Im a freaking senior! IM A FREAKING SENIOR!!! Im so happy and excited that I swear Im in love with everyone. BISOUS!!!
10 mins later...
Now that the revelation has cooled down...what am I so happy for? O_0
1) The fact that I could graduate next fall...? nooooo...i want sommore fun..
2) The fact that I get to have first dips in enrolling for classes? yea man...that's it!
3) The fact that I might be 21 when I graduate? hehehehe..either way, im still going to be 21 whether I graduate in fall 07 or spring 08 since my bday is not till SEPT 28...HOLLAR!
Next topic...
SEPT BABIES INVASION!!!
17, 19, 21, 22, 25, 28 and 28 again... freaking many msian babies born in sept! Esp compared to the total amount of msian students and alumni we have in OK >> norman.
Most months...i cant recall celebrating anyone's bday...hehehe
Whatever....
PARTY TIME!
Monday, September 18, 2006
Sunday, September 17, 2006
S.W.
Its 5.17 a.m. but I have something on my mind for the past week and a half.
Should I or shouldnt I?? Poke or dont poke?
Such a simple question...yet, it holds the power to mold my future.
Shall I live my life as a ghost in an empty shell, waiting but never content, or shall I live my life impulsively, to charge headstrong into whatever that comes my way and dive straight into murky waters?
As much as the second appeals, I fear im the first. Im the pale-face wallflower, the slight figure standing aloof and alone in the changing shadows, the silent whom everyone's eyes never fall upon.
Im changing, transforming, morphing, shedding the long overdue skin to reveal the luminous white fur coat painted with black predetory lines and wicked yellow eyes gleaming under the soft moonlight. The small pool of water rippled when I lapped up the water with my long tongue. I stood up and stretched. Reflected under the glow of the moon, the water reveals the result of the transformation - a half-tiger girl, caught between the choice of prey or the predator.
This is me. The balancing act, the weighing scales, the sign of Libra, the year of the tiger.
The Libra never sets her subjects free. She holds them close, keeps them safe, snuffling out the power to decide, leaving them hanging like a pendulum, swinging...
Life in mono by Mono
The stranger sang a theme
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no-one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue
Ingenue
I just don't know what to do
The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can't seem to forget
When you came along
Ingenue
Its 5.17 a.m. but I have something on my mind for the past week and a half.
Should I or shouldnt I?? Poke or dont poke?
Such a simple question...yet, it holds the power to mold my future.
Shall I live my life as a ghost in an empty shell, waiting but never content, or shall I live my life impulsively, to charge headstrong into whatever that comes my way and dive straight into murky waters?
As much as the second appeals, I fear im the first. Im the pale-face wallflower, the slight figure standing aloof and alone in the changing shadows, the silent whom everyone's eyes never fall upon.
Im changing, transforming, morphing, shedding the long overdue skin to reveal the luminous white fur coat painted with black predetory lines and wicked yellow eyes gleaming under the soft moonlight. The small pool of water rippled when I lapped up the water with my long tongue. I stood up and stretched. Reflected under the glow of the moon, the water reveals the result of the transformation - a half-tiger girl, caught between the choice of prey or the predator.
This is me. The balancing act, the weighing scales, the sign of Libra, the year of the tiger.
The Libra never sets her subjects free. She holds them close, keeps them safe, snuffling out the power to decide, leaving them hanging like a pendulum, swinging...
Life in mono by Mono
The stranger sang a theme
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no-one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue
Ingenue
I just don't know what to do
The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can't seem to forget
When you came along
Ingenue
Monday, September 11, 2006
I cant believe I am sitting in front of the computer doing absolutely nothing. Hello!!! This is Me im talking about!!! The person who always worries about her next assignment and is always on the rush to finish them up asap although she always procastinates.
Whatever.
The fact is, im sitting in front of the computer doing nothing constructive except for nossying in on random people's life on facebook, playing poking poke poke with her friend, and dreaming of writing an article which she really ought to start researching because the due date is coming.
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Im coming home with mixed feelings. Holidays are the times to relax yet there is always something upsetting about holidays that can lead to high blood pressure.
My mom will start to lament, "Can you pls do something and stop wasting your time sitting around!" Her voice will starts to get all irritatingly squeaky and naggy as if her daughter is forever going to be a bum at home.
At least my dad is better. "Have you read the newspapers?"
I grimaced. Newspapers and me do not go hand-in-hand. Newspapers make your hands black which lead to me washing my hands, which lead to dry hands, and later to crack hands lovingly accompanied by the horrific sight of blood.
And then my mom will lament once more. "What! Now have to take you to the doctor huh. Wasting my time just to book an appointment for you, fetch you there, find parking and have to wait for a few hours."
Anticipation and visualization is the best way to get over culture shock. I am visualizing the usual situation at home during the holidays. Dont tell me your parents are not like that ar. After staying in OK for such a long time, I cant bear to listen to someone nag or order me around. This is call cultural shock! ;p
At least I will be back for less than 3 weeks. All thanks to increased price in airplane flights (which means I have to choose a date to fly home when its cheap) and the time difference (which makes me lose two days, bring my total days at home to...25 days. Rougly 3 weeks! Hehehe!).
One week for jet lag, one week for visiting relatives, the last week for visiting friends, if they are still around. RIGHT ALVIN! ;p
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Getting back to wasting precious time doing nothing. Im off work and ....
Let me see...ah! Im going to check facebook again. What's the point of the newly installed news feed and mini feed if you are not going to use it?
Beware, Im stalking you.
Whatever.
The fact is, im sitting in front of the computer doing nothing constructive except for nossying in on random people's life on facebook, playing poking poke poke with her friend, and dreaming of writing an article which she really ought to start researching because the due date is coming.
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Im coming home with mixed feelings. Holidays are the times to relax yet there is always something upsetting about holidays that can lead to high blood pressure.
My mom will start to lament, "Can you pls do something and stop wasting your time sitting around!" Her voice will starts to get all irritatingly squeaky and naggy as if her daughter is forever going to be a bum at home.
At least my dad is better. "Have you read the newspapers?"
I grimaced. Newspapers and me do not go hand-in-hand. Newspapers make your hands black which lead to me washing my hands, which lead to dry hands, and later to crack hands lovingly accompanied by the horrific sight of blood.
And then my mom will lament once more. "What! Now have to take you to the doctor huh. Wasting my time just to book an appointment for you, fetch you there, find parking and have to wait for a few hours."
Anticipation and visualization is the best way to get over culture shock. I am visualizing the usual situation at home during the holidays. Dont tell me your parents are not like that ar. After staying in OK for such a long time, I cant bear to listen to someone nag or order me around. This is call cultural shock! ;p
At least I will be back for less than 3 weeks. All thanks to increased price in airplane flights (which means I have to choose a date to fly home when its cheap) and the time difference (which makes me lose two days, bring my total days at home to...25 days. Rougly 3 weeks! Hehehe!).
One week for jet lag, one week for visiting relatives, the last week for visiting friends, if they are still around. RIGHT ALVIN! ;p
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Getting back to wasting precious time doing nothing. Im off work and ....
Let me see...ah! Im going to check facebook again. What's the point of the newly installed news feed and mini feed if you are not going to use it?
Beware, Im stalking you.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
I went fishing without knowing it. The first fish I caught was unexpected. It fell right into the net without sending even a slight disturbance. However, the fish had the sense to jump right out of the net and into the pond. It knew it's life wasnt going to be over yet.
The second fish swam around the boat, but always out of reach of the net. Sometimes, I saw it, and sometimes I dont. Most of the time, we just pass each other in rhythmic undulations. Today, I caught it and as my net kept being pulled up higher and higher, it's body trashed helplessly in the air. Its body now lay choked between the thin netting strings, caught in the frenzy midst of other sea creatures. But somehow, I think it's going to survive.
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My Laughing Face
Laughing comes naturally
when you feel happy
until you choke and
have to gasp for air.
Laughing is another trick
to keep your feelings in check
when you have to fix your heart
and switch directions.
Laughing when you cannot
reply, a question posted
is when you know,
you still have reservations.
Laughing because you do not
know, the answer, is another
problem, because by that time,
it balances between
sadness and happiness.
The second fish swam around the boat, but always out of reach of the net. Sometimes, I saw it, and sometimes I dont. Most of the time, we just pass each other in rhythmic undulations. Today, I caught it and as my net kept being pulled up higher and higher, it's body trashed helplessly in the air. Its body now lay choked between the thin netting strings, caught in the frenzy midst of other sea creatures. But somehow, I think it's going to survive.
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My Laughing Face
Laughing comes naturally
when you feel happy
until you choke and
have to gasp for air.
Laughing is another trick
to keep your feelings in check
when you have to fix your heart
and switch directions.
Laughing when you cannot
reply, a question posted
is when you know,
you still have reservations.
Laughing because you do not
know, the answer, is another
problem, because by that time,
it balances between
sadness and happiness.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Dallas trip: sat - hurricane habor - $27, dinner at chi-viet rest - $18.50. Sun - eh? Forgot what I did in the morning. Shopping, makan dinner at home, went out for drinks, which includes healthy fruit juice, alcohol, and water. A real mix of beverages. Hehehe.
Can't contain my delight of spilling to some random person that I drank half a cup of tofu berry drink ??? ( that's the real name!!!) then headed over to the pub and drown lots of alcohol (my fren cldnt stop buying!) and got giddy with slightly sloppy hand movement. Walked back to the car like Im freaking normal, continued through the night with playing majong and won the first game...(the last as well coz of the different rules), and later played blackjack with orange juice mixedwith a tang of alcohol, and slept at 545am BUT NOT before visiting the toilet for more than 10 times because I was playing chor da di with water for more than 3 hours ;)
Too much alcohol and MORE than enough water later, I woke up normal, with the only exception of visiting the toilet twice during the wee hours in the morning and having only 4 hours of sleep. I am still operating like normal. That's not fun at all. What happened to hangovers and vomitting and some other bs that people had to go through? Maybe its because I know when to stop and also because Im just testing the waters to know how far I can drink before I have to stop if I want my life and my reputation ;)
Hehehe. I can drink lots, OF WATER! I thought I was fine until my fren mentioned that drinking lots of water is also dangerous coz our body is made up of 70% water and if we drink too much, our blood count drops?!! What??!!! Is this true???!! *Alarm blarring loudly in my head*
I think Im getting addicted to alcohol coz I cant stop thinking about it. It is so addictive and seductive with the warm fuzzy feeling of relaxation combined with the hyper ecstasy of alcoholic games. Tip: Drink paradise punch while playing alcoholic games because its not that strong and you can play alcoholic games longer without the stress of feeling like you are going overboard.
For those who know me, oh come on, its not the first time I am drinking alcohol, but rather, a adult step into the world of drinking more than ONE glass of alcohol (some of them were really little, only one-quarter of the glass).
Sept 3, 2006 will go down in history as D-day. D for me, for drink, and for DA-day!
Used to be branded into my brain as daddy's b-day! Now it's daddy's girl all grown up day!
:)
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Another note that I cant get out of my head is the bittersweet goodbye of a new friend. Something that I never thought of because I just dont think of it, esp not when I only met the person for one time and come on, you dont exactly miss the person you just met. But I think about it 24/7 now because the person puts me on a pedestal and starts hallucinating before waking up to the harsh truth of reality. How do I know all these? Because the freaking person sent two message to me and stirred up my imagination of what-if. I hate it, coz if not for the freaking msges, I wouldnt have thought about it. It is like melancholy truth from the tree of good and evil - You didnt want to know, but you did and after you did, you fall from it. I fell.
One year down the road, everything will change. But I still cant stop imagining about my world of what-if.
Can't contain my delight of spilling to some random person that I drank half a cup of tofu berry drink ??? ( that's the real name!!!) then headed over to the pub and drown lots of alcohol (my fren cldnt stop buying!) and got giddy with slightly sloppy hand movement. Walked back to the car like Im freaking normal, continued through the night with playing majong and won the first game...(the last as well coz of the different rules), and later played blackjack with orange juice mixedwith a tang of alcohol, and slept at 545am BUT NOT before visiting the toilet for more than 10 times because I was playing chor da di with water for more than 3 hours ;)
Too much alcohol and MORE than enough water later, I woke up normal, with the only exception of visiting the toilet twice during the wee hours in the morning and having only 4 hours of sleep. I am still operating like normal. That's not fun at all. What happened to hangovers and vomitting and some other bs that people had to go through? Maybe its because I know when to stop and also because Im just testing the waters to know how far I can drink before I have to stop if I want my life and my reputation ;)
Hehehe. I can drink lots, OF WATER! I thought I was fine until my fren mentioned that drinking lots of water is also dangerous coz our body is made up of 70% water and if we drink too much, our blood count drops?!! What??!!! Is this true???!! *Alarm blarring loudly in my head*
I think Im getting addicted to alcohol coz I cant stop thinking about it. It is so addictive and seductive with the warm fuzzy feeling of relaxation combined with the hyper ecstasy of alcoholic games. Tip: Drink paradise punch while playing alcoholic games because its not that strong and you can play alcoholic games longer without the stress of feeling like you are going overboard.
For those who know me, oh come on, its not the first time I am drinking alcohol, but rather, a adult step into the world of drinking more than ONE glass of alcohol (some of them were really little, only one-quarter of the glass).
Sept 3, 2006 will go down in history as D-day. D for me, for drink, and for DA-day!
Used to be branded into my brain as daddy's b-day! Now it's daddy's girl all grown up day!
:)
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Another note that I cant get out of my head is the bittersweet goodbye of a new friend. Something that I never thought of because I just dont think of it, esp not when I only met the person for one time and come on, you dont exactly miss the person you just met. But I think about it 24/7 now because the person puts me on a pedestal and starts hallucinating before waking up to the harsh truth of reality. How do I know all these? Because the freaking person sent two message to me and stirred up my imagination of what-if. I hate it, coz if not for the freaking msges, I wouldnt have thought about it. It is like melancholy truth from the tree of good and evil - You didnt want to know, but you did and after you did, you fall from it. I fell.
One year down the road, everything will change. But I still cant stop imagining about my world of what-if.
Friday, September 01, 2006
I am off to Dallas at 7am!!! Labor day on MON!!! No school, no work (gasp! no money! 6 times $7 = $42 dollars gone! Protest!), and six flags (hurricane habor, here I come!).
Today's event:
Im taking my outdated nap when buzzz zzzz zzzzz ...... 'Can you go to the 4pm meeting? The others cant make it and I need a representative,' the president said.
Me, asleep, goes huh? Recalled vaguely that im the secretary and the other committee members are at work. Thinking shitty people now then only you tell me! Not that i mind, but im too tired to wake up one hour earlier and head over to the bus stop especially not when i have to call UPS as well and deal with my textbook being delievered to the wrong house and im TIRED!
In cases such as this, I decline and say im too tired BUT i'll still agree to go in the end because none can make it AND THEN when I head on over to the meeting, I feel really grumpy, vex and indignation, because i was only informed 2-3 hours before the meeting.
However, the previous day was PLEDGE signing day and all of a sudden, I felt I was really a member, not an outsider, but one of them. With it comes the strings of responsibilities and obligations and it just changes my perspective that its not something extra that I am being forced to do (coz seriously, all i ever wanted was a simply life of study, go home, eat, sleep), but something that I am part of, and is part of my life (so suddenly, it went from study, go home, eat, sleep, to ADDING homecoming, prayer meetings, cov gps, bible study gps, chapter meetings, open parties, MSA meetings, etc. You see now why I want a eat, sleep, shit and study life? I have simply no one-to-one time!)
Thus because of Pledge signing day, the sudden dealing of the ISA meeting was an obligation (even though I still hated the thought of getting up earlier than I thought so heck, I called my friend to fetch me to school. Hehehe. I dont normally do that but im feeling really lazy and idle as well. Heck to bothering my friend, Im being bothered too!)
Lifestream was great ... lots of singing, not much preaching :)
Others:
Andy's International Potluck Party! Of course I didnt cook. As usual, they had more than enough food! Just bring myself and ta-ta! Free dinner! Met lots of new friends and a really talkative American guy going off to Japan!!! Sayonara and luck be with you.
STA airplane ticket to spore = 1300 plus. *smash palm to head* (man, i always think that im landing in msia, when in fact, i need to head over to spore. Shucks! Switch brain signals!)
Conclusion- I need more free dinners! :)
To be able to afford the freaking pricy tickets, IF im going back.
Today's event:
Im taking my outdated nap when buzzz zzzz zzzzz ...... 'Can you go to the 4pm meeting? The others cant make it and I need a representative,' the president said.
Me, asleep, goes huh? Recalled vaguely that im the secretary and the other committee members are at work. Thinking shitty people now then only you tell me! Not that i mind, but im too tired to wake up one hour earlier and head over to the bus stop especially not when i have to call UPS as well and deal with my textbook being delievered to the wrong house and im TIRED!
In cases such as this, I decline and say im too tired BUT i'll still agree to go in the end because none can make it AND THEN when I head on over to the meeting, I feel really grumpy, vex and indignation, because i was only informed 2-3 hours before the meeting.
However, the previous day was PLEDGE signing day and all of a sudden, I felt I was really a member, not an outsider, but one of them. With it comes the strings of responsibilities and obligations and it just changes my perspective that its not something extra that I am being forced to do (coz seriously, all i ever wanted was a simply life of study, go home, eat, sleep), but something that I am part of, and is part of my life (so suddenly, it went from study, go home, eat, sleep, to ADDING homecoming, prayer meetings, cov gps, bible study gps, chapter meetings, open parties, MSA meetings, etc. You see now why I want a eat, sleep, shit and study life? I have simply no one-to-one time!)
Thus because of Pledge signing day, the sudden dealing of the ISA meeting was an obligation (even though I still hated the thought of getting up earlier than I thought so heck, I called my friend to fetch me to school. Hehehe. I dont normally do that but im feeling really lazy and idle as well. Heck to bothering my friend, Im being bothered too!)
Lifestream was great ... lots of singing, not much preaching :)
Others:
Andy's International Potluck Party! Of course I didnt cook. As usual, they had more than enough food! Just bring myself and ta-ta! Free dinner! Met lots of new friends and a really talkative American guy going off to Japan!!! Sayonara and luck be with you.
STA airplane ticket to spore = 1300 plus. *smash palm to head* (man, i always think that im landing in msia, when in fact, i need to head over to spore. Shucks! Switch brain signals!)
Conclusion- I need more free dinners! :)
To be able to afford the freaking pricy tickets, IF im going back.
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