xoxoBex

2009-08-11T05:21:00.000-07:00

very grateful for my riding classes
grateful for the temporary respite
from the moodiness bubbling beneath.
hate being unhappy.
*bluek*

Woody's such a good boy~ ^^
We did good at trotting today...
i am quite pleased with myself.

Felt genuine happiness creeping up as I was riding
with the wind gently blowing against my face
and the sunrays tickling my skin..
and Woody going faster and faster...
feels like we're running and running
to somewhere far far away~

I wish I can ride every day.

*****

baby's finally fixed
we went to pick her up just now.

so relieved and glad that baby is back...
's been more than a week at the mechanic's...
still in a rather pensive mood tho.

me and baby went for our first car wash today~
I ♥ my car so much.

*****

2009-06-28T09:48:00.000-07:00

Do you seek to enter the United States to engage in export control violations, subversive or terrorist activities, or any other unlawful purpose? Are you a member or representative of a terrorist organization as currently designated by the U.S. Secretary of State? Have you ever participated in persecutions directed by the Nazi government of Germany; or have you ever participated in genocide?

this was on the U.S. Visa Application Form.

ya. like, i'll so admit I'm a terrorist .__.

2009-06-23T11:18:00.001-07:00

Dear Bloggie~

*sooooooob* i'm abandoned by my own mummy!!! T____T

since I did not wanna do my med check-up yesterday when mums was on leave, preferring to make ZZZs instead, I had to go do the check-up by myself.

mummy say she won't take another day's leave for me. *sniffles*

Since I overslept I missed my classes with the Burmese refugees. Neesh had driving exams so no classes with Somalian refugees either. *sigh* the whole day was all about my med check-up *bleh~*

The clinic's in CitySquare, the currently decrepit but soon to be resurrected building near KLCC. Anyhows. It's now still super ulu, dark, creepy, and very confusing, i might add. Got lost like a zillion time in the building. And there were no lighting in many places. And...

The lift i took opened up to places like this.

Level 5

Level G

I was momentarily stunned because this floor had no walls and opened up to a vast construction site.

However, I soon regained my composure and was fixated by the hustle and bustle in front of me.

(Just so you know, I *heart* construction sites hehehe and i love, love those cranes and bulldozers and cement mixers and drillers and trucks!!!)

Level LG

*the scariest* it was like a scence straight from a horror movie with cobwebs and abandoned signboards and sealed doors. Didn't dare to snap any photos.

Anyways, I changed lifts.

I ended up here... @.@ *frustrated*

Somehow, I managed to find the clinic in the end...

There was 2 nurses, one a super nice, chatty malay lady and a lanci auntie. I dunno y she muz treat me so lanci-ly. *sulks*

Turns out I need to do urine test. *eww* and they have no attached toilets in the clinic wtf. had to go all the way to some far-flung toilet and carry my pee all the way back. *pffffft* and guess wat? the lanci-auntie-nurse was still eating chips while handling my pee. *bravo*

Anyways after submitting my pee, its time for the check-up! ^-^

I kinda freaked when I was told that there will be a breast examination. The first time my breast kena groped will be by a woman? like *gasp gasp gasp* o.O!!!

However, my fears were unfounded as she merely gave my boobies a little pat. The rest of the procedures were also done in a similar cincai manner. Except the blood test. The pain is very, very real. *ouch* (still hurting now)

X-ray wuz equally scary because I was alone in a dark, gloomy room with a chubby Punjabi dude (the radiologist) wearing nothing but a once-white-but-now-yellowish, bacteria-infected hospital gown. The whole place just radiated with the vibe of old, abandoned, spooky hospital rooms.

Anyways, I survived and my X-ray revealed me to be in the pink of health~ so am rather pleased *beams*

xoxo
Becky

p.s. watched a Youtube video today of an Iranian woman bleeding to death during the current protests... I didn't wanna watch but I just couldn't resist it after reading about it on Yahoo! News.

Now I'm traumatized and very sad.

R.I.P. Neda~ I hope that the violence will stop. *pray*

2009-06-22T10:14:00.000-07:00

Dear bloggie~

I sooo need a PA!!!

*sigh* I'm so disorganised! some days I'm so over-booked but some days, like today, are rather uneventful... no hanging out today. *bummer*

went to the hotel to say bye-bye to auntie and cousins who are flying back to Singapore.

Then it's off to the Canadian High Comm in Menara Tan&Tan to collect my medical check-up form~

There was a tiny commotion when I was there...

Okay, the procedure when you enter the High Comm is...

1. get ur baggie scanned
2. move your fat-ass thru the detectors
3. off your phone and hand it over to the Gurkha guards (with their very heavily-accented and almost unintelligible English) to be held for safe-keeping in the cutest ever little lockers~
4. Take ur locker keys and a small yellow card with your number printed on it.
5. Sit down and wait~

Trouble started when the elderly couple before me couldn't find their number card...
There was a flurry of angry Hokkien-English cuz the gramama wuz scolding her poor husband for misplacing the card...
(while simultaneously arguing with the guard that he didn't give them their number card. >.<)

I was getting a lil worried but thankfully they found the card in one of the old man's pockets... I am just a little concerned that no one really helped these old peoples~ none of the staff tried to assist them and the guard (who was actually really frenly) practically ignored them!

*I'm afraid of getting old huhu~ will anyone help me if lose my stuff next time? we should really be kinder to old people... *

Anyhows. Everything was quite efficient as I got my forms quite fast.
Wished that I could have stayed there longer tho so I can chit-chat with the people sitting around me. There was the nice man with the ink-smudged passport and a Persian dude who's also going to Waterloo ^-^ but unlike me he's gonna do his Ph.D. in kinesiology (or however u spell it)

The rest of my day was spent snoozing like a lil piggy hehe instead of doing my medical check-up... *happy*

I finally got around to choosing my Residence and Meal Plan in Uni online...
You know, I really want a roomie but recently I've been hearing lotsa horror stories... hmmm... hopefully they'll match me with someone great! hehe it's kinda cool cuz they ask me stuff like my sleeping patterns, my social expectations, the music i listen to and other things so that they can match me with the right person heheh
*fingers crossed*

Food is like, one of the most important things in my life and great food really makes me happy~ Me is thanking my lucky stars that I'm gonna be one joyful lil girl in Waterloo. Apparently the University of Waterloo Chefs are the best in Canada *woots* and their Food Advisory Board is FABulous. i'm so lookin forward to happy meals~

Now just being fascinated with random cake decorating videos on Youtube as yet another day in the run-up to my Great Mapleland Adventure passes me by...

xoxo

Becky

now hooked on...
Adam Lambert's No Boundaries
random cake-decorating videos on Youtube *heart*

2009-06-22T06:36:00.000-07:00

yay~ new bloggie ^-^