dear "you",

just when i thought i've seen enuf dementors*, you came along..
the only d'rence is that dementors are thin and scrawny, while you, on the other hand, are.. well, the plain opposite..
come to think of it, you remind me of a human-sized garfield.. a not so cute version though..

you have such an amazing bean sprout-like handwriting that it makes chicken's clawing** seem legible..
spectacle companies shud SOO hire you as their sales rep,
cuz by the end of the semester, i'm pretty sure all the students in ur classes will be wearing glasses already..

and i wish i could pay more attention in ur class but the way u explain things sumtimes, is such a turn off..
in fact, if you were to tel me the story of cinderella for the first time in my life, the only things i'd probably get outta the story are
she's a girl,
there's a pumpkin involved,
and somehow it was a happily ever after story..

i thank God that it's almost the end of the semester..
sorry for being brutal but, i hope i'll never end up in ur class again.

love,
your frustrated student

*for those of you who have never read harry potter, it's a creature which sucks all the happiness outta you..
**haha, direct translation of cakar ayam

H.O.M.E.S.I.C.K.

i came bak for a total of 7 classes in two days, jus to find out that 3 of it are cancelled..

then i was thinkin of going bak to penang (5 days break!!!), then i remembered, i got a camp comin up this friday.. sigh..

so, i thought, maybe i'll head over to my aunt's place in damansara (at least i'll have a home-y feeling for 2 and a half days!!), then i remembered, i'm one of the person in charge for 2mr's techflow meeting.. sigh...

i am officially bored to death.. and i'm SUPER homesick..

i miss my house..
i miss my family..
i miss my friends..
i miss my dog..
i miss my bed..

i miss everything to do with HOME!!!

3 main reasons why i always go M.I.A.

see, the reason why i started a blog in the first place, is to update my friends on what's been happening in my life or what i've stumbled upon lately.. a somewhat convenient method to channel it (besides facebook), esp. after leavin high skool and everyone's off in their separate lives to lead..

and it's also a method for the future me to reminisce on what retarded things the past me had seen, done or said =)


but, what usually happens when i'm about to update a blog post..
1) *snap of a finger*
imaginary light bulb is lit.. i get an idea, i start developing on dat idea in my mind
i get excited about it..
i get RILLI excited about it...
i get RILLI RILLI RILLI excited about it..........

then i get worn out due to the excitement. the excitement dies.
i go thru a whole phase of mind-blogging and it dies b4 i even blog about it.. so yea, no updates..



OR if i dun have the time to write about it...
2) write it down somewhere first, to remind myself to blog about it when i have the time.. (and the whole time, i have da giddiness of a little girl inside of me when i tink bout bloggin bout it)

time passes, and one day.. it's time to finally update my blog.. i look into my updates book on where to start..
HOLY CRAP, I HAVE A GAZILLION THINGS TO BLOG ABOUT!!!
AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHH!!!!!

the indecisiveness of which one to blog about first kills me b4 i even update one blog post..


OR.....
3) jus a normal day, and i feel like updating my blog.. internet connection established..
(monologue : first thing i'm gonna do is update my blog..)
update blog.. update blog.. update blog.. must update blog.. must updaOH LOOKIE HERE!!! somebody posted up a super cool video on youtube!!! AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!
and so, yea, i end up doing everything else EXCEPT blogging..



so you see, i have so many hindrance everytime i wanna update my blog, and i seriously wonder how so many ppl can do it on a regular basis..
note to self : need to find solution to constant M.I.A. status of blog, or my lack of focus, or my short term attention span..

so, to those biotech ppl out there, if you tink u've created a pill or the likes dat can help solve my prob, i'd LOVE to be ur test subject =D

p.s. = on 2nd thought, not really =D hehe...

Today in circuits class.....

An interactive session between a fellow classmate of mine, let's jus call him Y, and my lecturer, I in class today.. emphasis, IN CLASS!!!

Part 1
Y : sir, how does this element work? does it have internal battery or sumthing?
I : that one, i'll explain it when we're in class.
Y : we're not in class now meh? (EPIC!!)
*lecturer somehow starts talkin about sumthing else and changes topic*

Part 2
I : "......there will be feedback to the input...."
Y : sir, wat do you mean by feedback?
I : feeding back.
the whole class : ?????
I : *mumbles* *mumbles* *mumbles* *lecturer changes topic of discussion, yet again*


sigh, when the seniors said that circuit analysis was gonna be a walk in the park, i honestly believed them. in fact, i stil do. but unfortunately, my wonderful lecturer manages to screw our minds upside down, inside out and make us feel like trying to decipher einstein's theory of relativity might be a piece of cake as compared to circuits.

exam season is OVER!!!

Lab Practical test 1.................. DONE!
DE Test 1................................. DONE!!
Circuits Analysis Mid Term.... DONE!!!
Advan. Calculus Test 1........... DONE!!!!
C Programming Mid Term.... DONE!!!!!

WHEE!!!!!! finally exams are over, finally i can relax a lil and catch up on my beauty sleep.. (my panda eyes are going a full circle already =P)

activities for may

3rd: *confidential*
4th: chemistry presentation
5th: english quiz
6th: physics quiz
7th: calculus test
12th: MUET speaking test, dateline for english assignment
14th: physics test
17th: english presentation
18th: chemistry quiz
19th: calculus quiz, *confidential*
22nd: moral project
26th: event management
29th: MTAF camp

STRESS!!!
need break!!!!

the 3rd anniversary

25/4/2007. I remember that day almost vividly. It was raining, just like today. I was off to school in the wee hours of the morning, going through the routine life of a high school student. It seemed like a pretty normal day, except that, it was the day my grandmother went to rejoin her Maker.

Growing up in a family of 6, i had working parents. Parents who left for work in the morning and returned home towards the evening (fyi, i'm not complainin about that, cuz i fully understand dat my parents had worked real hard to support our family). And the age gap between my siblings and i made our schooling hours different. So for most of the time, my only human companion was my grandmother.

My grandmother was no one extraordinary. She nagged, ALOT in fact. She loved telling long-winded stories. Stories about the Japanese occupation, how my aunts and dad grew up and other stories of the past. stories that kept on coming and made you think they'll NEVER end. She cursed whenever someone accidentally dropped something. she watched soap operas and forgets everything she watched soon after. and best of all, her paranoid and dramatic self would cause me to panic along with her at times. for instance, she'll be the alarm clock who wakes me up by screaming that i'm gonna be late for the 12 o'clock school bus if i don't wake up immediately. but the clock only shows that it's 9am, and yea, she's fully aware of dat.

but it was this very same lady who taught me about life. she took the responsibility of disciplining and looking after me because my parents couldn't be home all the time. she always made sure that my three meals of the day were prepared before i even felt hungry. and it was always that sweet smile on her face that greeted me everytime i came home. and oh, the little knowledge or skill i have about cooking, i got it from her. and ashamed as i am to admit it, she beared with all my rudeness and vents of anger when i turned rebellious in my adolescent years.

it's been 3 years since she left. 3 years. how time flies. the huge emptiness left behind after her death was almost unbearable. but as time progressed, it slowly healed. i may not be perfect nor will i ever be. all i know is that my grandmother played a huge role in shaping me to become who i am today. and i believe that i grew up just fine. should she still be alive, i believe my grandmother would be proud of who i have become. and whatever happens, i would never give up the 16 memorable years i had with her for anything else in this world.