La Fin

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To arms dear Lords and Fair Maidens! Let us brave the EOS tempest
and emerge victorious. To arms!!!

La Fin

Fuck...

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This is a disclaimer. This entry is going to be filled with
profanities. Shoo if you're going to be offended.


fuck /fk/ verb, noun
verb (taboo, slang)
1 [v, vn] to have sex with sb
2 a swear word that many people find offensive that is used to
express anger, disgust or surprise:

[v] Oh, fuck! I can't finish all my notes.
[vn] Fuck it! I’ve missed my chance. Fuck you notes—I’m leaving
you.


fuck me used to express surprise: Fuck me! That stack of notes
seemed to have grown.


fuck around (BrE also fuck about) to waste time by behaving in a
silly way: I wished I had stopped fucking around and studied earlier
A more polite, informal way of saying this is mess about (BrE)
or mess around (NAmE,BrE).

fuck sb around (BrE also fuck sb about) to treat sb in a way that is
deliberately not helpful to them or wastes their time: This EOS exam
keeps messing with me, just when I thought I had it all figured out,
it comes out and fuck with me.
A more polite, informal way of
saying this is mess sb about / around (BrE).

fuck off (usually used in orders) to go away: Why can't the EOS exam
just fuck off?

fuck up to do sth badly or make a bad mistake: I’ve really fucked
up this time!
A more polite way to express this is mess up.

fuck sbup to upset or confuse sb so much that they are not able to
deal with problems in their life:
I am going to completely
mess up my exams, I don't know what the fuck to do anymore
.
A more polite way to express this is mess sb up.

fuck sthup to do sth badly or spoil sth:
My procrastinating habits...
that shit's fucked up.
A more polite, informal way of saying this
is mess sth up.

fuck with sb to treat sb badly in a way that makes them annoyed:
Don't fuck with Min when EOS is here, you'll only get fucked up.
A more polite way to express this is mess with sb.

P.s: Take a look at comment number 3

Stress Buster: Part 3

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It's official. I now have 7 little days left before the 'D-day'. Can not...
shall not...must not mention IT's name. Cortisol level is through the 
roof (just finished endocrine).

Went to Carrefour to find much needed essential exam food,
i.e JUNK food. Spent RM 170 on it,wth! Never mind, you get
to go through EOS 5 only once and once only.

Evil, sinful, blasphemous, non-nutritious, delicious, delectable, yum yums.

Sorry Gluteus Maximus, you're going to go through hell this
week. There's only one way to go, and apparently in 2008,
bigger is better, look at J'Lo's.

Stress Buster : Part 2

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ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*SCREAMS*

*ROARS*

Reaching a burnt out phase. Can't take studying anymore. Rested
for almost two days without doing anything; and I still have a lot
of systems left to read.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

*Pulls hair*

My only hope lies in...


amen sister...

Stress Buster Part 1

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Haiz, just can't wait to finish EOS. So stressed!! Lately, the comp
has been more than my escape. It's the only thing that keeps me sane
after a straight 5 hours revision spree. Using CS3 is a real stress
buster. Refining techiques at the mom; these two are a bit rough
at the edges. Vista never looked so pretty though, can't help myself
from TAP (taking a picture).


Moving up the Sushi Ladder

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In the beginning, way way way back; Sushi was a definite no no.
Heck, I wouldn't even touch any of the yucky slimy stuff, let alone
let it near my taste buds. Bit by bit, at my Dad's insistence (he's a fan-
plus he travels a lot; thus, he actually gets to taste the authentic
cuisine, rather than all these commercially manufactured clones) I 
started experimenting. Began with Tesco's Sushi, then Carrefour's,
then Sushi King and other places, and now (the epitome?), Starhill's Jogoya.


The first round, food was bloody awesome. On the second round (wanted
to make our RM88 worth it) we stuffed ourselves silly.

Third round, nausea.

That started a debate between us; whether we should make the
RM88 memorable and satisfying (stop when you tried everything)
or worth it (gobble everything on sight)? Fight is still ongoing with no
clear winner.

Kev, if you are reading this. Hah!! We went there first. Blek!


Oh, love the patrons there. They're the educated middle class. Think the high price deters the erm...Let's just leave it as a triple dot.


Should have brought notes. We had 4 hours max to stay.


I am sure that the coconuts were a clever ruse to make us full very quickly, very cheaply. We fell for it.


We really really love the coconuts.


Did I mention I we love the coconuts? Deb loved them so much that she wished her big, huge, round, colossal coconuts were...Got you there didn't I Deb? See, lucky you haven't atas-haribulans your blog. I can abuse you in mine. *Evil laugh*

Is there a word for slutty food? The red lights were very, prostitute-ish. Oh oh oh! I just realized something. They were serving fried grubs there. Everyone know fried stuff looks kinda gross, tastes nice, but are very unhealthy. Just like...

The cookie/biscuits deserts were so so only lah.

The crème de la crème must be the ice cream. They serve...wait for it...wait for it... Baskins Robbins. Muawhahahaha!!! Only five flavours though. Deb was over the moon to discover her favourite Jamocha Almond Fudge being there.


The seafood were very very very fresh.


Was feeling so adventurous, that I even ate Roberta; Robertsiella Kaporensis' sister.


Had a lot of time to spare before the 12:30 show. I think it shows.


Kajen saw this picture and said we looked related. Seriously?

Oh, watched Kung Fu Panda (highly recommended) and The
Happening (what the heck? Left the cinema feeling so confused.
I mean seriously... That can be a story line? Seriously.)
on the same day. Movie ended around 3-4 pm, which prompted
Deb to sleep over, which prompted the early morning photo shoot.

Hence ladies and gentleman, this is an exclusive photo. I give you
Min and Deb; uncensored and uncut, how we are in the morning;
without hair gel and combs. I present, Ah Beng No.1 and
Ah Lian No.1.

La La No.1

La La No.2

Home Dusty Home

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How you can tell when your home isn't your home anymore.


When your usual parking space is taken up by a one metal tonne contraption


When your childhood lawn sandbox literally becomes a sand box

When navigating to your front door feels like a maze

When your kitchen has no sink

When the part in cartoons where they open a door and falls into oblivion becomes a reality

When your staircase becomes a health hazard.


When your electrical wiring are not in the walls, but on the walls.

When unsanitary items is on your dining table.

When your living room entertains blocks of cement and tiles rather than people.

When... the only two mammals that are happy with the new living
habitat are miaow and miaow miaow (yup, those are their names)

Miaow

Miaow miaow


Swarna's 21 Buffday

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Hmmm. Busy with revision. Thus, till the exam is over; this is going
to be a picture blog.

Was really looking forward to the event. It's a huge relief to
finally get out of the daily routine of studying, sleep, eat, study,
coffee break, sleep; rinse and repeat.

David and Kaj planned a mini-treasure hunt for Swarna.
She had to guess where the dinner were going to take place, and her limitations? She can only ask close ended (Yes and No) questions. Was pretty sure they didn't really thought it through. 

*Phone rings*
Swarna: Min, is the place on the second floor?

*sweats*

She got it on the second/third guess.



Birthday Girl


Birthday Girl being sung to.


Girls being girls


Boys being boys.

Note the different pose between the sexes.

Girls: Let's get an 'awwwww' picture.
Boys: Kamikazeeee!!!!


Just realized the hands were symmetrically poised.


You can tell from the photo that Ave was reluctantly pulled into it.

You know that period of time, when the food haven't arrived or
when you're waiting for the slow pokes to finish theirs; there's an
insane rush to cam whore. The result of that rush...


Min: Oooh oooh, let's find a table an make it look like we're dating.
Harnesh: *Giggles giggles*



The statue in the middle of the picture looks like he's having an orgas...
We choose not to emulate.



Don't ask...


Food's finished...Finally


Picture of a picture. How cool is that?


Min: Group picture people!!!
James: * Disturbs Ave*
Ave: *Shrieks*
*click*
Min: You guys fricking move!!

Five 'tak jadi' shots later,

Min: *Glares at James and Ave*

By the time we finished eating and other activities *cough cough*. It
was pretty late in Garden's. Since we had all that available light,
might as well put it to good use.


My Favourite pic


Every one's favourite pic.

Lost a Friend...

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My parting gift
Remember us...

The handyman can...

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Woot!!!

Managed to ...to... change my car battery. As I am typing this, I
realized how lame this blog entry is; so please just bear with me. 

Handyman and Handywoman

Anyway, Stupid car battery died- again!! Fine, maybe the first time
it happened was a cosmic hint to get it replaced. By the by, the first 
time it happened; I learned how to jump start a car. Erm, before
Debbi comes up with some very witty remark. Technically, I did
not actually jump start it. Two very kind strangers did for me. :-p
Maybe it was the stranded look, the young inexperienced image we
portrayed or maybe it was the very newbie comment such as,

"The positive should go with the positive right?"
"Now where am I supposed to attached this to?"
"The car won't explode if we do this wrong, right?"

I even printed instructions from the net and all! So hah!!!


Tools for job

The second time it occurred, was actually quite pleased that I'll get a second 
chance to try it out. When I finally managed to beg someone to help 
me push the car so that my car faced Deb's, the car won't go in neutral.
*Pause dramatically*. Deb as usual took her sweet time in telling us
that. We were pushing the car with the gear on 'park'- thank you Deb
for giving me a hernia. Love you loads.

Called my dad for advice,

Min: Abah! Kereta Min mati lagi sekali. Kali ni tak leh start langsung. Nak letak in Neutral to push pun tak boleh. Rasanyer kena call someone this time. 
Abah: Then tukar battery sendiri la. Kereta tu Toyota, nak tukar senang je. Pergi guna credit card and buy a battery. It won't take that long.
Min: Tapi tak leh lock kereta, battery dah mati, picit autolock on the carkeys won't work. Camne nak leave the car? Nanti orang ambik Min punya stuff in the car (my precious shoes)
Abah: Guna otak boleh tak? Manual lock the car la.
Min: *sweats and wonders how he got into medical school*.

Oh well.

Fast forward 1 hour later. I was sweating profusely, hands were all
greasy with oil, formal clothes all skewed, glasses lopsided, and back
aches from carrying the freakishly heavy battery.

Min: Deb, pass me the spanner?
Deb: What's that?


Fast forward another 15 min- the car is purring. Weeee! I really love
the sense of accomplishment from that. Looking back on it now; I'm
sure I was positively bouncing with excitement. Wonder if
this is how surgeons feel when they leave the OT. Can't wait to find
out...

******


Min, Fu Wen and Yeang Wee

Bluetooth the pictures from the battery incident into the comp and
found this completely forgotten pic from the phone. How cool is this?
It's three generations of SRC's Vice Treasurer. Unbelievably lucky
that all of us were in Seremban for three separate reasons.