i'm a lazy blogger. although i have a lot of ideas to write in my blog, at the end of the day i'm just too lazy to write. i enjoy reading other people's blog though. mostly the people that i know of. i wonder how they managed to make such a nice template for their blog. somehow most of them look the same, with tag board and all. it's just that the color scheme or background image is different. i'm trying to make my blog look nicer, with image but first i need to find a good, reliable and free website host. with a lot of storage space! i know it's hard to find so might as well do it later. see, i'm procrastinating again.

did my database project until 2 something am last night. as a result, i skipped my 12pm class today (technically it's yesterday since it's already past 12am when i wrote this...oh well). even if i attend the class i will not be able to understand what the lecturer is talking about. anyway i did the project at my friend's rented house since his computer is the only one among our group members who can run the stupid IBM DB2 program. suddenly i felt like renting a house outside and stay with my friends. because it occured to me that they were having so much fun! a bunch of guys, all in the same house without their parents around, and all their computers linked up via a small LAN. then again, it can only happen in my dreams. i don't think my parents will like it or even if they don't mind, i believe they won't support me (as in $$) so where the hell am i going to get the moolah to pay the rent?

i want a new computer! i can't do anything else on my trusty old 550Mhz PIII other than surfing, chatting and downloading stuff. it's running out of hard disk space and i don't even have a 3d graphics to play some of the latest games. well, the reason i want a faster computer is not really just to play those latest games but rather to learn something such as editing a photo in adobe photoshop (which requires a lot of processing power), creating a flash animation and loads of other stuff. *sigh* i'll just start another dream then..

these 2 days i've been feeling down. don't ask me why. i don't know either. yesterday was clarence's 21st birthday. most of my friends are turning 21 this year so it's no big deal. anyway, a bunch of us went out and celebrated with him, but what was supposed to be a happy night turn out to be not so happy in the end. after having dinner and all the singing, candle blowing and cake cutting, we went to the beach. by the time we reach 4 out of the 6 of us switched into sad mood. then i realised that despite the happy faces, they are feeling sad because of one reason or another. even the birthday boy is feeling sad...

the beach reminds me of many memories, mostly happy ones. and the most vivid was the time i got thrown into the sea on my 20th birthday. anyway, i came to realise that being 21 isn't so great after all. yes, i got to do a lot of things such as patronising a disco legally, but deep down inside, i wished that time would flow a lot slower. i just missed the good old days. i regretted that i never try a lot of things during my teenage years. if only i could start all over again...

ok from this post onwards, to hell with the capitalization! i just felt that if i were to capitalize everytime, it would hinder my sudden burst of idea. i don't know why, but there were many instances when i feel like posting something and in the end i didn't do it. probably because i just don't know how to put my feelings/ideas/ramblings into words.

last saturday i went to the bon odori festival held at shah alam. there were 5 buses of people from my campus who travelled to attend the festival. i was told to expect a lot of japanese girls dressed in yukata, but what i see is a bunch of ah lians and ah bengs dressing up in awful looking clothes. it makes me wonder whether they know how to use a mirror or they are just colour blind. and then there was a group of **** (insert the most vulgar word in your vocabulary to describe a person) who ran around the crowd like a train. in the process they managed to bump me and almost knocked me down. i should've stick my leg out and let them fall like dominoes. damn. what a disgrace to malaysians. what would the japanese people attending the festival think about malaysians? worst still, those idiots are CHINESE. anyway, there were a couple of good looking guys and girls around. now that's a bit of a consolation. one funny thing happened on the way back though. the driver of the bus i'm in got lost because he wasn't familiar with the roads there. he had to stop to ask for directions from a motorcyclist. luckily he managed to bring us back safely to melaka. what a relief...

A lot of things happened yesterday...or was it? I don't know. It just felt like a long day for me. It rained the whole day. Felt like sleeping the whole day! Alas I had to wake up with a memory of a bad dream.*sigh*

The wonders of technology never fails to amaze me. I just knew that my friend in the US of A, Foo Ming aka American Badass was back in Melaka for a full week. I seldom got the chance to talk to him. We usually chat thru MSN Messenger, but because of time difference, a full 12 hours, means that I will most probably see him online when it's really late here. But then again, he only put his MSN online occasionally. Busy studying I guess. Anyway, I began to suspect something when he is online about the same time as me. He told me he is not coming back this summer, with the SARS scare going on. Wiyang hinted to me that he is coming back, and he got that information from Ganesh. Finally, 2 days ago, Foo Ming called me and asked me out for a drink. That is when I'm sure that he's back. He said he wanted to surprise us. Hehe...didn't work-lah. I was only half-surprised. :P

Some of my form 5 classmates and also schoolmates who went overseas to study were also back. Yap Jyh Haur aka Hou Kor, Danny Lim Gin Foo and soon Wiyang will be back too. Not too sure about Chen Min though. Talking, or rather typing about form 5 classmates, I saw Suet Li and Ming Fong while I was shopping for a present at Jusco. They didn't change much. Still the same old look. I realised that we didn't have much to talk about with each other. Probably because I was never close to them in my form 5 days. Heck I don't even keep their handphone numbers in my phone book because I knew I would never need them. The truth is I only keep in touch with some of them, not all. Not that I don't want to, but honestly what's the use if the only information the will reveal to you is the place they are studying now and how long before they are graduating. I've tried to share stories with them, but they just are willing to share theirs. Even funnier, they always say "Keep in touch" whenever we met, and yet when we tried to ask them out the refuse to meet us. My best friend Edmund can relate to this, because we are the receiving end of all this. We were disappointed nevertheless, but now we are adopting the "screw you" policy. Hehe...

Later in the evening I went to my alma-mater (damn I hate to step foot in there again, especially if all the teacher are there) for a campfire. It was organized by the Red Crescent Society, which I was an ex-committee and they invited me as a guest. I met a couple of old friends there, not to mention old foes too. My seniors were also there, and they reminded me of my old days in the society. They were the ones who performed a dance item together with me during campfires, be it in other schools or in our own school (Yes, I did that! Can't believe, huh? Me neither). The most surprising turn-up has to be the choreographer, Pei Pei (nick name : Ah Pek). I don't remember the last time I see her, but she's now working in Singapore. She is still as short as ever. :P Still an easy target to disturb. Hehehe... We talked about a lot of things but the most interesting is the constant criticism fired to the MC of the campfire. Can't stop myself from laughing at Yip Wai Kuen's comments. Ahh...the good old days.

After that campfire, I went to fetch my 2 pet-sisters Huwi Yin and Gek Suan and then went to Gloria Jeans Cafe along Jalan Hang Tuah to celebrate Eileen's birthday until 1 something AM. Finally realized that having a digicam (another technological marvel!) is a good thing. I can capture all the happy moments whenever I want to, such as this. How I wished it was invented 10 years ago along with CD burners so I can have all the nice memories stored in digital picture form, burned on CD. Haih...

I don't know why I suddenly have the urge to blog. I have a test coming in less than 24 hours, and here I am, typing away. Maybe because I read Wiyang's blog that I wanted to blog. Or maybe it was something that happened this evening. Anyway, this is my temporary place to blog....err...crap?

Two days ago my dad's handphone was stolen. He was eating alone and then some beggar came over to ask for money. He didn't give, and I wouldn't too. Not because I'm not sympathetic, but some of them are just pretending. There's one famous guy in Malacca who fits that description. He's able bodied and healthy, and what did he do with the money he got from begging? He smokes. (Some people said he even used the money to "play" with some prostitutes.) Anyway, back to the beggar. My dad brushed him off, and somehow he managed to steal my dad's handphone without my dad realising. I wasn't with him at that time. If I was there, that guy wouldn't stand a chance, being a paranoid person as I am. My dad didn't realise until he left the place. Naturally he went back to the place and a worker told him the beggar took it. He was nowhere to be seen. Moral of the story, keep your handphone in your pocket at all times. (unless, of course you are using it.)

I skipped my class this morning because I wasn't able to adjust my biological clock yet. For the past week I've been sleeping at 4-5am in the morning and waking up at 2-3pm. I have another class at 4pm, which I faithfully attend. I couldn't afford another miss because if so I wouldn't get a full 10% for my Maths subject. Talk about kiasuism. So there I was...sitting there..daydreaming when the time is up. I lifted my butt to leave when I noticed that somebody left his handphone on one of the chairs. Well, another girl saw it too, and I ask her whether she remembered who sat there. She doesn't and I volunteered to wait for the person to return. She gave me the I-don't-trust-you look before leaving. Oh well, I looked evil. *sigh* Soon everybody was gone and the person was nowhere to be seen. Feeling stupid I left the room and walked to my car. I didn't switch off the phone because I expect the guy to call to get his handphone back. Then it struck me. My dad just lost a handphone, and now I picked-up one out of nowhere. Coincidence? Maybe, but I was soooooo tempted to switch it off so that the guy wouldn't be able to get it back. The problem is .... the girl saw that I took it. But then again I can lie about it. I was fighting with my conscience when the phone rang.....erm....vibrated. I answered it and I can sense that the guy is nervous. By this time I've decided to return to him instead of keeping it. After all, I got mad at the person who stole my dad's handphone, so he would've feel the same. He just told me, "I just want to tell you that...that is my phone." I felt funny at first. I wanted to answer him, "It WAS" and hang up. Hehe...evil me. So I asked him where he was and he was so nervous that he couldn't answer me properly. He was practically mumbling! Well, I met him and asked him to describe the phone so I'm sure I'm returning it to the owner. Ah...he was so thankful. The look on his face was so...I don't know how to describe. And I'm glad that i returned it. But I wondered how many people would actually do that? Actually it should be "How many MALAYSIANS would actually do that?". I'm so proud of myself. *wink*