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On the way back from college with a couple of buddies hitching a ride with me and my dear, I got a call from someone and our conversation went, in scattered pieces,

” Darling ah, I miss you so much oh. “

” I really missed hearing your voice. “

” I miss seeing you all day long. “

” I really wanna see you ASAP. “

” I love you my dear. “

And my friends stared at me in horror. There was my dear boyfriend, sitting right beside me, and they thought I’m having a conversation with another guy on the phone.

ROFL.

Actually, I’m not. I was talking to my mom.

They were sort of astonished that I talked to my mom as though I was talking to a friend who is nearly of my age.

Which leads me to wonder…

Why do people regard someone’s mom as their ‘best friend’ when they interact well with each other and treat each other lovingly?!

Shouldn’t a MOTHER, who is a blood relative, be closer than anyone you can imagine, especially a good friend, who is, afterall, a friend?!

Then where does the term “your mom is just like your best friend” come from?! Why can’t it simply be,

Both are you make such a wonderful mom and daughter.

Moms are supposed to be your most loved person in the world and a blood relative in a first place, saying that she’s my best friend feels like downgrading her status as my lovely and good old mummy. Therefore, I love my mom just the way she is, being my MOM, and not interacting me as though she’s a good friend. Friend is friend, but no one beats meh mother. Muacks ma, I know you won’t see this, but I can’t resist it. Love you. XDXD

And don’t ask Akonana whether he’ll be jealous bout both of us, he certainly won’t. ^^

My absurb little 2 cents. ^^ See ya.

Mr David Chong, who is also known as Mr Handsome to group B7, the beloved / hated boring old ass of a lecturer dropped me a wake up call at the end of the class unintentionally.

for personal reference: That day, when B7 gang greeted him with ‘Yes, Handsome,’ the way he faked a faint was so funny, it is deeply engraved into my memory, forever. Laughed for a full 5 minutes and the whole DPR student body also had a good laugh. XDXD

“If you’ve been having a lot of free time at this moment, there must be something wrong. You should be seriously busy with your coursework and assignments.”

*Wails*

My gang did well in the presentations, they were fine. We did our homework as well. Doing presentations are quite fun, giggling off in the computer lab and pouring over books in the library or the Internet. LOL. But but but, we nearly forgot about the assignments. Gosh.

When we were tied down by 243098359746 rules in high school, we wished for more freedom.

Now?!

When the freedom is handed to us, we’re in a pile of mess. Hmmmm, or maybe not. Maybe just not used to it. Bah, I dunno. BUT, I’ll set a little grace period for myself to make the transition. *I know I can, I know I can!!!!!!!!*

But here is a little vow to myself.

I’ll suck it up and hold myself together and get the work done. Dun wanna delay the time I can get my hands on the little piece of paper that could probably decide my future, and dun wanna delay the time I work my way into my little ambition. ;)

And hope the people who are facing this stage, can make their way through gracefully. Hopefully I will, too. :)

Behold, I’ve officially passed my driving test with flying colours (and a couple of ‘die fire’ moments. Actually, to be honest, is a lot of times XDXD).

So, I’ve hopped on the bandwagon, joining forces with the mad driving scene there is in Malaysia. But, that doesn’t mean I’ll be one of the mad asses on the road as well.

To the contrary, I’m very conscious of road safety and hope I can master my home car well before I drive it out, exposing myself and everyone near me to danger. Sigh sigh. Counting polls and doing ‘x’ times of turns is easy, when you’re out in the big bad world and taught by crap driving institutes intent of just ‘getting you over the exam’, you really need to depend on yourself to learn the soft skills needed.

The test was… Terrible to be frank. Not that I did terribly. I did great in fact. But was too nervous on the road though and the fact that the Kancil yang ‘buruk’ as deemed by the officer beside me is not much of a helping hand either.

Rolled down the hill when I was doing balancing but we had 2 chances so I busted my first and scored the second one. ^^

As for parking and three point turn, the female officer seems to be damn irritated by the fact that she has to sit under the sun, watching 200 driver wannabes do the silly old exercise, hitting poles, etc, that she’s forgotten her responsibility. They never checked! NEVER! When she saw me looking expectantly at her, she just waved her hand impatiently asking me to get out of that place.

In fact, I think I’m one of the suckers who ever bothered for her reaction at all. -.-

Phew. So I’ve got through the test.

But I don’t think I really learned the fundamentals of driving. Basic, yes. But counting poles and turning ‘x’ times of the wheel and which direction to ‘learn’ parking, what the heck?! You call that learning?! It’s just like the farked up education system we have in Bolehland. Buck up the kids, tuition tuition tuition them with so-called ‘formulas’ and make sure they get over their exams and get straight As.

No wonder so many mad ass drivers on the road of our lovely Bolehland lah. Sigh.

Anyhoo, to the people who own a licence and a vehicle, just a friendly reminder. Driving is fun, yes, but if you abuse that skill, it’s very costly. And certain things, once done, it can never be turned back.

And dun forget to congratulate me for passing it! A special thanks to my darling for being there all day for me. I love you~ :-*

And here is a testimony for the sake of my enjoyment, lol! The testimony of me and my dear’s gargantuan SMSing habit…

FYI, our SMSs dun consist of the typical ‘i miss you’, ‘what are you doing’ lame messages. It can be as long as 2 - 3 messages long! Filled with juicy stuff, LOL! We are terrible indeed. -.-

Behold…

Dun forget to leave your congratulations at my comments section, lol. ;)

Thanks for reading the daily rants of a teenage gal. :)

Jimmy, our cute lecturer for Introduction to IT tutorials, shot this question at us right on the first day during our self introduction session on Wednesday. (I know, it’s way off due, but didn’t have any inspiration to write mah, sorry loh.)

What do you think about IT?!

And all sorts of answers popped up in the class.

Wait a sec.

I dun think it’s all sorts. Basically it varied from ‘boring, IT means computers, I only know IT because I know how to play games, etc etc’.

Goodness, really simple as that meh?! Or all too shy?! Honestly it’s one hell of a subject if viewed from a perspective, BUT studying it in college feels a bit retarded. STILL must get over it though. No excuses. And hope to learn a thing or two during lessons as well. ^^

Well, my point is not to gloat or to show off…

But I just wanna let all my friends know…

Without IT, I wouldn’t get to know the computer, the most wonderful invention in the world; the Internet, with all the wonderful things it has to offer, it wouldn’t have influenced my life so greatly; Mobile phones and every high tech thing that is IT related. And finally…

I wouldn’t get to know all of you. Yes you, the person sitting in front of the computer. My friend. Whom I got to know most probably thru the net.

For those who dunno, I met my love thru the net too. ;) Love you darling. As I did since we met 5 years ago. :-*

And a hell lotta good friends as well. :)

Love ya guys. ^^

PS: Doesn’t apply to faggots though. XD

I entered TARC with trepidation, dreading what I’m about to face inside the walls of the vast campus laying ahead of me.

This sort of feeling was like, the first ever time in Orientation Week?! But that time me and a couple of old friends were secured snugly in each other’s comfort.

But after that we were on our own.

It was so agonising to see flocks of people chatting off animatedly and happily in a gang and waltz their way across campus, and there I was, poor old me sitting in the corner looking helplessly at the crowds and crowds of people who pass by me. All alone. Dunno whom to call, dunno where to cling to for comfort. Dunno where I belong in this big piece of land.

It’s never quiet in TARC. There are just waaaaaaaaay too many people. -.-

But it has changed.

Finally today my Tutorial Group had our first ever tutorial lessons and I FINALLY got to know my fellow group buddies. There were so many DPR students, I just mixed around, but never seemed to meet someone from my group and never seemed to belong to any group in particular.

Finally the sense of belonging that has lurked in my heart has been satisfied. Feels like I’m at home although in a totally alien environment. Had my tutorials and finally got the chance to interact with a couple of lovely gals. Not to mention crazy ones. Yeah, we came out from Tanjung Rambutan, I know. -.-

I’m finally settling in, and along the way made some new friends liao. Wheeee, and false false dei can say, it feels good to have somewhere to belong to. Really does.

And although the experiences are fresh and raw, I hope it can mature into something lovely. Afterall, we’re all gonna be stuck here for the next 2 years. Let’s have fun, shall we?! ;)