sheeeshh...

been a damn long while hasn't it..

just don't feel like writing. had problems with my assignment. the crim just 500 words essay. i duno what to say abt it.

called makcha last nite. twas okay. long talk. felt good. called my boo too but can't talk long cos he's in china and the call might reduce his hp credit too. hotlink.

went for a walk after dinner last nite. to let go.

holidays are technically here. good. can't wait for mama n papa to come n bring me loads of things. yay.

last prac.

later.

bleblebleblebleb

deep breath... phewwwwwwwww

cooked kuey teow.. finally finished my last packet.. thinking of cooking the last packet since shermayne still hasn't touched it.. it's already xpired and i don't feel good keeping it longer..

the daylight time saving has started yesterday. it's minus one hr here. therefore it's only an hr and a half difference here n msia.

i wonder if ppl realize how selfish we are. i don't think many ppl raelize that. how selfish we are and how selfish we ought to be. by the end of the day.. it's all about ourselves. y should be a shame to be selfish? we dont realize most of the things we do anyway. look at yourself. you think abt yourself more than any other thoughts. y do we have to conform. sometimes we satisfy others to satisfy ourselves anyway.

what the heck.

...

perhaps love is in the air now

jules was talking abt her dilemma with her current love situation. hendrik decided to come late at night for gossips and relationship talk. and me? i feel like making lasagne. wonder how. think i know but hv never tried yet.

izmia finally came home tday. she was at asi's place n slept there.

boring tday with nothing much to do. i do have. study. but not in the mood. cooked ns tomato grg style tday. hehe. duno what the hell it's called. but nvm. it was nice and edible to me. love sticky rice.

the book of love ..

bought all kitchen utensils tday at the chinese lady shop and foodland. 45 dollars so far. without a bigger pot. may be i don't need a bigger pot. sigh. thought i could "samak" all used utensils they cooked with pork but after that first experience, no way i'm gonna do it again. so i bought every kitchen utensil possible just now and put a note on the cabinet that the things are mine.

nothing much happening tday. justin and freddy shall be sharing our internet connection.

watching tv.

trench coat !!

jules gave me a trench coat !! can u believe it? it's so expensive here and she's just giving me one she bought in korea !! wow

haha guess what time i slept last nite. 630am !! last morning i mean. it's already morning the nxt day now. hhmmm..

period tday. woke at 12 and took pills. did samak tday coz the china grls cooked pork. gonna get own kitchen stuff from now. no way i'm doing dishes that many aagin. really disgusting.

cramping a little now. ughh.

watched "shall we dance" with izmia n jules. sher came howe with a bunch of her friends so decided not to bother them. gave jules bridget jones diary book.

went to eric's place last nite for dinner. he treated us with fish n turkey which only both of them ate. he's a nice guy. very comfortable with himself and easy. didn't like the way sher persuaded izmia not to go.

sigh

living in the inside ...

made kuey teow grg again. this time it was good. not too spicy. i love tday's kuey teow. may not be as good as anyone else's but it tasted just the way i like it.

supposed to go job hunting tday but just got my working visa done and it takes 24 hrs for them to process it. so went back home, finally replied mama's email and went down to see hendrik cooking chicken terriyaki. so decided to use my kuey teow n make myself kuey teow grg which taste not bad at all :) pretty proud of myself

some of the biggest regret in my life would be perming my hair. it became very dry and the texture became so rough on top of my head that it felt like i've burnt them and let them dry. of course the moisture is gone now and they had cut it into layered that made me look like a big-haired frizzy head mad woman.

took down the white curtains from my window tday. hopefully it'll look better from outside now. i love my room. old and poor from outside but cheerful and innocent from the inside. people don't often realize but the inside is what matters most. its not what u r made of or how you look but what you are inside that makes you beautiful and special. living in the inside.

bought adult development textbook yesterday. finally they came in. think i should start studying and making notes now.

saw mowkie through webcam. beautiful as ever. sigh.

i'm confused aren't i? yeah.. that's just me sometimes.

john mayer - daughters

didnt write for a while. been worrying abt assignment and doing everything else besides it.

izmia looked sad n depressed after the revealing incident. she looks uncomfortable sometimes. then again, she called her dad and her mom's sick. not exactly sure what kind of but she's not well.

went to ctrl market yesterday with jules n izmia. bought chicken fillets and sausages. and went to the asian shop n bought pad thai sauce n noodles only to find out it's kuey teow noodles not pad thai. and it's 1.80 instead of 1 dollar. the shopkeeper looks not friendly at all. finally found chicken stock !! halal. different brand but what the heck. better than nothing.

oh and hendrik, izmia, sher n me went job hunting thursday night. red rooster. i'd want to work there. saw hendrik's place. could bring mowkie there but the place looks a little too lonely for me. he has very good tv reception.

i've 5 dollar and 45 cents left for the nxt 11 days. not bad. looking at the food i've bought and things i used the money for. mostly are for groceries and some other functions as well. wish i could save the 5 dollars for trench coat. plus the money i earn frm working soon i'll be able to get the coat hopefully. the thought abt trench coat suddenly excites me but at the same time scares me. hhmmm...

zen ppl weren't friendly at all. gave me the feeling that we're not worth working there. oh but izmia called the guy whom put in the trolley picking ad. sounds allright but he said he'll call back and usually that's bad news.

thinking of what to cook tday. i've 504 words on my essay now but am not satisfied with my points. i wish i could get some more cases and can prove my points better. sigh.

later.

ass-ignments

made ns grg tday. own recipe. :) overdid myself with the chilli powder again :p

i've started with my essay. felt a bit better abt it. tho it's not done yet and i've still not much idea on what to write abt but it's comforting to know that i'm getting somewhere with it now. been anxious abt this assignment for few days now. i don't know why. it's not hard yknow. just a 500 essay. a kid could do that. maybe bcos it's my first assignment here and i've not much a clear idea abt justice and the system here in oz. so there goes.

last nite's talk was good. izmia had been talking and revealing so much abt herself that i felt she trusts me so much. she said she wants to talk. so i let her. not realizing that i opened up to her. not much but enough to make me feel uncomfortable the next morning when i met her. i don't think i like it when ppl know abt me too much. but i've already put myself into that position. so no regrets. i don't care what she thinks. but then again, unconsciously maybe i do. to xplain y i had felt a little uncomfortable when i met her this morning. hold on. she's not a morning person and is always grumpy in the morning anyway. what the heck.

received my bank statement. thought papa banked in another 1k few weeks ago. he didn't. perasan. hehe.

not very happy looking at the amount of money i have. but i bought things that i have to buy. like textbooks. and i don't think i've used more than i have budgeted myself on.

asked abg amran to call papa n ask papa to call me back. papa doesn't sound like he likes it. but i don't know. he certainly didn't sound too happy talking to me though. maybe he didn't like me asking abg amran to call him. or maybe he just didn't like me asking him to call me back. but it disturbs to hear him not happy answering me. then again, maybe i'm just a bit paranoid.

sometimes i do feel like i've bugged my parents too much. i don't know what exactly did i bug them but that feeling is there.