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When its holiday, I ask for college, when its college, I ask for holidays.
And I just realised something.
When your instincts tell you that its good from far, but reality tells you that its far from good.
really.
Classes ending at 4 is really tiring. Don't ask me why. I'm just puzzled.
I plan to do fruit tart and chocolate tart during merdeka.=D
Sometimes I just don't know how to talk. Yes, get me right. Sometimes when thoughts are lingering in your mind, and yes, you express it, but after expressing it, its not actually the way you want it to be expressed. You'll end up pretty much regretting it for expressing how you feel.
When you're pretty much excited for something to happen, and after it happened, well, its not as what you expect, you feel dissapointed and oh well, its just not the way you want it.
Had dreams for every SINGLE nite on my second week of the holiday. Ranging from death dreams to love dreams, college dreams. and ahhh. Probably is because I am having some light insomnia or proabably trying to imagine stuffs before I sleep to make me feel more tired.
Don't ask me why.
I just dunno why.
Looking forward for the start of college tomorrow. Last sem till A2=)
What does privacy mean to you? At least, ermm how important is it to you?
1 being the least important and 5 being the most important.
I would rate it at 4.
Well, at least I don't update my facebook shoutout every single hour to tell people what's happening around for me.
Somehow, I do respect people's privacy, who the heck would take your bestie's phone and read all the mushy smses between she and her boyfriend. Neither I want people to look like mine too of course.
Well, if you think people are interupting your privacy, the first ever thing you should do is do not expose your handphone number in facebook or friendster blog.(no offense for those who do). Who the heck that does so and consider people interupting his/her life, well, I'm just sorry. You're just too desprate. At least there's something called MSN or Facebook to find even your super long lost contact friends I believe.
Sometimes I don't feel like blogging, its just like exposing whatever you have in your mind and you're not even aware who's the one reading it, it may be your friends, parents, enemy or even the person you had a crush on?
Pretty impossible, but to be frank, its possible.
I always hope I would be lucky enough to just find out my idol's private blog which I don't think it exist la. Or my dad's or mum's blog?(If they do blog) but I doubt. Or the closest buddy of yours or maybe, hmm, your lecturer? It would be pretty interesting. In case you may see your name appear in your lecturer's blog describing his/her bad day. or well, you know.
Probably I should :
: not post any shoutouts in my Facebook
: blog bout my daily life
: keep things pretty much to myself.
: set up a new blog, probably wordpress or something where I can have password protected post.
P:S. Nowadays I couldn't sleep before 1am and my stomach is upset and burns now. All thanks to S.R thai fried rice sambal which is overpowered with belacan and chilli padi's.
=D
Yes, i am always random la. Typical girl.
Holidays had been pretty bored. Don't know why. and lazy to lepak around too. I'm broke la. Like always. Sigh.
Oh, mum changed her phone. Spoil d wor. Same as my one tim.
Guess which is mine?
Quite obvious. But I prefer mine la.
Got addicted by buying shoes this year.
I think most of these are bought in 2009. Or should I just say my obsession of buying high heels started this year?
Not exactly a lot la.
Gonna buy more. Only when I'm loaded with money.
I personally feel that the type of shoe a person wear does reflect who we are.
From what I see
Guys- Most of them wear adidas, nike and converse. Infact, there's a few adidas fans in my class. and a guy in my class who got so many attractive Nike shoes which seriously attracts my attention. I don't think brands reflect who we are, but the design does.
I mean, if its stylish, who cares whether what brand is it?
Girls- A girl should at least own a pair of heels. Thats for sure, regardless whether its killer heels or wedges. I don't mean girls must own hundreds pair of shoes, but at least they should own one from each type la.
Shoes. But one thing I have to admit, once you started to buy branded stuffs, you can't stop it. I don't say its exactly branded. But when you start to own Charles and Keith heels. you wouldn't want to want to get your shoes from some random shops.
Sigh. Girl's shopping philosophy.
No more hiatus. I'm just, well, pretty fine, decision is set and i'm proud of myself.
P:S. my results ain't that bad, just that my roller coaster emotional breakdown just ended its ride. Its just me.
Went to college today for some Australia education thingy. Never had the thought of going Australia though.
Hanged out in sosam for around an hour and realised the worst thing that is going to happen for the rest of my sem 4.
Yes.
I got 17 extra hours to be spent in college in one week.
That's 10 for those who are taking 4 subjects.
I dunno how the heck i am going to kill my time. Yes, study.
Well, I dunno for what reason all the biology classes are ending at 4 pm. Including Friday. In one week, 4 days I'm going back at 4. This equals to no nap in the noon and I would be heck tired.
And yes, the fun thing is I got only 2 hours of class on Monday. Starting from 2 and ends at 4.
Shopping therapy doesn't really help.
I bought a 9 cm heels from Nose. and a black feminine top from Nichi.
It doesn't really help though, plus, I just don't have the mood to shop that day.
Even a sushi lunch at zanmai doesn't cheer me up.
Sei mou.
I guess I am fine now. Just wonder how heavy would my timetable be for the rest of the sem.=)
I just need some time.
when I had thought I had done my best, its just not the best I that I thought I had done.
i know some may think this is good enough, not for me.
I know its enough points for me to go in any Uni i want.
So just ignore me. My mind is like a roller coaster now.
Hiatus till. I dunno when.
Result's out. Results are completely out of expectation. Don't ask me how good or how bad is it. What I should just say is its not bad. Its okay, its under my expectation, except for one subject, which is maths.
I just don't feel like saying anything else. Its just so heartbreaking when you know you worked hard and you don't get what you expect. Not that bad, Just not as what I expect.
I didn't expect myself to sob or anything. I didn't actually thought I will. Till I texted mum and I told her bout that.
I was fine with it till I see her reply.
"Its okay."
i am actually sobbing now. Oh crap.
I am a person who had high expectations on everything I do, including my results. I want to be a perfectionist.
No point sobbing right now, working hard for A2 is the way it should be.=)
these couple of words just came into our dictionary these couple of days. My nickname: noob and alien.
I don't know how I could evolve into this name, but it sure does sound teasable.
I got the alien name when I accidentally mentioned 'If I'm a girl.'. which I am la.
And guess what, we had thought of some ways to protect ourselves if we got caught by people accidentally or anything.
For instance, I am in my high heel shoe. I mean the pointy killer silletoes. Hyek. If you're quick enough, take it out and hit on the person's head. I bet you can feel the pain, or just step in onto the person' foot, best if the person's bare footed. then mmg tu dipanggil padan muka la.
I know I am mean, which I'm really am.
AS results next Mon. and what bothers me now is actually my fats. Sigh. Hahaha. Expectations? I wouldn't want to say it la. *Crossed fingers.
Went out with Irene and Jamie last Friday. Pals since 1999. Yes, a decade, we known each other since primary school and we definately changed a lot.
Irene and I looked short here. Who ask us to stand beside a 6 footer.
And thanks for that scrumptious lunch in BBQ plaza. Hyek.
And the compliments on the cookies I made. Not to sweet. Just to perfection. I really want to try orange cakes or peanut butter cookies. Seriously.
Since H1N1 is just so 'in trend' I call it, its better if we get a mask.
And with a mask, we
Pose!
Hahaha.
And, till date, I have 005 and MN001.
Its a secret code not to be known, yet!.
Toodles.
Imagine waking up early in the moning feeling like the both legs does not seem to belong to yourself. It just refuses to move or do anything and yet, you dragged yourself into the washroom and get yourself cleaned up.
After you're done, you realised that your hair just smells like you had just returned from barbeque and the resolution, sprayed on some hair colonge.
Yes, after a great failure of baking cookies, consequence of putting too much chocolate chip and too little flour, your cookies end up to be flatter than a piece of paper and taste like charcoal. and you re do it again, and its a sucess.
sleeping late nite after a discussion with your bestie how would you back yourself up after people misjudging you as a person you're actually not. It feels bad you know. real bad. It feels sad when people judge you without knowing you well. Not knowing me well which means that don't even know 10 percent of myself.
and when you have decided to wear your skinny jeans, you suddenly realised that you looked like you're wearing your pyjamas to college. Its fine with it, but when you had told your another bestie to bring the wedges that you lend it her and you had reminded her thousands of times to bring it on tues so that you wouldn't look like a girl who just come to college without changing her pyjamas.
and yes, you're on a super flat sandals and your bestie just forget to bring your wedges. Your skinnies are loose, and it looks a bit oversized. (probably because I lost weight) and you're on your flats, and it looks horrible. and your legs look like it had been chopped off a few inches.
Reached college early like usual, your bestie left you and went to the college, you end up wandering around the college for 40 mins, just to realise that your friends would all be coming late.
And end up miserable in the library,unable to concentrate and decided to blog. Contact lens are bluring orprobably drying for literally dunno what reason, probably its going to tear off like how it did last month.
Ahh, it just sounds pathetic. I want to sleep.
and it just feel miserable without any confidence. I feel like doing bungee jumping.
Iysh, hormornes fluctuating. pms.
I can't find any suitable title, I couldn't be describing my whole weekend life as '2-3 hour of naps from Mon to Fri right', but I just can't resist to sleep when I'm in the room, after a tired day of at least 3 hours of classes and yes, I dozed off. And when the alarm rings at 5.20 pm, I would be searching for my phone, somewhere in my seas of toy plushes and turn the alarm off and continue sleeping.
Sigh, I'm really tired.
Sometimes its just unfair in life that people got thousands of faces. Oh but well, who can't I can too wert.
But what bothers me the most now is the upcoming AS results coming out in ermm, 10 days time? And I need to prepare myself mentally for the worst. (erm, retake lah)
I do have expectations on this time AS. Gotta keep my record clean for my government exams and external exams though. It would be proud to show my kids how smart their mummy are and of course, hoping them to achieve that too.
Sometimes,its just the stress that pushes you to achieve further, which it started to do so now. I just don't have the abstract mind of people doing physics. I don't suck in doing physics, just that I had enough of it in secondary school. Its sufficient to have secondary school's physics knowledge.
And telling yourself to focus at one thing at one time is certainly the best. You can't juggle too many stuffs at once, trust me, we're human beings and not robot.
and sometimes, just relax, I mean afterall, its ok not to tense yourself too much. but control a bit lah.
Obviously you have to control your calorie intake and not having 3 meals of fast food. A normal set of Spicy chicken Mcdeluxe will cost you at least 1200 calories, which is about 3 quarter of our daily need.
And since I had a kinda filling breakfast this morning, we actually decided to walk from 8th floor down the stairs to the 1st floor and walk all the way up to ease digestion.
Not a bad way to burn the calories.=p
