I say brrrr, it's cold in here!

My nose feels like it's gonna fall off. It's numb from the cold. I thought I had enough winter clothing but I think I am mistaken. OR maybe I am looking for an excuse to buy new things. Yes, maybe. But it is cold. And I am freezing. Besides, with all the spring cleaning I am doing, I've got plenty of closet space! I have my eyes on a leather jacket. Leather jackets are all the rage at the moment. Unfortunately, they cost enough to outrage Daddy. Hee. Oopppss. Since I want to stay alive, I have yet to purchase one but I really really want one! I already have fingerless leather gloves. I need to complete my biker chick look. Hee. Maybe I should just get it and pray I live long enough to wear it.

Bored

I've been studying since 10 am. It's 6.38 pm now. I am bored. I am at lecture 20 of 29..so I have 9 to go. That's still a bit. Boo. The headache isn't helping. I actually have to try twice as hard to focus on learning the various types of pumps. Hmm. Come to think of it, I think I've forgotten half of them. Nuts. Let's see, dynamic centrifugals with axial flow and turbines....then we have reciprocating ones which are erm, piston, plunger and diaphragm and rotary ones which are gear, screw and erm, hmm, i want to say mono pumps. Yes, am fairly sure I am right. See how fun engineering is?

Sickety sick sick

Exams start in 2 days.

So, of course, I am sick.

Gah. I'm so annoyed.

I blame the weather! It made me sleepy and lazy....and now it's making me sick! I am contemplating on applying for special consideration and under reasons I shall write " am emotionally unstable. has serious issues with the weather". Pffttt.

End

I hate that I am starting to think this isn't a life worth living.

Society defines you by your failure and as much as I want to rebel, there's too many of them and only one of me. I put so much effort in everything that I think matter, but one stupid mistake erases all of that. Now all everyone can see is that I make that one mistake.

Mistakes. I make a lot of those.

Save me

Hello all.

It's been awhile. Yes he is still an idiot. Actually I have started calling him dumbass now. Suits him more.

Crazy week ahead. Report due today. One more Thursday. Another assignment also due Thursday. The report due Thursday has something along the lines of 20 pages of calculations. I've done about 4. Oooppsss. I would tell you about the other assignment but I have yet to even print the questions. One nasty headache at a time.

That is all. I am one week sober. 3 glasses of wine in a week do not count.

Miss you all.

Anger Management 101

Ika needs to go for anger management classes. She has this uncontrollable need to pull someone's hair. No, I think she wants to shave it off more like it. Or maybe if he stops being an idiot things will be better. But who are we kidding? Once an idiot, always an idiot! If Ika says do not say things like that cos it will upset her...u do not say things like that cos it WILL upset her. And she has repeatedly told him so. He has yet to get it in his brain to stop saying them. All that hair makes him an idiot, she believes. She thinks once the hair is gone, the idiot in him will be gone too.

Silly Billy

I am amused. It took me quite a long time to figure out how to edit posts. Hmmm.

See, I made a grammar boo boo in my last post and it bothered the hell out of me. So I was actually clicking around for awhile there to see if I can somehow edit an already published post. Clearly this research thingy is killing my brain cells. All I can think about is carbon dioxide emissions. Hmm.

For the benefit of the ones I miss

For the cousin who is my world,
For the bestie I wished was here with me,
For the bitch whose calls I look forward to,

I am home on a Friday night! Gasp! Hahahahaha. Well, I decided after receiving shocking news that my research project report is due a week earlier than it's supposed to, I needed time to chill.

Well not like I did work today. For some reason I woke up feeling incredibly tired. So I took the day off. I had Rae, Nissa, Beds, Dee and Jill over for dinner. I made some creamy chicken penne thingy. I panicked for a while cos I mixed up the ingredients. Don't ask me how I got sour cream mixed with cream cheese but I did. Thankfully I made it work somehow...and I don't think they were being polite neither because they made me cook a whole new batch of sauce as everyone wanted second helping.

Yesterday I went for salsa classes with the boy! He is REALLY good. Who knew? Hahahaha. He was annoyed with me cos I wouldn't let him lead. I kept going, why aren't u spinning me? Shouldn't u be turning me this way? He's like omg, be patient!! Ooopppsss. Hahahaha. It was fun.

And so the sun goes....

Oh how bleak the weather is today....

Makes me feel blue too. Or maybe it's the fact that I am drowning in work. Whatever the reason is, I feel an overwhelming sense of iffi-ness. I'm sick of it all; the endless partying, the boys, the out-of-control shopping habits.......

I want more time. That's what I need. I always feel like I'm chasing it. Maybe because I want to do it all.... I want to be able to not miss class, not miss deadlines... but I also want to be there for every party, every sale, every date.... And now I've had enough. I can't control the workload from uni so I have to compensate with the other things. I think I'll start with the boys.

don't rain on my parade

Another year older...another year none the wiser.....

Weather forecast says it might rain. Boohoo. I don't like rain. It makes everything seem so gloomy. Boohoo. It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to. Boohoo.

I'm spending the first few moments of turning 23 deciding on end caps for the pressure vessel I am designing. No, I'm not speaking in German although I might as well be because I know a bunch of you just went wutttttttt????????? Except for the bitch who has successfully completed his engineering degree. Please don't rub it in that you're done with PED.

Boohoo.

Oh how the sun burns my skin!

Seriously.....

It's AUTUMN!! Why is it so hot? And why is the air-conditioning in all the lecture theaters switched off?!! It's like sitting in an oven. I cannot concentrate. No it's not because the boy is next to me. I blame the heat...from the sun, not from boy. Boy is, as always, just sitting there...doing nothing. Happy with the way things are. Afraid some change in his life would bring, god forbid, some excitement. I hate that I like him so much that I am willing to wait...wait for him to strap on a pair and do something! Why can't I do anything? Well, let's see. I think we've gone out 3 times and all 3 times were my idea. So I think it's his turn now.

Does anyone know how to make the blog only visible to some people? I don't actually like the idea of people I don't know reading this although I'm quite sure it's just yan, yik koon, rae, aby, laureen and fafa. Right?

Someone please slap him with cheese!

So

I have no idea why he hasn't asked me out. He's going to a concert with me even though he doesn't know the band. He offers to pick me up at 2 am when I couldn't find a ride home. I doubt he's THAT nice a guy to be doing all of this just because. So he's either very shy or.....he really is that nice. Either way I'm annoyed. Do something!!!

Smitten Kitten

Even the most bitter of us get smitten...we just have a harder time admitting it. But I will cos it is becoming very obvious. I'm grinning from ear to ear, much to the annoyance of others. I don't really care. I'm just happy to be smitten. I'm listening to Damien Rice and swaying from side to side. That's how happy I am!

E.T. go home

That's right. I'm back in Melbourne. Life makes sense again. Well it makes some sense. More sense than it did in Malaysia.

Anyway.....

It wasn't making sense last night. God only knows why I need to down so many drinks in such a short amount of time. Now, I am paying for it. Oh the headache! And I know I said many inappropriate things to a few people. I don't remember what I said exactly, but I do remember thinking shut up woman! Hmm. Oh well. All is forgiven when you're in that state. I hope.

Me and my bumpy skin

I would like to ask God one question today, if he doesn't mind. Why did God plague some of us, his humble servants, with unsightly pimples? I do not see a reason to be thankful for them. They make me cringe when I look in the mirror. I hope that they do not have the same effect on people who look at me. Nasty little things, they are.

Precious water

I wonder what special water they use that they think it's reasonable to charge rm9 for a cup of tea. I'm pretty sure they use regular tea leaves which cost maybe rm 5 a tin and they can make up to maybe 50 cups with that one tin. Then there's electricity to boil the water which maybe like 2 cents a cup or even less. So it must be the water that's expensive. Oh, wait, I forgot bout the cup itself. Ok maybe one cup might cost rm10 but if u buy in bulk, u'll get at least 20% off. Then of course u reuse the cup so the actual cost of the cup is only rm1 if it's used 10 times. I'm sure they reuse the cup far more often so it's less than rm1. So u see, it must be the water then. Maybe they sprinkled tiny gold dust in it. If they did, it didn't make a difference to the taste. Still tastes like regular tea to me!

Why is my hair curly?

I have curly hair. It's rare for an Asian girl to have such curly hair. Of course being different invites attention; more often than most unwanted attention. People are not kind to those who are different. I'm often made fun of. Some people love the Afro joke although my hair is nothing close to an Afro. But it's ok. They can make fun all they want but I know it's just a way of making themselves feel better. They wanna feel better cos they never had the guts to be different. It's easier to be like everybody else. It's ok. I don't judge them. I just wish they would leave me alone. But that's never gonna happen is it? That's how the world works. I could change my hair. I could be like everybody else. But I won't simply because. So I will take their jokes and laugh with them and secretly wish they choke on their drinks if that's what it takes to stay true to my roots.

bitches' day out

the trio were reunited. pavilion was the playground of choice. we terrorized beauty counters, armed with million and one questions as well as endless requests for samples. some entertained us with enthusiasm, some we knew wished they could poke our eyes with eyeliners. nevertheless, we did not torture them without reason. we each walked out with shopping bags after we tormented the cashier with the issue of gift vouchers before paying.

we ended the day by gulping down a delicious chocolate something. i took one bite of it and did not care to ask if it was meant to be a cake or a tart or even a souffle. all i knew was it was pretty damn good. it was the perfect way to end what i think was the best day i had in months.

BLuek

Bluek.

That's how I feel.

I used to get excited waiting for his email or waiting for him to come online. Now that it has stopped, I have nothing to look forward to anymore. I'm not actually sad. I knew nothing good would come out of it given the circumstances. Perhaps just disappointed at the fact that I was right all along but kept hoping maybe I was wrong. Oh well. It's nothing new.

It's a sad,sad world

I haven't heard from him for over 2 weeks now. We all know what that means. I'm quite sad actually. I thought things were going pretty well. I don't blame him. The distance makes it a lot easier to forget.