Slim Shady's back

Today, 12th April 2010.
Nearly nine months since my last post.

Things have been going on pretty well. Nothing much has changed. Except for more junk in my room. More clothes shopped from Oxford's St. More posters sticked on my wall near my bedside. More scarfs bought. More bags. And recently I was into paper cups so I have been collecting them since my first semester. They are not just any typical paper cups where we use for parties or so. Pret A Manger (not available in Egypt nor in Malaysia,got it from UK), Starbucks, McDonald's KitKat Mcflurry which we can't get it Malaysia, small tin of Coca-Cola. Yeah. I find it cool but Mama doesn't agree with this idea. It's like collecting a massive pile of rubbish. I will soon enough throw them all away. I promise.

Tomorrow is predicted that our results will be out in the lecture halls. 12pm sharp must go to Lecture B. I'm getting to be really nervous. My mid sem result was like whaaa. Results aren't supposed to make us unhappy, sad, gloomy. They are supposed to motivate us aren't they. Just don't peek on anybody else's results. Search for my number, browse through the marks, keep the results printed in my mind and walkaway. No need to feel down. No need to be nosy asking people around about their results. RESULTS SHOULD MOTIVATE US. NOT DEMOTIVATE US.

" Failure is like an unwanted teacher; no one likes it. But if you want success, you must learn from it."
" If you've found something that you want, you fight for it - even when everyone tells you to give up."

rindu daa

Three papers to go.


I'm missing home.
I'm missing family.
I'm missing friends.

Penat juga.

So it's time to move out. Packed my stuff the whole evening yesterday. Everything. The clothes. The books. The food. And we found many old stuff that we used be entertaining ourselves with right when we first came here. It was so funny. One of the things that I found was my colourful notes I did for my First Sem. It was so pretty and neat, my writing. And I had this very thick notebook I used to jot things in. I couldn't believe it.! I actually compiled my notes for different subjects. How good was I. Compared to now, my writing has become like what we call cakar ayam. And my notes are less colorful. But it is a good thing though that my understanding for what I am learning is making sense to myself.

And guess what, I finally found the thing that I have been searching for the whole freaking year! It is my camera charger! Geez, penat mencari. Atlast, dapat juga benda alah tu. I straight away charged my camera battery as soon as my dodol found it. Thanks Dodol ;) You made my day. Really. Haha.

And this
It was specially given to me by our Landlord. How cute.

ACT 1.
Pakcik : Hey! Er, have you.....checked....your....bill? Compared the bill with the next door neighbour??? (Arab talking English punya cara)
ME : Er, no mista. Sorry.
Pakcik : Hm. Ok. Check after this.
(Ater a few days...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Have you checked?
ME : OH! I forgot.
Pakcik : Hm. OK. Check after this.
(After a few weeks...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : So?? How much is it?
ME : Eeek. Not yet check.
Pakcik : Why you always forgot???
ME : I have too many things going on in my mind sir. Too many things to think about.!
Pakcik : *geleng kapla* Go check. And tell me. For your own good.

ACT 2.
ME : Oh thank you for fixing it sir. I will give you tea someday.
(After a few days...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Where is my tea???
ME : OH yes! I will give you your tea. *senyum lebar*
Pakcik : Mesyi.
(After a few weeks...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : My tea????
ME : Ngeeeeeee. Yes Your tea. *senyum lebar lagi*
(After a long time...lepas balik kelas)
Pakcik : Eyh,! Tea???
ME : *senyum lebar sangat sangat sampai tak tersenyum*

Kesian Pakcik. Useless ME.

Setelah Sekian Lama.

Ring around the posie,
A pocket full of daisies,
A-tish-ooo,
A-tish-ooo,
We all fall down.

Cool enough, already?

Alas, less than 50 days to be pampered and cuddled and do stuff :)

After donkey years, freeeko managed to show off freeeko's OoooO!!! yes.mission is accomplished, said freeeko.

AniakokoK

Semalam I called You You tak answer,
You kata You keluar pergi dinner,
You kata You keluar dengan kawan You,
But when I call Tommy he said it wasn't true.
So I drove my car pergi Damansara,
Tommy kata maybe You tengok bola,
Tapi bila I sampai,
You...
You tak ada,
Lagilah I jadi gila.
So I called and called sampai You answer,
You kata 'Sorry Sayang tadi tak dengar',
'My phone was on silent',
'I was at the gym',
Tapi latar belakang suara perempuan lain.
Sudahlah Sayang, I don't believe You,
I've always known that Your words were never true,
Why am I with You?
I pun tak tahu.
No wonderlah my friends pun tak suka You.
So I guess that's the end of our story,
Akhir kata she accepted his apology,
Tapi last-last kita dapat tahu,
She was cheating too,
With her ex-boyfriend's bestfriend,

Tommy...

KANTOI.!!

Teruna&Dara

I just need half an hour break (or maybe an hour??) from all these wooooords.

And here I am, spilling out my thoughts in this 'high tech diary' also known as the blog.

My current needs...
1. A headbanging concert. So that I can headbang as hard as I can in the crowd. No one can say anything because they will be too busy headbanging and dancing like a drunken ass on the dancefloor. Tak kesah.Nak berdansa sahaja,kehendak saya.

2. Drum. I want to play this toy instrument that I can hit what that looks like a tong-milo with two batang kayu. I'll get an orgasm when listening to the sound produced by this toy. Thrill thrill weyyy.




3. Katak. I am in desperate need for katak. Katakkk, Katakkk... I have all that I need to put you to sleep my dear katakkk. But where have you gone hiding???



4. Kipas. For ventilation in my room? ...takpe rumah baru ada kipas...

5. Orang putih.Orang Cina.Orang India.Orang Negro. "Manyak cantik Lenglui, mana lu mau pigi..." "Inggeporingge...Ane!Roti canai une!" "Putu mayam putu mayam putu mayam..." "Old newspaper!Paper lama!Saukaukoci!*honk honk*" "Would you like a cup of English tea honey?"

6. Palestin to the rescue. I want to protect the dying lonely hungry poor kids whose parents might be killed by the Monsters.

Lipstik is not so bad. And Roti too. It's a good beginning of the day to start with for a medic student like me. Buka youtube (pronounced as yu-toob) cari lagu baru get down to business.
Am I out of my mind or what, I'm starting to develop a fancy like like feeling towards corak on kain batiks.chanteeeqq...