Aunty is SICK

urgh
runny nose, headache, aches and pains in the body, chill, rise in body temperature, sore throat, watery eyes, lethargic, and the skin around the nostrils is so painful, felt like my nose is gonna fall off anytime soon.

toilet roll has been my best intimate companion ever since... and my rubbish bin is filled with wet and tiny scrunched pieces of tissue...

*SIGH*


it's TORTURING!
i can't do my work
WHY???!!!
out of all the time... must it be now???! when i have tonnes of studying to do??!!


I'M FUCKING DIEING!!!!
either from my sickness or i commit suicide because i can't finish my studying



i thouught i could turn to google to search for the best cure and this is what i'd found:
"The only real treatment for colds is a proper diet. The best way to begin the treatment is to put the patient on a fast for two days. Nothing should be taken during this period except warm water mixed with lemon juice and honey or fruit juice and hot water.(WHAT THE FUCK? YOU WANT TO STARVE ME TO DEATH??!!!) A liquid diet of fruit juice in large amounts is necessary to neutralise the acid condition of the blood and hot drinks are needed to help clear the kidneys. Pineapple juice in particular is highly beneficial. A warm water enema should be used daily to cleanse the bowels during this period."

Aunty Chow is old already

swot vac has finally started... however, i dont feel too good at all... i mean physically

after moshing for a whole night in The Used's gig. i get excruciating bodyache the day after that... espcially my neck, chest, feet and arms. gawsh. i should have known better... i shouldn't have joined the youngsters' craze. *sighs*

the pain was soooooo bad, i had to stuck some smelly chinese med patch on my neck, you know those usually used by aged aunts/uncles? ugh
then i'd also taken some tablets i brought over with me which did help to ease the pain a little.


swot vac is a nasty period of the year. it's the time when we have no classes but to stay at home to study and prepare for exams.

when we study, we eat/snack! we eat just for the sake of eating and boredom, we want something to nibble on, it's not because we are hungry. therefore, i'm pretty sure i will gain tonnes of weight within this mere 7 days.

we didn't go library today because it's supposed to rain accodring to the weather forecast but it didn't. i can never be able to study at home since i will either sleep or use the internet. jess had come up with a brilliant idea which is to leave my room door open so they can shake me up or scream at me if i'm ever seen snuggling on my comfy bed under my quilt cover. it worked! i'd done quite alot today =]
basically, we gave each other support and motivation so we can survive!!!!!!!!!


Sleepy bugs are nasty nasty little creatures.



PS:
who's scarier?

The Used was fucking AWESOME

YAY! THE USED FUCKING ROCKED, MATE!

my sexeh hand

i've achieved one of my dreams. i luv the THE USED since 2003 and i vowed that i wanna see them live no matter what and I'VE DONE IT! hallelujah~ *throws confetti*

yesh, i was able to find my way to Festival Hall on my own given that the place is so frigging rural. however, as i was on my way there, i would have known which way i was supposed to head to becuase i could pick up the ones who are going to the gig pretty easily just by the way they looked.

after attending this gig:

• i have never seen so many pairs of CONVERSE sneakers at once in my life before. i mean... EVERYONE WAS WEARING CONVERSE!!! seriously. it's the must-wear for gig goers


• i have never seen so many emos at once in my life before. there weren't many emos in the all-american rejects i went last year but as for this time... fuiyoh... if a bomb went off in that hall, i'm pretty sure that MySpace will lose at least hundreds of members.


• i've gotta thank God for putting hair in our nostrils, thats very sweet of Him. after i've reached home and i was showering, i was bewildered by what i could dig out from my nosetrils. i'm not trying to be gross here but seriously! there's fur, hair (not those from my nostrils), some i-don't-even-know-what-shits... i guess the hair in our nostrils is a pretty good filter after all *thumbs up*


• i think i could start writing a book about "1000 smells of sweat". IT WAS SO HORRIBLE! you won't know what smell will you get when you are squashed in the crowd by sweaty people. there's salty sweat smell, alcohol smell, hair products smell, fart smell, bad breathe, chessy smell, mascara/eye-liner smell... i hate it when they start throwing their hands in the air and it's even worse when one's wearing sleevesless tee. no... it's the worst when it's a guy with bushy armpit hair!!!! GAWDSH!


• i felt like i've lost 10 fucking pounds! going to gigs is the best exercise ever~ every inch of your body muscles were used to the max for stretching, pushing, jumping, kicking, standing on your toes, throwing your hands in the air, screaming, head nodding.... i have no idea how to describe how was it like to be IN the crowd. you have to try it for yourself but you have been warned! i started off being at the front row but it went TOO CRAZY so i moved to the back. it was a tough challenge
  


• i think aussies are fucking crazy! the gig started off with some cheapass local bands, and the people were already started jumping and screaming. gosh, save some energy for THE USED la! even when we were waiting for the bands, they were already started pushing. it was fucking crazy in the crowd!!!!! *SCREAMS* i couldn't stand still to sing along at all, i was trying to keep myself from falling the whole time. i was sadwiched by giants and my feet weren't even touching the floor!


• be sure not to bring expensive stuffs and wear loose shoes to gigs! when i was IN the crowd, so many shoes were picked up from the floor by the people and used to throw towards the stage! it was so funny. haha. after the gig ended and the people left, the place was like a treasure hunt site! there were SO MANY bizarre stuffs left on the floor. you would be surprised. i saw a guy picked up a cellphone!
  


• i realized that black is the IT color! i think if u gather all the black clothes worn by the people in the gig alone, there will be a few truck loads!
  

anyhow, i thought it was fun. it felt good to get crazy once in awhile.
yesh, my Quinn was bloody CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE.

oh yea, they had body check for camera!!!! i was so freaking scared that they could find my camera which i'd hid in my pants. i meany "IN" my pants, not the pockets. bwahahaha. so yea, i managed to smuggle my camera into the gig with me. weee~ i guess because i'm asian and i look annocent/dumb? hahaha. as i've always said "DON'T EVER JUDGE ME BY MY LOOKS!" [cue evil laughter]

however, the pictures weren't very clear because the crowd was too crazy. morover, i took the pictures with high ISO and slow shutter speed because it was too dark which causes all the pictures to have high noise level. everything was all blurry. what a waste. Canon should work on improving the noise control of their cameras. i did try to clean them off with photoshop as much as i could. here are some of the better ones in the bunch. oh, i've taken a video as well!

fucking crazy people
BELOVED QUINN!
CRAZY BERT

the shaky effect wasnt due to the crowd, it's my hands. it was bloody tiring, can?





PS: shitty asshole, the bodyache is getting me now.

PPS: my aunty had passed me all the stuffs yesterday. mostly are beauty products from The Body Shop, thick thick jackets and a frying pan. hehe


then my dad was trying to me funny...

Dad: yoh, so many fruity stuffs... cranberries, apple, strawberries, mango, watermelon... r sure there's no problem going through the australia quarantine at the airport?
me: ........

I'm BORN to suck in maths

i found this article online when i was surfing the awesome internet:

Finger Length Predicts SAT Performance

A quick look at the lengths of children's index and ring fingers can be used to predict how well students will perform on SATs, new research claims.

Kids with longer ring fingers compared to index fingers are likely to have higher math scores than literacy or verbal scores on the college entrance exam, while children with the reverse finger-length ratio are likely to have higher reading and writing, or verbal, scores versus math scores.

Scientists have known that different levels of the hormones and estrogen in the womb account for the different finger lengths, which are a reflection of areas of the brain that are more highly developed than others, said psychologist Mark Brosnan of the University of Bath, who led the study.

Exposure to testosterone in the womb is said to promote development of areas of the often associated with spatial and mathematical skills, he said. That hormone makes the ring finger longer. Estrogen exposure does the same for areas of the brain associated with verbal ability and tends to lengthen the index finger relative to the ring finger.

To test the link to children's scores on the College Board's Scholastic Assessment Test (for which the name has changed a number of times in the past 100 years), Brosnan and his colleagues made photocopies of children's palms and measured the length of their index and ring fingers using calipers accurate to 0.01 millimeters. They used the finger-length ratios as a proxy for the levels of testosterone and estrogen exposure.

The researchers then looked at boys' and girls' test performances separately and compared them to finger-length ratio measurements. They found a clear link between high prenatal testosterone exposure, indicated by the longer index finger compared to the ring finger, and higher scores on the math SAT.

Similarly, they found higher literacy SAT scores for the girls among those who had lower prenatal testosterone exposure, as indicated by a shorter ring finger compared with the index finger.

The researchers also compared the finger-lengths ratios to all the children's SAT scores and found that a relatively longer ring finger—indicating greater prenatal exposure to testosterone—meant a wider gap in scores for math versus literacy (writing and critical reading).

"Finger ratio provides us with an interesting insight into our innate abilities in key cognitive areas," Brosnan said, in a prepared statement. The results will be detailed in an upcoming issue of the British Journal of Psychology.

In the future, his team will see if finger-length ratios are related to other cognitive and behavioral issues, such as technophobia, career paths and possibly dyslexia.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MOM & DAD

so thats why i struggle so much in maths, statistics and accouting. anything to do with complicated calculations, formulas, figures... i will die

as always, money is excluded. i can count money with my mental calculator pretty fast and accurate =]

PS: woooo, my stalker counter has broken the barrier of 10,000 visitors and phey shan is the 10,000th visitor. i will come up with the prize. haha

PPS: THE USED TOMORROW NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *dances*

PPPS: i have an aunty flying over tomorrow with one big bag of stuffs packed for me by my parents. YAY! surprise surprise!

PPPPS: oh yea, my nokia N80 has gone haywired. there's no indication for new coming sms so i have to check my inbox from time to time for new messages. apparently, my dad is pretty irritated that our conversations always got cut off because it's a slide phone! it SLIDES and cut off the conversation. so yesh yesh, he's now on the look out for a new handphone for me. BWAHAHAHAHA. (woopz, is this called "boasting"?)

dad: wat mobile phone are u interested in? such item need to upgrade if necessary
me: oh, the latest and the GENG-EST! weee~

Ai Ming's Gig Guide

one of the most anticipated post-hardcore tour is here...
it's the TASTE OF CHAOS 2007!


LINE-UP:
The Used
Rise Against
Aiden
Escape The Fate
The Bled and Gallows

TOUR DATES:*
Friday 19 October - Burswood Dome, Perth
Sunday 21 October - Adelaide Entertainment Centre
Tuesday 23 October - Vodafone Arena at Melbourne Park
Friday 26 October - Brisbane Entertainment Centre

PRICES:
$62.10 - $73.10


hmm.. i don't think i'm going since i will be seeing The Used this Saturday anyway.


OH MY GOSH
i'm so nervous and excited!!!! i'm gonna see my QUINN QUINN!!! i'm gonna cry. i'm serious


however, i've gotta come up with the perfect plan for my own safety's sake. i don't wanna die in a foreign country.

i'm borned a malaysian, i will die a malaysian!
patriotik-nya, budak ni =]


PS: i've got the results for my accounting online test and i've got 20/20~ boohoooo *dances* i have to thank Hisa for doing it with me! hugz and kisses for her. haha

How pretty is Melb Uni South Lawn

AIYOOOOO

update:

jess and shan's hormones are stil overflowing till today
go knows how long its gonna take for the hormones level to go back to normal. *sigh*

i have PMS but thay hav SMS (Severe Miang Syndrome)
*shakes head in disbelief*

wanna know how serious it was??

GOH PHEY SHAN

she's being saying "SARANGHEYO*" the whole day!!!

she will message u in msn with "Saranghero~" (can anyone tell me what should i type to reply her nex time??)
she will come out of her room at the weirdest times and shout "SARANGHEYO~" across the corridor. gawsh. she's juzt kept lovey-dovey-ing the whole day. kept fantazing about her korean guy.

i was having lunch with her, she stuck her ipod infront of me so i was greeted by a picture of her korean guy.
Shan: SHUAI HOR?! ("HANDSOME RITE?!")
Me: yesh la yesh la!
Shan: yay, i thought so too!! awwww....
*continue starin at the pictures with that i-am-in-love face*
Me: why did you ask me since u've already know the answer?!
Shan: i jus wanna hear you say it from your mouth
* face stil looking like this -> (^o^)*
Me: (=_='')


this particular process didn't happen just for once... then the circle will start with another picture of the SAME guy.... and .... "SO HOT RITE?!".... (=_=)

*Sarangheyo = "I luv you" in korean

JESSLINA TAN


she has imaginary Daniel Wu in world.
she would criticize my "hot gay guys" (as she called it) and say how great HER Daniel Wu is and my "hot gay guys" are no where near him.

the weirdest was, she will leave me a message in msn:
Jess: i'm going to see my Daniel in the toilet now
Me: yesh la yesh la. go la

so she came out of her room, and opened the toilet door and ... shouted...
Jess: DANIEL! HOW ARE YOU??!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~

CAN ANYONE IMAGINE HOW WAS IT LIKE FOR ME??!!!!!!!

then she finished her "visit" (either Daniel or the toilet bowl), she came out and shouted again..
Jess: DANIEL! BYE BYE! MUAX MUAX~


YIKES!
*bangs head on wall*

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Every girl is allowed to dream... so why not DREAM LARGE?!" (Jess 2007)


i know we are allowed to dream.. but i just care too much about my reflection to even dream

LOVE LOVE LOVE

oh my gosh
i have no idea what had gotten into us (shan, jess and me), we had been talking about hot guys the whole day!!!

jess said it's bcoz we have overflowing hormones today. but i think it's more likely that we were diagnosed with "MIANG" syndrome!!

we talked about hot guys including young ones, old ones, Asians, Caucasians, mix!
we talked about them during brunch, then dinner then after dinner! we were just youtube-ing the whole time! watching heart-throbbing clips! thank god the Internet speed here is superb *thumbs up*

jess was swooning all over DANIEL WU while shan was crazy about the guy in the korean drama series, My Girl.

can u imagine... me, talking in msn with my friend... occasioanlly being jolted by sudden high pitched moans and school-girl-screams either from Jess or Shan
it's terrible. hahaha.

anyway, i'm not so much of a korean series person, so i joined jess's craze.

DANIEL WU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
like i've said, there aren't many asians who could make it into my "HOT GUYS LIST" but Daniel Wu is definitely one of them. there is no doubt about it. EVERYONE LUVS DANIEL WU!!!
even my mom =]

• Name: Daniel Wu Yan Zu (Ng Yin Cho), 吴彦祖
  
• Birthday: 30th Sep 1974 [he's like 33 but i like older males *slurp slurp*]
  
• Height: 1.88m (6'2") [TALL TALL TALL *faints*]
  
• Family: Parents , 2 elder sisters [gosh, how lucky are his sisters?!]
  
• Pets : 1 Bull Dog, 1 Lizard [xinli muz luv this bcoz she luvs lizard]
  
• Education: University of Oregon (BA Of Architecture) [he's got brain!]
  
• Hobbies: Chinese Martial Arts , Travel and Photograph [HE LUVS PHOTOGRAPHY TOO]
  
• Favourite Food: Italian Cuisine, Chinese Cuisine & Japanese Cuisine
• Favourite Sport: Swimming, War games, Wakeboarding
• Favourite Movies: The Godfather , Pulp fiction, Citizen Kane [i studied these 3 movies last year! awesome taste!]
  
• Special Talent: Chinese Martial Arts (Ten Years Experience) [thats y his bod is so fucking hot]
  
• Manager: Willie Chan
• Status: currently dating Lisa S. [good for him bcoz Lisa S. is HOT!]

ARGH!!!
I WANT A HOT GUY FRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
or better... HOT BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but first thing's first! where can i find one??!!! TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE FIRST STEP IS ALWAYS THE HARDEST!

another piccie i photoshopped today

PS:
OH FUCK! I REALLY NEED TO PICK UP MY PACE AND GET SOME WORK DONE! no more beating around the bush

My only entertainment for the weekend

I PHOTOSHOP =]

what a boring life i have in melbourne

woke up at 8am-ish for breakfast, then spent the whole morning reading the big fat pile of weekend newspapers. reading newspapers is my new found past time. (since my source for tv series had been completely barred) well, i can't complain because reading is way better than watching series, undoubtedly.

after that, i lazed around till lunch. eeeek. the lunch was bad. tasteless. ew.

i went to chat around and annoy my house mates alil' then i sneaked back into my bedroom and started playing with photoshop... only a wee bit

i was trying out the retro style:


and i was trying to be emotive:
hehe



this is the uneditted version:


sorry to bored you guys with my dull life...


oh well
have to get back to my beloved accounting...
*SIGH*

Temporary Farewell

it's been raining these days, it's depressing. what's worse? i had to walk to uni in the rain and it's not fun. i had severe headache yesterday night causing delays to my study plan. i have slept too much already. hate myself. blame it on bad feng shui of the unit i'm staying in.

next week will be the last week of classes for the semester, then it will be the swot vac and then there comes the exams. how fast is that?! it's scary!

i'm light-hearted because i will be going home soon yet a lil' sad since i've only been starting to be closer to the people in my classes. gosh, do aussies take that long to finally recognise my face?! it makes me wonder... will it be the same for the years to come?

i'm such a slow socializer. it takes me so long to make friends. however, these new friendships wont last as the people i wil have classes with will change every 6 months. bummer.

after 6 months, when second semester starts... the vicious circle begins again.
i have to meet new people and i have to make myself comfortable... again. i don't like being around strangers. *squirms*

oh well. i need to get used to it anyway.


i've been living in chaos lately... books, files, printer, papers, snacks scattered everywhere... i think this hideous situation will not change until the day i finishes my last exam. by then, i can start setting fire on my academic stuffs for celebration purposes~ hurray~ everyone is invited =]


my blog will be on "hibernation" mode since there won't be much happening in the coming days and blogging should be the very last thing for me to do in this critical stage.

well, i do have a gig to attend nex saturday, probably i will blog about that.



anyway, once again...
GOOD LUCK EVERYBODY! work hard! it's worth it =]

another lengthy and wordy post...

i was battling with my inner self, debating with my inner voice... if i should post this. i mean i shouldn't be blogging at this time when i have an exam to drain my brain juice on and an essay awaiting in line to be fucked but i couldn't concentrate for the past hours... it's useless to stare at lines and lines of words while they don't make sense to you because your mind is just so distracted by this thing (it's not Doritos this time)... i felt like i need to get this "thing" outta my chest by expressing it in a healthy way...


so
as i've mentioned in the previous post... i wil be getting back my results for my psychology essay today and ... as i've guessed it...
i've totally flunked my psychology essay!
i've got H2B for my frigging essay which constitutes 40% of the final marks.


I LOVE PSYCHOLOGY TO A PASSION BUT I CAN NEVER DO WELL IN THE SUBJECT!!

why does the same thing kept happening to me? even back in my Trinity year... i could never get good marks for my essays in psychology. i just kept telling myself to go on, never give up and work hard in order to pursue my ultimate dream~

i mean being a psychologist is the normal-est ambition/goal i ever have in the bunch... considering the others being wanting to become tatoo artist, hair stylist, photographer, wedding planner and so on and so forth... since i love psychology so much, so why not work my way there as long as i will be enjoying the whole journey. attending psychology lectures and reading psychology stuffs can never amaze me more. i just love to see how twisted our human minds are. i always thought myself as analytic... while sometimes... tooooo analytical which is something essential to study psychology.

what the shit about things people have been saying... "aiya, as long as you enjoy the subject, you will do well in it~". this doesn't speak to me at all.

people might think H2B is good enough (H2B is the grade after H1 and H2A) .. but... i don't know... probably i'm just another "kiah-su-kia" who couldn't help feeling sorry for myself.

i think i'm starting to hate psychology. i really do. it's a pity how i love psychology so much that the love eventually turns into hate. i put so much thoughts and i woke up at 4am to see the sunset, thinking that i might do well because i've already gave my best. i remember that someone told me about the higher we put our hope upon, the harder it will hit the floor when it falls. when i received my essay, i could literally feel the big picture of my dream shattered. the mixture of anger and disappointment crept into me. it was as if the lil' part of me that wants to be a psychologist, making her way out of my brain, and she hopped and hopped and hopped to the open window... waved goodbye at the neighbour's cat and she hopped... down and down she dived into the dark... and can never be seen again.

i guess Ian, my psychology tutor in Trinity was right about how lousy this course is being structured in the University of Melbourne. the structure of the subject is fairly unorganized and there is not a "standard" fixed across the teaching of the tutors.
right, i'm putting the blame of someone else now, ain't i? well, thats wut humans do.

it turns out that they evaluate the essays based on the essay structure and grammar. then my essay happened to be too "arts" with too complicated sentences and usage of descriptive words. i get my tutor scribbing things such as "what does this mean?" and she circled the words like "mutual" and "sheer" and put a question mark on top of them. i was like (=_=)

they want simple, coherent and straight forward essay. to my dismay, the main ideas are not that important while the structure is. i hate it when the end comments were "well done" and "very well written" while i could only get H2B!
*diu &^#&@^&^*! diu diu diu &^@&#@^*!*&@*^ cibai*

i'm also pissed at the fact that we were told this essay should be unrestricted and easy as lecturer had explained in the lecture. he said we can write ANYTHING and EVERYONE CAN DO WELL. guess what, when the tutor told us about the feed back for the essay, there are actually a whole load of rules to follow. my friends and i were like ... why didnt they tell us those BEFORE we write the essay??!!!
stupid psychos

no wonder SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many students drop psychology as the course advances. NOW i know why.



*sigh*
can't be helped la
all i can do now is to study for my exams hoping that i can pull back some marks from the final test... but which is quite impossible...




WHY??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


i need to reconsider about if i'm gonna continue doing psychology in the near future. theres no point forcing something not meant to be. i'm not meant to be a psychologist, thats jus the way it is


"everything happened for a reason"

Tagged by bloody Hayden

LAYER 2 : ON THE INSIDE
My Heritage : 100% chinese
My Fears : PMS, strangers, reptiles, DEATH, my imagination...
My Weaknesses : PMS!
My Perfect Pizza : cheesy and spicy seafood

LAYER 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
My thoughts first waking up : 5 more minutes la...
My bedtime : Depends
My most missed memory : being a carefree kiddo who was indulged in mountains of toys and cartoon marathons

LAYER 4 : MY PICK
Pepsi or Coke : coke
McDonald's or Burger King : McD
Single or grouped dates : single
Adidas or Nike : CONVERSE
Tea or Nestea : tea
Chocolate or Vanilla : Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee : Coffee

LAYER 5 : DO YOU...
Smoke : fuck no
Curse : i just did...
Take a shower : yesh but shan, yee and jess may doubt this (=_=)
Think you've been in love : yesh, loved by friends and family
Go to school : here here.. i'm in uni
Want to get married : if and only if i could find the right one
Believe in yourself : never

LAYER 6 : IN THE PAST
Drank alcohol : fo' sho
Gone to the mall : DUH
Been on stage : always
Eaten sushi : yeap
Dyed your hair : of course

LAYER 7 : HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game : no no no. it wont b nice if i strip
Changed who you were to fit in : always... i guess

LAYER 8 : AGE YOU'RE HOPING
To be married : I Don't Give a FUCK

LAYER 9 : IN A GUY/GIRL
Best eye colour : GREEN. OMG *faints*
Best hair colour : dark but blonde can be sexeh sometimes
Short hair or long hair : either... as long as it's well kept

LAYER 10 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...
A minute ago : breathing *holds breathe*
Hour ago : chit chatting with the aunties while having dinner
4.5 hours ago : staring at that cute guy across the lecture hall
1 month ago : having fun
Year ago : working my ass off to enter Melb Uni. and i'd done it

LAYER 11 : FINISH THE SENTENCES...
I love : artsy farty pretty thingys
I feel : my ass numbed
I hate : being a social outcast
I hide : my imaginary partner in my wee brain
I miss : HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need : plastic surgeries but no pain, please!

LAYER 12 : TAG 5 PEOPLE
xinli
jesslina
janet
jee wei
kit ying


gosh, i would probably be ignored anyway. don't bother




PS: yay, 13/15 for micro econs essay! it's another piece of crapology which i blurted out just the night before due date. i wrote about firearms ownership which was inspired by Massacre of Virginia Tech

oh my, psychology essay tomorrow. i can die. (X_X)
seriously

Nostalgia

The crave for that particular thing is so strong that your world fragmented... everything turned into black and white and probably some shades of grey...



this is when you will do anything to attain that particular thing...

so i picked my ass up and walked to Safeway, hoping that i could see a shelf of DORITOS with a big sign that wrote "REDUCED PRICE $ 1.99" hung from the ceiling...

guess what...

it was way better...

i was greeted by "DORITOS only $1.79"


without second thought... i grabbed 2 packets (i was gonna grabbed 3 but guilt kicked in) and ran towards the cashier to pay...

i'm a happy kid again!
and the vibrant colors of my lil' world restored~



caution: do not try this at home... my Doritos chips were crushed badly from the camwhoring session and i have to eat my chips with a spoon now (=_=)

anyway, Doritos stil taste better than ever...

WEE~

HAPPY MAMA'S DAY!

i know it's a cliche but...
I LUV MY MAMA AND MY MAMA IS THE AWESOMEST!

it's mother's day today!

alrite people, i have something to declare! but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! promise that you guys won't start grabbing shoes, rotten eggs, cats and dogs to throw at me after my confession
*hides*

I HAVEN'T BEEN DOING ANYTHING FOR MY MOM ON MOTHER'S DAY FOR THE PAST 18 YEARS.
gosh, i know i'm a bad daughter who doesn't show appreciation for my parents who love me the most in the whole world.

for the past few years, friends been planning what to do for mom's day while i juz kept quiet. they will buy prezzies and all but the best i did was to sms her a "happy mother's day" message. i know i shouldn't deserve the love from my parents. i'm a bastard. i never realize how much my parents love me and the fact that everything they have ever done was for ME, the selfish ME.

i'm pessimistic, rebellious, disrespectful, bad-tempered, lazy, moody, stubborn, selfish and the list goes on... but my parents stil love me more than ever. my mom is the one who has to put up with all my fuckin nonsense since my dad works in KL most of the time. it's NEVER easy for my mom to take care of me since i'm such a bad ass. furthermore, i was really weak since i was borned as well, always been admitted to the hospital for bad stomach problems.

i'm really really sorry, mommy
i hope it is not too late.
i love you


so, for the mother's day this year, i did what i do best which is to make a wee card and send it back to my mom =]

no, it's not a chinese new year card but MY MAMA LOVES RED!
I TOLD CHOOO! basically, i kinda grew up in RED
my mama in an aussie tee i got for her and RED jacket =]
so, who do i look like more? mama or dada? i guess the answer is still pretty obvious (=_=)



it was a mixture of guilt, sadness, self-condemnatory, melancholy, and i miss my parents alot so i broke down and cried like a motha fucka when i was typing this short passage for my card:
I know I have not been celebrating
Mother’s Day for you.
I apologize that it took me 18 years
to realize how important it is.
I sincerely hope it is not too late.

Thanks for everything you have
ever done for me.
It is never easy taking care of me
because I’m stubborn, hot-headed,
rebellious and bad tempered.
The worse is, I’m not the only
one in the family since these traits
run in the genes.
yesh, Daddy… I meant you.

I’ll never be able to repay
both of you.
I promise I will work hard and
succeed in life and make both
of you the proud parents.

A million thank yous to
my awesome parents.




PS:
my mom received my card few days ago and she cried. my dad told me that she couldn't sleep for the night.

then, my mom even said that probably she will punch a hole on the card and wear it as a pendant on mother's day. lol

i was like ... yea sure... go ahead and I LOVE YOU <3

how truly inspirational

Shoba, a friend of mine from Seremban who's currently studying in Trinity... is having a birthday celebration @ Lavish tonight. me and janet were invited but we decided not to go because we agreed that we can't afford to play anymore when the exams are just around the corner.

to be honest, i was tempted at first since everyone's been saying how great Lavish is and i havnt been there before, obviously. but nah... anyway, we are getting old, arent we? we won't have enough energy to dance and drink til 4 in the morning, we will collapse... like an aged building from the medieval period.



HOWEVER!
instead of wasting time in a club, sniffing second hand smoke and taking shortcut in the route to death, i went to watch a most amazing and inspiring documentary ever with shan and yee. gosh, i luv that documentary. it said so much in that mere 2 hours of running time. it's a screening session held by Unicef in Graduate House of Melbourne Uni. i'm a member of Unicef, OKIE??!!


yee. melissa. shan
LOOK HOW CLASSY THE GRADUATE HOUSE IS!!! not fair
The documentary is called "Born into Brothels". by Zana Briski. the documentary won the 77th annual Academy Award for Best Documentary Feature.


"it's a tribute to the resiliency of childhood and the restorative power of art, Born into Brothels is a portrait of several unforgettable children who live in the red light district of Calcutta, where their mothers work as prostitutes. Zana Briski, a New York-based photographer, gives each of the children a camera and teaches them to look at the world with new eyes."
you can click HERE for more info.


i think the reason i'm so interested in this documentary is mainly because of the photography part and the kids (i luv kids!). i was definitely amazed and impressed by the pictures taken by a bunch of 10-year-old kids who know nothing about shutter speed, aperture and focal length, and they were only using those cheapass film cameras instead of expesive DSLR cameras.


i was like "DAYEM, THEY COULD TAKE BETTER PICTURES THAN ME!!!"... ditched the idea of getting mysef a new few thousand dollars DSLR camera and i'm gonna go back to the storeroom of my old house and dig out my ancient Olympus, non-digital, big and chunky film camera and start shooting!! hmm... i wonder if the camera is still working tho *scratches skull*

here are some of the pictures, they are sooooooo pretty:




gosh, i also wanna go around and help these kids out one day.
I RPOMISE. I WILL.
here's wut i'm gonna do in the future.

• get a BA
• get a job
• earn enough money to keep myself alive
• stay single
• go around the world and help the poor! (it rhyms)

sounds like a kickass plan, alrite! i will stick with that =]