Anak babi bodoh. <--Extremely random title

Hello. It's me again. Your infrequent blogger. Guess there's no one else to blame for slow traffic to this blog except myself. been procrastinating like nobody's business lately. Somehow I feel I've been dragged down by this really heavy load, pulling and holding me back. I don't look forward to anything at all. I only wish that time stands still.

I'll be returning to Singa-kiasu-pore this weekend. And I dread it. I really really do, despite having spent a good part of my academic life there, I have not developed any affection for the place. Except for a few people -- YM, ZL, Nov, Mark etc etc. Esp those from my former JC class. Anyway, this is not the point. Reason why I dread going back so much is those people in Phamacy. I remember complaining about how competitive and kiasu these people are. I really dread going back to the class and meet those pretentious people. I have a good mind to give up my scholarship and a place in uni to just go into the workforce. Maybe things might be worse, I don't know. But what else can I do without incurring a large financial burden on my parents? If only I could just uproot myself and go away to Australia or NZ. If only I don't have such a bloody heavy responsibility. ARGH. Why can't things be simple and nice anymore!?

*sob*

No point being too emotional I guess. I mean, when I get back there, I'll be thrown into momentum again. Things will happen and I will be working like clockwork no matter how much I hate it. How sad eh.

And oh, I think farewells suck. I hate saying goodbye.

^%$#$

I think I have some kay-pohs reading my blog. What should I do?

Busy Busy Busy

I can't access my own blog! For whatever reasons. Anyway, yesterday was the last Jap class and now it's back to work for me. Gosh, I must really do a good planning before I head back to Singapore. I don't want to be a loser again.

And those blogs posted a while ago, I have no idea how they appeared. Considering the last time I blogged was..a long time ago?

Have fun folks.

Uh-Oh

Look look! It's been one week since the last time I blogged. Which really isn't very good. I'm going a resolution for the 23rd year of my life. I shall blog more often. At least every 3-4 days.

Oh yes. Roborovski hamsters make great pets! Not to mention great presents/gifts.

22!

HELLO EVERYONE!
Your favourite overaged friend is now even older. I'm 22!
And. I just got my ears pierced last week. Wonder how I'm going to build up my collection of earrings. Maybe I could get some help kick-starting it. HMMMMM....

Ek.

Hello all! I'm back. As you can see, I am not myself lately. Either I have multiple personality disorder or somebody is just misusing his privilege. Tsk.

Anyway, I have gained weight. Argh. Weeks after weeks of supper and heavy lunch and a stagnant lifestyle is now rearing its ugly head. Urgh.

Well then. I have to go now.

I am getting boring ain't I?

Sigh.

I need inspiration to blog...

Wow!

Did you know that it's possible to iron, talk on phone, and blog at the same time???
MIND-BOGGLING. Or blogging. Heehee.

Weather soooooooooo hotttttttttt. Today was BURNING.
And. I am soooooooooooo scandalous.

Bored

Sigh. I am so boring. Even my blog reeks of boredom. How now.

Hmmphf

Somebody was being extremely mischievious and crashed into my Blogger without permission. Changed my title and even attempted to blog!! This person deserves a harsh punishment.

Anyway, I had my first piercings today. At the ripe old age of 21. Hur hur. At least I've done it before 22...My ear hurts. Still don't understand why I'm going through these painful procedures in the attempt to look good. But I cannot remove the ear studs or else I would have wasted a good RM14. Urgh.

Never mind. more work beckons. Will update more later.

I am not myself today.

Hah. An entry!

Long time no blog! How's everybody doing? Am kinda highstrung right now because of a series of events. Anyway, before I launch into my whiny mode, just wanna let everybody know I am OK. Been eating a lot and putting quite a bit of weight. *groan*

Well, I just came back from a trip to Malacca yesterday. Malacca is very interesting place. Interesting scenery, architecture, buildings and food. (Do you know that their chicken rice is shaped like a squash ball?) Quite fun driving around (not me lah, of course) and not getting lost. It's kinda impossible to get lost in Malacca. Haha. Spent most of the time hunting for food and walking around. Spent the whole Saturday afternoon in the sun trekking up St Paul's Hill and admiring the scenery. This was the time when history lessons are meaningful (I meant those lessons I had in uni). Now I truly see the concept of the mandala system of urban planning and the spiritual prowess thing that goes with it. Also, I am now aware of the standard Malay Settlement during the early times. It's similar in Singapore. Anyway, I shan't go on. Greenlamb will give me "that" look. Haha.

Then TODAY! First day of Japanese class. Had a great walk through Blur Land and trying to catch what the teacher was saying. Frustrating for me because I knew everything a year ago! But well, I did not do sufficient revision so now...regret a bit lah. But tonight am going to brush up. YES.

Oh, and I took the monorail home today. It only took a mere 10 minutes to get from Lot 10 to Hospital KL. And guess what. I stood at the bus stop waiting like an idiot for 45 minutes! And in the end, I just took a cab home. Bloody hell. 45 freaking minutes!!! Now, if only KL transport system is as good as those in SIngapore, then KL is the greatest place to be in. So while I was waiting stupidly, an old Malay woman came up to me to talk. I was like, woah, *clutch bag tightly* and kept a 50cm distance away from her. I mean, I don't trust strangers in KL. Everybody looks dubious. For all you know, some bugger might be lurking behind happily looking through my bag while I was talking to the lady. Anyway, I was subjected to a 5 minute "torture", listening to her tell me about her loose bowels and the stuff she had a few hours ago. The excreted material was described in detailed. Then she went on to describe her house and all. Her concerns for something and she kept referring to some adik, abang or something. Can't really catch what she was saying. But thank goodness, the bus came. Anyway, I hope she'll feel better tonight. Can't help but to wish that I was less suspicious about her.

Yup. That's it I guess.

I need to go to the loo myself. No. 3 beckoning.

Bye~

Something Blog-able

Something interesting happened today. Was supposed to attend ballroom dancing class with him this evening. So as usual, I made my way down to meet him somewhere near MidValley and proceeded there for dinner. After a shower, he drove both of us to the dance studio.

At the dance studio, we were suprised to find that there were already a couple there with their instructor. As we sat there waiting for ours, precious time ticked away. A while later, the trio left, leaving both of us sitting in the studio wondering why our instructor was still missing. It was already 8.20pm. He can't be that late!

Since there weren't anybody in the studio with us, we helped ourselves to the biscuits and almost tried the tea. And I got my chance to dance around in the studio again! Whee~

Well, that wasn't the point.

Finally, we decided to call the instructor and check. And *not* to my suprise, he has already forgotten our lesson. And coincidentally, his handphone battery was running out. So that kinda explains why his phone is perpetually on "engaged" mode of voice mail mode.

Alrighty. Time was already 8.45pm. We decided to leave the studio and go for supper. Uh, early supper. So being the nice persons we are, we switched off the lights, air-cond etc. Then we locked the grille and door behind us. And that was probably the biggest mistake.

So we walked down the stairs (the studio was in the highest level of a shophouse), and out towards the main entrance. And guess what. it was locked. So essentially, we are locked out of the studio but locked within the shophouse.

Then we tried calling the instructor again, but nope. His phone was dead. And I want him dead too.

We spent the next hour calling up this other guy where his number was found on the poster outside the studio and trying to get as many dancers as possible to try opening the door. But not much hope coz one dancer was overseas and the other, simply refused to answer our call.

We called our parents and I got a semi-lecture from mom. Sigh.

But help came from his father! He went to the coffeeshop next door and asked whether they have keys. And thank goodness they do!

So that was the little story of how him and I got trapped inside a building while trying to attend a forgotten dance class.

And I learnt something about myself. With him around, I get totally oblivious to my surroundings. Somehow the fact that we might get trapped there the whole night did not hit me hard enough to cause some panic. What do you call this? Blissfully ignorant? Or just dumb?

Anyway, thank you so very much for being calm and for making all those phonecalls. I think you are much more "emergency ready" than me. :)

A Quickie

Can you believe this, I have not watched Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban yet! Outrageously ridiculous! Urgh.

Anyway, these few days have been spent disturbing my brother and wresting the computer from him...to play CS, no less! Haha. Naughty naughty me. :P

OK. Just a short update. Have fun everybody!

Worthless blogging

Hmm. Woke up this morning to find that the whole house is empty. Everybody went away to Shah Alam already. That means, I'm home alone! WOW *rolls eyes*

Anyway. Will be meeting up with Nadia later. :) And him too! *grin*

Oh, had a great meeting up cum dinner with SL yesterday. How interesting. But we talked cock most of the time...*whispers* She requested for girl talk sometime soon! Whee~

Right. End of a bimbotic entry. How come people don't give comments anymore?

Frustrated

Unusual for me to post twice in a day. But a wave of frustration is sweeping over me.

*scream*

Isn't it good if things are always going on smoothly? But of course, life is always with glitches. People claim that these are what spice life up. Oh, bugger off.

*scream* again.

I'm so bloody frustrated. But something is preventing me from spilling everything. Goodness knows who reads my blog. I just want everybody to know that I am very frustrated. I wish I did not agree to be the president of the Choir in the first place. I wish nobody voted for me. And may I add, I did not even run for a post in the first place. I wish I have been a bit more determined in getting out of the choir in the first semester.

Too late for regrets isn't it?

I'm so f***ing lousy that I might just screw up EVERYTHING.

I might just tear down what my predecessor has built.

Argh.

Leave me alone.

Ramblings

Have been online for almost 4 hours!

So many things to settle and so many things to do. I'm such a procrastinator.

Anyway, blogging has been very infrequent of late. Partly because I don't have the comp connected to the internet 24 hours a day and also, there really isn't much for me to blog about. Besides the interestingly dry weather around here. Heh.

Wee Lee!! I wish you are home right now! It's damn weird not having you around!

Oh, I might be going for more Japanese lessons sometime in mid June. Not confirmed yet though. Hopefully there'll be people interested in the class. But that would mean I have to do self-revision to brush up on my rusting Japanese. Eek.