STACT Club interview session a while ago.
Result yet to be release on 3rd.
Syarat-syarat keahlian seperti berikut :
1. No coloured hair -check-
2. No skimpy outfits (duh!) -check-
3. No earring (wtf!)
The worst thing they haven't pointed out is what they didn't expect I will have at first place judging on my near stoic nerdy face.
My divine symbol of peace!
Time to evangelize myself. Should I?
First of all, how to camouflage them???
I'm so tired.
Of human relationship.
Of friendship.
Of academic pressure and the non- of it.
Of the secret grudge between few of my close friends.
Of the mask I have to put on everyday.
Of the me who is not the me at world's stage.
Of the me who can only be me behind the curtain.
Of the neutralised me and the me who longing for all good.
Of everything I want which I don't get.
It's so hard to please everybody these days.
Sepet.
I have a strong grip for it.
Yet I got no courage to say those words out loud.
My dear, there are only three.
Three's and the go.
But...I think it's getting away from me cos somehow it changed.
No longer the quality I yearned for.
Or maybe that's the little part I omitted.
Whatever, I don't like things being so much galvanized by contemporary vanity and philistinism as I turn older.
I shall move on.
70% Green Tea + 30% Choya = reeeeelaxxxxxxxxxx~
Hira Hira Hira Yura Yura Yura...let the petals of cherry blossom fall!
Doing a lot of exercises.
Orofacial exercises and respiratory exercises.
Having buffet* is the best way to build up muscles on cheek cos when you eat a lot you can't stop training your jaws.
Singing is the best medicine to train a powerful lung, I can proudly proclaim 100 litres of oxygen per inhale is no longer a myth now.
Now tell me why do I need gym membership for?
I have good cardio stamina, good lung capacity and tight facial skin, what more can I ask?
Now I'm broke after several impulsive exorbitant buffet dinner and gambling which never won.
I'll never play blackjack with those sikaokinna anymore!
*Not applicable to Karaoke chain's buffet cos the food taste like a mixture of animal pisses.
p/s : Malaysian street food always have a place in heart but I miss all the seafood bars, endless fresh catch oysters, escargots, abalones, crabs, prawns, some unidentified clams, free flow of raw salmon and mackerel cutlets *drools*. Being a foodie is seriously sucks BIG TIME.
There is always a time for homemade salad, Tristano Delizioso Insalata on top of having the greatest fear of 6 days classes in a week straight. FUCK M. cos she victimised us by a 9 am class on Saturday, a 3 good hours lesson some more. Promising to finish a whole new chapter on that lesson, how evilish. Anyways, I'm so not coming cos I just wanna sleep. And I think every Saturday will be reserved for REMEDIAL classes from this week onwards. Double fucks!
Kthxbye.
I've tried to manage.
I've tried to fathom.
But I still find myself clueless in the realm of vanity.
I'm being too overenthusiastic.
Actually the measurement is overly simple to accept.
Cos it's a surface matter and nothing's too deep.
Why the need of better instruments when things are so mundane?
Afterall it's all about single cell affairs.
Simple things make simple, complex things make possible.
I can be different, I can be the same, simple enough?
See sometimes it's very funny,
when you feel the need to drift away for some social comfort,
they point at you and called you a deviant.
Then...
when you are impowered, your life is worthier than gold.
With filthy prestiges and cheap respects.
But,
when you are powerless, you are no where remote from a fallen leaf.
Or outcaste?
We are creating standards that contradict each others in some forms not known to us in the eyes.
Standards are just what people perceive, doesn't come by nature. Not actions but reactions. No right or wrong.
So don't judge me with your shallow standards.
I'm different in my own ways.
So as you.
Have been seeing flowers and bears since the 13th roaming the streets.
Can't they just think of any other things better to give aside from cakes, chocs, bears, flowers and cakes and chocs and bears and flowers and...oh well.
If this is gonna carry on for forever, what's the difference between Qing Ming Festival and V day? Every year we visit graveyard and offer flowers as a respect, soon became a symbol. But V day ain't got nothing to do with symbolism IMHO. It's a day of love and caring appreciation. Flower and so are optional. Nothing to symbolize, it's the bonding of love and caring between 2 persons that matter. The efforts run by both...this is a day to show appreciation instead of throw on a flower and get it over. I mean, if it were to happen to me, I will be overjoy to receive flowers and other conventional goods as well but later on I will have to ponder a little bit, what's the practical point? I receive flowers this year and I won't remember what actually happened this year by the next V day hits. I will be sitting around anticipating another bouquet of flowers again, if I doesn't receive any, still I will be sad and I definitely won't feel thankful for last year. It's already being pampered with materialism without meaning.
Last year. This year. Next year. 10 years later. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. 10 days later. No matter when, when you're in love with the right person. V day happens everyday. Everyday will be meaningful enough, deeply engraved in mind. Not just yet another day of flowers and chocs.
Flowers will die. Chocolates are diabetic and fattening.
Then again, singleton is bitter.
Sorry Ed for getting the wrong info. La Q doesn't open on weekdays lol. I'm so gonna miss you after all these. Anyways, I think Ardii is a darn gorgeous creative director. At least he thinks differently than all the conventional people. Like he said, all these peoples are pretentious. Going there is like attending a materialistic fashion party. First they talk about their history of sex then fashion....way too shallow. Malaysian and those, what to do? And I didn't know Willian is a photographer and he owns a studio tim!
Anyways thanks for the companionships these few days. I shall wake up on time to commute to college starting tomorrow. Life has been quite bitchy and tiring after CNY. I need a rehab!
Happy Singletine. And have fun on the 14th.
Adios.
Hm...
college sucks. Class cancelled here and there, stranded in library for good now. I could have rested for another day.
KMC is comfy, but lifeless and dark as usual. Mosquitoes are visible at high floors still. Big turn off.
My mouth is full of ulcers currently as a result of CNY heaty goodies. Although it was for only a short few days but I never gave up a single second without eating. My fridge is FULL of chocolates now! They are selling darn cheap at their native countries. Esp. the extra dense and sweet Ferrero that keep cajolling my resistant. I ate quite a number of them T.T
Lunar 28th : accompanied Mum to pasar malam for some marketing.
Lunar 29th : went Changi Airport to fetch Sis and Moon.
Lunar 30th : reunion dinner at some restaurant then fetched Terence and Uncle Steven back to Sg.
Lunar 1st : bai nin with paternal grandparents and folks. Lepak, supper and chitchatting with cuzzies and folks until 4 am.
Lunar 2nd : bai nin with maternal grandparents and folks. Uncle's b'day celebration then mahjong mahjong mahjong till midnight :) !
Lunar 3rd : went Sg out of instant fit cos Sue wanna eat McD's red bean pie. Nothing to do in Sg so we went science centre (haha...CNY in science centre!). Right after Sg we drifted to Kota Tinggi for aunt's open house and still mahjong mahjong mahjong till we dropped. I lost 5 bucks only, FORTUNATELY. Late night sing K-ed with cuzzies at TC until 4 in the morning.
Lunar 4th : relatives came bai nin with my parents. Went back KL around past noon and jammed all the way back to Seremban and reached KL at 12 am. I've got no more senses on my buttock after a 10+ hours of car ride. F**k.
Lunar 5th : 1st day commuting to college! All the way here too early and class cancelled pulak.
Going back JB again this week to meet up friends and gamble, so as to send sis and Moon off on 2 consecutive days. Haven't touched poker cards yet this year. But anyone lack of mahjong kaki (preferable) please inform me by all means. Hands are getting itchy, wanna swim.
Rabbit "fan tai sui" this year, so be more alert when placing your bet.
Till then. Yet another report of what I've done where nobody will give damn.
HELP NIAN NING'S FAMILY, FIGHT WITH THEM :
Pls go to the following address and sign a petition against reckless bus drivers and companies.
BUSCRASHNOMORE.BLOGSPOT.COM
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Although my reaction is tad too slow on this but when I saw this news on newspaper lately it kinda hit me hard that one of the victim, Lee Nian Ning seems familiar but I doubted my perception until I saw one of my friends' blog yesterday about the departure of a bright young medical student in a recent bus crash in Penang.
Apparently, Lee Nian Ning was one of the JPA scholar holders which was doing her AUSMAT (Australian Matriculation) in Sunway University College back then during 2005-2006 when I was doing my A-levels there as well. She was my roommate Victor's friend and all of us were staying in Monash Condo Hostel. I used to see her around the lobby and college very often but I didn't know her though. Anyways, that's not the main point about. The thing is all we want is just a safe ride back home that's it, is it that hard to achieve? I think the government is blind (you may repeat this sentence for infinity times cos you know you are always right on this), so blind to have "overlooked" a serious matter on hands. Instead of spending time cracking brain on neverending racial issues, why not work on things that benefit people at large? There they go, another prospectful life perished in their hands. Happy? She could've been an outstanding doctor and osteologist in a few years time preparing to serve the relevant field in native country but...her life is just too vulnerable for ignorances and blindnesses. Just that it's not fair for her to die at this age in a course that could be avoided easily. Hope she will rest in peace regardless what...
I bet the government is still stoic right now, their previous effort was one-off. When the brouhaha rested, they would back to the same old piece again waiting for the next stimulus. Likewise, the snatch theft's brouhaha, Sharlinie's brouhaha...soon they will fade away and store in an obsolete folder at a negligible corner of a rack in a secluded data storage room, must I spell out the word "limbo" explicitly? Perhaps that's what they've been doing all these years. How "efficient" for them and "lucky" for us to have lived under their "laissez faire" governance. In Malaysia, we just have to pray to live longer without any dependency. Save $ to secure and finance your own life, social security scheme is not to their fundamental goal anymore nowadays.
RIP : IN LOVING MEMORY OF LEE NIAN NING (1987 - 2008)
