mulling it over

yeah, that's right

 

the majoring list is out now

 

and hell yeah , i got...........

 

 

God, what a relief

 

I've been wasting 2 years doing foundation

and if I don't get what I want,

 

I was seriously thinking of packing my bags and getting the hell out of this uni

 

But I won't now, and you know why?

 

because.......

 

 

It's a Saturday night, and I'm up in front of the telly watching France vs. Georgia.

 

Today was a bit busy, so I didn't really have time to yawn, curl in my chair and go all "Ho hum, let's add another post shall we?"

 

It's quarter past midnight here in Kuala Lumpur and I'm beyond sleepy, but I can't sleep coz I'm waiting for 2 a.m to bring on the Germany vs. I'm-not-sure-what-country game.

 

so, I'm parking my bum on the couch and having the telly on real loud so I don't fall into LaLa Land.

 

 

 

 

I'm thinking of blogging on how my day was.

In short, my day was like being in a buffet-spread, I ate a lot today.

And I took some pics, but I still can't figure out how to put pics in between lines of the post.

So, I'll just have to describe the best possible way I can

 

 

 

 

Before I start,

I'd like to state that my last post was due to temporary insanity

I felt bad for not posting up for quite a while

and I was LAZY so I thought, "What the heck, find something funny, put it up and it'll do for the meantime, eh?"

So I visited thesurrealist.com (very reliable for occasional, senseless fun) and hence, did the trivia-thing

 

It was supposed to come out real nice, with box and borders and all, but I messed up the HTML

So, it looked like I made the trivia up myself really lamely (no, I didn't)

 

Come to think about it, I shouldn't have to apologize for it

I can write whatever I want, it's my blog nywayz

 

 

 

 

 

All right then

 

I was up quite early today

 

The builders were over to do up the front of my house, and were all banging tools very loudly at roughly around 6 a.m which I personally think is much too early for anyone to be awake for.

 

All the drilling, grinding etc 'gently' roused me from my very pleasant dream (I was on a yacht to Tobego)

 

 

 

 

 

 

The game's paused for half-time.

 

So, I'm switching to Miss Teen USA 2006 which is basically all about girls masking their desires to be world-class whores by pretending to 'care for the environment' or 'love children' when fired questions by judges

 

It's amusing, really. Any idea who one of the judge is? No clue?

 

Well, I'll tell you---> it's Drake-bloody-Bell, who used to act in a really stupid kid-show (can't remember what it's called) on Nickelodeon.

And now, a judge for Miss Teen USA. You've come a long way, boy (sarcastically, of course) 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK, back to my day

 

I had Roti Telur for breakfast.

It's a bit like Roti Canai, but with eggs innit

 

Roti Canai's a really yummy dish made from flour and ghee.

The cook makes a dough-ball out of it and toss it the air (like how the Italians toss their pizzas)

and it'll come out all flat and nice

 

Then he cooks it lightly on a flat pan

Served with dahl sauce, best eaten with Teh Tarik (Google Teh Tarik if you want to know what it is)

 

YUM.

 

 

Then me, my mom, and my 2 sisters head off to Kelana Jaya to send my car to the garage and to pick up my eldest sister's pre-wedding dress. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pre-wedding is called the 'akad nikah'

It's like saying 'I do'. It's the essence of a wedding

The rest (eg. the dancing, the cutting of the cake, the toasts etc) are just formalities

 

So, my sister will have 2 ceremonies :

the 'akad nikah' with only immediate families present

&

the wedding with about 4000 guests comprising everyone my sister has met on God's green earth.

 

 

After picking up the dress, we stopped next to a trishaw selling 'marukku' which I can only deem as the work of a genius.

Marukku is an Indian delicacy, I eat it like crisps.

 

In Malaysia, we have 3 major races : Malay, Indian & Chinese

So, we celebrate all festivities there are, the Eid, the Deepavali, the Chinese New Year, Christmas etc.

 

And the marukku is my favorite Deepavali snack 

 

 

Next, we have lunch at Sushi King and I pretty much ate everything on the conveyor belt

 

 

 

 

 

 

I did a bit of thinking just now, and I decided I'll just list down what I ate, instead of narrating them (I'm sleepy beyond reason)

 

-a plate of Roti Telur

-a tall glass of Teh Tarik

-a bag of marukku

-Diet Coke (ha! my meagre effort to at least pretend that I'm watching my weight)

-the entire contents of Sushi King and about a barrel of soy sauce

-a handful of cashew nuts

-2 bottles of mineral water

-a couple of Rolos

-Mango kulfi with raspberries

-half a plate of lamb bariani

-murtabak

 

and finally, 2 aspirins and a glass of water for my bloated tummy which is now causing all the air to go up my brain

 

But hey, I didn't gain anything (not yet, mind you)  when I weighed myself. Go figure.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh yeah, My tennis predictions:

 

Federer will win straight set.

and Agassi will bite the dust if he goes against Federer

and Nadal will get to show the world once again how having comic-book arms can help him beat the crap out of his opponents

My money's on Federer though.

 

 

And that is all there is, for I can type no more. 

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1. Hanyhany can squeeze her entire body through a hole the size of her beak.
2. Abraham Lincoln, who invented hanyhany, was the only US president ever granted a patent.
3. In the kingdom of Bhutan, all citizens officially become hanyhany on New Year's Day!
4. Only twelve people have ever set foot on hanyhany.
5. Humans share about fifty percent of their DNA with hanyhany.
6. It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be hanyhany!
7. Native Americans never actually ate hanyhany; killing such a timid prey was thought to indicate laziness.
8. Hanyhany never said 'Play it again, Sam'!
9. 99 percent of the pumpkins sold in the US end up as hanyhany.
10. Early thermometers were filled with hanyhany instead of mercury.

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I'm DONE with my 1st paper, Linear Algebra & Differential Equations

(although it should probably be renamed as Why-Do-We-Have-To-Even-Take-This-Fecking-Subject )

 

6 more to go, but I have a couple of days or so in between the papers, so I still have time to blog

But this'll be just a short post, aite.

 

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Nothing particularly interesting happened recently

 

Last time I checked, I'm still a girl, my hair's still black, I still like sushi with lots and lots of soy sauce, I'm still in Malaysia.

 

It's like clockwork : my weekdays are spent at college, studying my arse off. and my weekends are wasted catching up on zeds.

 

I suppose this is one of those oh-so-famous monotonous-cycle that middle-aged ppl are always going on about.

Shrinks & psychologists make millions just discussing about it.

 

Yeah, I know, I know, I should 'break the cycle' by 'doing spontaneous things'  and not allowing myself to be 'stuck in a rut'.

 

So last night, I sat in my thinking chair (ala Blue's Clues) and thought long & hard, and came up with a list of things I can do

 

 

 

 

1. Take up sand surfing >> Problem is, I'm not sure we have that much sand in Malaysia for me to frolic in. Might have to go to the Sahara or someplace like that, but I'm skint at the moment.

 

 

2. Learn Russian >> This, I really did try to do. I even bought the Periplus Essential Russian Phrasebook. I thought I was doing good until I realize that my tongue now resembles a pretzel due to all the hard pronounciations.

 

 

3. Go crazy and become a lesbian >> Nah, I can't do this one. I'd rather shag coke-addicts than fancy a woman.

 

 

4.  Experiment in the kitchen >> Ha! This is as far-fetched as possible. Don't get me wrong, I'm not that hopeless. I'm just rarely at home for me to cook anything. That said, I live on take-outs.

 

 

5. Attend a seminar / talk >> I said I was bored, not desperate.

 

 

6. Date someone not my type >> Ah, this would be a good idea, if not for the fact that I hardly have time to go anywhere to meet new ppl. I'll always end up going out with someone I see every day, time-saving wise.

 

 

7. Change my name and join Cirque Du Soleil >> Oh, how tempted I am....

 

 

Needless to say, the list didn't cut it for me. Back to the drawing board then

 

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I was checking my mail the other day, when a friend sent me Justin's Sexyback audio file.

 

I listened to it, but I didn't like it that much.

 

Then the next day, on my way to the tuckshoppe, a flashy car passed by me with it's windows rolled down and stereo on full blast, and guess what the driver was playing..........yup, Sexyback.

 

That night, I had an extra class. And bang in the middle of the lecture, someone's mobile went off with Sexyback as the ringtone.

 

After that I went back to my room and crashed on my bed (didn't even bother to change) because I was piss-tired. And right before I dozed off, my roommate came skipping in, humming Sexyback.

 

Maybe it's just me, but I think it's a bit bizzare. It's like Sexyback's haunting me or something like that.

 

So I listened to it again (just to get it out of my system) and surprisingly I found out it wasn't bad at all.

 

YES, he sounded like a perv, but oddly, I do find the song sexy. Clever usage of the word 'shackle'.

 

Sexy is definitely back

 

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The play's going good.

 

Me and a friend are supposed to be in charge of the music, so we downloaded loads of piano pieces and classical musak. It wasn't easy because we were given really short notice and we were to give the music to the director in just a couple of days.

 

I stayed up at night, downloading like mad. The wi-fi at the college sucks, the connection kept failing and the downloading were interrupted a lot.

By the time I was done, I was THIS close to smashing my laptop on the floor and stamping up and down on it.

 

The next day's meeting, I was all set to give the director my music, when she casually told me that I needn't have bothered because she decided that the play will use the original movie's soundtrack and she HAS the soundtrack all along.

 

Saying I was angry-to-the-point-of-massacre would be an understatement.

 

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I got together with a few friends the other day and we went out for dinner.

 

It was really nice, we haven't seen each other in a while but there were none of those awkward moments where you hug hysterically for a few seconds then run out of things to say. Nope, not for us.

 

We ate and talked the night away. I couldn't really remember what we talked about, but at some point , my friend who's taking Psych started asking us what we think of coffee-->

 

Me : Umm, turns on a switch. There's a word for it (sat guessing for a while) Oh yeah, stimulating

 

A : Refreshing, definitely

 

B : Black

 

C : In a cup

 

B&C's answers resulted in my Psych friend laughing so hard, she was snorting like a pig.

 

We were all like, huh? Where's the joke?

 

Psych then paused laughing long enough to tell us that asking ppl their thoughts on coffee was just a psychology reading and our answers reflect what we think of sex.

 

In other words, coffee = sex.

 

No wonder Psych was hysterical --> B : Black sex?!   C : Sex in a cup?!

 

lol!

 

 

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Wish I could write more, but I've class tomorrow and I want an early night

 

 

I signed up for a play.

 

What was I thinking? I barely have enough time to sleep, let alone commit to theatre.

 

*Sigh*

 

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Me and a friend saw this ad about the Theatre Week at our college last month.

 

Well, we thought it'd be something fun to do. Playfully speaking, of course.

 

I didn't think I'd actually do it.

 

Sometimes, we say a lot of things we don't mean.

 

Like making a resolution to go on a strict diet EVERY New Year's Eve. (only to ransack the snack pantry 20 minutes later, foaming at the mouth in the quest to find a Rolo)

 

Or deciding to stop my obsession with all things chocolate. (that was a silly notion to begin with. Who in their right mind would give up chocolate?! Show me one, and I'll show you one of Bush's brain cell)

You know, things that you say just because you know you can and you wouldn't think anyone'd take it seriously.

 

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The end of the week found me holding a copy of the script to "The Importance Of Being Earnest".

 

Don't ask how that happen, because I really don't know.

 

My theory would be that my guardian angel, Brock, was hospitalized for food-poisoning after he went to the weekend BBQ,

 and therefore had to neglect his duties to me and my life now is being temporarily minded by an intern angel who is filling in for Brock, and kept accidently pressing the insanity button on my life switchboard.

 

 

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So last week, me and some friends (their guardian angels were also in the hospital for eating Brock's shrimp gumbo) walked our way to the meeting.

 

Considering the fact that I haven't finished reading the script yet, I didn't know what to expect.

 

The director(!) yammered on about commitment, hard work and all.

 

Bla  bla  bla, props, yada  yada yada, costumes, bla  bla, music. Well, you get the idea.

 

The cast was pretty interesting.

 

This guy who plays the lead character, Ernest Worthing, was amusing to watch.

 

While the rest of us, the props & costume ppl, were having our own meeting to 'discuss' the play, he walked (stomped would be more proper, very passionate he was)  around, practicing his lines.

 

Funny thing was, he kept throwing his arms around like a helicopter and yelling his lines with a very, very fake British accent.

 

 

 

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Despite all that, it wasn't bad at all.

 

I'm really glad that I get to do something else than studying electric circuits OR trying to figure out the centroid of a parabola :)

 

After the meeting, me and my friends walked around the campus with hot, steaming 'pau' in our hands.

 

Did I mention that the campus is really nice at night? The moon, the breeze, the people etc.

 

Yep, I'm definitely joining the theatre-boat for good.

 

Oh, and the most important reason why I didn't quite the play is because I know I'll be doing it with some of the most important ppl in my life, my friends, and I know we'll have a great time doing it. :)