gah! i wish when i get to bed tonight, i wake up 1 month later.
the hype about Twilight and Robert Pattinson, is frankly, absurd.
I understand that some teeny boopers are hopelessly, unconditionally, irrevocably in love with the Twilight series. Which is, as sad it is to admit; understandable.
But someone please tell me, in which kind of world does Robert Pattinson looks at all attractive? SERIOUSLY?!
not to be mean or anything, but he looks like a 11000 tonne lorry ran over his face. His face is just so flat! ArGH! and here was Stephanie Meyer describing Edward Cullen like he was a sex god who dropped from above into Vampireland. Robert Pattinson probably fell into Gnomeland.
If it werent for his oh so sexy and irresistible English accent, i would declare my hatred towards him and declare war onto all Robert Pattinson lovers.
Argh. I mean. what a shame. what a shame. Am i the only person in the whole entire world who finds him completely unattractive? Well, minus his bank account and English accent and that crooked smile of his, of course.
maybe there is something i am missing. is he a nice person? is he an UN goodwill ambassador?
WHY GOD WHY? I am starting to basolutely loathe the bloody internet. Cant i get even one surfing session without coming across Robert Pattinson/Edward Cullen?!
Edward Cullen is sucking my bloody dry. While i know there are approximately 3billion minus 1 people in the world dying for that to happen, i would rather die, literally than hear his name again.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
ouch
Is it just me or does everybody's head feel like exploding after they have cried?
I am particularly hurt today because:
1. i had a shitty and tiring day of travelling
2. Ned (Trixxie) went to a party. So he isnt online tonight, leaving me NO medium to channel my uhm..complicated feelings to.
3. The waterworks dont work with mom and dad anymore. Albeit being their least fave child( no, really. it's true) i used to always be able to play with their guilt by opening the floodgates. Sadly, it doesnt work any more. NOT EVEN WITH DAD! (*gasp*)they just ignore me when i cry, and tell me i cry way too much and need professional help.
4. my neck hurts. so i am just as physically hurt as i am emotionally.
I am particularly hurt today because:
1. i had a shitty and tiring day of travelling
2. Ned (Trixxie) went to a party. So he isnt online tonight, leaving me NO medium to channel my uhm..complicated feelings to.
3. The waterworks dont work with mom and dad anymore. Albeit being their least fave child( no, really. it's true) i used to always be able to play with their guilt by opening the floodgates. Sadly, it doesnt work any more. NOT EVEN WITH DAD! (*gasp*)they just ignore me when i cry, and tell me i cry way too much and need professional help.
4. my neck hurts. so i am just as physically hurt as i am emotionally.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
ah bliss!
Shane is back from New Caledonia! I just talked to him on the phone! Made my day! Made my week!
Sometimes i think i have the best boyfriend in the world.
=D
Sometimes i think i have the best boyfriend in the world.
=D
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
i hate it all. i hate my life. i hate home. i hate this bloody country. i hate my remaining days here. i hate my course. i dont know why i chose it. i hate my future job. i hate people's expactations. i hate everything. i want to drown in my sorrows along with a bottle of poison.
i just hate everything. i just hate everything.
i just hate everything. i just hate everything.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
argh
I am sitting here in Shane's jumper. It smells like him. Soothing.
I have yet to miss Shane, he has been gone for about a week now, and we wont meet for the next 10weeks.
argh but just now, i walked pats his door, which i have been foing a million times since he left. but just now, that one time. made me sad. donno why...
i want my retard!
anyway, on a more exciting note, i am going to sexpo. Just like what it's name suggests, it's a sex expo. a big, awesome one. This Saturday. I cant wait!
Yes, i will take pics
I have yet to miss Shane, he has been gone for about a week now, and we wont meet for the next 10weeks.
argh but just now, i walked pats his door, which i have been foing a million times since he left. but just now, that one time. made me sad. donno why...
i want my retard!
anyway, on a more exciting note, i am going to sexpo. Just like what it's name suggests, it's a sex expo. a big, awesome one. This Saturday. I cant wait!
Yes, i will take pics
Saturday, November 15, 2008
wtf
wtf is wrong with the world? all these stupid glossy magazines: Cosmo, Cleo, Marie Claire;
they ask girls to embrace their body and love it no matter what: fat, acne, too thin, abnormally tall, slightly short, greasy hair, stretch marks, Chorny. But then they go and put a perfectly airbrushed photo of some chick on the cover. They need to practice what they preach. If they are so concerned about some chick not feeling good about herself, they should put some less than perfect woman on the cover instead. OK yes, Britney was on the December Cosmo cover, and we all know she is milleniums from being anywhere close to perfect. But my oh my-her skin, her body...airbrushed so much.
While on one side i pity/admire the airbrusher who managed to make Britney 'i am dumb' Spears look like that,(imagine how long they must have worked on her) it's not right.
Shakespeare stands corrected. Gone where the days when beauty was in the eye of the beholder, now the beauty is in the eye of the airbrusher.
Why this is awesome! it's like i care about issues again. Risen from my laziness..
they ask girls to embrace their body and love it no matter what: fat, acne, too thin, abnormally tall, slightly short, greasy hair, stretch marks, Chorny. But then they go and put a perfectly airbrushed photo of some chick on the cover. They need to practice what they preach. If they are so concerned about some chick not feeling good about herself, they should put some less than perfect woman on the cover instead. OK yes, Britney was on the December Cosmo cover, and we all know she is milleniums from being anywhere close to perfect. But my oh my-her skin, her body...airbrushed so much.
While on one side i pity/admire the airbrusher who managed to make Britney 'i am dumb' Spears look like that,(imagine how long they must have worked on her) it's not right.
Shakespeare stands corrected. Gone where the days when beauty was in the eye of the beholder, now the beauty is in the eye of the airbrusher.
Why this is awesome! it's like i care about issues again. Risen from my laziness..
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
o my
o my i forgot i even had a blog. how very unlikely, especially now that it's SWOTHOLS and i am looking for any means to procrastinate.
MY tummy hurts, again. and my knee is doing that weird thing that hurts fatally when you try and straighten my leg. Yes, i groan in pain every time i straighten my leg. Did i even mention my jaw yet?
So...Obama won. *yawns, but not very wide because jaw hurts(yes, i cringe in pain when i yawn)*
Also, Shane is no longer the unpossesable priced piece that he was. Recent circumstances have made him very much available to me next year, and that very much less sexy and appealing. *sigh*
He should never have told me the news. Albeit being happy, i have lost that rebellious, animal attraction i had for him. He is just 'another guy' now, not my forbidden fruit.
owh...dont get me wrong, I am very fond of him...and praise the lord for not denying my access to him.
Thanks guy upstairs, gald to see that you did, infact listen to my prayers? Maybe you do exist?
MY tummy hurts, again. and my knee is doing that weird thing that hurts fatally when you try and straighten my leg. Yes, i groan in pain every time i straighten my leg. Did i even mention my jaw yet?
So...Obama won. *yawns, but not very wide because jaw hurts(yes, i cringe in pain when i yawn)*
Also, Shane is no longer the unpossesable priced piece that he was. Recent circumstances have made him very much available to me next year, and that very much less sexy and appealing. *sigh*
He should never have told me the news. Albeit being happy, i have lost that rebellious, animal attraction i had for him. He is just 'another guy' now, not my forbidden fruit.
owh...dont get me wrong, I am very fond of him...and praise the lord for not denying my access to him.
Thanks guy upstairs, gald to see that you did, infact listen to my prayers? Maybe you do exist?
Sunday, November 2, 2008
things i miss and cant wait to get back to.
You know what i miss so much about home? Yes yes, food, sunshine etc. But i just realised i miss rain so much. Malaysian rain, now THAT's rain. unlike the disgrace that makes guest appearances here every once in a while. People are complaining that Melbourne is such a rainy city. MY FOOT.
The rain here is so sparse and little, it's such a disgrace. sissy rain. Stupid Melbournians can learn a lesson or two from out Malaysian rain. I miss those hot,humid days that you feel like jumping out of your skin, but then suddenly, just when you are about to hit the bed, rain pours down, tearing the sky, instantly decreasing the temperature and putting you to sleep. I miss the rainy days when you can stand out and get soaked through and dance around in the rain.
Rain here is such a shame,it shouldnt even be called rain. it's not even the same standard with our drizzles, let alone rain. You'd get wetter if you stand under a cow and wait for it to pee than standing under the Melbourne rain.
pfft.
Damn i cant wait to go home, and eat nice steaming piping hot curry me while it pours...
The rain here is so sparse and little, it's such a disgrace. sissy rain. Stupid Melbournians can learn a lesson or two from out Malaysian rain. I miss those hot,humid days that you feel like jumping out of your skin, but then suddenly, just when you are about to hit the bed, rain pours down, tearing the sky, instantly decreasing the temperature and putting you to sleep. I miss the rainy days when you can stand out and get soaked through and dance around in the rain.
Rain here is such a shame,it shouldnt even be called rain. it's not even the same standard with our drizzles, let alone rain. You'd get wetter if you stand under a cow and wait for it to pee than standing under the Melbourne rain.
pfft.
Damn i cant wait to go home, and eat nice steaming piping hot curry me while it pours...
Friday, October 24, 2008
argh. it's that time of month again. when your breasts are tender and tummy is constantly bloated.
my boobs are soo unbelievably freaking tender. they totally sag, and look like teardrop in my dress! i want my boobs back!
why oh why do they have to be so tender! argh! now my cleavage looks like it belongs to someone's mom. cannot go commando la like this. wonderbra does little to help. how now? and the dumbfuck dinner is in 10 mins!
my boobs are soo unbelievably freaking tender. they totally sag, and look like teardrop in my dress! i want my boobs back!
why oh why do they have to be so tender! argh! now my cleavage looks like it belongs to someone's mom. cannot go commando la like this. wonderbra does little to help. how now? and the dumbfuck dinner is in 10 mins!
Friday, October 10, 2008
loool
So, i was bored and i Googled: easiest way to die.
(NO I AM NOT SUICIDAL RIGHT NOW)
So it took me to this Yahoo! Answers page, where someone asked the same question.
My fave answers:
Go to Iraq Or Afghanistan to teach them democracy.
Being aborted
By eating at Mcdonalds.
Quietly and peacefully in your sleep. Not screaming and yelling like all of the passengers in your car.
Those who really know the answer are dead.
(NO I AM NOT SUICIDAL RIGHT NOW)
So it took me to this Yahoo! Answers page, where someone asked the same question.
My fave answers:
Go to Iraq Or Afghanistan to teach them democracy.
Being aborted
By eating at Mcdonalds.
Quietly and peacefully in your sleep. Not screaming and yelling like all of the passengers in your car.
Those who really know the answer are dead.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
waaaaa
Do you know what RickRolling is?
Fuck that. and watch this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu_moia-oVI
must watch. or die.
Fuck that. and watch this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu_moia-oVI
must watch. or die.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
balls
I played pool with Retard today. BIG MISTAKE.
The first game we played, he won without me even putting one ball in.
Retard tells me that when one wins and his/her opponent didnt get anything in, the opponent (me) has to run around the pool table without their pants.
Second time we played, i put 3 in, but still lost miserably. Retard so kicked my arse. He said i owe him one arun around the pool table pantless. And then he stops to think and says, " You know what, just for you, i'll let you run around my room instead"
Hmm, much appeciated.
After pool, we played foosball. This is when i convinved him that it is HIM that actually owes ME that run pantless.
Retard: how is it me though (muka confused)
TV: Because, Confucius say, man who win pool two times in a row must run around pool table with no pants.
...and then he kicks my arse in foosball. 10-1 i believe.
It's all good.
p/s: will write abt Godskitchen soon
The first game we played, he won without me even putting one ball in.
Retard tells me that when one wins and his/her opponent didnt get anything in, the opponent (me) has to run around the pool table without their pants.
Second time we played, i put 3 in, but still lost miserably. Retard so kicked my arse. He said i owe him one arun around the pool table pantless. And then he stops to think and says, " You know what, just for you, i'll let you run around my room instead"
Hmm, much appeciated.
After pool, we played foosball. This is when i convinved him that it is HIM that actually owes ME that run pantless.
Retard: how is it me though (muka confused)
TV: Because, Confucius say, man who win pool two times in a row must run around pool table with no pants.
...and then he kicks my arse in foosball. 10-1 i believe.
It's all good.
p/s: will write abt Godskitchen soon
Thursday, October 2, 2008
waaa
So there's this band. The Dresden Dolls. Gosh they make good music. It's not the kind of music that you fall in love with at the first 'listen', but the kind you learn to love deeply with time.
Yes, the vocalist is a female, but dont let that put you off. I know most bands with female leads usually are a disappointment, but nope not this one.
Songs to check out:
1. Coin Operated Boy
2. Girl Anarchronism
3.Gravity
4. Truce
5. The Jeep Song
6. Mandy Goes to Med School
7. Shores Of California
8. Bad Habit
One another note, hands up if you give a dog's shit why the RBA reduced the cash rate in September?
THOUGHT SO.
Yes, the vocalist is a female, but dont let that put you off. I know most bands with female leads usually are a disappointment, but nope not this one.
Songs to check out:
1. Coin Operated Boy
2. Girl Anarchronism
3.Gravity
4. Truce
5. The Jeep Song
6. Mandy Goes to Med School
7. Shores Of California
8. Bad Habit
One another note, hands up if you give a dog's shit why the RBA reduced the cash rate in September?
THOUGHT SO.
argh
ZOMFG!
TV on the Radio are coming to Melbourne during the Big Day Out.
They are so.....unexplainable. I so wanna watch them perform.
But i will be back home... *sobs*
At least if i couldnt get a ticket, i would resort to suicide bombing the event. But i will be 8000 miles away...and i cant even do that
TV on the Radio are coming to Melbourne during the Big Day Out.
They are so.....unexplainable. I so wanna watch them perform.
But i will be back home... *sobs*
O GOD! WHY DOES THOU FUCKETH ME OVER LIKE THIS?
At least if i couldnt get a ticket, i would resort to suicide bombing the event. But i will be 8000 miles away...and i cant even do that
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
awh
you know you are a complete waste of O2 when you procrastinate to procrastinate.
i.e: i really should be watching some YouTube videos instead of doing my 3 assignments, but what the hell, i'll just sit here and do absolutely nothing for the next hour or so. AND THEN i'll watch them videos.
i.e: i really should be watching some YouTube videos instead of doing my 3 assignments, but what the hell, i'll just sit here and do absolutely nothing for the next hour or so. AND THEN i'll watch them videos.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
grer
Hello people of the world. A lot has been going on with my life lately, but as a Malaysian, i feel obliged to tell you guys about the single most important thing in my life now.
It's this blog:
malaysianisms.blogspot.com
It's oh so true...GO GO read it now!
It's this blog:
malaysianisms.blogspot.com
It's oh so true...GO GO read it now!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
aiya
1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
Get even? Lol. nah. if he has found happiness elsewhere, Fuck him be! Dump his arse!
2. If you have a dream to come true, what will it be?
Retire with heap of dosh by the time i am 30. and work with UNICEF
3.Whose butt would you like to kick?
Rude people. Like people who dont have common manners. And people who dont respect rights.
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Start a company to support famine, underdeveloped conutres, poverty. Overthrow corrupt government. I donno.
5.Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Been there. Done that. The word love is so....
6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loving someone!
7.How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
As long as it takes! As long as the nookie is good.
8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
Suggest a threesome
9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?
Blowing chocolate scented bubbles out my window always seems to make me smile
10. What takes you down the fastest?
Gravity.
11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
Preferably the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. With designer business attire, surrounded by hot men in suits...
12. Who is currently the most important people to you?
Family. Friends, Old and New.
13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
X? She is alright. Bubbly, lots of fun. Nice girl, knows how to have fun. Funny too.
14. Have you SMILED today?
Soo much! Evertime I fall down, bruise myself, I laugh. Watching My Retard play tennis. Cycling with Retard. Trying to get on a hammock. Hanging out with those Aussies.And the sun was shining! I'd say I smiled sooo much!
15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?
Pee and then go back to bed.
16. Would you give your all in a relationship?
That depends. Jeez. Can this thing get anymore corny, really?
17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
The one with the bigger tits.
18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
Absolutely. It happens against my will. Not that i am not willing to forgive, and forget. But i just dont seem to remember bad stuff people do to me. Selective amnesia, i believe what it's called.
19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
Well, if the other is fun, I dont mind a relationship. Being single has its perks, though. Especailly when you are drunk in a nightclub...
20. Do you believe in long distance relationships?
I've heard Skype sex is exhilarating..?
List 5 people to tag
1. Chorny
2. Entities
3. DJ
4. Xoe
5. Vegetable
Get even? Lol. nah. if he has found happiness elsewhere, Fuck him be! Dump his arse!
2. If you have a dream to come true, what will it be?
Retire with heap of dosh by the time i am 30. and work with UNICEF
3.Whose butt would you like to kick?
Rude people. Like people who dont have common manners. And people who dont respect rights.
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Start a company to support famine, underdeveloped conutres, poverty. Overthrow corrupt government. I donno.
5.Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Been there. Done that. The word love is so....
6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loving someone!
7.How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
As long as it takes! As long as the nookie is good.
8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
Suggest a threesome
9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?
Blowing chocolate scented bubbles out my window always seems to make me smile
10. What takes you down the fastest?
Gravity.
11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
Preferably the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. With designer business attire, surrounded by hot men in suits...
12. Who is currently the most important people to you?
Family. Friends, Old and New.
13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
X? She is alright. Bubbly, lots of fun. Nice girl, knows how to have fun. Funny too.
14. Have you SMILED today?
Soo much! Evertime I fall down, bruise myself, I laugh. Watching My Retard play tennis. Cycling with Retard. Trying to get on a hammock. Hanging out with those Aussies.And the sun was shining! I'd say I smiled sooo much!
15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?
Pee and then go back to bed.
16. Would you give your all in a relationship?
That depends. Jeez. Can this thing get anymore corny, really?
17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
The one with the bigger tits.
18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
Absolutely. It happens against my will. Not that i am not willing to forgive, and forget. But i just dont seem to remember bad stuff people do to me. Selective amnesia, i believe what it's called.
19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
Well, if the other is fun, I dont mind a relationship. Being single has its perks, though. Especailly when you are drunk in a nightclub...
20. Do you believe in long distance relationships?
I've heard Skype sex is exhilarating..?
List 5 people to tag
1. Chorny
2. Entities
3. DJ
4. Xoe
5. Vegetable
Very Aussie Experience
As i am writing this blog, i sit in front of my laptop. Clean and well moisturised. I smell heavenly. Perfect picture of cleanliness I am, with the exception of the legs that desperately need shaving.
Melbourne's weather has been dandy for the past few days (alamak, hope I dont jinx it). Warm and sunny enough to wear shorts!
It's Sunday evening now. And this weekend has been a Very Aussie Weekend for me. I went to the Royal Melbourne Show yesterday, it's like this funfair thingie, but got exhibition all. I saw a SHEEP! My VERY 1st SHEEP! They are so adorable and fluffy. and I got to touch them too! the best part was the little sheep, the lambs! they are the single most adorable things ever! they just have so much energy...running around, jumping, bouncing..
The show was ok, i got a few showbags, and some fairy floss!
Hung out with Retard at night, and brushed my teeth with one of em battery powered toothbrush every Aussie seems to have. Like dude! whats the deal...surely you can be THAT lazy, right?
Woke up today at about 10.45, and at 11am, went cycling with Shane the Retard. It was probably the mist fun thing i have done in a very very long time. Retard brought me to some place in the pedalaman. The outskirts of the city. It was sooo mcuh fun! We got to go on little bridges and the scenery was just to die for! sooo much grenery! We cycled along a creek, Retard was hyped about showing me this 'awesome road', sadly, the place was closed. Under construction.Meh!
We reached thsi waterfall, painfully man made. It wasnt a very pleasant one. Rested by the waterfall for a while and head back. There was this tree by the waterfall, and there was a stone underneath. Think a little gal drowned in the waterfall. There were carvings on the tree that said 'Goodbye, Love You' and stuff.
We reached Donut at about 1.15pm, and had lunch. The distance counting thingamajig said we had travelled 7-ish kms!
O, did i menation i scraped my finger when i was trying to swerve away from tunning over this little doggie that was running towards my bike? Yea, it's bad. You can see the flesh underneath.
At about 2, Trixie had this idea of going to play tennis at IH. So Trixie, Steve,Pragun, Jess, Retard and I went to IH and played tennis. Well, they did, i watched.
Retard is surprisingly very good at tennis. I always knew he played tennis, but had no idea how got he really was. Anyway, coming back to moi, i saw this hammock in IH. And figured i would climb onto it.
If no one has ever told you before, this is me, telling you: Hammocks are pretty darn ard to climb onto!
I tried and fell, and tried and fell. Steve was telling me how to get onto it and keep yelling this and that. I fell. My white shorts turned brown and I cut my legs about 2gazillion times.
Giving up from the hammock, played tennis fot a while. Got bored. Went to pee. Came back.
You knwo how tennic courts always have this uber-high fence around them? Yea. Someone hit the ball over it. So i said i'd go retrieve it. Tried climbing. Failed. Retard said he'd get it. Watched Reatrd climb with ease.
Anoher ball went over. Tried climbing, failed. Watched Retard climb.
This got me confused. You guys should know that I am actually a super talented fence/wall climber. My skills rivalling that of a chimp.
So the fourth time the ball went over, I told Retard i will get it even if it takes mi life!
Tried climbing the fence about 10times. Steve and Retard were sitting on the bench and telling me to do this, that...Use your arms. Pull yourself up. Bla bla bla.
My fingers were hurting by then. And my legs too. I feel down so freaking many time! In the end, i decided i will conquer the fence some other day, and climbed the wall instead.
Got the ball. Retard left. After that, i went back to the hammock. After struggling, successfully got on it. Lepka there for a while, and came back to Donut.
Went to Retard's room to say farewell( in case i dont see him tonight) cos he is going someplace tomorrow morning.
And me, afetr donating blood at 1pm tomorrow getting on the train to Geelong, and Sarah is picking me up...and we will e heading to Lorne baby! To Liam's beach-house! I am soo excited, i cant type straight!
...And now it's tie for dinner. My whole body is aching from all that falls/bruises/cuts. I havent had that much falls/bruises/cuts since i was in Primary School. But it's all good. Cos i think I havent had that much fun in such a long time either. Aussie style.
Owh...i like retard so much. Even more so now that he put my very very VERY dirty shorts in his laundry. It's so dirty. The kind you see in teh DAIA advertisement.
Melbourne's weather has been dandy for the past few days (alamak, hope I dont jinx it). Warm and sunny enough to wear shorts!
It's Sunday evening now. And this weekend has been a Very Aussie Weekend for me. I went to the Royal Melbourne Show yesterday, it's like this funfair thingie, but got exhibition all. I saw a SHEEP! My VERY 1st SHEEP! They are so adorable and fluffy. and I got to touch them too! the best part was the little sheep, the lambs! they are the single most adorable things ever! they just have so much energy...running around, jumping, bouncing..
The show was ok, i got a few showbags, and some fairy floss!
Hung out with Retard at night, and brushed my teeth with one of em battery powered toothbrush every Aussie seems to have. Like dude! whats the deal...surely you can be THAT lazy, right?
Woke up today at about 10.45, and at 11am, went cycling with Shane the Retard. It was probably the mist fun thing i have done in a very very long time. Retard brought me to some place in the pedalaman. The outskirts of the city. It was sooo mcuh fun! We got to go on little bridges and the scenery was just to die for! sooo much grenery! We cycled along a creek, Retard was hyped about showing me this 'awesome road', sadly, the place was closed. Under construction.Meh!
We reached thsi waterfall, painfully man made. It wasnt a very pleasant one. Rested by the waterfall for a while and head back. There was this tree by the waterfall, and there was a stone underneath. Think a little gal drowned in the waterfall. There were carvings on the tree that said 'Goodbye, Love You' and stuff.
We reached Donut at about 1.15pm, and had lunch. The distance counting thingamajig said we had travelled 7-ish kms!
O, did i menation i scraped my finger when i was trying to swerve away from tunning over this little doggie that was running towards my bike? Yea, it's bad. You can see the flesh underneath.
At about 2, Trixie had this idea of going to play tennis at IH. So Trixie, Steve,Pragun, Jess, Retard and I went to IH and played tennis. Well, they did, i watched.
Retard is surprisingly very good at tennis. I always knew he played tennis, but had no idea how got he really was. Anyway, coming back to moi, i saw this hammock in IH. And figured i would climb onto it.
If no one has ever told you before, this is me, telling you: Hammocks are pretty darn ard to climb onto!
I tried and fell, and tried and fell. Steve was telling me how to get onto it and keep yelling this and that. I fell. My white shorts turned brown and I cut my legs about 2gazillion times.
Giving up from the hammock, played tennis fot a while. Got bored. Went to pee. Came back.
You knwo how tennic courts always have this uber-high fence around them? Yea. Someone hit the ball over it. So i said i'd go retrieve it. Tried climbing. Failed. Retard said he'd get it. Watched Reatrd climb with ease.
Anoher ball went over. Tried climbing, failed. Watched Retard climb.
This got me confused. You guys should know that I am actually a super talented fence/wall climber. My skills rivalling that of a chimp.
So the fourth time the ball went over, I told Retard i will get it even if it takes mi life!
Tried climbing the fence about 10times. Steve and Retard were sitting on the bench and telling me to do this, that...Use your arms. Pull yourself up. Bla bla bla.
My fingers were hurting by then. And my legs too. I feel down so freaking many time! In the end, i decided i will conquer the fence some other day, and climbed the wall instead.
Got the ball. Retard left. After that, i went back to the hammock. After struggling, successfully got on it. Lepka there for a while, and came back to Donut.
Went to Retard's room to say farewell( in case i dont see him tonight) cos he is going someplace tomorrow morning.
And me, afetr donating blood at 1pm tomorrow getting on the train to Geelong, and Sarah is picking me up...and we will e heading to Lorne baby! To Liam's beach-house! I am soo excited, i cant type straight!
...And now it's tie for dinner. My whole body is aching from all that falls/bruises/cuts. I havent had that much falls/bruises/cuts since i was in Primary School. But it's all good. Cos i think I havent had that much fun in such a long time either. Aussie style.
Owh...i like retard so much. Even more so now that he put my very very VERY dirty shorts in his laundry. It's so dirty. The kind you see in teh DAIA advertisement.
Friday, September 19, 2008
..
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
Simon and Garfunkle
Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
sigh
have you ever had that feeling that no matter what you do, you can never be good enough?
Despite everyone around you telling you that you are special, and that you mean something to them, you feel like you dont matter...
Have you ever woken up one day and realised that the end that you are chasing only moves further and further away from you?
Maybe it's just me, maybe it's just a part of being human, maybe life is just a tragedy that you convince yourself to sit through hoping it will get better somehow.
But then you realise, that the 'GOD' that gives also takes away. Leaving scars, nay not even that...mere emptiness in you.
People tell you, if you feel that void, look for God, he will reach out to you...but what they dont tell is that after he reaches out, he fucks you over.I am not angry, I dont hate God, i merely dispute his existence. If he exists I am thankful for all he has given, but I am also scorned for all that he has denied me. Especially my prime wish: to get hit by a car.
Somehow, you make life work for you...you keep up appearances, you go ahead and that endless end you chase just might get a tad nearer. Or so you think.
That very moment you dare to think something has worked out for you, it's gone. Where? NO one knows. All of a sudden the world is that cold, bleak, dark place again. And you are alone; incapable.
You drown yourself in insecurities and feelings of unworthiness. Keep drowning. Wishing you would die, but you never do. It's just a whole lot of pain, but you survive. With tell-tale scars.
You wont die. Death wont come that easy for you. Because even to die a painless death, you are unworthy of.
So you sit and wait, hoping that tomorrow will be a better day. But you have been fooled one too many times to keep believing that. You try to deceive yourself, but you cant. So you cry, hoping the pain will go away, the scars will fade and the inevitable truth of what will become is not true.
Who are you kidding?
Despite everyone around you telling you that you are special, and that you mean something to them, you feel like you dont matter...
Have you ever woken up one day and realised that the end that you are chasing only moves further and further away from you?
Maybe it's just me, maybe it's just a part of being human, maybe life is just a tragedy that you convince yourself to sit through hoping it will get better somehow.
But then you realise, that the 'GOD' that gives also takes away. Leaving scars, nay not even that...mere emptiness in you.
People tell you, if you feel that void, look for God, he will reach out to you...but what they dont tell is that after he reaches out, he fucks you over.I am not angry, I dont hate God, i merely dispute his existence. If he exists I am thankful for all he has given, but I am also scorned for all that he has denied me. Especially my prime wish: to get hit by a car.
Somehow, you make life work for you...you keep up appearances, you go ahead and that endless end you chase just might get a tad nearer. Or so you think.
That very moment you dare to think something has worked out for you, it's gone. Where? NO one knows. All of a sudden the world is that cold, bleak, dark place again. And you are alone; incapable.
You drown yourself in insecurities and feelings of unworthiness. Keep drowning. Wishing you would die, but you never do. It's just a whole lot of pain, but you survive. With tell-tale scars.
You wont die. Death wont come that easy for you. Because even to die a painless death, you are unworthy of.
So you sit and wait, hoping that tomorrow will be a better day. But you have been fooled one too many times to keep believing that. You try to deceive yourself, but you cant. So you cry, hoping the pain will go away, the scars will fade and the inevitable truth of what will become is not true.
Who are you kidding?
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
grossness of life
OMG you guys, i ate the Australian delicacy which is VEGEMITE today.
That is, after trying to dodge the scrutinising eyes of the Aussies who take such pride in ingesting 'concentrated yeast extract'. WTF? I was safe for 6 months since i came here. Sadly, today I accidentally revealed myself (Chorny, Ten, X, Entities...watch your thoughts) to my buddies on the brunch table.
The whole bunch of OZZIE OZZIE OZZIE OI! OI! OI! threw what I could only desribe as a Aussie hissy fit. They acted insulted enraged, amused and pitiful at the same time. I guess that's what we would react like when someone hasnt had durians/roti canai/nasi lemak after being in Malaysia for 6 months.
SO, the whole bunch of them felt that it was their obligation as Citizens of Australia to ensure i swallow some Vegemite this morning.
They cooked me a toast. The toast was brought to my table with some butter and some VEGEMITE.
After what seemed to be an endless quarrel between them Ausies about the optimum way to consume it( a little, a lot, smeared evenly, concentrated in the centre, butter and vegemite, vegemite, then butter..etc...), they finally settled on butter then vegemite and handed the trophy to me.
I looked at it. Unwanting. 10 eyes of various colours watched me, anticipating.
I took a bite. Spat it out.
The thing is disgusting! Its salty and gross and tastes like baby puke. Or baby soil, i wouldnt know.
How do they eat it every morning?!!!
*sigh* Who understands the Aussies anyway?
That is, after trying to dodge the scrutinising eyes of the Aussies who take such pride in ingesting 'concentrated yeast extract'. WTF? I was safe for 6 months since i came here. Sadly, today I accidentally revealed myself (Chorny, Ten, X, Entities...watch your thoughts) to my buddies on the brunch table.
The whole bunch of OZZIE OZZIE OZZIE OI! OI! OI! threw what I could only desribe as a Aussie hissy fit. They acted insulted enraged, amused and pitiful at the same time. I guess that's what we would react like when someone hasnt had durians/roti canai/nasi lemak after being in Malaysia for 6 months.
SO, the whole bunch of them felt that it was their obligation as Citizens of Australia to ensure i swallow some Vegemite this morning.
They cooked me a toast. The toast was brought to my table with some butter and some VEGEMITE.
After what seemed to be an endless quarrel between them Ausies about the optimum way to consume it( a little, a lot, smeared evenly, concentrated in the centre, butter and vegemite, vegemite, then butter..etc...), they finally settled on butter then vegemite and handed the trophy to me.
I looked at it. Unwanting. 10 eyes of various colours watched me, anticipating.
I took a bite. Spat it out.
The thing is disgusting! Its salty and gross and tastes like baby puke. Or baby soil, i wouldnt know.
How do they eat it every morning?!!!
*sigh* Who understands the Aussies anyway?
uhgh
Yes i know i have not updated in a while. I have my reasons, which are in the form of gruesome exploitation brought about by academics that inflict upon us inferiors every semester. Assignments.
I think it is time for peopleness of life to know how fond I am of Shane. So very fond. VERY VERY fond. He might even be my favourite boyfriend. I have really grown to like him. His annoyingness, his blurness, and his " I love my algae and have little time for anything else " ness.
Initially, his mates thought I wouldnt last, because Shane doesnt roll the way normal people do.
I guess his mates didnt know i wasnt very normal either.
Although, all my fondness...
*sobs*
Something sad happened. No we didnt have a fight. In fact never had one. I am gonna have to stop being fond of him pretty soon. Cos there is nothing anyone can do.
And it's left me in wreck. Now dont get me wrong. I am one of them breakup bitches who moves on faster than you can say 'chocolate'.
But I am deeply hurt this time. Not because i am weak, but because...Shane is now the forbidden fruit. It makes it all the more sexier! Challenging...and rebellious.
And rebellion just happens to my middle name.
But i know i cant do it, rebel. Because I am too fond of shane to hurt/embarass him just because I wanna get kicks.
BUT OMG! I really like him! but i have to let him go!
That's what hurts
I think it is time for peopleness of life to know how fond I am of Shane. So very fond. VERY VERY fond. He might even be my favourite boyfriend. I have really grown to like him. His annoyingness, his blurness, and his " I love my algae and have little time for anything else " ness.
Initially, his mates thought I wouldnt last, because Shane doesnt roll the way normal people do.
I guess his mates didnt know i wasnt very normal either.
Although, all my fondness...
*sobs*
Something sad happened. No we didnt have a fight. In fact never had one. I am gonna have to stop being fond of him pretty soon. Cos there is nothing anyone can do.
And it's left me in wreck. Now dont get me wrong. I am one of them breakup bitches who moves on faster than you can say 'chocolate'.
But I am deeply hurt this time. Not because i am weak, but because...Shane is now the forbidden fruit. It makes it all the more sexier! Challenging...and rebellious.
And rebellion just happens to my middle name.
But i know i cant do it, rebel. Because I am too fond of shane to hurt/embarass him just because I wanna get kicks.
BUT OMG! I really like him! but i have to let him go!
That's what hurts
ergh
So i just finished watching Trainspotting. A Scottish movie about 4 heroin addicts that just screamed out CHORNY! from the moment credits started rolling.
Never mind the uber-sexy accent.
Never mind Ewan MacGregor playing the lead.
Never mind Johnny Lee Miller playing his mate.
Never mind them abuse absolutely inappropriately the word 'FUCK", by incorporating it in every fucking sentence.
Owh, the movie had one of the most awesomestestestestest quote i have heard in a long, long while.
" In a 1000 years, there will be no guys or girls, only wankers "
It was, i must say, a rather profound statement about sexual identity.
Never mind the uber-sexy accent.
Never mind Ewan MacGregor playing the lead.
Never mind Johnny Lee Miller playing his mate.
Never mind them abuse absolutely inappropriately the word 'FUCK", by incorporating it in every fucking sentence.
Owh, the movie had one of the most awesomestestestestest quote i have heard in a long, long while.
" In a 1000 years, there will be no guys or girls, only wankers "
It was, i must say, a rather profound statement about sexual identity.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
mhmm
Ok, in case any of you are wondering, " hye where is the post about the booze cruise??"...Let's just say something majorly bad happened. and I am so not ready to talk/think about it just yet. So i will, write about what happened in Booze Cruise when I can muster enough courage to go through the nightmare again.
NO, chorny and entities, I did not get smashed and have a threesome with 2 hawt random guys. (Although, that would have been nice)
NO, chorny and entities, I did not get smashed and have a threesome with 2 hawt random guys. (Although, that would have been nice)
ooo 2
Ok, pictures below are from yesterday's(30.08.08) Geelong trip with My Awesome Retard. We went to watch Footy (Geelong vs West Coast).
Took a train, went lepaking by the Geelong Beach, where I saw my first jellyfish and first penguin. (Both dead).
Retard wanted to buy new shoes but didn't in the end. Footy match was pretty cool, but it was raining, and it got really damn cold. Retard's hands turned purple, but it doesnt show in the pic i took as evidence of retardosity.
It was a good day, we had dinner at a Vietnamese Restaurant back in Melbourne. Not nice at all! That was the only sad part of the day, the dinner. Other than the rain, and the dead jellyfish and penguin, and the fact that Gloria Jean's were so slow I didnt get my coffee because I would have missed the train if i waited any longer, and that the place Retard s badly wanted to take me in Geelong (where his grandfather's ashes were spread) was under construction, so we couldnt get to it!
After dinner, came back, had a hot shower, and watched Eyes Wide Shut with My Retard.
It was a good day. Shane is lovely.I am so lucky I have an awesome retard. Ooops, boyfriend.
Took a train, went lepaking by the Geelong Beach, where I saw my first jellyfish and first penguin. (Both dead).
Retard wanted to buy new shoes but didn't in the end. Footy match was pretty cool, but it was raining, and it got really damn cold. Retard's hands turned purple, but it doesnt show in the pic i took as evidence of retardosity.
It was a good day, we had dinner at a Vietnamese Restaurant back in Melbourne. Not nice at all! That was the only sad part of the day, the dinner. Other than the rain, and the dead jellyfish and penguin, and the fact that Gloria Jean's were so slow I didnt get my coffee because I would have missed the train if i waited any longer, and that the place Retard s badly wanted to take me in Geelong (where his grandfather's ashes were spread) was under construction, so we couldnt get to it!
After dinner, came back, had a hot shower, and watched Eyes Wide Shut with My Retard.
It was a good day. Shane is lovely.I am so lucky I have an awesome retard. Ooops, boyfriend.
=(
There is a certain kind of sadness that even chocolate chip cookies, chocolate scented bubbles and Choki Choki cant cure.
And then there's Blue Ted.
And then there's Blue Ted.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
grrr
ZOMG u are NOT going to believe this. So ok, i got bored right, and decided i would trace back the Hilton family tree. (Yes, I ahve no life). So then i come across Paris Hilton.
Dosnt she always look tall as a tree? So tall right? What, 6ft? 6ft 1in??
NO! HELL NO!
The bitch's 5'8"
5 fucking feet 8 fucking inches!!
That's my height! EXACTLY MY HEIGHT! Why the hell does she look all tall and gorgeous all the time??! She is just my height!
OMG U know what she weighs? A mere 52kgs. I daresay that's 15 kgs less than me! Damn that bitch. and she is just my height! Dammit!!
O, the best part? Her middle name is 'WHITNEY'
LOL
She isnt that tall after all!
Dosnt she always look tall as a tree? So tall right? What, 6ft? 6ft 1in??
NO! HELL NO!
The bitch's 5'8"
5 fucking feet 8 fucking inches!!
That's my height! EXACTLY MY HEIGHT! Why the hell does she look all tall and gorgeous all the time??! She is just my height!
OMG U know what she weighs? A mere 52kgs. I daresay that's 15 kgs less than me! Damn that bitch. and she is just my height! Dammit!!
O, the best part? Her middle name is 'WHITNEY'
LOL
She isnt that tall after all!
aahaa
Today, i bought my VERY first lipstick. WHY? I dont know. The colour doesnt even suit me.
I wanna a buy another dress for booze cruise.
So Sarah and I went to Brunny to get a dress, and she drove.In her car, the 'I kissed a gal and I liked it' song was playing.
The dress shop closed before we reached, but we came back with cookie dough and heaps of chocolate... That's not the point.
Point is, while we were shopping, that song wa stuck in my head. Only, the version in my head was
I hope i dont sing it out loud!
I wanna a buy another dress for booze cruise.
So Sarah and I went to Brunny to get a dress, and she drove.In her car, the 'I kissed a gal and I liked it' song was playing.
The dress shop closed before we reached, but we came back with cookie dough and heaps of chocolate... That's not the point.
Point is, while we were shopping, that song wa stuck in my head. Only, the version in my head was
'I kissed your mum and I liked it'
I hope i dont sing it out loud!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
ahaa
This is life.
And in life, there are some people who very well deserve to be slapped left and right 200000000 times over.
Lets take an example, like the cook in my college, for cooking tonight's dinner. People who walk slower than a pregnant snail and wont let you through cos they bloody hell take the whole pavement to themselves and their equally incapable buddies.
As much as i'd like to see that happen, i dont like my chances with it.
So here's the deal. My college is having Booze Cruise this Thursday. it's pretty self explanatory. You get on a cruise, full of booze. You drink the booze. On a cruise. On the sea. Only we call it Whitley Annual Nautical Cruise (WANC)
Yes, WANC. WANK! it's an awesome conversation starter.
A: hye u going to WANC?
B: No
C: WHY?! you should come WANC!
B: u going?
C: Hell yea. I'm a WANC-er all right.
You get the idea. amusingly, most these conversations happen without them even realising that they have been talking about wanking all that while.
I got a dress for the occasion. For $9.95. cool eh?
It's silver. would match perfectly with my silver flats.
Have you guys met Blue Ted, by the way?
He is a one eyed blue teddy bear. His name is Blue Ted. His French name is Nounours Bleu. He stays with me.
I love Blue Ted. He makes me happy. You know sometimes littlest things make you smile when you are down? ( Like letting out a ninja fart in a overcrowded tram?)
Well, Blue Ted is my saviour. He makes me happy. Everytime I look at him, I smile.
Cos Blue Ted is just super mega duper awesome, and if i ruled the world. i'd pass a law that everyone in the world should have a one eyed blue teddy.
And in life, there are some people who very well deserve to be slapped left and right 200000000 times over.
Lets take an example, like the cook in my college, for cooking tonight's dinner. People who walk slower than a pregnant snail and wont let you through cos they bloody hell take the whole pavement to themselves and their equally incapable buddies.
As much as i'd like to see that happen, i dont like my chances with it.
So here's the deal. My college is having Booze Cruise this Thursday. it's pretty self explanatory. You get on a cruise, full of booze. You drink the booze. On a cruise. On the sea. Only we call it Whitley Annual Nautical Cruise (WANC)
Yes, WANC. WANK! it's an awesome conversation starter.
A: hye u going to WANC?
B: No
C: WHY?! you should come WANC!
B: u going?
C: Hell yea. I'm a WANC-er all right.
You get the idea. amusingly, most these conversations happen without them even realising that they have been talking about wanking all that while.
I got a dress for the occasion. For $9.95. cool eh?
It's silver. would match perfectly with my silver flats.
Have you guys met Blue Ted, by the way?
He is a one eyed blue teddy bear. His name is Blue Ted. His French name is Nounours Bleu. He stays with me.I love Blue Ted. He makes me happy. You know sometimes littlest things make you smile when you are down? ( Like letting out a ninja fart in a overcrowded tram?)
Well, Blue Ted is my saviour. He makes me happy. Everytime I look at him, I smile.
Cos Blue Ted is just super mega duper awesome, and if i ruled the world. i'd pass a law that everyone in the world should have a one eyed blue teddy.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
ahaa
It saddens me to realise nothing saddens me more than finding a Bite-Size Mars bar squashed after being left in the pocket/ jumper/ bag/ purse/first aid kit too long.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
ehm
I am doing 40 hour famine....NO food for 40 hours. Only plain water.
I am so hungry I can die.
With 22 hours to go
I am so hungry I can die.
With 22 hours to go
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
aha
Now I am listening to Simon and Garfunkel.
WHY?
Pu tong.
I just woke up one day and out of the randomosity of it all decided to download them from Trixie's computer and listen to then. They are good. They get to you, I'm telling ya. They get to you.
WHY?
Pu tong.
I just woke up one day and out of the randomosity of it all decided to download them from Trixie's computer and listen to then. They are good. They get to you, I'm telling ya. They get to you.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Aiya
One another note, that does not involve jim jams or bed socks,
I feel like i have lost the purpose of life ever since i finished watching Season 3 of Prison Break.
Season 4 premieres on the 1st of Sept. And that basically means I have to wait for episode by episode to come out. Like NORMAL *twitches eye* people do.
Someone please tell me what I am supposed to do with my life now?
Is this the part I look for Jesus?
Ahh...yes Macro test on Wednesday and PBL test on Friday
*DELIBERATES WHETHER TO START TO STUDY OR NOT*
O...I'll be alright.
O..*runs off to watch Black Books*
I feel like i have lost the purpose of life ever since i finished watching Season 3 of Prison Break.
Season 4 premieres on the 1st of Sept. And that basically means I have to wait for episode by episode to come out. Like NORMAL *twitches eye* people do.
Someone please tell me what I am supposed to do with my life now?
Is this the part I look for Jesus?
Ahh...yes Macro test on Wednesday and PBL test on Friday
*DELIBERATES WHETHER TO START TO STUDY OR NOT*
O...I'll be alright.
O..*runs off to watch Black Books*
Pajama Pants and Rugby tops
With the crystal clear intentions of going down for Brunch, i awoke at about 12.30pm to the sunny Sunday yesterday, and headed down in my Whitley Rugby top, pajama pants and bed socks which just so happened to be yellow and green, knitted, with a Teddy's face sewn onto it. And flip flops.
Getting all done with brunch, i was just about to head back up and shower when Jen came in asking for volunteers to go to uni and do some stuff. It was open day on Sunday. Being the good, always willing to procrastinate samaritan that i was, i leapt at the idea of doing something on a Sunday morning.
Me: I'll just go shower and get changed
Jen: No time, TV
Me: Lemme change outta my jim jams at least
Jen: No time, TV. the van is leaving now.
(Trixie walks in)
Trixie: I'll go with TV
Me: Yea, I'll go get changed, im in my jim jams!
(Trix and Jen throw dirty looks)
Trixie: Ah, you'll be alright
Jen: Yea, no one will notice
So i get in the van and head off to uni. just so happens my luck, that Trixie and i were actually changing shifts with Shane and Steve. So i get out of the van and...
Shane: You have got pumpkin soup on your pajamas (it's an inside joke)
Steve: TV!
(Both laugh like mad)
So there i was, getting people to come see Whitley, in my jim jams. People gave me the " what was she thinking" look from miles away. NOt so much embarassed as I felt bad for Whitley though.
Ironically, we had just had the closing night of our musical, The Pajama Game the night before.
Suddenly, this bunch of people approached us wanting to get to Whitley and Ih, they had just missed the bus. So i volunteered to walk them over. In my jim jams. well, i HAD to get changed, right.
So there i was, walking 5 people down Royal Parade, in my pajama pants, bed socks, proudly displaying the Whitley rugby top. I could tell the chicks at Trinity gave me looks when i walked past.
Getting all done with brunch, i was just about to head back up and shower when Jen came in asking for volunteers to go to uni and do some stuff. It was open day on Sunday. Being the good, always willing to procrastinate samaritan that i was, i leapt at the idea of doing something on a Sunday morning.
Me: I'll just go shower and get changed
Jen: No time, TV
Me: Lemme change outta my jim jams at least
Jen: No time, TV. the van is leaving now.
(Trixie walks in)
Trixie: I'll go with TV
Me: Yea, I'll go get changed, im in my jim jams!
(Trix and Jen throw dirty looks)
Trixie: Ah, you'll be alright
Jen: Yea, no one will notice
So i get in the van and head off to uni. just so happens my luck, that Trixie and i were actually changing shifts with Shane and Steve. So i get out of the van and...
Shane: You have got pumpkin soup on your pajamas (it's an inside joke)
Steve: TV!
(Both laugh like mad)
So there i was, getting people to come see Whitley, in my jim jams. People gave me the " what was she thinking" look from miles away. NOt so much embarassed as I felt bad for Whitley though.
Ironically, we had just had the closing night of our musical, The Pajama Game the night before.
Suddenly, this bunch of people approached us wanting to get to Whitley and Ih, they had just missed the bus. So i volunteered to walk them over. In my jim jams. well, i HAD to get changed, right.
So there i was, walking 5 people down Royal Parade, in my pajama pants, bed socks, proudly displaying the Whitley rugby top. I could tell the chicks at Trinity gave me looks when i walked past.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
yummy you
I AM ON A PRISON BREAK HIGH.
i have done little other than watching Prison Break for the 4 days or so. Thing is, the show is contagious as hell, forget GG's superficiality...Prison Break is owh so good. It takes you trough a roller coaster ride of emotions. Although, it makes you cry maybe more times than deemed necessary. Just when you tell yourself, OK this is the last episode. I'm gonna do my homework after this, just when you think you can shut down your pc and walk away from it all, at the very last minute...something happens that you'd rather fail uni than not find out.(choy choy choy)
One thing though, the plot is kinda repertory, not too much to the point of boredom,but fundamentally, yes. Scofield on the run, and Mahone always almost there, but never bags him. Guess if he does the show would be over, aye. Nevertheless, a good show.Highly recommended.
i know it's cliche, but OMG! Wentworth Miller is such a hottie. Maybe it is the character he plays...Michael Scofield.That poor baby...I guess I'm just a sucker for vulnerable, overly kind, tatooed, super hawt guys.
it's for this exact reason that i have been distancing myself from prison break as long as i possibly could have. cos i know, me being me once i start watching and fall prey to the captivating spell that which is Wentworth Miller, i will go absolutely obsessed with him to the point professional help would be required. But a hormone enraged teenage gal can only stay away for so long before she breaks down and gets imprisoned by one Mr Miller.
His piercing gaze, his calming voice...Soothing voice. What wouldn't i do to have his voice on the other end of my phone calling out to me!His personality, his aching need to help others, his painful past. And his tears...when he cries. It's the most painfully beautiful thing in the world. you just wanna take him in your arms and promise him everything will be alright.And then some *winks*
Yes, yes, i know it's just the character he plays, but Jeez i wish he was really that...perfect.
Something tells me he might just come dangerously close. he is, after all...a Princeton Graduate with both English and American citizenship. Score baby!
baby, you can break into my prison anytime.
so Went-worthy. Grr..
Monday, August 4, 2008
mhmm again
I have a very limited vocabulary. As demonstrated below:
1. Cannot gi- This most widely used phrase derives its origin from Malay(Tak Boleh Belah) and was introduces to the English Language by the famous 18th century retard Abang Fadhly who used it as a substitute 99.99% of words in either languages. Today, this rather versatile phrase is often used to express emotions of fury, disappointment, annoyance, sadness, happiness. Also used when unable to find appropriate words to describe something/ feeling
2. Damn sad weyh- to express sympathy, or to acknowledge an event that might have not been the best.
3. Tangen-Originates from Maths/Malay/ MRSM. to express fury, annoyance, stress related emotions
4. Lek Lek ah brudder- to ask someone to take it easy/ take it slow/ not get mad/annoyed
5. Meh- To express every other emotion
1. Cannot gi- This most widely used phrase derives its origin from Malay(Tak Boleh Belah) and was introduces to the English Language by the famous 18th century retard Abang Fadhly who used it as a substitute 99.99% of words in either languages. Today, this rather versatile phrase is often used to express emotions of fury, disappointment, annoyance, sadness, happiness. Also used when unable to find appropriate words to describe something/ feeling
2. Damn sad weyh- to express sympathy, or to acknowledge an event that might have not been the best.
3. Tangen-Originates from Maths/Malay/ MRSM. to express fury, annoyance, stress related emotions
4. Lek Lek ah brudder- to ask someone to take it easy/ take it slow/ not get mad/annoyed
5. Meh- To express every other emotion
Sunday, August 3, 2008
pfft
grrr...!
All my college buddies are going to watch The Fratellis tonight, and I bloody hell cant go!
ARGH!
All my college buddies are going to watch The Fratellis tonight, and I bloody hell cant go!
ARGH!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
mhmm 2
It is 8 degrees outside. It's 1.40am.
I just got back from the city after watching a Romanian movie; grabbing a hot(a little TOO hot) cup of take-away tea; sitting and talking by the stairs of some building in Bourke St while watching traffic...
I just got back from the city after watching a Romanian movie; grabbing a hot(a little TOO hot) cup of take-away tea; sitting and talking by the stairs of some building in Bourke St while watching traffic...
WITH SHANE THE RETARD.
and how did we get back? Shane dinked me on his bike all the way to Melbourne Uni from Bourke St, which is a fair way. And then I dinked him from Uni to College, which isnt quite as far at all. I almost died.
And I learnt that Shane came all the way to college to drop me off, and he actually has to go back to the lab. Which made me feel like shite for troubling him.
I like the Retard. A LOT.
sometimes
sometimes i wanna
sometimes i wanna
sometimes i wanna
when i feel like
but then, i remember to
and have some
and listen to some
and think of all the
in my life, and all the
in the world. And then i know
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
apo keno
No one told me this before. But at lunch today a friend of mine told me that i often gaze off into thin air while in conversation.
IS THIS TRUE?
OMG.....! Someone please tell me this isnt true. I have always prided in myself being a good (in fact, not to brag, but awesome) listener.
Am I really that hopeless? I am aware than I do have somewhat short of an attention span, but I never knew it would cripple my ability to have a normal, everyday conversation. I thought it only manifests itself in the presence of a teacher/lecturer/tutor...It's a defense mechanism, you see.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME? Have I really turned into the kind of person that never listens to, but rather only waits for their turn to speak?
My "smile and nod" method, which I swore, no, SWEAR by might have taken me a little bit too far. Now I am trapped in the dark depths of my troubled mind...Never will I resurface again. Never will I talk, or listen, never will i be alive...
IS THIS TRUE?
OMG.....! Someone please tell me this isnt true. I have always prided in myself being a good (in fact, not to brag, but awesome) listener.
Am I really that hopeless? I am aware than I do have somewhat short of an attention span, but I never knew it would cripple my ability to have a normal, everyday conversation. I thought it only manifests itself in the presence of a teacher/lecturer/tutor...It's a defense mechanism, you see.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME? Have I really turned into the kind of person that never listens to, but rather only waits for their turn to speak?
My "smile and nod" method, which I swore, no, SWEAR by might have taken me a little bit too far. Now I am trapped in the dark depths of my troubled mind...Never will I resurface again. Never will I talk, or listen, never will i be alive...
Sunday, July 27, 2008
wakaka
Edwin told me that your dreams are a way for your subconscious to reveal to you your innermost fears/desires.
For the past few days, I have been dreaming that people abandon me. Grrr......
Fear or desire?
*raises eyebrows* Even my subconscious is a sneaky bitch
For the past few days, I have been dreaming that people abandon me. Grrr......
Fear or desire?
*raises eyebrows* Even my subconscious is a sneaky bitch
Thursday, July 24, 2008
ew
Soy Milk in Australia so ew. I love soy milk, but the ones here taste like totally ew.
But thanks to Chorny I have actually found a brand of soy milk that is at least drinkable. And I'm super psyched about it. It's not even all that good, really. It's more milk than soy. but hye, it is drinkable!
The brand is called Golden, people. Go get it.
Now i have had too much soy milk to drink. I just want the good old soy milk in Malaysia...V-Soy, Vita-Soy and Pasar Malam Soy Milk.
ergh. stoooopeeeed country. they think im all health conscious just cos i drink soy milk. And act really surprised when i skip dinner to eat chocolates and junks. sorry la, come see my stash of Tim Tams dulu la, ok?
Grrr...oops, gotta go run my 3.2k!
But thanks to Chorny I have actually found a brand of soy milk that is at least drinkable. And I'm super psyched about it. It's not even all that good, really. It's more milk than soy. but hye, it is drinkable!
The brand is called Golden, people. Go get it.
Now i have had too much soy milk to drink. I just want the good old soy milk in Malaysia...V-Soy, Vita-Soy and Pasar Malam Soy Milk.
ergh. stoooopeeeed country. they think im all health conscious just cos i drink soy milk. And act really surprised when i skip dinner to eat chocolates and junks. sorry la, come see my stash of Tim Tams dulu la, ok?
Grrr...oops, gotta go run my 3.2k!
kelapa muda
In the past few days, I have had so little sleep it's stagerring. As i look in the mirror to see the dark circles around my eyes, the whole zombie get up, i actually feel rather elated.
Isnt it awesome that my insomnia might be peaking again? like it did when i was in Taylors last year?
Oddly, with so little sleep, i havent felt happier...
It's pretty cool that everyone simple scoffs off your tendencies to screw things up because you are just that " Poor sleep deprived TV"
It's also cool that with so little sleep, i actually think less, and am in fact more stoned, as some would say.
So yes, the "zombie mass murderer I am stoned look is all me now."
And its awesome. i feel so alive...I HAVE NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. so real. so me. so TV.
Let's get some coffee...
Isnt it awesome that my insomnia might be peaking again? like it did when i was in Taylors last year?
Oddly, with so little sleep, i havent felt happier...
It's pretty cool that everyone simple scoffs off your tendencies to screw things up because you are just that " Poor sleep deprived TV"
It's also cool that with so little sleep, i actually think less, and am in fact more stoned, as some would say.
So yes, the "zombie mass murderer I am stoned look is all me now."
And its awesome. i feel so alive...I HAVE NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. so real. so me. so TV.
Sleep deprived is my favourite state of mind.
Let's get some coffee...
*sigh*
*DEEP BREATH IN*
Ok, so i havent updated in a million years because Chorny came down to Melbourne and i was bringing her around and when i come back to my room kinda late liao, so lazy wanna on the laptop and update and all that shit but all's good, i will start blogging soon, not that there is anything of particular inportance in my life to be written down, but there are some people(who obviously lack a life) who still read it, and those are the people i love the most because they are my 'channel' and i have been listening to too much Radiohead since Chorny left and i finally did my 3.2kms again after a 4 day hiatus and found myself to be painfully slow.
*BREATHE OUT*
Ok, so i havent updated in a million years because Chorny came down to Melbourne and i was bringing her around and when i come back to my room kinda late liao, so lazy wanna on the laptop and update and all that shit but all's good, i will start blogging soon, not that there is anything of particular inportance in my life to be written down, but there are some people(who obviously lack a life) who still read it, and those are the people i love the most because they are my 'channel' and i have been listening to too much Radiohead since Chorny left and i finally did my 3.2kms again after a 4 day hiatus and found myself to be painfully slow.
*BREATHE OUT*
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Owh the second
Okay, i know i always say i dont hate, hate is negative energy and stuff...but here are a few things that i really dont like
1. I dislike wholeheartedly anyone who has the same name as me.I also dont like it when people tell me, " O yea, i know this other Thivya...but she...(insert gibberish here)...". It makes me feel less special. And i God-damn hate it.
2. I also have an intense dislike, which is bordering towards hate, but is not quite there yet, for people who state their age and/or race(when it's clearly unnecessary or inappropriate even) when introducing themselves.
3. I hate bullies. Ok when i mean bullies, it includes:
a) sexist/racists/ageist/any other -ist you can think of
b)physical bullies
c)mental bullies
d)emotional bullies- people who tell you bad stuff to make you feel like shit
e)social bullies which include people who try to establish in one way or the other that they are far superior compared to another, people who bring into attention another person's flaws or even ignorance/apathy of the other party, people who try to make the other feel dejected.
1. I dislike wholeheartedly anyone who has the same name as me.I also dont like it when people tell me, " O yea, i know this other Thivya...but she...(insert gibberish here)...". It makes me feel less special. And i God-damn hate it.
2. I also have an intense dislike, which is bordering towards hate, but is not quite there yet, for people who state their age and/or race(when it's clearly unnecessary or inappropriate even) when introducing themselves.
3. I hate bullies. Ok when i mean bullies, it includes:
a) sexist/racists/ageist/any other -ist you can think of
b)physical bullies
c)mental bullies
d)emotional bullies- people who tell you bad stuff to make you feel like shit
e)social bullies which include people who try to establish in one way or the other that they are far superior compared to another, people who bring into attention another person's flaws or even ignorance/apathy of the other party, people who try to make the other feel dejected.
eh the third
The merciless flood floods in. merciless, unforgiving...threatening to unleash a few millions of litres of salty liquid from my eyes.
After holding me while i cried,after warming my bed up for me, after running around Prinny with me, after holding me while i checked my(unsatisfactory) results, after always being there for me..
After being like the sun that never fails to shine when my day is gray
I fell in like with the RA
After saying, " I really care about you.."
After all that's been said and done. Somehow my retardness allows me not to fell security and love, but only fear and pain.
Pain of what is to come when the 'after's end...when our liking ends.
Nay, I am NOT in love...I'm merely retarded. So retarded that I dont know how to respond to all the 'after's when they are still happening. Dont know how to respond to the source of the 'after's.
Feeling rather cannibalistic, i feel like eating the source of my 'after's up...
After holding me while i cried,after warming my bed up for me, after running around Prinny with me, after holding me while i checked my(unsatisfactory) results, after always being there for me..
After being like the sun that never fails to shine when my day is gray
I fell in like with the RA
After saying, " I really care about you.."
After all that's been said and done. Somehow my retardness allows me not to fell security and love, but only fear and pain.
Pain of what is to come when the 'after's end...when our liking ends.
Nay, I am NOT in love...I'm merely retarded. So retarded that I dont know how to respond to all the 'after's when they are still happening. Dont know how to respond to the source of the 'after's.
Feeling rather cannibalistic, i feel like eating the source of my 'after's up...
Friday, July 11, 2008
sad story
Sitting facing my laptop in my lavender coloured thermals, contemplating on life, facing the insecurities of being an insecure teenager,listening to somewhat overwhelming(by my standards) music, trying hard not to give in to the endless stream of pathetic-ness that is all set to flow out from my eyes...
Fearing the cold that which is outside, a ridiculous 8 degrees...Fearing even more the cold that is inside, that which is my heart...an even more ridiculous -80 degrees that can rival infinite amounts of liquid nitrogen
Thriving to not feel numb anymore, emotionally and physically. And unfortunately, failing miserably...Provided the heater doesnt work and I am a chicken.
Trying to gathering just enough courage to check my exam results that were out today, yet again...failing miserably..in the absence of balls
Reminiscing the days when a phone call would make me smile, when simple three words would elate me to new heights.
Reminiscing when the words " I would only want to get nude for you" meant so much.
Reminiscing when my blog was witty and funny
Reminiscing when I was alive...
Fearing the cold that which is outside, a ridiculous 8 degrees...Fearing even more the cold that is inside, that which is my heart...an even more ridiculous -80 degrees that can rival infinite amounts of liquid nitrogen
Thriving to not feel numb anymore, emotionally and physically. And unfortunately, failing miserably...Provided the heater doesnt work and I am a chicken.
Trying to gathering just enough courage to check my exam results that were out today, yet again...failing miserably..in the absence of balls
Reminiscing the days when a phone call would make me smile, when simple three words would elate me to new heights.
Reminiscing when the words " I would only want to get nude for you" meant so much.
Reminiscing when my blog was witty and funny
Reminiscing when I was alive...
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Queensland
I left for Queensland on the 1st of July 2008
Heaps of sunshine, raindrops and a plethora of YOUR MUM jokes later;
I was back in Melbourne, on the 8th of July 2008.
Heaps of sunshine, raindrops and a plethora of YOUR MUM jokes later;
I was back in Melbourne, on the 8th of July 2008.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
aiyo
Ok, so yesterday, i was over with my exams!
ROFL, so as we were allowed to leave, i sprinted my way back to college, got Eli and Kaly and ran to Brunny and got some red wine and a bottle of Tequilla.
2 glasses of red wine and 2 shots of tequilla later. i was super smashed. i remember little, safe the puking, the headache, Shane telling me i stink like puke, Ned taking me back to my room and putting me to bed, Alski telling me i dont look 'healthy'... Eli was waaaay gone. she was drunk as hell. Kaly was probably the only relatively sane one left.
apparently i passed out on the couch in the TV room and Ned had to take me back to my room and put me to bed. At like 12am
So much for having a 'big night out'. pfft.
Kaly woke me up today...at 12.30pm, to get me to lunch.
At the lunch table, everyone was looking at me and going," how r u feeling? u ok?"
mmhmm. getting drunk like that. not gonna do it again. that was waaay drunk.
u know u r an alcoholic when u puke and pass out.
Anyways, played Mario Karts and Smash Bros with Alski and Eli just now. good fun!
ROFL, so as we were allowed to leave, i sprinted my way back to college, got Eli and Kaly and ran to Brunny and got some red wine and a bottle of Tequilla.
2 glasses of red wine and 2 shots of tequilla later. i was super smashed. i remember little, safe the puking, the headache, Shane telling me i stink like puke, Ned taking me back to my room and putting me to bed, Alski telling me i dont look 'healthy'... Eli was waaaay gone. she was drunk as hell. Kaly was probably the only relatively sane one left.
apparently i passed out on the couch in the TV room and Ned had to take me back to my room and put me to bed. At like 12am
So much for having a 'big night out'. pfft.
Kaly woke me up today...at 12.30pm, to get me to lunch.
At the lunch table, everyone was looking at me and going," how r u feeling? u ok?"
mmhmm. getting drunk like that. not gonna do it again. that was waaay drunk.
u know u r an alcoholic when u puke and pass out.
Anyways, played Mario Karts and Smash Bros with Alski and Eli just now. good fun!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Well, Hullo...
OMG how cute is this guy? remember that book i was obssesed about, Twilight? And the ridicuously hawt vampire in it?Well, they are making a movie about that book, and this is the guy that i oh-so want Edward Cullen to be played by.
*sigh* *drool*Tom Sturridge is what his parents chose to call him. I'd prefer EDWARD CULLEN. Or Prince Charming.
Sadly though he isnt playing Edward ' Love of my life' Cullen.the part will be played by Robert Pattinson, who played Cedric Digory in Harry Potter.Yesh, yesh he is cute and stuff but...
a) Tom Sturridge is WAY cuter
b) Tom Sturridge is WAY more vampire-looking
c) Robert Pattinson does not fit the character well. Although i probably should wait for the movie and see if he PLAYS the character well.
here is Robert Pattinson. Make the comparison yourselves.
a) Tom Sturridge is WAY cuter
b) Tom Sturridge is WAY more vampire-looking
c) Robert Pattinson does not fit the character well. Although i probably should wait for the movie and see if he PLAYS the character well.
here is Robert Pattinson. Make the comparison yourselves.
Owh
Eeee. My bra so tight.
At this realisation few weeks ago, i have concluded
a) I have gained weight
b) My boobs have gained volume.
After much research and experimenting, i have found the former to be true.
Hence, I set out on the faithful day of 21/06/08 to Myer to get some new NungaNunga Holders.
So, wtf is up with this country. They have different sizes. Unlike the conventional American sizes which we use in Malaysia..where we go by band by inches and cup size, here they go by size...and
cup size (i.e 10A,12D, 14C etc)
So. There i was. standing like a total dumbfuck. going through various racks of bras trying to get myself a nice supportive, comfortable bra. I usually wear size 10 in clothes(yes, 10! I AM FAT!) but what about bras though? Giving up tring to find my size,i thought i'd get someone to get me fitted. Sadly though, the line in Myer was way too darn long.
As usual, i couldnt be bothered queieng up with all the 'commoners' because, frankly, i have got to prepare myself for a life of royalty when i marry Prince William. I decided i would run to Bras N Things to get fitted and come back to Myer to buy some. Genius eh?
Ok So, here's the deal. the woman who fitted me gave me a size that i knew in a million years i wouldnt fit into. Confused, I tried out a bra with the said size. Sure enough, my cup runneth over.
So, i get back to Myer, determined to find my own bra size. i wanst willing for another measurement after having one lady get her hands all over my boobs( because this is an exploitation of my current assets). NOT another lady. NO way.
After what seemed like an eternity of lining up and trying out bras, i finally found my size! (which i wont be stating here. My boobs(and Chorny's too) are already the butt of many jokes/ comments. alhough i know Entorny will be dying to know)
SO, the fucked up thing is, after i spent all that time finding my size, i couldnt find any bras in that size.
WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!
all the pretty bras only went up to a C/D cup. Anything bigger than that looks hideously ugly like its been living in a radioactive plant and has mutated parents.
mmhmm, i had to walk away with only 2 bras, that very well set me back about $50. i really wanted the DKNY bra that was on sale. It was so pretty and sexy in a very sophisticated way. Sadly though, there wasnt any in my size.
I dont even know why i bother though. It's not like there's anyone out there who is particularly interested i looking at my bras.(insert comment about wanting to be lesbo here)
Although, now that i think about it. I realise im only writing this post to procrastinate. So that i wont have to get to my damn Philosophy texts and read what Bernard Williams says about Utilitarianism and write an essay about it for my Wednesday exam.
Obviously. Bras are more importnat than moral principles. Obviously.
At this realisation few weeks ago, i have concluded
a) I have gained weight
b) My boobs have gained volume.
After much research and experimenting, i have found the former to be true.
Hence, I set out on the faithful day of 21/06/08 to Myer to get some new NungaNunga Holders.
So, wtf is up with this country. They have different sizes. Unlike the conventional American sizes which we use in Malaysia..where we go by band by inches and cup size, here they go by size...and
cup size (i.e 10A,12D, 14C etc)
So. There i was. standing like a total dumbfuck. going through various racks of bras trying to get myself a nice supportive, comfortable bra. I usually wear size 10 in clothes(yes, 10! I AM FAT!) but what about bras though? Giving up tring to find my size,i thought i'd get someone to get me fitted. Sadly though, the line in Myer was way too darn long.
As usual, i couldnt be bothered queieng up with all the 'commoners' because, frankly, i have got to prepare myself for a life of royalty when i marry Prince William. I decided i would run to Bras N Things to get fitted and come back to Myer to buy some. Genius eh?
Ok So, here's the deal. the woman who fitted me gave me a size that i knew in a million years i wouldnt fit into. Confused, I tried out a bra with the said size. Sure enough, my cup runneth over.
So, i get back to Myer, determined to find my own bra size. i wanst willing for another measurement after having one lady get her hands all over my boobs( because this is an exploitation of my current assets). NOT another lady. NO way.
After what seemed like an eternity of lining up and trying out bras, i finally found my size! (which i wont be stating here. My boobs(and Chorny's too) are already the butt of many jokes/ comments. alhough i know Entorny will be dying to know)
SO, the fucked up thing is, after i spent all that time finding my size, i couldnt find any bras in that size.
WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!
all the pretty bras only went up to a C/D cup. Anything bigger than that looks hideously ugly like its been living in a radioactive plant and has mutated parents.
mmhmm, i had to walk away with only 2 bras, that very well set me back about $50. i really wanted the DKNY bra that was on sale. It was so pretty and sexy in a very sophisticated way. Sadly though, there wasnt any in my size.
I dont even know why i bother though. It's not like there's anyone out there who is particularly interested i looking at my bras.(insert comment about wanting to be lesbo here)
Although, now that i think about it. I realise im only writing this post to procrastinate. So that i wont have to get to my damn Philosophy texts and read what Bernard Williams says about Utilitarianism and write an essay about it for my Wednesday exam.
Obviously. Bras are more importnat than moral principles. Obviously.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
eh the second
ICANT wait!
I cant wait for a few events to occur in my life, just to prove to myself that, contrary to popular (self-held) belief, i do, indeed have a life.
Fo' shizzle this realisation on my part may spark fresh interest on some of you. No doubt a 360 degree turn from my usual whining, complaining entries about how life (or lack, thereof) sucks.
Sure, try as you might, how moody can you be really when you stayed up till 5am yesterday(or rather, this morning) reading an awesome novel? Or how moody can you get when you get woken up at 8.30am the very same day by your French(or convince yourself that he is) boyfriend?
[Please ignore that i have been waking up so late the past week or so that i miss not breakfast, but lunch]
Life is good. And this terrifies me. I seldom ever feel this way...and whenever i do. something is bound to go very, very wrong, Indeed. Shit lurks just around the corner,
I guess when it comes to me, there are no deep mysteries to unravel. I'm a pretty shallow person. And try as i might, i fail (proof evident in my choosing a title for my blog entries, such as this one)to mask this absence of depth(and hence, characther) with Philosophy.
mmhmm.
See the thing is, you can really tell when i have done little besides reading a ridiculously thick novel(and it's sequel) for the past few days. Because I write like my thoughts are now being 'novelised'. Also, i tend to italicise words that i mean to emphasize. Instead of adjectiv-ising those said words withversatile, brilliant words such as fucking/damn/bloody/sodding.
Anyways, these are what i'm anticipating:
1. Brisbane and Gold Coast! Yippeeee! Cant wait to meet X and Saff!
2. The Twilight movie to come out!
3. Twilight's 4th book, Breaking Dawn to come out.
4 My Philo-fucking-sophy exam to be over with.
5. Getting wasted again with Steve, Shane, Eli and maybe, just the slightest-est-est hint of maybe Alski!Also, maybe Trixie(Ned). We'll have some Tequilla this time around!
6. To get the hell out of this country...and go home where the sun is shining and the food is edible. And the people are funny!
So yea, this is my new obsession: Twilight. It's a story about an impossibly HAWT vampire who falls in love with this girl. It's a mad book. Gets a little bit too cheesy sometimes. The vampire is way too jiwang to be real. Some parts of the book just gets way, WAY too cheesy for me to handle. Ew.
I cant wait for a few events to occur in my life, just to prove to myself that, contrary to popular (self-held) belief, i do, indeed have a life.
Fo' shizzle this realisation on my part may spark fresh interest on some of you. No doubt a 360 degree turn from my usual whining, complaining entries about how life (or lack, thereof) sucks.
Sure, try as you might, how moody can you be really when you stayed up till 5am yesterday(or rather, this morning) reading an awesome novel? Or how moody can you get when you get woken up at 8.30am the very same day by your French(or convince yourself that he is) boyfriend?
[Please ignore that i have been waking up so late the past week or so that i miss not breakfast, but lunch]
Life is good. And this terrifies me. I seldom ever feel this way...and whenever i do. something is bound to go very, very wrong, Indeed. Shit lurks just around the corner,
I guess when it comes to me, there are no deep mysteries to unravel. I'm a pretty shallow person. And try as i might, i fail (proof evident in my choosing a title for my blog entries, such as this one)to mask this absence of depth(and hence, characther) with Philosophy.
mmhmm.
See the thing is, you can really tell when i have done little besides reading a ridiculously thick novel(and it's sequel) for the past few days. Because I write like my thoughts are now being 'novelised'. Also, i tend to italicise words that i mean to emphasize. Instead of adjectiv-ising those said words withversatile, brilliant words such as fucking/damn/bloody/sodding.
Anyways, these are what i'm anticipating:
1. Brisbane and Gold Coast! Yippeeee! Cant wait to meet X and Saff!
2. The Twilight movie to come out!
3. Twilight's 4th book, Breaking Dawn to come out.
4 My Philo-fucking-sophy exam to be over with.
5. Getting wasted again with Steve, Shane, Eli and maybe, just the slightest-est-est hint of maybe Alski!Also, maybe Trixie(Ned). We'll have some Tequilla this time around!
6. To get the hell out of this country...and go home where the sun is shining and the food is edible. And the people are funny!
So yea, this is my new obsession: Twilight. It's a story about an impossibly HAWT vampire who falls in love with this girl. It's a mad book. Gets a little bit too cheesy sometimes. The vampire is way too jiwang to be real. Some parts of the book just gets way, WAY too cheesy for me to handle. Ew.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Nessness Of Life
Hye Tendon! Tennis!
i got a new one for you. like jungle jeeo transform into pantai jeep.
cannot gi, mate transform into....
jeng jeng jeng
wait for it....
wait for it....
CANNOT GI-NESS OF LIFE, MATE!
i got a new one for you. like jungle jeeo transform into pantai jeep.
cannot gi, mate transform into....
jeng jeng jeng
wait for it....
wait for it....
CANNOT GI-NESS OF LIFE, MATE!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
uhm
Dinner (Vegetarian Option) Sunday 15/06
Spinach & Ricotta Ravioli, Napoli & Veg
Desert
Lemon Meringue Pie
hmm...
Spinach & Ricotta Ravioli, Napoli & Veg
Desert
Lemon Meringue Pie
hmm...
Saturday, June 14, 2008
chorny
Chorny, i dont know why you think i have a bloody exiciting life.
It's a saturday night, and i am done(-ish) with my exams. Means no studying(ish) for the next 6 weeks.
And I'm getting all hyped to watch Richie Rich (for the jabillionth time) on channel 9. Alone. In my room. With doors shut.
That is of course, after i shower. Alone.In the shower. With doors shut.
Sigh, that arsehole kid. I want my own McD's too!
It's a saturday night, and i am done(-ish) with my exams. Means no studying(ish) for the next 6 weeks.
And I'm getting all hyped to watch Richie Rich (for the jabillionth time) on channel 9. Alone. In my room. With doors shut.
That is of course, after i shower. Alone.In the shower. With doors shut.
Sigh, that arsehole kid. I want my own McD's too!
eh
ok, i un-say what i wrote about retard. he didnt say anything cruel to me. he does come visit me and all...its not like im the only one who does all the stairs climbing. thing is, i think im getting bored of him already..and i don wanna get bored of him! i just dont feel the whole attraction thing anymore. maybe we just had too much of each other. need to get a break...
O my
there are so many things in my mind right now
1. the electronics God hates me and i hate his Holy Guts. Why Oh Why do i get shit luck when it comes to anything electronical(esp handphones). Yea, to all those i hold dear, u guys must know of my 2 lost handphones last year, and now, this cute little z310i is acting up. It passed away yesterday...3 months short of my 18th birthday! 3 fucking months and i could have signed 3's cap plan and got miself a brand new handphone. But NOOOOOO...my luck is like dog poop by the sewage.
2. The Ozzies. Fuck them la. just now over lunch i was talking to this chick and telling her i hafta go to the city today to get a new handphone cos my old one kaput ready.
Me: Yes, im going to the city. I have to get a new handphone, My handphone died yesterday, something is wrong with the display screen and i cant answer calls and stuff
So she listens intently, and then gives me this face and goes, " What is a handphone?"
i'm like WTF? u damn ulu meh? live under a rock? handphone also donno. but then i tought this chick has one. and then i think and then i said "MOBILE PHONE" and she is like "ooooo" and then she starts laughing. WTf u freaking Ozzies? It's a god damn HAND PHONE! Dammit. that one also donno
3. i feel so dejected and stuff. Retard said something to me last night. so im gonna fucking ignore him till he comes find me. i cannot gi la wanna climb 1 flight of stairs visit him all the time... Dont wanna exercise too much. so if he wants me, he can damn well come and get me.
4. i miss my buddies. Ozzies have no sense of humour and they have weird names for common things (ie handphones=mobile phone, dinner=tea). waaaa~ i want chinga, entities, ashie, the whole of p1 and my ridzuan hommies back!
1. the electronics God hates me and i hate his Holy Guts. Why Oh Why do i get shit luck when it comes to anything electronical(esp handphones). Yea, to all those i hold dear, u guys must know of my 2 lost handphones last year, and now, this cute little z310i is acting up. It passed away yesterday...3 months short of my 18th birthday! 3 fucking months and i could have signed 3's cap plan and got miself a brand new handphone. But NOOOOOO...my luck is like dog poop by the sewage.
2. The Ozzies. Fuck them la. just now over lunch i was talking to this chick and telling her i hafta go to the city today to get a new handphone cos my old one kaput ready.
Me: Yes, im going to the city. I have to get a new handphone, My handphone died yesterday, something is wrong with the display screen and i cant answer calls and stuff
So she listens intently, and then gives me this face and goes, " What is a handphone?"
i'm like WTF? u damn ulu meh? live under a rock? handphone also donno. but then i tought this chick has one. and then i think and then i said "MOBILE PHONE" and she is like "ooooo" and then she starts laughing. WTf u freaking Ozzies? It's a god damn HAND PHONE! Dammit. that one also donno
3. i feel so dejected and stuff. Retard said something to me last night. so im gonna fucking ignore him till he comes find me. i cannot gi la wanna climb 1 flight of stairs visit him all the time... Dont wanna exercise too much. so if he wants me, he can damn well come and get me.
4. i miss my buddies. Ozzies have no sense of humour and they have weird names for common things (ie handphones=mobile phone, dinner=tea). waaaa~ i want chinga, entities, ashie, the whole of p1 and my ridzuan hommies back!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Let It Be
i am sure most of you are familiar with the Beatles' Let It Be song. truth is, i wrote that song. only the version i wrote was waaaaay cooler. The Beatles, afraid that my version of the song is too cool for the world to handle, edited it. My (original) version of the song goes like this?
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Cannot gi
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom
Cannot gi
Cannot gi,cannot gi
Cannot gi, cannot gi
Whisper words of wisdom
Cannot gi
When all the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Cannot gi
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer
Cannot gi
Cannot gi, Cannot gi
Cannot gi, cannot gi
there will be an answer
cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
Whisper words of wisdom
cannot gi
Yeah, cannot gi, cannot gi
cannot gi,cannot gi
There will be an answer
cannot gi
Cannot gi, cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
There will be an answer
cannot gi
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
cannot gi
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
There will be no sorrow
cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
There will be no sorrow
cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
cannot gi, cannot gi
Whisper words of wisdom
cannot gi
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Fury
I AM AN ANGRY TEENAGER
My new fave word (Thanks Ching) is FUCKTARD! It's so versatile, so usual yet unique.
It's special.It's when retard is not enough
It's a fucking retard
It's how I feel about people!
YOU FUCKTARD! Get back to work!
My new fave word (Thanks Ching) is FUCKTARD! It's so versatile, so usual yet unique.
It's special.It's when retard is not enough
It's a fucking retard
It's how I feel about people!
YOU FUCKTARD! Get back to work!
Saturday, June 7, 2008
It's currently
5.07 AM
at Melbourne.
I havent been to bed.
WHY? I hear you ask?
I just watched the Swiss get their arse kicked by them Czechs in Euro.
Not that i'm a big football fan or anything. Maybe i do watch a lil bit of football, but nothing that concerns the Swiss and the Czech team.
But hye! Whatever reason to procrastinate, right?
Me: O i didnt study yesterday cos i watched Euro!! Euro is more important than stupid as exams!
Friend: Really? I didnt know you were a soccer fan!who scored?
Me: Ugh..cant pronounce his name
my exams on 10,11,12 people. Yes, in case you didnt go to kindergardent, that's NEXT WEEK! (well, less than a week really..more like 52 hours!)
DIE DIE DIE
5.07 AM
at Melbourne.
I havent been to bed.
WHY? I hear you ask?
I just watched the Swiss get their arse kicked by them Czechs in Euro.
Not that i'm a big football fan or anything. Maybe i do watch a lil bit of football, but nothing that concerns the Swiss and the Czech team.
But hye! Whatever reason to procrastinate, right?
Me: O i didnt study yesterday cos i watched Euro!! Euro is more important than stupid as exams!
Friend: Really? I didnt know you were a soccer fan!who scored?
Me: Ugh..cant pronounce his name
my exams on 10,11,12 people. Yes, in case you didnt go to kindergardent, that's NEXT WEEK! (well, less than a week really..more like 52 hours!)
DIE DIE DIE
Sunday, June 1, 2008
ol' times
i feel sick. Retard is sick, very sick. So sick he looks like ET. He is so helpless and sick. I just forced hin to take two paracetamol tablets. he hates ingesting drugs. just like me. we so same. but at least i dont look like ET when im sick. Retard is so sick i had to drag him and help him get into his jim jams and tuck him in bed. at 8pm. he is so sick it makes me wanna cry. dont think i have ever seen anyone with a fever look like that before. it's depressing. and that block headed retard refuses to go see the doctor. wanna tiru me la tu. my whole "i hate doctors" thing.
maybe because he is white.maybe that's why he looks so terrible.
T-T so sad to look at him.
damn im glad i didnt do med, or else sick people will be making me really depressed!
However, unethical practices on my part, despite refusal of engangement of the other party(Retard) has led to the probability of my coming down with a bad, bad fever all the more likely.
But it's my SWOT VAC! exams on 10,11,12 and 25th.
this is how i will look like for the coming few days. so dont miss me
maybe because he is white.maybe that's why he looks so terrible.
T-T so sad to look at him.
damn im glad i didnt do med, or else sick people will be making me really depressed!
However, unethical practices on my part, despite refusal of engangement of the other party(Retard) has led to the probability of my coming down with a bad, bad fever all the more likely.
But it's my SWOT VAC! exams on 10,11,12 and 25th.
this is how i will look like for the coming few days. so dont miss me
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