Salad Days....

Love Sucks

2009-09-11T00:44:00.003+08:00

I don’t understand something; why is it that people lie to their loved ones or so they claim? Do people even know the meaning of love? Is it just a dramatic expression of endless, deep intense feeling one feels for another or is it just another name for lust ending with sex? Whatever it is it sucks! Coz there isn’t anything called love. Poets been trying to find out what it really is and they will have to keep on finding coz they will never be able to find it as it is after all just a phrase made by fools and those who believes it is foolish!

Love Sucks

2009-09-11T00:44:00.001+08:00

Presentation..

2009-06-19T13:23:00.003+08:00

Damn I've got a presentation to do today and im just shit scared! its like my last presentation for one of my favorite department and i wanted to do the best since it might be my last time presenting a case for the rest of my life (if im unlucky) and i've really screwed it up since i didnt read up much for the case at all. my fault i know. But blame the online shopping websites as well!! I wouldn't have been in this stage if they didnt put those nice shoes and tops and the summer dresses..Nyum Nyum.. Neway wish me luck and i really hope i do well with no Questions at all in the Q n A sessions :-)

Im Back!!!

2009-06-18T23:35:00.003+08:00

Its been ages since i wrote in. Been really busy with work and stuff and after sometime i didn't even feel like writing anymore. So today instead of writing a whole long post i've decided to put pics. A little bit from Nad's bday dinner in Little Labenon..

Standing: Ivory. Sitting from front: Nadia, Me! and nadiah :-)

Extra one more.. Wei Meng. The only guy in our group. or shd i say APEK!!
Love you guys...

nitey.. till next time..

Im Back

2008-11-08T23:24:00.000+08:00

It has been like ages since I wrote anything. Before I didn’t write anything coz I was dead bored living in Tampin, then I was working in The Gardens that I hardly had time to write in anything. A month after that I got posted to Kuching, and now that I’m finally settled in, here I am..(only will write something tomoro.. too tired…Zzzz)

Ramblings

2008-07-16T01:50:00.003+08:00

I cant wait to get posted somewhere!! It's so boring at home these days. Dad didn't allow me to work so right now I'm bumming at home!! Suppose to get reply on posting by end of this month or early Aug. Hopefully soon if not earlier:-)

Right now I'm a fan of all the beauty forums available in the net. I'm so addicted to it that I feel like just forgetting about my 1+3 compulsory service and start a cosmetic factory to cater for every skincare problems:-) sigh.. what a dream.. I just wish I had the Capital to start it...

Rambling...

2008-06-13T03:10:00.003+08:00

I finally got a new phone! Yeah and a new haircut too that makes me look like a nyonya (sob..sob). Damn why was I so bored on Sunday that I had this silly idea of wanting to look young (just because of few wrinkles around my eyes) with a new hair cut. Instead, now I’m stuck with this awful hairstyle for the next 3 months at least!

So anyway, as for my phone I had to change my old Nokia 5300 model to something better since it was giving me lots of problem. So what have I finally decided?! The Sony Ericsson S500i! It has a cool design and all the specs I needed. And the best thing of all; It was affordable! But I wasn’t that excited until this morning when I found out that the themes changes with seasons; or as day turns to night, and it’s just so beautiful! Yea!!

And mine is the white one!!! :-) I wanted black though but its out of stock :-(

Penang...

2008-05-22T00:59:00.012+08:00

Oh god!! Holidays can be so-so-so boring! Especially since there isn’t anything for me to do but sleep, eat, read and watch the DVD’s I bought from Penang (I wasn’t complaining initially but even that is boring now!) its like I have a directionless life. Every morning (erm afternoon or evening) I wake up thinking what to do and so on. At times if I really don’t have anything to do I’ll just sit and stare at the clock thinking how to fast forward it. I’m done reading all Judith Mcnaught’s book as well as all the other historical romance I have, done watching all SRK’s movies for the 100th times, given up doing distorted lamps and so on. So right now, starting from today, I’m gonna find a part time job. At least in that way hopefully my days will go by soon (if my dad allows. He feels that I need bonding time with my family since I was ‘away’ from home for close to 6 years). Except..I NEED STRESS!!! (Yea freak I know :-) ).

Anyway I just got back from Penang so I’ve uploaded the pics here. It was fantastic!! Especially Batu Feringgi. I had fun selecting and buying DVD’s. Dragged everyone there for 3 days in a row. Besides that of course the company was great so the 4 days; I would say were the best days in my holiday so far.

Penang the food paradise:

Ketua polis negara n me :-)

Some funny looking prawn..

opps.. DVD counting...

Clubbing...

Clubbin time!!: in some club which made me look really old since everyone around was 17 or younger :-)

:-0

Caught in act!! Indra dancing!!

ish ish ish.. what hv they done to my baby sis?!

Sight seeing:

While waiting for the 'jolly' ride in Penang Hill..

Up on the hill..

Duta tandas..

Strolling by the Beach:

My fav pic of all..

Last Day..exploring penang our own way:

Makan time..

Where is my food!!?

4th time in in history..

So called kidnapped..

Like I said exploring penang our own way... :-)

P/s~ thanks guys.. for making my hols so memorable.. sob..sob.. gonna miss U all

"Lunatics".. That’s what they are called Then... And Now..

2008-05-09T03:05:00.002+08:00

I’m going to Penang tomorrow with the gang and Pinache’s parents. I’m just so excited that I can’t sleep so I’m reading whatsoever that comes into my mind, just to make me sleepy; ex reading boring political stuff. However, instead of making me bored and heavy-eyed, whatever I’m reading now is making me excited and angry! The worst was when I read about how people in 15th century used to treat psychiatric patient, or what was more commonly known as lunatics;

Bethlem Royal Hospital became famous and infamous for the brutal ill-treatment meted out to the mentally ill. In 1675 Bedlam moved to new buildings in Moorfields designed by Robert Hooke, outside the City boundary. In the 18th century people used to go there to see the lunatics. For a penny one could peer into their cells, view the freaks of the "show of Bethlehem" and laugh at their antics, generally of a sexual nature or violent fights. Entry was free on the first Tuesday of the month. Visitors were permitted to bring long sticks with which to poke and enrage the inmates. In 1814, there were 96,000 such visits. The lunatics were first called "patients" in 1700, and "curable" and "incurable" wards were opened in 1725-34.

Can u believe that!! People are just so ridiculous and so heartless at that time! It’s not like it doesn’t happen nowadays, though I have to agree not as terrible as it used to be. I still remember when I had my psychiatric visit 2 months back, my groupies were actually laughing at the patients during the counseling session with the doctor. Well hello!! They made more sense than regular people! (I did too :-) but I think most of us were laughing surprised for their knowledge in world politics)

Then there was a time where we had to wait in the outpatient department. I saw many patients walking in and out. Some seem cured and were there just to get their regular check up, but most of them unfortunately could be differentiated with normal healthy person. Though several were obviously enjoying the attention; 1 aunty came with bright pink evening gown with Chinese opera-like make up & foundation (one of the characteristic of a disorder known as manic), a number of them were also awfully depressed and were crying, if not shaking and having robotic movements or drooling and staring deeply at one point all the time.
What caught my attention was a Down syndrome boy of 13 years old. He was one of those who looked fine and was sitting quietly. After some point of time he was looking at my group and started smiling. He was just so lovable that my heart went all out for him. Suddenly his caregiver, or probably maid came and just smacked him for staring at us, which then had stir him up and started acting violently that the nurses had to bind him to the wheelchair. It was just so sad. I mean he might have just been looking at us for no reason at all, and the guardian, being such an *******ass had put him into the hospital! Just hope to god he doesn’t get one of those scary ECT shots. I seriously adored him. But then again there is nothing I can do about it. Sigh… I just wished that along with evolution and the bloody development that has been happening since 15th century came with humanity!

Pics From the past... :-)

2008-05-03T23:11:00.009+08:00

Ok not exactly past but these are the pics from the parties 1 attended: 1 on the nite after my final paper in Rum's Jungle, and 2 in my uncle's bday party :-)

RUM JUNGLE:

Thats all of us in Rum's Jungle~ when the girls just arrived :-)

the first pic: taken when we- the girls just arrived, ("yam Senging"), the one next to it: err.. 3 hours after that with lots more additional yam seng in between :-)

Ok now the individual pics:

My younger and elder sister :-) trust me the red is elder

Can't seem to decide which one :-0 one is hopelessly romantic and superbly nice (indra:-)), one is good looking (Saran), and one is machoman (Kathir) hmm...

Aherm.. aherm.. (Nash n my little overgrown baby sis)

Now Pinache can't decide :-0 but hey... Indra's hand on Saran??? hmm.. thats for me to know n for u guys to imagine ;-)

I can't believe we took the pic!! This is the 3rd time in history..

Brotherly love... sob sob... how touching...

~sisterly love~

B'DAY PARTY

All of us before the party, fresh from the make up oven :-)

In the party, waiting eagerly for food and the performance

With Milan my bro..

After the performance and dance floor, when everyone was drenched with sweat..

B'Day Performance...

2008-04-29T00:20:00.003+08:00

Yeah!! Exams are finally over and ever since last Fri I’ve been awfully busy with packing, moving out, performance, clubbing etc. It was a good ending I would say (of my undergrad years). Anyhow, I’ll talk about it later. Right now I’m a bit too excited to show the performance we (my cousins and I) had for my uncle’s 50th b’day. So here it is; our average work of 4 days…

P/S~ special thanks to Pinache and Nads for helping out with the choreography,
and also the space gang for tolerating with our regular 12 to 2am practice and the loud music:-)
and Kanesh (nothing to do with this): thanks a lot for the Pasar Malam trips during exam. Wouldn’t have survived without you :-)

Deepu, Aarti and Priyanka and not forgetting my absurd yet charming sister: You guys did a great job. Thanks for putting up with me. And the boys, erm... Cant believe I'm saying this, but I was helpless without your ending :-)

The Ultimate Finals [Day 2]

2008-04-12T04:39:00.004+08:00

Today's paper was bad!! Extremely. I just hope I will pass, and listened to Nads instincts about radiolabelling, and mine about that bloody quantification method which I conveniently 'forgot' to read. DAMN!! There goes my 'at least B'!! and Damn I sound like a nerd but I dont BLOODY CARE!!! wuhuhuhuhu.... :-(

The Ultimate Finals [DAY 1]

2008-04-08T01:56:00.003+08:00

Yea..Yea.. One finished four more to go. THANK GOD!! I can’t wait till it’s over, then I’m seriously free like a bird, except that I’ll have work to go for. But that’s fine, coz at that time if I don’t work hard I’m a nobody (just a normal unknown pharmacist), and if I work hard, I’m sure I’ll get somewhere. Plus the extra benefits of getting paid will for sure keep me going. But for colleges and exams, it’s more like passing and getting a damn degree. In my case I have to ‘burn the candles’ to prove to my parents that I am actually studying and not clubbing all the time. At times it’s also for the sake of self satisfaction and to boost my confidence level; more like a show off thingy that hey, I got a 3 last sem. What did you get kind of thing. So the stress level is completely different. Whatever it is, it’s gonna be over soon, less than a month. 20 days to be exact. And after that IM FREE!!!! HURRAY!

Rambling...

2008-04-06T02:15:00.001+08:00

God what is happening to me? It has been quite sometime since I went clubbing (or rather pubbing in this case), almost 3 weeks and today when I finally had the chance to go, I was hardly there for half an hour. I practically begged K to take me back home, for the lamest reason of all: I felt guilty for not studying for Monday’s paper. The truth is, I’ve been looking at those chapters of GMP since last Monday, but only now it’s hitting me that I hardly learned anything. And where do I realize this? In that BLOODY NOISY, SMOKEY, SMELLY, EYE-WATERING CLUB! What’s wrong with me? I’ve never said no to clubbing. Instead I loved it a lot. And there I was looking around me thinking ‘Don’t these people have anything better to do in life?’ WTF!!

As for today, (hopefully only today) I declare that I HATE CLUBBING!! Especially in that place. Last time I used to love going there to dance. After that it was drinking, and then it was to meet my friends. But now I can meet them anywhere, so I don’t have any purpose to go there anymore!

The worst of all was on my way back, in the silent of the night I was crying!. I have no idea why. Was it because I was guilty? Or was it because I was sad that S, the only one with the lamest joke wasn’t there to entertain me, or was it because K couldn’t care less if I was there or not, or worst; was it because I’ve been wanting to cry for no reason? I have no idea. Now come to think of it, it scares me! Man I really hope I’m not turning into a depressed kid, or worst having bipolar disorder just like the patient I had during my last Hosp. visit in the psycho ward. I really hope it’s nothing like that and just PMS.  Anyhow I’ve got to get back to my lengthy nonsensical notes before I feel guilty and kill myself this time. So till next time…

The Immunised EXAM FEVER!

2008-04-04T04:53:00.003+08:00

Exams are starting next week, which gives me only about 3 days before my first paper starts. Instead of doing what I’m suppose to be doing; study, study , study, and sleep at proper time, and of course not forgetting eating proper meals, the only things I’m doing are;

• Sleeping for more than 12 hours a day
• Finding dance steps and dancing everyday for more than 2 hours
• Lepaking in AB for at least an hour everyday for dinner @ supper
• Busy convincing Nads to dance for our upcoming prom
• Reading books (novels) whenever I’m bored (which is almost every minute)
• Rewarding myself with a lengthy 3 hours Hindi movie whenever I’m done ‘studying’ (hardly 30 mins)
• Writing in blog post in the middle of the night just because I CAN’T SLEEP!

Sigh… will I ever change? And the worst of all: IM NOT FEELING GUILTY AT ALL!!!

My Celebrity Look Alike :-)

2008-03-11T22:42:00.003+08:00

MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celebrity

MyHeritage: Celebrity Morph - Geneology - Roots

Malaysia? Where?...

2008-02-19T01:16:00.005+08:00

Tomorrow is the day I’ve been waiting for the past 4 years. Ever since I came into college, I’ve always imagined where I was to go once I’m done, as in where I’m going to do my housemanship, and the subsequent 3 years of government service. The SPA guys are coming tomorrow and I’m to fill in my three choices before lunch time. After a lot of thinking, and after weighing the benefits and risks, I’ve decided on Sarawak, Sabah and Penang or Malacca (Still deciding between this two. Final results tomorrow; after asking papa). The hospital is given according to the states we decide on, and so after this where I’ll end up is all up to the government.

All I can say is that since I’m already digging my own grave, I just hope I get a beautiful one, and not sent to some isolated, deserted places like Tawau or Sandakan. I really do hope so.

Well we shall just wait and see the results in August..

Fats!!~Thts wut they call me : -(

2008-02-06T02:03:00.000+08:00

Last week Nad’s JPA money got in and we went shopping in Sg. Wang. All of us (my sis, Nads and myself) had ‘enough’ money and wanted to spend especially since my family’s party was approaching. And guess what?? God knows why I am so unlucky; I couldn’t fit into any jeans at all!! My bloody arse seems to have increased in two folds and instead of the normal S or M fitting jeans, I had to go for an L!! Damn!! Plus I couldn’t fit into any top comfortably since my tummy was bulging and my arms looked like incredible hulk!

So what happens next?? I’ve decided to go for a two weeks diet + extreme exercise. I decided that I would do an hour of cardio exercise and 30 mins of toning up everyday for two weeks, and eat nothing but healthy food (with hope it will ease the obstacle in my bowel too).

Everything was so perfectly planned, only; that plan was done a week ago and it is yet to be put into action :-)

Pasar Malam...

2008-01-24T03:42:00.000+08:00

Pasar Malam. Say that word to any of my close friends and they will know that I’m passionate about it. Especially the one near where I stay, in Connaught. Every week, I go for walk there twice on the same day, which is like a weekly routine no matter how busy I am. The rationale behind it? I’ve got no idea. My friends call me cracked; some even say I’m nuts. I don’t know which one, but I can assure you that I am indeed in love with Pasar Malam.

For me Pasar Malam is the place where I had ‘discovered myself’ (shophoholic), the place where I ‘meditate’ (after stress from boring classes), and the place where I had revealed my inner talent (bargaining).

There is this sense of relief I get just by looking at the sparkling economical jewelries that hardly lasts for a week. Otherwise, I love listening to blasting senseless music from the CD stalls, if not eating those fancy unhealthy, fattening foods. Even pushing my way through foul smelling crowded people recharges my brain and strangely, I have never felt this way elsewhere..

And as for today, I’ve just realize that I am going to leave this place soon after I finish my studies and I’m sure I’m going to miss Pasar Malam badly. I’ve got no idea how I’m going to manage my days after this. I guess I’ll have to settle with meditation or a yoga class, except I’m sure it can never replace my fav. Pasar Malam as it is still and will always be the most effective stress reliever.

The Ungrateful Males...

2008-01-21T01:12:00.000+08:00

I finally resumed my dance class today. Though I didn’t feel like going and was contemplating to stop, I’m glad I made it. After class, my teachers had rehearsal for their upcoming performance, and it was simply fabulous. It was a fusion between contemporary and Kathak, and at the end of the class, I was more then convinced to join Kathak for the rest of my stay here in KL.

During the rehearsal, Pin and I were sitting next to one of my teacher who was waiting for his wife (another teacher) who was performing, and I could see that he was constantly looking at his wife. I started teasing him about it but he denied playfully, saying that he was looking at everyone; except it was so obvious that he was gazing at her; with a face filled with pride and admiration (she is such a graceful dancer).

As for me, I’m surprised to see such act, especially that they are married for a couple of years now. Don’t get me wrong, but I only see such acts, especially between Indian couples in movies, not in real life. At least not from the background I come from.

From the place I come from, besides my dad and uncle, no one actually appreciates what their wife does, what more being proud of them. None of them actually take pride for their wife’s delicious food (my aunts are all good in cooking), or realize the way they had helped in bringing up the kids (all my cousins are doing well, very good obedient kids), or even a thanks for taking care of their home. Instead they treat them like some unpaid maids, who needs to wake up early to take care of their kids, home, parents, job and the list just goes on. And at the end of the day, what do these husbands do? They grumble and criticize to their friends how worthless their dull looking wives are. That seriously pisses me off!! I wish I could do something about it but what can I do? Why can’t they at least once appreciate their wives? Why cant they just be proud and admire the way their wives had handle things in their lives? I’m surprised that my aunties are actually tolerating such life. If it was me, I’m sure I would have left my husband since day one!

Well.. I hope the day will never come, because deep inside, I wish to find someone like my teacher :-)

Masha-Allah (saawariya)

2008-01-15T03:31:00.000+08:00

Allah … Allah
God
Gumsum chandni ho
A lost moonlight
Naazneen ho
A fairy
Ya koi hoor ho
A precious gem
Dilnasheen ho
Heartbreaking
Dilkasheen ho
Heartstopping
Ya jannat ka noor ho
Or a light from the heavens
Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah
By God’s grace
Gumsum chandni ho
Naazneen ho
Ya koi hoor ho
Dilnasheen ho
Dilkasheen ho
Ya jannat ka noor ho
Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah

Tum saba ho
You are the sunrise
Ya ghataa ho
You are the gentle breeze
Kehkashaa ho
What to say
Saaibaan ho
You are a beauty
Subah ki pehli kiran ke jaisi
Like the light of dawn
Bebaat alhar pavan ke jaisi
A silent fragrance from the gentle wind
Khushboowen tum lutati ho
You shower us with that scent
Masti mein choor choor
And make me go crazy
Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah

Tum haya ho
You are modesty
Tum rida ho
You are covered up
Tum wafaa ho
You are loyalty
Tum nasha ho
You are intoxication
Khamosh nazre sadaaon jaisi
Silent gazes scream out to me
Tumhari baatein duaon jaisi
Words are like a prayer
Har nafas mein tum samayee ho
You are in every breath I take
Phir bhi ho itni door
And still so far away
Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah, Masha-Allah

Out of the Jaws of Death -~W.S~-

2008-01-14T00:15:00.001+08:00

Yesterday I went to the education fair in KLCC with Nads and my sister. And guess what? Believe it or not about 90% of those who went there wanted to be doctors! God knows how many uncountable booths were offering degree in this ‘honorable’ field, along with terms like “one house one doctor”, door marks stating “don’t disturb I’m studying to be a Doctor”, and a lot of other pathetic sentences were displayed everywhere. It was like everyone had one and only one mission in life and that is; to be a doctor.

It’s not like I have anything against them (besides the fact that they took away our dispensing rights. But hey, we are doing their job by prescribing too in the pharmacy, so no complaints there:-)) but its just that the way these kids are going about wanting to be a doctor despite having unexceptional marks is just so heartbreaking. If before being a doctor was a noble job, coz the only thing they wanted was to care for people, now almost everyone is being one for glamour and name. Very few actually are doing it for care purposes.

On top of that there is this family pressure that makes sure that these kids have got no choice but to do it! I feel sorry for these kids. I was also one of them but thank god my dad ‘opened’ my eyes and made me see what being a doctor really was, and I changed my ambition. And now, looking at my medic friends, all I can say is; it’s a no-play-field. I mean getting into it is one thing, but surviving it is another. And when you come out, the journey doesn’t just stop there. Its one hell of a long journey which I think will never end till the day they die. And I am so lucky that I didn’t choose that path, or ill be dead by now:-)

Highway and Job???

2008-01-09T03:42:00.000+08:00

Getting a good position in one’s career is like driving on a 3-lane highway. The fastest way is to use the third lane, which is usually direct, fast and easy. But at times, when the cars on this lane moves in snail’s pace (when there are too many people going to the same destination, with the same intentions), we need to change and use the more complex, insecure, ‘filled-with-obstacles’ lane, which with some luck (if fewer people are using it), might just help in overtaking everyone from lane 3. :-)
* got this idea on my way back from Rompin today.. It was dead boring that the imaginary-philosophical-side of me started creating this whole scenario :-)

Frasers Pics

2008-01-07T02:08:00.000+08:00

Thats all of us!!My fav picture of all!!

Our last day in Frasers
~the boys with their Dr.Evil pose

with the legendary clock..

Indra and his colgate smile :-)

Saran and I posing on a bench.
We are seriously up in the air!!

Pinache and I~on some street in Frasers. Dont we just look like sisters? well duh we are!!only from different family :-

The four of us~ Kathir,Pinache,Indra and me.

My Favorite men :-)

too lazy to walk up :-)

A Journey from the 'Dynamite Phone Call' to the 'Germinating Roses'

2007-11-27T23:59:00.000+08:00

I still remember the day I got the phone call. The phone call that destroyed everything I’ve believed and had faith in. The phone call that had crushed my hopes and dreams of the future, the phone call that made my memories seem like a dreadful nightmare. The phone call that was from my ex, who had betrayed me and said everything we had created for the past 10 years, was an ancient history.

That day was the worst day of my life. It was not just the end of my relationship; it was more like the end of all the self-esteem and confidence I’ve ever had in myself, not to mention the end of trust I had for the opposite sex. After that day, I never had the confidence to look into the mirror and assertively said I was beautiful and stunning. I never had the drive to do better in studies in the hope to be a researcher someday (a dream I told him about and he laughed at it!), and I undoubtedly had lost the aspiration I used to have within myself to shine in everything I do (since I trust that when you do something, do it properly or don’t even bother wasting your precious sleep over it :-)) all thanks to him, who had constantly made me belief that I was worthless and useless without him. (And how stupid can I be for ‘swallowing’ that big lump of lies!) I was also more than convinced that no matter how I look, no matter what changes I did, I will never be able to be like all the other girls; confident, gorgeous hotties that continually gets all the attention and are adored.

All that was until K told me that he likes me. I was suspicious of him at first and as usual I assumed that he was like all the ‘testosterones’ around; just wanting to have fun. So when he told me that he liked me, I never took him seriously. Little did I know that he actually was considering me going steady with him and… I had my first bunch of roses last Sunday!! I am just so happy. It’s still too early to say anything but what I really treasure is that ever since I’ve become fond of him, he had changed my perceptions and view of myself . Suddenly I feel like the most beautiful girl. Out of the blue I have the drive and desire to excel again, all to be on par with him. In fact I’ve never missed any of my evening exercise sessions, all to make sure that I look alright next to muscle man :-0

And now, all I wish is; I’ll never get ‘the phone call’ from K, which certainly would ‘wipe out’ every belief for real this time if it happens.

But then again, the darkest point in the night is just before dawn. And K, (till today for me) resembles the first light in the wee hours, which will always rise, regardless of what takes place, never letting me blinded by the 'darkness' again...

Stress Addiction...

2007-11-23T00:04:00.000+08:00

All this while I’ve been counting days to holidays, and guess what? I’m still counting. Only this time I’m counting my days to when classes restarts. It’s like as if I’m having some recuperation period and I’m so eagerly waiting to get back into action! Nads was so true on getting addicted to stress, just what I’m craving for right now.

I want the endless boring classes to start. I want to do those lengthy reports which take up most of my time, and I certainly want the sleepless nights. Seriously, at least in that way I would appreciate sleep more. Unlike now, I’ve been sleeping nothing less than a pig, been eating and chewing all day long like a cow, and have been a couch potato when it came to TV exactly like max, the laziest dog I’ve ever met.

Thank god I have the pharmacy attachment in the day which saves up most off my ‘added free time’. Alas my nights are so dull. There isn’t anything in TV at all! God knows why we even bother paying Astro® for their services. The spotlight of the week is usually on my weekends, which is when I get back to KL and party!! Yea! And luckily tomorrow is Friday! :-) Can’t wait to meet up with my admirable, adorable, fun-loving friends!!

Mind-Numbing Attachment

2007-11-21T01:50:00.000+08:00

I’m having attachment in the pharmacy near my house for the next two weeks, and the thing I’ve dreaded to happen have happened; it’s so bloody monotonous!! Ok not as bad as it sounds but yeah, there is nothing to do but entertaining stubborn customers!

Initially when I encountered such customers @ patients who refused to meet the doctors despite having some chronic diseases, I felt like crying with them; for their pain and misery. I always thought that they can’t really afford the treatment, and so that is the reason they are not seeking for treatment. But now, all I want to do is SLAP them!! Each and every one of them!

The excuse for not even meeting a doctor is because they think the doctors do nothing but give medications, and not really treat them. But hello!! What do they expect? To take one tablet and all possible disease which might have reached end stage to be cured? Just with one tablet?! And when you say something or counsel them, they automatically assume you are trying to sell something. Damn!! I never knew it was going to be this tough.

Every now and then in college we were told by the lecturers that we need to have a strong foundation as well as good communication skills, and as usual I thought that I’m gifted in that part since talking is all I do the best. Unfortunately it never occurred to me that ill have to deal with such bull-headed patients!

At the rate its going, I just wish I had the skills to push the drugs into the patient’s throat, or telling them disgusting creepy stuff about their diseases. And then and then only I think the whole treatment thingy will work.

23rd Bday..

2007-11-16T02:23:00.000+08:00

I walked into the club and looked around. Nothing but old folks. But then again, we were already there so no choice but to stay. After ordering our drinks, I was persistently looking at my watch; 10.45… 11.15… 11.30… 11.45… and yet he wasn’t here. I was starting to get anxious as earlier that day he assured me he would be there, except he never showed up.

At 11.55, he arrived. Never in my life had I been that happy seeing him. After exchanging hugs, we just sat down and waited. At sharp 12, every one started wishing me ‘Happy B’day’, and my phone calls started coming in, which made me run out every time the phone rang. 30 minutes later, yet nothing happened, and I started questioning myself if it was the worst B’day in my life when unexpectedly my sister walks in with a cake, shouting ‘surprise! Being so overcome with joy, tears started falling off my eyes.(Damn what a cry baby!!)

And that’s when the party begins; I was called up the stage, had Tequila shots, had Flaming Lamborghini, and the best, I had him to dance with all night! The dull party suddenly turned into one of my best. Even the crowd changed to youngsters. Everyone was just so nice and sweet to me. People who I didn’t know started wishing me. Out of the blue, I turned into the star of the night :-) I was just so thrilled with all the attentions!! Somehow I felt like the only shining light in that foggy, dark club.

But then again, at the end of the day, the crowd I hang out with is the main reason for my happiness. I just worship the people I am with. Wherever we are, no matter how boring the club can be, with their laughter and great spirits in presence, the atmosphere just changes. And all this thanks to one person and one person only. Thank you so much Mr. Muscle man, for introducing me to such fascinating, adorable clubbing-family.

Hurrah and Yea!!

2007-11-13T02:17:00.000+08:00

Hurray, I finally got my second tattoo done!! This time on my lowerback. And like I said, since I had equipped myself with enough extreme anxieties, It didn’t hurt at all!! Yea!! And one more yea- MY EXAMS ARE OVER!!! Hurrah!!!!!

Dancing Vs Studying

2007-10-20T13:20:00.000+08:00

Finally, the most awaited dance performance (for me) is over. All the hard work, all the time management, all the early morning practices, all and everything related to the dance was for nothing! The pleasant day turned out to be an exact opposite by the end of the day. It’s more like a nightmare!

I just wish I practiced harder, I just wish I had the confidence the Akedemi Seni Kebangsaan students possess. They were extremely terrific! My class mates were quite good, but if compared to them, we were like a bunch of monkeys making a fool out of ourselves, and the king of the monkeys? Surprise, surprise it’s me!!

Now that these practices and dance is over (maybe for good), ill have to return to my books :-( I really had fun going for practices. In fact I didn’t mind at all the early waking up just to go for class thingy. I actually enjoyed it. I just wish I felt that way when it came to studies. Damn whatever people say about doing something you like, it’s so so true!

Given that the ‘exam’ is over, I finally realized that dancing is not at all something easy, and surely not my field of battle. I really salute dancers. And as for today, I’m more than convinced that being a dancer (or an actor), is actually a tougher job than a doctor or any other health practitioners. I mean at the end of the day, there are always books, and guidelines and journals for these practitioners but not for dancers.

So right now, all I can say is that thankfully I’m not a dance academy student. After all, all I need to do is read like mad, study day and night and hopefully I will pass my exams
And that is exactly what I should do now :-)

Pain..

2007-10-05T00:35:00.000+08:00

Man, I feel like as though I’m living in a hostel, with my whole daily routine ‘scheduled’ according to an imaginary time table. Everyday I have to wake up early just to be in time to grab a whole table for myself in the library (the library is packed with couples dating by 9 that its so hard to get a table until 4.) ok now I talk like an ultimate nerd, chasing for a library table, but really, I need it, or ill divert myself from books if I were to be at home. Finals are so near that I barely have time to do anything (and I still update my blog, go to Pasar Malam twice weekly, go clubbing q sat, never missed dance class, chat away with Nads about some invented philosophy bla..bla. But ya when it comes to studying, I just don’t have time :-))
So anyway, today in the library I was reading about pain (yawn..yawn). When I was just about to close my already watery, bored eyes, I came across a sentence saying

‘anxiety, depression, fatigue, anger and fear lower this threshold (pain), whilst rest, mood elevation, sympathy, diversion, and understanding raise the pain threshold’.Ref: Pharmacotherapy-a pathophysiological approach by Joseph T.Dipiro et al.

Ok I’m not here to talk about pain but this sentence made me think of the first ever tattoo I had. Like in my previous post months ago, I claimed that it wasn’t painful at all, now that I’ve understand the whole pain threshold thingy, I can only conclude that I didn’t feel anything coz I was so bloody pissed off with my x and I was kind of nervous with the thought of having tats.
Later I found out that many first-timers especially girls said it wasn’t painful the first time, but it was killing the second. The reason; simply coz mostly the first time they do it is because of an awful break up, or coz their pets died ( the tattoo artists says so, not me), and the second time, since obviously they had already experience the not so painful event, don’t really have any feelings and are calm, so it is dreadfully painful.
As for me, I’m going to do a second one after my finals, without a reason (I’m not angry at anyone). And since this pain threshold thingy is scaring the hell out of me, I guess ill have to equip myself with an extreme anxiety feeling so that it will be least painful.
Oh but I’m so excited!! and I’m addicted to the pain!!

2007-09-27T03:19:00.000+08:00

You Should Be a Dancer

You have a unique combination of grace and athleticism..
Whether you become a salsa dancer or a ballerina, you need to get dancing!

What Sort of Artist Should You Be?

OMG!! hmm looks like I should actually consider a second degree. Dancing is in me after all!! :-)

My Obsessions...

2007-09-27T02:54:00.000+08:00

I just realize something. I’m kind of dependent on things these days where if I don’t do or get them, my life simply turns up side down. The 3 things I really am obsessed and addicted about are;

Addiction 1:

I can’t sit quietly without going to pasar malam at least twice now days. It’s like as if I have ants in my pants where the first time I go, I bring them back and I need to discard them when I go again the second time and then and then only I can sit quietly.

Addiction 2:

I feel depress whenever I don’t attend my dance class. It’s like I need that weekly aggressive workout to move around. Basically if I don’t go for class that week, I’ll be lazing around, too lazy to even wake up to go for any classes, and it sort of depresses me 

Addiction 3:

I need my weekly entertainment of hanging out with my dance friends on sat nite. I lose my sleep if I don’t go one week where ill be counting days to the next Sat and ill be imagining how it would be like when we go out next. Ya I know it’s crazy, but I really can’t stop myself.

And now, I’m so-so obsessed with ‘bejeweled’ that I can’t do anything at all, not even sleep! Without at least defeating my lowest score! Ish!!!

Dilemma

2007-09-19T06:37:00.000+08:00

I’m in a real dilemma right now. The thing is I want to go back home so badly since the last time I went back was ages ago. I really do miss my home and my granny and my mommy and the most of all my papa (ok I know I sound like a kid). But I undoubtedly do long for them. So much so that even thinking about them brings me close to tears for missing them terribly.
The thing is I have either this Thursday to go back, and come back on Sunday morning, or go back on Sunday and come back on next Thursday. (Of course no matter what I’m coming back on Sunday for my dance class. No excuses!). Unfortunately, if I go back on Thursday, then ill miss my sat class (one of my fav classes), and if I go back on Sunday, ill miss my Monday and Tuesday’s class (I seriously would prefer to miss that).
Sadly, my darn Mon class is taught by the ‘Hitler’ who will never leave any student who is absent alone, so now I really am in a no-win situation with no choice at all but to go back on Thurs although I truly love my Sat class.. wuhuhhuhu.. What am I expected to do!! I want to go back!! I miss my Pattrick!!

The 'T' of Life...

2007-09-18T01:52:00.000+08:00

Life is just so unpredictable these days. Or let’s just say that I’m one confused soul when it comes to relationships and deciding the right one.
Basically in my life now I’m in a T-Junction; one side there is this beautiful guy who essentially is the man of my dreams; he is good looking, smart, very-very decently nice and likes me, and on the other side there is this guy who doesn’t even care if I’m still alive, don’t know the real meaning of being humanly nice, and sadly isn’t at all smart since he cant think beyond his penis.
And here I am, as usual disorganized, topsy-turvy in these situations, still waiting for the prick instead of opening up to the one who likes me. What the Hell is wrong with me! I just hope that someday I could brush off my feelings from this ass-holic jerk. I really do. At least in years to come..
Seriously, I just don’t want to end up mourning in self-disgust later. I really don’t want to.. Argh!! What am I to do now!!

The Usual Lovey Dovey

2007-09-14T22:03:00.000+08:00

The feeling of being in love is just amazing, but the feeling of being loved regardless of how ever you are is just mind-blowing-ly out of this world. And that’s, just exactly how I’m feeling right now :-)

My Castle in the Sky

2007-09-05T03:17:00.000+08:00

Saw this Vids in Nad’s blog and this is like my ultimate dream~ to be a perfect contemporary dancer like her. Oh how I wish I can dance like this one day, and hopefully, by then my teacher will notice my existence :-)

The Judgment Days~are finally over!!

2007-09-05T03:11:00.000+08:00

Its quite funny these days where even though things are not exactly going the way it should be, I don’t really make it seem like a big deal; Unlike my previous experiences in similar situations where I would make such a big fuss and stink in that tight spot for a long-long time. Is it because I’ve finally seasoned to these ‘ball-game’, and couldn’t be bothered with these left-handed compliments I’ve been getting, or maybe because I’ve eaten too many bad apples, and apparently these apples have turned me into a mean, hard-nosed beast, I’ve got no idea.

But whatever it is, the changes is a blessing to me, coz I, for once (For sanity sake!), am sick and tired of judgment from others.

P/S~ a special thanks to Nads, Pinache, Mal, & Yal to make me realize what I’ve gained, and to Angkasa gang (nothing to do with this post at all)- I just love you guys a lot!!

Untangle those Knotty Knot in Your Head!

2007-08-29T02:44:00.000+08:00

Preets n I was talking this morning and we just concluded one thing; some guys are just confused soul. Seriously. I mean they want someone who is nice, pretty and educated, and when they do get one, they want their girl to be with them 24/7.

But then again hello! Which world are they breathing in? If the girl was to be educated, wouldn’t she be sort of like career minded? And if she was one hell of a smart person, wouldn’t she be busy doing much more better stuff like upgrading herself rather then spending all her precious time running to her guy.

DUH!! I guess guys who have knotty intellects as that really need some time off for himself to disentangle his jumbled, messed up mind. For real!

P/S~ I’m not saying this to all you guys out there. Only a few. Coz most of my friends have gone through this crap a number of times, and it’s becoming a millstone!

Belly Piercing...

2007-08-24T22:10:00.000+08:00

Hurray! I’ve finally got my belly pierced! I’m so thrilled! Finally I can go around showing off my belly (erm, that too after excessive diet and exercise). The whole procedure weren’t bad at all (I didn’t get to see all the scary-puncture-process. Thank god for that coz my friends were moaning ‘uhs’ and ‘ahs’). Neway for me, it wasn’t painful at all. Ok only a little bit especially when the pierce-erer put in the tube, but that was hardly 10 sec. The rest was cool. Only now the pain can be felt. That too is only like menstrual pain. So, for those who wants to do it, go ahead. Trust me; the so called pain will fly away every time you see the mirror. Yea! I’m so proud of my belly :-)

* A special thanks to Nads and Shamin for tolerating with my big belly and the whole ‘scary scene’.

The Abandoned Creator..

2007-08-22T12:47:00.000+08:00

Every step I took just increased my heart rate. I was sweating excessively, my stomach had butterflies flying in it, and I was trying to breathe calmly, all just to stop myself from weeping. Even from distance away I could see that the folks sitting inside the bungalow house were already trying with lots of difficulty to stand, just too great us. As I went into the front yard, everyone started saying hello at the same time, just like little choir groups and gave all of us the greatest smile one could ever get. Seeing the happiness in their face, just by looking at us made my eyes start watering. And I could see few of my classmates felt the same way.

We were there to clerk patients and later after doing so, we were to talk to our patients, and mine, was an epileptic patient who is ‘mentally imperfect’. At first it was quite challenging for me to talk to her but later I realized that all I had to do was show some genuine affection and we yakety-yakked away till Ms L asked us to leave. The most touching moment was when she told me she just loved writing but couldn’t afford to buy a pen, and when I gave her a pen, she was just so happy that I felt like buying her thousands of pen, just to see that glow in her eyes! (Wow I never knew a pen could make such difference).

Then there was this other uncle who had brain ‘accident’, who once used to be a drummer, and now all he could do was talk about it, since he can’t control his movements anymore. I just spend less than 5 mins with him, and when I was leaving, he hugged me, and told me to revisit them next time, even for 5 minutes. It was just so emotional!

Then again, when I was clerking my patient’s case, I could see a certain yellow dressed old lady who was standing near the gate all the time, smiling, and looking out. Upon enquiring, I found out that the lady was waiting for her kids who promised to fetch her soon. And that promise, was made four months ago. Ever since then, she has been waiting with lots of hopes, in every minute of her life, just for them to take her away. And all I can say is- what kind of bastards she has raised! At least don’t give hope if there weren’t going to take her! Assholes! And to the others, take care of your own parents! They created you! Even if these places do take care of them, it’s just isn’t enough. They are old, and just like little child, they need love and affection which of course one can only get from their family.

As self-centered and acquisitive as I am, I just hope that god will never put even a single thought in my mind to send my parents there. Never! Even if ill have to work like a dog, I hope ill never ever make my parents step into these places. And to those kids who are sending their parents there, I just wish your parents did the same to you when you were a child! Seriously!

Chak De India

2007-08-21T01:08:00.000+08:00

I’ve just come back from watching one of the best sports hindi movie the Bollywood industry have ever produced after Lagaan. It was just simply awesome! For the first time in my whole entire life of watching Shah Rukh Khan’s movies, I’ve noticed other people in the screen besides the stunning him. The girls were just perfect. Their energy they revealed was mind-blowing! I just loved each and every character. I just wished I was one of them (at least ill be with him:-))

And you know what the best was? There was no such thing as blossoming flower fields in the movie, No running around trees either, No chiffon sarees to make the ladies extravaganza-ly gorgeous, No melodrama, no parental opposition and of course no lovers defying their parents. It was just exactly the opposite and all purely hockey and team spirits (ok I’m not a hockey fan or something but the movie was good!)

And now, even after watching it 3 times in less than 2 weeks, I feel like watching it again!!

Forum..

2007-08-14T19:02:00.000+08:00

We had this forum between pharmacy student and medic student today and seriously I feel that people should grow up instead of pin-pointing minute issues to each other. And trust me we are way too far away from that.
The forum started out quite well but then it turned ugly when one asshole from the medic panel started saying that pharmacies are like their slaves instead of their counterpart. What the hell man!! I mean seriously can't he think beyond his dim-witted small nut shell like brains and look around to see what sort of roles we really are playing! Its just isn't fair. Instead of saying we should work together hand in hand, he told us to mind our own business and forget about us being superior to them in drugs! Duh! We pharmacist study drugs for 4 fucking years! Unlike him, who hardly knows basic pharmacology and claims to be a drug expert. That's our job! Leave it to us!Then on top of that the medic panel were focusing on the use of brand drug more than generic, saying generic is worst and gives more side effects. Well hello! Which world are they living in? People won't come up with generics if they were worst! Then from the audience, there was one more fool who claims that the reason doctors prescribe and dispense branded drugs is coz it so call pays for their living income (in short that's their only pay check). But then again hello! Didn't they get into medic school with one purpose and one purpose only?-to care for their patient's wellbeing? Then where did getting rich come from? If that was their intentions y even join this course? Why not just join business or some IT thingy? Was being wealthy and famous their sole purpose of coming in? No wonder they are not giving us our rights! Bloodthirsty leeches!
And the best part was when that butthole speaker said that he wouldn't treat pharmacist properly instead will only be nice to patients. And look exactly who is talking? A 2nd year medic student. What a cocky mindset! That too only for knowing the slightest knowledge of medic stuff! And he hasn't even graduate yet! No wonder Ms X Always said that "these MOs doesn't know any shit bout drugs". so-so true. This is what happens when a 2nd yr student feels that he knows everything when he merely even knows how to say theophylline properly! Bloody dual-personality! Go meet a psychiatrist! But knowing him, he must be thinking he is better than a physiatrist! Hope he dies by over dose of diazepam! Then he will know how bloody important we are in dose adjustment. Pig-headed-obese-ignoramus!!

My So Called Best Friend

2007-08-11T04:09:00.000+08:00

Do you have any idea at all how heart shatters when someone close to us stabs from behind? It's bad! Infect worse than a major 10 year old relationship break up! And that's exactly how I'm feeling right now! N that close person turns out to be one of my best friends!! I do realize that relationships just don't work for me since I don't know, maybe I've dated jerks, or I'm just not fit to be someone's gf but this particular fren of mine, so called supported me whenever I fell out of relationship, turned out to be the exact same person to tell my new crush as to how I so cant be anyone's gf since I just cant keep relationship! Now how badly destroyed can one get from that remark? I for sure just can't stop weeping on my way back (till I almost met into an accident), and am still far from bringing it to an end! I just don’t know why this happens to me! I've always put my best friends on par with my family and this is what I get back in return! Seriously, I just wish my friends would just spit out the truth to my face instead being double faced! And I badly hope no one else turns out to be like this. I Love you guys a lot, plz-plz don't hurt me like this.

Angkasa Group of Fun Loving Ppl!!

2007-08-04T18:06:00.001+08:00

Finally The Pics are Here!!

The Horror Story Telling Conference that went 'wrong'~ended up telling dirty jokes :-)

The Angkasa Gang.. Group 12 and 13.

The "enamy' who unfortunetely won!!

My Team!!

Shamin and her 'Lesbo' Partner

Bday Bash!!

2007-08-04T04:00:00.000+08:00

Today was great, and certainly I really had fun with the 'Angkasa' gang. Never before we went out and today, just b'coz it was Shamin's b'day, we practically dragged everyone out. Ok not really out as in clubbing but we did go somewhere as close to it- MV bowling centre. I just needed a lil alcohol and I don't think I would have noticed the diff between those two places (+since it had cool, foot tapping music). So neway, as I was saying it was good, firstly coz no one was excellent in bowling, and secondly, we screamed on top of our lungs that I have throat ache right till now. But apart of that, it was cool. I'm kind of waiting for the pics we took with our groupies. Later after that, we got back home and after cutting her bday cake, we went to lepak by the pool side and talked about everything-from horror stories to dirty joke. And now, I'm writing here, feeling really tired and sleepy and yet don't want to end the pleasant day.
Basically the outing was simple, but then again, nothing is as simple as it seems when there is a bunch of 11 'kids' walking around, thinking of doing nothing but fun, finishing by leaving us with a entertaining, amusing day. And I really don't know the objective, or even the head and tail of this story. why I'm writing this?.. Zzz. I guess I better get going Zzzzzzz…

Lively Life..

2007-08-03T01:41:00.000+08:00

Today, well today is like one of the best day in my life. The reason; I have 2!! One coz I've finally had gotten back my life. As in I'm finally over my x and have someone else in mind (and trust me this time is not just my dance teacher), and I've found my long-long-long lost friend.
Ok so about this girl, I've known her since 7 till 10. Then I lost in touch with her. She was like my first best friend. My first sleep over i had- been with her, the first crush I had, she was the one who made it come true (sort of. She was the choreographer of a performance we had then and I was 'coupled up' with that guy!), and the best of all, she was the only one who really 'took care' of me whenever I cried when my parents weren't there already at sharp 11.55 to fetch me from school ( I was a cry baby then). I just loved her a lot. And then came the day where I had to leave school to go to Tampin, although it was sad leaving everyone behind, we still kept in touch. It was cooler that time coz we used to stay in each other's house and everything was fun and nice (kids..u know hw they feel bout 'running' away from home to the back yard once in a while). Unfortunately, later her dad was send to Sabah and we never met anymore and somehow we lost in touch. And now, 12 years later, she is back!! Hurray!! And prettier.

Ok I'm being happy for no reason here, I've just sent her a mail, with any luck hope she will reply and agree to meet and she hasn't changed yet. Really-really with anticipation that she is as friendly as before and she likes me!..Hopefully J

Harry Potter and the Deadly Hollow

2007-07-23T23:28:00.000+08:00

This book is such a big disappointment to me. Don't get me wrong, I've always loved this series. Infect ever since Order of Phoenix, I was always the first few person to finish the book on the day it is released. The same goes with this book. However, the first chapter itself got me bored but nevertheless, I continued reading it, all with a single mind to know who was dying, and it didn’t take me that long to find out since the first dying-character came shortly after few chapter-mad eye moody. And until the end, I was just flipping the pages, hoping at least some worth-while important character will die which unfortunately till the last part, not even one did. I mean it was sad that Lupin and Fred had to go but that's it. I was expecting at least Nevielle at the least to go. But of course he didn't.
The only nice part in the whole book was the confession Snape did that he did cared for Harry all along, and the whole battle and Voldermort dying part. The rest was so predictable. I guess that's why it didn't excite me much. I was expecting way too much for this final book. Nonetheless, I would like to thank J.K Rowling to create such fantastic books (she just reminds me of Enid Blyton) :-) and hopefully, she will continue writing bringing us to yet another exciting world. :-)

Fear

2007-07-23T23:19:00.000+08:00

Fear.. Who doesn't feel it? Everyone does. Even I did. And still do. I still remember clearly the first time ever I felt the real 'intense fear', and it was of losing my sister, just after pushing her down my shop-house stairs when she was busy riding her small peddle-chair.
The second time I felt fear was when my dad, instead of beating me up for a reason I cant seem to recall, had send me naked right to the ugly-dark store room surrounded by coconut trees and monkeys behind my shop at the age of 7. The fear at that time was of the dark, which somehow I've managed to overcome.
Shortly after that, when I was 13, my next fear returned and this time it was all because of me myself. I still remember the day I learned about negative numbers and was one of the few ones who really understood it. That night my boyfriends parents came visiting and me, typically a showing-off person, brought my work book and sat right directly under their nose to do my work (just to show that 'I was a very hardworking and smart girl who studies all the time so you better accept me when ur boy tells you about me'). And as usual my uncle had to disturb all my plans by asking me questions from that book which naturally I couldn't answer. The fear at that time, was nothing but of being embarrassed, in front of them, and later my bf.
And now, that same kind of foolish fear is returning. Only this time, I fear of being 'beaten'. Beaten in my own game, all because I never listened to my friends when they told me 'to take things easily' and 'live life like there is no tomorrow'. And I, as stubborn as always, never listened, feared of not having a secured job if I listened to them, enrolled into this program while now; they are really having excitement in their lives, all with good jobs, and a life that I envy. On the other hand, look at me!! I'm so far from having fun, I certainly don't look like I'll have a enjoyable job (if I hv to stay in the hosp for 4 yrs), and am far-off from having a 'life'. I just wonder if I did indeed listened to them, how my life would have been..

Homey..Here i Come..

2007-07-20T01:51:00.000+08:00

It has been approximately 2 weeks since I wrote anything and so..here I am!! Well let's just conclude my whole two weeks to be just normal; the usual dull classes, exhausting hospital clerkship, and of course not forgetting fantastic, out-of-this-world dance classes.
It all started from my hospital attachment where although it was suppose to be the main highlight of my days as a pharmacy student, it disappointedly turned out to be the most unexciting event of the year! Although it is a bit early to say it since I've only gone there for 2 days, but I'm assured that nothing great is going to turn out from this. I mean how great is it going to be when you are attached to a sick person who will eventually go back to his creator?? My first case itself almost brought me close to tears which only proves that I'm so not fit to be a pharmacist; Or at least not a hospital pharmacist.
Everything else was all right. I mean normal; lengthy hospital reports, tedious assignments, wee hour classes, mind-numbing lectures, bla..bla..
Right now, I'm just counting hours to go back home. Ok it's not like I haven't been home for months or something. I just got back from there 2 weeks ago. So, what's all that excitement about?? Well.. NADS n SHAMIN is coming back with me!! Hurray!! It has been ages since any of my friends came back home with me and I'm so-so excited playing the imperfect host again :-) I don't know why but every time someone comes to my home town, I just love showing them around (although there is nothing to see), and the pride I have then, is just like the pleasure I get when a foreigner says Malaysia is the best! :-) what to do..i just love both my home..

Normal Complaints

2007-07-01T02:25:00.000+08:00

I'm just getting really bored and irritated pigging out at home. I'm practically counting my days before my college reopens. Except, I don't really want to go to class. I mean I want to go to college and meet my friends and just hang around cafeteria doing nothing but I don't really want to attend those upcoming boring, draggy classes. Infect I just saw my time table and it looks like I'm heading for lesser sleeping time and no doubt my dark eye circles are just going to amplify. On top of that I have clerkship, which I think besides the initial excitement that is intended to last for only 2 weeks; will end up being nothing but pain. The only positive outcome from all this (hopefully), will be that ill loose weight!! Ok I really do hope that's what's going to happen and not put on, thanks to the additional stress. But hell I don't know. And the worse part out of all of this is that most of the clerkships I'm will end up being all alone. Yap 'alone', coz preets and nads are together most of the time and unfortunately their days and mine just don't match. Wuhuhuh…sigh, well I just hope everything goes alright and my lucky stars will shine. (if you know what I mean :-))

A Small Little Memory..

2007-06-27T02:07:00.000+08:00

So many things have changed over these past 16 years of my life. That was the age I've started going to school, started mingling around, and of course the age I actually left my home (even if it was only for 6 hours). Being in a village was never easy for any of us (my parents especially), there wasn't any big malls, not even a small supermarket (only a small smelly wet market with limited vegetables), no pos office or any other government facilities (having a small police hut doesn’t count). There weren't even any clinics, what more hospitals to cater for the sick. People from my village had to drive at least 20 km away to seek for help if they were sick. This was also true in my case when it came to schools. The nearest decent school was in the next town, and my mom had to drive me to school early in the morning and had to fetch me after that everyday (I was a very pampered kid and since I am the 1^st grandchild, no one wanted me to travel by public transport, having the fear that the bus drivers might hurt me with their reckless driving.)

However I was only there for 3 years and at the age of 9 I left the school and my parents to live with my grandma and went to the school near her house until I ended my secondary school. The school I used to go to, the school at that time was like my existence, was a memory that I vowed to myself never to forget (which of course I did indeed forget.) but then 2 days ago, I went back to the school for some wedding and the moment my dad droved into that school, I started to refresh the old memories.

The school looks the same to me, only it looks smaller and wasn't at all as big as I thought it was 16 yrs ago. The old canteen where I used to play 'getah' with my friends was still there (even the benches looked the same-old and rusty), the field I won my first 'medal' (a green Tupperware) was unchanged. And even the classrooms looked similar (with no fan). The hall where I first had my dance performance although didn't look as gigantic as it was at that age, was still the same old brown colour stage with no difference at all.

Although I cant remember much about whatever happened in that 3 years of my life there, I still can remember bits and pieces of my life then-My first dance (although just as a back up dancer), my first meeting with the dentist, my first fist fight and punishment after that to stand on the desk the whole day, my first crush and a broken heart (the guy I fancied liked my best friend) and others. But then this was also the school that taught me that being on top in education is what matters most (if you want someone to listen and respect you), and nothing else (I used to be the queen of everything-sports, fights, 'teng-teng', 'getah', and 'galah panjang' but the worst when it came to exams). Things although had changed over these years, who I am now actually started from there and hopefully, after today I will remember the things I used to do when I was little..

Astro Max

2007-06-18T02:41:00.002+08:00

Even before the holidays started I've decided on things to do (as usual I had the 'to-do list)-to read those tons of books I have at home, watch every shahrukh movie (again), loose those extra pounds I've gained during study break, and start working voluntarily in the hospital and guess wut? Classes are about to start in 2 weeks and I haven't done any of the above mentioned stuff!! Ive reread all Judith McNaughts books (which wasn't at all in the list!), not a single SRK movies, couldn’t be bothered to loose my 14 hours beauty sleep for some hospital which apparently doesn't seem to need a pharmacist and haven't come close to a drop of sweat (apart from dance class)!!. And now, I can't fit into my bloody formal pants!! Argh!! I just wish I could rewind to 2 months ago and this time I will strictly follow my 'to-do list' (with addition of 3 must watch series-House, Grey’s anatomy and prison break). Haish..How nice if life was Astro max..

Yours? or Theirs?

2007-06-18T02:21:00.000+08:00

The greatest power known to man is that of unconditional love. The power to love someone unlimitedly, a strength that lifts one up in gloomy days and a sentiment to be shared for a greater return. But then again, if one is to decide between your life and of someone you love, who will you choose? The life you have been collecting since the first breath you took, or someone you whole life is dedicated to?

Easily people will say 'I'd sacrifice everything for the person I love'. But what if that particular person cant recall having been associated with you, will you still stand strong behind him/her? That's exactly what was answered by a non-commercial Hindi movie I watched last nite- Maine Gandhi Ko Nehi Mara (I didn’t kill Gandhi).

Basically it's about a professor who has Alzheimer and his daughter, not knowing what to do or what went wrong had to loose everything (fiancé, job, friends etc) all because of her dad's sickness which was regarded as 'mentally ill'. Fighting the world wouldn't have accomplished anything so instead she accompanied him in his world. The story line was ordinary but the emotion involved was so strong that I couldn't help to think what if I was in her shoes. Will I just leave them in a mental institute and get on with my life, or will I love them unconditionally and be with them? The thought itself is very depressing and I pray to god never in my life to give me those kinds of experiences. But then again, personally, I believe the word-'unconditional love' was specially thought for parents; one will do whatever thing for their parents, laying everything on their feet, and expecting nothing in return. At least, its true for me..

TATTOO!!

2007-06-02T01:47:00.000+08:00

Oh god! It has been ages since I wrote an entry (I couldn't even remember my user name! what more my password!!) but whatever it is, the similar old Nisha is back! Only this time, with little changes.

For a start, I pierced my nose, curled my hair and colored it with some odd combination of brown and red, and… I had a TATTOO!!! I know it sound crazy but I've always wanted to do some thing that is a lot funkier than whoever I am or rather was. And so I choose to engrave a little ladybird in a heart shape onto my right leg. The carving isn't that great to those who sees it but it means a lot to me. It seems that ladybird represents feminine and brings good luck and fortune. Hopefully it's true; particularly in my ill-fated love life. At the same time the bug is shitting out 3 stars. Who the 3 stars are is for you guys in no way to find out :-)

At Last...

2007-03-07T00:27:00.000+08:00

Finally we have successfully finished the Multimedia project!!And I for once am more than convinced that I've mistakenlly taken the wrong career path. Should have done CD pirating instead...

QuEeN oF eVeRyThInG eLsE bUt tHaT..

2007-02-22T03:54:00.000+08:00

Throughout my 3 years of studying in this course, I've come to realize that most of the projects that were given to us, which took up almost half of our semesters are all 'unpharmacy' related subjects. Like today, I've been staring at my comp. screen for almost four hours just figuring out how the hell to make a beautiful DVD cover for my multimedia project. Then again a week ago, sat down for hours just to become skilled at how to extract audio from DVDs and not overlooking the week before that; to transform CD formatted songs to MP3 and split it. I dono why, but I think at the end of the day, I might even end up being one of those pirated CD queens instead of a Pharmacist..

PaSsIoN, InTeReSt, DrEaM, n CaReEr..

2007-02-20T23:26:00.000+08:00

As usual the other day I was complaining to my uncle on how dull my life has become ever since I took up this course, and how beautiful life would have been if I were to take up something I get pleasure from doing; like dancing perhaps. And he simply replied "bete, you have to realize the difference between passion, interest, dream and career, and then and then only you will do well". And I as usual, feeling dim-witted, asking myself -what the hell is the difference?

Ok so my passion is dancing, my interest is dancing and I so want my dream to be dancing with my charming dance teacher to come true, then why cant my career be a dancer too? And he easily said- 'ya but if that’s the way, you will hate dancing for the rest of your life, just like you hate your path right now'.

Really?? Well I don't think so..err maybe, but not because I'm exposed to it everyday (the reason my uncle gave), but because of the back pain, bruises on my feet and not disregarding the heart ache seeing my married adorable dance teacher everyday. :-)

p/s- I might love dancing, but I'm not a good dancer-still learning, from my dance teachers, and Nads..hehe..

tRuLy MaLaYsIa..

2007-02-20T23:06:00.000+08:00

I just got back from my 'farm house' in Rompin. Y farm house? Well it's a house (shop hse), surrounded by farm house like things-chickens, turkeys, cows, dogs and snakes. ;-) so neway I had great fun down there, with all my cousins and my friend, Pinache, a fren from London. At first before going there we had already warned her about how badly developed that place was- only 2 rows of shops, with no junk food shop around so that when she saw the real thing (4 rows of shops and lots of Mamak stalls), it wouldn't look so bad to her. Thankfully the drive down there with thick tropical forests surrounding us didn’t scare her enough to drive us back to KL.

Nevertheless we reached there, and surprisingly she loved the two days stay there. She spends about 10 pounds shopping there, saw the friendly neighborhood, how the real diversity of culture and how visiting was done. In fact the night before her last day there, we had a big street party (not like Bangsar but the Rompin style-at the end of the road there was a big platform built for lion dance and other shows), and at the same time a Indian chariot came out and the shows were voluntarily stopped to give way to the other ceremony. It was simple enough, and yet everyone was saying-these are the true Malaysians. There was a cultural clash and yet, they can compromise.

And on the final day, before she left, she said the true Malaysia lies in the rural areas of Malaysia, and not in the big cities. And I for once, could not agree more..

Bla..blah..blah..

2007-02-17T19:04:00.000+08:00

Just yesterday in the lab Preethi asked me what I did for Valentines Day n I replied – SLEEP!!. Well yah that is like the best way for me to spent the so called unforgettable day. Call it boring or sad, it is just the only thing I enjoy doing now days besides talking to my guy. But then again, back to the story, after she told me what she did on that day, we just concluded that we were way out of the fact that V-Day is the only lovey-dovey day. For me it's just another day, with only beyond belief things going on around us. Literally beyond belief. I mean what’s with the all red theme? It's so much similar to CNY. Why can't it be pink, or purple, or the beautiful turquoise? And what's with the changed balloon shape? And the expensive Rm80 roses which you can buy 8 dozens on normal day? And also not forgetting the expensive dinner reservations, or a long queue just to eat KFC? Gosh!! Is it V-Day? Or Bizarre Day?

V-Day part 2

2007-02-15T05:03:00.000+08:00

V-day today was kind of 'perfect'. It started out with me waking up late, dressing up extraordinarily, and rushing to class just to see college being three quarter empty. Then I had to strain my eyeballs out listening to Mr.L going on and on about some immunoassay. Later went for lunch only to discover there wasn't any food left (don't ask who ate. Martians I think). When back home to have a packet of MAGGI, and of course after that landed perfectly on my bed, just to make sure that I was completely awake for my 4-6 class. But of course being me who have already comfortably positioned myself on the bed, couldn’t bare the thought of leaving my bed just to go for some class that I have been 'attending' every week since the 1st week and so I skipped that class, only to find out later I unintentionally missed the class before that too. How perfect isn't it so far? But that was not all. Later at night, went to PASAR MALAM, as usual buying everything but whatever was in the 'shopping list', got back home, and then the real party begins. Nads and me, all alone, in the hall, with dark surroundings, dancing to the maks!! First ENGLISH songs followed by Hindi songs. It was kind of funny since when songs were been played, I was constantly dancing my normal Bollywood steps while Nads busy with her HIP-HOP style even when DHOOM2 was been played. Was a good exercise though, both sweaty and greasy by the time we finished. The rest was normal after that, both studying, and finally now, after writing this post, Im gonna get my beauty sleep before I turn into a panda again. :-)

R.I.P.

2007-02-14T02:32:00.000+08:00

The breeze is blowing tenderly towards my face.. Its already 2 in the morning and yet there are loud music from the party upstairs. Colorful fire crackers are burnt and burst just opposite my window. Cheerful screams can be heard distant away indicating the joyous moment. Everything is so full of life. Everyone seems so happy, celebrating the moment with their loved ones. But the only thing that is making me happy is the thought that tomoro’s class is starting late. Sleeping...resting peacefully... What a wonderful start for the V-day.

Happy Valentines day everyone..

HoMe SicK!!

2007-02-13T02:53:00.000+08:00

I miss my home. I wanna go back!! I was so looking forward for this CNY break.Thought of goin back this fri morn. itself before the teribble jam starts. Little did i know that this much awaited holiday was distrupted by my GC lab. So now i can go bck home till fri midnite or worst; sat nite (to avoid the jam of course). wuhuhu..Well i guess my cozy bed and my lovely Tampin streets will have to wait an additional of 24hrs for me. Till then to kill time, the only thing i can do is to weep myself to sleep with the photos i took from my last visit there.. :-)

The messy room is my Tampin room whist the neater one is in KL. But whatever it is i still love the messy one. coz thats MY ROOM!! and its so much cozier (especially since i can sleep for more thn 12 hrs there. :-) )

Tampin Town.. nice isnt it? so much better than the busy roads in KL. This view is from my house's front window.

MiSsIoN 2007

2006-12-31T03:10:00.000+08:00

Happy New Year everyone!!
I know it's a day earlier but what the hell. I'm going to miss 2006 very much. Has been one my best learning years so far-It's more like a transition state. Saw the nastiest, terrible part in me as well as the best. Working experiences have trained me a lot, and so did my dance class-To be more welcoming to the humankind and confident in what so ever things I do. This childish, self-centered, unsure girl has finally opened up. At last, a girl has turned into a lady. 2007, I'm ready!!

EvErY bReAtH yOu TaKe..

2006-11-23T21:19:00.000+08:00

I just finished reading the latest Judith McNaught's book- Every Breath You Take. And it was simply yummy. Like her every other book, it covered all her scope of producing a fantastic love story; with hot and sizzling romance, and also a little bit of jealousy and sacrifice in it. Only this time McNaught had put in an additional theme in it; murder.

The story was about two lovers who met somewhere in a place similarly described to heaven and naturally like all the other plots, the male (Michelle) is a rich tycoon, while the female (Kate) is a sweet gorgeous girl from a small town struggling to keep up with her business. They met, fell in love, separated, and of course finally met up again after many years. Only this time the guy is blamed to have murdered his younger brother and it goes on until the murder case is solved (of course her story telling was so much better).

The book reminded me of her old books and few parts were very similar to her previous books (Paradise, night whisper) and even the characters of Matt and Meredith (my favorite character of all; from paradise) and Zack benedict and Julie (all four from her earlier books) were in it, taking up almost 1/8 of that book. The murder mystery wasn’t so much of a mystery as it was solved half way through the book (Isn't at all like 'Someone to Watch over Me'). To conclude, this book is just like her other modern romantic novels, only this time the description of the character in the book is so much better than her previous books. The way she portrays the characters were so perfect that I felt as though I was there, feeling every single thing that was said or done. For me the best part was the ending, when the father asked Michelle if he would love Kate as long as he lived (wedding oath), and he says 'with every breath I take' how ROMANTIC!!!

a ReLiEvE aFtEr hOrRiBLlE nIgHtmArEs..

2006-11-22T00:52:00.000+08:00

Exams are finally over. Thank god for that. I wouldn't have survived that long miserable, terrible extensive three weeks exam duration any longer. It was a nightmare, literally. I still remember the first week where most of my papers had medicinal chemistry components. Several nights I had dreams of being trapped in a benzene ring, running from god knows what! The second week was no different than the firsts where we had analysis papers and the only dream I had was formulas. Unarranged, scattered formulas that popped out of no where whenever I shut my eyes. The only beautiful dream was on the last day (today) where the only thing I dreamt about was Shah Rukh Khan since we were watching DON after the last paper (marketing). :-) And now finally it’s over. Hurray!!!
Neway these long awaited holidays are soon coming to an end as I'll have to do my attachment in industrial area which means that to work in a pharmaceutical company (the factory). Unfortunately, I was the few selected 'lucky' ones that are required to do the attachment for 3 weeks unlike the others who only need to do it for 2 days, and strangely I'm looking forward for it.. :-)

uSuAl cOmPLaInTs..

2006-09-14T12:54:00.000+08:00

So here I am again.. Nothing much to say. Just the usual things and complaints: I AM SICK AND TIRED OF ASS-IGNMENTS!! There are endless reports to send every week and each of them takes up at least the whole day! Not also forgetting that mid term is starting next week and after that we have marketing plan to catch up with before the dateline in Oct. Later than, with only 2 weeks left to finals there is Diwali in between that I’m sure like the previous years, I wouldn’t be able to celebrate. The only thing I'm looking forward to now is end of Nov, where ill be free like a bird for a month and Trishay is coming back!! Oh god I miss him so much (dono if its just him or his friend as well J). As for now, the only thing I wait for is weekends; dancing class- my only lifesaver. My progress in class is getting better and I just love my classmates, as well as my teachers. They are just so fun to be with. Although my teachers are strict, they are also like the most perfect dancers I've ever met and seen. Their enthusiasm in teaching and passion in dancing just makes the classes so lively and I do really hope one-day ill be able to dance like them. I really do hope so!! Oh god.. Mercy me! I cant wait to finish my finals.. Really hope the day would come soon. Ok not soon enough since I haven't studied anything yet, but still..ish.. So confusing!! You see what 2 years in pharmacy school have done to me!! Argh!!

hOmE aT LaSt..

2006-08-25T20:46:00.000+08:00

It has been ages since I wrote any entry in this blog. There are just so many things going on in my life right now that I don't even have the time to write any. On top of that my new place doesn't have a phone line, so no internet connections (Should be getting in 6 months time though). So the only nearest 'port' to update my blog or check my mails is in college, which I don't do that often anyway.
However, since the last entry, I've shifted to a new place. Next to my college. The only way to describe it is; paradise. Literally. Especially the whole recreational area; swimming pool, gazebo and new swings!. The house is ok. Quite small compared to my previous house but even that is good. I mean how bad can it get if u r living with ur best friends and sister, Right? Other than that, the only terrible thing is that the place is still under construction (opposite block) and residents are just moving in, so there are many renovations going on, not letting us to sleep peacefully every evening. Wuteva it is, I still love that place. Yea im gonna live there for 2 years. Going to make use of it at the most!

2006-07-19T23:13:00.000+08:00

You Should Date An Italian!

You love for old fashioned romance, with an old fashioned guy
An Italian guy is the perfect candidate to be your prince charming
If your head doesn't spin enough, just down another espresso with him
Invest in a motorcycle helmet - and some carb blocker for all that pasta!

Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?

Hehe.Isn’t this like a sign, showing me that somehow, I am meant to be with a particular chap Ive been admiring since WC?

1st week and already in trouble

2006-07-18T21:15:00.001+08:00

Classes just started a week ago and already Im having headache, flu, insomnia, and worse, Im already surrendering early (that usually happens only during study break). The main reasons are for the long-tiring exhausting never-ending classes. And imagine its only the first week. Ive got 13 more weeks to go!!. Besides the boring classes and predictable lectures, now ive got one more additional dilemma. As you all know im going to be ‘homeless’ starting from next month and now the agent who is in charge of our new condo is giving us difficulties. First the level, then the rent, then the position of our apartment (duh!! I don’t want a house facing the graveyard!!! I don’t need spirit from the 'spirits' to give me ‘blessings’ for my exams!) And finally, the day of entry (even that has been changing everyday!). God, I just hope ill have a place to stay soon, looking back at all this complexity, sigh.. I don’t think so..

2006-07-18T21:11:00.000+08:00

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.
You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.
In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

DiScOvErInG tHe innEr nOn-exiStInG TaLeNt..

2006-07-12T00:37:00.000+08:00

We calmly opened the white protective barrier that covered the wall. The item within the barricade has been troubling us for quite some time now, interrupting our daily life schedule. Just when we found the main troublemaker, a flash suddenly sparked, leaving us with a dark, warm surrounding for few hours..
That’s exactly what happens when a pharmacy student and a Chinese medicine student tries to become an electrician...

3rd YeAr..

2006-07-10T09:21:00.000+08:00

Being so excited about world cup made me forget one thing; I'm finally in third year.. Starting from today!! OMG!!! I can't believe this, I'm getting old.. I mean a third year pharmacy student? I never thought I would come this far! Hope I do well this time around.. Good luck to all third year pharmacy students. It seems it will get tougher.. Lets all check it out!

-The Final End-..

2006-07-10T08:42:00.000+08:00

It wouldn't have been much more horrifying even if I was left in a haunted house alone for a week as compared to the feelings I had last night during the match between Italy and France. The starting was quite exciting especially the first 2 minutes where Henry gets hurt in his neck. But then that took off badly soon enough after Zidane scored a goal for France, thanks to his penalty kick. That one kick surely did send the whole house into a silent mode. The atmosphere was so glumly; it fell like as though I was attending a funeral. Although Italy did catch up with the score hardly 15 minutes later, the tensed atmosphere in the house didn't at all subside. The fact that Italy didn't play their very best (Italy-Germany was so much better) and France doing extraordinarily well added more despair into the already miserably surrounding. (It was worse for me as my beloved Gilardino wasn't at all playing). Starting from the second half of the extra time, I could see Milan and Rahul, both starting to get extra tensed. Me too, knowing the fact that if Italy didn't score one goal now, they will never be able to win this game due to their bad history for penalty shots. True enough, the game ended with penalty kicks for both the teams, and thankfully ended with Italy wining, credit to Trezeguet , a france player who missed the goal.
I assume every france supporter would say it was italy's sheer luck to win, with both Henry and Ribery out of the field before the game ended (what was the manager thinking by taking them off field?) and Zidane, being brainless to get himself a red card for his last match (I guess he wanted to be remembered forever for his stupidity). But think about this again, the first France goal was not even meant to be there. Zidane didn't deserve the penalty. (re-watch the match and you would realize he didn’t get hit by anyone). So at the end, the only conclusion I would make is; Italy was just fated to win the finals..yea!! And I was destined to see gilardino's face for 30 mins during the closing ceremony!! CONGRATS ITALY!!!
p/s~i added three more fav player in my list=number 5 (CANNAVARO), number 10 (TOTTI), and number 15 (IAQUINTA).. obviously with Gilardino being my number 1 favorite forever...sob..sob..world cup have finally come to an end..4 more years to go..
-the end of world cup 2006-

FiNaL eXpLoSiOn...

2006-07-08T05:48:00.000+08:00

Today, although was a delayed outing, was the best girls day out I've ever had. Getting up early this morning to send my beloved sis to college was a little bit of a nuisance but the day went off quite well after that. We (Dipti and I) dressed up (make up and stuff like that) for shopping earlier this morning and met up with arti in KLCC. After that, later at night, we were in our best clubbing clothes (thanks to reenbhai's bajus), went to a Hindi club called Sharara (Was early to that place so had all the time in the world to decide our table and drinks.) Finally we settled with a bottle of J.D., to be shared among the four of us (Arti, Dipti, Bhavisha and myself). I as usual drank as much as I could, as early as possible and headed to the dance floor with Bhavisha. By the time it was 2, I was as sober as Arti's husband who just came to fetch us!!. (Sweating from the dance maybe). The others, on the other hand were pissed drunk. It was kind of funny to watch them making silly joke which actually reminded me of what we used to do when we were 5 years younger. They were just so cute!! And I love them all. For those who are reading these, thank you so much for making my night along with my holiday so memorable. It was really the explosion I needed before my classes start next week. Wuhuhu..Can't I ponteng? Can't the holiday be longer?!! Whateva it is, Right now what I really need to think is how the hell am I suppose to cope with the forthcoming headache from hang over tomorrow..

tHeY aRe sAvEd!!

2006-07-05T21:19:00.000+08:00

Yesterday match was truly the match of the year. From the time the players walked into the ground with the small kids till the end of the game was both horrifying and thrilling. More like a roller-coaster ride for us (Milan, Rahul, Reenbhai and I). Both the teams (Germany and Italy) played well. Excellent will be more like it. Not much of skiing and boxing like the previous matches this time, though there were some yellow cards in the air. When finally the extra time of 30 mins was coming to the end and Italy didn't score any goal, all of us just sat disappointedly, waiting for the game to end, knowing Italy can never win the penalty against Germany. But when the time was just about to end, at 119 mins, suddenly Italy scored a goal out of the blue (even we were stunned for a while before realizing it was a goal!!). Scored by Fabio Grosso, was one of the most perfect goal I've ever seen (not that I’ve seen many anyway). Knowing they had won, all of us didn't really bother watching the final 30 seconds, but unexpectedly, another goal was scored by Italy. Imagine 2 goals in less than 1 minute! If just now the goal was perfect, then this was extremely-fantastic-breath stopping goal!!. It was the ideal time, the perfect country and even the person who passed the ball to Del Piero for the last goal was just right (who else can it be? my much loved Gilardino obviously!!) now that’s what I call 'Save the best for the last!!' Go Italy!! Good luck for the finals!!

wuhuhu...

2006-07-04T00:27:00.000+08:00

They sat in front of me waiting for me to say or do something. I just looked at them blankly, not knowing how to communicate with them as Sabrina had warned me just minutes ago they were mute. Both mother and daughter. The whole table for registration which was in charge by Nads, a junior and I were all quiet. Finally, trying my best to use my-next-to-nothing knowledge of sign languages, I communicated with them, asking which screening test they wanted to do and their identity cards. Thanks to Rani Mukerjee in Black, they understood whatever I was saying to them. It was just so heartbreaking for me when I couldn't really converse with them like what I do with the other patients (knowing how talkative I am). The most tear-jerking part was when I asked her phone number and since she couldn't speak I told her to fill in the numbers herself and at the end of the numbers she wrote 'please sms only'. Wuhuhu..

FiNaLLy...

2006-07-03T12:36:00.000+08:00

Im finally back home..yea!!! For the past 2 days I've been in sharks place, all due to the public health campaign which was held near her house. Despite having the thoughtful shark who tried her very best to keep us comfortable (she even gave me her bed..hw sweet), im still very happy to be sitting on my very own bed right now, posting this blog. The reason? Tired!! Im just so exhausted all thanks to the 4 night 3 days public health campaign which was more like a 'payless-overly-overtime job' Although I did learn a lot of new things, I also learned a lesson in life; never to push your body beyond its own limits. Or I would end up in wherever I am now; on the bed, wearing a pair of socks, lots of used damp tissues next to me with an almost empting box of tissues beside it and 2 PANADOL, 1 flu drug, and 1 tbsp of UBAT BATUK CAP IBU DAN ANAK in my digestive tract..
* The detailed story will be posted later. Right now the anti-histamine is exerting its effect.. Drowsy..Zzz..

bUs pRoBLEm aGaIn..

2006-06-26T23:37:00.000+08:00

Every time I came back to Tampin (in the journey), im for sure to encounter a problem. Be it the trouble with the bus, or the passenger. Unfortunately today I came across both. At first when I bought the tickets, I specifically as usual told the guy in the counter I wanted the last seat (it's usually the best to sleep since nobody comes behind and the whole wide seat is mine alone). Sadly, once I've settled in my seat comfortably, 2 ladies and three children came to sit in front of me. At first I thought the children will be the nuisance from me getting my beauty sleep but believe it or not it was the ladies!! Everything went ok at first with the kids asking the ladies for food and things like that. Once hit the highway, the kids went to sleep but then suddenly the young girl spilled something and the lady next to her slapped her and push her out of her chair in front of me! The young girl then walked to her mom (I assume) who was sited in front of their chair and in just an instance both the ladies started arguing in their language. I understood a little bit where the first lady was complaining on how the younger lady didn’t teach her girl menace in eating and bla..bla.. They were so loud that I don't think anyone in the bus slept. Forget about having my delayed beauty sleep, I didn't even have one second of peace to think about all the problems im encountering. In fact I could even hear them over my full blasted Discman!! Then when they came down in Rembau (everything was so serene at that time), the bus suddenly stopped in the middle of no where!!(The way to Tampin is surrounded with jungles). Finally after like half an hour in that warm humid stinking bus, my uncle came and fetches me. THANK GOD!!

rEpLaCeMeNt oF eYe wAsH..

2006-06-25T23:13:00.000+08:00

It has been a while since I went back to college (2 months maybe, im not sure.) Even if I did go back during these holidays, it was always to block C (the boring-academic area) rather than block A where all the happening stuff happens. So neway, last Thursday I went to block A. Finally. And I would say college has changed slightly. Firstly with the use of 'smart-card', this till now ive got no idea what the change is for. Secondly is the café. Before there were only 2 shops and now there are 4. I just pray that the food will be edible (auntie's food is tasteless) and reasonable. But the best of all are the students. There were hardly any familiar faces around. Everyone looked new to me. Infect very much like freshies- from the way they walk (so nervous), their attire (fresh from school), and even the books they carry (no one carries that many books or files!!). I felt so out of place as I didnt know anyone!!.
I as usual was finding for one specific familiar face and guess what? Wuhuhu.. Hopper is out of college. It seems he went to some other college with his gf. How sad!! No more that cute face that resembles my bf. But anyhow, im not that heartbroken, as ive found another guy who is very much younger than me (4 years), who is really gorgeous (he doesn't even look like Malaysian although he is.) I made a fool out of myself when I first saw him in the lab last Friday. At first I thought he was an Iranian since he has got their fair colour and the way he shaved his beard and mustache also is similar to them, so when he strolled in front of me, I told shark how handsome he was (in Malay). He just smiled (and I foolishly thought he was smiling to acknowledge us). Little that I know that he was a Malaysian and an Indian until my sis told me that she knows him and who he really was. What a fool!! Thank god later he seems to be nice to all of us and talked normally (duh obviously, we are so much senior). But then hey, at least I have replacement for hopper already. Don't get me wrong, im not cheating my bf or what. This is just to wash my eyes once in the while when im too tired with books and library..

mOvIe aNd ThE bAd lUcks..

2006-06-23T02:07:00.000+08:00

Have you ever gone through a day which went completely bad throughout the day and finally when you realize and throw away the 'jinxed thing', everything seems to be perfectly normal. Well thats exactly what happened to me.
My day started off quite well, although I would say I was a little late to help out in collage but everything seems normal after that until I stepped into Midvalley. The moment I stepped into that place I finished the only money Ive had left for the weekend to buy presents for my friends and cousin (June is such a terrible month as half of the 'population' I've known are born in this month). With only Rm10 left I went to meet my childhood friend. While window 'shoppinging' with her, she suddenly felt like watching a Hindi movie. It was a new movie and unfortunately had only midnight show today. Seeing her eager face I thought 'what the hell, once in a while'. Just after we bought the tickets, my mom called and for the first time in her life she was extremely angry, saying words Ive never thought would have been in her dictionary, what more to use it. But she did use it and finally, just to please her, both of us decided to cancel the movie. Obviously we couldn't do it for the cinema has a rule of 'once purchase, no refund'. We tried to call few people we know who would have been interested to watch the movie but again, thanks to the world cup match tonight between Brazil and Japan, no one was interested. Tried selling in 'black'; wasn't successful, tried standing in front of the cashier; no one was interested. Basically we did every single thing we could to sell it off, even sat on the floor because was too tired and hungry (it did look like we were begging). Finally, I went to the ticket counter again to try my luck, this time with a male cashier and I guess he pitied us so he said he would try to sell it for us, requesting us to return in 3 hours time. Time passed and later when we got there, he just waved our tickets to us, saying sorry for not being able to sell it and with our sad faces, we walked out of the mall (at 9).
Things were cool later, with minor troubles here and there (for my friend), but just when I was about to reach my apartment, my sister calls, asking us to rush back home. Upon opening the house door, I saw the table swung above the sofa and everything shattered around. I went into my room and there I saw my sister, crawling and crying looking dreadfully afraid. I asked her what happened and then only I realized my housemates were all injured!! There was a horrible fist-fight in my house and two of my housemates were responsible for it. It was so scary. I quickly called my other reliable housemate to get back from work before everything started again. Once he got back, things began clearing out, with nothing more than each other shouting their lungs out against each other. However, just when I was about to go out with my friend for mamak-ing, my housemate comes into the room saying we were all needed to vacant the house by the end of this month, which means in a week!!. Now where the **** am I to find a house for both me and my sister that fast?? Damn!! Everything is so screwed up! My whole evening got from bad to worse. Our only guess is, it might have been because of the movie (superstitious side of us). Our day started ruining the moment we purchased the tickets. So after tearing off the tickets (it was already useless since the movie has already passed the screening time), we decided never to watch the movie.. Never!!

wOrLd CuP and UnFoRtUnAtE bEt..

2006-06-19T03:46:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, for the first time I finished watching a whole game in World Cup. Before this, I would just peep the TV once in a while to see the score but never did I stay awake till 5 and devoted myself fully for a game. But yesterday was an exception. Well, I didn't really have a choice as Rahul wanted to watch the game badly and I couldn't watch anything else. So I had only 2 choice of either watching the game or sleep (I don't sleep till dawn nowadays). The game was between Italy and USA. Since Rahul supported Italy, just to go against him, I had to bet for US. He gave me 'one ball'(at first I didn’t even know what the hell that was), and so after a long explanation of what it was, we finally settled comfortably, picnicking in front of the huge 50 inch plasma TV.
Little did I know that the players from the states were not at all 'lookable'. Even the coach looked like he was high in drugs. Whereas the opposition team was mostly good looking (even the white-haired, old coach was!!). So instead of cheering for my team, I cheered for Rahul's (he constantly reminded me which team was mine; duh like I don’t know how to differentiate between white and blue. But I just played dump. Couldn't help it. Italian players were just cute!!).
So back to the story, after like a quarter of the game, I finally settled for one (no fun cheering for all); Alberto Gilardino (his name reminds me of Giordano). He scored the first goal for Italy and I think he was the cutest of all (although I only saw a glimpse of him). I continued cheering for Italy, hoping to see him again but when I started getting all excited for the second goal scored by Italians again, Rahul started cursing. I was blur as usual but then I realized the score was 1-1, instead of 2-0. Shocking but yap, that player scored on his own goal, giving a goal to the States! stupid!!
Later then the game grew boring, with lots of 'punching', 'skiing', and 'pushing' by both the teams. The game ended with only 9 players in each team, and a draw; 1-1. which means I still won as Rahul gave me 'one ball', but then *sob-sob*, how unfortunate of me, when I finally ask Rahul for my prize, only then I realize we didn't even bet for anything!! cute isnt he? the one on the right..

cOokInG aNd tHe dIsAsTeR...

2006-06-13T14:38:00.000+08:00

Im learning how to cook!! There must be some of you wondering “SO’, isn't it? But the fact is, it is a big move on my side. Besides maggi mee and spaghetti, I can hardly cook anything! Not even tea! (Count 3 in 1 tea out of this). Previously whenever my mom yells at me to learn how to cook, I would simply tell her I preferred to 'cook' the cure for whatever happens to whomever who eats my food first, which means medicine.
So anyway, my first attempt for cooking started last week when I made eggs for the delicious finger-licking nasi lemak my younger sister did. The results were terrible!! The eggs were burnt, spicy (I dropped loads of pepper into it) and shockingly dry only to realize I forgot to put enough oil to cook the eggs (so much for my calorie counting). Then the second time, I cooked mee goreng mamak pedas. Everything was prepared perfectly. Not wanting to do the same mistake again I even put enough oil to drown all the onions. Just as I was confidently cooking, dreaming that one day I would be better than chef wan, the fire got into the pan, burning everything, (till now I don't know how it happened) leaving me with 'black mee-oil-soup'.
The third attempt was ok, where I tried to do Indian style cabbage dish, only it was extra spicy and sweet (instead of salt I ter-put sugar). Even the chapatti I made was tolerable, although it was thick, funny shaped instead of round and, amusingly, even though after cooking, I could still taste the flour (my grandma said it wasn't even cooked!!). But hey, at least I didn't burn anything this time..

bAcK iN aCtIoN..

2006-06-12T22:35:00.000+08:00

Ayo..yo..if last time I used to complaint about my shopping expenditure, a sickness which so called got cured few months ago, now I seriously am in trouble with my non-shopping shopping expenses. Nowadays I don’t even know where the hell I spend my money. Yesterday I went to KL for my dancing class and bringing Dipti around, and believe it or not, the Rm 200 I had in my purse changed to only Rm10 when I got back home today, not knowing exactly where the rest vanished. Besides getting 4 cd’s which only cost me 20 bucks and a yoga pants which was 19, I have got no clue where the rest went. My assumption would be in food and traveling. Now who ever came with the word ‘spend less traveling in public transport??’.
So neway today I went to my favorite street, and to those who loves collecting cd’s, you guys may have a feast of time as the 3 for 10 cd’s are back!! Yeh!! So what are you guys waiting for? ATTACK!! Before DBKL comes back…

cHaNgE aGaIn..

2006-06-08T12:50:00.000+08:00

I went to kiran's place this evening just to pass my dull daytime. But once I entered the house only did I realize that she was not at all 'lepaking' as what she told me earlier over the phone. She and her family members were busy packing and preparing for her cousin’s wedding which was to take place next August!! The preparation was done months before the wedding but I could already feel the aura as though I was in the 'wedding season'.
Previously I only saw the ceremony few days before the wedding but today I saw the central part of the wedding. I mean like the 'dowri' they were giving- beautiful colorful clothes for the family members (including 2nd and 3rd cousins of the boy-side), expensive jewelries, blankets, house-whole stuffs and lots more. It was just so lively where everyone was so into the wedding (me too!!). We even discussed on what performance we were to put up during the sangeet nite (singing nite-my friends and I are dancing), food, who was doing what and all that. Furthermore, I was also to put 'mehndi' on the bride (henna). And believe it or not, I got a peek on the bride's wedding suit!! It was so breathtakingly beautiful. So carefully embroidered with lots of white gold sequence which surely indicates an expensive suit. The colour was err..coke?? (That’s what kiran's mom calls it. Doesn't look like coke at all to me). It was so stunning that even I changed my dream wedding saree colour. Up to that time it was a mixture of light green and brown. But now it COKE!! My mom would surely be delighted with this colour. At least it has a resemblance with red (we are required to wear Red for our wedding but you know the rebellious me who is forever stubbornly against all this tiny insignificant cultural craps. I mean duh!! Who cares what colour I wear for my wedding!!).
So neway my point is, this whole wedding thing is so lovely that it made me think again about getting married. I mean surely leading into a marriage life is one hell of a big step but getting married is just so sweet (I meant the ceremony and not after that) especially when you yourself are the bride. So guys, don't get shocked if you were to attend my wedding in 3 years time. But then again, can't I just go through my very own wedding ceremony and go back to my old life 2 days after that (single)?? Hehe.. Who knows, knowing me, I might just do that..

eXpLoSioNs...

2006-06-07T00:40:00.000+08:00

Life is totally so predictable over these past few weeks. Everyday it's the same routine; wake up at 1 just in time for lunch, watch a movie, once the clock strikes 5, starts dancing, then take a bath followed by dinner and sitcoms till bed time. Once hit the bed at 12, I'll read a book which usually takes me 3 hours to sleep. That's how it has been throughout the holidays.
Thankfully my childhood friend just got back from the States 2 weeks ago so once in the while I'll meet her. But besides these, there isn't anything exciting going on in my life now. My friends and I are going for 'girls-week-off' next weekend for 4 days and seriously speaking, Im so looking forward to it that Ive already mentally pack all my stuff!! (The final packing will be done in KL). Endless Movies, club hopping, non-stop shopping, delicious food, name it all, everything a girl would want in her outings and I'll be getting them!! Don't get jealous guys.. I really need these explosions before my college starts. Just hope the hang over isn't that bad and ill remember what happened!! So neway, Ill fill you guys in with the juicy details (if it is) once im done with it, so wait for it..

I mIsS gEtTiNg iNtO tRoUbLe...

2006-06-01T23:18:00.000+08:00

After about 5 years of leaving high school only did I realized how much I've missed the fun and foolish things we have done when we were there. Not to say my college friends and I don’t do crazy stuff anymore but it's just different. The crazy things we do now are what I call as 'matured crazy things', things that will never get us into trouble. Not like in school days, we used to make sure we get into trouble. Everything we did, it was done in a large group (almost the whole class) and this gave us the extra trills.
I still remember ones when I was in form 5 we had a competition between classes where the class which collected the largest amount of old newspaper gets cash. At first it was fun. But the rivalry with the next class later turned ugly and we were so busy competing with them that all of us forgot our ethics. Some of us had to steal from other classes that at the end of the day few of us almost got sacked from being prefect. Luckily my moral teacher was there to back us up. At the end my class won the competition and since we collected more than 2 tans of newspaper, we got Rm400 for our end of the year party.
Then again, there was this time during end of the year, when all the syllabus were taught finish, my classmates and I, who were crazy about 'kuaci' at that time used to sit in the pavilion and litter the place. And I really mean litter!! Just imagine 30 people eating one packet each. Pity the sweeper at that time. Finally one fine day, we got caught where the headmaster told all of us to eat up litter (kuaci skin). After that we vowed to ourselves never to touch 'kuaci' again!
in addition to all this, there was more things we did that was fun and also got us into trouble; making the teachers cry, stealing, running away from school, and lots more. I would say that the teachers were tremendously glad when we left the school and till now our batch still have the 'teacher's nightmare' title...

ReSuLtS..(2)

2006-05-31T17:16:00.000+08:00

My basic instinct was right after all. Results came out today.. n I passed all!!!! Thanks to shark and Nads I finally passed my 4 credit hour paper (endocrine system) which I failed during mid term.. Fuh!! Im so.. so happy!!! Yea!!

ReSuLtS..(1)

2006-05-31T01:20:00.000+08:00

ARGH!!! Tension!! Reason? One and only; RESULTS!! My ex class monitor says it was out on the 25th. I went to check, it wasn't there. A day after that a senior friend of mine said it was out on the 26th; of course it wasn't out then too. And today, again she tells me a friend of hers from USM says its already out. Therefore, 'happily' I went online to USM website, just to observe a disappointing outcome-
Anda mungkin melakukan kesalahan atau kesalahan-kesalahan berikut. Back untuk semak semula
1. Tiada rekod
2. Angka giliran yang dimasukkan salah
3. No kad pengenalan yang dimasukkan salah

p/s-of course nothing was 'salah', it wasn't even out yet!!
God!! Do u guys have any idea how miserable it is?? Believe me.. EXTREMELY!!! My basic instinct tells me it coming out tomoro. How true is that? Well I guess we'll just have to wait for the next 12 hrs to see..

COMMA, ROMP aNd DoGs, aLL iN oNe dAy..

2006-05-30T23:40:00.000+08:00

Today I went shopping with the girls (Shark n Nads). This time around the whole shopping situation changed. I (the shopping freak) for once almost bought next to nothing. Nads, who just got loaded, thanks to her extra 'income' from JPA recently, spent quite a lot buying formal pants. (On the way back home she was grumbling bout buying the COMMA pants and why didn’t she see the one in ROMP first- just bcoz the pockets in ROMP pants so call covers her butt..haha). But I wouldn't blame Nads, as she is my twin when it comes to shopping and spending. Who shocked me the most was Shark. I would call her the 'org kaya baru'. Whenever we go out for shopping before, she would hardly spent Rm 50. But today, She spent like 800 bucks!!. Seriously!!
And now, im extremely exhausted. I got only 8 hours of sleep last night (that's the min during sem break). The reason for this lack of sleep? First, I would like to take this opportunity to blame Milan; he and his fren was watching some joker on his comp loudly till 2 in the morning (luckily I had Just Like Heaven to watch). Secondly is Max. that stupid dog is so pampered that he needs air cond and nice bed as well as comforter that I had to wake up at 4 to open the room door he was scratching, and at 5, I had to wake again, smelling stinking odor, and when I turned my face, I encountered this furry creature that shocked the hell out of me. But then there he was (max), sleeping comfortably next to me on the bed and under the comforter!!!

2006-05-29T22:49:00.000+08:00

You Are 21% Bitchy

You're a pretty sweet person, and you're definitely not prone to bitchy outbursts.Sometimes, though, you can't help thinking mean thoughts about people. But at least you don't act on them!

:-) i cant believe this..hehe..

mOnKeY oR aNgEL? i tHiNk hE gT iT wRoNg..

2006-05-29T22:21:00.000+08:00

Everyone seems to be full of activity doing something or another. Rahul, as usual was in front of the mirror, putting tons of gel on his hair to make his mop-like-not-so-perfect-hair perfect. Mom, (wasting her breath),is ordering Rahul to stop modeling and pack his bag. Dad is busy reading his Reiki cards to Rasila phai, and for once didn't tell me to bite someone's backside. Milan as usual is busy with his laptop. Once in a while he would call me and scratch my head. But that's all. No cuddling, no pinches on my chicks. Nothing of such. Everyone is so engrossed with their work that no one realizes im there..
About half an hour later, they left, leaving me home alone with Gina. Just as I was comfortably setting my cute butt on the sofa, grateful to god for finally giving me this calmly quiet surrounding for the next 2 weeks, unexpectedly, a monkey with big huge bushy hair starts jumping and doing strange stunts (dancing, that's what she calls it) around with some blasted song called 'dola re', so called to loose her 'spare tires'. And her name was, fats (Nisha), my babysitter for the next 2 weeks. And it seems Milan will do the same too...
Hmph..so much for my peaceful holiday..

By;

Max, the dog...

tHe eSsEnCe oF BHAGAVAD GITA..

2006-05-28T19:36:00.000+08:00

Why are you unnecessarily worrying?
Whom do you fear?
Soul is neither born nor does it dies.
What has happened has happened for the best.
What is happening is happening for the best.
What will happen will happen for the best.
Do not brood over the past.
Do not worry about the future.
THE PRESENT IS ON.

What have you lost, that you are weeping?
What have you brought, that you have lost?
What have you made, that has been destroyed?
You brought nothing.
What you have, you got from here.
What you took, you took from here.
What you gave, you gave unto this universe.
You have come empty handed and shall go empty handed.

What is yours today was some body else's in the past and will besomebody else's in the future.
You think it is yours and are deeply engrossed in it.
"CHANGES" ARE THE LAW OF LIFE.

jOuRnEy bAcK hOmE...

2006-05-23T21:52:00.000+08:00

Today I just got back from KL. The journey? I would say it was terrible!! The bus took about 4 hrs to reach back home (normally max is 2 hours). On top of that I didn't get my favorite sit as everyone else was earlier than me, grabbing the entire comfortable window-seat. (And I was there 15 mins before the time of departure). So as, I was sitting there trying to take my normal once-hit-the-highway-straight-sleep nap (which I couldn't, thanks to the bumpy sit), I realized that there was a quite cute guy next to me. He was more like what shark usually call-'jambu'. He had smooth skin (not even a mark) and had nice long smooth and silky hair. I didn't really stare at him (didn't want him to realize). Then suddenly I noticed that he was wearing the same pants my sis has which she bought from Romp. On top of that he was wearing pink shoes (which guy wears pink!!). Seeing that I looked at him again (just to clear my doubt) and I recognized that he was wearing eye shadow and eye liner. After few moments I looked at 'him' again and that's when I could make out the reason for 'his'smooth face; foundation. Yew!! Bapuk next to me!! What a journey!!
Then when we reached Rembau (that was on time), the bus driver stopped to repair the door (what a 'major' thing to do) and that's what took us 2 hours!! Selfish guy!! Couldn't wait till he dropped us home la. Idiot!! While waiting for this, I concluded three things between the major races in Malaysia; the Malays says 'pchik' and 'haihsh' every 5 mins, the Chinese gets phone calls all the time (volume: 5) and the Indians cant stop talking loudly. Gosh!! But then, lucky thing no one beat the hell out of the driver as we were all pissed!! So finally after 4 hours and 5 mins, I managed to get home safely...

bAcK hOmE...

2006-05-22T23:44:00.000+08:00

Im going back to Tampin tomorrow, leaving my sister all alone here in KL (Im sure she'll live). A part of me can't wait to go home while the other half wants to stay back in KL. I've had been spending my weekdays here while Im back at home on weekends from the time when holidays started and now the reverse would happen. (since I have to attend my dancing class on Sundays). The best thing back home is there isn't anything I need to do (so can get chubby) while here I've got lots of housework to do (try having lazy, dirty housemates like mine then you would understand). In tampin I would be bored to death whilst here I have Midvalley and Petaling Street to past my time. Haish.. Luckily I have 3 more of Judith McNaughts book to read. At least that will take up a week. IBesides, I've burnt like 2 cds equivalent to 160 mins of dancing songs. Hope that will occupy my days to come.. (Don't know for how long before I get bored even with that). Seriously speaking, I wish my dancing class was everyday, Since that's the only 2 hours Im looking forward to in this holiday.. well..the only thing i can say to myself is; Chill Nisha!! Have fun, as only 1 month, 15 days and 12 hours left before college restarts..

Da Vinci AgAiN...

2006-05-21T23:43:00.000+08:00

Today I went to watch Da Vinci's code again. Im not sure if it's me or the movie just seems to be better when you are sitting behind compared to the first 3 rows. Or maybe because I knew what to anticipate and didn't give high expectations as what I've had done in the earlier movie..
So anyway after that as usual I went shopping (It's all coming back to me now-my shopping obsession. But not earrings. Only tops). What to do? They had sale everywhere. I felt like every shop had magnetic field that was pulling me into them. After that, I when to get fat by eating uncle 'Robbins' ice cream and finally here I am., boringly writing a post, waiting for a certain someone to come online..

CoNfFeSsIoN oF a BrOkEn sOuL..

2006-05-20T22:47:00.000+08:00

I've had every thing everyone ever wanted in life. But that wasn't at all making me happy.It made me greedy and ungrateful since I've always wanted more in life. And now, when I've finally realized and appreciate what I had, it was too late, as everything is gradually drifting away..

tHe cOdE hAs FiNaLlY beEn rEvEaLed..rEaLLy???

2006-05-20T01:41:00.000+08:00

Alrite. I just got back from watching Da Vinci's Code and here I am, writing one more of my 'off-track' movie review (ill try to be 'on-track' this time.) So here it goes..
The movie started out quite well, similar to that described in the book-the old man running while Longdon giving a speech to the public. After that unfortunately, it was a little bit confusing since everything was revealed at the same time, with lots of flash backs, and introduction of characters. The director tried featuring every single detail that was written in the book but has edited it to squeeze into 3hrs of the screening time, hence making it complicated for viewers who haven't read the book (and giving headache to those who have). Furthermore, some important clues and codes weren't that understandable; leading to a big question mark on audiences (even I had to reread them few times when I was reading the book to recognize it.) On the other hand, besides these, the movie was set out smoothly, although it was slightly draggy at times. My favorite part was the ending of the movie. It was so beautifully set and it was obvious to all viewers on what was taking place. Each sentence of the poems were narrated one by one, until finally the truth was revealed.. (And I love those glass pyramids~entrance to Louvre museum!!)
My suggestion to those who haven't read the book, please do so before watching the movie or your 12 bucks are going into the drain. And to those who have doubt to watch the movie-do it. Don't believe the critics. After all, the critics might not have read the book, so they don't know shit on what was happening. I wouldn't say it was the best adaptation movie I've seen (I prefer Harry Potter), but ya, the director did a good job with the background and surroundings. U guys go ahead and watch it for yourself..

dOnT gEt tHe wRoNg iDeA..

2006-05-20T00:48:00.000+08:00

Don't get me wrong. Im not obsessed with Avril. Its just that this template was so cute and unusual, making it outstanding compared to the others.. so.. don't assume that im a die-heart-fan of hers. Although, ya I would like to thank her for being 'there' for me whenever I've had another one of those critical-heart-shattering break up, through her 'so much for my happy ending'..

tTITANIC OR POSEIDON?? DO ALL SHIPS HAVE THE SAME ENDING??

2006-05-18T02:15:00.000+08:00

I just watched this movie Poseidon yesterday and it reminded me exactly of titanic. The same glamorous sparkly boat, it sank the same way, the occupants in both the boats were running for life the same directions, and even the actresses in both the movies had the same hair style!! (although Emmy's was better thn kate's) The only difference was that the boat in Titanic got hit by an iceberg towards the end of the movie while in Poseidon; the boat was hit by a massive huge wave at the starting of the movie, turning the boat upside down. But whatever it is, it still sank only towards the end of the movie, just as what happened in titanic.(but of course Titanic was better directed and set thn the other movie) Besides this, the only difference between the movies was the actors. In my opinion I would say that in titanic the actor (Leonardo) was just attractive, but in Poseidon, Lucas was extremely heart-melting-ly gorgeous!! Oh god!! Those ocean-deep blue eyes of his, those strength he posses throughout the movie, and the romantic looks he gives to his heroin (wait a min, that was in Sweet Home Alabama) Woops,, but still, he is just so good-looking! I just cant stop dreaming bout him Hmm..Zzz…