2009 is ending in a few more hours (11 hours more actually) and I feel obligated to write a post today. it's a narcissistic ritual to please my imaginary readers :D

this was what i wrote on the 31st of December 2008:

"
OF 365 DAYS TO BE SICK....

...I have to be sick on the 365th day of the year

grrrrrr

so i shall end the year with a .... *cough*

And in the bigger picture, spending new year's eve at home sick is really nothing. I have bigger problems and worries to face next year. Hopefully with me being sick so often this period, i better be freaking well for the entire span of next year!"

ok, so I guess I was relatively well this whole year. Only that I did fall sick again few days before new years.
Other than that, I think I did pretty well this year.

In 2009, I:

1. Learnt to drive better. And got my REAL driving license!!!

2. Sewed my skirt!!!

3. Realized my mad maths skillzzzzz (self-proclaimed) are gone. FOREVER

4. Went on a year long crazy shopping spree, ending up with 3 heels, 4 new tshirts, 2 jeans this year alone (excluding aussie craziness)
5. Got my passport and jumped on a plane straight to Melbourne!
where i met my lovely furry pet nephews and nieces. and also visited the 12 Apostles :D
6. PASSED EOS 3
7. My brother became an official DR. and is slaving away to earn money now. lol (ok, this is not really my achievement but whatever k)
   
8. Visited GHKL for the first time 0_0 with CS and Joanne

9. Sewed a dress and a bag

1. Completed Semester 4 and selectives
2. Volunteered in the Kg Angkat project. (too lazy to go fetch pictures now...@_@)
3. Working! (hopefully?)
   

Anyway, it was a good year for me. I hope it was a good year for everyone and I wish everyone the best.
Now, in 2010, I hope I can get a good uni to twin to, pass my ICAs, IMS, and whatever + EOS 5
and survive the year to type another blog post on 31st Dec 2010 :D

selectives are finally over.

summative results are finally out.

I can now have my holidays in peace :D

but now i'm just tired.

i feel something is troubling me.
but i can't put my finger on what is it exactly.

gosh, i hate this feeling. it's like you know you've forgotten to do something but have no idea what that is.

since i'm at it, i might as well write a little on my little excursion to Kg Serendah with most of my batchmates.
Woke up at 5am (shudders..... to wake up when the sun hasn't risen is just wrong. WRONG)
cause we had to be at IMU at 6am. What joy. And as expected, we left 30 minutes later than expected (the infamous malaysian timing)
The trip there was mostly uneventful, until our bus had to traverse a tiny tiny road leading up to the kampung. And it's truly tiny. There was a hill on the left, and a 3? metre drop to a dirty river on the right.
Hats off to the bus drivers who managed to manoeuvre through the road. And also to Joanne's transport minister (aka lorry driver) who managed to squeeze pass the bus on this tiny road when the bus was slowing down.

So we were mainly there to give the villagers a health screening and pass out donations contributed by students and IMU staff. This is an annual event where IMU puts on a façade of a good and caring company *insert cynical laugh*.

I was in charge of registration while Joanne was in charge of Games (which didn't materialize due to time constraints). And it was really slow moving at the beginning. Most villagers were too shy to come to us and the older villagers were all oversleeping thanks to a kenduri they had the night before. We were half expecting the villagers to start coming to us in a drunken stupor. Fortunately, they didn't :D

Talking to the villagers was sometimes most of the time difficult. They didn't understand "ayah" but understood "bapa". And much to mine and Zia's horror, some can't remember their mother's name but remembered their father's name.
Poor mothers..... going through labour pains, breast feeding them, and their children can't even remember their names.

And the form weirdly required us to fill in the father's and mother's IC number. Come on IMU.... I can't even remember my own parent's IC numbers.... what more villagers who couldn't careless about their own IC number.

By afternoon, we were really quite busy. The hall was packed with villagers and IMU students. We were supposed to check their BMI, blood pressure and give them "health talks" on dengue, H1N1, etc. Pity them..... really pity those people who have to explain to them about nutrition and diseases.
Most of the villagers I think were more excited about the donations and free lunch.
We had boxes full of clothes, shoes and miscellaneous items. The joy on the women's face while browsing through the clothes resembles so much like those women rushing to grab stuff during any warehouse sale. Hahahahaha.

Finally arrived at IMU again in the afternoon.
Overall, it was tiring, but fun.
I truly regret not being more active in IMU activities during my 2 years here.
Darn, my brother's prophecies are coming true. Entering sem 1, he said I should be as active as possible while in Bukit Jalil because I'll regret it later. Why?
In clinical school, you'll be so busy, participating in anything other than studying will be the equivalent to watching teletubbies continuously for 3 hours. Torturing, but doable.

Chatting to Yen Kaye, i got the inspiration to bake some cupcakes. When? at 12am.
The thing with me is that when I decide to do something, I must do it. Unless it's really ridiculous.
At 12am it didn't seem so bad at that time. But now, when I'm writing this entry with half closed lids, it was pretty dumb.
Why?

12am- chat and chat. inspiration came!
1am- start. take butter out. Watch an episode of House MD.
2am- butter softened. Start preparing other ingredients.
3am- batter prepared. Start filling in cupcakes and bake the FIRST BATCH (at that time i was thinking, "oh crap.... there's 2 batches?!?!?!"
why? I only have 1 cupcake tray)


3.30am- first batch done. 2nd batch in
4am- finally done.................................

*falls asleep*


Tasted the crumbs and it's not too bad! A bit too sour but it's alright. It's lemon cupcakes after all.
So what should the icing be? Not lemon buttercream cause i think that will just be too much lemon.
Maybe vanilla............