Wednesday, August 30, 2006
- Independence -
Wow, blogging is hard work you know...you know? It's hard for me to think and write articulately, when things don't flow as well for me. I could be writing it all in my head, and it sounds fabulous, you see. And as soon as I sit at the computer, nothing is there.
Anyways, got our bookings for Singapore. And all we need to do now is pay for them. And we're done. Phase two, the waiting game. Interlude....failing of exams...mwahahaha.
Had lunch in the city with Mich as well..and boy what a conversation we had. I love that girl, she is uber smart and she's one of the few people I can have those stimulating intellectual conversations with, without the topic being some boring government, politics crap.
I just realise how crap self.net lectures are. Crap, crap crappy.
I think I'll end with this blog..it's by Eatographer, I dunno how to say it...it's very unique. And scary on some levels..
~Listening to: nothing
Anyways, got our bookings for Singapore. And all we need to do now is pay for them. And we're done. Phase two, the waiting game. Interlude....failing of exams...mwahahaha.
Had lunch in the city with Mich as well..and boy what a conversation we had. I love that girl, she is uber smart and she's one of the few people I can have those stimulating intellectual conversations with, without the topic being some boring government, politics crap.
I just realise how crap self.net lectures are. Crap, crap crappy.
I think I'll end with this blog..it's by Eatographer, I dunno how to say it...it's very unique. And scary on some levels..
~Listening to: nothing
-{ missing you 8/30/2006 11:08:00 pm }-
- ASsignment trial -
Just of warning, this is just my assignment, I'm trying to see if I can just copy and paste onto the blog 'cos thats what I gotta do for WOMN2205. Good to have a blog of my own...anyways, nothing to read unless your uber bored and also want to critically (ahem, and constructively) analyse this paper.
WOMN2205 – Critical Annotated Webliography
Guiding question: From Frankenstein to the Visible Human Project, the body is continually reinterpreted as a limit to what it means to be human.
Such a question, if it was to be answered, would contain a very long discussion, purely because of the vast field it covers. There are so many angles to look at whilst exploring the question that one could go beyond Frankenstein and the Visible Human Project (VHP). For instance, I would choose to include cyborgs in my discussion, purely because it is hard to analyse the notion of the interpretation of the body as a limit to humanness without divulging into all the other factors that determine what it means to be human. Because of the broadness of the topic does not mean I found it easy to recover relevant sources. There were a lot of sources that did not meet scholarly standards and many of which I found had to be discarded.
In Dr. Sam Vaknin’s review ‘On Being Human’, he covers plenty on the meaning of being human. He clearly defines what he means by ‘human’ before dwelling into his arguments. He lacks the in depth analysis of the human physical body, which could help answer the question; however I like that he explained what it means to be human in more of a behavioural manner. He points out the parallels of Frankenstein and androids, that they are both monster creations. Towards the end, he raises the issue about being human with the physical body. His point about mortality as the defining human characteristic can be argued to reinforce the point that the VHP does not allow a human being to be immortal. A representation of the body is vastly different to that of the continual existence of the body with a soul. Vaknin’s review could be used as the support for defining a human, although it is not quite a clear cut definition. Because it was a review, his reasons were straight to the point.
To explore into the depths of the VHP, Waldby’s paper is quite an analysis. Titled ‘Revenants: The Visible Human Project and the Digital Uncanny’, Waldby explores all aspects of the VHP which makes her paper very long and detailed. Not only does she make her points but provide opposing views that make her work a good source to use to answer the question. Particularly the point she makes about the VHP being ‘eternal incorruptible data’ but they are also merely body representations. Again, this piece of work parallels two bodily creations: Frankenstein (once again) and the VHP. The fact that they are both ‘put together’ by a ‘creator’ and exist between the lines of life and death. To this extent the point that she raises enforces the idea that maybe one of the limits to what it means to be human is that there is a fine line between life and death.
Robert W. Anderson delves into the aspect of what extent we can consider cyborgs human and how their bodies redefine our limits as a human being in his article, ‘Body Parts that Matter’. This is rather a feminist piece of work, so it is such a source that should be carefully examined to ensure the right information is extracted from the text. Similar to the other two online articles, Anderson also makes a comparison between two different (yet similar) creations which is Frankenstein and the cyborg. Rather than separating the two creatures in his analysis, he incorporates them together to try to gather a sense of similarity between Frankenstein and the cyborg and the blurring of the creations with that of ‘man’ and this indirectly questions are views on the ‘humanness’ of these creatures. Anderson also explores it the other way, suggesting that both creations do not depict what is human (physically) and hence this reinforces the subject of mortality which is our limit as human beings. His writings are quite long, and explore many other qualities of this topic, yet he makes a few brief points that demonstrate the concepts that can be explored in this essay.
An article by David Stonehouse refers to analysing our limits as a human and to the extent we can see the cyborg as pushing this limit further. This article is about the cyborg evolution that, according to Kevin Warwick, will inevitably take place. He is a case of the first ‘human cyborg’ whereby he had linked his nervous system to computers. The body being used this way is an instance of what the human body will become in the future. To be human is to be intellectual, and Warwick believes that in the near future we will be able to program intelligence into our systems. This article gives us the ability to somewhat counter-argue this limit that is placed on human beings, and through reinterpretation of the body ( ie, including the cyborg as an element of ‘human’) we can redefine humanness. Because this was an actual news article, it is formatted for easy reading hence it was not hard to select relevant points to utilise.
Seth Glick provided useful information to which helped to distinguish the cyborgs relationship to the human. He defines what a cyborg is and makes the claim that we are already being transformed into cyborgs in this era. This discussion of cyborgs further helps us to explore the extents of our humanness and also redefine our stereotypical views of what a cyborg is. His article makes that link between the body and ‘human’, how we have moved on from the VHP and onto a new interpretation of the human body. This is another news-like article that is written to inform more so than to critique notions of cyborgs and humans. Nevertheless it helps to explain and build on what we know of the question.
I think this just goes to show the amount of information that is available through the internet, and it is just looking at the right articles. However, it is the filtering process that comes across as hard, because the World Wide Web can hide a lot of what we call hard evidence. And it is just this that hinders the use of the internet to support underlying arguments within an essay.
WOMN2205 – Critical Annotated Webliography
Guiding question: From Frankenstein to the Visible Human Project, the body is continually reinterpreted as a limit to what it means to be human.
Such a question, if it was to be answered, would contain a very long discussion, purely because of the vast field it covers. There are so many angles to look at whilst exploring the question that one could go beyond Frankenstein and the Visible Human Project (VHP). For instance, I would choose to include cyborgs in my discussion, purely because it is hard to analyse the notion of the interpretation of the body as a limit to humanness without divulging into all the other factors that determine what it means to be human. Because of the broadness of the topic does not mean I found it easy to recover relevant sources. There were a lot of sources that did not meet scholarly standards and many of which I found had to be discarded.
In Dr. Sam Vaknin’s review ‘On Being Human’, he covers plenty on the meaning of being human. He clearly defines what he means by ‘human’ before dwelling into his arguments. He lacks the in depth analysis of the human physical body, which could help answer the question; however I like that he explained what it means to be human in more of a behavioural manner. He points out the parallels of Frankenstein and androids, that they are both monster creations. Towards the end, he raises the issue about being human with the physical body. His point about mortality as the defining human characteristic can be argued to reinforce the point that the VHP does not allow a human being to be immortal. A representation of the body is vastly different to that of the continual existence of the body with a soul. Vaknin’s review could be used as the support for defining a human, although it is not quite a clear cut definition. Because it was a review, his reasons were straight to the point.
To explore into the depths of the VHP, Waldby’s paper is quite an analysis. Titled ‘Revenants: The Visible Human Project and the Digital Uncanny’, Waldby explores all aspects of the VHP which makes her paper very long and detailed. Not only does she make her points but provide opposing views that make her work a good source to use to answer the question. Particularly the point she makes about the VHP being ‘eternal incorruptible data’ but they are also merely body representations. Again, this piece of work parallels two bodily creations: Frankenstein (once again) and the VHP. The fact that they are both ‘put together’ by a ‘creator’ and exist between the lines of life and death. To this extent the point that she raises enforces the idea that maybe one of the limits to what it means to be human is that there is a fine line between life and death.
Robert W. Anderson delves into the aspect of what extent we can consider cyborgs human and how their bodies redefine our limits as a human being in his article, ‘Body Parts that Matter’. This is rather a feminist piece of work, so it is such a source that should be carefully examined to ensure the right information is extracted from the text. Similar to the other two online articles, Anderson also makes a comparison between two different (yet similar) creations which is Frankenstein and the cyborg. Rather than separating the two creatures in his analysis, he incorporates them together to try to gather a sense of similarity between Frankenstein and the cyborg and the blurring of the creations with that of ‘man’ and this indirectly questions are views on the ‘humanness’ of these creatures. Anderson also explores it the other way, suggesting that both creations do not depict what is human (physically) and hence this reinforces the subject of mortality which is our limit as human beings. His writings are quite long, and explore many other qualities of this topic, yet he makes a few brief points that demonstrate the concepts that can be explored in this essay.
An article by David Stonehouse refers to analysing our limits as a human and to the extent we can see the cyborg as pushing this limit further. This article is about the cyborg evolution that, according to Kevin Warwick, will inevitably take place. He is a case of the first ‘human cyborg’ whereby he had linked his nervous system to computers. The body being used this way is an instance of what the human body will become in the future. To be human is to be intellectual, and Warwick believes that in the near future we will be able to program intelligence into our systems. This article gives us the ability to somewhat counter-argue this limit that is placed on human beings, and through reinterpretation of the body ( ie, including the cyborg as an element of ‘human’) we can redefine humanness. Because this was an actual news article, it is formatted for easy reading hence it was not hard to select relevant points to utilise.
Seth Glick provided useful information to which helped to distinguish the cyborgs relationship to the human. He defines what a cyborg is and makes the claim that we are already being transformed into cyborgs in this era. This discussion of cyborgs further helps us to explore the extents of our humanness and also redefine our stereotypical views of what a cyborg is. His article makes that link between the body and ‘human’, how we have moved on from the VHP and onto a new interpretation of the human body. This is another news-like article that is written to inform more so than to critique notions of cyborgs and humans. Nevertheless it helps to explain and build on what we know of the question.
I think this just goes to show the amount of information that is available through the internet, and it is just looking at the right articles. However, it is the filtering process that comes across as hard, because the World Wide Web can hide a lot of what we call hard evidence. And it is just this that hinders the use of the internet to support underlying arguments within an essay.
-{ missing you 8/30/2006 12:15:00 pm }-
Saturday, August 26, 2006
- One thousand words -
There's a lot to say, but no time to say it. Also, I blame a lot on my memory. Everything's fucking up lately, even the godamn computer.
So what's on next week... well after tonight and tomorrow of stupid assignment work, it's a week back to normal, minus assignments, for a little while. But I have flight tickets to stress about, my dress, a father's day gift, and my financial situation. Which is broke. Oh yeah, and my mcw stuff to do..man so much crap to do.
This may just be the pessimistic 'Me' talking, but every day I am reinforced by the fact that you can rely on nobody but you. Sympathy is going to get you anywhere, and talking probably doesn't help most of the time, unless actions will be taken.
I remember this incident with a certain individual, where we were having a small conversation about our timetables. What was raised was the fact that this person had a really early start and a late finish. My response?
"Mann, that's bad. Feel sorry for ya," And what I got from this person was a very direct and serious:
"Oh, umm, no I don't take sympathy. From anybody." What can I say? The person doesn't take sympathy. Good for them. But I did feel like telling them to chill, 'cos I meant it as a figure of speech. What ever.
But are we always waiting, and relying on people to make us feel better? Do you ever find yourself sitting there with a 'look', hoping someone will catch on, and ask you what's wrong and if you're ok? Or do you just not-so-subtly act irritated to make yourself known to the world so the whole frickin' world will know that you're falling apart?
I say, deal with it. It's your own fucking problem, so deal with it in your own fucking way. Everybody doesn't need to get involved.
Yes, wow. Cold words yeah? Now I'm not saying that talking isn't an outlet. What ever, this is what I'm saying; when I have a problem, I try not to let my feelings show to people uninvolved unless I'm seriously distressed. I'm trying not to tell people about every small problem I'm having because I'm finding that people don't care and they are saying things they think I'll want to hear. And I don't mind. It just shows you how your problem is your own. And nobody can help you but you. I've said this before I think. But this way of dealing with things is all to the exception of one person that I will allow myself to rant on about myself.
Everyone's heard of that saying, if you want things done, do it yourself, yeah? Isn't that true?
Ok. So if you have a problem, the question is, after all this, what will I do about it? If you talk to me. Yes, I will listen. You are my friend, I will do nothing less. Will I give you advice? If you want me to, and if it is within my limits to give advice. Will I be irritated? Well, let's see what you're talking to me about. Listen to yourself. Have you told me this before? Are you whining and doing nothing about it? Is it a problem that I can't solve, yet you still think you will tell me, because you have nothing else better to say? You've probably unintentionally irritated me, so the answer is yes.
Someone said to me, in reply to the conversation of me going to the msu ball, 'There's alcohol, so you can go and drink heaps and drown out your sorrows'. Wow, dude... who said I had sorrows? But I don't blame him for thinking that I'm always sad. People, I'm not always sad. It's just like no one's always happy.
I'd like to think I'm a realist.
~Listening to: Khalil Fong...
So what's on next week... well after tonight and tomorrow of stupid assignment work, it's a week back to normal, minus assignments, for a little while. But I have flight tickets to stress about, my dress, a father's day gift, and my financial situation. Which is broke. Oh yeah, and my mcw stuff to do..man so much crap to do.
This may just be the pessimistic 'Me' talking, but every day I am reinforced by the fact that you can rely on nobody but you. Sympathy is going to get you anywhere, and talking probably doesn't help most of the time, unless actions will be taken.
I remember this incident with a certain individual, where we were having a small conversation about our timetables. What was raised was the fact that this person had a really early start and a late finish. My response?
"Mann, that's bad. Feel sorry for ya," And what I got from this person was a very direct and serious:
"Oh, umm, no I don't take sympathy. From anybody." What can I say? The person doesn't take sympathy. Good for them. But I did feel like telling them to chill, 'cos I meant it as a figure of speech. What ever.
But are we always waiting, and relying on people to make us feel better? Do you ever find yourself sitting there with a 'look', hoping someone will catch on, and ask you what's wrong and if you're ok? Or do you just not-so-subtly act irritated to make yourself known to the world so the whole frickin' world will know that you're falling apart?
I say, deal with it. It's your own fucking problem, so deal with it in your own fucking way. Everybody doesn't need to get involved.
Yes, wow. Cold words yeah? Now I'm not saying that talking isn't an outlet. What ever, this is what I'm saying; when I have a problem, I try not to let my feelings show to people uninvolved unless I'm seriously distressed. I'm trying not to tell people about every small problem I'm having because I'm finding that people don't care and they are saying things they think I'll want to hear. And I don't mind. It just shows you how your problem is your own. And nobody can help you but you. I've said this before I think. But this way of dealing with things is all to the exception of one person that I will allow myself to rant on about myself.
Everyone's heard of that saying, if you want things done, do it yourself, yeah? Isn't that true?
Ok. So if you have a problem, the question is, after all this, what will I do about it? If you talk to me. Yes, I will listen. You are my friend, I will do nothing less. Will I give you advice? If you want me to, and if it is within my limits to give advice. Will I be irritated? Well, let's see what you're talking to me about. Listen to yourself. Have you told me this before? Are you whining and doing nothing about it? Is it a problem that I can't solve, yet you still think you will tell me, because you have nothing else better to say? You've probably unintentionally irritated me, so the answer is yes.
Someone said to me, in reply to the conversation of me going to the msu ball, 'There's alcohol, so you can go and drink heaps and drown out your sorrows'. Wow, dude... who said I had sorrows? But I don't blame him for thinking that I'm always sad. People, I'm not always sad. It's just like no one's always happy.
I'd like to think I'm a realist.
~Listening to: Khalil Fong...
-{ missing you 8/26/2006 10:56:00 pm }-
Friday, August 25, 2006
- B*witched - Blame it on the weather man -
Remember them guys? The good ol' 90's pop. But let me tell you a little story about how the weather was uber mean to me today...
So I was supposed to get to uni at 11am today, but that kind of dragged 'til 12pm, since I was awfully tired from finishing my stupid Asian studies essay. When I was standing outside at the bus stop, I noticed how blue the sky was, except to my left hand side. There was this decent sized grey cloud slowly hovering towards me. Now I could feel very light sprinkles of rain on me but I thought nothing of it. But then that cloud just kept moving toward me. And what do you know? It's right above me and the rain has gotten a little heavier. Better yet, it stopped hovering! Stopped right there and then. It's sad really. The weather knows me so well, it's just not right.
What's a poseur guys? Why am I being called a poseur Alan? If it means what I think it means, I'm not a poseur! I think Alan doesn't know his vocabulary too well. Same goes Jase. Since when did 'plugged' mean shameful advertising? I don't get it. Definitely know what you guys are getting for Christmas.
Today was a rushed day. It seemed like I didn't have enough time for everything. I went looking for a dress though. I found one. But I'm not 100% keen on it. I think people will see how ... much flab I actually have in that dress. But if I can't find any others or decide on the ones I already have, then it'll have to be this one. It's green. Then it was afternoon coffee with Niss and Alan, who I was actually with during the dress hunt. Coffee at the Forum is quite nice. A place to add to my list of good coffee cafes.
I had a very interesting msn chat with Mich last night, when I was supposed to do my essay. I didn't mind. It was better than the stupid essay. But I said I'd quote her but I can't find any good bit, because what she said was so articulate. Which is a good thing. All I asked was how she defined the context of a 'high-school crush'. The way I saw the phrase was if we 'older' people were to use this term, it meant nothing more than a shallow meaningless liking toward somebody. Nothing to it. Easy sentence yeah? However this is what Mich gave me (spelling edited):
"Well I think high-school is just a preposition (I think that’s the word) to indicate the adolescent, irrational sort of basis crushes are founded on. Crush I think refers to an infatuation of someone without any true knowledge of their personality, their reality...but in a way, I disagree with the supposed irrationality of it ‘cause it’s very rational that someone can be attracted to a surface you...it’s human nature for one, to be attracted physically to another...also, more obviously to me, you have to like someone first before loving them without saying it doesn’t occur, its not often you can love someone if u look upon them with hate everyday."
Yes dear readers, she gave me an analysis. And how does that make my comment look? This is one very intelligent law student. LOL, I forget that she's a low student.
Although I agree with most of what's written there, she raised the point that a crush is an actual feeling toward the person, and a hope that something will occur between the people involved. This point I disagree, because how many times have I heard little girls in high school to like a guy, or have a crush on a guy, yet don't like to do anything about it. I had a friend who like this guy, and he somehow found out, and he was quite happy to go out with her. Yet when she heard, she didn't want to have anything to do with him. That was funny. But for me, I'd like to use the term in regards to the fact that I see a guy merely as good 'eye candy'. Something along those lines. It was an interesting piece of conversation had there.
Went the whole day without food. Surprised I didn't die.
~Listening to: F.I.R - Cherry Blossom
So I was supposed to get to uni at 11am today, but that kind of dragged 'til 12pm, since I was awfully tired from finishing my stupid Asian studies essay. When I was standing outside at the bus stop, I noticed how blue the sky was, except to my left hand side. There was this decent sized grey cloud slowly hovering towards me. Now I could feel very light sprinkles of rain on me but I thought nothing of it. But then that cloud just kept moving toward me. And what do you know? It's right above me and the rain has gotten a little heavier. Better yet, it stopped hovering! Stopped right there and then. It's sad really. The weather knows me so well, it's just not right.
What's a poseur guys? Why am I being called a poseur Alan? If it means what I think it means, I'm not a poseur! I think Alan doesn't know his vocabulary too well. Same goes Jase. Since when did 'plugged' mean shameful advertising? I don't get it. Definitely know what you guys are getting for Christmas.
Today was a rushed day. It seemed like I didn't have enough time for everything. I went looking for a dress though. I found one. But I'm not 100% keen on it. I think people will see how ... much flab I actually have in that dress. But if I can't find any others or decide on the ones I already have, then it'll have to be this one. It's green. Then it was afternoon coffee with Niss and Alan, who I was actually with during the dress hunt. Coffee at the Forum is quite nice. A place to add to my list of good coffee cafes.
I had a very interesting msn chat with Mich last night, when I was supposed to do my essay. I didn't mind. It was better than the stupid essay. But I said I'd quote her but I can't find any good bit, because what she said was so articulate. Which is a good thing. All I asked was how she defined the context of a 'high-school crush'. The way I saw the phrase was if we 'older' people were to use this term, it meant nothing more than a shallow meaningless liking toward somebody. Nothing to it. Easy sentence yeah? However this is what Mich gave me (spelling edited):
"Well I think high-school is just a preposition (I think that’s the word) to indicate the adolescent, irrational sort of basis crushes are founded on. Crush I think refers to an infatuation of someone without any true knowledge of their personality, their reality...but in a way, I disagree with the supposed irrationality of it ‘cause it’s very rational that someone can be attracted to a surface you...it’s human nature for one, to be attracted physically to another...also, more obviously to me, you have to like someone first before loving them without saying it doesn’t occur, its not often you can love someone if u look upon them with hate everyday."
Yes dear readers, she gave me an analysis. And how does that make my comment look? This is one very intelligent law student. LOL, I forget that she's a low student.
Although I agree with most of what's written there, she raised the point that a crush is an actual feeling toward the person, and a hope that something will occur between the people involved. This point I disagree, because how many times have I heard little girls in high school to like a guy, or have a crush on a guy, yet don't like to do anything about it. I had a friend who like this guy, and he somehow found out, and he was quite happy to go out with her. Yet when she heard, she didn't want to have anything to do with him. That was funny. But for me, I'd like to use the term in regards to the fact that I see a guy merely as good 'eye candy'. Something along those lines. It was an interesting piece of conversation had there.
Went the whole day without food. Surprised I didn't die.
~Listening to: F.I.R - Cherry Blossom
-{ missing you 8/25/2006 07:52:00 pm }-
Thursday, August 24, 2006
- Title Indeed -
Hi guyz, just thought you'd like to know my site is actually under continual construction. As soon as I learn how to code, this template will be rid of! Anyways, notice the title change? Would you like to change it on your blog sites? Cheers people.
~Listening to: End of Fashion - The Game
~Listening to: End of Fashion - The Game
-{ missing you 8/24/2006 08:34:00 pm }-
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
- Thoughts for me and you. -
HRMS. Damnit, I think I shall start to write down the things I will blog about, 'cos I get all thse ideas but when I sit down in front of the computer, it all just flies outta my head. So I'm going to sit here, while I do my study and my assignments, and blog about shit all until I figure out what I wanted to blog about. So Beware guys, lot's of crap straight ahead.
I finally made a bit of a break-through with Photoshop, thanks to some help from Alan. Technology is crazy, it is. But I wish I'd learnt to use it way before, so I don't have to be so panicky about it.
But I'll tell you what I am panicking about. Getting a dress for the ball. I think I'm gonna start searching this Friday. Oh, and I'll probably dye my hair instead of do-it-up. The box of hairdye is just sitting there waiting to be used, but I'm so scared to use it.
Mann, am I just full of moods these few days. I was thinking about being moody, and if you told a guy about being moody, they'd usually come to the conclusion that you're just pms'ing, yeah? I never thought pms actually existed. It shouldn't have been pre- menstrual stress...but just plain menstrual stress. Does everybody really get it before it comes? I'm just curious lahh.
I was watching a bit of tv earlier and saw the anti-smoking ad. Honestly, I don't have a MAJOR MAJOR problem with smokers. And there's double 'MAJOR's 'cause I won't go telling people off for it. But people want to smoke go ahead. I don't care. And I know it's probably effecting me, passively, or whatever. BUT my main point is the pointlessness of these ads. I'm pretty damn sure people smoke and know the consequences of smoking. Who fkning doesn't? I'm so tired of the money being wasted on these stupid campaigns. It's taxpayers money! Go build yourself something for everyone! Like us non-smokers!
My mum bought me Yakult, she said it will help me when I go back to Malaysia, since I always fall into the ill stages of processing bad food and being sick for a quarter of the time I'm trying to enjoy my holiday, which is hard when you can't eat anything. It's Malaysia! You can't leave Malaysia without gaining weight! LOL...anways...I was looking at the ingredients of Yakult and the last ingredient happens to be live lactobacillus casei shirota strain. I paused, and then went back to drinking it. I don't like that word 'live'.
BAh. It's 10pm...I need to get shit done.
~Listening to: background tv, Glass House?
I finally made a bit of a break-through with Photoshop, thanks to some help from Alan. Technology is crazy, it is. But I wish I'd learnt to use it way before, so I don't have to be so panicky about it.
But I'll tell you what I am panicking about. Getting a dress for the ball. I think I'm gonna start searching this Friday. Oh, and I'll probably dye my hair instead of do-it-up. The box of hairdye is just sitting there waiting to be used, but I'm so scared to use it.
Mann, am I just full of moods these few days. I was thinking about being moody, and if you told a guy about being moody, they'd usually come to the conclusion that you're just pms'ing, yeah? I never thought pms actually existed. It shouldn't have been pre- menstrual stress...but just plain menstrual stress. Does everybody really get it before it comes? I'm just curious lahh.
I was watching a bit of tv earlier and saw the anti-smoking ad. Honestly, I don't have a MAJOR MAJOR problem with smokers. And there's double 'MAJOR's 'cause I won't go telling people off for it. But people want to smoke go ahead. I don't care. And I know it's probably effecting me, passively, or whatever. BUT my main point is the pointlessness of these ads. I'm pretty damn sure people smoke and know the consequences of smoking. Who fkning doesn't? I'm so tired of the money being wasted on these stupid campaigns. It's taxpayers money! Go build yourself something for everyone! Like us non-smokers!
My mum bought me Yakult, she said it will help me when I go back to Malaysia, since I always fall into the ill stages of processing bad food and being sick for a quarter of the time I'm trying to enjoy my holiday, which is hard when you can't eat anything. It's Malaysia! You can't leave Malaysia without gaining weight! LOL...anways...I was looking at the ingredients of Yakult and the last ingredient happens to be live lactobacillus casei shirota strain. I paused, and then went back to drinking it. I don't like that word 'live'.
BAh. It's 10pm...I need to get shit done.
~Listening to: background tv, Glass House?
-{ missing you 8/23/2006 08:07:00 pm }-
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
- Externality -
Yep, that's right, posting from uwa. 'Cos I'm bored. 'Cos everyone I called doesn't pick up, or is avoiding me, or just maybe they're in class. Bah, I'm so bored. I should do some work. But I don't feel like it. I just bumped into my lecturer, and he asked me in a teacher sort of way, 'Working hard there Lisa?'
You bet I am.
Why do people comment with anonymous? Are you afraid of something? You obviously have something to hide. I don't mind. I mean, it doesn't do much since I can pretty much guess who the anonymity is. Or are. Whatever. You do what you like. =)
I've paid for the msu ball ticket, and now I'm damn broke. Brokes' I tells ya. Nevermind. I will start looking forward to it.. it's on the holidays.. holidays look good. Cocktail should be around there as well.
Actually, recently I've been blaming lot's of people for lot's of stuff. And guess what?
I APOLOGISE PEOPLE!
You guys know who you are, I don't need to mention names. I think it's been a sort of phase. But I blamed knowingly it was all my fault. THAT'S RIGHT. All My Fault. Don't take it offensively guys. I think it was just my way of saying, 'hey! you guys have been an influence on my decision!' in a postively connotated way.
Hrms, I wonder how long I can blog for until tute. I can't wait to go to tute. Two reasons. One, I did my work. Yay. Two...umm..bah can't remember, but it was a good one. Mwahahaha.
Macs are gay aren't they? I mean, I actually don't mind them on a materialistic sort of level. But they're godamn hard to use. The reason why I have a break now is because I'm skipping my workshop, whereby I must use a MAC to further my skills with Photoshop.
NO Thanks, I say. I'll just do it at home. When I get arond to it.
3.24pm. Ah Bugger.
Oh there's this blog I visit on an irregular basis, and it belongs to this Singaporean dude that goes to uwa. It was so funny 'cos I saw him earlier today, and I recognised him partially of his looks, but mostly because he said something abt buying a Mooks blazer. And I saw him with it. Mwahahaha.. a blogger in the presence. One of us.
How awful was today. Wind and rain. Nasty combination.
Mann, procrastinating as much as it is. I think I'll stop here. For now.
~Listening to: Nothing..or maybe the sound of other people working hard...
You bet I am.
Why do people comment with anonymous? Are you afraid of something? You obviously have something to hide. I don't mind. I mean, it doesn't do much since I can pretty much guess who the anonymity is. Or are. Whatever. You do what you like. =)
I've paid for the msu ball ticket, and now I'm damn broke. Brokes' I tells ya. Nevermind. I will start looking forward to it.. it's on the holidays.. holidays look good. Cocktail should be around there as well.
Actually, recently I've been blaming lot's of people for lot's of stuff. And guess what?
I APOLOGISE PEOPLE!
You guys know who you are, I don't need to mention names. I think it's been a sort of phase. But I blamed knowingly it was all my fault. THAT'S RIGHT. All My Fault. Don't take it offensively guys. I think it was just my way of saying, 'hey! you guys have been an influence on my decision!' in a postively connotated way.
Hrms, I wonder how long I can blog for until tute. I can't wait to go to tute. Two reasons. One, I did my work. Yay. Two...umm..bah can't remember, but it was a good one. Mwahahaha.
Macs are gay aren't they? I mean, I actually don't mind them on a materialistic sort of level. But they're godamn hard to use. The reason why I have a break now is because I'm skipping my workshop, whereby I must use a MAC to further my skills with Photoshop.
NO Thanks, I say. I'll just do it at home. When I get arond to it.
3.24pm. Ah Bugger.
Oh there's this blog I visit on an irregular basis, and it belongs to this Singaporean dude that goes to uwa. It was so funny 'cos I saw him earlier today, and I recognised him partially of his looks, but mostly because he said something abt buying a Mooks blazer. And I saw him with it. Mwahahaha.. a blogger in the presence. One of us.
How awful was today. Wind and rain. Nasty combination.
Mann, procrastinating as much as it is. I think I'll stop here. For now.
~Listening to: Nothing..or maybe the sound of other people working hard...
-{ missing you 8/22/2006 03:15:00 pm }-
Sunday, August 20, 2006
- *sigh* -
啊 ！ 累 死 我 了 。 大 工 都 无 聊 ， 读 书 也 无 聊 ， 到 底 要 做 什 么 才 好 。 可 能 是 我 的 CONTACTS 弄 我 的 眼 睛 那 么 痛 ， 所 以 会 这 样 SIAN。 今 天 ， 昨 天 ， 前 天 一 点 的 功 课 都 没 有 做 到 。 昨 天 的 生 日 庆 祝 会 好 奇 怪 耶 。 难 解 释 吧 。
哇 ！ 一 直 打 瞌 睡 的 。 想 ， 想 ， 一 直 在 想 。 想 要 PLAN 暑 假 的 旅 游 会 多 头 疼 。 想 要 考 试 怕 的 要 命 。 想 快 要 毕 业 了 不 想 张 大 ！ ！
又 打 瞌 睡 。 他 妈 的 ， 快 要 八 点 钟 了 。 。
~Listening to: Fall Out Boy - Where is your boy Tonight? I hope, he is a gentlemen..
哇 ！ 一 直 打 瞌 睡 的 。 想 ， 想 ， 一 直 在 想 。 想 要 PLAN 暑 假 的 旅 游 会 多 头 疼 。 想 要 考 试 怕 的 要 命 。 想 快 要 毕 业 了 不 想 张 大 ！ ！
又 打 瞌 睡 。 他 妈 的 ， 快 要 八 点 钟 了 。 。
~Listening to: Fall Out Boy - Where is your boy Tonight? I hope, he is a gentlemen..
-{ missing you 8/20/2006 07:33:00 pm }-
Friday, August 18, 2006
- Janice -
If he kissed you once, what would you do?
If he kissed you twice, would you back away?
Because he cares for you the way you should be cared, the way you should be loved. But you hesitate because your heart is elsewhere. It has found its way to another man. A man that makes your heart skip a beat when you see him. A man that makes you weak at the knees when he touches your hand. A man that makes you feel at ease when his arms are around you.
Yet he is the one you cannot have. The one that is out of reach. He is the one that you can only have 'til midnight, but that is not enough, because you want him forever. He's the one, in which your heart belongs.
But his heart does not belong to you...
带 我 走 - Janice
It may be a typical love story, that is easily made into a MV, but I was just watching it.. and the story it tells...
I don't get the song though..I'm not even sure if it's Janice..heehehe
~Listening to: a dodgy version of 黄 昏
If he kissed you twice, would you back away?
Because he cares for you the way you should be cared, the way you should be loved. But you hesitate because your heart is elsewhere. It has found its way to another man. A man that makes your heart skip a beat when you see him. A man that makes you weak at the knees when he touches your hand. A man that makes you feel at ease when his arms are around you.
Yet he is the one you cannot have. The one that is out of reach. He is the one that you can only have 'til midnight, but that is not enough, because you want him forever. He's the one, in which your heart belongs.
But his heart does not belong to you...
带 我 走 - Janice
It may be a typical love story, that is easily made into a MV, but I was just watching it.. and the story it tells...
I don't get the song though..I'm not even sure if it's Janice..heehehe
~Listening to: a dodgy version of 黄 昏
-{ missing you 8/18/2006 12:58:00 pm }-
Thursday, August 17, 2006
- Thinking about tomorrow -
I've been contemplating about whether to blog today, because I don't really have anything to say.
Just had an intense tutorial, discussing blogs and the purposes of blogs, and what not. Boy, I think there's too many opinions in that one room. Sometimes I don't mind the odd conversation of in depth analysis of a problem in society, and the creation of new media, like blogs. But today half way through the discussion, I stopped talking. Because I like blogging 'cos it's fun. That's it. No more politics. Geez...I cannot have those type of conversations for very long. And that stupid girl sitting near the tutor. Man she is fkn annoying. I mean, who talks like that? She has this weird try-hard posh accent that doesn't even sound the slightest bit natural. And she's always bloody referring to her friends. She may talk a lot but it ain't fkn relevant!! That's not gonna get you points, bitch!
...Was thinking about the end of this week I've got planned. Doesn't seem like I'm gonna get much done. And I have 2 assignments to start, one of which I don't even know what the bloody hell that stupid lecturer wants. STUPIDDDD.
It's August. IT"S AUGUST!!!! Godamnit, before you know it, it's gonna be 2007. The last of my course...I don't want to finish it. I want to quit. Quit before it hit's the peak of crappiness. Stupid big project. I want to quit. It's so gay. I don't know why I chose it in the first place. Should've listened to mum. Hate it hate it hate it!!
Frustrated like hell..caught up in all the rah. Soooo not in the mood to work tonight. Hrmph. Probably want to quit that as well.
Might as well call me a godamn quitter!!!
~Listening to: Lost Prophets - Ride
Just had an intense tutorial, discussing blogs and the purposes of blogs, and what not. Boy, I think there's too many opinions in that one room. Sometimes I don't mind the odd conversation of in depth analysis of a problem in society, and the creation of new media, like blogs. But today half way through the discussion, I stopped talking. Because I like blogging 'cos it's fun. That's it. No more politics. Geez...I cannot have those type of conversations for very long. And that stupid girl sitting near the tutor. Man she is fkn annoying. I mean, who talks like that? She has this weird try-hard posh accent that doesn't even sound the slightest bit natural. And she's always bloody referring to her friends. She may talk a lot but it ain't fkn relevant!! That's not gonna get you points, bitch!
...Was thinking about the end of this week I've got planned. Doesn't seem like I'm gonna get much done. And I have 2 assignments to start, one of which I don't even know what the bloody hell that stupid lecturer wants. STUPIDDDD.
It's August. IT"S AUGUST!!!! Godamnit, before you know it, it's gonna be 2007. The last of my course...I don't want to finish it. I want to quit. Quit before it hit's the peak of crappiness. Stupid big project. I want to quit. It's so gay. I don't know why I chose it in the first place. Should've listened to mum. Hate it hate it hate it!!
Frustrated like hell..caught up in all the rah. Soooo not in the mood to work tonight. Hrmph. Probably want to quit that as well.
Might as well call me a godamn quitter!!!
~Listening to: Lost Prophets - Ride
-{ missing you 8/17/2006 05:39:00 pm }-
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
- Doing what I do best -
And that is, procrastinating.
For the past half hour... I've been blog reading. And I stayed home from uni, so I could catch up my work! Godamnit! And you know whose fault this is. Yes. You Michelle. All your fault.
I've been reading Xiaxue's blog, which Mich recommended. A few things I have to say about it: It's good. I can see why it won those blog awards; she's a very interesting character, reminds me of two people..moreso looks-wise; her blog kind of made me think back to what I said about long blogs, it seems all long blogs make it real successful. So peoples, write your heart out!! I found it amusing that she was very talented at taking her own picture, ie. extending her arm and taking the picture herself. I know a few people with that sort of talent. o_0
Anyways, I learnt how to link, as you can see. I'm so technologically illiterate, it's not funny. I learnt it, funny enough, at self.net workshop. Mann was that a laugh. But I don't quite remember all I was laughing at so let's not dwell on the unknown.
Oh yeah, the other thing I realised about these famous blogs, is that these people's lives are interesting. Like..... they do stuff. The other blog Mich recommended was Kenny Sia's blog. The thing those to blogs have in common is that they both went travelling and take good pictures. How I love looking at pictures. And with Xiaxue's pictures, she photoshop nearly all her images..a bit disturbing but yeah. If only she could help me with my project!!!
Ok, I'm sitting here staring at the comp trying to rack up more shit to say. But gots nothin'.
La-terZ.
~Listening to: Mayday (Sky disc 1)
For the past half hour... I've been blog reading. And I stayed home from uni, so I could catch up my work! Godamnit! And you know whose fault this is. Yes. You Michelle. All your fault.
I've been reading Xiaxue's blog, which Mich recommended. A few things I have to say about it: It's good. I can see why it won those blog awards; she's a very interesting character, reminds me of two people..moreso looks-wise; her blog kind of made me think back to what I said about long blogs, it seems all long blogs make it real successful. So peoples, write your heart out!! I found it amusing that she was very talented at taking her own picture, ie. extending her arm and taking the picture herself. I know a few people with that sort of talent. o_0
Anyways, I learnt how to link, as you can see. I'm so technologically illiterate, it's not funny. I learnt it, funny enough, at self.net workshop. Mann was that a laugh. But I don't quite remember all I was laughing at so let's not dwell on the unknown.
Oh yeah, the other thing I realised about these famous blogs, is that these people's lives are interesting. Like..... they do stuff. The other blog Mich recommended was Kenny Sia's blog. The thing those to blogs have in common is that they both went travelling and take good pictures. How I love looking at pictures. And with Xiaxue's pictures, she photoshop nearly all her images..a bit disturbing but yeah. If only she could help me with my project!!!
Ok, I'm sitting here staring at the comp trying to rack up more shit to say. But gots nothin'.
La-terZ.
~Listening to: Mayday (Sky disc 1)
-{ missing you 8/16/2006 12:45:00 pm }-
Monday, August 14, 2006
- Emotion High -
No. Not so much as an emotional high, but on a roller-coaster of observation. An observation about what goes oon around me. About the people that are involved within my existence. And the reflection of this observation. We look like strongly held characters that are intellectuals. One, we aren't intellectuals. I'm not an intellectual. Two, we're not strong. We're all weak. It's called being human. It's called human nature. To love, to hate, to envy, to sympathise.
Human behaviour is a very interesting concept. There's that show on tv, Criminal Minds that is a new kind of crime show, the genre that has hit the 21st century, and it's more about analysing the behavioural intention of the murderers, rapists...and it's just a good change. Does it seem weird to you, to those of you who watch House, that he is portrayed as such an arrogant, unsociable, people-hating doctor, who, when he was to do his clinic rounds, is so precise on catching the patient out when they're lying, or what not. He does this by, observing the behavioural patterns of the human. But how does he pick up on this when he's an introverted prick? Don't get me wrong. I love the show.
So what's my point? I like observing. You learn something new ev-ery day. Tomorrow, gots a blogging workshop with Mich. Yay! The class is gonna get owned!
Hrms...see..that was a very unintellectual thing to say....bah.
~Listening to: The Used - All That I've Got
Human behaviour is a very interesting concept. There's that show on tv, Criminal Minds that is a new kind of crime show, the genre that has hit the 21st century, and it's more about analysing the behavioural intention of the murderers, rapists...and it's just a good change. Does it seem weird to you, to those of you who watch House, that he is portrayed as such an arrogant, unsociable, people-hating doctor, who, when he was to do his clinic rounds, is so precise on catching the patient out when they're lying, or what not. He does this by, observing the behavioural patterns of the human. But how does he pick up on this when he's an introverted prick? Don't get me wrong. I love the show.
So what's my point? I like observing. You learn something new ev-ery day. Tomorrow, gots a blogging workshop with Mich. Yay! The class is gonna get owned!
Hrms...see..that was a very unintellectual thing to say....bah.
~Listening to: The Used - All That I've Got
-{ missing you 8/14/2006 11:22:00 pm }-
Sunday, August 13, 2006
- Kaleidopeople -
Work was crap today..
The good thing about working with people, is the ability to see the many different types of people that pass by. And because you only see them once (or maybe a couple of times if they're regulars), you can't help but form your own pre-conceptions of these people. I love doing that. It's so fun to wonder what kind of lives other people may be leading, or whatever you believe they're leading.
I see so many gay (?) asian guys, that I never seen before. It's so funny, because they're the nicest people with such great personalities. And they're quite patient as well. If they aren't gay, then they are sure as well very metrosexual. But acutally I think there may be another word that describes ...... oh, that's right. Effeminate metrosexuals. There's a regular couple, that I assume to be lesbians. Asian lesbians. They always have the one porridge with no spring onion and two spoons 'cos they share. They laughed when they found out I remembered them. It's not that hard when they come regularly and order that exact same thing. I wonder if they'll still order one porridge if they split up (*touch wood*)?
There's this lady that comes in with, sometimes her daughter, or son, or mother, or friends, just to have the sweet beancurd. If you're asian, you'll know what that is. She's real nice too. She also found it amusing I remembered her, and now I make it that I get her dessert. The other day, she said I was a really sweet girl. Extra points!
We also have this old man that always comes to eat al a carte at lunch. I don't want to say his name, but he owns one of those funeral...places, where they organise people's funeral's. Yeah anyway, he's a lonely old man with a heap load of money who comes to eat and have cognac. So since he spends just abt $100+, we treat him like v.i.p. All of the above people are coincidentally v.i.p as well. Everytime I see him I feel sorry for him. But when I'm stuck talking to him, I want to get away. He loves kindness. He rewards it with money. But, he's old. You don't know what old people with money are thinking.
Today there was this guy, when I walked by he looked up and smiled. Which got me paranoid 'cos I didn't know the guy. But the more I looked at him the more he looked like a friend's brother. And I asked him. And he said no. How embarrassing! I walked away with shame, with my head held low so people couldn't see me blushing.
I can't think of any other interesting customers.
Other than that, I just realised that I completely went off the topic and THIS was not the topic I was supposed to rant on about.
Hence, the title you see is edited.
~Listening to: End of Fashion - The Game
The good thing about working with people, is the ability to see the many different types of people that pass by. And because you only see them once (or maybe a couple of times if they're regulars), you can't help but form your own pre-conceptions of these people. I love doing that. It's so fun to wonder what kind of lives other people may be leading, or whatever you believe they're leading.
I see so many gay (?) asian guys, that I never seen before. It's so funny, because they're the nicest people with such great personalities. And they're quite patient as well. If they aren't gay, then they are sure as well very metrosexual. But acutally I think there may be another word that describes ...... oh, that's right. Effeminate metrosexuals. There's a regular couple, that I assume to be lesbians. Asian lesbians. They always have the one porridge with no spring onion and two spoons 'cos they share. They laughed when they found out I remembered them. It's not that hard when they come regularly and order that exact same thing. I wonder if they'll still order one porridge if they split up (*touch wood*)?
There's this lady that comes in with, sometimes her daughter, or son, or mother, or friends, just to have the sweet beancurd. If you're asian, you'll know what that is. She's real nice too. She also found it amusing I remembered her, and now I make it that I get her dessert. The other day, she said I was a really sweet girl. Extra points!
We also have this old man that always comes to eat al a carte at lunch. I don't want to say his name, but he owns one of those funeral...places, where they organise people's funeral's. Yeah anyway, he's a lonely old man with a heap load of money who comes to eat and have cognac. So since he spends just abt $100+, we treat him like v.i.p. All of the above people are coincidentally v.i.p as well. Everytime I see him I feel sorry for him. But when I'm stuck talking to him, I want to get away. He loves kindness. He rewards it with money. But, he's old. You don't know what old people with money are thinking.
Today there was this guy, when I walked by he looked up and smiled. Which got me paranoid 'cos I didn't know the guy. But the more I looked at him the more he looked like a friend's brother. And I asked him. And he said no. How embarrassing! I walked away with shame, with my head held low so people couldn't see me blushing.
I can't think of any other interesting customers.
Other than that, I just realised that I completely went off the topic and THIS was not the topic I was supposed to rant on about.
Hence, the title you see is edited.
~Listening to: End of Fashion - The Game
-{ missing you 8/13/2006 07:39:00 pm }-
Friday, August 11, 2006
- And so it goes... -
Sooo....
There's this girl at uni, right, her name is Tamara. She's going to change her name. To Misty. o_0. And I shall say no more because I don't have anything else to say.
Except the fact that at the restaurant that I work at, there's a dessert called Misty. Ice-cream balls covered in chocolate, presented to you with mist! The mist is just dried ice with hot water. Woop.
Sight is often deceived, hearing serves as a guarantee.
Just a quote from one of my readings. Throughout life, random people have proposed me with the question: would you rather be blind or deaf?
It was always such a tough for me to answer. Now, I guess this quote is the answer to all my problems. *sarcastic tone*
Many funny exchanges with people, but there's a lot. And they don't come to mind now. I was watching Grey's Anatomy today, that I missed on Monday, and was sitting there by myself laughing my head off. Oh god. But it was funny.
Bah
~Listening to: After the Fall - Concrete Boots
There's this girl at uni, right, her name is Tamara. She's going to change her name. To Misty. o_0. And I shall say no more because I don't have anything else to say.
Except the fact that at the restaurant that I work at, there's a dessert called Misty. Ice-cream balls covered in chocolate, presented to you with mist! The mist is just dried ice with hot water. Woop.
Sight is often deceived, hearing serves as a guarantee.
Just a quote from one of my readings. Throughout life, random people have proposed me with the question: would you rather be blind or deaf?
It was always such a tough for me to answer. Now, I guess this quote is the answer to all my problems. *sarcastic tone*
Many funny exchanges with people, but there's a lot. And they don't come to mind now. I was watching Grey's Anatomy today, that I missed on Monday, and was sitting there by myself laughing my head off. Oh god. But it was funny.
Bah
~Listening to: After the Fall - Concrete Boots
-{ missing you 8/11/2006 04:01:00 pm }-
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
- ReBirth -
Today is the day I am a little bit older, and a little bit wiser. Some will hope that I become wise enough to take the right directions and make the right decisions.
I am yet another year older and closer to the end. I am yet another year born and live to have another young experience. What life provides us with, today is the day to cherish.
Cheers to life!
I am yet another year older and closer to the end. I am yet another year born and live to have another young experience. What life provides us with, today is the day to cherish.
Cheers to life!
-{ missing you 8/09/2006 12:26:00 am }-
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
- Rain rain RAIN! -
~It's raining, it's pouring
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed, bumped his head
And couldn't get up in the morning.~
看 我 有 多 聪 明 ， 我 都 会 写 中 文 字 。 我 告 诉 你 们 我 一 定 还 会 写 的 。 WATCH OUT GUYS！ 哈 哈 哈 ， 先 在 想 不 到 东 西 写 所 以 该 去 睡 觉 吧 。 大 家 晚 安 ， 祝 你 们 做 个 好 梦 ！
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed, bumped his head
And couldn't get up in the morning.~
看 我 有 多 聪 明 ， 我 都 会 写 中 文 字 。 我 告 诉 你 们 我 一 定 还 会 写 的 。 WATCH OUT GUYS！ 哈 哈 哈 ， 先 在 想 不 到 东 西 写 所 以 该 去 睡 觉 吧 。 大 家 晚 安 ， 祝 你 们 做 个 好 梦 ！
-{ missing you 8/08/2006 12:15:00 am }-
Monday, August 07, 2006
- Lazinesses! -
OMG, a week! I've been super-duper lazy. Moreso trying to catch up on readings and work on top of that. Plus, no motivation or inspiration. So since I'm so lazy, I'm gonna be super-duper random.
Contact lense are good, but man do they hurt the eyes.
I have a Thai thriller movie that I can't watch 'cos I have no one to watch it with. I tried to watch it with my mum, but her fear factor is extra high these days (probably 'cos she's old =P) and she got super scared at random places. So we stopped watching it or else she'd probably have a heart attack.
Uni is super-duper gay. I don't know what has put me off uni so much. I really really want to quit. But I guess I should just finish what I have started. Mum wants me to study nursing after this.
Hahaha..today we went to the rec centre to watch Alan, Dan and co. play soccer. Whilst the game was on, on the other side of the courts, a couple of guys were shooting some hoops. I didn't notice until Caroline said that they were trying to grab our attention since they kept glancing our way every now and then. One of them even took off his shirt. Lucky for him, he was quite built. So the verdict from six of us girls... unimpressed. As we stepped down from the viewing area, the guy put on his shirt. Mwahahaha.
After that some of us were supposed to have dinner at Ciao! Italia, but it wasn't open damnit. So once again it was Chinatown for some good old chinese. Didn't stop eating, even when we went to Utopia, I had this red bean and sago and milk thing, it was really good. Super-duper full. And a few "dinner" games...not to mention the super-duper slow guy who was the last to get the chopstick thing. *wink*cough*
"Who's this?" hahahaha...
Ah! Kangta and Vaness mv. Missed it.
Aiys..that's all from me...
Catch ya laters, Alligators..
~Listening to: The Click Five - Catch Your Wave
Contact lense are good, but man do they hurt the eyes.
I have a Thai thriller movie that I can't watch 'cos I have no one to watch it with. I tried to watch it with my mum, but her fear factor is extra high these days (probably 'cos she's old =P) and she got super scared at random places. So we stopped watching it or else she'd probably have a heart attack.
Uni is super-duper gay. I don't know what has put me off uni so much. I really really want to quit. But I guess I should just finish what I have started. Mum wants me to study nursing after this.
Hahaha..today we went to the rec centre to watch Alan, Dan and co. play soccer. Whilst the game was on, on the other side of the courts, a couple of guys were shooting some hoops. I didn't notice until Caroline said that they were trying to grab our attention since they kept glancing our way every now and then. One of them even took off his shirt. Lucky for him, he was quite built. So the verdict from six of us girls... unimpressed. As we stepped down from the viewing area, the guy put on his shirt. Mwahahaha.
After that some of us were supposed to have dinner at Ciao! Italia, but it wasn't open damnit. So once again it was Chinatown for some good old chinese. Didn't stop eating, even when we went to Utopia, I had this red bean and sago and milk thing, it was really good. Super-duper full. And a few "dinner" games...not to mention the super-duper slow guy who was the last to get the chopstick thing. *wink*cough*
"Who's this?" hahahaha...
Ah! Kangta and Vaness mv. Missed it.
Aiys..that's all from me...
Catch ya laters, Alligators..
~Listening to: The Click Five - Catch Your Wave
-{ missing you 8/07/2006 10:41:00 pm }-
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
- Feelin' kinda funny -
As the title reads, today I felt kinda funny. What does it mean when you see someone you haven't seen for a long while and you get a sort of funny-awkward-glad feeling? It's the tri-chotomy (?) of the words that confuse me. It's also weird that I'd be glad to see them when, well let's say that me and this person X aren't, friends.. or close of any kind. So yeah, feeling funny just about sums up my confusion.
I just wish I could clear things up with you..
The dodgi-ness of today. The other dodgy thing was me coming to uni for, yet again, one frickin' lecture. Like, I never knew the stupid 211 tutorials start next week.
And another embarrassment from Shirls. That girl is trouble. I feel sorry for the guy who was involved in her loud attempts to embarrass me, which I think she embarrassed the poor guy even more.
Oh yeah, Jase! Snobbed by you, again! grr..
~Listening to: Rain (Bi) - Freeway
I just wish I could clear things up with you..
The dodgi-ness of today. The other dodgy thing was me coming to uni for, yet again, one frickin' lecture. Like, I never knew the stupid 211 tutorials start next week.
And another embarrassment from Shirls. That girl is trouble. I feel sorry for the guy who was involved in her loud attempts to embarrass me, which I think she embarrassed the poor guy even more.
Oh yeah, Jase! Snobbed by you, again! grr..
~Listening to: Rain (Bi) - Freeway
-{ missing you 8/01/2006 08:14:00 pm }-