First off, I would like to thank Sha for making that 7am call or I would have butchered myself to pieces. I was THISCLOSE to being mothereffing late but my dad came up with the brilliant idea of getting me to college by 9am to get things sorted out while he goes back to fetch the 2nd batch of pasta. Pheew.
After sorting out the tables that would form our "stalls", Sha and I headed for the printers to get some posters and lists done. Met up with Carol for a quick breakkie before going to Giant to get the balloons for the big shots of PJCAD to pop. We then proceeded to the library for the official launching ceremony where each group makes their presentation and prepare food to be sampled by the lecturers.
Obviously, I panicked. Bugger I was caught off guard when Carol called for me but hehe, after last Saturday's disaster, I found the composure to actually talk a TAD bit slower. Sorry, talking fast is still my trademark. *pouts* Good thing the lights were kept on. I don't mind seeing anyone's faces, really. It's more of the eerie silence with only the echoes of my voice in the dark that creeps me out. After I got that over with, we ran back downstairs to start selling our food.
... to find that it was going to be one looooong day.
Business was OKAY. Then again, we spent most of our time at our own station before Alisya and Carmen had the semangat to carry the food around. It did get boring at certain periods after lunch hour so I started shaking my booty for fun, bopping to my lame music playlist, counting and recounting the money, do some silly Dragonball poses with Carol etc. I sold 37 boxes of pasta at the college itself, so it wasn't too shabby. Had leftovers of about 10 boxes or so?
Packed up at about 5pm and then rushed to Old Klang Road to get my sibs from tuition before rushing back home to get the car so I can go pick Ducky and Nami up for a short dinner. My chipmunk sis wanted to tag along since she misses Nami so much. Heh. Funnily, Alysha tagged along as well O_O Sisters galore! Tasha and Nami bought 2 pastas and 2 mashed potatoes each!!! <3 Did plenty of catching up and weight-talking over a slice of choc cheese, viennese brownies and oreo milkshake. Yummers.
Here's ONE thing I have to mention though. I hugged Nami... and then gave her a kiss on the cheek! LMAO. The reaction I got was PRICELESS!
Chill la girl, I was only fooling around. Long time no see you freak ;) I can even hear Dao squirming somewhere.
PS: My shoes have arrived. To be honest, I know I look like crap in ankle boots, especially flat ones. But that Disney fan in me just fell for the Peter Pan-ness of the design! And the red! FUN FUN FUN!
And I am posting this to apologise to everyone whom I've not managed to meet, chat or even say hi to lately. I just want to get everything that the college threw at me this week done and dusted with as soon as possible. With the hours of dance training 3 times a week, my body's immune system is at an all time low so I have been a bit slow in everything. I am sorry I couldn't say bye to my other Ru, I am sorry I couldn't reply Qing's messages, I am sorry I didn't get to meet up with you Ducky, and I am sorry I haven't rang your doorbell Nami.
May the next 2 weeks go smoothly and come december, we'll get drunk on Coke, crash Ducky's house and sing to Enchanted with no worries.
Tomorrow, my group and I will be launching our marketing project. We're selling food under the name QFC. Quick Foods Club and I credit my dear Ducky for that name. My groupmate - Sha, has been of much help. Honestly most of the classmates broke not a sweat. Even if they did attempt to, it was to no avail as the results usually suck and we end up fixing them for the sake of the class' name. If my pasta doesn't sell, I will seriously leap off PJCAD's balcony and then wake up to see Devil Cynster 2 steps away from me before realising I was only dreaming.
Meanwhile, I found a new activity whilst doing my assignments on the mac. Life sitting on your bum for hours really sucks I tell you.
Online shopping! Everything is only a click away... until your bank decides to complicate things with slow transer of funds and forced you to wait 30 minutes in the customer service line before making you run back to class, under the goddamned rain, soaked from top to bottom and endure 2 more hours of freezing hell in the college's gallery.
So yeah, I'll do a 180 and say that Rafa must be a smart guy.
Based on the substitutions made, I saw nothing more than a draw or a loss. And I don't mind seeing us drop out of the Carling Cup. Spurs (as defending champions) has nothing else but this and the FA Cup to play for so it was only natural they'd set out a pretty good string of players.
There was NOTHING going for us until Alonso came on and saved us 50% of the extra passes in the last 20 minutes. Even if Torres wanted out, you could see why. Lalala.
That said, I was glad Hyypia got a goal and Insua showed glimpses of skills. Cool kid.
i am not : perfect i hurt: all the time i love: once in a while i hate : loss i fear: heights i hope: we'll one day get whatever we always wanted i hear: a phantom i cry : a thousand rivers i care: about you i always : crap i long to: leave.. or is it live? my heart isn't annunciating right. i listen: to songs i hide: once in a while i drive: like a mad turtle i sing: a lot i dance: every sunday i write: like a chicken i breathe: air i play: music i miss: my soul i search: for something that gives me peace i learn: to brace i feel: woozy i know: i am having a fever i succeed: where some people failed i fail: where most people succeed i dream: of things so unreal i sleep: just like a pig i wonder: why? i want: my freaking 600 bucks already! i worry: too much i have: a lot of erasers i give: excuses i fight: better than most i wait: for a miracle i need: panadols i am: who ayam i think: too much a times, and not enough at other times i can't help the fact that: im short i stay: where im supposed to be.
I don't wanna yap about work. I'm swimming in a sea of deceit, money and assignments.
I'll blog about college tomorrow.
Liverpool 3-0 West Brom
We had class and West Brom was crap. That's it. They gave Gerrard the biggest space I've ever seen in my life, gifted a goal to Robbie Keane, who got another one later... and conceded a goal to Arbie. O_O
Anyways... MTV Europe Music Awards.
You just KNOW they'd be there.
Now... to the more serious business.
Just by browsing through their clothing, one can roughly assume who was driving home from training in what sort of rush and what frame of mind.
Arbie wore whatever he wanted to wear and Aurelio succumbed to the pressure that every boy had prior to the Hartamas prom.
Lucas was probably the clueless one who had to work so hard at training he lost all sense of color and was too groggy to get suit that fits him well when he got home. And Cavalieri bought the whole black-matches-everything concept and then stole his wife's denim jacket.
Alonso who always dress in matte probably had such a leisurely drive back home, had plenty of time, raided his closet, pretended to be Mick Jagger, then tried to cram himself into a pair of leather pants to match his Rolling Stones shirt and the shiny jacket before realising that he'd rip the seams.. and in came the jeans. BUT HE'S HOT so SHUSH!
And obviously, no one rolls like Pennant and Babel so in came the bling which caught all the flash. I mean, look at THAT face. Poser sial. Baju pun extra european. Playing with layers summore. GENG!
Degen obviously watches Hong Kong dramas and decided to dress like Raymond Lam and Dossena then pays tribute to Il Divo for he does not realise the difference between the Oscars and the MTV EMAs.
Insua was then mistaken for Zac Hanson. :P
But anything beats the Backstreet Boys from Everton.
Entry tags?! Gebus. Mikel Arteta was so embarrassed to be seen with them he chose to walk with his Miss Spain partner instead. Oh and I see Josh Brolin at the end of the line.
Well it was bound to happen someday so no worries. I took into consideration the fact that we are the final team to suffer a first loss of the season. (LIKE OMG, FINALLY!) And that it was freaking Roman Pavlyuwtfchenko of Euro2008 fame who inflicted this defeat upon us. Oh, and that spurs is actually too far below us to cause any critical damage. So yeah.
But I still love Carra and Kuyt. :P
BTW, Hull City did a good job against Utd, Rory Delap's long throws are getting on my nerves and Robin van Persie needs a psychiatrist.