Monday, August 31, 2009


The next big thing after Taeyang's.


Happy Birthday, Malaysia.
Ears throbbing.
Dancefloor mobbing.
Everyone guzzling.
DJs jamming.
Kenny Sia falling. (tsk tsk alexyeo)
Kim Ong's Cheongsam rocking
Sze Jia tripping.
Nobody catching.

August is ending. Sniff.

Alcohol induces REALLY weird lol-and-meh-worthy dreams.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Tonight's gonna be a good night.

It's the 30th. There's a Merdeka party at CQ tonight. And I really worked very hard to earn this. So I'm really hoping it will be good.

I saw Kennysia and Kim Ong walk down swanston and I did the fangirliest thing imaginable. SIGH.

I did what I need to but there's still some housekeeping stuff left to do. It's not always easy to be the minority in class. HEH HEH. :/ PSHT. Leave it to monday :X

Excited to wear my new skirt YAY.


Jack Shrek Russell! Courtesy of Alva.

Approval is a funny thing.

Friday, August 28, 2009


I'm studying. Rawr.

It's 2.00pm. I'm ditched by Sleepyheads. Haha.

Roast chicken in the oven. ;) Hopefully that wakes them up. *bites bottom lip*

WOOOO 795 words babeh!!!! All there's left is to nicely word them.

Next up, Presentation number two of a television series I know nothing about. :/

Thursday, August 27, 2009

My favourite work of art.

In a lazy slumber.

Your looks so laughable
Yet you're my favourite work of art :) - Sinatra

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Perhaps they're right.

There are many phases in life to overcome. This particular one happened to be the hardest. I always thought I was self sufficient and that if anything like this had taken place in where I came from, I could have handled it better. I wouldn't have to mess up my life (or other people's) because everything back home was just so easy.

So happen, the great-eternal force decides to throw it at me here when I am miles away from home, with new surroundings, not many friends which forces me to make it work all over again.

I understand myself better than before. And I'm working very hard to be my own pillar.

Pink Skinny Jeans.



Guess what. Russell roars.

Monday, August 24, 2009


I do not want to be a corporate slave. PERIOD.

It was the main reason why I didn't take up Accounting (even I got the best score out of all the other subjects I took in MUFY) after college. Mind you, I was once, damn good with Microsoft Excel.

But watching my mother slog with her digits and datelines and dad working late, with that same amount of effort put together (IF I EVER), I thought I could channel this into something greater while I make a name for myself in, naive as I am, the 'literary' world. I imagined myself living by my pen.



I was once driven, naive to believe I could do this all my life just to get a comment from my readers, which really at that time meant alot alot to me while I had my brains filled with teenage angst and the rules of the adult world that confused me. The satisfaction, acknowledgement, gaining acceptance and recognition from people I didn't know is indescribable.

No matter how stupid it might sound, I LOVED IT. It was something I craved for.

I enjoyed my course. Regardless of how abstract their theories might sound, or how long the word count can be, and how negative it is towards society at large, I enjoyed doing Communications.

If you push questions about money aside, and assume that the job market for us Comn students were widely available, I don't see myself doing any other course.


That nagging feeling doesn't want to go away. :(

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Hi all.

I want to work for the museum =D HAHAHAHA.

Friday, August 21, 2009




Especially when everyone exceeds the word limit by like a gazillion percent.


Going to the zoo. Yay.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Lynette will be here in...

Six Hours Time.


Gah. Miss my old hair. :/

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Peak Experiences.

Epiphany and whatnot. Love happens to be one of em.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

You could be happy.

Every week with time.

Been bowling every week.
Been getting suckier.

Been slacking every week.
Been growing my pile of procrestinated work.

Been losing touch with time.
Only to feel my days here will last longer.

Sleeping it off.

Half the things I need to worry about, I don't. Those that I worry about, often don't really matter. It's August people. I'm done with 1/3 of my semester. It's funny how quick time is ticking and I still don't see any light at the end of this particular tunnel.

It's like. I am standing on a train tracks. And the only light I will see is the headlights of a Connex train that will eventually smack me dead if I don't figure out what to do in time.

We toyed with the idea of opening a bakery, tutoring, bridal shop, kodak shop optus sales person (lol) and other weird ideas which we eventually settled for none of the above.

Do I just jump into my PJ's and sleep it off? NO. This haunts me.

The future is suddenly so uncertain. I find it hard not to worry.

Sunday, August 09, 2009


Carol, moi, Alva, Curry and Birthday girl Deanne! :)

Jeremy, Alva, Alex, Karina, Moi and Mizan. Us + Jammawockeez. (did i get that right)


Got a dress in a nick of time. PHEW.

Friday, August 07, 2009


Still no dress.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

I have an aching need

To buy a new dress. Deanne's birthday party this Friday. Theme - Masquerade.

No mask.

No dress.

Everyone is hyped.

Theme parties make me feel very broke.

I should quit bowling. :/


Alex finally got a haircut.


Other random pictures.

Sushi!! - Behind the scenes.

Tempura boy.

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Change is good.

I don't recall having so much fun at VII before! It was a bomb too many. Gonna nick pictures from Karina later when she's back. ;)

It was their 2nd Anniversary yesterday and they were all planning to stay till five. But half way through, a couple went off to have their own little after-party. Haha. We stayed back to listen to them play Riverside/Boom Boom Pow/I got a feeling for the nth time. LOL. It was as if they were looping these 3 songs. They didn't play the new David Guetta song though.

After getting home, I completely couldn't sleep. I blame the Red bull. I KO-ed an hour after supper.

It was still fun nonetheless.

Good music, good company, not sure if there was many 'tall-dark-and-handsome's
[the room damn dark, I couldn't verify], in anycase.

WEILIANG is in Australia!!!

He was welcomed with more than the usual amount of liqour one can consume, he was obviously sprawling all over the place. Hahahaha.

Photos, will be nicked. ;)

Happy birthday, Seven.

Side note.

In need of wan tan mee. :( [Or any kind of food that will fill my stomach for that matter]