Happy Mooncake Festival thoughts

Do you know why I loathe Chinese wedding banquet?

First of all, it follows Malaysian time. Like for e.g. I just attended a distant relative's wedding a while ago that the organiser had informed beforehand to compel us to arrive at 7.00pm sharp with strong emphasis, so we thought this time might be an odd one and gave it a pass. Thus, we reached there 7.00pm hoping to start the dinner at 7.30pm sharp with lotsa butterflies fluttered inside. Little did we know that there were some VVVVIPs who took 1 hour to walk from lobby to restaurant's entrance, yes it was you Datuk Shahril (note : never bothered to find out the correct spelling of his name also). Thanks for abiding to the law of Malaysian time.

And when it's wedding banquet by Chinese, it means typical menu at a typical Chinese restaurant with typical folks. I love cold dishes platter but the rest is maximal bummer, well what else we can have aside from sharkfin soup after platter, chicken after sharkfin soup, fish after chicken, prawn after fish...yada. It's an unbiodegradable format and order that God knows who invented and I shall give a lethal kick on his fat-prone ass. Muesli bars that resemble chicken feedstuffs taste 2000x better.

Circumstance where your grandmother/mother will force you to address complete strangers or distant relatives intimately like been knowing for ages. The "yin chan yin chek" session. This is where all the pain in ass catching up happen.

Hopping around from table to table means socializing and paying respect right? And what if running out of topic? Fret not, with all the showy old folks around there's no such thing as lost of words. You will most likely be interrogated with a series of questions pertaining to your whole life. They are trying to know you thoroughly in let's see, 15 minutes? But wait, it's no harm to entertain those whereabouts, whatabouts, howabouts, etc questions, not until when they reveal their fangs and claws. A whole lotta underestimations! They just can't stop comparing everything from how much you earn to how much pubic hair you once had during your salad days as an outlet to flaunt in later conversation. It's like a batte of I-am-greater-than-you. Typical things you can hear : my son/daughter earn XXXXXXXX a month, my son/daughter is studying in XXXXXX Uni in XXXXX country, i'm going to XXXXX for vacation, my children/grandchildren bought me a RM XX XXX massage chair, my son/daughter just married to so and so and bought a house in XXX district, so and so is driving XXX car.........what more to say, typical I-wish-to-get-robbed conversation at banquet. Not that they sound really bad in real life but to draw it down to a simple conclusion, they are none of my businesses. Unless you are willing to make donation to real frugal cheapskate like me selflessly otherwise my saving account is not gonna hike up 10 folds upon hearing all your rubbish. Please don't be showy on the value of your material possession and well being, just bring along your personal values or start gossiping on so and so has XXX mmHg blood pressure, so and so has XXX mmol/L LDL level, and so and so has XX% of proteinurea. I know it's totally incoherent haha.

Noise pollution to max! Kids yelling like cacophonous sound machines, lame songs playing/singing, people scream their lungs out on toasting session ("yum seng")...I swear I can just reduce into dust particle and fly away from that place when either one of them is going on. i know la, the more the merrier but merrier doesn't have to come in the form of noise! Nuff said.

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There is no way press freedom and ISA can co-exist in any sense. To adopt First Amendment in this country is like an everlasting myth.

Our political scenario is so weep worthy isn't it? Don't you find it disgusting that some people can just put everything in country at stake to fight for more power for their own interests? To them, personal pursuit is more important than economic well being. He has lost his mind to power struggle. Now that you think he is much more eligible? Jijik. Think again. Hypocrites are all around.

Just let God cast apocalyptic curse upon us then there will be no more fightings after all the existence perished. Period.

壁花小姐

She's your super dancing queen ala gua tai. Kthxbai.

Semester 5

Basically my semester 5 is gifted. Soft holiday, alhamdulilah.

Blame me not for I'm too free and feel obliged to butt-stick and hang around here for the time being.

Bad omen for weight control management, I just did some casual body fat % measuring and it came out with depressing result. Needless to say la, numbers don't lie. 1 whole month intake of assorted rubbish in absence of sufficient workout. In a nutshell, too much free time calls for a strong positive correlation with weight index that's it. Sad but true.

In conjunction with this hor...

I will be up for a job I think, any recommendation?

Willing to start work anytime next week.

Just wanna kill time, $ is not important.

Random wtfs

Party hopping for $ = doormat, tailgate, laughing stock and conformation for lousy people(so sad to see our country's administration being manipulated by some past-prime politicians, three cheers for dirty politics)

Cibai Students For A Free Tibet (SFT without the prefix C of cos) = biggest hypocrite on earth, it's neither pro-Tibet nor pro-Chinese, it's pro-Brainless(don't understand what will Westerners gain from a truly independent Tibet, more like distraction than solution).

Got an Ipanema flip flop for only $9.90 at IMM and it doesn't feel much different from Havaianas though, which the latter cost me around $50, yea unfortunately! And bought lotsa cheap stuffs from Daiso, man, this place is totally heaven on earth tailored for cheapskate like me who goes around nipping 平.靓.正 deals unabashedly. $2 STORE WIDE, who can resist?

College rang just now, have to move my ass back for enrolment otherwise pay for late enrolment penalty; FF sms-ed just now for my outstanding payment this month. Suddenly I need to rush back tomorrow instead of Sunday T.T

Gotta face all the hypocrites again.

Fuck this stupid world. Kthx.

Hanamizuki

Hitoto Yo + Hideaki Tokunaga (original version)

Hayley Westenra (cover version)

1 word,

SPECTACULAR!

Of buaya and the Buaya...

I was being wakened from sleep this morning to hunt for seafood and visit relative at Johor Lama with the parents. Yes, visited that uncle who owns the croc. farm and that place has now turned into a tourist spot!

Luckily there weren't much Singaporeans around today, malls were calm, traffic was tame or at least better than Merdeka Eve which was a total disaster. Me and my kkls went to Danga Bay completely forgotten about the eve of Merdeka and got stucked in Jam for 1 hour along the coast together with rowdy crowd of Mat Rempits after chancing on the escort team of Tengku Mahkota Johor (TMJ) and Raja Muda Johor (RMJ) 10 minutes before that. It was a stalemate of good 1.5 hours on that very road that usually takes us only 10 minutes or so to reach the other end. The only common thing about the aforementioned people is they think the road belongs to their grandfathers. Hereby, a toast to our 51 years of nationhood, it seems that our fellow politicians' bellies are getting prominent these days whilst necessitating us with expenditure cutting suggestions that look like some real good deals we've been missing for long.

Nonetheless, we still love the tanah where we tumpah our darah.

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This bugger is damn cute (note : when it's still small and harmless). My face is weird I know.

和風

喜月堂 has got the best packing among all the confectioneries! The casing and the paper bag come in a set which matched perfectly like a gift. For only 1 piece, you are entitled to get the Japanesey packing without paying extra!

Seriously who cares about the content and the taste of the mooncake. I didn't even know which flavour I was paying for.

And they have many more exotic Japanesey packings for 2 pieces, 4 pieces and so forth. Now, fuck curry and yoghurt mooncake for all I care (inside joke kthx).

Heh!

Paid my due, like FINALLY in donkey ass manner. Anyways, survived from slavery. I mean it cos for weeks of slogging off like android which involved mugging for finals and working CEASELESSLY. I haven't really been enjoying the sacred holiday bestowed. It's like a piece of missing puzzle in life.

Whatever. I'll be having extended holiday on my own given the insignificance of subjects offering on next semester. What have spray painting, pointilism, tracing and yada got to do with science lab? Hello, do you think I care shit about musical genre some artsy fartsy musicians invented during Middle Ages, Renaissance, Romanticism and whatnots. I think seeing how Jolin fucked up her face with a blizzard of rashes while doing acrobatic dance is even more interesting.

And also...

Thank god, my semester 4 result has finally rebounded my CGPA although it's still kinda low but at least I'm now qualified for SBU admission requirement IF they really answer to their promised cut off CGPA without obscure adjustment, affirmative action, quotas or some shits.

Wanna catch some real serious rest now. Period.

Siap Siap Sui!

Yes, 4th semester has finally became yesterday. No more boring Politics lectures, no more early morning Irene's lectures, no more dreadful Statistics lectures...! No strings attached for 2 weeks at least but then gotta work still T.T

My last paper touched down at 7pm and I went AC to watch Badminton semifinal with the unusual crowd gathered around bersorak-sorai and giving ovations. I wonder since when did we become so supportive towards national sport players? I think we can buy up Phelps to achieve a record breaking of 11 golds in history instead of paying huge stipends or rewards to some unworthy one-time-goner duo (you know who)! Looking from a long term view I mean. Way to go Lee Chong Wei! But then he's gonna get from Lin Dan eventually during final...what an interesting showdown! Hopefully he can scrap Lin Dan down from world No. 1's throne. Anyways, we went Japanese buffet after the last paper which again, violated my principles of dieting. Sad case. I'm getting worse nowadays, everything I see = food, Sleep = food, dream = food, study = food...

I'm having a problem now...what subject should I take for next semester? I've already fulfilled all my Uni's (SBU) prerequisite requirements except for Biology II. Whatever I take on next semester will just be a waste of time and money but I don't wanna do interval break either! How ah? The Uni application deadline for spring intake is Oct 2nd, meaning, around 1 month from now and I haven't taken TOEFL yet. Sighs. But then if result is good for this semester I might seriously consider to transfer on spring instead of fall. My friends are all leaving this fall and next spring :( I don't wanna be stagnant lo. But then I don't think I can make it for spring 2009 like I said. Mafan. I think I should take a 8 months break to intern and then travel that's it. Otherwise taking 1 subject on each of the following semesters will not do much good on my transcript either.

And the thing is I don't really feel like working on this Monday anymore but I've already promised T.T cos I could have gone to Penang/Pangkor with friends by now. Really 为五斗米折腰. If only I'm a golden spoon-fed...which obviously I'm not.

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Quoted : All men struggling to remain distinguishable in their own ways, but their efforts are insipid and often overlook the similar core shared among each other as hypocrisy is the ruler of them all. They sell their souls and live in shells that rot in time.

Machiam kena kantoi pulak

So, was supposed to eat light for the day due to my bad eating habit of late which unfortunately involves lotsa junk food, fast food and whatever that is expensive when you look back after 20 years from now, in the sense that it costs bombs on medical expenses (yea, clogged vessels, hypertension, high LDL, protein urea, etc.) or a LIFE. I've almost discarded my healthy eating habit ever since lapsed into final week + exam week to take chances. My energy bars became pencuci mulut instead of substitution for meal and muesli left completely untouched after unsealed for the very first time (seriously I don't understand how could Germans and Swisses put those sand tasting cereals in mouth in whole of history). Now they should've tasted our chee yok fun, curry mee, lobak, lo pak gou, wet popiah, tong sui, sundae chocolate......and these are what I had for my dinner yesterday approximately 5 hours ago fyi. I've been eating 2 bowls of chee yok fun and 2 plates of lobak so far in this week, and it's only Wednesday now :D Tell me how can I not be happy leh?

Anyways, just now when I was crossing the road in front of Ikea around 2:30 am, driver of this car (Subaru Impreza who thinks it's very yeng but it's not) wound down his window and yelled "hello" at me in mockery tone. I got so irritated to max (apart from Bio notes I was reading that wrecked my nerves earlier on) and threw back a wtf-ish gesture, then this guy (Malay) at the backseat yelled back "berlagak eh, kau ni bodoh!" and sped off.

*deep inhale with long pause*

Now I'll like to pray to god that they will crash their car within this 2 days (shower with police summons and not able to claim insurance) and have their neck sprained in brutal manner (physically impair-worthy). A compulsory brain screening session is a must for them also since they might not have their brains intact or wait, do they even have brains to begin with? Put them in mental asylum for years altogether will serve them best and helps eliminate sampah masyarakat (does not automatically implied all mentally incompetents are sampah masyarakat, please get this right!). The lesson is don't fuck with a person who's having his finals, EVER.

Insyaallah, I think I should wake up early for some serious morning jogging session tomorrow, HOPEFULLY. Kononnya, badan sihat maka otak cergas. I need to stuff in 2 textbooks worth of knowledge into my pea brain for this coming Friday. So much for Biology and Politics! Wth. Don't even get me started on Stats paper, it went disastrous, all credit shall be given to the dreadful Probability's part.

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Just realized, for this year, I'm a 2-faced baddy who constantly attempt to undermine people's friendship. I hope it's not because of me for I'm a peace loving people after all. Should get all my priorities right from now on. There are certainly things that don't matter in life anymore or simply don't worth all the endeavours. Who's important and who's not, why bother? Not like it will be heard, appreciated or anything.

Apparently, when the table is turned, there's no use in pointing fingers. What's done is done, if it's proven fragile, I don't see fit to it that it's worth picking back all the pieces again if they're no longer having sentimental value. Might as well go on let them rot in oblivion.

Ilham tak sampai

I don't wanna say this but my face is exploded with purulent zits overnight because I simply burned too much midnight oil. The one whole night was out for only 1 chapter and some odd questions that's it, how pathetic. Freaking 7 am now, and still can't kiss my bed for all the caffeine kicked in 6 hours ago. Damn, I didn't know I'm so intolerant.

Had my meeting for STACT's mainboard committee today. The rather extraordinary happy atmosphere burst forth into awkwardness and tense when both the opinionate advisor and senior made sound. It's like we were in midst of planning for some holiday fun as allowed according to agenda and these party pooper came in out of no where to pour a pail of chilly water + a big tight slap in our faces.

Let me tell you why I joined this club from the first day, my initial purpose was to take part in rural service before it kicked the freaking bucket. Yea listen RURAL SERVICE, R-U-R-A-.......read Rural Service, the 19th's. In the name of God, our dearie BN lost extensively in the latest Pilihanraya which was well...UNFORTUNATELY. It goes without saying that MCA which incidentally is the sole organizer for this very event, was badly hammered so they temporarily canceled the event and the possibility of having similar events in future. Plan called off and we were in some awkward position stringing in between STACT origin and Rural Service origin. So without giving much thought to it, we swore in for club membership. It's fine with me, I had lotsa fun in organizing events and all. Give in my effort, if not all to accomplish each and every divine missions.

And there...today, our advisor and one of the seniors which I can't care less to remember him verbally pwn us. Hello? It was so obvious that they were trying to insinuate us in the most polite manner to ensure their hypocrisy is well hidden behind those beautiful masks they exhibited. I've no idea to whether their points made sense or not but they sure dampened our enthusiasm towards this club. He expressed how disappointed of him for our batch of committees performed the worst and had we under his militant administration then, he would without questions beyond doubts filtered most of us out of his committee and further infuriated us by equating us to rubbish or some shits. Hey, what a SMART metaphor you had used. That fits perfectly "well" into our personal worth indeed if it's what you think but DON'T pass judgment on someone whom you hardly know and please see things in two ways I beg your freaking pardon. What you see is just tip of the iceberg about us cos wtf we don't even know you well although you had already exclaimed like fretting we didn't know you actually earn 10 grands a month of salary from an atas unachievable Corporate Manager position at the enviable age of 26. Well, I won't say that wouldn't bother me as looking at your everything just unable to relate to earning high salary, you look more like blue collar slave. Now we see hopes cos for average people like us we will be earning no where less than 10 grands when we graduated. Thanks for enlighten us with the fact that people like you can still earn that kinda money. Since when salary aspect in Malaysia is getting so sky high? Maybe I should burn all my books and see the world. So go on and brag about how fat your wallet is whilst giving all the credit to STACT club for nurturing those perpetual burning spirit in you at whatever industry you venture. I bet you are one of the busiest people around cos after all you earn 10 grands a month, definitely not some puny businesses, so why not you just leave us all alone and STFU? Stop condemning the chairperson also for incompetence, respect every single individual has their own managing style. You might be that sort of war-ridden type that emphasized on discipline but read this---HAS BEEN, darling. I got nothing much major to complain about my current "boss". He's approachable, amiable, and charismatic that all of us like to commit our effort with. We will be more than happy to work for him than asshole dictator like you so fuck you.

Dear advisor, if you are so keen on polishing us which we can't thank you more since you personally claimed to have all the interest in us rather than your rice bowl. Face it! You are just not, what if some other colleges offer you an increment of 50% from your current salary? Will you hop over or insist on staying on the same boat with us still? You should be able to comprehend what reality tells more than us can do so fuck you also.

Not like I'm fishing for compliments but most of our activities are done promptly and not forgetting, successfully even though it's not perfect but please accept nothing is perfect in this world. Praise us generously when we do well too, not just magnify our mistakes over and over again. We consciously aware of what we are doing so far. Have fun if we want to, be serious if we need to, we are amphibians who know where to go. And also I won't take your words like CGPA 3.80 is good for nothing, first class honour degree is merely for ornamentation purposes and whatnots that practical industrial performance is most important so we should just give all hearts on organizing club events as it resembles the operation of real life corporates. Those are just independent rare cases and your incredible assumptions. In real life, nothing beats a CGPA of 3.80 and above, first class honour etc cos that's how pragmatic bosses are gonna judge your worth at first sight before he/she digs anything further. It's self worth that makes people respect us. Status is equally essential as ability today. Can you foresee Bill Gate as a multi-billionaire when he failed to present a nice degree holding last time? He's just an one in a million case. If everyone was to be like him, do you think the world will evolve? Read again, R-E-A-L-I-T-Y. STACT club is not our everything. I don't wanna screw my exams and tell people I will definitely earn a fortune in future like Bill Gate or Michael Dell when in fact I got nothing to begin with at this ground.

p/s : It doesn't automatically deduced that a charity based club shouldn't be having fun by ourselves all the time. If we're not happy, how can you expect us to spread happiness to others? Another thing, I don't mind to withdraw my membership as well.

Disturbia

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better get back to my books before I got brushed off.

Dosa

I gulped down 1 whole LARGE hawaiian chicken pizza in blink of an eye.

I thought I couldn't finish and able to leave some for tomorrow.

12 freaking inches people!

Seriously.....

what's the point of living now?

Fuck Pizza Hut Delivery.

***** Dr. Borges after History's trial which reminds me of walking calories -_-

Blahs to infinity...

I've finally got something from Megasale.

MPH is having a storewide 10% discount for ALL their books! DIGI users are entitled to 20%!

Yea, I got another Haruki Murakami's instead that cost me about RM 32 after 20% off from RM 39.90, pretty amazing isn't it? Can't wait to finish it!

And so I never got myself any garments, I was like dying to buy those skinny jeans but heh, those who know me in person will definitely got impressed by my well defined thighs and calves (alright eventhough you people didn't comment straight to my face but I can tell from your subtle mind, grr...) . Moses! They are HUGE and thunderous ok? Anyways, I shall just stick to conventional boot or straight until I found out the best solution to slash my bottom half vertically. Cos skinny's will render my bottom half bak zhang :(

Speaking of which, I've frozen my FF account from this month onward simply because of time constraint. Finals and all. By right I should watch my diet from now on but chao Datuk was in gleeful mood just now so he decided to treat few of us to bak kut teh! Don't know what wind blowing eh? Anyways, that's blasphemous from dietetical perspectives T.T

I got quite a few PT job calls last few days, first was some marketing survey interview at some advertising film, then later MO was looking for some helpers to set up PA + assorted odd jobs and Photography club was seeking for photographers for new block's launching ceremony (like hello, I don't even know where the hell I keep my DSLR, perhaps on its way to limbo after months of waiting for duty call wtf). Zapped the rest I opted for the first simply because it takes only less than 2 hours to be 100 bucks richer. What I did there was drooling over dozens of free pizzas and isotonic drink, yes they force fed us but I was able to abstain all of those calories bomb after the sinful BKT lunch a while ago. In any case, we were being asked on few questions in group pertaining to things like our daily modus operandi, rate of activeness and stuffs which I didn't pay much attention as I was effing sleepy. Stoned my way out and got paid for 100 bucks summore haha. Well had they changed their medium of language to Mandarin ,Malay or English, I would by all means from head to toe blabber like talking machine cos I'm Canto-handicapped despite all the efforts that my Grandpa and relatives trying to convert me all these years. Whatever la.

Anyone applying for internship next semester? They don't seem to dig for AUP students lor...sad case. I need to build up a beautiful CV from now on with not just some odd jobs of selling retail stuffs. I need apprenticeship in some medical labs, corporates etc. But why are they only up for business students? I swear in utmost seriousness, wages are NOT important but at least be humane a bit la, a grand or so will be nice *hypocritical chuckles*

Alrite alrite, gotta get back to my Stats. tutorials now which I haven't been doing ever since the first lesson.

Jualan Megasale Yg Melampaukan

As per the title saying,

I "tried" to relive my passion for retail therapy after for about 7 months and it failed miserably. Why ah? I don't seem to get turned on by any of the fashionable garments in sight. Or is it mainly because I'm targeting the sales items only? As you all know la, no free lunch in the world, cheap is not always on par with best. Thus, explained why all the garments I eyed are trashy. You know they gave me the feeling that they are being mass produced by factories in Guangzhou (yes China!) and look mega thrifty. Can someone tell me why do people still selling cargoes, jeans with patches here-and-there, stripe tees with glistening rubber stamps, checker shirts that resemble napery, leggings wtf and assorted street wears ala lala style which in trend all day all night long ever since the invention of time wtf.

I personally like to patronize pasar malam, flee market and bazaar simply because I'm a giga broke cheapskate who can't afford/bear to buy overpriced designer labels who's also by any chance, like to BARGAIN (= si lai). Seriously lor, there will be thrill of excitement whenever I know that I'm paying only 10% of what people paying in FULL retail price. Correct wad, they are all came out from the same factory with different labels only. Why pay more and get all gaga over that piece of approx. 3cm x 3cm label tag stitched to some hidden corner of your garments? I sound very sour grape right? Cos "Tristan" and "fashion" although somewhat rhymed remotely but they sound more like oxymorons that's it don't ask further.

I'm sure that one day if I'm financially entitled to couture, it will definitely open up a whole new chapter of choices in wardrobe but today, it is NOT. So I'm basically financially dependent in the lowest rank of purchasing power group that ethically/economically shouldn't possess any form of disposable incomes. So I must squeeze that 1 cent and break it down to smallest atoms out of different use. Yea, it's THAT stingy ok?

Anyways, I was with CJ the whole day doing retail-therapy-turned-window-shopping later on joined by Bagus. We browsed around and shook our heads for gazillion times at those disastrous fabrics on sale. Come on la, if wanna give sales please include your utmost sincerity, don't give me bull crap tip of iceberg's 10%, 20% and 30%. Why not 90% I dare you?! Secondly, don't display things that look as if they are heading to recycling factory or waste yard next, no one's gonna buy that even if you hang them on until it decomposed. Thirdly, don't bring pasar malam quality goods and sell it in some upmarket shopping malls then charge a fortune for them, Malaysians are generally if not all, have the slightest common sense at least.

After about 6 hours of aimless browsing, eyes rolling, blood spilling, price comparing and profanities exchanging. We came out with NOTHING at all except for stiffer calves. There goes the 6 hours of my life being wasted. I have all the more reasons not to exercise any retail therapy in the mean time. Pretty traumatized, dumbfucked and rather a waste of time.

Well, it could be a completely different story if someone was to buy me out for an ultimate splurge in Champs Elysées. What more to complain there?

Earnestly

I get a little ill sometimes seeing how people parade themselves as hypocritical object. Having completely clueless about the price they are paying. That kind of lowliness erodes into the amour popre of self denial by doubting themselves to fit into a major cesspool of social conformity. The shallowness that incidentally came equivalent as a substitution of trend. Not that I'm a conservative fundamentalist myself cos I don't believe in sole God, extensive moral obligations or whatsoever but in some critical situations I might as well retreat rather than conform. I dislike the fact that we have to feign around with our acts in order to gain acceptance, I mean what is so vital about that? There are many more honest souls at this side of life. It's never a sad thing when it comes to facing disdain.

I once waited at a platform for a train home during office touchdown hour and when the long awaited train finally arrived at a step away, people converged to that tiny little shutter fretting that they would miss a fortune of life had they not being carried on board. And I was understandably couldn't be able to fit into the cabin as I'd prefer to back off and observe each and every expressions of powerless people be them the bootlickers of some conglomerates who can't afford to face fuel hike, excos who are lazy to drive, bourgeoisies who go public occasionally, new working class who much prefer to go public, blue collar workers who can't afford private transports, students who are not supposed to get highly mobilized, the jobless', hoodies, goth punk wannabe, environment conscious activists and so on. They sparked a well defined notion in my mind, CONFORMITY within the subcultures. I like the fact that I just stood still after for a while and allow the shutter to close before my eyes in some minute inches of distance. I'm not even remotely sad about the rejection itself but I'm glad that I retreat for better. When the next train finally pulled in after 2 minutes, it was all empty and I got half of the cabin all to myself. Ain't that great?

People come and go in different levels of life. Just like each unique train carrying different people with different personalities that we are fated to meet. When it reaches its destination, we alight and split into our own ways. We'll have our love ones waiting for us at the destination while those that we do not have time to bother will leave us at the stations along the way. We don't carry them along for convenience. They will have their own things to pursue after all. Maybe someday, when the awkwardness finally subsided and the hatchet is buried, we will meet again.

I'm glad that I retreat in an upright manner. I don't upset anyone for I have all the plausible reasons for what I'm doing. Guiltless and free. I don't adorn much of my words. It's all heartfelt like it or not. As I've said, I will not be afraid of rejection in any form. With all my respect, your acceptance really means nothing to me. I'm honored by how I accept myself for who I am and what I want myself not to be. You should go on move about freely with the hippest feat you possess.

Alright, it's getting cranky and compulsive here.

The train shall stop.

I'm dropping off at this station cos I know all my love ones will be there to greet my arrival.

Wish you all the best ahead.

Reunion

CJ is here in KL for a couple of days. Actually she planned to come here because we promised a reunion for SyUC Ale July'05 but then at the end most of them backed off. I can't believe Dash ffk-ed us in the gracious-est manner since she knows CJ is here for only few days. Hussen was drunk when we called him, so yea, one asshole. The rest of them I think either evaporated or etherealized from physical existence. All that was left were 4 of us : CJ, me, Danny and Hazree. 2 from S1, 1 from S2 and 1 from A1. Equal representative wtf. We couldn't club in this pathetic meagre amount of mortals so we just hanged out and chilled (like...duh). I feel so sorry for CJ cos she took bus all the way from JB and gonna fly back to Tempe in couple of weeks time but yet...disappointed. Anyways, we went Williams and Laundry at the end of the day. Still happy to catch up la and I'm going back JB again around next next week in spite of being around the realm of final exam to hang out with CJ cos it's so troublesome in KL as both of us are geographically and mobile challenged. Yes, about final, I will be having half of the August for some intensive revisions cum dwelling in library for betterment of future :D I'm so determined to masuk SBU or UB. Die die also must gain admittance to either one of these Uni's in my desire major!

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P/S : Got literally thrown into the pool by around 10 guys after ON celebration yesterday -_- and caught flu after that. I'm fine now after 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep. I hope I'm done with all events at this point and it's time to SLOG away! Post mortem on next week T.T

Assorted blahs

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OMG who would have known that the one who taught us US History was once a wrestler. This is definitely new.

Nope, I'll still love him despite the B- he gave me in HIS251 since there was only 1 in 50 of us barely got an A-.

*stifles laugh*

He's a lecturer who once threw a student's handphone out of class, habitually lock the door when lecture commences, pwnn someone if he ever heard the S and F words before him and his pro-American quality is beyond question because we are not allowed to question the sanctity of US Constitutions let alone derogatory comments on the many doubts of the tyrannic US goverment. Well, if any of you can't care less about your grades then go ahead fire him questions and come back next semester repeating the same subject. If you agree with him on US policies, your life will be easier than those who are not :p Shut up, we ain't no bootlickers!

Anyways, this is way too classic.

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I'm so happy that I didn't screw all my test 2 like how I did in past semesters. I critically need to boost up my CGPA in order to tell the embassy officers to just STFU and issue me the F-1, cos apparently my friend who score 3.xx faced hard times at the embassy a while ago while applying for F-1. I mean wtf, just get over it already since the uni has all the says, well at least 90% of it.

2+ more weeks to final! Heck.

My dad has urged me to apply for uni but I have no idea which to go although I've already told them my premium choice but my CGPA is seriously not enough to cover my complacent to gain admission to that particular uni said. Of cos it meets the minimum requirement but have to play safe also right? Then I need to inform my cuzzies over at the States about all my choices and shits...mafan.

AND ALSO, TOEFL which I'm totally reluctant to take! I'm really not into those language proficiency tests one lor, I'm sure no one does (duh) but it's a shame to say that my IELTS has gone wasted due to the limited validity of 2 years. Yes, it's been 2 years can you believe it? Back then I was so determined and aspired to become a lawyer or economist until I was about to join some UK degree twinning programme, and I got accepted into RMIT and UniSA for double major despite my fucked up A-level result. However, I'm not too fancy Oz so decided to give the nearest neighbour country a try without realising how bad is my A-level result haha. I actually applied for NTU and SMU which the latter even demanded for SAT I with score of >2000 qualification, heck, if I can get 2000 for SAT I I would have gotten into some Ivy Leagues already lah! It's ok, I got 1500 only. Nothing to be ashamed of and I don't care, because having to sit through the whole test statically is an total agony per se, all I hoped was to leave the damn exam hall in sonic manner after approx. 7 hours of torturous butt sticking. 10 sections were enough to put me in coffin. This is not an overstatement. Go ask around and see!

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Anyways, lotsa things to be done for ON's celebration cum members gathering.

I'm sleep deprived.

Adios amigos.

Prom night sucks, college sucks

Hi.

Today I am gonna present you my usual screw-the-test rant (point of anger 1). So I screwed BIO test 2, this time is literally screwed because 1 1/2 hours were seriously not enough to flip through the pages of questions. My lecturer damn pandai one, she curi all the questions, copy-paste from OCR Cambridge Examination board aka A-levels, tadah, what a way for patchwork plagiarizm. I don't see a reason why rules only apply to students most of the time and lecturers can just get away scot free. Anything, whatever. The crucial thing is she shrunk our test time from 2 hours to 1 1/2 hours. This is unfair and to make thing sounds worse, she had the guts to come in late for class some more! What the fuck. As a result, I was unable to finish a subquestion that cost 6 marks. Fuck the what. And various other questions that muddled over as time was tickling fast, apparently her watch seems to run faster than anyone else on this planet *roll eyes*. Luckily it is only a 15% out of total assessment. But still, I'm not that kinda person who will leave blank in questions eventhough I know shits about them. That sounds like a total loser who don't give in their best to at least pen down nonsense, yes I'm talking about the effort to write at least something out of nothing so that you'll know the probability of getting zero won't be one at the end of the day. This is not even all or nothing, odd marks do help sometimes in upgrading dreadful marginal grade. Pfffftt. Naff said. I'm still left with final exam to hope for. Not the end yet. Anyways, most gruesome one is ahead on this Friday, Stats test 2, lotsa things to recall from A2 Statistics which sad to say, my short term memory has had them all. Damn, why didn't anyone tell me that knowledge is cytocidic?

Point of anger 2 : I know next semester is gonna be short semester but why can't they just offer BIO 122 for fuck's sake? I see CHM 152, PHY 212 but none for BIO 122. College has never ever hit the wrong spot of frustration, now I'll waste away my 2nd short semester doing trashy humaninites/fine arts/social sciences instead of anything else that is productive like BIO 122 or Orgo. You might be asking why didn't I consult and whine before advisors or programme director as we had already like paid them to make use of their services, that is one hell thing to say, I've talked to them all and the most they could do was asking me to terima hakikat or take a 3 months semester break altogether until January. Go kiss my foot la! I'll prolly bite the dust and take Orgo at the States knowing that my college does not put their greatest interest on students but hard cash. Had I know that the rival college with initial "T" butt on us will get me there faster, I won't be wasting anymore of my limited salad days away over here doing things like Politics, History, Anthropology, etc. Well, oh well...too late for anything. 1 more year to hold up.

Point of anger 3 : Jason smudged cream on one of my turgid purulent zit wounds that resulted from burning midnight oil and that bugger blossomed into bigger colonial now! I can't squeeze it anymore as it is out of pus. Ew. I dislike playing with birthday cake especially the idea of smacking cream right into people face. As you know, cream = oil and they can clog up pores. But thou shalt be pardoned afterall it's your day, welcome to club 21.

**********Me and PK

Me and Qian Ning

Me and Si Xuan

Me and my boss

Table 13, I don't like this number.

Candid shot. I got accused of "pok mong" by Michelle when I accidentally tripped and my hand collide with her pelvic arch in this very photo above. Bummer.

Group shot. Our grandmaster of the play, Yat Lei got buried behind.

The venue of the ball was same as SyUC's A-levels ball I attended last time which is famous for their Yang Chow Fried Rice. Other than that, the food was pretty mediocre only la or below average. Very normal banquet dishes. Nothing to shout about. After the ball ended around 11.30 am-ish, my boss chio us to Genting, and so we went and reached there around 3 am-ish to relish the breeze. Lepak a bit then went back at 6 am-ish. Reach home at 8 am-ish! Whole night...if only my passion for revision can be that persistent also :s

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Do you have the slightest idea of who is this person?

Tee hee...

It's the protoype of my "daugther" crossbreed between the "best" traits of me and Avril Lavigne unabashedly!!! I don'tknow but I think it's beyond perfection :p

I'm gonna name her Liz Lyndon Lavigne II.

No condom no sex

Bagged home 4 complimentary condoms today courtesy of Durex and Mass Comm. Society. But then, the educational talk was kinda bored with statistics after statistics except for that part where she taught us how to wear a male condom and female condom in the right way. And I don't understand what was there to giggle when they were nothing funny to even begin with, budak kecik, obviously they need more lessons, I mean LIFE lessons. Does it ring a bell?

All in all, they are all cumbersome procedures, IMHO, just save all the hassles. Practice abstinence, don't have sex. It's so sick to see how many babies have became statistics. Thanks to their sainted devil-may-care parents who cared so much for dumping them at some filthy places be them alive or not to further decomposed into soil nutrient for those who can't withstand and in the end their presence will be statistically acknowledged. So you will be wondering, that's all for it?

NO.

To think everything coming along in future will outbid the humiliation they would have gotten otherwise. Well I say, they have been greatly humiliated the moment they have sex unprepared cos they just sinfully drown out by temporary highs. Hello, what happened to responsibility and love we've been fussing about? Do you think a person who dumped their flesh and blood deserve for reciprocal love or unconditional love from society? Shouldn't we just fire a murder charge against these people and send them up gallow for good cos they are more often than not, truly aware of their mens rea? If they can take up the pleasure why can't they face the consequence as well? Wusses! Let's just say, what about perform orally or self-stimulate if anyone of you are just so not ready to take up the burden yet?

Now, a round of applause will be appreciated. Kthx.

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Lubricated condoms and the @-@