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Monday, June 30, 2008
i am so back from camp.
10:43 pm
Friday, June 27, 2008
alright. so i resolve to be friendly to strangers for the next three days or so. yess. computing camp. im actually going for it. aweessssomeeee. why do i feel this sense of foreboding laced with the sense that this could actually be fun? wait a minute. fun? fun?! the last orientation i remember was umm, somewhat dirty, a little weird cos of all the new faces, a little insane because of all the cheering, more than a little disconcerting because of the mass dance, more than a little brainless, and oh yes. did i forget. it was fun. sorta. *gasp* i said the f-word! goodness gracious me! well yes, i can hardly say i didnt enjoy myself at all without lying now, can i? besides.. *in best dr who imitation voice* unfamiliar faces, raucous laughter, running around do crazy things... awwwww, what could go wrong!
yes, what could go wrong indeed. (did i mention ill have to catch the next episode of dr who on monday instead?) but oh well. let us dwell on happy thoughts. guess what i bought for twelve bucks yesterday. SEVEN WHOLE BOOKS. do they get any cheaper than that? of course, i didnt find what i was looking for, not exactly. im currently itching for book four and i am so not willing to pay something close to twenty for a new copy. especially not after i found out that his name for the evil guy is actually the same as the muslim version of satan. okay, not exactly a huge crime but hello.. you can come up with this whole wonderful story but not get an original name for your Big Bad Being? okay, i wont go any further. i found out recently that robert jordan passed away. *observes a minute of silence* and that the very last book will be written by someone else from his notes. *gasps and tries not to die myself* that is very bad news. how can you do this to me.. i am only on book four! :( :( :( anyways. two bucks a book is the cheapest ive seen so far and it was with very mixed feelings that i realised that there wasnt any robert jordan on sale. more of the usual though. dragonlance series, john grisham, etc. and i saw david eddings, even. two copies of the same book. *shakes head* anyways i got nick hornby, because well, a little bit of laughter has gotta be worth two bucks right.. (three for five, actually) even if i wouldnt part with the actual retail price when ive got absolutely nothing to read. and les miserables, cos umm, i suppose its one of those things you just have to get around to sooner or later.. zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance cos it sounded familiar? and i discarded theroux for something called "the only bush i trust is my own". you have to see the cover to know why i got it. i only wanted theroux cos he used to lecture at nus, after all. and his ideas were nice and imaginative. and various other things. if anyones in need of a read, you know who to call. and of course. i met up with qiyi today. that in itself warrants a celebration, doesnt it. my cheek muscles havent felt more excercised in ages. (did i spell that right?)
hmm i do hope i can get up before eight tomorrow.
12:19 am
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
so long as they pay my fees, or i live under their roof, or basically live off them, they will use it as a bone to pick. do this, or else.... it is easy to forget why i wanted to move out in the first place when things as such arent readily apparent. but dont you know me well enough, do you. i dont want to stay in a hostel that much. and no i dont wanna study computing that much. and no i dont wanna go overseas that much. im sorry, my obedience cannot be bought. if you wont pay for it then i will. if you could, then i bloody can too alright? i wont beg for your funding then have to live down the next couple of decades being told that i was too soft to make it on my own. it makes not much of a difference, really. this year or next. computing or psychology or whatever. i mean, yeah, it would save my brains a lot of rotting if i started this year, and it would be somewhat more interesting doing something not computing-related but i dunno. it doesnt really matter. the wheel weaves as the wheel wills, i suppose. and all roads lead to rome so what difference does it make anyways. dont you know by now, that apathy is the best defence. its sad, maybe. worth pity, even? i dunno.
11:20 pm
and i cannot even deign to imagine why and how on earth we could have missed the fun, the cheeky playfulness, the breath-being-taken-away-with-a-sparkle-in-the-eye in britten's playful pizzicato. too engrossed in the notes we were. or i was, at least. rushrushrush. wondering if id make it for the next note, all because i couldnt be bothered to learn a better way of pizzing. rawr. that is such rubbish.
10:00 pm
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
i really, really do not know what to make of my parents sometimes. they keep changing their minds about down under. like seriously. please just stick to one. i wouldnt mind if they made up their minds once and for all no. ill just.. do computing i suppose. after all, whats all the recent brainwashing been for anyways. now theyre asking if umel offered any scholarship, or waivers and stuff. hohoho. joke of the century. like im not the last person anyone would offer a scholarship to? anyone who did would have to be at least slightly off the rocker. not that i wouldnt just take it tho. hurrhur.
anyways. Aujourd'hui, je vais au theatre. hahaha. i am super sure the grammar is wrong somewhere. anyways, yay. cant wait to enter that closed space again.
3:14 pm
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
methinks, im swearing off clubbing for a while. that day/night was a little freaky. while im at it i should probably go on a detox or sth huh.
7:34 pm
Monday, June 09, 2008
and blimey, look what ive found. a food blog called... *drumroll* jugalbandi! goodness me, wow!
omgomgomg its all in! an hour in another world! someone tell me im crazy.
just three words. oh. my. goodness. okay, make that five. ohmygoodnessgraciousme? i mean, yeah well nice try but with a little more style can? like seriously. but check out the info anyways, the part where it says who its by. is it any wonder my eye muscles are going into overdrive right now? (no offense meant, really.)
anyways omg i just had the funniest evening in a long time. many thanks to JESSIE though, for giving me the whole idea, what with her family day thingthing and all. it was positively insane, i tell you. i got us all to settlers, which was a strange enough thing in itself cos you would never imagine my parents there.. my mum, was positively hi-la-rious i tell you. some of the stuff she did were really waay classic. sure to make it into those long-running jokes which arent that funny afterall but they just keep getting retold like forever. like the pizzaman non-joke. and the time we were in vietnam rachel and i were convincing our parents to let us buy this dunno-what drink for US$1 and we were doing this insane vietnamese accent like US one do-llah, one do-llah only. it was so funny they had to let us buy it. my bottle is still gathering dust on my shelf, way past its expiry date. dont really know what to do with it heh. doesnt feel right throwing it away.
anyways. waiting for the last part of the latest dr who episode to be uploaded by some wonderful bloke halfway across the world. Lwoblet you rock my socks! it just sucks a teeny little bit that we're 8 hours ahead of uk over here. cant wait. it would be pretty darn cool to work for bbc. waay cool.
1:55 am
Friday, June 06, 2008
you know. i wish there were better laws protecting foreign domestic workers here, ie. maids. i mean like, here i am at home, and i cant do anything, cos im like not paying her salary and all. its like, its a contract man. you cant just break it like that, whether employer or employee. its not that theyre not hardworking k. you, are just being anal, perfectionistic, and control-freak-ish. is it any indication to you at all, that none of the last i dunno how many lasted their entire term here? oh, oh yeah. i forgot. there's something called coincidence. and of course, pure bad luck. oh yes, musnt forget your altruistic side as well. you do take in those rejected by other employers too, sometimes. but come off it. you know, if it were just the work alone, it wouldnt be half as bad, would it. its rather more than that. remember that saying, sticks and stones may break my bones but words will break my spirit? (or something like that at least) it is the constant reminder that you, are just a maid. you, are not paid to think. you, cannot do simple household chores to with a sense of respoonsibility ie. to my towering, near-impossible standards. and omg. you cant even do these simple household chores right! omg, how... dumb does that make you? something close to very? okay, no. not in these exact words. but still. even in slightly nicer sounding words, drummed in day-in-day-out somethings gotta give. imagine. foreign environment, no companionship for most of the time, practically no time for adaptation, training back there barely prepares you for whats in stores, few avenues of help. is it any wonder that they start doing stuff thats unacceptable? and besides, wth. for 300+ what do you expect. i wish there were something i could do.
anyways. sometimes i wonder just what my dad does in his job. mangoes sent from malaysian royalty, running with sm goh, tv interviews. wow anyone?
11:04 pm
Thursday, June 05, 2008
am i really gonna do that thing then. :/ sarks. like, alot. but oh wells. thank the powers that be, after some testing of the mathematical waters, i figure that not everything from a level math has been flushed from my brain yet. but still.. say yes to my appeal, pretty please? oh yesh, only consolation is, at the end of it all, id be able to fully understand (and maybe even really appreciate) what those nerdcore guys are going on about.
anyways. thank goodness for youtube. dr who really really rocks my socks. moi chausette. and i suppose various other articles of clothing as well. british humour is like, so. darn. farnee. i cant stand it. but yeah well, he can be sentimental too at times, the doctor. he said:
i'm burning up a supernova just to say goodbye.
:( anyways.
my mum just warned me: "one day your ears all gone" but i think its started. going deaf i mean. its scarey, but im like not doing anything about it. shucks.
11:55 pm
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
oh goggledygogg. i cant stand british humour. can you hear that sound? its my toes giggling! dr who rocks my socks man. one day im gonna step into bbc studios and check it all out.
11:11 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.