me.

annoyer
bullshitter
compassionate-sucker
deprived
epic-emotioner
failure
girlfriend-needed
half-blood
ignorer
jackass
keep-distanced
lunatic

me.

this is me.

i am not changing any of me.

take it,

or leave it.

from Russia, still with love

-andstillatstaketoo-

dedicated to the Lady

57 years ago,

Grandpa and Grandma gave birth to her,

she's a beautiful baby, with her big and round body,

she was the apple of everyone's eye,

with eyes so pretty, it shines..

she grew up in a village,

with vegetables, poultries and chickens that were not in cages,

and she would help grandpa in the market,

selling fresh, sincere products of the farm to all the smiling mothers,

instead of plastics, huge leafs and rattan baskets.

and there she was, as a teenage,

full with hormones and rampage,

a convent girl's school she went,

a position as a school Prefect she had,

and also as the second biggest girl in town, she said it with a huge laugh.

all she wanted was to get out and adventure,

and so Australia she went for furthering her studies,

with the grass definitely greener, and people's second names were affectionist,

although some were occasionally racist,

that didn't stop her from being extra friendly.

at 34, its time for another explore,

mountain climbing, jungle hiking, scuba diving,

and finally, she met him.

with her enormous laughter as he's bait,

and destiny took place, and send magical sparks all over the place.

she is his first, and still is,

his appreciations, his love, touched her deep, within.

and yes, marriage was inevitable.

after 9 months of hell, her life went hay wired,

i brought nothing but chaos and mess,

with the house upside down and unpressed dress,

i was a pain,

but, that didn't stop her from being extra loving.

she's like a bottle of wine,

with taste, texture and smell, fines with passing time.

her life, is her journal,

is like a work of Picasso, where everyone will treasure,

with time, and forever.

Happy Mother's Day. i love you mummy.

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

Labour Day. :)

hmmmmmmmmm.. how should i start this post? oh well, lets go with im having holiday now, AGAIN, i knowwwwww right? and i thought Malaysia has the most holidays, bullshit..

but major YAYYYY for all of us, no Histology, and most importantly, no bloody Physics!! hahahahaha!! :D ok the holidays are Labour Day for last saturday and today's Monday, so they forwarded the holiday till today. :)

''so what you did during holiday?''.. well the Labour day holiday was just pure awesome-ness and pure adrenaline for some of us. why? because we went to a THEME PARK!! yesssss and i thought Moscow was a boring capital.. *smacks forehead*

# see that ferries wheel behind.. :)

# cotton candy crave! :D

but the funniest part is, we didnt plan to go to the theme park AT ALL from the beginning. at first we wanted to go to this place because there's a new shopping mall there, so just wanted to go for some window shopping.

# window shopping my foot! -.-

ended with one t-shirt and a disappointed heart cause the shopping mall just opened and it was oh-so-BORING! it wasn't lively at all and everything was just wrong. so we decided to come again next time. oh did i mention we were the first batch of Malaysians to set foot at this mall.. HAHA *proudness*.. it needs more Malaysians to bring this mall alive. :D

and as we were going back, we passed by the theme park (btw all these are at VDNX metro station for those who are interested in going, orange line after Prospekt Mira and Rizhkaya station) and we just wanted to check it out to give it a shot. and as usual, ended up with this..

# fugly -.-

it cost only 150 rubles and it was the ultimate adrenaline boost we needed in such a LOOOOONG time. omg since when was the last time we became kids all over again? hehe :)

the ride just made our Labour day that much awesome and memorable. but after the ride, the rest of day was just 'im so tired'.. 'sooo sleepy laaa'.. 'i feel like vomitting'.. 'can i go home?' -.-

after the theme park, we went to chill out at sportiv hostel and it was another awesome part. the seniors are amazing, especially those who can cook. omg don't let me start on the food.. they made us chicken parietal and some dhal dish and it was sex. like literally the food was having sex with my taste buds, one word, orgasmic-much! i am certainly NOT exaggerating, the food they made for us was THAT freaking good! i literally had to unbuckle my belt coz my tummy wants more space.. -____-'''

after dinner, came back almost after midnight, youtube-ed a while and poof.. zzzzzzzzzzzz

and so, that sums up my this short holiday, next week we might have another holiday, i know i know.. need i say more? HAHA :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fOGiOST3EE&feature=related

# im not a JB fan, but you can't deny that this song is addictive. :p

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

and i so wish the other half was you..

Holiday shucks..

alright this is funny, me updating this on the last day of my 4 day long holiday. well, im accumulating everything i was doing and update everything here in one-lum-sum. nahhhhh.. actually i was really really lazy and using that as an excuse. :p

ok the purpose of our holiday, is for the infamous Mr.Hitler's birthday, which was yesterday, 20th April 2010, and the Federation of Russia was oh-so-kind to give us a 4 day holiday, including Sunday, it was Mon, Tues and Wed. during this period of time, we as foreigners are not advisable to go out, actually was NOT allowed, because Hitler's supporters are not exactly the friendly-and-normal-type people we usually encounter, and they usually roam and owned the streets of Moscow during this memorable day. so we were advised to stay in-home during this period of time. aaaahhhhhh.. :(

so what i did this during so-called 'holiday'? lets see hmmmmm...

ok besides lifeless-ly camwhoring, we did something else too laaaaa aiyoo..

i've got 2 mentors, Dhanraj and Wilson, which are really good pool players. imma improve my skills before going back hommmmeeee. :)

besides, we also went jogging around the area and played abit of frisbee because we have been lazy-ing and couch-potato-ing all this time, and trust me, vigorous exercise after soooooooo long of not exercising really can give a pain-in-the-ass-and-tighs-and-waist-and-arms, like literally.

and so, TADAAAAAAAAAAA... that certainly sums up my Hitler's Holiday, well it was a bit lifeless but im proud to say that i have a bunch of people here that will be there for me no matter what. Thank God i found them. :)

# peace out. :)

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

and i thought,

i was all alone in this world. .

:)

timetable for suicide -.-

the word e.x.a.m.s, lemme break this down for you..

1. Anatomy - great, confident, awesome. :D

2. Physics - a total and utter mess, we ALL have zero respect for our 'lecturer', but still managed to finished up the paper.

3. Mathematics - same as above, just a little not so exaggerating.

4. Latin - omg one of absolute MOST boring class EVER! and also one of my epic weakness :(

5. last but not least, Histology - coming this Saturday, haven't prepared a single squat yet, but having the kind of unknown confidence swelling inside, hmmmmmm..

and so there you have it, exams for us in just a mere 2 weeks. and next week the cycle continues, and continues and continues until we go back home, as in Home, Malaysia.

today's a special for all Indians because today is Tamil's and Punjabi's New Year. so went to a Sikh Temple ( which is called Gudwara ) just now with all my indian fellows and had a wonderful time. they pray i pray, they bow i bow, they sing i shut up. :p then at the end comes the best part, FOOOOOOOD! they gave us all free traditional Punjabi food and it was mm mm finger-likin' gooooood! it was awesome i swear, just that there was one dish that was made of sour milk, and i wasn't a big fan of it. but the others was great, like they served beriyani rice, and green bean dhal, and one kind of cheese dish that just screams AWESOME! you know, sometimes, i kinda think to myself, that maybe, just maybe, i was an Indian in my previous life, because im seriously lovin' the Indian culture. :)

its late now and i have Biology class tomorrow morning, so signing off now. byeeeee :)

from Russia, with hearts,

-stillatstake-

listening back to Jay Chou's song,

is like flipping through an old album,

where things are so much more..

what's it called?..

'simple'

say bye-bye to emo and hello sunshine! :)

woooffsshh.. my mom would be ecstatic when she sees this! :D -->

me,

from this,

to..

*drum roll please.. dum dum dum dum....*

*VOILA!!*

# yupx, i finally got the balls to cut my hair. :)

talking about constant complaints, no one can do it better than my mom i swear. the follow are the few things that is in her 'must-tell-to-zineu-during-skype-session' list : -

1. how are you? obviously. but usually drags on for about half an hour.

2. if i say i ain't fine, she would go 'OMG! is there another bombing?!' and she gets all tensed up, and i mean REALLY tensed up, and comes the whining and blabbing and stuffs that comes out from her when she's paranoid. and now when my mom's reading this she will go 'nahhhhhh thats not true, how dare you say that?' and on my defense, dad, you were there and you know the truth. :)

3. and after an hour of chit-chatting, last but not least, 'eu, can you do me a favor?' 'yes of course, anything but cutting my hair.' 'whyyyyyyyyy?!'. and how many times we have skyped? numerous, and everytime she mentions it before the conversation ends. you get my point? parents can sometimes drive you nuts. its true okayyy? :p

but she was right after all, emo style is wayyyyyyy too yesterday for me, and the front part of my hair, (so-called 'fringe') has been really disturbing, and i mean REALLY disturbing. not only to me, but to others as well because i always have to fling my hair away so that i can have a clear vision on whom am i speaking to. -.-

the hair saloon was pretty far away, but 150 rubles for this hair and the distance, i am totally in favor and satisfied. :)

and i have bad news, your's truly just lost his wallet recently and it was painful. that wallet was a gift from my dad (how rare is that), since end of 2008, right before my Italian exchange as a gift, and i have been using it since then. i LOVE that wallet and i REALLY mean it. too bad i don't have a picture of it to show the world, but it will always be in my memory vault. :(

am having physics oral exam on Monday, wish me luck! :)

Hey Soul Sister - Train

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqw2BLdDzr4

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

and i wish,

it would land in the hands,

of a right guy,

doing things that can touch lives..

anatomy is so sexaaayyhh! :D

i swear, today's one of the most tired.... wait, lemme emphasize, one of the MOST mentally tired day i had since i came here. i just came back from yet another killer exam, none other thaaaaaaaan, TADAAAAAA --> yup you got it right, none other than Anatomy.

i already explain in my previous blogs before why anatomy is such a pain in the ass. it just has the power to drain someone's mind power and energy out from the body just like that, *snaps finger*. no other subject can 'mentally kill' so many students.

and today's exam, was on Respiratory and Urogenital Apparatus. just in case for those who don't know whats Urogenital, it consist of Urinary and the Human Genital organs.

lets have a little anatomy lesson today shall we?

for respiratory, this i present..

# the lungs

# the larnyx

for urinary system, this i present,

# the urinary system, duhhhhhh.. -.-

for Human Genital Organs, this is present..

* for the guys *

# up : illustration from atlas / down : actual donated organ

* for the girls *

# same as above

# yup the G-spot :)

this is just even less than a quarter of what we have just studied for the past few months, and those who are on the way to make our lives even more miserable. -.-''

as for how we had our exam conducted, it was full oral, horrible, and terrifying, like this -->

# these are our 4 beloved anatomy teachers, they each have their own group of students to take care of, mine is the second one from the left, and on the table are the human apparatus. so when our names are being called, we go in front, they say the name of the human organ, and we point where is it, then they'll rate us. at least thats for my teacher. other 3 they each have their own style of 'torturing' us students.

from the left : Ms. Valentina, Ms. Svetlana (mine), Ms. Marina, and Ms. Nelly.

kinda satisfied with my performance in the exam today. at least, im still standing.. :)

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

next on the list :

Latin

Physics

Histology

graveyard..