I've typed and deleted sentences 4 times trying to start this blog entry. I know what to say but the words just don't seem to come out right. So now I've decided to just pour everything out and I won't give a shit what people think.

Sometimes I feel like a drug addict coming out of rehabilitation. But then again, I believe everyone else has something in them they which so much to change but struggle so hard to. While I used to be pro-crastination, now I'm against it. I'm trying my best to do things which have to be done immediately but I'm suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I think my mind is not keeping up with the things I'm trying to achieve. Afterall, it takes time to adapt.

I'd just like everyone to know there are good days and there are bad days. On the bad days I fall. When I do, please catch me as I fall and not ask me why I forgot to wear a parachute. I've always tried to be forgiving and sympathetic. I just wish that sometimes, just sometimes, I got some back. Catch me, I'm falling...

You´re the place my life begins

You'll be where it ends

I'm flying without wings

And that's the joy you bring

I'm flying without wings

We all get a lot of spam emails and to my surprise when I accidentally saw my friend's hotmail account, I noticed that she actually had received a email from my address. I didn't send it and I have no idea how it got there. Could be spyware in my computer or some site which managed to get my details white filling out registration requirements of an affiliate site. I know all this email spam is annoying and I apologise to anyone who has to keep deleting rubbish I 'sent'. It's pretty much as big a pain in the ass as the buggers which call from Fitness First, which of course is a gym company here.

I tell them, 'No, I'm not interested' then they start their probing into the reasons why not or worse still, 'which of your friends do you think will be interested?'. Anyway, I've gotten almost 5 or 6 calls from them already. The latest one being:

"Hi I'm XXX calling from Fitness First, your friend Jun has just become a member and she said that you might be interested in our free trail membership?"

Sometimes I don't know if I am irritated with their pyramid marketing policy or my friends for mentioning my name. Hmmmm Jun must think I need to work out more...

Putting those rants aside, I'd get back to the spam mail which was able to catch my attention in the sort of way Fitness First did to Jun. So I shall further promote it! Basically, if you are bored and feel like doing another one of those, personality tests or you want to know what Care Bear you are, head down to
http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/fungames/whichbear.html

This is me. LOL.

Gosh, last week just zipped by. After weeks of calls and browsing through private car advertisments, I finally bought a spunky little Suzuki Swift. It can also pronounced as 'SU-SU-KEE' which actually means 'lose, lose, up (the lorry)' in a random dilect I don't even know, but I'd rather see the up as, a rise from the fall - which suits me so well since I'm such a vindictive little bastard.

The week ended with me settling all the reminders I have written on my whiteboard that sits in my room to remind me what a forgetful person I can be; as well as ignorant. Sometimes I just ignore what I write and that defeats the whole purpose doesn't it? However, I've actually been knocking them off the list with much diligence. I must keep it up! Oh wait, that sounded wrong. I must keep up the good work?

Also went ice-skating on Sunday with some friends. It's fun trying to skate so fast until you almost hit the limit where you feel you are going to lose control. The thrill you get, trying to evade people tiptoe-ing on ice trying to maintain their balance is almost like doing 170km/h on the freeway in an integra and flashing past Suzuki Swifts. Of course, bear in mind, no one gives a shit how fast u can go, infact they find you a nuisance. They are most likely also going to laugh at you when you crash into the sides and say, 'Haha! Noob!'

I write this entry just after coming home from class from 5.30- 8.30pm. I actually like lesson times like these because I can get up at 10am prepare for class then put on my Gosu (korean for 'pro') top, my Leet (shorform for 'elite/pro') jeans then head off to school to pwn some China students. I still can't believe other day when two bitches walked past Jun and I as we were laughing and said to one another 'HENG HAO XIAO MEH?' in some Bejingish accent. They said it almost as if they thought we didn't understand mandrin.

Please, I might not have some china-dragonfly-brand gel on my slightly off black hair and I might not have understood what it the girl said if I didn't carry one of those english-chinese pocket translators they carry around BUT...PLEASE LOR...that was blatant. Thank God, Jun was wearing her Uber (pro) scarf and she shouted back, 'GUAN NI PI SHI!!!'. Which I believe means 'as(s) if it's any of your business'. Pun intended. I guess after that, it really was heng hao xiao.

Anyway, I can't wait for this week to end because to my delight, Curtin has a 1 week study break after every 4 study weeks. Mambo's also coming up on Friday so it's a great excuse to celebrate and have some drinks. I've not have some in such a lonnnnng time so it's time to have some fun =)

*Sigh* Watching this makes me want to take up dance lessons =/

It's hard, watching people whom you're so close to, change totally. You don't even know which hurts more; watching them become grow more distant and completely different, or knowing that you still care. I feel like I'm watching a log burning out at the fireplace that had kept me warm on a cold night. As the lovely dancing flicker slowly dissapears into the ashen remains and the floor tiles turn icy again, I know it'd be something I'll miss...

I thought this was beautifully choreographed. Enjoy =)

Was surfing thru deviant art and I saw this, I thought it was really cute.

Your eyes are like fishballs in my fish ball noodle soup

There is no greater start to the week than Cell on Friday nights and Basketball on Saturday mornings. I come home from work tired as hell knowing I have 2 chapters to read and tutorials to do. Strangely, somehow I'm actually motivated to do them. To the relief of my parents (and dismay of my fanboys) I haven't logged on to BNet in probably 2 months and I'm probaly going to be kicked out of diVe for inactivity or displaced from my positon as DotA shaman very very soon. Guess there always is a time to move on to more important stuff...

Ok, now that I've finished my bachelor's degree, I move on into a new chapter in my life; or maybe its a sub-chapter since I'm doing masters. Anyway, everything starts a fresh again. New Uni, new unit coordinators, new faces, new friends; speaking of fresh, I even got a new job- Pizza delivery. I'll talk about Uni when the week ends. I'll just talk about my job for now.

The job is OK. I like driving around at night when the cars are few and blasting the music while I'm at it. It's actually quite relaxing. the pay is awesome compared to the $5/hr wages in Singapore so I have nothing to complain.

Today TJ told me to bring condoms to work. At first I thought to myself, '' He's been watching too much porn. Those kinds where the pizza boy delivers pizza and some insanely gorgeous chick(s) open the door and invite you in...''

Then I realised that it wasn't because of that. He was worried that some Abos would jump on me when I walk into some dark alley to deliver my food. Imagine that... I walk by some trees, going to some house and out come some Abos, rob the money bag i carry, the pizzas and my ass. Scary...

Anyway, if you're hungry and want some pizza, come get some from me. I get them super cheap $4.50* only!!!





note:
* additional surcharges apply