valentine's day Back from the Dead....yet again

Listening to: Only Hope by Mandy Moore

I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I'VE BEEN AWAY FOR SO LONG AGAIN!

Ugh. I'm beginning to abandon my blog like those idle bloggers somewhere on the net. Sooooo many things have happened during the past week. Seriously, SO MANY.

Hmm, where to start.

The PDL course was um... uniquely interesting. It's totally different from various courses I've seen and been to. They make sure you absorb every bit of info they taught you and make sure YOU remember it. Remembering is the tough part.

I've gained lotsa new experiences after being confined in the PDL conference hall for 5 days. And hah, here comes the ranting part. I lurrrrrve to rant.

Number one - THERE IS NO HOT WATER. Imagine waking up every morning around 6am just to bathe with icy cold water that freezes you down to your very bone *shivers* Definitely not an experience I'm willing to go through again.

Number two - MY BEDROOM STINKS. Literally and figuratively. It stinks because there's this awful stench in it. Must be due to the rotting of the OLD furniture. And figuratively, my room stinks because, ITS THE SMALLEST ROOM in the girl's dorm. Anddddddd, the aircon is malfunctioning. Its just like a fan turned on at number 5 speed. Really admire those girls with larger rooms and colder aircons. I'm not the only one complaining. Even my roommates too.

Number three - THE COURSE IS MENTALLY EXHAUSTING. Now I truly learn the definition of MENTALLY EXHAUSTING. The trainers at the course really push you to your limits. You have only several hours to sleep during the night (mine was 2-4 hours) and you have to learn and keep on absorbing lotsa things for like, 15 hours a day. What's worse, I had to tutor a (mentally retarded) boy. I AM NOT PATIENT AT THESE THINGS. If the boy is active and willing to communicate I'm ok with that, but NOOOOO. The boy I had to tutor sits there quietly like he's dumb, driving all my attempts of trying to talk to him to futility. He's a slow learner too. Sigh. I'm just glad the tutoring is OVER. And he EVEN PASSED the test. Not that I'm not happy but it sure was miraculous.

Number four - I HATE THE ORGANIZER OF PDL. Not gonna mention the name here, cause I might get sued for it but anyway..... HE SUCKS. Really bad. And he's very insulting. He is not sensitive about how other people feel. When he talks to you, he can just insult you and embarrass you in front of everyone. And omg, he REMEMBERS me. SHYT. He told my parents that I always look pale and gloomy during classes. HELLO???? I only look pale and gloomy in your class ok?? How am I suppose to smile when every single word that spews out of your mouth is insulting? How am I suppose to smile when there's this big fat buffalo in front of me yapping and embarrassing people? Sorry, I can't do sarcasm, at least NOT IN FRONT OF YOU. Son of a gun. Argh. Trying really hard NOT to say the F word.

Number five - The meals are all decent, EXCEPT FOR BREAKFAST. Which was Char Koey Teow. Ew. I rarely consume such oily and heavy food for breakfast because usually I'll just have something light like bread. And I FELL SICK after eating the Char Koey Teow. Seriously. On the 2nd day, right before physical exercise, I drank a cup of water. After physical exercise, it was breakfast time. When I saw Char Koey Teow again, I vomited out the cup of water I drank.

Since then, I had no appetite to eat ANYTHING. So for 2 days straight, all I ate was just FRUITS. No solid food or whatsoever. I even asked a guy to finish my lunch and dinner for me, WHICH HE DID. Thanks Joker.

And hah, my stomach ached like hell on the fourth day. Got sent to the doctor on the last day, and the doc said I had colic pain. I was sooo close to getting an injection! Dizziness, nausea and stomach pain came all in one to attack me. Argh. Thank god I'm fully recovered.

But despite of all those rantings above, I kinda miss PDL. I made lotsa friends there - Eliza, William, Joanne, Tricia, Jasmine and so on. I miss us all suffering together and sleeping late because we have to study. Unforgettable moments indeed.

After returning from PDL, mom wanted to stay in KL for several more days so I had to continue to be in KL even though I was awfully sick. And after returning home, MY COMPUTER DIED. !%!^#&#@@%! I'm now using my dad's one, its OLD and it lags. But still, its better than nothing. I feel uncomfortable doing stuff using my dad's comp but I can't bear to abandon my blog any longer. Dad, please, for the sake of your suffering daughter, please send the comp to be fixed ASAP. I'm dying. Thank you. =)