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Wednesday, June 30
boredboredboredboredbored.
on that note, the da vinci code is bloody interesting. super engrossing, and last night i spent an hour unable to put the book down. have been reading since i got home but am currently very sleepy therefore don't feel like reading.
i just realised that i haven't blogged about how any of the papers actually was. but i've been constantly whining and screaming about lack of preparedness/lastminute shit, so i think - 'nuff said.
today after lit went with some of the 1b girls to holland v. i only realised while we were halfway through walking there that i was the only non-1b girl. went for ice-cream which got replaced by starbucks where i stole shirin's chocolate muffin. it was actually pretty decent, and bernasty insists that it's better than the coffee bean one but i maintain that the coffee bean one is the best. anyway atleast i got my haagen dazs fix. but i think the couch in starbucks was more comfy. had a good laugh and chillout, which was fabulous after... three days of commontest annoyingness. wow it's only been three days.
what else.. this morning i got a call from kelly and shoojee, 15 minutes after I woke up, that they were in the pandan valley playground where we were supposed to study. Apparently despite my plan to wake up at 830 for a 9am study time, I screwed up. and my mom was supposed to wake me at 8, but evidently she was fast asleep until the phone rang.
yeah. i feel tired annoyed and bored now. which is quite stupid since i was at starbucks having a great time just less than three hours ago. laugh endorphins are wearing off. yikes. i need sleep. mathhhhhhh howwwwww? haha! the whining's back.
on that note, the da vinci code is bloody interesting. super engrossing, and last night i spent an hour unable to put the book down. have been reading since i got home but am currently very sleepy therefore don't feel like reading.
i just realised that i haven't blogged about how any of the papers actually was. but i've been constantly whining and screaming about lack of preparedness/lastminute shit, so i think - 'nuff said.
today after lit went with some of the 1b girls to holland v. i only realised while we were halfway through walking there that i was the only non-1b girl. went for ice-cream which got replaced by starbucks where i stole shirin's chocolate muffin. it was actually pretty decent, and bernasty insists that it's better than the coffee bean one but i maintain that the coffee bean one is the best. anyway atleast i got my haagen dazs fix. but i think the couch in starbucks was more comfy. had a good laugh and chillout, which was fabulous after... three days of commontest annoyingness. wow it's only been three days.
what else.. this morning i got a call from kelly and shoojee, 15 minutes after I woke up, that they were in the pandan valley playground where we were supposed to study. Apparently despite my plan to wake up at 830 for a 9am study time, I screwed up. and my mom was supposed to wake me at 8, but evidently she was fast asleep until the phone rang.
yeah. i feel tired annoyed and bored now. which is quite stupid since i was at starbucks having a great time just less than three hours ago. laugh endorphins are wearing off. yikes. i need sleep. mathhhhhhh howwwwww? haha! the whining's back.
I just realised that Romans are perpetually inconstant in their affections towards leaders.
"the hated, grown to strength, are newly grown to love".
Julius Caesar and Antony&Cleopatra talk about Caesar's welcoming in Rome after Pompey, and then Pompey again when the Triumvirate are ruling.
And Mazzini heading the Roman Republic, when the people seemed to be quite happy and in the republican/nationalist spirit of things and his own triumvirate was said to have done a very good job of leading the Republic. But when the Pope returned he was welcomed with open arms again, as if Mazzini had never been their leader.
And that's all for Aparna's Random Thought of the Day! Thank you for tuning in.
(Haha the usual 2am madness is evidently setting in. Let me go back and see if it helps with the understanding of mad ol' Will Shakes.)
"the hated, grown to strength, are newly grown to love".
Julius Caesar and Antony&Cleopatra talk about Caesar's welcoming in Rome after Pompey, and then Pompey again when the Triumvirate are ruling.
And Mazzini heading the Roman Republic, when the people seemed to be quite happy and in the republican/nationalist spirit of things and his own triumvirate was said to have done a very good job of leading the Republic. But when the Pope returned he was welcomed with open arms again, as if Mazzini had never been their leader.
And that's all for Aparna's Random Thought of the Day! Thank you for tuning in.
(Haha the usual 2am madness is evidently setting in. Let me go back and see if it helps with the understanding of mad ol' Will Shakes.)
Tuesday, June 29
for once i will address a post to someone.
michael - the thing about epic-ness. to explain, i'm going to quote kelly further.
it's because when you see things from a distance, pain becomes aesthetic.
um. i will try and explain further later on. i should really go shower.
and econs has been screwed, fucked every which way.
michael - the thing about epic-ness. to explain, i'm going to quote kelly further.
it's because when you see things from a distance, pain becomes aesthetic.
um. i will try and explain further later on. i should really go shower.
and econs has been screwed, fucked every which way.
heh heh heh.
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Would you survive a horror movie? Find out @ She's Crafty
You made it through the flick, but, um, it's not a pretty picture. You're the bloody heap in the corner who everyone thought was dead until you stumble into the hero's arms after the bad guy bites it (think Jamie Kennedy in Scream). You are a smart and fiesty person, but you're also a little reckless and you tend to put yourself in awkward positions -without a good weapon. But even though you get sliced up a bit, you get to survive and that's all that matters. Who needs all those toes, ears, and arms you'll be missing by the end of the flick anyway?
oh i had a uber-weird dream last night. that we were on a trip somewhere.. as in me and my friends. i think it was supposed to be hong kong or something although i've never been to hong kong so i don't know how i know that. maybe like sydney i saw the hong kong-y signs and figured out where i was. anyway then we were walking around and there was this place that a lot of people were crowded around, and there was music. a song i recognised although i can't remember now. and there were some random people performing. and then chit said it was travis. and then suddenly the people were performing outside the makeshift auditorium thingy. and one of them was a person we knew, and suddenly he was in travis. i shall not reveal the identity of the person here because it is most embarrassing that such an individual should be in one of my dreams. and no, it is not a guy i have ever had a crush on or ever will have a crush on or will ever even consider having a crush on so don't get any ideas. ew.
anyway then i told this guy, "_____, we are going to be totally sad, touristy and fanatic and take a picture with you because you're in travis." or something equally weird. and i whipped out my camera because i always have my camera with me and of course i'm on holiday so i must have my camera, and then my mom woke me up saying it was almost ten.
the details above are likely to be largely screwed up because i've been awake for about two hours since i had the dream. but yeah.. it was really weird. but in the dream i felt very happy because i was seeing travis. but travis was all asian.
i don't know why the sudden travis thing. i wasn't even listening to travis last night or anything. i was listening the night before maybe. how strange. someone interpret the dream for me.
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You made it through the flick, but, um, it's not a pretty picture. You're the bloody heap in the corner who everyone thought was dead until you stumble into the hero's arms after the bad guy bites it (think Jamie Kennedy in Scream). You are a smart and fiesty person, but you're also a little reckless and you tend to put yourself in awkward positions -without a good weapon. But even though you get sliced up a bit, you get to survive and that's all that matters. Who needs all those toes, ears, and arms you'll be missing by the end of the flick anyway?
oh i had a uber-weird dream last night. that we were on a trip somewhere.. as in me and my friends. i think it was supposed to be hong kong or something although i've never been to hong kong so i don't know how i know that. maybe like sydney i saw the hong kong-y signs and figured out where i was. anyway then we were walking around and there was this place that a lot of people were crowded around, and there was music. a song i recognised although i can't remember now. and there were some random people performing. and then chit said it was travis. and then suddenly the people were performing outside the makeshift auditorium thingy. and one of them was a person we knew, and suddenly he was in travis. i shall not reveal the identity of the person here because it is most embarrassing that such an individual should be in one of my dreams. and no, it is not a guy i have ever had a crush on or ever will have a crush on or will ever even consider having a crush on so don't get any ideas. ew.
anyway then i told this guy, "_____, we are going to be totally sad, touristy and fanatic and take a picture with you because you're in travis." or something equally weird. and i whipped out my camera because i always have my camera with me and of course i'm on holiday so i must have my camera, and then my mom woke me up saying it was almost ten.
the details above are likely to be largely screwed up because i've been awake for about two hours since i had the dream. but yeah.. it was really weird. but in the dream i felt very happy because i was seeing travis. but travis was all asian.
i don't know why the sudden travis thing. i wasn't even listening to travis last night or anything. i was listening the night before maybe. how strange. someone interpret the dream for me.
So there goes econs as well.
I should never again go to sleep without studying, because waking up is not a possibility I can count on. Ok jeez that sounds like I think I'm going to die in my sleep. *touches wood fervently* I mean, waking up on time. Today the aim was 8am. I hit snooze twice and woke up at 820, brushed my teeth and then decided to lie down for a few more minutes. Next thing I know my mom is charging in and saying that it's almost ten. Of course, that's mom-speak for half an hour before ten, but that's still one and a half hours later than I intended, i.e. too late.
And, actually, my teeth felt unbrushed again so I'm wondering if the 820 thing was just a dream. But then the alarm on my phone was off by then and I distinctly remember setting the alarm last night, or rather this morning at around 2 when I decided to stop wasting time so flippantly and atleast get some sleep into the picture. So I must've turned off the alarm when I woke up at 820.
Anyway, just in case it was a dream after all, I brushed my teeth again and I got down to work, only getting breakfast like half an hour ago when my mom informed me that I hadn't eaten anything. This although my breakfast was sitting right next to me. Such is the wonderfulness of my brain/depth of my panic. But of course right now I'm not panicking obviously since I'm blogging. Why? Because I no longer care and have informed my mother to prepare for impending doom in the economics sector. I think when I said that she might have started worrying about stock options and shit, but I quickly clarified that I meant academic economic.. whatever. Basically, to expect the worst for my econs test. And amazingly, my mother who has been calling these tests 'exams', told me that they're just like practices anyway so just do my best. Miracles do happen.
I think I'll go take a shower now and then go back, or rather, start on theories of production and cost and all that stuff which I know zilch about. I'm hungry again. I want orange juice but there is none and my mom said she'd go buy some but she's gone back to sleep.
I should never again go to sleep without studying, because waking up is not a possibility I can count on. Ok jeez that sounds like I think I'm going to die in my sleep. *touches wood fervently* I mean, waking up on time. Today the aim was 8am. I hit snooze twice and woke up at 820, brushed my teeth and then decided to lie down for a few more minutes. Next thing I know my mom is charging in and saying that it's almost ten. Of course, that's mom-speak for half an hour before ten, but that's still one and a half hours later than I intended, i.e. too late.
And, actually, my teeth felt unbrushed again so I'm wondering if the 820 thing was just a dream. But then the alarm on my phone was off by then and I distinctly remember setting the alarm last night, or rather this morning at around 2 when I decided to stop wasting time so flippantly and atleast get some sleep into the picture. So I must've turned off the alarm when I woke up at 820.
Anyway, just in case it was a dream after all, I brushed my teeth again and I got down to work, only getting breakfast like half an hour ago when my mom informed me that I hadn't eaten anything. This although my breakfast was sitting right next to me. Such is the wonderfulness of my brain/depth of my panic. But of course right now I'm not panicking obviously since I'm blogging. Why? Because I no longer care and have informed my mother to prepare for impending doom in the economics sector. I think when I said that she might have started worrying about stock options and shit, but I quickly clarified that I meant academic economic.. whatever. Basically, to expect the worst for my econs test. And amazingly, my mother who has been calling these tests 'exams', told me that they're just like practices anyway so just do my best. Miracles do happen.
I think I'll go take a shower now and then go back, or rather, start on theories of production and cost and all that stuff which I know zilch about. I'm hungry again. I want orange juice but there is none and my mom said she'd go buy some but she's gone back to sleep.
i have fallen completely head over heels in love with 'strange and beautiful' by aqualung. like, crazy in love with it. and the line "i'll put a spell on you" is a falling-in line like "for you i'll bleed myself dry" or "but I'll settle for love". or.. a number of other things.
and, to interject in this discussion of my new favourite song, i'm having a conversation with bernasty about cannibalism and ducks (york university, uktrippers do you now understand?) and how the fact that i'm vegetarian might be a slight hindrance to me eating ducks or fellow human beings, but she says that if they're hidden among the cheese in lasagne i might eat it anyway and i concur that she might be right, and then we remember the vegetable lasagne at warwick castle on the day that my leg was being a pain in the .. well, leg. anyway, that was vegetarian and it was good. but then i remember stealing her beef lasagne at bath, because the vegetarian stuff was gross. and then i remember when i was served, i asked what the vegetarian thing was (hoping in vain that the lasagne might be veg) and she telling me, quorn casserole. and i could've sworn that she said "porn casserole". but my logical mind said that she probably said prawn, and i was all gleeful that since prawn ain't veg, there might be something else less gross to eat. but i asked, and this time bernasty etc thought i asked if it was porn casserole, and anyway it was quorn which is that gross thing made by bacteria or something which we learnt in bio last year. and the casserole was gross and i stole the cheesy parts of the bernices' lasagne. never have YHA dinners. they suck. and yeah i'm majorly fussy about food. like at obs everyone else thought that the vegetarian food was good, but i hated it with all my heart. and i think they might've gotten pissed off a bit cos your diva dearest did some whining about the food. or a lot, i can't really remember anymore. but i hate baked beans, i don't know why everyone wants to feed it to vegetarians. atleast on the trip vivien was more than a willing recipient of my baked beans, in exchange for croissants and cheese =)
that above paragraph looks unreadable.
anyway - back to the song - the lyrics aren't actually particularly wonderful, but because of this whirlwind love affair i'm having with it, i must put the lyrics here. i would upload the song or make it play on my blog like the music on yixun's blog or something, but being the complete techno-idiot that i am (although i swear that i'm wayyy less techno-idiot than my mother and brother and, say, my grandfather.) i think i lost my point somewhere. ah yeah. basically, i have to settle for putting lyrics here.
I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see, lyricstop
And you'll realise that you love me.
Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep,
I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me
and, to interject in this discussion of my new favourite song, i'm having a conversation with bernasty about cannibalism and ducks (york university, uktrippers do you now understand?) and how the fact that i'm vegetarian might be a slight hindrance to me eating ducks or fellow human beings, but she says that if they're hidden among the cheese in lasagne i might eat it anyway and i concur that she might be right, and then we remember the vegetable lasagne at warwick castle on the day that my leg was being a pain in the .. well, leg. anyway, that was vegetarian and it was good. but then i remember stealing her beef lasagne at bath, because the vegetarian stuff was gross. and then i remember when i was served, i asked what the vegetarian thing was (hoping in vain that the lasagne might be veg) and she telling me, quorn casserole. and i could've sworn that she said "porn casserole". but my logical mind said that she probably said prawn, and i was all gleeful that since prawn ain't veg, there might be something else less gross to eat. but i asked, and this time bernasty etc thought i asked if it was porn casserole, and anyway it was quorn which is that gross thing made by bacteria or something which we learnt in bio last year. and the casserole was gross and i stole the cheesy parts of the bernices' lasagne. never have YHA dinners. they suck. and yeah i'm majorly fussy about food. like at obs everyone else thought that the vegetarian food was good, but i hated it with all my heart. and i think they might've gotten pissed off a bit cos your diva dearest did some whining about the food. or a lot, i can't really remember anymore. but i hate baked beans, i don't know why everyone wants to feed it to vegetarians. atleast on the trip vivien was more than a willing recipient of my baked beans, in exchange for croissants and cheese =)
that above paragraph looks unreadable.
anyway - back to the song - the lyrics aren't actually particularly wonderful, but because of this whirlwind love affair i'm having with it, i must put the lyrics here. i would upload the song or make it play on my blog like the music on yixun's blog or something, but being the complete techno-idiot that i am (although i swear that i'm wayyy less techno-idiot than my mother and brother and, say, my grandfather.) i think i lost my point somewhere. ah yeah. basically, i have to settle for putting lyrics here.
I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see, lyricstop
And you'll realise that you love me.
Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep,
I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me
Monday, June 28
hahaa kelly's at my place now, ostensibly to study econs.
i think we've gone a bit mad after the stupid history paper's over, so we're totally slacking. but, well, hadn't seen her for a month! she left for spain then i left for london then she came back and i came back and two days later while the jetlag monster was only slowly wearing off, she left for cap. and meanwhile i've been plagued by thinking about studying, thinking i should study, panicking about studying, complaining about studying, pretending to study, attempting to study and a little bit of actually studying.
but HISTORY'S OVER!!! i am hyper-pleased. screw econs, atleast econs is boring and annoying.
anyway some interesting tidbits from kelly:
"kitson will probably marry for political purposes"- when we were having a discussion about who in our class will be married in about 10 or 15 years.
and she also randomly said this: "it's very rare that people have a sense of epic-ness about what they do."
somehow that sentence struck me as remarkably george eliot-ish, except that eliot would have used more fanciful language. but it's a similar sort of observation to those that eliot makes. anyway it's in my msn nickname now.
and i feel oddly proud that bernie was considered very hot by the people at cap! haha i think he's quite hot too. without his glasses, as was established at chit's birthday thing.
i feel happy. i like my blog. i am most amused by it. haha. i amuse myself. (i make my own fun!)
i think we've gone a bit mad after the stupid history paper's over, so we're totally slacking. but, well, hadn't seen her for a month! she left for spain then i left for london then she came back and i came back and two days later while the jetlag monster was only slowly wearing off, she left for cap. and meanwhile i've been plagued by thinking about studying, thinking i should study, panicking about studying, complaining about studying, pretending to study, attempting to study and a little bit of actually studying.
but HISTORY'S OVER!!! i am hyper-pleased. screw econs, atleast econs is boring and annoying.
anyway some interesting tidbits from kelly:
"kitson will probably marry for political purposes"- when we were having a discussion about who in our class will be married in about 10 or 15 years.
and she also randomly said this: "it's very rare that people have a sense of epic-ness about what they do."
somehow that sentence struck me as remarkably george eliot-ish, except that eliot would have used more fanciful language. but it's a similar sort of observation to those that eliot makes. anyway it's in my msn nickname now.
and i feel oddly proud that bernie was considered very hot by the people at cap! haha i think he's quite hot too. without his glasses, as was established at chit's birthday thing.
i feel happy. i like my blog. i am most amused by it. haha. i amuse myself. (i make my own fun!)
Shit! I had a crazy resolution to sleep at 3 wake up at 5 and studystudystudy.
The sleeping at 3 worked, but the waking up at 5.. sort of.. fizzled out. And when I suddenly jerked out of bed, it was 915. Goddamnit. And then I couldn't bear not to blogsurf a bit and check my mail etc.
And it's almost 1030. I really should hit the books, especially since I still have Cold War left.
And I just did a speedread of Germany last night. God only knows how much I will remember.
Good luck to Aparna.
The sleeping at 3 worked, but the waking up at 5.. sort of.. fizzled out. And when I suddenly jerked out of bed, it was 915. Goddamnit. And then I couldn't bear not to blogsurf a bit and check my mail etc.
And it's almost 1030. I really should hit the books, especially since I still have Cold War left.
And I just did a speedread of Germany last night. God only knows how much I will remember.
Good luck to Aparna.
i have been driven mad by the night.
i just finished the italy reading, and it's majorly depressing that after about 55 years of attempting unification and finally getting it, it wasn't really unity at all and most of the people were worse off for it, and the country fell to fascism about 50 years later because the system sucked or whatever.
so now i'm off to see what sorry fate Germany fell to.
Oh yeah.
How could I forget.
Hitler.
Fuck.
And then the Cold War beckons (most invitingly, of course.)
So - I'm thinking, if possible, I'll fit in a little nap somewhere tonight. A couple of hours, maybe.
Thank god for afternoon papers.
i just finished the italy reading, and it's majorly depressing that after about 55 years of attempting unification and finally getting it, it wasn't really unity at all and most of the people were worse off for it, and the country fell to fascism about 50 years later because the system sucked or whatever.
so now i'm off to see what sorry fate Germany fell to.
Oh yeah.
How could I forget.
Hitler.
Fuck.
And then the Cold War beckons (most invitingly, of course.)
So - I'm thinking, if possible, I'll fit in a little nap somewhere tonight. A couple of hours, maybe.
Thank god for afternoon papers.
Sunday, June 27
HELP I HATE STUDYING I WANT TO SLEEP OR DO SOMETHING WASTEFUL OR SOMETHING NOT THAT I DON'T DO ENOUGH OF THAT, CONSIDERING I WAS UP TILL ALMOST 5 THIS MORNING WASTING TIME GETTING HOOKED ON FRIENDSTER AT THE WRONGEST TIME POSSIBLE (I HATE YOU FOR THAT MICHAEL) AND THEN ENDED UP WAKING AT FREAKING NOON AND WASTING MORE TIME.
shit. insanity is finally taking me.
shit. insanity is finally taking me.
i feel freaked about history! still doing italy!!! and haven't done germany or international. ok please don't tell me that i'm going to flunk because i KNOW.
atleast there is the fact that the exam's not till tomorrow afternoon.
shitshitshit.
despite waking up at noon today, fell asleep for about half an hour this afternoon. or a little more than that. first on the dining table where i was studying, and then my stupid brother poked me awake, and then i decided that the bed was the place for me. and i set me an alarm for about 15 minutes later, but of course i hit snooze. thankfully i was awoken after that by a phone call which... sort of shocked me out of my stupor. the world is a majorly screwed up place.
anyway my mummy fed me half my dinner! because i was freaking out over history so i studied and ate at the same time. haha quite cute. and then i decided that it was really quite ridiculous to act like a baby so i ate the rest myself. i can't believe i'm blogging this, how embarrassing. =)
and now i'm wasting all that saved time, by blogging. and my stupid brother who's had way more free time these holidays than i have, is still finishing his homework, flitting between my computer and his, trying to print stuff out at the 11th hour. And I'm gloating because until Friday I still don't have to wake up early. Although the fact that I've got these stupid common tests this week is not something that is gloatable-about. To think, I'm really looking forward to going back to school if not for these idiotic tests.
Well... back to history. (sigh.)
atleast there is the fact that the exam's not till tomorrow afternoon.
shitshitshit.
despite waking up at noon today, fell asleep for about half an hour this afternoon. or a little more than that. first on the dining table where i was studying, and then my stupid brother poked me awake, and then i decided that the bed was the place for me. and i set me an alarm for about 15 minutes later, but of course i hit snooze. thankfully i was awoken after that by a phone call which... sort of shocked me out of my stupor. the world is a majorly screwed up place.
anyway my mummy fed me half my dinner! because i was freaking out over history so i studied and ate at the same time. haha quite cute. and then i decided that it was really quite ridiculous to act like a baby so i ate the rest myself. i can't believe i'm blogging this, how embarrassing. =)
and now i'm wasting all that saved time, by blogging. and my stupid brother who's had way more free time these holidays than i have, is still finishing his homework, flitting between my computer and his, trying to print stuff out at the 11th hour. And I'm gloating because until Friday I still don't have to wake up early. Although the fact that I've got these stupid common tests this week is not something that is gloatable-about. To think, I'm really looking forward to going back to school if not for these idiotic tests.
Well... back to history. (sigh.)
Saturday, June 26
the simple life is hilarious!
paris and nicole are such idiots! i was quite amused at the bit where the dairy farm guy was carrying nicole's sweatshirt for her. and where they're seriously saying that they're never going to drink milk again and are you gonna drink milk again? cos they KNOW how milk is made and shit. and pouring water into the milk so it's "less fattening" hahahaha!!!
and later where he says something like "whatever it is that you girls are looking for, i hope you find it". and in the evening, paris gets all dressed up for the bbq party which is basically a bunch of country boys standing around and talking. and then paris and nicole commiserate about it being saturday night in LA and all that they're missing out on.
they're worse than me!
paris and nicole are such idiots! i was quite amused at the bit where the dairy farm guy was carrying nicole's sweatshirt for her. and where they're seriously saying that they're never going to drink milk again and are you gonna drink milk again? cos they KNOW how milk is made and shit. and pouring water into the milk so it's "less fattening" hahahaha!!!
and later where he says something like "whatever it is that you girls are looking for, i hope you find it". and in the evening, paris gets all dressed up for the bbq party which is basically a bunch of country boys standing around and talking. and then paris and nicole commiserate about it being saturday night in LA and all that they're missing out on.
they're worse than me!
Reading my blog archives is a traumatic experience.
1. I realise how stupid I sound sometimes. Ok most of the time. I don't think all of the time. But especially some earlier entries sound so juvenile, and my blog isn't even a year old! How weird is that.
2. My blog used to be semi-private, so I said things that I would no longer say, so it's painful to read them now with the perspective of someone who's got a pretty public blog. And plus my archives are, after all, still available right here which makes it quite bad. But then, as Bao En the goddess of blogs (ok one of them) once said, archives are priceless. And I can't disagree with that.
1. I realise how stupid I sound sometimes. Ok most of the time. I don't think all of the time. But especially some earlier entries sound so juvenile, and my blog isn't even a year old! How weird is that.
2. My blog used to be semi-private, so I said things that I would no longer say, so it's painful to read them now with the perspective of someone who's got a pretty public blog. And plus my archives are, after all, still available right here which makes it quite bad. But then, as Bao En the goddess of blogs (ok one of them) once said, archives are priceless. And I can't disagree with that.
Studying econs is painful and long.
And I love the OC!!! I spent the whole day watching various episodes.
Ok back to econs.
And I love the OC!!! I spent the whole day watching various episodes.
Ok back to econs.
Thursday, June 24
shit my common tests are SO screwed. today's been a completely wasted day, my god. actually it was really fun so it's not actually a waste, but academically, definitely wasted i'd say. went to crystal jade at about 2 to meet bernasty and yumun, and oohed and aahed and reminisced over the photos for a while, and then nasty and i set off to get dessert, at coffee bean!!! got my gorgeous doublechocolatechip muffin which i missed so much cos freaking england has no coffee bean! just an empire of starbucks. (ohh that's a con on the pro-con list for england vs US university education). and got the chocolate iceblend which i also can't resist, and then i couldn't finish it cos it was too damn sweet. and this is me who dumps four packets of sugar in my tea. incidentally, on the way to coffee bean we got sidetracked at armani exchange which was having a sale, but the problem with sales in places like armani exchange is that the prices are too high to begin with so even when they're having a sale, i would need my mommy to feel in a generous mood or else everything is unaffordable. and after coffee bean which was bloody noisy, we set off to kino. however, of course it being takashimaya and me being the shopaholic that i am, we got sidetracked again. i was staring at the beautiful shoes in URS, and then we got accosted by some women with a weird accent that she explained was because she was from singapore but has lived in the US for a long time. it just sounded filipino to me. so she gave us some pamphlet about weight loss, and qualified that both of us looked like our weight was fine, but that we should let our friends know if they have weight problems. i later abandoned the pamphlet on a rack at zara, how appropriate (yeah that does mean that i also spent some time in zara). finally reached kino, got trapped among the books (ie in the books) and were looking at some book about how who you love can be influenced by echoism, harmonism and primo copulism (doesn't that sound really dirty?). echoism is when your faces are similar, harmonism is when your facial proportions are similar, and primo copulism is when your partner's face resembles someone whom you shared an early bond with (eg father mother nanny.) the interesting part of the book was that the examples they used were celebrities, so you get to see how brad pitt resembles jennifer aniston, and it's scary how similar they actually are. check out how their jaws are like carbon copies. and there was this other really funny book that i wanted to buy, which i can't remember the name of. and i saw a book called "smart girls use dumbbells" which is quite amusing. needless to say, more time was wasted before we settled down in a corner of the german section, and basically wasted more time by gossiping and generally uhh wasting time. but it was so fun! bernasty kept going ok we'll start at 5 and then it was 530 and then it was 6 and we finally only got started properly at about 645. and studied until about 740. not even heavy-duty studying. this is very bad.
What's your name spelt backwards?
rayia vijnas anrapa
Where were your parents born?
india
What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
i'm currently downloading the fahrenheit 911 trailer and some OC eps, can't remember what was the last full thing i downloaded, besides the latest version of msn messenger.
What's your favorite restaurant?
original sin
Last time you swam in a pool?
i haven't been swimming in ages! i can't remember =[
Have you ever been in a school play?
yeah
How many kids do you want?
3 or 4
Type of music you dislike most?
britney, and outkast-ish loud tacky hip-hop (yes kitson. outkast.)
Are you registered to vote?
nope.
Do you have cable?
yeah.
Have you ever ridden on a moped?
yup, in delhi.
Ever prank call anybody?
of course, it was a primary school phase.
Ever get a parking ticket?
i don't drive.
Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
i want to, but when push comes to shove i don't know if i'd have the guts.
Furthest place you ever traveled:
The US, I suppose.
Do you have a garden?
Yup, despite living in an apartment.
What's your favorite comic strip?
I don't read the comics in the paper, but I like reading Archie when I'm really bored.
Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Probably not, neither Majulah Singapura nor the Indian one.
Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Shower, morning and sometimes night.
Best movie you've seen in the past month?
21 grams.
Favorite pizza topping?
Cheese.
Chips or popcorn?
Chips - sour cream and onion.
What color lipstick do you usually wear?
Pale pink lip gloss.
Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
no, i don't believe i ever have
Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
nope
Orange Juice or apple?
orange juice! i love orange juice.
Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
the last time was... at the cafe in york, with the bernices, vivien, ruth, thong, shoojee, wiggy. and i had the weird garlicmushroom balls and baguette that came seperately without butter.
Favorite type chocolate bar?
i guess my favourite bar is cadbury's milk chocolate but my favourite chocolates are godiva dark chocolate with liquor.
When was the last time you voted at the polls?
never have voted.
Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?
we don't grow tomatoes at home.
Have you ever won a trophy?
yeah
Are you a good cook?
definitely not.
Do you know how to pump your own gas?
into a car? no.
Ever order an article from an infomercial?
nope, but i used to be addicted to watching the tv shopping when i was younger.
Sprite or 7-up?
i don't like either, so i don't really know what the difference is.
Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?
never had a job.
Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?
vitamin c
Ever throw up in public?
probably when i was really small, because i can't remember any time that i have.
Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
man that's a tough question. probably find true love because that's harder than becoming a millionaire.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
nope.
Ever call a 1-900 number?
yeah.
Can ex's be friends?
depends on how it ended.
Who was the last person you visited in a Hospital?
my aunt two years ago when she gave birth.
Did you have a lot of hair when you were a baby?
i don't think so.
What message is on your answering machine?
it's the usual voicemail thing.
What's your all time favorite Saturday Night Live Character?
queer eye and elijah wood on SNL! and jennifer garner, out of loyalty.
What was the name of your first pet?
i've never had a pet =[
What is in your purse?
cash and cards and my ezyvideo tag, receipts, a pink shiny rubberband, and lip balm and phone.
Favorite thing to do before bedtime?
read a book or chat on the phone
What is one thing you are grateful for today?
nothing much, the day is young and i have a lot of studying to do.
rayia vijnas anrapa
Where were your parents born?
india
What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
i'm currently downloading the fahrenheit 911 trailer and some OC eps, can't remember what was the last full thing i downloaded, besides the latest version of msn messenger.
What's your favorite restaurant?
original sin
Last time you swam in a pool?
i haven't been swimming in ages! i can't remember =[
Have you ever been in a school play?
yeah
How many kids do you want?
3 or 4
Type of music you dislike most?
britney, and outkast-ish loud tacky hip-hop (yes kitson. outkast.)
Are you registered to vote?
nope.
Do you have cable?
yeah.
Have you ever ridden on a moped?
yup, in delhi.
Ever prank call anybody?
of course, it was a primary school phase.
Ever get a parking ticket?
i don't drive.
Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
i want to, but when push comes to shove i don't know if i'd have the guts.
Furthest place you ever traveled:
The US, I suppose.
Do you have a garden?
Yup, despite living in an apartment.
What's your favorite comic strip?
I don't read the comics in the paper, but I like reading Archie when I'm really bored.
Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Probably not, neither Majulah Singapura nor the Indian one.
Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Shower, morning and sometimes night.
Best movie you've seen in the past month?
21 grams.
Favorite pizza topping?
Cheese.
Chips or popcorn?
Chips - sour cream and onion.
What color lipstick do you usually wear?
Pale pink lip gloss.
Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
no, i don't believe i ever have
Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
nope
Orange Juice or apple?
orange juice! i love orange juice.
Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
the last time was... at the cafe in york, with the bernices, vivien, ruth, thong, shoojee, wiggy. and i had the weird garlicmushroom balls and baguette that came seperately without butter.
Favorite type chocolate bar?
i guess my favourite bar is cadbury's milk chocolate but my favourite chocolates are godiva dark chocolate with liquor.
When was the last time you voted at the polls?
never have voted.
Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?
we don't grow tomatoes at home.
Have you ever won a trophy?
yeah
Are you a good cook?
definitely not.
Do you know how to pump your own gas?
into a car? no.
Ever order an article from an infomercial?
nope, but i used to be addicted to watching the tv shopping when i was younger.
Sprite or 7-up?
i don't like either, so i don't really know what the difference is.
Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?
never had a job.
Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?
vitamin c
Ever throw up in public?
probably when i was really small, because i can't remember any time that i have.
Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
man that's a tough question. probably find true love because that's harder than becoming a millionaire.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
nope.
Ever call a 1-900 number?
yeah.
Can ex's be friends?
depends on how it ended.
Who was the last person you visited in a Hospital?
my aunt two years ago when she gave birth.
Did you have a lot of hair when you were a baby?
i don't think so.
What message is on your answering machine?
it's the usual voicemail thing.
What's your all time favorite Saturday Night Live Character?
queer eye and elijah wood on SNL! and jennifer garner, out of loyalty.
What was the name of your first pet?
i've never had a pet =[
What is in your purse?
cash and cards and my ezyvideo tag, receipts, a pink shiny rubberband, and lip balm and phone.
Favorite thing to do before bedtime?
read a book or chat on the phone
What is one thing you are grateful for today?
nothing much, the day is young and i have a lot of studying to do.
Wednesday, June 23
Second half of the England photos!
EDIT - I've also miraculously managed to figure out the html and add a photos section to the lefthandside bar. I'll slowly add my other photos as well. That is a promise I may not keep.
EDIT - I've also miraculously managed to figure out the html and add a photos section to the lefthandside bar. I'll slowly add my other photos as well. That is a promise I may not keep.
From Blur - "Girls and Boys"
Girls who want boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who go girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love
Girls who want boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who go girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love
Yay!!! Finally worked out the shutterfly shite, and the first batch of my England photos are up!
Click here.
Part two will be up shortly.
Click here.
Part two will be up shortly.
Tuesday, June 22
I have to relate a very funny thing that happened in London.
At Jubilee Market in Covent Garden, there was this stall that was selling posters and postcards and pictures and so on, and I decided I'd look for a BNL picture for Chit. So I ask the guy - do you have any Barenaked Ladies stuff? He gives me a strange look, and says no he doesn't. And I go - Nothing? No posters or anything? And then slowly he says that he might have something, and goes to have a look.
He pulls out a poster of a naked woman.
And I'm like - No, I meant the band! And he gives this relieved laugh and says no, sorry, that he doesn't have.
And I was just cracking up. It was a hilarious episode!
And another thing - Vivien's gross passport.
I asked to see her passport, and she refused, and I asked why, and she said "It's gross." And I asked why it was gross. And she said "it's just gross." And I said, "What's so gross about it?" And she said, "because it's gross." And I say, "that isn't an answer to the question in any way, grammatical or otherwise!" And by way of explanation, in all seriousness, she says "it's gross because it's gross which is what's so gross about it." It became quite the quotable quote.
Vivien again: If chickens were vegetables, I would generally be a vegetarian!
Another oft-heard Vivien phrase: "Eh you're damn mean ah!"
Bernasty says that Vivien is verbally suicidal.
At one point, someone retorted to Vivien's "damn mean" thing, that she was just "stating the facts" so whenever someone imitated Vivien and said someone was mean, the common retort, however nonsensical in the context, was that one was just stating the facts.
Shoojee about fraud: "It gets you to hell but it also gets you places."
Mark the guide: They're always building new bridges in London.
Me: That's because London bridge is always falling down.
Oh and I took tongs along, because I had these Indian food packets (another source of much amusement - It's not big enough! Which I will relate after this) and had to dump the whole packet into boiling water, so the tongs were to take the packets out of the boiling water.
Anyway, one day Thong (Eugene) asked me: "Aparna, why did you bring thongs?"
And I'm just astounded, and I say: "Why did I bring THONGS? What possessed you to ask me that?"
Thong: "Sorry! Tongs, I mean. Tongs."
... Sheesh.
Anyway, the thing about the Indian food: at YHA London there was no kitchen, so I was trying to figure out sort of container I could use to boil the packets in. We considered cup noodle cups, and the kettle itself. Nothing was big enough, and during the long discussion of possible cooking methods, I could be commonly heard saying "But it's not big enough!" and Bernasty suddenly realised that it was quite hilarious. We finally ended up plugging the washbasin and dumping boiling water in with the food packets.
In Winchester, we went down to the bar three times to bring back loads of large bowls and utensils and made lots of pasta, and I made a packet of soup which turned out really pasty. But then I realised that for that particular packet, I was supposed to open it and dump the contents into boiling water, not put the whole packet into boiling water. So I finally mixed in some boiling water, and it was essentially a very gross soup which I then had to go around begging people to eat. My class is going to open a cafe in the future, and I most certainly will not be going anywhere near the kitchen. I will be in charge of PR.
In Bath, there was a nice big kitchen for the use of the people staying at YHA, so we made the remaining 7 packets of Indian food, and the rasam rice was a big hit. It was a good thing, too, that there was so much Indian food, because on that day we'd all spent enormous amounts of money so we decided to save money on dinner. And not to worry, I didn't do much of the cooking - Vivien and Shoojee were the instant-Indian-food-making experts.
At Jubilee Market in Covent Garden, there was this stall that was selling posters and postcards and pictures and so on, and I decided I'd look for a BNL picture for Chit. So I ask the guy - do you have any Barenaked Ladies stuff? He gives me a strange look, and says no he doesn't. And I go - Nothing? No posters or anything? And then slowly he says that he might have something, and goes to have a look.
He pulls out a poster of a naked woman.
And I'm like - No, I meant the band! And he gives this relieved laugh and says no, sorry, that he doesn't have.
And I was just cracking up. It was a hilarious episode!
And another thing - Vivien's gross passport.
I asked to see her passport, and she refused, and I asked why, and she said "It's gross." And I asked why it was gross. And she said "it's just gross." And I said, "What's so gross about it?" And she said, "because it's gross." And I say, "that isn't an answer to the question in any way, grammatical or otherwise!" And by way of explanation, in all seriousness, she says "it's gross because it's gross which is what's so gross about it." It became quite the quotable quote.
Vivien again: If chickens were vegetables, I would generally be a vegetarian!
Another oft-heard Vivien phrase: "Eh you're damn mean ah!"
Bernasty says that Vivien is verbally suicidal.
At one point, someone retorted to Vivien's "damn mean" thing, that she was just "stating the facts" so whenever someone imitated Vivien and said someone was mean, the common retort, however nonsensical in the context, was that one was just stating the facts.
Shoojee about fraud: "It gets you to hell but it also gets you places."
Mark the guide: They're always building new bridges in London.
Me: That's because London bridge is always falling down.
Oh and I took tongs along, because I had these Indian food packets (another source of much amusement - It's not big enough! Which I will relate after this) and had to dump the whole packet into boiling water, so the tongs were to take the packets out of the boiling water.
Anyway, one day Thong (Eugene) asked me: "Aparna, why did you bring thongs?"
And I'm just astounded, and I say: "Why did I bring THONGS? What possessed you to ask me that?"
Thong: "Sorry! Tongs, I mean. Tongs."
... Sheesh.
Anyway, the thing about the Indian food: at YHA London there was no kitchen, so I was trying to figure out sort of container I could use to boil the packets in. We considered cup noodle cups, and the kettle itself. Nothing was big enough, and during the long discussion of possible cooking methods, I could be commonly heard saying "But it's not big enough!" and Bernasty suddenly realised that it was quite hilarious. We finally ended up plugging the washbasin and dumping boiling water in with the food packets.
In Winchester, we went down to the bar three times to bring back loads of large bowls and utensils and made lots of pasta, and I made a packet of soup which turned out really pasty. But then I realised that for that particular packet, I was supposed to open it and dump the contents into boiling water, not put the whole packet into boiling water. So I finally mixed in some boiling water, and it was essentially a very gross soup which I then had to go around begging people to eat. My class is going to open a cafe in the future, and I most certainly will not be going anywhere near the kitchen. I will be in charge of PR.
In Bath, there was a nice big kitchen for the use of the people staying at YHA, so we made the remaining 7 packets of Indian food, and the rasam rice was a big hit. It was a good thing, too, that there was so much Indian food, because on that day we'd all spent enormous amounts of money so we decided to save money on dinner. And not to worry, I didn't do much of the cooking - Vivien and Shoojee were the instant-Indian-food-making experts.
FUCK. I just spent an hour adding captions to all my photos, and when I clicked save, the session had timed out so everything was lost. And then I just wanted to share, without captions, but the maximum share size is 250 whereas I have 485 goddamn photos. This is so damn annoying.
Monday, June 21
Am uploading my england photos to shutterfly now, and I have to say it's the most annoying thing in the world. It orders them alphabetically, meaning that after 1 is 10 followed by 100 followed by 101, 102 until 109, and then 11, and then 110, and some crazy order that is alphabetical but not numerical and very annoying!!! So now I have to upload 500+ photos one by one.
i just walked out of my room to get something to eat. and my god - my house is an oven! the weather is disgusting, and i haven't even stepped out of the house since i got back saturday morning. i'm never going to correct my sleep cycle at this rate. it's 2am and i'm not remotely sleepy. i woke up late this morning and slept again for a couple of hours in the afternoon and now i'm up.
and thank god for that modern marvel that is air-conditioning.
i have a craving for a bowl of spaghetti. have been having that craving for a while, and i couldn't quench the craving in england for a decent price. i need to go to spageddies. i yearn for their spaghetti with hearty tomato sauce. been ages since i had that. and i need to get my darling doublechocolatechip muffin from coffee bean. it is a crime that england has no coffee beans, and has instead been conquered by starbucks. i am hungry!!! possibly because it's dinnertime in england, but i don't think i'm THAT jetlagged.
i shall go do some work now. or atleast get my files in order. baby steps.
and thank god for that modern marvel that is air-conditioning.
i have a craving for a bowl of spaghetti. have been having that craving for a while, and i couldn't quench the craving in england for a decent price. i need to go to spageddies. i yearn for their spaghetti with hearty tomato sauce. been ages since i had that. and i need to get my darling doublechocolatechip muffin from coffee bean. it is a crime that england has no coffee beans, and has instead been conquered by starbucks. i am hungry!!! possibly because it's dinnertime in england, but i don't think i'm THAT jetlagged.
i shall go do some work now. or atleast get my files in order. baby steps.
Sunday, June 20
My mother is stealing my magazines! I should've known she would, really. In fact I think I partly got the magazines for her. But it's a bit annoying when all of a sudden Hello!, Now! and Glamour have all disappeared from my room. And she promises to borrow my cute new slippers when they're vulnerable while I'm at school although she always makes a big fuss when I borrow her shoes, and she wants to borrow my new capris as well. Oh well, humour her, I suppose, since the parental units financed the trip and the shopping anyway.
The joys of being financially dependent.
She did get me a pretty cool sheepskin rug from New Zealand. It's fantastically soft. It's white, though - I hope it stays that way for atleast a little while.
Shit! I should start studying for CTs!!!
My cold is killing me.
The joys of being financially dependent.
She did get me a pretty cool sheepskin rug from New Zealand. It's fantastically soft. It's white, though - I hope it stays that way for atleast a little while.
Shit! I should start studying for CTs!!!
My cold is killing me.
Which Buffy Girl Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty
Who's Your Inner Buffy Bad-Girl? Find out @ She's Crafty
Ok I might have tampered with that^ one just a little bit - I love Faith!!! She turns me on.
Which O.C. Character Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty
What's Your Style? Find out @ She's Crafty
Which Sex and the City Player Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty
Ok the site is actually rather screwed up. It insists that I'm Janet Jackson and Randy Miller, no matter what my answers are for some other two quizzes. And Randy Miller SO does not fit the answers for the 80s question. Idiot.
| How to make a Aparna |
| Ingredients: 5 parts pride 5 parts courage 1 part leadership |
| Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Serve with a slice of lovability and a pinch of salt. Yum! |
Personality cocktail
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| How to make a Aparna Sanjiv Aiyar |
| Ingredients: 5 parts pride 5 parts courage 5 parts leadership |
| Method: Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of lustfulness and enjoy! |
Personality cocktail
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| How to make a Aps |
| Ingredients: 1 part friendliness 5 parts silliness 5 parts ego |
| Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Top it off with a sprinkle of curiosity and enjoy! |
Personality cocktail
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Heh heh heh.
| How to make a Diva |
| Ingredients: 5 parts anger 1 part self-sufficiency 1 part ego |
| Method: Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge! |
Personality cocktail
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| How to make a Condoleeza |
| Ingredients: 1 part competetiveness 5 parts ambition 5 parts instinct |
| Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little lovability if desired! |
Saturday, June 19
Shit I've just been looking at all my photos from the trip and I feel so SAD. Ennui and loneliness and nostalgia do not a good combination make.
I don't feel sleepy...
I feel like a good ol' bitching sesh.
And I'm starting to panic about commons. I haven't touched a thing, although I do have a perfect excuse for it. And I need to clear up my room. It looks like a tornado hit it since this morning. I suppose the tornado is me. Yay.
*FRUSTRATED*
I don't feel sleepy...
I feel like a good ol' bitching sesh.
And I'm starting to panic about commons. I haven't touched a thing, although I do have a perfect excuse for it. And I need to clear up my room. It looks like a tornado hit it since this morning. I suppose the tornado is me. Yay.
*FRUSTRATED*
Morpheus
?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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your bitch.
What swear word are you?
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Ok so I ended up falling asleep, sleeping the sleep of the dead. About an hour before lunch and then again some more after lunch, until pretty much an hour ago. And it's depressing that the sky is going dark now, because for two weeks I've hardly ever seen black sky. I want to live in English summer forever. It's marvellous.
i feel like a little shit. i didn't get souvenirs for people! i only got birthday presents for a couple of people, and the badge for bernie because it was screaming to be bought for him. and peer pressure now, cos apparently vaish bought stuff for the class and sophie did too... howww?????
i am most bored.
i feel like a little shit. i didn't get souvenirs for people! i only got birthday presents for a couple of people, and the badge for bernie because it was screaming to be bought for him. and peer pressure now, cos apparently vaish bought stuff for the class and sophie did too... howww?????
i am most bored.
I'M BACK!!!
Actually it's not a particularly exciting announcement - for me, at least. For all you adoring readers, of course, your diva is back, having developed even more of a diva personality over the past two weeks, as the Bs will prove willing witnesses.
England was FUCKING WONDERFUL!
Bernie - that's why I wasn't blogging. Youth hostels tend to have really shitty computers, and internet connections have to be paid for, and they're bloody slow anyway, as I learnt the one and only time I used it to check my mail. So I just didn't bother with computers after that, and saved the money instead for SHOPPING!!! Which I did tons of. Incidentally, Bernie, I got you a very cute, very very apt little badge from a really cool 50s/60s memorabilia shop in the town that the Brontes lived in - the name of the town eludes me at the moment.
Anyway, I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep in the past 48 hours, because Thursday night in York we had this crazy scheme not to sleep at all since we were having a party thingie in room 15, and wake-up was at 415am anyway since we had to get to the airport in Manchester. Me of course, being the diva who needs her beauty sleep, did actually fall asleep for a couple of hours. But then I thought the coach ride to the airport was going to be 2andahalf hours long, so I read magazines for a long time and by the time I was done, we'd reached the airport. And then before boarding I was window-shopping, saving last memories of my beloved Accessorize. I know they have it in Singapore, but England has proper Accessorize stores with tons and tonsa PRETTY stuff, and it's practically the first shop I zip into everytime. And GAP. Those two and Abercrombie, are stores they NEED to bring to Singapore. I think I digressed quite a bit. WhatwasIsaying.. oh right. I slept about an hour or less on the plane, because initially I was sleepy but I was watching 50 First Dates and I was determined to finish watching, because it was such an adorable movie. And then by the end of that I wasn't sleepy, and the non-sleepiness was compounded by my hunger which was so not quenched (is quenched only for thirst?) by the shitty food. I usually don't have a problem with SQ food at all, because I get Indian Veg which is usually pretty good. But they screwed up and didn't even have me down as Vegetarian, let alone Indian Vegetarian. So I got western veg, and the salad portion had shrimp or something in it. So I ate butter, seriously. Vivien was shocked by this and offered me her vegetables soaked in chickeny stuff but it's well-established that I'm not particularly orthodox about my vegetarianism when hungry, so that's what I had. And lots of orange juice and lots of tea. OJ and tea combined, I think I had about ten cups during that flight. Thankfully the flight didn't seem too long. I also watched Peter Pan and L'Auberge Espagnole and almost finished watching Swimming Pool. Swimming Pool is one helluva screwed up movie. I need to rent it or something, and watch the ending.
So, long story short, I need sleep now. In London the first day I avoided jet lag extremely successfully, but this time I think my sleep cycle is going to be seriously screwed up as it's 8am and I'm just about to go to sleep.
I miss my little UKtrip world.
I miss the people - now it's just sort of silent because everyone in my house is sleeping and I, despite having had less than 3 hours sleep in the past 48 hours, am wide awake. And I feel lonely. And blogsurfing just doesn't do it for me anymore. Surprisingly, I have found that I -can- in fact live without a computer for a period of time. I shall have to keep that habit up this week and mug for commons, even though Nasty advises that we screw Commons, ace promos and snag Progess Awards. However, I feel like being guai even though it contradicts the very fundamental aspects of my nature. We shall see if my resolve holds through the rest of this week or if it gets eaten up by, say, sleep. Or 13 Going On 30 which I MUST SEE.
OkOkOk.
Nitey night, my lovelies.
Actually it's not a particularly exciting announcement - for me, at least. For all you adoring readers, of course, your diva is back, having developed even more of a diva personality over the past two weeks, as the Bs will prove willing witnesses.
England was FUCKING WONDERFUL!
Bernie - that's why I wasn't blogging. Youth hostels tend to have really shitty computers, and internet connections have to be paid for, and they're bloody slow anyway, as I learnt the one and only time I used it to check my mail. So I just didn't bother with computers after that, and saved the money instead for SHOPPING!!! Which I did tons of. Incidentally, Bernie, I got you a very cute, very very apt little badge from a really cool 50s/60s memorabilia shop in the town that the Brontes lived in - the name of the town eludes me at the moment.
Anyway, I've gotten about 3 hours of sleep in the past 48 hours, because Thursday night in York we had this crazy scheme not to sleep at all since we were having a party thingie in room 15, and wake-up was at 415am anyway since we had to get to the airport in Manchester. Me of course, being the diva who needs her beauty sleep, did actually fall asleep for a couple of hours. But then I thought the coach ride to the airport was going to be 2andahalf hours long, so I read magazines for a long time and by the time I was done, we'd reached the airport. And then before boarding I was window-shopping, saving last memories of my beloved Accessorize. I know they have it in Singapore, but England has proper Accessorize stores with tons and tonsa PRETTY stuff, and it's practically the first shop I zip into everytime. And GAP. Those two and Abercrombie, are stores they NEED to bring to Singapore. I think I digressed quite a bit. WhatwasIsaying.. oh right. I slept about an hour or less on the plane, because initially I was sleepy but I was watching 50 First Dates and I was determined to finish watching, because it was such an adorable movie. And then by the end of that I wasn't sleepy, and the non-sleepiness was compounded by my hunger which was so not quenched (is quenched only for thirst?) by the shitty food. I usually don't have a problem with SQ food at all, because I get Indian Veg which is usually pretty good. But they screwed up and didn't even have me down as Vegetarian, let alone Indian Vegetarian. So I got western veg, and the salad portion had shrimp or something in it. So I ate butter, seriously. Vivien was shocked by this and offered me her vegetables soaked in chickeny stuff but it's well-established that I'm not particularly orthodox about my vegetarianism when hungry, so that's what I had. And lots of orange juice and lots of tea. OJ and tea combined, I think I had about ten cups during that flight. Thankfully the flight didn't seem too long. I also watched Peter Pan and L'Auberge Espagnole and almost finished watching Swimming Pool. Swimming Pool is one helluva screwed up movie. I need to rent it or something, and watch the ending.
So, long story short, I need sleep now. In London the first day I avoided jet lag extremely successfully, but this time I think my sleep cycle is going to be seriously screwed up as it's 8am and I'm just about to go to sleep.
I miss my little UKtrip world.
I miss the people - now it's just sort of silent because everyone in my house is sleeping and I, despite having had less than 3 hours sleep in the past 48 hours, am wide awake. And I feel lonely. And blogsurfing just doesn't do it for me anymore. Surprisingly, I have found that I -can- in fact live without a computer for a period of time. I shall have to keep that habit up this week and mug for commons, even though Nasty advises that we screw Commons, ace promos and snag Progess Awards. However, I feel like being guai even though it contradicts the very fundamental aspects of my nature. We shall see if my resolve holds through the rest of this week or if it gets eaten up by, say, sleep. Or 13 Going On 30 which I MUST SEE.
OkOkOk.
Nitey night, my lovelies.
Thursday, June 3
Well I won't go off without saying goodbye to my bloggie!
Am in a much better mood about blogging now in any case.
Although still, I probably won't be able to blog till I get back, as youth hostels are likely to have painfully slow connections.
And I have a new phone number!
For those who haven't already gotten the message - ask me, over MSN or next time you see me.
Or, actually, it's on my class blog.
And don't call, sms if you really need to, between now and the 19th.
Hopefully my roaming will be activated soon. I hear that Starhub is painfully inefficient.
Ciao, my darlings!
Am in a much better mood about blogging now in any case.
Although still, I probably won't be able to blog till I get back, as youth hostels are likely to have painfully slow connections.
And I have a new phone number!
For those who haven't already gotten the message - ask me, over MSN or next time you see me.
Or, actually, it's on my class blog.
And don't call, sms if you really need to, between now and the 19th.
Hopefully my roaming will be activated soon. I hear that Starhub is painfully inefficient.
Ciao, my darlings!
Tuesday, June 1
i think i'm going to take a hiatus from blogging.
anyway, i'm going to be out of town from friday.
it adds problems to my heap.
sorry to all those who've ever been offended by anything i've said here.
i don't think i've ever meant any of it.
to all those who've enjoyed reading my blog, also a big sorry.
(maybe this anti-bloggingness will go away soon.)
anyway, i'm going to be out of town from friday.
it adds problems to my heap.
sorry to all those who've ever been offended by anything i've said here.
i don't think i've ever meant any of it.
to all those who've enjoyed reading my blog, also a big sorry.
(maybe this anti-bloggingness will go away soon.)
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