Yea~ I finished my finals today! Crazy ILC paper. Wrote until my hands felt like it was going into cardiac arrest. Too little time. The essay is going to kill me. I can't help it if my English sucks there and then.

Anyway, it's 9.39pm on a Tuesday night. Means that I'm sitting here right now because I don't know how else to pass my time before Joey and Desperate Housewives starts. I 'chop' the tv tonight already Announced to the whole house that I wana watch tv at 10pm.

By the way, my housemate's friends came over. They are playing mahjung downstairs. Well, that's not the point. The point is...one of them has a puppy, and he brought it over, and it's so adorable!!!!!!! Aiyoh...damn cute! So round and fat and chubby and tubby! Heh! Had fun playing with it just now Will continue later when I go down to watch tv.

Speaking of those people playing mahjung downstairs, one of them brought along Pepsi Tarik. Remember the weird cola I talked about? Yea...it's right here...in my house... Well, actually, I had a drink of it last Saturday when my sis brought me to Giant. Sample. It tastes...weird~ The sweetness of the Pepsi, and the sting of the carbon dioxide...and after you swallow it, theres a distinct but mild coffe smell that lingers up in the nose canal. It's ok la...but I won't pay for it.

And speaking of tv, I switched it on yesterday morning, and this Shop@Dapat show was on. It was the first time I saw it. Hosted by Douglas Lim and this familiar girl whose name I can't remember. Hm...the more I watch Douglas, the more I think he's a good host. He's one of those who actually don't have the word 'er...' in their vocab. And he's very witty too. He's good~

Okie...times up! Heh...I wana go down and watch tv already. Will blog later.

ABSTRACT

'I challenge you to stop whining for just half a day. I bet a diamond ring on it.'

Yups...today is spring cleaning day. ..with some 'discoveries'...

Discovery #1

I drop A LOT of hair. Everywhere.

I feel a little dumb...

I was sitting in front of the laptop, brushing my hair. (sounds dumb enough? wait..it gets better...)

My laptop lags a little, so when I click on a programme, it takes like...30 seconds for it to react and open. Sometimes, it just decides to hang altogether, and the programme won't open no matter how many times I click it.

Just now was one of the 'sometimes'.

I clicked on IE, and brushed my hair while waiting for it to open. It took a long while. In between deciding whether it's lagging or hanging (while still brushing), my roommate opened the door and walked in.

And so...

she saw me brushing my hair, staring at the screen of my laptop with a pink flowery background.

She must be thinking what a weird roommate she has...coz she left the room in less than 5 seconds.

My housemates had a steamboat dinner just now. We all ate out of two rice cookers. Haha...had fun =)

I was reading a magazine after dinner. Typical women's magazine. There were samples of perfume in the magazine. Heard of True Star by Beyonce? She now has True Star Men as well (??) Anyway, my nose is kinda picky about perfumes and stuff that smells. I rarely find scents that I really like. I happen to think that True Star is ok...don't really like it, but nothing to hate either. True Star Men was a little strong and it went right up to my brain. Yaya...it's not meant for me anyway...haha... I just noticed that afer a while...when both the scents got tangled up with each other...it actually smells...nice... oh well...maybe that's the purpose eh?

I don't know what happened to me last night. I woke up at 12+am, and studied till about 3am, woke up again at 8am and studied till about 1pm. Talk about last minute studying. I wasn't freaking out or anything, but I have to admit, I was jittery and jumpy. Tough. It's the first time I felt this way. Well...it's the first time I actually studied according to the syllabus and not wait till the last minute. I felt as if I already knew everything, but at the same time, I knew there was something missing that I could not place my finger on.

Aiyoh...the whole morning was torture. It was raining and cold outside also.

When the exam started, I realised that I needed an eraser (which I didn't bring). There were MCQ's and instead of writing the answer in the answer booklet, we were provided  with the MCQ answer sheet to shade the correct choice. And so begin the nightmare. I didn't shade the answers that I wasn't 100% sure of till the last minute. After going through the MCQ questions for the first round, I happened to glance at the MCQ answer sheet. At the top, there was a sentence which said,

Please make sure the answer is shaded correspond to your quesiton number!

?? Aiyoyo...

The MCQ was ok...but kinda tough too. There was a simple question, but the answer made my brain do a double take.
Question: What is the difference between a Psychiatrist and a Psychologist?

Hm...I found out today that I'm not the only person who turns to chocolate ice cream when something goes wrong. Well...not really when something goes wrong, but when it feels...not so nice.

Chocolate and ice cream makes us feel a little better. The pleasure of sensation blocks out the bad feelings I suppose.

Chocolate ice cream is so pleasurable isn't it? Ah...sinful...haha...but it's alright to pamper the self once in a while =)

I'm wide awake now. And being eaten alive by mosquitos. Someday I'm going to start a research on mosquitos. Alter their DNA or something so that they'll live on something else other than my blood. I'm donating blood to mosquitos.

My sleeping pattern is a little weird these days. I'd come home, sleep early, and wake up in the middle of the night to study or online. Not sure if its good or bad. Bad maybe. I was reading Psych just now coz my final exam is tomorrow...er...later. Next thing I knew, I woke up with my head on the book. Wa...I can't believe this. My final exam is in 13hours and 54 minutes time. And I'm still not panicking.

THis morning, I even went to Sekolah Sri Sedaya with a group of friends to collect donations for the Pakistan Earthquake fund. Crazy...what was I thinking anyway? Aren't I suppose to be studying?? Well, actually, I DID consider not going, but I needed er...water.

Oh...did I mention that my house's taps are all dry? Fuh...I really cannot live without water. I'm not obsessed with cleanliness, but I just cannot stand not having water. It's so...inconvenient. The water supply came this morning, but the water was murky and brownish. Yuck...seriously yuck. So, one of my missions of going to college today is to get water for drinking and also to bath. Ah...it felt so good. Sambil menyelam minum air~ I DID manage to finish 2 chapters of studying there, and it was so comfortable with the air cond. Didn't want to come home. Hmph...suddenly feel grateful for clean waer supply.

I skipped pasar malam tonight. Raining. Again. It ALWAYS rains on Wednesday evenings. I don't know why. I'm suppose to study. No...I HAVE to study...NOW.

My previous post only serves to make more sense of whatever I'm going to say next.

Y'know, it's not often that I'd actually be anticipating to watch a tv show here. Normally, I'd just watch what comes along. But today is Tuesday night, and Desperate Housewives is showing. I went to sleep at 7pm just now and was so happy that I automatically woke at 10pm, coz I can watch Joey, and then Desperate Housewives at 10.30. So, I went downstairs, happily planning to eat some more choc sundae in between. But hor...I discovered that my housemates were eagerly waiting to watch a horror movie...in Japanese. When it started at 10.17pm (Don't ask why so weird timing, ntv7 wanted it), they were complaining about the subtitles. The English and Mandarin characters were being covered by another layer of Malay subtitles (typical of Malaysian shows huh?). After about 3 minutes of listening to them and the actors garble in a language I can't understand, I came up here to blog because I couldn't watch my fav show that I've been waiting for a week to watch.

Hm...anyway, today, in my last Psych 1 class, we were talking about intelligence. My lecturer was trying to explain that people with high IQ are not necessarily smart. It's a misconception. Same like how we think that Caucasians 'must be smart' because they can speak perfect English. It's just a stereotype in our society. Most people think that big company CEO's must be very 'keng' because they hire 'ang-mohs' to do it. And he asked the almighty question, 'Caucasians are smarter just because they speak better English. Is it true?' He looked at me and I said...'Well, sometimes...' with a grin. I was going to draw him into a 'You-can't-deny-that-Caucasians-ARE-smarter-than-Asians-in-some-aspects. What-a-12-year-old-kid-in-US-can-do-academically,-an-average-12-year-old-kid-here-can't. Maybe-it's-because-they-have-a-better-grasp-of-the-language' argument, but then...never mind la...I already know that's not his point anyway...heh...

I came back, checked my email, and found what my cousin sent me amusing. I soon realised that bad language bothered me...a lot...and I've been grousing a lot lately about it too. I remembered an incident a few weeks ago. I was sitting in the office with two of my friends. One of them was complaining that a company he called did not send a fax over, as promised.

His exact words were,

'I call them already, but they never fax back us also...'.

My brain wanted to piece together a sentence which carried the meaning of call-them-to-ask-why-there's-no-fax. And the three (er...five??) words that came out of my mouth was

'Aiya...call back them la...'

Instantly, my other friend looked at me weirdly and rolled his eyes. He can't stand this kind of English either. Haha...I laughed and corrected my ownself, 'Call them back...call them back...!' Hahaha! I'm laughing at myself now that I think back of the whole incident.

I realised that I'm capable of two (or maybe more...) language styles in English. One is the nice and proper kind which I speak to very few people. But in fact, I'm actually more comfortable with it. Another is the Mandarin / Cantonese --> English direct translation kind, which is more common with most of my friends. But sometimes, I just feel like I'm polluting the language with those kind of words and grammar. I would find myself automatically rolling my eyes sometimes, after I talk. But it doesn't make sense to speak all prim and proper to people if they can't understand it right? Masuk kandang kambing mengembek, masuk kandang kerbau menguak la...

I soon realised also, that my level of English might be deteriorating because of these instances. Bad...coz my language has been something that I pride myself on since a long time ago. Maybe that's why I cannot stand lecturers who can't speak properly. They piss me off more than the subject itself.

Anyway, the point of it is...I'm complaining here because I can't stand watching a movie in a language I don't understand lousily translated into a language I DO understand. I miss Desperate Housewives...

I got this email from my cousin...haha...thanks, Edmund. Made me laugh till I almost cried. =)

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