oh goody!
my new gadget =)
i heart this thing so much that it has become addictive.
it's my new obsession.
tis' the season to be jolly
falalalala lalalalaaaaaa
*rubs hands in glee*
however...
INT is a calling.
*drats
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
i was resting my eyes in lecture not sleeping. my ears were wide awake.
i came home, slept some more.
then was rudely awaken because the aircond needed to be cleaned.
but when i woke up i was still sleepy wtf.
then i had the most disgusting bowl of noodles. it was so disgusting that i was vomiting and stuffing the noodle into my mouth at the same time. *yuukkks
now, i'm staring at the screen.
157 words down. 1843 words to go.
word counting is very fun wtf.
i came home, slept some more.
then was rudely awaken because the aircond needed to be cleaned.
but when i woke up i was still sleepy wtf.
then i had the most disgusting bowl of noodles. it was so disgusting that i was vomiting and stuffing the noodle into my mouth at the same time. *yuukkks
now, i'm staring at the screen.
157 words down. 1843 words to go.
word counting is very fun wtf.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
eekkkssss
countdown begins.
1 down 2 to go.
i think i can feel my brain melting. it's oozing out through my ears and making a puddle of eekyness on my white tiled floor. it's a rainbow of colours on the the floor. i think i see unicorns and rainbows in the sky.
academic writing is really tedious. flipping here, flipping there. searching here, searching there.
and this is probably just the beginning. first year work kays. i shudder just thinking about the workload next semester. knowing seniors can be a good and bad thing. and so far, seniors have been scaring the living daylights out of me telling me horror stories. real events wokay. not child's play (no relation to the movie with chucky. i had nightmares about my teddy bears wtf)
maybe i should consider being a dish washer. if i can't be a qualified food critic, at least i get to wash the dishes of good food. and scrape the plates for crumbs wtf.
1 down 2 to go.
i think i can feel my brain melting. it's oozing out through my ears and making a puddle of eekyness on my white tiled floor. it's a rainbow of colours on the the floor. i think i see unicorns and rainbows in the sky.
academic writing is really tedious. flipping here, flipping there. searching here, searching there.
and this is probably just the beginning. first year work kays. i shudder just thinking about the workload next semester. knowing seniors can be a good and bad thing. and so far, seniors have been scaring the living daylights out of me telling me horror stories. real events wokay. not child's play (no relation to the movie with chucky. i had nightmares about my teddy bears wtf)
maybe i should consider being a dish washer. if i can't be a qualified food critic, at least i get to wash the dishes of good food. and scrape the plates for crumbs wtf.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
s ho
whilst driving home today, i came across the most stoopidest, asshole driver ever.
it's either he was damn stoopid or he was DAMN STOOPID.
i'm in my lane driving., minding my own business when i see from the corner of my eye this *shit..i memorized the bloody number plate but can't recall the bloody car* car coming closer and closer and CLOSER to my side.
BLOODY HELL!!!
wanna cut, CUT PROPERLY, damnit. and it's not like the phucker was ahead of me in the other lane. he wanna cut, just cut only. easy peasy. think this is some bloody arcade game isit??!! bang bang nevermind arr?
he was THIS CLOSE to hitting my side. THIS CLOSE!!
if i wasnt paying attention to my surroundings, sure, confirm kao kao will bang.
asshole.
i swear, the constant horning did no justice at ALL! i was so mad i just wanted to slam my car into his bloody ass hole. almost hit the divider trying to avoid a side bang from that punk.
the driver looked like a bloody punk.
and the bloody passenger had the decency to smile and laugh.
if only my eyes could shoot laser *ZAAAAPPPPPPPP!! SIZZLE & BURNNNNNNNNNNN*
WHAT THE PHUCK!!!
smile smile some more.
it's either he was damn stoopid or he was DAMN STOOPID.
i'm in my lane driving., minding my own business when i see from the corner of my eye this *shit..i memorized the bloody number plate but can't recall the bloody car* car coming closer and closer and CLOSER to my side.
BLOODY HELL!!!
wanna cut, CUT PROPERLY, damnit. and it's not like the phucker was ahead of me in the other lane. he wanna cut, just cut only. easy peasy. think this is some bloody arcade game isit??!! bang bang nevermind arr?
he was THIS CLOSE to hitting my side. THIS CLOSE!!
if i wasnt paying attention to my surroundings, sure, confirm kao kao will bang.
asshole.
i swear, the constant horning did no justice at ALL! i was so mad i just wanted to slam my car into his bloody ass hole. almost hit the divider trying to avoid a side bang from that punk.
the driver looked like a bloody punk.
and the bloody passenger had the decency to smile and laugh.
if only my eyes could shoot laser *ZAAAAPPPPPPPP!! SIZZLE & BURNNNNNNNNNNN*
WHAT THE PHUCK!!!
smile smile some more.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
jellyfied
i swear, of all my 12+ years of schooling, i have never ever had aches on my body because of carrying my bag heavy with books.
but this semester, incredibly, my shoulders have been aching. not because i was doing any heavy duty work or wight lifting, but because i am lugging my bag around filled with...nothing. seriously. am i getting old or is my bones bloody made of plastic. i drink milk everyday for god's sake. if anyone should have strong bones it should at least be me laa without all the aches and what not.
and to top it off, i went to the library and almost maxed out the limit of books i could borrow (10 books! seriously. whats this? 10 books for 4 subjects? 2.5 books per subject). thank goodness i had a brilliant plan. borrow books that will be usable for 2 subjects.
OMG..am i brilliant or what?
int and ftv = settled!
com = thank god for online resources!
jrn = gimme a brilliant idea. who/what should i profile/feature? *yikes* inspiration better hit my by this friday.
adding salt to wound, i didnt bring a bigger bag or an extra bag to stuff the books in so i had to squeeze some of the books in my puny bag. and carry the rest of it. cant blame me if my hands turned out jelly-fied.
so to sum it up..i will have no life for the whole of this and next week. i even planned out the days i should finish each of my assignments. *crossing fingers that i stick to my bloody plan*
why la why..3 back to back. WHY?
but this semester, incredibly, my shoulders have been aching. not because i was doing any heavy duty work or wight lifting, but because i am lugging my bag around filled with...nothing. seriously. am i getting old or is my bones bloody made of plastic. i drink milk everyday for god's sake. if anyone should have strong bones it should at least be me laa without all the aches and what not.
and to top it off, i went to the library and almost maxed out the limit of books i could borrow (10 books! seriously. whats this? 10 books for 4 subjects? 2.5 books per subject). thank goodness i had a brilliant plan. borrow books that will be usable for 2 subjects.
OMG..am i brilliant or what?
int and ftv = settled!
com = thank god for online resources!
jrn = gimme a brilliant idea. who/what should i profile/feature? *yikes* inspiration better hit my by this friday.
adding salt to wound, i didnt bring a bigger bag or an extra bag to stuff the books in so i had to squeeze some of the books in my puny bag. and carry the rest of it. cant blame me if my hands turned out jelly-fied.
so to sum it up..i will have no life for the whole of this and next week. i even planned out the days i should finish each of my assignments. *crossing fingers that i stick to my bloody plan*
why la why..3 back to back. WHY?
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
die die die
crap.
crap. crap. crap.
damn stoopid.
before clicking on it, i told myself "it's a virus".
one (milli)second later, *click*
and all hell breaks loose.
i thought i KILLED it. but nope. apparently it's still around.
lurking behind my files and folders. waiting for the right f***ing moment to appear.
goddamn it. why cant you just MATI and leave my msn alone!!! die die die!!!
*eyes shooting laser at the computer screen*
crap. crap. crap.
damn stoopid.
before clicking on it, i told myself "it's a virus".
one (milli)second later, *click*
and all hell breaks loose.
i thought i KILLED it. but nope. apparently it's still around.
lurking behind my files and folders. waiting for the right f***ing moment to appear.
goddamn it. why cant you just MATI and leave my msn alone!!! die die die!!!
*eyes shooting laser at the computer screen*
Sunday, September 02, 2007
for a moment there, i was considering of curling up in my bed, hugging my pillow with the comforter wrapped nicely around me with the sound of the rain pit pat pattering on my window and just lie there. lie there with not a care in the world. just lying.
i could have done that if i had finished my assignment yesterday which i so planned to. but the best laid plans have screwed up. instead of finishing up and having a day of utter bliss just lying on my bed with my ipod for company, i youtube-d.
i was youtube-ing instead of assignment-ing.
and let me say this, youtube can be damn addictive. i have watched this video a few times last night because it's frickin' hilarious.
and since i'm so nice, i'll give you the link. quickly tell me i'm nice so i can give myself a pat in the back. wtfudge.
*click*
i could have done that if i had finished my assignment yesterday which i so planned to. but the best laid plans have screwed up. instead of finishing up and having a day of utter bliss just lying on my bed with my ipod for company, i youtube-d.
i was youtube-ing instead of assignment-ing.
and let me say this, youtube can be damn addictive. i have watched this video a few times last night because it's frickin' hilarious.
and since i'm so nice, i'll give you the link. quickly tell me i'm nice so i can give myself a pat in the back. wtfudge.
*click*
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