Friday, September 30, 2005

A special request.

Victor wants to me to tell the whole world that he's a nice person who's extremely good to me.



DVD reviews, Alessandro Nivola, and ghost captured on movie.

The Woodsman.



This is a very good movie. I'm not sure if it's available in Asia, given its very sensitive content. Anyway I really do not fancy Kevin Bacon, and for me to get this in the dvd store and watch it says a lot about how good it is.

Without giving away too much, it's a movie that challenges the viewers (gawd I love incorporating journalistic mumbo jumbo like this) to accept something unforgivable, and no matter how much a person regrets, repents, fights his inner demons and all of life's difficulties, there will ALWAYS be someone who never gives you a break.

Well, it's a strong performance by Kevin Bacon and I think it's about time people stop watching popcorn flicks and push their own envelops a little.


The Machinist is also another very good movie, starring Christian Bale. The Batman guy.



It is indeed, very Fight Club. Sans Brad Pitt and Edward Norton of course. The beginning, well almost the entire movie up to the ending, was boring. Filled with details EVERYWHERE and you don't really know what to make of it. And all will be revealed at the end and you go "WOAH..."

Conscience never looked this twisted.


Video rental stores always have this monthly magazine that tells you what's good to watch and what other new movies are coming out. I wouldn't mind watching this.




Apparently this is what I need to watch in October.



Riiiiiiiiight. Are you kidding?! Looks like a bunch of B/C grade releases. I have nothing against it, if the movie actually has a plot that's interesting enough.


Alessandro Nivola.




I wish he makes more movies. If you've watched Jerry Bruckheimer's Face/Off (I remember the SLASH), you would have seen him. You would probably recognise him.



I think he's the next Edward Norton. Those people who can act psychotic. =P



Tom Selleck.



You mean he's still making movies?! Well, my age was still a single digit when I watched "Three Men And A Little Baby" series.

That's Tom Selleck in the middle. Hmmm.. seems like he didn't age much.



That's the one with the creepy child/ghostly apparition with a gun in the corner. That freaked me out TOTALLY. My hairs stood on ends and I had to run to switch on the lights in my apartment just thinking about it.

Just go watch the movie and watch CAREFULLY. Blink and you'll miss it.


Conclusion? I like "The Woodsman" more than The Machinist. Go watch The Woodsman and The Machinist if you can.






Premature end, mundane life, and Christmas spirit.

It's my term break this week, which unfortunately is coming to a premature end since it's already Friday today. I have run out of things to write, bear with me here. There's nothing interesting going on, and part of me is glad that things are this boring. It's so mundane and predictable, so easy for one to slip into her comfort zone. It gives a little regularity and order to a person's hectic life.

So in simpler terms, things are peachy.

I'm the kind of person who craves excitement in life, the kind who wants interesting things to happen to lift me out of the ordinary. But predictability works for me too. I rather have a predictable day than one that is soooo exciting, it hits you like a bus. Yes, I'm a great ball of contradiction.


I rather have this:

11am - go to school
1 pm - lunch
2-4pm - school
5pm - home
7pm - dinner
10pm - bedtime

instead of this:

11am - wakes up from getting sloshed
1pm - lunch
1.30pm - receives phone call about my apt being on fire because I was too sloshed and left the stove on.
3pm - gets admitted to A&E because I tried to brave the fire and smoke to save my belongings
7pm - release after being treated for bruises.
8pm - dinner
8.15pm - neighbour comes over to demand I turn down the loud music, which is driving her mad
8.25pm - fight ensues when I refuse
8.45pm - trip down to A&E for more bruises
9.30pm - out to booze again



Oh, a piece of groundbreaking news. I got my ears pierced yesterday. Yes, this time without overthinking stuff and writing them off, I went and got my ears pierced. With the "help" of Jo, who insisted that "you are going to get them done anyway. So why not today?" despite me freaking out in the chair.


I freaked out when I signed the disclaimer thing.
I freaked out when I was asked to sit still on the chair.
I freaked out when she prepped me for the piercing.
I freaked out so much I closed my eyes shut when she did it.
I freaked out even more as she proceeded to do my left ear.

During the entire process, I was freaking out.
And now, I have succeeded in mutilating my ears! I have got them pierced.


Anyway it's never too early for the Christmas spirit. Really.




Especially when it's the end of September and almost 3 months early. Nothing like Christmas to lift your spirits up.






Japanese magazines, recipes and glorious bentos galore!

The long awaited post. THE post that I've been talking about.

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I love Japanese magazines. So colorful, and the whole magazine is crammed with pictures and words. Worth every penny.

Just looking at the pictures is already enough to make me happy, even though I can't make out what the mag is talking about.

Check this out!




And since I'm into cooking lately, I can't help but feel inspired to make Japanese bento, complete with being placed in the cute lunch box!





Should I ever succeed in making a delicious bento, I would be sure to put it in a lunchbox and wrapping it up true blue Jap style. In my honest and professional opinion, it's what make a bento a bento.


Look at that!!!



Yummy Bento #1 with tofu, eggroll, meat patty with mushrooms, broccoli and rice. Covers all aspects of the food pyramid! How impressive is that?!


Well, bentos are usually made from leftovers. It's good values, since we should never waste food when there are people who don't even have anything to eat. If you can't finish that much food, order/cook smaller portions or just takeaway/keep the leftovers.



But the astonishing thing is that they can even make leftovers look this appealing.


Handrolls from leftovers. It's so yummy!




What looks like crab cakes. Or is it croquette (potato cakes)? I think it's croquette.



*Sluuuuuuuurp*


For the health maniacs in us!



All veg and STILL absolutely delightful to eat. Well I wouldn't know but it sure looks that way from the picture.


Comfort food. Japanese style.



Once I've figured out how to read Japanese and translate properly, I'll give this a shot!


Oyako don!



Mmmmmm.....


I think this is katsu don.



If only I can cook better, then I won't have to eat rubbish like instant mee goreng and whatever instant noodles the local grocery shop has to offer.

Until then, it's the same old food for me. =/



p.s. Didn't expect this eh? ;)




Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Pop-ups, ads and how to get rid of them.

I wonder what's wrong with my blog. When I load it up to check my tagboard, ads will start popping up.


WHAT THE HECK!?


I seriously have no idea why the stupid pop ups appear. This whole page is mainly HTML, and I don't have flashy scripts that run when you load the page. I don't have any ads on my site, nor anything that will launch some stupid ads (I think).


If you know why, or have suggestions as to how to FIX this ONCE AND FOR ALL, please leave a message after the tone.






Skyrocketing phonebill and pretending to be nice.

--Revised version--

Fuck it.

Sometimes I think I shouldn't be the nice friendly caring friend that I am.

My phone bill just went up by 80+ dollars because my friend broke up, and needed all the comforting he could get.


Am I doing all this because I'm TRYING to be the nice person that people think I am, or I just do it because kindness just gushes out my ears?

Sometimes I really don't know.


Right now, I just have to pay the fucking bill.



Just had to share with the rest of the world.

At 2am in the morning, some things just crack you up.

3 Libras: says:
shiok

3 Libras: says:
wah my pore pack super a lot of pore shit came out

All that glitters is not gold. But they could be diamonds. 1 Long Island Iced Tea, please! says:
.......

All that glitters is not gold. But they could be diamonds. 1 Long Island Iced Tea, please! says:
NOT PORE SHIT LAH

All that glitters is not gold. But they could be diamonds. 1 Long Island Iced Tea, please! says:
blackheads

3 Libras: says:
shiok

All that glitters is not gold. But they could be diamonds. 1 Long Island Iced Tea, please! says:
i cut and paste this on my blog then u know

3 Libras: says:
HAhahahhahaha

3 Libras: says:
i donch minnnnd


I am sometimes, very easily amused.



Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Materialistic airhead.

I am coming across as such a materialistic airhead, I don't know what to say anymore.


"Don't judge me because of my hobbies."

As if.



Shopaholic strikes again, I HEART Chanel and all its glory.

Most people should know I abso-fucking-lutely adore shopping.

And most people should also know I have limited spending money since I have zero income. Money from parents notwithstanding. My mother says I'm the girl who willl earn 2k every month, and spend 3k. She doesn't know how I will survive when I start my working life.

I have no idea too.

And therefore I always have a "Things I would love to buy" list. A more complete list in my head. The list on the right hand side of this blog doesn't really count because I can't bring myself to write down all my wants.

It's embarassing. The amount of money involved is embarassing.


The list gets revised (read: shorter), because I lose interest in stuff. Mainly due to the fact that my rational side is telling me not to splurge when I have zero income. If I do strike the $18mil lottery jackpot, I will go nuts but right now, my list will just have to go through the elimination process.

Buuuuut... when my parents and family see me all listless (due to the death in interest), that's when they start the whole "let's cut a deal" phase. They will get me THAT thing I want, assuming it's a material object which most of the time it is, in exchange for NOT SHOPPING THAT MUCH for the rest of the year.

Usually, I last about 4-5 months before I start this glorious cycle again.


The beauty of it all.


The rest of the post will be about shopping. And guys, you can press Alt-F4 and leave right about now.



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I HEART Chanel. Yes, I truly do.

Those intertwining Cs are just so pretty and classy. It has gotten a hold of me. I truly adore it from the bottom of my bottomless heart and soul. I love it so much that I'm going to get my ears pierced. That's right, I love it THAT much.


That's my dream ear studs you are looking at right now.





Yes, the very ear studs that will make me, a girl with zero tolerance for pain of any kind, to get my ears PIERCED. Yes, for the sake of wearing them, I will punch 2 holes in my ears! Go on and laugh at how ridiculous it is, but the result will be worth it. All the bleeding, screaming, swelling and infection will be worth it.


Sounds like childbirth, doesn't it? Except that I don't get a baby at the end of it.


Pretty pearly Chanel-ish camellia belt!




*SWOOOOOOOON*



I can't stop gushing at just how pretty it is. I got all the photos from eBay so that's not me, and I haven't bought it yet. Relax and breathe..


Another pretty belt!




Got this picture from eBay.



But it sure is cute!


I don't wear belts by the way, since I can't be half-arsed to pick out my clothes in the mornings. Let alone choose AND buckle a matching belt. Throw on a t-shirt, zip up those jeans and I'm good to go.

But if I have belts that look this good, I don't mind waking 5 minutes earlier in the mornings. ^_________^



Chanel Ligne Cambon bowling bag.



This has been out for quite sometime. I've seen it in the shops for the past 3 years or so. The straps look a bit wonky in real life, but it is still nice.


*Swoooooooon*



What a cute bag! The website says it's a camera case. Why would I use this as a CAMERA CASE!? My camera will probably cost less than the bag. Sod it. I'll use it as a going-out bag. So adorable!


My birthday is coming.. my birthday is coming.. my birthday is coming!


The timeless bag. Chanel's quilted flap bag.



Use it when you are in your 20s, like Mischa Barton. And I'm sure you can still use it when you are 50. Yes, it's ageless.


My motto is to always get things that are timeless. Things I can use now, or when I'm working, when I'm picking up my kids from school (oh, the horror!), when I attend formal dinners, when I am 50. Provided that I take good care of things and they last that long. It's better than spending it on cool funky stuff that will go out in flames within the next 4 months. Like chunky beads.

Seriously, will you still carry your Roxy bags when you hit 30? People say LV bags are soooo over, but those bags go the distance. You can still take them out when you hit 50, and they last that long anyway.

That's what we call TIMELESS, baby.


Shiny patent shoes.



I love black shiny patent shoes. Gives the sleek look, even if you are in your jeans. Which would probably explain why I wear my black Marc Jacobs flats all the time. And I even got a spare black patent flats should my current one wears out. I love the shoe that much to buy it twice.


If given a choice, I will get the camera case (as if I will use it as one) and the classic flap bag.

*droooooooooools*


In the meantime, I have to return to Earth now. Or have a "heart to heart" chat with my parents.




Blogger is a piece of shit, and byebye Chanel goodie bag.

I typed the Chanel post, TWICE.

Yes, considering the length of it, it's hell of a job. You know why I have to type it twice? Because Blogger Booger stuffed it up. When I clicked on "Save Draft", I mean exactly that. Not publishing it, not editing it. Just saving it.

Instead stupid son of a shithead Blogger deleted my post. EVERYTHING WAS GONE.


Sometimes I truly detest Blogger.

Frickin' piece of shit.

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Went to the city today. Highlight of the day was when Ad told the Chanel people "No, we don't want the goodie bag."


HOLY $!$&#$^%*#^!(



In case you were wondering what the heck I was doing at Chanel 2 weeks in a row, yes, I went to ogle at my earrings again. And I managed to check out my "camera case". They didn't have the white one, and only the one in sandy beige, black and maroon (think the shade of pig's blood). It was ugly. And only the white one would have been truly beautiful.

Anyway, InStyle magazine had an event at the Chanel boutique today. They were handing out InStyle + Chanel goodie bags to all those who visited the store.

JACKPOT!!!!!!


So naturally, yours truly would have gotten one and be gushing, hugging and showering all my tender loving care on the Chanel paperbag 24/7 from now on.

And Ad had to say "No, we don't want the goodie bag."


Sorry, I'm that much of a cheapskate and I love cheap thrills like this. Who doesn't love freebies anyway?!


Chanel freebies ok!


In case you still don't know, especially you ADRIAN, I HEART CHANEL. That's the hugest font I can go. Please make sure you see this and remember the irreparable damage you've inflicted upon me. My heart is about to give up on me and STOP beating.

Oh be still, my aching heart.


p.s. ADRIAN YOU'D BETTER NOT BE LAUGHING, I TELL YA!




Monday, September 26, 2005

Skiving from skiving, more quizzes, hate Flash sites, dialup and stupid telco companies.

I am still putting together my post. The pictures are killing me. And while I was gathering materials for it, I had another thought/revelation/observation and started another brand new post. Totally unrelated, but yeah, now instead of 1 giant post with loads of pictures, I have 2.


Decided to take a break from it ALL, did more quizzes (!!).


You Are a Schoolgirl!

You're not quite as wild as a "kogyaru", but with your short plaid skirt
and silly white socks, you're still a sexual fetish object.
You can usually be seen hanging out in the girly section of the video game places,
collecting photobooth stickers of you and your friends. You may not be as innocent as you look.
Did those vending machine panties once belong to you?


Oh wow, sexual fetish object?! Vending machine panties?!?! The horror.
I hate photo stickers by the way.


Slow and Steady

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.

They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.

It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.

They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.


Yes I guess I'm the slow and steady kind, and usually just decides against something despite considering it from many angles. This is true.


And I checked out the website Victor sent me.


Honestly I hate these flash things. Usually I would just ignore every link sent my way. If it wasn't Victor who sent it to me and keep reassuring me that it's funny, I would never have tried to load it. Not only does it come in traditional Chinese, it took ages to load.





And by ages, I mean 1h 31min 31sec.





Of course I closed that page after checking the time it took. Frickin' hell. Now, I have wasted 1h 30 minutes of my short but spectacular life and NOT know what the freaking Flash thing was about.

$*&%^#%^)$*%*^#&!#


Yes I am still using prehistoric dialup, which explains the 52 Kbps you see on the screen. Now you can add me to your "People who still use dialup" list. I am not eligible for broadband because they want you to sign up for a 18mth plan. I do not have another 18 months in Sydney so I didn't take the contract.

Stupid telco companies. Now I'm stuck with snail crawling speed while the rest of the world is swooshing by in their supersonic internet connection.

I hate this.


The 2 posts are killing me. Pictures everywhere and I have to get the order right.

Frick.






All about him.

Just talked to his little sis. The one he dotes on the most.

Last thursday was his 100th day. His sis told me. The family went to visit and his parents were visibly upset. I am quite the 'kantang', I'm not sure what the 100th day means but I'm sure it is of significance according to the Chinese customs.

Apparently the family is not doing so well now. His car has been 'sold' to his cousin, his family have sold the shop they owned. I sort of knew where this was heading and said, "for retirement?"

She smiled and said no, and their dad is going to try and look for a job.

I got the full address where he is at, and now I can visit when I go back.


I don't know what to say or do in situations like this. As a dear friend, I choke up when I dwell too much on it. When I do think of him. When I see the photos he took with his friends.

Just how is his family coping, I can never understand.


In loving memory.










My dream ride and how machiavellian I am.

More quizzes... Yes, as much as I am against these quizzes, I am putting them up because I am not sure when my post will be ready. Too many photos and the bloody Blogger (or should be it Booger) keeps screwing things up.

Seriously. Muchas muchas photos.


Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible

Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.
You love your summers to be full of style and sun!



This is DEFINITELY not my dream ride!! I want my Lexus SC 430!



You Are Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...
But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.
You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.
You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!



A ha! Yes, I'm the girl you never expect to stoop THAT low to get whatever she wants. Then again, I hardly have to do that, since the thought of the AMOUNT of effort involved will just put me to sleep and kill ALL interest. I just give up and move along.





Underwear and how girlish I am.

Because it's the holidays, and I'm too busy (NOT!) for my own good, here are some quizzes to tide you (read: me actually) over.

Actually I'm doing this to bridge the dates together. Last post 23 September. Doesn't seem too nice if there's huge gap between the next post and the previous.

I'm going all Obsessive Compulsive here.

Do not fret. A symin.blogspot.com special post will be up any day soon. That's if you are looking forward to that, and your idea of "special" is the same as mine.

No brainy quizzes.
How CAN an UNDERWEAR quiz be brainy? *rolls eyes*


What Your Underwear Says About You

You tend to buy new underwear instead of doing laundry.

You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.



You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish

Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.
You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.
A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.
But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.



Yes I am a bit of a rollercoaster. Ask Victor. Or the things around me that have suffered my wrath.




Friday, September 23, 2005

Party, Absolut bliss and lounging around looking at my absolute worst.

To go or not to go, that is the question.

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It's partaaaaaaay time and 68%* of every fibre of my soul and being screams "Yes yes yes! Go and get sloshed!" However, the rest of me just feels like staying at home, all wrapped up in my quilt and roll around on my bed in warm comfy Absolut bliss.


Waaaait. Did I say Absolut? I mean absolute, in every non-alcohol sense of the word.


Truth be told, I don't know what I want.


I'm too lazy to dress up, brush my hair, put on my contacts etc. It's far more comfy and easier to veg out with messy hair and pjs, lounging around the house looking at my absolute worst.

What should I do?


Dum dee doo.



* actual figure may be lower/higher. We are not too sure about that.






Blogosphere, impressionable minions, fishing for sympathy and growing up.

Sometimes I feel that the blogging "community" is too self-centered for its own good.

Everything is about "such and such" blogosphere and how we should take note of what's happening in another blogosphere etc.

Gimme a break.



While I applaud the achievements of writers who have gained recognition for their good (or otherwise) work, and their attempt to bring back reading (accidental?) into people's lives, I feel that the entire worshipping has gone too far.


What was once admirable is now lame, and the attitude/trend of writers has somewhat mutated into a massive source of misinformation and brainwashing/conformity-promoting powerhouse to the countless impressionable readers/minions out there who worship and idolise these writers.

No longer is voicing out your opinion acceptable. Should you have an opposing opinion and you do indeed post it on some forum/blog, be prepared to be attacked by thousands of faceless bootlickers fans of the "more popular writers".


"If you are not with me, you are against me." -- Anakin Skywalker

Very Skywalker/Bush like. But how apt indeed to describe the trend now.


Where have democracy and free speech gone to? So the voices and opinions of the little people is not as valuable as a "popular writer"?? Just because the rest of us commoners do not have a few thousand readers an hour, and therefore our thoughts are thrash?


And who deems them popular anyway? Who confers upon them the "Popular Writer" title?

Popular? Oh, really? *rolls eyes*


It has gone far enough.


To the faceless fawning servants, get a life. Stop riding on other's coat tails and be more objective. What a person says may not be as perfect/true as you hope to be. It's not the Ten Commandments, and neither is it a mantra you should live your lives by. Take it with a pinch, nah, BOULDER of salt and MOVE ON.


To the writers, I congratulate you on your success. Deep down, I hope you didn't mean to brainwash influence the masses, and command your orcs readers to attack others a la Saruman style. You never meant to wage wars or trample all over another person's dignity JUST TO PROVE that you can.



On a personal note, I think there's much more to writing than to put people down. Raise awareness, bring attention to worthy causes or share your lives with friends overseas. Whatever it is, there is plenty of things to write about besides starting some thrashy playground bitch fights.

There's so much malice out there, I can't be bothered to read strangers' blogs anymore. I used to, but I can't be bothered now. Nowadays, it's always about someone slagging another person off, and how someone is whining about how terrible life is and how there's no more meaning in life since he/she got slagged, fishing for whatever little sympathy that comes their way.


Just grow the fuck up.




p.s. It has been sooooooooo long since I wrote anything so serious. =/




Initial D, cute guys, drifting, dvds, Marvin and Knoddy.

Finally watched the Initial D movie on dvd. Got it from my friend.







Yes. I always watch movies at least 4 months after they are released.
So my reviews are always late and totally not worth reading.



All I can say is that, I'm disappointed. Very lacking in details, especially the driving techniques and car specifications. But then again, it's a 2 hour movie. Can't possibly cram that much in, and all that tech-y stuff will just put off the rest of the target audience (girls who are just there to ogle at the actors).

Then again, Jay Chou is ugly not handsome. On the big screen, he just looks, urm, wooden. Complete with slitty eyes and single eye lids.

Edison Chen on the other hand, is totally cute.


Anyway it's a movie just for people to ogle at cars, boys, and experience drifting vicariously through actors.

Nothing too cerebral.


Sidenote: I have never been a fan of Jay Chou. His songs are nice, in an incomprehensible kind of way. But I can never get what he's mumbling about. =/

Then again, I hardly understand Chinese songs anyway.




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Rented "The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy" and "Robots" yesterday.




Thoroughly enjoyed both flicks, Robots more than the other. At least that's how I think it went.

Robots is a family flick, suitable for children under the age of 10. No violence, and chockful of self-esteem improving phrases like "You can shine, no matter what you are made of!"

Tell me if that isn't one of the most helpful phrases you hear for low self-esteemed children.



Did I mention I lurve Marvin? Voiced by Alan Rickman notwithstanding. He's cute, like the depressed version of Knoddy.



Marvin.



Knoddy (Nohohon toy from Tomy)


"So long and thanks for all the fish"




Thursday, September 22, 2005

Iron Chef, fantastic dinner and fantastic price tag.

Iron Chef Hiroyuki Sakai is coming to Sydney!






"Hiroyuki Sakai, the star of SBS Television's Iron Chef program, will join Galileo Restaurant chef Harunobu Inukai to cook for a waiting audience at the lavish Sydney restaurant."



Read all about it here.
http://au.news.yahoo.com/050912/13/vwcw.html


Wow I can't wait to go try out his cooking.


But wait....... it's comes with a hefty price tag of AUD$450 per person.


For dinner?!
Food which will eventually be digested and pooped out?!


I rather use the money to buy a wallet/earrings/clothes or just put it in the bank.

*mumble mumble*




Blogger and "Add Image".

I farking hate the "Add Image" feature in Blogger. While writing my previous post, I tried to add 1 PICTURE for the last 20 minutes.

Everytime the window said it's done, but there wouldn't be any picture uploaded.

What a load of crap.


Basket.





Going home, math test and graduation merchandise.

Victor and his family have left for HK this afternoon. I'm back to square one again, stuck with me myself and I (that's 3 person. Very schizo.) till I get back home at the end of the year.

I couldn't send them off because my math tutorial happened to be at 2pm. Their flight was at 3pm and you know how passengers have to clear customs about at least 45 minutes before their flight. So it means that even if I rush down to be with them, I'll only see them for a good 30 minutes (at the most) before taking a cab and beating all red lights to get back in time for my test.

Usually if this happens on some other day, I will gladly skip the tutorial and head to the airport. But since someone (God, Buddha, Krishna & co.) up there hates me, my math test was scheduled today. At 2 farking pm.


Math test or last chance at the airport? Math test won, most unfortunately.

=..(


Wanted to make the most of my time left with Victor, so we chat a lot on the phone. But then again I didn't want to flop my test, so our chats were basically a half-assed hearted effort on my part. Well, it's fair in a bad way, since my math revision was also half-hearted as well.


Scribbling mathematical stuff on paper...






Practising on questions like this:




when I could have been at the airport, saying my goodbyes and whatnot.


Well we did say our goodbyes (which was continued on the 2nd 3rd phonecall today before my test) and he was off.

I think my test went ok, since I felt more confident than the previous one. I thrashed the house after the previous test. A good indication on any day. Have anger management problems. And since I didn't thrash my house today, it's safe to conclude I feel fairly good about this.

Would love to write more about the convocation, but I don't have any pictures with me. All on Victor's camera and I won't be getting them till Friday. Overall it was nice. One of the rare times you see your friends in suits and black polished shoes. Very dignified and all that jazz. Complete with church-y organ played in the background.


About graduation. Somehow I have a feeling that it's a costly affair. You have things like graduation dvd, made-to-order plaque, professional testamur framing, professional photo taking etc. All these cost money. A lot of money.

Graduation DVD. When you want to prove to your grandchildren that grandpa/grandma used to walk without a walking stick and have a head of black hair. Well, it's good to get it so that you can share that glorious 2 minutes of you with your loved ones who couldn't be there to witness it all.




With a price tag like this, get your own copy today!



How I wish you can get pirated dvds for this. Like for 5 bucks a piece.


Or should you want to hang up your cert like your local GP does, you can order a laser engraved plaque of your own!



Only $95.00, not inclusive of postage!



How wonderful.


It's the last time the uni can milk the last bit of money from students, banking in on the nostalgia and school pride for the VERY LAST TIME. School logos on EVERYTHING. Including golf balls and tees.


Graduation is indeed an expensive affair.



Insomnia.



"... Lying in his arms, he cradled her to sleep. Her insomnia was cured."



Sounds miraculous. And mildly sweet.



Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children.

I was going to write about Victor's convocation and all about him being here, until I watched the dvd he gave me.

Holy crap.


The 2 years (and several months) wait has been worthwhile. All the delays and lame ass excuses Square Enix gave, I'm willing to let it all go after watching FF7: AC.





If you are not a gamer, or you haven't played FF7 before, don't bother watching because you won't understand.

I'm reminded once again, why I chose this course and the subject I'm doing now: CG.



"もお、大丈夫だね?"






p.s. To Corn, who probably won't read this. IT'S NOT SUITABLE FOR WORLDWIDE THEATRICAL RELEASE BECAUSE NOT EVERYONE PLAYS GAMES, LET ALONE FF7!

p.p.s Will write about convo and stuff once I calm down from all that pent up anticipation. All 2+ years of it.




Friday, September 16, 2005

Music score, cooking, use for postcards, recitals and ticket prices.

Went through my "My Documents" folder and realised why I kept this in the first place.

This may look like any normal score.





Look closer.

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It's a FACE!


And speaking of which, I cooked the lamb soup yesterday. It tastes quite good, though there seems to be too much ingredients in proportion to the soup/stock/broth. I like my soups to be more on the clear watery side.






Mistake #1: Do not BELIEVE what the recipe book tells you. It says "Preparation time: 10 minutes".

My ass. I started at 6.30pm. By the time I plonked everything into the pot, it was almost 8pm. All that veg washing, peeling, chopping and dicing. 10 minutes, MY ASS!


Mistake #2: Thick soup, left overnight, will only become thicker. Not exactly prison gruel standard, only tastier and thicker in texture. =/ Never leave it overnight.

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Cheap thrill and victory (urm... *rolls eyes*) aside, I have the habit of taking collecting free postcards that are available all over the uni.




Finally found some use for them today! Well, besides decorating my wall with them of course.



Wrote down my thoughts on them!

No longer do I have to suffer the indignity of scribbling non-studies related thoughts on my lecture notes!

Nor the shame and anger that ensue when I forget what I want to write when I get home!

Sweet sweet relief.


One of the postcards (actually it's a mini booklet PRETENDING to look like a postcard) was by ACO. Australian Chamber Orchestra. I've always wanted to go for a recital and this booklet is about the 2006 Concert Season for the ACO. Awesome!

Wow I would definitely want to go for this.



Except that the price tag looks like this.



$378 for a good seat?! And that's the concession rate?!



I guess I'm not going after all.





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