Dear all,

If this is posted, know that I am out with some mates doing stuff to herald the coming of the new year, or to be more accurate, the arrival of. Also, if I know you, why the hell are you not out celebrating it with me?

Anyhoots, Got tagged on a brilliant videoblog by Robin Sharma and finally answering his questions for the best damn year so far.

1. Celebrate:

- Finally getting my Open Water Diver's license.
- Finishing the Advance Diploma in Interior Design awarded by Raffles International College.
- Interning at Veritas Interiors for 2 months.
- Meeting and bonding with a bunch of amazing people.
- Getting rid of the nonsense persons in my life who were there to pull me down.
- Finding the thing I would PAY to do because it makes me happy.
- Limited my facebook meanderings to 'strictly business'.
- Successful parties and gatherings.
- Got accepted into RMIT for the ID Degree.
- Got a Distributorship in my personal business.

2. Education:

- The universe loves me.
- I love me.
- Mother is always right, don't fight her. Even if she's wrong she's right.
- When people say something contrary to your beliefs, it's merely an opinion they're allowed to have so you don't have to take it to heart. What you want to do is what you want to do. Nobody can convince you otherwise.
- Always do what is right. Never do something merely because it's easier.
- You are judged by the company you keep so keep the best company around you at all times. That or diversify.
- What was I doing when I acheived my best results from the past year? I was diving headfirst into a multitude of projects, successfully dividing my time for each task and focusing on each project with all my being to get it done.

3. Clarification:

- Big 5's for the new year:
   -- Become completely self-dependant.
   -- Fall in love
   -- Make a multitude of new friends and contacts in Melbourne
   -- Be an efficient businesswoman
   -- Ace all my subjects.
- Top 5 values for the new year:
   -- Honesty
   -- Passion
   -- Tenacity
   -- Creativity
   -- Audacity.
- 5 goals for the next 12 months: 
   -- Find someone who captivates my body and mind so entirely that I cannot imagine life without him/her.
   -- Reach RGSA status in my personal business.
   -- Get a project showcased in the University Gallery.
   -- Have an amazing 24th birthday in a new location with new friends and an amazing housemate (MAY OMG MAAAAAY!!!).
   -- Be healthier than I ever was.

4. Graduation and 5. Visualisation
- Will be done continuously and fluidly.
- I need to start waking up early again... Like 8AM (though the recommended is 5AM)
- Be totally badass again because being irrefutably awesome is not enough anymore.

Ah, yes, and a year in quotes by yours truly:

"I hate cowards... With the heated passion of ten suns. I thought I'd add that in to show how intense the hatred is."

"Also, trust your instincts. They never lie."

"If you fail to plan, you plan to fail,"

"I want to take your brain, clone bits of it and transplant it into... someone else's body, can?"

"I think I need to recount the point system. HAHAHAHH 10.5? HAAHAHAHAHA..."

"Yep, Imperial March is my theme song now."

"I feel bloated. Shark week sucks balls."

"I had another zombie apocalypse dream and it wasn't scary at all!"

"COOKIES -- YEAH, YOU HEARD ME! BRING IT!"

"Corporate heresy and deskjobs are bad for my soul."

"Or, in my case, brain synapses which cause varying degrees of dopamine, norepinepherine, testosterone and phenylethylamine to be produced which generates a feeling of comfort and fluffy wuzzy bubbles... a.k.a Butterflies."

"I make it sound like I'm keeping a journal for the zombie apocalypse."

"Consider my ego stroked."

"You know, you really only have 10 years or less after graduating to make enough to live la dolce vita. I am not interested in the rat race."

"Listening to Incubus's cover of Turning Japanese before listening to The Vapours doing the original throws you off balance."

"Financially independant at 35."

"I am also so sick of apologising!"

"And I have acquired The Vampire Diaries season 1 to keep me company while I try and negate the existence of stupid people."

"DAMNIT SKILLS, I WANT YOU BACK!"

"I create my own happiness, I relish in my own joys and I'll revel in my own awesomeness!"

"At least my Bullshit Lobe on the middle of my brain still works."

"My subconscious is creepy... and weird."

"My hair is really nice today. I've been flipping it over shoulder and saying "Psheaaaaaa..." because it sounds really funny."

"How come nobody ever get's a misscall in a horror movie?"

"I don't know. My subconscious is weird."

"Jiggly butt... jiggly wiggley wiggley butt."

"More so the shenanigans that comes along with the territory of being disabled."

"It toggles from really heavy to mockingly light at whim. I also think it doesn't like me very much."

"Why does weird shit happen when I dream?"

"I have this uncanny ability to dig my own grave."

HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAVE A GREAT 2011!

I can't write because I just woke up and my thoughts are segmented so until it gets more fluid, it's going to look like my plurks.

I dreamt that I went to a Slipknot concert in Genting when I was on the way back from somewhere and Adam Celup was there. *shrugs* So weird...

And now I'm singing the traffic report I made up to the tune of George Michael's Faith.
I'm so weird. I love it! hahahaha...

My dad opened the door to everyone's room this morning and went "Elloelloelloelloelloelloello..."

I will listen to more Robin Sharma stuff becase he's a genius when it comes to bringing out a person's full potential.

Hot bath and serious scrubbing time,
Wash hair,
Smell nice
Food,
Sort out bits of room and do some filing,
Rinse out the dust and pack for tonight's meanderings
Go to Junee's

I want KFC Chikins...

Oh, yeah, and hello leaving-the-country stress. :(

Went for lunch with Zita, Christina and Iski because Zita is leaving for UK tonight at 9PM. Won't be seeing her for the next... year. D:
Anyway, the topic of conversation was how people need to learn to break up permanently and stop complaining about their chosen mate. They also need to learn that being alone is not necessarily a bad thing.

Me: Alone time is good.
Iski: ... If you have a vibrator.

Me: *blink blink* YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!

Hilarity ensues.

I hung out at Zita's after lunch with Christina just talking and laughing and watching her pack.

I can't believe I just translated 'the cat is on the chair, the monkey is on the branch, the mouse is under the table'. Hahahahahahah... I think I'm going a wee bit mental.

Whoops, the computer just swore at me in French.
hahahahaha...

I hate cowards... With the heated passion of ten suns. I thought I'd add that in to show how intense the hatred is.

MEN! IF YOU CAN GROW A BEARD!

THE BEARD QUEST!

I need to get out of this city.
Also, apparently I'm less badass.
NO!
Also, trust your instincts. They never lie.
Especially mine.
Epic rant post on the secret blog. With obscene amounts of colourful swearing this time.
I'm damn well getting my badassness back.
And the walls are coming right back up to full power.

- Reformat computer after backing everything up
- Clean room properly and sort out everything that stays and goes
- Read more
- Go back to being Zen
- Find appropriate guy to hit on and invest a month and a half worth of energy in
- Buy new external hard drive

Wednesday left tentative for Meers and Syaf to be fed by yours truly before convening to the TV room for a movie. Tentative because Wednesday is my brother's birthday and I'm not sure if we're going for dinner or if he wants to do anything in celebration of him turning... 18? Yes, 18.
Whelp, turns out the mates have to come after 10 cos I'll be out eating sushi at Hajime to in celebration of. :D

Still have to figure out what to watch that night and I have to hook the laptop up to the TV for viewing pleasure. It's really uup to those two what they wanna watch actually.

Need to clean room some more, rearrange a lot of stuff, go to Ikea to buy boxes to store a lot of stuff, rearrange my charm bracelet to accomodate a new piece of trinket.

Ah, I started a new book, L.A. Banks' The Huntress, and am watching all the movies in my hard drive that I've not watched. A month and a half. Wow.

Tron is gooooooooooood... Especially because Jeff Bridges is in it. He's sooooo cooooooooooooooool... hehehehheehhehehe...
If you don't know why you should watch The Big Lebowski.

I is need to go huntings. WARGH!

Lovely Christmas Eve with a full day of epic fullness, Christmas Day just chilling out with Mo and Post-Christmas this year with the TTDI Clan.
Now who the toss gave me a giant lolly for Christmas? Some people give the strangest gifts...
Oh, and My team won for Charades. In as well were Danny, Ikhsan, Nawi, Faheem and Faheem's girlfriend, Hana. We has kink-link. It's weird. Auto-gel.

Anyway, it's nigh 3AM. I feel an itch that needs to be scratched because it seems that I have not been in the presence of enough intellectually stimulating individuals. I probably need to get back to the amazing world of being busy.
Have stimulating conversations often enough and one tends to forget about the itch.
Stay alone at home long enough and you get this aggravating rash of an itch that craves to be scratched and speaks to you. And trust me, it speaks volumes.

I... have less... tummy fats. YEAY!

People say that a large forehead means you are intelligent/smart/bright/wise/etc.
And fat earlobes mean that you will be prosperous/well-off/financially free.
I have both.
*shrugs*

I have Sara Bareilles stuck on repeat.
I wish I was as poetic as she is. So awesome. So so so awesome.

Backtrack to Christmas day when I hung out with Momocat. We bitched as usual but the topic that came out more than once was about stimulating people and how we both feel that we're pretty smug that we were the weird kids in school. Well, I was anyway. I still am pretty smug -- and according to Junes, pretty condescending.

We're all probably going to be at Grass of Patch again for NYE. It's now a tradition that everyone might not be likely to break any time soon. So this time, more twister, charades, taboo? Perhaps someone to snog when the ball drops? Definitely Chicken this time and not pizza. Pizza gets cold fast... and kinda gets not tasty anymore.

And a side note saying how I get somewhat jealous of the couples I'm in the same room with mainly because they found someone they could boss around, get bossed around and/or act like a complete retard with. May their love and adoration NEVER end because they GMH. :D

Countdown to Melby: A month and a half.
Yeah, and Momocat said I'm less badass and I've become mellow. I told her badassness only came from the fact that I intended to be on the same badassery level as the bloke I was seeing, or higher.

I had a weird dream again. This time there were two of us moving into one apartment and at the same time I was getting used to being an ID consultant working with other people, especially suppliers. I can't remember what my colleagues looked like, nor can I remember the faces of anyone else but the point is... I tried to pick up a hot supplier. Hahahaha... Wow, if I don't shark in life my dreams shark for me? hahahahaha...

Anyway, Supplier guy was actually across the table from me while we were dealing with the price of his wares and he decided on 220/sq feet. I made the giant goo-goo eyes and he brought it down further to 200/sq feet. I wasn't sure what went on there but I took it as a cue. He was still pussyfooting around. So what did I do? We were walking in this area that looks like a really old park with moss growing over the stairs (new dream scene, yay?), chain link fence overhead with a small opening and a large van/lumbago/trailer parked outside that said 'Try-outs for Alice In Wonderland" and I asked him if it was weird if I asked him to go out with me. He smiled and asked me if I was trying out as Alice. I told him I've been in AiW thrice and wasn't interested anymore. He wanted to check out the scene so he stayed in line. I waled ahead to check out the people, walked past the chain link fence, down a step and the scene changed to the apartment. I don't like the apartment, it's pretty ugly. The bathroom is really REALLY ugly and wet. Ergh.

Skip to the bit where I come back to the trailer/lumbago/van, he was still there and I was holding something, I think it was cloth. Really super soft cloth. I went up the step through the chain-link fence, realised that auditions were over but he was still there waiting for something. He smiled at me from far away and suddenly acquired a posse and we walked past him singing The Wizard of Oz's We're off to See the Wizard. Strange. He sang along at one point too, I mean who doesn't sing along to that song??

Good question: Who are these people in my dream sequences and why am I trying to pick them up? He's really cute though.

June's place for makanans and minumans and general sessions of chillouts with the TTDI Clan today. For a happy boxing day celebration hahaha... Junee's last makanfest with the KL kids for the next 5 months.

Should I make profiteroles this morning? Hmmm... Yes.

Alright, might not make Oyster Party Part Deux because I don't feel like it. Of course there's still a matter of going to Cherating for a break in January for 2 nights.

Oh, man, January is going to be amazing!

Liza gave me a locket that you can keep pictures in so what I'm actually going to do is NOT put a picture in but write a note to myself, roll it up and put it there, a little prayer so to speak. A prayer for myself that I shall keep with me all the time. I'm fiddling with the trinket right now while thinking of a quote to put in. It's much too small for me to write a letter to myself for the future.

Haha... I'm sentimental like that. It would also make a kickass present in general. Heart with a note.



"Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long,"

Sara Bareilles love.
Momocat love, too!

People to meet up with:
Adam, Michelle Lee, Mountain Man, Ninatoods, Mark.

Shitty deal is a major fuck-up the day after your birthday.
You live, you learn.
So, where was I in all this rubbish?
Getting antsy as usual because the sure-fire way to make me anxious and worried is to keep your phone off and inaccessible to... ME. And, there's no other way to get a hold of you.
Those who know me know how much I freak out.
And trust me, I called a billion times. Okay... five, or something, but who's counting?
It was a damn good thing I was ridiculously busy today otherwise I'd be out of my mind and consumed.

That said,
I need to shark... The itch is so amazingly potent to get me off me arse.

Anyway,
TFM Official Launch 9:45AM, Lunch with JY 1PM, breather 3PM, Grammas for cousin's birthday 4PM, Liza's birthday dinner 7PM, smokes with RSGC Clan 10PM, breather12AM, Judge and Bishop comes over 1AM, day finally over 2:30AM. Sleep at 3-ishAM.

If I had a *koff*boyfriend*koff* he'd tell me to get off the farken laptop and do something productive like read a book.

Note to self: tell Bishop bout the 'burping guy'.

Here we are, the last week of 2010, and it's time to get rid of last year's junk, celebrate the winnings and achievements, be grateful for what you have and will have, for the people you live with and the ideas you live by and to plan the coming year  to be as fruitful as it could ever be.

Life doesn't come if you don't grab it by the balls.

60 Tips for a Stunningly Great Life by Robin Sharma
Read it and try make it happen though my hangups will be on numbers 9, 14, 15, 24 and 54.
You know why lah.



Watch this video too! Get your shit in gear for the new year. :D

I sit here, thinking about the questions he posed for the 5 key steps to making your life wonderful for 2011 and so on and it's actually not that hard, I'll post it up as my New Year's post and trust me, the prospects for 2011 are delicious.

If you fail to plan you plan to fail.

Much love for the talented Sara Bareilles.

Wednesday = Office X'mas party at 6.
Wednesday = waking up in the morning and morning is 1PM
Wednesday = laziness ke tahap karma.

Dear Douchey,

I want to take your brain, clone bits of it and transplant it into... someone else's body, can?

And, no, I'm not going to get sucked into Reddit.

No.

Also, bring Noisypoppy to Melbourne in March! You guys can sleep on my couch.

Sincerely,

Your most favourite person in the world.

Anyway, Malay food not as daunting a task as I had imagined. But I did mix up Masak Darat and Gulai Siam because they've got the same ingredients except Masak Darat you fry in oil and is chicken based and has potatoes and Gulai Siam you boil, is beef based and no potatoes... So, I ended up making Gulai Siam Chicken. hahahahaha... Dad had seconds so I win :D

Why do I write?
I'm not quite sure but it makes me feel better. It's like unloading all my worries into a neat little folder so I can cross reference it later.

Lemongrass tea is delicious with a little bit of honey and ice on a hot day. Problem is, it's cold outside. WTF, Malaysia? WTF?!

Also, have I mentioned how much I love Christmas? I gawt presents, yo. :D
I so happeh. Skinfood, earrings, bathbombs, trinket box, glass swan, t-shirt... MOAR MOAAAAAAR!!
I love presents... <3

Oh, and I have a crapload of candycanes to go around. yeay!

... I want the 'Everyday Looper' for mah iPhone. Hamagawd! :O
*sings* Mec, qu'est c'est bon?...

A mediocre Tuesday morning starts at half-ten.

The curtains are left undrawn, light diffusing through it like liquid gold through rose coloured glasses.
It's going to take me a week to get my systems back to full gear since I shut it down over the weekend.
My sister once exclaimed rather loudly that I was like a machine. I do admit that sometimes I do have a tendency to plow over work with the determination of a cat in heat -- I couldn't find a better synonym -- but I am not a machine. If I were, that would explain why it's taking such a long time for my brain to reboot... Must be the bug fixes and anti-virus running amok.

I have projects lined up, one after another, to keep me in sane mind for the next month and a half, before I depart to Melbourne for another few years of school. A degree in Interior Design that I had been accepted into. So much to prepare and I'm rather looking forward to it.

Your life's calling is something you love to do so much that you don't mind doing it for free.
You don't mind that you might end up living in a box at the side of the road because of it.
I'm 23, 24 in April, and I found mine.
Best Christmas present from myself... EVER!

This is too funny, my friend is a genius.

Friend:

its funny...i wanted to dl some house music...and i accidently download some spanish acapella beach song...THE WHOLE ALBUM...

......

im forcing myself to like it now

it took me about 30mins to dl this thing AND IM GONNA LIKE IT!

Me:

30 mins... is not alot

...

you can just delete it

is it any good?

Friend:

i guess its good

i downloaded 3 of their album

Me:

:|

Friend:

coz its in 1 zipped file

Me:

HAHAHAHAHAH

sad

if it's good passs to me

Friend:

wait..let me give u a sample

Me:

Ogeh.

Friend:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiCw-sQIZb0

(You need to click this link to fully experience what I experienced.)

Me:

mkkkhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah... i kenot.

listen

to

this

shit

Friend:

LISTEN TO IT!

Me:

im too busy laughing

HAHAAHAHAHAH YOU'RE DAMN WELL GOING TO LIKE IT!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Friend:

.........

i cant believe i just downloaded 3 of their albums.

It's a well known fact that I love to eat.
It's also a well known fact that I love to cook.
So, if something isn't cooked properly you can hear me gripe about it endlessly.

I do one of two things at a restaurant if I don't like something:
1. If I'm hungry, I eat it begrudgingly, inform the floor manager to get the chef and tell him/her off but pay anyway because I was hungry and I ate it.
or
2. I shove the food to the side, glare at the waiter, tell him/her to get the floor manager/chef. Scold the chef because my culinary intelligence was insulted. Leave and never go there again then proceed to tell people about what a shit deal the restaurant is.

I can't stand wrongly cooked food, bad ingredients and untrained staff.
And most of the time, if I can cook it and serve it in proper form and you can't, you're in trouble.
I almost never complain about a food I've never eaten unless I've had it at a place and it was done better.

Beware the educated irate customer for she brings wrath upon the restaurant that insulted her tastebuds.

Kazzer, bring me home my kind of good looking Scotsman when you return. :D
Ah, yeah, and make sure he can drive and has a car di KL. hahahahaha...

WOOHOOO! Just got the CoE, RMIT HERE I COME!
Visa, I get you soon!

Goal: Read four books this week.

Had an amazing roast beef dinner with part of the RSGC Clan (seeing as how some of them are not at the tanahair).

Third time's a charm for the molten chocolate cake and it was GOOOOOORGEOUUUUUUS.
Apparently I'm making people fat.
It's not my fault most of them decided to go for seconds.
We makan so much we forgot to eat the trifle but I'll bring that one for them tomorrow when we all go for early smokes.

I lied when I said I was going to be an unemployed bum mooching off my parents for a month and a half because I have my own business to do. :D
Grandsun will be on the forefront for the next month and a half as will be exercise regiments, catching up on reading and prepping to go to Melby.

Sister's friend, Patrick:

Can you go to Australia and make me Trifle?

Me:

I am going to Australia but not to make you Trifle.

It's now time to eat lunch,
Then calculate expenses,
Then clean the room,
Then update all social activities,
Then update exercise regiment,
Then read book.

Ah, holidays.
I like Christmas holidays, I get presents and give presents. :D

I'm being consumed by puns.

Addendum:
My passion is feeding people good food and I'd gladly do it for free if I had the money to spend.

WHERE'S MY CONFIRMATION OF ENROLMENT?

Anyway,
I have come to realise why I over analyse everything.
It's because there's always a security issue.
I know myself so well that the arguments I have with myself are rendered moot to the original idea.
I know myself so well that I know most of my strengths.

It's taking me two days to write this post, started yesterday and today is Friday.
So, today is my last day at the office and I'm waiting for it to be 6 o'clock.
Should I go to Hartamas? Should I not go to Hartamas?
I wonder if Judge is free... Hmmmm...

Waiting for 6... waaaaaaaiting...... foaaaaaaar siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiix...
(had written 'seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeex' first but it looked suggestive)
lol.

Perhaps I have gotten too used to using 'noob' for anything dumb. I need a better word.
hahaha...
Found a delightful little video from CollegeHumour... Look for "PWN'D Support Group". *smirk*
7|-|47'5 50|\/|3 1337 5|-|17, y0.

I still haven't got my confirmation of enrollment letter. BAH.
X'tina owes me smokes. ha ha ha ... yeah, I'm dull as a brick that way.

KIV Tabs for my month and a half break from being a student. Starting tomorrow, I am hereby a JOBLESS BUM mooching off the lovely parental units.

Finally, welcome to the Last-day-of-work's 'NAK' session. It's got pictures...

Five Finger Death Punch Hoodie... NAK!

The Full Daria Animated Series Boxset... NAK!

The end. Good day to you. Whatever.

Goddamn groupie genes make me completely under the spell of most men with mad guitar skill and an amazing voice.

So, after an initial maximum score of 10,
+2 if he plays guitar/bass/drums/triangle
+3 if he has the kind of personality that leaves you wanting more
-2 if he has no personality
-ALL POINTS if he's a total douche
+2..5 if he has his own place
+2.5 if he has his own car
-2 if he made many 'fails'
+1 if he's a chef
+1 if he has a gorgeous rich deep baritone voice
-1 if a year younger
-3 if more than 2 years younger
+1 if older

Mr Tashtybum started at 6
and stayed at 6 to be honest.
Well, no. He failed so he's now a 4... but... wait...
He's a chef... he is now a 5.

Douchey started at 4
his voice got him bumped to a 5
then I got to know him better and it bumped him to an 8.
Pastu he started playing guitar, singing and playing bass sometimes.
Sial la. 9.

Mr Pointyelbows... started at 5
ended at 1... Because he is him.
*shrugs*

Ewok... 4
and 4.
*eyeroll*

Piggy started at 5
+2+3+2.5+1-3 = 8.5

Celup Italy Initially about a 6
+2+3+2.5-2-1 = 10.5 ...
whoaaa that's not right... hahahahahaha omg HAHAHAHAHA...

I think I need to recount the point system. HAHAHAHH 10.5? HAAHAHAHAHA...

I needed to do a short write-up but my mind was drawing a blank.
I needed to start writing soon or I was doomed.
Also, there were hunger pangs.

I finally started writing but I got distracted by blogging and realised my spelling has gone out of whack.
But it's okay, I'm about done.
Aaaaaaand I'm done.



Imperial March madness.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

As an addendum to my Wednesday misery which is soon to be cut short because I have a long day of wonderful things to do after I hand up. Looking forward also to a good Affogato at the Terrace! Just lovely.
Anyway, The Terrace @ Hock Choon tonight for TFM's Pre Launch at 7PM. What to wear, what to wear? A dress?
I need to find something to put on inside the dress that I have, like inner lining kinda thing because it's pretty see-through. :(
Damn.

Yay, done! Print, bind and send. Then turn brain off and work on auto at the office.
Oh, and Lunch.

I'm on a Star Wars bender. Time to watch the whole thing back to back over the holidays. :D

The Imperial March should be my theme song, damnit.
And Epica is awesome because they totally awesome'd the Imperial March.

Yep, Imperial March is my theme song now.
HEHEHEHEH...

Malasnya nak BQ... urghhhhh all I wanna do is sleep now. :(

This is what I spent my weekends doing.
Unedited. DONT. JUDGE. ME.
Assholes.

Reception/Cafe Area sans artwork and other brain hurting things. Also, the table is hovering a foot and a half off the ground, you will not question this fact because it's a magical table. Shut. Up.

Then you walk upstairs to the 1st floor and you see the Lounge Area where the women go and relax and you realise the kaki kerusi terpesong abit. Damn.

*shifty eyes*

And finally, a keras looking massage bed in the Pamper Suite on the 1st floor.

I have just learned how to illuminate the whole room... 30 minutes ago. GRARRGHHH *flips table*
I need more Perspective skills, man.

Hope you HAD a good weekend. I know I didn't because it was only moderately good. Bah.

P/S: Fuck the other two scenes, it's not so important.

I'm supremely annoyed with V-Ray. I'm about THIS close to flipping something and taking a screenshot.

*swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear*

I HAVE AT LEAST THREE SCENES TO RENDER THE LITTLE *swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear swear* BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.... IT GIVES ME A BLACK SCENE EVEN IF I DID THE *swear* LIGHTING PROPERLY AND DID EVERYTHING I COULD DO TO FIX IT....

I EVEN LEFT THE *swear* THING ON OVERNIGHT AND WHAT DO I GET? NOTHING! WORTHLESS PIECE OF *swear swear swear*.

AND I HAVE TO HAVE IT READY BY TUESDAY BECAUSE *swear* HAND UP IS ON *swear* WEDNESDAY MORNING and dh, I'm going Christmas shopping today. Yay! :D

My lower back...
is.
in.
PAINOMG!

:(

Reasons why I look fine but secretly I want to maim you in the most violent possible manner:
1. I am in pain.
2. You are stupid.
3. Crappy radio music in my ear that I somehow am unable to block out.

I'm doing my 3D stuff today.
I have to try and block out the annoying pain. Let it get nice and numb. Let me get into the point where I am not distracted. I have 5 scenes to build and a day and a half to do them because rendering is going to take the whole goddamn weekend...

As I've requested you check back, there will be update continuation.

I... am in less pain and will have a chocolate mousse cake for tea.

@ 1:57PM, 3/5 3D modelling bits done.
@ 2:34PM, 4/5 3D modelling bits done.

I feel bloated. Shark week sucks balls.
I'm getting some new piercings... But that would mean no swimming for a month. No, kenot.
I'll get new piercings... eventually.

@ 3:40PM, 5/5 3D modelling bits done.

Chillin now and reading posts on Bad_Sex because it's all either hilarious or totally gross.
I resume work eventually and have at least 2 pieces ready for rendering while I'm out shopping for Christmas presents. Yeay!

Ah mess douchey. Next year I go to his gig... and throw rocks at him. hahahahahaha...

Beli-ing more albums when shit is done, yo. :D
Need to dance to Jamiroquai.

I feel my heart sinking into my gut. Something don't feel right.

This'll be the last month, well, maybe most of next month too, that I'll be wearing contacts of different colours.
My money, no need to fly everywhere, start by cutting errant spending.

Speaking of errant spending, CHRISTMAS IS UPON US!
Time to buy stuff for people!

That 12 days of Christmas song can go suck it. What if you don't have a true love?
SUCK IT!
On the first day of Christmas my lover gave to me...
Absolutely nothing, the tosser.
hahahahahaha...

Oh and by the way,
It's SHARK WEEK.

On a more random note...

She is me and this is he.

Who is he?

I have no idea. 

All I know is that I want this.

Comic hail: Meredith Gran (Octopus Pie)

Ibanez BTB670 Bass.

...

...

NAK!

Holy shit I want to play bass. Cos bassisst do it deeper... hur hur hur...

HAHAHAH...

seriously, want!

and off it goes into the wishlist... hahaha...

Yesterday was a really, REALLY productive day and now I have a week to finish my BQ, which is another one day job, and the 3D renderings.

*stretch*

The perspectives that I'll be rendering: The room for both massage and bath, the room with bath only, the 2nd floor lounge, the disabled bathroom and the main entrance/cafe area.

I have fond Tulamben diving memories. Especially of the cute guy divers. *wiggles eyebrows*
6 more dives to do before I can go for my advance open water certification!
One dive trip per year, yes?
MAY LEE WHEN YOU WAN GET DIVING LICENSE?
I want to dive in Vietnam, Kongkong says it's nice.

Lunch is making me sleepy.
I need to cut the frizzy bits off my hair.
I need to do some 3D.
I need to be at work before 2.
I need to clean up some of the sheets and prepare the schedule for the submission and oral presentation.
I need to call the urut/lulur lady and make an appointment for the 20th.
I need to get impartial third party to pick names out of the hat for the Secret Santa.
I need to narrow down impartial third party.
Impartial third party would probably be my brother. Duh.
Secret Santa names will be out tonight, get your shopping ready.
I need to... figure out my theme for the Pre-Christmas Christmas Dinner.
I need to distribute candycanes to people who don't get a designated gift from me.
I need to go and BUY said candycanes...

I love December.

Today, I slog, and possibly not sleep... But I'll have naps.
WOOO!!! Adam's back on the 15th!
I think... it's journal entry day today... Soooo...

7AM:
Woke up to take a piss
Brushed teeth and all that
Hit the laptop because facebook is oh so important...
Turned on AutoCAD
Stared at assignment
Spoke to Jon after soooooo long over Skype.

8AM:
Finally started work?
No, still trolling the net.
Stare further into the abyss that is my assignment.
What shall I have for breakfast?
Mom interrupts to tell me she's making Mac'n'Cheese for dinner. Yum!
The hunger, it commeth.
Did some work, finished some sheets, finally.
Goes to kitchen to find food.
Breakfast. Crackers and tuna spread. Could use some cheese slices.
Hmmm... Jacob's crackers surprisingly tasty.
Continues working.
Reads article about Shahidan Kassim making a fuss about how he wants FB banned because of 'National Security' -- How about I shove his national security up his butthole? Fascist pig.

9AM:
Eats a cracker
Do some work
Plurk updated... twice.
Checks Twitter
Wonders why I lose interest in things so quickly.
Tangents into the internet again.
Work.
Thinks of Skyping Douchey. He is not online -- He never is because of his BBM. Baaargerrr...
Almost fell off chair while stretching.
Finished another sheet.

10AM:
Checked FB
Kaz is online, speaking to her about girly things men shouldn't know about.
Work.
Finds the Malay Language less stimulating.
Decides to stop hunting men until next year.
Listens to Lynard Skynard's Free Bird
Discusses the complexities of the characters in Daria.

11AM:
Work.
Finishes another sheet.
Starts on Sectional Elevations -- Finally. *sigh*
Psyches self up.
Damn. Floor and Wall coding isn't done yet.
Listened to Jon Cage's 4'33 masterpiece. Was a total wreck by the fourth minute and thirtysecond second. Amazing.
Work.

12PM:
Work.
So... tedious...
Another sheet done.
Resumes Sectional Elevation work... le sigh...
Some phrases, the more you read the more grammatically wrong it starts to sound.
Perhaps Wednesday night is for smokes?
Fesbuk... I check you.
Did dad pay the book guy yet?
He didn't... -_____- SORRY FAIZAL! Esok bank in duit!
Things in my head need to be sorted out.
Walked around the house to de-brain the stress?

1PM:
Half one, came back to elevations. ergh. Found Timesavers G to ID, referring to it now.
Eating Moussaka whiile working = Bliss.
OMAIGAWD SHE'S NAGGING NONSTOP!

2PM:
Meh...
I cannae escape this sinking feeling... It feels like... sinking. It's a goddamn sinking feeling, leave me alone!

3PM:
Watched one episode of Daria.
I hate doing the last few bits of the 2D CADs.
Watched random Youtube vid Neil Gaiman posted on his Twitterfeed.

4PM:
Still on the elevations. mainly because I got sidetracked for too long. 2 out of 4 done.
Remembered that I wanted to read Make Room! Make Room by Harry Harrison, I think I have it somewhere in my computer.

5PM:
Still not finished yet. About to flip table.
Ohmmmmmmmmmm...
Sick Sad World is the shit.
One more elevation to go and we can move on to detailing *shudders*...
Peppermint tea.

6PM:
Elevations are done! Take a breather and then detailing. it's 6:09 btw. Yeahhh...
Space out.
Does the sheets for the Elevations as a means to space out.
But momma, I don't wanna do detailing :(

7PM:
Have decided to resume working after dinner and a nice hot bath... or dinner, work then nice hot bath? Or just nice hot bath tomorrow? Showers just doesn't cut it anymore.
Dinner done. Slothing whilst figuring out how to arrange the detailing into at most 2 pages. Because I'm special like that.
Kaz passed me The Difference Between 'Cute' and 'Hot' and I read it and... nodded in agreement to be honest.

8PM:
I've been at the computer (sporadically meandering into the outside world) for more than 12 hours and that makes me sad.
Listening to The Kinks' You Really Got Me... Then on to Van Halen's version :O
See, I could have done all this in a day on ANOTHER day but I couldn't be arsed so I didn't.
I feel like YTF. May, min, Friday YTF jom...

9PM:
Listening to Incubus's I Miss You, live at Bakersville.
Doing Detailing and getting rather bored and stumped. I can't believe I've been at it for 12+ hours.
Incubus bender because I am bored and I can sing the songs without deathgrowls and pigsqueals.

Fugg dees sheet. Dah cukup tu update by the hour. Cam sial.
Eat shit and die.
No, I joke. I love you.
I really do.
See?
This is my love for you...
It's theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees big.
No? Whatevs.
I'm going back to work.

Del Amitri's Roll to Me is still music to my ears.

People, go bring your ears to the wash and make sure you get to that bit where it makes Rihanna and Beiber sound nice... Because, really, it doesn't.



So, yeah.

2 MORE WEEKS MAHFAKAAAAA!!!
10 days actually.

I think I have too many Arctic Monkeys songs in my musiclistenigapparatus.



There, some music just for you.

Jane Lane is talking in my head.

By the way, New Year's Eve is for Oyster Pahteh 2010/11?
No fireworks but it's gonna be fun
But, damn, I want fireworks. And oysters..
And someone to snog when the proverbial ball drops for the new year.
Damn.

UNIVERSE, WAI YOU NO GIVE ME SOMEONE TO SNOG?

Good Sunday, people.

I, like Firt, have pre-monday blues.
Also, I'm hungry.
I had a lovely time on Friday night (and most of the morning) with May and Ikhsan and Min and some others. It wasn't a totally bitchin party but it was good. Taboo at the end of the night made up for crappy drinking games that I would rather have not done.

Dad commented on riffraff boys that we shouldn't be dating.
I guess the prospective boyfriend/mate bar just got higher.
Damn.
If it's one thing I'd like is to be able to parade the male in front of my parents with pride which would prove to be a Herculean task.

I may or may not be damai-ing tonight. Might as well just bum around and work in the home library. I get work done there because my room is far too distracting.

I forgot who I had this conversation but it went something like...

Me:                       You know what I have a hankering for?
Other Person:        What?
Me:                       A really good Frittata...
Other Person:        Why don't you just call it a fucking omelette?
Me:                       Fine, I want a loaded fucking omelette.

By the way,

NEW SHORT UP ON

PROJECTARIES!

Sha, on why she hates office/desk jobs... Yes, even the glorified ones.

1. You sit all day.
2. You don't get enough water.
3. You're in a dry cold environment all day.
4. Food is unhealthy if you don't bring something from home and excessively expensive for something non nutritious and tastes like crap.
5. You can't eat when you want where you want.
6. Your time is constricted to working hours.
7. You're used and abused by your superiors who earn more than you yet do less work.
8. You get your soul sucked out of your body little by little every day.
9. You become fat, wrinkley, lethargic and pimpley.
10. You make up excuses to not go exercise because you're brain-dead from workplace drama and politics -- Oh, and work, too.
11. Lunch is an hour short.
12. You may or may not dislike your colleagues. Most of the time it's the case of the latter.
13. Your nights usually end at 11PM
14. Your youthful demeanour takes a turn for the worst and you start behaving like a cranky old lady/man.
15. You feel like snacking all the time.
16. Some people who use the restrooms either don't flush or they flood the whole place.
17. There's. Not. Enough. Spoons/Cups/etc...
18. People shirk duties after they find out you pick up their slack.
19. NOBODY owns up to their mistakes.
20. It feels like kindergarten but the prison version because everyone behaves like a bunch of five year olds.
21. Sometimes there's no work and other times work is flooding your space, mind, thoughts, dreams and you have to work overtime and often stay overnight.
22. Most clients are a bunch of self-righteous, self serving morons.
23. You lose your humanity in the monotony of Sleep-Eat-Work.
24. You can't play games at work when you're so saturated and you need a break.
25. No. Headphones. Sucky. Radio. Crap.
26. Irritable colleagues who are overworked.
27. When one person gets sick, everyone gets sick in succession.
28. No. More. Social. Life -- Well, less than before.

So there is an inconclusive list of why I wont be a 9to5er for too long. I'm going to damn well be on the right side of the cashflow quadrant.
After I finish with work, I'll finally be catching up on the reading list and going back to the usual exercise routines of physio/occu, stationary bikes and swimming sessions.
*Smiles*

It's great.
I know where I stand.
And sit, and lie.

2 weeks before my Internship ends,
3 weeks before the term ends,
4 weeks to the new year,
Hello, 2011, I can see you peeking around the corner!

Listening to Dire Strait's Money For Nothing because my brain doesn't work.
AutoCAD is on so I can start working. I don't feel like going out.
I blurcase.

Hanging out with Meers at Damai tomorrow with my laptop, some music and lots of work. Most of which I will have to finish today.
I can do this! I can!
I'm sorry, Wil, but I guess I won't be hanging out with you lot today.

Damn, I feel like an ice-cream sundae, a bath and a nap. Damn, you assignments, damn you...
*shakes fists towards heavens*

Diving at Sipadan in 5 years. I need to get my Advanced Diver's Cert by then.
Yay! 6 more dives before I can qualify.
One diving excursion per year for the next 4 years.

I don't think very highly when it comes to the sanctity of marriage but I am toying with the idea of a life-mate a'la domestic partnership.

I need new black leggings.
I dread packing for Melbourne.

The internet is being blasphemously slow.

I have a billion parts of the assignment to complete soooo...
Not going out (except with the parental units to a movie) starting Sunday.
Because I'm booked solid until then...

See, if I focused reaaaally hard I could finish all the 2D crap in a day.
But.
I.
Get.
Distracted.
Too.
Easily.

I need people to go do work with me at Damai. Seriously, the situation is getting dire. DIRE, I SAYS!
Okay, Sunday I'm parking my butt at Damai.

...

Ah feels so pohpularrr! tch.
Pre-Christmas Christmas Dinner on the 18th with my RSGC babes.

December, like The Bloke said, we have a love-hate relationship with.

The Fatherling made Prawn Aglio Olio last night and it was delicious! Finished off with the leftover Almond Bread & Butter Pudding eaten with a little bit of accidentally homemade Dulce de Leche and some whipping cream. Ah, bliss.
I win at desserts.

Kaz's BBQ tonight but I have no time to make Banoffee Pies so I'm not going to.
Work is at the forefront today, going to finish up the lighting points and M&E.
Plumbing, RCP, Coding and Sectional Elevations to be done tomorrow -- If I finish the Lighting and M&E early, this might get bumped up to today provided I don't have anything at the office to do.
Detailing, Codings, B&C, Mood & Material Boards and starting on the 3D over the weekend to be rendered throughout the next week while I'm at work.

3D spaces to render:
- Entrance
- Room 1 - Bath
- Room 2 - Massage
- Room 3 - Both
- Lounge looking towards the water feature and planter box
- Toilet

Once, everything is done, prepare the PP for week 11's oral presentation.
Ha-ha Oral. *Ken Sebben's voice*

Timetable for next week and the week after is done. Work. Le sigh.