Ever felt that semi-dream state that hits you just after waking up from a nap? Yeap, am definitely feeling it right now.
Before I get down to studying my third chapter for Molecular Microbiology (because my brain is too fuzzed up right now to do so), I have decided to write down 5 facts about myself that even my friends may not know about, just so that I can direct people to this post when they ask me about that.
1. A poem (really ridiculous one I must say!) written by my girlfriend and I made it to the Class95 airwaves. It was for some Valentine’s Day competition where you are supposed to send in a poem dedicated to your partner. We were in my car at 1am in the morning and decided to send this in as a prank. Surprisingly, it was selected and the DJ was trying to withhold her laughter when she read it out aloud,
“Very shiok when I first saw you
Alamak you sibei chio
Like Fiona Xie on TV show
Engrish, Chinese also know
(Nabei) all my brudder want to jio
Till the day that we grow old
I will love your pretty mole
Need you baobei don’t you know
Ehzz be my stead want or not?”
2. I haven’t been smoking for close to 1.5 years now. I picked it up when I was still with my first ex. I was 17 then. She’s a real heavy smoker and it made me decide that if I were to have cancer from inhaling all that smoke from her, I might as well attempt to kill myself first. It took me 1.5 years before I was rid of her and another 6 months on top of that to quit smoking.
3. Mark Ronson is my musical hero. His remixes are THE BOMB. When you first listen to them, you’d think that they sound kinda weird but when you replay that track again it slowly comes to light how everything actually works together.
4. I like to be standing in front of an applauding crowd.
5. Cristina Yang and Miranda Bailey are my two favourite characters on Grey’s Anatomy.
Alright, I’m done with my 5 Random Facts but I shall put down an extra one as a bonus…
BONUS FACT.
I have an adoring girlfriend and I think she’s awesome/fantabulous.

Alrighty. Yesterday’s harrowing episode with the humble nail clipper resulted in an alarmed me alongside a throbbing toe. When I was at the pharmacy today, I chanced upon this retro looking tub/container/whatever of…

It’s sold all across Australia and you can even get it in bigger tubs/containers/whatevers or in a handy tube. The ointment is purported to be an all rounder solution for bites, burns, cuts, chafing, swelling etc. Being a huge sucker for weird stuff like that, I decided to get one and test it on my toe.

Now I have no idea what’s the fuss about over it being petroleum jelly based. Don’t we all use Vaseline? Anyhoo, I shall wait and see if the ointment works. Stay tuned for the updates.
I was feeling really miserable about my lunch today *stares down at it* so I decided to google random gourmet terms to make myself feel better.
I typed the magical words into the white box:
“Kobe Beef”
No I’m not going to be a sicko and post some picture of a poor cow being murdered. I had to restrain myself from licking the screen when the picture below came up. But seriously you guys, LOOK AT THIS.

How could anyone not want it?! NOM NOM NOM.
I assure you that no pieces of tissue were killed in the (unfortunate) making of this incident.
This, my friends, is the result of apparent clumsiness whenever I clip my nails.

Yes you are looking at a bloodied piece of tissue. Although it may seem artfully splattered with red paint, you have my word that it is my DNA that’s on it instead.
I think I will leave nail clipping to my girlfriend in the near future. I’m too much of a safety hazard to myself.
1. Cursing at your fricking alarm every single morning because it sounds like the one they have at the SCDF HQ.
2. Procrastinating about doing your laundry.
3. Running out of the house in a flurry because the bus is arriving in 3 minutes.
4. Eating that Uncle Toby cereal which you love so much.
5. Purchasing random stuff from UQ’s Market Day each Wednesday (So far you have bought funky twine+leather bracelets, a shawl, a pouch, a rosary and a pair of sunnies).
6. Downloading one too many songs.
7. Downloading one too many shots of juice into your stomach.
8. Blogging frantically about having nothing to do in Brisbane. When you say nothing, you actually mean that you have nothing else to do but study/be online/go to bed… oh the pain of life. DON’T YOU AUSSIES HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO DO WHEN THE SUN SETS?!
9. Playing the guitar because a) You refuse to study b) You think the internet is starting to become an unhealthy obsession of yours (Facebook or Twitter anyone?) c) You refuse to go to bed at 9pm just because you’re bored, trying to cut down on your dependency to the Web and refusing to study.
10. Freaking out when you finally stop procrastinating about studying only to realize that you have an OBSCENE amount of work that has snuck up on you over the days. DIE YOU CREEPY LECTURE NOTES!!!
Tell me why
Why
Whyy
Whyyyy
Do I always have critters around me?
Yes I’m starting to think that I’m being stalked by them. I have found spiders, baby centipedes and small ants with HUGE heads on my carpet. Isn’t it enough that I have possums screaming blue murder while running up and down my roof at night?
When I first started living here, I was witness to a buggy massacre every single night. Three HUGE lizards (let’s call them Emmanuel, Charlie and Wilson) will be chilling on the outside of my window eating up whatever moths that were stupid enough to fly close by. I admit, the moths’ deaths were my fault. I am a geek so I work late at my desk. When I work late, I leave the lamp on. Moths are attracted to light right?
Emmanuel is the one who goes all tense when he is about to pounce on his prey. And when he does that, his tail goes into a vibrating tizzy. That’s how I tell him apart from Charlie and Wilson. Those two are the ultimate chillers man. They act all nonchalant and then… POW!!! Bye bye moth.
Within a month, I killed a spider, a grasshopper (it fell on my head, it deserved to die) and a cockroach. This Monday I nearly stepped on a spider that was the size of an Aussie 50 cent coin. I decided to spare it but it found its way into my housemate’s room instead and got killed anyway.
On Tuesday I found a baby centipede on my carpet. Thank god I didn’t step on it. I flushed it down the toilet.
Yesterday, I found an ant with a normal-sized body and a kickass head on the carpet again. How does it even manage to walk?
Anyways it died. I killed it.
Super hilarious, ellen-style (and she does have a point!). This video made it here because I feel that graduation speeches are just waaaaay too boring and that I’m able to relate to the gay jokes, the whole “what is the point of uni again” thing.
Enjoy!
I haven’t been blogging for ages, but that doesn’t mean that this blog has died. Some one actually told me before that you can only call yourself busy when you don’t even have time to blog.
Yes that’s right folks. I’ve been a busy busy bee.
The assignments, mid-sems (uni does take up so much of one’s time and energy) and along with Kahei’s visit has kept me occupied. Then in the blink of an eye, 2 blissful weeks passed and Kahei had to go back to SG. That was the signal for me to hit the books again – seriously this time.
I’ve been feeling so intellectually restless ever since I started my degree. My friends know that for me to accept knowledge, I must know the reason behind studying it. I’ve gotten into a good programme at a good university, so what’s the problem now?
I can’t kick the feeling that I should have entered myself into the BSc programme instead. Honestly speaking the only thing I find cool about Biotech is Immunology. Period. I’d rather be learning about animals or geography anyday man. Then, Jesska (my angmoh coursemate) had to tell me on our way home that “Biotech honours are marked harder than Science ones”. Thanks mate and fuck BBio, I’m so switching over to BSc come Monday man.
Secondly, I’m so not motivated to study. I’m more, “Baaaaaaaaaaaaaah…. School is such a drag.” Hence I’m gonna come up with a list that will hopefully knock some sense into thyself.
Goals for 2009
Yes, I’m actually aiming to be one of those people who are both hot and smart. Enough of whining. I’m gonna embrace my inner geek and loudly proclaim, “Yes I’m a geek, you’ve a problem with that?!”
I just had a long chat with my mom over the phone. It was a good one and I could tell that she misses me. I’m glad that she has finally decided to take up courses. Judging by the immense amount of time that she will have in 2010 (Ric will be outta secondary school), I suggested her to sign up for art courses at NAFA as well. Think that will do her some good and give her a shot at the Baharuddin she never had the chance to attend.
She mentioned that Kahei was kind enough to help her carry stuff over to Brisbane and to help her with the computer. (”She explained how to book plane tickets online to me so patiently…” —> Kahei, you should be so happy)
The conversation eventually drifted to travelling. I told her that I may be flying back on XXXXXXXX and she went, “Huh? Can you repeat what you just said?” So I did and I added, “If I wanna come back, I’ll come back. If I wanna go to Peru, nothing in the world you say or do will stop me from flying there. But I’ll make sure that I tell you about it, that’s all.” Surprisingly she she didn’t kick up a fuss. Was it because I said this on MSN once?
“Stop worrying for me. Stop worrying about my studies. I’m old enough to know what I’m doing.”
Whatever it was that I did… it/they seem(s) to have worked. She didn’t even flip when I told her I bought a fire poi online. I expected her to worry about me burning myself but nooooo…. she was more worried that I’ll start a forest fire.
Then she told me about something Ric said a week ago. “I wish I was half of jiejie. Half as smart or even half as hardworking.” My dear brother, I’m sorry you had to live in my shadow but I did try to get our folks off your back. I’m sure you know that. How long will it take for you to see that you and only you alone are in control of your life? It isn’t something that I can teach you with time. You do have to discover it for yourself. Some people spend their entire lives not understanding something so simple yet so profound. Hopefully you won’t turn out to be one of them.
Just do your best and we’ll all be proud of you la dumbass.