I GUESS I GREW UP.

hola. i pretty much have lost interest in blogging. no idea why but i just got bored; i'm not even online that much anyways.

stalkers just proceed to Facebook.

if not, forget me.

♥

ACCOMMODATIONS.

hello.

i want to move out of my house. because. my housemates are all mad-asses who talk so loudly even in the early morning. they literally shout every word they are saying. i mean, i am not being prejudiced but they are behaving exactly the way how other people perceived them to be: uncultured, rude, impolite, inconsiderate. tsk. to think they are from the most cosmopolitan part of their country. hello, disgrace much.

i wonder if Sean and Ben will take me in. i dont mind just bringing my bed and bunk in the living room.

last night, Evan, Dave and Kevin (Sean and Ben's housemates) showed Jo, Ben and i their Love Shack. we are happy. yes yes. not telling you.

anyways. IT'S ONE MORE DAY OF GRUELLING GUEST SITUATIONS till Jo, Sean and i leave Disney and lousy housemates (applicable to Jo and i only cause Sean has wonderful people bunking in with him.) for Miami and The Bahamas.

i am so excited to leave all the smiling behind for just a few days and rechargeeeeeee. who cares if at this untimely hour that i have my period and bugs have been invading my skin that i have scars and bumps here and there. NO. it does not matter cause We will be sailing on the Majesty of the Seas, playing poker, watching more sunsets than sunrises, eat seafood, chill and Not Work.

So, :D

screw you Noisy, Obnoxious MIC peopleeeee! ahh stop shoutinggggg!

IN THE SKANK SPIRIT.

Boombox by Ely Kim from Vimeo.

how awesome is that fat kid! great taste in clothes and music, i must say. love outfit 33. if i were ever to be fat again, i must be like this! touchwood though.

anyways, i was at Roxy last night with my co-workers. it's unbelievable dirty (as in you know) and i didnt really had the most fun well, cause i guess i was missing peis and jo and sean and sahaa. and halfway, the only other girl that was with me disappeared with a french guy (roommate of another colleague), who by the way asked for my number just 30 minutes ago. uh hmm. well, apart from the skank-fest (people were groping, kissing, groping, kissing, groping, kissing, groping, kissing), the music was pumping. i swear i could dance the whole night, unlike back in Zouk when sometimes i feel like just standing still cause the beat was horrid.

well, once bitten twice shy. i would definitely GO BACK! hahahaha. next thursday, anyone?

p.s. did you know Disney owns the Orlando Magic (whom, i believe, will not win the Lakers. yah i know, hanging around with sean, ben and their housemates too much. espnnnnn!)? seriously, this company needs to have everything is it!

DAYS OFF.

"true" Moroccan shisha. uh huh, not too much kick.

wells. i am just waiting for the toilet because my roommate, Kelly is in there. She's nice, i shall post photos of her soon. (life without a camera is hard when you're in the US. i never thought i would be so sad and unsatisfied.)

anyways. off days in Orlando are best spent..sleeping in, eating then shopping. ALL WITH HOMIEZ INCLUDED DUH. okay, not really anymore cause my bank credit is depleting fast. yoz, highway to nothing and poor.

so, today i shall do some exploring right along International Drive which is just outside of Disney Property aka Boring Town. i swear, once the bus reaches that area, the air is fresher, the sky way more blue and the shops get much more interesting. i get happy just riding the bus and passing by, i tell youuu. let's hope it wont rain and hope i have pictures. because peis and sahaa are workinggggg. hai sadness. okay bye, need to shower. i have less than an hour. ugh.

SH♥PAH♥LIC

back in Washington when it was Spring and the weather was awesomexz.

seriously, now it's always rainy in Orlando. tsk. no goodz.

harlowwww. i have been MIA in Disney world and newfound freedom for oh-so longgg that i havent been updating. truth be told, it's this wash of nostalgia whenever i see the old blog page and get reminded how i used to blog whenever my social life has little to offer. erhm, me is having a whale of a time now. working life is dreary but living near friends is defo not.

well, let's see. a really quick checklist of what has been happening:

1. i have bad work clothes
   


2. have never bought so much clothes and shoes and undies in a short period of 6 weeks. to date, i have 4 new pairs of shoes, 20 pairs of VS undies, tons of clothes (dresses, tees, shorts, skirts)
   


3. havent clubbed (loserxzxz)
   


4. drank secretly cause me no 21
   


5. i bought 3 books in one trip to the bookstore. seriously. Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho is the sex (muahaha ironyy) Go Read.
   


6. have already been to ALL the themeparks but boo, not the Waterparks. what happeningggg
   


7. need to eat authentic Asian foood that is not cooked by me. seriously, American-Chinese food is all oyster and teriyaki sauce.
   

what else is interestinggg. check out my facebook for pictures cause i have not been diligent enough to collect the pictures into my lappie. will try to update more soon. dont worrry, i am GOOOOD here!

have a good day! hahs.

WASHINGTON, USA!

hey all! my my, am i excited despite a total head-splitting ache from the jet lag. currently in a cosy country inn. economy class was a real bitch, but touching down - finally - really makes up for it. the weather's not as bad as we thought and clothes are definitely of suitable thicknesses. erhem?

i dont know what to say but right now my head's all blank. so. yup, the internet's super duper fast, my phone doesnt work, there are ang mohs everywhere, the trees are botak, i am happy, i dont really miss anything yet, the cars have longg number plates, i just saw a standing letter box!!

-.- i am dorky.

some pictures shall be up as soon as possible when more are up! ♥

ahh excitingggg!

LET ME BE SMALL SO I FIT IN A POCKET.

HELLOOO. i was this close to adopting a rock as a pet today. at least i can pet pat cuddle something.

well anyways, i went around digging for books to read cause i practically developed a migraine from all the telly and lappie staring. all that were was this pile of chinese books which has words coming down vertically about loving yourself, being a strong woman and whatnot (most prolly my mum's). so that's that. i had cups of jelly while reading. but now my head's splitting up. ugh.

so. i am thinking tomorrow will be mildly more productive cause my Grand Uncle (granny's brother) just had his first baby. story's really complicated but main points are 1. he's almost 50, 2. his wife is less than 30 and is vietnamnese (mail order brideee). i am pretty excited (it's really pretty very easy to get me pumped up now) cause seeing a newborn is as good as getting a pet! well, at least i can play with her or something. ah i dont know. AND! i am deciding to go get the Ikimono film developed.

ooh i need aspirin. man, i am in such a state of mind to crave having new things thrown smacked in my face but nothing is happening cause well, i am not allowed to cause my mum thinks i need to be in more familiar waters now. but i dont know if this hype can last me till USA cause two weeks really is a long time and i switch like the chameleon sister! brrr.

this is so effing hilarious! but pretty sweet eh.

LESS THAN TWENTY.

sometimes i wish i can just take back all the secrets that i have shared with others and lock them up in a chest. because we all need to let out some or else we'll be this one big walking bag of pent-up word vomit, but other people do not appreciate the fact that we regard them as special enough for us to share something. instead, they treat it/us like trash. the one other thing i dislike about people: ungratefulness.

so, i wanted Strawberry jam for my sandwich but my house ran out. it's weird how i smell strawberry on myself whilst eating the sandwich now cause my body butter's strawberry flavoured. wow, what a mouthful. that is pretty much the highlight of my afternoon. am i that boring.

KL's tomorrow and i cant wait! despite disagreement from my mummy but nyah, i am going! i need to be more interesting and i am betting my everything on USA in less than twenty!


EDITED: my mother threw up a weird hissy fit and now, i cant go to KL. i hate it when she pulls this kind of last minute cancellation stunts. she has done it so many times and i think that is why i dont have more friends. I am really sorry, D. ):

VISA CAME TO MAMA!

hello! with all the A's mayhem, i begin to wonder how will I do if i did stay in jc and slog my guts (or not.) for it. nevertheless, i am defo going to US now that the five-minute visa interview is done with and i am "hereby approve(d)".

Congrats to All who did well!

HMM.

What is your True Fear? Your Result: Losing Someone You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!
Disappointment
Looked down on
Being Alone
Where Your life is Going
Commitment
Death
What is your True Fear? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

&

What mental disorder do you have? Your Result: GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder) You can never seem to calm down and always feel anxious for unknown reasons. You tend to not be able to concentrate and have headaches or other anxiety symptoms.
OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)
Manic Depressive
Paranoia
ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)
What mental disorder do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

really "haha" to the paranoia issue.

CAUSE I TRY TO MAKE IT REAL FOR.

James Morrison has the most amazing voice, and i need a little less drama and more mundane in all aspects of my life. it's not that i court complexity; things just naturally needs to be confusing around me. i mean, i might be such a goddamn walking contradiction, but i think i portray a clear enough image of what i want/need. so why am i still ending up with the wrong and the puzzles?

oh bloody hell. i need sleep and a huge glass of Tequila Sunrise. recently i dont like the bitterness of alcohol.


a tad of irony: Crushes Crush Your Heart.
(oh yah, why havent i figured that out huh. and noo, i am not in some new girly schoolgirl crush. it's an elevation of scandal.)


Are you in Love with someone who doesnt need you too?
(sorry keyboard. for getting angsty and started slamming.)

FUCK IT.

hello. apparently malaysian anything (today's case is the bank or that receptionist urgh) cannot be trusted and thus, i have to reschedule my appointment cause that bloody cashier's order was rejected. now all i can thank god for out of the whole wasted morning and afternoon was that i didnt fail the interview cause that would mean i have wasted lots of money as well.

after a whole parade of screaming and "fucks", i have slept the sadness and all other emotions away and am well enough to email mr pang to inform his about today's screw-up and no, i do not anticipate the arrival of his reply. i mean, he's nice and all, but it's at times when you're the screwed-up that his sarcasm is left little to desire and definitely unappreciated. i mean, it is amusing if you look at it from a totally non-relevant and third party's perspective. i doubt the chicken laughs when it's being slaughtered.

oh well. i am pretty much more upset cause i have to get my ass back and skip the whole sleepover and Ladies' Night out. sorrry loves. ): next appointment's 5th march and i wish things really do go smoothly or else, i dont know what.

CAUSE I NEED TO PACK AND I CANT FIND A FILE!

Visa interview in just less than twelve hours. i do not know why i am so nervous, but i sure am damn eager to get all these preparations over and done with! wish me luck cause i need to be there smoothly and without glitch, and i shall be back with more updates using G's wireless!

yay! sleepoverrrr! ok bye!

BUM BUM BUMMER BUMMER BUM BUM.

helloooo. i think i havent been dealing with the Real World for far too long, cause just now when i was writing out the "List of Things To Bring For the US Visa Interview on Wednesday", i had this sudden panic seizure as to how things will turn out. i mean, like i am planning and fearing at the same time cause i keep thinking if what i planned is right and appropriate. it doesnt make any sense and i got so paranoid, i got two lists now: the other one is called "Things To Note On Wednesday" and i have written down all the things Mr. Pang sent to us via email like what's our relationship with H.U and what to say and the procedures. i am blabbering.

i cant wait till that moment on wednesday when the interview guy says "i hereby approve your J-1 visa blah blah". cause i havent been so panicky since exams like a week ago! wait, i wasnt even that panicky about exams cause i had my mind on this interview thingy. okay i need to go run or something to get my head off things cause i am making the third list ("Things To Do Before March") and still i am not calm! if lists dont chillax me, something is wronggggggg.

i feel a fourth list coming called "Things To Prepare For Stayover" and then there's the fifth, "Clothing Options For Interview". are you gasping yet? why am i such a bundle of nerves. i mean, i am not even thinking of "Clothing Options For Ladies' Night Out"! oh dont get me started.

LOVE, LOVED AND IN LOVE.

hello people. after tremendous nights of Movie Marathons (!!) (yes tyng has nuuu life.), i have finally found my true purpose in life (HAHA to that previous bracket cause it's some serious irony). wanna hear it huh huh huh. you know you wannaaaaa! okay, it's WATCHING MORE MOVIES AND SERIALSSSSSSS! aint that awesome. i just love being this crapbag (pfft. gets me everytime! i love Friends.) sorta person and stream old old weirdo flicks in front of the comp and just well, dwell (MUAHA "well, dwell".) in other people's interesting life with a glass of cold milk.

okay, so other than that, i have got (a) my Cashier's Order done and (b) the Letter from the Bank with regards to how much moolahzx my mother has will be on the way tomorrow, (c) the internet network pattern of Malaysia - whereby in the afternoons it's pretty much crap and at the darkest hour of the night, it's woot! - totally figured out, (d) a new Favourite DMC Hangout where it's Vintage and Wonderful (should i spend RM120 on Two bracelets?!) but remember to bring insect repellant, and (e) brings me to the aboved titled mentioned topic.

well, you know. since my reality physical persona is seriously lacking in the Love department, my mental one has resorted to Romance from other sources. basically, i have got this awesome analogy of the difference between Loving a person, Being Loved by a person, and Being IN Love with a person.

Loving someone is like when it rains, you wait with a brolly to shelter him.

Being Loved is when it rains, you are the one being sheltered from the rain.

Being IN Love is either both of you share a brolly or, walk in the rain together.

- TradeMark of Tyng.

now, aint that awesome?! i am super impressed with Love Guru Tyng. and well, if you have seen that movie, you would also know i just know how to preach and the practising department is pretty much lacking. my friend made another analogy:

Loving is like looking after a sick person.

Being Loved is being looked after when you are sick.

Being IN Love is when both of you are sick.

muaha. a tad sadistic but still. well, pretty much i think people dont get Loving and Being In Love. it's a fine line i think, like how the emotions appears to be the same - the care, worry etc. but Being In Love is a whole new level of passion and understanding, commitment and devotion. Loving just occurs to everybody - friends, family, dogs, cats, birds. but Being In Love is like only the two of you exists on the face of the world.

how cheesy am i getting! Mariska Hargitay. bye!

♥

COULD IT JUST BE?

hello. i realise how tiny snippets my blog entries are. well, sure enough they are a pretty close resemblance to my current life for the past few days, post-papers. i mean, i wake up mid-afternoon, and then stream movies all day, occasionally making a meal or two or shower and other miscellaneous stuff. then it's out with The DMC and then back to movies and sleep. then the cycle starts all over. i mean to get a job, but isnt it incredibly silly that i will be employed for only a month with frequent leaves (for Visa purposes)? no one will want to hire me.

well, Skins is having frequent updates so i am staying alive. plus, there are just tons of movies i can watch. awesomely, i finally caught Pretty Persuasion after soo many years of searching! not bad i say. very dark. i loved it!

"but i am sure it is love.

all you want to do is kiss him and other stuff, brilliant stuff"

- Pandora, Skins Series Three Episode Four.

just the plain and simple way of things.

hello people. ooh i know it's 4.38 am and i am still not asleep. wonderful holidays! anyways, miss Nee Pok has a blog and i think she's really kooked cause she wished me Happy 19th on it and i didnt know about the existence of it till like a few days ago. haha.

anyways, this is boring me. no one reads anymore. are you guys waiting for US escapes cause i am almost there to a full confirmation of the trip and once my visa is done, it's fo' shizzle i am going!

well, i am done with Skins Series Three so far.

"Standing In The Way Of Control" by The Gossips.

woot!

-

"Why? What have you done?"

"I'm a Jew"

- The Boy In Striped Pyjamas

that made me cry.

A BIGGER HEART, PLEASE.

hello people. watching Skins made me think about how people should just do whatever they want to and not be restricted by others and most importantly and most of the time, themselves. i have always been one such idiot, tying myself down and being rational and realistic because i have a large tendency to be such a fucktard, being controlled by just emotions. oh and of course, there's this nagging possessive obsession compulsive order-ish problem of mine which involves needing every detail to be exactly how i want them to be. that involves humans too and defo i know that they have their human rights so it's improper to manipulate people but why do you care, cause they dont get manipulated anyways and in the end, shit comes down and i get hurt.

my excuse is that i have a pretty clear what's not good for me so i try to make plans on things so i can live my life without being hurt. how come nobody understands, and they have to go around doing whatever they like inconsiderately and then their bloody "Mood Swings (end up giving me a bloody) Whiplash" - Twilight.

i mean that scene when Cassey gave Sid a kiss then LATER A BIG FUCKING TIGHT SLAP because he was supposedly together with her and then misled that she was sleeping with this guy who is actually gay so freaking scolded her, and gets on to hooking up with Michelle, who's close with Cassey, was just fucking awesome. and i just meant, the SLAP.

so Fuck you all, jerks. have a nice life, and stay out of mine. oh and other inhabits, stop pretending to be so bloody Cheery cause we all know you're not.

quote of the day: "ah why cut yourself when you can be in love?" haha. what an irony.

OH YAH, HAPPY V'S.

oh please, i am so not bitter la. just got home from Melaka with part of The DMC and man, how i wish the night lasts forever cause nights are awesome and days are boo-some. sorry, am in a bad state of mind cause it'snothingiwanttotellabout.

now that the Papers are overrrrrr (YAY but no YAY), i feel lost cause i got nothing to do and i feel like i didnt study much and boo cause i want to earn money but i dont want to get a job. hm. i cant wait to develop the pictures from junyou's Ikimono. so cuteeeeee.

i hope next year, i will have a wonderful boyfriend who's into photography and has a kickass DSLR and some lomos. tsk, bye!

"And it breaks my heart."

"Fidelity" by Regina Spektor

"And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music"

because of all the other shit happening, studying for exams paled much in comparison. and because so, i came home at twoplus a.m. and studied one hour. then woke nine hours later and mugged for another two hours. the momentum's not entirely lost yet; i will be getting back to Finance in just a while.

before Inventory Management, i just want to say as much as i like being a detective and finding things out myself, this time i am not going to do anything of that sort.

"I know I said I loved you but I'm thinking I was wrong."

"New Romance" by Laura Marling

"and I'm sorry to whichever man should meet my sorry state,
watch my steady lonesome gait and be aware.
I would never love a man
'cause love and pain go hand in hand
and I can't do it again."

the more i try to study, the more i want to throw those goddamn books away and just stream youtube videos all day or buy books that are not proper and laze in my chair and read in the wind.

the more you need to do something, the more contempt it feels.

i think i have serious ocd, or whatever problem it's called. note the way i keep playing a new favourite song 43254789476750375 times every day for a whole week or so, and then never listen to it ever again till maybe months later.

does this say alot about me as a lover/girlfriend/person in a relationship? maybe.

Saturday's in a few; frantic sets in as time flew.

hello fellow muggers. (self denial refuses to acknowledge any other living beings who arent in similar mind-blowing, heart-wrenching, hair-pulling hell circumstance as i am.)

circumstance like this.

yes i am studyinggg. or at least attempting to. i have a series of study activities planned out, but apparently sticking to them is the bloody problem. after two plus hours of silent screaming and pouring milo over myself and some sheet of notes, i have accomplished exactly HALF a module. wow tyng, real efficient. now another Five and a Half modules left! whoopee.

righty. enough sarcasm and back to hot waters. laters, gators.


p.s. enough of Happy "Niu" Year jokes, really. i will punch your face.

♥ you more than all the trees in the world.

hello scene kids.

pfft that was soooo poser. SCRATCHED.

hello ROCKSTARZxzxz. Teck, Lin, Ginn and i are all discussing silly What White To Wear for my 19th. sorry guys that i am so adamant about going to Phuture. but hell! i want to club before exams and death.

Eu Ginn is in Penang says:
bday girl shld look like a bday cake

My Name Is Jialin says:
?!?
My Name Is Jialin says:
HAHAH

Eu Ginn is in Penang says:
delicious and sinful in other words

My Name Is Jialin says:
hah
My Name Is Jialin says:
you sure are coy

my friends are so cute; they make you want to puke guts with their theories. ok so mostly it's just Ginn.

and Teck.

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
fight fight fight
then make love

then AGRESSIVE

THEN slow

My Name Is Jialin says:
ty so not nice okays

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
wah jitao

tyng; I AM AN AWESOME PERSON CAUSE I QUEUE HAPPILY FOR CLUBS. says:
-.- teck

[LUCKYWANNABE]I CAAAANT STAND BEING FAT ANYMORE! says:
than slap here n there

fierce

i like

WAHAHHHA

i apologise for the sex talk. haha. cny first day was yummy! pictures next time.

RED FOR YOUR HEART. RED FOR YOU.

i am not sure why but i cant quit red. does it look entirely weird on the grey background? i cant stick to white cause it's so plain. i am afraid of being boring and there's nothing worse than being ordinary. oh this reminds me uncannily of American Beauty.

i took on painting my nails as a last minute preparation for whatever's happening tomorrow. my hair's all washed and tied up in a bun for some extra curves. i am hardly sleepy so here i am. was pretty much surfing around until i curled up in the chair, hugging my knees; red against my skin sent me drifting.

this might not be it, but i know i am in for a ride '09. though not in the way i want its course to turn into cause i am too lackadaisical to make it happen. how weird can i get thinking about all these at the wee hours and on cny at that. but something stroked when i was looking at my nails. hearts, balloons, dawn, raspberries, dusk, bows. what do you think about before going to bed? who do you miss and how does your arms feel when they wrap around? where is your soul at and why do you live? i want to know, but sometimes a "hi" doesnt lead to anything else. sometimes it's all whim and fancy, and sleepy eyes and dripping dreams. sometimes we still dont get what we want after trying.

I've seen enough of the world to know that it isn't pretty. or maybe its beauty is too different for me to withstand. Did you come here to watch me burn?

Eu Ginn says:
how does it feel to like someone secretly?

tyng; says:
haha
tyng; says:
hmmm
tyng; says:
weird
tyng; says:
i kind of enjoy the torture at times
tyng; says:
like makes you go "argh, but uhhh"

- so i am masochistic. glam tyng, so glam.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

even though i am half-way abandoning this space,

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!

by the way, the "talk" with Stacie about Orlando made me all excited and i really really really cant wait to get those admin stuff over and done with, so i can be on that plane and GO GO GO!

but who would i miss the most?

on a totally random note, i just found out that my new MNG shades are wayfarers. those that Audrey Hepburn has.

THIS MIGHT JUST BE IT.

i was telling well, no one actually myself that it doesnt feel like Chinese New Year and my 19th are in a few days'/week's time. in fact, it doesnt even feel like Study Break's after tomorrow and then Exams and then Year Break and then Year Three and then Orlando and then Semester Two of Year Three and then Graduation and then what? okay let's not go there. i guess even with my degraded command of English you get what i mean.

then again, HB nearly made me tear today. it's the same every year; people (especially HB!) surprise me with birthday celebrations and i am so genuinely moved that i cry. but the weather today's horribly warm, so my tears didnt come out.

THANKS HB HEARTS!

but the River Island wallet has no compartment for notes! -.-

well. i havent got much to say actually. maybe i have grown out of blogging. is it possible to load pictures taken using a lomography camera to the computer? cause i want to get mine and i want to blog my pictures.

like this one:

muahaha i am such a narcissist. bye! going to read Facebook Bathroom Wall; some stories are actually pretty awesome!

LIVING ROOM.

hello world. my back hurts like fuck cause i stood for three hours straight, carrying my laptop, its battery, its adaptor, the heavy leather-bound Starbucks planner, my pencils and pens and other stationaries, and my phones and yougettheidea.

well, just a quick update of school last week,

Wine Appreciation class saw us all high and hippity,

Natnat all red, hot and bothered (heh.),

and me in lace.

Then,

project presentations,

and crazy funky jo's hat.

i am thinking up ways to pair my Everlast white canvas plimsoll/pumps. (yup. bought them to satisfy my cravings for Vans' and/or Fred Perry's just yet.) i have a million ideas but i am not sure i can pull some of them off. cause they are just wacky and i dont want people staringg. of course there's the issue about getting/finding the dreamt up dresses i want to pair them with.

okay, it's bothering me that internet explorer doesnt love me (as in they are ganging up against me to make me buy Antivirus 2009 or else they block my usage. help anyone?) , so i am using safari instead. it's pretty irritating but whatever. i just hope my lappie doesnt die, at least before i get a rich generous boyfriend. both works.

no no, my life is more than just superficial things. i need to go get that darn book. why is it when exams are close, i have the urge to read fiction. food for thought.

is no one reading my blog anymore cause i have a feeling so. ah well. ugh, i cant get over the fact i busted six dollars watching Passenger (pfft.) and missed the chance to see erhem. it frustrates me, really. i am not exaggerating. i feel like such a bitch cause i am having some other vengeance to this whole matter. it's like i paid six dollars to NOT see him and it doesnt make any sense at all cause my sole one other purpose of school is to get to see him (i know, super gross. but it's part of a giggly schoolgirl experience!). i mean i WOULD rather pay six bucks to see him for about ninety minutes rather than Anne Hathaway being all looney. ahh, i am nonsensical. why am i even all hung up about that six dollars.

OHMYTIAN.

i have been slogging on my projects (plural noted.) since i dont know when and it is only at this moment that i can breathe and close the ever-opened windows containing researches and my folders labelled "Projects". (note all the plurals sucker!)

i am wayy pass being pissed off, i cant even scold "fuck" cause well i am tired, fatigue, bored, sad, depressed. but now, i am happier cause well, next week tasks are cleared. just the week after next left now.

okay i have pictures. lame ones.

yay mng shades.

that night before we got drunk at Dolce.

Singapore Arts Museum is the sex!

so cold, so nice, so near erhm.

this is the stairs, not an art piece.

2009 is pretty awesome so so far. though i am overwhelmed by the mind-stimulating projects and nagging shoulder-aches after typing for four hours straight non-stop at the same position without going to the toilet for fear of losing my train of thought (yeap.), i still have The Dirty Mistresses Club to keep me company and we go driving around late at night and drink teh and be happy and laugh so loud. definitely one of the first few things i am gonna miss when i get shipped off to Orlando for six months (ignoring possiblities of failing Finance here). cant wait, but still.

okay got to go pee finally. hahaha no lah, crazy. asses.

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
you power

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
dont type la

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
no wait

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
you try using your toes

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
maybe you're more of toes-oriented

Eliza Crawford Lee says:
it's okay to look stupid. no one is looking

- "Eliza Comments on Typing" (2009)


HAH! ♥

The Dirty Mistresses Club.

hello darlings. i am super busy cause i am venturing into something with my loves. stay tune for more information i suppose.

meanwhile, between school and a social life, i am almost dog tired. then again, if not be occupied now when i am young, then when right?

♥

2009.

first post of the year! totally lagging behind here, cause foxy cleopetra is only working fine after the whole new-hard disk thingy. horrendous experience, seeing the blue screen after tremendous pressing of the 'off' button and having to pay for help. let's hope she doesnt die after a few months of motherboard problems. i do not have any cash for a new laptop. and i dont want to ask my mum either.

speaking of my mother, is it just mine or are all mothers experiencing pms/menopause full-forced? my mother has been going madder and madderer since.. well, ever since she hit 40. i cannot wait to run away to Orlando soon cause she has been threatening that she's s-e-r-i-o-u-s about not letting me go or not paying or too poor to pay. too many variations of the story, but all the same.

this morning's episode left me confused more than ever. because i still have no idea why she's sooo mad. (i think i talked in my sleep, replying rubbish to her whatever question without thinking. it's actually quite funny now that i think about it. maybe i'll let her know of the humour later on when she's not so angry.) one moment i was dreaming, and the next, i have all my magazines and dvds flunked across the room at me on the bed and everything within 50cm radius of the door (like the clothes on my easy-chair and somemore books) ends up scattered on the floor. there i was, sprung from sleeping position and watching her; elbows got scratched cause you know how bulky Vogues are and man those paper-cut-worthy glossy pages. it was immensely berserk. (or maybe it was a sign from God that i need to clean my room)

no, it's hardly domestic violence cause we're Chinese remember? "spare the rod things-around-you and spoil the child". ever so wicked, those ancestors' teachings.

i hope i dont turn into any angsty old woman when i hit the Big Four-O!
it's too hard on the world, my dears.

anyways, with recent boom of my social calender, please refer to facebook for pictures cause i am too lazy to upload. i think it's cause i am going out and having fun more, my mother thinks that i have changed and doesnt care about and help the family. seriously, just because i am cooped up at home doesnt mean i will be doing anything productive. parents just dont get it.