Sunday, September 30, 2007

Due to a rock...
called..


laziness

this blog will be officially proclaimed...

inactive

(because I'm too damn lazy to update..)

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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

And the moral of this story is.....
I fell yesterday...

and landed on my chin...

hard...

Lost: RM 285 on medical bill
Gained: A new scar to my addition of scars

Humiliation of wearing the big bandage under my chin?

priceless....
=.=

What have we learned boys and girls?
Never run in the bedroom especially when you have wet feet and slippery tiles
(Not even when your alarm is ringing with the embarrassing tone of 'girlfriend - avril lavigne'. my scar will twinge painfully every time I hear that song =.=

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Friday, September 21, 2007

My room
Okay, I know this is long overdued but being late is better than never right? =P

At least I didn't claim that I was too lazy to try =P

The first this you see when you open the door:
The ACTUAL closet (please note, there are two fake/spare closets lying round...)

My personal balcony =D (Door can't be opened though cause I don't have the key, so it's there for decoration and as an extra large window)

My study/trash table (aka the table where I throw everything)

Another closet. The door out on the right.

After the door is my bed.

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It's back!
I'm typing this post from, believe it or not,

MY OWN LAPTOP!

YAY! It's finally back! Please don't ever leave me again my sweet laptop T_T...



It looks no different from the same old laptop that I had.

In fact, the same error(blue screen) that I sent for repair popped up again when I installed my anti-virus

.....
=.=

I'll not sent it for repair!
I'll wait and see if it happens again.
Thee shalt not part me from my beloved:)

This post, is dedicated to:

The journey of getting my laptop back =D.

Nicky drove me to get my laptop, even though we both didn't know the way...
We just winged it...

Basically, we thought it was at shah alam but it turns out it was at Glenmarie. Luckily I read the address first...=.=

No. 4, Jalan Saudagar U1/16, Seksyen U1, Hicom Glenmarie Park. <- The address in case anyone with a Toshiba laptop needs to find it...

So, okay! We got into Glenmarie, time to find Seksyen U1...
And we spotted U1/50! Lucky!

So that must mean that U1/16 was righteee at the end of the road. (Mighty far end of the road it seems...=.=).

But we didn't give up! We kept driving and the signs were decreasing,
U1/48
U1/47
U1/46
U1/45
U1/46...

.....

I thought it was a mistake of my eyes, getting old you know...some more I wear specs...

Until...
I saw the Porsche building up ahead
The same building we saw,

on the way in!
(Smart of us, we turned on big circle...=.=)

So there we were thinking we were in big shit because when we got to the main road, up ahead was a traffic light,

with a T-junction...

Nicky picked left...
Which turned out to bad!

We went on and on and didn't see any signs that said U1.
Oh my God.......T_T

In desperation, I called Matt,
as I was on the phone, Nicky suddenly said,

Isn't that U1/24...

Glory Hallelujah! We're saved!

until we turned in and instead of the numbers going to U1/23,

it was U1/28 XD!

T_T

Nevermind! We persevered! We went on and saw,

U1/20!
Saved!

So we went onwards till we reached the end and saw U1/14 on the left and U1/15 and the right...

where the heck is U1/16? I was half expecting it to pop in the middle of the road. (Because there is only one main road and it branches out to the sections)

This time, we went right...
because logically speaking...

if left is 14, right is 15 then right right is 16, right?

WRONG!

omg! I seriously think the people who made the roads flunked maths!
we saw,

U1/21!

wtf?

By this point, Nicky was...
no, no noooooooooo.......!!!
T_T
He really gave up hope edi.

Until I saw, like a bright shining beacon,

U1/16...

A


Dear god!
Luckily, U1/16 was just down the road...

=.=

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Sunday, September 16, 2007

Ipod

Thanks.

For saving me.

The ceiling looks more interesting now,
and depression don't seem so alone no more.

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Friday, September 14, 2007

So, how's class?
Seemings as that is quite the common question floating around, I should give you a breakdown of my classes.

Materials:
Apparently the toughest class around because the more than half of the senior batch failed their finals. My theory? I think it's the lecturer's fault. Why? Because this was my first class on a sunny Tuesday morning and I slept/dozed off. (Frankly nearly 1/4 of the class fell asleep so I'm not the only one that thinks he's boring)

Our lecturer:
Mr Tham. Teaches us IT classes and Materials and uses a microphone in LT3 and CL1.

Dr. Ting once said to our class after nearly tripping over the microphone lying around, "The LT3 is such a small Lecture Theatre, who would need a microphone anyways?"

Sam was whispering down the row to my left,

MR THAM! MR THAM!

I had to control my snort of laughter.

Design and Professional Skill:
Taught by Mushtak who, on the first day, said: The ground rules are, if you are to call me,

SIR
or
MR

I'll minus one mark from your finals!

By the second class, I unwittingly said, "Thank you, sir" and as I was about to walk out of the CNC Lab, he suddenly turned, pointed to me, and said:

MINUS ONE MARK!

whoops.

Design's cool 'cause we get to walk in and out of class for reasons of 'working on our project' and he doesn't mind. We have to submit in our project design memo by this coming monday. My group's working on a Parking Lot Sensor thingy. Later~ lar, very malas to blog about that.

IT Lab:
Again, we had Mr Tham for our lecturer. On the first day of class, I was a very very very VERY naughty girl. The first thing I did when I got to his class was to switch on the computer, and...

MSNED!

I then chatted and blogged and suddenly, Keegan says, let's play...

CHOR TAI TI!

So, Keegan, Jeffrey, Isaac and I played chor tai ti while Mr Tham lectured in front. =D

Statics:
Dr. Singram. An Indian graduate with pHD. Also comes free with a very very thick accent. Another class I slept/dozed. Not to say that he's boring. On the contrary, Statics is quite interesting. Sadly, as I was trying hard to concentrate, my mind get blanks.

Literally,

BLANKS

I mean, I was trying to pay attention and decipher his accent when my mind suddenly translated

fasfdhksfa

aka, my mind couldn't translate that part because his accent was too thick. So, I had to chuck away a couple of parts of his lectures because I couldn't translate it. But I got used to it, after a few lectures.

Fluid Flow:
Another Indian lecturer, Dr. Praveen with another thick accent. However, his accent was not as bad as Dr. Singram. That was, until, he said:

THE YALE, YAM AND YAN

Instantly, I looked up from my notes (Along with a few other students) and thought...

Where's the yam?

Apparently he meant,

The L, M and N.

Owh, wow...

Advance Mathematics:
Dr. Ting is another funny lecturer. He orignated from Sarawak (Sibu I think) and cracks jokes in his class all the time. Especially about his wife and woman in general.

I nudged Chee Ming, "You know, for a guy who talks about other wives alot, I think he's not satisfied with his."

Chee Ming, "Most likely.."

So there we go people, My classes in general.

P.S. I will post my room pictures next time. It's long overdued =.=
P.P.S. About the BBQ I promised, will post when I get the pics...

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Chor Tai Ti
chor tai ti and msn during class.
XD.
For top left: Jun King, Keegan, Isaac and I. My fellow Chor Tai Ti buddies
I'm amazing.
Had BBQ yesterday. Will post, AFTER class =D
I hope to get the pictures soon.
Owh, and blogging too apparently...

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Monday, September 10, 2007

See you
Phew, this blog is turning pretty inactive.
Funny, considering now that I'm in uni, I'd have loads to blog about than when I'm rotting away at home.

Apparently the former and the latter switched places. =.=

Last night I went to Nicky's farewell party (except that he's still here and not farewell-ing). Therefore, a little correction is in order; Nicky's advance farewell party.

I'm the prefect example of punctuality!

I came half and hour earlier!

Everyone came an hour LATER!

Food was great, company was greater XD. It was like a girls' night out crapping session (except the company was guys and the crapping was dota =.=)

Let's not forget the perfunctory thank yous:-
Thanks Juin Nik, for the ride to Nicky's house and the hangers XD and the porn lessons. (Domino Harvey, nice show :D) Owh, and the Subway and dessert.

Thanks Sing Ming for the ride home. Hope your car's okay =D and to be my bullying post.

Thanks Sing Kwan for the pervy lessons (They go far in life :D)

Wrn, you came late =.=, but, :D

Felix, amazing songs.

Keat, ohh~ho~ho~ho...I know you weakness (and you know mine too =.=)

Nicky, for trying to suffocate me. Great food. XD. Will be seeing you. BECAUSE I WANT MY HANGERS BACK

Sadly, I lost touch with my inner blogness because. I BROUGHT A DAMN CAMERA BUT NEVER TOOK PICTURES. yea, bloody smart, the camera is just there to make my bag heavier...

Will REMEMBER to take pictures at Wrn's farewell.

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Thursday, September 6, 2007

My Resolution
After being unexpectedly struck my my conscience, I decided to print out my resolution and paste in front of my study desk so as I am constantly reminded of it.

And I had the bloody shock of my life when i discovered that I broke roughly 9 out of 12 of my resolutions.

Currently, it's the third day of the start of my new term and I'm blogging while the teacher teacher is teaching in front. Resolution 3 anyone? (Did I mention I'm chatting in the process too?)


Well~ I'll go home and study. HARD.
....I hope...

Things to study today:
Fluid Flow and C Programming

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Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Orientation
I had my orientation yesterday. Boy, what a crap way to start.
Apparently there was a miscommunication so I was told to go at 10 when it actually starts at 9

0805 - My alarm rang. I turned it off and went back to sleep
0825 - I finally draged my lazy butt outta bad. Went to bathe.
0840-ish - Finished bathing, saw clock and thought. 'Dear God, I have one hour plus left!'
0850 - Stare at the floor of my bedroom zoning out.
0902 - Keegan called and asked where I am.
Me: At home.
Keegan: Orientation starting
Me:*#@&#@#$%&! *Grabs the nearest pair of shoes and runs out of the house*

Luckily, I arrived with time to spare.

The orientation was great! Well, the second half anyways cause we ended up playing a game made by the students.

At first it was sorta lame and time wasting. Abuthen, the real test came.

Are you an engineer?
In short, they gave us an egg, chopsticks, straws and rubberbands and told us to make sure our egg survived a drop from the first floor.

My group:
Myat, Daniel, Farhan, Johnny and I (Keegan unofficially)

Lemme just tell ya.
If you employed us to design a build a building,
Be prepared for the building to




COLLAPSE!

Basically, our idea was a bit stupid/smart and weird

We encased the egg in two layers of balloon. Firstly was air (contributed by Keegan till he was red in the face) The second layer was water to absorb the shock.

The two balloons would be suspended inside a cubic frame made by chopsticks.
The idea was for the frame to take the main fall and the water to absorbed the leftover shock.

Impressive indeed isn't it?
Everyone thought so, judging by the way they crowded around our group.

EVEN MORE IMPRESSIVE WHEN WE MADE A MESS OF WATER, EGG AND BALLOON =.=




I suppose it would work if it were a metal frame welded together and the egg wrapped in duct tape instead of rafia string.

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Monday, September 3, 2007

Bored.
I've sunked to the bottom of the pit of boredom. To the extent that I'm currently blogging, without a blog! That's right, this entry is(was) on a sheet of examination paper, written in hand and read by no one. (Now maybe.)

Hopefully I'll remember to blog this entry. (I did =.=)

Well, when I got to KL, like the evil little person I am, I took advantage of my dad's presence (and credit card) to do a little shopping...

Suffice to say, I sorta broke resolution 4 I bought a blouse and a pair of capris BUT. It could be worse. (At least I didn't drag my father to Miss Selfridge, I think he'd faint XD)

While shopping, I noticed one thing in particular. Most girls are overly dressed! (or perhaps I'm under dressed =.=) All this points to one big, glary, obvious thing.

I'm
Missing
A
Damn
Blouse!

So after scounting around, I've come to another obvious and disheartening conclusion. The unfeminine-ness of my wardrobe is not because of my lack of blouse but my lack of colours. (or more specifically anything not black)

Yes fellow friends, while everyone looked nice in their multitude of colurs, I looked like a walking mourner (or perhaps a black tiang) with my black ensemble.

NO! nononono

As a desperate measure I shall add in another resolution to my new term resolution.

12. THOU SHALT ADD BRIGHT COLOURS TO YOUR WARDROBE

But this breaks resolution 4 and 5!! What shall I do?

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