It's the most wonderful time, Of the year

Just dropping by real quick with a very MERRY CHRISTMAS to all my *ahem* fans *ahem* out there. Teehee. And now I have another place to dash off to. Toodaloos my honeys~

And every magazine, Tells her she's not good enough

Joce by day,

Superjoce by night... with my trusty sidekick, Little Red Riding Hood.

Post inspired by Smallville.

Green Arrow... *drool...

So I still have a thing for cool guys with bows and arrows.

Love me, That's all I ask of you

Bliss... bliss is good.

And now to embark on my long-awaited Heroes, Smallville, Prison Break, Grey's, and CSI journey.

Supposing you'd watched the slow accretion of snow over thousands of years as it was compressed and pushed over the deep rock until the glacier calved its icebergs into the sea, and you watched an iceberg drift out through the chilly waters, and you got to know its cargo of happy polar bears and seals as they looked forward to a brave new life in the other hemisphere where they say the ice floes are lined with crunchy penguins,

and then wham!

Tragedy loomed in the shape of thousands of tons of unaccountably floating iron and an exciting soundtrack ...

... you'd want to know the whole story.

The options and possibilities, Are endless when we connect and re-align

LAST DAY TOMORROW! LAST TWO PAPERS!

Nerd talk: The correlation coefficient for the relationship between the amount of time to the end of exams and my concentration level is nearly +1.0. This shows that there is a strong, linear, positive relationship. MEANING, as it nears the end of exams, my concentration span decreses marginally. When before it was "study one chapter sleep one hour", it has now become "study 10 minutes, rest one hour". I've been occupying myself all day with manga and bits of studying in between.

And after that, it'll be fun fun fun! But before that, a massive massive packing session awaits. *sighs* AND house-hunting too. Oh dear oh dear oh dear.

Serious talk: Do employers really look at a graduate's GPA?? I'm kinda doubtful 'cause we're all gonna graduate with the same certificate anyway. AND I know of plenty who failed and resat their way through Uni but secured good jobs in the end anyway. I'm just tired of being pressured to score a high grade every time. Expectations expectations expectations. But mostly, I pressure myself. Which is highly unhealthy for my mental state. Particularly since I'm shit lazy. So when I panic, I really panic, and I literally feel like I'm going crazy most times.

Okay, so the real point is that, I'm just trying to waste time again so I don't have to get back to studying. Teehee.

I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to, It will all get better in time

Studying is starting to get to me. Another one of my numerous tendencies when I can no longer concentrate is to play Minesweeper. This being because I don't wanna feel guilty that I'm not studying when I should be, and Minesweeper "works the brain", so technically I'm not really lazing. At least that's what I try to tell myself.

And so I clicked on "start" "all programs" "games", and I started searching for..... "calculator". Took me a couple of glances up and down the list before I realised I was looking for the wrong thing. And then when I realised, I went and clicked on "accesories" "calculator", when in the FIRST PLACE, I was really wanting to play Minesweeper. -.-

Reminds me of the previous exam period. Got a bit hungry near midnight so I decided to go downstairs and grab some crackers. Not wanting to waste time while I walked downstairs and back up.... I brushed my teeth. So what was the point in getting crackers when I was brushing my teeth? Imagine how silly I felt when I got to the crackers and realised "hey I've got a toothbrush in my mouth". HAHAHA. So much for saving time. I had to brush my teeth again after consuming said crackers anyway.

Studying is not good for me.

I've also got a new Indian yuan-de-pian-de housemate. I sure hope she's okay 'cause I've heard stuff about previous Indian housemates (before I entered the house). Anyhow, not that I'm gonna be here much longer to endure the torture if she isn't nice anyway.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm trying to delay here as much as possible so I won't have to get back to studying just yet. Even if it's just meaningless rantings. Nyehehehehe.

Yohoho, and a bottle of rum!

And you know, We all want something more than just a simple life

Whoa, first Bong, now Eric's started acting in japanese movies too!

Gotta admit, he really does look like Eric, down to the hairstyle and everything. This dude's from the Zettai Kareshi drama, which is mostly nothing like the manga. Oh wellie wells. I had nothing else to watch since this was passed to me by a friend and my Internet speed's been shaped since 2 weeks ago 'cause I was super watching anime 24/7 during the first 2 weeks of quota rollover, SHO the point ish that my Internet is about (possibly less than) streamyx speed now and streaming videos online is no longer an option ('cause I'm impatient)... not till tomorrow anyway. Tomorrow = new Internet month = another 20GB at topspeed before shaping again! Aaaaaaa~lleluia.

Anyhoo, not like I can enjoy just yet. Last 2 papers on Tues. And they happen to be the most tedious 2. *sighs* Off to variables and elements and properties and javascript mishmash!

As if you're never hurt, As if you're never down

I despise law... or the study of it anyway. Despite the fact that it's gonna be an open book exam, I figured it'll be best if I at least browse through it. The problem arises, however, when the book has 1000++ pages and the words are in tiny print. I started 5 hours ago and I haven't even gotten halfway. Fun.

Apart from that, open book exams are often harder 'cause you have to know precisely where to look, and 1000 pages of gibberish (which is exactly what everything connected to law is to me) in tiny print is not fun to read during exams. The worst thing is that a lot of things in law are not definite and differ from case to case. I'm not even studying to be a lawyer, why do I have to know all this?!

GAH! Ultimate stress.

Not to mention, I haven't even started studying for javascript... which is gonna be another pimple-inducing activity, particularly 'cause I haven't been to class all sem and I so far only really know about 4 chapters out of 13.

The pains of truancy and slacking.

And maybe, You will find that there are better days

Me after the accounting paper yesterday: Depression mode.

Let me tell you why. Exams at USQ used to be 3 hours long. As of this year, they've all been cut down to 2 hours, and consequently, all the exam paper formats should have been revised to cater for the new shorter time limit. HOWEVER, my most awesomest accounting lecturer decided NOT to change the format. His response to the numerous complaints that the time given (2 hours) is simply not enough to complete the originally 3 hour paper? "At this stage, you should be able to complete it within 2 hours"

Is he shitting me?! Grrrrr. 'Tis a funny feeling... this feeling of not finishing a paper on time. I almost did. 5 more minutes and I would have. I was on my final paragraph of the essay question (the last question). Oh and my trial balance didn't balance, because there wasn't ANY time at all to stop and think during the paper. *sobz*

Now let me sit in a corner and wallow in my despair.

Apparently, most of the class didn't even get 3 quarters way through the paper, so that makes me feel an itsy bitsy bit better. Heehee.

At the start of the road, Together building castles in the air

A castle called Lestava in a land called MAR-heaven!

Anyhoo, 1 down 3 to go! Not anything to be happy about though, considering the final 2 papers are on the same day next Tuesday and they're the 2 toughest ones WHICH I haven't studied for as yet. Oh joy oh joy oh joy. -.-

I did something utterly idiotic today. I got some peanut butter and cereal from Coles ('cause during exams I don't feel like cooking so I survive on cereal and bread and soup =D) 'cause I've run out of them at home. And because after lunch I was holding my water bottle, I assumed I was holding my plastic bag of goodies. So one can only guess what the genius Joce did. She left her bag of goodies behind at the food court. Yeah, $5 down the drain. I blame stupid jap boy because he was talking so much. And stupid jap boy never realised I left my stuff behind too, ze foooool. Grrrrrr. Also because it's the first time I've had a meal out in a long loooooong time (even if it's just McD), so I was probably still in a state of delirium when I left.

Tonight you'll cry yourself to sleep, As I lay awake in some far off city

Before I forget, Stalkee No. 9:

Edit @ 9.29 p.m.: It's fairly worrying that I don't feel as panicked as I really should be considering the amount of studying I really did. Paper's at 8.30 a.m. tomorrow, I'll be on the bus by 6.40 a.m., and right now at 9.30 p.m. the night before, I've already closed all my books and turned off my lights preparing to surf the Net till I feel sleepy. I shouldn't be this relaxed, I really shouldn't.......

Is it too much to ask, Can't you just pick up the phone?

I just got a call from my classmate about getting to tomorrow's exam venue.

Him: Hey, what are you doing?

Me: Erm, studying?

Him: WHOA! OMG, you're studying?! There really is a first time for everything, huh?

Me: What's that supposed to mean?!

Him: Well, this is the first time in my whole year as your classmate that you're actually studying. Are you sure you're not lying?

Me: Erm hello, the paper is tomorrow. I know I'm lazy, but not nearly enough to wanna dig my own grave. Hehe.

Him: Okay anyway, are you taking the bus tomorrow? What time and all?

etc etc.

.......

20 minutes later...

Him: Okay, I'll be knocking on your door early tomorrow morning then! Happy studying *cough* yeahright *cough*

Damn, is it really that hard to believe that I actually DO study? Albeit a bit last-minute and all, but I do put in effort to try to study! It hurts *sobz* that people have *sobz* such little faith *sobz* in me. Lol.

Note to self: Attend classes in the future. Never study on the bed. Lock laptop up 2 weeks before exams and hide the key somewhere far from reach. Lock self up in an empty room with nothing but the appropriate textbooks and only leave the room for meals and nature breaks.

Yeah... I'm sure I'll be able to pull that off next time. Sure.....

With no way of knowing , When the wheel stops spinning

I'm re-watching Transformers for the 3rd time. They're so adorable. Big gigantic robots trying to sneak around. So cute. HAHAHA! After exams, I'm gonna spend one whole week just re-watching all the old Transformers cartoons I used to watch. If I can finish it all in one week, that is.

IronHide: He sprayed lubricants all over my foot.

Sam: He peed on you? Bad Mojo, bad Mojo!

---

Optimus: Autobots, hide!

And they did... very well, too... :

It also appears that the surname Witwicky was from the human mechanic and his family in the original animated series.

And when I search my soul I find, A better place to be around

Revisiting my childhood, my favourite character (among others) in Twisted Metal used to be Firestarter. The irony. I liked him 'cause he could cause extra damage while the enemies burnt even when I wasn't directly burning them anymore.

I used to love using Sweet Tooth too, in all versions of TM up till TM4. Extreme cheater character 'cause his specials home in on targets so I can just stay somewhere and shoot and it'll be sure to hit someone. Used to cause my brother much distress.

I could go on forever about Twisted Metal. Yeah, so I liked big metal cars fighting each other. Super metal cars with superpowers. Superpowers, mmmmmm. Heeheehee.

Reminiscence of childhood. When things used to be so simple. All I had to worry about was getting up, going to school, playing sports, coming home, watching TV, playing games. You get my drift.

Now, less than 10 years later, what do I have to worry about? Money, people, and the whole wide world. And possibly procrastination and how much I really need to stop. =D

Incidentally, I realised that the saucepan that died during the little fire incident was the very same one that I used to kill Mr. Spider a couple of days/weeks before that. Karma.

Moral of the story: Big ugly furry spiders can do magic. Not to be messed with.

Far longer than forever, As constant as a star

@#)$(#*$#, I'm gonna be charged $50 for replacing a freaking Fire Blanket, and $12 for a freaking saucepan. GAH! Not like I intended to start the fire. Student Village management trying to suck me dry. *sobz*

I laughed the loudest, Who'd have known

In the lead-up to exams (which I am yet to start studying for), I... almost.... burnt my whole house down. O.O

Cravings for KFC are never a good thing. I haven't had KFC for... more than a year (oh yes, I am that sad), and decided to fry my own chicken to satisfy my cravings.

So there I was happily crumbing my chicken while the oil was heating in the saucepan behind me. As I was coating my final piece of chicken, I heard a "whoosh" behind me. To my horror, the saucepan was on fire.... no small fire at that. I picked up the saucepan and considered for a second about using water, but I remembered from my science classes of long ago that this was NOT a good idea for an oil-started fire. So putting the saucepan on the widest empty bit of floor in the house, I tugged the Fire Blanket and threw it (literally) over the pan. Opening the dining room sliding door, I watched in hopes that the fire would die down. It didn't.

Dashing upstairs, I called "YVONNE YVONNE!!!" and frantically knocked her door saying "fire downstairs fire fire!". See, the reason I called her was 'cause I had hoped she knew what to do, seeing as she was 33 and probably more experienced in said events. It turned out, she panicked more than me. She turned to pull out the Fire Blanket. The very same Fire Blanket that was already on top of the saucepan 'cause I put it there. -.- She soon realised that, with a "Eh, where? Oh you've already put it on!" We stood, choking and watching the fire, and I asked her (pretty calmly, I'm proud to add =D) "What should we do? Doesn't seem like the fire blanket's working. Do we have a fire extinguisher?" And her reply? "No, we don't!!! What to do what to do?!!!! I donno I donno!!!!" The exclamation marks are no exaggeration. Hilarity.

She then ran across the road to call the management dude (thank goodness our unit was so close to management), and the guy very calmly walked across to our house and very very calmly picked up the sides of the fire blanket and stuffed it all on top of the saucepan. And I do mean very calmly. Seemed like it was an everyday event to him. He brought the smothering saucepan outside and starting airing out the house. And he said that in the future if it ever happened again, I should leave the saucepan on the stove and CALMLY lay the Fire Blanket over it, but that I had done a good job anyway.

Am I traumatised? Why, of course not. It's not like I almost died or anything. Who would be traumatised? *sits in a corner playing with fingers and going "heh heh. heh heh heh. heh heh."*

I don't suppose I'm gonna be deep-frying anything for quite a while. And my life has probably been shortened by a couple of years considering the amount of toxic smoke I just inhaled. But, all's well that ends well yes? Yes yes yes?

The moral of this story: Grilled chicken is better than fried chicken. Healthier and much safer. Mmmmmm...

Just a little change, Small to say the least

Mr. Spider came to visit,

Hoping for a bit of lunch,

But I killed him with a saucepan,

With a loud, resounding crunch.

I know I know, I marvel at my wonderful poetic skills. Felt I needed to add some sugar and spice to the horrible thing I just did to Mr. Spider so I'ld feel at least a bit better. In case anybody didn't know, I'm scared shitless of spiders. Mr. Spider was big and furry too. *shudders* As to how I know he's Mr. Spider and not Mrs. Spider? Well, I don't. Mr. Spider just sounds better in the poem. In any case, he's big and furry. Mrs. Spiders should be small and hairless. =D

Assignments are finally over and done with. BUT, exams are just around the corner. *sobz* Considering how much I've slacked this semester (like... not attending a single class all sem?), I have a LOT to catch up on for exams. Consequences of PFUL^zzz.

Here goes Stalkee No. 8:

If we're gonna die tomorow, At least we can say life has been alright

A thousand apologies. I've been very inactive 'cause my few weeks of non-stop assignments is here again (and it's gonna be followed very closely by exams). Prior to the major assignments panic, I've also been overdosing on Disney cartoons. What can I say? I'm still a kid at heart. Hehe. I also love my brother incredibly much and he knows why. =D

Presenting Stalkee No. 7 before I dash off to MYOB Accounting (which is actually quite fun but immensely time-consuming and tedious) again:

Almost believing, This one's not pretend

I'm in love.

*melts at his voice* Overdose of Disney love and Jon McLaughlin. Teehee. I *heart* Jon McLaughlin oh-so-much! His singing anyway =D. So close, To reaching, Our famous happy ending, Almost, Believing, This one's not pretend...... Wow, I could listen to him all day and all night.

How can you dream in the doorway, Without ever going in

Asteroid over Africa

An asteroid discovered earlier on Monday by an Arizona observatory will hit Earth's atmosphere over Sudan in a few hours but will burn up before it can hit the ground or endanger aircraft, astronomers said.

The asteroid will create a large fireball at about 2:46am GMT on Tuesday as it burns up, the team at the Harvard-Smithsonian Centre for Astrophysics said.

"We want to stress that this object is not a threat," said Dr. Timothy Spahr, director of the International Astronomical Union's Minor Planet Centre at Harvard in Massachusetts.

"We're excited since this is the first time we have issued a prediction that an object will enter Earth's atmosphere," Spahr added in a statement.

The asteroid, known as a meteoroid, is between 1 metre to 5 metres in diameter.

"A typical meteor comes from an object the size of a grain of sand," said Gareth Williams of the Minor Planet Centre.

"This meteor will be a real humdinger in comparison."

It will be visible from eastern Africa and will evaporate over Sudan, the scientists said.

"We really hope that someone will manage to photograph it (yes, particularly if Superman emerges)," said Williams.

- *Reuters*

Billions of blue blistering barnacles, there's a great ball of fire in the sky! Yes, it is otherwise known as... the sun... or not. Du du duuuu.

Presenting Stalkee No. 5 and No. 6:

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance

Here you go.. Stalkee No. 3 and No. 4:

Had my first real experience of racism today. While it is true that people in this little kampung called Toowoomba are less friendly than anywhere else in Aus that I've been (I assume it's 'cause they grew up in this kampung and aren't as exposed to being around Asians), I've never actually really had any racist "attacks".

Healthy, fit people as we are, my friends and I usually walk to the shopping places to do our weekly grocery shopping every Saturday. Of course, the real reason is that we're extremely cheapskate students on a low budget and would rather walk the 2.5 km than pay money for the bus. Heehee.

Anyhoo, to cut a long story short, a car full of ugly Aussie dudes drove pass, and one of the passengers shouted and threw a drink box (I don't know how else to call it, you know, those small drink boxes, you knowww, yes yes?) at us. Very manly, I must say, throwing an empty RIBENA drink box at us, because real men drink ribena! Ugly man.

My first thought was to shout "Screw you!", but being the good-natured ASIAN that I am, I picked it up and threw it back at his face and gave him a flying kick 'cause my mama always told me "Actions speak louder than words". Or so I would've liked to have done. =D I ended up just staring at the car thinking "how sad, growing up in this secluded kampung and never learning how to keep the peace with fellow HUMANS".

I didn't actually see their faces clearly, but they must be dumb and ugly. In that little world in my head, all good-looking men are angels.

Of course in that little world, there are also pink elephants... and superpowers... belonging to me, needless to say.

Everyone misses something, And I know time changes everything

Spring = reading under trees and falling asleep in the shade of the leaves and the (preferably cool) breeze all around. Such is peace. Assignments... meddle with such peace. *sighs* Presenting Stalkee No. 2:

Stalkees are presented in alphabetical order, so no fights over who's my favourite yes? Teeheehee.

If there's nothing left to lose, Then there's everything to gain

A month of being lazy and not updating has brought about many questions of my whereabouts. The answer is simple: I was lazy. Heehee. Been busy doing this and that too, namely swimming and getting badly sunburnt. But that's all over 'cause my free pass to the pool expired as of 2 weeks ago.

Spring is here, though it hardly feels like spring... feels like summer came early. In with the heater and out with the fan (unfortunately I don't have the privilege of air-cond here *sobz*). How oh how did I survive in Kch for 19 years? But it DOES mean pretty flowers, pollen pollen pollen, summer dresses, and beeoootiful gardens. And flies. Lets not forget the flies. Incidentally, I dreamt I was being chased by a swarm of killer ninja bees last night. Another one of my secret agent infiltrating super-baddies' base dreams. (It's my inner-superhero trying to tell me something, heehee)

Lots to tell but what I have to tell will bring about more questions and I've decided I'm not obliged to explain myself to anyone just yet. So "lots to tell" will have to come later. At the current moment (as you can probably tell), my thoughts are all over the place. In the meantime, here's what I HAVE been doing. Google stalking. Muahahaha. Introducing the first stalkee (click to enlarge):

Also, after a year and a half of not actively playing basketball, I miss it oh so much! Especially since I've been watching Lan Qiu Huo (despite my initial dislike for it 'cause it's ultra exaggerated in some parts). Oh my darling And1, how have you been back home? I've also got tons of darling Terry Pratchett's to catch up on.

Stay tuned for the next stalkee...In the meantime, kick ass and chew bubblegum!

Wo De Xiao Rong Ni Yao Ji De

Define Hell?

Sunburn from 3 hours of netball. Fever. Cough. Sorethroat. 1 assignment due in 2 days and another 2 days after that and another 3 days after that and another 2 days after (get where I'm going with this?). Just started on the assignment due on Wed. Truancies of the semester biting me in the arse. I really should start attending classes after my 1.5 months of "extended holidays (heehee)". Probably should. Maybe.

Define hate? Assignments. And class (if I ever did attend any).

Just. shoot. me.

Take my message to your brother, And tell him twice

I am back! After my 2-week hiatus due to Olympics. And because of Olympics, I now (again) have a mountain of assignments to catch up with. Hu hu hu. I'm only here for a short while though, since everyone misses me so. *ahem* Teehee. Here's my quick 2-weeks-worth of entertainment before I head off to Olympics again.

I was over at my friend's place a couple of days ago and while waiting for him to get ready so we could go meet our group, his Korean housemate chatted with me.

"So you're from Malaysia?"

"Yes, but I'm Chinese. You know, Chinese Malaysian?"

"Ah ah, ya. So you speak Chinese at home?"

"Erm, I speak English at home, but Chinese with friends."

"Oh, but you speak American too?"

"Yes, I also speak Australian and Canadian and a little bit of Kiwi."

Little did I realise how much I overestimated the Korean guy's English and his understanding of sarcasm.

With genuine awe, he said "Oh wow wow, so many languages! So good so good."

At which I was internally going -.-'''. In order not to embarrass the dude any further, I said, of all things "Teach me some Korean!"

Wrong move...

Secrets and sins, All exposed, Spilling out

Just dropping by for a quick HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Abang Sim who is enjoying Kch and all its glory at the moment *grumble grumble*. It's 2 minutes to midnight, Toowoomba time. I'm sure this is gonna be a great year for you, simply because your birthday's falling on 08.08.08. Triple luck, my friend! Haha. I would write more, except I really should get back to my assignment which I started on today and is due tomorrow. Teehee. I never learn. Talk to you soon! xoxo!

On a side note,

Ah Bong, when did you start acting in Japanese dramas and not tell me? LOL. The guy pictured above was the reason I stopped watching Hana Yori Dango (the jap version) after 2 episodes. 'Cause he's ugly and gay. Just like Bong. They could've picked a better looking main actor! Bong, you know I'm only kidding right. It's okay, no matter how gay or ugly you are, I still love you the same. Heeheehee.

Yes, anyhoo, assignment time. Ka-pwing. Ho ho... hoooo.

Smile, And that's a good enough start

I have the cutest Data Analysis tutor ever. I assoom he iz Fwench becoz he speakz eggzakly like Inspector Clouseau. So much so that I nearly burst out laughing in class today when I realised that.

A week ago I was desperately trying to figure out where he came from 'cause his accent sounded really familiar. Couple of days later, I watched Pink Panther, and it still didn't come to me. Today in class, it suddenly hit me. O m g. I was stifling my laughter 'cause my classmates don't need to think I'm any weirder than they probably already do. He really reminds me of Inspector Clouseau, and not just in the way he speaks. He sorts of like, does questions on the board and teaches and then looks up at us meekly, as if seeking approval, and he smiles to himself, very cute!

Reminds me of Robin Williams. The little kind old man sort. Like Pope Benedict XVI. Benedicto! pap pap, pap pap pap.

Even if classes are boring, I promise I will attend his classes every week just to listen to the French accent. Heeheehee.

Push it out, Fake a smile, Avert disaster, Just in time

A couple of days ago, we were having a discussion about how most people become grumpy and cranky when they're tired. A friend made a passing comment about never seeing me tired, and I told him "Oh, I don't get grumpy, I just become very quiet and spout random nonsense in intervals". A couple of days later, he asked me "Are you really tired?", to which I replied "How did you know?", to which he replied "I haven't heard your voice in the past 5 minutes". Talk about biting me back in the bottom.

And now if you'll excuse me, I have an assignment to run after.

In the words of Ms Eliza Doolittle, "Come on, Dover, move yer bloomin' arse!" ...except my name's not Dover, and I don't have a bloomin' arse.

A statement, a story, a struggle, A chance to laugh

A message came through: "Are you still selling your Information Systems textbook?"

"Yes, I sure am! Wanna buy it?"

"Yes, when are you free?"

"I'm in class now but we can do the exchange after 4" (yerr, sounds like some secret-agent-highly-classified-top-secret files, heehee)

"I'll be free after 5 so maybe then?"

"Okay sure, just give me a ring"

I waited around Uni for a bit till 5.30 just in case buyer-person called, then decided to head home. Hours passed and soon it was 8 and yet, no phone call. I was due at my friend's place at 8.30 so I sms-ed buyer-person and said "Hey I'm going to my friend's place in a bit, so maybe we'll meet tomorrow instead?"

"Okay, how bout I call you around 12?"

"Yeap, sure thing"

12pm the next day rolled round, and on the dot, *message alert* "Are you like free now?"

"Yup yup, I'm free"

"Where should I go?"

"Are you in Uni? I can go meet you if you are 'cause I have to go there anyway. If not, you can come to Student Village"

"Yeah am in Uni. Call me when you're here."

As I neared Uni, I rang buyer-person "Hey, where are you?"

"I'm at *muffled sound* Just tell me where to go. I don't know many places here."

"Erm, how bout in front of the refectory? Wait, where are you again?"

"T block (or D block, I wasn't sure)"

"Okay then, just go to the garden outside T block, I'll head there"

And so the exchange FINALLY happened, and we stood there talking for a bit. And everything was all fine and dandy until "Hey you stay at Student Village right?"

"Yeap"

"Which unit?"

"Unit *3."

"Really? Oh! I'm in Unit *4. We're neighbours!"

Did I feel like killing myself? Yes. All those hours of waiting and arranging a place to meet... and he was my neighbour! I could've just walked a couple of steps and knocked on the door and voila, exchange done. Gah! Story of my life. Sometimes I wonder whether the angels have fun laughing at me from up there.

Turns out he isn't just my new Paki neighbour, he's also my classmate for 2 subjects this semester. -.-

*Unit numbers protected for privacy/anti-stalker reasons.

I just want to be there when the morning light explodes

Phone rings. I pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Miss Jocelyn ***, studying at USQ?"

"Erm... yeah it is"

"I'm calling from the library."

"Uhuh"

We pause for a moment here to include a note from the author: It was very believable 'cause just that afternoon, I submitted my resume to the library so they can call me when they have casual work available. It was such a coincidence okay!

"Have you ever borrowed any books from the library?"

"Yeah, I borrowed one book before last semester"

"What was it called? Because in our records, you didn't return it."

"Organisational Behaviour or something like that. I can't really remember. But I'm very sure I returned it before the due date last semester!"

"Yes, but it shows here that you have an outstanding fee of $62. So the book wasn't returned."

At this point, I was starting to panic 'cause I know for sure that I had returned the book. And I was getting a tad bit suspicious too 'cause why wouldn't the librarian (the librarian with a M'sian accent at that) know what book I had borrowed if it shows in the records that I hadn't returned it? But my panic overcame my suspicion so the conversation carried on.

"But I'm very sure I returned it!"

"Where did you return it to?"

"What do you mean? I just returned it to the book-returning slidey thingy place in the library...?"

"The Toowoomba campus?"

"Yeah yeah"

"Oh, so you returned it to the main campus. 'Cause we have a few campuses you see."

Now obviously Ms. Chia has done her research 'cause there ARE a few USQ campuses and the Toowoomba one IS the main campus. AND the libraries often share their resources.

"Yeah yeah, I returned it to the main campus. I'm very sure that I returned it."

"Yes, but it doesn't show in our records. We need you to go to the library as soon as possible and settle this. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Okay okay, I'll go look for the librarian tomorrow. But I'm still very sure that I've already returned the book before the due date."

The conversation carried on for a full 5 minutes with me agreeing to go to the library to sort this out before "HAHAHA, joce, it's me lah!"

*** Family name protected for privacy/anti-stalker reasons.

O M G. Never EVER do that to me again. It's not good for my heart. I actually believed it 'cause for one thing, I had been to the library that very afternoon to submit my resume, so I assumed that 'cause of that, they checked my library records to make sure I was "clean" before letting my resume through. For another thing, I really had borrowed a book before from the library, and she even knew about the many USQ campuses and Toowoomba being the main one! O M G. I was panicking 'cause I have only ever borrowed ONE book in my whole entire semester in USQ and how could I possibly have incurred a $62 fine on myself from borrowing ONE book. Was I really that unlucky?

ARGHHHH. Evil evil evil. Gave my heart quite a workout. Chia Yii Fang is a master liar. Confession time for you, mi dear!

Nevertheless, it was still really great to hear from you guys! Hehe.

The earth fell fast asleep, This room is safe and sound

Signs that prove you're a student studying overseas:

• Voluntarily signing up for a workshop just because they have free BBQ after.

• Hanging around Uni at 12pm every Wednesday because they often have free food during common hour.

• Hanging around supermarkets for an hour or more on Saturdays waiting for prices of fruits and pastries to drop (to clear off stock 'cause they don't open on Sundays).

• Buying only homebrand products 'cause they are heaps cheaper than known brands.

• Rushing to watch a free movie every few Fridays even if the movie doesn't look that appealing in the first place because (a) the movie is free... it might actually turn out to be nicer than the poster looks and (b) they serve pastries and coffee/tea/juice for evening tea.

• Very thick-skinned-ly asking a person passing out food and magazine samples "Is this free?"

And this is only part of the list. Feels so cheapskate scrimping on everything possible. But whoever said life was easy? Particularly if your parents are old and still working their asses off to send you to Uni overseas to get a better education than they did. Thank you, mum and dad. You have no idea how much I love you guys. =) Bro, if you're reading this, I love you too, but you owe me money. Nyehehe.

Truth be told, I'ld rather have a not-so-good education and my family with me, than to have a good education but my family thousands of miles away. *sigh* Sacrifices.

Bro, in case you think I'm really serious about the money-owing thing. I'm not that calculative. I love you all the same. But that doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook for using up so much money. =D

Lift my hands and spin around, See the light that I have found

I feel I should be giving an excuse for my lack of updates as of late. I went for one class this week. And. I already have an assignment to submit on Friday. And. I have another one to submit on Wednesday next week. And. I'm busy. But mostly... I'm lazy. Now wasn't that obvious. Teehee teehee.

I have also noticed that... the frequency of my blogging is directly proportional to the frequency of my assignments and exams. Hohoho. Be expecting abundant posts in September, 'cause that's when my million and one assignments are all due. =D

And before I panic myself to death, I better go get started (at least on the cover page) on my due-friday assignment.

Also, Ah Mu's cousin is evil. I'll tell you why after Friday. *shoots dagger-eyes at the culprit*

I was meant to tread the water, But now I've gotten in too deep

Eye candy for you lot:

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....

You can tell I haven't had good food in a while, heehee.

I have heard You calling in the night

And so, my lazy week is officially over. Well, technically, my lazy week is never over 'cause I'm lazy all the time anyway. But I really should start working on that 'cause apparently sloth is a sin, and I've already made a full confession during WYD. O.O Heehee. It's gonna take a lot of effort, though. My first class started 10 minutes ago, and here I am, not attending it. *sighs*

Stay tuned for WYD minutes. Even though it's slightly outdated by now. Laziness is a disease.

As to why I'm not blogging about WYD yet since I'm not attending classes today anyway? 'Cause I wanna run around the house singing Christmas carols while I still have the whole house to myself (2 housemates out to work, and 2 aren't back from hols yet). Also because my kitchen and empty refrigerator (and empty tummy, for that matter) beckons. Toodaloos, my honeys. Kick ass and chew bubblegum.

Receive the power, To be a light unto the world

500 emails (3 quarters of which are forwards -.-) and close to 20 hours of sleep later, I am only about halfway to recovery from my 10-day long rest and water deprivation. I'll get back to email-replying and day-by-day WYD blog updates (as per requests) once I fully recover... possibly within the next couple of days, although the sloth in me says otherwise. I haven't even fully unpacked everything yet. Heehee.

I am allowing myself to succumb to my laziness for the next few days, the 10-day sleep-deprived trip being my excuse. First week of Sem 2 2008 has officially passed without me attending any classes at all. I guess the promise I made myself last sem to cut down on my truancy has yet to be fulfilled. =D

Just a little about WYD before I go off to lala-land again. Much as I really enjoyed it, I kinda think people should be a bit more respectful at a religious event such as this. There really wasn't much chance to really spend some time with God, what with the crowds cheering and screaming every chance they get. People chattered away while others were testifying, what was meant to be praise and worship was turned into concerts, and once you do settle down to pray or to "receive the power", a ball hits you on the head because some people treated this whole event like a summer camp by the beach. There were also endless complaints about the food and the event venues etc. etc. Let me just say one thing. We registered as pilgrims. As pilgrims, we're supposed to suffer. So what if the food was bad? It's enough that it keeps us full. So what if we had to walk all over Sydney to get from one event to another? Jesus suffered 1000 times more than we did. So what if a lot of the events weren't as properly organised than we had hoped? It must have already taken them tons of effort to have put together such a huge event. Sometimes I feel people just expect too much. It isn't easy accommodating for 270 000 people.

Nevertheless, it was a thoroughly enlightening experience and I don't regret one single tiny bit for participating. I went with no expectations, and therefore, I was pleasantly surprised by every bit of WYD. Given the chance, I would gladly relive it every day of my life. =) It opened my eyes to a lot of things, and showed me that we really can make a difference if we really try, even if we are only one individual in this humongous world.

Did I mention that after days of complaining that Sydney is really hot for winter, I think I much rather have that than the freezing cold rainy winter days of Toowoomba? Brrrrrr. Dear Lord, it would be very nice if I could possibly go back to Malaysia soon. =)

And with that, I'm off to where the flying donkeys prance and rainbow ponies sing. Good night!

Great is your faithfulness, Oh God

So here I am, back again. HELLO TOOWOOMBA! No more cold nights, no more curry, no more 4 hours of sleep a night or barely any sleep at all, no more roaming the streets of Sydney aimlessly singing and shouting, no more aching feet, no more freezing cold showers in the dead of the night. Oh, how I miss WYD! If only it could last the whole year round. Hehe. *sigh* The suffering and pain cannot compare to the fellowship and fun we had going through all that together. I've never seen so many Catholics united in faith in my whole entire life. Truly breathtaking. I miss my friends. I miss my group. I miss everything that comes with WYD.

But I suppose, all good things must come to an end. I loved it so much, words simply cannot describe how much I didn't want it to end. But then reality hits, and I'm back in my little town away from everyone else once again. I must say, it's HORRIBLY difficult to adjust back to normal life after those 10 days. Honestly, if I said I don't regret moving away from Adelaide, I'ld be lying. But God has His plans, I guess. Acceptance of that fact is a pain in the arse, but it's inevitable.

Will blog more about everything another time. I'm dead tired from all the sleepless nights and waking up at ungodly hours. GOODNIGHT TOOWOOMBA!

On the back of postcards sent from California

Dramas and movies are not good for me. They make me emo. They encourage me to believe in fairytales. They encourage me to believe in happily-ever-afters. They encourage me to believe that there is always a better tomorrow. They encourage me to wait for the rainbow after the storm. They encourage me to have dreams I probably will never achieve.

Unfortunately, reality isn't that simple. Reality isn't quite that perfect. And, the rainbow has yet to appear.

Wouldn't it be nice, though, if we could all really have our own happy endings? If only life were like an RPG. When we muck up, we'll be able to load from where we last saved or start over. We would be able to correct every wrong decision we made the first time round. We would be able to travel around with a company of friends, saving the world. We would be able to get that happy ending, even if we have to redo things every now and then.

And most of all, we'd be able to slay monsters and evil villains and kick their asses to kingdom come. Muahahaha.

And how could, Anybody deny you

I apologise for the inactivity these past few days. I have been busy catching up with movies, books, and friends. I promise I will be back to active blogging soon. And I promise to reply mails/facebook messages and walls as soon as possible. I haven't actually been able to log into facebook the past few days. A couple of minute last night, but it died. Not quite sure why.

I desperately need to find a job. Mostly online searching at the moment. Anybody want to hire me? yes no yes no? =D

And you-know-who-you-are, anytime you're ready to talk, just tell me. You're never alone. Just remember that. *hug hug hug hug hug* Praying for you daily.

And, once again, she gallops off into the distance atop her flying unicorn, otherwise known as Pegasus. Kloppity klop.

Lecturer-Students Lesbian Sex Scandal

Copied directly from Yahoo!7 news:

Sacked professor claims students swapped sex for higher grades

June 21, 2008

Lutz Presser who has made sensational claims about a University of Southern Queensland marking scandal.

By Lacey Burley

SENSATIONAL allegations have emerged that a former University of Southern Queensland female lecturer in Toowoomba gave students higher marks in exchange for lesbian sexual favours.

Sacked School of Creative Arts head Dr Lutz Presser has made the claims as part of his $450,000 law suit against USQ for unfair dismissal.

The claims have been supported by current staff and students at the university who are outraged that management swept the incidents under the carpet.

Dr Presser said a colleague discovered the scandal after looking at student assessment papers in July last year.

"She found paperwork where marks had been simply whited out and higher ones given," he said.

"It was a blatant changing of marks. You could take the white-out off and see the original (mark)."

The female lecturer, who cannot be identified for legal reasons, had been changing the marks of certain female students in another lecturer's class.

Dr Presser said that it soon became clear these marks had been given in exchange for sexual favours.

Dr Presser said he immediately brought this mark-changing incident to senior management's attention.

Dr Presser then left USQ for a month while he was presenting a research paper in Germany.

When he returned in September and asked whether the marking incident had been dealt with, he was shocked to learn that nothing had been done.

"I saw (management) again and said this is very, very serious.

"As far as I'm concerned and as far as I know, this is an instantaneously sackable academic misdemeanour."

A current USQ source said the inappropriate relationships between this particular female lecturer and her "favourite" female students were common knowledge among the faculty's staff and students.

"Absolutely it was common knowledge," the source said.

"The students even had a name for it, it was called the 'Golden Girls' syndrome.

"If you were a certain type of girl; young, blonde, Catholic and prepared to sleep at the house of (the lecturer) you would get higher marks."

The source said there were three of these "Golden Girls", aged between 19 and 25, but they were not known to be lesbians as two of them had boyfriends.

"It was just a marks thing," the source said.

"And (the lecturer) was quite overt about it.

"She would routinely take them out to dinner, take them to the movies and they would sleep at her house."

Dr Presser said the lecturer even told colleagues that a particular female student should be given a higher mark as she wouldn't be happy with the one awarded and that she was going to "house-sit" for her that weekend.

The mark was upgraded.

The USQ source said that staff continuously approached management and were "fobbed off".

One staff member was told that it would be best for their career if they looked the other way.

"The university had allowed lecturers to sleep with students," they said.

Dr Presser, who has been working in universities since 1973, said he had never seen such irresponsible behaviour by lecturers and management.

"It just sends out the complete wrong signal to students 'Come to USQ, **** a teacher, and pass'," he said.

Months later after pressure from staff and students, USQ management set up a three-person committee to look into the cases.

Almost a dozen students had written to management, including one letter which stated that "girls were afraid to be alone in a room with (the lecturer)", Dr Presser said.

Dr Presser said the "investigation" was flawed from the start as one of the three committee members was a close colleague and personal friend of the female lecturer.

Then on December 4, the day before the committee's first meeting, there were three "Watergate" style robberies.

Three lecturers' offices were broken into and all the paperwork relating to the marking incident was stolen.

The culprits even went as far as taking single papers from stapled documents and then re-stapling them.

"I was told I was being 'hysterical' by saying that this (robbery) should be a police matter," Dr Presser said.

Police were not involved.

However, copies of these documents still existed and were handed to management.

In January this year, the committee released a report stating that the incident was an example of "quirky marking".

A second USQ source said that student favouritism was rife.

"The favouritism went along with giving inflated marks," they said.

"We were just astounded that nobody who was doing something wrong was ever pulled up for it.

"The uni thinks that it is a law unto itself.

"I think this pattern of behaviour was pretty longstanding (at USQ)."

The first USQ source said that one female student expressed that she was unhappy with an assessment mark and was surprised when she received her paper back and the mark had been increased by 10 points.

However, this student then became worried that this new mark would come with a price.

"These marks were being changed quite a lot, by 10 and in one case 12 points.

"It pushed their results in the next bracket (for example from credit to distinction).

"This student became stressed about whether there was an expectation for her to sleep at the (lecturer's) house.

"Certainly, the students felt there was a risk and they were afraid.

"It's just been so appalling. The students are treated so badly."

USQ has made significant moves to silence both staff and students from talking to The Chronicle.

An email was sent to staff on Tuesday from the Dean of the Faculty of Arts, Professor Peter Goodall, stating in part: "If you should be asked for comment, can I remind you (for your own protection) of the University's policy that the Vice-Chancellor is the only member of staff who is authorised to comment to the media on management or human resources issues."

A similar email was sent to staff last year.

Students from the faculty involved were also sent an email and directed to attend a meeting with a member of management on Monday, May 26, after talking to The Chronicle.

Students were informed that they were to go through the "proper USQ protocols" before talking to the media in future.

Dr Presser said it was unclear how long this female lecturer had been involved in these inappropriate relationships and mark changing.

"She could have been doing this for years.

"She was protected. The whole thing was a whitewash."

The female lecturer has left USQ.

The Chronicle contacted USQ for comment.

A response from legal firm Clayton Utz, representing USQ, said in part: "As already outlined by the University, the University terminated Dr Presser's employment in the probationary period, in accordance with University procedure.

"The questions raised by the email (sent by The Chronicle to USQ director of corporate communication Dr Aidan Burke) and the context of how they have arisen give rise to significant concern as to the accuracy and relevance of information being provided to The Chronicle.

"Given the spectre of litigation, the University will not, however, make any further comment at this time, save only to put The Chronicle on notice that it will view any false, misleading or defamatory publication of matters very seriously."

Dr Burke said: "The University denies the allegations made by Dr Presser.

"The university will make no further comment in relation to the matter in light of the allegation that it is the subject of actual or foreshadowed legal proceedings by Dr Presser."

So much for the reputation of USQ. *sigh* Just when I moved here too. Gosh. But thank goodness it isn't in my faculty. The worst thing is... the girls were Catholics?! What shame!

No wonder the Faculty of Arts has gone through so much down-staffing. *shakes head* I sure hope nothing like this ever EVER happens in the Faculty of Business and the Faculty of Science.

Don’t scream, There are so many roads left

And so exams are finally over! *humongous sigh of relief* I couldn't concentrate on studying at ALL the whole of yesterday, which is probably not a very good thing for my paper today. But I still managed to answer all the questions... at length, too, nyahaha.

Nevertheless, I AM FREE!!! For now. Until I find a job.

I went shopping again today. I never buy anything when I shop. I just like looking when there's sales. And then stabbing my own heart 'cause I want to save money. But it's still fun looking. And getting free music in the mall. And hugging random cuddly things! Heehee.

It is, once again, time for my MOVIE MARATHON! First off, "The Incredible Hulk", then "Sex and the City", then "Kung Fu Panda", and if I can squeeze in enough time (i.e. if I haven't fallen asleep yet), "Futurama: The Beast With A Billion Backs".

Today is my day of relaxation. Back to work tomorrow. Work being replying my mountain of emails that I put off replying when I was trying to "study" for exams, and all sorts of other random things. Not that I resent replying you guys, of course, hehe. I just want to relax and do nothing today.

Relax, Take it easy, For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, Take it easy, Blame it on me or blame it on you.

The biggest word you ever heard, And this is how it goes

Its...

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Even though the sound of it is

something quite atrocious

If you say it loud enough you'll

always sound precocious

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Um diddle diddle diddle,

um diddle ay!

Because I was afraid to speak when

I was just a lad

Me father gave me nose a tweak

and told me I was bad

But then one day I learned a word

That saved me achin' nose

The biggest word you ever heard

And this is how it goes: Oh!

(Chorus)

He traveled all around the world

And everywhere he went

He'd use his word and all would say

"There goes a clever gent"

When dukes and maharajas pass the

time of day with me

I say me special word and then

they ask me out to tea. Oh,

(Chorus)

You know:

You can say it backwards, which is:

Dociousaliexpisticfracticalirupus,

but that's going to be too far. Don't you think?

Indubitably!

So when the cat has got your tongue

There's no need for dismay

Just summon up this word and then

You've got a lot to say

But better use it carefully or it could

change your life...

I said it to me girl one day

And now me girl's me wife!

She's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

For all the right reasons, And you'll hear all the old people say

I may be a little outdated since I don't exactly get Malaysian newspapers anymore, but...

Is this for real?

I'm honestly wondering whether it's really Dr. Mahathir posting in that blog. 'Cause if it is, we have possibly the coolest ex-Prime Minister ever! Why did he ever step down, though? I honestly think things have progressively gotten worse ever since.

Am I even allowed to say that? I'm technically not bounded by Malaysian law since I'm not even in Malaysia at the moment, and in Australia, we have freedom of speech. Ho ho ho. Right? I don't wanna go to prison! My exams are about to end too!

But it's still way cool if it really is him posting.

Say you'll share with me, One love, One lifetime

I just came back from the USQ Theater Opera thingy (yeah yeah, I need a break from all my "hard work", heehee).

I have fallen in love... with their voices and their singing!

O M G. If a guy sang like that to me, I'll melt. If a guy played some kind of instrument and sang to me, I'll melt. Okay, if a guy sang to me, I'll melt. Period. Provided he isn't tone-deaf, of course. (It would help if he was drop-dead gorgeous or if I thought he was cute or if I had some interest in him in the first place, heeheehee)

Wow. All I can say is... Wow. I wish I could sing like that.

After watching an episode of "Joey"... I want the guy who would give me snow on Christmas too. Lol. I really need to stop watching random sitcoms and start studying. =D

Sleepless nights, Wrong or right, Goodbye

Good morning, Toowoomba!

It is 5.45 a.m., 3.8˚C. I am freezing, and scrambling about trying to wake myself up so I can go catch the bus to get to my exam hall on time. Of course, by on time, I really mean an hour early, simply because the bus any later than the one I catch will arrive just 5 minutes before exam and I would have to sprint to the exam hall (about 10 minutes of normal walking away from the nearest bus stop), by which time all the information I have no doubt, and quite sufficiently, lobbed into my brain will all dissipate into the passing winds.

Why oh why do they torture me so?

Did I mention it was freezing?

GOOD MORNING WORLD! I AM READY TO TACKLE YOU! *hits snooze on alarm* After 5 minutes.....

But your demons and your angels reappeared

Something tells me my Intermeshies came at the wrong time. *sigh* Browsing youtube for music videos the whole day is turning out to be my definition of studying.

I love duets.

Always on Your Side - Sheryl Crow and Sting

My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away

But every now and then you come to mind

'Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game

But when your name was called you found a place to hide

When you knew that I was always on your side

Well everything was easy then

So sweet and innocent

But your demons and your angels reappeared

Leaving all the traces of the man you thought you'd be

Leaving me with no place left to go from here

Leaving me so many questions all these years

But is there someplace far away

Some place where all is clear

Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear or are you left to wonder

All alone eternally

This isn't how it's really meant to be

No, It isn't how it's really meant to be

Well they say that love is in the air

But never is it clear how to pull it close and make it stay

Butterflies are free to fly and so they fly away

And I'm left to carry on and wonder why

Even through it all I'm always on your side

But is there someplace far away

Some place where all is clear

Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear or are we left to wonder

All alone eternally

Or is this isn't how it's really meant to be

No, Is it isn't how it's really meant to be

Well they say that love is in the air

Never is it clear how to pull it close and make it stay

If butterflies are free to fly why do they fly away

Leaving me to carry on and wonder why

Was it you that kept me wondering through this life

When you know that I was always on your side

Rail Union Strike

Rail union could strike on Youth Day

By AAP

Rail unions will not rule out strike action during World Youth Day celebrations next month, but say it is not their preferred course of action in solving a long-running industrial dispute.

The Rail, Tram and Bus Union (RTBU) is locked in tense wage talks with the state government, with workers demanding a five per cent rise, but the government offering only 2.5 per cent.

The difficult negotiations have led to threats of industrial action by rail workers, including possible strikes next month.

The workers have been issued with ballot papers to vote on the government pay offer, or consider industrial action, with the vote closing on July 2.

RTBU chief Nick Lewocki says should members support industrial action, they will then decide whether to strike during World Youth week - which takes place from July 15 to 20.

Industrial action would take the form of either a one-hour or two-hour stoppage, Mr Lewocki said.

"When and if we take action would be determined after the ballot closes on July 2," he said.

"At this stage we're not saying we're going to take action during World Youth Day, but we're not ruling that out.

"We're simply saying that our first step is we'll await the outcome of the ballot, we'll then consult with our key workplace delegates and the workforce and determine where we go."

Mr Lewocki said a World Youth Day strike was not "the preferred course of action", and the union was still committed to negotiations with the government.

NSW Transport Minister John Watkins said he was confident unions wouldn't strike during the high-profile international event, "even if they wish to have a stoppage."

"They are very aware of the sensitivity of World Youth Day for the people of Sydney," he told Macquarie Radio.

"Negotiations will solve this dispute."

Noooo, they can't. They just can't. I don't want to have to be walking around monstrously humongous Sydney in dead winter. Nooooo. *fingers crossed that the dispute will be resolved by that time*

I'm still learning how to trust, It's so hard to open up

And the random nonsensical updates continue. Until the end of my exam, at least.

Sudden cravings for laksa again. What is it about cold winter mornings, cravings for authentic food from home, and me? I will never know. Probably all that talk about the difference between sarawak laksa and penang hokkien mee last night with ms h'ng and ms yvonne.

It has become a malady, that after every paper, regardless of the amount of time (way too little of it, at that) I have 'till the next paper, I have to watch movies and engage in nonsense activities for an entire day before I can continue studying for the next paper. Am I a hopeless case? I wouldn't like to think so. =D What's even worse is that, it's 8.20 a.m. I've just woken up. AND I'm already here at my blog (only because I wanna delay having to start studying today). Ho ho ho.

Anxiously awaiting the end of this week when my papers will all be finally done and over with and I can relax! For as long as I haven't yet found a parttime job, that is. And Youth (hopefully transport can be arranged *fingers crossed*). And Tenzin's birthday celebration. I actually have things to look forward to! Muahaha.

Procrastination awaits. *poof*

As if you're never hurt, As if you're never down

I am a happy, happy girl. =D

Let's just hope I'm not deluding myself.

Fight against our prejudice and try to straighten out this mess

In less than 24 hours, my next paper begins. And I went shopping this morning. -.- I had the sudden urge to go buy cereal. And then browsing the aisles, I missed the first bus home. So I wasted another hour browsing the aisles, and ended up buying cereal, milk, and chocolate powder. Took me 2 hours to buy 3 items, just because I missed one bus. *sigh*

Once I reached home, I indulged a little too long in my zen activities... namely Terry Pratchett and sewing. Hah hah. Be gone, inner (and outer, and all over) sloth! I really need to get mah nose in mah books, but I don't see that happening anytime soon.

I need help. Divine help.

We do what we need to be free, And it leans on me like a rootless tree

I took too long a break last night. Not to mention, a cookie baking break this morning. And once again, I'm panicking. Oh woe. Will I ever be prepared for an exam? Probably not.

I want something to believe in, I want to see what I cannot see

First paper down. 3 more to go. *sighs* When will this torment end?

I present to you... my exam hall layout, or a part of it anyway, the part that I'm in (although it all looks the same anyway), muahaha:

This is the little corner of the room that I was in. The black slabs of rectangular objects are the tables, and the dots are people. There are 2 people to a table, and tables are all joined except where a space is left after every 4 or 5 tables to allow people to walk in between. Kinda reminds you of a refectory. That pink/purple dot is me. The bright blue dot opposite me is the person who's getting zero 'cause he didn't show up at all. But, of course, that meant I had the whole table to myself so I could throw my pens and pencils all around. And that green dot is my darling. *swoon* HAHA. Of course I'm kidding. -.-

As you can see, apart from picking a nightclub (which was really impressively cleaned up, I must say) to hold our exams, they gave us ample opportunity to cheat. We actually sit facing each other diagonally, and the distance between one person from the next is possibly only 2 meters or so. Of course, the examiners are constantly walking around and eagle eying us, but it's still horribly easy to cheat... IF we had multiple choice questions and you trusted the person opposite you, that is.

Nevertheless, I'm not complaining. It's kinda a good thing, 'cause you feel less of the pressure normally felt in exams. And when you walk out earlier than everyone else, no one actually really pays any attention, unlike normal exam hall layouts where everyone can see you walking out.

USQ is cool. =D And now to return to more cramming before my next paper. Procrastination is the devil.

My wish for you, Is that this life becomes all that you want it to

[And so, exam week has begun]

I wish...

That there could really exist such a thing as a perfect peaceful happy world

That this life really does become all that I want it to

And that for once, I won't be expected to ace everything with flying colours, but that people will be contented if I just pass everything.

Sometimes I really do wish that people won't hold such high expectations of me all the time. Such unnecessary pressure. Isn't it enough if I pass?? This could most definitely be the inner sloth speaking, though. But it does hold some semblance of truth no? ISN'T it enough if I pass?

And I do wish the Indian next door would SHUT UP. The walls here are cardboard thin, so please do NOT speak at the top of your lungs all night long. It's annoying enough during the day, but late at night, at least be a little bit more considerate to your neighbour. If even I can hear everything you say (despite the fact that I don't understand a word), I'm pretty sure whoever you're talking to can hear you loud and clear even if you don't shout. And STOP tapping random rhythms on my wall at 3 am in the morning! GAH. When I knock the wall to let him know that he woke me up and to stop tapping, he taps even louder! Retard. I wanna kick his Indian ass all the way to Alaska and treat the polar bears to a nice authentic Asian meal. *grumble grumble*

I don't mean to offend anyone. I have very nice, un-retarded Indian friends. The above frustration was aimed at this one particular neighbour.

Now that I've got that all off my chest, I'm happy again. Teehee. And now, to return to my last-minute cramming session. *flips cloak and disappears into the night*

When you feel so tired, But you can't sleep

Have you ever wondered what it was like to be the kitten in the box? The one in the alley. The one last lonely kitten that no one chose. The one that sat there while it's brothers and sisters found homes. The one that meowed but was never heard. That one abandoned one.

I want to find that kitten and bring it home. And shower it with love. 'Cause sometimes, it kinda feels that way.

My dose of obligatory pre-exam emo-ness. Countdown to brain carnage: 2 days.

The number midway between 7 and 9! The number midway between 7 and 9!

Can't embed this one 'cause it's not allowed so here, clickety click you go!

And another one, courtesy of darling Eve =D

Terry Pratchett has a lisp and Alzheimer's. So cute (to the former) and NOOOOOO (to the latter)!!! Alzheimer's means... after a couple more years, there won't be anymore of his novels to entertain me. Armageddon is nigh. *sobz*

And I should've been there, In the back of your mind

Having a "sliding door to balcony" room instead of a "wooden door to balcony" room during winter is heaven. My room is warmer than the rest of the house during the day. Ho ho ho. It does have its drawbacks, though. At night, my room, in contrast, is colder than the rest of the house, and during summer I literally liquefy and vaporise... evanescence is not what it's cut out to be. Regardless, I shall enjoy and bask in the glory (and warmth) of my room while it is still winter.

I need to find a place that is conducive to my studying habits. And believe me, I have been trying really hard, and failing, to find this place.

At the library, I watch people and shelves, and dream. Yes, my subconscious would rather watch shelves upon shelves of books and people than actually read the book I really should be studying from. At the park under the tree where it's so peaceful, who would want to study? Not to mention if I can watch shelves when I'm in the library, what's to stop me from watching everything else when I'm in the park. And peaceful surroundings = perfect place to let your mind wander. At home, I fall asleep, as has been proven countless times. As long as I have a textbook or anything academic in front of me, I fall asleep... hence the "advantageous assimilation" theory. I am incorrigible. *sigh*

Ever wondered what it would be like to grow up in a farm and do chores your whole life? Horseback riding, growing crops, chasing sheep, rolling around in the green green grass, occasional visits from the big bad wolf. What's not to like?

City sidewalks, Busy sidewalks

Dressed in holiday styleeeee, in the air there's a feelinggggg of Christmaaaaas. Children laughing, people passing, meeting smile after smiiiiiiile. And on every street corner you'll heaaaaaar...

Why is it that every time I try to study I have this tendency to start singing Christmas songs? Answer: Because Christmas is happy, and studying isn't. Gah. I'ld rather be out prancing around.

We dug a hole in the cool grey earth, And lay there for the night.

"I have a dream. And that dream is you." L.a.m.e.s.t. pickup line I have ever heard. For real. -.-

I once again have access to Intermeshies! *cackles with glee* It was originally connected on Wednesday, but my phone has been acting up since then. Probably 'cause they screwed up during the ADSL line connection *glares at Telstra*, but the problem's all fixed and happy now.

Unfortunately, I'm not all fixed and happy. Because. Because. 'Cause exams are 3 days away! I have managed to "study" for the few days when I was disconnected from civilisation. By "study", I mean I actually took my textbooks out and opened them. And read... a little. But progress is still progress, however minuscule.

And to celebrate my reattachment to the outside world and my herculean effort in studying (or trying to, at least), I have here... microwave popcorn and a movie! Muahahahahaha. Now now, don't you fret. It's just a little self consolation for the 2 weeks of doom which is not far off.

With that, off I zoom at lightning speed. "Onwards!", yells she, as she gallops off into the distance. *klop klop klop*

It is also fairly worrying that people from around the world are reading my blog. I would hereby like to make a claim that I am truly not as mentally detached from this world nor as psychedelic as I may sound. Would that be convincing enough?

I can bring my guitar when my time is up, And I'll play it for you

A second post to make up for inactivity for the next couple of days when I won't have access to Intermeshies.

I was browsing through old posts (did I mention I am all too easily distracted when I need to study?), and came across two about my career choice. Hilarity. Firstly, I can't believe some people actually believed I was serious when I said I wanted to become a firefighter. For one, I am dead sensitive (not to mention, afraid) of immense heat and fire. Secondly, why would I want to become a firefighter?! No doubt it would be a pretty relaxing job, assuming that fires don't occur quite so frequently. But me? A firefighter? Beyond my imagination.

The second post was about me wanting to take hotel and resort management and people telling me that I'm wasting my brains and that it wasn't the right choice. Turns out, they were right. I ended up switching. Still not doing something I really want to do, but there's really nothing I can do about it, is there. Just have to grin and bear it. And hopefully, survive the remaining years of studying life before I get thrown out into the real world where I'll have to grapple and bite to survive.

Or perhaps, I could just sit here and pray that I marry rich and slack the rest of my life. Ideal, indeed.

Sidetracking a little, anyone in Toowoomba wants a basketball buddy? Or swimming buddy perhaps (although not quite ideal at the moment, considering it's the start of winter)? Or tennis? Or badminton? Or anything else that will get me away from my perpetual reliance on indoor activities, particularly in the form of the lcd screen I'm staring at right now, to entertain myself, and out in the beautiful sun? No one I know here likes sports. =(

Should I really be worrying about this when my pile of notes are still festering in their little cozy corner, making me feel guilty? Probably not.

So I smiled and tried to mean it, To let myself let go

What I do when I really should be studying.

From this...

...to this...

I cut and sewed that strap from an old shirt that had a big hole in it. Heehee. A rather time-consuming task, I might add.

Reason? Because the sharp thong straps were killing my feet, so by turning it into a sandal, the pressure is shifted to the hand-made "sandal straps" instead of those fanged thong straps constantly trying to manducate my feet. And also because I find the strangest things to do when my sub-conscious tries to run away from studying, and the gnawing guilt that comes with it.

I reckon... that I desperately need help. O.O

Also, I will be without Interwebs for the next couple of days because my own connection hasn't been set up yet. Been sharing these past few months but not sharing anymore starting tomorrow. Estimated date of set-up was 12th, or so the guy said. But might be later than that (*fingers crossed* hopefully not).

It would seem that I am a little bit slow, but it only just occurred to me that Jaring (in malay) = Net (in english). Malaysians are quite the creative creatures, aren't they. -.-

Well this is the long way, This is the right way

I am happy to announce that... I still haven't done any studying. *sighs* So much for hoping to get motivated. I've come to terms with my predicament, that being that nothing motivates me more than the night before the actual exam.

As such, I would like it to be known that I'm... *cue music* too sexy for my shirt (reminds me of a certain someone... hmmm). And that's why it ran away from me. I lost a shirt at laundry a couple of days (possibly a week or 2) ago. And I only realised it today. Yes I believe I do care a lot about my clothes. *grin* Maybe my shirt was too sexy for me so it went and found another owner. OR maybe the dryer ate it up, which is highly likely, considering how dodgy it looks. Regardless, the point of the matter is that I lost a shirt.

And that will be the highlight of today as I return to continue my countdown to doom. And with that, most certainly, comes advantageous assimilation, as mentioned 2 posts previously.

Ultimately, what's really keeping me away from my studying is Terry Pratchett and his wonderful collection of books that I never get tired of reading. Of course, this could just be another one of my excuses to make myself feel better about being so indolent (only when it comes to studying, of course. Or anything academic for that matter). Heehee.

As such, I have also been crowned (unreasonably, I might add) the "Qiao Ke Nu Wang", which basically just means I am the ultimate queen of truancy. My reasoning? I ... don't listen in class anyway so what's the point of going. Besides, sleeping in class isn't quite as fun as sleeping at home.

The blessed faces, The happy babies

Wherefore do I weep, at knowing the joy, the warmth, at feeling the peace, the fire.

And wherefore do I puke (or on the verge of, anyway), at eating a large packet of fries. Junk food was never meant to be eaten in bulk. *puke*