Bubblelicious

i'm well into the second week of my infinite holiday. the first week was spent bringing joey to "touristy" spots so that she can support the local fashion and textile industry. four days of trudging shopping malls can make anyone crazy, especially if the person in question is desperately saving $$ for her trip to HK. back to the main topic, this is my third day in sabah, my beloved birthplace, with my mom. we went straight to the Imigration Office the minute our plane touched down in kota kinabalu to do my passport. apparently, there's a really stupid law that states all east malaysians have to go back to whatever ulu hilltops they came down from to make their passports. does that mean sabahans and sarawakians are not malaysians? why do we have to return to our respective birth state to make a M alaysian passport? anyway, as i sat down to wait for my turn in the Immigration office, i felt a REALLY strong vibration... the entire row of plastic chairs were shaking. wa...

since i don't have exams or assignments anymore... i've probably lost the priviledge to wail about being stressful ever again. but somehow i am really stressed out whenever someone asks me about my job (or lack of in this case). NO i haven't found a job yet... and NO i haven't start hunting and YES i am allergic to jobstreet.com. i'm perfectly contented to relax and enjoy before i sell my soul to my future employer. all these questionings are seriously affecting my bowel movements because i have been constipated for the past few days. speaking of constipation, its a really unpleasant sensation to have. that's why constipated people walk around looking generally pissed at nothing in particular. imagine how "pissed" i look considering the amount of food i have eaten for the past week. ooh...now that we are on the subject of food... shall i tantalize ur taste buds? looking at it just makes me drool all over my keyboard. the best spicy beef noodle and por...

ladies and gentlemen, i am now officially a statistic that contributes to the percentage of unemployed citizen of Malaysia. not for long though because i hope that someone rich decides to make me his wife and shopping in KLCC would be my new occupation. oops!! did i just blurt that out? anyway straight after my last exam paper on tuesday, i have been busy catching up on lost time with fellow mmu-ians. will update soon with loads of pics *muaks*