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nothing
cold beer
my nails
depressed
bedroom
Voices in my head
None
Google
11:37 PM // December 20 2005
No one
the sky
nothing
clear
a blue whale
Hmm... so much to cover... ah well, I'm covering this weekend this time.
So, on Thursday, did my Biology A2 practical, which, I must say, didn't go so well. According to my Biology teacher, if we're lucky, we could only get a single A in the whole class. Well, life goes on. Went off to the cafeteria with Jian Han, he bought mineral water and we went to the one and only place where we hang out most of the time in college - the student centre. Watched people play table tennis, showed him this really good guitarist that I met the other day. It's funny how guitarists seem to get to know each other. I myself have known so many of them in college and in secondary school. Seems like we tend to click together. Wonder if this happens with other instrument players. So, usual stuff, met people there again, talked to them. Had to go through this really disgusting gay talk between Jian Han and Derek. Derek's showing off how big his wheenie is, but we all know that he has literally nothing to be proud of. Wish I had a picture to show you guys, it's really hard to put in words, given my crappy english expressions. So, usual stuff, lunch in Medan with Jian Han, Leonard and Kusha (he's from Iran, a really funny dude). Rained when we were eating. Went back to college after rain. Went back to the table tennis table to see the guys playing, hoping that it'll be our chance soon. That chance never came to us.
This was when I started my 2-hour plus journey back home. I missed 2 trains! First one left while I was paying at the counter for my ticket. The second one left while I was buying a drink! Anyway, after 21 stops, I finally reached Seremban. It's really good to be back home again. Got home, did my usual stuff, left my bag on the floor, took out some stuff, ran to the computer room. Buddy, my black Labrador hopped up to get a look of me through the window. She's such a cute doggie :) pinched her cute little face. Got back to my room, picked up my classical guitar, practised a little (I'm a guitar freak, remember?). Got back to my comp, installed the Sims 2. It was a really good game! My male Sim actually gave birth to this green baby. It was hilarious, I tell ya.
Whole night was spent playing Sims 2 and listening to my father's super long lecture about Friday's interview. Frankly speaking, nothing much went into my head, all I did was pretended I was listening and nodded my head occasionally and asking a few questions and running off blowing my nose. Went off to sleep around midnight.
Friday morning, I was woken up by my mom sweeping the floor, banging the broom stick on my door. Looked at the clock, almost 10am! Jumped out of bed, the outside clock showed 7.40am, hmmph! That clock in my room has been showing 9.40 for the past one month now, maybe I should change the battery sometime later. Anyway, had breakfast, listening to father's long lecture again... back to the comp. Watched a little of tv then got ready and off I go again on a 2 hour journey back to KL on that dumb ol' train. Train was horrible. The air conditioner was broken! Imagine 2 hours on a slow train, on a hot day, and you having flu. Reached KL at around 3.30pm and had lunch there. Finding the hotel proved to be an easier task than we imagined. The Westin Hotel was beside the Marriott Hotel! On the outside, it really was a plain looking hotel but inside, it was a totally different story. Got into the hotel at around 4.10pm, checked where my interview was. Went to the business centre, only to see this pleasant woman waiting outside for her son who has gone inside for the interview. To be honest, I was starting to panic there, wished I remebered what my dad told me before this. Anyway, I kept my cool, took in at least 30 deep breaths before the interview.
This funky looking bald guy came out, squated down, looked at the names of interview-ees (?) and called out my name... Leon here? He's a nice fella. Anyway, he led me to this really dark room with a table lamp and introduced me to the other interviewer. The interview started off with "This is a friendly talk"... wow, this really calmed me down. Wrote my name on a white board and he asked me to stand against the wall while holding up my name up high and took a picture. The interview was smooth! Wasn't the typical interview that I've been for. This one really made me feel comfortable. It was all over within 30 minutes.
Went to Mid Valley after the interview. My was that place crowded that Thursday evening! Supposed to buy a book in MPH but I never got to find that book. It's funny that they don't showcase a book that has just won the Booker prize a week before. Anyway, it was back again on the train back to Seremban. My father actually got to talk to this British chap who said that he has been in South East Asia for 10 years now. Travelling a lot here and there. He seems to be a really interesting chap.
Nothing happened on Saturday, just computer games and tv and the guitar. Oh, oh, oh! I've found this really good version of Goodbye Pork Pie hat that uses all these jazz chords. I'm pretty new with this jazz chords stuff, they're super hard, I tell ya, I would play a fast solo anytime and not do a mind boggling jazzy progression with all those odd chords. Augmented with an added 13th, flat 7 sharp 9th. Weird stuff, I tell ya. It's a great song, for those of you reading this, do check out the original version by Charles Mingus and John McLaughlin's beautiful guitar version. Watched Seabiscuit in the evening, it's really hard to say this but the ending really got tears in my eyes, it's a great movie. Watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy at night. Funny, as usual.
Sunday was very much like Saturday (well, I'm lazy to type actually). A very distant relative died on Saturday. Cremated on Sunday. Mom and dad went over to see but I stayed at home. Got a lift back to Sunway through my cousin's husband. He's almost 40. Imagine the gap between us. Talked about everyday stuff in his car. It's the first time I'm talking to him actually. He's really friendly.
Started typing this blog 40 minutes ago. Think it's full of crap about me talking mostly about nothing. I guess that's why I don't blog very often. I still can remember almost every detail of the last 3 days of my life and I've got no idea which to write down and which to leave out. That explains why my blog hasn't been updated for the past 2 and a half months now.
Oh, happy Holloween to those who actually celebrate it. This wishing has come tad too late but better late than never :)
Bettina blogged on 7:58 AM
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