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In loving memory of James Khor.
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3 January 1989 – 1 November 2009
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You will be deeply missed.
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Sigh September 19, 2009
I have a decision to make. And I need to make it fast.
Actually, I don’t really know what to do.
Help me.
Year 2 Semester 1 – done May 14, 2009
I cannot believe that I’ve finally gotten through this semester. Undeniably, this was the toughest semester I’ve been through, but I know that the third year will be even tougher. This semester was a very memorable one. Davin came to live in Kampar, I participated in one of the biggest events in Kampar’s UTAR, I had my first group assignment conflict, I fell sick so many times, and I think I lost count of how frustrated I was this semester.
But amazingly, this semester flew by really fast. I know that as you grow up, your live goes by faster, but this was crazy fast. Too fast, in fact. Fourteen weeks just flew by like that. The first week was nothing; the second week, we were already pressured by our internships. Third week was a holiday. Then came the overflow of assignments, only two midterms, assignments, and then straight on to finals. I can’t believe that we had assignments up till week fourteen!
Then, there was the musical. So much time was spent perfecting it. I didn’t have a big part in making the musical a perfection; my role was only to make sure the tickets were selling, and keep track of it. Even then, the ones who made them really sell was the major people in the musical. So really, my part was really small. But it was fun doing it. :D I’m glad it turned out well.
Now that I’m on holiday, life feels a little more mundane. It’s so contradicting, when I’m in Kampar, I can’t wait to get back home. When I’m here, I feel like being in Kampar again.
Surprisingly, I haven’t been to a single drinking party this semester. Kind of sad.
I won’t be in Kampar this year till October. I’m having my internship for my next semester, and I’ll be interning for Cleo! Well, most probably anyway. I’ll miss the late nights out. Going upstairs to scare Apple. Stealing Kar May’s chocolate biscuits. Seeing her face when the cat comes into our house. Sleeping in. Most of all, I’m going to miss Davin. Although I said four months isn’t very long, and it’s just going to fly by when I get so busy interning, right now during my two week break I feel like I’m going to miss him a lot.
I’ll miss doing my assignments in his room. I seem to concentrate better and get more done cause he’ll always come by every once in awhile to nag at me if I’m doing something other than my assignment. I’ll miss the belly rubs. I’ll miss watching movies on my laptop with him. I’ll miss eating out with him. Sigh.
Four months should be very quick considering the half year I had last year waiting for him to come to Kampar, right? Just fourteen weeks. Fourteen weeks.
I just watched Gossip Girl episode 24 just now. A bit miffed that they didn’t show Georgina’s fantastic plan ( I mean, look at the ending of episode 23!!), but was really touched at Chuck’s gesture. At first I thought I downloaded the wrong show, cause I didn’t know who that ‘young Lily’ was. I can’t wait for the next one to come out!
Genting trip in the next post. :)
Sick as a dog March 3, 2009
Now I don’t know where that phrase came from. The last two nights were the worst nights of my life. The first night it was so hard for my to sleep because my hands and feet were icy cold even though I wore long pants and a long sleeved top. After two hours it was still icy cold so I put on socks and I slept with my hands wound around my neck cause that’s the warmest part of my body. I wished so much that someone would hold my hands to keep it warm while I slept sigh.
That was Sunday night. Then the next day I thankfully had only one class, but when I went to class I almost wanted to die because I was coughing nonstop and nearly puked from coughing. And then when I went out of class I couldn’t stop sweating. And Max said I looked like crap cause my hair was all matted to my forehead from the sweat and I had a purplish tinge under my eyes.
So I went home and I slept. Not after having the most tasteless lunch ever. Tofu, tofu, and french beans. Omg the curry chicken looked SO good but I couldn’t eat it. I hate being sick.
When I went home and slept I got a fever again. At night we celebrated Jeremy’s 21st birthday at Kim Keong. It was really fun, but the longer I stayed there the more I felt like dying. Went home, ate my medicine and thankfully started to sweat a little. I didn’t turn on the fan in my room, but I left the windows open. It’d been raining earlier so there was a really cool breeze. But as much as I tossed and turned I couldn’t fall asleep.
Haih, and all this while I wished I was in KL, because then my mother would be around and she’d know what to do to take care of me. :( I fell sick since last Friday and when I was in KL my mother immediately boiled for me this leong cha to drink. It was so nice. :(
I actually recovered from my fever on Saturday, but after I extracted my teeth on Sunday I got a fever again. At the same time I feel so sad over the loss of my two perfectly good teeth; now what’s left of it are two swollen, gaping holes. Next weekend another two gaping holes will appear. Sigh.
My cough medicine finished. And my cough is nowhere near being cured. Sigh sigh. And I skipped all my classes today.
Still the same February 17, 2009
That’s not my house she’s in. It’s my neighbour’s. She broke in, ergo the reversed cone.
I miss my Goldie.
I wish I could go back to see her. I know what her exact reactions will be. When she sees me, she’ll light up and that tail of hers will wag nonstop while her ears flatten in delight and she’ll immediately lie down to get a belly rub from me.
Sigh, how I miss her so. My mother told me she hasn’t been very well lately; her skin has sores from her scratching at it, hence the cone.
It made me feel a little bad; maybe if I was at home, I could’ve taken better care of her then she wouldn’t be having sores now. It hurts me inside to see her sore all over.
Yes I am emo-ing again. I finished my Illustrator in a hurry and was left with nothing to do. So I cleaned.
I swept my room. I washed the toilet bowl. I washed the sink. I washed the toothbrush holder. And I cleaned the bathroom floor.
And tonight I know I won’t be able to sleep again.
