No hangover, but my legs hurt March 30, 2008

In the morning I woke up…

…in my own bed. Hahahaha

Actually-lah, I didn’t even get remotely, extremely drunk that night. Firstly, I didn’t puke. Secondly, I remember every single thing that happened that night. Thirdly, I was sober enough to go mamak-ing after that. Hahahahaha! I am improving! Plus I didn’t protest when  Brian took away my drink.

Anyway, my knee and feet hurt now from excessive dancing. -_- Thank you Coleen for teaching me how to dance!

I’ve mentioned before that alcohol makes friends. True enough, I got to know a few more people yesterday. LoL. Most of them were foundation students, a year younger than me. Dunno come Monday they’ll still know me or not. =/

No pictures this time, as cameras weren’t allowed. There’s only one picture though, and it’s from Apple’s phone.

I think there’s already a flush on my face and the glint in my eye…tipsy. Mm. T’was my third drink methinks. Jack Daniels and Coke.

Footloose March 28, 2008

I feel so free now! Like as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders…all week I’ve been looking forward to now.

Why? I’ve finished most of my assignments and passed them up. Only one more presentation and assignment to go! I’ve gone through my Political Science test today (which fyi, I didn’t know what the heck I wrote even though it sounded pretty impressive =|)

And tonight! Tonight tonight. xD Another drinking party muahahahaha the alcoholic in me has been waiting for this night ever since I was told about it. Tonight we shall rule the streets! With our puke. Like Jonz said, we shall stand in a circle then, “1…2…3…puke!”

Perhaps I should prepare some soup to cure my hangover tomorrow. x)

Protected: i like you, and know just exactly why. March 27, 2008

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the anger i feel, leaving distaste in my mouth; like ashes from a fire March 26, 2008

i always feel like a fuck up when doing group assignments.

give me individual assignments any day, kthxbai.

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like drowning in a pool of darkness; helpless March 24, 2008

i felt it instantly when i stepped into the compounds of that house. the whole house was unlit; even the occupants who had their lights turned on looked like it was turned off from the outside. i wanted to wait for her outside, while squatting by the roadside. but it was drizzling, and the occasional people who walked past would look at me strangely, wondering, who this girl is, by the roadside, in the middle of the night.

so i waited inside. the car porch was empty, save for an old car and some scattered slippers. the curtains on the inside are a dark blue; thick, blocking out light from the inside. i stood around, watching my shadow in the orange of the streetlights. i’m afraid to look at my reflection on the car window, or the sliding doors. afraid that something else might be looking back at me.

she asks me to come inside to wait, as it’s cold outside and i do not have my jacket with me. i step inside the stranger’s house. of the faceless person whose name i know but not quite recognize the face. the living room is dark and gloomy. the house is quiet, except for a chinese song drifting from somewhere inside the house. it starts to drizzle heavily outside. i walk up the poorly lit staircase.

i waited in the common area, while she waited in the room for her work to be done. i sit on the chair, and observed my surroundings. there’s a feeling of uneasiness in me, something which i can’t quite place. what is it about this place that gives me the creeps? space is filled with too many things, but it’s not messy.

the scene in the common area looks like it has been cut out from a Japanese kitchen from one of those horror movies. small, and cramped. perhaps it’s the fact that there are too many plates and utensils around. perhaps it’s the fact that they used newspaper to lay the part below the sink. perhaps it’s the fact that there are too many plastic bags of multiple colours that are just chucked inside another plastic bag. perhaps it’s the oil stains on the laid newspaper. perhaps it’s the fact that they used an old tshirt as a table cloth. perhaps it’s the fact that they just draped their other table cloths on the side of the sink to dry. perhaps it’s their rug; a crumpled heap on the ground, which they refuse to straighten and is probably damp. or perhaps, it’s just the fact that their fluorescent light is just beside the ceiling fan, which makes shadows of the turning fan.

all these things. remind me of something. something i can’t quite place. their place isn’t exactly messy, nor is it sparkling clean. but there’s just something about it, that makes me feel uneasy. even from where i was sitting, i could see her friend’s room. too many pails. too many things under the bed. the duvet is too dark. why are the floors wooden, instead of tiles?

the house seems empty, though there are people living in it. the other housemates close their door, in their own world. as if they want to be left alone, to not be a part of the house.

that house is strange. i shall make a mental note not to step inside again, especially on a rainy night.

3.13am. it is time to sleep.

omg. i am hungry. March 23, 2008

i want T_T

shuffle. and play. March 23, 2008

Here’s a tag I found while blog hopping. I’ve done something like this before, but back then my playlist was totally different, so lets see how things’ll turn out now:

1. Describe yourself.
Your Body Is A Wonderland (John Mayer)

LOL. I wish.

2. How has the past 17 years been for you?
Look After You (The Fray)
Look after me? I guess I’ve been pretty looked after by my parents, being the only child.
3. Whats going on in your mind lately?
A Love To Kill (Lee Soo Young)
Hahahaha…though I want it pretty badly, I won’t go as far as to kill for it.

4. What has been a great influence to you?
With You (Chris Brown)
Hmm…no comment.

5. I am currently….
Boston (Augustana)
I’ve never been to Boston before. =/ Is it nice?

6. I want someone who is…
Bu De Bu Ai (Wilber Pan)
I’m chinese illiterate. What does that mean?

Edit: Just found out! Direct translation means cannot don’t want to love. LOL. Yeah I wouldn’t want someone who doesn’t want to love. xD

7. I can’t stand people who are…
My Immortal (Evanescence)
LOL. Okay this is funny. xD

8. What is better to do than to blog now?
Gimme More (Britney Spears)
Gimme more of what…?

9. My blog is all about…
Everybody’s Fool (Evanescence)
Hahahaha yeah well I guess I do make people look like a fool at times on my blog. xD

10. 10 years from now, I might be…
Escaping The Sun (Rain)
Why would I do that? I like the sun. =( Or maybe it means 10 years from now I’d prefer the night life more. xD

11. Shuffling is…
Open Arms (Journey)
Uhm. I guess arms will be open when you shuffle…

12. Foosball is
Apologize (One Republic & Timbaland)
How irrelevant. -_-

13. I love..
Angel Eyes (Jim Brickman)
Hahaha. I’d like to have angel eyes. xD

14. Whats your best pickup line?
My Valentine (Martina McBride & Jim Brickman)
o.O

15. Where did you put my wallet?
My Happy Ending (Avril Lavigne)
Hahaha. And what if I don’t have a happy ending?

16. What do you do when you see your ex pass by?
Shadow Of The Day (Linkin Park)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG. Yeah he’d be like the shadow of the day. xD

17. If I could turn back time, I would..
Sidewalk (Story Of The Year)
No comment. -_-

18. When you’re at the movies, and the couple behind you is making obscene noises, you would turn around and say…
Pictures Of You (The Long Goodnight)
Hahahahaha omg.

19. What are your preference on girls?
Sorry (Buckcherry)
Sorry, no comment lol.

20. Your favourite food at 12 midnight.
I Hate Everything About You (3 Days Grace)
Now, wouldn’t it be nice if there was a cocktail named like that? ^^

21. For the people out there who read this, I’d like to say…
Born To Be Alive (Polymarchs)
Hahaha yeah we weren’t born to be dead, so please appreciate your life kthxbai.

22. Describe your college life.
Wanna Talk (Rain)
Yeah a lotta talking’s involved in college/uni.

23. If you could say one last word to your loved one, what would it be?
Someday We’ll Know (New Radicals)
Aw.

24. What would you want for your next birthday present?
Black Humour (Jay Chou)
Hur…I don’t want no black humour for my birthday present please kthxbai.

25. I totally dislike…
By Myself (Linkin Park)
Erm. I totally dislike being by myself at times…

26. Favourite slogan…
What A Feeling (Variado)
Wrong.

27. I am going to…
Please Don’t Stop The Music (Rihanna)
No, please.

28. After you’ve played a game of football in the mud, you yell to your opponents..
Give You The World (The DEY)
That would be so weird.

29. If your life was was written in a book, the title of the book would be..
I Promise (Stacie Orrico)
Somehow that sounds so emo. xD

30. Describe your iTunes library.
Kiss Goodbye (Lee Hom)
No relations whatsoever.

31. Diet Coke is bad for health because..
Only Hope (Mandy Moore)
=.-

32. Whats your opinion on PDA (public display of affection)?
full metal alchemist [hagaren song file - alphonse elric] – rie kugimiya – ano yume no mukou he
Dunno what that means hahaha.

33. If someone you’ve been longing to talk to, brushes you off when you call him/her, what goes through your mind?
Never Too Late (3 Days Grace)
It’s never too late to talk to the person again…?

34. Why are you not studying now?
I Knew I Loved You Before (Savage Garden)
Erm. Real reason: Lazy.

35. If a girl kisses you, how would you feel?
青山テルマ feat.SoulJa – そばにいるね
Dunno what that means, but I’d be creeped out if a girl kissed me. =.=

Scariest. Experience. Ever. March 22, 2008

What I experienced just now was almost enough to make me not wanna go out so “early” in the morning to yumcha anymore. Almost. Almost.

It was bad enough that while yumcha-ing they were all talking about those ghost stuff. Then as we were walking back, we saw a pack of stray dogs. Barking. We know they’re vicious enough, ’cause just 2 days ago the same pack of dogs attacked our Bush.

Bush btw, is a stray dog that always escorts us out whenever we’re walking to the shops. Always. He’ll walk behind us, then walk ahead of us, and after a certain distance, stop and look back at us, as if to check if we’re okay.

But thankfully he wasn’t hurt during the attack ’cause we saw him just now and he looked fine.

Anyway, back to topic. There was only 5 of us, so we didn’t dare to walk past those pack of dogs. They’re vicious, ok? If there were more of us perhaps not so bad lah. So we had no choice but to take the longer way back, which is through the front guard house.

To get back inside Westlake through the front guard house, we’ll have to walk along the main road. Which poses another problem: mat rempits.

It’s quite a long walk back, but it didn’t feel that long ’cause we were talking and taking photos as well. Haha yeah, scared of mat rempits but yet have enough guts to camwhore. Lucky there wasn’t any extra things in the pictures, if you know what I mean.

At first two mat rempits passed by. We were so scared, we walked on the grass instead of the roadside. Plus we didn’t make any eye contact. A few cars passed by, and the people inside kept on staring at us. I mean, who wouldn’t; how strange would it be to see a couple of teenagers walking along the streets in the wee hours of the morning. One of us, I forgot who, joked that we should all wear the same colours then people would really be spooked out.

A couple of mat rempits passed by after that…it was scary. Everytime we heard the motorbike’s sound, we would quickly walk inner, on the grass. Then came the scariest part, a whole bunch of them mat rempits roared past, a few of them making cat calls at us. I was so. Fucking. Scared.

Thank goodness we reached inside Westlake safely. After reaching Westlake I felt so relieved, it was like I could breathe easy already.

Famous last words.

We were walking back to our house when we heard dogs barking. We were like shit shit the dogs are here. But actually, turns out it was just Bush and his girlfriend. -_- Bush was barking ’cause a motorcycle passed by. Seems like he doesn’t like them motorbikes, ’cause everytime one passes by he’ll chase after it and bark at it. o.O But anyway he (Bush) was so good, he left his girlfriend and walked us back. Lol.

Definitely a night to remember.

Pictures of Silly Kampar People:

Thanks Apple for the pictures! ^^

Geez March 22, 2008

Filling up scholarship forms are such a pain in the ass. How I wish I was rich and didn’t need to depend on these. How I wish I was more active in extra cocuricular activities during my secondary school years so that my testimonial was more colourful.

The most irritating part of applying for a scholarship is stating the referees. I…I…I HATE…HATE calling up people and pretend to make small talk with them before finally dropping the bombshell, “do you mind if I put you as my referee in my scholarship application form?”

Then they’d be thinking, “Oh, no wonder you’re so good call me and ask me how I am. Ada udang di sebalik batu rupanya.”

Luckily this time May and I agreed to put each other’s parents as the referee and then ask Dr Choo (the only lecturer we’re remotely close with) if he could be our other referee. Please please pray that he’ll say yes.

SIGH I’m so hungry right now. We called for delivery almost half an hour ago and they’re still not here. Filling up scholarship forms are not only a pain in the ass, but consumes a lotta energy as well.

Please please pray that I’ll get at least one of these scholarships so that I don’t need to apply for the most mafan of them all – PTPTN.