While cramming for Chinese;
"Wait, so tang means cousins on the father's side right?!"
"Girl, just remember, tang means same surname."
"Oh okay. My surname or my dad's surname?!"
"Don't you have the same surname as your dad?! What, you Leong, your dad what? Tan ah?!"
Haha. Panic punya pasal.
Anyways, one more papeerrrrrrr!
And then you guuuyyyssss, prepare for my homecoming!
LOL.
Cook woooonnnnnnnnnn!!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Okay enough. Update dah. Can ah?!
LOL. Okay la, let me tell you guys why I haven't updated for 20 days, so somebody said la kan. =P
I have been entertaining myself by watching Al Murray calling every member of Westlife "donuts", Paul O'Grady asking his producers for a new couch because the four Westlife members couldn't all fit on the old couch, Dec admitting that he "sold" his little sister to buy new shoes and Dustin the Turkey's attempt to represent Ireland in the 2007 Eurovision competition.
You seeeeee, a holiday well spent. Haha.
Honestly though, sorry for not updating much at all. It's just that I rarely come home so when I do, I tend to go online to only check my mails. But I'm very much touched that a handful of you have been texting me to ask if I'm okay just because I didn't update my blog. *sob* Haha. But I assure you people, I'm fine. Well, a little bit anxious because results are not out yet and I know it should be out by next week. So, *fingerscrossed*. But overall fine.
On a quite different note, I'm rejoicing in the fact that my timetable this sem is preeeetttyyyy flexible. Classes start late and end early except on Tuesdays where we have to be in campus by 9.30am I think and will only go back at 6.30pm. Oh and I think my classmates will be having a field day when they find out who we've got for Media Planning tutorial. Haha. You guys, thanks to Mun Kit jie now everyone or almost everyone thinks I've a crush on the guy but I don't. Sorry to disappoint. =P
Actually, I wanna upload a picture of a parcel that the sister received. I swear to God, it is the perfect example of bad PR and I just know that Mrs Tan will agree with me had I shown her the parcel. But and it's quite a big "but" here, my handphone cable shockingly went "missing" and I think it will "magically" reappear tomorrow. So, until then, me is signing off.
I'm updating from the campus' computer lab because my internet account has been suspended due to my recent sem break. The latest the connection will be restablished will be early next month?! Thank God I brought "supplies" (read : DVDs) to sustain me throughout. Haha.
So, anyways, if you care, classes started yesterday. I thought the subject was kinda interesting but I was yawning throughout because it was SO quiet and I'm not used to the 8 PR tutorials sitting quietly throughout a single class. Normally, the lecturer would have been shaking her head in frustration 15 minutes into class because we just wouldn't shut up. Oh well, first day right? Have to assess the lecturers first. Distinguish those that would be willing to tolerate our crap (ie those you can cajole or "bully"..) from those whom we shouldn't cross unless we're prepared to sign a death warrant.
On top of that, everytime I turn around, I saw new faces. I swear to God, I don't recognise a single one of them. Plus, I came uber early yesterday, so I sat and read and texted Lai Mun asking where in the world was she while new students, I guess, milled around waiting for their classes to start. But I guess you can differentiate the old students from the new ones because if you obseve closely, the new students joke around cautiously while the old students just slag each other, their family members, their boyfriends/girlfriends without any restraints and still be able to sit in the same row in class and not kill each other.
Okay, I'm ending this entry here because Lai Mun's arrived and we have stories to catch up on?! Haha.
If you'd read my last entry, you'd see that I ended it very abruptly. I say, blame Lai Mun for showing up unannounced! Haha. Kidding la..
Anyways, results are coming out after lunch time. In UTAR's definition, "after lunch time" can mean anytime after lunch time. Yes, it can also mean, tomorrow...
But, I still need you people to pray that I kicked ass okay?! Okaayyyyyyyy!!!! LOL.
