this is what my legs look like today

I did this to myself. Glory has a price

Life through a Face Mask is so much more better looking

Am in Kuala Kubu Baru, Selangor now. The Fire and Rescue Academy Malaysia. Am currently ongoing the last of my uniform-outdoor module of this course (yes, it's still not over and yes, it's been forever). So yeah, am with the Fire and Rescue Dept. and of course it's hardcore army training. Much harder this time cause our last outdoor anything was before Eid we are woefully outta shape. So, after 2 days of pumping, star jumps, situps etc etc, I'm happy to report that I'm surviving. I have bruises on top of bruises and I lost feeling on both of my legs now but hey, it's all fun. The instructors are hitlers and the sun is unforgiving but now I learnt to put out oil spill fire, compartmentalized fire behavior, set up my own breathing apparatus and carry the bloody thing around town (heavy like shit wei), learnt to set up water lines, repelled down a 4 storey building and the creme de la resistance, went through a 200m trauma inducing underground sewerage while wearing the BA. And it's only Wednesday.
Wish me luck for Thursday, Friday and Saturday

Talk to the Hand Cause the Face is Laughing Too Hard..

She was talking about me.

I'm posting what she said here for all you lazy buggers. It's a good one so you might want to brace yourself:

there is a junior from my high school doing her attachment here. i don't know if i should tell her that i recognize her. it was her name, actually, that made me notice her, because it wasn't common. i'm not going to introduce myself, anyway, at least not as her schoolmate. i was suprised that i recognized her at all, since i don't pay much attention to people, more so juniors, but i was even more suprised because i did not like her. at all. and that attitude hasn't changed a bit! she was the kind of junior who would refuse to greet her seniors, and would defend her place in line when a senior wants to cut in (things you didn't do back when seniority rules still applied and the school system still relevant). to think of it, she was kind of like me, except with much, much more annoying high-pitched voice and an even worse know-all attitude. at least i was quiet and kept to myself.

I did a week placement at Selayang Hospital and saw her the first day. I knew exactly who she was. The funny thing was that, I could recall no previous opinions about her from ye olde skool days. I didn't hate her, couldn't remember if I'd ever did. I was (and still am) indifferent to her. But I had to admit, it was a tad weird when she seemed so clueless of whom I was. I mean me, the ultimate celebrity. Hoho.

But now I know why.

And I have this to say: it's been 10 years, sister, let it go. All these baggages, it can't be good for the soul, yeah? This is life after school, live it. Embrace it. Love it. Feel the love, can you feel the love? Feel the loveee...

You're nothing like me, you're a better person. You forgive and move on. You're not judgmental. You're an open and warm person. You're not stuck up on the past.. Wait, did I have it backwards? Yeah, I did. Smirk.

About the seniors-cutting-line-thing (Lord, can you get anymore juvenile?); Sorry, but I didn't do it to my juniors, can't see why you had to do it to yours. This one still gets on my nerves.

My voice is modulate and pleasing to the ears. The dulcet tones of my voice is craved by many. Admit it. Hahaha.

Can't do nothing about the know-it-all attitude. I am better than anyone and I know the best for everyone. Fact. Although I prefer the term 'opinionated hussy' coined by Shiren Monkee especially for me.

I did keep things to myself during the hospital placement, her boss even remarked that, "it's these quite ones (refer: me!) we have to watch out for..". So, okay, maybe he probably changed his mind after spending more than 2 hours with me but still..

I would normally refuse to greet anyone whose life has no importance to mine, senior or otherwise. Why wouldn't anyone?

You're right though, it was back in the days and when you were still relevant. Times has changed indeed. Hah. Burned.

Grow up la kak oi.

X (now) + 1. Groan

I'm over you.

I want good things for you.

If anything, I'm indifferent to you.

I have some regrets but I can live with it.

I really do hope you get to have a happy life.

Having said that, I'm also selfish (and narrow-minded) enough to hope really hard that my life will be happier, better and awesomer than yours. Hah!

This is the Raya Grinch

So Eid came and.. well, it's still here, isn't it? Ramadhan was probably one of the awesomest Ramadhan ever so therefore Eid was even more dreaded than usual (oh, sue me). Had to be in campus during the weekdays but they paroled everyone out on the weekends.

Got my Eid garbs two days before Raya. Which is a good time to get Raya stuff since almost everything was marked way down. Yay.

So, I Raya'ed in K.L, Temerloh and a day trip to Kuantan. It was alright. Meh.

Today is the 13th day of Syawal and people are still coming to my house. Great. I live for the day I get to do endless amount of dishes and non stop refilling of the Raya cookies. Snort.

Ahem. So, from the family and myself, since Eid is stubbornly still now, a somewhat belated Selamat Hari Raya. Whopping whee.