Category: Ranting Is a Right

Post-christmas blues or examination stress? Who knows? Who cares? I just want to guzzle loads of cola, chomp on fried chickens…all while watching re-runs of The Apprentice. I knew Bill Ransic was going to win, having read the abstracts online a year ago. He is so hot. Oh la la. Got to repeat, HE IS SO GAWD DAMN HOT.

I thought the show was not going to make it to Malaysia but thank goodness those tv people have some common sense afterall. Maybe they too realised that they’ve been dangling precariously above the flames from combustion of dumb reality shows. One more For Love or Money and I’m going to heed my arsonist calling. By the way, I miserably miss Frasier. Sigh.

I almost kamikaze-d my future this morning. My procrastination got me into hot soup. Again. Well, the story went like this, I set my alarm to 3am in the morning so I could mug them books till 8.30am. Murphy’s Law in action, I got up at 8.30am instead. That left me with less than an hour to revise. Don’t ask me why, but I survived. However, I must admit to my detriment, I did seriously consider giving the exam a pass and to retake it another time. After a couple of deliberations and U-turns, I drove to college in determination.

Mom has a colleague affected by the tsunami. Her house’s flattened and her mother is in the hospital recuperating from broken ribs. Thank goodness nobody in her family died. Another colleague has a house on a hilltop by Miami Beach, she said the view from her window is simply heart-rending. The fact that we’ve never experienced tsunami before shouldn’t be an excuse for the incompetence of our meteorological department. Could it be because it’s a Sunday and Boxing Day to boot? Last I read, the deathtoll is 44000 all over Asia. RIP.

Allow me to digress. Here are some pictures from the Xmas party.

Many turned up.

Suan and me.

The Chefs at work.

Wah Chai cracking everybody up.

Corn was sweet but not as sweet as me.

Me, Duncan and G.

Everyone digging in. Who’s that so elegantly popping peas?

Back to mugging accountings. Peace.

The enormity of the tsunami has finally hit me. I hope the victims and their kins are able to muster the strenght to get through this.

Tsunami in Malaysia? Sigh. Makes you wonder what’s going to be next.

Many of us are taking our good lives for granted, aren’t we? Just terrible. Just terribly sad.

Haven’t had a proper breakfast with the family for ages. This morning we had dimsum. I ordered the food while Dad parked the car. It felt weird and strangely empowering as Dad’s always been the one to order everything, especially the type of chinese tea. Feelings as a grown-up passed as soon as Dad paid for the food, which successfully reduced me to feeling like a 13 year old. I’ll always be their little girl.

My first proper Christmas party was awesome. It lasted to almost 5 in the morning. Gifts exchange was incredibly hilarious with KY jelly being the star item. The food, notably the lamb was out of this world. I got pissed, slept and woke up with only one thing in mind – lamb. It was that good.

My legs are hurting like I’ve done an 8km marathon. Weird, I can’t recall doing anything physically stressful. Maybe it’s the medicine. It’s making me really drowsy. Something popped into my mind this morning. Whenever we’re prescribed medication (especially antibiotics), it’s assumed that we would take them at the same time daily until the dosage finishes (assuring a successful annihilation). This is because bacteria are understood to be evolving mirco-organisms, hence the possibility of them developing immunity to the antibiotics, say they are left in the playground while I’m too busy sleeping than popping pills.

However, what if…just what if these bacteria really don’t evolve, not in such a short period of time anyway. I think it would be better to pop medicines at random time. I mean, if they could evolve, they could probably estimate the time interval between antibiotics deployment anyway and thus devising a method to avoid a complete destruction. So why should we be punctual in this matter? We should shock and surprise them devils. Don’t believe me? I’m a walking proof of this tried and tested theory.

However in case you’re wondering why am I sick now, well it’s completely irrelevant.

Finals are starting next week and wouldn’t you forsee my results already? Fuck you, I’m invincible.