Teaser?

Yep that's right ! A month full of blogging ! That's 30 days. Starting from this Wednesday (1st of May). Will I be able to do it ? Or will I fail....epically ? Only time can tell. So stay tuned !
This whole blogging 'event' was actually hosted by a blogger. And she's spreading the word. I got the word. And now I'm spreading it ! You can visit her blog by clicking on the badge. The one up there. Yes the picture.
There are no specific rules or penalties. Just have fun. I kinda wanna give it a go. Since I'm not sure how I'll be spending my nights from today onwards. Since My Kitchen Rules ended. Congratz to Dan and Steph from Queensland, by the way !
A topic has already been prepared for each day. All we have to do is blog about it. This should be fun. I copied the rules and topics from her blog in case you're all curious about it !

Here are the rules:

1. There really aren't any rules. If you miss a day, you can make it up or skip it. The blog police will not come knocking.

2. I will be including a linkup option at the bottom of my post each day, so you are welcome to leave your links here for others to peruse, as well. 

3. You can still post other things every day, too. I plan to do normal outfit posts, life posts, around-Austin posts, and sponsor posts just like usual.

4. I'd seriously love you if you also include the "blog every day in May" button (below) either on your sidebar or at the end of your posts, but again, the blog police will not come knocking. My main goal here is to get us all back to the basics of blogging, not to gain a million new readers (though I wouldn't mind that). 

5. Here are the topics. You can be as creative and awesome or as boring and bland as you like with these. Take 'em and run with it. Use creative post titles. Interpret each "prompt" however you like. There's no wrong way to do it. Have fun.

Day 1, Wednesday: The story of your life in 250 words or less (or one paragraph... no one will be counting your words... probably)
Day 2, Thursday: Educate us on something you know alot about or are good at. Take any approach you'd like (serious and educational or funny and sarcastic)
Day 3, Friday: Things that make you uncomfortable
Day 4, Saturday: Favorite quote (from a person, from a book, etc) and why you love it
Day 5, Sunday: Publicly profess your love and devotion for one of your blogger friends. What makes them great? Why do you love them? If you don't have blogger friends, talk about a real-life friend or even a family member
Day 6, Monday: If you couldn't answer with your job, how would you answer the question, 'what do you do'?
Day 7, Tuesday: The thing(s) you're most afraid of
Day 8, Wednesday: A piece of advice you have for others. Anything at all.
Day 9, Thursday: A moment in your day (this can be just a photo or both a photo and words)
Day 10, Friday: Most embarrassing moment (s). Spill. 
Day 11, Saturday: Sell yourself in 10 words or less
Day 12, Sunday: What do you miss? (a person, a thing, a place, a time of your life...)
Day 13, Monday: Issue a public apology. This can be as funny or as serious or as creative as you want it to be.
Day 14, Tuesday: Ten things that make you really happy
Day 15, Wednesday: A Day in the life (include photos from throughout your typical day - this could be "a photo an hour" if you'd like)
Day 16, Thursday: Something difficult about your "lot in life" and how you're working to overcome it
Day 17, Friday: A favorite photo of yourself and why
Day 18, Saturday: Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt.
Day 19, Sunday: Five of your favorite blogs and what you love about them
Day 20, Monday: Get real. Share something you're struggling with right now.
Day 21, Tuesday: A list of links to your favorite posts in your archives
Day 22, Wednesday: Rant about something. Get up on your soapbox and tell us how you really feel. (a pet peeve, a current event, a controversial topic, something your husband or roommate or neighbor or boss does that really ticks you off)
Day 23, Thursday: Things you've learned that school won't teach you
Day 24, Friday: Your top 3 worst traits
Day 25, Saturday: Something someone told you about yourself that you'll never forget (good or bad)
Day 26, Sunday: Something you read online. Leave a link and discuss, if you'd like.
Day 27, Monday: A letter to your readers
Day 28, Tuesday: Only pictures
Day 29, Wednesday: Five songs or pieces of music that speak to you or bring back memories. Use Grooveshark or YouTube to include them in the post
Day 30, Thursday: React to this term: Letting Go
Day 31, Friday: A vivid memory

I'm really looking forward to it. And I pray that I will be able to complete this challenge. Just like how I went through Lent without soda. (and am still going without it ! #win)
This will be the final post of  Season 13 : My Ephemeral Life. Not that anyone is keeping track or anything. And May will be a special OVA ! Lol.  I like how that sounds ^_^

Listening to SING - My Chemical Romance
ULCER ATTACK ! TK

power.of.words

For all you non-Aussies,
tomorrow is Thursday.
But more importantly,

it's ANZAC Day.
What's ANZAC Day ?
Let's see....

ANZAC stands for
Australian and New Zealand Army Corps.
Yes, a day for the soldiers.
But not so much about the ones that are risking their lives in Afghanistan,
and more about the ones that are already.....
The ones who...during the Gallipoli campaign,
to be more specific.
What's the Gallipoli Campaign ?
Let's see...

It was 'Australia's First Test'.
Or in other words,
it was our first war since our independence.
It occured around early 1910.
And we failed....epically.

We sent around 15 thousand soldiers to Turkey.
1 Word : Manslaughter.
The ANZACs reaches the port at the foot of a hill.
The Turkish soldiers were waiting on top of the hill.
It was like playing an easy level of Angry Birds.
And just like the game.
The Turkish had infinite retrys.
As long as they kept us at bay.
So 'we' fought on for 8 months.
Before using some sneakish tactics to escape.

So....we failed our first test.
Not to mention the ANZACs were all volunteers.
I quote :
"Poor boys died for nothing."
So why are we celebrating ANZAC Day based on a failed mission ?

Beats me.
But it was something about fighting for what we believe in.
And also for honouring all those who ....
All I know is.
This is practically more important than Australia Day.
For true blue Aussies,
ANZAC Day is about bowing your head and respecting the fallen
while Australia Day is about watching free fireworks at the park and getting drunk.
Yep, that sounds about right.
I've already saw the drunkards.
So it's time for me to see the head-bowing Australians.

Every school has a special ANZAC assembly too.
Mine had one too.
Oh that awkward moment when you don't know how to sing your national anthem.
Can I still call myself a PR ?
Ok, well I did find some China students staring at me.
I reckon they thought I knew how to sing it.
Truth is, I've never even heard it before.
Unlike in Malaysia,
where they broadcast is every morning before school begins for your torturous pleasure.
Some students in my Math class claimed not having heard (or sang) the Australian National Anthem for about 6 years.
I did Youtube it once.
But the lyrics and sound effect on my phone were too misguiding for me to take it seriously.
And so.
Awkard moments will be awkward.

Back to the topic.
Power of Word.
'Dat Grammar.
Learned it from Persona.
Soooo....yeah.
Since most of my readers (and stalkers) ,who actually
read what I type and are not in this for blog-walking and self-promoting,
are from Malaysia,
I might as well ask this question.

"Have you ever been glad you can speak 3 (or even 4) languages ?"

Chinese (and it's endless dialects), English, Malay and sometimes even Hindu ?
I myself feel quite happy that I was forced into learning 3 different languages.
I mean think about it.
You're Chinese (well...most of you) so it's only normal for you to be able to speak Chinese too.
Different dialects for brownie points.
Then, you can speak English.
Which is considered a global language.
With English, you can communicate (hopefully) with people from all around the world.
Not bad, English AND Chinese.
But that's not all.
You know Malay !
'Cuz you're from Malaysia !
And I consider Malay as one of those
'I'll-never-learn-it-if-I-had-a-choice' language, no offence.
I mean how many people who AREN'T from Malaysia,
actually got interested in learning Malay.
Very few I suppose.
I mean, the amount is still considerable.
But other languages such as Japanese and Korean would probably,
and have probably already dwarfed it.
Once again, no offence.

So let's sum it up !
I know English, Chinese AND Malay.
And I know you'll never learn Malay in your whole life.
So that's a bonus for me.
I can talk bad things in your face,
and you'd just be staring blankly at me.
Ahh yes...
The power of words.
Or rather, languages.
Look, quantity over quality, ok ?

On a totally UNRELATED note,
heard about the Boston bombing ?
3 people...errr.... you get the idea.
One of them, in case you haven't heard,
is a Chinese uni student.
Her identity was the last to be revealed among the 3.
Because relatives demanded her information be kept confidential.
But of course,
in the end,
it still got out.
Why I decided to bring her up was because of a very tiny detail.
She was going to watch a marathon with her friend.
Death seemed so far away.
In her everyday carefree manner,
she got up, had breakfast, and went out.
The extremely ironic part is,
she took a picture of her breakfast,
and Instagram-ed it.
Nothing fancy.
I don't remember what she had,
but it didn't sound too appetising.
So she uploaded her picture
with a tiny quote.
"My Wonderful Breakfast"...
And then she....err....

This kinda reminded me how the unexpected always catches us off guard.
Oh great.
I'm starting to sound like one of those testimonials from Our Daily Bread...
What I'm trying to say is...
YOU ARE NEVER SAFE WHEREVER YOU GO.

YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T AVOID A POTENTIAL BOMB RESTING PEACEFULLY INSIDE A PRESSURE COOKER RIGHT NEXT TO YOU WHEREVER YOU ARE.
AND THE EXPLOSION WILL FOREVER LEAVE YOU LOOKING LIKE ANIKIN SKYWALKER WHEN HE LOST THE FIGHT AGAINST OBI WAN AT THAT REALLY HOT AND BIZARRE VOLCANO PLANET AFTER STRANGLING HIS WIFE TO THE POINT OF CHILDBIRTH....AND DEATH...

Happy ANZAC Day =D

Listening to GO WAY GO WAY - FoZZtone

Digitally Empty,

TK

term1nate.

Say babai to Term 1 of the school year.
And HELLO TO THE HOLIDAYS PERIOD WHERE YOU ARE GIVEN TIME TO FINISH ALL YOUR UNDONE HOMEWORK ! !
It's gonna be a blast !

But I guess I shouldn't be complaining so much
and just enjoy what little time I have.
Live (myridiculouslyshort) life to the fullest, y'know ?
Of course, you would.
If you were me right now,
you'd be doing some really interesting thing right about now.
But lookie at what I'm doing.
Doing homework *laughs*
No really, I'm doing my homework during the holidays.
I have so much to do *whines* #pitytears

Aside from my boring homework, I'm still trying to look for something fun to do.
Hopefully it won't be too time-consuming.
But chances are, I'd probably be stuck at home.
Watching episodes of My Kitchen Rules every night.
My favourite teams are all eliminated.
And the show's ending this week.
And then 'Homework' would be at the top of my
'Funnest Things To Do During Holiday'-list.

Oh but I did visit Curtin University yesterday.
And by Curtin University,
I actually mean Curtin University's Library.
Oh yes, something almost interesting enough to talk about.

So yeah, I followed one of my church friend,
who just so happen to be my neighbour,
to her uni. CURTIN ~~
Now as many of you know, I have always DREAMT of going there.
It's not really a dream dream.
I mean, I just like how it looks better than UWA.
Ok so back to the story.
I tagged along with her because she had to do her assignment
and attend her fitness classes in the evening there.
(no. She is not obese)
As for me, I just went there to explore.
The State Library gets a little vanilla after going there every week.

As soon as I got down from the train (waiting for the bus),
I started feeling all creeped out.
We were standing in a long line waiting for the bus to Curtin.
And my friend said 'And this is where Curtin students display themselves'.
We were all standing in a line.
Waiting for the bus.
At the corner of a bus station.
Located smack dab in the middle of a busy highway.
Yep, definitely on display.

Standing there with all those 'smart', 'accomplished', 'important' young adults.
I really felt like screaming :
"I'M NOT ONE OF YOUUUUU."
Dunno why.
Just a feeling at the bottom of my guts.
That feeling of uncontrollable anxiety.

Things got better as I got into the bus.
We got to the campus bus station.
Yep, so far so good.
Then, we went into the library.
A BIG library.
And the tension doubled.
Everyone was either doing assignments or studying.
OR doing a really good job pretending to.
I felt that my High School-level books were puny and insignificant.
Compared to the stuff they were reading and writing.

By the time we got to the 3rd floor,
which is the SILENT part of the library,
I was practically starting to pull my hair out.
I felt COMPLETELY out of place.
'What am I doing here ?'
I ask myself.
We passed by some tables,
and some students would stop what they're doing,
and give me a moment's worth of staring,
before returning their attention to their thick, thick, THICK book.
It made me feel alienated.
100%.

So, we got a room (no, it's not what you think)
and did our own homework.
Everything was going smoothly.
Internet was INSANE.
until....I had to get lunch.
Walking to the elevator was already nerve-wrecing enough.
BUT LUNCH !???
Walk ALL the way to the elevator,
press the correct button inside,
walk out of the library,
get in line,
choose desired food,
pay at counter,
find seat,
sit down and eat,
stare at whatever's in front while eating,
continue for 30 minutes,
get up,
find garbage bin,
go back up,
find correct room.
MIND = BLOWN.
But I had to do it,
no one is here to spoon-feed me anymore.
GROW.UP.

But we all know something awkward always happens to me.
First I find myself walking around the whole cafeteria trying to find the line,
only to end up at the cashier.
Second, I don't know what do pick.
Lunch lady approaches,
I PANIC.
Chose weird "meaty" (which I'm sure is vegen) pie thing that
no one has bought yet and also overpriced.
Don't know where the cashier line starts,
'cuz college students LOVEEEE to stand all around the place,
to make chatting easier.
Third, I find that I'm the only guy having that pie thingy.
And the only guy NOT to have a cup of coffee with me.
Well, at least I found a corner seat.
No one would give me that weird glance.
But if they did,
I'm sure they'd know I'm not a student there.
'Cuz I just bought something that no other student bought.
Which means I DON'T KNOW THE TREND THERE.
Gahhh. I'm so gullible.
Thank GOD Church Friend #1 texted Church Friend #2 to come check on me.
You see, they both signed up for the fitness class.

So I finished my 'meal', went back up.
They left for their class.
I was alone in the room for an hour.
And when you're alone in a room with super fast Internet connection.
You know what to do.
JUNIOR DOCTORS - YOUR LIFE IS IN THEIR HANDS.
Haha.
It's a documentary I found.
It airs on Sundays after My Kitchen Rules.
And I AM LOVING IT !

Don't get distracted....
*slaps self*
Nothing much interesting happened after that.
Took bus home.
Watched My Kitchen Rules.
Bought some screen protectors and a watch
for my iPod on eBay.
That's all.















NOW MORE ABOUT JR DOCTORS !
It's a real-life documentary
about several junior doctors
who have just graduated and are starting their work
at the same hospitals.
It's a British show and has spanned 3 seasons.
Season 2's first episode aired last Sunday.
And I found myself really enjoying it.
The cast (and hospital) changes every season so I didn't miss a single thing.

I guess I can say I was a little shocked when I watched it.
The episode was mostly about their first week at work.
And boy, did they SCREW UP.
I kinda had this mentality in my brain that doctors were perfect.
You needed excellent grades to study medicine,
you get rubber dummies for practicals.
When you graduate,
you're practically a pro.
But no, stereotype averted.
The Asian Jr Dr gave out confidential info on the phone,
because he didn't know about confidentiality....
The youngest Jr Dr kept on missing the cannulas,
PATIENT WAS PISSED.
There were also 'Aren't you a little to young for that' moments.
A female Jr Dr had to confirm a death on her first day.
One of the Indian Jr Dr was called into the crash team on his first day.
And don't even get me started on NIGHT SHIFT.

Overall, I really enjoyed the show.
I felt like it was made for TV but also quite natural at the same time.
It was very interesting to see things
without being too sugar-coated.
Raw and honest.
Ok now I'm getting hungry...
If you ever come to Australia (or England), definitely give the show a try.
Especially to those future doctors that I know ;-)

Well, time to hit the sack.
Tune in for more holiday updates.
Which I'm sure will just be as equally (or more) boring as this one.
Have a fun week !
Cheers (I'm Aussie !), mate !

Listening to Dualism of Mirror - Petit Milady

Bored and Enjoying It,

TK

indefinite.

#Before I begin.
Dear Abby,
if you're ever reading this.
I just want to tell you how much you were right.
There was NOTHING 3D about GI Joe 3D....
The only thing that was 3D (to me) was a sword and a slow-motion bullet flying towards me...
Also about the 3D subtitles ?
Well, there ARE no subtitles in Australia theatres !
I tried to be optimistic after reading your blog,
but what did I get ?
A sword and a bullet getting thrown and shot at me.

Ok. Back to the show. Today's main topic is......

If you don't know what this is.

Just go swallow a dead fish in your refrigerator...

Well to be fair, I didn't know about THIS until this week.

I heard it on the radio on my way to school and it REALLY sounded like a joke.

They said Dory was voiced by Ellen Degeneres which I did not believe.

I thought it was only a joke

because Ellen was actually in Aussie that time.

And the hype was INSANE !

Now to my expectations for this film,
I'm really looking forward to it.
I mean Finding Nemo WAS awesome,
although I kinda forgot everything that happened.
Except this.

Ok   I might have exaggerated on

this part.

But it does make sense.

Nemo didn't wanna stay in

some weird jelly plant for the rest of his life.

And I forgot about the rest.

Besides Nemo's dad setting off to find his son,

meeting Dory and teaming up.

Having fun jumping through the 

jellyfish field (OMG Spongebob Reference !) together.

Nemo gets stuck inside an aquarium.

That's all I remember.

I don't even remember the final scene.

But then I saw this.

And this.










I still remember Dory was a real happy-go-lucky fish.

I did not even remember said said those sad lines in the film.

But I guess everyone has a sad part of them that they constantly hide behind a smile.

Sometimes you just need someone to be there for you.

Unfortunately, Dory didn't.

And according to Wikipedia (unreliable source alert !),

Finding Dory is about an amnesiac (I never knew...) Dory finding her family.

That would DEFINITELY make a happy ending.

At least for me anyways (She's a BLUE fish ! How adorable is that ?)

THere's still a long way before the film reaches the big screen (2015...according to Wiki).

But I'm sure I'll still be super hyped up when the time comes.

Of course, it's does kinda look weird.

A uni (IF I EVER MAKE IT THERE) student jumping around like a 10-year old

about watching an 8-year old movie.

Unfortunately, while I was doing research (ON WIKI) for this film for this blog post,

I found out that Nemo's voice actor, Alexander Gould,

WON'T reprise his role.

Because of....puberty.

Lol. That's right. 

IT FINALLY HAPPENED.

A sequel was finally made (near impossible) because of puberty !

Search for new VA in progress, anyone ?

When the film gets released, 

it would've been more than a decade since I heard Nemo's voice.

I wonder would my brain feel whether the new VA sounds natural

or would it shout :

"THAT'S NOT NEMO !"

Haha. 

I'll have to stay away from Finding Nemo until then,

just to make sure.

On a completely unrelated note,

Monster Uni, anyone ?

Oh and ONE LAST THING.

I'm gonna go on a little hiatus (*gasp !)

for around 2 weeks.

Until my first term ends,

because I am currently being bombarded

by all sorts of assignments AND tests.

I really feel like a uni student now.

So just like any other 'uni' student,

we have to study.

I have to study.

Ok that sounded a little wrong.

Well, seeya peeps in a couple of weeks.

#I can't get that new Naruto Shippuden opening out of my head !

Listening to Niwaka Ame Ni Mo Makezu - NICO touches the Wall

Going to War,

TK

It.began.with.'a'

Enough about aimless blogging and emo entries.

Let's do positive today.

OHHHHH TODAY'S THE LAST DAY OF EASTER HOLIDAYS

WHYYYYY. WHYYYY LAHHHHHH.

I REGRET (&*(&%^&$)*(%&

Let's do something special and make someone's day today, shall we ?

Since someone did make my day, 

might as well continue the trend so that whatever weird blogosphere out there gets filled with joy and love COOKIES !

Today, I'm gonna talk about a special someone with initials 'A' (jangan perasan !).

Well, I dunno how to write good things about people.

So I'll just tell you all a story.

I remember (more than her anyways) seeing her in my first year of high school.

My memories of her are vogue, but I remember one scene vividly.

Back in the days, 

where we were all still munchkin-sized, 

back when Ai San was still a big bully to me (well, she still was, until last year),

back when we (or I) had not the slightest clue of what Form 6 would be like.

This story does not begin on a boat.

But rather, at a single-row car park.

More specifically, the drains in front of the car park space.

It was around 3pm.

We were suppose to be somewhere else.

We were gonna be in trouble.

But they never kept track of where we were.

So we just wandered.

And of all the places, we decided to chill on top of a drain.

(I'm having trouble explaining the situation with my terrible vocabulary #bearwithmeimdoingsomethingnice)

We were talking casually.

Something came out of my mouth.

It went into her ears.

She didn't like the flavour.

She stood straight, in front of me.

Without any warning.

Starting whacking me....like REAL HARD.

It was like slaughter !

Slaps were thrown.

Tears were shed.

Apologies were offered.

Ice Cream came next.

A Smile followed.

Then.....THE SLAUGHTERING CONTINUED.

No Ice Cream was received.

And that's how I came to fear and revere the being that is "A".

She really packed a punch.

Free for Interpretation =D

That's all the time I've got for today.

I'll tell more 'A' stories when I have the time.

Until then. 

Tata ~

Listening to Night To Remember - High School Musical 3

ProcrastinateD,

TK

Out.Of.gas

Prologue Message -
HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE !
Have fun with eating your chocolates and rabbits ~~
I wasn't joking about the last part.
People do eat rabbits over here.
It's been done TWICE in My Kitchen Rules.



I'm all out of love gas.
It sounds bad.
But it's actually a very good thing.

You see, this is the first year I was aware of the existence of Lent.
General Idea I got from it ?
Choose some food you like (but it's bad for you),
and stop eating it.
Simple enough right ?
That's what I thought.
And I wanted to have a little fun with it.
So I said to myself :
"Sure, sounds fun. Let's give it a GO !"

Choosing what I wanted to give up wasn't tough at all.
As soon as I thought "something bad",
I think SODA !
I've been having AT LEAST a can of Pepsi every night over here.
One of those things that just happen when you're living in a house full of men and you're mom isn't there to stop you.
Worse of all, your dad is encouraging you...

So I promised to give up soda until Easter (whenever that was).
And I'm quite happy with the results !
Although I started a few days late (ouch !) I still survived the soda-less month.
It's kinda tough to go without carbonated drinks (to make it sound more fancy) in Australia.
There's no teh tarik or chinese tea to pull you away from the temptation of evil that is SODAAAA ~
When you eat out here, you're expected to take whatever drink you want from the refrigerator (which means SODA) before you order your food at the register.
One does not simply ask for a cup of tea.
Ok fine, maybe one does.
But it's totally NOT worth it.
A cup of tea could cost up to $4.
That's like RM12 ?

Back to the topic of the day, I MADE IT !!! WOHOOOO !
Not a lot of people I know actually made it through so I'm glad I survived.
I could feel myself getting healthier as I pour myself a cup of OJ (STAPLE FOOD !) after dinner while I cringe at the sound of my brother popping open a can of soda.
I think it's OK for me to drink now, but I still wanna see how long can I go.
Hey, if I'm lucky I might even turn this into a habit !
And I could walk around and be a anti-soda advocate.

Well since I'm already on the topic of Lent,
I might as well talk more about Religion.
Since I don't blog about that very often (if ever !).
In my (new) church, it's basically Asian central.
Approx. 90% are Asian.
Approx. 60% (or maybe more) are Malaysian.
Approx. 30% (OR MORE) are Sabahans.
I don't know if it's a really really really good coincidence....
or this is all planned from the very beginning.
My study novel does say migrants love to eschew themselves in enclaves.

*Psst* If you don't get the bolded words I just used...then I'm getting smarter =D

So after every Sunday service,
people would swarm the Fellowship Room.
Ok I don't know what to call it.
A place where everyone eats, ok ?
So usually there's around 100+ people.
All cramped in a room.
It's very noisy too.
Long story short, I can't stand it.
Hearing so many people talk so loudly really makes me wanna say
"PELAJAR SILA SENYAP"
But of course, I can't.
Because I am not there anymore.
And they are not learners anymore.
They are people in their 50's.
Ready for retirement, just having a time of (loud) fellowship.

Since I couldn't stand it,
I leave.
I take my cup of tea and enter the sanctuary.
Yes, I broke the rule of not bringing drinks in.
But no one cares.
I take a seat at the back where no one from the Fellowship Room can see me.
I sit down and I just enjoy the quietness.
The children would be running around the place.
But that's alright.
They are kids.
Somehow hearing their laughter was a hundred times more tolerable
than whatever the adults had to say.
So I just sit there and watch.
I guess my introvert side is showing.
I just wanna sit there and do nothing.
I really feel exhausted after all the 'socialising' I did.

Then I see the kids playing on the 'Pope Chair'.
And I go "OMG Have you no reverence towards the Man in the sky ?"
But the kids were just playing around.
So I just watched.

In the end, I didn't really say much about religion, did I ?
Ummm....*awkward*
urrrmmmmm..... finding something to sayyyy....
Happy 2nd (?) Birthday to Jesus ^_^

Listening to Girl At Home - Taylor Swift

Introvertism kicking in'

TK

last.FRIDAY.night.

Right now, I'm waiting at the bus stop.

Waiting for my bus.

Bus Route 404 was suppose to arrive at 5.30pm.

It's already 5.34pm.

OH but here it comes…

So let me just get on the bus and continue…..

There was a Qantas Airline staff guy who got on with me.

When he got on, a water bottle dropped.

I took it onboard and gave it to him.

He said it wasn't his.

And now I'm stuck with a 'hobo bottle'.

Now where was I ?

Oh yeah, bus ride.

In case you don't know….yet

I'm taking the bus almost everywhere I go.

I guess going 1 month without a car did take its toll on me.

Some bus service within Perth's CBD is free.

We call them the CATs.

There's Red Cat (the one right outside my apartment).

There's Blue Cat (mainly around 'Chinatown' and the Lake)

There's Yellow Cat (I don't know what's this for. LOL)

Green Cat is coming soon too !

I love the CATs.

Bus rides which cost money can be paid with a SmartRider card.

You reload it with money and when you get on the bus,

just flash it across the scanner and BINGO.

No more long lines !

Students get $0.50 fee.

That's the main reason why I LOVEEE taking the bus here.

It's soooooo cheap.

And I'm saving the environment !

Well, compared to making Dad send me and fetch me from school everyday anyways.

I'm going GREEN ! Are you ?

Now more about the title.

Last Friday Night….literally.

I have a Vietnamese friend, Elle (not her real name).

Every Friday, we'd go to the city together.

Have lunch at the same Japanese restaurant every week.

Then move on to coffee at a cafe in London Court.

And that's where I fell in love with Mocha.

I know it might sound boring.

But it's a great way to de-stress after a hard (pfft…) week's work.

So this week, it was the same routine.

But with a tinnnyyyyy twist.

Before that, let's have a closer look at Elle.

She's a 2nd year student..

She has a group of friends last year.

Pretty tight.

But some of them graduated this year.

And the rest either go home (which is nearby) when they don't have class.

Or made new (white) friends.

Because some of her friends are already working, it's hard to get together…

But last Friday night, it happened.

They got together.

One of her friend, People Whom I Never Talk To In School #1 called her when we were having coffee.

They were around the corner and we were around the corner.

Contact was inevitable.

Then I hear her ask whether she could bring a friend along with her, then she said my name and I went '0_0'

More background on Elle !

Her group of friends (for that night anyway) was made up of 3 Malaysian guys and 1 Philippine girl who is dating one of the Malaysian dudes.

All 3 of the guys were hair-dying, ear-piercing, alcohol-drinking, curse-abusing dudes.

And I AM intimidated.

I'm a 'good boy' after all…

Normally, I'd back off and just enjoy my Friday night alone.

But Elle, who uses English to communicate because no one understood how to speak Viet.

wanted me to go along with her so bad.

You know, so she won't feel left out.

She knew I prefer English over Chinese vastly….

So I just said 'Ok' and tagged along.

We didn't really do much.

Just watch them eat.

I would've ate something, but I'm on a tight budget.

And I just used up my week's savings on lunch and coffee.

The had Japanese food (the same place me and Elle ate before).

Then, they had churros.

THEN they had bubble tea.

And to be honest, the bubble tea place was in a part of Chinatown.

The cafe doubled as a pool bar. Taiwanese-owned.

The smell was unbearable for some unexplainable reason.

I was there. 

With Elle. 

We were looking at a fashion magazine (her ambition is to be a fashion designer).

While the rest were drinking their bubble tea, chatting while occasionally cursing each other.

The girlfriend was holding a lighter and playing with the fire.

Me and girlfriend and Elle got out to get some 'fresh air'.

Then she pulls out a cigarette and started smoking.

It was getting late.

If I stayed out any longer for another dessert joint, I'd miss the last CAT home.

After minutes of aimless discussion, they decided to hit the girlfriend's house with a scary movie and a few bottles of alcohol.

Anddddd that's when I cracked.

I apologised to Elle and took my leave.

Unfortunately, I still missed the final CAT.

I waited for 30 min before calling Dad to pick me up.

Friday night well spent ?

I dunno.

I'm just glad my inner conscience pulled through before it was too late.

Will there be a next time ?

The rest of the week just felt like a bad hangover.

I didn't have the mood to even touch my books.

No trips to the library (which is why I still have loads of homework waiting)

I felt restless inside. 

I'm still a little restless right now.

But at least I can dive my head in all my books and assignments again.

Somehow, after what happened Last Friday Night,

I'm not sure how I'll ever deal with Level 1 Social Link friends drinking and smoking in front of me.

If I knew them better, then maybe I wouldn't mind.

Just like how I didn't mind Dad smoking and drinking like there's no tomorrow.

But then, I'm sure I'd end up automatically stepping away as soon as they take out a lighter from their pocket.

Oh how oh how will I survive Uni ?

I'm kinda being an insensitive b**ch right now.

I don't know what's wrong with my brain.

Maybe this is what being homesickness feels like.

An indescribable feeling that leaves a void deep down inside.

You reach into it to try and feel it but it just pushes you away.

And you just can't do anything about it.

It seems like I've accumulated quite a number of emo posts.

But that's the best part about it. Lol.

Blogs = Emo !

*fast forward to next day*

I overslept AGAIN.

And it's getting worse.

I woke at 6.55 yesterday.

7:05 today.

If I oversleep tomorrow, I'm gonna be in trouble.

Get ready for my first day late for class !

Not that it matters here…seriously.

If you haven't been late for a class here,

you don't belong here. LOL

Which is kinda true.

I DON'T BELONG HEREEEE !!

I told Elle about oversleeping 

and she said I've been quite laid-back this week.

Oversleeping… Not stressing out over my homework.

And then it hit me…

MY LAZY VIBES ARE BACK !

And I'm gonna be late tomorrow !!

No more library !?

Also my second English assessment came back : 22/25.

My first one was 24/25.

What I'm sad about is how I failed to copy and paste an essay I already did.

You see, our teacher would tell us what our title was.

And then we have like 2 weeks to write DRAFTTSSS and submit it.

She'd correct it again and again until it's perfect.

And then we just write it again on the day of the assessment within an hour.

And I failed at even doing so.

Maybe I''m really getting lazy =(

Only time can tell...

(also I feel extra guilty AND LAZY for stealing photos from Tumblr. But they're niccce =3 )

Listening to The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script

Restless & Lazy

TK

VENTilation

Ok it's about time for a venting blog post.
I mean this is what a blog is all about right ?
Writing about how you feel.
Knowing that cyber space is merely a pseudo medium with no real distance.
People can't touch you.
I'll be here blogging.
While my haters are getting stabbed and man-slaughtered by crazy invaders.
I don't know if I'll mention people specifically. So if I do, well... JUST HATE ME...

I don't really know what I'll write.
I'll just rant.
Because it's so much easier to type out what you're thinking about something on the spot.
Well. Here goes !

Ohhhh wait.
But before that.
A little thank you to Bri for your (extremely late) gift to me.
Although I do sense that if I hadn't gave
(And by gave I mean wrap it up in tissue paper and throw it at your head from the other side of the table)
you that gift to molest, you wouldn't have did it.
But then again,
I'm just playing 'hard-to-get'.
So here I am, crying my heart out with a .....
Thank You. You made my day.
And my days are not simply just made.
It requires luck, patience (which I don't have)
and a consistent line of happy things going on around me.

OK BACK TO RANTING....
Ever hear about only being able to choose 2 out of 3 things in a student's life:
Enough sleep, good grades and social life ?
Well, for some reason I'm getting half of each now.
My social life part is a little below average though.
I get around 7 hours of sleep on weekdays.
And everything in school is still easy so my grades are OKOK.

I spend my days in school from 8 till 6++pm
Anytime I'm not having class, I'll be in the library.
Unless someone told me to accompany them for something.
But those are just little boring stuff.
Last month, I attended a study course.
which teaches you how to study (go figure...).
One of the topics that the teacher touched was study timetable.
Which also means the time we spend on studying.
She told us to take it slow, because classes have just started.
But I'm already spending (maximum) 20 hours a week studying.
I wasted my weekends at the library.
Everyone said if we put too much into our studies, we'd crash and burn.
But I don't really feel that way.
In fact, I used studying as an excuse to escape from socialising.
I truly feel like those bespectacled Asian girls in novels who didn't blend in with the other kids and took a huge book with her to read everywhere.
Hmmm...maybe 'cuz that IS what I'm reading for my literature assignment.

Back to the topic,
studying helps keep me in check.
Mustn't make TOO many friends.
Or else everything is gonna go crazy again.
like last year.
Gosh...I cringe at some of the humiliating things I did last year.

Back to the mainer main topic,
I guess I won't crash and burn so easily when it comes to books.
(SUPER ASIAN POWER)
But I'm pretty sure almost everything about my social life is killing me right now.
I just had a massive breakdown last Friday.
Won't go into details, but it was the worse one yet.
My legs got crammed, I couldn't control my finger muscles and they bended in weird ways.
Couldn't see properly, eyes covered in tears.
Nose completely blocked off by the mucus,
everytime I swallowed my saliva, my ear to ummm... feel weird.
Also, all this happened on the floor,
simply because I haven't showered yet.

Honestly (because this is MY blog),
I don't really know why I cried.
I think it's an overstatement to say my life is miserable.
I have everything.
Phone, Clothes, Food, IPod, Bed etc
Oh but wait, where are the friends....
THe ones that I can actually touch,
the ones that are here right now.
What friends ?
Yes, so my social life sucks now.
Even going to church doesn't really cheer me up.
It just makes me feel even more isolated.
Therefore, I AM isolated.
I'm starting to hate crowds.
I feign disgust whenever I pass by a group of students or friends in school and in the streets.
I'm turning into a little monster.
Even mom said it.
Moms are ALWAYS right.

Everyone already know one another.
Who am I ?
Just another outsider who appeared out of nowhere.
Throwing my f***ing pride away for a few laughs.
Hoping my social links will level up.
I'm pathetic.
I don't think 'they' (whoever they are) don't even care.
Nope not even the slightest.
I know I'm exaggerating.
Life isn't that bad.
But emotions are clouding my judgement.
I do feel like I'm stuck right now.
I'm not doing anything.
Just 'studying' my time away.

To some people,
I know that I'm mean sometimes.
Which is probably what I've brought down onto myself.
But I don't really care anymore.
Because I'm just here to vent.
Nothing more, nothing less.

What I just typed out, I don't even know.
But I'll click 'Publish' anyway.
Gee. I hope the next blog post would be a bit more organised....

Listening to Impossible - Shontelle (Covered by James Arthur)

Depression sinks in.

TK

what.I.watch

Wassup ! *talks to invisible air*
I ran out of things that I wanna talk about to talk about.
So I'm gonna tell you guys about the TV I watch here in Perth.
Please keep in mind
I'm an Internet person, not a TV.
I mean, why force yourself to keep a certain time slot free
for your fav TV show
when you can just watch it ONLINE whenever you want.

Therefore, I don't really watch shows like
How I Met Your Mother, Big Bang Theory, Simpsons.
bla bla bla.
The shows I watch are a little hard to come by on the Internet.
Australian shows.
NO NOT HOMEANDAWAY
Don't judge my taste, 'kay ?
I just watch what I (emphasis on the 'I') like (or think I like).
And I'm not exactly the free-est person on Earth.

Currently, I'm only watching TWO shows using a TV.
(Luv 'dat HD !)
The first is MKR (short for My Kitchen Rules)

also I am addicted to the Opening Theme they're using.
Best Nights by Justice Crew.
Currently, MKR is the highest viewed cooking reality show in Aussie.
Beating Masterchef with twice the audience.
Yes, I am bragging.
I just don't like Masterchef Professional.
Too....professional.
I'd rather see normal housewives freak out at how much
they're dish is an epic fail.

Like I said, it's an Aussie show.
Not many people outside Aussie have heard of it.
Basically (in this Season), there are 2 groups.
Each group is represented by 1 team from each state.
1 Team comprised of 2 people from the state.
They must have something in common though.

Right now, I'm rooting for :

New South Wales childhood friends, Ashlee and Sophia.
They're the b*tches of the show.
Always criticising other team's dish.
Which is why I like them so much.
First, they're Asian.
Cambodian and Vietnamese.
Yeah I'm racist.
Sue me !
It's just so much fun watching 2 girls who talk bad about other team's
having trouble themselves with their dishes.
But in the end, they're quite capable.
They rank 2nd place in the first round
and have been safe from elimination so far.
I'm really surprised they could pull it off.

Apparently, the show has a habit of depicting Asians as villains.
Earlier in the show, New South Wales high school friends,
Jessie and Biswa we're extreme b*tches too.
Earning the nickname 'Spice Girls' from fans.
Thank God they got eliminated in the first round.
But we still have the other Asians.
No, I don't root for the Indian girls.
They were just too much....
even though I didn't watch their part of the show.
Wow, someone's being super racist today.
SUE ME !

The next team I'm cheering on is Sam and Chris.
They're cousins from Victoria, Melbourne.
I never saw them cook until today.
But they didn't do so good.
Stuff happened. Stove ran out of gas and stuff.
They're in the RED ZONE.
But I still want them to win.
Reason ?

DAT SMILE !

Seriously, all he needs are dimples.

And then he'll be perfect.

But he looked like he was gonna break down

and cry when the judges weren't happy with his dish.

Stupid Stove...

Gah I'm addicted to this show.

But I really hate it when someone loses.

Western Australia is on the losing end, by the way.

It's so sad to see people leave the show.

One of the team, Lisa and Stefano got eliminated last week too.

Lisa is 40, Stefano is 32.

+1 Cougar (there's another cougar still in the show)

What made it so sad to see them lose is because Stefano did this.

Lisa practically freaked out when Stefano said he needed to do something

before they served the food.

Then he kneeled down.

and took out the ring

in front of all the teams.

And they all 'awww'-ed.

And then they lost.

Gah ! This is like a tragic ending after a hopeful climax.

The other show which I'm watching is Please Like Me.

I found it on the Entertainment segment of the Newspaper.

They only broadcasted their first episode.

There's 6 in total.

So I told myself 'Why Not ?'.

Still too early to judge how good is the show.

But I think it's interesting.

The main character, Josh (right),

is played by himself (Josh Thomas).

An Aussie comedian.

He's 25 playing a 20-year old version of himself.

I think the plot is also loosely based on his life.

I look forward to watching more tomorrow night.

I'll blog about something more interesting next time.

When I actually think of something more interesting to blog about.

Right now, I'm just stuffed with homework.

I probably blogged just to escape all the math equations.

I know my blogging sux,

but it's my blog so BACK OFF.

Yes I'm looking at you.

No, don't look behind you.

I mean YOU.

Everyone's a critic...

TO : You guys in Sabah, please be safe. I don't wanna waste my July tickets on going home to visit your graves... I NEED SOMEONE TO GO TO ZENQ WITH !

Cheers !

Listening to Best Night - Justice Crew

Stressed out with homework,

TK