Presents under the Christmas Tree

The Christmas season has come, and tis' the season to be jolly (-good, indeed). I'm, as usual, in my sleepy state, and I have still pushed myself to blog about something, since I've got nothing to do online, so I've decided to write something.

It's a bit too early to say that, but it has already bestowed upon me. I can't help it.

I've got an urge to buy something these days. Believe it or not. It's an iPod. Not just an iPod Nano, or iPod shuffle, but iPod video (damn, the name itself is so hard to type). Some of you know that I have already got a MP3 player with me from Sony, and I've still got the urge to get another godamn MP3 player. Still, I've laid my eyes and hands on it.

It's a 5G iPod, and I purchased it with a click of a button on the 23rd of November *hint hint*. Almost a month away to Christmas. Early isn't it? Haha... Most certainly I didn't buy it because I wanted a Christmas present. I wanted it because I liked it (~1), I'm able to keep all my songs on my laptop in one go, and not to mention some videos too (~2), and the fact that so many people around me have one, which pushed me even further to the point of no return (~3).

It arrived in the early hours of the morning (poor James), and picked up (by me, of course) at about noon (yes, yesterday was a long night). You can't imagine how happy I was, but too bad, my wallet was much emptier. However, the presence of an iPod in my pod (sorry for the pun) has been very comforting ever since this morning (ahem.. afternoon). Believe it or not, I'm listening to my songs on it instead of listening to them on the laptop now. I'm SUCH a weirdo.

Off to dreamland with my deary Pod. ;-)

Queer coincidence

I've been on a drama series frenzy recently, considering I've got a load of work on my desk waiting for me to be done. Don't worry (as if anyone is). I've wasted my weekend reading, and watching my friends leave the house to have fun (on both days!) while I locked myself up in my room.

You'd so freak out when I tell you what I've been watching; and believe me, it isn't anything you'd been expecting. Well, maybe it's not that surprising, since I've been watching Desperate Housewives. Funny. Go figure (Hint: has to do with the title).

It's been a wake-up call. Think about how Malaysia has been (and will always be) so conservative. Everybody should have their rights in believing who they are, and respecting each other for that. For a fact, I shouldn't only just reflect that on Malaysia, but to other countries. Even though there are people who are 'different', they are still human. They have the six senses like we do, a pair of arms, legs, and a body. We use our hands to do many things imaginable (go figure), and a pair of feet to walk and run. I, for one, have been very open with a lot of things around me. You can possibly call me an amoeba, for all I care. I admit it.

I'm not saying this because I'm one myself, but after watching the drama, and understanding how people think, it's hard not to notice. Well, after much verbal "abuse" I've got in high school (fellow high school friends, I'm sure you still remember), I made myself aware, and brave: Brave to voice out my opinions and suggestions.

Enough of that. Today, I've been to an interview with the Malaysian Soc president (such irony, though forgiven and forgotten), for a post as a Marketing Director for their famous Malaysian Night. Big crap for saying being brave for voicing my opinions. I still trembled during interviews, and as a (learning) professional performer, this is STILL a problem for me. Gosh. When will I ever learn?

Speaking of which, I always have to write blogs when I'm half dead. I apologise for making this so brief (if you think it isn't, think again, you have NO idea how much I wanna write). More importantly, I've been bleeding my nose, so I think I've gotta rest SOONER or LATER. Oh well, see you again soon, if ever you see me breathing in the daylights of Man. *smiles*

Te-ra!

Birmingham, I love you!

I'm being crazy again. Well, it's a treat for you guys this time. I've took some pictures with my K800i to share (yes, I'm showing off too, haha).






























Took this picture while doing my shopping for clothes. It's a church, which i took the right from the bottom facing up. Nice eh? And my housemate had to say it's not nice. TASTELESS! Hahaha....

Speaking of clothes, I ended up shopping mostly for chinese food in Chinatown. That means, I didn't get anything! Well, if not for my housemate who suggested to look in Gap again at the really nice coat (which costs GBP88, but he still bought it, and is feeling guilty for using so much money, hehe). While trying other coats on, I tried on a really really nice brown suit-looking coat which fits me SO well, but it costs GBP78, and it isn't warm enough, so I didn't buy it. Next to the rack was a show of nice jumpers (is that what they call it?). This jumper was the lucky one who got picked and, at least, I got to spend on something after paying for a trip to Birm. (That basically means I wanted my trip to Birm to be worth my train ticket, damn the price).
















































Since I'm already showing pictures, I'd might as well show you a my nice cheap brown coat that I bought last year which costs GBP15 (it was on sale in Debenhams!). Nice huh??

God made us different

And I'm very sure what I'm about to say has totally no link with my title of the day. Something is definitely wrong with me.

Woke up early today, but feeling much refreshed after enough sleep. I was invited to a badminton session, so being the nice me, I got ready for it. For once after such a long period since I came back to the UK, I finally got to exercise (yes, after 5 weeks.. wonder how I managed it).

The past week had been pure hell. I had to go through one of the most irritating tests which is almost equivalent to AAA (Application in Algebra and Analysis), which now is Mathematical Methods. Why is it irritating? Imagine doing a pure maths paper, obviously now being more difficult that high school stuff, in a time limit of 1 hour instead of the usual, maybe, 2 hours.

Not to forget my notebook, which I first thought I lost it. It contains most of my to-do lists and well, homework and research-to-be-done stuff. It's gonna be dreadful losing it, since it is quite important, AND it is a notebook that I found in Kinokuniya which appealed me quite a lot (which means it's a really nice notebook for a fact, in my opinion). With much worrying and depression overwhelming me, I decided to set off for a expedition hunt for my precious notebook, while not giving up on searching my room again. To my surprise, it was buried among my humongous books lined up on my top shelf right next to my table. What a waste of time. Stupid notebook.

This is wearing me out. I had better go back to bed. I've a long day tomorrow. Going to Birm!