its gonna be another 4 weeks before this sem ends for good.

p/s: the image shows the time we slept on fri night/saturday morning after a night of eating out, chilling at Look Out point til way past midnight and playing Pictionary thereafter. Fun. Extremely.

when did home become house?

Dessert? or was it desert?

2010-10-13T01:10:00.003+08:00

Googled :)

Damn its hot.
Its so hot to even stay in the house. Now i believe something needs to be done about this darn global warming issue. Its not just the heat, its the dryness. The air seemed to have been sucked dry of moisture. It feels so barren that every breath stings my nostrils. Somebody hand me some lubricants. My poor skin is all crackled and shriveled up like prunes. And don't even mention walking out; its like being babi beratur-ed (bbq for the innocents). And that its with umbrella. Without is like committing suicide. Long-painful-death kinda suicide.

Got the blues

2010-10-06T00:04:00.003+08:00

google-ed

I was jealously looking at some iphone4 online and was wondering loudly if the phone i saw a gal from my uni having yesterday was an iphone or ipad when the live in tenant quipped that she has ipad too. and the next moment i know, she has already taken out a (whisper) pad and wrote an i on it, and insisted that this is her ipad. -.-

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You know whats the worst things about quizzes, its not that there is so much to study, but that there will be so little asked (and always from the part i least know). Its not worth this much of stress.

lalalala

Gut feeling

2010-10-03T22:11:00.003+08:00

It does look like my pencil case vomitted all its contents.
or that it was hit by a tornado, whichever comes first :)

Quiz tomorrow T.T

Wicker

2010-10-01T18:50:00.007+08:00

exactly

Wow, its Friday already? This week was gone in a blur. One day, they were announcing that Monday is holiday to honour the demise of my university's founder's father, and the next I know, i was scrambling to meet deadline for lab reports. I wonder what happened to that 'holiday 24 hours'.

-.-

But seriously, pulling late nighters are no fun at all. For this one whole week the mean time that i sleep is at 2. And by the end of the day I am so pissed tired that I sleep AND wake as soon as my head touch the pillow. And after around 2 your thought become so incoherent and your brain neurons seems to be firing across jelly fields. Not actually the ideal of working time, but there's so so so damn much to do that the normal 8 to 12pm is not sufficient. And classes finish so annoyingly late, so the only way to do all my work and some of others as well (will elaborate on this later) is by wasting electricity doing after 12.

And that killer marketing assignment!! And that *insert profanity of choice, i personally prefer the one that begins with f* group mate of ours. I tell you, she is such a pain in the ass la. Our first conversation with her went something like this:

eh hi, i wanna ask you all a, your group only got 4 people right. My group actually got 7 people, Which was initially ok, because Su Lun said that there is 98 students in the class, so there can be groups with 7, but Ms Snoopy* said that there is only 95, if like that means there can be groups of 7. So if it is really 95 students only, i must join your group. But i also dono how, cuz Su Lun said ther is 98 but Ms Snoopy said there is 95 only, so i dono which want to believe. I very scare la (the exact sentence), cuz this assignment is very difficult, i heard seniors said. Somemore a lot of seniors repeating this subject, all cuz they fail the assignment. So if I know if there is 95 or 98 i can decide which group to be in. Have you'll start doing it yet? What is your title a? Do you understand what I am saying. I dono there is 95 or 98, since Su Lun say 98, but Ms Snoopy said 95. If I stay in their group but halfway they confirm there is only 95, then all my efforts wasted then. So i dono how.

This short story was played to three of us who was present on repetition. T.T We should have seen the sign right, our bad. It was confirmed there was only 95 and we started our date with Hell. And yes she writes her sentences just like her conversations, without pause i.e. fullstops. And she 'requests' us to proof read every single word of her written work. * insert profanity here. And there is the constant sms and calls, Constant!! Adoi, can vomit blood ady i tell you. And there is one more week before headlines. I hope the 95 students does not reduce to 94 by then.

And this assignment is taking so much of my time. Reading every word of the 40 page and correcting the sentences on Tuesday made me sleep at 3 *insert profanity morning. And the next day she comes and says that she could not sleep because she wasn't sure that we can do it correctly. WTF!! *i deserve this amount of profanity at least.

And the weekend is not gonna be any better. 2 quizzes and 2 assignment deadlines. I foresee more late nighters.

End rant.

*name has been changed to protect privacy

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On the bright side, San Francisco Steakhouse Lamb Leg is wonderfully delicious, and the set meal at only 16.90 is a steal I tell you. And Dome's Espreski is love, especially the chocolate coated honeycombs. Double like :)

Wants to watch TARA 4

Bonjour

2010-09-28T22:30:00.001+08:00

attempt 1

attempt 2

I love love love French Plait, but damn its oh so painful to do it la. But what's beauty without a lil pain no? So i persuaded my live in tenant to do this for me. The first is the done version, that the tenant thought was not up to the mark, cuz my hair was getting loose at every twist and turns, so there is attempt no. 2, but alas that was only halfway, cuz the tenant decided that my hair is not compatible with the French. Its too slippery, like an eel :(

Is that white hair i see?! o.O

Lift me up

2010-09-27T22:20:00.003+08:00

If one day, you have the urge to eat both cookie and ice cream and can't make up your mind, then this tub over here is definitely for you. Whole (huge)chunks of Oreo in what seems to be a swirl of more mashed up Oreo pieces. Earlier at the buying stage i was speculating that it would perhaps be 3:1 , ice cream:Oreo, but heck this was 10:1, Oreo:ice cream. Its love at every spoonful. Next time must try the one with Snickers. Tee hee hee :D

WARNING! Might cause slight jelak-ness towards the end

Greed.

2010-09-24T22:44:00.002+08:00

my current love read.

failure to thrive (FTT) failure of an infant to grow satisfactorily compared with the average for that community. It is detected by regular measurements and plotting on *centrile charts. It can be the first indication of a serious underlying condition, such as kidney or heart disease or malabsorption, or it may result from problems at home, particularly *non accidental injury.

i like how they use average rather than normal, normal is so overrated nowadays

Final run.

2010-09-20T14:57:00.007+08:00

a not so gentle post it by the room-mate

yes am back, and the routine has supposedly started for the rest, but i extended my hols by having this mega pain. Anyway, this is some observation i made during my attachment:

1. During the festive season everybody do overeat, one of the kakak even could not fit into her skirt raya by the third day of raya. And i thought it was only me. Happy to know that only about whole of Malaysia have this syndrome. Nyehehe :) And all this overeating is good. For business atlkeast.

2. Poking human for blood is so surprisingly additive. The sight of the thick, warm blood oozing out is so exhilarating to watch. And it doesn't make me want to puke my gut out. Ok, i better stop now, lest I am misunderstood. But i'll conclude by saying that i no more detest vampires.

3. SEX SELLS!! Damn it does. The guy that made Viagra would be chuckling his way to the bank.

4. I now know the theory behind why people from other state always think that KL-ites are show offs. And no its not because they actually are, but the explanation would take pages long and hours to write, and i do not have hours. So another time maybe. But just to stress the point, KL does not have more show offs then the next state do.

5. I have learned to become more friendly and also muka tebal a bit. I think these two are not much different.

6. I belum melupakan I punya BM :) Betul, Betul, Betul :)

but the question is "where did the middle go?"

Rawr

2010-09-12T23:30:00.003+08:00

taken from here

Dearest,
please don't give up on us yet, i still believe that we both can work this out. I know there has been flaws in this relationship; there were times i did not treat you as well as i should have been, i have bad mouthed you (for which i truly regret), i have even wandered to other 'prettier ones'. But my heart was always with you, still is. I admit that i constantly spoke of this relationship lasting only for another two years, and when i start working, there would be better choices. It was a horrible thing to say, i realise that you mean a lot to me. You might not be my first love, but you were there always, and I failed to realise that.

All I am asking for is one more chance, trust me baby, this time it'l be better. Please don't give up yet, Please.

True conversation between me and my k770i

Salem's witch

2010-09-11T14:19:00.002+08:00

taken from here

Yes that would be me.

Only that day i realised that i have a gift, inherited from my mother's-spouse's-sister's-aunt's-grandma's-longlost cousin's-secret lovers daughter. It presumably skips several generation, so everyone in my family has it. And the gift or curse is genetically imprinted into my very core, so there's no chance of recovery lest I kiss an ant and wait for it to turn, i mean transmogrify into human. Alas that would never happen since i would never in a thousand years be able to find it. No, not that mutated ant, but its lips to be kissed.

So with the curse i shall live. I had 20 odd years of practice anyway. But then again, how do one get better at procrastinating? and live to tell its lethal consequences.

I think i might be up to the challenge, since I have already wasted two and a half days and still counting of doing nothing but watching the idiot box, and i have 42 hours of community attachment to be completed, of which i have made up my mind to complete only 21. I have Marketing assignment to be done, tonnes of notes to read and 2 lab reports to be completed.

And i feel like eating sushi.

My hormones are haywire -.-

K.O

2010-09-05T22:39:00.002+08:00

OMG that outfit!!

to die for swoosh O.O

muscularity obsession!!

speareShake

2010-09-05T21:38:00.005+08:00

googled

From Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, 1600:

JULIET:
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
Not a big fan of classics, no offence, but this line right here sums up my feelings. I went to a proper physiotherapist center this time around to get my leg patched up for good. After nearly 5 months, immobility has got to my nerves, brain and heart as well. Its way too depressing to just sit there and be idle. To all those who have well functioning limbs, go and utilise them. You never know how much you miss something untill you've lost it you see, so rather than waiting and experiencing it yourself, do honour my humble request.
So what's in a name? Does getting a diagnosis of Pattelar tendonitis makes the pain go away? Nope, but it does help your confidence that this guy actually knows whats wrong with you and will treat you accordingly. And for additional benefits, you can Google for more information as well :) That's a relief as one website said that surgery is exceedingly rare. *take that overactive imagination.
And And And, the mega additional bonus: One cute muscular therapist. I foresee high compliance rate to this treatment.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, if the doctor is cute; throw the apple away ;)

Poke

2010-09-03T01:06:00.002+08:00

The final quiz before the raya break ended yesterday, and what a relief it was. And i had a blast from the past moment right at the end of it. Remember back in school you wish your seated either as the first or the last in your row so that you could collect your whole rows exam paper. This was of course, the time when the educators were looked highly upon, and being their minion, albeit just as paper collectors were a proud moment to be savoured. And then as they say, things change-d. until yesterday that is. It was kinda fun, walking the whole length of 25 students and to feel that am back in school. Not a bad thing at all :)

me wants new phone also

Te extraño

2010-08-15T20:00:00.002+08:00

i had a dream yesterday,
in that dream,
after years,
we met,
we hugged, and
we talked
just like old times,
and when i woke up,
i realise,that
i miss you,
more than words can describe,
maybe thats why i've kept mum for so long.
but now i fear, that
if this continues i'll lose you forever.

how things have changed in this past 5 years,
we are in such diverse roads,
but i crave for it to cross once again.
because i believe you are worth fighting for.

i haven't gave up, i just stopped trying

ROFL

2010-08-11T00:25:00.003+08:00

Wth!

and down the drain went the Queen's language that day

Shrimp-ing

2010-08-08T18:17:00.002+08:00

My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."

-Forrest Gump

Do you like surprises? Not the close your eyes with hand and guess who kind off surprise. But more of the hush hush talks, whispers and diversions type. Do you? I like them, surprises. It's well, surprising! Alas i rather be the surpriser than the one being surprised. The reason? I'm bad at emotions. I feel, but i find it hard to show. What can i say my face betray me in the most crucial of moments.
Yesterday, was filled with surprises. My friends planned a surprised birthday dinner for me. They made me stand on the chair while the entire Bubba Gump Shrimp n Co waiter/res sung their version of birthday song, which included a line that went something like ' Shake your booty if you want your birthday cake. and shake i did, but it was more like sway ;p
Its amazing, d feeling of being surprised. It gives you a warm feel inside. Oh wait, that wasn't the end. After the dinner, the parents came n picked me up and straight we went to the theater. Another surprise. They even brought jeans for me to change to since i was wearing skirt (yes you read right). Sweet. It was a hilarious movie. Left me in stitches.
However truth be told, i think i prefer not to be surprised. It kind off messes with my system. I become a very different person at these moments, almost in a perplexed state, that conjuring a perfectly normal sentence is so darn difficult. But, i really appreciate all of their efforts. Thank you for believing that i deserve this celebration. It means a lot to me.

Its always you that matters the most.

It is time..

2010-08-01T23:24:00.002+08:00

Missing for the last 21 years.

If found please return to yours truly.

Haul-ed

2010-08-01T23:20:00.003+08:00

The better part: was on sale
The best part: was paid for

numb3rs

On diet

2010-07-28T19:15:00.002+08:00

my motivation

s? what were you thinking? *slaps forehead

Stuart little

2010-07-27T20:48:00.004+08:00

in the name of science

blocked nose helped me survive this

Random but not mundane

2010-07-26T10:58:00.003+08:00

Google-d

1. If you can make good buns make more of it, then everyone can get a bite.
2. Rained cats and dogs, and my bladder went haywire.
3. An advice: Petronas restrooms are a gem, steer clear from BhPs'
4. Three words: Rain, roadside, durian. *grin
5 Another three: It was fun. Surprisingly. oh wait, that makes it four.

guess he's the star now

Tooth-throat-nose

2010-07-24T22:53:00.004+08:00

Invasion of the microbs on the above mentioned portion of my body in that order. So i dug out my buried gut, theatrically speaking, and fixed and appointment with the dentist. Minor surgery coming up.

In between i managed to get a dose of the nasi lemak that Dr. Mahathir is hooked to. I must admit, in addition to his fashion sense he also does have a good tongue. Not bad for a leader, unlike the other incidence of heart attack-ing over durian and mutton. What a combination man, puts even TM's blockbuster deal to shame. And did i mention that i had coffee infused sky juice. Its either their coffee is 'power giler' that it can't be washed off, or i got a slacking foreign laborer washing my cup. I think i'll convince myself its the former.

Plus me is going to the state just above selangor, to visit the grandmother. Not really looking forward to it. Well that's just me being cynical. Although if u throw in the Gulam Rasul fried chicken, i might waver.

picture upload failed, come on my precious cyber shot

Love story v1.4

2010-07-18T23:16:00.004+08:00

I always will

In the end

2010-07-18T00:28:00.002+08:00

googled

Still in the getting used to wake up, study, sleep routine phase.

it has been very long. accelerate mode on

Miss my long hair i do

2010-07-11T16:19:00.002+08:00

Went with a horses', back with a rabbits'

Next time lady its no more than 2 inches

249.241

2010-07-11T16:09:00.005+08:00

i won :)

But it wasn't easy. Had 5 R's and letters U, V, W, X, Y and Z.

makes it all the more sweeter

T.G.I Fridays (not)

2010-07-09T22:58:00.003+08:00

Google-d

Today was the longest day ever. Classes from 8 to 5 with only an hour break in between is the perfect recipe for headache. Thus with the uber long day, ended my first week as a 3rd year-ian (I created that word). And so far its been interesting to say the least. A lot of familiar faces have left, lecturers i mean. And a few new additions. And all the lecturers come in saying that your not very far from your final year and from graduating. Yes we know. and not particularly looking forward to it either. *shudder. It's scary enough to think that my last public exam was 5 years ago. 5!! *dramatic faint. Shedding my lifelong identity as a student is gonna be a pain in the ass.

Sometimes it makes me wonder, what if i did not end up here learning how to make drugs that goes to both your front and rear; and to nod emphatically at patients or to look interested when the lecturer seems to be talking Greek (ok, they didn't teach that, that's a skill that i perfected in this past two years :), and it comes in real handy) What if instead of all this, i was in public Uni? I did get offered a seat in UiTM, which is all the way down south, to do civil engineering. WOW, just think about that, i would be having a lot of bumiputera friends and who knows i might also have made a trip to Singapore. Exciting prospect isn't it?

Another option would be me flying off to Australia for my tertiary education. It has always been my dream to study abroad. Back then i never imagined that i would actually drive to my uni for the 1st 1 and half year. In my dreams i always imagined a two bed room, with an awesome roomie and a view off the ocean. A little far fetched, but, hey its dream. If i could have somehow had a peek at the future then i would have brushed it off as a nightmare, because that's how much i wanted to fly away from the coop.

So with dreams shattered and the unknown a perplexing entity, all I am left with is the 'NOW'. Present as the optimist calls it. And guess what? I am enjoying the present. I might have had a awesome time in Australia but i could also have had a nervous breakdown and flew back to Malaysia the 2nd day of class. or i could have had a smexy Australian boyfriend before he went off to tame Miley Cyrus leaving my heart all broken. Who knows? exactly. Who knows? But one I know for sure is I wouldn't trade this crazy bunch of friends for anything.

Maybe for the Australian boyfriend, i might have a second thought. *winks

Today i learned that

2010-07-07T19:02:00.001+08:00

white ninja comics

Goiter is when you have 'this huge thing below your neck'. Get it? ;)

This alone is worth it.

2010-07-06T00:26:00.005+08:00

taken from Google

Dear Journal,

Something strange happened yesterday. I felt something below the neck. Dare i admit it, i have feelings for one Will Schuester. Sexy, non murdering feelings. It all makes sense now journal, true love always springs from true hate. I'll admit in the past i have fantasized about waking up with Will's head on the pillow next to me. Except now i pictured it attached to the rest of his body.

Excerpt taken from the journal of Sue Sylvester. Glee, S1E21.

It's a fact that..

2010-07-01T23:59:00.003+08:00

To die and part is a less evil; but to part and live, there, there is the torment. ~George Lansdowne

The rudeness of strangers

2010-06-30T20:42:00.002+08:00

Maybe that's why we did not manage to go there last week, and maybe this is the reason i dislike that place, maybe this is why it's out of our normal route back home.
If you feel like screaming stop speculating and just tell us the darn story, i am more than willing to comply. (because i dun have anymore maybe's, heck three was hard enough)

So the story is that my mom, sis and I went to this 'pasar malam' near Petaling Garden. The pasar malam is under quotation mark because this pasar malam demeans the word. Why? Because there is only 5 food items on sale! And 2 of it is the same 1!! For Malaysian standard, that is way below par. But that is not the reason i am actually taking time to write about this. The reason is the wretched Popia -youcancallmegod- seller(s). The rudest husband and wife combo i have ever seen. And trust me i have seen my fair share of rudeness, what with me being dark skinned and the majority of sellers- fair skinned.

So there was I humbly trying to order some popia for my dad. I remembered that they used to put chicken floss, and i hate chicken floss, so i asked them about it. The conversation is as below:

me: Two popia
seller: 'no response' after a while, how many?
me: two. and do you'll put chicken floss?
seller: yes.
me: i don't want chicken floss
seller: you want pork?
me: i don't want pork o chicken floss, i want the normal 1
seller: you don't tell normal, tell meat free, the normal is with pork.

What the f#$%. I know it doesn't sound so rude here, but with his tone and the look, it took some real muka tebal attitude to brace myself and stand there. And honestly since when does normal popia comes with pork? I've been eating popia since i was a kid. There was this guy who used to sell it at Old Town wet market, and his was the best. Ever. And his never had pork in it. Never. So don't BS with me and tell normal comes with oink oink. And the finale of the rude attack came when i got my meat free packet of popia. The total was RM 3.60. I was holding out RM 10.60. And she knocked at the tabletop and pointed for me to put the money there instead of receiving it with her palms, like how she was doing to all the other customers before me. Now, how rude was that?

I think they seriously need some coaching on manners. They may have a lot of customers, and losing me is not a biggie (yes, i am never buying from them ever again), but in the long run?

The circle is round again.

2010-06-25T10:13:00.008+08:00

In a blink of an eye there's only a week of holidays left, and i realised that this blog had too deal with a two month hiatus from yours truly and lo behold last editions World Cup finalist did not even make it to the knockout stage, not that I am bothered much regarding their exit or that they placed bottom of their respective groups. I am supporting Argentina, but i do have a soft spot for England as well :)

all the way boys

Holidays has been pretty much a routine. A routine that initially seemed to bore my precious glutteus maximus off, but now that its nearing its end, i think i might, just maybe miss this whole routine of; waking up at 10 and waiting til 12 to watch CSI NY (i realised that since Gill Grissom grew a beard and finally left CSI LA, Mac Taylor is now my favourite boss ) then i am off ferrying sis to badminton class, then its 1 whole hour of Phineas and Ferb's mega constructions. I know its a humdrum routine, but didn't some wise person say if u do something for 28 days continuously you'll be hooked to it. So now i am in a denial, as much as i want holidays to end, i don't want it to.

Honestly i was up to no good this holidays. All i did was watch the first season of Glee, and i still have two more episodes that is stuck in my home com which refuse to start up, and i watched third season of prison break, and the final season is stuck on the home com as well. Bloody Murphy!!
Glee is gleeful and Matthew Morrison is so swoon worthy * wipes saliva from corner of mouth.

isn't he?

omg!! isnt't he?!
damn, he is la..

yes, i'll keep it a secret. *winks

Other than that, i did go to an one day trip to Melaka. Now the only thing i remember of the trip is the never ending jam (it felt like the whole of Malaysia and Singapore were heading towards the small state. And the awesome popia n the famous Jonker 88 cendol (i din't really like it).
And i saw this:

cool eh?

And then there was this failed trip to Pangkor. Failed because we planned it, but just did not take place.

And Murphy's Law is combining with all the forces of the world to deny me of a chance to play badminton. First a few months back i injured my leg by walking n then slipping while getting out of the bathroom. There was no immediate immense pain, no wobbly leg but the next day it got worse and by day three i could barely walk T.T So this break i repaired it to a decent level, and now my wrist is acting up.

one of the white portion (the one at the top of the pic) is kinda protruding out

So there is no chance of me playing this time around. So i have been trying to use my sub conscious mind to miraculously heal me so the next break I'll be able to.

Oh ya, and the brother is coming back on the 3rd of July on a plane that'l reach at 10pm. Yes, pm as in night. And I'll be leaving back to UCSI on the next day, and my sem starts the day after next. The irony, tell me about it.

Ciao, i am off to watch CSI on HD :)

p/s: i'll update often.

besides myself

2010-04-08T00:44:00.000+08:00

p/s: took 2.5hrs to load, but worth it :)

Happy

2010-03-18T21:55:00.002+08:00

31536000 seconds
525600 minutes
8760 hours
365 days
48 weeks
12 months
1 whole year
Anniversary
:)

p/s: you know i do, more than anything

No strings attached

2010-03-15T22:07:00.003+08:00

I know what i want in my life. Finally u say? Well, better late than never i say. After 21 years of being told what to do all the time, deciding how the rest of my years are going to be is not a easy task. Up to this point every move and direction i had turned was not under my jurisdiction. Simply put, mylife not equals to myway. (maybe that's the reason my blog is titled such).

So what have i decided? I have decided that i am going to live for myself. As selfish at it may sound, altruism is not actually the way of life in this millenia. So what does living for myself means? it means not shackled down by expectation and pressure to maintain the good girl image. Not that being good is a bad thing, but the expectation borders on torture at times.

I want to live for myself as in not needing to think twice before indulging on what my heart desires. I don't want to be under a persons supervision, where my every move is watched. I don't want to calculate each and every step of mine, just so that others would accept me for who i am, and not who i was forced to be.

Which brings me to the natural step that occurs in a life cycle:marriage. I don't want anything to do with that. period. I don't need another man to take over my life and run it as his own. I have enough people running my life already thankyouverymuch. So i don't want some stranger in my life or my bed expecting me to ask permission even before i fart. Most of all i don't want to have to need put paying my kids music class fees or getting my husbands much 'needed' golf club, before my own needs. Selfish? Let it be.

But of course my family is important for me. They will always get the attention they deserve. But without the responsibility of being my aviator. This plane will be on manual drive, with me in the drivers seat. Move over autopilot.

And of course you.

p/s: the now me is not that bad mind you, but improvements are always welcomed :)

In love

2010-03-07T16:10:00.001+08:00

with racer back

I think they make me look muscular sans working out.

p/s: well, a girl can dream ;)

Thoughts

2010-02-28T11:30:00.004+08:00

I realised that i have three ways of evaluating a situation

First.

Analyze

Ponder how is tat so

Then go, damn i am mentally handicapped

Second.
Analyze
Ponder
Oh well, this train of thoughts exceeds my brainpower

Third.
Analyze
Ponder
&
Ponder

Why do i sucketh in situation assessment?

p/s: the example of the first case scenario will be; remember back in primary school, biodata books was all the craze? and one of the more creative ways of expressing or should i say boasting yourself is to do this:

Let's say your name is Anita

A- Anita ialah nama saya
N- Naga ialah Tahun lahir saya
I- I sangat baik hati punya
T- Tembikai ialah buah kegemaran saya
A- Awak ialah kawan baik saya

and i always wondered (then) how come the first letter always represents their name. I thought it was mere coincidence.

art of innocence

48

2010-02-21T10:25:00.003+08:00

because black and white is boring :)

p/s: This gotta be the best gift ever

Mute it for me please.

2010-02-19T14:12:00.004+08:00

T.T

Trip to the dentist is always worth blogging about. Because i am a first class scaredy-cat. This time around i managed to procrastinate enough, but it came biting at my gluteus maximus. I am not particularly sure about which part of the visit is the most scariest, but the sound of machine is pretty high in my list. And the equipment itself is not the most pleasing site. When it goes 'zzzrrr', and drills away on your teeth (although its mostly plaque), the feeling is indescribable. Not to mention the cold from the air con blast. i have this tendency to have teeth chatters when the atmosphere is very cold, and trust me, you wouldn't want to chatter when there is a sharp metal stick shoved in your mouth. Luckily the nurse put a blankie on me :) maybe its called a gown. And the nurse was also kind enuf to stick another plastic tube in my mouth, amounting to a total of three sticks at any one time. 1. dental mirror 2. drilling eqipment 3. saliva removing tube. Although the last piece didn't do much of a help, i was drooling down my gown half of the time.

Anyway the trip was overall more pleasant than my previous visit, there was no wisdom removed, tooth that is, just some cleaning. The dentist gave me this very tiny but powderful brush, which goes inbetween gaps. In the process it makes your gum bleed, for which he kindly explained that the gum is very soft and has excellent blood supply -.-

The solution (bottom is the tiny brush thing, its covered)

Wasted time?

2010-02-19T00:44:00.002+08:00

R.I.P

hits and misses

2010-02-13T21:57:00.003+08:00

So i am back home. I love being back. seriously i do, but there are some pros and cons to this situation.

~ I love that i can watch tv
~ There is always something to eat. Although this is becoming a rarity now :(
~ I love sleeping on the bed back here, the comforter of 5 years and counting is a real comfort
~ I can watch tv anytime i want.. Whee!! (yes, its a repeat)
~ I get to crap talk with mom
~ The air con is an added bonus
~

The miss(es)

x I MISS YOU!!
x I miss the freedom there brings
x I hate to tell what am i doing all the time like even when i am online. T.T
x I miss your company.
x I feel so lonely even when the room is full.
x I miss the maggi mi goreng asli with omellete and slightly charred sausages. Yum.
x I miss your rambles.
x I miss the walk to and fro uni. and yes, even the hot sun, wet shirts, and umbrella pokes :)
x I hate the money talk back here
x YES, I WATCH FOOTBALL, I KNOW WHICH TEAM DROGBA AND ROONEY PLAYS FOR. BUT I DUN WANT TO HEAR ABOUT HOW THEY SCORED GOAL OR HOW THEY LOST. I DUN CARE BOUT THEM. IF THATS THE ONLY THING YOU WANT TO TALK TO ME ABOUT. STOP TALKING THEN!!
x I don't have a plant tree, so when i go out obviously i need money, which i dun get much here or there.
x K the last x got a little side tracked.
x I miss eating with you. I have never seen a better dining table then the bed :)
x I miss your alarm ringing while you snore away. Classic :)
x I miss your company
x Damn, i miss you!!

p/s: happy valentine's day. I heart you.

The she Joker

2010-01-30T23:35:00.002+08:00

you know whats more freaky than a tribal doll?

One with a face with nothing but a red lipstick. JoKer anyone?

Fighting are we?

2010-01-28T16:14:00.002+08:00

Forget me not

2010-01-27T09:07:00.003+08:00

You know whats my biggest fear? No, its not the world coming to an end and everyone's life with it, Because your not going to die all alone :)

My BIGGEST fear would actually take place in a changing room in some shopping complex, and me walking out of it without any clothes. Seriously!! I always have this fear, especially if i was to try on trousers. Imagine the piece of garment you wanted to try and your own slinged loosely on your arm, together with your dignity. I doubt one will ever step inside the shop ever again.

With the grace of god this has never happened :) Instead i have been misplacing my notes :( Last Wed I had a 90 minutes break after my moral studies class. Don't ask what moral studies has to do with pharmacy. So i was bumming at the library pretending to read my notes, and the next day the notes went M.I.A. Searched high and low, but to no avail. So i waited a week for the notes to miraculously turn up. No such luck. Dejected i borrowed my frens notes and gave it to be photostated. This was at round 12. I had some time to burn so made way to the library. Then when i had walked from the library block to the adjacent block, then only i realised that my frens notes that i was helping to carry vanished from my hand. I wonder if the Bermuda Triangle has shifted to my hands. Rushed back to the library, only to find the notes on the table.

There was no class in the evening, only lab, and in the lab one of my coursemates came and handed me the notes i misplaced last week. In the library it was found it seems. The time was 2pm. Darn it right. It couldn't have came at a more wrong time. Why must after 7 days of hibernation, and when i have finally resigned to the fact that its not gonna be found again must it wake up from its slumber and find its way back to me?

To teach me a lesson perhaps. And the lesson is never to go to the library.

No, its to never carry anything in my hand, instead stuff everything in my bag :)

voila

Essential

2010-01-25T18:35:00.006+08:00

when your waist is a 28 and thighs 29 T.T

P/S: there, the jeans pic you asked for :)

Play-e-r

2010-01-24T20:08:00.002+08:00

Meet the Lion King player. This game came back in 1995 o.O

p/s: I am glad this made you happy
p/s 2: Please don't thank me :)

that 4 letter word

2010-01-22T12:59:00.007+08:00

My 2010 resolution

make my wardrobe collection more colourful, there is too many white and black.

haha, yes tats my only reolution for this year:)

The recent happening among my frens which i was updated to via Facebook, made me realise that love is everywhere. One just has to search for it. Even the hardest of hearts or maybe they are just being very practical has been able to find love. And when they do, they only thing that fills their blog is well LOVE. You know the type that makes you want to puke, and ask yourself why would people publicize every darn matter. Then when the ball is in your court you do the same thing. Weird it is. Love

And i believe YOU are searching at the wrong place. I wish i can say this to you, Get over her, man! she's not worth it. My heart says that your a gentleman, and my heart is always 92% right in this matter. It is sad to see you this way :(

Shoe-ed in

2009-12-31T23:39:00.013+08:00

It is really difficult being a girl, just look at the number of shoes that we need

1. For shopping

because they are darn comfy to walk with, which means more shops can be attacked

2. For going out on a walk with the boyfriend or any friend.

It doesn't make you want to take it out everytime you sit in restaurants, which is very tak feminine

3. For work

because sometimes the walk from the Boss office to yours can be detrimental to your feet.

4. For work (2)

when you need to reach greater heights

5. For work (3)

If you really really must

6. For the shorts and t-shirt days

walking on water

7. For the runners

run forest run

8. For the players

why didn't badminton shoes look like this when i was playing?

9. For the sleepwalkers

it counter acts the cold tiles that might wake you up

10. For pasar malam

with this colourful one, if not you, at least your feet will get noticed in the crowd

11. For grocery shopping

because we are cool like that :)

I think these pick ups are cool

2009-12-28T21:39:00.003+08:00

Hey babe, wanna get lucky?

Hey babe, wanna have my children? (No) OK then, can we just practice?

I want to put my thingy into your thingy.

Do you wanna lick my tongue?

You've been a bad, bad girl. Go to my room, NOW!

Excuse me. My friend over there is a little embarrassed. She'd like your phone number. She wants to know where she can get a hold of me in the morning.

I'm just looking for a friend with benefits.

Do you know what winks and screws like a tiger? (No.) Wink.

Nice dress. I bet it would look great on my floor.

Nice shoes. Let's have sex.

Is your dad a terrorist? Because you are the bomb!

Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back.

How heavy is a polar bear? (I don't know) Enough to break the ice. Hi.

(hold out hand) Would you hold this for me while I go for a walk?

Do you know how to use a whip?

Do you have rope?

Do you have a name or can I call you mine?

If I told you that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?

You're ugly but you intrigue me

What's that on your face? Oh, must just be beauty. Here, let me get it off. Hey, it's not coming off!

Hi, the voices in my head told me to come over and talk to you.

Be unique and different, say yes.

Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?

Hi. Are you cute?

The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name.

Bond. James Bond.

I saw them here and just wanted to spread the lurve

Now people do try it out and tell me if it really works.

Evil lives in my house

2009-12-28T21:12:00.002+08:00

Stop seducing me already -.-

One more won't really hurt either :)

In a rod

2009-12-26T22:35:00.003+08:00

pretty rubicky flower

pretty rubicky heart?

cendol :D

a place of history

Today i joined the sisters on their secret outing..Vague much? Its actually quite simple, i joined my mom and her 2 sisters who had hired a driver, who happen to be one the husbands, on a ride to Kuala Selangor. Does the name ring a bell? No? How about the place thats famous for kelip kelip? Stil no? Does Bukit Melawati sound familiar? No? Go polish your history A.S.A.P. I insist. I had fun, what with the roller coaster like tram ride and all, but darn the rain. I must go to this place again. You know you can see the Straits of Malacca from the top of the hill. Well it was built as a fort, so its no surprise that it had a view of the strait and a couple of cannons at the helm. But i just cant describe the feeling when i got there, i can just imagine the enemy boats sneaking in, the panic at the fort, which is brought to a coordination by the laksmana( he is the 1 in charge of all the fight right?). I know i sound really freakish here, but oh well i do like my history :)

p/s: I think he is ok.
p/s2: I need to dress up better, its a shame :(

Epic phail. not

2009-12-22T15:00:00.003+08:00

Yes, finally changed my layout. It looks pretty bright, no? I think its k, not as nice as the previous one, but thats cause i am deviated since that was my first attempt in changing my layout. I hope the words are easier to read compared to the previous one.. So drop a comment if you must.

P.S1: Wow..This is so nice. (Cousins and sis)
P.S2: Its cause i helped, but ya its tasty (Mom)
P.S3: Very nice, but a lil too much salt no? (Dad)
P.S4: Bangga sial (Moi)

Picture courtesy of deviantart

are you game?

2009-12-21T22:57:00.004+08:00

truly.madly.deeply

craving some choki love :)

p/s: Me is cooking tomorrow :D

Take 1

2009-12-14T21:36:00.007+08:00

1st day (Fri 11 DEC 2009)

Whoever is responsible for making public holidays fall on Fridays and Saturdays and Sundays have got no life. Fine, i know its nobodys fault that the Selangor Sultans birthday fell on a Friday, but i cant help bickering about i :S if your thinking what's the big deal about Fridays:

your definitely not an Indian
if your 1, you obviously is not the (forced)pious type

Because It is a general requirement for Indians to abstain from meat on this day, meaning if we, as in my family and i go out, thinking of what to eat is tiring. But i had an awesome vege day, as i shall name it.

1st there was an early morning wedding. Yes, when i mean early, really early. Like 5.30 early T.T But the speciality of this wedding is that its held in a house. WoW. Only in the movies do 1 see weddings held at home, i am referring to Tamil movies of course. So i had to attend this wedding, just to be part of say, history:) The house was huge!! We did not get to go inside, but then, course the whole ceremony was held in the porch (imagine how big it is then)

2nd, we, i still mean my family and I, when to Mines :D k, It might not seem so big to you, but it really means a lot to me. Mines was my favourite hang out place when i was in kindergarden. We used to go there on the weekends, and i loved every moment of it. So for me to be there is so nostalgic. *gets all misty eyed.. Actually it has not been very long, i was there back in 2005, but for a different reason. I was attending a day of gruelling IQ questions and wordy English essays, not forgetting the challenging Maths paper. Darn, that day did not make any difference in my life, other than that i can actually claim or even boast if i want to, that i got a letter from our neighbouring country down south. They actually shortlisted me:) Obviously i was not successful, I am still stuck in Malaysia aren't I? Thinking about it, the others who got shortlisted is in Singapore albeit thru different paths, but not me :( Its k, i am pretty happy where I am :)

Where was i? oh ya, Mines. We took the boat ride!! I have never been on it before, this is my 1st time. Sad thing was that they only had the 15 minutes ride, and only my sister and I went on it. The parents decided to date instead. But i was not complaining, especially when the driver mentioned that you can enter the Mini Zoo with this ticket also *wide smile. I was already imagining the snow house. But damn, its closed already la. *cue: breaking heart sound. The pictures i took:

our boat

colourful

leaving behind civilization

storks!

more storks!!

storks on tree!!!

like disney cartoon

the small boy in the boat kept on pronouncing the biawak as berak. disgusting cuteness

To sum it up in ala a Credit card company:

Boat ride: $39= $22 (adult) + $17 (child)
Tea : $45
Spending time with family: Priceless

entertaining myself

2009-12-10T20:24:00.002+08:00

the only colouring i got to do

now, i am taking it a whole new level

For the love of sheeps

2009-12-09T11:40:00.003+08:00

Darn, why is it so difficult to change my layout :@

On a different note, i think this is pretty cool. I am a bobcat :( while your at it, take the memory test as well. My results

This..

2009-12-08T22:02:00.005+08:00

..is getting tiring. Yes, i know i promised to write for 7 consecutive days, but trust me its a real pain in the ass to do so. Especially for me who has not been bestowed with the world's greatest imagination, unless it involves gory details of how i am going to get killed. k, lets not go into that now. I wish my mundane life could get a exciting turn, for the best interest of both me and you, my fellow readers. My daily routine is getting a tad too boring. Somebody please bring me out! Actually you don't even have to bring me out, i can drive myself there, all you have to do is, tell me the date, time, place and i would be more than happy if u pay for me as well. K, scrape the last one, but the others..anyone?

****************************
My results are out. Thank you god. Although it could have been way better, but am glad i can finally put it all behind me. That i can enjoy the simple joy of visiting my aunt and envy over $45k kitchen on mags. It looked gorgeous by the way. That I can read all the story books i got from the MPH sale. Yay!! But most of all, i can do what ever i want whenever i want to. Given that my dad does not interfere. Long story that one, i'll get to it one fine day.

Getting back to me complaining about writing everyday. I feel it makes me produce less that note worthy entries. Because isn't writing when you want to differ from writing just cause you have to. I pity those writers who have to make a living out of this. Moreover my creative juice seems to have been sapped dry. I cant keep on writing rubbish like i am doing now -.-

Ta, I am going to go mourn on the demise of intelligent entry in this blog..

silver medal

2009-12-07T22:59:00.002+08:00

During the Olympics game season i came upon a savagely true saying, that off all 3 medal winners the 1 with the silver medal is the most unlucky. Because for 1, the gold medal winner would of course be happy as naughty kid receiving gifts from santa, while the bronze medalist would be silently thanking all the gods he knows, although he is an atheist, because he had somehow managed to obtain a medal at the least. But what about our silver medalist? He, has to suffer the most cruel faith of all: the if only syndrome. Where upon the symptoms are relentlessly thinking if only i had trained better, if only i had born taller, if only i had ran faster, if only i had followed my coach's advice, if only..and the list goes on. tragic isn't it?

I would not want to be the silver medalist, Olympic or not. Because i am a coward. I would not have the courage to stand up and accept my defeat and say yes i screwed this up. rather you would most probably see me in a corner bawling my heart out, while my mind makes a list of if only's. yes i am a queen of if only's. but if only's are just that, if only. no matter what i do, there can be no amendment made. and something's in life are better left that way. raw. untouched. pure.

No spilled milk will get back into the cup by thinking about all the extra precautions that could be done. The only way to get over it, is to wipe it clean and start anew. But, how many times will one have the strength to look at the spilled milk, and say "It's okay, lets pour another cup" Especially when you see while others are already making coffee with theirs your still struggling to get the milk to stay in the cup.

The lesson: Life is a cruel teacher. Live with it

Raise your hand(s)

2009-12-06T23:31:00.003+08:00

if you agree he is cute

on a different note, look at the state of english now

i think il skip breakfast

p/s: the 30 seconds wait to watch Manchester City whip Chelsea's ass could have caused me my life. the second hand smoke smelled deadly enough -.-

i want to say that..

2009-12-05T22:43:00.002+08:00

I saw the most gorgeous saree. it was so velvety soft, its sort of pink in colour, and trust me it had me saying wow-ness.

No matter how nice is the song, it is irritating if the music is so LOUD it shrieks in your eardrum.

There is a river under the highway that i take when coming back from uni. which i never realised untill today.

There are so many function to attend, from birthdays to dinners to weddings to anniversary's, that my diet is off the roof

but i would not worry much cuz the diet of someone i know has gone of the roof and settled down in Pluto (if it is considered a planet at all)

I have a splitting headache

I have succesfully finished my 16 hours of attachment, and i must say, the leg and back pain is horrendous T.T

I want to sleep now

bye.

Day 1

2009-12-04T22:33:00.003+08:00

you know ur days is gonna be fun when the very 1st customer walks in with a sheepish grin asking for the blue pill :D not any blue pill but this:

magic pill

which comes in the pack below:

yes, blue pill is the code word for viagra

so thats how my 1st day of attachment started. pretty interesting huh.. i am doing my 16 hours of community pharmacy attachment in the pharmacy near my house. the pharmacist in charge is a very nice lady. she started explaining everything that i needed to know, allowed me to key in the new stock that came in, and i had fun with the bar code sensor :D i always liked playing with it. i'll randomly bring an item to the sensor in those big shopping malls, even though i already know its price..

the customers that come in are really really unique. there is the man who takes out his shoes before walking in, because he doesn't want to dirty the clean carpet. the same man sat and talked for very long before buying a plastic full of medication. before he left he inquired about a certain drug the pharmacist has recommended for 'kuatkan badan' Read between lines to understand which part of his badan he was referring to because i can assure you he wasn't talking about his heart.

While this patient was keen on strengthening if not his whole body at least a 'long' part of it, another came in to check his glucose level. his was normal, but he is so afraid of eating anything sweet at all. even when the pharmacist said he could take a moderate level of glucose, he still said he is worried his glucose level will increase. he was even worried of eating chicken for gods sake!!!and did i say he checks his level every month o.O

So thats how diverse the patients are, and i am only touching the tip here, but among these i found a similarity.. there were a lot of customers purchasing sexual enhancer. really. maybe it was just new to me. But then, i really did not think that this items are so sought after. I used to look and laugh at those advertisement on street lights promising definite success, but now i believe it is actually a very lucrative market..

since the number of patients started dropping at round tea time, the pharmacist in charge was reading a book on numerology. and what a coincidence when we realised that we share the same life and destiny numbers. (for those who don't know what am talking about, please do Google it) And i sat and read a while how both Adolf Hitler and Mahatma Gandhi was born in dates that sum up to be similar with mine. such stark opposites.

lets see what tomorrow brings for me.

a vow

2009-12-03T18:48:00.004+08:00

i got an hair cut..yey.. nothing extraordinary, d usual layer cut. d horror i experienced last year has left such a deep scar that i dilly dally- ed about getting the hair cut until the very last moment, which was today. i cud not bear my long hair any longer, it was either me yanking it out, out of frustration or cutting it off. obviously i chose the relatively painless alternative. so am i happy with the cut unlike last year.

she nailed it this time

yes i am very happy with it. so now i know the code word to get my desired hair cut: layer, potong 2 inch. i realise that i alwiz cut hair at this time of the year. during my sem break, jus before christmas, because thats how long my hair takes to grow before it gets a (mental) mind of its own.

thinking about last years hair cut, i was blogging about it wen i got an sms saying my results are out. oh nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what have i done??????? why did i have to go cut hair now???????? what if history repeats itself? to avoid last sem's history repeating i had kept away from the cd rental store where i was, having persuaded my dad that i have not watch movie for ages, when the new reached my ears. but now i had to go and get an hair cut, talk about never learning from history :(

no point pondering over it now, we will just wait and see, shall we.

i was going thru my last year posts when i realised that the number has dwindled significantly. when last time it used to be around 9 or 8, now its less that 5. so to compensate for all my dear readers loss of worthy reading material:

i am gonna make a vow.

which i vow i will keep.

the vow is that, that i will have at least one entry per day. for. a. week.

that means 7 entries

yes, se7en

so rejoice people. santa (in my disguise) is being very generous, even to the naughty ones.

ok, if i go on crapping like this i will most probably keep my promise. and if i wish, i may even extend it, since writing can be pretty addictive. its just a matter of getting started, now that i have, see me roll :D

exam's over!!

2009-11-21T23:31:00.003+08:00

and i am off to ipoh

p/s: don't miss me folks

p/s 2: i know nobody will, but m just trying to use reverse psychology here, so do miss me :)

ta..

that's what really matters, actually

2009-10-16T14:57:00.002+08:00

The Climb

I can almost see it.
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most
I've just gotta keep goin', and
I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, but

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Keep on movin'
Keep climbin'
Keep faith baby
It's all about, it's all about
The climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, woah

i like this song, its something i can relate to, now more than any other time. did the last of my qiuz yesterday, it was physical pharmacy 1, and honestly i don't know if i did well or badly. but what i know is that, i learned a lot. from all the quizes i have done, i have constantly learnt something new, improved myself, pushed myself to the limits, thrown my hands up in exasperation only to put it back down to turn the pages of my notes. so the climb, the learning process is what really matters here.

so it doesn't matter what grades i get, at least not for quiz, no, but finals, yes. and i have got 2 weeks of study break. yes i must study. i will! provided nobody mentions deepavali in my vicinity. RAWR!!

p/s: CSI look astounding on a fsmackingcool VIERA :)

road rage

2009-10-06T17:48:00.004+08:00

i proud myself as a very thoughtful, careful and considerate driver. ahem, not all is self pride altogether some has been told by others. you have to trust me on this 1, cuz iv got enuf reasons to think of myself as a rare Malaysian driver.
1. i signal before i turn left or right
2. i actually signal a good 100m before the turn (see.. rare right?)
3. i give way to other drivers waiting to cross at junctions (cuz i am a driver and i know how much it shucks)
4. i actually slow down at yellow (yes i am a gem, i know :P)
5. i do not speed or brake unnecessarily (unless i am late for class, which is always an exception to commit a crime or two)

5 reasons is enuf right? cuz i don't want to sound too pompous :D i bet you are now wondering why is this person going on a rant about her seemingly unbelievable driving etiquette, which might all be just hog-wash. but there is a reason for this post which is gonna turn pretty ugly now, with the introduction of the villain of my ordinary day.

there was i trying to maneuver the huge giant of a car that i drive thru the horrendous morning traffic of KL. the spoilt traffic light wasn't much of a help, thank you very much. so just when the cars started moving i put my signal to position myself in the fast lane, cuz thats wher i have to be if i need to turn into the junction on the right. and the moment i turned on my indicator the villain who was for so long coming at a tortoise pace suddenly transmogrified to a cheetah on prey hunt. like come on, how cheap can you be, you don't want go fast other people go also cannot a? typical Malaysian attitude. so due to the un-chivalrous character of the villain, i was stuck in between the fast lane and the lane next to it, being at the receiving end for some motorist stare. *sweet.

so readers explain to me why did the drive i was trying to overtake decided to sped up just when i turned on my indicator. is it
a) he is a egoist who doesn't like being at the back
b) he is a male chauvinist who doesn like a girl overtaking him.
c) he is jealous that i am driving a bigger car than me.(possible k)
or is it

d) he has a very strict boss who will cut of his penis if he is 1/2 a second late, trust me he would only have had that much of an advantage by not giving way to me. pardon my french above, but i am pissed, and i sincerely hope option d) is the correct answer and he was 1/2 a second late *evil grin

so yeah i was driving half a second behind him all the time, when god decided to punish him. you see, the villain decided that the fast lane was moving to slow for him (it was, rily) and decided to go to the next lane i.e the lane i was earlier. but he decided to not put signal, and was hovering at the border between these two lanes, which resulted in him being honked by a motorist *a smirk on my face. and then he decided to put on his signal and actually make an attempt to swerve into the lane only to be not allowed by the driver on the other lane. and now it was his turn to be stuck in the middle. i slowly drove my car stopped right next to his abnormally positioned car, rolled down my windows and threw my most widest sarcastic smile ever at him. i could see him boiling in his seat. oh well, what goes around comes around

incidence in the last paragraph was the author's imagination through and through. nothing like that happened, instead he happily swerved into the next lane. sigh, guess the car he overtook was driven by a rare gem like me :)

monk

2009-09-25T19:07:00.003+08:00

a few days earlier i read tis piese of moving story that made me wonder. i cant seem to find o remember where i read it, so you'll got to have to do with my version of it. it goes like this"

'one day,a man was polishing his brand new car, at that time his young son came and asked him what he was doing. the man ignored his son while diligently continuing his work. the son then took a piece of stone and scratched the car hood. the man (obviuosly) flared up and started beating the poor boys hands. the boy was seriously injured and was rushed to the hospital, where x ray showed that all the bones in his fingers were broken. the boy innocently looked up to his dad and asked "daddy, when will my fingers grow back" the man was saddened by his action. later when he when back he saw that the boy had actually scratched i love you'

the man committed suicide the next day.

quite a touching story isn't it? k maybe my version is slightly watered down. but i sense you'll get my point.

it makes you think that this is what humanity has reduced to. objects are looked after better than fellow humans. and it got me thinking about my obsessions.

you see, i am mildly obsessed with objects, like my story books for instance. i generally do not borrow them to friends. unless 1) i know you very well. 2) your as obsessed with your books like i am 3) if you force me to part with them by blackmailing me, in which i shall curse you to rot in hell. so what is my obsession like, you ask. for one, i do not open my books larger than a fraction of 2cm, k maybe that is a tad impossible, but i do try. so yeah, i open them as least widely as possible simply because i don't want the bind to have crease. and i can proudly say that none of them have creases, except 1 which i borrowed to a friend. bad mistake. so generally my books are read only by me, thank god, my bro do not read my paperbacks. he only read the last 2 harry potter books. (they are hard cover) since am pretty sure a guy cant take care my books up to my level of satisfaction. i am just sexist in that way.

see no crease, not even in the thick ones

next, i am pretty particular about my bed. i absolutely hate if anyone puts their stinky or not, washed or unwashed, left or right leg on it. like really really on it, with their feet firmly on it with all the toes spread out. *horror. and ya i don't like you puttin your bags on it, unless its a Nike as kick ass as mine, then can la :)

and i dont like anyone touching my things without my permission. especially those things that has sentimental value that others don't know. argh, am getting so angry over an incident where the above mentioned actually took place. and even if you do take/borrow some random stuff of mine, i would like them back on the designated place. thank you very much.

and and i am pretty obsessive with food. i don't like the flavors to mix. weird much? so chances are if you offer me Oreo then immediately throw a plate of chicken curry, i would decline the offer. no matter how good it looks, unless i am allowed a sip of water 1st :) which explains why i don't fancy sweet and sour chicken. and i don't like my curries to mix as well. i am a weird indian. and you know i used to be very stingy when it comes to food. used to k, not anymore. that position has been taken over by my sister. like seriously, i would give you a scowl if you decide to ask a bite of my favorite food, which is unfortunately everything :D

but, obsessed as i might be. am not a neat freak. not in all days, only occasionally. i am not like The monk from the series, who wants everything to be in order. so i guess am just mildly attached to my bearings.

guess who is...

2009-09-03T20:10:00.001+08:00

leaving?
already?
k.
:(

H?N?

2009-08-29T22:20:00.003+08:00

my blog sign in forgets me eventhou i ask it to remember me..haih.

did i tell u i was sick? really, and i tel u it is not the best feeling in the whole world, its worse than the worse feeling :( had high fever for about two days, then the terrible terrible cough, and then the nausea. its the worse i tell u..

this post is cut short because the author had to rush to the toilet to vomit, apparently the author is still not well

:'(

p/s: Patrick is waiting for me:)

time

2009-08-23T17:45:00.002+08:00

how is it possible that 1 minute am so sure of what to write and the next second i freeze over? sighs.. its the 8th week of my sem and quizes has start rolling in. and i am slightly panicking. i seemed to have it all planned out this sem, or at least thats what it seemed at first. and by each passing week the workload only increased. notes piled up, lab reports in one corner, assignments in the other and between them my whole life seem to vanish. i wonder why i always seem not to have enough time, when some of my frens can facebook a lot but they stil seem to have finished reading their notes. i don't facebook that often but stil can't finish my notes. where am i going wrong?

i want to be more balanced, spread my time equally for a lil of everything rather than all my time on nothing. and i want to have some spare for some me time.

21 on 2.8

2009-08-02T00:40:00.005+08:00

i have this really cool white jacket that i love so much. its my savior in cold as artic classrooms, and d really main reason why i love it is cuz of the printing on d back

2.8

isn't tat cool? o for those who dun think m going kuku over numbers let me explain to u..

tuan tuan dan puan puan sekalian, 21 tahun dahulu pada hari yang mulia ini, iaitu 2 ogos 1988. lahirnya seorang bayi pompuan yang akan ambil dunia dengan ribut.. i was actually trying to say take over the world by storm, but alas that was what i cud manage, sentences sound so much better in English. see thats another reason why science and maths should be taught in English.

anyway back to the story i was telling, its not a short and sweet story to be told in a blog post. because growing up was easy to do, really. but accepting that you are growing up, now thats difficult. and only when u accept can you really grow. it took many falls, bruises, heartaches, failures and dissapointment to be the person that i am now. but then there were also the love, happiness, joy, victory, achievement and laughter that made the former bearable.

i am so thankful to god that i am surrounded by so many people that not only i love, but loves me too. all these people have always been there for me, and my heart says they are gonna stick around as long as ever.

happy 21st birthday to me

am off to bed now..oh ya before i go

my 21st bday cake. cut at 12 yo..thanks to my parents, bro and sis:)

love,
the 21 year old sharmT

p/S: i've got bday presents. will put the pic up soon. try not to die of jealousy k ;D