Friday, March 19, 2010

Wackiest Friday in College.

Well, not exactly the right word to use but I have a very limited vocab, so I used "wacky" as an expression to describe the Friday, (yesterday) I had.

The usual morning class was, of course, usual. (duh!) Had physical chem lab till 12pm (theoretically) and went back to college to have lunch. After that, me, Azie and Elina took a cab to Mid Valley. Before that, drama ensues as they were not gung-ho enough to stop a cab. XD Anyway, we still manage to hop on one and got to MV.

We headed straight to Gardens' Red Box for my very first Karaoke session. (Don't 'huh' me, I know you don't believe) Tommy was there awaiting for the arrival of "VIP" guest. After checking into our assigned room (Room 49 is my memory serves me right) and there were all these buttons and gizmos waiting to be tempered with. Of course, if you have been to a Karaoke lounge, then you will very well know that the place is awesome, well, unless of course you went to a lousy one, which I can't help you as it if beyond my ability to provide aid and thus making you not satisfied and unhappy and complain a lot about it... which like what I am doing now. *DEEP BREATH*
Anyway, we started singing our hearts and lungs out especially my favourite song, Kris Allen Live Like We Are Dying. XP Then there were so many yells and screams rather than songs and melodies. We sang for 3 hours... for quite a reasonable price. (If I am not mistaken it's < RM10) I have only 1 word to describe the entire event, FUN! Just for your information, but I think you'd already know, I CAN'T SING!!! Although all the while I agreed and said I can't sing, but this time I really mean it! Hearing what I was doing in the lounge made me realise how horrible and terrible I was. XD OK, enough revelations for character profile.

Moving on, we rushed to take a cab back to our college. Upon our arrival, I rushed back to my room, showered, make up (just the hair), dressed up and all ready for MAK phase 2. Looking at all the handsome young men and gorgeous beauties waiting for the "carriage" to depart, everyone was so excited to take pictures and commend one another. I, on the other hand, was not as stylish nor dashingly handsome, was only confident to take a couple of pictures. "When the clock struck 12pm", (metaphorically means when it was time to get that ass on the bus or I will ditch you all and let you stranded and starve in college) we got on to the bus assigned to us. To add to our misery, we had to wait for another 15mins before departure, oh and not just that, to "horrify" things, we were stuck in a jam for 20mins. When we managed to get out of UM, we had a fun ride in KL. Not bragging when I said that my friends asked me about KL landmarks and that I answered them, but I also feel "pai-seh" when I don't even know what USJ stands for. XD Our destination was Wisma Felda at Ampang. Taking a joy ride from UM to Ampang opened our eyes to KL,seeing fields, skyscrapers, landmarks, graveyard.... scratch that, and many other things.

It took more than 1 hour to get there. When we finally got down, flashes of light started, you can literally see starts on Earth itself. If you are dense like me then you'd probably not understand me. Anyway, the place was grand and gala. There was a red carpet rolled out to the front door, an archway with artificial roses where girls loved taking pictures there, fountains outside where you can hear streams of water flowing and gushing, spotlight of multicolours shined brightly. No doubt that during these sort of events, paparazzi instinct will start, there is always cameras, actions, dramas, talks, laughters, flashes of lights, "friend-hunting", loitering, pacing, staring, thinking, drooling... Pardon me, i was carried away. Back to topic. As I walked into the magnificent hall, I searched for my table, and sat down. Thinking of not "rotting" away by blank staring into space, I seeked out my friends location, joined them for a chit-chat before the VIPs came. Oh, did I mentioned that they gave clocks as souvenirs. *GASP* Typical Chinese will think "WHAT THE F***! WANT TO DIE AR???" Ya la, I know not nice ma. Nvm lor, don't take lor. So simple. but anyway I took on cuz the design was nice and it was practical for me. XD

Moving on, the arrival of VIPs and before munch time, they had a real good gimmick. The hall had ceiling filled with lights, making them shine like stars as you tilt your head up to look in the dark. The cameramen took footage of it and was projected on the screen. Everyone was to amazed that they took pictures of it. Unfortunately, I didn't. Don't ask why, cuz I myself am not sure why. Probably I was too mesmerised by it... starstruck? Haha. Then the food arrived... in the most fashionable method, where waiter/tress took candle-lit plates of food and did a formation... pretty. We feasted on the food they prepared and left the plates with nothing but bones and decorative. (Who eats decos anyway?) Then, like all previous years, award was given out to people, lucky draw sessions, performances and many other programs. But what is shocking is that the photo-taking session is never over. The camera starts to roll once more when tummies are filled. People can take pictures from one end of the hall all the way to the parking lot and to the bus stops.... EVEN ON BUS ITSELF!!!

What frustrates the committee members will always be the reluctance of people to follow instructions to get on to the bus. Argh, what the hell, who listens to them anyway? My memory is much more valuable than some bus trip back to UM. Hypocritically to say, I avoided picture-taking groups... Reason? Not needed to be mentioned. After committee members repeatedly reminded us to get on to the bus, we finally got up and going. Oh, but the drama does not end there, we still had wacky fun time on the bus, we filled the bus with ONLY OUR LAUGHTER (bet everyone is annoyed by us).

Oh, I bet that trip was miserable to others except us. XD Well, after all those energy-sapping activities, I drew my very last once of strength to type this out. So before I turn in for the night, I just want to appreciate all that has happened today. All new experience I had today was awesome.

Alright, my eyes are as wrinkled as a dried raisin. Better sleep now.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Dr. Fish's Therapy

Last Friday, I went to TimeSquare with my "family" as some of them wanted to shop for 60's clothing. So I just tagged along, for the fun of it. We took the cab, train, walked and any other possible ways to get there. Bla-bla-bla, lets skip all the crap on eating, talking, laughing, coughing....

Now here is the interesting part. *Glee* As Along and my new found Angah was shopping for elegant dresses, "Mommy", Adik and I went to the nearby shops and found people feeding themselves to fishes. They (the fishes) were hungry bunch of suckers that nibbles onto people's legs. Then comes the attendant lady: " Dr Fish therapy, let your leg have smooth skin, very good...." and goes on with her chatter with Thai accent, trying to convince and persuade us to try this... this... this... errr... what do you even call it by the way? ANYWAY... (up to your calling) we tried it as the price was very reasonable, RM 5 for half an hour. The attendant said since we are first timers we can get offered at such low price.

We washed our legs, feeling curious and excited since it's our very first time volunteering to let some fishes snack on our legs. We were asked to leg the bigger ones "eat" first before letting the little ones feast. So without further hesitation, I soaked my legs in... To my horror....... IT WAS SO DARN TICKLISH THAT I SCREAMED!!! Embarrassing? YES! Good experience? "YES!"...and no. They weren't fishes, they were little "electrocutioners" that excites you. Sensation wise, its like ants crawling all over.

Oh, the "horror" was not yet over. In fact, that was just child's play. Haha, get it... big fish, child's play?? Ok, I am being lame... (simply because I don't wanna continue on to the smaller ones that are literally swarming in the bigger pond) But for the sake of your entertainment, I shall proceed describing How I Tortured Myself Experience.

Before I jumped into the pond (not really jumped in but before I stick my sensitive legs into the pond) I say these tiny version of the bigger fish. In my mind, I thought "how bad can THESE be compared to the bigger ones. Should be no problem lah~" Did I just screwed myself or not? So there I was with "Mommy" and Adik. They stuck their legs in first and through their facial expression.... F-O-R-G-E-T I-T. All I hear was screams and squeals. But I am going to pay it. RM5 is not a small amount, I can eat 2 meals at warung.... Fine! So I braved myself and.... lift my feet above the water. To my HORROR!!!! THESE ARE NOT FISHES!!!! THEY ARE HUNGRY LIL SUCKERS LIKE LEECHES THAT HAVE NOT BEEN EATING FOR 1 YEAR WAITING TO SWARM TO FEED ON YOUR LEGS. All their mouths were above water... right underneath my feet, awaiting for the arrival of a main course meal, willing to come on his own. (You know, when I am writing this, I feel like I am an idiot.)

Anyway, I drew all the bravery I have in me and dipped my legs in.

(Sorry, I shall not describe what happened here. Use your imagination and picture there were screams, squeals, yells, Oh-My-Gods, shrieks, dramas, tears, slapping, thrashing, rubbing, Oh-Mommy, HELP~~~, finger biting, laughter, camera, joy, sadness, torture and many other mixed feelings in the whole process)

All I can say is that, there was not one, but millions of mouths nibbling on your leg, each "bite" will send an impulse from you leg to your central nervous system a.k.a your brain, where the impulses will be "sorted out", interpreted, then another signal will be sent back to your motor system back to your leg and tells you... no... SCREAMS TO YOU "BLOODY HELL! PULL THAT F***ING LEG OUT YOU DUMBASS!!!" (Form 5 Bio knowledge, under nervous system. Read up if you wanna know more.) Let me tell you, each sensation sends an impulse up to your brain. Imagine a million impulses shoots up to your brain at one go, all zaps in and out, clash here and there, amplifies and destroys each other... I tell you, your brain will fuse and confuse you, the mixed feelings at one time at your leg... EEEKKKK, AAAHHHH, OMG!!!! was the words that I could utter.

Oh goody, here comes Along and Angah. New victims to be tortured. Wanna see more dramas? Please go to Facebook and check out yourself.

Oh, did I mention when I got used to the... "Hell", God sent a "messenger" to us for torturing? XD That's right, we manage to convince a foreign lady to join us. WEEEE~~~~ Fun ain't it? Oh, the screams and shrieks... ear-piercing is the right word. We literally extended our hands to "comfort" her (and she crushed our hands). Slowly at a time she dipped her leg in, each time screaming EEEKKKK.... AAHHHH....NNNOOOO.... And all we could do is "Madam, calm down. Here, take my hand, slowly...slowly...slowly...""EEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK" *Laughter*

Oh it was a really good experience letting "Mother Nature" "cleanse" you. After the whole event, I noticed my feet was indeed... not smoother, but cleaner. Less dead skin were seen at certain parts. Hmm... maybe they are wonders of nature after all.

Well, that ends this episode of our journey. The rest, not so interesting, except where I got stuck at the Monorail and had to join my "family" again since I cant "join" my family. Confusing? I thought so. So the drama continued with Adik's ear-piercing, late night returns, hand mime practice, exhaustive night, and good night sleep.