I'm from Malaysia lah.

Workers at fast food outlets bother me.



Me : One large set of Chicken McDeluxe, please.

The guy : Hah?

Me : Chicken McDeluxe.

The guy : You want set or burger?

Me : A set.

The guy : Medium or large?

Me : Large.

The guy : Wait ah.

(Takes forever. Chit chats with colleagues and ten minutes later arrives back.)

The guy : Nah.

Me : Thanks.



What's the point of fast food again? You take fifteen minutes to get your meal and you have repeat your order over and over again.


That stupid McDonald's worker. Pisses me off everytime.

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And then there's the hassle to buy a reload card.



Me : A Digi ten dollar reload card please.

The guy : What?

Me : Digi reload card.

The guy : How much one?

Me : Ten ringgit.

The guy : Maxis or Digi?

Me : Digi.

The guy : Nah.

Me : Thank you.



*Sigh*


Malaysia today.

I love my attitude (problem).

If I don't update my blog frequently enough it could be because:


1. I'm plain bone lazy.

2. I'm extremely busy that I can't even find time to eat, talk about blogging.

3. I'm doing the hospital attachment which is super tiring.

4. I'm in New York now, busy shopping like I print cash.

5. I'm helping the children in the war torn countries.

6. I'm dead.


But most if the time, if I don't update it's because of reason 1 and possibly 3.


And I am a lazy person and no one needs to say anything about that. I hate being made to do something I hate to do. (Not that I hate to blog, I'm talking about something completely different here.) I'm not a masochist and you can't boss me around.


Shit. I'm ranting again.


Even if everyone in the world told a claustrophobe that there's nothing wrong being in a confined area, he'd still be afraid to be in a confined area. It's entirely up to him to deal with his phobia. There is probably something wrong with me, but why don't you just accept it and respect me? I am a bewitching bitch by nature, I'm sorry.

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And on a completely unrelated note, I read Tony Parson's, Man and Boy which was really really so good. And here's a quote I love from the book.


Men die younger than women. They catch cancer more often than women. They commit suicide with greater frequency than women. They are more likely to be unemployed than women. But for some unfathomable reason, women are considered the victims.


Aren't I such an anti-feminist?

But these places and these faces are getting old, so I'm going home.

I'm home. Finally.


You can never guess how much I anticipated coming back here.



Rewind back to Friday where I was sitting in front my Physics exam paper grinning like an idiot even though I couldn't answer a single question on the paper beause I was going to go home. Two months, two long months before I finally can sleep on my bed at home.


Believe it or not, on the way back home, I was listening to Chris Daughtry's Home. That was how much I wanted to be back here.


And to think that when I was here, I sooo wanted to get out. And now that I have, I sooo can't wait to get back everytime.


But I'm home now. The same old sofa, the same old furnitures, the same old bed where I used to cry myself to sleep, my same old bolster which I used to hug tight and the same old blanket which I used to hide under to talk to my crush over the phone.


God. I'm glad I'm finally home.


And I know I'm going to get screwed when I receive my report card within these holidays. But then again, I'm happy.


For now.


And Wei Wern darling, I'll do your tag later. The later that always becomes later.

The calm before the storm.

One more day to go before the mid term exams.


Five more days to go before the mid term holidays.


Is there any way I could skip five days ahead?



Sigh. How many times have I complained about what a bitch college life is? And no, don't worry I have no time to rant again today.


I have so many things to worry about.



Love.


A wedding.


Chemistry.



And no, I'm not in love nor am I going to get married anytime soon.


I might be having a Chemistry exam up soon but I'm not refering to the aldehyde-carboxylic-acid kind of chemistry but the chemistry that exist between couples.


And the reason I'm worried about those stuff is because I'm hooked to some stupid Korean drama.



Hah. Now you must be wondering what has gotten over this dear blogger and whether her account have been hacked by someone because she must have gone mad to be blogging about some Korean drama when her mid-terms are next week, wait, in one days time and she decides to blog about some boring drama? What???


Don't worry, I assure you, it's me. The same old blogger you all love. I mean, it is me. No one has hacked my account even though the password is pretty easy to crack but for now, this is me.


And the stress have gotten too much that I have succumbed to watching some old-aunty-drama.



So please hope for me that girl will decide to forgive boy even though I'm pretty sure that in all Korean dramas girl would forgive boy and girl and boy will live happily ever after.


And boy, please give her the roses. It's stupid to hide it. Girl would love the roses. Wait, I love the roses. But, girl would love it too.


And why is it that in all Korean dramas the girl gets all the rich and good looking guys? And why is there always a happy ending? Why doesn't it happen to me? Why?


Nevermind. Tomorrow I shall send myself roses and pretend it's from my hot and rich boyfriend.



Dear lord, save me.




Oh shit. Which was it again? Primary or secondary alcohol? That oxidises to ketone?


Secondary. Wait. Erm..


Gahhh.. I need to study.

If a picture says a thousand words, I say a million.

Ignore the title of the post. I'm just being very perasaan because some people actually told me that that my blog is not inspiring enough because I seldom post pictures.


Do remember that you are not obliged to read my blog and losing one reader who thinks my blog is not interesting enough just because I don't post bloody camwhoring pictures of myself in thick make-up and show off my oh-so-fake blonde hair, will not make the whole world crash on me okay.


And, in this blog, pictures don't speak. Tharani does.



Anyway, here are some really amusing pictures and no, it is not of me and my hawt ang moh boyfriend.

Evolved sperms. This picture reminds me a lot of Chuan Shinn and his degenerated-two-headed-no-tail-sperms. (inside joke)

Oh yuck.

Just laugh.

I love this one the most. Sigh. Curiosity.

On a completely unrelated note, happy mother's day, mum.

Some things are better left unsaid.

I've been tagged. And I've been bugged. To do the tag.



The instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.



1. At what age do you wish to marry?

~ 50? 60? I haven't thought about it before, actually. About who I'll end up marrying? Yeah. When I'll marry? Nah.



2. If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?

~ I love you. And I really do mean it.



3. If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you?

~ Wei Wern, of course. (And honey, I will NOT belly dance there, okay. We're supposed to be 'stranded' on an island, thank you very much and the Tharani you know will freak and cry, not belly dance.) I'd bring Sha-maine too so I'd be able to bully her and it would be better if Benny was there to help me with the bullying and that's only if he blogged. I'd make Sherene come along too cause I wouldn't run out of things to talk then.



4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?

~ There's like sooo many places I want to go. So there isn't a particular one. Right now, I want to go to Rome. But Mona Lisa can't possibly ROME without Caesar.



5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?

~ To have every single dream of mine to come true.



6. Do you believe you can survive without money?

~ Do you believe anybody can survive without money?



7. What are you afraid to lose the most?

~ My family and friends. And everyone I love and care for.



8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?

~ Get Aston Martins to beautify the porch of my uber large home by the beach and I'd travel around the world with the one I love and indulge in all the food and stuff I never had. Wait. One million wouldn't be enough. Fine. (I will invest in something profitable and become a multi-millionaire later. Plagiarised Wei Wern's answer which was plagiarised too.)



9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?

~ No way. They do the confessing, I'll do the answering.



10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.

~ Good points? That's like impossible. Bad points can la. Good points? I'd salute the person who can come up with the good points in this girl. She's a juvenile de'linquent, a bitch to the highest order. Total procrastinator which means when she says she'll do it later, the later always becomes later. She talks a lot, babbles most of a time, extremely lazy and her siblings call her a 'demon'. In short, she's exactly like me. Which explains why we're best buddies. Heh.



11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?

~Give me days to answer this and I still won't be done. He must be really good-looking that will make all girls fall head over heels over him but he must love and long only for me. He must be extremely smart and knowledgeable and savoir-faire. His smile must make my knees all weak and wobbly. He should make me feel safe and I should long to be in his arms. He must protect me and be there for me when I fall. Most importantly he should love me and adore me. I'm not done yet actually but some things are better left unsaid.



12. Which type of person do you hate the most?

~ I don't hate people that easily. I might dislike them but not hate. I can't stand gossipers even though I gossip most of the time too. Heh. I don't like people who think they're all that when they're not. I, too, don't like people who don't give others a chance.



13. What is your ambition?

~ To be rich. To buy lots of Astons. To excel in all ways possible. To lead the life I always wanted. To marry the man I love.



14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?

~ I don't judge. Never did.



15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?

~ My family.



16. Are you a shopaholic or not?

~ Ooooh. Yes. Anybody willing to buy buy this babe new heels?



17. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?

~ I like myself the way I am. Thank you.



18. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?

~ Depends. I cannot share all my problems with one person. I don't trust anyone enough for that.



19. What makes you different?

~I'm Tharani.



20. Have you been in love?

~ Some things are better left unsaid.



Okay. Done. Finito. Happy?



Oh yea. I need to tag 8 people. Eight. Which if you minus seven from, becomes one. So I shall tag one person. I know I'm being stupid and crazy and weird and God knows what. But you're reading my blog which means you're the same. So shuddup, okay.


Sha-maine. You are tagged. This shall be the first tag in your blog and let it be from Tharani, the great.



So anyway, thank you for finding time to read this because you owe it to me because I had to find the time to write this in the first place even if I didn't have any time.


College life. Damnnn. Shittttt.


*Scurries off in panic to complete undone assignments.*

Illogical logic.

I got this through an email and I thought it really deserves a spot on my blog.


It's an interview with a doctor. (Apparently.)



Q: I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life - Is this true?

A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it... Don't waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer? Take a nap.



Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?

A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn. And what are these? Vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products.



Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?

A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms up!



Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?

A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one. If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc.



Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program?

A: Can't think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is: No Pain... Good!



Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you?

A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!!.... Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. In fact, they're permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you?



Q: Will doing sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the middle?

A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.



Q: Is chocolate bad for me?

A: Are you crazy? HELLO Cocoa beans! Another vegetable!!! It's the best feel-good food around!



Q: Is swimming good for your figure?

A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.



Q: Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle?

A: Hey! 'Round' is a shape! Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets.



*And remember: 'Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways: Chardonnay in one hand, chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO, What a Ride!'*



*AND.. For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health. It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting nutritional studies.*



1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.



CONCLUSION: Eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what kills you.




~Bloody lame.