Thursday, 10 December 2009
We WERE an odd party, I'll admit that. There was Alena, Viola, Aaron, Patricia, Jacinta, Marc (bro) and myself. This wasn't the usual group, and despite thinking that conversation would be forced the whole time,I was wrong. Why? different people whose current affairs we knew next to nothing about. It was easy as hell to ask Aaron what he was doing now, Viola how college was, and Alena what her plans were for next year. We ended up laughing a lot. After eating, Jacinta's cards saved the moment of blurness where we didn't know what to do with ourselves. KURAP was highly entertaining and we were laughing like crazy bums...
I noticed that before anyone can ask how I'm doing, I always ask the question first so that they have to do the talking. Immediately after they answer, I ask some other question that requires an explanation, so that again I escape..hehe...heh,...haih...idiot..
Sunday, 6 December 2009
Monday, 2 November 2009
Monday, 26 October 2009
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Monday, 21 September 2009
For those of you who don't know, i have an older brother, Bertrand, a younger bro and sis, who are twins, Marc and Marlene, and a younger sister after that, Laura Ann. I'm eighteen and we're all two years apart. Growing up, we were each others best friends, until the realms of school, and peers hit us one-by-one andpulled us away and apart.. apart and away. Still, now one memory is all it takes to get us reminscing about the good old days, "children's meeting" on the bottom bunk of the double-decker bed with the blankets around as curtains, LASSI instead of LEGO, Marlene's feared warpaths, scribbling on the walls behind the sofa. I have never been WITHOUT the jing-bang as Jacinta once put it (i told her only i could call them tht).
a) go anyway
b) say my parents did not allow me to
c) just tell them i do not want to go
Before my esteem took a growth spurt, I fell into category a. I was an unassuming people pleaser. "yea ok" "sure *i hate her* but yea i'll share money to buy her that"
next i went through the wth-they-can't-make-me-go stage. if asked, my brain worked overtime thinking and enqueue-ing a host of ideas. i would say
"my parents DEFINITELY won't allow, but i'll ask" then I won't bother
"I have to go to my grandmothers house"
"my uncle from sg.long is coming to visit"
Finally, i have reached the no-i-don't-wanna-go stage. i like this.
for those who are still stuck in the my-parents-won't allow stage, get out of there. saves a lot of people the annoyance.
or at leasssttt make it believable.
you are on break
you are asked to play futsal in the evening
YOUr parents won't let????.....come onlah. ppfffft...
crazy insane or insane crazy.
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
TODAY, i sent a text message to the HEP people from IPDA, asking if the putrajaya thing got cancelled, praying it was, knowing it wasnt.
its not cancelled which means, tomorrow is my last day in klang.
HAVENT PACKED MY BAGS...(no surprise there)cant blame me innit, i thought i was surely going to have a longer holiday...
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Somehow everyone from my class (in kedah) is asking me if putrajaya is still on. maybe coz i live in selangor, they think i'll pop my head out the window, and see how merdeka preparations are going on...in putrajaya
IM NOT SURE. did you receive a phone call from IPDA? no? neither did I. we'll all go to PUTRAJAYA then. but tis nice to keep in touch. :P
--> my dental appointment is in september, which is not too far off.
--> tomorrow morning will be spent shopping in subang parade, with my siblings. i dunno why subang parade, but wth...=~)
--> thursday hopefully will be spent sweating in taman rakyat with yean may, sock mun and yi theng (whom i havn't seen in ages) and bryan.
oh yeah did some major picture hunting for the mini exhibition on counter culture (tht i regret choosing). wish i had picked popular culture instead. WAIT. NO I DONT. we will make it work!!...semangat. hmm....why did i leave all my home work in ipda??...why??...all of it...sigh..why...(hey that rhymes)
speaking of rhymes
for our first literature lesson we were asked to compose a poem, with a piece of nature as a theme.
mine was about the forest, i can't type the poem coz i forgot it, and all my books are in Jitra. (anticlimax)
it went something like,
the forest growls and smells minty fresh, and is crunchy like a kit kat bar...
(no none of it rhymed)...
this H1N1 thing is getting serious back in IPDA. its all anyone ever talks about. two of our students were confirmed with it. and the baskets are still not closing!
when i came back here, nothing, no ones wearing masks. oh but they're all coughing... but no masks, oh well...me too!..
i promised my class mates over there, that i'd bring back soem cool books for them to read...and am also going to smuggle some movies (ones that we no longer watch lah) to kedah.
father has asked me to get a guitar there, instead of taking the one here. wow! oh wait...my own money i suppose. no problem.
Monday, 24 August 2009
day two was mingkes birthday
day three- church and breakfast with pats family... and danny..
ahh it's been sooooo long since i had indian fooooddd....haaaiiihhhh...at last..ghee thosai and milo panas. that was good.
the rest of the day was spent at home with my family, trimming plants, choosing books and magazines that i wanted to take back to kedah. facebooking, and blog-hopping..
day four- movie with yean may and bryan.
i love you beth cooper is such a sad pathetic attempt at a movie...my goodness, everytime theres a dialogue, you just want them to shut up....hayden wtv from heroes...is hot thats it..
i removed and then fixed guitar strings for the first time!! without any tools!! thanks for your kepercayaan in me bryan. but too bad my self tuning was horribly WRONG...*yean may was distracting* heheh.
well good luck with learning, your fingers are going to hurt like S**T!!! but its soooooo worth it after you learn a song (though simple)
Raya jamming with pat and i
tomorrow i have to call this IPDA man and find out if the silly putrajaya thing is on or NOT....and make a re-appointment..with the dentist, then maybe go shopping with siblings...? heh
father wants to have a family dinner...im thinking tom yam steamboat...phew..sweatng already...
Saturday, 22 August 2009
when Putrajaya was cancelled, i thought i would just stay in Jitra. save myself the trouble of rushing to buy a probably sold out ticket to KL.
next morning i felt like going out, happened to go to the bus terminal, and there was a ticket for a bus leaving n twenty minutes, so i got on it. wohoo. THEN i told my father. my mother was so shocked when i appeared at the door, so that was good fun surprising her!! heheh.
next day, was mingke's bday surprise in Yean May's house.haha
as the guests arrived, no one noticed i was there.
alex and bryan walk in
im sitting on the couch
sitting and smiling
they walk straight into the kitchen as if the party is inside there. i'm still smiling.
three minutes later, AFTER jacinta MENTIONS IN PASSING that im here, i hear some screaming, and HAH?!?!?!?s
THEN the buffaloes run out into the hall, shouting that im unnoticeable , and no one would see me and im like wall flower. and i say yeah hi.....jeeez
mingke walks in, and everyone says happy birthday, and i wait for people to keep quiet to say happy birthday.
everyone: mingke!! happy birthday!! yea!! hahah
liza: haha yea happy birthday
mingke sits down looks around. (i think has a drink)
and doreen says, "whos beside me??"
and THEN she screams....jeeezz...i planned to blend in but not into oblivion...
well we played twister, people cheated of course, im not mentioning any names lah, thats not my style, but bryan was just trying to get revenge for penang i guess. sigh so i lost secara rela lah...
then we played this truth thing whre you drink if you;ve experienced what the speaker mentions.
ALEX: ive never been clubbing
if you have, you take a sip of the drink. then everyone knows you've been clubbing. no questions asked, but of course with certain questions, comes shock and lots of inquiries heheh. thats all im saying...
well my holidays have just begun!
Friday, 24 July 2009
was speaking to jes yesterday...okay you all still friends lah....hahah
PLAY futsal lah bums!!!
am in this lame "cyber cafe/photostate shop/handphone dealer shop" no fan/aircond... lol it better be friggin cheap when im done...
anyway cant log on to facebook...but whatever lah i visited everyones blog dy...*basically mays lah*....
and bryans NEW blog...(OUCH i typed shit about you... you didnt type JACK about me huh)... lansi..
anyway it has been nice seeing everyones comments and all....forget my hair lah...its hot here...
Haha class today was fun, mixing better with the others. Which is good!. A boy called Dzul commented earlier on why I never mixed with the other girls and I didn’t know what to say, so I just stared at him. Hahah retarded. But all that’s gone.
Now, the boys think I’m a bit sarcastic, and the malay girls find me funny to laugh AT! Lol all in good humour.
I want to buy a guitar. There are a few going cheap at the Jitra mall. Hideous colours (blue! Green) but they make music! Have to ask parents permission first.
Went down for netball training today, we missed all the warm ups, my friend and I, but managed to play for about five minutes. Haha. The senior said, if they have more than enough coming to play, they’ll have to have a team selection, if not then we’re in the IPDA team. Mother… and I just came down for some exercise!
But more importantly there are girls who play futsal here! There is no team and I don’t know if the senior I asked will disregard my enquiry about futsal. Haha she said if they play she’ll message. Anyway if she doesn’t we can always play as a class. There are twelve of us! The girls susah a bit la, and must ask them first.
Pn. Tengku: Lizamaria what can you do?
Liza: *shit* *none of the above* ermm, well I can….not sew. Hahaha *no one laughs*
Pn. Tengku: yes what Can you do?
Liza: I’ll paint props.
Pn.Tengku: oh so you paint.
Liza: a biit more than I sew, yes.
Pn Tengku: *doesn’t get it* good then, try to get involved.
Right now, as long as I can play futsal, I’ll do anything else.
Mode of transport: van sapu!.
For those of you who went “HUH?...snigger” van sapu is sweep van. Lol. It comes all along IPDA (our campus), politeknik campus, and some other campus, picking students up and sending them to places like JITRA MALL….Yawata mall, church masjid, wherever.
I am planning to get a bicycle, the one with the basket….lol! it will really help if we want to buy supplies, or go out for exercise anytime, Yawata mall is cycling distance away. ^.^
Managed to go to church the other day. Thank goodness. It was the only thing bothering me the whole of the first week. We are in Bandar Darul Aman, Jitra, and the church is in Alor Star! 25km away… the van sapu guy refused to take us because there were only 4 of us so he dumped us at a taxi stand. And we followed Pak Mat’s taxi to St. Michael’s church.
We were three hours early for mass! In the end, my dad’s new found friends who happen to live in Jitra came for mass and offered to take us home. Phew!!, God was on our side that day.
The people in that church are very nice. One aunty was so excited, we were becoming new members of the church, she said just come, if transport back was a problem, she would figure it out. “You girls just come!” she said.
Oh well, theres a youth group here as well, and I might as well take part!....lol…
You must be wondering, how I manage living by myself and cooking, cleaning. Well there is no cooking, but there IS a cafeteria that sells quite good food at very low prices. Very low. Like a whole plate of jack for only RM2.00…wicked!!! especially for misers like me!. There is no major cleaning except your own room, that is only if you bother lah. I personally don’t really clean, but my roomie happens to be, just happens to be, a NEAT FREAK…. (It’s a sign from God)….and she bought a broom. I used to just steal(borrow) the broom from a girl all the way on the next floor! Oh yea, then theres washing clothes. Immediately people imagine a mountain of clothes, but really its like two t-shirts and shorts per wash. Soak for half an hour. Lol…and use a brush…voila!…there IS a washing machine somewhere. Must pay….
Friggin green bugs!! Tiny buggers are killing me, AND they bite. They’re attracted to fluorescent light and if they like to land on you first, do NOT swat at them. Its like their sole purpose of life is to come to the light and die. Swarming in at around 7.30pm, after 5 minutes of flying around, annoying the hell out of us, they fall and die. Currently, there are about twenty around me on the floor. I swept the floor half an hour ago!
The weather…inside my room. I just found out that Jitra is one of the hottest places in
Perhimpunan rasmi…minus prefects = chaos. Lol. I don’t talk lah. I just stand straight, but you cant blame the others for yapping. Each perhimpunan, we have to go through so many slideshows of each jabatan, there are 14. Then a few speeches following the grand entrance of men we have never seen and don’t see after that! Then we go to classes.
Its much like college, floating class system, we move to class instead of the teacher coming to us. Bother!! My first perhimpunan rasmi and I forgot my NEW BLAZER that I bought the day before, hahahah…beside me was a senior from the TESL programme
Aftarjit Kaur: Hey you’re from TESL right?
Liza: yea I think so. No one knows for sure yet. Ahhaha.
Aftar: yea your class very weird. Where are you from?
Liza: Klang. Selangor. You…
Aftar: Klang? Oh!! I studied in Convent Klang for 1 year, when I was in standard…
Liza: really I studied there as well. Ermm you,…
Aftar: really!?!? No coz my aunty teaches there
Liza: *omg pn raj*…..Really!>!?!? whats her name
Aftar: RAJ KAUR
Liza: wHATTTT!! Hahahahahahhah she taught me add math for two years! Nice lady. Hahah you look and talk like her.
Aftar: what?..haha my dads sister..
Theres another girl from convent in the TESL course. My senior of course. Syamimi. She won tokoh nilam and a bunch of things related to BM during school days. FYI lah.
To all those who went for the Man United vs Selangor match and training.
To all those who suddenly adore Michael Owen
Pfft, get a t-shirt and then talk la…..fake….
Hao Qi ehheemmmm talk back all your criticism!!!…. already started to score wei!!
You all are Only allowed to admire…hmmph
To all original Owen fans
Hey guys!....yeah *sep sep* high five*……yeah I know!!! Its great!!
Yea wohoo!, Owen makes it complete…. Buy friggin Beckham back lahhh innit, for nice
I almost got choked up when my thoughts went to hanging out in taman rakyat the other day with yean may,
Marc messaged to tell me he is going for the man united training session. bugger!!!.lol
Messaged shalini to update her with my current situation. Lol. :p she demanded to know why jes had more messages..-.-“
maybe it wasn’t such a brilliant idea to go out everyday with friends leading up to the day I left.
The first night, after orientation at about 12.ooam, we went back to our rooms, which I had to clean and then unpack into while dead tired, and my thoughts kept coming back to klang. Which is fine. Only I kept tearing. Definitely a new experience for me. Breaking down everytime I thought of my family, the water gun fight!, last breakfast with friends, saying bye to them, then I caught a glimpse of the penang hill brochure and broke down again.
When I finally gathered myself together, I looked into my dirty smelly torn (but rugged) nike backpack and saw the sunway lagoon brochure. ARGHH! Started lah again. Never gonna enjoy that shit again!!
I was thinking (worriedly), shit is this gonna happen everyday? Everytime I think of anything related to home? For how BLOODY long??
The second night was worse; I kept tearing during the bloody taklimats, feeling sorry for myself and asking myself WHY THE EFF I joined the programme?? Lol! At the back of my mind by brain was already planning to call mom and dad ask them to take me home, since they themselves said try it first only. Then I thought of all the others there, a lot from
Msged yean may who told me she was friggin bored, but they had internet, and yi chien was going to pick her up later to go to megamall!....i told her we were walking to the pekan later…
Marc and marlene messaged. Ahhh…I VENTED like crazy. They were replies FULL of profanities regarding everything.
That afternoon we met our mentor, which is like a class teacher. And she was so nice it was unbelievable. AND she speaks English, not the half baked half in malay. Bear in mind I hadn’t even registered at the time, because everybody kept saying “oh okay..kamu ermm buat tomorrow lah”. But my mentor even offered to Photostat jack for me! Yay very nice lady. She said we’re in the TESL programme. But I dunno. Apparently its damn fun! Though there are going to be numerous assignments if you like it, you’ll have the time of your life!
I am going to stay alone!!!.....for the first time!!!
We left (finally) at around 1.30 pm for penang where we would spend the night. There was a lot of forms to fill, and the time for registration the next day was not known!
The next day, I was getting so tensed up coz we needed to friggin leave!!! If we were going to REACH kedah( let alone Jitra) that evening.
We reached the campus, and my emotional status was such a MESS, coz they asked us to hurry up and find the room, and then go for the taklimat, LATE then the actual registration had closed, so we could do it another time! There wouldn’t be another time!!...my parents were leaving lah EFFERS, what the hell was I supposed to do.
With all this last minute stress, I thought I DEFINITELY WONT cry later when I have to say bye to my parents
I was wrong.
Finally we said goodbye, (sob sob) tears all around. Leaving them for like EVER. My dad was going to drive all the way back to Klang after dropping his daughter off for EVER. FOREVER.
So that night, I was in the “don’t eff with me” mode coz ALL I wanted to do was THINK about HOME!!! But that bloody night we had orientation. Which I thought was going to be fun fun fun and would help me cheer up you know.
I was wrong.
Bloody seniors ragged the shit out of us, screaming for no BLOODY reason.
Nut senior: “FASTER FASTER!!! WHY you are so SLOW. I SAID WHY ARE YOU SLOW”
Crazy senior: BILA senior Tanya soalan KITA JAWAB. SO KENAPA TAK
We had to run rounds, do 50 jumping jacks, and the skipping rope. One CRAZY mother…. punished one girl and asked her to do something that would make all of us laugh. So I’m like okay, all of us laugh la (support). SO WE DID.
Senior: WAH SUDAH PANDAI PURA PURA ketawa ha!!
KENAPA PURA PURA KETAWA!!??....
Liza (under breath): bukan pura pura
Senior: APA? SAYA SURUH… DIA BUAT KAMU KETAWA! BUKAN KAMU PANDAI PANDAI KETAWA. SIAPA TADI PURA PURA KETAWA??
As if we were gonna all put up our hands and say we faked a laugh.
So we did twenty ketuk ketampi.
Yean may messaged asking how everything was. That time I was f*ck*d because we hadn’t reached yet, and I realized I didn’t have a bedsheet. But she told me that in HICT they had to stay in coll for ten hours, and I smiled.
Jacinta messaged asking if I had reached. That time I was more f*ck*d because I was very late, taklimat had started and I hadn’t even found my room.
Mr.Alfred replied with a “gambatte yo!” lol
Note. Shalini did NOT message. Hmm…mingke also but I heard she wants me to write about her in my blog….-.-“
BAB-EY AH (kedah slang)
Which I HATE
Im already quite slow at processing malay, then they hit me with this Kedah shitvkheifsiafjdh …so all I say is Hah?..Apa?....and they go TAKdey ah tak pey tak pey…..THE WHOLE DAY..
Saturday, 11 July 2009
Thursday, 9 July 2009
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Monday, 6 July 2009
Sunday, 5 July 2009
playgirl part 2..
rock wit me..
have u eva met a girl that u thought was whacked?
i've been thru diapers and tears with her more than u have..
i ate her rice
just to be nice
with chicken,dhal curry and milo with ice
i used to bully kids in playgrounds and she was one of them
til i found out she was my cousin and the other kids were all damned
had her back thru thick and thin
fought those girl just to win
when they took her book and made her weep like t'was a sin
one day i moved cant remember saying bye
when i came back they said "u aint fat"
and like a fool i broke all the rules
while this girl played cool
when alan smith made her drool
2 hundred words to go
check my flow
currents faster than u, joe
and i forgot to mention ur name,no?
lizamaria raphael parrikal!
.....yesss....uh huh uh huh...
haha eh pat remember this...guy
02/23/2007 8:45 pm
- ahaha....so you finally approved me. why, i wonder..lol:P
yeah i'm cool with it already...you hacking..it's cool
you were probably bored ...really bored..understandable
but then the blunder awww... shame
i'll probably never forget ...i mean not many people's profiles get hacked u know
no i forgot... u do it all the time..
anyway till next time on a friendlier note...lol:P
03/23/2008 9:32 pm
- schmt! y r u following tht imigrant man thingy?!?! yerrrr liza, since when u became like this... u, the one with all the high standards u doesn't think like ANYONE is cute. gone lah, so much for me thinking u'd oni go out with a damn hot guy... for all i noe, ur gonna start tellin me mr. unibrow is hot. YUCK! IMMIGRANTS! anyways, marc said the exact same thing bout my 'questionaire' or wvr. sibling thing. so sweet :) gotta change it.. boring edi. n it's not coz of wht u said. eff off. lol. btw, i think if 'someone' read the comment u sent they'd get the hint n go all emo so lets jz keep those things private. like typical gossip galz. yes ppl, liza gossips... a lot. lolz. no lah... actually yeah. k, i'm actually on a mission to reach my max amount of characters limit... thtz y i'm talkin nonsense. but i'm sure u don't mind. i noe u like to read this kinda nonsense... k, this is getting boring.. still boring, still boring, n still boring, very boring, boring boring, boring boring n DONE!