Daily EpiDose

Hey all… life here is back to its mundane busyness.. and i made a few important discoveries.

1. Yes, that MissKnowItAll is currently up-and-coming on my friends list. (I said I’d have to apologize.. Blog 1)

2. Apple-Boy is so amazing! His brain.. is phew! He comes up with the coolest ideas.. for instance this thingy we have to do for Fathers’ Day. Cool idea with simple and innocent plot + characters. But knowing how things kinda get warped around me.. it started from a simple loving relationship between father and child turned into a fiasco involving pondans, Chee Cheong Kai imitation watches and holey red panties. Hmmm…

3. Making a few more friends, but currently plagued by a certain someone who won’t let go.. and makes irritating and offending remarks to my friends, and about everything else. Luckily she hasn’t offended me. Yet. If so.. RRRIIIIAAAAOOOOWWWWWWW!!

Other than that, nothing else has been happening. In fact.. too much that I don’t have the time to write about it.. and so much that I’ve forgotten it all.

It’s good as a daily-day-by-day account thing.

Besides that, I’ve come to my main point. I MISS YOU GUYS!! Whoever I haven’t seen in like ages! This (majority of you guys out there, but won’t read this anyway) This year… is OUR year.. the year we turn 21! (or like for a few unfortunate some.. turnED 21)

Gawd.. I miss everything.. and this guy opposite me in the CC is playing some sentimental song.. so yeah.. i’m feeling extra mushy. Haih. If you actually read this la…

In college, we’re supposed to refine our observation skills and art sense.

Well, after a while here, observations are as such:

1. Coffee Bean takeaway paper cups (for hot drinks) compared to Nescafe tin (the long tall ones) make better ashtrays.

CoffeeBean:

Good: Big mouth. Hardy. Long lasting. Slits can be cut at the sides to hold your ciggie.

Bad: Gotta put water unless u want a burning ashtray. Spills contents if toppled.

Nescafe:

Good: Doesn’t burn. Doesn’t spill when toppled over. Small mouth keeps the smell at a minimum.

Bad: Due to its shape, easily falls. Metal heats up whenever you dispose of ciggie. Small mouth requires a lot of concentration when flicking ash - very tiring. No place to hold cig.

2. KL water is so.. unbelievable.

Recently, a new door was fixed in the bathroom of the hse where I stay. After 4 days or so.. I saw lotsa dark brown splatter-marks on the door. basically, its the drops of water that splash from the shower, that have evaporated. YEEEE–UCCCKKS.

to be continued as I learn and sharpen my skills…

This is a kinda mass email thingy coz sometimes no time to write so much, no money to surf internet so much (unlike those lucky few who have free 24hr access..damn u!) and drawing uses a lotta handwork..so naturally..hands sometimes too lazy to type so much. Hehe.. only those GOOD friends of mine will constantly check this.. the rest.. hmph(if ur close to me) and the others, well, couldn’t possibly be bothered..I’m not bothered too! (din mean to sound mean, but reading too much Chick-Lit these days hence trying to balance with the classic Chronicles of Narnia…)

Ok.. part 2 to my life here so far.. if anyone’s interested..

If you read my previous blog.. u shd know who i’m talking about. Well, thank goodness she isn’t in my class. But as we pass each other in the corridors, she always smiles meaningfully at me. /:| (still dunno why..freaky as in stalker-freaky. but i do get lotsa stares and weird smiles..must be my recent "different" haircut.pam and layhoon..whadya think?)

So..I’m now officially residing PJ once again.. and my room’s pretty nice! Hehe.. the landlord was like, "Do whatever u want, as long as u are comfortable." (YAY!) Am thinking about picking up some lime green & black paint on the way back..and calling PCK bout some nice par-Kuet, connises and greek-styled pillars. MMmm..life is good.

But of course.. prelim changes were done.. at running the risk of looking like a TEENager’s besotted room..(posters..), i’d like to say in my defense that the walls are SOOOOO deadpan.. So i HAD to do something. Next up.. Beer and ciggie momentos..They do come up with the coolest stuff..so for inspiration as a designer(sounds good that way,eh?).. I’m gonna turn my room into some kopitiam style room (minus posters of AhKua’s hugging stout bottles).

So currently, I’ve met up with some TOA friends, and done some obligatory superficial "Hi"s.. (good friends excluded-to those who’re reading this) and well, it is good to be back. But i still Miss you Pg guys! Wish it could be more meriah here.. watudu..

I have yet to get to know people.. coz all of them are so superquiet! Of course, we all have the Miss-Know-It-All (i’m avoiding her til we’re more acquainted), the Miss-I’m-Super-Hot-Big-Loop-Earrings-and-Super-Lowrise-Jeans-but-no-buttcrack-sticking-out-coz-no-butt (and this year..) complete with her Mr.I’m-So-Cool-Look-At-How-My-Hair-Is-Spiked..and of course, the standard nerdy-so-talented-i-reproduced-michaelangelo-on-my-moms-womb-walls-just-to-pass-the-9-mths-time-girl and the normal-run-of-the-mill people like moi.

Like for instance, today, we had to go buy ONE apple each for Fine Arts. And those who had the good fortune of having a group of friends, looked perfectly normal. Of course, once the guy at the weighing counter realised that there were 30-something hungry, hot and sweaty college students looking for THE perfect apple..(and of course,having so many of the aforesaid crowd place ONE apple carefully on his counter to be weighed.. he must’ve realised something felt really amiss) But he continued to weigh the One-Apple-In-Large-Plastic efficiently and wondrously with a straight face.

So there I was.. waiting patiently for them to leave and finally I got to the apples. There was this really sweet, quiet-looking (nerdy, if i may add) guy looking at the pile of apples in such a way that u get the feeling he’d never seen an apple in his life… or that he was feeling so sorrowful about being left the remains of the previous group of ferocious apple-snatchers.

I picked through a few and found a decent one. Naturally, I took it. And he looked at me like, "Oh Great. She just came and she found one already. So that leaves less good apples for me.. less chances.. so i’m gonna fail my first lesson at fine arts.. oh god.. what am i gonna do now.." probably something to that effect with less drama was going on in his mind..

So perceiving that.. I picked another one.. which looked really nice (was thinking of eating that one..but..) and i gave it to him. He looked at me in utter shock as I said, "Here. This looks good." With a smile. Am i that shocking? Hmm.. Then he took it, and slowly looked at it like he was Moses, who just got the tablet of the Ten Commandments. I thought, Okkaaayyy… relax..it’s just an apple.

Then I picked another one out and took the bag to the counter. The nerdy guy stood hovering behind me. Then reality kicked in.. I’m not gonna make friends unless I put in a effort to. So I waited for him.. and after a few meaningless exchanges.. I found out, he’s fresh from Form 5 (but looks very Ah Pek-y) and is from Taiping but born in Penang. Found out the birthplace coz he actually sparked at the mention of me being from Pg. Then we went back to class.. him following behind.. stopping when i stopped.. so I got the impression that he wasn’t really much of a talker. Like he’s so used to listening, not talking, following, not leading, meek submission instead of self esteem n confidence.

Or maybe, I was too.. loud?.. So yeah, things should be pretty interesting. For me, at least, I hope.

Despite previous allegations that my hands are lazy..I have said too much. Hope ur not bored.. so I shall stop now.

TA! til the next intriguing-irritating-mind-mystifying experience.. (Replies encouraged!)

Hollaz!! How’s everyone doing? It’s just great being back here.. but already I’m missing Pg.. all the friendly faces… the familiar bastards and bitches.. and who could beat the to-die-for-prices..(but frankly.. Petaling Street is WAAAAYyyy cheaper..) hahah…

Well.. it’s just been my first few days here.. and nothing much to say…Yet.

But there was one incident on the first day..

This Cina girl came in with her friends..Shi-Pu-Shi’ing. and she sat next to me. After turning to her friends BEHIND me..(don’t ask me why she sat apart from them when there was ample space behind..) and she turned to me and smiled.

Then, in a particularly LOUD voice, she asked..

"You Alone AH??"

After a moment of awkward silence..

Me: *feeble smile*

Ans: "…yeahh?." (not that it’s a big deal to me)

Again, the LOUD voice.

"OHH…*Big grin*…I SEE."

yeah.. she just noticed (hence the question much earlier on) and now…

the entire hall heard.

Thanks, gal. I’ll always remember u.

Life is so farny.

Sometimes you get stuck with what you need but don’t want and keep longing for what you want but can’t get. *sigh*

Anyways..i just wanna say HI to all those friends out there..sorry if i cant remember yall.

I’m currently alternating between Super-Crazy-Happy and Sad-Wistful-Missing.

I’m goin to KL this week (again - for all those who know the story.. and for those who don’t, don’t ask) and i’m so happy… for many reasons… but sad, because even in the short time i’ve spent in Pg, it’s changed so much and I know that going away for a longer time will force me to finally open my eyes when I return.

It will never be quite the same.. the Char Koay Teow a little less spicy, the Ais Kacang not quite so delightful after the car air con as opposed to a hot afternoon of marching in the school field, the view of my dear island’s glory a little less green and blue and more gray,black and white.

We crave for change in everything around us, but when we ourselves need to change, we stand steadfastly stubborn until it hits us. Change is like time. It goes on and waits for none.

So here is my Hello and Goodbye.

I say hello to a bright new door of hopes, broken and pieced-up dreams and the delicious thought of the unknown.

But also, I say goodbye to what has shaped me, my thoughts, my emotions. The balm for my wounded soul… Will it be here or not? Or rather, will it be the same familiar sight that comforts me.. the only respite from the storm.. my little haven… my safe refuge.. will it remain unchanged?

Despite my wishes and fears.. I think not.