18 til I Die

I’m not satisfied. As usual. I can write 4 pages yet I’m not satisfied. The questions on the exam did not test me on the knowledge that I know at the tips of my fingers (with superb general knowledge thrown in and statistics for good measure) but had to ask those in the deep recesses of my brain. I was so eager to show off what I researched on WTO, Sub saharan africa and Japan. The only thing that came out was Sub Saharan Africa worth a measly 5 marks. I am going to moan. What’s worse, not enough time to finish. Obviously, cos I used one page for a 5 mark question, 4 pages for the another 20 marks, and finally only 20 minutes left for the last 20 marks. Needless to say I only wrote 2 pages for the last question. Yeah, so shoot me.

Anyway, this is the interesting less intellectual TOTALLY brainless anecdotal part of my post. We were walking to Jason’s car parked in the hostel car park on the 2nd floor, and guess what we saw in a black Kenari WMJ 1711?? Hahaha. Yup, the two people were in the backseat making out like rabbits. It helped that jason’s car was parked opposite it, so I had all the time to sit and stare while he started the car. Haha. And what’s more disgusting-o is that they noticed us, but then started pashing again. Like, get a room. Ok, you could prolly retort saying that since i HAVE  a room i should shut up, but yeah.. i dont care. GET A ROOM.

Lately, I’ve been experiencing a complete upheaval of priorities. Things that I used to put in front are now trailing along at the back of my list of to-do’s. Not that earth shaking if that first priority is reading mags n all, but if its to do with studies, then it would probably matter. I think I’m being influenced, by the media. More specifically, by watching episodes of O.C. It’s like a 24/7 party in that show, with no sign of books or studying except for the times they flirt/argue in classes or walk around campus holding books that could be hollow for all we know.

My exam starts in an hour. Yet, I’m blogging! Had plenty of time to do that for the past few days but I haven’t and now at the 11th hour, I do it. Oh dang. I forgot to get liquid paper and pen refill. Scram. Hopefully I have something nice to blog about in two hours time.

things to do, I had to 1. Choose wrong exam question that did not maximise my marks 2. Hence, I missed doing out one question that I could have obtained higher marks for. Why I missed out on that question?? Cos of no 3, which is, it was on the last page and I didn’t see it. I tot the last page was EMPTYYYYY……!! 5 minutes before exam ended, I casually flipped to the last page, and well.. FLIPPED. About 6 marks just poofed away liddat. Another 6 marks I lost because well I skipped studying one chapter that was just sooooo tedious, but that’s fine, its acceptable cos I din make an effort to study.

Must be I didn’t take enough chicken essence. Must up the intake to two bottles one hour before the exam instead of just one bottle. Basically I’ve been complaining to anyone who would listen today about my mistake, but not many were in the mood to, because apparently most of the 8:30 am exam papers today SUCKED. I heard most engineering people came out with gloomy looks, and one fella told me to quit whining about my potential lost distinction when he is facing a potential FAIL.

Met Hui up for lunch today before going back to fall asleep.. Tomorrow hav to go do some stuff, like bring a cheque to Topshop, mail sum stuff… nitty gritty stuff that I wish would not bother me in times like this, but which I still have to do. Oh, stuff it. Tomorrow will bring what tomorrow will bring. Ending the post on a mixed note.

The story cuts to Saturday afternoon, and I’m lounging around in my room, downing a can of Nescafe Ice Latte. It’s partly overcast outside, and I’m cool as a cucumber in a towel, my usual attire when I’m mugging for exams at home. Just got back from Pyramid where I lunched with Jess, Eric and Elaine at Genki Sushi.. ya ya i noe, raw stuff again, I might get inflicted with the sad fate I suffered two days ago, I might die, the sky will fall.. I’ve heard it all. From my mom, from Jason, and from the ‘ah poh’ and extremely ‘lor li lor soh’ Eric. As usual I’m being a lazy coot, and I’m hoping for the proverbial kick in the butt to get me started on today’s quota of work.

Mom is coming to bring me out for dinner again for the fourth consecutive Saturday (has she no life??) however, I’m not one to complain since I get a free meal and can save more of my allowance for shopping. On a more frivolous note, at the top of my most-needed list right now is a pair of jeans. My old Melaka-bought, care-worn, fraying-at-the-pockets pair is seriously a Third World embarassment. For all the scrapped quotas on Chinese textiles lately, you would think I’d be able to afford some new threads, but no, my real income (as opposed to nominal) is quite the equivalent of a farmer’s in Nigeria. No wonder Malaysia’s still export driven, with consumption and domestic demand relatively low. (pardon me for sounding so technical, but I read the whole issue of the latest Economist cover to cover last nite at 3am) hehe.

I AM SICK!!!! Down with a case of self-diagnosed food poisoning or a product of over-enthusiastic eating, whichever also means the same. Oyster, I loved you so much, I adorned about 8 of you on my stomach walls, and this is how you REPAY me!! By starting a revolution together with the BBQ sotong, blueberry cheesecake, smoked salmon and ais kacang??!!  Jessica threw a birthday bash at Sun & Surf Cafe in Lagoon hotel and invited about 11 of us. Buffet, to me, is a vice that I’d happily embrace given the chance, as a poor university student, I always have to make do with boring and plain sucky food around here. Why I say buffet is a vice? Because it encourages extremity, and extremity in any form is really discouraged.

Extreme nationalists sometimes turn into terrorists, extreme thinkers sometimes go crazy (or become Einstein, lah) and extreme eaters, well, they end up with sad fates similar to mine. Jess also booked a suite in Pyramid Tower where we went after that for some drinks and games. My stomach started to act up then and I was the quietest one among everyone. Hehe… Sorry jess if I was like a pail of cold water.. I’m not normally like that…

See.. i already look like a sick patient.

By 3 in the morning I was having cold sweat and shivering and basically getting ill, so Zen sent me home where I proceeded to use the toilet periodically til about 6am. Stomach’s still abit off color now, at 1 in the afternoon Thursday, but at least it doesn’t hurt anymore.

Wake up world!! Rise and shine, it’s a Monday morning! Many many things to do today, like collect my assignment from my lecturer, take MUSA formal picture with PVC, go to class, finish one more chapter of Financial Management.. I shall review the day tonight to see if I managed to get these done.

I just sent off an application for a GE-McKinsey Leadership Workshop, and they’re only going to choose 40 people. Well, at least the odds of getting are way better than the Shell Gourami thing, where they only chose 5. Blueh.

Just having random thoughts over the weekend that passed. Not much of study time, Saturday night saw me, Zen, Elaine, Jess, Eric and YeeKheng celebrating Eric’s birthday at Galaxy karaoke. From 12 midnite rite up to 4 sth…! Apparently to those old-timers, it isn’t even a marathon. More like a short sprint. Enjoyed myself even though I can’t read chinese characters and was consequently left squinting at the screen trying to figure out the simple words like ‘ren’ and ‘tai’ and ‘ta’ and ‘wo’ and ‘ai’. Was pretty tired out at 4, plus I planned to get up early to study, so they sent me back home then before they went off to Klang for makan.

Was kinda SCREWED by mom yesterday… why? Cos I was with Jason for awhile and he was smoking. WHen I got into the car, mom smelt the smoke immediately. !!!!!!!!! matilar.. she smelled my hair and my shirt which all had smoke smell. (sob) subsequently kena marah for the whole dinner session about how "I don’t have daughter who smoke" to "If you really smoke, then you are stupid". I think she grudgingly believed me when I protested so VEHEMENTLY against doing such a thing… phew…. come on la.. all my friends who know me will know that I ‘BEY TAHAN’ smoke smell…. so ‘zha tou’ yesterday…

Woke up this morning and actually STUDIED. Then hunger got the better of me and I walked all the way from my house opp the hospital to Medan. It’s amazing how I actually managed to make the long trek there as I was suffering from extreme stomachache.

Ok, the reason could be two things. Either I got too greedy last nite eating steamboat with mom or the steamboat ingredients weren’t cooked long enough. You know what, I think in the end it boils down to me being greedy lah. Because I was so greedy that I just din bother to cook the stuff properly.

Anyway stopped to buy some ancient kinda Chinese pills tat Jason recommended which helped alot later on, but I sure as hell din noe that when I was dragging my ass past Elephant Walk today.

One really funny thing I saw today was a couple dressed in wedding attire, resplendent in their gown and suit, actually posing for a photograph at the top of the steps to Finance Counter. Just under the big neon Monash sign. A uni romance ever after, perhaps? Not many of those nowadays. I gave them a hoot.

I’m hungry. I think I’ll eat Max my teddy bear. .. yes i will..lets taste him..

SO… all vows to start studying were gone with the wind yesterday when Shirley and Jessica dragged me out to play pool in Asia Cafe. In the middle of the night. Oklah, they didn’t drag me, I went of my own accord, but just let me sweep my guilty feelings under the carpet lah ok?

Woke up this morning in a similar LAZEEE mood and then Sam called asking me to ‘teman’ her to the MYC Fresh Faces booth to have our pics taken. Apparently Ms Pat (who appears to think both of us got good faces or something lah) called her and asked both of us to go and get our shots taken. I got my face touched up by Stila and then got a cute little souvenir of a picture to take home. Aiyah, not that I’ll win anything lah. Plus it felt so awkward posing for a picture in front of so many ppl in the cafeteria. Muka keluar pun macam tengah ‘constipated’.

Sam and I in the cafeteria today.. we are such time-wasters.

Trade Finance lecture was such a dreary affair that I simply have no words to describe the utter dullness of it all.

Today. Was. Shirley’s Birthday. We celebrated it at New Corner, ard 13 of us where we gave her the leopard faux fur handbag that seriously looked as if it was made just for one person on this earth. Shirley. She took a look at the cute teddy bear (another pressie) that she was given and kinda pointedly asked, "hem.. why din get me a crocodile or sth?" That’s shirley for you.

I cant figure out how to make the pictures centred so they’ll have to stick at the left hand side for now. I’m really quite design illiterate. That’s most of us in New Corner… the cake was super, some white chocolate thing from heaven.

I killed a fly about 4 hours ago. Was so excited that I immediately wanted to blog about it, but I procrastinated and now the witty spark has gone out of my comments. Well, how I did it? It was a pretty stupid and slow fly to begin with. It just landed on my floor and I dropped my stack of Financial Management notes on it. I chose Fin Mgmt cos theyre like the thickest of the lot.

I’m eating yogurt right now. I hate yogurt. But mom loves it, thats why I end up being forced to like it too. The reason why I’m actually eating it is that I’d feel guilty throwing away sth mom got for me, and because she is coming up (yet again!) tomorrow and will throw a blue fit if she sees the cute little yogurt cups still sitting prettily in my fridge. I can’t palm it off on someone because I’ve found out a very minuscule number of students like yogurt.

   So this is the cup of empty yogurt…

I tried cooking porridge for dinner just now in an attempt at cost-saving, but it turned out to be a disaster. It was all the things a porridge should NOT be. Too little water and too hard. I got smart and tried to boil it for a really short time, so I guess it contributed to the hardness of the rice, too. (can’t help it, I was hungry!) The poor porridge is still sitting on my table, I’ll have to practically scrape the rice out of the bowl when I wash it later.

I kinda just realized that my first exam paper starts in 11 days. And I’m not exactly halfway done reading the chapters for the first time.

Today is a special day, and represents some kind of milestone of success in my life, one fraught with, for lack of a better word, compromise. Not to elaborate too much, but life can never be peaceful with two strong personalities in close proximity. Good ? Or bad? Interesting?  Or routine? Very subjective, this issue.

Anyway, I’m being brought to a suggestedly nice Korean BBQ place in Ampang for dinner. And I got a pretty surprise yesterday in the form of CD’s Fall’s collection DiorGlam, a shiny pretty compact thingie that has like some pink powder and white powder, which I haven’t figured out how to use. It says ‘face and eyes highlighting powder’ but I haven’t gotten around to finding out which is the face one and which is the eye one. Pretty excited since 1. its a surprise! and 2. Nobody’s given me makeup before. All i’ve been using are the Guardian-variety type, save for face powder and foundation lah.

Before I’m dismissed as a no-brain type, let’s change the subject. Well, today, finally, after days of whispered discussions and held breaths, the official results of the election were announced. The results, per se, were not so much as shocking as the reaction I observed from a few people. As usual, no names here. One surprise was a certain candidate whom I must admit, I had a personal bias against in the beginning due to certain personal reasons, actually turned out to be the most accepting of the results, with such a coolness that is to be respected. Such was not what I expected of him, and I must say, he turned out the best in my comparison of a few people.

The vote disparity between the top candidates and the 2nd place were among the 40s to the 80s and I’d be hard pressed to think that there might actually be a valid reason for contesting the results. However, an appeal was filed, to be reviewed by an Elections Tribunal. Some say it stinks of ’sore loser’ attitude, but I’m not one to judge, especially if the appeal was made by a person whom I thought of as a highly rational individual.

Why I say thought? Because when I was informed that a certain part of the appeal referred to a certain claim concerning the actions of certain council members, I nearly went ballistic. As usual, no details as this is just a blog to rant my personal feelings. I only heard some rumour, but apparently the complaint is that certain council members are unfairly using their influence to help a certain party win. To that, this is my response. No 1. Why does complaints only arise against the party who wins? How bout complaining against (if there are) other council members or other ppl who unfairly help other parties but those parties lost? No. 2 = I’m not even sure if I personally am implicated in this, as I heard very vague statements. But if I am, I dare you to find proof that I unfairly used my ‘Council member’ influence to help a party. Go ahead and check. Did I use my official MUSA webmail account to send ’support emails’? On a more personal note, did I promote using my MSN nickname? On my blog?

No. 3 = Would you complain against a person if you had known that person actually supported you? No right? What if you complained against a person but in the end found out the person did support you partially in the first place? I’m not gonna divulge the exact persons I voted for, but I can tell you my dear friend-who-is-making-the-complaint, I supported some of your team whom I thought clearly capable and worthy of vote (unlike one, whom I personally heard from his mouth that he said he was running for fun. yeah you heard me right, and its not defamation because it came straight from his mouth, and I’m not even naming names.) Yeah, I AM rational. I actually READ the election guide.

Well, the matter’s not solved yet, and time will tell. All. Must go get ready for dinner. ciaos.