medusa
Anzac day we gathered at Wendy's and lounged before deciding in quite an impromptu and indecisive fashion to lounge at pete's.
While at wendy's, she felt like playing with her hair tongs and fashioned me into a medusa. Amusing at the time but then the next morning I woke up at 8:30, spent 5 minutes thinking how close that was to 9:00 (when I have to get to the appointed location) and saw the mirror and said.. ah.. *sigh*. I used many hair pins that day. And I lost many hair pins during the day. And I was so tired.
Trying to change my neurological path meant that I accepted a very last minute invite to opera bar from sean. Changing neurological path was only half successful as I opted to spend all my money. yay.
For further comment, you may contact me. But I woke up again at 8:30 this morning and thought ... ah... *sigh*. And the weather is cold! Buu..
Re: movie night
Dear All, Wendy requested that I make a special post to note the movie night occasion that happened like on Easter Saturday.
I think Wendy should write this post. The Ice Queen was such a dodgy dodgy B grade flick. It really made the night memorable because of the cringe factor and classic corny one liners "I'm not a hooker! I'm a law student!"
Pat's bye bye
Pat had a farewell at karaoke because he's going on Holiday. Hrmm i'm just wondering who invented this farewell for holiday rule anyway.. I mean I like it - but it's not like the person farewelled (to go on holiday!) won't ever see you again (in a state of drunken stupor!) Ai Yah. I know i know, i was honto ni honto ni gone...
but now that I'm not hungry, hung over or sulky in intense pain anymore, let me go over some of the things I remember. My memory sort of fails after Nat kindly added a double shot of jim beam into my vodka cola.. And afterwards.. like way afterwards when Mike had to deal with me walking around George st, missing my bus, eating maccas and then finally catching the bus again - i was starting to feel jealous that Ceilia just fell asleep and got carried home. Oh and in macca's i went to the bathroom and somehow I got my fingers caught and hurt by the locking things. BUu.
Oh and i was slapping jim on the back too much and he threw up. (sorry sorry my fault) But jim, you're heaps stressed.
Actually I can't remember that much. BUT I want yum cha soon. *waves**joyce skips off*
(Also, i don't want to smell or taste jim beam for a long time)
I also looked at
anna's blog lately and there were some interesting things. Anna, let me just say, I am more abnormal than you! hahahaha but i just didn't like the picture. I'm less likely to be a psychopath and more likely to be addicted to hand sanitiser. hrmm.
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mornings
Things to report? My long absence has been due to stress and another series of unfortunate moods. And there's not much to explain there if you know me well enough.
But yes, I've been super grumpy due to the howling winds at night time, and if i ever told you I was a morning person - well, I'm definitely NOT a morning person. I do hope that one day I'll be able to go dragon boating at 9am on a Sunday but I should aspire to that as a long term goal.. of course if Laura comes or other people come, then .. well no I can't promise..
Anyhow I haven't gotten over my hyper-sensitivities. Contrary to what I thought, the crazy howling winds did not manage to exhaust negativity and insecurity by generally tiring it out of me. No, I realised today at the hairdressers that even reading articles on other stoic lives could trigger tear sprouting. (I also read about bears who live in captivity and constant pain because they have a permanent wound to extract some fluids from their gall? I love bears. *sniff* And donkeys. And dogs. Oh and people. - Yes priority in reverse order)
Before this I was spending the day in the typical asian way! *yay*~ Okay, so tartan is really a scottish thing but it has such a strange unshakeable asian vibe. I don't care if it's unfashionable! It's autumn! But no I was quite happy to hum [Eternally by Utada) to myself aloud. Suddenly,as it would happen, my net bank access got barred which surprised me. I spent 10 minutes telling LIB boss about how I was blocked and oh I forgot both my secret password question answers and the fact scenario just spiralled to the point where I wondered whether I should really be making such unimpressive self-confessions.
Having said that, do I sound clever? *grins* *laughs* I know some people won't answer because they'd otherwise fear for their life. Like yesterday when I went to visit Jim, and then Holly came to visit Jim, and we were talking about flakey make up, and I said 'If I had flakey make up, would you tell me?' and Jim said, 'You're question is more like, do I want to die? Hell no!' (useless!) A random person was trying to say my voice sounded clever. Having said that, I talk a lot and mostly to people of non-English speaking backgrounds(?) hence it must be an inaccurate reflection. But really, do I sound weird? - like when you talk to me, why do you mimic my voice? That's mean..
Also, University is really taking it's toll on me. It's even more depressing when younger men start miscellaneous chatty conversations. I mean, some would say it takes courage for a boy (yes I switched to the use of the word 'boy') to suddenly leave their crowd to chat to a lone girl who thinks aloud... but I think that's no longer the case, boys are just showing off to other boys. It's making me think of Jane Austen and the idea of spinster-dom. *laughs* and Mr Collins... *double laughs*
