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Sorry for the lack of recent updates, I have been busy with several things inclusive of lab reports and tests and anime and pc and car problems to take care of. Will blog about whatever I dealt with sometime soon. Hehe, if I remember, that is.
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As several other bloggers have put it before; guys are lookers. As in, we like to look at things, especially girls. Look at this way, why don’t you. You girls go to great lengths to dress up and look good. In return, we appreciate those efforts by looking admiringly at you. See? No reason to mistake us as perverts whatsoever.

Back to the topic of looking and being lookers, here’s a little story about something - or rather, someone - I saw.

There’s one particular girl [I don't really like to look at guys] in my class that is a real eye-catcher. I believe she just arrived in Cyberjaya after doing her Alpha* year at Melaka; meaning she should be a year younger than I am.

She’s a pretty cute chinese girl [the bulk of chinese girls are a cute bunch, anyway] but that’s not only reason why I singled her out. You see, one interesting thing I noted, is that she has a little bit of a goth look; nose piercing, multiple ear piercings, dark [very dark, almost back] eyeshadow, black fingernails, you know, that sort of thing.

However, there’s another interesting point. Every day, at least one item of her clothing would be a bright flourescent pink. It’s either her shoes, her top, pants, and all the stuff girls put on their body. I don’t know about the undergarments, though *wishful thoughts* Okay okay, chill, you….woman, you! Put that broomstick down already!

So, anyway. Where was I, oh yes, pink goth chick. So yeah. She’s a bit of a goth, and she likes pink. Am I the only one who sees something different about the picture? Oh, don’t get me wrong, please. It’s not like I have instantly developed any feelings or have a crush on her whatsoever, no. It’s like.. hmm.. put it this way. Whenever guys see new gadgets, or cars, we like to look at it, and find out whatever we can about it. Alright, alright, I know I shouldn’t compare girls to gadgets. I could compare them to food but then… uh.. scrap that.

My point is, some girls really fascinate [and confuse] me, sometimes.

I do hope I’d get a chance to talk to her. Or rather, have something to talk about with her. It’d be lame to just ask if she already studied because she does seem like a studious person, seeing the way she concentrates in class XD

note for non-MMU students:
* alpha year = means the foundation year. it’s a one-year course that spm or o-level graduates attend before continuing with their degrees, or beta, gamma, delta and epsilon years.

[thanks to elb for pointing it out :p]

Oh well. There’s an update for you :p

I am utterly perplexed by what I’m going to share with you.

Sure, I wrote about this feature on one of my entries. But to have that as a majority keyword? Uhh.

This post is dedicated to 2 lovely ladies who made my day with just their presence. Visit their blog and say hi! ;)

One of my classmates; let’s call him Olie; is quite the smoker, but he’s a great guy to hang around with. Now, I basically don’t give a shit if a guy smokes, as long I don’t breathe his waste into my lungs. So, big deal, I put the aside my prejudice against somkers for him because, well, he’s a funny guy :p But today, he starts to piss me off.

Olie: [huge grin]Eee Eee.. gemukla ko nih, diet la sikit! [punches my arm]
Me: AHHH!! Tak nak, aku punya suka la nak makan cara apa!
O: Sampai bila ko nak gemuk nih, ha? Tengok macm aku, macho je ni, ha. [he is rather well-built, I should say]
Me: Alaa, ko macho, tapi kau busuk. Aku gemuk takpe, ada perut, awek boleh buat bantal. Ko tu, busuk, dan takde aset langsung, apa cerita?

We were going back and forth calling each other ‘Gemuk’ and ‘Busuk’ all the way to Terminal for some breakfast. Fufu and San were laughing at the scene, and neither of us cared. It was fun acting like kindergarten kids. So we took a seat and talked about trivial stuff, until;

Me: Ko tak makan ke? [everyone else had something to eat, Olie was just having a drink]
Olie: Tak.. aku tak nak gemuk, macam sorang member aku nih [lights up a cig]
M: Biar gemuk, janji aku tak busuk.
O: Gemuk tak macho, beb. Mana awek nak kat orang gemuk.
M: Eleh, kalau aku gemuk awek buleh panggil aku comel, buleh main cubit cubit perut. Ko busuk awek nak dekat pun takleh.

Just at that moment, I saw a familiar face taking a seat, so I called out;

Me: Jyh Yian! Never see me isit?
Jyh Yian: FAZRIIIIIIII!!~~ [comes over to my table]
Me: No more class ah you?
JY: Got lah, after this. Eh, what you doing here?
Me: Makan la, what else?

We had some small talk for a few seconds and she went back to her table. We resumed our trivial conversation and then I saw yet another familiar face;

Me: Oih, Sher, why you come so late? I almost finish edy.
Sher: Ehh, didn’t see you there! I just finish class maa..

It was then I turned back to Olie, and fired out:

Me: Nampak tu? Aku gemuk gemuk pun, awek dah 2 orang aku sapu. Engkau berapa?
Olie: Aiseh, main tipu pulak dia!
Fufu: Hahaha, tula pasal, amoi pulak tu. Jangan main-main woo..
Me: [kembang hidung] Biasala aku, tak busuk macam sorang member aku tu. [evil laugh]
Olie: [eyes of tak puas hati-ness] Takpe takpe.. nanti kau.

Bwakhkahkakha!!! You guys rock! Thanks, ladies!

One small sized potato; Cleaned, peeled, and cubed. Half a pot of water; boiled over a slow fire, with potatoes in them. 3 tablespoons of chicken stock. Last nights leftover chicken breast, chop into bite sized pieces, tossed into the pot. 2 eggs, cracked into the boiling water. Stir, stir, stir. Generous amounts of pepper. A little bit of crushed ginger tossed into the pot. Let to boil over a slow fire, while we watch a 4-minute clip Freedom getting its ass kicked by Impulse.

Here comes the main ingredients.

Rip open two packs of Maggi Kari. Empty both curry sachets into the boiling pot of yumminess. Stir. Turn up the fire. Crush both packs of noodles and pour the contents into the raging boil. Turn off the fire. Cover the pot, let to simmer while we watch the Limp Bizkit - Rearranged music video.

Waltz back into the kitchen, close your eyes, and let your nose guide your path. Even if you run into some chairs and nearly tripped over a mop. Open the pot lid, and take a deep breath.

Indulge. What’s YOUR maggi like?

TASUKETE, LIONEL!!!!!!

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It’s seems that my lightning arrestor was the problem. It used to work fine before, but it probably fucks up because it already ‘arrested’ some lightning. Hahaha. Sorry, TMNut TMnet.