Old archives bring memories

I spent some time going through my archives just now and indeed, all the memories started coming back to me. And it feels like I am getting older and older because those memories seem so far away from me now *darks

You know for some of the posts in my archives, I don't even remember myself writing it. So it is actually quite fun to be able to read through my own writings, to look at some old pictures, and to realise how childish I was (or maybe still am hmph!). I laughed at myself for being silly in some of the posts, and I wonder where on earth did I get the courage to post all those silly and funny and ugly pictures of myself just to gain readers. But it all seems to be quite a good memory to me now.

So do you have the habit of reading through your old entries and see if you have grown into someone else now? Someone better, perhaps? :)

Sudden inspirasi

It took me less than a minute to sign in to my blogspot account even though I haven't been here for quite some while so, yay! (Yay because this proves that I am still quite a genius boohoo)

Anyway how is everyone doing! *shouts into the air

Have I mentioned that I am already an adult because I am now working from 8.30 - 5.30pm boohoo. In fact I have already gotten the confirmation letter from my boss so lets NOT count how long I have not been updating this blog!

A few friends of mine asked why this blog is no longer updated, and I always reply by saying that life is getting really busy la, no time la, needs to sleep la, needs to poo la, needs to act cute la boohoo and tonnes of other reasons.

But the actual truth is because I think I am not really pretty already these days so there's no point blogging since I cannot be bimbo already boohoo.

Okay I am just kidding.

(Eh why don't you go click my archives and see if I really look good when I was like 6 months younger!)

But on a second thought there's no need to do so. Just scroll down a bit and you could probably see my 6 months old picture already *darks

Then right, a friend of mine asked why I haven't deleted this blog since I am neglecting it for so long already. Was it because of the memories, he asked.

Hey! What if all of a sudden I have some inspiration to start blogging again, just like now!

......

Okay my inspiration just went off so siaran tergendala boohoo

Happy New Year

2009, while everyone is happily celebrating away, I made myself the saddest person in the world.

First I watched "10 Promises to My Dog" in the midnight, and I cried myself silly from the beginning till the end. No I am not joking, I am really emo like that. In fact I started having tears in my eyes when I read the synopsis of the movie on the pirated dvd cover before watching the movie. Have you watched it yet? Go watch! It's very touching! When the movie ended I had very strong urge to hug the boyfriend and his dog, Ronnie. But its 4am in the morning, so, you know.

And god knows what came later at night. While I was on my way home with the boyfriend and his Ronnie tightly hugged in my arms, waiting for the traffic light to turn green, I almost screamed my lungs out when I witnessed something.

A white, furry dog got hit by a car right in front of my eyes, a few lanes beside where I was. As in, I dont know how he (I assume its a "he") ended up wandering on the road but I saw how he got hit by the car, and how he sort of rolled like, a round, after getting hit. Ronnie must have felt how tight I held him then.

As if it wasn't bad enough, another car came up and hit the poor dog again because he couldnt move at all by then. Twice! Can you imagine a small dog like that being hit twice?! Though he didnt seem to bleed, but just imagine the pain that he was going through. I am pretty sure he had internal injuries. And I just... I just cant describe how I felt.

Then the light turn green. But the poor dog was still lying there on the same lane. And i don't fucking understand how these drivers did not even bother to stop after hitting him! If only the first driver were to stop after hitting him, the following cars would have slowed down and wouldnt have hit him too. And by then, maybe there were still some chance for him to survive. But no! No one bother to do so, not even those on the other lanes!

The boyfriend then got down of the car, wanted to carry the dog and send him to the vet, or at least, he was trying to shoo him away from continue lying there. I was really worried and I sort of stopped him from going cos I was afraid that he would just run to the middle of the road and then some blind drivers were probably gonna hit him too. But the boyfriend was so worried for the dog he just got down of the car despite us hogging the road.

And because it was a 3-lane-road, and the poor dog was lying there in the middle lane with cars going at very fast speed, all we could do were to stand by the road side trying to ask the dog to come to us, or to go to the other side of the road. Then the dog stood up and went to the other side of the road, and then only the boyfriend got into the car.

And u know what?

There was a petrol station on the other side of the road, and when the poor dog went in there, there were 2 fucking stupid men there chasing him out from the station. Fuck them! Its not like the dog would harm them or bite them! And then the poor dog had to come out from that station onto the road again.

We couldnt do anything as we couldnt make a u-turn immediately. As soon as we were allowed to do so, we went to the opposite of the road, trying to look for the dog in the hope that he could still survive if we were to bring him to the vet immediately. We turned there twice, but couldnt find him at all. Not in the drain, not on the road, not under the trees, its like it was all a dream. But we knew very well that it wasn't. The world is just cruel like that.

And I am now fucking angry with the owner of the poor dog! The dog had a belt on his neck and its pretty obvious that he had an owner cos he was a really pretty dog. Fuck the owner! Why let him wander on the road? Why bother having a dog if you dont wanna take the responsibility to take care of it?

Sigh, though it's not my dog, I still feel very very very sad. So does the boyfriend.

Poor dog, though we did our best to save you, we still feel really sorry. We hope you rest in peace. We know the chances of you still surviving is really minimal, but at least.. we feel better knowing that you did leave the world in one piece, in a place more quiet and less cruel, and not on the road.

Face or Muka or Bin or Lian or whatever wtf

Sigh one should never ever try to change his/her password if he/she has extremely bad memory, just like me. *shy*

I just changed my blogger password one or two days ago, and it took me a whopping 30 minutes before I could blog here again. And that too was after I had reset my password. Hey on a second thought, that's not actually the case. I didn't actually forget my password, but I managed to forget my email address.

Brilliant! Pffftttt!

Anyway.

I am sitting here blogging in the college while waiting for the boyfriend in the other office with his thesis supervisor. You definitely have no idea about how I am feeling here right now.

Before this, I always get angry and annoyed with the boyfriend because he was really reluctant to start doing his thesis. Or in fact, not to say reluctant, he just didn't have the mood to do so. So I had to force him, nag him, and help him look for supervisor. My, now I regret deeply, for recommending him to this particular supervisor just because she used to be my lecturer and I thought she was really nice.

Two days ago the boyfriend and I happened to meet his supervisor in the college cafeteria. And because I knew that he hasn't been meeting her for ages, I thought he should just go to her and report on the progress of his thesis.

Again, that was a bad move. Le sigh.

As soon as the lecturer saw the boyfriend, she started lecturing. The one thing that really made me sad was when the lecturer pointed in the boyfriend's face while saying "I am ashamed of you being my student as you have not been seeing me and did not even bother to come asking me for supervision. Look how the other lecturers supervise their students!"

I do admit that the boyfriend was at fault for not approaching the lecturer and reporting to her on his progress. But I certainly do not think that a lecturer can and should say such nasty thing to a student. After all, I think shes getting angry just because shes afraid that the boyfriend wont do well in the thesis, and hence will affect her reputation.

Such as "Miss XXX's student so lousy lah, look at his thesis!". Things like that.

Yeah, after all, I REALLY think that shes angry because of "face".

And poor thing, I must say that I don't see any problem even if the boyfriend does not consult her on his work, provided that he does do his work (And of course he did, under my supervision *evil grin*). While I think that it will be good if she could help him, it shouldn't be a problem too even if he fails to do so.

Can't he just do what he wants and just show his final draft to her?

Frankly that's my style of doing work. I hate going to my supervisor chapter by chapter just to show him how I have progressed and expect him to tell me what to do next. That's not even my own work then. In fact that's what my supervisor does. He only read my final draft few weeks ago for the first time, and commented accordingly.

In the boyfriend's case, I seriously think that even if he doesn't go to his supervisor, the supervisor can still assess him based on his own work. Isn't that good and fair enough?

Students should only get what they deserve, and not trying hard to squeeze into the first class or the A category when they don't even qualify. Whats the point of these supervisors trying very hard to help the students?

Again, I believe it all comes back to the "face" issue.

Sigh, seriously, I think the education level in Malaysia is getting worse. Not to say the students aren't hardworking, but they are just too pampered. So pampered that they start to think that they SHOULD rely on the lecturers to help them in achieving good marks.

And the sad thing now is?

Even some of the lecturers thought so too! Look at the boyfriend's case.

Le sigh.

To me, seeing the boyfriend getting scolded and humiliated did not make me feel any better, nor did I think he deserved it. It's like me getting humiliated by the others as well. The heart aches, you know.

Le sigh.

40 minutes, and the boyfriend is still in there with his supervisor.

I hope hes doing good. I don't wanna go in with him because I cant stand seeing the boyfriend getting humiliated again and again just because he would rather depend on himself to achieve the grade that he deserves to get.

And I too don't want my boyfriend to feel offended and humiliated in front of his girlfriend. So I rather stay here and wait for him, which is something I hardly do. Try asking the boyfriend. I have very little patience in waiting for people.

Sigh hopefully his supervisor doesnt say nasty things to him again this time. Else I wouldn't guarantee that I would still be as polite to her when I see her around in college.

Or should I just go in and stab her now wtf

Theres no free lunch, only cheaper supper

Today was such a great day!

Firstly because I got to laze at home for the entire day, watched movie, walked here and there, rolled on my bed from one side to another then finally fell asleep, and then woke up and went for dinner in my uncle's restaurant.

And so happened my beloved cousins came over to the restaurant and joined us for dinner!

And then my boyfriend came joining us for dinner, except that he just sat there drinking tea while watching us gobbled the food and had fun with my cousin brother (The boyfriend is 24 and my cousin brother is 12, and yet they are like classmates / schoolmates. And they even do silly things together -_-")

Right after that me and the boyfriend together with my cousins decided to go for a walk in some hypermarket. On our way there I merajuk-ed to get McD Sundae cos its selling at RM 2 per cup now instead of RM 3. So off we went, but I've got a warning from the boyfriend before he drove in to the drive through section.

"No fries for dipping into the ice-cream okay! Just ice-cream!"

*Nods nods* (In heart: wtf how comes he knows it! I simply like to dip the hot fries into the cold ice-cream! You should try it too next time it's really yummy! But if you lao sai (diarrhea) then dont come to me okay!)

And then both my cousins were stunned because they didnt know that theres such thing called drive through in McD. They were basically looking at the section in awe while both the boyfriend and I berlagak cos we've been there quite some times. And we were busy showing off to them, telling them where to take order, where to pay and where to take the food etc as though we've worked in there before wtf.

So when it was our turn, we ordered 2 chocolate sundae cup and moved on to paying for it. The lady there told us its RM 2.10 and we corrected her that we were asking for two, so it should be RM 4.20 then (Why were we so kaypoh grrr!).

The pick-up queue was really long and the 4 of us were having fun chit-chatting in the car while observing the lady whos handling all the orders. When it was our turn, the lady just shut the window and went on doing her things. At first we thought shes gonna be quick as its only 2 sundaes. How long could it be?

And so we waited.

And waited.

And waited (wtf like damn long but actually its less than 1 minute lah)

And the boyfriend tried to fool around by saying "cepat cepat" when I thought the lady couldnt hear him at all cos the window was shut wtf haha. And then we saw one of the guys passed her the 2 sundaes and so we thought its ours.

And then we waited again cos the lady seemed to have some problem with the guy and they just continued chatting while ignoring us. Hmph!

So my little cousin brother also joined in "Eh kak cepatlah kak!". Again I think the lady couldnt hear us at all anyway haha!

Later, the guy came again giving her a pack full of McD value meal. And so the four of us started making noise.

"Eh is she going to pass us the set?"

"But we didnt order that!"

"Maybe shes just wasting our time lah i think."

"What do you say if she pass to us everything, including the sundae and the set meal?"

*Lady opened the window and handed us a McChicken large set*

The four of us, in heart: WTF!!! (Nolah actually it was only me hahaha)

The boyfriend then looked at the lady while slowly took over the McChicken set (He later claimed that he was thinking if the lady would realise she'd handed us the wrong thing. And he claimed he was giving her time to respond *me shaking head in disbelief*). And the other 3 of us were basically holding our breathe, thinking if we should say a thing about what we were getting.

The next thing we know?

The boyfriend stepped on the pedal real hard and zoomed off wtf hahahahahahaha!

And the 3 of us started laughing non stop. The boyfriend was cool only, no expression at all. o.O"

Then a while later I started saying that "wow we only pay 4.20 for a McChicken set!" (Actually it could be only RM 2.10 but because we kaypoh by telling the lady that its supposed to be 4.20 sigh why so kaypoh!)

It was then the boyfriend suddenly went HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Yes I mean HAHAHAHA not hahahaa wtf)

Sorry ah the boyfriend memang slow a bit in reacting. =.="

*Minutes later*

The boyfriend: Eh but I still want my sundae leh! I dowan McChicken leh! T___T

Cousin brother: Why not we go back there again and buy again and see if she would give us another set? (Kids these days =.=")

Partners in crime caught red handed

Next thing we know, our pictures would be all over that particular McD drive through tomorrow and for the next coming days. *hides*