Paralympics n Olympics

this morning read the star, came to know that msia won a bronze medal tru powerlifter siow lee chan. *clap clap!*


hoo-hah frontpage material wif catchy line like POWER BRONZElifter in big big font..

lei zau siong..

it's featured at page 2 nia. cos nowadays definitely effortlessly got bigger n more shocking news. but nvmla she got 100k. not bad wor.


well act i got an unfinished entry abt olympics i wrote at sum bloody hot afternoon back then. but i din finish it long after the olympics so decided not to finish it anyway. like wat for rite.. posting super duper outdated entry takda feel la, jin beh syok.

hence the birth of this entry. at least those bits din go to waste kaka. see i'm gud at RECYCLING.... not only plastic bottles n papers.. hoho so proud of myself.


btw, i tot astro wil show bits of the paralympics... if not the event itself at least highlights of the events la or at least opening ceremony. so hook on to opening ceremonies since BEIJING OLYMPICS... absolutely flawless display of artsy bigsy performances.

i luv:

.. the opening where they countdown wif the beatings of those square drums.

.. 5 olympic rings was lifted from 2D to 3D.

.. scroll unfolds.

.. the dancers draw wif they body as they move gracefully.

.. the boxes shuffle to form the word 'he' n the youths pop out in the end.

.. the taichi mega circle .

.. the mega ship wif the mega oar.

.. those cute lil children sing.. it's kinda controversial... the super duper cute gal was act lip synching. n the poor gal who act sang was not chosen cos she's not cute enuf. aww... like so sad rite.. i think it's unhealthy.. to this lil gal who grow up wif this thing haunting her.. n to the entire image-obsessed society. so the best thing is.. let both gals take the centrestage tgt la keke.

.. that every athlete lent their footsteps to finish up the pc of drawing which was drawn bits by bits from the beginning.

.. the dramatic torchlighting.

.. the li yi xiao jie in the finest gowns.

.. zhang yi mou. luv him since the days of 'yi ge dou bu neng shao' up til 'hero' but lost respect to him when he caught the martial art fever, esp that golden glittery flashy cleavage-overloaded flick (forgot wat name).

all held in this jawdropping bird's nest. i'm not an architect, but after watching on tv how it was build.. i can say this is architecture brilliance!

all in all.. at this enourrrmous scale.. it's pure magic!!

this is wat a nation wif population of dunno how many billion can do when every1 unites!
n this is where my ancestors come from.. wo de zu guo.. *bangga bangga*

was glued to the tv everyday watching artistic then rhythmic gymnastics. dreamt to b a gymnast since i was a lil gal haha, graceful n yet full of thrills kan. mom say wil break bones wor. so i had to forget abt it when i aged n all i can manage is a yat zi ma.. boo. anyway i was soo attracted to the poise of nastia liukin.

n oso basketball!!.. only when either all star dream team usa or wo de zu guo china was playing. man it's ever so entertaining to see power lebron james up against yao ming.. whom the broadcaster described as a WALKING great wall of china. muahaha.

n of course following n supporting lee chong wei tru to the finals. chance for gold is quite slim la but i expect it to b like 21-19, 19-21, 21-19 which wud send my adrenaline pumping to the max fuyoh.

unfortunately it's not even close. lcw is fun to watch, consider moz talented n all rounded in my time, pandai 'yam' haha. but he's up against the dynamito.. lin dan! that cockiness. that perfect skillz. powerr gilerr. samo had to wear bicep-showing shortsleeves! wa *drools drools drools!*

but the fate of paralympics is not so gud. less sponsors. no live telecast, not even delayed. frankly, am i interested to watch any paralympic event? i dunno, nvr watch bfor. but 1 thing's for sure tho, there r no heartthrobs or superstars to attract viewership. *sigh* this is reality. hope that sum day they deserve more than this.

cuteness n stupidity

bsides BOREDOM, guess these r the nouns that pretty much wrap up my past week. eh~~ i act blog almoz on a weekly basis hehe.


oh n oso HAPPY MID AUTUMN FESTIVAL!!

suggested mom to cook asam laksa on this merry day. yalar it's bit of going against tradition but who cares, it's the semangat of tuen yuen that counts. n hor mom's buntut dah kembang teehee... cos her asam laksa tastes like those famous penang asam laksa che wah n wat's more.. it's so fishy! ah the beauty of homecook food... ZHENG.



let's get to the cutesy part.

1. wall.e=cute=sweet=lovey dovey

i luv the movie.. don reli care abt the msg, duh like i dunno! i wud've become an environmental campaigner had i not study pharmacy. wat strike me was the chemistry between wall.e n eve.

it's so simple! thumbs up for pixar AGAIN! n y'know wat.. u don need long witty dialogues to make the characters come to live! all those actions n gestures juz speak it all... even fire extinguisher can b a tool de amour kaka! n wth, even robots can b more romantic than ur bf. how la lidat.


2. my cousin- daniel. lil kids r alwiz cute but he's EXTRA cute. imagine a 3 yr old sneeze 'hah chee' n in a moz cutesiest tone, he said oh~ excuse me wif an innocent smile.

aww.. sooo amusing!!! aih make me wanna melt.

the manners, is wat's missing in many grown ups n the innocence, is wat's lost in every grown up. oh kids r juz so enlightening sumtimes...

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went to hkl for medical check up cos it's foc, cos my parents pay tax. smart consumer yeh i am. i tot i was even smarter to bring along a mag. n gee... it was my turn after i've read only 1 page! *surprise surprise.



stupidity

1. ms. nurse gave me a papan wif this shape.
apa ni?

then she brought me to a small room for eye check up. was told to close my left eye n read the alphabets on the board. so i used my HAND to cover my eyes.

ms. nurse: eh bukan guna tangan!! *wif the look that she's not seen such stupid ppl for a very long time*

ahhhh~~~ soh desu neh. so that's the function of that papan i was holding all this while. kakaka. i'm not blonde nor busty, y am i so stupid????


2. i peed into the 2 bottles. tighten the cap. shait! i haven't fill up my name. aikks writing ur name on a cylindrical surface which may b contaminated by ur own urine was juz arrgghh!


3. primary skool fren ajak me to have tea, literally. after calling n searching, his car was finally at my doorstep. i saw his car, waved n open the grill door. then i continued watching a taiwanese entertainment show.


......................

20 mins passed.

ya he called. n at that very moment i realised... ALAMAK! so there's a miscommunication.. or rather.. my stupidity. i was expecting my fren to COME IN my house for tea haha n i juz din care y he hadn't come in all this while.. i was juz glued to the tv show.

n for that 20 mins, 1st he tot i was changing. but wth changing won take THAT long.. takkan i put on makeup rite.. so he tot i muz b having a shower, since he knew i damn muka tembok can let fren wait lidat haha.

finally he lost his patience at the 20th min his bladder was on the brink of BURSTING. i think he reli wan to bang his head on the stering when i said i was act watching tv show while waiting him to come in. WAKAKA.


aiyoyo... i grow fungus at home. lost touch wif msian culture. lack exposure to buzzling life of kl. lack the communication wif ppl. see i forgot that have tea wif fren act means GO OUT n have tea wif fren.


anyway no matter how stupid i've become, given the scenario of a yong soi lou who label chinese akin to jewish, a reporter who reports that, an MP n a blogger, at least i can stil tell who shud b thrown to ISA detention. now who's threatening racial harmony? n who's being more stupid? *a big sigh*

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BOREDOM is like poison. it slows ur organs' function. it burns ur neurones. it numbs ur senses. it took away my COMMON SENSE.

man i'm alwiz afraid to come back to this state of life... mundane, powerless. i got no money no car no full control in life. i'll go berserk depressed jaded! HELP! ya whining patheticly like a loser that's all i know. LOoooSER!


916: wil the government change? i hope. sum batchmates wil start work, i wish them luck. more badminton session wif neng, but she's back to taiwan. more steamboat session wif secondary skool frens, but they r bz. anyhow theres' stil many things to look forward to.

i shall b a motivated person tmrw=)

rainy saturday n the tale of luen mou lin

gloomy, lazy n stil sick. after back in kl, i alwiz feel BLOATED, itchy n sleepy. n on the 4th week, my immune system kena k.0-ed by flu bug. been healthy truout a yr abroad, but shui tu bu fu in my own country?!.. how farnee is that ~issh~


dear's opinion: i've been eating frozen, almoz expired or expired food for a yr n suddenly now i'm eating nice fresh food, my GI system has a hard time adapting... ya rite.
i think: cos i din bring back glasgow's yummy water to campur wif kl water... HA-HA. (my fren once told me that drinking the mixture is the way to cure shui tu bu fu, like.. R U SERIOUS??!!).


i blog today for a sole purpose - to keep me from sleeping (got up at 12pm sleep again at 3pm) keke. yalar i reli got nth better to do in life. arrgghh damn sien lo! THEN..
i rmb a request by minti3n, that name who unintentionally cause so many confusions n jokes. here's his comment on my previous previous post... ei show one picture of your new image :P


dang! it juz hit me that i'm such a LOUSY blogger!

moz bloggers have photos for EVERY lil detail, it's like they already have the entire blogpost in their mind the moment they start to take those shots! n they have a topic to write cos their life is so eventful. *salute salute. see..

1. usually, there's not even 1 miserable photo in my post, cos:

a) LAZY.. adding photos is damn ma fan! slows me down n wastes my time.

b) i juz feel very kekok taking pics of myself.

i shy shy camwhoring is defly not my kinda thing y'know. that oso explain y am i so impatient when i c ppl spending soo much time taking pics wif the SAME damn background. wat for??!!
i reli don understand lo! like how kim hoe n darren can nvr understand y v go toilet every half hr in amsterdam wakaka...


2. usually, i don have a clear point on wat i wan to write. so the beginning of my post may not b related to the ending of my post. sumtimes i read back i like to add in bits that i forgot.. cos i luv to rmb those lil details in life. randomness, i like=) alas it turns out to b another cheong hei rojak post.


ok ok watever, back to tien's request.


here's a story.


Once upon a time, there's a short hair gal called luen mou lin who had several encounters where ppl mistaken her as a BOY! my gudness. but can't blame those lao hua uncle auntie cos she's got no big boobs to prove them wrong wth. when she finished secondary skool she decided to keep long hair. however those unruly frizzy long hair failed to boost her feminity, it's only gud as a low grade broom. *sigh*

1 day she was introduced to rebonding n holy shait, it worked wonders! yeh whoever who created this thing called rebonding, THANK U! u saved luen mou lin from the days of siu fong fong-in-her-80's!! ppl.. don u dare laugh at luen mou lin again muahaha.


well yrs later, she got tired of flat straight hair. n now, luen mou lin is back to being luen mou lin again!... wif bigger n puffier curls. woohoo.


-THE END-


ta-dah!




shan, u say u din get to c the bear bouquet, here's it. keke... cute kan? i bought it from shan's auntie, cos v dah fren sangat after 19 days of touring tgt kaka... the moz sampat florist i've ever known. oiii this sound so advertorial... i shud b paid for this man!!



wif a level ji muis at pavillion.

i have 3 similar photos here. it's bcos i wan u to look at them, stare at them, NEH~ these r those naughty fan cheongs who laugh at luen mou lin 1 lo. so bad hor...








n bfor that i alwiz wonder y my curls r so messy n out of place. yalar those frizz r inborn 1, i know i can't have smooth silky sleek hair, that's oredi a fact that i can't bother to change. even s'teng was curious how come my curls turn out to b so different. notice that 2 big SPRINGS hanging there??

after sum discussions wif pfong n guys, mystery solved. *jeng jeng* the reason lies in the way i make my hair everyday after i shower!! i tot, to maintain those curls i need to twist them wif my lil finger. so i TWIST vigorously, hence the 2 big springs wakaka! all i need to do is simply crunch my hair, not twist wif fingers for god's sake. muahaha... sumtimes i can b very stupid.

hmm does the word crunch even exist. i assume it does, cudn't bother to check dicitonary.


=luenmouLin=

so called interview

it has to be situated at the vicinity of dataran merdeka.
it has to fall on 28th aug, 3 days bfor our national day.

that's wat i'm in for... hari kemerdekaan REHEARSAL = roadS CLOSURE = JAM!!!

the route cudn't work as planned, trapped in a massive jam, daughter may b late for a job interview, search desperately for alternative route, this.. was wat my dad felt when he saw the 4 orange cones blocking the damn road which he totally din foresee.. super BEK CHEK!!!

yeh was late for 20 mins, but luckily it's nth.

moz batchmates who had gone tru the interviews gave the same remark.. juz go in n chat only la.. wa seh like damn relaxed.

ahhh hrs past... damn... i juz hate to wait.
the more i wait, the more nervous n restless i got!

hence i've accumulated heaps of nerves truout the 4 hrs or more. my chill attitude don apply to such occasions?! wat.. my confidence n self-esteem r diminishing?

then su ann came out.. MY TURN!! gosh... my nerves got up to my throat the moment i open the door n greet the interviewers. man the environment inside was soo tense. i dunno it's bcos of me or the 2 non-smiling interviewers.

'chuen' lady interviewer: apa no. ic?
me: lapan lima........

'chuen' lady interviewer: KUAT SIKIT!! *in a stern voice*
me: hah... *stunned for awhile*

wei i din c that coming lo, everybody bfor this said CHAT only! tot they shud b nice n frenly. NO... she's not!!! eh don scare ppl lidat can anot... my 1st job interview leh, have sum mercy pls!

then... i forgot it's bfor or during my introduction... i was suddenly told to STAND UP. as if there's not enuf to scare the shit out of me, i was told to TURN AROUND.

oiii apa ni? this is not auditioning for malaysian dreamgirls ok! i don need to turnaround for u to c my uninteresting figure n stats.

OMG that means there muz b sth so SALAH wif me!!

i had no choice but to stand up. i was like.. turnaround?.. shait.. did i stain my pants? n at that moment did i realise sth.

c, my shirt was tucked into my pants nicely. but bcos the cutting is bit short, so when i sit, the tucked in-part of my shirt was pulled out unintentionally.
she act noticed that!! my gawd!! wat sharp eyes she got.

so when i was told to stand, the tuck-in part of my shirt naughtily slipped out of my pants, as if i din tuck in my shirt at all. this is BAD impression, i don wan to b commented as tak sopan or tak senonoh or watever. i simply tucked in sum bits of my shirt wif my fingers. *while showing an embarassed smile*

well she din say a word.. but i pretty much think this is my mistake la. takkan she fancy my butt rite? n hor bfor tat she mentioned that peiling's baju kurung is the proper attire for interview.

anyway my panic attack was in full mode dah. i muster all the energy i got to SUPPRESS it, act cool je la. seriously the panic attack had burnt out many neurones in my brain. i can't explain my final yr research project fluently even in english!! was desperately stringing the key words blindly into sentences. drug disscovery. virtual screening. anti-inflammatory drugs. MAPK pathway. MEK1 inhibitor. woosh wat a hard time i had!

nx Q was wat do i think abt recreational drugs.. glad that it's not a difficult question. managed to answer it wif my pathetic vocab ability. i warm myself up. this leads to the nx question... how do v stop ppl from taking those recreational drugs? unexpectedly i gave them the kinda answer that soothes their ear, yee juz when i tot it's juz typical essay style answers. having said that, they hoped that i'm willing to serve in rural areas where ppl r deprived of basic healthcare education. *how stupid of me to lead them to this part of the converstion!!* gosh afterwhich i made another heroic statement which pleased them so much they praised me it was the 1st time they heard such answer!

wait... i answered entirely w/o my mind filtering wat i was saying. man i myself think that for that moment i reli mean it.. i sound so sincere! like whoa... i can b so noble actually! i reli don mind to go to those ulu places? but i tot all the while i wan to b in kl n nowhere else?! man am i producing these answers juz bcos i was under pressure n my brain was not able to function properly n i'm juz a hypocrit who wans to impress.. i used to loathe hypocrite n wth... i may b juz 1 of them! my my... which is me? honest or hypocrit? suddenly i got this identity crisis.

end of interview. surprisingly my session was shorter. anyway juz rite after i stepped out of the room, RELIEF! i can no longer hold on the panick attack that i've suppressed, while my inner self was battling, cos i dunno which is me, plus hormones raging...

huuuuuuuu i'm going to sabah! my tears juz spilled out, in front of my batchmates!! don ask me y.. it's juz complicated. haha i think i frightened peiling cos she yelled for edmond while comforting me. wa damn sia sueh lo! y do i have to do such embarrasing thing?

it's nth to cry for.. it's juz a so-called interview... it's juz a formality... v were pretty sure to work for government watever it may be... y do i succumb to such emotions... dang!!! i have very low EQ lo. control, gal... CONTROL!

haih....
hahaha...
i'm all calm n peaceful now.. when i looked back at wat happened this morning... i reli had a gud laugh... i damn stupid sumtimes la.


=PMSPenny=

lee chong wei

yoohoo!! MALAYSIA's 1st ever olympic SILVER medallist in men's badminton singles!!
like fuyoh, his historical y'know, not an abc feat where any ali ah kau or muthu can achieve.

but it's so sad to c how he's being USED. it's juz cheap n dirty.

pity this guy. he's back to his home soil.. at the wrong time. hope he can b back to his family n get a gudnite's sleep.

update on my life.. back in kl for 17 days..

my lifestyle for these past 2 weeks was like an apple.. left to rot.. at home. when there's only me rotting, i'll go.. man i gotta get out of this place! but when there r 2 fella rotting tgt (me n bro), getting all crappy n lame, when u feel the scorching sun out there, when ur kaki s r working or not in kl, when u look at the toyota that u can't get it moving.. ok better rot at home!

17 days... n look wat i've done!


CHANGE HAIRSTYLE

.. after a yr of crappy hair.. *life as a poor student in glasgow hoho. i've permed my hair but it's frizzy n the curls r all out of place cos i seriously dunno how to maintain lo! y can i nvr wake up to a gud hair day?? y my hair can nvr look like a celebrity other than siu fong fong in her 80's??

FACIAL

i looked like indonesian maid when i touched down klia. to all indonesian maids i'm not being derogatory here, juz to associate myself wif dark complexion n skinny. huh sterotyping! bad me! haha gone too far, juz wanna say that i went for a facial. lin-sama went for a facial! like.. whoa! it did make my face feel better seriously, albeit not looking better.

ANYWAY

i'm juz getting used to it. i've nvr reli look gud n dress gud truout my alevel n imu n strathclyde days. alwiz rush to class w/o even brushing my teeth n scrubbing my face properly, w/o combing my hair, simply put on any shirt n pants which i manage to grab in a sea of jumbled cloths, forget to look into the mirror when i get out. OMG!!! y am i like this?? when can i learn to b more ladylike??

##i'm sry to my classmates n batchmates, if i look so bad n became an eyesore that kill ur mood for a luvly morning, i sincerely apologize here.##


SHOPPING

i've went to jaya jusco, carrefour, times square, pavillion, gardens mid valley, each once.


WATCH MOVIE

i've only watched 1 movie-the Dark Knight. salute Heath Ledger, he's got himself adsorbed into Joker.. "Y SO SERIOUS?" eeks so creepy but u can't help but sympatize him for his traumatic past at the same time. superhero movies nowadays r no more saving damsel in distress, they r deep, n there r certain elements that u can identify wif. this is 1 cool superhero movie hey! but need to watch again to grasp more of it cos it's too long, mind went blank sumtimes.


COUCH POTATO

been tortured by the lack of variety n creativity wif national tv until 8TV came along. n then there's this luxury called astro that i've deprived of all these yrs. my parents act pasang astro AFTER i graduate n kononnya they say it's bcos they wan to watch olympic's live telecast. anyway now that i have all the time in the world, if being a couch potato is sth u'll get paid for, i millionaire dah! watch all the live olympics events n browse tru all the channels until cock-eyed. watch gao gao, damn siao!

i even make sure i don miss any episode of tong sam fong bou tho i've oredi watched it in glasgow. dak dak dei is so cute! chung ka yan is sooo likeable... damn jealous lo so pretty adi summore got long legs summore look gud in formal wear summore can act! wa unfair!


##thanks daddy n mommy, luckily u guys can tahan the temptation to pasang astro for so many yrs, if not i reli can't get ANY of my assignment done.##

PACK MY ROOM

i dunno where to start. there r clothes everywhere, accesories from big to small scattering here n there. n if u r to barge into my room, u'll b punished by stepping on 1 of my earrings that hurt u so bad u'll cry for mommy. c, i don have the rite furnitures to start wif. i need a rack so instead of sweeping everything under the carpet, i can shove it all in the rack n slam the door shut n say bye bye to mess nyeh nyeh nyeh. waiting for any1 willing to fetch me to ikea. *hint hint

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OMG! such himono-onna-ness... sheez!


ok ENUF! i've lazed too much until my backbone crooked. sagittarian in me... unleashed!!!
i'm gonna live a better tmrw, n of course, get outta the house n straighten my backbone.

i'll blog abt olympics, blog abt how i miss glasgow, sort out photos of previous trips, get my travelogue going n b a better person. haha these r sum reminders for myself.. cos i'm even lazy to on my comp now. i sleep til 12pm almoz everyday n lie on the sofa moz of the time n stil don feel fresh. save me!

of 1 lousy morning, an apology n a stressful event

got up at 8.30am today. huh? n wat's more, i don even need my freaking alarm clock wif the wake-the-whole-kampung-up-except-me ringtone. that's WAY too strange for anybody who knows me well.


ok it's the damn electricity cut. the fan went off out of a sudden n my hypothalamus sensed a rise in temperature n send sum impulse to my brain to wake me up so that i can get out of my sauna-ish pigsty in time. to put simply, i'm a heat-sensitive person.

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n i guess there's this thing in my genes, my temper wil flare n anxiety wil strike for no reason when it gets HOT n STUFFY! i can't stand even the tiniest weeniest silliest kinda mistake.


then i grumble n nag like a post-menopausal auntie wif sagging boobs wth.

yes, there were victims, few of them. since i'm writing this, i wan to say SORRY guys. n esp U, SORRY. i think this fella is not interested in reading my blog. serves this fella rite, cos i damn ego to say it once more. here's it!

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anyway life become so meaningless w/o electricity. LOST! i was. walk to the tv set only to realise the tv won work. get my laptop, thinking that i can blog abt it only to realise that the batt was not charged. wanted to call sumbody but it's too early to do so. wanted to read newspapers but the natural light source was not bright enuf. oiii wat can i do??!! damn mou liu. it's not a gud thing when ur life is TOO dependent on sth, but y'know, it's ELECTRICITY. *sigh*


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ytrday went to that fella's popo's bday. alamak damn gan jiong bfor attending THE occasion. well to many ppl it's nth much to stress abt, it's not even blogworthy. not that i wan to strike an impression of a prim n proper guai guai lui or wat, juz wan to keep mistakes down to a zero. but hey, i don sound likeable, i don look likeable n i don behave likeably, this quite an uphill task ok!!

jeng jeng jeng... the time came n i was in the restaurant. i forgot did i even call po po. damn a lot of ppl stress kao kao... i juz stretch my lips sideways to the max heeeeee=) b polite ma.. heeeeee=)

n of course shut my mouth so i won risk saying anything wrong. since i have a bad habit of blurting out sum words out of nowhere that wil offend ppl w/o me knowing it.. gone case.

it's quite uneasy at 1st... i look at the ceiling i look left look rite finding a sight that i can rest my eyes on.. i fidget a bit... finding a sitting position that i'm comfortable wif... play wif my fingers a bit...

then i rest my eyes on the uncle to my rite... HUH omg!! UNCLE!! wahpiang i nvr realise uncle (that fella's dad)is sitting RITE BSIDE ME ALL THE TIME. i quickly turned to him n greeted, hi uncle, giggling like mad at the same time. not funny meh?!
oh wait... shait! i was giggling like mad! now that i think of it i can c a cloud popping out from uncle's head..


this is not gud.


anyway thank god the food was served n that's when i can channel all my attn on food which means, less stress. i eat n eat n eat like nobody's business. 8 or 9 course later, v called it a day.

mommy n daddy, u both have groomed me well since i was a baby, juz that i'm not that kinda material sum times. hope i don sat lai u guys in front of other ppl.


=fidgetyFiona=

pain in the arse

teehee... 2 entries in a row. sheez i muz have missed blogging so much. *bliss.

it's a great day at isle of cumbrae... a tiny island wif nth much to do. it's so damn tiny that u can cover the entire island by cycling around for 4 hrs which include many LONG photostops. by long i mean VERY LONG. y? cos there r few leceh aunties camwhoring perfectionistas in da house.
thank gudness i'm cool wif that today hehe. cos i'm reli chilling myself out in the beautiful sceneries. mountains n sea... typical scottish sceneries but stil luvly. *post photos later.

but wth... i got a seriously uncomfortable bike!! i need to slouch a lot until my back ached n omg i reli pity my fleshless butt. anyway 2 hrs riding a bike is sweet. 3 hrs... tiring. 4 hrs... that's killing me!!

treated myself to dinner at rumours again. curry mee again. hohoho. my frens may not agree but after trying out so many curry mee in msia, judging the tasty har-mai aroma n the rich coconut cream plus the accompaniments... rumour's curry mee can chin-chai beat many curry mee in KL! too bad it lacks the bit of spiciness-oomph for my stds.

so i think the best is stil in taiping n kuala sepatang!! omg when's cny??

i need to pack a bit. but i reli dread to have another p&s session again. cos i have lotsa stuff scattering here n there. n of course... it's hard to think that i'm leaving scotland in 3 days' time. sad isn't it? cos i grew to luv this place more each day. the water. the air. tho not the ppl n not the food la. *sobs*

very complicated feeling. only avril lavigne can understand. cos an hr ago in the previous post i was happy of going back to my food paradise n few mins ago i was talking abt going to perak for n now i damn berat hati to leave glasgow. how la u tell me...!!!
ah beauty sleep 1st.


watever izzit... it's reli pain in MY arse now. i mean it! literally.

WEEee rhapodisiac's BACK!!!

... after a long hibernation. well y during the summer? cos she's ain't a polar bear! ok. HA-HA-HA.

gee feels so gud to blog again. that means i finally have the LUXURY to sit in front of the comp to type a bunch of crap.. to watch hotaru no hikari (it's so damn HILARIOUS wakaka! n tengmuzhiren n the oh-so-sweet ayase haruka r such tyummy eye candys!). gosh when lin-sama calls that a LUXURY, she muz have been away from a place she calls HOME for like a decade!!

indeed... i've gone tru the craziest travel-thon EvER since my final paper.

1. spain + portugal. back to glasgow. pack & shift.

2. italy. back to glasgow. p&s.

3. ireland. back to glasgow. p&s.

4. parents come. jln-jln bit of scotland.

5. convo. p&s

6. cosmos tour to 6 countries in 13 days (WTH!!!). truely nomadic lifestyle.

7. london. back to glasgow.

8. st. andrews

9. scottish highland tour.

this is MADNESS!!! do sum math wif the miles i've travelled n oso the number of p&s.. siao!!!

in such a short time i've been to many places. i reli appreciate it.. considering how lucky n privileged of me to have done so at a young age. of course, much thanx to daddy n mommy. i've seen a lot. learnt a lot. n enjoyed a whole lot more.

haha in the near future... rhapsodisiac is gonna turn to a travelogue.. sounds cool eh! stay tune.

anyway the travelling plus the p&s from room to room block to block had taken a toll on me. omg y can't my contract wif james blyth court last forever?! tired is not reli the word. i guess exhausted describes my condition better. i look so horrible now.

bad n dark apuneneh complexion! frizzy fuzzy messy hair wif yucky split ends!

wth i look like indonesian maid now. how now brown cow....
how i wish i'm rich enuf to treat myself to a luxurious spa n expensive hair treatment.

not only that. i have developed a sense of disliking towards certain stuff.

1. no more hostel pls. i wan comfortable hot shower n clean bed. may all bed bugs b sent to hell.

2. i cannot stand bus or train or watever ride more than an hr. ahhhh.... it's reli pain in the arse!!!

3. my stomach wil selectively reject foods like breads, croissants, fried stuff, McD, burgers, cold ham, n last but not least
CHIPS!!! i hereby declare i HATE french fries!!! i'm sick sick sick of them!!!

anyway 30th july wil b the day i step on the soil of FOOD PARADISE again. asam laksa!! cheerios=)


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Yes I did it!

yoohoo!

yeh yeh yeh!

yes yes yes!

i can go on wif all sorta screams of relief n joy la dee da=)

wat a day. it's 4 sth n piercing screams filled thruout the G7. v all make it!

i'm so glad i achieved wat i aimed for. merit wahaha!!! bfor that when i was doing a 1 week crashcourse in the study break, i say that if i don do well i wanna bang my head on great wall of china cos i put myself in this shit. i don need to do that now hohoho.

i juz called mommy. alamak. bfor calling i feel like crying adi. u know y i was thinking abt picking my parents up at glasgow international airport cos they'll b attending my convo... thinking abt my whole family n my extended family all pegi studio take studio photo wif me wearing the robe mortar board, holding a scroll n every1 smiling wide open. cheese=) then i'll have this beautiful portrait hanging on the wall of my house.. n then few yrs down the road another similar portrait wif my bro being the 1 in the robe mortar board wif the scroll. awwwww...

when i talked to mommy n she congratulated me n she said she juz messaged my sam ku lok poh sok pak heng tai to convey this gud news... i juz.... huuuu.... i cried. teehee allow me to b emo for a sec...

it's like walking down this long winding path called education. i've hiked up the last stop called university n i've accomplished it. now my parents can fly all the way to uk to c me wearing a robe n receiving a scroll. sharing wif them such pride n honour... wow! n i can tell daddy that's like the best ever investment he had made, using the money for my education instead of a big bungalow. u say la how can i hold back my tears.

i've worried the shit out of my research project. if only u can rmb the emo post on my research project. so pissed wif myself. i was a greedy person n yes i dreamt of getting distinction wa like so cool lidat. dream la can anot i'm sure every1 wans to get high marks 1 ok. the moment i pass up my pharmcare i knew i screw bit of it n then the moment i pass up my research project, i knew it's as gud as gone.

i left all researching n understanding n writing in 1 week, risking the subject which carries the most weightage in this degree! w/o editing samo! it's like handing in a hastely produced 1st draft to the supervisor thinking that the devil was blind n wud b foolish enuf to give me gud marks wth! i had nitemares abt it that i rmb vaguely by now.

then 2nd time, worried the shit out of my cpp. i left at least blanks which worth at least 15 marks n answer others like crap. then a lot of WAT IFs crept into my mind that i was pretty down n stressed out that time, i'm sure moz of us felt that way after the freaking scary cpp paper.

then that day when i was having a great time in spain, in a cold barcelona hostel (wth no blanket samo), i juz had to dreamt that i failed my research project when every1 else passed. it was SOOO REAL in the dream that i instantly felt so lost in my life! thinking that i've let myself n my parents down, the frustration was so intense that i cudn't take it. then suddenly i woke up, gosh i heaved a sigh of great relief n almoz broke into tears cos IT'S JUZ A DREAM. OMG! damn scary wei. how can it b so real??!!

then check status for viva. i got a 'no'. so i pretty much confirm i pass cpp. hurray! after that i got greedy. i'm not satisfied wif a pass to b frank. yes i wan a merit. n then on 4th june i reli got a merit. wahaha! thanx whoever up there who has been watching me all this while n help me sail tru all major examinations in my life even when i've not been a gud gal. i'm very thankful, reli, if only u read my blog.

n of course i've nvr been happier knowing that 2 fella close to me got a distinction. 1 paranoid fella who nvr had much luck in life n 1 fella who worried sick of failing cpp that v sia2 waste our saliva comforting her. hahaha... congrats! i wil nvr forget that hug n the tears of joy.

of course a pat on my shoulder too. hee hee....

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