Nice To Meet You Too

Have you ever received a text message from an unknown number that contains one word; your own name. It kinda makes you look up from whatever you're doing, be it reading a novel, crapping in the loo or in my case, walking down the college corridor, striving to be in time for lecture.

Freaky? Very.

I'll give you the condensed version of the story okay, no time lah. And so, I ignored the texts at first. Until, he claimed that I'm talented, I told him otherwise. It's so so true! My other talent apart from writing good ranty posts is sleeping and ffking people in my sleep. And then he got a surge of bravery and wanted to meet up. I was thinking, what is this lah, few texts and want to meet up you think I'm a five year old ah.

For all I know he might be a serial teen kidnapper or fugly looking kido who watches red tube from 10am-3am on a daily basis. I complained a bit and Kevin prank called the fella under the pretences that he was my big tough brother which send the Yang and I into fits of laughter. I'm sure he would have fell for it if we weren't laughing so hard. :P

This is Kevin by the way. My new found banana friend. We get along just fine due to the inability similarities and he gets the kick from laughing at me not watching enough movies. -_____- Yes, I am too stingy to throw 11 bucks for sixty minutes worth of downloadable entertainment but I spend equally as much on food. Don't ask lah.

I stole this off his fb

Anyway, the perp kinda got on my nerve after that I went straight to the point of why he can't make friends the normal way instead of playing mysterious guy. A 'hi my name is so and so, I'd like to be friends.' isn't that difficult right?

And he said, 'Hi, my name is (inserts name). I sat in front of you in Canteen Two last Monday. Can we be friends? Like that?'

The sad part was after leafing though every strand of brain fibre, I can't remember (if he was surpasses the looks department) who sat in front of me that Monday afternoon, if he was eating char siu pau or how did he laid his hands on my number. For that matter, I will personally put my hands on the throat of the donghead that leaked my number. I absolutely despise people giving out numbers without permission.

Since you already had my number, hit the dial button and ASK me if you could pass it on. IS IT THAT DIFFICULT?

Things I did over the weekend:

1. Weighing the ups and downs of spending the weekend over at Setapak. I did. Only because the goody two shoes in me decided IT exam is waaaaay superior compared to the comforts of my bed which has probably already lost my scent and home cooked food. Mind you, it was a very hard decision to make which probably none of you have to make. It totally didn't help with random over concerned friends keep texting to ask if I was coming back or did I need a lift. *grr* That, my friends, is why the 'off' was added to the many functions a phone can have. The plan was to study but then again, I slept even more then I would have if I was back in Subang. No Jit Hu, I wasn't trying to con you, IT is too theoretical lah.

2. Swept my room until the floors sparkle of Saturday afternoon sunshine. I can finally take in a deep breath and not have hair and dust particles fly up my nostrills.

3. Explored Setapak’s Jusco. I needed a change of menu, really :(

4. Fell in love with an expensive jacket. Sigh.

5. Catch a Metrobus, ONLY because all the cabs had their mind of their own and refused to be available. I refuse to admit how spoilt I am on this matter. Nevertheless, it’s such a small world. I met a few classmates and few A Levels friends of a friend in that bus too.

6. Met a fellow hostel mate who has no choice but to stay over EVERY weekend, he’s a Sarawakian you see. By the name of Moses. So god-like name wei. I feel almost intimidated, if only you speak powerderful english and not eat burgers. Hahaha.

7. Played Usher’s Love in This Club on repeat on SQ’s laptop until he nearly killed me. Nearly. But seriously, I study better with that song.

8. Miss HOME.

9. Tried, but failed miserably to study for IT exam. I made every effort in the world I had okay. But it’s a dull subject with too many components, descriptions and examples. :S

9. Ate a whole box of Pocky’s Choco Banana by myself, this is because the person who recommended me to buy them in the first place said it wasn’t nice and left it all to me to finish. I also ate a bunch of bananas, sausage croissant bun, two plates of chicken rice, another box of Strawberry Rocky, bought from Penang snack with sweet caramel fillings, cold chap fan, dehydrated nut meg, cheese ham bun, Milo in box, soupy noodle something. Haih. When I’m emoe, I eat. *vows to eat more vege this week*

10. Broke a mirror. Now, I have a reason for my incapability to score for IT paper.

11. Screwed up my sleeping cycle with poise and grace. Started my day at twelve on a Saturday, fell asleep while attempting to study later in the afternoon, jumped into bed at six. I swear I could hear birds chirping outside my window. Got up at five on Sunday. I’m guessing I will return to my nocturnal normalcy within the next few days. I shouldn't stay up so late. It’s a bad thing and you must scold me :\

12. Count my lucky stars I don’t have food allergies, thankfully too! I have this friend who’s allergic to just about everything. Beef, seafood, nuts, you name it. How I pity you, cause Peanut Butter M&Ms are to die for. Luckily you are not allergic to tuna, or else, you can’t be my friend no more.

Apples and Rejoice Shampoo

After posting up that post in a huff, I scrambled back to hostel and dived into the bed for a nap.

I woke up feeling I just woke up from a cavernous hibernating period of five years. Needless to say, after a looooong cold shower, with the new grapefruit shower foam I grabbed at the nearby sundry mart, I felt instantly better. It’s amazing what a few hours of nap can do for the soul. Heehee.

After what seem like an hour long in the shower, realizing I wasn’t too late to join Emi for dinner I amble over to the canteen where I met Emi’s some sorta classmate. I made a new found friend :)

He loves strawberry flavoured Rocky sticks, just like I do. He listen to James Blunt songs, just like I do. Together, we laugh ourselves silly about all the things Emi does, like why he’s so noob at using the water dispenser without getting scalded by the boiling hot water. See how we instantly click? Hahaha.

That evening I was so determined to get at least some of the mountain high homework done. Until I realized how stoopid I was…. Where got people so bersemangat wanna study accounts but for get to bawak calculator wan? Adoi. My new found friend so nicely borrowed me his super calculator which makes my Casio 570 something look so outdated and hopeless.

I slept fitfully that night.

Nonetheless, today was an ordinary day. Nothing abrupt. Nothing out of the blue. It was palpably ordinary, if that makes any sense. Like it was asserting its smooth usualness, as if the last two days never happened. A Wednesday, the customary snoozing routine until it couldn’t get any later, the rushed breakfast, waiting for Sheryl to walk all the way to the other end of college, being late, again, sitting in the place I always park myself during English class, complaining what a drag Statistics tutorials can be. The routine-like Wednesday is somewhat comforting.

Happiness is seeping into my blood again, that doesn’t mean the fact that IT Applications exams are next week and there’s six lengthy chapters of notes to memorize are not plaguing me like glue.


Mind you, it’s not as easy as it may sound. Having to memorize the many definition of every software/peripheral/hardware/device/storage media and what not effing sucks.

May I have all the perseverance and discipline in the world to guide me in studying for this paper :)

p/s: I think the couple occupying the computer next to mine should very well get a room. The downsides of having to depend on the library computer to blog and search for material.