The King Of Last Minute

They say…

If you fail to plan, you plan to fail

Basically its about not leaving things till last minute; planning ahead and getting organised. Discipline is the word.

Well I say…

BULLSHIT!!

I’ve always done things last minute. And i’ll continue to do so. When you dont plan, many unexpected things can happen. Sometimes these things become an obstacle to you. It just so happens that overcoming all these obstacles brings such a rush to me! I cant stop! You all should try it! Lets all do things last minute! Woohoo!!

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Okay, now that i’m done talking crap, lets talk sense for a while (btw, i didnt really mean all that. well..maybe some. but its good to plan ya know. haha) Finally! A BLOG UPDATE! In case you’re wondering, this blog doesn’t get updated once a month. It’s just me doing what I do best : Procrastinating. But! There’ll be more frequent updates after this! Promise. To those who care to read, of course. Haha

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Important Events! :

Outward Bound Legends

PNB, my suggah momma, sent all its scholars to a 25 day camp, called OBS ( Outward Bound School). Here, I learned that something is only impossible if you make it to be. Thats right, bitches. Like the Adidas slogan, ” Impossible is Nothing”. While Adidas had commercial interests in mind while making that slogan ( and because it sounds gangsta ), it wouldnt be far off the mark to say that’s what I learned from OBS. I wont go into details, you can go to J-pah’s blog for that. Haha. Honestly, the whole month was total shit ass trying and challenging. But once you’ve overcome it all, you know it.

I”M ICE-COLD, BABY!!

Chotaiti...our favourite past-time. I always win of course. Just ask monkeyboy Nain.

KAMPUNG FAMILY LOVE

I went back to my Kampung at Sg.Petani, Kedah. Unlike previous visits, a sense of nostalgia ran through me for no reason. Well actually, there was a reason. This might be the last time, for 3 years at least, that I’ll visit my kampung 😦 I love my kampung. My grandparents, uncles, and aunties. And the chickens, goats, and cows I loved to torment when i was little :p I practically grew up here. My kampung is my childhood. So many sweet memories associated to it. It’s become a part of me. Each year I’ll always go back. But soon, I’ll be far away. My grandparents would always tell me before we part : “Hangpa belajaq rajin2 tau. Pi sana jangan lupa tok ngan tokwan”. Yeah,same old parting words. But for once, i’m taking it to heart.

Damn...i'm already missing them all

"Belajaq rajin2.." Fo sho Grandpa..fo sho

Oxbridge Freshers “Dinner”

A dinner? Heck no. A party more like. All oxford-incoming university undergrads were invited to this little gathering, basically to ask questions and mingle with the seniors and fellow freshers. The first few minutes saw me,Michelle, and Eylin stuck to each other like glue. Haha! 😀 Malu la konon. The thingie was held at Damansara Heights, with houses so posh I feel like I’ve come to a fairytale castle. There was even a guard at the entrance, greeting me: ” Welcome sir, party’s this way”. Haha! Yes, polish my car while you’re at it. I’ll be honest. During the party,I thought they were all very weird. They spoke and discussed about very intellectual and berwawasan stuff, and their England had an accent to it. Cor blimey. They all seemed to understand. Except me. Which makes me the weirdo! Haha! Still, they were all very friendly. Which I guess is what really matters. I keep thinking me going to Oxford is some sort of joke. Well, its much better now. Its still a joke, but i’m joining in the laugh as well. Awesome!! Oh,and the food was good. Nuff’ said.

Michelle, Me, and Jances at the bbq. Where are pics of the others? Well,nobody wanted to be friends with a weirdo except these two. *sob *sob*

And finally…sweetness 🙂

Guitar Heroes!!

Cameron!!

Trying out 'baju raya'. Haha

Looking forward to more great times sweetie 🙂

Yes..i’ve had a productive month alright.  Last minute or not, whatever you do, just

KEEP IT REAL