Teardrops on My Guitar

My mum's birthday was on Saturday. I wish I was home with her.

My host dad in Oklahoma also celebrated his birthday the same day as my mum. Except he is on the other side of the world. I wish to be with him too.

Sometime you just will never get what you want in life. You plan, plan and plan but only The Almighty decides.

I feel demotivated, as my never ending struggle with studies goes I strive to get the best grades. While I know some people who get good grades they would then get some kind of gift from their parents, I was bound to expect nothing even if I already have the best grades so far.

Still I should thank them for the emergency moments they are available to fork in some penny for me.

But then again, its depressing to know all these years, its still a struggle of which I may just not want to explain more in details.

Money is evil.

Sigh.

I need a hug.

I'm Gonna Getcha Good

Me and the KTM Komuter has this love-hate relationship;

1. I regularly take it to Midvalley, once the only civilization I rely on to run away from college
2. The gym, which I go to, in attempt to gain some weight and loose the fugly belly which doesn't match skinny body
3. To wherever else but here

However, regardless of how many times I scream, shout, push, bitch, tweet, FB-ed it, nothing will ever change.

Today the Komuter didn't come. Instead it was the old train. I took it at 5.42pm from Midvalley. It stopped in Tasik Selatan. I assumed it will do the same in Serdang.

No, it just went away to Kajang, and had to wait another 20 minutes there.

My timing plan ruined. I missed the previous shuttle bus and the next one is just too late and too close to Maghrib hour.

So, I waited back in Serdang for the Metrobus, and hopped on one, which dropped me close enough to the stall outside UNITEN and then walked back to college.

I doubt anyone walk as much as I do in where I study.

Hostile takeover the Board of Director and Senior Management, anyone?

(P/S: Its good training for the marathon to walk, isn't it?)

Flying Without Wings

As I've promised.

Click on the link to support my cause, Yayasan Anak Warisan Alam, an Eco Youth Trust for the KL-Standard Chartered Run. A total of RM500 is required for me for this pledge, and donations can vary from whatever amount you desire.

[CLICK Standard Chartered KL Marathon 2010 - Users HERE]

=)

I love you all and promise to at least treat each one who donated a cup of teh tarik.

How about that?

Runaway Train

I told you I suck at writing in BM. At least I'm being honest on this.

I want to run the Standard Chartered Marathon. The thing is last year when the college had a marathon, I ran 10km and got fever after that. But then again, that was when H1N1 was in season.

Now, I would want to run, for a cause. At least its more meaningful isn't it?

Regardless if its for Yayasan Anak Warisan Alam, National Cancer Society or Malaysian Aids Council I would indefinitely pledge for a cause.

But then again, I haven't even registered. I'm not sure how far I can go on this. 10km, 21km or 42km?

I have about 66 days to train!

And just to let you know, running for a charity would need me to fundraise minimum of RM500 therefore I sincerely appreciate any form of donations directly towards the marathon profile website. Will keep everyone updated on the methods on donation, if you love me enough to give some donations through your credit, debit or even online banking transfer.

The Long Goodbye

Saya dah janji nak karang dalam BM kan? Jadi saya tulis dalam BM sekarang.

Baik tulis sekarang, nanti lupa. Dah la malas. Suka tangguh lagi. Aduhai.

2-3 hari ni sangat sibuk tak tahu la kenapa.

Hari Jumaat pegi cari kerja teringin nak jadi Barista padahal poket semakin kering jadi perlu plan B sebab tak nak susah mak dan bapak.

Hari Sabtu malam pegi tengok Konsert Akademi Fantasia dengan sepupu sebab dia nak belanja. Ikut saja lah sebab saya bukan selalu berlepak dengan saudara sendiri jarang-jarang sekali. Tak la hebat sangat konsert tu sebab bosan gila. Saya tak minat AF langsung, tapi sebab suka pegi tengok persembahan live, nak amik feel semata-mata.

Banyak pulak orang pelangi kat situ. Biasa la kot?

Hari Ahad rushing pegi jumpa Timbalan Setiausaha Dalam Negara Hal Ehwal Kebudayaan dan Pendidikan USA di The Ritz Residence. Orangnya kecik dan comey saja nama Ms Pally. Orang kuat Clinton. Kalau keluarga angkat di Oklahoma tahu mesti semacam mereka fikir sebab mereka orang kuat Parti Republikan. Tak apa lah, sebab ini untuk kepentingan alumni sendiri. Ms Pally pun cakap, alumni kami jadi model alumni dunia. Maknanya, lepas ni kena la lebih komited dan tak boleh main-main saja. Kena banyak buat aktiviti dengan lebih baik sebab jadi contoh alumni lain.

Hari Isnin makan malam di The Royale Chulan. Di layan hebat macam VIP sama dengan alumni program lain yang penah ke USA. Seronok dapat becakap, sebab bila saya bukak mulut banyak idea keluar. Kepala otak sentiasa berpusing pikir benda nak buat dalam komuniti. Contoh, hujung minggu ni ada Global Youth Service Day jadi kami pegi Rumah Anak Yatim buat Program Perkaya Bahasa Inggeris, lepas tu hari Ahad pegi Rumah Pelindungan Gadis Mengandung Bawah Umur derma pakaian.

Seronok tolong orang walau tak dapat untung atau duit. Yang penting orang lain dapat kebaikan. Ni semua kerja ramai-ramai dengan ahli alumni jugak.

Sayang sebab kat Bolehland orang ramai penting diri kalau benda tu tak bawak balik duit orang tak nak buat tapi saya seronok saja buat walau poket saya sentiasa kering.

Sekarang saya membujang balik. Awal-awal hari tu ada main-main cheenta sikit tapi tak menjadi. Entah la, mungkin saya tak pandai. Tak ada pengalaman.

Sebab tu saya suka buat aktiviti sukarela ni. Alih perhatian dari benda-benda yang menyakit hati.

Ha. Kan dah cakap saya tak pandai tulis dalam BM. Dulu masa kelas tuisyen saya cemerlang bila SPM haprak je dapat.

Mesti semua bosan baca. Tak paham sepatah harem saya tulis.

Harap maaf. Selamat malam semua.

Me, Myself and I

Its been a week since, or so since I last wrote stuff.

The entire week has been terribly busy starting off with Trisha's birthday in Sunway Lagoon. It was practically fun although it was very much costly. However, it was really worth it. We had great dinner at Manhattan Fish Market which was absolutely my first time ever and it was on her therefore it wasn't that bad considering I'm getting heavily broken by each second I breathe. Speaking of which, the new fan page I joined in Facebook, I do really wish money would have sex in my pocket and multiply.

On the same night I rushed to Bandaraya to Quality Hotel for a camp training. It was fun to meet up with the favorite people on earth and mingle around with all the educational stuff in between but overall it was fun, fun and fun.

The entire week seemed more like a waste as college was tiring and the new f-up system, is just f-up-ed. The college decided to auto register its new students. And therefore, they decided to register me on courses I have exempted. With the faculty having almost 400 students or so, I wish the best of luck to the staff.

And I sincerely thank God for my results. 6 subjects, and with playfulness in between I have no idea how I made it. Perhaps the never ending coffee misery helped much.

Thats all for now. My eyeballs are about to pop out. And I am hungry.

I will write more about my first ever Akademi Fantasia concert experience. Seriously, I knew none of the contestant as I never liked the show at the first place. Drama, much?

The Burning Babe

This is my 155th post.

No, I don't seek popularity like those who'd announce their blog anniversary. Monkeys With Tarter Sauce came a long way since space.live.com online journal. That was like in 2005 when I was actively writing about my Egyptian Adventure as an exchange student for 2-months.

The name it self came about from a special online friend whom I've known since 2002 and we're still friends until now.

Even so, there are readers for my blog. Its a personal space and I never expect frequent and regular readers therefore I sincerely thank you for being interested with my forever, never-ending miserable adventurous life stories.

Never mind that. I'm back in college. I have so many things to do in my room. Those who are friends with me in Facebook may have seen the terrible destruction of my room. Its big mess.

Need to clean up.

Tomorrow is going to be a short day and Friday, I will hit Sunway Lagoon for the first time ever for Trisha's birthday.

Weekend would be filled with volunteers' training program.

Seems like my holiday is really ending now!

Yikes.

4 Minutes

I'm almost done packing. Its something I really am not good at.

I'm leaving the great island of amazing food. I am satisfied with the mediocre gastronomical adventure I had, of which includes the favorite Kari Ketam, Gulai Ikan Kering, Char Kuey Teow, Mee Baker, Nasi Kandaq Beratoq, and the list is just never ending. Unlike in KL, food here is good everywhere. Almost.

Back then around college radius area. Food sucks. Big time.

At least I get fat at home.

Then I can starve as much, until I go home again, which is inconsistently irregular.

I can look as skinny as a stick but I have when I have belly. I envy those guys with nice abs.

Going back to the city means a busy life. However, I like to keep in touch with friends.

Let's have coffee date?

Mamak ada jual Caramel Macchiato, Cold, Less Ice, 3 shot with Soy Milk tak?

p/s: I survived driving in the smallest lane in the island, or at least big road with 2-3 cars on the sides blocking the way making 2 way become one. Which also means that I can officially drive everywhere else in this country! Except I only know reverse parking, and absolutely hate the other 2 way of parking. And stoopid drivers as well.

I'll Stand By You

Saya tak pandai karang dalam BM.

Tapi ada orang minat jadi saya cuba lagi.

Macam orang lain, saya pun ada masalah. Macam-macam.

Kengkawan. Duit. Study. Masa depan. Dan lain-lain.

Tapi notakakinya, saya ada masalah low self esteem. Saya tak tahu apa maknanya dalam BM.

Oh. Rendah diri kot?

Orang pikir saya penuh konfiden. Main redah je. Umor belum 20 dah merata pusing dunia.

Sendiri. Egypt, USA saya pegi dengan program petukaran pelajar.

Thailand, Indonesia, Singapura, Vietnam, Cambodia saya redah pakai duit gaji kerja sendiri. Kalau sesak saya talipon kat mak saya. Tu pun saya segan sebab saya tak suka susah famili sendiri. Bukan orang senang-lenang.

Oh bebalik kat masalah awal.

Saya rendah diri. Saya rasa diri tak menarik. Orang tak minat kat saya. Bukan nya elok sangat. Gelap sikit. Rambut kembang tak sepasal. Cakap main lepas kadang-kadang. Pikir sangat pasal masalah antarabangsa. Risau kebajikan orang. Macam orang cakap tak hot, tak jambu tak ada orang nak. Kot?

Entah la.

Tapi saya pun tak tahu kenapa saya pikir merepek.

Serius, saya merepek sekarang.

Baik tengok Glee saja.

Blog ni penuh kategori "Komplikasi". Aura negatif semata-mata.

The Scientist

I told you I suck at writing in BM. I can only speak, but I sound stupid writing in one.

Anyway, I'm supposed to write about the adventure to Tioman. It was a terrible mess, on going there itself.

On Thursday, April March 25th, I went out with Colin who just came back for Spring Break/Easter Holiday from Deutschland. We hung out in Pavilion and since its been a while there was so much to catch up. Amazingly, I was punctual which is is the total opposite since he now studies in a country where you'd never be forgiven for being late.

We had lunch in Food Republic and then just wandered around into the mall, and having both of us being conscious about our money (he is extremely frugal than me) we just window shopped for the most part of the day.

It all changed when we entered Cotton On. Everything was too cheap for a regular Topman/Zara standard.

A really good price, seriously.

To get the cash was another challenge. I was unprepared to shop. We headed to the atm next to Starbucks and the security guys were getting some cash in and technical stuff was going on. The one downstairs was not working.

Device Failure.

Damn you CIMB.

Off we went around to walk and walk before I got myself the slip in shoe.

We than hung out at the Starbucks just because he never experience the only reason why and what people do there.

We got bored then, walked all the way to KLCC and hung out to continue the gossips, and then headed to Kinokuniya before hopping on the next train home.

I'm not writing the entire journey of the day, as much as I used to enjoy telling the world about my dailies, but I shall conclude it was a great day with a very old friend. We hardly talk sometimes, and getting others of the gang to come along was not easy on weekdays so i'm happy everything went well.

Can't wait for other meet ups, coffee dates, plane-watching with other friends.

=)

Geek In The Pink

Bila kita suka kat seseorang.

Tapi dia tak ada dekat kita.

Tapi ada orang lain dekat kita.

Tapi dia memang bukan untuk kita.

Tapi kita risau bila dia tiada.

Atau hilang dia.

Walau sebagai kawan.

Bagaimana?

Saya tak ada pengalaman.

Saya pening.

Saya nak pegi jauh dari sini.

Jauh dari semua benda.

Dan orang.

Boleh?

Hey, Soul Sister

Saya ada pengakuan.

Saya tak pandai tulis blog dalam Bahasa M.

Sebab saya cuma pandai cakap sahaja, SPM saya BM dapat B3.

Sebab malam ni saya bosan jadi saya pun tulis dalam bahasa ni.

Saya tak lupa diri. Tapi cuma tak pandai. Malu kot?

Entah la..

Saya merepek saja malam ni.

Selamat malam semua.