August 10, 2009 at 3:03 pm (afs, books, holidays, movies, music, volunteer)

my poor neglected blog. and it’s not even due to writer’s block, which you know, is a credible excuse of sorts. i just haven’t had time. so, i’m going to do that annoying thing i always do where one post will cover like 4 days. yes, it’s going to be a long one. or maybe a short one. we’ll see how it goes as i type.

last friday was the perfect way to end college. we watched ‘the pianist’ during lit, and somehow managed to carry on watching it throughout law as well. it’s a brilliant movie, excellant dialogue, but very, very painful to watch. it’s set during world war 1, and it’s very graphic and unreserved. adrien brody was amazing. oscar totally deserved  if you ask me.
i think the maintenance man hates us now, though. he was lurking outside, waiting to take the tv away, jangling his keys l0udly. and we ignored him. shamelessly. and lied to him about how much longer the movie was. ok, that was ‘sna, not the rest of us. but still.

watch. but not if you want to be in a happy happy joy joy kind of mood.
‘sometimes i don’t know which side of the wall i’m on.’

saturday and sunday were selection camp days. it’s so weird, being on the side. at the same time, the whole thing was just so nostalgic. we had been there before – for the exact same reason. but that was nearly two years ago, and that’s what really blows my mind. two years?! has it really been two years? and all of a sudden, i miss everyone. sherrilyn, and maryanne, and joe and faiz, and the way we all were, and how close we used to be. everyone’s everywhere now. and it’s all just memories. thats what we’re reduced to. fragmented memories.
anyways.
camp was fun. some of these kids are so talented, and beyond smart. i am amazed. i genuinely enjoyed just hanging out with these people.
and of course, my fellow volunteers were loads of laughs. midnight anw vist, and sneaky chit chat – i loved it all. was exhausted at the end of it, running on maybe 3 hours of sleep, but it was well worth it.
i am  looking forward to pre-departure camp!

monday was good. monday was beyond awesome. monday did not start with an 8 a.m. math class.
instead, i headed off to 1 utama with pia to catch ‘the proposal’. ice cream for lunch is the way to go (says the tastebuds, not the wasteline). orange sherbet is so awesome. why have i not been exposed to this awesomeness before?
somehow, i’m nnot quite sure how, but i ended up buying the the last copy of ‘king dork’ from mph, and this pretty pretty vintage looking aquamarine ring from bonita. it was on sale! and i think it might just be a teensy bit magical. 
‘the proposal’ is funny. a bit of a stretch on how they so quicky fell for each other ( 3 days in alaska? alaska must be an enzyme for relationships, you know, it speeds up the reactions?. see that? i made a bio funny)  but ryan reynolds is yummy. and sandra bullock is awesome. and the dialogue is witty.
go watch it. and laugh at reynolds’ facial expressions.
and sigh over kevin the dog.

and then i came home, to find the most EXCITING message in my facebook inbox!

Hi Cheryl,
Congratulations, we deemed your Boys Like Girls question worthy enough to be asked in person.

1) The Boys Like Girls album listening party is tomorrow at Coco Banana. Time is tentatively around 12pm/1pm. Attendance is optional.
2) The meet & greet is on Wednesday.

Please reply with your contact info and whether you will be free to attend the listening party and the meet & greet as soon as you can.

=)

i should explain. sometime last week, junk was having this contest asking readers to tell them the ultimate question they would pose to boys like girls. and my winning question was ‘your last day on earth; how would you spend it?’
and so, those 10 words won me a meet & greet with boys like girls. I AM SO PSYCHED, BECAUSE I LOVE MARTIN JOHNSON. not in the he’s so hot i want his body way, but more in a platonic way. his blog is amusing. and he wants a pot bellied pig. and we all know how i want a pot bellied pig.
we’re fated bffs, methinks.

it’s been such an amazing couple of days.

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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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we ate for charity 2

July 5, 2009 at 2:56 pm (charity, food, volunteer)

it’s been such a crazy couple of days. friday, au and i left for guilt-free genting, which i am not going to blog about, because genting is, and this is going to sound insane but that’s ok, genting’s sacred right now. it was the perfect antidote to everything, and i feel like exposing the details of that 2 day 1 night trip to anyone else will spoil the memory.
i might post the pictures, once i have begged/blackmailed them from alyssa.

today was the eat all you can durian festival which served as a fundraiser for the children’s wish society of malaysia. they’re basically the equivalent of the make a wish foundation in america, and they do some really good work.
anyways, i was volunteering there today.
the event was held at subang parade, and involved some 4 tonnes of durians, which were gone in slightly over an hour.
the crowd was insane. entire families showed up to shovel down durian, and really, i didn’t know anyone could eat that much durian. i mean, i like durian, but not enough to eat up to 7 fruits.
as usual, there was a fair share of unpleasant people, who took to yelling at us when the durians ran out, when they couldn’t open the durians, when there was no place to sit, when we wouldn’t let them put the durians on the games table; basically we got yelled at for everything.
i responded each time with a maniacal grin, which probably pissed them off, but oh well. this is me drowning in anguish over my impertinence.

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back to college tomorrow. how exciting.

things aren’t exactly back to normal, but i know at least, that we’re making some headway. that’s better than nothing, right?

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the standard chartered marathon

June 29, 2009 at 3:29 pm (coversations, holidays, new buy, volunteer)

it’s been a pretty rough couple of days, and i really don’t have anything else to say about that. huh. that wasn’t the plan.

oh well.

last couple of days have been insane. the standard chartered marathon was held this past weekend, and i was a volunteer on both saturday and sunday, ten hours consecutively each day.
my body’s still kinda achy from all that work, but i had so much fun.
will have to beg/blackmail for pictures, so until then, written narrative is the best i can do.

saturday, i was assigned along with others to distribute the runner’s race packs, which was fun because it meant direct contact with people, and i happen to like people. most people. not the woman who snapped at me because she ordered the wrong size and switching shirts weren’t allowed. however, there were cool people, like this one singaporean guy who offered to buy me a drink on account of the hot weather (afifah, i like singaporeans now.)
a 70 year old man signed up for the 10 km race and told me how marathons were his thing. like how some people dig ice cream – he digs marathons.
he’s 70 and he could probably kick my ass in the 10 km category.
for shaaaaaaaaaammmmeeeeee, cheryl. for shame.
conversations during volunteering:
‘eh, leng chai!’
‘WHERE??’ – two overly excited girls, one being me.

‘comprar, comprar.’ – spanish man, pointing to my bright blue volunteer tshirt.
‘no, no comprar.’ me, being fluent. not.

‘i like your tattoo.’
‘thanks.’
‘can i take a picture of it? or would that be too creepy?’
‘…eh, go for it.’ – me, caught somewhere between flattery and unease.

‘i think that guy’s taking our picture.’
‘SMILE!’

sunday, we had to be at dataran at 3 a.m. yes. i didn’t even bother going to sleep because, 3 a.m. is my sleeping time.
i somehow got assigned to the start/finish line, which was awesome, because it was the sweetest spot and i could see everything.
also, the other volunteers were the best. for some reason, people kept coming up to have their picture taken with us, not that i’m complaining. and they kept offering to buy my volunteer tshirt because, well, actually, that part’s still a mystery to me.
i saw the king! and his entourage of bodyguards, all of whom made a dismal attempt to look like civillians. fail. in a field of 100 people, i still probably could totally pick them out as bodyguards. something about the lack of smiling. is it against bodyguard code to smile?
anyways, i know there were a lot of complaints regarding the race – all of which i’m not going to comment on.
what i am going to say though, is that the volunteers gave it their all. we had to deal with furious people, who, because they had no one else to yell at, yelled at us. that wasn’t the norm mind you. most people were great, still smiling after running 42km (insane. i wouldn’t even move. i’d just lie there and wait for a forklift to come get me)

all in all, it was a pretty great experience. met good people, had fun.

today, i spent rm10 on two packets of mnm’s and a cheapo rubiks cube. must learn to solve before college resumes, for bragging rights if nothing else.

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