Chumi Lakshmi

. Remember this post , where i told u about the bun that was supposed to be baked before eaten... but i greedily shoved it down my throat without even reading instructions......?? well, a few days ago, i made sure i baked it before eating.... n guess wat i did!! i roasted it!! n had to break it as if it was a biscuit. n just now, i baked d last piece... make a wild guess wat happened this time!! d bun wasn't the only thing that burnt..... so did my finger!!!! it was like almost 4 hours ago n it still hurts!! =( note to self : NEVER buy partly bakes buns!

like i've mentioned a few times before... most of my classmates are doctors and working adults... and most of them also have families... my first question was .. "how on earth can they manage studying postgrad while have a family with them right here in Glasgow?? how will they ever manage to study?? how will they prepare for their PBLs (read the previous post if you dont know wat PBL is) ? how do they find the time to complete their reports and scientific essay papers..??" i got the answer some time back... but i didnt believe it. today i do!! let me explain we've had loads of paper works everyday. it's either PBL, report, prelab sessions, or records ( d list seems too short... i think i've missed out something... which i cant recall now.. so just abaikan.. i'll update the list if i remember it soon). we have to work every.single.day.around.the.clock to complete all this work.. otherwise... i dont even wanna think wat'll happen! Just listen to/rea...

I'm so happy today that i'm gonna reward myself my not doing anymore work for the day!!!!!!!! :D i've mentioned before that we are expected to work around the clock.We ALWAYS have something or the other to do. and my classmates usually finish their work at least 2 days before its due (while i start it 2 days before ts due!)(i wasnt like this before k... this is wat has happened to me after my temporary placement in India) there's never been a single day where we dont have anything to complete (the fact that i dont do d work everyday is a completely different thing). today was one of those days..... I dont think i've really explained how my classes work..., let me educate you today so that u understand wat i'm talking about. other than the traditional tutorials and lectures, we have 'Problem Based Learning' (PBL) sessions every single week. the whole class is divided in 3 groups, and we meet every monday and friday. on mondays, we are given a speicific si...

i ran out of my room at 2am to play in the snow!! it was so exciting!! so freezing cold!! so nice!!!!!! :D :D :D it wasnt d heavy snow sort of thing. but it has just started... and unfortunately d snow was so less... i couldnt make snow balls and play :( i cant wait for it to snow again soon!! LOL it was snowing for a few minutes, then stopped... started raining for a few minutes, then stopped...n started snowing again for a few minutes... all this withing half an hour at 2 am! hahhaha look at d snow covered car.. n look... i have snow on my pants!!!!! :D

. so many memories came flooding back... so many dreams and hopes ...... floated around so many unfulfilled dreams ..... never failing to hang around to haunt so many shattered dreams ..... heard loud and clear flashbacks ... over and over again .... realizations of the truth still hurts i 'have' a dream became i 'had' a dream... cos it all stayed as a dream Whoever said dreams will make you big in the future?? ......... it made me feel ever so small So, do you stop dreaming....?? no...... i didnt stop..... i only started dreaming even more........ ... to compensate for the loss ... to compensate for the lies ... to compensate for the love... which was never there in the past did it help?? no... it didnt.... it only made it worse.... ... to the extend that made me doubt my own sanity and then i started dreaming with a different hope, a different light, a different vision, a different reason, a different source this time, i know it will be fulfilled .... in dou...

most of my classmates are married ppl... and almost all of them have brought their family here to stay with them cos they're being paid by their government. these guys are so sweet, that they actually bring food from home... some time they even bring cookies and cakes that are really yummy!!!! we even have mini parties during our group discussion... some other classmates buy ferrero rochers for the whole class!!!!!! d day i saw d two boxes of ferrero rochers on the table as soon as i entered class, i just paused in front of it as if i was mesmerized and i couldnt stop that stupid grin on my face!! :P everyone else in class got 1 chocolate, some got 2.. but i got THREE!!!! yay.... (PS: u just cannot imagine how much i LOVE ferrero rocher and wat i;m willing to do for it!!!! ) n not only that... d guy who bought the ferrero rochers gave me the box!! now i have 1 box puls another box to put my earrings in!! my earrings finally have a decent home to live in compared to the tiny uncomf...

This.... is a wheat bun which is PARTLY baked. whoever who buys it, is supposed to bake it for about 6 minutes before eating it.... i bought it last night.... and i ate it last nite..... did i bake it?? nope... i didnt.. i didnt bake it.... i just ripped open the plastic and ate the wheat bun. i ate not just 1.. not 2.. but 3 whole buns without even realizing that i was supposed to bake it some more!!!! i tasted kindda funny when i was eating it... but i was too hungry to think about it and just gobbled it down. a few minutes ago, i was gonna eat d remaining 3 buns when i suddenly saw d label which says that this bun is only partly baked and should be baked for another 6 minutes before it's safe to be consumed... no wonder i had an upset tummy last night :S

this is a very spontaneous post. i never even thought about things like this before... In my quarter of a century of lifetime... never have i ever felt missing out on something being the only child. but today i do. almost all my friends in malaysia have siblings... infact ALL of them had/have siblings... i was d only one who didnt. most of my friends in india have siblings and it didnt bother me. at that time, i felt having a sibling was not all that important. (even now i dont think its all that important). even when i used to go to India for holidays every year ( all the members from my mum's side of the family was there... now most of them are all around the world.. just like my dad's side of the family), i never really felt like i've been missing out in the sibling thing. all my mum's siblings are very closely attached and the love they have for each other is so obvious even when they are talking about them to ppl not in the family. like, one of my aunt would say. ...

for the first time after 37 days of being here, i finally set foot in the famous library... n i fell in love! nevermind the weird stares and giggles i got from ppl around me (thanks to the obvious blur and lost look on my face), i still liked the library... no, actually i loved it!! it was humongous!!! n there were thousands and thousands of books, that the students might not even have touch most of it!! there were these reference and bibliography books for Medicine, enzymes, plants, biotechnology, nomenclature names.... u name it, and it was all there! it was so nice to just stand at the one end of the book shelf and stare at all those books. i've always had a soft spot for libraries. when i was in primary school, my friends n i used to come up with all sorts of excuses to go to the public library. we even went to the extend of telling each other's parents that we were going to each other's house ( i was going to her house and she was coming to my house... get it..?) cos...

i had to fight, demand, raise my voice, throw a tantrum, show my temper and pull my sleeves up to get something all the while i was in India. that made a very drastic impact on me. i did the same even when i was in Malaysia. well, it's not all that necessary to take drastic measures to get something done in Malaysia. if you were to ask humbly or point out injustice or unfairness politely, the Indians will turn and look at you from top to toe, give you one of their most sarcastic and disgusting laugh and continue doing watever they were doing earlier. if it were to be a shop keeper, he wouldnt even have heard u in d 1st place and will just continue serving his customers who are smarter than u (i say they're smarter cos they shout at the top of their voice for something that they want, and they have no such thing as manners or decency) but if you were to do the same in Malaysia, i cannot guarantee you that you'd get work done immediately. Malaysians are a mixed bunch. some ar...

my breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner now u see it now u don't!

one day i'm so proudly showing off my finger nails n d next day this is wat happens!

It was such a funny thing today that i was smiling to myself while walking around Buchanan Galleries alone today... hahahha (PS: Buchanan Galleries is equivalent to KLCC/Mid Valley/Bangalore Central) i was minding my own business, looking around d shops in Buchanan Gallery when this guy stopped me and wanted to ask me a question. i was stunned, n didnt wanna stop, but after i saw him properly .. i was like.. 'it's ok.. let's give in a little bit'. he was cute la. :P n before u come up with ur own conclusions... i'll tell u who he is. he was some manager of one of the booths in that shopping complex which sold sea weed products for nails and skin k. n d question he asked was if i had natural nails. i felt insulted that he would ask me such a question! never in my life has anyone ever suspected if my finger nails were natural or not. wat kindda of a silly question is that! i take pride in my naturally beautiful finger nails! i lifted my right hand and proudly showed o...

i just realized that i has my PMR exam 10 years ago....... i remember it as if it was yesterday.... we were all sitting outside d exam hall, doing last minute revision and discussion, and it was Shah Rukh Khan's bday on that day too.... we spent more time talking about Shah Rukh Khan, how cute he was in his latest movie, how charming he looked when he smiles, how young he looked even when he had a son, and how unfortunate it was cos he was married with a kid.... as if he knew of our existence! i'm getting old..... my clock is ticking faster than i thought it was much faster than i would like to admit where's my knight in shining armor? when and how am i gonna fulfill my craving for extreme sports...? when am i gonna be settled in life?? most importantly.... i wonder if my knight has his GPS/electronic navigation with him... i wouldnt want him to get lost u know .

before i give u life saving tips on wat to do in a bowling alley if u don;t like bowling either because u can't bowl, or even because u don;t know how to bowl... i've got a very important announcement to make!! I've got a follower in my blog!!!!!! n it's HOPE !! yay!!!! (HOPE, how did u do it ah? wat does a follower mean actually?!) ok, we'll resume with my super tips: "For Bowling idiots" This is a post with pictures so that ------ will understand much better. (there are 35 pics, so Malaysians and Indians, give it some time to load, everyone else from everywhere else, i dont think u'll have to wait long for d pics, just go ahead n scroll down) 1. Take a pic of the bowling place from outside... it looks different in every country anyways 2. pose like an idiot at d counter with ur bowling shoes. ppl from ur hometome/country might not have seen bowling shoes before 3. If u think u took too retarded in d 1st shoe pose, then try n act natural n take anothe...