MOVE-ing

I’m planning to move to a different URL, but wordpress is giving me pissy looks about leaving.

I have no idea of what to do with this account. just keeping it till..

 

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mac-ing the pro

Just in love with the macbook pro. I haven thought of a proper name yet, so its tentatively Cheeseburger II.

It’s about time I switched over to mac. Better for school, better for me… and “it’s just screaming ME! bOOOMs you know!!!”
Dol, you would know Ris Low.

Got the mac over at Comex. My advice is, if you don’t have a budget/no money, don’t bother going there if you don’t intend to buy anything. If you want to get something but no dough, don’t go also, you might get an heartache looking cascading prices hour after hour. I managed to get a printer/scanner/copier and an external harddisk as well. All within the budget of $3,000. Good deal!

At the end of it all, I just feel more motivated now. I have no excuse but to do well in school. I no longer need to stay in school longer than necessary. I can scan at home! wooooots.

What will the fate of my first love, Cheeseburger (the Compaq Presario V3500) be?
It’s going to be used by the rest of the family.

Next, all I need to get is the Canon 500D or 50D and the second-hand lens for Homer (the SLR Canon EOS 88 film camera).
I feel like my problems have all been solved thanks to my careful pitching and endless proposals to my parents, in time for Comex. I have to thank my mouth for proposing the 3K budget. Any lower, I would have just came back with half of a macbook.

I feel a change in the winds. I’m happy though I hate Steve Jobs for creating something so fucking desirable.

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why?

No one seems to have an answer. Yet the questions keep piling on.
Why do we remain settled to the simplest explanations in life?
Who draws the line? Who defines the society?
Why does the human brain whirs on its own till a person is deemed insane?
On what context is the person branded insane? Or is it because he fell on the other side of the line?

Some movies leave a lasting impression that I end up getting so affected at the end of it.
What is it in for me? Why do I have to get so disturbed? Why do I feel like my blood vessels are bursting not knowing what to do next? Why do we keep ourselves within the line which we think somebody whom nobody knows, drew it?

I’m dying to know.

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woe is me

Troubles are pouring in again.
What else is exciting other than this in my whole entire life?

Laptop is lagging. I bet I can send a parcel to Africa  faster than opening Photoshop.
I just timed it and it took 19 minutes just to open up Adobe Illustrator. And another 5 minutes for the laptop to detect the thumbdrive. Woe is my laptop.

Work is terrible. My hours have been cut and I’m getting no more than $220 every month. I used to get that amount every two weeks! I need to find another job before the company actually plans to close down its branch in Singapore and just continue its main operations in Sydney.

School work is nowhere near 50 percent done. And next week is probably the submission.. Screwed, I am.
At the rate my laptop is working, I will never get anything done by this lifetime.

I no longer stay in school till extremely late. For one, most of the labs are inaccessible due to some crap reason. Two, I have to get back home early just because I have to finish some paint work.
But since I have just less than 2 weeks left, I’m camping in school from tomorrow onwards.

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bipolar issues

I know I can be happy. I think I know what I need to be happy. And yet, I keep going into the same vicious cycle which drains everything from me. I can be such a drag sometimes, I know. Why does my mind have to feel sorry for myself?
I’m drained out many times over again and again by this and it’s about time I changed.
YES, WE I CAN.

Within a blink of an eye, WEEK 3 is just right around this corner of today. TWO bloody weeks have passed and no progress whatsoever. I don’t know what got over me to learn DOTA. Please shoot me right in between the eye till I got no mana.

My lecturers this year are not fantastic. The irony of it all, I’m in Communication and yet I can’t communicate with most of my lecturers. I think I need to look for Tan Choong Kheng fo more advice.

My laptop needs a desperate RAM upgrade. Fuck, I take 30 minutes just to open up Photoshop. This is indeed really bad. No use getting a new external hardisk, unless I get both the upgrade and the hardisk. OR I prefer to get new laptop altogether. No one understands my plight. And just for the record, Mac’s mouse SUCKS big time.

My digestion is finally settling down after massive pigging outs in Aussie. After I came back, I missed the super huge muffins and coffee joints. I know I have yet to upload pics from the trip. I’ll do it as soon I’m sure my laptop doesn’t crash and after I get the external hardisk.

Till then I’m lost in the sun..

I hold you in my hands
A little animal
And only some dumb idiot
Would let you go
But if I’m one thing
Then that’s the one thing
I should know
Can anybody find their home
Out of everyone
Can anybody find their home

I hold you in cupped hands
And shield you from a storm
Where only some dumb idiot
Would let you go

But if I’m one thing
Then that’s the one thing
I should know
Can anybody find their home
Out of everyone
Can anybody find their home
Lost in the sun
Can anybody find their home
Come on, come on, come on
Can anybody find their home

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back at last

Perth ended good for me. I had fun and made the best out of everything even when it was getting slightly boring.
Sometimes it got bored due to winter. Skies darkened faster and businesses closed at 5pm.
So, everything is practically dead by the time it got to 6pm.
But there are late night shopping Thursdays and I’d be an idiot not to make the best out of it.

The food was hell good. I pigged out like every meal was the last meal of my life. And my love for Caesar Salad grew even more stronger.

The folks who took care of me (my aunts, uncles and cousins), made my stay even more memorable.

I did go to alot of places and it all helped me unwind and set my mind proper for the future.

Perth is good quiet place to relax. The shopping malls are hardly crowded and stuffy.
The weather can be harsh on the skin. But there’s so much to see and do – screw the weather.
I’m thankful that I didn’t have to take the public transport everywhere I went. In Aussie, you are handicapped if you have no car. My folks drove me everywhere.

I’ll let the pictures do the talking soon.
Now, I have to prep my mind up for a new whirlwind of school, work and sleepless nights again.

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p/s   school’s starting tomorrow. groan

i do exist

It’s been three days since I’m here in perth and the folks here just make me feel that I do matter. Maybe because I don’t get to see them for several years and only during special circumstances..
But eversince I came here I haven’t been happier. I know I have to pack up and come back mid-july. I just don’t want to leave.
I love the atmosphere here, the weather (even when it’s FREEZING cold), the people here look way hotter (yes, they can warm you up in this winter) and better still! THERE’S NO BIG HOO-HAA ABOUT SWINE FLU.

I just love it here. The people here make me feel loved(:
And I love them as well.
But then, you can’t always have what you want.

p/s I’m currently in Perth now and it’s winter. It’s about 8 degrees here.
woooooohhh for freezing cold.

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preparation

I’ll be leaving to Perth in 6 days. And I’m not prepared.
I suddenly don’t want to leave. Then again, I want to leave just as badly as I want to stay.
bite me.

Why am I feeling this way?

I want to have hokkien mee and chinese rojak before I go!
And that chicken pau from Victoria street!
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Good Morning, Megan

Oh my, I sure can wake up to that breakfast every morning. MEGAN FOX fucking hot can?!omggggggg.

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who killed the CFO?

First things first..

He turned 46 yesterday! 09/06/1963
I hope to celebrate this next birthday at the beach.
He’s Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?

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I’m stuck in a big dilemma. My pay has yet to arrive for the umpteenth time and the fact that I have $5 left in my bank account just drives me nuts. All my secret stashes of money and savings around the house has been used up. I’m caught in a really bad situation and this shit has to come stab me at the back.
The CFO is coming down to the Singapore office. If I see him, I’m going to kick him hard in his gonads…TWICE.
His job is to put his John Hancock  on my OVERDUE payslips and that’s it! I don’t understand what takes him soooo fucking long to do that.
If I don’t get my pay by tomorrow, I’m going to go wolverine on him, while simultaneously ripping his eyeballs and white ding dong apart.  SCHK-SCCHHINNGGG!

It’s things like these makes me want to run to Perth and never come back. Oh yes, I’m going to take 2 week breather Down Under and meet up with the not-so-stressful folks I love in Perth. My aunt has kindly sponsored me for the trip down. So I’m going to make sure I keep myself happy and not make life pissing hell for them as well. Hopefully, the winter can chill my hell-burning soul and freeze all the negativity and unhappiness before I come back.
It’s 16 degree Celsius there and the lowest it can go is 5 degrees Celsius for now. And by the end of the month, the temperature promises to get even lower. So, I can expect all my negativity frozen over along with my ‘good’ side as well.
When I come back, I want to the most relaxed-Joe ever before Year 3 stress eats me up like I’m a chocolate Twinkie.
p/s There are Twinkies in Australia!!! wooooooots!

Dol, I’m sorry I won’t be around for your birthday. The Reverse Bungy is still on as promised. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’m planning to send you heaven-ward before I fly off at the end of the month. Just bear with my bank account to wake up from the coma. Then, we can JOM!, while holding on to our underwear. MISHAMINATOR! soon..

I promise I’ll be in a better mood after I get my pay.

savvy?!

the exhaustive daily grind

The past few days had been quite exhausting.
For instance, it was exhaustively boring since I almost did nothing but embrace the loneliness at home and at work.
However, the perks of working will hit you at an extremely slow pace.
I was supposed to receive my pay a week ago but it hadn’t arrived till the very last minute on Friday.
The fucking anticipation and agony, the mental torture and the poverty of it all was taking a huge toll on me that I just couldn’t take it anymore. Well, it wasn’t all due to the ka-ching delay. Things happening at home were just rubbing salt to the wounds. Then again, I shouldn’t be complaining, since its nothing new to me. Still, it’s fucking frustrating to see the cycle repeat itself again and again.
I’m sick and tired of repeatedly telling myself that it’s bound to happen and that I should just take it within my stride.

I just want a break from it all and I think I’ll finally get it at the end of the month. Although, it would feel more deserved and justified if I had that break at the end of my third year. I know, I should just stop thinking too much and just go ahead with it when I have the chance.

I’m headed for an head-on collision with a busy week ahead. It’s good that I’m finally taking the effort to keep myself busy. It somewhat eases the burden of my thoughts manifest itself into questioning my existence. I hope I can keep it up till I get a break.

I dreaded the arrival of my nineteenth birthday, just like all my other birthdays. However, I did end the dreadful day on a good note. I did have fun although some spats could have been avoided. It’s all in the past now.

I no longer can say I’m eighteen. I’m a big girl now. Although, I still have the excuse of goofing off for another one more year before reality slaps me hard in the face. BAM! I’m twenty.
I just don’t want to spend the last year of my teenhood weeping away. I have done quite enough of that ever since I was *groans* born.

Now that I’m older, I should know what’s coming ahead of me (nothing good as usual and I can’t help it that I’m always this negative). And I should anticipate it. I want to make better decisions. Although, I need someone to constantly remind me of this oath whenever I’m not doing what I am supposed to do. Still, let me goof off once in a while can? By which it does include crying.
Okay, boo hoo.

p/s thanks for all the birthday wishes from those who remembered. heh!

pp/s Happy belated birthday to You Jin a.k.a gong buay tia.

ppp/s I want to go nasi goreng kampong and roti boom soon!

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On The Bus on Flickr

photo taken by iamryansaw @ flickr.

Looks like its some local movie screenshot. But it’s not.
I’m in love with this shot.
I’m a sucker for black & white photos, however, something tells me this will not look good in b&w.

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