I have made the decision to stop blogging.
I won’t shut down this site because I sayang this site a lot sial.
Lotsa memories in words weh.
But yeah, byeeee!

I will probably still blog somewhere else since I find it easy to express my feelings through typing. Like typing very hard on the keyboard. LOL.

On a happier note, I’M GOING PENANG!
Fucking happy sial. Finally I get to go away from here.
Although only for this weekend.

Love, yours truly.

IT’S MY HOLIDAYS!

THREE TENSIONLESS/ASSIGNMENTFREE/EXAMFREE/LRTFREE WEEKS!

Ask me out, people. Make plans with me! Let’s party until our parents’ kick us out of the house or something, whothefuckcares?!

I’M ON HOLIDAY!

toodles, shopping bitches!

I am intoxicated with alcohol right now so forgive me for whatever I say.

How was your Merdeka’s Eve?
I spent it drinking and smoking at home in PJ.
Nothing usual like me and my parties.
I admit I was a bit upset when we did not head out but Vix made it up. (:
No baby, I’m not just saying. I’m serious. It was a great one..

I mean I did not understand why I was upset.
I always thought going out for eves are usually troublesome.
The roadblocks, the raids, the fuckingsprayingthing, the jam and the RUDE ASS PEOPLE THAT SHOVE YOU IN THE CROWD.
I figure, I was probably too fucking restless over the past two weeks.
Sue me and you still won’t get an answer why. I’m as clueless.

There are drum sticks (or whatever they are called) on my computer table.
I think my brother is learning.
Righttttt. Lol.
My fingers are freezing. Fuckkkk.
Oh, Amy said Avril’s concert was boring.

No point. This entry has no points.
Night.

Today had not been a very good day at all.
I’m currently in a terrible mood, ready to shout, scream or strangle anyone that comes along and trigger my switch.

Not being able to go to Avril’s concert did not make the day any better.
Got free tickets but I have to pass them on to Amy because I have a performance tomorrow.
Bloody hell. Why did they have to call today instead of last week?! Grr.

I’d like to watch her perform her first two albums.

Tsk. Right, so people, where to for Merdeka?

Lately, I’m hooked onto Youtube more than usual.
Here’s another video I think most of you should watch.
It’s a video of two friends dancing together for an annual competition in Beijing.
The guy lost his leg and the girl lost her arm in an accident yet they performed so beautifully.
I do not know whether you have come across it but if you have not, take your time and enjoy this beautiful piece.

I recently told Amy about this video showing a bunch of men surrounding a girl, hitting her, kicking her, stripping her and finally stoning her to death. I’m sure you have either seen it on your friend’s phone or online but do you know the real story?

I first came across it when WilliamLoo showed me on his phone. Then, I read about it on a female magazine but the article did not mention much.

*thefuckinginternetconnectioninftzsuckballscantevengoongoogletosearchupthelink*

Just search up ‘Kurdish girl stoned to death’ and you will have results.

Click on the image for the full size.

Do your part and come support. Afterall, it’s for a good cause. (:

I’ve been watching these videos again and again all week.

Must. I repeat. Must watch!

Flight of the Conchords - Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros
The other one is Jenny.

Sorry - Racist
I have no clue what they are saying but hey, it’s addictive.
And.. it’s amusing to see the them like that.
Vix told me about them.
They are from LimKokWing.
Props!

(please note this was supposed to be updated on Monday)

Oh what a gloomy Monday, don’t you think so?

Woke up to a very dark sky this morning.
Vix woke me up and I thought he got the time wrong.
So yeah, it had been raining the whole day.
Freezing my brain the whole time in classes.
But I like today, first time in months since I’ve felt this chilled out.
For once, I walked up the path leading to class without cursing in my head.
The path goes up a hill and yes, my college has hills.
Mini hills lah. I’ve no idea what are their proper names.

They are called foothills. Thanks to Hassan. Lol. I mean Ruslan.
*in a call*
Aiyo, I love my  man lah.

It’s almost the end of Monday and the freaking internet can’t work.
I’m typing this entry in a Notepad file.
I can’t upload the photos I want onto Imageshack.
I can’t log in to my WLM and I desperately need to.
I want to download my Hubungan Etnik file from my inbox and I can’t.
I need to prepare for tomorrow and without the internet I can’t.

MAKAHAI. *breathe in. breathe out*

Luann is currently sleeping.
She’s always sleeping. Lol.
Oh, Luann is my room mate here in Setapak.
Classmate also. Klangite jugak.
We get along pretty well.

So it’s been two weeks since my birthday.
That week was simple yet eventful.
Also I ate a lot that week.
We had Chili’s. We had ikan bakar at Jalan Alor at 12am.
Crap. I can’t remember what else I had.
But I’m pretty certain I gained an extra 2kg that week from the midnight suppers.
I have photos but they are with Vix so I’ll upload them next time.
On his birthday, he had a one song performance at Bangkok Jazz.
Was our first time there and man, I liked the place as soon as I stepped in.

I summarised pretty much every thing because I cannot recall what I want to type then.
We had a lot of alcohol too. Lmfao.

Last Friday was Taylor’s Dance Arena.
It was a dance competition. (obviously. lol)
I thought it was so much better than Dance Quake. (No offence to the organisers)
The stage was out at the carpark and so it was an open air competition.
Thinking back, we were pretty lucky it did not rain that day.
Liang was the emcee and I had no idea until it was our crew’s turn to go on stage.
I think there were 12 competing teams including us.
Neal named us Two Left Feet and Ean was competing with two crews.
I only found out two days before the competition.
There were six of us. Neal, Ean, Dexter, Ee Von, Yee Mun and myself.
We ended up third place and truth to be told, I was shocked.
Cause you see, I did not get the chance to watch the other teams before us perform and
I left for dinner as soon as we were done with ours.

Cookie Monster was the champion followed by Dua Coopang.
Dua Coopang went right before us so they were basically the only crew I watched and damn,
I thought we were done for.
They had everything in their routine.
Ballroom, hip hop, comtemporary, cheerleading.

Talk about the lack of confidence.
I mean I rarely go practice due to my clashing classes and practice time.
Once or twice a week was all I had.
I was freaking out backstage!
Luckily everything pulled through.

Now only if I can find a video of our performance.

Third.

Second.

Champion.

Oh, passes to Euphoria were given out throughout the night.
Neal bagged 23 passes in total and passed me two.
We were missing a few passes so I made Janus and Benji go up stage and join the game they were playing.
I had no idea it was that bad.

Amy drove so Dex, Janus and I tagged with her.
Coke, Syed Izzat and Coke’s other two Japanese friend, Tiger and Masa/Mase/something-Ma went themselves.

Dexter could be the youngest that had ever entered Euphoria.

It wasn’t that bad of a night but it was not that great either.
That club is cool as fuck though.
Great dance floors.
I’M TALKING ABOUT VIBRATING FLOORS HERE.
Great lighting. Not those you have in Barcelona that makes you dizzy and feel like puking.
Music was not my type since they played House but I adapted.
They have two rooms one being the main room where House is played and the other, HipHop.

The funniest shit happened that night too but I’m not to disclose it here.
Someone might kill me in my sleep.

We stayed till the club close.
I drove them people home and then come back PJ with Amy.
It was a crazy drive.
Sunway - SS19 - Klang- Teluk Pulai - PJ.

Photos are taken from Guaichaikid

I am going to change this bloody theme by this end of the week (or month, depending).

I hate this, I feel so dispirited every single time I log on to my own blog. Langsung takde semangat tau. It’s sad that I have no time. It’s sad that the connection I get here in Setapak suck.

I’ll be back. :/

I will turn 18, making me legal for sex, alcohol and err, whatelseah?

Of course I want presents and wishes, do not hesitate to call and ask what I want, okay? I’ll be glad to tell you the top five items on my 128947146127321 long list. (:

Sike! I’m joking.. about the list. Do call!

I left my camera in Klang thus there are no pictures of anything. Trust me, there were so many moments I wish I had shots of. Hopefully I’d be able to borrow someone’s camera for this week since it’s the birthday week for both me and Vix.

Adios.

Cursing like a motherfucker because she typed a long ass entry and the motherfucking computer restarted by itself. Tiuniasing.

No, I do not feel like saying anything already.

Back in PJ, our heater is dead. So every single day, I wake up feeling afraid to enter the cold bathroom. It is torturing okay! Now that I’m back in KLG for the night. I appreciate my heater really much. I will now go and shower before I continue this entry. Lalalaaa.

Well yeah, I’m blogging regularly again. Can’t help it, I try to update at any chance I have.

The whole week has been a pain in the ass for me. Classes, period cramps, dance practices and assignments. Which reminds me, I have one due this Monday. Fuck. It is not that I’m slacking and do not bother about my assignment. Every night I get home from college, I’m drop dead tired. I will have dinner, I will try to destress by watching television (note : does not help at all), I will talk to Vix, I will try to sleep and eventually end up in bed, staring up at the ceiling for ages before falling asleep. The only day I had to work on my assignment was on Wednesday. That too I needed to ask for permission to leave early from practice. It’s fucked up man.

This whole TTNight thing is killing me for real. Thank goodness there’s another week left till it’s over for good. Can’t wait to have a freaking life back. I do take the whole thing seriously but I think most of them involved in the committee are taking it over the board. And no, I don’t plan to explain what’s TTNight. I admit I sometimes have fun. I admit I met and made a lot of new people and friends but fuck, this shit drove me to the point where when I’m dancing, I feel no passion. There are no feelings involved anymore. It’s purely about getting the routine done on time for the committee members to see and then get screwed for the mistakes. Then get screwed some more for being late for post mortem, get screwed for leaving home early (9.30pm), get screwed for dressing comfortably in college, get screwed, get screwed, get screwed. Kanineh. What happened to encouraging and motivating? Every single time we step up one step, you push us down another three steps. Perfect strategy lah kan.

I’m not hating, I’m ranting. I’m so sick and tired. When I say I’m tired, I mean physically and mentally and I swear to god, I am not being dramatic. I can feel it draining the fucking energy out of me. I don’t even feel like me.

I need a break. I need it so bad. To recover and to study.

To make it worse, I’ve made the decision to move out soon. And no, there is nothing wrong with my relationship. There are just things that are wrong with me. I’m so different than before, now I’m afraid of myself and for myself. Sometimes these thoughts manifest themselves so freely, I cannot control them and myself. Fuck.

I don’t intend to rant but I need to let it out somewhere. You know where the ‘X’ is.

Moving on to happier notes, my co-curicular activity started this week. I joined the swimming club. Yes, I am aware that I can’t swim. The reason why I joined is because they offer free lessons! I am able to float now.

At least this Saturday, I had a good time. Amy and I with her college friend, Sarah went to Urbanscape at KLPac in the evening. We got lost from Setapak to Sentul. For two freaking hours. Today proves one small mistake can take you very far because Sentul is like right beside Setapak. Lol. Our main objective at Urbanscape was to shop. We obviously got lots of cheap goods. I, myself spent less than RM100 and got new a skinny, new shirt, new top and a new bag. I forgot what Amy bought besides the I Heart KL tee. Sarah bought herself the brightest pair of flats. Red flats. She could not wait to rock them in college. Met a number of familiar faces there. In the end, Q managed to get tickets to enter the main stage to join Mika. Right on time for Seven Collar T-Shirt and Pure Vibrations. Thinking back, I would have had a better time if I had beer to drink like everyone else but being a chinese I did not allow myself to pay RM13 per can for a Tiger. God, I hate events like these. Always try to rip off us off when it comes to alcohol. Lol.

Kay lah. I’m going off to bed. Toodles world.

It’s disgusting how pretentious people are. I don’t know if that’s the right word to use but I’ll go along. I mean I was thinking about this for weeks and had only discuss openly with Amy so it was rather funny when Vix mentioned how I’m like that too when I told him about the incident at the mall in Klang. We’ll not get into that.

What he meant was people generally are like that and I get that. Thinking back, I’m pretty disgusted with myself.

I’ve been going through FB and Friendster as usual whenever I get the chance and these social networking sites are the perfect example for the topic today. You see people you don’t like, you like, you don’t know, you hate, you loathe, you envy, you admire, you idolise, etc on your friend list and you know only half of them. The other half is divided into two quarters where one, people you wish you are friends with in reality and the other quarter, people you only know by name and had only talk to online through IM softwares whose email too you hustle crazily to get.

Are you following me?

I know people who backstabs people they have never met and today, it appears they are girlfriends. I’ll never sunk myself to that level eventhough I pretend at times. No point trying to prove to the world I’m all that ‘real’ right? We all know the truth about ourselves. It’s good to have contacts here and there but contacts are contacts, friends are friends. Why mix two totally different matter together? Makes things complicated.

I don’t know how I’ll end this topic but I’ll stop here. Maybe another day.

I almost forgot to mention..

I GOT MY HAIR CUT AND DYED!

Costed a bomb but hey, at least this time I love it.

…I’d like to elaborate about them but I’m tired and I need to rush back to PJ now so we’ll save it for next time.

Naqib posted up pictures of his 22nd birthday at Laundry and I stole some from his album on FB. Damn sad lah okay. My camera is a piece of crap so I’ve not bothered to take it out and my Polaroid kinda dieded for good.

Kay lah. At least now my post got a few pictures. DAMN SAD LAH WOI. At least I bought a new umbrella. Yay!

Means you sit in the lecture hall freezing to death in an empty stomach, sharing an umbrella with your coursemate, walking really fast to the kopitiam for lunch then ending up in a cyber cafe cause the rain got to heavy to walk back to college.

I’m going through the Urbanscape site right now and I’m considering whether I want to go. I mean it looks like I’d have fun there but I heard it was a free event back when it started and if I was to go and bought myself the ticket, I would be spending a whole lot more at the Marketplace there. So apa macam?

Been spending too much, too fast and on don’t know what. Fuck.

And oh, I formed a new crew. Yay! We’re starting small. So far there’s two of us now. We’re both busy with college and other things so we have yet to talk further about practice and so on. No, I won’t tell you who my other half is but I have a feeling we’re going to pull through unlike my past crews. For a start, this is my own. *jumps up and down*