Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Mountain lion hair


I don't like my hair now.
I don't. I don't. I
don't.
I looked like a freaking mountain lion today.
AHHH.

And by the way, NO, I did NOT perm my hair. This is how it naturally is.
It's just that I blow it straight on other days so it doesn't look so...puffy.

My hair is confused.
It still (after 19 years) hasn't decided whether it wants to be curly, or wavy, or straight.
And so, it's become a bit of all 3.



*headdesk*



I didn't realise my baju was so glittery today.
Cos I kind of pulled it on last minute, and it was the top half of a punjabi suit and I was already wearing black pants and I was running late for class so I didn't want to change out of the pants into the punjabi suit one cos I would be even more late...so yeah. :D
It was only until I went to toilet in uni and looked at myself in the mirror,
that I was like.
:o
"Wooooooo I'm shiny"



Then uh.
We went karaoke today.
For 4 hours.
Waaa. Sing Linkin Park songs damn syok man.
:D:D
I shall not elaborate on this cos I'm pretty sure y'all know what people do when they go karaoke la right.
Sing, eat, drink, sing.
:D

I no more voice ady now.

...No. Still got voice.
But very serak.
SEXXAY.
:D


I damn free man.
:D



OMG I JUST REALISED MOUNTAIN LIONS DONT HAVE MANES.
AHAHAHAH.
Ok
fine I looked like a regular lion today.
:p




OMG A MOUNTAIN LION IS A
COUGAR.
Holy shit.
My general knowledge memang zero wei.
O_O



~vid~


p.s. Isn't mountain lion nice to pronounce? :D

Sunday, 21 March 2010

Haircut


I cut my hair today.


ITS A WHOLE TWO INCHES SHORTER.
...
Not that that's very obvious. But yeah.

I nearly cried at the hairdressers when they were snipping my hair off.
(for the record, I
always nearly cry at the hairdressers when they snip my hair off -__-)

And then right, normally they use scissors to cut hair right?
So today the lady was like :
"Last time I cut hair for you ah...I cut with scissors or blade ah?"
Me : O_O. Scissors.
Lady : Oh. So today you wan me cut for you with scissors or blade ah?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
WHY SHE ASK ME WHETHER WAN CUT HAIR WITH BLADE ANOT.
OF COURSE I WILL SAY NO LA RIGHTTTTTT.


I said yes btw.
The effect turned out pretty good.
My hair ends are not straight at all, but since my hair is layered it does NOT look uneven.
Which is like the most important thing la kan.
Uneven hair is ugly.
I generally feel the urge to get a
huge pair of scissors and snip of uneven bits of hair when I see it on other people.



Gah.




I still haven't started PBL.
I
soooooooooooooo rock. :)

I am going to die tmr.

AAAAAAAAAAH.
Ok byebye I go do PBL now. FOR REAL. :D


~vid~

Yet another random post.

Hi.
I'm supposed to do PBL now.

I've been supposed to do PBL since Monday.
But I haven't.
And my PBL is tomorrow.
And I don't want to go.
But I'm the group leader for the next trigger, so I have to turn up.

And I haven't even started this week's PBL.


For some reason this makes me very happy.
:D



They really really should have emoticons for blogger. :D


Okeh.
I shall go start on PBL now.



I WANT TO CUT MY HAIR. :D


Probably will in the afternoon.
*hums to self*



~vid~


Falling in love at first sight


Suh Ming says:
lol
nvm
don't take offense
but you're indian
you're supposed to fall in love at the first sight




HAHAHAHAHA.
I laughed out loud at this. :D:D:D

If you didn't laugh at this, you don't know me well enough. :p



~vid~

Saturday, 20 March 2010

The Wooden Spoon


Today my mother threw away a very old wooden spoon that we own.


It was cracked.
It had to be thrown.



But this was not just any wooden spoon.



This was the wooden spoon my mother used to use...
...when she used to whack me for being naughty when I was small.

LOL!

True story.



I
swear the wooden spoon is bent from all the whackings I used to receive.
My mother swears the wooden spoon was already bent when she bought it.
. . .
Anyone who knows my mother knows there is no way she would buy anything that was bent.

-_-


I used to have this phobia of the spoon man.
Everytime I heard my mum opening the kitchen drawer I used to run like mad and hide.



9/10 times she would be looking for the spoon to whack me with.
O_O


She was NOT a bad mother.
I was just the devil-child.
muahaha.
Hey, I turned out pretty decent in the end, right?
Like Russell Peters said, you should beat your children :D


But yeah, my irrational fear of the kitchen drawer only faded after I was 15 I think.
LOLOLOL.



And
now the spoon is no more.
:(
I would like to request a moment of silence.






*one moment later*


On a completely unrelated note,
today I dreamt of lizards...and violent polar bears....and fish.



~vid~

Running out of titles



Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.

– ~ Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Win








:D
There's always two ways to look at things.



I had fun in CSU yesterday. :D
I love Dr Lim!
I seriously think she's one of the best CSU lecturers ever :D
Cos she doesn't yell at you for not understanding something, and she actually bothers to teach and she makes sure everyone gets a shot and doing something.
I'm actually learning stuff in Sem5 CSUs man.
Something that never happened in the past two years.

Except for that catheterisation with Dr Shereen and the breast exam with Dr Sasi.

The best lecturers are the ones who are patient enough to understand that we cannot know what to do just by reading and watching videos,
and actually bother to talk us step by step through everything.

I mean, if we could do everything by ourselves, why go for the class, right?


I digress.



Life is a bit of a rollercoaster atm.
Ups and downs..and it alternates so fast that sometimes I can't decide if I'm happy or sad.

Happy is always the better option right?


:D


~vid~

:(

I miss me.

Does that make sense to you?
Cos it does to me.

I miss ME.

:(

~vid~

Wednesday, 17 March 2010

Of Piggys and Dancing in the Rain


So there's this guy...



LOL.
Chill.
I'm not going to launch into some love story.

There's just someone in IMU I find insanely familiar, but I can't quite place where I've seen him/someone like him before.
Don't you hate it when that happens??
It's damn frustrating wei!
It's like one of those things that make you lose sleep man.

Not that I'm actually losing any sleep at all la.
I sleep like a pig nowadays.



I think pigs are too stereotyped.
Poor pigs.
:(


My nose is hurting again.
@#$(@#(*&$#$)(*@&.



I want to stand in the rain.
AND.
THE BEST PART IS.
Now I can actually afford to dance in the rain without worrying about getting my specs fogged up.
BECAUSE.
I don't wear specs anymoreeeee. I mean I do, but at home la.
:D:D:D







I just woke up.
Very incoherent now.

:p


~vid~

Tuesday, 16 March 2010

Random Update No. 239983



HELLO!
:D

I have something to say.
I officially hate this blog now.
...this one. as in 3BlindMice.

:O


ITS VERY EMO.
I TAK SUKA.

Padahal I'm the one writing all the emo posts.
-__-

I make so much sense sometimes I astound myself.
:o




I have changed, over the course of the last 2? years.

I AM MORE EMO.
:(





Emo is like my new fav word btw. (you know, in case you haven't noticed yet)
My vocabulary has become very limited. It now consists of :
1. mo liu (meaning : too free. ...in some chinese dialect)
2. sakai
3. gay = cissified/lame.
4. emo

...yeah. That's about it.

WHICH IS SAD. I GREW UP IN AN ENGLISH-SPEAKING BACKGROUND AND MY CURRENT VOCABULARY HAS ONLY ONE proper ENGLISH WORD IN IT.






And my brain freezes up on me alot nowadays.
I can't for the life of me make conversation with people.

I feel like a wallflower.
A WALLFLOWER.
2 years ago I wouldn't even have considered the possibility of being a wallflower.


I have also mastered the art of having a blank look on my face ALL the time.
You know how last time we used to get scolded for making faces??
"Don't make faces! One day your face get stuck liddat then you know!"
err.
well.
I started out faking blank looks to annoy the hell out of my brother...and now the look is permanently etched on my face.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH.
THE CURSE...is happening.




I still sound very serious-ish in this post.
As in not funny la.
I miss being funny.
...I sound like an ex-clown now.




I have no idea why I'm typing such a long post WHEN YOU PEOPLE READ BUT DON'T BOTHER TO COMMENT.
*cries*
I tak sayang any of you anymore!
*cries summore*




Okeh.
Buh-bye.
:o

:D


~vid~

Monday, 15 March 2010

Dancing Dreams





I keep dreaming of people dancing.

As in people literally get up and start singing and dancing in my dream.
O_O




Either I'm evolving towards becoming a hindi-movie heroine-ish character...
(I mean in hindi movies whenever the heroine starts dreaming sure the dream will be about her and the hero dancing and singing right?)

...or I'm going mad.



Technically, though, I cant
go mad.
I already am.
:D


P.S. One of aforesaid dreams involved people getting up and dancing during a JPJ lecture wtf.




~vid~