*this is Monday's post

yesterday was the best day of my life...

before leaving for Phuket, Andrew told me he'd get us Japan GT tickets for the weekend but until the day he left, there wasn't anymore talk bout it. i thought he probably forgot..nevermind la...it's in Sepang anyway. PANAS giler...

we go out on Friday after he comes back, tells me that his cousin got some free passes and gave him 2. woohoo!

Sunday is race day so right after church, we zoom zoom there. when we reached, his cousin met us at an obscure parking lot entrance to bring us in...guess what passes we got...PADDOCK! omg...!!! we could watch the race in an air-conditioned glass box. we could go to the roof and watch the race start and then see the cars go round the fun-accident-prone bends, we just had to go from one side of the roof to the other. and the best part, WE GOT TO GO IN TO THE PIT!!! OMG!!! you have no idea how exciting it was. before the GT cars raced, the formula cars raced so we got to walk around the pit and watch the engineers fix up the GT cars. noone asked us to leave, noone apprehended us for taking pictures, noone, nothing. we even went to the opposite side of the pit, onto the divider separating the track from the pit and stood like a meter away from the crazy loud formula cars during the race...i felt like i was invisible...it was the coolest feeling in the world!

View From The Pit
Rooftop

i should've known better...

had a presentation today about alternative newspapers. it was my first class of the morning so i had my early morning coffee fix before. dude...nerves and caffeine induced alertness really don't mix. REALLY. think pulpitations and shaking hands, caffeine induced. think cold sweat and jumbled thoughts, nervousness. CANNOT THINK STRAIGHT. sigh...but i guess it went well...there's no marks for this presentation so no worries =)

once again, Sedaya manages to achieve a higher level of incompetence...

wahlau...i hate Sedaya! i hate hate HATE Sedaya!! i came all this blady way for one morning class and class is CANCELED. waddafrik wei!!! and if it weren't for another classmate wandering around the halls, i wouldn't have known. apparently, my lecturer took a bunch of students from a different class for a field trip to an advertising firm...seeing as how this class that i'm taking only has 9 students, i guess she assumed that ALL the students from this class are also taking her other class...BUT I'M NOT! the other girl i found in the hall was supposed to go with them but i guess she's more sesat than me.

whatever la...i don't care if they all wanna take the whole damn month off to visit America without me. I DON'T CARE! just inform me about it and i can sleep in!! i'm soo annoyed....stupid stupid Sedaya....I HATE SEDAYA

anyway, i guess it's a good thing that i don't have class. i can now finish up some of my Journalism work.

oh...here's something amusing...it happened about 3 weeks ago but i was afraid it would be embarrassing so i didn't tell anyone bout it...but, since i've seen it and can be assured that it'll only take some serious hawk eyes to notice, i can't help but share =)

i'm in a KFC ad. harhar...it's sooo superbly embarrassing but don't care la. it's for the experience...i only got paid RM100 for 7 hours of waiting around throughout the wee hours of the morning but...don't care la. i can now say that "i do TV commercials". heehee...I'M FAMOUS!

and guess what...prepare to be proud of me. i washed a car...*basks in moment of silent awe* i think it's been more than half a decade since i've had to wash a car. andrew lent me his car for 2 weeks now and already then did it need a wash. it was so dusty...and covered in red bird poop. i'm so proud of myself...and the car. it's now road worthy. the paint color is now truly silver and not champagne. i can now open the door without having to carefully avoid bird poop and dust. i can now see through the windscreen clearly. and that's after washing without using car shampoo...just wait la. i'll get it sparkling again in no time...

word of the day : there's confidence in uncertainty

i knew this was gonna be a bad day the moment the McDs sauce dispenser was out of chilli sauce...

i almost got into an accident...sheesh...i know it was completely my fault but when you start using "fuck you"s and such, i can't help but shout back...

can i blame my lack of alertness on the fact that i'm still half asleep? i missed my 1st class...stupid jam on that Eastin highway...what's it called? so annoying...i could've slept in! had to rush coz i needed to print my article for my Journalism class. printers take awhile to warm up right, so i left it there...came back 10 minutes later to find that my printer was out of black ink...*curses* how the hell am i supposed to hand up my work now?? the printer could have alerted me bout my ink shortage before it went empty right?? couldn't print shit...*stupid stupid*

anyway, i wrote this halfway last night.
ever notice how the people you take pictures with affect how you look?

i have...somehow when i'm with people i love, i photograph better...maybe not all the time la but there are a select few pictures that i just look great in. well, not just for me but other people too. been blog surfing while waiting and i just had to take notice of it...the person looked so beautiful next to her closest friend.

maybe it's coz we're more comfortable with that other person...maybe it's coz we're genuinely smiling for the camera when with that other person...maybe it's coz there's so much love and care between the two that it reflects on the camera lens...

p/s: day just got a bit better. Mr Josh Hartnet just walked into the comp lab. *smile*

isn't it weird how often we have bad days...

they play that Daniel Powter song on the radio at least 10 times a day per station and i find myself being able to relate almost everytime. how bad's a day gotta be before that song stops being uplifting...?

does hiding feelings actually equal deceit?

by giving someone else priority, am i being naive?

by giving someone else priority, am i actually doing the person a favour while i hold a grudge?

can the unspoken be heard?

can I hear the unspoken? or am i choosing not to hear...?

why is it so much easier to ask things that are unimportant and neglect the things that matter?
maybe coz it matters too much to put it at risk...?


word of the day : the fear of losing everything will lose you everything