Pink Knickers

If any of you have gone into a uni hostel before, you can figure out how mine looks like. A hollow, rectangular building, with rooms around its perimeter and showers or such on each end. The layout is unvarying, with each unit directly above another and we can open our room doors can yell across the hollowed out middle to someone else in the room directly opposite.

For those of you lucky people who have never seen a local uni college, just imagine.

I was back in my room, sweeping the floor with the door open so i could sweep out whatever dirt and hair that might be lying around my little corner of the room. (good thing about living in a hostel - you just sweep all the junk right out the door) I was standing at the doorway of my room, looking directly out the door for those few seconds before i turn and reenter my room when the door one floor above me and directly opposite me opened ......

... And a girl came out ... wearing nothing but a sarong and a bra!! I know, im a girl, we all change in front of each other but this was seriously unexpected.

I stared at her. She stared at me.

The she started laughing and rushed back into her room.

Its been an awful long time since ive last posted up a pic. So im gonna randomly post up pics of people from now on just for kicks :) This was taken way back in 2003.

So ... how much change do you see?

My little Orange Seal

Updates have been rather sporadic. Blame it on lousy network connection (aiya, what to do when its free??) and uni lecturers who insist on lab reports being handed up the next day when you have 7 tables and 8 graphs to draw. I was up till 2.30 and overslept. But, i have my trusty roomie to wake me up. Anyhow, i finshed my lab report. Bangganya :)

I got thrown out of the office today. Again. I remembered to put on my collared shirt, i was wearing shoes .. i innocently rode the elevator up to the office to hand i n my lab report. I havent anything to worry about, have i? Im just here to hand in my report, im in my collared shirt, im not showing any skin, my clothes arent too tight, im not in flip flops ...

Dead wrong. I got kicked out cos .....

I was wearing jeans!

&(*^R%^#&. Now i cant even wear jeans?? WTF? What you expect me to wear, you damn skinny arse with a midget of a moustach?? ARggggghhhhh!!!!

Yup. Thats right. No round neck tees, no slippers and no jeans! Sigh. Final warning from skinny arse. Next time, my name gets send to HEP. Where i have another three warning before desciplinary action is taken (read: fine RM200). Anyway, i just gave him this really big grin, and said Fine. Okay. No problem.

My roomie says screw him and stay far away from the office. Okay, she didnt exactly say that (shes far too polite) .. but you get the jest of it. M0re that three quaters of the student population walk around in jeans anyway.

Campus Life

Im sitting in Ishuets house. With no Ishuet, and no Ishuets parents.

This is wiered.

Terri is in the next room on the PS, Leech has just gone home and Michelle .. well.. Michelle came over in the afternoon.. and finished dinner too late to come at night. Wiered. Our homework is downstairs on the living room table..with our papers and pens scattered around. Our clothes are around the room and theres leftovers in the fridge. Hmmm.. is this what is would be like if we stayed together? Campus life like??

Anyway, Terri and I are housesitting for Ishuet and her family while theyre in KL for the Wild Zebra performance and a shopping trip. So were here to feed and walk the dogs, feed the rabbit, the iguana, the fishies .. :)

Its actually quite enjoyable.. though the dogs know they can bully us, and they do. And iguanas apparently throw up .. or i think ELvis threw up. But i cant be sure.. not an expert on iguanas..

We'vwe locked up, left the right lights on, shut the windows.. I wonder what it would be like if we had been lucky enough to go to unis in the same area and share a house.

Food for Thought

While we (or i, for one) have been moaning over the more trivial things in our daily life, going about our daily routine, moaning about how the food sucks, how heavy our workload is, how we wish to have this and that, how little sleep we get ..

A girl died today. My age. A second year materials engineering student. She got hit by a lorry at the crossroads near my uni, where they've been conducting roadworks for the past year. Two days ago, they took down the traffic lights to reinstall new ones. A crossroad, with cars going straight, turning left and right .. with no traffic lights. She was on her motorbike when a lorry ploughed into her. She died on the way to a hospital.

Another life gone, just like that.

Makes you think, doesnt it?

Bitchings and more..

Call me a bitch if you must, but seriously this is too much ..

1. I am bloody sick of being the only few idiots to buy a textbook. Which means that my brand new text book (which i have barely opened) is gonna be borrowed by someone and made into twenty copies or more and returned in pathetic condition!! Its a bloody textbook for your education, it doesnt cost that much cos its already partly subsidised, you all have loans, grants and scholarships so BUY YOUR OWN DAMN TEXTBOOK AND LEAVE MINE ALONE.

2. I am sick of having to lend my text books out brand new and having them come back dog eared. Wear and tear is fine, when I do it. Its my book, if it gets weathered cos i've been reading it, its my choice. Noone else gets their dirty paws on it.

3. I am sick and tired of all the asses out there that call me everyday to see if my lab report is done just so they can copy off it. Once in a while? Fine. Need my help? No problem, just ask me. But taking the whole thing and copying it word for word? Screw you. I didnt spend entire afternoons in the library writing it and getting references so that you could copy off it. And if our lab reports end up the same, you're not the only one screwed.

4. I am annoyed to death by the idiots and tudung heads that walk five abreast in the walkways and hallways really slow, talking at the same time. You wanna walk slow, use half your brain and make way for other people to walk. Other people have places to go. Same goes to to the dumbasses who need three other people to stand around them while they check their atm balance and decide whether to draw out thirty or sixty dollars. You neither need people to decide how much you need to draw nor giggle endlessly. Theres a line behind you, save it for another day.

5. Dont stare at me blankly during lab and expect me to tell you what to do, or do it for you. We have the same labsheets, read it la. Thats what its for.

6. I still think the rules about wearing shorts on campus is stupid.

7. Im also sick and tired of having to visit the damn bookshop, day after day looking for my textbook only to be told its not here yet. And then 3 weeks later be told that its not coming anymore. WTF? What kind of bookshop doesnt stock the right textbooks? Last sem, i never got the required text for fluid mechanics because it was out of stock and they refused to order more. I ended up having to visit the co-op everyday to order a different book till they got one for me - i recieved it only halfway through the sem. So if anyone knows where i can get Mechatronics: Electronic Control Systems in Mechanical & Electrical engineering 3rd Edition by W.Bolton, please let me know .. please please. .. And to the people waiting to photocopy it off me, tough luck.

what do you if you dont have a choice?

To all of you that read the last post and are worried about me, im okay. After a day and a night, i still dont know how to put everything back together, i still feel rather shitty, but now im calm and not about to fall to pieces. I think i bit off more than i can chew.

Everthings falling apart, material and non material. And the sucky part? I dont know which is worse. Something, or say alot of belongings fall apart one after another, you just dont have the cash to put it back together again. So what do you do? Break open your fixed deposit? Leave it broken? What if you need it? What if you dont have a choice? So what do you do? People say material things can be replaced. the person who said it must have had a hella alot of moolah. The thing about non material stuff though, is that you can forget, but it wont ever go away.

shit happens

you know the sayings ? it never rains but it pours .. murphy's law .. what can go wrong will go wrong .. toast always falls butter side down?

i really feel like crying right now.

Somethings burning ..

I know i know. .. havent been updating .. been having some problems :)

Its been a busy and not so busy week (is that possible?)I still havent given my car a check up, i havent got my books, i havent done alot of things i planned to do since the hols, but such is life.

Speaking of car check ups, Ishuet, Terri and I were on our way back from Gurney after catching a movie (fantastic four, give it a go!) when .. her car radiator temperature started going up. The three of us stared at it, wondered what was wrong (at this point ishuet started smelling smoke, but was worried we would think she was paranoid so she didnt say anything!), came to all sorts of conclusions before pulling over at the petrol station after driving another 100 to 200 meters. Then we realised smoke was billowing out from under the hood. The three of us know nuts about cars however, i know enough to manage to pop open to bonnet ... then we sat there and stared at the smoke.

A future engineer, future physicsist and future linguist - our first impulse was to douse it out with water. Brilliant eh? At least we knew enough not to open the water tank, or i wouldnt be here right now - probably in some hospital with all the skin on my face scalded off. Anyway, three girls nicely dressed, standing by a car with its hood open, looking quite lost in the middle of the night and not a single asshole came to help!! Shows us how gentlemanly Malaysian guys are .. even the dumbass petrol attendants didnt bother coming. Screw Petronas, go to Shell. We would have sat there for eternity trying to figure out what to do, or wrecked the car completly in the process of rectifying the situation had not some nice slighlty balding, but red haired Malay dude who pulled over to fill up at the staion noticed our predicament. And came over to give us a hand and a long lecture about how to take care of a car (Aiyo aiyo, the car can meletup in your face you tau .. Bahaya oh...). :) There is some good in the world after all. As it is, it took almost an hour before we could get back on the road .. And it took us all the way to Ishuets house before we realised the car was leaking water the whole way there. It was smoking again by the time we reached.. and looking down the road we noticed a long trail of water. Which was a funny thing cos it didnt leak when we filled it up .. just goes to show we dont know much about the insides of cars. And Terri doesnt know how to put pressure in the tyres. Hahahahha :)

The mechanic came the next day and fixed it. Just like that. We should all go learn something about our cars.

And about cars .. i was driving yesterday when i noticed spots on the windscreen. So i pulled the wiper trigger (i dont even know what to call it) to squirt water and clean it off ..... and the damn thing wouldnt stop!!! It kept squirting water and wiping my windows!! Panic Panic!! Driving around like an idiot in the sun with the wipers on!! I had to pull over a kill the engine a couple of times before it stopped. And I think it only stopped cos the water tank was empty. The next time i need to wipe poo of the windows, i'll do it by hand.

Cow Fascination?

No update yesterday - Spent the evening and night doing my lab report :)

I finally got around to repapering my notice board with ... moo moo cows!! Couldnt resist the cow garden wrapping paper, take a look ..

Its got little cows all over! A little sick once you realise the cows are milking themselves, but its cute!! Dont you think? Humour me, will you?

This is what you learn hanging around two guys who consider you to be just another dude:

Guy A: Hey, hey .. You know how to check if a girls boobs are sagging yet??
...insert goofy laughter...
Guy B: Hahahahha.. i dunno la, measure ah?? See how far down the chest it is??
......insert goofy guy laughter again.....
Guy A: No, no .. Take a pencil.. hold it horizontal and stick it under her boobs! If it stays there .. laughter again .. then you got a really really big problem!
...yet some more goofy guy laughter ...

University. The place for an all rounded education.

hunger or fatigue?

Im tired and im hungry. And i cant decide which to do. Thanks to back to back classes, all i managed to get for lunch was a carton of yoghurt. And i was so hungry by the time it reached five, i ate.... then missed dinner.

Now im hungry again..

I spent close to four hours trying to settle and draft out a formal letter to organize some dumb industrial visit. Apparently my english writing skills suck. I did, however realise that something must have gone in during those two years in in english lit: i remembered the word oxymoron! Not just that, i managed to incorporate it into a sentance! Mrs Tan would be so proud. After two whole years of saying the i yawn like a hippo, stare like a goldfish, stick with people like siamese twins .. i actually learnt something.

Classes are starting to get into full swing. Already a lab report and four graphs to finish .. when im so, so sleepy.... cos i didnt sleep much last night... cos i couldnt sleep much last night... cos it was too cold to sleep last night .. im starting to ramble mindlessly ... im gonna shut it now ...

People who schedule classes at eight on monday mornings should be shot.

Three Years To Go

Im back in campus again. Sigh.

Spent this Friday in Ishuets house. Like the friday before that.. and the friday before that.. and before that. Think its been 3 fridays in a row already .. And seeing that terri, ishuet and i are the only ones left here in penang, it looks like we'll be spending the next 3 years doing the same thing. I dont know if its a great routine, or a sad one cos we've already got next week planned out. And most probably the week after that as well. Oh well. I dont need the whole world as company.

Anyways, we spent friday night in Ishuets house as usual. I think the after effects of so many M&M's are beginning to show on my face. Heres a revelation: apparently, i talk in my sleep. So many nights sharing rooms and for the first time, someone has told me i talk in my sleep. And it didnt even make sense. According to see mun, this is what i said:

I want M&M's! .. not chocolate.

It doest even make sense at all. I dont even know why i said that. Thinking it was cos i fell asleep hungry.. and the last thing i heard was Ishuet asking me to eat M&Ms. The subconcious mind is a wonderful thing.

Spongebob Squarepants .. Again

Yet another of those nights where i cant sleep. And im getting increasingly grumpy. This is just to annoy Kok Yun more than anything else. The lyrics to the sponge bob square pants theme. Now you can sing along!

Are you ready kids?
I said are you ready?
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Spongebob Squarepants!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he
Spongebob Squarepants!
If nautical nonsense be something you wish
Spongebob Squarepants!
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants
Spongebob Squarepants
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!

Ever had one of those days where you feel like total crap and you feel like you need a really big hole to bury yourself in? If you excuse me, i think i'll just go and wallow in my great big hole.

It sucks when you have no one.

Admin Sucks.

Before i begin : Im Back!
Yup. Earlier than expected cos my labs and tutorials dont start till next week! Yay!! :)

I think the Sponge Bob Square Pants pillow worked. Sort of. Instead of staying awake and rolling around half the night, i fell asleep around two and woke up around 5.58 am if i remember right. Then i fell asleep again. Now im just waiting for the night i sleep the whole night through. Oh, my eye baggies .... Got a huge bump on my forehead though and a few small ones on my head. Im so used to having a biggish bead with loads of pillows and stuffed things that i cant get used to the fact this bed is so darn small. Even worse, theres part of a column sticking out next to my bed. So my bed isnt against the wall, and theres a small space where my pillow slips into and i end up with the corner of the column somewhere at my forehead. Which i rolled full force into a couple of times. Ouch. I feel really stupid now.

Heres a pic of the layout of my bed. I know it sucks, sorry, but i cant draw squat using paint. I did a really nice one with autocad then i realised that i cant post it (blows to the head must have affected me more than i thought). See the red circle? Thats the damn corner i bashed my head into. And the blue thing is supposed to be a window :)

Oh yea.. my Uni is now implementing this dumb rule that states that all students are to be dressed in formal wear to go to the office, library, admin buildings, lecture halls etc. Which means no sneakers, no jeans ... you get the picture. Tell me, which idiot would want to spend the whole damn day in a collar button down and slacks? Anyways, been pretty lucky so far cos i havent entered the library, my PA, Dean and lecturers dont really care what im dressed in. BUT, i dropped by the office to grab my lecture notes and lab sheets. I know, i know i wasnt in formal gear but i didnt know that i had to pick em up today. Anyways, i got as far as through the door. Then the damn security/admin dude stared at me and chased me out. Dumbass. So now i have neither my lab sheet nor my thermo notes. *%&^.

Looks like i gotta stock up on collared shirts. I wonder if they'd let me in if i wore some sort of collared shirt over what im already wearing. Not formal, but still collared right? Damn. Like i havent already got enough stuff to carry.

Screw you admin people.

Sponge Bob Square Pants

Server was down last night. *#$%%@!3*.

I got locked out of my room the night before last. Stupid really. My last years roomie and i have developed this habit of never locking our doors, and never taking our keys anywhere. When we bathe, when we sleep, when we do laundry, when we go visiting..So it came as quite a shock when i went to take a bath, she popped across to find someone and we came back to find the door locked. Me, with my hair wrapped in a towel still holding my shower caddy and obviously keyless and handphoneless.. and she .. with nothing either. Dilemma. Neither of us have the other two roomies phone numbers. We squatted in someone elses room for a good half hour. Thankfully i was wearing something.

I had dinner with a bunch of friends at some tea place. And when i say tea, i mean real chinese tea. Little tea cup and little tea pot.. the works. Scratch that. Not little. Tiny. Miniscule. Miniature. Im guessing it held no more than a quater of an ounce. One sip and its all gone. Annoying, really. How do you expect to quench your thirst this way?

Told ya its damn small.

I just had to put this up : My new pillows :)

I havent been able to sleep for the past few nights..tossing and turning till five in the morning. So ive decided it cos i didnt bring my fav pillow down so i went to get another one :)

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea???
Sponge bob square pants!

Skys are Purple

Its Monday. My first official day of class. And i was late. Not a very good start, you think? Doesnt help that i spent most of the night tossing and turning till around 6 am, and continued waking every hour. What kind of person has classes at eight on monday morning anyway?? Sigh. And a dumb subject at that - EUT 2012: Thinking Techniques. Apparently i dont know how to think. I need to be taught. A sample of how dumb EUT gets:

Mr A is 44 years old, with a wife and three kids. He is a modest, responsible man with high aspirations. He is not interested in politics or social happenings. His hobbies are sailing and woodwork. So, is Mr A a lawyer or an engineer?

WTF? What kind of question is that? Im kinda rooting for him being an engineer but you cant just lump everyone into groups, can you? DISCRIMINATION. Hello??

Oh yea.. for those of you that might, or might not have heard.. Im back in my college and im now considered an illegal immigrant. I originally ended up in a different block from my friends and coursemates. *curse**swear* So what did i do? We convinced someone to switch rooms with me and now, im back in block 1 with my coursemates and stayin with my former roomie near the window! Yay!! Its not exactly allowed, but oh well.. :)Interestingly, my new block happens to be co-ed, with the girls in wing A and the guys in wing B. If i open my windows, i can look into a guys room. No more walking around underwearless for me this year. Since this is my home for the next year, you can now write me at:

1232D, Desasiswa Lembaran,
Engineering Campus,
Universiti Sains Malaysia,
Seri Ampangan, 14300,
Nibong Tebal,
Seberang Prai Selatan, Penang.

I have a headache. Guess that happens when you have 2 hours of interrupted sleep. I want my maggi goreng ayam tambah telur. Im also bored to death. Call me!

Baking on the Beach

I got together with a bunch of my old classmates one last time before we all went back to our respective uni's in different parts of Malaysia. Jit Shiongs idea to go canoeing.. one last time..Actually, i think stuff like this is usually his idea. Anyway, dragged myself up at the ungodly hour (okay, ungodly for a holiday) of eight in the morning. Almost thought of backing out to sleep in, im glad i didnt. We gathered at the central meeting spot aka my house and drove down to the water sports center after breakfast.

Bright, blazy, hazy day.. the surf - do you call it a surf?? - was up.. monster big waves .. Big enough to tip terri out of her canoe as we sat in our canoes on the beach to let the waves push us around. After she tipped over, we decided it would be a better idea to get out of the canoe and just roll around on the beach. The guys, of course, had a blast. And so did we.

As promised to Jo, some of the pics taken on that day.

For those of you who dont know, you can see me, shiong, terri, jooi hong, chai, fred and his girl jo.

Uni's started and everyones scattered off. I'll miss the hols.

looking backward

Uni is starting. I am bloody damn depressed for that and other various reasons. Anyway, who wants to go back to a stinky little place in the middle of nowhere. Back to the no life and no sleep routine. Back to the stress and worry of whether or not i make the deans list this time, whether or not i perform up to standard. Back to feelin miserable that my baby wont and cant be around for now. This sucks.

Damn. Damn.DAMN..

What've learnt recently that i probably dont need to know : when youre drink is spiked, drink lotsa cold water first, it slows down the effect of the drug. warm water is a big no no till after you throw up and just before you got to bed. And dont fall asleep.

I DONT WANT TO GO BACK.

Mild Sevens and Dunhill

Today, without the aid of alcohol or Jon by my side, i finally slept in til 4.30pm! Yes, this is a big achievement for me, since i'm somewhat of an early riser. Dead tired (didnt sleep the night before last) and it was a full day after that. So by the time i got home around two, took a bath, had a chat with Terri (who happened to be stayin over) and Chai (who called up) i literally fell into bed between the hours of 4.30 and 5 in the morning. And slept like a baby ( not including the occasional morning messages from Jit Shiong and Kok Yun. Sorry guys, the goddess needs her sleep in the morning )

I think i'm getting old. My recovery isnt quite what it used to be. Sigh.

I have a neighbour whom everynow and then practices the banned habit of open burning. His garden faces the back of my house, same as where my bedroom windows face. Anyways, i leave my windows open in the day time so my room nows stinks of smoke. My mom came into my room, caught a wiff of smoke, gave me this stare and said

Have you been smoking??

Me? Smoking? Do i look like a smoker ?? (sure i might have thought about it before but that doesnt mean i'd actually do it - i might not be able to stop then thats the end of everything) Just cos i like to go out at night, and i like to dance in clubs, i like an occasional drink doesnt mean you can accuse me of smoking, k?

Somethings missing

He's gone back.
Dropped him off at the bus station.
Somethings missing..Just not right..not the same.
I miss him already.

The longer the hols, the harder it is to say goodbye.

Introducing ...

Say hello to the latest addition to my household .. Squeaky Piggy :)

Remember how i said i wanted to get a little critter, like a Chinchilla? That fell flat after i found out they need dust baths, lotsa room to run and jump and that they live for ten to fifteen years. Too much commitment, too much responsibility .. So i have gone and gotten myself *drumroll* a guinea pig. Yup.. thats the little critter. Had a little problem naming it .. he's gone from being called guinea pig to it to joobie to el grenada to kacang .. i have finally given up and christianed him Squeaky Piggy cos he sqeaks (we know that for a fact cos there was first hand eperience) and well duh, hes a guinea pig.

Jon, Michelle and I went shopping for him and couple of days ago. I hand picked him out of the cage myself (service in this particular shop SUCKS, just cos im not buying a dog doesnt give you the right to ignore me). Walking around the store looking for a suitable cage and holding piggy in my hand, i spotted a potential cage. On the top shelf. Being the smart person i am, i reached up with one hand still holding piggy to grab the cage....

...then something from the cage came falling down and landed right on piggys head. I have never heard such a loud squeal in my life. Well, except the time i left my rabbit in the sun and he died of heat stroke but that doesnt count. Anyway... theres a small bald patch on his head now (hope it isnt my fault).

We are now crossing fingers and hoping he isnt retarded. What could be worse than a retarded guinea pig?

Feezin in the cold

Currently in Starbucks with Terri happily using the free wifi *thank god for free wifi*. oh wait.. benny just walked by *Hi Benny* :) Yup.. i have degenerated to the point where ive taken to using *free wifi cos i have none at home. Sob. So im here... enjoying my tall Rhumba frappuccino with no cream, courtesy of Hanxens gift vouchers. Ahh... my third Rhumba in two days. No matter..ive been badly missing my Rhumba.

I have decided that im gonna bring back a lil furry pet to campus next week. Hope my new roomie isnt scared shitless cos im gonna get a Chinchilla. This cute furry little ball thing with a tail. Oh wait. Maybe i'll get myself a guinea pig instead. Hmmmmmm...

Itching and Peeling ..

Yup.. I'm back. From the beautiful island of Lang Tengah (for those of you that still dont know, thats between Redang and Perhentian in terengganu) and i have not only managed to get way darker, and rather sunburnt, but i have achieved what i thought impossible - i sunburnt my ass. Amazing, aint it. had a great time there .. and for you folks that like the sea or the beach, i highly recommend it. Cos seriously, when i got there i had no idea that such a place still existed in Malaysia. A place where the fish swim right up to the shore, a place where the water is clearer then a darn swimming pool. A place where corals are within range of the beach (think little mermaid or finding nemo kind of corals .. amazing).

As i said, the water is so darn clear, its amazing. Ishuet and I were feeding the little fishies right at the beach.. where the water is shallow enough to wade into. And the resident squirrel? Its tame enough to take food right out of your hand. Doesnt really fancy Mr Potato, though.

See the black thingy in my hand? its a sea cucumber. A black, kinda slimy, suprisingly solid pudgy kinda thing. A kind of animal that clings onto the seabed (we dont know what) and its pretty gross to look at..but tolerable to hold for a while. Loads of these things down there. And dont throw em around, they can bleed and they can burst.

Just for the view.. By the way, it isnt the sunset. The yellow round thing was the moon. It came out yellow that night so we ran down to grab a shot..

Ishuet and I, taken in Terengganu at the Palace Entrance. Trust me, doenst look anything like a palace. We thought the little garden outside it was some sort of comunity garden or park. Hahaha.. And just to fill up the space, some other random shots.. And did you know, that Coke is still sold for 1.10 here?? Guess inflation didnt hit this place. Then again, neither did the nature conservationists. They sell turtle eggs in the market. Speaking of which.. there were turtles.. and sharks.. and clown fish... Go give the place a visit if you can .

Fine Dining

Went with the girls to for a Barbeque Steamboat dinner last night. Yummy :). I can safely say i've had adequete experience in eating barbeque steamboat, so i present to you ...

Lisa's tips to the Barbeque Steamboat dinner

1. Go easy on the steamboat stuff. From experience, most of us just go straight to the barbeque part. Steamboat fills you up too fast and it doesnt taste as good as the barbequed stuff.

2. If you take it, eat it. So if some smart dude decides to cook ten hu-wans he'd sure better be eating at least half of em. Saves you the trouble of having to hide the food with tissue paper so they dont fine you for wastage.

3. Always peel and marinade prawns before cooking. Better still, throw em into the steamboat soup to get sea food tom yam.

4. You can never use too much butter.

5. Stand up while you eat. You save your face from getting burnt and you get to eat alot more cos your food digests faster. Besides, just looks much more hip n happening when you have ten people standin around a table waving chopsticks around.

6. cant finish you food? Put a little in each bowl and cover with balls of tissue paper (looks like you put your used tissue in the bowls). Or, look around for the friendly cat and feed.

7. Never take the mee. Why waste stomach space?

8. Eat alot, and talk alot at the same time. Thats the chinese way ...

8. Dont bother trying to be neat and polite and hygenic. You cant. If it drops, pick it up and continue to eat as if nothing happened. Remember the five second rule. Why waste good food??

9. Dont bother washing your hair before you go, and always try to wear something dark (never white). No matter which direction the wind is blowing in, you will definitely leave reeking of barbeque. And oil will always splatter. Be prepared to get scalded.

10. You paid good money for all that so walk away feeling content. Then, walk around the car for ten minutes before actually getting in it and driving off to prevent heartburn.

Raise you chopsticks and enjoy!

Coming soon .. essential things every DJ should know .. compiled from the resources of the EBB :)

I will be off to Lang Tengah this week with my baby. And to bump into ishuet along with her family and her boy, who are already there. For those of you who dont know, Lang Tengah is the island situated between Redang and Perhentian. In Terengganu ( no tank tops and short shorts - PAS ? ). Off to bask in the sun, snorkel in the clear waters and become a beach bum. Ahhhhhh... pure bliss.

Photos will be up if i look good :)

Yummy

Finally... after so long.. after the countless cravings...

I ate my Maggi Ayam Tambah Telur Atas!!!

Stupid, I know.. But I've missed my Maggi so, so much. Sigh. My craving is sated. For now. Had myself a nice big bowlful yesterday. And i would have finished every drop of the yummy soup if not for the horrified glances of the girls at my table. "You're not going to drink all that???? Think of the ajinomoto... Your hair will drop out, think of your kidneys..bla bla bla " Oh well.. its only once in a while, right?

I drank most of the soup up anyway.

I have figured come up with a theory why drunk drivers die in accidents. Its not just cos their reflexes are shot after a night of boozing, its the speed. Yup, speed kills. When you've had a little too much to drink, everything floats by you in slo-mo. So even if you're driving around at 110 on a normal road, youd never know it.

Not that i did it, you know..

The journey ends

With the end of my training comes mixed feelings.

Relief - Thank god its finally over
Joy - Finally! I can go out, i have time to myself and i dont have to wake up at 7.30 in the morning anymore. Oh, and i dont have to walk around in the sun anymore.

But

Theres also a tinge of .. i dont know..sadness?? I will miss the trainees i've been working with. The makan sessions, the ronda Tesco sessions, the ronda Penang sessions, the sit-in-Popular-and-read-magazines sessions, the making-sneaky-phone-calls-from-the-office-during-lunchtime sessions (okay, so only the girls did that), the pretend-to-look-busy-while-talking sessions, the hide-in-the-guardhouse-or-canteen sessions..alot of things to look back on and smile. And I will in a way miss the workers, yes, they are very nice to us .. my boss and his neverending stories..The fruit fiestas we have in the office (think 30 durians, 3 crates of rambutans, mangosteens).. the KFC tea times, the Pelita breakfasts, the McDonald ice creams..Though I'm glad its ended (finally) I dont regret going.

The road less travelled

I like taking drives on a long, clear road.

With just me in the car and a stack of good chillout music to keep me company. I could go on forever.

I'm not heading to anywhere in particular, just driving. And driving. Going on and on to nowhere. Feels good, y'know? I dont know what im leaving behind, or where im going, but it feels good.

Just to be getting somewhere. Leaving something behind, going forward to something new.. Just going.

Too bad petrol is now 1.52 a litre. This expensive habit can only be saved for the rainy days.

Did anyone realise that this is still Penang? Cos i didnt :). Somewhere in Balik Pulau, when a lunch break turned into a 3 hour 'long kai'. Im at the top of a hill, at restaurant. I think its called the view? Pretty nice place, with a great breeze. So if you're really bored, go look for it. If youre using a really old car though, take my advice and walk up. Unless you want to risk sliding down 100 meters, which is what we almost did. This is what bored and lazy trainees do, when work is about to end. We went on impulse to Balik Pulau, where one of the trainee lives. To eat durians (she has her own dusun) and rambutans and pineapples and mangosteens etc etc. Pineapples do NOT grow like potatoes. I didnt know that either. There is no such thing as a pineapple tree.

Psychotic

I was bored at work.

Wait a minute, im downright sick of work. Especially with all the trainees gone.

Sigh

This is what you do when you're bored.

You Are 50% Normal(Somewhat Normal)

While some of your behavior is quite normal... Other things you do are downright strange You've got a little of your freak going on But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself

How Normal Are You?

I was right all along. Im weird. Oh well.. goddesses cant be normal, can we?

hahahhahhha.
Oh, by the way... i just fell in love with this word.

Psychotic

Dont you think?? Psychotic bitch, psychotic dude, psychotic cat... so many uses...

Musical Baton

I know, i know.. it took that long to get this done. But when you no longer have a wifi spot and the pc runs on windows 98 with no speakers.. how can you pass on a musical baton when you cant here anything?? Right??

Anyway, here goes...

Total volume of music on my computer:
Wait.. lemme count .. 2.14GB plus another 3.28GB OH MY THATS A DAMN TOTAL OF 5.42GB!!!Now i really have to sit down and go through all my music files.. i doubt i've even heard all of them more than five times. Damn, thats alot of space taken up..

Last Cd purchased:
Cant remember.. would've have been years ago. I am a staunch supporter of piracy and praise the dude who invented the cd burner. Why spend forty bucks buying a cd when i only want twelve out of the eighteen songs? Why not spend a dollar on a blank cd, rip and burn whatever you want and take that extra thirty nine bucks to keep your belly full for the rest of the week.. logical right??? HAIL BLANK CDS AND DVD BURNERS!!! The last time i bought a cd was when i was sixteen. Before the age of cd burners, and before the age of broadband - Red Hot CHilli Peppers : Californiacation

Song playing right now:
The Smashing Pumpkins - 1979. My taste in music is very varied. Dig deep enough into my hard drive, you'll find everything ranging from Michael Buble to Four Strings to Frank Sinatra to Travis. From Christina Aguilera to Sarah Maclachlan, Diana Krall to Green Day and Oasis...chillout music to anime themes... anything goes. Maybe thats why i have so much music ... hmmm..

Five songs that mean alot to me:
Okay.. this is hard.. ummm...in no particular order:1)Alanis Morissette - Ironic. I dont know why, but i just love this song. Maybe the earliest songs you know make the most impact? But i just like the fact that its well so... ironic:)
Old man, just turned ninty eight; won a lottery, then died the next day;
Its a death row pardon, two minutes too late.
And isnt it ironic?? Dont you think??

2)Puddle of Mudd - Blurry / System of a Down - Chop Suey. Reminds me of the mad days i had back in sixth form with the girls and the guys, but mostly with Terri and Vila. We were a category of our own. I can now look back and laugh.

3)Green Day - Time of Your Life.
Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.
It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

This would basically be my thinking right now. If it wasnt, id have jumped off the uni library during my first sem.

4) Leanne Rimes - Soon. At least, i think thats the title. I was going through a rough patch, and it did NOT help that Mix Fm played sappy love songs every night. I remember the lyrics when something like i'll have shed my last tear soon, I'll get over you soon, i'll make it throught the night without you soon..(independent, huh?)..till you realise she's singing 'soon as the mountains turn to rivers, soon as the seas turn into sand, soon as the sun comes up at midnight', thats how soon. And till then, i'll just pretend that i'm okay and wait for that someday soon. Damn, its a phobic song. Think sit by the radio pathetically in tears. So if you're miserable, dont listen to mix fm cos it will probably make you feel worse.

5) Frank Sinatra - LOVE. I just like it, and i like his voice. Called me old fashioned, im a Frank Sinatra person. And im still waiting for the rest of my V'day song....

Five people im passing the baton to:
Jon
Drey
Michelle
Justin
My brother. which is doubtful he ever will, but hey might as well give it a try.

There you are, Tzelin.. the musical baton, successfully carried on. Cheers!

Milk good for health??

Heres a rather nasty shock to the system. Early this morning before going to work, i poured myself my usual bowl of cereal and milk. I noticed that someone hadnt shut the fridge door properly, so figured the milk wouldnt be cold enough, no biggie, i can survive. But nothing perpared me for the intensely rude shock i got when i shovelled the first large spoonful into my mouth and then realised that the milk had gone sour. OH MY. If you've never had a big mouthful of sour milk, you will never know how bad it tastes. I obviously didnt swallow, just kept it in my mouth till i could get to a sink and spit it out. But it smelt and tasted just too bad. When i spit out my mouthful of cereal, the twisties i ate last night came out with it.

UGH. I dont ever want to go near milk again. Lesson : Even milk in an unopened carton can be sour. STAY AWAY FROM MILK! I did not need such a bad taste in my mouth so early in the day. Sigh..

Oh by the way... im in the office.. secretly going online while everyone has gone for lunch. Sixteen more days to go.. MUahahahahahha

OMFG

Yes, i have work tomorrow. Yes, i know its late. Yes, im still awake.

Because my hairdryer wont work. Everybody knows that you cant sleep in an air conditioned room with your hair wet. And if you didnt know, i bet your mum knows. Or your grandmother. Cos i've heard it often enough from everybody. So im heeding the advice about head colds and bone aches and im sittin out here at two in the morning waiting for my head to dry.

OMFG, im so bloody tired now. Actually, ive been bloody tired since last week. To the point where walking on the under construction second floor of my site project gave me such a bad feeling of nausea/vertigo i felt like falling off the building. Which would have been a bad thing cos 1)there would be an awful big mess to clean up and 2)my mom only gets 50 grand from IJM, and i think im definitely worth more than that. I will stay away from the edges.

I need to get a new phone. Im currently using a borrowed relic from the past. An ancient Nokia 3310. Remember the times when it was such an in thing?? Yea, well.. its sad to have a phone that doesnt fit into my pocket anymore, and rattles - i believe there is something loose inside, im only hoping that it wont explode while im on it.

I need a new phone, dammit!!And i want to eat my maggi goreng ayam tambah telur atas.

My project manager has gone to Europe for holidays.. with his whole family. He unfortunately doesnt take temporaroly adoptive kids. The guy he left behind in charge is a bitch.

I am Princess Leia?

Take the quiz: "What Star Wars Character Are You?"

Leia Organa
You are hot headed and very stubborn.

Yes, i was bored.

So apparently im a Princess Leia. Or i could have been Darth Vader.(??)Or Lando Calrissian. The Princess Leia with the two buns on her head. In the little slave bikini.

So, does anyone find it hot??

I have yet to get my ATM cards. Had to go all the way to town to get my ic done (which took like forever) then i stopped on the way at the nearest Public Bank, which made me wait. And wait. Then sent me to the branch where my account came from. ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BLOODY ISLAND. Anyway, bla bla bla, got my license done, bla bla bla... went all the way to the other side of the island, sat on my ass for another half an hour and guess what. They tell me i need my birth cert!!!I dont even know the last time i touched the bloody thing.

Yes, i am officially broke.

SHIT.

I hope he gets run over by a lorry

This is exactly what is going through my head right now.

%*&^*@#$%

Was on my way to gurney, after having parked the car at our usual spot by the field. College Square, or Lebuhraya Maktab as some call it.Anyway, terri, see mun and i were on our way to gurney plaza for dinner when some fuckin bastard came from behind me on a bloody motorbike and snatched my bag. MY BAG. My bag, with my wallet and my handphone and my lip balm and an assortment of some other junk. The bag was a present, the wallet was a present, the tissue paper holder was a present. Im only thankful my camera wasnt in there as well. MY BAG. On the day i had my phone in it, on a day i actually had cash in it. Heres what you call shock - i dont recall it hapenning, i dont recall how it got snatched, i only remember the bastard riding off with it. And when i got to the police station in Pulau Tikus, my hands were still shaking. I now wish i had known what was happening, and given the bike a good kick.

&$(*##@!

There goes a perfectly good phone with a perfectly good digi line in it, a rather new wallet with my ic, license, atm cards, insurance cards, membership cards, photos, and CASH. Close to a hundred bucks. And when youre a student on a budget, its a hundred bucks i cant afford to lose.

Im still spitting curses in my head, and i hope he gets run over by a lorry. Of all the nerve. On minute i was holding my bag, the next minute it was gone. He yanked way too hard, i couldnt hold on, though i tried. And the fucker had the nerve to turn around and look back as he rode of with my bag. I hope he gets run over by an excavator.

Anyway, it took me almost two hours a file a bloody police report. Shows just how great our Malaysian police system is. Had to file one report at the district police station, who took forever to type it out, sell me a copy for four bucks and then send me over to the main police HQ in Patani Road. Where i had to wait another half an hour for someone to attend to me, and to retake my statement. Which he handwrote, and reasked me everything. Then he ran out of paper, so he counldt print out the letter until whoever it was whom he called came back with paper. So efficient.

I started out hungry on the way to dinner, completely lost my appetite after my bag got snatched. By the time the i finished (finally) making a report, i was about to die of hunger.

Only other news of interest : Went to watch a movie yesterday along with Chai, Terri, See Mun and Yu Ming. I have learnt a sneaky new way to obtain really good movie seats when the cinemas fully booked.

Highly recommended - watch it and laugh your self silly.

Two More Days

I managed to get onto my not so free wifi spot and this is what is found:

This pic captured my eye. The photo managed to show the contrast between the poor and the rich. The kid that gets his shoes shined and the baby asleep on the back of his mother who shines the shoes. The fat little sitting in the chair and the sleeping baby who might never have to luxury of drinking a big bottle of pepsi. The sad part? The chance of the little sleeping baby crossing over to the higher society isnt that high. Guess life isnt always that rosy.

More food for thought. Look at the determination in her face, the amount of effort he has to put in, the willingness for them to work together and not give up. Take away the superficial layer and the materialistic edge away from life as we know it, maybe this is what love is.

Two more days and there will only be three of us trainees left. Yup. Girl 1 has sucessfully completed her training and leaving us while the three of us are left behind. Sigh. I first stepped into the office not knowing what to expect, but im glad i met her and im sorry to see her go. Who knew that the four of us, from different parts of Malaysia, would meet here in IJM and get along so well to the extent that we skip work together, plan to meet up again, eat ice cream together and just hang out.. Do all sorts of nonsense together, shop together, drink coffee, eat nasi lemak, take wiered photos...
I guess this training will definitely be something i wont forget.

Sniff Sniff

Oh hell.. Im sick. Managed to wheedle out a holiday from my boss for all of us for Monday (Its supposed to be a replacement for Wesak Day; unfortunately not all holidays are recognised by construction workers. FYI, Wesadk Day celebrates the day Buddha was born, died and found enlightenment) unfortunately i somehow managed to contract a flu.

What started out as a sore throat on Saturday morning - i thought it was the effect of too much barbeque steamboat turned into a full blown flu by Sunday which has dragged on till today. So much for a holiday. So much for going out all day. I have a fever, a splitting headache, a nose that switches between runny and stuffed, a sore throat, a cough, watery eyes... the list goes on. In short, i have a flu. Arrgghhh. Whats the point of being sick when you cant take an off day cos youre already off??????

Sorry, I get really really unmanageable when i get sick. I want Jon...

Look before You Leap

Was browsing through my photos and found this. Taken a couple of years ago, when most of us we were still in school. Since form five, its been a ritual to go up to Mt Pleasure every year.

Today, the Pajero was here. So we snuck out (begged a staff actually) to let us follow him out to the admin centre. Maybe our pathetic faces were really effective cos he agreed and took us for a spin.

Went to admin. Nothing interesting there.

Went to a highway project. The second phase of the Jelutong Expressway. And once again, i prove just how little i look before i leap. It was extremly muddy (think reclaimed land that still sinks and springs back up everytime a lorry drivers over it) and girl 1 was without her safety shoes. So we were looking for the best way to get to the other side of the site where boy is (he doesnt care about his shoes and pants) when i spotted mounds of earth piled up along the side of the site. So i figured, hey thats not muddy and it runs all the way to the other side..maybe we can go through there. So i went and stepped into it. Big mistake. It felt a little mucky, like it wasnt solid. But i fiugred, hey it can hold my weight. Sort of. So i took a few tentative steps. Bigger Mistake. Think QUICKSAND. My whole bloody foot sank in till my ankle.. So i panicked and tried to hop out. Yet another mistake. My other food sank into the mud past my ankle (Oh, my shoes and jeans). I didnt know what to do so i made the split second decision to jump out of the muck. WIthout looking. And landed into a puddle of watery muck. I have no luck. The more careful girl 2 was behind me, where the earth was still relatively solid and the even more cautious girl 1 was standing firmly on land analyzing the situation. The rest of that evening, my feet were really really heavy. Black mud caked onto my shoes up to the ankles. Ewwww..

And all that happened in less the 2 minutes. Major embarrasment especially since there were workers right next to where i was. Only positive thing i can think of is at least i provide plenty of entertainment.

Mosquito Musketeer

Our so called work. This is what we do, when we're bored and we just have to get out of the office. We run wild around the site taking photos in pretence of actually doing something.

There are four of us trainees running around the site so the safety guard (we call him uncle safety) whom we were having a little chat with this evening has taken to calling us the four musketeers. With boy as the bad musketeer. Anyway, chinky china boy (he's a very nice boy though) has never heard of a musketeer, he doesnt know what one is and never came across the word before. So he was going like what?? mosquito?? what four mosquitos?? im not a bad mosquito...

The two of us laughed till our sides were about to crack and i was about to pee in my pants.

The 'bad mosquito'

Back to The Start

If you've noticed the posts are becoming rather sporadic its would be because someone has blocked me off the wifi spot. It wont accept my DNS add. Damn.

Its been a magical weekend. Nothing big, nothing special, but great. My baby has come.. and gone.. and its back to a new week of work. If you can call it work.

I've drunk three huge packets of milo today, which was quite an effort cos i dont like milo. And my stomach is now on the verge of bursting, filled with way, waay too much milo, and waay to much junk. Girl 1 was on sick leave today, so that left me and girl 2 (the rather lazy ones) and boy (he got his semangat back, so hes really enthusiastic now, damn). So we did alot of sitting today - at the office, in the guard house, at the canteen, at the little stall near the gard house, in the shade.. Anyway, for some reason today we've been offered lotsa free drinks.

Meal 1 : i went to the site canteen wth girl 2 and boy (standard) where i took my little packet of nasi lemak, not intending to drink anything. Then my site supervisor came along and went 'aiyo, not drinking anything ah?? come la, go get a drink..' . Then he buys milo. Okay, im thankful, i can live with a packet of milo.

Meal 2 : We did a little exploring and walked round the site. Then girl 2 and i decided to sit (too damn hot) at the guard house. Where we meet the guard.. who then decides to feed us some more at the little stall where he's havin breakfast. I TRIED to decline.. i said ive eaten, im not hungry, im not thirsty, its okay ..... didnt work. I ended up with another HUGE packet of milo. Which i drank till im sure i turned green.

Meal 3 : Lunchtime at the office - someone went to pangkor and brought dried cuttle fish.. which once again we ate. When i wasnt planning to eat anymore.

Meal 4 : girl and i walking around the site. Worker comes up to us with a plastic bag and gives it to us and says 'for you all'. We obviously say no thanks, its okay, we dont want it to which he replies 'if you dont want then i'll have to throw it away'. No choice.. another two big packets of milo and a packet of pisang goreng. Oh man. On a day im not even hungery.

Meal 5 : We go back to the office and someone just brought two bags of some chinese pastry. And we had to each have some (polite, you know?) cos these older people think all young people need food. And lots of it. OMG I CANT WALK ANYMORE.

I am never going to drink milo again. Most people lose weight when they start work.. stress, busy lifestyle bla bla bla.. Im pretty sure youre not supposed to gain more weight. Something doesnt seem right...

Things I Bet you Did Not Know

Did you know that one cement mixer truck can hold up to 5 cubic meters if concrete? And that it costs RM750 per truck? Or that fourteen twelve meter thirty two millimeter diameter bars weigh slighlty over a tonne. Bet you didnt.. Bet you also didnt know that a concrete nail is made of steel and that all vehicles leaving a construction site must have their wheels washed??Didnt think so.

This is what ive been learning. Though what relevence it is to me at the moment i have yet to find out.. but as my boss says, its all part of training and i'll thank him someday, cos no other training sites will bother to teach this much. But then again, he also says I talk alot (pandai cakap) and that im happy go lucky (im a first year student, im supposed to be happy, arent i?) so yea... Five more weeks to go and counting. I dont know whether to feel happy or sad. Happy cos i'll finally be free, sad cos it would mean the end of my hols. Whatever it is, i'll miss the mad times the four of us trainees had together.

Shit. He's too tired to call. I dont know whether its just my imagination or does this seem to happen really often?? Maybe i should start keeping track. Then I would have some sort of concrete proof and there will be no need for an argument, i can reason it out in my head. Or maybe i just shouldnt bother and go out more. Hmmm.. the possibilities are endless. Right now, going out more seems like the best option. Seems like its been ages since i had a good chill. Seems like ages since i had a good anything. A good meal, a good nights sleep, a good time, a good chat up with my girls, a good mamak session, a good starbucks session, a good workout.. Then again, when you do nothing but work nine hours a day, six days a week with limited social contact, you tend to lose your sanity somewhat.

Screw everything.

In five weeks time, i'll be let loose. Its time to stay up all night and paint the town red before i settle back into the routine of being Lisa, the wiered, lazy, messed up hair and perpetually late for class deans list student that cant speak Chinese yet is a Chinese. And may not be on the deans list for much longer. Once again, I'm gonna say screw it. Nothing will stop me from enjoying whats left of my hols.

Two more days till the my much awaited Sunday. Maybe tomorrow we'll go to Tesco to waste yet some more time. It rained this morning when we were on the site. For lack of anything to do, and cos we are lazy bums anyway, se ran across to tesco and spent the afternoon there :). I think im a bad influence.

New Number

ANNOUNCEMENT : I have changed my phone number

Yup.. picked up my new number yesterday.. pretty funky number too .. so you can now drop me a line at

0164455636

Been a rather busy few weeks..been running short on sleep for the past couple of days ( ten hours in two days?!? ). Hate workin saturdays. This whole hols has been a rather dissappointing one so far.. or maybe its cos it just doesnt seem like a holiday at all. I get less rest than in uni. In uni, you can at least skip classes when you need to sleep.. or when you dont feel like going. Down here, no such thing. Shit, i get up earlier now than i did during term time. Sigh. Lost what little drive i had to work. Seems the other three of em feel the same way though - we spent this afternoon sittin in KFC

The Roots

Oh will somebody just kill me right now and end my thoughts.

I have come to the roots of all evil - thought and feelings. Think about it, if we were all mindless zombies, we wouldnt think, we wouldnt feel therefore we wouldnt know and we wouldnt react. We wouldnt think depressing thoughts, we wouldnt feel depressed therefore we wouldnt commit suicide. We would feel jealous, wouldnt think up evil plans and wouldnt commit robbery and snatch thefts. So there you have it. The root of evil.

We should all be mindless zombies and stay content

Oh My..

Been having a really shitty headache since last night.

Ever went out for a night of chilling, had one too many shots of whisky, a few too many beers and way, way too much vodka, only to go home feeling like shit and having the worst hangover ever? The kind where the bass just wont stop playing and the world just wont stop spinning even thought youre lying still on your bed at home. The kind where the floor jsut dont seem solid anymore to the point where you feel seasick just standing there? Yea well, i have. And last nights killer headache was worse than that.

Snuck up on me last night, just as i was about to snuggle into bed with a good book. Then boom, my head starts splitting into two and spinning at the same time. *@#$. Completely ruined my night. Worse thing was it kept me up till around 3 last night, so woke up this morning feeling absolutely shitty. Still with a nagging headache. Which has accompanied me all day. And I still cant sleep.

ARrrghhhhh.

Ahhh...

Its Monday. And thanks to Labour Day, I have no work. Two days of break instead of one. Im telling you, you dont know how important weekends are till you work eight thirty to six, six days a week. Ive been working till i dont know the days of the week anymore, Fridays and Saturdays feel like any other day..

But, Ive spent the past few nights with my friends, had plenty of sleep and am now taking a breather from everything, to prepare myself for another week ahead. Sitting in my bedroom, all clean and cool, with the air conditioning on, music playing and a hot cup of tea... ahhh.. pure bliss..

Im singing praises to the person who came up with the idea of labour day.

Anyways, went up to buy wrapping paper in Lovely Lace Gurney Plaza today. Did you know they sell wrapping paper for RM5.50 per half yard!! Gosh, thats robbery. Its enough for me to eat lunch. Do some basic math; to wrap a smallish present would roughly equate to a large McValue meal complete with a McFlurry.

Belated Birthday

Oh my... I posted up Ishuet bday pics without posting Chais.. Sorry ah...

Hadnt any connection at that time so... never got around to doing it. But now with my * ahem * new wifi spot...

Anyway, Chais bday would have been in March, but since we waited for everyone to come back and settle down after the end of the second sem of uni, we did it almost a month late.

This would be the birthday girl.

And this would not be the birthday girl. Ishuet is just very proud of the cake she baked.

In the kitchen of the new house. We had Ishuets spaghetti instead of her moms. We still think her moms spaghetti tastes better, though...

And this would be all of us, gathered once again in her house. Happy Birthday Chai :)

My Doggy

Another integral part of my life - my dogs. See stupid dog on the left and smart dog on the right.

For as long as i can remember ive always had dogs. None as stupid as stupid dog, though. She's so stupid, every night when we feed the dogs, she runs to big dogs plate and gets chased away. Even though she has her own plate. Every night. She can dig under the fence and run out, then cant figure out how to get back in. She go bit by my guinea pig. Beat that. Let this be a lesson. Never do things on the rebound. It just doesnt work. (Shes a rebound dog)Not rebound guys, rebound shirts, rebound guinea pigs, rebound dogs. Cant ever be the same.

Anyways, thats Apple as stupid dog and Rex as smart dog. But i love them anyway.. and mini pinchers arent well known for being smart.

Everythings Better When Its Free

Guess what!!

I found a free Wifi Spot!!
*Thanks Chai*

I was MSN-ing with Chai one night when she told me she found a wifi spot in her room - her wifi switch is always on, mine is usually off. That night, i unplugged my laptop, switched on my wifi and started on a quest to find wifi in my house. Like a complete idiot, i walked around in semi darkness holding a laptop in the middle of the night in my house. Anyway, idiot or not, it paid out.

I found my wifi spot!

After walking through the whole house, stubbing my toe on something and freaking myself out cos a lizard ran across my path, i found my own little wifi spot in my bedroom. Should have just started searching there and saved myself the trouble. So now, I can once again go online from my bedroom!`:) Hahaha.....screw dial up where the connection speed is in kilobytes..One drawback though. The wifi only seems to appear at certain times. Namely sometime after midnight, every night. As Terri would say, 'Ghosts, maybe??'