What goes around comes around....NOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Part 2

Oh, oh, oh, look what I found in my comment box for my last post!

Hey thank you so much for helping us last Saturday at La Bodega. Sorry Rudy and I didn't get to say hi but thank you so much for helping

Apparently it's from JJ from Hitz.fm!!! I'm baffled. Really I am. My blog is like something that only my friends and family go to, so this is a surprise! If it really is JJ, then well, I'm happy!!! But, since 90% of me is pessimistic, I dunno if this is really JJ. How did he find this blog in the first place anyways? Total weirdness wei. And he read what I wrote ke? Malunya!

Remember what I said about getting bad things happening to me tenfold after I donated the bags? Let's make that a hundredfold. Things have totally gone from bad to worse.

I had a Course Advise Session at Monash at 10 o'clock today, which is compulsory for all the students to attend. There's another one on the 15th of February, but I decided to go for the earlier one. Lazy la wanna go later.

So anyways, my car has been acting up these couple of days, but today it got really bad. I was on the highway on my way to Monash, going up a hill, and suddenly my car didn't move. At all. I floored the accelerator, and it was still on 0 km/h. I almost panicked but being the good driver that I was (perasan!), and to avoid having people giving me dirty looks, I parked my car on the emergency lane. So there I was, my car stalled on the highway (oh, did I mention that there was a Chinese cemetery beside the highway?), alone, hungry (I didn't eat breakfast) and with a Course Advice Session that I HAVE to attend in order to be enrolled in Monash. Definitely not something I wish would happen to others.

Good thing I had credit in my phone, so I called my mum and dad. Mum came to pick me up to take to Monash, and my dad stayed with the car and went with it to the mechanic. So while waiting for my parents to come, I stayed in the car and read my book. I was in the emergency lane and my hazard lights are on, so it means that I was in trouble, right? Well, please tell that to this stupid idiot on a bike who honked at me and gave me dirty looks because I was in his way.

Last time I checked, the EMERGENCY LANE was for EMERGENCIES such as stalled cars and accidents, right? Because I really didn't know that EMERGENCY LANE was supposed to mean MOTORCYCLE LANE. And the thing is right, my Vitara is damn small, and it wasn't even obstructing traffic, okay? People in the cars barely glanced my way and this idiot on a bike was pissed because I did the right thing by shifting my car to the emergency lane. Not my fault right he was using the emergency lane? So why am I getting the dirty looks???? Unfair.

And you know what? I managed to get to Monash 20 minutes before the Course Advice Session started! Yeah, it was before 10 o'clock in the morning and so much drama already.

Oh yeah, I met a guy from my batch (2004) in my old school at the Course Advice Session. I think his name is Ashraf. Turns out he's going to be doing BBusCom, too. Definitely a small world.

After the session, I think I spent like Rm25 to get back from Monash to Bukit Antarabangsa (that included an lrt ride from Kelana Jaya to Jelatek) so it wasn't so bad because the cost is about the same if I was driving.

Oh, my cousin took me to Petaling Street today! Bought a fake bag and a fake shirt....hahahaha!

Oh, and I found out I have to go two weeks without having a car. I definitely feel immobile.

If all these bad luck came from donating school bags, I wonder what would happen if I decide to donate blood (which I have never done before but I would still like to do).

I wonder what bad luck will come my way tomorrow....not that I'm praying for any!

PS: I think the reason why I was so ticked off in my last post was because I was having PMS...apparently it's Perempuan Marah Sangat on Hitz.fm....hahahaha!

What goes around comes around....NOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ANNOYED. IRRITATED. PISSED.

That basically explains how I felt over the weekend.

I did my good deed on Saturday by taking all of our old/unused school bags to La Bodega, Bangsar Shopping Centre with Anis where the Hitz.fm crew were collecting stuff for the flood victims in Johor like uniforms, bags, stationery and etc, etc.

Anyways, we had quite a few bags that we didn't use anymore and some that my dad got from conferences that were never used. So all in all, we had about a dozen bags to give away, and although some show sign of wear, they're still durable. I think the bags are worth about Rm200 or something like that. So anyways, when we dropped off the stuff at La Bodega, I got to speak to one of the DJs, Ean, for like two seconds. He's quite cute...but he's like 27/28 or something like that, so he's quite old.

So basically, knowing that I did something good by donating stuff that people can actually use (unlike some stupid, inconsiderate idiots who donated 9000 packets of expired instant noodles), we left La Bodega and went in search of a present for Anis's friend. After buying a mug and earrings, we left BSC and went back.


The plastic bag full of bags....

My day started going downhill after that. In the car, Anis realised that the hook of the earrings she bought were rusty. If it was the 3 for Rm10, it's pretty understandable, but the freaking earrings cost RM30. We were damn pissed.

I drove her to Great Eastern Mall to buy another pair because it's one of the rare malls in Ampang where parking isn't a bitch. She definitely regretted buying those RM30 earrings because the earrings in Great Eastern were prettier, cheaper and in perfect condition.

On the way back, we got stuck in a massive jam. How bad was it? It took us FIFTY MINUTES to get back home from Great Eastern Mall. FIFTY BLOODY MINUTES!!!!!!!!!!! If the mall was like 30 km away, I wouldn't mind so much, but Great Eastern Mall is just like 6 km away from my house!!!!!!!

Annoyed doesn't even begin to describe how I felt then.

And to top that off, my phone decided to hate me right there and then by denying me access to the network. And it just had to be the day when it was scorching hot outside. So there I was, stuck in a immobilised car, roasting my butt off, with a phone that has no reception what-so-ever. I cursed like mad and Anis and I ended up making funny faces at the kid in the car in front to take our mind off the heat and the pain shooting through my right foot.

Later that afternoon, at about 6-ish, I went to see Rain in concert with my sister and her 2 friends. And let me make this clear:

1. No, I am not a fan of Rain. It's just that I got the ticket for free, so curiousity got the best of me. And also, my dad needed me to chaperone my sister.
2. I don't know any of his songs except for that annoying song that's been playing on the radio for the past month.
3. I much rather go to the Boyz II Men concert. :(

The concert was okay, but not exactly my type of concert. I don't even understand Korean, dammit. And because I was so tired from the hectic day I had, I almost fell asleep somewhere in the middle of the show. Seriously. And I was so bored I took a picture of Anis twirling the glow-in-the-dark light thingy.


Pretty twirly light. Reminds me of fireworks.

Some pics of the stage from where we sat:

Before the concert:


During the concert:




And yesterday....OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got so pissed with my grandparents.

Usually I try to listen to them, out of respect. I mean, I've been taught to respect my elders and follow what they say so usually I do what they say, however irritating that is.

Not this time, though. I got really irritated.

What happened was was that Tisha found out the the grandparents have been talking to her dad and had insisted that she and I should carpool everyday to Monash since we're going to be in the same university and that for both us to drive separate cars would be a waste of time and money.

I don't want to sound like a spoilt brat, but both she and I are a bit no, we're DEFINITELY reluctant to carpool. I mean, we live like 8 km away from each other (really, we do) so for me to get to her place and vice versa in the morning is going to be HELL! And the thing is, we can't make our timetables identical, for God's sake. We're taking different units this semester, dammit!

Say one of us has class at 8 o-clock and the other one at 12, takkan we want to wake up so early just because the other one kena pergi early? So menyusahkan.

When we try to tell them that, they never listen. And now they've come up with a supposedly perfect solution. Their solution: the one with the later class stays at the library while the other one goes for class. The problem with their oh-so-brilliant solution is that:

1. Erm, the library doesn't open so early in the morning.
   
2. And who wants to spend all of their free time in the library????
3. We don't want to be depending on each other. We like our independence.
4. One of us might have to stay back if there are replacement classes and stuff.
5. What would happen if the car breaks down? Then both of us would be stranded.
   

And the thing is, I wouldn't mind so much if it was them that were paying for our transportation and stuff, but they aren't contributing even one cent! It's all our parents and our own money, so it's damn irritating when they do this to us.

We're not small kids anymore! I'm turning 19, dammit! Heck, my cousin's turning 20 in December! We can make our own decisions. We don't want our grandparents to control our lives. I feel like a dog, trying to run freely but constrained by a leash.

My whole life has been spent pleasing everyone, sacrificing my needs. Even now, my schedule basically revolves around my grandmother's bloody physio sessions and driving my siblings around. I have no life.

I am so tired of people stepping all over me. I don't need this. I have enough things on my mind as it is. I feel like I'm suffocating. I never have enough "ME" time. It's all about everyone else.

Screw them. I'm not going to carpool everyday. I'll find a part-time job then if it cost so much for transportation.

Whoever said what goes around comes around? I did one good deed, and I got bad things happening to me tenfold.

PS: I found out yesterday that I suck at playing board games. My 5-year-old sister managed to beat me at Snakes and Ladders and Ludo. Damn.

a penny for a thought....

Totally loving Imogen Heap's song The Walk at the moment

Just now I had lunch with my cousin Tisha and suddenly the topic of Valentine's Day and buying gifts came up (most probably because we were talking about her boyfriend before that). So while she was telling me about how hard it is to buy a guy a gift for Valentine's Day, I told her that I don't have to worry about buying anything for anyone, unless God intervenes and gives me a guy in like less than 3 weeks (which is VERY unlikely to happen), because I don't have anyone to give a Valentine gift to!

So she was like, "Wait until you get a boyfriend la". And I think I said, "Maybe I'm just gonna be a spinster" and she's like "No la".

The thing is right, I'm damn shy. It takes me F.O.R.E.V.E.R to warm up to people. Seriously. So guys are kinda put off by my silence. And the thing is, if I know a guy likes me, say when he walks towards me, I'll probably run 100 km (slight exaggeration) in the opposite direction. So yeah, that kinda sucks. That's why I've always been single, still am single and would be single for God-knows how long. I'm just too scared.

But I seriously would want to know what guys would like for a gift. I mean, there are only so many T-shirts/shoes you can buy. And the gadget that guys want....wah lau wei.....they range from expensive to SUPER expensive. We can't woo them with flowers. That's just weird. A teddy bear would also be weird. A book? Some guys would like that, if you're lucky. Chocolate and candies? Still very girlish. A car? Hahahahahahaha. Rather than buy them a car, I might as well get myself a car.

So people (especially guys), I really would like to know what guys would like as their gifts.

And erm, just because I can:



That looks so WRONG!!!! But Cesc still looks hot!!! And I found out that he's exactly 11 months older than me! My birthday's April 4th, and his is on the 4th of May! Hahaha!

Love-hate-love-hate-love-hate....you get the picture....

I have this love-hate relationship with my Streamyx.

I really do.

Like at this moment, I LOVE it because I'm able to go online and surf the internet.

BUT, had you asked me whether I love my Streamyx 2 hours ago, I would have said I HATED LOATHED it.

That's because up until 90 minutes ago, the Streamyx didn't work for about 48 hours and only God knows what went wrong.

So yeah, I love my Streamyx right now, but who's to say I won't loathe it later in the day?

Rawr.

On a lighter note, I took a look at THIS video from YouTube about the iPhone and it is really annoying to know that the iPhone is only coming out in Asia next year. Hmph.

I did this Super IQ test from Tickle when I was bored just now....and take a look at my results:

Your IQ score is 131. This means that you are smarter than 98.0% of all other Super IQ test takers.

This number is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly on the Tickle Super IQ Test.

But there's more to intelligence than a single number, a single score, or a single label. Tickle uses 8 distinguishable dimensions of intelligence in the Super IQ Test. By analyzing your individual scores on those 8 scales, we are able to look beyond the raw IQ score into how you process information, and which intellectual strengths you're best at.

Your test results indicate that the way you process information makes you a Complex Intellectual.

You are highly intelligent and talented in two critical areas: math and language. While others may be skilled at one, you are exceptional at both. Your ability to understand theoretical or abstract information and your attention to detail only make your mathematical and linguistic skills stronger. You are a highly conceptual, complex thinker.

Because of your numerous intellectual abilities, you probably rarely come across something you're not good at. You are a quick study and so have a tendency to look for and find the deeper meaning in things. You might intellectualize a situation or muse about its layers of complexity, making grand-scale associations. While others are relieved to have tangible, concrete information to work with, you may find yourself easily bored and so you seek more intellectual content.

I like how they call me a Complex Intellectual. Makes me sound so....intellectual. Hahaha.

What we have and what we want

First off, I think it's funny that Arsenal managed to beat Liverpool twice in a week! Mwahahahahaha!!! Go Gunners!!!!

Last night, I was watching tv and for the trillionth time, an advert on a "whitening cream" came on. And as i watch the advert (since I'm so lazy to change the channel), it's actually quite disconcerting that the company is saying in a very-unsubtle way that tanned skin is a big NO-NO while white, translucent skin gets the thumbs-up. I guess because we live in a country where you can get a tan just by sitting in a car on a really hot day, we think that having white skin is much healthier and more beautiful and will make us stand-out more whenever we're in a crowd. But what is ironic is that most Caucasians, who have white, translucent skin that we Malaysians adore to the point of worshipping it (some people are really desperate for white skin, okay?) would just love to have our naturally tanned skin. Hah. We want to be more like them, they want to be more like us. See? We never appreciate what we have. Next time you want white skin, put powder on your face la. Then can look like a ghost.

Oh yeah, while we're on this particular subject, I still don't get why people would want to have a nose jobs and boob jobs and other "body" jobs. This is especially true in Hollywood, where beauty is really just skin-deep. If it's true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then why the hell do you need to change your looks? Nose jobs I can still understand, but boob jobs? No. Even though I don't have Pamela Anderson's pomelo-sized-boobies, God remembered to give me some curves and I absolutely hate it when guys stare at my chest. I feel like going up to them and ask "Eh, hello, why are you looking at my chest? I don't look at your flat chest!" and slapping them after that.And what purpose does enlarging the size of the breasts serve other than making the women more attractive to men, especially rapists who can't control themselves? People are just weird.

Rarely do we spare a thought on what we have because we're too busy chasing what we don't have. Like my friends are always telling me that I have nice eyes and a nice nose, but I'll be too busy thinking about losing weight to appreciate what I have. I'm not crippled, neither am I deaf and I definitely have a voice, yet I am still restless. It's strange how we never do appreciate what we have and are always thinking of ways to achieve more, more and more. But when you think about it, this insatiable craving to have more is the drive that will usually lead us to success, so it's not all that bad.

Oh yeah, I'm going to start saving money to buy the iPhone from Apple that's coming out next year.

I.SO.WILL.HAVE.THAT.PHONE!!!

I just had to post this picture....

I know I look damn ridiculous in the picture.....don't have to tell me that....but my cousin, Mr. Harith Ukail (who's turning 2 next month!) is one of the most handsome boys I've ever met. To get him to stay still for a picture is so hard but he has such a sweet smile! Smile for the camera, Ukail! :D

I'm so happy, happy, happy!!!

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I've just bought my ticket to see Muse when they come down to KL next month! And it was 30% off some more! Hahahahaha! So instead of RM110, the ticket was RM80 today! And it was only for today some more because they were launching the sale of the tickets for the concert and I think they wanted to sell as many tickets as they can.

Muse isn't my most favourite band in the world, but when you live in Malaysia, where all the big names rarely come, a concert like this is definitely worth going to. I actually had to wait in line for 2 hours before getting the tickets. Damn long wait! Penat like hell. But worth it la. My ticket is actually for the Free Standing side at the stadium, but it's quite close to the stage. And anyways, who actually sits at these type of concerts anyways? It's not like watching Il Divo or something like that (I would actually like to go for the Il Divo concert next week, but the tickets are a bit too pricey for me!) so whatever la.

Oh, I really need to go to sleep now. My feet are hurting after standing up for so long. And my grandmother does have her physio session tomorrow, so I have to go teman her. The downside of being jobless.

I've finally serviced my car today...hehehehehe. So while the car was being serviced, I was thinking about how fun it would be for me to go to Port Dickson next week to hang out at my uncle's place like I did almost six weeks ago.

My grandmother won't have her physio sessions next week since her physiotherapist is going to be on leave so I could just grab my cousin and head off to Port Dickson for a few quiet days.

Anyways, after getting all excited about going, I realised that there were some slight dents in my semi-spontaneous plan.

1) My cousin's maid balik Indonesia jap, so she doesn't have a maid right now so she can't exactly leave her house since both her mum and dad are working. Bummer.

2) My uncle went to Saudi Arabia 2 days ago and will only be coming back in 2 weeks time so since we will be essentially chaperone-less, my dad will so be against the idea of us going to Port Dickson. I feel like a kid. I'm going to be 19 in April, for God's sake!!!!!!!!!!!! Roar.

So yeah, there goes my perfect plan for running away from the city to a quiet, sleepy town next week. Me very sad. Me feel like small kid. *sniff* *sniff*

My impending future....

My favourite song at the moment: Daughtry - It's Not Over (Chris Daughtry has always been my favourite American Idol!!!!!!)

I went to send in my application to enter Monash in February today. So just now, being the curious (and bored, hehe) person that I was, I browsed through the Monash website when a link caught my eye. It was the link to the Scholarship page. And I was like browsing through the requirements to be eligible for the scholarship and I realised that even though I definitely can't apply for the Entry Scholarship on account of my oh-so-fabulous A-Levels results, there's still a chance (however slight that is) of me getting a 50% reduction in my tuition fees for my 2nd year...but only if I can maintain an 85% average for my 1st year subjects. I hope I can do that. I know it's hard, but I really hope I can get that scholarship.

Please pray that I won't be distracted this year. I really need this. My New Year's Resolution la kan.

My new year's resolution....

Yesterday I went over to my uncle's place and had a chat with him over what I want to do for my degree. I know I'll be doing the Bachelor of Commerce but I wasn't sure what I'll be majoring in. It's like common knowledge among my family that Maths is my strongest subject (even though my A-Levels C4 Maths paper was such a bitch, I was 2 marks away from an A) so my uncle was like "you should do Econometrics and Accounting" because Econometrics is basically Econs & Maths and people with this qualifications would be in demand in 2, 3 years time....which is just around the time I graduate! Hahahahaha! But there's a catch: The Econometrics major is only offered in the Monash campus in Sunway and nowhere else. Sad. Which means that I have to scrape my hope of going to the Monash campus in Melbourne. Sigh. I'm sad, but what can I do? Dah lah my parents are paying for everything....I don't want to burden them more by going overseas on their expense. So I think I'll study hard, get good results, try to do internship with my uncle when I have my summer break or whatever and then try to go overseas on my own after I graduate.

So here's my New Year's Resolution: To study hard and to do well in my degree, so that I could help my parents and lighten their burden and to be able to go study/work in Australia, NOT at my parents' expense.