Long time since I’ve blogged. Not that I got nothing happening in my life, but the fact is that there’s TOO MUCH STUFF happening so I got no time to blog! Mainly READING, RESEARCHING, READING, EATING, SHITTING (you won’t believe how much time shitting can take, and I mean real shitting in the toilet not shitting as in doing nonsensical acts or speech), SLEEPING, and REPEAT in no particular order.
Not too long ago, I did have some events that I wanted to post about BUT there was some problem that made the PC I’m on HANG and I lost that post! Arghghghgh felt so tulan that day (PMS-ing lar! More on this later!) as I’ve bore myself thru laggy processes and uploading pics.
So xiong that even my brother KNOWS when I’m having that most-pleasant-and-enjoyable-time-of-the-month! Not that I leak here and there, but he says – in his words precisely:
“You get in a very bad mood even when I didn’t do anything! And you don’t have a reason for being in a bad mood!”
Ah paiseh paiseh. My PMS symptoms so noticeable?
I shall blame the PMS for being in a bad mood with him. Well he asked me out to dinner – which I agreed to immediately even though I was dead tired and struggling to keep my eyes open just came back from college – I thought it was just he and I. You know, have a meal somewhere nearby at some hawker stall.
But it was not. It was actually another ex-Cengalians gathering. I was a Merbau-Kerbau so I was … Lost in Translation hahahaha so not funny sorry. Anyways, all Cengalians of 2005 talks about is IMU, Naruto, Charles,DOTA and CS.
YES, IMU, NARUTO, CHARLES, DOTA AND CS.
A mix of super intelligence, childishness, dumb-ass gaming and weirdness. If you didn’t already know, IMU is an abbreviation of International Medical University where straight As students go to. See even a donkey like me know of such a prestigious university.
ANYWAYS, I was DEAD BORED. All I did was smile, smile, smile, laugh a little bit, smile, smile, bored, bored, bored, smile, and REPEAT. I know I’m such a sour-puss but ! Really! I don’t do all of the above! Talk to me about law then I’ll talk back to you okay! The table was full of medic students whaddaya expect me to say??
“Eh I’ve been leaking like a loose pipe every now and then, even after my period has technically ended. Why ar? Hormone imbalance ar?”
“Am I addicted to coffee? For a whole week I took XXXXX-EXTRA STRONG COFFEE and now when I’ve stopped cold turkey, I feel damned sleeppppyyyy all day and night, even when I’ve had 8 hours of sleep at night! Why ar can you guys advise me a thing or two? Or ten million?”
“How come some people sleep very little but their brains work like an engine on turbo? Why I sleep more then them, eat healthier food then them, don’t drink like them and still I’m wayyy stupider and slower?”
“Why am I the laughing stock when I least expect it? When I want to be laughed at nobody pays attention to me? “ – OK this question was totally made up its not true okay.
The best part of the dinner was, when he turns to me after leaving me out in the cold (or in the Land of Time-Wasting and Eternal Boredom) for some time:
“Er, how are you?”
Before the dinner, I was thrilled. Aren’t I always thrilled to be with that special guy who is so cute and adorable and so charming and so Poh Ching shaddup I’m grumbling about him don’t go singing praises on him in lieu!
After dinner, I was as sour as a plum. I did not make a fuss out of it – I never make a fuss out of bad events – I just kept mum all the way home. Don’t talk when you’re upset. Nothing good comes out of it. So I was quiet and as still as a stone. Finally, just before he dropped me off, I said calmly:
“Please don’t invite me to anymore Cengal gatherings when I have classes that week. Only if I’m on holiday.”
“Why? Waste of time?”
“Yeah. But erm, thanks la k. Just… no more next time.”
OKAY now I’m cool.

























