another nightmare

i remembered that i've dreamt about the time before we sat for SPM and when i woke up from that dream, it was so vivid that i thought it was real. i even asked myself upon waking up, "when is SPM?" only to realise after a while that SPM had passed!

this time, i dreamt that i was to go for PLKN for a second time. some how, in that dream i know that i was summoned to go for the camp again!

i wonder what other relive-nightmares i might have in the future! "shivvers"

my holidays are running out!

tiiiiiireeed!

mom dragged me out of bed before 6am this morning! reason why was because she wanted to go to serikin(a market place near bau) as early as possible.

then, i arrived home at 1pm and went out again at 2pm to nab's house! had a crazy fun time over at her house. her friends are very entertaining people i should say.

my mom just suggested that we go sunday market tomorrow morning.

we (my mom, dad and me) are going to walk theremeaning that, tomorrow, i'll be waking up even earlier so i better sleep right now.

goodnight folks!

secret admirers

while researching through the internet for materials and informations to do my issue report, i come across something which i find interesting.

it's actually a mental disorder when you think someone secretly loves or admires you.

"Erotomania is a type of delusion in which the affected person believes that another person is in love with him or her.", from wikipedia.

people who "perasan", maybe you ought to go for a mental check-up, just in case!

time, would you please slow down?

today marks the beginning of the last month of the year. now who wouldn't agree with me that time is travelling at an insane speed?

blood

i was at tun jugah just now to donate blood. my parents initially just followed me there to accompany me but in the end, my mom decided to donate too! my dad couldn't cos he's already overaged (for 18 years old to 60 only).

the needle used to take the blood was about 1.5 to 2 mm wide but since they injected us with anaesthetic first, there was honestly no pain at all! my blood came out very slowly and it took me about nearly 30 minutes and yet, the blood collected haven't actually reach the 450ml limit. and since my blood comes out too slowly, they kept on adjusting the needle on my arm. pulling it out a bit, then pushing it further. rotating the needle in my vein to get the blood to flow faster. no pain, but it feels a bit ticklish. however, towards the end, there was a bit pain when the anesthetic's effect faded.

a little photo to remind me of this experience. i remembered receiving a lot of messages on my birthday with "you're finally legal!", "can do many things liaw hor!" and others along that line. ah, this is one of the i'm-finally-legal-to-do things. yep, you have to be 18 and over to be elegible to donate blood.

coincidentaly, today's amy's birthday! i wonder if you'll ever read this since my blog have been quite dead for sometime but anyway, happy birthday and go donate your blood too!

time

2 weeks have gone by.

time just goes on and on. sometimes too fast and unnoticeable. sometimes painfully slow. i guess we all know when time have this differing speed. aih, if only it would be the other way around.

i haven't started studying- neither have i started writing my report.

i feel guity.

okay, i shall start next week!

time is fastinating eh? it was morning 12 hours ago and now it's nightfall already!

stranger at the door 2

it was at night, and again, already pass dinner time. once again, the 3 of us were at our study table but this time, not all of us were doing revision- only mich and liew were while i was dreaming away.

curious, i quickly got up from my chair and answered the door. a short girl with messy hair stood nervously while holding an opaque plastic bag. this time around, i didn't just grab the plastic bag before asking who she is like how i did the chocolate cake.

"er, i'm your next door neighbour." she paused for a while, before continuing "can you wear pig skin?"

i though i heard wrongly so i went "harrr?". "can you wear pig skin?" she asked again. this time, i was certain i heard the word pig. she's a malay and it was somewhat awkward to hear that word coming out from her.

"can you wear pig skin? i bought these shoes-" she handed out the plastic bag to me but i didn't take it from her so she opened it to reveal a pair of sandals with pink straps. "i didn't know it was pig skin but my sister saw it at another shop, and there was a sign saying that it was made from pig skin" she continued. "uh, okay, so?" i had the blur look on my face as i still didn't know what she wanted to tell. "now i know that it's made from pig skin, i can't wear them anymore so do you want them?" again, i have the blur look on my face. i thought to myself, "is she giving away her pig-skin shoes for free? she asked if i want them, not if i want to buy them". i asked her, "how long have you worn those shoes?". "one week. i bought it at top shop for rm100+ (i can't remember the exact price but i know it cast more than rm100). if you want them, i can sell it to you for rm50."

once i heard that, i immediately answered, "oh, hehe, sorry, not my size".

not only it wasn't my size, it wasn't my budget! rm50 for a one-week worn pair of shoes! gosh, i could eat spaghetti for 10 times with that money (a spaghetti set with ice lemon tea cost rm5.50 only)!

stranger at the door 1

it was at night, already pass dinner time. the 3 of us, mich, liew and i were at the living room, doing our revision. suddenly, there was a knock on the door. i looked at meow, who now had picked up her face from her book. liew did the same too. we rarely get visitors and when we do, it's usually expected. judging from their faces, they, as am i weren't expecting anyone tonight. whoever that was at the door must be a stranger.

"i'll get it", i told them as i slowly got up from my chair. walking towards the door, i thought to myself, "who can it be ah? and just what business is it about?" i reached the door and without waiting, i pulled down the door handle and pushed the door ajar. in front, stood 2 short girls, one quite petite while the other was quite plump. the petite girl was holding out a container of delicious looking chocolate cake and automatically, my hand reached out to take the cake from her. only after that, did i ask, "er, who are you? and what is this for?".

they were our friendly neighbours who lived just below us and the cake was for the petite looking girl who had just turned 18. since they bought quite a big cake, they decided to share it with everyone on the block!

eversince that day, i've been expecting every knock on our door to bring us food but it never happened again.