St Kilda Beach.

MART Scrambled Eggs! =)

The pier.

Cold beer on a sunny day. Zeming finished hers way faster than I did. Gippsland made her Alco.

I met someone new today.

But this time round, it's not my fault I cannot remember his full name.

It came.

zomg zomg zomg zomg MY PARCEL IS PWNAGE zomg zomg zomg zomg zomg

Jem and Zeming head off to the gym. I decided to stay back to settle some house keeping stuff (I always run out of clothes to wear).

So, I was out, picking the mail. Apprehensively peering into my snail infested mailbox (snails actually EAT paper, whether it's the A4 kind or the magazine kind.) to see if anything came. Of which, I saw only a credit card statement and a credit card both addressed to my homie, Soni. My housemate who I just found out recently lost his wallet. I was about to walk back in when I heard a familiar sound of an enging droning for a distance.

And there it was.

An orange bike. An orange blond-haired man. A big bright smile on my face as I saw him coming closer. I said my hi's and stuck around anticipating...

"Which number are you?" He asked.

"Eight." I gladly say.

"Oh, there's one. Here."

THEN HE HANDED ME THIS BIGGG WHITE CARDBOARD-ISH ENVELOPE POSTpak Tough Bag ADDRESSED TO MEEEEE?! TO ME?! OMG OMG OMG OMG.



*hyperventilates*

I forgot the last time I received any mail from anyone other than Commonwealth bank. I forgot what it felt like. Whaatt the hecckkk!! YAY! I eagerly went back in, snooped around for scissors (my room is now messier than usual lol), ripped it open. And tried it on!!

It felt great having the feeling of spandex enveloping my-[sanitized for YOUR own good]

And so, I will be wearing a big smile on my face the whole day =D

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Side note. The Birthday Boy is old and haggard. Happy 24th Jem :)

Orange.

The night sky is orange. :)

Latest in my collection. HEH.

When I kill you, your death shall be quick and painless.

Went to the Royal Melbourne Show for the second time today. Didn't milk a cow but I got myself a diabolical baby to hug at night. ;P

Hailstones.

Sunset after the rain

Yes. First time.
Running in a hail is difficult okay.
The little tiny droplets of ice hits your face and skin. Cold and Painful.

And then, 10 minutes later it's all bright and sunny.

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Ah wells.

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OD Hall-of-Fame.

OMG.

My first purchase online.

22 AUD for a new bikini top.

Bomb 1: I, who have been nagging, at Karina to minimize her purchases online for the sake of my sleep (package guy always buzz at 9 in the morn'), purchased something online. :o

Bomb 2: It's a Billabong bikini top.

Of which, I never expect myself to buy ever in a million years. But to think of it in another light, I shouldn't wait till I'm all soggy and saggy. Was talking to Sonia about it last night and this is it. It's on the way from the Gold-coast! woo. :)

lovely.

Now I am motivated to work out ;9

Flys out.

I'm really outgoing with the majority of people,
but once I meet certain people,
I just do a 180 and shut up and everyhting flys outta my head. X) - Soompi.

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I can walk around naked now that I have all the house to myself!!! Muahahahaha~

*watches Karina's killer glare from the plane shoot through the roof*

ok. boohoo. I'm alone. :(

Heheheh.

She should be on the plane now moping over the fact that she left her camera here.

Which i found out a couple of minutes ago from (zomg) twitter.
And you know what's even funnier.
The camera was actually on my bed beside my pillow. And I did not even know :|

Proof.

Eesh. Finding out things that happen in your own house through twitter.

Omg, the Second Media age is not a good sign. In this media Saturated society, is

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Nerding aside,

I shoo envy her right now. LOL. I totally totally want 10 bowls of Laksa right now. If there's one other thing i miss apart from family, it's the food. :9 I'll be on an eating rampage once I get home. YAY.

I don't expect Laksa but send postcards bitch. =9

HEe. ok la. 10 days only.

I shall seek my evil minions for company. ;)

YAY ZEM JEM. WHOO.

Died.

Ok, I died a little over 2 hours. Bad bad bad Sze.

All-nighters.

My eyes look exceptionally small today. This is because for the first time this semester I've spent the past 2 nights having an all-nighter. Thanks A for coffee. Without it, I wouldn't have made it this far. I am so proud of myself that I fought my tiredness and skulled that mug of coffee and survived through the night.

I do not know exactly where the will to stay up came from but the will to live through all this, it's all outta passion! >_< I feel SO SO SO SOO proud of myself. *sniffles* I cannot describe how liberated I feel right now.

I've completed the impossible.

Stoning at Tower Sushi once again armed with a laptop and two sushi rolls. I don't know if I can last until JRN. Let alone Second Media Age tute... Or Lecture for that matter of fact. But I'll try.

3pm is only 6 hours away. If i live through this 6 hours, I can live through anything.

9.00pm movie to celebrate yay. ;) [500 days of Summer]

With only 3-4 hours of sleep before lunch yesterday... I TRULY TRULY feel like shit right now.

So, be nice.

If you see me, plz tell me a bedtime story and cuddle me.

Should I get another cup of coffee? :/

True friends.

To people who wrote beautiful bittersweet chapters in the pages of my book. :)

So, my cousin asks...

sze kai says:
are u at class
how is your assignment?

Gnaww. How thoughtful. :)

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I hope he never finds out, the one who's been nagging at him to do his work and taught him spelling, the one's who's been reprimanding him for being a naughty brat when he whines about body pains/flu to skip school, skipped class to finish unfinished business and get marks deducted for submitting late.

Now, how do I respond?

This heels are not made for walking.

When I am famous, I want this picture to be on the cover of Time.

Alva, Me, Karina and Lex.

Alex, K Chai and me.

This bunch need no introduction :) Cheers to years of buddy-hood!

It's been 2 days and my feet still hurts from those 4 inch heels I slipped on just to board that ship/boat. It started out slow, but it got more and more enjoyable towards the end. :) The amount of phototaking is crazy. I held on so much hope for this, from hear-say and what not, only to be late, rushing for time and panicking haha. Lucky, the boat didn't leave on-the-dot.

If it did...

1. I would've jumped down from the pier.
2. I would jump down from the building.
3. Stand at the tram tracks to be knocked down.
4. Swim over.

Optimist much?

I liked the food, great company, great view from the top deck. Certainly not an easy task to organize.

Killer heels. Oww. Overall enjoyable. It was memorable. :)

And Sherlyn and Ronald negotiating for the people without tickets to come in, is epic. Years ago while we yaked on that old school bus, I never imagined you would be talking to a bouncer without a blink of an eye, Sherlyn. Or did I expect to meet you here! lol after so long. With all respect. :) *salutes* Those were some good times.

Now I gotta get back to work that I ditched. :/

Intuition.

They say a girl's weapon in life is her intuition. But apparently, from the years and years of unrequited love and emotional battering, this is clearly one quality that I lack.

Oh shit.

What if.

You weren't sure of your original essay plan. You Email your oh-so-dashing-and-hot-with-the-bod-of-a-FCUK-mannequin tutor last minute. It bounces. Doesn't get through. Then you painfully try and figure out how to write and submit. Then you get a reply saying your original plan sounds quite all right. And you realize.

The essay you've submitted is effing skewed from your original essay plan.

THE AWESOME-EST. :)

I was watching this, at this time, exactly 4 months ago in my room thinking to myself how funny saxaphone players look. But the track really blew me away.

It took a while for me to find it again. Lol. Japanese names are hard to remember. :/

Nah. I'm just not good with names in general. :)

Tv rots your brain.

Advertising TV by celebrating the awkward truth of TV? Clever.

Nandos.

SOMETHING needs to be done. If there's this one fast food chain that needs super-sizing it is definitely Nando's.

Don't we all adore their peri peri chips? :D

I speak the opinions of many other Nando fans out there. And you guys should super duper super duper duper duper listen to my complain. Your portions are too damn small. In this part of the world, when it's cold and people are feeling grouchy from a day's work or a pile of assignments or like a math teacher is being a bitch, its not easy to recover. People of all ages really step into the comforts of your restaurant to seek comfort, to not only their growling stomachs, random cravings but it is their very souls that eventually heal.

*Camera focuses on Sze with a mid-shot, light shines on Sze*

But youuu freakking advertise like there's so much on the menu, make me pay 24 dollars for the Two's-a-Party set and only have 2 thirds of the plate filled? WHAT IS THIS?!?!?!?! ARE YOU SURE IT'S ENOUGH FOR TWO?!

Ok. Maybe I ordered wrong. But even for your quarter chicken meal... it's really... measely. I can pay 10 dollars and get a 3-piece feed, and a drink and chips and mash freaking potato, why can't you guys provide me with something more to keep me satiated when i am freaking paying 2 bucks more?!

And BTW, pouring hot peri-peri sauce on top of a normal roast doesn't make it hot. Why would I come here, if I can roast chicken at home and pour my own peri sauce that I bought off the shelves over the freaking chicken? USE SOME FREAKING PERI MARINADE OK!

I HAVE BEEN DYING FOR NANDOS SINCE FOREVER AND TODAY I STEPPED IN WITH 3 OF MY FRIENDS ONLY TO BE HEARING NOTHING BUT COMPLAINTS T________T

ok. except for the fun part of mutual chip-stealing which probably annoyed ycy to no end. hehe.

And the Dumpling plus restaurant staff at Swanston should learn how to smile. Fargtards.

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OK. Next up. PROM IS ON FRIDAY YAY!!!!
Essay number 2, starting tmr! =9

Monash Day and Night.

It's weird to watch only a handful of students in Uni. But at the same time it is also daunting to see students who stay back at school until midnight and hang out at school at dawn.

And what am I doing?

Printing an assignment at 11pm. [Despite my unnerving desire to hand up, office close already]

In gippsland we can get 24-hour access into the main buildings but it just occured to me it doesn't happened here. So I decided to come back to school at 8.00am.

And so here I am now.

Sitting at tower sushi, typing this post.

Returned the library books and submitted my assignment (Omg. When there's no light in the Arts corridor it's scary). Hopefully I won't get my marks deducted. I BRAVED SO MUCH JUST TO SAVE 2.5 marks. T________T (which is alot from 45 marks worth that determines your pass and fail in the subject [not to mention very philosophical subject]) . And fact 1: Sze's brain is programmed to only function well at the last minute.

If one is not bad enough, we get like 3 essays due at around the same time/day/etc.

I am aware it's not good to cultivate the habit of handing up after the dateline because having marks deducted like that is, really, quite wasteful.

But for the nature of my subject, requires me to think. And to think doesn't only come right after I read my book. You need to feel a spark of inspiration to connect the dots. Without that spark, no matter how hard you try, the answer won't cum come.

Do you feel my pain?!

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On a happier note.

OMG ALEX AND KARINA ARE GOING TO SEE BEYONCE. BEYONCE IS SUCH A SAINT. *full on bimbotic mode* Did you see saintly thingg she did to Taylor. *halooo i see your halooo, halooo, haloo~* KANYE, GO DIE LA YOU!

In dire need of zzz.

Ok batts flashing. Over and out.

MSN ramblings.

Teehee :)

Bad habits are bad.

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain


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Hello everybody. The time is 12.15pm and I've just guzzled a mug of coffee. A 2000 word essay to submit on Monday and I've finally completed the painful reading I've been ranting about since last week (sry guys) a while ago. So this is a well deserved break. And also, something to prove what I am about to write, what you are to read. *anticipate now... ;)*

Recently two people who know me well made an very, very random observation about me. A fact that I totally forgot about myself until they pointed it out. Which was strange, especially when I've been apprehended by my mum and dad for this bad habit as a kid.

You will be amused.

I wasn't exactly the most hardworking kid through school. In primary school, my parents had to sit me down in their room, at the dressing table to keep an eye on me and make sure I finished my homework. But even so, midway I will end up staring blankly into my reflection into the mirror, picking up the comb to comb my hair, making funny faces to amuse myself (as a kid who annoyed her brother to no end, there were many times I had to entertain myself) and eventually piss my mother off. Keeping a watchful eye often quickens the process. Leaving me to do it alone would only have me in disciplinary suicide.

Which sparks annoyance and 'omfgimmakillthiskid'-esque feeling in my teachers

(Sorry, I love you guys. Cikgu Rohani, sorry for all the essays I owe you. You'll be surprised with the length of the essays I write now. And you know what's the best part? I submit them. XD

Mr. Chen, sorry for my sucky colouring. I know when you gave me a C for every artwork I submitted, I deserved less than that. But I'm actually enrolled in the Arts faculty now. So don't stress. I learn art in a different form now.

Cikgu Sanat, It's not true when I wrote math and science as one of my favourite subjects in those manila profile cards, I did all your homework out of fear.

Puan Yong, I always wrote above the word limit for part C because I just don't under stand why we are only allowed to write 50 words on 3 diagrams. That's not even enough for 3 sentences!

And many apologies to teachers in high school. I can't include it here because people will judge me for showing little change.)

Fastforward to 2 days ago, my pals ycy and nlc, fiddled with the laptop excitedly to show me a couple of X-factor and Jason Chen videos on youtube. "You have to watch this. He's damn good la." They're around 7-10 minutes in length.

It was painfully silent apart from the sounds coming out from the laptop speakers.

By minute 3.15, I'll say something like.

"Eh he's damn good/hot/cute/got-potential..."

Which they go "SHHHHHH LISTEN LA" In unison.

=___=

"Okay okay." I shrink abit. *chuckles at Simon's english accent*

*kena tembak*

"You must analyze it as a whole." Apparently I can't say it's good right after they finish the first chorus.

....

Are there laws that one must not speak while watching anything on Youtube?! *bitchspaz*

Sigh. I lack the detemination to make my judgement only at the end. I lack detemination to watch/do/commit to anything until the end.

So you see, it's not the talent I lack in colouring in primary school. It's not laziness that plagued me in secondary school. It's not my fault I'm a daydreamer in lecture. It's not my fault I zone out once in awhile when everyone's having lunch/dinner/blabla.

I just have an attention span of a goldfish. This hinders a lot of my work through school and especially Uni.

ABC SOUP IS SOO GOODDD

I need help! :O


And I've just come to realize, it's now 12.55pm. And while typing this I went to the toilet once, tried to go n fb once. and stalked twitter.

I should totally get back to work.

WTFSTD?!

Karina's curse is coming true. Bitchyna lol.

It's happening.

Mindless Humour 2

Russell wants a cuppa!

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Up is so so so so so good. Pixars never disappoints me.

I don't know what to feel.

I can be so unlucky.

This foreign land can be cruel at times.

I convince myself things would've been much worse. Yep.

At least now I know what I'm in for.

On a lighter note,

http://www.myspace.com/thegreatspyexperiment

Flower show riots, Class A Love Affair. ;)

Mindless Humour.

Life is like,,,,

A roller coaster.
A bigggg bed of roses (with lotsa thorns)
A fake LV bag.
A plate of scrambled eggs and Kimchi.
A million dollars.

I didn't get to watch Up. :( Never mind. I'll cushion myself. (rests head on a big pile of pillows)

Indian food 2nd time this week. ZOmg. Gotta get fat if only the fat goes to my boob area not my tummy i will be happy The guys ordered Fish head curry. Damn big portion sial! *drools* HAHAHA.

Yum none the less. I don't think I can ever get tired of it. :)

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I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.

Pirate Fb.

have a look.

I'm keeping this.

Pixar me.

"It's such a hard life and most of the time
I'm just surviving" - DH.

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Surfing the assignment wave. I will pick up my reader. And read it. And not toss it aside. And not draw squiggles at the corners of the page. And not fall a sleep after completing 2 pages. I will finish at least one reading today.

With sheer determination and will, I WILL.

*motivates self*

If I succeed, I will be treat myself to something good :)

Work aside, I'm watching 'Up' tonight! Oooh I can't wait. :D Been waiting for tonight since eternity. =D



Excited. Excited. Excited.

Trailer damn farnie : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=USpI6Jzl3No&feature=related

SALVADOR DALI.

My favourite part of the Dali's exhibition.

Destino - Disney/Salvador Dalì en Yahoo! Video

Cleverly twined with his art, Dali works with Walt Disney to come up with this short that is a series of the artworks he produced. Fusing Freud's psychoanalysis with other philosophies of sciences, the drawings (plus photos and gems) he produces are really really one of the kind.

I'm not an art critic. But as you walk through the Melbourne Gallery seeing paintings arranged from 1920's to the 1950's. It gets better and better.

:)

I feel oddly inspired these few days.

Things are clearer to me now than ever before.

I finally know how it's like to let go of things that are beyond my control. Simply because, it's not the worst thing that can ever happen to me. At the end of the day, I'm not all alone after all.

Like the exhibition, it's just the things I choose to see.

The moment I wish the ground will just swallow me.

If only I can have half their eloquence, just half.