Sunday, May 28, 2006

what curfew?

d last time i checked, students are allowed to stay out until midnite. when we were held back last nite by mr potato, the time was 9.30..2 1/2 hours b4 the damned curfew. so why hold us back? coz were 1st yr students drivin around? helloooo...technically, our 1st yr hav come to an end right when the sem ended. arse.

there goes all the babblin abt how we shudnt b drivin around...yada yada yada...how he can hand out summons to us for breakin d rulz...arse. wuteva. but when he sed d magic word "its one thing to be driving around when u shudnt be, but dressed up like that..? [points to me]" tht pissed me orf definitely n makes me wanna jab chopsticks into his eyeballs.

what's wrong with a polo neck,baggy bermuda shorts and my nikes?? izit gonner make me dumb? does it make me look slutty? watever the old man was thinkin, well...he's an arse. coz for 1 thing, there is no speific rule abt how we shud dress when we go outta campus. and who th hell wud know tht i'm a student representin my uni? no1's gonner go "Oh, look at her...she doesnt look like she comes from the best engineering uni in th country"

so what's d big deal ol man? o_O u shud rly juz learn to leave us alone and open up ur mind a little. i hate to be condescending,but mebbe itz d fact tht u nvr made it to uni tht caused u to fail to understand how dull life iz in uni when u spend a whole week there w/o seeing the outside world. arse.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Veronika Decide Morrer


Veronika Decides to Die (or in it's orig. language; Portugese, Veronika Decide Morrer) is one of the shortest book i've read in the past year...but as they say, size does not matter. this book is the most touching.

The buk begins with a simple paragraph which totally pulled me thru to the end: "On November 11, 1997, Veronika decided that the moment to kill herself had - at last! - arrived." it makes you wonder ~ ~

Written by the author of The Alchemist, Veronika Decides to Die is about 24 year old Veronika from Slovenia who has everything she could ever want in life, but is somehow unhappy...so she decides to commit suicide by taking an ovedose of sleeping pills. her plan backfired and she wakes up to finds herself in Villete, a mental hospital in Slovenia. She is told that she only has a week to live.

The buk tells us of the lives of the patients at villete and how they were affected by veronika's arrival to the hospital. even the mad thought that veronika was crazy. the effects on several characters are put into focus. Zedka, Mari and Eduard. They all have their own history where most of them were once happy and sucessful but were brought down by the pressure that life brings.

Veronika on the other hand, learnt many things that she had never let herself to feel while she was in the outside world. here in a world where everybody's insane, veronika does whatever the hell she wants to coz nobody gives a damn. she let out her anger through music, she fell in love, she began to apprecite life; thus feeling fear. fear of death. now that she knew life had a meaning; it was too late. so, she lived life to the fullest as though there were no tommorow. (in her case, there isn't)

what happens in the end? read it. ha~!

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Satan's Night Out

Neooo..i haven't gotten into d dark ways...but if it meant bein lestat's girl vampire, anytime~! lol...aneeewayz, satan's night out is lestat's band. dunno if tht's wat d band's called in the queen of the damned movie but tht's wat itz called in the vampire lestat bewk.

i finally succeeded in finishing blood canticle. daym...as much as like anne rice's werk, blood canticle was pretty weak. a good book usually takes me 3 days to finish at the most. it took me 4 months to finish BC n i managed to read 3 books in between..i evn read da vinci code d 2nd tym round! o_O So here i am readin d vampire lestat. this 1's intrestin so far...coz lestat's not deranged n in luRv~ and obsessed at bein a saint.

speakin of bein in luRv~ i fell in luRv~ wif an adidas jacket i came across yesterday at cs...i'v been lewkin for the perfect jacket fer a while n this is it~! black, white n gorgeous! resonably priced too..if i had the cash...daym~ luRv bites!

my last paper iz finally over and i'm havin d tym of my life not feelin guilty abt not readin. but i am readin..juz not stuff tht educates me. ha~! i think i screwed up math...i never hated math..but this sem i do. wud be nice to repeat it tho...coz i cant afford another c+ on my record...must fix math. ah well..cest la vie~~

i hav no idea wat my planz for the holz r, but i dont want to hang arnd home. i'm not gonner ternak more lemaks as i alredy hav during study week. anywayz, i need cash to roll in..there's the adidas jacket, and the gallas bag and the flip flops and the wardrobe change...the list goes on and on and on...dont think i'll be able to all the stuffs in my list since the only job offer i got so far is an RA job where i'll b werkin wit a prof frm my fac. sounds like fun considerin i'll b doin it with my frenz...for a mere 500bux. still, money doesnt grow on trees. i wish they can..and grow in multiple of threes~! khee...

sigh~ mata duitan...thts wat my parents call me. d hell i care...madonna's right. itz a material world. and i'm happy d way things r. i'm not gonner b clad in an adidas jacket when i'm 50. i'll do it now. when i'm 50, i gotta be at least Assoc. Prof. Dr Iman Hayat...rich, sucessful, and livin alone with 20 cats and a gerbil called herman. lol~ me n my vivid imagination...