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Heheh. (:
Sorry. I like to OMG for fun nowadays. Like, OMG iPHONEEEE!!
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Have you ever been into a jungle? No, seriously. Jungle as in hutan. Hutan as in betul betul hutan punya jungle!!
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First of all, Desaria is Limkokwing’s off-campus. It’s situated in Cyberjaya (actually it’s also considered at one end of Puchong), about 10 mins drive from Limkokwing University.
So that’s basically where most of my college mates live.
Before that, I don’t get why all, or at least most college campuses have to be named something something -RIA. It just has to end with the word -RIA behind.
WHY AH?
For example, DesaRIA. There’s one more LKW off campus in Cyberjaya, named CybeRIA. And to my latest knowledge, Brenda just told me her ATC college mates in Kuala Lumpur lives in this apartment called FabeRIA.
Desaria. Cyberia. Faberia.
What -RIA summore they want? I don’t get it. If they ever come out with one that’s gonna be named Ceria, I WILL LAUGH WEH REALLY.
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Anyway, back to my jungle story.
Near Desaria, actually just beside Desaria, there are two jungles. One is a really huge jungle, like a real one, where you can really get lost in there and once you enter you’ll never get out that kinda jungle? Yeah. And one more, is like a mini jungle. Not thaaaaaaat scary cos it’s not thaaaat huge compared to the other one, but STILL. It’s still a jungle.
Veen and I, oh in case you are a new reader here, Veen is my college mate, class mate, my project partner and a good friend of mine in college. So yeah. Veen and I were suppose to go look for some broken thin and small tree branches for our Design Studies project which was based on the topic Sculpture.
I don’t know what gave us the guts all of sudden, but we actually did enter the mini jungle beside Desaria…… for 2 minutes and 46 seconds only that is.
COS WE COULDN’T STAND IT!
There were clusters, no no.. more to like gazillions of mosquitoes chasing and flying around us! So freakkkkayyhh! I don’t want to appear on the front cover of the newspaper the next day saying A GIRL DIED BECAUSE OF BEING ATTACKED BY MILLIONS OF MOSQUITOES.
And not only that la, but you know right, when you enter jungles, everyone says that you should always ask for "permission" before entering it and such. Basically we didn’t really asked for the "permission". We sort of just intruded the jungle and kept telling ourselves "Weh let’s just get our branches and run and leave. FASTER FASTER."
Just a lil while in the jungle and I already felt the creeps and the freaky feeling like you know how you get cold chills and all. Eeeeek. =S
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So yeah. Obvious enough, we didn’t manage to get our tree branches. So as an alternative plan, we changed our form of materials for our sculpture.
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Simple enough. You can try too. If you watch art attack on Disney Channel, or attend any sorts of art lessons, you probably would know about this form of art and craft.
So the materials used here was newspaper, toilet tissue paper, and PVA glue.
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And I do have the picture of when it’s fully finished, but just not in this computer right now. So I’ll post up the final finished work of our sculture later on.
Anyway, enough about art.
Let’s talk something freaky.
Do you believe in spirits? =S
You know how people always say it’s not good to talk aloud or publicly about "The Dark" (meaning spirits, ghosts, etc).. so yeah, maybe it’s not very convenient if I do so. But I did tell this incident to a few friends. And among 4 that I told, three were spooked out just like how I was, and only one was laughing when I was telling the story. Ish. Kampong jakun betul, you know who you are.. heh.
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Basically the story is about this guy who approached two of my friends and started talking to them, and he started giving the most vivid explanations on heaven and hell, and telling ghost stories like he was reading it from a book, it was like he could talk about it like he was there watching it or as if he’s been there kinda thing. And when my friend needed RM2.50 to buy a burger, he just put his hands into his pocket and took out a whole bunch of 10cents 20cents coins, which when my friend counted them, they actually totaled up to exactly RM2.50. And mind you, his pocket still had loads more coins, so its merely impossible how he could take out exactly 2.50 so accurately and quickly.
And when my friend asked him in a jokingly manner, "Dude are you dead?" .. that guy just gave a slight smile and shrugged.
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WELLLLL………. I’m not concluding anything, but he could at least say Yes or No, or reply in a sarcastic manner or some shit. Rather than just a shrug. Freakky.
There’s more to this story and what happened in detail, but I don’t wanna mention it here. To finish up it in a short way, my friend asked for his name, and the next day my friend googled that dude’s name. It seems that that dude’s name is an equation to a devil’s number.
I was like WTFF PLEASE KILL ME NOW. Why they telling me spooky stories when it’s already late night!
And whether it’s coinsidence or NOT, when I tried to google that dude’s name just a few days ago, my computer just suddenly hanged and in a few minutes it restarted by itself. And I was just about to publish a post for my blog, I haven’t saved it yet, and my comp just hanged like that and restarted. It was working perfectly fine before that. Just until I googled that, and POOOOF……… Magic? Coinsidence? Or……..
I don’t know. That’s for you to think.
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Okay, I hope your bedtime sleep is not affected after reading this. That’s all for now. I want to be Chinese and watch some Chinese dramas on ASTRO Wah Lai Toi now, since my mom never subscribe to ASTRO ON DEMAND. Sigh.
Okay byebye.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, I want some "zhan chu lai cha" (ice blended bubble tea).



























