♥ Tuesday, February 15, 2011 ♥
Ran-doooom
15 February 2011
Oh, how I'd like to say that my 'doom days are over'. On an irrelevant note, I think the song 'Dog Days are Over' is weird. Alright, it's not so much the SONG which is weird but the music video. But, okay, irrelevant!
Well, the 'doom days' - MY 'doom days', anyway - are just starting, because I have finally registered for driving lessons at the driving centre yesterday. Oh boy. You might think I'm strange. After years of parents' nagging or refusals to send me to wherever I wanted to go (I'm not blaming them, most of the blame should be put onto the awful traffic congestion in Penang), you'd think that I'd be more excited at the prospect of driving myself. I wouldn't even have to listen to some of the peculiar songs they are so partial to!
But the truth is, I'm scared.
AND the extra driving lessons from my dad will not be of a great help. AND he forced me to learn to drive the motorcycle. My great fear.
It means a lot, driving. It means I'm growing up. It means I have to study again (for the theory tests). It means I have to do things on my own, be independent. Which I am so totally not, in certain cases anyway. I can be totally independent doing some things, and some not. Driving lessons is one of the latter. It'd be totally strange to do things without my friends around me. Without my parents or siblings, even.
My sister advised me to ask a few friends and go to the same driving centre together but unfortunately, being the procrastinator that I am, by the time I've finally registered at THAT driving centre, most of my friends have already registered somewhere else. Boo.
Sigh. Anyway. Maybe it's time I made new friends!
The only problem is, my sister said, most of the people there are Malays and Indians. So, communication problems. I'm not exactly the best at speaking Malay. Or English.
Pffft.
Performances at Straits Quay every Sunday night have ended last Sunday. What shall I do every Sunday night?!?! Play games. Practise my instrument. Stare blankly at the Facebook page. Refreshing the Facebook page. 'Like' someone's lame status. Listen to my neighbour warbling yelling yodeling singing etc Tik Tok at the top of his voice. Very nice.
I'm very bored. But at least I bought four new books at Popular recently. Dragged my mom there so she could pay. It's bad I know, but the books are so bloody expensive, I can't afford them myself. Not if I want to survive on other stuff, like food. And the occasional cool drink or frozen yoghurt. And some gorgeous pair of shoes. Hehe.
Most of the books are well over RM30, which made me realise how really hard it is to live in Malaysia. Yes, I've touched on this subject plenty of times!
RM100, you get around three books. Say, for example, 100SGD, you get ... uh, six or seven books.
For RM100, you can't even get the cute dress you've been aiming at at Forever 21. For 100SGD, you can probably buy two of those dresses.
Sucks, doesn't it. Poo.
Okay, so I bought The Hobbit (I have officially become a Tolkien fan), and even though I read good reviews for the book, and some even said that the book is better than the LOTR books, but I doubt it. I love the LOTR books and the characters too much, hehe. And I don't particularly like Bilbo or anything so I'm not sure how I would feel reading about his adventures.
I bought the original Pride and Prejudice and another classic which I've forgotten its title. Have always wanted to read the original, the MANY versions I have read were all summarised. Fine, I'm not sure whether the one I just asked my mom to buy is the original but it is thicker than the usual ones anyway, much thicker, and the words are really tiny. You buy the two books for only RM14.90 AND I think, there was a 20% discount as well ohhhhhhh I love discounts!
I have started reading the book, and am loving it so far, except for the tiny words. The language is ... uh, I don't know how to say it because it's not like I'm learned in this ... field anyway, well, I think it is nice to read, with all the words like obliged acquaintances connexions chuse nay etc. Almost like LOTR. Old English??! There, I told you I don't know. Probably gotten it wrong.
AND I bought another book, The Castle in the Pyrenees. Bad choice. I think the book is too DEEP for me, not my kind of book. The description at the back was intriguing enough, so I took a a chance and 'asked my mom' to buy it for me. There are a lot of facts and philosophy in the book, stuff like the big bang, geologic periods, photons electrons neutrons, etc, things like that. Like Physics. The subject I detested and sucked at the most.
If I wanted facts I probably would have gotten them from the Internet or some other non-fiction book. I just wanted a good story so... haven't gotten around to finishing the book yet. I was kind of flipping through the book, reading the parts about the actual story, and skipping those boring (to me) parts. Well, I guess I could learn about a thousand and one things from the book. So maybe when I'm more mature and patient I'll reread the story again.
I'm considering creating a new blog for stuff like makeup reviews, book reviews, food reviews etc. Have been considering for a long time, since December, and Eunice advised me to do so, as practice for if I plan to take a Journalism course. I really love to write (about nonsensical, random stuff), but I suppose I have a lot to learn. Not to bore people, not to say too much, not to offend people, the right usage of words, and so on.
Like I said to Ee Leng, you have to KNOW how to describe the precise taste of food, and make them sound all appealing and delicious (if they really are, that is), or describe the effects or benefits of the makeup product, stuff like that. Have to know the right words, which I so totally don't. Soooo yeah.
Was considering fashion design way way earlier, but I think it's not really my thing. I love fashion, but not extremely so, not to the point of chasing after them or stalking fashion blogs or runway photos for every season, and I'm not the kind to experiment much. Don't think I have an eye for these things. I love makeup too, and would love to be a makeup artist but ... sigh, I guess you must have a natural eye for things like that, what would suit someone and what wouldn't. So that's it, I think I'm ruling fashion design out.
Maybe I'll consider it in the future when I'm .... err, financially stable, and can afford to experiment with other things. If turns out I'm successful then ... well, that's a good thing! :)
Okay, I've said too much already.
Taaaaaa. Will probably blog soon about some other random thing. Or about my new blog, if I ever get around to create it, PROCRASTINATION! Dang.
♥ craving chocolate kisses ..
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