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How are you celebrating the 4th of July?

I had my college A levels orientation today! yezzurreey! being the eager loser, I was excited to want to join the student council and every single club in the college.

it was alright, a lot of short briefings and loads of walking ,or trudging I should say, around campus.
I wanted to see how long I could go without talking to someone.

I couldnt, I made 3 friends in 5 minutes.
how can I ever expect to live alone?

orientation is well, orientation haha. surprisingly , HELP's cute-boys population is seemingly at an all time low. yay no distractions. hahaha. oh but the staff are so nice! very charming and friendly and I made friends with a really nice girl called Iqa who- get this - new my flickr? small internet world much? yes, freaky indeed. Bumped into my roommate at the cafeteria while munching on my subway sandwich ( Godsent, as Myra would say ;) ) and met a chinese-american dude who expected my english to be soaked in ye irish accent.

met up with the sisters, mammy and niece at bangsar village 2 ( 4 bucks by cab! GASP ) for more ridiculous amounts of walking before finally going home . Only of course to get ready and head out to a steamboat dinner with the lads and emma at Nanako in ss15 ( OH YUMM thank you bobbeh ) then on to shisha ( milk instead of water in the bong! ) at Azali's stall.

long long long day.

woohoo monday come quick!

How long do you take in the shower?
Submitted by Strive2Be.

Since the whole population is Going Green, I have cut down my showering time to the bare minimum to not waste water. Unless of course I am le tweezing, deep conditioning , self-spa-ing and exfoliating . Those activities keep me way longer in the bathroom.

Got up quite early today, it was11 something am. oh dont look so shocked, haha. Ive been sleeping unashamedly late and waking up late too , unless of course bob smses, because those messages wake me up like a light. My mam , sister and I drove to Help College to settle my fees ( which left me so guilty at the sheer amount of it ) and then to my apartment ( or college residence ) to move in my mini fridge and microwave. Im so happy my mam upgraded my room! Im still sharing, but this time in a double deluxe room which has more space , especially for prayers. the standard room was as big as a shoe box, seriously. I met my roommate, Liyana, from penang and she was nice enough to come from her classes to bring my stuff upstairs :D . She's 22 and studying psychology at Help. Help College is known for their psychology ( best in south east asia i heard ) !. its cool having someone doing a different course, at least our conversations wont revolve around A levels . She's been living in the apartment since last september. she seems perfectly sane haha which means i think I'll be too :)

she'll be leaving in 2 weeks to go back to Penang for her long semester break. I'll get the room all to myself! yay! I'll reaaaally get to experience living alone then.woot

Cant stay up late anymore now that my classes are starting. I have my orientation tomorrow and my classes begin on Monday. There's a family gathering on saturday at my uncle's house , so I wont be moving in till Sunday.

ooh I got my room key and my student ID !! COOOL i have a student ID!!
oh im such a noob.

oh and mam's enrolling me for yoga? and latin dancing classes?! they're held at my residence's hall.
is she? yes. she is.

ps : as we were leaving, my mam asked the guard at my apartment where she could throw the boxes from the microwave and fridge packaging. the guard (female) got the shock of her life when my mam asked in bahasa, then started laughing then flustered and maimed my mam her new bestfriend.

"eh reti cakap melayu", her face , shocked
"bullehhh chakkappp, dah lama doodook sini, mesti reti chakkap", my mam answered
"ingatkan tak reti, takut nak tegur"

as we left, the lady came to door to wave my mam goodbye
in the car :

"ooh mammy dah pro", I laughed
"eh mustiii"

...

"sophie whats tegor?"

I start college on the 7th! gosh im so amped! I'll be going to Help in Damansara. wohoooo . Oh what happened to cempaka? rumour has it its A levels programs is still new so they're not very well established in that sense.

I'll be living in a pigeon hole of a hostel under the college with another malay girl since all the single rooms are taken - *flails arms harrar*. but no matter, whats important is its accessible and just 5 min-walk away from Bangsar Shopping Center , yezzuh!

im so amped, I cant wait. Although I don't know anyone going to Help. It'll pretty much be like the first day of school, blank stares and agog faces and me doodling in my notebook wishing I had a friend.HAH, you wish. I'll know the college by the end of the week. Im sickeningly irish like that. ;)

Anyway,
I cant believe im registered in a college. I was explaining how Help looked like to my mam when she was in Dubai, and she didn't sound so convincing. Firstly, she hated the name Help. I was worried she'll take one look at the place and go "no, pick another college".

"Sophie, why Help?"
"why not?"
"sounds like some rehab center"
"oh Har har mam"
"they couldn't pick a better name?
"what, you're embarrassed to say your daughter is in Help Institution just in case people think im lindsay lohan?"
"yes"
"maaaa, not funny"

she was so annoyed with the name, when we were registering ( she gave her approval after she saw the main campus and after the marketing dude explained their track score etc etc ), that she actually asked the A levels assistant why Help is called Help. the guy gave the history behind the disturbingly simple name and after explaining that it could mean Higher Education Leaning Program, I saw my mam breathe easy.

Im a little worried about sharing a room with another life form though. I mean, what if she snores! what if I snore?? she'll hate me and burn my side of the room! oh and they haven't installed Wifi to the whole building, they only have one wifi hotspot which is on the 1st floor. that said, the wifi is only on till midnight. jeez, ill be some internet Cinderella, logging on before the clock strikes midnight.

whatever it is, Im thankful im going to Help. its an excellent college and im sure i'll be fine.

i think.
wait, can I bring my bear?

i love you. the purest of love.

Meet the parents

can today get any more boring?
jeez.

please let me start college already! haha

today's weather is well, unconventional to say the least. although, thank the lord for the rain. I don't think I can stand another day of scorching heat waves seeping through my skin and making me perspire by the double fold.

here I am , sitting in front of Mr.Dell, listening to backstreetboys and celine dion. yes guffaw and keel over if you must. i cant help it. IM YOUR LAYDAYYYYYY .

anyway, what is a bored-out-of-her-wits photographer to do , with crap on the tv, no one interesting online and the house all to herself? yes! you got it! take pictures! ah, but of what? of herself lah. need a bucket?

yes, I got truckloads of make up ,indoctrinated 'em into my face, drag-queen and petaling street pondan worthy ( wait petaling street got pondans ke? haha, sounded funny ) and got Atom . Was continuing the whole "veil" series thing I have going on , on my flickr.last photo from the series was in february! gosh its been ages. This time the colour is yellow! ( have done blue, green, brown and um gold ). the best part is always putting the "face" on, but the downside is realizing my larger-than-life face doesn't necessarily carry the "face" well. gah , I hate make-up physics.

right, off to edit the thousands of photos ( im pathetic like that ), airbrush the lot beyond space and eternity making me look nothing like myself, utterly unrecognizable, post it on myspace, get all the rempits to fall for me with my fake photos, then tell them to sod off and fly a kite. gosh I love life.

in hysterics,
mad sophie. XD

because my life has boiled down to me being strapped in big chunky metal chains to my bedpost and my bathroom, I shall entertain my loyal readers ( you guys all earn a star sticker! ), with photos due my lack of proper posts.

photos were taken at a fashion show at Wafi City, in Dubai. My neighbour's son , Fergus ( an adopted little Ethiopian kid with corkscrew hair ), was part of the fashion show, walking down the runway in Gap for kids. The fashion show featured designer clothes for kids, from Dolce & Gabbana, Versace , La Coquette, Ginger and Lace and the lot. Being the eager photographer, I just sat as near as I could, paying no attention at the all the L lenses snapping feverishly around me, while my kit lens squeaks trying to auto focus.alas, L lens or no L lens, with the photoshop powers vested in me, my photos prevail *sobs*. Getting the pictures was a real challenge. the runway bounced the light on to the models ( plus point ) but kept being overexposed. when I shot the runway at perfect exposure, the models and everything else was underexposed. It was a lose-lose situation. I ended up shooting much underexposed and throwing pixie dust on it later.

Happy Father's Day

thank you daddy for everrryyyyttthiiing.
and although you can big a pain the ___, i know im a bigger pain in the ____.
i dont think I can ever live without my dad. period.

love you love you.

you are finally fixed.
My dell has never looked so happy to be on more than 10 minutes!

its been a week since I last updated, if you call my last update an update.
ella and zati , the 10 bars of Lindt are still in my fridge, wailing, waiting to be eaten.

what's new?

besides frolicking around laughing hysterically at the movies watching Kung Fu Panda ( I feel you Po! ), Ive bought ridiculous amounts of Bobbi Brown and Mac ( foundations, eyeshadows, rouge pots oh my! ), stationery and books. I saw the new installation to the Christopher Paolini's Eragorn series in Mph! Must.Pre.Order. I also saw a gorgeous top that made my eyeballs fall out and roll across the gleaming floors of MetroJaya in The Curve from Somerset Bay. why oh why is my wallet depressingly dusty and empty? I blame thy make up Gods or uhm Goddesses!

Right, on to other things.

I visited the grandfolks on Saturday at Dato' Keramat, much to my grandma's delight. She never fails to bug the hell out of me driving me back and forth in and out of the kitchen to get her stuff, come the time we all tuck into our grub and swears to me she'll die if I begrudge her. Jeez, she's acting like a real irish catholic now, this tiny old malay woman. Tok is looking pretty well, considering he's had his gazillionth operation on some part of his body or other. I miss him dearly,  choking at the thought of him not being around. I feel his frail body under my big frame, his skin,sallow and dark due to inadequate blood circulation . His breathing , slow and pressing. I have to get the cork stoppers out and plug em in my eye sockets whenever I ask him about his latest medical goings-on. The urge to cry is a monster not to messed with .Ah, anyway, he's well Alhamdulillah, we shall think about depressing things at depressing times, because I want to lodge a complaint to taxi companies.

Honestly, be honest with me fellow voxers, when you look at me, do I look like a rubbish bin for a person to dump all their troubles on? I mean, I don't mind if my friends were confiding me  with their worries, but complete strangers a.k.a taxi drivers? each and every time I get into these fecky green proton saga cars, instantly the cab drivers's face light up and they start telling me their life story. From what they did that morning, to how they hate the government, how they take a shower , how they avoid traffic. Information that make my mundane life all the more richer and well informed. if you didn't note the sarcasm ill smack yer. Its like an avalanche of stories and i'm buried underneath it all. Im in the back seat worrying if they'll dump me in an alley way and rob my pennies, and they swagger, and wink and tell me their shenanigans. For the love of all sacred and holy, the next time I enter a cab, ill be so grim, ill give Death a run for his money. They cant possibly find me friendly then, right? excuse me while I weep in despair.

glad I got that off my chest.

hehe,
see you guys soon!

ps : miss you mam and dad

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kick a cab, jump in it and head somewhere where I can get Wifi ( since the one at home went all banjaxed on me ) and STAY there and UPDATE everything.

uhh I miss  being on the internet for hours *hugs laptop*