Pre-wash and wash.

After nearly a year living here, I never knew....


until today...

until the last week in Penang,

until the final wash,

I just realised...

I've been washing my clothes with softener and not detergent. 

WHAT. THE.......................

So many things, So little time.

I have................

TUTORIALS




CHAPTER 1 FOR THE  REVIEW PROJECT




SUMMATIVE TESTS... (yes, testS)



AND MID TERM....

all happening this month. 

What I need, really really need is...................

PLANNING.

Psss... I love Bear.

Penang oh Penang......

TOMORROW... will be the 1st day of orientation..


TODAY.... is the 4th day I'm in Penang...

and I am not liking it...

Yeah well, it feels like I'm getting culture shock in my own country ... .. What the heck?!

Well, to sum it all up.. Penang.. is nothing. like Ipoh.

This whole island... is congested by everything with at least 2 wheels... Beca pun ada.....
It's like a mini Singapore... but way way way more disorganized..
The people are rude, impatient.. feel like shoving your fist down their throat everytime they speak...
Stupid drivers on the road, who shouldn't pass driving school...
Ridiculous motorist that zoom in and out, lawan arus, and still want to buka the big light... (hello brother, you're on my side of the road la, shine what shine.. You think I cannot shine?.. wait till I get a land rover and send you flying back home)

and I'm not gonna elaborate about the jam because I just did in the previous post...

And I find myself losing my temper more and more, day by day on the road..

1st day, I was cursing on the road,

2nd day, I was literally swearing... words that I've never heard before,


3rd day, I start giving the hand thing... not the finger but the hand...

Omg... I don't wanna be a  Penang-nites.... T_T.... I look like some pasar auntie selling fish......


THIS . MUST. NOT. GO ON....  Enough is enough....

I'm calm.... I'm serene........ I'm...... Jasmine...

I will not change myself for Penang, but I will change Penang for myself!! ( ok.. I was just joking about the last part)...

Anyway,  I'm orang Ipoh Mali.... I'M IPOHHHHH MALLLIII!!!! Not Penangnites...... So I'm going keep it that way.... Penang cannot! change me..

Yeah.. V^__^V

Why are we not moving?? Oh, traffic jam.. celaka.

I was supposed to be moving in TODAY..


but since Thursday is a holiday, so moving in on Thursday is much more convenient. Ok.. may be not .. I forgot about the terrible, horrible, hair-pulling, massively frustrating traffic jam in Penang..

You know, I'm just over exaggerating right?

But its true in a way, it's always jam in Penang.. ALWAYS..  plus the roads are very squeezy, and small.. of course la jam... One land rover can take up 2 lanes edi.. Now imagine one land rover breaking down in the middle of the road.. I tell you, the jam can pergi sampai the Juru tol gate area.. Seriously.... The island is WAY WAY WAY TOO overpopulated.. They trying to sink Penang like Atlantis izit??

So, Thursday is a holiday.. because the country finally declare Malaysia Day a holiday.. this year... I bet they got pressured so much by the people to make this day a holiday...  Well, I don't think this day will affect Penang... Who still want to balik kampung la??

Pergi satu hari, Jam satu hari... Then, say Hi & Bye, balik..  What's the damn point??  test driving the car on Penang bridge izit?

So maybe, the traffic won't be so so so freaking darn heavy... There will still be heavy traffic, but the road is mainly crowded by those overpopulated Penang people.

Stilll.... have to endure the jam... I hate traffic jam..

Why??
Because it consumes time, petrol, and your patience, and not to mention, being trapped for so long in the jam, can overheat you car you know..  That's why, everytime there's a jam, you can see one or two car by the road side with their front bonnet open... and few frustrated beings.. sometimes a bunch of frustrated families.. stranded at the road side..

Traffic jam... is not a good thing.

Line Woes..

I miss you..

 Thank god for handphones...


I'm just bored without you, Bear..

Merdeka?? Really?

My country is a beautiful country.....

If politics weren't that dark,
If people weren't that divided,
If all races doesn't discriminate
If all were given equal rights and opportunities
If they weren't hungered for more power,
If they weren't crazy for positions,
If they weren't blinded by money
If they stop trying to destroy each other 
If they stop working for their benefits, and start improving the country.
If they stop reminiscing of the country's past achievements, and start making new ones.. 

Yes. It will be beautiful.

but sadly it's not... because, people will be people... Humans will be selfish....

and we'll always be defined by our race and religion... and not by our country.. which is absolutely bullshit and crap.. Shame on you..Shame on you, Malaysians....

So "Happy Birthday" Malaysia ...

CheckList and Bizarre things.

Am currently doing a checklist now.. There are so many things to bring there.. I just don't know what to bring there.. There are things that I WANT to bring... and also things that I NEED to bring.. Need is a must..but want, let's just say it's a conflict with the inner side. & time is running out.. gawd!! I wish that my parents will do everything for me, but I realised that I don't need them to do this because they wouldn't know what I really need, or want... & I think I'm capable enough to go out and get it..

Well, this is the first time, going out here and there for last minute shopping.. because last time, I had no license. I have license now.. which is quite a blessing.. I get to zoom here and there.. Though the fines I got is quite a pain in the ass. Last time, I had no money, all the money comes from my mother's big purse.. Now I have money in my bank (though it's still my parents money, but consider it mine because I get to use and spend it with my own wise brain).

So what the hell am I still blogging and not out there with my ass scouting my needs??? Seriously, I don't know. I don't even know what I want.. I'm still too occupied with the thoughts of going bungee jumping with a bridal gown from Vera Wang with Miss Chai...which I don't know after how many years time only we'll be doing it.. I wished I have some kind of personal assistance, that would do all this things for me.. Yeah right, keep dreaming.. I'm no Paris Hilton. I just have to swallow the bitter fact that I have to do this all by myself.. This sucks man.. Seriously, and fuckingly sucks!

Anyway, for now.. I just have keep everything organised write them down..write them ALL DOWN... then I'm out of the house and get all those things at one shot.

and once in while, I get distracted by random thoughts.. for example ... the bungee jump thing... AGAIN.. The cute guy in MPH.. *grins* .. Oh, yesterday I decided that, if.. IF I cannot make it into medic.. if I fail and continue to fail like some pathetic loser.. Then... I'll join the army. Seriously. But.. the problem is.. Hello, you're in Malaysia.. They don't need the army because nobody wants to take over this country... because the leaders all love to sodomise each other and call each other immigrants... and while other countries are equipped with atomic, nuclear,hydrogen bomb.... We only got some C4 explosives which are capable to blow up some Mongolian chic in pieces... Other countries have warships and huge submarine which can DIVE.. our can only sink but cannot emerge.. & if and if there's really a war.. We won't use guns, and instead use silat and keris to fight the enemy to keep our "Ketuanan Melayu" spirit intact.. and if there's no jungle.. We will definitely lose. No corner to relak mah..

Well, that's just the worst case scenario if and only if I don't pass....

Letter to Lady Luck

33, Lucky Avenue,
Imagination Park,
00000, Heaven.

Dear Lady Luck,

Hi, how are you??? You're one heck of a busy lady. Bestowing luck and taking luck from different low life person every single day.. I know you hate your job, like very much hate it, because you don't get paid for every luck you give and people mostly think that you don't exist and the luck given to them is fated or just plain accident.. I know, I understand exactly how you feel.. note that I highlighted and bold "exactly" in red shows that I really comprehend your situation. It sucks being invisible... Anyway, I'm guessing that you know me, you know, the short 19 year old girl?? The girl where sometimes (I think) you accidently gave me some bad luck not on purpose... I don't blame you, you must had a very bad day on those days.. I understand.. But today, I think I should gives you some heads up to prevent 2nd time happenings like today, which will be explained in detail if you continue reading..

Yes Lady Luck, I perfectly know that I don't know how to cook.. but You don't have to cause misfortune to me everytime I tried to dish up something... It's very hurting you know, plus the fact that I'm hungry, makes the problem far more aggravating.. Girls like age of mine, or maybe younger, tend to get very hungry easily.. & also often in a bad time.. especially at night..blame it on our raging hormones.. When we get PMS, we eat more too.. so have some pity for us girls.. & if we are hungry, we will be hungry..... we will stay hungry, no matter how much we force ourselves to sleep.. we will still be awake, because we're still hungry.. that is why they say: If a girl is hungry, feed her. (I don't know who said that, maybe it was me) So, now you understand why I was in the kitchen at 12am.. I know that I can't cook, but I can make something which is edible to me.. and only me. I don't mind, as long as I can eat. That is why, I hope you won't give me any misfortune anymore.

It's very annoying when you just finished frying some spaghetti in olive oil and garlic, and then ended up cleaning and wiping the kitchen floor, because you just "accidently", without grace, pour half of the food on to the open floor. I know that I'm clumsy and lazy, heck I ate out of a wok, who doesn't? It saves time and also water.. Or Maybe you were just concern when you saw how I cook... I assure you that it is 100% edible, although it may be too salty and not appetizing.. However, it doesn't give you an excuse to knock half of my wok of spaghetti to the floor.. Do you know how hard it is to get the oil stain of the floor.. Even till now, the floor is still oily eventhough I mopped it few times... It really took the enthusiasm of eating right out of me...

So you see, I'm writing to you to request that you would go low on me, and maybe spare me a few luck next time?? I reckon that this letter may be 1st or maybe 3rd letter you received, knowing that how little people believed you actually exist!!! It's ok, don't be so hard on yourself.. I also know about your past relationship that made you so disorientated in your job.. For example, how the asshole Mr Fate abandoned you at the altar, and eloped with Miss Destiny 2 years ago, ( I must admit, Miss Destiny was a hell of a bodacious babe, but you're a beauty on the inside, it takes time for people to figure out) and Mr Miracle was just plain gay! But work and personal stuff are different, you should keep it apart.. So please, have a good judgment next time. I hope the next time I cook, I get to eat right after I finished cooking, and not caught up with cleaning business after cooking... I can tolerate, but I'm not patient. So, you really don't want me cussing swear words at you, right?? Because, the next unlucky person would be you.. & I hate seeing you jobless, cause you're doing a damn good job for others..

Thank you very much.. I don't expect replies, but I don't mind hearing back from you..

Love,
The girl who can't fucking cook.

p.s I think I would be the next person in FML stating that how my mother in law bribed my husband to divorce me because I can't cook.