It's the beginning of fall and it's already only 9 celcius outside. I hate this unpredictable weather! Back home it's always always 32 celcius and we always know what to wear- cotton tshirt and shorts. Jackets are for rare occassions like to the mall or the cinema and we never ever have to wear scarves or gloves.

But here!

sigh.



It was freaking 0 celcius in our room so I bundled up like crazy before going out, since I expected it to be much colder outside. Thick jacket, thick warm cashmere scarf, leather gloves wtf and boots (not shown).



I had to wait for my roommate to finish bathing so camwhored a little.










Okay maybe more than a little.




My roommate Sarah and I before going out to the library.


I'm Arabian II wtf

Yalah damn suck ok go library also have to wear so thick. It's about 10 mins to walk there so I rather not freeze my butt off even for that 10 minutes.

And then guess what! We walked outside and saw everyone in shorts and tshirts!

It's 25 celcius outside! How can! Our room was 0 celcius! It wasn't even air-conditioned ok. Grr.

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God how I hate cold weather! Anything above 22 celcius is really nice cause it's not humid here and when the sun's out, the weather is sooo damned nice. It's like..cameron/genting highlands? Without the mist.

And it's only the beginning of fall T_________T
The temperature will decline slowly and in winter it's gonna be -20 celcius.

(remind self to buy thermal underwears wtf)

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*angsty mode on

/start rant

god i hate americans sometimes. can't they just freaking shut the fuck up?? in class, there are these few girls who can't stop asking questions! like oi you buy the textbooks for fucks ah, can you read first before you come to class? ask so much as if we're not paying for tuition fees! stop wasting everyone's time with your dumb "so you mean, like, the graph, like, slopes down? you know, like, it moves down?"
and some of them are so dumb ok 1/x + 5/3x also dunno how to do! Didn't we learn that in kindergarten or something wtf? but the thing is, even though they're so dumb in math but they got damn alot good ideas one lor. like in my english class everyone fights to talk and they don't just talk bimbo talk, they really do know stuff! and we asians usually prop toothpicks in our eyes to stop ourselves from falling asleep wtf.
and wtf who cares about can or can't?? why can't americans use can't (kant) instead of can't (kent) which sounds like can (ken). i hate it when i use can't (kant) and they ask "can (ken) or can't (kent)?" damn dumb right why don't you just use can't (kant)??!! damn annoying la so i always end up saying cannot instead. and god don't get me started on americans talking about the war here. they think they damn powerful lor! "of course the war against iraq is justified! Hello, we need to get rid of them terrorists before they start wiping us out!" omg shut the fuck up! can you please hear what you were saying ah! can you look those people in iraq in the eye and say that again ah! stupid i'm more worried about you people wiping us out with your air-headness ok.

/end rant

*angsty mode off

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p.s: my boyfriend blogged after one whole year. I swear I'm not saying this because he's mine but his blog is really one of the best out there.

It wasn't much of a ring to begin with; plain tri-metal entwined to make a somewhat flawed ring. When I was first told that the ring is used in some African tribe as a much respected wedding ring, I bought two of them instantly.
I was desperate for a souvenir to bring back home and something as meaningful as that brought a much convenient coincidence to a happy ending. I got my (somewhat cheap) souvenir and we got ourselves a pair of rings.

It didn't mean much at first, them rings. I gave it to him, he was happy, so was I and that was the end of it. We wore our rings faithfully, him on his third finger, me on my thumb for it was far too large for me (and they only came in one size). Everything went by smoothly and after 2 years of having it, the ring kind of became a part of me.

Until that night. Oh we all have our 'that night'. That night when everything is supposed to flow smoothly, that night when all those jitters is supposed to stop, that night when things are supposed to be what we want them to be- except that they won't be of course. That disastrous night.

My 'that night' happened to be the night when I arrived here in my room. Amidst all my unpacking and throwing things about and covering my bed with my bedsheets from home, the ring slipped off unnoticed. Because this happened occasionally when I was home as well, I wasn't all that bothered. The ring was far too big for me and I always always find it back anyway.

After all that hoohaa about which side my pillow should go to, near the window or near my desk, (near the desk won) I finally started worrying about my ring. Ok on normal days, it would've appeared mischievously by now. It was supposed to go 'hey suet i'm here, catch me now before you lose me again!' but as fate would have it, it didn't.
I searched every nook and cranny of my small room for it but it was nowhere to be found. I took out my bedsheet and pillow and clothes and sanitary pads and undies and threw them unceremoniously into a pile to make my search easier but it was gone.

I was crazy upset. Of all days it chose to leave me, this is the worse day that could ever be. I had just settled into my new home, I was lonely as hell, my internet connection wasn't working and my period was here.
But that day it was. It was as if the ring just decided that 31st August was a perfect day for it to just up and go.

and up and go it went.

Maybe it's true when people say you won't realize something is gone when it's truly gone. I swear nothing felt true-er than this.

It was a hasty departure on your part and I will forever blame this on you, dear ring. I did nothing to deserve such a big slap on my face. You knew how much you meant to me, to us, and yet you chose to leave.

No, no, no  I take all that back. I don't blame this on you! silly me! of course it was all my fault to begin with. Why didn't I treasure those times? Why did i regard you as merely a useless jewelery? Why did I only care when you're gone?

Please come back. I miss you. The thumb misses you.

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Oh the leaves are already turning red. Where fore art thou, ring? Are you ever going to come back to me again?

It's been a month now and I'm tired of all this peekaboo. It's not the loss of just you as a ring, it's the loss of something more that that.

I want to say losing you felt as if I lost everything that has to do with you as well but that will be much too exaggerated because after all, you're just a cheap tri-metal ring.

...IS MOUNTAIN DAY!!!!!!!!!!!

Mountain Day is this tradition my college has where our president will choose an extremely random day and declare it as mountain day! No one knows when it is until the day itself and the best thing is, ALL CLASSES ARE CANCELED!!!

Around 7am, bells will ring signifying the glorious day and we can choose to:
1. sleep in
2. do homework
3. climb the mountain

no surprise which one i chose wtf.

=D

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So how I celebrated my birthday!



Around 12 midnight of the 24th, Aud and Angie surprised me with a cake! Actually I heard them whispering outside my door so it wasn't all that surprising haha. I opened the door for them and saw my Student Advisor asking them to keep it down HAHAHAH.
But it was so terribly nice of them to do this for me! I was sooo touched. They even called some of my friends too!


When I heard them outside, I contemplated changing my clothes wtf so I look better in pictures but didn't have enough time to


<3


We couldn't find plates so we just ate from the cake haha. Strawberry cheesecake <3

The next day (my actual birthday) I got a parcel from my boyfriend! He sent me some birthday decorations and balloons (which were all deflated already haha) and banana muffins and sparkles and vanilla-scented candles!! It was so he can sorta celebrate it with me.



And he said i can't open the present until i ber-webcam with him so we can blow the candle together. Aww.



Why the vanilla scented candles? Cause when we first started dating, he had a vanilla-scented cardboard thingy in his car which remained as 'our' scent =)

This is my first birthday away from home T____T

The thing is, I was so busy and was only reminded of my own birthday a day before so I guess I didn't miss home all that much. I do miss my mom wishing me happy birthday with a big angpow when I wake up, I do miss trying to act nonchalant when my friends wish me in school, I do miss the surprise parties but oh well, things aren't really all that bad here.

Also, I had 4 classes back to back on the same day as well. I woke up hoping and wishing and praying that it's mountain day but it's not T__T mt day was a day after that.

Anywayyy, thanks aud and angie and all my friends <3

And many thanks to all my caring readers for making my day with all the happy birthday! or big girl already ah!
*big wet eyes

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Today I don't have much work to do fuh! I only have to watch this hour long French video and do the workbook which is due day after tomorrow.
Why oh why is my life starting to get better!
Oh no I shouldn't question my blessing and should just accept it with grace WTF.

ZzzzZz

I just farted out loud and my roommate pretended not to hear it but then I bursted out laughing and said "oh it was me wtf" (duh if not me then who else wtf) then she laughed also.
But her laugh was like hur hur, as if to avoid the silence following the loud fart so she had to tickle her side to laugh >.<

There was one time when I was sleeping then I woke up cause I realized that I just farted out loud WTF then i turned and saw my roommate still awake! The horror! So I cleverly moved and rolled on the bed to make it squeak, as if the previous fart came from the bed wtf.

Oh yeah there was once when I was bending over to wear my boots then I farted an involuntary fart ya allah WHY LIKE THIS but no one was in the room lah fuh. Eh is it just me or whenever you squat down then you feel like farting one ah? is it normal? is it a disorder wtf

(HAHAHHA I asked Barry this and he said "wait let me try squatting" hahahah can everyone try and tell me the result?!?! experiment wtf)

What should I eat to stop myself from farting without wanting to! I don't eat a lot of beans also.
God I can't believe I just revealed my true self.

...IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 (US time)


*big wet eyes



I'm no longer 18.

Before I was supposed to leave to the states, Tim told me that there’ll be this new thing coming up from our friendly neighborhood snacks provider, Twisties! I love Twisties god I love the tomato flavor one the most while Barry’s favorite is the curry. Hoho but I always win and we always ended up buying the tomato flavor one (god how I miss Twisties now T___T all they have here are nachos and more nachos)

So when I was working in Nuffnang eons ago, I found out that Twisties is coming up with a new line. (the perks of working in Nuffnang hoho)

Hear this, ladies and gents, Twisties is coming up with potato chips now instead of corn chips!!

And it’s called CHIPSTER!!!!

I think everyone in Malaysia probably knew this already =.= And don’t ask me why I’m so excited since I hate potato chips anyway..but but the thought of our friendly neighborhood brand coming up with something new is damn exciting ok!

Okay anyway cut the crap short, apparently there’s also this contest (duh!) and the prizes are quite lucrative. I’ve already decided! If I win any of those prizes, I’m going to give it to my brother *big wet eyes

That’s cause my mom said my brother has been studying a lot lately for his PMR and I was so touched! My brother, the playful small boy, is finally all grown up *dabs tear

The best things about this contest are there isn’t any slogan (thank god) or proof of purchase! All you have to do is take a picture of you enjoying a pack of Chipster (there your proof of purchase wtf except in my case since I can’t get it here so I asked Tim to send me a picture of one and I use paint to paste into my picture. So smart!)

And anything that has to do with me taking a picture, count me in wtf.

So first you have to go here.

Sign up real quickly to join the contest and there, you’re all set! Now take a picture of yourself with Chipster and…

TADA!!!

Hahah am I funny or what! (barry thought up the line one). Damn nice right this competition? Just take picture of yourself, think of something creative and voila!

Making full use of the things provided. Those are tiny chips on their way into the evil heater/machine/over! And that’s a Harry Potter with mustache wtf.

A headless me with my Chipster kicking Frankenstein!

Okay to be honest all my dialogues are damn lame. See if you can do better lah talk so much. HERE

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Sigh back to washing dishes.