oh c’moooonnn

hi there! it’s a miracle that i’m alive & still kicking! in the past 24 hours… i have achieved my own sense of godlikeness,

i was able to finish EM assignment (while qi did the ecotect design part), a&p2 reports x 2, anatomy test paper correction all in approximately 18 hours.

although i’m really silly for being enthusiastic about my “achievement”, this is of course, not something i should keep up with. however, do allow me the pleasure of immersing in my own silly bubble of self-admiration for awhile… :P

today, qi told me, my whole life revolves around SSL. wtf that’s not true! it’s a noodles shop by the way. she says 9/10 times when she’s around my place, i will definitely bring out the name whenever we’re both hungry. (and that happens so often that… i’d rather not mention it in fear of public ridicule at the portions of food we eat & the frequency T_T) not true ok! sometimes i grew so bored of it, i mentioned it in the same sentence like “i shall never eat it again! so sien!” but she also said that nevertheless, i managed to get rid of my mental barrier the next time she came. of course la! i always got cheated to gk what (although this sem got lazier lar)! the periods in between each visit of yours is approximately 3 weeks? :/

it’s scary, isn’t it? another week more & we’re yet again, thrown into study week frenzy. thanks, thanks, really, thanks.

i still have a bunch of reports & assignments. godddddddddddddddddddddddd. srsly too last minute :(

 

AND since everyone i’ve told specifically to watch has totally ignored me, i’ve decided to shred all sense of dignity and announce: WATCH 血色星期一!!! not the anime one.

srsly, something that i’ve watched about 2 or 3 years ago, & i still remember how awesome it was & also re-watching right now! if you liked inception, those sort of movies, you should give it a try… on pps :P

you should also watch it… if you have a soft spot for cute underage girls *cough* pedophile *cough cough*

they should really endorse me. after all these years! :O

 

anyway, i would like to yet again, tell you about another boring story. yes, i’m taking a knife and pointing it at your neck.

one day, god decided that he likes a few people on Earth, enough to reward them with the pill of immortality each. they were, naturally enthusiastic about it. let’s just assume the pills of immortality has to be err… delicately concoct, mix and errrr… thrown into an oven for errrr…. weeks. (ASSUME LAH) however, instead of holding a ceremony that could be liken to a graduation ceremony where you say touching, heartfelt words to win a bet of making more people cry so you could go backstage and claim your winnings…. but that’s for another day… he decided to just save the trouble or was made tired by constant words of enthusiasm propelled towards him by A, he decided to just throw all 10 pills to A. (A was probably getting rather annoying and he was feeling annoyed at the constant indiscreet hurrying).

there were 10 pills. each for every of those 10. A immediately swallowed his. however, instead of handing out the other 9 pills, he decided that he did not like the 9 of them enough to be around them for the rest of eternity. but, what was a guy like him to do? god’s words have reached everyone and he.. he, himself had done the indespicable act of announcing to them that he would hand each & every one of them their pill when god has successfully err… baked… the pills. (well, i did not say it was gonna be logical… )

that being said, A knew, he knew the risk of the 9 people knowing what he did but he could not resist himself! it was too much of an orgasmic act to him! he felt a rush through his veins of evil glee and delight as he rubbed both of his hands together in a mad scientist manner.

each pill was enclosed in a separate container. the contents were all same, but yet, god was hygenic what! … err… bear with me…

A took out each & every pill out of the 9 containers and handed out the containers to those 9. he said in a sad tone that god has a failed degree in baking, thus, he extended his apologies while handing them the pill container, which had ingredients of a successful pill plastered on it. A said amicably that god encourages them to bake the pill themselves.

 

… oh & good luck!

 

 

(: nice world we live in.

quiet afternoon

sigh. i just got back from lunch.

it’s been sooo long since i ate alone outside :(

it’s probably inferiority complex but i still can’t embrace it. it’s far too… lonely :(

 

i don’t know what possessed me to do it but i guess it can accounted for by my raging fever. how did i know i had a fever? ironically, although i’m studying bio stuff but i can’t even detect that i have fallen ill. goddamn stupid.

someone remarked that i was hot yesterday. okay, i would really like it if it meant what i hope it meant LOL. they meant my body was hot. … goddamn this is getting nowhere.

funny but the symptoms of it that i’m feeling right now has been running for about a few weeks already WTF.

so, it probably meant i’m having an on & off fever for a few weeks but i’m so dense that i’m not getting it. goddamn receiver rosak :(

 

and now, you’ll probably be wondering why was i having nasi paprik in a mamak store within my condo grounds while i’m blissfully enjoying the effects of my raging fever. the reason is… aiya, i don’t know also. i guess i was too dizzy to entrust myself with the noble mission to walk a distance to have a healthier meal. but then again, who am i kidding? healthier meal? here? nah.

all i wanted was a quiet lazy afternoon with a warm meal down my oil barrel stomach. i initially wanted to eat in my room but i thought some fresh air would do me some good. and again.. who am i kidding?

when i walked towards the store, all i saw was two condo guards eating. i sat down, ordered and then suddenly half a dozen people came in and speak a mixture of gibberish, mandarin, malay & tamil.

thank my lucky stars.

i took out my iphone (no other better invention at that moment) and started playing the shark game, where the player is a shark and you get the gobble up fishes & PEOPLE.

god, i love it.

 

fast forward to the time where i was gorging myself of food. more guys who suspiciously seemed to be from utar. nah, erase that. they ARE definitely from utar. some people ooze utar style, i’m unfortunately serious. i am no doubt one of them HAHAHA. the classic backpack and nerdy glasses, uncombed hair, big t-shirt, slippers, old shorts.

they talked incessantly, looked over at me with my awfully huge plate of rice that stared at me accusingly when i couldn’t finish it.

then, as if i thought the worst part of eating alone has already happened, someone yelled my name in a unique way that i could not ignore and instantly knew who it was.

in my state, throbbing head, unkempt hair all over my face, unfinished plate of rice accusingly staring at me while all the while projecting images of african kids through my mind, the curious group of guys in front and me thinking how dead i would be tomorrow at this time…

i waved and smiled like an idiot.

 

HA HA HA.

 

and so, that proudly draws an ending to my quiet afternoon lunch.

okay, back to the plate of rice. i left like 3 mouthfuls. seriously stuffed. normally, i could finished EVERYTHING.

doesn’t matter if you believe it or not, just look at my oil barrel of a tummy when you see me next time.

 

stuff i wrote yesterday but didn’t post it up:

 

the truth remains that we are in no position to judge love relationships. it might seemed crystal clear to the world but there are sure to be certain things that eludes the most observant of minds.

lately, i’ve been shamefully something i largely despised not long ago – a stalker. LOL. i delight myself with the obvious spark between two certain people i don’t even know. well, at least i am just an internet one. such stalkers are quite common actually *consoles self*

their bliss momentarily allow me to run away from assignments, reports and tests for awhile :P

 

i think the reason why they appeal so much to me out of so many relationships is that… theirs seemed to have came out of a damn blissful teenage drama.

like it or not, most of us have a certain love-hate relationship with teenage dramas :/

we would love to be the characters in it at some point of our lives, whether it was a passed infatuation of the mind or not.

but these people, they are true characters in this world and down-to-earth. & goddamn diabetes-sweet to each other HAHAHA. it’s like watching romeo-juliet love story unfold in front of your eyes (ok, not exactly, cuz you cant really see it online wtf)

aih, the point is they made me an internet stalker. not my fault. really. ask god D:

 

HAHAHA ironically, after i finished writing, one of them has switched their profile to private. ah well, my 3 days of creepy stalking & the airing of love story officially ends here :( … however, i am strangely relieved.. probably because i will no longer think of myself as a stalker WTF :O

 

next, i would like to say something about my recent less activeness on facebook.

the thing is, i find some sense in what eanjee said. it’s a little like telling the world the slightest feeling you have now. like, i’m hungry. so? GO EAT LAH. not like i could facebook chat you a cheesecake or something. however, i shall plainly admit that i too, have committed this silly mistake.

and also, i realized that some of the time, all i get after reading facebook stuff is pangs of unspeakable horror, disappointment, sadness and more horror.

i.e  twisted words.

i don’t wish to voice it out, can’t voice it out, wouldn’t voice it out.

 

some stuff is better left alone. i don’t wish to like anything, comment about anything. let it go with the flow. i’ll take the back seat :)

as long as i know the truth, i think i’ll carry the burden alone.

 

i guess one of the significant changes in me is that i no longer vomit verbal diarrhoea on people who might have asked for it or who haven’t or who just probed me gently about what has been bothering me to result in such a sulky face. i learned that i shouldn’t torture people with my own childish thoughts.

people do not like it, and i would not like the consequences as well. so, why throw myself in the middle of a busy highway road?

 

ah well, but i shall predict this phase will run out of gas soon. i’ll probably be back on facebook typing more silly stuff or… i might just deactivate it :/ well, the future would tell.

 

 

 

lastly, i would like to say, FUCK OFF to someone.

i shall tell of a little scenario. i hope these fuckers read this.

 

one day, a guy, B added me on facebook. like most people, they typically add the people i’m always with too. one day, A & i were talking about someone, which leads to a misunderstanding on my side. i thought A was referring to this guy, B who has a unique facebook picture. but A wasn’t talking about him.

to clarify who i was referring to, A showed me B’s profile on fb. and i said yes.

fate has a way of telling us it exists.

B wrote a status about getting attracted to a certain type of girls who has a distinctive type of feature. haunted by curiosity, both of us read it without even telling each other to do so.

the contents left us with horror at certain JUNIORS (i’m spitting this word out bdw).

take for example that you are fat.

they would say something like OMFG, can she get any fatter? her fats like gonna leak out anytime, man! like, if i see her, i would like to cut out all her fats. my friend once told me to walk up to her and say “miss, your fats have dropped all over the place, this is the cork, please don’t leak it out again”.

take for example that you have a lot of pimples.

they would say something like, FUCK so many pimples! if i see her, i would like to cut off her face lor. so ugly! see also want vomit. like ghost leh.

 

please, have you looked at mirror like say… in the past year? goddamn. like your girlfriend is anything above average or at least, better than the girls you condemned so harshly with your uneducated words.

 

scratch that, i don’t think i should say anything about your girlfriend when she has a dick of a boyfriend to put up with. i sympathize greatly with her.

now, back to you. go get plastic surgery, fuckface.

 

 

of course, i wouldn’t be such a bitch if he wasn’t talking bout one of my friends.

 

fuckface seemingly is a Y1S2 chemical engineering student.

trying to look cool by putting down others who are better, earns you a degree in fuckface. why still bother?

 

oh and B seemed to have entirely forgotten that he added all of us on facebook, but yet, he remarked that we won’t see this status as he didn’t add us.

oh and they were wondering about the reaction the girl they were referring to, would have IF she reads it.

but of course, she won’t right. B says he didn’t add her.

right. great memory, B.

cheers.

indirect

does it mean something… when Clinique goes to 2 other UTAR campus but not FES? LOL.

P.S they even went next door :/

not like i could imagine who would have the guts to join here… but still!

i guess the engineering short passage on facebook really meant something ://

F female engineers’ lives

 

當你選擇丈夫時，請先把工程師與以下的頭班作一番比較︰
一.醫生
幾乎所有女人都喜歡追求當醫生的。所以不要期望你們的婚
姻能持續五年以上，因為早晚有一天，他會跟某個護士小姐跑掉的，或是被一個假裝生病的年輕女人勾引走。這種倒霉事還往往發生在你已經為他生了幾個小孩的時候。
你的工程師丈夫不會發生這種事。因為他忙得連見你的時間都很少，更別說有機會跟他工作以外的其它女人接觸了。
二律師
你真認為你可以和一個靠撒謊謀生的人能保持誠實、信任的關係嗎？
而你不用擔心你的工程師丈夫，他笨拙的社交能力將無法掩蓋他的謊言。跟律師結婚還有一個危險，那就是離婚時，官司往往他打贏，你將一無所有。
三. 推銷員
他的可信程度比律師還差。另外，他還要常常離家出差，或是到處上課和開會，和那些有著同樣可信度的人混在一起。如果有一天你被邀請出席聞所未聞的千人大派對時，你不要感到驚訝。
而你的工程師丈夫卻被公司整天關在那叫做“小隔間”的鳥籠裡,除了回家，那裡都去不了。
四.老師
男人當教師的唯一目的是，他能整天被一大群青春貌美,又盲目崇拜他的女學生團團圍住。于是，他很快就會被抓到監獄，那時你只得琵琶別抱另尋郎。
其它危險的頭班，如消防員，建築工人等。如果你嫁給這種人，他即便沒有因意外事故死亡，也很可能會因脊椎受損而導致性無能。要命的是，那時正值你的性需求尖峰期。
而你那位工程師丈夫要面對的唯一危險是，由於整日盯著計算機，視力將會衰退。這危險其實對 你有好處︰當你變老時，他不會注意到，因為他的視力模糊了。但他的記憶力卻非常好，仍記著你們初次相會時你那年輕美麗的容貌。假如你擔心他在望著別的年輕女人，對他說︰「親愛的，你干嘛老瞧著她呀？」他會很誠實地回答說︰「我根本無法看清那女人的臉﹗」
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嫁給工程師的好處 [反証版]
1.男工程師不修邊幅，所以家裡不用保持太整潔。
2.男工程師很難有女朋友，所以他會對目前的這個死心塌地。
3..男工程師呆板無趣，根本不活在人的社會中，只活在圖表的世界裡, 所以你不必花心思去取悅他。
4.男工程師視修理東西為娛樂，在你生氣時大可在他面前摔東西出氣，他會很高興的幫你修好又不必花錢。
5.男工程師IQ都不低，所以嫁給他后可以生一堆這樣的兒子考一堆的滿分讓你去跟街坊炫耀。
6.男工程師待在研究室的時間比在家裡多，所以嫁給他以後還是很自由。
7.男工程師口才太差根本講不過你，所以你可以盡情用言辭凌辱他。
8.男工程師最講求【理】，所以你有理的話他服你；他如果有理，你就不要跟他講理，他對你一點辦法也沒有。
9.男工程師薪水不錯，自己不會娛樂不怎么花錢也很少女人花他錢，所以你可以大大方方的花他錢，並且告訴他這是促進經濟繁榮，他做出來的東西才有人買。
10. 男工程師除了以上之外毫無魅力可言，所以嫁給他不用擔心他有外遇。

we seriously have no “value”. LOL. & is it my imagination or male engineers’ value have skyrocketed? goddamn sien.

 

ah well. credits to lee xin qi who told me about it.

 

more importantly, fml for (going to) screw CAD. seriously feel like i’ve been blacking out for the whole sem. or at least i feel so. or the simple fact that my midterms have been shouting profanities at me.

it doesn’t really matter who you say you are

i meant my pillow of course :P

 

waking up after more than half a day’s time always felt different. first, you scramble up for your phone and look at the time groggily and think how the hell are you able to wake up so early (5am)?! den remembered you slept about 2 hours after 5pm the day before… then, you unconsciously fall back on your bed cuz you’re a lazy bum like that.

i remembered there was once a competition about how long you could sleep, held by slumberland or some sort of bed-producing companies… my point is i could probably finish in at least top 3 in such a competition.

 

oh & do you remember the guy who i errr.. scratched his back? (refer below) =.=

i saw him again on friday… & told qi i was pretty terrified.

she asked: why

me: cuz he’s holding a famine 30 booklet

qi howled in laughter, thank you so much zz

*we’re attending the famine 30 event :)

 

my hand & qi’s <3

 

instead of writing sentimental poems on our hand or something romantic like that…

all we wrote was some crazy things to do like:

wear formal a&p2

a&p2 edit slides

a&p2 report

 

speaking of a&p2… after certain complaints, miss yu from a&p1 is taking over!!!

….

 

for a week.

 

well, it’s gonna be interesting… i’m waiting to see how she’ll get us prepared for our finals in just a few hours :/ but she’s godlike in some sense. so yeah, i believe she can conjure up some rainbows :P

 

she reminds me of my favourite chemistry lecturer during a-levels. you could pretty much say i love chemistry cuz she had strong influence on me.

 

back to qi, i fear that qi’s uncanny obsession with pretty girls have gone pretty overboard as she could spot one miles away (i think it’s better than what an average guy could do) & when i told her i purposely let her sit with a “cute” guy, she looked straight at him and then looked back up at me and said “GOT CUTE MEH?”

=.= okay..

 

but she thinks fairly well of these guys over here:

 

qi getting her fringe cut while i wait for her like what a typical bf has to do :/

 

so while i rot.. i decided to rot artistically (take photos of ambience) LOL

 

i think the name is Studio Retro :/

     

we went over after biomechanics and before electrical machines on thursday.

erm precisely speaking, she dragged, i was dragged. LOL jk.

 

anyway i really really reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally wanted bedroom slippers! still do! desperately! DES-PE-RATE-LY!

i wan this strawberry slippers i saw months ago at the gift shop near the lrt station but but but it’s gone now! there are only watermelon slippers & starry slippers =.= i want strawberry damnit.

 

qi said she saw some vendors selling slippers near the lrt station so we went and all i saw was something like angie has. i quite like them… there’s a MR. BEAN’S TEDDY slipper!!! cute! i want! but.. it’s not as practical as the strawberry one.. it’s filled with fluffy fur (artificial of course). imagine if it gets wet. yuck.

… but knowing myself, i would probably go buy it soon anyway. depends on my impulsive mood that rises and declines like hormones during period time ://

 

sigh, filled with agony & despair (me only), we bought an ice-cream each. the usual: durian flavour (qi) cempedak flavour (me) & went back school.

 

Pocoyize

GUESS WHO ARE THESE IMAGES BUILD BASED ON?

 

 

  

HAHA first one is qi (sorry, i know the hair is abit over the top but that’s the only curly hair feature =.= & she always complained that she has bunny tooth which i also.. unfortunately have)

 

the rest are all me HAHAHA

the usual geeky me geeky geeky with geeky teeth geeky glasses geeky clothes HAHAHA

the worldcup me i <3 <3 <3 spain!

the COOL ME with COOL BIKER JACKET YAYY (fantasized of course)

 

 

with this, I SHALL GO DOMINATE MY CONTACTS LIST WITH NEW POCOYIZE IMAGES! :P

 

unfortunately also one of the reasons why i did real bad in maths… notice the still empty paper? LOL. =.= i installed it on the eve of my test… so yeah. fuck itchy hands.

 

then i got even more itchy mouth and gobbled up 3 mangosteens in one go given by my housemate :’(

 

SIGH.

i am HOPELESS.

 

did i mentioned i also have ELECTRICAL MACHINES

(WHICH I HAVE ENTIRELY NO IDEA ABOUT)

 

T-E-S-T

 

ON

 

TUESDAY?

 

 

 

 

FML. :’(

 

byebye i go commit suicide.

speaking of which, i kept getting these really eccentric disturbing dreams lately…

first about overdosage of pills.

second about losing half of my head of hair and such…

i think another stopping people fighting violently or something and got hurt in the process…

i believe there are more but i couldn’t remember :S

LOL another dramatic ending.

just another wednesday :(

while waiting for anatomy lecturer :/

 

damn tired. another horrible wednesday with absolutely no rests whatsoever. i just went through 9 hours of class. fuck school.

 rainy days make you crave for a hot bowl of steaming noodles T_T

in my case, i crave for this every single day :(

 

fuck cafeteria food too. & i thought i would never really mean it. well, that was then. when you’re as big an eater like me, you’ll get bored of everything soon. everything’s so mundane & oily. the other day, i ate 2 plates of rice in less than 3 hours. i ate before the 1pm class and eat right after it, which was 3pm. so yeah. today i ate another plate of typical economy rice & a chicken burger. so tired of it. maybe i’ll grab a plate of nasi lemak instead tomorrow… but heck, the several worldcup-session nasi lemak hadn’t fully digested itself yet, i feel rather nauseous even thinking about it. then again, there’s less than mediocre (or so i’ve heard, correct me if i’m wrong) chicken rice, which, i seriously do not have the urge at all to eat. i’d rather have macaroni.

i love it. if only i have the energy, time, heat-retaining tupperware to do so :/

…

nah, i’m too lazy.

 

speaking of lunch… i was sitting behind this red haired dude who seemed to be out of place amidst our nerdy looking bunch of people… so, i bought my typical plate of economy rice and sat down, then as typical as it is, i had the urge to pee so i stood up and tried to grab the chair handle to pushed it towards the table so i could pass through.. i tried for several times without looking… but all i felt was this cotton material against my rather…. reckless fingers. i looked up in frustration (god knows what i was distracted at) and realized i was sort of scratching the guy’s thick shirt/hoodie/jacket/cardigan whatever. but the point was… WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING? i dunno why.. but i’ll just assume he had such decency (or to avoid more awkwardness…) to ignore the “scratching” sensation… i mumbled sorry and split as fast as i could T_T

i think he was terrified of the girl-scratching-back monster so he wasn’t there when i got back, thank god.

 

  

left & right side

haha the earrings i wear these days :P

 

anyway i woke up with a jolt at 646am in the morning while my first class of the day was at 8am. can’t help it. it was raining! too much a luxury to be sleeping when it rains. plenty of rushing & alot of “where is that goddamn socks!” & "where’s the keys?” “fuck, i need my jacket!!” later… i got out with a really pink umbrella (skin food gift – can’t help it) just in time to watch the utar bus showing me its bright blue ass. fuck you.

resigned, i went to wait for the ktar bus with a bunch of ktar students. even the ktar students weren’t looking so glamorous as they used to today… :/ it took more than 20 mins to get from the bus stop to ktar while it would only take at most 15 mins. damn jam. i spent that amount of time playing, yet again, sushi game on my iphone as the guy who was equally bored sometimes looked on beside me =.=

the real horror was threading from ktar to utar in roads full of rain water, or worse, muddy water. i was rewarded with this:

  wet wet cotton shoes :(

 

my cotton shoes were wet throughout! not disgustingly can-rear-fishies kinda wet but still irksome enough.

you do not want to be imagine the state of my socks when i finally got home at 530 :O

 

gehgeh’s expression when anatomy2 lecturer walked in =.=

at first very sweet one :/

 

then there was anatomy2 class, everyone was talking about how these two juniors dropped the subject. now, there’s a possibility of everyone dropping it :?  someone even handed us the form for adding/removing subjects @.@

 just realized there’s srsly 50 stuff around my mirror =.=

i ADORE the giraffeeeeeeee t-shirt now! <3 

 

 

LOL don’t this have an uncanny resemblance? :D

 

i’m back :P as in mentally back :P er, mood-wise you know? lol anyway i realized some things.. you just have to take it as what it is & i have lived too much for other people that i would love to live for myself now. & that’s what i’ll be doing :)

 

if there’s someone who.. about 30 people knew that he had a crush on you once, & lately… have been appearing everywhere near you.. could that be a coincidence or…….. ? (not me!)

i personally think it’s too much for “just a coincidence” … & the eyes are pretty “straight to the point” =.=

 

a dramatic ending to this blog post ;)

byebye!

incredulity

today, i did something ridiculous.

i burst into tears in anatomy class wtf. i am not even sure how many people witnessed it. definitely my anatomy lecturer though, i think she kindly avoided calling me when i was calming down & playing some random lame sushi game on my phone to prevent the tirade of tears welling up again. at one point, i even had to rush out and to the comfort of a toilet stall (dunno why i follow drama storyline so much also.. u know that kind of ppl who will sob in a private stall) thanks to qi who chased after me…

what kind of loser still sobs at this age in public anyway. it’s like i’m in a sad love drama & i got dumped or something wtf.

 

i did some thinking and all these stuff that kept happening lately… people being mad at me, people ignoring me, people letting me down.. it’s probably none other than my fault.

i’m sorry :( i’m hot tempered, i’m dense, i act irrationally & most of the time, i cant even expressed myself correctly. people misunderstand me half of the times & it’s perfectly understandable.

 

and then i kept blowing bubbles off my window to cheer myself up but it turns out that watching the bubbles burst only add to the well of unhappiness :/

 

以前笨得开心；现在笨得忧郁。

the irony of it is that people have told me i’ve improved.

now, did i really?

football rants

although we watch football together... we don't necessarily have the same favourites..

in chronological order

germany-england, brazil-chile, paraguay-japan, spain-portugal, brazil-holland, germany-argentina.

Qi - germany, brazil, neutral/paraguay, spain, brazil, germany

Angie - germany, brazil, neutral/japan, portugal, brazil, argentina

me - england, neutral, neutral/paraguay, spain, neutral/holland (cuz likes angie's fulan face too much), argentina.

paraguay-japan match was too much of a sleeping pill that we can't be bothered -__- cant take it when random people say it's an interesting match. like..

did you even watch it?

P.s teams i support furiously mostly... lost. WTF. also cannot stand that pro octopus!!

oh & LUCAS supports germany & paraguay for tonight's matches.

we're gonna try to throw him into a mosque later.