Of Complaints.

Why do I have to get "cha-ed" for the good things that I do? Almost everynight in my room I curl up on my bed not feeling happy...

Why is it that when I need someone to talk to you are always not answering my calls? It is either you are too busy doing something or sleeping. Takkan you don't have time for me meh? =(

I wanna blog and express out all my innermost feelings but I am just too afraid that some information might leak out somewhere or worse, could it be that my dad has been stalking my blog all along? NO WAY I DON'T WANT THAT TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME.

Bugger, I have a report due tomorrow and I have not got a single clue on what to write. I have to come out with a proposal soon for my upcoming Rotaract project right after convo.

Somebody just needs to stop acting so sweet and nice but turns out to be a complete bitch behind the scenes. No, not just you, but a few. Stop being bitches. So not up to standard.

And stop telling me that whatever I write in this blog is childish or harsh or whatsoever. It's my blog and I can write whatever I want whenever I want wherever I want!

Blogging Again @ the Aimst Cyber Cafe

Here I am sitting in front of an old computer in the Cyber Cafe of my good ol' varsity. It's good to be in touch with what's happening around but this time I don't think I'm really a fond of being "famous" socially like how I was. It wasnt' very pleasant though.

So far so good. Yesterday was our first day of orientation week and it was long and boring. However it ended in the afternoon so I had time to return to my apartment for a nap. But I had one of those severe menstrual cramps again so I had to lay in bed and moan and groan and roll and flip and yadayada. Nicole came over and talked for a while but after that she handed me some paracetamol and I had to continue sleeping. I skipped my lunch, so she bought me a bun to keep me from being hungry. So sweet of her. Love you!

Went to CF at night and I was so surprised that about 70% of the members are doing their Foundation studies this year. Wow. Really big group. But anyhow after CF I went up to Nicole's apartment and hung out with the gang until 1.05am.

I got up at 7.45am. But I only managed to drag myself out of bed at 8.25am. Got dressed and went down for breakfast. Then Nicole, Sang and I decided to hang around at Central Square and do some shopping, since there is no orientation for the day. Right. I wore a black MNG basics tank top and a black quarter pants. I got stopped by a guard. He told me in front of all the students, passers by and pedestrians that I cannot wear like that. I told him that I AM NOT GOING TO ENTER THE BUILDING. But he kept nagging me until I got fed up I just walked away. I AM PISSED THAT AIMST IS STILL AS CONSERVATIVE AS EVER! Or maybe even becoming more conservative. Argh!

So that left me to hunt for an overcoat at CS. Unfortunately I didn't get to buy any overcoat at all. But ended up getting myself a nice pair of black skinny jeans, a pair of black pumps and a GC belt. Simple and nice. Hmmn.

I shouldn't be wasting money. My shopaholic habit is not done with me yet. Shoo!

Wanting the declaration of freedom from Aimst,

Milo.

Back Again.

Alas, I'm blogging again. God knows how long have I been abandoning this blog. But then again, I'm back in Aimst again. This time doing my degree and I'm gonna be here for the next 5 years or so. Doing my bachelor in Dental Surgery (BDS).

I got here around 11 something in the morning. Started my journey after sending my sister to school. Okay let's not talk about my day and all.

I'm depressed. Like, really really depressed. Not because I'm coming back to Aimst to do dentistry. I'm grateful that God gave me a chance to come back and further my studies, otherwise I wouldn't know where else to go. I'm sad because I miss my pie. I'm sad because I just realized how rotten I treated my parents while I was back in KL and now they are sacrificing so much for me just to get me back on track. I just took too long to realize how much they've done. I'm sad because everything is so uncertain. Yes, the future is very very unpredictable. Especially how the way I see it. And then how my lecturers are gonna be like? That's another concern. Because the degree programme is so much more different than foundation. Also, will I be able to adapt well once again here? For the next five years? I'm so fed up with my insecurities that I just wish to roll them up into a ball and chuck them into the drain. Yes, I think a lot. And one thing that I am so frustrated about is the bloody bugs that are loitering around my room! I've killed about a fifty of them by now. Is it even bug season? They just can't seem to leave me alone, can they? The scars which they left on my skin last year have faded, and now they're gonna come back. My skin ain't good at all. So it's gonna get really sensitive once I get my scratchy hands on them. And I don't have a broom in the house. Gah...

Alright I think I better get to bed. My first day of orientation week starts tomorrow at 8am. Good night peepz and do pray for me ya? Thanks.

Wishes that God would guide everything for her,

Milo

Specless.

Okay, recently I got myself contact lens.

And this is how I look like.

Yikes!

Total korean / japanese!

Oh Yeah! My Newbie Baby!

I'm on budget.

So this darling here will do.

Muakssss!

It's either the black, or the orange.

But they don't have black no more!

=(

Lifeless Days.

I want it all out!

Argh! Sometimes I just couldn't tahan the pressure. Day by day, it's the same thing. Blah blah blah. Can I get out of there?

Oh well, I went out to Sunway Pyramid with Pie yesterday.

And I only managed to buy stuffs from a few stores.

MNG, Body Glove and Forever 21.

Thank you, darling.

Miserably, I have to go back to work tomorrow.

Taking my sister along with me to work out in the gym in the morning. Provided if she wakes up in time. Damn it.

Anyways, I think I'm going to bed. I hate being frustrated just because I'm PMS-ing.

My Aimst Offer Letter.

Thank you, God. 

Thank you for allowing me to be accepted into Dentistry back in Aimst.

I hope this is what You want me to do.

I'll study hard to make You proud.

Please guide me as I walk through the hundred times tougher than Matriculation road for the next five years.

Don't leave me, God.

I need You to walk this five years' path with me.

I trust You, Lord.

Thank you.

=)