It's no fun queuing up during the eleventh hour trying to catch the last train back. Or to be stuck in Subang an hour before the bus leaves.

You know, I thought I was all high and mighty, equipped with the knowledge that I, Jolene Lai, know how to commute back and forth without needing much help from my parents or my darling bf.

Sitting in the ktm and pretending to flip through my anatomy notes like the so called diligent student that I am, I began to freak out that the ride to KL Sentral was taking up the better part of an hour.

Upon reaching KL Sentral, I ran to the toilet because I only had half an hour to switch TWO lrts and hop on to the bus that would bring me back to this shit hole I live in in the name of education and a good career.

I was in a long queue for my ticket to Masjid Jamek. Upon reaching Masjid Jamek, I stopped by the streets for a moment and felt like a true KLite. With the city wind blowing in my hair, drying my sweat and looking up at the sky scrapers..........oh fuck, 15 more minutes to 4pm!!

I immediately bought a ticket to Plaza Rakyat and climbed the stairs. To my dismay, I saw a horde of people descending the stairs. "Oh no," I thought. "I'm definitely going to miss this train.........". So I ran up the stairs and the bell on the LRT went off, indicating that the doors were about to close.

NooOOooOooOOoo....

I ran towards the closing doors....I was doubtful if I could make it.

BUT, with a mighty parabola leap I managed to jump onto the LRT and the doors closed shut behind me. All the passengers inside the LRT were looking at me. I wondered if they would start clapping their hands. Seriously, I felt like I was doing some action movie stunt. Hahahahha.

Die die die.. 10 more minutes left.

When I reached Plaza Rakyat, there was a still a long way more to walk. I ran all the way to the metal walk way that leads to the bus station. My legs were like clockwork!

Along the way I saw a lot of beggars and I thought, "I should be nice."

So as I ran along, I was putting RM1 notes into their mugs without even stopping. Can you imagine the scene? Like I was on some freaking game show.

But anyway, I managed to board the bus.

See, if I had a touch n go card, I would not have to queue up and then I would not have to be so drama-rama about my trips.

My exams are just around the corner.


about 2 weeks more to another hellish round of papers.

Yesterday, we had to conduct a very disgusting experiment during our oral physiology practical session. In a way it was fun because it was interactive.

The 1st experiment was to dry your lower lip with a tissue paper and see if the accessory glands on your lips will secrete small droplets of saliva within a second. If it doesn't, you're at risk of getting caries. (Rapid saliva flow=less chances of carries)


Can you see the droplets of saliva forming on the right hand corner of Lishen's lips? hehehe.

The 2nd experiment was to see how much of 'resting saliva' one can collect in the time span of 5 minutes.


Sorry to disgust ya. I was the only one in the entire class who collected more than 5ml. Not normal.


l-r: Lie Yuen and Wuan Phing. How dainty.


Let me disgust you again.


You guys will still read me/be my friend right? It's all in the name of science:)

I had a low pH value!! My saliva's acidic. I was freaking out because I was the most acidic one in the entire class. I was the sole person in class who had a high chance of developing caries.:(


Prof. Ferguson is a visiting lecturer and the sole oral physiologist in my university. He wrote a book for oral physiology and said that it costs 100 pounds. We found it in the university's library. XD

The 3rd experiment was stimulated saliva. We had to record the amount of saliva collected when one is chewing without the stimulation of taste.


A wax candy. Ewwww.


Yes, I know my teeth very yellow. Bad lighting, ok?

The 4th experiment was to test the buffering power of our saliva.


Once again bad news. Because a normal person's one should be all green.

After awhile, i read the manual properly again and realised, "Oh, doh." It seems that one must fast for two hours before conducting the experiment. It was also stated that citric acid containing food stimulates a rapid saliva flow and a low pH value in one's saliva.

I was walking into the class with a Lime mentos mint in my mouth. -_-;. So i'm normal after all!!


The last experiment was to chew a flavoured chewing hum. This is for the stimulation of taste buds saliva collection experiment.

Stupid Maxis did a dance that he saw on tv for us to see.






l-r: Lishen and Yan Rui


Nah, girls, your eye candy again.
l-r: Chuan Horng, Sett


Can you see my reflection in Lishen's sunglasses?


Ah Thong make spoil.


Jimmy berbodoh.


I like this photo of Lydia! She was laughing and I just snapped.


Camwhoring..


MuAhh


Imagine the shock I got when I was putting on my seatbelt in Lishen's car and suddenly I see *shudder* this.


The weekly cleaner needs a good slapping. I wonder if she knows how many pairs of my sandals she has killed. No sense of respect for other people's items.


Lishen and I camwhoring with the mirror in her room.










One with Wuan Phing's mirror.

I went to the only shopping centre in Sungai Petani with Lie Yuen for a well deserved meal of McDonalds! But do you know that one actually be persuaded to buy things at a crappy shopping mall?! We were going mad because it has been so long since we had the chance to shop.


Pinky now has new friends! Disney princesses at RM1.90 per piece. I still need to go back and get Princess Aurora/Sleeping Beauty. And they don't produce Mulan. :(


L-r: Snow White, Cinderella, Ariel/Little Mermaid, Belle, Princess Jasmine


Story books that I've yet to read. <3. Just bought Memoirs Of A Geisha(Mel, I can wait no longer!)


Lishen and I entwined.

It's bad enough that his jokes only worked for one day(he did silly things like slapping himself to illustrate a point which I have already forgotten-so I don't suppose that stunt worked).

You know the type of lecturer who jokes to the class only to have a sea of expressionless nonchalant faces staring back at him? Yeap. Don't want to give face liao.

Anyway, today he was going on about supplements and how it's important for us. Then one of my cute classmates(she speaks in a very manja way and likes to joke back with him) piped up, "Oh, I don't take supplements because I don't like it."

He "joked" back, "Oh, that's why you're ugly."

And how the class laughed.

The rest of us just smiled politely and prayed fervently that our dear classmate knows how to differentiate between a joke and an actual insult.

Unfortunately, our dear classmate is what you would describe as having her bladder too near to her eyes. By the end of the lesson, a couple of girls were crowding around her patting her on her back. She was actually crying!! We were all abit puzzled as to why she would take it so seriously.

But she's only a woman.

I'm going to launch into a full blown of no-nos to say to a woman.

Never ever EVER tell a woman that she is ugly. Do not even associate the word UGLY with her. She will not be able to sleep at night and will probably remember you for the rest of her life(minimum: 10 years la).

I mean even if the woman has teeth that plays a tune when she speaks, have eyes set apart like a goldfish, have fat fat fat cheeks that resembles char siew paus on either side, have hair so frizzy you can see flies and beetles trapped within it, have folds and folds of fats as a stomach(*hangs head down in sadness* this, I can relate) and a double chin that can hold a pen.....

...you just don't tell her that she's ugly. If you can't say anything, don't say anything. That's good enough.

No matter how horrible a woman looks, the moment tears cascade down her cheeks, you will realise that the word 'ugly' really has such an effect on women. 'Ugly' is a worser word than the word 'fuck' for most women. Actually no, 'slut' comes to a close second. 'Fuck' and 'bitch' have lost their effect due to the excessive daily usage of these words.  

A girl will never ever ever want to hear you agree with her that she is fat.(I am guilty of this.. I'm trying not to sound like a whiny bitch but something serious needs to be done about my torso). Even if she's just abit soft somewhere, you just don't tell her, "Getting a little tubby, are we?"

I'm not too clear if girls can tell each other that they are fat. But as far as I am concerned, it definitely cuts really deep when these words come from the opposite sex. Because every single female will always tell you that she's "fat". Even those who are breathing hard, with their ribcage rising up and sinking down with every breath and with eyes bulging out of their sockets due to a tremendous weight loss will still be "fat".

Fat means insecurities. Insecurities and flaws are meant to be hidden. Being suggested that one might be "fat", can have the same effect as having a peeping tom peeking at you pee/bathe or being naked in public. It's like your flaws are made known to the world when someone points it out.

I know this is all a little too dramatic. Perhaps it's not THE ultimate sin, as there are many sins like cheating, raping etc etc. But just be wary that the words 'ugly' and 'fat' are never to be directed at a woman in her presence. I hope my lecturer learns his lesson.