1.
I am horrible at crossing roads, very very bad. I hate crossing roads ALONE because it's like turn left, turn right, turn left again, then shouldn't I turn right again too? When do I stop turning? Secretly, I like it when someone holds my hand and guides me across the road. When I was 10, Sha played that role :) Remember, hun?
2.
I used to be a chicken wing girl but over the years, I started to love the drumstick. Now, whenever I order chicken rice or whatever, it HAS to be the drumstick or else I'll be sad. CJ forgot once and I ended up with the chicken breast. I HATE THE BREAST, so that's double the sadness.
3.
I've a bad habit of verbally starting my sentences with, "You know right..." whenever I want to tell something and I hate it when people actually retort me with a "No I don't know." -.-
4.
This is my favourite number. Recently though, I got quite freaked out by the number 4. About two weeks ago, my phone had 444 messages in the outbox, I instantly looked at the time and it was 4.44 pm, I wanted to update my status about it and I realised I had '444 pictures of me'. Ah, freaky. So maybe it's not my favourite number anymore. Shall be 14 then.
5.
The first proper sport I actually represented my house in was the long jump. Ok that was stupid and for two years in a row.
6.
I am a weird creature who has low blood pressure and high cholesterol both at once. High cholesterol was since I was 12 and even the doctor was amazed. Last year, I was admitted into the hospital because my blood pressure dropped to 60/40.
7.
I am a very boring person when it comes to my wardrobe. I prefer minimalistic designs and not something that screams HEY LOOK AT ME! I'm also boring because if I like something, I'll get it in every freaking colour :D Seriously, I think I've way too many basic tees (12, I think) and tank tops and spags and whatnot but still, I want more. Wei, I need yellow, hellooo.
8.
Spoiled my eyesight since I was 11. At first, it was just 100+, then 200+ and now it's like 400 for my left and 325 for my right. Terrible.
9.
I try not to enter YouTube if I can help it. Just have a thing against it but I don't really know why.
10.
I am a perfectionist when it comes to a lot of things and it pisses me off sometimes.
Freak.
The night before, at Murni, they were talking about going for brunch the next day. Brunch means BEFORE NOON okay and I don't wake up at such ungodly hours especially on a weekend!
Sigh, so so deprived of sleep.
Anyway, I wasn't going to go since I had trouble waking up. At 11 am, my alarm went off and I felt like a lorry just ran over my brain, so I went back to sleep. Still, they persuaded and so I relented.
Ade's exclamations probably did the trick.
Quickly got ready (they had to wait for me, hee) and the moment I entered the car looking like a grumpy deader than dead zombie, they remained silent for about two seconds before bursting out in unison laughter. Geee, thanks.
Took me about 15 minutes before I started acting like a real human.
Very unusual, having both me and him in the backseat.
So we went to Damansara Uptown for some nasi lemak, the famous one at Village Park Restaurant. Ordered a plate with a huge ass chicken and it cost RM6.80. To be honest, I didn't know what was so WOW about it except for the very fragrant rice. It was just above average for me.
I'm coming back for the squid though >:)
Looks yummy, right?
But there wasn't enough sambal and we were all too lazy to move our asses to get extra, sigh. The kid doubled as my vacuum cleaner because I dumped my leftovers to him.
Ade & I.
Cropped the kid out of this pic because his face CMI. Haha, so thoughtful of me.
Ok this is disgusting. Probably Adrian's plate because the chicken not clean!
A ponytail makes me look so... young.
On the way home, "EEEEEEEEEE!" ;)
Fast forward to midnight, we dropped by Al-Nainas for a quick bite. We all just had to order something because Kok Seng was treating. HAHA thanks, mana tandoori?
Also, it was one of those rare occasions where I actually wore my glasses out because I couldn't be bothered. Snapped a pic to show people my specky self and two secs later, my phone's camera died :( Sigh, apparently it is a shutter problem? Boo, wonder how much.
Different? Face of a diligent student? Ahahaha.
I amazingly woke up at 10 am on a Saturday. Two words: Warehouse sale!
Parents brought me to some so-called branded warehouse sale bla bla, with brands like FCUK, Levi's, Billabong but mostly Zara and MNG for ladies.
I only bought myself one top though. Reasons being, others either didn't have my size, were ugly, too sexy, outdated, or I just didn't like the colours, oh well. Some things were really cheap while some just looked dodgy.
Otw to lunch.
Lunch was at Seapark(?) for some 'famous roasted chicken', but it was too dry that day.
In the evening, I completed more shopping. I only bothered going into two shops but I came out with three spanking new purchases. Woot, two tank tops and a dress :) Refrained myself from getting two more shorts and a skirt because my sensible side kicked in.
Why oh why, Karyn Lee.
Sigh, even without the sales and bargain deals, temptation is already so alluring and it's even worse when I have a boyfriend who shoves temptation right down my throat. Lucky thing for self control.
Still, I am one happy girl after shopping!
Me and his nose.
After dinner, followed him to futsal AGAIN. System barter = He followed me shopping, I follow him to futsal.
This time, he was on the same team with my buddies. At least the game was quite intense, if not, I'd have rotted for an entire 2 hours.
Futsal is bad enough when I have to surrender Chun Jui to that stupid sport, but when my friends AND him are playing simultaneously, I feel like I've no one left, seriously -.-
At 11 pm, after the boys went home and showered, a few of us went to Murni. Yes my life is on repeat mode now.
Anyway, Adrian the kid was suddenly attacked by gastric pains because he didn't eat for 12 hours straight and so he couldn't stop whining. I swear, he needs a babysitter or something to guide him in life. I had to be an unsung heroine, who freaking walked over to 7-11 with Kok Seng to get him some Actal pills.
In return, he said the pills were not effective -.-
Bloody kid, writhing in pain.
KS and his hairband.
Damn hard to open the loh shoo fan! Took her 5 mins.
Oh, and claypot loh shoo fan is sickening after ten bites!
p/s:
Bf said I am just like a baby. Have to completely take care of me, have to feed me, and I am constantly crying. No wait, he said I am even worse than a baby wtf. Oh well, gives you training to be a parent right?
pp/s:
Mum read the papers about teenage drug addicts. According to her, I've 4 out of 5 of the symptoms of a drug user HAHA. Abnormal sleeping hours, sudden loss of weight/appetite, asking for extra money and being overly friendly. Walau.
Words do hurt, it's as simple as that.
I could always pretend that they didn't sting or I could just nonchalantly brush those remarks off, but the bottom line is, they do hurt.
Sometimes, I may come off looking like a girl who doesn't really give a rat's tail about what others think of me. But those who truly know me, will know how vulnerable I really am inside. They've caught glimpses of that fragile person I try to hide and they see how long it takes for me to get over a negative statement.
I could always say that it's not true and if I know who I really am, why bother? But again, hearing untruthful rumours about me isn't easy to deal with, especially if those rumours are told with the intention of butting into my relationship or with the purpose of tearing my life apart.
Sometimes, I ignore everything I hear, simply because there's nothing I can do about it. Why give the person the satisfaction of bringing me down anyway? After all, that's what you really want to see, isn't it? People can be so spiteful.
I admit, I do get affected. Now do you want to bring me down even more?
Really, if you don't have your facts right or if you heard it through the grapevine, how sure are you that what you're telling is true? Are you just going to act like you know every damn aspect of me based on ONE thing you hear? Because honestly, you really do know nothing.
And first, please reflect and question yourself, if you've made mistakes far worse than mine. Don't pass judgment before taking a look at yourself. Question is, are you perfect?
Everyone has a past and everyone has made bad calls in their life, it's just a matter of what you do about the future. I know that sometimes you can’t get past mistakes no matter how hard you try; simply because people aren’t willing to let you do that, or simply because they aren’t willing to even let you forget.
So I heard some things today and they did hurt, as always. With tears threatening to spill over, all I need is some reassurance.
Where is my strength when I need some?
My last few posts have mostly been about finance finance and finance. Ah, the life of a nerd 8-)
At least I can now say good riddance to Financial Management!
The night before:
8.30 pm - Went to the library to be tutored.
10 pm - driving home, traffic light!
Had to start doing my '
cheatsheet' at around 11 pm? We are all allowed to bring in ONE A4 paper with anything written on it (both front & back) since formulas aren't provided. Had to go through the whole damn book again because I didn't know what I needed.
In the end, I figured I should just copy most of it since my knowledge is so weak. Who knew, making a cheatsheet is extremely hard work! Having to write in such itsy bitsy teeny weeny handwriting just to make sure I can fit as much as possible on the paper.
Now, THAT is the definition of kiasu. But at least my cheatsheet was gorgeous! So proud of it although it proved to be quite useless. You will see later. Can faint.
12.30 am - Feeling darn sleepy already. Boyfriend delivered nuggets to me.
Ah I love nuggets. Some may think nuggets are only for kids but they are meant for everyone!
SEE HOW MUCH I SQUEEZED INTO ONE PAGE?!?!
This is the second page! Pure hard work.
Close up, huhu.
Yes, crazy. A lot of my friends gawked at how much I wrote. Well, better safe than sorry ;P
Hey I HAD to pose with it ok because I was so amazed by my work. Me @ 3 am!
Anyway, Redbull kept me awake till like 7 am. Again. I don't know why it doesn't work when I'm studying because I feel pretty sleepy but the moment I actually try to sleep, I just can't. The tragic irony.
Look at my brand new G1. Ink went down to that level after just 2 days?
The day of my paper:
Woke up at 1 pm and found this note on the table. Ignore her messy rushed scribble but thanks mummy :)
CJ delivered lunch and sent me to uni. Surprisingly, I was very relaxed before the paper. It was like do or die; whatever happens, happens. I even had the time to take pictures on the way there.
The many faces of Karyn Lee, with not a care in the world for FM -.-
I loathe his shades so damn much. Hate it to my very core. Ugh. Help me tell him it's so 30 years ago, thanks.
My verdict on the paper:
Tough. Don't really want to talk about it. I finished all 5 questions with only 5 minutes to spare. Mind you, it's like a 3 hour and 40 minute paper. That's how slow I am! I really don't know if I did everything correctly.
It's like Add Maths. Sometimes you THINK you did everything right but the results tell you a whole different story; you were entirely wrong!
How I celebrated my first few hours of freedom:
In a very pathetic way.
Freak, my paper ended at 6.40 pm and CJ "suddenly" had futsal at 7 pm. Despo. And guess what, it was against my good friends. So after picking me up, I was dragged along to watch the match. What do you think I am, your personal cheerleader?
Can laugh though. Eg. Kok Seng and his headband, omg.
Bloody mushroom hair boy.
Yawn.
Raymond, Shane, and Alex. All pooped out.
Stinky and I.
After futsal, Stinky brought me for a proper celebration dinner to mark the end of my exams. Thanks honey. We went to Pasta Zanmai since we were too lazy to walk over to Sushi Zanmai.
Food was awesome! Their egg is perfect; absolutely perfect and I don't even like eggs. I wonder how they got it to that texture?
This place is worth a try.
Just because I found this pretty. Snap snap.
The spoilt one. HAHA, take a guess who I'm referring to. Me or him?
I LOVE THIS. It's what I always order and I loooooove it.
Teriyaki chicken with pasta.
Pizza with scallops! Unique, no?
Ended the night with a drink at Murni. Someone said the wrong thing, grrrr. So now you owe me thank you!
p/s:
I've forgotten what it's like to work SO hard for something just to prove everyone wrong including yourself. When you achieve what you aim for, that feeling of satisfaction and pride is irreplaceable. It's been nearly three years since I did something I was so proud of.
I really wish to get that feeling again. Still, I am grateful that I had friends who believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself.
I'm happy to announce that I've officially started my holidays! WHOOP DEE DOO. Going to enjoy myself fully, don't you worry about me. But the thing is, I need money to finance my enjoyment. Le sigh, opportunity cost.
So if you know of any jobs, tell me k? :)
THERE, A VERY HAPPY ME.
No more going to Starbucks or McDonald's to study! The next time I go there, it is just to enjoy a nice drink or eat nuggets! This is me speaking in exclamations because I'm too happy!
This is us studying the other day. No more wheee.
This is a small eyed creature who makes my heart melt.
This is just a small kid pouting.
Now I can just be as lifeless as I want and go to the mamak every night.
Oh yeah, since I had a two day break between my papers, I went out with my usual buddies. 'Twas amusing.
Alex is back from China btw. He was scheduled to come back in January but circumstances brought him home. So welcome back Ossy.
Kawan-kawan sekalian. Raymond was there too but he left earlier, hm.
And may I introduce Andrew to you? Can you believe this kid is only 16?!
Oh and I tried out Jojo's Little Kitchen the other day. It's another pan mee shop further down from Face2Face and Kimchee Pan Mee in SS15. Wth, 3 pan mee shops in a row?
Their traditional pan mee was not bad. It stuck to its name, traditional. Some pan mee taste modern. Ha, I don't know if you know what I mean but pan mee lovers should know.
Couldn't finish it though.
p/s:
Next post I will show you the definition of KIASU ;)
"Sometimes you gotta run away to see who will run after you, sometimes you gotta talk quieter just to see who's listening, sometimes you gotta stand up in a fight to see who's standing by your side, sometimes you gotta make a wrong decision only to see who's there to help you fix it. Sometimes you've gotta let go of the one you love just to see if they love you enough to come back."
Credits to Sha since I stole it from her site. Reblogging it here because (a) I really love the quote and (b) I find it so true.
Will you be the one?
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Anyway this is a scheduled post. So by the time it's published, I would have already sat for my Financial Management paper. I'm crossing my fingers that I did fine.
Apparently, FM is an easy paper to score. At least, that's what everyone has been telling me. But the thing is, it's either you know it or you don't know it.
And I don't know if I know it. Initially, I was doing quite alright in this subject but as the weeks flew by, I sunk deeper and deeper into confusion as the topics got harder and harder.
The terms bill rollovers, bonds, finance leases, IRR rates, etc were all foreign to me, none differentiating from the other; nothing more than a pile of words I don't understand.
I didn't try to dig myself out of that hole because I was delaying it till the very last minute. So I have only myself to blame for attempting to understand what I didn't know in just two days.
The day before my paper (well, just yesterday), while studying it in Starbucks, it suddenly struck me so hard that I don't want to be doing something I dislike for the rest of my life. I don't want work to feel like it's a burden. I don't want to make tons of money and yet hate my damn job.
I want to enjoy what I do.
So there I was, in the coffee parlour, crying in the middle of solving a credit foncier loan question, just feeling so helpless and lost. With tears streaking my cheeks, I must have looked so forlorn because I caught him looking at me with that amused smile of his, just before he wiped them away.
It triggered a smile, while I pictured myself in other people's heads, "I wonder who's this whackjob frantically pressing at her calculator while crying?"
Sigh.
I came home and had a serious talk with my mum about it. In the end, the decision lies with me. So yes, I'm going to think long and hard about it and maybe I am going to switch my majors after all :)
At night, I headed to the library to continue my battle. A third year student who's about to graduate offered to tutor me if I really needed help and I did. So after 90 minutes of explaining bonds and bill rollovers from scratch to me, it finally made
quite a lot of sense! I'm surprised he didn't kill me though, because he had to explain everything to me like 5 times (all with different angles and methods) before I really got it.
Let's just hope it's been retained in my memory. Thanks a lot, YJ.
I really hope I win this war.
