Sunsets and Car Crashes

Damn, not even 20 days after I officially got my license and I've already been in an accident. Dunno why my luck so suay one. Before anyone starts complaining about how bribing the JPJ officers to pass your practical exam leads to youths unable to drive properly which leads to accidents which leads to me deserving this, I'm just gonna say one, I did not bribe anyone to pass my exams because I can drive and two, someone kissed my car's ass, which makes it their fault.

But yeah. Damn.

Long story short, there was this dumbass driving a huge Pajaro trying to get out of his parking spot. Smart guy, he parked facing traffic. So naturally, for him to get out, he has to cut through my lane to get to the other side. Only, he just jutted out the front part of this car, taking up half of my lane and blocking the road. I was gonna cut out so that I can move, but there was a Beemer beside me, so I couldn't do anything.

So I stopped and waiting. Then before I knew it, there was a loud bang and a crunch, my car jerked forward and my mom was swearing. I really had no idea what happened, because nothing like this has ever happened to me before. My parents were really careful driver and I've never been in an accident, ever. I even thought that there was something wrong with my car!

Then my mom was like "Shit, the car got hit!" and I was like "Wha....?"

I looked into the rearview mirror, and the lady behind me was staring back in shock and horror. Like, join the club, sister. I freaked out a little, and I didn't know what to do. I knew I couldn't just sit there, cuz I'd be holding up traffic. But then again, I had no idea how extensive the damage to the car was so I didn't dare to move. I think if I was alone, I would have just frozen. Be as it may, I was pretty much terrified into stone already. Lucky enough, my mom wasn't freaking out along with me. My brother was though.

The part that really pissed me off though, was the look on Pajaro Guy's face. Smugness. Like, what the hell! Because of you, my car kena bang and you just sit there looking as though you just got a bowl of crème brûlée. Ass.

After driving off to some place a little less traffic heavy, we got down from the car to survey the damage. Gah.

My poor poor car. (I know I keep calling it mine, but it's not lah.)

But haha, got funny part also! When she came over to look at my car, my mom told her "Tengok la. Kereta I pun kena banyak. (Look, my car got hit badly too)" and the lady was like "Haiyoh, accident accident." And my mom was like "Of course accident la!! You langgar kereta I (you hit my car), of course accident la!" Hahaha. Kinda funny la. They weren't snapping at each other, more like the lady was freaking out and my mom just couldn't help jabbing her. Hahaha.

The lady who hit my car said that when she noticed that my car wasn't moving, the panicked and tried to jam brake. The thing was, she stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake in her haste. That was why she slammed into us so violently. But if you think my car looks bad, hers is even worse. The entire front part of her Viva folded in towards the middle. It was crumpled.

Le sigh!

New Things

Alright alright, I've been losing touch with this blog as of late because I really don't seem to have anything interesting to say. Well actually that's not true. I do have a lot of interesting things to say, it's just that I have to say it immediately, or else I forget then um yeah, you know la. Barren blog. Otherwise, I will retain it in my memory until I tell it out loud to someone, usually KayKay, then I forget about it.

I need Internet connection on my phone la dammit! Then I can blog all the time from everywhere. Unfortunately, my line is tied up with my mom's, and I don't think she would appreciate my having the Internet with me wherever I go. The world at my fingertips mah! But she's ol' skool, she won't get it one.

Anyways. Um.

HEY LOOK!!!

My glass has lights at the bottom. :D

And also, I don't think I would be blogging much about food here anymore, because it makes me hungry. Haha! No lah, it's cuz KayKay wants to start a new blog about food and drinks and urgh, cigars so we'll be importing all these yummy pictures to Drooling Cat.

Cigars are fucking smelly, just to let you know. Don't believe? There's this shop selling cigars in Gardens, and we went in one day cuz she itchy backside, said she's craving for cigars. I know right?! I successfully made her quit smoking for a year then she wants a cigar. Bah!!

What was I talking about?? Oh yeah, so we went into the shop to look for this particular cigar called Davidoff Millennium Blend or something like that. And as soon as I walked in, this musky smell just assaulted my nose and it just stays in there cuz the air in the shop is very humid so as to maintain the quality of the cigars. I hated it so much, I held my nose and panted through my mouth.

Like a dog.

Haha. But yeah, smoking is horrible. Don't do it.

Somethin' Special

I was talking about something or another to KayKay today while she drove me home when I realized something quite astronomical. And quite depressing, now that I think about it. KayKay and I were gossiping about my friends as usual (we don't have anything else to talk about, ha-ha), and I said something random like "Haiyah, so sad, why are all my friends so good looking one."

I thought about it a little more, and realized something. The majority of my friends are really good looking. Don't ask me why I'm so masochistic, surrounding myself with people who look so freaking good most of all the freaking time. And then I sit there, feeling like the ugly duckling amongst all the swans. KayKay said I'm talking crap, and that the reason 97% of my friends are good looking is because I myself am good looking. Bull-to-the-mutha-shit. We all know she's obligated to say that. Haha!

You know how sometimes when you play inane games like 20 Questions and you get asked all these random questions that have no head or tail to them? Well, once, I got asked this question: "How do you feel when you stand next to someone really ugly?" And I smirked, and said "Really pretty." Yes, I'm mean.

But yah! What if that's the reason why I have all these gorgeous friends leh? Not that I'm really ugly lah, I know I'm not. For really ugly, please refer to my older brother. Hahahahaha!

Ahem. Like I was saying, what if the only reason my friends are my friends because they use my as a measuring stick to feel good? That would really suck lor! I go jump off the Penang bridge. Haha.

Then I got to thinking a little more (yes, I know how dangerous this can be) about the things my friends have that I do not. Talent, money, brains....

Honestly, I have no idea where my talents lie, aside from the ability to yak about something, everything and nothing. But then there are people around me who can shred the guitar like Hendrix, take pictures like Leibovitz, sing like Lady GaGa, and all I can do is talk? I mean, the only thing I can do that all but a handful of my friends can do is play the drums, but even then I suck at it without regular practice. Bah!, I say.

Money? I'm comfortable, with a roof above my head and food in my tummy, but not rich enough to be able to have a luxury bag for every day of the week. And I'm okay with that. But sometimes, looking at people just splash money around like it's water... I can't help but feel that if that were my money, I would put it to so much better use!

And the thing that I'm really lacking of, is brains. No, really! Most people assume that just because I skipped a grade when I was nine makes me smart. But remember, that was almost ten years ago! And honestly, I was only smart back then because my mom was a pusher, she pushed me to study really hard to get really good grades. Granted, the exam we took back when we were eight measures IQ, but come on! Like we really knew that. Well, at least I didn't. Or I didn't care. I just took it for fun because, well, it was fun!

But here's the weird thing: I really know that I'm not dumb. I'm just super lazy. And also, if I do not have an interest in a certain subject, then that's it. No matter how much I try to study, how hard I pay attention in class, I would only get mediocre grades. KayKay thinks that it has something to do with my higher-than-average IQ, because I'm "not challenged enough to work on it". She came up with this theory based on her friend whose IQ supposedly borders on "genius".

I don't wanna brag (I so totally do!), but..... My IQ level is actually high enough for me to be accepted into Mensa. I wanted to apply for the test, just for bragging rights, ya know, but my dad said it was a waste of time and money because honestly, you don't get anything but well, bragging rights.

Anyyyyyways. Like I was saying, putting me up with my various friends to compare these things, beauty, talent, fortune and brains, I would hardly register on the top 10 scale. Maybe even the top 30.

But I do know one thing I have over all of them, and that is my wit. I can unabashedly say that no matter which group of friends that I hang out with, I would definitely be one of the funniest people. And I think that's good, because lets be honest, nothing lasts forever. People grow old, their beauty fades. Lavish spending ways can make money disappear. Talent and smarts will only be in awe as long as you're at the top, but there will always be someone better, stronger, smarter just waiting to overtake you in that race.

But humor sticks with you. At least, until you get Alzheimer's and you forget how to make jokes. But what are the odds of that happening anyway, right?

Yeah, I think I would rather be funny. :)

My Valentine's Day

I think Valentine's Day is the one day that is always very full of drama. The girls either go completely gaga, or (in the case of pathetic rom-coms) very weepy. Rarely are there any girls in reel life that are absolutely impartial to this day. Personally, I think Valentine's Day is a whole load of bull created by money loving conglomerates to generate a steady stream of revenue from suckered consumers. I mean, what, one special day just to celebrate the love you have between you and your partner? That's dumb. Aren't you supposed to celebrate love every day, instead of splashing out a couple hundred dollars on a bouquet of roses, a box of expensive chocolates and a nice meal at a fine dine restaurant because that's what the general public would expect you to do? That's silly.

But seeing as how everyone buys into this tradition, I guess it wouldn't matter if I did too. Don't you know how hard it is to start a revolution against a pop phenomenon? Hehehe.

In comes a movie about Valentine's Day.

Aptly called...... Valentine's Day.

But hey, since I'm already giving into the evils of this holiday, I would like a date with Queen Latifah, please! :D

Okay lah, so what if neither of us is a dude, it doesn't have to be a romantic date! Yeah, I would pick the Queen over Jessica Alba or Patrick Dempsey because, like, d'oh, it's Queen Latifah! She's effing hilarious, and I like funny people.

Keeping in mind that this is all a fantasy, I would love to spend Valentine's Day with Queen in New York City. It is a city of culture! Although not a traditional city of love à la Paris, I think NYC has it's own romantic side. Why else would Carrie and the girls persist to look for love in the City? Sex and the City reference! :D

I think I would skip the boring stuff like visiting the Met for another day, and instead go for cheesy, clichéd tourist stuff. Oh, and not to forget, bringing along a camera to document every single moment of our first date. Oh look, another cliché: Asians with cameras in the big city. Haha.

The Empire State Building, which, y'know, King Kong tore down some time back. Central Park, where the six friends from FRIENDS often met up at a nearby coffee house called Central Perk. And and Fifth Avenue, where I plan to drag Queen Latifah to shop up a storm with me. And Times Square, which I bet would be a million times more interesting than our Berjaya Times Square.

And after walking all over the city, I bet we would be all famished. Dinner time for me. And no dinner at the Four Seasons, nuh-uh. I would make Queen Latifah bring me to one of those road side vendors and get tacos and hot dogs, authentic New York style! Yum yum yum. Why can't we have hot dogs like that here in KL?

And after such a healthy dinner, what else constitutes as first date etiquette? A movie, of course! But when in New York, do as the New Yorkers do. I say skip the movie, bring on the Broadway! Would certainly make for an interesting experience. No way I'm gonna fly a bajillion miles to New York and not visit Broadway.

Oh wow, what an exciting date. Hey, does anyone know if Queen Latifah is single? Hehehe.

We Got The Beat

My semester break is almost ending. I'm not ready for classes to commence yet! I feel as though I haven't gotten the most out of this holiday. But, hehe, if things go as I wish them to be, then I might be extending my holiday till Chinese New Year! That's mid February, in case you don't know. But since nothing is confirmed yet, I'd rather not talk about it and risk jinxing it. I'm a little superstitious that way.

Jeez, I remember when I was 10, I thought the word "superstitious" and "supernatural" were all that because they were so bloody long! But now, I know that hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is the longest word. BTW, hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is the fear of long words. And who says scholars do not have a sense of humor huh?

Oh wow. How in the world did I go from semester break to longest word? Sometimes, I'm amazed by the way my mind works. Haha.

But anyway. 2010! What a year '09 has been. Unlike '08, where majority of the people agreed that it was a sucky year and how glad they were that it's over and done with, 2009 was a pretty good year. I don't know about other people, but last year was certainly one of the best years in recent memory. But considering that my memory fails me all the time, perhaps that isn't one of the best examples.

Oh well.

2009 was great because.... Well, I think I grew up a lot last year. Emotionally and mentally. I mean, I thought I grew up a lot over the course of 2008 too, but I dunno, '09 just seemed different. Good different. I really found out who were my close friends, and who I could trust.

Some people who I never thought I would be close to, are now one of my best-est friends. You guys know who you are! But aiyah, I wanna list names. Haha. KayKay, Nat, KarMun and Ameera would top this list, I think.

I've also changed the way I study! I'm very impressed with myself on this because, ever since I was in foundation, or heck, even back in high school, I have vowed to study consistently and not leave assignments and such till the last minute to complete them. Of course, this pesky thing called Turn It In has also motivated me to start on my assignments a bit earlier in order to avoid the last minute jam that seems so popular on the plagiarism website. But besides that, I now actually start on the assignment as soon as it's given! Does that spell out G-E-E-K or what? I'm majorly proud of myself.

And the studying, gosh. I don't think I've ever studied consistently in my life before! Besides fucking Sociology, I did that for all my other subjects and I found that I hardly had to cram when finals came around! It was liberating! :D

Of course, having a study buddy does not hurt either. Having a study buddy who doesn't talk and just sleeps there while you struggle to understand Freud's twisted reasonings and Pavlov's drooling dogs might be beneficial, but also boring. Therefore, you should get a study buddy who's not sleepy all the time, but loves to talk occasionally. Then you sit on opposite sides of the room so that you won't be tempted to talk all the time. Ameera, you know this is true! Haha!

So back to the semester break thing, since I only have like, six more days till school begins, I think I have enough time to start and finish a new project right? I'm making a scrapbook! The idea has always fascinated me. I love arts and crafts. It's gonna be a present for KayKay. :) Just a friendly reminder for her of me. Hahaha.

You'll never know what could happen. *ominous tone*

But looking back on 2009, I don't think I grew much as a person. Still as selfish and bitchy as ever. Haha.

PS: I passed my driving exam! Congratulate me! :D

Meteor Shower

I think I've only been to the Apartments one, and that was a disaster. I went with YiMing and Kimmy, and we asked one of the servers there about the portions of their food and he told us that it's pretty big. Like, big enough for three girls to share. So happily we ordered just a salad and a pasta dish. Haiyah. What a let down. The portions were pretty small, and the food actually takes a while to be served.

Ever since then, I've never bothered to venture into the Apartments for food again. Except that one time where we went for dessert, where half of what we ordered was again, a let down. Not a very good impression. So even after hearing how much people like the place and passing by it every time I'm at the Curve, I never went in again.

Until the other day.

Went for lunch there with KayKay. I was thinking that it would be a pretty safe bet, considering her pretty awesome skills at ordering stuff that she knows I would like. It's amazing! But anyway.

Duck and mango salad. I actually like this, even though I'm not very fond of duck. It's too chewy! But I really liked the duck in this salad. I dunno, it's still a little chewy, but more or less like chicken. Doesn't hurt that I love mango too! Very Thai style. I like. :)

KayKay's weird green pasta. Andrew something, I think. I dunno lah! I went there before I left to Hong Kong, and that was ages ago! I am old, teehee.

My chicken and mushroom pasta with EVOO. I think. Some sort of virgin oil one la. But I like saying EVOO. Haha. Shit, all these food is making me hungry!

Masochist masochist masochist!!!

Fuck, I'm hungry.

Feliz cumpleaños a mi bebé

que sabes que te quiero

The Air Near My Fingers

I'm Buddhist, so I don't celebrate Christmas, but I love it nontheless. Well actually, I love the presents. And the decor. They're so pretty!

But anyway, this year I totally did not celebrate Christmas, so I have a pretty pathetic haul of presents. Wait, did I say presents? I mean present. Yes, singular. But it's purdy, and I love it mucho mucho, so I'm not complaining. Behold!

My new wallet from Fossil! I know it does not look like much, but it's the inside of the wallet that I love.

Pretty hor pretty hor!

I did not want to blog about my pretty new wallet actually, because.... I dunno lah, I'm not used to having someone who's not my direct family spending so much on me. A bit paiseh! But my Secret Santa was very excited about it, so layan saje la. Who am I to deny Santa's wishes?