The internet is evil. MSN is evil. Blogs are evil. They eat up my time.
At least one less blog to read though. 🙂
Needing to devote my entire self to all that shit they call biochemistry required drastic measures. It was the last paper. So I was prepared to go all out..but due to last week’s drama, I was constantly flipping open my laptop every other hour to check on the latest updates. So this was quite a good move I would say.
Despite the beginning of my exams, I did tell myself to sleep at about 12am or latest 1am but no such luck. Constantly going to bed at earlier 4am and then downing a bottle of Chicken Herbal Essence the next morning on an empty stomach before going into the examination hall is a no-no.
Throughout the examination I would usually be found sitting with my legs tucked under my bum. I don’t think my classmates will mind because they all know me well enough for me to be unprim-and-unproper. When I am already frustrated with the bloody paper, at least let me be comfortable damnit!
However, my greatest nightmare about examinations would be having to shit oh so badly during a 3 hour paper. It’s like you’re rushing to finish the paper and yet the mofo stool in your tummy keeps banging on your abdominal walls. How to do your work you tell me?
I did try to have a good shit before all my papers. But sometimes you will forget, you see. 🙁
But I realised it has happened to me almost every time I sit for a major exam in the past 3 years. SPM not included lah. This started after SPM.
I realised that it was actually because I was nervous. Contractions in my abdominal regions were increased when I got nervous hence this intense need to go take a crap. Very kesian one I tell you.Â It’s very distracting.
I did google it though. Apparently it’s IBS(Irritable Bowel Syndrome). Sigh. I wonder if there’s a cure for it.
Imagine, if I get nervous during my wedding day, I’m like, “DAMNIT, gotta take a crap.” and then rush to the toilet in my wedding gown. …. somemore the gown is white. uh-oh.
Or when I give birth for the first time. Doctor says, “PUSH MISS LAI PUSH!”
…eh… apa nih Miss Lai all..lol. Damnit, cannot cannot. Can’t still be a “MISS” when I have my first child right? My father will kill me and disown me. lol
So I’ll be so nervous and will probably crap out the baby and some poo as well.
Actually I wanted to blog about how I overdosed on tau foo fah. I came down with a bad case of diarrhoea after my dentistry paper and the mere mention, scent or sight of tau foo fah would rouse these nauseous feeling in me. I’ve been eating two tubs of tau foo fah for the past 2 weeks every. single. day.
I wanted to blog about the goodness of the tau foo fah, but can’t bring myself to look at the photos or else I’d puke all over the computer. But since I took the photos a couple of weeks ago I might as well put it all up.
However I’ve become quite good friends with the Uncle who sells the tau foo fah.
To the point where I would even ask him to reserve two tubs for me everyday.
Then suddenly one morning I woke up and just thinking about tau foo fah makes me want to vomit.
Was quite bad, breaking the news to the Uncle. Well serves him right for always bullying me by telling me that he forgot to reserve my tau foo fah for me. Jokes get old very very fast. Once I even sort of believed him and walked back to Lie Yuen’s car and he chased after me with the tau foo fah.
-I know I am disgusting, bite me.-
I can’t even bring myself to go near his stall so I would usually stay in the car when Lie Yuen goes down to buy her Kwai Lin Kou(some black jelly). The Uncle thought I was angry at him. Please. 🙂 So Lie Yuen told him I had diarrhoea.. and that he needn’t save me anymore tau foo fah. The poor man looked pretty crestfallen.
But his tau foo fah was quite nice lah, when I was loving it.
Love the clothe wrapping the covers.
His soyabean is quite nice as welll.. very sweet smelling.
You can either have it with white or brown sugar.
The tau foo fah comes with ice!
See, he purposely reserved two tubs worth of tau foo fah for me.
I used to love this.
I editted the photo when I was still in love with tau foo fah.
His business is quite good.. so we have to go early if we want to get our tau foo fah or soya bean.
Since the worst of the exams are over, I’ve decided to clean my room! YES FINALLY!
See the craziness.
That’s two halves of a dead insect, a whole dead insect, a wing, my dandruff and a bit of haw flake crumb(you know that red biscuit thing..).. found it all on my desk while I was tidying up.
While I was studying last night, I came across a reallllly old reminder amidst my biochemistry notes. LOL. So appropriate.
Clearing my room, I found four month old digestive biscuits in a container, 2 months old famous amos and 1 month old Kjeaksdjkasjd… ah screw it, what’s it called again?
see how dirty my table is? Those are mostly dead insects.
Found two dead beetles as well. And a couple of moths.
Spring cleaning to the max. Damn spiders.
I was throwing spiders into the toilet bowl.
Can you see one trying to climb out?
TADA!! Okay or not??:P
I was having dinner at one of the three coffeeshops that we usually go to withÂ a few of the classmates.
Brenda who is pretty caught up with blogging as well would usually indulge in conversation with me about the latest going-ons in the blogosphere.
Since she doesn’t have internet at her rented room here in Sungai Petani, I briefed her about the latest going-ons. The obvious ones aside, I also told her that HER troll, Your Limpeh, has kindly paid my blog a visit as well.
Brenda: WAH THAT ASSHOLE ASK HIM TO FUCK HIMSELF MAN.
Me: Yalo, ask me to Zh’ng my face somemore.
Brenda: WAH HE ASK WHETHER WANT TO BRING LUBRICANT SO THAT HE CAN COME AND FUCK ME OR NOT.
Me: At least he wants to fuck you ma. Haha. What he has been saying is FAR from anything about fucking with me.
Brenda: I HOPE HIS DICK FALLS OFF. HE IS SO PERVERTED.
Me: At least he finds you attractive enough to be perverted ma. He doesn’t even let me go near his balls.
LOL. That’s the difference between both of us. I sound so calm because I’m a veteran kena-flamer and she’s just had her first taste of trolls. 🙂 But Brenda does soundÂ quite loud and talks very fastÂ when she’s pissed. Heh.