I think I'm having a slight headache from caffeine overload. Never had a big jug of Americano before. Always had 3 in 1 ovaltine with a teaspoon of Nescafe Classic.

I call it Mochacheapo, student style.

It's the legendary study week this week. Legendary cos it's the time where the library is suddenly packed with students like sardines in a tin can. And the public computers are suddenly free for all to use because nobody cares abt assignments anymore.

Speaking of assignments.

I think today was the hardest 'assignment' I had to do so far. Had to help Red Ranger with his story and tell script entitled "My Favourite Cartoon." No, Power Ranger does not count as a cartoon or I would have done it witha blink of eye, not that I was a big fan when I was a kid or anything.

Ok fine. Maybe a slight small fan. I like Ninja Storm the best. But moving on.

His favourite cartoon is Ben 10.

Ben 10.

Ben 10.

Ok do.. what to write about Ben 10?

First, essay plan. Let's come up with some keywords.

Key words: Ben, special watch, favourite alien.

Good start.

Right... so... what's his favourite alien again?

I had to google every nook and cranny for images of Ben10 aliens and then figure out their names and then figure out their powers. Heck, searching for journals to support my scientific claims seemed to be so much easier than this. Sure I can easily just ask Red Ranger but hey. He's a kid. You think he really watches them for their cool name or just the cool fight scenes?

Then again. He's Red Ranger. If he can memorize every single line in Kunfu Panda what makes me think he cannot remember what he likes?

But then again.

Do you think the teacher even cares if the names are true? I mean.. is not like his teacher (very old btw. I've seen her) watches them too right?

Unless.

His teacher figured Ben 10 is the 'in' cartoon to watch and she went to google every nook and cranny just like I did?

But seriously.

I doubt that the teacher gives much crap. I know I wouldn't. I would just rather see how enthusiastic my students tell me their stories rather than how much they know about their aliens. But I'd be super impressed if my students could tell me more about their favourites and maybe award them with bonus points.

Hmm.

Ah whatever lah. I'm done with the script anyways. I think he's favourite alien is the Cannonbolt because I remembered the character rolling around like a ball hitting the badies down like pins in bowling alley and Red Ranger thought it was super cool. And I totally dissed him off saying the character looked stupid and should see a dentist with that kind of teeth.

"He's not stupid! He's strong!"

"Yar. Strong and stupid. Hahahaha."

He totally blocked me out and stayed focused in his cartoon. Hahaha fun times.

I hope that his teacher will be super impressed with his presentation and awards him with good points. He better not screw up. And the points better matter.

Because if the points don't matter, then it's no different than Whose Line Is It Anyways. Yup, they dont matter, just like "Pants on Hugh Hefner".

I think... I just rambled a couple of nonsense codons. Prolly from the caffeine high. And all that sugar high from Krispy Kremme. Nonetheless, wish me luck guys!

Till then, it's morphin' crunch time!

In case you're wondering what Cannonbolt looks like.

Hormones got the best of me yesterday, but I got in all under control. At least I acknowledged the problem so it's fine.

Sulking is so over-rated. Period.

1. The one thing I missed most was cooking whatever I want, however I want. I put my bags down and straight away went grocery shopping.

2. My humongous headphones was the one thing I looked out for first when I entered. I should really name it soon.

3. I made a difficult decision to leave my fave bolster behind.

4. I don't know how I did it but I brought Suarez, Bungee and Princess Consuela Bananahammock over. Good news is, they're still alive. Bad news is, PCB is slowly dying. Booo.

5. I desperately need to get back to being used to internet connection much much slower than the one I've taken advantage of back at ceexikay.

How do you know if someone is about to crack?

Because I am.

Happy New Year.

Went to the cinemas recently and boy was I surprised.

I didn't know I was featured in a movie! That's me on the most left!!!

Talk about reality TV shows. Hah.

So I thought it was just me since I entered the cinema late. But my friend who was waiting for me in the cinema thought she saw me too! She was so quick in taking this as prove haha!

Not to be prasan/shiok-sendiri or anything but I think after the movie ended, the other movie-goers were like, "Eh, she looks like the girl in the trailer just now."

Ok not exactly lah but somewhere around there.

I thought that was it. After the movie, my friends and I decided to just walk around a little bit since our dinner reservation wasnt until 2 hours later.

And guess what I found?



Advertisement banner? Something is not right.

I mean first I was in a movie I didnt know I was in, then my face was plastered everywhere. The least they (whoever they are) could do was inform me and maybe pay me royalty!

Damn. I need to find a lawyer.

But then I remebered my friend who is a photographer. Maybe he used the photos he took and sold them or something. So I decided to let it go. He is a good photographer. You'd be surprised as to good he is.

Guys and girls are big fans of him because he takes great pictures.

But I'm thinking some girls love him more than just his pictures.

Haha. Wow. Good for you.

I think also because he's part of this indie band, not sure what their band's name is but Paris Hilton sure likes it.



Paris heart them but I heart Victoria Beckham.

I think she's a great person. She doesnt smile much but methinks she's a fun person. And a successful one too! With a career like that with 3 boys and a good-looking husband, I think she can fall into the categories of a Superwoman.

But of course my mom is on top of that list. Noone can beat her in that.

Speaking of VB,



I think Victoria Beckhams hearts me too!!!!!!


What a week. Haha.

Fun fact #1: Did you know that there are stingless jellyfishes and you can actually swim inside this pool of harmless creatures without having anybody pee on you after?

I'm catching up on my Survivor: Micronesia before I head on to Survivor: Gabon.

And it's 6.15 am.

Fun fact #2: Survivor: Gabon (Latest Season) is the 17th season. Which means US$17 million has been given away. And this excludes the consolation prizes. I could use 1/10 of a million if you ask me.

Anyone?

ps: I know who won in Micronesia. I just need to know how it's played. It's about the process, not the product.

I'm sorry but I have to let this out. This may sound rather biatch-cy but I canNOT stand it anymore.

She is just so damn annoying!

I don't know if it's because everybody thinks she looks like me and always mistake her for me, or the fact that she's always around him. Like ALL the friggin time.

Before anybody jumps to conclusion, he is family. I grew up with him. He is not like my boyfriend or crush or whatever the lingo is now. He's family.

And she is just EVERYWHERE.

This is one thing I absolutely hate/loathe/despise about girls. I hate those damn clingy girls. Give that man some air to breathe.. like COME ON.

Sure, maybe he likes the clingy type. Maybe that's his thing. But when she comes over to his house (well technically not his since he is staying with his parents) every single goodness forsaken day to a point that his mother is also somewhat annoyed, I think it's just about time to PISS OFF.

She's in all family outings, she's in all family pictures and she's not even family! Not that I cant accept her. I don't think I can accept her just yet. For goodness sake, she's barely 17! And that man can barely breathe to gag his money to support his folks!

Go say hi to relative also must shadow one meh? Go clean plates also must shadow one meh? GO TO THE FRIGGIN TOILET ALSO MUST SHADOW ONE MEH?

FOR GOODNESS SAKE GET A FRIGGIN LIFE! *&%$&*&$$%()+_(&*&^$%


Ulgh. Clingy girls piss me off like no tomorrow.

I therefore dedicate the song Independent Woman by Destiny's Child to.. let's call her Me-rer since everybody thinks she looks like me.

Eat those lyrics woman!

1. I'm ok with Vanessa Hudgens but her voice is damn annoying.

2. Soy sauce is probably one of the bestest inventions on Earth.

3. Born in 1959? Wow.

4. I thought a friend sitting for 2 3-hour papers in one day was just bad luck. Never think because sometimes it happens.

5. Sweet smell of freedom is so, so close.

What I did yesterday:

1. Studied immunology for tomorrow's paper.

2. Watched Season 4 of House in between breaks.

What happened after:

Dreamt that I was part of House's diagnostic team and was telling him that patient was suffering from autoimmune disease. Somewhere somehow receptors on cells got screwed up and this lead to the degranulation of mast cells which brought about massive inflammation.

It's never easy to please the man but House actually liked my idea and tests were carried out.

And then I woke up. Tsk.

It felt good to be part of the whole thing though.




Sacrifices had to be made, look closely and you realise someone is missing.

Everybody knows my picture editing skills isnt that great but I came up with whatever I can.

"Hi this is Farhana Adi. Don't forget to watch House.

Every Thursday 10pm, right here on Channel 5. " *smiles*

Hahahahaha oklah whatever. No harm day dreaming a little bit right.

Back to studying now.

It has been awhile. But no random thoughts whatsoever have been generated by Mr Grey Area Up There. Exams are coming and another long 3-month break awaits. Time to look for a temporary job. Lobangs anyone?

I think I shall officially call it Mr GAUT.

Hello Mr GAUT,

Time for another information overload although my stomach is underloaded. Another small kit-kat break will come in about hour and half time. Do some good yeah?

Sincerely,
Me.

I found out 3 things today:

1. Someone cheap stole 2 of my eggs from the refrigerator.

2. I need to find something that I can call my own stat.

3. I forgot abt my 3rd point which was a very important point and I was thinking about it since morning and I cannot believe I forgot a nanosecond ago but nevermind it all just proves that if you have something to say, you say it quick before it's all forgotten and ignored.

I cannot believe we would actually rob an old man.

There were 5 of us and everybody was wearing nice, glamourous baju kurung. I was the watch person, standing outside making sure nobody saw us. I was a good actress, interacting with the neighbours and asking them why the old man was not at home during the Raya Period.

And you guys were inside stealing all the stuff that you could find. And what possibly can an old man have in possession?

That question remained unanswered.

All the four of you, I swear, made lousy robbers. You guys dont even know how to come out quietly without being noticed. Again, I had to direct you guys around so that you guys could leave like an invisble people.

So invisible that I was left behind.

Conveniently, the old man came back (from who-knows-where) and his other relatives arrived to pay him a visit as well. So what did I do?

I became his so-called illegitimate daughter who decided to visit him for th first time since I was informed about my birth parents on the first day of raya. Surprinsingly, he bought the story and let me in. I helped out in the kitchen while he entertained his other guests in the living room.

And I was thinking about the other 4 of you. WHY THE HELL DIDNT YOU COME BACK FOR ME? So much for friends.

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By now I hope you would have realised all these were not real. I dreamt about this last night. Like I always said, dreams are your brains subconsciously speaking. So I'm not entirely sure if robbing an old man wearing baju kurung as a cover is my inner desire but I hope my friends dont bail me out if we did rob someone.

Who were my other 4 friends? namie,aqilah,fiq and gm interchangeable to hasif. no idea why.

Red Ranger was in the dream too. My brain is wacked man.

It has been a whirlwind. I dont even know where to start.

My head feels blocked. Like I need to shake it off or get wasted or something.

My eyes are wide open but I dont really see things around me.

I am not fully aware of my surroundings.

I cant sleep in my own room anymore. My hostel bed feels more like home actually.

I am slowly becoming a coffee junkie. Two coffees in half an hour. Make that three in 15. And I dont even drink coffee for goodness sake.

I think I need to disappear.

Or something.

I dont know.

Run away, run away

Like a prodigal

Don't you wait for me

Don't you wait for me

And it starts all over again.

Today, I felt like a sardine in a tin can. All cramped up and having no air to breathe. I was jammed packed with many, many tasks to settle in a very limited of time. Funny how I actually didn't mind all that pressure. I guess it's true that it all didnt matter if you enjoy what you're doing.

No no, getting my assignment done was definitely not one of those tasks. I know I'm a geek, but I'm not a workacoholic like that.

My day didnt end very well. I felt like a total idiot when I screwed up in pretty much on alot of stuff I did towards buka time. And going around "getting recognized" didnt help at all.

I've always preferred to stay low profile. I know sometimes the things I do dont exactly yell low-profile but when I'm not doing those things, I like to disappear and be invisibile to the surroundings. This includes getting around the campus and not having my name remembered.

It really is not inviting when you sit in for a tutorial and the tutor goes, "You're Farhana right? The one with a Nur in the front?" Especially since she has NEVER EVER called my name in class before. Also, I came in late today (was only late twice, thank you. ok maybe 3 times the most) and she went, "Well, havent seen you for quite abit."

I didnt attend her class once! Oh cmon, give me a break. I've always been the good one and attended your normal class schedules. Make-up lessons don't count because they clash with my cores and you know how the system is.

Oh dont get me wrong. I don't hate her. In fact, I actually enjoy her class. Probably my favourite class among all but I just don't like to be recognized like that.

Then later I decided to have Ramly burger for dinner. FYI, I cook alot and this was probably my third time this semester that I bought burger from Abang Burger. Ladida I went to the Ramly truck and there standing was the Abang Burger and he went, "Ye, nak apa Farhana?"

Honestly, I don't know if I should really freak out. I don't think I've ever mentioned my name to him before. Sure, he is a delight to talk to (this is what I call customer service, thank you very much) but I have never revealed my name. Which lead me to think that he might have asked around or saw my book with my name on it.

As much as I appreciate the acknowledgement, I don't really fancy people calling my name when I don't really know them. It feels stalk-like. At least tell me your name.

Burger didn't taste that good btw. Abang Burger has lost his touch. Tsk, something's wrong somewhere. Had lemon cheesecake too, with large coke by the side. That was probably a good closure although it could have been better. Maybe... I dont know. Another burger but this time Carls Jr?

Oh I would kill for a Carls Jr mushroom burger now. Ah.

But as for now, I'll settle for Mee Sup for sahur and a more jam packed activity tomorrow starting from 8am.

I hope.

ps: I discovered something more about myself today.

- I need guidelines to function

- Which means I'm not very creative and cannot think out of the box

- I hate Raya songs

- I would love to be locked up in a shopping mall for one night and play with the trolleys as much as I can. Wohooooo.

From dictionary.com

crush (n. Informal)
a. an intense but usually short-lived infatuation.
b. the object of such an infatuation: Who is your latest crush?


eye candy (n. Informal)
Someone or something that is visually attractive or pleasing to look at.


So, which one?

In times like these, John Powell makes a good companion for the listening ear.

And yesterday was a good day because almond smoothies totally made my day. =DD Pity, almond smoothies is not going be around anymore. Yes, limited time only apparently.

I woke up feeling cranky today.
I want to say, "I woke up on the wrong side of the bed," but my bed is against a wall so there is only one side I can wake up to anyways.

Argh.

So we were discussing about shirt sizes.

Person A: So what shirt size are u choosing? They only have them in XS and L.

Person B: How small is XS?

Person A: Well, she can wear XS.

Person B: Is is small.. like Chinese small?

Everybody in the team: CHINESE SMALL?

I still have no idea what she meant. Hahahahah. She is from Kenya btw. People sure have their own definition of sizes. Haha.

wow. bad time keeps rolling in y'all.
hmm.