It's 4am and I Should Be Sleeping

So I was looking through my laptop the other day to clean out some old stuff because my beloved laptop has become very very slow and was really testing my patience and then I came across some videos I had recorded during first, second, third and fourth year and it was really fun watching back all the funny moments and then I went on Youtube and came across Heather Morris's (the dancing blonde cheerleader in Glee) True Life: I'm a Beyonce Dancer video and suddenly got really really inspired to do a video like that. Though I have no idea how it could have inspired me since Heather Morris is a dancer and me and my friends are, well, not. But I tried anyway (to make the video...not become a dancer) and combining the first few clips was actually really fun and I started to get really into it until I finished the whole thing. Seriously, man. I have found my true destiny in life; to become a video editor.

Hahahaha. NOT.

Anyway, it was really fun putting all those clips together and then watching back the whole video. I bet we're really gonna miss our student life when we start working. Oh well. We got one more year to go to spend the time doing more crazy stuff.

Isn't it such a delight to watch that??? Okay, it IS a delight if you're actually in it. Haha. And sorry, guys, that I included the photos in the end of where I am present in, like, 95% of them. I didn't do it on purpose. It was a reflex action. Or I guess it was a defense mechanism coz in most of the videos I blended in, I wasn't in it since I was the one holding the camera, and I wanted to take revenge so I put myself in most of the photos at the end :P

And although the video says that the clips in there are from when we were first 'til fourth year...to be honest, I don't think I inserted any videos or photos of us in first year coz if I did, I'm afraid I would get killed by my peers. Coz the pictures of us in first year? Yeahhhhh...not that attractive.

HAHAHAHA. And we are SO hot now. Persasan, much?

So I guess I better get to sleep now. Will be starting fifth year in like, less than 24 hours. Goodbye great, long holiday.

I'll make sure to record a lot of moments in fifth year so I can make a damn good video right before we all graduate.

Okay. Goodnight.

Is a Title Necessary?

When it's almost 3am on a break and you're staring blankly at your unchanged Facebook home on your laptop screen for the past half hour while listening to Girls' Generation, THAT'S when you realize that your whole life before this is really just about studies, exams, hospitals, and gossiping with your roommate.

And. That. You. Have. No. Life. At. All.

This is the problem when you're not used to getting long breaks and suddenly you get this really long break and you're totally clueless on how to spend it.

1) went on a holiday (check!)
2) . . .

OMG. See what I'm talking about??? I can only think of one thing to do during the break and I've already done it. Now what???

And then when the semester starts, you start to get really really lazy coz your brain has already melted and to get it to start up again takes all the energy and effort of a whole universe.

And damn it, I would be lying if I said I wasn't terrified of going into final year coz hell yeah, I'm petrified. I mean, it's 5th year, man. Time to quit fooling around. Which is hard, considering I fool around. A LOT. sigh.

And what's up with those throwing-acid-a**holes??? Gosh. Mental much??? Ugh. And I have to walk everyday to the hospital among strange psychos once the semester starts.

5th year, please please be good to me.

Stick My Head in the Toilet Bowl, Please

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Okay, so have you ever done anything that's totally embarrassing but at the moment thought it was okay coz it wasn't THAT embarrassing under the current circumstances but then a few years pass and the circumstance change and you've never thought and dreamt in your wildest dream it would have changed that way and the embarrassing thing that you did years ago comes slapping back in your face, even though you were totally oblivious about it at the time?????

I mean, come on, it was during first year and you know when you're in your pre-clinical years you don't get out much and it just you and your books and assessments almost every week and your social life practically dies and you get socially disconnected and not intact to reality and and you just lost all natural instinct and common sense on how to mingle with the world and so you do things that's socially and personally also, when you think back about it, embarrassing but as the years go by and you start your clinical years and you're practically thrown out there into the world where you start meeting lots and lots of outside people and your natural instinct and common senses comes all crashing back and still, you just forget all the slip-ups and embarrassing moments you've done previously because you've grown and matured and you're like practically turning over a new leaf for yourself and you think that all those embarrassing things you've done previously will never scar you again and then suddenly, like I mentioned before, the circumstance changed--changed in a way you never dreamt would ever happened in your wildest dream--and the embarrassing moment just comes back slapping you on the face left and right and there's nothing you can do about it, not even covering it up coz you were so oblivious during the second that embarrassing moment was slapping your face left and right, hard and good.

Damn. It felt so good letting that out. 

I Hate..Haaaaaaaaaaaate...!!

I know when people read blogs about the heartbreakers and hearbroken-ers they kinda get fed up about it coz it's just way too common now. So I won't blog about that. Though it really, really aches.

Okay. Enough said.

My Melbourne trip was super super SUPER OUT OF THIS WORLD AWESOME!

Not only did we get to walk around aimlessly in the city in the fricken cold or went to the beach in the fricken rain or totally learned to understand the way way confusing ways of Melbourne public transports (Zone 1? Zone 2???) or got to make friends with the absolute-fuckin'-ly cute Bailey or got politely kicked out of the mall coz totally forgot everything closes at 5pm or stayed up until 2am at the coffee shop in the empty airport talking about how jerks some guys can be..but besides all that, I got to meet up with a friend whom I haven't seen for over ten years and the last time I saw her she was totally in love with my cat, Kitty, and I was always jealous of her coz Kitty was always leaving me to go to my neighbour's house each time Jasmine came to visit her grandmother in JB ;)

Jasmine and me at Federation Square. You've grown up to be so pretty!!! Miss you already, girl! :)


And not only that. I got to spend time with one of my closest friends, Yana. And Diyana and Yana hit it off almost, like, immediately. Maybe it's coz both of them are just equally insane. Haha. Laugh, guys. It's a joke ;P

Can't wait for you to come back!

I'm Not Usually Like This. Really.

I totally blame Waddah for this. SHE made me like this. I have never been like this before. NEVER. Thanks to Waddah's very strong influence, THIS is what happens;

I have become addicted to K-pop.

Okay, not exactly addicted but I can't stop listening to them. Fine. Not ALL K-pop but only F(x). And a little bit of Girls' Generation.

But more of F(x).

I like Victoria. I think she's the prettiest. She has nice hair.
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Still. This is STILL Waddah's fault. If she never introduced me to that marrying reality show with Victoria F(x) and Nikoon 2pm or whatever his name is, in the first place then I would never have known F(x) existed and now I keep Youtubing them. And I'm starting to memorize practically all their songs from that NU ABO mini album I downloaded (YES! I DOWNLOADED their album! This is my FIRST time I have ever downloaded an album in another language other than English or Malay) and I don't even understand what they're saying! When you start memorizing lyrics you have NO CLUE WHATSOEVER THE HELL THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT, then it has become a serious problem, people.

And their music videos are so cute! They're so colourful and they have synchronizing dancing and all and their clothes are so cute with PERFECT hair and GORGEOUS bodies.

Now I'm thinking of buying red denim. No kidding.
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F(x) seems to still have a brush of reality in them though in comparison with Girls' Generation coz the girls in Girls' Generation are like perfect DOLLS. Gosh, I so wish I had their hair. I still like F(x) better. They seem cooler. But I like Girls' Generation's videos better. And their fans keep fighting with their anti-fans about whether they ever got plastic surgery or not. Who cares??? Their videos are cute! And how come some people call them SNSD? What's SNSD? I get confuse reading their Youtube comments.   

OMG. Yes, people. THIS is how I spend my break. By reading every single comment on their Youtube channel.

Put a bullet in my head now, please.

Yes, I'm Still Talking About Weddings



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 Okay, this entry has some spoilers in it for the novel The Wedding Planner by Melanie La'Brooy so if any of you have any intentions of reading the book, then I advice you to NOT read this entry. With that said--

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Oh, WOW. The kind of quirky love interests between two souls like in The Wedding Planner are exactly the reason I read these kind of chick lits. It's been a while I haven't read a novel. The last was this one suspense/thriller kinda like novel about this kid that brought a gun to school and all and even that I skipped like practically 80% of the book where I only read the beginning and the end and a bit in the middle of where they had SI. What's SI? You guys can figure it out yourselves.

So, yeah. The Wedding Planner was quite good but I shamelessly have to admit that I also didn't read that book 100% but I can proudly say that I DID read more than 80% of it. It's just that I can't stand those small little details that won't really affect the whole structure of the story. Yes, I have changed from the girl that could read a novel for hours without putting the book down and consider it a SIN if even the smallest detail was missed.

Anyhow, I totally love the whole relationship between Mimi and Nate. I mean, come on. Nate, the professional trainer with a hot hot bod and sexy appearance and so not boring with a really good sense of humour falling head over heels for a girl who was actually in love with his best friend who is actually the fiance of her sister's but Nate, being Nate, wouldn't give up on Mimi insisted for Mimi to go on a date with him because he is oh-so-confident kind of a guy with a high self-esteem and plus that with good looks and Mimi then realizes she's actually in love with Nate and forget all about that perfect boring old fiance of her sister's and she and Nate become long-term boyfriend and girlfriend and in the end get married and have kids together.

Okay, so I exaggerated the story a bit but I'm trying to make a point here. Why can't real life be a fairytale like that? (Yes, I'm still not over the whole William and Kate thing). And even if it does happen in real life, why can't MY life be like that?

Okay, I so need to shut up now. Please please shut up.

Kthxbai.

And it SO does not help that my iTunes keep on replaying If It Means A Lot To You by A Day To Remember over and over and over again. Seriously guys. Youtube it up or whatever. It is SO good.

Ok. This is for real now.

Kthxbai.

Forget the New! I'm Sticking with the Old!

Okay, so I TRIED making this blog as intellectual as possible (as if!). And I tried updating as often as possible about my daily activities--though it still baffles me who the hell would want to read bout that??--but let me tell you something--it's HARD. I mean, I talk a lot with my friends. Seriously. It's so hard for me to shut up. So naturally when something exciting happens (or not even that exciting, even), I'd ramble with my friends about (eg; going to Balok Beach, eating ikan bakar at Tanjung Lumpur, going out to see Scream 4, spying on a guy wearing all black with a black cap who sat on a motorcycle in the dark in front of our gate at 11pm in the stillness and quietness of the night where our next neighbours were, like, 3 houses away, and he sat there for a REALLY REALLY long time before getting off the motorcycle and hanging something on the gate and drove away. I mean, seriously. We thought that we were going to get robbed or kidnapped that night. 6 girls in a house far, far away from civilization? Scary thought, I tell ya. Especially coz we just watched Scream 4. Little piece of advice; if you wanna see Scream 4, make sure you're not staying with only 6 girls in a house far, far away from the nearest other human being that night.) and I'd get tired afterwards and have no mood to type it all out just to put in this blog. I mean, what for? My mouth did all the talking. Do I actually need to type out all the things I've just said????

So I salute all those bloggers that really know how to blog. How you find the time and talent at writing so flawlessly, I have no idea. But I salute you guys. ;)

The only thing that I can write on a roll so flawlessly and eagerly is about someting I'm passionate about. And right now, I'm passitonate about Prince William and Kate's wedding that went on just yesterday.

I mean, true love, people! That's what true love is all about! And to have that fairytale wedding??? Where the bride looks SO ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS in a SO ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS dress and gets to ride in a HORSE-DRAWN CARRIAGE to the PALACE and stand on the BALCONY OF THE PALACE in front of HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE and getting to KISS YOUR PRINCE???? (Note that I would have liked to say handsome, ravishing prince to make the fairytale more complete except that, no offense, Prince William is balding. At least he got a beautiful bride). Gosh, it just makes a girl go back into her childhood dreams of wanting to marry a prince and become a princess.

Kate Middleton, you are my idol.

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I mean, Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge.