I am Jane's 6-monthly routine

I wonder if it's some evil joke that my birthday is half a month away from the June exams and his birthday is a few days from my December exams, hence, we never got to do the whole "surprise birthday treat" thing. I know he'd say it's partially my fault, but I really wasn't in the mood during then, for what reasons I shall not say.

Tomorrow marks the beginning of my long-hours-of-class torture, with Mr Marcus, starting of the race. Seriously, I don't understand why 'smart people' like the ACCA admins would want to schedule non-stop long hours of classes for us (which sometimes can range from 8am to 9pm, no joke) when we all know that we all have short attention spans. Yes, I agree that the long hours are good because of the momentum, but i think 10 hours is a bit too much, don't you think? No point arguing, I still have about only a year left to go. So, let's just get this over with, shall we?

Right now, I have this stupid thought in my head. I just checked out CIMA's website and apparently I'd be almost where I am if I switched over. I so want to, but I don't want to because I want to finish what I started, but I just know that I'll do better in CIMA. And then there's the question of getting BOTH, and then paying a hefty annual subscription fee just to be a member of their 'professional body'. I don't know. Apparently I'm not the only one who's thinking about my dreams, ambitions and goals. I guess it's the season.

And apparently everyone has this "I-had-a-bad-childhood/school-experience-with-friends-so-I-bottle-everything-up-and-surround-myself-with-this-glass-ball-inside-which-nobody-can-touch-me" syndrome, or also the "Nobody-understands-me-and-what-I-go-through-and-they-all-want-me-to-listen-to-them-so-I-just-put-on-this-fake-smile-and-go-on-with-life" syndrome. It's got me wondering. WHY CAN'T WE ALL BE LESS COMPLICATED? This, coming from the girl who can't decide what type of person she is. Very original. Wait, I take that back. I DO know what kind of personality I am. I'm the very-hard-to-figure-out-myself personality. Ahahaha, so lame. I know. I blame the exam stress.

Was dog-sitting Kaiser puppy the whole of yesterday night and today. He has been a good puppy, except for when he pooped and peed in the kitchen umpteen times, and once in front (but not inside) of his own private toilet. Eventually, I got fed up and we had this understanding that he can roll and lick his own poop and pee for all I care, not that I don't care about him, but I know he's purposely doing it just because his master isn't home. Did I mention that Kaiser is sexually attracted to my beau? I don't know why. I had to constantly remind him that the beau is MY BOYFRIEND and he should go look for his own kind. His neediness really melts my heart, but his cheekiness sends me shooting through the roof! (and by cheekiness, I mean his pooping and peeing habits). There were times when he'd notice that my beau was sitting next to me, and he'd get all needy, and sit right in between the both of us. Although strangely, when he wanted to sleep, he chose to sleep beside me, under my armpit, or he'd literally walk all over me and then settle for my feet. Oh, Kaiser I'm going to miss you wherever you're going to be when your master leaves!

On another note, Sunil's curse is working. I think I'm breaking down. Can my undergrad doctor friends please graduate soon so I can bully you into curing me? It started with the numb ear, and the whole ear pressure thing which I've always had, and then I started making hollow noises when I breathed through my nostrils, and now, my the muscles on the outer part of my left eye feels dead. Not only that, I suddenly feel anaemic once again. Maybe it's because of the shortage of food. But I must persevere! The last time I felt anaemic was when I was in school, I'd get this black-out spells (although I've never actually fainted), and I'd feel as if for a split second my body just switched off and on again, sort of like a reboot. And sometimes, I'd just see stars although I didn't knock my head anywhere. Oh, what to do, what to do!

Last but not least, I am a genius, because I managed to book a room in a fully-booked hotel, which was supposed to be in low season, but we saw plenty of tourists there. The downside was, it was crazy waiting for your turn to check-in! And for once, I'm glad that I decided to leave early because the queue was even worse when it was almost our turn to check in. Apparently guests have been arriving since 4am to check in. Madness! Speaking of which, on the contrary, I never learn my lesson. The night before, we had planned to leave at 8am, seeing that we already booked the hotel, checked the bus schedule and everything. Guess what time we reached Terminal Putra? 8am on the dot. Okay, maybe a little before, but just enough time to get the tickets, and by the time I did that, the bus had already started its engine. Trust me for my impeccable timing. I'm never late, never early. Always on time. It's always the other outer factors that mess with my timing. Luckily, I have beau to nag me for that. He always get ready half an hour earlier.

However, our trip was unsatisfactory. Deluxe view room turned out to be a view of someone's back of the building. And when I checked it out, apparently the deluxe room with-no-view, have windows facing each other! how creepy is that. there's this tiny air vent area with beams across it. I bet if someone wanted to climb over, they could! As a kid, I remembered going crazy over this chicken chop which cooked in front of me on a hot piece of rock. I remembered it to be really good too. And so, this time around, being the first time in five years I will be visiting Genting, I decided that I should pay the old chicken chop a tribute. Turns out it was still there. The name of the shop is Hot Rock @ The Kopitiam, First World Plaza. The place has turned so crappy! I don't know if the rocks have been replaced, but they still looked the same. Although, the piece of chicken seemed to have shrunk significantly, and it didn't taste as good. Oh, the disappointment. By the way, can you imagine that the famously-labelled-expensive Genting has an equally famously-expensive MNG OUTLET there??? I tell you, if I had the cash to spend, I would have gone crazy there. In the words of the beau "Har, finish lar!". I also went into the casino =D. Yes, I'm very proud of myself, if you're wondering. I have no business to be in there, but you know me. I just want a taste of the forbidden fruit. No, I didn't gamble. Beau was all protective and stuff, saying that if I wanted to gamble, it must be done through him, and I cannot touch anything or if I got caught, I'd be in big trouble. In the end, he didn't gamble as well, seeing that their minimum was RM50 and he didn't believe in beginner's luck. Other than that, Coffee Terrace's sushi and sashimi was a disappointment, but luckily they had other food to compensate for the suckiness. Their desserts were served WARM (WTF!), and some looked good, but tasted horrible, and some looked bland, but tasted FANTASTIC! And needless to say, the next morning's First World Cafe Buffet breakfast was crappy as well. All in all, first world is just for gamblers to put up. And so, next trip, Theme Park Hotel. Photos will be posted later after my exams.