Sunday, March 29, 2009

what are your priorities?

one of mschai's favourite quotes,

" There are two kinds of evil people. People who do evil stuff, and people who see evil stuff being done and don't try to stop it."
Janis, Mean Girls

Thursday, March 26, 2009

This is uni.

I love my Micro lecturer.
She's Russian you see,
Her accent so heavy I thought i walked into a foreign language class by mistake on my first day.

Her sarcasm/humour so rich with Russian cynicism, I've crowned her my favourite lecturer of the semester.

and this is how she ends her emails.

'Assignment 3 is due on 9 April (previously due on the 2nd). Have a life till then.'

Regular blokes with heavily tinted american twangs just don't cut it for me no more.

i'm beginning to like everything geeky and exotic.
;p

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

bzzbzz.

I'm buzzing from the coffee.

i'm all nervy right now.
not good.

this is where i like to spend my afternoons,
if i'm not caught up in uni
'networking'.



'one of my many attempts to get my life in order'

Sunday, March 15, 2009

just in case.

the white tents beckoned,
i couldn't help myself.

instead of getting on the #1,
i ran pass crowds, peering curiously over shoulders,
queuing in lines 15 minutes long, making desperate calls for company, running pass crowds, tripping over feet for the chocolate booths.

eggplant panzerotti, ensaimada, gundowring raspberry ice cream, persian fetta, and passionfruit biscuits.

if only i didn't already have my coffee in the morning.
brews were going for $2.

today morning, i woke feeling like it may be my last.
every penny, every calorie, every minute spent was worth it.

so much for '-STUDY-' penned like this in my diary.
(melbourne food & wine fest)

Saturday, March 14, 2009

dy/dx.

I had to google up 'chain rule and product rule'

and i learned how to work out derivatives from a youtube video.

God bless these kind souls.

my math is so messed up.
see, this is what uni does to you.

Friday, March 06, 2009

my other self.

pol.i.tics
The art or science of government or governing, especially the governing of a political entity, such as a nation, and the administration and control of its internal and external affairs.


spare me a moment,
i'm not the greatest writer,
but i'm finally coming out as an aspiring socio-political commentator.

so far all that i've ever had courage to write about in the open are vague memories,

but no more,

i've recognised my need for an avenue to channel out of my frustrations, opinions on the latest political drama, observations from my latest readings,
so, this post marks my 'new' blogging self.

please feel free to criticise my latest musings,
kind or harsh it may make me who i am 20 years down.
and perhaps i will have you to thank for it.

hokay.
maybe in a moment of delirium i've decided to put this up,
i do hope i'm not too ashamed to display my idealistic nature for those peering/judgmental eyes of yours.
for this post to remain here for more than 24 hours will be quite an accomplishment.
wish me luck!

and now, i'm off to *c*.

i recommend,

you know how some indie bands sound like they're trying too hard/'different', they're bordering annoying?

you've got to check out 'stars'

i'm not the most updated music junkie around, so you've probably heard of them going around already.
but to that dearestdearest friend of mine in cananda, please go check them out!

and i've got to thank mh for this one.
how could i not have listened to you earlier?

lesson learned : )

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

shot myself in the foot.

i cannot believe i passed on coldplay.

after all that talk (i remember that conversation i had with you rafah!) i managed to convince myself that watching them in a huge stadium setting for $140 was not worth it.
i brainwashed myself with the following line:

'when i make my first million,i will fly to wherever they are performing, or maybe fly them to me.'

what was i thinking!

as if they're going to play in a smaller venue la.

stupidstupidstupidstupid.

if they ever come to a city near you, don't you dare repeat my mistake.

stupid.