Chef John, you are amazing. Because of you, I want to make EEEEVERYTHING!

Just two seconds ago, Chicken soup and dumplings. :O
Wah...
Gimme, gimme.

There's going to be an ID workshop in Amsterdam that's we were informed by Suzie about. 400 euros minus getting there and food cost. Should I? Sounds like something I shouldn't miss. My gut is telling me to go GO GO GO!

Wait, Frankie just said it might just be for 4th years.
Dafaq, Suzie?

Im going 3D printer crazy. Seriously.

On a different topic, let's talk about medical sciences. I have just found out this morning that Clinical trials for a drug that can help kids with SMA started phase 1 early this year. YES FOR SCIENCE! But I don't know how long it takes for clinical trials to go through all its phases and get to worldwide sale and use as treatment. I am extremely excited at the fact that I might one day run, jump, play laser tag, cook without help in the kitchen, CARRY MY DAMN (future) SPAWNLINGS, go hiking and spelunking and surf. I AM SO EXCITED!

I'm not going to write everything in caps because it's hard t read but know that I'm very angry and extremely disappointed as I'm voicing this out.

RUMA, the RMIT Malaysian Committee, held a Mooncake festival celebration. And it was shit.

We'll start with the welcoming booth where you pay and collect a sad excuse of a stub called a ticket. I reached the specified location with Meng and stood around looking for a place to register for about five to ten minutes, lost and confused, we peered around and I smiled at a person at the table pretty sure it was where we were supposed to sign up. Apparently, to boothgirl, smiling at her is offensive and she quickly turned away, she even went out of her way to speak with her friend. Boothgirl, I usually tell peple you can't possibly fuck up a booth job but you took the cake. All you had to do was to go to people loitering around the immediate space and ask "Excuse me, are you here for the Mooncake thing?" was that too hard? Do you speak English? AND THEN POINT US TO THE FUCKING RIGHT DIRECTION!
RUMA Boothgirl(s) is fucking thick!

Then I stood around with Meng, whom was also looking bored, trying to pinpoint who were committee and who weren't. Fucking impossible. A simple "Hi, my name is..." sticker wasn't hard, or a band on their arm, or matching coloured shirts, ANYTHING to allow us fellows to figure out who knows shit so we can ask!
President of RUMA is fucking thick.

After a while, like cows, we were herded to the uni canteen (la cantina). I say cows because we were really herded there and there was just shouting, all that was missing is a movable electric fence and/or cattleprods.
The RUMA committee is fucking thick.

In la cantina, the situation was loud, rambunctious and generally feeling like a shitty convention -- not the fun kinds where people are having fun, the kind where everyone is pretentious and one upping each other. Instead of planning for some sort of podium, having a proper welcome speech to greet the newcomers who arrived in time for the move to la cantina, and mostly apologising for the lack of food, The speakers shouted through a megaphone at a us, we were talking, like some sort of dumbfuck who's never been in a public situation and knows how to tune down a crowd before. If you opened your speech and keep talking we would eventualy quiet the fuck down! DON'T EVER BE IN FRONT WITH A MEGAPHONE AND YELL. You're fucking loud enough we just don't think you have the caliber or social grace to give a fucking ear to.
The speakers were fucking thick.

Games. Games are alright during a get-together such as this but fucking get the right games, man! Charades? REALLY? What the fuck kind of childhood did you have anyway? Charades. There are a multitude of ice-breaking games out there and you pick the game that most people are only comfortable doing in front of their close friends? FOR CHRISSAKES! AND! you don't EVER break into specific groups and singly explain the rules you FUCKING ACT THEM OUT AS A TEAM! People learn better watching something being done instead of getting verbal instructions because that is easily forgotten!
Again, the RUMA committee is fucking thick.

We were then allowed to eat. A simple quip on the event page inviting people to hit attend because 'once you have RSVP'd attending you will be given a ticket stub on site to allow yourself to redeem a delicious Malaysian meal!' That's all you fucking thick-knobs had to do. Instead, you opted to inform select individuals (you didn't even fucking use that megaphone, you fuck) that there was a line specifically for stub-holders. I didn't know what was going on and THAT FAT FUCK OF AN EXCUSE FOR A COMMITTEE MEMBER IGNORED ME when I tried to ask what was going on.
The committee and the fat fucking fuck are fucking thick.

FINALLY,
1. My table, with Meng and I, were quickly ignored and we weren't given any mooncakes. FUCK YOU.
2. Nobody went to speak to the side-liners, nobody brought tables together to get to know each other. FUCK YOU
3. We didn't know who the committee were, I would have liked to know who was running this shithole of a committee.
4. You, the RUMA committee, call yourselves the Malaysian representatives in RMIT but you have no social grace, you're rude, arrogant, unwelcoming and about as engaging as chewing tin-foil. FUCK YOU.
Fucking thick fucks.

I AM ASHAMED OF YOU.
I have never seen such dismal organisation before.

No need to be so lansi la kanasai. Party also don't know how to manage.
Score: -5/10. yes, minus five because FUCK YOU.

I'm going to run for the RUMA chair next year and show you fucking freshies how an organisation SHOULD be run. That's assuming it's not a popularity contest and an actual test of who actually CAN and HAS run organisations.

Fellow Malaysians of RMIT, I am your woman, vote for me!

Have bought all the necessaries, and some unnecessaries, Except for fishing wire. The hunt continues... *sadface*

Anyway, made some Aglio e Olio following, roughly, from this lovely video:
http://allrecipes.com/video/789/spaghetti-aglio-e-olio/detail.aspx?prop24=VD_RelatedVideo

Added Black truffle oil and some chunked up deep fried softshell crap and it was DELICIOUS.
and maybe a tad too full.

Classes gone to this week? None. :|

Things to do today:
- Buy KFC for the dinner noms
- Go to the post office to pick up my package
- Buy fishing wire
- Buy mirrors
- Do M&E, Built-in detailing, RCP, Windows and Door Scheduling, Floor and Wall detailing, and part of Plumbing because I don't know where the main pipes are.

Yay for the day:
TIJANA came through and supplied me with, not one, not two, BUT A BAJILLION frames so I can work! Love love love love.

I'm not sure if I can get through all of this, the drawing list for today, but I need to show something next week. Haven't been to tech3 class for four weeks! I am a champion. I also would like to stab my lecturer in the back of the neck with a metal spork. Gila punya jantan. -______-

GE13 has been moved to March so you lot who've not gone to register for voting, please do so at once.

I've got to get details of house things sorted before I leave. Maybe moving in with Grets (she's awesome), maybe moving in with Ry if her housemate leaves. Either way, my shit needs to go into storage.

Quickfire updates, done.

Edit:

Tomorrow
- Buy fishing wire and a glass cutter and sandpaper.I'll just pop down to Hardware Express esok. Have the mirror, gotta cut it into appropriate sizes.

I have decided that I want a 30th Birthday Roast. Yes.
A Roast.

Everyone gets to throw gags and stories for up to ten minutes. I haven't decided on who to let be roasters yet... But Meersy is the Roastmaster. XD

I had this awesome dream that I'm kicking myself trying to remember because it's so fucking awesome. Also, my brain tends to spam faces into my dreams. EVERYONE that I might have seen would be there except for that one or two fellas who I actually want to be there, like that guy who looked a little like Jason Momoa. Holy shit.

Anyway,

Work due for end of this semester, which is fast approaching:
>>Tech3, Due ??th October 2012
- Bathroom Detailing
- Kitchen Detailing
- Built-in Furniture Joineries
- Stair Detailing
- Floors and Walls Detailing
- Mechanical & Electrical
- Plumbing
- Reflected Ceiling Plan
- Windows and Door Schedule
(to be refined)
- Plan
- Sections
- Elevations
- Roof Plan
- All Existing and Demolition

>>Make, Due 11th October 2012
- Rough drawing of intended geometric string lines
- Material investigation: Timber, Aluminium brackets, fishing lines, Mirrors
- Material investigation: Crochet, knitting, netting
- Finishes investigation

>>The Expanded Screen, Due 16th? October 2012
- Cut out the shapes onto Corflute
- Refine frame drawing, including a blow-up for it to be refined with the help of Adelle and Caroline
- Email frame drawings to Adelle and ask about Capral's Qubelok
- Contract the building of Aluminium frame, cheap, lightweight, collapsible
- Pressure Pads/ Lights/ Sounds Sequencing
- Velcro
- Sound and Visual for both the Campus version and the Stage version
- Final budget sheet

Looking at all these... FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!

This, this was what kept me up til the wee hours and it still wasn't perfect because I needed sleep.



Watching Firefly and omg yes, this show is awesome. Why did I put off watching it for so long?!

Also, Resident Evil: retribution. I liked it. Watch it for the lols, killings and VG fanservice and not for the storyline.

Food, kitchen and bathroom detailing, laundry sets 1 and 2, more detailing work, email

That was the idea but obviously I segwayed into TEDtalks.
Two videos which tickled my fancy has been posted on fb and here's a little bit of internet hell
http://makibox.com
http://endlessforms.com

I sploosh.




Mind. BLOWN.
Also, all this techtalk is making me seriously excited.
An evolved tech/human hybrid. SO COOL OMAIGAHD.
Homo Evolutis.

Brain sex aside, I have realised that in most parts, facebook is a happy medium. I project amazing and happy things. I project an image of wholeness, mirth and is extremely lacking in any emotional strain which I leave out of my online presence except for Twitter.

Twitter is something of a mid-way where I have to censor what I put out or structure the sentences of 140 letters or less in ambivalence and cripticism. Especially when I'm pissed off. This also allows me to learn yto filter my overactive brain full of words and things so that the public isn't too overwhelmed. The internet should be a happy place for my public.

Do not ever think that I live life devoid of any emotion. I just choose not to show it.

I just finished watching a fella playing Amnesia and it is hilaaaaaaaaaaaarious, and because of this, I will attempt to play and finish it when the term is over.

Mid October, I await thee.

OH. MY. GOD. HAIR!
http://www.girlydohairstyles.com/
Makes me want to have a little girl kid but no. I'm not that into hair. They're absolutely lovely though!