Sunday, December 31, 2006
helllloooo peoples, i'm back from america!!
since i didn't bring my camera, *in which i had to totally depend on pics from jesze and her friends...humph...and some people wouldn't let me take pics of myself....* i'll just write till i had a camera..
so it all started when i woke up at 5 am to catch my 10 am flight. when it comes to travelling, one must always be prepared. Always have a spare set of clothes on your hand carry. Anyways, got there by seven am. And silly old me thinking it wouldn't be so crowded since it was EARLY. but it was insane...first the crowds...then the insane security measures at heathrow. It came to the point where they made me take of my boots twice, check my bags twice, once at the the check it, the next time at the gate boarding. I think the extra security measure for passengers flying from britain to the usa. Seriously two freaking hours lining up and them checking my bag. I thought i was going to miss my plane..
So i finally got on the plane*America Airlines*.At first it was joy...i had the front seat. Lots of leg room..till i realised i couldn't pull my tv from the seat. Which basically meant that for the whole 7 1/2 hours i was tv-less*no mean feat since i've spent the past 4 months tv-less* but the worst part...i was in front of the huge travel screen, those screens which tell you how far you are till your journey, what the temperature is, etc etc etc..
Pure torture, with nothing to do, only my criminal law nutshell to keep me company, watching the hours crawl by till i was with the closest person to home this side of the western hemisphere.
Damn sad okie....
So finally touched down at jfk at 12.45pm, thinking is was in for another looong wait at the customs.but surprisingly, it was absolutely purrfect...no fuss, minimal amount of wait, the customs guy even asked me to have nice day!
Everything was going great, i took the bus to grand central from jfk. A normal 1 hour trip only took 35 minutes which was really surprising since new york's always freaking jammed packed. but that day, it was as if new york was empty. even grand central had very few people....my train was just on time.i only had to wait for like...ten minutes. And i had a practically empty train for the ride to new haven.
Okies, seems a bit complicated with me going like everywhere save for middletown, nowhereville usa. but the thing is, going to jesze's place is involves lots of stops since there is no direct way. Appparently everyone in america drives, so public transportation tho pretty decent in the city, gets really bad in small towns.
So the most economical way to get to jesze's place was to
a)get bus from jfk to grand central
b)take a train to new haven
c) since new haven is like 40 minutes by car to wesleyan, it was either by taxi, bus or *my personal favourite* wait for her to fetch me:D
It took me two hours to get to new haven. Unfortunately the ONLY bus to middletown for the day left.
Course everything was going great save for the fact i had to wait another hour and a half for jesze to come pick me up...
by then it was a 15 hour journey for me..so wut to do but buy a magazine and be comfortable.
besides, the new haven station was really cozy, like a mini grand central...
And then.....
okies well the pictures start there....
on a totally unrelated matter, just wanna show you guys a picture i really really love...it reminds me of gazing out my roomie's window at her IMU apartment after a girly girl day out...
courtesy of andrew.....^_^
Sunday, December 17, 2006
I am so happy right now....
I love my presents..I can't believe i sniffled.
I finally feel like i'm at home. The closest thing to being back in Malaysia.
Gosh...
Oh well, back to teman-ing her stardie...nyek..
more on my journey some other time.
^_^
I love my presents..I can't believe i sniffled.
I finally feel like i'm at home. The closest thing to being back in Malaysia.
Gosh...
Oh well, back to teman-ing her stardie...nyek..
more on my journey some other time.
^_^
Thursday, December 14, 2006
so anyways,went with oliver to go clothes shopping. Correction : teman-ed oliver to go clothes shopping for skinny jeans. yesh.
number one : skinny jeans are weird. it makes your legs look like spindly sticks. unless you're wearing skinny jeans with boots, it 's gives you this really disproportionate body...fat thighs all down to skinny ankles..haha..and i've always associated skinny jeans to mat rempits and drugged out rock stars. so i spent the whole hour sitting at topman stoning and attempting to give contructive opinions on skinny jeans.
number two: usually i'm the one in changing rooms trying on clothes...
damn i'm soo nice.....
on the plus side....tomorrow i'll be off!!!
i've got my international roaming set..
travel insurance ...
a worldwide plug adapter...
my handphone charger...
medicine..
okay this is all very practical boring stuff...
but they are seriously sheet important stuff .i'd rather forget to bring jesze's christmas present than all these *i still love you tho. mwah*
and let the worrying begin..
i can't seem to lock my bag!! gah!! i had the same problem with it coming here....die....wut if some weirdo baggage carrier opens my bag and steals all my clothes!!!*see this is where travel insurance comes in*
what if they don't let me on the plane cos the name in my e-ticket isn't the same sequence in my passport?
oh yes, and getting pickpocketed...finding my way around jfk..looking for that bus terminal..strangely the that's the most daunting thing..and then going to grand central terminal and finding the correct train...plus the cold!doing all that in the cold...
and i can barely wait...
in less than 24 hours *hopefully* i get to see my best darling friend again....
huhu...
^_^ sayonara london!!! mwahahahha..
number one : skinny jeans are weird. it makes your legs look like spindly sticks. unless you're wearing skinny jeans with boots, it 's gives you this really disproportionate body...fat thighs all down to skinny ankles..haha..and i've always associated skinny jeans to mat rempits and drugged out rock stars. so i spent the whole hour sitting at topman stoning and attempting to give contructive opinions on skinny jeans.
number two: usually i'm the one in changing rooms trying on clothes...
damn i'm soo nice.....
on the plus side....tomorrow i'll be off!!!
i've got my international roaming set..
travel insurance ...
a worldwide plug adapter...
my handphone charger...
medicine..
okay this is all very practical boring stuff...
but they are seriously sheet important stuff .i'd rather forget to bring jesze's christmas present than all these *i still love you tho. mwah*
and let the worrying begin..
i can't seem to lock my bag!! gah!! i had the same problem with it coming here....die....wut if some weirdo baggage carrier opens my bag and steals all my clothes!!!*see this is where travel insurance comes in*
what if they don't let me on the plane cos the name in my e-ticket isn't the same sequence in my passport?
oh yes, and getting pickpocketed...finding my way around jfk..looking for that bus terminal..strangely the that's the most daunting thing..and then going to grand central terminal and finding the correct train...plus the cold!doing all that in the cold...
and i can barely wait...
in less than 24 hours *hopefully* i get to see my best darling friend again....
huhu...
^_^ sayonara london!!! mwahahahha..
Monday, December 11, 2006
i really thought i was over it. looks like i'm fucking not. Tonight i can't believe they managed to rile me up like that. course i've always wondered how i would act when i got mad.maybe scream maybe yell....but i didn't....all i did was stew...and get really really pissed.i honestly thought it was over.but obviously not. or are they just trying to stir things up again? Maybe i do have some repressed anger/shame/whatever over what happened, but i did just shrug it off and not think about it. and even when i did....i.felt.nothing. till they came and started this...MINDFUCK.
with their fucking innuendos and them twisting my every word around...
so i thought..maybe...maybe if i just did tell them my side of it maybe that i'd fell better about the whole thing. i did just let it slide of my mind...why is it any of their fucking business anyway?which i did clearly tell them..
"you are pushing it"
"it's none of your business"
"don't ask.."
one part of me didn't want to say anything...the other part wanted justification.
naturally they've only heard one side. does the other really matter? does MY side matter?
why should they even matter?
why couldn't they just LEAVE it at that.
my problems are MINE and the other person's PROBLEM alone. i fucking hate it when the other person starts talking about it to other people. hence it automatically gives them the right to talk to me about it...it doesn't.
with their fucking innuendos and them twisting my every word around...
so i thought..maybe...maybe if i just did tell them my side of it maybe that i'd fell better about the whole thing. i did just let it slide of my mind...why is it any of their fucking business anyway?which i did clearly tell them..
"you are pushing it"
"it's none of your business"
"don't ask.."
one part of me didn't want to say anything...the other part wanted justification.
naturally they've only heard one side. does the other really matter? does MY side matter?
why should they even matter?
why couldn't they just LEAVE it at that.
my problems are MINE and the other person's PROBLEM alone. i fucking hate it when the other person starts talking about it to other people. hence it automatically gives them the right to talk to me about it...it doesn't.
Monday, December 04, 2006
i know i look like some weird farmer but the texture of my top was so nice..like touching silk man...
so therapeutic trying on clothes one can probably afford after starving oneself for a month.
well it does make me feel better since i left all my FAVOURITE clothes in KL...
ala...i want my clothes here!! or even better..*i want money to buy new clothes~~*
apart from the frivolous superficiality , i am damn proud of myself, honestly..sleeping and waking up early make days seem longer and more satisfying. seriously, waking up at 12 only to see the sun set like 4 hours later is damn depressing. i guess i'm still in penance for my stupidity last week...mmmm..I never want to go through that again...EVER....
Sunday, December 03, 2006
this is phuking ridiculous..
how is it i can lose my keys when i'm freaking sober and checking it every hour...
but when i 'm pissed drunk and have memory lapses i never lose ANYTHING *touchwood*
jeez...i swear...god works in mysterious ways..
how liddat????
anyways, went for shaun's birthday celebration today.had siew yoke*i have this obsession for siew yoke and chocolates in the uk* and bubble tea *sighs memories of taylors*!!
It was one of the best dinners i've had so far...and with cake!! finally....cake here isn't cheap a..it's dollar for dollar. One 10 inch cake is 12 pounds!! 12 pounds for a baker's cottage-ish cake...
i haven't laughed so much in ages..and i've finally found someone who lives in bukit segar...well her malaysian home that is...it felt so good talking about italian restaurants, leisure mall, how cheras is a great place for supper and NOT just a highway...nyek...oh yes, how to get into my abandoned old school GIS.
There's a story to that, before i left, while i was driving around bukit segar i saw my old school from a distance. So nostalgic okay....the place where i used to sulk and be alone. Anyways i couldn't resist going there. There was this strange magnetic pull.But strangely...i couldn't find a way to the school...like every road i went, lead to some dead end..
how is it i can lose my keys when i'm freaking sober and checking it every hour...
but when i 'm pissed drunk and have memory lapses i never lose ANYTHING *touchwood*
jeez...i swear...god works in mysterious ways..
how liddat????
anyways, went for shaun's birthday celebration today.had siew yoke*i have this obsession for siew yoke and chocolates in the uk* and bubble tea *sighs memories of taylors*!!
It was one of the best dinners i've had so far...and with cake!! finally....cake here isn't cheap a..it's dollar for dollar. One 10 inch cake is 12 pounds!! 12 pounds for a baker's cottage-ish cake...
i haven't laughed so much in ages..and i've finally found someone who lives in bukit segar...well her malaysian home that is...it felt so good talking about italian restaurants, leisure mall, how cheras is a great place for supper and NOT just a highway...nyek...oh yes, how to get into my abandoned old school GIS.
There's a story to that, before i left, while i was driving around bukit segar i saw my old school from a distance. So nostalgic okay....the place where i used to sulk and be alone. Anyways i couldn't resist going there. There was this strange magnetic pull.But strangely...i couldn't find a way to the school...like every road i went, lead to some dead end..
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Just got back from a play produced by the LSE Malaysian Society called the Amorous Ambassador.It was really good considering they had a month to prepare for it. It ran for two hours. Seriously, how do those actors remember their lines???? totally insane...
Anyways the humour was borderline slapstick with some really funny/lame sexual innuendos.
Basically about a horny american ambassador to the uk and his family and their butler.
some people even brought their families with them. But yeah it was all good fun,it touched on a few themes, lesbianism, adultery, wakaka....mmmmm...guys dressing up as girls....
And i 've just heard..death note the movie is out in malaysia!!!not that i was ever interested in the manga..*well i was tll someone died* to which my interest withered. bad guys always win..
Anyways the humour was borderline slapstick with some really funny/lame sexual innuendos.
Basically about a horny american ambassador to the uk and his family and their butler.
some people even brought their families with them. But yeah it was all good fun,it touched on a few themes, lesbianism, adultery, wakaka....mmmmm...guys dressing up as girls....
And i 've just heard..death note the movie is out in malaysia!!!not that i was ever interested in the manga..*well i was tll someone died* to which my interest withered. bad guys always win..
