DONE.

It has been pretty hectic these two days, since I have to settle the enrolment, fees, and the school matters. The brother have been pretty helpful running around to do last minute photocopying for me, carrying the laptop, and paying for the cab, and treating me lunch. That is so unlike him, I tell you. But have to give him some credits for being very dependable and not to forget generous. :)) Oh, and he introduced me to his latest obsession, the Burger King breakfast. But of course, this will never beat my McD's ehh. once a ronald's fan, always a ronald's fan :)


Anyhow, today I'm finally done with the school matters. And Hidayah was so sweet to have came all the way down to Woodlands just to accompany me to the school. :)) And then, we were off to window shopping, errr, minus the shopping. You see, I wanted to search for new decent pair of shoes and some new clothes. Then I decided that I should wait for Yana just in case she would want to buy new clothes too. See, it's an unspoken understanding between us that we should have the same stuff each, so there wouldn't be any sharing (which usually results to fighting) But of course, me being me, when I'm out and sick of walking around, I suggested watching movies just for the heck of it. :)) It was a nice, romantic comedy movie. It was so funny that Hidyaah was laughing like a hyena so hard I think the whole theatre was looking at her. HAHA. :)




Oh, and I came home today to find many many pictures in the blog. Of course, this is thanks to Mel. :) Anyhow, if it looks too big, or too pretty, or funny or your picture's not in it or anything, tell me ehh.

CHEERS.

money money money monehhhh. -sing it-

I have a feeling that the money (thanks to bandung-only during breaks) is going to be from 100+ bucks to zilch. I'm in dire need of good fun before the school starts, so many dates on the way, movies, food and money. It's that time of the year where I itch to spend money like nobody's business.

Anyhow, one guy, six girls, pizzas and a pizza hut should be good fun ehh. :)))

Cheers?

goodbye not.

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next."

Today was weird. I got excited. And then disappointed. And then a little hopeful. And then happy. And then sad. And then optimistic.

Yes, it's an emotional rollercoaster.

So for those who are still not in the know, I have been accepted into RP out of the blue. Now, I'm not going to bore you with the details of what I have to do by when. All I have to say is that everything just happened a little too fast. Here I am, having a rotting holiday, and couldn't wait to be back at school with them kecohrable people, and suddenly BOOM now, I'm going to be in a different school on 16 April. How shocking.

Now I'm not going to be all emotional and dramatic here, since it's good news here. But I know, you know, we know, that I'm going to miss my ISO ehh. :) And it really is a pity that my fellow long lost ex-schoolmates are having a mini-reunion at Bishan, I'm not going to be there.

Hopefully, I'll feel at home at RP just like in Bishan. Anyhow, thanks to fellow brothers and sisters at ISO for being the best class, best kecohrable gang, for junk food sessions with me, for funny moments and the ups and downs. What can I say? ISO ROCK lahh. (and this is the part where jay'll say "yes, ISO rocks my tits." Pfft.)

So yes, ISO-ed, ISO-ians, and ISO-ers... You'll be missed!

Goodbyes are not forever.Goodbyes are not the end.They simply mean I'll miss you. Until we meet again. :)


CHEERS.

The Letterbox.

It's comforting that they actually considered to offer me a place. But well, I guess some things are not meant to be for me ehh.

It's quite annoying that I have to forget all about this DAE crap. It's just a vicious cycle, this whole education system, and trying to get into poly. It's emotionally draining, and I just gave up.

Everyone were busy these few days, and no one ever thought about The Letterbox, because we all have better things to do then thinking about The Letterbox, which really is just a box, with mostly junk mails and lots of bills, which will only makes the heart ache, and blood pressure up, if you really think about it. So we conveniently forgot about letterbox opening for one week.

And look what happen?

Wahlao.

The Maulid at Expo was as usual. Just one of those days that makes me feel holy.

Terengganu-ed.

Terengganu was okay. Hanging out with makciks who seems to find shopping rather excitingly interesting is not exactly well, exciting. But lucky for me it was Friday, which means the whole stretch of shops were close, which means they only get to go to the wet market. Which really defeats the whole purpose of a supposedly "holiday" when there's lots of wet markets right here in the country, hor. Wahlao. Anyhow, smart me decided to just rot in the hotel and watch cable tv the whole day before we catch the coach home at 8. Which again, defeats the whole purpose of a supposedly "holiday". Oh wait. My house got no cable tv. Pfft.

And roadside stalls have the suckiest tasteless food, and pathetic service.

So yes, it was not worth missing that bowling date with them people. Gahh. :(

CHEERS?

neck pain neck pain.

I'm back.





And I'm off to sleep.

rotting day.

I hate holidays. Okay, I just dread holidays. Especially holidays where I could only hang out with them adults, while the kiddos and Yana are off to school, leading their normal boring lives. Now, this one month holiday is not exactly what I'd consider holiday. Call me shallow, but no out of country trips doesn't make a holiday a holiday to me.

Alright, before I confuse you me and us, all I'm saying is this is not holiday-ish. Now, whenever holdiay comes, I always wish people "happy rotting" and basically all my posts during holidays include at least one "rotting" word. I'm not exaggerating really. If you live with me, and I'm at home during holidays, you can see me literally rotting. I lie around anywhere I can find space. I'm on my bed most of the day. I watch tv and ended up sleeping. I'm a living corpse! It's not my fault, really. I'm just bored. People can't help being bored right? It's human nature. (Right.)

And to top it all off, unlike them people, I have no part-time jobs for the holidays. And I don't plan to find one. So I've self-appointed myself as the family "slave" during this holiday breaks. But if you know me well, I'm never good at all these housekeeping-sy chores. Yes, may I confess that I'm lazybone. I mean, I'm the textbook of a lazybone. (not that I'm proud of it.) So I'm surprise that them makciks kept asking me to help in the kitchen, and sweep the floor and all that boring stuff, after many holidays with me.

Let's just say that they're lucky that I was bored and didn't plan to permanently glue myself in front of the computer, watching 11 seasons of 7th Heaven at YouTube and gradually losing my eyesight. :)

But anyhow, to put a long entry of random ramblings of the life bouts short... YES, I'm not enjoying rotting! So besides doing all those useless, unfruitful, redundant "activities" to "spice up the boring life", I did some reading. I mean full blast reading. I re-read my 600-page "The Girl in Times Square" novel, an Anne Frank book about the Nazi and all those history stuff, and a book about fish (thanks to Iqah). :) Suddenly, I feel so knowledgable. HAHA.

Oh, I'm still debating whether to go for the gathering tomorrrow, what with all the curfews and endless phonecalls, and them makciks off to Terengganu tonight.

Alright, enough of blogging. If you're still reading this, you must be as bored as I am. Happy rotting to you. :)

Cheers?

BIG QUESTION.

Can anyone please please please tell me when's the class outing (if there's any lah), where and who? It just dawned on me that there's no more school for a month. Yes, one month. And I'm frantically itching to plan what to do this one month and squeeze in as many many people to meet this month, so I won't start whining about life's mundane-ness. So so so, please tell me who's meeting who when for what, where and how, can. Because I think KNOW one month's boring without the kecohrable gang!! :)






So my whole point in this entry is that one BIG QUESTION.



When's the class outing??

one word: bitchy.

What's with old men (who thinks they are young) with tight, small black tees? Don't they feel er, suffocated? Haiyoh.

One word: BITCHY.

holy day again.

I've been wanting to blog about lots of stuff, but I never got around to doing it. And now that I feel like it, I pretty much have mix everything up, and am confused about which happens when. But I'll go write whatever comes to mind, randomly, and you make what of it.

Lots been happening in the space of these three, four weeks. A little too much for three weeks(or four), I must say. So we finally presented and done with the TPS project that Monday. She, me, we burned our weekend just for the project, so it's a huge burden off me, really. A lot of researches and prinitng and pasting done.

I thought I did quite alright with the presenting, despite my usually squeaky, beyond hear-able voice. I presented the first few slides, and Stacy did the last few part. That's an odd combination of presenters, I tell you. The walking microphone voice, and the walking microchip voice. (Okay, I'm trying to be funny here. Just laugh.)

Anyhow, the best thing about all these spending too much time on projects and finally done with it is that a whole lot big, huge burden is off your shoulders, so it makes you in a happy happy mood. The bad thing about all these spending too much time on projects and finally done with it is that a whole lot big, huge burden is off your shoulders, so it makes you in a happy happy mood. I ended up watching Dreamgirls after that, just to celebrate our surviving the project week. I know - wth.







After that there was the posting day and the appeal stuff. I was glad that I didn't get my hopes up too high. I guess what's done is done, and I just have to move on. (: Congrats to those who get into poly.

This week have been really great. I guess I never appreciate the joy of mugging. It's really a treat when you get to cramp your brain over notes and using the brain to full use. I know I'm sounding like a true no-lifer, but yes, I love mugging. (:

Anyhow, on Monday was Haidar's birthday. He's 6 -going-60 this year. (He's been acting like pakcik2 naggy-naggy and all. wahlao. Cannot angkat, I tell you! ) So we did a last minute birthday card for him since we didn't chip in our money for any of the many many presents. The card turns out pretty nice! (:










HAHA. You get it? I don't.
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So it's the holiday now. Done with the projects, and the exams, and classes. I'm supposed to be super excited and looking forward to waking up late not that I never do that usual days and resting at home how exciting!
And I started my holiday with a stomp. (right.) I watched Stomp the Yard and as usual, I love it, love it, love it. :))





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I've been pondering over this question: What is life?

Life is like shooting penalties.
Life is like making spaghetti.
Life is like eating MacD's.
Life is like tossing a coin.
Life is like running a 100m race.

That's life, the way I see it. Makes sense not?
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Have you ever, in your sweet little innocent childhood, own this polly pocket-like toy. I have. It was quite cool and exciting for six, seven years old last time. Like you have these mini mannequins to play around with, and let them go sleep, or bath, or eat, or go to work. So you can imagine my excitement (but no screaming and jumping around) when Iqah brought it to the house. I straightaway play that bloody thing. HAHA. :)




And those little furnitures!

take a note.

So I said I won't be blogging till the last exam paper is done. But I know, you know, we know that that's not going to happen. I've been having full-blast mugging sessions lately, so I need a break from those yawn-inducing chunk of notes clogging every single cell of my brain.

But if I start blogging now, I will start with my random ramblings, and that could possibly take a whole time worth of writing pages of notes.

So that's why this post is going to end after this FULL STOP.

boring matter.

I'm suppose to be on hiatus now, with the "no blogging till exam done" mode. But hell, the life is a little hectic right now, what with the exam and projects. I need a break. So just now, me and Yana went down to watch the mailto:mchingay@heartland for awhile. I decided to go just because I pretty much have nothing better to do, and Yana wanted to see her "idol". Pfft.

So anyhow, nothing excitable. I just love being sandwiched between people struggling to get the best view, and shoving through. What can I say?I had fun, in the rain, and I'm easily pleased. :)

I feel funny today, for no reason. Not funny haha, just funny peculiar. I haven't figure out why, really. I guess that's something to ponder for the rest of the week . Meanwhle, it has not been a very fruitful weekend for me. I had planned to do some serious mugging, but I think you know what happened.

But yes, I need a full blast mugging session. So anyone interested in joining me, on Wednesday 14 March, at some library, mugging like a true no-lifer, just text me and I'll be there in a jiffy.

Till then, no more blogging (for real, this time!) until the last exam date.

CHEERS.