Time: 2.16pm
Date: 11 June 2011
Location: Hargrave.
Just find that this is a good read even though it's heavily opinionated.
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Saturday, June 11, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Headache journal
26/5/11 thurs - 12.08pm - Mathy lib.
holy... my headache is killing me... it comes in waves and alternate from the top back of my head to the lower left of the back of the my head... then to the right front middle of the head... blardy hell... today is indeed much better than yesterday...
when I run my fingers through my hair it's as if my scalp's supersensitive...
tuesday night i was woken up from my sleep coz my head threaten to explode... BLARDY HELL...
monday night was horrible too.. i slept 13 hours still don't feel much better.
URGGHHH! what's happening??
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
my primitive ears...
time: 7.41pm
date: 25 may 2011
location: mathy lib.
it amazing that till now.. the clarity of my earphones (with Grey's soundtrack =)) and the vividness of HDTV still amaze me.
lol. I literally unplugged my earphones from my computer to check if the music is from my earphones or from the speakers of my lappy.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
=)
Time: 1.26am
Date: 23 May 2011
Location: R's quarter in Marshyland.
To the sweetest guy in the world sitting right in front of me right now blissfully unaware of this post...
Happy birthday =))
Hope you enjoyed the surprises I had in store for you today...
It has been a really long and exciting day for me too~
Monday, May 16, 2011
Kids
Time: 12:58pm
Location: Mathy Lib
Date: 16 May 2011
Couldn't decide which versions I like more... then I came across this =)
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
eeeukk...
Date: 10 May 2011
Time: 1.15pm
Loation: Matheson Lib.
Barbie and Ken were named after Ruth Handler's daughter and son.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
overcompensation.
Time: 2.07am
Date: 5 May 2011
Location: R's quarter in Marshyland.
It dawned upon me after listening to How Stuff Work's Stuff Mom Never Told You podcast (which I just stumbled upon recently and fell madly in love with) on male nurses that I realize why that dude was affectively displaying his overflowing of masculinity through the constant diversion of every simple conversations into indecent, borderline offensive sexual slur.
It happened in the last grad that I worked for Monash Club about 2 weeks ago. So there's this slightly matured (early 30s maybe) guy who's doing his masters in nursing upon the completion of Bachelors in paramedics in Monash that I met during that grad, aka my return to Monash Club in 2011 =)) Anyways, he was pretty fun at first as he understood the really lame innocent jokes I often throw... then he started getting a little weird by throwing jokes like getting high with a bong. That's still alright until he talked about turning me on and stuff... in a slightly less funny but more of a squint-eye in disbelief manner. Then he went on which some point I started to shut my mouth and smiled at him politely before cruising away to look busy doing something, somewhere else.
GOSH. I barely know you for 2 hours and don't think that we're at that juncture to talk about stuff like that... call me conservative but really... GOSH (imagine Napoleon Dynamite)... really?
I didn't put too much thought into it and till this evening it suddenly clicked. He could just be a boring ol'jerk who doesn't pay attention to what pours outa his traps OR there's a slight chance that he might be overcompensating for something... like... you know... studying nursing. Don't get me wrong, I do admire people with such aspiration to help others by being a nurse but maybe he's struggling with some image/identity issue that tagged along involuntarily with the course he chose?
if not, what would possess one to talk dirty dirty jokes to a near-stranger whom you just met moments ago, without being under the influence?
Monday, May 2, 2011
End of an era.
Time 10.21pm
Date: 2 May 2011
Location: Living room in Marshyland.
hmmm... just heard that Osama's been eliminated. and now on SBS they are airing the episode where they feature Osama and Snooki on South Park. just a little bad with the timing...
yes, I don't HATE watching southpark.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
reason to eat fat.
I'mma go on ketogenic diet from now on =)))
On a serious note, though this is not a remedy to the problem, glad they found an alternative to slow death of renal failure from diabetes. Many HIV patients are suffering from that due to side effects of antiretroviral treatments..
Prolific!!!
Prolific!!!! I AM PROLIFIC!!! THINK, WRITE!!! you CAN THINK, WRITE!!!
... positive self-affirmation can only bring me this far...
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Quiet.
Date: 19 apr 2011
Time: 3.42pmLocation: Matheson.
hmmm, that odd calm swept over me again... for some reason...
haven't been back in Matheson, in a while... so much has changed yet not much. One thing's for sure, it's less boring.
Cooking awesome pork ribs (later stir-fried with XO sauce)
in the kitchen. where he belongs.
*evil grin* =)
owhh, I kinda signed us up for Mother's Day Classic on the 8th of May. I've never actually joined a marathon here before and this will be the second time after Ipoh International Run ages ago... which I did pretty badly. lol. Kinda regretting this coz he'll have legit reasons to ask me to go jogging with him!
Roger and I
Easter is rocking up soon... hmm... felt like going somewhere far... We'll see =)
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
From Little things big things grow...
Time: 11.23pm
Date: 12 April 2011
Location: R's Quarter in Marshyland.
hmm, can't believe I did it again.
anyways, leaving that story for another day.
So about today... lol! Lit wanted to go to Glen... Then i was like... why not go to the city to try out that Dosa place that he's been raving about..... he was like sure!
Roger and Dear's arses.
poor thing, got him all hyped up about going to the city and stuff. we even thought about checking out that comedy festival thing that's still going on till a week before Easter week. but the odds are against us.. weather forecast predicted that it's g
ona rain the whole day and tomorrow... sigh!
plus I was coming down with something... i feel like the gastric acid's gushing up from my esophagus... the jerky bus ride to Huntingdale station was not helping either! Just couldn't bring myself to tell him that I was feeling nauseous the minute my ass touch the seat on the bus...
So when we were approaching Fuel Zone on Clayton Rd, I jumped on the chance and ask him if it's ok we'll jst have dinner in Taste of Singapore.. and he was ok with it =))
Roger is feeling the weather too =(
it was drizzling but who cares! we were gona have that nasi lemak we loveeee~ lol. the icing on the cake was having Oscar there.. he's this really cute kid whose parents drop him off there so that they can go to uni for a couple of hours a week.
all in all, it wasn't as expected but I get to spend time with him..~
anyways, was thinking about this song that was on the advertisement all the time... With its catchy line "from little things big things grow.." but boy I wouldn't have guessed the significance of that song was way bigger than that.
Give it a listen, or if you have the time... give the lyrics a read.
Monday, April 11, 2011
7 months =)
Time: 5:41pm
Date: 11 April, 2011
Location: My Quarters in Marshyland =)
I realize that my parents can be a little dismissive sometimes of the complains I have... but for good reasons. Kids need to know some times things may seem like a humongous inconvenience
(obstacle) at the moment, years from then, it may just be another small dried cranberries in another hundreds of packets of trail mix in Coles.
*weird analogy I know. Been hooked on these babies ever since... and mixed dry roasted nuts pack! 2 delicious packets of goodness*
Well maybe dismissive might have been an inap
propriate adjective for their actions, it'll come to me (hopefully) by the end of this post. When I was younger, I was as accident prone as I am today. Just last week, I would come back from some where with bruises on my legs or something, without any recollection of falling down or knocking myself against any hard surfaces.
Anyway, my less than overbearing mom will normally pick me up when I fall down, inspect the bruise and brush/blow, as if to symbolically clean the bruises. Look at me, and say "see, nothing la" to me with a smiling face. After than she would hold my hand, and move on, acting like that incident didn't happen at all.
I think it's not because she couldn't care less. I think, she was just teaching me that if you fall down, you'll tend to feel less painful if you don't dwell on the bruises and pick on your wounds. My parents have always been wise like that...
Now, you took over the job of nagging/motivating me for the past few months... It felt really good to be appreciated.. It'll be 7 months of naggings, meals, outings, hanging out, skyping, cycling, studying and the wacky things we did together tomorrow... **All these while I keep thinking that it's our 6th monthiversary but clearly my inadequate knowledge in the application of simple math is not serving me well**
Thanks for all the love and support, and for being who you are... =)
Sunday, April 10, 2011
... I remember.
Time: 5.02pm
Date: 10 April 2011
Location: Kitchen underneath my quarters, in Marshyland.
Same songs, awesome sun set, slightly chilly yet sunlit weather.. just the way I like it.
What happened? why do I always feel bored and tired lately?
really... I miss waking up and staring right into the blue skies with the lively clouds... the scent of the carpet maybe... or could be the clean toilet that has been washed moments ago.. ahh, I really miss the times I thought that life is so exciting! not knowing the what could happen in 2 days, in a weeks, or 2 month's time... the potential of such adventures!
The point is... I remember too much.. too much of the past feelings that I'm missing the adventure I'm in today. Listening to Anya Marina's SSSP suddenly brought shudders and that pleasantly refreshing breeze in June of 2009.. while I'm on the way to Uni. the freshly cut grass... the calm placid surface of lake, thinking ahh... This IS a new chapter.
... a new chapter that has been 3 years long.
What IS WRONG with me?
I should open my eyes and see the beauty around me... wake up... and smell the roses Jun, before it's too late... =)
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