the lecturer who wrote on the wall.

Im in class.

The china boy, the czech boy and I are all seated in the back. The three of us brought our macbooks today and the only power point is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy at the back of the room. We are now sharing chargers like its a communal toilet.

boring eh. i dont think anyone is listening. he’s just dictating his notes word for word. he’s a nice guy though. apparently no one in the class failed the recent assignment. no one got a PASS either. results are apparently either credits, distinctions and high distinctions. I’ll take comfort in the fact that i’ll be going home with at least a credit. I heard news that no one in my international law class failed pun. so i guess..ive done OKAY. but this is just the start. i have two more months of hell to go through. things are only going to get HELL-er from here.

i think.. ill have some fun with the Garage application and record the lecture again. on the other hand. jantah inda cali. inda brapa nyaring suaranya hari ani. NGALEH kali ya. huhuhuhuhu.

random.

its 8 in the morning. Yoga isnt until 9:30. but i sengaja bangun awal because i know it takes me 87238472347 hours to get from my bed to the door. kenapa kan tu? kenapa nah?

Ive finished my assignment. Now moving on to a 5000 word essay. cubatah ah essay essay ani sanang ah then maybe i wouldnt complain as much. mcm KUCING saya kah. Kawan karib saya kah.. saya sebatang pen kah.. saya sebatang PENYAPU kah.. saya seorang PAHLAWAN MELAYU kah..saya seorang PENIPU kah.. ataupun paling ku suka yang main sambung sambung cerita? mcm..

“Pada petang itu si Awang berjalan di kawasan rumahnya untuk mengurangkan lemak lemak dibadannya….”

skali aku sambung: kenapa di kawasan rumahnya. kenapa inda di tasik?

ataupun..sambung cerita ini..

“Pak Abu telah membeli seekor kucing .. ”

aku sambung: “Bagus! Saya pun ada kucing.. nama kucing saya Hari. dia berumur saya tidak tahu. Warna bulu nya sikit sikit kuning sikit sikit oren. kadang kadang Hari kelihatan seperti kucing farsi. tetapi bukan. kawan saya shasha juga mempunya kucing.”

ataupun.. aku sambung : “Jangan pecaya! Pak abu adalah seorang yang PENIPU!”

KAN. siok bah yang main sambong2 cerita ah.. buleh tarus jadi karangan kucing saya ataupun saya seorang penipu ataupun.. bermacam2 lagi lah.

huhuhu. ataupun form 1 punya COMPENSATION. lol. confident COMPENSATION .. COMPOSITION. lol. i remember talking about mystical creatures like unicorns and mermaids alot in my high school compositions.. why ah?

anyway. morning shishi.

papai.

passionfruit.

Currently getting caffeinated with instant coffee and a piece of whats left of last night’s passionfruit tart that looks like a cheese cake. Si Nad ani mcm tau saja aku craving for passionfruit. Usually this time around (pms) id be craving for mangoes, but somehow.. my craving’s asking for PASSIONFRUIT. stylo mylo jua minta passion fruit kawin anak raja kali sudah cravings ku ani. huhuhu. but yeah. Nad came over last night and gave us this passion fruit tart that looks like a cheese cake. so i was like ‘eh nad cheese cake kah?’ and she went ‘tak, its a passionfruit tart!’ and i was like ‘no.it can’t be. but it looks like a cheese cake!’ and she was like ‘tak! its passion fruit’ and i was like ‘eh. tapi usulnya mcm cheesecake ah’. and she was like, ‘have a try’ and i did.. and it was WONDERFUL

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This could easily be the best passion fruit tart that looks like a cheese cake ive ever had in my whole life. itss even better than PASSIONFRUIT. lol. u know. like how a rambutan cake is better than a rambutan?? huhuhuhu there’s a slice left on the kitchen counter. might save that for tea.

huhu opps. i forgot to take out my teaspoon out of the mug. how very MANI like. huhuhuhu. i really dont get it with indian drivers. they drink with their pinkies up and at the same time they would have their teaspoons still in the mug whilst drinking. kalau aku mana ku tahan tu. huhu juling rasanya. huhuhu.

oh. ive also remembered that i still got work to do.

kacau tia keraja ani. potong steam.

kiss me.

Assignment update

woohoo. only 1300 more words to go.

*yawn* wooo..*yawn* hooooooooooooooo.

awu i’m sounding like im the BUSIEST girl in this whole wide world.

because I AM.

yes. in the whole. fucking.world.

my wootak is ready to explode. 2500 word essay due tommorow.

???? i can;t even write a 2500 essay man.

what is wrong with MEE???????????????????????????

maybe im just thinking too much in to it kali???? its not like my kepala is blank. there’s just so much in my head i dont know where to start.i dont know. i dont know. i dont know.

……………………..

ok let me plan this essay out again.

Aquarium Basar.

Seumur hidup kami inda kami pernah tau urang tepikir kan jadi bedukang. But then again. life is full of surprises.

Mun imitating a badukang. Paying attention to the most critical detail of the jenkum eating fish, its whiskers

i guess a roll of dental floss goes along way!!!!

EH ESKIUSME CAN U PAY FOR HALF OF MY TIKET?

Last night before going to sleep i went through a LONG list of comedians on the 2008 Comedy Festival site for the guy i saw on Thank God You’re Here last year. I remembered him because he’s the funniest guy ive seen on the show, and i thought i might catch him at the comedy festival. but i didnt cause i didnt know his name.

anyway, we went to catch Rove live at Melbourne’s town hall. The last time i was there,it was just before my year 12 exams and i was holding my school flag ON STAGE and lip synchingg my way through the Australian National Anthem in front of 500 parents. My sisters joked that i looked like a fish gasping for air. Thats what you get when jubor itamz trying to be jubor putehz. tau tau inda tau lagu national anthem Australia hahah OOPS. Anyway, as we entered the town hall last night i thought it was really ironic to find a FISH BOWL on the stage. huhuhu.

see. fish bowl. FEEESH. BOWWWWWWWWWWL. With Rove’s name written in fish shit.


Molly, Amal, Din & Fauzi


Kacau tia orang ani.


the list of (hundreds!)shows that were on on that day..oh and a man’s bald spot.

We found our seats. Which was rather uncomfortable lah. i was sitting next to this PLUS size girl who shouldve PAID for half of my ticket because she had her bum filling up half of my seat ALL NIGHT (when the show was over, she wasn’t PLUS anymore she was just FAT!). And then Rove came out. His show was OK LAH, SO-SO, BULEH LAH (SUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEEEEEDDD!!!!!!!) . It was rather dry pulang. his jokes. he is not as good as a stand up as he is a tv-talk host. but it was expected.the main reason for us to go was to see him, LIVE (thats LAAAIV) at least ONCE. huhuhu. whatever it is.. i’d pick watching Mun doing her Azhan impressions ..any day lah FREE lagi tu. My friend Mun is quite the comedian. hahahaahah. Anyway, there were shows going all night at the Town Hall. Someone called Ross Noble was on next ..

I was telling Airul a few weeks ago how i was going to watch Rove for the Comedy festival. and he mentioned something about a guy called Ross Noble being really funny. But we were a tad dissapointed after Rove, we decided to leave straight home.

so now. remember how i was looking for that british guy, who was really funny, on thank god you’re here? (first paraghraph.hello?)well. turns out his name is ROSS NOBLE funny ah!?…. thats almost as funny as having a fat girl’s bum filling up half of my seat. *sigh*. if we only knew ROSS NOBLE was on next i wouldve stayed and bought tickets to see him!!!!!!!!!!! and cryyyyy laughing!!!! orrr would I? Hmmm? ahaha APAKAN. not but seriously. ross noble ross noble ross noble. HIS NAME IS ROSS NOBLE. sasakkuuuuuu!!!!
SASAKKU!!!!!!!!!!!!! .. its ok la. next time. huhuhu.


i made a search on youtube and found his scene from TGYH. huhuhu. the spontaneous things he comes up with!! hahaha
‘switch on the light, switch on the light’. oh those in Brunei would probably spend a life time uploading the video. unless you really appreciate comedy, dont bother. huhuhu.

For now, i vow never to see rove live and waste my money like that EVER AGAIN. if i want to see him..ill just watch him on tv. sorry rove. i love you and everything..but.. it just wasn’t good enough. eseh. huhuh. but you are still Australia’s no 1 talk show host in my heart.

kiss me.