Archive for January, 2008

So XIONGGG arrrr

Posted in Emo-ing with tags , on January 31, 2008 by Poh Ching

          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.

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It’s my Darling’s Birthday today!

Posted in High Points with tags , , , , , , on January 17, 2008 by Poh Ching

None other than the one and only, Aeris! :P Little Aeris turns 2 years old today, 17th January. She was born on the 1st day of Chinese New Year in 2006. :) Love my little doggy a lot! So, here’s some photos of the birthday girl.. She is technically a little young Lady now! Puppies cross over to adulthood when they are 2 years old. ;) Of course, real maturity varies with different breeds. Giant dogs (eg: This adorable, affectionate but SUPER LAZY BUM of a Bullmastiff called Leo – probably matured at a later age. The bigger the dog, the later they fully mature. See big fat LAZY BUM below:Photobucket

Hahahaha. I don’t know where ARE the rest of my photos of Leo :(
Hmm. Actually I do. I just gotta find them from my photobucket storage… But its cluttered among my other personal photos ie those of which I prefer to be out of my Mum’s sight. She always has SOMETHING to say about ANYTHING. And what I really like right now is some PEACE and QUIET hahahaha. :P

Oh found another one.

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Leo and Aeris together :)
Aeris was around 2 months old that time. Do you know how to spot the puppy features? Big rolly olly tummy :)

Next up, photos of the Birthday Girl!
Beginning from rolly-olly-polly baby to grown-up not rolly-olly-polly baby. :)
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Oops this is not Aeris.. This is Tyson, a Boxer puppy of mine which died due to the stupid vet’s INCREDIBLY STUPID NEGLIGENCE I WANT TO SUE HIM STUPID OLD MAN MAKAN DUIT ORANG!!!

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With Chyna the German Shorthaired Pointer… Breed sounds so distinguished but in fact a very moody bitch with tendencies to get rid of other dogs especially dogs that I favourite’d.

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Not much difference!

Posted in High Points, Showing Off with tags , on January 14, 2008 by Poh Ching

          Went for my first ever part-time lecture today. Not much difference – being mature adults (Well, around the age of parents of 80’s kids) do not seem to make them any smarter or brighter than us youngsters – except maybe more attentive and hardworking. In fact, in the full time classes, the students actually ask more thought-provoking questions i.e. more intelligent than the elder folks.

I only know Sieu Ye – as she is a full-timer student as well, and not anyone else. Anyways, the lecturer given by the awesome Miss P was in exactly he same style as she taught the full-timers. OK, maybe her dictation speed is faster, and she repeats slightly less. But it’s fine though, as the mature students are quiet, unlike the full-timers with super short attention spans paying their attention to some private conversation which disrupts the class. Surrounding circumstances does not allow me to chat much in class about crap so yeah! I listen to the lectures =P

Oh, earlier before class, I studied awhile with Sieu Ye at the library. Met Jai a.k.a Mr BAC 2007. Nice guy. No wonder he’s Mr BAC! I voted for him =D OKla, actually I voted for him cuz I knew not of the other Mr BAC nominees okay! PLus, I knew him since A-levels so yeah, friends so I should morally but not duty-bound to vote for him!

Conclusion: Me like PT class. More peaceful. Suits anti-social personality like mua.

O h oh oh ya! Forgot to mention. Made a new acquaintance. His name is N. Not going to put his real name least he should say violation of privacy and personal life! Hahaha. So I noticed this uncle looking our (Sieu Ye & I) way a few times during breaks. I thought he knew Sieu Ye or something since she attended PT classes before, but as she did not mention anything, neither did I.

So, after class, N suddenly spoke to us as we were walking towards KL Sentral. He asked for our names and we all shook hands. So yeah that’s how we got to know him. He was saying that we FT-timers have more time to study and prepare for exams. Yeah, sure we do, but do we use the time we have to study? N-O. :P

Eh I mean, we do study… Make no mistakes. We do study! Hahahaha :P

Rea-l-l-yyyy. We study wan. :P

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I got Conned!

Posted in reminiscence on January 11, 2008 by Poh Ching

How Girls Flirt!

1.She calls you by your full name not just a nick name.

2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.

3. She flips her hair when she’s talking to you.

4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.

5. She says, “No, I’m not telling you who I like!” with a big smile on her face.

6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.

7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.

8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.

9. You catch her staring at you.

10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.

11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.

12. She knows your phone number and address.

13. She will try and talk, and spend time with you as much as possible

HOW GUYS FLIRT:

1. He stares at you alot.

2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )

3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a conversation with you

4. He yelled, “Hi!”, to your Mom that day she picked you up from school.

5. He blew off his buds to go see “Brown Sugar” with you cuz you couldn’t get
another girl pal to go and didn’t want to go alone.

6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process

7. His voice gets softer when ever you two talk.

8. You hung up on him. He called you back.

9. You were invited by him to a group outing.

10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.

11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do laugh PRETTY LOUD. Which makes you
laugh even harder…

12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation

13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.

14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs,
KNEES,etc.)

Now make a wish…

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Ok stop! Your wish will come true if
you
repost this

if you don’t repost this then you will
never get asked out or you will lose
the
one u love?!!!!

repost this in 15 min and your wish
will
come true in 5 days.

repost this in 10 min and your wish
will
come true in 3 days.

repost this in 5 min and your wish will
come true in 1 day

Girls:
Repost this as: “How Guys Flirt!”
Guys:
Repost this as “How Girls Flirt!”

Well I did not make a wish as I don’t believe in these, but the message just rings a bell to me. Wonder why…..? :P

New Year’s Eve

Posted in reminiscence with tags , , on January 1, 2008 by Poh Ching

Hey how was your New Year’s eve? Did you have fun and games and screamed out loud “Happy New Year” like a monkey? Well I did not scream like a monkey but I did have some fun and games – although nothing really related to the new year. Just a class reunion between ex-classmates (read: Angel’s, not mine). Seems like they are often having these gatherings – finding reasons to get together.

Strange as it may seem (to me?) – as I am the oddball in a bunch of purely ex-Cengalians (OKay expect for Seraph – but he’s different, Angel and Seraph are twins so its completely natural for them to lots of activities together no?) it was totally alright actually to hang with them.

WX comes up with the funniest games. I learnt this game called Mafia. The only Mafia game I already know is a paper-based game between 5 persons. The new one I learned doesn’t have a limit to the number of players – the bigger number the better. Generally its a mystery game, detective-like where players have to vote for a person among them whom they think is the Mafia i.e the killer. If the the players voted out the “civilians”, then the Mafia wins. But however, if the players voted the correct persons (the Mafias), then the civilians win the game. In the game I played, there is one “spy” among the players. The spy’s role is to select who she/he thinks is the Mafia. I make a bad “spy”. =/ But never mind, it’s my first try at the game so no harm. =P

Later, it was true ghost story-telling time by KX. He claims his stories are true – heard it from his friends. I’ll share one which KX says is the scariest to him.

There this girl who used carpool her friends home. It was just like any other times when she sent her friends back and she was left driving alone to her home. When she reached home, her granny opened the gates for her to drive in. Whe the girl came out of the car, she was about to enter the house when her granny asked:

“What about your friend sitting in the car?”

If you remember, the girl was driving home ALONE. Now who was that prankster still sitting in her car? =P

Yes, you guessed it. The being from the unknown. Only then did the girl realised that she felt some strangeness when she was driving earlier. The girl quickly told her granny to ignore the “person” and go into the house and bolt the door without even shutting the gates.

I know many people who have their own car and often carpool their friends home late at night. If you happen to be one of these good Samaritans, just beware okay. =P Sometimes, the “being” may be there with you but if you – like me – insensitive, unbelieving of the unknown and in denial – may not realise it until someone else tells you about it.

Oh yeah. To those who currently live in dormitories, just be more alert and aware of your surroundings ya?

Another story told by KX is about why you should be like me and take all steps to save electricity because it adds to the amount of money flowing out of your pockets every month. Lol joke. The story begins like this:

This architecture student was a very busy person with lots of projects to do, requiring him (or her? I can’t remember) to stay out most of the time, and only go back to his dorm at very irregular hours. He was living with another room-mate whom he had only met 3 or 4 times, as I said before – he goes back at very irregular hours.

On some nights, the student falls asleep at his table while studying – forgetting to turn-off the lights. However, when he awakes the next day, the lights would always be off. Probably the room-mate did it. One night, the student got curious decided to pretend to fall asleep again at his books to see whether his room-mate did off the lights. (My opinion: This person is too restless to study – if he is able to stay awake he certainly can study instead! Like me – a little bit of a nocturnal person=P)

So the fella waited. The room-mate was already in bed by the ungodly hours – sothe roomine couldn’t have been the one to switch off the lights, right?

Wrong. The fella saw his room-mate’s hand stretch over to the switch and flick it off. So what – you say?

The distance covered by the arm required one to WALK over to reach the switch from where the roomie’s bed was.

The student totally freaked out and couldn’t sleep all night – the next morning he ran to the admin office to switch rooms ASAP! He requested for only a single room – he was too freaked out to have another room-mate!

ONLY to find out that…

His original room IS a single room…. And he had NO room-mate.

The 3rd story is quite funny though.

This tour-guide was staying at a rather antique hotel. I can’t really remember this story much, so I’ll tell it as I roughly know it. The guy’s stuff was being misplaced every time (or was it some sounds heard?). So he too pretended to sleep to catch the culprit. This guy saw the clothes on the clothes rack move and arrange his stuff – there’s the culprit!

The guide stayed in the lobby all night. The next day, the group he was leading – a bunch of senior folks – complemented on the “automatic shower curtain” which could open and close by itself.

Poltergeist play play.

Back to the gathering, there’s many other funny happenings too but I ain’t gonna type them all!

Here are the highlights:

  • It was YC, KX and my 1st time staying the night at a friend’s place.
  • It was also our 1st time staying up all night.
  • The love-birds sleeping together was cute – but the twins(Angel and Seraph) sleeping together under the desk was even cuter!
  • Angel did not snore. =P
  • WX farts alot.
  • CL’s little brother was upset that we (the 19-going-on-20 people) were making a lot of noise that he couldn’t sleep. So he tried to shush us a few times without success, then poured water on the floor at the door to show his displeasure. YC who studies psychology (I wanted to do that too!) said that is was the boy’s attitude to be naughty, not his upbringing.
  • All together about 15 of us guys and girls crammed in one room. Thank goodness CL finally made use of the air-con. Most of the time we were at her place, it was hot and stuffy (closed doors and windows), and yet the air-con wasn’t on. We did hint that it was hot, but to no avail. Come on, if stingy then on the air-con and off the fan! If need be, tune the air-con to the lowest fan settings too! Sheesh. Fat piggy like me (gained 2kgs by the way) sweating like one would do in the sauna already!
  • I tied a “coconut tree” on top of Angel’s head with my pink furry scrunchie. Seraph was like “Whoa.”

Okay! Overall, the gathering was fun, calafare status not withstanding.

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