A dose of '10

I don't know about all of you readers out there- with hopes that readers from Zimbabwe,Zulu,or whatsthatplace start appearing again on the traffic feed- But I'm just a sucker for a new year. How do I put it into words that are a little bit more understandable? If you're the kind who sees 2011 as just 365 days rolling in and out, then maybe you won't get it. As 2010 leaves, and 2011 comes, there'll be a period in between where I,either anticipate to what's ahead, or look back at 2010 as a whole(or both), because, y' know, I've always found it funny to start going down memory lane, when, truth be told,

2010 hasn't really ended. As I'm typing this instant, I still have a full 4 days of '10. 96 hours can bring a lot of difference.

-But,honestly speaking, I used to really take in the moment when the clock strikes 12,telling that a new year has come, and wishing something different occurs, and a pizazzz travels across the room/car I'm in, signalling ,well,anew.-

On today's special menu,

• I witnessed my second snatch theft in my entire life. It was like a scene in a miniseries really, car going up a slope, almost knocked down a speeding motorcycle, cursed them, went up a little bit more until reaching level ground, saw some good-hearted Samaritans trying to help a woman up form the ground, with her belongings all scattered. And we were wishing we really knocked those two douche down their motorcycles.
• Spent most of my afternoon in a crowded clinic, just to rectify some stuff for my ns stint which is starting in exactly a week's time.oh, my 3 months.
• Came back, ate pisang goreng, and went to the house of the Twins-much more dramatic when you say it like that:)- We chat, we laughed,and sneered at Tan, all for good, healthy fun.haha. and to think that by next year, we're all off to college.

object of gratefulness: accents to make fun of,but secretly wish i had 'em.

PS: Dhanya, this is not so invisible anymore,huh? :)

Off to make the most out of 2010.

i thot i thaw twitter

I have got to be one of the last to watch the HP movie, and it's already out for a month, I better just buy a ticket and watch alone for the sake of watching it.before it comes out with a DVD. the horror.

Good morning to you.and if you've just finished school two weeks ago, you might have realised the scale of over rated-ness finishing SPM can be, since:-

1st day: YES, WE'RE FREE. NOW I GET TO DO A WHOLE LOT OF THINGS I WASN'T ABLE TO!

2ND DAY: YES, I COMPLETED EVERYTHING YESTERDAY, BUT I STILL WILL TRY TO DO A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER THINGS

3RD DAY: YES, I NEED TO ACT LIKE I'M FEELING FREE AND HAPPY, BECAUSE NOW IS JUST PATHETIC.

by the 4th day, you'll probably take longer naps to make time fly.now you know how much you miss paper 3 in the evening,huh?:)

I wanted to start Twitter after I've actually completed my EST next Wednesday, because I swore to sign up for it right after SPM is done. but I'm already feeling the post-SPM freedom,so to speak, and with that, what the heck, right?

Everyone keeps saying how people abandon their blogs because Twitter has either a)taken up most of their time or b) filled with all their current activities, writing it back in their blog will look stale. But it doesn't have to be like that, anyone can strike a balance in between those two right? just take a look at her site. and..

hmm, she's the only one i can find now. Karin, you better still keep blogging after that 30 days thing. or for anyone in that case. After the PLKN massacre, i want to at least come home to some reading material.yes, I have solemnly swore not to hate deep down in my gut to read about how lovely your 3 months were.hah.

ok, ran out of topic there,where was I? right, Twitter.I tried signing up, even had my name typed in already, but then a road bump. what the hell would be my username.ah,the confusing part.

I don't have a Japanese name.

I like almost all kinds of fruits

My name doesn't rhyme so catchy with food

and well, there's no "r" in my name to go all rawrr. -___-"

I'll put some more thought into that. Or, I'll just stick with the usual.it'll probably be easier for people i know or stalkers to track me down and not go " how the hell was i suppose to know your name had shingz or boomz to it"

When all is said and done, can someone teach me how to send a twitter through my phone? you're reminded once again how much of a newbie I am. But i don't snail mail.the boundary stops there.

oh, and i just read that Serena is gonna come to my house with a pen drive and force me to put all the pictures in there which weren't uploaded before.oh no. i read that on Twitter.


object of gratefulness: the "view you and whoever button" on facebook. that would serve the person with a million friends some purpose. hah, now you know you haven't been talking to the other 900,000.

oh,the horror

BIOLOGY.

EVEN MY CAT KNOWS THAT.

oh,before I forget..

Happy December!

well, how you doing

I hate it that my body's state of mind is tuned to wake up early.This would be fine if i get to wake up and breathe in Melawati's fresh air-hazardous chemicals and all- and breathe a sigh of relief that it's a new today with pastures that are greener every time you turn around.

But no.

The first thought that went through my head was,'how am I going to survive this day studying?!', and i texted Nabil,thinking, 'oh,well, maybe i could go for a jog or a walk or just to move my ass around or something rather than slumping on the chair'. OBVIOUSLY, he was still seeping-i know that from the absent voice you usually hear on the other side of the phone- like any other sane minded(or in this case, tired SPM go-ers) would do. Scrapping off idea.

Just because stalking 20 people on Facebook in the wee mornings is a borderline crime or a penalty for being so lifeless, i despise it. I have a life.had one,but no worries, the drought is ending really soon and i see a bright futur..,ahh, crap, I have NS. These two events back-to-back are going to imminently bring my blog to a halt. it's already bad I have seriously nothing to talk about. So,the next time you see me profile pic upload in a post, i might just be bald. wouldn't that scare the living daylight out of you?

I should really get going and do what Karin is doing, ya know, the whole 30 days of topics, which at least gives you the comfort to know what you're typing about. Oh,and Jen and I are so happy and honoured that our names were in your post( But Jen is probably too shy to say that herself-haha). I read blogs quite often,like 'open mozilla, go to my page, click, click, click, look at the title, ah, same one from yesterday, shut down.' and i repeat that process several million times in one day, hoping to see some reading material, or at least to see someone in agony. hah. kidding.

Oh,did I tell you my sister is back?The one from Aussie,not the Land of Cows and Briyani. And she got me two new titles from Parsons collection, I can't wait to read it, but not before i read Mr. Ishiguro.

I know i should be focused when doing my exams in the hall, and I'm not saying i don't, because i really do, and how can you not,when if your mind suddenly strays, it inadvertently strays to the sight of Kaif writing down future A+ materials in the future. You tend to air slap yourself and return to that blank paper in front of you. But, when was it, oh,right, during Add Maths, I was in the midst of answering a question(which is always a good sign than skipping) when suddenly Glee played in my head. started of with this, then this, then random thoughts like where or which country I would like to visit.

This might sound like a bore,just because you're into the busy, people-frenzy Japan kind of thing, but i seriously think it would be so great if i get to go to Edinburgh or Ireland, rent a car(I was about to say hijack-LOL) and sight see. Get a book, and just lay your sight on the greenery-and if you still didn't know, lots of people say Ireland and Scotland brings the colour green to a new whole level. it's so much greener than any other green. (saying green 3 times has made it sound awkward when saying it). Oh, or just stand at the edge of a cliff looking at the pacific ocean-but don't jump into it like that stupid Bella. That would be so cool. Don't tell me you were not by the slightest bit captivated watching Ireland on screen when P.S I LOVE YOU was filming there. sad that they're on the verge of bankruptcy.

Well, i didn't think of all that when i was doing my Add Maths paper-lah. I wouldn't have finished in time( dare I say I'm quite proud of myself for at least finishing 30 minutes prior and being able to check the paper,for the first time-I usually finish 5 minutes before the bell rings,scared shit I screwed it up)

The invigilators assigned to Melawati are also a nice bunch. There's the two Chinese lady teachers,who I swear Jon looks at every time they pass him, the two Malay lady teachers, and my favourite would probably be the dude who goes,' masa menjawab kertas sudah tamat,sila letakkan pen-pensel ke bawah'. because it's just that fun to hear people go, 'oh,god I'm not done yet'.haha. But best of all, since we are not allowed to get up to pick anything dropped on the floor,they have to do it for us :) I can bet you someone probably have done it for the fun of seeing them do it e.g KOMAL.haha. her paper fell under my chair once, and by mere seconds a guy teacher had his hands under my chair picking up the paper for her. and Reader's Digest say we Malaysians are not a very courteous lot. Pfft.

The idea of the time capsule is still open btw, for anyone who's interested.Just because I think it'll be great to relive the awkward teenager experience 10 years down the road.I wonder if Pn. Sabrina( who is in need of a nickname) is awesome enough to dig a hole in the school field. That'll be great.

And i feel like throwing a New Year's Eve Party,wouldn't that be awesome? Just a bunch of friends hanging out, before I get sent to some obscure camp in the Peninsular or East Malaysia, god knows where. But before i could do any of that, I'll probably have to get back on the studying track,because it's the right thing to do. It's so boring to do the right thing all the time,right?

so,that's done. I'm gonna continue Google myself.

or design a t shirt that says " Kaif's Best Friend" and plan to wear it when SPM results come out next year. Since there's probably be media.

Goodbye,now.

object of gratefulness: the spell check button.