 | shu ying | Mar 21, 2007 |
welcomes each day's turbulence with a big wide smile... =D it has been three days since i'm back in penang... well not the way that i wanted but nonetheless, back in good old penang... i'm still sore at my back and wearing braces everytime i am not in my bed, snoring away or reading my novel through my puny SII screen... which btw i am done with game of thrones book 1... and halfway through book 2... what is the point of coming back and listing all the things i want to eat when i am to be told to eat only certain things? oh this is not the life of a food enthusiast in the land of good food!!! depriving me of food when it spreads like butter on bread in front of me is not something i like at all... and to think that i might have the luxury of at least spring cleaning my room, to take my mind off mundane things, i realise i can do naught since i can barely stand sitting down too long or lifting up things... and i swear at the rate my parents are bickering over what i can eat and what i cannot eat and what i can do and what i cannot do, i might as well be a toddler... yes, they love me with all their heart but depriving me of food??? evilness, i call that... know what my parents call it? for my own good... i want my hokkien mee and spice and curry mee and laksa!!! but at least i have my freshly steamed fish and porridge and soup! as i sit down here oily from my Palmer's cocoa butter application to prevent my skin from drying out like a skin of an alligator, i ponder about things...about life... here in moscow, it is considered a beautiful weather... a highest of 18deg and a low of 0deg... but here i am stuck in my hotel room for the past three days thanks to my monthly ordeal... so much for planning to visit the coldest country with adventure awaiting me... i have so far glutton my way halfway through my food supply of tokyo bananas, sakura mochis, macha mochis, japanese and korean cup noodles and stacks and stacks of snacks, finished one horrible novel by an absolutely terrible author (CHARLES BROKAW, which i will never ever buy his book ever again) who writes a novel about a guy, telling everything about the guy three-quarters of the book and when he reaches the climax of the book where the whole plot focuses on, he jumps and finishes everything in less than 20 pages!!! so literally 400++ pages talking about how charming his main character is and what a ladies man he is! what a waste of money! oh and i should learn how to read japanese, besides my successful binge buying of food to survive moscow, i have failed miserably in attempting to buy my smoked mini sausages! both packages that i have bought turned out to be SMOKED CHEESE!!! no doubt they were excellent but still, disappointing since i was expecting my smoked sausages! =( i hope i get to fly to japan soon... so much for the worry about radiation... guess a glutton is a glutton after all... i am now thinking of what i should do in houston... thought of renting a car, but i dont really know where to go and what to do... it would nevertheless be fun... maybe i can drive to florida, but then i think ill be too tired when i come back... hmmm...hahaha i just opened my maps and realised that that is impossible to do within the time limit i have... oh wells, another plan then... i have done the rodeos, maybe some shooting privileges??? it is texas after all!!! ;) be back from texas! ;) Party, what a word... what is it? A place where a group of underage teens raging with hormones and rebel is their only way to express themselves? How i wish it was only that...at least then you cam feel life in the party... as i sit here for 2 hours, It's amazing that I don't even have the slightest inclination to move my feet to sway my ass to the sad but yet loud music... is this what the future children is exposed to? The only words I hear from the futile dj's effort to arouse anyone is fuck and motherfucker and oh yes pussys.. wait mark is here gtg it's been ages, i know... oh well, i'm back again... how i wish sometimes that life is predictable... but then again, that would be PLAIN BORING, wouldn't it? everything would fall into place, you will know what to expect next, and every other day will be like the day before... life certainly has its way of doing things... making people feel extremely bored, doing things out of the norm and digging out that hidden courage to do something purely unreasonable... i guess it all depends on how insane we can get... and i think sometimes its a blessing in disguise... it would be pleasantly nice if we were to get what we want and wished for but then again, we would be taking things for granted and never appreciating what we have been given... to find something that you have been looking for for ages, i assure you is thrilling and the feeling is amazing... you will search through every nook and corner, try to speak different languages (even though you don't have a single clue what you just said) and even try sign language to get that something... just this week, i finally found that something... that something that i've been looking for and longing for ages... but it was a short-lived happiness... obligations, terms and conditions attached... sighhh how i wish that it wasn't so... it was everything i longed for, from the start to the end... i guess it's not meant to be... lost in my train of thoughts... doing four things at a go is too distracting... lolz for the first time in my entire life, i have major type I hypersensitivity freak-out... i went to fish&co to celebrate the finish of our exam (note the singularity of the word)... the moment i stepped into the shop, i felt a bit of itchiness on my left side of my body... we chatted for awhile while waiting for the rest of my friends to arrive... then after around half an hour, we decided to order our meals first since some of us (me and a few of the girls) are getting hungry already... the food arrived and mind you, it was fantastic... i started eating and the intensity of the itchiness began to increase... i told my fren and both of us decide to shrug it off... then boom, in less than 30 minutes, i had the burning sensation on my whole body and felt that something was tremendously wrong so i excused myself to the ladies... imagined my utter shock when i removed my jacket and saw BUMPS (small and big) all over my body! urgh! i totally panicked! and called my mum to ask whether i have any seafood allergy (which i doubt cause i've been eating seafood ALL.MY.LIFE!) after the confirmation, i quickly rushed back to the restaurant (my handphone and stuff was there) and went to the nearest clinic... thanks yc for accompanying me! i was shot twice on each butt! =( the nurse lied to me saying it didn't hurt... *sobs* i couldn't even sit properly... had to sit using the sides of my body... then thank goodness i found someone to send me back cause the injection caused drowsiness... thanks rc, ru and di!!! really appreciate you guys! you guys really went the extra mile for me! *muarkz* p/s i'm still on meds but much much better already! thanks to all for your concern! it's amazing that how lost in words i can be when i finally managed to sit in front of my computer and decide to blog... maybe it's just the fact that i've too much to write/say that i simply can't put it all into words... and believe me, the write-save-and-post later thingy simply does not work with me... i've been in singapore for exactly one month already... i'm loving it! things may get difficult at times but i certainly am grateful to have such great friends and housemates... a few pairs of ears to listen certainly lessen the insane explosive nature of mine... i am truly amazed at how absurbly people can act and behave... there are times that i feel like wringling somebody's neck but i guess the "training" with dr a paid off... if anyone can withstand dr a, you are bound to survive the world, somehow or other... i just finished the latest book by cecilia ahern : thanks for the memories... another great book by her! it's about memories that was transferred together with a blood transfusion to a woman who had an accident... bummer... why do i ALWAYS spill my nail polish remover? no matter how big/small the bottle is, i WILL successfully spill half of it, ALWAYS! WITHOUT FAIL! urgh! now my beautiful beige table has a black cow stain... i left my cow clip and my nail polish remover spilt all over it, so it has a black and white cow image stain now... bah! gtg clean the stubborn stain off... p/s it refuses to go off... =( i find life reduced to the size of a tiny bug... all i do is wake up, uni, eat, sleep, watch drama, sleep... and the cycle begins again... heck, i can't even survive a minute without watching something on my laptop... my cycle at home reduces to checking my mails, reading perezhilton.com, facebook and watching dramas... the light above my head is turning into a disco light and my shower head is divided unequally... i've been meaning to fix it but i guess i can live with it... i'm bored... need to find a new meaning to life... p/s i think even a bug has more life than me... 
|  | it was amazing! well, despite the fact that i'm killing a 10-day old chick embryo... didn't want to show the pics after that... hahaha my fren refuses to take it anyways... i had to cut the head and puny limbs out and then minced it and mix chemicals with it, to cut the story short... |
is it true that the longer you mix with someone, the more you see yourself in them? is it also true that you get annoyed with your friends because suddenly you find them displaying the most irritating characteristics that you have overlooked when you were friends and somehow suddenly come to realise... and that it is also displaying in you as well? so, does this mean that you despise yourself? i have come to realise that i have been displaying the utmost characteristics that i often despise in a person... i don't believe it is possible but somehow or other the nightmare has begun... i even come to see that my short and bad temper is coming back... i get angry at the slightest thing that i was able to just laugh off ages ago... i get irritated by the slightest sign of incompetency... even more annoyed at smart-ass people when i used to be able to bear them... unwanted, childish, typical low mentalilty comments are not even welcomed anymore when once it was tolerated... i have also come to realise that the people that i once dislike are the most gracious people on earth... they have come to an understanding and even forgive and forget the past... when i was still holding grudge... i seriously salute and respect this people for i cannot just do that... perhaps it takes time to learn... 
A volunteer sets up Smurf figures on a square at dawn in Erlangen, southern Germany, Wednesday, May 21, 2008. Several thousands of the uncoloured figures were distributed all over town to surprise passers-by and to commemorate the 50th birthday of the popular comics characters. Finders of the figurines were asked to take part in a colouring contest. (AP Photo/Diether Endlicher)/2008-05-21 18:59:26/ I WANT THOSE SMURFS!!! pretty please... who has friends in germany or is going to germany? I WANT WANT WANT THOSE SMURFS!!! okay, i have been staring for hours (4 actually) at this pile of mess i've managed to create... it consists of a few trunks, a few boxes, a few this and that... now times that by two or three and imagine it scattered around my room... i've been staring and staring at it, hoping that it would miraculously rearrange itself... *sigh* don't think that will happen, will it? i just came back from penang and still hacking like mad... oh, i forgot, i was down with fever, pure headache continuously for three days, cough, flu, sore throat, phlegm, you name it, i've got it... apparently, my body gave up on monday night... couldn't take it anymore... so, now i'm back, still recovering... now trying to clear some of my stuff away... preparing to go to work with the shirt which is covered with chocolate (shiet!) gtg apparently ppl, i still have yet to enjoy my salvation... worked till 2am, reached home at 4am and had to wake up at 8am, work again at 10am and had the whole place to myself cause everybody was either off or decided to just disappear... pretty convinient ppl... and i have to do some dna sequencing read-up and analysis (which i have yet to touch) for tomorrow's meeting with my master student, by and my supervisors... so dead... so so dead... i need to just disappear!!! SALVATION!!! la dee daaaaaaaaaaaaa... hahaha i have amazing friends... i am truly grateful for you being here for me, supporting me, taking care of me, hugging me... and just being there for me... millions of gratitude!!! *hugz, love and muarkz* i don't like chivas... i'm into black label now... i love mambo... i need to exercise...really exercise...and i have to admit that walking around uni or home from uni no longer counts as exercise no matter how much i would love to say that it does... i love the treatments i'm getting... i'm no longer keeping you in my circle of friends. seriously...one chance was more than enough for you but then again, i never treated you as more than friends, thus the miraculous amount of chances thrown upon you, that has now expired...you may be or think you are somebody but you are no longer anybody to me... i should begin to clear the amount of junk collecting in my kl place... i should only be buying the stuff i need not want!!! (but then again, i'm a girl...argh!!! temptations...) i'm going to miss the world music festival...again!!! i am still not getting the "patience is a virtue" thingy most of the times...especially for sms... the small retail therapy that i had was fantastic!!! dancing is one of the best remedy to de-stress!!! pardon me for my absence but i was and still am drowned in my piles and piles of notes... taking six papers (excluding fyp) this semester seemed like an "okay" decision until it dawned to me that i was slightly insane to have made my choice... okay, fine maybe not slightly... but nevertheless, i've made my choice so i have to endure it now... one down on monday, another one tomorrow and another 4 more to go! i need my retail therapy!!! badly!!! 
i found this very interesting... is this for real?? or just another hoax, just to get publicity? thomas beatie, being a transgender, was born a female, but underwent sexual reassignment surgery ten years ago...however, he still kept his reproductive organs intact...(what for??? for preparation that his wife would not be able to conceive???) the advocate has published this article written by beatie himself... and from news.com.au written just yesterday... beatie is going to be on O! tomorrow (so says the sun) so, you guys out there... go check it out!!! 
| | thanks amah, dearie, bevvy and zac!!! =) |
atta gurl! bless your heart...
don't even know where to begin... i guess the day was fine... all until i came back and saw those stack of clothes lying on the floor again... frustration over took me and now all the clothes are lying ON my bathroom tiles and half of it is in the pail, soaking in dynamo and softener... studyed for the immunology mid-term today... and about five or ten minutes or so (*shrugs*) before the time ended, i think by the look of frustration and blankness on all our faces in the lecture hall, she loudly announced that, " fine, you guys can have a open book test now!" (okay, i admit i rephrased that a bit but then again, you get the picture) everybody actually took 15secs or so to applaude before busily grabbing out notes from underneath the desk or chair or bag... the whole lecture hall was filled with pages flipping back and forth, searching desperately for answers... lolz then when class actually ended, me and st sat down and enjoyed a cup of hot green tea before deciding to crash mr tham's violin class... but, his class has already ended! sniff though that might sound depressing, we managed to borrow two violins and man, it felt good to play again! though my canon in d sounds so cacat! but overall it felt GOOD! haven't played since last year! man, i miss playing instruments... finally returned the violin at half past five... took the uni bus and managed to get the nice bus driver to drop me in front of maybank... did my stuff and decided to head over to steven's corner to get dinner... haven't had murtabak in ages!!! so, i crossed the awfully busy road, headed to the mamak corner, sat down and order... and while waiting for my order, i thought why not i do a little reading? CRAP! what reading? where the hell are my notes?! CRAP! so much for reminding myself not to forget my notes when i left it on top of the atm machine... all thanks to this guy who stood right beside me when i was using the machine... after a few glares from me, he finally removed his arse from beside me, to behind me... anyways, i was thinking of not going back and just leaving my notes there... but guess what? of all the notes to be misplaced, i had to misplace the very one that i have NO soft copy and the one which i need to study for my mid-term tomorrow!!! brilliant, aren't i? i should say too... so, while cursing my carelessness all the way, i finally reached the bank only to have a tall sikh staring confusingly at MY stack of notes on top of the atm machine... he turned around and spotted me... i immediately smiled, took the notes from him, thanked him and rushed out... embarassing... re-crossed the roads for the third time... and walked all the way to get my dinner... murtabak ayam, naan cheese with fish curry and lady's fingers... wheeee! hehehe ohhh and on the way back, i actually saw a proton wira with the driver seat and everything on the left... cool! proton wira! i wonder how much she paid to get it all done... hahaha so, i'm going to finish my naan cheese, upload some more singapore pics in facebook and then study... and have a "break" in between to do my laundry...AGAIN! there's this loud noise and i peered out of my window out of curiousity... and quickly shut it tightly! there's this huge sampah truck with siren lights on roaming my apartment sampah area at 1am! and after it's gone, i opened my window to find the most aromatic smell... *faints* and i thought it was over until 2.20am when that familiar sound and lights caught my attention...AGAIN! urgh! it's still there, after 6 minutes! help! i'm hungry! my poor tummy has been growling for food since more than two hours ago... dunno what to feed my poor tummy... *snifff* still trying to study for my immunology mid-term tomorrow... getting distracted every now and then... fell asleep once... lolz my tummy's making very loud noises... i guess i'd better go find some food... p/s sniff... about to shed tears d... i did a whole load of laundry yesterday, by hand! only to realise this morning that my rafia string has frayed to pieces and my CLEAN clothes were stuck on the balcony floor, soaked with dirty, icky rain water and goodness knows what liquid the neighbours decide to share down the apartment... want to wash it immediately but was late for class... want to wash it now, but no place to hang... *sobs* wish i could just throw those clothes away... i can imagine the bacteria accumulating on it! but then, i can't! it's my 2nd fav towel, my working clothes and a few of my favourite clothes... *sobsssss* pp/s it's 15 minutes and the bloody truck is still there! i need some fresh air!!! ppp/s it's finally GONE after 40 minutes! and guess what? there were TWO trucks! goodness knows what they were doing... ain't going to open my window until half an hour later... *faints* needs.fresh.air...
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