Apr 20, 2007

here i am once again...a blogger updating her blog...
i'm currently in school now. my lecture starts at 11 but i came to school early cause we are discussing about our variety show project. every class will have to do a short skit, a dance or a son. the skit will hv to be IT related..so we decided to do the IT.here i am acting another thing. and i thought poly got no such stuffs. haiz...
anyway, i'm bored!!!!!still have 10 more mins till the lecture. n im famished. my break would be from 12 to 2...my god!!so long siah...den i end at 5...by the time i reach e mrt station, its gonna b pack...drats...n i hv to stand all the way...damn it ar...alright, i got to go...wanna shut down my comp n pack my stuffs...

Apr 19, 2007

OH MY GOODNESS......
the taste is so good,
my senses are on overdrive.
my tongue is swollen from the taste,
and my lips are wet.
i know i should stop, but i can't.
the temptation is too high.
it's calling out to me,
doing unimaginable things to my senses.
it's like an addiction,
where once is never enough.
my stomach is grumbling, in hunger.
just looking at it makes me lick my lips.
god!!
how i wish i can have another serving of my mom's spicy carrot cake....
what were you guys thinking huh??!!didn't know you guys swing that way...anyway, i just had THE most spiciest carrot cake ever!!my mom cooked it and it was sitting at the table, calling out to me.well, obviously not literally right. it's so nice!!it's the opposite of the typical chinese carrot cake where the add lots of 'kicap'. i wanted to help myself to another serving, but by then my tongues was already swollen and numb.i couldn't feel a thing. so i made a pass and stopped. drats...wasted man...its not often my mom cook carrot cake. i think this is the 1st time my mom cook it after a long hiatus.

Apr 17, 2007

oh god.
i can't bloody believe it. i'm restarting my blog again. i handed in my resignation for blogging and all my friends start popping up with their new -made blogs. now one of them ask me to, quote and unquote from edah, "BUKAK LAGI LAH FARZ!"...so here i am, doing my part time job as a blogger. but at least now you all get to know what happens in my interesting and wonderful life since we are not in the same school and all that.

well, for my class, you can safely say that its alright. you can 'click' with everyone and everyone is easy-going. no shy, shy type where you can find loads of them during sec 1.you can defitely see them from a mile away. they'd be wearing super long skirt, super high socks, and their back[acks are either high up or sling beg is low down.all in the effort of turning the attention to anyone else BUT them. but in actual fact, they are just putting the spotight on themselves. can't believe i'm saying all these cause as far as i'm concerned, i WAS one of them. oh gods!anyway, if there still are people like this in my class, my god!!highly doubt so that they have grown out of their shell.anyway, my class only have two malays. me and this guy. there's no downside to this, but the best part, i don't have to speak malay anymore!!!see!!i knew it!! i knew there was no point in taking malay. waste my bloody time sitting for it again. but aidah, let me reassure you that i won't forget my malay roots alright?whenever i go out with you, i shall talk malay all the way, there'll be melayu baku and of course the direct translation one. from english to malay, in which i will use the latter often cause i'm a pro at that.turst me, when i mean direct translation, i literally take the meaning seriously.