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Saturday, February 24, 2007

I'm adopted!!!

Ok. I'm not. But I felt like I had just been told that I was when I foun out about this. I had one of those my-whole-life-has-been-a-lie moments!!

Here's what happened...

After the dpressing day that was my birthday, I went home and took a nap. When I woke up, I had a call from my mother. She was calling to say happy birthday. We talked, and talked, and suddenly she said

"Oh it's 5.58 am here. The exact time you were born 22 years ago."

I was puzzled. I said

"It's 5.58 am on the 23rd of February. I was born on the 22nd."

And then there was the news..

I was actually born on the 23rd of February!!! But because I was born 2 minutes before 6 am, they recorded the birth date as 22nd of February. See, apparently, according to the system, a day starts at 6 am. So according to the system, I was born on the 22nd, and not the 23rd.

I was shocked shocked shocked!!!!!

All these years, I wake up at 5.58 am on the 22nd every single year (well.. not every year. Whatever) to wish myself happy birthday, and now I found out that I've been doing that a day too early!!!

But come to think of it, I now have all the rights in the world to celebrate 2 birthdays- 1 legal birthday, and 1 actual birthday. So basically, my mom's birthday gift for me this year was another birthday. I'm the luckiest person in the whole wide world!!!

Anyways, I'd like to thank everyone who remembered, and especially Liza, Sven, Jon, Adelheid, and Hilmi for the cards and the presents. Oh and my mom!! All the cards and presents are perfect perfect perfect!!!! Not to mention sweet sweet sweet!!!

Thank you all...

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Thursday, February 22, 2007

I just turned 22

It's my birthday!!! I hope I'll have a great day today.

Last night, I realised something - I'm inlove with this city!! So I'd like to dedicate this hopefully great day to my new-found love,

London.

Especially the Bloomsbury area.

I'm counting on u today, London, help me have a great day!!

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Saturday, February 17, 2007

Well rested and fucked!!

It's Saturday, which means it's the end of reading week, and i'm only starting my lab report. I haven't even looked at my maths assignment. I just checked my accont balance, and I'm totally broke! I'm also having this huge desire for a cigarette!!! I've tried it twice, an I want more! Does that mean I'm addicted?


I'm so fucked!!

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Sunday, February 11, 2007

Am I Difficult? : The Turbulent Journey towards UCL Malaysian Night 2007

So here's what happened:

Whn leaned that some inexpperienced douche-bag is directing the show, I decided not to be invloved.I wanted to write the script, but I didn't want to be in it. When I spent the whole summer tryin to write it and failed, I tried to pitch my story to the production, and get someone to write it. I happened, just not the way I expected. So baically, the script sucked, so they picked another one, which also sucked.

Strike one.

After that, I decide not to audition for any role, but I'd be glad to join the musical numbers. But they convinced me to do a part, which hardly have any lines at all, promising me a pretty sweet deal - I can decide when I want to go to rehearsal. Well, it was literally one line. Who needs rehearsals right? But because the director is a dumb-ass HO, the producer asked me to come anyway and help him. I didn't want the show to be bad, so I agreed to do it. So I have to come to a lot of rehearsals, and after the christmas break, when the rehearsals for the musical numbers started, I was in UCL from 9am to 10 pm every single day. I was exhausted!!! One weekend, I attended a rehearsal, along with Iedil, gave directions to the cast, as the director was simply not there. So basically, we were doing his job. A few days later, I learned that while Iedil and I was doing this slutfaced ho-bag's job, he was in Italy. On a vacation. Asshole!!!

Strike two.

It didn't stop me from being committed to the show. I routinely come home every night so exhausted that I go straight to bed. One day, when I was holding tears back as I tried to do my coursework, I realised that it's just too much. The fact that it takes me about 1 hour to go to school and another hour to go home just made everything worse. So I quit. I just couldn't take it.

About a week later, Farahana called me and convinced me to come back. Before that, I was told that despite my quitting, I was going to be on the program, as part of the "Creative Crew" that consists of the peple who's doing the worthless piece of shit(the director)'s job. I decided to come back as there's only 2 weeks left, and Farahana conviced me that I won't have to come eveyday. On my first dy back, Fizan convinced me to portray my charcter as gay, instead of a boring, mute P.A. I actually had fun. I didn't even mind that they made me come to rehearsals everyday, despite being promised differently.

In the final week, I started feeling tired, so I leave rehearsals early, etc. I had to. I just couldn't stand arriving home at midnight every night, feeling exhausted. On Thursday, the day that I had to endure 2 hours of bus ride in the morning through the snow, while trying to complete the two long courseworks due the next day, Hanna, the producer, showed me the Program. I read the director's thanks you's, and didn't find my name. I assumed it was because of my quitting earlier. You see, people thought I quit because I was sick of doing his job, and was trying to act all diva. I was acting kinda diva-ish, but that's not the reason I quit. I quit because I was simply exhausted. Whatever. People only see what they want to see. I continued going through the program, and found the "Creative Crew" team. To my surprise, I was not there!!

Strike THREE!!

I was pissed off. I told Hanna, and she told Farahana, bla bla bla. I was to busy to be upset. I have coursework to do. I told them we will talk about it that night at rehearsals. I called Liza to ask her opinion, she said she'd be pissed off too. That night, at rehearsals, no-one bothered to explain what happened, let alone apologise. I was beyond pissed off. I left early to finish my coursework. People thought I left early because I was upset about the whole Program thing and again, being the Diva that I am, I left early. I did mention something about walking out if they don't come up with a good solution for this mess. The truth is, I had to pull an all-nighter to get the papers done on time. On my way home, I sent a long, bitchy text to Farahana expressing my disappointment on the whole situation.

The next day, after all the craziness of Chemical Engineering was over (for now), I went home to sleep. I was tired from staying up all night. At 11pm, Liza called me, asking me why I didn't come to rehearsal. I didn't know there was gonna be one. At that point, based on Liza's tone when she asked me, I think people were conviced that I pulling another Diva stunt over the Program book fiasco. I wasn't!! I wanted to but I wasn't!!

The next day, I hesitated about showing up at the theatre. It was too late to find a replacement, and my not showing up could ruin the show. I decided to go anyway. I was thinking that leaving the show an hour before showtime would really hit the spot. I didn't. I behaved. I was nice to everyone. I even apologised to Farahana for the bitchy text, after she explained to me her situation. I did give silent treatments to some people. But I behaved. I did the show, and I was cooperative. I was even being nice. I smiled to people. Seriously, being nice to people when u're pissed off is not a picnic. Especially when u have to be around people u're pissed off at!!

Now that the show is over, I have to admit I'm still upset. The thing that really pisses me off the most is that I don't even know who I'm supposed to be pissed off at. I don't even know what I'm pissed off about. And now that the show is over, no-one will care. I will never know why the "Creative Crew" didn't include me, The stupid director gets credited for othr people's work, and people will always think I was difficult to work with. I'm pissed off. I'm beyond pissed off. Throughout the show, when I see all the tiny little details tha I came up with, I felt like crying. I was so upset. No-one will ever know that came from me. They'll always believe that stupid-ass dumb dumb did all that when he didn't.

Honestly. Am I difficult?

P/s: I know you will say this just my side of the story, and it my be biased. Ther's nothing I can do about that.

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