Abang Burn Burger Bakar In Sunway?

Well finally ABBB has expand their colonization to Bandar Sunway.. Which of course where your's truly is.. So, here's my feedback on this particular well known Malaysian Local Burger Vendor.. hmm where to begin?

Conversation Skills (1/10)
First of all, let's start with Conversation Skills. This is because the first thing we'd do is to ORDER. Which of course meant, workers will have to converse with us the customer in determining stuff. Yes? Moving on, here's a little extra information to ABBB's pioneer, SUNWAY, is an integrated city. One of the prominent area where FOREIGN students out-numbered the LOCAL students. Which meant, they DON'T speak BAHASA! I came to ABBB's Sunway branch on 10/11/12 approximately 7pm with my friend. She's an International Student. Even thought she MAY look INDIAN, the workers seriously CANNOT assume! What your worker did was she insisted on conversing in BAHASA! Even after I insisted on conversing in ENGLISH. Yes! As a Malaysian, I know it is my duty to be proud of my country's national language and should be using it as a medium of conversation to a fellow Malaysian. However, it really wouldn't hurt to INSIST on ABBB's workers to equip themselves with the ability of conversing in ENGLISH. Also, when my friend wanted to ask for a FORK, the workers were either PRETENDING to NOT hear what she ask for OR PRETENDING to NOT understand English or, they truly DO NOT understand ENGLISH. This has caused my friend to complain to me "THEY DO NOT FREAKING UNDERSTAND ENGLISH! HOW THE HECK DO I CONVERSE WITH THEM?!" Well, let's just say, she was not a happy customer. Thus that's the explanation for such low grading for conversation skills

Not a Happy Customer...

Speed (8/10)
Speed got such high score is because I didn't have to wait that long to get my burger in front of my face.

Speed was good but didn't get full score because... BTW 13  was my lucky number...

Environment (4/10)
Okay, this is a bit tricky. First of all, I do understand that ROCK CAFE is an open air place. Which makes smoking with in the premises is LEGAL. But in this particular context, since I was seating near the vendor's serving/meal preparing area, ABBB's workers who were NOT exactly on serving duty was just sitting around and were emitting more smoke than the British's chimney during the Industrial Revolution. NOT A GOOD IMPRESSION to make.

Menu & Pricing (5.5/10)
Well the menu was good and that's where most of the score are derived from and considering that the burger patty was homemade, the price "seems reasonable". Understand that the double quotation symbols NEVER meant anything positive. Please keep on reading to understand WHY I think the menu's proximity of describing the burger was the larger contributor for the scoring rather than the price being "reasonable" enough.

Burger (5.5/10)
I ordered the Cheesy Beef Suprimo. Cost me RM12.50. This particular burger's description was cheese slice and cheese sauce. Also since it's called SUPRIMO, it was meant to have ONION RINGS! Tell me where is the ONION RINGS in this picture?

I DO NOT SEE ANY ONION RINGS.. =.='''

Yeah I thought so too.. There ain't one. Before I go any further, let me tell you a secret... I have been observing this burger stand for quite some time since I discovered that ABBB had opened in Sunway. What I saw was, these beef patty was PRE-COOKED. Which meant it was on the grill in bulks. So when order's up they will only re-heat it on the grill then put it in the microwave oven to have the cheese melted then it's ready for serving. The repercussion for this particular culinary crime? Instead of having the burger being JUICY on the inside, it is as DRY as a saw dust! Thank god for those mayonnaise and chilies sauce, who made the burger less insufferable. Honestly, for such a reputable burger vendor, the experience was rather disappointing.

The Patty in particular, put DRYNESS aside, was okay I guess. It was well seasoned and I do appreciate the amount of black pepper in the patty. Also, nice touch on that deep fried oyster mushroom. For that, the burger gets a-good-enough-score at 5.5

So... overall score for Sunway's ABBB's branch? 2.4 out of 5.

Heed this ABBB's pioneer, I am just one person but my blog are viewed everyday on an average of 100 views. There are room to improve on everything that I have commented on. I hope these improvements are to be made visible within the next few weeks.


Regards,
Farcella. M

Being Stupid vs. Giving Chance

Well title? It's a topic that is close to my heart that’s for sure. If ya’ll read my 3 previous blog posted on March, April, one on early May and another on early August, obviously ya’ll would know what I would be talking about. Before I go any further, here’s a question for ya’ll to think about, “When a friend do you wrong more than once over the same thing, would you give them another chance?” So yeah, think about it.

There has been time when second chance is all you need and sometimes the term “after the second chance if they repeat the same thing, it’s not a mistake, it’s a choice” applies. As ya’ll would have read on Karma, these two friends I held so dear to my heart came back. In June, right after getting an apology text from Ronn I kind of broke down. Like literally. I cried again after a month of trying to build up the protective wall I had put down when I was friends with them then. So obviously, the first person I could think of was Sookie. And she, like the friend I know she is, had already anticipated that I would look for her. So upon receiving my text, she simply says, “Yes dear, I know. He’s been doing this to almost everyone. He’s trying to make amends to everyone. He even sent one to “her” for goodness sake. Major ugh! Anyways, why don’t you give each other a chance?”

It took me a while to actually really honestly to give him a chance actually BOTH of them a chance. I had to ask just about everyone who actually knew what had happened then to give me perspective on what should I be doing now. I spoke to my big brothers, Nikita, Megat, and even my Mum. Obviously all answers differ. But, my favourite answer was from big brother Hustle. These were his exact words, “It is up to you to either give them a chance or you can always tell them to f*ck off. Either way, just make sure that what you decide to do, you will not have any regrets in doing them.” At this remarks, got me thinking real hard. I did wish that one of the wasted days that they would want me be their friends again. I know I sound really desperate and fact that neither of them are not even my boyfriend is just plain sad, but I do have to agree on Brendon on this. I just love my friends too much. They meant too much. They matter too much. Either back then or even now, I may not mean more than a speck of dust to either of them, but they do mean a lot to me. It’s weird really. I mean, I’ve been friends with other people a lot longer then I know these two. But compare to most of my old friends, somehow, I care about them a lot more. That’s why I did wish them back. Thus, I did decide to give both of them a chance.

Over time, I honestly have to say I was a little bit bias towards Wilson. Okay! Scratch that. I was a more than just a little bit bias. I don’t know why but there are times when I did actually agree on Wilson's logic when he explained why he had to take the measure of leaving. Don't get me wrong, I still do agree to it. But after few occurrences that happened these past few months, I only agreed to a few part of the whole thing. And I still stand by my motion that they have to just give it a chance for a ONE LAST TALK. A civilize conversation without anyone screaming on top of their head, giving sarcastic remarks, mean remarks, begging, or even crying. One final conversation, where it consists of two very civilized, matured, hetronormative gentlemen with a composed manner and emotion, sorting everything out for once and for all.

There are times when I do feel like when I give people who wronged me more than once, chances, a do over, I felt like I’m being nothing but plain stupid. I keep convincing myself that ‘this person has changed, this person will no longer disappoint me, and this person will never again break my heart.’ But over and over again, life has proven me WRONG. Out of 10 that I have given a chance for a do over, only 2 that would prevail. Only 2 that will never again repeat the things they did to me.

There are times when I was treated as disposable goods. People, let me get this out straight and loud. I may be detachable, but, doesn’t mean that I am disposable. I tend to NOT want to be attached to anyone because at the end of the day, we’ll go our separate ways anyway. There is no such thing as forever. There is only “... until the day I die.” But somehow, after I have out grown my purpose, I was as worthless as a broken hair pin. Disposable and replaceable for a better once. And when I am once again needed, all these kind of people have to do is just summon me and I’ll be to the rescue. Although they would only think of me no more important than a speck of dust on their shoes, over and over again I will respond to this summons. Just because they are my friends. Doing this, drives Nikita, Sookie, and Megat crazy. They believe that I shouldn’t waste my time, effort, energy, positive energy and emotions over things and people that would only make me return to the dark corner again. I do agree. BUT, I couldn’t help it. When I make someone as my friends, I plan to keep them that way. I don't plan to transform them into my enemies or worse strangers with memories in my life.

Life’s too short to be transforming friends into anything negative. Birth is our beginning, death is our destination. The journey to the destination is what we call life. It’s the journey that makes our destination less frightening. Because when we finally reached our destination, we are already wholesome and content that we spent our journey without any regrets. That’s how I want to live my life.

Call me stupid, call me ignorant but, I think I’ll never stop being me. I’ll never stop loving and giving a chance to my friends who did me wrong. I’ll always be there when they need me. Even if it means them disposing me later, I would be content that I had some part in their life, even if it was just a brief moment. It doesn’t even matter if they wouldn’t remember that I did have a part, all that matter is I knew that I did have some part. And one way or the other, I wouldn’t even claim credit on it. But if it’s bad, I would probably blame me for contributing in turning them bad. I don't know when will I be disposed next, but I guess, it’ll hurt less this time. I’ll try hard NOT to ruin it and at the same time, I’ll try hard NOT to be too attached. So when or if I am to be cast out again, I won’t go all emo and go complain to most probably Nikita and Megat. 

Something To Get Used To...

Losing Love Is Never Easy

I don't really know why but I guess I just need to have somewhere I can write and not care about how people may think about me.. after a very long while, I just need to write on the page today. I was watching a Barbie Movie - Mermaid Tale 2. The movie was partially about having your worse nightmare realized and how you can conquer it. Truth be told, it got me thinking of my own greatest fear. Which is of course, me disappointing everyone in my family. The inability to reach the bar they had set for me. Also, NO I haven't have any idea how to conquer my greatest fear. 

Honestly I don't know what am i actually writing about. I guess i just need to get some stuff out of my head. So these are the few stuff I have in my head right this moment:

A Story

It was a very nice day when a very loving couple was on a date. The whole day had been very perfect. Entering slightly 3 years into their relationship, there had been NO day that goes by without them talking to each other. They would either meet, call or the least text each other when they are apart. On that very perfect date, perfect day, the guy put up a challenge.

Guy: Lets not talk to each other for a week and see how it goes.

Girl: What?! What is that suppose to mean? Are you breaking up with me? 

Guy: Nothing. OMG No! Of course not. I love you. I just want to see what does it feel to not talk to each other for a little while.

Girl: No! I won't do it! I can't even get through a day without talking to you let alone for a week?

Guy: Of course you can. Come on babe, lets just give it a try. This will only be once in a life time challenge for the both of us. To put ourselves and the strength of our relationship to the test.

Girl: Fine. 7 days! No more no less. It starts from tomorrow morning. And I'll see you at your house when the challenge date line end. I'll be there precisely on time!

Guy: Awesome! I'll see you then. 

Girl: Hmm...

Guy: Don't worry babe, it'll be ok. We'll be ok.

Girl: If you say so. I Love You babe.

Guy: I Love You too...

That night after the guy drop off his girlfriend, they spent the night talking on the phone as if there's no tomorrow. The girl was very reluctant to hang-up so instead the guy sang her to sleep only then the guy hung-up. On the first and second day, the girl's hand itches to call and to text the guy. At work, she had to store her phone in her drawer just to prevent from wanting to text her boyfriend. She felt like a smoker being deprived from even half of a cigarette. She can't breathe properly, uneasiness and the food she ate seems tasteless. 

On the 3rd and 4th day, she was almost getting used to not getting any text from him. But that doesn't make her miss him any less. Every incoming text and calls made her jumpy. To let off some steam, she post her pain and misery on Facebook in the hopes that her boyfriend would see it and call her up. She'd keep wishing he'd call the challenge off and call her and tell her he miss her. But with each and every text and call received, her disappointment grew. 

On the 5th and 6th day, she still await him to call or at least text. But every incoming text and every call did not make her jumpy anymore. 24 hours prior to the challenge ending, the girl got exited as she'd finally meet her boyfriend and this time there will be nothing more that can take them apart. Being apart only strengthen her love for him also with a more mature resolution in mind. In order to make their relationship work she'd ought to give both of them space in between the intense closeness they had. 2 hours prior to the deal she got herself ready, wearing the white dress she wore on their first date 3 years ago and drove off to his house. 

Reaching his house with 5 minutes to spare, there were a lot of car parked along side his house's drive way. As she approach the house, she got even more anxious when she sees people wearing black attire walking into his house. She stopped in front of his front gate and bolted into his house. 

Seeing an ocean of black attired people with somber face she made her way pass them. There, she saw his mother's face drench with tears, red nose and wailing her heart out but she was diverted by a more scary sight. 

A brown casket that her logical mind kept telling her that it is a coffin she is looking at and there is someone in there and it could be-- NO! She told herself. It cannot be! He promised! He say everything will be ok! She brace herself, took a deep breath, put a brave face and made her way to the casket. At the sight of the occupant in it, she was just lucky that his father was behind her just on time to catch her from falling off balance. He brought her to the nearest chair and hand her a blue velvet note book which she directly recognized. It was his birthday present she gave him just few months ago. As she opened the book, it smells of his aftershave. She inhale as much of the smell as possible also an attempt to stop herself from crying. In the notebook turned journal, was her handmade book mark that she made for him on Valentine's Day. She flipped to the marked page and read the entry.

Day 1

I manage to convince my Baby Girl to not contact me for the whole week. I am doing the right thing. Going to be admitted into the hospital tomorrow.

Day 2

Besides the fact that hospital creep the hell out of me, she also hadn't try to contact me what so ever. I wish she did tho. But I guess she loves me more that she'd abide to my wish. This is good. I am doing the right thing. It is for the greater good. More check up tomorrow. 

Day 3

I miss her so much. There has been so many times I picked up my cell to call her. There has been so many times I wanted to text her and say I miss her and tell her the truth. But this is almost half way. She'll get used to it. Apart from that, this needles poking into my skin is starting to get into my nerve. 

Day 4

Her misery pains me. Her post in FB makes me want to talk to her on chat. But I have to be strong for the both of us to make this work. Consultation tomorrow and some consent document to sign off. 

Day 5

OMG! Signing those documents feels like I'm signing my life away. But if I were to be worthy of her, I must take the chances! I have made up my mind! If everything goes well, I'll see to it that I'd ask her to marry me. Yes! That is exactly what I'll do! Operation tomorrow. Mixed feeling. 

There hasn't any entry on day 6 and 7. On the next page, she found a neatly folded letter in the form of a heart. She opened it carefully and started reading it.

Baby girl,

I am sorry to have to hide this information from you. For this one whole week I had been in the hospital. As I'll be undergoing some operation to finally get a replacement for my heart. But I have a bad feeling. As if after this, I won't be able to see you, talk to you, hold you, kiss you, hug you, and most importantly, be with you. Say that death had came for me a little bit faster then expected, I would like you to know that here hasn't been a day that went by that I wasn't thinking about you. This communication break was for you to get used to me not being there. It's passed 12 a.m. when I started writing this letter to you. I believe by now that if you could stand not talking to me for 6 days and also for the next 36 hours time, you will be able to stand not having me around for another week, then the week after that and so on. Believe me babe, it was a torture not talking to you. But this is what I had to do. I love you. I really really really do. If we couldn't be together in this life time. I do believe that our soul will be able to find each other in the next life. So long love.

I love you,

Your ever more so loving Boyfriend.

As she folded the letter and put it back in the journal, his father  passed her a blue and gold velvet small box. As she opened it, there placed a Blue Sapphire ring. She couldn't help but having her tears fall streaming down like the evening rain. His father had his arms wrap around her as she sobbed her heart out. "He gave me this just before he went in the operation hall. He says to keep it for him until he can give it to you when he got better. But i guess that would be impossible, now that he's gone. Since it is for you, I thought that to you it shall be with. Be strong. He loved you and thought of you till the very end."

-The End-

So yeah.. this is one of the many things in my head. This story hasn't been an original. I read this somewhere in one of the many quotes in pictures pages on Facebook, but I did make this story mine. And since I finished this at 3.10 AM already, all the other thought in my head had to be put on hold. 

Why am I writing this story? Simply, leading the life that I have now, I am try really, really hard to live with out the presence of a person whom I do held dear to my heart. One is I believe a lost cause, someone whom I am convincing myself to believe that after all the bitterness that happened between us, we are no longer reconcilable. I of course want to mend this. I miss this person very much. But I think we are better off each other. And the other one, well this person hasn't left YET. But sometime I feel that this person is as good as gone. After losing so much, this person had turned into someone I can no longer identify. I hope things gets better and that we don't drift apart after we go our separate ways. So here's a quote to think about,

"If you could stand not talking to me for a week, surely you could stand not talking to me for the next whole week and the coming week as well."

Honestly, not talking to the people I hold dear to my heart makes me feel like a cigarette deprived smoker but I guess it's a practice. I'll just have to get used to it. Not constantly talking to them does not meant them losing that special place in my heart. They'll always be there and I'll always miss them and wish only the best for them.

Best wishes,

Farcella. M

Behind the Scene MONASH ANNUAL BALL 2012 ROYALE

Greeting my readers (If there's any... i hope?) anyways as ya'll observed, I constantly mention this MAB thing rite? well MAB stands for MONASH ANNUAL BALL. And in a way or two, i am both fortunate and unfortunate enough to be part of the organizing committee members this year. Don't ask me why is it both! I honestly can't answer that. Instead, i'm gonna tell you my experiences in co-organizing them with 14 other people.

We were divided into 6 different department,

1) MR and MS MONASH (MMM) (My department ^_^ And my Director, Chloe Siew )

2) STAGE AND PERFORMANCES (SnP) (Andrew Chu (AD) and Ivan Lim - Director)

3) SECURITY AND USHERING (SnU) (Azlil Adzif)

4) PUBLICITY (Tan Wei Ru, Serene and Jazel Tay)

5) SPONSORSHIP (Zoe Yap, Helena Erin and Pritha)

6) TICKETING AND ADMISSION (TnA) (Tan Wen Liang, Yen Yi, Kelly and Kaylee)

each with their very own task. (Captain Obvious : DUH!!)

Moving on, over 1 month and 1 week of planning before the event day, planning MAB is NOT easy. That I can tell you people. So if you people plan to join Monash University Sunway Campus's MUSA's Activity Advisory Committee next year July, do think twice. Because it is a whirl-wind of busyness to the point of not having a "me time" for yourself. Ok.. not wanting to scared you people or anything, this is what i basically faced. As I am a somewhat newbies in being an organizational team, since last time when I plan any kind of parties, or events, i do them solo. of course with few helping hands but point blunt, i dictate everything. I was the head. so having some one above me to tell me what to do and uses the intimidation button one too many time, obviously i became less then useful in the sub committee. NOT FUN! being in the MMM department, these are the few things we were asked to do but eventually, I deemed it as USELESS and POINTLESS as it doesn't serve the purpose at all.

a) Prepare 3 nomination, introductory and crowning plan for the MMM (like hello? isnt looking for photographer and make-up artist is more important at this time? also start looking for sponsors who are willing to give goodies for the finalist? and shouldnt we be purchasing Crowns and Tiaras for the winner? eventually how many different variety of crowning, finalist introductory and nomination are there? Miss World, Miss Universe all use the same old way.. why can't this be the same? =.=''') story of my life...

b) Prepare a list of questions and an in-prompt-2 task  for the finalist. (eventually all the PROPER question and PROPER task I prepared and discussed with my director was overruled! seriously what is the point for US to divert our attentions from out readily piling assignment and crack our brains to think about concocting these task and questions when you yourself had already had "some" ideas of your own that you want to be utilize? Do you know what they called the contestant? Douche-Bags and Bitches! why? all because of your task and question that YOU want them to be asked!)

Yes people. I was forced to work under a Dictator who tried so so hard to make her mark on the largest and most look forward event of the year. And yes I did voluntarily involved myself into the committee. BUT who knew that the leader is a f*cking queen control. honestly i don't understand the function of the co-chairperson there when eventually she is the one who makes all the important decision! he sits there be a pretty accessories to her, nod here and there, ask few question here and there, give minor opinion here and there but other then that, he would just sit there, observe and stay silent... @_@ really? =.='''

so what really happen in between? well besides focusing on MMM, during the course of organizing, we were  down to the final 5 days before event day, 2 of our MAB members were sacked due to somewhat lack of commitment to the event. where they do not come for meetings and ticketing duty. in Pritha's defense, every Tuesday and Friday, she will not be available as she do not have cars to drive. every time on that day, he mother will be using the car. and since she stays all the way in KL, she cant possibly travel to SUNWAY to just attend the meeting that is gonna start late (usually 15 to 30 mins late) and obviously end late and go back alone using the public transport too... and as for Ivan.. well i have got nothing.. he had it coming.. it was in the matter of time until Sherly would eventually sack him... 

Moving on, after tirelessly dealing with MMM, we are also required to help out other department... this particular department i am talking about is Ticketing and Admission department. well first and foremost, i honestly had fun selling those tickets, sitting on the MM booth on my duty time, etc2. even with those nearly getting robbed experience you guys almost inflicted on me, folding boxes and lax of sleep due to packaging door gift, i forgive ya'll as i did enjoyed my self despite having head ache through out the process.

Fast forward to event day, after working tirelessly on the door gift, cracking my head thinking about what task are to be given to the MMM finalist since Thursday Night where we were expected to come at 7pm and there we were waiting for the HEAD to come since the things we need to do is with them. and they as usual are fashionably late came 1hr30mins later. how fun.. =.='' imagine if we came at 6? =.='' we would hv got ourselves rooted on the couch by then. so for 10 hours straight, we cut, poke, stack, pack, and twist 500++ door gift packages. we only manage to get a 30 mins nap at 5.30am then we were woken up to clean up and go back to sunway.. coming back to sunway, She asked me if I have any classes on that day as if i dont then she'd want me to be there at 9am again. but i say NO cz i have assignment due afternoon. Thus, averting the possibilities of NO sleep at all... i was done with my assignment amendment some times around 10 then i decided to take a nap which turned into a 5 hours sleep. tho i did came late, i did not regret the rest since i could have been in a terrible mood if i were to not sleep at all. also the reason i came late to the venue is because of that stupid taxi i took that not only got lost but also brought me to the ever more so super JAM jalan tun razak area.. imagine reaching KL at 2pm and reaching mandarin oriental hotel (MOH) 2hours later.. and it bloody cost me RM46... how nice.. i came after they (MMM FINALIST) had finish rehearsing their waltz routine.. there is nothing much to supervice them dressing up but back in the ball room, apparently there was some glitch in communication where Andrew had turned BLUR about the things we had discuss earlier that day about the wants and needs of the Finalist. half of it was NOT there. FUN! thanks to MMM's helper, Brother Lam, the catastrophe had been averted where i have personally made sure that all the needs and wants for the finalist are listed down and explained to him word by word the demands of the MMM Finalist. then Chloe came with the crown and tiara and the flowers and FOOD.. then one more problem arise.. the silver tray was no where to be seen.. so what did we do? we went to ask the waiter personally to provide us with 2..  thank god they have it.. problem averted!

so show time.. Hesmond started first with his MJ+BANGRA dance fusion then ended by Sherry's k-pop dance... and then comes to the most dreaded part to talk about.. the shame of our department.. QnA session. ok let me start this from the begining...

well since Andrew only started to prepare the MC's script the night before (which after the postmortem meeting I found out he only started preparing them AFTER he woke up on Friday afternoon) i took the liberty to prepare the QnA and TASK script for the MC to read out. (God damn it i even took the time to double check my grammar and put a perfect punctuation on it!) but apparently the MC went and change the whole script and "personalize it" with out any of our consent.. woah how fun.. not only he constantly bring up the sexuality issue to the finalist, but also keep commenting on our Miss Monash winner Miss Yin Xian's relationship status... then come the impromptu task... omfg... what hell was that? so here in my blog, i personally say sorry to all MMM Finalist again and hope ya'll can forgive us for the way things turned out...

after task, it's voting time. voting then collecting.. first of all, too much hastle/confusion that votes were not fully collected. for a reason, lucky draw was cut short.. there goes the time to properly count the votes.. after like 5 text and 1 SnP department rep came to ask for the result, only then that the verdict came out. by the time of the crowning, there were only a hand full of people due to the fact that the event started 2-bloody-hours late..

so to the people that complained to much, we want to apologize for the unforgivable tardyness but you have no idea how hard it is to even pull one up.

alright, i think i covered much about it.. so now, good night... the other 2 post i promised gonna come up by the end of next week right after i submit my gender studies assignment and my psychology's tutorial assignment 2.

Love ya'll,
Farcella L.

p/s: i'll put in more pictures when i'm not too sleepy to even hold open an eyelid...

Forgive me?

Omg... it has been one hell of a week NO A MONTH... i am so tired.. so first of all, I'd like to thank Ronn for putting up with me this whole month. I know I haven't been the best person to be around... especially this past few weeks but you putting up with it is just amazing. So, THANK YOU. I honestly needed those external support.. Secondly, to Nikita, babe I am so sorry I FFK-ed few weeks worth of jogging as well but with MAB tight on my throat and millions of assignments to submit on very very close date, 24 hours is seriously NOT enough.

Actually this entry was suppose to be posted 4 weekends ago BUT life as we know it, (well my life anyway) has been very very busy. I have been pulled into so many direction that a 2 hours sleep is more then a blessing these days. 

So what was so occupying until I can't even go on9 and update a short blog post? well first of all is of course MAB. I will elaborate on the event itself on a LATER blog. second thing that kept me occupied was of course ASSIGNMENTS... mountains of 'em with date lines that are too little too close to each other. ish!

And what's with the title you may ask? well firstly, i want to say sorry to ya'll for being away for so so long. thing is when i have my free time, i'm experiencing the writers blockage (or use it to replenish all those lost sleeps). where i have so many thoughts running through my head at once, i ended up giving up to put them into words due to the inability to keep up with the thoughts fast enough to turn them into words. 2ndly, i would like to apologize and thank my 2 very close friend that i mentioned up there for all their patience and support especially keeping up with my unscheduled PMS-es i love u guys.. really.. so that's for now.. 2nd, 3rd, and possibly 4th entry following up.

Love u guys,

Farcella L.

100 Dollar For...... Sex?

At Some Random Bar...

Guy: Hey there..

Girl: Um... Hi?

Guy: Wanna f*ck?

Girl: Ugh! No.. I have a boyfriend.

Guy: And I have a Maths test tomorrow.

Girl: What's that got to do with your ridiculous request of yours earlier?

Guy: Well I just thought of a mutual thing that we cheat on.. So wanna f*ck?

Girl: Oh My God! No! Go away you creep!

Guy: Ok, Ok. How about this? I'll pay you a 100 bucks if you let me do you. I'll drop the money on the floor and while picking them up I'll screw you over? You can even ask your "Boyfriend" for permission if you want to.

This had the girl thinking. Then she called her boyfriend.

Girl: Hi babe, where are you?

BF: Hi, I'm at home. War-Craft-ing. What's up? I thought you were going out with the girls today?

Girl: I am. I'm at this bar called Some Random Bar down town.

BF: Oh I see. So why are you calling?

Girl: Well there's this guy asking if he can pay me for sex. He said he'll pay me 100 bucks if I agree to it. He said he'll drop the dough on the floor and while I bend over to pick it up he'll screw me over. I called because he asked me to ask you for permission.

The boyfriend was inflamed. He felt like going over the bar and hit the shit out of that bastard but his 'cunning' mind was churning something greedy.

BF: Um.. Fine! BUT.... Demand for 200 bucks. And you pick it up as fast as you can and call me right after!

Girl: Are you sure?

BF: Yeah.

Girl: Ok then. I'll call you later.

------------- 1hr 30 Minutes later --------------

BF: What the hell took you so long to call me back? I told you to call me as soon as you get the cash?!

Girl: THAT BASTARD USED COINS!

Note: I don't own this story. I read it some time ago on Facebook but I have forgotten from which page or who posted it. Well I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I did then.

Love you to bits,
Farcella L.

A Temporary Pause

okay... here's some stuff.. first of all i shouldn't  be posting an entry at all. this is because i have a 1000 words assignment worth 25% of my grades to finish. but then again, i need to blow some steam out. so here's what's my weekends looked like.

HAPPY 55th B'DAY MALAYSIA - LOVE THE COUNTRY HATE THE TYRANT TRYING TO DESTROY IT!

Friday was  malaysia's 55th independence day. (31/08/2012) how did i spent it? well lets start with laundry, then went off to pyramid and buy saturday's meal. as i'll be cooking at Ronn's house again.. right after that, we separated ways since i had another engagements to go to and they (Ronn and Paul) needed to go back home A.S.A.P since the BEEF was bought b4hand needed to go into the chiller or it'll get spoiled. moving on, my meeting with a friend was suppose to be at subang's KTM station but his other friend decided to want to drive so all i had to do was to walk across the pedestrian bridge. we went to the PC FAIR with multiple purposes. i needed to buy a laptop cooler, he needed to check out the best deals of laptops as his is about to die at any given time and his friend was there as to be his IT consultant. thehehe.. after about 2-3 hours in midvalley, we went back and otw back he got a call from another friend asking if he want to go for a KARAOKE session at Loudspeaker in 1st Subang mall.. well as much as it cost me a bloody 29 bucks, it was all good. sang few song and drank a lot of drinks.. after 3 and a half hours, we went to asia cafe and had a late dip-per (Dinner/supper) there i met my uncle and he sent me back to hostel. it was around 1am already. thank god friday's curfew is always at 3am... so i was saved. i bathe, dry my hair and slept.

Saturday woke up at 11am then went to pyramid again to find stuff for MAB while Ronn, Paul and Adesh went to grab lunch at Nando's... manage to find my things, i rewarded my self with Mixed Kebab Wrap from Sunshine Kebab. love it! then off to ronn's house and start cooking instantly. my greatest achievements were my home made from scratch MUSHROOM CREAM SOUP, garlic bread, baked potato and those perfectly cooked beef steak. yum... ^_^ after dinner we went out to send some of the food to Elena's house (Elena is a friend who live down the road) then off to send Adesh back to his house. Then off to get Shaved Ice Cream.. we got a MANGO flavour then.. By jove, it was heavenly! can't stop thinking about it.. i want MOREEEEEEEEEEEE..... hahaha... after ice cream, went back to Ronn's house and i made my first cover. it was to be Wilson's 2nd part of b'day present.. so ya.. i went out of tune here and there but hey, who said i wanted to go PRO rite? we stayed up a little bit more then finally went to  bed some time around 5am.

Sunday? i woke up at 10 then wanted to make breakfast but some one was watching TV assuming that it was Ronn's dad so i went back up. finally went down when Ronn woke up like 1 hr later. for bruch, we ate last night left overs the soup, the broccoli and some ginger chicken his mum pull out from the fridge also a chocolate cake.. YUM... then off to bathe b4 Ronn sent Paul and me back.. well that's about it.. see i told u nothing much this weekends.. but it was a simple sweet one... i like this weekend so much...

Lots of Love,
Farcella M.

p/s: there will be a temporary pause of me from posting as i'll be very occupied with MAB and YEAR END MEGA ASSIGNMENTS AND TEST... until then? have fun reading my old post.. *wink