Back to this sad and depraived space. I havent blog for such a long time that this space here is collecting dust. It has been a roller coaster ride for me this past month. And i find that im needing more and more sleep each day. Haha, memang la, some people have been keeping me up till like 3am in the morning. Anyway, Ive been speaking malay so much I have hard time convincing myself Im chinese, thanks to a certain group of people. Ive taken so many pictures but I still cant post them here just yet. Why? Its because no 1, my photos are in my phone, no 2, my phone cable is ro-blardy-sak so tak boleh pakai, no 3, if I really want to post it, Ive to use my friend's computer then transfer to my pendrive THEN only go to uni to use the lab's computer, no 4, I dont really want to use the uni's lab because its always darn blardy FULL everytime i go there. Its like the students will hog it until god knows when, maybe till the cows come home.
Just last week me and a few of us classmates went over to Atiqah's place to stay over. And we had a helluva time. We went out all night and came back super late. The car was the disco for us. I remember all the stupid things arthur would say and I feel like Im falling in love with the whole bunch over and over again. Ill post our pictures up soon, when I actually push myself to go through those few steps above. A few places we went, Curve..Hartamas..Heritage..All in one night. Seriously the minute we came back i fell asleep curled up on Atiqah's "carpeted" bed. And her parents are such good cooks! The crepe her dad made and the sandwich and the sambal for dinner was heavenly. oh, I'd seriously kill someone for that man. =) And the next time we come, we're promised black pepper chicken chop..*drools*
Anyway, on another note, Ive been cycling so darn much that I can feel calluses on my ass. But its good exercise. There's a gym in uni but Im just so lazy to go there.So i guess cycling up and down everyday would do just fine for the time being. Oh, and I finally got a 'A' for my English Literature journal. YESH! Finally after such a long time of trying. Mr Paul, my eng lit lecturer, is a real biatch. But we all love him. The thing is that he's hard to impress. Oh well, there's it.
Mondays are the worse in the whole week. Got a party this weekend at Darby Park this weekend. Hmm is it spelt like that? Dont even know whether I should attend or not. But then that idiot is coming back on sunday at around noon, it'll be good to take a bite out of him before i go back to that god forsaken place.
And lil old me here just misses my may ann so much. And she keeps forgetting to send her an sms but this time she'll remember. She just wants to tell her that she hopes to see her sometime soon. *winks*
Till then.
I know I really need to post my pictures.
okay, time for class.
*groans*
