Assalamu'alaikum....
Right now I am "bermastautin"-ing a bit at Afzan's house for the night. I needed some extra outlets to plug in my PocketPC to finish up my program, when lo and behold... my PocketPC malfunctioned. Dang iPaQ just up and died on me. Dude, that's not cool. Everybody else do not have to worry about finals anymore while I... I still have my presentation to make. Oh dear someone shoot me now... I'm so nervous.
Anyway, I got a 10 dollar fine for forgetting to letak duit dalam meter. Stupid. Grrr...
Semalam amek kete ngan Ijat.. mase kat State Street, nyaris ade satu kete biru nie nak langgar kitorang. Asheh... wuh. Kus smangat. Org tgh tunggu this Range Rover nak masuk parking space die, alih2 kete nie just slipped right in front of me nyaris nak langgar the front of the car. Dude, tak sabar2. Paling best... apparently terserempak ngan die kat North smalam. I gave him a dirty stare 'cause he's stupid and I can't just start to randomly yell at him.
Oh my PocketPC, thou has forsaken me. Translation: homework tak habes, and I am royally screwed... big time.
Okie doke, need to get ready jumpe Harold, ciao!
Wassalam.....
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
Couldn't sleep... couldn't do much work too ... decided to blog instead. So yeah, my parents are here, along with my aunt and her daughter, who's my cousin (duh!) It feels weird . Living here for four years, I've never really associated my college life with my life at home. It's a clash right there. I mean, I love my family and all, but I'm so accustomed to my freedom that right now, things are a little stiffling for me. At the ripe ol' age of 23, there are certain things that I consider my business and my business alone. I'm not used to people just asking my whereabouts anymore especially when I don't feel like volunteering the information.
Is it just me? Am I a bad kid? I thought so, until I talked to someone just now who could totally relate. I feel bad for feeling like this on the first day, but I hate feeling guilty about having projects and presentations and essays to do while The Fam is here. My friend told me it was perfectly normal that after being apart for so long, I'm a little over-protective of my privacy. I mean, seeing them over the summer and living together in that big ol' house was tough enough, but having everyone stuffed in one crampy lil' apartment is bound to test one's sanity. I have to admit that right now, I feel really inadequate because I don't have a car so that I can drive them around, I am not free till my presentation next Friday and I honestly do not know where to bring them because I live in goddamn Michigan. My idea of having them spend a few days in Chicago (with or without me, depending on the date) was immediately shot down, which didn't make my job easier. I think my stress hormone has gone up a couple of notches since this morning.
So now I can't sleep. No surprise, sleep has eluded me these past few days. Some of my friends are not sleeping on purpose 'cause they have to study. I just can't sleep, even if I have nothing lined up the next day and nothing is due yet. Sometimes I wonder what has four years of college done to me... the heartbreak of losing everything precious to you and the pressure of doing well (some say it's the effort that matters, but that only applies in La La Land). My brain just refuses to shut down. I'm not smoking pot so why are the synapses in my brain working overtime? (my medical friends are gonna kill me for butchering up their terminology).
Usually if I can't sleep.. I read. Well, aside from the light of my laptop, everything else is shut down for the night. My apartment hasn't been this dark since I left it unoccupied during Sring Break. I'm still adjusting... I think rght now I'm just being a butt and I'm not trying hard enough. We'll see.
On another note, my program has gone thourgh significant advances since the last time I bitch about it. Hooray! Microsoft still sucks, but my GSI, Harold, totally rocks! Yippee!! On another totally unrelated note.... I wanna be a usability engineer. Anyone as any ideas on how to go about doing that?
One last rant for today: Men are scum. If we don't need you for reproduction, and if it's not against my religion... I would totally turn gay. Or be a bi... I've no problem about going both ways, especially since I now realize what scumbags the male population can be. Dude, you ain't all that fine.
Wassalam....
Couldn't sleep... couldn't do much work too ... decided to blog instead. So yeah, my parents are here, along with my aunt and her daughter, who's my cousin (duh!) It feels weird . Living here for four years, I've never really associated my college life with my life at home. It's a clash right there. I mean, I love my family and all, but I'm so accustomed to my freedom that right now, things are a little stiffling for me. At the ripe ol' age of 23, there are certain things that I consider my business and my business alone. I'm not used to people just asking my whereabouts anymore especially when I don't feel like volunteering the information.
Is it just me? Am I a bad kid? I thought so, until I talked to someone just now who could totally relate. I feel bad for feeling like this on the first day, but I hate feeling guilty about having projects and presentations and essays to do while The Fam is here. My friend told me it was perfectly normal that after being apart for so long, I'm a little over-protective of my privacy. I mean, seeing them over the summer and living together in that big ol' house was tough enough, but having everyone stuffed in one crampy lil' apartment is bound to test one's sanity. I have to admit that right now, I feel really inadequate because I don't have a car so that I can drive them around, I am not free till my presentation next Friday and I honestly do not know where to bring them because I live in goddamn Michigan. My idea of having them spend a few days in Chicago (with or without me, depending on the date) was immediately shot down, which didn't make my job easier. I think my stress hormone has gone up a couple of notches since this morning.
So now I can't sleep. No surprise, sleep has eluded me these past few days. Some of my friends are not sleeping on purpose 'cause they have to study. I just can't sleep, even if I have nothing lined up the next day and nothing is due yet. Sometimes I wonder what has four years of college done to me... the heartbreak of losing everything precious to you and the pressure of doing well (some say it's the effort that matters, but that only applies in La La Land). My brain just refuses to shut down. I'm not smoking pot so why are the synapses in my brain working overtime? (my medical friends are gonna kill me for butchering up their terminology).
Usually if I can't sleep.. I read. Well, aside from the light of my laptop, everything else is shut down for the night. My apartment hasn't been this dark since I left it unoccupied during Sring Break. I'm still adjusting... I think rght now I'm just being a butt and I'm not trying hard enough. We'll see.
On another note, my program has gone thourgh significant advances since the last time I bitch about it. Hooray! Microsoft still sucks, but my GSI, Harold, totally rocks! Yippee!! On another totally unrelated note.... I wanna be a usability engineer. Anyone as any ideas on how to go about doing that?
One last rant for today: Men are scum. If we don't need you for reproduction, and if it's not against my religion... I would totally turn gay. Or be a bi... I've no problem about going both ways, especially since I now realize what scumbags the male population can be. Dude, you ain't all that fine.
Wassalam....
Monday, April 18, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
Wahahaha... no mo exams for me! Wooohooo!! I am done. Unfortunately I still have my computer assignment for my independant study to finish. Aiseh. So still no rest for the weary :) . How did my exam go? So and so.... as usual there's a section that I completely BSed and there's section that I know I totally aced. Heheh. Oh well.
Anyway, right after I handed my exam, I heard this song playing in the EECS building hallway. I went out of the classroom and was greeted with the sight of Prof. Teorey, Prof. Compton and other male EECS professors walking down the hall wearing white chef hats (you know the tall ones) and white aprons. I was surprised, and also glad that they didn't start playing the damn inauguration song until I was well and done with my exam. Heheh. Turns out they were giving out free lunch, curtesy of the EECS department. So lunch, for me, consisted of a roast beef and turkey sandwich, pasta salad, a piece of brownie and lemonade. Yumm.. lemonade. Hey, any lunch that doesn't involve me cooking or spending actual money, it's good enough for me.
Later at 5.30pm, Deera and I went to our last dance class for the semester and watched a video of our performance. Hahaha.. we rocked! Like seriously, LoL. The sound system sucked. the video was kinda funny, and since I was more at the begining of my dance line, certain part of me were cut off. Very sad really. But there was an awesome close-up of me when Mas Pamardi and I sang our song, ditto for Deera too when she was singing with the rest of the Pandawas. Awesome. Hopefully I'll be able to get a copy of the video soon. I was so sad taking pictures just now, realizing this is gonna be my last dance class with Mas Wasi and Mbak Oliv. Heck this is probably gonna be my last dance class ever. I said this once, and I will say this again .... I MISS DANCING!!!! AAAAA!!!! I miss wearing my samparan and my sampur and my setagen..... I'm so sad right now. Dude, I wish I can make a living out of doing Javanese dance ... well, I probably can but my mom would kill me.
And now, I'm just sittin' here, just finished watching The Inferno (why do they even bother making the show, look at the line-up, you know the Bad Asses are gonna kick the Good Guys butts) and now I have John Stewart on my TV. John Stewart is so yummy.... *sigh*.
Talking about yummy .... I'm gonna polish off the rest of my macaroni goreng. Later! :)
Be happy, be funny, and be blessed :) ...... Wassalam......
Wahahaha... no mo exams for me! Wooohooo!! I am done. Unfortunately I still have my computer assignment for my independant study to finish. Aiseh. So still no rest for the weary :) . How did my exam go? So and so.... as usual there's a section that I completely BSed and there's section that I know I totally aced. Heheh. Oh well.
Anyway, right after I handed my exam, I heard this song playing in the EECS building hallway. I went out of the classroom and was greeted with the sight of Prof. Teorey, Prof. Compton and other male EECS professors walking down the hall wearing white chef hats (you know the tall ones) and white aprons. I was surprised, and also glad that they didn't start playing the damn inauguration song until I was well and done with my exam. Heheh. Turns out they were giving out free lunch, curtesy of the EECS department. So lunch, for me, consisted of a roast beef and turkey sandwich, pasta salad, a piece of brownie and lemonade. Yumm.. lemonade. Hey, any lunch that doesn't involve me cooking or spending actual money, it's good enough for me.
Later at 5.30pm, Deera and I went to our last dance class for the semester and watched a video of our performance. Hahaha.. we rocked! Like seriously, LoL. The sound system sucked. the video was kinda funny, and since I was more at the begining of my dance line, certain part of me were cut off. Very sad really. But there was an awesome close-up of me when Mas Pamardi and I sang our song, ditto for Deera too when she was singing with the rest of the Pandawas. Awesome. Hopefully I'll be able to get a copy of the video soon. I was so sad taking pictures just now, realizing this is gonna be my last dance class with Mas Wasi and Mbak Oliv. Heck this is probably gonna be my last dance class ever. I said this once, and I will say this again .... I MISS DANCING!!!! AAAAA!!!! I miss wearing my samparan and my sampur and my setagen..... I'm so sad right now. Dude, I wish I can make a living out of doing Javanese dance ... well, I probably can but my mom would kill me.
And now, I'm just sittin' here, just finished watching The Inferno (why do they even bother making the show, look at the line-up, you know the Bad Asses are gonna kick the Good Guys butts) and now I have John Stewart on my TV. John Stewart is so yummy.... *sigh*.
Talking about yummy .... I'm gonna polish off the rest of my macaroni goreng. Later! :)
Be happy, be funny, and be blessed :) ...... Wassalam......
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum.....
The day starts off as being weird again. Woke up late, fell off the bed, tried calling Kate to tell her I'd be late, found out she was covered in vomit (don't ask), had people calling me up to go outside and play and I can't 'cause I have an exam tomorrow. Then I chatted with a few people that I wish I didn't, and chatted with a friend who gave me a different point of view of stuff .... and now I'm... surprisingly feeling good about myself :) .
People can always bring you down, so it's up to you to take precautions against those mothaf***ers and always remember that you ARE a good person and things ARE going to happen for you :) . I try to remind myself all of time of that fact... though sometimes events happen that just test your convictions and all you wanna do is break down and finish off a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts in the hopes that the sugar will make you forget about all the sucky stuff in your life. [Note to others: it doesn't work, what you'll end up is soggy doughnuts drenched in tears].
My parents are coming soon. Yay! :) Can't wait. My mom and my sister-in-law are the only two people that I can tell some deeply personal stuff to, my mom for the obvious reasons of her being my mom and knowing waaaaaay more than I do, and my sister-in-law 'cause she's so fun-loving and a kid at heart. So my bases are basically covered :) .
I now have an obsession with tank tops, especially those with built in bras that just just makes your God-given assets that much more ... attractive. LoL. Kidding, people. I love tank tops 'cause they're sooo comfy. Especially in this weather. I wear one under my sweatshirt, and take the sweatshirt off when I'm hanging-out at my friends' place.. Kate calls me scandalous. Of course I told her to shut up, LoL.
Played with a cat just now, called Bella. Bella is Jenny's cat, and Jenny is Kate and Erin's roommate. The cat is so CUTE. I love cats. I used to have a whole bunch of 'em. They're dead now. Boo hoo. Anyway, Bella ended up eating half of my EECS 485 notes. This is a new spin of things ... "Sorry prof I can't study 'cause the cat ate my notes". Well she really did! But she's still cute though. If I get a cat, and he's male, I'd call him Orlando. If a girl, then I'd call her Buttercup. Why? 'Cause I wanna.
People are crazy sometimes. Life is as complicated, or as easy as you make it. That's true, and I've always believe that to be true. Sure, you can't really control the crap that happens to you, but you certainly make sure that it doesn't faze you more than it should. I live in a fairly sheltered life ... if I know that it's gonna hurt me, then I don't wanna know about it. That might mean missing out on stuff, but I know me, and there are certain things that I refuse to let myself go through. It might not be the best defense mechanism, but at least I have one. One thing that I find very relaxing to do is to just talk. Like TALK, about anything. It doesn't even have to be about stuff that's bothering you. The more I talk about random stuff, the better I feel. Some of my friends might not notice, but I tend to spew out absolute nonsense whenever I'm tense and I laugh and smile like nobody's business. Tha faster I started out talking, the bigger the problem in my head. Dude, talking rocks.
Now I gotta go and have dinner, and more studying to do. To people reading this.... I love you all, have a good life filled with happiness and blessings and if you ever feel, one of these days, that no one loves you, always remember that I do :) .
Wassalam...
The day starts off as being weird again. Woke up late, fell off the bed, tried calling Kate to tell her I'd be late, found out she was covered in vomit (don't ask), had people calling me up to go outside and play and I can't 'cause I have an exam tomorrow. Then I chatted with a few people that I wish I didn't, and chatted with a friend who gave me a different point of view of stuff .... and now I'm... surprisingly feeling good about myself :) .
People can always bring you down, so it's up to you to take precautions against those mothaf***ers and always remember that you ARE a good person and things ARE going to happen for you :) . I try to remind myself all of time of that fact... though sometimes events happen that just test your convictions and all you wanna do is break down and finish off a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts in the hopes that the sugar will make you forget about all the sucky stuff in your life. [Note to others: it doesn't work, what you'll end up is soggy doughnuts drenched in tears].
My parents are coming soon. Yay! :) Can't wait. My mom and my sister-in-law are the only two people that I can tell some deeply personal stuff to, my mom for the obvious reasons of her being my mom and knowing waaaaaay more than I do, and my sister-in-law 'cause she's so fun-loving and a kid at heart. So my bases are basically covered :) .
I now have an obsession with tank tops, especially those with built in bras that just just makes your God-given assets that much more ... attractive. LoL. Kidding, people. I love tank tops 'cause they're sooo comfy. Especially in this weather. I wear one under my sweatshirt, and take the sweatshirt off when I'm hanging-out at my friends' place.. Kate calls me scandalous. Of course I told her to shut up, LoL.
Played with a cat just now, called Bella. Bella is Jenny's cat, and Jenny is Kate and Erin's roommate. The cat is so CUTE. I love cats. I used to have a whole bunch of 'em. They're dead now. Boo hoo. Anyway, Bella ended up eating half of my EECS 485 notes. This is a new spin of things ... "Sorry prof I can't study 'cause the cat ate my notes". Well she really did! But she's still cute though. If I get a cat, and he's male, I'd call him Orlando. If a girl, then I'd call her Buttercup. Why? 'Cause I wanna.
People are crazy sometimes. Life is as complicated, or as easy as you make it. That's true, and I've always believe that to be true. Sure, you can't really control the crap that happens to you, but you certainly make sure that it doesn't faze you more than it should. I live in a fairly sheltered life ... if I know that it's gonna hurt me, then I don't wanna know about it. That might mean missing out on stuff, but I know me, and there are certain things that I refuse to let myself go through. It might not be the best defense mechanism, but at least I have one. One thing that I find very relaxing to do is to just talk. Like TALK, about anything. It doesn't even have to be about stuff that's bothering you. The more I talk about random stuff, the better I feel. Some of my friends might not notice, but I tend to spew out absolute nonsense whenever I'm tense and I laugh and smile like nobody's business. Tha faster I started out talking, the bigger the problem in my head. Dude, talking rocks.
Now I gotta go and have dinner, and more studying to do. To people reading this.... I love you all, have a good life filled with happiness and blessings and if you ever feel, one of these days, that no one loves you, always remember that I do :) .
Wassalam...
Assalamu'alaikum.....
I am livid. Absolutely livid. Grrrrrrr!!!!!! One crummy news after another. So I'm gonna rave and rant now here according to order. Mind you, none of you will understand this unless you're that person:
person 1:
How dare you?! How dare you trick me like this?! You lied to me you SOB! "C'mon, let's just go out to lunch for a bit, homework can wait an hour. I'll be off in Iraq soon, won't get any good american food in months... maybe even years". Yeah right! You're in fucking Tennessee!!! When the hell did Iraq move to Tennessee? That was low, like seriously low. What the hell dude?! Low low low low low. You told me you were gonna be shipped off months ago. While I'm glad that your ass is still alive..... I wish you didn't lie to me :( .
person 2:
Ahah! Was it worth it? You treated me so callously, and now... I trusted you, and you took what was mine away from me. Let me just iterate this once, and then you and I are done ... I don't share my toys, just like I don't share my boys. We... are... done!!
Aaaaaaaahhhhhh... crummy end to an unproductive day :S . I am so over it.
Wassalam
I am livid. Absolutely livid. Grrrrrrr!!!!!! One crummy news after another. So I'm gonna rave and rant now here according to order. Mind you, none of you will understand this unless you're that person:
person 1:
How dare you?! How dare you trick me like this?! You lied to me you SOB! "C'mon, let's just go out to lunch for a bit, homework can wait an hour. I'll be off in Iraq soon, won't get any good american food in months... maybe even years". Yeah right! You're in fucking Tennessee!!! When the hell did Iraq move to Tennessee? That was low, like seriously low. What the hell dude?! Low low low low low. You told me you were gonna be shipped off months ago. While I'm glad that your ass is still alive..... I wish you didn't lie to me :( .
person 2:
Ahah! Was it worth it? You treated me so callously, and now... I trusted you, and you took what was mine away from me. Let me just iterate this once, and then you and I are done ... I don't share my toys, just like I don't share my boys. We... are... done!!
Aaaaaaaahhhhhh... crummy end to an unproductive day :S . I am so over it.
Wassalam
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
I've been feeling strange lately .... like really strange. Can't really elaborate why. But it's definitely strange. I think it's because spring is here and all I wanna do is skip to school and sing really corny love songs. Though the fact that the only guy who showed any interest in me this semester happens to be a devout Catholic-Republican is putting a dent in my whole spring-itude. No, I'm not dating him right now 'cause ... well, why start something when it's doomed anyway. So there. I put it on the table. I, Miss I've-Seen-Everything-Nothing-Fazes-Me-Anymore, am afraid to put myself out there. Doesn't mean I'm not open to possibilities, just not with... y'know... Republicans. LoL :) .
I thought it was just me, but I talked to some other friends and they told me I'm totally not overreacting. Katie is dating a Jewish guy and she's a Christian, he's Republican and she's a Democrat. And she told me to NOT DO IT!! Run away! Her reaction scared the wits out of me. I dunno .... truth be told, I'm probably not that interested in him anyway if I'm trying to find all these excuses to say no.
The heart wants what it want when it wants .... and right now what I want, I cannot have. *Sigh* ... nak kawin balik kampung tanam jagung pun tak boleh. LoL. Adoi... hold on a sec.. brb...
Wassalam...
I've been feeling strange lately .... like really strange. Can't really elaborate why. But it's definitely strange. I think it's because spring is here and all I wanna do is skip to school and sing really corny love songs. Though the fact that the only guy who showed any interest in me this semester happens to be a devout Catholic-Republican is putting a dent in my whole spring-itude. No, I'm not dating him right now 'cause ... well, why start something when it's doomed anyway. So there. I put it on the table. I, Miss I've-Seen-Everything-Nothing-Fazes-Me-Anymore, am afraid to put myself out there. Doesn't mean I'm not open to possibilities, just not with... y'know... Republicans. LoL :) .
I thought it was just me, but I talked to some other friends and they told me I'm totally not overreacting. Katie is dating a Jewish guy and she's a Christian, he's Republican and she's a Democrat. And she told me to NOT DO IT!! Run away! Her reaction scared the wits out of me. I dunno .... truth be told, I'm probably not that interested in him anyway if I'm trying to find all these excuses to say no.
The heart wants what it want when it wants .... and right now what I want, I cannot have. *Sigh* ... nak kawin balik kampung tanam jagung pun tak boleh. LoL. Adoi... hold on a sec.. brb...
Wassalam...
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
Have you ever had one of those days wheh the more busy you are, the more you wanna do all the stupid unimportant stuff .... like updating an online journal or something like that.
Today is Stressbuster day ... our biggest event of the year (coming from my office anyway). I've made more banners, leis and flyers last week than I've ever made during the whole semester for all other programs combined. I love the program, but I'm having banner nightmares. I went to the office this morning and didn't get to go home till about an hour ago.
But I did manage to sneak out for a bit to look at the ME students' final projects. Azwan, Sharence, Nik and Epol did a wonderful job in their respective projects. They looked so dapper in their shirts and pants, LoL. Everything looked good. Me, being very technologically challenged, had to pretend a bit that I understood everything, but the basic concept behind the projects are surprisingly easy to follow. Very cool :) .
And for tonight... can't wait!!! We're having pizza, mocktails, live performances.... comedians, art projects and even an on-call DJ :) . Yay!
Now I gotta go or Katharine's gonna be pissed that I'm late. Ciao!
Wassalam...
Have you ever had one of those days wheh the more busy you are, the more you wanna do all the stupid unimportant stuff .... like updating an online journal or something like that.
Today is Stressbuster day ... our biggest event of the year (coming from my office anyway). I've made more banners, leis and flyers last week than I've ever made during the whole semester for all other programs combined. I love the program, but I'm having banner nightmares. I went to the office this morning and didn't get to go home till about an hour ago.
But I did manage to sneak out for a bit to look at the ME students' final projects. Azwan, Sharence, Nik and Epol did a wonderful job in their respective projects. They looked so dapper in their shirts and pants, LoL. Everything looked good. Me, being very technologically challenged, had to pretend a bit that I understood everything, but the basic concept behind the projects are surprisingly easy to follow. Very cool :) .
And for tonight... can't wait!!! We're having pizza, mocktails, live performances.... comedians, art projects and even an on-call DJ :) . Yay!
Now I gotta go or Katharine's gonna be pissed that I'm late. Ciao!
Wassalam...
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
Yesterday was spent at classes, then it was off to the basketball court for about half an hour to PLAY! Woo hoo! But why only have an hour? Me, being the "bright" person that I am, did not put a Band Aid on and as a result, had to go home early to.. ermm... clean up. It's kinda yucky to even think about, *brrr*, so I'm not gonna go into details.
So I'm kinda thinking about staying here another semester. I changed my CS requirement from the 2001-2003 rules to the 2004 rules so that I can graduate early, but now I have to say I'm regretting it a bit. On all of the job and internship interviews that I went to, they keep asking me about how much I know about data structures and object oriented programming. My knowledge about that can only probably fill a thimble. Apparently those are covered more extensively in EECS 381 , which I haven't taken yet, and won't have a chance to. Crap. I'm already screwed being a CS major who'll be working in Malaysia, where CS majors are about a dime a dozen. I need an edge, and just saying "I'm a US graduate" is probably not gonna cut it anymore. I'm worried about job prospects. I'm worried about being stuck in a job that doesn't pay well. I'm worried about not getting a job at all.
I'll fix this, I always do. Hopefully I'll be able to fix this soon, or else I'm gonna be worried for the rest of the semester and I'm already depressed anough as it is. *Sigh*
Okay, better get back to programming. Ciao!
Wassalam....
Yesterday was spent at classes, then it was off to the basketball court for about half an hour to PLAY! Woo hoo! But why only have an hour? Me, being the "bright" person that I am, did not put a Band Aid on and as a result, had to go home early to.. ermm... clean up. It's kinda yucky to even think about, *brrr*, so I'm not gonna go into details.
So I'm kinda thinking about staying here another semester. I changed my CS requirement from the 2001-2003 rules to the 2004 rules so that I can graduate early, but now I have to say I'm regretting it a bit. On all of the job and internship interviews that I went to, they keep asking me about how much I know about data structures and object oriented programming. My knowledge about that can only probably fill a thimble. Apparently those are covered more extensively in EECS 381 , which I haven't taken yet, and won't have a chance to. Crap. I'm already screwed being a CS major who'll be working in Malaysia, where CS majors are about a dime a dozen. I need an edge, and just saying "I'm a US graduate" is probably not gonna cut it anymore. I'm worried about job prospects. I'm worried about being stuck in a job that doesn't pay well. I'm worried about not getting a job at all.
I'll fix this, I always do. Hopefully I'll be able to fix this soon, or else I'm gonna be worried for the rest of the semester and I'm already depressed anough as it is. *Sigh*
Okay, better get back to programming. Ciao!
Wassalam....
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum ....
This day sucked a bit for me. I was basically stuck in my room all day 'cause I hafta finish my independant study project. It sucks (really it does) when you basically do not have a lot of resource to do this. Oh well. I asked for it, didn't I? Didn't have to do independant study, but I went for it anyway. It adds bulk to my resume, but sometimes I just wanna tear my hair out. Grrr....
I watched "Ever After" just now, against my better judgement. Love that movie ... *sigh*. .. It's so romantic. I am sucker for a romantic movie, especially when it's set in the "old" days where the gowns were beautiful and the men were courteous. Granted, the pantaloons are a bit too much (if you're wondering what a pantaloon is, it's those super super tight tights that men used to wear. Think Lycra, only in pastel.), but the gown... ooohhh, the gowns .... so pretty. Empire cut gowns with a bodice that shows just enough, decorated in crystals and diamonds and pearls.... even thinking about it makes me go gooey.
I didn't get any sun today, much to my chagrin. My knee hurts extra bad today, I'm hoping it gets better soon. I have a 10-day supply of antibiotics, today's only the third day, so I still have 7 days to go. Hopefully it won't take me that long to be completely myself again. I went to study at the Dude for a bit, but then my knee hurts so I went home to put a hot compress on it. After that I didn't go out 'cause my pants were ruined (I kinda bled all over it, *blech yuck*), so I stayed home and wore short-shorts for the rest of the day. Oooohh I can't wait till it's over.
Moving on to ... House of Wax. Starring my two favorite up-and-coming actors, Chad Michael Murray and Jared Padalecki. Delicious :) . They were both in Gilmore Girls, Jared starred at Dean, Rory's boyfriends, and Chad had a more minor role as Tristan, the guy who had a crush on Rory. Since then Chad has go on to star in One Tree Hill, where everyone's hot and yummy. If I only need one reason to see the movie, it would be to see them act together again. If I need one reason to NOT see the movie, it would be this lady: Paris Hilton.
I have no problem with rich people. Their money certainly makes the world go round. But this ..... this... woman .... ugghhh. Makes me wanna scream. She has not done one thing that warrants the attention she's getting. She's only famous for her money, and that's it. No one would care if she's a party girl if she wasn't rich. No one would care about the night-vision sex tape she made if she wasn't a Hilton. She's famous for all the wrong reasons. Worse of all, now teenagers actually aspire to be her. Whaaatt?? One teen actually threw a party where the theme was "dress like Paris Hilton"..... apparently she just loves Paris Hilton. How can you aspire to be a person who wears skanky clothes that reveals rather than cover, and who acts like.... that? I don't get it. She may be a pretty fair actress (not great, but not bad either), but she shouldn't be a role model to anyone under the age of 18. Parents, watch your kids. We're living in a weird, weird society.
On a more happy note... my parents are coming on the 21st. Woo hoo. They're gonna see me graduate.... sort of. Heheh. I'm actually graduating at the end of summer, so I'm just walking in May. But I'm excited that they're gonna be here. Makcik Pi and my cousin Nani is also gonna be here. Can't wait :) .
I better get back to work, or my GSI is gonna kill me. Later!
Wassalam....
This day sucked a bit for me. I was basically stuck in my room all day 'cause I hafta finish my independant study project. It sucks (really it does) when you basically do not have a lot of resource to do this. Oh well. I asked for it, didn't I? Didn't have to do independant study, but I went for it anyway. It adds bulk to my resume, but sometimes I just wanna tear my hair out. Grrr....
I watched "Ever After" just now, against my better judgement. Love that movie ... *sigh*. .. It's so romantic. I am sucker for a romantic movie, especially when it's set in the "old" days where the gowns were beautiful and the men were courteous. Granted, the pantaloons are a bit too much (if you're wondering what a pantaloon is, it's those super super tight tights that men used to wear. Think Lycra, only in pastel.), but the gown... ooohhh, the gowns .... so pretty. Empire cut gowns with a bodice that shows just enough, decorated in crystals and diamonds and pearls.... even thinking about it makes me go gooey.
I didn't get any sun today, much to my chagrin. My knee hurts extra bad today, I'm hoping it gets better soon. I have a 10-day supply of antibiotics, today's only the third day, so I still have 7 days to go. Hopefully it won't take me that long to be completely myself again. I went to study at the Dude for a bit, but then my knee hurts so I went home to put a hot compress on it. After that I didn't go out 'cause my pants were ruined (I kinda bled all over it, *blech yuck*), so I stayed home and wore short-shorts for the rest of the day. Oooohh I can't wait till it's over.
Moving on to ... House of Wax. Starring my two favorite up-and-coming actors, Chad Michael Murray and Jared Padalecki. Delicious :) . They were both in Gilmore Girls, Jared starred at Dean, Rory's boyfriends, and Chad had a more minor role as Tristan, the guy who had a crush on Rory. Since then Chad has go on to star in One Tree Hill, where everyone's hot and yummy. If I only need one reason to see the movie, it would be to see them act together again. If I need one reason to NOT see the movie, it would be this lady: Paris Hilton.
I have no problem with rich people. Their money certainly makes the world go round. But this ..... this... woman .... ugghhh. Makes me wanna scream. She has not done one thing that warrants the attention she's getting. She's only famous for her money, and that's it. No one would care if she's a party girl if she wasn't rich. No one would care about the night-vision sex tape she made if she wasn't a Hilton. She's famous for all the wrong reasons. Worse of all, now teenagers actually aspire to be her. Whaaatt?? One teen actually threw a party where the theme was "dress like Paris Hilton"..... apparently she just loves Paris Hilton. How can you aspire to be a person who wears skanky clothes that reveals rather than cover, and who acts like.... that? I don't get it. She may be a pretty fair actress (not great, but not bad either), but she shouldn't be a role model to anyone under the age of 18. Parents, watch your kids. We're living in a weird, weird society.
On a more happy note... my parents are coming on the 21st. Woo hoo. They're gonna see me graduate.... sort of. Heheh. I'm actually graduating at the end of summer, so I'm just walking in May. But I'm excited that they're gonna be here. Makcik Pi and my cousin Nani is also gonna be here. Can't wait :) .
I better get back to work, or my GSI is gonna kill me. Later!
Wassalam....
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
Disebabkan lame dah try nak mendownload lagu nie tapi tak habes-habes, I looked up the video and hanye mampu nak dgr lagu nie online saje. Boleh lah.....
Click on the media link in the nav bar to watch (and listen to) The Killer's "Mr. Brightside". I do like this song so :) ....
Wassalam
Disebabkan lame dah try nak mendownload lagu nie tapi tak habes-habes, I looked up the video and hanye mampu nak dgr lagu nie online saje. Boleh lah.....
Click on the media link in the nav bar to watch (and listen to) The Killer's "Mr. Brightside". I do like this song so :) ....
Wassalam
Assalamu'alaikum...
Cuss words coming from me usually means I'm either pissed off about something, or I'm in serious pain. Right now, it's the latter. I'm taking really good care of my knee by putting hot compress on it and cleaning up the wound with antiseptic, just like the doctor ordered. While that helps keep the wound clean, walking around is just so abso-bloody-lutely painful. Taking painkillers don't help, for some reason, and while I'm not quite so grumpy, I am so not in the running to be Miss Cheerful of the Year. Now I have to resort to walking real slow, which still hurts even though it's not so bad, but walking slow means I have to leave home extra early for class. Not my favorite thing to do especially when my eyes are glued to the TV watching hunky John Stewart interviewing yet another asinine celebrity. Ooohhhh... John Stewart. Cute, rich and funny. If he's not taking drugs or an alcoholic, then he surely is the perfect man.
Yesterday was Artsbreak, this time it was held in Bursley. Quite frankly, that was probably the worst Artsbreak I've ever held in the history of Earth. Not exaggerating. Even that time when the sewing machine broke down in the middle of the project wasn't quite as bad as this one. The people were pushy, they ask you to show how to do stuff and the don't listen, they ignore you every time you ask them to keep things relatively clean ... and to top it off, they get angry when you try and take supplies away when time is up. Bitch, you think we're doing this for free?? I do not waste time doing this just because I think it's fun. I do not exist on this Earth to serve you while you are on a quest to find the perfect ribbon to match your board. The project is a nice relaxing privilege given to you, you do not have the right to act like an ass and demand things that you didn't fuckin' pay for in the first place. You can ask, definitely, in fact please ask nicely, but you don't demand. Never demand. Now, if you wanna pay me like maybe 30 bucks an hour, I would gladly kiss your ass, but since you're not, then you can kiss mine.
To top it off, after cleaning up the tables and getting rid of the glue (some girls managed to spill glue on the table), Erin and I got yelled at by the guy who's apparently in charge of the Blue Apple Lounge. This self-appointed Holy Protector of The Blue Apple now doesn't want us to "ever do arts and crafts project in (his) lounge again". Woah there cowboy, we reserved the lounge (at least Erin did)! And we cleaned up afterwards, AND we had to clean up before that too because his precious tables were.... how shall I put this nicely ... SKANKY. Nobody should even walk by those tables, let alone eat of 'em. I was so mad, I dragged the supplies out of the lounge while poor Erin had to stand there and listen to him. Erin was steamed. We were both annoyed but Erin was doubly so because she handled all the reservations and management while I handled the artistic side of stuff (making the banner, samples, choosing ribbons and fabrics etc.) All I can say is... the guy was acting like a butt. If we didn't clean up, then fine, go ahead and yell, but we did, so don't scream at us for making you do what you're paid for to do anyway. Jerk.
Have you ever felt like the U.N trying to maintain peace among nations? For the past week, I've been trying to keep the peace between two of my friends who are best friends and housemates with each other. These are strong women with really strong opinions (ha, I almost spelled "onions" right there), and sometimes they don't gel .. at all. So they each tell me things and I try not to break anyone's confidence in the hope that no one would wanna try and break my bones.
Not exactly the easiest thing to do, especially when I don't want to butt in things that don't concern me. But everything turns out well in the end, which just shows you it's better to just be there, be understanding and maybe offer some strategically placed hints and advice rather than go on a crusade to try and fix everything. Of course now they're in another fight, but that's another different story altogether.
Gossiping about people can be fun, but I always feel really bad afterwards. My mom is a great believer of not talking about things that don't concern you, especially when it comes to friends and family. I always feel two-faced if I let myself indulge in a few inappropriate tidbits, especially if I let my emotions get the better of me (i.e whenever I'm mad at someone) and was actually happy to talk badly about another person. It doesn't feel right to say something one time and act like something else on another occasion. I guess it doesn't feel right because it's not right. I'm a big believer in loyalty, and I commend people who can actually stick to their guns and be loyal to someone else. As for me, I have a lot of patience. I used to think that I didn't, but after observing other shitheads, I definitely do. Someone can treat me like crap and I would still forgive them completely 98% and not forget 2%.
I try not to be judgemental because I hate it when people judge me and they judge me wrongly. I try to appreciate individuality because I hate to be confined in box and made fit to a mold. I try to attone for my mistakes and sometimes I try too hard, but it's better than to not have learned at all. I give as good as I get, maybe better but never worse. I love easily and completely and probably in an immature style, be it in friendship or relationship, but my loyalty is hard-earned because I would put you through a lot of crap beforehand. My family is everything for me, I would die , kill and do everything else in between for them. My mom is the light of my life, she makes me happy even when she makes me sad. My dad is the very definition of strong, unconditional, over-protective love, and for that I would never betray your love by betraying my religion and myself. My siblings.... you guys can be assholes at times, but you're the only brothers I got, LoL.
I'm ranting and rambling and not making sense right now.... adoi stupid knee needs attending to. Ciao!
Wassalam...
Me mind on fire -- Me soul on fire -- Feeling hot hot hotIt is such a beautiful day today, the weather is SO fine, it's actually HOT here in Ann Arbor, and I couldn't ask for a better weather. If it wasn't for the fact that my knee is busted, I would probably be outside right now frolicking in front of the Bell Tower like a horny bunny. As it is, I settled for sitting on a bench and eating outside while listening to Linkin Park. Ooohhh... Linkin Park. Some people say they're too "pop" to really be a true alternative band. I'd tell those people to go fuck themselves, LINKIN PARK RULES BABY!!
Party people -- All around me feeling hot hot hot
Cuss words coming from me usually means I'm either pissed off about something, or I'm in serious pain. Right now, it's the latter. I'm taking really good care of my knee by putting hot compress on it and cleaning up the wound with antiseptic, just like the doctor ordered. While that helps keep the wound clean, walking around is just so abso-bloody-lutely painful. Taking painkillers don't help, for some reason, and while I'm not quite so grumpy, I am so not in the running to be Miss Cheerful of the Year. Now I have to resort to walking real slow, which still hurts even though it's not so bad, but walking slow means I have to leave home extra early for class. Not my favorite thing to do especially when my eyes are glued to the TV watching hunky John Stewart interviewing yet another asinine celebrity. Ooohhhh... John Stewart. Cute, rich and funny. If he's not taking drugs or an alcoholic, then he surely is the perfect man.
Yesterday was Artsbreak, this time it was held in Bursley. Quite frankly, that was probably the worst Artsbreak I've ever held in the history of Earth. Not exaggerating. Even that time when the sewing machine broke down in the middle of the project wasn't quite as bad as this one. The people were pushy, they ask you to show how to do stuff and the don't listen, they ignore you every time you ask them to keep things relatively clean ... and to top it off, they get angry when you try and take supplies away when time is up. Bitch, you think we're doing this for free?? I do not waste time doing this just because I think it's fun. I do not exist on this Earth to serve you while you are on a quest to find the perfect ribbon to match your board. The project is a nice relaxing privilege given to you, you do not have the right to act like an ass and demand things that you didn't fuckin' pay for in the first place. You can ask, definitely, in fact please ask nicely, but you don't demand. Never demand. Now, if you wanna pay me like maybe 30 bucks an hour, I would gladly kiss your ass, but since you're not, then you can kiss mine.
To top it off, after cleaning up the tables and getting rid of the glue (some girls managed to spill glue on the table), Erin and I got yelled at by the guy who's apparently in charge of the Blue Apple Lounge. This self-appointed Holy Protector of The Blue Apple now doesn't want us to "ever do arts and crafts project in (his) lounge again". Woah there cowboy, we reserved the lounge (at least Erin did)! And we cleaned up afterwards, AND we had to clean up before that too because his precious tables were.... how shall I put this nicely ... SKANKY. Nobody should even walk by those tables, let alone eat of 'em. I was so mad, I dragged the supplies out of the lounge while poor Erin had to stand there and listen to him. Erin was steamed. We were both annoyed but Erin was doubly so because she handled all the reservations and management while I handled the artistic side of stuff (making the banner, samples, choosing ribbons and fabrics etc.) All I can say is... the guy was acting like a butt. If we didn't clean up, then fine, go ahead and yell, but we did, so don't scream at us for making you do what you're paid for to do anyway. Jerk.
Have you ever felt like the U.N trying to maintain peace among nations? For the past week, I've been trying to keep the peace between two of my friends who are best friends and housemates with each other. These are strong women with really strong opinions (ha, I almost spelled "onions" right there), and sometimes they don't gel .. at all. So they each tell me things and I try not to break anyone's confidence in the hope that no one would wanna try and break my bones.
Not exactly the easiest thing to do, especially when I don't want to butt in things that don't concern me. But everything turns out well in the end, which just shows you it's better to just be there, be understanding and maybe offer some strategically placed hints and advice rather than go on a crusade to try and fix everything. Of course now they're in another fight, but that's another different story altogether.
Gossiping about people can be fun, but I always feel really bad afterwards. My mom is a great believer of not talking about things that don't concern you, especially when it comes to friends and family. I always feel two-faced if I let myself indulge in a few inappropriate tidbits, especially if I let my emotions get the better of me (i.e whenever I'm mad at someone) and was actually happy to talk badly about another person. It doesn't feel right to say something one time and act like something else on another occasion. I guess it doesn't feel right because it's not right. I'm a big believer in loyalty, and I commend people who can actually stick to their guns and be loyal to someone else. As for me, I have a lot of patience. I used to think that I didn't, but after observing other shitheads, I definitely do. Someone can treat me like crap and I would still forgive them completely 98% and not forget 2%.
I try not to be judgemental because I hate it when people judge me and they judge me wrongly. I try to appreciate individuality because I hate to be confined in box and made fit to a mold. I try to attone for my mistakes and sometimes I try too hard, but it's better than to not have learned at all. I give as good as I get, maybe better but never worse. I love easily and completely and probably in an immature style, be it in friendship or relationship, but my loyalty is hard-earned because I would put you through a lot of crap beforehand. My family is everything for me, I would die , kill and do everything else in between for them. My mom is the light of my life, she makes me happy even when she makes me sad. My dad is the very definition of strong, unconditional, over-protective love, and for that I would never betray your love by betraying my religion and myself. My siblings.... you guys can be assholes at times, but you're the only brothers I got, LoL.
I'm ranting and rambling and not making sense right now.... adoi stupid knee needs attending to. Ciao!
Wassalam...
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
My knee 'urts, it 'urts so bad.... mommy!!!! I've never done a walk-in to the clinic in UHS before, but the pain was so unbearable yesterday that I just went and fuck it, if I had to wait for 2 hours, then I'd wait for 2 hours. Turns out I only had to wait 45 minutes, even though the clinic was overbooked. The doctor gave me antibiotics and I bought a pack of Band-Aids. I then proceede to down an Ibuprofen pill to keep the pain at bay. Did it help? Not much, but it's better than nothing.
Today is my busy-as-hell day... again. Yesterday was the Phi Rho scavenger hunt. Since I'm a Big Sister this semester, I had to go 'cause the object of the game is for the Littles to find their Bigs. So I made some cute clues for her and left it at various places that should be easy enough to find .. if you asked the right people. I didn't want my clues to get eaten (because they have candy with them) , so I left them with various people. Poor Chelsea, it took her the longest time to find me. But at last she didi, yay!
Today's schedule:
11.30am: Meet with Michael to send things up to Bursley (work related)
3 pm: Meet with EECS 499 GSI
5pm: Group meeting for EECS 485
6.30pm: Work, superising Artsbreak over in Bursley
This week is gonna be hell for me. Wednesday will consist of me worying half to death about my project, class, and the Phi Rho Pizza House gathering. This week is I-Week for the pledges, which is fun for them. I remember my I-Week :) . I had so much fun painting the Rock, making paddles, going on Scavenger hunts....
Can't believe I'm graduating. Oh... my .. God. What the heck am I gonna do next? No more classes, true, but it also means ... no more Greek life, no more campus activities to participate.... no more parties (aaackk!! No! ), no more Spring Break. Oh no...
I hafta get to work now. Later!
Wassalam....
My knee 'urts, it 'urts so bad.... mommy!!!! I've never done a walk-in to the clinic in UHS before, but the pain was so unbearable yesterday that I just went and fuck it, if I had to wait for 2 hours, then I'd wait for 2 hours. Turns out I only had to wait 45 minutes, even though the clinic was overbooked. The doctor gave me antibiotics and I bought a pack of Band-Aids. I then proceede to down an Ibuprofen pill to keep the pain at bay. Did it help? Not much, but it's better than nothing.
Today is my busy-as-hell day... again. Yesterday was the Phi Rho scavenger hunt. Since I'm a Big Sister this semester, I had to go 'cause the object of the game is for the Littles to find their Bigs. So I made some cute clues for her and left it at various places that should be easy enough to find .. if you asked the right people. I didn't want my clues to get eaten (because they have candy with them) , so I left them with various people. Poor Chelsea, it took her the longest time to find me. But at last she didi, yay!
Today's schedule:
11.30am: Meet with Michael to send things up to Bursley (work related)
3 pm: Meet with EECS 499 GSI
5pm: Group meeting for EECS 485
6.30pm: Work, superising Artsbreak over in Bursley
This week is gonna be hell for me. Wednesday will consist of me worying half to death about my project, class, and the Phi Rho Pizza House gathering. This week is I-Week for the pledges, which is fun for them. I remember my I-Week :) . I had so much fun painting the Rock, making paddles, going on Scavenger hunts....
Can't believe I'm graduating. Oh... my .. God. What the heck am I gonna do next? No more classes, true, but it also means ... no more Greek life, no more campus activities to participate.... no more parties (aaackk!! No! ), no more Spring Break. Oh no...
I hafta get to work now. Later!
Wassalam....
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Assalamu'alaikum....
I haven't updated in such a long time. It's hard to think about blogging when your life basically revolved around daily dance practice, trying to meet project deadlines, making sure you don't screw up your independant study assignment and of course, the ever-constant demands of my now-primary-source-of-money.... work. Ever since Chris quit the office, our stuff-to-do list has almost never-ending. But since I'm hardly in a position to bitch about it (I need the money), I just had to suck it up and try to make the best out of a very sticky situation.
Last weekend we had our Mahabharata concert. All the extremely hard work definitely paid off. I was a nervous wreck on stage that I could barely think about the dance movements, my brain was so bailing out on me. All I could do was listen to the music and follow my instincts. Thank goodness for the never-ending practice, or else I could never have pulled it off. Instincts like that need to be constantly honed and beaten into you, heheh :) . The singing went well, I was constantly grateful that my voice didn't break, even though I was outta breath.
The gamelan players and singers did such a great job. Kudos to them, definitely :) .No one was out of key, the playing went smoothly, which of course made the dancers' job a whole lot easier (nothing worse that trying to sing to a beat that isn't there). Since it was Easter Sunday, I didn't expect to see a lot of people there, but the auditorium was surprisingly full despite the fact that none of my sorority sisters were there, heheh (all of them went home for Easter dinner).
The one thing that annoyed me during the show would have to be the fact that after the show ended, the people who handles Hill Auditorium came up on stage and basically just chased everyone to get off the stage. And they were MEAN about it, I mean, seriously mean. That was so fucked up. Last year audiences got to take pictures with dancers and mess around with the instruments. This year they got yelled at. Way to go, Hill Auditorium. Thanks for making people feel reaaaaaaallllly welcomed.
Now that practice is over, life feels surprisingly empty. I mean, it's nice to now be able to take a nap in the afternoon and not having to rush to practice every few hours or so, but I miss the dancing, I miss the music, and I miss the people involved in then whole production. Now that it's over, the semester seems surprisingly .... bland. Of course, my best friend's advice to my predicament is "get yourself a man". Uh-huh... and do what? Spend my days cooking for him and stressing over every single pout and argument. I don't think so, I've enough stress in my life. Besides, every single guy I know right now are vain and picky, and probably none of them can handle the fabulousness of my bootylicious (translation: fat) ass.
I've uploaded photos into my Snapfish account, so if you wanna view it, click on whichever photos you wanna view:
Wassalam
I haven't updated in such a long time. It's hard to think about blogging when your life basically revolved around daily dance practice, trying to meet project deadlines, making sure you don't screw up your independant study assignment and of course, the ever-constant demands of my now-primary-source-of-money.... work. Ever since Chris quit the office, our stuff-to-do list has almost never-ending. But since I'm hardly in a position to bitch about it (I need the money), I just had to suck it up and try to make the best out of a very sticky situation.
Last weekend we had our Mahabharata concert. All the extremely hard work definitely paid off. I was a nervous wreck on stage that I could barely think about the dance movements, my brain was so bailing out on me. All I could do was listen to the music and follow my instincts. Thank goodness for the never-ending practice, or else I could never have pulled it off. Instincts like that need to be constantly honed and beaten into you, heheh :) . The singing went well, I was constantly grateful that my voice didn't break, even though I was outta breath.
The gamelan players and singers did such a great job. Kudos to them, definitely :) .No one was out of key, the playing went smoothly, which of course made the dancers' job a whole lot easier (nothing worse that trying to sing to a beat that isn't there). Since it was Easter Sunday, I didn't expect to see a lot of people there, but the auditorium was surprisingly full despite the fact that none of my sorority sisters were there, heheh (all of them went home for Easter dinner).
The one thing that annoyed me during the show would have to be the fact that after the show ended, the people who handles Hill Auditorium came up on stage and basically just chased everyone to get off the stage. And they were MEAN about it, I mean, seriously mean. That was so fucked up. Last year audiences got to take pictures with dancers and mess around with the instruments. This year they got yelled at. Way to go, Hill Auditorium. Thanks for making people feel reaaaaaaallllly welcomed.
Now that practice is over, life feels surprisingly empty. I mean, it's nice to now be able to take a nap in the afternoon and not having to rush to practice every few hours or so, but I miss the dancing, I miss the music, and I miss the people involved in then whole production. Now that it's over, the semester seems surprisingly .... bland. Of course, my best friend's advice to my predicament is "get yourself a man". Uh-huh... and do what? Spend my days cooking for him and stressing over every single pout and argument. I don't think so, I've enough stress in my life. Besides, every single guy I know right now are vain and picky, and probably none of them can handle the fabulousness of my bootylicious (translation: fat) ass.
I've uploaded photos into my Snapfish account, so if you wanna view it, click on whichever photos you wanna view:
- Mahabharata Performance
- Tsunami Fundraising Performance
- Random pics: GempitaFest, Phi-Rho formal, Bowl-a-Thon, visit to Redang
- Cruise Pics (LA-Catalina-Ensenada)
Wassalam
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