funsy

be collateral damage thanks to politics in a educational institution.
realising that a best friend turns out to be a lying SOB.
having the prog departmentS of PD in relatively dire straits.

bring it on man! how else do you want to kill me?

christmas and boxing day

christmas was spent coming home. which i almost didnt make it cos was held back by aussie customs thanks to my very smart souvenir choice. i mentioned time and again that i have the coolest parents. instead of being traumatised by the experience, they were kinda enjoying and appreciative of the professionalism of the police. now, i can safely blame most, if not all, of my sins on them – the alcohol, the short skirts, the ijustnotwanttowork etc.

boxing day was spent with my two favouritest guys. forcefeeding donuts, random walkaround, HRC, loads of laughter with and at each other, lazing around, catching up. basically not doing anything constructive.

today, with the internet semi-fixed, i need to get back to work. oh wells. all good things come to an end. and i hope for new year to be just as fun…!

internet deprived

am extremely internet deprived after being on hols and with the home’s net down. bah. but otherwise, this christmas has been good, firstly cos i cant do much work being away and without connection.

had a grand total of one christmas present and one christmas card. but catching up with family and friends, no matter how tiring, triumphs over everything else.

p.s. those who ask for donuts from melbourne within these two days will still get

midway through the melbourne trip

the cons:
summer feels like bloody winter.
everything is too darn expensive.
racism.
there is really so many activity one can do alone in a foreign land.
i look like a kid and get ID-checked all the time.

the pros:
i am not spending a single cent of my own.
beer/wine/alcohol is damn freaking cheap. i would buy back for everyone if i could.
guys are way hotter and taller than those back home. even the butchers, i am not kidding.
i have time to do random things like walk around aimlessly and read leisurely.
atas hotel has nice breakfast.
amazing architecture and easy to figure out streets.

at the end of the day, even though parents are with me, not home is not home.

leaving for a bit

dont miss me too much!! :p

p.s. will still be blogging if internet is cheap.

went underwear shopping with my younger bro

and he wandered around the lingerie department with me plus paid for my purchase.

one of the many soundbites from him:
just give him hope larh so at least he wont die.

to whom i can cuss like nothing, my family is damn cool.

3

the tattoo is such a good topic of conversation.
editing a 20-page report is not fun.
the dustin and natalie magic emporium show is not really worth the money.

fingers in too many pies

yes xue, laugh all you want. i am officially panicking.

my room looks exactly the same since my last paper. eh.. wrong. it is messier now. there are increasing piles of things in my study area. the last time i ironed a piece of clothing was two months ago (cant tell right? i must have too much clothes.)

almost all the people i promised to catch up with remain unmet!

if my laptop crashes, i will kill myself cos the last time i sorted and backed up anything was erm.. i cant rem!!

the work i have to do to properly handover is probably more tedious than the work themselves. dont get me started on the personal issues… gah!

how to fly off like that??

take me out

four alcohol-based gatherings in a week is NOT good for the body system. but sometimes, all a girl needs is to be surrounded by old friends, random plus not so random conversations and bubblys.

Drink up, baby, stay up all night
The things you could do, you won’t but you might
The potential you’ll be, that you’ll never see
The promises you’ll only make

Drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
Do what I say and I’ll make you okay and drive them away
The images stuck in your head

People you’ve been before that you don’t want around anymore
That push and shove and won’t bend to your will
I’ll keep them still

Drink up, baby, look at the stars
I’ll kiss you again between the bars where I’m seeing you
There with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time and I’ll make you mine
Keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
Where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot

all for nothing

it’s amazing how everything that used to matter just crumbled into dust. it’s appalling how the once beautiful face is now incredibly ugly. it’s frightening how calm everything was being digested by me.

i’m sorry for myself and someone else. for actually giving our all only to emerge as fools. i pity the spinner of this massive web, for there is failure in understanding that the only way to gain true respect and love is treating the people the same way.

a lesson bought with far too much money and a little more time than i would have liked.