Not Another Day.

coffee drop off's, 'let them eat' too pretty to eat cupcakes, well wishes from over the seas work better than Red Bull :D

Thank you for making what was supposed to be an insignificant 22 special :)

A Mouthful.

What a day! A morning of frantic studying after a fitful night in bed praying for mercy for an afternoon paper, then the very much dreaded open book exam, walking into the exam hall with Einstein like classmates carrying a feet high worth of material and books I've never seen in my life! (which to my surprise disproved my initial hypothesis of a correlation between amount of material and level of intelligence), a basketball showdown between our econs lecturers + honours crew, watched the God forsaken slovakia vs NZ soccer match thinking it was going to be the Brazil vs North Corea game, leaving 15 minutes into the second half to check out the ball of flame at the Fed Square, then celebrated with the New Zealanders their goal at the 90th minute at the Transport Bar.
I couldn't have asked for a better day : )

Mates.

Background:

Simon: Paul Samuelson was once challenged to name one proposition in all of the social sciences which is both true and non-trivial. His answer was comparative advantage.

Now, my answer, though I'm not Samuelson, would have been the VCG Mechanism.

* * *

At this point, my mind drifts away to the man boob jokes, the excessive porn-age I've been forced to listen to, tofu burger wagers on the footy attendance, and paying out the white boys who don't do bubble tea.

What, Week 11 already?
I'm missing first semester already : (

P.S. I've only recently realised I've got a lot of 'Simon Says'. I shall make a formal introduction of this mysterious Simon person at the end of this semester : )

You've got to meet my friend, Dave.

At the Honours computer lab.
Background chatter: How pushing back assignment deadlines = rent seeking

Me: I'm sick of all this Economics talk. I need to befriend more blondes.
Dave: Oh. (stares into computer screen). Oh right. Dumb blondes you mean. Whoops, that was redundant.
Well, I've been hanging out with dumb blondes. (stares intently at me) And she doesn't even look like one.

OOH BURN.

One Year Too Late.

Drunken Stupor.

Best 'Hangover' Cure - Brekkie at the local with the locals + summer flavors on an autumn morning + Canadian goodness : )

That's Vicky and Jas not looking their best!

Fool Me, Fool Me.

T*: I'm working tomorrow
Me: Oh yeay!You got your job back!
T*: You know, I'm working at a new store.
Me: WHAT?! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME! (our #4 relationship obligates immediate sharing of news as big as this!)
T*: I thought I did. Country Road. 50% staff discount. and I'm going to negotiate with my manager for a $500 clothes allowance.
Me: NO WAY! (secretly envious, but already buttering up for favours!)

T*: Hey, you know its 1am on the 1st of April .
Me: Huh? So what?
T*: April Fool's!

A 33% discount at FCUK isn't too bad either.

I've never been so relieved that the mid sem break is finally here!
Drink up!

TGIF.

I'm so relieved the weekend's here!
I've finally handed in my research essay topic proposal.
I'm more than happy to discuss utility maximisation functions with you, if you'll like to hear about my foray into the alien world of political economics.
BTW, utility maximisation functions is just economic speak for

'happiness'.

To make you regulars feel more inferior than you already are to greyhaired milton friedman wannabees'.

For now, I'll treat myself to a leisurely stroll in the park and maybe, a swim after.
and maybe,
Perhaps I'll sneak in a 8 hour sleep tonight.

Your Turn!

The insides of my ears are all crusty.

Now, that's all you have to guess where I've been and what I've done today.

Chalking up the obscure posts count as we go! :)

Okay, fine, for safe measure, here's another:
Fibreglass or Foam, Width, Floatation Device.

and that my friends, is all you have!

An Education.

The Story of My Summer.

Lesson 1:

Family as I count,
More numerous than thought,
Vanishing blood distinctions,
Bound by past, present and future collisions.

Lesson 2:

A commitment.
Emotions obligate,
To walk, to run, to work out together our fates

Lesson 3:

Hands that are dealt,
Play with intelligence and stealth

Lesson 4:

Independence as much as we strive,
Accomplishments to feed our burgeoning pride,
The fall from world's grace we slave to stave,
All counts as lost at the grave.

life in reverse.

I had such a HOOOT tonight tris.kyn.

Reversing into traffic + driver apologising when we were to blame + yelling at the sight of 30cm long rats (strange the policemen 30 metres away didn't come running in our direction when my shriek pierced through the humid air) + walking into oncoming traffic + attention seeking laughter (this dude I know was definitely checking triskyn's long limbs out - PJ's too small).

nyehehe. another 48 years and we're one step closer to that wii room!

next time: ss2 glass noodles + fly kite + boston!

: )

random visits at random hours are the best-est! (in the spirit of being back in Malaysia)

Its good to be back!

amanians
taylorians
melburnians

the conversations, the company : )
2 hours - delayed arrivals, ex b*ing, study load whinging
3 hours - whirlwind of affairs, favour!
3 1/2 hours - corporate slavery, tattoo, surprise homecomings!
4 hours - birthday boy, blame the indecisive

Day 1

Nasi lemak with pork curry
50 cents doughnut from market
yau char kwai
yau char kwai with red bean
KOPI AIS SATU BANG!
yam cake
lo shi fun
ais kacang
hainanese chicken chop
GAL PALS FRIENDS FOREVA XOXOXOXO

: ))

Not for the Faint Hearted.

I finally braved myself to clean up my 'links' list.

Left unchanged for the past 4 years, names were interspersed with intentional spelling errors, and block letters in between to add 'edge' to what appeared then to my 16 year old self as sedate Times New Roman typography.

Now, what took me this long.

Even if it was 5 letters, every link held a story.
Its display style, the order (only alphabetized much later, didn't want accusations of playing favourites to hold!) and doh the blogs itself.
Others have moved on, deleting, leaving blogs stagnant, but I held on.
Well twentygasptwo calls for adultdoom, so I've clicked the memories into oblivion,
and marching on forward!

Oh, but there's those special few I'm stubbornly clinging on for dear life.
To remind me of how good it once was :)

Though I must add, very much against adult etiquette, I was very tempted to entitle the links column,wait for it,

FRIENDS4EVA.

Its eating me alive.

Never wear heart on sleeve,
Odds against, why risk the tease.

Observation.

How does one explain the baby photo profile/display picture on social network phenomena?

a. To serve as a reminder of the 'good times'
b. A sign of times, physical mutation with aged ugly people as a result
c. Some 'creative' soul put up a funny and the rest of the facebook population thought it was cute to copy

An observation at 1.17 am, an hour after TEE's TWO-TWO!

toss and turn.

many sleepless nights ahead.

Bitter.

I know who I want.

you suck.

I want a girlfriend who'll buy me norsiah's and make me lemon sorbet with the ice cream maker I bought her too : (

you lucky *toot*

gah hormones/stress levels playing up.