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I’m back in Penang and recharging even as I type this. Literally recharging, because my Mac is plugged in to a socket and my iPod is plugged into my Mac. It’s very lame, I know.

I attended Ee Pheng’s wedding on Saturday. First wedding I’ve ever attended. It was really sweet, and I imagined my mom going through the motions when she was my age. And it must have been a bit sad for her, because her wedding was in Germany and nobody from her side could afford plane tickets to see her get married.

And it occurred to me how nobody in my generation has gotten married yet. None of my cousins and certainly not my sister or myself. My brother is the slight exception to the rule, but it wasn’t really a wedding that happened, was it?

I laughed at the lame jokes. Haha.

Q: Why does a man open the car door for his wife?

A: Because either the car is new or the wife is new.

Hahahahaha. Eheh. I’m laughing by meself. How sad is that?

Me out.

Lately I’ve been really relaxed about everything. Exams, work, the car thing, relationship stuff, life in general

I’m inclined to think it’s a good thing, no? I have come to this point where I think I can’t do anything about anything anymore. Dead end. And yes, I suppose I could pick myself up and try some other kind of solution for whatever it is that’s bugging me, but I know ultimately nothing I do will get me where I want. I cannot make it on my effort.

And that is such a calming thought. That knowing. Realizing that things don’t have to be so hard. So yes. I’m letting go. Let Him take over. I’m too tired with the struggling to do things my way. My exams were chilled out, the 40-day fast is about to start, I’m moving on like I should be, I’m heading back to the lil ol’ island for some r n’ r and passion’s coming to town. 5 subjects next sem. Truly wonderful my life is. Lol.

Me out.

I totally crapped up my theories of media assignment. I’ve never gotten so low for an assignment before.

Gone are my chances of an A-. Darn it.

Me out.

I feel sick. Hmm. After coming back from Urbanscapes yesterday, I really do think that smoke makes me sick. Yuck. I feel like coughing all the time now. On a lighter note, Urbanscapes ‘08 was awesome! I think Seven Collar T-Shirt was the best act, because their sound didn’t suck unlike everybody else’s sound. But I did dance along to Bittersweet with Adeline in tow, simply because their tunes were just so danceable to. I liked They Will Kill Us All’s set too, because it was just plain fun music.

Awesome awesome awesome. I really do think that there’s hope for the Malaysian music scene after all with all this talent running rampant in KL. Estrella weren’t so great, I think they sound lots better on CD. Oh well. Probably they’re not really experienced playing on stage like that.

I want to blab on and on, but really this post is only helping me stall for time because as usual I have a flood of work that I need to finish. Sigh. I wish I could be sick for maybe like 2 days and rest and rest and rest and not worry about anything for a little while. It gets very tiring.

Me out.

You know what’s the worst?

When you try to stand up and the room starts spinning around merrily in wide, loping circles. It makes you feel so horrible. Like all of a sudden all the weight of your body is concentrated in your head and it’s trying to make you keel over and crash on the floor.

That sucks. And I’m feeling like that now. Darn it.

Me out.

And so I am thinking I should be writing something meaningful right now. Like. Now.

So ok. I will. I am in love with Athlete right now. British emo rock. Hahaha. And I want to go see Mono. But I’m broke. And I want to go to Urbanscapes. But I’m busy. Dang.

And Dima telling me about her flute classes totally makes me miss my sax classes. Those were the days. Can you imagine, being taught all about sax (hahahaha) by a guy named Santana? But he was pretty good. I entirely credit my vibrato to his teaching.

Anyway. Athlete. Yes. My meaningful thing of the day. I shall now proceed to do something that I actually loathe other people doing, because I hate it when people have nothing to say and use other people’s lyrics to say it. Bah. Hyprocritical me.

I know we need to talk
but I can’t catch my thoughts
Insides gripped scared of what you’ll think
Words I can’t repeat
could change all we’ve got

Trading air once more from the start
I can open up a thousand paper cuts
People hear what they want to hear
but they won’t change a thing
no they won’t change a thing

Disarm myself
I don’t want no one else
All I want is you
All I want is you

But I suppose that’s why people use lyrics to express themselves. The words are just so damn right. Yup. I really do think I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Me out.

I am a lazy pig. Who should look a bit like this:

Those are earphones if you still can’t tell. And they are kitschy cute. At least, I think so. And they pretty much look like how I am feeling now. A pink pig of a girl, connected only by music. Hahaha.

Me out.

As per my title for today, I lack energy and am in a state of mental and physical weariness. And I have work to do. Very lucrative work for a work-at-home college student, I might add. But then again, I’m too lazy to do it. I much prefer reading tech blogs and looking for things to buy on the Internet. Which is terrible because I shouldn’t be spending money that I’m not actually making.

I always thought looking at stuff would encourage me to work, but it only makes me want to look at more stuff. Haha. So. Lassitude.

I am physically tired alllllll the time. To the point where I’m too lazy to drag myself out the house for class, too lazy to drag myself to the kitchen to make anything to eat, too lazy to get out of bed.

I am mentally tired. Too weary to think of anything deep or intellectual. Too tired to make the effort to advance the knowledge in my head. Too drained to learn anything new.

I think I don’t like the short sems. Too weird a timetable. I want a car. A Viva would be nice. Though unfortunately it has a butt the Myvi puts to shame.

Darn it. Everybody’s doing something useful with their lives and learning how to change (or in Calvin’s case, dominate ) the world. I’m not getting anywhere with mine. Bah.

Me out.

It is Father’s Day now.

Where are you Dad?

Me out.

And so my mom sprung a surprise on me Sunday night. I was just casually talking about the usual things we talk about on the phone, my room, food, relatives in Penang and Germany, cars: hers and mine (when I ever get one), the status of my scholarship application, money, IKEA, college, Frisbee our dog, random things in the world like petrol (which come to think of it isn’t very random at all, is it?) and other stuff. I was telling her about my list of wanted gadgets and actually the iPhone came out. That somehow changed into iPod Touch halfway along the conversation. Weird, but completely necessary, considering the circumstances. 

Now I was looking for something that would help entertain me in college when I’m bored, give me the ability to check my email whenever I wanted, let me listen to music, maybe watch a video or two and other stuff, like calculate things, read ebooks and do other very productive tasks. It really did seem as if an iPhone was the answer to my problem, but I really didn’t want to get one and use it illegally. If your unlocked iPhone gets toasted somehow or other, Apple Service Centers in Malaysia won’t even be able to accept it for repair because the iPhone isn’t officially available here. And that was the thing that put me off. Lemons just happen, and they always happen to me. :( 

Then I thought of the iPod Touch.

This fantabulous device which will let me do everything except call people and talk to them. I’m cool with that. I can still send messages. You know, SMS-ing through the Internet. Like Digi lets you SMS 3 times every day for free on their website if you’re a Digi user. I’ll be able to do everything I wanted, still keep my nice red 3G Sony Ericsson K610i and get 32GB worth of space to boot. 

Of course that’s better than an getting an iPhone outright. Goodness knows when it’ll come to Malaysia. I heard Japan will be getting their stock soon, but other than that, no sign of news until they announce iPhone 2.0. 

And if it ever breaks (God forbid!) I’ll be able to get it fixed at any Apple Service Centre. 

But that’s not the story!

The story is, that my mom suddenly asked me if I really wanted it. And of course, you say yes to that kind of question. And then she said she’d wire me the money and I could ask a friend to get me one when he goes over to the States. And I was so happy! I kept looking up links for iPod Touch applications and how to jailbreak my soon-to-be new baby. And of course, it’ll be a boy. iPods are boys. :) 

But my friend said he wasn’t sure he could get one for me. So… I went to where all the geeky girls go to look for stuff. Low Yat Forums! And I found an iPod Touch for RM1500! Oh my gosh!!!! That’s RM499 cheaper than in stores. Man. I love Low Yat, whoever you are. Haha. So I’ll probably get my new little guy on Thursday. And when I do, look out world here I come! :) 

Haha. But seriously. Don’t get an iPhone. Everybody has one nowadays. Lol. Or if you do, make sure it will stand out from the crowd, or you’ll just look like a groupie who wants one cos everybody has one. 

I’m happy and I’m waiting and I can’t wait for him to get here. Then.. I’m gonna caress his beautifully designed body and load him full of apps and dress him up in a GelaSkin and let him sleep next to me at night. Teehee. 

Me out.