Yesterday I went out with the Banana Support Group to Bangsar - food heaven of your dreams.

Me, Hoy Yi (!), Ee Xuan and Lihjing reached first. And then just when I see a cute guai lou, Yi San called and we had to go find the rest of the group :( I still feel a bit miffed. GUAI LOU~

In the end, we decided to go to The Daily Grind for food lol. Celaka I ate breakfast already so I couldn't stomach much. So I ordered a Garlic Chicken Salad, which got me a "you went to The Daily Grind..AND YOU ATE A SALAD!?" from Kevin HAHAHAHAH



the salad was so-so. I didn't really like the chicken on it, it was kinda hard. But the pancakes there. Oh my God. The pancakes.



Hoy Yi ordered the dolly pancake stack and it came with an actual Barbie LOL okay- half of a Barbie. It was the head + torso + an appendage (wink) so you can stick it in the pancakes (and various other pierce-able things. Wink.) And the doll's torso was actually coated in chocolate.

Here is me licking the chocolate off her torso while Hoy Yi is feeling feels next to me

I stuck the barbie on my friend's waffles. Cos the waffles look like two-lips if you know what I mean ;)

 Naturally, me being me, I played with it. I channeled my inner stereotype bitch and made orders HAHAHA I had to inconspicuously look around the restaurant to see if anyone looks offended cos I was saying fuck so many times. At least the waiter was amused LOL he was laughing at us. So I take that as a good sign.

I rule the world, motherfuckers. Move aside.

My Mom must be in a terrific mood today lol so obviously I took advantage of this rare moment. I remember in the past, she would've been too busy to have fun. It was just Blackberry all day cos her juniors can't do shit for beans. But now it's all okay ! So that's okay.

We went to KLCC and went for the Obligatory Visit to H&M! Before that we had juice from this juice bar outside the men's section of H&M, which was really good! Even though the service sucked lol.

I got a pair of pants, a jersey-sweater thingy in a dirty baby pink shade and this black and white knit-mesh bomber-cardigan IDK WHAT ITS CALLED OKAY so I'm pretty much set.

I lost my gusto to blog kbai.

RIGHT. So after a million years of procrastinating, I finally went to get my medical check-up done. No idea why its one of UTAR's many requirements; like, if I don't pass this test are they going to withdraw me for "bad health"?

Whatever. It was a very traumatic experience, doing a medical check-up.

The first thing I did was the urine test. Okay unless you live a hole or something I think it's pretty universal knowledge that you have to pee into this tiny container.

Emphasis on tiny.

HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO THIS!?

I have a vagina. We do not know how to direct our pee. WE CAN'T EVEN SEE THE HOLE PROPERLY. IF IT IS ONE. All we see are layers of slits. I don't know about you, but liquid pretty much travels at random through slits.

So yeah, I got some on my hands.


And it was warm. e_e I understand that its my own body fluid so y'know. It's OK but STILL. YER.

And my pee was an unhealthy shade of yellow! The doctors are gonna judge me! They're gonna be like
"this person has unhealthy pee, just LOOK at it!" and all and then say I have something like diabetes or something.

It would be cool if I do but...chocolate. I can give up candy, but not chocolate.


After that it was a physical test and that was also immensely awkward to conduct lol. While waiting for the machine to calculate my weight and height, the nurse tested my colour-blindness. THE LAST TWO WERE TOTAL MIND-FUCKERS LOL THERE WERE NO NUMBERS THERE. Thank God I didn't lie out of pressure or something LOL

and then I had to lie on a bed while the doctor did some fancy handwork on my abdominal area. IT TOOK EVERYTHING IN ME TO NOT LAUGH LOLOL HER HANDS WERE SO COLD.

The final thing I had to do was the x-ray scan. You see, taking the scan wasn't traumatic. What's traumatic is:

1. Having to strip off your shirt and bra.
2. Having to wear a robe instead that tied to the back. I did not tie it properly.
3. The guy (I don't even think he's a doctor! I THINK HE'S JUST A REGULAR CLERK. IDKFSNFKNJD) took the scan.
4. So yes, my back was basically exposed. 
5. The door was open. OPEN.
6. I had to do it TWICE, because the first time I didn't take off my necklaces.

So this is long overdue lol I went out with my dirty Bitches (aka Cheryl, Edwyn and Reshain) last Sunday.

YES, I HAVE MY LIFE BACK.

Today marks the last day of assignments for Semester 1. I FEEL SO HAPPY, I COULD DIE RIGHT NOW. But I can't be completely happy, cos my timetable for Sem2 is fucked up.

See, UTAR makes you fight with the rest of CFS-PJ for your classes. Yesterday me and my friends logged in early and kept refreshing the page until 9pm rolls by.

9pm comes, AND NOTHING HAPPENS. Two minutes later we realise we have to re-log in -.- so yes, I was late. And boom, almost all the classes were already full. Okay, so its partially my fault for having horrible timetable making skills AND FOR REGISTERING DRAWING CLASS FIRST.

Like, omg ezhen why are you so stupid. Register drawing class LAST. I also overlooked my English Lecture time which fucked up my Critical Thinking slot -___- after settling Critical Thinking, all the time slots for Social Psychology were full. And the only available ones clashed with my English lecture (which I can't reschedule, because there really is only one lecture group I can go for, cos the other one clashes with Drawing) and the other one clashed with my Critical Thinking.

So okay la. I try to reschedule Critical Thinking. Boom. The only available slot clashes with my English class.


So now I only have 14/20 credit hours. I have to take the Social Psychology class no matter what, cos I must have 5 classes for Sem 2. Otherwise I can't graduate jbksabvcujekvbakfnuivuisdhgiuewqigvbehgusnb

SO OKAY LA. I went to FGO today and asked. The guy told me its either I try to reschedule now, or wait until "the first four days" of Sem 2 where they will reopen the register.


All I want is to reschedule my English tutorial to an earlier, class, then I can squeeze in the Psychology tutorial class. I JUST WANT THAT. PLS.


I swear. I am never going to over-stress over anything ever again. COS EVERY TIME I DO, THE RESULTS SUCK. When I don't care, the results are glorious. See how funny my life is? It's a cycle of funnily unfortunate events.

just when I thought I can finally be happy. This shit happens.

So tomorrow is my final presentation for designs class! I FEEL SO HAPPEH THAT ITS ALMOST OVER. I've been stressing the entire month of March over this damn thing so they better have something good to say about it!