Its supposed to be 'hiatus month'.
Which reminds me, I dislike that word now.
Wanna know why?
Its so cliche' and everyone uses it.
Like 'procrastinating' and 'pneumonoultramicroscopicvolcanoconiosis'
I think that's how you spell that extremely long word.
No, no one uses the latter but hey, who cares?
Sue me.
Sidetracked a little.
Sorry.
Anyway, I found out that once I post this,
It would be the 99th post!!
*happy dance*
Aaannndddd....
I want my 100th post to be special and memorable.
I don't have a sneak peak or trailers or whatchamacaullits but I can assure you, it will be good.
I hope.
Pressure..Joy..
So, this is just a filler post.
I know some would feel like its a total waste of time reading this post but hey, who made you read it?
Besides, this is my blog.
MINE.
Signing out,
fireworks
Two things are aesthetically perfect in the world- the clock and the cat. -Emile Auguste Chartier
Friday, October 23, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Of Birthdays, Smiles and Fat
As the days go by, I start to wonder.
All my life,
All my 17++ years of life,
education,
blood, sweat and tears.
All that for 1 months worth of poor torture.
But..
The torture is not in the one month,
Its preparing for that one month.
Yes, THE MONTH..
Awesome much?
One month from today.
Exactly one month.
Enough of depressing thoughts.
I went to Spring yesterday to celebrate Ginny's birthday.
I'm not entirely sure about what happened before I arrived, but I am crystal clear about what happened after I arrived.
Well duh, I was there.
When I walked in the food court, Lippy saw me and shouted out
OMG, you joined Explorace?!!
Immediately I glanced down at my shirt.
No wonder, I wore my Explorace shirt.
To tired to explain, I said yes.
A little voice in my head (no, I'm not crazy) said tell the truth.
I did.
But too bad Lippy wasn't there to hear me.
Then when Marylin told her the truth
She didn't believe her.
But then again, she didn't believe Ginny and Mei Theen too.
And she blames me for her not trusting them.
When she finally realised that we're (they, actually) were telling the truth
She merajuk-ed.
Problem statement: How to do you pujuk someone older than you are?
Hypothesis: Sand art.
I don't think I want to tell that story. It's not mine to tell.
See Lippy, I am nice.
Elaine wanted to go see Kenny Sia.
No wait, she wanted more than to see him.
She wanted to meet, greet and take a picture with Kenny Sia.
We're like: Doood, he's like, celebrity, like. He is like, famous, like.
But then the thought of meeting a celebrity (no matter how small) was intriguing.
And that thought got the better of us.
We marched toward the little promotion booth where Mr Sia was.
He was busy convincing a potential client so we decided to wait or to give-up. I'm not sure. I was too busy trying not to laugh.
Maybe that's my reaction to seeing famous people.
Imagine this:
Me meeting the Prime Minister of Malaysia.
"*stutters* Good Morning *tries to conceal laughter* *smiles then tries to laugh discreetly*"
Then all hell breaks loose and I start laughing like a diseased hyena.
Okay, back to the story.
Suddenly something caught our eyes.
A banner.
But what caught it was the words on the banner.
Free Fat Analysis (or something like that)
I was like Fat Analysis. And free. Wow.
A combination of words that catches peoples attention easily like a fly swatter to a fly.
Lippy was sceptical at first.
Then we egged her on and she did it.
Many times, actually.
The machine kept malfunctioning.
I have a theory but I would rather not say it.
Oh, oh! One of the staff at the booth asked us to try other machines.
And we're like, uh, no thanks. Just ate. *smiles wide concealing real reason of not wanting to look like a hamster in a wheel*
Then he asked, "How old are you?"
We: *hesistates* 17. *someone mutters 'Kantoi' under breath*
Staff: Hmmm.. SPM this year, right?
We: *Same person mutters 'Kantoi' again* Yeah.
Staff: When is it?
We: In exactly 1 month *Kantoi again*
Staff: Well,good luck. (Or at least that's what I think he said)
All my life,
All my 17++ years of life,
education,
blood, sweat and tears.
All that for 1 months worth of poor torture.
But..
The torture is not in the one month,
Its preparing for that one month.
Yes, THE MONTH..
Awesome much?
One month from today.
Exactly one month.
Enough of depressing thoughts.
I went to Spring yesterday to celebrate Ginny's birthday.
I'm not entirely sure about what happened before I arrived, but I am crystal clear about what happened after I arrived.
Well duh, I was there.
When I walked in the food court, Lippy saw me and shouted out
OMG, you joined Explorace?!!
Immediately I glanced down at my shirt.
No wonder, I wore my Explorace shirt.
To tired to explain, I said yes.
A little voice in my head (no, I'm not crazy) said tell the truth.
I did.
But too bad Lippy wasn't there to hear me.
Then when Marylin told her the truth
She didn't believe her.
But then again, she didn't believe Ginny and Mei Theen too.
And she blames me for her not trusting them.
When she finally realised that we're (they, actually) were telling the truth
She merajuk-ed.
Problem statement: How to do you pujuk someone older than you are?
Hypothesis: Sand art.
I don't think I want to tell that story. It's not mine to tell.
See Lippy, I am nice.
Elaine wanted to go see Kenny Sia.
No wait, she wanted more than to see him.
She wanted to meet, greet and take a picture with Kenny Sia.
We're like: Doood, he's like, celebrity, like. He is like, famous, like.
But then the thought of meeting a celebrity (no matter how small) was intriguing.
And that thought got the better of us.
We marched toward the little promotion booth where Mr Sia was.
He was busy convincing a potential client so we decided to wait or to give-up. I'm not sure. I was too busy trying not to laugh.
Maybe that's my reaction to seeing famous people.
Imagine this:
Me meeting the Prime Minister of Malaysia.
"*stutters* Good Morning *tries to conceal laughter* *smiles then tries to laugh discreetly*"
Then all hell breaks loose and I start laughing like a diseased hyena.
Okay, back to the story.
Suddenly something caught our eyes.
A banner.
But what caught it was the words on the banner.
Free Fat Analysis (or something like that)
I was like Fat Analysis. And free. Wow.
A combination of words that catches peoples attention easily like a fly swatter to a fly.
Lippy was sceptical at first.
Then we egged her on and she did it.
Many times, actually.
The machine kept malfunctioning.
I have a theory but I would rather not say it.
Oh, oh! One of the staff at the booth asked us to try other machines.
And we're like, uh, no thanks. Just ate. *smiles wide concealing real reason of not wanting to look like a hamster in a wheel*
Then he asked, "How old are you?"
We: *hesistates* 17. *someone mutters 'Kantoi' under breath*
Staff: Hmmm.. SPM this year, right?
We: *Same person mutters 'Kantoi' again* Yeah.
Staff: When is it?
We: In exactly 1 month *Kantoi again*
Staff: Well,good luck. (Or at least that's what I think he said)
It was totally a kantoi moment because we're all supposed to be slaving our butts off.
Finally, the the potential customer walked away with a membership to Kenny Sia's fitness center, Level Up and was now has gained a level up as a full-fledged Level Up member.
More importantly, he was free!
The following may not be accurate as I was too light-headed.
But I think it went something like this:
-Hi
-Smile very wide
-Take picture
-and uh.. something about being too fat.
Bear with me.
Well, well. Looks like this would be my final post until Independence Day.
So I would like to wish everyone the best of luck, study hard (I don't care if they ask you to study smart, it doesn't work) and God bless.
Oh, and Maaf Zahir dan Batin =)
No, its not raya. I only thought it would be right to minta maaf to everyone so we could all start over with a clean slate.
And they won't wish you good luck half-heartedly.
Till then.
Signing out,
smiley-face
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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