OUT!

I am not myself lately.
I know I'm a klutz.. And I forget things..
But now, I can't even remember what day it is (=.=)"

Today, I thought my class was at Menara.
It wasn't.
It's on Thursday. Today's Wednesday you twit.
*Sigh*
When I finally JOGGED back to Cempaka- to my supposed class.
Twas empty.
Only THEN did I remember that the lecturer mentioned that there's NO CLASS today.
*Bash head on wall*

Oh well, at least now I've done my day's worth of jogging.
Meh.






Jessup is this weekend!
Hurry up! 
I want this over and done with so that I can enjoy my *tong-tong-chang* CNY hols!


P/S: Funny how I'm more impatient than nervous.
Hmmm... But then again, the nervousness will kick in soon enough..

The Simple Things

My 21st birthday came and went..
Without a party, a birthday cake nor even a full birthday song.
When the clock struck 12, I was in the moot court.
Still franticly putting in the finishing touches on our memorials.
By the time I finally managed to escape the court, the boyfriend was already asleep.
I got a sleepy "Happy Birthday".
Daddy has food poisoning and the lil bro has another bout of his allergies.
The kid's eye swelled up to the size of golf balls.
So dinner was cut short and back to the moot court to submit the memorials.
My day ended in the moot court- again.

But I can never say that I wasn't happy.
Because I spent my birthday doing something that mattered- Jessup.
I spent it with the 4 people in the faculty that I would do almost anything for.
And I know that they would do the same for me.

I met Meow for lunch and had a good laugh.
Even managed to work out with the Bestie..
I realized that I may not have many friends, but those I got- are real.
And in the end, that is all that matters.

The family may be sick, but they still dragged themselves out of bed just to have  dinner with me.
To do that for a small night out is worth all the iPhones in the world.
The kid even had to get a jab. (=.=)"


The Boyfriend surprised me with a bouquet of roses.
21 roses for my 21 years.

Twas so sweet :)
Most importantly, he treats me like a rose everyday.
Finally, a man who understands that I don't need nor even want everything in the world.
A woman just needs to be treated right.


So I don't feel sorry for me.
Because I'm one of the lucky few who has everything a person needs in life.

Maybe not so buta jalan at 21

I’ve finally (!) Figured out how to get to Klang’s Post office.
After a week of trying.
Meh.
Sometimes, you can’t just wait for somebody to hand over the directions to you.
You have to do it yourself and via the old fashion way- Get on the road and stop to ask for directions.
I guess the old ways are the best.
(Google maps DID NOT help one bit!)
I managed to find the place in only an hour.
(This is a MAJOR feat to me!)

Again, simply being nice to others works wonders!
Some even drew maps for me.
And although you guys won’t read this, Thank you!

We’re supposed to hand in out memorials tomorrow.
And the trainers are going to check our work in a couple of hours.
*Gulp*
So to calm my nerves and to relax after a day of stressing out editing points of law that I’m not very sure of- I did my nails. *Bahaha!*

Left

Right

Thumb, index & pinkie fingers in Elianto's Grape Wine
Middle & ring fingers in Orly's Sand Castle

I think I’m having a good nail week.

This time the application was flawless.

I normally have problems applying Orly and Elianto nail polishes..

(=.=)”

PS- Look what I picked up from the post office!

(These are mine~)

To those who purchased some together with me, You’ll get yours soon!

Waiting

I have one class today. One!
Woke up late and left the house in a hurry. Went through the effing tol to cut the jam and spent a good 20 mins trying to find a parking space. Then ran (in high heels) all the way to the top floor of Cempaka 1- just to find that the lecturer is not coming.
Meh.
I should've stayed in and slept.
And yes, my biological clock is still a complete mess.

Now here I am in the kamar hakim.
Waiting for Iceman & Mr tupai to go for our daily training for Jessup.
And yes, I'd rather wait for them then enter the lion's den all by myself.
Safety in numbers perhaps?







And though we've been training everyday, I still haven't gotten the hang of mooting in a court setting.
And the fact that I know almost zilch about IL and IHL does not help matters.
I'm starting to feel like I don't deserve this.
Shall try to talk Izzat into taking my place.
But I have a sinking feeling that it wouldn't work.
I'm screwed. T.T