May and Nigel are the funnest people to shop and hang with.

I tend to always want to shop alone cause I'm always so indecisive, so I'd rather not drag my friends along to go through the misery with me. I remember Edeline and Jane grumbling about being hungry while I frantically scrambled through the pile of clothes I'd gathered. And I ended up not buying anything anyway.

But shopping with May is awesome. Cause she takes as long as I do in one shop. hehe. I think it runs in the blood la... XD Nigel's gotta be the most patient guy ever. And very helpful in making decisions too, besides being a very handy clothes rack. Plus, he never once complained/whined/grumbled. The breast boy rocks!






And I thought I was tall!! >.<

I can't wait for CNY next year! Cos Nigel will be coming down to Melaka with his trusty ol' caaarrrrr!! =) =) =) makan makan makan!! Jonker Jonker Jonker!!

And then I went for the Unity Concert at night. *siiiiiiigh* I wish Roshan had never told me about it. The only reason I even considered going was because he was performing. And then Siyan and her sis, and Grace too, decided that they would support local music, and so we brought Eugene along too.

I am so tak puas because I didn't even get to watch Roshan! They pushed Ktownclan's slot all the way to the end and Eugene couldn't bear waiting around watching lame acts any longer so we left early. Klang is a bad place to hold concerts, seriously. For various reasons, ahaha.

Jeez. Nevermind, at least I contributed to charity.

Seriously, why do all these local DJs and hosts make a big fuss about supporting local music? Do they even realize how bad the local music scene is? Admittedly, I think Mia Palencia is a genius, and no one sings quite like Juwita, and I can't seem to get enough of Estranged's Itu kamu, but other than these few gems in the industry, how do you expect people to be all hyped up for bands that cannot even sing in key or speak English, and bands that pathetically try too hard to look like bona fide rappers, and bands whose lead singer stand on stage practically squirming while the rest of the band members set up, and bands that just emo all the way thinking they look uber cool, and bands that lip synch or whose "songs" consist of one sentence repeated over and over again, and bands that... you feel me?

Sigh. Nevermind, at least I contributed to charity.

For some reason, I'm actually quite excited about going back to college tomorrow despite the fact that I have to wake up at 6.15am. I guess it's always like that la after a long holiday. The novelty factor will wear out by tomorrow night I'm sure. At least this sem we're getting Rubin, so it's not TOO bad I hope, not too many cancelled classes I hope.

Kwang Yew and Pat are gonna be parents yo!!!!!!!! woot woot!! =) =) =)

I wanted to write this down the other day but I forgot.

I was doing my devotion and I came across this quote which in my opinion, means a lot.

"It may not be possible to always be happy, but it's possible to always have the joy of the Lord"

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Anyway, I FINALLY met Eugene again, after aeons. He's one of my oldest childhood friends actually, along with Grace. My mom used babysit him when he was 4 or so. We grew up together, went to the same primary school and piano class, he came to church occasionally, and then sadly we just stopped keeping in touch. Which is really sad cos I bet I missed out on tons of stomach aching laughter over the years. The cheeky little water egg boy hasn't changed over the years. He's still as cheeky and drop-dead-laughing-funny as ever.



It was a pleasant surprise meeting him at the children's rally. I've been wanting to meet up with him ever since he came back from Japan but never got around to it. Didn't expect to see him in church but there he was! Just so happened he had to send his sister to the rally and so we ended up talking the whole time. It feels so nice to catch up with an old friend. And to hear all his stories. =)

And then we went to Aeon at night to yum char with Grace. I was soooooo happy, partly because of all his funny stories, but also because the last time we three got together was, what? 2 years ago? And that also was at his party so it didn't count. I felt all warm and fuzzy and comfortable, talking about abusive primary school teachers, and Japan, and our parents, and his cranky family members, and all that. They're such great company larr. That's the beauty of old old friends.





I was gonna dig up old old photos of us three but I got lazy. haha.

We watched Gone Baby Gone after dinner, and the weirdest thing happened.

I. Saw. My. Lecturer. Whom I'm not exactly buddy-buddy with. Walking out of the cinema hall. We were watching the same movie. I mean, cmon. What are the odds of that ever happening? In KLANG summore. You're not supposed to bump into lecturers in Klang!

Errrr......

And then I discovered we were sitting in the same row as another person I knew. And we bumped into Eugene's friend before that outside the cinema. I tell you ahh, you cannot NOT bump into someone you know in Klang malls la. Which is why I'm always on my best behaviour in Klang malls. Ngek ngek.

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I do NOT like making decisions. I think I'm the most indecisive person ever. A simple issue would get me thinking for days, and still I wouldn't come to a conclusion.

Should I take up the extra class?

Should I go to Melaka on Friday night? Or Roshan's gig? Since it's not everyday he performs in Klang... and since it's not everyday Siyan comes down to Klang at night. hee.

Gosh. Decisions decisions decisions. never ending wan la! >.<

But. I have decided on one thing. That I WILL bake tomorrow. After lazing around reading Da Vinci Code and watching 24 almost everyday, I am finally gonna get off my butt, dig up all the ingredients I semangat-ly bought months ago, and BAKE. Mocha Fudge Brownies, no less. *grins smugly* Yeah, I bake ok! Even though the last time I baked German Apple Pancakes, they turned out, er... lets just say they were edible la ok. I'm quite good at this yes I am.

Tomorrow's brownies will be good. You just wait and see. Jane, if this works out, you girls will have brownies on Monday! And then you'll have to stop whining that I've not baked for you. AND THEN it'll be YOUR turn to bake wahoooo!! ;p

I have found other more productive activities to carry out during my free time in lieu of sitting in front of my computer banging my heart out on the keyboard. Which justifies my lack of posts in recent weeks.

And boy, have i been spending! I think this new wave of gourmet cakes, as well as all these restaurants with nice ambients and cosy settings only serve to rip us off our hard earned money, we poor poor proletariats who work for the bourgeoisie (to enrich your vocabulary, take a sociology class)

This is a little sneak peek of a day in my days.





Hanging out with the best friend is always always fun. And productive. She makes me laugh, listens patiently to me whine, gives me advice on how to deal with the cockroach(es) in my room, temans me to eat food that burns a hole in the pocket, takes me on a tour of Shah Alam, gives me home-cooked sambal petai, AND introduces me to an Uzbek guy, who is actually real fun to hang with.


Since he got bored tagging along on our womanly shopping trail, we decided to bring him
somewhere more manly.



I dropped Siyan off, had dinner at her place(apparently I have the honour of being the first friend she has brought home for dinner *smugness*), got my feet all muddied up(don't ask), and then headed over to Anna's to give her her surprise.





After all her failed attempts to get me to smile normally,





she finally succeeded! =)


It was a wonderful day, until I came home to find the cockroach STILL in my room. The night before that I had camped out in the living room because I discovered one flying around after I had turned off the lights. I normally have my sister around to run downstairs with me, but she happened to be at camp so I had to deal with this myself. I sprayed Baygon (This other brand like Shieldtox) which I thought had finished off the job but obviously didn't, so when I came home to find it still there my mom had to crawl around the room chasing it to kill it for me. And you'd think the nightmare was over. But horror of horrors IT WASN'T! There was yet another one which my mom had to kill again. Goodness! My room is a freaking cockroach lair I tell you!

There is nothing in the world I'm more afraid of than cockroaches. Why oh why!! I know they don't hurt, I know they don't kill, I know they don't give me diseases (because I have a strong immune system), and yet I'm so afraid. It's so bimbotic I can't even believe myself. This fear is the very bane of my existence. ugh. I've been asking God to help me deal with it, but He hasn't helped one bit. haha. Maybe He will la, in time =)

I've been sleeping in fear ever since my mom killed them both. For the past few days I've kept my glasses by my pillow just in case I hear any cockroach wing-flapping sounds and have to wake up instantly to check it out. A few times I've had to get up and turn on the lights to survey the room because I was just too paranoid. I wake up in the middle of the night in fear, prickling my ears to hear if there are any abnormal sounds in the room. I sometimes don't even dare to turn in bed in case I spark off the cockroach(es)'s receptors or whatever. What is wrong with me?! How bimbotic is that you tell me la!!

Yesterday marked the first night in a few nights I've had a good night's sleep WITHOUT waking up in fear. I hope tonight I'll sleep peacefully too. This is too much to handle. Sigh.

And my sister wasn't even there to share the misery. Which is why I'm glad she's back, cos I miss her. The house has been too quite while she was away. Yesterday I heard her belting a song in the bathroom so loudly I could hear it from downstairs. And I couldn't help chuckling out loud. My sister is BACK babehh!!

And guess who else is back?

Welcome back Queen of sparkling wit and caustic sarcasm! I've missed you!! =)

I'm so so glad the stupid radio broadcast is over and done with.

It's been a pretty rough week, with a sufficient amount of stress thrown in to keep my head swirling with PSAs, jingles, promos, commercials and SPONSORSHIP every night before going to bed. Or any free time my mind gets to wander, for that matter.

Of course, it doesn't help if you're stuck with two absolutely useless group mates. I'm sorry, I don't have any right to call anyone useless no matter how horrible they may be, but seriously, in this case when I say useless, I MEAN useless. They did not lift a finger to help out at all. No matter how many times the four of us called them to firm things up, in the end nothing would get done on their part. We'd end up doing everything ourselves anyway. They'd promise you ANYTHING, that YES, they'd come to college at 7 in the morning to work on the script, that YES, they'd call their cousin to firm up the sponsorship, that YES, they'd get the posters stamped and put it up, that YES, they'd pass the typed out script to me before they leave for home. And do you think anything got done? Anything at all? And to think that we gave them the easiest, most hassle-free jobs that required the least brain power of all (knowing what small nicotine-filled brains they have)

Half the time they aren't even in class. The sole purpose of them coming to college is to hang at the smoking zone. And every time we have a meeting, if they even bother to show up at all, they'd fool around and play their music on their laptop, and then say in a singsong voice "So can I go nowwww???"

None of us could stand it, but none of us wanted to scream at them either. By right I could have, but I honestly didn't want to be the bad guy. I mean I'm inherently nice la, plus, I know them too well. They're just kids who don't give a damn. You can scream at them all you want. You can be as condescending as you want. Do you think they'd care? Do you think they'd get off their butts and start working?

You know, there was SO MUCH to do, and they did NOTHING. Well, one of them did download the songs, which a ten-year-old kid could have done, but that's it. They did NOTHING else. It's sickening, how people make use of hardworking teammates whom they know will get things done. I tried to tell myself initially that it's alright, that it's an experience to learn from, that next time when we come out to work we'd face more of the same kind of people, but really, does that justify the fact that they didn't do anything? Next time when we come out to work if a teammate lazes around do we just tell ourselves "it's alright, it's how this world is. We were trained to tolerate this kind of behaviour in college"?

And it's so frustrating because none of us wanted to scream at them. I guess cos we are all inherently nice people who just don't want to make enemies. Plus, we just know it wouldn't change anything about them anyway. They just plain don't care. And it sometimes amazes me how irritated I am on the inside and yet I could still play it cool in front of them. Like, we still talk and are friends and all. The other day after the broadcast she came up to me and went "Su Liiiiinnnggg, come gimme a kiss...." And we mwah-mwahed. Argh. I should have just told her to go away.

That's not all. I'm sure some of you know how absolutely crappy it feels when you've put so much effort into something, thinking you would be rewarded accordingly and then end up being disappointed because, really, what were you thinking?!

Jess and I spent so much time putting in background music for the PSAs and commercials and promos, painstakingly constructing melodies from soundclips and editing songs and all, and in the end, the lecturer wasn't even there to hear our broadcast. He only came in abour 20 minutes before we were supposed to go off-air, and he was supposed to grade us! Can you believe it? We could have just saved ourselves all the trouble and come up with some crappy nonsense and nobody would have known or cared. I know it sounds so bimbotic, but seriously, the amount of energy and hard work we put into this whole farce just was not worth one bit at all.

And mind you, it isn't easy just to get a spot to do all the work. KDU has like 10 comp labs or something, and only one miserable smelly(literally) lab has the software we need. And for some reason that lab is ALWAYS used for classes, so we almost never get to sit for one stretch and finish off the work. You have no idea how many times I managed to get hold of the lab, plug in my earphones and open the song, only to be chased out by the lecturer cos they were gonna have a class, or because my dad had arrived to pick me up. AAAaaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhh!!

And honestly I'm SO tired of being the organiser, the one who conceptualizes and thinks and delegates jobs. It seems to me I'm always the one putting in extra effort into my group assignments. I sometimes wonder if maybe I've become more worked up about things lately, but I seriously doubt so, because I've always been a rather chillout person. It's just that I'm responsible and I always strive for excellence in my assignments, which means no matter the circumstances I meet the deadlines and I make sure we get our jobs done. But recently I told myself I should stop being the one always doing things. I should take a step back. Maybe it's precisely because I strive so hard and always do the planning that the others just chillout and let me worry about everything. But then if I don't plan and organize, who will? I don't want to get a bad grade just because I let other people's apathy deter me from giving it my best shot.

I do not like KDU. I really don't. When people ask me why, I just tell them I don't know how to explain. Because it isn't one particular thing, it's just EVERYTHING thrown together, from the absolutely irresponsible lecturers who cancel classes according to their own whims and fancies, to people who come to college solely to smoke and socialize, to the pathetic excuse for computer labs, to how they rip us off by giving us sucky facilities, to the horrible food, to how they arrange our timetables with no consideration for students' convenience at all, to the annoying lack of parking spaces, to everything else about it.

I'm sorry if you struggled to read through all that. You didn't have to you know. Hehe. But I feel better. Phew.