one normal day at school.

there's just those normal days at school, where the curtin students are back and causing a havoc in college. when their term starts, it just means a more packed cafeteria, less parking space. but it also means, more familiar faces along the corridors.

the first person i bumped into after discussion with weng whye and clifford, is bimbo yap!

happily waving my MC. coincidentally yap and ika was sick as well! i look so freaking tired was because i just woke up, obviously.

ika who refused a picture.

sooooo called paying attention in investments. i don't often sit behind the class. i usually sit in the middle rows or the front rows. i have no idea why i was behind today.

oh that's me engaging in deep conversation with kyth and mei yen regarding international trade, during investments break. haha. which like, 2 minutes after this conversation, i went to have chicken pie. yums.

some investments works for you lovely?

yenne's 21st!

mei yen turns 21 this weekend. she lives in rawang (very far hello), so we brought forward the celebration. i have no idea how we ended up in zanmai, but it was after a very long discussion and many hesitations.

those who sat at the other side, excluding kyth the pimp.

i opted to sit on the other side because the sunlight was facing me, thus better pictures!

birthday girl! who wore same colour as kyth woohoo.

some food piccies!

ebidon.

agedeshi tofu.

tendon.

kakiage don.

so then after filling up, we had some good laughs about boobs and penis. and someone, was laughing at my small boobs.

laugh until sooooo happy. this is what you get for laughing at me. now the whole world knows what you look like while laughing TOO out loud.

as usual, we proeeded into taking more silly pictures.

imitating yee vonn's laughter, but obvious we can't quite make it. she's a natural ma.

chu-tao-peng. which is obviously tak halal. haha. sorry ika!

yenne and her apple crumble.

i love this picture the most!

that's a nice ending to it! haha. very cute.

such a weird shortly described piccie post because i do not feel very well. haha.

then again there's the paparazzi shot. cardigan credits to mindy chung. haha.

jazz off to bed.

ok, i wanted to blog, but i think i finally found my song. michael buble, here i come. i love this guy i swear.

let your eyes feast.

there has been too many posts with ...words. lack of pictures. so these are some which i've put away for some time. haha. which would be more than a week. i look extremely different in two different ocassions. well, i have good-face-days and bad-face-days!!! i am human wat.

lunch with yap @ pasta zanmai one fine wednesday.

bad face day, how edit also yong sui. sorry you have to bear this. haha. this is not in facebook because i look horrendous. well, i just woke up, can't blame.

pasta zanmai serves japanese spaghetti (not udon, you idiot). so i didn't quite like the menu, because i always preferred traditional japanese cuisine. not fusion.

chicken teriyaki set for yap. they had terrible lightings for photo taking.

i, on the other hand had unagi. which was yum. umm, set was RM22 i think. but i had the ala carte because i didn't want the salad. i am not a vege-lover.

last friday we celebrated jo's 21st at fullhouse cafe at nzx. i used to love that place very very much (as in nzx) and i brought abee there. but it's now so empty and quiet! sigh. wasted.

TOTALLY GOOD-FACE DAY I TELL YOU! fullhouse only opened at 12pm, so we waited at holly's cafe. please remind me to yum cha at this holly's cafe someday. they have nice sofas there!

totally good-face day! yap and i.

birthday girl jo was forced to hold up the present like that by yap. haha. because she wrapped it wat. pfft. and mei yen.

i heart heart heart this picture. because my face is small (usually i got big fat round face wat) besides orange's big hair. woohoo. and i am cute. hahahaha.

some lovin' y'all.

ok serious pic. nice jacket, sexy.

and there was also the food. i love the lightings there. good lightings, and my editing skills, haha, wth, brings me a long way.

mushroom soup, which i loved and sexy hated. i liked it because it was not from campbell. they brewed it themselves from fresh mushrooms, yum.

seafood pasta.

yenne's grilled fish. haha. this is my favourite food piccie. very martha stewart style huh!

mushroom/ham cream pasta. nothing to shout about.

yap's nasi lemak.

upstairs. fullhouse is a korean themed boutique cafe. they sell clothes and cute things.

the girls.

me and my cute face. haha. i had a cute face day or something.

group picture, see it in facebook, it's clearer and bigger ahem. very creative shot leh! and you all frigging blamed me for being lazy and all that shit, pffft. see how many of you liked it on fb!

the girls ran around taking camwhoring pictures. haha. it is a fantastic place to camwhore because it has very adorable decorations everywhere.

with the bath tub. all pictures credit to vincent pang, who put his ego down to take these pictures for us.

outside fullhouse after lunch. (i am getting sleepy...)

i cannot help it but to laugh everytime i see this. HAHA. vincent pang's expression is pricelessssss! hilarious!

so this is a piccie post! wheeeee..........

transmission intterupted.

shall do short blog posts these days because, i think i am running out of things to say.

try not too hard.

it is 3.05 am in the morning. i am blogging with buble ringing in my ears and msn tabs blinking. well, for at least, there's something for you to read in the toilet in the morning, right?

this morning was somewhat different from my other mornings. this particular morning, i entirely forgot about harvesting my barn! usually with utmost hype, i always set my alarm for harvesting. but thank god for granting me the best farm helper.

if you follow my twitter, have you realized the jam today was horrible? i entered class late! shy. SOME MORE I GO SUGGEST PUNISH PEOPLE WHO COME LATE. hahaha. why am i like that?

shortly after i entered class, mun see gave us a break. haha. but we ended up chit chatting with her in class. anyway, i thought one semester was 17 weeks. i was wrong! there's only 14 weeks in a semester. we're now in week 3, meaning, i am 11 weeks away from graduation.

omg, that's starting to really scare me. eleven weeks is just a mere two months and three weeks! i was wrong about graduating in november, i is going to graduates in OCTOBER! i do not want to be jobless, i swear.

harry potter and the half-blood prince premiers this thursday. i am so excited. i am more excited than yin wai was when they released transformers 2! definitely more excited when all the guys thought they could finally see megan fox on that bike. there is nothing like daniel radcliffe on the broom, he better be without lip gloss, seriously.

however, because champion is undergoing internship, i guess i will be one of the lasts to catch harry. boo-hoo. so clearly i still remember two years ago, i watched it with abee and a few others. was it fung keng? ahh, time flies. (still cannot accept the fact that i am leaving my studying years in eleven weeks ...cannot type in number because 11 seem so short haha)

so if you wanna watch harry, and you desperately need a company, call me? otherwise, don't. because if you're not desperate, you won't want someone to squirm around your arms. thanks. oh, harry potter series are usually dark and scary. so i will most definitely squirm.

my bff's ex-boyfriend was mildly debating on how boring is he as a person (see, champion, i am not really THAT boring). i asked him what should i blog on, he named me the extreme boring topics. which i think, i will blog now. haha.

on the government switching back the language used for science and maths to bmelayu:
seriously, when i read this shit on the greyscaled papers (this is boring, i don't read papers, unless i am going for some interview), the only thing on my mind was 'wtf, again.' haha. but then again, these government servants have nothing better to do. but really, this didn't further bother me because, i am still not paying tax yet (when i do, you see i burn the government office down or not) and i am not longer in a freaking government school and lastly, i am fairly fluent in both bmelayu and english, so really doesn't affect me.

please, if you don't like your children to study in bmelayu, just send them to private schools k? no point making it a big fuss. just let what those 'fai chai' want to do. in er, private university and economics context, malaysia = sudah really tak boleh, takde harapan lagi. and in my context, not caring is worse than hating (at least when you hate someone, you still will go find out and criticize).

if your children, ahem, are gifted like me, both bmelayu and inggeris boleh pakai, then what's the problem man? right! tapi jangan both bmelayu and inggeris boleh pakai, matematik kuku lah. boleh baca, tak boleh kira is bad stuff. nanti bagi penjaja kaki lima tipu.

so, my conclusion is, i just blog about this for fun. haha. this doesn't matter to me (unless they ask me this in interview then i will comment on this matter as if it bothered my soul). unless my children is studying now. but no.

second topic shaun suggested me to blog is on michael jackson:
this is old school news man. now they're accusing for homicide. sigh, already die, still want to disturb his restless soul. but what shaun wanted me to blog about is how when he was still around, we called him the pedo loser and a bankrupt and when he died, we called him an idol and dirt rich.

when picasso was alive, no one cared about his paintings and art pieces. but when he died, his craft was worth millions (i don't know what he draws, i really don't like abstract paintings)(the only info in wikipedia which caught my attention is, when picasso died, his wife took her own life with a gunshot, wtf?). same applies. humans are weird, they need to be taught the hard way. lose something, then they will appreciate it.

mj wasn't my era. and idols aren't my thing. i admit his music is good, i dig them out once in a blue blue blue purple green peach orange moon to listen to and serenade myself with. and i detest having idols. let me tell you why.

my likes change very often. so i can tell you, i idolize jay chou today, but i like lee hom tomorrow. like how i was over the moon about coldplay, but this week it's buble. idols are wrong, in my perspective. you can have megan fox as an idol, what is suddenly she looks too tranny to be an idol? die. it's like sabrina liking chelsea, what if chelsea falls apart tomorrow? (i don't know what can happen to a football club lah, i don't dig soccer, i dig nothing except clothes and shoes)

so shaun was saying how hypocritical people can be at times. but losing someone to make them realize the importance is a brutal lesson. haha.

so anyway, my conclusion is...i don't really care. you can be as hypocritical as you want (sometimes i can be quite a hypocrite too, so i am going to admit this, so next time you can't say i am hypocritical! haha, catch what i mean?), i don't really give two slaps about it. mj's memorial and all that bullcrap touched me, but not enough to make me idolize him.

if you've only realized him and his weird looks after his death, then poor you. so outdated right. he's like old news, and now you're an even older news!

whoa, that's a whole lot shit of ranting. i am dead sleepy already. good night!

ps. try not too hard...because when i don't try hard to blog, i have loads to write!

ring-nuts.

with buble serenading me through my windows media player, i'm taking an hour of my day to blog. at least in years to come, to remember this one day.

cravings to try the new krispy kreme has been overboiling for the past one month or so. the thought of the outlet in times square, creeps me out. i detest the place and the distance there. but god has been sincerely kind, granting us a branch in mid valley. woot!

so champion and i headed for kremes, after what? a month or so. champ has developed a phobia over shopping malls. haha. so he said. so i believed naively. and i, on the other hand, has great fetish for shopping malls and shopping trips. he turns himself into some sort of auto-cruise mode when strolling along shops. pffft. turn off.

kremes was too sweet to my liking. it was cold and definitely ain't krispy as its name claims. haha. i actually prefer big apple. i heart go nutz!

anyway, doughnut rings aside, i had a fantastic weekend!

my mondays, are torturous though. urgh, the thought of it sends shrills up my spine. starting of with tax and karnal is really, genuinely bad enough. probably the climax of the day was sitting behind the flat screen in the library, giggling away and smiling silly at myself. argh, pity me, i spend my long breaks alone, thanks to weird subjects combination.

today was a splendid day. thanks to just a nick and a message. that's all it takes to make me smile silly.

Lady and the Tramp.

if you had the chance to know me long enough, you would have known how much i love for rachael ray and her recipes and how i used to watch her shows religiously.

if you've known me, then you'd know how sexy i think michael buble is.

this, made me smile silly tonight:



he is adorable!!!!!

Decisions and people works.

the other day while i was riding in the car, i was reflecting on how people make decisions. what really affects one's decisions.

well, as time walks on by, so we find more choices available at our fingertips. varieties, choices and options often has been regarded as a higher standard of living as we learn in economics. but have you realized how much these varieties force us to make the many decisions in our daily lives?

even choosing milk choice these days is difficult!

there can be many factors which affects decision making. but how rational have you been?

everytime i am made to draw a decision, i find myself drafting out pros and cons, whats and what nots. seems very radical. extreme common. i even find myself having a list of criterias to fit for a boyfriend, fml. seemingly very pathetic. all my life, i always did the rational. the conservative. never the unexpected. i have seen girls who gives up education opportunities due to relationship. i have even seen girls who follow suit the choice of education of their boyfriends. (doesn't mean your boyfriend is doctor, you also go be doctor ok, fyl)

like/love/admiration can be extremely influential. but can we call this naive? or do we call this, intuition?

in situations like this, where feelings and formality collide, how do we decide? when do we draw a line?

how often you find yourself drifting away from your usual decision making routine? how often you find yourself following intution?

and, this post is not about me. i never ever allow my education opportunities collide with my personal life. i drew lines when i had to. i have the kind of discipline no one else has. when it came to formal matters like education choices and decisions, it was never about peers. it was only about me. i deem to look dumb, 'not confident' or blur, but never irrational when it comes to matters like this.

however, with every decision i made, even if it overflows with regret, i will never admit my wrong. because all i do, is to keep fighting.

in the end, every wrong decision made, and fought for, becomes a more meaningful right decision.

Anne Boleyn thought only with her heart and she got her head chopped off. so her daughter Elizabeth made a vow never to marry a man. she married a country. forget boys. keep your eye on the prize. you can't make people love you, but you can make them fear you. - Blair Waldorf

ps. months ago, i made a decision with my heart, i hope my head doesn't get chopped off. haha.

first and last.

if you're very much confused with the title of the post, don't be. today is my last first day at class. today is the commencement of my last semester in this uni. i am growing way too quickly. time flies in a flash.

i don't know if i was excited or just really can't sleep all night long. haha.

i find myself doing the ritual routine. walking to the rmit board. checking for extra classes, change in venue, rmit going green. usual things you find on the board. this board significantly plays an important role in my life. the happy and sad things are announced to us, students through just that noble board. the happy things : cancellation of classes. the sad moments : extra classes. the suspense moments : release of results or even list of students to see the programme head. i actually find that it makes me happy to see something new on the board, fml.

i am totally head over heels for all my lecturers this semester. unlike my accounting counterparties who has a combination of saramma (eww), sri devi (ofmg ewww) and helen (quadruple wtf-ness), i have winnie, mun see and after this morning's taxation, i actually like karnal.

to take malaysian taxation was actually an individual choice made. you should've seen the look smacked across chen chen's face when she saw me in taxation at 8 am (holy cow, i don't go for such early classes). there was a slight possiblity of making small business & accountant for my final elective, but malaysian taxation is my final decision. i opted for something new and with a little challenge. haha. and most certainly, i think it's going to be useful, isn't it?

if you think winnie is still that crazy old woman who teaches macro 1, then you are 80% wrong. haha my lecture with her this morning was hilarious! i am sure jin is the one who remembered her as the lecturer who questioned her wits off when jin came late. she actually wandered around the syllabus and told us stories. haha. in the end, she got confused with what she was teaching and the next moment, the entire class was in laughters.

i love mun see since risk although she laughs at herself and her own jokes. she's one dedicated lecturer. and funny as hell if you learn how to communicate with her. and if you're wondering in melbourne if our classes are small, no, our classes are huge! like, 40% of price theory? lively. unlike risk bloody management.

please stop having the perception that i am the perfect student ok. i am not. haha. i am the rather rebellious, but still nerdy at the same mo, sort of student. you can find me skipping classes, walking out of class early for no reason and i don't do my homework. haha. so what?? a 95 is a HD, so is an 80.

today i went to class with 8 books. but i was being a kind samaritan who loaned all her previous notes out to desperate juniors. haha. i came home with no books except for my own subjects. haha. because rmit is going green, students are desperately looking for notes and course guides. as usual, i don't ask for lunches or free dinners, i only loan my notes out. at the end of the semester, i want all of them back. you can scribble, just don't tear the thing apart!

oh the fun part being seniors, we get all the priorities! when there's a change of timetable or clash, we say 'sorry, but it's our final semester and this is an econs&finance core subject, so our priority!'. haha. seriously damn the accounting students who wants to be adventurous. wandering aimlessly around e&f.

ok i need to bed myself NOW. i am too tired. i haven't even found out why 1+ holding period returns = relative returns hello. bai.

*this is a lousy post, sorry!