Monday, March 30, 2009

once in a lifetime experience that i dont wanna experience ever again!

be warned that you might want to read this over a few days, but if u r in need of a good laugh, then laugh at my misfortune by all means. (this post is not organized at all cos i dont have d time to do it separately.. so i'm adding on everything to this one post)

updates first:
-2 days after touch down in Penang, i'm 2 tones darker already
-still havent gone out to eat!!
-i'm running on a tight schedule. can u believe it.. i havent even had d time to switch on d tv!!
-i only have 2 more sundays left! :(
-apparently i speak a wee bit like the Brits now...hehehhe!

back to the 27th of March:

If you ever wanna work in an airline business, pls learn wat is a 'window seat', 'aisle seat', emergency exit door seat', 'extra room space seat'. when someone asks you if its possible to get her a 'window seat', you do not give her the 'emergency door seat' and tell her that you've managed to pull some strings and do her a favour. i repeat... you DO NOT give her the 'emergency exit door seat' and tell her that you've done her a favour! my best bet is that, she wouldnt be too happy to find out what kind of a window seat that she has ended up with.

when the emirates staff at the check in counter managed to get me a window seat, i was so happy that she managed to do it in such short notice and especially when it was such a busy say with a full flight. when i reached my seat in d flight, i wanted run back to the check in counter in the airport and take back all my 'grateful thank you's. but d air hostest said she couldnt let me go out without me missing my flight. i decided to take care of the lady in the main terminal when i get back to glasgow on the 20th of April! she bloody gave me d emergency exit door seat and the window was miles away from me!!! i couldnt look out the window without having to unfasten my seat belt, and get out of my seat and walk a few steps to the front!! i was stuck staring at the air steward who was sitting at the emergency door exit, couldnt sleep for even 5 minutes cos ppl where walking up and down all the time, more ppl standing in front of me to relax and stretch in the ample space in front of me, and definitely no window, clouds, sun, moon, stars whatsoever for 9 hours!!!

the only tolerable thing among everything above was the air steward, cos he was cute and good looking, and had such a dashing smile and cute dimples... but even that became akward after some time cos he kept looking at me all the time. i didnt even wanna look up from lap or my comp screen... cos his staring was becoming too intimidating. he thought i was going to KL for the 1st time! i'm not a Sri Lankan for goodness sake!! y is it that i dont look like a Malaysian enough!

i asked if it would be possible to change my seat if there were any other seats vacant. and guess wat he did..he tried to convince me that my place was really convenient and comfortable. yea.. convenient for him of course... but not for me!

fine... i managed to survive 7 hours plus with all this nonsense (and with no sleep most important!) and was sort of getting excited of the india of roaming around Dubai airport and buying souveniers, and guess was the pilot announces. he said we wouldnt be able to land for more than an hour cos of weather and traffic congestion. there goes my site seeing and shopping in Dubai airport. an extra hour of cramped in that uncomfortable position in the so called comfortable seat!

fine, i managed that too. there's nothing else i could do. when we finally reached Dubai airport, i literaly had to run about looking for the transit flight gate ( PS: i was wearing pencil heels-knee length boots cos i was wanted to look all cool and British-ish when i landed in PG after 6 months of being away. so much for my effort in making an impression isnt it! ). i had to remove my boots during the customs check (this was d second time, d 1st time was in Glasgow airport... it was like partly undressing urself-going throught the scan machine-and then dressing up. y bother dressing up at home then?!! y cant they make machine that scans heels too!?) and then continued running some more. finally reached the next transit flight gate, queued up at the gate for boarding for ages, and found that this time i was seated next to a muslim couple, and my seat was along the aisle.

at least i would be able to look out d window, and i was hoping that i could catch up on some sleep and that the couple sitting next to me wouldnt get in and out of their seats too much. sigh.. no luck either. the kids behind me made sure i didnt close my eyes long enough to even think of the shortest possible thought i could think of, and their mother wasnt helping any more with her fake-messed up accent, the couple next to me were restless and had to move about for their prayer time. so, another 7 hours plus of sleepless, restless journey. by now, all hopes of looking fresh and good when i met my mum and friends were dead. at least i had another peaceful 50 minutes flight ride to look forward to... (that was d flight ride that never came!)

Emirates touched down at KLIA at 2.00pm, i was out of d flight by 2.05pm, was running like some mad woman in a running race for the Olympics gold medal to get to the immigration and my luggage and catch my next flight on time. cleared immigration, and reached luggage collection section by 2.15pm. waited for luggage till 3.15pm, ran to the check in counter at 3.25pm , and obviously missed my 3.40pm flight back to PG.

great ... just great!

ran down again to the MAS ticketing office to ask for a refund and another flight, was told to pay 3 times d amount of my current ticket for a new one, lost my cool and started fighting with the staff.left that place n went searching for maxis sim card. i dont believe the whole of KLIA doesnt have a maxis booth that sells sim cards! had to settle for Celcom which is costing me my left arm and left leg! all i did for about 3 hours after that was run up and down KLIA for banks that would exchange bank of Scotland pounds so that i could at least get a bus and go back home. but no luck. i dont get it. wat difference does it makes if the pounds was issued by bank of scotland or bank of england. i am going back from scotland, so naturally my money would be issued by the bank of scotland! wat about ppl who were travelling from Scotland, wont they be able to change their currency at the banks in KLIA at all?! thats total rubbish u know!!

so, i just gave up. i was totally stranded in the airport! not enough malaysian currency, couldnt exchange the pounds that i had, no food, no flight back to penang, bloody celcom sim card was charging me so much for the calls and texts, and loads of uncivilized indians staff in the airport who were literally stalking me and testing my patients! i waited in the airport for my uncle to come n pick me up n somehow get me back to Penang.

i didnt wanna take a bus cos i was too tired, but i had no other choice if i wanted to go back home d same day. so i agreed. d bus driver said the bus would leave at 8.15pm, but it didnt. then he said he'd leave at 8.30pm, he still didnt. he finally left at 9pm and said that he wont stop anywhere along the way and that he'd reach butterworth at 12am. but he stopped in Ipoh, he stopped in KL, and he even stopped in Juru! i finally reached home at 3am!

thats y it took me 13 hours to get to penang from Kl. today, everybody tells me that i could have left my luggage n caught my flight back to penang, and then call the airport and complain that my luggage was missing and get it sent to me to penang. i could have done that... but didnt know it was possible. not like i had much stuff in it anyways... sigh... all i care now is that i'm back, and i had such a terrible ordeal that i dont think i wanna come back anytime in d near future again. i think i'm quite good not travelling long distance for quite some time.

(i'm too sick n tired to talk about it in detail.. so this will have to do. its almost a week overdued anyways. hopefully normal blogging will resume soon, cos i've got loads to talk about... but i just dont get the time to sit online like i always do! i'm dying to sleep like i imagined my holidays to be and i want to catch up on my sitcoms n series! tomorrow i got to go and get my neck adjusted again... thanks to d stupid long flights n bus rides! n then i've got chores to complete and errands to run)

Friday, March 27, 2009

I'm leaving on a jet plane ( d John Denver style )

(This is a looonngggg over due-d post. i wrote this somewhere in Oct last year, and was gonna post it just before leaving.. but i did not have d time cos i was tied up with loads of things. since i was gonna write about going back home now, i remembered this old post, and thought i might as well just post it now. so this is a flashback, n then back to d future)

All my bags are packed
Im ready to go
Im standin here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin
Its early morn
The taxis waitin
Hes blowin his horn
Already Im so lonesome
I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youll wait for me
Hold me like youll never let me go
cause Im leavin on a jet plane
Dont know when Ill be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Theres so many times Ive let you down
So many times Ive played around
I tell you now, they dont mean a thing
Evry place I go, Ill think of you
Evry song I sing, Ill sing for you
When I come back, Ill bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youll wait for me
Hold me like youll never let me go
cause Im leavin on a jet plane
Dont know when Ill be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
Ill be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I wont have to leave alone
About the times, I wont have to say

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that youll wait for me
Hold me like youll never let me go
cause Im leavin on a jet plane
Dont know when Ill be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

But, Im leavin on a jet plane
Dont know when Ill be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Words and music by john denver

not that this song any significant meaning or a flashback in my life... i just thought d leaving on a jet plane part was suitable for me now (plus... its a nice song)

i'm leaving on d Emirates btw.. not a jet plane (but i wish it was a jet plane)

my bags are packed, laptop packed, jackets ready, shoes ready... i think i got everything that i need for the time being...

correction... little bit of everything that i need....

it's been so difficult to pack within the allowed baggage limit of 30kg. i hope they dont throw me out or make a fuss while checking in later...

i dont really know if i'm happy to be finally on my way or if i'm nervous n upset...

till yesterday, i was happy... i didnt bother thinking about the cultural shock i might have to face once i'm there, i didnt think about how to get to the university without knowing anyone or any place there, i didnt even think about my accommodation.. which i have absolutely no idea how its going to turn out to be!

but now, i'm feeling weird...

probably because i have to leave again. there's no point in saying that i'm gonna miss malaysia n want to stay here forever. of course i'm gonna miss my country to a certain extent, especially the food n some ppl. but the better half of my mind n heart knows that i came back from india in june, prepared to leave again. because i know this is what the Lord has for me and He's going to lead me through this no matter what may come my way. n given this country's current political situation, i bet even a very young child would want to leave.

i'm so nervous about flying for 15 hours. i cant even tolerate 3 n half hour flight for goodness sake! i get so restless within 2 hours.. how am i gonna survive 15 hours glued to a seat n unsteady weather conditions n wat on earth can i possible do in a flight for so many hours???

oh Lord, have mercy on me!

oh well, i might as well go n do something useful like stuffing myself with malaysian food which i will most definitely not be able to do when i reach there...

so long guys, my next post will from from the other side of the world!


back to d future!!

i'm all set to leave... i've got all my tickets ready, bags packed ( its lighter than expected.. probably cos most of the chocolate and walker crisps is in my stomach rather than in the suitcase)

some time last week, there was a guest lecturer who was one of the leading forensic scientist in the country. he was invited to give us a talk on how useful medical genetics and science is in forensic and criminal cases. d way he was explaining things was just like CSI (i'm sure u must have seen it. CSI New York was my favourite). while he was explaining things, he said the teeth and bones are the most important samples that they can use to find the DNA of the victim in a plane crash.

that piece of information was nagging me throughout the talk. i wasnt the only one who was thinking about it. another lecturer who was also there had the same thought in her mind. at the end of the talk, she asked him y they only use teeth and bones.

He said that was because.. when a plane crashes, its the head that hits first (be it hitting the seat in front, or the seat that they are sitting on). apparently the head is the most prominent part of the body that can be hurt easily when a planes crashes especially in a head on collision. so, when the police officers, crime scene investigators, doctors, ambulance etc. etc. reach the accident spot, all they find is the headless bodies strapped to the seats, and the heads out of sight.n most of the time bits and pieces of the body can be found lying around. that's y they use teeth and bones for investigation.

very important information about accidents and plane crashes.

nice.. very nice...

i had to learn about this just when i'm gonna have to travel.

i'd be thousands of feet above the ground by the time u read this. if i land in one piece, u'll hear from me in a few days time.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

one more day....

n that is all that matters to me now...

i'm not even going to try n talk about how idiotically stupid the biochemical genetics paper was today! no one believes me when i say that i hate chemistry with a vengeance and that chemistry hates me equally (or probably even more!). see wat happened today! chemistry n i r not meant to be together at all even if there's a bio or a genetics with it. y cant they understand that n leave me alone!

all i could think about while writing the exam today was how bad tomorrow's exam was going to get. cos it seems to be getting worse with each paper since tuesday. n honestly... i was thinking about home more often then anything else.

oh! i did something really silly during my exam today!! =P

there i was, stuck with a stupid paper that wanted me to calculate sensitivity and specificity and how effective certain screening programme would be and how some reactions work. somewhere between those calculations, i heard a tiny little stomach growling. and i was smirking away to myself cos yesterday my tummy was roaring as if i had a whole life lion in it!! i made it a point to have breakfast today so that i dont embarrass myself again today. when i heard that hungry tummy... i thought it must have been someone else who forgot to have breakfast today... within a few minutes, i heard it again.. n this time, it sounded more real... as if something had struck my hard, i stopped writing n tried to listen to where that hungry tummy cry was from.. cos it sounded awfully familiar.

no prizes for guessing.... it was my own darling tummy again this morning.. making its presence felt at an absolutely inappropriate time as usual! i almost bursted out laughing at myself.. but the look on my lecturer's face warned me against doing anything even more stupid! she must have sensed that something was wrong cos she had this intensive look on her face when i caught her eye. it must have been that silly grin on my face n d weird look that triggered her off! true enough.. she came up to me once we submitted our papers, and asked me if everything was alrite cos apparently i had a very 'worry-able' look on my face... must have been the intense-panic-sick-stupid-idiotic-smirky face that i had at that time! ahahahha!


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I dont get it

the paper wasnt all that tough. there could have been hundreds of other possible questions like carcinogens, CML, AML, probes, FISH, (no. .. there r no chickens and prawns in molecular and cytogenetics), QF-PCR, microsatellites, HD, CFTR, metabolisms, translocations, del/dup, imprinting, PGD, PND, triplet repeat disorders, DMD, FraX, microarrays, CGH, gene therapy, .. yadda yadda yadda..etc. etc. .. but no....there werent any. the questions were pretty simple. but i somehow have d nagging feeling that i didnt really do well in the two papers that i've just finished. i thought it was d right answer, until i heard someone else talking about it, n then i realized i'm gonna miss out on that part.. cos the final total marks depends on ppl like that.

i truely, madly, deeply dont relate to the kind of marking that is done here. i've never seen any university in any country that doesnt have a total number of maximum marks for an exam paper! (till i came here that is). the maximum mark depends on the smartest person in the class. how am i supposed to compete with doctors and researchers. they'll obviously know much more than i can think of. in d end, my paper will look like its some joke compared to theirs!

i just remembered that a month ago i was gonna put up a count down chart on my page... count down for my exams... my exams are gonna get over d day after... there's no point in putting up a count down timer now is there...?

instead.. i'll just put up a shout out count down timer..

2 MORE DAYS TO GO BACK HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

n 2 more exams before that. (Chumi the exams come before going back home.. so lets o=focus on the exams for now alrite!)

i hate the very word 'chemistry'. just the thought of it makes me shudder. when i did my last chemistry exam in undergrad... i was so happy to the extend that i was rejoicing that night instead of studying for the next exam. i thought that was the last chemistry exam i'd ever have to do for the rest of my life. boy oh boy... how wrong was i!

i've got another chemistry exam tomorrow. but thank God it is biochemical genetics n not just the serious, plain, old, real, chemistry. because there's d suffix and prefix of bio- and -genetics added to the word chemistry, i can tolerate it. if i were to study for another chemistry exam (n especially in postgrad in this country), i swear it, i'd rather get married and become a housewife than to study anymore!

n then there's clinical exam on friday... which i know i'm screwed for sure. the doctors are gonna be sleeping their thursday night peacefully while i sit like a zombie and try n get some clinical thoughts into my head rather than home thoughts! i'm already looking like an owl now. my mum is gonna get a shock when she sees me on saturday nite. and as if that isnt enough... there's this 'earth Hour' thingy on Saturday nite.. just when i'll be reaching home. i wonder if the airport is supporting it. imagine that! the airports switch off all their lights and computers for an hour. it'll all be pitch black! and the runways and flights as well! eermm.... okay.. it's becoming scary rather than funny.

i am going to survive tomorrow's biochemical genetics and d day after's clinical exam. i will survive! and for that.. i got to study now, otherwise i'll be in another panic attach tomorrow morning!

Monday, March 23, 2009

Look what came in the mail today!! *Updated to add*

I've got a parcel.. i've got a parcel!! *doing the 'i like to move it move it' dance*


now i've got so many clothes to wear... i even forgot the existence of all these things.. n some of them are my favourites...

d biggest pile of all is my traditional clothes...

sigh .. i'm gonna look like a typical 'ooru kutty' again now... unless i try n alter all those n mix n match it with some funky english stuff! hehehhehe

oh no... i've got an exam tomorrow..! i better scoot!

PS: 4 more days n i'll be on my way home! :D



like a man who is happy when his stomach is full, i am happy when my cupboard is full! :D

Friday, March 20, 2009


Since i'm gonna be leaving for home in a week's time (OMG.. only 1 week left!!! i'll be on my way back home next week!! woohoo!!! *jumps in joy and stumbles on her books and notes* eerm... on a more serious note, i've got to endure 4 killers papers before going back home... sigh.. i'd better not think about home yet for now), i went chocolate shopping last week.

i dont have d time to go shopping for everyone personally, cos its a last minute planned trip and i really dont have the time to spare for shopping now while i'm in d midst of preparing for my exams. actually, d truth is, my bank balance is still suffering the consequences of the irresponsible act of the shopaholic in me who took over the mindful me ever since Boxing day. i cant go back home with an empty suitcase and no gifts for anyone. so, they're just gonna have to be happy with chocolates this time. maybe next time i'll add them to my shopping list when the shopoholic me is on the loose again.

yea so, i went chocolate shopping last week. didnt wanna waste time going out when its nearer to d exams, thats y i chose to do it last week.... but it looks like i've made a big mistake...

looks nice eh...?

d box n d packing looked nice, but i've never tried this chocolate before. i've always been so crazy about ferrero rocher that i dont bother looking at other chocolates. (i hear u say that i couldnt have bought ferrero rochers for everyone... if i did buy ferrero rochers, i will have to give it to everyone, and there wont be any left for me. when it comes to ferrero rochers..i will NEVER share! i'm that kind of a psycho when it comes to ferrero rochers :P) back to my story.. it wouldnt be nice to give something to someone if its not nice rite? so i thought i'd better try the chocolate to make sure that it was good enough.

since i bought dark chocolate and milk chocolate, i tried one of each. it was quite good.. not as good as ferrero rocher, but good enough. i was gonna keep it inside, but then i realized something else. there are 42 chocolates in each box. if one is nice, not necessarily d rest in d box should be nice too. there are high possibilities that only 1 or two in the box is nice, n the remaining could be so-so.

i wasnt gonna take that chance. so i tried another one.

and then another one....

and another one...

(u get d drift already, dont u)

till i ended up with this....

i mean, come on.. there were so many varieties.. n look at the discriptions! u read it all n tell me if u can just try one of it n not be bothered about the others no matter how it is was!

when i finally came to my senses, it was a wee bit too late.

today i'm left with this...

i highly doubt there'll be anything left by the time i reach home next weekend. i might just have to buy some chocolates in the airport... oh.. i forgot.. there's another box of dark chocolates left. ( i spared that box cos i dont like dark chocolates ). oh well, my friends and family will have to tolerate with that then


Thursday, March 19, 2009

would u eat this?

i just did

see, this is y i deserve to be in Madame Tussauds! (see previous post)

eerrmm... excuse me while i puke my insides out....

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

today is a day for countdowns

6 days for Molecular Genetics
7 days for Cytogenetics
8 days for Biochemical Genetics
9 days for Clinical Genetics
9 days for Glasgow to Dubai
10 days for Dubai to Malaysia
25 days for results of all the screwing up genetics
32 days for Malaysia to Glasgow

of all these days, the only one that i'm looking forward to is the 2nd day 9 and day 10

u know, i'm d only person in this whole world who is capable of studying for an hour and taking a break for 2 hours. ( the breaks used to be longer initially, but now that i am sitting in d lib, i cannot be browsing through hotmail, yahoo, gmail, FB, blogspot, news channels, movies and wat not, cos there r ppl around me staring at me like i'm some retard for sitting in d lib n checking my mails for hours n hours instead of studying! )

i for one will never learn my lesson and i definitely will not start studying at east 2 weeks before the exams start.

Ladies and gentlemen, u r looking at the world's one and only jackass, stubborn, procrastinator

she deserves to be preserved in a museum so that everyone can learn how NOT to be like her.. or better still... y not make a wax figure in Madame Tussauds n make her stand next to Prince William, or how about between Barack Obama and Martin Luther King eh??

i'll leave u to think about whom my wax figure has to stand next to, while i think about how not to screw up this exams!

Monday, March 16, 2009

a quiz that is at least 75% accurate... in my case

Finally... i come across a survey or quiz thingy that is at least 75% accurate.

I've never really been a fan of these things, but i sort of do it anyways cos i think its a good laugh in the end when u read wat a computerized program tells about u.

give it a try... it hardly takes more than 5 minutes...n d questions are pretty interesting.

the link is called 'get to know urself better'. if u need a computer and a webpage to tell u about urself.. then u seriously need help. i'd rather call this thing as '............' *five minutes later* okay... i dont know wat i'd call it, but i'd definitely not want to call it as 'get to know urself better'

anyways, this is wat it said about me.. not all is true, but 75% of it is...

Your view on yourself:

You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:

Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.

Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you:

You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.

How do you view success:

You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.

What are you most afraid of:

You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.

Who is your true self:

You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Psychology lesson #1


- never go grocery shopping when u are hungry

- never look at pics of food when u are hungry

- never look for Brit chocolates to buy back home when u are hungry

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

consequences of some bad habits decides to show up in the last minute

i've finally started studying for an exam which is exactly 2 weeks away. the realization is finally setting in.. and the consequences of not paying attention in class, falling asleep while lecture is going on, and not taking notes is showing its true colours.

i do not know how badly i'm going to be screwed for this major exam.

Lord, forgive me, for i know not what i do, and have mercy on me.

Monday, March 9, 2009

10 reasons why i dislike you

Dear nameless neighbour with the spiky blonde hair, since i dont know your name, i'll just gonna call u dumb blonde to make things easier alrite.

1) you've obviously been in this flat longer than i have, and now i understand y ur previous flatmates were hoping that the other flatmate would be more cooperative than you are. y cant u shut the doors properly/more decently rather than slamming it all the time!!!

2) this is a sharing flat. and the only thing we share is the kitchen, but u dont have d courtesy to do ur part in the kitchen.

3) my parents did not spend thousands of pounds and sent me to Glasgow to clean up ur rubbish alrite u fool! u get rid of ur own rubbish! d next time u dont take d garbage out, i'm gonna pile it up in front of ur room!! i dont even care if i have to pass by it everyday while i'm on my way in and out of my room.

4) what kind of a dumb blonde other than u is capable of leaving a whole chunk of raw meat in an uncovered tub full of water by the sink for 4 whole days and forget about it!!! i dont even wanna go into details of how it looked like after the second day!!

5) again, be reminded that this is a sharing flat. u do not stuff ur smelly food stuff in anyone else's shelf in d fridge! y d hell do u buy everything n let it to rot and spoil and stink up d whole place if u dont cook at all!! buy ur own fridge if u insists on letting ur foodstuff rot!

6) like all men who think with the piece of flesh in their pants that they hail so high and mighty, u need ur dose of alcohol. fine... i totally understand.. but for crying out loud, u have absolutely no right to trouble ur fellow flatmates if u'r drunk!!! go sleep on the streets and make as much noise as u want to and howl like a dog for all i care.. but DONT U DARE repeat wat u did last saturday nite!!!!!

7) as if it isnt enough torture that i have to hear u howl in ur room... i have to tolerate ur idiotic drinking partners as well??!!

8) sometimes i wonder how much more stupid you can get! u get drunk for God knows wat pleasure and then u throw up all over d place!! if only we were to be sharing a common toilet.. i would have made sure u were kicked out of this place... even if i have to tell a lie and say that u tried to rape me while u were drunk!

9) not only do i have to ignore the furnitures breaking and falling all over the place next door, i have to hear you and ur fool of a friend vomit as well!!

10) if u are drunk, u drink outside the flat, you sing outside the flat, you fall on the streets outside the flat, you vandalize the cars on the streets, you vomit outside the flat, you fight with ur friends outside the flat and you finish all ur business outside the flat. you DONT come trashing the place and falling all over the place and bumping on every door thinking its ur own room, and u most DEFINITELY DO NOT terrify me and keep me awake half the nite thinking if i locked my room door or not!!!

one more time u miss behave urself, or one more time u come back with ur stupid male companions and disturb me, i will make sure u live to realize that this is the most terrible mistake that u have ever done in ur whole entire life.

oh, n u can most definitely count on me to keep my words... EACH.AND.EVERY.ONE.OF.IT!!

Friday, March 6, 2009

after 5 hours, i've finally finished booking all my flights

yea...ALL my flights

Glasgow - Dubai
Dubai - KL


KL - London
London - Glasgow

and that will be four different flights btw (just d company, not the number of transit flights)!

it took 5 hours to check the flights, timings, availabilities, seats, meals, luggage, transit, day and dates and finally book it and wait for ages for the slow site to approve credit cards and debit cards!

after all this hours, all i can save is a few hundreds if i were to take a return ticket from Emirates.

At first glance, Air Asia is cheap..but its not really cheap. they cant advertise just d flight ticket price and then charge extra for everything man! u know, initially they say d ticket is just RM1,039/Rm850/RM1200 etc etc. n then u'll have to add airport tax, luggage allowance (cos there's no luggage allowance at all!! how can i travel such long distance with only my handbag!!? my suitcases were heavier than i could handle even while i was in india n i sued to go back home more often back then. now that i'm going after 6 months, n i dont know if i'll be going back again after this... i'll definitely have more stuff than i can imagine!), meals (i cant possibly starve myself on a 15 hour flight.. they dont allow outside food. imagine if they do.. it'll be hilarious!! hahahha.... probably like a train in India, ppl will come packed with curd rice, and tea in flasks, with chips and biscuits.. my family does that all the time cos of hygenic issues. imagine if someone were to eat durians and belacan in d flight, n u have to tolerate it for hours n hours! i still dont agree that they charge RM38 for meals.. i wonder how many meals that includes. Emirates gave me 4 meals! Air Asia better do too... !), choosing seat ( i didnt really have to pay another RM25 for that, but i didnt want to take the chances of sitting between/or next to some fat man who keeps drinking cos its free [oh, i wonder if those r free in Air Asia!], or someone who snores, or any irritating person who talks.. i do not like to talk to strangers while i'm travelling.. oh n how on earth can i forget wat happened a few years back when i was flying back from Bangalore!! now i'm hoping no one books the seat next to mine.. i really dont want to suffer 15 hours of torture!), and finally insurance. all this adds on another RM300

n then there's transportation from PG-KL and London-Glasgow that has to be considered.

it doesnt make much difference at all in d end... n i'm rather skeptical about flying long distance with Air Asia. they're first flight is gonna be on the 11th i think. i might read d news everyday to see how they're progressing. i dont really get air sick.. but i remember on one of my flights back home a few years back, d flight almost crashed cos d pilot lost control during turbulance... i've been dead scared everytime i have to fly... but i've had to fly even more often since then!

sigh.. i cant possible drive/swim/hop on a bus or a ship.... so, i've got absolutely no other choice.

i'd love to fly emirates everytime tough. when i took Emirates in Oct last year, i didnt feel d least bit nervous or tensed up or worried. it was so comfortable, fab food, and d best was that no one was sitting next to me!!! hahaha.. cos these flights are so expensive, not many ppl travel on them. but if i were to tell my mum that i want to fly Emirates everywhere and everytime... she'd brave herself n let me stay here for good n not go anywhere at all!! hhahha... as long as i get to go back home....

after all this compromises that i have to make, there's d payment problem as well. the only possible payment they allow is credit or debit cards and they bloody charge me extra depending on the type of card!!! these ppl have no limits for their scams and possible ways of making money out of innoncent ppl like us.

all said and done... I'M GOING BACK HOME!!!!!

but i'm not all that excited now cos i'm exhausted after all those hours of looking for flights n connecting flights and paying up and all that rubbish, plus i've never been able to tolerate any journey that requires me to sit still for more than 2 hours.. i'm just wishing d journey wouldnt be so long.. if thats even possbile! given my impatient attitude for travelling, i'm surprised i managed to get so much of travelling done all these years! *way to go chumi!**pats self on back*

and i'm praying that my connecting flights doesnt get delayed... especially d one in London. my life is depending on that now... i have to be back in class at 10am on d 20th. if my london flight gets delayed, then there's no point in me rushing to get myself here on the 20th!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

I'm been dying to talk about this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

no.. i dont have a bf yet

no... i didnt get any proposals ( none that i like at least)

no... i did not pierce my left ear like i wanted to two years ago ( i dunno y remembered that now... i sort of forgot about it all this while

no.. i didnt get d highlights that i wanted to either

no... i didnt do more shopping

I'M GOING BACK HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'M GOING BACK HOME!!!!!!!!!!!

I'M GOING BACK HOME!!!!!!!!!!!

*dancing around like a 5 year old*

i've never been this desperate to go back home before! but its been 6 months already since i left... i've never been away from home for more than four months

usually d first month after i leave home, i'll tell myself that i just spent close to two months at home n i got to study or do my work. d 2nd month i start thinking of home, d 3rd month i pacify myself by thinking that i can go back home soon, n d 4th month all i can think of is going back home!! exams during the final month is really a pain in d wrong place u know! how can i concentrate on studying when all i can think of is going home!!??

n do i love my lecturers or wat!!!! today, i was telling her that i have to book my flights for the 28th cos i wont be able to make it in time for a 1.30pm flight rite after my exams at 12pm. she immediately said that i could come in earlier, like 8.30am, n finish my paper by 10.30am n go straight to d airport! n she even went all out to go to d senior lecturer and asked permission on my behalf. Dr. Maria couldnt say no to Betty obviously.. so... i'm leaving on the 27th!!!! i dont have to wait another 24 hours (beyond the miserable 25 hours that i need to tolerate) to get back home!!!!!! they're such sweethearts man!! i must remember to get something for them when i come back after the break....

Malaysia ..... here i come!!!!!!!!! :D

or rather....

mee goreng, Tao, Pelita, Secret recipe, Seoul Garden, Cendol, nasi lemak, curry mee, ice kacang, milo ais, rose milk, roti chanai, fallooda, prawns, crab, fishy fishy, chicken, lamb, char koey teow, mee rebus, fish ball soup, keow teow soup, kacang pau, durian, rambutan, mangosteen, lychee, sar ho fan, hot plate, satay, taufu, sweet sour chicken, sawi, kankung, sentosa n desa damai hawker stalls, nasi goreng, old town, foodcourts, beehun goreng, pisang goreng, cucur jagung, secret recipe, gurney plaza, pacific, honey bakery, leng chee kang, dutch lady chocolate milk, cloud 9, tandoori chicken, masala thosa, anandha bhavan, karaikudi, noodle station, kacang tumbuk, maggi mee, maamee, twistees, curry puff, pasar malam, roti jala, fried fish balls, steamboat, bkt tambum, ... (i dont even remember d names of so many places!).... HERE I COME!!!!

i've got to start writting a schedulu... for early breakfast, late breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner and supper... otherwise i wont be able to cover everything on my list.. n i heard there r many new places now.. i definitely wouldnt want to miss all that!

making this list has made me hungry all over again! I shall go n attack my fridge while i try n recall d places n food that i've missed out in d list above....

bye bye...


Sunday, March 1, 2009

Interesting facts that i learnt about my department today!

this building (which is my department, in which i live n die everyday of the week) was designed by a man.

it's a 3 storey building with a lift that stops on the 2nd floor!

only a man is smart enough to design a building like that!!

no one else has d capacity to build a building with 3 floors, and a single miserable lift that stops at the 2nd floor, and makes everyone take d stairs to d third floors (furnitures n equipments included!)


have a great week guys...( while i rot in d lib )