P.A.N.A.S

I stepped out and there were people greeting me with surgical mask covering their mouths and noses.

Alamak. Kena quarantine ke?

My bladder was screaming to me resulting from me downing the bottle of mineral water. Aiming for the nearest ladies room, I did my business. As I reached for the tissue paper, I saw it.

Eh, ade hose air la!

YES!!! I'm back in Malaysia.

6 more days...

Happiness is wanting what you have.

Desire is wanting what you don't have.

HAPPINESS

~my best friend~

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DESIRE

~my future phone ~

I like.

The year is coming to an end. How fast everything went this year. The end of the year brings gazillion invites from different people around campus wanting to celebrate you for...well,for just being you.

The last week of class, I had a lunch/dinner/party/formal/get-together invite almost everyday, free of charge of course. Almost all were through the activities or committees that I have been on throughout the year. And mind you, they are not cheap at all.

It struck me how different the Americans are compared to us back home. Americans spend money on big social events just to socialize and nothing more. I feel that in Malaysia, whenever we had something on, there was always a reason to it. To celebrate, to thank, to say goodbye, to say welcome or whatever it is.

Rock The Quad was done simply to provide fun for students living around the Quad area. Free food, free drinks, free shirts, free inflatable bull ride, free goodies. Everything could have easily cost USD 20,000. Is it worth it just so students have a fun day out?

Well, I don't care as long as it's not my money. Everything was awesome-licious to me. Especially with the beautiful weather outside. Gonna miss it when I get back home to Malaysia.

Finals around the corner. -_-"

ooo..saya sangat suke

EGO
Hey baby
How you doing?
You know
I'm gonna cut right
To the chase
Some women were made
But me, myself
I like to think
I was created
For a special purpose
You know,
What's more
Special than you,
You feel me?

It's on,
Baby lets get lost
You don't need
To call into work,
Cuz you're the boss
For real want you
To show me how you feel
I consider myself
Lucky that's a big deal

Why, well,
You got the key to my heart
But you aint gonna need it
I'd rather you open up my body
And show me secrets
You didn't know was inside,
No need for me to lie

It's too big
It's too wide
It's too strong
It wont fit
It's too much
It's too tough
He talks like this
Cuz he can back it up
He got a big ego
Such a huge ego
I love his big ego
It's too much
He walks like this
Cuz he can back it up

Usually I'm humble
Right now I don't choose
You can leave with me
Or you could have the blues
Some call it arrogant
I call it confidant
You decide when you find
On what I'm working with
Damn I know,
I'm killing you with them legs
Better yet them thighs
Matter a fact it's my smile
Or maybe my eyes
Boy you a site to see
Kind of something like me

I have a slight obsession with Beyonce at the moment. and me *hearts*
Sheryl Murakami,choreographer/dancer.

missing

Hey Uncle Jean,

I wanna tell you I'm doing well.

I'm here where I wanted to be.

I want you to see. I want you to be proud.

It's been a year, I miss you. I still remember you.

Love always,
Me.

MALAYSIA

Oh yeah...
am going back in a month's time!
i miss writing here.


My phone is spazzing out.
I NEEDS a new one.
anybody out of ideas for my birthday present this year?

*hint hint* sidekick 2008 *coughs*

btw, i was re-reading my last post. Armando is Puerto Rican. hahaha. what a funny place the world is.

Tengo la Camisa Negra

Somebody needs to shoot me in the head. We just spent a whopping 1 hour and15 minutes talking about barcharts and piecharts. Honestly, it ain't that complicated. It is inferred that ECO 045 is a waste of my time.

Anyway, something happened to me in NYC that I haven't wrote about. Here goes:

A significant part of my winter break was spent either at the train station or freezing my ass off waiting for the bus. Let me just tell you, it is a very unpleasant feeling when you are so cold you cannot feel your legs.

Me and Tony were at the train station, and if you haven't already know, Tony is an African American/Black/however you want to call it guy. We were minding our business, just waiting for the E train. I was leaning on him and had my head on his chest. In comes this black guy, walks up to Tony and start preaching about relationships. (You get a lot of random people preaching stuff by the corner at the subway station). So he keeps talking to Tony, blatantly ignoring me, telling him about how his brother went crazy in the head because he married a Puerto Rican woman. It was hard to understand and follow what he was saying but the gist of it was how Puerto Rican women are evil and should be stayed away from at all cost.

Now, initially, I was trying to be an active participant of the conversation. But it just became so obvious that he wasn't interested in acknowledging me. And then it hit me!

Instead of being friendly, he was actually trying to warn Tony to stay away from me. He effin thought i was Puerto Rican!

Well, if I was one, I would be offended. Since I'm not, I just thought the whole thing was funny. This isn't the first time somebody thought I was a Latino. I get people coming up to me in Spanish all the time. -_-".

I hate not having my own laptop.