i love how we used to see and touch each other in school

i love how we used to prattle on da phone for hours and hours

i love how we used to share our crush stories

i love how we used to tell dirty jokes in class

i love how we used to check on each other during major examinations, no msn fai tit cram!

i love how we used to laugh so hard at your most embarrassed stories, like your lil’ brother found out that u were masturbating in room HAHAHAHAHAHA wtf

i love how we used to be that close and we were deemed as twins wtf minus da porn part

and i hate that distance is indeed a killer for relationship and friendship

da worst thing is that,

i don’t even know that u have got a bf seimou and u broke up few months back and u gone from double to single and u from single to double and then back to single =.=

and u all don’t even know i kissed a guy here and almost had an affair with him

ever since i started uni, i find that da we-moments ceased drastically

i know there’s fb, phone calls and msn.

u can still keep in touch with them and they still know what u are doing what…u say.

still,

it’s just NOT da same, u know?

there will be some awkward silence when we were on da line

and we don’t msn frequently blame it on our tight schedule

we don’t have da telepathy which we use to have anymore.

le sigh, this is da price i paid for my degree

i can’t wait to fly back during cny, this time i will go visiting with u guys, rest assured!

though we don’t get to meet each other frequently

one thing that im glad is,

we are still be able to bitch whenever we see each other, just like before.

count how many v(“,) are there wtf

and i asked u guys to guess which is da lil’ ant ann

and im gonna reveal it now

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tadaa!

me with my legendary mushroom head (tong gu tao)

xin|stp|huai bin|foongpc guessed it right, very sharp-eyed wo

since im still on da awww-those-days mood, i decided to feast u with those days pics.

i only broke da new (of moving to malacca) few days before mid-sem break started…

i think it was circa may 1997.

lee fen brought her camera,

and we began to snap around with teachers (it was teacher’s day) and classmates

ka faii | ting yang | guo yi | ting sen (back) | err-i-forgot

they were mischievous then. da sticking-out-boy sat next to me in primary four. i remembered they would play basketball during recess. when da bell rang, they came back in sweat buckets ewww…

da boy next door table

me with disastrous hair | sydney | lee fen | li wan | li wan’s sis

see, im dark since young T_____________T

guess i didn’t change muchy since then

me in zaman kegelapan

back then, i was closest to leefen…we would have our daily chat on da phone for hours (i can boil really good porridge, u see)…that was those days…i managed to keep it touch with few close friend when i moved to malacca, somehow, we lose contact after few years

thanks to fb, now i in touch with them again

few of them at least…

however, i still procrastinate a lot. well, as usual (im quite amazed that there’s spare time to slack *pat self on da back* wtf). i donno about u, i will have more oomph to do work last-minutely (if no oomph mati mati also have to do la *roll eyes*).

i have (finally) started my fyp. life is lagi sibuk now that i wanna cringe (STOP WHINING CAN’T U HEAR ME CONSTANCE ANN CSH!). but it feels good when people around me is as busy nyek nyek wtf at least i know im not alone nyek nyek wtf wtf

zzz is a luxury hobby now no. lemme correct it. 4-hour (ugly) zzz is a norm now (beauty zzz needs 8 hours ma). and i don’t camwhore as muchy (woah, i have turned over a new leaf wtf) cos i think i look horrible in pics

a totally unrelated pics…

on a lighter note, i was done with my fyp proposal presentation…relieved! shufok sai! it was okie. all i need now is comfort food (choc! *wink* stp *wink* and cheese! and shaved ice!)! but i left only 3 buck in my wallet, haih poor student im

on a darker note, reports and test next week. told u, it’s never-ending! grrrr…

so i vow. today. i MUST take a half day leave from it to let my silky hair down .

sometimes i think i forge on academical stuffs too hard and fast that i tend to pay no less heed to some things that happened/happen/happening around me like,

spot da

• how this lurvely city town evolves over the three years. how buildings mushroom in Medan and Parkcity. how this city grows from nothing to something now

• how this particular Homo sapiens doesn’t seem to change after things happened. fark u woman. kiki once said that i have infinite patience when im dealing with living thing. it’s otherwise when it comes to non-living things, i tend to loose my mind easily. for example, when loading is slow, i would keep f5-ing for 76557764325454 times. another example will be, if my mouse moves rightabout from where i wanted he (yup it’s a HE) to, i would just smash it on da table <— something liddis, replace da table with mouse.
• how i took my friends & family for granted that i only knew that Aunty J is ill two weeks later. and i never take da initiative to contact them. tsk im such a lousy friend and family member
• how discontentments & grievances amass in me lately gradually subconsciously.

• how i forget something simple liddis is enough to put a on my face. especially after a loong tiring day.
• how i don’t flash out Joe to snap around that often anymore. da shutterbugism in me is dissipating OH NO… Joe is how i dub my camera, in case u forget.
• how fat accumulates on my barreh over da years. sad to admit this.  i have been exercising almost everyday now cos i want my fit barreh back! *flexes nonexistent muscle*

my bliss saturday sail by smoothly that it’s ending in 5 mins, so far, it was an unfruitful one which means i have to get back to 7am-3am routine tomorrow onwards . life is cruel. and since it’s still saturday, i shall take this golden opportunity to zzz before 12! goodnite everybuddy!

this sem, da seventh, will be a super duper busy sem for me or to be exact, ALL of US as we will be working on our thesis soon, very very soon, some even started during da sem break though. kiasu fellas tsk

i can foresee myself clinging to lappie surfing scopus religiously rummaging related journals so that i can vomit out a proposal with ONLY 1500 words by 7th aug…then working on my project.then presentation! again. donno why, i will still have butterflies pre & present-ing even though im well prepared and da audience are all my coursemates. and when im kancheong, i shutter haih, how to overcome ar?

i actually still miss my industrial training (aka internship) days. i miss those weekend outings, not da bumpy loong journey tho. i miss da seafood, not da serves-no-porks tho. i miss da beaches, not da tan it gave me (T-T) tho. i miss cooking with stove & wok, not da oven room tho. i miss tumpang-ing chemist’s car to work, not dragging myself up from bed (in da morning and noon) to work tho (yala we could go home and nap during lunchy break one hehe). i miss da doggies there (one of them looks really alike to my late brooky), not those stupid cats intruding da house through window tho (grrrr…).

one of da said stupid fat cat

da past one week was an orientation week for freshies. seeing them made me reminisced my first sem here . da first week was TOUGH. we were forced to get out at 4.30 A da bloody M (oh gawd). i remember weeping during singing uni’s anthem and showering (cos noone would be paying attention to me (shame) ). however, when daddy n mami left on da forth day, i didnt shed a tear *flexes flabby arm* cos i made new friends (like louise, theng n miaw!)…first sem was da hippiest and eppiest one as most of us were staying under da same roof. then second sem came and we all fell aparted, leaving me n kiki here that explains why kiki n i are closer now <3

so, class tomorrow, i have absolutely no problem with waking up, nor do i have problem with walking to class. da only problem is, how to stay awake in class? havent been doing that in awhile already ma… =-O hopefully lecturers dont prattle too muchy…

da sea:

Sarawak’s like teh-o.

Sabah’s ooh-la-la.

Sabah wins hands down.

Sarawak 0 : 1 Sabah

da people:

(99% of )Sarawakian’s proprietors are rude! they always show us their bloody sullen faces as if we owe them few millions liddat. gek sei.

Sabahans more friendly. as everyone we met is friendly bah

Sarawak 0 : 2 Sabah

da food:

in Sabah, u can see da sign of “serve no pork” in most of da restaurants.

including those chinese restaurants.

in Sarawak, u can have pork everywhere u go. we lurves pork. hence,

Sarawak 1 : 2 Sabah

in Sabah, seafood are dirt cheap.

mee goreng ayam and mee goreng seafood are selling at da same price. and if u think they give u stale seafood. wrong! they serve fresh ones! we had sou mei (蘇眉 /Napoleon Wrasse) when we were in Tawau, fai tit guess how muchy izzit! 160buck per kilo ONLY. daddy told me that it could simply cost up to thousands in peninsular =-O

in Sarawak, u man man deng la. seafood aint fresh and kinda ripped-off too.

Sarawak 1 : 3 Sabah

btw, i miss lada a lot

da lingo:

Sarawak: i cant remember anything except sik ada! =.=

Sabah: i miss all da bah, anu, astaga, si, nadah and siao!

we all know siao = crazy right…but in sabah, siao = sorry.

=-O <– my expression when i first heard this.

u try to say siao after jabbing someone in KL. u will end up very sorry.

Sarawak 1 : 4 Sabah

da hostel:

Sarawak’s hostel: shared bathroom. can’t cook (can cook in secret though). no astro (not even 8tv). no air-cond. hot

Sabah’s house: attached bathroom. can cook. astro installed. no air-cond. like oven during da day.

i miss blaring hitz.tv in da morning to wake myself up. and Da Bing’s culinary show.

where we stayed da past two months

me being couch potato

needless to say,

Sarawak 1 : 5 Sabah

haih, i guess i just miss Sabah so freaking muchy. i will be back (clap) . rest assured. armed with diving license

Sarawakians, don’t sulk la… no offense la…just my pure thoughts…i still lurve u all… must say this if not roomie won’t bring back anything for me

ok done. back to reports.

so, this is where hock(not in pic), kiki and i have served our internship for da past two months.

tomorrow, we will be leaving this pretty land below da wind (that’s why im posting it today though i have an early flight to catch tomorrow and am feeling very sleepy and annoyed at da berserk internet connection). time really flies huh

mix feeling of and ;(

cos need not report to work at 8am anymore

soooo many people asked me,

so, what have u learnt during this internship ar?

i have learnt that working life is no easy / a bed of roses. seriously. so i shall start hunting for a well-off bloke now and marry off so that i dont have to work in da future. period.

that’s my standard answer to them. no, i aint gonna repeat this sentence in my 20-pages report. but, seriously, that’s what i have learnt. i mean da first sentence, not da latter one…

cos i got to travel most part of sabah. thanks so muchy to da boss who always fetch us here and there and treated us mealsss. will blog about it later. u can expect many backdated pics i can assure u of that.

cos i worked with nice and friendly bunch of people. well, most of them.

;( cos em sek tak to leave this place where i have stayed and traveled da past two months. and da people whom i have worked together with and had good rapport with eventually.

;( cos i have to work my butt off when i get back to bint-ulu. my pending sops, proposals, reports, presentations. haih, time to be serious niao

these are da people whom i worked with da past two months, handful of them from gis dept.

lemme jot down their name here just in case my memory fails on me in da future…

back row: jane, kak owen obert, kak mel, kak ji,cik salmah, kak cantik, kak mary, kak su, kak amy, minah, stephanie, kak mas, brenda (hommie), kak ena, and iwan

front row: kak cantik, mr nash, mr frankie, wan, mr saw (da boss), mr jimmy, annant (yala, im like a dark choc now la), kiki, kak siti and daikajie kak anisah

this place, these people…i will surely miss them alot…

yala, da siao gal in background is me la :-/

then, i dared myself to do it…

standing at height twenty feet, i hesitated. to jump or not to jump.

hock was there to rescue me if anything happen.

kiki was beside me to yell tolong help jiuming gaomeng ar if anything happen.

my boss, mr saw was there to record da whole ordeal if anything happen.

after giving kiki a hug and bid goodbye (just in case anything happen u know), 3,2,1, no, i didnt jump.

another 3,2,1, again didnt manage to jump…

after gazillion of 3,2,1s…

i did it! good job babe! *pat self on da back*

i totally ignored hock who’s approching me…sorry la…too kancheong already, all i remembered was swim swim swim

it seriously took lotsa courage to do that, u just need to take da first step and voila!

not that u can rewind to undo it after stepping out, quoted from my boss. 

followed by kiki,

who doesnt know how to swim at ALL *standing ovation*

on da way back,

“ki, im still alive ”

“congratulation!” kiki replied with a grin

we hugged each other,

“life’s good” i whispered.

da next day, i texted bro,

“ge, i jumped off fr a waterfall ytd u knw! more than 20ft u knw!… ”

“wow. shiok hor…”

“shiok is shiok la…lucky im still alive wei…”

“if u tell mum tat, u wont be going aniwer again…”

“i knw i knw, thatz y i didnt…life is too short to not enjoy la ”

aftermath:

handaches

backaches

legaches

ps: dont try this at home everybuddy. especially if u are staying at 20ft. dont ever try to act like a superman when u know very well that u are NOT. u have been warned!!!

after four-consecutive-agonizing-stayed-up-late-nights-and-woke-up-early-mornings, most of us were half dead by da end of da forth paper…both physically and mentally

i think i look like guai here. well, inilah padahnya tidur four hours only! i just need a long wig to look like ju-oon =.=

howabout those papers u ask, i say fark them all.

i can predict what kinda gpa i would get two months later, will be as scary as Night Of The Living Dead (i googled scariest horror movies, and this came up first! don’t ask me scary or not, i myself hasn’t watched it as it’s filmed before i was born, 1968). seimlou :S what is done cannot be undone, i knew it. even if i was given a chance to roll back time, no thanks. i can’t handle this again. seriously.

im super tulan with papers which need lotsa memorising. walao. as if we were all supermen and superwomen gifted with superb memorising power liddat. are they insane or what? and what make me more tulan, is that, after i memorised everything susah-payahly, da questions only asked as to list down da headers only. walao. gek sei. but what make me da most tulan, is that, when i susah payah memorised everything (almost), my mind went blank when i need to regurgitate them (!!!). this happens most of da time. bloody hell. oh memory where are u when i need u da most! bloody hell u.

ok. enough of ranting. some of u asked me what’s my after-finals-plan. i will reveal it in real soon. stay tuned

i really need to catch some zzz now. goodnite everybuddy. very anticlimax hor…

fried fish patty (read: fat)

fried eggie (read: fat)

mayo (read: fat)

cheese (read: fat)

french friends (read: fat)

great!

i have just consume 431423891567 calories that i seriously don’t need at all.

don’t have to remind me how plump i look like okie! (i would punch u if u do!)

it’s a sudden craving. and i always to listen to my heart seimou.

btw, i have friends who’s diagnosed with high cholesterol lately…

they both skinny like popeye, nono, i think olive ovy resembles them better…

they are so surprised

im so skinny…cholesterol? hallo? where? i have no fat

cholesterol could be deposited underneath da blood vessel u know, not only under skin…

i think i have to schedule a body check-up soon :S

and i think my fat are just underneath da skin (if u get my point la)