Not Fun Anymore

Used to be the person Mahathir pointed a finger to and now getting quite chummy with.

But that’s not what I wanted to say.

Yeah, we should all be like Al-Gore. It’s said that his waistline would decrease once he decides to run for presidency. That’s shows alot of determination, if you ask me.

I want to decrease my waistline too xD

cheese-baked rice is dumb. What kind of idiot would think up this combination?

cheese+sauce+rice+meat+bamboo container+foil with lotus leaf on top

=

DISASTER

seriously, and to pay 12++ ringgit for this crap?

Damn jelak after the 3rd mouthful weih…..

I feel cheated.

and their jelly smells like a car’s citrus air freshener.

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Anyway, I’m back in Uni already. And to my 2 faithful readers…… sorry I couldn’t meet up with u and sorry I didn’t pop by your place. Lazy la……so hot…..hehehhe

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Gotta start slogging some time soon.

5 weeks until finals…… *sigh*

so much project work…..*sigh*

Ang Pow count: RM 242

Total houses visited: 0

Days spent in Gopeng: 4

Days spent binging on cookies and dried meat and everything festive: 4

Days that we have chicken in every meal: 4

Number of cousins: 6

Number of them who went Rum Jungle with my bro: 4

Why I didn’t go?

I missed the comfort of my own home.

So I came back.

Number of days left before I have to go back to uniten and start slogging again: 4

Am I happy?

Very.

So, today, I’ll be, like, on my way back to Sitiawan.

The day after, reunion dinner day, that is, I’ll be in Gopeng, in the sweltering heat.

Enjoy the heat holidays, peeps!!

p.s: won’t be updating unless there’s a need to. Tata~~

It’s pure shit when you, being graceful and all decided to let somebody borrow your stuff and you get it back broken. Or that, the stuff were borrowed without your knowledge and it’s broken when you want to use it. Ok, OR it was tinkered with when you got it back and you know it’s been tinkered with because it feels different. You give  the benefit of the doubt that it most probably due to your own mistakes like not placing it properly but on the other hand you would be thinking it couldn’t go this bad even if you’d fling it out of the window.

And it disgusts you that you might be wrong in judging that person. Not that the act of judging is wrong but the thought that you have judged wrongly, more like. Because I believe you do judge and to an extent, you should be quite accurate when it comes to judging people by their actions.

Principles is something you live by, though your good friend is kinda bored/frustrated by your so-called principles, at least you stick to them once you’ve established them. That is, you’re not getting a new handphone until you get a good cgpa.

But here, principles are announced to the world, bragged every now and then whenever there’s a chance. However,  it’s not kept nor is it considered sacred, it’s just something said but never meant. “This is not right , that I don’t like, I don’t like what the fella did, oh…I won’t do anything like that…blablabla” ….bullshit. Next thing you know, you see it being done by the person right in front of your eyes. You would also go WTFH?!?!? ……right?

So, it’s just said so that ppl will look up to one self? Bullshit, don’t waste my time.

If you say it, you must mean it.

Somebody’s overstaying their welcome.

My face is like crap right now. Skin on my nose is peeling, I have fine wrinkles when I raise alil eye brow and my eye bags…..oh my eye bags……they can probably hold coins in them.

IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF THE ILMUFEST. *roarrrr*

Turns out, sitting there in the stifling heat, with heat rays still being able to penetrate the canopy that somewhat sheltered us, gave me a bad headache. To top that, I was close to puking just now. Is that like a mild case of heat stroke?

So I drank more water and pee-ed like every one hour.

All these trouble just for a profit of roughly 9 ringgit with the modal being about 15 ringgit.

Saddest part was, I spent more than 9 ringgit on snacking while sitting there waiting for customers. Hell, no more Ilmufest for me ever again.

Like, waste my time only. But the only consolation was that, I talked so much cock today with the non-sleeping business partner that stayed and jaga the stall with me. That’s because the others bailed. Yeah, I was bitching that we should get a bigger share of the profit because we did all the work and they just bayar 15 belas ringgit only. But, fuck it la….. as long as I get back my modal also I very the happy di la…. damn.

Now, I have to go start doing my lab report and assignment.

Lesson learnt: Have faith that Panadol cures ALL!! *roarrr*

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Never get invloved in these shite stuff ever again.

This week’s been so busy. Was studying for my test and it dawned upon me that I don’t know so many things. Sei lor….

So, in the midst of looking up and down from book to book, note to note, I took a break to spew nonsense on my somewhat deserted blog.

Nobody likes to get mindfucked. Myself, I don’t like to think that much unless it’s of grave necessity. But this week had been quite mindfucking. If you think ‘mindfuck’ is vulgar, you obviously had been a sheltered and prissy brat all your life, so go read a book or something. In a turn of events, I had to made several important decisions given only a very short time. Along the way, I risked losing a friend’s faith in me and also risked giving up my own dream. For reasons unbeknownst to you, I won’t tell you what happened. *muahahh*

I could just tell myself that I don’t care that much about a friend, they come and go. And dreams? They’re just dreams, just make up another one. Nothing but wishful thinking. However, I think it’s time I started caring. It’s time I started learning about having soul, which I lacked all these while. I’m not kidding. I think my soul had been swapped with a barley mint candy when I was 3.

Meanwhile, during comparative religion class, I realised alot of things. My lecturer, who’s positively a Muslim, can convey to us messages in religions like Hinduism, Buddhism and stuff accurately and keep an open mind talking about them. Never once had he suggested his religion is better or down valued other religions. He would even agree with some of the other religions teachings and would point out his views on each matter. I like that, though it made me think, I definitely liked everything that I’ve heard. Stuff like these, I can’t find in the papers or online. Having somebody to tell you their ideas (and very good ones) is like, so mindblowingly inspiring. And to pride myself a bit, I can say that I’m not doing too badly as a person and could be considered quite up there thought-wise. Didn’t understand the last sentence? That’s because I’m on a higher level of thought compared to you. *nyahahhaha*

He’s a gem. I hope I’ll do well for this class.

Busy weekend and busy everything until next thursday. I want to make good of everything, it’s been too long since I’ve worked hard for something and had something to be proud of.

Using the word meanwhile *up there* made me remember something.

It’s fucking annoying when some people use ‘in the meanwhile’ instead of ‘in the mean time’. Okay, wtf is ‘in the meanwhile’ I ask you…

Another one of that, I’m so gonna slit my wrist.

On a another note, this song had been playing in my wmp on a loop since yesterday.

It’s Yui’s Goodbye Days. First heard it on Animax and it got stuck to my head. Good for emo days.

…prefer that I be more serious a person?

It’s time to grow up.

I can only syok sendiri for so long.

It would really be a milestone for me to put on a straight face and look like I’m thinking deep most of the time.

I need to know if my jokes are funny.

I need to know if you have been annoyed/hurt by anything I’ve said.

Or anything that I’ve done.

I need to know what kind of person I am, the way you see it.

I need to know if I’m an emo person because I don’t like emo people.

I need to know if I should get on with my life, do something for myself, lose some weight, get a boyfriend, wear some pretty dresses, learn walking in heels and be a ‘girl’. Because I do plan to at least experience these to find out if I can accept it.

I need to know if I should just stay this way.

Procrastinating, wondering and never getting on with anything.

I can say that as a person, I am quite contented with who I am and what I have. My 3 year-old Nokia 2100, conked-out and I don’t feel like replacing it anytime soon. I’m just curious about how is life gonna be when nobody can reach you and neither can you reach anybody. Or simply put, I just want to piss people off, like:

*doo-doo…….doo-doo………..* *click*

Me: hullo?

Kesian caller: Hei, weih….. I just wanna know ah……  ***click**** *dooooooooooo*

Me: ohohohoho…… died-ed again….too bad. *sigh*

Kesian caller: Gahhhhh!!!! Stilll dowan to get a new phone ah!!? What a bitch!!

Buy me one, make yourself happy. At this point, any phone will do but I would really prefer a V3i, or at least, a V3. *muahahha*

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Aside from that, I hate being the given the run-around when doing errands or doing some bothersome office stuff. Like, tell me what I need to know, whom I need to see and don’t just shrug me off by saying ” tak tau la…… ini kena tanya Encik Fairuz the Fag. Bilik dier…….tunggu yer…..*checks a list*……eh, kenapa takder nombor bilik dier?”.

Woman, why the hell are you asking me why isn’t is room number in your pathetic list of yours? Do I look like I freaking have the answer to that?

And when I meet Mr. Fairuz, the current biggest fag on my list, he acts as though he has no time to talk to me. Then why bother leaving the door wide open? Hello? Academician my round ass, basic manners also don’t have is it? What a bitch. I know I’m just a student and he’s a high-up deputy director registrar bullshit but if I have a slave of my own, I would at least look her in the eye when talking to her. What a man-whore. He needs to go back to school where the really educate. If you think him a good man because you’ve met him when he’s not that emo, try convincing me. Really, I might be 0.1% wrong after all.
These bitches did not make my day any easier at all.

I want to just sit quitely in front of my comp and rethink my purpose in this life.

Petrol prices go up but never come down, inflation is so high, karipap costs 50sen, life is so hard, I don’t have time to layan you when in fact I’m supposed to layan because it’s my job and you partly pay for my meager salary. *whine*whine*whine*
Hello bitch, everybody’s got their own bloody problem, stop whining and do your job properly. At least somebody would end up going home happy.