Monday, April 28, 2008

Blood spilled

STACT's camp was fun. I had fun.

Got bitten by countless leeches during jungle trekking and waterfall trekking (we walked upstream bagai menentang arus which was crazy). Weather was wet.

Got few extra bruises and scars scatter everywhere as a mean to spice up my legs. Good. I can't recognise them anymore as a result.

Solo drop in the middle of jungle at wee hour was sooo sccccca.....dventurous. Not THAT scary but boring whilst lighted bushfirecampfire alone, reminded me of those days in St. John.

Oh well.

It has been sleepless for few days. Conked already.

That should well explained my MIA, AWOL and whatever it is for the past few days, matter fact there won't be any phone signals in the middle of the jungle, so don't ask already! Sorry.

Adios.

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I've no idea why I look so horrifying and old in those photos, maybe cos I'm old myself but I believe I have an ever young and flaming heart can or not...alright I'm 21 and most of them there are 18-20 and some rare 21/22. Not like I care anyways.


Lollipop and Kiwi (the Chinese ochestra enthusiasts)


Onion and Kiwi (muka-muka kepenatan, never slept for 3 days)


Sotong (looks like SHE's Ella...ella eh eh right? 80% similarity I reckon!) and Kiwi


Fan4 Tong3, Kiwi (unpresentable face cos eye bags + dark wrinkles + saggy eyelids visible to max) and Mr. President


and lastly.......................................


Choya's Umeshu! Damn stim I tell you, 2 for 10 bucks under promotion available in Isetan until 7th of May nia! I bought 6 and I need more.


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p/s : Mummy's client which I met few times at the restaurant she owned committed suicide last few days together with her husband, both died in their apartment by inhaling excessive CO (burned charcoal at highly enclosed space). Reason(s) yet to be revealed, there, another sigh to life. I believe to every problem there will be a solution eventually, it's only a matter of time and patience.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

An Impulsive Trip

First of all let me introduce you, Tanjung Pinang on Pulau Bintan, the capital city of Riau Islands Province (not to be mistaken as Riau Province cos the former attained seperated municipality out of the latter in year 2000). It is one of the few "highly" developed islands among Riau archipelago after Pulau Batam. Owing to our "ambitious" plan ahead, we felt compelled to go for a softcore backpacking trip to a 3rd world country as a rehearsal. Since it's too late to organise trip to any places that require means of transport moving above sea level (yes, plane!) and we are not golden spoon fed child which on rather tight budget saving, so we ought for the most economical place, transport and accommodation. Bintan is only 20+ KM away from Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal in Singapore and around 40+ KM away (150 minutes ferry ride) from JB's Zon Ferry Terminal. We opted the latter to bypass Islands of Singapore, burned us RM 154 for a round ticket + Malaysia seaport tax surcharge. We decided to give it a go on the same day we made our move, that's why I called it "impulsive". Initially not planning to stay over night cos we just planned to look around for a day trip, and who knows we forgot the difference of timezone (yes, it is GMT +7, 1 hour behind Malaysian's), missed the last ferry back to JB. Stranded in Tanjung Pinang, we got blackmailed by 2 uninvited Indonesian accosters upon reaching the port and we had not even checked in to Indonesia yet! I've no idea where did they pop out from probably they are a syndicate and in collaboration with the immigration department to ambush around the custom area predating for victims. Mother fucker without testicles! (they are guys) I tell you, that place is full of crooks eyeing on our pocket, sad to say, seriously it is not ideal for tourist visit. The town is dirty, full of motorcycles, shabby buildings and able-men wandering around trying to offer tonnes of bogus deals like prostitution, hotel "services", blackmailing, escort services, charter "mobil"...kononnya. Actually what they want is none other than $. I had an unfavorable arguements with 2 of the accosters which took me RM 20 + Rp 10k to shoo them away, fuck! Lots of profanities exchanged and that 2 men spitted at us (not directly la) but their gestures are plain annoying and sickening. Luckily the local Chinese are helpful and friendly enough, they commonly speak Teo Chew, Bahasa Indonesia with Riau Malay's slang and Chinese, fortunately, I'm fluent in Teo Chew and Chinese (kinda) so I'd spoken to few sundry shop owners there regarding those outs and abouts on the island and sadly only to find out it's as little as none, haha. Oh yeah, I was impressed by my bahasa campur as well when talking to the natives, I mixed Malay with Indonesian haha (the local Chinese were impressed as well haha), but we blown our covers the minute we came out with Bahasa Melayu (slang?) which deemed foreign to them, strange. Malay is so formal/simplified but Indonesian is always full of street slang. Ngapain beda? Apa perbezaaannya?

Anyways, we wanted to charter a car to Trikora Beach which is 38 km away but they charged us like 400K Rp approx. RM 200 for less than a day, so we just tick it off for a no. And so, we checked in a Chinese owned hotel in the middle of the town which cost us only 100k Rp a night SPONTANEOUSLY. Haha just wanted a roof over head for a night that's all regardless of what.

It was really horrible, not only that place got no power supply during day time to our horror (except some shops will use generator instead as a compensation), it takes a long time to get power supply at night! I supposed the place where it's nearest to the the power plant will be supplied with electricity first and so on so forth. Tanjung Pinang could be few kilometers away from the plant, therefore, it takes longer time to get supplied. In the meantime, have to put up with it. Terrible right? So much for a capital city of a province. We waited until around 8-9 pm to get full electricity supply at the town (with streetlights and all, thank god most hotels are using generator). In any case, we dined at a Chinese eatery (serves awful but cheap vegetarian dishes) in the dark with only candle lights. -_- So dead. I wonder how people survive their days over here lackadaisically. That place got practically nothing! Not even a souveneir shop in sight. Good thing is, for RM 100 (300k Rp.) can last you more than a day at this town with bribery/blackmail, accomodation, food, knickknacks and even a full body massage. Yea, we went for 1 hour body massage (dapat gratis 15 menit extra and strangely "percuma" in Indonesian meaning "worthless" super -_- right?) at night out of boredom. Roaches and rats were roaming the streets...gross. It's really nothing special to shout about for that town. We did see a couple of white tourists that's all but I think they were heading to the beach and just made a pit stop over Tanjung Pinang.

We departed that Island early in the morning the next day like 7 am Indonesian time. At the Indonesian immigration, again were being coaxed into paying some suspicious boarding pass fees for 50k Rp (do we even need to pay when we exchange our air ticket for boarding pass?), it's so damn annoying, their custom officers all carrying the kabuki/suspicious faces that waiting for you to fall prey. Apparently, they will only ask for bribery from people holding foreign passports but sometimes even the native passport holders mainly Chinese, to them Chinese = rich regarding which places they are from. What the hell, no wonder the corruption rate in that country is one of the highest in the world, if you were to compare Malaysia with them, trust me we are far more better. I couldn't express how much I feel blessed to be born in Malaysia upon reaching JB land, it makes me love my country more. Those who still think that having born in Malaysia is most unfortunate thing in their life should get their arses over Bintan and take a look themselves. I just don't wanna go on and elaborate, you should know how good it is to live in a place like here at the same time taking lots of things for granted. If you think our Royal Malaysia Police is bad enough, wait till you see their Polisi Militer, totally bunch of useless bums. Alright, my critic is only restricted within the boundary of Pulan Bintan, perhaps it will be a totally different scene over Jakarta. I still love you Jessica, no worries haha! But an interesting fact is the media/entertainment industry in Indonesia is 10000x better than Malaysia's, it's always full of eye candies and nice rock ballads!

All in all, a short, intense, adventurous and eyes opening trip. Bagged home with tonnes of anecdotes, experiences and lessons in just 2 days 1 night.

Just a disclaimer, I won't condone to ethnocentrism or racism (I was once apprenticed with both Sociology and Anthropology ok!) but I can't tolerate bribery and corruption to happen especially most who committed them over that place are able-bodied. Unless they're paralysed or OKU then different story lah! BUT NO. The classic emoticon for Pulau Bintan's immigration officers and crooks would be ($_$).

And.

I heart Malaysia! Malaysia still boleh.



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One of the many bustling streets

Antennas

Alley

Jalur merah + putih berkibar di depan of some Istana or Mosque, forgot haha. Was in hurry.

At the monument, forgot the name as well haha. It was 6.30 am (GMT+7) in the morning, eyes were still swollen but we couldn't be happier cos we were heading back to civilization.

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p/s : Btw, I didn't know XiaXue had already blogged about her unpleasant experience in Pulau Bintan, had I know earlier about it I wouldn't even wanna lay my foot on this island I think and I almost booked a hotel room at one of the many beach resorts at Trikora which luckily I didn't, like she said, the photos shown on the brochure all look promising and highly photoshopped to lure your desire. Tanjung Pinang is still not much a tourism spot so things are still mainly charged in Rupiah (except for the lodging where we could choose to pay in SGD alternatively from Rupiah, of cos we gotta spend those Rp. because it's kinda worthless if we were to convert it back to RM afterall) and definitely cheaper if not expensive by all means, I paid only 60k Rp. for the massage which is around 13 SGD only. Finally, somebody share the same sentiment that Bintan is evil, just go Batam for a one day shopping trip will suffice, not worth staying over as we have plenty of sandy beaches back home. Those found on Danga Bay/East Coast Park/Sentosa are highly comparable to those in Bintan/Batam. *roll eyes* But then again, I'd love to go Bali if I have the time cos afterall that's the place to die for, if I'm wrong at this, millions of others will be in denial as well! Bali ftw :D

Sunday, April 20, 2008

That 70's meme.

8 things I'm passionate about :

1. Ikea
2. My secret "ambitious" plan.
3. My close ones. (not many, you know who you are)
4. Bookstore
5. Photoshop
6. Tattoos and piercings (I'm getting an oral or nape soon!)
7. Diet (sad case...)
8. Singing (I'm John Legend's friend's roommate's penpal's neighbour's driver's friend's brother's
friend.)

8 things I say too often :

1. Walao eh
2. Niabeh
3. TMD
4. CCB
5. Fuck
6. Fuiyoh
7. Sien
8. Slap you

8 books I've read recently :

1. The Birthday Stories
2. The Kite Runner
3. Tokyo Tower
4. The Acid House
5. The Time Traveller's Wife
6. Men are from mars, Women are from venus
7. The Lonely Planet Story
8. Aiya...I've read more than 8 la...still reading The Kite Runner, I'd spent more time
on Sociology, Psychology, US History texts but I like Socio. text the most.

8 songs I could listen to over and over again :

1. Amy Winehouse - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow?
2. Bic Runga - Sway
3. John Legend - Coming Home
4. 王菲 - 红豆
5. Bjork - Declare Independence
6. Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark
7. KT Tunstall - Other Side Of The World
8. Miley Cyrus - See You Again (I st-st-stuttered when you...jeez!)

8+1 things I learned last year (non academic) :

1. Kill hypocrites (cliche rite?)
2. Ignorance is bliss
3. Ego is important
4. To hate is harder than to love
5. Deeper (as in not shallow)
6. Silence is golden
7. To give love to someone I loved (not worth and not recipocral)
8. To be mean
9. Honesty is a lonely word

I got none to tag, no one read this blog, none shall comment and not like comments are allowed anyways.

Till then. I'm so sleepy, stupid road block polices.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

O.o

Morning.

It's 5 am and I'm still up, walking zombie here sending my morning regards to dear all mugging androids out there who are still refuse (or resist) to/from sleep at the wee.

You must be thinking how diligent I was on making progression for my last minute dired revision. The fact is, progression has been made so far with a good 0.0025% overall coverage following a gradual increasing trend, hello, look at the weather outside, it's so meant for cuddling those fluffy bolster and snuggle in slumber, I super love midnight rain and storm despite having a little emo over exams and foreseeing sleepness nights ahead.

Did I mention that Christopher Columbus is really a blasphemous historical person, it was him, the main culprit, the father of all sinful exploits and fountainhead for all the tedious and wordy chapters in HIS 251!!! Uber blasphemous kan? Without him, we don't even need to suffer through all these shits of burning midnight oil for mugging like a baby eating zombie. Worse thing is I don't understand a shit out of it at all if you were to ask me to explain what I've learnt, nope, I doubt it is sinful for 65% of the class doesn't know what's happening even until the end of semester, it happens all the while. There, reminds me of my PSY exam today, can't be easier to describe, gone case or come back next semester. Nooo.

CHM, yet another foreseeable gone case. Wth with all those compound namings, structures and REACTIONS?! You see, we did most of the quizzes in open book manner, now that the final exam is based solely on immediate situational judgement, in this sense, "open book" is completely beyond reasonable topic. Mahai. I swear I'm gonna study real hard next semester (duh!) but the thing is I don't even know what subjects I will be taking...not many choices around that can arouse my interest except for Philosophy and World Religion or maybe US History II? I don't mention sciences because those are my core subject and I don't enjoy myself reading abstract forms of symbols and numerical combos than reasoning and general knowledge. Sighs. Whatever it is, I think I will enjoy more during my major year + clinical training year. I THINK I will.

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You, I'm totally no way near interested to know how good you lead your life currently or how bad you think your life is. I'm not bound to know them FFS. I have my own life and that's it. It doesn't phase me how you gonna spend your time anyways. Or I shall put it this way, I'll MMOB and you shall MYOB. Come on, I bet you won't want me to be honest, will you?

Adios.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

I st-st-stuttered.....

I seriously can't get this shit outta my head, it keeps chanting at me over and over again like super mantra gnawing at all the things I've studied for Sociology albeit not much has been covered so far! Omg it's worse than the bubbly ella ella eh eh eh ehhhhh...

seeSeeSEE!

It's coming again...gosh stop me!

The last time I freaked out
I just kept looking down
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinking about

Felt like I couldn't breathe
You asked what's wrong with me
My best friend Lesley said "Oh she's just being Miley"

The next time we hang out
I will redeem myself
My heart it can rest 'till then
Wow wow I
I can't wait to see you again


-_-

It's addictive (addictive =/= me likey!) and I don't even watch Hannah Montana.

Alrite, back to mugging, 6 more chapters (that's like 300 more pages) to go!

I gotta st-st-study ftw :D

Saturday, April 12, 2008

You've Got No life?

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Friday, April 11, 2008

Horrorcles ~Black Friday~

Know what?

Massive man today!

I slept at 5am after having online discussion with J.Goh (our lawyer).

Thought of waking up at 7 for college.

My alarm (the innocent one with cute melody!) didn't work on me.

I realised only when the sun was up.

Gosh, it was already 8 and my history trial was at 9. Beyond that I might gonna face ceremonious condemnations by groupmates/Borges and a rather usual door lock, Borges is very particular about that especially.

So I rushed my donkey life outta hell, put on my formals and ran like mad to the condo gate to flag down taxi.

Good, I must had been invisible, cos none of the cabbies showed signal to stop! Fuck double fucks triple fucks infinite fucks! It's early in the morning and not even rush hour cos the jam had already cleared.

After several failure attempts with the addition of sending SOS to MK for lift but too bad it's already 8.45 (hello!) MK was in college already, on the verge of giving up, there it was, a quasi-philanthropic cabbie honked me perhaps noticing the dismay written conspicuously on face.

In normal situation, I would just turn down the "goodwill" because there's no free lunch in this world, there's price to pay for everything. Upon expecting some shady deal, there, expected outcome, exorbitant fare tendered targeted at my desperation. Burned 8 more bucks than usual. That's like 120% extra. Dealed since I got no strength for further arguements or negotiations all thanks to my carb. free diet on a day 3. I demanded him to speed since there was no jam at all. I reached SS15 from my place in 8 minutes (reached at 8.58) time! That's exactly 2 minutes away from trial time haha...got off happily and went straight to lecture hallprinting shop to print my Q&A sheets. Bah! I don't know what's wrong with my pendrive and computer cos they just decided to arse around with me. My answers were all gone and nowhere on earth to retrieve! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! How am I supposed to testify on the stage later since I can't do it spontaneously due to the lack of rehearsal! Sometimes I just wonder how bad can my luck goes. Luckily (duh!), J.Goh still kept his unmodified copy of my Q&A, I begged Borges for some extra time to print and rushed back to the hall to edit freehandedly, mental recollection la! I was supposed to be the first who go up but I managed to switch with "Casino owner which I'm having affair with". Luckily (2 x duhs!), I managed to answer accordingly at least without much stutterings and pauses in between despite having to crap a little to the jury out of instant fit (not easy ok!). I hate spontaneity! That's why I kinda screwed up my Impromptu speech during last semester. Oh well, Borges didn't comment much but he grinned a lot perhaps was in good mood, so we were all happy. Jun Yi (opponent counsel) was picking on language aspects instead of my testimonies, I got so annoyed to the point that I had to argue for the betterment of self preservation! He was getting on my nerves, I just fired back furiously cos I was kinda green already haha, and I still don't know why the whole fucking class was so overwhelmed that time. Too aggressive already I guess but it felt so good la after my turn was up. Huge relief! And I got an exclusive apology from Jun Yi later haha but it's only a role-playing mock trial so I told him he owes me nothing, I'm cool, since we both received the fair share of verbal mockery.

All's well that ends well, our counsel or rather our group claimed victory with a shocking 2/3 majority votes from the jury panel. It was so fun and happy to know that verdict, American Government DOES NOT in any ways owe an apology to the American Indians (in the mock trial). They did apologize in real life, haha, whatever! I'm so gonna miss Borges' lesson after all the thicks and thins. Trial was sooo fun. Hopefully, I'll still have the spirit burning by the semester to take US History II, since it's from 1877 to present so I guess (or so I heard) much more easier and relevant. Who knows but definitely I'm up for another trial, trial is part of the courseworks in HIS 251/252 during long semester under Prof. Borges which carries 15% I think. I'm gonna miss Miss Jane too haha...time really flies by like an arrow in the twink of a wink in the blink of an eye and fruit flies like an old banana haha. Today is the last day of lecture classes in semester 3. Next up will be the deadly finals!

Psy - can read.
Soc - can read.
His - can read but will die.
Chm - can't read, so die.

:(

Today, it's as if I just gone for a trip to hell and came back to reality. It feels so nice to be embraced by oxygen, smell of gases, peoples, sounds...etc once again cos the sense of being stimulated by gravity force is very authentic now :D

I'm reliving. I won't die so easily yet.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Horrorcles

Fuhhh...

Miss M rocks my socks man!
Apparently she can't finish teaching like 7 freaking chapters before the final next week.
So we got first hand tips!
She's the best of the best I tell you, supposingly final covers chapter 11-18 but she only managed to touch on a few pints of chapter 12 so far during the last class of the semester and then downplayed all the other chapters on hand, slapped us with excuses that hinting the unimportance of some untaught chapters.
Freaking stim right?
Where to find such lecturer around???
Right here, exclusively brought to you with all hearts, vow to give the best education of all, one and only, ICSJ!
And I see no reasons why you still not tempted to enrol to ICSJ after viewing this post.
And we're supposed to keep our lips sealed, oops.

Then to my horror, I practically had no idea that Sociology exam falls on NEXT Monday!
I thought it should be sometime around next Tuesday cos according to past history, our final papers are usually spread within wide interval of time between each other.
And my luck has got the better of me again!
Not only having 2 papers clashing at the same time, after final appeal, exam office pandai pak pandir decided to allot 2 slots for that particular 2 papers still on the same day but different time.
Good, lepas mulut buaya, now masuk mulut harimau pulak!
How can Chemistry II and US History I co-exist on the same day?
Stupid.
I shall end all these miseries by burning down my story-based textbook, mix water and drink.
Hopefully, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Andrew Jackson, Christopher Columbus, King George III-IX...just anyone of them can bless me and possess me in the exam hall. *roll eyes*
Fuck those 16 chapters of whatnots.

Without questions beyond doubts, me gonna lead a drop dead awesome life on the days ahead.

Breakfast, lunch, high tea, dinner, supper = mugging ftw!

Hopefully the efforts given are all recipocral!

Monday, April 07, 2008

Monday thoughts

I used to be afraid of ghosts. Of those things that lurk behind corners and in the dark.


I don't know when I've stopped.


Stopped being afraid of going into the dark. Stopped switching on the lights when I go into a room.


I think it was when I realize I have more reason to be afraid of human. Of the evil that lies in the heart of man. Humans are even scarier.


p/s : Thank Ms. Jane for bestowing a chance of resiting the quiz that I missed last Friday!

Sunday, April 06, 2008

:)

Just hung up a call that lasted 4 hours all the way from Arizona.

Damn I'm dehydrated.

Love ya' Cheryll *muacks* can't wait to see you in no time!

Friday, April 04, 2008

Weekend thoughts 2

And Benjanmin says " life is like a game of cards, the hands that dealt you is determinism, the way you play it is free will".

Future will always be there, it's just unevenly distributed. The world is fair and we do enjoy certain degree of free will in hands. When we talk about free will, why should we whine and cry the hell over issues of life? Aren't we all chosen what to do in the first place? Therefore, we should also have the guts to be responsible over the outcome be them good or bad.

Not like someone is pointing a gun over your little brain threatening for point blank forcing you into committing whatever it is. Everything happens for a reason. When the next time you try to seek comfort from someone else over your problems, sit back and think whether you are deserved for that problem itself or not prior to any further.

Forget about the crap of seeking religious shelter also cos according to Karl Max when you have religion, you are emotional imbalanced. If there's no god but your own god, then why we need so many religions for? If your religion is the greatest the almighty the superior then why are you still judgemental? If all that I'm saying are blasphemous and I should go to hell, then you should be more eligible to leave for hell cos you are no god and technically you can't sentence verdict over me. If you simply want me to rattle this on...they are endless.

Digressed. Anyways, there's no problem with other people before you look into yourself to see the core. It's always lies in there, somewhere inside here, H-E-A-R-T. You understand what I mean.

Thus, I deserve my own demise as well.

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History court trial on next week, what should a historian wear? I'm the historian of my council and I've seen other group wearing fancy costumes like french maid gown, slaves dresses, fedora, wigs and came all dressed in full suits! Very kua zhiong lor, at first I thought it was just a normal run of the mine mocked trial, then these people very pandai they went and took hassles to rent fancy gowns, so kiasu! Now the pressure has been put upon our trial next week, the final week of this semester! What should I wear?! How am I gonna withstand another 3 hours of constant stoning without the freedom to drink, to laugh, to move around during the trial process? And lastly, WHERE AM I SUPPOSE TO FIND TIME TO STUDY WHEN EVERYTHING CHUNK IN ON THE FINAL WEEK? Very mind boggling indeed. Haih, this weekend marks another week has gone by dalam sekelip mata, maka, selangkah dekat dengan finals!

@.@

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Then today I was so pandai pak pandir! I thought of submitting my journal before the extra class starts which I did not mean to go at all that obviously was a wrong move! I went to SOLLA and rang the bell, one lecturer came answer and I ask for the availability of Miss M. cos I thought she sure wouldn't be there and I could just put my journal in her pigeon hole. Then to my horror, she was there and readily available! I was like shit, this is no turning back, how am I supposed to explain when she ask me why don't I hand in the journal in class later. My expectation came true, she did ask why! And as a person who sucks in telling lie of cos my statements were rather illogic and handicapped, she knew that I was lying but oh well I can't be bothered right now...I just hope she won't be mm song at me and fail me again in final cos she kept asking me "your date is more important than your study eh...?" with that kinda doubtful expression...I swear it was fucking awkward for me! I wish I can just hide in the pigeon hole for good or minimize myself into something that to the size of dust particle! Diu...sigh I should account for my mishaps! A totally wrongful move! Bad impression means bad grade! She won't even give my any kesian marks now...and I have to hit the gym freaking early and leave before 5pm now lest will bump into her and meet a series of awkwardness lor! Cos she usually will be there at the same gym as me after touch down from work like around 5 something to 6! I'm gonna switch soon...cibai! See how far my luck goes.