Saturday, 28 March 2009

Earth Hour

earth hourThe neighbourhood was pitched black for an hour or so, maybe slightly illuminated by candle lights. I didn’t bother to switch off the lights of my house, so most probably my place appears to be the brightest around town. Mum called from Grand Continental and told me that the hotel was in darkness as well, given candles maybe. Before the world shove accusing fingers towards my unsupportive actions, allow me to give a reasonable answer to that. I actually showed my support to Earth Hour yesterday, why? Due to the intolerable conditions whereby the electricity broke down putting me in grave torment for 12 hours or so. Instead of switching off my lights for an hour, I exceed the limit. See how much I care for Mother Earth? [ Vainny says I’m kiasu ]

Switching off lights is a vote for EARTH

or leaving them on is a vote for global warming

Thursday, 26 March 2009

Weather Edification

Through my eyes, I observed Mother Nature with a sense of sympathy and grief. Global climate is changing rapidly, bringing along unexpected consequences we humans have to endure. I feel like being stranded in a miniature canyon with the extreme heat blaze scorching my epidermis. My home town is akin to the Sahara desert for the past few days. Dehydration consuming me from inside. Ironically, the weather seemed to experience a drastic change and conditions are turning from unbearable drought to a prolonged downpour at night. I sense a fever or flu chasing after me.Shortlisted for JPA interview next Tuesday, texted almost everyone and only realised I have 4 friends having the same date as me. [ Ling Ying, Amy, James, Bing Min.. so far ] I’ve been bombarded by everyone why did I applied for veterinary instead of medicine? I’m not an imbecile to compete with a thousand more straight A1s students using my only average result to gasp for a scholarship in medicine, moreover veterinary has always been my number one choice. A compulsion of extra effort and hard work to dig out my certificates and refresh my retard brain on current issues to face the interview. Better don’t put high hopes, or I shall be unable to bear with the disappointment ahead. Read Cross Country by James Patterson that I got from Borders last December with my phone playing a song by Oasis – Stop crying your heart out. One of the vicissitudes in my life. I need motivating songs to soothe my inane meanderings about what I’ve been facing with friends recently. happy birthday, leting

Happy Belated birthday [ 26th March ] to my dear friend, Le Ting

take care in Beijing.

Tuesday, 24 March 2009

Start of Something

  • Pancakes are the easiest breakfast to be prepared + milk = perfect combo.
  • Kee Sing called and told me he decided not to move to KL ^___^
  • MSN-ed with Andrea whole afternoon, fruitful conversation I concluded.
  • For the first time in history, I received less than 10 text messages for the day [ drastic economic crisis seemed to affect people from all walks of life including innocent adolescents ]
  • Bombarded by news about JPA shortlisted list which will be out tomorrow from fellow kiasu people.
  • Imagine treating someone special yet you seemed totally insignificant to them? The sight of me being selfish or is it just another life routine?
A definitely better version compared to the previous atrocious HSM

Sunday, 22 March 2009

Race to Witch Mountain

Went out with Tim today,

Had breakfast at Imperial Duck restaurant

Went to search for golden churned butter toast at Kenyalang but appallingly it doesn’t taste as nice as last time.

Head to McD to grab food, Sundae tasted less creamier today, I shall abhor to McDonald’s soon.

Watched Race to Witch Mountain, quite nice.

Stoned at Spring.

Dinner with my cousins and bumped into Li Yen [ again ]

Perfect full stop to my day.

Friday, 20 March 2009

Driving Test : Passed !!!

My alarm rang at approximately 6.45 AM, first thing that struck my mind: “ What the heck… What is my alarm ringing? “ Obviously my mind was still abashed, at sixes and sevens just because it wasn’t a customary for me to be awake such early. Then, I snooze back until I could merely hear dad’s yelling asking to me prepare for driving test. “ Oh Shyt! Driving test today!!!!!!!!!!! DIE.” Adrenaline rush and non stopping heart pumping occurred simultaneously – I was agitated.

I met Priscilla, James, Valerie and Siaw Fen there. Out of the blue, I suddenly realised I only remembered to bring my wallet, but left my I.C and L License in my room. “ Double Shyt!!!!!! “ Luckily dad managed to pass it to me in time. The atmosphere was intense, everyone practically having similar feelings being nervous, anxious and clutched. We still managed to remind each other to check the seats, side mirror, gear etc.

When I flip to the next page to see what route I get, I was dumbfounded!!! “ Oh Shyt!!!!! Route B!!! Hell !!!!! “ Honestly I wasn’t really familiar with the routes and I am cognizant that my sense of direction is pathetically bad at times. Feeling a little worried, I proceeded to the slope just after Valerie. Slope just gives me nightmares, I am traumatized at it by just imagining myself being unable to control the clutch causing the car to roll backwards and eventually fail. My first attempt succeeded but imperfect since the wheel overshot the yellow line by a few millimetres, I decided to give a second shot. It stayed stationary at the exact position I wanted, JPJ officer gave a thumbs up. Releasing the handbrake slowly with my sweaty hands, sigh it went over.

Then, a few of us walked to do side parking and 3 point turning. I tend to remind myself to release the clutch at a slower rate or else it won’t be in the proper position. The vehicle managed to stay in the correct position, hands up and the JPJ officer gave a smile. “ Sigh… It’s almost over.. 3 point turning to go. “ I was astonished that the ones before me failed 3 point turning, typically that was the least to worry but after witnessing candidates failing 3 point turning because their wheel actually ran over the white line, the sensation of distress emerged. Completed 3 point turning with seconds and the JPJ officer exclaimed “ PASS!!! Road test to go.

My road test wasn’t that successful, it was afternoon and JPJ officers were staring to get hungry already, stimulating their brains making them feeling tetchy. I entered the vehicle and began checking everything. Seats, side mirrors, fasten my seat belt and then he scolded “ Ooi budak ! Kenapa lambat sangat!! “ I ignored and continued in checking everything and finally got my engine started and move on. I approached several road openings and stopped to make sure the road was clear. There he goes again “ Ooi! Kenapa pandai-pandai berhenti!!! “ I explained to him that I need to make sure the road was clear, feeling odd on the way he got pissed of easily just because I’m following the law. At one point, I was suppose to go straight since I’m given route B meaning there wasn’t any ‘U’ turns ahead, but then the JPJ officer swung my steering and screamed “ Belok situ la, dah la tak letak signal!!! Potong markah! “ He changed my route from B to C without even mentioning it earlier, how could I possibly know that I’m suppose to make a ‘U’ turn ahead unless I have psychic powers. I drive at a speed rate between 40km/h and 50km/h, and again [ yes again ] he yelled at me “ Awak pandai memandu atau tidak??!!! Lambat sangat la!!! Pandu sampai 70 la.. Aduh~ “ Feeling annoyed, I fulfilled his obey and speed up to 60km/h. Then, he asked me to overtake the few candidates in front of me. Myself, feeling shaky and unsure whether to overtake or not since cars where zooming here and there, replied “ Tapi banyak sangat kereta macam mana mau overtake. “ That seriously got his nerves and he swung my steering to the left, and told me he cut my marks for weak steering control! “ WTF MAN!!! YOU SWUNG MY STEERING YET CLAIMING THAT I’M NOT CAPABLE TO CONTROL THE DARN STEERING!!!! “ I began to curse him monotonously despite the fact it’s the month of Lent. Overall, the road test was a disaster but luckily I passed.

PS: That JPJ Officer meant to be fed with elephant poop or even tortured to regurgitate his own piece of shit after all the crap and absurd mocking! I really pity him for one thing, he was on the phone with some officer, obviously struggling very hard to speak proper English but end up with a whole broken gibberish English which almost made me to burst out of laughter. I’m not showing any insubordination, but that JPJ officer needs some serious spanking and shit feeding.

Monday, 16 March 2009

Breathe

hansley photography

Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past,

stop planning the future,

stop trying to figure out precisely how we feel,

stop deciding with our mind what we want our heart to feel,

stop pretending and share our love despite the fact that others may not care,

stop to be unable to let go,

stop worrying and feel afraid of changes in life,

sometimes we just have to go with...

whatever happens, happens.

Steamboat & Grill

After getting results, did some planning to celebrate as well as to bid farewell to my fellow friends who will be leaving for National Service this coming Thursday and some who will be studying in private university soon. I went for steamboat and grill with a gang of friends. 9 humans squeezed inside a Myvvi and a kancil like packed suffocating sardines in tin. us kelvin, nicole, brenda, fung keejun leong, bernard, me, kelvinme, wan thin, alice brenda, fung kee wan thin, alicefung kee, jun leong jun leong, bernard, me

  1. Rot at Spring just to get Nicole’s flats and Padini shopping
  2. Kelvin changed his tee twice as we depart from 2 different destinations
  3. Everyone driving automatic vehicles instead on manual
  4. Me griping 24/7 that Bernard doesn’t listen to Hitz.fm
  5. Wan Thin stalked by us using a camera to get her face shot
  6. Nicole using a fluorescent yellow tote is ah lien-liked [ more to safety ]
  7. Standing short among all 170cm guys
  8. Smoke effect creates ghostly effect on pictures
  9. Dumb enough to be tricked by Kelvin who mixed my ice-cream with planta inside yet complained to Bernard that it tasted odd
  10. Guys’ stomach have four chambers since we nearly wanted to go for supper at Jln Song
  11. A gay couple sitting behind Alice being another attraction by curious eyes
  12. People stealing beef from me and stuffing me with lamb yet I loathe them
  13. Got home just before midnight
  14. Never be in a photograph while having oily faces

Thursday, 12 March 2009

SPM 08 Result

I recalled a day before SPM result day was only filled with silence and melancholy. Dead silence, and I mean every single word of it. Nobody even dare to mention about result day. I spent my whole day burying myself in my room watching anime or DVDs, it was obvious that I’m striving my very best to distract myself from result day. I know – It’s going to suck. I slept at 3.30 AM, surprisingly I found more than 20 friends online on MSN and some on SKYPE. Hyperventilating, fidgety, anxious, it sets a free ground for everyone to do so.wan thin, alice, me, bernardI woke up extremely early, around 6AM I guess, feeling energetic or no circumstantial reason. Reached school and had breakfast with Nicole and Felicia while waiting for the others, I expected some ‘extra preparation’ or at least a greeting from the teachers but school today was just typically similar to other days.

I got my results as soon as the teacher allows us to enter, my dad was there too.

Me : My results suck right?

Dad : Don’t know you…

Me : I think suck wor… how?

Dad : If you tried your best then it’s good enough then.

Me : But not all A1, important subjects didn’t even get all A1’s. Then BC still suck so badly.

Dad : A1, A2 doesn’t matter much. It’s better for you to take BC than you totally drop it.

Me : But still.. suck right?

Dad : *smile*wan thin, alice, me, nicole

Words from an encouraging father, I called mum after that and said the same thing. Despite the fact that they’re satisfied, I’m personally not satisfied with my own results. But, that is what God gave me so instead of fretting about it, I might as well be satisfied. My phone rang endlessly from approximately 9 AM till afternoon, and a couple more times in the evening and night. Calls from family members, friends, cousins and teachers. Everyone seemed to get way better results than me, especially when most of them tell me blissfully in excitement that they got straight A’s and some straight A1’s [ congratulations to you all ] EST and Biology was again terminating dreams and hopes from what I could observe.

Thanks to God for giving me this result, my parents who supported me both financially and spiritually, teachers who guided me all the way round, friends who motivated me and helped me a lot through the whole process, cousins who inspire me. I really appreciate it a lot.

Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Hopes For Result

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SPM results will be announced in just seconds away, to be honest I feel neutral. Maybe it’s just another way of self-consoling but then I still hope for more than miracles to happen. Of all this while, I fret, agonize, agitate, gripe and bother too much. Nothing can be done already.

Strange mood I’m in today, why would I even feel heartbroken over something pathetically absurd? It’s another way round this world and I’m actually feeling distressed over it. The melancholy is inevitably intolerable which have caused enough dolefulness. It shall be forgotten despite it’s left enigmatically from the one who should know. My spirit is not my its body these days.

PRAY HARD

Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Apple Crumble

I illegally drove again with dad and bought some green apples. Initially I was attempting to make an apple pie, but suddenly realised that my schedule was pack yesterday. Thus I switched to make an apple crumble instead. 5 minutes of google-ing recipes and I’m done. I guess it was only 1 fifth of the ingredients and time required to bake a pie.

apple crumbleBefore it was sent for baking end product The end product

I realised how difficult and draining it was to peel 6 apples, Ta Kiong should consider offering fruit-skinned services to aid lethargic individuals like me. By the way, take Kay’s advice “better do something to distract yourself from fussing and stressing about SPM'” told by GRSS legendary debater. I have only one more day to breathe.

xp

I had dinner with Ling Ying, Diana, Yan Mei and Wei Chee, too bad many of them couldn’t make it. It takes more than a miracle for Wei Chee to be so generous to drive and pick us.

[ Due to her compulsively saddening height, she appears to be as same height as the steering wheel while viewing it from the back seat – no kidding ]

I’m going to miss her lots during her absence in National Service in Selangor, except the part that she pinches me around the clock – SHE’S ABUSIVE TO ME ONLY [ INJUSTICE ]

Tribute to Gabrielle Jee

Gabrielle on a wall Tribute to a genius [ as I promised ], Gabrielle Jee whom I personally think that nothing can be unsolvable for her.

After hours of brain storming and grey matter cracking on a [non-physics] question I shot her on msn, I concluded:

[ DANG! SHE’S SMART ]

Don’t believe? Check out her SPM results in 2 days time

Monday, 9 March 2009

Bla Bla Bla

I had an outing with Angelina, Samantha, Kelly and Malcolm last Saturday, originally it was supposed to be at Havana but since it was closed we chose to have it at Bla Bla Bla instead. Enough said, let the pictures do the talking.

interior people

text samantha & angelina

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Friday, 6 March 2009

Morphing

I discovered Morphthing from my cousin. A great website for absurdity and hysterical fun when you can morph two or more celebrities [ even your own pictures ] together. I did some here.

Albert Einstein + Amy Whinehouse

Albert Einstein Amy Winehouse Amy-Winehouse--Albert-EinsteinYoda + Paris Hilton

Yoda Paris Hilton

Paris-Hilton-and-Yoda

Gollum + Lindsay Lohan

Gollum Lindsay Lohan

Gollum-and-Lindsay-Lohan

Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Bad Omen

I’ve been assassinated by a phone call that rang 7 times, yet was unattended as I was dozing like a dead pig. [ 7 miss calls, the last one was 10 AM – my sleep was disrupted ]

Wei Qi called this morning and informed me that her national service camp for 2nd intake starts on the 19th of March, located at Selangor. I’m going to miss her awfully lots! The elephant that seats next to me and ‘abused’ me for 2 years during Additional Maths tuition. Bernard, Alice, Amanda, Kelvin etc will soon begin their National Service camp, my social cycle has just grown a metre shorter. I’ll miss all the awesome outings. [ my social life will shrink ]

I made spaghetti and Sheppard's Pie today, wasn’t really a success. Being struck by idiocy, I only realised that I have only half the amount of potatoes in the kitchen after all the dicing and simmering. I shall restock soon. [ my cooking skills are deteriorating ]

Dad drove me to Civic Centre for some education fair. It was a true bummer. The place was entirely flooded with students mostly from technique schools, most of the girls were laughing maniacally with skirts above their knees. Not forgetting to mention the oppressive ‘emo’ wannabe looks and ‘punk’ wannabe among some of the guys. Acting like retards instead of getting brochures or seeking further information regarding pre-u studies. I took a stroll and ended empty handed, most of the universities were IPTA [ I stand no chance of entering, generally for bumiputeras ] private universities such as Taylor’s are obviously over pricey and would cost me an arm and a leg. Met some juniors there as well, I sense 'kiasu-ness' in them. [ My future shows a blurred image ]

My kitten was starting to vomit, moreover it appears to be less active than usual. I realised it’s changes several days ago after it was ‘kidnapped’ by my other neighbour. Kikuri went to the other neighbour’s place by it’s own, instead of returning it back, they kept her secretly until my uncle went to ask it from them after our endless hunt in the house. She lost her voice just after we got her back, and her illness is aggravating. I’m making assumptions that my devious neighbour poisoned her with antiseptic or whatsoever chemical. [ my pet is assassinate by a demon neighbour ]

On the bright side, I got someone’s add. [ ???? ] Thanks to the monkey again!

IMG_0698 A ‘stalker’ photographed my hair and complained that my hair colour is turning evanescent.

Vainny’s getting me brighter colours SOON.

Sunday, 1 March 2009

Slumdog Millionaire

I was awaken by Chong’s message at 3 AM last night, asking me when is the official release date for SPM 09 result. With an blink of an eye, it’s March already. It’s really amazing how fast time flies inconspicuously, I still remembered that I was complaining to Ian and Bernard [ basically everyone I could find on MSN ] how much I miss my schooling days. Now it seems that I’m beginning to experience adrenaline rush and immense incapacitating emotional disorder. Angst, abhorrence, anxiety, distress and a myriad of similar terms reverberating in my mind every second. I’m going to die.

I didn’t manage to watch Angelina’s ballet performance since the tickets were slightly pricey, moreover I’m currently broke with pathetically little amount of cash XP. I completed the ‘Ballerina’ manga that Angelina wants [ pass it to you this Saturday night ]

Angelina'sI managed to hog Wui Siong’s place and got back lots of movies, freeloading once more. We managed to watch an awesome movie : Slumdog Millionaire. Incredible, no wonder it received 8 awards during the recent 81st OSCAR. For introductions, its a movie about an 18 year old orphan ( Jamal Malik ) from the slums of Mumbai, who is about to experience the biggest day that will change his life forever after winning 20 million rupees on India’s ‘Who Wants To Be A Millionaire’. Great storyline, amazing filming – MUST WATCH.

I shall download the movies soundtrack as told by a monkey who sacrificed her midnight chatting a night before Chemistry test.

Slumdog Millionaire PS : Summer breaks are over and cousins are all flying back to continue uni life. Failed to camwhore with Vainny and I still want to hog cousin Yan Han’s Iphone with Jeffrey!