of la-di-da and samosas

holiday's in a week.
yayness.
am in my la-di-da holidayland now.
and i just had a smashing great time with the AlbertHousies, cooking samosas and pigging out in front of the telly.
all that sugar from the meringues is going straight to my head with that high-sugar-rush thing before going straight to my thighs and taking up residence there as dimply fats. lols
can't wait for dad and mum to come jetting over here. double yayness.

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i thought i can see it through but i don't think i can.
because ultimately, you know what it is like to feel that way but you still did it.
so thank you very much. you totally made my year.

i am a daddy's girl.
i am 20 and yet i still do manja-ing thing with him.


i am a mummy's girl.
i am 20 and yet i still need her advice in everything.

of comic hottie-ness

going off a tangent here, comic book heroes and sometimes villians do it for me. *giggles*
ergo the last comic-to-movie film that i watched. awesome stuff.

there's something edgy and delusional and rebellious in him that i totally fell for.

least to say, the martial arts sequence he did in the NY sewer and the rather enjoyable fact that he was shirtless and had total washboard abs.

and him, with his 4-books-a-time (that totally cinch it for me) and his grace-out-of-water.

and her, like her twin, was totally gorgeous in the film, though i would prefer her to be slightly stronger in character.

sometimes, a girl likes to escape from reality just for a while, where there's a underground market full of monsters and bizarreness and the villian is a golden-eyed, white-haired delusional ergomaniac who is coincedentally, a total hottie, in my very humble opinion.

of jumpers and that damning decision

Sept 11.
just that day, i happen to chance upon this documentary about jumpers from the Sept 11 incident.
and as i saw person after person cartwheeling, tumbling through the air, there was this clutch and ache in my left chest.
and you can't help but imagine the thoughts that ran through their minds as they plunge slowly but surely to the grounds.

some say that those were so brave, so courageous to choose this form of death.
to be able to stand at the window of the 110th floor, glance down and think, "i rather die jumping, my own form of death, than stay here and burn to death.", and then follow through with it and jump, flying throught the turbulence, tumbling, and the inevitable meeting fo the hard ground.
and on the way down, did they regret their decision?
a whole agonizing 10-second worth of free-falling, with no parachutes strapped to your back, no giant air mattress to break your fall.

that 10-second-wait is that culmination of their lives.
to go out oh-so-gloriously, oh-so-sensationally and oh-so-damning.

Quote of the day:
Frailty is like pornography, it's difficult to define it, but when you look at it, you just know it.
- lecturer who did geriatric syndromes today -

of smarminess and EQ

there's this girl in lectures that totally pisses me off day after day after day, till earth stops to turn. *roars*
i hope she continues to sit far, far away from us, together with her posse.

there are meddies who despite, scoring top percentile in their VCE, have rock-bottom EQ.
i am definitely not the most EQ of people out there. (most EQ??)
but hey, give the rest of us a break.
we paid top dollar and lotsa lotsa dollars to sit in 1-hour lectures, hoping to get our money's worth of knowledge. (ergo us internationals and our full-fee places)
but you there, with that smarmy look on your face, have some common sense.
don't crack jokes about what the lecturer was wearing.
nor do i want to hear about your clever comments about how sex can lead to more than transient global amnesia.
and i do not want to hear what you did with your girlfriend last night.

and i sure hope as hell that your friends would have the courtesy to tell you to shut up, instead of laughing along with you or keeping as meek as possible.

*lols. i feel like some righteous nerd, campaigning for quieter lectures everywhere but that girl sure as hell, pisses me off to no end... or do i sound like a righteous nerd-slash-bitch?*

of spree and whee-ness

sitting next on my bedside table is a whopping amount of 9 books stacked on top of each other.
makes for some impressive tower of books.
and my heart totally skips a beat whenever i glance it.
lols.
thanks to the outrageous Spring Sale for Borders where everything was 15% off for that night and of course, the wonderful med peeps who got me a 50bucks book voucher for my lovely bday which i totally put to good use.
*hearts* med peeps and Borders!!
you need to understand that since i'm in Melb and books are darn pricey here, having 9 books at one go is heaven on earth for me. hence the excited gushing post.

and the fruits of my spree is sitting there, waiting for me.
thank goodness for the non-exam period where i can indulge just a bit more than usual.
wheee...

am now on Eoin Colfer's amazing Fowl story and Vladimir Nabakov's Lolita (btw, it's a banned book in Msia which i got here for a mere 10 bucks!! lols)....

and i love falling alseep to the smell of those pages, new books and old library tomes alike.

of fictionary playmates and schizo

i was daydreaming that day of authoring and illustrating children's books.
and of a pig with wings and could fly and having adventures all over the place even though people and pigs alike enlighten him about the fact that anything that is impossible to achieve can only be done when pigs can fly.
sense the irony? lols.
and my little piggy hero will be called Jiggles due to the jiggling fats on his tummy.

and also of another cute albeit past-his-due-date doggy who decided to learn new tricks.
hence teaching an old dog new tricks. lols

and also of another fish who wanted so much to explore earth and its earthlings that she built an mobile aquarium that could travel the globe.
hence fish out of water!! lols

exams creates little fictionary animal playmates in your imagination, you know?
but i am quite sure that i am not hearing voices (ergo schizophrenia)...
i just see little moving coloured scenes in my mind's eye when the stories unfold.
sometimes, i just get too ahead of myself. lols.