Back to school...

Umm......no, my scholarship didn't kena potong. I settled it with the previous Pengarah already. Thanks for your concern anyway. Hmm....considering that you are actually concern about my well being, I should've faked it!! Could've leeched some money off your sympathy....damn....

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Sigh...Summer hols is over.

I can't believe it....I mean, my brains could accept that fact but my stomach just can't swallow the bitter truth. Ya know, I actually called out to my mom the morning I woke up in Japan and when I realised she's not around....I...I actually cried. I cried with real tears flowing down my stubby cheeks. I was never the crying type or homesick or Mommy's boy.......but I cried. It's just so depressing and sad ..... when I realised that mommy wasn't around to buy me nasi lemak for breakfast. Can you imagine that?? NO NASI LEMAK!! How the hell am I suppose to survive the day without eating nasi lemak for breakfast?? And that's not it....NO ROTI CANAI too!!

Sigh....okay, enough about that....just typing bout' it made me feel worse. Let's talk about something else...

And so I'm back in Japan....the land where the women tend to think that if they don't expose their legs to sunshine, they will develop cancer and die a horrific death(I meant MSFC members ...mini skirts fan club). I uhh.....caught myself ogling at legs once more. I dropped that habit about a year ago...but then...I've been back to Malaysia for about a month right?? hehe...sorry. Well, part of the reason I ogle is because I don't want them MSFCs to feel bad being ignored. They sacrifice money and body heat(it's cold here) so much that i actually feel bad for them if no one stared, so, I took on the honorable job of admiring them.

Okay....now that I've had your attention, guys for liking girl legs, girls for hating me for liking girls legs, I'll start with my main stuff.

School started on Monday. As a norm, we had an assembly to listen to "Welcome back to school" speeches by Mr. Principal, Mr. Principal's Ass, a few teachers and the President of the Student's council. I thought the whole welcome thingie was gonna bore my brains out......until Darth Vader showed up. No kidding, it really was Darth Vader himself in that black suit with that black helmet and that red light saber!!! Ya know, Vader and I are pretty much similar in mentallity wise....he complained bored and slashed the president off the staged!! Gawd, I was so glad he decided to end that boring shit they call speech. But as grateful as I was for him taking over, I soon started cursing him as well....you see, his sense of humour was as bad as his body odour(I don't think he can take a shower in that crash helmet of his) . He was so bad at it, he could kill Luke Skywalker by telling him jokes....no need for fanciful light saber show. But I guess having a ill-humoured Darth Vader is so much better than nothing.

And it's back to classroom.....after a short session of homeroom(just in case, it means a session when a teacher telling us non-studies stuff) , I gave out "souvenirs" from Malaysia. Advice for students studying abroad, do not...I repeat DO NOT give them muruku as a souvenir. I got a whole classful of stares and curses after passing out them murukus......man, I have never been so successful at getting hated before!!! Hahaha....
Well, I exagerated a lil' there. I didn't exactly get stares and curses....I got comments, Japanese style...
"Wow, I've never eaten this before! Taste.....different. Oh, no thank you I don't want anymore"
"This taste....I don't know how to describe it. What's it called? Really? WOWwww.....mu-ru-ku....chew chew chew chew chew chew chewX16"
"Hmm, know what? I might find this delicious, AND I actually might like it .... if I get used to the taste."

and some other ... can't remember.

So, as for conclusion, don't give out murukus....they are strictly a no-no. Worse still are durian sweets. Poor J.C got accused of trying to food-poison his entire class with "serious case expired sweets" so that his class can get a holiday. Hahaha....I won't be surprise if anyone try to run him down!!! Wait a minute....speaking of muruku, I should've given some to Darth! HAH!! Let's see him blurt out unfunny jokes after my malicious muruku!

The all so awesome Japanese...

Wow....it's really been three months since i last blogged?? I have been lazy for three months?? Only for three months?? Haha....just kidding. Anyway, gotta say i'm surprised that people still waste their internet time on my site (which hybernates during summer). Thanks fellas.....

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As I have said, I have been here and there breathing in air and mee goreng along with karipap and kuih koci. no, that wasn't crap....i mean what i said. You see, my eating speed have gone beyond "2 or 3 chews" ......beyond "don't bother chewing" and DEFINITELY beyond "Swallow first, ask question later". And since my vocabulary is pretty limited, inhaling seems to be the most appropriate word.

Anyway, what i was trying to say was...umm.......oh yeah, I was at a malay food stall the other day together with my old folks. As I was happily "inhaling" mee goreng, we met one of my dad's friend (a jap guy living in Malaysia) who was giving a tour guide to a bunch of Jap people. Sigh....why? why do they interrupt my feeding time with a barrage of bows??
Okay, imagine this.... A bunch of guys standing up and bowing to each other profusely while exchanging pleasantries in Japanese, in a malay GERAI!!! Bet none of you have ever seen the Mak Cik's facial reaction to this scenario. The mee goreng lady actually had to throw away her "hangus" mee and remake another plate of mee goreng (Yeah, she better quit staring and pay attention to her frying this time!)

Well, if that ain't hilarious enough, imagine what were their intentions of going there....
I'll give you a minute or so....
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.........ready? Got your imagination fired up??

Okay, here's what really happen. They went round the gerai looking at all the kuih, randomly pointing at them, and were commenting that they look cute (don't feel bad for the other kuih, they all got equal share of "Oh, look at this. this is soooo CUTE! Oh wait, that is even cuter!!"). After all that, they stood in line to take picture with Mak Cik. I must say, that Mak Cik was very talented with smiling the same smile for three different group of people.
After Mak Cik's brief moment of fame.....well, they bow some more (what else can you expect? They are Japanese) and left with smiles still glued to their faces. Just like that...."Say cheese, *snap* *flash*... keep that cheese, now say goodbye".

Amazingly NO ONE noticed that they didn't buy any food there until I commented.....my mum then added that Japanese tourists are so cute. That's right, CUTE!


PS: Should've brought along my vid cam....would've qualify for AXN's "World Most Amazing Videos"

Thousand of apologies......

So sorry for not blogging in for such a long time. I uhh....ummm.....you see, my mum she ...umm.......okay, okay,i'll cut the crap with lame excuses. I've been lazy and was also running out of ideas what to write in here so......so that's why you haven't seen any updates here till now.

Just so you know, there won't be another long hiatus cause', I've decided right just now at 4.30 pm to not procrastinate and not be lazy anymore......my credibility lies in the fact that I did not wait till new year to make new resolutions. So, um....will try to be less lazy. AND also will try to get rid of the tub of lard I'm still accumulating around my abs....last time i checked, it wobbles for as long as 6.57 seconds after poking it with a stick. Yup, just like a large plate of jelly......wobble wobble.....wobbles when i walk, wobbles when i run, wobbles more when i jump....

Well, what could i have done....not eat so much?? Malaysia's food is just too nice!! Been eating with vengeance ever since i touched down. I've been so successful in stuffing food into me that i gained 8 kilos in 6 days. Yup, just like every young girl's nightmare, it weighs the same on three different scales (my house, my friend's house and Renaissance Melaka's gym). How did I do it? Well, imagine this.....I made sure I wake up early everyday (though i slept late the night before) so that I wouldn't ....you know....wouldn't miss breakfast. I was thinking, that's one less nasi lemak i could have enjoyed before going back to Sushi-land. And that's something i can never forgive myself for.

So....mostly that's it. That's my summer holidays this time. Eating a lot and getting fat and getting people to notice I'm fat and also getting people to be creative and come up with some nice fat jokes. Yup, just like that.....no fancy trip like my trip to Korea last time. Was planning to go to Taiwan but had to plan my homecoming as my old man wasn't at the best of health. If pink means healthy, then my dad must be maroon red. Sigh, my dad is an old man now......having fun reminding him though, haha.....evil me.

However, can't really say i should have been to Taiwan......oh, what wonders a plate of mee goreng mamak could do to me. It could bring me back from the dead I tell you.

So....I guess this is it for this time. Wanted to blog longer but my dad just brought back cheese cake and I gotta eat it now. Will blog again soon......ciaoz for now.