stupid post

on the way to college with yeat yee, eyo and ah beng.

eyo : when girls get period right, does the blood one shot everythign come out or it coems out a bit by abit?
me: -___- a bit by a bit la
eyo: (innocently) why dont want one time come out everything? liek this easier mah. the one time flow all then wash then clean then finish edi. so easy.
ah beng: hahaha! then no need to wear the "an quan mian" hoh?
me : "an quan mian"? should be "an quan dai".. "an quan".. "mian" "WEI SHEN MIAN" LAA!!!
yeat yee & me : -____-

honestly, being with eyo almost everyday, im used to this kind of questions, but it ever gets -__-. he always ask the weirdest things, and he has taught me all the *censored* things that i know. lol. my sifu. hahahaah


in class

mr chen : my house was burgurled last month, and they took all the jewelry and part of the money in the drawer. there was about 10 thousand ringgit and they took a part of it.
student : only a part of it ar?
mr chen: yes, they took a part of it.
student: why they dont want to take all?
mr chen: because if they know if they take all, i will starve to death.
students : -_____-

Mr chen is cute but he makes lame jokes, and he thinks that everything in this world is man-made.

anyways im here coz i dont want to go do things that im supposed to be doing yet. and that includes chereographing a dance, powerpoint thingy, and a research thingy. college is starting to get busy already.... *arrrggghhhhhhhss*

a test of my time management


till when i get everything done,
hugs and kisses :)

remembering english class

i was talking to kelvin, a cimp newcomer with amazing enthusiaism about english 4U class, and i remembered all the essays i had to write. Im bangga enough to say that i had amazingly managed to scrap good marks for al my essay~ *thank u ms Ford* i absolutely LOVE creative writing, descriptive essays like stories and stuff.. i dont know why, maybe its all the harry potter books that influneced me? :)

here is the 2nd essay i had to hand in for class, one that i am certainly proud of. Enjoy, and let me know what you think of it.

Happy 2008?

It was a breezy December evening, the stars hung high above the sky, occasionally winking at the people down below. Tom tagged along with his friends to attend a massive New Year countdown party. “Here we go guys!” the handsome presenter on stage shouted to the hundreds of peoples below with a note of eagerness in his voice. The massive crowd that looked like a sea of tiny black ants to his eyes roared energetically. “10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! … ” The crowd of teens and premature adults shouted in unison with excitement. Tom, sandwiched between a lanky teenager in oversized clothes and a pretty young lady in Daisy Duke shorts chanted along with the crowd. The scent of flowery perfume and salty sweat perfumed his clothes; droplets of sweat rolled down this neck and stained the back of his white t-shirt.

“…3! 2! 1! Happy New Year!” immediately, the crowd broke out into frenzy, each person as excited as the other. Tom, who was happy to have stepped into year 2008 turned around to hug the pretty lady in mini shorts and the kid in oversized clothing, wishing them a very happy 2008. Just as the crowd started to wish both friends and strangers Happy New Year, a sudden loud bang shouted into their ears.

Bright flashes of red, green, yellow and blue painted the sky beautifully, shadowing the stars that initially lit the dark sky. Tom was mesmerized by the clever display of pyrotechniques. His eyes gazed absent-mindedly into the sky, the beautiful colours of the fireworks reflected in his eyes. The glaring rock music and incredibly loud firework beating against Tom’s ear drums did not seem to bother him as he watched the work of art in the sky. People all around him was also looking at the fireworks with “oohs” and “aahs” as one firework pattern followed the other. Some of them were just like Tom, hypnotized by the spectacular display; some had their sweaty palms against their ear; while others pointed their camera phones towards the sky.

When the last firework spark started to fall to the ground, a group of dancers in outrageous costumes popped out of nowhere and started to entertain the crowd. “Give it up for the Dance Kit dancers!” the handsome presenter addressed the crowd. The dancers started to dance to a music that reminded Tom of African tribal traditions. To his surprise, not only was the dance enjoyable, it was also comical, it left him and the crowd in stitches. The next dance number was a rather boring one. Tom was bobbing up and down on the ball of his feet to the rhythm of the music, but he couldn’t help being distracted by his own thoughts.

Flashes of his days in the past year ran across his eyes, Tom saw the sweet and sour moments of 2007, and couldn’t help but laugh at some of the ridiculous stuffs he had done. The dance was over now and the crowd started to evaporate. Tom reached his hands into his pockets and grabbed his car keys. Suddenly, his stomach made a great lurch and his heart sank to the bottom of his ribs as he remembered the awful mistakes he had done, feeling guilty and embarrassed at the same time. Tom was walking to his car and passed a group of girls who was giggling animatedly. Among the girls, he saw the pretty lady in the mini shorts again. She was wearing a neon purple party glasses that was shaped like the number ‘2008’. Looking at the ‘2008’ glasses, Tom was immediately reminded of the endless possibilities, and the world of new experiences, new lessons, new life that was in stored for him in the new year. Then, Tom whispered to himself in a husky voice that was only audible to himself, “Happy New Year, Tom. Let bygones be bygones. 2008 is your year. Let’s make it a great one.”

Tom then started his rusty car engine, pushed the pedal, and drove away from his parking spot.

-The End-

okay, reading harry potter helps :)

hugs n kisses :)

quickie

just a quickie :

i finally finish reading the last of Harry Potter.it was really awesome but the ending was a tad bit cliche for my liking.. you know what would make it a better ending? harry died and didnt come back. XD no really, im serious.

ohh and i drove back home from kl today with dad and mum in the passenger seat, occasionally hanging on to dear life and pressing invinsible brake pads when a deranged driver passes by. those crazy impatient kl drivers!

look what i learnt today!! *banggas*
HUGS n KISSES!!!

10 reasons why im stoked abt sem 2

SEM 2 STARTS TOMORROWWW!!!!! finally? finally. :)
many of my friends arent really excited but im stoked! for a few simple reasons.

10 reasons why im glad holidays are bye-bye and CIMP starts agains:
1. no more sleeping at 3 and waking up at 12! ( i hopes)
2. a regular routine
3. i cant believe im actually saying this but ..... homework. my brain literally died during this month, me needs stimulation
4. i have people listening to me crap again : friends :)
5 FUN!!!! duh imgaine all the clubs~
6. i can become smarter-er-er and my brains are put to good use
7. i can rott infront of the computer doing hwk rather then rotting infront of the computer doing nothing. i actually have things to do again!
8. why not?
9. y
10. z

there you have it, 10 foolproff reasons.

im taking CIMP by storm. *insert evil laugh here*

tales of a bus-taker

i have been consistently taking the U62 for the past 5 months and lets say when im not snoozing away at my seat, i've come to notice the assortment of people that comes in macam-macam shapes and colours. today's yield was rather more interesting.

first and foremost, we have the sunway/subang students and employees and travels up and down religiously. this group of people whom i am a part of goes up and down everday as if they were just going to klang parade or something and dont bother dressing up elborately. or at least i dont.

and then we have the underage mat rempits and lala muis that tries so hard to look "kewl" with their ghetto glasses, mini shorts, boots and weird haircuts and managed to pull it off by looking lame. horribly lame. the guys talk like their way "kewl" and the girls dont talk, but rather squeeks so they sound articifially, disgustingly "cute". im sure you know what i mean. anywho, i had the priviledge to have a group of lalamuis sitting behind me on they way back and overheard one of them.

*read with articifially fake cute voice in chinese*
lalamui:"yooohhh why didnt she bring boys to introduce?"
other lalas : "......"
lalamui:"i want to know boysssssssss leh~"
me : "..... wtf. -____-'''' "

next up we have the couples, who will have their hands intertwined with each other, heads on shoulder, whipering, laughing...... sweet, but can be plently annoying at times. especially when they are seated at a bright corner. i even saw a guy squezzing his girls' pimple. yes, another wtf moment.

and we have a different group that i like to call the "occasionals" or in malaysian term : kumpulan rojak. we have the occasional not-so-right-person that has long beard and walk around without his shoes; the occasional foreigner that come to klang for god knows what reason; the occasional family with a daugther with serious im-so-cool-you-suck attitude problem, the occasional girl/boy going to meet her/his boy/girlfriend while waiting anxiously for pyramid to draw nearer, the occasional newbie who isn't sure how or where the bus leads to, the occasional girl with way too much make up, and, the occasional..............................

hot guy XD. this rare breed comes once in like never during normal days and places let alone on a bus, on THE bus i was on. fate? this 2 guys in yellow and black, european probably, came onto the bus halfway through the high way with a cute little boy that is absolutely positively cute and stood right smack in front of me while the boy took the empty seat. i shall call the hot guy "hot yellow shirt guy" for obvious reasons. i will ignore the part where they were with a friendly indian girl, their host probably. they were funny, i swear the whole bus was looking at them and laughing at the noises and mischeif the little boy and black shirt guy was up to. i was almost starring at the little boy's cuteness and he occasionaly stared back at me. *pai sehs* at the same time i stole glances at the hot yellow shirt guy while he seemed amused by the giant golden lion head that is pyramid. i shall not discuss his hotness here because it would be weird. lolsss. we got down at the same stop and climbed the skybridge with hot yellow shirt guy inches away from me. now here comes the embarrasing part : as we landed and last step and made our way though the entrance,

hot yellow shirt guy stopped me and pointed at my back, : "backside".
me thinking: "wtf whats wrong with my arse" while looks at ass
and then he swung a hand at my back, not backside and a green thing flew out and landed on the floor.
confused and blurr me : " what is that?"
black shirt guy and little boy: "grasshopper. :)"
(it was a gigantic grasshopper to be exact)
me: "ohh its okay," smiles at hot yellow shirt guy, "thank you :)"
hot yellow shirt guy smiles back, said " welcome" or something i was too dazed at his eyes in mine to be concentrating.

and then as i turned red and took the more sensible way towards pyramid, indian girl gestured them to "that way" and we parted. they were no where to be found after that because stoopid pyramid is so big. ohh wells, it was kind of sort of a good encounter. :)
hahas hot yellow shirt guy was like so scared to touch the grasshopper when he swiped it off. big macho guy scared of a little grasshopper? the nature-girl in me so wanted to catch the gigantum grasshopper and i would have, if there wasnt poeple waiting for me at the movies, and i didnt want to look stupid infront of them. think of the possibities if i did, or if they took the same path i did, ohh wells~

believe me, he. is. HOT, and i dont find many guys "hot", or else i wouldnt be blogging about it.
ohh and there is one hot girl i saw at orientation yesterday, we call her "hot flower girl" but that is ziggy's problem. *happy birthday ziggy!!! :D*

anyways, the moral of the story is have a grasshopper stuck at your back when you have a hot girl/guy aorund you so you have the chance to talk to them. and it has to be a gigamtum one or else they wouldndt notice it. :)





ohhh, and we have alot of different kind of people in buses, aren't we diverse?

i wanna see hot yellow shirt guy agains. XD
shit i sound too much like a girly-girl today. i give myself exception because he was exceptionaly hot.


till then,
hugs and kisses :)

then and now

my earth i created at about feb/march. didnt allow them to take it off the wall. will kill them if it is taken off the wall. its a nice earth yea? *bangga* :D


my head is pounding, my eyes are tired,i had ice-cold and ice poured down my back, i have flour in my hair, and i still smell like pancake. ):

but its okay, because it was all in the same of good fun! (:

big bully and me

as new faces enter a whole new sem of CIMP, i volunteered to help school daddy with the orientation, to help the hot new CIMPians get to know campus better, and get to have fun with students and teachers alike. and they did have good fun, or so they seem too. i mean, there ARE choki-choki involved how can it not be an awesome gathering when it is a choki-choki party? as i was on the last sentence of explaining the following orientation games and activites infront of attentive and talkative new students, i turned around to school daddy and asked " is there anything else?" when he answered "CHOki-CHOki," man i got so excited telling the amused and confused ( i dont think many of them know what our favourite childhood sweet is, many of them were orang asing) people about how they should work fast and hard in the games to win the main prize : choki-choki and how choki-choki is a big thing in CIMP and how it taste so awesome! lols funny, and embarrasing. People usually end their speechs with a BANG, i ended mine with choki-choki. in front of lecturers and all the other hot guys -.- ohh well at least they were laughign and other volunteer was cheering in agreement. *satisfied* :D ohh, did i mentioned CIMPians have an obsessive fettish with choki-choki? its the fad in classes and corridors! choki-choki rocks!

choki-choki company, you should really thank me for giving you free advertising. we even gave out free samples.and that goes to the school cafeteria, choki-choki sales will go up by 50% now. lols




choki-choki madness!


next up, ROCKY! lols

the orientation games were pretty simple: scavenger hunt where they have to hunt down items and lecturers and phtograph them with a click of the camera phone, and the oh-so-popular-telematch. yea the games was simple but it was good, dirty fun.


the tratitional stripping-and-putting-everything-back-on-game


the getting-yourself-wet -if-you're-not-careful-game


the getting-tight-with-your-new-friends-game



the getting-your-nostrils-filled-woth-flour-and-smell-stale-pancakes-for-the-rest-of-the-day-game

just like the good old days in kwang hua.

the games we played and the reaction i got from new friends today really brought back the good times. standing infront of the hundreds of students talking about games and chocolates conjured up memories when i was at combined camp, megaphone in hand and explaining to the campers on the next activites much much excitement; when they came forward and asked where they should go and what he should do brings back the days when it was saturday morning and i was directing my juniors on the activities of the day. heck, even someone called me senior, which is weird, but he probably didnt know my name, yet. when the i was parooling the school field lokoing upon 8 stations, 16 teams and hundreds of students and lecturers getting their noses covered in flour and legs drenced in water while blowing the occasional whistle every 10 minutes or so reminds me of the days when i was with kadets, making sure each station master was doing well, everything was flowing smoothly, and everyone was having fun, and they sure did then and now. ohh and when a boy/man came up, shooke my hand and thank me for wonderful and fun games, my heart melt with hapiness and satisfaction, as it had one did when i spent my last days at the majlis perpisahans.the atmosphere between those days and today was similar, the only thing different was the faces, and the lecturers was actually having more fun and was even more playful then the students. which is weird, but CIMP lecturers ARE weird in a good way. (:

fun fun fun! especially the part where stoopid ziggy attacked me with flour and cold water and ran with his long legs and my short ones tried to kept close. -.- he made me look like grandma. and school daddy also. hahas but i got my payback!!! but now im tired. masih got semangat to write such a long post. i guess i actually missed having to write essays in Ms Ford's english classes. oh wells, i'll just have to release my creative metaphorical lameness here. so bear with me.

thats all for today (:

i still have 2 more days to finish my novel before school starts, room is cleaned and dentist appointement met, but stuffs are not ready yet. uhhuhus.


hugs and kisses people!!! XD

hugs and kisses!! (:

shiver me timbers. a so-not-me post.

man i took me two effing hours to get to college today.
why?
because the stupid mini bus is stoooooooopid.
*grrroooaaarrssss*

what a waste of me precious time.
but luckily i was smart enough to leave 2 hours earlier and get to the meeting on time! *yays*

*****

finally after ignoring my dentist retainer braces checkup for (feb,march,april,may,june) 5 whole months, i finally met the good dentist again. and i was only late for like 5 minutes because of the stoopid klang jam! still, its good considered i left college at 3.30 and thanks to scott's awesome drifting!

back to the point. i havent been under the dentist's orange spotlight for over 5 months now and lets just say i forgot how scary it is to have people in latex gloves and blue-green masks checking out the gum and gunk in your mouth and poke cold, metallic dentist-ty utensils into the corners of your teeth. *shivers*

"your teeth is pretty good, but there is some plaque underneath the retainers. i'll clean and polish your teeth for you," dentist says with a smile. well i couldnt really make out the smile as it was covered by the mask but i'd like to think he was smiling. dentist then starts drilling pointy pinching things that roars like nail scrath on a blackboard while the he starts scraping months of bak kut teh and nasi ayam remnants out of the inner corners of my teeth. my left hand folds into a hard fist and the right cluthes the chair somewhat tightly as i feel unwelcomed tingling and shivers reach down my fingertips and toes, even into my ears; my eyes squints and closes tightly as i feel the cold needle scraping into my teeth and occasionally into my gums. it seems to go on forever as i try not to look too scared or pained......*ughs* lets say when i rinsed my mouth, stuffs swiming out of my mouth wasnt really a good sight.

and the polishing part wasnt pleasent either, but at least there was less shivering tingling, and was over much sooner.

Dr. Jagjit didnt used to be so scary. ): now i really, REALLY dont want to visit him anymore. or pay him 60 bucks to make me feel pain. but yeah my teeth feels cleaner now! (:

me no like the dentist anymore... its okay, i dont have to worry until 9 months later. in which i might delay for another 5 months. :P

*****

bought a hot new overcoat at the thai fair after dance class. the funny thing is, my motive amongst the colourful assortments of clothes, dresses and cluthes was actually a different jacket. my mind changed when i laid eyes upon the overcoat. i still want that jacket but.... i bought that overcoat. oh wells, the jacket will have to wait for another day. *bye byes jacket* :)

*****

after station one providing a good ear for Win Chong and YongShern, and gulping down that god awful chocoloate milk shake and is supposed to be ice blended but not *yucks* i took the drivers seat in WinChong's car and drove them around eng ann court and back to my home while they paranoidly shouted instructions at me "turn left! turn tight! signal! always keep left!!!!! SLOW DOWN!!! braKE!! OIL!!!!" and while i shouted back "OKOK!!! SLOW EDI.SLOW EDIII!!! " -_____- ''' well its always like this when im driving. what the hell wei. lol. haha at least i get to fool around with his car and press the horns while people are looking. :P poor WinChong was so pai seh.

ohh, and mum almost for a split second thought that WinChong was my boyfriend. LOLness. she didnt notice YongShern at the back and WinChong reach out his arm behind me to unlock the car door. Mum looks into the darkness where we are, and her fuzzy brain interpreted it as : OMG my daughter in a car with a boy and the boy has his arms around her - her boyfriend!? O.0 LOLness. XD

it took me 15 minutes to reverse out form the main door to the main driveway which is effing full of heavy flowing cars while mum gives directions.

arghs.

me wants to drive without people screaming down my neck. 0.0

*****

gots to go, have to prepare Orentation Station Games for the hot new CIMP students coming in tomorrow. lucky people, they have me to prepare games for them! bwahahaha, saturdays with kadets and years in camps dont fail me now!!

*****

but first, i've been meaning to tell you about my dogs Alex the lazy, Dino the scary and their whereabouts, and has been meaning to tell you about a newcomer puppy: Floppy and scardy. lols. will explain and introduce lost and missing dogs and puppies when Floppy decides to look at me and i can upload good pictures of the cutneess that is my Floppy Woppy! :D

*****

till then,

Hugs and kisses~

sorry bout the novel, feel so semangat today, but its good eh? XD

Dentist: keep smiling!

and so i shall :D