hello world.
i’m now in sydney, seated under a buzzing lamp. because the other lamp in my brother’s room blinks too much and i complained about it.
i think a buzzing lamp is still better than a blinking lamp. at least i can do my readings under a buzzing lamp.
it’s time to bury myself in statistics. gotta submit an individual statistics project next friday. there is an urgent need to figure out the central limit theorem, among the ten million other things i cannot comprehend. the only thing i remember about central limit theorem is the president’s glee when she figured it out in those good old days. i should have taken the effort to straighten the damned thing out before i graduated. the thing i hate about statistics is that i have no idea how things are relevant. what the hell is the point about standard deviation and variance anyway?
fortunately the statistics lecturer is painfully slow in his progress. half a semester has gone by and he’s still doing lecture 3. which means we wouldn’t cover more than six lectures this semester. this is very good news for me, because six lectures instead of twelve means the grounds to cover for the final exam is halved. considering i take days to try and understand just one lecture, six lectures are enough to kill.
i guess the sydney weekend will be a good reward for completing the project and figuring out the first three lectures. the brother’s graduating! which means the parents are visiting and the ultimate point is good food galore. these are the main reasons why i have to visit sydney. sure enough, i have to lug my readings and work to sydney so that i survive the next few weeks. but i’ll be feasting on kickass seafood and dim sum and all other forms of yummy food. the parents will also be visiting canberra for a day or two, which will be very bad for me. bringing touristy parents around boring canberra during deadline season isn’t my idea of fun.
goodbye, world. till we meet again.
oh dear, sonific songspot is down. no more looped song on my blog. damn it, i miss that song already.
lorne - a town along the great ocean road
the week-long melbourne trip has ended. am glad to be back among my huge bed and a spacious bathroom and internet and a clothes rack to dry everything and not having to live out of a luggage and canberra air. am cranky from the ending term break and ended melbourne trip and no more laughing and drinking and hanging out and having to go in different directions from the travel mates and having to face school hell from now on.
am too tired to blog about melbourne, gotta catch up on some sleep and work first.
last week this time i was hanging out with the msian and wenwen. somehow we always do unhealthy things when we hang out together. thus the yakun full meal appetizer before the kfc meal. laughing at how the msian looked in her ah lian clothes and every small little thing.
after which i met up at frolick in holland v, for a frozen yoghurt treat. and to just sit in coffee bean, drinking nothing but plain water, talking away for hours. till coffee bean had to close for the day at 1am. another “new” friend, i think. i was amazingly comfortable with everything despite the “new” person i’ve never hung out with.
last thurs i was still frantically packing the luggage, worrying about not having time to meet up with others if i couldn’t finish packing.
last wednesday i was out with weiwei and visited her in sengkang. finally, after three months of being in singapore. did nothing except playing with wii with her and her sister.
last tuesday i was hanging out at seahyiyi’s place because of the suddenly-on-suddenly-off decision to bai nian to mama-seah. tried to undo the negative impressions mama-seah had of me but i couldn’t help talking or laughing loudly anyway.
over the three months i also:
1) worked at a redemption counter, something i would never do, if not for seahyiyi’s persuasion. so seahyiyi’s friend became my friend too and in these three months i watched more movies with them than i usually do in half a year. i sang and drank, in a karoke. i stayed out till late at night. i spent christmas eve and new year’s eve with these same people, doing the same things.
2) the brother’s wedding and boy, i am still flabbergasted at how i managed to buy two cheap dresses and heels four days before the wedding day. desperation always drives out the efficient shopper in me.
3) spent a lot of time loitering around, doing the data entry for the fast food chain which sells deep-fried chicken parts.
4) did invigilation, raking in good money.
5) turned up for the last time at The Office where i’ve always worked as a temp admin. thoroughly enjoyed working with the neighbour-in-black and the admin head. even though there were things which saddened me and pissed me off big time over there.
6) went through the same chinese new year rush of apparel shopping and then, doing crazy dashes across the island.
during the last week i somehow kept passing by some places which hold a lot of memories. memories accumulated over these three months. i wouldn’t say they were depressing, but they just reminded me of what is beyond me.
i’m dreading weekends over here. i’ll be all alone with few people logged on to msn cos everyone’s out during their precious weekends.
excuse me while i retreat to the solo crunchyroll summer camp.
i’m physically exhausted from all the running around but the promise of good times lure me away from home. my schedule always gets increasingly packed as flight dates near but damn it, i love running here and there meeting everyone and doing the last minute purchases. it just gives me a sense of purpose. darn, if i have to rely on this to feel the sense of purpose, there is no hope left for my life.
but anyway, i’ll probably be in canberra or one of the airports the next time i blog.
i’m seriously gonna miss everyone (i’m already missing everyone) who means something to me. if i haven’t been talking as much as i did before, it’s because i’ve just gotten used to being quiet. the silences are pretty comfortable for me, even if it freaked some of you out. but it’s still the same loud, screeching laughter you hear, isn’t it?
right, i’m trying to convince myself i’ve packed every single thing i need into the damn luggage. i hate packing, it’s such a pain in the ass. i hope i’ve remembered every damned thing. i’m sure the return flight will still somehow screw up, cos i always screw up at some point in time.
i’m keeping my fingers crossed the journey back will be safe lah.
we got off at harbourfront station trying to rush to the taxi stand before the midnight surcharge kicked in. with all the peak hours and midnight charges and everything it’s a little tricky to remember everything. in our blind rush we exited a glass door and reached the main road where cabs obviously couldn’t stop. seeing that there was a security guard in a stationary pose within the harbourfront building, we went in to ask him where the nearest taxi stand was.
there was something very weird about the guard. i refused to ask him where the taxi stand was before looking at his card which identified him as a security personnel. he was standing the way uniformed people stand, with both hands at the small of his back, posture straight as a rod and not moving at all. even when we asked questions, he remained motionless. other than moving his eyeballs a little and mumbling through his mouth. he moved his eyeballs to look in the general direction of the taxi stand and that was that.
i tell you, harbourfront sure has a weird security guard.
i was mentally prepared to collect ally towards the end of next week, as the counter staff at epicentre helpfully pointed out that “all the technicians have gone home for the chinese new year and repair work will only start on the 11th”.
on saturday when i left my laptop there, i received a call in the afternoon asking for my password so that he can access ally. i was a little grumpy cos hey, i wrote it down on the instructions sheet whaaat. but oh well, it was a good thing they started the repairs early.
to my absolute surprise, they called me this afternoon to inform me that ally was all ready to go home. wheee! that’s like, two working days in all? of course i dashed down to epicentre to collect ally even though it meant giving up an hours’ pay. to the hell with the miserly $7 i could have earned.
now ally is back on my laps and man, i am one happy person.
there are just about ten million things i need to do and i’m too lazy to do them. blogging is one of them but then again, there isn’t much i can blog about. work’s been boring and sufficient to keep me occupied during overtime hours.
i’m glad it’s the weekend cos i went out with the colleagues on thursday and because we are a bunch of busybodies i reached home after midnight. thus explaining our zombified appearances and movements on friday. friday turned out to be a roller coaster day cos i thought i could leave office early after cleaning up my data entry. due to some miraculous events i left the office at 10pm. no complains though, i welcome extra income any time.
despite the strong urge to just stay at home the entire day, i forced myself to hit town in search of the elusive chinese new year clothes. i ended up not buying a lot of clothes i liked, don’t ask me why. all i bought after five hours of shopping was a black blouse for work and a pink namecard holder for my friend.
i am a doomed shopper.
i still have to reply emails, figure out which courses to take next semester, call up the hairdresser, chase after payment for my previous work stints, wrap a present, write a card and send both items to taiwan, buy clothes and shoes, meet up with people i haven’t met for ages, etc. etc.
the bro’s wedding ceremony and banquet are finally over. still catching up on sleep, especially after the new year eve hangout session which ended early this morning. my first taste of moet champagne in ritz carlton. for free, folks, i haven’t struck the lottery. we were just trying to get a good view of the fireworks display and my boss had good contacts, i would say. the fireworks were waaaaay disappointing though.
second round of ktv last night and we ended late. fortunately my mum was too tired to notice my empty bed in the middle of the night. gotta slow down on the extreme late night sessions a little cos my survival policy is to do everything in moderation.
wouldn’t be watching any horror movies in the near future cos bloody hell, i got damn frightened by the movie i am legend. freaking scary scenes of the infected human beings. i swear it’s the first time i’m so frightened by a movie. i was covering my eyes and cowering in the seat, like what any chao gu niang would do. there goes my image and reputation.
damn it, i need more sleep.
the ktv-drinking session which has been planned for a long time almost went down the drain. simply because it could be risky, with my dad spending slightly more time at home lately.
but christmas eve is christmas eve, the last day of work is the last day of work, a need to destress is a need to destress and an alcohol craving is an alcohol craving.
i sang, people. i sang, in front of others. tis a milestone in my life. ktv-drinking sessions are pretty effective in relieving stress.
so yeah, i drank more beer than usual and didn’t get high at all, damn. my goal for tonight was to at least get high but i got a little dizzy halfway towards the end of the last glass so the rational me stopped drinking. it’s one thing to stay out late but a totally different thing to end up drunk.
fortunately the boss sprayed some fragrance on me before sending us home. with some luck my clothes wouldn’t smell like alcohol.
right, i’m glad everything’s under control for now. except for the digestive system. though it’s a lot better than the other times i drank, i’m releasing a lot of gas. not so good.
i need more merry training, haha.
