I'm so lazy!!!!

I'm too lazy to study, I'm too lazy to blog and I'm too lazy to do just about anything.

I can't believe it's been 4 weeks since I've started my classes in Monash!!!! It's like,

"WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING THESE PAST WEEKS?"

I can barely recall what I've been doing these past four weeks.

I just know that my notes are piling up, and I haven't had time to study everything I've learnt in the past four weeks.

Luckily I've been doing my tutes.

Does anyone else feel like time has flown by so fast????

And I just realised that I'm gonna be 21 in less than 2 weeks.

OH MY GOD.

To put things into perspective, I started this blog when I was EIGHTEEN!

EIGHTEEN, for God's sake.

It's madness okay!

I'M OLDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.

Oh, talking about my 21st being near, right, I already got an early birthday present from my uncle! =D

You know how I'm absolutely infatuated with songs? So when my dad asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I said I wanted an iPod Touch.

Then the iPhone came out in Malaysia. So I went to ask my uncle, which one was better, the iPhone or the iPod? So my uncle said, "The iPod kot" and then he said he'll buy that for my birthday. I was over the moon la, obviously!

But in the end, he bought me this awesome phone (not the iPhone), the Nokia 5800.

It's pretty, isn't it? And it's touchsreen, too! And it has 8GB of memory! Enough to satisfy my cravings for songs! Especially considering the fact that I can't live a day without listening to songs!

So yes, I do feel like I'm being spoilt. And no, you can't have my uncle. LOL.

Oh, on my wishlist right now:

Or this:


Or this:


Orrr thisss:

Yep, all Arsenal stuff. LOL.

But the thing is right, when anyone asks me what I want for my birthday, I feel so guilty if I ask for anything for them, so usually I'll just say "No need la to buy anything".

Plus, it'll only be a gift if that person actually wants to give it to me, not because I asked for the things from them.

So yeah, I can keep on hoping that someone'll buy one of these for me.

If it happens, it happens, right?

Or else I'll just save money and buy for myself la then. LOL.

Lazy post. LOL.

Song of the moment: Ben Folds f/ Regina Spektor - You Don't Know Me

So.

Classes have started.

And so far, it's good. Except for this one lecture where I become restless and I start doodling on my lecture notes. Yes, I doodle. But at least it's been proven that doodling helps you pay attention during lectures. LOL.

Oh, and after sitting in front of the computer for God knows how many hours, and refreshing the page like 10 times a minute, I managed to allocate myself into a class that I really wanted. LOL.

(I just realised that it sounded like I had no life, sitting in front of my computer trying to get into a class.)

But ask me back how I am in a month's time. I'll definitely be cursing and swearing and saying that I don't have enough time to do anytime.

I think it's so weird seeing all my units starting with the number 3 in front of them. It practically screams, "Woman, you're in 3rd year now!!!".

And then I hyperventilate cause it like hit me right in the face that I can't run away from the dreaded four-letter word for long: W.O.R.K.

It scares me so much to start working. I mean, I want to start earning money, but God, going out into the working force is just soooo intimidating. And not too mention hell-ish when i start doing auditing later. Bye bye lazy days. =(

Oh yeah, I wanted to go to the Jason Mraz concert last Wednesday, but since we were late, obviously the tickets were all sold out, so we couldn't go.

Was I disappointed? Yes. But not devastated. It was more of a "Oh wellll..........." thing, rather than a "My heart is broken *sniff* *sniff* *sniff*" kinda thing.

BUT, my dad got four free tickets to Sarah Brightman from his patient (who had also given us the Beauty & the Beast tickets!), and since he, my mum and Zara went off to Langkawi for his conference over the weekend, I decided to go with the rest of my sisters that were left behind to the concert (Unfortunately, my brother couldn't go cause there were only four tickets).

After my dad gave me the tickets, I looked up for the ticket price online I found out that for the tickets that we got, EACH ticket was RM 800!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If I were to pay for that concert, mintak maaf je la. Sarah Brightman or not, I can do sooooooo much more with RM800 okay.

But I can't deny that the concert was awesome. I mean, it is opera, but she was really good! Even my younger sisters (who actually contemplated on bringing earphones to the concert, before I threaten to give their tickets to someone who would appreciate the concert more), were converted into Sarah Brightman fans.

I especially love when she sang the Phantom Of The Opera song! In fact, when that particular song started, everyone was cheering like mad.

I felt quite sad for her cause the hall was only like 60% full. But then again, in this time of recession, forking RM800 per ticket for a concert is a bit too much right?

Oh, talking about money kan, lately I've been going around all these online shopping blogs and looking through their stuff. And my hand itches to buy stuff EVERY.SINGLE.TIME I go to these blogs. Rambang mata okay. Such an unhealthy habit.

I mean, looking at everything that you want but can't have is annoying, right? Especially when you have the money, but you just know you have to save the money. And you start hearing this evil voice inside your head saying, "But you have to have that! You don't have anything like that yet!"

Please shut up evil voice inside my head. I already bought at least five tops in the past three weeks. And I also bought a pair of tights online. Have some mercy!!!

Okiedokes. Need to flip through some notes before I sleep.

Nite, people.

Blah, blah, blah.

I can't believe classes are starting soon.

Like in 3 days time.

WARGH.

And Zaty has gone back to Wellington. Went to send her yesterday, and I feel so sad cause I'm not gonna see her for age. =(

I miss Monash, but I don't know la. I want to say I'm gonna miss the summer holiday, but I've not been doing that much over the past month, so I'm not gonna miss it that much.

But I will miss sleeping in, though. Haih.

But then again, I've been helping with the MOlympic games (which is like a day full of games for the freshies and exchange students, sort of like a sports day in school last time la) today, so basically I've already gone to Monash, so it's not like I'm gonna be all like "Awwwwwww, I miss this place" next week. LOL.

Plus, cause I was sort of in charge of the prizes, I managed to get myself sunburnt during the prize-giving ceremony. I am the only one who is capable of being so careless as to get sunburn on a day when the sun was barely shining. Haih.

Oh yeah, and talking about being unlucky, I think I'm the only person that is allergic to the adhesives on plasters bacause when I put on a plaster to help cover my paintball wound, I ended up with a major itch around the area where I put the plaster and I had to eat some medicine for the stupid allergy to the plasters.

I mean, seriously, has anyone ever heard of a person being literally allergic to plasters????

Oh, totally off-topic, the other day my youngest sister said something very interesting.

My 13-year-old sister, Wani, wants to go for the Jason Mraz concert, so while the whole family were sitting down at the dinner table, Wani was asking my dad whether it was possible for her to skip school that day so that she can go watch the concert. My youngest sister, Zara, (who is eight, mind you) was sitting open-mouthed in front of Wani, astounded that her sister is even contemplating skipping school. And here's what she said to Wani, in a sort-of accusing tone:

"But Kak Wani, if you don't go to school, then what marks are you going to get for your exams? Ninety?????"

All around the dinner table, the five elder siblings (and my parents, too) were amused.

Apparently getting ninety in your exams is the worst thing that could happen in my sister's Standard 2 class.

Man, if the worst thing that could happen to me if I don't go for class is getting ninety in an exam, I wouldn't mind skipping classes!

God, I miss being a kid. =(

Oh yeah, a thought crossed my mind when I was watching the Mamma Mia DVD the other day.

Say two people fell madly in love, but something made them seperated. If they meet like 20 years later, is it possible for them to still be in love with each other? Or do they just fall in love with the idea of being in love with the other person?

I mean, you can't expect the person that you know to be the same person you knew 20 years ago right?

It's just a thought, though. LOL. It's quite obvious how bored I am, thinking about stuff like that.

Alritey, I'm going to dive under the covers now. I'm sleepy.

Nitenite!

When we're bored....

I was bored (which seems to be one of the major emotions I'm feeling right now, since I'm just sitting at home like 24/7) so I started reading this month's issue of Reader's Digest. It had this snippet of an article titled The Joy Of Boredom written by a lady called Carolyn Y. Johnson. I read the full article online, and here's some excerpts from the article that I find really interesting:

We are most human when we feel dull. Lolling around in a state of restlessness is one of life's greatest luxuries -- one not available to creatures that spend all their time pursuing mere survival.

To be bored is to stop reacting to the external world, and to explore the internal one. It is in these times of reflection that people often discover something new, whether it is an epiphany about a relationship or a new theory about the way the universe works.

Granted, many people emerge from boredom feeling that they have accomplished nothing. But is accomplishment really the point of life? There is a strong argument that boredom -- so often parodied as a glassy-eyed drooling state of nothingness -- is an essential human emotion that underlies art, literature, philosophy, science, and even love.

If people are slogging away at an activity with little reward, they get annoyed and find themselves feeling bored. If something more engaging comes along, they move on. If nothing does, they may be motivated enough to think of something new themselves. The most creative people are known to have the greatest toleration for long periods of uncertainty and boredom.

The article's quite an interesting read. And it provides for some kind of justification to us perpetually-bored people. Go read it when you're bored. LOL.

Oh, speaking of interesting articles, I find THIS one even more interesting. The boy doesn't look old enough to be a dad. He's 13 for God's sake. Now I know why my dad decided to bring us back to Malaysia instead of growing up in Newcastle.

Oh yeah, I went for a lunch & karaoke session with Nat, Zaty, Yana and Chee on Valentine's! We went to the new Jusco in Setiawangsa/AU2. Chee decided to join us just for lunch cause she said that karaoke-ing wasn't really her thing.

Over lunch, we once again started feeling old cause we somehow ended up on the subject of relationships and marriage. Dah la it was like we subconsciously enter those topics. Urgh. I hate being old. I remember back in Form 5, our only worries were getting through SPM with flying colours. Now we have to think about jobs la, finance la, guys la. -_____________-

So anyways, after lunch, Nat, Zaty, yana and I went for karaoke at this place called Song Box in Jusco. The place was okay laa, looked kinda dodgy masa mula-mula sampai. We spent 2 hours there, wailing and screeching our lungs out. We managed to butcher songs from Womanizer to Isabella to Bring Me To Life. LOL.

And since Zaty had her camera with her, we have lots of videos that might not be uploaded because it might give a fright to our friends to listen to us butchering the songs. Although I think we sang Mr. Brightside quite nicely. It all depends on Zaty though, cause the videos are all with her.

Oh, by the way, I am now the Monash University Student Association's (MUSA) Advancement Representative. I've no idea about what I'll be doing, but apparently my first meeting is on Thursday, where hopefully I'll get a better understanding of my job as the MUSA Advancement Rep.



I needed to know where the meeting for Thursday would be held, so I went to the Monash website. It gave me some guilty pleasure to see my name up there in the committee. LOL.

Okiedokes, enough updates.

Toodles, people! =)

My maiden attempt at paintball

I have always wanted to try playing paintball, but I never got around to actually playing it.

So since one of my uncles just loves playing paintball, I decided to go with him, my brother, my other uncle and my 2 cousins. My sister couldn't follow because she had a student council meeting, and my girl cousin had to study for her exams. So basically I was the only girl there. Haih.

My uncle preparing for battle, while the boys look on. LOL.

During the safety briefing, I kinda panicked for a while cause I felt like there were so many things that I had to remember, and I was like, "Shit, I'm gonna forget this. SHIT."

So anyways, we broke into 2 groups of 3, and I ended up with my battle-prepared uncle and my brother. We played four rounds of eliminations, where basically if you get hit by your opponent, you're out of the game. I really felt the adrenaline pumping in my body everytime the marshal saya "Game on!" and it was fun holding a gun and hitting people.

Sad to say, though, my team lost all four rounds. What is really funny is that I will ALWAYS be the last one standing in my team cause my uncle and brother will either finish their bullets or get shot. Or get shot cause they finish their bullets.

It does give me certain satisfaction to be the last one standing, but it was really annoying in the last round cause I was the last one standing against THREE MEN. How unfair. Boo.

Unfortunately for me, I got shot in the weirdest of places. I got shot THREE times in the neck/throat area, one shot on my shoulder and a nasty shot on my wrist. What really annoys me is that I was wearing this protective vest to cover my torso, but all the shots I got were in the unprotected area. Talk about bad luck!

My nasty war injuries:

The bruises on my neck kinda look like mini-hickeys. LOL.

This bruise is nasty. -__-

It's all for fun, though. And I wouldn't mind going again soon! But I got really tired after the game. And I am still tired right now. Shows just how unfit I am! -___________-

My driving rants. Yet again. Hahaha.

I have been driving for almost 3 and a half years now that it has come to a point where I can't be bothered to drive anywhere anymore. But drive I do.

I've not driven like cross-country or anything (I mean, the furthest I've gone was to Port Dickson), but I drive almost everyday in this mad city known as Kuala Lumpur, which I think gives you more experience and moulds you into becoming this cynical, jaded and calculative person. Seriously.

What annoys me is that ever since my sister got her license last October, I've had to put up the dreaded P sticker back onto the car. I've been driving for a year plus without that sticker on my car, and now I understand the gripes of people with P stickers on their cars.

The thing is, because other drivers see the P sticker on the car, they love to take advantage when I'm driving. They like to cut in front of me and expect me to give way JUST BECAUSE I HAVE THE BLOODY P STICKER ON THE STUPID WINDSHIELD.

And it seems like people really like to do this when I'm stuck in a jam. As if it's not irritating enough that I'm stuck in a jam, it really is the last straw when they cut in line just because they think they're superior to me. Sometimes I feel like putting up a sign saying "I am NOT, I repeat NOT, the P Driver. SO DON'T YOU DARE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME."

Yes, I can be very scary sometimes. Funny how I never noticed that people took advantage of me back when I was a P driver. I really think one of these days I might just end up with a serious case of road rage. That would not be a pretty sight.

I miss my Pajero! When I drive the Pajero, less people try to take advantage of me on the road. Why did my dad have to crash the car? =(

I swear, when I buy a car with my own money, I will not buy a puny little car that people will have fun picking on. Maybe I'll buy something like this Perodua Nautica?

Oooohhhhh, I'm definitely going to buy an SUV when I start working later.

Talking about jams, I suddenly thought about our public transportation, which is so inefficient that it is really annoying. It was so good in Australia cause the public transportation is like so much better than ours. So I came up with a theory about why our public transportation is the way it is.

(Fine, it's not my theory, but I've never heard of anyone talking about it anyways. Hehe. And I had nothing better to do while I was stuck in the jam. Coming up with ideas is much better than cursing, no? ;) ) So my theory goes something like this:

The public has an opinion that the public transportation is inefficient --> hence, they buy their own transporation (motorbikes, cars, vans, etc) --> road becomes more congested --> public transportation becomes more inefficient

See? it's a vicious cycle of life. The problem is, the public would not suddenly change their opinions about public transportation unless the government makes the first move. So, let's assume that the government actually decides to add more buses and trains on the road, theoretically the situation would now be:

More public transportation on the road (increase frequency ) --> more people will use the public transportation --> less congestion on the road --> public transportation will be even more efficient cause there won't be so much jams, and they have more buses/trains

Like I said, it's just a theory. Might not work in real life. Plus, ths is like a simplified version of how it'll work anyways. But then again, with the global credit crunch....hmmmm.

Oh, while we were on the subject of cars, a friend of mine asked me yesterday, "Can you still drive a manual car?" and I was like, "No, I can't". And it makes me so sad to know that if I were given a manual car, I would not be able to drive it. LOL. So, I want to refresh my memory and try to re-learn how to drive a manual car. Plus, I think some guys look really good when they drive manual cars. Maybe I should find a boyfriend who drives a manual car. Hahahahahaha.

Alrighty then, enough ranting. I've gotta go out and face the traffic. Wait, I don't have the car today, so I don't have to drive! Awesome! =D

It just crossed my mind...

I was going through some old songs that I have, and I stumbled onto this song that I absolutely love. and it makes me sad to listen to it. It's called Stand Up As People by Lee Ryan (former member of Blue). This song is so relevant to the situation in our world now that it really touched a nerve. Take a listen to it.



Lee Ryan - Stand Up As People

All I hear is voices in the crowd,
They only whisper though they frown
People saying oh its such a shame
Still they only look to pass the blame

If we can find a way to work things out
The only way to start is to start now

Welcome to a better place, better place

When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people
When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people

Children always learn by what they see
So we gotta practice what we preach
Don't you know that's the game of life
That we abuse when we choose to fight

If we can find a way to work things out
The only way to start is to start now

When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people
When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people

I pray before I sleep at night (I pray, I pray)
And I wait to find a clear blue sky

When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people
When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people

When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people
When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people

When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people
When are we gonna stand up as people
Realize that as people we're all equal
We don't want no world war sequel
For the love of god think of the people

It's a nice song, but it's making me feel depressed now. Haih.