friday the 13th

posibly the stupidest movie i've ever watched
ihayat tune: the barracuda [5678s]
possibly the stupidest tune i've ever heard

the fear of friday the 13th [sebut betul2...]: Paraskavedekatriaphobia, a specialized form of triskaidekaphobia, a fear of the number 13. I remember vaguely from reading the Da Vinci Code, that this particular day is related to the Templar Knights; who were accused to be a bunch of heretics. On Friday the 13th, they were arrested, tortured and slained.

i for one, had a head start to friday the 13th. wif my thursday ending wif a too-tough-to-handle highway test, i decided to hang out wif sum frenz...releasin our stress via the equivalent item to starbux coffee n ciggies..ice cream! sigh~ even the geniuses in my class had empty answer sheets. which proves tht i'm not that much of an idiot. ^_^ ~> not. EFF.

i ges ice cream wasnt enuff coz herbert took us to the college cafe n i had a lousy cuppa tea. i've been there a lot since they put up a big screen. sempena fri the 13th, the people there had to put on this stupid cheesy 80's horror flick called Friday the 13th. its like part porn, part cheese, part smelly big toe and for dessert, pickle n onion ice cream..which i did not hav at mcD. [i had a luvly jubly m&m mc flurry fyi.]

d muV started orf wif a doc n a nurse makin out next to a corpse and a tv, where there was a half naked woman dancing arnd thinkin she was sexy; but rly she luked like mrs blobby. n the doc n nurse soon got killed by a guy in a hockey mask [i think] using a saw/dagger. they deserved to die. even mrs blobby on the tube deserved to die. later in the muV were more bunches of people who deserved to die. esp the guy whose head is surgically attached to his cap and wears hot pants all the time and dances worse than an octopus on coke. he prolly tot he luked rly kewl back then, but felt like commiting sepuku wif a saw once he saw himself in the muv again in the nu millenium.

i cant believe i watched half d effin muV.. O_O now i'll remember this particular fri the 13th for the rest of my life. i even herd a stewpid song today. [tanx to my bro] the barracuda. a bunch of jap girls tellin people to do the baracuda. so there i was, ready to do the baracuda..but then i cudnt understand a word they were saying in the stewpid song. n i was pretty sure they were singin in english... o_O

EFF.

smelly cat

bird poop crash land target field

ihayat tune: kula shaker; mystical machine gun

3 cars belongin to 3 jb girls. the kancil frm perling, the gen2 frm skudai [who used to live in perling] n the mazda also frm perling. what we all have in common despite takin civil and comin frm jb..? our cars have been made into bird poop targets. i think those blardy birds hav sum kind of competition.

[read on with a brit accent]
bird 1: (drunk) aaite mate, lets make a bet. i betcha i can hit the blue car. if i do hit it, then u owe me 20 worms.
bird 2: (sober but takin advantage) 30 worms if u miss..
bird 1: deal! *drops 1st attempt* dammit! i bloddy missed n hit the black car insted~!
bird 2: rital [rollin in the air laffin]
bird 1: oi, best 2 out of 3? pretty please..
bird 2: fine...but make it 50 worms if u miss this time.
bird 1: and 50 if i hit...oh crap! my crap missed again!!
bird 2: sorry mate, a deal's a deal.
bird 1: but i've got a wife and chicks to feed...
bird 2: hey, do u want me to take this matter to the big bird?? [bird version of the don]

bird 1 sadly goes home to his wife n kids n announces tht they're gonner starve for the rest of the month. bird 2 on the other hand, ate too much worms in celebration of his winnings and fired away his excessive waste tht crashed landed onto our cars.

not only do birds think tht my car's a good poop target, but one fine night, while i was walkin to the cafe wif my fren, i saw a rly cute cat standin near my car...

me: aww..cute cat standing near my car
min: it is
me: i hope its not p**sing on it
min: it is
me: sh*t!!

the bloody cat put me in a rage tht i wanted to kick it so hard so tht it wud fly to the moon like a cow. but i was already late for my discussion so i had to postpone the plan. he thinks he can leave a mark on my car eyh? i'll leave him a mark..a tyre mark!

so today's annual car washin wasn't due to the dirt n dust on my car...it was due to aminal waste. i dun mind washin the car...but the fact tht i'm risking brain cancer.. O_O aargh!

Confessions of a Shopaholic

mr happy adicolor yellow series shuz
ihayat tune: Suede; Beautiful Ones

hard-core chick lit fans might hav heard of Confessions of a Shopaholic. the bestseller novel by sophie kinsella [official site] which i hav never got round to buying...coz i'm..yes, the dreaded B word for shopaholics world over; broke. :'(

so all i can do is read excerpts from the buks in the site juz to get a good idea of what i shud look fwd to 1ce i finally hav the dosh to buy em. while i was hapily readin away, i came across this little [excerpt] where i felt like...i am this Becky character. or at least on the verge of becoming her. O_O

yesterday, after 3 days of no sleep n hard labour, i went out to chill wif d gossip folks. wat else could i possibly do but shop? here's the catch tho..i only had 40rm's wit me. n tht shud cover dinner, petrol, a movie and starbux. so i did the other dreaded word for shopaholics world over..it starts with a W this time; i window shopped..!

it works on releasing some stress though. but the thought of me being able to buy that cute orange reef bag or that mr happy adicolor shoes and the floral patterned summit shuz and the gorgeous pdi top and the east india jeans to complete it all if i had the dosh..oh, the agony!! [puts hand on forehead in a very drama queen-ish manner]

"The rug was £200, come to think of it. But it was definitely worth every penny..."

i've known myself to hav sed such things when i buy stupid expensive things...a good example is my giordano bermudas which i only wear at home/college n the only time i wear em outside is when i'm driving back home from college at nite with hope that the pak gad doesnt stop me at the entrance gate and make me get out of my car. heh..i feel some guilt rising now..naaah..itz juz the heat. i forgot to turn the fan on... o_O

i hope i dont end up in that sticky situation the Becky character lended herself into. mebe i shud juz ban myself from using credit cards in the future. or make my mum hold it for me n then i'll have to beg her to gimme when theres sumthing i think is worth buying. no, mums hav a lot of mercy when they see their kids beg. i shud give it to the most merciless person in the world...[note to self: make a list of my most merciless frenz]

better solutions to this would be:
1. get filthy rich...
2. get a rich boyfren cum husband-to-be.
3. throw me into a "shopaholics anonymous" asylum
4. buy the cheap faux stuff [the dreaded F word for shopaholics world over]
5. think happy thoughts so that i wud hav no reason to release stress by shopping.

i personally like solution 1 n 2. lol~ i love me!

selamat berpuasa sumer~

ihayat tune: scissor sisters - laura

on the tube: 5 things u need to know abt scissor sisters

scissor sisters' lead singer bole tahaaann.. XP oh..no wonder...fact #3: jake the lead used to b an exotic dancer. i've been in utp the past weekend. n d pain frm the 8 hour travel aint over yet considerin tht itz d first day of ramadhan...had to wake up erly to help the mummy then i hit the sack again then the mummy returns n woke me up again not much later to teman her to angsana coz she wanted to buy curtains. the joy and wonders of angsana and curtains.

so now i'm all flat out on the sofa [all hail the inventors of the laptop] netting away. [women in the past wud b knitting away..lol] utp experience was interesting. i salute the architect for comin up with such a great design for a university for a bunch of losers. [no offence utpians] i fell in love with the library. i think if i was loser enough [again, no offence] to get into utp i'd devote my life to library worship. i'd eat sleep n live there. hrm..mebe 1 day when i'm a certified civil engineer i shud pimp utm's lame psz. i mean,the books in psz are heaven. i love old books...it has more wisdom, but the lib design...makes me yawn to an extent i'd stretch my big mouth half a cm everytime i lepak there.

ooh~ event of the whole trip! i drove around tronoh..hahah..for an amateur like me, tht's pretty hebat. soo proud of myself. ^_^ i met up wit my bes frenz eena n hud there n they were too tired to drive since they juz got back frm ganu the day i was there. lepaked at the maplai n watched happy gilmore. my mum made me drive her to angsana today. iman's driving rule: NEVER drive when ur parents r in the car. so i made up stuff like i'm too tired n woozy to drive. which i am. ha~!

itz almost 6 now. breakfast iz in an hour..now the mummy's nagging me to suggest a good place to eat for breakfast. [i wonder if the laptop inventors hav tot of inventing hav a nagg blocker...i luv my mummy anywayz.] i only hav nasi kerabu kaler biru frm tmn u's ramadhan bazaar in my mind rite now. itz ben a while since i sed hello to the mek...plus i'm too tired to enjoy a grand meal today. we'll save tht for later days...so nasi kerabu it is. or mebe my cikgu's nasi jagung...eep! i'm makin myself hungry! o_O hav a nice ramadhan everyone~

roaches should be extinct!!!!!

ihayat tune: itz oh so quiet; bjork [too quiet if u ask me...]

Periplaneta americana; iman hayat's biggest enemy. so there i was happily doing sum exercise on Lagrange's Interpolation Fomula while lissenin to bjork when i caught sumthing horrendous at the corner of my eye crawling on the wall headin my way. b4 i knew it, the bloody thing was flying towards me and crashed landed on my math notes!! it can fly!! O_O curse u stinkerbell~!

naturally being a roach hater, i screamed n got away from my desk. i wanted to whack it to death, but unfortunately for me the roach was smart. my notes were on my laptop's keyboard n there is no way am i riskin splittin my laptop in half. d last encounter i had wif a roach caused me to break a plate. not a good experience esp when Min keeps bringin it up everytime i face a roach, scream n run like a girl to her [tht doesnt sound right]. n then comes superMin to the rescue with her bug spraying eyeballs!!

she didnt manage to kill it tho...she came back with dissapointing news..."i think itz either behind ur laptop or hiding beneath ur notebook." great... d roach prolly had lagrange's ghost innit or sumthing comin to help me with my math... o_O so i told min to sms mas...superMas to the rescue! n she killed it..! i gave the roach itz last breath of death by supersprayin it..nyahahahahaha...so much for being an aminal lovin hippie.

now i'm all paranoid. every form of flying bug freaks me out, a bit of dust brushing past my feet makes me jump n i cant help but look around every 10 seconds in case the roach tht superMas anihillated was a different one n tht d 1 wif Lagrange's ghost is still lurking abt....

fin ende

ol skewl rocker~!

ihayat tune: bloc party; positive tension

i set foot into my ol school yesterday [the last time i did was a year ago, wif fikri to get our spm results] to find tht itz been uber-pimped. it makes u wonder, "hey, how come they didnt think of pimpin the skewl while we were still here?" after all, we were a bunch of good students. o_O [i know my frens were anywayz..lol]

it was rly funny walkin into school having an "official biznes" to run. so there i was, left alone at class 2es1...standing there, figuring out wat to say to the dazed and confused lukin kids. i juz wanted to hand out sum stupid questionnaires to em. so i went straight to biznes and i think i was very teacher-like. the way i talked to them, the way i dressed [except for my shoes] n the formality between me n them. plus i even fooled them enuff to call me teacher. hahah~

i couldnt stop laffin when they called me cikgu..! so while they were havin a hard time answering my uber dull questionnaire, i told them to stop calling me cikgu n call me kak iman insted. [altho tht makes me wanna laff n barf at the same time too] turns out tht most of the gals recognized me coz their older bros n sis's went to skewl in my era. didnt know i was miss popular. otherwise i would have used my hidden powers to rule the skewl! nyahaha~

yesterday's experience hav taught me several things:
- i miss school, but i wouldnt wanna go back to school.
- i want to hasut fatimah to do her practical in smktun.
- i lernt how to keep a bunch of monkeys in control [nah~ they were great kids.]
- being a teacher is not an easy task
- i am popular..even the generations waaaay below me know me~! ^_^

ihayat's top 10 chill out tunez for the driven

since gettin my herbert, i realised tht there are certain albums tht r frequently spinned on d cd player. ere's a list of me top 10:

1. Fatboy Slim: Halfway Between the Gutter and the Stars
~> gr8 for late nite drivin.

2. Orson: Bright Idea
~> for when i'm feelin brit

3. Radiohead: OK Computer
~> no comment

4. The Mars Volta: err...every existing album i ges...
~> hav no idea y, but asilos magdalena is my "driving song".

5. Bloc Party: Silent Alarm
~> for when i'm feeling super brit~! ^_^

6. Franz Ferdinand: Franz Ferdinand
~> refer no. 5

7. 311: The Greatest Hits
~> gr8 for fun in the sun..hahah

8. Beethoven: Masters of Classical Music, Vol. 3
~> eheh...i like~! esp moonlight sonata.

9. Jamiroquai: Compilation
~> when i'm up in the clouds imaginin tht i drive
a jaguar wif a built in disco. @_@

10. No Doubt: Most albums...
~> Girrl Power!!

berabut-rabut

ihayat tune: brown paper bag; roni size

an incident occured to me yesterday tht made me put a paperbag over my head juz like in the pic above. yerp. thts me alrite. i've been driving and wining n dining and walkin arnd all day lukin like that. if u were wondering, thts a pic of me at utm's lake. the buildings in sight iz merely a backdrop left by the photographers during the recent convocation. it gives a sense of space for the not-so-big lake.

long story cut short, i've created a new word tht i think i'm gonner submit to the dewan bahasa and pustaka for approval of itz definition and use. i've made the use of the word official yesternite anyways. who knew tht i, of all people wud invent a new word in bahasa melayu? [with help frm a fren who defined the word] i'm so proud of myself i had to bury myself in the depths of the blanket of shame.

i think i wud score an A1 if i took the spm bm papers again, despite the A2 i got. bcoz i'm sooo good at makin up werds n usin em in a sentence. woohoo~

today's theme song

ihayat tune: jamiroquai; canned heat

this song reminds me of napo...man! i juz gotta lern the dance skills nunchucks~! note to self: remind mas to bring the dvd over to college.

itz been 6 dayz since the holidays started. n i dont think i've done anything productive since then except for being a drebar yg berkaliber. oo yea...i tried to study at the library yesterday. it worked! but i forgot to bring my headset wif me, so the usually quiet lib iz quieter... o_O yawn~

so i ended up at fatimah's house, ate free chicken chops..man those girls can cook! [must lern to cook frm them next holz], laffed my arse orf coz aliaa was around too, then i ended up studyin at starbucks. n today, more drivin arnd n eatin n netting n readin n sleepin. must get myself to the lib tomoro.

the most exciting event of the past week? being united wif my brand spanking new black gen2 n going to n fro to the proton werkshop coz the car's a female version of herbie...herbitch. lotsa probs in the beginning. itz like the bloody car's possesed~! but all is well now n herbitch is no longer a herbitch n have become a male. much more appropriate fer me ^_^ n still unnamed he is...

yezterday~

i was so caught up in blogging abt me n min's song yesterday, i forgot to write wat i wanted to write abt in the 1zt place.

1zt of all,d S on my keyboard iz zcrewed up. zo i've decided to go all german. replace the S with Z..zince technically z makes an s sound in german newayz...hahah.

zo, i wanted to record d moment how i began my monday by zayin:
"f***ing hell, i'm gonner die...(and in ztyle too...)"

zo here i am in my new blu baju kurung (in style..hehe..) out early waitin for the buz. d 1zt buz decided to juz pazz by zince it waz alredi jam packed..then along came the zecond buz...i got in. had to ztand on the ztairz. no prob...den came along 3 idiot juniorz whom of which i dezpize btw who tot it waz uber cute n geniuz to ztand at the ztepz with the door open!

Q: who iz mozt likely to fall out n hit the ground with max impact?
a) the people at the bottom of d bloody ztepz
b) the bloody people in the bloody buz
c) the perzon at the top of the ztepz wearing heelz n bju kurung holdin on for dear life with 1 hand while the other hand iz holdin notebooks/folder/hanging on to bag wishin tht her day wont end in a bloody death.

eejitz...i zwear if i died tht day i'd haunt thoze freakz for generationz to come. i am never taking the utm bus ever again~! why i hear u zay..? bcoz my nu drop dead gorgeouz car iz zafely parked at home! i dont know if itz drop dead gorgeouz tho..i'm juz azzumin it iz coz i've never zeen it b4. but the conztant taunting from my parentz n my bro n ziz tellin me tht they've enjoyed d comfortz of me car iz killin me~! aargh! i cant wait to go home tomoro...n d car will b miiiiine...all miiiiiiiiiine~!~!~!

the shitty song

a lil sumthin2 me n min came up wif b4
doin our electrical systems assignment:

THE SHITTY SONG
composed by: imanOren
lyrics by: min fish u + imanOren

Owh Shitty, u're full of crap
Publishitty and all tht whack
U're too self absorbed wif ur
career ~ ~ ~

To c d front page on everyday's paper
U make me live in fear
My eyes are swelling with bloody tears
I juz got to kick some1's rear!

You make me wanna...

Swear~!
Shut my mouth now

Swear~!
Proceed wif the vows now,yeah

Swear~!
comb datuk k's eyebrows

Swear, swear, swear,swear...

gosh, ur wedding sucks~

contact iman or yasmin for the recorded
version at a music store near u...lol~

dream on

[ihayat tune]
radiohead; packt like sardines in a crushd tin box

the 3 most important men in my life right now; carlos, din n dave. carlos n din being my guitarin mentors, n dave grohl as my long term crush n inspiration. i juz had to name my esential guitarin fingers after them. lol~

recently i've been dubbed a geek by a wonderful fren of mine. and ges wat? i opened my yahu home page only to find the captions: nerd,geek or dork? whats the difference between them? lol~ this i had to see for meself...

nerd: people of above-average intelligence who place little importance on their appearance. They r often aware of their status, but they don't mind. In fact, many take pride in the putdown, as it means they're smart and not wrapped up in superficial worries.

geek [me]: Like nerds, geeks are smart, but they tend to focus more on technology. [techno girl? yesh, thts me] Geeks are the people you make fun of in high school and later work for as an adult. the former..? no. the latter, yesh! juz u wait...*evil meniacal laffter*

Dork: The biggest insult of d 3. There's no way you can spin it into something positive. After all, even the dictionary writes that dorks are "stupid" people. And to make matters worse, dorks assume they're cool. Oh, and they smell too. [like the person who dubbed me a geek..smelly...but u're not stewpid..juz smelly n think u're cool.]

conclusion: i have no prob being dubbed a geek. ^_^

being the tech geek tht i am, i think i need a fone wif a better sound system. i even had a dream abt it lat nite. therefore i must get 1. i'm pickin out songs for my nu playlist. but i have to consider wat d songs wud sound like when itz played on my phone. for eg; subterranean homesick alien wud really sound like a real homesick alien. i cant even play the artic monkeys coz they'd sound like a bunch of artic monkeys in the equatorial heat. man~!!

but i can only dream of changing my fone tho..bcoz,
1. itz still in gud condish.
2. i hav no money. i am stock broke n i hate it.

i'm savin up for an electric guitar rite now. i made an achievement by only spendin rm3.60 for lunch today. soo proud of myself~! ^_^ i'm cuttin down on the starbucks, n extra spendings on..erm..i dont rly know where my money goes... @_@ so i'll be writing down everything i spend on from now on. boredom can cause ur money to flow like water...

curses

[ihayat tune: king for a day ~ jamiroquai]

one word can say a lot.
curses...
1) i've ben cursing a lot for the past two weeks.
2) i've ben thinking of cursing a few people in my life to drown into the darkness of oblivion.
3) my fren thinks she's cursed. with wat...i cant say. [it's a secret..shh~]
4) i think chameleons [ sumpah2 = curse2 ] r adoreable.

ok..thts only four. not much. but it pretty much sums up how i've been feeling the past two weeks. issues and more issues. heh..at least for once in a very looong time i picked up a pencil n drew~! during math tho...so i didnt get the time to finish it due to the lecturer always walkin beside me n watchin me pretending to think. lol~

basically, i woke up feelin like shit today. pissed orf with the world...but mostly myself. i finally settled the things i needed to settle last nite. somehow i didnt feel any sense of satisfaction within me at all. I felt that i wasnt really given the freedom of speech. like my opinions didnt matter...tht's prolly why i need this stupid blogsite to let it all out. this morn i felt stewpid. stewpid for not makin the people shut up and lissen. all i did was what i usually do when i wanna get by life in peace...i shut up. and i lissen. and i let others run my life for me.

i dont know how much longer this weakness of mine is goin to last. now i juz gotta live thru d life i let happen. so much for the piece of motivation on paper tht i have on my notice board: "winners make life happen to them. losers let life happen" or maybe, i should juz lern to be grateful with whatever causes and effects that happen in my fabric of time and space.

give peace a chance

i finally have streamyx at home..yay~! helloooo torrent! ^_^ and for the 1st time in 8 years, we hav a house phone. aint tht an achievement eh..? still havent touched it tho..since i keep forgettin tht this house has a phone...a house phone. hahah~

i finally have the chance to load albums tht i've ben meaning to loads for ages...for example, i've always wanted to lissen to the works of the who. i knew tht they were a gr8 band n i've heard a few of their songs...afta managing to dlod sum albumz,i'm as ecstatic as ever~ ! itz a pity tht findin their albums' pretty tough. i only managed to find two albums; My Generation n Quadrophenia. Quadrophenia's pretty new n it rly sucked compared to my generation. it figures tho...once hey get older they tend to lose the touch.

after a looooong week stacked wit shytloadz of assignments, my limbs are in grave pain. i ges my whole body have gone thru an all systems shutdown due to late nites and restless morns. itz a friday n i havent had a minutes' rest since i got home. its straight to work n then my mum asked me if i wanted to go to jasko wit her. how could i resist? i havent ben out n about in a while...plus i do need supplies for next week's so called hibernation. hahah~

abt an hour ago i came across a cd i'd never thought of finding at home. a John Lennon collection~! i wonder whose cd it is..? o_O love his songs. especially give peace a chance, love n beautiful boy. this adds to my excitement..hehe...i think mr lennon is uber kewl,but yoko kinda scares me...but she helped lennon produce many of his songs. so freakishness forgiven...wat d hell am i saying?? i'm sooo sleepy...i should go...

guten nacht alles~ zZzZzZ....

the road to slumberland not taken

i'm tryin my bes to get a good half hour of undisturbed nap..i was this [] close until there was a road block between me and the path to slumberland. dontcha juz hate it when tht happenz?? so now i cant go back to sleep. coz thts how i am...so here i am blogging. o_O

what do i hav in plan tonite..?
- complete lab report
- try to GET numerical method
- DO numerical method tutorial

not a long list. but its a list nontheless...
i watched a movie called bollywood hollywood..cute movie with a very cute lead dude who looks like nicholas cage.. ^_^ buuut...it was kind of a cliche if u ask me...pretty woman-ish...at least d movie introduced me to a well-known poet, Pablo Neruda. if i had kept to a "dasar tutup mata dan minda" [closed mind n eyes], i'd prolly woudnt know by now tht Neruda is a nobel prize winning poet in literature..n tht his poems r uber intresting~ take diz for example:

The Me Bird by Pablo Neruda

I am the Pablo Bird,
bird of a single feather,
a flier in the clear shadowand obscure clarity,
my wings are unseen,
my ears resound
when I walk among the trees
or beneath the tombstones
like an unlucky umbrella
or a naked sword,
stretched like a bow
or round like a grape,
I fly on and on not knowing,
wounded in the dark night,
who is waiting for me,
who does not want my song,
who desires my death,
who will not know I'm arriving
and will not come to subdue me,
to bleed me, to twist me,
or to kiss my clothes,
torn by the shrieking wind.

That's why I come and go,
fly and don't fly but sing:
I am the furious bird
of the calm storm.

What makes d movie even more intresting is the fact tht d indian family tries their best to practise their culture n customs in a foreign country. which much reminds me of d gud ol dayz in england. where most of my frenz either bengalli, punjabi, indian or arabic. all of them who still recognise their origins and culture. somehow, i was kinda influenced by them too...like the fact tht i enjoy banghra music, i looove indian food and learning how everyone in my school is somehow related to everyone else was pretty amusing...they hav a big biiig family ~

plus;we malaysians there still keep to our customs too..there was never any harm in wearing a baju kurung for raya, and having weekly gatherings among d malaysians. sharing our special dishes with the locals...and celebrating eid mubarak with everyone. i remember winning an eid mubarak card designing contest back in limehurst. and special food were served for lunch at eid. sigh~ what does it take to experience all that again? only time will tell...

and the survey seeeez ~ ~ ~

survey camp. thats where i've ben d past two weeks. i am now in the comforts of home with a sore throat, a painful neck, burnt skin and a bruised ego. evryday u are assigned new projects to complete. according to our lecturers, they can complete the tasks in half a day. (i salute thee). i ges itz possible...considering u dont hav to redo any of the tasks due to errors such as:
- collimation error
- parallax error
- random error
- standard error
- human error
- calculator error
n d number of errors juz goes on and on and on and on...........
REDO the most feared word at camp.

the place was nice tho...for two busy weeks tht is. cant imagine livin there wit nothin to do. the only happenin place there iz tan on mi. a kedai runcit which sells everythin including the topi sayur we all live for to keep ourselves kewl.

day 1 was hell for me. i got separated frm min n got stuck in a bus with d person i dislike the most n d bus broke down n we arrived etremely off schedule, which gives us vry little time to rest n get energized for next day's task.

we had to work with d fellas n one gal frm atma's civil engineerin students. strong people they are. so i ges my grup was pretty much a gud combi of brains n brawn. me, howie, aim, wafi n last but not least azizul. twas nice werkin wit y'all truout camp.

the food there aint tht bad but the flies n d psychotic cats r juz unbearable to a point where i vry much rather eat in the sun~! if i was claustrophobic, i'd prolly wudnt shower for 12 days. coz d shower room iz like a mini sauna room. it blacked out almost everytime we hav a comin presentation n dressin in the heat n the dark aint easy..plus i never rly had a gud nite sleep due to the unstable bunk bed n even tho it had a matress, i can feel every besi beneath my body. i'm juz glad to b sleepin on chiropractic again.

if i were to write abt the 12 dayz experience i had, this entry wud juz go on and on and on til doomsday...the cendol there is good. i'm sick of chicken breast. i had an experience me-rempit-ing. i made nu frenz. and most of all, survey camp revealed everyone's true colours. plus it brought me closer to my classmates.

fin.

shit shock horror~!

hee...went to a b'day dinner last nite. had a gr8 meal...then the girls decided to go to the fun fair in front of singgah selalu. i tot wat d hell..itz only 3rm per entry..so we went. then d gals wanted to go on one challenging ride. then there was one..it didnt look too scary. so we decided to ride tht one.

cant evn remember what i was called...all i remember iz tht it twirled in a humane manner to begin with..suddenly it spun in a manner where my body was almost perpendicular to the ground. all the laws of physics came to me..centripetal force, tension, gravitational pull, newton's 3 laws of physics...whoa..did the girls scream their heads orf!

what made tht ride intrestin is tht i was left with no partner n had to ride it alone. plus i think the people in charge 4got to lock up the safety gear on my ride. O.O shit shock horror! so, i was spinnin arnd n holdin on to dear life n god knows how many newtons of forces i could've experienced during impact if i ac'ly flew out of the friggin car. the ride evn made strange clanging sounds n images of final destination came thru my mind...

i got orf alive..but the dinner i had was screaming to spill outta my guts. i think d other gals felt the same way too. NEVER go on carnival rides on a FULL stomach. omg..i'm sooo never going on a low cost fun fair ride evr again...i went on the bumper cars afta tht tho..had fun crashin into me mates..hahah!

it was d last day at werk 2day...priceless were my experiences faxing hundreds of faxes (yeah, right) there's more to werk than faxing..made nu frenz in n out of the faculty. i'm home at last but i rly liked stayin away frm home 1ce in a while n hang wit frenz anytime i want. sigh~ tis a holidae to remember~

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.

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~!

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...