Are you my conscience?

randomness

something only pharmacists will truly ustd =)

it was Eng Seng's BD on friday night.

but it was ruined last minute when all of us were outside his room lighting up the candles, he just budged out suddenly instead of the opposite, greeted by hanging jaws.

nevertheless, everything turned out great.
Khong Hern made custard tarts for the birthday boy and stacked them up high.

he put in a lot of effort obviously.
custard-filled tarts

how i spent my weekend?

we went to tesco to stock up the fridge. and this lump here cost us 200++ pounds.

yea, amazing how groceries can mount to that huh!

more than a thousand ringgit. mom wasnt surprised tho. lol.

and also, we gals bought some hair dye.

altho it didnt really worked out well for me because my hair is still so black.

waste my 2 hours effort.

at least it is still visible with bright light and camera flash.
then, at night, Martin brought us to Ashton Lane at West End to chill out.
it's a place with very tiny shops.

they have The Wee Curry Shop, The Wee Sweetie Shop (CD shop) and lots more wee wee.
see what i mean when i say my hair is still black?

after a shitty exam experience yesterday, i just wanted to sleep my whole day off.

but instead, i got hooked up with a book How To Become a Sex Goddess

okay, when i purchase it, i didnt have the intention to BE a sex goddess.

just bought it for entertainment, it's those kind of book with colourful pages and funky fonts, self help book.

very very entertaining. instead of being convinced that everyone is a natural sex goddess, i think the book wants me to practice sex with my housemates.

i think i'll turn into a bi-sexual. wahhhahaha.

neway, at night, some classmates have plans for Karbon, so, we, wanting to know more locals, followed through.

it was raining the whole day. what a turn-off!
a night when everything went sooo wrong.
quoted from chingmun.

so, instead of getting sleep at 4 pm after exam, i slept at 4 am after the gals' talk in my room.

the next morning, woke up at 8 for class.

everyone thought i was sick because of my tired face. heh

then, i joined Sehar, Suriya and Zawar for lunch at Ingram Street.

They brought us to an Indian Restaurant, looked really good, didnt disappoint us at all.

The interior was really inspired by India, even those chairs, comfortable sitting ones with unique colours and designs. never seen anything like that before.

thought i was in India somehow. haha.
i seriously miss Malaysian mamak.

u have no idea how much i was craving for Naan!

after lunch, we chilled at Tinderbox, similar to starbucks but i thought this place is better in the sense that they have much more selections for tea lovers.

miss Jasmine Tea too! those sweet ones.
overall, this made up for my bad day yesterday.

Now i know,

the worst feeling..

is not going to the exam hall unprepared and walk out knowing you'll fail the paper

but it's going into the exam hall full of confidence,

knowing the full answer to the questions,

but having not enough time to pen it all down..

not even half..

when your mind has it all..

your mind has all it takes for the perfect score..

it sucks.

.big time.

after having a horrible week, we just abandoned our studies, put it all aside.

and enjoy.

had a all-gals-slumber.
took some time to make my hair.just to make it nice, so, i can go to bed with nice bouncy hair and wake up the next morning with messy hair.

yeahh, randomness is all we need.

and for the weekend, we had two guests in the house!
we cooked so much food for the guests, and had a lot of fun cooking, teasing, cleaning, laughing.
and then, went to Yates for dinner. love dine-outs

i have a new nickname : TracyWooooooo

and everytime they call me that, i'm supposed to respond with It Wasn't Me.
**inside joke**

and today, i woke up to the worst week ever.

I'll look at my Drug n Disease book, then , cry and die.

don't talk to the traumatized ppl from Flat F4.

Someone came in from the front door and stole a laptop, a mobile phone, a camera, branded watches and cash.

we didnt wanna sleep alone...

so, we had slumber party at the common room.all of us fighting for the sofa but all of us ended up on the floor.they call me Big Bird's sister, Big Butt
yes, Sesame street's big bird
made-up hair

im still traumatized.

@#$% dat guy.

the scary part is we were all in the house, and the thief got away just like dat. omg

cops came, investigate, took us few hours to calm ourselves down.

now, i'm locking my door even when i'm going to the toilet.

dont call me paranoid.

Mommy is gonna be so proud of me.

While some ppl was out having movie marathon and the other someone was out to club, i was baking cake at home.

yes, baking! as in i made a cake ! Marble Cheesecake.

my first ever cake. high historical value. the second cake is not coming very soon.

it's such a big deal, dear just havta take picture of me in my pajamas.
waitttt! i need to look serious for mommayyythis was the picture i sent to mom.

haha. and she said the dustbin is so full, ask me throw rubbish. this is not even my kitchen. swt.
not bad looking eh?loves

the first thing i told her when i called her today morning was

Ma, i made cheesecake yesterday!

her response was

aiyo, why waste money....
sure tak jadi wan meh?

aiyo, later, your housemates must clean the kitchen lor. sure spill stuff everywhere!
puh-lease la. i clean the kitchen most of the time okay!

-.-"