Today, I went out to go to library to exchange a copy of a book I borrowed and to borrow another one. I stupidly got the wrong edition of the aforementioned book.
I did some french and I did some Micro. Gonna have to do a lot moreee Micro later after a Domino's dinner. :D
Mache came over 'to study' with Adri and I. It's sorta working but I don't think we're being an efficient lot really, time wise. But at least it's better than NOTHING.
I watched the latest Gossip Girl episode out. I don't want to spoil it for anyone so I shan't. But may I just *slaps forehead* "Serena!"
My favourite character is Chuck, hands down. He's the most consistent character on the show. When he was a slimy bitch, he was a slimy bitch but when he decided to put his pants back on and stick with his one woman, he did. And frankly, he's the only character that REALLY evolved. Other than Blair and Dan, but to a lesser extent. Blair is less petty NOW and Dan doesn't make me feel like shooting the Humphrey. Honestly, I used to get soooo irritated by him. The seemingly indie writer-type lonely boy character seemed so self-pitying and anti-people but as it turns out the sneaky feeling that all he wanted to do was fit in by standing out, was true. I shan't justify this statement because I realised I had just gone on bitching about Dan Humphrey, a fictional character that I ought to be able to relate to but can't. :P
Sorry, besides the embarassment the morning after a GOOD friday/saturday night brings, the most exciting thing that happened to me (that I would reveal) was watching the latest episode of Gossip Girl.
I = fail.
Oh well.
We ALL have our low points. :P
At least I'm eating pizza as soon as it turns up on my doorstep. YUMS.
:P
Peace and love.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Datelines
Everything is about them. Fucking datelines. Life itself has a goddamn dateline.
I'm bitching because I have coursework due on Thursday. I'm now taking a break from studying in order to be able to DO the damn work. It really sucks balls.
Tonight is Rachel's last night in London before her trip to the states. She's skipping one week of school and I'm jealous. So I'm meeting her for dinner with a bunch of our homies in Chinktown. (Don't get offended by this, I'm half chinese and I'm sooo chinese, you cannot begin to imagine)
If you haven't noticed I've been jealous a lot. Jealous of people who have free time, jealous of people who have money to throw into the wind and jealous of people who are ENJOYING what they're studying/doing. I guess I enjoy Philosophy at times and I did enjoy economics. But the whole technical side of things really bores me. Like *yawn* there's a graph. Oh look, stats. And my FAVOURITE, the math.
Math makes me feel suicidal really.
I think the one thing UNI has done for me SUCCESSFULLY is let me know that I'm not as bright as I believed as was.
Or that I'm too lazy to strive like some.
Oh well.
All I know is I better bust my balls and reap a first. Yeah. That's the goal. My plan? Fuck. I'll study?
Hopefully I am successful.
And well, at least I looking forward to a nice sweet but relatively BRIEF dinner. Got to much work to do when I get home. Fuckity.
Peace and love yo.
I'm bitching because I have coursework due on Thursday. I'm now taking a break from studying in order to be able to DO the damn work. It really sucks balls.
Tonight is Rachel's last night in London before her trip to the states. She's skipping one week of school and I'm jealous. So I'm meeting her for dinner with a bunch of our homies in Chinktown. (Don't get offended by this, I'm half chinese and I'm sooo chinese, you cannot begin to imagine)
If you haven't noticed I've been jealous a lot. Jealous of people who have free time, jealous of people who have money to throw into the wind and jealous of people who are ENJOYING what they're studying/doing. I guess I enjoy Philosophy at times and I did enjoy economics. But the whole technical side of things really bores me. Like *yawn* there's a graph. Oh look, stats. And my FAVOURITE, the math.
Math makes me feel suicidal really.
I think the one thing UNI has done for me SUCCESSFULLY is let me know that I'm not as bright as I believed as was.
Or that I'm too lazy to strive like some.
Oh well.
All I know is I better bust my balls and reap a first. Yeah. That's the goal. My plan? Fuck. I'll study?
Hopefully I am successful.
And well, at least I looking forward to a nice sweet but relatively BRIEF dinner. Got to much work to do when I get home. Fuckity.
Peace and love yo.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Lady Gaga is Hot
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QL_JPdYPDVg
Yeah, I get the fact that she's so damn avant-garde and cool and what not but her shoes in this video are MENTAL. Those are not even wearable. I don't know but I think they look like she stole them from the Pan's Labyrinth set. Honest to God. They are THAT out there.
I'm failing at concentrating on reading Macro. My housemate, Aziz brought a friend over and so I've run into the room. Boo. I can't quite study in the room. I seem to only be able to concentrate on the academics out in the hall. In the room, I sleep, I write and I paint. It's the comfort zone.
I was looking at internships today and the Shell one looked alluring in a sense. But can you imagine, if I get an internship with Shell Int., Shell M'sia who are my sponsors will think that I'm one damn loyal kid whose dead-set on a career with Shell. But honestly, I guess that's not a bad thing. I think if I don't get to write I'd really want to work with Shell.
Think about it. A company that rakes in BILLIONS and has a conscience. They seem to be quite genuine in their environmental efforts and I love that.
Money and animals. Exactly what I like. :)
Anyways the Boltho article isn't going to read itself so I gotta get back to it. I'm such a lazy bum. Wish me luck!
Peace and love.
Yeah, I get the fact that she's so damn avant-garde and cool and what not but her shoes in this video are MENTAL. Those are not even wearable. I don't know but I think they look like she stole them from the Pan's Labyrinth set. Honest to God. They are THAT out there.
I'm failing at concentrating on reading Macro. My housemate, Aziz brought a friend over and so I've run into the room. Boo. I can't quite study in the room. I seem to only be able to concentrate on the academics out in the hall. In the room, I sleep, I write and I paint. It's the comfort zone.
I was looking at internships today and the Shell one looked alluring in a sense. But can you imagine, if I get an internship with Shell Int., Shell M'sia who are my sponsors will think that I'm one damn loyal kid whose dead-set on a career with Shell. But honestly, I guess that's not a bad thing. I think if I don't get to write I'd really want to work with Shell.
Think about it. A company that rakes in BILLIONS and has a conscience. They seem to be quite genuine in their environmental efforts and I love that.
Money and animals. Exactly what I like. :)
Anyways the Boltho article isn't going to read itself so I gotta get back to it. I'm such a lazy bum. Wish me luck!
Peace and love.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
sunday sucks
It's been days since the WiFi in my house has been working so guess what, I'm perpetually in the hall (which is effectively Adri's room) using the com. It's not fair. I gotta take the red wire and plug it in to my com. Gah.
I woke up late-ish which is at noon but count on my hsemates to stir later than I did. :P
ANYHOW, I managed to get my ass out of bed and CLEANNNNN. Yes, today, my hsemates and I cleaned for hours. Now, my back aches and I've got reading to do.
And dinner is yet to be cooked. :(
I plan to wake up early tmrw and head off to HSBC at 9.15am. I need to pick up my solo debit card. Yeah, and I wanna ask them how I can SHUT my account. They raised my monthly charges without telling me. Motherfuckers. I hate HSBC right now. Last year they were relatively ok to deal with. This year, omg, they bring out a lot of anger in me.
GAH.
Ok, going to get on with my life.
Peace.
I woke up late-ish which is at noon but count on my hsemates to stir later than I did. :P
ANYHOW, I managed to get my ass out of bed and CLEANNNNN. Yes, today, my hsemates and I cleaned for hours. Now, my back aches and I've got reading to do.
And dinner is yet to be cooked. :(
I plan to wake up early tmrw and head off to HSBC at 9.15am. I need to pick up my solo debit card. Yeah, and I wanna ask them how I can SHUT my account. They raised my monthly charges without telling me. Motherfuckers. I hate HSBC right now. Last year they were relatively ok to deal with. This year, omg, they bring out a lot of anger in me.
GAH.
Ok, going to get on with my life.
Peace.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Saturday
I woke up this morning and I felt like smiles and sunshine. This couldn't be more far off from the truth behind the closed curtains of my room but I felt that way. It was 1.30 and I was awake. The night before was awesome.
We went to Freedom in Soho. At first, we walk in to go meet Dahlia and then lo and behold there were a lot of men wrigling around topless and there was one gyrating and spinning around the pole in sight. I walked in there with 3 straight guys, all of whom had their sentiments written on their faces. Oh well. We paid for the entry and we entered already. The guys headed for the bar immediately. Alcohol had become a higher priority than it ever has been. They definitely needed a lot to get them through the night.
But as we got our drinks and drank them, we definitely warmed up to everything.
Dahlia leaves early-ish because she has to get up early the next day but we stayed on and it was worth the stay.
It was funny though, at 2.30 we were ready to split but suddenly Guetta's sexy bitch gets played.
We put everything back down where it was and we all head to the dancefloor.
I guess the best part of the night was the last half an hour. Fucking DJ saved the good music for then.
We left happy and satisfied and still buzzed up. Some of us were less happy and definitely more than 'buzzed up' but they hadn't drank responsibly so oh well. We all hv to deal with greedy drinking every now and again.
AND THENNNN we had DUCK. :) yummms.
So today, after having had such a good night before, I definitely was feeling rainbows and sunshine just because I wasn't hungover.
But of course, now it's only 5 pm and it's pitch black outside. motherf.
Oh well, studied some french and now going to start on the homework. Probably only gonna start studying my Econs tmrw and I'm NOT looking forward to it.
Wolfman finally downloaded. That is gonna be some good shit. Can't wait to earn my right to watch it by just finishing the damn homework TODAY.
Ok. Wrote enough. Happiness is such a fuel.
OH OH. ANDDDDD today I start writing my second project. I sick of planning and I'm ready to jump in there and just do it! :)
And I'm currently painting what shall be known as Painting1 for the time being. So many projects, so little time.
Gah. I gotta start looking to do an internship soon. If I don't successful make 'my dreams come true' I better still make sure I'm 'employable'.
I hate this. Fucking transitional period. Kid? Adult? Bullshit. Fucking conspiracy theory to make us believe we have to be one or the other. Ok I don't believe that.
Alright. Again, I sign off!
Peace and love.
x
We went to Freedom in Soho. At first, we walk in to go meet Dahlia and then lo and behold there were a lot of men wrigling around topless and there was one gyrating and spinning around the pole in sight. I walked in there with 3 straight guys, all of whom had their sentiments written on their faces. Oh well. We paid for the entry and we entered already. The guys headed for the bar immediately. Alcohol had become a higher priority than it ever has been. They definitely needed a lot to get them through the night.
But as we got our drinks and drank them, we definitely warmed up to everything.
Dahlia leaves early-ish because she has to get up early the next day but we stayed on and it was worth the stay.
It was funny though, at 2.30 we were ready to split but suddenly Guetta's sexy bitch gets played.
We put everything back down where it was and we all head to the dancefloor.
I guess the best part of the night was the last half an hour. Fucking DJ saved the good music for then.
We left happy and satisfied and still buzzed up. Some of us were less happy and definitely more than 'buzzed up' but they hadn't drank responsibly so oh well. We all hv to deal with greedy drinking every now and again.
AND THENNNN we had DUCK. :) yummms.
So today, after having had such a good night before, I definitely was feeling rainbows and sunshine just because I wasn't hungover.
But of course, now it's only 5 pm and it's pitch black outside. motherf.
Oh well, studied some french and now going to start on the homework. Probably only gonna start studying my Econs tmrw and I'm NOT looking forward to it.
Wolfman finally downloaded. That is gonna be some good shit. Can't wait to earn my right to watch it by just finishing the damn homework TODAY.
Ok. Wrote enough. Happiness is such a fuel.
OH OH. ANDDDDD today I start writing my second project. I sick of planning and I'm ready to jump in there and just do it! :)
And I'm currently painting what shall be known as Painting1 for the time being. So many projects, so little time.
Gah. I gotta start looking to do an internship soon. If I don't successful make 'my dreams come true' I better still make sure I'm 'employable'.
I hate this. Fucking transitional period. Kid? Adult? Bullshit. Fucking conspiracy theory to make us believe we have to be one or the other. Ok I don't believe that.
Alright. Again, I sign off!
Peace and love.
x
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I know I know
M.I.A.ing is my thing.
I just was really out of it for a while. Since Halloween till today, it was a whirlwind of events.
Good news; The mouse story is being well-received by my friends. Shall see if it needs any polishing before attempting to get a literary agent with the piece. :)
I've been studying the scene. Tough scene to break into, no doubt. You need an agent to get published and you need to be published to get an agent. Seriously. These are the sort of things that kill dreams. If hope was a fire then the process is TRULY a wet blanket.
Well, currently planning my second short story/novella sort thing. Plus, planning a series of paintings. :)
The goal is to finish with the second writing project by next year and do complete a painting every 2 weeks. I hope I come through.
Anyways. I'm tired, sooooo soooo sooooooo tired and I need to crash, immediately.
Goodnight world.
Peace.
x
I just was really out of it for a while. Since Halloween till today, it was a whirlwind of events.
Good news; The mouse story is being well-received by my friends. Shall see if it needs any polishing before attempting to get a literary agent with the piece. :)
I've been studying the scene. Tough scene to break into, no doubt. You need an agent to get published and you need to be published to get an agent. Seriously. These are the sort of things that kill dreams. If hope was a fire then the process is TRULY a wet blanket.
Well, currently planning my second short story/novella sort thing. Plus, planning a series of paintings. :)
The goal is to finish with the second writing project by next year and do complete a painting every 2 weeks. I hope I come through.
Anyways. I'm tired, sooooo soooo sooooooo tired and I need to crash, immediately.
Goodnight world.
Peace.
x
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I suck at this blogging thing
The constant need of having to update people with what is going on with my life is probably dead and gone. A phase that comes and go for me, at least. Maybe the death of my teenage years claimed my constant need to remind people of my petty existence.
Oh well.
I realise that I do have a blog and I should attempt at putting it better use.
I use fb way more often. It's easy and entertaining and plus it's an outlet for one-liners my mind keeps spewing.
Anyways, on to something LESS DULL.
I watched the movie Heathers. It is was fucking awesome. It was dark and deceptively comical. You can even watch it on Youtube so I suggest you go on on there and watch it. Beats watching random videos on Youtube and profile-watching.
So tomorrow is Hallow's Eve and I plan to do absolutely NOTHING. Saturday calls for silly, fake-blood-spattered fun and then Monday night it's a Malaysian event in Mayfair. I do hope my wallet and my liver holds it own well. :P
Wish me luck and have fun this weekend. The week days are too tiring for us not to tire ourselves out over the weekend with things we will love regretting the next morning.
Love to y'all.
Peace.
Oh well.
I realise that I do have a blog and I should attempt at putting it better use.
I use fb way more often. It's easy and entertaining and plus it's an outlet for one-liners my mind keeps spewing.
Anyways, on to something LESS DULL.
I watched the movie Heathers. It is was fucking awesome. It was dark and deceptively comical. You can even watch it on Youtube so I suggest you go on on there and watch it. Beats watching random videos on Youtube and profile-watching.
So tomorrow is Hallow's Eve and I plan to do absolutely NOTHING. Saturday calls for silly, fake-blood-spattered fun and then Monday night it's a Malaysian event in Mayfair. I do hope my wallet and my liver holds it own well. :P
Wish me luck and have fun this weekend. The week days are too tiring for us not to tire ourselves out over the weekend with things we will love regretting the next morning.
Love to y'all.
Peace.
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