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before you comment how frivolous and pointless my other blog is, but it isn't meant to be any serious read. sure, i might come up with deep thoughts and a cure for cancer every now and then, but mostly, its a cure for brains. and this post is mostly for either karen or mel who even care to maintain a blog. i know i dont. just look how long this account lasted. cheers. = )

Damn Ikea

Damn Ikea and their thoughtful product placements. I just went there to get their nicely thought out clothes hanger, the one where you hang it in your closet and it drops down offering you shelf space in a certain, je ne sais pas.

Target: Grey Ikea Closet Hanger

Walking in, you can almost see your room in those nice colour tones and thoughtful furniture arrangements. or rather, you can see those in your room. without the scratches and the price tags that you can't afford. then you see book racks, and book stops, all in the minimalist fashion that i like at this moment

Useless Purchase: 1) Ikea Minimalist Bookstop (stainless steel metal bent into the shape of a bookstop)

then i walk through the market hall (places where they store most of their purchaseable items, and yet again another chance for them to tempt you with impulse buys), and see some cheap wooden cooking ladels.

Useless Purchase:2) Ikea Cooking Ladels (china made cooking ladels)

then i walk past the new pillow section, haven't been there in a while, while i'm off in the jungle. could've been there for some time, no idea. i realised the immense ammount of information provided in their packaging, low pillows, high pillows, down feather pillows. and i realised how expensive pillows are in miri while i can get a Ikea branded pillow here for 9.

U.P: 3) Ikea Polyester Low Pillow (Ikea logo printed after purchase from china)

pillows must come with pillow cases, right? and so i spot this nice looking Ikea rustic pillow case, very earthy feel to it.

U.P: 4) Rustic Ikea Pillow case (gunny sack)

And just a few steps down, those diabolical store planners (hell, i'm sure they get kicks out of this) place matching bedsheets in front of me.

U.P: 5) Rustic Ikea Bedsheet (bigger gunny sack)

realising which, if i change my bedsheet, i'm gonna need it all to match, and now i have 2 pillows in miri

U.P: 6) Rustic Ikea Pillow case

total damage? 69.60. another thing, it is SO much easier to pay by credit card, you dont feel it, and you dont have to worry about it until the month is up, when dad finds the credit card bill in the mail.

a trip to ikea with only a rm25 purchase in mind, ended up costing more than twice.

p.s. i did buy the amazing closet hanger. i didn't forget. damn ikea.

IMU really is the centre of hedonism and sexual debauchary.

wow. medical students who have oreintation like this. at the end of this, you decide if you'll go to them.

firstly, team names. as suggestive as possible. suggestive, i thought maybe, you know, flirty, types. but no. 'hard cock cafe', 'bukake geishas', 'cock hunters', 'screaming orgasms'. my favourite, 'Alpha Q'. didn't get it at first, but say it fast many times. Aside from that, your goup name must be used in a group cheer. and i assume the group named 'cannonballs' came up with this rendition of london bridge is falling down. 'all you dicks are too damn small, too damn small, too damn small, our balls are like cannonballs......'

and the performances, wow. i really should get the vcd that they apparently filmed and are going to market. maybe they should get the team that marketed the kehidupan pramugari terlampau. apparently BrianChongShyue-Wen,top scorer in SAM,future pediatrician/OBGYN,future blackmail material, played Romeo, and a crossdresser played juliet. had a french theme i guess. just to cut it short, he fingered a french loaf, while 'she' gave the said french loaf a blowjob. while playing footsie. apparently multi tasking is a required skill.

the IMCC competition. say it out as a word. here's a hint. cross-dressing guys in a beauty contest. HAIRLESS guys, made sure with waxing. hell, even have the q&a session to determine the winner.

'show your love for IMU' : humping the IMU signboard on the stage.
'favourite season and why?' : 'summer, because your bodies are already warm, and you can skip the foreplay'

Names by region. Miss Hawaii:Jasmine TryMe Miss Korea:Ho-Fuck Me Miss France:Madame Fifi Biatch.

Ever watched the treasure hunt on MTV? basically, its going around town doing shit. well, IMU had french kissing a fish head, wasabi on nipples, strip a chicken trachea with their mouths, fish sauce soaked shirts, eating worms, and you can fill in the rest.

Ladies and Gentleman. Your graduating class of 2011, Your future doctors. May God have mercy on us all.

Public Service Annoucement

Yes, do NOT buy bicycle shops from miri, right next to boulevard shopping complex, one of few shopping complexes here. My friends bought bikes form there. 1 guy bought 250 bike, the other 2 bought 200 bikes. now, the 200 bikes had problems right out of the shop. one had a misalligned back wheel that constantly grazed at body of the bicycle. the wheel got bald on one side real quick, and well, basically it was like trying to ride an exercise bike with the tension up on high. the other 200 bike, well, had this little kink in the back wheel, felt like a bump or a pebble or something. few days later, the inner-tube popped. the rubber was weakened already. time:1 weeks worth of riding. now the 250 guy is kinda like thanking himself for spending that extra 50 on a bkie, that could possibly outlast the other cheap pieces of metal.

riding from the off campus accomodation to uni, right at the guardhouse, his pedal dropped off. no, not just the part where you stick your leg on, the whole thing right up until the gear. right in the middle of the road. the guard was nice enough to point it out to him, if he didn't notice.

moral of the story, buy a 300 bike.cuz it'll last longer than all three of those bikes.

Longest time away

Longest time i've spent away from the nest. funny how i don't feel much. well, i've settled in surprisingly fast and well. its weird. i guess when push comes to shove, i've got to come up with the goods. didn't do laundry today. damn, gonna have alot on tuesday. didn't have coins. sigh, gonna have to start collecting dollar coins. maybe i'l bring those fake ones from the foos parlours in KL. and yeah, no foosball here. there is a table, and thats just all i can call it. a table. horrible. its in an amusement arcade for crying out loud. sigh.

i need to clean my room. (yes, already) tables messy. but no idea where to put everything. gonna need to think hard about this. well, at least i sorted out my laptop cables and all, wow. it's all nice in a stack out of sight, even the headphone wires. funny how i always arrange wires first.

something a little morbid. i have a little dead ant collection beside my laptop. still on the table. i decided that they be used as an example for the others. like how those pirates and highway men were hung by their necks and hung out to dry. annoying ants. even got around to crawling on my laptop. harh. lets see how many i've got. 6. ok. 7 now. yes, 7, it just died. im sure i had more. guess the wind blew some away.

talking about the wind. it was a constant breeze today. wait, constant gusts of winds. perpetual wind the whole day. wow. that was amazing, and its not the breeze that is just enough to lift up the skirt of a leggy woman if you were in the 60s, its the type of wind that would blow off her whole damn dress. its the type you get at the beach when its about to rain. still windy now, but mellowed out a little.

talking about mellow. i like the mellow feeling of after my saturday. i need to do it again.

ok. i should sleep. classes really kick in this week.

O-Bitch Fiesta

To officially end orientation at Curtin, there's a Miri city tour and an O-Beach fiesta. basically, just a party at an extremely nice small club here, by the beach. sand was silky smooth, spare a few plastic bags and all. but very clean by my standards, or rather, malaysian beaches standards. anyway, was expecting a clubbing type thing, but then after seeing how the whole first year students were, my hopes this week were rather low. but fortunately, its planned by the seniors, and i wasn't dissapointed.

wow, one of the best nights i've had in a while. a little dissapointed with the drink that i bought, did absolutely NOTHING to my state of conciousness. 8.50 for nothing. anyway, in my stoning mood now. just very mellow, im actually listening to michael bubble. yes, i like this mood. i should do this more.

Crap. i forgot uni had homework.

yes, i've got homework already. in week 3 i'm to pass up a 350+ word essay on my best work. can be anything from my previous experience. might seem easy, but you must put it in an engineering point of view. hmm..sounds just like english class. this is for communications class. during class, also wrote an essay. wow. what are my goals for this semester. sounds just like english class. lets see what other course work there are. research assignment. sounds just like english class. report assignment. sounds just like english class. oral assigmnent. sounds just like english class.

thats it for communications. what next..professional studies. ahh..sounds like i'm expected to learn the rules of the engineering body, blahblahblah. wasn't looking forward to that. turns out, i build popsicle bridges in this class. and learn how to write 'engineering style' reports. much better.

engineering maths 120. first class. real numbers. decimals. numerators, denominators. second class, factorisation blahblah. but i have a funny, wait. not so funny feeling, that its gonna get real hard real soon. crap. wish me luck.

second day of uni

yes, it is already second day of uni, and for the first time, i attended my very first lecture. monday was the first day, but the lecturer didn't come. apparently as i just found out, engineering mechanics 100 is cancelled for the whole week. eh.

i finally fully unpacked my clothes, a good 1week1day after i arrived. it might have been that i was hardworking, it might have been that i had extra time after my mechanics class was cancelled and i had to wait till 5 till my next class, or it could've been the ants that were moving into my suitcase. cant decide which one it was. yes, i finally used my 'goodmorning'™ towel to wipe out my cupboard. but there are still ants in my room. the kind owner of the room before me left a can of ridsect, how thoughtful. i think she was considerate since she knew about the ants. and i say she, because only a girl would have a kiwi clean bottle that didn't work, and have a tiny spray bottle to hold the kiwi clean that she would use. how many guys would have kiwi clean?

now we'll just have to see if the third day of uni is just as exciting.