pful-ness

Illusions never change, Into something real

2010-02-03T14:09:00.001+10:30

I'm contemplating the burial of this blog. Or perhaps a sudden revival? Hmmm...

Believe in freedom, in love and fortune, And all we need is a piece of heaven

2009-06-26T12:00:00.004+09:30

After all the procrastinating, hours of supposedly studying but playing game instead. It is finally over. FREEDOM for a month.

Meeting up with friends later for bowling but am already thinking about Melbourne. Tuesday!! What to pack? At this rate, i'll end up bringing my whole house to melbourne. H-E-L-P!

When I get back from Melbourne, I definitely need to get a job. Anyone wants to hire me? OR you can donate to the Joce is Poor Fund.

What would you do if you won 90 million? Thats how much the tuesday lotto draw is going to be. To any prospective winner out there =D ever thought about sponsoring a hardworking, diligent, bright young prospective Accountant or IT Specialist? =D

Michael Jackson died btw. And I'm still poor.

Post courtesy of YI, future chef-er who's switching to chef-ing because he likes cooking.

The warm breath of your closest friend , I'm waiting, I'm waiting

2009-06-19T10:22:00.003+09:30

Hours to D-Day: 76.

Subjects done studying: 0.

Level of panic:

Except my brain seems to have a bit of a malfunction.

My heart says "SUPER PANIC SHOULD HAVE STUDIED EARLIER AND ATTENDED CLASSES", but my brain says "Ah, what's the worry. I still have time for one more game." And in the background, you hear "Pressure. Stress. Does not comprehend. Does not comprehend. System shutdown."

Time to nap.

Every smile and every tear, Every hope and all your fears

2009-06-16T21:00:00.002+09:30

And the procrastination continues...

I went to the state library today. I was there for 4 hours. I studied 5 chapters. I am proud. Although I am still extremely behind. And the guy on Sha's left side was smelly. And the guy on my right was sneezy. But I am still proud. I studied.

Cherry elephant athazagoraphobe banana tree.

Baptised in the river, I'm delivered, I'm delivered

2009-06-14T18:48:00.004+09:30

I just spent the past hour and a half desperately wading through the third page of Chapter 3 - Product costing, all the while thinking about what I should cook for dinner. Not to mention the number of naps I took this afternoon; Probably explains the length of time it took to get past the first 2 pages - 4 hours.

H-e-l-p.

'Cause in my head there's a Greyhound station, Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations

2009-06-13T20:00:00.003+09:30

8 a.m.: *wakes up oozing resolution* I am really gonna finally study today!

8.30 a.m.: *feeling sluggish* I'll wait till midday, then I'll start.

12 p.m.: I need to cook lunch. I'll start at 2

2 p.m.: Chrono Crusade only has 57 chapters. I'm sure I can finish it by 5, and then I'll start.

5 p.m.: Still not done with Chrono Crusade. I'm sure I'll finish by 7, and then I'll start.

7 p.m.: I need to cook dinner. After dinner, I'll definitely start.

8 p.m. (after dinner): I feel so sleepy. Maybe I'll nap first and then I'll start.

Conclusion: Joce is incorrigible.

I am now officially one week and one day behind my study schedule.

Paint yourself a picture, And then you break another picture

2009-06-03T23:54:00.003+09:30

Time reversed, they're calling from the universe

2009-05-28T21:14:00.000+09:30

Cash-strapped uni student wins $13m with old lotto ticket

May 28, 2009, 12:47 pmA Perth university student, struggling to scrape together some cash, has discovered she is $13 million richer after checking a ten-month-old Oz lotto ticket.

The 30-year-old woman has told officials her father gave her the ticket as a gift in July last year.

For the past 10 months the outstanding ticket has made headlines as Western Australia's largest unsolved lottery mystery.

The woman says she put the ticket in a draw and completely forgot about it until she began worrying about money.

"I woke up this morning worried about our finances," she said.

"something made me think to check the tickets and I thought that if I win something, then I could help Mum and Dad out."

At first glance the woman thought she had won $13,000 but was later informed the amount was $13,185,273.

The woman wants to remain anonymous.

Anyone feeling generous? =D

Till you open the door, There's so much more

2009-05-24T00:22:00.000+09:30

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/United_States_of_Malaysia

Result of frustration perhaps?

Take off your jacket, Don't walk out that door

2009-05-19T11:40:00.005+09:30

What I'm doing when I really should be working on the army of assignments populating the corner of my room.

A little pre-explanation for the next one. For those not living in Aus, TGYH (this program) runs on Channel Ten. ABC is another TV channel.

Another day and you've had your fill of sinking

2009-05-09T15:19:00.002+09:30

This is the 3rd time in the whole semester I have ever been to my uni library. I've never borrowed a book. I've never used the computers for research purposes. And I've almost never actually done anything remotely related to my studies here. I'm awesome.

And so here I am a-sitting in my uni library. I have been a-sitting in my uni library for the past 2.5 hours. I have been a-sitting in my uni library for the past 2.5 hours on a Saturday. I have been a-sitting in my uni library for the past 2.5 hours on a Saturday in front of this computer. I have been a-sitting in my uni library for the past 2.5 hours on a Saturday in front of this computer surfing the Intermeshies and googling random stuff and Facebooking and emailing. I have been a-sitting in my uni library for the past 2.5 hours on a Saturday in front of this computer surfing the Intermeshies and googling random stuff and Facebooking and emailing while waiting to go watch Wolverine (which I've already watched over the Internet, but Gambit is so awesome I must see him on a big movie screen). It would seem Wolverine will not happen today because dinner plans are drawing ever-near.

I have been extremely hardworking it seems...

Piece me back together when I fall apart, Tell things you never even tell your closest friends

2009-05-06T00:13:00.000+09:30

I often wonder, if life were a journey of self-discovery... will I ever find an answer? Maybe the answer's staring me in the face but I'm not seeing it. Or perhaps deep down inside, I know the answer, but my subconscious chooses not to acknowledge it.

Maybe I need to concentrate a bit harder and try to hear the little voices in my head... although much of what comes out of my head is questionable. Maybe God is trying to tell me things in my dreams, but how far should I be reading into my dreams? How much of what I dream is even relevant?

Where do I belong? Who am I really? What am I meant to do?

Sounds like an acute case of amnesia.

I'm just having a moment.

And all I needed was a call, It never came

2009-05-04T15:13:00.002+09:30

After an hour of vacuuming and cleaning of the living room carpet in the midst of my assignments, I finally decided drastic action had to be taken.

A quick scribble after:

A happy vacuum cleaner is the makings of a happy me.

Is this perhaps a bit too obvious?

That part of me left yesterday, The heart of me is strong today

2009-04-15T13:04:00.003+09:30

Only in Japan...

And they say Japanese are conservative?

Here's an american one...

Love the old man in the cargos, lol!

Heaven's hope was written in the stars, Before the mark of time

2009-04-03T16:48:00.003+10:30

Management Accounting Mid-sem test MCQ5:

Annie is a CPA and an accountant for A Bank. B Constructions Pty. Ltd. is one of the bank's clients and Annie is aware that this company is currently facing financial difficulties. At a wedding party, Annie met a friend who told her that she was going to invest in B Constructions Pty. Ltd. Annie decided not to let her friend know about the company's financial difficulties because she was in a bad mood. Which of the following is correct:

A) Annie had not breached any ethical issue as none of her family members were harmed by her decision. (o.O)

B) insert-random-smart-sounding-answer-that-I-can't-remember

C) insert-random-smart-sounding-answer-that-I-can't-remember

D) Annie had not breached the ethical issue of client confidentiality as she had not disclosed any information to her friend regarding the company's difficulties.

E) Annie should not have friends.

Easiest. Question. Ever.

I actually snickered out loud at this question without realising it (hence the funny look from mr guy-next-to-me who seemed to be having trouble with his paper). Unfortunately, the rest of the paper wasn't quite so entertaining =(.

But this is how the story ends, Or have we just begun

2009-03-29T16:12:00.003+10:30

[31/03/09 - 9.15pm - the malay bits have just been edited in 'cause the minute I told gloglo that teman serumah aku tak ada FB aku, dia add aku. o.O]

Random cuts and wounds have been appearing on my fingers and legs lately. Kinda makes me wonder what exactly do I do when I'm unconscious at night. I keep telling myself that it's 'cause the weather's getting real dry and so my skin is more prone to splitting, but seriously, the wounds don't look very natural to me. It's helping me make good use of my massive collection of band-aids though.

Thought processes of Joce in a supermarket. *browse aisles browse aisles* "Oooh, band-aids on sale. Cheap. Buy. You never know when you need band-aids."

Anyhoo, my posts are gonna start becoming irregular again 'cause Uni has been crazy. I haven't even had time to go on my usual stakeout of the basketball court near my house (Finally found one! But I'm yet to figure out how to actually get into the basketball court and whether it's free for public use).

A long-awaited update on kawan serumah aku. Kinda feels like I'm a scientist with a lab rat, needing to update curious people who pester me about the progress of my experiments -.-.

Anyway, dia masih occassionally driving me crazy. As per my conversations with various people last Friday night.

*Phone rings* 她真的真的很脏啊！她在家里穿鞋的喔！Ta zhen de zhen de hen zang ah! Ta zai jia li chuan xie de wor! (Dia benar-benar kotor! Dia pakai kasut dalam rumah ler!) *delirious laughter on other side of phone -.-*

35 minutes and a quick trip to the kitchen later *Phone rings again* (hokkien) Yi jin lasap ah! Yi seh liau wa eh pua ka na bo seh aneh, ko wu ming kia tiau kin eh! (Dia sangat kotor! Lepas dia cuci mangkuk, masih ada barang tergantung! <-- LOL at my own bahasa) *delirious laughter on other side of phone -.-'''*

My bladder almost burst a couple of times 'cause dia selalu guna bathroom beberapa jam pun ada. And I'm not exaggerating about beberapa jam. The record so far is 2. And the average is about satu jam sepuluh minit. She also selalu menghempas barang and I'm always anxious bila dia keluar dan balik rumah 'cause I fear that one day pintu depan aku really is gonna fall off its hinges.

But apart from all that, orangnya masih okay la. =D

Venting done. Assignments await!

But I never said I would, I guess I’m gonna miss my chance again

2009-03-24T09:41:00.005+10:30

Feast your eyes on the ultimate East-West fusion bento:

Onigiri filled/pre-mixed with furikake (seaweed, sesame seeds, and salt), tamagoyaki, and fried chicken.

Yeah it doesn't look too impressive but there really isn't much I can put into a lunchbox for my tiny appetite. Also, the tamagoyaki was made with only one egg, so the one at the end had a hole in the middle =D (The picture looks a lot bigger than the size of my actual container).

Anyhoo, Uni is a b***h (so is procrastination) and I have a million tutorial questions to complete so I won't get publicly shamed by my awesome tutors, particularly since I've begun developing a habit of being late for class since I've decided to cut down on my truancy of the past. Now I actually do show up for most of my classes ('cause attendance is taken here), but erm... usually 5-10 minutes past the start time *hangs head in shame*.

And they are made out of real things, Like a shoebox of photographs

2009-03-14T23:15:00.002+10:30

I walk into my cupboard door on an almost daily basis. It's not even funny anymore. Sometimes I really do wonder where I leave my mind.

Time rewinds to last Friday.

Class was meant to start at 10.10 a.m. So early morning 8 a.m. rolls around, and *ting* like clockwork, Joce rises from bed. And falls back down for "another 10 minutes". When she finally rises for real, it was half past 8. Out she goes to the kitchen to fix herself breakfast + prepare her bento for lunch. So in goes the rice into the cooker, and she happily fried away at her tamagoyaki and veges.

A shower and a quick scurry around the room looking for her books later, the rice was still cooking. "Oh no!" she thought, "I'm not gonna be in time!". Fortunately, after some time, the rice cooked and a quick roll of onigiris later, her lunch was ready. Back to the room she goes, lunch in hand. She puts the lunch down while she finishes packing her bag, and out the door she goes. As she reaches the front door, she realises something is missing. Back she ran into the room and picked up her lunchbox, threw it in her bag... and cracked her elbow hard against the wall. -.-

Eyes watering from pain and fast-walking towards the busstop, she realises the bus was already there picking people up, and she still had a road to cross. So off she ran after the bus, hair flying, bag lagging, face flushed. Needless to say, by the time she got on the bus, people were staring. Since the bus was quite full, she trudged towards the back of the bus and plopped down on the seats in the last row.

Now she usually uses her mp3 player (yeah, her free one that she got for buying printer ink) during transit (on the bus, walking etc) and it was the same that day. What she didn't know at that time was, 5 minutes into the bus trip, her batteries had died. A full 10 minutes later, she thought "hey, I don't remember ever downloading these songs." She finally realised that the music she had been hearing were actually blasting from the earphones of the aussie lad (with unfairly beautiful hair) sitting next to her. -.-

By this time, she was starting to get seriously worried that she was gonna be late for class. And she really didn't want to be because this was a lecture, meaning there were close to 300 (maybe more?) other students probably already sitting in their seats in the auditorium. So she started mentally encouraging the bus: "Fly bus fly. Onwards!" And it worked. She ended being 1 minute away from being late. As she entered the already-full auditorium, she scoured the crowd for an empty seat. Empty seat spotted! And she scurried up the steps towards the seat.... only to trip and almost-fall in front of 300 other students. *wishes the ground would open up and swallow her whole*

The rest of the day flew by and she was really happy, having a semi-reunion catch-up dinner with yew inn, clem + gf, sim (video-calling over msn so he unfortunately couldn't eat all the yummy food we had that night =D).

Then it came time to go home. Now, earlier that day, she had bought a humongous chinese cabbage which was on sale, and she was extremely happy with what she paid for it. Hugging her purchase and bidding her friend goodbye, she entered her home and headed directly for her room, cabbage in hand. "Wait a minute, the fridge is in the kitchen. That a-way!" So she turns around.... and walked into her cupboard door. -.-

Moral of the story: If you buy a cabbage big enough to house a family of mice, put it in the fridge before you go to your room.

Goodbye, I'm not going to waste this time

2009-03-08T00:05:00.007+10:30

I'm gonna do this post in Chinese and Malay (please don't laugh at my Malay, SPM was a long time ago =D), just in case a certain someone stumbles upon my blog one of these days. Hehehe. Just so you know, I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just telling it as it is since people have been asking me how 我的新同屋/kawan serumah saya (HAHAHA, sounds so weird) is.

她好臭啊，哈哈。不是我要说，但是她真的有点气味。。。就是那种黑人的气味。而且我觉得她有点脏。她好像很少很少洗头发因为我到现在都没有看到她的洗发水，而且她好像没有每天洗澡。

还有，你知道黑人的头发都是那种卷卷的，所以掉在我厕所地板上，看起来好恶心啊（真的是她头上的头发，你们别想歪）！

可是这些都不是她的错，只是我有点不耐脏。

还有，她每次用我的东西都没有问的。她根本就是以为我的东西也是她的东西。她如果问我，我一定肯她用啊，可是她连问都没有问．而且每次用了我的锅，都没有随时洗起来。我已经跟她说了好几次，她还是照样没有随时洗。问题是，她没有想到，如果我也要用我的锅子，怎么办呢？

其实还有好多，但是我有点懒惰继续抱怨下去，呵呵。

可是呢，虽然她黑人的气味有点重，还有她有点缺基本的礼貌，但是到目前为止，她人其实还好啦. 我会尽量忍耐她，因为个人有个人的住法和个性。

而且她有说过她会很少在家因为她平常在学校，所以我有时候还是可以自己一个人大喊大叫，呵呵.

Okay, time for Malay version. Pretty much just gonna directly translate it from the Chinese one 'cause it's 12.20 a.m. (took me 15 minutes to conjure up my Chinese masterpiece above) and the inner obasan is very tired. SO, it's gonna sound really weird.. and broken. Hehe. Here goes:

Dia sikit busuk ler. Bukannya aku mahu mengumpat, tapi dia benar-benar ada sikit bau... itu orang hitam punya bau. Aku juga rasa dia sikit kotor ler. Dia macam sangat jarang cuci rambut kerana dia sudah tinggal di sini seminggu, tapi saya masih belum nampak syampu-nya (dahlah orang hitam ada sikit bau).

Dia juga macam tidak mandi tiap-tiap hari, dan rambutnya yang kerinting tu (dari kepalanya, jangan fikir senget) selalu jatuh di lantai tandas dan nampaknya menjijikkan (walaupun rambut aku juga jatuhlah, tapi kerana rambut orang hitam tu kerinting, jadi nampaknya lebih menjijikkan)! Saya tahu segala ini bukanlah kesalahannya, tapi saya tak tahan orang kotor ler.

Dia juga selalu guna barang aku tanpa meminta izin aku，macamlah barang aku adalah barangnya juga. Kalau dia meminta izin, tentulah aku mengizinkan, tapi dia langsung tidak minta. Dan dia selalu guna kuali aku, dan tidak basuh (cuci? membersih?) dengan segeranya. Aku sudah memberitahunya beberapa kali, tapi dia masih selalu biarkan saja kuali dan mangkuk kotor dalam sinki saja. Dia langsung tidak mempertimbangkan kalau aku juga mahu guna kuali atau tidak.

Sebenarnya, masih ada banyak lagi, tapi aku sudah malas mengumpat lagi lah, hehe.

Tapi, walaupun orangnya sikit kotor dan sikit busuk, dan sikit kekurangan budi bahasa (LOL, this bit sounds way odd), setakat kini, orangnya boleh tahan lah. Aku akan cuba tahan jak lah, kerana tiap-tiap orang ada cara-cara dan personalitinya sendiri.

Dia juga pernah cakap bahawa dia jarang di rumah kerana dia selalu di Uni, jadi kadang-kala, aku masih boleh syok sendiri di rumah! Hehe.

Thus ends my possibly horribly inaccurate translation into extremely broken Malay. And so also ends Joce's once-in-a-blue-moon complaining session. Hehe.

She had no rings on her fingers, She had diamonds in her eyes

2009-03-05T18:40:00.001+10:30

So how long does it really take to change a lightbulb? 2 hours.

Following the changing of the 2 bulbs in the living room from orange to white lights, I proceeded to change the one in my room. One twist of the old bulb and the whole thing came off... literally the whole thing: wires, bulb holder and all. Deng deng deng. I had broken the dinosaur-years-old wire in two.

And so, bulb in hand, I ran next door to get my neighbour's help. Along came he (and his wife aka my ex-piano teacher), tools and all, to try and fix the thing back on with that little bit of wire left, and LO, we discovered that one of the screws in the bulb-holder was missing. He claimed he had seen it when he handed it down to his wife earlier.

Thus began the long excruciating search for that one little screw that would make all the difference. We searched everywhere all around the room, but there was no sign of this elusive screw. It couldn't have been outside since she didn't leave the room after she got hold of the holder. So where could it be? In the bin?

So off we marched with the bin and emptied its contents all over the floor in front of my house. Slowly we picked my rubbish one by one and put them back in the bin (eww... I even had a torn (but clean) undie in there *blush*), all the while searching for that one little phantom screw. Needless to say, we didn't find it in there. Back we marched, into the room, where neighbour-husband-man was still scouring the floors.

One hour. It took us one hour, and we couldn't find it. What can I say? We're persistent. And then neighbour-piano-teacher-lady said "Let's just go to the shops and see if they have one that fits." I grabbed my bag, walked out of the room and LO, the screw was right there under my foot,... in the living room. -.- How did it get there? I don't know.

But you'll find that in your heart, I will be there

2009-03-04T00:02:00.005+10:30

Can you spot the Bong?

This post is dedicated to Ah Bong aka SuperGentleman, whose birthday, incidentally, falls today! Like... right now! Like... yeah!

Anyway, why this place of honour? Because he once complained that I dedicated a post to clemcat many years ago, and never one for him. And also because, he always calls me all the way from Kuching, but poor-joce-living-in-poverty never calls him, so yeah, *guilty face*. So here's to the old, miserable biped who lives at... who lives somewhere within 5km of Sunny Hill Ice Cream.

To avoid (lying) about what a wonderful person he is, I'll just cut straight to the point and say "O Tanjoubi Omedetou Gozaimasu, AhBong-san!"

You know I love you despite all your shortcomings and defects right? Hehe, thanks for always being there! *bigbirthdaybearhug*

Hmmm, while I'm at it... To all the girls out there, Ah Bong is a very eligible bachelor. Despite my constant insults directed towards him, he's actually a really great guy. Proven from the fact that he's one of my bestest friends, of course he's great! *innocent grin* Grab him while he's hot (questionable, really)! Only available while stocks last. Batteries and accessories not included.

Everything's distant, And I don't know what to believe.

2009-03-02T11:20:00.002+10:30

Last night @1.30a.m.,

Cathy (new housemate): Gosh, I'm just gonna put on the sheets and go to bed 'cause I have to get up early and go to work (she works part-time at Nando's).

In super-morning-person Joce's world, "early" = 7 - 8 a.m. And so, "late" next morning at 9.30 a.m., Joce woke up and started singing random songs, and doing morning preps, i.e. brush teeth, eat breakfast, muck around the internet doing mandatory pirating etc etc.

10.30 a.m. rolls around, and bored Joce thought "Ah, what a nice day for a jog. But the sun is out and I'm already over-tanned, so since she's already gone off to work, I may as well jog around the living room".

Just so you know, Joce did take precautionary actions and checked to see if her shoes were gone, and they were (but she must've taken them into her room, or so I assume considering the events following my morning jog around the living room). 15 minutes later, Joce heard a door opening, and gasping, Joce ran back into her room. Mind you, our floors are wooden. And mind you, my room is directly next to hers in a corner... meaning, her door faces mine diagonally. O.O A visit to the bathroom ensued, followed by a knock on Joce's door.

"Oh no, she must've heard she must've heard. She's gonna ask me what the calamity this morning was about!"

*panic*

*opens door with sheepish grin on face*

Cathy: Do you have an iron I could borrow? I'm gonna be late for work! (This was around 11 a.m. btw)

*overly-happy grin on face* Joce: Oh yes sure! It's right here! Hah hah hah!

15 minutes and a warm goodbye later, Joce plops down on her bed, mentally slapping herself in the face, thinking "One morning was all it took for my new housemate to find out just how strange (I like to think of it as... special... in a non-handicap/non-retarded way) I really am".

*sigh* I sure hope I don't sing as loud as I think I do, and that she didn't hear my feet plopping across the living room (I CAN be light-footed right right right?). Heehee.

Every little hope you're holding inside, Every little gleam you keep in your eyes

2009-02-28T21:05:00.004+10:30

It's official make-joce's-ears-burn-and-throat-dry day. I've been on the phone a good part of today, and fell much behind on the mangas I should've finished by now. 1 hour and 40 minutes with Sim (UK), 55 minutes with Chris (Malaysia), and 47 minutes with Natasha (Adelaide)... wow I feel popular, heh heh heh... not! Ouch my little left ear. Why do you all choose to call me on the very same day?

That being said, I was very happy gabbling to the 2 overseas callers simply because I love you guys! =)

Also, following the conversation with Sim, I've started obsessing over bento's and formulating different ways I could make them now that Uni is starting again. Bad Sim, bad bad Sim.

Don't you think Japanese have too much time on their hands though?

Mmmmm... lunch anyone?

I played pretend between the trees, And fed my houseguests bark and leaves

2009-02-27T20:28:00.002+10:30

After a long search, I finally found a new housemate. She's moving in this Sunday, so no more double rent for me! Nyeh eh eh eh eh eh. She's African (I assume?) and in her 3rd year of study here, and she seems really lovely from the 2 times that I've met and spoken to her. And I do hope she's really lovely 'cause she's gonna be living in such close proximity to me.

Anyway, I'm pooped. Because orientation is tiring. And skipping orientation is tedious. And randomly walking around the city and keeping up my consistent hypersonic chattering instead of attending orientation is particularly exhausting.

Let's just hope my previous bouts of truancy don't carry over to this year yes?

Every day feels like a Monday, There is no escaping from the heartache

2009-02-21T12:32:00.001+10:30

When I first heard the song, I was thinking "tofu? Is his pronunciation really that bad ('cause he tends to slur in most of his songs)?". Now that I've seen the actual MV with the chinese subs, apparently he IS singing tofu (and kung fu).

Anyhoo, just a thought, but if kung fu could really be incorporated into basketball, wouldn't Chinese be taking over the NBA world by now?

而你断断续续唱着歌, 假装没事了

2009-02-17T15:01:00.004+10:30

My heart goes out to the victims of the massively devastating Victorian bushfire incident and all those affected by it. Still more bodies to be found and who knows how long it'll take to account for all the people who may or may not have died in those fires.

"We're collecting donations for the Victorian bushfire appeal after mass, so if you have the heart to, please donate." As she heard these words, she thought about all the footage of heart-wrenching events occurring over the past weeks... the kids whose parents perished in the fires, lost friends and relatives, heroic intentions turned nightmares. She opened her purse and found she only had $xx of cash left. As she left the church, she took out $xx and hesitated for a second because that amount was supposed to cover her groceries over 2 weeks. And then she dropped it in the donation bin. What seemed like a lot of money to her... is only that little bit to the victims who have to start rebuilding their lives in the midst of mourning loved ones.

I urge you guys to please donate whatever you can and if possible, volunteer. Donations can be made here.

If you think your life is tough, there are people out there who have it worse.

You're waving goodbye, But at least you're having fun

2009-02-12T11:46:00.000+10:30

Mr Martian says hi!

Let's play a game! It's called: Can you spot cooked Mr Martian?

Singing my thoughts back to me, And watching heartache on TV

2009-02-10T16:48:00.000+10:30

And so the quiet birthday I wanted has passed. And quiet actually meant two dinners, a lunch, and a trip to the casino (being the good girl that I am, I didn't gamble =D... oh but I helped YI lose 2 dollars on the slot machines, whooooops, heehee) with various different people. And as of yesterday, I have embarked on a new journey of self-entertainment.

Tada! These:

Are eventually gonna look like this:

I'm gonna slowly make my way there 'cause it's been a while since me and my mum did those 5000 and 10000 piece puzzles and I've gone rusty. Also, please excuse the very sad shoe rack box that my castle is being built on 'cause I don't really have much in my very sad little house. But my castle's on the way. Muah ah ah ah.

Anyhoo, it's time to go back to napping.

The perfect excuse to sleep in all day long: It's that time of the month and my tummy hurts *sobz*. And I'm not lying either. Good night all!

There goes the baker with his tray, Like always

2009-02-06T11:47:00.001+10:30

Everyone seems to be early with their birthday greetings. Hmmm.

Anyway, I plan to have a quiet birthday this year. Being ambushed annually is not fun. And being reminded that I'm a year older is not fun either. Yes, I have reached that point in life where I just don't wanna grow up anymore. 'Cause growing up means gettin ever closer to adulthood... closer to responsibilities... closer to earning my own keep... closer to worrying x 1000-fold. Nooooooooo...

And that is why I'm not gonna let anyone here know it's my birthday, muah ah ah ah. And they don't read blogs so I'm safe. The only person who's here at the moment who knows is Yew Inn, and he's probably busy occupied with his gf and planning Valentines' Day, SO I'm pretty safe. *sneaky laughter* Nyeh eh eh.

Anyhoo, it's gonna be 40 degrees tomorrow. A good enough reason not to want to go out no?

Set a sight together, Make a path with only what we need to know

2009-02-06T09:24:00.000+10:30

I've forgotten how time-consuming Heroes V campaigns are. In an attempt to occupy my time while awaiting the heatwave to pass (Sunday, according to forecasts), I started on the Heroes V: Tribes of the East campaign on Tuesday. As of now, about 14 hours of gameplay later, I'm only 6 missions down and about a million more to go. It's not exactly the best choice of games, but it's all I've got since I finally made myself sit down and finish Neverwinter Nights (are you proud of me, bro? =D). The graphics are pretty cool for a Heroes game though. And the angels and seraphs die cool.

Ok, don't think you can see it clearly here 'cause my camera's not very good, it was way early in the morning and I had just woken up, the room was dark, and uploading it onto blogger makes the quality deteriorate (all the reasons you can think of apart from that I'm bad at taking videos. Heeh)

I find my place, In the middle of tomorrow and yesterday

2009-02-05T08:47:00.001+10:30

I had a dream last night. I found a basketball court really near my house. One that was within a walkable distance. A free one. And I went there. And all my old basketball buddies were there. Chris, Ian, Ah Hao, and everyone else. And we played basketball. And I was happy. And then I woke up. And I bawled very loudly on the inside. I miss basketball... can you tell?

The other part of my dream featured me running away from someone (deja vu) and it included a number of elevators and bathrooms in a school that looked like a hotel. Go figure.

Gonna smile and not get worried, I try but it shows

2009-02-04T08:46:00.000+10:30

While UK is suffering from this, here in Aus (SA and VIC), we're suffering from this. Which would I prefer? Definitely the snow. To think that back when it was Spring, I used to think that 25 C days were hot. How I survived in Toowoomba in Summer without even a fan for 3 whole weeks I will never know. The worst thing about the heatwave was the power outage in the middle of the day last Wednesday. Super-High-Metabolism/Hungry-all-the-time and Super-Digestive-System (you know who you are =P) can testify. Everyone, turn off your air conds so I can turn mine on! =D

I'm dreaming... of a white... Christmas. (Christmas is never over in my heart =)

All in all it's the perfect scene , And there's not anywhere that I would rather be

2009-02-03T07:32:00.002+10:30

Still makes me wanna cry from fear just looking at the picture of the dead hairy thing. Now I'm paranoid that a giant fuzzy arachnid (omg I just made it sound cute) is gonna pounce on me any minute. *whimpers* I don't wanna stay alone anymore! =(

I need to find a housemate quick..................... or Mister Eng is gonna have to get his PR QUICK so he can come here and kill big spiders for me. That's what brothers are for yes?

And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano, When you make breakfast after 10

2009-02-02T08:39:00.009+10:30

Heart racing. Adrenaline pumping. Mind blurring. Most of all... immense fear bubbling! There was a spider this <------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------> big in my house. Literally. It had furry legs. It had FURRY LEGS. It was scurrying across my wall. And there I stood in panic. Before I did this:

with this:

Goosebumps galore. I could feel it's furry legs under the paper towel when I picked it up to throw it away. *cries* Lil and Charm, I need you guys to come back!

Hate spiders hate spiders hate spiders hate spiders hate spiders.....

Street lights glisten on the boulevard, And cold nights make staying alert so hard

2009-02-01T21:32:00.004+10:30

My throat hurts from singing and sleeping all day long to occupy myself so as not to think about how empty my house is. "Hi Iggy, what are you looking for, pa pa pa pap pap, pap pa pap" Possibly also from tearing at SYTYCD auditions. It gets touching sometimes okay.

And I can't help but wonder why, The sweet hello the sad goodbye

2009-02-01T05:13:00.001+10:30

My darlings just left. *sigh* The house is back to being empty. *uncontrollable sobs of despair* Heehee.

I'm gonna put off cleaning up as long as I can and maybe that way, I can still cheat myself into thinking that they're coming back soon. By cleaning up, I do mean to make everything crazy clean again, not because they were dirty (they're normal), but because I have developed a cleaning OCD after doing housekeeping for 7 months before. I literally go around my house running my finger over surfaces for signs of dust.

Now that they're gone, who's gonna listen to me singing random tunes every day? Whose forehead can I rub my hippo's hand across? Who am I gonna wake up in the morning? Who am I gonna have laughing fits with? Who am I gonna tease and laugh at (although I reckon they tease and laugh at me more than I do them, *evil eye*)? Who's gonna get called crazy and strange (*cough* Lil *cough*) with me (I'm not crazy, just awesome.)? Who's gonna palaver random topics with me at night? *gasp* WHO am I gonna poke when I get bored???

And in the daytime, He just sits and watches television shows

2009-01-31T09:54:00.003+10:30

They're leaving tomorrow. My darlings are leaving tomorrow. *sobz* I don't want them to leave! I had sisters for 10 days. That's not enough! No more camping out in the living room. No more laughing fits at about 10 p.m. every night. No more HIMYM together. No more complaints about the horrible heatwave together. No more eyetoy! *gasp* Here's to our awesomeness... our last batch of deformed peanut butter cookies:

Also, I FINISHED TWISTED METAL: BLACK! In precisely 4 hours stretched over 2 days. Hardcore, yeah. Took me a couple of attempts to kill Minion and Warhawk 'cause they cheat and they have shields and super weapons. Cheaters. But I defeated them... defeated them all! Muah ah ah ah... 'Cause I'm awesome. And Outlaw is awesome.

Where I poured my heart out a million times , For a million reasons

2009-01-25T08:14:00.006+10:30

Big news big news! Wuffles has been located! Apparently, I left it at lilcharmjas's basement a year ago when I was in Melbourne. -.- Caused a bit of confusion on their part wondering where my little doggy came from, and he ended up sleeping with jas's other soft toys ever since. And now, a year of grief and devastation later... the mystery has been solved. Case closed.

My baby's returning to me! Erm... whenever I do go to Melbourne again, that is. For some reason, along with the disappearance of my baby a year ago, all the pics I took of him disappeared as well. *horror* The only one I could dig out was this... from intima conference '06:

MY WUFFLES HAS BEEN FOUND! Hugs anyone? =D

完美的爱情是无声的旋律

2009-01-23T09:00:00.003+10:30

Muahahaha, getting in touch with my chinese roots, heehee. Actually that was copy-pasted from some lyrics website. 'Cause my 7 years in Chinese kindergarten and primary school are a thing of the past. Meaning, I can't write Chinese for sh*t now... at least not those difficult complicated words anyway. I can communicate perfectly fine. Just nothing on pen and paper yar? At least I can still read some random bits and pieces of Chinese yes yes yes? (Trying to comfort myself) Hehe.

ANYWAY, Lil and Charm arrived early yesterday morning. I woke up at 5 a.m. to fetch them from the airport. By fetch, I do mean that I caught 2 buses to the airport, met up with them, and all 3 of us caught another 2 buses back to my place. Unfortunately, I don't have the luxury of having a car to drive around in. They are, at the current moment, still snoozing like little pigs after a long day of PS2 and How I met Your Mother yesterday. Hehe. Feels good to have guests over to bum with me =D

Still yet to decide what we're gonna do today. Perhaps more PS2 and videos? Most likely off to gallivant around the city if the weather permits.

Or maybe, oh maybe, they'll discover the wonderful world of Gundam (although I highly doubt it) too and together, we will travel to Japan and pilot robots for a living. Kickass. Yeah.

Butterflies and broken roller skates, The colours bleed like finger paint

2009-01-20T18:42:00.003+10:30

It occurred to me that in all my 21 (coming to 22) years, this is the first time that I'm living completely alone. I've always had housemates, be it family when I was back in Kuching, or random people put together when I was on Hamilton Island and in Toowoomba (or rather, Whoop-whoop, as peterabbit likes to call it).

This time, I am truly alone. For the time being until I find a housemate anyway. Living alone is a bit freaky. Particularly with a "bien tai" pervert of a postman who asks all sorts of random questions and tries to buy time at my door every time he delivers parcels that I have to sign for. Brrrrrr. There have been reported break-ins in the neighbouring suburbs over the past week, too. And when you're alone in your house and hear weird noises at night, what do you do? Roll yourself into a caterpillar and hope that whatever or whoever is causing the din can't see you.

It used to puzzle me that movies along the lines of Fantaghiro and The Brothers Grimm greatly disturb me. After all, talking rocks and knights in shining armour are pretty close to what goes on in my head. Pondering upon it, I have come to the following conclusion: Witches with long fingernails scare me. Of course, it might also have something to do with dark eerie forests. But long fingernails are definitely petrifying. Definitely.

And there's no sense in playing games, When you've done all you can do

2009-01-19T17:53:00.006+10:30

Whoever coined the phrase "Strike while the iron is hot" should be shot. 'Cause I managed to burn my finger by striking when the iron was hot. *sobz* My poor little pinky.

A friend showed me a video of when Wu Chun, George, Eric, and Chen Yi Ru were in Singapore promoting Gong Zhu Xiao Mei about a year ago, and Wu Chun went out of tune for a bit when he was singing the OST, HAHAHAHA (so mean, hehe). Just goes to show that stars are not all as perfect as media tries to portray them to be. To the girls and guys who follow idols around like idiots: Wake up! They're humans. Humans lucky enough to be born with good genes, i.e. good looks/acting or singing talent/gift of the gab etc., but humans nonetheless. Humans like you and me. Pfft.

Speaking of which, I do think George is cute though, hehe. But that's about it. Stumbled upon his blog only because of DramaWiki and my habit of wiki-ing every actor and actress from movies/dramas that I watch. Heh. What's disturbing is that he kinda resembles one of my ex-es whom I used to think was really annoying.

Anyhoo, Lil and Charm are coming over from Melbourne for 10 days starting Thursday so yay for me! I really do have many angels watching over me. After mum left back to Kuching, it got kinda lonely. But my ex-piano teacher, who's a really close friend of my mum and I, lives directly next door to me now (she helped me find this place after all), so her family takes me out from time to time.

The downside of living next to her, though, is that her two boys (turning 6 and 9 this year) run over every chance they get. I do love kids, but these 2 get really annoying sometimes. It got to a point where I pause all music (which is on 24/7 otherwise) and listen petrified every time I hear the pitter-patter of little feet, and anticipate the much dreaded ring of my embarrassingly childish doorbell and the resonating sound of their voices in unison calling "Jocelyn che cheeeeeee (jie jie)". I cower in fear.

Thankfully enough, their mum stops them from coming over unless she really needs me to babysit while she pops off to buy groceries or run errands for a bit. Phew.

It is curious and careless and it's flowing through my veins

2009-01-13T12:21:00.001+10:30

So I’ve dropped off the face of the Earth for quite a bit. I assume people have stopped coming to my blog anyway considering the consistency of my blog posts as of late. Finally decided it was about time I dropped by with an update since people have been wondering where I’ve gone and whether I am still alive… well I am, I think, I hope.

My mum was here from mid-Nov 2008 for about 5 weeks so I was busy cherishing the time I had with her. Really. This isn’t just another excuse for my absence and tendency to procrastinate. Really. =D Now that she’s left, it feels a little lonely in the house ‘cause I haven’t yet been able to find a housemate (‘cause Ms Tiong bailed on me, hrmf, stupid buses to Rostrevor, *grumble grumble*).

I’ve been looking around for a part-time job, but have been unsuccessful so far. Probably due to the global financial armageddon at the moment. Having nothing to do gets annoying and lying around gets tiring after a while. But a year in Toowoomba has taught me that, if anything, I could always dance around the house singing 90’s pop songs at the top of my lungs. There’re also my faithful cuddlies who, strangely enough, never talk back when I talk to them. And of course, there’s also Internet.

For those who don’t already know, I’ve moved back to Adelaide since a month and a half ago. All you have to know is that it was for financial and partly personal reasons. It is also very hot today. The kind of “hot” that makes me nauseated and lethargic. The kind of “hot” that makes me see happy places.

It's the most wonderful time, Of the year

2008-12-24T23:03:00.002+10:30

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

2008-11-13T20:57:00.007+10:30

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

2008-11-11T16:17:00.001+10:30

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

2008-11-10T20:13:00.003+10:30

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

2008-11-09T20:47:00.004+10:30

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

2008-11-09T19:25:00.003+10:30

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

2008-11-08T23:21:00.002+10:30

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

2008-11-07T15:57:00.004+10:30

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

2008-11-05T18:10:00.003+10:30

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

2008-11-04T15:19:00.002+10:30

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?

2008-11-04T15:01:00.003+10:30

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

2008-10-31T17:00:00.005+10:30

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

2008-10-31T10:52:00.006+10:30

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

2008-10-27T13:19:00.002+10:30

@#)$(#*$#, 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

2008-10-26T13:17:00.002+10:30

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

2008-10-21T13:28:00.003+10:30

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

2008-10-15T20:43:00.005+10:30

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

2008-10-09T15:01:00.003+10:30

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

2008-10-07T17:36:00.004+10:30

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

2008-10-04T21:05:00.003+09:30

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

2008-10-03T18:32:00.002+09:30

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

2008-10-02T15:50:00.007+09:30

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

2008-09-01T17:03:00.003+09:30

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

2008-08-21T09:50:00.000+09:30

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

2008-08-07T23:28:00.001+09:30

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

2008-08-06T16:25:00.000+09:30

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

2008-08-05T12:53:00.000+09:30

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

2008-08-04T17:43:00.001+09:30

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

2008-08-03T11:01:00.004+09:30

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

2008-08-02T20:26:00.000+09:30

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

2008-07-30T23:54:00.003+09:30

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

2008-07-30T17:00:00.001+09:30

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

2008-07-28T11:42:00.000+09:30

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

2008-07-24T15:24:00.003+09:30

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

2008-07-22T19:09:00.004+09:30

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

2008-07-10T15:24:00.003+09:30

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

2008-07-03T14:26:00.003+09:30

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

2008-06-27T23:55:00.000+09:30

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

2008-06-27T17:55:00.003+09:30

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

2008-06-27T16:05:00.003+09:30

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!

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

2008-06-25T14:58:00.004+09:30

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

2008-06-24T20:19:00.004+09:30

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

2008-06-24T05:19:00.003+09:30

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

2008-06-22T17:45:00.004+09:30

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

2008-06-22T12:04:00.001+09:30

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

2008-06-22T07:45:00.001+09:30

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

2008-06-21T17:40:00.002+09:30

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

2008-06-19T14:36:00.004+09:30

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

2008-06-18T13:32:00.002+09:30

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

2008-06-17T17:19:00.002+09:30

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

2008-06-16T20:49:00.000+09:30

[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

2008-06-15T15:52:00.002+09:30

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!

2008-06-14T22:01:00.004+09:30

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

2008-06-14T19:50:00.002+09:30

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

2008-06-13T19:30:00.002+09:30

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.

2008-06-13T15:05:00.004+09:30

"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

2008-06-08T22:58:00.000+09:30

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

2008-06-08T20:13:00.003+09:30

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. -.-

pful-ness

Illusions never change, Into something real

Believe in freedom, in love and fortune, And all we need is a piece of heaven

The warm breath of your closest friend , I'm waiting, I'm waiting

Every smile and every tear, Every hope and all your fears

Baptised in the river, I'm delivered, I'm delivered

'Cause in my head there's a Greyhound station, Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations

Paint yourself a picture, And then you break another picture

Time reversed, they're calling from the universe

Cash-strapped uni student wins $13m with old lotto ticket

Till you open the door, There's so much more

Take off your jacket, Don't walk out that door

Another day and you've had your fill of sinking

Piece me back together when I fall apart, Tell things you never even tell your closest friends

And all I needed was a call, It never came

That part of me left yesterday, The heart of me is strong today

Heaven's hope was written in the stars, Before the mark of time

But this is how the story ends, Or have we just begun

But I never said I would, I guess I’m gonna miss my chance again

And they are made out of real things, Like a shoebox of photographs

Goodbye, I'm not going to waste this time

She had no rings on her fingers, She had diamonds in her eyes

But you'll find that in your heart, I will be there

Everything's distant, And I don't know what to believe.

Every little hope you're holding inside, Every little gleam you keep in your eyes

I played pretend between the trees, And fed my houseguests bark and leaves

Every day feels like a Monday, There is no escaping from the heartache

而你断断续续唱着歌, 假装没事了

You're waving goodbye, But at least you're having fun

Singing my thoughts back to me, And watching heartache on TV

There goes the baker with his tray, Like always

Set a sight together, Make a path with only what we need to know

I find my place, In the middle of tomorrow and yesterday

Gonna smile and not get worried, I try but it shows

All in all it's the perfect scene , And there's not anywhere that I would rather be

And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano, When you make breakfast after 10

Street lights glisten on the boulevard, And cold nights make staying alert so hard

And I can't help but wonder why, The sweet hello the sad goodbye

And in the daytime, He just sits and watches television shows

Where I poured my heart out a million times , For a million reasons

完美的爱情 是无声的旋律

Butterflies and broken roller skates, The colours bleed like finger paint

And there's no sense in playing games, When you've done all you can do

It is curious and careless and it's flowing through my veins

It's the most wonderful time, Of the year

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

Love me, That's all I ask of you

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

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

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

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

And maybe, You will find that there are better days

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

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

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

With no way of knowing , When the wheel stops spinning

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

Far longer than forever, As constant as a star

I laughed the loudest, Who'd have known

Just a little change, Small to say the least

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

Almost believing, This one's not pretend

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

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance

Everyone misses something, And I know time changes everything

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

Wo De Xiao Rong Ni Yao Ji De

Take my message to your brother, And tell him twice

Secrets and sins, All exposed, Spilling out

Smile, And that's a good enough start

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

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

I just want to be there when the morning light explodes

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

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

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

I have heard You calling in the night

Receive the power, To be a light unto the world

Great is your faithfulness, Oh God

On the back of postcards sent from California

完美的爱情是无声的旋律