Happy Birthday To MEEE!

22! It finally happened! Thank you to all of you who wished me happy birthday! I never thought I'd get so much SMSes. I seriously don't, being the social recluse I am. So thank you. :'>

The day of the birthday itself, (April 22nd, 2009, Wednesday) I had an assignment due and class, so I wasn't looking forward to anything fun. But I decided I don't wanna spend the rest of the day wandering the malls, so I bought cake and looked for company. Mary cooked dinner for me when I came over with cake.





It's a Royal Choice chocolate cake. Vety unlike me, isn't it? I won't be having cheesecake this year, since Khaye and Mary can't eat cheese (Aren't I thoughtful??). I'll just buy the cheesecake later hehehe.
Someone couldn't stop snapping, that's how weird pictures like this came about.



xD Fun, fun. Thanks Khaye and Mary for hosting. Thanks Caroline for the pressie! :D

When I got home, I went back down again to check my mailbox, and see what was scrunched up in there!!

It actually arrived!



Hahahahaha! Oh Sammy you surprise me!

And look, it even came with a handwritten letter! And in pencil! Hhahahaha! There's no competition who has the better handwriting here XD.


The fridge it went!


So what was the treasure inside?

LOVEHOLIC 2!!!

I've been waiting for it for two months, but it didn't seem to be due on Malaysian shores, so I asked dear Sammy to get it for me. I read it on the same night of course. Aaah, what a perfect ending to a great day! xD

Looking forward to my get together this Saturday. Don't be late!!

Ta'ra!

p/s shi-gatsu ni ju ni nichi ni, ni ju ni sai ni narimashtak!

Decluttering of Mind and House.

Hello. Before I forgot, a couple of pictures from Penang. This was just in front of the guest house area we stayed in. This building is not it. It's a bistro of the guest house, but I have never actually seen any food there. We're happy here because it was time to go home! whee!

Well, I did say we were going to a wedding.

I went to Putrajaya for a sightseeing tour yesterday, since this is West's first time in KL. He treated all my meals, so it was good hehehehe. I brought Khaye and Mary along for the ride.



It was a hot day, too.


We had some drinks afterwards before going back to Puchong. West and I had dinner at Burger King KLCC, later tea at Dome Lot 10 (Yes, Totchi, the same one). While we were at KLCC I just had to buy a Junjou Romantica anime illustration book. I had to you see. The incredible thing was, the book on itself cost 69.60, but it had a 20% off tag for a purchase of anything else. I had forgotten about it when I grabbed a magazine from the rack, and a small letter set. The final total? 69.70!!! Only 10 cent more than what the book originally cost, plus a magazine and a letter set! I love savings! Don't you?? XD

In the process I found what I want to do for my thesis. It finally clicked inside me. I'm happy ^_^.

Today I originally planned to do my assignment, homework, and clean the house. But last night, as I was going to bed, I found got a nagging to go to Amcorp Mall to get some English cotton for raya. But I also found out that Junjou Romantica 9 were released (supposedly) April 1st and I forgot all about it! And it's already the 19th! So I had to go and check it out first. Dissapointingly, it was not there yet, as usual. I'll check back in a few days. But I didn't go to Amcorp Mall. The nagging feeling had gone. I'll go on Tuesday or something. Even if I am not cleaning today, I shall do some de-cluttering. Indeed, less is more.

Ta'ra!

Farewell Party

Last Friday we had a class farewell party. It was held at a friend's apartment at good ol Sutramas. This is the cake I brought. Which turned out to be one of three cakes of the night. But of course, since I was the one who said I will bring the official cake, it was the prettiest and tatsiest xD. Seriously, my cake was gone by the end of the night. I didn't know dark chocolate cake was that good. I thought if it was that good, I might order one for my birthday. The official cake, that is, since some of my guests can't eat cheese. Sighs. The party was a potluck event, so people brought food as they come. But some people put their money together and got tomato rice (which was nice, btw) and some chicken. Chicken was the only meat we all agreed on. Of couse, there were lots of picture taking in the middle of the eating. Seriously. I couldn't very much enjoyed my food like that you know.

We played games too. This one where I had to act out a scene where I caught my husband cheating on me with another girl. Caroline played my husband, btw XD. The guy, Ahmad (who, after two girls had to leave early, were sitting in as one of the girls) plays the 'other girl' of course.
And yeah...who would want to argue with a girl like that anyway? I mean look at his - her hair! Good fun all around. After that, when he got a turn, he had to 'dance like a snake'. He said to pardon him since he has never seen a snake before, since he's from Maldives. But he was funny as heck! Was a fun night. We ended the party with a gift exchange ceremony. We all had to bring a gift to exchange with people, depending on the name we got.
My camera ran out of battery before it got to my turn.



This guy is quite kesian. He got a musical jewellry box hahahaha. But he could always use it for his own colection of jewelry hehehehehe. I got a picture frame (very expected) but I gave a bath towel and well, it was nice and practical and long lasting and most importantly, easy to pack! Since everyone moves away soon.


I made my way home at five past midnight. No traffic along the way, that is until I got to Bukit Bintang. Friday night, after all. But, fun party. Liked the fun, don't miss the people. XD
Ta'ra!
Ps I'm watching Mulan in Spanish. Hilarity.

Of Mileage and Homeworks

I woke up feeling pretty good today. I finished (most) of my accumulated Shukudai for my Japanese class tonight last night so until my friends' assignment parts arrive later tonight, I pretty much have nothing to do but relax.

...Not!

I woke up feeling good because now I have time to do chores. My dad and bro are coming back from Thailand tomorrow and I have to somehow clean up a little. I don't like cleaning up on a weekday because I'm busy, but at least I could iron his shirt and fold some laundry, which has been accumulating too. At the same time I have to refill Kurohime today because her mileage is less than 9km and the orange light at the E side of the tank meter had light up. I wanted to fill her up as I was going through Bangsar yesterday but I missed the very well hidden Shell station along the way. And now guess what I'm doing. That's right! Look up petrol station locations online!

They are sorted by postcodes, and of course, there isn't one directly in the area. I looked at nearby postcodes and the closest ones are in Brickfields. But if I go through Pudu there is a Petronas long before I reach KL Sentral (postcode unknown). I will definitely go there some time today, after I fold some laundry. At this rate, Kurohime would die out before I even get outside of KL. I am partial towards Shell because I can swipe my credit card and fill er up full. And somehow Shell gives more mileage. I don't know. I'm Sarawakian. I can't not be partial towards Shell.

Our Monday class has reached it's final class because our lecturer wants to go to Canada to watch the Avril Lavigne concert. He's...not young, is fat and nerdy. Judge by yourself.

I always felt kinda guilty for not submitting my shukudais class after class. Sensei doesn't say it, but I know she keeps tabs on submitted homework. She used to ask me about my unsubmitted shukudais but not anymore, because I will always eventually submit them altogether. I kinda like keeping those shukudais as exam practice questions, because I tend to forget what we learned earlier in the course :D.

Anyway, I need to put up a listof things to be done in the week. I should write it in Japanese, cause it's annoying having people know what you're up to the rest of the week.

I bought a new cup at the newly-opened Daiso in IOI Mall. It's nice xD. All round and flat.

And it holds 1/2 cup more tea than my usual pink cup.

Ta'ra!

Tambi, Tambi

Tambies will be the death of me, I'm sure. I had the most disasterous presentation yesterday- even more traumatizing than the marketing group assignment I had in Swinburne. I hate it when these things happen because I have no control over the group and the assignment's content. I am a perfectionist when it comes to my assignments. If I the group leader, have no total comprehension of the whole assignment, I would not like me to be leader too. I have been leader to all my groups ever since I started university life, and it has become second nature to me. Yet I wonder if it made me a control freak. So far those people who have complained about me being 'autocratic' are those idiots who are clueless about their own material, who settled for the mediocre just to get the job done.

I do not like mediocrity. I want greatness.

When I lead, my principle is that people are not stupid. Those who do not perform are just plain lazy. They will give you a whole barrel of excuses, but the bottom line is the same: lazyness and a lack of commitment. I smite them down and put them in their place. Needless to say, I don't tolerate nonsense in my group.

That is not to say that I will not concede to another's lead. Like I did with this group of tambies, which is set for disaster from the get-go. Tambies, if you hadn't had the chance to meet this peculiar set of creatures, have certain prevailing characteristics and traits that you will encounter in each and every one of them.

Firstly, they like to hear themselves talk. That means it doesn't matter if you are right or wrong. They are always right, and only they have the right to speak at any and all time. Speaking all over you is a normal thing for them to do, because whatever you say if of less importance compared to everything that comes out of the mouth. Mind you, their words are often accompanied by a very unpleasant smell.

Secondly, they have an inferiority complex that they will not admit to, therefore will never tell you. They know dark skin is not pretty, so they want to be lighter. I could safely say they are the biggest consumer of every whitening/lightening products available in the market!

And so on and so forth. What better way to illustrate stupidity than by a story right?

So last Friday I was suddenly informed that I need to 'slide' my part of the report for a presentation next Monday, and that I need to either give it to her today or tomorrow night. I told her tomorrow night because I was not going to let some Tambie order me around as she pleases. So I did my slides. They were a little wordy, so I shortened them, and put pictures in every slide. Relevant pictures of course, because pictures are nice. I always appreciate it when my group members decorate their slides too. So I passed it up Friday night at her urging. Caroline told me earlier how she was hurried by constant SMS by the Tambi wanting it right that minute, which was Thursday night. Funny how they were lenient with me, I thought. But since Tambies are stupid...

So yesterday I skipped the morning class because I wanted to sleep in. At 12 pm Caroline went to look for the Tambies and found them still doing their slides in the library! WHATTHEFUCK! They rushed us to do our slides early yet they haven't even done their part!? See how hypocritical Tambies are!? And yet they told Caroline they were worried about me not being eloquent enough!? Not to boast, but I am more proficient than all of you Tambies put together! And even then you wouldn't even be halfway there!

Grrr I was even madder when I found out that they redid the slides, my slides, took out my pictures and left only bare text over a dull grey background. And the stupid fat Tambi had no other explanation than "we took it out" and it wasn't 'it' it was 'them' because I had at least five pictures in there!! After I saw the whole presentation I realize the reason they took out my pictures was probably because they didn't have pictures. Therefore to disguise their inferiority, they bastardized my work!!

But of course at the end of the whole presentation the stupid Datuk Tambi praised her part for the pictures and diagrams!! Yes, I wanted that praise! I never present something I was not proud of, and I was certainly not proud of what I presented - because they were not what I originally made!

And before you yell at me about how slides should be uniformed, it was! Even with my pictures they were still uniformed! Why can't my part be a little more interesting than theirs!? Why must mine be as boring and plain as theirs?! RAWR! I will crush them in the next presentation, I swear!!

After that I was so depressed I went and hung out with Khaye instead, where I stayed until midnight. I was feeling so much better after that, and for the fact that I wont have to deal with them in the next module because it's individual. Fuck you Tambies.

Ta'ra!

I hate Tambies

Tambies should just admit they are stupid when they are. I am being forced to 'join' their group even though the proper term is combine with their group and now they are gloating all over with their palgiarized copy paste part of the stupid report that I had to pay two fucking ringgit fourteen cent for (printing and binding charges, divided by 5)!!

RAWR! I HATE TAMBIES AND STUPID PEOPLE! I HATE IT EVEN MORE WHEN THEY ARE BOTH, COMBINED!!!

When I am right, I am right! There's no contest about it. I used common sense, something tambies apparently lack in their genes. And I'm not even boasting. Good GOD I HATE TAMBIES!

RAWR!

Yeah, So?

I like it when other people are miserable. Especially people I mentally thought to be superior than me. Superior in a variety of ways. I have an inferiority complex, okay?

It's a bit late to be excited about, but I finally made my first online payment! Yay me! Celcom operators have been nagging me to pay my outstanding postpaid bills on my second account. The problem is, the billing address is my Kuching home, so I am oblivious to it. And besides, I kinda assumed it would be swept along with the other bills but apparently it didn't. Sighs...Miss Tan is a very prudent secretary indeed.

But since my credit card bill is among the one that gets swept along automatically, I charge it to my credit card instead. We do this often. Charge bills to credit cards so they get paid together in one bill. Not reccomended for everyone.

Anyway! I was in Penang over the weekend to attend a wedding. Daddyo was feeling nostalgic that's how we ended up at the USM guest house. I have nothing positive to say about the guest house except that it has nice tiles in the bathroom. Everything in the room screams 1970s from the bed, to the TV (which was less than 15"), the smell and the rattan furnishings. Only the bathroom was new, except for the door which was some fake wood material. From now on, I don't care what people say about lodging should be as cheap as possible, and that comfort is a luxury. Bullshit! I want my room cheap and comfortable! Damn the rest!

Rawr!

I was so wary of that room I couldnt sleep when I was alone. It was a good thing my sisters came along. Bad memories, that room.

I will post up pictures later. The wedding was kind of nice. When Earth Hour hits, we were at Gurney Drive, and it was raining. So can you imagine we were sitting in the dark, in the rain, eating. I suppose I should applaude those hawkers for the support to Earth Hour, but really...

But of course, I did my part too, since all the switches in our room had to be manually clicked off. :D

Just as I was about to make some positive on the mountain goat, I swear he was protected by some mountain deity, because the very same day, I was suddenly hit with a fever. Not really sure what the cause was, but it was pretty bad. I didn't have food in the house so I couldnt take medicine, and when I called for delivery, they couldn't deliver because the Bukit Bintang area was rained in. See? It must be the work of some mountain deity.

Sighs. And now I have flu. I will shower, then pray, take my meds and indulge in porn while the meds kick in.

Ta'ra!