Something is wrong with my computer so I don't know if I'll be able to even post this.
I have a stupid headache and I don't know how to make it go away. It's W's birthday but I forgot alla bout it and sent him an SMS saying "Guess what?! I got 7As! I got 7As!" and now I feel like an idiot. I bought him a t shirt that costed me RM20 and I don't even like it. I preffered a long sleeved sweater-like thing that was baby blue in colour but they were out of stock. I really hope he'll like the t shirt. My sister said it was nice and that was the only reason that I bought it. My headache is still there and I think it has something to do with feeling sad for the tsunami victims. I find it really difficult to just sit in front of my computer and read about it. I want to help but there's nothing I can do. I've thought about donating my PMR money to them but that only totals up to about RM500+. I want tot alk to YT about it and maybe when school starts we can start up a fund for them. I was so close to the tsunami I feel really thankful that I'm alive. It really hurts to think of those who aren't or those who are but have lost their family. I almost lost my dad.
I went to Penang on Christmas Day and then on Sunday, we went to church at 830. At about 9, the church was shaking, just a little bit. So little that I thought it was me experiencing vertigo. Something I haven't felt since I was a child. I felt like I was rocking back and forth and side to side. I thought I was going to faint. Then people from upstairs started to come down and out of the church. Many other people went out of the church as well. So much to having faith in God. I couldn't feel the tremors anymore then. After a while, people started coming back into the church and back upstairs I think. Later, I sms-ed Yun and asked her if there were any earthquakes recently. She so smart, told me that Malaysia had no earthquake. Like Duh! Sumatra how near you know anot?? After mass, we soon forgot about it, well they forgot about it, I remembered. We went to McCalister Road to eat Char Kuay Teow, damn expensive for Penang standards. There was this cute guy sitting at the table behind us. Anyway, we went shopping after that. Supposedly New Year shopping but I only bought a bra which I didn't even choose. (So now I can wear nothing but a bra for New Year) My dad obviously didn't follow us. He went to Line Clear to eat Nasi Kandar and was saying that he wanted to go to the beach because none of us wanted to follow him there. Late in the evening, SY msged me and said that there was an earthquake in Sumatra that was causing tidal waves here and asked me if I was ok. (Mind you, that was the only Sms I got that showed concern) Then AP Sms-ed me and said Penang got tsunami. Earthquake in Sumatra was 8.9 on the richter scale. I was like whoa! 8.9?? And she told me that over 8000 people had died. I was like double whoa!! Then we went back to my friend's place where we were staying and sat in front of the tv watching CNN. The next day, we couldn't find a single newspaper to read and I couldn't go online to read the online paper because my sister thinks friendster is more important than a tsunami that might drown the island she was sitting on. When I did get the computer at about 4 something, I was shocked to see more than 50 Malaysians were dead and 30+ were from the land under my big butt. On Monday night, we went to Gurney drive to pick my grand aunt and uncle from gurney Hotel. I can't believe they actually dared to stay there. We saw a dead fish on the pavement. Most of it had been cleared up actually, just missed one little fishy. On the rocks, there were still couples sitting there paktoh-ing. Wonder if they wanted to die together like Romeo and Juliet? We weren't sure if the bridge would be safe to use or not so we decided to go home as planned on Tuesday. Personally, I figured that if God wanted to kill us, it wouldn't matter what time we were on the bridge, or if we were even on the bridge for that matter. So anyway, I'm safe at home now. Altough I'm not sure if we really are safe. Selayang Hosp could feel the tremors, Kota Damansara could feel the tremors. I guess there really is no safe place to be in. There were tsunamis in US for goodness sake. And since there are no safe places to be in, I've just got to know that I am protected. And while I'm in the middle of knowing that I'm protected, I shall also know how blessed I am because I got SEVEN AS!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am so glad man!!! Girl, whatever!!! I never expected to get straight As. I wished and prayed very very hard but I never expected to actually get it! =) I'm glad. Let's see, the people I have to thank are: Yun yun for teaching me Sej, KH and everything else... Smile for teaching me and motivating me... W for motivating me as well... God for everything... and everyone else that I didn't mention.
Me blogged @ | 1:59 pm
Maan.... I feel old again. I have this horrible backache probably from marching. Sir is MADDD!! He made us stomp (hentak) so hard. If I may... SO DAMN BLODDY HARD! Argh, I wore sports shoes so making it loud wasn't easy but it wasn't loud enough to make up for the other three people in my squad who don't seem to know the meaning of loud. I don't entirely blame them because it's not easy with those shoes but please! I'm doing the best that I can already. Sigh, nevermind. I think I raelly need a whole week of rest because this morning I went for marching and just now, I went for tennis and I felt as if my body weighed a million pounds. I felt as if I would fall if I moved another step. That was really worrying because I've never felt that way before. I've felt dead tired before but not to the extent that I could barely move. I used to be able to push myself one step further. Sigh. I haven't gotten over the SJMC visit. I admit, I like going to hospitals ok? But I didn't get my prawn salad, I didn't get to see santarina nor a proper santa claus. Oh right, that reminds me a funny fact. There was this little girl who was about five or sic maybe and she was the daughter of one of the Pharmaniaga staff and she was talking about Power Rangers and one of the other staff asked if Power Rangers of God was stronger. Then she didn't reply and her mother repeated the question. "Girl, Jesus or Power Rangers stronger?" and the little girl said Power Rangers. Lol. Everybody burst out laughing of course... Haha. Children.. so cute...
Just finished chatting with Smile. I was talking about SJ and he said that I was making him regret that he didn't join before. He said our competition was like what he does. And he also sent me an Ecard. Christian kind about CHRISTMAS! Touched my heart, didn't cry again though. About to now that I'm writing this but that's another matter altogether. Anyway, I think I'll end here. I'm kind of lazy to write because I want to savour the card. One good thing however is that my mouth didn't turn dry and my palms weren't sweaty when I chat with him. Maybe I am getting over it all now.
Me blogged @ | 5:36 pm
Yunyun changed my blog layout. I like it but just as a point to remember, Christmas is about Christ not Santa Claus and snowmen.
Anyway, last Saturday, I went to my birthplace, SJMC. I went there right after a stupid duty in Taman Mayang. It was my mother's birthday by the way. Anyway, I went there wanting to see Santarina. I was disappointed though. Anyway, I went there very late because I had duty before that and they were half way through a song. It was for the paediatric ward there. There were two Santa Clauses, one was skinny and both had no beard. Fakers! Anyway, they gave out presents after that and I obviously didn't get one. I was tempted to take the pooh one of the patients got though. =P Then we went on a 'tour' of the wards to give the other patients presents. Patients who couldn't come down to the conference room. I like the wallpaper of the paediatric ward. From there, we went to the surgical ward where there were other children. I never knew what a hospital ward looked like before this. Anyway, what I heard that really touhed my heart was "They will grow up" They meaning the children of course. The person it was directed to didn't get it though. Anyway, I don't know why it's stuck with me but it did touch my heart. The children are so innocent, some not even one and they're already in a hospital. One of the patients had been in there for three months already. It really made me realise how blessed I am. Just the other day, I was complaining to W about how blessed other people were and though I know I should be counting my blessings, some people made it really hard for you to realise how blessed you are. You know, if you have one of this, that person will have two of this, if you have one of that, that person will have two of that. But after the SJMC visit, I realised, that person has two of this, I have one and some people have half or none. So that's how I'm blessed.
Ona lighter note, when I get the time, I will camp out at SJMC's parking lot. Oh, the cars there! Can't remember all the cars I saw but a few that stood out were Merc E-class and BMW 5 Series, the new ones. Well, there you go again, that's how blessed I am. I may not have a million dollars but I have my health.
Today: I just came back from Yun's house. Before that, I went to Area HQ to learn Home Nursing. I WILL NEVER BE A NURSE! NEVER! Oh my goodness, it is so freaking boring! BORING!!! We first learnt to wash our hands. First, 'open' the tap with your elbow then wet your hands. Next, put soap and lather up evenly. After that, rub your palms together then scrub between your fingers ten times. Change hand and repeat. Next, blah blah. If you really want to know: Go here But for us, it's a little different. More steps, sigh. Anyway, we also learnt bedmaking Which is quite boring except for the part where we joked that to get the patient of the bed we push her to the floor. We also learnt to fold the linen and blankets. Then we learnt how to sponge bath the patient if the patient is paralysed or semi-paralysed. Then we learnt how to take a patients temprature! Can imagine how interesting that was? We also learnt to take the patient's pulse! Wow, that was fun! Oh... I would've slept standing if I had closed my eyes.
Anyway, back to Sunday, that evening, because it was my mother's birthday, we went to this German Restaurant in Taman Tun. It was ladies' night so us three ladies got a Mojito which is a cocktail. I felt old after that. They were serving alcohol to a minor and the minor turned pink after that and her pulse rate was 93. I was told that drunk people don't take their pulse so that proves that I wasn't drunk. Hehe. Apparently, I was very hot after that. ;) Well, I ate Hunter's Schnitzel which was nice but I was TOO full after that. The cocktail was very nice. And there was a mocktail called 'virgin mary' and my sister asked what a mocktail was so I told her it was like a cocktail without the alcohol and then she asked "is virgin mary an alcoholic?' Lol. No, the Mother of Christ was NOT an alcoholic. Lol. The way she structures her sentence.. honestly... Anyway, I have to go now. Bye bye.
Me blogged @ | 7:45 pm
Ok. My mood is a little better than the last post but I still don't really want to blog about my camp because something else is on my mind. We had marching practice AGAIN today. Sir was there and I have to say that he is a wonderful teacher. He's dedicated. And though he punishes and tortures us ALOT he also teaches really well. I'm glad he's training us. I'm learning the ways he teach so I can use it next year. But that's not what is completly taking up the space on my mind. After practice, we had a short bod meeting and then we went for lunch in Pizza Hut. Had seafood somthing because it's a friday and then we went to secret recipe where I spent fifty sens on a mineral water. =/ Then XW's mum fetched me to the library and W met me there. I was suppsosed to do my CPR notes but W was disturbing me A LOT. He took my phone and read all my messages and I was trying to get it away from him, he tried to take my file but I refused to give it to him and he 'molested' me. Or at least I said "Don't meraba-raba" Lol. Because I hugged the file and I was sitting down. We were fighting like little kids there. We were so lame and I enjoyed that. I njoyed being in his company. This is dangerous because he's just a friend. He switched off my phone and tried to ask me what my PIn was but I didn't tell him and he went "We're friends right?" and blah blah. He blackmailed me a lot. When we were in Secret Recipe, I was having doubts as to whether or not I could trust him because in PH, YT asked for his number and I said it out loud like really fast and YK gave me this really weird stare and then in SR we pretended not to know him because he spat into the plate after choking on water. So I said to PS 'Why are you talking to strangers' and then W retorted "Strangers? Who is the one who mesaged me right after camp and..." And I got scared that he moght have told someone about what I told him the other day on the very long phone call. Anyway, in the library, things were different. I wasn't so suspicious of him anymore, I felt I could trust himand though he blackmailed me, I felt that he wouldn't really tell anyone. Well, in the library we talked quite a bit about nonsense. I don't want to write about what we talked about because it's private and I really don't want ot across the internet but it was great. I felt really happy in his company. I don't know why, I had this really great feeling after he had left. He stayed there with me until my sis came to pick me up and we were just kdding around. Playing a fool. Acting like little kids and a few times, I felt as if other people would probably look at us and think that we're coupled. In my memory when I think back about him, I usually feel that we have TOO much in common to be coupled but yet in the library today, I felt different. I know it will never happen because of that senior-junior thing but I don't know, I just felt like it would be raelly great. Oh, Please tell me I'm not falling in love all over again. With Smile, I felt like I could marry him and I get tingly all over when I see his photo but with W, I feel comfortable in his company. I feel comfortable touching him, like his hand or whatever and I don't usually feel like that with guys. Take Jian for example, I don't exactly feel comfortable holding his hand but with W today, I was hitting him a lot and we were practically screaming in the library, he took my phone and I was trying to fight it back and you can imagine how close we got to each other but I didn't mind. I'm not sure if this difference in the way I feel for him means that I really love him as a friend or does it mean something more? We all know I'm not supposed to have anything 'more' but with W, it was different. Special but I'm not sure what it means. I held his hand and I didn't get that tingly sensation that I get when I see Smile's pic. Oh, and though I believe that it is what inside that matters, W's hair today was so cute. Anyway, I'm not sure if anybody will actually read this post because it was rather mo liu and should actually be inside my diary rather than my blog but I'm glad I said it out. Summary of this post: I'm so confused! W is a friend but I'm not sure if he's something more.
Anyway, if you want details to what actually happened today, call me.
Apart from today, tomorrow, I have duty. Sigh. I don't want to go, it's my mother's birthday, her 23rd birthday, lol. Wish me luck. After the duty, I'm off to see Santarina. =) Happy birthday mum, eventhough you won't read this and Merry Christmas to all of you out there. And also if I don't blog in time, Happy New Year!
Me blogged @ | 4:43 pm
I know I should be blogging about my camp and this morning because alot has happened since the last time I blogged. Honestly, I don't have the slightest mood to blog or to write anything so I think I will keep my stories for another time. I'm sorry Yun. I know I told you that I will blog about it but I'm really not in the mood. Maybe I'm tired, maybe I'm PMS-ing right now but frankly, I am feeling rather depressed. W is busy so I can't talk, my mother is working but it's not as if I'll talk about anything with her. So I'm all alone in this world, out for myself. I love you, I hope you know that. All of you.
Me blogged @ | 6:31 pm
My eyes can barely open. I had three hours of sleep last night, slept at five thirty. I didn't want to sleep actually but after four hours of writing (Only) I developed writer's block. I still can remember last year when I started writing, I could write and write as much as I wanted, whenever I wanted and I could do it realy fast even by hand and now, I take a few hours just to write one or two pages. I amit that I do still have my 'good days' where I can write pretty much but it never is fast. The most recent time I could write a lot, it made my third chapter too long and I don't know how to edit it. It's about two times longer than my other chapters. Never mind that.
There was something I wanted to blog about but I can't remember now... Oh well, nevermind then. W is asking for my blog again and this time it's my fault. I said to him yesterday 'you should read my post today, oh I forgot, you don't have my blog' just for fun and he blackmailed me. He asked me to tell and I said no then he asked how many other people know and I told him a lot. So I named for him Yun, Jote, dS, Yun's sis and a few others and he said that next time when I need help he won't help me. That's so unfair, he blackmailed me! But I think that he won't hang up on me if I call him and tell him I want to kill myself. A part of me wants to give him my blog but if I do then the posts that go 'I love him so much' blah blah have to stop. In fact, I won't be able to post anything about him and I don't want to do that because he is very much a part of my life. Like I said, I love him as a friend. I don't know why but I compare telling him my blog to telling my parents my blog. I don't treat him like a parent of course but it's just plain weird. Sigh, well, whatever.
Sometimes it is best to just sit back and let life take you where it goes.
Me blogged @ | 9:39 am
Ok. Update on what happened last Sunday. Started with waking up early in themorning, sigh. I went for a talk in... erm, can't remember. Some hotel in KL. (About my last post, it is
MPS not MPA sorry.) It was a talk with something to do with generic drugs. By Zarina Someone. Hmm, half the people there looked as if they were sleeping. There was a guy sitting somewhat in front of me who looked like Hitler from the back. There were plates of sweets on every table and someone stole my water. I also didn't get my coffee. Sigh. My mother tried to pass me off as her marketing assistant but to no avail, she was told that I had her face stamped on my head. After the talk that I attended, we left. After that talk was a talk about erectile dysfunction. Would have liked to stay and watch the graphics but I had to go to church. =P With my myopic eyes and glasses that don't fit my eyesight anymore, the speaker, a urologist, looked kind of cute. His name started with L, can't remember what though but it wasn't someother urologist which I've already set my heart upon. =P I saw a merc slk on the road that day. I also saw a super chun merc in the basement parking of the hotel. I don't know what it was though, I couldn't see, I was too busy drooling. I also saw Auto Bavaria outside some shopping mall or something. It was like paradise I tell you. Hahah. I only got to see it from the car though. There was a BMW 3 series, five series, something I can't remember and my beloved 6 series coupe!! AAHHH!!! That night, I went to the MAKNA Tenth anniversary dinner. I got a purple nose, hehe. It was in KL Tower. There were speeches by the KL Tower somebody then the President and founder of MAKNA and then by a cancer survivor. After that, they launched their website and cocktail dinner followed. I ate one tiny little cream puff. That was all. Sigh. We then went up the tower but I didn't really enjoy it because I was too busy being annoyed by my dad. My feet were aching throughout because I was wearing my sisters four inched high shoes. Then there were parajumpers or whatever you call them. Fireworks, lighting of orchid shaped candles (They probably couldn't fine periwinkle, which is their logo and the flower of hope and it was also periwinkle day) on the cascading pool which had already been turned off and was no longer cascading. Then there was lighting of the torch of hope I think and Ning Baizura performed two songs and then another singer and then we left so I don't know what happened after that. There was supposed to be porsche cars, vintage cars and harley davidson bikes but I didn't get to see them either because it was raining ot because I was late. Well, that was my Sunday last week. I was supposed to go to Tesco Puchong and listen to some talk on GI Health (Honestly, would have preferred the ED talk. =P) that I probably heard a dozen times before. It was by Vitagen and the talk was probably by some doctor but I didn't go because we had to fetch my grandmother to church, lunch and stuff. I met the kind people who helped her when her car broke down. Seem like nice people, may the Lord shower His blessings upon them. I thank them a lot. I also cut my hair on that Sunday. I wanted to layer it but the self-proclaimed hair stylist said it would curl outwards if I did. I went to the twelve dollar cut in Ikano. I will never go thre again. NEVER! She cut my waist length hair straight across because she said there was nothing much I could do with it. HELLO?! My hair reached my waist before you attacked it! There was a whole world of things a proper stylist could have done. Sigh, anyway, I look like cleopatra but with longer hair. It reaches somewhere below my shoulders. On the bright side, it's almost the same as 'the urologist whom I have my eyes on's wife. Haha. Without the front fringe. It's also something like Pn. M's hair but longer without the singed look.
I know my post isn't exactly in proper order today but please excuse me ok?
P.S. I do not really have my eyes on a married man ok? I'm just kidding, I actually have my eyes on his son. ;)
Me blogged @ | 7:54 pm
