10000 steps? Kacang betui

Sorry for the delay. Have been trying to figure out a lot of things lately. Anyway, doing charity is FUN. Laughing about self-stupidity is even funnier but nothing beats rushing to each checkpoint getting your ticket stamped and then running down the hill singing some stupid song you created out of the sudden. Boy, that was the funniest part and got my tummy cramped, man. :p Well, see the pics. Am really lazy to write more. Oh, and let me tell you one secret. We didn't actually complete 10000 steps :p

.: Congratulations? Kekeke.. alrite, thank you then :.

.: See, got cert somemore but now renyuk gila adi :.

.: Too stupid to enjoy the free admissions because we are dull ppl :.

.: Love this pic :.

Conversation of the day

Idiot 1: Wait, wait, aku ada syiling.

Idiot 2: Wei, 90 cents wei. *thinks only baki 10 cents why wanna be so troublesome* Cis, aku pun ada syiling pa.

Idiot 1: Kepala otak engkau.

Idiot 2: Kepala otak engkau la. Kau ingat kau saja ada?

Stranger: *giggles* Melayu ke?

Idiot 1 & 2: *bursts out laughing*

Idiot 1: Kami ni nampak macam Melayu?

Stranger: Tak tau. Tapi cakap cam melayu.

Idiot 2: Orang Kedah.

Idiot 1 & 2: *laughs like lunatics*

It's THAT day again

I think i have to declare every farking thursday is a "K.O Day". :(

Today, another MIC girl almost drives me nuts again. It's not that bad until another one gives up totally. How the hell you want me to help you when you, yourself give up just like that? *vomits blood* 3 hours and 30 minutes straight. I spend another extra 30 minutes just because i do not want to penalise you little kids! I don't want to be someone who is so strict and cold-blooded, alright? After that 3 hours, if you can't finish it, you should disappear in front of me and not getting any marks. But i'm like staying there for extra 30 minutes wei, when i have my own freaking class later on. Do you know how bloody tired is that? I can confirm that teaching for a few hours is much much MUCH MORE exhausted than working 9 to 5. Serious shit, no joke! My neck, shoulder and back are now all pain like hell. I need a good massage. God bless me. I survive another gruesome week. I think i have to pamper myself with something nice tomorrow. Hehe...

And the wound on my finger bleeds again after 25 hours and 30 minutes. But this time, i have my favourite stud to the rescue. Muahahaha... sweet :)

Not only that but i also spend my time with 4 uncles which include my lecturer just because i pity him that 5 studs left his class halfway. I want to leave as well but aduihhh, sometimes the word "pity" can really get me into so much trouble. I mean, i'm really mentally and physically exhausted but i tell myself to stay there, bummer. Just stay there. Alright, crap it is. I dunno what am i talking about. The sign of my brain is shutting off soon shows. Oyasumi :)

*Aiyaa, Lisa is out lehhh...sheeesshhh...Btw, look out for tomorrow's headline. "Businessman killed after helicopter blade hit him." So sad. Life is so fragile. You can die anywhere and anytime without sensing death is coming knocking at your door. Do cherish your life people. I'll blog about my experience soon.

My studs

Student A: She got a CGPA of 3.9!

Student B: Huh? Really ar?

Student A: Hey, C! You've got a CGPA of 3.9 is it?

Student C: Heh? No.

Student A: No meh??? Then what is your CGPA?

Student C: Err, 3.9 something larrr...

Student A: Haiyar, same lah, 3.9 larrr..

me: *giggles & slaps forehead*

Today the MIC girls almost drive me up the wall especially that, that, that....... *lets out a big sigh~* Anyway, not gonna bitch about my studs publicly cos that's unethical :x But there are 3 particular studs remind me of 3 persons that i know: Ms.Suleefa (budak kancing Convent), Ms.C.A.M (used to be my tuition kaki), Mr.MH (little chef). They look the same and behave almost the same. Hahaha!

ST, ST, expect more pukings to come. Aduihhh, sakit hati...*closes eyes*

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Oh, guess what? The other day, i had a friend asking me this question. "May i know whether your hair is currently straight or in curls?" Then he proceeded with "Do you plan to keep it short or long?" and finally ended with "Please make sure your hair is straight when i see you." Goddamnit. You know who you are, you idiot! :p And i really wanna strangle you so hard! Is that how you are going to treat me after not seeing you for ages?

The best part now is that i have a very strong reason not to cut my hair for the next 6 months even if all the ends split like nobody's business. What's the reason? Hmmm... i'll reveal only when the time comes :) I'm still ecstatic. Hee-hee!

Grrr~ I had a cut on my "so precious universal language" finger (my middle finger, of course) earlier today while cutting the veges cos i was trying to imitate Jamie Oliver's style. Nope, just kidding :D but i really had a cut and is still bleeding after 7 long hours. Yea, i'm careless. So what? What doesn't kill me will make me stronger marrr... :p

A message to the far one

I can't be any happier. I just can't possibly be any happier about sharing the happiness :D I love you so much, my dear clown no.2! Hope to see you and Cindy soon :) Congrats! And boy, sharing other people's joy is so much more fun than experiencing the good things yourself. *grins*

Macaroni shit

I got to know a new friend recently. Well, it's not like i'm very close to her or anything but she seems to has no one to turn to. And it happens that i have the i-can-be-trusted look.

One fine day, she chooses to confide to me that she is having problems with her other half. At the same time, she reveals what is happening at home as well. She tells me how terrible the bf's temper is and how he can actually humiliate her in front of his friends. And still, she's thinking of giving him chances after chances. HOLY MACARONI SHIT! This is one thing i don't think i can stand. If this kind of situation happens to me, i will not hesitate to give the moron a slap on his face. *smacks, smacks, smacks* Btw, she has been working for less than a year and earns double than that cheesehead while he has been working for freaking 3 years already with a pay lower than a fresh grad!

And the other day, early in the morning, she called me up to give her a lift because her macaroni cheesehead bf took her car to work and she had to take public transport. !#$&^&!x!!! wtf??? I gave her a lift, of course. She told me her bf's workplace is far and if he sends her to work, then he will be late. Oi, he's now using your car, oi oi oi!!! He's the one should be putting the effort and get his lazy butt out of the bed early an get his macaroni cheesehead style up and then send you to work FIRST. "You wanna spend your entire life with this kind of person?", i asked. She told me her family already expected this guy to be her husband. Oh, my freaking gawddd... and the fact that she actually has feelings for her secondary school sweetheart and the other party is feeling the same as well. And on V-Day, she received 2 bouquets of flowers but none of them were from that macaroni shit. Yup, and she showed me the photo of that macaroni cheesehead. If i ever meet this kind of macaroni shit, don't ever think of me giving you a second glance! Call me a snob if you like because you are a lump of macaroni cheese shit! I bet he has the odour of stale cheese because he stinks!

Can you read?

Like it or not, I'm the captain for this blog. If you idiots out there are not happy with what i'm writing, my advice to you is stay away from this blog. Stay away from this site. Better still, stay away from me as far as you can =)

50% of what?

50% more pineapples. "So what?", I asked. With those extra pineapples and parmesan cheese which looks like earth worms to me, i will say it is enough to kill my appetite even before i step into one of Pizza Hut restaurants. Btw, did i say i dislike pineapples? There you go. I've never tasted freshly cut or any raw pineapple in my life before. Yup, you read it correctly. --NEVER IN MY LIFE-- I will rather munch on greens if anyone ever force me to taste that evil yellow thing. The smell itself is enough to turn me off. And when i say greens, I don't mean that hairy lady's finger with the sticky juice it has inside and the i-am-a-flower-shape bittergourd. Those two are not even meant to be eaten! BLuRRRggghhhhh! The furthest i can go is to take ONE small, little cooked pineapple cube found on the above disgusting Hawaiian pizza which everybody happens to love it but I DON'T, and also a maximum of TWO processed jelly-soft like pineapple cubes found inside those canned cocktails which have been soaked in syrup. The rest, i'll chuck away. Sorry.

Now gimme back my BBQ pizza, you idiotz!

Total K.O

Me in the staffroom's lab. What a priority. Another one hour to kill. Cute students thanking me. It feels great to be appreciated :D "miss", "teacher"... Geeezzz...Weird but funny and cute. Haha. Not sure what to do other than blogging. I think my body is planning to shut down its system soon. Huh? Aiya!!!

CANNOT!

NOOOOOOO WAAAAYYYYY!!!!!

NOT RIGHT NOW PLEAAASSSSSEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

I still have ten thousand steps to com...com....com....
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complete... fuhhh~ tsk, tsk, tsk... not good, not good...

specs fail on me,
slides are not helpful,
multi-tasking is not easy,
food turns me off,
books aside,
tv ignores me, (or the other way round? sorry, Naima... "terkorban" you this week)
neck is killing me,
brain is wearing off,
sleep goes away,
survive on liquid,
and system is shutting down soon.
but still, good or bad, hard to tell.
can survive once in a while,
but definitely not for a long term.
end this week, will ya?

p/s: sorry, my mind is not functioning properly.


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Couldn't publish my post in the lab just now. Some silly errors. I'm totally knocked out right now. But before that, i'll use this 1% energy left in my body to finish this up. More things happened on the 2nd half. I swear i could have dozed off while driving back. The last thing i need would be some nice musics to calm my mind like how the soothing lavender works after a long and tired session. Yup, Happiness Maker can be left aside for the moment. Felt so so SO great to listen to individual who came up to me and say "Thank you, miss". One word, -SWEET- Hehe. At least not the typical "Te........ rimaaa ........kasihhhhhh, cikkkkgu." where students are actually being forced to say that. Not only that, but i had girls who... alright, i shall not say this anymore but all i can tell is i'm satisfied and happy as a lark. Besides, i had learnt something today. Something extremely important. I learnt this unusual lesson the hard way which is also the best way. :) Ok, i'm really wearing off already. Keeping my fingers crossed for the good days to come. And oh, sorry for typing like someone who is out of gas. In fact, I am. *catches breath*

Current energy level -- 0.1%
Mind usage for the day -- 101%
Neck pain -- killing me
Body numbness -- 75%
Awareness -- 5%
Hunger -- no desire?
H20 -- need a lot but not now
Body system -- RED ALERT: Virus attack!

--
That I'm learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and
You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies
(Switchfoot)
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The silent killer

Do you have any idea what or who is actually a "silent killer"? I remember back then i used to see some posters in the hospital regarding heart attack which is known as a "silent killer". I think i'm currently under attack by this "silent killer". But the thing is, this "silent killer" of mine is actually taking orders from its boss to torture my mental slowly which eventually causes my heart to beat 20 times faster than the original heart rate just because i am extremely mad inside! Geram, geram, ish, ish... Fuhyooo... i tell you what, i seldom use the word "hate" because somehow i think the four-letter word is just too strong. No matter how hard a person tries to piss me off, i try my best to avoid the word "hate" to describe my feeling towards the person. I do not like to hate anybody or anything. But in this case, i'm pissed to the super max where it actually hits my boiling point yet there seems nothing i can do about it. Other than pretending to be blind and stupid to make myself feel better, i don't think i can do anything to improve the situation. Anyway, i just want to say that......

WAIT. Are you ready for it? Yea? Okay. Here it goes
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I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE TRY TO GET MY SYMPATHY WHEN THEY KNOW EXACTLY I'M THIS COTTONY SOFT-HEARTED PERSON!

ARGHHHHH!!!

THIS IS SO WRONG!
TAKING ADVANTAGE ON MY WEAKNESS IS NEVER RIGHT!

I've no idea what kind of world am i in. I only know that I've made my point fcuking clear. Keep on acting how pathetic it is to have lost something precious and not moving on, i'm just gonna spit on that. *ptui, ptui, ptui* Continue for another period of time and i may consider giving out an Oscar for "The Best Act" or "The Sissy of the Century". Or maybe not simply because i may be dead by then of being too hot! My internal temperature skyrockets and boils me to death. Human crisp. Yikes!

For the N-th time, i'm gonna repeat, i CANNOT, CANNOT, CANNOT stand sissies! Especially pretending like/to be one to get my attention and sympathy. Oi, how to rely? Tell me how to rely larrr. That's SO outdated, mmmkay? O.U.T.D.A.T.E.D nahhh...

That's it. If you are taking chillies, chilli powder, chilli sauce or chilli con carne, you can taste the hotness and spiciness inside your mouth. FeeL it!

AND GUESS WHAT?
HIATUS MODE IS STILL ON!

p/s: i seriously beg not to be mindstalked and mindfcuked. Enough is ENOUGH!

Fresh, fresh air

Ello, peeps! Just to inform that i'll be MIA for a moment because i need to take a long walk down the park there for some fresh air. Guess, the next post will be Nasam CW and DOI which I will only write like next month? Hehe.. If anyone of you miss me, you know what to do. Pick up your phone and dial but don't forget that i'm not a kaki gayut so don't expect me to talk long because my eyes have better things to watch. Yes, my eyes, ears and brain can coordinate together at a time but not with my mouth joining in which will create a short circuit. :p For the time being, you lovely dudes and dudettes out there can stay away from my blog. Better still, i wish some of you will forget the existence of this blog so that i'll have a peaceful life. Serious, i really mean it. Don't worry. Am not goin to shed my tears over some silly reasons or being hurt by words/comments thrown at me. Will be the sunflower-cum-cold-steel again. :) Till then, ta!

p/s: To those who know that i'm goin through a roller-coaster ride, never in a second have I thought that the world owes me anything. Even if i'm going through this forever in my entire life, i'll put my hands down, take a deep breath and accept it. I've been brought up and shaped to be this way: me, myself and I. So, cheers! :)

He's a nuisance!

He's getting on my nerves. My supervisor is really driving me crazy. Thanks to my co-supervisor who gave him my contact number. This is so farking annoying for him to almost send one sms to me everyday. I prefer to communicate through e-mail because with that, i can give excuse that i don't check my e-mail everyday if there's anything ridiculous sent to me :D

Only yesterday alone, he had sent me 3 SMSes with the first one telling me that i could borrow more books from FICT library or even go to KLCC to have a look. While the second one asking me to check the library of IPSR. The third and final one telling me he's reserving Saturdays for me and the other student (well, let's call him CS. haven't seen him before this becos he isn't from my batch) to meet up with him. Oh my Mighty Mouse, he's definitely treating both of us like big babies! Of course we know what is the library for, and with your thicker than telephone directory thesis and white papers, and the number of books more than my fingers and toes, how can we possibly finish those freaking stuffs in a short period?

Someday earlier, he informed me to make an appointment one day beforehand when i wanted to meet him because he might sleep until noon. Ewee... The day before yesterday, he reminded me to have those derivations photocopied. I feel like telling him, "I know, i know, you've told me so many times. We've spoken face-to-face already! Stop repeating! That's the reason i'm getting those books photocopied, right?" Well, i couldn't remember what were the others before but i certainly hope those SMSes wouldn't pop out when i strained my brain too much.

"It is clear that the level of efficiency and security attainable in an offline electronic cash system with fully traceable payments always outperforms that attainable in a system with the additional property of privacy of payments."

Okay, i'm a retard. With every sentence long enough to kill my understanding, it kills my patience too. Do you know how many times it takes me to read the above sentence just to understand the meaning? Tell me, how far do you understand after reading it for the first time? Why can't they just simplify it by saying "The level of efficiency and security in an offline e-cash system with traceability property always outperforms a system with the additional privacy property." Don't you think that sounds SO much better???

Each time after reading every single sms he has sent, i delete immediately because it freaks me seeing his name there on my phone. I think me and CS are the most unfortunate ones to have chosen a nutso like him. "I want you two to continue my PhD title." -_-" Guess we both can RIP soon.

p/s: Saw Ferrero Rafaello T3 in Watsons yesterday.

Oh, no! Not another one. He's now suggesting Kinokuniya and Borders. Hmmm...

They prevent me from having a 24/7-bitter-than-bitter gourd-face

Someday last week

Rojak3: Is the dinner tonight?
Mum: No. Next week.
Rojak3: Why not tonight?
Mum: Because it's next week.
Rojak3: But i can't attend next week. The Prof. from Africa will be here. I gotta show him around.
Mum: Then you wait till the next time. He has promised to treat your father when he's here.
Me: Hehehe... kesian

Someday this week

While Ms. ST was taking a nap after long hours of reading, suddenly a familiar tone disrupted her "sacred hour". She peeped and thought that her handphone had gone berserk. "It should not be this ringtone when this person calls. Ahhh...ignorance is bliss." It rang for the second time. ZzzZzz... Then came the house phone. "Eh, can't be mine. This is impossible." Continued ZzzZz.. But with mum's loud voice, Ms. ST couldn't help but to hear every single word..

Mum: She's sleeping.
After a few seconds...
Mum: *bangs door* Thenggg, phone!!! Rojak3 wants to talk to youuu...
Me: *-knsccp- aiks, just now i tot it was... nvm. force myself to reach for the receiver 1 meter away from my bed. urgh... seems so far away* eL........Loo?
Rojak3: Weyyy, where's Mandarin Oriental hotel, har?
Me: *mind is totally malfuntioned* Hmm, KLCC there lar
Rojak3: Where lar? Opposite?
Me: *don't you think you are asking the wrong person?* Don't think is opposite. Around KLCC. Probably next to KLCC. *hehe.. lame answer i know. but, but i really didn't bother where was it located when i was there*
Rojak3: Next? Isn't that Nikko?
Me: *red alert* No! Definitely not. Nikko is near Citibank there!
Rojak3: So, Nikko is located on the other side.
Me: *quick lerrr, i'm super blur, can't answer you much* Mandarin Oriental is around KLCC. Go kona-kona there and look for it.
Rojak3: Mmm..okok. Wei, any nice place to eat, har?
Me: Har? *pek-chek nya abang aku nih. I'm only half awake and my mind is 3-quarter shut off* Errr, since you are near KLCC, why not Madam Kwan's?
Rojak3: Har, sounds like very cheapo.
Me: *sounding restless* Cheap? Then what do you want to eat? It's not cheap ok.
Rojak3: I don't know. You always eat out a lot. You know better.
Me: *not some Western food for an African, rite?* I don't eat outside a lot. I only happen to eat good food. Madam Kwan's laaa *seriously, i don't like the food there but still SO many people visit Madam Kwan's*
Rojak3: What do they have there?
Me: *wahlao. think tank* Famous for Nasi Lemak, Asam Laksa, Fish Curry Head, those type of dishes ler..
Rojak3: Each plate is it big enough?
Me: Boleh tahan lar. Big enough for me.
Rojak3: How about other places?
Me: *my mind really can't think* I don't know. Wait, how about Fish Market, cisss...
Rojak3: HeLLo? Do you know in Africa there is much much more better than this Fish Market you whine and promote day & night?
Me: *i-don't-know. DuH. out of gas. i like grilled and baked fish. so what?* Aiyerrr, you ar... Bring ler Bangsar or Hartamas there. You always go there and lepak wattt...
Rojak3: Huh? There got food to eat? *jeng, jeng, jeng! secret slips! mesti go there buat kerja tak senonoh* I think Chinese food is fine. Where would you recommend?
Me: *grrr~ how often do i take Chinese food? If chocolate, ice-cream and cake, i can definitely zap the names like a thunder bolt* Ummm, Six Happiness lar *another lame answer and mind you, it's no longer called Six Happiness. hehe..*
Rojak3: *gives up* Hmm, ok ler, nvm.

After that, Ms. ST went to take a shower because the dinner would start at 730pm, another 45mins later. Miracle happened in the bathroom. The shower helped her mind to get back on track. (hehe, actually i couldn't bear to let him down. I just couldn't not to bother about it. It bothered me not to help him out. So, i squeezed my brain juice for that) Ting, ting, ting~ *light bulb* After stepping out of the bathroom smelling like fresh flowers *tee-hee*, she picked up the phone and dialled Rojak3's numbers happily.

Me: eLo? Wei, i know where you can bring your African Prof. adi! :D
Rojak3: Where?
Me: You want Chinese food, rite? If i'm not mistaken, that Spring Garden in Mid Valley serves Chinese food. That one cukup kelas adi laa...
Rojak3: Go to Mid Valley? That's too far, ok?
Me: *=.=" grrr~* Alright, alright. You know what? Go Starhill. That place is damn nice and expensive. A lot for you to choose.
Rojak3: Oh yea, they have Japanese food there, rite?
Me: *wow, this i can't remember* Errr, not sure but they have steak, korean food, dim sum, thai cuisine and others i can't remember. I had the dim sum before only.
Rojak3: But they do have Japanese food there, rite? Starhill that one by Why-Tee-Elle, rite?
Me: *i dislike to listen to that 3 letters. Pantang!* I'm not sure got Japanese food or not. Why must you bring an African to eat Japanese food anyway?
Rojak3: That one by Why-Tee-Elle, rite? How much to eat there?
Me: *eeyer, sakit telinga* Quite expensive also. You can expect some changes with 200. Don't worry.
Rojak3: 200? Are you sure it is that expensive?
Me: I thought you want CLASS! Sure you'll get changes with 200. How many people are going?
Rojak3: Three.
Me: Alright. Make sure you got 300 to be safe.
Rojak3: Alright, sounds good. Might go there.


Today

Rojak1: Hey, the other day during CNY, where did you park your car?
Me: Huh? Your parking place. I entered using your access card, remember?
Rojak1: Yalar, after that, where did you park?
Me: Huh? What do you mean?
Rojak1: After we came back and i drove my car in, where did you park yours?
Me: Errr, either the roadside or the empty space. I can't remember. Why?
Rojak1: The child safety seat was inside your car, right? Where did you park your car after that?
Me: *my, this is getting weird* Hmmm, yea i think so. Heehe, why? I can't remember-lar
Rojak1: Neh, how could you forget? The safety seat was in your car, rite?
Me: *damn shit, cannot say No* Yes kuttt...
Rojak1: Do you know what have i just found at the empty space?
Me: WhaTTT???!!!
Rojak1: One of the cushions on the safety seat!!! Kanasai-ler you.
Me: =.=" Hehehehe... CNY was like so long ago. You never told me you lost a cushion. So, did you pick it up?
Rojak1: Of course, damn you! Kekeke...

I love talking to my bros (a bunch of average Joes) because it's either me driving them crazy or the other way round. Especially my 3rd bro, he loves to talk stupid things and not afraid of us laughing about it. Any sentences that come out from his mouth somehow will crack me in a way. In fact, he's a true-blue genius. Just that he's the "who-cares-when-i-don't-really-care" type (like me, yay!) and he stays super calm even the worst shit is going to hit him soon (not like me, boo!) Guess his journey has been rather rough as well. Tougher than mine, i would say. Anyway, I really, really love that trait of his. That's how a true guy with ballz should and suppose to behave, right? Stay cool, stay calm and pretend nothing happens. But deep down inside, the mind works like Einstein's. Oh, i so dig that :D

I think life is a joke

Yup, i think life is a joke and it's funnier when every single decision that you've made doesn't favour you. What's the point of living? To go through the ups and downs, suffering processes and then die? Die with pride and joy or die with guilt and sadness?

People make decisions everyday. You think of what you want to eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner. You decide whether you want to go wee-wee or make poo-poo in the toilet or hold till your last breath until it is going to burst soon just because you are too busy kepo-ing at other people's blog. That's a decision too, you know.

Most of the time, if you ask me, I don't want to make any decision. I don't feel like making any decision especially something that is 50-50. When i'm forced to, i make sure i use my head to think rationally. Think, think, think! At the same time, i need to listen to what my heart has to say. With that, i always feel that i'll come out with the best decision. Life has been a tree structure. Choosing something over the other. Taking risk. Studies, career, future, whatever you name it. I always think that i've made the right decision whenever i'm given a chance to do so which i seriously don't fancy. As time passes by, it proves to be not. Or is it each path that has been taken, there must be at least an obstacle waiting? Can't there be a smooth way until i reach a checkpoint? Have i taken a risky way and now i gotta pay for it? Or what if i choose the opposite of what i've chosen? Will it be better or probably worse? But too bad there is no such thing as "turn-back-lane" unless i have a time machine. Then that'll be a different story.

Why can't i think like a 20s mind? Do whatever i feel like to, thinking it is the right thing for me instead of bothering other people's feeling and taking them into consideration? Why can't i just behave like a spoilt brat and a pathetic bitch who gets everything she wants without knowing what exactly does "hard and falling down hard" mean in her entire life? Why must i see from the perspective of 30s, 40s, 50s or even 60s? Why? Why? Why? That's because i have feelings. After all, that makes me a human which sets me apart from the others.

Life is a joke. A big one. Heck, it's my life anyway. I know along the way, there'll be people pinching my ass in the public whether i like it or not. If i bite my tongue and go through it, who's gonna care??? Yea, who is going to care when i don't feel like i, myself care too much about it. I still have to deal with it. But in this case, i can't say "Deal it like a man" because the saddest part is i'm not one. So, shut up and i'll crawl myself through the mud.

p/s: Oh, i'm sorry. Did i tell you that the 6th Libran is an indecisive and lack of confidence creature? Gosh, can i skip this living phase and jump to the next?

-Again, nothing happens. Just that Ms. ST likes to twist & complicate easy things in order for her mind to work like a generator. ChiLL :)

Lucky No.1

*gasps*
*hiccups*

I cannot believe this! I really cannot believe this! Somebody stumbles upon my other side. *_* This is totally unbelievable. At the same time, she says she can relate to me in one of the incidents and she is confused over it. How bizarre! Alright, I can now keep my mouth shut and lock my lips tight.

*zips, locks, throws key far, far away*

I'm so lazy

"earning sing dollar it not to be congratulated what... still need to work la, nothing special. u havent answered my question...."

If he does not want me to congratulate him, what the hell he wants me to do by telling me he's earning Sing Dollars? I can't wait to lari lintang-pukang when i see this fella, ok? Even if you offer me one million pounds or he turns out to be a millionaire someday (which i doubt will be), i pray hard that i'll never see his face in my life ever again! He is like this pathetic piece of cow dung who will be super confident when he has something to show off. Btw, am i obligated to answer his question? I've ignored it like 4 freaking times and he is still asking me again and again what am i doing currently like an ah long chasing his debtors. Fine. I'll reply although i'm not happy with my haircut. This is the last time i'm doin it because i'm so lazy to entertain someone like him.

With my proposal due next week, i'm still trying hard to figure out what is what. This is so not cool. I've skipped yesterday's class. Yikes, I can explain this, really! Guess i'll be taking my own sweet time to get everything done. And that includes blogging. So darn lazy. *yawwwnnns*

Gone are the days of dried grass

See, i've got an agenda to run today. After that, i've got like an extra hour to go before i finally settle for my class. Basically i'm out the whole day from the moment the sun shines until the sun sets. For the extra hour, since i can't go home due to the 30cents petrol price increment simply means that i gotta kill my 60 minutes of time in town! But what can i do in 60 minutes?

Then the magical idea comes into my mind. Why not i just get the dried grass chop away? Hah! Brilliant! A trim will be perfect.

The result: Hairstylist can't differentiate between a trim and a cut. I say i want 2 inches trim from the bottom. Not a cut. No layers. But i always get the opposite of my request. My hair is now not long enough for me to tie it up and not short enough to be hanging loosely. It just feels like a big balloon floating in the air but at the same time being tied onto the ground. It gets nowhere! I think i need a full jar of wax to get this mess fixed. Completely ridiculous. Utterly mess. Fully crap. Now i wish i never got it cut in the first place.

Since the bad things are happening to me, it gets worse when somebody you wish never to appear in your life again pops into the view out of the blue. It is a completely mindf*cking thing when you get sarcastic message which goes "Studying? really? studying what? i'm so supprise that u still studying. I'm working in singapore right now. i'm earning sing dollar now." What does the last sentence mean? Why must it be there in the first place? HeLLo? Working in Singapore of course you are earning Sing Dollars. aRbuthen? You want USD? Trying to sound he's having a better life than me? Yea, right. I'm not sure you wanna suppress your farts or wanna surprise me with your supprise. First class faggot! And if you wanna play this "i'm xxx now" game, i can come out with a list of things i'm doing which will be 10 times better than what you are doing. I can trash you like a piece of shit if you ever try to be funny with me again and it will be worse when there is a typhoon inside of my head. My reply? "Oh, congratulations then on earning Sing Dollars." You see, I can be the pain on your ass when you least expected. Especially for this kind of people, i don't have to give a second thought at all. Now, listen here, you faggot. Fcuk off from my life cos i do not want to see any "supprise", "supprice" or "surprice" in future. Sakit mata!

p/s: I'm now 200% sure and agree with my feet up that i cannot stand/tolerate immature/childish person. No man ever has a beef with me other than him and that Australian cow. I hope all the sissies rot to death. Damn!

The one with an Alamanda

Just when i tot i haven't sent some pics to SOMEBODY (a person who calls me SOMEONE) yet and wanted to be so kind to do so, suddenly a brilliant idea popped into my neuro egg-head when i saw the Alamanda. My heart was saying "why not i put 'em together? everybody will look so ayu, rite?" Tadaa...

I'm sorry. I know i'm mean. But life without me being mean will be like drinking iced lemon tea without ice and eating Chicken Maryland without a fried banana. I'm sure you peeps will agree with me. Heh! There are a few other "victims" which i shall not mention :X Hey, at least it cracks me up for a while under this gloomy moody day of mine, ok? That's what friends are for. "Wei ST, you don't sound like you." Oh gosh, how am i suppose to sound anyway? You wanna see me smile again, rite? Well, i am rite now, at least. But my my, i think everybody who knows me well enough expect me to be chirpy. If i don't break the silence, i'll be like this super weird creature which just got back from Pluto. Ahhh...expectation again. Spare me, pls.

Frankly, i do not dare to post the picture of another person who deserves to be published here. The mastermind behind the Alamanda. I'm afraid to be killed by a reptile. I do not want to die that way. And to all the "victims" of mine, don't comment if you do not want your identity to be exposed. On second thought, i do not want to send the pics to SOMEBODY already :p

And oh, if you're reading this, i wanna say a big "Hi" to Mr. ZR. *waves* No more eggs at night, alright? And thanks for those mean stories during secondary school. It was funny, really. Yeayea, you spoke to me in front of my school. Shall not pull your leg again. Satisfy?

In this second, my mind says...

The hardest part of being a human is going through the process of growing up. The worst is when the memory actually haunts you.

1,2,3, Breathe...

Oh gosh, oh gosh, why is that song being played? Oh, gosh... Why on earth that song? Why on earth now? Why???

Fark! What was my mind thinking? What happened to my brain earlier today? I guess I need another rest. Blog off for the moment. Tired.

"I'm full of sins. Even the holy water from Vatican City will not help." - ST

Photos from postsecret.blogspot.com

Today's discovery

Ahhh... i went for a grocery shopping in Carrefour today. Fun, fun, fun! After getting everything i needed, the last place to stroll would be none other than the chocolate section! As usual, i would grab Cadbury's Zip Chocolate for myself. Being a kind sista, i grabbed another pack in Orange flavour for my bro. (absolutely have no idea what hit me today) And that was when something caught my attention. I saw Cote D'Or chocs. Nothing special. What surprised me was the tag read "Cote D'Or Bitter Chocolate Hazelnut RM 14.90". RM14.90??? Sheeeshhh... I've never seen the prices of chocolates decrease. They only increase. But hey, RM14.90 for Cote D'Or + Bitter Choc + Lots of big and round hazelnuts??? Grab it!!! Never mind. Jelak with it already. My marginal utility to consume sudah drop. Suddenly, the bomb came. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? I rubbed my eyes to confirm and I seriously saw Raffaello on the shelf! OMGoshhh!!! The price tag said RM 12.85! *gave a gasp* Durian runtuh laaa... But the box looked so different yet I couldn't tell the difference. Bo chap! Grab!!!

The verdict: Somehow i think the size is smaller for each pieces, less coconut bits, taste almost the same and the box said Made in Poland. Hey, i used to makan Made in Belgium punya Raffaello. *sob sob* No wonder ini tarak umph! Anyway, i hope that after i put the chocs in the fridge, i'll get a bigger size Raffaello with more coconut bits. Hehe.. I know, i know. It's impossible but i like to live in my little chocolate fantasy world, the imaginary land. ;p

Oh, guess what? I gotta resume to the same old boring lifestyle. The lifestyle which goes:

Early to bed
Early to rise
Makes your body
Healthy and wise (WL's version was "Healthy but socially dead")

Am going to teach soon but don't know when. Sucks for not being able to do things at my favourite holy hours. Sucks for not being able to sleep when everybody is awake and not being able to stay awake when everybody is sleeping. Sucks for not being able to watch late night shows. Back to Dunia Tanpa Tv. No more TVB series on normal hours. Cos normal hours will be used for studying and facing computer. Grrr~ But i think i'll end up watching Friends ;D

Btw, the other day i saw Channel V aired the repeated show of Wade Robson Project. There's American 1,2,3,4,5, America's Next Top Model, 1,2,3,4, Akademi Fantasia 1,2,3,4, Malaysian Idol 1,2. How come there is no Wade Robson Project 2? Cisss... Gotta stick to Jamie Oliver for the moment.

And, and ,and... I would like to announce that from today onwards, i'm not goin to reply any comments from Anonymous. I'll only be replying - SUCKER, get off!!! If you wanna leave a comment but you are not a blogspot member, be sure to put a nick that i recognise! If not, i'll still be scolding you a SUCKER as well. And don't try to sign up as blogspot member just to post a comment on my blog. If i find your blog is empty, then you are a BIG TIME LOSER! That's all. Thank you.

p/s: Gotta chop those dried grass away. I mean my hair ;D

What a deep grave it is digging

Sigh~ I really do not know how to bring myself to forgive this stupid thing. Aiks! Sorry, sorry. I'm not angry. Maybe i should rephrase. Here it goes. I SERIOUSLY do not know how am i goin to bring myself to face this silly mistake done by a silly thing. It's like the joke of the century lerrr but still i can't laugh. I'm not angry because I don't think i'm in the position to be an angry beaver. I'm supposed to be but there's no point for me to torture my own body like that. It's unhealthy. Being angry does nothing good to your blood pressure, trust me. I don't find it funny either because it's another "digging-your-own-grave" action plus insecure creeps in more into me. *shivers*

The mistake was like there for a time period (i keep myself mum, of cos) and i noticed the changes just now. OH MY GAWWWDDD. What was in its mind in the first place? How could this kind of mistake be done? Fcuk!

On me being sarcastic - "Come on, kitty kitty. Dig your own grave deeper. I'd love to see that."

*slaps forhead*
*covers eyes with both palms*
*fuming ears and nose*
*vomits blood*
*sees stars spinning above the head*
*on the verge of losing sanity*

It's done. Can i sing Hilary Duff's "So Yesterday"?

I'm tired la wei. Being dumb once in a blue moon is still acceptable but doing dumb thing one after another is just too much for me to swallow. I just can't find any good reason for me to tolerate this dumb action. In short, I'm numb by this dumb. BabyJ would love to listen to this story. Gone case, gone sideway, gone round the circuit, no reverse gear. I bet she's gonna roll down laughing upon hearing this current shit i'm goin to tell her. =.=" The biggest mistake any bats could have done which is to stay awake during the day. Means what? Die-larrr!


Miss Libran, Miss Libran. What is wrong with you???
I... I... Because... Because... eeyerrr..... WA SIPEK BEH TONG!
-which means "I really cannot stand!"

*bangs head on the wall*
*pinches cheeks to wake up*
*zaps everything away*

NOTHING HAPPENS. STILL TRAPPED. BIG FAILURE! OUCH!

Too much of 4400 episodes.

*resumes favourite activity*
*eats chocolates*
*makes sulky face*