i heart twilight!

or rather Rob Pattinson..! I know, i know…I’ve been bitten and smitten wholly by the irresistable vampire, Edward Cullen… (who could resist his smug and shy smile, not to mention his __) *melts*

Though i found the girl, Kirsten Stewart rather pretty (alike Emma Watson in some ways), she can’t really act! Be it happy, sad, terrifying, her face emotions remain the same, scared and sullen look. Well. At least she’s not PMSing like Hermione Granger in the movie. Hehe.

And when I got back from Kuantan, I went to find the OST…. and my fav song from the movie is this.. (lyric as follows:-)

Iron & Wine
Flightless Bird, American Mouth

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down

This song has been in my playlist from yesterday till now… Its super jiwang, I know.. but i’m kinda still in the “Twilight” mode… so I’ll listen to this particular song till I muak.. den it’ll be off my list. Hehe.

*updated* You can listen to the song in this link

I heart Rob Pattinson!

You know you love me,
XOXO

Grad photos~

Yes i know this post came a little too late… now or never isn’t it?

I love my graduation. It was the bestest week i’ve ever had in the whole year! Everything seems to pass by soooo fast and i didn’t even have the time to visit the convo grounds! *sigh* One consolation is that i heard the convo fair was like past years, so i guess i didn’t miss anything.

Had a fantabulous Convo dinner on Saturday nite. Wore my sister’s strapless black dress.. i thought the organisers might have a say or two about my dress, being strapless and all.. but oh well i brought back up! hehe.. hidden in my small little blue bag is a little black bolero in case they disapprove my “dress”. Heh. Well. Looking at what Kul and Leesh wore, I guess i lost to them hands down.

The girls~~

Kul, Regina, Hex, Me and Kenna

Inspired by the mime, insisted by ex-roomie (to do it, of cuz!)

Aisha and Me

The pipers~

Deli, Me, Haidar, Farah

My convo is held in the morning session… and the rest of the gang in the afternoon! Sucky sucky. But well it’ll be a good thing for my parents, cuz they can leave straight from KL to JB on the same day. Plus they can escape the heat of the desert!

We queued up in front of Building 21. It was really fun catching up with friends and snapping random photos with everyone, anyone. And I forgot to take bfast! Felt a little giddy but luckily I had some sweets stashed in my handbag. When the choir group sang UTP song.. i felt a little sebak in my chest. At that moment, I felt like all these years I’ve studied (like crazy) and it’s just for today. And never have i felt so proud standing here in UTP.. and small tears flooded my eyes. It’s truly a moment to remember.

With Mummy and Papa

Chivas and Vodka (as nicknamed by Larry)

Nic and Me

Hex, Me and Regina

Zerc and Me

The gang (without Alan) graduated!!!

iT/iS peeps~

Me, Frank, Rtn Arthur and Aaron

Me and Ex-Roomie

And suprisingly I received so many flowers and teddies from my family and friends! Thanks Mum, Dad, FY and UA for the lovely roses and teddies… Thanks Ang Khian for the cute Wall-E, Renu for the beautiful daisies, Kisi and Prem for lovely roses and Joey for the cute little teddy and roses.

I left around 6 plus from the Chancellor’s Complex.. and left straight for Kerteh after that wif Renu. Sigh. i love my convocation.

You know you love me,
XOXO

Convo Preparation~

Check list~

1. Convo dinner baju – check
2. Convo ceremony baju – not-check-yet
3. Enuff clubbing clothes – check
3. Enuff money? – double check bank acc! hoho…

now i just can’t wait to go for convo~! Altho I know im gonna die when I’m back in Kerteh… with partners submission around the corner… but welll its OKAY! play first… den die later… hehehe.. seems to be my motto recently..

till then…..u know u love me,
xoxo

Petikan of chatting just now~

Was talking to a junior of mine.. just thought this conversation is reli cute.

Kee Hui:
if in kl need to curi besi at night la to survive
haha

Qi Hua:
hahaha
den in kerteh wanna survive i go curi what?
hehe

Kee Hui:
curi lembu lo
got lots of lembu there
kan??

Hahaha. Mebe I shud seriously think of this option.

Scandal!

Scene 1.
Batch Dinner in a fancy hotel. Everyone look fanta-bulous! Goodbye to jeans, shirts and knickers, say HELLO to evening gowns, strappy high heels and fedora hats! Dinner was good, montage was great, finale was fantastic!

Scene 2.
“Antara Revolusi Sexuilisme, Melayuisme dan Omputihlime di UTP” became the hot topic of the week here! Some UTPian wrote a blog entry about how the UTP Malays have adopted the Orang Putih habits, bla bla bla. Haloo. We’re currently living in the 21st Century now. You can go bek to ur 18th Century if you want to.

Scene 3:
Rector issued a public warning for those who have “tarnished the image of the university through demeanning behaviour”.

Scene 4:
Public uproar! (Okay, I exaggerated ) Well, the committee issued an explanation, which sounds pretty much reasonable and the blog owner issued a public apology. Hmmm.

*********

Whoa. Wonder why such a small thing can turn out so huge. Some people have nothing better to do kot. Study la people.. finals are like what, now?

Women = Root of Evil?

If WOMAN = TIME, TIME = MONEY, MONEY = EVIL;

Hence WOMAN = EVIL.

But recently my “friend’s friend” send him back another equation.

If TIME= MONEY And MONEY = EVIL

When WOMEN = TIME X MONEY, Then WOMEN = EVIL^4.

@_@ Hmm. We’ll see. WE’LL SEE.

Thought of the Day

One man’s meat is another man’s poison.

Think about it, peeps.

Days of my life

I am particularly sleepy today.. I didn’t drink my usual dose of Chek Hup today.. Stock finishing soon, and I didn’t want to get myself addicted now as we’re only halfway of the semester.. Too much coffee is not good for ANYONE and being a serious addict myself, I have been trying my best to cut down my caffeine intake.

Today I went for CE class in Building 21. Apparently our lecturer is busy with something and had to cancel class. Haish. And there looking my best, class pulak cancel. Apalah. Went to Mr Lai’s office to get the questionaires for the PF project and I happened to see his laptop, which reminded me one day in class that he suddenly announced he wanted to sell his laptop. Hmm. Seriously, his laptop looks quite well-kept, except it’s HUGE. It’s most probably 17-inch kot. Hehe. No thank you, I still prefer my 12.1 inch lappy.

And today I attended Malaysian Studies as well! Hehe. Told Kul I wanted to leave earlier to put pressure in my tires. And oh my gawd, guess what I found out. My back tyre is punctured! We saw a HUGE screw on the tyre, which most probably caused the tyre flat. I doubt I can survive driving the rough roads to Tronoh, so I had the petrol station guy to change my tyre. This guy, according to Kul, seems very unfit as he was huffing and puffing so much while changing it. I didn’t realise it cuz I was too busy freaking out calling my parents to tell them what happened. Calling mum was not quite a wise choice cuz she freaked out as soon as she heard it. Perhaps thats how I quite easily freak out. ANYWHOOS. Called dad and he said just change tyre and go Tronoh to fix it. I really love my dad la. He’s as cool as a cucumber at times like this.

So off me and Kul went to Tronoh to fix the tyre. It’s in the shop opposite Pink Shop. Never really notice it, since this is my first experience with punctured tyres. And while the man was fixing my tyre, this creepy guy came and talk to me. When I mean creepy, I reli reli reli mean it.! He was speaking in Canto, which I don’t understand at all. Den he ask me, “Are you Malay?” I’m like, “No”. After finding out where I am from, Creepy-guy still continue talking and talking about high cost of living in Singapore and JB. OMG. I almost totally ignored him, giving occasional glances at my watch and pretend to look busy. Kul just ignored him straight. At last he left and I breathed in relief! Phew! -Wipe sweat-

And that’s when I went for Msian Studies class. When we approached the door, Kul said, “Wow, we’re more than half an hrs late”. Hmm. Wanna know my record? Last Monday, I came for Mr Lai’s class one and a half hrs LATE for a two hour class. Hehe. Technically I can just skip it lar but then I felt bad for not going for his class. Though showing up that late doesn’t seem to bother him, I made up my mind NOT to be late for any of his class anymore. So far so good. Hehe.

My new Msian studies lecturer is actually quite smart but he is not humourous at all. But at least he knows his stuff. Ask him anything about Msian history and he’ll talk away as if it his personal life. Hehe. I felt bad for him as students are dozing off in class and he noticed it as well. He said, “I see many people nodding, but I’m sure it’s not nodding because you understand, more like because you are sleeping”. Haha. Nevertheless, I like him better this week.

Have to sleep soon. Tomoro have to send Chia Ming to Medan Gopeng at 7.20! AM! Gosh, I hope I can wake up.

Anywhoos. HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY MALAYSIA!

Dirty dancing havana nights~~~

Rum Jungle rawks~~~

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Sometimes I wonder how fast a person’s heart change. And why it did.

Rtn Arthur said something about the “laws of attraction” of someone who attract someone or something into your life. It must have been something you have said and done that had “attracted” that someone or something in your life. During the AGM, it was quite obvious that he was talking about attracting “money” into RACUTP to increase funds but I was thinking otherwise.

Friends come and go. Lovers maybe last even shorter.

Nahhh, I have given up love in my life. Perhaps next time, I will have better luck.