last day...

Recap of the final week of college:

Monday.

We had a fun lab. Which is strange. Only one other lab had ever been fun, and that was unintentional. This one, was a basic cooking class. We made peanut brittle. Damn cool.

The funny thing was that the procedure referred to peanuts as protein pellets.


Tuesday.
Theresa didn't come. This basically fucked the entire running for our presentation. So now a few of us have to go back to present. This is so frustrating. Seems that this is her first and last semester here. No shocker, really.

Wednesday.
Did random things. Camwhoring in class is fun, I suppose.

Praxter got people to scribble on this shirt. Now he looks like a hobo. Someone shoot him. Mwahahaha. In other notes, I felt that this was quite pointless a day.


This is Bryant. He was the feller I was 'smooching'.


Oh. I saw a chicken crossing the road. Literally.

Today.

More camwhoring. Well, not really, but at least we got class photos together. Better ones than what we had. I'm thinking of swapping the photos in. Hmm.


Also, I decided that the lecturers are acting like little children. Especially over the yearbook. This is bloody annoying. And is also the last time I work with 'grown-ups'. What the fuck. They seriously should learn to be more enthusiastic about taking photos. One thing: you're not gonna live forever. Make sure you're not forgotten. Kinda wish Ms Karen was there. I'm sure she'd 'compel' them to take pics.


Also had a briefing on procedures for graduation. Sounds like fun. We get to play with fire! Mwahahahaha.


Wasn't as good a final day as a final day of college should have been, but I really can't complain, in that sense. I guess expecting too much out of life leads to disappointment. Just I have so often been disappointed, and disappoint. But that really isn't an immediate concern.

Tomorrow.
ENG4U paper. Don't know what to think. It's hardly going to be an interesting paper, for one. For another, I'm pretty sure I don't want it marked. Theresa isn't exactly known to be an efficient marker, for one. Sarno shoulda taught 4U this semester. Life would have made so much more sense.

Tis the beginning of the end. Sigh.



Enough about the diary-like entries. So filled with the essence of curdled milk (a.k.a. cheesy). A review!

Went to Restoran Kong Mah Sdn. Bhd. A little dim sum shop in Sungai Buloh. Nice, relatively clean.

Got lotsa stuff. I don't know what they're called, or maybe I'm too lazy to remember.


Steamed stuff. I like the curry beans and fish-things. And foo-chok. Or fcuk. Same la.



Fried stuff. Radish cakes and yam cakes are nice.



Century egg porridge. Damn good. Lotsa meat and fried crispy things and egg. They also have long sticky noodles (chee cheong fun), but didn't order.


Jelly. The black one is supposed to be good for blood circulation or something. Tastes bitter.


How to get there from Subang via NKVE:
Take the NKVE to Exit 113. Make two immediate left turns, go on straight. Turn right just in front of a BP. Follow the road straight down until you reach an RHB branch. Turn left. Park anywhere there. Kong Mah is on the same block, at the other end.

Using Old Subang Airport road, just keep going straight pass Terminal 3 and all those other weird random restaurants like Papa Chop Mama Grill and what have you. Keep following the road, until you reach a Caltex. Turn right at that junction. Follow the road on straight until you come to BP, then turn left. Follow straight down to RHB, turn left, park anywhere.


Relatively cheap. If you don't get unnecessary extras that is. Averaging at 2.20 a dish to 4.00, I'd say it's a good deal for dim sum, if a bit far to travel. But then again, doesn't matter no?

I seriously don't know how my dad parks so close to the lamp post.


Meh.