_of Jahatkah Aku? (Part III)

• Just for the sake of it, I will be writing this entry in Melayu baku. (Part II is there somewhere).
• When I say "melayu baku", I intend to use "aku-kau". Not because I am not "sopan" or anything, but that is the way (culture, if you may) we speak.
• "We" means by my family, relatives and friends. Don't ask me to use "saya/saye/cik siti" because that is so not me.

Let's begin.

  Aku tau aku jahat. Sebab kakak dah nak kahwin, aku pulak main selamba jak. Tapi dorang tak tau yang aku memang tak suka tempat banyak orang. Bukan apa, takda faedahnya aku di sana. Bukannya boleh buat makanan pun. Baik aku tolong family aku jaga rumah, ada jugak pahalanya. 

  Ya lah, aku tau apa ko mau cakap. Mesti ko nak cakap, "ehh... nanti ambil gambar family, ko xde macam mane pulak?", "ehhh... betulkah makcik ada anak pompuan sorang lagi? nape die tak datang?", takpun ayat laser kakak sepupu aku, "nahh... tu la ko, lambat balik. Ndakda sudah baju mu untuk dipakai time kahwin nanti. MUAHAHAHHAAA."

  Lepas tu pulak, memang lumrah alam jak la tu. Aku mesti cakap dgn dorang, "eleh. Bukan salah aku lambat balik. MAS tiket mahal. Airasia habis kena rampas. Tunggulah bapak beli MAS atau Airasia nanti. Boleh jugak aku terbang free-free."

  Tak pun, aku cuba try lawak berani mati aku. "Saja jak tu aku ndak mau balik. buat saspen sama kamu semua."

  Oh. I am so dead by then.

  Tapi kan, mau buat muka serius nie. Aku memang tak suka wedding reception/ceremony. So, jangan paksa aku pegi, boleh?

I know this is included in the list. But hey, I am going to live with myself for the many years to come, so I would like to decide for myself, thankyouverymuch.

p.s.: If you need any translation regarding the above entry, feel free to ask. I won't bite. I just chew.

_of Rain

  For those of you *squealing fans* out there, it is not that Rain.

Now, correct me if I am wrong, but I find no whatsoever attraction in him...

...other than the fact that he is good looking. *blush*

Enough of that Rain. Let's talk about the more general rain.

  It's 4:48am, and it's raining. It has been raining heavily for the whole day yesterday, with the occasional thunder and lightning.

   For those who know me really well, I rejoice when it rains. For the simple reason that I have a very deep affinity towards water (rain in particular). 

This would be how I look like if only I have a raincoat to begin with.

  And yet, yesterday, too, was the day I broke someone's heart. And the day I found out how cruel we would be in order to find our own happiness. With that in mind, I learn to be matured and grateful.

With that in mind, I just want to say:

Dear YQ,

Thank you for everything.

_of A Book with a Bite (or Two)

  I have just finished reading The Book (Dead Reckoning, by Charlaine Harris), after going straight into it with much vigor (for more or less, six hours plus some occasional stops) than what I am expected to do with -hmm.. let's see- Land. I know you will hate me for jumping to the point like this. Maybe I should backtracked a bit?

  But before that, if you were asking about my whereabouts and ongoings (or, wheregoings and onabouts), I would say "making exam notes, reading and memorizing them until I vomited white froths, spurted pints of blood from my nose, starved myself to the point of dizzying (and blackouts/fainting) etc etc etc.

 -Yes, before you dismiss that to the point of oblivion, it happened literally. I know, it was really unbelievable, but if you saw me for the last few months, you would know I was a helpless drug-addict, because I had been taking medicine pills every single day just to get through the sickness. And that was after going to a private hospital to have check-ups. Some doctors we have here. *roll eyes*-

  Okay. Whining mood put aside, we are back to the situation at hand, which is...

"My Favourite Books of the Month"

Ta-DAH~

  Okay. For those of you who never seen any of these titles in your life, maybe you have seen another version of it like this...

...no?

  Really, no? -breathe in, breathe out- Then you must be more reclusive than me (I didn't get to watch the HBO series). Oh well. But for those of you who are in, just to irritate, annoy and even make you green with some kind of deep jealousy...

I have finished reading this, too.

 Bwahahahhaaahaha-HAHAHAAHA.

Bugger off, you'd say?

  I know a review-etiquette is needed for those who haven't get their hands on this latest novel of the Sookie Stackhouse's series , so before I write more...

SPOILER ALERT!!!

Let's see if I can nail it to the letter...

  ItallstartedwhenSam'sbarwasbombedwithaMolotovcocktailandSookieandSamthoughtthatitwasn'tanormalhumanbeingbutinsteaditwasaSupeSotocutthingsshortthereweretheusualblahblahblahaboutthebomberandthedangerSookiehadfacedTheotherthingthatSookiedidn'texpecttohappenwasthefightshealwaysneededtofacewhenshewaswithEricwhatwithEricbeingajerkandallthatOhandbythewaySamisgettingbankruptbecausethebusinesshasdwindledandalotmorepeoplecameintoseeSookieAndfunnilyenoughSookiehadtimetoplotsomeone'sassassinationbeingthepracticalonewhenEricwasbusyfightingwithPamandallthatasMustaphacalleditbusybeingMr.HighandMightyDeadGuyhimself.Throwinafewpunchesintheairbodyarchedinfullforceicepacktotheyahoopalace(iknowyouwanttoknowwhatthatmeans)andImmanuelwhoisahairstylistalsoBubbaandBillpartneringagainHuntertryingtocheckouthisnewkindergartenlaceClaudeDermotBellenosthedemonlawyerandsomesecretcompartmentintheantiquetableohandalsoAmeliabeingnosyetcetcetc...

I think I summarized it rather well, if I said so myself. And this calls for the occasion.

"Top Reasons why I prefer Sookie Stackhouse series"  

more than the Twilight Saga (or the Vampire Diaries that the girls have been watching recently):

1.  Bubba is cool. Though I never liked his songs, I have a good time trying to picture him with cats in a dark alley -while ERASING the mental image of him draining their blood-

Bubba~~~

 

2. Eric is well, Eric. A cool, arrogant Viking? Check. An intelligent man running his own bar? Check. A sheriff with some cool underlings? Check. -My all-time Mr. January? You bet he is. *blush*-

I've started to think that this current post is only appropriate for adults. Let me know if I am wrong.

3. Fighting and killing actions might not be gore to the point of Saw or Scream 4 (was it Scr4am or Scre4m), but it was enough blood for me. -I know you will start to rattle on House on the Haunted Hill or Stay Alive. I just knew it.-

Oh, look! It's a fairy-horse-which-has-nothing-to-do-with-the-above-statement.

  Well, I can continue on and on if you like. But I am sure you will get bored soon enough. So, why don't you just grab one of the series and tell me why you enjoy Twilight a helluva more?

No. It was never a wrong question.

p.s.: Q.L. bought the full ten books of the Sookie Stackhouse series. I had the opportunity of reading them first, some without her knowing, some with her full objection, ALL with her feeling of dejection.

If you think that she is crazy to buy that many books, wait till you hear my story. I have 32 out of 33 books of the Discworld series (by Terry Pratchett), the only thing stopping me from buying the 33rd one is because they no longer sell one in any of the bookstores. 

_of Being A Procrastinator

"My Current Dream".

  I've been wanting to write food entries about Chili's and Madam Kwan's and a Beastly movie entry. But I am too lazy I have been having (what we called) the blogger's block. It is similar to the writer's block, with the added element of being missing in action (MIA) for many many weeks to come.

  And since it is the Internet, you may find it very hard (EXTREMELY, even) to locate my whereabouts. Which makes it cool, as long as I keep away from Facebook/Twitter/Myspace. Yikes.

_of How To Jumpstart the Year of the Bunny (According to Yours Truly)

    Okay. I am so sorry that I did not put a post titled "My New Year Resolutions of 2011 (If Any)" on New Year's Eve/Day/Week/whatever. But I shall do one now, to the same effect as the resolutions, i.e. in my opinion/defence, What-have-I-done-in-the-past-few-days-which-can-be-deemed-as-resolutions,-if-any?

_of *How I Jumpstart my Bunny Year?/What-have-I-done-in-the-past-few-days-which-can-be-deemed-as-resolutions,-if-any?*

*cross as applicable

1. Busy lamenting how much Trust assignments I need to hand-in next week, the latest by Tuesday.

Excuse me for a while. I shall lament...

*cough cough* Wrong pic.

Could be better.

Or maybe I should change it to "wallow" instead?

Yes. Duly noted.

  Let's have a simple mathematical equation here. ("Let's pretend to humour this lackadaisical girl for a while. We might just get a laugh from it." - I know, this is EXACTLY what you thought, did you not?)

When I say "simple", I really meant it.

  Say x is the amount of Trust essays needed to be done in a month. And say we are already four months behind the schedule.

So, x times 4 = 4x

Then, say we put a number into x. Let's say 3.

Ahhh... Now we are in a dilemma.

As usual, the political answer is ALWAYS the desired one. Which in my case, the answer would politically be ZERO.

x = 3.

4x = 0. 

P.S. I shall pray that this politically accurate answer will be received amicably by the (more or less) politically lenient lecturer.

2. Watched a movie premiere

Picture taken on the table of Sushi King in The Curve.

  Oh. Have I told you, my post was one of the 60 posts chosen by Nuffnang to attend the premiere screening of the Season of the Witch starred by Nicholas Cage? Yupe. You can read my entry here but it is just WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too bad that I didn't get the grand prize. I guess I must put on more hard and creative works... Sigh.

  But on the day itself, what was more important to be commented on is the cute Nuffnang staff himself.

I will not say much. Or else, I might just get banned from entering any Nuffnang contest in the future. EVER.

3. Gotten into a big MEGA fight with my Ex

How it started.

How it was in-between. You might want to change that "someone" to "my Ex" or in his opinion, me.

How it ended.

  And then, the position were from an Ex, to "platonic friends", to a "switching sides" strangers, to "just friends", to "I-don't-want-to-talk-to-you-anymore-since-you-are-a-childish-materialistic-selfish-girl".

  Yes. You read that right. The last position was from him, for me. I have stopped at "just friends".

4. Cooking at Home (finally!!!)

My version of cooking. Or what I think, at least.

What Q.L. translates as "balanced diet".

  After a week of experimenting food in the kitchen...

What my version is REALLY like.

What ALWAYS happens right after I have done cooking. Revised casts: son = Me. Nasty, nasty man = Q.L. Mom = an elusive, supernatural being that can be summoned when you have plenty of money in a wallet/purse/bank account.

5. And last, but not least... 

To simplify what happens in a day of a law student itself?

The first hour.

The second hour.

The third hour.

And just before we go back home.

  This is basically what we have EVERYDAY. So, life is good, huh?

_of Some Miscellaneous Things Done Worth Mentioning, too...

It happens once in a while. Enough to make me throw away my phone, cat-fight with Q.L. to near death, and cook food until there is sufficient amount for a country with a population of 800 people.

Budget-limitation as agreed between Q.L. and I.

What I hope will not happen during the flight off on CNY holiday.

Caveat for the upcoming intake. Disclaimer on me, though.

Happy Bunny Year, people!!!  
Remember me when making your own good toast for the new year... ^_^

_of A "New Post"

  I have been out of writing for a few days. I guess I need to write a New Post. Here it is...

New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. 

New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post.

New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. 

New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. 

New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post. New Post.

*roll eyes*

_of Obsession

 I am now officially obsessed with my blog and Twitter. Life is unfair.

_of Laziness on a Saturday (Part I)

P.S. Listening to "Have You Ever Loved a Woman" while writing a post makes me even more lazy.

 -> I know. For someone my age, Laziness is off the topic. However, on such a nice Saturday like today (without the inconvenient existence of Q.L.), I think a bit of Laziness is allowed.

 -> Q.L. is not dead, nor is she missing. She is just gone for the weekend, and therefore, her disappearance is fully celebrated.

 -> I can assure you 100% that she will feel the same the time I will be gone next. But until that time is here, I. Am. Going. To. Enjoy. This. Moment.

 -> This happened a few hours ago. Not the "Later" section, but three boxes before it. Even though I fully realized that I am still on the Road to Recovery, I succumbed to the temptation of having this as my lunch...

 -> I was so lazy to cook and to do anything else that I used my JPod book (written by Douglas Coupland) as the cover of my instant noodle cup. Needless to say, they survived. Both the noodle and the book.

 -> And I know it, too. With my current health issue in question, I should not be having instant noodle as lunch. (Behave like an adult! Blah blah blah) I had my own share of bad consequence. The noodle tasted so ridiculously bad that I fear the rashes in my mouth came back. 

 -> Thank God, it didn't. But the food still tasted bad.


And I apologize...
But it did not stop me from becoming like this:

So what? Sue me.

P.S. I should stop writing like that. Coz I know with public conscience developing around the world, there may be a time when there is someone on Earth who WILL sue me. Just for the heck of it.

 So, I will change it to...

I'm thinking.

I'm thinking...

 Yes. I do blame it on the blank page/monitor screen, and I do believe it IS caused by evil pencils or evil laptop keyboard.

 They both mean.

 I might become like this next.

And when that happens...

 This will definitely follow.

_of Hating FB

  I. Hate. FB. End of story?

You bet it's not. I shall rant on for a few more minutes before I lost all my sanity to the social network website which is making me very paranoid!!!

  

Dear Mr. MZ (the founder, of course),

  Let's begin with the fact that I have NOT watch "The Social Network" YET but I know that it is more fiction than any other fiction stories outside. I like the actor portraying your ex-best friend/co-founder. He's cute. (Enough with these actors obsession, goddamnit!)

  Why do I hate FB? 

  Is it because it has now become so public that even though more privacy settings are being set up, it still won't be enough? Or is it the fact that we (as the netizens) are given too many choices over who is who in the settings. (Everyone, Friends of friends, Friends -- You HAVE to be JOKING.)

  Is it because of the fact that in order to stalk your exes or your enemies or your frenemy (friends + enemies) or even your parents, you have to first alert them by adding them as your friends? Thus, risking the fact that THEY might stalk you FIRST?

  Or is it the fact that your entire life is under scrutiny because of the oh-so-convenient Tagging service that you have in the Photo Album? Makes it easier if people want to capture the most hideous picture of yours and let THOUSANDS see it. So, now you are more paranoid of a Tag system than of a serial killer. Gee, thanks.

  Maybe it is because of the deactivation settings in the end when you are already fed-up with this website. Even seconds before deactivation, they try to ruin my life by JEOPARDIZING my sanity. "Please tell us why you want to deactivate your account." SO MANY CHOICES AND INSTRUCTIONS UNDERNEATH THEM! Why would I want THAT? Not only that, why ON EARTH would someone whom I've added for the heck of it will miss me when I have deactivated my account?!

  There. I've finished my rants. Will I be sued? 

 

Long live...

Freedom of Expression.
Freedom of Speech.

Disclaimer: See. The reason why I post this new Post is because I need somewhere to rant. Please bear with the ideas or opinions which YOU (as the high-learning educator) might find VERY cliche, too immature or just plain pitchy/peachy. I am not here to satisfy the requirements for your level of approval. And the last thing I need is people who think I am jealous/intimidated by the success of this network. Please, people. I am just a girl. And I have my own life.

Peace! 

_of How It Begins

  I've accidentally clicked wrong. Yes, that is The Sentence. Ihadaccidentallydeletedmyfavouriteblogofalltime, theblogthatIhavepouredallmyheartintodoingit. That sucks.

  So, I need to start a new one. I asked myself why bother after all the works I have done for the previous blog went down the drain. A toast to Google Account, may God bless you. 

   

  After finishing Julie/Julia Project book, I restart re-think the possibility of this. Why, you may ask? WHY? WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?

p/s: To annoy the hell out of Q.L. Coz I am going to dish out all ALL her dirty secrets HERE.

p/p/s: If you are going to believe that, you SO DON'T KNOW me. Might as well just stop reading the blog now.

This is Why...

  

  By now, I have passed my first year as a Law student. Nothing short of a miracle is doing its mumbo-jumbo-hocus-pocus thing to keep me alive, and insane sane. Of course, it is with the help of some wonderful people in my life, which in turn will somehow manage to have a place in this little, cute blog of mine. (MINE! MINE! MINE!)

  So, this will be the journey of my life, with people around me. Hoping Praying that in due time, I will find the better me, the one with the Courage and Confidence to stand up for the Belief, the Rights, the Justice blahblahblah.

  But that will be a long journey by itself. Right now I am more content to annoy the hell out of everyone in my life. ^_^