lilin >_

man, anyone wud tel u dat exam week is the worst week to be. in exam week, i get to:

eat MORE, sleep MORE, watch MORE soapies, blog MORE, play MORE, ebay MORE, and … more MORE. (and dad’s been calling…’are u preparing well for the exams?’. er… =p)

having a 2 and a half weeks of study break, i tink two thirds of it consumed by my darn project, another third of it wasted by dis little good gal doing all of the above. so.. wer did all the days go? u tell me…

its been raining and all cloudy in penang, best weather to tuck in all day long. wther its day or note, its sleeping time! zzz…

but, the beauty of it has to be spoilt by, a horrible gumache, caused by god noes wut!

imagine not being able to chew wit the left side of ur mouth for a whole week! best diet regimen ever. and best of all, its free of charge, save for abt a million bucks wen u go to the dentist’s ><

                          dats my homework. six A1s! ewww… glad its over =p

ahhh, the price for gaining wisdom… (wisdom tooth)

o yea, we had a big cookout last weekend too (the day befor submission). i tell u, dis time around, the day befor submission, i was as hapi as any lark! no hurry, no worries. i packed my stuf to make way for the cooking thingy, lazed one whole evening munching, chewing and playing heart attack wit the gang till midnite! food and company was a BLAST! wish we could do dat for christmas again! thankz mling for toiling so hard in the kitchen! yummy!

"HEART ATTACK!"

"huh?"

*everyone puts hand in the middle of the floor*

SMACK!

"OWHHHHHHH!!!!! i tink i nid minyak urut!!!!"

the full spread! stop drooling already…!

so very yummy…

                            not illegal gambling. heart attacking!

(haiya, kenot upload video la… no fun…)

2 days ago, my housemate suddenly barged into the living room and askd two pretty gals ‘who noes how to cutex?’

so i stared at my housemate, and my housemate stared back (u noe like those tvb movies, wen those lovers didn meet for a gazzilion years? yea, dats the moment. but dis is more wit ‘HUH???’ than love)

neways, i suddenly found myself sitting beside her, painting her nails! yesh, u read it rite. lilin was painting nails! i guess i musta hav keksi-ed her about one thousand times, cz… i painted like her hands more than her nails, and cutex-ed her nails more times than the bollywood couple rolling down the beautiful hills. and so, mayb one hundred hours later, i managed to get it rite.

and then, she said, lemme paint ur nails!

taa daa… STUDY WEEK=REBEL WEEK!

so, in short, me and my previous more ‘huh?’ than love housemate (during that time anyways. now we have more love than ‘huh?’. all lovey dovey) found ourselves wit… BLACK NAILS! whooo!!!!

                       see, same color as my keyboard =p

u noe, wen i pay anyone, they jz kept staring at my fingers. wen im free, i kept staring at my fingers. buddy piggy kept staring at my fingers. ><"’

so after the third day, v finally surrenderd and… ‘hey u hav nail polish remover?’

haha… so there goes our venture with dat.

*fat stubby fingers*

ahhh… hav fun folks! hapi studying and exam-ing…

its almost 4am, third of raya 2007.

am listening to launchcast at the today’s big hits channel and my only thoughts are… OMG! these are today’s big hits? (iv listened for like half an hour now, and i dun even hear a familiar song!). k, sumone jz said, ‘age is just a number’…

so i had my last class of public speaking laz wed, wen all classes had ended. v actually insisted that v hav our classes (crazy isnt it?). u see, public speaking class dis sem, sumwat went haywire and sumtimes, it’s better to describe it as sex education class. no kidding. the topics v discussed in those four walls… best left whithin those walls. and these bunch of people are the funnest crazy bunch of people iv met here, in usm. theyr rilly a hapi silly lot, but most importantly, theyr caring and as everyone puts it- very supportive.

so after our last class, we decided to go to subaidah (one of the mamaks) to hav sum drinks. and we were yakking abt everything (public speaking ma) and suddenly a guy stood up, the thai gals got ready wit their recording devices. suddenly i realised dat he’s gonna sing negaraku in the mamak!!! so the whole table stood up, sang negaraku in subaidah on a weekday 3.00pm for no reasons at all! and the rest of the patrons got free entertainment.

after our patriotic stint, it’s the gal’s turn to sing the thai anthem. it sounded hapi.

(*ahhh, finally a song i recognise! see, im not dat outdated after all)

neway, back to the national anthem. the thai national anthem. it was kinda cool. haha. and suddenly everyone started toking abt a party. cant settle on a suitable date, so ‘y not jz do it tonite?!’

and so, we were there, in the gal’s apartment, most of us late. at first there werent so much stuf, except dat one of the guys were busy (ahem! -she was pretty…so excuseable la huh?) and as it gets darker and later, and the crowd became slightly drunker, it gets more happening. we played mafia, not rilly good round, but everyone were pretty sporting and stuck on the whole game. the second round continues, and dis time half way shutting their eyes, instead of the mafia gunning down people, they brought a birthday cake. after the candles and singing, they did the usual thing -stuck the candle real deep into the cake and made the poor fellow take it out using his mouth. halfway down, they crashed the cake into his face!

ouch! the candle stuck rite into his gums…

‘ooo… is the cake ok?’

dat was a good one ><

suddenly a few guys carried the bday guy, one on each leg and the third supported his back. they went around the house looking for a corner and wanted to ram him er, lower part first into the corner.

‘dis is wut i call HAPPY CORNER’

yea. public speaking class AKA pervert class! duh… but it was rilly hilarious watching dat worried face =p

there were loads of other stuf dat happened dat nite, but lets jz kip it short. in the end, me and the bday guy gotta leave early at 1am cz… homework ma. submission soon. how to party? (potong stim oni). before that, we actually planned ANOTHER party, right in the middle of our exam week! how daring… hahaha

ok folks, tink better go oink now. tomoro’s a long day. superbly tired and bored to tears from sketching, hopefully will be watercolouring tomoro (i so wanna go home!). take care and hav fun!

o yea, SELAMAT HARY RAYA!!!

t’was 7.00pm, jz woke up from a nap, trying to watch lost season 2

‘ring ring…’

ooo, buddy piggy called. he said sumting like he’s coming to my place, in the lift, er… sumting like dat. i said, ‘okay, c ya later’ tinking, goodie, dinner finally arrived.

he said, ‘HUH?!’

poor guy, he was stuck in the elevator. (see, never say anything important to a person who jz woke up frm a nap =p)

so i RAN ALL THE WAY DOWN from the 11th floor, ran like the wind all the way to the guard house (semua orang melihat seorang perempuan yang agak cantik berlari-lari =p hehe. kidding) after an eternity of running, i finally reached the pak guard’s house…

‘encik, ada orang terperangkap dalam lift la’

’saya seorang saja yang jaga kat sini. macam mana nak pergi? itulah, baru baiki saja hario tu rosak lagi. tgk macam mana?’ o yea, got music effect summore. bollywood songs. those people running up and down the mountains around the trees kind of songs.

den he SLOWLY CRAWLED to the phone board, LOOKED SERIOUSLY RELUCTANTLY at the numbers, called twice on the number GROUCHINGLY (mayb because he was so into running around the trees wit a sexy babe, and i suddenly popped into the pic, a seriously un-sexy but still a babe =p), and dis time GRUMBLING non-stop as if i cut down the tree which he was running around wit his sexy babe.

so i stood there, stared at this human UNBELIEVINGLY as he pretended to take sum action.

after 5 min, i gav up. i ran to the lift, saw a hotline number and called it.

doot doot…

‘hello… sumting sumting sumting (i didn rilly pay attention)

‘hi, im calling from u-heights, bla bla bla’

‘okay, vl send sumone over as soon as possible’

o yea, u noe the malaysian context of as soon as possible? mostly, it sound more like ‘after i finish my steaming hot teh tarik k?’. the thing is, the teh tarik’s so piping hot! how to drink fast fast? later sakit mulut ma… ><

yea. so i waited and waited in agony, cz the poor guy’s been stuck there for like half an hour now. and the oni thing i can say to him is, ‘wait r dear. they’re coming soon’.

the thing is, i tot dat in cases like dis, they will actually come ASAP! but, malaysian ma. everything aso can ma. can wait la…

after 45 minutes, we decided to call the bomba, which responded surprisingly fast. so i had new hopes, that mayb the bomba will arrive before the lift guys.

this is when i saw my english coursemate. she went like…

‘o u noe? few weeks ago PRETTYGAL was vomiting so badly and she fainted in the elevator. we called the ambulance and it came HALF A HOUR LATER!’

ooo… my hopes came crashing down again. all the way from the top floor of my apartment.

the worse thing was, i rilly didn noe wut elase to do, other than to ask buddy piggy to wait, and i too waited for the super-guys to come and rescue him. there was nothing else to do, other than to wait. worse thing is, crying wont help, as much as i wanted to, cz … well, nothing comes from crying…

so after one plus hour, the guys finally came. went up to the lift room, found out that the brakes ter-fell on the cables (dats wut stopped the lift) and jz with a darningly simple push, VOILA, the lift was working again.

was so relieved to finally see the dumbo piggy again. there were tears this time, but these r tears of relieve. so glad the whole movie-like thing is finally over.

mayb i over reacted, but this was my first time ma… so like dis lo…

well, come monday, there’l be a TYPICAL malaysian who will be complaining like HELL in the management office. (hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. muahaha)

jz wait and see… wait la… wait…