Some people can just be so insensitive!
You know what...I just hate it when people just cant appreciate you. Come on la...I do not deny the fact that here I am making assumptions....but I did believe that I made an impact on the person's life but all that DAMN ASSHOLE can remember is everyone else. And truthfully I have nothing else to say...my life was once dedicated partly to be a wonderful friend to most of my friends. I always felt love from the others but never from this particular one. I thought that I did make a difference in the person's life in one way or another...but let's just say I was taken for granted. Everyone who is reading this...don't think it is you....cuz I do not think anyone could really associate themselves negatively like that...I know I sound like I am in a shitty mood....well, I am firstly cuz I only slept for 3 hours and next this stupid person whom I loved so much as a friend had to dissapoint me & I cant find relief in any way....I can't cry and all I can do is walk around morbid....
This one person who taught me so much...thought of me as nothing...which I already feel I am so there this past few years as I was the most uneligable gal in my uni....and I do admit I do have a bunch of wonderful friends....but this one person who shaped who I am and who shared my dreams so intimately had to just THROW me into the core of the earth and then spit on me hitting me straight on my face....for once in my life...I actually know what the word 'despair' feels like...
Adventures with Pereira!
Had the most weird day today of sleeping the whole night before and a luncheon that was not supposed to happen. Miscommunication always occur but this was horrible considering that it is coming from the esteemed "seniors" ...(SO NOT!) of the mass comm group in Lim Kok Wing. We were supposed to go to Street Mall to have lunch to accomodate a friend who wanted a "different" taste from the normal university cafeteria food...so we drove all the way there...only to have her state that she did not feel like eating. So guess who ended up eating??? Me and Pereira....the so called driver. My friend that we were "accomodating" had the nerve to leave us and go 'take a smoke' while we sat patiently at a table so not meant for 2 people only...YES it was a large round table for 8 people I must say...that SHE the friend sat us at!!!!
Then on our way back, we were happily driving when Pereira starting screaming..."Damn, my hat!! my hat!!" . Now since the window was open, all of us turned round to look at the round...but only to find out that she left it at the restaurant. What a joke!! So we went back to get it, and on the way back again to the uni...we started hearing noises made by the old junk car...sorry no offence Pereira but you called it that too...!!! We we reached... I was commenting that maybe the car is not used to the extra weight cause it only used to carry dogs....and she started laughing...giggling madly about how I could refer to those 2 back 'human' passengers as dogs....MISUNDERSTANDING again...but I am glad she had her good laugh...hahahaha!!!
DAMN internet connection
I can't believe this...I have urgent matters to attend to but the wi fi here in my uni sucks like crazy especially today. Had lunch with Fiona but guess what...it was only me eating! Kind of nerve wrecking if u asked me. You all know how girls are...getting fat and all.
She was telling me of her experience where being online and people looking at her pic always thinks she is Malay mix Chinese. That reminded me of an incident in Low Yat that day with Aree. She and I were looking at this wonderful bead necklaces when the salesgirl came up to us and started speaking in Mandarin. I was about to answer her when I looked up and realised that she was talking to Aree and not me! Come on...how could she have made that mistake. It was so obvious the Chinese gal was which one. Apparently not...as she then turned to me and spoke to me in Malay. Since I moved to study in KL, everyone has been saying how Malay I look. I am deeply contemplating the thought of converting...but then again maybe not. I remembered this one time where I was in KJ and we were waiting for the LRT to arrive. So this old very Chinese po po approached me and asked me in BM " LRT in pergi KLCC kan?" so I decided to humour her and answered her in Malay too. She then turned to walk away but paused for several seconds...turned to face me and asked me in Cantonese, " Girl, you Chinese ah?" . I noded politely. She smiled and snickered quietly saying " You look so Malay I would have never known". I am so curious to know why is that possible... I always thought I looked too Chinese that there is no need to ask what race I was....guess we just never know bout this world right?
Now I am busy with assignments and trying my best to organize a world-class fundraising event that would rock LUCT. I hope that I can come out with the best ideas and execute it the most wonderful way possible. I am open to ideas and please tell me of charity home and organization in real need of money as the funds would go to them. Thank you very much!
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I had a real rough day yesterday with lots of rushing around to pass up the assignments and campus friends meetings. But the best thing was, the paintball fight going to be held that nite. I was so estatic about it but I really feared the pain that was "as they say it" so accustomed with the game. People came back bruised badly with like 6 or 7 large blue-blacks all around their body and they were aching & moaning about how painful it was. Truthfully I was scared...knowing how I myself am not so athletic and I was always very horrible at games. Then, things got a little bit worst when people started sharing their experiences of how painful it was and that the bullets ( which we later found out that it was actually called 'pellets') travelled at 350 kmph or was it mph which is like the speed of a plane taking off from the railway. and guess what they decided to play in the DARK...you tell me...how freaked can u get?
So with mixed emotions of fear and excitement I boarded the bus bound to Sunway Extreme Park...and was met with my beloved darling Sweets at her stop at Vista Millenium. She was so excited that I could actually feel her breathing the anticipation of it. She wanted to experience so much the adrenaline rush of exciting things. I on the other hand felt so guilty for being skeptical. My other good friend who is going to be my housemate when I do go to Melbourne to study couldnt join us cause her grandmother fainted and was sent to the hospital. I am so worried bout her. I sent up a prayer of help to be with them!
We arrived there at around 7.30 pm and we had to wait for a real longggggggggg time for our briefing cuz one of the girls got lost(she couldnt find her way to the park). So we had a nice chat with the people around and started identifying who we wanted to target for our shotout. Well, she finally arrived...Miss Hui Xin and Miss Ida...did I not mention they were 2 really hot gals....Anyway, so we drew lots on who should be on whose team. I got Carol's team...one of the campus friends committee members and she was the team leader. We couldnt come out with a good team name. I thought of Imperial Crusaders but that sounded a bit lame so this guy came up with a last minute name of "LIBERTY". Not bad...real creative guy.
Soon, briefing started. He explained that we must always have our masks on. And he explained that it is not called a gun but a 'marker' & when we got hit we must surrender, run back to the base camp to "recharge" then continue playing and so much more explanations that can bog down your brain. I felt like I was literally in the computer playing CS as we buckled on our vest and mask....I never felt so spy-ish before..ahahhaha! Me and Sweets' housemate got on the same team so we were set on getting her. So we came up with our strategy and off we were in the battle field. We won the first game...it was such a fast game...maybe to me only. But it was so so cool! So hard to put the experience into words. We played 5 games and I think we won 3 out of it. YEAH....the winners....I did not expect to win u know! It came as such a surprise considering we had more girls on the team than guys. I shot this guy Chua who I really wanted to aim from the start. And YES I got Sweets once on her arm. She hurts all over cuz she got hit 4 times...poor girl...but it was fun nontheless.
There was one time when I was standing up shooting at people with my head all clear to be shot....I saw a pellet rushing towards me...and I actually ducked in time to actually hear it pass by my head. Now, I always knew my response to things are a little slow as I am not a computer game freak but that was so amazing...I did not know that I could have reacted that fast...hahahah. But guess at the last game where we were not playing for the real points (retrieving) the flag. The people in charge we so mean...he said that the other team did not have any more pellets left and we were playing to just get them hit. Were we wrong man...they still had pellets....lots of them some more. Man...we got so ambushed. So anyway it was at this last game where I was aiming at Sweets that I got my first headshot....gosh...I hate u Roy. The paint splattered all over my face and hair...ARGH...my mask was all fogged up and paint splashed that I did not know where I was hitting man...kakakka. I had 3 pellets left from gun so I kept them as souveniers. Look for them in my room ah...when you do come to visit!
Its so funny after the game where we were screaming at each other after discovering who shot who and the weirdest place to get shot. Carol got shot on the butt when she was surrendering...by her best friend. This guy Jackie got a nice little hickie from the pellets directly on the neck. One girl even asked us to shoot at her so she can experience how it feels to be shot. Well, since she is short like me...people like us seldom got shot...like ME!! hahahha....ok so I got hit once....and a head shot too...
Sewei then gave us a debrief on how we should always strategize towards our goals. I realised that I did not have problems stating out my goals in life not like when I used to a few years ago...thank you Mr. MCP for teaching me...
Sleepless nights and gettin sick!!!
Yup the past week has been a drag for me. I had a pile up of assignments which were due early and since I was not getting enough sick and also was carrying around the flu, cough & fever virus from my dusty room in KK to KL...I was too tired to actually think properly. The stupid movie editing took so much of my time...that I did not have any other time for my other assignments. I couldnt even go home because I was busy having group meetings at my friend's house that I never got the oppurtunity to go see my own bed...maybe only twice in that week alone. I slept a few winks at about 9 pm each night to gather my energy then work till the sun came up the next day. Talk about being a workaholic....hahahaha....but at least I did send them on time...though unlike the other times there was no time for double checking...which I regretted in some sense la. But it was fun hanging out with everyone at Cyberia!!
So there I was talking and sounding like a frog and I had to present my findings on Wednesday in front of a class full of people...a whole lecture hall. Gosh was I nervous and my stupid computer was not compatible with the LCD projector. I was literally crying out from my veins for it to work as everyone's movie clippings were in my comp...at the end....we had to use another laptop and I could only show 2 clippings out of the many that I did. Aree was kind of mad that out of her 5 clippings I could only transfer 2. Im so sorry! I did not understand the error. What was worst was when we had to dress up as transgenders...me being a man...that was not as easy as I expected it to be! The shirt that I borrowed from my friend was so damn hot and a little too big for me....and walking around in it in UNI in front of everyone was gettin me lots of weird stares. And when we were walking into the class for our presentation we did not make such a grand entrance as expected and the lecturer was wondering why we were dressing so weird for a formal presentation. But when the guys of our group wearing skirts and handbangs and wigs walked down the walkway...we had our BIG HIT....everyone was cheering. So I got the grand entrance and intro to our presentation. Im glad I did ok...hope my report comes out great!
Going for paintball game tonight...hope it goes great and I do not get too many blue-blacks man....I'm kinda worried bout them cause the last time my friend went ...she came back with 9 big bruise....so scary man....BUT I guess I won't die so no harm in trying it out...
Oh my fridge in my apartment is so weird...it is sprouting out cockroach eggs...ewww...we need a new one. I cant even buy any groceries...so annoying!
Do I look like a prostitute to you!???
Can you actually believe the people in this era? So rude and they degrade the image of Malaysian women. Well, here is how the story went. I have just arrived back from KK on Sat morn and since we have a lot of urgent assignments to finish...Aree and I decided to go down to Sungei Wang to get a few CD's and also to buy a few computer stuff from Low Yat. As we walked into Sunger Wang...and imagine this...Aree was wearing a baby-T only and a skirt while I on the other hand in an even more decent attire of a tank top, a overall coat and a knee-lenght skirt....this black dude came up to us asking us for dinner at the restaurant downstairs.
It is not that we were trying to be rude...but it is just not customary to have dinner with a complete stranger. So anyway, Aree declined his offer politely and stressed upon the fact that we were going to meet our "boyfriends" which in this case we all know is non-existant. He smiled a devious smile and looked at both of us saying "I do not bother about the fact that you have boyfriends but how much do you want for a night?". You should have seen the Aree's face of disgust and remorse. She felt really bad that we were thought as prostitutes. She shooked her head with forced grace and dignity then told him straight up that "we are not interested. We do not associate ourself with such business". I was glad in one hand that she handled everything but it hurts me so much that she felt so insulted by what he said.
It is a common error many make if one is that desperate for sex at broad daylight so I guess we can forgive him as he did not force us into anything and I am glad that we did come out safe. I tried to cheer Aree up in a more positive way of thinking that....we should be complimented ...in a sense that...he looked upon us as attractive enough to ask. I did not know much logic in it...but in a way it made her feel better and she did finally get herself a really hot dress that complimented her excellent curves. I for one am not that blessed with much cash thus the wonderful moment of window shopping for me...and shopping for her. I was so tired by the end of the day considering I did not have any sleep the night before and my flight was at 6 am meaning I had to be there by 4 am. Wow!!! What a day!
Aree was talking all the way on the ride back home to her place...where I was spending the night to do some assignments. I pity her as I could not answer any of her questions properly and my comments to her wondrous stories were a short grunt or "uhuh" which I must say was expressed at real inappropriate times. But it was a fun outing all together and I did get my rest once we arrived home. The whole night was dedicated to editing my movies though I am having problems with it...this guy who promised to help me...decided to dissapear even before I started my editing...(Eric gosh where are you?Man I am going to kill you...). Men cannot be depended on....don't you think so??
Is it bad or good?
People are telling me now...that "I am too rough" or that "I am growing up too fast". I'm confused....everything I do is always wrong....I love the new changes I made in life but apparently it makes everyone else around me unhappy. Then it is now time to question whether the changes I made is good or not. But the thing is I like it...I feel that I have become a stronger person because of that, yet to the others I am just too tough and just too mature. The views of the world is so diverse yet many can agree on one thing...the ability to criticize. Criticizing is not wrong! It is the one thing that allows the world to analyze its wrongs and go forward towards building a better future. People tell me change is good....so should I change to what is said by the majority????...as my mother said...if the whole world agrees on that one thing...that mean that there is a problem there!
Journey back home!
My flight to KK brought events even before I got on the plane. The ticket booking went all wrong with my brother accidentally booking the tickets on the wrong days. I had to persuade the lecturer who suddenly decided to have classes on that week break by postponing it...I talked till my throat was sore. Apparently my dad's credit card account was not working so I had balance on the card that had to be paid instantly before I can board the plane after my long day trip of travelling to the bloody airport. What a drag right?
Then they suddenly delayed my flight but smart enough they did not change the flight time on the announcement board but just stuck a piece of small paper with the information on the glass door at the waiting room. Talk about how efficient the Malaysian system is! In the waiting room...we were entertained with this group of rude people who smoked in the air-con room and imitated & thus irritated the air stewardess when she announces anything through the PA system...and trust me those men were not speaking softly either. It's like the whole world is conspiring agaisnt me coming back home...! Why?
But being home is nice...lots of loving but its hard trying to keep my parents from finding out I am vegetarian. There is so much meat around and it is killing me. The will eventually find out right? But cross my heart....I do not have to eat much meat! My family members are so busy that it is like I am not back at all....and since I too am so busy with my assignments I do not feel it that badly...but I do miss the family time. Times are not good for everyone!
Its so funny to be back home and being miserably single. My friends are all in love...and I'm praying for the best of blessings to be upon them. They deserve the very best...and I know God thinks so too. For me, I'm just glad to be off the shelf and ready to concentrate on my studies & improving myself & my financial state & my career in life. Too much to handle in so little time.
I have been quite lazy to actually blog so I feel that I am missing out on some real important parts of my life that I have forgotten to put in...yet my mind refuses to precess it now. Will update later...and all the best to all the people who make my life worth living....*muaks*
Sad stories always go by....
It's time to come out with the truth....haahha...yes I was in a kind of relationship before this...I think you could assess this from the way I talked bout Hersley...anyway he turned out to be a real asshole...mind my language. We liked each other but due to our distance we decided not to do too much about it ....he is in KK and I am in KL. So on his birthday about to arrive soon...I flew back to KK for my one week break to surprise him...I had so many problems with the flight arrangement as you all know that I was wondering if it was worth it to go back. My friends were right....all things happen for a purpose. 2 days before I was to return to KK I found out that my darling...now not anymore...has a fiance in Bintulu. Talk bout horrible. So my whole time in KK was wasted on being sad and angry at that guy...and we had so many fight that I just couldnt count. And the worst part was whenever we fight he got so chicken when I raised my voice that it's embarassing to me that he calls himself a man. He would just hang up the phone or run away...or avoid me. Now, I did not ask him to fight me back and make things worse....but at least stand your ground...listen to what I have to say and explain to me...nicely...do not chicken out and run away...that is wusses do...and I know for sure he is one. And when I try to teach him on not running away...you know what that bastard told me..."Do not be so rough...if not next time you won't get a bf". As if now I would be sooooo keen on men...after meeting one like him. He as Mr. MCP says...tarnishes the name of the male species....hahahaha. I was devastated but I forgave him and now we are friends...despite what all my firends say as the "stupidest move" to do. He smsed me begging to not tell his fiance of our affair. I would not want her hurt yet she has a right to know. That I do not know what to do...regarding that!!!
Yes Fiona J. I am refering to you...!!! I did not mind you being late cause you are always like that. Including Mr. MCP and a lot of my friends they just all tend to come late....so I am so used to it already yet I never learn my lesson as I am drilled by my dad to always be early....So I always end up waiting but maybe it is during this times of the day that I actually do get time to myself to think....
We were supposed to meet up with a friend on Sunday at Mid Valley. I was there at 1.30 pm for our 2 pm movie but as expected Fiona was late....no offence girl...but the other guy who promised to be there on time was LATE...now what does that tell you? All kind of negative things were running through my mind. The worst thing was he was "konon" interested in me and yet the signs he is showing gives him a negative point in my books anyway....
Well, guess what? He was one hour late...and by 30 minutes into the wait I just walked off to have a drink and enjoy my newspaper. After an hour, he still did not call me and Fiona was confirmed going to be late....so I picked up my phone and called him. So 'smart' of him...to actually order me from the basement to the top floor to look for him. Fine...I swallow my anger as he was after all a friend....only to discover that he refused to dress properly for the outing. Come on man....if you claim to like a girl and you are going out on a outing with her and her friend you obviously want to dress better but he obviously never heard of the phrase 'dress to impress'. Even his sister scolded him for his shorts and t-shirt drag but I guess it never went pass his brains to be processed.
Anyway we chatted while waiting for Fiona and we was passing comments about how he never reads the newspaper. Sorry to be rude but my gosh at such the age of 28 yet he does not keep up with the current issues. But then again I am not one to judge....!!! Forgive me. Anyway it was kinda nice outing with a movie and a pasar malam walk which I have missed since moving to Sabah as they do not have pasar malam in KK. Fiona was buying her head off with new shell curtains and paper lights and stuff....things that I would love to have but have no use off until I get my own place...which is 10 years from now maybe!
Monday was a blur of assignments and reading logs but yesterday night we went to the house of a acclaimed hair dresser...and we only got it cut for RM10 as we were his "practise" session. I did not say much only to have it trim. Trim he did...but it was nice yet it did not look much different...!!!My housemate actually turned out looking like an entirely different person...with only a few stroke of his scissors and need I to say she looked great....was kind of jealous mine did not have that effect!
April's Fool ......
Yeah....I started my episode of jokes early this morning at about 1 am before anyone could realise that it was the 1st of April yet. I know its mean but I was in the living room chatting with my new housemates late last nite close to midnite when one of them got a sms from a friend that they were in the hospital. She panicked and called her friend right away only to discover that it was a little pass midnight so she has just been fooled. I got the idea from there....and.......
1) Sent suicide notes to my good & close friends
2) Send sms to my best friends stating that I was in the hospital
The (1) did not work that fine...hahaha...only one person fell for it...hahahaha....she called me immediately and scolded me on the phone "If this is a April's fool prank I swear I will kill you!" And it was...but she has not killed me yet as you can see now that I am still breathing and kicking writting this....Fiona J was the best....she replied my sms with a "Yeah rite!"...guess she knows me too well I should have sent her no. (2)
Well...number (2) worked out fine....Hersley was so panicked he smsed me immediately which was a miracle considering he never smses anyone. And then I called him to apologize knowing it is kind of mean but at least I know he cared for a friend like me. Mr. MCP was even better...only realised it at 10 am this morn and the joke was already a bit old school man...he actually called me and I asked him what day it was today...he was so blur man and was more worried bout how I was....ahhahahah.....but he is so sweet...Love u man....u r so great!!! Take care k.....
I wanted to send the accident sms to my bro but I think that would have given him a heart attack and I did not want my parents going bezzerk and trying to book a ticket here and all...knowing my bro....this would have been more then a small April's Fool prank....hahahahah....but life's great....I did not expect people to react this way and truthfully I feel like a jerk for playing this prank but whichever way thanks guys for being able to be pranked and I wont do it again I promise.....Thanks for being such great friends....I dedicate the love I have to such AMAZING people like you guys...
And Sharani I know you are sick so I guess I have to forgive you for not reacting!