No worries. We have ID!

ID MANA??? TUNJUK ID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! roar!



NAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! TENGOK!!!! ID!
HAPPY?





HAPPY :) *thumbs up!

Dreams really do hold significant meanings.

*Dream opens*

In a hall. Dark. Tables all around. But organized. Rows of tables and chairs with people. My own uni mates no doubt.

I was sitting in the center. Not sure if it was really the center of the center. But center enough.

And who else better to be by my side but him.

Laughing, and joking. My usual self.

Then suddenly everything turned darker some how. Was it the lights that seemed to dim or was it just the sudden shift of atmosphere.

Eerie it was.

What has happened?

Panic ran across their faces.

You shouldve seen their looks. It will haunt you for life. Just as how it is doing to me now.

And he vanished. Just like that. Leaving me alone.

The people started shouting.

"WE'RE GONNA DIE! WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!"

Boy. Its still ringing in my ears.

A group of people, tho i had no idea who at the time, were walking towards the building. The building I am in. The building that I seem to have an attachment to.

As I look at the ever growing crowd from the window of the pitch black hall, fear took its toll.

"I dont want to die. Not just yet." I whispered.

And I took off. Running and running. Searching for a place to hide. To shield myself from the coming onslaught.

Oh yes. I remember it now. I remember seeing flashes of people being stabbed from the front and the back. I can still see the fountain of blood sploshing out. And its predators. Just watching. Laughing. Merciless. No. Even Satan seems to have more compassion than them. Satan does not damned the innocent. Neither does he mock at their fall.

What are these people?

MURDERERS.

I also remember hearing the miraculous tales of those who survived.

I could be just lucky enough to survive.

*opens new scene*

I was not running alone. There were people. A few of us. All so scared.

I decided its better to go alone. Scary yes. But common sense can tell you that its a much wiser move. The risk of getting caught will be less.

I had to break free.

I silently deviated from the group. But only after a few turns, I got caught. By someone. A man. Tall. Slightly rounded. And there was this 2 girls following him? My age presumably. Who are they? Especially this particular tall, short haired girl? I feel like I know her. And that we share a secret. So deep and so true.

We shared this secret. Of meeting in a place. If ever we were separated for any reasons. That we will meet there. To know if the other half is still alive.

That place was Seremban KTM station.

Why that place?

What does it mean?

Could it be because Seremban was the last stop for the train?

I dont know.

I whispered to her, "Remember our promise. I'll meet you in Seremban," and dashed out of the toilet while the man was taking a leak.

I needed to go alone.

*open new scene*

I was still running. God only knows how many flight of stairs I had ran. Funny thing is. I kept running up.

Up & up.

Not daring to look down.

I kept running till I was tired. So tired.

And it was then I saw a small crowd. My friends.

They were protesting. They were shouting something. With banners and what not.

They were prepared for death. They knew it was inevitable.

I must had lingered there for too long.

I saw THEM climbing up the stairs.

God help me.

I was so scared. Very very scared.

Then I saw her. In the middle of all the crowd. The back of her.

She looks so familiar.

Who is she?

I ran to her.

Disregarding my safety. And my life.

Its now or never. If I know her, I could be saved. And I could save the others.

I took the plunge. I jumped off the cliff.

"Hey. Don't I know you from somewhere?" I asked as I held her by her shoulders with one hand. Her back shifted as she slowly turns around to face me.

You.

That one girl I've always been envious about.

Pretty. Smart. The most dazzling yet natural smile. And that witty side of hers.

"WHY DO YOU WANT TO KILL US?" I asked. Tears already streaming down my cheeks.

As soon as I said this, the others stopped in their tracks.

And they too turned to face me.

I know them. The same group of people I was always intimidated by for close to 2 years now.

Wha...t?

"My dear. We do not w ant to kill you. Any of you.. Why would you think so?" she asked.

*opens new scene*

"We owe you an apology. HE owes you an apology too."

I turned. And there he was. Looking just as he did before.

He took me by the hands.

Led me to that same pitch black hall where all this started.

As he pulled me into his arms, I trembled.

He opened his mouth to say something.

But i heard nothing.

*close scene*

What he wanted to say I will never know as my dream ended so abruptly as how it started.



I've always believe dreams are places for us to act out what we desire to the most. Things that we dare not do in real life as people will judge. As they always have and forever will.

Everything that we dream about is always related to real life. One way or another.

But sometimes, dreams can be signs. Signs of the future perhaps. Signs that God chose to leave us with so we can make right decisions. Walk down the right pathway.


Was this a sign?

I have so many self interpretations about this dream.

I guess we shall see. Won't we?

So ok la. Exam is creeping up. Must start focusing.

STOP WITH ALL THE ONLINE SHOPPING CHIRSTINE!

*WHACKS SELF WITH UNDERUSED NEVER USED MOUNTAINS OF CLOTHES.

The metal tin lockers can barely fit my all my clothes. Mehhh....

Will do something about it...........

In the near future.

Ok. Perhaps not so near.

But soon.

I promise.

No really@!

What?

Dont believe me now do you?

Why the hell not???

Oh yea..

*smiles sheepishly.

Whacks self.

Again.

Too many "Boy Cried Wolf" episodes.

hahahaha.

Will tryto change that too.

I swear!

But then again.

haha.

Wtf am i doing?

Suppose to be studyin.

PHARMACOKINETICS.

Yea. Baby.

Omg.

This is fun.

R you still reading this?

You are effing free man.

Heres a sweet.

Thanks for the efforts.

Whoops!

I cant give you a real sweet coz...

This is the net.

And Im not functionally and mentally right.

Wthell were you thinking accepting sweets from someone mentally ill???

I could've poisoned it for all you know.

Muahahahahaha.

Ok.

I shall stop.

Really.

Dont miss me too much :)

Till next time luv!

Mwauakkkssss....

Bad bad karma....

Last week, on Thursday night (or Wednesday. Either one), right after dinner, I was teaching Angie and Eve bout the word POK KAI.

No. Not the "IM So POK KAI" punya Pok kai.

Its the "WAH... POK KAI till can see her panties" punya pok kai.

So, there I was, screaming POK KAI and pretending to fall to give visual representation.

So imgaine... Walk walk walk. Falling intentionally. Laugh laugh laugh. Walk walk walk. Then fall again. T____________T

Guess what happened the next day?

I ter POK KAI. Twice.

So. Guess what happened when I said "I AM SIBEH STRONG. WONT EVER GET HURT ONE LAAAAA".

"AIYA.... SO WHAT IF I SCARED OF NEEDLES? IN THE END I WILL BE THE ONE RANDOMLY POKING PPL AND BE TOTALLY IGNORANT TO THEIR PAIN CAUSE ITS NOT MINE! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!"

Karma happens.

HHHUUUUAAARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

*screams for another 30 seconds.

30 seconds later.

"WTF DO I DO NOW?"

What. I dont get cuts that often ok.

"Should I call mother dearest and ask her what to do? OMG OMG! HELP!"*reaches for my beloved Sonny Ericsson*

----------------------------
Angie (codename Doraemon): Shouldnt you rinse your hands with water first to remove the excess blood?

T_______________T

I knew that.

STEP SATU.

Rinse.

STEP DUA.

Wipe (try not to be too lazy and wipe on a 3 day old towel. T____T)

STEP TIGA.

ahaks. I knew you are gonna say put plaster!

BUT YOU'RE WRONG!

Have to find plaster box first :p

STEP EMPAT.

Ask friend for assistance to open the plaster box.

STEP LIMA.

Ask friend to pose with SUPER ADORABLE Plaster (which you cant see clearly yet).

NAH...

See my plaster so SIBEH CUTE.

STEP ENAM

Lekat.

FRONT VIEW:

BACKSIDE:

STEP TUJUH (finale).

Camwhore with Saviour.

Thanks Angie! ~BLOWS KISSES~

(Blardy stupid chipped mug.)

Balancing Act

So what if i was abit agitated, hormonally unbalanced, mentally distracted and just plain bitchy today?

At least I have great frens who would stick by me thru thick and thin.

Suck that.

BLUUUUEEEEEK.

I am as happy as a flower. WTF.



Peace be with you all.



Hmmm. Im crapping AGAIN. Sigh..

Damn you female estrogens!

Oh. Thanks nerd for withstanding my bitching. I chia you eat lou po beng later okay? :)

The Pride.

Julian Jansen Goh,

Im SOOOOO PROUD OF U!

Slowly but surely you are making a mark nation in the fashion world.

Cant wait to see the pictures for your upcoming fashion show! Im sure it will be fantabulous =)

Dont forget my wedding gown you promised to design!

*helping you publisize. FOC summore :) See im so effing nice..

*smiles innocently.

Dare you sleep alone now?

Going Down Swinging

Oh boo.










You are leaving me already. T.T








It seems like only yesterday we've just met.

Remember the good old times we had?




Our marvelous acting/dancing/singing/dress up skills we had? :P Oh, and not to mention your FANTASTIC BALD hair-do XD

I was dressed in a Bidayuh outfit btw, which was so big, the skirt keeps slipping down. Mind you I was unprepared and was wearing the normal innerwear and nothing else underneath. Thank god it never made it down all the way T_____T Else it wouldve been a tsk tsk tsk sight.



Though we were in different kompeni s, we somehow managed to find time to sneak away from out busy groups to have a walk round the camp. Ze long chats never seeemed so long till we heard the Trainers running towards us shouting "Lelaki dan Perempuan tak boleh dekat-dekat!"

We werent in that close proximity, I swear! :)



The Delta boy.


Even after the whole NS experience, you still managed to get hold of me (im quite a tough person to get hold of as I usually dont facebook/friendster/msn/reply sms/pick up calls) and make a few trips out together.

The famous Chicken Cordon Bleu which you introduced and made me hooked on to it ever since.

And that time you went to Australia for your brother's graduation and got me A SUPER HUGE SUPER CUTE PINK BUNNY and mini koala bears as accompaniment, passing it to me in the middle of the shopping mall. And made me carry it all the way home T___________________T

Aww.... Shyuks... Shy d...

But i absolutely ADORE it =)

And I would never forget the day you asked me to go to your MUFY Graduation dinner in Sheraton. And paid for my everything.

I hope you'll reach your dream of becoming an air pilot in Australia. And definately will keep in touch. Dont you worry about that.

So all the best TOM!

Take care and make Australia S-H-A-K-E!

Luv,

Christine

=) (=

KTM?

Train station? Yes. Your eyes have failed you not.

Christine went back economy style.

Seeing Monday is a holiday, and friday class have all been pushed forwards (and backwards), KL's a calling.

I wanted to take the bus back. But apparently all the tickets have been sold out and whats left are midnight buses, which i refuse to take. Rape cases and all. Not to mention most gerai makanans at the rest area would most probably be closed too (how am i going to tame my monstrous stomach then?).

So train I took.

RM40 it costs. Inclusive of a bed.

Departed at 8pm.

Despite people telling me over and over agian that its a 10 hour journey (yes yes i know), I decided that wtheck rite. I mean, wont it be sadistic to never be able to enjoy our very own Malaysian built train.

We've tried the bullet train in Japan, and that other bullet train in Shanghai, and the underground train in Singapore, but never the Malaysia Boleh one.

So here goes.

I stayed in the Second Class compartment. Upper bunk. So i got a pretty good view of the whole train, and practiacally every person who passes my bed and try to peek through the curtains
watching me do absurdly wu liao things like talking to the window T_________T

This position wouldve benefited me well if there were actually good looking hunks on board. But it seems that train usage is definately a Malay favourite.

Nope. Not my bunk. Some unknown random space which i decided to snap from my lookout tower.

T_______________T



Paid the toilet a visit.


Awefully dirty. And it stinks!

It was so small that I could barely move my non existant ass around T________T

If you thought Aimst cubicle was small, then this would be an ant hole.

Now, I shalt show to you my sleeping compartment.

TADAAAAA!

Yeala yeala. I know. Messy. I slept in it what.

Theres even a mini reading light which burns your fingers and make you wish you werent that stupid as to touch it. @.@



"Touch me and BURN"

No, this is not some random guy I decided to snap a pic cause im a psychopath.

And no. I did not take this picture to show that im not a sadistic loser who has to take the train all by myself.

Ok fine. It was mainly becoz of that reason =.=

We shall work on those cam whoring skills again Cheng Foong :)

Tata!