Shira's Blog

Yet Another Final Destination Movie

2011-09-07T22:41:00.004+08:00

I went to watch Final Destination 5 with my friend today at the Miri cinema (there's only one, so I don't have to tell you which one). I remember the third and fourth installments of this series with only the vaguest memories of mindless gore and no plot, and had low expectations for the fifth movie. Besides, wasn't the fourth movie titled "THE Final Destination"? What could they possibly add to the series now? I guess you can say I only went to watch it out of habit. Plus movie tickets on Wednesday are only RM5 each, so if you're going to risk watching a crappy-to-average movie in the cinema, best to watch it then.

But I was pleasantly surprised. The movie was actually better than the last two movies, though not as good as the first two. There actually was some semblance to a plot, and the deaths were for the most part difficult to predict. As with the first two movies, there was a vague hint of supernatural forces at work; as quoted by the police inspector in the movie,"Five different systems had to have failed spectacularly for that to have happened!" (or something along the lines of that. My memory isn't good enough to quote verbatim et literatim >_>)

The ending was quite predictable though. But after all, few horror movies have unpredictable endings. I was satisfied anyway with how the movie managed to tie in with the previous movies.

Overall, I thought it was a pretty decent movie. Even the problematic cinema didn't give too much trouble today... the worst glitch that happened was that the sound disappeared for a few seconds prior to someone's death. Don't you just love that? Sometimes it's enough for me to miss the cinemas back in Ipoh.

So, end verdict: if you like the Final Destination franchise in general, this movie is worth a watch. At least, it got me blogging again, didn't it?

Fireworks

2010-12-31T11:50:00.003+08:00

This. Is. EPIC.

I'm never gonna listen to that song the same way again. Or for that matter, take Voldemort seriously anymore. If you happen to hear some idiot humming Fireworks at the theatre when they screen Deathly Hallows Part 2, that would be me. XD

Speaking of fireworks, going to KLCC tonight to watch the fireworks with my family, as we do every year.

And btw, New Year resolutions, I have none. If I really want or intend to do something, I don't need a list to remind me. Just do it when you want to do it - you don't need to wait for the new year before you do something about your dreams.

And on that note, Happy New Year peeps!

Blog..? Whazzat?

2010-12-23T22:30:00.004+08:00

I used to love this thing, and now... I don't know what to do with it. *pokes*

I somehow feel like starting over, but... I'm just too damned lazy.

I'll write something interesting. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next week. Maybe never.

I don't think anybody still follows my blog, but wouldn't it be funny if they did?

They'd be like... "zomg! After 10,000 years, she finally updated her blog!"

And then they'd come here and be like, "wtf... that's all??"

Mwahahahahaha. In my dreams.

Welcome to Miri

2010-05-01T09:45:00.004+08:00

Welcome back the world of the living, o blog of mine. Let's hope this resurrection lasts longer than the last one did.

The past month has been a hectic swirl of new faces and places, and just now I'm finally starting to get a firm foothold in yet another small town. First Tronoh/Ipoh, now Miri. Lolz. I guess it's an interesting experience, though.

Basic amenities are finally in place: I have a house that I'm renting with two other girls. The house is a four bedroom semi-d (though the fourth bedroom is little more than a storeroom), located in the company's housing area. The houses are all painted a dismal green colour, I suppose to match the company colour. It gives the houses a somewhat gloomy look from the outside, but then again it makes the houses really easy to find. Lolz.

I've got my broadband, but the connection is really slow in that area, so I rarely get online nowadays. Saaaad. I tend to bring my laptop to the office nowadays, and then surf a little before office hours or during lunch, if I happen not to have so much work to do that day.

And I just got my car a couple of days ago, a little white Viva that I've named Alba. She's a cute little thing, slightly bigger than Georgina (my Kelisa, now Nina's). I was hoping to buy a Myvi actually, but I needed a car fast, and cheap. And so Alba it was. I got her within less than a week after I ordered her. Kind of funny though, that I bought her with about the same consideration as one would in buying a handbag. Not that I've ever bought a handbag before. Tralalala.

Most importantly, I now have my own means of transportation. Mobility is extremely important, as there aren't any stores within convenient walking distance from home or office. And it's not fun having to rely on other people for transport when I'm so used to getting things done myself. And now I can also work later or come to the office on weekends if I need to, apparently a common practice in my department. Sad.

Owh, speaking of which. Office hours in Miri are rather odd. 7.30am-4.30pm daily. School starts as early as 6am. Caused me some puzzlement when I first arrived, but then I guess it makes sense because we're actually in a different time zone here, about an hour's difference from Peninsular Malaysia. The time is standardized so that it's the same all over Malaysia regardless of actual time zone though. >__>

Currently, I am back home in Subang for the weekend until Tuesday, because I have to attend a training program at KLCC for a couple of days. Am going out for a movie with my boyfriend and my siblings in a while, and I'm looking forward to going to the cinema for the first time in weeks.

Shopping in Miri is practically nil, and the little that there is, isn't worth buying anyway because it tends to be more expensive. Which makes shopping at home all the more tempting, considering that I rarely get the chance to get back. *sobs* I could use a pretty pair of shoes, because my heels are looking rather old and worn out. I could use a new bottle of perfume, since I've none left. I could use a couple of t-shirts, cause I don't seem to have enough. I could use a thumbdrive, since I don't have one. But I have to hold off buying these things for the time being. Not enough money to spare, especially not after the downpayment for the car. *sigh*

Self-control, Shira. You have to spend money responsibly. And since when were you the shopping type anyway? Hmmph.

Ohh crap. I'm supposed to be getting ready to go out. Until next time~~

Hello World

2010-02-05T18:00:00.003+08:00

No, this is not an introduction to programming class.

Just wanted to inform you that I am not dead. Still very much alive and breathing, for the moment at least.

The reason I haven't been updating much is.. well, what is there to write about? I used to write about things that I felt were at least amusing, but there doesn't seem to be anything much that I find amusing anymore.

Someone told me that my blog is depressing lately. haha... I guess it can't be helped, seeing as how I have been depressed a lot lately.

On the other hand, this past week or so I've been feeling happy, with more than a slight tinge of adrenalin rush. So expect slightly more cheerful posts from now on..?

I can't write about what's been going on with me lately though... a lot of it is too personal. And there are plenty of things that I don't want the whole world to know.

Maybe I should just quit blogging after all, since there's nothing much I can write about anyway.

We'll see.

Cure Me

2010-01-31T13:40:00.001+08:00

I wish there was a cure. I wish there was some magical drug or medicine that I could take. Pop two pills a day, and away goes the misery, the heartache.

No more missing you constantly. No more thinking about you all the time. No more wishing, wondering, 'what if?'

No more laying in bed at 3am, staring at the ceiling and desperately hoping to fall asleep, thinking and thinking and thinking.

No more remembering, no more sifting through memories, trying to find sense or reason or meaning in them, wondering what it all meant.

No more hoping.

And then I can just go back to how I was before, and I can move on with my life.

I wish there was a cure for love.

I am getting sappier and sappier. Someone please kill me now and put me out of my misery before I turn into a spinless jellyfish. =__=

Do You Know?

2010-01-27T14:18:00.005+08:00

Returning briefly from my hiatus to be a little random here:

He knows. And now I know that he knows... but he doesn't know that I know that he knows.

Well, maybe he knows that I know that he knows, though I have no way of knowing for sure... but that would just be totally messed up, because I don't want him to know that I know that he knows, since I have no way of knowing what happens after that. And when he knows that I know that he knows that I know that he knows... then that will be just completely fubar.

Or we can just continue ignoring it like we always have, and pretend neither of us knows anything. Yes, that is the best after all.

Have I lost you yet? lolz

On Hiatus...

2010-01-25T11:45:00.003+08:00

...until further notice.

Because this blog sucks.

Because I'm bored and uninspired, and I can't he half-assed to write anymore.

Maybe one day, when I get my funny bone back. Or maybe I can just delete this blog and start over. I don't feel much like being a koala anymore, anyway.

See ya~

I Don't Understand...

2010-01-19T22:23:00.001+08:00

... why I have to order my transcript from UTP. Doesn't every student need their transcript? Can't they print it out beforehand, instead of making us go to them, order it, then come back a week later to get it? What the heck is that, anyway? =__=

Confession

2010-01-19T10:18:00.002+08:00

When I was a kid, I used to get into trouble with my mum a lot. She always used to say, I was incurably selfish.

I didn't mean to be, nor did I want to be selfish... so I tried being nice to everyone, as much as I could. But being nice is something that doesn't come naturally to me, I guess. However hard I tried, I always fuck up somehow or the other in the end.

I guess people like me aren't meant to love, and be loved, because I just don't know how to. I guess I don't deserve it. Even the friends that I have now, I wonder sometimes how or why they put up with me.

But I'm tired... really tired. Tired of trying to be nice, trying to stop being selfish. Forcing yourself to be something you're not is hard. And maybe I should be more selfish, after all. Because I'm hurting myself trying not to step on other people's toes.

And two days ago, I realised something important about myself, something that I've been trying to run away from for the past two years or so, maybe longer. I'm not going to run away from it anymore, and I'm going to accept it. And hopefully, by accepting it I can overcome it... and let it go.

I give up trying to be a better person. I'm not even a person, I'm just a mess.

Addiction

2010-01-17T18:15:00.001+08:00

This made me smile when I saw it. I wish so too!

Sourced from PostSecret.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

2010-01-16T00:39:00.003+08:00

I was just remembering the movie, and how convenient it was that one could wipe clean one's memory of a particular person, erase every single memory of an entire relationship.

I kind of wished for a while that I could do that... but it's silly. I deleted all the miscellaneous messages on my phone that I'd been saving since Day One, and it was painful. I tried to delete all the photos we took together, the song he wrote me... and even that I couldn't do, and it's all sitting around somewhere on my hard disk. I have no idea if I'll ever be able to bring myself to delete them. I can't even begin to imagine how hard it would be to work up the nerve to physically erase whole memories.

But I guess it wouldn't be a good thing after all, would it? We're supposed to learn from our experiences... and things happen for a reason, anyway. It would all have been so pointless if it's just something you do, and then forget about after... as though it was something so meaningless, which it definitely wasn't. And even though it's painful now, I know I'll treasure those memories, always. I have no regrets.

I have no idea why I'm suddenly thinking so hard about a movie I watched years ago. I must be going quite mad, lolz. I guess I just need to sleep, which I shall do soon. goodnight~

Results

2010-01-15T17:57:00.002+08:00

Results are out! Well, they were actually out last night, but I slept early and missed all the excitement and commotion. I woke up this morning and logged on to facebook, only to see 'congratulations' and 'I've graduated!' all over people's walls.

Despite the fact that I am an unemployed bum nowadays, I have difficulty staying asleep for longer than 8 hours. So when I slept at 12:05am last night, it was 8:05am when I got up. Exactly. And then I was sitting in front of my pc for a good hour or two, trying to work up the nerve to check my results.

Don was supposed to check mine for me and vice versa, like we usually do... but since it was still early in the morning, it wasn't possible for him to check for me, as he was still fast asleep. =__= I waited... and waited... and thought about checking it myself, but never mind, Don promised... he promised... in the end I asked someone else to check for me. lolz

So in the end my grades were alright after all... Not spectacular, but not horrible either.. just alright. lolz I am the epitome of mediocrity.

So... now what? My sponsor finally called me to inform me of my interview, which will be on the 27th. Am nervous! But at least I have a week to prepare... get all my documents in order, scrub my general knowledge so that it's up to date, do some light reading... heiihh.

At the moment, I'm really just killing time until I go to fetch Hasif from tuition in a bit. Yay.

... Sometimes I miss those days when I wasn't afraid to just write whatever I wanted to on my blog without bothering to censor. It seems like nowadays everything I think or feel about, is stuff that I can't write about, because it's somewhat sensitive. Hence I started a diary. But it's been a while since I touched that, too. ah well.

Let's Try Something New..?

2010-01-13T21:27:00.003+08:00

So I realised lately while talking to my friends, there are a whole bunch of things that I've never done or tried... and now that it's a new year, I'm going to try them! My life motto is, after all, to try (almost) anything once! Credit goes to Illy for suggesting this list~ =)

#1: Learn to ride a bicycle

I've never had the chance to ride one before. My super-protective parents never let me venture outside the house as a kid, so I never got to learn. The most I did was ride on a tricycle round and round the driveway until I was too big to sit on it anymore. =__= I am also quite tired of people giving me looks of disbelief when I tell them I can't ride a bike, and I'm also tired of Don making fun of me for it. Dammit I wanna learn! ... Anyone willing to loan me their bicycle at the risk of it being scratched badly..? >__>

#2: Try roller-blading

Same as #1... never had the chance to try.

#3: Go on a picnic

The last time I went on a picnic, my age was in single-digits.. lolz Would like to go on one again, this time with friends... on a date would be nice too, but I don't see that as being achievable in the near future, lolz

#4: Fly a kite

I never got to play with one as a kid (my childhood was spent almost entirely indoors). Then I used to see people flying kites in UTP and wanted very badly to try it, but somehow it never happened. One of those little promises that people make, but never end up fulfilling... it's too late for that now, I guess. aaaargh, I'm not going to think about that again, won't, won't won't...

#5: Taman Tasik Perdana

I don't think I've been there before. Driven by plenty of times, but never actually been there. Would very very much like to go! And come to think of it, the planetarium and the museums and whatever miscellaneous attractions in KL... yes, I want to go to those too. Petrosains I can skip, I've been there so many times (plus I used to volunteer there) that I've practically memorized the whole thing, haha.

#6: Island holiday

Would be nice to go on one with friends, since I've never been on a proper one before... lolz. This one won't be any time soon though... Wait until I've gotten a job though, else there'd be no funds for the trip!

Ok, there are probably a lot more things that I want to put on the list... I just can't think of any right now lolz. Any suggestions are welcome~

Outdoors

2010-01-12T21:24:00.004+08:00

Lately all I've been blogging about is the music I'm listening to. I'm lacking inspiration to blog, but music I can never get tired of.

And zomg, I stumbled across this today. I freaking love Jason Mraz's music, and this adaptation for Sesame Street is just too adorable XD

Numbers

2010-01-12T12:28:00.003+08:00

Three days from now, a list of numbers will be released that shall quantify the 'value' and 'knowledge' of UTP students, including those of us who have (unofficially) graduated, and will be needing those numbers to apply for careers with various companies.

Needless to say, I am scared shitless.

First Love

2010-01-11T12:34:00.002+08:00

I can't sing along to this song anymore without bursting into tears halfway through. Gawd I'm such a sap =___=

I Think I'm In Love

2010-01-08T17:48:00.003+08:00

This video totally made my day. This guy is awesome!

Most random medley ever. Can you even call it a medley? hahaha

Already Gone

2010-01-08T10:08:00.006+08:00

It's a bleak and dreary morning today, absolutely devoid of sunshine. I guess it's going to rain this afternoon.

I've gotten my internet connection back as of yesterday, but still there isn't much that I can blog about. I generally like to post up things that are amusing on this page, but lately it seems that there isn't much that I find amusing. My mood is often much like the weather is today.

Sorry for the bland tone, but today is just one of those days. I didn't even feel like getting out of bed, and would have been content to curl up in a ball and go back to sleep... but then I just couldn't go back to sleep, for whatever reason.

Lately, I've been listening to this song: Already Gone, by Kelly Clarkson. It's amazing how I feel sad to the point of wanting to cry every time I hear this song, and yet still want to listen to it repeatedly. I must be some kind of sick masochist.

I guess there are few people who haven't heard this song yet, seeing as they overplay it on the radio... but here it is, anyway. Listen to the lyrics properly, if you haven't already.

The music video doesn't do much for me, though. I think it had the potential to be a real tear-jerker... but invisible violin players aren't something that can make you cry, though >__> I kind of wish the music video had been something with a storyline... remember Because I'm A Girl by Kiss? I know guys who cried watching that video... and they don't even know what the lyrics mean!

owh well. Here's the live version instead, I love it better.

Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye

Even with our fists held high
It never would've worked out right
We were never meant for do or die

I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hurt you, now I can't stop

I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone

Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you want to cry

Started with a perfect kiss then we could feel the poison set in
Perfect couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go

I want you to know that it doesn't matter
Where we take this road someone's gotta go
And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on so I'm already gone

I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right when you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on so I'm already gone

Happy New Year!

2009-12-31T15:32:00.003+08:00

I'm a good 9 hours early, but I won't be able to get access to internet again tomorrow, so here's an early wish to everyone!!

2009 was a so-so year, I guess. But it taught me a lot, and I think I grew up just a little, lolz. Here's hoping that 2010 will bring me a job, and independence! Love... can wait. haha

New Year's Resolution for 2010: I will stop being clingy!!

I realised recently (yes, recently. I'm that oblivious.) that I am absurdly clingy. My life feels incomplete if I do not have somebody to give me attention. =__= I guess my realising it only now is probably a bit too late, I know I've annoyed my friends half to death with my clingy-ness. But better late than never, riiiight??

And so goodbye clingy Shira, hello to independent Shira..? lolz I shall try my best, but it won't happen overnight.

Owh, and about my internet. My internet connection at home is simply not working. at. all. My Dad is fixing it, since I'm too lazy and bimbo to bother with it. Something to do with the wiring, I believe. And my mum's OCD-ness means that no way in hell will anyone come into the house to fix anything.

Our house is soo sad right now. We have only one functioning toilet in the whole house, and the water heater stopped functioning. We now bathe everyday with ice cold water from a hose. >__> But, no matter what, NO REPAIRMEN OR OUTSIDERS OF ANY KIND INSIDE THE HOUSE. sigh.

Can't wait to move house!! lolz

And so the internet problem shall persist until my dad finds an alternative. In the meantime, I just make use of whatever random wireless connection I can find. Lately I've been accessing the internet from places like Starbucks, our club, Old Town... lolz

Today I'm accessing the internet from Mandarin Oriental's businesss centre. The internet connection is complimentary here for "Club guests", whatever that means. I only understand "internet" and "complimentary". hahahaha

My mum booked us a room here - we're going to watch the fireworks at KLCC tonight from the comfort of our room, instead of squishing in with the crowd like sardines in a can, as we've been doing for the past few years. lolz In the meantime, we've already checked in, and are making full use of the hotel facilities.

Gotta go soon, though. Mum absolutely insisted we use ALL the hotel facilities - which means Hasif is going to be dragging my sorry ass (which has grown double its regular size from bumming around the house all the time) to the gym, and Nina is dragging me to the swimming pool after that. lolz

Again, Happy New Year everyone!!

Goodbye, Cruel World

2009-12-25T12:42:00.001+08:00

Internet down. Am resorting to using net on whatever free wi-fi I can find, be it Starbucks or Old Town or random coffeeshops. Saaaad.

Owh, and my battery is dying out now. Just a quick update before my laptop diiiiiiieeeessssss....

I'm Yours

2009-12-14T22:39:00.001+08:00

This kid is sooo freakin' cute!! XD

A Little Birdie Told Me...

2009-12-13T17:53:00.001+08:00

... that if I'm too lazy to update my blog, there's always Twitter.

Follow me, and you shall receive (hopefully) more frequent updates. lolz

Maaaaaybe.

Why I Hate Twilight

2009-12-10T00:19:00.003+08:00

Warning: This is a very long rant.

Twilight used to make me think of couples walking home hand in hand, after watching the sunset together. Of families packing up to go home after a fun-filled day at the beach. Of birds flying home to roost after a day of flying about finding food for their young. But mostly of the sky, that glorious, beautiful sky tinged with the last traces of sunset. I remember staring into that sky countless times when I was younger, waiting for my parents to pick me up from school. It was never the same sky, ever. It was always changing, each sunset and subsequent twilight more beautiful than the next, even over the rooftops of this over-populated town.

But not anymore.

Now the word brings to mind hordes of squealing teenage girls with raging hormones and single-digit IQs, mindlessly worshipping idols in the form of sparkly, paedophilic bloodsuckers, or boys with overdeveloped bodies who cannot afford clothing and walk around shirtless all the time. Over-commercialization of tweenage wet dreams has completely ruined for me any romanticism that I could derive from twilight.

My first encounter with this book series occurred when my sister bought the books. All four books of the series, in fact. She had just started reading them, as they were the latest fad among her schoolmates, and she wanted to see what the hype was about. She was halfway through the third book by then, and was raving on and on about the characters, of the descriptions of good-looking males in the books.

Not entirely averse to good-looking males myself, I picked up the first book in the series, Twilight. I generally have a policy of finishing books that I start, however unbearable they may seem at first. But after reading the first few chapters, I gave up. The main character was very unlikeable. So far that I read, all of it was about her. How she hated her life. How she hated her new home. How she couldn’t relate to the people who were trying to befriend her, because she was too good for them. Whine, whine, whine. Nothing but teenage angst babble. I couldn’t tolerate teenage angst even from Harry Potter, why would I put up with it from this bimbo? And so far no traces of an interesting plot whatsoever. The writing style was as creative as a secondary school essay, and I could derive no pleasure from it.

I then put down the book and laughed, telling Nina I just couldn’t finish it. This book is too tweeny for me, I told her. You go on ahead, I don’t think I can.

Then the movie came out. My sister and her friend dragged me to the cinema to watch it with them. It was... an interesting experience. The girls in the cinema made very loud and obvious sounds whenever the leading male character appeared on screen. The dialogue made me wince, it was so cheesy. The cast had way too much makeup on; although it did add to the whole undead people feel, I still failed to find any of the characters attractive. And... sparkling vampires? Calling them gay would be an insult to the homosexual community.

Then the movie approached what I thought would be the climax: the showdown between the hero and the villain. The big fight scene. And so it happens. They toss each other around for what seems like five seconds, and then... nothing? The female lead faints, and when she wakes up, the villain is dead? Ahh yes. So this is what they call a cock block, or blue balls.

I left the theatre in a state of disbelief. Wow, I thought. This is a bestselling series? But maybe the movie didn’t do the books justice, as is often the case with movies based on books.

I went home and picked up Twilight again, this time reading through the whole book. There was little difference in the story, none of any significance anyway.

But maybe the story picks up in the other books, I thought. And I picked up New Moon.
More of the same. The main female character is a spineless, anti-feminist, angsty, pathetic excuse for what you would expect of a female of this time and age. A poor example for girls today. Your man leaves you, so you crumple into a ball and refuse to go on with your life. Mope for months on end, go on suicidal rampages, wander into dark and lonely places in the hopes that your hero will come and save you from the scary potential rapists. Indeed.

And as the book went on, there was more harakiri-inducing monologue, more angst, more of the same tedium. Then Meyer started a build-up to some sort of climax. Again, the anticlimax. Again, the promise of more interesting things to come in the later books. But I had had enough.
Nina eventually reached the end of the series, and complained to me about the ending. Finally, after all the build-up towards what is supposedly the ultimate climax, the battle to end all battles... there is nothing? All the characters get together, there is world peace, and bunnies and rainbows and sparkly people reign supreme. It’s as if Voldemort came to Hogwarts with his Death Eaters to tell Harry he’s sorry for all the bad, wicked things that he’s done, turned himself in, and then proceeded to do community service. It’s as if Frodo arrived at Sauron’s front gate, and Sauron surrendered without a fight. It’s as if... ahhhh, you get the idea.

And so, Nina lamented the money and time she’d spent on the Twilight series, and moved on to reading other things. She now happily joins in whenever I bash Twilight or Stephenie Meyer. As does her friend who had watched Twilight with us, and was previously obsessed with it herself.

It really annoys me to no end that this crap is popular. There are other books that are more deserving of popularity than this. And yet this. Urgh.

Someone recently tried to persuade me to go watch New Moon before criticizing it. FYI, I did not criticize the New Moon movie, as I haven’t watched it. I merely criticized the Twilight series in general. But I have no desire whatsoever to spend a single ringgit to go watch the movie. I already know the story, from reading the book. And from what I’ve heard, the only attraction is the Jacob character and his impressive abs. I have no interest in that particular actor, nor do I find any interest in abs (what are they useful for?). Therefore, I have no reason to watch the movie. End of discussion.

Even Stephen King criticized Stephenie Meyer, saying that she cannot write worth a damn. And he should know what he’s talking about. Numerous books of his have been bestsellers, and a large number of them have been made into movies. The literary awards he has won are numerous as well. He has been penning bestsellers since 1974. That’s over 30 years worth of bestsellers, to compare with Meyer’s four measly books. Jealousy is not a factor here.

King also made comparisons with J.K. Rowling, praising her writing skills over Meyer’s lack of them. No denying Rowling’s Harry Potter books have also made millions. I re-read her books recently, and noted with interest the difference in writing style from her first book to the last in the series. Her writing started out weak, but she got much better at it as the series went on. Consistently though, she had an excellent story. Meyer has neither the skills nor the story, and that’s where the difference lies.

Read carefully the physical description of her vapid main character, and then Google up her picture. You’ll find that the description matches Meyer’s physical appearance exactly. Yes, the book series is based off herself and her fantasies. One woman’s fantasy is another woman’s nightmare, and I’d rather not fantasize about sparkly vampires with unoriginal pickup lines and a dead sense of humour (not to mention a paedophilic interest in a girl over 100 years his junior).

Therefore, I will probably not pick up any of her books again (never say never, you might live to regret it), unless of course she writes the bestseller we’ve all been waiting for: ‘How to Write Over-Commercialized Crap and Make Millions’.

Cosplay?

2009-12-09T00:25:00.004+08:00

I was randomly surfing, browsing cosplay photos (because I'm that bored). And then I found this.

Mind. Fucked.

o__O

How? How?? Her every strand of hair is exactly the same!!

Another cosplay lookalike that is also freakishly similar:

But if you think all cosplay is this cute, you're wrong. Dead wrong.

Here's one example of epic phail cosplay:

More here and here (if you're brave enough). I would've posted up some, but I didn't want to rape your eyes. Thank me, I'm so kind.

Okay, okay. Slutty cosplay girls? You want? Yes? See them here, here, and here.

Temptation, Anyone?

2009-12-08T18:26:00.002+08:00

Today I went to buy pizza. The parking lots were all full, so I ended up parking in front of a fitness centre.

On my way back from the pizza place, I walked past the fitness centre again. And then I noticed the few people running on treadmills, facing the street.

Grinning, I walked past them, carrying my 14-inch pizza proudly.

I felt evil. And very happy. XD

Why No Updates?

2009-12-07T22:37:00.003+08:00

Here's a sample of my daily activities:

10:00am:
Wake up.

11:00am:
Am still lounging around in my pyjamas, playing Farmville and Mafia Wars on Facebook.

12:00pm:
By this time, I will have showered, and will be playing Farmville and Mafia Wars on Facebooks.

1:00pm:
At this time, I will still be playing Farmville and Mafia Wars on Facebook.

2:00pm:
Lunch.

3:00pm:
After washing up after lunch, I will continue playing Farmville and Mafia Wars on Facebook.

4:00pm: By this time, I will have run out of things to do on Facebook. I will take a break by playing Mahjong Titans. Or reading a storybook (currently The Time Traveler's Wife).

5:00pm:
Still playing Mahjong Titans, and/or reading that storybook.

6:00pm:
Umm, yes. Still more of the same.

7:00pm:
Mum's home. Time to help out in the kitchen.

8:00pm:
Dinner time.

9:00pm:
Chores!

10:00pm:
Resume Farmville and Mafia Wars.

11:00pm:
Still playing Farmville and Mafia Wars.

12:00am:
Read a storybook (currently The Story of Edgar Sawtelle).

1:00am:
Sleep.

On certain days, I have the joy of picking up Nina from school after one of her SPM papers (she has two of those left, this Wednesday and next Tuesday), or sending Hasif to his piano classes (every Wednesday). On weekends we go out for lunch, then grocery shopping.

You shall by now comprehend that I have no life, and therefore nothing to blog about.

=__=

SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF THIS HOUSE.

Who Reads Twilight?

2009-12-07T10:22:00.004+08:00

I was at the Times bookstore in Bangsar Village yesterday, and Nina called my attention to something interesting.

The Twilight series was placed under the section 'Children Ages 9-12'.

How appropriate.

I also find it amusing that this Taylor person has a photo book. A male gravure model? I guess it's only fair. lolz

Shoes

2009-11-29T23:16:00.004+08:00

I was reading this manhwa (Korean manga, or graphic novel) called Mana by Vin Lee. It's rather interesting, about shamans and spirits, as well as Korean folklore and superstitions.

In one particular chapter, one of the mentioned superstitions caught my eye.

"Don't give shoes to your boyfriend/girlfriend as gifts, because they will run away and leave you."

I remember Don told me this before. I always assumed it was a Chinese superstition, since he told it to me... but it's actually Korean? Don, when did you become Korean? lolz

edit: ok, this superstition also has Chinese origins. haha. see this website here for more interesting superstitions about taboo gifts.

I'm not really superstitious... (ok, this is a lie. >__>) But.. yeah. I really believe this one is true now! Never ever ever ever buy me shoes. Once was enough, I believe it now! T__T

Other superstitions regarding shoes:

- If you dream about losing your shoes, that means you're going to lose your virginity (got that from the same manhwa)

- If you throw your shoes on the floor and they land bottom-side up, it's bad luck. (origin unknown)

- A single woman may never marry if someone sweeping the floor brushes her shoes with the broom (Mexican)

- It is bad luck to put new shoes on the bed/table... something to do with dressing a corpse for a funeral (Scottish)

If you know any more superstitions related to shoes, or just any other interesting superstitions in general, do drop a comment, I'd like to know about it too~

-

I Can Totally Relate...

2009-11-29T11:37:00.003+08:00

... to these lyrics.

What do you do with a B.A. in English,
What is my life going to be?
Four years of college and plenty of knowledge,
Have earned me this useless degree.

I can't pay the bills yet,
'Cause I have no skills yet,
The world is a big scary place.

But somehow I can't shake,
The feeling I might make,
A difference,
To the human race.

... and these.

Purpose,
it's that little flame
that lights a fire
under your ass.

Purpose,
it keeps you going strong
like a car with a full
tank of gas.

Eveeryone else has
a purpose
So what's mine?

I definitely have to actually watch Avenue Q for reals someday. It's kind of sad that I've practically memorized the soundtrack, but have never seen the actual Broadway performance. Darrrrnnn. One day. One day!

In the meantime, I'm sitting bored at home, not knowing what to do. Unemployment, urgh. There's only so many pages of MLIA I can read in one day. I'm bored!! Think I might be able to find a part-time job in retail, or be a secretary somewhere for a couple of months until I get a real job? heeeihhh.

I Feel A Change Coming

2009-11-24T23:54:00.004+08:00

I'm still in UTP, although I was originally supposed to go home on Tuesday (today).

It started with the plan. And then the plan went wrong.

We were supposed to go to Pangkor island immediately after our last final paper, on Sunday. And then come back the following day, chill out and pack. Then go back on Tuesday.

But. Plans never go quite how you like them to.

On Sunday afternoon after the paper, we had our obligatory photo session, then lunch at Taman Maju. And then we went back to our rooms, presumably to "pack".

But by the time we had done all of that, we realised that it was way too late. If we had left for Pangkor then (it was 3pm), we would've reached there much too late to spend much time at the beach, or to do anything. And so we postponed the trip to Monday, and my going home was postponed to Wdnesday.

Monday came, and we finally got to go to Pangkor. Despite it being so near to UTP (about an hour's drive, which can be considered near la), I had never been there in all my four-and-a-half years there. Nothing much to tell about the trip, we basically just hung out and chilled. We probably ate more than we swam or anything, lolz.

When we left the island around noon today (Tuesday), none of us felt like going back to UTP immediately. So off we went to Ipoh to retrieve Don's repaired phone, eat our last hor fun, and (finally) watch 2012. 2012 was awesome, btw. XD

And I just got back to my room about an hour ago. And I still have a tonne of things to pack. And I haven't settled my claim forms with ESU. And I still have clearance to do. Argh.

If I can settle all these things by tomorrow, then goody, I'm going home tomorrow evening. Else, I guess Thursday morning it is. >__> Nina and Hasif threatened to kick my ass for coming home so late, but it's not like I can help it. Besides, I'll be home for a loooong time after this, and I'm never going to see this place again. I know I said a billion times before that this place sucks, but a major part of my life was here, and I will miss it when I'm gone.

* * * * *

In other news, I feel a change happening. For the better or for the worse, I cannot say. But it had to happen I guess.

Life happens. And nothing stays the same. A lot of things are coming to an end now for me, and I feel lost, uprooted, abandoned, hopeless. But I will survive somehow, because I have to. And end signifies the beginning of something new. Hopefully, that something new will be good.

Hopefully.

I think...

2009-11-22T03:07:00.001+08:00

I love Hafez because he's the only person who has ever made me feel like I'm good enough just the way that I am.

Warning: Insomnia Alert

2009-11-19T04:13:00.002+08:00

Thanks to what Don dubbed "the 3 Days of Hell", my biological clock is officially messed up. My bedtime is now 5pm-10pm, and after that I can't get a wink of sleep to save my life. Maybe around 7am I might get into bed and sleep, but then I'll wake up around 11am or 12pm to get lunch and schtuff.

It's 4:14am now, and I'm as wide awake as if it was 4 in the afternoon! =___=

And I'm bored out of my mind. There's only so many rounds of Farmville, Fishville, Zombie Wars and Mafia Wars I want to play. (The number of facebook apps I've added is insane >__>)

Studying? Ah, yes, that too. But ever since the 3 Days of Hell ended, I've been put into a sort of traumatic state, whereby the symptoms are lethargy and a severe phobia of textbooks.

Plus, my next paper is on Sunday, which seems sooo far away after dealing with three papers back to back. And it's Corporate Communications. What do you study for Corporate Communications? I've seen her tips. This isn't a read-memorize-vomit paper. This is a crap-for-two-pages-per-question paper. Like, goreng tahap maksima kind of paper. There isn't much to study!

And now I'm hyper. Hyper hyper hyper whee~~~~~

I'm so hyper I can bounce up and down, and run around, and do jumping jacks, and karaoke at the top of my voice, andandandandand... but I won't. Because my roommate has her final final paper tomorrow, and she needs to sleep. Good luck Reen!! And good luck all IFM-ers!!

Hyper. Hyper. Oo, whazzat? I think I just saw a blip on my screen. Oh, no, just my imagination, saying hi. Hi, imagination!! I love your hat, where did you get it? Purple velvet with a green polka dot ribbon and a giant sunflower, how lovely. And is that a Channel handbag? Or a Louis Mutton? I think your Jojo Airmani dress is a bit off, though.

... And this is me being high on teh ais. I'd hate to see me being high on weed. Make a note to never, ever let me try that. >__>

Hmm, what now? Gossip Girl? Final Fantasy 6? ahh, Gossip Girl episode 10, transfer la cepat.

The worst part of insomnia is that there's nobody to bug now that it's this early in the morning. Even people who stay up really late are asleep by now. Hmmph.

I'm bored, and you're boring. Because you're probably asleep while I'm writing this, and by the time you're awake and reading this, I won't be in the mood to play anymore. Hmmph.

SOMEBODY ENTERTAIN ME!!!

I'd Lie

2009-11-19T00:06:00.005+08:00

I don't think that passenger seat
has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
I count the colours in his eyes

He'll never fall in love, he swears
as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong

And I don't think it ever croseed his mind,
he tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favourite songs

And I can tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He looks around the room,
innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized
for so long?

He sees everything black and white
Never lets nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I can tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He stands there then walks away
My God, if I could only say
"I'm holding every breath for you..."

He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up, is
"My God he's beautiful"
So I put on my makeup and pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you, his favourite colour's green
He loves to argue, oh and it kills me
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
But if you ask me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

* * * * *

Been listening to this song a lot, my favourite Taylor Swift song. A lot of her songs are about unrecquited love, I've noticed. And a lot of songs I like are about unrecquited love, I've noticed as well. >__> owh well.

I'd post up a youtube video here so you can listen to the song... but then UTP has blocked Youtube. Again. Rawr. Just you wait UTP, just you wait. You'll be sorry but your tears will be too late. You'll be broke and I'll have broadband, will I help you don't be funny... ok, phail parody wtf. >__>

tralalala~ off to the mamak I go to cure my insomnia. I think. =P

Data Mining

2009-11-17T03:40:00.003+08:00

It's nearly 4am, I'm tired and sleepy, but I'm forcing myself to stay awake. There's a lot to read, and I won't have time to read later if I go to sleep now.

It's cold tonight, courtesy of the incessant rain that's been pouring these past few days. Bundled up in Hafez's hugely oversized sweater, I'm bent over the desk, shifting papers, writing, tapping away at my calculator.

Tomorrow is the dreaded Data Mining paper. I have never ever faced a subject that made me feel this stupid. I don't understand a darned thing. Lectures and tutorials never helped me, and the formulas and calculations look like a string of gibberish to me. I'm just not cut out for numbers and calculations.

I have no idea what my coursework is like, except for my test 1 (there were 2 tests, each worth about 10% of coursework). I got a 0 for test 1. A big, fat zero. Never, in all my life, have I ever had a single-digit score for a test or an exam, let alone a 0. There's a first time for everything, I suppose, but did it have to come now??

As dawn and my impending doom approaches, I can only sit, hope, and pray. Not to mention try to learn and cram as many formulas as possible before 9am.

In the meantime, I have the sniffles, and it's that time of the month. I feel as miserable as miserable can be.

Tralalalalala

2009-11-17T01:45:00.004+08:00

Lately...

I've been extra clumsy, ditzy, and just plain scatter-brained. Up to the point where, in the past couple of days, I've driven my car into a drain, circled the petrol pump three times before remembering which side my fuel pump-thing was actually on, tripped over nothing countless times... the list goes on.

I laugh and giggle over everything as if they were the wittiest, funniest things I've ever heard. Not all of them actually were that funny.

I feel alternately extremely happy and extremely sad, like a roller-coaster or something. And half of the time I don't even know why I'm in that particular mood. =___=

I have come to the conclusion that all this weirdness is a side-effect from exam stress. @__@ Because I really can't think of an acceptable alternate explanation. ah well.

* * * * *

In other news, this has been the best freakin' birthday ever (insert heavily sarcastic tone here). Cyber Law exam yesterday, Malaysian Studies today (oh... yesterday by now), and Data Mining tomorrow (today by now..?). Thank you for that wonderful present, UTP.

Oh well. At the very least, my family, boyfriend and best friend remembered. And I was stunned by the number of wishes I got over Facebook, thank you all... sorry I couldn't reply everyone.

And, most epic birthday wish yet:

"Dah 22 tahun... kena matang sikit... bawak kereta elok2... jgn bawak masuk longkang lagi."

=___=

kena bahan dgn bf sendiri. haha

I Can't Think Straight

2009-11-14T19:53:00.003+08:00

The worst time to have your emotions all upset and tumbling all over the place, is right before an exam. Please, please, please make this go away, I don't want it. I never asked for it. Please make it leave me alone, please let things go back to the way they were before.

I can only wish.

I'm Allowed to MBLM Once in a While

2009-11-12T17:01:00.004+08:00

He sent me this last night. And then he was bragging about how he could now drive cars, ride motorcycles, and steer a ship. I told him I'd be impressed when he can pilot a helicopter. =P

It'll be a little over 3 months before I see him again. 24th February 2010, hurry along.

Studying in Stages

2009-11-11T17:08:00.004+08:00

Stage 1: Start!

Stage 2: Working hard...

Stage 3: ... or hardly working?

Stage 4: Lazyyyyyy

Stage 5: KO

Cyber Law 1, Shira 0.

heiiihhh.

Another Website For When You're Bored

2009-11-11T11:45:00.004+08:00

I read about Mystery Google on MLIA today. Not really knowing what that was, I instantly Googled it. And was brought to this site here:

Curious, I typed in something random. I don't remember what, probably something like 'Twilight sucks".

Mystery Google gave me search results for "penis".

Gee Google, that's exactly what I wanted, how did you know? LOL

Anyway, how it works is that when you click on that search button, you are given the search results for the person before you. Go try it, if you're as bored as me. It certainly kills time. =P

Beautiful People

2009-11-10T17:01:00.003+08:00

Reen was showing me this website link her friend gave her.

It's BeautifulPeople, a dating site exclusively for Beautiful People. No, seriously.

Apparently, to apply to join the site, you have to submit your photo and a brief profile of yourself. Existing members will then rate you, and if you are deemed overall to be 'beautiful', you may then join the site and meet other beautiful people.

LOL.

More about the website here.

Siapa berani nk cuba, sila try and then let me know how it goes. I mmg sedar diri x cantik, so I'm not even gonna bother trying. hahahaha

Malaysian Studies for Dummies

2009-11-08T12:36:00.004+08:00

Dear Malaysian Studies textbook writers,

Your book sucks. It is boring and uninspiring. Completely in black and white, has no pictures... pages after pages of words, words, words... Urgh! I'd rather read the Form 5 history textbook. =___=

Your English is terrible as well. Whilst reading, I spotted numerous grammatical and spelling errors. Who the heck was your editor?

And, "bye-election"?? It's "by-election", actually. What is a bye-election? Is that when you elect who you want to say goodbye to? =___=

"From the people, to the people, for the people"?? It's "government of the people, by the people, for the people".

=___=

What are they trying to teach us??

And, again ---> =___=

Eye Spy With My Little Eye...

2009-11-07T10:13:00.002+08:00

I guess some of you don't know.

My glasses broke. They broke on the morning of the IT/IS beach outing. I was rushing to get ready, so I tossed my specs onto the bed. When I returned after my shower, I stepped onto the bed to hang my towel (the towel rack is over the bed), and I heard a very loud 'CRACK'.

My heart fell into my toes.

And there goes the pair of glasses that I've been using since Foundation. heiihh.

I'm planning to get corrective surgery in December, so making a new pair of glasses seems like a waste. But then again I can't permanently wear my contact lenses for the next month, my eyes will be freakin' dry. =___=

So I decided I'd buy a cheap frame for my existing lenses. Basically it was just the specs frame that broke, the lenses were still intact.

When I went back this weekend, I explained to Mum the situation. I suggested making a cheap pair at Taipan or something, but Mum was against the idea. "Who's going to send you?" she said. Mum is kinda anti-Taipan, for some reason. And since she insisted on coming along to pay for the specs, heck no way she was going to Taipan with me. lolz

So instead, we went to KLCC for dinner, and went to get my glasses made right before. As we entered KLCC, the thought occured to me... is it possible to get cheap glasses at KLCC??

We went to the optician's, and asked if they could like attach my old lens to a new frame. It turns out they could, though the cheapest frame they had for that was RM215. T___T murah la sgt. I have to pay back Mum for it later, btw.

'nyways, the guy fixed my new old glasses on the spot, so now they've been fixed to an orange frame. Orange is my least favourite colour, next to neon pink and highlighter yellow, but whatever. =___=

No photos yet for now, because my left eye is suffering from a severe eye infection. It's all puffy and swollen and oozing with pus. It's just positively disgusting.

... Lost your appetite yet? =P

I'm gonna quarantine myself until it gets better. I don't want anyone to see me like this!! My beloved family are now constantly referring to me as 'Quasimodo'. =___=

Ahh, but I'm going back to UTP tomorrow. Shit. How eh? Am considering an eyepatch. But wouldn't that attract more attention? >__>

I can't go back to UTP any later. siao ah, got finals next week. Not to mention I have to hand in my corrections for dissertation on Tuesday, and a job interview on Wednesday. dammit. dammit.

Stupid eye!! Heal!!!

Justification

2009-11-06T20:19:00.003+08:00

Today I read an article about how staring at boobs for 10 minutes daily can increase your life span by 5 years. Something to do about the increase in heart rate, or something like that. Read it here.

I told my siblings this.

"Cool, I should try it!" Hasif said, and then proceeded to look at Nina's chest. "Wait a minute, there's nothing there." He then laughed his head off, whilst Nina aimed a slap at his head.

LMAO.

I also found another study which shows that giving blowjobs and swallowing semen can reduce the risk of breast cancer in women by as much as 40 percent. The article is here.

Umm, again. wha?

People will justify anything. =___=

And btw, if you prolong your lifespan by 5 years from boob-ogling, and then smoke (which reduces your lifespan significantly by 5-10 years), I think it basically cancels out the effect. You know who you are. =P

Of Ode to Joy and Whale Popes

2009-11-04T21:36:00.003+08:00

I'm home!!

After dinner today, which was spaghetti bolognaise (one of my favourites =P), Aris suddenly went over to the piano and started playing.

"What is he doing?" I asked Nina.

"Oh, Aris now plays Ode to Joy after dinner if he liked the food, as a thank you. And if he's really happy, he'll play his 'Chinese version'". (The so-called Chinese version, is Ode to Joy played using the black keys, lolz)

"Yesterday," Nina went on to say, "he nearly played the Chinese version because mum made chili fish, but he didn't like anything other than the Chinese fish, so he played..."

At that point, I burst out laughing hysterically at Nina's slip, because I was trying to imagine a Chinese fish. lolz

* * * * *

We were all sitting around the living room table, each at our respective laptops/books. Nina looked up from her History textbook, and asked me, a smirk on her face.

"Shira, do you know what a 'paus' is?"

I stared blankly at her. "Isn't 'paus' whale, in Malay?"

Hasif came over and laughed, suddenly. "That's what you think. But that's 'ikan paus'. A 'paus' is..."

"The Pope," Nina said, completely straightfaced.

At that point, I imagined a whale wearing the Pope's hat, and again I laughed hysterically.

Home, sweet home. A lot of fishy jokes today. =P

It's The Final Countdown

2009-11-03T22:30:00.004+08:00

Today I attended my final lecture as a UTP student.

And it was at Lecture Hall 1, the same venue we always attended for lectures when we were in Foundation. Just like in Foundation, the lecture hall was full of people from our batch, both engineering and technology students. Let me emphasize again that this has not happened since our first semester in UTP!

As I was sitting there in that lecture hall, I remembered so many things. If rooms could speak, would they remember the numerous jokes we made in lectures, our various antics, the little mini-dramas that happened in our lives?

Four and a half years in this middle-of-nowhere place. A lot has changed since I first set foot here, completely bewildered and feeling completely out-of-place.

Four and a half years, and I realised that the only constant thing that hasn't changed for me since that first day of lectures, is you.

Thank you for being the most awesome friend ever, and putting up with all my bullshit for all that time (although to be fair, I put up with yours too). And thank you for being the one person I could tell everything to, even when we were in the middle of a fight (remember that loooong email? hahahaha). Thank you for keeping a smile on my face every single day (even if it's jokes made at my expense =___=). Just... thank you.

(sappy and mushy all of a sudden. excuse me while I blow my nose. *HONK!!* *sniffle sniffle*)

My final final paper is at Main Hall. Again, another bit of nostalgia for me. When we were in Foundation, most of our final papers were at Main Hall. *sigh*

Part of me is going to miss this dump. Most of me is going to miss all the awesome people I've known here. After that batch gathering at the beach, it's been one wave of nostalgia after another. I feel sad =(

Keep in touch, guys!!

* * * * *

This photo still sits proudly framed in my room.

--- 19 days left in UTP ---

The Amoeboba

2009-11-02T10:15:00.002+08:00

This old pic of me and my foundation-time roomie Fathin is made of win. I died laughing when I saw it. hahahahaha wtf man XD

Monday Mornings

2009-11-02T09:28:00.004+08:00

Nothing bites more than having to get up early on Monday morning to go to a class that you know is canceled, because you've been told to post a note outside the class telling everyone else that it's been canceled. =___=

Next up on today's agenda, Cyber Law quiz at 5pm. Oh yes. Ain't Mondays just wonderful.

At least, I saw something this morning that made me smile. Oh yes it did. XD

One Happy Family

2009-11-02T04:56:00.003+08:00

Semalam kami pergi Ipoh sekeluarga.

Antara sebab utama untuk rombongan tersebut adalah kerana internet di rumah tidak berfungsi, lalu kami sekeluarga bosan duduk di rumah.

Dalam perjalanan ke Ipoh, Papa meleter saya, sebab pakaian yang dipakai dikatakannya terlalu ketat dan pendek. Walaupun saya membalas bahawa seluar jeans saya semua dalam proses dibasuh dah tiada baju lain untuk dipakai, namun alasan ini tidak diterima Papa.

Oleh kerana duit saya tidak mencukupi, saya terpaksa meminta duit dari Mama untuk makan. Kad ATM saya tidak diterima oleh mana-mana ATM di Jusco Kinta pada hari itu, sehingga sekarang saya tidak tahu kenapa.

Atas cadangan Abang, kami pun makan tengah hari di Sushi King. Kami semua kagum dengan gunung pinggan sushi yang dijamah oleh Abang seorang. Oleh kerana Papa, Mama, dan Kakak telah makan sebelum bertolak dari rumah, mereka lebih banyak bergossip dari makan. Saya mendengar sahaja sambil makan oleh kerana terlalu lapar.

Setelah kami makan, kami berjalan-jalan di sekitar Jusco Kinta. Kami dapat juga bertembung dengan beberapa kawan sekeluarga yang juga berada di kompleks membeli-belah tersebut.

Filem yang ditontoni kami pada hari itu ialah Ninja. Cerita ini ialah agak sederhana dan rasanya tidak berbaloi bayaran tiket RM10.

Selepas menontoni filem tersebut, kami pun makan malam di Nasmir. Papa sempat lagi meleteri saya tentang pakaian sekali lagi. T___T

Setelah selesai mengisi perut dengan makanan dan juga asap rokok Papa dan Abang, kami pun bertolak balik rumah.

* * * * *

I am becoming more and more Melayu everyday, no? Rediscovering my roots, you might say lolz

Have fun guessing which Usual Suspect is which in the "family". =P

IT/IS Batch Gathering...

2009-11-02T03:50:00.004+08:00

... was a BLAST!! XD

I had soo much fun running and jumping and screaming and cheering and yelling. And then I happily KO'ed the whole car ride back. lolz

Whoever's idea it was to have a beach barbecue instead of an uptight formal dinner, that was freakin' genius. All the games and activities, both planned and spontaneous were soo much fun. And I know everyone is still having fun tagging and commenting on Facebook, even though it's now 4am. lolz

eh eh, I should sleep. Corp Comm tomorrow morning!

And, in the immortal words of Kanye West:

"Imma let you finish, but ITIS had the best batch gathering of all time! Of all time!!"

No negative comments, because I don't want to start another flame war on this blog. No, seriously, there aren't any because it was just that good. whee~~

And no photos here, because I don't own any. Dammit, I need to get a camera or something. eh, my birthday is in a couple of weeks. Anybody? ... Thought not. hahahaha XD

G'nite ppl!

Answer Sheet

2009-10-31T07:27:00.004+08:00

S:
I wanna get a semi-decent CGPA
Study pulun all-nighter baby crash with me (I love it)
Luck and intuition play a very important part
And after you have answered lets just hope you get some marks

D:
Oh, oh, oh
This question's hard, show me what you've got

R:
Oh, oh, oh
This question's hard, show me what you've got

S:
Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

S:
Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

S:
I wanna knowledge share a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it)
Tembak-ing a test is not the same without a gun
And baby when that test isn't tough it isn't fun, fun

I:
Oh, oh, oh
This question's hard, show me what you've got

A:
Oh, oh, oh
This question's hard, show me what you've got

S:
Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

S:
Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

S:
I won't tell you answer A
answer B or answer C
Cause I'm covering with my arm and
I'm not lying I'm just selfish with my answers

Just like a chick in the exam room
Blocking your view of her sheet
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand cause I'm marvelous

Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

S:
Can't read my, can't read my
No you can't read my answer sheet

Background:
(She's kiasu like nobody)

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

A-a-a-answer sheet, a-a-answer sheet

{Repeat X3}

* * * * *

... Yes, I'm bored. And blame the Usual Suspects (Rusydi especially) for inspiring this parody. lolz

I can totally imagine the music video for this. hahahaha XD

Assignments are for Suckers

2009-10-30T12:29:00.000+08:00

It's a bright and sunny Friday afternoon. Shira wants to go out and play.

But, no, Shira can't. There is a group Corporate Communications assignment due today.

The requirement is 16 pages. Her group submitted 10 pages to her, in total. So that means she has to contribute 6 pages to the assignment before she can compile it.

She has already finished 3 pages last night. That means another 3 pages to add, in total.

Time to put your bullshit on, Shira. Let's crap all over this paper and get it over with.

And then Shira can go out and play.

Yay~!

Little Miss Lazy

2009-10-28T00:03:00.004+08:00

My FYP II oral presentation is in less than 9 hours, and I've only just started working on the slides. My procrastination at its finest, I tell you.

tralalala~

I'm lazy. Oh so lazy.

Last sem I was rajin. Study notes for all my lectures were generally up-to-date and stored neatly in binders according to subject. Lecture notes were sorted and printed. Work was done generally on time. My desk was relatively neat.

Now? Lecture notes are in soft copy and stored all over the place so I can't find them, and I don't even bother printing them. Study notes are only made the night before a test, and after that they promptly go missing. Work gets done on time still, but just barely. My desk looks like an earthquake hit it, I haven't made an effort to clean it since like... oh, whaddaya know. I've never cleaned it. >__>

In conclusion, this sem I just can't be bothered. I have no mood to do anything really productive. The only time I can get my mind off him is when I'm with my friends. When I'm in my room and supposed to be doing work... I just can't.

I just want to get this sem over with. And then I'm outta here, and I don't have to be reminded of him over every single little thing I see or do.

I'm so not built for long distance relationships. There's a reason why I'm a koala, you know. I'm clingy. =___=

I'm A Gamer, Dammit

2009-10-27T13:00:00.003+08:00

Geram tau bila org ckp I bkn gamer. I may not play PC games, but I've spent countless hours on the Playstation. And granted that I mostly play turn-based RPGs like Final Fantasy, Suikoden and Arc the Lad, but does that make me not a gamer? >__> I still remember playing Wolfenstein 3D on the very first PC my dad bought. And I was in preschool then! That's dedication for you!

But of course, one needs solid proof. How much of a gamer are you?

Try this quiz here.

I guarantee you it's hard.

I scored 56%. Not bad, I suppose. It's a passing score. Admittedly I guessed a lot. I've never played Nintendo games, and I'll be damned if I know what a Sega Dreamcast looks like. tralalala~ I wasn't expecting much, I'm not a pro gamer after all. I just geram that I got the Tetris question wrong! After all the high scores I set I can still get it wrong?? graaaaghhhh!!

ahem. Anyways.

Try the quiz, try the quiz!

I Wish I Could.

2009-10-26T03:12:00.002+08:00

Life WIthout DC++

2009-10-25T19:52:00.002+08:00

(Disclaimer: This entry conveniently ignores the ethical issues of illegal downloading. That particular issue may be discussed at a later time.)

It's been a few weeks now since all downloading networks here were shut down. Previously, if you wanted a song, a movie, or an episode of a TV series, all you had to do was connect to DC++, run a search, double-click, and download.

Some might argue that DC++ is evil. After all, if you have free access to download anything you want at any time, you'd spend all your free time downloading and watching, and you'd never get around to working and studying. It's really a matter of your self-control. Because even if there wasn't DC++ (and there isn't now), you can still distract yourself any number of ways. Where there's a will there's a way, but we will elaborate more on that point later.

In a campus located in the middle of nowhere, where the internet connection is so slow that watching Youtube is impossible, let alone downloading torrents, entertainment is scarce. Contrary to popular belief, we students study to exist, but we do not exist to study. Being human beings, we need some form of entertainment. Everyone knows that you have to balance work and play. But how to play?

Televisions in this place are hard to find. Either fight with other people for control of the lone television in the common rooms (there aren't many), or be content to watch whatever Malay singing/talent program or Malay drama serials or Malay - whatever, you get the picture - that they're playing at the cafeterias.

As you most probably understand, people have varied tastes in entertainment, and such programs might not cater to everyone's tastes. One also gets cravings for series that they have been following at home and would like to continue following. Or perhaps movies that they've been wanting to watch. The nearest cinema is 40 minutes away. Not everyone has the time and the money required to go watch so frequently.

Hence DC++ was created to help students trade and share files easily. For years since it was started, it became an integral part of the student culture here. It even became a sort of bragging point to friends and family, who didn't have access to such downloads. When it was announced that DC++ was to be discontinued due to management crackdowns, the general reaction was one of deep dismay.

So what has life been like without DC++?

Firstly, trading of shows still occurs, although at a lesser rate. It's more or less a style of barter system, people trading things over GoogleTalk, or visiting friends' rooms with their external hard disk in tow. I guess in a way, this is a bit better. People are less likely to get greedy and download for the sake of downloading; they only download things as and when they really need them. Actually communicating with the people you are trading series and music with also helps you become closer with others, in a way.

And when you're bored in your room and you can't think of anything to do, you end up resorting to other means of entertainment. This past week when I was bored out of my mind, I ended up actually taking a brisk walk around campus (I can't jog for peanuts), or going swimming. Healthier? I suppose so. A bit more time consuming than simply watching an episode of whatever for 40 minutes and then resuming work, but healthier nonetheless. Will we see an increase of weight loss on campus? Time will tell.

And like I said earlier, even without DC++, people will still find other means to entertain themselves. Some of my guy friends have started fishing as a hobby. Although in the case of some, I would say it appears to be more of an obsession than a mere hobby. And there's still DotA and WoW, for all those PC gamers. I prefer console games myself, but those are a bit harder to come by here. =___=

The internet connection, however, is still slow. It may be slightly faster, but not by much. And some nights, the connection is so completely unstable that I get logged off every five minutes or so. So much for management arguments that the slow connection is caused by student downloads. Now that the downloading has ceased, the connection is still slow! What excuses now, management people?

In the end though, the demise of DC++ affects me little, as this is my final semester (unless I fail Data Mining, in which case I would be here for another semester - choi!).

So, no DC++. Good or bad? It's really up to you.

Just One of Those Days

2009-10-24T13:57:00.004+08:00

I got up at noon, my head still a little foggy. Plopping myself down in front of the laptop, I did the usual e-mail checking, browsed for blog updates. Bored, I played one round of Plants vs Zombies, read two chapters of Haruki Murakami's Wind-up Bird Chronicles. And then there was nothing to do.

Have you ever had one of those days where you just feel like an empty shell? This was one of them for me.

I lay down on the bed for about an hour, just staring at the ceiling. I thought about some things, some of them random, some of them sad, some of them nostalgic. And then I just stared at the shapes the shadows made on the wall. I suddenly felt like a Matchbox Twenty song.

And then I realised that I have a Data Mining test two days from now that I'm supposed to be studying for. But I just can't get into the mood.

One of those days when life itself seems meaningless. And I wonder if what I've been planning to do with my life is really what I want. But if it's not what I want, then what is? And if I'm meant to live my life some other way, how would I know? How would I know if the choices I make are the right ones? What if I end up regretting them later? What if I waste several years of my life chasing after something that I end up not wanting anymore?

Times like these, taking an aimless walk around campus is nice, if just to distract myself for a while. But then again, it's 2 in the afternoon. It's hot outside! Maybe I'll save it for my usual midnight walk, but it just doesn't work that way.

Why oh why is life so confusing? Or is it just us humans that needlessly complicate it?

Love For A Bunker Boy

2009-10-23T00:10:00.004+08:00

After 4 years of nudging Don to start a blog, he finally started one. It's not about himself, though. Nor is it about his girlfriend.

It's a story blog, a work of fiction very loosely based on a true story. It began as long-ish status messages on Google Talk, and then finally ended up becoming material for his blog. Go have a look at his first attempt at blogging!

I'm glad that he finally found a creative way to express his favourite hobby. I may not necessarily like it, but at least it's not an unhealthy hobby. *coughunlikecancerstickscough*

I am also amused at the fact that this is something that he's doing for himself. For the four years I've known him, he's never once opened e-learning. I manage his PRISM entirely. His friend Lydon and I used to manage his Friendster profile. Just this morning I signed up for a Google Groups for him using his account. And now he's writing and uploading blog posts entirely by himself. I feel so proud. It's like he's finally growing up. *sniffles*

haha wth. Anyways, since my blog is running steadily out of actual content, you may indulge yourself in his story blog. I myself am quite into story blogs now, my current favourite being the Singapore Taxi Driver's Diary, about a scientist resorting to working as a taxi driver to make ends meet after he was laid off from his job. It's an interesting read, and non-fictional too.

tralalalala. Maybe I'll post something, anything, sometime soon. But like it says in my blog header, this is where randomness prevails. I can post a story about green peanuts jumping over the moon to meet Princess BunBuns and her magical entourage of leftover coffee beans from Starschmucks, and it would still fit the blog description. wth. I'm going to sign off now before I say anything else that doesn't make sense. see ya~

Kanye West DIED??

2009-10-22T12:35:00.003+08:00

... Not.

Read more here.

I can betcha that the perpetrators of the hoax were probably Taylor Swift fans. =P

On the other hand, these internet hoaxes are confusing. Like when Steve Irwin died, my reaction was like, "Huh? Didn't he die ages ago??" And when Michael Jackson died, I nearly thought it was a hoax at first. hmmph.

Internet hoaxes aren't funny. I guess.

Don't You Think It's Strange?

2009-10-21T09:57:00.004+08:00

Sometimes, you think you've changed. You think you're entirely different from what you were before.

And sometimes you're wrong, and just one little thing will make you feel like you're right back where you're started.

No matter how much you change, the more you stay the same.

But I still sometimes miss being Little Miss Ami Boba, or Harriet Potter, or whatever else people called her. Her life was a lot simpler.

I'm not anymore, though. Acting like schoolgirls is for schoolgirls. Time to act like an adult! ... Now, if I were a grownup, what would I do in this situation?

... I have noo idea. Darn.

The Book

2009-10-20T11:22:00.002+08:00

My favourite book is one I have read and re-read, cover to cover. Admittedly, one does get bored of it occasionally, but then again each time I re-read it I discover something new that I missed before, something new to love. The cover and its pages are a bit worn by now, but still no other book can compare.

Lately, I've been pondering other books as well.

There's this book that I have read casually several times and never really thought much of, although I quite like it. Of late I have found that I am growing more and more attached to it.

Then there's this book I saw the other day that looks really interesting. Well, at least the cover does. I haven't got the chance to even peep into it, so I don't know what it's really like. I doubt I will ever get the chance to though, it seems really expensive.

And my friends have been trying to recommend me some books as well, but so far none of them have really caught my eye.

But my favourite book is still the best after all. =)

Insomnia and Random Ramblings

2009-10-20T07:22:00.002+08:00

Of late, there has been little to blog about.

Not that it's been boring lately. The Usual Suspects have me laughing my ass off constantly. (Never mind that the butt of most of the jokes is yours truly =___=)

Sometimes it goes a little too far. Like yesterday, when Don went a little overboard with the teasing. I threw off my wedge heels so that I could chase him across the IRC parking lot and beat the living daylights out of him. I ended up not beating him, but now he owes me an icecream, which is fine, I suppose. The hot tar and the soft grass felt good, though. Running barefoot can be almost therapeutic sometimes. Just don't let my mum know, she would be horrified. =P

Also, apologies to Rezz... I threw my shoes at Don, missed, and it landed on his car and left scuff marks. Note that said car had just been washed. >__> I owe you a car wash, bro.

Truth be told, I'm only typing this because I woke up around 6am and couldn't go back to sleep. It's 7.30am now as I am writing this. I've spent an hour and a half rolling around in bed, surfing blogs, playing Mafia Wars, staring blankly at the computer screen. And now this.

I don't know what's with the sudden bout of insomnia. But I guess it's kind of nice, watching the sun rise, and being bundled up nice and warm in his sweater. I miss him... He's probably fast asleep while I'm writing this, but a part of me wants to think that he's thinking of me too.

'k, enough of the sap. I'm going to roll around in bed summore until 8am, and then hit the showers and get ready for Malaysian Studies at 9. ahhhhh... 2 hours of the lecturer rambling on about Malaysian history. I can't wait. =___=

Teylor Switch

2009-10-15T16:07:00.002+08:00

This video totally made my day, although I'm sure half of UTP has seen it by now.

Watch it, and die laughing XD

Malaysian Studies Test

2009-10-14T02:09:00.002+08:00

... was like a shooting range.

Seriously. I think there were very few (if any) people who didn't tembak during the test. At some point I was hovering my pencil over the answers and randomly circling. lolz!

Completely unrelated to the test, though, I notice some people have been leaving flames on my blog post on the batch dinner. I warn you people that I have very thick skin and that negative comments bounce right off, so you're really wasting your time. On the other hand, flames are entertaining. I am temporarily removing comment moderation to accomodate you.

Have fun! lolz

P.S. is blogging about the batch dinner the new 'cerita pinggan'? Do I have to spell out your names? =P

Exam Timetable

2009-10-11T10:24:00.003+08:00

I have no idea what my exam timetable is.

Because whenever I try to access it from the UTP website, it won't load.

On the rare occassion that I make it to that stupid page and select "View student individual timetable", the following message comes up:

"Cannot find student with ID number 8218"

Apparently I am not a student here. wth. =___=

Efforts to view the master timetable are rewarded with the exam timetable for the July 2003 semester timetable.

Again, wtf?? Did I step into a time machine?? Do I care what people took what exams SIX YEARS AGO??

=___=

*is super pissed*

I have no idea how it is that some people managed to access the thing and I can't. But wth. Universiti TEKNOLOGI my ass.

* * * * * * *

Illy informs me that my schedule is as follows:

15th Nov - Business and Cyber Law
16th Nov - Malaysian Studies
17th Nov - Data Mining
22nd Nov - Corporate Communication

Nice. Three papers back to back, two of which are killer subjects for the semester. And no study week. We're gonna dieeeeeeee~~~

Owh, and Malaysian Studies on my birthday. meh.

Batch Dinner

2009-10-10T04:00:00.004+08:00

Just came back from the Rockstars of 2010 Dinner (our July '05 batch dinner). My personal view of the event:

Likes:
- camwhoring
- the food
- hall decorations were pretty
- Excuse Me performance
- Nedy singing Lucky =P
- looking at the creative outfits people wore to fit the theme
- the impressive souvenir gifts

Dislikes:
- bored; spent most of the time just sitting still, watching ppl syok sendiri nyanyi lagu rock kapak on the stage
- mostly performances, very little activities
- felt more like an engineering/pasukan ingin berhibur dinner - a lot of us IT/IS people felt very left out
- event finished way way late. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I normally feel that when one group of performers does more than three songs it's overkill. Go karaoke or something.
- sitting at the "couple's table" by myself =___=

Overall though, I think the organizing committee did an awesome job, considering their limited time and resources. And I know a lot of people had fun. Nice one, guys! =)

oh, and much thanks to my roommate for lending me her dress and shoes, as well as her fashion expertise. I wouldn't have had any idea what to wear otherwise. >__>

Won't be uploading any photos here, because I simply don't have a camera. Hence no photos to upload. Check them out on Facebook, I'm sure some people have posted photos by now.

I'm Bored, Don't You Know

2009-10-08T23:21:00.005+08:00

It's 11.45pm. I'm sitting in my room, pondering Dr. Mahathir's Malay Dilemma and wondering what to bullshit on my Malaysian Studies book report that will induce the lecturer (self-dubbed "Lord Rairy" wtf) to give me good grades for. Searches on Google have so far proved to be fruitless, not because my darling search engine has failed me, but because the Internet connection is being a bit of a bitch. Again.

Today, four out of five Usual Suspects went to Ipoh, because one of us (US, get it? hahaha lame pun wtf) was catching up on some much-needed sleep. Another one wanted to retrieve his newly repaired phone. And another wanted to go back and get this gorgeous jacket which she saw in Ipoh Parade the other day. And the rest of us just came along to get out of campus and to eat something not UTP-ish.

So once Don had gotten his re-functioning smudge phone, and Reen had gotten her studded rockstar jacket, the four of us had lunch at the Ipoh foodcourt. In the spirit of cheapness and adventure, we hit the "Japanese" stall at the foodcourt and filled our tummies with the cheapest damned sushi you'll find anywhere. (RM4.50 for teriyaki don, anyone?? haha) So after we stuffed our faces with don (not our friend Don; that one isn't Teriyaki Don, just Yucky Don =P), we walked around for a bit.

Barely five steps after leaving the foodcourt, we found a stall selling crepes and us three girls immediately bought some chocolate ones. I was intrigued by the crepes, because, as I said, "I'd never eaten crepes before." At which my good friend Don emo'ed because this was actually my second time eating crepes; the first time was when we were hanging out at Sunway Pyramid and he'd actually belanja'd me my first crepe. I honestly did not remember, and still can't remember. I'm sorry!! T___T I promise I'll remember the next time you take my (food) virginity, okies?

After that we went back to UTP... fast forward... Cyber Law class... fast forward summore... nothing worth mentioning...

Ok, that was my whole day.

Owh, I watched the latest episode of Gossip Girl earlier while munching on Yummy Rocks (the keropok ikan in packets that you can find around UTP... they're yummy, but they're as hard as rocks!). Gossip Girl amazes me. They've left high school and have moved into college, but they're still hanging out with each other all the freaking time. And four of them are in the same campus? Wow, what a coincidence!

IRL (that's In Real Life, dear n00bs), most of us rarely, if ever, see our old school friends, even the really close ones. People go to study at various corners of the country (or the world, for some of the more fortunate ones). If we want to meet up, we have to book appointments way in advance so that we can coordinate our busy and conflicting schedules. And about people from the same school going to the same campus... well, the people from my school that came to UTP, I barely knew then then (if at all) and I know them even less here. So what the heck. Or maybe it's just me.

But Gossip Girl is still fun to watch, I suppose. Not, however, as fun as House. I want. more. HOUSE! XD I told my friends the other day that I'd rather watch House than have sex. (pandai2 je cakap, padahal I haven't tried sex yet, WTH TMI.) Ahem. Anyway, since there's no more DC++, I'm House-starved. Anybody has the latest Season 6 episodes?? I'd torrent them myself when I get home, but that's such a loooong time away!

... Just now, this really big ant-like bug with wings flew into my room. And into my shirt. WTF PERVERT BUG DIE!!

What was this post supposed to be about, again? Oh yeah. Me being bored.

People, I'm bored. End post!

Busy Busy Busy

2009-10-07T05:54:00.003+08:00

Due dates (for this week and the next)

7th Oct - Pre-EDX
8th Oct - Peer Group Presentation
9th Oct - Malaysian Studies Book Report due
- FYP Seminar
12th Oct - Cyber Law Mid-Term Test
- Corporate Comm Presentation
13th Oct - Malaysian Studies Mid-Term

Not to mention the batch dinner on the 9th. Owh, side mention about the batch dinner - total cost spent on outfit was RM15, for a necklace. Everything else is just random stuff I already own. Malaaaassss to spend a small fortune on the dinner, I'd rather save it for a road trip with friends after finals. =D

Other things on my to-do list:
- Clean the room, it's getting dusty and way too messy.
- Wash my bedding, I haven't washed it since before Raya break. Urgh.
- Do laundry, am running out of unmentionables. I haven't had time to do laundry since I came back from Raya! (wtf) Not running out of clothes in general, but I'm not at all comfortable with the fact that my laundry basket is overflowing. =(

It's been two or three days since I had more than four hours' worth of sleep. Am running on low batteries, I have no time to do anything except slog away at work. My room is making me cringe, I need to clean. But I'm so tired...

Looking forward to tonight, when I can happily collapse on the bed. And Thursday, when I can sort of relax while we teman Don and Reen whilst they go to Ipoh to get some errands done. And then hopefully get around to doing that damned laundry.

In the meantime, please pardon the scarcity of updates.

And now, back to my last-minute programming work. 85% complete, I feel almost relieved. And I love how my poster is so colour-coordinated with my system. hahaha. Hoping that everything will go ok this afternoon: My evaluators are P.D.D. Dominic, Ms Diana, and Dr. Rohani. Am worried that they will be very particular. My project isn't technical at all =(

Wish me luck - I'll need it!

Peer Group Crap

2009-10-04T11:48:00.006+08:00

This semester I'm taking Peer Group Counseling.

I don't like it, not one bit.

Why?

1) It's BORING.

2) The class talks a lot about study methods, how to be a good student, time management... zzzzz... Hello, that phase of my life ends in less than two months. And even if by some miracle I pick up some amazing, life-changing study skills and tips, I'm in my final semester! They're not gonna help my grade point average much! Where are the tips on interview skills? And can we include one or two topics where we give tips to juniors on how to not be so skema? I was skema when I was a junior, but heck not that skema! >__>

3) And speaking of juniors, the class is full of them. And let me just tell you now, I do not like being called 'kakak'. Heck, my own siblings don't call me 'kakak'. =__= It feels weird being called that. Urgh.

After going for two PGC classes, one adjunct lecture, and working on one group assignment, I'm the one who feels like hurling myself off a really tall building. Urgh. So much for corrupting the minds of innocent juniors. I haven't got a chance to do that yet. *pouts*

tu laa... serves me right for taking the co-curricular elective late. I kept missing the registration dates. You know, back when the registration for co-cu courses was done manually using a 2B pencil and an OMR sheet at the Multi-Purpose Hall on some random day and time, the announcement for which I will conveniently not see because they were placed on notice boards that I never bother to notice. huu...

Also serves me right for not registering for the co-cu courses earlier the moment the online registration was opened, because I found out about it later once all the "fun" classes were taken.

Ah well. I suppose Peer Group beats Islamic Calligraphy or whatever the heck else. =__=

But I still want to corrupt innocent juniors. Hmmmph.

The Usual Suspects

2009-10-02T04:06:00.003+08:00

Of late, I find myself belonging to a group of friends called The Usual Suspects.

We started to call ourselves that in casual conversations:

"Oh, I just came back from dinner. Who with? Just the usual suspects."

That kind of thing, you know.

And then just recently, we realised that the name has a deeper meaning to it, somewhat accidental you might say.

Because we've been labeled as various things by people, which we are the opposite of in actual fact. I don't know where people get these ideas about us, it's hilarious XD

One of us is the kaki clubbing or partygoer who's never been clubbing.

One of us is the slut who's never fucked, and is still completely intact. (sorry for being a bit vulgar, babe).

One of us is the junkie who's never done drugs.

One is the mualaf (Islam convert) who has no intention of ever converting to Islam.

And... one of us is the goody-two-shoes who's not so good? (according to them)

I actually have no idea what people say about me. hahaha If you want to leave Anonymous flames go ahead, honest opinions are appreciated (and highly amusing). Just watch the language!

hee... seriously though, I guess maybe it's because we talk a lot, and very loudly. And from what we talk about, I guess it seems that we've seen and done all kinds of things, but in reality we haven't. We're all talk, no action. =___= Basically, what we say is a lot worse than what we actually do. lolz

And people tend to make assumptions based on our appearances. Well, I suppose that I can't fault, since everyone judges other people based on appearances. But please try to keep it reasonable la. For example, just because a girl doesn't wear a headscarf doesn't mean she sleeps around. What kind of reasoning is that? I've heard of demure-looking headscarved girls who sleep around. Go and download some local 3gp porn, there's quite a lot of headscarved girls in there. =___= At the end of the day, a headscarf is just a piece of cloth that in reality most people wear from peer pressure and a sense of maintaining image, rather than from pure religious conviction.

But that's a rant for another day. =)

In the meantime, bedtime for The Usual Suspects. Peace out!

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

2009-10-02T00:11:00.005+08:00

I've had this song stuck in my head for quite a while now. It's by Roberta Flack - you might know her for her more famous song, Killing Me Softly. I heard the song when I was watching Play Misty For Me starring Clint Eastwood the other day, and I've had it looping in my head since. If anybody has the original Roberta Flack version, please share it with me - the Leona Lewis version just isn't doing it for me.

Anyway, my addiction to this song got me thinking about the first time I met Hafez. Yes, be warned, this is a sappy post. Run away while you still can!! =P Let me rephrase that:

Warning: Post contains severe traces of MBLM syndrome. MBLM, defined by Dr. Chan of the Fictional Faculty of Psychology and Shira-Bashing of UTP, is My-Boyfriend-Loves-Me syndrome, a state of delusion whereby a person (namely Shira) is obsessed with her boyfriend. tralalalala~

But I digress.

The first time I met him, was during orientation week at UTP. The facilitators split us up into groups, and he happened to be in the same group as yours truly. That night, we sat outside of Main Hall in a circle, and introduced ourselves. And I remember seeing this tall, lanky guy in my group, wearing a red t-shirt with a black strip across the middle. It's really funny, but I don't remember a single other person in that group >__>

Since we were in the same group, we talked a little bit, though I don't remember much of that first week... my clearest memory of him from that week was when each group had to put on a performance for some event at the end of the orientation, and our group chose to perform the banghra dance. And I remember going to one of their rehearsals, and I saw them practice. For some reason, the whole time I watched them, I couldn't take my eyes off him. It wasn't that he was a particularly good dancer, it was just that he looked like he was having a lot of fun with it. He was smiling and laughing, and I think it was at that moment that I saw his smile that I think I started to like him. =P

ahhh... good times, good times. XD

At the end of the orientation week though, I figured I'd probably never bump into the guy again. UTP is small, but it ain't that small. Plus he was entering undergrad, doing engineering. I was starting off with foundation level, doing an information sciences course. What were the odds?

But it was exactly one week later, when I went to register for elearning (yes kiddies, way back then when grandma was young, we had to manually register for elearning by filling up a form at MPH). Unfortunately, when I arrived at MPH, the people in charge of the registration were late. And so I waited, along with a whole bunch of people. Guess who else was there? =P

We got to talking to kill time, Hafez, me and this guy named Ajit (whom I haven't seen or talked to since before intern, daymn). And by that point, I was kind of curious to know whether he had a girlfriend. I mean, I had no intention of trying to tackle him or getting him to like me - I was well aware that I was butt-ugly and had the sex appeal of an amoeba. But heck, it's a lot better having a crush on a single, unattached guy rather than a guy with a girlfriend - at least there's hope, even if it's futile, right??

And the whole time we were talking, I was trying to think of some subtle and tactful way of digging up whether he had a girlfriend or not. But subtlety has never been one of my strong points. I was doing my best to somehow insert the topic of girlfriends into the conversation. But as I stood standing there, it just blurted out of my mouth before I could stop it: "Do you have a girlfriend??"

At that moment, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. Hafez and Ajit were both staring at me funny. "Umm... yeah, I have a girlfriend... Why??" Hafez said, still looking at me curiously. "Ermm... no reason really... one of my friends wanted to know," I replied.

When I think back on that I just want to die. I was never good at lying. =___=

But by the end of that hour-long wait (yes, the blardy ITMS people were that long coming), my weird, stalker-ish question seemed to be forgotten, because the three of us exchanged phone numbers.

After that we kind of messaged each other once in a while, though not often... just as friends. He told me about his joining the Merdeka day parade, and the training at... Pangkor, was it? I remember that much, at least. And I remember telling him once about some small tiff I had with a friend (I don't remember who), and asking him for advice. Y'know... just that kind of thing.

And that Raya, I messaged him wishing him selamat hari raya and all. And I teased him a little, asking him if he was spending it with his girlfriend, or something like that. He vaguely replied "No", but didn't talk about it. It was a while after, maybe a week or two later, that he told me they broke up.

Around that same semester, Final Fantasy Advent Children was released, and I was dying to watch it. Back then, we stayed in Old V5 (now known as V6, my young Padawan junior), and there was no internet connection, much less DC++. Hafez on the other hand, was staying at V2, where they at least had MiRC or something. And so he offered to burn it for me and pass it to me over dinner at USM. I reckon that was the first time I met up with him alone. Kind of geeky when you think about it, really... united by our mutual love of Final Fantasy. lolz

Later that semester, we had our first so-called meeting up in Ipoh. It was just after finals, and my friends and I rented two cars to go to Ipoh for a movie and then dinner. Hafez was at home by that time, and he wanted to meet up with me and hang out for a while, since I was going to Ipoh. But one of the rental cars died on us in the middle of the drive to Ipoh, and it was a while before we got it fixed, so that by the time we reached Ipoh it was two hours later then when I said I'd meet him. But he was still there, having hung out alone at Jusco Kinta the whole time. Freakin' touched ok.

But it turns out he had some family thing later that evening, so he couldn't stay for a movie. He just ate with us at Kenny Roger's. That was kind of awkward, because he couldn't quite click with my friends, for whatever reason. >__>

And then over the end of semester break, we messaged each other a lot. I think that was the first time I'd ever messaged someone that much. Even my siblings noticed, and managed to pry it out of me that it was some guy at my uni I liked. I still remember Nina teasing me, and even taking my phone once without me knowing to message Hafez, faking a confession from me and getting to see how he would respond... to which he said he liked me. That was mean, Nina! But I'm kind of glad you did it. =P

The next semester, we met up more and more frequently; I went out for dinner with him and his friends, we went out once in a while... On 7th Frebruary that year, I gave the first birthday present I'd ever given to a guy I liked - as I recall it was a Nike t-shirt. And around the same time, he gave me the the first flowers I'd ever received from a guy. Ok la, all my firsts were with him. Kan I was an amoeba before that. =___=

On the 23rd of February, around 11PM while I was hanging out with my friends at the Old V5 cafe, he finally asked me to be his girlfriend. Over text message it may have been, but as I'd been waiting for him to ask, I was too over the moon to care. =P

And... that, children, is How I Met Your... Father? lolz Yes, this is indeed severe MBLM that I am experiencing. >__>

If you actually read through all of that, you must be as bored as I am. And for that, I congratulate you. Let us now go and get a life. I'm supposed to be doing my FYP. Supposed to be. Zuko, Toph, Iroh and Sokka are calling to me (I don't really like Aang and Katara). Ahhh... procrastination. You do plague my life so, but there is none to blame but myself. >__>

Silent Hill IRL?

2009-09-29T20:33:00.003+08:00

UTP is dark. It's pitch-black outside, all the streetlights are out. I wonder why?

I had to park at Pocket C because there was no parking elsewhere. It was so dark there, I had to park very slowly for fear of bumping into someone else's car, since I couldn't see.

And then the walk back from the Pocket C parking lot to my dorm... >__> It was kinda spooky.

It was like the 2nd dimension of Silent Hill, minus the fog and the monsters.

At some point, I was scanning around for health kits and handguns and ammo and anything else that might be useful in case a zombie nurse came at me. You never know, the clinic is very near that parking lot.

... ... ... No more Silent Hill LPs for me. =___=

Nando's

2009-09-25T13:26:00.007+08:00

On the other hand, the Nando's official website is made of win. The flash takes a while to load, but the main menu is adorable. The objects move when you hover your mouse over them, it's so cute. I love it! =D

Extra tip: check out the menu! (Clicky-clicky the note taped to the freezer to get to it.) The animation is awesome, me and my siblimgs sampat. =D

And yes, I am very bored and very free today.

Crap it, I need to get around to actually ordering the food. =___=

Epic Phail

2009-09-25T13:16:00.003+08:00

I was looking for the Nando's delivery menu (lunch for today!) online.

This was the very first search result.

I laughed so hard I nearly fell off the chair.

And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hunt for the menu on a site where it can actually be displayed. lolz

Addiction

2009-09-25T11:03:00.002+08:00

It's that time of the year again.

New seasons of series have been released, and they update weekly.

My particular drugs:

Gossip Girl, Season 3

America's Next Top Model, Cycle 13

House MD, Season 6

... and when Heroes, Season 4 comes out (is it already out?) ...

... ... ... dah la tgh byk kerja.

I will not be re-installing DC++ on my (borrowed) lappy. I have a vague idea that all these viruses I get come from there. You never know, nyways. Plus, no DC++ means addiction control.

No P2P, and no torrent access from UTP. I am safe.

Come, O my brothers and sisters, let us now uninstall DC++ (although I know nobody will).

And I shall catch up on series when I'm safely at home and work-free. Yes, yes, I like that idea.

Did I mention that my siblings have me hooked on Avatar: The Last Airbender? And that I just started a new game of Final Fantasy Dissidia (finally)?

Crap la. When am I gonna do my FYP??

Perth

2009-09-24T09:07:00.017+08:00

Perth was nice. It's laidback and chill, perfect for the type of holiday where you just want to chillax.

It's located in Western Australia, conveniently in the same timezone as Kuala Lumpur, so we didn't have to reset our watches at all. On the other hand, the sun sets earlier, around 6PM, which meant we got to fast one hour less than back home. =P

We had an apartment for the week, at Mullaloo Beach Hotel.

If you direct your attention to the sampat group of people on the balcony, that's us and there's our room.

There's a restaurant and pub directly below us, but the noise didn't carry up anyway, so it didn't bother us in the least. =)

Across the road from the apartments is Tom Simpson Park.

And across the park, the beach!

We never made it to the beach, though. This sign pretty much scared us off. =___=

That first day in Perth, we actually arrived quite late in the afternoon, and it was evening by the time we made our way to the apartment. All we had time to do that day was unpack, go out to grab dinner at Hungry Jack's (that's what they call Burger King in Australia) and then visit a grocery store to grab supplies for the rest of the week.

It was during that grocery shopping trip that my mum found this freak of a vergetable.

And that monstrosity actually lasted the six of us a good two or three meals, which was exactly how many home-cooked meals we had during the trip. =P

The next morning, Dad woke us up way way way before the crack of dawn, so we could all eat sahur together.

It was worth getting up freaking early for, though. =P And this we did for sahur/breakfast every day while we were there, whee~

On our second day there, we piled into our rented van and made our way to Fremantle, one of the port cities around WA.

That pretty building there is the Town Hall.

We mostly just walked around the streets and looked at the buildings and shops.

Here Nina went all sampat because she found a cafe with her name on it. lolz

I like how there are flowers like these everywhere. whee~

After Fremantle, we went to the Western Australian Botanic Garden.

I think this was one of my favourite places that we visited. It was so pretty~~~

They had all sorts of wildflowers and plants, and the park was so scenic.

Then we found this mini waterfall-thing in the park, and of course we had to sampat and camwhore. =P

And then we also did something we'd never do back home - we lay down on the grass. lolz

The ground felt so nice and soft, and the sun felt so warm in contrast to the cool air... I think we could have actually napped there, it was that nice. Best of all, no bugs! Try this in UTP, and the chances of you getting bitten painfully by a fire ant or whatever are pretty high. >__>

Also at the park was the State War Memorial, which was erected in honour of all the servicemen and women who died in the wars, specifically the Boer War, World War I and II, Korea and Vietnam.

Beyond this point, I kind of get mixed up as to what we did on which day, so let's just not bother trying to remember. =___=

I do remember that we went to Mandurah, again just to walk around and look.

We also went to Busselton, where there is apparently an underwater observatory located at the end of a 2km pier.

Unfortunately, when we got there, the jetty and the observatory was closed. =___= Which was kind of sad as we drove out there just to see it.

Behold our sad faces.

"I think Lara Croft would have been able to make that jump, though," is what Dad said. lolz

On Raya day, we went to Swan Valley, which is famous for it's numerous wineries, including Sandalfords. And then there are lots of farms selling produce such as strawberries, melons, grapes, etc.

And then there are factories there. They're the main reason we went, you see. Especially...

... the chocolate factory! =D

There were tonnes of people there.

Free samples are a must. These came in the form of chocolate chips; dark chocolate, milk chocolate, and white chocolate. Nina kept going back to take more, and the rest of us just leeched off her handfuls. By the time we left we were all high on sugar.

Chocolates of every kind imaginable. They even had chocolates with chili... which just sounds weird. >__>

We bought a couple of boxes with a variety mix inside - I'm not sure if the chili chocolate is included. If it is, and if I get to try it, I'll let you know how it tastes. hmm.

There's a little window where you can see them make the chocolate. There's only one person in there, though. I guess they don't have to make so many, seeing as how much chocolate they have laid out in the shop. >__>

We also went to the Mondo Nougat factory, where we also bought a whole load of nougat as well.

After lunch (fish and chips!) we went to AQWA, the Aquarium of Western Australia.

That, in my hand, is the leftover fish and chips from lunch. Yes, it may be kind of sadistic to bring in fish and chips and wave it in front of the fish in the aquarium, but that's just me. =P

The aquarium was pretty big, though! When we first went in, there was just a short corridor, and then the obligatory tunnel and walkalator that you'd find in every aquarium. That was pretty long, though nowhere near as long as Aquaria. They had a good number of sharks and huge turtles and rays, so we spent quite a while gawking at them.

Then we left the tunnel, thought that was it for the aquarium, then went through the tunnel for a second round just to kill time. Then when we actually left the tunnel, we realised there was another corridor filled with stuff to see. That led to another area, and another, and another... o__O

Check it out if you're ever there, it's not bad. It's just as mahal as Aquaria KLCC though, so be forewarned. >__>

Other than that, there really isn't that much to tell. Like I said, it was a chillaxing holiday, so all we pretty much did was drive around, take nice long walks, and sampat over random stuff. lolz

And now if you'll excuse me, I have to get lunch. Hungryyyyy...

Announcement

2009-09-23T10:03:00.002+08:00

Sorry for the one week hiatus, just got back from Perth =D

Haven't even finished unpacking yet, daymn.

Photos coming sooooon~~

VMA

2009-09-15T22:36:00.004+08:00

Kanye West is a prick.

Way to rain on someone else's parade.

Poor Taylor Swift.

(Hari ni ialah Hari Malas Nak Blog Panjang2.)

Random Quote

2009-09-15T20:34:00.001+08:00

I read this quote today:

"A man will give a woman a dress, only so he may undress her later."

Umm... huh??

>__>

<__<

wth...

Just Another Yellow Lemon Tree

2009-09-13T20:34:00.003+08:00

I'm sure you know the song Lemon Tree by Fool's Garden.

There are some days when that song describes exactly the mood I'm in. Like today.

Bored, lonely, apathetic. I don't feel like doing anything, I don't feel like eating anything, I don't feel like sleeping, I don't feel like... anything.

I'm sitting here in my boring room
It's just another lazy Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time, I've got nothing to do
I'm hanging around here, I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens... and I wonder

I've been feeling that way all Sunday afternoon, but now it's Sunday night and nothing's changed. I tried sleeping, it didn't work. I don't know what to do now. Even blogging only kills so much time. Urgh.

Maybe I'll go take a shower, or take a walk. Something, anything. Just let me feel some emotion other than nothingness. I don't even feel like a human being right now.

The Amazing Blog Award

2009-09-13T14:02:00.003+08:00

I was tagged by Weena.

1. Copy award di atas untuk diletakkan di blog anda

Done~

2. Nyatakan 5 fakta menarik tentang si pemberi award ini.

I don't know her that well, but this much I know...

- She really likes the colour pink.

- When she was staying in our house, she somehow managed to get a room to herself - no roommate! I have no idea how she managed that!

- Not exactly a fact, but when I first knew her she had long hair. And then it was short. And now it's long-ish again. lolz

- From her previous blog posts, I can tell she really really likes Britney Spears.

- She clearly likes shopping. A lot. =P

3. Setiap blogger mestilah menyatakan 10 fakta atau hobi diri sendiri sebelum memilih penerima award seterusnya.

- I like collecting bookmarks; leather ones, metal ones, beaded ones, wooden ones... I like them all. The typical paper ones are harder to keep, though, they don't last long.

- I've always wanted one of those transparent umbrellas that you commonly see in Japanese series or movies. I've never been able to find one of those here, though. I guess in this hot sun they're not practical. But then again, I only use umbrellas when it's raining, so it doesn't matter.

- I've kept a large number of journals and diaries since I was in primary school, but none of them ever lasted very long. It's a lot of wasted paper, but I did have good intentions when I started them >__>

- I adore looking at pretty notebooks in the stationary sections of bookstores. I love love love notebooks. I don't know why, I just do.

- I collect those coloured Stabilo pens. I now have one of every single colour (finally), after having bought them one at a time (because I was too cheap to just buy the whole set in one shot).

- I like reading manga, but I rarely watch anime. I also don't read manga recommended to me by others. Whenever I want to start a new series, I click on the "Select Random Manga" button at onemanga.

- I am a shy person, and it's difficult for me to approach new people. I am typically attracted to loud and friendly people. Most of my close friends are of this type, or people introduced to me by them. It takes me a long time to get attached to someone, but when I do I will care very much about them.

- I love reading storybooks, but I don't like buying secondhand books. Books, for me, are something that I want to keep for a long time (forever, if possible). So I like to have them in pristine condition when I get them. Those books that I borrow from the library, or purchase from Novel Hut, I consider as one-night stands... read them once and then return/throw/give away.

- I used to like to draw, but after years of neglect, nothing I draw looks right anymore. It's very frustrating for me, and sad. I guess I was never very good at it in the first place, but now I'm just downright terrible.

- I collected stamps when I was little; my parents used to get mail from all over, and I used to take the stamps and stick them into my stamp albums. The hobby died out when snail mail started to die out. I'm not the type of person who has so much money to spend on collecting stamps.

4) Anda perlu memilih 10 penerima award seterusnya dan describe tentang mereka

-Illy, the soul-searching one
- Nina, the one who seldom blogs but writes exactly like me
- Hasif, the one whose blog is on life-support
- Adek, the one who likes to rant
- Tasha, the one with the funny stories
- Reen, the one yg tgh angau skarang
- Rez, another one whose blog is on life-support
- Chira, the one who always has a lot to say
- Ivan, the one who works hard and plays hard too
- Edrea, the one whose blog is being given CPR

ok, technically I mostly described their blogs. But it's difficult to sum up people in one sentence. Read their blogs and get to know them yourself.

Tag completed. Whee~

For That Someone

2009-09-13T02:50:00.007+08:00

Somewhere far away from here
is that someone I hold dear
who whiles away the hours
building the glass towers
of sky-castles promised me

And while I wait patiently here
for that someone I hold dear
I while away my time
writing this pointless rhyme
of a love that's far from me

At night I hug his sweater
remembering our times together
wondering if he would
remember me if he could
when he looks out at the sea

At night I listen to his song
repeatedly for lord knows how long
remembering when it was
that the raindrops fell on us
when he first sang it for me

And though it may be very long
before he again sings that song
I will wait patiently here
for that someone I hold dear
'til he comes back to me

* * * * *

I can't write poems to save my life... but I sometimes like to pretend I do. >__> yes, it's lame I know. I have no aspirations of writing good poetry anyway, this crap is just something I vomit out when I need to vent.

This post goes under a new label category: mushysappy. You will learn from now on to avoid reading all posts labeled as such to keep the contents of your last meal safely in your stomachs. =P

... And, comments are disabled for this post, because I don't want them. I can be mushy if I want to occasionally, but please don't bahan me for it (wishful thinking). tralalala~

Random Photos

2009-09-10T23:39:00.005+08:00

Somebody (I'm not saying who... somebody) complained that I don't put enough photos on this blog. Whatever.

And since I don't have anything really interesting to blog about today anyway, I'll just upload a few recent photos from my phone (my only camera, so excuse the poor quality). Might do this every now and then from now on when I have nothing to blog about in particular, yay.

Latest photo Hafez sent me from InaiTulip. They've been knocking the rust off of that big pipe... or something. >__> Manual labour... I guess all cadets get bullied. Like Rusydi says, STU (or in this case, STH?)

My desk as of a few days ago. It's worse now, trust me. Want to play Mystery Case Files? No need to trouble yourself downloading the game. Come to my room in the morning when I'm getting ready for class, and help me find a watch, a phone, and a necklace. It's a lot more challenging than you think.

... Illy's belief is that I'm like this because my mum is OCD. Hence when I'm away from home, I lepaskan geram. Or something. Maybe.

Hafez took this photo on our last date, when we happened to have breakfast at USM (gila sedih, pak tor at usm >__>). And then he got all nostalgic, because he remembered when we ate there a few years ago, not long after we got together, and he took a photo of me with his (then new) phone. And that photo is still my blog profile photo, because I like it.

And this photo, I uploaded on Facebook, because it's my most recent photo and I don't have a lot of photos of myself. Because I don't camwhore. Because I malas want to put up hundreds of photos of my ugly mug on my blog unlike some female bloggers. So there. And now y'all know why the pose is exactly the same as the old photo (shown below). It's because of my cheesy nostalgic boyfriend whom I worship and adore. Tralalala.

Was unable to get that same couple to pose in the background, so there's a janitor in the remake photo instead. lolz wtf.

Some really cute cat I saw at McD Medan Gopeng. It reminded me of a plushie I have at home. Sooo cuuuuuteeeee XD

Wait. erm, what? That's all the so-called recent photos that I have on my phone? And only two of them were taken this month? And all of them save one were not taken by me, but Hafez? *dies* blogger fail, I tell you.

ok ok. I'll be more blogger-like from now on. I'll take pictures of every single meal I eat! I'll camwhore incessantly and upload 500 photos of myself all in the same pose! I will take pictures of myself standing in posey poses with a bunch of girls uglier than me so that I'll look super hot! (no such thing actually, because I don't know anybody fuglier than me) I will be *drumrolls* *cymbal clashes* a typical blogger!

Tralalalala.

Post dedicated to Donovan Chan, the person mentioned in the first paragraph of this post. Oops, I said who after all. Oh well.

Procrastination - I Haz It

2009-09-10T14:26:00.002+08:00

On Monday, I stayed up all night to build my FYP prototype from scratch, because one of my supervisors wanted to see it.

On Tuesday, I managed to finish just enough of the prototype about an hour before I went to see my supervisor. I then stayed up all night that night to finish my FYP progress report.

On Wednesday, I finished the progress report at 7 in the morning. I attempted to print out two copies with my blardy printer, but then it ran out of ink halfway. I replaced the ink cartridge, and then it hanged like it always does when I'm doing heavy printing. So it was 12pm by the time I finished printing and then went to bind the reports. In between, I attempted to study for my Data Mining test, although I couldn't concentrate at all.

Finally, the test was over (I think I survived somehow, hope the lecturer ignores my doodles of The Happy Food Friends on one page of my answer sheets) around 6.15pm. My co-cu class ended at 7.15, I buka puasa-ed at Taman Maju with my friends, went back to my room, showered, made a call to the deck of InaiTulip, waited a bit for my hair to dry, and then promptly fell asleep at around 10.30pm.

I woke up around 2pm today (Thursday), having slept a good thirteen-and-a-half hours. And an hour later, I'm still sitting in front of the pc in my pyjamas, happily catching up on the Facebooking and blogs that I've missed out on the last couple of days. I'll shower and get dressed for class around 4pm, maybe. My only class for today is at 5pm, and once it ends at 6pm, my weekend has begun. =D

And there you have a week in the life of a typical procrastinating final sem UTP student. hahaha.

Influenza M(A1A5)

2009-09-08T05:42:00.003+08:00

I was doing my FYP work happily. Click, click. Drag, drop. Type type type. Repeat.

And then it struck, out of nowhere.

The dangerous thing about this chronic illness is that it comes out of nowhere. It strikes without warning, and once you get it, it's difficult to cure. It is generally not known to be infectious, but it is more widespread than the common cold, and is known to be particularly prevalent among a certain ethnic group in Malaysia.

Symptoms may include drowsiness, incapacity to do work, fatigue (imagined or otherwise), procrastination tendencies, and an odd compulsion to Facebook more than you should.

If symptoms persist, do not bother contacting your physician for an MC. They won't give one to you.

Ok, now someone persuade me to continue doing my FYP. Please. Please. I've got M(A1A5) bad.

Memboo

2009-09-06T00:20:00.004+08:00

I was watching the news on RTM1 (yes, I actually watched the local news in Malay, don't be shocked now) and I saw something interesting.

You know how news programs always show some random scrolling text at the bottom of the screen, because they assume that you can multitask and read the text as well as watch and listen to the newscast? (I have no idea how the deaf-mute community can focus on the sign language lady and read the text simultaneously, that seems even harder to do.)

Anyway. I saw this word in the scrolling text: "memboo".

It took me a while to figure out what it was. I'd never encountered that word before, ever. And then I realised what it was: booing.

Sampaaaaattt. It sounds so funny when you read it out loud. Memboo. Memboo. Lemboo. XD

Imagine all the other imbuhan you could use.

Membookan.

Diboo.

Penbooan.

Terboo.

And what about other sounds that people make?

"Lelaki yang gatal itu telah mempewittkan awek-awek yang lalu di hadapannya."

hahahahahaha

Seriously though, is memboo an actual word? Can it be found in the Kamus Dewan? Someone please please please look it up, I left my Kamus Dewan at home. I'm dying to know XD

Food, Glorious Food

2009-09-05T16:02:00.006+08:00

Yesterday, we went to Ipoh with one aim in mind: to watch Final Destination 4.

Of course, we were looking forward to good food, having starved ourselves the whole day. But when we arrived at Ipoh, the question arose: Where?

Our initial plan was Iro-Iro at Ipoh Parade, which supposedly has good food as recommended by some friends. But when we got there, the darned place was close, and we were left clueless as to where to eat.

You'd think that having starved the whole day, we'd be less picky about what we eat, right? But no. We only get to eat once a day (at least I do because I rarely sahur), so when we do eat we like something with an oomph! that can keep both tongue and tummy happy and satisfied the rest of the night (if not the following day) =P

As we debated our options, we listed our usual options: Kenny Rogers? Secret Recipe? McDonald's? KFC? We rejected these suggestions one by one, none of them seeming appetizing enough.

It was while we were driving along that Don suddenly exclaimed, pointing out the window.

"Hey... that place looks interesting. Korean BBQ Buffet... wanna check it out and see?"

The word "buffet" sounded interesting enough, and so we made a little detour and went to see. Don and me got out and went to scope the place, whilst Reen, Illy and Rusydi waited in the car.

Check 1: Place was halal.

Check 2: Food served looks interesting.

Check 3: Reasonably priced.

Having passed all three tests, Don and me went out, called to Reen to park her car, and then went back in to book a table.

Before long, we were happily seated around a table, eagerly eyeing the grill set in the center of the table. Next to it, a small pot of broth, for soup. The buffet table was full of marinated meats and seafood, sushi, sandwiches, assorted Korean noodles and dishes. There was even a small dessert section, with cake slices and mini-cupcakes, and ice-cream.

And all this for a price of RM29.90 per person (about RM32 after tax).

The food was GOOD. I don't know what they marinated the stuff with, but it was nice! And cooking your own food and eating it hot was nice as well. I particularly enjoyed the lamb, the dory fish, and the baby octopus. Not such a big fan of the Korean sushi, but it's passable. I also totally fell in love with the soup stock they gave us, which we happily filled with mushrooms and whatever else we felt like chucking in. haha

Our food cooking on the grill, courtesy of Donovan, our chef for the night. =P

And bottomless iced lemon tea and/or iced peach tea is welcome any day XD

We stayed there for over two hours, stuffing our face and talking and cracking stupid jokes. Omg so fun. At some point or the other, us girls were laughing hysterically, tears streaming down our faces, thanks to Don and Rusydi's stupid jokes and comments, lolz

One of the waiters thought I was Filipino, and assumed that the rest of us were Filipino as well by association. We kantoi when Illy spoke in Malay whilst he was nearby, and then he got a shock, hahaha.

Awesome, awesome night. We ate until we were so stuffed, we made stuffed turkeys look not so stuffed. Will definitely go back there again! =D

Afterwards we finally watched The Final Destination, which was nowhere near as interesting as the first one and second one, but just as gory and pointless as the third one. Ah well. I guess it might be fun in 3D, who knows.

Best outing in a while, though. Can't wait for the next one XD

Cravings...

2009-09-03T12:24:00.004+08:00

... it's when you're fasting that you crave all of these things. Especially when you're in middle-of-nowhere Tronoh, where the food you love, you can't get. Why oh why is Ipoh such a small town? =(

Three things I miss the most...

Nasi Bojari from Madam Kwan's...

pic courtesy of makanbyte.com

Portobello Mushroom Ravioli from California Pizza Kitchen...

pic courtesy of myfoodilicious

... and Prawn Mee from Little Penang Cafe.

pic courtesy of quaintly.net

When can I go to KLCC again..?

... In the meantime, prawn mee at Old Town? Nowhere near as good, but better than nothing. The ravioli and the nasi bojari I can continue dreaming about. *sobs*

(Defining characteristic of a Malaysian = loves food. Yes, I am attempting to justify my gluttony. Is it working?)

BoredomC++

2009-08-31T22:50:00.002+08:00

If (mood="lazy" and energy="sleepy")
action="sleep early";

else if (mood="neutral")
action="study CC";

else if (mood="IDon'tKnowIHaveNotEncounteredThisMoodYet")
action="do my stupid FYP";

If (action="sleep early"){
plan="wake up early and study/work";
reality="not in this life will I get up early";
}

This post is proof of my boredom, wtf. =___=

Eco-friendly Underwear? Huh??

2009-08-29T08:25:00.004+08:00

... no, seriously.

Picture this - your phone runs out of batteries, presumably while you're out shopping for groceries, or out on your morning jog. And there's nowhere for you to charge your handphone! These days, your phone is your life!! what if you miss an important call or text message??

Fear not, Triumph's photovoltaic bra is here! Never again will you have to worry about phone or mp3 player batteries dying on you in crucial moments! Simply strip down to your skivvies and charge those babies right up with your solar-powered bra! Just make sure there are no males in the vicinity, or other things will be charged up too!

Just in case you didn't believe me. wtf.

Note that it's not advisable to get these things wet, so you may probably never wash them. Yes, nothing says eco-friendly like a pair of soiled undies that haven't been washed for a week plus. EW.

Being eco-friendly has its limits, you know. Does the word "practicality" mean anything anymore?

Owh, and thanks Dad, for a good laugh early in the morning. hahahaha XD

Please...

2009-08-29T06:43:00.001+08:00

... don't hate me if you read it.

Isn't It Ironic

2009-08-26T23:11:00.004+08:00

1) iTunes problem fixed. Got rid of stupid iTunes, synced iPod with latest version of Winamp instead. Works like a charm, so now I have a functional iPod again. The catch? I don't have a pair of functioning earphones. =___=

2) Hafez says he's getting a couple of days off during Raya, and will most likely be attending his company's annual dinner at Sunway. My house is freakin' near Sunway, hence a good opportunity to meet. All the more precious would that opportunity be, considering the next time he gets off the ship will be in February. too good to be true? Yes, it is. I won't be anywhere near Subang or Sunway or even in the same time zone during Raya break. T___T

It's too bad that UTP blocked FMyLife.com, these would make pretty decent FMLs. haha.

Bak kata Rusydi, it sucks to be me.

*hums Avenue Q*

I Wonder...

2009-08-25T12:58:00.003+08:00

... why are Malaysian celebrities referred to as "artists", when few, if any of them, ever produce anything remotely close to art?

Hafez, the Junior Version

2009-08-24T21:34:00.000+08:00

We were at the old USM building, where Don wanted to stop by to withdraw some cash from the ATM.

Suddenly he pointed out a couple of guys to our left.

"Hey," he said. "That guy looks a lot like Hafez, but the junior version."

"Huh?" I said, turning to look. "No way!"

I caught a brief glimpse of him before he put on his helmet and climbed onto the motorbike with his friend.

"He does!" Illy exclaimed.

"No la. Where got." I rolled my eyes at them.

"Seriously!" Don argued. "He looks just like Hafez, junior version. Except that he's fairer and more handsome."

I laughed. "What the hell, Don."

"Ask Illy, I'm sure she agress," he said adamantly.

Much to my surprise, Illy did.

"Fine, whatever," I said, still laughing. We pulled out of the parking lot and headed off to Pocket C, Don insisting all the while that the guy really did look a lot like Hafez and that I had such an annoying "mine is better" attitude. =__=

* * * * * * *

It was later that same evening that we were at the bazaar Ramadhan, buying food for buka puasa (although I was the only one actually fasting lolz) that we saw the guy again.

This time, I caught a better look at him. (Although I think he was a bit weirded out that these same strangers kept staring at him, lolz)

"Ok, so I admit that he does kind of look like Hafez... especially from the back. Only he's much shorter," I told Don, admitting defeat. He really did. Not to say that he looked exactly like Hafez, but something about him really did remind me of him.

"I told you, right? And he's more handsome, right??"

What kind of person asks you whether someone is more handsome than their boyfriend? =__=

"We-ell... he's kind of cute, I suppose. But I still think Hafez is more handsome."

At which Don made an exasperated face.

"No, really. If Hafez came back completely black from being sunburned on that ship, and with a beard like a Taliban guy from not shaving for 6 months, I'd still love him." I insisted.

"She says that now..." Don said, exchanging looks with Illy.

=___=

Hmmmph. I sayang Hafez because of who he is, not because of what he looks like.

Still kind of weird though, how much that guy looked like him. I'd think he was a cousin of Hafez's, except that I've seen photos of his cousins, and none of them even remotely resemble each other.

But seeing that doppelganger makes me miss the real thing even more. =( I want to call him, but he didn't reply my message... must me down in his bunk. huhu...

First Day of Fasting

2009-08-23T15:46:00.004+08:00

We buka puasa at Moven's Peak yesterday; me, Reen, Illy, Lynn, Don, Rezza and Rusydi.

Of which, I was the only girl fasting =___= So really, it was only three of us breaking fast, but oh well.

After that we went to catch a 9:30 movie at JJ, Up. Awesome movie. It was soo cute and funny, none of us could stop laughing throughout, or going "Awwwww!" every now and then. Go watch it if you haven't already!

After the movie ended, we drove back to Batu Gajah, and went for karaoke. Sang our lungs out for 2 hours and 36 songs (crazy). But omg it was so fun XD I guess karaoke is only fun when none of you are good singers who like to syok sendiri, and when everyone knows all the songs and sings along no matter who is holding the mic. Best karaoke session I've been to, ever. XD

And when we finally crawled out of the karaoke place, we decided to go for sahur somewhere, and so headed back to Tronoh to hunt for a mamak.

Strangely, for the first time in our 4 years at UTP, not a single mamak was open! We were shocked and amazed. What was going on?? Hari Cuti Mamak Sedunia??

Rezz and Lynn asked to be excused, apparently tired from the day's activities, so we dropped them off at UTP, piled everyone into my car, and headed off again to hunt for food.

Yes, we were so semangat despite the fact that only two people in the car were actually fasting (me and Rusydi), haha. =P

We decided then and there to go for McD breakfast, (yums!) since some of us had been craving it for some time now, haha.

Unfortunately, when we arrived there, the sour-faced kakak at the counter informed us that McD breakfast starts at 6am (whaaat? since when??), so we had to settle for other food instead =(

Not exactly the sahur we were hoping for, but we whacked anyway. haha. Seriously though, McD breakfast at 6am?? Looks like we won't be able to eat their hash browns for a month, then. Yeesh. Terrible marketing strategy, wtf. Dah la the fries I ordered tasted re-heated, urgh.

Overall though, had sooo much fun XD Crawled into bed at 7 in the morning, completely knackered out but happy. haha

* * * * * * *

Meanwhile, an update from Inaitulip. =)

He's being well-fed on the ship, no shortage of food for buka puasa, sahur, and even snacks in between. So no worries in that department =)

His bunk has no phone line, so he has to go up on deck to call me. A bit harder to call or message him now, as I don't know when he's in his bunk and when he's not. >__> Otherwise though, I guess it's not so bad as long as I can still contact him.

Today's the 6th day since he left.

Hafez's Graduation

2009-08-21T21:00:00.004+08:00

Hafez graduated last Sunday.

Yes, I am slow to update. I'm lazy. That and the internet connection in UTP is horrible. The LAN is apparently down, because I can't seem to connect to it at all. And I get disconnected from the wireless connection every 5 minutes or so, it's a real pain in the ass.

Plus I was studying my butt off for my Cyber Law quiz. Why study so hard for just a quiz, you ask? Because the failure rate for the course is very high. Like, in the whole history of that course being taught at UTP, only like a small handful of people ever got A for it. Most people count themselves lucky to escape with a C or a D. And these people who get Cs and Ds are Deans Listers, ok. I cannot afford to get a low grade point average this semester!

Hence, the manic studying. For a quiz. Ahem. But it's done with now, and it wasn't so bad after all... coincidentally, the stuff that came out I'd remembered. But then again, he told us he was going really easy on us. >__>

But I digress.

Last Friday, I stayed up making a card for Hafez, because I'm a cheapskate who doesn't like to waste money buying cards, haha. Also because I happen to think that handmade ones are more personalized and therefore more thoughtful.

The card was actually pretty simple. It's just that I'm completely crap at card-making, so it takes me longer than most sane people. >__>

The front of the card.

The hat was the hardest for me to make. I had to stick like four or five pieces of paper together to get it just thick enough and then painstakingly cut out the botton and top part of the hat. Urgh. And don't get me started on the tassle. >__>

The back of the card.

That animal was meant to be a treesloth, but it ended up looking like a shih-tzu. =__= owh, and I drew a treesloth because that's what I call Hafez. Because he sleeps a lot. Like a treesloth =P And I'm a koala because I'm clingy. Like duh. haha

For his graduation present, I bought him a teddy bear. I would have bought him flowers, but I thought it a bit weird buying flowers for a guy. Is it just me..? But then again, I asked him and he didn't want flowers either. So there =P

Not that a teddy bear is that much more macho, but at least it lasts longer? ladeedum~

On the day of the graduation, he got there nice and early with a big smile on his face.

(This was actually taken later in the day, I'm kind of cheating. What, you think I semangat want to wake up so early and stalk him and take photos ah? Heck no. =P)

He's so semangat, his shirt and tie matches the robes. =P

I got up around 8.30am, and by the time I reached there it was 9-something and the ceremony was just starting.

Since each graduate could only invite two people into the hall, and since those invitation slots were obviously taken up by his parents, I had to sit outside. Wasn't so bad, there was a big screen outside, so we could see what was going on on the stage.

About an hour later and over 50 "Mohamads" later (=__=), they finally called his name.

He was smiling the whole time he was walking on the stage towards Dr. M. I had an equally big grin plastered on my face. Was so proud of him, he looked so handsome *sniff, sniff* lolz

See how handsome my boyfriend is. See, see.

The official photgrapher or whatever they call 'em, chose kind of a weird angle. Never mind, my boyfriend is still handsome lolz.

And then he was off the stage, and I waited at the door thinking he'd come out soon.

But, no. He couldn't leave until the whole ceremony was over.

And so I had to wait outside in the lovely heat and humidity of UTP until he came out, nearly three hours later. >__> His parents were nice enough to come outside and teman me, though. ^^

Eventually he came out. And then we went to the tents they'd set up at the staff's parking lot, where there was food laid out for guests. I wasn't sure whether I was allowed to come as well, but his mum dragged me along anyway, lolz. The food was... well, it doesn't matter whether the food was good or not, because it was free. Right? Right. *nods vigourously*

After we ate, we took a picture. Teehee.

I'm holding the teddy bear I gave him. Cute right? XD I forced Hafez to name him, and he did. It was a one-syllable name like... Bob or Greg or something, but I forgot it. Poor bearbear T___T

We met up with Pupu then, and I asked him to take a few shots of Hafez. These are the ones he edited, they're nice =)

He also took a picture of Hafez with his mum, but that one is still with Pupu I guess.

Then we went back to Hafez's house for a bit so he could change out of his shirt and tie before we went out again to Ipoh.

But not before he took a picture with his dad... (x sempat take picture with his dad at UTP because his dad hilang somewhere to re-park the car or something when Pupu came along with his camera, owh well.)

... and his brother. (His brother came back to Ipoh for the weekend from Shah Alam, but couldn't go to the convo after all because he fell sick. Kesian.)

Owh, brother pics not available, because we took them using his brother's phone. Too bad. You'll have to take my word for it, Hafez looks like his mum, and his older brother looks like his dad.

And then we were sitting around in their living room for a while, and Hafez was playing with his scroll, pointing it at me and mumbling "Wingardium Leviosa" despite me rolling my eyes at him repeatedly.

I snapped this pic in the middle of him playing with his scroll.

haha. Ignore the feet in the background. I forgot who they belong to. =P

Well... that's it for the convo pics. Unfortunately, they're mostly sad quality pictures taken with my pathetic 2.0 megapixel handphone camera. Sad, sad. Owh well.

* * * * * * *

In other news, I saw Hafez off at the Medan Gopeng bus station on Monday night. He was taking a bus to Johor, where he started work on Tuesday. And for the record, I cried, but I did not wail like a banshee. I did not. =__=

He sent me this photo on Tuesday.

That's the ship he's working on now. It's traveling between Johor and Singapore, digging up the seabed for whatever reason, port maintenance I suppose. >__>

I'll see him 6 months from now, when he gets off that ship. T___T

He reloaded RM30 worth of prepaid before he boarded, but he's used it all up between calling me and his mum. Oops. It's only been 4 days. >__>

I'll call him tomorrow, then. But there's so much to talk about and I miss him so much, how to keep our talk time to a minimum... T__T

Until 6 months from now, I guess every night I will have to resort to hugging his smelly sweater and listening to the song he wrote for me.

Yes, another one of these thingeys for good measure. ---> T____T

Reading

2009-08-12T10:16:00.003+08:00

With so few classes this sem, you would expect me to be spending all my free time actually doing work. Too bad.

>__>

This morning, I woke up and thought I'd continue my book. And then it occurred to me... which one do I pick up and read?? lolz

Greedy, greedy Shira. Starting more than one book at a time.

Exhibit A: Skin

A collection of Roald Dahl's short stories, including the one we read in school: The Sound Machine. I was surprised when I read that story. Did you know, they shortened it for our English Literature syllabus? How do you make a short story shorter?? *is in complete disbelief* And WHY?? Btw the title story, Skin, is freakay. At the end of the story I was like this --> o__O That Roald Dahl guy had some imagination.

Exhibit B: Dombey and Son

Haven't read this one before, or even heard of the title. But I've been craving to read a Charles Dickens novel ever since I saw the Mystery of Edwin Drood at Times bookstore the other day. If I can't get that exact book, any other by the same author is the next best thing.

Exhibit C: Hawaiian Caress

Ok, I don't usually read romance novels. In fact, the last time I picked up a romance novel of this kind was when I was in Form 3, and even that I just picked up and read because it was lying around. (Is how I learned about the birds and the bees, lolz) But I was in the mood for some good ol' smut. Sanggup wei, drve all the way to Ipoh just to find a Novel Hut and buy smut, haha! But is nice to read once in a while. Plus the hero in this story is the captain of a ship. 'nuff said =P

Exhibit D: The Malay Dilemma

Ok, this one I can say I'm reading for my Malaysian Studies class. Pick any book about Malaysia, the lecturer said, and write a book report about it. This book it is, then. I've always meant to read it, just never found an occasion to. (byk je alasan)

And these four are the ones stealing away my time from FYP. Before this it was The Glass Palace (Amitav Ghosh) and All's Well That Ends Well (Shakespeare). Ish. Reading marathon.

I'd make somebody take my library card and hold it for me to make sure I don't borrow out any more fiction, but then again... my library card is my matric card. x boleh la mcm tu. wahahaha

Die.

btw, I want book vouchers for my birthday. =D (ceh, as if my birthday is just around the corner =___=)

And Hafez, make sure the library in our house next time is BIG. If the library is as big as the one in Beauty and the Beast so much the better. (Need I say more, that's why the Beast is my favourite prince in all of Disney. =P)

The Little Prince

2009-08-08T20:38:00.009+08:00

Today, I read the book The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. I was initially attracted to it by the simple but charming illustrations, and then got drawn into it further and further as I read it.

Although it's really a book for children, the messages it gives are heartfelt and profound.

In one particular chapter, a fox comes across the Prince, and asks him to tame him. And he says this:

“You have hair like the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”

Basically, that the wheat is just another object to the fox, but once he loves the Prince, he will love the wheat because it will remind him of the Prince. The things around us are mere things; what gives them meaning and sentiment to us is that they represent something or someone that we love. Isn't that so?

So whenever I hear those songs that he used to make me listen to repeatedly in the car, whenever I walk by those places we used to hang out at... there are just about hundreds of little things that remind me of him.... and every one of those things I will love, because they will remind me of him. No matter how far away he leaves, or how long he leaves, at least I'll have those things to remind me of him until the next time he comes back. I guess now I feel a little bit better about letting him go, because at least I know I have something to hold on to, however intangible.

But as the book also says:

“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

ok, now I'm getting sappy, so I'll just stop right there. But seriously, I think anyone'd feel sappy after reading that book. Y'know... unless you have a heart of stone or something.

Other quotes that I liked from the book:

Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essentail matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.

“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world…”

"All men have the stars," he answered, "but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travellers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all the stars are silent. You--you alone--will have the stars as no one else has them--"

The book was published in 1943. I wonder what took me so long to find it.

Making Babies

2009-08-07T11:22:00.004+08:00

When I'm bored, I make babies.

No, really. I'm serious.

I made a baby girl with Hafez today. See?

We also made a baby boy.

Then I decided to be more experimental, so I made a baby with Ewan McGregor wtf. Hey, a girl can dream.

... See, people. When normal humans try to make babies with celebrities, disasters happen. o__O dunno how an asian + caucasian can suddenly become a mixed african-american and caucasian baby complete with an afro, wtf.

makemebabies.com ni merepek la. If real babies looked like that, I'd be very afraid.

I still haven't figured out whether my babies look more like me or their fathers, lolz.

What do you think?

All's Fair in Love and War

2009-08-06T14:54:00.003+08:00

Mum was reading this article in the newspaper yesterday and told me about it.

Apparently, this guy had been cheating on his wife with at least five other women. So when his wife found out about it, what did she do?

She contacted three of those women, and they plotted to get their revenge on him. One of them lured him to a motel with the promise of a "massage", where he was willingly tied to the bed and blindfolded.

And then entered the other women to assist her in "torturing" him. Basically, they bitch-slapped him, threatened him with a non-existent gun, and then finished off by pulling off his underwear and squirting a bottle of superglue all over his penis.

BRILLIANT. He totally had it coming, I'd say. I mean, c'mon. It's not like it did any permanent physical damage. Psychological and emotional trauma maybe, but then again he caused a lot of psychological and emotional trauma to the women he played, so I'd say all is fair. *snickers*

Hilarious. Sounds like an interesting plot for a comedy, maybe. I'd watch it =P