to prove that my not-laziness was not a shortlived spurt of misplaced energy(misplaced,because i cld have used that energy to watch tv,or sleep.yes,sleep takes energy.figure it out yourself :p), i will try my best (aka give up after awhile anyway) to post every week.
haa haa haa.
anyways, i just finished my first week of the second sem.and i already have homework for every single class i go to.hmm,no doubt there was some wisdom in my frens practice of just not going to class.but then i would piss my lecturers off, and then i would probably fail the course, because art is subjective and if the lecturer hates your subjective guts you will subjectively fail.as the much-unloved prof h used to say Life Is Not Fair.duh.
so i'm now taking a minor!hah!and my minor is Fine Arts!double hah.i am now allowed to call myself an artist (artist artist!!just like constable and botticelli!!),despite the fact that i have never acually painted anything resembling a work of art.alas, this comes at a price.the very expensive price of paintbrushes,paints and stuff to paint on.such is life.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
my new template
okay,due to my total incapability to utilize that dmn blogskin template, i have turned to the pink side.i have nothing against pink.it's better than, say, neon green.or boring black.or poo brown.eventually, of course,i will change it.harharhar.if i ever figure out how to.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
update!
i have decided to update my blog, because my mum accused me of being lazy. i could, of course, do other stuff to prove that i am not lazy, like design the t-shirt for the exco citrawarna or the one for the debate union, like i'm supposed to do, but since i am sitting here in front of a computer with nothing much to do (which is almost the same as avoiding doing a lot of stuff), i might as well kill two birds with one keyboard.
if you're wondering what the birds are, it is a) banishing my mother's assumption that i am a holiday layabout,whichby the way i enjoy being and don't exactly feel the need to defend but unfortunately i still have a conscience (why isnt it pronounced con-science?why con-shuns?why?what inspired the first inquisitive farmer to roll milk about until it became butter?) and b) uh..not sure, but having a) and b) is more impressive than just having a), don't you think?
anyway, i have to be back in uni by the 15th because they lack common sense, and because i have to register, so i went this morning with my grandpa to buy bus tickets.i a practically an old pro at riding a bus.it is not exactly something to be proud of.i hate travelling.on anything.travelling is boring, and i hate boring things (including all seasons of superman and the OC).anyway, all tickets to penang before the 18th for konsortium, plusliner etc.,were bought up, for some unfathomable reason, and we had to get tickets from a bus company i had never heard of,kejora.fortunately it was a night bus, so i would probably(hopefully) be too asleep to notice any obvious hideousness.
so, that was pretty much my adventure for the day.oh, and then i bought a box of dunkin donuts,i love dunkins,right up there with burger king but below famous amos and johor mee kari.anyway, they actually had a peanut butter and jelly donut!isnt that cute?!sadly it disappeared in my brothers grasp before i could so much as swipe the peanut butter off the top.evil.
if you're wondering what the birds are, it is a) banishing my mother's assumption that i am a holiday layabout,whichby the way i enjoy being and don't exactly feel the need to defend but unfortunately i still have a conscience (why isnt it pronounced con-science?why con-shuns?why?what inspired the first inquisitive farmer to roll milk about until it became butter?) and b) uh..not sure, but having a) and b) is more impressive than just having a), don't you think?
anyway, i have to be back in uni by the 15th because they lack common sense, and because i have to register, so i went this morning with my grandpa to buy bus tickets.i a practically an old pro at riding a bus.it is not exactly something to be proud of.i hate travelling.on anything.travelling is boring, and i hate boring things (including all seasons of superman and the OC).anyway, all tickets to penang before the 18th for konsortium, plusliner etc.,were bought up, for some unfathomable reason, and we had to get tickets from a bus company i had never heard of,kejora.fortunately it was a night bus, so i would probably(hopefully) be too asleep to notice any obvious hideousness.
so, that was pretty much my adventure for the day.oh, and then i bought a box of dunkin donuts,i love dunkins,right up there with burger king but below famous amos and johor mee kari.anyway, they actually had a peanut butter and jelly donut!isnt that cute?!sadly it disappeared in my brothers grasp before i could so much as swipe the peanut butter off the top.evil.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
long time
oh yeah, also realised i havent posted in a long time.mostly becasue i have no time whatsoever to post fun stuff!!so, time management is very important once you get into uni. of course you will only find this out truly when you run urself ragged doin asigs last minute, aka multiple near-death experiences.and they say the art faculty lecturers are Nice. Rubbish.kay, some are nice. but they are Not Kind.
oh well. miss you guys lots.cant wait to go to kl for raya!!!oh, uncle bert, aunty hadiah, hannah, kak yumn,and the little boy!oh, and kak nur ;p and mid valley and bb and sungei wang.....and all the keks and biskuts!!!!oh drool.oh joy. :)
oh well. miss you guys lots.cant wait to go to kl for raya!!!oh, uncle bert, aunty hadiah, hannah, kak yumn,and the little boy!oh, and kak nur ;p and mid valley and bb and sungei wang.....and all the keks and biskuts!!!!oh drool.oh joy. :)
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
the weekend
last weekend i went to gua tempurung under some mahasiswa baru bermasyarakat program which i have no clue about, but it was wicked fun.lots of fun.the cave was incredible!!incredibly tortuous.incredibly dark.and wet.and poky.and big.we went in at like 10 and came out at 5.the weird thing is that you don't even feel it when your down there.i mean u feel hungry, and then you're like, okay, this is lunchtime, but for all you know its 4 o clock and you never realised it.
we got the grand tour, god knows how many platforms.everything was wet and stony or dry and cold.people were still making jokes 6 hours into it.did i mention it was fun?;p
after that we went and did the bermasyarakat part of the thing and dragged our tired asses to some kampung orang asli.the bus couldnt go up so we went up in a lorry.yup.a lorry.that was cool too haha.we slept in the kampong school which was waay cleaner than any school i've been to.it looked like a normal school if anyone was wondering.made of brick and stone and glass.
everyone (NOT including yours truly) stuffed their faces with durian at the durian eating contest that night, and like that wasn't enough torture, they had an asli idol contest.people you never expected came up and sang and i think some people almost keeled over when kak syikin got up and insisted on singing mantera semerah padi.hilarious.and i have proof, too;p
the next day we went to the river!!!i sat under a waterfall!!!it is not something i would encourage other people to do.but it was fun.and the water was so clean!!!
later we had a bunch of asli kids in the school hall for some motivational prog, and then we skedaddled, arriving back at uni at 10 at night.relief.a bed.a shower.no need to lug around two days more worth of stinky clothes.of course, my pengarah projek for the ambang merdeka thing decided to call a meeting at 11.30 so the relief was shortlived.but it was good while it lasted.
next night we had a yayasan sarawak dinner,but only llis, jas and i went.
and then the next day i went looking for my lecturer to beg him to accept my assig that i had passed up late (or so i thought) on friday only to find he hadnt even noticed.jeez.i left it outside his door for gods sake.show some anger!lol.my relief knew no bounds.that's about it so far.i havent flunked any assig.yet.hopefully i wont.coz i like my assigs, i really do.im just laazy.
we got the grand tour, god knows how many platforms.everything was wet and stony or dry and cold.people were still making jokes 6 hours into it.did i mention it was fun?;p
after that we went and did the bermasyarakat part of the thing and dragged our tired asses to some kampung orang asli.the bus couldnt go up so we went up in a lorry.yup.a lorry.that was cool too haha.we slept in the kampong school which was waay cleaner than any school i've been to.it looked like a normal school if anyone was wondering.made of brick and stone and glass.
everyone (NOT including yours truly) stuffed their faces with durian at the durian eating contest that night, and like that wasn't enough torture, they had an asli idol contest.people you never expected came up and sang and i think some people almost keeled over when kak syikin got up and insisted on singing mantera semerah padi.hilarious.and i have proof, too;p
the next day we went to the river!!!i sat under a waterfall!!!it is not something i would encourage other people to do.but it was fun.and the water was so clean!!!
later we had a bunch of asli kids in the school hall for some motivational prog, and then we skedaddled, arriving back at uni at 10 at night.relief.a bed.a shower.no need to lug around two days more worth of stinky clothes.of course, my pengarah projek for the ambang merdeka thing decided to call a meeting at 11.30 so the relief was shortlived.but it was good while it lasted.
next night we had a yayasan sarawak dinner,but only llis, jas and i went.
and then the next day i went looking for my lecturer to beg him to accept my assig that i had passed up late (or so i thought) on friday only to find he hadnt even noticed.jeez.i left it outside his door for gods sake.show some anger!lol.my relief knew no bounds.that's about it so far.i havent flunked any assig.yet.hopefully i wont.coz i like my assigs, i really do.im just laazy.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
variasiswa!!!!!
5.aug.2006
we had the variasiswa on the 5th night and it was SO COOL!!!! It was so fun. It was beyond fun. It was the most incredible experience I’ve had in uni. so far. The lights! The makeup! The music! The noise!! There was lots of noise. Mostly made by my desa reps. Haahaa.
The night starts at 9, but they drag you down for rehearsal at 8 in the morning, and then they let you sleep til 5, which is when they slap on the makeup.i had my makeup done by 4 people, because each one after the other thought I didn’t have enough makeup. Really. Lol. After that everyone looked like Alice in Wonderland:the Musical rejects. With glitter.
Our hero and heroine, elmy and biha, looked like they were knocked on the head with a sack of stardust, and the rest of us couldn’t escape the inevitability of looking like extras on Fairy Night Live. Abang ee was so enthusiastically thorough it took two days for everyone to get rid of the damned stuff. Me and two friends went for the Sarawak Society round island trip serba berkelipan. Fortunately, not so obvious in the day time la.
So at 8.30 they herded us off to the DTSP (dewan tunku syed putra, where everything and titas happens), where we met people who looked even more OTT, and we were grateful for that ;p. The persembahan2 was by each desa, and our lottery rep pulled the last no (ELEVEN) for us. So we sat through 10 plays, dances and musicals before our turn, and just watching them made us tired. Mostly because abg ee and elmy would stand up and cheer, dance and make lots of noise (and whose actions we all would dutifully mimic, having nothing else better to do through the 10 performances. Plus it was lots of fun) at every opportunity. I mean every. Music would be playing for the stage show and all of a sudden the two rows at the back would be standing up and, I don’t know, maybe you could call it dancing, and laughing and singing. Insanity. The other desas were so boring. They should have given us a prize for being the most spirited. Or a prize just to shut us up. Haha.
Anyway, we didn’t win, but it didn’t really matter. 9 other desas didn’t win and I can’t even remember who did lol. After that there was an excess of picture taking. Thank god for my camera!!!i will have eternal memories. Seeing as my god given memory is notoriously lousy. Yay!Yay!
Everyone was too lazy to walk out for dinner so we accepted (haha) the free food and melepaked in the bilik gerakan. After that, most people went back to their rooms, except those who were still itching with excitement. That would include me. So someone switched on the radio and I went around recording people dancing. Or trying to dance. It was hilarious. I’d show it here but I’d have to ask everyone’s permission to publicly humiliate them on the net.
That’s about it, I guess. I can totally understand why some people just love being in theatre. It isn’t so much the actual acting but the family-ness you end up having with your fellow ‘actors’ and ‘technicians’. Seriously. After practicing with these people every night from 10 to 1 nearly 3 weeks in a row, you can’t help but miss them (you also can’t help but sleep at 2, because your body clock is so messed up). I know they’ll probably never read this, but here goes: love you guys, and thanks for the most funnest experience ever!! May we all be able to sleep normally someday. Probably after the ambang merdeka thing…oh man.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
assigs
i have finally mastered de scanner!!well, not exactly masteredlah, but it sort of does what i want it to do.like, scan stuff.so i scanned my lovely faustine.(de loveliness is of course relative, seein as the lady lacks a face, arms and visible limbs. isnt her dress nice though;p) i mean, i hope her pic shows up, otherwise i'll leave it to your imagination..wooooo.
i actually had class today!and i learned a lesson.always do your assigs.and do them secara canggih.no more pen and paper!!that is so old school bleh.we must use attention grabbing colours and yeah yeah whatever. nxt time i will actually DO my assig.hence the being online at this hour haha.
okay, will now do assig instead of scribblin.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
good night
ha.finally got online.finally got chucked out of the variasiswa meeting..haha.nolah.our seniors ketandusan ideas, so they chucked us out.disturbing their brain percolations i guess. too true.
Today being the 23rd of July, Sunday.
9:45 pm
Slept at 2 and missed church because too lazy to wake up. Washing clothes tomorrow only because too lazy to wash today. Have great desire to miss variasiswa practice to use the net and it’s not like I do anything there except contribute to the noise pollution. But alas the net connection refuses to work with me and come into existence. Curse it soundly. Curse curse.
Having great fun designing my faustine/mucha-inspired t-shirt. So much so that I wanna walk around inna pencil-drawn daze. it’s like having too much freedom. It’s intoxicating. I don’t think I even have class tomorrow. Yippee. Sleep late. As usual. Maybe I’ll do my OTHER assignment, one which involves reading and writing. Big yawn. How do the sci people exist ;p.
I sorely resent ping’s lamentation of my taste in men. I have impeccable taste in men!!just because I never date anyone doesn’t mean I have bad taste. It means I have too good taste. or something like that. Heh. And anyway drawing and stuff is just way too consuming for me to pay attention to anyone else. Boy, did that sound hollow haha.
I wish I had brought all my sketchbooks and magazines with me!!i spent all day trying to find a figure in the pose that I wanted. Then I gave up and made faustine wear a long, all-enveloping dress so I wouldn’t have to care how she was standing. Now I just have to be bothered about drawing the draping of miles and miles of cloth…
Ooh, did I mention that I now constantly listen to peterpan and sheila on 7??i can imagine my respectably rocker cousins cringing at the very thought of my taste.mwahaha. it’s ok, first chance I get I’ll download a garbage album. Maybe milk or something. If the net ever decides to cooperate. Stupid net. No wait, maybe I’m going about this the wrong way..great net!!wonderful net!!who inspires and provides us with so much information, both true and of dubious origin!!oh how grateful am I...that I am talking crap.fine.don’t connect. I don’t care. I’ll go for that variasiswa meeting and lose at congkak again.
9:45 pm
Slept at 2 and missed church because too lazy to wake up. Washing clothes tomorrow only because too lazy to wash today. Have great desire to miss variasiswa practice to use the net and it’s not like I do anything there except contribute to the noise pollution. But alas the net connection refuses to work with me and come into existence. Curse it soundly. Curse curse.
Having great fun designing my faustine/mucha-inspired t-shirt. So much so that I wanna walk around inna pencil-drawn daze. it’s like having too much freedom. It’s intoxicating. I don’t think I even have class tomorrow. Yippee. Sleep late. As usual. Maybe I’ll do my OTHER assignment, one which involves reading and writing. Big yawn. How do the sci people exist ;p.
I sorely resent ping’s lamentation of my taste in men. I have impeccable taste in men!!just because I never date anyone doesn’t mean I have bad taste. It means I have too good taste. or something like that. Heh. And anyway drawing and stuff is just way too consuming for me to pay attention to anyone else. Boy, did that sound hollow haha.
I wish I had brought all my sketchbooks and magazines with me!!i spent all day trying to find a figure in the pose that I wanted. Then I gave up and made faustine wear a long, all-enveloping dress so I wouldn’t have to care how she was standing. Now I just have to be bothered about drawing the draping of miles and miles of cloth…
Ooh, did I mention that I now constantly listen to peterpan and sheila on 7??i can imagine my respectably rocker cousins cringing at the very thought of my taste.mwahaha. it’s ok, first chance I get I’ll download a garbage album. Maybe milk or something. If the net ever decides to cooperate. Stupid net. No wait, maybe I’m going about this the wrong way..great net!!wonderful net!!who inspires and provides us with so much information, both true and of dubious origin!!oh how grateful am I...that I am talking crap.fine.don’t connect. I don’t care. I’ll go for that variasiswa meeting and lose at congkak again.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
hah!so i'm surviving at usm, and its the weekend of the third week here.and all i have to say is...Pusat Seni RAwKS!!!!!ye..we have one class a day, and its occasionally cancelled.in fact so far i have had exactly one proper class, and in that class, learned how to draw vertical and horizontal lines.yup.i drew lines.for 2 hours.how great is that?that is too great.it is too unbelievable.im taking a degree in my hobby.
and!my first assignment is to design a t-shirt.incredible.my whole course is 100% coursework.i will never have written tests, unless my teacher feels like it.see, arts is completely the Reverse of the Norm.you are expected to dress like,i dunno,like not-formal or tightassed.i bet they give us marks for style.and your homework is based completely on your own creativity.it's all you.serlahkan personalitimu and all that.wear bright colours and weird clothes so that when people look at you they know, ah tulaaah, budak seni, kureng betul..haha.
so far here i have been speaking bm all the time 24 hours.i have never spoken so much bm in my life.and its mostly sarawak malay.imagine coming all the way to malaya and going around kitak- and kamek-ing.jeez.naturally the sarawakians stick together because people generally don't know what to do with us.we are united before the confusion of others.
im supposed to give a useful guide to life in usm for all those people who are gonna come here so they won't be lost and stupid like i was when i was packing, but..im just too lazy.you get like that after a while.heheh.i'll tell you about my first week.
i cried every night.i felt like crying whenever people talked about family,or hometowns, or kuching.i hated penang.the weather sucked.the food sucked(canteen food mah).the people sucked.washing my own laundry sucked.bathing without a heater sucked.normal tv sucks.
and then after the fourth or fifth day i just stopped crying,or feeling depressed, or anything.it was the day after i called my dad and told him i couldn't stand it anymore and i wanted to go home and i was stupid not to ask for any random course at unimas. haha.
of course everything didn't just suddenly become okay.
missing supernatural on thursdays still sucks.also people still ask me which country i come from.and i bother my cousins a lot more because i have no one to talk to heheh putting my credit to good use.
otherwise, i know where my classes are, and im enjoying my course so far(probably coz there's so little of it) and i have a bunch of sarawakians to hang out and mengumpat orang malaya with haha.
i still miss everyone and evrything..miss you guys,miss you miss you
and!my first assignment is to design a t-shirt.incredible.my whole course is 100% coursework.i will never have written tests, unless my teacher feels like it.see, arts is completely the Reverse of the Norm.you are expected to dress like,i dunno,like not-formal or tightassed.i bet they give us marks for style.and your homework is based completely on your own creativity.it's all you.serlahkan personalitimu and all that.wear bright colours and weird clothes so that when people look at you they know, ah tulaaah, budak seni, kureng betul..haha.
so far here i have been speaking bm all the time 24 hours.i have never spoken so much bm in my life.and its mostly sarawak malay.imagine coming all the way to malaya and going around kitak- and kamek-ing.jeez.naturally the sarawakians stick together because people generally don't know what to do with us.we are united before the confusion of others.
im supposed to give a useful guide to life in usm for all those people who are gonna come here so they won't be lost and stupid like i was when i was packing, but..im just too lazy.you get like that after a while.heheh.i'll tell you about my first week.
i cried every night.i felt like crying whenever people talked about family,or hometowns, or kuching.i hated penang.the weather sucked.the food sucked(canteen food mah).the people sucked.washing my own laundry sucked.bathing without a heater sucked.normal tv sucks.
and then after the fourth or fifth day i just stopped crying,or feeling depressed, or anything.it was the day after i called my dad and told him i couldn't stand it anymore and i wanted to go home and i was stupid not to ask for any random course at unimas. haha.
of course everything didn't just suddenly become okay.
missing supernatural on thursdays still sucks.also people still ask me which country i come from.and i bother my cousins a lot more because i have no one to talk to heheh putting my credit to good use.
otherwise, i know where my classes are, and im enjoying my course so far(probably coz there's so little of it) and i have a bunch of sarawakians to hang out and mengumpat orang malaya with haha.
i still miss everyone and evrything..miss you guys,miss you miss you
Thursday, June 29, 2006
the big blink
the big one happened one day when i was preparing for my driving test and my friend took that opportunity to call me up with the results of the ipta placement, causing me to stall on top of the hill and leaving me to scream at her while trying not to roll into the car behind(yeah, yeah.brake?what brake?).
me: what??
friend: you got graphic communications
me: what??
friend: yeah.what's that?
me: what??i don't know!!
friend: didn't you apply for it?
me: no!!!...oh.yeah.yeah!!!but i don't know what the heck it is!!what the hell is graphic comm??
friend: i don't know!!
it went on like that (don't worry, i went over the hill and parked at the side of the road) until i said, sorry for yelling, and she said , it's ok. and the she said, it's at usm.
me: what's that?
friend: universiti sains, u idiot.
me: oh.
friend: it's in penang. hello?didn't you check?
me: whaat??how was i supposed to know?? what the hell???art degree at sains unii!!!??
friend: at least u applied for it.
me: yeah!!but i'm supposed to get psychology!!!oh godddd..
and the i asked her what she got, and we commiserated, and then i called my mum and snapped at her because she sounded so happy.
and then when i got home, i was so upset i cried the whole day.seriously.i don't think i cry much, but everytime someone mentioned uni, or art or whatever, i'd just go off to my room and cry into my old pinky(my toy of unknown species, not my little finger).
it was mostly because i was a science student, so i hadn't expected to get such an arty course (it's called Fine Arts-Graphic Communications for god's sake). and i hadn't applied for any science courses (except two that i knew i wouldn't get), so i figured it'd be easy to get what i wanted, which was psych.
WRONG!!!kids, when u fill up your uni application forms, don't mess around!!!you see, you have eight choices, which is a lot considering the courses we have are kinda similar at any uni. so u usually run out at choice 5 or 6. like me. if you do, please don't be stupid enough to fill in random courses just because you think you won't get it in a million years. you WILL. and then when you de, you have NO RIGHT whatsoever to complain, because YOU actually got something on your list (even if you were not fully using your brain at that moment), whereas some people only got random pointless courses or NO COURSE AT ALL.
so the next day after making myself sick with crying, i woke up and figured art was no big deal. i actually love art, but i was being a snob i guess. all those years of being a sci student brainwashes you. i didn't feel like i had wasted all that crying, i really was upset at the time. but to think about it rationally, how much easier is it to get a job in an arts-related field than a science or psych-related one, right?assuming i don't flunk out of uni.
so that was the big one. it was a ton of bricks falling out of an aircraft and hitting you on the head, so that when you wake up from the coma you don't know what the heck just happened. a turning point in life just happened, that's what. so you're left wondering what's gonna happen next. jeng jeng jeng jeng...
me: what??
friend: you got graphic communications
me: what??
friend: yeah.what's that?
me: what??i don't know!!
friend: didn't you apply for it?
me: no!!!...oh.yeah.yeah!!!but i don't know what the heck it is!!what the hell is graphic comm??
friend: i don't know!!
it went on like that (don't worry, i went over the hill and parked at the side of the road) until i said, sorry for yelling, and she said , it's ok. and the she said, it's at usm.
me: what's that?
friend: universiti sains, u idiot.
me: oh.
friend: it's in penang. hello?didn't you check?
me: whaat??how was i supposed to know?? what the hell???art degree at sains unii!!!??
friend: at least u applied for it.
me: yeah!!but i'm supposed to get psychology!!!oh godddd..
and the i asked her what she got, and we commiserated, and then i called my mum and snapped at her because she sounded so happy.
and then when i got home, i was so upset i cried the whole day.seriously.i don't think i cry much, but everytime someone mentioned uni, or art or whatever, i'd just go off to my room and cry into my old pinky(my toy of unknown species, not my little finger).
it was mostly because i was a science student, so i hadn't expected to get such an arty course (it's called Fine Arts-Graphic Communications for god's sake). and i hadn't applied for any science courses (except two that i knew i wouldn't get), so i figured it'd be easy to get what i wanted, which was psych.
WRONG!!!kids, when u fill up your uni application forms, don't mess around!!!you see, you have eight choices, which is a lot considering the courses we have are kinda similar at any uni. so u usually run out at choice 5 or 6. like me. if you do, please don't be stupid enough to fill in random courses just because you think you won't get it in a million years. you WILL. and then when you de, you have NO RIGHT whatsoever to complain, because YOU actually got something on your list (even if you were not fully using your brain at that moment), whereas some people only got random pointless courses or NO COURSE AT ALL.
so the next day after making myself sick with crying, i woke up and figured art was no big deal. i actually love art, but i was being a snob i guess. all those years of being a sci student brainwashes you. i didn't feel like i had wasted all that crying, i really was upset at the time. but to think about it rationally, how much easier is it to get a job in an arts-related field than a science or psych-related one, right?assuming i don't flunk out of uni.
so that was the big one. it was a ton of bricks falling out of an aircraft and hitting you on the head, so that when you wake up from the coma you don't know what the heck just happened. a turning point in life just happened, that's what. so you're left wondering what's gonna happen next. jeng jeng jeng jeng...
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