journey back to sanity

I went back to MALAYSIA for da weekend!!!
I was so excited to be able to go home(half home at least.. stayed over at Seremban)
Y did i go back u ask?? Cos my uncle went back and i can tumpang and its free and it doesn't take a decade to reach and i miss malaysian food esp seremban's beef noodle and i miss my family and my immediate family and i needed a break and i need to return my sanity plus it was kevin's birthday (so wanted to wish him happy birthday with my genuine voice on da phone that is)and and and...
Its home.. I basically don't need a reason to go home la..

So wat i did there?
I studied..SIAL BETUL!! aaaa... but it was sanity returning type of studying so tat i dun feel guilty that i went back..

I ate and ate and ate.. My amused uncles and aunties and parents entertained my "hunger pang" by feeding me nonstop.. And so i ate ate ate ate until da sight of food stopped putting a grin on my face!!
I had.. fried super soft tauhu(which i have been dreaming about even when i was sleeping and even when i was not sleeping..), hakka mee,tomyam fish(yummy),fried pigs paw/hand/sumthing la(which i normally wouldn't touch even with a one foot long stick),one and a half bowl of LARGE beef noodles, super awesome homemade fried pork cum oyster porridge, sushi, deliciously super homemade udon lou shi fun, maggi goreng, satay, close to two rows of vitagen, yogurt, fried kuey teow with some raw egg in da middle(which is da closest to char kueh teow we could find becos time was LIMITED) and lots of fruits and err.. i cannot remember d..

I went shopping for pillow(yes another one.. newest addition to my family of pillows), shoes(yes another one, newest addition to my family of shoes), food(my missed marmee tomyam maggie) and several other stuff my mum had to buy..And so again i added stuff to my room..

And I was with FAMILY(amazing how being with family lifts one up from the ulu-est of university depression to some more normal level of stress..EUstress simon told me it was called(good stress wor..)

I wished Dr.to.be Kevin Happy birthday and heard how 170 gals voted him as the most good looking guy in his college and was reminded again how much i DUN have a life in NTU compared to a MEDIC student(WTF WTF WTF LIFE IS !@#$%^&!!)

It was basically a day n a half trip but i feel refreshed.. Better than spa i tell u..More expensive summore i think(ahaha.. da amount of food i ate!!! )

Ok I shall go back into my fantasy world since its da ony tutorial left thats sticking out like a sore thumb pricking me in my conscience screaming STOP WASTING TIME U NO LIFE UNDERGRADUATE BUT RICH(LIFE AMBITION!) FUTURE REPACKED PRODUCT OF SINGAPORE!!(mmm a lil random but not too much really..I kinda have that justified)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR DR TO BE KEVIN TAN TECK MENG @ MY BESTIE!! MAY UR STRESSFUL MEDICAL UNDERGRADUATE LIFE START KICKING IN SOON SO TAT I WILL STOP FEELING LIKE A LIFELESS ROBOT! Though i do wish u all da happiness in da world..........

what have i learned so far..

ok.. so i have been in singapore for around 2 and a half months.. i have discovered numerous interesting things that i would say is worth mentioning..



1. NTU students(or is it just malaysian ntu students??mmm..) "baptize" their frens every year on their birthday..sounds random huh.. wat i mean is dat they will dunk the birthday boy/gal into a pool of water..(no not swiming pool..keep on imagining..)and den da frens will follow n jump into da pool of water(may it be da lake or da fountain or wateva tat takungs water)..weeee...everyone gets wet in da middle of da nite screaming and shouting...

2. People in NTU jog. Nothing special u say.. wellll... they can jog at the weirdest hour of da day.. any time, u name it there will be some health conscious human being sweating like a sponge leaking water with earphones plugged in running around ntu. no joke. it can be 3 am or 5 am or 3 pm(when da sun is SOO shiny it blinds ur eyes).. there will be ppl jogging.

3.they call roti canai here as roti prata..and roti prata cheese dat is da size of half a a4 paper costs more than a bowl of mee(in ntu la).hence to me at least, prata is a luxury food here..

4.I learn new slangish words like ex(meaning expensive),on(synonym to enthu(meaning enthusiastic)) and many many more..


5. People rather study at some isolated bench in da academic complex rather than in da comfort of their room.Some even sleep over in da tutorial rooms to study(i wonder who their roomies are..count dracula??godzilla??three pigs and the wolf?? flying duck??)


6. You will get addicted to food that normally appeals to a child in ur 'normal' life in your hometown..(or mebbe this just applies to me la..)..I am currently 'high' on rocky chocolate sticks, hello panda and raisins..muahaha..

7. When u order wan tan mee.. u have to say "no chili or tomato pls" if u dun wan ur wantan mee to be bathed in tomato ketchup or chili sauce.

8. Night cycling is consider an activity of leisure.(until now i oso dunno y) And mind you they normally cycle from one end of singapore to the other end of it(and for the ignorant, singapore is NOT tat small!! )They cycle the WHOLE night ok..

9.The distance between places in Singapore is measured by travelling time. Never really did tat in KL cos ppl mostly drive everywhere while its all public transport here in Singapore.So u may just live a "15 minute bus ride then 1 hour mrt ride and finally 30 minutes bus ride" away from ntu..

10. I cannot wait to earn Sing Dollar cos then shopping will be HEAVENLY in Malaysia!! and even in Singapore.. on the other hand it is impossible to shop here in Singapore unless u dun convert and imagine ur Singaporean.(which i am still incapable of doing.. i need more training i guess?)

11. Its super open minded here in Singapore which i found a lil difficult to get initially cos of my super conventional plus old fashioned plus traditional plus close minded plus ...(dun wanna say nanti go isa i die.. how to earn sing dollar in isa le?) environment in Malaysia.. Example : They dun mind screening Harold and Kumar for block activity in hall in a full top to bottom glass walled tv room by projecting it on da wall..(read : nudity scenes that can be seen from everywhere since it IS a transparent room).. They also dun mind pasting topics that reads TALK COCK on da notice board where everyone can see.. ( I wonder what are the consequences if da above actions were done in local unis in Malaysia?? Expel you? Public humilition by public canning??(ok that wan a lil over la..)) I wonder..

That kinda sums up my social education here in Singapore..Academically, I learn about fantasy worlds and subfantasy worlds for MATHS (NO JOKE!!-refer to discrete mathematics with applications third edition by susanna s.ep page 271)..

a nite out

its over!! midterms that is (unfortunately not the term..blehk)

so as pitiful students trying to make full use of the measly one and a halfday weekend that we have(thank u dear midterms), we went for a night out(straiiiiiiiiight after midterms) to destressssssssssssssssss....(and to celebrate birthdays!!Happy belated birthday mei mei, ivan and happy becoming birthday for guo siu)

so we went to clementi to makan botak jones.. this one i dun have pics..cos i lazy to take out camera..ahaha..

anyways i concluded tat i din enjoy da meal as much as i enjoyed my previous two botak jones meals.. da portion seems smaller and coleslaw lesser.. so i wasn't as piggishly full as i expected to be.. mebbe my stomach expanded since my last meal(HORRORS!!dun wan!! touch wood touch wood.. )

Next.. we went to Clarke Quay to walk walk.. (no not to club cos its super exorbitantly(dunno this word exist not..) freakishly EX (singaporean slang for expensive).. da view was nice..

ahaha..here i took pics..Y?? cos it was super conducive to..CAMWHORE !!

see da thingie behind?? thats where ppl were risking their lives bungee-ing in a ball like thingie(gimme a wardrobe full of designer clothes oso i dun wanna go up there!!) roomie and me(yes da one who saved me from going to class in my pjs)the view

group pic!!

another group pic with some ethereal effect i din know my camera had(sebastian found tat out)

me,jon(grand master genius) , and sebastian
mei mei and me bullying guo siu for jon!!(with ethereal effect again)last group pic before rushing(running down 90 stairs) to catch da last train..

jon with skinny arms.. (victory cos we survived midterm??)

okla i lazy to upload more pics d..

wat happened next u ask?? we managed to catch da last train thank goodness.. but we missed da last bus back to pulau ntu..grr..

(bus 199 passed us by several times and grinned at us evilly thinking- "padan muka.. who ask u go out so late ha..come pulau ntu stay on ntu island n study la.. wanna destress pulak.. nah let u walk a thousand miles.. dun wan take u all..nyeh nyeh.blueeek..!!! over rite da bus?? slaaaaaaaaaap his squarish glass face)

And so we walked. and walked. and walked.. ahhaa..the price we had to pay to walk walk in clarke quay was.. walk walk and walk(in heels!!babi binatang lu 199!!) in ntu to reach hall!!AHAKS!!

so it was fun.. da next day i slept n slept n slept n slept..and now i am back at square one.. mug mug mug.. tutorials tutorials.. cca cca.. bla bla bla.. life's a ball of goo..lalala..

how do i move out if i was evacuated when singapore has an earthquake alarm??

PS: Pardon da super random title.. it just came off my random fingers..

Yep.. I touched down. Unfortunately i touched down in my room in NTU..(okok stop complaining woman. directly or indirectly)



I realised something while unpacking. I have too many stuff here in my room!!(And yes many have mentioned it before but it just struck me in my super awesome short haired head(ahaks.. still haven't gotten over the novelty of my 5 minutes to wash hair))


Just let me illustrate my point..

Thats my study table.. Observe da shelves (cos i just cleaned my table!! faster clap hands) and da stuff above the shelves. Ok next..

Thats where i put da rest of my stuff cos it cannot fit in any of the other shelves or the 7 drawers or the one humongous wardrobe they provided. See got extra fan summore (and printer and hair dryer and ....)

That's my bed with a bolster, a teddy, two pillows, 2 queen sized mattress protectors, and a comforter.(My bed is extra super comfy cos i not ony have one but TWO mattress protector.. i am spoilt)

And thats my wardrobe of which da pic is sengeted cos i have no idea how to rotate it and save it.. And no my clothes are not just dumped in..its rolled.. sum strategy i have cos i have too many clothes.. err cos err the wardrobe is too small..

Just imagine if someone asked me to move out of my hall immediately..( i have not even shown you the amount of shoes i have!!)WHAT AM I TO DO?? ok some geniuses out there may say move out the way u came in la.. but what you dun know is tat my "stuff" has been multiplying actively since i moved in.. (my parents have been sending over items which i think i cannot live with..muahaha)

So how??Hire a 10 tonne lorry??Abandon the room and just get new stuff??(ngeh ngeh..)Hire 10 super muscular guys to lug it on their sexy shoulders??

okok..this post is getting more and more random..

I shall just declare this as a "i challenge you to answer" question..ahaks.. go think bout it when ur lecturers are boring you to death and you just cannot fall asleep.. or when attending tamadun " " lectures.. or when you are business- ing in da toilet.. Lets see how creative one can get..

ok..calculus is calling for me.fundamentals of comm studies is screaming for me. c ++ is yearning for me..

Me have to go study!!

bite me

This officially marks da last day of my recess (they call it recess but its a bluff.. its STUDY week). Why you ask when its only a Saturday?? Becos shitty enough i have to head back to pulau ntu cum crazyland tomorrow.. and as da journey take a thousand million hundred seconds, my day tomorrow is practically GONE! Grr.. Why can't i own a flying pig???

So what did i do in my sweet home?
1. Got intimate with mr.c++ since midterm is on next SATURDAY(told u recess was a bluff)

2. Visited UKM medical faculty which in turn made me realise that the MEDICAL students there are having more fun than me a mere maths and econs student (injustice.. sky no eyes..tree no ears..table can sing!!)

3.Shopped!! Though in my honest opinion not enough.. Two reasons for that :
a) stupid times square don't have idiotic hsbc atm
b) kevin was having chest pains (ahaks..)

4.Ate..ate ..and ate more.. In fact that part have not officially ended cos i still have one more makaning session tomorrow before i board the bus back to the land of orange maggie goreng and tomato ketchup wan tan mee.

5. Visited school and realised how much i missed school. Not stpm though.. Just da beautiful people who do not cheat during quizzes and love me for me and da life MINUS stpm(aha..)

6. Wth.. i nearly forgot.. I cut my "take an hour to wash" hair to "take 5 minutes to wash" hair!! That is the most exciting part of my deliciously awesome trip home..

I luuurve being home.. no meetings, awesome food, being pampered, shopping without the need to convert, da looooooooong raya hols(we ony get one day in singapore and that have to replace classes summore.. sianzz).I wanna stay home!!(Sab ppl going ipoh wth..I wanna go!!)

This my frens are childish rantings.. As a future economists/mathematician/finance person/money making machine(ultimate ambition ahaha..), I should not be whining like a 2 year old without a pacifier.
Wake me up!
Bite me.

quiz fever(not literally though thank goodness)

OK.. So i have gone through 2 very bloggable events which i should have written about. But these two blogs will only be efficient if i included pics of me n frens camwhoring and wateva random pics i took. But as uploading pics takes some time(though not a thousand million years like in malaysia) and quiz week is still on.. I will cakap bout installation night and my first ever aiesec conference(JUMPSTART!!!!) after all this mind torturing, cell killing, emo inducing, 'bringing out da sakai in me' quizzes are done (for da week anyway). Then its recess week where i can shop all i want and blog till da cow comes home..And den ho, I get to go HOME!!

And for now rite... carmen will go mug till da monkeys in da zoo turn blue..

to bag or not to bag

Installation nite for Rotaract Club NTU is coming!!! As one of the business and finance directors, it was our department's responsibility to source for sponsors for this event.
So after an exhausting 3 weeks of spamming ppl's email with our proposals and also calling strangers begging them to give us free stuff, we finally accumulated enough for us to sau kong(finish work).

Unluckily for us, we did not manage to get goodie bags to store the goodies in. How le??

And so we had to brainstorm.. Our ideas included sticking those items with double sided tape to leaving the items (which consists of 2 magazines, a pen,campbell soup(yes campbell soup),vouchers and da famous new water) on the chair and leave it up to the poor guests to decide how they wanna haul all these items back. As gracious hosts, we decided that we do not wanna burden our guests (actually cos wanna save face dun wanna lose to the other two uni's installation nite) and all those ideas were banned..

I was so worried we may have to wrap those items up in newspaper and rafia strings like how aunties wrap ham yu (dried salted fish) in the market.

Thankfully we all decided that to purchase the bags will be a good investment (again to save face). So I asked one of our subcommers to call one of our sponsors who dealt with stationaries in order to get a cheaper price for da bags( haihz..budget budget)

Long story short.. we managed to convince the sponsor to sell us some recyclable bags at a loss le..eheh It was definitely worth all the haggling n hidden insinuation the sponsor hurled at us for trying to get him to sell us the bags within our budget..( he actually stated that me and my other director dunno costing le..what he din know was that she was a accounting student while i am a maths n econs student..shhh.. i think he had the impression that we were science students..muahaha)

And so we managed to get 100 gorgeous bags for da guests.. better appreciate it people.. u nearly had to get the sponsored items wrapped like ham yu ok.

mmm..mugging mugging..(TEST ON FRIDAY!!)