Rats' Day Out.. And Dead...

(Dissecting Kit)
( Rat's coffin :P)
( Bubbly lab partners)
(And the Rat itself)
(The brothers are freaking tall. You can barely see the sisters behind)
(United we stand, divided we fall! hahaha)
( Getting the rats from the bin)
(same here)

(Listening attentively)
(Brother Mahathir)
(Awestruck, LOL)
(please count how many people are smiling here? :P)
( sisters)
(Br. Mahathir throwing the rat to one of the sis XD)
( Don't let your cat get near to the computer screen)
( Passed out)
(Cool!)



(Look at Kak Hawa's expressions, hehe)

(not mine, but a friend's)
(Alimentary canal)
( Liver, Small Intestine, Caecum, Large Intestine, Anus)
(Mousey's beheaded head)
(this is mine, with all the internal organs removed. Not a clean dissection, more like a massacre, LOL. I have no talent and intention of becoming a surgeon, hahaha. )
( Mashed up internal organs, LOL)
(Bloody! :P)

This is so far, the post with the most pictures, don't you agree? :D
The stench really make me nausea. I don't mind the blood though. One sister in my class almost fainted when she carried out this experiment. Huhu.

The Moment You've all Been Waiting For...

Enough said. Till this moment, I can still smell the disinfectant/ Dettol on my hands. And the putrid, foul, nose tingling smelly aroma of the dead, bloody stinking rat would make its appearance out of a sudden. Especially when you're eating using the hands that once dissect and killed them mercilessly. Maybe the dead rats' spirits are taking their revenges on us. I don't know. I've had enough of rats. Thank God I'm in Pharmacy programme. I don't desire to encounter such indescribable, nauseating feelings again!
OK. When the class started, Brother Mahathir asked us, the students to pick out rat from the bin. I eagerly went there. YUCKS! TOO MANY FOUL STINKING RATS!
I almost shed a tear trying to cope with the bloody smell. Yeah, It's.. OK. I'm feeling nausea now.
Then, brother Mahathir asked whether anyone of us brought a camera.
I raised my hand and suddenly, in this firm tone, he said
" OK, OK. Take out. I'm gonna confiscate your camera,"
I was like WHADDAHECK??? But relented on it anyway. But my face is red. Out of shock.
And suddenly. Brother Mahathir held the rat's tail, leaving it dangling in the air and said
" Ok Ok. Come on. Let's take pictures,"
Again. I was like.. WHADDAHECK??? He was just joking right now. Oh my goodness. When he said that he's going to confiscate my camera, my immediate thought was that " OK. Maybe we're not allowed to bring camera,"

Ok. enough writing already. Let the pictures do all the talking. I mean, writing.
Next post...

SAKIT HATI!!!

I want a hard disk!!!
With gazillion bytes capacities!
Just borrowed Sakinah's a.k.a Shokina's hard disk, which contained all the stuffs about Arashi- their songs, videos, shows.
And also downloaded 'Hana Kimi' and TRIED to download 'Bambino' which starred Matsujun!
But to no avail, it looks like my computer internal disk is almost fully occupied.
Not much free space left.
Then how?
Hoho.
I don't care. I'm gonna return the Hard Disk to Sho. :P
And when the new semester starts, I SHALL HAVE a NEW hard disk. Oh dear, I sounded like a spoilt brat.
Ehmmm..
Well, see first whether my dad wants to buy or not. SPOILT BRAT!!!
And I SHALL fill all Japanese stuffs inside the hard disk.
Eii, hard disk is not that expensive, right? Not exceeding RM 1000, right??? :D
Better still, I'll use my scholarship money. After all, it is for college purposes, right?? ;)
Tell me what other ways can I use to spend the scholarship money?
Yeah, don't be surprised. It's still there, in Bank Muamalat Account. Not exceeding RM1000, of course. But OK, right? I politely declined when my dad asked for my bank account number, so that he could bank in some money. Just like most of my friends' parents did.
NO WAY! I want to live independently, that is, BY NOT ASKING MONEY from my PARENTS. I'll just survive with the scholarship money, just like other normal not so rich students do. Not to say that I'm rich, of course. BUT NO! I don't want my parents to scoop out money for my college. I want to live independently. And even in main camp, I will survive with the scholarship money. NOT PTPTN! That's the reason I'm taking Pharmacy, LOL.

Anyway, I digress.
Yeah, I need a hard disk. Pronto. To feed my over addictions towards Japanese Dramas, Musics, and J-Pop IDOLS! ARASHI!!!

Ok, next post! :D

55th Post!

55th post already?? Are you mad, Sarah???
I bet I can hold the world record of blogging too much in a month.
Mind you, most of them are more than 200 words.
Another seven posts, and April 2009 will be the month with the highest posts to date.

LOL

My English sucks.
Don't bother to correct the grammatical errors and incoherent sentences.
As long as I know my English sucks, that's just it.

Indescribable and bored...

I'm all alone in the room again, as Syidah has classes to attend,
Yours truly is fasting today, gonna break it at the end of the day,
I had a wonderful dream last night, a dream that could last all night,
I'm still smiling at the thought of it, oh how very peculiar indeed.

I'm stuck. I don't care.
I dreamt that someone who claimed to be my mother's friend brought me to a camera shop.
And she asked me to choose whatever I wanted in the shop!
I asked her, is this for real? And she said. Of course. Just pick whatever you want.
OK. Nikon DSLR, here I come! Hohohoho.
And she paid for it, seriously!
In the dream, I kept on asking myself. Is this a dream? I hope it's not!
Oh yeah, it's too good to be true. Of course it's a dream.
And I even met Nigel Barker! The photographer from America's Next Top Model. It was like, a conference for photographers.
He saw me with my camera and asked
" Is this yours?"
I replied cynically " Yeah, why?"
And he said " Nothing," and walked away. How mysterious. Either he's jealous or something is bothering him.
And off I went to an Opera House. In France kot. And the stage is enormous and decorated with old, vintage, classic decorations. It was dark and gloomy.
There was this actress- I imagined her behaviour to be like La Carlotta. And the opera ghost was mad at her. And blah-blah-blah...
I was the photographer, OK?
And I can't remember whether she died or not. But she did evoke the Opera Ghost's anger.

OK! I'M BORED! Be positive! Practise for MUET Speaking!
And your 8th Bio Lab Report.

Tomorrow we're gonna dissect the rats! Mousey, or should I say 'Rattey' ? Here I come!
Ok, gonna charge the camera's battery.

JEM!

Jem, I know where you are right now. Don't deny it anymore.
You're in KOTA KINABALU!
Hohoho.
You're visiting your sister who's working there.
You want to know how I know? :P
Take a look at my traffic,
From Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, arriving on 'Sarcastic is My Middle Name'.
And I noticed that it comes twice!
First in the afternoon and only just now.
Who else from Kota Kinabalu would care to read my blog??
You're there, Jem. No doubt about it. :P

Random...

My family's coming to KL on the 1st of May. Huhu.
They will fetch me and we will be off to Jengka, Pahang to attend my cousin's wedding. And to help out with the wedding preparations. LOL.
Hoho, nak jadi wedding photographer lagi. Huhuhuhu.
And DBSK's going to hold their concert in Malaysia! Hohoho! I want to go!
Malizah is hoping that DBSK will hold their concert before December, as she'll be off to India to pursue her study in Medicine in that month Huhuhuhu. I'm gonna miss her :(
Arashi, when are you guys going to come here???!!! I want backstage passes too! And Arashi goodies and memorabillias. Hehe. And get Matsujun, Sho, Nino, Ohno and Aiba's autographs. Get their pictures taken with me. Get my picture taken with MATSUJUN! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh *fantasizing*.

Oh yeah enough about them. I vividly remember a year ago, where I attended a wedding of my cousin in Perak. Ahh... One year had passed by.
Oh, I'm gonna be 19 this year. And 20 next year. Seriously? TWENTY??? There will be no more 'TEEN' in my age! ARIENATSUNO!!!
Enough with the dramas. I'm blogging from my room in Block A in ZC. And apparently, there is a blackout going on in Block B and C. There are no lights in the bathroom! It is almost pitch dark! Alamak, I'm hearing the Isyak Azan. Hoho.

MUET-O

Just finished the three parts of the MUET exam. Reading Comprehension,Writing and Listening.
Oh, seriously, it wasn't just difficult, IT WAS HARD!!!
I can tolerate reading comprehension though, as the questions are a bit 'answerable' compared to the exercises I've done in the book. But goodness knows whether the answers chosen are the correct ones. Hopefully. :)

Estimation: Band 5. (Like, seriously? I can get Band 5 if I get at least 10 wrong answers, I supposed, huhu. Memandai aje)

As for the writing part. Ermm. I think that will blow my chance of getting Band 5. The first section was OK. I described the two figures using sentences like ' significant increase', 'relatively stable', 'declined steadily,' etc. The thing I'm afraid is that it might be a bit long. I did one and a half page. And it's not supposed to be more than 200 words. I can't help it! *smile weakly*But it was due to the cancellations I did on some parts of the paper and maybe it is because of my big handwritings. I don't know. Hopefully the examiner will be lenient. Huhu.
The second section is about ICT. The question went on something like this. ICT is the main cause of social ills. What are your opinions?
I strongly opposed the statement of course, backing my own stand with three points.
But then, the clock was ticking and I didn't really have enough time to construct coherent, impressive sentences and just went off writing whatever that came into my head. So, it's not really good. Considering the time pressure. Only one and a half hours? Get real! But I did check for grammar mistakes though. And managed to change them all in the bloody 10 minutes time.
And I did insert some idioms for extra marks, LOL.

Estimation: Band 4

The third and final part of the day was the listening section. Quite contrary to the reading comprehension part, I feel that the real test is a bit difficult compared to the exercises I've done, where the answers given are quite direct.
This, however, turned out to be almost horrendous, particularly on the first section. Which is an interview with the bloody so-called director of Angkasawan program.
I seriously can't figure out the answers to TWO questions. Err, ONE, actually. I know the answer for the first one, but not really sure with the sentence structure, LOL. And so, I just hentam-ed the second question, of which I totally didn't have any clue. The second part is the best. I hope I get all of them correct. The third part was a bit tricky. But I managed to catch some words from the tape. And just fill in the blanks with the words, with appropriate sentence structure, of course. Listening MUET is harder compared to EPT though the tape is played twice. The answers given(from the tape) are not parallel with the sentence of the questions, and thus you have to paraphrase it to make it coherent.

Estimation: Band 4.5 LOL

Trying to be optimistic of course. I'm still aiming for BAND 5! Well, when you scored low band for your MUET, it doesn't mean that you are not good in English. Being good in something, English particularly, is a subjective matter. And it also depends on the definition of 'being good'.
Well at least, I didn't have to repeat my EPT in the first semester. And I was the only student in my class and one of the eight students in Level 6 English who scored a solid A. And my GCE-O Level is A1. Those achievements in English are considered, OK. Not bragging. Just consoling myself, LOL. MUET, you know? The possibility of getting Band 4 and below? Hohoho.
So, MUET is not that important, seriously. It's more like a personal achievement. I salute those who scored Band 6. They are really good. And they have HIGH level of English proficiency. I'm sure that those exempted students like Bun, Julia, Amiirah and Hannah are able to get Band 6.
Well, good luck.

I'm not giving up though. I will still strive my best for MUET speaking. Getting at least Band 5. Huhuhu. Well, that's all from me.

P/S. Just finished reading Ramlee Awang Murshid's Hijab Sang Pencinta. IT WAS BRILLIANT! HE IS BRILLIANT! In fact, I regard him as the most brilliant author in Malaysia. You just got to read his books. Though the ending is quite sad. It really touched my heart. Laksamana Sunan died and it was the time where Portuguese invaded Malacca. You just got to read it to understand the feeling. Hoho.
That's all. Seriously.

Homesickness

I want to go home! I want to go home! I want to go home!
Unfortunately for me, my lovely home is situated quite far from here. Imagine. SIX HOURS of journey from KL to Kedah. That is, if you go home by bus.
I'm bored! I'm bored! I'm bored!
I'm bored and tired of staying in UIA.
BOSAN GILER!!!

I don't even have mood to go out for outings, as if that's going to help to cure my boredom.
I'm bored laaaa.....
I'm even glad if there are lectures being held today.
BOSAN!
What I did is just... Wake up. Switched on laptop, internet. Read people's blogs, which most of them are not updated, LOL.
Then bathroom, then buy food. Syidah's not even in my room. She has classes. I'm all alone and I'm freaking bored!!!
The situation gets even worse in the afternoon. I'm bored. I don't want to just read MUET all day long. I want to GO OUT and SPEND TIME with my FAMILY!
UIA tends to have holidays that contradict with my parents' and my siblings' school holidays.
And thus, I can't follow them whenever they're off on vacations somewhere else. This happened frequently! It's saddening and ANNOYING, YOU KNOW???!!!!
And it's about to happen again.My mum had booked tickets for the whole family to go to Singapore. Air Asia la. It's cheap if you booked a few months early.
And yeah, I CAN'T GO! ARGHHHHHHH!!!!!
Now why did they give us only TWO FREAKING WEEKS of holidays?

Ok, relax, Sarah. Look at the bright side. Next year, you would't have any short sem! :D
And even in main camp. Pharmacy students have different system of holidays and lectures compared to the Medic, Dentistry and Nursing students.
It's the same with what we have right now. Only that they give us 2 months (kot?) of semester vacation before a new semester starts! Yaayy!
As for the others, they are following the block system. Dunno how it works. But I reckon there might be lots of subjects that they have to take in main camp. And that's why they have to take the UNGS here in PJ. UNGS is a main camp subject. Oh well...

I'm worried about Bio Lab all of a sudden. The marks, I mean. We're going to get back our previous lab reports' marks and goodness knows how will I fare. Someone said that students from other classes obtained quite low marks. Ahhh... I hope Bro. Mahathir is lenient enough to give me an A for my overall grade. :D Insya-Allah.

Anyway, two good news coming along. My dad's going to fetch me on th 17th of May, the date of which I'm going to have my Bio Lab exam. He'll be attending a course in KL from 4th to 17th of May. So, he'll be around. Just the perfect time, eh? Before, I was quite sure that I'm gonna have to go back alone as Hanis finished her exam on the 15th. So.. My dad's fetching me! I'll just have to make sure that I don't put the silent mode on my phone and I'm not surfing the net at that time, LOL.
BRING HANDPHONE!!!
And I'm planning to meet Jem straight away after I finished my exam in SM Building. She's coming! :D Alas!
Yup, Jem and the rest of the taaruf committees are going to register themselves on the 17th of May from 9 a.m to 4 p.m.
So, hopefully we can meet! :D
And I don't want to change the current room I'm living in, please! I don't care whether the bathroom is situated at the end of the corridor (which is quite FAR) and I don't care whether we're facing ABC.
I don't want to change room! It's a hassle to pack and unpack my things, stuffing them into the gonna- be- crowded store room. I'm gonna need a large box. To stuff my books. Huhu.
So, I don't want to change room. Well, I hope so. :(. I hope that the mahallah authority will inform us earlier regarding the room that we're going to occupy for the next two semesters.
I hope my cousin, Mukmin, my friends, Farah Humaira and Intan Sabrina and some Convent juniors will get accepted to enroll in UIA.
MUET exam's TOMORROW! *gasp dramatically*
That's all from me.

Alter-Ego...

(Sarah Sarcastic. Please excuse the numerous flaws in my drawing. I drew it using the touch pad for goodness' sake, LOL)

That's Sarah Sarcastic. My Alter-Ego.
I admired the characteristics that she possessed. Unlike me. Both of us are different in several ways.
Sarah Sarcastic doesn't care what people thought of her. She doesn't care other people's opinions about her. She is not afraid to voice out her opinions and she will stand up to her rights and others.
Sarah Sarcastic is not emotional and doesn't let her emotions control her judgment, everything she's doing and make sure it doesn't affect her everyday life.
Sarah Sarcastic is a heartless person.
Sarah Sarcastic is high spirited, unlike me, who is sometimes in a low mood due to PMS, LOL.

Well, that's really me. Sarah Sarcastic is a part of me.
Once you saw the characteristics that Sarah Sarcastic possessed while I'm talking or doing something, that's it. I was Sarah Sarcastic at that time.
And when you see me giving sarcastic remarks out of a sudden, that is Sarah Sarcastic. And when I quickly regretted what I've said and off apologizing profusely to the offended person. That's me.
And when I suddenly can't think of anything sarcastic to reply to those who sneered at me, yeah, that's me. Sarah Sarcastic was off sleeping somewhere.
In the Alter-Egos land.
Who occupied it? All the alter-egos that existed in this world. By world I mean both fictional and reality.
Superman-the alter-ego of Clark Kent.
Hannah Montana- the alter ego of Miley Stewart.
Mr.Hyde- the alter ego of Dr. Jekyll.

Ok, I shall stop. I'm not deranged or anything, LOL. Just a bit emo. I miss home. I miss my family. I want to go home. Maybe I will stay at my grandaunt's house this weekend. Having relatives here in a way means that you are not alone. :(

I'm going to get a RAT! Hohohoho :D :D :D

( It's very cute! It's disheartening to dissect this little creature just for the sake of looking at its internal organs! And let it die! (right??) )

Next week, we're going to have dissection for Bio Lab. We're going to dissect white lab rat. Each of us will get one rat! YESSS!!!!
NO!!!
It's SO CUTE! I don't have the heart to dissect it!
Sarah Sarcastic said cynically, rolling her eyes " WTH Sarah, it's just a bloody rat anyway, be professional for goodness' sake!"
Sarah Sarcastic is my alter-ego. The other side of me, I mean. You know, like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde? I'll elaborate on it later. Proper introduction later.
Sarah Kushairi just ignored Sarah Sarcastic.
Can I just, ok...
Ermm, dissect it, hopefully the anaethesia thing works marvelously, so the rat wouldn't feel any pain and urmm... Can I stitch it back? You know, and not kill it?

But that would have been impossible, right???
Because there will be two parts in the dissecting process. And the second part will be carried out after two days!
Will my dearest gonna be pet rat be able to survive the tormenting 48 hours?
And DIE???
NO!!!
I'm thinking of an absurd and preposterous, ridiculous plan.
You know, making it alive again, just like Frankenstein? And have anyone watched 'Growing up Creepy' where she used the same method to bring her lab frog back to live?

That's absurd of course. Only Allah has the right and power to take and give someone's life back.
In this case, the rat's gonna die, I think. And it's ITS time. Nothing to regret. Dah sampai ajal, huhuhuhuhu.
I'm going to bring the camera and captured everything next week. Yeah, I promise!
Jem jangan muntah tau!

Anyway, is there any animal hospital near UIA PJ?
Can I just send it to 'Trauma dan Kecemasan Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya'? :P

And I'm thinking f naming my gonna be pet rat.
Well, I'm still thinking about it. Jun? :P Yeah, JUN!!!! JUN MATSUMOTO!!!

I'm gonna call the rat JUN MATSUMOTO! Hope it's a male. Can't stand it if there is some trace of smaller rat babies in the womb of female rat. NO!!! It's horrible!!!

Well, if I DO get a female rat (still hoping it's a male), I'm gonna call it JEM! Any objection, Jem? Or do you want to suggest other appropriate names? You'd better do! :D :D :D
Fine, I'll call it Jun Matsumoto anyway! Regardless of its gender!

EDIT: Jem suggested the name 'mousey' to it. She said that it is more animal-ish and less humane.
Well, I was contemplating whether to choose Jun Matsumoto or Mousey. Never mind la.
MOUSEY!!! WHAT A CUTE NAME!!! :D :D :D
I hope the rat's cute though. But I wouldn't have the heart to dissect it then. Insya-Allah, I'll try, Huhuhu.

KL Book Fair

Today, Syidah, Hazie and I went to KL Book Fair in PWTC. It was a bloody exhausting and lethargic experience. And yeah, it was the first time I've ever taken a public bus as a medium of transportation *grins sheepishly*. Yes, I've never taken a bus before. My mum used to drive me here and there. So?

There were a lot of things going on. We got lost in the labyrinth of books, searching for the way out with the immense feeling of thirst, hunger and not to mention, aching feet. We were tensed up, frustrated and tired.

I searched for the MALAY novels that I wanted to have in the 'Alaf 21' booth. I do read Malay novels. Even my friends couldn't believe it. Who are they? To name a few. Syidah, Hazie, Fizah, Aishah, Wan, Siti. Surprised? No? Do I have the 'I only read English books/novels' written on my forehead? I'm an open minded person. I believe that one person shouldn't restrict his/her reading habit towards some categories and genres only. Support your local authors and their books!
For example. I read English novels. Malay novels. Informative books. Motivational books. COMICS like Ujang and Apo? I used to read 'Lanun'. Japanese mangas. BLOGS!!!! :D, magazines, newspapers (tabloids included), etc.
I read everything! I love ALL reading materials and I have a very wide reading scope. I can'tstand it when someone said " Oh, I don't read comics. They're a waste of time," OH, WTH. Be open mindedla dude!

I got my supply of comics (borrowed them, la) from Fizah. Hoho. She enticed me into reading Japanese mangas.

Anyway, I digress. :P

Judging by what I saw in the book fair, of which it was crowded with thousands of people, I can say that Malaysians do love to read. What's with the negative statement saying 'Malaysians don't read much?'

I bought two novels earlier. One is from Creative Enterprise. I purchased it at a bargain price of RM5!!!! And the original price is RM15.90. Imagine, I saved almost RM11!!!

And the second one is from Alaf 21.
As for the third one...Oho, I bought this unexpectedly and impulsively.

Syidah went to the Alaf 21 booth on the ground floor to get an autograph of Siti Rosmizah, a very talented author cum lawyer. She bought Siti Rosmizah's book just before that.

As for me, I was still searching for the books. I got tired and frustrated. The books were not there!

And suddenly, I heard the squeaky and giggly voice of a secondary school girl

" Eheehehehehe. Ramlee Awang Murshid laaaa!!!!"

WHAT? I turned my head dramatically and saw a guy sitting by the table, his back facing me, signing something.

"Eheheheheheheh. Nak beli la buku dia,"

Oh, this can't be! I must get his autograph too! And so, I quickly grabbed a copy of 'Hijab Sang Pencinta', (I've read the prequel and it is AWESOME!!!), purchased it and brought it to the table.
I just looked at him with an indescribable facial expression. He smiled and said
" Assalamualaikum, adik,"
" Huh? Waalaikummussalam,"

He asked my name and signed his autograph on the book. HIS AUTOGRAPH!!!! Anyway, he is quite good looking (for a father figure, I mean). :)

I was speechless. I didn't even wear the appropriate facial expression on my face. Shocked? Surprised? Happy? Might be...

And he handed the book to the guy besides him. The guy put a sticker on the book.

Ramlee Awang Murshid said " Kalau ada masa, tengoklah laman web tu," (You can surf the web address given if you've got time)

I was grinning like a pompous idiot.
" Terima kasih," I said and still grinning. (Thank you)
" Sama-sama," he replied. (You're welcome) and smiled.
I went running and hopping after that, and bumped into Hazie.
Hazie said " Wah, seronok nampak!" (You looked happy!)
I replied nonchalantly " Mesti laaaa," (Of course)

WTH SARAH, you've forgotten to take his picture! WTH ! WTH! WTH! Oh well, tak ada rezeki...

Okay, here it is. The EVIDENCE!!!!



(Love the cover!!!!! :D)
:D

Anyway, my mum would have been happy because I have collected 6 book receipts for her. She wants them for the purpose of claiming the income tax, whatever that is. LOL.

Okay, the total amount I've spent.

1. Transportation- RM6.00
2. Books- RM 39.00. You can get THREE LOCAL BOOKS for the price of ONE Cecelia Ahern's or one Stephenie Meyer's book!
3. Drink - RM 1.00. We bought the tasteless 'cincau' drink by the roadside. The price of foods and drinks in PWTC are freaking expensive. One soft drink for RM 6???? No way Jose.

Total: RM 46.00! YAHOO!!! Less than RM 50.00!!!!

Next time, Syidah and I planned to go to Mid Valley and watch movie. We called it 'Budget Plan'.
We have to stuff our stomach with food from ZC Cafe first. Bring mineral water and only RM 10.
1. Transportation: RM 2.00
2. Movie Ticket: Maximum RM 8.00.
So, the maximum amount we're gonna spend is RM 10.00! Yes!!! Our main purpose is to just watch the movie. Nothing else. The movie'd better be good...

I spent almost RM 80.00 in Mid Valley a few weeks ago. No clothes.
Just
1. Books (again!) and CLEO.
2. Food
3. Toiletries.
4. Transport

And I have plans of going to National Zoo too! Hohohoho. I've never been there before. How pathetic. :(

Jem tagged me!!! OMG! OMG! *cue dramatic action*

1) You just go to your photo folder in your computer.

2) Then go to the 5th folder of photos.<---------It's supposed to be 6th, but Jem said number 5 is awesome.
3) Then go to the 5th picture in that folder.
4) Put the picture on your blog n description of it.
5) Invite 5 friends to join the challenge.
6) Link them in your blog n let them know they have been challenged.

Okay,
( I dunno who captured this. Sorry for the blurry image. The champions,surrounded by ermm...plastic glasses filled with orange cordial) Sorry for the small size. :P :P :P. You can see it a little bit clearly if you distance yourself from the computer screen. :)

What can I say, the resolution is not that good. Resolution refers to the sharpness and quality of image being displayed on the computer screen. LOL

Treasure Hunt competition for Hisbah Siti Mariam. Held in August, one week before Ramadhan.

Group members: Sarah, Syidah, Aqila, Husna, Hamizah.

We won the competition anyway, beating the seniors who were then, unsatisfied and thus went off making hurtful remarks. WTH la, sisters! We won it fair and square!

That is, after going through lots of 'Fear Factor' like tasks. DISGUSTING!

Aqila vomited. Thank God I watched enough Fear Factor before getting involved in such stupid tasks. Each of us got a nice photo frame. It's made of glass. Decoupaged glass. Hoho.

I tagged:

I don't care. Anyone who cares to do so.

Jun Matsumoto rejected me! How could he????!!!!!

Here's a funny story. And here is how it goes.

It started when I've decided to randomly add one person named 'Jun Matsumoto' in facebook. Of course I know he's not the real Matsujun. I can tell whether that person is real or not, based on his facebook profile. Anyone who is rational and not senile will be able to do so. I just added him, the person who claimed to be Jun Matsumoto for the mere reason of...urm well.... Adding! I was feeling random, LOL.

Unlike those irrational irrelevant Matsujun's fans, who failed to identify which one is real and which one is fake.

Hohoho.

And they kept on asking questions like

" Are you the real Matsujun? I like you!"

"Hey, thanks for adding me. By the way, are you really Jun Matsumoto?"

" I like your acting in Hana Yori Dango. You're cute!"

" Are you really him? I hope we can be friends,"

Lame, lame, lame.

Seriously, just because there are lots of pictures of him and Arashi in his photo albums, it doesn't mean that he's really Matsujun! He's a poser.

And you can get the pictures from everywhere. They are even available in Google Image Search :P (My favourite).

And about the tagged picture. Seriously, the tagged friends are not even Japanese. Don't tell me all his friends are Filipinos?

And off I went, cheerfully making a true, yet sarcastic comment on Matsujun's page.

Sarah Syahirah Kushairi said " Get real, everyone. Of course he's not the real Matsujun! LOL"

I waited for several days for the reply from the die hard fans of Jun Matsumoto. I just wanted to see their reactions, LOL. I totally forgot all about it a few days later as I was preoccupied with the hilarious, preposterous, absurd yet entertaining Facebook quizzes. And study, LOL.

And only just now, I've suddenly remembered about it.

I clicked on the friends icon (mcm computer lab pulak), and rummaged through the list of friends.

TADA!

Jun Matsumoto isn't in my list of friends anymore!!!I've checked twice and I'm pretty sure about it.

I can't help but to laugh as it is indeed, hilarious!

Oh yeah, I've been deleted by Jun Matsumoto as his friend! And it means that Jun Matsumoto has rejected me! Hohoho.

That's too bad. I would love to know and read the sarcastic and unsatisfied remarks they had or would have given me.

Again, that's too bad, Jun Matsumoto's poser, as the truth is now out. And you deleted me as your friend as you're afraid that the rest of the naive, idiotic people who thought that you are Matsujun will have difficulty in swallowing the bitter truth. And that they will delete you as their friends. Better still, they might just removed you from their top friends. Muahahahaha.

So much for trying to gain a cheap publicity and popularity, huh? :P

Jun Matsumoto laughs at such absurdity and says " BAKA! You think you can pretend to be me? In your dreams, sucker!!!!" *cue evil laughter*

He's pathetic, the poser. And the naive, immature fans are equally pathetic.

Me too. Making such a big fuss for such a small matter. LOL. But hey, I'm addicted to blogging. I just GOT to write something.

:D

S is for Sarah

Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real. . .nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

Have Fun!!

1. What is your name:
Sarah

2. A four Letter Word:
Soup :P

3. A boy's Name:
Sam

4. A girl's Name:
Samantha

5. An occupation:
Screenwriter

6. A color: Silver

7. Something you wear:
Shoes

8. A food:
Sizzling Mee, Hoho

9. Something found in the bathroom:
Shampoo

10. A place:
Singapore

11. A reason for being late:
Sleeping?

12. Something you shout:
STOOPID!!!

13. A movie title:
Storm Rider

14. Something you drink:
Strawberry Milk Shake. *drool*

15. A musical group:
Sixth Sense, whoaa..

16. An animal:
Sotong XD. I purposely didn't put Squid, LOL.

I tagged: Everyone in my blog list. Come on, it's a piece of cake! :P

Bored Bored Bored

Just finished my mid sem computer. It was OK. I hope to get 50 above over 55. Hoho. Insya-Allah.
Jem, I didn't kill my blog la. I WILL NEVER kill it.
It was there. I just changed the domain. LOL. And I created a new blog using the sarahkushairi domain.
And didn't you realise that I've put a link in the goodbye entry? It was there. Didn't you realise that you can click on the smiley and that it can bring you to this blog of which the domain had been changed? Try again. The blog's still there. You can click on my profile.
Well, what could I say. I've been a feeling a bit random and bored. My addiction towards blogging is killing me. And it shows that you're not good in finding clue, LOL. Kidding, kidding Jem. Jangan marah. You know that I'm sarcastic. I'm addicted to mysteries and crimes, LOL. And I'm watching 'Kindaichi' right now. Jun Matsumoto. HAZIE called him AJINOMOTO. Anyway, I digressed, haha.My intention was to create some sort of secret passage (?) to my real hidden (not really) blog.
And I wonder who is that person from Bandung, Indonesia who managed to figure out the hidden clue. Hoho.
Well, that's all. Toodles! :)

34th post!

Whoa, 33 posts in just one month! Haha. Okay. This is my 34th post, LOL.

:)

What I did during my childhood and SURVIVED...

I was very active and imaginative during my childhood days ( primary school days). Our house back then had a large backyard. There's the water tank tower and I always climbed on it (not really that high) and imagined on transforming the water tank into a small hotel or library. I just did that by compiling the old story books and magazines, putting them in a small box below the tank, and each of them are labelled 'Sarah's mini library'.

An avid reader of 'Malory Towers' and 'St. Clare's' series, I once set up my room to match the settings in the books. Like, there's the rest room, there's the study room, cubicles, etc. And the victims of the games I planned were-- my dearest siblings. Syafiq, Syazwani and Danial. Oh, life was so good at that time.

I even tried to set up some mysteries. Like, I once had a 'baby doll' of which my aunt bought it for me when I was 6 or 7, I supposed. Due to the influence from some horror dramas and movies that I've watched ( X Files were my favourite), I changed the appearance of the 'baby doll' which my aunt bought by scrawling stuffs like scars using the marker pen. Make it look really untidy with it's smudged face and untidy blonde hair. We pretended that the doll is haunted and thus it must be banished. I put in in a box that serves as a coffin. Back then, there is a big shady mango tree at the side yard. And pandan leaves bushes(?) below it. In a rainy evening(seriously!), Syafiq and I brought the box that contains the baby doll and throw it into the bush. Go away! Don't even disturb us anymore! And later, I found my late grandma used a long stick to pick up the doll back from the bush. She scolded us for throwing that doll. And I decided to give the doll to my niece anyway( my cousin's daughter). Both the dolls (the one my parents bought for me and the 'haunted' doll) are still there at her house. And they are still in good condition (malu, malu). Anyway, at that age, dolls are not my stuffs anymore. I loved mysteries. Hahaha.


And there was the time where I inserted a plank through the small opening of the garden's table. (you can't visualise it, can't you?) And I filled a container full of pebbles and put it at the end of the table. The situation that I tend to create is about an explorer who had to crawl through a narrow hole or passage to retain the legendary jewels (the container of pebbles, LOL).
Another time was when I gained an inspiration to set up an opera house. I read Phantom of the Opera when I was nine. There are lots of tables in one unoccupied site of the house. I arranged the tables properly to create a hole in the middle of the stage (arranged tables). The hole served as the trapdoor, LOL.
Again, the victims of my imaginative thinking? My siblings.


I'm glad that I have lots of siblings. I can't imagine my life without them. Well at least, my childhood life. It would be freaking boring.

There was one time where Syafiq and I created papier mache draculas. We used the crayons to add some effects on the draculas. And we decided to hang both of them on the mango tree. To our surprise, there was a bat flying over us when we opened the door. We told this to mum and she said that we shouldn't create such 'deviant' stuffs, haha.

There was a small Rambutan tree in front of the house. Syafiq and I made our own not-so complete tree house. And we brought our stuffs there. Again, I got influenced by Enid Blyton's books.

I read a lot during the childhood days. There was a public library located near to our house at that time. Mum registered me and Syafiq as the members of the library. I was nine and Syafiq was seven. We would borrow books once in every two weeks and mum is ever so supportive to drive us to the library just to read and borrow books. Sometimes during weekends, she will drop both of us there for us to happily read and browse through books and she will come back after two hours to fetch us. You could say that my mum in a way, instilled and nurtured my reading habits. It is still my most favourite hobby, until now.

I had written lots of stories during primary school. My friends would read them and commented on them. Back then, I was obsessed with Chinese Dramas. Anyone remembered 'My Fair Princess'? Well, I was freaking obsessed with it that I and my best friends back then (Parvathee and Rachel) wrote fan fictions on 'My Fair Princess'. Yeah, 'Journey to the West', 'Movie Tycoon', 'The Good Old Days'. I've watched them all. Back then, Chinese dramas (especially TVB) are very popular. Until Korean and Japanese dramas stepped into the Malaysians' entertainment diets.

I was fascinated with the costumes worn by the characters in 'My Fair Princess' that I went designing them myself. Using the old baju kurung sekolah, handkerchief, scarf and some stuffs. Haha.

I once created my own doll house when I was nine. It is actually a book rack of which I put all the stuffs such as handmade paper and card furniture into it.

Syafiq was the first person to sew a dress for my barbie doll. Unbelievable, eh?? :P
My late grandma had sewn some other stuffs for the doll. Like, the pillow and bolster. I missed her so much. :(

I had 4 barbie dolls back then. The oldest one is a present from my aunt when I was 5. I named her Jessica. During primary school , I was a bit obsessed with barbie dolls that I used up all my money to buy them. 2nd barbie is Jennifer. 3rd Barbie is Sabrina and the 4th and last barbie doll is Vanessa. I have another plastic doll called Lola. Haha.
I had quite a collection of soft toys back then. WHERE ARE THEY NOW???

This entry might be a bit childish and girlish but hey, that's how I was back then. Childish, girlish, imaginative. All the qualities a child supposed to possess.
And once I stepped into secondary school, bye-bye childhood. A new life had begun. I had no time to invent stuffs and scenarios anymore. I was forced to read and studies for 10 subjects. I hate going to school. And as I was slowly developing into becoming a teenager, I had encountered with so many problems. I sometimes hated my life and was quite rebellious. Often, I kept on comparing my life with others. Now, it's Lizzie McGuire and 'That's So Raven' that I watched. I wanted to be like them and lead the live they have in the series. I was so irrational and immatured.

Thinking back, I guesss I was much a better person during childhood compared to the adolescent years.

But as soon as I stepped into Form 4. I have slowly become matured and independent. I analysed things critically before I acted on something. I'm not the judgmental and irrational Sarah in the adolescent and teenage years.

Well, that is me right now. Not childish nor rebellious. I'm matured! MUAHAHAHA (somehow). And I feel that I'm a better Sarah compared to the Sarah in her adolescent years.
I'm going to be nineteen this year. Oh man....

Curry...

Just created a preposterous Japanese name from Farah Humaira's blog.

My name in Malay:
Siti Sarah Syahirah

My name in Japanese:
Arikichiki Arikashikari Arifukarikishikari.

ARIENATSUNO!!! (Unbelievable)

Anyone wants KARI? (CURRY)

Insanity and Craziness, Post-Quiz Traumatic Experience...

ARGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know it's very unlady-like of me to scream out loud either in the virtual world or in reality. Well yeah, I just did, OK! And goodness what perceptions do the sisters next door have about me. Oh well... I'm not lady-like after all. All my friends will laugh for sure.
" Sarah, a lady like person? WAKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!"
I had a great time answering the quiz just now when suddenly, I was confused with the given answer in question number 10. The rest are OK. I'm just confused with QUESTION NUMBER TEN!!!!
I was contemplating on whether to choose WIZARD or DEVICE DRIVERS.
And off I went, choosing WIZARD, smiling all the way from class to room. Satisfied and half confident with the chosen answer.
I opened the door, still smiling...
I opened 'Computing Essentials 2008', still smiling.. and...
WHAT THE HECK??!!!!

The answer is the freaking DEVICE DRIVERS!!!! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO
So that concludes, I know what I'm going to get for this quiz. Huhu, I want to get full marks laaaa.....
Never mind, let this be a lesson.
Lesson? Like don't go online when you're supposed to be studying for your quiz?
NO! This is a lesson that you will remember for your entire life. You WILL REMEMBER that freaking DEVICE DRIVERS need to be installed before some output devices can be used. The name DEVICE DRIVERS is SO OBVIOUS, right???
And that WIZARD guides you through the process of installing DEVICES. IT GUIDES YOU!!!!

Ok, I'm gonna study with all my might for tomorrow's exam.* My alter-ego, Sarah Sarcastic rolled her eyes and said cynically " As if!"
What the heck Sarah Sarcastic! I'll prove it to you! Haha.
What am I doing talking to myself. Well, feeling a bit loony.
My dad's gonna come to see me again! Hoho! He came last weekend. Forever a busy man. LOL

Quiz again! And new layout..

Not exactly new. I've used it before and I've decided to use it again as I've got bored of the previous layout.
There's supposed to be no class tomorrow. But Mdm had decided to let us do the third computer quiz tomorrow morning. Pheww...
Ok, my computer quiz marks had deteriorated.
Quiz 1 : 24/25
Quiz 2: 23.5/25

WHAT?
I don't want to get 23/25 for tomorrow's quiz! NO!!!
But indeed, I'm still grateful. There's one guy in my class who got a mere 7.5/25.

By the way, my mum scolded me just now. She's sort of angry because I haven't called her for like, 5 days. Haha.
Oh yeah, and there's this dude from my Arabic class last semester. I got to know about his blog from Raja Syahmi.
And off I went commenting on his cbox.
Gosh, this guy was hyperventilating, bombarding me with questions like
" How did you manage to find my blog?"
" Not many people know about this,"
" You browsed into whose link list?"

Chill dude. I'm not going to post your 'private' pictures and your most 'innermost thoughts' into some other sites. :P Maybe he's not used to having 'strangers' viewing his blog.
It's a blog, dude. Anyone can unexpectedly stumbled upon your blog, or anyone's blog.
LOL.

New Project...

I know what I'm going to do to kill my precious time and the immense boredom. Mid sem oii!!
Thanks Bill Gates for creating Windows Media Player! Hahahaha *Get a clue*
He did, right?

Nak pergi!

Kuala Lumpur International Book Fair 2009

Putra World Trade Centre, Kuala Lumpur

17-26 April 2009

I want to go. Syidah too. I told Wan about this and she wanted to come with us. Hoho.

You can't separate me from books...

I want to get the authors' autographs as well. :)

So maybe we'll go there on the 18th or 19th. 18th, after we finished our mid sem-I have computer and she has BTQ. Or 19, the day after that.

Or maybe on the 25th or 26th?

25th. MUET.

Oh, tak best....

Jem nak ikut? :P

One of the early signs of an internet addict...

(Syidah with her laptop where friendster page is displayed)

Right after performing the Maghrib prayer, Syidah reached for her laptop. And she didn't take off her telekung ever since, starting from 7.30 something till almost 10 p.m. I took this picture around 9.47 p.m. 2 hours and 30 minutes in telekung! Kononnya nak tunggu Isyak, LOL.

See? Telekung and sejadah. And laptop in front of her.

LOL.

Welcome to the club, dear room mate (Syidah's gonna puke if she heard me calling her 'dear'. Not going to happen in real life, haha). ;P

You're officially an internet addict.

Anyone remember this phrase?

Sarah is an addict who is addicted to the addiction of which she has become addicted to.

That addiction is internet.

OBVIOUSLY ;)

What happened during computer class...

We had our computer lab class in Computer Lab A.

Of course, got internet, apa lagi.. online la!
We opened madam's website and there's a cbox. Apa lagi, spam la!

15 users online.
Aishah enticed me into this, haha.
" Sarah, jom spam,"
" Hoho, okay,"
" Tapi jangan guna nama awak. Kita buat initial,"
" Ok,"
So, I am S and Aishah is a.

Spamming starts. And suddenly everyone in the class started chatting!

n: Zarif, belajar arr
a: s... takut la nanti quiz bio
S: Yo!
S: Relaxla A.
a: haha, kelakarla panggil s dengan a.. haha
a: takut gile..mdm zahalah yg aja sy bio tau..soalan die sgt2 tricky!!
nuura: quiz batal!!!!!
S: uhhmm...proper discussion, a
n: asal quiz bio plak? org tgh frust x dpt jwb quiz 2
nuura: yahooo
a: sape n nih??haha

Aishah asked me " Siapa N?"
I just said " Tak tau. Tak kisahla,"

S: frust pulak..
n: google
S: hai nuura! :-) THIS IS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF ALL!!! I'll explain it to you later, hoho.
a: bahaye la..x leh reveal name..haha
noname: sembang2 y bermanfaat pleeaassee!
a: nuura sape?
nh: thanks mdm for postponing the 2nd quiz
S: Betul tu...
a: bermanfaat la nih =P
n: jgn maen2..mdm fuhaina ada
a: ckp psl pelajaran tau
n: sape a nih?
n: pukul kang
nh: kite kene manfaatkan masa dgn menaip
S: ok, what is system software? :P
n: xtau aku
a: nk pukul lak..sepak kang..haha
z: sje je nk test
a: system software!!nk jwb!!
naktahu: salam.bukak buku teks
alkf...: sape nk hantar soft copy...sile2...
a: enables interaction between hardware n computer?
a: haha..lupe la
naktahu: klu bro hantar kat sape
n: sibuk je nak tahu
S: bolehlah tu..
alkf...: bro anta kat bro laaa...

And madam entered the class.

a: ok lah..tata =)
alkf...: bro yg alim2 2..
alkf...: blaja2...
n: jgn chat dah..belajar
z: ske ati r
z: sori
noname: salam mujahadah!!!
naktahu: dah rehat
z: rehat
bulan: hai!
bulan: eit, kne wtpe?
naktahu: d
n: bulan dok sebelah aku
bulan: ARI NI BEST MAEN BUNYI2
naktahu: tabes dah.

I know some of the people aje. The rest, not really sure. Are you aware that nuura never left a message in the cbox again ever since I said " Hai, Nuura! :)" to her?
Hoho, okay, revealing.
S is Sarah. a is Aishah. n is Nazim. z is Zharif (both of them were in my class last sem. And there are only 4 brothers in the class). alkf.. is Alkaff, but I called her Izzati. She's the class rep. We're supposed to give her the soft copy of our assignments,
I dunno who the heck is naktahu, bulan, noname(I guess it's Nuura), wait ah.. and nh.

Nuura is in fact...

A BOY!

Yup, I said " Hai Nuura! :)" and 'Nuura' never seemed to leave a single message afterwards, kan? Haha.

Itulah, siapa suruh guna nama Nuura? Ingatkan perempuan! Haish! Mana nak kenal semua nama budak perempuan dalam kelas tu? Dahlah ada budak AED dengan Engin. Mana nak kenal!
I was just being friendly of course. I thought Nuura is a girl.

Nuura is the short name of that boy. To make things worse, he's from DARUL QURAN! And Medcy's Dakwah and Tarbiyah's first year committee some more. I know la, since I'm from Lujnah 'Dakwah and Tarbiyah'. Haha. So imagine, a pious guy like him suddenly received a message " Hai Nuura! :)". How would he react? I rest my case as I couldn't stop laughing.

But seriously. Computer class was fun. And Madam is ever so sporting. I like her! Haha.

I'm bored. That's the reason I write this nonsense.
And yeah, I studied an EXTRA chapter, Chapter 5, 6 and 8. And the quiz's gonna come out from chapter 6 and 8 ONLY!
hoho.
Good work, Sarah. Good work..
Dah, pergi belajar!

What happened before computer class...

Last night, I was surfing the internet until it's almost 12 a.m and I suddenly decided to have a look at Mdm Fuhaina's website. I asked her a question regarding the assignment. Yup, she replied it all right, together with a surprising news.
"Group 7, Please be prepared. Your 2nd Quiz is on Tuesday,"

WTH!!! Today is Monday! (referring to yesterday). OMG! OMG! OMG! I sent message to Aisyah and she freaked out too. Luckily I've studied before but this is such a surprising news!
And so, I burnt the midnight oil until 2 something I supposed. When I felt sleepy, I went to the water cooler and splashed my face with the icy cold water. Grr... COLD!

I slept anyway and after subuh prayer, I studied like crazy.
Then, Bio Lab class. As expected, some of us don't know. Even Amina, a foreigner + my bio lab partner+computer classmate don't know about it. And she has maths exam coming up.
We decided to meet Madam after class, asking her to postpone our quiz to tomorrow.

Me, Amina, Kak Hawa and Fathihah met madam in her room.
At first she agreed then suddenly she changed her mind and asked
" Is it necessary to read your book for quiz?"
All of us nodded our head vigorously " Yes, of course, madam!"
And she replied back " Then what's the point of having lectures?"
We were speechless for a moment and suddenly I had something to say
With my left hand raised in style and determination, I said it out loud and clear with an air of confidence "We need to strengthen our knowledge, madam," and everyone quickly agreed . Ya Ya ya.. Madam curved a small smile.
" Well, you have a point there. Ok, let's make it tomorrow,"
Hahahahaha. A simple sentence really. And it changed Madam's mind, LOL.
So, the quiz will be held tomorrow!
Am I supposed to be studying or something?

Old Love and an overly dramatic post

Everyone, meet my first proper bicycle (without training wheels la)

I got this as a present from my dad for getting number three in the class. I was in Standard One and gosh, this bike really holds precious memories of my childhood.
Enough about the memories. I'm getting teared up *drama queen*.
The bike has done a wonderful service. Like, this is the bike where I hit Danial on the head, LOL. Seriously. the scar's still there. My mum was freaking mad! I used this bike to go to kelas mengaji. The bike where Syafiq and Syazwani rode (If I'm not mistaken) and both of them fell into the drain, wakakakaka. The precious bike, la. Don't tell me you didn't know how it feels to have your own bike?
As I grew up, my dad bought us a new mountain bike. And this old bike was left forgotten, but we still brought it together with us whenever dad got transferred to somewhere else.
After ELEVEN years , my mum has made a decision. She told my maid
" I want you to throw the bike away!" Away! Away! Away! That word echoed inside my head.

WHAT?? That sentence struck me in the chest, feeling a throbbing indescribable pain. Hoho.
But of course, If I argued with my mum, she will say
" What are you going to do with it? There are too many bicycles here. It's a mess! And you're going to college anyway,"

Fine. She has a point there. Well, I just took this picture on the day it's going to be thrown away. Sad,sad. I hope some Indonesian guy took this bike out of the trash and mend it. It breaks my heart to see my beloved bicycle being crashed and sold into separate parts to the besi buruk dealer. Hoho.
That's all from me. You'll always be in my heart, dear bicycle.

My name! My name!

A friend, Farah Humaira had her hand on the pen (keyboard, actually, LOL) writing fictions titled 'Ethan and Sarah'.
And when I asked her about the name 'Sarah' ,she admitted that she used my name as the main character for her story. She said she loves my name! OOOoooohhhh (perasan, perasan).
Anyway, her stories: (ermm, stories about me, the pretentious sarcastic :P)

Ethan and Sarah Chapter One
Ethan and Sarah Chapter Two
Ethan and Sarah Chapter Three
Ethan and Sarah Chapter Four

Anyway, I love your name too, Farah. Farah/Sarah is almost the same la. Haha.

I had an adventure, again!

(map of UIA PJ. You can estimate the distance that I have gone through. Click to enlarge)
It's difficult to separate Sarah Kushairi with adventures/mishaps/incidents that happened in her daily life, huh? LOL.
Only just now, I had quite an adventure. Well, for me, that is.

Just because I firmly hold on to my principle of not being a procrastinator, bad things happened to me just now. Oops, adventures! Though I'm quite exhausted right now, deep inside me, I am happy to experience all that I've experienced about 1 hour ago.

Recapping: Tasks this weekend
1. Laundry
2. Bio Lab reports
3.MUET practices -well, studying is a continuous process. You got to practice till the end.
4. Computer -not yet, hohoho
5. print the computer assignment THE DEADLIEST TASK OF ALL!!!

Of course, I don't want to wait until tomorrow to print out the assignment. I don't want to procrastinate! Firstly, I thought of printing it at somebody's room, who offered colour printing service at a very reasonable price of 50 cent! Unfortunately, as I made my way there, the room is dark, indicating that the occupants are away. Cannot procrastinate! My heart said. And so, about 10 something p.m just now, I put on my black jubah over my caftan and went down to the cyber cafe. I switched off the light, everything and I accidentally locked my door without taking the key with me! BLOODY!
Okay, relax Sarah. I quickly went to the C.C. Syuda was there. To my dissapointment, she said that there is no colour printing service in the C.C. Alamak. I went to the guard post of Mahallah Zainab Jahsy. Mak cik Guard was not there! Pergi merayau mana makcik guard ni???

I went to Mdm Asmeza's house. To my dissapointment (again), she said that she didn't hold the key. The key is with Miss Hartini! WHAT???!!! And she asked me to go to the Guard Post near CIMB to get the key. WTH, Next to ABC???

And so, I went there, together with a one ringgit note and my thumbdrive. I was wearing slippers at first and hastily changed to shoes. I walked down the stairs, passing through Busana, Administration Building and all the way through AMF Hall. It was a cold night and I shivered even when I wore 2 layers of clothes. Besides, CFS looks creepy at night.

TO MY DISMAY, Darling Pak Cik Guard was not there! Why pak cik guard likes to wander around huh? Isn't it someone's duty to sit quietly in the guard post??? I waited there for a couple of minutes. Sheesh.. Okay, never mind. I decided to go back to ZC to see whether Mak Cik Guard tersayang is there or not. And I have to climb up the stairs again! Ahh.. Mak Cik Guard tersayang still wasn't there!

I waited in the C.C with Syuda and told her about my 'adventures'. She said that the PLAZA C.C is open till midnight and is the ONLY C.C that has OpenOffice software. Okay fine. I went to the Plaza C.C. Got one guy in charge. Guess what, I only brought one ringgit note and the colour printing service is a bloody TWO RINGGIT!!!

Slightly abashed, I told that guy that I didn't bring enough money and I'll go back to get it. He just grinned sarcastically, WTH.

And off, from the Plaza, I had to climb 3 flights of stairs to get back to ZC C.C and borrowed money from Syuda. And went back to the Plaza again. I'm exhausted!

That was like, 8 times already- 4 times going up, 4 times going down. Midnight Marathon, LOL.

And on my way back to ZC, I've decided to try my luck to see whether the pakcik guard of ABC is there or not. But somehow, it doesn't make sense. Why would Mdm asked me to go and see the Pak Cik guard and ask for ZC's room key? I saw him all right, from a distance and I chased after the beloved pak cik guard, afraid that I'm never going to see him again (LOL).

I greeted the Pak Cik guard, gasping and telling him about my problem.

Just like what I had predicted. HE HAS NO BLOODY ZC'S KEY!!! Well, that's kind of obvious, right? What if the guys stole ZC's key from the guard post and intrude into the girl's hostel? That would have been surreal right?

And off, with a bloody sense of dissapointment and still a bit thrill for having to undergo these adventures, I went up the stairs to ZC (again). Mak cik guard is not there. I slipped my assignment under my room's door and waited downstairs. I walked to and fro around the guard post. My legs got really sore and I waited patiently at the cafe's chair, and at the stone chair in front of the office.

Feeling really tired, I went up to the TV area and I reckoned that I was going to spend the whole night waiting for Mak Cik Guard. Ummu approached me and I told her everything that happened. Both of us laughed. We even talked about Hana Yori Dango Final.

And suddenly, the greatest music I have ever heard

ding dong ding

" Perhatian kepada penghuni-penghuni level satu, bilik 111B, anda dikehendaki menutup aurat dengan sempurna kerana technician akan datang ke sana,"

Yes, dearest mak cik guard is in her office. Finally! I went there and asked for key. She looked mad. Mak cik guards are trained to make the student feel inferior towards them. Not me, though.

" Mak cik, saya nak kunci. Kunci tertinggal,"
" Jadi?" she asked like tak ada apa-apa yang terjadi.
" Kunci saya tertinggal dalam bilikla makcik! " and grinned.
" Asyik tertinggal aje!"
"Mak cik, ni baru first time la!!" (grinned)
" Budak-budak Aisyah tak tinggal pun,"
"Lah, sorrylah makcik!" I said and grinned.
" Nah, amik ni," she gave me the log book.
"Okay," I merrily said. (And grinned). Nak approach makcik guard ni kena sentiasa grin. Baru sejuk sikit hati diorang :P

" While writing my name, I babbled about how I got to go down to the ABC guard post, because Madam Asmeza told me to do so, bla-bla-bla.
and Makcik guard said " Kenapa tak mintak kat principal?"

" Madam takde kunci,"
"Macam mana pulak madam takde kunci? Dia sepatutnya kena pegang kunci office mahallah,"
" Dia bagi kunci kat Miss Hartini," I replied.
" Sepatutnya Mdm kena tolong student amik kunci. Budak ZC melampau sangat kot, asyik tertinggal kunci je,"
I just ignored her. Apa-apalah makcik.
And she saw me clutching my thumbdrive.
"Ni bawak apa ni?"
" Pendrive. Tadi saya nak pergi C.C nak print tapi tertinggal kunci," I grinned helplessly again.
And I saw the makcik's once stern feature slowly curved into a small smile.

"Ni, tak bawak apa-apa ni?"
" Huh? Bawak apa? Tak," I was confused with her question.
" Matric card?"
" Tak,"
" Handphone?"
"Tak," I said lamely.

"Habis tu kamu nak bagi apa kat mak cik? Nanti kamu bawak lari kunci," (she didn't exactly say this but those other students usually took a long time to return back the key to the office. And the mak cik guard had to make announcement, figuratively 'begging' them to return the keys back to her. Bloody those students!)
hek eleh makcik. Macam orang nak sangat.
" Okaylah, makcik amik ni," I put my thumbdrive on her table.

And she curved a small smile again.

" Cepat sikit!"
"Okay, terima kasih makcik!"
I went upstairs to my room, opened the door,
ARGHHH!!!!
I accidentally stepped on my assignment! I FORGOT that I slipped it through my door!
I quickly put my gigantic Campbell's Biology Book over it. Ok, it's ok now.
I went downstairs, gave back the key to her. FUHHH!!!
And I am typing this.

I once said to Syidah " Isn't it great if we experienced lots of adventures like what we saw on TV?"
Well, though it's not really an adventure to those who are reading this, it IS an adventure for me.
I'm looking forward for more adventures! Please!
Like, small crimes? And solving them? Kidnap case? Hoho, I got influenced by Matsumoto Jun's character in Kindaichi Shonen no Jikenbo.

Well, vowing not to procrastinate is really good. But to the extent of troubling yourself, it's not worth it. After all, 3 more days till the due date. Huhu.

Plus, I was alone, at night! No one accompanied me. It's cool. Being alone added to the thrill and adventure! Haha. Jem asked where's my roommate? Jem sayang, my roomie went back home. If she's here, then I wouldn't have gone through all these. LOL

That's all from me. I hope you enjoy my story.

Continuity from the previous post...Random pictures from first semester.

(Bought this book on the first weekend spent in PJ. I've read this like, thrice already)

(Arabic class first sem. Yup, we got that handsome ustaz! LOL)

(IMIU -Ikatan Mahasiswa Islam Utara meeting in SMAWP 3. Met Ath here, haha)

(Husna, my first friend there!The one wearing pink is Syahidah. Both are from Penang, huhu)

(Random picture taken while waiting for my turn during medical check-up. Siapakah empunya rambut cacak itu? LOL)

(Zainab College. View from my room)

(Badminton court. Syidah and I once played badminton here from 9 p.m to almost 12 a.m! )

( Night view. Hoho)

Actually, I took quite a lot of pictures but I have deleted some of them. Well, there's more. Let's see whether I have the free time(tak blh blah!) and mood to do so :D )