My *painful* day

May 27, 2008

 

• Ash walks out of lecture hall with friends.
• Ash meets Rosh.
• Ash gets separated by a bunch of people so she moves down the escalator to talk to Rosh.
• Ash’s bag ALSO has a buckle.
• Buckle gets caught onto escalator railing.
• Bag is firmly latched onto Ash’s shoulder.
• Bag buckle stays latched onto escalator railing.
• Bag stays firmly latched on Ash’s shoulder.
• Ash and her shoulder move in the opposite direction.
• Bag pulls Ash back.
• Ash feels like her shoulder is being ripped away from her body. 
• Ash falls on the escalator backwards because the pain is intense.
• Escalator brings a fallen Ash to the second floor.
•  
• Later. . .
  
• Ash’s butt and shoulder are both EXTREMELY sore.
• And then as she stands, so is her ankle.
• Ash walks with a limp and a sore shoulder.

 

I just want to thank Mr Good Samaritan for helping me with my stuff -it was very chavalier of you- and Rosh -Luthor owes you his life- and the other person whose name I didn’t get who saved Boink (my handphone).

 

*hugs*

 

So here’s me thinking that it’s gonna be a while till I make a real friend at IMU when I get a text about an hour later:

 

"Hey, you ok? How’s the leg, can you drive back or do you need me to give you a lift? Be careful la next time. . ."

 

Me :

 

"Hey, it’s ok, I’m good, twas the left leg, you use the right to drive =P thanks for asking tho =) lesson learnt today = bags with buckles are dangerous on escalators, heh"

 

"Good, lol, take care then. See you tomorrow?"

 

"Alrighty. . ."

 

Hmm. Silver lining perhaps?

 

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So maybe a friend can be caring. But the family certainly isn’t -_-

 

Grandma : You’re supposed to pick Niraj up la.

Me : My leg hurts

Grandma : Left leg only what, you drive with your right.

Me : Ah phooey.

 

So off I went and the stupid security guard at the school wouldn’t let me take him back. Seri Mega’s usual UPSR motivation camp was going on so they lock all the kids in and the security guard was being a complete jackass and wouldn’t let Niraj come out so I could take him home for lunch. So in I went to talk to the teacher, frackin’ pissed off with the dude and the teacher in question happened to be. . .

 

DEAR CIKGU ROSLIN!!! =D

 

Yes, my class teacher from back in standard 6! Gosh, she was the best teacher ever. All of us got good grades because of HER. Because of HER, 32 outta 40 students in our class walked away with straight As in our sixth-grade exams (UPSR here in Malaysia) and there she was, walking towards the canteen. So I walked towards her and her eyes widened with recognition as I approached and before I knew it, she was hugging me, hee. . .

 

My fondness for my old school has never died. The friends, the teachers, the institution itself. I miss my teachers, Cikgu Roslin, Cikgu Leela . . .the most prominent ones I could remember. Cikgu Roslin taught us BM and Cikgu Leela, English. They were the strictest teachers in school (and also best friends), all the students spoke in hushed whispers about them, I remember. Cikgu Leela was our discipline teacher so with that apprehension and wariness, I threaded hesitantly into standard 6 in Seri Mega.

 

But what a surprise, they were such lovely teachers. And that spurred me and further encouraged me to study extremely hard. They loved the students, all of us and particularly encouraged the top 10. They gave us tonnes of work but it all paid off. We were a united class for the exams and I think that’s what counts inevitably. 

 

I still remember the day we got our results. Chao Yi, Alissa and I, we were impatient and restless. The teachers had gotten the results from the education department and we were waiting anxiously in class. So Chao Yi and I slipped out of class to meet Alissa (she was next door) and we hovered around outside the corridor. Under the pretext of going to the office to meet another teacher, we went down the stairs. To get to the staff room, you had to pass the office where our teachers had gathered to see what the results were. From the staircase I could see Pn Leela and Cikgu Roslin squealing in joy and hugging each other. We were dying to know what was going on and what had happened. So we hovered around there a little while but then our tuition teacher came up the stairs and met us and I remember her very well too, Pn Ho! Yeah *grins* brilliant name. Anyhoo, she came up to us and we eagerly asked her if she knew what we had got.

 

Pn Ho : All of you. All 5As.

Me : YOU SURE?? 

Chao Yi : Even ME?!

Pn Ho : Yes, even YOU.

 

We didn’t know whether to believe her but our excitement only peaked further. Then Cikgu Roslin came to class and read all the results out. And she’d read your name, your subject, then your grade. So we held our breaths till she read out all our subjects. 

 

"Ashvini. . .Pemahaman=A, karangan=A,English=A,Mathematics=A,Sains=A!!!,"

 

So if she read a name and all the grades were As for each person, we’d all cheer for that person and if there was a B or C, we’d go "awww. . ."

 

Gods, I miss those memories.

 

And then I brought my cert home, with intentions of telling my grandparents that I got 5Bs and it didn’t work cuz my crafty granddad -who was then mobile and walking and always taking me to and fro from school- had come to school without me knowing, gotten my results and gone home.

 

Me : I got 5Bs you know.

Granddad ; Oh really?

Me : Yes. Are you mad?

Grandma : No. Cause we know you’re lying.

Me : *grins*

Granddad : I came and took your results while you were at class.

Me : Yerr. . .no fun la you.

 

I was 12 and I sucked at lying then, I still do now! =P

 

Is this the end of this extremely long memoir?

 

Not at all! =D cuz after I met Cikgu Roslin today -who expects my brother and sister to get the same grades I did, poor things- she took me to the canteen to meet the standard 6 kids.

 

Cikgu Roslin : Pelajar-pelajar, saya nak kamu semua dengar sekejap. (students, listen up)

*The kids looked up from their plates*

Cikgu Roslin : Ini bekas pelajar saya, my ex-student from 1999. She used to study here dan merupakan antara satu yang dapat 5A dalam UPSR pada tahun itu. Sekarang dia dah menjejak ke menara gading dalam bidang perubatan (she’s my ex student from 1999, she’s one of them who got 5As during that year. now she’s in university and doing medicine) *she turns to me* First-year is it?

Me : *is red* Yes.

Cikgu Roslin : Ya, she’s studying to be a doctor at IMU. She always finished all my work, 20 karangan dalam satu minggu pun masih boleh siap (can finish 20 essays in a week). She’s under scholarship, has come out in the papers, seorang pelajar yang sangat cemerlang(good student) and has done Seri Mega proud.

Kids : Waah. . . 

Me : *wants to disappear*

Cikgu Roslin : So ada apa-apa soalan nak tanya, about your exams, macam mana nak study( any questions on how to study), please ask now. You all are fortunate she’s here during your motivasi camp. 

Me : Cikgu. . .

Cikgu Roslin : Ye?

Me : Is this really necessary?

Cikgu Roslin : Of course! Budak ni semua, hah. Kerja bagi sikit, dah nak mengadu kepada ibubapa. Macam mana nak groom untuk UPSR ni? (these kids ah, you give em lil work and they complain to their parents. How can you groom them for the UPSR?)

 

And that was when I was attacked by a few students. I just wish I had looked a bit more impressive: my hair was a mess, I was limping and blah, the whole affair was embarassing. Because all I did for UPSR was past year questions and whatever homework we were given =P No mugging and shit. 

 

Me : Past year questions. And read your, erm, science book. Sasbadi is good.

 

*sniggers*

 

Moral of the story?

 

I miss school. I miss my teachers. I miss Seri mega, Taman Yarl and yes, even Sri Sentosa.

I miss my childhood period.  

But I take solace knowing that I spent it well and hat I did lots of people proud and I’m hoping those memories push me to do a lot more in life to be proud of. 

 
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Your - weekly? - Ashyville Updates

May 17, 2008

 

It HAS been a while, hasn’t it?  =D What are my excuses this time around?

 

1. Medschool
2. Medschool
3. Sleep Medschool

-_-

 

I have not left the house at ALL this week. After uni, back home I go. And as a result, I’ve saved 80 bucks of my 100 ringgit allowance!  Where did 20 ringgit go? On IMU’s ridiculously new parking rates which are seriously fucked up -_-

 

It’s 2 frickin’ bucks for the first hour and an hour after that! I spend 8am to 1pm at uni and I get charged A FRACKIN’ 6 BUCKS FEE! And oh yes, we supposedly get this new car park that’s free - oh how kind - but it’s all the way PAST Vista C and takes eons to walk from there to uni -_-  For someone who is perpetually late to uni every single damn day, that does NOT work for me. Nope.

 

I might as well park at home and just WALK to uni every day -_-

 

Alright, rant aside, what ELSE has been happening in good ole Ashyville, eh?

 

I’ve been trying my utter best to keep up with lectures, yes. I am no longer a Backbencher, but slowly making a transition to a Middleton and eventually, a Frontier. Baby steps Ash, baby steps.

 

The only chilling-out/lepak activity this week has been the ISOW welcoming party. Ash has also been pretty sick this whole week. Tho she somewhat recovered from the flu last week, she gets a high fever from her sister this week and then later has a mild case of food poisoning due to extremely old root beer from A&W -_- What was she doing there? Ahh. . .story number 2 beckons

 

In the past two weeks, two good things have happened in terms of the money-making/career front:

1. I got a part-time job at youthmalaysia.com as an article-contributor/writer. Get paid 10-50 bucks per article, depends on how much work has gone into the matter. This may not seem like much considering that it’s not often I get an article to write about but the mere fact that I get to WRITE and get PAID itself is sheer joy for me =D Like I said before, baby steps.
2. My aunt who works as a reporter for Utusan Melayu managed to hook me up with someone who works for Malaysian Today (http://malaysiantoday.com.my) and I met with the journalist on Thursday night with a last-minute lame attempt at a resume and my articles in the news ( I have stuff in the Star, NST, Sun and Utusan) to somewhat sell myself as an aspiring part-time journalist, full-time med student. The fact that I’m from IMU carried some weight - they need someone from a university who’d be able to provide more insight into writing articles on youth and lifestyle. The journalist, Kiru, she seemed promising. I’m keeping my fingers crossed on that one.

 

Apart from that, tho I am crawling on the studying front, SOME info on the kidneys and urinary tract and oral cavity seems to have gone in. Not much but it’s a start. You can stop laughing now, Iron Man.

 

Also, my mother seems to be more open on areas regarding the love-life - she and Emperor Insanity now exchange lovely emails and even use endearing terms. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing =P

 

And OH! 31 days till Jakun gets back to KL! *jumps up and down excitedly* Then again, my first summative is on the 20th of June, so I won’t be hanging with her till it’s over, so make that, 31+4 days =D

 

Also, I’ve decided to paint my room interesting shades of blues and greens and perhaps, one wall purple. I need more colour in my life - yes, do NOT raise your eyebrow at me, you judgemental buffoons.

 

Aaaaaaaand, my COP is going to be done in PENANG!!! =D Yes! It’s gonna be like homecoming! If there’s one state in Malaysia that I love to bits, its Penang, waaaay more than I love KL. Beach, town, good food, ah BLISS. I love Penang. So we’re probably gonna take a day to do the COP and hang out for the remainder of days =P Batu Feringghi, here we come!!!!

 

Unfortunately, the PMC crowd would have left by then *cries* I’m gonna miss you guys sooo much but for those living in KL+ Selangor, WE MUST MEET AFTER MY SUMMATIVES! =D

 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand, in this blissful period of being antisocial, money-minded and a geek, I’ve managed to come up with a short story too =D

 

But some kids might not like it on account of it being. . .ah, I’m not gonna spoil it for you lot. Read the next post and tell me whatchu think

 

Nothing inspiring or thought-provoking I have, all thoughts on people, race, religion and homosexuality to only surface when I feel like writing some deep shit.  Meanwhile:

 

I need to meet/talk to these few people because I miss them:

1. Pink Potato Princess
2. Scandal Woman
3. Queen Quah
   
4. Hajime
   

Not to say I don’t miss the rest la. Just tak cukup time for all of you =P

 

Buhbye you lot, be good!

Telly-time, Books, PBL and Absolute Randomness

May 10, 2008

My mother asked me why I never liked the series ‘Ghost Whisperer’. I told her it was terribly depressing and that I could not watch something as emo and low as that.

 

She said that I was too sensitive.

 

So in an attempt to prove that I’m not too sensitive, I watched an episode today. I rose to the challenge.

 
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Looks like . . .

May 6, 2008

 

1. I have my work cut out for me this week - read blood, lectures = kidney *headdesk*
2. I have the attention span of a hyperactive kid -  an average of 5 minutes when staring at a grossly thick medical textbook
3. I am BROKE -_-
4. I  have to think up a logo and tshirt design for the ISOW society
5. AND also think of a way (or someone) to put together a nice video of how ISOW started IN TIME for the welcoming party
6. AND put together the slides for our society’s presentation

It ALSO looks like. . . 

 

1. I have to be patient in waiting for Smallville episodes 16-22 to come out since Streamass is f-ing shitty today *sobs*
2. No watching the Superman movies I just bought.
3. I’m a DC comic fan =D
4. I have to get my tuition students to frickin’ pay up

Ah life. The bliss of a hectic schedule -_-

 

 

Saaaaaaalsa!

April 21, 2008

   

That’s right folks! Ash is doin’ the saaaaaalsaaaa!

Dontchu just love the way that rolls off the tongue? =D

 

But I’ll admit, I should tone down the excitement a bit. I made a turn today (I’ve forgotten what that move is called, such is my attention span) and ended up a few feet away from my original position. Our dance instructor, Mr William Lor said I got too excited =P

 

And this is what rocks about the dance class. There have to be people that are FRIENDLY and know each other real well. Like in this class, all us IMU people seem to be getting along real well: There’s Losh of course *hugs Losh*, Gajan, Randika, Wai Chong, Sabrina, Nirmal, Kor Woi and a few other people I’ve yet to remember names of. It’s real fun actually, we’re all new at this, so we’re learning together.

 

The last time I went for dance classes, it was hiphop dancing. and I went with my bestie, Jakun, who’s now miles away.  And those dance moves were pretty fun and come in handy when on the dance floor -tho not particularly useful for Retro Night in Saujana Club-  and a lot more relaxed. In hip-hop, ANYTHING can be a cool dance move. Even just walking and strutting your stuff or flailing your arms out in a very poser-sorta way. The dance itself was fun but the studio, students and the teacher, were highly distant. 

 

This time around, everyone seems spirited and wants to learn! Plus it’s latin dancing and we’re gonna be learning a few more dances just that, we’re starting out with the salsa. Salsa’s a lil fast but it’s still fun! =D and today, we learnt like 5 basic steps and YET it was tiring cuz we had to keep on doing it and moving loads.  Then again, Ash isn’t very fit so I SHALL be groaning quite a bit. 

 

But hey, all in the spirit of fun!

 

Anyhoo, what makes this class different is that our instructor is pretty spirited too =) he’s got this very ahbeng quality about him that makes him pretty likeable and he doesn’t make us feel stupid when we do stupid things. Like, he laughs with us rather than at us. And if he senses that you’re feeling a little conscious, he tries to ease you up. We have 12 girls and 6 guys in the class, hah! Which means each guy gets two girls. I bet you lot are loving this, aren’t ya?

 

I end up partnering Gajan AND Loshana for when Gajan had to dance with female no.2. We couldn’t get it right at first cuz the steps are sorta similar and you can get confused with em. The twirling part was hilarious.

 

Gajan : Ash, somehow your hand seems misplaced.

Ash : I know! I think I twirled too much.

Gajan : Alright, we’ll try this again.

*twirl number 2*

Gajan : Ash, you do not let GO of my hands! Come back here you!

=P

So that’s the salsa class. It’s fun, I’ve enjoyed our first class, we’re having one more this week, after lecture at 10.30am at the dance studio in IMU. So people who haven’t heard about it - please come (particularly the guys) because we have females that lack partners!!!

 

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Now for the ISOW Club =D

 

People people people, I’m now part of the commitee of a very important club that needs a lot more publicity than it gets - The In Support of Women Club (ISOW)!

 

 

Yes, currently am heading the Publicity bureau which means that I shall be maintaining our society’s blog, also spreading the gospel word of female chauvenism around IMU and hopefully, the world! *evil laugh*  And coming up with t-shirt designs, badge designs, advertising and getting people to join us and take part in stuff. We ought to be having a Breast Cancer Awareness Week in October and possibly, some awareness campaign on cervical cancer in women. Apart from that, we’ll be having a lot more activities that benefit women and help men understand us better

 

Oh oh, what’s SOOO incredibly cute about this entire thing is that we have guys in the society, lots of em, haha! Tho their reasons for being there, might not entirely be noble ones

 

Activities that were hosted in which our lovely men couldn’t take part in were like the Clinique Cosmetics event where we got people from cosmetic outlets to come show us how to wear make-up la! And another event hosted by Triumph to show women how to choose your bras carefully *grins* like if you’re an D cup and wanna look like a B, please do NOT attempt to wear smaller bras cuz it’s not gonna work. Those double Ds WILL pop out of em somehow.

 

 Zia’s our president - and I can’t think of a better one really =) and Jeremy Jumperlingam Joseph as our VICE!!! Yay!!! *hugs Jeremy* Our YesMan, a model for all men everywhere

 

Loshana’s our secretary and she’s got Alex as the vice. Treasurer’s Gaik Si (did I get that right??) and me and Anushya are in charge of publicity! Yay! =D

 

With a fine crew like that, I suppose ISOW’s gonna be a lot more active and heard of this year around. So people who are reading and are NOT members, DO JOIN. Yes, even the men.

 

Because it takes real men to join ISOW

 

Alrighty, that’s it for THIS post. I have more to blog but they deserve separate unique posts.