the finals are over, the holidays are here and its time to kick back, relax and LAZE!
HELLOOOOOO! it's xinli we're talking about here ~ what's a holiday without lazing? nothing! the very essence of holidays- lazing. it is. a holiday devoid of lazing is like buttered toast without sugar, a garden without rabbits, a frangipani tree without frangipanis... tragically wrong :D
i can't believe i haven't blogged in over a month!!! no actually, i can. (suddenly felt a little dawnyang-ey there. meh)
so anyway~ let's catch up, shall we?
i'm gonna write all sortsa crap with nothing in chronological order so be very confused! or not. you probably couldn't care less. but let's assume you do.
let's talk about CHANEL first!
here's the lovely am showing off her lovely chanel box. so glam ok!
glammer than a zangtoi banana choc cake, which isn't very glam really. overrated.
something chanel (and pink DSes) isn't.
in her hands, she holds what could fund my 4 years of study in um. wtf. i is feeling damn cheap. why liddat???? [cries]
for people who are not buaypaiseh like am, be careful of what you do on webcam ok because there is something called the printscreen button :)
but of course if you are, webcam with me!!! i will love you!
yo so gangsta!
notice me directing the shot^^
what's all this chanel crap about?
grab a towel to keep your drool at bay and witness the glamness!
i am going to am's to stroke her chanel...TOMORROW???
the missing and dead cat has reincarnated and returned to the house of mad-animal-lovers! if you don't know, marmalade died and marmite got lost... :( butbutbut now they have come back! :) well, not they per se but other kittens in the exact same colour and pattern. awwwwwwww. call it coincidence, call it fate... but it so happens only these two out of the many kittens in the back-lane have taken a particular liking to our place. and ginger loves the marmalade-lookalike! (marmalade was ginger's bro).... so endearing right right right? no one in the house has admitted that we've taken them in but popo feeds them all the time. lolx. we don't buy catfood for them tho... they are scraps-kitties. so technically they aren't ours. yet.
marmite nombor dua.
what separates the new black kitty from marmite is the lack of the wormy tail (but its still long!), skinnyness and photogenicity. i'm okay with that! this fella looks prettier in pics :) (gingerpuss still wins hands down tho) but i still love my marmite because i'm loyal like that, unlike people who abandon ackeeb for the saab when all ackeeb has ever done was to love unconditionally! tsk tsk tsk.
marmalade nombor dua.
skinny like marmalade but has a horrible meow. likes to pretend he's our cat by coming into the kitchen to make noise during dinner time despite numerous spankings. loved by ginger who licks the fella when he's around. cue another awwwwwww.
this is me waiting for a shuttle in front of my residential college. 1st residential college, which means this is the 1st one built in the whole of UM, which means its the oldest, which means it is crappy .... but that's another story.
when i look at this picture i well up with hatred and i will tell you why. on the day before my pharmaceutical organic chemistry, which i hate (why am i taking pharmacy again?), i burst into rashes. like... ALL over my body. immediately after dinner. seriously. i was scratching by the end of dinner while waiting for the others to finish. initially thought nothing of it then it started getting really unbearable itchy...all over. then it got red... but we laughed it off cos a few days ago i commented on plh's fongmok saying i have never heard of fongmok before i met her although everyone said it's damn common and we all agreed it was karma. yeah. so anyway, fongmok is supposed to go away after a few hours but the fucker was there in the morning and the day after. what is this!!! i couldn't sleep the second night cos i subconsciously started scratching myself in my sleep, triggering more itching fits. woke up scratching at 3am and couldn't re-sleep. @#$@%@*($%$!@#!!!!!! took a freezing cold shower at 5am in an attempt to numb the itchiness away. success!
mental note: take effing cold showers when you are attacked by rashes.
speaking of mental notes, i have also noted that i am allergic to something (probably in my dinner) but i don't know what cos dinner was ayam kurma and some sorta cooked pineapple with kunyit to yellowfy the already yellow pineapple (what is with malay food and their obsession with turning everything into shades of yellow,orange and red??), stuff i eat all the time but do not end up an itching insomniac. bleh. so now i am in danger of re-eating whatever i am allergic to and falling into a state of rashful-fugliness. imagine having a bulging rash on your eyelid which makes your already nondescript double eyelid merge into a single eyelid. so sad case.
but this is not the point. i am not full of hatred for the rashes, i have accepted them. karma? ok, whatever. i am upset because... i waited for more than an hour for a fucking shuttle to take me to the clinic in 12th college and still did not end up getting there via shuttle. so anyway (i think i'm channeling happyslip's auntie), that was my first time attempting to ride in the shuttle because well, the bloody shuttle doesn't go to the medical faculty so i have no reason to take the shuttle until now. during that one hour, more than 15 shuttles passed me. why did i not manage to get to 12th?
1. fucker was going into the terminal next to my college.
2. fucker was coming out of the terminal which exits after the bus stop i'm at.
3. fucker ignored my partially-paralysed-birdlike flapping arm for no good reason.
4. fucker does not go to 12th (takes route2).
why do things like this happen to me? huh huh??? how come other people can just hail the first shuttle and get there with no obstacles?? as if itching like mad wasn't enough. i forgive all the shuttles committing 1,2 and 4 but what the hell is wrong with fucker #3?! you are not going into the terminal, you have no idea whether i'm taking route 1 or 2 but you can just look at me flailing at the bus stop and not even slow down?!?!? what the hell is wrong with you?!?!?!?! i hope you crash your new shiny air-conditioned shuttle and lose your job.
now, i swear at every shuttle i see passing by from my room window.
btw, i took a shot to my gluteus medius at the clinic and was all cured. i love injections. o.0
the doctor had a damn farney name - dr. myint myint thye. lolx! i hope she doesn't google her name one day and find this... provided i spelled it correctly.
i like choki choki. do you like choki choki?
behold, this is me walking back from the hospital in the rain after a day out cos we took a bus that stops at the hospital which is no where near 1st college. twas fun. honest i'm not being sarcastic despite my tendencies. ok, it sounds really pathetic but it's not that bad really when you normally take this walk every single day at least four times a day in the scorching sun (or pouring rain, depending on Sky's mood...occasionally if we are good girls, he lets us have cloudy and cold :)).
i do not like her (because she lives in 12th). do you recall, i live in 1st, i.e. first college in UM? she lives in 12th, i.e. last college in UM. hence it has 9 floors and elevators. 1st has 4 floors and stairs... lots and lots of stairs! oh joy.
words cannot describe my ecstacy.
meh, i like the design and how it looks ever so slightly ikea-esque (to mee la!). see how the desks are baby blue and the beds are baby blue and you can't see from here but the cupboards are baby blue as well! not my favourite colour but it beats cheap-shellac-brown with cellotape marks. I WANNA LIVE HERE! then i would have to wake up at 6am for my 8am classes and wait for the fucking shuttle to 1st college and walk up to the medical faculty from there. cos life's like that. i would so stay in college for the whole 4 years if my room looked like that. you haven't seen my room have you? i'll spare you... cos i don't want you to feel sorry for me. boo i exaggerate but it's partially true.
so anyway (auntie!), the other day some fella from the spi editorial emailed me for an interview without knowing my name. -_-"
hello aries...im so sorry i dont hv/noe ur name...i am rozanne from the SPI editorial board...
very insulting k. have the decency to find out. it can't be that hard can it. there are things called 'records' and 'teachers'. i suppose i am invisible in spi... T.T
i was so insulted i decided not to do the interview. take that! i shall deprived you of my very inspiring answers to your mediocre run-of-the-mill interview questions.
... nola just kidding, i'm not that mean... it's just that i was in the middle of the finals and i thought i would come back and do it at home but the computer kong-ed on me. oh well, i guess i won't be immortalized in the next paulian yearbook. boohoo.
but i will answer them here!
Congrats, ............. on your excellent results. How does it feel to be an all-rounder?
(notice the blank at which i am supposed to fill my name?)
it feels like i'm a liar because you are asking me to pretend i am an all-rounder. no sorry to disappoint, i'm a bookperson. i don't do sports or whatever. does knowing how to sew contribute?? then okay, i am an all-rounder and it feels awesome.
Did you expect such results? You were also an ...............(pls state any posts u held while in school). How has this helped you achieve those results?
(sigh...research?) oh dear me no, i didn't expect to get 4.0, since you know, i'm the laziest person on earth... no you wouldn't know, would you?
being secretaries for so many clubs helped mold me into the very apt procrastinator that i am today since all the reports only had to be passed up at the end of the year. as does regurgitating all the stuff you learn for stpm. see the correlation? last minute work is the best!
How did you prepare for your examination? Any tips that you would like to share with your fellow Paulians?
i slept a lot. sleeping is food for the brain. if it helps with your conscience you can sleep with your textbooks. i suggest the sofa.
What was your inspiration to be an all-rounder? What kept you reaching for your goals even when the going got tough?
ahhhh... my inspiration. THE PAULIAN SPIRIT! [shoots self]
when the going got tough, the tough got going... so it wasn't hard anymore cos tough was gone. kwim?
What are you currently studying? Finally, any advice for your fellow Paulians, that they too may be inspired to excel as you have?
i'm studying pharmacy! super fun okay? i advise all my fellow paulians to flunk their exams and party hard!! weeeeeeeee~
Juz wanna ask ur opinion..what is the Paulian Spirit to you? Do you think it is still felt strongly among Paulians? What do you think can be done to keep this spirit alive in every Paulian?
subjectively, the paulian spirit means arrogance, narcissism, egoism and lau-da-ness. yes, i believe many paulians still embody the paulian spirit. (unfortunately)
preach paulian spirit daily over the school radio and inside the library and during recess and in classrooms and during functions.
Thank you so much for your time and all the best for your future undertakings.
did i mention i like choki choki? and i'm going to singapore! :)
dum de de dum dum.