thumb sucking

i'm one of those babies where i refuse to suck anything but my thumb. ah.... the thumb. the yummy, tasty thumb, which i didn't stop sucking until i was 6. oh, such sadness. so what made me stop? let me sidetrack a little. when i was 6, i contracted this disease which i forgot what it was called but it was something along the lines of internal bleeding. supposedly the arteries in my nose ruptured and instead of getting a nosebleed, the blood flowed into my stomach and was pooling there. so, where was i? i woke up one morning feeling nauseous and when i did puke, i was puking blood. man, it was all over the place. scared my parents shitless that episode. goodness knows how much i've puked until my parents decided to bring me to the hospital. after a very long wait, a lot of puking, a lot of trashing because i REFUSE to get my blood taken (scared of needles bah.. what to do?), a hell lot of tests and an even longer wait for the results, the docs didn't know what was wrong with me. what did they do at that point? referred me to Singapore. so off to S'pore we went! this is where the fun begins. all i could remember was we were waiting for a MRT. there i was happily sucking away, oblivious to things around me other than ma thumb. then this indian man sitting next to me just has to notice me. he told me if you don't stop sucking your thumb, i'ma chop it off!!! and right after that, i stopped. ~_^ babai thumb. t'was good while it lasted. *wails*

nothing to say but this....

FUCK YA'LL!!!!!!!!!!! and i don't feel any better thank you very much. this is going to be a very. very. very. very long year.

things you don't do

• you don't invite people for dinner and expect them to cook for you.
• you don't barge into people's homes and demand for dinner.
• you don't demand people to let you stay the night. it's either we let you or we don't.
• you don't go around bragging how young your mother looks.
• you don't go on and on and on about how much pressure you're under because both your parents obtained PhD's. so what?

look, i have nothing against you. but please, know your place. we are mere uni students. how much time do you think we have to cater for your needs? we've got better things to do.

hm....

reread what i wrote and the only thing i could think of is how stupid that sounded. just plain stupid. Brian is coming over tomorrow. agian. watch football he says. there goes my study area. i want to write but the words just ain't forming. too much going through my mind. ah well, it's late and i should probably get to bed anyways.

i feel lost

i have no where to go, no one to turn to. i've always believed in the saying: treat others like how you want to be treated but unfortunately people don't treat me like how i treat them. and i'm tired of it. and you're most probably tired of listening to me complain all the time. i'm not happy. but i guess everyone's too busy to notice. either that, or i make a really good actress. i want to go home. where i can talk and people will listen and show some compassion.

i don't know what to put up here

the thing about being kind is that people tend to take you for granted. but does that stop me from being kind to others? i hope not. you know what would be good for a birthday present? scratch material things. i don't want any of those. i just want a day off. a day where i don't have to do anything and get pampered. a day where i don't have to step foot in the kitchen and prepare dinner, a day where i don't have to worry about the cleanliness of the kitchen, of the house.... basically i just want a day where i can rest and not worry. one day is all i need. one day. unless of course i decide to get greedy and want days off like these everyday. i've got a headache developing. some coffee might help. off i go then.

too much time

if it's one thing i don't like about having too much time on your hands, it gives you time to think. think deep thoughts that don't normally come to you. you start to notice little things. little things in life that you've missed. and it's depressing. ...... i think i'll get back to my model.

it could've been worse

today started out just like any other day..... until i got kneed in the pubic area by keen.....thank goodness no protruding 'things' to get in the way. there i was happily jumping around the house..... until my foot slipped and ended up scratching the back of my foot...... thank goodness i didn't sprain my poor foot. finally! we're going to the city. halfway there i realized that i forgot to take Leslie's form (for the foundation party) and we were forced to turn back to get it..... thank goodness the office was open. then i went to the bank to withdraw money. while at it i was happily chatting away with keen and what happens?! the atm machine happily munched away at my card while i stared at it helplessly.... thank goodness the bank was still open and my replacement card would arrive in about a weeks time. after a long and tiring day, we make it back home... in one piece. thank goodness. then i decided to work on my model and wham! the knife slipped and knocked into my thumb... hard and thank goodness that blow didn't draw blood... well, not yet anyway. then the pain started and blood came out. thank goodness the cut or cuts for that matter, weren't too deep (or at least i think so). not like that would stop me from working on my model. then, the inevitable happened.... again. i poked the silly knife into my index finger. =( that basically sums up my day. it could've been worse. =s

its off

the trip to adelaide is off. nope, poor dear is still in a coma. the parents are so upset that they refuse to give any details so we'll just leave her alone until she recovers. hopefully it won't be long until she wakes up. she's such a nice young girl. she doesn't deserve this. not one bit.

cement mixer, anyone?

interesting stuff happening in the house. keen bought a bottle of bailey's and lift (lemon or lime soda) and what do we do with it? take a shot of bailey's and a shot of lift and gargle. what do you get? curdled bailey's is what you get. disgusting stuff. being the brave girl that i am, i managed to swallow the thing without throwing up. heard from dad that his friend's daughter got hit in the head by a bus in adelaide and has been in coma since friday night. serious stuff. might be going over for a short visit over the weekend. we'll see how things go. yours truly is still sick. feeling a wee bit better but it's still too early to say. =( tlc, anyone?

the sickie

=( i'm sick.... as always. huge ass sore throat. so bad that i'm loosing my voice. =( hopefully this bloody sore throat doesn't lead to bronchitis like it did the last time. i want my daddy. i want to go home.

damn, it's hot

in case if you're wondering about my appendix. well, it's still intact. turns out to be a false alarm. thank goodness for that. heh... that'll teach me to jump around after dinner. otherwise, i've been a really bad girl. ordered Gundam models online. goodness knows how much it'll cost me. another exam up on thursday. biochemistry. hopefully what ever lecture i've attended is enough to get me through. and i've got nothing else to write about. ciao.

men.....

peeing on the toilet seat is not cool. so fucking what if there's 3 men in the house? if you want to bloody pee, then put the fucking seat up. how hard can that be?! it's already bad enough that i'm doing most of the household chores, i'm not gonna fucking wipe your fucking pee for you. is it so hard to take responsibility for what you do? 3 men in the house. each and everyone denied having gone in the toilet. since you people call yourselves men, then act like one. i'm not blaming anyone. i'm just frustrated.

wish list

this is what i want. wing gundam zero endless waltz version. will cost me about AUD 100. hopefully it's worth my investment..... gaddamn! i'ma get nightmares about it tonight. i want it!!!!!!

bad news

went for conultation and it turns out that my appendix caught an infection. will be off to the hospital shortly to confirm it. hopefully it's nothing serious and i don't have to go for surgery. sigh.... *crosses fingers*

bad things come in 3's

i think i flunked my exam. what a way to start the sem with, huh? was checking through the answers and i got most of them wrong.... i need to buck up before it's too late. practical class didn't go that well either. phillip asked me a few questions and i couldn't answer any of them. this one question made me feel really stupid. he asked it is noted in the notes that the cervicle spine is only able to rotate 5 degrees. but why is it that you're able to turn your head about 90 degrees? i was dumb strucked. i stared at him with the most innocent look i could muster and told him i didn't know. the answer? because the whole SMU (spinal motion unit) rotates together with the cervicle as you turn your head thus allowing further rotation to the cervicle spine. simple enough. so simple that i nearly topple over my seat. how the hell could i have missed that?! then he was talking about subluxations. complex thing that one. well, of course, otherwise they wouldn't have called it subluxation complex. what is a subluxation? it's when the SMU aren't moving as they were supposed to.... i suppose. can you see it with your eyes? nooooope. it's an abstract 3D entity. =-=" whatever that means. you can't cut a subluxation out from a SMU and put it on a table for show. it won't show on the x-ray (well, that's the reason why chiropractors aren't recognized by law as doctors.) can you feel it? well, only if you THINK that it's there. it's all about what you THINK. one chiropractor may feel that there's a subluxation on a particular place but the other might not feel it. there's no definite answer. so then it got me thinking.... i spend over 20k a year, for 5 years, just to learn about what i think i'm feeling during palpations. great. just great. came home to find that dinner hasn't been prepared. yay. just can't get any better than this, now can it? i'm just so tired today. so tired to the point where i'm actually feeling faint. i'ma take a long hot shower and go to bed.

i've got things up my ass

physiology exam is tomorrow and i have yet to cover all the topics. hopefully i'll make it in time. agh, i hate exams. anyways, foundation graduation party is coming up. the more i think about it, the more i don't feel like going because i know i'll be really uncomfortable. well, it's just me. i don't like going to these kinda occasions. i don't like being in a place full of people. i don't like the hassle of putting on make up, dressing pretty just for one night. i feel fat. heck, i am fat. ok, so not fat, fat. but i've gained a lot of weight. more than i'd like and i don't feel comfortable in my skin anymore. so i'm anti-social. sue me. i just don't like occasions like these. physiology exam tomorrow. shit. i'm nervous.

why am i doing this?

good question. i don't know.

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