My Clashed Holidays! Argh.

Im really sorry bloggers..gosh! It has been ages since I updated my blog. Well, I've been blaming my laziness and lack of interesting thoughts I can share you guys. I mean, I know it sucks to just complain on how unfair the world could be to us, right? So, since Blog is most likely a public diary, I would love to share to you all readers the latest and not so moarnful events of my life.

What's up?? I was really happy that last Friday was my last paper! haha..then that means, right after the exam, it's HOLIDAYS! I packed my stuffs the night before the exam out of my excitement! Oh God, I can't believe I've got loads and loads of things in my locker that I haven't used and never thought of using in the future. You see, that's the thing about being a shopaholic. You tend to buy and buy things that you think you like, then dump them somewhere a few weeks later as you found them no longer attractive. Gosh! Should I sell them? If only I can open a mini-garage sale in from of my room! haha..I can collaborate with my roommates if they have old or even new things that they're not using anymore! It could be a hit! haha..many girls..as long as they are girls (correct me if Im wrong)..they will surely love shopping! yeahh..I'll be known as the "Filipina-Garage-Queen" in CFS! haha..Oh my Gawdd. And Im imagining, as I deal with a girl looking for a nice pink brouch to match her pink,silk baju kurung..the Mahallah (hostel) fellow came and confiscated my products!

" I CAN summon you, you know?!!! ", exclaims the mad Mahallah leader, firmly pointing out the word summon in front of my face as I watch my products being harshly packed.

" You don't understand..", I cried as I start kneeling down in the floor, grabbing her right hand..

OK.

ENOUGH. Im just imagining it, OK. But now it's creeping me out. And the last part reminds me of Arthie from Shrek 3, as he begs the old, short-robed Merlin to cast them a spell. haha..

Moving on..Hawa and I bot the bus going to PJ at 5pm, the afternoon after the jumaat prayer. Gosh! we're so holiday-deprived and it shows as we're dying to get our ass out of Nilai as early as we can. We reached Gombak and had a dinner with Hannah (my countrymate). Then, I met A**r, Hawa's classmate in High School, with the really cute voice (that will most probably suit a 12-year-old girl). Then again, after dinner is another boring night. So we decided to plan everything first before anything else.

SATRUDAY/ June 07:

-we'll visit Jene's house to..basically, to disturb her peaceful life! haha..

SUNDAY/ June 08:
-we'll savour the moment we have to roam around Gombak campus and check-out some hot guys! haha..since it's still school days in there! and we'll eat..and then walk again..and eat once again! Oh God, we're like living in a stone age and the only thing humans do is to eat, hunt and eat some more!

MONDAY/ June 09:

-we're planning to disturb another innocent and peaceful life, Mika's house! haha..coz I haven't swim for a year now coz Im afraid to get dark! But now, im craving to soak myself in the cool water and do whatevr I want under the sun! Then, after that we're planning of having a bit of shopping and head out butts back to Nilai.

Uhu. That's basically the outline of our three-day-holiday. But it all changed on a late Saturday night, when we recieved a text message from the Taaruf Coordinator that we will have to go back for a briefing session of all The MCs. Gosh! Our plans have clashed on an early bus trip on about 6:45 on a cold Sunday morning. And it was raining for God's sake!!! I can just remember myself laughing as Hawa swear in her every step in the tarmac. I bet we're the earliest passengers ever that morning. The sky is still on its dreamy, dark blue state and you can still feel the 'ZzZzZzZ' of everybody. So far, we just managed to visit Jene's house. huhu..but it doesn't matter. What really matters is the 1 hour journey in the uber slow tube of the KTM. God, if only we have a choice, KTM would be my last option. It was a good deal of boredom that invited drowsyness to come..and yeahh we slept! The next thing we know, we're only 2 stations away from Nilai. We woke up in the station called BANGI, that happened to be BAI GI as what is written in the sign board. And what do you expect us to do? We panicked, of course! We're foreigners. There's no such thing as getting lost for us. Coz most of the time, no one can help us but ourselves! Turns out the other half of the letter N was removed because of the oldness of the sign board. haha..CRAP! Hawa's reaction really damn convinced me that we're lost! haha..

We arrived just right in time for us to grab lunch and attend the briefing . So guys, see you this Thursday and Friday morning in the field as I'll be your MC for two programs of the Taa'ruf week in Nilai.

HANG ON, i forgot: WELCOME NEWBIES!!!

ciao! ciao! ;>