The Holi-holi-holidays Chant

It’s sem break! Yes yes yes.

After the killer exam comes the holidays where we nearly brain dead souls are given time off to revive and nurse our brain cells in preparation for another semester.

When the clock stroke 4pm last Saturday, I could literally feel relief flooding onto my brain cells via osmosis. The relief was more saturated than stress and the other horrible emotions I had pent up within the last week or so. I wanted to crumble under the afternoon heat. But it’s good feeling, well, a lot more comfortable than having to schedulize every minute of the day and getting depressed when things didn’t go as planned.

You would think that now I'm on holidays I would have blogged more often but clearly, I have not. It took me five days to announce the begginings of holidays. Why? Because I am so darn lazy. Typing now seems to be too much of an effort compared to eating and watching episodes after episodes of Heroes :D

Hoildays = Lots of lazing + Days filled with nothingness + Getting used to parental suervision again + Eating homecooked food.

Another Short One

The evil thing

My room is such in a sad state I feel like crying okay. Even my bed has notes strewn all over

Hours before 2pm.




Are my short posts annoying the crap outta you yet?
:)

T_____T

I am on the verge of tears.

I HAVE TO STUDY

I always say that. But this time, I’m extra super duper mega triple-decker serious.

The thing with the exams is that they just don’t seem to end!! The day the final exam ends you feel relieved, and you think you can take a breather before the next exams. But even before you know it , time flies and the next test is actually right on your head.

Like right now. My college that I love/hate so much has decided to give us six days notice before our first finals paper begin.

Die or not you tell me. Management just had to be the first paper la. What luck.

This time got thirteen chapters to cover. Not funny anymore okay!

I’m not going to allow myself to blog until I've cleared all my papers.
Unless truly necessary.

Absurd and Outrageous

This is what I saw after signing in fb..

Repost this with the title: "What does your name mean?" and tag 15 of your friends.

A: You like to drink.
B : You like people.
C : You are really silly.
D : You like to drink.
E : You are a damn good kisser.
F : You are dead sexy.
G : You never let people tell you what to do.
H : You have a very good personality and looks.
I : You are great in bed.
J : People Adore you.
K : You're wild and crazy.
L: Everyone loves you.
M : You are great in bed.
N : You like to drink.
O : You are an awesome kisser.
P : You are popular with all types of people.
Q : You are a hypocrite.
R : You are fucking crazy.
S : You are easy to fall in love with.
T : You're loyal to those you love.
U : You really like to chill.
V : You are not judgmental.
W : You are very broad minded.
X : You never let people tell you what to do.
Y : Best g/f b/f anyone could ever ask for.
Z : Always ready.



S : You are easy to fall in love with.
Z : Always ready.
E : You are a damn good kisser.
T : You're loyal to those you love.
O : You are an awesome kisser.
O : You are an awesome kisser.

W : You are very broad minded.
E : You are a damn good kisser.
I : You are great in bed.
S : You are easy to fall in love with.
H : You have a very good personality and looks.
Y : Best g/f b/f anyone could ever ask for.
A: You like to drink.



WHAT THE HELL.

What happened to intelligent, annoying for such a small person, sleepyhead, mood delights and procrastinating queen? I don't want to be a damn good kisser with no brains or personality!!

Nice To Meet You Too

Have you ever received a text message from an unknown number that contains one word; your own name. It kinda makes you look up from whatever you're doing, be it reading a novel, crapping in the loo or in my case, walking down the college corridor, striving to be in time for lecture.

Freaky? Very.

I'll give you the condensed version of the story okay, no time lah. And so, I ignored the texts at first. Until, he claimed that I'm talented, I told him otherwise. It's so so true! My other talent apart from writing good ranty posts is sleeping and ffking people in my sleep. And then he got a surge of bravery and wanted to meet up. I was thinking, what is this lah, few texts and want to meet up you think I'm a five year old ah.

For all I know he might be a serial teen kidnapper or fugly looking kido who watches red tube from 10am-3am on a daily basis. I complained a bit and Kevin prank called the fella under the pretences that he was my big tough brother which send the Yang and I into fits of laughter. I'm sure he would have fell for it if we weren't laughing so hard. :P

This is Kevin by the way. My new found banana friend. We get along just fine due to the inability similarities and he gets the kick from laughing at me not watching enough movies. -_____- Yes, I am too stingy to throw 11 bucks for sixty minutes worth of downloadable entertainment but I spend equally as much on food. Don't ask lah.

I stole this off his fb

Anyway, the perp kinda got on my nerve after that I went straight to the point of why he can't make friends the normal way instead of playing mysterious guy. A 'hi my name is so and so, I'd like to be friends.' isn't that difficult right?

And he said, 'Hi, my name is (inserts name). I sat in front of you in Canteen Two last Monday. Can we be friends? Like that?'

The sad part was after leafing though every strand of brain fibre, I can't remember (if he was surpasses the looks department) who sat in front of me that Monday afternoon, if he was eating char siu pau or how did he laid his hands on my number. For that matter, I will personally put my hands on the throat of the donghead that leaked my number. I absolutely despise people giving out numbers without permission.

Since you already had my number, hit the dial button and ASK me if you could pass it on. IS IT THAT DIFFICULT?

Quoted

'Normal people eat to survive. You on the other hand, live to eat'

Low Jian Sunn

(5.15pm, 10/4)

Thank you for going through the pains of taking me rojak hunting. And stop laughing at/belittling me, it's annoying. I may not drive as well as you do, but I'm sure there are other things that I am highly capable of. Pfft. Don't wanna share croissants with you adi. :P

La La La

Believe it or not,








I aced the test!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









And happy would only be a miniscule fraction of what I’m feeling right now.
Bing bang boom.

Push The Panic Button

In less than eighteen hours, I have HR test.

FIFTY questions.

There are NINE chapters to cover and I have only flipped through FOUR.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.

I think I’m doomed. I can't help it, I really hate this subject. Like really really.



Now now, why does this sound so familiar again?

I Have No Idea Why The Titles Are In Caps

Do you know how excruciatingly difficult it is to relocate or vanish from the blogospehere even if was just for FIVE days.

Try if you may but brace yourself for the sea of sms's and phone calls.

Be Right Back

Um. Hello..
I can explain! Well I think I can.

• I seem to have vanished from the face of the internet. I didn’t even write on my best friend’s birthday nor about what I did during EarthHour, which seems to be the hot topic that’s appearing on nearly everyone’s blog -_- Outdated, I am.

• I figured out that my overused excuse of being lazy is well, overused. So I tried thinking of a new one. But I couldn’t. Why? Because I was too lazy to even try for more than five seconds. At least, I earn brownie points for honesty.

• The past coupla weeks, has seen Weishya at its worst. Unforeseen mood swings, weird food cravings, college work, and recently; tests and project proposals.
• I’ve adapted back my old habit of napping in the afternoons. Total waste of time but at the very least, it helps with my mood and studying late into the night.
• Last Monday I lost my thumb drive. Will SOMEONE please hit me on the head? It is simply depressing how scatterbrained I can be sometimes. And Sheryl just called me a big head prawn in cantonese, whatever that means. Remember I mentioned about not blogging on Crystal’s birthday? Well, I typed out one lengthy post and my thumbdrive went missing along with her post. *sibeh tulan* Typing it all out seems very disheartening, sorry Tal.

• I learnt that carelessness has a price to pay. Indeed it does.
• I am 100% metal free, if you know what I mean :D :D :D
• I volunteered/got dragged into a position for an event that is gonna be held on such a large scale I don’t even wanna think about the massive paper work that comes attached with the title of Honorary Secretary. (I’ll elaborate more on this in future blog posts)
• My grandpa was in a hospital I pass by nearly every other weekend back to Stapak yet I didn’t know of its existence until the other day. Yesterday, he was discharged, and you know what? He’s as absurd as I am when it comes to food. He refused home cooked porridge and demanded for Ipoh Ngar Choi Kai. -____-

• The blog is still under construction, actually, I’d be amazed if you have tracked me down. As you can see the links have not been fully updated. Will work on it when I have more time in my hands. Let me know what you think of the new look okay ;)
• Now that I think of it, I’m musing on the thought of never resurfacing in the blogosphere. That would save me the trouble of setting up a private blog. Hmm.
• I have found solace in peanut butter and banana sandwiches, superdupergood I tell you. Go try, go try! I’ll give you one buck as compensation if not nice.

I have some proposal writing to do so I’ll TRY find time to find internet in this jungle of books and madness to update you more on my, chaotic albeit boring life. I hope.

P/s: Have a good April ahead of you! :D