A happy day…..

Today’s a happy day for me! Apart from my unworkable WinCE project, my family’s coming to Penang~ and it’s my dad’s bday today too~ and me, daarsh, jes and nesha r going for early dinner in Old Town too~

Hehe.

My dad wants to repair my car on Sat.. but I wanna play badminton on that day.. felt bad for rejecting my friends 2 times in a row.. Will sort things out with my parents tonight la. I’m gonna ask my 2nd aunt and see if she allows me to drive her car back to Penang, which btw, won’t please my mum cause she totally hates other people driving other people’s car. Haih. Drive oni ma. It’s not like, murder someone or set fire on houses.

But anywhoos, it’s not like I (or my friends) will die if I don’t play badminton this weekend wat. So, last option, I’ll reject my friends for the 3rd time in a row la.

My happy mood should not be spoilt because of this!

What do you do when you are feeling strangely restless?

Working is mundane. Mundane. MUN-DA-NE. Or is it just me? I’ve been trying to get the WinCE automation script working but the script seems to be against me. Really, I’m getting tired of this. I’ve started this tiny project like 2 months ago and everything is working up until when the script decided to die on me. How lovely.

Next year will be my final year of studying. I’ve began to appreciate the years that I’ve been enjoying in uni knowing that I won’t be enjoying them anymore … soon. Final year freaks me out. Terribly. I have no frickin idea of what to do and thinking about it is seriously nerve-racking.

Thinking back when I was in first year… I was so damn carefree until reality hits me. *Gosh, take 2 subjects oso cannot score ar?* Then I began to study damn frickin hard. And yay, I got like a super high CGPA, and then to realise that foundation studies’ result are not brought forward to graduate studies. Oh damn.

So I enjoyed my 2nd year… English became my first language. Haha. Sometimes I feel lonely at heart. I didn’t have much friends within my own batch, I think. Maybe I’m not very friendly to start off with. Maybe I’m contented being within my group of friends (you know who you are, if you’re reading this) that I don’t go and make new ones. I’m not good at starting off conversations with new people so I may come off as a snob/arrogant bitch. Really, I’m not. Perhaps under “circumstances” shaped me this way.

Yeah, whatever.

My third year started off with a resolution to lose weight. Look pretty. Haha. Big joke it is. The pressure of getting better results are on me. Pimples start sprouting out my face. Gosh. Les face terribles.!!! (Ok, I created my own “French” ) For sometime I was quite down. And sad too. Whoever that said “looks doesn’t matter” is a big big liar. Because looks does count! My aunt gave me a solution of going for facials.. It did helped quite a lot.. I’ve been maintaining it for sometime and hopefully my face will become better.

Eh, I’m supposed to be ranting about how restless I am.

Hmm. Having wrote so much here makes me not so restless anymore. I’m gonna make myself a cuppa coffee+milo+milk powder and start on my script. Hopefully it works.

*With fingers crossed*

Privacy

Everyone needs their privacy.

Even from the closest people you could ever think of.

MY BODY ACHES !!!

I went for a new class yday at Fitness Studio. It’s called Body Pump and oh boy, did I not pump hard..

The instructor, Celia asked if there’s any newcomers, and I put my hand up. She asked me to use 2 kilos for the weight bar as I’m new.

Warming up is fine.. she started with elbows exercising with weights. Then thigh exercise. Within the next 20 times, my thigh muscles are shaking like hell. The moment she shouts “SINKO”, my heart screams, “OHMYPHUCKINTHIGHS!”

Chest exercise started off okay.. Imagine us lying on step board and holding the weights 90 degrees upward. And up. And down. And when my biceps/triceps almost gave way, Celia shouts, “DON’T GIVE UP NOW! YOU’RE RIDDING OFF THE EXTRA FATS OFF YOUR HANDS. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE HERE FOR!”

On top of that, Celia pays extra attention to newcomers incase they accidentally injure themselves. Cannot “tou lan” oso.

Straight after Celia’s class, I attended another class called Body Balance. The instructor, Wendy is reli cool and funny. She like to make jokes, in a good way of cuz. At the last part where she meditates, I fell asleep. Seriously. I didnt hear her saying anything. Ok, I did hear something but I just didnt want to get up. U know, i’m on lazy mode.. hehe. But then when everyone start sitting up, I had to (reluctantly) get up. Haha.

Bought bread from Continental for lunch. They don’t have my Graham Cheese! Huhuhu.

Oh btw, Starbucks’s Hazelnut Hot Chocolate is REALLY GOOD.!!! It feels like gulping a tumble of choc from Charlie n the Choc Factory’s river of choc. Yummylicious.!!

Hehe. Dont know how to end this.. whatever. Tadah!

LG’s Bday

It’s LG’s bday so

we went to SegaFredo to celebrate

she looked pretty and so does the cake. :p

At first we all control macho. I mean cun. Girls r cun, guys r macho.

But then the guys suddenly ki siao.

So the gals oso ki siao.

But we all had fun. Hehe. And looking at the bill was sure fun too.

Gosh.

Look how fast my money runs.

This is only two of the “documented” calculations. It’s not inclusive of my shopping spree in Fila the other day that cost me 120 bucks.. dinner in Nandos, Fish n Co., movies on Sat n Sun AND coffee in Starbucks + CoffeeBean.

I know money doesn’t drop from the sky and so hence I’m trying to work overtime to claim it all… but working as an intern doesn’t earn much for OT.. 1 hr is around RM5. 5-frickin-bucks. I claimed for 18 hrs last month… so I’ve got a total of RM 100 extra in my account.. woo hoooo….

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On the other hand, I’ve found a squash court finally! It’s located in N-Park. Seriously, if you’re a first timer in looking for courts in N-Park, you won’t find it. I didn’t know it’s right inside the apartment and on the highest floor of a building. Luckily when I was finding for a carpark, I saw Chris. He brought me up… I didn’t know my dept’s ppl are so health conscious.! Most of them are there. It’s good to sweat it out once.. yoga doesn’t make u sweat like how badminton does. That’s the reason I still like playing sports rather than full time switch to practising yoga.

Will go squash with Daarsh on Thursday. It’s quite near our apartment after all.

Argh!

Lately I’ve been really busy… no, not with work. Not exactly with my social life too… I dunno what i’m really busy with, but I just feel very tired at the end of the day..

I’ve taken up yoga/aerobics classes at Fitness Studio… It’s really cool xcept that my whole body aches like HELL after each classes. Walking aches my legs.. Sitting down aches my upper torso and turning my body aches the whole body. Taken some painkillers to cool it down..

Money problems seem to be plaguing me too. With my recent spendings on yoga clothes, classes at Fitness Studio, all for the sake of slimming and keeping fit… Hmm. I hope it’s working though…

Might be going to Ipoh this weekend.. It’ll all depends on Chris and Audrey.. hopefully can make it.. i’m in the mood of travelling in a cheap mode.. hehe..

Photos say it all…

This is the pic of me and Chris. Remember I said I’ll put one up when I find one?