there goes.

Unbroken - Katherine McPhee

It was the 1st of May. It seems like it was yesterday. But hey! Today is the 15th already. Creepy how time flies pass like that. I'm totally in denial. Not to mention how much I slack in blogging these days heh.

Went out with the girls on Saturday and I realized, they are one of the many reasons why I don't want to move on. As Amanda said, she and Cass stuck on almost immediately since day one. Me? Only on the second semester before I slowly got to know Amanda as a person and gradually accepted her as my close friends and now? Beyond describably close :)

It was in the first semester where I knew her as one of the brightest students with a very clear mind on her goals. Need not say, the scented girl. She almost turned me into a dog as I uncontrollably find myself closing on to her and start sniffing her. Whether it was her shampoo, body lotion or the soap powder that she uses, she just smells like vanilla sunshine *likes*

She was the one whom I talk my heart out, even the one whom I feel natural with. With all the telepathy going on (sometimes I do wonder is it cause I have no sense while she does and hence the telepathy) which enable me to associate even better with her. And the Elmo craze I picked up especially this semester, I just love how she plays along with me all the time and makes me feel like a kid again.

Thank you, Amanda Panda!! :) :) :)

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As for Cassandra. I got close to her at first because we both shared one similarity - Kiasu. Well, mainly was because we had siblings who were previously in HELP and hence, heard many bad things about how the LAN classes become full almost immediately after registering opens, we ended up in college superb early in the morning, even before the registry opens, to register it. Need not say, one of the first to register for LAN class. It was hilarious.

In our first semester, Cass was the one with the nail polish fiend. Always changing colors and very into coloring her nails. It was cute. Then due to difference in major, we were not in the same classes anymore until last semester for Philosophy. Nevertheless, our bond never break just because of that. We still go out on lunch breaks together :)

The girls. I wish we had more time together before going off to different paths, to pursue our dreams. The girls. I wish.

Yours truly,

theElmocraze

the dreaded.

Say You're Sorry - Sara Bereilles

You know what I dread most? Is that at the last minute of the most important moment of your life that they have to cause a mess.

I felt like I was reliving history. Deja vu, literally.

This time, we took time out from the last minute cramming to meticulously evaluate the probability of the exam venue for ADP students. Of course, we were scared that we will have to run around like some runaway school kids. Its not fun. The most important thing before an exam is to keep your nerves calm. Having your heart palpitating madly is NOT doing any good with the nerve calming thing.

Gosh, as if they are trying to see if ADP students can endure the physical test and mental test. They are truly acting like they doubt our abilities. We have our limits too.

Anyway, this is just parts and partial of the whole deja vu thing. Its creepy.

For mid-term, I unfortunately have two back to back psych papers: one in the evening, next in the morning the next day.

This time, for finals, I had an early morning paper for Abnormal Psych and Developmental Psych paper the next day morning. Just like midterm, I studied for Ab Psych and barely touched Dev Psych. It was tragic in the end. Both papers were so frigging tough I am speechless at the end of the day.

Hmm... I guess I have survived the worst.

One very sentimental quote from the last page of Dev Psych textbook:

"To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure" - J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone)

Till my life begins. Gonna start playing the piano again. :)

Love, LeePeiNing.

Hiatus. Oh well. Here's a lil bout ADP.

Manic Monday - Relient K

In blogging, many will always come to a point where they feel that blogging has become a task or a mandatory routine that is an unpleasant necessity. I'm pretty sure this is my... *looks at fingers and starts counting* I lost count of the times I have experienced this. But this is certainly a post that tells dear readers that it is back! This horrible, atrocious feeling. Its back to haunt again!

Lets have a moment of silence...

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April 1st, 2011

Okay. Here's brief post about ADP Mixer cum ( <-- WTF??) HELP 25th Anniversary pool party.

It was held at Royal Commonwealth Club located at Batai, walking distance from HELP.

Basically, it was great. Met some freshies, kinda awkward to wanna talk to some of them cause they are simply too shy and... conversationless. Clicked very well with James though, since we bonded a lot during Calculus class. We're officially like buddies now.

I thought I dressed up for this pool party. Really. I felt pretty that night, albeit not wearing any bikini under my outfit like what the others did. Some accessories I kept away for a long time, plus a normal red spaghetti strap and a bondi blue pareo as skirt will do. :)

The food was okay as usual. Performances were awesome. Loving the breakdance, popping and all the contemporary and dope dance moves. Plus, the magic show cum ( <-- WTF?) stand up comedy, awesome entertainment by Bighead and Ian, the music lecturer. They are just natural, so raw like they are born to entertain.

After everything in the agenda, here comes the getting wet and wild part. They just had to fulfill the theme of the party. So majority of the people, not to mention girls, were forced down the pool. So instead of getting thrown into it, I willingly took off my pareo and strutted towards the pool. Just when I was about to jump in, someone (either Sanjeev or Bighead) gave me a push and splash, there I bid goodbye to my dry self within spilt seconds.

Was shivering with cold in the pool but still played kapten ball for a while before I retired to dry land. It was fun. Hmm... got hit at the bridge of my nose by Mayuri when something happened and she hurt her gladys. Again. I think it'll survive.

Rest of the night was pretty much okay, drenched, intoxicated.

That's all for now!

Love, LeePeiNing

Living the Irish spirits.

It was the St. Patrick's day on Thursday. Hence, the American Eagle club organized a party for this special festival, held at HELP Residence.

The day started earlier than usual for me. Woke up without an alarm at 10. Unusual. Anyways, the event was great basically. Loved the couple Polo-T Amanda and Derrick were wearing. Mmmm...

At one point of the event though, I felt quite left out, and lonely.

Food was rather okay. Surprisingly, I got lucky and won lucky draw again. It was scented candles this time round. I was ecstatic. Really. Since young, I somehow don't possess the necessary luck to be winning lucky draws or anything similar to the aforementioned. Not insinuating how I hate not being chosen all the time, but its just not my luck. Nevertheless, lady luck seems to like me better these past few years. Is it safe to say now that I am in luck?

So, as the event comes close to the end, the frenzy of playing with the glitters on the table started. Plus ballooning all over. I guess I was too attractive that I had to be the victim of so many people. Teck Yan chased me around the hall just to sprinkle me with this hand full of glitters while I was busy running away from him with a balloon tied to my wrist. Funny much. Was pretty much making use of my reflex and my speed to move my short legs cause Tecky had damn long legs. He's way taller than me man.

Dude!! 7 years knowing you and you're still so evil to me every time we see each other!

Still, in the end, I got it bad, be it from Teck Yan or from Kent or anyone else. I got it real bad. Ended up shining like a total freak. Heck, I was literally glowing! Shinier than Edward Cullen. Hands down.

(okay I don't think anyone likes the rate I am going through things like flashing slide shows. Am just planning to write down what I think its memorable)

After the event, I was pretty hyper. Really. To the extent that someone actually tied a balloon to my green ribbon at my pony tail and I gladly left it there. Walked around with a balloon floating on mid air from the back of my head. Need not say the hysterical and endless laughter. Unfortunately, it flew away when I got out of the building. Am still grieving over the lost. It was tragic. A massive one.

Went to The Hills opposite of Wisma HELP for a drink. Alcohol drink. Well, I wasn't so much into the mood of drinking so I did not order anything, instead, took sips from everyone's. Just to have a taste. Somewhere through the middle, I got emotional again. Michelle lent me her shoulder and heck it was embarrassing. Downed the last few bits of the alcohol hoping they will take effect, following my crappy mood then. Yet nothing happened.

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Crashed Jia Lynn's place for the night. It was really fun. Every single bit of it. From playing cards, to wii, to facetime with CK, to playing with the rabbit doll, to pillow talk, to camwhoring, to playing the piano, to failing at attempts to record my playing, to heart-to-heart talk with Amanda, to liking my pj so much, to applying lotion, to cracking jokes and laughing our asses off at four o'clock in the morning, to preparing for bed, to fighting for places to sleep, to falling asleep at five something in the morning, to waking up to the biological clock at 9.30am, to waking everyone else up, to trying to pull lazy bum Amanda out of bed, to sending Vanesse off to the LRT station, to coming back and continue disturbing Amanda till she gets up, to watching morning programs on tv, to catatonic moments, to going out for dim sum as brunch, to coming back home from the tiring day, to feeling all like a high school girl once again, to feeling contended, to thinking I can finally rest in peace? (awkward silence) *facepalm*

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When you wake up in the morning, its sunshine all over again. Hello, life.

It was full moon today

Should I turn into a full-grown vamp

Leave you a mark and make you mine for eternity

LeePeiNing.

sober much

Born This Way - Lady GaGa

Tuesday.

Woke up early in the morning with much unwillingness for the 8 o'clock class in the morning.

Ms. Tess reached her limits today. She was furious even early in the morning. I guess its because of the lousy midterm marks and seems like not many in the class give a shit about this subject. She was disappointed. Yes, I can see it in her motherly eyes. She was.

Being our oblivious self, Amanda and I were chatting during class. Again. Gilbert and Pik Yee were chatting on my right. And two other persons were chatting a row behind mine. Ignorant rude bitches and bastards we were.

So, the desk at where Amanda was at was retarded. It was droopy, almost on the verge of breaking. Half way through the class, Amanda got annoyed by the droopy desk and started flippin' it. Of course, I gave her a hand, telling her how it is possible to break it based on its current condition. Then I started fiddling around with it, hoping to break it, but after a few times trying to bend it, I reluctantly let go of what I was doing and started worrying. "What if it breaks?" I asked Amanda. Immediately after that, the whole desk magically went crashing down the floor just like that. Created a massive explosion like sound, echoing throughout the quiet classroom. I shuddered with shock. Then the embarrassment creeps in. All eyes were on where we were and all I was capable of was simply giving an awkward 'i'm sorry' crooked smile. It was weird.

In Subway with Alex, Derrick and Amanda. We were talking about myriad random topics and at a certain point, Alex literally said,"Kill me now. Seriously. Kill me NOW!" Seems like my telepathy thing with Amanda is forever in online mode. We replied "STAB" simultaneously, stared at each other, and started laughing hysterically. Clearly, the guys were amazed. Alex gave us both a "good friend test" consisting of three random questions. We passed. Officially good friends, as pronounced and acknowledged by the shaman. *:)

Then the shaman enlightened us by saying how only good friends will exchange glances and answer the question together instead of answering individually. How wise.

Hung out at the BComm recording room at lvl 5 with Clement and Jeremy while Clement attempts to do his drum cover recording. I tried learning some beats, failed at the more complicated basics. Clearly, I have no talent in drums. Too much synchronizing for me to handle. I guess learning the guitar will be easier.

Took a trip to SStwo Mall before heading home. It was new and quiet though it can be a great yum cha place with the newly opened dine in places. Haven't really explored it though. The design of the mall is rather impressive, based on the limited space they have, albeit the not strategic location.

There are times where you wake up in the morning and go, hello sunshine. Yet,

there are also times where you wake up in the morning and go, oh not again...

Evelynlpn.

apprehension

Stay - Ronan Keating

One week ago, I turned down an offer to be part of the crew for Micheal Buble's concert. One week later, which is today, he's concert is happening right now. No regrets though.

I have never completed an assignment in such short time. Well, short I mean... 3 quarter of the day?

Hahaha... yes I am that slow at doing things.

Sigh. Two quizzes tomorrow including calculus. Not sure how I'm going to survive it.

When I was young, when my mathematic subject is still called Mathematics, I think highly off add math. Add math used to be such a grown up thing for me. But when my mathematic subject became Add Math, I think highly of calculus. Calculus, then, used to be such a grown up thing for me. Of course, I associate calculus with college, university, grown up lives. Right now, at this moment, though i'm taking calculus myself, my perception never changed like it used to. Calculus is STILL, a very grown up thing. Massive fail... -.-

Mmm... to do list- :)

- Abnormal Psychology midterm

- Developmental Psychology midterm

- Western Civilization quiz

- Developmental individual assignment

- Western Civilization individual assignment

- Abnormal Psychology individual assignment

- Calculus quiz

- Abnormal Psychology quiz

Feels extremely pleased to strike off most of the things off my to do list. Massive relief!! :)

Somehow, I'm not a big fan of suspense. Makes me think a lot and start worrying like crazy, apprehensive about events. Its just me. That's my nature. Somehow, I'm just not a big fan of suspense.

"The best relationship is when you two can act like lovers and best friends. It's when you have more playful moments than serious moments. It's when you can joke around, let each other have piggy backs, have unexpected hugs and random kisses. It's when you two give each other that specific stare and just smile. It's when you'll rather stay in to watch movies, eat junk food and cuddle, than go out all the time. It's when you'll stay up all night just to settle your arguments and problems. It's when you can completely act yourself and they can still love you for who you are." - tumblr

"Love the sinner, hate the sin? How about: Love the sinner, hate your own sin! I don't have time to hate your sin. There are too many of you! Hating my sin is a full-time job. How about you hate your sin, I'll hate my sin and let's just love each other!" - Mark Lowry

"I need to believe that something extraordinary is possible." - Jennifer Connelly, A Beautiful Mind

"It is only the mysterious equations of love, but analogical reasons can be found. I'm only it because of you. You are the reason I am. You are all my reasons." - Russell Crowe, A Beautiful Mind

Mmm... I'm a genie in a bottle. So why not you rub me in the right way and I'll stay with you forever?

xoxo

Bring it in. Break it up.

Today was HELP Trekaton. I got to know last minute from Derrick and pulled Amanda along. We signed up 15 minutes before the event started and my number was 093.

Well, basically, some of the departments like HMC came in with quantity instead of quality. Their numbers are intimidating. For real. They came in buses while there were only four of us from ADP. Just imagine if Amanda and I didn't join the race. That would leave Derrick and James, two man show.

The race started slow. That was because Amanda and I were lagged behind, slowed down by some Jia Lynn and Sarah like people. :D

Yeah we were mocking them, hypothesizing about how they will react if they were to join the race as well. After overtaking the few, we realized that the rest were far ahead, out of sight. Bravo, girls.

Almost close to the ending, we were worn out, literally. Us feeling light-headed, panting like cows, trying to catch our breath, yet knowing each breath we take in will very much hurt the throat. The cheering by the facilitators and some of the contestants ten meters away from the finishing line certainly did not help. They were shouting, "Go green shirt girls. You can do it! 10 meters to go! Go green girls." For America.

Yet, the sight of the guys at the opening was a huge relief. Massive. I reserved my last energy and sprinted past Amanda to take down the 25th place for the female category. 25th. Quite pathetic huh?

But we could have done better without the lousy start. Defo.

The guys did an amazing job making ADP proud though, with James the 2nd while Derrick the 6th. Funny thing was during the price giving ceremony, only Amanda and I were cheering for them guys while the rest just simply stared at us like we had horns growing from our heads.

I really look forward to the day where others would stop making false impression and apprehension about the ADP department. We cool people and we certainly are very much human like themselves. Or maybe... we're too cool for them to hang out with. Fortunately, we have BComm students to love us when the others have their backs against us. Cheers!

Came home, dead tired. Fatigue. Exhausted. Burned. Boned.

Took care of my precious sport shoes before lunch and crashed after that. Slept for three hours again. Not productive. Now rush assignment and study for Calculus quiz. I hope I don't shake with fear tomorrow.

Till then.

Pei Ning.

feel the breeze.

Bad Day - Daniel Powter

In a total contradictory, I had a damn good one.

First, I went to college in the morning, without knowing what lies ahead in the day for me to uncover. Empty college. Went into class way too early before the class starts and ended up skipping the entire history class. Yeah i did. Ended up chatting at the hallway with a few others including my 'brother', Sean Li. Went down to Wisma HELP mamak to continue our catch up sessions. It was fun.

Calculus was a mess. Had no idea what happened. For real. The greatest feeling was when the whole class feel like a football stadium. We were cheering like crazy when Ms. Rani announced that the Calculus quiz is postponed till next Monday. One of the greatest relief of all times.

Luck was on my side that day. Thought I had to take a bus over to main block to have lunch with a few of them, but the moment I stepped out of the KPD E building, Derrick's car was there. Like he was destined to be there for good. So he picked Amanda from HELP Residence and we went out for lunch at Bangsar. The mamak didn't have roti canai then so I was a little disappointed. Turned to Maggi Goreng which was not a bad choice also.

The UK lady was quite a let down. I did not expect her to be such a boring lecturer. I thought it was going to be fun. Well, I guess Alex already set a high standard for any other lecturer who is going to teach me in the future. I just love Alex. The way he teaches and communicates with the students. Incredible. He's like my lecturer crush or something. I went to a trial class and immediately decided that I had to take his class because I'm so in love with his style. Heh...

It started raining in the middle of the class, with some thunder here and there. The spoilt fluorescent lights sort of enhanced the effects of the thunder. Epic. The UK gave half an hour break. Which was way to slack. We went down to get a breather, and don't feel like going back into class ever. Except for Manda though, the hardworking one. We thought many people left the class, and we were wrong.

So that left the three of us, outside of the lecture hall, chatting again. One of the best intimate moments with friends. Just like pillow talk except for our bags are our pillows. Lots of secret sharing, hidden feelings revealed and personal topics involved. Girl talk. Defo.

Great day. I'm out.

EvelynLee.

Little roses for love.

So today, some BComm students organized an event to spread love. As long as you contribute by writing a love note on a post-it and put it up on the board provided, then you can get a beautiful rose for free!

Oh yes. It was a really generous thing. They did it for their class project. But hey! Many were enjoying the beautiful roses. Including me of course.

College started early and sleepy. Caught up with some A Levels friends and then went out for brunch with Michelle at O'Briens. Had some quality time. Yes my first time to that place after *counts using finger* ... a year and 2 months? Massive fail.

Back to KPD E and the 'love booth' was up! So Justin was one of the first to write a love note saying "MROAR!!" and he got me a red rose. How sweet. It bloomed so beautifully that I was mesmerized by it. For real. I got him a champagne colored rose but it was kinda droopy. Unfortunately. Not many choices left to pick from.

We ended up being hooked on a LOVE topic based on 'what is love'. My love note was 'love is not love without love' Mind-fked eh? Yeah its nonsensical, redundant, but true in a way. So they started tweeting all those horny things about love on Imani's twitter. Poor girl. People may start thinking she's horny now.

'Love is men. Naked men.' 'Love is falling lingerie.' 'Love is when you go mroar and jump.' 'Love is something hard.' 'Love is wet.' 'Love is down there.' What?

Everything that came out from our mouths simply don't make sense and are certainly horny stuffs. But nonetheless, we enjoyed it. Certainly a day to remember. Something to miss about ADP and college when I'm gone. Some day.

Mr. Ho was indeed, scary as usual. Well, he's gotten more strict these days. Hmm... What else?

Oh and Jeremy Choy complimented on my so called hidden talent in dancing. For real? He's so pro in dancing and he said I have the style, swag, something to pull of in dance. Oh well, no one actually told me that so I'm kinda a little in seventh heaven. And I tried the so called laughing gas. No it didn't work on me. I didn't laugh my head off. Everything is still well attached to me body. Instead, that thing that I breathed in, cause me a headache for a while. Feeling? Not good. So it will be the only time that I'll try. I'll probably try it some other time to see if it has an effect, when everyone's laughing that is. Maybe its conformity. Yes definitely.

After class, hung out with Derrick and Amanda. Even now, I'm still in a group chat with them. It feels so good to just talk to them. Somehow. They are nice people. :D Me likey...

Oh that's all I guess. I need to work on my assignment due on Friday tomorrow... Staying up late at night? I guess so. *shrugs*

And I'm out. Nights.

Pei Ning.

sleep deprivation 101

La Fille aux cheveux de lin (The Girl with the Flaxen Hair) - Claude Debussy

As the title suggests, I have been having serious sleep deprivation these days due to the Psychology midterm for Abnormal and Developmental. Clearly, I can't possibly be continuing on to be like that or I'll seriously die young.

Spent the whole of last week and the entire weekend trying to study for the exam. Was seriously worried about Abnormal so I emphasized more on that. Heck, till Sunday that I realized I barely touched Developmental. There goes my confidence towards the subject.

Abnormal turned out rather okay for me with some tough questions here and there.
The four of us entered the hall and sat down comfortably. As I was shading the mcq paper, I vividly heard Amanda whispering at me and I almost scowled at her in disapproval. Then she pointed at the white board that says "Life and Leadership Skills". Dead. The moment I saw that, my heart sank. So that left us packing our things, ditching our bags behind and ran across the room like lost and panic chickens, trying to find where the heck our exam venue was supposed to be. Didn't lose any minutes or started late but the nerves did had some effect. Raced with time to the completion of the exam. Stress. No one left early if I was not mistaken. That was how it was.

Developmental, in the meanwhile, was hell for me. I literally had almost all the 55 mcq questions circled at the number because I wasn't sure of the answers. While for the subjective part where we were required to do the matrices. I stared at it. I did not do my revision on that topic thorough enough to entirely know how to answer them. Plus, the effects of the accumulated number of hours of sleep I was deprived of, started kicking in when I arrived at college in the morning. I stayed up all night to study for the subject, but heck, all of the materials that I studied did not come out in the exam! And the table I picked was imbalance, and was getting on my nerves. I almost went crazy in the middle of the exam, fighting the strong urge to not shout out loud and snatch Gilbert's paper and copy all of his answers. Poor dude was sitting on the right of me.

I was one of the last to exit the exam hall. And when I finally did, I almost fainted in front of the door after I exit the hall.

Met Cassandra and Mitchell while I was waiting for my mum to come pick me up from the hell hole and KO-ed the moment I reached home.

For the second day consecutively I did not bring my mobile phone to college. I guess part of my brain cells are already dead. Fried. Burned. Barbecued. Anyone care for some roasted neurons?

Yes and this week is hell for me. I'm surprised how I can survive the first two days of the week. I had my Abnormal paper in Monday evening at 5-7pm. Developmental in Tuesday morning at 8-10am. Western Civilization quiz tomorrow, Wednesday evening 4-6pm. Developmental assignment submission on due on Friday evening at 5pm. This is worse than high school. Really.

to do list:-

- Abnormal Psychology midterm

- Developmental Psychology midterm

- Western Civilization quiz

- Developmental individual assignment

- Western Civilization individual assignment

Almost there! Hang on babe.

Evelynlpn

I thought... Not!

The day started fine. All the usual hang out sessions before classes plus me, getting all hyped up and excited for the fact that I can finally submit my documents to Ms. Naini the next day and get over with university application.

Alas, came home to sort out everything and found out that I have lots of incomplete stuffs and incomplete documents and lots of other stuffs to worry about.

My stress level peaked for the entire night and I'm practically mind-fried right now.

*its 1.11 now. Let me just make my wish first before continuing.

Okay. So I was literally overwhelmed with all the emotions and the workload to deal with.

I'm quite numb now already. All I am capable of doing is to curse at the wind to ease my throbbing worries and bursting emotions. I feel like I need to be heard, yet I don't know how to express myself.

Texting Amanda seemed to be one of the good remedies as I bombarded her with loads of questions about uni application. She seemed glad and nice enough to solve my problems and to ease my worries. One of the thousands of reasons why I love her so much and like hanging out with her.

So she said, "You're like bustling about calling my name in a teenie weenie voice." When I called her name and started asking my questions.

So she said, "You foul mouthed vulgarity spewing pirate style cursing lol toooooot." When I told her how badly I need to curse.

She's like a big sister to me, one way or the other, calming my nerves and constantly reminds me how much I need to stop procrastinate and start studying. Amanda, you're my motivation! I love you! :D

*puts up the serious face* I'm serious.

*puts up the joking face* But no worries.

*puts up the serious face* I'm straight.

How badly I need a hug right now? So bad I will go to sleep now and get one in my dreams.

Doodleloo,

your immature friend.

telepathy.

Monday, 7th February, 2011.

Today was a pretty nice start to college. First day back to school from the Chinese New Year week long break.

Well, it was West Civ class and we were peacefully listening to Mr. Ho's lecture and on the verge of falling asleep at the same time. Everything was fine till Derrick Johnson walked in the room. I stoned. Then proceeded to use the bulky textbook to cover my body.

Yes I was wearing a red checkered shirt, with brown leather belt and dark blue jeans. Derrick, on the other hand was wearing a slightly brighter red checkered shirt and dark colored jeans. We looked exactly like we were wearing couple's outfit. Really. No joke.

So in the end, we took a picture together. Its currently with Jun Kent but I'll still put it up when I get them.

Calculus was a little hard to fathom. Had a hard time understanding how exactly it works. Felt a great drop of self-esteem when I failed at throwing the paper rubbish into the trash can. Had about five tries and managed to get it in for the sixth. I am a failure. CK came back to HELP for the second time and drove Michelle and I out for pork noodles. nyomnyomnyom...

He's such a nice guy to always drives us around and even though he moved to Klang campus now, he still comes back pretty often knowing that we miss him and of course, he misses us as well. :D

Today was a good day after all. :)

Tuesday, 8th February, 2011.

Developmental class was rather interesting and funny. I realized how similar I am to Amanda. We observe the same things, we think alike, we somehow manage to find our ways back to similarity. So there was no flakey-haired girl but there was plenty of narcolepsy people. Including Alex, who was sitting right beside us. It is amazing how he can talk to us at one moment and fall right into sleep in the next. Really scary when it comes to his ability to fall into REM within a few seconds.
Lunch with Derrick and Amanda after that. Derrick was such a sophisticated dude I tell you. Just how many guys keep coins in a beautiful container and dig out coins from it to pay parking? Had a joy ride in his four wheel drive.
B'sides these, everything is ordinary.

Pei Ning.

Riesling.

Was the name of the wine drank the other day at The Wine Company in Singapore. It was nice.

So, Chinese New Year is less than a week away and frankly speaking, it doesn't feel like it is approaching at all.

No excitement. No anticipation. Nothing.

Such a disappointment huh? Yeah I know better.

I'm guessing maybe its because it is so close to the other festive like Christmas and New Year, that people have not wrapped up their enthusiasm for the aforementioned days. Well, speaking from my point of view, I was still singing Jingle Bells song in Calculus class today. Yes I was that lame and distracted.

Oh but I was not alone. Mitchell, who was sitting right beside me, was humming this Looney Tunes theme song at such high pitch that when I finally asked him a question, he did not manage to tune his voice back down and answered me with a chipmunk-sounds-alike voice. I was certain that I stunned for a little while, then started laughing hysterically with him joining in beside. It was hilarious and awkward.

Anyway, another reason could be that time is passing way too fast. In case you people hadn't realize, January is coming to its end already. Then February is on its way. Then March. Then April. Then December. Then 2012. Then 2020. Then we become old. Then we die. Or maybe, we'll all just die next year when the world comes to an end.

But think again. If there were to be a functional clock which has never stopped in the past 50 years, then it can probably tell us if time has increased in speed (its hard not to believe that it hasn't). Could it be that we have been too busy with things that we don't realize time has come and gone? Could it be that we have been way to leisure just as the saying, 'time flies when you're having fun'? Well, these are the questions we ought to ask ourselves. Self-reflection time!

One last reason that I can think of - nobody really cares about Chinese New Year this time round.

Nevertheless, Chinese New Year wouldn't be quite a nice one without a complete family to celebrate with you. Chinese New Year wouldn't be quite a nice one with so many things from college and everything left to worry about. Chinese New Year wouldn't be quite a nice one with so many things left to complete during the generous week break from the extremely stressful life events. Chinese New Year wouldn't be quite a nice one without having a nice and harmonious get together among family and friends (some people just have to strip off their disgusting facade and learn to truly care again).

This is Evelyn, sincerely wishing all folks out there a Happy Chinese New Year.

Peace.

Hope is some extraordinary spiritual grace that God gives us to control our fears, not to oust them. - Vincent McNabb

"Bride Knight"

Those are the moments I won't give up for anything else...

Just a little something that I have to get out of my head and I don't want to do it in Twitter cause I tweeted a lot today. :/

"You know what you can do? You can stuff your head into the toilet bowl, and flush the hell out of yourself. Then you can go around and try to convince people that you have a well functional mind cause you just proved that you don't."

I know its nonsensical and random but it has been bothering me so much since just now.

Do any of you actually talk to yourself? As in literally talking like you're talking to somebody but the conversation is all directed towards yourself. As in you ask the question and you answer yourself.

Oh no confession time! I do. Especially in the shower. I'm crazy! I'm schizophrenic! *gasp*

And it is in the shower, when all the most random and nonsensical stuffs will come attacking my mind. You know like how the psychologists will say that the unconscious will manifest your mind and your dreams when you sleep? It seems like the unconscious is manifesting my mind as well when I shower! Okay now I'm convinced that I'm losing my mind a little.

Anyway, today's Developmental Psychology lecture was a little better than the last. I did not fall asleep. But something else was more distracting than ever! It was a girls hair. It was curled. And it has some white unknown particles on it! Not a few but a lot! We were guessing that its her scalp. Ewww... Disgusting!

Oh... *rewind rewind*

Sleep wasn't good at all. Had very disturbed sleep patterns since the last few days. I'm officially zombified.

*rewind some more*

I went to Singapore last Wednesday evening and came back on Sunday night.

Main reason: my grandmother's birthday.

Main joy: bought two really adorable men T-shirts for myself from a shop called Vintage:FB. But who cares? Its so cute that even though its over-sized (obviously), i'll still wear it to public area. Bleh...

Main amusement: the MRT announcer. "Next station, Novena" :D Bliss.

Nothing else special besides liking some childish moments with the sister.

*forward forward forward*

Watched Easy A. Its kinda a nice movie. I pity the character.

Rant of the day: Study please. You have a quiz tomorrow. kthxbai.

Pei Ning

contradiction?

Now listening - Mum talking on the phone -.-

from title:

Very much thank you.

Recently, I've been fighting a strong urge to not procrastinate and work hard for this semester b'sides being a goddamn slacker like I used to. Heh, by saying that, I feel like Hercules or some awesome kick-ass warrior. But, no. I'm not one.

Plus, there's been a great contradiction for me to stop complaining and ranting at whoever I bump into about my university application and START APPLYING damn it.

I apologize for the vulgarity because I am so darn tired and frustrated in dealing with such contradictions.

Its not funny anymore. Seriously. I should've done it much earlier.

Too late for regrets. Too late to die young.

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Oh so this morning's Developmental Psychology class was utterly boring that I fell asleep. There was a funny yet embarrassing moment which I will come to that later. So basically the lecturer was going on about bearing a child, child labor, child birth. Too much of emphasis that I was disgusted. Quite. Pretty sure Amanda was too.

At one point of time I was too tired to continue listening to her sleep-inducing speech that I let my head rest on my arm and slept. I am pretty sure I fell asleep. Then suddenly out of nowhere, I jerked myself awake. It was so funny as if I was scrambling to find a shore in the midst of drowning in a pool of water. Now when I think back, I can't stop laughing my ass off. It was that funny.

Incident spectator: Amanda & Gilberto :D

Amanda came to hold me still immediately after I jerked. Aww so nice of her. But ITS SO FUNNY!

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Was rushing with time as I anxiously waited for my turn to come behind that never-ending cue at the bursary. The lady who grumbles a lot came back from her lunch break and commented on how people like to pay on the last day. Woman! Its not even the last day of payment la! Get your facts right. -.-

Mummy came to pick me up from main block at 1.30pm to the hospital for my last immunization injection for Hepatitis B. Pardon the weird me; oh how I LOVE injections. :D

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Rushed back to college, just in time for my Calculus replacement class. At the beginning was quite a little of a struggle but after that, it was slightly okay because we were doing Differentiation, something we have already done back in high school. Then the questions became tougher and I was stuck again. Oh well. Whoever said Calculus was easy was a freak. Just proven my point, Cassandra is a freak. kthxbai.

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CK dropped by college and brought Sarah, Lynn and I out to Mid Valley for food. Was my late lunch. Really late. It was already five something then. So I ate a packet of nasi lemak and a kuih at Nyonya Colors and shared a box of chilly fries with them at Carl's Jr. Dinner at seven as usual and I can still eat my food. Just proves how hungry I was.

From seven something in the morning till five something in the evening, just two packets of biscuit to keep the stomach full. How can?

Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe. - Voltaire

EvelynLee.

cliché

Pergi - Aizat

You know, it is such a cliché to start a class by saying, "Hello everyone. This is ... class. My name is ... ."

You know, it is such a cliché to end one by saying, "Okay we shall stop here. I shall see you in the next class."

Can't the lecturers think of something different to say? Something less predictable. Something sophisticated to catch the students' attention. Something interesting.

Something like, "So, the sky is clear today and hope that helps you concentrate in class better! *grins* I'm ... .Shall we begin now by going through the course outline? *grins again* "

Something like, "Any questions to ask before I dismiss the class so that we can all go home and sleep?" to end the class.

I really liked how Dr. O'Neal ended her Introduction to Research Methods class last semester by throwing chocolates to the class. Really.Sophisticatedly.Uniquely.Different

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Previously, I was in such bad dilemma in deciding what subjects to take for this semester. Seems like there are plenty of subjects for me to take for this semester, hence, I was indecisive. After my last trial class this morning, I made my decision so abruptly and felt pretty confident with it that it was a little scary. It was Research Methods class with Winnie Chong. Of course, she is a very very good lecturer. There's no doubt to it. But the fact that I have no choice but to pay a 110% attention during her classes is stressing me out. There's no possible way that I can possibly do that. Today was the first class. Bad enough, she already had 3 quizzes given right on the spot. Short time constraint. Extreme obsessive compulsive disorder. I just can't take classes like that. Too much of stress that my stress level meter will literally explode. Plus, if i were to take this subject, that will mean that I would have to attend 3 classes which stretch from 8am till 6pm, all three classes will eventually lead to brain fried brain dead moments. So its a bad idea after all.

Class today was really stressful.

Everything flashed past and every scene comes in so abruptly and bombs you in the face and leaves just like that. Too much for the brain to take in. Definitely not a class where you get too bored and start dozing off. Definitely not a very wise thing to do to fall asleep during class.

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You know, it is such a cliché to start the year with New Year resolution which includes getting good grades this year and stop slacking or study harder than I used to. Well, I don't usually have New Year's resolution but I do, tell myself at the beginning of every year, every semester that I will study harder and more consistently this semester to get better grades than I used to. I do! Turned out, last minute things, still, remain as components in completing my courses. I have to change that. With Mitchell by my side. I shall survive Calculus. With Amanda by my side, I shall survive History of Western Civilization, Developmental Psychology and Abnormal Psychology. I shall survive this semester. *high hopes* :)

Note: Today my college mate told me that my Chinese name is so cute. *:)

Lovely, Pei Ning.

candy muffins; -

Peaches - New Heights

You know how irony always occur in our lives?

Like how young kids will hope their growth process will speed up so that they can be adults sooner? Like how when you are in your first few years of elementary school, you hope to be 12 and then get on with high school? Like how when you are 12 you hope time pass faster so that you can be 18 in no time?

In a complete opposite perception, it is ironic how when you turn 18, you wish you never turned 18. You wish to turn back time so that you can go back to your joyous childhood days. Like as you grow older, you tend to reminisce more. Like when you are finally in your 70s, you always look back into your past and say 'those were the days'.

I guess even though I go through slight bits and pieces of these kinds of dilemmas, I am proud to say that I was a true kid. I remember not always thinking about how if I were 18, how if I were a grown up instead of a young kid then. I just love how my childhood days passed by with such ease and carefree. Yet, now, I wish I never grew up. Though I know, just as everyone else, growing is inevitable, something we cannot put a stop to, unfortunately. As I am writing, Jeremy tweeted, 'dont wanna move on. sometimes i wanna stay at a certain point, and enjoy the breeze.' Really. There's no doubt to that statement, that hope, that wish, that crave.

I can't seem to drown myself into the cruel fact, that I am already 18, I should act, think, plan like an adult right now. I don't want to grow up. I want to stay young forever like song by Jay-Z.

Just moments ago, when I was in the shower, I realized I was playing with bubbles, just like how I usually do back then. But when the bubbles burst and disappear in mid-air, I was snapped back into the present along with the burst bubble. Oh how disappointed I was then.

Selfishly, I want time to freeze at present. I want my childhood back.  :'(

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You know how dilemmas always occur in our lives?

Like how when you need to make decision between two things you want so badly? Like how you need to select from a wide variety of collection? Like how you are forced to make a choice when you personally dread to and wish you never had to?

Dilemmas.

I never had such bad dilemma in choosing my subject since my first semester in college. Really. Yet this time round, I almost driven myself nuts making choices between subjects. The feeling? Not good at all. I certainly had a damn hard time deciding what combination of subjects that I need to take. I think so far, I have already switched my subjects for at least 5 times. Really crazy stuff. While others seemed to be fine with their subjects selection, I drowned in the process. Swallowed liters of water, bloated lungs, passed.

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It feels different. Somehow.

Love, PeiNing.

ADP Annual Ball 2010.

Careful – Paramore

Well, I was planning to write a long post for this but due to my endless procrastination, I sorta lost the inspiration to do so since it was long time ago. Well, feels like its more than a month ago.

So, the event was on the 19th of November, Friday. I can still remember vividly that day was Bio group report submission due date. Well, the whole week itself was filled with many assignment submission and it didn’t feel like prom is nearing at all. Not to me, not to my friends. Even my dress, accessories and heels were all a last minute thing. Was too busy with course works.

The event was held in Park Royal. Before that, washed and blew my hair at a saloon Justin’s friend was working at.

Dressed in the short black flowing dress and a pair of silver strap heels, I walked out of the ladies and all I need then was make up to be fully presentable. No. I don’t know how to do it myself but thankfully, I have all my girlfriends to save my face. First was Cassandra, who helped me with the eyeliner. Then Leanne to help with the touch up. Then back to Cassandra with the eye shadow. Then a few more with I don’t remember who. Sorry I can’t remember you and it wasn’t entirely my fault because I was shouted at whenever I attempt to open my eyes or even try to peer through the little slit I forced open to see what was going on. Yeah they raised their voices at me :’(  Nah but I won’t blame them, they just excited for me since they never seen me in makeup. :D

Everything was fine and fun. Awkward moment was when they opened the dance floor for couples and for everyone else. Scarcely a few went up and danced their heart out. Well, that was mainly because the song prepared by the DJ weren’t always prefect for the atmosphere. Thumbs down.

The fun parts were the photo taking sessions in between everything and the hangout session outside of the ballroom. :)

After the prom was some settling unfinished things then off to club at Sheraton for the after party in the heavy downpour. Scary. Never been in KL when it floods and my first time just had to be in the middle of the night in a small car. Darn afraid that the car will just fail on us. Reached there to find everyone hanging around the hotel lobby. So the after party was cancelled due to lousy planning. Its heading home after that.

Removed the makeup and took a warm shower before lying down on the sofa, awaiting text message from the gentleman who sent me home just to make sure he made it home safe. Crawled back to cuddle with my huggies under the nice warm sheet and fell deep into dreamland.

The End.

fetishism.

Clearly, I haven’t been pushing myself hard enough because I haven’t been studying much. Biology paper is on Monday, yet, I barely know a few facts about it. I think it is time to feel the tension build up and feel the stress.

I need more motivation. I need less distraction. That’s what I need. Badly.

If you remember my counseling experience from the last post before this, I’m so proud and ecstatic to say that it is finally over. Well, I was this close to being late to the last session.

An hour before it, Justin and I decided to walk over to Hock Lee’s at Jalan Batai for lunch. It was approximately seven minutes walk there under the hot sun. Nonetheless, a great company just makes everything great and laid back. So we stopped by at a typical Chinese coffee shop and ordered Wan Tan Mee. While we chatted, I can’t stop myself from taking glances off the clock hanging on the wall. I sort of like how they haven’t painted the walls in many years and that the paint now turned yellowish, rendering the onceuponatimeinthe60s vibe. :) 

Anyway, 15 minutes passed and our food weren’t here yet, so I went to check on it and that lady literally replied me in a rather frustrated tone that she is preparing it. I went back to my place opposite of Justin’s with that wthinmyface expression. So we waited again. Another five minutes passed and I was quite fidgety then already because my counseling session starts in less than half an hour’s time. I went over to check for the the second time and that aunty gave me the same tone, unfriendly pissed reply. At that point of time, I really felt like cancelling the order and stomp off. Guhh…

In the end, I made it on time to the session and Father Philip told me that this counseling session will be a relaxing one. Being the curious and rebellious me, I asked him, “Why is that so?” in a rather sarcastic tone, since that was what he always asks me in the past three sessions. Oh and it went well, with less awkward moments in between. As promised, I told him how I was stressed over the counseling sessions before, and everything was back to square one again. All the frivolous questioning.

Finally my session ended earlier than expected and I realized it only lasted approximately 45 minutes. Nevertheless, my session was still the longest among the four of us who went for counseling too. I guess he just likes to talk to me that’s all. -.-

Justin went in and came out. He began telling me how Father Philip was giving him a massage at the shoulder area where he hurt himself. I thought, that was gay, and spent the next 15 minutes thinking Father Philip is gay while staring at Justin with that über-disgusted look plastered across my face. It was epic.

Finals starts next Monday and ends a week after. Wish me luck.

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird itself
But when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours
We join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love

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Silent moments with you isn’t awkward

Its beautiful

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All of a sudden I realized

I was helpless and fragile

Yet only able to succumb to your great force and power of love

Till then,

Love.