It's been really hot lately, 35 degrees Celsius as reported by the sidebar on my laptop. But luckily in Kuala Lumpur it's been raining ever-so-often in the afternoons till the evening passes. It started raining about twenty minutes back, and it's slowly stopping to a drizzle.
At least it's cool and all, since my place is constantly raining. Have been studying physics and managing to understand (at least a bit) of Projectiles after frantically going through my notes since I've got a test Monday. Have also been studying Biology since I've got a test Wednesday as well. Gosh, lots of stuff to study for.
And it's a bit weird how everything and everyone I know seems to be connected in the weirdest ways possible. For instance, I was just chatting to a pal and I noticed that he had been hugging a pillow at the same time, and it's a bit funny really, since lately I've taken to hugging my pillow around when I'm watching TV or studying. Then this same pal mentioned that he wanted to fix up his hair properly, maybe do a bit of highlights, and it's really something 'cause another pal of mine said yesterday she was planning to do some highlights as well.
It's been really very hot lately and I've taken to tying up my hair at home. Not in school, though. AC there is freezing so badly everyone's filling their bottles with hot water!
And I made Biology rep! Ask me how I did it.
Never mind, I'll tell anyway.
See, Feng was the original Bio rep. But he transferred off to Group A, which we only found out during roll call on Monday. So then I asked the question: Who will be replacing him as Bio rep?
And I seriously wanted to be. Mr Low is genuinely funny and good in his lessons, and I like him. In a student respects teacher sort of way -- nothing funny here, people! Besides, being rep gets you a cert. And it's really useful. People see 'Bio Rep' on your testimonial and they go, 'Hmmm.'
So yeah, I really wanted to be. And unconsciously (The Devious Things Our Minds Plots Up), I launched my plan. Okay, so it wasn't really a plan, it wasn't like I plotted everything out. I just started going around, asking about Feng, then asking about the next Bio rep, then I said it: I wanna be Bio rep lah.
I didn't even have to give a reason why and everyone went, 'Yalah, you should be! Go ahead lah. Good what. You're so responsible!'
And I wanted to say, 'Responsible? Mua?' 'Cause if you knew anything about me, responsible would not be the best word to describe me. It's probably be "Paranoid, Eccentric, and Pedantic."
So, on Wednesday (had to wait 2 agonising days for Bio!), we entered our class, and while chatting, Pav was saying, 'Eh, Ely, you should volunteer for Bio rep lah. You're so responsible!' And my face gave that same expression again. And Shweta came on board and agreed as well. And I was really embarassed and we laughed it off.
Later when Mr Low came in, he made a few announcements and then, 'Okay. Since you all know that Feng has left us, we are now in need of a Bio rep. Any volunteers?'
Then Shweta (I think) said, 'Ely!'
And so I had to raise my hand and volunteer. And then Pav suggested my name right after Mr Low mentioned I was being nominated. Her mind was obviously elsewhere -- studying Bio, perhaps? Since no one objected, I became Bio rep!! Yay!
Second victory: we managed to get Mr Low to postpone bio test from last Thursday to this coming Wednesday. Good news? We get a few more days to study. Bad news? It's on the same week as our Physics test. Go figure.
Lots of things have been happening over the past weekend which have been making me pissed, confused, exasperated and a bit off, though not at the same time. I need to focus on studies alright? But I'm always here if you need me, love.
I'll be stuffing my face with the rbead pudding my mum just made so well.
Cheerio
Sunday 28 February 2010
Sunday 21 February 2010
Echo
Okay, so people have been bugging me for photos of my new dog Echo. I have kindly acquiesced since my mum was also taking pictures. And so I present to you, the ever jumpy, the ever hungry-ghost, Echo dog.
The golden brown one is Echo boy, while the white one is the Labrador half breed Snowy. I have no idea why he's sniffing him like that but Echo is turning 2 this year (born in 09) while Snowy will be about 4 years old. Guy in the background is my dad.
And yes, my pals, I'm only going to post this one picture. Never understood why people like to put so many of the same thing but of different angles.
Cheers.
Thursday 18 February 2010
Let The Spires of Camelot Fall
I realised that I haven't been updating for almost a week now, even when I've got stuff to blog about. So, after being flamed by my cousin, I decided to start typing again. Please note that the activities below are not in chronological order so forgive me if you find yourself having to jump from one day to another.
First off, I have a new dog. His name is Echo, and he is a pure-breed Golden Retriever. Before you start squealing for pictures, let me just say that he is a one-year old dog who is really, really, jumpy, and he's Huge! When he pounces on me, his head is just below my neck. Therefore, it is super duper difficult to even walk in the garden, let alone take a picture of him. He's really frisky, and he will run up the stairs if you let the door open so, please, no. That said, I will try to take a couple of shots of both him and my other dog, Snowy, and I'll most probably put them in Facebook.
Secondly, we had the loveliest day visiting relatives yesterday. Wasn't planning to go anywhere this year but duty calls so...We got up bright and early yesterday, and headed off somewhere (bad with directions, again) to visit my mum's second aunt. Reached there ten thirty, all 3 families (mine, and my mum's two sisters'), and we stayed there till half past twelve. Really boring. Sipped a carton of chrysanthemum (I spelt that right! I think.) and watched Hook on their Astro. Adults were talking and kids were bored. Didn't mean to stay that long since we had to visit the first aunt as well but somehow overstayed.
Then we headed off to TV3 around there (near One Utama) where the first aunt had moved to a few years back. First aunt and daughter lived in a swanky condo that looked like a bloody hotel! Had fond memories of that aunt. She used to work as a promoter for chicken nuggets and stuff like that years ago (when I was still a kid, primary school, maybe?) and since we often went shopping at the Subang Carrefour where she worked, she'd always fry lotsa nuggets and fries for us 5 kids while she and grandma chatted.
So we went into her nice condo (daughter was away playing golf) and we kids fell upon the CNY snacks on the coffee table, right in front of the huge TV with Astro. You know those fried crabmeat things and those crackers that look like seaweed sandwiched between popiah skin? Between us 5 kids and a couple of adults, we finished 2 cans each. Bloody hilarious, since once we finished ours, Aunt brought out another for the adults and we sent the younger cousins to rampas it to our side. Then Aunt brought out a huge bottle of Tropicana orange and we finished that as well. Same for the jug of water (which had to be refilled), and the bowl of Yupi sweets (2 cousins kept tapau-ing). And just as we wondered if we were going to lunch later, Aunt pulls her freezer open, pulls out bags of nuggets and chicken fingers, and starts a huge fry up.
One cousin said this was the best day of her life. I have to agree. Best day of my CNY life, at least.
Third. The day before yesterday, I had a craving for apple pie. Mum refused to make it for me since she was busy making muffins, so I took it on myself. In the end, mum helped with the rolling of the dough and lining of the pan. Looks a bit weird, but it was yummy all the same! :) Then in the afternoon, the lawyers and their 3 brats as well as the grandparents came round. The brats were humongously noisy, and we went for dinner at some restaurant. Not bad, but we also ordered their specialty, which was pork cooked in honey and sesame seeds. Really addictive, I tell you. Sis and I kept eating that.
Halfway through, my two aunts (from the above post) crashed in - they returned from Penang that day. So we all went back to my house (everyone gasped at Echo when we told them he was only a year old) and we cracked open a bottle of Wild Wines Raspberry (sis and I had a glass) and the adults chatted amongst themselves till nine while we kids went upstairs for the AC and started playing card games.
And right now, I should really end here. My Msian Studies reflection journal (waste of time, I tell you) is due on Tuesday, I've got a Bio test next Thursday and I wanna study beforehand as well as do mindmapping for notes, I've got a Physics test next week (dunno when) but I'm screwed because I have no idea what's going on, I've got a Sikhism presentation for Moral Studies (due in March but I wanna finish it), a Naning forum-style presentation on Tuesday, finish my Chem homework for Tuesday, finish my Chem Past Year Qs, search for my undergrad colleges, and a whole lotta other stuff that needs to be done. Needless to say, I'll probably be online till I finish my Reflection Journal.
Cheers.
First off, I have a new dog. His name is Echo, and he is a pure-breed Golden Retriever. Before you start squealing for pictures, let me just say that he is a one-year old dog who is really, really, jumpy, and he's Huge! When he pounces on me, his head is just below my neck. Therefore, it is super duper difficult to even walk in the garden, let alone take a picture of him. He's really frisky, and he will run up the stairs if you let the door open so, please, no. That said, I will try to take a couple of shots of both him and my other dog, Snowy, and I'll most probably put them in Facebook.
Secondly, we had the loveliest day visiting relatives yesterday. Wasn't planning to go anywhere this year but duty calls so...We got up bright and early yesterday, and headed off somewhere (bad with directions, again) to visit my mum's second aunt. Reached there ten thirty, all 3 families (mine, and my mum's two sisters'), and we stayed there till half past twelve. Really boring. Sipped a carton of chrysanthemum (I spelt that right! I think.) and watched Hook on their Astro. Adults were talking and kids were bored. Didn't mean to stay that long since we had to visit the first aunt as well but somehow overstayed.
Then we headed off to TV3 around there (near One Utama) where the first aunt had moved to a few years back. First aunt and daughter lived in a swanky condo that looked like a bloody hotel! Had fond memories of that aunt. She used to work as a promoter for chicken nuggets and stuff like that years ago (when I was still a kid, primary school, maybe?) and since we often went shopping at the Subang Carrefour where she worked, she'd always fry lotsa nuggets and fries for us 5 kids while she and grandma chatted.
So we went into her nice condo (daughter was away playing golf) and we kids fell upon the CNY snacks on the coffee table, right in front of the huge TV with Astro. You know those fried crabmeat things and those crackers that look like seaweed sandwiched between popiah skin? Between us 5 kids and a couple of adults, we finished 2 cans each. Bloody hilarious, since once we finished ours, Aunt brought out another for the adults and we sent the younger cousins to rampas it to our side. Then Aunt brought out a huge bottle of Tropicana orange and we finished that as well. Same for the jug of water (which had to be refilled), and the bowl of Yupi sweets (2 cousins kept tapau-ing). And just as we wondered if we were going to lunch later, Aunt pulls her freezer open, pulls out bags of nuggets and chicken fingers, and starts a huge fry up.
One cousin said this was the best day of her life. I have to agree. Best day of my CNY life, at least.
Third. The day before yesterday, I had a craving for apple pie. Mum refused to make it for me since she was busy making muffins, so I took it on myself. In the end, mum helped with the rolling of the dough and lining of the pan. Looks a bit weird, but it was yummy all the same! :) Then in the afternoon, the lawyers and their 3 brats as well as the grandparents came round. The brats were humongously noisy, and we went for dinner at some restaurant. Not bad, but we also ordered their specialty, which was pork cooked in honey and sesame seeds. Really addictive, I tell you. Sis and I kept eating that.
Halfway through, my two aunts (from the above post) crashed in - they returned from Penang that day. So we all went back to my house (everyone gasped at Echo when we told them he was only a year old) and we cracked open a bottle of Wild Wines Raspberry (sis and I had a glass) and the adults chatted amongst themselves till nine while we kids went upstairs for the AC and started playing card games.
And right now, I should really end here. My Msian Studies reflection journal (waste of time, I tell you) is due on Tuesday, I've got a Bio test next Thursday and I wanna study beforehand as well as do mindmapping for notes, I've got a Physics test next week (dunno when) but I'm screwed because I have no idea what's going on, I've got a Sikhism presentation for Moral Studies (due in March but I wanna finish it), a Naning forum-style presentation on Tuesday, finish my Chem homework for Tuesday, finish my Chem Past Year Qs, search for my undergrad colleges, and a whole lotta other stuff that needs to be done. Needless to say, I'll probably be online till I finish my Reflection Journal.
Cheers.
Saturday 6 February 2010
I Still Harbour Dreams From Long Ago That I Have Never Revealed Before
Well. It's been a very long time. Strange how I always start with that sentence. Anyway, I've decided that I'll only update either weekly or bi-weekly, depending on how much stuff I've got to tell, whichever one comes first. Then again, it shouldn't be much of a fuss even if I don't update. People don't read this anyway. Which is good, in a weird, runabout sort of idea. People leave me alone.
The Lunar New Year is just around the corner and we see ourselves dashing off to supermarkets to buy boxes upon boxes of Mandarin oranges, Yeo's canned drinks and assorted sweets and junk food to prepare to welcome guests into our homes. My family wasn't really the open house sort, but we still needed groceries, so we went off to Tesco. Yay.
I was really looking forward to this because I'd just spent the whole, entire morning at the theatrette in HUC main campus, alternating between spacing out and napping while my Malaysian Studies lecturer went on and on and on. And before any of you say I'm turning from a good student to one who sleeps in class, I have my reasons. It all started on the first day of MS where I was so excited for the lesson to begin, I took a seat at the front. Big mistake, as it turned out to be.
Mr Azri was a lecturer who knew his stuff, but that was in BM. In English he threw my hopes against the wall and crushed them into pieces. He's a good teach, but the grammatical errors stunned me. His notes were literally translated from BM to English, really I'm not exaggerating. Terrible. I cringe everytime I look at the slides. That was the first subject I wanted to sleep through. Paid attention though, first day and all, but every single lesson after that and I shut him out. And don't even think about chiding me about it. Yes, I agree we should pay attention but really, if it weren't for the Powers That Be, I wouldn't even be taking the bloody subject and paying for it as well.
So today we were having a 3 hours replacement class, and Lily and I were chatting. 'I have a feeling that MS is a waste of time and money,' I muttered. Lily glanced at me. 'You don't need to feel, it's a fact.' Laughed quite a bit at that. Lou was right. Lily was crazy, fun and remarkably witty. I'm impressed. Really I am.
The moment he walked in the lesson began with the presentations. Unfortunately, only Xin Yi, Lily and I were present out of the rest of our team mates. Jeya had to bailed to attend her grandma's funeral. Zean Shiung had to go for debate. Eldwin was missing in action, and so was Dhiren, while Joel, who was supposed to present, was MIA as well. So we managed to skip the presentation by giving the excuse that our mate who had the pen drive (yeah, seems it had to be a powerpoint pres. He never told us anything about that!) wasn't present. We had meant for it to be Joel, but when Joel and Eldwin (who got lost) turned up halfway through the presentation, we girls simultaneously agreed that Zean Shiung would be the one we use instead. Sorry, pal :) Almost fell asleep a few times during the many presentations.
Azri let us out for a break at eleven-ish, came back slightly late, and he was talking about something (which I wasn't listening to because I felt bored and started playing with my cards) when he talked about something and said, 'Like the British people say, A hungry man--'
'--is an angry man,' Lily finished, but his version turned out to be, '--tends to be angry.' He then proceeds to write it on the white board, but his spelling was a bit out of sorts and the sentence ended up being 'Hungary man tend to be angry man.'
Lily, I, Xin Yi and practically the whole class was trying hard not to laugh out loud at him. Lily kept on giggling every few seconds and I prompted it by saying, 'Men from Hungary are very angry, Lily. We shouldn't go to that country.' And Azri actually thought we were laughing in agreement with him!
Well, after that Dad picked me up and drove me to Tesco, and I was planning of asking my mum if we could have pizza for lunch because honestly, I've been craving for pizza for ages. Then my dad said the magic sentence: We're going to eat pizza.
Dad chided me for screaming in the car with that exasperated look on his face.
After parking the car (saw a lorry with the lion dance people in it) we went off to lunch. Just as we finished, we heard the lion dance people at it already in the entrance. Sis and I walked onward, just as she was telling me the story of a pal of hers whom she was going out with when they passed by a lion dance. The pal was about to make a turn to watch the dance when he realised she wasn't following, just walking straight past it. So he asked, doesn't she want to watch? She gave him a look and replied, 'Why so jacun one? Lion dance also never see before meh?'
So we were laughing all the way up, got a trolley and continued talking while Mum and Dad and neighbour were busy picking out groceries. Then we heard the noise of drumming and we were like, The lion dance is up here. So we pushed the cart to one side, pulled my sis in closer, and we were watching the first lion (which, on closer inspection, turned out to be a tiger - Year of the Tiger) walk past. Then we saw another tiger, and behind it, the people whacking the drums, which were seriously loud I could barely hear myself. In front of the second tiger was this guy on a video camera, who was walking backwards to record the whole dance of the seoncd tiger. So I was talking to my sis, who had her back to the aisle and thus, the tiger dancers passing by, and I was telling her, 'You know, when the video guy walks back just a few more steps,' she leaned in closer to listen because, as the dancers got nearer, the noise was getting louder, 'They're going to see us in the tape because we're right beside them!'
'What?' My sis asked loudly. I pulled her closer to avoid getting knocked over by the dancers. I explained it to her again, and I was watching the video guy when, having previously pointing the video camera at the tiger dancers who were right in front of him, he suddenly swung the camera to the right.
Namely, in my sis and my direction.
Thought it was a bit funny, really. Why the hell was he filming us? Turned around to tell my sis, when I saw the second tiger standing right behind her. My sis, who had her back to them, was oblivious to this. I don't think I moved, except I was grabbing her arm and shaking it. And she was getting a bit annoyed really when I pulled her arm (she later mentioned that one second more and she was going to say, 'Why pull me in for? Tiger very fat meh? Got so much space for the tiger to walk lah! Even an elephant was walk lah!' Thank God she didn't say it.)
You know how the dancers manipulate strings inside the head so they can move the tiger's jaw up and down? Yep, the dancer inside did it so that the tiger was actually "biting" at my sister's shoulder. She felt the pressure, turned around slowly, and raised an eyebrow at the tiger, trying to see who was inside. I was still frozen there, with that stupid grin on my face, kinda like the one people show when they find themselves part of an act or something.
My sis was actually staring at the tiger's head, then I think she patted it? And as the tiger moved on, I saw the dancer inside (bespectacled Chinese fella) trying not to laugh as he went off. Meanwhile, Mum was rummaging trying to get a good shot of us with the tiger but failed.
Suffice to say we spent the rest of the shopping trip talking about it and how we should've punched it in the nose or something and I was cracking up mock headlines for our day dream and stuff. Got to the point that Dad was getting annoyed and kept telling us to help with the shopping and stop talking so much.
Cheers.
The Lunar New Year is just around the corner and we see ourselves dashing off to supermarkets to buy boxes upon boxes of Mandarin oranges, Yeo's canned drinks and assorted sweets and junk food to prepare to welcome guests into our homes. My family wasn't really the open house sort, but we still needed groceries, so we went off to Tesco. Yay.
I was really looking forward to this because I'd just spent the whole, entire morning at the theatrette in HUC main campus, alternating between spacing out and napping while my Malaysian Studies lecturer went on and on and on. And before any of you say I'm turning from a good student to one who sleeps in class, I have my reasons. It all started on the first day of MS where I was so excited for the lesson to begin, I took a seat at the front. Big mistake, as it turned out to be.
Mr Azri was a lecturer who knew his stuff, but that was in BM. In English he threw my hopes against the wall and crushed them into pieces. He's a good teach, but the grammatical errors stunned me. His notes were literally translated from BM to English, really I'm not exaggerating. Terrible. I cringe everytime I look at the slides. That was the first subject I wanted to sleep through. Paid attention though, first day and all, but every single lesson after that and I shut him out. And don't even think about chiding me about it. Yes, I agree we should pay attention but really, if it weren't for the Powers That Be, I wouldn't even be taking the bloody subject and paying for it as well.
So today we were having a 3 hours replacement class, and Lily and I were chatting. 'I have a feeling that MS is a waste of time and money,' I muttered. Lily glanced at me. 'You don't need to feel, it's a fact.' Laughed quite a bit at that. Lou was right. Lily was crazy, fun and remarkably witty. I'm impressed. Really I am.
The moment he walked in the lesson began with the presentations. Unfortunately, only Xin Yi, Lily and I were present out of the rest of our team mates. Jeya had to bailed to attend her grandma's funeral. Zean Shiung had to go for debate. Eldwin was missing in action, and so was Dhiren, while Joel, who was supposed to present, was MIA as well. So we managed to skip the presentation by giving the excuse that our mate who had the pen drive (yeah, seems it had to be a powerpoint pres. He never told us anything about that!) wasn't present. We had meant for it to be Joel, but when Joel and Eldwin (who got lost) turned up halfway through the presentation, we girls simultaneously agreed that Zean Shiung would be the one we use instead. Sorry, pal :) Almost fell asleep a few times during the many presentations.
Azri let us out for a break at eleven-ish, came back slightly late, and he was talking about something (which I wasn't listening to because I felt bored and started playing with my cards) when he talked about something and said, 'Like the British people say, A hungry man--'
'--is an angry man,' Lily finished, but his version turned out to be, '--tends to be angry.' He then proceeds to write it on the white board, but his spelling was a bit out of sorts and the sentence ended up being 'Hungary man tend to be angry man.'
Lily, I, Xin Yi and practically the whole class was trying hard not to laugh out loud at him. Lily kept on giggling every few seconds and I prompted it by saying, 'Men from Hungary are very angry, Lily. We shouldn't go to that country.' And Azri actually thought we were laughing in agreement with him!
Well, after that Dad picked me up and drove me to Tesco, and I was planning of asking my mum if we could have pizza for lunch because honestly, I've been craving for pizza for ages. Then my dad said the magic sentence: We're going to eat pizza.
Dad chided me for screaming in the car with that exasperated look on his face.
After parking the car (saw a lorry with the lion dance people in it) we went off to lunch. Just as we finished, we heard the lion dance people at it already in the entrance. Sis and I walked onward, just as she was telling me the story of a pal of hers whom she was going out with when they passed by a lion dance. The pal was about to make a turn to watch the dance when he realised she wasn't following, just walking straight past it. So he asked, doesn't she want to watch? She gave him a look and replied, 'Why so jacun one? Lion dance also never see before meh?'
So we were laughing all the way up, got a trolley and continued talking while Mum and Dad and neighbour were busy picking out groceries. Then we heard the noise of drumming and we were like, The lion dance is up here. So we pushed the cart to one side, pulled my sis in closer, and we were watching the first lion (which, on closer inspection, turned out to be a tiger - Year of the Tiger) walk past. Then we saw another tiger, and behind it, the people whacking the drums, which were seriously loud I could barely hear myself. In front of the second tiger was this guy on a video camera, who was walking backwards to record the whole dance of the seoncd tiger. So I was talking to my sis, who had her back to the aisle and thus, the tiger dancers passing by, and I was telling her, 'You know, when the video guy walks back just a few more steps,' she leaned in closer to listen because, as the dancers got nearer, the noise was getting louder, 'They're going to see us in the tape because we're right beside them!'
'What?' My sis asked loudly. I pulled her closer to avoid getting knocked over by the dancers. I explained it to her again, and I was watching the video guy when, having previously pointing the video camera at the tiger dancers who were right in front of him, he suddenly swung the camera to the right.
Namely, in my sis and my direction.
Thought it was a bit funny, really. Why the hell was he filming us? Turned around to tell my sis, when I saw the second tiger standing right behind her. My sis, who had her back to them, was oblivious to this. I don't think I moved, except I was grabbing her arm and shaking it. And she was getting a bit annoyed really when I pulled her arm (she later mentioned that one second more and she was going to say, 'Why pull me in for? Tiger very fat meh? Got so much space for the tiger to walk lah! Even an elephant was walk lah!' Thank God she didn't say it.)
You know how the dancers manipulate strings inside the head so they can move the tiger's jaw up and down? Yep, the dancer inside did it so that the tiger was actually "biting" at my sister's shoulder. She felt the pressure, turned around slowly, and raised an eyebrow at the tiger, trying to see who was inside. I was still frozen there, with that stupid grin on my face, kinda like the one people show when they find themselves part of an act or something.
My sis was actually staring at the tiger's head, then I think she patted it? And as the tiger moved on, I saw the dancer inside (bespectacled Chinese fella) trying not to laugh as he went off. Meanwhile, Mum was rummaging trying to get a good shot of us with the tiger but failed.
Suffice to say we spent the rest of the shopping trip talking about it and how we should've punched it in the nose or something and I was cracking up mock headlines for our day dream and stuff. Got to the point that Dad was getting annoyed and kept telling us to help with the shopping and stop talking so much.
Cheers.
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