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Events in the Life of my Pancreas

Had to cut previous mindless chatter rather abruptly due to...actually...do not seem to recall why i stopped in mid rant. I don't even know why i bother to continue with this dying blog since the only person it seems to entertain is myself. though mind you, i could do with a bit of entertainment now and again not that my life which is just an inch short from being a day time soapie needs much vamping. Will attempt to be brief. *ha*

Why is it that guys such as JasOn only pick out the most lesbian entry i've done so far??? Apparently he was also at Glouchester Park on NYE...he however was not as fortunate as I because I happen to score with a blonde...woowee...of all the mundane things in life.

Yati's 21st was an eyeopener to say the least...not only for myself but also for my chum LuLu...who was lucky enough to finally witness her bf dirty dancing with another guy...i have to keep reminding her open relationships are all the rag nowadays. I guess a chicks diary wouldn't be complete w/o a detailed point for point description of what i wore that night, how i did my hair and what make-up effect i achieved...but i'll spare the male readers the torturous pain.

Asuka's Insightful Crap of the Day: I really loved ***** for the good person i thought he was, for the morals i thought he had instilled in him throought his upbringing. Its funny how we delude ourselves in thinking how well we know people. It's funnier still how some people can claim they even have a clue as to who we ourselves really are. Some person behind me right now probably *thinks* he knows me but in reality has no fecking clue. Everyone is just a projection of who they want to be, not who they really are. My hypothesis of course. We're just bouncing fragments of our personality towards individuals and gropus hoping they'll see what we want them too...and most of the time they do. i think the more deeper you looking into the character of a person the more disappointed you will be (of course there are freaks out there who will obviously disprove that current theory of mine). Hmmm *ponders*...in classic jerry style 'take care of yourself and each other'.

I've preordered the Order Of the Phoenix adult cover version...release date 21st June. I'm currently dying of anticipation.

Going to melb with claud on 9th July. I hope the weather is good to us.

OMG i've just been scanning through my past entries...why didn't anyone out there alert me to the fact that i actually sound/type like a massive retard? *cringe* What's with all the "squueeees" and shit...i utterly disgust myself.

Have decided that this fact is worthy of a footnote at least...have met through Devan a complete nutter. In fact I'm not sure who to put at the top of my hit list...this *dood* or devan for intro'ing us. Basically from what I hear of him...sterilizing him and releasing him on an island populated only by apes is not enough...a person such as this calls for durastic measures...uh oh...cK is here...must pretend to be doing work...

...any way this guy...and anyone who is updated on the events of my life will instantly know who i am referring to. pisses me off no end...not because he talks like a sleaze on irc...that i can deal with...not because he uses such vulgar phrases such as 'dood i creamed my pants' or even for the fact that he keeps trying to talk to my 14yr old sister. The one thing, the most annoying of annoying things about this cretin is the fact that he is incessantly NAGGING/HARRASSING/INSULTING MY INTELLECT by asking and then trying to argue with me on matters concerning finance and accounting. BOTH -might i add- of which i am majoring in and NONE of which he has majored in. He will ask me a question...which ok i can deal with and i answer...its one of those no brainer questions too...after he gets the answer he tells me 'ur wrong'...excuse me? fark off. And this is all on the basis of the fact that he
1. has a marketing degree and
2. works as a freaking bank teller or whatever the hell he is.
i'm sorry but i refuse to waste my time conversing with such a unicellular, half nucleiied protozoan...and even that's too flattering.

damn cK found me but he showed me how to do this wicked icqish sendy thingo at gp3...and i would say he is a nice bloke but for the fact that he called me smelly. also which i cannot rebut.

cut myself a fringe because i got bored with my face. i hate getting bored with my face so soon and suddenly because i tend to resort to extreme means to alleviate the itch. so now according to my sister i look like an Egyptian...due only to black hair, fringe and olive skin...because these squinty chinky eyes and nose are defnly not characteristic of that race.

i feel snubbed...no one online is talking to me...aside devan and he's only doing it cos he's at work and bored off his arse too...also he doesnt have any gossip for me...aside from the thai chick -w-i-n-k- *mwahahha*

so anyway life is looking up. although i cannot possibley reason why since three of my best buddies have decided to/have already thrown the noose round their necks and got hitched...well not hitch hitched but hitched ya know. ie: LLC, Bert and LuLu...ConGrats to the latter because she was just recently taken off the shelf...and Vic turns out to be a nice guy so its a fairytale match.

Winston still gambles?!!!!?!...hang on...so what...i'm suppose to be suprised? i think he's lost weight. its very concerning because that guy stresses like no one else i know.

shit its 12pm...i need to go to stall and do some work afterwards! I really want that book by sophie dahl...the man with the dancing eyes...i'm just too poor to buy it alas!

your fearless leader siging off

ps: this is obviously how much the strike on iraq is effecting me since i havnt even bothered to mention it until now. its not heartless or ignorant of me. just proves how sheltered we are in perth. amen

Satisfaction

After months of neglect...here we go again. I'm sure Mr Wim will immediantly send me a colourful message reminding me that whatever lengthly topic I choose to whinge about now...it's just not worth his time reading. He also hates the fact that there is no 'comments' section here for him to tear my blog apart. I'm also thankful that he's not online currently because I just know he'll yell at me for not going to badminton again. My attendence record is nothing less than impressive...3 weeks of 100% non-attendence.

Lets begin with the usual rants...*pwoar what's that smell?*

Draco Update This is more like a Cassandra Claire update. The saga is really getting out of hand. Teenage angst doesnt even begin to describe the epics of this fanfic. So I'm here waiting patiently for either Steph or Ken or possible Claud to read DV12/11 and clue me in on what's happening with Draco/Harry/Hermione/Ginny...and possibly Ron if it's anything mind boggling

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Best Romantic Comedy in a LoOooOng shot Two Weeks Notice was utterly brilliant. The only downer was the fact that there were parts that were shown to us in the ads on T.V about it but in the movie they cut it out. Phooey. Hugh Grant is sooo a heart throb! I mean I think I'd trade up Orli for him. Its the damn pommy accent that drives women crazy.

Yay...got Mr Garg to get me my b'day pressie. I love them too. Actually I love all my pressies this year!! The only thing I can whinge about is the fact that nobody paid attention to the fact that I still don't have a decent canvas and pastels to paint and draw on! Not a soul got me anything associated with fine arts! And I would've loved a guitar too. But I can just buy that for myself anytime. I saw this really nice slouchy bag at Kookai. and this really nice red snap Jag purse/baguette. Darn it I hate shopping!! And these groovy earings at SportsGirl!!!

Need to stop being so nice and taking peoples shifts for them at work. Need to say "no!"...in caps. NO

Go see Two Weeks NOtice
You'll love it. Cos Hugh Grant....*!*Swoon*!*

Down on the Banks of the Hanky Panky

So, ok…Thaddeus made me one happy t00b when he took me shopping yesterday. In fact, he made me way too happy. Which means I’m going to have to think of a way to get a smile on his dial later on during the year too. *~Squeeee~* I’ve been oogling at “it” for a long time and now it’s mine…MINE…mwah! It’s just so pretty. The Ultimate in romantic couture. Mum said black would’ve been better, but I’ve got as many black as I’ll ever need. So I could only top “it” if there was one of “it” in a peach/copper colour…and colour isn’t a significant factor anyway. **gush~gush** -- Drool. Aside from the tingly euphoria I get every time I look at it, I also gets pangs of guilt cos he really shouldn'thave indulged me like that!! But I needn’t fear. He’d better be expecting something fantastic also. ~smirk~

This 21sthasn’t been all too crummy. Since I didn’t expect too much everything that has come my way has been out of this world. At the end of the day toleration of family coming en masse at me from every angle was still worth it because I love being doted on now and again. And no matter how unoriginal their gifts were (I can now write everyone in this world a letter with all the stationary gifts I got), the fact that they were all there (some from China!) meant the world to me. And I’m getting a new bedroom set from mum. Wicked. Now I gotta go pick one out. Unsure whether to go contemporary or Victorian. Also need to wait for sis to get a bigger mattress so she can have my old one. Ha! I love being the eldest at times like this! Lee-Ling’s present will be much appreciated also…in fact I think I need hers most of all.

C-restaurant is so sophisticated! You can really see the streets from a bird’s eye view up there! Joel thinks I’m tops now for exposing him to such a place because it’s a far cry from his red dirt whoop whoop work place. Murrin or whatever. And it was so sweet that the Willo boys dropped by. I love the willo boys. Also amen that Jo-schmo and Andrea came cos I was sorely missing the company of my bosom female friends. Next time I must go with Claudia.


Which Ringwraith are You?
By Lisa

Eks…we got cheese. 403 calories for every 100g consumed. So if I eat a whole kilo of cheese (Coon) that’s 4030 calories…*meep!*

Anyway, I want to go back to C-restaurant for dinner. I don’t think it’s that pricey compared to other classy restaurants in Perth. And that means I get to wear my dress!

Jo-schmo is getting me as many David Eddings books as she can. I wish her luck in scurraging. I appreciate them the more because of the physical effort she’ll have to exert in finding them!! ~*Huggles to Jo-Schmo~*

I cannot wait till the end of January. Really. Just cannot.

I love that Kookai skirt. I’m getting it once I’ve saved up enough money. I’ve already spent a lot of the b’day cash. And saw some Ugg boots I really find amusing too. Will consider it for winter if I can’t find a pair of pointy, kitten heel, tan suede raunched boots.

Is it just me or does it sound like my whole life revolves around shopping and clothes and shoes? Well, if that’s all I’ve got to worry about in life it’s a sweet deal!

Yong thinks I worry too much. He thinks a lot of things about me. At 21 he still calls me a ‘girl’. He thinks I should get with the times. Start doing things now and don’t plan too much ahead. Que sera sera and all that jazz. If he weren’t quite so level headed Yong would be quite an eccentric character me does so think. He’s a top bloke who has a lot of common sense the only problem with him is that he has no imagination whatsoever. In his defense however I must admit there are many blander variety of men.

I just opened Claud and Benspresent. OMG!!!! Do I love them more than YSL Rive Gauche Collection or WHAT?! What!! I now can pass off as a clone of ben and have acquired another peanuts t-shirt.*Wheeeee!* Ahahahhahaha…I swear this is the FUNNIEST present I have ever received. I hope wearing my new blue flannel shirt and beanie will help inspire all the designers in Italy and be a force to be reckoned with on the international catwalks. I will become Donatella Versace’s new muse. With this flannel shirt and beanie…I can do anything. With this new peanuts shirt I can conquer Monday mornings…either that or I can get away with being crabby after all. *huggles to lulu and bean-bags* smoochie kisses coming your way.

Now all I need is stretched acid free canvas to use my pastels on and I’m all good. Heehee…I’m still amused outta my mind.

Hayely says I “work in a sweat-shop – you know it honey” I do so! t00b.

Ok. Feeling warm and fuzzy now. I’ll end it here in case I gross everyone out. Right now I love everyone thanks to the flannel. It truly is an object of awesome power. If Aragorn wore flannel he might have scored a date with Frodo after all.

Ok then off to see Two Weeks notice!!! Hugh Grant a dreamboat and a half.

Happy Birthday to Me!


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The time has come when man must conquer, a new era greets us its distant glow....


The Dawn of another year…and literally too…I was still up (5am) to see the dawn of 2003. Quite decent. 31st December 2002 started with Lee-Ling being late in picking me up for Diona’s Nye party (am I suppose to be surprised?), so we reached D’s at 8 o’clock, and as we descended from the car this massively obese, fluffy, black cat greeted us. Ill omen? Who gives! I don’t believe in real life foreshadowing =] And besides llc was more concerned about getting the mangy thing off the streets in case it got run over.

...a new era greets us
its distant glow
tarnish the footing
where light feet tread
imprinting souls amidst
the cleaving wind...

How depressing! No Daily whinge. do not want to start new year whinging... :::gompy t00bs:::

Quite and cozy time at D’s. Ate two mini pies and three slices of pizza. Complimented by Weebs yummy-for-my-tummy potato salad. Andrea and Fuzzy rocked up so saw myself thrown into another air-headed debate on a collection of unimportant and highly superficial topics.

The only thing I can complain bitterly about last night was that there were too many parties to go too and not enough of me to go around. Party whore that I am. *snertle*

After hearing that there were approx. 20,000 people rubbing bodies at Gloucester Park (and this is at 6pm), my minions and I (plus a rather lardish looking Mr. Zaffino, lardish only because I accused of getting the last of the spoils on the pie tray) hauled ass at half past 9-ish.. I asked Mr. Winata along (I did so) but he didn’t come. Maybe I should have extended my invite further and invited his extensions for the night. Still dwelling on the ‘maybe’…upgrade to a ‘glad I did not’ looms on the horizon.

Talk of gourmet peanuts for elephants as ‘amusing-car-conversations’ amusing. Always on the ball, Dinh suggested we find parking further off and take one car to Gloucester Park. Wish I had thought of that. Such a smart suggestion seems only fitting that I should have thought of it first.


Oh-my-freaking-wassocks. Gloucester Park was not disappointing as I thought it would have been. In fact it was sooo ROCKING! It was the most happening place I’ve been to in a long time! We arrived just in time to squeeze ourselves amongst the crowd of uber happy teenagers and watch Jebadiah perform. Crowd surfing and diving galore. Smell of marijuana wafted by now and again but it was just the most under-control and sane level headed bunch of people head banging. Due to Ramit’s bad karma and the fact that he is Gimli height…the poor sod got elbowed and pushed about like a freshly plucked and stuffed turkey. He managed to jab as many bosoms and bums as he’ll ever want to in his lifetime. Even my love-handles weren’t safe.

The atmosphere was just happening. It makes me want to go to the Big Day out if the number of good bands there make it worthwhile forking out money from my ‘shoes-for-asuka’ piggy bank. I think they’re just as good as Oasis when they perform live. Damien (?) may not be able to sing as well as the Gallagher brothers but the amount of professionalism they display more than makes up for the wibbling rivalry and snotty attitudes of Noel and Liam. You should’ve seen Lee-Ling’s face when she found out that Vanessa was Vanessa…ie: a girl.

When their gig finished we went to brace ourselves for the mad onslaught that we anticipated to occur when a frenzy of bodies would rush from all directions and smother everything in sight so as to procure a prime position next to the track where the fireworks were to be released. Thanks to llc’s many years of perfecting her pushing in line and in front of everyone else technique, casting aside the evil glances and torridly painful death threats we managed to hold a stake on a 1sqm pad of grass. Wedge between an old woman and another fat woman we watching chicks in Lycra woo us with soulful 80’s tunes. Need I mention the sarcastic undertones?


The fireworks were spectacular!! They are just absolutely breathtaking. Almost utterly beyond description. All I could do during the first few minutes was gaze up directly above with my idiotic mouth gaped so wide you could fit a whale in it and laugh. I’m serious. If you had seen me then you’d have thought I was a freshly escaped psychiatric patient. I mean we were so close to where they were letting the fireworks off (less than 8m I say – correct me if I’m wrong) that it felt like a thousand cannons were being shot towards me and as they ascended and filled the black blue sky with their array of firefly sparks and wheels of colours you honestly felt like you could touch them if you just reached you arms out. Being that close to them…it’s like nothing you’ll ever know the feeling of unless you were there. I could have had the shittiest night on earth that night, but just seeing those fireworks up so close would’ve have reimbursed me a million times over. I realize I was laughing like a maniac because it was half from a sense of fear and loving the fear from the loud cracks and booms. I do believe I turned around and managed to sputter ‘Scary!’ to llc. Took me only 5minutes to adjust and afterwards we all just submersed ourselves in the whirls of colour and lights. Lotto skyworks will be nothing compared to last night only because you just cannot get as close as we were. Despite the chance that it will come across sounding corny…I don’t care!…it was just so MAGICAL!! I felt like such a kid again. And I am glad of that feeling since I’m going to be inducted into the old fogies hall of 21yr olds in a just a matter of hours. Phooey.

Alas…the spectacle had to draw to a close. I think Tony was more preoccupied in trying to call Holly to wish her a Happy New Year. You try calling someone at exactly 12am on the first of day or the first month of any year. Nyea!!! All mobiles were permanently off from 11:45 till after 12 anyway.

Went to Heat/Stadium next. That place was much more alive compared to the last time I stepped foot in it. Saw a few white people there too. Always nice to see variety. The willo crowd were there. Plus a rossy. Dancing. I wasn’t in the mood to dance really. However we lingered till 3:30am and then after llc and dinh left, I made Mr. Garg take me to Edwina’s party. To which we found had moved to Tek’s. So to Tek’s we trekked. *lamo*

Tek’s house is nice. It’s been a while since I’ve been impressed by anyone’s house. But anyone who has pillars, spiral staircase and lots of French doors and it all happens to be in sparkly white with not a speck of dirt…that’s impressive. Well…that is until some sloshed Indian guy upchucked. The gracious host was a bit sloshed himself. All to our amusement of course. I knew something was funny when he kept telling us to keep our voices down because we’d wake the neighbours. And every single topic of conversation we had (that was worth conversing over) seemed to offended him, and he let us know too. “No more talking about husband/wife stuff next time okay guys.” Lordy.

Andrea and Edwina wanted to go watch the sunrise…but seeing as though it was already 5am we decided to hit the road and then the sack. Andrea also was enthusiastic and crazy enough to suggest we all go to Perth Cup today. What race does she think we are? Elves?


ps:and i forgot to add in my blog. i got kissed at new years eve too. by a blonde chick. it was all very endearing but i really think i could've gone without.

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Happy New Year Already tiring of the nye hype. Must indeed be headed for a Quarter-life Crisis. Cannot remember all the witty things I had planned to rag on about. Will play it by…whatever.

Daily Whinge: The Two Towers. Oh-My-Blessed-Valentino-Pumps! The only thing that I can vaguely whinge about is:
Not enough Legolas screen time!
Not enough hunky ‘Aragorn-turns-up-when-least-expected-and-saves-everyone’s-ugly-butt’ scenes.*all except Legolas ‘cause he has a butt like granite*
Eowyn has too many freckles. Whatever make up artist they employed…raw deal!

Images instilled for the time being in my mind are Gollum/Smeagol soliloquies/internal struggle conversation things. Never thought I’d ever hear myself call a shriveled, beige coloured, misshapen, sloth look-alike cute.
And yes, only thing that impressed me about Gandalf is his whiter than white robes. If it were not for his potato sack face I’d have mistaken him for Galadriel.
Legolas doing his ‘I’m a skater-boi’ scene so amusing. Him leaping onto his horse slightly matrix-like. Can’t wait to see it again with Cuz!!

Wheee! More Secret Diaries! So far only new Aragorn and Theoden entries. Cannot wait for Eowyn’s and updated Legolas one on the way. So far Aragorn still not King. Diddums.

Song of the Moment: None! Phooey! I don’t have a song to finish the year with. Oh bother.

Book of the Moment: The Wheel of Time Book 1: The Eye of the World. By Robert Jordan. (finished in 1.5 days might I boast)

I’m sorry but I’m not exactly devastatingly engrossed with this book as someone said I would/might/should be. Sure it’s only the first book in the series. But there just aren’t enough actions scenes to read about. Amidst the fighting of good and evil (which is quite lacking I find), I prefer heated debate on politics between rulers and usurpers, torrid love triangles and backstabbing with lots of betrayal and angst…not vivid descriptions of bark and wheat germ. Ok…maybe not bark and wheat germ but follow me through. And I’m just finding too many similarities between this book and The Lord of the Rings. What with names like Owyn, Emond, types of characters yadda yadda. However, I quite understand it’s extremely difficult to not be influenced slightly by the greatest fantasy writer of all time. And, besides how many permutations of saying ‘Dark Lord’ (‘The Shadow’, ‘Evil Hand’, ‘He who cannot be named’) can you have without having to eventually resort to ‘Evil Dude who is such a pain in the ass his mother should wallop him’.

The main characters names suck. Rand…hello? ‘scuse me?! Only good one is Nynaeve and her character pisses the hell out of me. In fact, the entire women in the book are morons. And so far, all the men/boys are tools. Sans Lan. Lan?!

Hopefully The Great Hunt’ will win me over. If not, since it’s a 10 book series (so far) they’ve got 8 more attempts.

After Christmas sales are bad! Spent way too much at Cue (*squeee!*) Have neglected shoe fetish for much too long. Crave a pair of stilettos I saw at Witchery. And need tan boots for winter! *Gush*

Ok enough. Icq taking too much of my time.

Hello fuzzy, Claudia, joel, Ramit, Joanne, Nishi and all you munchkins out there!

Fearless leader t00bs off.

Ps: tried to read DV10 and 11…cos 12 is out soon. But cannot. Just can not!

Find out which hat you are by clicking on the hat! Made by: Dannielle Albert

...But no Living Man am I! You Look upon a woman. Eowyn I am, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone if you be not deathless! For Living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.'

And smite him she did. But that's getting a little ahead of myself. Return of the King is Next year!! Bwah, I'm longing for that and I haven't even seen The Two Towers! Unfair!

Anyway...not that I'm trying to hint anything (or am I =p)...but I can't believe I'm turing 21 in a week or so. It's just thoroughly revolting. I don't want to be 21. I've never wanted to be older than 18. I think 18 is when you're in your prime. Body-wise. Mentally, you're a prick. But taking that aside. 18 is the age we all want to remain at. Either that or 20. Any number combination above that is unacceptable. And I am not quite at agreement with the date at which I was born (not that my mother and I had a choice)...it makes me a year older than a lot of the people who are born in the same year as myself. Gahh!! I hate ageing! I hate gravity. But at least I get to eat cake without feeling guilty for one day! An up side! whoohoo!

Deck the Halls with Boughs of Holly! I must really be getting old (what is this fermenting, nagging feeling I always get when I reach another milestone...more so now that I'm...quote my mother "all grown up"?). I was thinking of having a party or something. Now that I have the chance to rethink. Decided to spend night alone with some popcorn and Gone with the Wind instead. Family probably have dibs on me during the day. At night I might to get plastered as is the tradition. Or not. I don't really want to drink. Friday (if I am not sweating it out in the sweat shop) birthday shopping with Mr Garg, who so far has had the best idea (other than LLC's) and has decided to put me on a budget and let me shop for what I want. I wonder what the oldies are gonna get me. There's nothing I desperately desire. Well, one thing. But Legendary objects are hard to come by. I'm looking forward to Christmas Day. Hopefully a lot of finger food, so I won't have to do too much cleaning up. Although it's a given that there will be roast this and that, deep fried this and that, stir fried this and that, bbq this and that. Eww... grease!

Draco Update: Cannot read anymore! Am SICK of it all! I think i'll print it all out, bind it and keep it as a 'book' and read it on the bus now and then when i'm bored. because right now...it's getting ridiculous! Still love Draco. Nothing can alter that =] However watching movie redeems Harry a lot since being annoyed outa my skull with fanon Harry. An *Squeeing* with excitement because 5th installment out next year! Hurrah!! ...ending this off with a 'stupd ginny'. stupid ginny.

Song of the Moment: Frank Sinatra Christmas Songs. That man is a legend!

I'm so looking forward to the commencement of uni again. Don't ask me why! I just do. I need routine in my life which doesn't consist of waitressing and shopping. In Perth there is only so much shopping you can do!

And you know what! I'm sick of all this html! and i know its not that much but doing all the colours and fonts and shit are a real bitch and I just dont wanna!!

Have a craving for more quizes! (random thoughts here)

Hey Joel! Tell me when you're back in town and we'll go see TTT okay! I think it's going to be the 3rd time i'm seeing it. I think i've reached 'hardcore/obsessive' status now. badda boom badda bing

I think Fuzz wanted the pics ramit took of him and Hiba at Jo's b'day party last week. Hehehe! dude i dont got them, when i said i have them i meant i have them on my computer...ie: ramit sent them over too me! Hiba has really nice eyes. I wonder what nationality she is again.

You know...aside from Gavin (from first year), all mixed people look the same generally. Tomich looks like Ivan who looks like Jean who looks like Brendon and somewhere in there i guess rio looks like them also. I think Brendon is funny, in a nice way. Quite unlike anyone I've ever encountered. And he is strange, cos he called me camel. And he is like Yong, because he is a cheap drunk. asian men just can't handle their alcohol...although Brendon is half...British is it? whatever. he's half white. all the same to me. He has a fetish with playing with girls (or people in general) hair. I can quite understand that, if I were a guy the one that which would facinate me would be hair.

And can anyone tell me what a hand doctor is? sound dodgey! Scott is a hand doctor my sister tells me. are you serious?!

didnt finish amy's card. feel kinda bad handing her an unfinished product...i mean what can she do with a folded sheet of A4 paper? *shrug*, I don't think i'm on the same plane as amy. i think she's been on auto pilot for way to long. She's a very nuturing and motherly person and i'm quite fond of her in a strange way.

Book of the Moment: The Social Contact or Principles of Politcal Right by Jean Jacques Rousseau

Normally I wouldn't touched philosophical clap trap, but rousseau is quite interesting. Wonder how he compares to Voltaire.

Have decided to buy Wheel of Time books as I progress through the series, since I've got to budget between books and shoes and clothes. I love the smell of new leather. Leather bound books are such a luxury and they look so pretty. But I really appreciate the lightness of paperbacks.

Ugh!! Cannot stand Wuthering Heights! And half of it is due to the silly book and the other the fact that the author bagged Austen. Of all the Nerve! The characters have no depth. Not in the way Austen gives hers. I find Catherine Earnshaw's character to be quite flat and bland....and she's the feistiest one! Austens characters have dimension.

Read the blurb to Mathew Flinders Cat. Sounds all too much like a Bryce Courtney book. Might, in true ozzie spirit, give it a go.
I think Oprah is tops. tops i tell you. I saw her show "oprahs favourite things"....I wish i were there! she just makes a list of all the things she's come across that she loves be it mobile fones (latest technology), sound systems, cameras (size of a credit card), J.Lo sports range, caramel&butterscotch popcorn, pies from the little pie company, body lotion, watches, PJ's, scones, wines...just...almost everything you can dream of...and she gives them alllll away to the audience as christmas gifts!!! i mean each person who was there left with about 8k worth of goods or more! probably more! because the mobile fone that they received was soooo nice and plus a months worth of free usage! some woman quit her job because her boss wouldnt give her time off just to fly from sydney to new york to be there!

Anyway! Here's wishing you t00bs a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! God Bless!

In Theory, there is no difference between theory and practice, in Practice there is.


t00bs Ahoy: It's be eons since I've last blogged...and I've only barely managed to drag my sorry ass back here again. And since the last blog entry...I've scurried through countless 'songs of the moment' and 'daily whinges'...I really havn't the foggiest clue as to how I'm going to cover everything which has happened to me, every thought and internal struggle/debate that has implanted itself in my mucacious mind. To all my adoring fans out there (*sneer*) I'll put in the usual amount of effort to bore the ass off you all as per usual.

Daily Whinge: I'm bored. So totally, devestatingly bored. Far be it for me to whinge too loudly since I'm just too darn lazy to go out and do something with my life. Honestly, the only thing I ardently wish to do is to tie a rope around my two feet and throw myself off some platform metres and metres from the ground...more commonly known as bungee jumping. Since sky diving is a little out of my reach financially I'll have to content myself with that as a close subsititute in one of my random attempts to create thrills and spills for myself.

Second whinge is these Nicola Finetti pants I saw in this boutique along Kings Street. I swear I hate Ramit lots and lots for making me try them on. If I hadn't tried them on I wouldn't have fallen in love with them. Now I won't rest until I've devised a cunning scheme to convince myself that I infinitely need those pants. Oh woe is me! Somehow starting a lemonade stall doesn't seem like a silly idea after all.

And I am disgusted through and through with the taste of tequila! I've been living with this hyped up image of tequila for years and years. It was the uber drink for me. And after mandurah...the romance of shooting up with tequila has faded into...that over yonder place...egged on perhaps with the missing lemon. And speaking of Mandurah. I can't say I had a fooking marvellous time...and I wasn't bored shitless either. I came down looking for a wild, head-spinning time and instead found that endearing walks along the beach with oneself is quite yoga-istic. Casting 2min noodles and packets and packets of junk food aside, leaving the place felt like I was escaping from a new age organic nudist boot camp. What I got most out of going south was one thing: I love the beach. With a passion. And that's probably the only thing which would keep me in Perth. Our pristine, uncrowded beaches. Pretty funny all this coming from an Asian who walks around town covering her forehead with a newspaper or text book to keep her forehead/face from going brown in the middle of winter.

Fed up utterly with being a crabby, mean and pessimistic wench. However have nothing to move on to so will continue to be so until something better comes along.

Song of the Moment: Boys of Summer - both the original and cover.

Draco Update Still can't be stuffed reading DV10...well read halfway and tried to get LuLu to tell me the rest. But LuLu is just too impossible and stood her ground and told me to go read it myself. Have decided to protest and rally against and on account of her meaness and refuse to read any further until someone tells me what happens. Cookies for DV11 are out. Am feverently praying for Draco's Death...because I don't want Ginny to get him. Am too loyal to Hermione to stand that sorta shit which cassie might dish out. May protest against that happening by refusing to read DV11 also.

Saw CoS. Fawkes was a real joke. No glittery gold bits around him when he flies and he just looks like a munted mechanical bird...yeah...hyrid of a penguin and parrot...has nothing vaguely resembling a noble and graceful creature - which a phoenix ought to be and look like. I love Harry even more with this movie though. If only he were say....10 years older?! And Tom Felton doesn't half get on my nerves as he did in PS. And after reading this interview (below) and assuming he answered these questions himself w/o input from another person of high intellect...I'm impressed. I am torn between which character I adore more. Potter vs. Malfoy. The eternal struggle. Another character I was way impressed with was Lucius Malfoy. When I first glimpsed him in the ads...I wasn't too thrill in truth...but during the movie and in particular in the end...he's definitely got the goods.

What was the best thing about working on "Harry Potter"?
Finishing it! It's one of those things where you go, "Thank god it's all over!" and then you get to see the final production. But working with everyone else was great fun. Working with big actors and realising that they were just normal people who've got an incredible talent was just a great experience.

How much gel do you have to put in your hair?
Tell me about it! It's not gel, it's cement! About a pot a day.

Is it fun playing a baddie?
Definitely. It felt a bit different really, because when you think of "Harry Potter", you think it's a nice children's film starring nice characters. But I'm the one that goes against all that. But I think Draco is always going to be a real nasty little snob really!

Do you think that Harry and Draco can ever be friends?
Hopefully not, it'll ruin my part! No definitely not, I couldn't see it happening.

What was it like working with Daniel Radcliffe?
He's a very mischievous child. He was always causing havoc. He's on-set the most and so I think he has to keep himself entertained by doing all this stuff - borrowing people's mobile phones and setting the language to Turkish and all kinds of stuff like that. He loves it.

Did you find the finished film frightening?
Too right! It was really bad, actually - everyone thinks I'm the dark hard man and I'm like "uugh!" All those snakes jumping out all over the place and everything!

Have you seen the Draco action figure yet?
Yes, my friends bought it as soon as they saw it and snapped my arms off and bent my legs every way possible - so that was good fun!

Do you want a career as an actor?
Whatever life throws at me I'll take it and be grateful for it as well. I'd like to own my own garage and my own fishery. I'd also like to be a professional fisherman. But I'll take whatever happens.

What kind of fan mail do you get?
Most of the letters say the same stuff, but I like reading them all anyway. Every letter I've got, I've read, and you do get the odd one that's different. A Japanese woman sent me a wooden spoon for Christmas to wish me good luck. The Japanese fans always send weird things. Some people have sent half-hearts and broken crystals and all kinds of things, but I just add them to the collection. Maybe one day I'll understand what it means, but until then...

I wonder if he's got any underwear yet? You can't say you've made it big unless people start sending you underwear.
Mandrakes good
Chamber of Secrets good
Ginny good (ie: not as pretty as Hermione)
Ron's retarded facial expressions good (he best pray the wind don't change)
Flying car good
Dobby actually grew on me too...observe slight toleration for ugly house elves developing.
Thumbs up for moaning Myrtle and the girls toilets. Why can't real toilets be like that?!
Tom Riddle...could be spunky if he didn't ooze evil.

LOTR Soon! Am hanging off the edge of my seat in sweaty anticipation for The Two Towers. Gah! Every time I walk past this store in the city in the arcade (the one that makes and sells figurines of tiny lotr character and such) I stand there and oogle. Pity that I feel totally violated by nerdiness whenever I step into the shop. I swear I've never met a bunch of geekier and smellier guys than the ones who sit there all day and talk, paint, breathe and eat that sorta stuff. The geekiness I can handle. Always had a soft spot for geeks. The pungent odor? Cannot foresee any soft spot developing for body odor until I myself deteriorate to that state. *shudder*

Legolas screen time better be ample. And I do hope they don't carry the 'bum-chum' bond between him and Gimli too far. Thank goodness Faramir is decent eye candy. What with all the orcs and ents...I fear for the lack of eye candy. Gawd! The preview looks bloody smashing! I'm going to sit at home 2 days prior to the premier and sleep and not talk to anyone or do anything so that my brain can just sit and absorb during the movie. Must preen.

Eagerly awaiting The Very Secret Diaries Part II also. Wonder what Cassie has in store for us all! With the new characters being introduced and all I see fun times ahead *chuckles*

Will go reread VSD later on for laffs galore.

Mother has given the green light for Melbourne. Will have to arrange it strategically since have signed for Host Day and Mentoring as well this year. Aim to at least not have one mentee drop out of uni for lack of support. *gulp*

Oh! Want to go to Melb Uni O'day, that would be awesome! Claud! You gotta make sure you can go! Cannot wait for the shopping actually. However have finally acknowledge this addiction is getting slightly out of hand. Control...moderation...everything in moderation!

Currently having three online 'diaries' is becoming totally ridiculous! I just can't for the life of me decide which one I want to keep. Which reminds me...I've got to do some Booyas.

LuLu: Heyho! You my dear are defn'ly coming to see the premier of Lotr...and make sure you read al the secret diaries too. And I'm so dead serious abt our little rendezvous to melbourne. As for the dilemma, lets not try jump that hurdle until it hits us point blank.

Jingles: If you insist on being a oddball - then so be it. Who am I to tell you that you're not really all that weird. I mean, it's not every day that I find someone passionately declaring that they are indeed a freakazoid.

Nishi: My other fave. New Yorker whose fashion and beauty tips I'd live by. Hope you're having a great summer vac. and that life is all dandy for you! Merry Christmas and yadda. Hopefully me and ramit can crash at ur place if we ever scab together the dosh to get to the US =]

rameog: One little Two little Three little indians Four little Five little Six little Indians...and a booya to ur bro. Mahjong?!

Yong-Long: is a snob

Jo: I know for sure (I hope) you're going to be going to the lotr premier! Are you going to dress up?! That would be so wicked!! And am dying to see Fellowship again on rear projection big material screen thingy! Hurry up and organise! *Squeeee*

Bah...who else...well no idea who else reads this blog. As far as I know...no one reads anything except those aforementioned and steph and selene.

Ah! Another characteristic that future potential bf ought to have (perhaps not ought...bonus points if he did) love to read as much as I do. Natural affinity of course. Not an adopted one just to impress.

Okay! Fearless leader signing off till next time! Loff me lots cos I do.

Adios.

Cos I only have One second this minute today…


What can I say…here I am…sitting tirelessly in front of my t00b-ass of a computer. Pondering about life, about love, about Draco, about the condition of my severely chewed nails, about Professor Wim, about how crappy that damn Hot Sundae Fudge was, about Rio teheehee
LuLu knows what I’m giggling about and about how the hell I’m going to cope with exams looming so close to my head that I feel like I’m suffocating.


*Pouts* - I started blogging before everyone else and I loved Draco before everyone else. So meep that.


Last Friday we (Helen, Grace, Toan & I) spent up till 9pm in Gp3 doing out CFP assignmnt. Amid the panda eyes, the extra calorie intake, hyperventilation due to soaring stress levels and smashing my poor head against the keyboard due to frozen computer screens and Graces errr…ditziness…some good has come of it all. As I discovered on Friday.
One: I’ve been forced to read beyond chapter 18 in BMPR
Two: LuLu knows. =] And if you want to know you can ask me, or if you think you’re so hot shit you can figure it out yourself. Actually, scratch out first point…this last one defn’ly made it allllll worth it. ::::glomps::::



I just got home about 45mins ago from gp3. CFP all done, Helen is going to organize our notes and write up and put it together and print at gp3 tomorrow. It’s LeeLee’s b’day tomorrow too...i mean Wed~~. I wonder what I should get her. Maybe makeup. Maybe… *shrugz*


Much as I, at best, love the charmingly useless, the sweetly ephemeral, and the just plain silly, I cannot live on fluff alone. We all have to feed our hearts and our heads, too right? So check it out…


… Grace is sooooo funny. Because she had finished her option for the assignmnt she basically didn’t have much to do until the rest of the group had their writes up and calculations complete, and she also has an English talk due tomorrow as well, so to kill time she began to revise her talk and halfway through it…she pauses…looks up with a wondrously dazed expression…jumps to her feet and leans forward and then asks in very loud and inquisitive voice….”How do you say this word Helen?… Trans-vest-ite?” and from that point on she would continue to nag the rest of us to correct her on her pronunciation of that particular word and try out the various ways of saying it herself (in the highest pitch she could humanly muster). I must have laughed off 100 calories alone. Let me tell you, that girl is persistent. She also likes to get her facts straight. Either way you gotta admire her for endurance in asking everyone how to say “ transvestite” each half hour…and then continue on to give a lengthy explanation of what the difference between a transvestite and a drag queen was. I’ve never been so entertained at 12:30am in my life.



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After two days of being in the same room as Grace I have learnt that she has an unusual fetish for skater-type Korean/Jap boys who have small slitty eyes. According to her the smaller the better/the more turned on she is. Toan (having one of his irregular witty/insightful moments) decides to quip up “So if they had virtually no eyes-you’d marry them?” ~^wibble^~


Ombre is a nice guy even though he’s t00bish for not being able to access my blogspot. *Waves* to Ombre . He, unlike other spastics, actually informs me whether there is a get together etc and even goes to the extent of helping me find transport. I so appreciate that.


I’ve found the perfect, most prettiest cocktail dress EVER. It is just so ‘Audrey’. Someone offered to buy it for me! So sweet. But cannot allow that! (wish I had no morals/conscience *smug grin*). It’s a black strapless, knee-length A-line cocktail dress. Not sure of the fabric. But it’s got a crochet type overlay and it’s much heavier than chiffon or silk. $139. Moderately priced (Who wants to troll crowded, dingy aisles to find a bargain?). It’s the first dress in a long time which I’ve seen and fallen in love with so quickly… @proof@ …there is such thing as love at first sight. I’m thinking of getting a pair of black or red pointy shoes to go with it…and matching bag. I have the whole outfit pictured in my mind already. Getting it this week. Hope there are size 8’s left. Will be t00bed off if not.


But remember: A penny saved is a penny earned. And if you don't dig my spending habits or if I didn’t dig my spending habits…save my coins and who knows? In 10 years, I just might have enough for a pair of socks at Barneys.


Since Yong does not wish to be mentioned in anyone’s blog I shall make an effort to casually say something about him every time I do an entry. Yong. Hmm…what is there to say? I don’t want him to get a big head so nothing too nice =] He amuses me. He amuses LuLu and me. I’m sure he amuses a lot of other people. The End.


Ugh! Grace finds eminem Hot!…no!…not only that! She’s also taken it to another plane and declared him to be the ‘cutest thing since bunny rabbits’…oh please Lord! You should see her get starry eyed and watch the dribble run down her chin.


Just wondering...how long does it take for a guy to get over a chick...and do they 100% get over them. And can't guys ever go through periods in their life (longer than 2weeks) without having a crush on anyone? It doesn't seem like it. And do guys go out with chicks who like them first because they actually ‘love’ them or is that ‘ease’ and ‘convenience’ (no need to put in effort in getting the chick -- yongs motto in dating). Something to ponder on if you have the time. Also…how fast do guys fall out of ‘love’ and what does it take to push them to that point? I guess the tolerance level for some guys are higher than others. Do guys throw tantrums? If they do…are they really guys? I personally don’t think so. A guy that gets pissed off easily and can’t control their temper or subdue it really irks me. I really like guys who are calm, understanding, tolerating and hmmm…so far that’s it! I could add “draco-like” *glomp*


Song of the Moment: None…back into grunge shit though. Helen claims it’s alternative =]


I see love and beauty all around, I also see the sadness that's embedded in your frown
I wonder why you choose not to talk to those around, I sense a fear of lifting heavy feet
higher than you want to, I just want to believe your truth...
Disturbingly, Hauntingly beautiful.


Oh! Almost forgot to mention. The highlight of my night wasn’t Grace’s entertaining remarks on cross dressing nuns. It was actually when I said good-bye to (you-know-who) and was just about to step out of gp3, when lo and behold! Duckie came running down the stairs calling out desperately “No No No! Wait!!! Don’t shut the doors!” (cos you need 24hr access to get into gp3 at that time of night)…it might not sound funny. But to those of you who know duckie (and it’s not hard…his nick is ‘duckie’) you’d be pissing yourself with laughter. Cracked me up good.


Fearless leader not so fearless. So I'm gonna sleep.

Fishing: Techniques and Lore

It's not that I don't like blogging and it would never be because I've used all my resource from my 'well of thought'. It's more the fact life away from this place beckons...well the overwhelming pull of Draco Veritas cannot be resisted no matter how hard I try.

Have found out that Ken has also been pulled under by the power of the Draco Trilogy. Hehehe...I still like to think that I was the culprit behind this harry potter fanfic obsession, any worse and my friends will think i've come down with mental retardation.
I cannot for the love of dobby's socks find an *ooglesome* fanart of Draco at all these days. ***Nonplussed but desperate to oogle***. The picture of Hermione in DV10 is super. I think that is the best Hermione I've seen captured in art so far in my never ending struggle to find images of my characters. Everyone else draws with their fungus infested toes - me included.

Draco Update: Draco once again acting like how most of us would normally act had we been endowed with Brad Pitts/Audrey Hepburns genes and Oscar Wildes wit. So essentially his massively gigantic ego is in full health. Unforntunately his actual health is going down faster than logs down a loo, so to speak. Yes! I'm obsessed with Draco! Basically lulu can you name anything about him that we don't like?! Well...I know you're actually more of a Wood fan (and I'm with you there too sister!)...but I think Song of the Moment:'dilemma'-Nelly & Kelly. I don't like either of them actually, but this little ditty between the two oddly match lovebirds pretty much invades your mind once you hear it. Although I wish Nelly would stop putting ugly bandaids on his face, the least he could do for humanity is use a cute bandage, say, can i recommend 'rug-rats' one?!

1. Yahoo! has a new e-mail format which i love

2. I got my tartarus account back after waiting 7months for me to get back down to ground zero!

3. I think this years summer vacations will be very excellent. i just have a feeling. can't wait to get past exams. Cfp assignmnt a real pain because people in my goup don't show up to group meetings.

4. Bus drivers are assholes. I had to hand in my law paper today by 12pm and i caught the 11pm bus and prayed like crazy that I'd get to uni by the deadline. And what do you know? both bus drivers drove like a thumb sucking un-potty trained sissies. Man I was inseriously twisted yoga positions every time they tapped the brakes 3ms before they came to a round-a-bout, traffic light or turned a corner. Everyone on the road today was over 70yrs old and against me getting to uni today. Sucks to them I had a higher power working on my side. Made it just in time and handed my disk so the ladies at reception could print it for me. They so nice. Lots of loff to them. Not like evil Indian lady at the social sciences building downstairs. Even ramit would agree she is an anti-t00b.

5. Ramit wants a Prada shoulder bag and I want Prada shoes!

6. Because Yong doesn't like to be mentioned I've also decided to mention him. He's a very interesting guy. Not many guys would ever have been called 'interesting' by me so it's quite a feat for someone who can spell and read if his life depended upon it. I havnt come to the conclusion as to whether i should categorize him as a 'clown' or a serious sorta guy who hides behind his clown make up. Of course there are other dazzleing alternative views i could talk about on him but I dont think i will. Much too risky.

7. wim goes comando and he will end up having an affair with a younger and talented scientist at the prime age of 48. At that point in his distinguished life he will have an ergonomic and pristine looking chest covered from prying public eyes with his grandmothers tea cosies. Ladies get your knitting needles out.

8. My head is spinning right now it's been about 16hrs since i've last slept. I really need to go throw it in now. i'm quite indecisive on a matter at this point in time. S'pore or melbourne. DBPM has reasonable expectations. whether or not they can be fulfilled i think depends entirely on time. Jack was also telling me of half price tickets to most countries with this airline too. Trying to measure by myself the pros and cons of DBPM and keep hitting a blank wall time and time again. Still gotta 'ask'/'tell' mum i'm going to fly off with friends...i think she mite have a stroke. I hope she doesnt make me take my sister or something. Not that I mind, me and my sister are really good friends, but she's still only 13 okay.

9. Need to lose weight. People tell me otherwise but they dont know my body as well as i do. want to wear this skirt on friday nite at Johns. I hope the willo guys and all that go. They are so much fun to hang around. Oh shite. I almost forgot...i think i got youth group on friday night. damn....what to do...damn!

This was going to be a long whingey thing but too tired....must sleep........oooooh.................sleeeeeppppzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

[weeks later:]Champagne Supernova

Last morning of the two week ‘study break’, in true blue aussie tradition I’ve managed to waste as much time as I can…remember folks over ere it’s all about the laid back attitude. I have but three words for you all Paradis Cognac Hennessy?

Just sent Pastor Thomas my email. I made him promise not to get mad with me first before he continues to read it. Accepting without question and doubt is just too difficult. But I’ve drained the well on religious talk. Onto more colourful things!

Nishi is such a sweetheart! I truly have never met anyone as nice as her online before. And she sounds like she’s got it all together too, I really admire that. We also share the common bond by anti-ageing cream! I’ve taken most of the quizzes she’s made, and they’re my fave quizzes ever!! I think she is such a girly girl! Now I feel like I should never say anything mean about anyone because she is just so nice. Even in her journal she is so diplomatic. I don’t think I could hold back on giving someone a real lashing of my mind if they crossed me I just cant help myself *sniff* I hope Nishi can keep me up to date with the latest fashion since we’re always 2 seasons behind in Oz.

Another New Yorker that’s still hanging around on my contact list is Nolan (I don’t think he minds me using his real name?!). He’s sending me socks for xmas. I don’t know what to get him though. Any ideas anyone?! And yay he is going to call me! I said: “sure you can do the calling and I’ll do the talking.” =]

LOl socks for Christmas!? Reminds me of Doby and Harry!

I can’t believe it’s spring and its been hailing around here.

I don’t find Carolyn Murphy (new face of Estee Lauder) attractive at all. I will always be a Liz Hurley fan. And Catherine Zeta Jones is the new face for the new fragrance out by Elizabeth Arden. Oh! And everyone will be glad to hear cargo pants are back in. Cropped or with drawstring ankles. And nope don’t work it with hi-tech joggers. Replace the Nikes with Jimmy Choos. And still not over pointy shoe-fetish. I’m sorry but this has gone past obsession. It’s a lifestyle. However refuse to wear ugly snakeskin or crocodile patterned shoes, unless it’s the Fracas shoe in green alligator with a palladium double-H buckle. Uber luxe.

She has that look. You know it. So pretty she's ugly. So ugly she's pretty. Anjelica Huston. Sandra Bernhard. Ahn Duong.
Calm down. It's not a bad look. The French even have a special term for this incredibly sexy, pretty but ugly kind of girl: "jolie laide." (Not surprisingly, we in the land of Britney have no obvious translation.)

Book of Recommendation: I Don’t Know How She Does It by Allison Pearson. From the reviews, what BJ’s Diary was to single women, this novel is to married women.
We all know the type -- she has a killer job, a hot husband, beautiful kids, glorious household functionality (what Hillary Clinton's Cosby family might have looked like had the husband not, well been a guy named Bill). And did we mention she looks like a total babe in leather pants?

Song of the Moment: Fever by kylie…ahaha I knowwww! There are just no good grunge songs around atm.

Until next time…which may be a very long time! Or not.

Concerto in a minor, Op. 3, No. 8…

I haven’t blogged in eons! And like icq and irc…the euphoria usually felt when I did all those things have flown the coop. There have been a lot of new happenings, which have (obviously) accumulated since the last time I was here. So in no order whatsoever, I shall begin to recap all significant and insignificant chain of events that have occurred up till now.

1. Going to Msu properly now. The pre-ball department in my life is in absolute turmoil. Naturally. Ball dress not done. Make up and hair undecided and in limbo. Tiara needs a good scrub and expect formation of massive oil rigs in the shape of the Bermuda triangle to form on face on Thursday. In fine form.

2. Study-wise: Doing moderately good. CFP may prove to be a splinter in the derriere but otherwise everything else is relatively under control. Assignment shall be done by week one of the mid-semester break. Have avoided café as much as possibly can with current mental, psychological and physical capacity. Find Reid café too distracting also. Will make the Acorn and the Tavern a potential haunt instead.

3. Books: Finished ‘Tale of Troy’…ok…Helen wasn’t a bootie-shaking, saucy come hither-like wench after all. Demise of Troy was sad, Paris was an A-class prick-of-all-trades and Achilles’ son deserved to have his nether regions dipped in lava. Read AC ‘Mystery of the Links’…by far that story had me guessing and suspecting till the very end. Ingenious. Can’t get into ‘Wuthering Heights’…yawnsome.

4. Shopping: Bought pair of groovy ‘fad’ earrings…that will come back in fashion 10yrs from now. Will invest in a summer bag…probably not leather since I find leather usually good in winter and harder to maintain in summer. Sunglasses are essential and a pair of ankle strapped shoes. Bathers are of course a must. Have a fetish for none matching hipsters and top. Hat of the moment?! Visor!

Draco Update: The last one for a while I think. DV10 is out…(right?) and I’m too busy to read it. Will do on the holidays, looking forward as much as ever to movie and book. But fan-fiction is getting a little over the top. This is the recession of my fandom stage. It won’t die completely but it will mellow…has mellowed. Waiting patiently for TT. I can’t wait to get back to drawing and painting again. I want to do something nice for a few friends…and all I need is the time. I need to learn how to draw horses. Will go to library to get some horse books out and see. Tired of anime style. Will focus on real and a little bit of fantasy for now.

Oh Oh Oh`~! New Birkenstock Store in the city. After my dog totaled my old pair I’m thinking of investing in a new pair! Why didn’t I think of starting a Birkenstock store?! Every family should own Birkenstocks. Next to Ugg boots, they’re the best flip-flop, lazy-daisy shoes! And though they are 100x more durable than every thong, sandal and sneaker you’ve owned or ever will own…letting your four legged rascal at it is quite detrimental.

Argh! Can you believe DJ does NOT sell Hermes scarves!! Blasphemy! They sell Gucci sunglasses, Dior bangles, Salvator Ferrgamo shoes and Lanvin moisturizer but no classic Hermes scarves?! And can you believe the cheek of the sales lady when I asked her ever so politely “Excuse, do you stock any Hermes scarves?”
[Fungus woman]: “Err…Homies what?”
Me: “Hermes…h.e.r.m.e.s”
[Fungus woman]: “…Obviously not……but we have Dior scarves!”
Me: “No, I only want Hermes…nvm…thanks”
Audrey Hepburn did summersaults in her grave that day.

I hate my height! It’s not short and it’s not tall. It’s the annoying in-between height. If I were short, I might pass off as cute and also be able to wear really high wedges, or if I were the other alternative I’d be able to wear comfy flats and not worry too much about shoes (the heel anyway)…but nooooooo I’m stuck right here in a halfway house where if I wear heels I’d look abnormally taller and there is just too much heel…if you get what I mean…and if I don’t wear heels I look short! Bullocks.

Music of the Moment:. Vivaldi…compilation of famous concertos. Which reminds of our piano…still not ready…that guy said a week to tune etc and still hasn’t come. The term ‘useless wassock’ truly applies

Going to Samuels’s party tonight…at around 5:30ish. Have not decided what to wear. It’s at his house...so I can imagine the ‘standard’ dress code…a nice semi dressed up casual…which means of course I have to go all out decadence! Alas, I have no bottoms! (kehe). It is true devastation itself, no?! I will deck myself in dark red fur and decide on the bottom later…jeans? Maybe. Which reminds me…buy new jeans to live in for summer. GoodO.

I am sick of *****’s attitude. Some times it’s normal, civil, friendly and lord almighty pleasant even. Other times I think **** is just a total prick. A real jerk. Actually jerk is used too often to really appreciate the true meaning of the word used in this context and thus loses its punch. So does ‘asshole’…and all the other rude and vulgar words I can think of. I could try to be intelligent and phrase my insults poetically but the mind is not in that state see. From now on I’m not going to tolerate **** stinking attitude. At all. (*aside: my grandma is trying to make me fat- evil grandma*) I have no patience for such people and I don’t deserve such treatment.

By the by…have you seen Jodie Kidd as of late. Phwoar!

I’ve just deleted a lot of what I wrote last night in Word. Ha ha. So much nonsense and irrelevance. I do tend to blabber yes?!

September 11th just passed. I remember what I was doing during that night it happened (day in NY)…I was chatting to Riko on irc, well I was singing and he was semi telling me off for tuning my vocal cords while the world was the brink of war. I actually thought he was joking. I didn’t really bother about the whole thing until 30mins later when I thought I’d check up on the hype and turn on the telly.

I have firmly decided to go to Toga and Mexicana next year! Not to drink myself silly of course, I just want wear a toga! And I want that big sombrero you get at mexicana!

Marrvis--You Barge-Arrrse...

No time to do nice and fancy colourful writing things...cannot even begin to describe the past months sufficiently to do the events which have unfolded much justice...will rant about what is on silly mind right now and whatever else i cant rmb!
1. Tomich!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for standing you up!! I have excuses but none will suffice in making up for having you wait outside reid for hours!!! Missed bus both from home and bus was shitassedly late at busport! meaning I got to uni at 1:20pm. Needless to say you not there...here...so...*grovels on pinapples* for forgiveness! I am t00b.

2. Claud...herehhee...here's me update...i think since i've been icqing for the past two nights you would already know most of what i will or would've typed here!

3. So much assignments and sooooo bloody little time...yikes have not written proper sentence in ages....cannot spill or gramma for shite.

4. I got smashed..*whooooooooooooooooshhhhhhhhhh*...oh my poor poor teeth enamel....never fear ladies and lads yueks is fine fine fine. I pity poor winatas car though. and winata (thanks riko!). had the best night of my life at the cocktail! wish the night never ended had so much fun!!! a little less drink and i'd have been rocking. instead...i waz smashing. smashing. *hic*

i wonder when tomich stopped waiting and where he went to. should've said i'd meet him in the cT. but i'm too blond to think of such ingenius schemes.

5. I painted my nails metalic light blue and my hair has grown so long I can't believe it!

6. Ramit is thinking of abandoning his fledgeling blogspot. Wicked wicked man. Of course I understand how he could come to such a state...I myself have not blogged for over a month...and getting back into it does seem all too trying, thoughts arn't flowing as effortlessly. Still in love with Draco.

7. I saw jean today. Her bf sounds very protective of her. LUcky girl. Though for me it would really cramp my style to have a guy (thought i'm sure his intentions are well meant etc) tell me what to wear...Need to tan my ugly white legs. Yuk

8. Must start buying xmas cards to send to pple during the jolly old festive season! Woooohooo! Deck the halls with boughs of Holllllllly fa la la la la la la la la la... Am seriously thinking of moving family outa the house and having a pre-xmas party...got this idea when watching Chicago Hope...put up xmas tree and get everyone to buy a xmas boubble (personally signed) and hang it on there

9. Still feeling shithouse about standing toe-mitch up. *thwack*

10. Bikini season is upon us. I need a job.

11. Pina Colada

12. Ramit got cool idea. Hows about getting custom made draco D/S/V tops made and wear them to hp movie?! Corny a sin so we gots ta do it! I bags Veritas. me me me me me me me

13. Need to use moisturizing cream on hands...washing too many dishes with no gloves...feeling itchy and glunk

14. 2 o clock. Must go home now

15. Still feeling bad about making rikos car a toxic dump unit and standing tomich up. I think this is the most i've apologised in eons.

Farewell until next time troops. Give me some loff and lots of draco. adios.