Last night...

was wicked!
I laughed so much, I lost my voice and cried.


Someone was so excited with the prospects of Liverpool having hope, she forgot her promise. Hmmph.


Oh by the way, we've qualified =p

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Yesterday was a minor disappointment. Apart from the fact I blew my chance over him (He didn't show up! So it isn't exactly my fault!), the whole day was good.

I took loads of pics with the kids!

And I managed to swim without drowning. This one only really like dolphin. Hahaha!

So have fun with the pics.


HAHAHAHAHA! I'm polite! =p


Wai Lon.




The younger kids.


Uncle Lim teaching Kevin how to breathe underwater.

He taught me how to swim and said I made good progress. Very good progress.


Faisal. Narcissist. More on that later.

These younger kids are vain!

All of them wanted to take their own pics.

The one wearing spectacles told me "Kakak, saya selesema la". OMG, damn cute!
So, being the responsible kakak that I am, I told her "Balik rumah nanti jangan lupa makan ubat ya?".
She nodded.

I swear my heart melted at the cuteness.



Athirah and a volunteer from the Masterskills College.


The younger kids with the volunteers from Masterskills College.


Me and Athirah. She was adjusting her seat next to mine so that she could take a photo with me.

I fed the children cakes. Responsible kakak, okay.
I can see you laughing from here, shut up!


Forrester and his art work. He's 28, by the way.


Nice, right? He likes dresses and had a copy of a fashion magazine and told me about the dresses he liked best. I was looking at the shoes. Hahaha.


Forrester and Wai Lon.


Stephanie acting shy and telling me that "It's a car".


Yonal, taken by Stephanie.


Sophia. She's the oldest here. 34, I think.


I swear this could be an awesome watch advert. Fernando Alonso's Tag Heuer ad can go to hell.


Uncle Raja, the van driver. Before we got back to the center, he told us "It's my birthday and they're having cake so before you get off the van, wish me". No one did. Hahahaha!


Stephanie and me.


Faisal and me. I don't know why I looked amused. Look at where Faisal's hand is. 0.0


Group photo! Yes, I know, I'm vertically-challenged. Don't make fun of me-lah.


The girls and Stephanie and Wai Lon.



Faisal, me and Nini. I can't help but wonder why I looked so constipated.


The teachers, Leela and Bathma.


Me and Wai Lon.


Teacher Bathma and Mrs. Bala.

Overall, I love it here. I really enjoy the times I spent with the children.


There, I'm even throwing in a happy, narcissistic photo of myself as evidence of my happiness.


Toodles, people. My whole body is aching because of yesterday's swimming session.

I need to go for a body massage.

I'm a believer?

I am delusional.

I complain about how fat I am. Today I decided to try on these pair of jeans I bought 4 years ago from the US. I have never worn those pants due to the fact I put on weight and could not fit in them.

So, out of curiosity I tried it on. Eh the jeans were begging me to try them on.

And guess what?

It fits.
It BLOODY fits.

Like, have I REALLY lost that much weight?

Then why do I still feel fat?

=/

I am delusional.

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I am having the worst food poisoning ever.

I swear, the only kind of Indian food I'll ever eat would be the one in Bangsar along the same road as Rebung. Damn the Indian Kitchen.

Damn, I really don't know what caused it. It's between the mooru, tandoori kebab and chicken 65.

Sometimes I wished I wasn't Malaysian. When you have all kinds of cravings and when your craving is met and the taste isn't there, it's such a bloody miserable thing.

But the food is why I love Malaysia!

I was even forced to drink teh o because of this, okay! I HATE TEH O!!!

I feel like a miserable git.

=(

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I hate people who make me lie for them. If you want to lie to someone, don't fucking make me lie for you as well. I have principles.

I hate people who use me. I am not a fucking puppet, mind you. Go find another puppet to toy around with.

I hate people who break promises. If you can't keep a fucking promise, don't even bother making one.

I hate people who don't do as they say. Bloody monkeys. Pot-kettle-black anybody?

Gah. I hate myself.

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I saw two adorable kittens in a pet shop in Bangsar today!

Both had white fur and had different eye colours! One side was blue and the other was brown!

Bloody sexy, okay!

The brother and I wanted to take one of the kittens home because its eyes worked wonders with our mushy side.

And I placed my palm on the window and instantly this kitty put its paw out and pretending to high five me. OMG IT WAS SO ADORABLE!!!

And the other kitty got jealous and pushed this one away, but hardly responded to us.

I was squealing over the kitty because it kept tapping its paw on the window where my hand was!

The brother was squealing as well. Hahaha! Stupid bugger.

"Can we keep him, please!!!"
"Ya, let's take it back home!"
"No, our house is not a bungalow or a semi-d"
*frowns*
"Plus, grumpy auntie would abuse the kitty instead of loving it"
"Ya"

So we waved goodbye to the kitty and told it that we would have taken it home if it weren't for the mother and her violent tendencies towards cats.

Oh well. Still, I wished I could have taken a pic of the kitty giving me a high five. It didn't give my brother any, okay? It liked me better because I am adorable.

Hahaha!

If we had gotten that kitty, I was planning to name it Mikel.

I can't imagine giving it a long name.

I mean, imagine naming it "Princess Clarissa Manja Sayang Darling Dearest Hunny Bunnykins Shnookums Fuzzy Wuzzy Kitty Bitty" only to call it "Baby"?

WTF-ness.

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Each moment is new, freeze the moment.
Each moment is cool, freeze the moment.

=)

Thursday is going to be good.

Can't wait =)

You're kinda pretty when you wanna be.

I AM FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, to mark this good news, I am going to post some random pics.


I saw this and I swear it is beyond cute.


*shows to Scouser*
"I'm NOT happy"
"He should be holding MY hand, not Crouchy's!"

More here. Hahaha!

You'll Never Walk Alone indeed.


Yes, I know. Shampoo model. Sigh...Yes, I adore his hair. Got a problem with that?


Oh well, that's as close as you'll get to see YOUR Nicky tower over hug Tomas. Boo...paedophile!


YOU FOUND IT!!!
*buys you cookies*

Yes, I can sleep peacefully now.


JT SHIRTLESS!!!
*curses at the kit of doom*

I don't know how someone of such hotness can be subjected to wearing that.


WTF. The caption read "Unavailable for England team selection, Ashley Cole and John Terry of Chelsea both play in the starting line up as Terry lovingly cleans mud from Cole's face"

WTF! *dies*

I am not pleased. WTF.


The caption read: The Chelsea flourescent yellow away shirts, perfectly mixing in with the police uniforms standing around the touchline.

*dies laughing*

Bloody away kit of doom! Brings no luck to anyone!


I'm done rambling. See you lovely people soon.


Will be going to see Eh, Got Free Ticket Ah? on Thursday =)

Thursday's our pretty little secret, darling.

This is how MY heart breaks.

So it goes. In the span of 5 days, I have had my heart broken thrice.

One because of football.

One because of a boy.

Today, it broke because I have been denied to do something I want to do to make myself a better person.

You know how it feels like to write a lengthy review, indicating how genuine you are about your experience and how you'd like to do it again and suddenly someone just makes you go back on your word?

Yeah.


Just when I feel so damn good about myself, someone has just got to mess it all up again.


I feel so upset. I spent the whole afternoon crying. But thankfully, no one saw it because the Levi's shades are awfully handy when it comes to hiding the tears you don't want the world to see.

Except for one person.



But at times like this when you feel like throwing everything you believe in into the sea, you can only expect the people who care about you to cheer you up.

*sees curry laksa*
"Eh why are the fish balls hard?

You horny cow.

*sees figurines*
*points*
"Cheer up. On Thursday when we come here, I will buy him for you. Then you can drool all over him all you want"

Really ah? Can you throw in Luis too?


Could it be worse...?

Improper update.

Yes, I know. Tomas scored and got himself a haircut! Was practically jumping around when he did. Yes, I only watched Arsenal in the last 20 minutes.

"OMG, MY Nicky assisted and YOUR Tomas scored! Eeks!!! OUR BOYS ARE GENIUSES!!!"

Hahaha! OUR BOYS IT SEEMS. Can someone find me the pic of him without his jersey on after the match? Your kindness is very much appreciated and shall be rewarded accordingly.

And yes, WTF, William Gallas and Lassana Diarra, come back to Chelsea!


=( Poor Theo! *kicks Emile Heskey for hurting Theo*

"Stupid Michael Brown, complaining Theo's faking it. WTF! Look at Heskey's size and Theo's size-lah. How can he say Theo's faking it! *grumbles* "


And WTF is up with the glow-in-the-dark yellow away kit of doom?!

YELLOW SHORTS!!! WTF!

I was feeling so sleepy last night, I fixed myself a cup of Nescafe (yes, I can mix drinks...but not cook) to stay awake. Turns out I only needed the retarded away kit of doom to keep me awake.

And 2-0? Oi. Arsenal and Liverpool can bloody beat them 5-0 and 6-0 respectively, you people beat them 2-0 only? WTF.

"They won and you're complaining! Aiyah, a win = 3 points. They won, that's all that counts"

I'd like to blame the away kit of doom for this. Pfft.

WTF? Why was Essien red-carded?

And no, I didn't watch the game. Too busy staring at my assignment (LAST ONE!).

"My Stevie getting booed. I don't like. Makes me even sadder =( "
Poor Stevie. Damn you, boo-boys! Leave them alone!

Overall, pretty good results. Though, I am surprised Man U lost. Hmm...

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I'm going to go on a massive shopping spree this week and I'm going to buy shoes, books and CDs. And maybe a decent pair of jeans. One which she can't yank down. Hehehe.

And uh...any albums recommendation?

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This was what I wore for the colloquium yesterday. I look like a secretary! According to some person who likes to stare at girls' legs randomly (*coughs* FISHY *coughs*), I have nice legs. I disagree. Fat, okay? I wish you could see the shoes though.

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Oh yes, since I'm bored.

Saya mahu ke Newcastle. Boleh sponsor tak?

*glee*

Toodles!

Hey, I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right.

I had fun today. I was a nervous cow. Pictures from our Research Colloquium will come along soon.

And OMG SHOES! has got to be one of the best things she's ever said about me.
"I won't ask you to break a leg, because Xabi's foot is and we don't want that to happen to you, do we? So, good luck sweetie, you can do it! And remember: OMG SHOES! Love you!"

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~at home with Scouser yesterday~
*points at a piece of chicken*
"Eh why didn't you finish that?"
"Full-lah"
"Piss off, that's a tiny piece of chicken"
"After I get fat-lah, don't want"
*yanks down pants*
"OI!!!!"
"If I can yank your pants down without having to unbutton and unzip the pants, it definitely means you're not fat"

She just loves to yank my pants, without unzipping them. I'm surprised they can come off easily.

While I was putting together an outfit for today's Research Colloquium yesterday, she kept yanking the pants down.

"Say you're fat again, and I shall yank the pants down in public!"

You're not serious, are you?

*gulps*

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I hate being the third party in this.

If I had known that you were someone else's, I would've told my lips to stay far away from yours.

"He's never looked at a girl the way he looked at you, not even his own girlfriend" she says. He's a serial flirt, he looks at every girl like they're easy. And I'm different to him, I have no idea why.

I am happy that someone for once actually cared about me the way you did, but don't hurt the one who loves you best. Me and her.

She's lovely, I've always had great respect for her. I can't deal with the fact you hurting both of us.

No. I don't want to wreck this. I don't want to make you choose. It's not fair for us.

I have my principles. If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything.

I am going to assume this never happened.

YOU never happened.

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Voluntary work has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. Shut up, this has nothing to do with the pool boy (and why does he have the same name as the person I hate?!) =p

I am going to continue my services there, to gain experience and to fully understand things that most of us never will.

=)

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Sigh...that pool boy is so cute.

I probably am the most pathetic person most of you know.

Yes, I am going to hide in the toilet now.

Xin Rou, I am so sorry you have to put up with my nonsense about this. And while it is very convenient to get his number from Jason since he has the number, I am too shy and stupid and I do NOT want be looked at as a stalker. I have a pride that I refuse to swallow.

*runs to hide in the toilet*

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To the lovely people who insisted I go and sleep but kept me awake for 30 hours, I appreciate it very much.

To the wonderful people who tried to wake me up with MSN nudges and calls which I ignored, I am sorry but you know how important sleep is to me, but thank you for being utterly patient.

To everyone else, thank you for being understanding.


You know I love you.

You can't manufacture a miracle.

What a great way to cap off a rather crappy week, eh?

Oh well, I'm supporting Czech Republic next year in Austria-Switzerland.

Pfft.

Before I go wail in the corner of my toilet, I will leave you with this.

I find him quite adorable, you know? Yes, the wonder goal against Chelsea did it. His surname is one half of my dad's surname. Haha.


Hmm...on the second thought, I might be supporting Spain. Let's see the situation and condition.

I am not going to eat anything because of this. I'm so effing pissed I want to just cry but the tears won't come out.


And I have an issue about this person I like who apparently likes me but I can't touch. Sigh. Life is cruel.

Oh baby, please tell me.

Yes, I am under a lot of stress the last few weeks. I lack sleep. I lack proper judgement. I lack money focus.

Bugger, you have enough sleep. Look at my sleeping times this week.

I was up from Saturday at 6:30PM until Sunday 8:30AM, not even moving an inch (toilet trips don't count) from the PC.
I woke up at 12:30PM on Sunday and was up until 4AM on Monday.
I woke up at 6AM on Monday and went to sleep only at 2AM on Tuesday.
I was up from 6AM yesterday with NO SLEEP IN BETWEEN and I was up until 2 AM this morning. I was sleeping in front of Tomas. Bloody sad.

So don't you mock me about my tiredness. While all of you sleep peacefully, I am straining my brain and eyes and butt to do things.

Random: I bent down to get something from the floor and a loud "crack" sound came from my back. The mother got scared and asked "Was that your back?" and I nodded and bent down again and another "crack" sound was heard. "Stop doing that! After you'll break your back!". I have a bloody stiff back and Perskindol and Sloan are my back's best friends now.


So, I will be on a temporary hiatus...will most definitely be free by Saturday/Sunday/Monday.

I will leave you with some random things, in case you miss me. I doubt some of you would-lah, but anyways.


Mat Rempits! Told you they were bad! And where's Crouchy?


For the person who's ALWAYS been up to keep me company and ALWAYS nags me to go to sleep. God knows I love you. WTF SIX-PACK ABS!


His feet! The NST has this lovely pic of him today.
*tells mother*
"Look at his feet!"
"Yeah-lah...so long!"
*looks at feet*
*texts Scouser*
"You know what they say about men with big feet: They wear big shoes"
"You definitely ARE wonky. The lack of sleep and the hormone imbalance are getting to you"


0.0

IS THAT LEWIS IN THE MIDDLE??? I know who the other two are (JT and Martin Johnson! *dies*) but is that really Lewis???

*squeals*

Sigh...three of the favourite sports combined in ONE pic. How lovely.

The cousin reckons I'd be married to a Brit bloke. So does half of the population I have as friends. Hahaha!

Before I go...

auntie wants to say "Nadal is cute". HAHAHAHA! This is where I get the randomness from.


Toodles world.


AND GOOD LUCK ENGLAND! Don't screw up, okay? I don't think I'll be watching (I'm volunteering again and I'll be up to do my assignments).

=(

So to those of you who love me, update me please even if Crouchy scores and you have a strong dislike towards him. Be nice for my sake, can?

Love you all the same.


Edited:
I NEVER WANT TO EAT AGAIN.

Damn you-lah for being so picky! I'm picky too but at least I eat whatever she gives me. I complain bout the food but I'm grateful I don't eat outside food a lot like most people I know do.

You keep telling me to be grateful because I don't have to suffer from malnutrition like those people in war-torn countries. I could very well tell you the same thing!

"You three are the ones who deserve to eat, not me"

And yeah, WTF was that for! If I can choose, I'd choose to starve myself and not eat. Everyone knows I have an issue with my weight. I had yoghurt for lunch today. So don't you bloody mock me for eating!

When you said that, I instantly threw my food into the bin. I am appalled. I was disgusted at that one statement.

I don't deserve to eat, I deserve sleep.

I'm going to stay up and starve from now on. I ain't going to eat anything.

We'll see what the hell you have to say to that.

You know it's just a state of mind.

I got up 2 hours after sleeping at 4AM, and I was very, very, very cranky.

Lack of sleep + hormone imbalance = one cranky bugger.

I was quite mad at the mother because she was the cause behind the lack of sleep this morning.

Bleh. I don't like being cranky. Especially when I have so many things to do.

=(

But despite 2 hours of sleep, I am awake. It's just a state of mind. I'm okay.

Yes, if I fall and faint, carry me.

Headaches, be damned. Fatigue is just a state of mind.

I'm slowly turning into a Christian Bale clone.

It's just a state of mind, darling.

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Random beyond random. I heard someone play the Blue Day song in college today! He probably was watching some goal highlights and the song was the background music.

Eh, can you let me be happy for just 5 seconds or not? Thank you.

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I have bad friends.

I have a bad headache and they torture me.

Sigh...why did you bless me with horrible people as friends, God?

WHY???

Bad. Friends.

Oh well, it cheered me up though. They may be bad, but I love them.


And yes, God...why is he oh-so adorable?


Click on the pics for a better view.

*mumbles English and Spanish swear words*
*faints*

Headaches aren't exactly going away, you know? You evil lot.


I'm going to continue doing Biopsych now. Toodles.