Not Fun Anymore

I made it my favouritest my shopping place, just the first visit itself. Maybe because it’s new, I dunno.

There’s so many things to see, so much to buy, so very exciting! I know, every other mall offers the same stuff………oh well, let’s just say that they kinda offer alot of my favourite shops. Like, on the spot, yo.

First thing’s first, I saw this outlet called ‘Old Town Kopitiam’ and I just had to go there. It was, although very much cliched, serendipituous. The coffee is good, so is the roti bakar, because they didn’t scrim on ingredients. A whole slab of butter on the roti bakar, you say I happy onot?? I didn’t get to check out other food though, that was just brunch. *Muahahhah*

Then we walked around, checking out clothes and other stuffs. I even applied a J-card. Honestly, I dunno why. I wouldn’t bother about these stuffs usually, but seeing that I’m gonna shop here more often anyway, I might as well get one. It made me feel like I belong, you know, to something, that I have a standing, or some shit.

*Just Kidding!! Muahahhaah, I’m NOT THAT SAD*

And I got another supplementary card for my mom because she shops at Jusco very often. Much more often than me. Imagine those lost points, gone, all gone. 

Then we checked out more stuff.

Then we finally arrived at the food department. We pushed the trolley, aisle after aisle, soaking up on the choices of food offered. I was happy. That’s when I decided that, this place IS the best evar!!! Of course, I love the Jusco branch in Ipoh better, simply because they’ve got even more stuff. Like marshmallows, for example. 

After that, we settled for lunch in Sushi King. As usual, I ordered Una Don. But later, I found that something called ’something~ Kabayaki’ set was more worth it. So I changed the order. I was hapy too, when slowly savouring every bite of the grilled eel, the rice, the chawan mushi and every drop of the miso soup. And I even stole some of my friend’s sushi. *Muahahahahha, it has to be certified whether good or not, you see*

We spent almost 5 hours there. Very rare for me, very, very rare.

And now, I’m 100MYR poorer. But it’s all good cos I had a great time today.

You know, every once in a while, your computer will run a live update to strengthen your computer against virus attacks? So, my body is doing exactly just that.

I think I’ve never had a severe flu for two years now, ever since the first semester of my studies here.  So, I kinda lack update, yeah?

Luckily, this time, it’s not as bad as the last time. At least I’ve got a car to drive myself to the clinic if ever the flu got worse. I remember having to cycle to the dispensary just to get some medical attention last time. It was a gruelling ride, to say the least.

Well yeah, and I’ve been quite busy these few days, with homeworks and stuff. So, I’ll probably not write as often anymore.

Unless I’m real pissed with something.

or some idiot.

I am royally pissed now.

I went to the library wanting to borrow a book on manufacturing processes because I don’t have the text book and the test 1 is this coming Thursday. Happily docking the book at the counter, I was told that I haven’t return a book about 5 months ago. Wtf? I am definitely not that kind of scum. After thinking about it and being very sure that I did not have the book with me, either here or back home in Sitiawan, I asked about all the charges and possibilities of where the book is. And so, he agreed that the mistake might be in the university’s library staff’s part. So he sent ME upstairs with the book’s code to look for it. Like, wtf right? I didn’t lose the bloody book and now he’s sending me on an Easter egg hunt?

Fine, I just want it to be over. And in no time, I found the book. ThankgodIfoundit. Instant-rage is taking over me but I composed myself before arriving at the counter again. He explained that it might be a non-permanent staff who did the mistake because they work on weekends.

Guess what, wimp? The 2nd of February tw0-O-O-six is not a weekend, in fact, it’s a bloody Thursday. And I wouldn’t return a book on a weekend because I’m probably gallivanting at that time. So, I’ve probably returned it on a MondayorTuesdayorWednesday and I’ve probably chuck it into the book chute because I don’t want to walk into the library just to return a book. I know who the permanent staffs are, the bloody bitches. Never liked them at all.

So, the conclusion is, the idiot I dealt with was an idiot and the bloody bitches were bloody bitches all along. I’ve been right about them. They were never polite, sitting there like it was their high-throne or some shit.

And after all that shit, the idiot didn’t even apologise to me. I was stupid to even say ‘thanks’ to him while being handed the manufacturing book. *bitchslaps self*

They wasted my time.

and the time taken to type it all out here.

My goodness. My shit this morning stinks unusually. Yeah, gimme the wtf look now.

I swear, it stank unlike the normal shit. It’s true…….. :’(

I think it’s because of the butterbun yesterday morning. It’s too rich and my stomach accepted the sinful piece of heaven not too nicely. So, my tummy had been tumultuous since yesterday and the day after. Worse, I had it on an empty stomach. I don’t know, but I feel that it’s worse that way.

By the way, the sinful piece of heaven was from a bakery called ‘Riche Montanna’. I think it’s Korean owned and they make it known by having only Korean staffs. Their stuff are a little bit more pricey than normal. I think it’s because they put so much effort in making their breads. It’s quite obvious, that. And you should know better, they’re Koreans after all, much like the Japanese, twisted perfectionists.

The butterbun was truly the best butterbun I’ve ever had, no regrets. Unlike most butterbuns, it didn’t leave a strange aftertaste. And the cream, oh, the cream. It was real butter, I can taste it and it’s firm, not empty. To die for, really.

Other than the butterbun, there’s the other thing I’ve had. It’s a cream puff, but they called it ‘Baby Shu’. It’s cute. Maybe because it closely resembles the shoes of a baby. That’s the only sane explaination I can think of. It’s like one Ringgit per piece but it’s worth every sen of it.

The outlet I frequent is in South City Plaza. That’s a dead place, compared to other malls, but it suffices, for me. They have another outlet in Ampang, according to their printed addresses on the wrapper. Good stuff.

Numerical methods is one hard nut to crack. I would be blur during class and after class. One too many iterations will cause nausea and extreme headaches.

Oh, fine. I’ll just have to go through it like everybody else.

On another note, here’s what HypnoToad is. Click on this link and be enthralled by its charm.

(ahem)

that’s all folks.

It’s an endless loop i tell you!! Who is so f*cken crazy to do such a thing????!!!

Wait, wrong answer? Go back to question 1!!!Off you go!!

Taking too much time to type the answer????

You’r too f*cken slow to do this!!! Off you go!!Back to square one!!!

And there are 101 questions to get right.

It’s my F*cken Numec homework!!!F*cking hell!!!

So you start a .exe file and sweat!!

It’ll ask questions after questions. The simplest mistake will send you back to one. It has no mercy at all. This IS the highest realm of cruelty.

one-hundred-O-f*cken-one questions.

And they’re not 1+1=2.

This is the first time I’m brought down by a mere piece of homework.

That’s great news!!

I await the day when it’ll finally happen.

So I gotta save up now.

And go for a book-shopping spree!!!!

*wheeee*

*waiting, rocking back and forth*

Seriously, I’m a bit sceptical about this. It’s too good to be true.

Prices of every-damn-thing are going up, why should books be sold cheaper?

It defies gravity.

Anyway, I wanna let go of this book, ‘Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince’.

Mint condition, as there was no second-reading or whatsoever. It sucks. Therefore, I think I’m gonna let it go at 30.00MYR. Considering I bought it for 36.90MYR. That’s a 20% off, somewhat. Paperback and no creases on the spine, actually, it looks just like new. Call me or something, or email….whatever, I wanna get rid of it and get some money for my newly-launched ‘WZ’s Book Fund’. Gonna spend it all, come the day that books are officially cheaper.

I just came back from dinner and grocery shopping. Settled down, sorted out the stuff bought, sat at the computer walked around and then, I heard a distant meoww-ing. Naturally, I looked out the window and scanned the radius. Nope, nothing that I can see is moving. Wait, it’s not down there, it’s…….from the doorway. So, I walked over and opened the door. There, I found a kitten staring back at me.

Without much thought, the little thing hurried into the living room and rubbed its body on everything including me. The very first thought on my mind was, “Diseased”. It didn’t look healthy at all. Its eyes are swollen are watery, its fur thin and it looks like Gollum. Nothing healthy would look like Gollum. I wanted to shoo it away but hesitated because it probably is feeling very hungry. That explains why it rushed into MY apartment just like that. Did I ever mention that I don’t really like cats? Not very serious, but I think some cats give off a strong musty smell. Much like cockroaches.

Oh, well. So I quickly mixed some milkpowder with lukewarm water and lured the fella out of the apartment. Then, very then that I realise that I don’t have a dish for it to drink from.

Damn.

So I went in and grab some foil and newspaper, folded them somewhat and I have a makeshift saucer in 1 min. Success!!

Then I figured, if I fed it here, it would always come back here for more. That, I don’t want it to happen. So I made my way downstairs with the lil fella tagging along and found a nice place under the stairs. And it drank happily while I tip-toed away.

Job done.

Unlike what Confucious has said, I obviously can not teach a kitten how to fish. But neither am I going to give it any more free food after this. This is where it should start learning to survive by itself. It’s the circle of life and those unfit will be left behind.

But I do hope it will survive after all.

Just stop bugging me for food.

Did you read the news today? Regarding the turban-wearing thing? Here let me copy it,

[quote]Islam is not about turban and beard

By RAPHAEL WONG
newsdesk@thestar.com.my

PUTRAJAYA: Islam is not about turban and beard, said the Federal Court in dismissing an appeal by three pupils who were expelled from school nine years ago for refusing to take off their serban.

– Justice Abdul Hamid Mohammad
The panel of three judges led by Court of Appeal president Tan Sri Abdul Malek Ahmad was unanimous in their decision that not everything that Prophet Muhammad did – or the way he did it – is legally or religiously binding on Muslims, or even preferable and should be followed.

In the panel were also Chief Judge of Sabah and Sarawak Justice Steve Shim and Federal Court judge Justice Abdul Hamid Mohammad.

In his written judgment, Justice Abdul Hamid said he accepted that Prophet Muhammad wore a turban but added that the Prophet also rode a camel, built his house and mosque with clay walls and roof of date palm leaves and brushed his teeth with the twig of a plant.

“Does that make riding a camel a more pious deed than travelling in an aeroplane?” he asked in the judgment read out by Federal Court deputy registrar Kamaruddin Kamsun

“Is it preferable to build houses and mosques using the same materials used by the Prophet and the same architecture adopted by him during his time?”

In 1997, SK Serting Felda headmistress Fatimah Sihi expelled Meor Atiqulrahman Ishak, then 13, and two other students – brothers Syed Abdullah Khaliq Aslamy Syed Ahmad Johari, then 11, and Syed Ahmad Syakur Dihya Syed Ahmad Johari, then 10 – for wearing the turban to school.

On Aug 6, 1999, the High Court revoked the expulsion order, ruling that the headmistress had no power to expel the students for wearing the headgear.

On Nov 22, 2004, the Court of Appeal set aside the High Court ruling.

Justice Abdul Hamid said: “The question is whether the wearing of turbans by boys of the age of the appellants is a practice of the religion of Islam.

“The pagan Arabs wore turbans and kept beards. It was quite natural for the Prophet, born into the community and growing up in it, to do the same.”

He added that other people living in desert or semi-desert areas, such as the Afghans and Persians, also wear turbans.

TO COURT: (From left) Meor Atiqulrahman, Syed Abdullah Khaliq Aslamy and Syed Ahmad Syakur Dihya heading to the Federal Court in Putrajaya hear the decision on their case.
“It is interesting to note that very few of our muftis and hardly any Syariah court judge wear the turban,” he said.

Justice Abdul Hamid said the court could not ignore the education system that had helped boys and girls to grow up as Malaysians, and educationists should be given respect and credit when they formulate regulations for the general good of students and society.

Describing the father of the two brothers as angkuh (arrogant), Justice Abdul Hamid said Syed Ahmad Johari Syed Mohamed wanted the three appellants to wear the turban to school because the serban was the “family’s emblem.”

He said he could not accept the submission of the students’ counsel Mohamed Hanipa Maidin that the school regulation violated the provisions of the Constitution.

Mohamed Hanipa had submitted that the appeal was related to the right to practise one’s religion and that includes every religious practice that has some basis or has become part of that religion, whether mandatory or otherwise.

“To accept the learned counsel’s argument would mean that anybody has a right to do anything, at any time and anywhere he considers to be a practice of his religion, no matter how trivial,” said Justice Abdul Hamid.

Outside the courtroom, Syed Ahmad Johari said he was upset because the school regulations emerged only after his sons started wearing the serban.

“However, I respect the decision of this court,” he said.

Syed Ahmad Johari, a public school teacher, who wears a serban and also dons a jubah (robe), said he would discuss with his lawyers the probability of taking the matter to the Syariah Court.

“Although it is a defeat for me, it is a victory for Islam because this issue has been brought to the highest court of the land. At least, the public would be aware of it,” said the 48-year-old father of six sons aged nine to 18, who all came to court together with turbans. [/quote]

Seriously, These are the few things I had in mind after reading it.

1. Isn’t it a bit hot to wear a turban to school? I mean, I felt that my classes are hot enough just with my short hair then.

2. What about the poor kid behind? Tak boleh nampak la……whatever that’s written on the board.

3. They might be serious attention seekers, like ChroniC with capital ‘C’s, yo.

Nobody else has a turban on their head, it’s all about me, me, me. What? Cannot wear? I’ll bring it to the highest court in the nation and plaster pictures of myself in turban all over the national paper too. And finally end the whole fiasco with a *heart-felt* message.

4. There’s no doubt about the kids being attention seekers too, it’s probably a dominant trait in the family. Like, I’ll probably curl up in the corner of my much locked room so that my dad can’t send me off too school with a huge turban on my little head. Who wouldn’t? Those things are not cool.

5. It’s just weird.

Ok, AnyhooO….. to battle this trivial issue for a whole nine years is somehow twisted. I bet the judges had put it off for so long to deter him abit(ahem). But it seems that he’s determined to take it to the top. I hope I’ll have that kind of spirit next time, you know, to excel in whatever shit I do.

Maneuvering a car in Uniten will definitely improve driving skills. It takes a lot of l337 hand-eye coordination and space perception. Especially while driving around looking for a parking space. Some ppl park cars in the middle of the road, out of desperation, i know. But how the hell are those in the parking space gonna come out when the distance between the desperado’s car body and the said parker’s butt is only about a car’s width? Eventually, after much reversing and steering, in out then reverse and in out again, you will be able to ram ur car hard and drive away. Maybe, if u’re unlucky, u’ll get a few scratches while doing that. And the damn motorcycles are everywhere. They run out of parking spaces too, sometimes. By parking at the roadside, they narrowed the driving space of cars. I just got somescratches the other day and didn’t bother to check it. Because it’s so damn common to get some scratches here and there nowadays.
It’s been so long since I’ve walked to classes. I should start now I guess.