Free From Pinches!! Momentarily

Hah!!

I am free!!! From the bundles of the moot which has been pinching my ass lately.

And yes, for almost 2 years, I have been free from pinches courtesy of my sister.

But that freedom will be robbed soon.

Because I'll be meeting her soon.

Ah, the bliss of it.

We're gonna have kick-ass time together, hanging out and being mad girls catching after concerts and premieres and plays.

And if, in the event that we are broke, we shall visit churches for free entertainment to listen to their evensong. Sis was crazy about the evensong in Westminster.

[And probably volunteer to be ushers to get free shows] - We're poor students you see. Our parents won't be there by that time.

But I think having them there for 1 1/2 months with us is quite enough.

It is time for a little scandal and fun by working and running around without luxury.

I'm weird. I find fun and amusement in being a normal person without any luxury. You can say that I am uncontented and unappreciative of comfort, but I would like to look at it as trying to strike a balance.

Nope, I don't intend to have my arse pinched in a club.

I might go just to look around but not gonna succumb to pinching in any way.

I don't get it, why can't they just keep their hands to themselves and not grope girls who just wanna have fun for once??

Do we girls have to go to the extent of manufacturing ass-shields made out of stainless steel just to have fun??

Oh, to look at the bright side, we'll have uber firm arses!!!

That is if the steel doesn't droop down [due to its weight] and make us look like we have sagging arses.

Alright, enough of madness.

I need to pinch myself to wake up.

I live in a dazed fantasical world where there are no examinations.

But the truth is, there ARE examinations!!!

And coming real soon too!!!

Ah, no matter how much I rant and grumble about examinations, fighting and rioting for the rights of abolishing examinations, I will still have to go through it first.

Who knows?? I'll probably be the lady version of Lord William Wilberforce (the 1st) to abolish examinations in the world today. [He abolished slavery in England]

Hey, examination is a conventional form of slavery - to books.

Break these shackles [with a jumbo size sledge-hammer], set me free.

The coolest quote I've heard [more like read] of:

"Women hate wars. The only blood that they spill is period"

~Nisha Minhas~ chic lit author [whose books are really vulgar but hysterically funny and cool]

Daresth Ye Purge

We had a meeting for moot in Starbucks today to brief Mark on our arguments.

After all was said, we started speculating.

What if, just what if, one of us falls sick??

If Nicholas gets food poisoning??

This is what happened [roughly]:

Nicholas: So what if I suddenly start purging??

Mark: Oh, don't, please, don't. I'll buy you diapers.

Nicholas: Wear diapers??

Debble: Imagine if suddenly, in the middle of his speech...

Nicholas: [Acts] My Lords, My Lady..... [silence] [face contorts]

Mark: Debble will be the first one to pinch her nose.

Nicholas: No, the whole DR2 will. And probably we will have the technician spray air-freshener every now and then.

Gosh, what a moot it will be.

The Rock in Your Head

Imagine the skin of a cow

Stretch it.

And with that skin surrounding an enclosed area, have rock music playing in it.

No, not rock 'n' roll.

I'm talking about Heavy Metal.

In fact, make it Pantera.

Yes, all the banging and thumping against the skin of the cow.

As the music rises, the temperature shoots up.

Stretching the limit of the skin even further.

That was what my head felt like.

I was having the worst headache of my life, with very high fever and gastric for the whole day.

It was no joke.

And I still had to think for the moot.

Which made the thumping in my head worst.

I'm so glad I don't have to pass up the bundles today.

I would like to say "Thank you" to those around me who were so understanding.

Break Free, SOAR!

This is the time
For conventionalism
To be broken
For captived thoughts
To break free
For the flutters in the heart
To be sung out LOUD

Why walk in the shadow
Of someone else?
So what if the person is good?
Why confine yourself to that person?
Why hide from yourself?

Break free,
SOAR!
Break loose
From the struggling flutter
Of an insecure fowl
Soar!
With confidence and preciseness
Of a determined eagle

And at the end of the day
Walk the line
Not the shadow

You'll be surprised
That you have more capabilities
Than you can ever
Imagine
Where Imagination
Is stretched
As far as the horizon.

Walk the line.
Break free.
SOAR.

The Near-Murder of The Non-existent Brother

I dreamt that I killed the baby brother that I never had.

His name was Peter.

I called him Pete and kissed him adoringly quite frequently.

He was really really cute.

He looks exactly like me and he smiles and laughs a lot.

He was about 8 months old.

I left him in the car and went to college.

Yet besides my negligence, he smiled when I got back to the car.

He was hungry.

I went all over the place to look for food for him.

No, there wasn't any foodstall opened in the mall and I was walking and running on soggy ground.

He slowly turned pale and his eyes became puffy.

My mom said that I am reading too many storybooks/crime thriller books/watching too much of tv.

But some part of me tells me that there is more to the dream.

Perhaps, the baby brother was the other half of me which completes me.

The part of me which I was supposed to nurture and to feed with food, love and attention.

That part of me was waiting patiently for me and ever forgiving towards me, waiting for me to turn around and come back.

I neglected it for far too long and it is fading away.

Is it my faith or my soul??

Or the character in me which I failed to weave into the tapestry of my personality??

What "Little" Pleasures

What little pleasures of life
Which fades like a badly dyed red cloth immersed in water.

I drank Heineken yesterday.

And now I know why they say that Carlsberg sucks.

Heineken sends you to the seventh heaven.

It was glorious!!!

Love the after-taste of it!

And I woke up really groggy this morning.

And I was spacing-out when Nicholas and Mrs Ong were talking.

I'm sorry. I was seriously groggy.

But I promise to work hard. Tomorrow.

Because I really need to catch up with my sleep now from this series of nightmares that I get lately.

I'm supposed to sleep really well after that pint of beer.

But I get nightmares instead.

Ah, pleasures of life

Which only lasts at the moment you have a taste of it.

And after that, a foul-taste is left in your mouth.

~Women love deeply, men love silently. That's where the conflict arises.~

Benefits of Long-Sightedness

The results slip reached my letterbox today.

Being the dutiful daughter, I passed it to my mom and she asked me to open it.

When I opened it, my face went numb.

I forgot about the whole number of absent days being printed there too.

My mind went blank.

And my mom went to get her reading glasses.

I just love faded prints.

My mom saw the 3 for a 0.

And she proudly said: "You weren't absent even for once. Good!!"

*BIG GRIN*

No, I didn't tell a lie or anything. I just did not answer

=D

Bearer of Grave News

In the world today, there are:
1. Cup bearers [I think they still exist]
2. Grave diggers
3. Funeral service conductor
4. Coffin bearer

I, on the other hand, is the bearer of grave news.

Alright people.

Please notify your pals that we are only restarting college on Tuesday which is 22 April 2008.

[Yes, we're going back to college] >.<"

Not enough rest?? I think so too.

Or maybe you're too restless??

I need longer holidays although I practically do nothing at home but rot or do some mooting stuff.

And so, it appears that we all generally did badly for our trials.

Met our dear lecturers during the hols [Yes, I'm a geek to be in college] and:

1. Like I said previously, most people did badly for Law.

2. Mrs Grace said that Economics was generally badly done as well. The highest is a B from PL3.

3. Our Chaucer is generally bad too.

[I'm sorry, but I do not have any other news from other lecturers.]

Sigh. I really have to work really hard now.

Even if it means I will get beautiful panda eyes which makes me look like I have swollen eyes and face.

The Injured "It"

It stared ahead
Eyes bleary
Mind empty
Core bleeding.

They stab
Frustrate, and injure
They steal
Joy, Love and Happiness.

Depression, like a menacing fiend
Sipped in
Melancholy hovered above like a thuderous cloud
They stayed put
They refused to budge
They added weight to
The weightless it.

It refused to move
It refused to float.

It was so bashed up
By words and expectations.

It is not an object.
It is your soul.

Pathetic "Heroine"

I thought that I can be the wonderful little daughter to not spend money to buy another Microsoft Office programme when there's already one but currently residing in London.

I thought I can be a heroine to be able to survive with WordPad.

No, I'm suffering miserably.

Can anyone be so kind as to lend me the Microsoft Office 2007 programme??

I'm kinda desperate here.

Totally can't survive with WordPad. That programme is so irritating.

I will only tolerate it when I absolutely have to. But not for too long.

Turned out that actually, my laptop was perfectly fine.

It was the wifi with virus which hence, caused my laptop to shut down again and again like that "fateful" saturday in SS15 when Cindy started blaming me for transferring virus to her laptop.

Aiks. And I reformatted the entire laptop. >.<

I knew I will have to endure with the cranky old setting but I just couldn't.

It was either suffer without Microsoft Office or suffer with lagging laptop.

And I chose the former.

To look at the bright side, I get spanking new settings with awesome programmes now.

I'm such a computer freak.

Guilty

I am guilty of.

Buying another storybook.

The Waitress.

Nanny was an awesome book. Can't stop laughing.

On the other hand, I am broke.

So much for wanting to save up money.

Looking at my collection of DVDs, if... IF only I didn't buy them, I will probably have RM1500 in cold cash now.

Which means I can either buy a new spanking phone or a touchpad now.

>.<"

My guilty pleasures are seriously disturbing

p/s: I have another problem. Where am I gonna chuck all of my DVDs?? My mom thinks that they are all borrowed.

I can't possibly throw them all away like what my sis does. I am not her and yes, the DVDs mean a lot to me.

Can I resell them perhaps??

Happy and Not Happy

It's alive!!!!!

My laptop is now alive and even better!!!

It kicks ass now!

Reformatted the programme and it is now fine.

Tee hee.

You know what's worrying??

I can sit in front of the computer all day without moving just to repair it.

I can watch tv all day too!!

I can listen to my mom crap all day.

I can do anything all day... except STUDYING.

Damnations.

You know what's the ultimate sodding pisser??

PLANETSHAKERS WAS RIGHT THERE IN MY OWN CHURCH AND I DID NOT SODDING KNOW IT!!!

BLARGH!!!

It was the launch of this Alpha programme for the whole of Malaysia and it was done in my very own church. [I'm proud =D]

It was on Saturday at 7.00 pm and I only found out about it on Sunday 12 pm when the Director of the Programme [from UK and looks like Tony Blair] spoke during the adults service.

Why am I such a sodding dork to be attending the adult service and not my own college service??

Simple. No transport. No permission.

Why didn't JoSaw tell me??

Urgh!!!

Nevermind. It was packed with over 3000 people. I would be sardin had I been there and probably smelling everyone's BO while jumping.

Why do I resolute to acceptance so soon??

I do not know how more paradoxical I can get.

Stupid Ram

Ok, I'm not talking about ram the animal, ram.

I'm talking about effing computer RAMs.

Bloody laptop ram, it just has to crash and give way the moment I am geared on to study.

How am I gonna do my moot now??

This is so sodding pissy.

My laptop just won't start properly.

Effing RAM.

It's the same bloody SAMSUNG Ram with my dinosaur desktop computer and this bloody ram has stopped production.

And I can't find a way to change the RAM!!! I found a way to take off the keyboard... but not the RAM.

I can't go through the backway because I don't have the effing appropo screwdriver.

Argh. I am so so so pissed off.

Frying Brains

In this world, there has been a history of

1. Cannibalism
2. People having the urge to copulate with animals
3. Pregnant Transsexuals
4. The ugliest of brides [Elton John]
5. Weirdest and creepiest beings [Alaistair and Marilyn Manson]

What about the history of human beings frying brains??

I am serious.

Studying sometimes is like the act of frying your own brains.

Sometimes, it feels like your brains are being fried literally.

We study so hard and yet, the world expects more of us.

And I wonder. What's so fun about frying brains??

How much of brains can you fry??

Students are forced to study because without a Degree, they cannot get a decent job. Without a decent job, they can't get a decent pay. Without moolahs and kahchings, one cannot live properly.

If everyone in the society don't have moolahs and kahchings, it will become a dysfunctional social system.

And hence, education is emphasised on and most students take studying as a chore rather than having an interest to learn something. With force, gone are the feelings of being ecstatic for grasping something, knowing something.

And when the examination period nears, they are forced to memorise even more for the sake of passing a sodding academic examination.

And the pitiful students memorise so much that they get so nauseated and pissed-off with studying, enthusiasm of the subject to enable them to argue passionately gets flushed down the despicable public toilet. They end up regurgitating.

Regurgitation is a sign of lack of enthusiasm in a student.

Students are forced to retain the information. Since they have no passion for it, there is no crime with vomitting everything out since there is no passion enough to retain it.

Has the world distorted the meaning of education??

Is education the only answer to a successful person in life??

It is all so academical that sometimes, I suspect that some people just forget how to live.

This world seriously need to have some quiet time to sit down and reflect on what the world has become today.

Are we pushing ourselves to the limits and punishing ourselves in the process??

Is it healthy to emphasise so much on education?

Will books teach you how to be street-smart??

A successful businessman does not have to hold a Ph.D in Business to be successful. He just have to be smart in business intuitions to be able to survive in the World of Business.

So what is all the buzz about getting a Degree?? What's the point of having a degree but not being able to really live in the real world out there??

What's the point of having highly academical people who are empty inside?? Dreading their job and their very lives??

The generation should have a right to choose what they want to study. Not for a sodding decent job, but for the sake of passion.

Oh, right, I forgot. Without a proper Degree, no flipping employer is going to hire you.

p/s: the reason for this bellowing is caused by the fact that a lot of people failed Law.

Those who did Question 3 for Contract and Tort generally did badly.

Most of the people failed due to regurgitation.

Sam's work is said to have deteriorated.

Dom's essay shows that there is an understanding and an attempt to argue but lacks substance due to lack of cases and blah-dee-dahhs to back it up.

What is wrong with the world??

Why can't the world exist without examinations??

Why can't we be allowed to learn at our pace, learn anything we want and be contented without the pressure of examinations??

Say, TAK NAK to examinations.

In-Between Dilemma

So the title tells it all.

I am in a dilemma.

Yes, I'm in for another whole drama of moot again.

Yes, I am scandalous. Yes, I look for trouble sometimes on my own accord.

I am trying very hard to relax for 4 days.

I even bought a new book called The Nanny by Melissa Nathan.

The book is extremely funny.

Queen Camilla is too!! That book has a very wicked sense of humour.

The Government encouraged euthanasia and pensioners to commit suicide by the slogan "Make Way For The Young" so that they can save on the pension schemes and the cost of upkeeping sick people on life-support machine.

But somehow, at the back of my brains, there's the hardworking Debble who has been shelved to the back nagging.

Study. Study. Study.

Finals are coming. Think NUS.

But still, I wanna have fun, and at the same time, I wanna do some work!!

When I start reading Nanny, I feel like doing some work. When I do my work, I feel like reading Nanny.

Urgh.

Holidays are tedious sometimes when you don't really have an aim, nothing planned out, nothing to do unless you find something for yourself.

Doing nothing is just most tiresome.

The cow in UK is enjoying life although she is super stressed-out. Going to Chinatown, court visit, witnessing the rally on the Olympics in China. While I am stuck with two wrinklies at home today who are always arguing over me.

Dad tries to cut down my meals by cutting down my carbs entirely whereas Mom tries to cut down my meals and still want me to have enough food for trying times.

Which basically mean they are both not helping at all. I get very sleepy if I don't have enough carbs and having enough nutrition just makes me put on weight.

I have added on a bit of weight. Frustratingly.

And there's the dilemma of weight and the pressure to lose weight before I go to UK so that I can fit in more clothes.

How I wish I live in a storybook where life is full of drama, fun, satirical and sometimes embarassing jokes but anytime better off than real life.

I wish for a lot of crazy stuff.

Which increases my dilemmas.

Ahh, whatever. Back to Nanny.

Relief and Realisation

I am so totally relieved now that trials are over.

A quick little update of the trial week:

1. I found the hardworking Debble. For like 9 hours on Wednesday. And that was it.

2. I thought Literature was quite alright. I'm glad I had enough time and finished on time.

3. Contract was not bad.

4. I ended up watching Korean drama on Friday and Saturday with my mom hogging the laptop 24-7

5. Oooh, I watch BBC's Sense and Sensibility too. Edward Farris is just totally hawt. Love his eyes!!! You can get the videos on Youtube

6. I was told that by this Korean girl who sits beside me every week in church that I look like her cousin. o.O??

7. Studying Economics is totally irritating. I can hardly concentrate. I should have followed me own heart and take Mathematics over Economics.

8. I do not want to comment on my Economics papers. I think I completely threw my objective paper away.

9. I found the hardworking Debble again for about 5 hours again but this time the hardworking Debble was distracted and frustrated.

10. Today's Tort Law was not bad.

Whatever which is done is done.

Hmm... people are beginning to lock their blogs.

And I realised something.

I now understand why things happen the way it is. I don't blame someone for hating someone else's nonsensical arguments.

I will be pissed off too.

But the probelm is that I don't realise that I do it myself too.

So it's a momentary short-circuit of the brains when my logical senses just jets out of the window and disillusionment sets in.

I will be pissed. But at least I will be civilised and forgive if the person changes eventually.

I do not give a shit about what people think about me anymore.

What is important is that I know who I am and I know my principles and where I am heading to.

Today's shopping in Mid Valley with Sammie was really fun.

Saw lotsa cool tops!!!

And I want that ZARA top!!!!!!

Dammit why must there be a (man-made, unnatural) hole in the top?? [it is not part of the top design] Now I have to find a way to buy it somewhere else. Sheesh. SO irritating!!!

Madame Kwan is glorious as usual. We were both so bloated after lunch.

Unfortunately, I do not get disgusted easily with mere expression of words.

Sammie looked really good in the dresses that she tried on.

And we were both shocked when there was a considerable reduction in the price of the dress that Sam bought. Hee!! =D

I am sorry, Mom/Mrs B but I think all your efforts to try to make me economise/be moderate isn't quite working/effective after all.

Padini Authentics clothes were so jang [currently] I wanted to topple over and faint.

I'm serious. Nature-motived sleeveless teamed up with undetachable bright purple puffy sleeves??

Not working for me.

Long sun-dress with coat and red sneakers?? Not working either.

I still prefer Dorothy Perkins over TopShop.

And I do not understand why the cow in UK do not like the UK Fashion. Is she suffering from the usual fashion-blindness or what??

I am totally looking forward to the end of A Levels so that I can fly away to UK fast!!

But at the same time, I don't wanna let go of the good times that I have in college.

If you are wandering, no, I do not cling on to the badtimes.

That's all for now. I'm so gonna finish watching my Korean drama.