Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Tubes Part2

OK, so I got the quote today.
I'm paying $760 to get a tube stuck down my throat.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007


As if drawing out tube after tube of my blood wasn't enough, now they want to stick a tube down my throat! And I have to pay them for it at that.

On a slightly brighter note, I don't have kidney or liver failure as I was freaking out about the other day.

Me : What if I have kidney failure?! I haven't done enough tequila shots yet!
Vinny : Alcohol affects your liver. Not your kidney.
Me : Oh. um okay. I don't want to have to go for dialysis! >.<
Vinny : =.=''

Okay, so I CAN be kinda blonde at times.. can you REALLY blame me?!

I really want my roti telur/roti kosong!

Bugger.. I'm off to bed.

Time : 0219hours

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Should I stay?

One of my all time favourites by Singapore Band Dreamz FM.
This song goes out to everyone who has their heart broken at some point in their lives.

Had a drive
Driven by your love
But when you messed around
I lost the drive I found

Thought you needed
Needed someone true
But you changed your mind
Or had I failed you?

Wish you’d been
Careful with my heart
But you tore it apart
And broke an angel’s heart

The kiss was true
Had to end somehow
But I am livin’ proof of what love is about

It’s hard holding you
Loving you, losing you
It’s sad to be true
And be fooled by you
I don’t know
I gotta know
Should I stay or should I go?

You played me on
Played me like a clown
But I feel for you
Even though I’m down

My heart is heavy
Heavy like a rock
But I am so amused
You’re still in my thoughts

This time its done
It’ll never feel the same
But we had some good times
Guess it’s sad just the same

I guess the truth
Doesn’t matter somehow
But you were livin’ proof of what love is about…

Friday, September 21, 2007

Its yet another survey, love.

Fashion Survey!

Name: .von
Age: i am 18 going on 19
Location: Chirstchurch

Store: Principals, Portmans and Glassons
Designers: indifferent/apathetic
Place to go shopping: anywhere, as long as it isn't crowded
Brand Names: Esprit, Chuck Taylors
Colour to wear : Black!
Item of clothing you own: the number of clothing? Innumerable!
Type of jeans : Boot cut
Type of tops: definitely not something that screams lian-ism or has bad English (ditto)
Type of shoes: my buckled leather boots and Chucks
Clothing on opposite sex: whatever they pull off well, though I really like long sleeved shirts and black pants
Type of accessories: fuck bands, earrings(hoops, dangles, studs) pendants and chokers

What would you never be caught dead in?
Supre clothes or neon coloured/prints.

How many clothes in your wardrobe?
Too many.

What was the last item of clothing you bought?
A faded grey denim from Glassons.

If you owneed your own fashion label, what would it be called?

Which celeb's style would you love to steal?
No one's in particular.

Do you follow trends?
Helllllllll no. I'm a non conformist.

Whats "in" in your area at the moment?
Oversived tees with neon coloured prints.

What colour is a NO for you?
hell-raising fluorescent colours that blind the eyes (ditto)

Short skirts or long skirts? -short-
Jeans or corduroys? -jeans-
Hats or sunglasses -sunnies.. dnt like hat hair-
Tight jeans or baggy jeans? -how about just fitting?-
Bright colours or dark colours? -normally dark, with the occasional bright-
Skinny belts or wide belts? -skinny.. wide ones scream 80s wayyyyy too much-

:Right now:
Wearing: Yellow shorts and black camisole and green flipflops
In your bag: Lipbalm/lipgloss, wallet, phone
Saving up for: Sony S500i!
Wishing for: When I can see my friends again!

:That you own:
Favourite shirt: i love all of them!
Favourite jeans: my dark blue Glassons which are fraying like mad on the ends
Favourite shoes: black/pink chucks and leather boots
Favourite dress: my long black prom dress?
Favourite belt: black with Emily belt buckle
Favourite hat: only have two... so it would be the trivium one.
Favourite piece of underwear: probably my Halloween Witch one!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Commitments Commitments Commitments

1) 2nd year Law School (if I get in, in the first place)
2) RDU F.M. volunteer (Uni Radio Station)
3) UCSSS Events Coordinator (if I bother running for it, and if I do get it in the end)
4) International Student Mentor (can I be bothered? It'll be good on my CV if anything)

Can I handle it? What do you think? Comments.. somebody? Anybody? Please?

Monday, September 17, 2007


its everywhere! its taking over my life! oh noes!!!

i've been converted. spending hours on end on facebook.. but all my kiwi friends are either on friendster or bebo... *sigh*

sending drinks, poking people, growing a gift, giving a cookie, its just endless! i. am. drowning.!!!

i feel like such a slut/facebook whore. and its only monday morning.

this also implies my impending doom! the return of my laws 101 paper. oh god oh god oh god.. i'm gonna hyperventilate...

should really get my template changed as well.. hmm..

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Spring Is Here

The sun is out
The daffodils are out
Sakuras are blossoming
The sky is clear
The breeze barely chills
The air is humid
Jandals are out
Skirts creep up girl's thighs
Layers are being shed
Melting ice cream on kid's faces
Scents of suntan lotion lingers

Spring. Is. Here.


Ever had one of those days...

the sun is out
the sky is clear
the breeze is just ever so slightly
the weather is perfect


deep down inside you feel like shit
you are agitated, irritated, edgy and annoyed
you feel like tearing yourself to pieces
you wonder and wonder and wonder
why the emotions overwhelm you
and no matter how perfect the day is
nothing, nothing at all makes you feel any better.

and you continue to wonder

Thursday, September 13, 2007


i'm tired.
i'm scared.
i feel like banging my head against the wall.
i think i'm going to fail.
and people are in my personal bubble.
and my room is just one utter mess.
i'm going to explode.


Wednesday, September 12, 2007

What Grinds My Gears

You know what really grinds my gears? -Peter Griffin-

Half arsed quitters who say they want to quit but don't quite end up quitting..

"Meh meh meh.. Its my life.. Let me do whatever I want"

If you're gonna quit, just quit. If you're gonna smoke, just smoke. Don't say that you're gonna quit, then let me catch you the next day with a fag in your hand. Cos then do you know what you are? A F.A.G.

"Meh meh meh.. This is the last ciggarette I'm going to have. I'll enjoy it and from tomorrow I will stop smoking. Promise."

You know what? Your promise means nothing.. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO ME simply because this is the one millionth, eight hundred fifty third thousand nine hundred twenty second time you have told me that you are going to quit.

And when you crawl to me telling me that you have been diagnosed with lung cancer don't expect sympathy from me because I will laugh. Yes, I will laugh. I'm not and won't be sorry simply because you had that one coming.

And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is what really grinds my gears. Thank you. Thank you very much.

+ Foamy's Rant +
Look for Smoking Smokers under the Foamy's Rant link above-the toons which semi inspired my very own little rant here.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Personal Message Conversations

Just tonight, (yes... whilst I am drowning in Law readings and trying my very best not to get distracted from writing my 2nd Laws 101 essay albeit this post already implies otherwise) I had an admittedly cute and interesting conversation with Florence over MSN Messenger's 'Personal Message' box. It went like this.

Flo : Do you know that bad girls go to hell?

Me : Do you know that good girls don't necessarily go to heaven either?

Flo : Good girls go anywhere.

Me : Its not about where bad girls are, its about who they are with, and what they are up to.

Flo : The world isn't divided into good girls and bad girls. it's divided into people who divides them and people who don't.

Me : I concur.

OK, so it may not have been THAT interesting or THAT cute.. but it certainly made my day (apart from having KFC's hot and spicy chicken for lunch) and it did offer some much needed sanity while devouring my readings and regurgitating them in coherent meaningful sentences paragraphed every so often.

Current word count : 1271.
Paragraphs/points to go : One and a half more point and a conclusion.
Things to do : Edits. Proof read. Spell and grammar check it. Final edit. Final proof read.

THEN its time for bed.

due dates

my essay is due tomorrow..
my test is the day after that..

and progress for both are.. ... .... ..... yeahhh well...

who saw THAT one coming.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

can you take it all away?

Everything so boring
everyone's so fake
and everybody's empty
and everything is so messed up
Pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble and I crawl

you could be my someone
you could be my scene
know that I'll protect you from all of the obscene
wonder what you're doing
imagine where you are
there's oceans in between us but that's not very far

can you take it all away? can you? everything? and take me along while you are at it. please?

Thursday, September 06, 2007


My premolar is hurting.


Need a visit to the dentists. Soon.

Woke up in the middle of last night reeling in pain. Not cool >.<

That's all folks..

*Randomest post ever*

Sunday, September 02, 2007

shout out

here's a shout out to some of the most important people in my life.
you guys rock my world and my socks off *winks*

i present to you

my ten closest dearest loveliest cutest bestest best friends of smc.

the A team/my New Zealand alter ego.. heh!
*stolen from Allan*

Love you guys to teeny itsy bitsy tiny little pieces!!!!
Need I say more?