Wednesday, February 10, 2010

You know you've eaten too much Indoemie Mi Goreng when...

... it smells like Mi Goreng.

Yup. I've been having Mi Goreng for dinner for the past few nights in a row. What dietitian??

Sunday, February 7, 2010

i don't wanna cry alone

I'm back in Newcastle.

The holidays have been good, but too short. Maybe its for the best, because any longer back home would make me reaaaaallly homesick.

As if I wasnt home sick enough now as it is.

I'm busy unpacking all the stuff i got out of storage and as I unpack I realised I haven;t heard the voices of my family since Friday night when just a few days ago I was at home arguing with my mom, being loud with my sister and cracking jokes with my dad. Oh the noise and warm family laughter. And now the sudden cold silence in my room, with me alone.

I broke down crying. Heck I'm crying while typing this. Its funny how you'd think you'd get used to it after 3 years studying abroad but I still cry every time at the airport. I still cry on the plane to Australia. And I still cry when I'm alone in my room for the first week or so.

I miss arguing with my mom. I miss my house. I miss watering my basil plant. I miss waking up to loud Johhny Jr's music blaring from my sister's room. I miss chasing my neighbours cats. I miss hiding behind the door and "greeting" (read: jumping out and yelling) my dad when he gets home from work. I even miss his loud thunderous farts. I miss watching TVB dramas with them. I miss family times together. And most of all I miss their voices. 

Its getting hard to see what I'm typing through all these tears. I cant wait to see them again in 5 days. 5 freakign days. It feels like eternity.

Time to wipe away my tears and get back to cleaning my room. :(

The stress is making me feel like taking a dump. *toddles off to the toilet*

Monday, December 14, 2009

I've Just Seen a Face

First off: I PASSED!!!! Hello 4th year!!! Please be kind to me :)

Anyways, regarding the title of the post, I met someone. Briefly. It was during an event my parents were invited to. Me and Micchy went shopping while they did their mingling (in other words we weren't invited, LOL). But after our yummy dinner (satisfied my Pasta alla Vongole craving), we went shopping and started to rceive phonecalls from my mom at an increasingly annoying frequency and urgency. Apparently "someone" wanted to meet us. But because the place she was at was sooooo boomingly noisy, Micchy had to shout into the phone like a mad person and people in the departmental store were throwing weird looks at us.

So we, in a slightly sour mood, begrudglingly trudged our way to the place. We got there and got introduced to this lady and her sons. Ahhhh no wonder....

Sadly, the place was really too noisy for any real conversation to take place. I could barely hear his name when we shook our hands. (Plus my mood was so sour it was probably plastered over my face... dammit!). I didnt know much about him at the time but later I found out he was a family member of a very important person, meaning in a fews years time he would be a very imprtant person himself too O_O. I cant really remeber his face as I didnt want to stare and be rude, but I do remember him being very nice and polite (his bro too).

AAAAAAHH why must I be a total asshat at the worst times????? I shouldve put on makeup that day and remove my tatty toenail polish!!! AAAARGH fate was good enough to throw me the oppurtunity to meet him once.... and I totally blew it. ;____;..... 

*headdesk* I will probably end up and old maid, surrounded with cats. Boo.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Pedo-dedo-deddle-dooo~

I just got back from Cameron Highlands..

It was a quick trip for my family along with my dad's high school classmates (2 of them made it up all the way from Singapore and Penang o_o)

And i can't stop obsessing about this boy! *dammit* He's a my dad's classmate's nephew. Nothing new, I've obsessed and cyberstalked people I've met on trips before...

Only this kid is a kid =_=. Like, 14 or 16 at the most. *Slaps self* Must...not...corrupt...images...of his... innocent... bodyface... >.<

AAAAARGH WTF IS HIS NAME SO I CAN CYBERSTALK GAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Sobsobsob... its times like these i feel being 21 = being old. I wanna be 16 all over again. Come back teenage angsty years~~~!!!

Monday, November 9, 2009

effing eff....

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

my exam is tommorrow and i don't feel prepared enough.... simply coz i haven't been preparing enough *headdesk*

i've been attempting to study since last Wednesday and yet i find a million and one ways to procrastinate! *why hello, i'm doing it this very minute!*

plsplsplspls lemme pass i need to pass i want to be tossed into the unforgiving jaws of clinical placements already dammit!!

on a side note, i had my first Calypso mango tonight (i probably had them before but never noticed the name, but as mango season is creeping up with so many types and price variety i started paying more attention). Calypsos are amazing. The flesh was bright yellow which made my skin crawl a little coz i associate bright lemon yellow with sour sour SOUR. But surprisingly, despite the color, the flesh was firm (did not reduce to watery mango pulp while i was butchering it with a shitty knife), and sweet with a lovely aroma! Plus my teeth were fibre free. Unlike my frustrating teeth picking experiences with Kensington Prides (which was delicously sweet only after semi decomposing in my referigerator omg i cant spell fridge =_=). Can't decide between them or my beloved R2E2's. I think the price difference should make the winner. I'll weigh them next time :D

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Effing pea shoots

Argh I'm never buying pea shoots or atempting to make wraps for lunch EVER again.

I tried making "healthy" wholemeal lavash bread wraps for lunch with avocado, lean turkey breast slices, cherry tomatoes and PEA SHOOTS.

The wraps don't last very long, within 2 hours I'm starving =_=.

And the pea shoots. So damn difficult to chew ok! The second time I made the wraps I tried cutting them into half their lengths. Made no fucking difference.

Because I couldn't bite them off as i was I was biting into the wraps, I ended up swallowing the goddamn stalks whole. And we all know what happens when you dont chew stringy bits of veggies well. Fast forward 9 hours later and there I am in the toilet pulling strands of goddamn pea shoots out of my ass!! FML!

Its not as if I didnt try to chew, honest to God I tried my hardest. But the more I chewed and chewed and chewed the result I got after 5 minutes of continuous chewing of a mouthfull of pea shoots and I got this fibrous ball of stringy stuff that is beyond human mastication, which I had to force down with a gulp of water.

Moral of the story. Leave the pea shoots to the cows. Unless you've got four stomachs or don't mind pulling stringy bits out of your ass from time to time.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

NO. limits.

No, NO, NO, NO!

I said that before once, and I will say it again 100%! Cant you get it through your fucking head?

Well I sure hope my message this time gets across well and clear to you this time (unlike last time God knows what sort of shit he told you but if those months of me avoiding you like the fucking PLAGUE was anything to go by you shouldve learnt your lesson then.)

And I sure have learnt MY lesson. And that is why, ladies, gentlemen and fucking twatheads, I will NEVER SETTLE FOR MEDIOCRE!

which is sadly what you are. "Oh I think girls shouldn't make themselves look pretty"... HAH! MY ASS! 

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This post prob did not make much sense if you werent me but i needed to get it off my chest because i feel a big peice of shit is gonna hit the fan and I took at whack at it before it could so i hope less shit will hit the fan now. See how it goes.

I might go batshit mad and turn into a hikikomori if it doesnt, God help me :(