August 20, 2009 at 3:36 pm (friends, personal)

i should blog about our awesome malacca trip, but i’m so tired. and also, everyone else has the pictures. (i know, i know. that excuse is getting old. i should just go ahead and get myself a new camera. noted)

so, i came home, and i was so full of nervous energy, i cleaned out my drawers – all 6 of them. and while doing that, i found a hardcover brown book with roses traced out all over the cover, and golden pages.

my oregon diary.
how could i have forgotten all about it?

so, yes, i was flipping through it, and i got all the way to the last entry. and for some inane reason, i feel like sharing part of it here. this isn’t prompted by anything. i just want to.

one thing about being an exchange student – you lose all sense of time. on the plane heading to washington dc now. i hate this part. it’s like the beginning of the end, and i just want it to end already. i’m so sick of goodbyes, and i don’t want anymore hellos.’

why am i posting this?

i don’t know. it just felt right.

OH. have you met my talented friend? i meant to do this ages ago but ehhh, i forgot.

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August 16, 2009 at 5:31 pm (food, friends, holidays, music)

sooooo, how amazing was mtv world stage?

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P1000405fooding at international pancake house, where neither of us ate pancakes. my kiasuness ensured that we had plenty of time to spare.

P1000408in line. we were extremo sneaky with the bag am quite proud we managed to pull it off.

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they were not bad, neither were they awesome. they didn’t really do anything for the crowd, who by this time, was completely restless with all the waiting.

P1000465boys like girls. was. awesome. endofstory.

P1000478during ‘thunder’, i stopped snapping pictures, and along with everyone else, raised my arms and sang along. it was the most amazing feeling. and i have always loved that song. always. it brings back so many memories.

P1000483‘throw it away
 forget yesterday
 we’ll make the great escape
 we won’t hear a word they say
 they don’t know us anyway

i’m not putting up any pictures of raygun, because all the ones i have wouldn’t do them justice =(
they were brilliant, though. i totally did not see it coming. if you’ve seen their music video for ‘just because you can’, you’d think they were vaguely annoying musicians.
they are not.
they are entertaining, and talented. one of the few musicians that are better live. without a doubt, they were the best performance of the night.

P1000527hoobastank was not bad. actually, i’m even going to to go so far as to say that they were really, really good. doug was so awesomely cool; his face, his expressions. and then of course, they had the whole crowd singing the ghostbusters song, which i approve of, because acts of randomness like this make me happy.
when they launched into ‘the reason’, i remembered all the reasons i loved them. again, the songs has so many memories tied to it.

P1000581the rejects were brilliant. i don’t know how to better describe it.

P1000583tyson ritter has so much energy, it blows my mind. he kinda reminds me of a hyperactive monkey on crack, but you know, a cute one.
they sang ‘it ends tonight’ and i was completely contented. i LOVE that song. LOVE. LOVE LOVE LOVE. i’m going to stop saying love.

P1000603the crowd thinned considerably for kasabian, probably because they’re not very popular in malaysia (some people would beg to differ, but it’s true) those who stayed though, were pretty hardcore moshers.
i’m not overly familiar with them, but i do know and love ‘shoot the runner’, which they performed.

P1000616the crowd of purpotedly 15000.

quite frankly, i don’t know how we lasted. it’s one of those things you go through, and then you think back, and you wonder ‘holy hell. how?’ (alliteration!)

we were so dead by the end of it all, it wasn’t funny. 9 hours of standing, with roughly 5 hours of jumping around, screaming and dancing thrown in.

thank god for youth.

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August 13, 2009 at 3:19 am (beverages, food, friends, movies, music)

yesterday was amazing!
actually, this whole week has been pretty damn amazing. but yesterday. yesterday was mind blowing.

so i won a junk magazine competition which allowed me in to interview boys like girls in person.
i got to pyramid tower around 1.30 ish, and met with the two other winners. we were greeted by:
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and

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they were half naked a lot because there was a photo shoot coming up, and they were all trying to figure out what to wear. not that we were complaining of course.

so, yeah, the photoshoot, the one we didn’t know about, but ended up helping with. the people from junk asked, ‘do you guys mind helping out? just throw confetti and balloons at the boys.’ and with grins a mile long, we politely said ok, and then squealed when they walked away.
obviously, we couldn’t take our own pictures during the photoshoot, but junk’s released a couple of pictures via twitter already.

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the boys were very cool during the photoshoot. they really got into the whole confetti/balloons/glitter/cake thing.

afters, we had our exclusive interview with them, and it was hilarious. there’s an exclusive picture with them from the interview, but i’m waiting on junk to send it to me.

afters, rushed to the curve so that we could do the whole pre-order thing at sony style.

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P1000379we went prepared.

we waited in line forever. no, really. forever. partly because we wanted the cd. partly because we wanted the free mtv stage passes that came along with it. yes, i’m aware i already have tickets. i also have a plan =)
met cool people while in line. met some scary 15 year  olds. got out limited edition poster.
at 7.30, the boys appeared.
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hello paul, alyssa’s new love.

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seeing them for the third day in a row now.

 

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P1000394dinner was yummy, as usual. 

last friday we had won tickets to watch district 9 today. we weren’t all that jazzed to be honest, because we aren’t huge fans of alien movies, but free is free, so we went.
it was awful, horrible, so bad that we walked out after 45 minutes, which is a first. for me anyways.
it wasn’t just uninteresting, it was also disgusting. i expected so much better from peter jackson.

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to kill time, we sat on the steps in a light drizzle and talked about life.

it was so much better than sitting through the movie.

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she used to be the sweetest girl ever

July 25, 2009 at 2:42 pm (afs, coversations, food, friends, volunteer)

everytime afs asks for volunteers for saturday mornings, i say yes, with gusto. and then saturday comes, and it’s 8 a.m., and i am literally facepalming because sleeping in is impossible.
it’s always worth it though. always.

today we had the english enrichment camp for primary students in sk gombak seri 2, in an effort to instill the love for english in younger children.

ok, so you’re laughing, because i hate kids and they hate me. however, these were 11 year olds, and i discovered that i really don’t mind children over 7. i mean, we can communicate with words, hence no awkward waving and peek-a-booing is needed.

this was a pretty big deal, so lots of volunteers (both afsers from malaysia and the foreign exchange students) we started by dividing the 150 students into 11 groups, giving them animal names (it’s cute when you’re 11). terri and i took the duck group, during discussion time where they had to come up with a house for their respective animals and name things needed by it.
‘so guys, what does a duck need to survive?’
‘a ps 2!’
‘…ok, good. what else?’
‘a laptop!’

eh, what kind of world are these kids living in?

then we were divided up for the treasure hunt. i was manning charades with yelena and two recent yes returnees. the theme for charades were movies, and seriously, i was amazed when one of the groups actually guessed pontianak harum sundal malam. and lord of the rings.
11 year olds are so smart.
we went a little crazy with the stamping. each station was handed one of those stamps with crazy patterns tp stamp the group’s scoresheet, and instead i ended up with four leaf clovers and smiley faces all over my hands. sigh french and australian exchange students.

the kids were so cool at the end, when we were saying our thank yous. they did some special clap thing, several times. again, this is only cool when 11 year olds do it.
after everything was over, we were bombarded by kids wanting our autographs (REMEMBER THOSE DAYS – WHEN WE WROTE OUR BIODATA AND CUTESY MESSAGES LIKE ‘FRIENDS FOREVER’?) one kid went around saying, ‘i want your facebook please.’
why do 11 year olds have facebook?
felix, especially, got bombarded with requests for his autograph, and pictures, probably because he is very comel. blur, but comel.

the french boy, julien, laughed at me when i spoke spanish, saying i sounded ridiculously french. and then i spoke french, and he laughed even harder because i sounded spanish.
=(

this post is sooo long. but it was a long day, thus it’s justified.
pictures on facebook.

went to see dina’s dorm in uia after. realised that if i wanted to, i could essentialy shack up there because i can fit into her clothes, and we use the same shampoo and facewash.

dinner at old town, where i keep telling myself to order something other than their nasi lemak. but then i sit down, and rationalise that there is nothing wrong with ordering a perfectly delicious meal.

must sleep now. intense study sesh planned for tomorrow.

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pictures as promised!

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silver red bull for the win

July 22, 2009 at 3:53 pm (beverages, books, coversations, food, friends, music)

i suppose it was inevitable. or at least, thats what everyone tells me.
on the way to college, i hit the car in front of me. first accident since procuring my license in 2007. the honda accord was slightly scraped, and my own myvi looked like baby wolverine attacked it’s side.
the other driver was very gracious as we exchanged information, and discussed repairs. he shrugged off making a police report, maintaining that as long as i paid for the repair, it really didn’t matter to him.
i was grateful, not then, but later on – once i’d gotten over the initial shock.
calling the madre was the worst, simply because i just didn’t know how she’d react. i managed to choke out the fact that i’d been in a minor accident, and she said, ‘it’s ok. breathe. i’ll take care of it.’
i am generally very independant. i was raised to be. but sometimes, sometimes, it’s just so good to relax and let my mother sort things out. and somehow, she has this way of knowing just when to step in and when to back off.
long story short, the repairs came up to about rm 200, and i’m just grateful it’s not more.

i was so upset in college, not so much about the damage, because there wasn’t much, but just the whole aftermath of being involved in a accident, and even worse, being the guilty party.
which is why, when he texted ‘can i call?’ in the middle of law, i decided that i really needed to hear his calming best friend voice, instead of hearing my law lecturer talk about insanity.
‘it’s ok to be shaken, but just know, it happens to everyone. look on the bright side, the other driver didn’t hit you on the head with a beer bottle.’
‘who did that happen to?’
‘nobody. but you know, it could have.’
=)
thank you for always being just a text away.

a plate of hot maggi mee goreng tambah pedas and an extra chocolatey iced milo later, and i’m all chirpy again.
oh, the joys of nourishment.

and for the first time today, i tried the silver red bull. omfg, why has no one ever told me how good it is? it’s my new favourite drink after coffee, and snapple, and vitamin water and gatorade, but before 100 plus activ and slurpee.
i should really read the label on drinks before downing them though, because i had the last sip at 11.30, and couped with my insomnia, i’m probably only going to get an hour of sleep tonight.
way to be.

it’s not so bad though. i have hans christian andersen’s complete fairy tales to flip through. there’s nothing like curling up in bed in a freezing room, wrapped up in two blankets, with a  good book. in fact, that sounds so good, i’m going to go do that right away.

goodnight.

p.s. listening to boys like girls cover of frou frou’s let go. it’s such a beautiful song. and they do it justice.

so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it’s so amazing here
it’s alright
’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown.

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monthly manic milkshake monday

July 21, 2009 at 3:47 pm (coversations, food, friends, new buy)

it’s been such a good beginning to the week; i’m so happy.
i’ll have to summarize because i slacked on blogging, and i’m overly lazy to go into detail about past days.
on sunday i got a dragon snake (henceforth to be referred to as a snagon). it’s..a dragon head with a snake body, no legs, itty bitty wings and an orange tongue. i shall post a picture sometime. quesop puff, as charlie and i named it, is suitably part adorable, part ugly. he was also rm5, found at a bazaar at the summit.
LOVE bazaars.

yesterday, we started a new tradition, because if you know us, you know what huge fans we are of rituals.
every third monday of the month will now be ‘monthly manic milkshake monday’.
what brought this on?
a 3 a.m. craving for delicious thick, frothy milkshake. don’t you ever find yourself in the middle of doing something completely unrealted, like i don’t know, reading up on equity – and find yourself thinking, ‘hmm. i could use a milkshake right now. now now now,’?
well, yeah, that’s what happened.
sidenote: how can anyone prefer strawberry/vanilla milkshake to a chocolate one? i judge you people.

today was such a nice day. ok, maybe i’m just easily pleased. it’s pathetic how exciting i find being able to sleep in till 7.30 a.m is.
no, seriously, i was overjoyed by this.
it started raining in the middle of lit, and so, we all walked out to enjoy the fresh air. my lungs have forgotten what it’s like to filter unhazed air.
law got cancelled!

suzy called me all the way from italy, and told me to forget the states and focus on london, because that’s where she’ll be. she mentioned she was heading to ibiza, and i was insanely jealous.
some of us have sold our souls to a-levels, and it’s not nice to rub freedom in our faces =(

after, kyle called, all the way from new york, to tell me a joke about his dog. and then he hung up. not quite sure what to make of that. but he does this a lot, so i can’t say i’m overly surprised either.

OH, and then thasya brought over some of her chocolate rum birthday cake. lovely concoction.

so happy.

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manchester united training

July 17, 2009 at 3:48 pm (coversations, friends, sports)

i’ve been looking forward to today/tomorrow for over a month now. but first, i must blog about someone who is agak penting.

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this is grandmaster jit yang (also known as baby boy but i would not advocate you calling him that unless you’re in the mood to be slapped around)
jit is an awesome person, so well-mannered and best of all, witty! he is also the nicest guy i know, and is always ready to ferry me around anywhere. seriously, anywhere. and anytime i want, too. also, he trusts me with his coins. and no, that is not a euphemism for anything. i literally mean coins – ten cents, fifty cents. OH, and he didn’t let me wait alone for chin hong to arrive today. thanks jit. i mean, grandmaster jit.

so, today was the manchester united training session at bukit jalil stadium. hong and i got there around two-ish, and managed to get pretty decent seats. except, we got kicked out of those because we weren’t vip holders, but then we found higher seats, that had a better vantage point and more air flow. it was so bloody humid, so air flow was muchly appreciated.
and so we waited. and waited. and waited. every time i was convinced an hour had passed at the very least, i would glance at my phone and see that it had only been ten minutes.
waiting around is so tiring.
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which was why i was so excited when the malaysian team walked out, each attached to a little kid.
to be honest, i didn’t even know we’d be watching them train as well.
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i apologise for the suck quality of my pictures. i’m stuck with my lame 5 megapixel camera, which has the tendency to die on me at the most crucial moments =(
and the haze doesn’t help either.

i thought the crowd was unduly harsh on the malaysian team. we all know that malaysia is not on the same playing field as man u, so give them a break already. they’re trying. and maybe us malaysians should do the same. tearing something down is not the way to build it up.

half the fun of football? being stuck amid a plethora of critics – mostly guys – all of whom obviously know how to play better than any other player on the field.
‘the malaysians ah, they got no chemistry. they’ve got the physics down, but no chemistry.’
‘they cannot control high ball. low is ok. once it’s high, they cannot already.’
i rolled my eyes so often, they hurt.
so glad hong isn’t stupid like that.

the malaysian team then left to the sounds of rousing cheers, and once again, we were back to waiting.
it was pretty easy to figure out which entrance the man u players were coming out from, because they had the oh so subtle fru officers lining the entrance.
at one point, one side of the stadium erupted in cheers, and we all excitedly looked over…only to see two red clad caucasians walk out. with video cameras.
me: are they cheering for the media?
hong: i guess so.
me: they thought they were the players because they’re white guys clad in
         red?
hong: malaysia what. what do you expect?

finally though,
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HELLO ROONEY!

the man u players were a real class of the own, very gracious to the audience, probably also really freaked out by the screams their stretching prompted.
i woul comment on their footie skills, but really, what do i know about that?

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i do know that watching them was fun.

best thing about today? seeing MICHAEL OWEN
i didn’t get a good picture of him (because i was too busy oogling) but he was as aesthetically pleasing as i remember him being.

he was my first football crush. i was 12, i think and i saw him in the papers, and that was it really. i’ve had many football crushes since, but you kow what they say, you never forget your first crush.
owen made me go ‘david beckwho?’
so excited that he’s at man u now.
so excited about the game tomorrow.

it’s nice to be excited about things again.

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