Hectic Hectic.

Listening to: Ruder by The GazettE

I don't know why Facebook is being so effed up right now, it's driving me up the wall. I'll try logging in again later.

Baby's feeling well already and I'm grateful for that. I've been such a worrywart for the past two days because of his condition. I knew you would be okay Baby. You're strong enough. You know I'm always here for you. I can't wait to see Baby soon, in about an hour's time. Missed you so much!


I completed the list of points for my Eng. Comp. research topic which is Euthanasia. Sad thing is, I wrote it down instead of typing it out on Word. I guess I'll have to do it later and then start studying for my Sociology exam which is tomorrow. I am so not gonna get an A for this subject. So much reading to do, so little time. After Socio, I would have to start reading up on my History, much to my dismay. After that would be my starting my essay on Free Speech for Inter. Comm.

After this hectic week I would be free from studying and doing coursework. For a limited time only, that is.

Baby's final exam is coming up. Do your best Baby, make it to Monash!

Bad Luck? Hmm..

Listening to: Itu Kamu by Estranged

Tuesday, 131009

I won tickets from Nuffnang to the premiere of Whiteout which was anything but good. The movie starred Kate Beckinsale. Don't get me wrong, she was hot (I prefer her to Megan Fox) and she played her part great but the plot was just terrible. I yawned throughout the whole movie despite it being a thriller. Probably the only eye-opening scene (for the guys of course) would be when she stripped down to her undies in her room and walked to the bathroom with her nipples poking out. Oh, and also when she bent over when the camera was facing her back. I would give the whole movie a rating of 4/10. Worst movie I've watched this year. Yes, Drag Me to Hell was better. At least I laughed a bit during the movie.

The mall was kind of empty, probably because it was a weekday. Then again, you never see Sunway Pyramid that empty during weekday nights.

Baby couldn't join me for the movie so I brought my sister along instead. I didn't know the movie was rated 18 PL but she managed to get in anyway. She's 12!

Emptyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Credits to Hannah. I still wish Baby could have went with me instead ):

The toilets were squeaky clean and, yes, emptyyyyyyyyy.

After the movie, came my stroke of bad luck for the next three days. It began with my dad's car's windscreen cracking while we were on the way back from Tropicana City Mall. It was at about 11 PM and he was driving at the speed of about 100 km/h. We were on the LDP, almost reaching the Kelana Jaya LRT station when the windscreen cracked right in the middle, and started spreading really quick. I froze on the spot. I could hear the glass cracking slowly and the tinier fragments of glass started dropping on my lap. My dad started going !@#$*^%#@*($#*$&^!. Everything was blurred out. I was just staring at the windscreen, fearing it would fall in a blink of an eye.

By the time we reached South Quay, a huge piece of glass dropped from the windscreen. My dad switched on the hazard lights and stopped at the side. He had no choice but to break the windscreen. And so he did. The process alone took about 45 minutes. People driving past slowed down to stare. It started to irritate me after quite some time. Once my dad was done breaking the glass, we got back into the car and this time I sat at the back seat with my sister. I covered my face with my sweater to prevent the tiny pieces of glass flying into my face, and also to prevent myself breathing in the crushed glass which is poisonous.

And oh, the next day I had college. How in the world was I to get someone to send me to college? I took me roughly about an hour to finally get someone to drop me off at college. I spammed almost all my MSN contacts. That's the way to do it!

And now time to study. Sociology is killing me. History is so much easier. My English Composition draft is due on Wednesday and I have not even chosen my topic. And lastly, my Interpersonal Communications essay on Free Speech which I have not started on and is due next Saturday, I think? Here I go.

On second thought I think I'll do all that later. A Goofy Movie is on the Disney Channel right now and I wanna watch it! Haven't watched it in yearsssssss since I was a lil' kid!

PS: I'm so glad you're feeling better baby. I have been worried about you the whole day. I even woke up sweating because I had a nightmare and you were in it. I know you'd get well soon baby. Ilysm.

Apology to Kylie Chong.

Listening to: Love Drunk by Boys Like Girls

I suppose I owe some people an apology related to the previous post: Kylie Chong and friends. I fear we have come across a very big misunderstanding here. I have already sent a message to you on Facebook as I do not have your phone number nor your MSN contact. But I think it would be better for me to make a public apology to you and your friends here.

I was not referring to you nor your friends which were at Starbucks the other day. Instead, the people who were in my head at the time were a bunch of SPM students making a hella lot of noise sitting at the table next to mine. They were gossiping and swearing the whole time they were there. Making me feel so agitated.

Which made me come up with that post.

Then again, there were some things I pointed out in my post which came from my point of view. To be honest, there was no need to flame me. Everybody has got their own views and opinions. If I was referring to you or your friends, Kylie, I would have talked about it a long time ago when I first saw you in Starbucks a few months back. I have got nothing against you and your friends studying/hanging out/going online at Starbucks, you get the picture.

In your blog I noticed that you made tons of sarcastic remarks about me not doing proper things at Starbucks and I was labeled as a wannabematurebimbo and was referred to as a katak bawah tempurung and I am so not shooting you back. I am sorry for talking about Starbucks. Do note that I was not flaming Starbucks in any way. I was just expressing my views regarding that bunch of noisy people. Zeke was there too when those students were polluting our ears. When we saw you and your friends there, I did not say a thing because I had nothing to comment about. He's my witness <3

About what you and your friends posted over at my cbox, I was so not stalking anybody. I've got better things to do. And I actually do have a right to comment, because it is my blog after all. Freedom of speech. Yes, it is none of my business. Because if I thought it is my business I would have walked up to those people and told them to shut the fuck up.

I hope you accept my apology as I am being very sincere about it. Frankly speaking I was pretty upset when I found out that you were flaming me over at your blog. But I decided to apologize because I did not state clearly in my blog who I was referring to.

Never in my life have I written something like this: an apologetic blog post or letter or whatever lah. Bottom line is, I can be a very sarcastic person myself but I choose not to this time because it is just pointless to do so. So please don't take this apology as a sarcastic 'shot' to you. I am not being sarcastic in any way.

Again, I am very sorry. And I do not use bombastic words. My vocab is not very wide.

Starbucks and.. Kids.

Listening to: Dramatic by YUKI

Every time I step into Starbucks, I notice that there's a fair amount of teenagers comfortably fiddling around with their laptops or studying. That's a sight I'm not so used to. Never in my five years of studying in secondary school have I actually studied in Starbucks, The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, etc. Besides the fact that there is *cough* no Starbucks in Kota Kemuning. For now, that is. The presence of college students in Starbucks is acceptable. Why? Because.. er.. it's just acceptable seeing college students wasting time in Starbucks!


Okay, so that was lame. But still, I don't get why secondary school students have to study in Starbucks. They could always study at home or go to a friend's house or study somewhere cheaper. Heck, I even studied at a mamak before. The most expensive food outlet I went to for a group study was McDonald's. And that was once. Most of the time I study at the school library or at home. During my secondary school days of course. Not now. Now I barely do study.

What annoys me is the huge number of these kids roaming the place. It would be so much more better if they would just shut the hell up. Those who are exceptionally quiet are those with their laptops/notebooks. Busy surfing the net or doing work. Those who are exceptionally noisy are those who tell their parents they're (kononnyer) studying when they're actually gossiping and wasting precious time in Starbucks. Not that I don't waste precious time but at least I don't gossip - as much as they do. When I say gossip, I am referring to girls. Since they make the most noise.

Annoyed as I am, I can't deny the change in culture as time goes by. Kids getting money from their rich parents to spend time in Starbucks is becoming a norm. Still, I guess things are just different among the community nowadays. Our lepak spots determine our social class. I lepak at mamaks, not Starbucks. I suppose you could guess which social class I belong to. Okay, that's just too much. Rich people can hang out at mamaks too, actually. But that's because their poor friends can't afford Starbucks (;

PS: I'm sorry for not being the person you want me to be. Please, let's just make the most out of each other.

PPS: People, don't ask me about the song I embedded onto my blog. I'm just feeling very in the 80s right now and it's been ages since I've listened to this song. Rock the 80s!

2012 Contest

Listening to: Nothing

2012 happens to be one of the movies I have been looking forward to watching ever since I saw the trailer.. uh.. last year? I think. Either late last year or early this year, I am not so sure. My dad is a fan of all these science fiction movies involving 'other-beings' and real historical evidence of these beings discovered by Zecharia Sitchin in his books. And now I've got the chance to not only win a pair of tickets to the premier screening of 2012 courtesy of Nuffnang, but I also get the chance to stay in Colombo for 4 days and 3 nights courtesy of www.2012.com.my. That's the grand prize of course.

I was reluctant to participate in this competition at first. I had to think of something that I would like to put in a Time Capsule to survive 2012's disaster. I had nothing in mind. While thinking about what I would like to preserve in the Time Capsule, I recalled myself in my college lift. I did not intend to overhear a girl's conversation but I did. I couldn't help it, the lift was so small. She was talking about her assignment for her Advertising subject- the object she decided to advertise were mooncakes.

And then I snapped back to the present. Why not? Keeping a mooncake (in my case, a quarter-eaten mooncake) in a Time Capsule for the next four years would remind me of my favorite Hong Kong TVB series, Moonlight Resonance. Ah, the gan jeong-ness rising within me when I watch Moonlight Resonance. If I open the Time Capsule in another four years and take a bite from the mooncake, I might just experience that feeling all over again.

I need to win this. I want to win this. I want to sit in an airplane -

-because the last time I did, I was a year-old. Hence, I can't remember a thing.

I Am Sho Exhausted.

Listening to: Supermassive Black Hole by Muse

Reasons as to why I did not update the past few days:

1. I was deprived of my sleep.

2. My PC is always occupied.

3. I've got too many things to talk about, therefore am unable to decide on what to post about.

I am contemplating on what I should blog about next, so keep checking in for updates.


PS: I just checked my e-mail inbox and received an e-mail from Nuffnang. I won a pair of invites to the premiere screening of Whiteout starring Kate Beckinsale at GSC Tropicana on 13/10 (9 PM) . I didn't expect it because I kinda crapped up the slogan but it's good I guess. Get to watch a free movie.

My Chances of Being a Multimilllionaire?

Listening to: One Time by Justin Bieber

Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 48%

You have a decent shot at being a multimillionaire. Surprised? You're confident and you aren't afraid to work hard. Keep it up!

What?! I expected 0%! I am so lazy and I procrastinate so often, I am shocked at the result. I bet Baby would score at least 60% for this quiz :p