For the first time, the bus left me. I think it's cause I didnt flag for it to stop. Well, that was silly. I hate my sense of timing, really. :/
Finally I got my share of papparich. It has been open for about two months now and it was finally my turn to have a taste of malaysianess again. Have been begging my sister to bring me there even before it opened. The first time I went, they had a renovation going on and I couldnt get a meal there. :(
As you can see, I live considerably far from the city. Travelling there just for a single meal seems a tad bit absurd if you ask me. But that was exactly what I did yesterday. Hahahahaha! There seemed to be no fate for me to have a bite at papparich ever since it opened. All the agonising disappointments I get every single time I want to have a taste there, finally paid off. Like finally.
Was so excited about getting there for a proper malaysian meal after so long. The moment I saw the menu, I elapsed into a mild spasm. My friend described me as 'a child at the state who had been lost and has finally found my way home'. Truthfully, I did feel like what she described me to be. The menu here had much more variety than the last time I saw it (which was just about two weeks before arriving in melb). Was so tempted to order almost everything, just to have a taste of it. Then I thought about how much I could actually eat, I toned it down a little. Settled with a plate of nasi lemak with chicken rending and sambal prawns. Also ordered a single slice of steamed bread, with kaya but not the butter (I hate butter.). Though honestly the kaya was a little bit disappointing, but its the closest to kaya that I have tasted for such a long time. The nasi lemak was fabulous!! :D Though I am not too sure what was with the cucumber. Hrmmm. Milk tea as my drink of the day! Awesome stuff!! I couldnt get myself to get that perfect concoction of milk tea. Oh the satisfaction!!! <3
If you do know me personally, I get ridiculously happy when I get my share of superbly good food. It literally writes 'insanity' all over my face. :O It's just that moment where I was trully happy that it shows so obviously that it would end up ridiculous to whoever who is there to witness it. Probably would make people go, 'the hell is wrong with this girl? -.-'. Yes, the -.- emoticon was necessary, most of the time. But I really can't help it, I was trully happy then. What more do you want me to do? Pretend I am not happy? HAHAHAHAH. No. I can never do that. I like the way I am, this way. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! :D
I wonder why am I saying that, but it makes me happy to talk about happy moments whenever I can. It feels like I am enjoying my life to the fullest, just as how I am actually feeling deep inside. Besides, looking at people who are glowing with 'happiness' makes me happy too. :)
Here's something I have not mentioned ever. Was some sort of experiment for me, actually. Never really thought it would actually work out as well as I initially thought;
It was just a random shopping day with my sister, and she told me, "list down three things that makes you happy for that day, just before you sleep. Seemingly, it helps you feel happier." That, is what she told me. It sounded interesting, that 'concept'. It was simple, it sounded like it was plausible, but I understood it in a different perpective: by writing down what makes you happy for that day, it will make you look ridiculous for listing what silly things that could actually make you happy, cause the littlest things could really make me smile like a child... literally. LOL. I am not done with my sentence. It was a way where you actually have realisation on what life was really worth. The list actually makes your life more worthwhile.
I really thought it was crap, ridiculous, unnecessary. But I was depressed then. HAH! And so, I tried. BUT I WAS STUBBORN AS HELL, I WENT UP ALL THE WAY TO 10 PER DAY.
That's alot to keep up with, honestly. But I did, anyhow. It's been a month since I started. For the first week that I was doing it, it got the attention of a handful of my twitter followers, influenced one of them to follow too. I never thought my happy things would actually give that 'happy aura' to others, never. HONESTLY SAYING, I thought I was only being delusional by myself, being happy on my own on twitter. But hey, it's been about a month now! Every night without fail, I will post up ten things that made me happy for that day. I would normally end up sleeping with a smile on my face. Though I have skipped about a day or two where I have been really down. My friends who followed my tweets, would ask where was my daily list of 10 if I had not posted them for the day. Have got other friends who were influenced to start with list of daily happy things too.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH! :)
Happiness can be viral too! Awwwwh. I never really gave that much thought until today, but I guess the self-tested experiment seemed to prove that it has brought positivity in not only my life, but others around me too.
WHEEEEEEEE~~~~ :D
Why not start your list of happy things too? You can start of with the minimal of 3. Simple rules: they have got to be different every single day. Also, you can't think too much about what made you happy : you bought an awesome outfit today, don't think about how expensive it was or how you might not be able to wear it often, SIMPLY SAID: fact that you bought that outfit, makes you happy, then that is YOUR HAPPY MOMENT. ;)
Happy days! <3
Monday, April 30, 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
5.14am. Listening to the newly released single, Twinkle by SNSD's TaeTiSeo. It's about 9 degrees celcius at this very moment. It is cold to the bones, where I should be nicely tucked under my comforter, sleeping, probably dreaming about something nice. But I am here, blogging.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Insanity. I was doing my biology essay which is due on Monday midnight. Why am I doing this at this hour of the day? I guess you can say that I am doing my work at the eleventh hour and making unnecessary sacrifices by staying up late and jeopardizing my health. It's been the second night that I am doing this. Haven't done this, staying-up-extremely-late thingy for quite some time now. Not too sure why I am doing this, when I actually do have time to do this during the day. Maybe I just wanted to get this over and done with as soon as I could? I really have no clue why am I doing this. :/
Besides, as I was typing this, my darling laptop crashed on me. Poor thing, my laptop. It had been on for like ever since I first decided to start with this assignment of mine. I didn't want to risk loosing all those journals I found and thus, I left my laptop to hibernate. Though really, I think it deserves to shut down completely sometimes. However today, it probably did overrun a little too much. Had some problems with the flash player not too long ago, and now I have Google Chrome.
Some boring post this is, just me writing some random stuff to fill that temptation to blog something. Does feel like my blog is some kind of drug to my mind now. :O
Anyhow, have this thought of blogging about the bersih rally that took place Saturday afternoon. Something worthy for me to write some stuff about. heheheh.
I, just need to find time for that.
Thinking and writing can be difficult sometimes...
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Insanity. I was doing my biology essay which is due on Monday midnight. Why am I doing this at this hour of the day? I guess you can say that I am doing my work at the eleventh hour and making unnecessary sacrifices by staying up late and jeopardizing my health. It's been the second night that I am doing this. Haven't done this, staying-up-extremely-late thingy for quite some time now. Not too sure why I am doing this, when I actually do have time to do this during the day. Maybe I just wanted to get this over and done with as soon as I could? I really have no clue why am I doing this. :/
Besides, as I was typing this, my darling laptop crashed on me. Poor thing, my laptop. It had been on for like ever since I first decided to start with this assignment of mine. I didn't want to risk loosing all those journals I found and thus, I left my laptop to hibernate. Though really, I think it deserves to shut down completely sometimes. However today, it probably did overrun a little too much. Had some problems with the flash player not too long ago, and now I have Google Chrome.
Some boring post this is, just me writing some random stuff to fill that temptation to blog something. Does feel like my blog is some kind of drug to my mind now. :O
Anyhow, have this thought of blogging about the bersih rally that took place Saturday afternoon. Something worthy for me to write some stuff about. heheheh.
I, just need to find time for that.
Thinking and writing can be difficult sometimes...
Friday, April 27, 2012
There is something about musicals that entices me. Not too sure what it is, but if it is produced lavishly, and with it having a good story line within it, it would be exceptional. Once watched, it would eventually stay in my mind forever. Maybe it's the music that I was interested in, maybe it's the whole package. Not too sure which, but I am very certain I have this special interests in musicals/broadways.
Not an expert to tell the difference between musicals and broadways. But I know I can't watch Operas. Operas are just not my thing. I can never understand what they are trying to tell. At least with musicals, we have a story line, with addition of music and probably good choreos along with it.
What really captures my interest would be the genre whereby the girls wear skimpy outfits yet have powerful vocals in their performances. For one, would be Moulin Rouge. I honestly CANNOT remember what the story line was, but whatever music that was in it, I could remember, maybe with muffled lyrics, cause I was really young then, but I remember that movie was the one that I rememebered most. And this was back in... 2001. It was probably deemed as inappropriate for me to watch then, with all those girls in skimpy revealing outfits prancing around into guys or somesort. REALLY, I cannot remember what the movie was, all I remember was the whole movie was dark, and it was in some place, and the main actor was a writer and the main actress was a part of the skimpy dressed performers who dies in the end. I really need to rewatch this movie someday. HAHAHA
I AM VERY SURE that my interest in musical sparked from there. From then on, I would be extremely excited whenever a musical-like-film hits the cinemas. Would try my best to get to those movies, but I am very sure I have missed a whole chunk of it, and it probably wasn't as good. HAHA Some movies were too focused on the emotions while others were too focused on the music, thus there never really was a spectacular one... yet? Dreamgirls was a big hit though! So was Burlesque, but somehow, it didn't give that same impression as I did with Moulin Rouge. :O Though honestly, I have no memory of the story line, all I remember is the music from that movie. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
It was just this year that I spent quite a sum of money, to watch a Broadway show, 'Wicked'. It was one of the famous broadway shows in the States and they were there in Singapore when me and my friend were there. Seemingly it was a one-shot thing, I figured that it would be worth it to spend about 200 Singapore dollars on the show. It is alot, I am aware. But we went ahead with it. It was somesort of a dream come true when I was there watching it. IT WAS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST EXPERIENCE EVER! The story line was perfectly pieced with the music and choroes. SUPER LOVE!!!! :D
...
heh. I just felt like talking about it. :P
It's Friday today! Have got two essys due next week and I am having troubles with them. Am not the kind of person who does academic writing properly. Probably because I have been to used to writing informally and casually, ACADEMIC writing doesn't work for me. I know I should be working on improving it, but I also know that it could actually change my writing habits altogether. This actually happened last year. Which is scaring the crap out of me, just in case I would actually elapse back into that phase again. WHICH CAN BE SCARY. I scared myself with my own writing. HAHAHAHAHHA :P
There's nothing going on about these days. More on the studying side and relaxing a little more. Had been sick for the past whole week. Oh, the joy.
Ah yes! I can tell you about the magical wonders of the heater! HAHAHHAHAHA!
As you may or may not know, it is closing to winter here. Just as my brother left back for Malaysia, it started getting extremely colder, with the addition of rain, it wasn't a pleasant feeling at all. Almost felt like the Sun and Heat had followed my brother back to Malaysia, everybody back there seem to be complaining about how hot it is in Malaysia now. D:
After spending the day out in the chilly cold weather, with the rain spilling on our heads for the whole day, returning home to the nicely heated home, it felt kinda nice. Though my head seemed to be disagreeing with me as much as it could. It seems like the sudden change of temperature from extremely cold to HOT was a little too much for my head to handle for now. Not sure how am I going to survive WINTER here, really. Fingers crossed everything will be alright. :)
AM SO EXCITED THAT I WILL BE HOME IN ANOTHER TWO MONTHS TIME!!! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
anyone coming to pick me up? :O
Creole Lady Marmalade~
Not an expert to tell the difference between musicals and broadways. But I know I can't watch Operas. Operas are just not my thing. I can never understand what they are trying to tell. At least with musicals, we have a story line, with addition of music and probably good choreos along with it.
What really captures my interest would be the genre whereby the girls wear skimpy outfits yet have powerful vocals in their performances. For one, would be Moulin Rouge. I honestly CANNOT remember what the story line was, but whatever music that was in it, I could remember, maybe with muffled lyrics, cause I was really young then, but I remember that movie was the one that I rememebered most. And this was back in... 2001. It was probably deemed as inappropriate for me to watch then, with all those girls in skimpy revealing outfits prancing around into guys or somesort. REALLY, I cannot remember what the movie was, all I remember was the whole movie was dark, and it was in some place, and the main actor was a writer and the main actress was a part of the skimpy dressed performers who dies in the end. I really need to rewatch this movie someday. HAHAHA
I AM VERY SURE that my interest in musical sparked from there. From then on, I would be extremely excited whenever a musical-like-film hits the cinemas. Would try my best to get to those movies, but I am very sure I have missed a whole chunk of it, and it probably wasn't as good. HAHA Some movies were too focused on the emotions while others were too focused on the music, thus there never really was a spectacular one... yet? Dreamgirls was a big hit though! So was Burlesque, but somehow, it didn't give that same impression as I did with Moulin Rouge. :O Though honestly, I have no memory of the story line, all I remember is the music from that movie. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
It was just this year that I spent quite a sum of money, to watch a Broadway show, 'Wicked'. It was one of the famous broadway shows in the States and they were there in Singapore when me and my friend were there. Seemingly it was a one-shot thing, I figured that it would be worth it to spend about 200 Singapore dollars on the show. It is alot, I am aware. But we went ahead with it. It was somesort of a dream come true when I was there watching it. IT WAS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST EXPERIENCE EVER! The story line was perfectly pieced with the music and choroes. SUPER LOVE!!!! :D
...
heh. I just felt like talking about it. :P
It's Friday today! Have got two essys due next week and I am having troubles with them. Am not the kind of person who does academic writing properly. Probably because I have been to used to writing informally and casually, ACADEMIC writing doesn't work for me. I know I should be working on improving it, but I also know that it could actually change my writing habits altogether. This actually happened last year. Which is scaring the crap out of me, just in case I would actually elapse back into that phase again. WHICH CAN BE SCARY. I scared myself with my own writing. HAHAHAHAHHA :P
There's nothing going on about these days. More on the studying side and relaxing a little more. Had been sick for the past whole week. Oh, the joy.
Ah yes! I can tell you about the magical wonders of the heater! HAHAHHAHAHA!
As you may or may not know, it is closing to winter here. Just as my brother left back for Malaysia, it started getting extremely colder, with the addition of rain, it wasn't a pleasant feeling at all. Almost felt like the Sun and Heat had followed my brother back to Malaysia, everybody back there seem to be complaining about how hot it is in Malaysia now. D:
After spending the day out in the chilly cold weather, with the rain spilling on our heads for the whole day, returning home to the nicely heated home, it felt kinda nice. Though my head seemed to be disagreeing with me as much as it could. It seems like the sudden change of temperature from extremely cold to HOT was a little too much for my head to handle for now. Not sure how am I going to survive WINTER here, really. Fingers crossed everything will be alright. :)
AM SO EXCITED THAT I WILL BE HOME IN ANOTHER TWO MONTHS TIME!!! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
anyone coming to pick me up? :O
Creole Lady Marmalade~
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
I discovered that I like baking. Being ambitious, I am tempted to try to bake cinnamonrolls someday this year. Though I still need to get my hands on a rolling pin and probably a electronic mixer. hrmm. That shall wait. But as for today, it shall be me baking, and how my journey with baking is like.
When baking...
HER: Oh! What are you baking?
me: Banana muffins! Would you like some?
HER: Yummm! Sure!
After baking...
HER: Ah! They smell so good!
me: I KNOW RIGHT?! AND THEY LOOK SO ADORABLE TOO!!! WOULD YOU LIKE SOMEE?! :D
HER: nahh, I just had my lunch.
Honestly. This is my third time baking. And each and every single time I bake, I offer, and I get turned down. SO SAD!
Here was the convo we had on my first batch of muffins;
HER: ahhh! They smell so good!
me: YEAP! Pretty sure they taste good too! CHOCOLATEEE!! :DD If you guys want some, go ahead and have some! :)
HER: nahh, we had too much chocolate.
First batch was done during Easter break. They had chocolate overdose the night before, I would understand.
Nope. Am pretty sure she is doing it on purpose to break my heart. :(
I don't get it. If I don't offer, I will seem like some bitch. But if I offer, and get turned down like that, I get heartbroken. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
-.-
It is not like I am offering them burnt food or anything.
OH GOD WHYYYY?! :((((((((
When baking...
HER: Oh! What are you baking?
me: Banana muffins! Would you like some?
HER: Yummm! Sure!
After baking...
HER: Ah! They smell so good!
me: I KNOW RIGHT?! AND THEY LOOK SO ADORABLE TOO!!! WOULD YOU LIKE SOMEE?! :D
HER: nahh, I just had my lunch.
Honestly. This is my third time baking. And each and every single time I bake, I offer, and I get turned down. SO SAD!
Here was the convo we had on my first batch of muffins;
HER: ahhh! They smell so good!
me: YEAP! Pretty sure they taste good too! CHOCOLATEEE!! :DD If you guys want some, go ahead and have some! :)
HER: nahh, we had too much chocolate.
First batch was done during Easter break. They had chocolate overdose the night before, I would understand.
Nope. Am pretty sure she is doing it on purpose to break my heart. :(
I don't get it. If I don't offer, I will seem like some bitch. But if I offer, and get turned down like that, I get heartbroken. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
-.-
It is not like I am offering them burnt food or anything.
OH GOD WHYYYY?! :((((((((
See that 'P' symbol there on the left side of this page? The one right below the title bar? Please don't tell me you're blind! D:
I shall do a little rambling about that little 'P' symbol in this post. :D
It is actually the symbol for 'Pinterest'. Now not many people know of it, even I didn't until I stumbled upon some random person's blog and read that she was going on and on about Pinterest. Which got me interested, because whatever she posted about Pinterest... sort of lifted my heart a little. Bizarre as it sounds, but it makes me feel that tang of internal happiness, the pure kind, where it really is very difficult to explain or express, really.
So, I clicked on it, and I went on for the whole day, just browsing through, looking for pics that made me happy. Then, suddenly it became an addiction. In order to participate in this Pinterest thingy, you actually need an invite. Which I felt, makes it much more personal. Hehe. When I first thought that they only allow invited people to join Pinterest, I thought I wouldn't have a shot. But I was already satisfied with the fact that this THING actually exist, so I gave it a try anyhow. Silly me, I got super excited when I was accepted. HAHAHA
Was going on and on about it on Twitter, that a friend asked, what is with the outrage of Pinterest. Then I mentioned that it was somesort of photo sharing website where you share interest and like them and such. She then said, 'isn't that like Tumblr?'. I guess it does. But the fact that tumblr has so many random pics of random things, it just didn't feel at all... personal? It was more of a place for people to show off what makes them happy, more than 'finding' what makes them happy.
LOL! I JUST SAID THAT! showing off vs finding.
That's big of a topic, isnt' it? :P
Then not too long ago, I was talking about Pinterest again with a friend. Which made me wikipedia what it really was so that I need not explain in detail where I would get a frustrating response : isn't it like Tumblr? Then I found out more interesting facts about Pinterest. HAHAHAHAHAH. Interesting enough for me, that it is so personal, yet it is ranked. Though it may rank much lower than Tumblr, but since it gave me that personal touch, it just made it even more... PERSONAL! :D
I would spend hours upon hours, just searching for things that had made me happy before, or to even randomly browse and find something that would make me smile.
There is also another website, 9gag? But 9gag is more on the entertainment side. Where I would waste ample amount of time, browsing and fall upon something to laugh at. It's different.
What do we do on Pinterest?
Basically we just scroll through the site, until we find a gem. When we notice that gem, we can choose to like it. Not liking it, is fine too, but what I normally do is that I would create a 'board' as the folder and then 'repin' that gem onto my board. This way, I can come back and view my board again and find everything that made me happy, on that board. :)
There come times where people would follow your boards and see what happy things you have, they can repin your gems and then the process repeats.
It is basically a sanctuary for you to find your common interest with strangers. Which is JOY! :D
BTW. my term of gem really meant 'PINS' in Pinterest terms. :P
You can upload pins too! Whether for your own likings or for sharing, it's still do-able.
Create more boards and fill those boards up with happy things.
Pretty much unlimited.
OH! You can upload videos too!!!
Find happiness. It's everywhere! <3
I shall do a little rambling about that little 'P' symbol in this post. :D
It is actually the symbol for 'Pinterest'. Now not many people know of it, even I didn't until I stumbled upon some random person's blog and read that she was going on and on about Pinterest. Which got me interested, because whatever she posted about Pinterest... sort of lifted my heart a little. Bizarre as it sounds, but it makes me feel that tang of internal happiness, the pure kind, where it really is very difficult to explain or express, really.
So, I clicked on it, and I went on for the whole day, just browsing through, looking for pics that made me happy. Then, suddenly it became an addiction. In order to participate in this Pinterest thingy, you actually need an invite. Which I felt, makes it much more personal. Hehe. When I first thought that they only allow invited people to join Pinterest, I thought I wouldn't have a shot. But I was already satisfied with the fact that this THING actually exist, so I gave it a try anyhow. Silly me, I got super excited when I was accepted. HAHAHA
Was going on and on about it on Twitter, that a friend asked, what is with the outrage of Pinterest. Then I mentioned that it was somesort of photo sharing website where you share interest and like them and such. She then said, 'isn't that like Tumblr?'. I guess it does. But the fact that tumblr has so many random pics of random things, it just didn't feel at all... personal? It was more of a place for people to show off what makes them happy, more than 'finding' what makes them happy.
LOL! I JUST SAID THAT! showing off vs finding.
That's big of a topic, isnt' it? :P
Then not too long ago, I was talking about Pinterest again with a friend. Which made me wikipedia what it really was so that I need not explain in detail where I would get a frustrating response : isn't it like Tumblr? Then I found out more interesting facts about Pinterest. HAHAHAHAHAH. Interesting enough for me, that it is so personal, yet it is ranked. Though it may rank much lower than Tumblr, but since it gave me that personal touch, it just made it even more... PERSONAL! :D
I would spend hours upon hours, just searching for things that had made me happy before, or to even randomly browse and find something that would make me smile.
There is also another website, 9gag? But 9gag is more on the entertainment side. Where I would waste ample amount of time, browsing and fall upon something to laugh at. It's different.
What do we do on Pinterest?
Basically we just scroll through the site, until we find a gem. When we notice that gem, we can choose to like it. Not liking it, is fine too, but what I normally do is that I would create a 'board' as the folder and then 'repin' that gem onto my board. This way, I can come back and view my board again and find everything that made me happy, on that board. :)
There come times where people would follow your boards and see what happy things you have, they can repin your gems and then the process repeats.
It is basically a sanctuary for you to find your common interest with strangers. Which is JOY! :D
BTW. my term of gem really meant 'PINS' in Pinterest terms. :P
You can upload pins too! Whether for your own likings or for sharing, it's still do-able.
Create more boards and fill those boards up with happy things.
Pretty much unlimited.
OH! You can upload videos too!!!
Find happiness. It's everywhere! <3
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Stronger than yesterday,
Now it's nothing but my way,
My loneliness ain't killing me no more,
I'm stronger.
Stronger - Britney Spears.
I have two mobiles. With distinct functions for the both of them. Thank goodness I stuck to the fact that I was silly about having that decision to one two mobiles. Basically, this phone I am currently using, is used for storage purposes, blogging, playing music and as my secondary camera. As for my aussie numbered mobile, that's for contacting people, online and as my primary camera. Yeay! :D Not to forget that I am absolutely in love with my laptop. Hehe. I can simply lie in bed and watch tv series on my laptop or I can just game on it. Free times, occupied! :D Am actually having thoughts on using my darling laptop to start searching for good food to cook or good baking things. I secretly love baking! Just that I tend to fear the disappointment when it fails. D:
There is an eye candy in class! I find him rather cute. Hehe. Realise I have been seeing him rather often in lectures, to a point where I know he is in my bio and stats lectures. Which means I get to have a glimpse of him 5 times a week! :D If, I am lucky, that is. But so far, it is only Wednesdays that I won't be catching his sight. Oops. Stalker alert. Heh. Well, at least I have something to look forward to in boring lectures. :P
Hrmmm...
In the bus today, there was a group of middle school going children. They were cursing at each other the f word. Which really confuses me. I don't know if you would call it obnoxious, but here is what I saw.
The pure Australian was asking his other school mates for food, because he was hungry. The non pure Australian said that he has food, but didnt want to share. It somehow looks like the pure Australian kids were dominating the non-pure Australians somehow. They managed to get an apple from the non-pure aussie. Ate half and shared it, but the other pure aussie was chewing it and spitting it out again, all over the place. Best part, they were using the f word to scold one another. This was between a girl and a boy, both pure aussies.
Am I being discriminative? No. I am describing what I saw. Then a thought struck me, Asians were angels when they were younger, but as they age, they seem to get more rude. But it is somehow the opposite for the aussies here. I don't quite see how it happened. But it is clear especially when you are in a shopping mall. You see the distinct difference between the two, Asians will want to do things fast, and would end up the rude ones, aussies will be the patient ones, making sure you get the right treatment as a customer.
...
After being in the cold for the whole day today, I can't believe I came home to find that my housemates has turned on the heater. I was so happy, I was jumping with joy because of the warmth. HAHAHAHAHA. It has been unbelievably cold today. Woke up and it was already raining. Which also meant that the temperature dropped, staying to the temp of 10 degrees celcius. Real feel is about 4 now. Omg. How to survive winter? D:
PUBLIC HOLIDAY TOMORROWWWWW!!! :D
Now it's nothing but my way,
My loneliness ain't killing me no more,
I'm stronger.
Stronger - Britney Spears.
I have two mobiles. With distinct functions for the both of them. Thank goodness I stuck to the fact that I was silly about having that decision to one two mobiles. Basically, this phone I am currently using, is used for storage purposes, blogging, playing music and as my secondary camera. As for my aussie numbered mobile, that's for contacting people, online and as my primary camera. Yeay! :D Not to forget that I am absolutely in love with my laptop. Hehe. I can simply lie in bed and watch tv series on my laptop or I can just game on it. Free times, occupied! :D Am actually having thoughts on using my darling laptop to start searching for good food to cook or good baking things. I secretly love baking! Just that I tend to fear the disappointment when it fails. D:
There is an eye candy in class! I find him rather cute. Hehe. Realise I have been seeing him rather often in lectures, to a point where I know he is in my bio and stats lectures. Which means I get to have a glimpse of him 5 times a week! :D If, I am lucky, that is. But so far, it is only Wednesdays that I won't be catching his sight. Oops. Stalker alert. Heh. Well, at least I have something to look forward to in boring lectures. :P
Hrmmm...
In the bus today, there was a group of middle school going children. They were cursing at each other the f word. Which really confuses me. I don't know if you would call it obnoxious, but here is what I saw.
The pure Australian was asking his other school mates for food, because he was hungry. The non pure Australian said that he has food, but didnt want to share. It somehow looks like the pure Australian kids were dominating the non-pure Australians somehow. They managed to get an apple from the non-pure aussie. Ate half and shared it, but the other pure aussie was chewing it and spitting it out again, all over the place. Best part, they were using the f word to scold one another. This was between a girl and a boy, both pure aussies.
Am I being discriminative? No. I am describing what I saw. Then a thought struck me, Asians were angels when they were younger, but as they age, they seem to get more rude. But it is somehow the opposite for the aussies here. I don't quite see how it happened. But it is clear especially when you are in a shopping mall. You see the distinct difference between the two, Asians will want to do things fast, and would end up the rude ones, aussies will be the patient ones, making sure you get the right treatment as a customer.
...
After being in the cold for the whole day today, I can't believe I came home to find that my housemates has turned on the heater. I was so happy, I was jumping with joy because of the warmth. HAHAHAHAHA. It has been unbelievably cold today. Woke up and it was already raining. Which also meant that the temperature dropped, staying to the temp of 10 degrees celcius. Real feel is about 4 now. Omg. How to survive winter? D:
PUBLIC HOLIDAY TOMORROWWWWW!!! :D
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Ne! Annyeonghaseyo!
Gurigu nan, noemu piguen handagu. :O
Naega dok gamdong. Hehehe
Spent the day watching snsd's variety shows like how I used to waste my glorious hours, just sitting in front of the computer screen, laughing at the computer screen. Trust me, it gets a little too much sometimes. Besides, it is from these that I learned to love snsd or any other korean artists. Don't recall that the mainstream western artists have these kind of shows where the artist basically share with the world about their lives. Unless it is covered by E! News or they arr super famous that they get a whole documentary for their own. Many a times, we see gossips or tabloids about them. Paparazzi stuff. But kpop seem to be a whole different league on its own. :O I honestly feel surprised that I know that much about kpop industry. :/
If only the interest would be shifted to education wise, it would really help me alot. Pretty sure I am not the only one hoping so. It gets highly annoying when I realise that I can capture a dance or catch those Korean lyrics, just by listening to it or watching it repetitively for a minimum number of five times. I thought I could replicate that idea into studies, by rewriting my own notes over and over again several times, to ensure it is in my head. But without fail, even if I do remember it, that would he for short term. I swear if you ask me what I wrote repetitively then, in the near future... About one year's time, I would not have possibly remembered what was written. However, if a tone to a music that have not been played for ten years, I would have a memory of that song somehow. That happens to you too, no? Oh how I wish studying would be as fun as music. :(
One would tell me, paying attention during lecture would be sufficient. Honestly. That only works when you are lucky enough to have good lecturers who teaches interestingly. I mean, who would want to talk in your lectures if what you are lecturing about, is interesting? I don't quite see the logic when a lecturer asks the students to be quiet when he or she is lecturing. As though we were not aware that we are the ones who are paying shitloads to listen to your boring lecture. :( I sound like a bitch now. Sorry! But it is bothering me! I am saving my money by not buying a textbook when I will only be using once a week, for half a year. What? That's like 100bucks plus wasted there. This lecturer comes and tell me, 'Why don't you have a textbook with you? You are now in uni, you should know what to do.'
Dear statistics tutorial lecturer,
First of all, yes, I am aware that I am a uni student now, which is why I am trying to find ways to save money. Secondly, do you not realise we are only using that textbook once a week just for one question? I simply do not see the logic in buying a book worth 100 bucks for that sake, especially when we only have 12 classes.
sigh.
690 per month on room rental, 16k for first half year or uni, not forgetting food and everything else.
Would probably do some studying later tonight after dinner. Too bored. LOL Should be watching some 'classes' on khanacademy.com. It has definitely helped me alot thus far. hehehehehehehe. *oh god, why?*
GREEN CURRY FISH FOR DINNER!
BOOYAAAAHHHH~~~!!!!! :D
Gurigu nan, noemu piguen handagu. :O
Naega dok gamdong. Hehehe
Spent the day watching snsd's variety shows like how I used to waste my glorious hours, just sitting in front of the computer screen, laughing at the computer screen. Trust me, it gets a little too much sometimes. Besides, it is from these that I learned to love snsd or any other korean artists. Don't recall that the mainstream western artists have these kind of shows where the artist basically share with the world about their lives. Unless it is covered by E! News or they arr super famous that they get a whole documentary for their own. Many a times, we see gossips or tabloids about them. Paparazzi stuff. But kpop seem to be a whole different league on its own. :O I honestly feel surprised that I know that much about kpop industry. :/
If only the interest would be shifted to education wise, it would really help me alot. Pretty sure I am not the only one hoping so. It gets highly annoying when I realise that I can capture a dance or catch those Korean lyrics, just by listening to it or watching it repetitively for a minimum number of five times. I thought I could replicate that idea into studies, by rewriting my own notes over and over again several times, to ensure it is in my head. But without fail, even if I do remember it, that would he for short term. I swear if you ask me what I wrote repetitively then, in the near future... About one year's time, I would not have possibly remembered what was written. However, if a tone to a music that have not been played for ten years, I would have a memory of that song somehow. That happens to you too, no? Oh how I wish studying would be as fun as music. :(
One would tell me, paying attention during lecture would be sufficient. Honestly. That only works when you are lucky enough to have good lecturers who teaches interestingly. I mean, who would want to talk in your lectures if what you are lecturing about, is interesting? I don't quite see the logic when a lecturer asks the students to be quiet when he or she is lecturing. As though we were not aware that we are the ones who are paying shitloads to listen to your boring lecture. :( I sound like a bitch now. Sorry! But it is bothering me! I am saving my money by not buying a textbook when I will only be using once a week, for half a year. What? That's like 100bucks plus wasted there. This lecturer comes and tell me, 'Why don't you have a textbook with you? You are now in uni, you should know what to do.'
Dear statistics tutorial lecturer,
First of all, yes, I am aware that I am a uni student now, which is why I am trying to find ways to save money. Secondly, do you not realise we are only using that textbook once a week just for one question? I simply do not see the logic in buying a book worth 100 bucks for that sake, especially when we only have 12 classes.
sigh.
690 per month on room rental, 16k for first half year or uni, not forgetting food and everything else.
Would probably do some studying later tonight after dinner. Too bored. LOL Should be watching some 'classes' on khanacademy.com. It has definitely helped me alot thus far. hehehehehehehe. *oh god, why?*
GREEN CURRY FISH FOR DINNER!
BOOYAAAAHHHH~~~!!!!! :D
Friday, April 20, 2012
How would you know when 'enough' really meant, ENOUGH?
What is it that categorises 'not close to enough yet', makes it seem like we are taking for granted about things? What does 'taking for granted' really meant?
Hrmmm. Still lingering with thoughts of last night's game. As happy as I was, I still had time to wish that everyone back at home was here with me, to experience it together. Honestly, I would have to say that thought where I would not get the same experiences we used to have back at home. It gets kinda scary sometimes. Would it mean that I am still paranoid about moving forward by myself? Even if I were to insist that I am accepting reality at the moment. Ironically, reality is the one that is bitch slapping me in my face, rather smoothly too. The slap doesn't hurt anymore. But if I do stop to think about it, it burns a little. Just a little. :)
Ah. This sounds rather... Depressing doesn't it? Hehehe. :P
Yeah. It's a transition. Looking how others have blended into their aussie lives while I am still trying to find my spot, it gets me jealous. Too jealous sometimes til I would just shut down sometimes.
Bad decisions make good stories.
Some quote I found online today. Would have to agree that it is in fact true, and I got quite stricken at the fact of it. :O
My case? I'd simply complain the crap out of it. :D
HAHAHAHAHA! I hereby announce that I have skipped uni today. Somehow found it rather difficult to get out of bed today. Considering that both the lectures would be utterly boring, too boring where I could possibly just doze off anytime, I took the decision of staying in bed today. Besides, I was in uni for 12 hours yesterday. And I am using that as an excuse to stay away from uni today. Tsk. Such a bad student. I shall check out the lectures later tonight. Bleahhh.
Woke up with a croaky voice. HAHAHAHAHA. Kinda like it. The pain isnt there anymore. YEAYY! Probably had too much screaming with the sore throat yesterday. Erh... Owh well. :D
Okay. Some self inspiring pep talk time. :P
... I have none.
What is it that categorises 'not close to enough yet', makes it seem like we are taking for granted about things? What does 'taking for granted' really meant?
Hrmmm. Still lingering with thoughts of last night's game. As happy as I was, I still had time to wish that everyone back at home was here with me, to experience it together. Honestly, I would have to say that thought where I would not get the same experiences we used to have back at home. It gets kinda scary sometimes. Would it mean that I am still paranoid about moving forward by myself? Even if I were to insist that I am accepting reality at the moment. Ironically, reality is the one that is bitch slapping me in my face, rather smoothly too. The slap doesn't hurt anymore. But if I do stop to think about it, it burns a little. Just a little. :)
Ah. This sounds rather... Depressing doesn't it? Hehehe. :P
Yeah. It's a transition. Looking how others have blended into their aussie lives while I am still trying to find my spot, it gets me jealous. Too jealous sometimes til I would just shut down sometimes.
Bad decisions make good stories.
Some quote I found online today. Would have to agree that it is in fact true, and I got quite stricken at the fact of it. :O
My case? I'd simply complain the crap out of it. :D
HAHAHAHAHA! I hereby announce that I have skipped uni today. Somehow found it rather difficult to get out of bed today. Considering that both the lectures would be utterly boring, too boring where I could possibly just doze off anytime, I took the decision of staying in bed today. Besides, I was in uni for 12 hours yesterday. And I am using that as an excuse to stay away from uni today. Tsk. Such a bad student. I shall check out the lectures later tonight. Bleahhh.
Woke up with a croaky voice. HAHAHAHAHA. Kinda like it. The pain isnt there anymore. YEAYY! Probably had too much screaming with the sore throat yesterday. Erh... Owh well. :D
Okay. Some self inspiring pep talk time. :P
... I have none.
My hands are trembling, my heart is racing. But wait! This isn't anything to do with fluttering hearts or any kind of love story, it's just another eventful night. :D
I remembered how we used to have a drive all the way to shah alam for a game of laser tag. We would pile up a group of people and uni, and we would drive there in a convoy, just for A game of laser tag. OH JOY! Laser tag is just around corner from uni. About half an hours walk from uni? Mmhmm. Ahh. I miss those Ausmatian days. :)
Omg! And even larger group than the easter camp event! Got me rather nervous to see so many unknown people around. Thank goodness for some familiar faces, it calmed me a little. :) At least now I have people who I can say 'hi' to and that would allow me to be as 'sampat' as I can, while I still can. It really felt like 'home' in a way, as everybody was Malaysian, and we were just so 'malaysian' in our own ways. Some may have adapted the Australian accent, but the malaysian-ness in them never seem to have faded away, probably hidden, but definitely still there. :D
Sooooo~ 2 games of laser tag and one game of bowling, costing 17aud per person. Considerably cheap if we didn't have to convert it back. :P PLUS, the floor space here was much bigger than the one at I-City. Though I never get the fact that the operating people are always warning us not to run in that space. How are we not supposed to run when everybody is everywhere shooting at each other? :O Good thing no one tripped though... I think. But really, even the time frame was much longer. :O WAAAHHHH. Faster come Melbourne and play with me please? The more I blab about it, the more I wanna go back there for more rounds. As much as I suck at it, it was still some good exercise for me. :D
Think we conquered 8 lines of bowling lanes?
Shyitt. It really is bringing me memories of all those random outings we used to do back in AusMat. Gaaaaahhhhhhh! :/
Yeap. And they had this cheating ball roller thingy. Which was of no good use for me. Maybe cause I too noob. D: Was still fun though! We barely knew each other, but we were screaming and cheering whenever someone almost strikes or strikes or even guttering the bowling bowl. It takes skills to gutter the bowling bowl one, okay? Nehehehehe.
Ha! Night well spent! Good thing I didn't turn it down when I wasn't feeling quite alright this morning.
Oh oh wait! Not done, not done. I need to boast abit first. :D
For the first time, I could actually bowl properly. Like properly without missing the bowling pins for almost more than half of the game. :D Though I still suck at laser tag. Mehhhh. Think I should start playing more of sniper than pyro from now. Hrmmmm.
Oh yeah.
I remembered how we used to have a drive all the way to shah alam for a game of laser tag. We would pile up a group of people and uni, and we would drive there in a convoy, just for A game of laser tag. OH JOY! Laser tag is just around corner from uni. About half an hours walk from uni? Mmhmm. Ahh. I miss those Ausmatian days. :)
Omg! And even larger group than the easter camp event! Got me rather nervous to see so many unknown people around. Thank goodness for some familiar faces, it calmed me a little. :) At least now I have people who I can say 'hi' to and that would allow me to be as 'sampat' as I can, while I still can. It really felt like 'home' in a way, as everybody was Malaysian, and we were just so 'malaysian' in our own ways. Some may have adapted the Australian accent, but the malaysian-ness in them never seem to have faded away, probably hidden, but definitely still there. :D
Sooooo~ 2 games of laser tag and one game of bowling, costing 17aud per person. Considerably cheap if we didn't have to convert it back. :P PLUS, the floor space here was much bigger than the one at I-City. Though I never get the fact that the operating people are always warning us not to run in that space. How are we not supposed to run when everybody is everywhere shooting at each other? :O Good thing no one tripped though... I think. But really, even the time frame was much longer. :O WAAAHHHH. Faster come Melbourne and play with me please? The more I blab about it, the more I wanna go back there for more rounds. As much as I suck at it, it was still some good exercise for me. :D
Think we conquered 8 lines of bowling lanes?
Shyitt. It really is bringing me memories of all those random outings we used to do back in AusMat. Gaaaaahhhhhhh! :/
Yeap. And they had this cheating ball roller thingy. Which was of no good use for me. Maybe cause I too noob. D: Was still fun though! We barely knew each other, but we were screaming and cheering whenever someone almost strikes or strikes or even guttering the bowling bowl. It takes skills to gutter the bowling bowl one, okay? Nehehehehe.
Ha! Night well spent! Good thing I didn't turn it down when I wasn't feeling quite alright this morning.
Oh oh wait! Not done, not done. I need to boast abit first. :D
For the first time, I could actually bowl properly. Like properly without missing the bowling pins for almost more than half of the game. :D Though I still suck at laser tag. Mehhhh. Think I should start playing more of sniper than pyro from now. Hrmmmm.
Oh yeah.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
6 hours worth of free time, and I am finding it rather difficult to do my normal camping-cum-studying today. Hrmmm.
Not too sure why though. Just couldn't get myself to focus heartfully on studying at this moment. Feels like something is bothering me, but I am not too sure what it is either. Even my twitter and facebook seems incredibly... quiet.
It feels weird honestly. Feels like I am trying to plot a nasty plan or something. But truth is, I just don't feel like doing anything, other than just hiding in my room and sleep for the whole day. Hrmmmm.
Yes. It's Thursday again. Would have to say I lost interest in going to uni everyday? Maybe. Just didn't feel like it is necessary to come uni, other than to study, to make up for the huge sum of money paid for the education here. Sounds... silly. Something just didn't feel right since yesterday or something. Honestly, it is scaring me quite abit. Yet I can't figure out what to do about it. Hrmmm.
On the side note, I got so annoyed by this girl in my bio lab, I used the excuse that I had sorethroat so I don't have to interact much with anyone (I actually do have sorethroat, just finding it lazy to talk so that I won't have to feel the pain when I talk. heheheh). God, I wish I know why, this woman just kept on talking and talking and talking... TO HERSELF. Haiyoooo. I seriously wish I could just bitch talk her for once to shut her up immediately, but of course, IT WOULD BE RUDE IF I DO SO. Thus, I am here complaining. Sighh... Thank god I only have ONE MORE BIO LAB, and it isn't until another two weeks time. At least I can sleep in for another two weeks and not listen to her, annoyingly talking to herself for three freggin hours. omg.
Speaking of lab, I shall do some boasting for now. MY CHEMISTRY LAB! No doubt about it, I am still clueless sometimes. Screwed the clueless part, and annoyed the crap out of my demonstrator whenever I don't know something. I LIKE THE FACT THAT THEY NOTICE ME AND THEY PRAISED ME! hahahahaha. My demonstrator was saying that I was very organised with my lab work. Simply because every week, without fail, I would ensure that I have the procedures written on post-its for easy references when doing the experiments. The other demonstrator noticed my post-it filled lab report and commented. HAHAHAHAHA. Yes! I have a proud moment. :)
*I have actually screwed up several experiments with the mixture of wrong chemicals, almost all the time. HAHAHAH! But yeah, I just pretend I didn't do it wrong and start all over. Despite that, I will still end up finishing my experiments first. But the dumb part of me showed when answering the lab questions. I get so clueless, it takes me forever to finish my questions, ended up, I will be the last to leave. :(
Oh. I stole 6 mini test tubes from Chem lab yesterday.
HAHAHAHAHHA! They were too adorable. Figured there were too many to notice 6 missing test tubes. hehehehehehehe
AND THEN MONASH HAD NEW VARSITY HOODIES!
2 variants if I am not mistaken. Not a big fan though. Still satisfied with my red one. :)
It's 5.34pm.
I should continue studying for abit til 7.15pm.
Laser Tag, ons! :D
Not too sure why though. Just couldn't get myself to focus heartfully on studying at this moment. Feels like something is bothering me, but I am not too sure what it is either. Even my twitter and facebook seems incredibly... quiet.
It feels weird honestly. Feels like I am trying to plot a nasty plan or something. But truth is, I just don't feel like doing anything, other than just hiding in my room and sleep for the whole day. Hrmmmm.
Yes. It's Thursday again. Would have to say I lost interest in going to uni everyday? Maybe. Just didn't feel like it is necessary to come uni, other than to study, to make up for the huge sum of money paid for the education here. Sounds... silly. Something just didn't feel right since yesterday or something. Honestly, it is scaring me quite abit. Yet I can't figure out what to do about it. Hrmmm.
On the side note, I got so annoyed by this girl in my bio lab, I used the excuse that I had sorethroat so I don't have to interact much with anyone (I actually do have sorethroat, just finding it lazy to talk so that I won't have to feel the pain when I talk. heheheh). God, I wish I know why, this woman just kept on talking and talking and talking... TO HERSELF. Haiyoooo. I seriously wish I could just bitch talk her for once to shut her up immediately, but of course, IT WOULD BE RUDE IF I DO SO. Thus, I am here complaining. Sighh... Thank god I only have ONE MORE BIO LAB, and it isn't until another two weeks time. At least I can sleep in for another two weeks and not listen to her, annoyingly talking to herself for three freggin hours. omg.
Speaking of lab, I shall do some boasting for now. MY CHEMISTRY LAB! No doubt about it, I am still clueless sometimes. Screwed the clueless part, and annoyed the crap out of my demonstrator whenever I don't know something. I LIKE THE FACT THAT THEY NOTICE ME AND THEY PRAISED ME! hahahahaha. My demonstrator was saying that I was very organised with my lab work. Simply because every week, without fail, I would ensure that I have the procedures written on post-its for easy references when doing the experiments. The other demonstrator noticed my post-it filled lab report and commented. HAHAHAHAHA. Yes! I have a proud moment. :)
*I have actually screwed up several experiments with the mixture of wrong chemicals, almost all the time. HAHAHAH! But yeah, I just pretend I didn't do it wrong and start all over. Despite that, I will still end up finishing my experiments first. But the dumb part of me showed when answering the lab questions. I get so clueless, it takes me forever to finish my questions, ended up, I will be the last to leave. :(
Oh. I stole 6 mini test tubes from Chem lab yesterday.
HAHAHAHAHHA! They were too adorable. Figured there were too many to notice 6 missing test tubes. hehehehehehehe
AND THEN MONASH HAD NEW VARSITY HOODIES!
2 variants if I am not mistaken. Not a big fan though. Still satisfied with my red one. :)
It's 5.34pm.
I should continue studying for abit til 7.15pm.
Laser Tag, ons! :D
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
"Hope gives you the strength, Grace gives you the courage, and Faith makes your day worth living.”
Thought I could stay back and camp for abit until my sister would come pick me up from uni for dinner today, then I remembered she was working in the city recently. Asking her to come pick me up would be rather selfish, don't ya think?
And so, I made myself an agenda! Travel to Camberwell on my own from where I live. I wonder how long would it take for me to reach there though. Told her I would figure my way and be there by 6.30pm. It's 5.05pm now, and I'm in the bus, I shall spend my time blogging random stuff. :P
Across me, is a girl from my statistics tutorial class. Didn't realise she was there until I turned. LOL. Not close with her. Besides, she's sleeping. Erhhh. Haha! This is totally random. :P
Am down with a slight sore throat at the moment. Haven't been drinking enough water as I should. Eating a whole lot of junk didn't help either. Mmmhhh. Starting to feel like I am eating rather unhealthy-ly. Oops. By junk I meant biscuits and anything that doesnt require cooking. I strongly protest against potato crisps with msg. Or anything with msg for that matter. Yet, it is obvious that my diet is not a healthy one too. Would just grab anything and eat, just to make sure I dont go hungry. D:
Let's talk about something rather serious. :D
Decisions.
Once we decide on something, we do it. What comes after is always an unknown, all we can do, is bear with the consequences that comes after. Strength in facing the aftermath is highly needed. Otherwise you would have to live with that regret for the rest of your life.
Sometimes I wish I could look into the future to see what my decision would bring me to, before going ahead with it. That sense of not knowing what would happen next, never fails to leave me indecisive. That 'fear' of deciding. That constant worry that I am not strong enough to carry the weight of the consequences on my shoulders after the decision is made.
Bad decisions have brought me places. Sometimes, too scary to even imagine, and thank goodness, some where I could live by. Things change as soon as that decision is being made. Never once, things remained the same after it has been decided. Neverrr. The change? It depends really. If you are lucky, you get a positive outcome. If you are unlucky (which is the most likely outcome most of the time), things turns for the worst. Even the unlucky category is split into a few stages, unlucky but bearable, unlucky but bearable after sometime, ultimate unlucky.
I am pretty sure I made that last one up just to make myself feel better. Hehehe
I feel so local! Just got off a bus and now I am on the train to my sis! I still like the trains. TRAIN. Shouldn't take me long to reach her place now. Hrmmmm.
Definitely have some hint of the aussie accent already. Nehehehehehe. Omg. :D
But at this point, I still feel very Asian. Mehhhh.
I wonder what are we having for dinner. :F
Ah yes. I will be joining random people for a game of Laser Tag tomorrow! With the Malaysian Society. They call it Monash University Malaysian Society Union? MUMSU. Moomsu? Maumsu? How do you pronounce this?! O.o
Will see how it is in comparison with the ones we have back in Malaysia.
Eh! Reach liao! 5.32pm. Ahhh. Naisee. :D
Now... What do I do?
Okay. I should stop here before I start bore-ing you out. :P
Thank you! <3
Thought I could stay back and camp for abit until my sister would come pick me up from uni for dinner today, then I remembered she was working in the city recently. Asking her to come pick me up would be rather selfish, don't ya think?
And so, I made myself an agenda! Travel to Camberwell on my own from where I live. I wonder how long would it take for me to reach there though. Told her I would figure my way and be there by 6.30pm. It's 5.05pm now, and I'm in the bus, I shall spend my time blogging random stuff. :P
Across me, is a girl from my statistics tutorial class. Didn't realise she was there until I turned. LOL. Not close with her. Besides, she's sleeping. Erhhh. Haha! This is totally random. :P
Am down with a slight sore throat at the moment. Haven't been drinking enough water as I should. Eating a whole lot of junk didn't help either. Mmmhhh. Starting to feel like I am eating rather unhealthy-ly. Oops. By junk I meant biscuits and anything that doesnt require cooking. I strongly protest against potato crisps with msg. Or anything with msg for that matter. Yet, it is obvious that my diet is not a healthy one too. Would just grab anything and eat, just to make sure I dont go hungry. D:
Let's talk about something rather serious. :D
Decisions.
Once we decide on something, we do it. What comes after is always an unknown, all we can do, is bear with the consequences that comes after. Strength in facing the aftermath is highly needed. Otherwise you would have to live with that regret for the rest of your life.
Sometimes I wish I could look into the future to see what my decision would bring me to, before going ahead with it. That sense of not knowing what would happen next, never fails to leave me indecisive. That 'fear' of deciding. That constant worry that I am not strong enough to carry the weight of the consequences on my shoulders after the decision is made.
Bad decisions have brought me places. Sometimes, too scary to even imagine, and thank goodness, some where I could live by. Things change as soon as that decision is being made. Never once, things remained the same after it has been decided. Neverrr. The change? It depends really. If you are lucky, you get a positive outcome. If you are unlucky (which is the most likely outcome most of the time), things turns for the worst. Even the unlucky category is split into a few stages, unlucky but bearable, unlucky but bearable after sometime, ultimate unlucky.
I am pretty sure I made that last one up just to make myself feel better. Hehehe
I feel so local! Just got off a bus and now I am on the train to my sis! I still like the trains. TRAIN. Shouldn't take me long to reach her place now. Hrmmmm.
Definitely have some hint of the aussie accent already. Nehehehehehe. Omg. :D
But at this point, I still feel very Asian. Mehhhh.
I wonder what are we having for dinner. :F
Ah yes. I will be joining random people for a game of Laser Tag tomorrow! With the Malaysian Society. They call it Monash University Malaysian Society Union? MUMSU. Moomsu? Maumsu? How do you pronounce this?! O.o
Will see how it is in comparison with the ones we have back in Malaysia.
Eh! Reach liao! 5.32pm. Ahhh. Naisee. :D
Now... What do I do?
Okay. I should stop here before I start bore-ing you out. :P
Thank you! <3
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Officially antisocial.
I feel socially awkward whenever I know I need to talk to others. It freaks me out whenever I know I need to do group assignments, or have any contact with anybody else.
Not a very nice thing to feel, not that I can avoid it either.
That unspeakable feeling I get whenever I am with people. The inner voice in me just screams, 'GET AWAY! GOOO! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!!', while I plant on a poker face, pretending I am all up for making new friends. Hrmmm. Hypocrisy.
It seems like I have learnt to build a wall around myself where I feel much safer within my own built walls. Even if it does get tempered with, at least I could piece it up together again from the inside. Then whenever I feel that it is safe to roam around on the outside, I would hop out of my wall and mingle around for abit, but returning to my wall eventually.
Found that my room is my physical wall, too. Though I may not feel as safe as I think it would feel back at home, it felt safe enough. I feel much more comfortable not needing to talk, I feel relaxed not needing to interact... I guess I got used to what I am given at this moment. Hrmmm.
Speaking of adaption, it is definitely getting colder by the day. Highest temperature would be 23 and it keeps decreasing once it reaches its peak temperature. Tough the lowest that I have seen so far would be... 5? It's NOT even winter yet. I need to get some leggings, and a knee high boots if I were to wear dresses or skirts or even shorts. I still wear shorts around though! And I did cut down on the number of clothes I am wearing now. Getting better adapted to the cold already. Hehehe. Yeayyyyy!!! :D
Though it is tempting me to do more shopping. Dang it. Two hoodies for 40aud from cotton on! Knee high boots for 40-50aud from rubi! :( How to save moneyyyyy?
My sis said that it is easier for girls to save money than guys because guys are constantly buying things for girls. Though I can't find prove that she said something along that lines at the moment. Maybe I was dreaming or something, but it is an interesting thought! Honestly, it's weird having somebody to pay things for me. For I know once I get used to it, I will figure ways to make others pay too. I mean, why pamper the girl when you can save your money for the wedding and the rings and the honey moon and trips? Those shit takes years accumulate money just to have them come true. Not forgetting a nice car and also a house where you can call home next time. I guess if it wasnt for me looking at my sis and bro going through so much money matters, starting from marriage onwards, I would probably think getting married is am everyday thing. O.o Even so, taking money from people is just not right for me. Not even birthday presents. Feels like I don't deserve those kind of things from anyone. :/ I rather spend money on my own, at least I know how much I am spending. Besides, spending money on a girl just... unnecessary. Really?
Hrmm. What other random things can I talk about today?
Oh right. I feel fatter now. Have always found it difficult to gain weight, but now I really do feel like I am actually gaining weight. Maybe I am being delusional, but I like the thought that I am gaining weight. The last time I weighed myself was about a month ago, weighing at 48kg. That is like at least a kg extra since I first step foot into Australia. Been eating as much as I can (though I still find ways to save money as much as I can most of the times), I still eat. I find joy in eating! :O I really doooooooo!!! I can never stop talking about food, can I? My god! It's an achievement for me to even gain weight after years of trying! Not to sure why it has always been difficult for me to gain weight. I get really annoyed when people ask me to eat more, and why am I so skinny. Sometimes, I wish I knew the answer to that, but it isnt like I am being anorexic or bulimic. I LOVE FOOD!!!! D: At least now that I think I am gaining weight, I guess I couldnt really care what people would say anymore? Hrmm. All I need to do, is weigh myself. If I see a 50, I know I am gaining weight a little too fast. IF I AM NOT, I WILL CONTINUE EATING AND EATING AND EATING AND EATING!!!
Raw carrot pieces, anyone? :)
I feel socially awkward whenever I know I need to talk to others. It freaks me out whenever I know I need to do group assignments, or have any contact with anybody else.
Not a very nice thing to feel, not that I can avoid it either.
That unspeakable feeling I get whenever I am with people. The inner voice in me just screams, 'GET AWAY! GOOO! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!!', while I plant on a poker face, pretending I am all up for making new friends. Hrmmm. Hypocrisy.
It seems like I have learnt to build a wall around myself where I feel much safer within my own built walls. Even if it does get tempered with, at least I could piece it up together again from the inside. Then whenever I feel that it is safe to roam around on the outside, I would hop out of my wall and mingle around for abit, but returning to my wall eventually.
Found that my room is my physical wall, too. Though I may not feel as safe as I think it would feel back at home, it felt safe enough. I feel much more comfortable not needing to talk, I feel relaxed not needing to interact... I guess I got used to what I am given at this moment. Hrmmm.
Speaking of adaption, it is definitely getting colder by the day. Highest temperature would be 23 and it keeps decreasing once it reaches its peak temperature. Tough the lowest that I have seen so far would be... 5? It's NOT even winter yet. I need to get some leggings, and a knee high boots if I were to wear dresses or skirts or even shorts. I still wear shorts around though! And I did cut down on the number of clothes I am wearing now. Getting better adapted to the cold already. Hehehe. Yeayyyyy!!! :D
Though it is tempting me to do more shopping. Dang it. Two hoodies for 40aud from cotton on! Knee high boots for 40-50aud from rubi! :( How to save moneyyyyy?
My sis said that it is easier for girls to save money than guys because guys are constantly buying things for girls. Though I can't find prove that she said something along that lines at the moment. Maybe I was dreaming or something, but it is an interesting thought! Honestly, it's weird having somebody to pay things for me. For I know once I get used to it, I will figure ways to make others pay too. I mean, why pamper the girl when you can save your money for the wedding and the rings and the honey moon and trips? Those shit takes years accumulate money just to have them come true. Not forgetting a nice car and also a house where you can call home next time. I guess if it wasnt for me looking at my sis and bro going through so much money matters, starting from marriage onwards, I would probably think getting married is am everyday thing. O.o Even so, taking money from people is just not right for me. Not even birthday presents. Feels like I don't deserve those kind of things from anyone. :/ I rather spend money on my own, at least I know how much I am spending. Besides, spending money on a girl just... unnecessary. Really?
Hrmm. What other random things can I talk about today?
Oh right. I feel fatter now. Have always found it difficult to gain weight, but now I really do feel like I am actually gaining weight. Maybe I am being delusional, but I like the thought that I am gaining weight. The last time I weighed myself was about a month ago, weighing at 48kg. That is like at least a kg extra since I first step foot into Australia. Been eating as much as I can (though I still find ways to save money as much as I can most of the times), I still eat. I find joy in eating! :O I really doooooooo!!! I can never stop talking about food, can I? My god! It's an achievement for me to even gain weight after years of trying! Not to sure why it has always been difficult for me to gain weight. I get really annoyed when people ask me to eat more, and why am I so skinny. Sometimes, I wish I knew the answer to that, but it isnt like I am being anorexic or bulimic. I LOVE FOOD!!!! D: At least now that I think I am gaining weight, I guess I couldnt really care what people would say anymore? Hrmm. All I need to do, is weigh myself. If I see a 50, I know I am gaining weight a little too fast. IF I AM NOT, I WILL CONTINUE EATING AND EATING AND EATING AND EATING!!!
Raw carrot pieces, anyone? :)
Monday, April 16, 2012
That sense of jealousy.
It pretty is hard to describe it, why we feel jealous and why we just can't seem to comprehend the fact that others are having much more benefits than we are. Jealousy. We always seem to miss the fact and appreciate what we have at that current moment with everything that we have.
OMG! THE HOUSE IS FILLED WITH CHOCOLATE SMELL! HAHAHAHAHHA
I am having 2 dozens of mini muffins baking in the oven. Oh the bliss. <3
Right. Jealousy. ARE YOU JEALOUS YET?! I HAVE A FREGGIN BATHROOM FOR MY OWN AND A FREGGIN OVEN IN MY HOUSE!!! WOOHOO!
Nah. Who am I kidding. I still miss every single bit of home. When that tiny string of hope left, was tearing before my very eyes, it always gets a little too unbearable for me. Just last night I had another break down moment. Silly, I know. I wish I could actually get over the fact that I AM HERE and THEY ARE THERE, and I HAVE TO START LIVING MY OWN LIFE HERE eventually. Yes. There are point of times where I do feel like I am finally blending in, but deep down, I still want to feel like I belong back at home too. For all I know was that moments back at home were moments I treasure most, and that I want to experience those same awesome moments again when I do get back home.
But things are forever changing. Yes, I am happy here
AND THE OVEN JUST RANG! TELLING ME THAT MY MUFFINS ARE READY!!! OMGGGGG! *runs to go check the muffins. :F*
ah damn. I have like three burnt ones. :( OWH WELL! STILL LOOK FREGGIN ADORABLE AND NOMNOMICIOUS! mmh! <3
As I was saying. It has been close to three months since I first step foot here in Melbourne. Form initial 'emotional break down prone bitch', I am actually slowing down on that part. As in, I am getting used to being alone, I can hang out on my own, I couldn't care less if I have friends here or not, and I am hanging out with whoever I can hang out with. Not as much stress as I would have when it comes to assignments and test anymore. Honestly saying, it still feels really weird when I do stop to have a moment and think, 'whoa, I am actually here in Melbourne on my own.'
Have always thought I was 'big' enough to be living on my own. It wasnt until I went on an oversea trip with one of my bestie that I felt like I was so much smaller than the world could have seem like to my thoughts. That was the moment where I questioned myself, 'can I really do this?'
But I pretty much had no choice but to push myself and endure it like it was nothing. Look where I am now. :O
Even if others don't feel proud of me for surviving this long, I honestly am proud of myself for actually still being strong thus far.
Though I may have moments where I wished I had more company around me, but I guess I had to live with the little that I could clutch onto.
As of now, I still feel that ping of jealousy whenever my friends back at home are enjoying the time of their lives while I am still looking for my own joy... on my own. Ah damn. Everything seem to be so much more UNFUN when you are doing it on your own. D:
Owh well.
I guess this is the time of MY life where I have to learn somehow. :)
Though I have a problem... I really think I needa start finding a job. mmh.
This, is difficult. Considering that I have no working experience prior to this, and that the aussie people requires CV (resume) to apply for work. erhh... how? D:
sigh. why?!
On the side note, I am trying to find the best proportion for milk tea. At least I know now, that black tea works best for milk tea. hehehehehe
LASAGNA FOR DINNER! bwahahahhahahahahahaha
Seriously. I am jealous as hell whenever people back there are enjoying their asses off without me. D:
Got my heart torn to millions of pieces when I found out the guys went bukit tinggi again. Damnit, I feel so replaced. :(
#WorstFeelingEver
Now I am wondering who will I actually be seeing when I do get back to Malaysia for a holiday. :/
OWH WELL.
It pretty is hard to describe it, why we feel jealous and why we just can't seem to comprehend the fact that others are having much more benefits than we are. Jealousy. We always seem to miss the fact and appreciate what we have at that current moment with everything that we have.
OMG! THE HOUSE IS FILLED WITH CHOCOLATE SMELL! HAHAHAHAHHA
I am having 2 dozens of mini muffins baking in the oven. Oh the bliss. <3
Right. Jealousy. ARE YOU JEALOUS YET?! I HAVE A FREGGIN BATHROOM FOR MY OWN AND A FREGGIN OVEN IN MY HOUSE!!! WOOHOO!
Nah. Who am I kidding. I still miss every single bit of home. When that tiny string of hope left, was tearing before my very eyes, it always gets a little too unbearable for me. Just last night I had another break down moment. Silly, I know. I wish I could actually get over the fact that I AM HERE and THEY ARE THERE, and I HAVE TO START LIVING MY OWN LIFE HERE eventually. Yes. There are point of times where I do feel like I am finally blending in, but deep down, I still want to feel like I belong back at home too. For all I know was that moments back at home were moments I treasure most, and that I want to experience those same awesome moments again when I do get back home.
But things are forever changing. Yes, I am happy here
AND THE OVEN JUST RANG! TELLING ME THAT MY MUFFINS ARE READY!!! OMGGGGG! *runs to go check the muffins. :F*
ah damn. I have like three burnt ones. :( OWH WELL! STILL LOOK FREGGIN ADORABLE AND NOMNOMICIOUS! mmh! <3
As I was saying. It has been close to three months since I first step foot here in Melbourne. Form initial 'emotional break down prone bitch', I am actually slowing down on that part. As in, I am getting used to being alone, I can hang out on my own, I couldn't care less if I have friends here or not, and I am hanging out with whoever I can hang out with. Not as much stress as I would have when it comes to assignments and test anymore. Honestly saying, it still feels really weird when I do stop to have a moment and think, 'whoa, I am actually here in Melbourne on my own.'
Have always thought I was 'big' enough to be living on my own. It wasnt until I went on an oversea trip with one of my bestie that I felt like I was so much smaller than the world could have seem like to my thoughts. That was the moment where I questioned myself, 'can I really do this?'
But I pretty much had no choice but to push myself and endure it like it was nothing. Look where I am now. :O
Even if others don't feel proud of me for surviving this long, I honestly am proud of myself for actually still being strong thus far.
Though I may have moments where I wished I had more company around me, but I guess I had to live with the little that I could clutch onto.
As of now, I still feel that ping of jealousy whenever my friends back at home are enjoying the time of their lives while I am still looking for my own joy... on my own. Ah damn. Everything seem to be so much more UNFUN when you are doing it on your own. D:
Owh well.
I guess this is the time of MY life where I have to learn somehow. :)
Though I have a problem... I really think I needa start finding a job. mmh.
This, is difficult. Considering that I have no working experience prior to this, and that the aussie people requires CV (resume) to apply for work. erhh... how? D:
sigh. why?!
On the side note, I am trying to find the best proportion for milk tea. At least I know now, that black tea works best for milk tea. hehehehehe
LASAGNA FOR DINNER! bwahahahhahahahahahaha
Seriously. I am jealous as hell whenever people back there are enjoying their asses off without me. D:
Got my heart torn to millions of pieces when I found out the guys went bukit tinggi again. Damnit, I feel so replaced. :(
#WorstFeelingEver
Now I am wondering who will I actually be seeing when I do get back to Malaysia for a holiday. :/
OWH WELL.
As I decided to wear shorts today, I looked at my lower limbs. From the knee downwards, that whole part were filled with bruises of different sizes and at different spots. Without a doubt they were all from camp. #win
It's Sunday today, and I spent the whole of Saturday doing things that involved me, myself and I, alongside with the remaining homework I had to do. It passed in daze, practically lazing my way through the day. The much needed time to rejuvenate myself from the out-of-place routine for the previous three days. :)
Today, I spent the day with my sis and bro. Would have to say the weather was splendid and I had the perfect people to spend my last day of holiday with. :)
Had a morning dim sum (they call it yum cha here. Will take me some tickets to get used to), and then did a little shopping at Doncaster. Was supposed to bake for them this afternoon, but we didnt have time, so I couldn't bake. :/ Headed to the city for a photoshoot session. And as always, I become the prop person, whereby I had to carry stuff for people and walk around with them while they take pretty pictures. HAHA
Venue? Botanical gardens at Melbourne CBD. My god. The sky way incredibly clear today and the sunset's lightning was magnificent! It definitely added special effects to my pro's photographs. I would have taken some pics on my own, but my n9 decided to die off on me at that strategic time of the day. :( Owh well. At least by being the prop person, I coule act just stand there and watch the sky and true surroundings I was in. Catching a glimpse of the purple sky was undoubtfully the best! It isn't everyday that we get to see the colour purple in the sky!! We could see blue, white, yellow, orange and occasionally, pink. But PURPLE?! Gaaaahhhhh!!!
Had my dose of al dolce freddo's icecream again. OH THE JOY!! I ate so much today, it adds more joy! Hahahahaha!! :D
...
Had a sudden thought that there was no way females could actually save money. It feel like it is impossible to save at all. Females, I would say are high maintenance. There was no way we could resist not shopping for clothes, shoes, bags, accessories. Every shingle time, the temptation will be there, regardless. Though some may have that will power to stop themselves from shopping, it is still undeniable that females are highly maintained. We freggin menstruate every month. Without realising it, there goes money spent on sanitary pads/tampons. Not to forget, make up and all those other good facial products. Those things costs money!!
I mean, look. Guys can survive without shopping for clothes and shoes. They probably care for their car and laptop/desktop even more. But if you ask me, those things are still controllable. In a sense, it does make me understand how guys can actually save more money than girls can. UNLESS the girl is loaded, and that she knows and is capable of storing her savings elsewhere, she could very well be guaranteed a future somehow. It doesn't means girls like that aren't spending as much, they just have the extra cash to save up. :O
Girls can never not shop, at all.
Guys only spend theirs money on big boys toys. And yet we can see girls complaining about boys buying such expensive things when girls themselves are spending equally as much... or maybe even more.
I need to get a job to overshadowmy guilt for spending so much on food. :(
I have definitely gained some weight! :D
...
And then, I had been out for 13 hours. Great day. :)
<3
It's Sunday today, and I spent the whole of Saturday doing things that involved me, myself and I, alongside with the remaining homework I had to do. It passed in daze, practically lazing my way through the day. The much needed time to rejuvenate myself from the out-of-place routine for the previous three days. :)
Today, I spent the day with my sis and bro. Would have to say the weather was splendid and I had the perfect people to spend my last day of holiday with. :)
Had a morning dim sum (they call it yum cha here. Will take me some tickets to get used to), and then did a little shopping at Doncaster. Was supposed to bake for them this afternoon, but we didnt have time, so I couldn't bake. :/ Headed to the city for a photoshoot session. And as always, I become the prop person, whereby I had to carry stuff for people and walk around with them while they take pretty pictures. HAHA
Venue? Botanical gardens at Melbourne CBD. My god. The sky way incredibly clear today and the sunset's lightning was magnificent! It definitely added special effects to my pro's photographs. I would have taken some pics on my own, but my n9 decided to die off on me at that strategic time of the day. :( Owh well. At least by being the prop person, I coule act just stand there and watch the sky and true surroundings I was in. Catching a glimpse of the purple sky was undoubtfully the best! It isn't everyday that we get to see the colour purple in the sky!! We could see blue, white, yellow, orange and occasionally, pink. But PURPLE?! Gaaaahhhhh!!!
Had my dose of al dolce freddo's icecream again. OH THE JOY!! I ate so much today, it adds more joy! Hahahahaha!! :D
...
Had a sudden thought that there was no way females could actually save money. It feel like it is impossible to save at all. Females, I would say are high maintenance. There was no way we could resist not shopping for clothes, shoes, bags, accessories. Every shingle time, the temptation will be there, regardless. Though some may have that will power to stop themselves from shopping, it is still undeniable that females are highly maintained. We freggin menstruate every month. Without realising it, there goes money spent on sanitary pads/tampons. Not to forget, make up and all those other good facial products. Those things costs money!!
I mean, look. Guys can survive without shopping for clothes and shoes. They probably care for their car and laptop/desktop even more. But if you ask me, those things are still controllable. In a sense, it does make me understand how guys can actually save more money than girls can. UNLESS the girl is loaded, and that she knows and is capable of storing her savings elsewhere, she could very well be guaranteed a future somehow. It doesn't means girls like that aren't spending as much, they just have the extra cash to save up. :O
Girls can never not shop, at all.
Guys only spend theirs money on big boys toys. And yet we can see girls complaining about boys buying such expensive things when girls themselves are spending equally as much... or maybe even more.
I need to get a job to overshadowmy guilt for spending so much on food. :(
I have definitely gained some weight! :D
...
And then, I had been out for 13 hours. Great day. :)
<3
Saturday, April 14, 2012
And so, my hundredth post on my mobile goes to a random trip I decided to go to. When I mean random this time, as in I don't know anyone who is actually going. Ha. First time I am actually doing this. Three days. With random people who I don't know. HAHAHAHAHA! I shall see how this turns out. :O
It's a club, the Malaysian society of Monash in Clayton campus. I mean, as random and as much of a stranger around here, I really don't know how will this turn out. Not feeling awkward at all to be honest. Hehe. I guess I screwed the awkwardness shit already. Besides, if I am going to feel awkward throughout the whole three days, then I wouldn't be able to enjoy a thing. Heh. ;)
9.19am, 11th April 2012.
Just throw everything aside, and just let loose. This, is how I would prefer socialising than to go clubbing or any sort. Come to think of it, I am still boggled about the necessity to go clubbing. Even when my sis and her peers says that I would eventually go somehow. Probably not as often as everyone else about my peers, but I will definitely go; they say. Not feeling like I would, but it doesnt seem impossible. I mean, we can't tell the future, can we?
So! First stop was to the mazes. Human mazes. No, I didn't like it. Got me extremely freaked out, thinking that I would never make it out of the maze, and get stuck there forever. That thought is scary, okay? :(
Then we had a semi icebreaking session where people would swap partners in the bus and make new friends. Aha! I just talked random stuff to make the conversation feel unawkward.
Then we had some mini games od futsal and captain ball. I sucked at futsal. Dramatically fell twice, when nobody else fell at all. I wonder what was wrong with my feet l. As though they were disconnected from my brain or something. The game was so fast, only thing you can do is attack. Learned that watching from the sidelines is always better. Hehehehehe. Bleah. Narrowly missed a ball that was coming towards the direction of my head. Good thing I moved out of its way in time. :O otherwise it would be a pretty epic scene.
First time playing futsal, for real. Omg. (Y)
Hot springs at night. I thought I would be freezing to a point where I would be shivering, but NO! Oh the joy. Wearing singlet and a beach shorts, drenched, yet not feeling like I was moments away from being frozen. Nice ahhhhhhhh! :D The hot springs that I dipped into were about 36 to 38 degrees celcius hot. Which is awesome when the temp of surrounding is about 14 or below. Haha! We were probably the noisiest bunch out there today. Oops. Owh well, we were having fun. :) Relaxation for abit. Ahhhhhhhh~
Then we came back to our lodge, gathered at the gathering area, played a little big 2 and there were music, creating some noise in the surrounding. :)
There are wild kangaroos here at the lodge too! Though I really think that they are wallabies, but hey! WILD AUSSIE NATIVE ANIMALS!! :D
Awesome day 1. :)
2.03am, 12th April 2012.
It was a full day event yesterday. Had some politics going on, but yeah, if there is a club with a ranking kinda stuff, there will be politics eventually. And by politics, I include gossiping of members. Hehe.
Well. Shits aside, the day was eventful. :D
Woke up at 8.30am for breakfast. Then we went for jungle trekking. I was so unfit that I was pushing myself to keep up with the rest. From the middle of the group, I ended up at the back of the pack, trailing. :O
Hahaha! Owh well. As soon as we got back from that, we had sponge cake to fill our burned up energy in the stomach. Everybody was done with it, so I had the privilege to eat extra. :P had like 4 slices of sponge cake. Nehehehehe.
We had archery after that. Only three shots per person. Ah damn. I had no strength in my arms! :/ first two arrows were misses, the third one too! It was aimed at bullseye. But noooooooo! It bounced off!! D:
Owh well. :P
Lunch we had burgers. Hahahahaha! We are so well fed here, I just don't feel like going back somehow. :P
Plus the good campany, sigh. :)
Then we had a rope obstacle! There were 14 different rope obstacles to go through, each with different methods and techniques to master; planning, balancing and actually doing it. From the outside, we could simply say, 'ah, that easy!'. But if you never give it a go, you will never know. Never know how challenging it actually is. There was this sideways rock climbing, they call it bouldering(?), definitely had no arm strength to finish it. :( but yeah. The others were fairly alright. With different strategies going into your head as you try to accomplish that certain obstacle. Moving through the rope obstacle requires both strength and brains. Seriously it took everyone a long time to actually get through the whole thing, not including the waiting time, but it was definitely a brainy workout indeed. Would want to try it again today, but my legs are bruised and my arms are pretty much aching at the moment.
Hahaha!! I am soooooo unfit. Tsk.
That night we had campfire at the lodge. Gosh. It was seriously bizarre. Within the circumference of the fire, it literally burns, but once your step out of it, you'll start freezing. I was literally shivering the whole time I was away from the ring of fire. D:
For some reason, last night was seriously cold. I was shivering the whole of last night. :/
They were singing and we played charades. :)
But they started to tell ghost stories. OMG! I had to run away from that. :(
While they were at it, I was sitting in my room with three other room mates.
Once they were done with the ghost story, we went to the barn to start off the drinking game. My first time watching things like that. Hahahahaha! Scared the crap out of me, but hey. Good experience. :)
Beer pong.
Drinking relay (sculling?)
Rodeo.
LMAO! Entertaining, really. Hehehehe. Drunk people everywhere! Most of the guys were drunk, happily high. Some girls were, but the guys were... XD
But the night ended earlier than the night before. Just the thing after a whole day of strenuous activities.
Oh. We did flying fox too! My first time. But it wad only 'mehh'.
:)
Honestly, I am going to miss these bunch of people. Hopefully I'll get to see them around uni sometime in yhe future.
Thank you, <3
10.27am, 13th April 2012.
Camp ended yesterday. But I was too tired to have any waking moments to type this down. :P
I would have to say, the programs were slightly off planned, but seemingly it is their own effort without any help from experts, the camp was successful. :)
We were supposed to have some easter eggs hunting that morning, but because time wasnt allowing the day before, the time was used for the remaining people to have a go on the rope obstacle course.
Came to realisation, we have all gotten much closer to each other as compared to the first day we met up. Probably strangers, the most of us, but the closeness showed when there were more successful passes on that last obstacle, which many failed the day before. Everybody was gathered at that last point, cheering on, giving support, giving advices on how to do it, and cheered for joy when they made it. :D
Last stop; sunny ridge strawberry park.
Went in to pluck some strawberries for my sis and my bro, while I tackled the rest as much as I could during the pickings. Hehehe.
It was home time.
Everybody... Majority was sleeping in the bus. Last few moments before reaching uni, we had people adding friends on facebook and all. :)
Definitely something that I would not want to leave it as a black hole memory. It was a definite worthwhile trip. :D
10.44am, 14th April 2012.
It's a club, the Malaysian society of Monash in Clayton campus. I mean, as random and as much of a stranger around here, I really don't know how will this turn out. Not feeling awkward at all to be honest. Hehe. I guess I screwed the awkwardness shit already. Besides, if I am going to feel awkward throughout the whole three days, then I wouldn't be able to enjoy a thing. Heh. ;)
9.19am, 11th April 2012.
Just throw everything aside, and just let loose. This, is how I would prefer socialising than to go clubbing or any sort. Come to think of it, I am still boggled about the necessity to go clubbing. Even when my sis and her peers says that I would eventually go somehow. Probably not as often as everyone else about my peers, but I will definitely go; they say. Not feeling like I would, but it doesnt seem impossible. I mean, we can't tell the future, can we?
So! First stop was to the mazes. Human mazes. No, I didn't like it. Got me extremely freaked out, thinking that I would never make it out of the maze, and get stuck there forever. That thought is scary, okay? :(
Then we had a semi icebreaking session where people would swap partners in the bus and make new friends. Aha! I just talked random stuff to make the conversation feel unawkward.
Then we had some mini games od futsal and captain ball. I sucked at futsal. Dramatically fell twice, when nobody else fell at all. I wonder what was wrong with my feet l. As though they were disconnected from my brain or something. The game was so fast, only thing you can do is attack. Learned that watching from the sidelines is always better. Hehehehehe. Bleah. Narrowly missed a ball that was coming towards the direction of my head. Good thing I moved out of its way in time. :O otherwise it would be a pretty epic scene.
First time playing futsal, for real. Omg. (Y)
Hot springs at night. I thought I would be freezing to a point where I would be shivering, but NO! Oh the joy. Wearing singlet and a beach shorts, drenched, yet not feeling like I was moments away from being frozen. Nice ahhhhhhhh! :D The hot springs that I dipped into were about 36 to 38 degrees celcius hot. Which is awesome when the temp of surrounding is about 14 or below. Haha! We were probably the noisiest bunch out there today. Oops. Owh well, we were having fun. :) Relaxation for abit. Ahhhhhhhh~
Then we came back to our lodge, gathered at the gathering area, played a little big 2 and there were music, creating some noise in the surrounding. :)
There are wild kangaroos here at the lodge too! Though I really think that they are wallabies, but hey! WILD AUSSIE NATIVE ANIMALS!! :D
Awesome day 1. :)
2.03am, 12th April 2012.
It was a full day event yesterday. Had some politics going on, but yeah, if there is a club with a ranking kinda stuff, there will be politics eventually. And by politics, I include gossiping of members. Hehe.
Well. Shits aside, the day was eventful. :D
Woke up at 8.30am for breakfast. Then we went for jungle trekking. I was so unfit that I was pushing myself to keep up with the rest. From the middle of the group, I ended up at the back of the pack, trailing. :O
Hahaha! Owh well. As soon as we got back from that, we had sponge cake to fill our burned up energy in the stomach. Everybody was done with it, so I had the privilege to eat extra. :P had like 4 slices of sponge cake. Nehehehehe.
We had archery after that. Only three shots per person. Ah damn. I had no strength in my arms! :/ first two arrows were misses, the third one too! It was aimed at bullseye. But noooooooo! It bounced off!! D:
Owh well. :P
Lunch we had burgers. Hahahahaha! We are so well fed here, I just don't feel like going back somehow. :P
Plus the good campany, sigh. :)
Then we had a rope obstacle! There were 14 different rope obstacles to go through, each with different methods and techniques to master; planning, balancing and actually doing it. From the outside, we could simply say, 'ah, that easy!'. But if you never give it a go, you will never know. Never know how challenging it actually is. There was this sideways rock climbing, they call it bouldering(?), definitely had no arm strength to finish it. :( but yeah. The others were fairly alright. With different strategies going into your head as you try to accomplish that certain obstacle. Moving through the rope obstacle requires both strength and brains. Seriously it took everyone a long time to actually get through the whole thing, not including the waiting time, but it was definitely a brainy workout indeed. Would want to try it again today, but my legs are bruised and my arms are pretty much aching at the moment.
Hahaha!! I am soooooo unfit. Tsk.
That night we had campfire at the lodge. Gosh. It was seriously bizarre. Within the circumference of the fire, it literally burns, but once your step out of it, you'll start freezing. I was literally shivering the whole time I was away from the ring of fire. D:
For some reason, last night was seriously cold. I was shivering the whole of last night. :/
They were singing and we played charades. :)
But they started to tell ghost stories. OMG! I had to run away from that. :(
While they were at it, I was sitting in my room with three other room mates.
Once they were done with the ghost story, we went to the barn to start off the drinking game. My first time watching things like that. Hahahahaha! Scared the crap out of me, but hey. Good experience. :)
Beer pong.
Drinking relay (sculling?)
Rodeo.
LMAO! Entertaining, really. Hehehehe. Drunk people everywhere! Most of the guys were drunk, happily high. Some girls were, but the guys were... XD
But the night ended earlier than the night before. Just the thing after a whole day of strenuous activities.
Oh. We did flying fox too! My first time. But it wad only 'mehh'.
:)
Honestly, I am going to miss these bunch of people. Hopefully I'll get to see them around uni sometime in yhe future.
Thank you, <3
10.27am, 13th April 2012.
Camp ended yesterday. But I was too tired to have any waking moments to type this down. :P
I would have to say, the programs were slightly off planned, but seemingly it is their own effort without any help from experts, the camp was successful. :)
We were supposed to have some easter eggs hunting that morning, but because time wasnt allowing the day before, the time was used for the remaining people to have a go on the rope obstacle course.
Came to realisation, we have all gotten much closer to each other as compared to the first day we met up. Probably strangers, the most of us, but the closeness showed when there were more successful passes on that last obstacle, which many failed the day before. Everybody was gathered at that last point, cheering on, giving support, giving advices on how to do it, and cheered for joy when they made it. :D
Last stop; sunny ridge strawberry park.
Went in to pluck some strawberries for my sis and my bro, while I tackled the rest as much as I could during the pickings. Hehehe.
It was home time.
Everybody... Majority was sleeping in the bus. Last few moments before reaching uni, we had people adding friends on facebook and all. :)
Definitely something that I would not want to leave it as a black hole memory. It was a definite worthwhile trip. :D
10.44am, 14th April 2012.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Of crushed dreams and hopes...
Let's see how many crushed dreams I have.
Cheer
Dancing
Singing
Modelling
I have always wanted to be awesome in either one of those.
Pretty sure it's a part of everybody elses dreams too.
Probably not the cheer part, but the other three are pretty common.
Hey! A GIRL CAN DREAM!
Typical.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
At least I have one that has become a reality. :)
Let's see how many crushed dreams I have.
Cheer
Dancing
Singing
Modelling
I have always wanted to be awesome in either one of those.
Pretty sure it's a part of everybody elses dreams too.
Probably not the cheer part, but the other three are pretty common.
Hey! A GIRL CAN DREAM!
Typical.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
At least I have one that has become a reality. :)
We are all competitive in a way. We try to make ourselves the best, be on top of everyone, be the special one out of everyone, be spectacular. Maybe not all of us have that high competitive attitude in us, but deep down somewhere in us, we just want to be a better person somehow. By chance, or by effort, we just want to be better.
But what about those who are actually fighting to be a normal person?
To be accepted by the society is all we wanted. To be rejected would be the worst.
It does make me wonder if everybody is busy being 'awesome', then when will those struggling to even be normal, ever catch up with us? Are we supposed to turn back and help them? Or are we supposed to be ignorant about the fact that they are struggling?
Fact is, some people are very well ahead of everyone else, that those at the back are barely visible to them, probably non-existant for all you know. It is sometimes frightening to know that reality.
If one says; "its the survival of the fittest", does it mean that the world will be inhibited by heartless and cruel people, eventually?
Because at this rate, if one wants to be successful, one has to have the strength, money and whatever luck there is possible. There is no way one would give up everything they have, just to go back to where they first began. All those struggles, all those moments... humanly, it doesn't seem like a very sane thing to do.
Sure we have some rich people out there, trying to help others by flinging money into their faces. Though I wonder, are they doing it for the sake of publisity? Or are they doing it for the sake of helping?
We would no doubt feel empowered by hearing or watching them providing help to those in need, but it really does question me on their sincerity.
*I am not thrashing anyone here, just plainly stating my thoughts.
Looking at things going on around the world, it makes me stop to wonder what are we actually missing. From the bus event I had, with an Austistic person sitting beside me, I realise that there were still plentiful of things that we could not see clearly. For one, I didn't even remember the name of the 'problem' that person had. I was labeling him as mentally retarded. Fact is, he was actually Austistic.
It wasn't until this morning that I realise that it was actually Autism. When I was randomly browsing through YouTube this morning, there were about 3 videos about Autism placed on YouTube' homepage. Something made me click them, and it got me thinking.
The world is moving so fast under our feets. Yes, I said feets. It is NOT a typo.
The moment we slip and fall, we'd be left behind. How many times can one fall? How many times can one find strength to stand up and brace the current and try once more?
What about those who never had the chance to even try?
Don't get me started with animals.
I swear I will eat humans, then.
But what about those who are actually fighting to be a normal person?
To be accepted by the society is all we wanted. To be rejected would be the worst.
It does make me wonder if everybody is busy being 'awesome', then when will those struggling to even be normal, ever catch up with us? Are we supposed to turn back and help them? Or are we supposed to be ignorant about the fact that they are struggling?
Fact is, some people are very well ahead of everyone else, that those at the back are barely visible to them, probably non-existant for all you know. It is sometimes frightening to know that reality.
If one says; "its the survival of the fittest", does it mean that the world will be inhibited by heartless and cruel people, eventually?
Because at this rate, if one wants to be successful, one has to have the strength, money and whatever luck there is possible. There is no way one would give up everything they have, just to go back to where they first began. All those struggles, all those moments... humanly, it doesn't seem like a very sane thing to do.
Sure we have some rich people out there, trying to help others by flinging money into their faces. Though I wonder, are they doing it for the sake of publisity? Or are they doing it for the sake of helping?
We would no doubt feel empowered by hearing or watching them providing help to those in need, but it really does question me on their sincerity.
*I am not thrashing anyone here, just plainly stating my thoughts.
Looking at things going on around the world, it makes me stop to wonder what are we actually missing. From the bus event I had, with an Austistic person sitting beside me, I realise that there were still plentiful of things that we could not see clearly. For one, I didn't even remember the name of the 'problem' that person had. I was labeling him as mentally retarded. Fact is, he was actually Austistic.
It wasn't until this morning that I realise that it was actually Autism. When I was randomly browsing through YouTube this morning, there were about 3 videos about Autism placed on YouTube' homepage. Something made me click them, and it got me thinking.
The world is moving so fast under our feets. Yes, I said feets. It is NOT a typo.
The moment we slip and fall, we'd be left behind. How many times can one fall? How many times can one find strength to stand up and brace the current and try once more?
What about those who never had the chance to even try?
Don't get me started with animals.
I swear I will eat humans, then.
Friday, April 6, 2012
My 98th post on my xperia play since I first downloaded this notes app. Loving it since day 1, right now, it holds treasures, slightly less value than my blog, but hey, it is significant enough. Not too sure if it's taking up huge storage off my cell phone or not. Fingers crossed it doesn't. :)
Its a good day today. A good Friday to be exact. Feeling carefree for abit, despite knowing there is a pile of chores and assignments waiting for me to do them. Mmeehhh. I need a day off, today, it would be that one day.
Now, I shall continue with my ramblings. Grr.
This would be my very first time living with strangers and eventually, I had to learn 'housemate' or 'flatmates' ethics. There is NO WAY where two or more people living under the sane roof, agree with every single thing you do. There is bound to have AT LEAST ONE matter that the others would not like of you, and something about others that you just can't seem to comprehend.
My case would be the fact that one of my housemate communicates with the rest of us using post-its. Initially I thought it was a polite thing to do, trying to avoid conflicts and all. But who puts a set of house keys attached to the bottom corner of your room's door, with an attached post-it on it. I swear if I had not sat on the floor right after I entered my room, I would have been to blind to see it.
Then I have a pair of best friends as my housemates too. What ticks me off about them is that they never clean up after they were done with the kitchen. The dumb me for cooking after them, have to figure out how to wash my own kitchen utensils when they dump everything into the sink. They freggin clog up the whole sink with their stuff and I barely have space to wash my pan. A basin that is split into TWO, one is just the right size for ONE pan, they put their stuff into both of it. 'Why not take it out and put it elsewhere to make space for yourself?', I dont know what they do, but the counter is forever full of their stuff. Mind you, I barely have space to dry my own plates and pans and stuff. I have to squeeze between that small area between the coffee maker and microwave to let my things dry there. Then some bitch would use the coffee mixer and I will find coffee stains on my already washed and dried plates and bowls.
I also have barely enough space to put anything in the freezer. They put bread and chocolates into the freezer. I could only manage to squeeze a small space to put my meat and my seafood.
Pretty sure they don't like me hogging half of the vege compartment in the fridge. I buy too much vege and I kept storing them.
There is this one Pepsi bottle in my fridge compartment. No clue whose that is, but it is definitely raking up some of my fridge space.
I keep my dry food in my room, so that's fine.
No clue why the washing machine leaves yellow mushy stuff on my clothes after washing. Had to wash twice.
Just last night, one of the housemates came and knocked on my room door, asking me to tone down with my noise. I was gaming. HAHA! I admit I was being a little too noisy then, but they weren't sleeping yet, so I went ahead with the noise, until she knocked on my door that is. There was once I was blasting music from my laptop a little too loud, and she was watching tv in the living room. I swear the sound here travels in an amplified manner. I can barely make any noise. :( sucks.
They hog the living room though. Never really felt right to join them there as it feels like I am an intruder to their lives. The living room is like the place where I see or hear them the most. They have so much to talk about every single day. I don't even understand why is there so much for them to talk about everyday like that. Initially I was.intrigued, trying to listen to get myself acquainted with them, but I got lazy. They have got too much to talk, I rather lie down in my room and just chill. The sofa is really comfy though. :O
They made quite a lot of noise sometimes too. But I am alright with noise, not too much on the kitchen hogging part though. I need my space. :/ Well, I never complained to them about anything at all. I just accept it that I am the stranger to the house and I am being the ignorant and selfish one, so I'll just listen. No point telling them off, really.
Yeah. I still feel like the stranger here, but I like my room. Feels like my sanctuary. Could do whatever I wanna do. Singing is an exception. :( damnit. Owh well. All is well, all is well. :)
Its a good day today. A good Friday to be exact. Feeling carefree for abit, despite knowing there is a pile of chores and assignments waiting for me to do them. Mmeehhh. I need a day off, today, it would be that one day.
Now, I shall continue with my ramblings. Grr.
This would be my very first time living with strangers and eventually, I had to learn 'housemate' or 'flatmates' ethics. There is NO WAY where two or more people living under the sane roof, agree with every single thing you do. There is bound to have AT LEAST ONE matter that the others would not like of you, and something about others that you just can't seem to comprehend.
My case would be the fact that one of my housemate communicates with the rest of us using post-its. Initially I thought it was a polite thing to do, trying to avoid conflicts and all. But who puts a set of house keys attached to the bottom corner of your room's door, with an attached post-it on it. I swear if I had not sat on the floor right after I entered my room, I would have been to blind to see it.
Then I have a pair of best friends as my housemates too. What ticks me off about them is that they never clean up after they were done with the kitchen. The dumb me for cooking after them, have to figure out how to wash my own kitchen utensils when they dump everything into the sink. They freggin clog up the whole sink with their stuff and I barely have space to wash my pan. A basin that is split into TWO, one is just the right size for ONE pan, they put their stuff into both of it. 'Why not take it out and put it elsewhere to make space for yourself?', I dont know what they do, but the counter is forever full of their stuff. Mind you, I barely have space to dry my own plates and pans and stuff. I have to squeeze between that small area between the coffee maker and microwave to let my things dry there. Then some bitch would use the coffee mixer and I will find coffee stains on my already washed and dried plates and bowls.
I also have barely enough space to put anything in the freezer. They put bread and chocolates into the freezer. I could only manage to squeeze a small space to put my meat and my seafood.
Pretty sure they don't like me hogging half of the vege compartment in the fridge. I buy too much vege and I kept storing them.
There is this one Pepsi bottle in my fridge compartment. No clue whose that is, but it is definitely raking up some of my fridge space.
I keep my dry food in my room, so that's fine.
No clue why the washing machine leaves yellow mushy stuff on my clothes after washing. Had to wash twice.
Just last night, one of the housemates came and knocked on my room door, asking me to tone down with my noise. I was gaming. HAHA! I admit I was being a little too noisy then, but they weren't sleeping yet, so I went ahead with the noise, until she knocked on my door that is. There was once I was blasting music from my laptop a little too loud, and she was watching tv in the living room. I swear the sound here travels in an amplified manner. I can barely make any noise. :( sucks.
They hog the living room though. Never really felt right to join them there as it feels like I am an intruder to their lives. The living room is like the place where I see or hear them the most. They have so much to talk about every single day. I don't even understand why is there so much for them to talk about everyday like that. Initially I was.intrigued, trying to listen to get myself acquainted with them, but I got lazy. They have got too much to talk, I rather lie down in my room and just chill. The sofa is really comfy though. :O
They made quite a lot of noise sometimes too. But I am alright with noise, not too much on the kitchen hogging part though. I need my space. :/ Well, I never complained to them about anything at all. I just accept it that I am the stranger to the house and I am being the ignorant and selfish one, so I'll just listen. No point telling them off, really.
Yeah. I still feel like the stranger here, but I like my room. Feels like my sanctuary. Could do whatever I wanna do. Singing is an exception. :( damnit. Owh well. All is well, all is well. :)
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
GEORGE HONG!
Thanks to you, I now have a cravings for Gummi Bears that needs to be satisfied.
...
There used to be a time where the only time I write was on tissue papers and rough papers, and they would always end up in the rubbish bins somehow. These were the days, back in high school, during Form4 and Form5. The times where I would find time to write such things would be the moment after I was done with my exam paper and had to sit there staring at the wall until the examination period was over. Other than that, I would randomly sit there and write whenever I felt like it. They all ended up in the rubbish bin, they all did.
What I wrote were basically the exact thoughts I had in my head at that moment. Some other bottled up thoughts would be written out there into the tissue papers too. I would write them extremely tiny, so that peoeple wouldnt be bothered to read what I have written, especially on a tissue paper. It's just weird to write on tissue papers, let alone read from them. Basically, I just felt like expresing myself, yet not wanting people to have a peer into what I was trying to express.
Which I would say, is rather silly at times. Why can't I just write in a book, a diary perhaps? Guess I just didn't feel like doing what eveyerbody was doing. THAT IRRITATING PART OF ME THAT WANTS TO BE REBELLIOUS AND DIFFERENT FROM EVERYONE ELSE. HAHAHHA. yeah. I remember when I was much younger, I thought of having writing into diaries. But something about diaries that stops me from continuing somehow. I guess I hated every single bit of the past that I did. Diary would be a recorded evidence that I had actually done all those ridiculous and embarassing things prior to that present day I was living.
Hrmm... Honestly, that was the exact feeling I felt once I started blogging too. But at least blogging forced me to accept who I was in the past, and look back at how much I have actually grown from it. Which is probably the main reason why I couldnt' stand writing through ten whole years in that one specific blog. I JUST CAN'T!
Even by looking back at my 2011 blog, had a lifespan of only 6 months, it had pretty drastic changes from the first post all the way to the last post altogether. Which, I find rather impressive. HAHAAHHA ANDDDDDD, I had tons of drafts back then in that blog too. I guess there are some things that you really want to talk about yet not share it with the world at the same time.
Why are humans so complicated? :/
...
So. Today I was sitting in the bus and I somehow decided to change seat, closer to the front. Little did I realise, the person seated next to me wasn't normal. He was special, but I don't know what other ways to describe him, other than to use the descriptive words of 'mentally retarded'.
Instantly I felt sad when I saw him there. It got me thinking, 'Shit, would other people be totally freaked out if they realised he was like that? What would they be thinking? What would he be thinking?'. I did not realise him there, until he started flinging his hand around towards something, I felt like something wasn't normal, so I had a glance at him. Mmhmm, he wasn't normal. But he was happy. That was what got me off guard the most. He had this bag of food, and he was happily telling me that he had chocolate cookie in that bag.
Those questions in my head made me felt like staring at him, just to see what he was doing out of curiosity. But at the same time, I didn't want him to think that I think that he was weird, so I just pretended like he was a normal person sitting there.
The moment I got off the bus, then I realised, he was actually travelling on his own. I was actually impressed by that thought that he was travelling on his own. Damn, people here are so independent. If these people were to be walking about the streets of KL, everybody will be giving them that 'OMG YOU ARE SO WEIRD' look. :/
It wasn't the first time seeing people like him. This one was the innocent, happy kind of 'mentally retarded' person. You somehow can sense that he wouldn't do any harm, any how. There was once where I saw one 'crazy' person in a Tram. This one gave me a little creep somehow. Like that sense where he would probably get angry if I were to look at him any longer. :|
People here are so independent. The elderlys, the impaired, and these special people. There was nothing to worry about if they were to linger around all by themselves. It does make me feel proud of their effort somehow.
...
I NEED MONEY TO DO MORE SHOPPING! OMG.
Thanks to you, I now have a cravings for Gummi Bears that needs to be satisfied.
...
There used to be a time where the only time I write was on tissue papers and rough papers, and they would always end up in the rubbish bins somehow. These were the days, back in high school, during Form4 and Form5. The times where I would find time to write such things would be the moment after I was done with my exam paper and had to sit there staring at the wall until the examination period was over. Other than that, I would randomly sit there and write whenever I felt like it. They all ended up in the rubbish bin, they all did.
What I wrote were basically the exact thoughts I had in my head at that moment. Some other bottled up thoughts would be written out there into the tissue papers too. I would write them extremely tiny, so that peoeple wouldnt be bothered to read what I have written, especially on a tissue paper. It's just weird to write on tissue papers, let alone read from them. Basically, I just felt like expresing myself, yet not wanting people to have a peer into what I was trying to express.
Which I would say, is rather silly at times. Why can't I just write in a book, a diary perhaps? Guess I just didn't feel like doing what eveyerbody was doing. THAT IRRITATING PART OF ME THAT WANTS TO BE REBELLIOUS AND DIFFERENT FROM EVERYONE ELSE. HAHAHHA. yeah. I remember when I was much younger, I thought of having writing into diaries. But something about diaries that stops me from continuing somehow. I guess I hated every single bit of the past that I did. Diary would be a recorded evidence that I had actually done all those ridiculous and embarassing things prior to that present day I was living.
Hrmm... Honestly, that was the exact feeling I felt once I started blogging too. But at least blogging forced me to accept who I was in the past, and look back at how much I have actually grown from it. Which is probably the main reason why I couldnt' stand writing through ten whole years in that one specific blog. I JUST CAN'T!
Even by looking back at my 2011 blog, had a lifespan of only 6 months, it had pretty drastic changes from the first post all the way to the last post altogether. Which, I find rather impressive. HAHAAHHA ANDDDDDD, I had tons of drafts back then in that blog too. I guess there are some things that you really want to talk about yet not share it with the world at the same time.
Why are humans so complicated? :/
...
So. Today I was sitting in the bus and I somehow decided to change seat, closer to the front. Little did I realise, the person seated next to me wasn't normal. He was special, but I don't know what other ways to describe him, other than to use the descriptive words of 'mentally retarded'.
Instantly I felt sad when I saw him there. It got me thinking, 'Shit, would other people be totally freaked out if they realised he was like that? What would they be thinking? What would he be thinking?'. I did not realise him there, until he started flinging his hand around towards something, I felt like something wasn't normal, so I had a glance at him. Mmhmm, he wasn't normal. But he was happy. That was what got me off guard the most. He had this bag of food, and he was happily telling me that he had chocolate cookie in that bag.
Those questions in my head made me felt like staring at him, just to see what he was doing out of curiosity. But at the same time, I didn't want him to think that I think that he was weird, so I just pretended like he was a normal person sitting there.
The moment I got off the bus, then I realised, he was actually travelling on his own. I was actually impressed by that thought that he was travelling on his own. Damn, people here are so independent. If these people were to be walking about the streets of KL, everybody will be giving them that 'OMG YOU ARE SO WEIRD' look. :/
It wasn't the first time seeing people like him. This one was the innocent, happy kind of 'mentally retarded' person. You somehow can sense that he wouldn't do any harm, any how. There was once where I saw one 'crazy' person in a Tram. This one gave me a little creep somehow. Like that sense where he would probably get angry if I were to look at him any longer. :|
People here are so independent. The elderlys, the impaired, and these special people. There was nothing to worry about if they were to linger around all by themselves. It does make me feel proud of their effort somehow.
...
I NEED MONEY TO DO MORE SHOPPING! OMG.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Every Tuesday morning. This same thing happens every single Tuesday morning. How much more coincidental can this get? Only thing I can think of at the moment would be that something somewhere is trying to make me learn my lesson. Fact is, I rather not learn from this. What comes after this is almost always ridiculous.
...
I need to buy myself more shorts. Heh. It takes a much shorter time to dry at this current weather we are headed for. Cold wind. It confuses ne if my clothes are properly dry or otherwise.
Cooking has been a method for me to test out my inner cooking 'talent'. Talent would not be the perfect vocab for this context, cooking is more like a way for me to save money. Once a week, I would do my grocery shopping that would normally last me about two weeks. But because I didnt want to feel restricted to the choices if food to cook or even eat, I tend to go grocery shopping every week, just to keep my temptations satisfied. ;) Seriously, food makes me happy!! =')
Though I have this guilty feeling every single time I do my grocery shopping, as though I am spending more than needed. Average weekly grocery shopping would be about... Okay, maybe not average. I shall give a range! 30 to 50 weekly. Yes. The days when I spend 50, I will be feeling guilty. But if brought to reality, I am actually saving much more when I cook at home. One meal could easily eat up 8 dollars; and that is the cheapest to fill my tummy with proper food. At this stage, I would only pay for food if it is big enough to fill my increased appetite since I came here. Hrmmm.
That extreme happiness I get when I finally have good food to fill my desperateness for food, whatever cost that comes with it would be extremely stupendous-ly satisfying. :D
Not to mention free food too. It makes me feel like a leech, but screw that, free food is just... <3. Especially when I am pining my stomach yo save money.
Besides, I think I am getting better at cooking too. Hah! Thanks to my 16 years of standing by the side of the kitchen watching my aunt cook. I admit, there are times where I may be clueless still, but I had a rough idea in how it would turn out to be.
Troublesome part about cooking now, is that I need to plan what I am supposed to cook. (facepalm) It used to be me being all worried that my meal would turn into something nasty that I wouldn't eat afterwards. I learnt to put full attention to what I want to cook, to prevent from starving. Heh. ;)
...
Like I said, what comes after that is completely ridiculous. Same goes to Thursdays. -.-
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I need to buy myself more shorts. Heh. It takes a much shorter time to dry at this current weather we are headed for. Cold wind. It confuses ne if my clothes are properly dry or otherwise.
Cooking has been a method for me to test out my inner cooking 'talent'. Talent would not be the perfect vocab for this context, cooking is more like a way for me to save money. Once a week, I would do my grocery shopping that would normally last me about two weeks. But because I didnt want to feel restricted to the choices if food to cook or even eat, I tend to go grocery shopping every week, just to keep my temptations satisfied. ;) Seriously, food makes me happy!! =')
Though I have this guilty feeling every single time I do my grocery shopping, as though I am spending more than needed. Average weekly grocery shopping would be about... Okay, maybe not average. I shall give a range! 30 to 50 weekly. Yes. The days when I spend 50, I will be feeling guilty. But if brought to reality, I am actually saving much more when I cook at home. One meal could easily eat up 8 dollars; and that is the cheapest to fill my tummy with proper food. At this stage, I would only pay for food if it is big enough to fill my increased appetite since I came here. Hrmmm.
That extreme happiness I get when I finally have good food to fill my desperateness for food, whatever cost that comes with it would be extremely stupendous-ly satisfying. :D
Not to mention free food too. It makes me feel like a leech, but screw that, free food is just... <3. Especially when I am pining my stomach yo save money.
Besides, I think I am getting better at cooking too. Hah! Thanks to my 16 years of standing by the side of the kitchen watching my aunt cook. I admit, there are times where I may be clueless still, but I had a rough idea in how it would turn out to be.
Troublesome part about cooking now, is that I need to plan what I am supposed to cook. (facepalm) It used to be me being all worried that my meal would turn into something nasty that I wouldn't eat afterwards. I learnt to put full attention to what I want to cook, to prevent from starving. Heh. ;)
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Like I said, what comes after that is completely ridiculous. Same goes to Thursdays. -.-
Sunday, April 1, 2012
ooh. GUMMI BEARS!
Have been sleeping on the floor for the past two nights already. For at least an hour before moving back to my bed. I do miss that queen sized bed back at home when I do happen to think of it. It's huge and I could sprawl all over the whole bed; one leg at each ends. :P Stretching while sleeping, how is that not comfortable? Being confined into a small place while your mind is off in millions of directions, didn't feel quite right at all. HAHA
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There is this one thing that I have noticed while I travel in buses around here. During the weekdays, it is very rare to see elderlys on the bus. But I did some travelling on weekends from time to time, and I get amused by the fact that the bus is occupied at least 50% elderlys. Normally during the early hours, but still, >50%. That smile on their faces when they are with their friends, that enthusiastic glow they have when they are travelling alone to somewhere else, it made me smile watching that from the back of the bus. It does take effort for them to travel without a youngster on their tail, it makes me have that somesort of proud moment that they are taking the initiative to get out and find some enjoyment in life. Though they may be slightly clumsy at times, but they look so adorable!
Without fail, when this happens, I can't help but to have a few thoughts about my grandma. :)
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People can never understand my 'dialect/slang' here. I don't know why. Probably speaking to funnily around them.
Owh well. It gets a little annoying when they don't understand a crap I am saying. It isn't as though I am speaking a foreign language to them, just that my pronuntiation is different, very different from theirs. Even from time to time, I don't understand what they were saying. Communication breakdown in the language of English. Can't believe this is actually happening. (FACEPALM) When I see asians, I will automatically switch back to my Malaysian slang. Without realising it. HAHAHA! Until they start replying me in the Aussie accent, then I remembered, 'Oh, right.'
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My Friday gaming days have been disrupted to a point where it could no longer be saved. It brought realisation that things like these are things that would only happen once; the awesome one time, and then everyone will say we will need to have another one, but that 'another one' never comes back. It gets a little frustrating sometimes. Through all those enthusiasm, it all came down to only false hopes. Fact that uni is taking a toll on everyone, it shows pretty dramatically.
Change happens, sometimes too fast where we would be thrown off course for abit, refusing the change. Things will change regardless if you like it or not. hrmmmmm...
It's a transition for sure.
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Did a volunteer work yesterday! For a charity event, save the children... or some crap. Just thought of filling up my days with something to do, and it was a choice well picked. :D Got to interact with some kids and also got to meet new friends. Knowing that I may not meet these people again, I just didn't care what they thought of me. I really didn't care. :O
It was my first time! And I enjoyed it. :)
Then that night I went for an Opera that was showing in uni. I guess I was too tired, I couldn't follow the flow of the whole thing. I was even happy that the female actress finally died in the play. HAHAHAAHH! Pretty sure I wanted it to end as soon as it can so I could come home and get my much needed sleep. :P
But I really couldn't see how people can actually understand the story line when EVERY SINGLE WORD IS SUNG in that opera tone. At least in musical, you have story line and music, but this is a blend of both. It still confuses me on the point of singing every single word. And there was only ONE PART of the whole 2.5hours play where they talked. That was like 10words. I LAUGHED. Quite unstrategically, cause it was the scene where the girl died. HAHAHAHAHAH. oops.
Good experience still. :)
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I need more gummi bears...
Have been sleeping on the floor for the past two nights already. For at least an hour before moving back to my bed. I do miss that queen sized bed back at home when I do happen to think of it. It's huge and I could sprawl all over the whole bed; one leg at each ends. :P Stretching while sleeping, how is that not comfortable? Being confined into a small place while your mind is off in millions of directions, didn't feel quite right at all. HAHA
...
There is this one thing that I have noticed while I travel in buses around here. During the weekdays, it is very rare to see elderlys on the bus. But I did some travelling on weekends from time to time, and I get amused by the fact that the bus is occupied at least 50% elderlys. Normally during the early hours, but still, >50%. That smile on their faces when they are with their friends, that enthusiastic glow they have when they are travelling alone to somewhere else, it made me smile watching that from the back of the bus. It does take effort for them to travel without a youngster on their tail, it makes me have that somesort of proud moment that they are taking the initiative to get out and find some enjoyment in life. Though they may be slightly clumsy at times, but they look so adorable!
Without fail, when this happens, I can't help but to have a few thoughts about my grandma. :)
...
People can never understand my 'dialect/slang' here. I don't know why. Probably speaking to funnily around them.
Owh well. It gets a little annoying when they don't understand a crap I am saying. It isn't as though I am speaking a foreign language to them, just that my pronuntiation is different, very different from theirs. Even from time to time, I don't understand what they were saying. Communication breakdown in the language of English. Can't believe this is actually happening. (FACEPALM) When I see asians, I will automatically switch back to my Malaysian slang. Without realising it. HAHAHA! Until they start replying me in the Aussie accent, then I remembered, 'Oh, right.'
...
My Friday gaming days have been disrupted to a point where it could no longer be saved. It brought realisation that things like these are things that would only happen once; the awesome one time, and then everyone will say we will need to have another one, but that 'another one' never comes back. It gets a little frustrating sometimes. Through all those enthusiasm, it all came down to only false hopes. Fact that uni is taking a toll on everyone, it shows pretty dramatically.
Change happens, sometimes too fast where we would be thrown off course for abit, refusing the change. Things will change regardless if you like it or not. hrmmmmm...
It's a transition for sure.
...
Did a volunteer work yesterday! For a charity event, save the children... or some crap. Just thought of filling up my days with something to do, and it was a choice well picked. :D Got to interact with some kids and also got to meet new friends. Knowing that I may not meet these people again, I just didn't care what they thought of me. I really didn't care. :O
It was my first time! And I enjoyed it. :)
Then that night I went for an Opera that was showing in uni. I guess I was too tired, I couldn't follow the flow of the whole thing. I was even happy that the female actress finally died in the play. HAHAHAAHH! Pretty sure I wanted it to end as soon as it can so I could come home and get my much needed sleep. :P
But I really couldn't see how people can actually understand the story line when EVERY SINGLE WORD IS SUNG in that opera tone. At least in musical, you have story line and music, but this is a blend of both. It still confuses me on the point of singing every single word. And there was only ONE PART of the whole 2.5hours play where they talked. That was like 10words. I LAUGHED. Quite unstrategically, cause it was the scene where the girl died. HAHAHAHAHAH. oops.
Good experience still. :)
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I need more gummi bears...
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