deepavali night

So weeks of meetings conducted in Tamil, paid off...and Deepavali night was a success. I made a good effort for the Indian dance with Emily.

Emily wore a saree and looked like a bride with gold earrings and the forehead dangly thing, and i looked...well...less glam. I wore a punjabi suit. Emily's, that she lent me. I was SUPPOSED to wear a saree, but some things happened and there was none for me to wear.

Anyway, I disliked being there among all of them, disliked my circumstance throughout the "party", and disliked every proceeding from my miserable dance, to the silly open dance floor. I couldn't wait to get back to IPDA (it was held in Kolej Komuniti). The next day was to be my exhibition and yes, i had not done jack shit about my boards and posters or banners. NOTHING. All i did was to get them printed earlier that day. My mind was so far away from "bhangra-ing" I couldn't even pull my signature, "clapping movement" on the dance floor.

Shalini and Vina said they felt really alone throughout the whole party because everyone had their own clique, and sat holled up at one table. i couldn't agree more. those two left early on. They called a taxi. I almost felt inclined to follow, but then something told me, that even worse than my painfully long face, would be my leaving so early. So i stayed on and stared at my phone..

where was I? oh yea staring at my phone, willing a message to appear. and one did!...more bad news, Mei Mei, my group member, telling me that our booth was by far the ugliest and her class teacher was starting to babble. then Marlene called. and i prolonged the conversation so much, she got annoyed.

liza: so tomorrow exams (one question at a time)

marlene: ah yeah

liza: mmm

marlene: yah, so oka..

liza: oh hey what exam tmrw?

marlene: science

liza: oh laura ann also right?

marlene: yah..u want to talk to mummy?

liza: erghh ok bye...

*stare* *stare* stare*

*dial*

liza: ah mummy

mummy: yah hi liS. whats up, i heard you performed, and qom tells me you have an exhibition coming up tomorrow. hows that going, ready?..what are you doing now? ate already?

*what a waste of questions, shooting them all at once. i'm bound to miss a few...and the conversation is greatly shortened, thanks very much MOTHER.

liza: haha...(let me be agonizingly detailed in my answering)

so after i poured out how I absolutely abhorred my current situation but couldn't come home, coz i was relying on THEIR transport, mother said

mummy: then come out of there lah LIS, come off early..

liza: sighhhhh....*repeats transport issue*

then suddenly, mummy: ok LIS i'll call off now

wait wait wait!...HERYO, back inside i went and smiled my heart out....

plan a camping trip

How are the both of us going to plan activities for two days only??!?!..first day we arrive in the afternoon, half day gone. setting up camp takes time and energy ice breaking will take time. we can do a night walk and barbecue maybe? haha. will call up the place tomorrow ad find out what they have to offer.

all paper work needs to be passed up tomorrow. baahhh!!! crazy see pee kay!

next day jungle trekking, orienteering?, flora and fauna observing, river crossing, monkey crawling??? no kayaking:( no abseiling:( no flying fox :(

we plan to leave on the 15th of november. back the next day though.

JACINTA'S BIRTHDAY

So yeah recently it was Jacinta Lopez birthday and we tried (but failed due to overly complex plans) to surprise her.

BUT heres how it all went down.

I was up North..heheh Kedah...and was worrying about this bums bday. Pat and Yean May were too i guess, coz Yean may msgd me.

yean may: lizamaria raphael parrikal. lol. what are we going to do for Jes birthday?

i was more concerned about what gift to get her. You see, i am selling crystal bracelets. LOL and thought that would be the ideal nay the PERFECT gift for her. then my roommate started selling ONE drop Perfumes, inspired by celebrities and i wanted to get THAT. but anyway, i hadn't tasted tom yam in a while, so when yean may asked, my reply was

liza: no need to surprise la, we jus go to have tom yam steam boat in a restaurant. any other ideas?

may: i was thinking TGIF.

liza: too far for eliz. her parents wont let. nvm. talk to pat first.

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little did i know that Yean may thought steamboat was freaking lame. but later when she discussed with Pat, they both bang-ed me. LOL....

pats idea was sunway Lagoon then TGIF

pat: so i was thinking we tell darren to take her to sunway lagoon, say its with his friends, then its us instead!!! then we lepak in TGIF. they do the birthday thing.

liZA: ermm...far...la....wait wait sunway lagoon?? then TGIF? the pub?....money doesnt grow on trees la nut!!! (plus thinking of the Crystal bracelet)

pat: its not a PUB lah dumbass, its a restaurant. anyway, we dont eat alot in TGIF. you and i share. we eat a heavy breakfast before going....

liza: hmm..yea okla...

RISING ACTION

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CONFLICT

Jacinta goes to padang at night, decides to swing on the monkey bars. Someone said he would catch her, so Jes lets go, and cracks her shins on the platform thingy. jes is rushed to hospital and gets both her leggies bandaged.

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no sunway lagoon. PHEW/ala.../haiyo pity her/now what to do/SCMT!!/darren DO NOT reveal anything!!

just TGIF, but the subang one. coz it was more convinient.

ATTENDANCE

1) liza

2) pat

3) yean may

4) dhanya

5) yi chien

+jes and darren

jes guessed something was up though and surprise was LAME...but the food was good. pat and i ended up eating our own meals. yean may ordered a beef dish and could not eat beef, so she exchanged hers with pat's. lol. The TGIF guys did they're thing, flashed and gave jes a slice of birthday cake.

then we went bowling in pyramid.

then we went to jes house and pat and i slept over. kua kua kua.

PLAYING DRESSUP

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 few months ago, I made the biggest decision of my life to date, and moved to Kedah to learn how to become a teacher. An English language teacher. I do not regret my decisionbut it physically ripped me away from that comfort zone, the "marlene, lend me your shoes"-"marc stop accidently wearing my shorts"-"lauraann gimme a sip"-"cheta answer the phone plese" zone that is. It was as if, there was some kind of invisible void, space, HOLE...no more silly arguments, no more sibling humour, no more borrowing shoes!!! For once in my life, I understood how it felt to be an only child. Then again, maybe not because I knew the joy of having siblings, an only child did not. What you don't know can't hurt you. They weren't missing anything, I had it robbed from me. (dramatic I know).

Coming home for term break cum Raya was nothing short of bliss for me, eventhough it had only been a month since i last came down. Just sitting around all day was enough. We didn't have to go for a fancy dinner. We did not have to go out at all, or do anything special. Just being around my siblings again was ecstacy enough. Random conversations about their life brought a quirky unexplainable smile to my face. Watching them squabble made me itch to join in..just for fun! so i batuapi-ed alot.

One day, i rummaged through my dad's old clothes and came across a smart old shirt, rejected by his own sons because it was too short. I tried it on. I liked it. Cheta came into the room and laughed. We saw a pile of papa's old jeans and held them up for size. Both of us tried them on one-by-one (there were about ten pairs). On him they were rather loose, but fit hiim perfectly lengthwise. On me, they were snug (bugger) but ruggedly baggy at the ends. Laughing harder, we tried more, and even picked out a few that would work out, with the right tops. Papa was baffled because he had been trying for two years to pass down his things to Cheta and Marc but they refused. (pat on my back). I gave the shirt i tried on earlier to my brother, who liked it (no surprise there) and that wrapped up our little dress-up session for the night. Priceless.

And so in the next few days, I will try to make time for them, as well as my friends. How? cutting coconuts open for Marlene, listening to Marc, manja-ing Laura, and hanging with Cheta. Thats all they really need. :P

How do you say "no I don't want to "??

My friends call me out to a silly party organised by a friend. I would rather try to lick my elbow. How do convey this idea to them, avoiding the "ouch" factor?
do I
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.

holiday day 6

well, like we planned, i did go out to subang parade with the sibs, AND purchased two blouses, but sadly the blouses did not come home with us tonight. dont know who to blame... hehe, ah whatever lah, too tired too get annoyed...

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...

HOLIDAY day 5

i did absolutely NOTHING. except watch csi.

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

HOORAH,

--> 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)
BUT..
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.