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.

Heartbreaker.

The next big thing after Taeyang's.

CQ.

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.

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.

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Jack Shrek Russell! Courtesy of Alva.

Approval is a funny thing.

Ditched

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. :/

My favourite work of art.

In a lazy slumber.

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

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.

OOOGLAY. :/

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Guess what. Russell roars.