Yuine's Various Complexes

now walk.

2012-01-04T01:17:00.002+08:00

Now hear my love for you.

I'm excited to be alive. Even in the depths of misery, I revel in the feeling because I am alive and I just know I'll get out even stronger. (I'm not in misery right now, much unlike Adam Levine's lamenting over his girlfriend mauling him on the street. Har dee har for unnecessary reference to music videos.)

I'm excited about several things this year. One of them being the movies that will be coming out. First off the top of my head is The Avengers.

I have made a resolution to continue and improve my slow and gradual shift to healthier sleeping times. I sleep at about an average of 2 AM nowadays and while many might balk at that hour, believe me when I say that's an improvement from my previous sleeping habits. Now due to obligations, I have to wake up early every day so hopefully the long days will cause me to fall asleep easily by 11 PM to 12 AM.

Now it is already 1:15 AM :/

when you're in the world :)

2011-12-04T16:41:00.001+08:00

How wonderful life is...

My dad was telling me about one of his housemates during his time studying in Australia. Every time he took a shower, this housemate would carry a small amount of Fab in his palm to the bathroom. If you forgot what Fab is (considering the myriad of brands we have now)...

This is Fab. It is a concentrated laundry detergent.

And this housemate would use Fab to wash his hair to get a fresh scent...

I laughed and said oh my goodness that's so weird! My dad mock-whispered to me: "Don't tell anyone this...he was Malaysian, too!"

****

I ate the softest fluffiest and most delicious buns today - homemade and hot from the oven. I'd say I'll post up pictures and ingredients and how to make them, but I know that's not going to happen, and if you're familiar with this space, you'll also know that's not going to happen :P

****

P.S.: That housemate was probably trying to save money.

on the line

2011-11-26T23:04:00.000+08:00

And it was your heart...

A while ago, while waiting for the lift to arrive after saying goodbye to Michele for what might possibly be the last time, I was feeling melancholic as I looked out of the window toward Melbourne city. I love the picture that a city lit up for the night makes. I stood staring - transfixed, really - for moments, for once glad that the lift was slow in reaching me. My heart clenched and unclenched.

I was brought back to that feeling I had in 2008, on my first night on exchange in Japan. Touched down in Narita International Airport, Tokyo. I swear, guys, the feeling you get when you finally reach the place you've been yearning to go...

I had been longing for Japan for ages and when I finally got settled down under the comforters of the hotel bed, I could hardly sleep for the thumping in my chest and the looping echo in my head: "I'm in Japan. This is my first night in Japan. I'm really here." I crawled out of bed and went to sit at the window sill looking at the night lights and the winking headlights of cars moving along the maze of roads. My heart swelled and my body felt like I couldn't contain it. According to books, that's what falling in love feels like. Well, I suppose I will forever be at least a little bit in love with Japan.

***

The view of a very familiar street - Swanston Street, Melbourne CBD's busiest.

Photo credit to kyspeaks.com

The picture above was taken from the same building that I've stayed in for the past two years. That street you're looking at, I've walked down it many times now. I've headed to Woolies in Queen Victoria Village (affectionately known as QV), walked to Melbourne Central to catch trains, sat on the grass in front of the State Library, countless suppers in Chinatown, took a trundling tram up and down Swanston Street... I'm moving elsewhere for the remaining semester I have in Melbourne. A semester's really only about five months. Five months left in Melbourne! Wow. That's...

...really short.

there it is, the :3

2011-11-12T15:03:00.000+08:00

What is this cuteness, seriously. What.

and gone

2011-11-08T17:42:00.000+08:00

Gee thanks for your dishonesty and veiled suggestions and non-help. I really should have realised from seeing it happen to others.

Just one of those times where I don't have the energy to brush it off and make excuses for others. I am disappointed, and I don't feel like negating that today.

Sigh, there I let it out. Diffusive.

a dream that keeps waking me

2011-11-01T21:43:00.000+08:00

Love is really nothing but...

excuse me adam levine wtf r u doin

2011-10-31T14:15:00.001+08:00

Nothin much just chillin out with this wall here with my arms over my head

How (not) to do an essay

2011-10-31T09:07:00.000+08:00

Friday
10:00 am Received notification on the release of essay questions
7:30 pm Sit down to start reading up for essay
(unaccounted passage of time)
11:00 pm Finished one reading

Saturday
12:20 am Finished clipping nails wtf
12:30 am Open Word doc and type an unfinished sentence
12:56 am Panic over iChat, wailing to friend
1:19 am Stress - nothing else done yet hahaha such is my life
2:11 am Found one useful point - that's about 10 words (a sentence) covered
3:04 am Laugh at ridiculous pics of James McAvoy
5:37 am 394 words written out of 2200 words. FML? YEAH! Sleep.
9:37 am Wake up2:17 pm 25% of first leg of this mighty journey down
2:30 pm Start compiling stuff for the next part
8:30 pm 50% work done. Dinner break.
10:00 pm Back to work
11:00 pm Shower.

Sunday
12:30 am Start reading stuff for next part.
2:47 am Screw it I'm gonna sleep. [no work done on next part]
9:00 am Wake up, breakfast
9:40 am Start reading again -__-
2:00 pm Lunch
3:00 pm Read stuff
3:30 pm Google Chris Evans' Captain America photos....oh my.
(passage of time unaccounted for)
5:50 pm Stalk people
6:30 pm 'Procrastinator's Dinner', i.e. cook and eat dinner although not hungry
7:45 pm Google the existence of unwrinkled raisins (they don't exist, but some people are convinced they can be found....one day)
8:36 pm Decide that by 9:00 pm must start writing and end at 12:00 am, then do editing
8:45 pm Start Googling how to write a paper in one night - browse several articles on how to create a conducive homework space for your child
9.10 pm Beat fruit ninja highscore!
10:53 pm Introduction written
11:05 pm 167 words out of 1100 words into the essay.
11:06 pm Play a round of fruit ninja, get awarded perfectionist award AND beat highscore
11:10 pm Back to work, i.e. reading materials and playing jigsaw with arguments(work interspersed with copious amounts of visits to twitter and Facebook)

Monday
2:00 am Sudden realisation that my argument is FUNDAMENTALLY WRONG; this is....SPARTAAA! RAWRRRR; panic attack; demobilise current plan; fall back and regroup! FALL BACK AND REGROUP!
2:10 am Remobilisation with increased vigour (reconstructing base argument like a baus)
5:40 am 10 minute nap
5:50 am Resume work
7:10 am Begin clean up!
8:10 am Nap
8:50 am Resume edit
9:20 am Nap
9:30 am Resume edit
9:50 am Submit a respectable 10 minutes before deadline
10:04 am Discover error

But it was minor. I mean, how bad can a grammatically incorrect sentence highlighted in green be right? Right. Good morning!

How the heck did I miss out the neon green highlight when I scrolled through....multiple times?

So yes. Above timeline is NOT a continuous account of my activities, but a random account (i.e. whenever I remembered that I was keeping this list, I'd just jot down whatever I happened to be doing at that time). My productivity on Saturday was BAUS-like but on Sunday it seemed like all I wanted to do was listen to Led Zeppelin and AC/DC and Glee and Baby (yes, the Bieber Baby) and hop around the internet.

**************

Two interesting points...

Uno
Did you know that in zen mode, you get a 'Perfectionist Award' for restarting the fruit ninja game several times in a row because you missed a fruit? I was killing time, like one does when a paper is due, by trying to slice EVERY SINGLE FRUIT and I restarted like 3-4 times in a row then...voila! Perfectionist award.
(bonus interesting fact: this happened in the toilet. yup. baus.)

No DOS
Here is a link to a student guide on writing a term paper in one night: http://studenthacks.org/2007/10/30/term-papers/

...and one more interesting point

Tres
♬♪♫ I know you want me, you know I want you, I know you want meeee~~♫♪♬

uno no dos tres!

but my heart's on fire

2011-10-28T06:55:00.001+08:00

My hands are cold...

Now that, was definitely not a night of sweet dreams. Bittersweet, maybe. Sad, maybe. After wiping away ghosts of tears, though...Good morning!

Things I'll be doing:
Study
Eat
Shower
Sleep
Buy Milo

And lastly, a haiku:

Morning wake-up shower
Tentacled wad of wet hair by the drain
And I think: "Disgusting."

maps out!

2011-10-26T08:41:00.002+08:00

Wake up, and smell my cup of coffee :)

To that guy who looked like ryan ross from the side: i wish i had just ditched the crazy ass lunch hour lines to stalk you in real life. oh wait...that's what i stalkerishly did. but i lost sight of you once you exited union house. i also lost my place in the queue. woe is me.

hey

2011-10-20T10:15:00.001+08:00

After the morning where I made a mistake in a split second decision, it is good to make a decision now that is for the better. Now I made a decision to let it go and start afresh again. Sometimes we keep on making mistakes, in thought or action, but instead of dwelling on it and sinking deeper into contemplation...start afresh. Let that mistake go and make the right one the next time :)

windows

2011-10-13T18:15:00.001+08:00

#1
A short memory of that one night at church camp, sleeping in sleeping bags in the worship hall.

#2
Taylor Swift. (Interpret however you may.)

#3
Hair.

#4
Today was a shitty day, if you really care to know. Self, stop expecting cuz expectations only give people room to hurt you or for yourself to feel hurt when you realise you weren't on the same page. For what it's worth, at least I'm not blathering all over Facebook about how crap I'm feeling.

*deflates

Can't wait for sunrise now.

flashbang

2011-10-07T10:49:00.002+08:00

Thus far in 2011 I have had only two horrible salad encounters. I am sitting here contemplating the numero uno worst salad purchase of 2011. I must say forefront that it is not the salad in itself that is terrible, but more that my decision to purchase this salad was stupid. This also applies to my second-worst salad purchase of 2011.

The second-worst salad purchase which occurred earlier this year was a black-eyed peas [har! half prawn. it's okay if you don't get this digression.] salad which I bought because I missed breakfast and was starving after one of my classes. The salad was at first pretty okay but soon turned a little unappetising after consuming one-third of it. What a waste of AUD 6.90.

Today's salad is a rice salad. Very refreshing: wild rice, carrots, capsicum, raisins, fruit bits and green salad leaves. I barely ate one-eighth of it before labeling it my worst salad purchase and thinking mournfully of my AUD 6.90. This is because...I was no where near hungry when I decided to buy this salad. I was just attracted to it because it was colourful and I lingered too long near the salad bar, causing me to be 'pukau'-ed into forking out that ten-dollar bill.

Sad face.

FMDM.

(DM = decision making)

2011-09-26T23:49:00.001+08:00

So I had a great first week of holidays, ending with a weekend trip to Mornington. Many beautiful photos were taken, with a lot of the gorgeous ones taken at the beach!

I'll post up photos later, maybe (or it's more likely to find them on Facebook, actually).

Now I'm supah tired. Goodnight!

sleight of hand

2011-09-20T00:05:00.001+08:00

I handled my charm with time and...

There's this family friend of ours, an Aunty, who has the idea that girls should dress demurely. Especially so when going to college. The few times she would accompany my mum to pick me up from college, she would sigh or click her tongue in annoyance, saying things like, 'Aiya, see! All wear shorts and singlet! You think you all are going to the beach?'

Well, yeah, I'm going to the beach ;)

You don't see it in the picture, but my outfit was complete with a floppy felt hat (which was later blown into the sea and retrieved with a lot of screaming). In fact, I didn't take a photo with my floppy hat although I did wear it! :(

It was a perfect day for the beach! Sun, wind, great company and beach boys.

Joey & Elisa!

Our group had a male to female ratio of 1:8

Elisa!

Mutton Stew Noodles @ Noodle Kingdom

It was a really fun day - lots of sunshine and smiles, a beautiful breeze and a great bunch of people. Spontaneity brings joys like this. A simple text saying, 'wanna go to the beach? :)' can lead to a day in the sun and end with delicious noodles in Chinatown.

But of course you have to be on spring break also lar lol.

Sleepy. Goodnight! :)

young style

2011-09-18T21:47:00.000+08:00

We don't care about the young folks, talking 'bout the...

There's this massive laundry pile waiting for me in my room. But that's okay because long as I avoid my room, I don't have to look at it yet. (This is also a telling point on the level of Stubborn I have; Chris pointed out that by the time she finished chewing her mouthful of rice, I could have dumped my laundry in and started the machine, to which I shifted in my chair and turned my body towards my room, before saying, "No. Doing laundry defeats the idea of 'bumming'.")

I'm on my second last pair of clean underwear though, so I'll have no choice but to get some laundry done by tonight. Yeah you all definitely needed to know this har har har.

That was three prawns in a row.

I just wanna loll about in bed/on the couch while I get over the numbness of the stress of the past few weeks before I have to get up and plan out my weekend (which is going to be supah busy as well). (This was typed on Friday.)

While browsing in Sportsgirl, The Kooks' new song 'Junk of the Heart' came on the radio :) :)

Weird dream: I had to start crash-training for a marathon that I had to run within the next three days. Very stressful.

Hope ya'll had a great weekend!

quick pull trigger

2011-09-11T21:49:00.001+08:00

And the sleight of my hand is now a...

The original video doesn't allow playback on Blogger I think. So just click here for the original video.

Never fails to get me whistling (or attempting to whistle, since I really just kinda end up hissing -_-)

I know

2011-09-07T22:21:00.002+08:00

I know this might come off a little mean, but it's the truth and many of us have come to realisations such as this before.

So I was halfway through devouring this bag of chips right? I was (am) so stressed that I kept munching even though the salty crisps were making me feel physically ill. Then I clicked to Facebook and saw a newsfeed update by an old acquaintance and she was not looking good. I don't know if it's a change of lifestyle (i.e. working life) or what. But anyway.

I thought, hmm. I can't go back to being fat, no matter how little support I have ever gotten in my bid to attain/maintain my ideal weight.

So I vowed not to eat so much crap anymore.

Hah.

p.s. Thank you Accenture. Not just for the info session, but also for the fact that your presence gave us the chance to have a long forgone Malaysian dinner. Oh, and let's not forget the free blue ink pens, because free pens are, more often than not, black. Good on ya :)

daydream believer

2011-09-05T17:32:00.002+08:00

Oh what can it mean to a...

I wanted to post this up on Facebook, but even I felt silly about it so I'll just say it here. I wish I could sit at a desk facing a mirror so that I can see my beautiful red Macbook gleaming back at me. There I said it. Moving on.

Today was a beautiful day. Too bad I can't laze around, rolling on the grass. But what I did was take a 2.5 hour nap with the window open and the blinds turned just so that they let in little rays of sunlight. Cooling and just a little hint of warmth. I slipped into bed after changing into a pair of shorts, feeling the cool cotton of my comforter slide along my legs and the metal of my shirt buttons press against my tummy. The sheets were dry and had a little scratchiness to it. My nap was perfect.

And now it's 7:30 pm fml why can't time pause when you're sleeping.

And even if time ain't really on my side
It's one of those days for takin' a walk outside

Darac Grill & Bar

2011-09-01T15:55:00.004+08:00

Visited a little Korean place for lunch today with Chris and Carmen! Lunch was laid back and chatty, and the food was to my liking. I had yaki noodles with beef bulgogi and gyoza salad for AUD 9.50, regular sized. Portions were reasonable, but not as big as Rose Garden or Menya's portions.

Shamelessly copy-pasted off Melbourne Gastronome

Headed off to a university event after lunch. Now gotta do work!

heart of a little raver

2011-08-26T00:21:00.004+08:00

I know you, pengting. You've got the...

A little bird passed my way today, bringing news about a once upon classmate from once upon a time. I was intrigued by a momentary realisation that I never knew this person for the person she truly was - what was she really like?

I remember days in class laughing like there was no end to our days within the four blocks of building that made up our school. Petty sulks made up within the span of recess. Being rough and tumble-ready; uneven and unpolished at the edges. Days that felt like it was going to be great and days that dragged unbelievably long in the heat of noon. Many of us were heros then, strong and forward, rebellious and proud - the kind of invincibility that only youth allows.

What has become of the girl I was? I laugh at the childishness of my acts, the silliness of my words - but I envy her open heart and easy confidence. Her days spent laughing boisterously, perhaps a little too loud, and never elegant - but it was unchartered glee and long lasting happiness. I feel old as each year passes, widening this chasm between her and I fear she'll never catch up with me.

Now back to this once upon classmate of mine - here's a short story from once upon a classroom. She headed up to the front of the classroom, looked straight out at us and gave a greeting. Her delicate hands gestured demurely, palms up. Her words were light as air, but clear and confident. She spoke about friendship and it was an immensely pleasant four minutes. The class clapped and so did I. 'This, class, is how you give a speech! Good job!' Later, my retro-cool English teacher would tell me that she was of 'real lady' material.

I was never a public speaker - my speech before hers was not thought through, unsurprisingly. Neither was I lady material at all; I was what I now identify as the cusp of the most tomboy-ish phase of my life...a phase that would last a good four years and little more. And all I could do during this short exchange about 'lady material', was laugh in agreement and think, 'I'd never want to be a lady if it meant I had to smile demurely and sit delicately in chairs and have soft gentle hand gestures'. I think my body and my soul was simply not meant for that.

I can feel it in you. Bang-bang-slide.

this place

2011-08-23T16:00:00.004+08:00

Something, something about...

When did it become so hard to speak? When we became more mature and learnt not to show our hearts where the world can see? When we learnt to suck it up and keep it all in? When we learnt to filter and hit backspace?

I heard a certain piece of advice once, and I thought it was sound. But then think about this - does it keep you sane?

i'll show you

2011-08-21T21:06:00.003+08:00

Take me by the tongue and...

I am so blessed, and most people around me are so blessed as well. Our circumstances allow us food, education, protection, health, freedom, shelter - at least much more than a lot of other people around the world. I don't personally know anyone deprived of the basics we take for granted, nor have I met anyone in such a situation. I read about such plights on the news but how can I even begin to pretend to understand?

I want to help people. Maybe in the future, the paths I choose will bring me somewhere in that direction. In the meantime, I think I need to count my blessings and appreciate them more.

blip

2011-08-20T17:25:00.003+08:00

Just wanted to say...

that my red Mac hard case is smokin' hot.

I'd whistle at it.

swallowed in the sea: a pretentious interpretation

2011-08-17T20:47:00.001+08:00

You cut me down a tree and brought it back to me

And that's what made me see where I was going wrong

You put me on a shelf and kept me for yourself

I can only blame myself, you can only blame me

And I could write a song a hundred miles long

Well that's where I belong and you belong with me

And I could write it down or spread it all around

Get lost and then get found or swallowed in the sea

You put me on a line and hung me out to dry

Darling, that's when I decided to go see you

You cut me down to size and opened up my eyes

Made me realise what I could not see

And I could write a book, the one they'll say that shook the world

And then it took, it took it back from me

And I could write it down or spread it all around

Get lost and then get found and you'll come back to me

Not swallowed in the sea

And I could write a song a hundred miles long

Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me

The streets you're walking on, a thousand houses long

Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me

Oh, what good it is to live with nothing left to give

Forget but not forgive, not loving all you see

Oh, the streets you're walking on, a thousand houses long

Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me

Not swallowed in the sea

You belong with me, not swallowed in the sea

Yeah, you belong with me

Not swallowed in the sea

;Swallowed in the Sea - Coldplay

And you belong with me... Shuffle brings you songs you haven't heard in a while. And sometimes a certain song catches you at a certain moment and you just feel like, hey, why haven't I noticed you?

Anyone up for a bit of *~interpretation~*? I'm going to give it a shot.

I think it is a love song, and it is tinged with regret. I think the protagonist realises one day that he hasn't been appreciative enough, taking the other for granted. He finds out that he has been taking and taking, the other has been loving and giving. They come to heads about this, and the protagonist hears things that he's never thought about before - and his ignorance causes the other to let him back out to the metaphorical sea. He sees now how selfish he was. He can apologise how much he wants ('write a song a hundred miles long'), he could apologise in as many ways as he can find ('write it down, spread it around') - but what will come of that; he could just be ignored ('get lost'), he might be taken back ('get found'), he could just be another fish 'swallowed by the sea' again, i.e. just friends. The protagonist loves the other, he realises, and he wishes they were still together, because only with absence does he realise that the other used to occupy a perfectly fitting spot in his heart.

Another interpretation I would take about the line 'And I could write a song a hundred miles long, well that's where I belong and you belong with me': he could a write a love story/envision a future together, and that's where he belongs (in the future and/or in love) and believes the other belongs with him in that future.

Yet I also just thought, maybe this loved one has died. He was so in love with this other, this person held his heart...he was spoiled for anyone else, and well he doesn't fault her - it was he who fell so deeply. The times that they spent together felt like a beautiful love story, fit for a book ('shook the world'). But then the world took it away, it took the other away. He might even blame himself for the death, he might feel like he should be with her too, not walking this world alone.

LOL. So was that too literal? Give me your take on it, if you'd like.

coming down

2011-08-15T23:19:00.002+08:00

Think of me when you're...

So just some things off the top of my head:

This morning I woke up and the first thing I did was head straight for the shower. I just felt like I wanted nothing more than to shower. Then I sat down with my hair wrapped up in a towel turban-style. Two hours later, I went to the kitchen to make a hot mug of Milo. At one point I was looking for a cloth to dry my hands, and I remembered that I had my towel on top of my head. So I reached up and dried my hands on my toweled head. HAHAHA! That made me giggle.

I have a renewed respect for teachers. Some things we take for granted now, like the ability to do fractions...how did we learn them last time? Our teachers taught us, of course, but they sure did a good job of it since we can remember how to do them now. It is pretty hard to teach someone fractions, I realised today. Maybe it's just because I'm not trained? I'm sure qualified teachers get some sort of training in teaching concepts. Or maybe I'm just not meant to teach -_-

About 6 hours ago, I was feeling relaxed and calm. I was eating a yummy dinner of steamed minced pork and beloved broccoli while watching Half-Blood Prince. I often watch something while eating, but that doesn't necessarily mean I finish the whole movie - more often than not I just stop watching when I am ready to get up and clear the table. As for today's dinner movie, I watched till the part where Dumbledore shows Harry his first memory of Tom Riddle.

Was initially gonna join Chris, Eric and Wai Yee for pizza-making at (somewhere - can't remember), but earlier today decided not to go because I thought I'd do my readings for tutorial. After I got home about 6 pm, I felt like I just wanted to chill (this is bad...) and spend some time alone. Hahaha as if I have been spending time with people. But you get the gist, just wanna kick back and chill. So I stretched out on the couch with my laptop, wrapped in a throw. (Chris got the set-top box thing that enables us to receive digital channels!). Then the pizza making gang came by because the oven at (somewhere) was not working! So we made pizza, and it was super fun!!!

Seriously y'all, make your own pizza! I missed out on making the pizza dough for the base cause they made it before coming over...but rolling out the dough, spreading your own base and putting the toppings then seeing it go into the oven and coming out golden and smelling awesome: EEEEEEEEEE! :D

I need to take a shower now. Smell like pizza.

papa was a rodeo

2011-08-14T12:46:00.001+08:00

Before you kiss me, you should know...

Maybe it's too early to say, but I think I will be cutting my hair short within the next two months! See how I've given myself such a long time frame to change my mind? I'm scared, but yeah, I've been wanting to cut my hair for a while now, so now I'll just try to see if I can find a length that suits me...and see how that goes. If I find something that might look good, I'll do it..............

....

...

I hope. *gathers guts*

afternoon coil roil boil

2011-08-12T12:34:00.006+08:00

Sometimes, we just don't have time for everyone. You could see it one way, 'You're not bothering to make the time. Excuses!' or another, 'If I were to make time for every person...well, can anyone spread themselves so thin?'. Especially when I feel that there isn't much of me I have or want to spread around. I'm so anti-social sometimes.

Anyway, the first tutorial I had today was nice, because I think my tutor's kinda cute. You know how I have a weakness for intelligence (of most sorts). After another lecture, the rest of the afternoon was spent hanging out with Leland. We went to Manchester Press on Ranklin Place, along Little Bourke. I know Chris wanted to bring me there, but we were out of coffee places to go, so I suggested checking out that place (sorry Chris, we can still go because I didn't try their bagels today!) It was a artsy (hipster!) and located in an unassuming alley, so it was quite a fun experience. Met another OCF-er there and he looked very rightfully placed (hipster!).

Not going to OCF today. Going to a steamboat dinner. Waiting to leave. Soon.

unbreakable

2011-08-09T10:27:00.000+08:00

Blue blue eyes! So pretty!

So there's this guy in one of my tutorials. He's really cute. And as usual, I'm writing about him on my blog cuz I'm an awkward child whose meek 'Thanks for the chocolate.' went unnoticed. (He shared his tiny bar of chocolate with 3 of us, and I was the only one who took a piece -_-)

Hahaha so fun! The new semester has truly begun!

runnnnnnn

2011-08-08T02:13:00.003+08:00

Need a new pair of sport shoes. For running.

Okay, not need. Not just 'want' either.

I just...it's just time.

I don't think I'm doing a good job at convincing anyone that it's not just a want.

first thing

2011-08-06T09:59:00.001+08:00

It's still 11:59, so, GOODMORNING!!!!

this is

2011-08-06T00:47:00.004+08:00

It is now 3 hours into Saturday, and I shall begin this post by saying that I will not be going to Footscray tomorrow because I am suffering from a build up of sleep debt. I'll just substitute with a gym session.

Friday

8:30 am iPod daily alarm fml. Woke up with pounding head. Attempt to go back to sleep failed.

9:00 am Mobile phone alarm fml. (repeat every 10 mins x 3)

9:30 am Shower + brush teeth.

9:55 am Late!

10:05 am While walking realise that I don't know where my first class is.

10:10 am Bailleu library to check up timetable, set up internet connection on Mac (tears of sweet happiness)

11:00 am Class.

2:00 pm Time wasted.

3:30 pm Coffee

5:30 pm Home.

6:00 pm Gym.

7:00 pm Nap (Unintended! Fell asleep while waiting to cool down enough to take a shower.)

8:00 pm Shower. Head to uni for OCF

12:30 am Home. People come over for a few rounds of Bang :D

2:30 am People leave. I get on my laptop.

3:30 am Here I am typing. I will go wash out my green hair now.

vampire diaries

2011-07-21T00:01:00.004+08:00

I have been on a Vampire Diaries marathon for the past 6 hours or so. Which means I'm currently paused at 14:44 minutes into episode 7. And I paused because...

..this Stefan guy is getting annoying. What with his repetitive apologies ("I'm so, so, sorry" x 100), his promises to not let anyone get hurt (and the next minute into the show someone gets gnawed on chomp chomp chomp), his non-answers even after the girl knows he's a vampire ("How long has it been since you last tasted human blood?" "...it's been a while...") asdfghjkl; Seriously? You've been around for 162 years dude, so wtf does 'a while' mean.

But then again, I have sat through 6 hours of cheesy dialogue and mindless action trying to disguise itself as plot. Why. Because I'm a girl argh and I am just waiting for the bad boy to start going all softie for the girl. Ian Somerhalder is hot. Oh and the show is based on a book by L.J. Smith, and I suddenly understood why this show is popular. I was a big fan of another of L.J. Smith's trilogies, called 'The Forbidden Game'. She hits all the right buttons: bad boy, good guy, girl in the middle. The bad boy having a real soft spot for the sweet girl...but alas, the truth is he can't change who is. If the show follows L.J. Smith's style to the T, the bad boy won't get the girl in the end. So we'll see how CW has chosen to adapt the show.

Who's the girl? Some Elena girl. Really, just think Isabella Swan, but with way more personality and way less dialogue in which the words seemed to be painfully ripped out of her chest, which I guess the tortured speech is meant to signify something like tortured soul or something, but really, just meant a torturous viewing experience for me.

Rant over, can't sit myself through another episode, goodnight.

into the dark

2011-07-20T19:01:00.003+08:00

If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, I will follow you...

Hello. Blogging from CH's laptop, because my laptop is facing the black screen of not-quite-death. Sent it for repairing already and it's gonna set me back about AUD 270 *hiccup*. Aiyo, and I'm still considering getting a new Macbook Pro or an iPhone 4 white, but I SHALL RESISTTTTTTTTT

Do you know how broke I am? I'm broke like a flower vase on hard floor (-___-)

Still got brunches coming up! I love brunches to bits, but man, can they punch craters in your pockets. I made brownies! Two batches! They taste like brownies, I guess, but maybe too kao/too sweet.

Wow, I've been laptopless for about 9 days now! But when I get to blog I just want to continue watching Vampire Diaries. The show has more cheese in their lines than lasagna, but I guess...I'm just a girl underneath this -___- exterior.

and the deejay

2011-07-12T22:07:00.005+08:00

and the deejay, and the deejay,...

Just arrived home about half an hour ago from Sher's birthday dinner :) Happy 20th Birthday, dear Shereena! We had dinner at Roccoco in St. Kilda. It's a nice place with low lighting, creating a cosy warm ambience, but it could be a tad too low for some people. I liked it though, and the seafood pizza that was recommended by Sher was really very nice! They weren't stingy with the seafood, too. My slice had a nice juicy scallop and squid as well as prawns, tomatoes and spinach. We also had a pasta dish, another pizza, and a salad. Dessert was Greco's at Chapel St., where 6 of us ordered one serving of Mars Bars Cheesecake and two servings of Greco's Mudcake to share. Gosh, the mudcake is seriously so rich and delicious. Warm chocolate cake, swimming in hot chocolate sauce with a dollop of icecream. Too good.

Shereena! I've known her since Form 1 and how thankful I am that we were in 1 Browser together. And although we've never since then been in the same class, we've remained friends. I'm so glad to have her in my life. She gives great advice, be it from clothes to life - she is truly someone I'm blessed to have around. I'm happy to see you so happy in life now, and I hope many many many more good things will come your way, dear :) Hope you like your present, haha. Just a little something to pamper yourself with...

Anyway, I'm home now, warm from the shower and in my sleep pants and hoodie which smells comfortingly like lavender soap and body lotion. Feeling nice and cosy, The Smiths playing in the background...I could fall asleep any moment :) Goodnight!

ps: typing this from my mobile phone, and it's really very troublesome and the only reason why i typed out a whole post is because it would be a waste to not type out a post after waiting so long for the page to load and navigate to this page. i really avoid web browsing with my phone. it's frustrating and this phone really wasn't made for websurfing of any kind. even the simplest pages takes ages to load and the phone often announces that it is 'timed out' or 'out of memory' ugh. just get an iPhone 4, everyone, and why is this postscript so long ass i should have just written it as a paragraph on its own haha.

get along with you

2011-07-10T18:06:00.003+08:00

I could stick around...

Sitting around watching Masterchef while waiting for dinner to cook. They're in New York City this week. Man, seeing Central Park on Masterchef already had a slight surreal quality. I'd like to go there some day :)

I woke up quite early this morning, despite having slept at 4:00 am yesterday. I've finished reading Perks...and I really enjoyed it. I teared a few times, and the short novel had that almost perfect tone that a 'coming of age' novel should have: slightly painful, raw, confused and with a tinge of nostalgia at the end. I have to read it again, but not right away.

Woke up at 8:00 am, got ready, then headed out to Camberwell Sunday Market. It was a cold morning, but soon after leaving te apartment the sun began to shine and it was really quite a nice day :) At the market, I got a set of the first four Harry Potter books for my sister at AUD 20 which is a steal if you ask me! Sure the books were second hand, but you'd never tell EXCEPT for the slight crease down the middle of the book spines. Also got a Smiths DVD for myself and an ACDC DVD for my dad. I haven't gotten anything for my mum at the moment, but I will! Lunch was at Hoi's Cafe, because the brunch place Madame Mango's was closed. Looks like they close on Sundays...but I really wasn't expecting that because brunch places don't usually close on Sundays....or do they? Haha.

Came home and it was the perfect day for a nap, causing me to miss out on gym today :P But I'll just go tomorrow! Okay dinner time. Slightly tempted to reread Harry Potter instead of Catch 22, but no! :P

you're feeling the same

2011-07-09T18:47:00.004+08:00

I'm feeling fine...

This was from Tuesday, when Carmen and I headed to Proud Mary in Collingwood for brunch. I was extremely delighted that the colour of my nail polish was the exact shade of blue as the saucers! I couldn't stop looking at it and placing my nails on the edge of the saucer just to seehow exactly the same they are. Even looking back at the photos makes me happy :3

...ugh I remember now why I stopped making photos a regular feature of my blog posts. Uploading them is such a hassle! Mood to upload that I had at the start of this post is diminishing at an increasing rate...

Okay here they come!

Amboi, sepetnyer mataku.

******

Today, I headed over to Footscray! I had lunch there after visiting the market :) Yum, broken rice! I don't know if most people like it, but I do, and I had a craving for it which is now satisfied!

I marinated some lamb cutlets and I'm keeping them in the fridge overnight. I don't know how to cook them! I bought those cutlets on a whim -__- I'll just Google tomorrow and if nothing interesting comes up, I'll just pan fry them haha! And now it's 9:20 pm oh gosh. See, waiting for photos to upload is a serious pain.

capture your heart

2011-07-08T23:17:00.004+08:00

they have nothing that'll ever...

I thought I'd transfer some photos from my camera tonight, but I forgot to grab the camera off the table before getting comfortable and cosy under the covers so...I'll do that tomorrow.

I got my copy of The Perks of Being a Wallflower in the mailbox on Wednesday, and I was so happy it buoyed me through the next day. Even now when I see the book lying on the table, I stroke it reverently and flip through the pages. How distracting. I was just starting on Catch 22 when Perks arrived. I thought I'd finish Catch 22 first before moving on but it's been slow going, especially since I keep on picking up Perks for guilty indulgences in a few pages of text at a time.

So screw it, I'll read Perks first and scratch that itch, since I'll be finishing Perks much faster than Catch 22, that's for sure.

"Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve."
|Bill, The Perks of Being a Wallflower|

That's a quote for you. This was in reponse to Charlie revealing that his sister was seeing a boy who hits her.

it!

2011-06-26T17:39:00.001+08:00

rock

A few months ago I packed up every entry here and fell silent. It really does mean something when someone decides they have to do that. I couldn't bear coming here and seeing it stagnant. But at the same time I could not bring myself to update. There was so much I wanted to say and nothing I could say.

I tried out Wordpress for a while. Not active blogging, just random posts to make it look like an active blog and to see how I'd like it. I was here: COMPLEXITY. I liked Wordpress for a while, but I now miss Blogger.

I guess the whirlpool has calmed down a little for me to be able to come back here, dust it a little and say hello.

Hello :)

Today I woke up at about 2 pm. No, I do not like waking up after noon, despite the sad fact that I have been doing exactly that for the most part of the past week. Granted, I have been sleeping at an average of 6am for the most part of the past week as well, so...

I took a shower, read a little online, read a little of my book, headed out for a spot of shopping, came home, headed out for groceries and now I'm back home and about to make dinner with Masterchef on the TV.

TRANSITIONAL

2011-03-20T08:13:00.003+08:00