Snow

It snowed today! Finally!!! :)

I woke up this gloomy morning, freezing inside my house. I knew it would snow later on the day, so I threw on a long-sleeve shirt and a wool-lined jacket. Happily, I went to school. Little did I know the first thing that greeted me was light rain after class. Not to be daunted, I walked to the gym, expecting the rain to go away.

Two hours later, I emerged from the gym. "It's a monsoon out there," one girl said to her friends at the counter. Sure enough, the rain was heavier. But it was no monsoon. When you are in oklahoma and it rains less than 20 times in a year. A drizzle is considered heavy and heavy rain is considered monsoon. I was mad because I didnt bring my cap. Snow, yes, I am prepared. The camera is in my bag. But rain?!

After my last class which I got out early because one girl said it was slicking. Yes! Snow. I came out of class and looked out the window. Shit! Rain! Heavy Rain!

Later, I walked out the doors and tiny ice hits my head. Woah! Its raining heavy snow! :) You think that snow would be lovely and everything would be white. My foot! The ground was muddy and slicky and there were some patches of white but there were too little snow...well..must wait till next morning.

The only thing im excited for is for class to get cancelled tomorrow. Yes. In oklahoma, one inch is snow is hazardess. Think further north in Michigan. My poor friend had to suffer through 6 feet of snow until his clothes are all wet, and still, he has to go to class. Boohoo.

Hehehe. Oklahoma, we're the best. :)

pls: Rain and snow on one day, means tml is going to be freezing. As much as I love snow, its now time for me to dig out all my thick winter clothings and huddled up. And I was so hoping that the temperate would be between the 60-70 F so my winter clothing could collect dust inside my luggage and I wont have the trouble of taking those musty clothes out. Dreams crushed.

Proof

I need to watch the movie, Proof.

Go check it out. Apparently, it came out in 2002 (what was i thinking...not knowing this movie! gasp!) and there are a couple of big stars playing it. Anyway, my friend said that it was pretty good. So now, I want to watch it.

Besides, Proof is somehow related to my class as well. I am currently taking acting for non-major and my scene is based on Proof. I thought it was a play, which are those u see in theatres, coz my class was geared towards stage not camera. So it was very surprising to me when my partner told me that proof was a movie too! Hehehehe. I wanna watch it now!

Pointless Facts:
1) I bought a mini cheese cake today.
2) I am going to the gym tml.

Borat and Stephen King

Borat - movie title which I dont know how to spell.

Borat is a movie about this guy from Khazastan going to America and learning about their culture. He is the main character and all others are real people.

Borat seems to purposely provoke and anger the Americans on purpose. While I think that the movie is 'funny', it is insulting to certain Americans because he ridicules them. He learns but he goes out of usual tourist way to make it funny. So everything about the movie is on the extreme side.

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I finished reading Stephen King's Misery in 6.5 hrs. So much to read, so little time. My head is pounding for taking all the information in and blocking out most of them just so I can get an outline of the entire story. Personally, I am no fan of his books. This is the first one and I have to say, I am still NO fan of his books. The horror stories are gruesome but heck, its not worth my time. I just read it coz my frenz loan it to me and I wanted to finish it so that I wont hurt ppl's feelings. If I picked this book in the library, it would be shove back on the shelf in less than a second.

Ta-ta. Have to collect my 4 weeks laundry now.

Good Night.

I Support You!

Its a crazy world, but Im crazy too. ''I SUPPORT YOU!" - Playing a drinking game, becoming my partner and my fav line.

I spend thanksgiving in dallas, hanging out with a bunch of Hong Kong and Malaysian frenz. I actually only met some of them once or twice, and they speak fluent cantonese all the while, which makes it hard for me to understand or communicate with them.

Well, heck that! Apparently, drunk people speak english! For e.g. "Wake me up!" in a slurred voice.

I was playing a popular HK drinking game, the same one played in Pirates of the Carribean II.

Game Rules
1) There are 5 dices in a cup and you overturn the cup on the table and shake it.
2) You open the cup, but dont let the others see your dice.
3) First round - anyone starts. Subsequent rounds - the loser starts.
4) Call out a number of dice. E.g. If five people are playing, you can call out five twos, which means that you are guessing there are at least a min of 5 twos in all the 25 (total no.) dices. The first no called out must be equal or bigger than the amt of people playing.
5) One is a wild card, and can be anything unless the number is called out.
6) Senario: There are 5 ppl playing. A calls out 7 fours. (rmb, first no is equal or larger than the amt of ppl playing) B calls out 8 fours. (stakes must increase for either one or both numbers. Cannot call out 7 threes/twos/ones unless you call 8 threes/twos/ones.) C calls out 10 six. D doesnt believe there are 10 sixes in all 25 dices so D says 'open!'. Everyone opens their cups and the dices are reveals. Start counting the no of sixes everyone has, including ones, since it is a wild card and since no one has bet on ones. D counts a total of 11 sixes. So D drinks a can of beer coz he lost. If D counts 9 dices, then C drinks coz he is incorrect.

The game I played, each time you lost, drink a can of beer. Our fren had lots of beer in a slightly smaller can. But anyway, you can see how easy it is to get drunk. Lose 4 games, drink 4 times. I drank red wine coz I couldnt stand beer. Mine was 1/5 of a huge cup. So the amt is almost like in a wine glass.

Luckily, since I didnt know how to play the game at first, Ah Lam helped me. He is Ah Wing's younger brother and brothers dont exactly like to drink with each other. So anyway, Ah Lam became my partner after a while to help me out, since I was losing... Well, not only did he teached me the game, he helped me to make good decisions and drink some wine if I lost. Hahaha.

Bad news. Apparently, he got drunk later on. I was already half gone. I knew I was rather drunk but was still aware of my surroundings, and my head kept rolling around like when you are really sleepy coz it was late at night anyway. I went to the toilet a couple of times to get rid of the alcohol. Before I knew it, since my partner was still playing, he drank for me if 'I' lost, and besides, I knew I couldnt take in more alcohol. So I drank little and refused to play unless I drink water. You had no idea how stubborn Ah Wing was. He refused coz he said I can do it. I dont really recall what happened next. All I knew was I slowed down my intake of alcohol but my partner was suprisingly drunk for the next whole day coz he puked so frequently from the time he slept till next evening or night.

I slept at 6am and woke up at 1030am...feeling tired but still had the energy to eat dim sum. Lionel too. The other two guys slept like pigs and another two didnt really play a lot...so they didnt drink much either. Ah Lam was just holed up in his room the entire day. So he was out of the question.

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This thanksgiving must be the wildest so far. Drank too much (before that I even had Neon Tower drink at a fancy revolving tower and I drank half of a girl's glass coz she didnt want to finish it. It was darn good. Coffee and alcohol.)

Things I did for the first time during thanksgiving.
1) Getting drunk/groggy but still sane. I still could count the dices. But my partner gulped down the alcohol too fast coz he thought we lost, even though we didnt. Haih.
2) Fishing. I didnt put the bait on the hook but I did throw the line and took loads of pictures.
3) Baby Dolls. Shucks. Unwilling, I had you know.

pls: I left my cleanser in their house. That's a first too, if you want to count it.

Dr. Gui

My professor is soooo nice. I lost my hw for chapt 12 and 13. He thought abt it for a moment before saying...nevermind...I will just give you a grade for those two since you have always been consistent.

Wahhhh...!!!! So nice! And here I was, not reporting my missing hw until 2 lessons later. Im such a bad girl. I feel so touched....which prof would do that???!!! I will surely miss his class next semester.

Daily Drama

MONDAY.

I had a test. I didnt study/revise for it because it was supposed to be last wed but my classmates wanted to postpone it. So happily, I thought i am just gonna revise it on the test day itself. It wasnt until 2.5 hours before the test that I realized my notes/answers/hw was gone! LOST! Misplaced!!! Oh, the horror, panic...fear...!!!

I didnt find it in time. I went back home and search my room. Came back to school and still had no clue where my notes were. So I went to class half an hour early, hoping that someone would come early as well. Luckily, my fren came. Haih. So I spent the 0.5 hr copying hw/notes/etc and tata, when test came...i was sooo ready. Of coz, i still had to redo my hw...darn it! Lost it together with the notes!

TUESDAY.
Today is the day of my first showing. I didnt memorize all my lines. Well, as best as I could, but its not perfect. I totally forget that I was meeting my frenz in Gaylord. I finished class at 1050am in Gaylord, and head over to Adams Hall, which was 10 mins away. Went online and check my msg. Oh my gosh! Meeting in Gaylord. Rush back again. DARN it. Waste of time and energy. Plus, my classmate was late. So we only had 0.5 hr to rehearse.

The play is called PROOF....by David Auburn. My scene is taken from Act one, scene two. The play is something like the movie THE BEAUTIFUL MIND. Except this is in play form and a much less extreme but still interesting. I like it so much I decided to keep the book. Normally, I would sell it on e-bay. But its my favorite play!!!

So anyway, when it was Megan and my turn, we as usual skipped some lines, modify others, added extras, and etc, small little details here and there, that doesnt change the play, and we acted it out so naturally (coz we practiced that way and it stuck) that only those who were doing the same scene as us knew what went wrong and where.

Lalalala. Once our scene ended, the teacher had nothing negetive/all positive :) to comment. Muahahaha. That's coz all the other groups had negetive comments. Lalalalalala. Except, Mr. Jimmy asked me to be more sacastic in the beginning so as to have a smoother transition but other than that, great job. Yes! Sacastic, oh I can be. I was perfectly sacastic during my younger days. Strange how people can change. I am still, but lesser.

I think this is the best comment(s) I have ever receive on a play on the first showing. I mean, first showing is all about finding niches to improve for the final showing and thus, for Mr. Jimmy not to have anything but positive comment to say is really (acc to me), astonishing. Wow.

For the rest of the afternoon, I didnt have the heart to study. I was on cloud 9. Looks like that isnt such a great reason coz I felt so bored I fell asleep at work for a couple of minutes. Snore. Snore.....

The rest of my interesting day summerized here:
1) Watched 2 videos.
2) Thanksgiving dinner by OU couz. Didnt meet her coz its too crowded.
3) Went to Agi/Rami's house. Didnt catch Veronica Mars. Got the jacket and dress.
4) Telling you to seriously go read PROOF. I wanna watch it on broadway if I could. I am so darn happy I had a chance to act from one of its scene, even if its just for class :) Heck, its like a dream come true.
5) It rained today. Wow. OK seldoms rains.
6) Found out I need to change my I-20. Freaking troublesome.

Bisous.
:p

Bball and dumplings

Friday. 11/10

So its been a really hectic day, seriously.

Class, papar and work, Asian Food Fest, Gaylord - msg parties and passing up paper, Gym - walking up steps and later playing basketball. The best I got was 4 shots in the goal, not from the midpoint, but the straight line a few feets in front of the mid-pt. Anyway, that was pretty good considered I never liked ball-games and I thought I sucked it all of them. Besides, I am so scared of catching the freaking ball, esp when its flying right at me. I ducked. Well, since its just me and my frenz, its little less tiring and i get to shoot hoops, which made it in half of the time. Yea...!

Next, Prof. Gui's house for dumplings-making and dinner. First one there at 5:20p.m.? Rmb Potsticker and koreans have round faces and straight eyes, and chinese have eyes that goes down and jap have eyes going up. His daughter darn tall and son shorter and has bangs. He's an artist anyway. Cool. Saw their chicken and watched tv and talk a whole lot.

Go home at abt 9 something and later head over to the old kongos for TKO party. Lousy music until the last half an hour. I mean, really shitty music that is so darn hard for me and my girlfriends to dance to. Totally bad atmosphere coz of the horrible music. There were balloons falling from a net and it has money in it. I got $1.

After that, head on over to Luke's house party. Darn nice. They even had a hookah, but of coz i didnt try it. Muahahahaha. Dont think I would wanna smoke any tobacco thing even if its better filtered.

Came back home, took bath at 4am and tata, to bed at 5am.

Up at 6:45a.m. The earliest. All because of a good cause.

Well, actually, it was compulsory.

Every semester, it is compulsory for all members of Sigma Phi Lambda to be involved in one service project. A few weeks ago, it was some Halloween Party for the kids. Today, it was FEED THE CHILDREN and two weeks later, it will be Kitchen soup (or something named after that sort).

I left at 7:15a.m. to the parking lot across the duck pond (written in the email), which was really weird because there is NO parking lot across the duck pond. Instead, after a call to another friend, we found out it was the parking lot across the stadium. Luckily, we reached Oklahoma city on time at 8a.m. and stood outside the office door, waiting for them to open, only to realise we were suppose to gather outside the factory. *Biong! Knock head!*

A brief description about FEED THE CHILDREN. It is a non-profit, non-govt funded organization that gives out food to underpriviledge kids.

Somehow, I find it a little disturbing that the food consist of a backpack with some writing materials, 2 dinner size packet of macaroni and cheese and a bottle of peanut butter and grape. Hmm, as much as I find the backpack very appealing, regardless of its kiddish color, I still think there should be more food!

So for 4 hours with only a 15 min break in between, I lined up and carried empty boxes to my friends who are putting the bagpacks in them and then I bring it over to a table to be taped by someone else. So basically, my part is holding the box and letting it be filled with 4 bagpacks. Oh, what glorious fun! But its all for a good cause. But despite me being sarcastic, yes, I did manage to enjoy it.

1) Open boxes of bagpacks- one man
2) Taking out the bags - one man
3) Putting boxes into recycle bin - one man
4) Holding bagpacks - 5-10 man
5) Taking out macaroni and cheese and putting inside bagpack - one man
6) Taking out peanut butter and jelly and putting inside bagpack - one man
7) Carrying boxes to put bagpack - 3-5 man. (???)

After 4 hours, my arms were not sore but tender from carrying all the boxes which sides cut into my upper arms, so I had to be careful while holding it not to let it touch my upper arms. For the first 2 plus hour, I was wearing a coat, so that was ok. Later, it was getting warmer so I took it off and sadly, I didnt know the cardboard boxes sides pressed so harshly onto my upper arms. I even got a tiny bruise, because the rest of the time, I was trying to not to hug the boxes (which i did with my coat on), but instead, held it an inch or two away from my upper arms.

Thats about it. We managed to finish 5280 bagpacks. Yea! I am a happy and hungry girl coz there was nothing to eat during break time. Yea. All of us starving.

Next friday, Asian Food Festival. Maybe I will blog about it, if it is anything interesting. MSA is making roti canai. Muahahahahahaha. Yea, we get roti canai from a chinese supermarket and then fry it on the day itself. Will be making the curry a day earlier.

Ta-ta. Not going to tell you everything (just the gist of it).

Bisous,
me :)

10/27/06

Gym on wed and on friday again. Somehow, the motivation is non-existent on friday. Must have something to do with satisfaction and self-pity. May I wallop in sorrow.

Panam Party Halloween theme. So fun. Well, at least it was better than the first party I went to during my couz bday, which was on 4 march 06. I am such a good, innocent and pure girl. Yeah, right. Darn, but I really need to get a life. I stepped on a lot of glass bottle shreds. I think my slippers are ruined. Shucks! I was dancing and thinking, what's that hard thing sticking to my slipper. Shucks. I thought it was gum or something, but it turns out to be glass bottle shreds! Do you know how dangerous that is if i accidentally stepped on it with my bare feet?

Well anyway, I would like to thank Belal for being such a great dance partner. Always looking out for me and making sure I dont get pushed around since I'm so short, people just squeeze me aside if they want to get across the room.

Thanks for Kevin for sending me to the dances although for some funny reason, you wont dance with me coz I make you shy. Huh? Next time, you promised.

Thanks to Dana, Leslie, Jonathon, Astri for coming and just being there and accustoming me to the environment.

I am tired. Have to work 6 freaking hours tml and I look forward to it only because the guy who im working with is cute. That's right. Cute guys make my day. Plus, he goes to the gym everyday. Woah...

I also went to some asian sorority party. Dont like it. Dont know anyone. And people dance weird. (I think its just because I didnt like the atmosphere and the people.) Its so strange to be able to look above their heads. At Panam, I'm always staring at someone's chest or the people around me. They are so tall, they block my view.

That's it for now. That's my celebration of College Kids Halloween for you. I am sooo looking forward to another PANAM party, especially if any of my girlfriends are going. This semester is so boring, I will scream!!!!

I took some pics in the library today. What's so fun, you say. I'm a bookworm, yeah you noticed. I go to the library all the time. It is my favorite hang out. So what's the biggy?

Guess....whoooo...The haunted stacks.

The above picture is the scariest place I have ever been. The floor literally queaks and suddenly, from the sides of the room, you hear sounds, more queaking sounds that seem to popped up. I went to the window, and saw that it overlooks the clock tower, but later, strode back to the south side of the library where the floor is made of thick green glass panels.

The floor creaks when you walk on it. The books are faded, covered in dust, and omitting a musty smell. Hardcover books. The ones you never see in today's bookstore. Shelfs, and shelfs filled with them, hundreds of books stretching a mile long, few stories high. Imagine the immerse collection hidden in the old wing of the library. So old that no one dares to go in alone, or even know of it.

Imagine then, just when I was taking pictures, the battery almost went flat until I crossed to the new wing. The horror, fanscination, apprehension.

The library. Come see it. OU.

Sooner. Boomer. Sooner. Boomer.

PICS TO FEAST YOUR EYES ON.

They even have Dorothy and the Wizard in? Oz.

Look at the pages! Pictures! Oh...the sweetness of childhood days. How come our textbooks can be that interesting? Then at least I have some interest in studying.

*Pic deleted coz I am inside. Shucks. God bless short people*

The roofs are so short, I can touch them, while still standing on the floor, not jumping mind you! Makes me so happy. Yea to short people. The tall people will find it a bother to enter coz they will bump bump bump their heads. Muahahahaha.

Theme: Mouse Trap. So cute. Can you spot the mouse? I tried showing my friend, but she can only see the eyes. O_o Luckily, she is the only one. "I have no creativity," quoted from her. Not my group. Just some lucky sulpture lucky to be one of the first few pics and I clicked on it coz its cute.



Oct 21 (sat) was homecoming. That week, I did the most lying and most procastinating I ever had.
Firstly, I was trying to regain some privacy and secondly, I was too sleepy to do pomping. Somehow, everytime I wanted to force myself over to some fratenity house to pomp, my friend decided she would rather sleep and therefore, I didnt go as well.

I was so excited to think that at least, this year, I would experience pomping but noooo... All I got involved with was the Can Sulpture. I even missed the Pep Rally. Gosh! That was actually my highlight of the homecoming week. Seeing the dances. I cant believe I chose sleep over the Pep Rally and it was so near my house too. I want to kick myself hard.

Well anyway, I took lots of picture that I felt involved in the homecoming activities although I am really not. I dont even know what fraternity and sorority my house was paired with. Gives you lots of insight to how much interest I had in homecoming and greek names. Its hard enough that I dont even remember the greek letters to my house, let alone others. I think its E...?? Ok, I just checked online, and its EOA..somewhere along those letters.

Back to homecoming. I think I only accumulated 2.5 pts. I suck big time. I actually have to accumulate 15, with a min 5 pts for pomping. Shucks. And now my house officials wants everyone to report on the total number of points they got. I think I have to come up with some big lie or do some miscalculation. Hey, I was never good at math.

Well anyway, here is ONE MORE pics. Enjoy. Somehow, uploading is superslow, so forget about the rest. If you are interested, I can share the album with you. Tons of interesting pics.


Below is another Can sulpture. The cans will be donated to God knows where. Behind the sulpture are the extra cans, which are just lying in a mess. Anyway, this suplture is a football stadium. It is not my group. Mine is a tree with a snake winding around it. Somehow, it manages to look like a christmas tree with red bulbs encircling it. Someone pls tell me it fits the theme of Jumaji. That's my group's theme.



Signing off,
me.

ALVIN...ENJOY ARMY AND SHAVED HEAD. THE BEST. MUAHAHAHA. If you can see, I used purple esp for you :) Coz its fun and you will be needing some soon. jejejejejeje.

10/13/06 Friday

Another chapter closed on Friday (SA meeting), how apt. Sometimes, I wondered what would happened if I took another road, but everytime I imagined, I could only foresee disaster. I think it is better this way.

On the other hand, why must my life be so complicated?

Just as another chapter closes, so must the new one starts the next day.

Nowadays, it seems to be getting quicker and quicker, as if time is running out. If you look back, you can see every single detail at the tip of your finger. That is how I view my life. A sudden flash so fast it feels like it happened yesterday. So if I feel that way for the last *my age* years of my life, I could imagine my future happening lightyears for now, and feel the urging need to live life to the fullest.

>>> RUSSA Night. Fantastic food. E.g. salad, pancakes, cakes, russian soft drink, etc.

10/14 /06 Saturday

>>> canvas painting during cov gp.

>>> applebee (resturant)... private information. (somehow, everything I write is in some way elusive. Pardon me but I dont trust anyone with secrets. Not even on my blog, the internet is too free and open.)

>>> I am selfish and I am guilty because I would rather hang on to the past until someone indicates the chapter of that life is close, but it isnt yet - referring to B.K.

>>> Would you rather have love hit you straight in the face or would you have love creep up on you? I prefer the latter although there is so much heartache in it and the experience is like a rollar coaster. No longer will your life be rational, instead, it will rather be based on emotions. Frustrating but im still sucked into it.

10/15/06 Sunday

>>> Trinity with Andy, Rami, Kevin, Jordan and me.

>>> I need some privacy. Guys hate clinging girls and vice versa.

>>> Di-va-li night (sorry but i dun know how to spell) Great super long performance with a stand up comedian and great indian food. Somemore my ticket is free because I represent the President of MSA. Hehehehe.

>>> Homecoming this coming week and im still lost in confusion. Ok fine, so I have done it before but im still lost coz its different this year.

>>> Hoedown coming up soon! :) Paid for two shirts ($12 each). Write here so that I wont forget.

>>> I want PRIVACY!!!!!!

>>> I dont know why I am such an ass sometimes, people who seem too easy to get or too nice to me and I will start feeling paranoid. So be it. And then I will want to limit my contact with them until I have them figured out. Some people are naturally super nice, like my friend, which I orginally doubt. I feel bad now but I am trying to make up for it :)

>>> This is a super long post. Whatever. If you happen to read till here, congrats. My friend sent me an even super duper long MESSAGE on facebook. Its a message not a blog and its still super long. But it makes me happy and it made my day :)

>>> I am procastinating on my homework and sleep! Imagine that.

Bisous,
me ;p

It happened again. Tonight. The arrow strikes true. Fast and silent. It penetrates swiftly without dripping a drop of blood. I hear your heart thumping and feel your erratic breathing motions.

Giorgio Armani, Aqua Di Gio. You left your scent on me. But whose scent were you orginally from?

Clarity is within me. There is no doubt. There is NO doubt.

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Yesterday was mooncake festival. The Chinese society had a mooncake festival in the ballroom. And you pay $1 to enter and get one whole mooncake free (or inclusive). Whatever the case, $1 for a mooncake...WAHHHHHHH!!!!! My favourite!!!! GIMME!!! GIMME!!!

Too bad I'm only one person, only one entrance fee. If I helped out that day, I would have gotten 4 mooncakes...1 whole freaking box without even paying!!!! But I was too tired. Before the event at 6.30p.m., I went out for lunch and later to a chinese supermaket to buy groceries.

I actually wanted to buy a box of mooncakes to eat at home. But they are so darn expensive and they have such weird flavors like pineapple and jujube??? Plus they also have the 5 different nut, which I really dislike. And in boxes that have white lotus, there is 2!!! egg yolk!!!

Come on, I really dont want to die that young. And I dont want the silly egg yolk to take up the whole mooncake. Besides that, the prices range from $14-30. FORGET IT.

DISSAPOINTED.

So when to the event...one dollar one mooncake...WAHHHH...I can go crazy.

Luckily, one of my friend didnt want it. So GOT TWO!!!

Then coz I was still feeling greedy, I asked for one more. Hehehehe.

Know the China President mah. But she wasnt exactly happy because none of the malaysians helped out (I think the malaysian president told her that some of us might be helping out but he didnt really mean it. haih. so he never informed the rest of us.)

But in the end, I still got ONE more...

TOTAL = 3 MOONCAKE = $1. MUAHAHAHAHA.

I AM 'PROUD' OF MYSELF :)

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PLS: Pls do not pick me up like a little kid. I know I weigh less that you do (yes, you are stronger, I can see that) but it scares me although it is fun. Hahahahaha.

POTLUCK at NICK's...Where were you! You said you will be there although I didnt promise. FUMING.

HABIT. If you do something repeatedly for three months, it becomes a habit.

Everyday in class, I write the day and date at the front of the page. And everyday, I remind myself that today is e.g. the 5 of October, thurs, and so the first number I write is 5, but here is where my brain enforces a change in my habit.

For the past 6 years, the date is written as 5/10/06.

Now, in America...it is written as 10/5/06.

You think staying here would have changed my writing habit.

Yes. It did changed. Weirdly.

1)5

2)/5/

3)10/5/06

So you see...I still write 5 first, but then put two strokes in between and fill in the rest.

hehehehe....

These are the days, when I am reminded of you.

I had an impulsive urge to write. Suddenly, an incident that occured weeks ago popped up in my mind.

My friend knows how to read palms. Yea sure. I tried that years ago too. Take some palm information book, read up, study it and go around hunting for interested victims to spill some nonsensical information and look smug. That was years ago, and although its a delight to convince yourself that everything is true, it most likely isnt. Even for me. Oh heck, I am still pretty psyche about it :)

So recently, a friend of mine read my palm. Pray, please tell! No, she replied...Sorry but have to tell you in private. I looked at her feeling puzzled. Just tell lah! I was impatient. But she was so professional. Cannot, this kind of stuff must tell in private wan. Oklah, oklah, I replied disappointedly.

After a few days, she came to my house and I pounced on her. Hehehehe... Tell me! TELL ME!

So she told me. Not much, but some hit straight on the mark. No, it's not just plain bullshit like what I used to do. It is really true. PROVEN COZ IT HAPPENED, and IS still happening. Of course the rest I cannot tell if it is true, or if she is just guessing. After all, most people do go through up and down and their lives are all pretty similar...hehehe...as in work, get rich or be poor, etc. But ONE information she said stood out, shinning like the sudden flash in my head when I feel enlightened and it all connected.

Story is... I will only get a bf later in my life. Duh. (if it doesnt happen, I WILL STILL MAKE SURE IT HAPPENS! because I dont want to die a spinster.)However, during the years of moping over my singlehood, I will be kacao-ed by lots of guys, but none of them will matter. They will eventually go away. So darn true lah. Can you freaking guys stop kacao-ing me!!! Giving me trouble only. Making me feel all up and down, round and round. Dizzy lah. Meaning mostly that you are messing me up and giving out false alarms!!! Stop messing with my head! Hate it, coz I feel so super dumb. How can I do my hw like this!!!!

E.g. 1) Met a guy at a friend's house. He likes me but is leaving for Japan in two weeks, but before that, he is going to Colorado to visit his friends and so my first meeting with him is also therefore, my last. POINT IS >>> I would have never known he likes me but he told me! See! Trouble! Why tell??!! Make my life miserable. But nevermind, so he is my friend now...i hate to end on a bad note...but who knows what happens later. Maybe this incident will slowly vanish into the forgotten world.

E.g. 2) Guys like me and I dissed them off because I dont like them. End of story. So most of them are like that. But still...give me trouble only!

Moral of the story >>> If im not going to marry you, dont bother me. But then, my life will become super mundane, so why the heck not! I need a life...Arrgghhh....

JOY. Bubbling Laughter, and aching pains...

LOVing Sept. Not because I was borned into it, but because of all the new friends I have made. Yeah! I am sick of waiting for people to take the first step. I finally realized that you dont make friends just by waiting passively and hoping they take notice of you. Too long I have stood by the side, hidden, silent, and still. The perfect wallflower.

I have to make the first move, shaking hands, making introductions and confirming/acknowledging the friendship on facebook. Yes. Facebook. It does help me, at least, to lift up my head high when I bump into them, and give them a greeting and a hug. Before, their glances take no notice of me and I would change directions as easily as if I was meant to head to the opposite direction.

IAC (International Advisory Council) change all that. I learn, I practise and I acknowledge. My tiny circle of friends have expanded, and the treads are stretching further, taut and thin, but it goes on. This circle of friends, I am glad it opened my eyes to see the bigger picture. Without them, I will always be the same - shy, silent, with boring eyes and sully lips.

I tilt my head high, unfurling my wings, arching my back and shaking my feathers with great suppressed energy. I am breaking free from all the restrained emotions and actions. ReleasEeeee...

My shell cracked...just a faint zigzag running down the top to the shaking bottom. Not much, but it is the end of a shell, and the beginning of my rebirth.

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!

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

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.

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.