Today was an effing boring day!! Right now i am in the library which is swarmed by weird new students and insect-like children in between watching Jay and Silent Bob Strikes Back- the movie which is effing awesome... i mean Gosh!!! how boring can my day get?!? I have to attend and also Emcee the Ta'aruf crap awards or shit like that which is really pulling my wires right now because I am like soo fucking nervous for the fact that i have to like stand in front of a crowd of 15 million (or so) students and effing "hear" their creepy thoughts...
Man am I in an effed up situation... And there is this man who is like staring at my computer and like trying to effing investigate what i am up to... as if i am effing watching porn or crap like that! And so i am like inadvertently expecting new students to come (international mind you) and all I get is a bunch of Freaking M****s that we see everyday anyway...i mean BRING ON THE NEWBIES effers!!!
Please excuse my swearing...why? because i just feel like it today... maybe its the Jay and silent Bob movie affecting me....bajabers! Last night I SMS'd a guy (he's an emcee mate of mine) lets call him Pockface, why? cos his face is soo full of pockmarks!! EW! Though Omaira** keeps insisting that he is such a cutie when really he's NOT! Whats going through my head right now? Random things and mixed up words like emo/fuck/shit/dick/esheslotten/jack/Chris...etc. i dunno why they rumble through my head like that...
Oh! and one of my friends...u needn't know who...has a crush on my VERY TALL friend named Turkey** and she keeps denying it... how do i know that she crushes him? Because she constantly talks about him....word!
We are currently in Holidays and its soooo boooriiinggg.... wanna know how my holidays went? here's how...
On the first day of holidays we traveled to the exotic (pfffttt), aromatic (gag) and serene (i got that right!) area or rather university called UIA Gombak... I went with Omaira** as we had nothing to do the whole time, so we decided to visit Gombak... but we never knew what was in store for us there...
We took the UIA Nilai bus and traveled until we reached Universiti Station. There we bought train tickets- one way- to Terminal Putra, which is the last station on the list of stations( it was insanely uncomfortable in the train because there was this uber gross, ugly, old, and physically BIG man behind me and he kept pressing his ginormous stomach onto my back which was like tootally EWW!!), and from there we took the Putra Bus (which cost RM1 for a whole day trip- awesome aiite?) and it took us all the way to Gombak! well that was the high point of our day... I got to know this wonderful girl named Haley** who was Omaira's** country mate. She's really nice to me although I barely exchanged more than two words with her...oh well...
The next day we decided to go to Amelia's house to cop a swim to refresh ourselves. But how did we get there? I Wonder...
We first took the Putra Bus from UIA Gombak to the LRT station... from there we took the LRT to Masjid Jamek. If you think thats is bad, OH MY GOD!!! We had to put up with Butt Clenching, Ass grabbing, Odor reeking adults with their imperviously active and annoying kids who kept effing grabbing people's behinds thinking it was a very good idea to do that in the first place... yeesh! And as if that wasn't bad enough- there was a guy who was standing in fornt of us and HIS BUTT WONT BE STILL!! It keeps jiggling here and there and all that as if he had a needle shoved up his arse!
Anyway, from Masjid Jamek we took the STAR LRT to PWTC and and then from there we went to Amelia's** house, and guess what? R** lives in near her place...creepy much? We waited for our Jene to come down and welcome us (there was a dire need for swipe cards at this point so we couldn't enter). We waited in Berkeley Park and in the end nearly wanted to go to her house when we spotted her downstairs all singlet clad, stomach exposed and very short shorts. WOW! I was quite surprised at first because i didn't think that she would actually go out dressed like that, and baffle me bajabers but she damn well heckin proved me wrong!
We waved her over and she entered the building and asked us what we were doing there. O and i looked at each other and told her that we came to see her (duh!). She smiled her sweet smile and told us that she lived in Westminster Park, NOT Berkeley Park. We smiled sheepishly and laughed at our own silliness and followed her to her place and she welcomed us in..
"My brother and Jene are not home, so i am all alone," she declared to us. And then she told us to surf the net on her brother's computer and that we would go swimming later cos when we arrived she was cleaning the house (very thoroughly mind you!)
[This is the intermission where i tell you something about Amelia** - she's a clean freek! She cannot live in a dirty place unless sit is very thoroughly cleaned with disinfectant and anti- bacterial liquid! She should join those TV Clean freeks in that show How Clean are You? thats on every Friday at Ten pm.]
Then we went swimming later and boy was it refreshing! We took some piccies, splashed water on each other, tried to drown one another in between my futile attempts at trying to swim (that was embarrassing because there were a couple of eight year olds there that were swimming like pros while I was swimming like an impaired fish) Towards the end we noticed a couple of Perverted looking Indian/ Pakistani guys leisurely looking at us in our bras and shortie shorts as if it was some effing free show! We began to feel really uncomfortable undre their( there were more than five of themm- TEN i think!) piercing stares that we stopped swimming and left.
The rest of the day was spent at the Mall (yea, thats right its called THE MALL- ironic right?) eating McD and just loitering around. then we went back to Gombak eager for tomorrow cos we were planning on circling Gombvak and hoarding it for hot senior guys (Mmm...) , but that sam enight we received and SMS form the Ta'aruf committee that we had to go there the next morning ASAP for a meeting. FUCK! What the eff they think they are?
We Grumpily went ther and that is how i ended up in Nilai... and we are sad cos we were planning to go to Angela's**( our roomie) house for another refreshing swim but obviously that turned out to be deep shit! Damn those Ta'aruf Junkies!!!
U know u love love LOVE me,
Man am I in an effed up situation... And there is this man who is like staring at my computer and like trying to effing investigate what i am up to... as if i am effing watching porn or crap like that! And so i am like inadvertently expecting new students to come (international mind you) and all I get is a bunch of Freaking M****s that we see everyday anyway...i mean BRING ON THE NEWBIES effers!!!
Please excuse my swearing...why? because i just feel like it today... maybe its the Jay and silent Bob movie affecting me....bajabers! Last night I SMS'd a guy (he's an emcee mate of mine) lets call him Pockface, why? cos his face is soo full of pockmarks!! EW! Though Omaira** keeps insisting that he is such a cutie when really he's NOT! Whats going through my head right now? Random things and mixed up words like emo/fuck/shit/dick/esheslotten/jack/Chris...etc. i dunno why they rumble through my head like that...
Oh! and one of my friends...u needn't know who...has a crush on my VERY TALL friend named Turkey** and she keeps denying it... how do i know that she crushes him? Because she constantly talks about him....word!
We are currently in Holidays and its soooo boooriiinggg.... wanna know how my holidays went? here's how...
On the first day of holidays we traveled to the exotic (pfffttt), aromatic (gag) and serene (i got that right!) area or rather university called UIA Gombak... I went with Omaira** as we had nothing to do the whole time, so we decided to visit Gombak... but we never knew what was in store for us there...
We took the UIA Nilai bus and traveled until we reached Universiti Station. There we bought train tickets- one way- to Terminal Putra, which is the last station on the list of stations( it was insanely uncomfortable in the train because there was this uber gross, ugly, old, and physically BIG man behind me and he kept pressing his ginormous stomach onto my back which was like tootally EWW!!), and from there we took the Putra Bus (which cost RM1 for a whole day trip- awesome aiite?) and it took us all the way to Gombak! well that was the high point of our day... I got to know this wonderful girl named Haley** who was Omaira's** country mate. She's really nice to me although I barely exchanged more than two words with her...oh well...
The next day we decided to go to Amelia's house to cop a swim to refresh ourselves. But how did we get there? I Wonder...
We first took the Putra Bus from UIA Gombak to the LRT station... from there we took the LRT to Masjid Jamek. If you think thats is bad, OH MY GOD!!! We had to put up with Butt Clenching, Ass grabbing, Odor reeking adults with their imperviously active and annoying kids who kept effing grabbing people's behinds thinking it was a very good idea to do that in the first place... yeesh! And as if that wasn't bad enough- there was a guy who was standing in fornt of us and HIS BUTT WONT BE STILL!! It keeps jiggling here and there and all that as if he had a needle shoved up his arse!
Anyway, from Masjid Jamek we took the STAR LRT to PWTC and and then from there we went to Amelia's** house, and guess what? R** lives in near her place...creepy much? We waited for our Jene to come down and welcome us (there was a dire need for swipe cards at this point so we couldn't enter). We waited in Berkeley Park and in the end nearly wanted to go to her house when we spotted her downstairs all singlet clad, stomach exposed and very short shorts. WOW! I was quite surprised at first because i didn't think that she would actually go out dressed like that, and baffle me bajabers but she damn well heckin proved me wrong!
We waved her over and she entered the building and asked us what we were doing there. O and i looked at each other and told her that we came to see her (duh!). She smiled her sweet smile and told us that she lived in Westminster Park, NOT Berkeley Park. We smiled sheepishly and laughed at our own silliness and followed her to her place and she welcomed us in..
"My brother and Jene are not home, so i am all alone," she declared to us. And then she told us to surf the net on her brother's computer and that we would go swimming later cos when we arrived she was cleaning the house (very thoroughly mind you!)
[This is the intermission where i tell you something about Amelia** - she's a clean freek! She cannot live in a dirty place unless sit is very thoroughly cleaned with disinfectant and anti- bacterial liquid! She should join those TV Clean freeks in that show How Clean are You? thats on every Friday at Ten pm.]
Then we went swimming later and boy was it refreshing! We took some piccies, splashed water on each other, tried to drown one another in between my futile attempts at trying to swim (that was embarrassing because there were a couple of eight year olds there that were swimming like pros while I was swimming like an impaired fish) Towards the end we noticed a couple of Perverted looking Indian/ Pakistani guys leisurely looking at us in our bras and shortie shorts as if it was some effing free show! We began to feel really uncomfortable undre their( there were more than five of themm- TEN i think!) piercing stares that we stopped swimming and left.
The rest of the day was spent at the Mall (yea, thats right its called THE MALL- ironic right?) eating McD and just loitering around. then we went back to Gombak eager for tomorrow cos we were planning on circling Gombvak and hoarding it for hot senior guys (Mmm...) , but that sam enight we received and SMS form the Ta'aruf committee that we had to go there the next morning ASAP for a meeting. FUCK! What the eff they think they are?
We Grumpily went ther and that is how i ended up in Nilai... and we are sad cos we were planning to go to Angela's**( our roomie) house for another refreshing swim but obviously that turned out to be deep shit! Damn those Ta'aruf Junkies!!!
U know u love love LOVE me,
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ouch! so much of effing dude! haha..but fbb wont mind anyway, wil he? i wonder..
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