The One Where I Ranted A Tad Cos I'm Pretty Riled Up After Seeing Something On Facebook And Wanted To Vent

Hi y'all.

Exam's just ended. 7 weeks of vacation! YAY, FREEDOM! Endless hours of sitting on my bed watching tv shows! That or lying down and reading a book. Ahh, my life is just a big bubble of fun and enjoyment.

Anyway, enough about my eventful life. I have so many pet-peeves. I'll just list out some. If you've done this before, please understand that I'm not singling you out or whatever.

The sound of uninterrupted running water. Basically, it's like when people're using it, they reach for soap/dish, let's the water run while soaping their hands/dish. Like they don't even use the water in this process. Like, just turn it on again when you're done soaping, it's not that hard of a task! My goodness, this irks me so bad. I can't even pay attention so much when a romantic movie scene has some form of shower love makin' in them, or they just leave the shower and lets the water run. I'm always like, "Gosh turn it off first, before you turn it on!" Ya know what I'm sayin'? Haha. And I hate it when people in tv shows ons the faucet to dampen the sounds of their voices so they could talk and no one would over hear them? Yep. Irritating. Also, it always remind me of Ilyas. He was my lab partner. When we'd wash our equipments, he'd be annoyed whenever I turn off the faucet when he's grabbing another test tube. LOL, memories.

Now I don't preach about not wasting water since I'm an Earth girl who promotes the 3 Rs or some environment activist like that. I just hate it when people waste water. There's not enough of it and we could be drinking pee water this time in the next two years! I don't know about you, but I've tasted NEWater and I never want to ever again.

When people take credit on the works you've done. I've never really realised how much I'd hate it when I did 90% of a group project and someone takes credit for it since that never happened in secondary school. So there's this project we had last year. We stalled on it and only started doing it a few days after the submission. I did most of it. I remember not sleeping for a whole day to get it ready before submission. We got a B+ on that one. I thought it was really good considering all the 3700 of the 4000 words of it came from me and I had to relearn the bloody half of the book since I didn't pay attention in class. But they thought "It's okay, we'll just do better next time." Um. What? And then we found out we did the best in class and suddenly it was all, "Oh we're so good even for last-minute stuff!" HAH. YEAH WE ARE. Or a joke I made that they found funny and post it as a status and get plenty likes and comments and they'll be like, "cos I'm awesome." UGHHHHH. PEOPLE LIKE THAT ACTUALLY EXIST. DON'T THEY KNOW I'M GONNA SEE THAT? It's okay if it's something I got from tumblr or whatever but if it's freaking original, I'm freaking proud of it! I know, I'm really petty but whatever. I like getting recognised. Everyone loves admiration. I still have the worst self-confidence though.

When people ask inane questions to waste people's time and get participation marks. So you know poly has this 10% participation marks thing that you'll get if you contribute in class discussions and stuff. Well, people in my class freaking abuse the shit out of it. Just about anything, they'll ask. Like the stupidest fucking things people should be afraid of asking in public for fear of condemnation because that questions are the most "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ASKING THAT" kinda things. You think I'm exaggerating? Maybe a little. But it seriously got me so riled up!

Also people who gets threatened when you said you're studying. It's like it affects them in some way. Like if I study, they'll somehow know less. It's funny. Seriously, go up to an Accountancy student from NP and tell him you're from the same course and you spent your whole night studying for a test that's coming up in a month and he'll probably shit his pants in fear of you and your intellect. Fuck's sake.

When people are always late. I don't mean 10-15 minutes late. That's fine. Shit happens, you missed the bus or train, you miscalculated the time.. Whatever, that's alright. But when you make me wait over 30 minutes for you, I'm not gonna be happy. I mean, I won't scream at you or anything, but I'll be so annoyed for the duration of time you're gone plus 5-10 more minutes after your arrival and apologies. UNLESS I have company. Then that's really alright. I get past it pretty easily though. It depends on how awesome you are or your reasons. But if that happens all the time, you have to fix something. That's not cool, man.

When people make plans with you, then they end up cancelling. Like you can't depend on their word whenever you make plans to meet up. I hate this so much cos this happens a lot. Idk. I don't really cancel when I've already said "I'll go". So most of the time I'll just say "I'll confirm later" or whatever. I try hard to stick to it if I already said I'll go. I don't know man. Probably why I really like staying home these days. I mean, going out is super fun. But the planning? Nope, no thanks. Don't wanna deal with that.

OH YEAH. Are you guys going to get work or something?

Paradise. para para paradise.

Hey guys. Yes, sorry, it's been awhile... haha.. anyway, I'm having my holidays now. it's great.

Right, as I've mentioned, I'm posting two titles today! whoopeee! :)

kk on to business.

I keep thinking of what a perfect date would be, but there's alot of combinations to that! like having a candle lit dinner on the top of a cruise with the moon, countless stars and the breeze... or going to the zoo and eating chimps.... oh wait, did I say eating chimps? nono. Ahem. Eating WITH chimps....

.....or searching for exotic sea creature on a dive in the waters of Cayman Islands.

Yes I know, these are probably pretty hard to achieve - especially now - but I still hope to do them all someday!

But I think that in all the extravagance earlier on, I guess the perfect date beyond the perfect date would be just having so much positive energy the whole day. Like, I don't mind if it suddenly rains on that cruise ship while we'r having dinner as long as we have a good time laughing it off and making the best of it. or if the chimps ate my food, or if we never got to see any fish that day.... (ok, maybe not seeing any fish would be quite a bummer. So... if something else happened like seeing turtles laying eggs or baby ones hatching, that'll cancel out the bummer...something like that. you know what I mean.)

anywayyy

I HOPE YOU GUYS CATCH MY DRIFT! :) hehe, my drift is very easy to catch. ;)

OK MOVING ON!

well, I've got a lot of pet peeves. I hate it when people sit on my blanket. I dont know. Just think its kinda gross to have some else's butt in your face when you sleep at night... lol. Heck, I don't even sit on my own blanket. heh.

Another pet peeve is that I don't like people mispelling words to make it all "cutesy". I understand if you don't normally do it and just want to be funny, but I'm talking about people who do it ALL THE TIME.

example: Heii Babe. How r eu? :> Heardd ur hving shum compani ova ur PlAcE. DAts ShO WiKid! CaN Me CArm Ova U PlaceY fer SUm FarNsxsz? ^^

Ok, maybe that was an exaggeration. but I wouldn't it be less texting on yah to just say,

Hey babe, how are you? :) Head yre hving some company over yr place. wicked. can I come over for some fun? ;)

look at how much time I saved. man. just look at it.

LOL...but I'm cool with it and all, I mean, I'll still reply you if you're into that(thank God no one here is). Just get a minor irritation inside now or then. :D

Oh, and here's a list of pet peeves you can choose from next time! hahahaha

http://www.getannoyed.com/

:D Peace!

Kids R Pets

Hello guys!
im sure all of you are on holiday mode except for me. My paper starts only TOMORROW. Since i'm taking a break from Econs now , i figured i might as well post this as a draft first.
My biggest pet peeve. HMM.
I actually Google-d what that means. I can't judge for myself what is my pet peeve. I do have one guilty pleasure. I love bullying my nieces and nephews. TEEHEE. I like to hear them laugh but sometimes i just act fierce to bully them. *I've got the power!* HAHAHA Though the fierce facade sometimes becomes real when they are being really annoying and stubborn.
But i love them all the same. When my life gets too hectic and i hardly see them, i'd realise i haven't played with them in awhile or even hear them tell me about their school life. Either when i sit down for dinner or when they're doing their homework, i'd call them over and talk to them and try to fill up the gaps.
I have nothing else to say man, econs is flooding my mind.
Econs make Emaths sound like ABC.

Kids in moderation is acceptable. Kids in high volume is abominable.

Kids R pets not food, i realise that now.

$5/hour

For the past few days, I realized that I am very organized. So exciting, I know. I worked as a photographer's assistant for the past two days, and I organized the photos and worked out numbering and things. It really excited me. I like working with numbers and having a specific folder for everything and having everything symmetrical. I almost died when I saw Ashley's super messy desktop. It took a lot to stop myself from organizing everything without his permission.

I know I don't have OCD, because it's not that type of organized. I just like having categories for everything and I have a slight obsession with symmetry.

1. I categorize EVERYTHING.

If you check out my laptop, you would see that this is true. I have a separate folder for miscellaneous things that don't fit in into anything, AND I have folders to categorize those miscellaneous items, AND I have a miscellaneous folder inside that miscellaneous folder. It drives me nuts when I see files that are not in a particular folder. I categorize the fridge. It pisses me off to see condiments where the milk is supposed to be, and ham where the dairy is supposed to be. Things should be where they are supposed to be. 

Another thing is, is that I categorize friends as well. I don't have best friends. I have close friends, good friends, classmate friends, FMS friends, CWDSS friends, church friends, internet friends, etc and if you don't belong into any of those, or if you can't fit into any of those categories, it's very hard for me to consider you as a friend. Nuts, I know.

2. Everything needs to be SYMMETRICAL.

I don't just mean with things or pictures. I mean everything. Things have to be fair. It kills me to share something with someone if it's not equal. Someone in my level has to have the same punishment as I do. I need paper to be folded perfectly equal. I NEED a ruler to draw a line in the middle of a piece of paper, not to have a straight line, but to measure the width of the paper. If I draw the line, measure it, and it's not the same, it has to be done again.

So that is all. 

Goodnight.

A roll in the sand.

Lol guys, we missed the "A Fact About My Personality" theme. I guess that's for the better. Hahaha.

Hello. I'll post this first because Grace is currently MacBookless.

I've never really been on many dates before (I've been on just one lol) but my past experience with them was pretty good. Anyway, I'm taking that this date would be when in a relationship, not before. So it's all past awkwardness, like a point where we'd both be really comfortable around each other already.

I don't want anything extravagant. I don't want the go-to movie and dinner date. I want a picnic with pizza, coke and laughter in a meadow somewhere. Not at a park where there's gonna be other people around. Preferably something overlooking the city or just a beautiful scenery.

A movie marathon at his place would be splendid as well. Or a walk on the beach at night. Or a stroll along the streets of Paris. At night. In the rain.

Just not a bloody storm though. Just a wee drizzle.

Idk. I'm just thinking out loud since I never really thought about it.

P.S. good luck for your exams Trudy. And Liza and Grace for your projects! Hope to hang out with y'all during the hols! :)

I have a gift for you... ME.

Last night when i got home, i was determined to do my work which I've procrastinated the past days and the deadlines are TODAY and FRIDAY. HOWEVER, i got distracted by this Korean drama that JC recommended us and she was playing the DVD. It's called "'A Woman's Scent". I have no idea where is the link between the story line and the title but a summary of the story is that there's a guy and girl (like DUH) who fell in love with each other ( double DUH ). The twist is that the girl has gall bladder cancer and has 6 months to live. The whole story is not how they fell in love cos' it was a short process. You could say it was like love at first sight. The drama is really about how the girl kept it a secret from everyone in attempt to be "unselfish" for not sharing her burden (the irony!) , how they maintained their relationship despite disagreements from the guy's father because he is from a rich family ( triple DUH ) and how the girl completes her bucket list with some help from the guy; thanks to his snooping skills.

RANDOM FACT: Korean actors/actress should win the award for Best Crying Artiste.
How the hell does one cry and look gorgeous at the same time?!

The ending didn't really say that she died but more of how she would continue to live her life diligently, happily and meaningfully without regrets, till THE day comes.
There were many cheesy scenes that i laughed my ass off while my mom cried her heart out. Oh, do not be mistaken, i am secretly delighted by cheesy acts as long as it's not overdone. There's not really a closely prescribed ideal date. It's not what you do but who you are with that matters. Of course surprises garner additional points. Like MAJOR addition. teehehehe. Finally at the end of the day, it is a MUST that the guy sends the girl home of course. Otherwise, it's not really considered a date. I don't know why but that's how my mindset has always been. It doesn't matter though if he fetches her from home or they met up somewhere, not so much as the ending; the goodbye. When i say this, this sign should pop up "No physical contact is required" cos' God knows some of us might be veering into another region of thoughts.

ANYWAY, just be yourself and have fun.
Happy Wednesday guys!

xoxo,
T

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

I never really had an ideal date idea in mind. I just knew it wasn't the movie-then-dinner thing.

Yesterday, I was reading The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, and Augustus brought Hazel out on a date to tell her that he's bringing her to Amsterdam. So he picked her up from her place out of nowhere wearing an orange Dutch sportsman jersey carrying orange tulips (Netherlands' national flower), with more orange (Netherlands' national colour) drinks, food, things. He took her to an open museum to sit by a Dutch exhibit. Cheesy and over the top? Yes. Romantic? Not really. Adorable? I THINK SO.

Okay, I'm not saying I want a date like that, but the idea of it? Remembering the things that I like, using that concept on our date. How adorable.

I hope you all will have a very lovely Valentines day this year.

Show me yours, I'll show you mine.

Ehem.

Hi y'all. Sorry I didn't get the time to write this yesterday. I was rushing a project as well as a tutorial that'll be checked today. I miss secondary years. You can get away with not doing your homework almost everytime.

Anyway, my childhood was pretty great. I've acquired a lot of battle marks that will forever remind me of how eventful my childhood was and how I trip and fall down almost every other day. I was a hell of an active kid. I'm only home during lunch, dinner and bedtime. Other than that, I'm out frolicking in the fields with my cousins. I've successfully made and flown my own kite before. Adrian helped me, of course, but he allowed me to take full credit.

My favourite childhood memory was probably my kindergarten graduation. We were to perform a song as a class in front of the parents and guests. Microphones were set up in front, but like not one for each of us. So we took our places and I was pretty short so I was in front. I was positioned directly in front of a microphone and I got pretty excited. When we began, I just started singing my heart out as loud as I could. Take note, it was a pretty mellow song. I even had my eyes closed. For some reason, my kindergarten year old brain didn't know I sound horrible, pure and utter disaster. So I took the laughter and applause as an encouragement and sang even louder, if that was possible. I almost died of embarrassment when my Ate Beth told me what was really up.

I don't know why that's my favourite. I've had so much memories and it's the one that stuck out. Enjoy.

P.S. the title means nothing lol

I am still a Cha-i-el-d

Hey guys! sorry for the late post. I forgot about it yesterday until I checked twitter. lol

I loved my childhood! If I could change anything during my childhood, I wouldn't change a thing! Granted there were times where I didn't feel my best, but I guess things along the way made me learn too. :) There are so many things to talk about, so many crazy things I did. I never really bothered about studying, I just did whatever I wanted. Even when my mum or teachers would nag me I wouldn't study lol. Even tuition didn't work because I never did any homework, so all that was taught that day was given back including a fee for the tuition teacher. I was like giving money away to people to talk. :) Call me a bad Asian, but hey, my childhood rocked!

One of my favourite childhood memories was in the bus with my Mum, and she was teaching me how to read when I was 7 because my english was really bad and I got myself into some english proficiency class in school and didn't like it. But I remember reading out for her in the bus, and she'll read once again, and I'll repeat it again.

Another one was when I was 9 or 10. My Best friend and I went to the top level of the school and climbed over the tall gate that lead access to the roof of the main assembly building. We would spend the whole recess there surveying the area, looking down at the students, playing detective. There wasn't much to do there though. We just loved the trill of it. Sometimes I would go there myself when I was alone, mostly to read or just to feel free.

When I was 12 I had this really epic water bomb war with my friends on the roof of the car park, as we filled the water bags with the free water that was supplied by the car park. We were throwing water everywhere! everywhereeee....

Then the cops came. LOL. Someone from a condo across us made a complaint. heh. We were scared to shit then, since we were kids and cops were all evil.

But now looking back, I feel a sense of accomplishment. Hell yeah.

That's all folks! Hope your weeks as smooth and 'lepak' (even though I have alot of project work) as mine. :)

Cheers

G

You skip rope? I skip school.

HALLO!
I'm shy to do a video post this week cos i just got my fringe cut; real short.
Dammit i hate how good haircuts come ever so rarely. It seems like most of the time you could only envision yourself with a nice haircut but when you actually try to tell it to the hairdresser it seems to translate to "cut my hair ugly please" .
Anyway back to the topic at hand. My childhood was pretty messed up. HAHA i could hardly remember much stuff really.. There's not one particular incident that i could call favorite. But i do like the fact that during my primary school days, i would attend only about 1/2 of the academic year. The first time i skipped school was in Primary 2. Every morning, my second sister would drive me to school at 6.30am and that one particular morning, i don't know what came over me but i told her i was really tired and asked if i could skip school. Next thing i know, we were home and i was back on bed. That was the start of my 'School Skipping Legend'. HAHAHA. Ever since that day, any days i would fake fever by drinking something hot and then taking my temperature or i'd wear a jacket and bundle myself up toasty and warm and then give that sick look. One time i nearly got busted cos my VP had always been suspicious and she was quite chummy with my mom but of course, i got away. *grins* Another time, i forgot that exam period was over and i didn't bring any book at all to school. My teacher had to call my mom and my brother in-law had to come to school and then my teacher asked if i wanted to stay or go home. What a stupid question right!? I'm sure it's pretty obvious that i went home. Most of the time, i'd go to my grandma's house to play with my cousins. When school was afternoon session, i'd over-play at my grandma's house and just ring over to my mom and give her the 'sick voice' saying, "mummy, i dont feel well. Can i don't go to school?" Thank God for letter writing in Primary school.
I was legendary i tell you. LEGENDARY.
I love how during those days I didn't have to worry about test, exams or even homework. Oh carefree days, where have you gone to?

I can't wait to hear about you guys' childhood times. I'm sure they're as epic as mine.

xoxo,
T

Queen of DigiLand

I have a great number of childhood memories, and they're all incredibly retarded. I was a really weird, mature child, but equally innocent.

Once, I crossed the road to buy eggs and ice cream all by myself. I was about three or four years old. What I was doing by myself then, I have no idea. I remember jaywalking, then wen I got to the store, the keeper asked me why I was alone. I can't remember what I answered. Then I jaywalked back to our house with a melting ice cream cone in hand, swinging a carton of eggs which did not fully survive the trip home. My parents saw me jaywalk from across the road, and my mom kept scolding me. I had no idea why she was so hysterical back then.

Another memory is back when I was incredibly addicted to Digimon. I watched the show on TV, and it would be the only thing I would talk about with my cousins. One day, my cousin was staying over and she told me that Mimi was real, and that she was the queen of DigiLand. Apparently, it was all real, and my cousin is one of the very few humans who could access the place. I cannot, for the life of me, understand how on earth I fell for this. My cousin was such a dick, how could she have been bestfriends with the queen of the digimons?! I initially didn't believe her, so she told me to wait for a couple of minutes and she'll ask Mimi if she could bring me into DigiLand. So I patiently waited in my room as she left to get permission from the queen. I can still remember feeling incredibly anxious. What if Mimi doesn't like me? I wouldn't be able to go see Yamato! Oh how naive I was. More than a few minutes have passed and my cousin has yet to return. I went out to search for her, in case, for some bizarre reason, she decided to lie to me about DigiLand and is hiding somewhere in the house instead. Ki searched everywhere. In every wardrobe, under every bed, behind every door, under every table, even inside and under the car, everywhere! But I couldn't find her, so I went back to my room, thinking, maybe she's still in DigiLand and Mimi needed a lot more convincing. So I waited for a few more minutes, and she came back, panting. "Hey, Mimi says she'll think about it first", she said. I just said okay.

Oh my goodness. I was such a fool. I love that memory though. I miss thinking and believing that anything and everything was possible.

But I think now, we all believe that that is not very true.