Materialistic me

I know how hard it can be to buy birthday presents, especially for girls, because i don't think most girls like practical gifts. they like luxurious pampering pretty gifts. Well, I usually do, anyway. But I'm sick of getting earrings and candles. Because 1. I don't burn the pretty candles, which is a waste, 2. I don't have ear piercings!

I'm turning 18 in a few weeks, and although I don't expect college friends to remember it, much less celebrate it, I do hope for some <3>
And what better way to express affection for weird lovable me than material gifts!

First on my list : Hair curler

I have no idea what brand this one is. I've been eyeing the Phillips one cause it has multiple styles, so in the event i screw up some curls (which i inevitably will) i can always straighten out the mistake. heheheh.. The saying is very true. Girls with straight hair want curly hair, and girls with curly hair want straight hair. I haven't had straight hair since.. form three when the evil hairdresser/butcher chopped my hair into a horrible bob. My traumatized hair has been wavy ever since. But not the defined loose curls I've always wanted.

see, lovely curls!

Next would be make up! HAH! I'm still hunting for good brushes and other colours of eyeshadow. I am still looking for a dark green shade and am going to buy a metallic blue pencil from TNS as soon as i go shopping! I've also read that Body Shop is going to come out with cream colours! yessssss! and that they're being bought over by L'oreal! which means more fun stuff to play with! *cheers*

I don't want this for a present, because I still don't buy original cds. because I Rip it once, and I never touch it again, so originals are a waste on me. I just don't appreciate it enough! But I'm going to be on the pasar malam lookout for the album by Corinne Bailey Rae.

i *heart* her new song, Put Your Records On uber much, and the chorus (which is the only part i can hum) has been playing in my head since i heard it in Edmund's car. If i get a digital copy of her album from a walking kazaa, then I can save 5 ringgit for like, half an hour of pool. heh!

Other than that, I'd like more necklaces. Specifically, bead necklaces. Like the ones i bought in Pyramid that kind of give the whole tribal jungly vibe. Choker beads look gooooooood on me, cause I look malay-ish enough to get people telling me i look sarawakian. How the heck do you look sarawakian anyway..

prettiness.. Yeah, so they don't look much like the one i always wear, but oh well, I like the whole oriental beads thing. :)

and because I'm a dress fan, but i only really have one actual DRESS, I'm in love with urban&co., which sells super nice dresses, but at not so nice prices unless it's the sales.

AHHHH!! I <3!!

But the absolute best present would be a boyfriend *mutter mutter*

HAHAHAH

heck, a flower and sms would make my day. :D

who said life in the 21st century was easy?

Life in the 21st century is certainly not any easier even after all the 'progress' we've made. Not the internet, not technology. Not when you look at the big picture. They only serve to complicate things. Look at the era where people still wore big wigs and rode around in carriages! They were perfectly content. You didn't have to rush home to tune in to american idol on your plasma liquid hybrid screen (whatever you call it!) in your big ozone-pollutant-spouting vehicle. NO... back then all they did was argue over who got to take out the carriage to the neighbourhood ball. Or what evs.

Yeah, mindless ranting.

because i still can't find the tools/programmes/utilities used to make those super chunted icons. I'm pretty sure you could use photoshop, but i can't afford the original version, nor can i find the free for download version. blah.. I've been looking for the programme or anything similar to it so i can create digital drawings and pictures, but no luck for the past year. Googling doesn't seem to help, or maybe i'm just googling the wrong keywords. I've tried graphic utilities, free programmes, brushes, etc... nothing!

Perhaps it's time to lapse back into the dark ages... Back when people actually did things manually. By hand.

nahhh

Finally some relief

It was almost the most boring day of my life. There was an exam briefing I was supposed to attend at three pm, but I followed Linda to Sunway Uni after BCS and decided that since everybody else wasn't going to listen to the talk, i decided to skip as well. Sunway Uni's AUSMAT was having a charity booth, and Linda's bf, Hafiz as well as some of her friends were involved in it, so i tagged along with Linda.

While we were there waiting for her friends, Linda and I got to talking. Somehow or other we got to talking about my moods, and I finally told her the whole reason behind it. I initially didn't quite plan on telling her all the details, including who it was, but I guess I needed someone to understand the whole story, so now she's one of the few that know. I had to tell her in order for her to understand why I wasn't going to pursue the matter any further, and the stupid complications behind it all. It feels good to have someone know what things are going through my mind when I don't feel like talking or playing pool >_< She gave some ideas, but they all involve self disclosure to him, so no way. no guts.

On another note, jsut how unsafe streets are nowadays was honed into me a few hours ago. pounded into me more like. I had just gotten out of the car and was walking toward the pasar malam, when i heard a shout behind me. I turned around to see this girl sort of running towards me, and I was like thinking "stop fooling around la" Then this motorbike zooms past us, and all this happens in like..five seconds

it turns out it was a snatching. The guy that was with the girl had a scratch on his nose and lost only his handphone, so pretty lucky la. I almost became a near victim because i had been sms-ing at that time when i was walking. It could have been my handphone in the hands of some creepy snatcher with itchy pus filled cursed hands. If the girl/guy had shouted theft or something to identify what was going on, i would have shouldered the fella on the motorbike, cause there were two, and i could easily have knocked one of them onto the ground.. and proceeded to beat him into pulp. Like what's your problem la! you want money, at least go beg for it! Robbers are worse than beggars who can totally work for a living. Robbers are the scum of the earth's rubbish. Snatch thieves are...are.. like... unprocessed toilet water.. or the water that contains little baby worms that grow out and come out from your feet after you drink that water.

GRRRR

Daniel powter doesnt even begin to understand

Yeah, he doesn't. It actually physically hurts. I can't say anything and yet it almost popped out. And when he gives me that look, it's all i can do to stop myself from shouting at him. this is all his fault.

karma is a bitch OMG

OMIGOD!

Karma is a bitch that comes back to bite you in the ass. I so swear to God. Either that or it's fate but that just makes it creepier.

I just kepoh-ed around friendster, and Bad Boy, who i used to crush on, ( still a little bit, to be truthful) as it turns out went to the same preschool as me. I was like .. *blink blink* wait a minute.. that name sounds famil- OMG!THATSTHESAMEPRESCHOOLASMINEOMGOMGOMG

As if that weren't creepy enough, it brought back (crashing) all the memories of this boy who i used to sit with in the bus back home from kindy. He was a bit chubby and serious looking, but i vaguely remember him being the boy i always sat with in the bus, even though he was in a different class. (at least i think he was in a different class, i lost my kindy picture)

But the thing that i remember the most is *kissing* him. (sort of.) Okay, not even kissing la, i was not a horny six-year old. I was a very clumsy and gawky one, if not hyper as well. What happened was on the last day of kindy, we were all lining up to go home. Then he was somewhere in the line, and I was heading towards him trying to muster up the guts to say 'bye', because although we sat together, i don't think i was comfortable enough to be friends with boys at that time so we hardly talked. So there i am, heading towards him, when i trip/get pushed and i fall forwards. towards the side of his face. And in my mind, even till today, I *kind of* ACCIDENTALLY gave him a smackeroo. In reality, maybe i hit him or knocked him unconcious (although i would have remembered THAT) but i still count my first given kiss as that particular moment. Okay not really la, but let me be in denial.

It wasn't until I learned that he was in the same kindy that it jolted me into realizing that Bad Boy and Kindy Boy look remarkably alike. I seriously think they are the same person, although there's a huge chance i could be wrong, of course. But don't you think it's freaky? If I had a picture of him in kindy, and compared it now, you could really see the similarities!!

This is like payback for all my fickleness in crushing. how sad.

bummmerrr

What an emo day. End of exams would usually leave me in a slight state of euphoria, but this time it just left me feeling in a funk. A cocktail combo of many things over the past few days, mainly him, her, and what can only be hormones just left me in a slightly lazy bummed out mode. And i have decided that i am quie fierce when i am in this kind of mood. Even the pool balls obey me when i shouted at it to stop. HAH!! no la, i kept losing until Jay played a one-hand game with me. That was pretty much all i won. ugh. loser! So yeah. I'm bummed. And i don't really even know why. Okay, so I have a vague idea, but it's hardly clear. Not anymore.

On the other hand, I'm becoming addicted to Damien Rice's The Blower's Daughter. Now i know why it sounds so familiar the first time i heard it; it's the soundtrack to the movie Closer. I've been listening to the song at least five times a day. no kidding. It's incredibly beautiful, soft and graceful in a whimsical sort of way. If I could, I would love to catch his concert in Singapore, just to watch him perform this one song live. It would literally bring tears to my eyes.

Things with him are coming close to a collision. I don't think it's healthy to go on like this. I hate not getting the things i want, but it's just painful to want the things I won't let myself get. Maybe it's all in the mind. Maybe it's the whole wanting what you can't have. Whatever it is, i can't wait for some March intake eye candy to take my mind off him.

90 miles outside chicago

Can’t stop driving

I don’t know why

So many questions

I need an answer

Two years later

You’re still on my mind

Whatever happened to emilia earhart

Who holds the stars up in the sky

Is true love once in a lifetime

Did the captain of the titanic cry

Someday we’ll know

If love can move a mountain

Someday we’ll know

Why the sky is blue

Someday we’ll know

Why I wasn’t meant for you

Does anybody know the way to atlantis

Or what the wind says when she cries

I’m speeding by the place where I met you

For the 97th time tonight

Someday we'll know

If Love can move a mountain

Someday we'll know

Why the sky is blue

Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you

Someday we’ll know

Why samson loved delilah

One day I’ll go

Dancing on the moon

Someday you’ll know

That I was the one for you

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow

I watched the stars crash in the sea

If I could ask God just one question

Why aren’t you here with me?

Someday we’ll know

Why sampson loved delilah

One day I’ll go

Dancing on the moon

Someday you’ll know

That I was the one for you

Bee in my bonnet - Someday we'll know - New Radicals

exams..fun..exams

Mid sem exams aren't exactly what i expected, i must say. Okay, so I don't know what i expected, but it's certainly a bit suprising. In what way I don't know. I know, I'm confusing myself as well.

Imcomm was pretty okay. Laswell's model was a cinch, and subsequent questions were crap-able, so not too bad, considering i only started studying on Saturday.
MHL was my expected worst. I mean, come on! History?!! But to my absolute suprise it was pretty okay. I'm sure a lot of it was wrong, but there weren't any questions that were left blank, and it was general enough to insert *again* crap.
ICHB was almost enjoyable. I panicked a bit during the essay bit because i wasn't too sure if the tool for self-awareness was the Johari Window, so i chose the effective listenign techniques question. 15 minutes later, and a page essay, i discover i can't remember which type of listenign techniques they want, like, body language or thinking bit?? so i cancel the whole page and start writing all the Johari i can remember. barely finished the Undiscovered self, which i later discover i mixed up, because it's actually the unknown self. Bah...
After ICHB, we had a break before computer theory. So we go play pool. Had fun to the point of forgetting that we actually had exams later. It was terrific to play pool again after the hols. It was horrible to play pool and get my ass kicked by Jay who 'lost his mojo'. We walk into exam late, but just in time for the paper to start. And to my horror, found i could hardly answer any of the questions. Tembak-d 90% of the MCQs, and inserted the crappiest crap in the fill in the blanks section. When i reach the short answers section, i can barely crap for three out of five, and I soooo didn't know what the heck was OLE and VRML. so i left it blank. and went to sleep.

I had like. 35 minutes to sleep for the rest of the exam. i actually planned to rest my eyes a bit and see if anything miraculous popped into my mind, but ended up in Lalaland. Mid way through my nap, i get one of those sudden falling in air feelings, and jolt awake. (barely)

*looks around*

Beh zoning out. Staring in mid air. Chandni scribbling. Grace looking at me and trying not to laugh.

*turns around*

Jay asleep

*goes back to sleep*

today we had our computer practical. It was a bit nervy for me becuase i am absolutely sure i got zero for the theory part, so i needed the practical to balance it. I couldn't make sense of the notes, so i decided that worst come to worst, there is always the little help button...hehehe

Because the exam was only starting at one, Chandni, Tun, Jay, Grace and I had agreed to meet up at Ming Tien restaurant for dim sum at nine. I reached school at eight, and met Thomas, and he asked if he could tag along. Then Chandni decides she's super sleepy when she calls me and says she's not going for breakfast. Then Jay who calls me later, reaches there before us, so he wants to go back home and sleep. I was practically shouting at him to stay off the bus that would take him back to his bed, and he was all "I'm getting on the bus, bye", then the boy hangs up on me!! Then right at that moment, Tun comes to pick us up, and I'm all pissed off because now there are only three of us. Plus, I'm all sulking at Jay because he's not there and none of us know where the restaurant is. It's like an internal mutiny!

@@*%^!!))$()@*$)@ jay all.. abandon us all.. go back to SLEEP all! @&*$(2*&!@* *grumble grumble... give him silent treatment then he know...what call call now la.. THOMAS, ANSWER MY PHONE, I DON'T WANNA TALK TO HIM. ohh look, dim sum..yum...

We find the restaurant (because Jay sms-ed it was next to TOA and pyramid, so yeah, not hard to find) and I feel Bad!!! There is no halal food that i can see that Tun can eat, so Okay la, no big loss anyway, cause its hard to eat dim sum with only three people, no syok la. Then we head to this kopitiam. After ordering, Jay calls. I make Thomas answer cause I'm still sulking. Then it turns out that Jay has a conscience after all because he's at the restaurant and wondering where the heck we are. Laughing my head off, I go and fetch him. And i walk ALLL the way around the block only to find that i cold have just walked straight through. -_-"

So there I am waiting outside the Ming Tien restaurant. So embarassing, because I can't help but stare longingly at the Siu mai on other people's table... *drool*. And I'm wondering , where the heck is he la??!! I call him three times and he's sulking now because he's not picking up my calls! haha! Exasperating man... Then i have to call Tun to call Jay to ask him where he is. I got strange looks from people around me because i might have been a little loud and indignant.. *ahem* FINALLY after Tun telling me to look in the air cond room, I find him there giving me his smirky little grin. As cool as his shuet char. I say....

Then we kidnapped Linda!

No la, I called her and told her we were coming to pick her up in ten minutes. After wailing that she was still in pajamas, we drove up in front of this yellow house, which according to Tun was her house. I'm all like "eh i go press doorbell okay!!" but i chicken out last minute. Thank God, because it turns out that it wasn't her house at all and Tun wanted to trick me into pressing the doorbell!!! finally, we find Linda's house. I go down to bug her about coming with us because she was dilly dallying (funny word that). And the fellas drive off! And I'm standing there in blank shock. I peer out the gate. cannot see them. Peer out some more. Then they come driving back.

*glare*

*flip finger*

When we go to Jay's house, have to wait a while while waiting for him to ensure his room is underwear-free. The we play LIFE! i tell you, i miss that game so much. That and monopoly. We thrashed thomas by ganging up on him and taking away all but one of his LIFE tiles. HAHAHAHAH!! I ended up in third place with 1.5 million.

Then we had lunch in pool, or rather i stole some of Linda's fish and chips. I didn't win a single game......:( Practical was suprisingly easy. mail merge suddenly made sense. the moral of the story? play before exams. HAH!

Bimbo mush

SPM results came out yesterday. The night before, i was totally cool about it. Absolutely couldn't care less, stress less, or excited less. In fact, i stressed more over where to eat after getting results than teh actual results. I mean, I'm already in college, I should bloody well get at least 5 credits, which is the requirements on my conditional offer, so no impact really. But it turned out to be like SPM itself. I wasn't nervous right up to the last minute.

I had daddy pick me up after IMCOMM exams, and he drove me to school. I get there, meet up with Anaz, Lavi, Francine, and Kareen. We hang around the canteen waiting for results there (eeeww, what a great environment, NOT), because the hall is being used for the ABRSM theory exams. (ppfft. thank God that's over with). I expected results to be out at ten a.m., but they took a long time doing the analysis, and results only came at 11.

To be truthful, yeah i was curious about the results, and excited, but really, not nervous. I expected 5as, no more, no less. Before i got the results, my thoughts were

English - I will commit suicide if i get anythign less than a1 for english. I so swear. Guaranteed A.

Eng. Lit - One subject i really wanted to score in because i really loved the subject and had worked my brain off. It would have sucked if I had done badly for a subject i had so enjoyed. Got chance la for A.

BM - credit.. please..credit.. i don't want to have to take Bahasa Kebangsaan in college. Best hope - B4

Add Math - pass.. please pass... puuuhh leeeeeeeese Best hope - C6/5

Math - I have to get an a.. or Daddy will kill me.. A... or i will kill myself as well..because it was so easy..So okay, guaranteed A.

Moral - Oh God, i wish i hadn't written so much for that last essay. I kind of regret skipping all those moral classes now..Okay la, i don't regret it.. Best hope - A2

EST - what a joke subject. Guaranteed A, or there's a conspiracy against me.

History - I can't even tell you how many states there are in M'sia. I have to take a while before remembering that the red and white stripes represent the states. I used to barely scrap through history with marks like 40+. in form three!! (14, by the way. i told you i was slow) Although i am forever grateful to myself for checking the answers from the objective paper - i read the answers for Chinese Exam system. *smirk* Best hope - C5

Physics - I love physics. It's like math. Logic rules. The only science subject that i could score an A consistently in during school exams. Guaranteed A.

Biology - Oh lord, please let me be able to get Pn. Rose to be proud of me..... I actually do like the subject. I just can't answer the questions! Best hope - B3/4 (experiment was pretty easy)

So there. 5 expected A's. then I go to Pn. Nuraini and take the slip from her.

Chan.. Yin Khuan?

Ah? Uh.. No la Cikgu..

*Francine laughing* - No la teacher, Yuen Yee la!

*roll my eyes*

*hands me slip*

woah, a B4.. what's that ah.. oh BM.. right right, count number of A's first. Shit, so many different numbers. look at a's, look at a's... Hm.. one two three .. speed up speed up scan for anomalies.. *scan*

eh.

no anomalies. okay, ten subjects. take away BM for b.. ten minus one = nine.

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HOLY CRAPPY SHITTY F***ING COW HELL

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

"Eh. Cool" (brain hasn't caught up with mouth yet. mouth on autopilot, received information from eyes that saw no Cs)

*brain catches up*

*SCREAMS*
*hyperventilate*
*jumps around*
*more SCREAMING*
*hugs*

just so you know, my thinking process happened in a few seconds. maybe a few seconds too long, but what the hey. So yeah. Nine A's. HUGE shocker. especially Add Math. I kept telling people that i scored an A for Add math when i had only ever passed twice in my whole life. Even then i passed by a few measly marks.

I called Daddy first

harlo? daddy ah?

Ah, So how? (note he didn't even say hi, hee hee)

Ah.. i got nine.

Nine?.... ( you can totally hear his silent suprise here) Oh okay, that's good!

Ahh..B fo BM.

How about Add math? (not a suprise question to those who know my nerdy dad)

HAHAAHAHAHH... i got A2.

OH. okay.. good good..

compared to my mom

Halo Mi ah? I got nine

*screams*

hahahah... Then i get a call later from my sis, and she's just as suprised as I am, although Kyle's bro got all A1's or something like that.. But i don't care la cause I exceeded my expectations, and it's a nice feeling. Tra la la la la laaaaaaa! wheeeeee

After celebrating and screaming and jumping around with the rest of them (scored all a's duh) we had a nice time talking to Pn. Many, my physics teacher. Then we lunched at Chilli's in MV, and shopped around for a bit. Phones kept beeping with SMSes and calls from students and relatives, and most of everybody scored pretty well. Don't know anybody who failed, although i did hear about one girl from the lower classes failing BM. major ouch.

So yeah. the excitement has pretty much worn off. Mostly because it was totally luck. well, the extra 4As anyway. So i don't feel like i've earned it because i do know my own standards, and my standards are nowhere near 9As. In fact, the lack of math for the past four months have turned my brain into bimbo mush. So like.. I'm a bimbo! Without the looks.. But I like the delusion that I can be. hahah!!!

*hugs and kisses to all SPM-ers*

peace outtttt

weekend-er

playing on my mind - The Blower's Daughter~Damien Rice

Saturday was spent at the library again. Supposedly to have a study group, but we all know how those turn out. Kit, Tun, Linda and I hung at library talking till Jay came and we all headed to Pyramid for lunch. It's interesting to hang out with guys. We checked out butts, or rather Kit did, and Linda and I criticized his choices. There are so many fat asses out there who are under delusions that they look good in tight thin skirts that show off VPL. UGH!

So later, i was left alone at pyramid.. ALONEEEEE

I will tell you right now, it was not an experience i will ever want to repeat! Tun had to go fetch his bro and Jay followed him. Linda got a ride with Kit who had to leave. So that left me alone. for two hours.

Call me Princess, Call me siu jie. I hate being alone in ANY situation. Paranoia hits me. People who walk past are leering at me, the old man who is waiting for his wife turns into a creepy old pervert, the group of foreign workers who look at me are plotting to kidnap me or mug me. I feel UNSAFE!

So i buy a copy of Seventeen, find a bench and sit in the middle so no one can sit with me, plug my ears with my ZEN, and start reading. veeeeery sloooowwllllyyy.. Now i know why i rarely see women shop alone. It's PATHETIC. nobody shops alone! its almost like..an oxymoron. or a paradox. It's just wrong.

Sunday was much better. Spent the day at Sunway Lagoon with some cousins and family. I told Daddy to go straight past Pyramid to the parking lot where Tun and Kit always park, but why listen to me? I'm only the person who goes there to shop and eat lunch and watch movies there. Nooooooo, instead he has to listen to Mum who obviously remembers very well the last time we went there which was probably a year past ago. So we end up parking at the hotel parking. Then we walk for like 15 minutes to the hotel pool, only to find that the entrance to the wet park is closed, because they've closed the surf pool for renovation. so we walk back, and all the way through Pyramid to the entrance. Half and hour's walk. Imagine that. i could have deprived us of half an hour's of excercise if they had listened to me. How lucky.

Dry park was a bit of a bore for me. I only went on two rides: the snake head thingy and the river rapids. The snake ride is oen where you go up on an agonizingly slow pace and come wooshing down at what must be a 45 degree angle. It's a bit of a rush becuase you float for a milisecond, and there are no seatbelts or anything whatsoever. Just two metal bars at the side that you can feel your hands sliding off when you're going up. so yeah, i have a bruise on my right arm from pressing it so hard against the 'log' when we were flying off. Rapid Rivers was a total let down. the pump-y things that spout water from the top didn't work, so it was essentially a water ride. LAME. Sunway lagoon, you suck! at least the dry park. so many of its rides didn't work. blahhh

the wet park was better. I'm thinking i need a new swimsuit becuase my tankini fit fine, but it seemed to have gone shorter. not smaller, but shorter, which is terribly odd, because i havent grown much since i got the swimsuit. I spent most of the time pushing my seven year old cousin in the float round and round, seeing as how i can't swim. i was hoping to even out the colouring on my chest and arms, but i can't see much of a difference now really. bah, back to wearing tshirts.

soulmates

13 SIGNS OF YOUR SOULMATES

you've probably already read this on a chain letter or friendster, but.. what evs.



13. When your on the phone with them late at night and they hang up but you miss them already when it was just five minutes ago... um, no, haven't spoken on the phone like that.
12. You read their texts over and over again... i admit that.. it's true. even the lame no significance ones.
11. You walk really slow when you're with them... i would, but i'd get left behind.
10. You feel shy whenever you're with them... less and less, thank god.
9. When you think about them, your heart beats faster and faster... *heart attack* *arhythmia*
8. You smile when you hear their voice... yeah, it's like a bloody reflex.
7. When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you... all you see is him/her... well, i am super clumsy around him...
6. You start listening to slow songs, while thinking of them... all the time.
5. They become all you think about... well, not ALL the time.
4. You get high just from their scent... um. gross. but i do get happy when i see his favourite scent.
3. You realize that you're always smiling to yourself when you think about them... *grin*
2. You would do anything for them... even stepping aside and keeping my mouth shut.
1. While reading this, there was one person on your mind the whole time... whyyy..whyyyy you!but then... why not you.

bad luck with my stick

I am having BAD luck with my cue stick. okay, not MY cue stick, but basically i mean i suck at pool now. I just lost all but two games today. And I played quite a few games! like... an hour before class and another hour after. Plus, i whacked Jay AGAIN UNINTENTIONALLY... the ball jumped again.. I blame it all on the cold temperature in the club. i had to take off my blazer because it was terribly constricting, and all i had on was a spag top that showed off FATS. Plus i was wearing the skirt that keeps riding up, so that adds to the coldness. So i kept missing. And when i miss near shots, i get pissed with myself. And when i get pissed with myself, i start swearing like anything. In my defence, I am very competitive. And i only swear during pool. So yes..

My ball almost hit some balls

I would like to start my saying it was a completely unintentional accident!

but still bloody hilarious nonetheless.

What happened was after class was over, me and Linda were supposed to go for the student council meeting, at 3:15. While waiting for time to pass, Jay and I went to play pool *yay*. I was taking my shot at the middle pocket, which was a pretty direct hit, all i had to do was shoot it straight in front. Jay was standing directly behind the middle pocket, and told me to aim lower. So of course i listen to the sifu who taught me how to play right! so I aim lower, but then!

the ball jumped.

and by jumping, i mean it hopped off the table.

and hit Jay's..um.. area

again, i repeat, it was a total ACCIDENT!

And besides, i don't think it hit him that hard.. he didn't buckle over too much or anything... i hope.. I don't know, i was laughing too much. But anyway, we managed like four games on fourty five minutes, and i won like.... one...i think... yeah, i'm pretty sure i won..i think... i can't remember anything except for the "balls" incident. MUAHHAHAHAH!!!

So yes, after that, i went for the student council meeting with Linda. They were fillign up the leftover posts which had nobody from last week's meeting. Linda got the post of assistant Promotions and Advertising. Then they came to Logistics, which even the Advisor said would be more of a guy's job because it had to do with moving stuff, and basically manual stuff la, i guess. But the way the guy described what the job entails, the more it sounded like stuff I'd already done in Interact for almost three years. So Chandni nominated me. And no one else got nominated.

So by default, i got the post, without even going through the second-ing of the nomination. hah!!!

and the best thing about it!

WE GET BUSINESS CARDS!

how cool is that!!!!

I'm already looking forward to post break exams.. i can't believe I'm actually enjoying college this much. This is fun-ness!