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on me bloggie.

"TURDS AT THE GATE!" hehe. it does sound…acceptable.

anyhoos, with exams over an’all, I thought I could nicely sit back and relax - i love relaxing. but as life would have it, we were informed just about 1week ahead, that we’re gonna be organizing a competition for secondary school peeps. So that means, everything, event management company la we all… So far, it has been quite ok, and Saturday’s one doesn’t seem to receive much response from FT schools, so it will be a warm up sesh for us and for them too. haha. kononnya, i’ll be a judge.PRAY FOR ME PEOPLE!! Last year, 2 students fell sick. we are gonna be dealing with a lot of separuh-masak, masak-masak kids here. aughh. i shudder.

so days have gone by, me getting lost in warehouses, getting excited over "OOH! 100 plates for RM5! wahhhh… so CHEAP!!" so on, so forth…. so yeah, this saturday, will be in the kitchen at 5am, gotta cook breakfast for everyone, then start mise-en-place, trays etcetc… then - co-organiser, then write proposals, oversee the whole thing for kinks in our flow sequences, then eat the food and judge, then clear up.

wahlau. they better belanja me guinness ay… but we did say this, we come to college at 2am and start drinking before prepping brekkie.

Sure Fire smooth jalan the whole day!!

well, life’s been ok… normal run-of-the-mill.

got la, the ppl who piss u off non-stop, ones who can’t stop being bimbotic and sugar-syrupy sweet (bigger AUGGHH) and the ones who are just lavly, fun and wacky enough to make the day go by like marshmallows..

one of those is wearing a black tuxedo and is sleeping on the bed now. awww…

AHHHH….. St. Patrick’s Day is HERE!! Gonna be held in Mont Kiara, starting from 5pm. Am so going. It’s Guinness baby… ORH KAO, black dog, kao kao…. yumm…

Segafredo’s in Sunway Pyramid (yes, Sega’s finally opened in KL) and they’ve been having the March promotion for Guinness - buy 2 pints, free 1 pint. Of course la SAPU! kononnya wanna study, but instead of my usual Borders-Starbucks studying zone, I officially switched to Segas. There got aircon (mahai -damn blardy cold sometimes) and can smoke, and got couches. Although, I still prefer the one in Bellissa - they’ve got those delish high backed couches that give you so much privacy for all the crapshite that we all cant stop spilling out of our mouths. Oh ya. and the Menu is Penang is waaaaayyy better.

Anyways, Guinness Draught rocks my socks. The intense flavours, the smooth coolness and the creamy head of foam… mmmyummm.

OH. got drinking story bout Phil. but I will leave that for later. I got back at 4am. got up at 7am. felt like a brand new me! let’s see, 2litres whisky and 12%beers within 3hours? didn’t get drunk - Phil did. almost everyone, except me and Ian. lol. drinkers lives are very expensive.

ohyeah, lepas topic!! my fave beer is Paulaner. and so… Phil (connection coming) he tasted Oktoberfest Paulaner - MAFACKER!!Paulaner specially brews this beer for the Oktoberfest and they are one of the top breweries in Munich. Their beer can be found in The Curve, Mutiara Damansara, in the Bavarian Bierhaus, next to the *sniffsniff xP* Big Apple Donuts. i’m not a fan. not anymore anyways.

THEIR PORK KNUCKLES ARE THE BOMB! served with crispy bacon, sauteed baby potatoes and sauerkraut. AHKSLHDBALUI t)*US jnkjHJBHA!! and their Nuernberger sausages are DIH-VINE!! yummm… dammiiittt.

i’m hungry. gawrhh!

anyways, what started….. OH yeah. Guinness. so yupyupyup, gonna be there. wear green or kena cubit.

Yay! Yesterday was my last day for exams, it wasn’t too bad. Went down like a charm, didn’t embarass myself at all *phew*. So now, with the finals over, I’ve got two major reports to finish up BY Saturday, which require a presentation each *damnit* and our class is responsible for organising and running a competition for secondary schools NEXT week. AND the fact that it is in conjunction with our college’s 25th Anniversary, it’s called the "Power Chef: Special Edition".

There are proposals to write, registrations, banners to design, menus to think up… and it’s friggin hard getting everyone together to sit still and decide. Thought I could go back to Penang for a little bit. After all, it IS my Mom’s birthday tomorrow… her 50th lagi. And I got damned presentations on National Service and Premarital Sex.

AY… I see the priorities in life.  -_-

So yeah. It’s pretty sickening to come in with new ideas and have people squash them flat. Must talk to the person again. Need to be sweetly pushy to get our points across. Serious, major -.- you know? We were advised to do everything DIFFERENT from last year’s competition, and when we submitted our list, HE (big boss la) said, I think you should change to this, this and this.

And TA-DA! Last Year’s list Reincarnated. 0.o

I mean like WtF??!!! *fights air* askh3jasdlg^&*#yaw nva e1oi%waejvrer9!!

They perplex me.. break! *3minfagintime*

ah… my ciggie has reminded me that if I want to make it for Phil’s booze sesh, i’d better get started on my work.

will work for booze.

will rush for booze.

will be responsible (temporarily) for booze.

toodles!

^_^

Why am I such a total klutz?!? I always seem to find new ways to embarass myself, as you will find out, if you read my OLDer posts…

Today was no different. (imagine a simple task - go into hall, write on paper, then exit hall) But NO…!

I sat down, was diligently writing my hands to a arthritic cramp, then one of the invigilators started calling out some names. He wanted to see them personally to talk. After everyone was around him, suddenly he looked in my direction, and I heard, "JULIA". So I pointed to myself, closed my answer booklet, and got up and squeezed through rows of chairs.

Standing in front of Gordon Ramsay, I was today’s special.

He looked at me and said…

"I said, PHILLIP!"

 

   *silence*

 

*BLUSHHH*

How I mistook PHILLIP for JULIA, I DO NOT KNOW.

The entire examination hall, pregnant with silence and questions-related stress, started sniggering.

YES, SNIGGERING.

watudu??

walk back to my seat, convince myself it was someone else la!

Ay. I had to suppress this bout of wild laughter. At myself.

-.-

      IDIOT.

I like driving early in the morning.

Never thought I’d ever say that, but it’s damn free, like freakin’ curfew wei.. and I get to college on time, lock myself up in the car and have a morning ciggie. Of course, today I didn’t have the weird stalker. OOH. must talk about that soon.

I had a good sleep last night. As opposed to all my other friends who were up studying. More black circles than polkadots on a pinup girl’s dress. Anyways, I slept like an ass, got up, sent Mr.Macho off to work, and dropped by the NKVE McD. I didn’t want to, I SWEAR!, but I did.

I Ordered Breakfast.

Dammit.

felt like cowshite-brains after that.

Couldn’t take any more of me, drove to college, parked under a tree and tried to study. *but buat-buat kaypo la, seeing all the crumpled, just bangun faces.* HAH!

Exam was okayyy…. asking for extra paper made my mates go 0_o and a lecturer commented,"Julia..go home la. Give other people a chance to score. Why you wanna sapu everything?" Major O.O   "…b..but..my paper what…."

Of COURSE I didn’t back down. I sat my ass down for another 20 minutes and left to get me some fresh *air*. YAY. (hand paining though, 7 pages don’t play)

Came back from college, yamchaed with Ed, Steven, Yang, Phil & Fatt. Steven’s looking for people to go send out flyers to sekolahmenengahers tmr from 8am-noon. Guess how much the college pays us to do that? RM30. Own transport. *pfft*

Then I sleepily drove back,  bought catty-biscuits, squirmed and squealed at the absolute delightful, bite-sized Scottish Terrier puppies. WUROJKLDYJ<SMNDKJHJSASGA!!!!!

Bought banananananas, navel oranges (i find that so obscene sometimes), paid bills *sob* and did all the things we hate to do, but yet makes us feel so important to do.

So right now, I have to stop myself from watching movies online, and FOCUS. It’s BATHTIME. and NAPPERS to follow.

i’m so bangga la. been what, 3 consecutive days.

*twinkly eyes*

i don’t know why i get excited when i hear people speaking in french. i plop my arse on the couch, listen breathlessly as they rattle off in that oh-so-sexy language (even English sounds so bedroomy-dreamy when they speak it). then as i listen on and on and on… i realise…

i know TWO words out of the entire 5 minute dialogue.

WOOHOO!!!  -.-

oh well, tmr marks the first day of my finals for this semester.. and next semester, i’m majoring. I know… it’s pretty indecent for a person of my age to start majoring - blame it on indecisiveness and…. me being too interested and *ahem* perhaps able (?) to do several things at a time. HAH. *cringe*

i’d like to do more but, time and money assist me not. *yawn*

So, yes, I have decided to try to throw off my B.A.D.D.ness… (Blog Attention Deficiency Disorder) and make a comeback! Yeah! To all the *counts* THREE wonderful people who read my blog… *clinks glass*

Hehe. I’d find any reason to drink. Tonight though, is different. I have exams which I have not studied for at all, for the next 3 days. Ohwell.. let’s hope for the best shall we?

Wish me luck.. Oh yeah, Lay Hoon comes back from the States today! Hope you had a good, ‘edutaining’ time. hehe.. now if only she’d bring back boxfuls of Krispy Kremes and BOOZE….

yummmmm  <3<3<3 …..

I read in CLEO today, about how our skin changes. So for good skin in your 30s and 40s (which they showed pictures of people like Madonna, Drew Barrymore, Kate Moss) -> *of course THEIR skin is good. pah* ,anyways, thou should MOISTURIZE.

Now, here’s the thing about moisturizer, I feel…

It’s either too greasy, too thin, too slimy, too smeowly (smelly) or something or another. It’s a hassle (for me) to smother myself in it, just after my bath (absorption is better then, it seems) and to go about my daily routines like a normal human being. Maybe I havent found the proper one yet… *shrugs*

So anyways, this is what happened..

I nicely slathered myself (for the past few days actually - some obsessive phase I go through) and sat down, surfed a little.. OH yeah, away from that topic for a bit, you know that feeling you get when you know you have missiles up your ass but the launch button aint working? YEAH.

I HATE THAT FEELING.

So anyways, I chat a little.. then suddely that feeling comes.

I demurely and swiftly type a "brb  " to whoevers, calmly collect my fagger and lights, walk to the loo *in anticipation*, you know, all your muscles moving in sync (beautiful feeling btw), sat down and

flew off the seat.

Damned Moisturizer. Killjoy.

eventually though, with a lot of tricky maneuvering not suited for the bathroom, I did send my then, weirdly-shaped friends on their way. *flush*

Will I continue with that devilish, elusive, hassle of a bottle??

Of course… the magazine’s subliminal msgs have conditioned me to think that by applying this for the rest of my 20s enables me to have Madonna’s skin when I’m her age (no matter how weird she looks due to the surgeries).

i’d like to be a cam-whore… but i don’t have a camera.

(thanks Ian, for the camera on Christmas…)

i’d like to get up early when i have to… but my bed doesn’t permit me to.

i’d like to lose weight… but i love cooking and food too much.

i’d like to go overseas just for fun… but no money, no time. ("time IS money… NO WONDERla…)

i’d like to be a celebrity… but i don’t know what i’d be famous for.

i’d like to have more friends… but i don’t have enough credit.

i’d like to be an artist… but i don’t know how to express myself.

i’d like to act… but i can’t remember my lines.

i’d like to draw… but i lost my pencils.

i’d like to eat right now… but i have to lose weight.

i’d like to make music… but i don’t have any instruments.

i’d like to sleep right now… but i’m too depressed.

i’d like to drink so much… but i don’t like being drunk.

i’d like to have a 240Z… but i have to be content with a police-myvi.

i’d like to be a jack of all trades… but God made me a jill.

i’d like to sing my heart out… but i can’t think of any songs.

i’d love to be with so many people right now… but i just don’t have the time.

sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………

i’d like to be happy all the time… but i like too much to sigh.

SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…………….

WAH… I’m so so bored…

Super broke. Been on holiday for… let’s see…since the 12th of October. Only starting class on the 23rd. GAWRH. I’m so bored out of my head. I wanna go back to classs!! garrrrr….

Having no money, means, not many options for going out to relax or at the very least, alleviate my boredom. So been stuck, just sleeping and sleeping, til the time we get hungry and go out, and then, go back and sleep some more. yeah, the PS helps. somewhat. having no money, means no alcohol. ARGH. that hurts even more. dammit. i need to get a JOB. hopefully my next semesters will be more forgiving if not, i’ll have to be more hardworking. Anyone up for giving me some ginseng?

i absolutely have no idea of what to do without using money in KL. anyone with any ideas????