The last post

  I won't be blogging any more here or anywhere else. But I just can't delete this blog. So, its a goodbye.

Totally not living it up

  So, I'm waiting for that perfect moment to GO BACK HOME. In another 2 weeks will be the Raya hols and like crazy I'm waiting to go home. I'm having Algebra test 2 next week and assignments and Physics which I can hardly grasp. I think I'll roll myself into a ball and hop around if I didn't copy Polar Bear's assignment. >.<

  I did the worst thing-bullied my lab partner. I'm always asking him to do everything and... made him mad. =X

  I'm shameless when it comes to copying assignments, getting biscuits(or any kind of food in that matter), taking pictures (posing like Malaysia's next rock-bottom model) and bullying my lab partners.

  About the Polar Bear update... there's this girl called Pineapple that's totally in love with him! Allow the squares to take over triangle! Triangles are too compact for 4 people.

  Oh well.. I need a life! For a start, to get people to ask me why the world isn't square.

The durian cravings

So, before I start...

You guessed it right! I went for durian buffet and it was awesome-until someone burped in the car. GROSS!

  So, since the day I got down for my semester holidays I've been pestering my parents to get me durian. So, my mom got me the one's near my house and it was tasteless. I was not satisfied and showed a sullen face.
 
  Today dad called and went like: 'Lets go SS2 to eat durian.'

  So, my dad is like this 'I'm-totally-against-durian' kind of person so my mom and I ate durian. RM 15 for one person to eat D24 and for Kampung durian is RM9 per person. They'll give you a roll of tissue and there is water provided at a corner.

  What can I say? The flesh was thick and sweet and I felt like vomitting after just a few 'biji' because it was really filling (I regretted eating breakfast). My mom until now still goes like: 'The man at the stall said "RM 15 makan sampai pengsan".'

  So, I've gained more weight since the day I came back! Some fat pics of ma-self.

PS: Durian is awesome until you burp it out!

The difference between big girls and small girls

  My roommate is a big girl-just like me. And the other day, she was telling me how guys actually found big girls dependable and having a gold value to be used. So, at that time, I didn't take her word seriously at all. UNTIL NOW.

  So, there was this guy that kept asking me questions on this and that instead of asking my course mate friend whom very clearly is as smart as me. The difference between us is she is model-skinny and I'm queen-sized mattress. =X So, why can't he ask her instead of me?

  While all the "small girls" get boys to really talk to them (a solid conversation that doesn't include assignments and tutorials), the big girls never. All I get is boys asking me 24-7 about homework and assignments. (Boys are supposed to be better in engineering?) So, I began thinking about what my roommate said and realised boys were constantly asking her about homework and the permission to copy her assignments and project info. Absolutely idiotic.

  Based on how and what I had for dinner today, I don't think I'm ever entering the skinny club. OH WELL!

How it all started

  Okay, so Cheng Yi thinks that the story I wrote was based on how I'm feeling. YES and NO at the same time babe! See, the inspirations I got was from a book I read (Gossip Girl crazily) and recent happenings! Let's start with the happenings first!

  So, as I'm already in University the spread of rumours about people having relationships is a everyday topic to fill in the boring life-especially if you nod your head and sleep in class. Now, we introduce the characters. The first character is my friend, this seriously hot and cute chick, we'll call her Cutie. Next, comes Mr. D and Polar Bear. Mr. D and Polar Bear are best friends. The thing is, they are both in love with the same girl, Cutie. Cutie falls for Mr.D, and leaves Polar Bear in the dumps. Polar Bear, known for his thick fats and everlasting fur, doesn't give up. He still tries his best everyday to woo Cutie.

  BACK TO ME
  How do I get myself into the tangled mess? I was the one who introduced Mr.D to Cutie! There are times I feel I should have introduced Polar Bear to Cutie instead... Oh well, who wants to mess with a bear? Now, feeling guilty, I try to get Polar Bear to be with somebody else (these are the two people I'm trying to push together). But, my efforts so far are proved futile...S.A.D people!

  So, this girl I'm trying to get to be with Polar Bear is another awesome friend of mine. She is super-hot with a model's body and really beautiful. So with me, as usually, things get very very exaggerated! I thought what a combination they would be-totally rocking the whole campus! Another things that makes them meant-to-be is that Polar bear recently officially announced that he needs to lose weight as he is constantly sinking into ice water..BOO! So, this friend of mine can really help him lose weight with therapy and... I don't know-I don't need to lose weight, right?

  So now, I don't know how to push them together, I even thought of their children's names already. Just remember the son's name is really meaningful. The meaning to his name is "Too Full". Please get creative and translate it into Mandarin (tai bao). So, that's the first part.

THE SECOND PART
  There is this really nice senior and I found out through facebook that he has a girlfriend! I had to sing Justin Beiber's 'that should be me'!

  Thinking of all these events, I decided to write the story with it all blended up. The story is from the point of view of Polar Bear.

Goodbye

  It was a hot and humid afternoon where her vision was blurred by sweat that dripped and flowed into her large hazel-brown eyes. The pain was intense and humiliating. She should know better. She watched him eye green-jacket-girl with a desire of unknown boundary and the pain numbed her head. She felt like she had been eaten up from the inside and tears started to leak. Her friend next to her eyed her with beady eyes wearily. 'Too hot, too much sweat.' She referred to her tears.

  The green-jacket-girl ignored the guy staring at her and pretended to study history about civilization with a Calculus book underneath. She leaned her head on the table and closed her eyes. Maybe the pain would go away faster this way. It seemed wrong to fall for her buddy. He was her best friend. And she loved him. With all her soul and heart. And her heart was-breaking. Instead of telling him that she needed him, she was helping them get together. She was passing messages for them, she was telling him things about her-green-jacket-girl. He was happy. He had finally found the love of his life. And green-jacket-girl responded equally with a positive attitude, directly proportional. Where does that leave her? Outside the perfect circle only enough places for two people?

  She sucked in deep as her car arrived and dashed across the road to meet him. Standing in front of him, she was speechless. Finally, she spoke. ' Ian, I'm leaving the country tomorrow to further my studies in Chemistry. Goodbye.' With that, she turned and dashed into the car, her body shaking and choking on tears hard.

  This is for Ginny Lim and Hemlatha. It was inspired by a story I read and the recent happenings.

Happiness that hurt

I was in my dad's car in Malacca and we were having a good time after eating Asam Laksa in Jonker Street and buying forbidden food for beauty queens (or anybody who gives a damn about losing weight). I saw this particular shop that brought back memories deep from the past that haunted me. It was a shop that sold mattresses. Yet, it was special. It reminded me of someone that was once so close to me and now so far. No way this is about a guy. Its about a friend. I miss her (even if she really is evil-evil-evil to the max). There are some people in life you can never get over no matter how time flies and that one person stupidly is her. My first glance made me happy to the core and left a devastating pain later in my heart when I realised the person who shared those experiences with me was no longer there for me.

  I wonder why the world is so unfair.