Monday, January 31
Zero Courtesy Drivers
What Pattern Are You?
I heard it on the radio that in England, there is a suggestion that all traffic lights should be removed to observe if the traffic can flow smoothly without them. Of course, this depends a lot on motorists whether they are willing to tolerate each other on the road. I am most definitely positive that this would not work in my country. Not in a million chance. Malaysian motorists are notorious on the road. They don't obey traffic rules in the first place. Why in the world would they bother to respect other drivers? I don't mean all Malaysian motorists behave that way but I am refering to most, and I can say at least 50%. I see drivers zig-zagging through a heavy traffic on a daily basis. They try to overtake every car even though there are so many vehicles around. When they try to cut into your road, they miss your car merely by inches. It is unjustice that they get away like that without being slapped a fine.
I must say that patience is one thing that is lacking in 80% of drivers. I think it is wise to stop and let the pedestrians who are standing between the roads to cross. However, try doing that and all you get are impatient
honk honk coming from behind, urging you to move on. Ok, maybe it is pointless to stop because they will cross eventually when there are no vehicles. Nevertheless, I still feel the need to stop if you spot elderly people trying to cross. Lately, the government is encouring drivers to keep a distance from the vehicle in front. Still, this afternoon...a car was so close to my car's rear that it can kiss my car's ass if I had an emergency break. Then the driver honk me because I couldn't overtake the bike in front. The road was narrow enough and there were cars coming from the other direction. What did he expect me to do? Knock the motorcyclist? Those fucking drivers are so impatient. They think that overtaking is a standard procedure on the road. Grrr...sometimes I just felt like overtaking them by running over their car in a monster truck.
I cannot imagine what it would be like without traffic lights. We might not get anywhere then.
Sunday, January 30
*honk**honk* Here Comes Alice
I put up a paper cutting of a Mini Cooper beside my desk so that whenever I look up, I'm reminded of somebody :]
I'll be looking out for a nicer brochure with a silver Mini ^__^
Saturday, January 29
The Yogurt That Murdered My Appetite
Yesterday night:
I sat through two agonising hours watching
Kull The Conqueror just to see Karina Lombard as Zareta on the movie. It's a bad B grade film that I could barely sit still and watch but...Karina is in it! OMG! The minute I heard her speak, I was getting on the floor and worshipping that deep sultry voice ^__^ So so sexy. Who pays attention to that Kevin Sorbo who played the lead character? Hehehe. His character needs to put some cloth on. His hairy chest is so unsexy. Yuck >__<
Today:
This morning was pretty hectic. I stood from 7.30am to 12pm selling orange cordials and lemonade. Actually...more like rushing in and out of the kitchen to get more ice cubes and filling them in the cups. My school had a co-curriculum cum canteen day. It's rather time wasting in my opinion. I would rather be at home watching old Walt Disney cartoon on Saturday morning. But what can you do when the school makes it a compulsary school day and cleverly disguises their agenda to make money from us fellow students (all the profits from our sales go to the school). So, the poor prefects and presidents of class were given duty to set up stalls. Initially my friend and I were the ones taking care of that stall. Then suddenly, these two bitchy prefects took over our job and started giving us commands on what to do. I ended up putting ice cubes into cups ^__o and my friend, handling the money. I don't know why the fuck they just came and took over. I'm guessing that they didn't want to look stupid standing at their stall which has zero business and thus, leaving their stall for somebody else to handle. Hehe. At least my job became much easier. During the break, they had to receive like 10 orders per second and kept filling and filling those tasteless drinks into cups. Harhar :P Another thing they did which I feel is very incosiderate for students and teachers who bought drinks from our stall. They didn't care about the proportion of cordial, syrup and water to add. They simply pour in as much as they like and serve it to people. Peope are paying 50¢ for a cup and they shouldn't get something that animals lap.
The stall beside us was selling waffle and toast. Gosh...the aroma...makes me hungrier every second. I couldn't get the waffle so I bought the ice-cream toast instead. What a blast! It tastes so good. They spread ice-cream on top of a piece of hot toast. Cold at the top, hot at the bottom. Lalala...cold in the street, hot in the sheet. Teeheehee X__x After that, the girls at the smoothie stall were trying to make other flavours of smoothie because they ran out of watermelon for their watermelon smoothie. I volunteered to be the guinea pig and took a sip. Eeeek! It was so sour...I choked. When the break was over, I went to explore other stalls. This stall that was selling fried food and fritters was about to close. I bought 2 pieces of the leftover burgers (without the bun) for 50¢. So cheap! It was supposed to cost $1 but I pointed 1 with my finger, indicating 1 piece but she thought I wanted a dollar of that. So, I paid 50¢ and she was like, eh? aii...nevermind. Yay! ^__^ Next time, just use your fingers. I went back to my stall...saw a container of leftover yogurt and my friend said,
go finish it. I ate some and it was so sour! Just like that smoothie. I figure that the yogurt had gone bad. The texture had gone wrong too. It looks like there are small broken pieces of tofu in it. Then, inside my stomach started to do acrobatic moves. Woowee... o__O
I can't believe that my "secretary" friend went home right after the attendance was taken. For days she had been whining to me about how much work she has to handle on this co-curriculum day. Something about taking down the details of all the new members and writing report and setting up the exhibitions. But she was gone before 9. What the hell. It's unfair. Attendance should be taken again before everyone is allowed to go back.
I'm stuck at 48.8% T__T The
site is down for exceeding bandwidth so I can't continue my download of the S2 sneak peek. Ahh...I need my daily dose of L Word.
Friday, January 28
All L Breaks Lose
music: Dashboard Confessional - Vindicated
People describe life is like a roller coaster ride. Today, I arrived at the tip of a vertical track and plunged down 90°. I feel completely terrible..lost..hopeless. I sense everyone is against me. Maybe I was being paranoid courtesy of my emotions that had gone haywire. I feel sad and at the point of breaking down in school. After coming home, suicide was playing in my mind. I kept telling myself that something evil is screwing my mind and I'm not letting it get me. I've decided that I don't care anymore whether others like me or not. I'm not giving a fuck. I've cared too much of what others think of me. Too much that I tried so hard to please everyone. For years I've been doing that. Finally, I'm tired. I'm not going to be that good kid anymore. I think this might have been the reason that lead me to rebel against my parents
that day. All these actions that I refrain from doing in fear of hurting others' feelings, are being bottled up (not only emotions are bottled up) for far too long. I just want to rebel against everybody lately. Especially doing things that could make people worry, hurt or injured. I think I might be mentally sick for having thoughts like that. At least so far, I have done nothing of the above.
When I was 14 or 15, I never understood why those articles that I read always insist that teenagers are rebellious, especially at the age of puberty. I was not like that at all. I tried to be nice and perfect for my parents. Until recently...I think I'm beginning to turn into a teenager, although I am 18. I want to be rebellious. I want to go against my parents' wishes. I want to flunk my exams to shock everyone. I want to be different from my peers by hating everything mainstream. I threw a paper plane when my teacher has her back facing us :> I'm thinking of doing absolutely adventuress and insane things like jumping off an airplane or cycle for days throughout the peninsular. I'm constantly yearning for something different in my life. Maybe this is just another crazy phase I have to go through before I became an adult.
I was depressed until I got online, visited The L Word
forum and read all the postings about the new Season 2 promos. I'm all smiley face now because I'm downloading
All L Breaks Lose sneak peak ^__^ Hehehe. It's funny how a show can lift your mood up just like that. Again, I've returned to my oblivious world of The L Word (that's when I'm too engrossed in the show that for a moment, I become oblivious of things going on around me) XD
Thursday, January 27
Fanlistings - Repaired
music: Plastic Tree - Synthesis
It refuses to work >__< The fanlistings are supposed to be contained within a table. I used the same coding which worked in my previous site. Ahh...I'm out of mental strength to care too much. Got to save it for my Chemistry exercises.
Hee...the lab experiment that I conducted recently was coincidently a synthesis experiment. I've forgotten that I have this song in my playlist :)
Wednesday, January 26
Sorry Mom
I'm wondering if emotion shows through one's cooking. The dishes that mom prepared is plain and almost tasteless. It could be caused by my attitude towards everyone yesterday. I was angry and refused to talk because mom interrupted my plan. Since it was a holiday, I've made up my mind to drive along the coastal road to take some photos. I woke up 6 in the morning because I was going to shoot scenes of sunrise. I told mom the day before but she was half listening. Then, mom woke up too and asked where I was going. I had to tell her again. She said that it will be dangerous to go alone and she wanted to come along. Then, I got really annoyed. I know that she was just concerned about my safety. But I really don't want to spend time watching sunrise with mom >__< She's worried that there might be robbers because the day is still dark. I've thought about that but I pushed the thought to the back of my head. I never value my life that much =) But I was just really excited about seeing that beautiful moment myself. Besides, it's much more fun and challenging to drive around yourself than having your *cough* parent as your company. It's just too silly. I'm not a child. I enjoy seeking insane and stupid stuff to do. So, irrated to no end...I climbed back to bed...leaving mom getting prepared. Heh.
About 8am, dad woke me up, asked if I wanted to join them for a jog in the park. He said that I could bring my camera along because the sun was shining bright and blar blar. Though I heard him, I remained glued to my pillow and didn't reply. Hee...I'm an evil child. But that's not what I wanted to shoot. And definitely not taking photos at some recreational park. I'm not interested in shooting flowers or people sweating and heaving. I'm mad that I didn't get to do what I wanted. I suppose I can be blamed for that. It wouldn't hurt having mom by my side, only the x-factor is reduced to a quarter.
I should apologise.
Tuesday, January 25
U-Haul
99% complete in moving from
pitas. Feewuh~ o__o" The 1% remaining is the fanlisting. I can't seem to make the table code to work for the fanlistings. It keeps shifting to the left. Boohoo...
Blogger is one hell of a tool to learn. There are so many commands that make it powerful but at the same time, too confusing for an amateur like me. I spent hours of copying and pasting to achieve this result. Though this page looks satisfactory in IE but in Firefox, the images above are not seamed together. I need professional help!
Monday, January 24
Privacy Please
Why is it so hard to have some privacy at my own home? I was trying to blog and design a new layout but my sister kept coming to me and looking over my shoulder. Mom will walk over here to tell me insignificant things. Dad keeps pacing back and forth with my computer screen in full view for him. I need my own computer in my own damn room! Not in the hall where everyone is being so fucking nosy and peeking over what I am doing. Damn.
Thursday, January 20
First Time
Migrating from
pitas
