green & sparkly

r and i bring the inner fobs out of each other.

apparently, i have a tendency of ending my questions with a "yeah?" as a form of confirmation for whatever i'm stating - housemate j hates it. housemate j reckons it makes me sound like a fobadee - i like to remind him i once was quite the fobadee toddler, hah!

anyway, housemate j has mentioned several times in the past month or so that, as individuals, he sees r and i as australian but when you put us two together we are quite "asian" - which is ironic because we are very much composed of asian.

r and my favourite and most frequented topic is food - we dwell on the topic so much it even irritates housemate a. hah! this evening i went out into the communal area with the intention of talking to housemate j for a sec but before i reached his room r informed me he was in the computer labs - what i had to say was nothing of importance. at that moment, r was in the kitchen cooking dinner and it resulted me in taking a spontaneous study break; just, to chat with her and watch her cook.

i tried describing r and my relationship to a third party the other day when it dawned upon me that r and i would probably nauseate onlookers. the other day as i was folding pastries she unknotted my hair.

i think the best way to describe r and my relationship is that we bring family down to hobart.

• we enjoy dropping chinese words in our conversations every now and again 
• we enjoy watching each other cook [and eating steamed fish & jook & burying our food with spring onion - yum!] 
• we even enjoy the practice of speaking to each other in a high pitched, babied voice [nb. nauseating] just because we're girls and we like to be annoying 
• we're, also, extremely good at deciphering our respective blabber because we both speaksuperfastwhenwegetexcitedwhichisallthetimetogether. 
• we giggle like school girls, together - it's pretty awesome.

oh, and by the way, do you like our whiteboard/pinboard at our front door?

it kind of changes every day. the top countdown is my and the one underneath it is housemate a & r's.

spiders& the ladybug is for housemate a cos he's scared of them. funny stuff.

and there's a duck that says "hi denuka are you taking the bus?" housemate j has a voice to go with it - it's pretty silly but never ceases to make us laugh, anyway.

the weird superman thing was once just a face without a head, over time people have made additions to it. we like to think it brings a bit of an asian flair to the board, HAHA!

i can't believe it's november, already.

steamboat, next year.

why does everything have to taste so good with nutella? argh!

you keep giving me

oh no, brown cow.

we all have a deeper yearning, craving to witness and experience compassion.

easy there, cha-chee.

it doesn't take much to make someone break.

we are so much more fragile than we like to make ourselves to be..

i need to pee..

i really want to be holding a nice hot bowl of noodles in my hands and then eat the noodles then drink the soup. nothing instant - i'm sick of instant blahblah food. this morning i was so fed up with not having vegies/fruit in my room i bought two salads for breakfast/lunch at the canteen. the potato salad was rather scrumptious, as i walked back to my room tonight i recalled eating the salad and thought "i could eat this everyday for lunch" and then did a quick over and realised potatos aren't too nutritious and it's all carbs.

i'm going to get another potato salad tomorrow : D they're a dollar fifty each, but small. small is good - portion control!

i can't wait to be home! mummy's going to make chicken wings and hvae rice ready for me and a huge bowl of soup! and ASIAN VEGIES! REAL VEGIES! *salivates*

next year, i'm going to bring dried squid and asian snack all sorts and make my white, tasmanian friends try them out! hahaha!

chicken drumsticks&chips

in literal speech - the grass is greener in tasmania.

in figurative speech - the grass is discoloured in tasmania.

in agnes speech - who cares what colour the grass is?

ten days.

thai green curry.

my eyes are red, my left ear is red [i hit it while getting into the car - why i hate sedans] even my lips are red!

fried.

yesterday, i found two random cuts one on my index finger and the other one on my pinky. there's a small horizontal cut on the index finger, parallel to my nail bed or cuticle as people call it? and a vertical one on my pinky.

i think they're paper cuts, haha.

housemate a's phone died a while ago so he left it in melbourne two trips ago, to get repaired. he's just returned from melbourne and has collected his phone since. anyway, just then, he was complaining about how he lost all his contact numbers but mentioned he still had my. NB. still. i responded by calling him a stalker because you see, i never gave him my number.

for some reason i mentioned that i've memorised housemate j's number. in retaliation, he accussed me for being housemate j's stalker. to prove i wasn't one but merely a number freak i asked for his number and memorised it on the spot. [i would share it here to prove i know it but i'm sure you readers wouldn't be able to validate my new gained knowledge.] point is. does remembering two of their numbers outbalance his having of my number?

that being said, i'm not fussed with any of my housemates knowing my number, haha. now you must be thinking "if you guys get along, shouldn't it be a given to have each others numbers?" not really. we live in the same house, there's only so much you can do in hobart. so, there's only so far you can go or so much to do, haha!

by the way, the lack of common sense really frustrates me.

ten to ten

i grew up being taught to consider the value for money before purchasing anything.

the other day i was at the supermarket and on my shopping list was yoghurt [dairy baby, tasty and quite filling part-of-breakfast food] so i walked to the yoghurt aisle with housemate j and exclaimed "the yoghurt wants me to buy it! it's calling out to me with the sale price!" [my favourite flavour is - berry - and brand - yoplait - and type - creamy low fat was on special] so i grabbed the yoghurts and happily skipped off to the check out aisles [housemate was hurrying me] only to realise it was a twelve pack! and not a six pack! so i did a quick check for price and realised the twelve pack was selling for the same price as the six pack!

i always buy six packs with the fear of not being able to finish the yoghurts before the expiry date. but because i thought about the value for money i puchased the twelve pack, anyway.

so now ten tubs of yoghurt stare back at me in my fridge [they take up one whole shelf, haha] and i've made it an aim to eat a tub every morning until i finish them.

which is perfect.

i'm home in exactly two weeks and i need to air out my fridge for at least three days.

excellent.

ps. as i was proof checking this entry i recalled a time last week when i was proof checking my korean friend's assignment and explaining the use of 'the' and 'a' and about definite articles and all that. it was kind of fun in a nerdy way!

the boys across the road.

eating frozen grapes makes everything so much better.

but now that i've finished my batch for this grape eating session i crave for a cheeseburger. i'm not even hungry. i expressed this wanting to eat a cheeseburger to housemate j who just popped by to say hello, he said he'd take me to mcd's. but i'm not even hungry. but i still want that cheeseburger. he then reiterated he'd take me now to purchase this said cheeseburger. i'm still not hungry.

maybe i should begin a new batch of frozen grapes and have second grape eating session all in the same hour as the first.

eurgh.

gold membership.

i'm home in seventeen days and one thing that keeps running through my mind is "where has time gone?". the school year is about to end but i don't feel like i've achieved anything. yet, upon deeper reflection i realise i've done, met and seen a lot of things in quite a short span of time. so much, that i now have a theory that this year has become one overwhelming blur of a moment, i can't yet pinpoint all the different things i've experienced in the one sitting.

sometimes, i get so frustrated and angry at myself because i take so much for granted. i have acquired and learnt how to be independent and sustain myself in a healthy way and i don't even know where to begin about being babied, looked out for and thought of.

with so few days left in hobart this year i'm super pumped for the new year - to actively and consciously cherish every moment at uni, church and in the apartment!

but until then i welcome the summer holidays with wide spread open arms - it's going to be deliciously, fabulously, excellent fun!

token asian

you know when you're in tasmania when..

• you're asked to be mediator over a bickering between whether fresh or canned baby corns are better. dudes, the only time i eat baby corns is when i go to asian restaurants catered more for the western palate.
• you're shut down for suggesting to marinade the chicken in the stirfry with the usual; sesame oil, soy sauce, pepper and corn flour. ok, not everyone in tasmania is narrowminded, haha. i eventually got my way : P
  
• a stir fry is not a stir fry without snap peas and baby corns. again, with the baby corns..
• half a small bottle of oyster sauce and another half a small bottle of sweet chilli sauce is used to make the 'best combo' for stir fries
• rice noodles gets confused with hokkien noodles. and the noodles in the dry aisle are 'wrong' because they're not 'fresh' like the noodles you find in the fridge section. *palm face* 
• thigh meat may be cheaper but is no substitute for chicken breasts. chicken thighs are "grosse". *world shatters below, above and around me*
  

ok, maybe i'm a bit of an asian food snob. did i ever tell you how housemate j once insisted that i marinade the best part of the lamb [the part along the spinal cord is apparently most tender] with honey soy? HONEY SOY?! who would waste such part with honey soy? ai yah!

call girl; honey, lemon, ginger.

this morning i was assignmenting with a friend on an empty stomach.. i commented how tasmania has made me a changed woman. i was hungry and assignmenting yet didn't whinge.

the other day i went into the city with housemate j and he parked on the tenth floor. we took the stairs down and up, i actually preferred it that way.

this afternoon, i walked into the kitchen to turn the kettle on, with the hidden agenda to see who was coughing so horridly outside. it was housemate j, he didn't recognise me straight away, why? does my photo not explain all? i went to uni with wet hair, it dried, then it rained and then my fringe got in the way while studying so i clipped it up. i know, totally appealing. housemate j said my wavy hair wasn't all that bad then quickly noted that i could get a free haircut from his mother this summer. lolols. i am in dire need of a haircut. the ends are so unbelievably splitted. ok, i'm being a little melodramatic here. but it's still not pretty.

i was skimming through the odd spot archive on the age's website this morning and came across this. it is so wrong yet so baffling and funny at the same time.

"Saturday October 10, 2009

Swedish tourism staff have been swamped with queries from Chinese men, intrigued by stories sweeping China's websites about a mythical Swedish town, Chako Paul City, that is supposed to be populated only by 25,000 sex-mad lesbians, eager to meet and mate with men."

"lesbians, eager to meet and mate with men" which part of lesbian do these men not understand? weird.

chom chom

sometimes people in tasmania comment that i must be really 'brave' and 'strong' to study interstate at such a ripe age of eighteen. until this day i still don't understand why they think this way.

but i thought i'd share what keeps me sane, in general.

"The great thing to remember is that, though our feelings come and go, God's love for us does not"
- C.S. Lewis

my feelings and mood fluctuates in a rather scarily and rapid way; especially, in this small, slow and two headed place. so, that quote pretty much sums up my ideals, thoughts, mentality and upmost faith & trust with the big man - whom pretty much sums up my life and how i want to live it.

scull.

hobart is kind of charming. especially, on saturdays when the market is buzzing and the sailboats are out.

--

i'm listening to coldplay at the moment and i just remembered the funniest conversation i had with housemate a this weekend. to give you background to the story.. i usually chill with housemates j & a and r for at least one chunk of the day/night sometime over the weekend by watching maxx/a movie on the movie channel/the travel&living channel [la ink/london ink/anthony bourdain/samantha brown, baby!]. sometimes we just channel surf but we usually lean towards maxx countdowns or *insert* ink that is playing at *insert* time.

this weekend housemate a cooked brunch on saturday [and-oh-my-gosh-i-had-the-best-raisin-bread-french-toast-that-housemate-j-made-cos-if-you-remember-i-mentioned-french-toast-to-him-earlier-this-week] and maxx was showing "100 essentials of the 00's". if any of you guys watch maxx as often as we do [housemate j is obsessed.] you would know they don't really play much rnb/hip hop but more pop/rock songs. and even though we're usually disappointed by the outcomes of their "top *whatevers*" we get sucked in by the countdowns and enjoy sighing/groaning/applauding the tv. and often r and housemate j find a way of ruining the songs for the rest of us cos they're notorious for singing badly and mimicking/mocking people, haha.

ANYWAY, we started watching intently from around top 50 onwards and then i left at around top 30 but got called back to watch the top 10. from the beginning housemate a kept rooting for usher and other hip hop dudes to enter the top ten even though deep down we knew they would never be aired because we've never seen their music videos on maxx [maxx runs on our tv a large portion of the day even no one's actually physically sitting in front of the tv.] but when i returned..

housemate a: ok, coldplay - clocks, the scientist and viva la vida are going to be in the top ten!
me: i really like coldplay - clocks!
housemate a: HAHAHAHA! IT'S PLAYING RIGHT NOW!
me: NO WAY?! OH MY GOSH!
*housemate a having a ball laughing at me*
r *looking at us both like we're idiots*: err.. they're playing coldplay - the scientist
housemate a & myself: WHAT?! WHAT ON EARTH?!

what a tease, what a tease.

if you're wondering what kind of music entered the top ten [in no particular order].. dido, youth group - forever young, coldplay - the scientist, missy higgins and kylie minogue was number one.

i know. what on earth.

instant coffee is my new best friend.

i find it so bemusing how the respiratory movements of sobbing and crying are so similar.

from my biology textbook:

"Sobbing: An inhalation followed by many short convulsive exhalations, during which the rima glotidis remains open and the vocal folds vibrate; accompanied by characteristic facial expressions and tears.
Laughing: The same basic movements as crying, but the rhythm of the movements and the facial expressions usually differ from those of crying. Laughing and crying are sometimes indistinguishable."

i have a feeling that blogger is going to be my new found social outlet from now until the end of exams. excellent.

clink

beautiful, sunny days make my day and mood happier than a kid high on cordial [and trust me, i was the kid who got high on cordial. just ask my cousins and family.]

yes, i realise i'm blogging for the fourth time today [techinically] but in my head i'm blogging for the third time because my first post under "sunday" was posted before i went to bed.

anywho, just thought i'd mention that i have eaten instant food all day O_O. with the exception of a kiwi fruit and two tomatoes everything has been either pre manufactured and/pre packaged. it's kind of scary. oh, i also had spring onions but even that was from the freezer [i froze a batch last week cos they were about to get old]

what was meant to be a five minute call to vanessa turned out to be one hour, tonight. after i hung up i realised i was probably shouting into the phone for the whole hour. oh well. half of my house is out, anyway.

speaking about going out.. as i opened the toilet door before i was confronted by housemate d's smiley face. she looked like a kid who had just sneakily stuffed a whole chocolate cake in her mouth [without the cake actually in her mouth to allow her to physically smile]. long story short she wanted to know whether i wanted to join her and housemate m at a party they were going to a few streets away.. who on earth stands at the door and waits for someone to come out of the toilet?! i laughed in her face for a good minute cos i was taken back by her presence. hah.

oh, one last quirky thing of the day before i enter the world of awesome studyness and homeworkness.. i got my mobile back tonight! but to get it back i had to go to my j's car and wait for him to fetch it out. as we were walking away from his car we saw a bikie [motor bikie!] make a u-turn and face our way and kinda yell at us.. we kinda stopped and looked at him [cos the bikie looked like he knew us or something] and then he used his index finger to gesture j to walk up to him [you know, like the hither hither finger thing].. so j walks up to him, they chat and he comes back.. turns out it was j's thesis supervisor! as we walked back to church, we shared the many thoughts that ran through our heads when we saw the bikie hither my friend.
a. he wanted to shoot j.
b. he wanted to slap his face
c. he wanted to yell at him for parking his car bad [it wasn't parked bad, by the way]

lolols.

and that, my friend, is the end.

buzzed

i had a dream about growing spring onions in rice last night.

r and i plan to grow spring onions in pots on our balcony next year [and whatever else is easy to grow and we like to use in our cooking] yay!

LARB

i love housemates and the internet. more, i love how lame my life has become with housemates and the internet. ho ho ho.

tonight housemate a knocked on my door to share some exciting [not really] stuff about his night.. only after knocking on housemate j's door to no reply remembering that he flew home this afternoon.. after standing at his door for a few minutes. *face palm* i thought having housemate j home for the weekend would pause all incessant door knocking for the time being, but since he stepped out our front door housemate a has knocked on my door. twice.

i have learnt two things this evening. housemate j is a fan of annoying housemate a and i [ie. knocking on our doors to waste our time and his. his words, not my] which eliminates the need for housemate a or i to annoy each other for no reason and only knock on each other doors with a purpose. however, when housemate j is out of the picture housemate a and i no longer have someone to reciprocate our annoying energy to but to each other. that being said, housemate a has an infinite amount of annoying energy as of yet, seeing i haven't knocked on his door tonight. [2 knocks vs. 0] so tonight i conclude that boys just contain a lot of annoying energy.

or maybe.

i disperse my annoying energy elsewhere, which leads me back to my initial statement about loving housemates and the internet. just then, i knocked on housemate d's room to laugh at what i read on facebook which shall remain unretold. yes, past 1.30am. whatever, she was awake. my whole house is probably still awake at this time of the morning.

oh, such is life.

ps. i once commented to my housemates how funny unit seventeen is *gasps* i just disclosed my location, heh. and how we could totally write a blog about daily housemate happenings. i think my blog is slowly evolving to emulate such thought. oh dear.

pps. to ensure my blog does not revolve around my housemates. tonight i had a friend come over for dinner. we had my mother's dumplings and i cooked some spinach with garlic. it was delicious. then we chatted and giggled and studied -__________-'' we also had honey lemon - she's never had such drink before *face palm* she loved it. the end.

ppps. my life in tasmania must sound mundane. all i ever blog about is food and housemates. or maybe that's what my life is like in melbourne but replace housemates with friends. food and friends. or maybe my blog is not an accurate depiction of my life. or maybe my life isn't mundane period. or maybe no one cares. yeh, i think no one cares.

ok i'm really ending this blog now.

over and out.

frozen bananas.

i woke up this morning not knowing where i was. weird.

big headed prawn.

i went to the canteen to look for wing dings last night.. all was left were remnants. what are wing dings you may wonder? well, let me educate you. they are fried chicken wings. housemate a's gf once started talking about wing dings to me back when i didn't know what they were. so i only heard "wing ding! wing ding! wing ding!" when she was really trying to say "and i bought two wing dings tonight.. wing dings are 90c each.. they're kinda exp but so good.. wing ding this wing ding that" if you can't tell by what i've typed - she's a bit like me. she speaks in a flurry when she gets excited and wait for it! she's a huge food enthusiast. we spend more than half our time bonding over talks of food or cooking or washing up the dishes we just used to eat with, haha.

so, you've guessed it! i'm craving for chicken wings! i once found a "healthy microwave fried chicken" recipe [microwave's good, saves oil and less mess] but it requires a panko coating [japanese bread crumb things] which i don't have nor intend to purchase anytime soon. anywho, i don't have any wings in my fridge and there's not much point to buy any meat anytime soon. speaking about wings, turkey wings are humongous! i pointed them out to my mother at safeway the other day and she shut me down before i even expressed interest in taste. i only commented with a "whoa! these wings are massive! look at these turkey drumsticks!" and my mother was already telling me about how untasty they are. haha.

i'm kind of sick of pancake sundays so i suggested housemate j should make french toast on sunday but then i remembered he's going back to melbourne for the weekend. yesterday, housemate a said he's going to make bacon & eggs and raisin toast and whatever else tomorrow. i hope he actually gets up and remember - two things he struggles to do.. wake up and remember simple things; which, baffles me because he's actually quite the smart guy [albeit, vain].

anyway, i had a greater point to blogging than food. i accidentally left my phone in my friend's car the other day and by the time i get it back it would've been five days without it, which is ultimately saddening. it's made me realise how dependent i am on my phone and how distant i feel from home without it. at least i can make free calls to all the rooms on accommodation but that's completely missing the point.

anyway, my bladder calls me leave my room. speaking about toilets housemate d [whose room is opposite the toilet] tells me that housemate e cleans the toilet at midnight. weird. but then again i've seen her clean dishes in the middle of the night. but then again i think my house is most alive at the wee hours of the morning.. at least half of us have midnight snacking/meal habits. it's kind of humorous to hear the kettle boil and the microwave ding or the exhaust fan buzz or be smacked in the face with cooking smells and smoke in the kitchen at one am.

delicious.

medentry.

my family were down for a few days last weekend and before they left they bought me four fillets of super fresh, super yum, wild white fleshed salmon from this run down shack but very legit and awesome fishery place half an hours drive away from hobart my mother and i found a few months ago.

last night most of my housemates and i bonded over drool worthy sashimi [and dried cuttlefish, left over over-the-top decadent, happifying chocolate cake and random malaysian sweet cakes]. it was truly random with conversations being interjected by housemate a's sudden craze of drawing dragon ball z characters which caused housemate d & j to join in. this afternoon a showed me another two sheets of freshly drawn characters *face palm*

tonight [after an epic , housemate a's girlfriend, housemate d & m joined forces to steam egg, fish and eat super fresh baby choy sum and bok choy. we giggled over girly chatter and stuffed our faces silly with enough food to feed five. heh. oh and od'd on spring onion. delicious.


my family is awesome. they bought down my favourite prawn chilli, boxed drinks, canned drinks, honey and an assortment of snacks and instant noodles.

at the supermarkets down here, they bought me enough meat to last me til the end of the semester and a couple of yummy cascade drinks and bottles of water.


tonight we concluded that only asian food can truly satisfy our eager stummies : D

guarana.

not a fan of small talk.

yes, i do think the inability to speel is blog worthy..

shallots.

i totally forgot to say but my housemate told me the most bizarre story the other week. his girlfriend's friend smuggles garlic out of supermarkets because she believes that no one should have to pay for them and we all have the right to obtain garlic for free. to think that people pay for water, water being a necessity of life; the logic of garlic should be free doesn't quite work in my head.

my whole family arrived in hobart this afternoon, even though they're not with me currently it's nice to know that they're within a five minute drive away. it's also nice to be showered with an abundance of asian snacks, drinks and dumplings. delicious.

turmuric od.

it saddens me that so many people are so dependent on using profanities to express their anger, frustrations or even amusement and to use it so regularly as if it were a discourse particle. to me i see it as either people no longer know how to express themselves or can no longer feel able to reveal their true feelings to other people. either way it's pretty sad.

har har. i almost forgot to mention.. the other day i got woken up by the noise of the rubbish truck, i peered out my window and realised that no one had taken our bursting bin out. so, in all my beautifulness of messed up bed hair [oh, so sexy] and clothes that i had fallen asleep in, i ran out of my apartment waving my hands like a douche and chased after the truck. but the driver was patient and waited for me to run back to our bin, drag it out and allow him to pincer our trash into the truck. he even gave me a thumbs up!

i think the boys in my apartment have a masculinity problem, heh. one of them has quite short hair yet straightens it more frequently than i do. that being said, i'm a lot more chillax about how the angles of my hair flair out in hobart.

it's super windy and rainy outside. ew.

sesame oil.

suppositories

eurgh. i've been wanting to eat something with tom yum soup all week [the instant stuff, it tastes pretty good : D] but i keep distracting myself with other foods. i made chicken corn soup tonight.. after dinner. har har. and dinner consisted of chicken sandwiches and a cob of corn. talk about imagination and variety of foods.

i want tom yum soup!

tom yum and noodles.

exasperated.

shout for joy; giggles and bubbles.

i hate stats.

yes, i am aware of the implications of hate. yes, i do have feelings attached to it and am not merely indifferent to it. i will hate it until i hand my stats assignment in on monday and then re hate it when my lecturer hands it back to us. after that i will just become indifferent to stats and hope to never have to deal with it again in such a confronting way.

when i was nine..

i have been eating a copious number of vitawheat these last two days.

cs lewis

lolol, i'm going to feel so dirty saying this. anywho, i had my dinner at like eleven last night and was quite swamped with work [lame, who does homework or study? : P] and ended up sleeping in my normal clothes with the light still switched on all night and inevitably left my empty bowl on my desk [yeh, i eat at my desk a lot these days.. ].

now i'm sitting at my desk smiling in my head [am physically quite tired] smelling my bowl from last night and it smells like home. i think i can almost say i've almost emulated my mothers yummy soy chicken [wow, that was a lot of almosts just then]! : D funniest thing is that i just winged it [HAHA! winged it! get it?! ].. i was trying to achieve another flavour but then a series of events lead to an addition of copious soy sauce. oops!

oh, and a back story to this story is that i deboned my chicken wings and drumlets and made at least two or three meals worth of chicken broth. yummy! my housemate did this funny jiggly, shuddering dance movement thing when he saw and heard about my chicken bones simmering away. he's such a loser.

i don't think i could ever get over the song "give me your eyes". haha, that could be one of my wedding songs "give me youur eyes!" just kidding! but there are a few lines that you could misinterpret in the song if you made them mutually exclusive from each other "give me your eyes for just one second" "give me your eyes so i can see" "everything i keep missing, give me your love for humanity"

very romantic. heh.

oh almost forgot [i'm going to feel so aunty saying this] but i have created at least four meals out of my deboned chicken wings! all for $1.15! hahahahaha!

social grace

i climb 163 steps up everyday back to my apartment. excellent.

anyway, this morning i had cravings for bok choy, choy sum.. you know normal choy stuff : P and as my housemate went to grab his daily morning bowl of muesli he looked over to see what i had cooking in my pot and then asked whether i was on a diet. no, i just had cravings for choy.. from that he deduced i must be preggers.

after my large bowl of choy i hurried off to class and we weren't even halfway through the lecture and i was already hungry [green vegies.. high fibre content.. metabolism speeder?] so as we were walking to our next theatre i complained to housemate that i had the munchies to that he replied with a "maybe it's not you.. it could be your pregger appetite"

LOLOL, so here i sit and wonder.. how does ones craving for choy make her seem preggers? folate?

and no, i haven't gained a couple of inches around my stomach area within a week.

to my housemate: you're lamefaced.

now i'm sitting in my room trying to finish my four dollar pepperz lunch [lame name, i know. the launceston campus accommodation canteen is called saltz, haha.] and it comforts me to know there's people out there who cook worse than me. that being said.. my cooking isn't all that bad : P

hobart is so weird. we're nearly halfway through spring [gosh, does time fly] but it's getting colder this week. it was soo good for the past couple of weeks - sunshine, warm days.. you know that jazz. but five.. three degree minimums? we haven't had those since july! crazy stuff! and i was just thinking the other day that i probably won't be touching my thermals until next year..

but apparently this is normal. apparently hobart always goes through a little chill thrill phase in spring. eurgh.

dry

i just played bejeweled for the first time in a month.

such is uni life..

firsts

i just baked a really yummy piece of salmon fillet.. mind you i descaled it too! [fish skin is full of goody nutrients!] marinated in miso paste, ontop of a bed of onion, garlic and soy sauce, haha.

very melt in mouth. delicious.

yellow.

dead cow me!

amino acids

greetings all,

i finally understand the meaning of "i've got your back". it's like in those pew pew games that you boys play or those action filled tv shows we watch and there's two on the same side back to back pew pew'ing the baddies away.

i have a shopping list next to me and i really need meat. i'm going to go buy some fish too if it looks fresh. vitawheat are also on this list of my. alongside, avocados providing they're selling at a reasonable price and tofu. speaking about reasonable prices the other day i went to coles and they were selling bananas for $4.98 a kilo, i told my mother and she told me she had just purchased some that day for $0.99 a kilo. i am outraged. hence, i will make use of this outrage and go to the market to purchase local produce which should sold at a more reasonable price. stupid big chain supermarkets.

i've had a rather calm week - this calmness makes me feel so old or "mature" as my housemate puts it. he keeps telling our mutual friends that he "can't believe agnes is only eighteen, she's so mature" but from the stories he's told me he was a really cheeky teenager, haha. i think this calm behaviour of my is calling for me to wear some swish swish skirts out or really bright colours - yeh, colour sounds good.

my stummy is calling for me to make some vegetable soup.

that is all, the end.

delicious.

this morning's pilot made a pretty shonky descent down to hobart but the actual landing was so smooth i almost couldn't feel the wheels hit the runway.

my plane was full of fourteen/fifteen year olds on a school trip - eurgh, i hope i was never like them! i felt like the biggest old hag reading my paper and thinking "kids..."

my left ear is incredibly blocked, in fact i can't hear anything with it. it's actually quite painful too.

i brought back some aloe vera to hobart.. mediocre!

ok. i am feeling rather witless and brainless for that matter.

the end.

dragon.

melbourne is absolutely beautiful at night!

snoofed.

where does time go?

good morning spring!

as i was trying to type something into the url box on my webpage i accidentally swiped my palm across my touchpad and clicked on a bookmarked page on my toolbar which led me to this.

i used to listen to this song quite frequently and then i went without net on my laptop for seven weeks. haha.

it is still as awesome as when i first heard it.

thanks simello!

ribcage.

i ate so much for dinner and after dinner that i couldn't even suck in my stomach. lolol.

home is where food is : D

because it tickles your pickle!

WELCOME TO MY APARTMENT!

this was taken at my front door.

we had pancakes for breakfast : D

i literally jumped in my bed when my housemate knocked on my door to wake me - i thought it was the middle of the night or something. his morning call scared me.

yo yo yo, WELCOME TO MY ROOM!

this is what you see straight on from my room door.

haha, that is my drying rack where i hang clothes to dry that i don't like putting in the driers in the laundry room. also it's home to a skirt, my lab coat, frog dressing gown and puff puff jacket. oh and little nidbits such as rubber bands and what not.

the white thing under the rack is my sandwich maker, LOL. when i'm feeling anti social but hungry i toast sandwiches in my room. it's awesome.

i home my textbooks behind my puff puff jacket.. you know, just in case you think i don't study or whatevs, haha.this is to the left of my room.

you see the blank spots on my photo wall thing? yeh, that's where sorrento photos are meant to be. sorrento photos do not exist in tangible form yet. haha.

i also blow dry/straighten my hair there cos there's a full length mirror in the far left cupboard door.and there lives my prized fridge which seconds as my bedside table, haha.

it is awe-some.

you see the light above my bed? it's rather cute, there's little star cut outs on the lamp shade part.i have a king single. sometimes when i'm too lazy to sort out my fresh laundry, i sleep with it cos there's enough space for me and my clothes, LOL.

my super long desk.

only the end rooms get long desks, all other rooms get desks less than half the size of my.

my dirty laundry lives under my desk, haha.

the blue basket houses my kitchen utensils and the orange basket houses my sauces and condiments.

the purple box is home to my lotions and potions.

this is another view i have from my window behind my bed. and what you guys are looking at, at the moment is the laundry room/admin/computer room building. behind that building is a college and the cafeteria.

to its left are more apartments.

how beautiful are the clouds?

isn't our view amazing?!

this is what my apartment looks like from the outside.

i'm on the third floor. there's a floor half underground half not. we're on a slant so i guess they have windows on the side of their building? i have no idea O_O

i don't even know who lives on the first floor. i'm pretty sure there are asians on the ground level.

and there we are. story of my life.

ps. the guy next to me emits super bad body odour. i have a sore throat from breathing through my mouth. i tried puffing my cheeks and then exhaling air through my nose [my breath smells like macleans! LOL] but cheeks got sore after a while. my stomach feels weird. not a fan of b.o.
see what i do for you kiddos? i endured almost an hour of blogging in smelly conditions, haha.

ligands.

my housemate has never seen my blog but knows about it. i can't remember what we were talking about this afternoon or what was so funny - i think we were talking about his crumpets in the fridge and he joked that he was going to keep them in the fridge forever in order to love himself forever. haha.

anyway, he reckons i've portrayed him as a narcissist, i think he's a narcissist for him to think i've portrayed him as one. so without his knowing i shall note why he is cool. he is cool cos he drives me to the shops and he gives me his coles discount card when i go buy my groceries, 5% off baby! i saved sixty something cents last night when i went out to buy paper towels, drumsticks [the ice cream variety, they were on special!] and other nidbits. i don't think it really justifies him in any way but it makes him sound nice.

but then again i'm one to be wary when i hear someone being described as nice.

so, my housemate is decent. haha.

plastic surgery.

i saw a girl wearing a bright orange skirt with grey leggings. oh, and a bright purple cardigan.

i want a bright orange skirt now. haha. a very specific orange though, like a tangerine orange. like a bright deep orange.

uh huh.

the end.

casserole.

it's true, you know, the more you hang with someone or a group of people the more you become alike them.

i know you like it.

haha, so i totally remember telling people that i'd blog photos of my room and apartment as soon as possible. here they are five weeks late but better later than never, right?

as i was uploading the photos onto my usb the other day i realised i hadn't taken any photos of my room and i still haven't, haha. i will foh shiz before i fly home next!

so this lissie, is a three quartered shower. can you see how we've been jibbed of a corner in our shower? haha.

this is our kitchen. our front door is to the left [behind the grey cupboards] infront of the grey cupboards is the fridge, it makes really weird noises, haha. the door straight ahead leads to the other living quarter/wing. we rarely ever use that dining table. we all eat at the couches in front of the tv, haha.

this is our lounge room. the tv's small but don't underestimate it! it has a few foxtel channels which is rather super. our house enjoys watching the music channel [maxx], travel shows hosted by spinsters, shows about different cultures and most importantly the rather mind numbing show la ink/london ink/miami ink. haha.

to the right of this photo [where the blue curtains are] is our balcony.

each living quarter has a little 'study'. no one uses our one. currently, our table is covered with my fridge boxes. haha. our apartment's three irons and ironing board resides in the other study.

have i mentioned that i have the most stalkerish room? all three of my windows face the most frequented areas of accommodation. this window faces christ college [one of the residential colleges]

my bed faces this window and this window lines my desk. that's where most of the residential cars park.

this is the window behind the head of my bed. you see that striped crossing thing [it's actually a speed hump but whatevs]? the foot path to its left leads to my apartment. to its right leads to the laundry room, admin office, cafeteria and computer lab. i can see all of those places from my window but i couldn't capture it all in one screen shot. i have a couple of friends who live in the apartments on the far right corner of this photo.

how spectacular is this view? this is one angle from our balcony. the buildings below are about half of the apartments on campus.

i am a fan of our balcony. sometimes i brush my teeth on the balcony at night because the night lights are rather stunning.

and that my friend is a little tour of my apartment. next time i'll show you my room, the exterior of our apartment and maybe a picture of how close it is to walk to the computer lab from my room. haha. yes, it's important to see how good my apartment location is.

ps. it feels like summer today. i want watermelon.

popcorn

hilarious. my pharmer friend who lives up at the apartments and is from melbourne [very important detail to note, haha] drives to class every day. so i got a ride up this afternoon which is good cos i seriously dreading the walk up this afternoon.

why is that hilarious? it's not really. it's actually more absurd than hilarious. it's absurd because as much as i hate the walk, it's seriously not worth the effort of driving, finding a park and all that. that being said, it's super cheap to park at uni...twenty cents for an hour! haha!

oh by the way, i totally got my face checked against my license at the door last night. getting my id checked isn't that exciting but to have a bouncer put my card up against my face is pretty cool.

the end.

fifteen days!

oh yeh, i was just reading through my past blog entries just then and i mentioned something about the smell of melbourne.

my friend from dubai thinks my housemate and i are infected by melbourne air because we're too melbourne proud. we told our other melbourne housemate&his girlfriend and you know what? THEY FLUNG THEIR ARMS IN THE AIR WITH US BECAUSE WE'RE MELBOURNE PROUD! hahahahahaha!

nom nom nom.

beep!

yummo, housemate gave me a morning call today and made pancakes! i opened the front door to allow the smell of pancakes to waft outside.. seeing all the other apratments emit yummy dinner smells at night apart from ours, i felt the need to contribute to good food smells in the morning. haha.

ok, i really opened the door cos all the heaters were on, the windows were closed and it was getting a bit stuffy in the kitchen/lounge area cos not only were the pancakes cooking, they were been kept warm in our oven. yuuum.

anywho, the other day i was walking back to my apartment and i saw this girl with the coolest yellow/purple plaid scarf. now i want a really cool purple/yellow plaid shirt : D i've got to up her one! haha, kidding. but i did once see a black and yellow shirt that was rather cheap and that tickled my pickle but i could not justify getting because i had obtained better bargains earlier that day.

have i mentioned? i think i'm addicted to bejeweled. but the computers in the computer lab up on residence are super laggy so i've cut down my playage. i play til the computer starts making weird noises and the game freezes on me, haha. but i'm not as bad as my other computer lab buddies. the other night one went "ok, six more games and then i'll finish" cos each game is a minute long [we play on fb] and they have a "bejeweled curfew" at ten thirty, that isn't strictly adhered to : P still funny!

eurgh, it's been spitting constnatly for the past three days. yesterday i straightened my hair three times because it kept frizzing up hahahaha! i am awesome.

talk about awesomeness. my housemate is nuts. this morning he went "i love myself because i have crumpets in the fridge" we are crumpet&nutella crazy, uh huh. yesterday he was running late to class and he toasted four crumpets and he was running around crazy cos i wouldn't help him eat his crumpets and he didn't have enough time to sit down&eat them.. so i told him to sandwich them [which he thought i was mad to suggest]. anywho, as he was running down the stairs he kinda lost his balance and dropped them on the ground but cos he had sandwiched them he peeled the top layer of each of the two sandwiches and ate them and left the bottom halves on the stairs [that's right, agnes saves the day!].

anywho, i heard the story before seeing them so i knew they were his so when i got home i was like "oh my gosh i saw the crumpets, they were sooo disgusting!" later that night we saw a mutual friend of ours and she went "when i saw them i knew they were either agnes' or nixon's, they looked SOOOO GOOD! i almost wanted to pick them up and eat them" HAHAHAHA! i say our friend is rather crumpet&nutella deprived [and i do quite clearly remember her saying that she didn't understand what was so great about nutella&crumpets last week. err hello, they looked appetising on the floor on a rainy dreary day?!]

so i declare, we must have a nutella crumpet day one day soon!

the end.

olive bread, HAHA!

i have met the oddest individuals living up on campus and it is quite a delight.

it somewhat surprises me to see how many people don't eat their veg's or eat their ice cream before their main meal or consume half the amount i usually eat [which really is quite standard]. and then there are the canadian arabs that hang in a mob and to a degree are rather obnoxious but super amusing and funny [more funny cos they're amusing not cos they're actually funny].

there's this arab guy who sang a song of infatuation in arab about our pharm lecturer with the surname holmes. he rhymed holmes with "makes me homeless" LOLOL

i am off maccas for some while. i had it for dinner last night and i felt so off all night. i think it was a combination of greasy chips, a lukewarm burger and upon reflection the consumption of a lot of coke throughout the day. when i mean a lot, i mean more than i have probably consumed all year, haha.

i think i'm almost addicted to bejeweled. hahahahaha

omega three

"differences create opportunities" i like that.

i'm currently listening to light fm online and they're having a radio gaga about anchovies on pizzas. i like anchovies on my pizzas. haha.

light.

today i sat in a row of asians in a lecture [i don't usually sit with more than one asian at a time] then i looked around and realised i was sitting in a mob of asians - like, the row in front of me and the one i was in was filled with asians. that is nine of us. then i looked around and saw a small scattering of asians in the lecture theatre.

there's about eighty of us in my cohort. that is, if there's around fifteen asians in my course - around a fifth of my cohort is asian.

O_O

that never crossed my mind. maybe it's cos all these asians take it in turns to wag class and all happened to rock up this morning.

weird.

i feel like eating tofu, congee and garlic bread. hahahaha. i'm cooking chicken pasta tonight. i wonder what chicken, tofu pasta would taste like. shame i don't have any tofu in my fridge and i'm a rather lazy person to actually walk down to the shops and back again.

stalk me

letters:

Agnes Loo
Accommodation Services
University Apartments
Private Bag 94
Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, 7001

parcels, haha:

Agnes Loo
Accommodation Services
University Apartments
College Road
Sandy Bay, Tasmania, Australia, 7005

delicious.

peppermint fluff

"Holiday Isle"

"Your natural state"

"Explore the possibilities"

are what you see on tasmanian number plates, vanessa.

oh my gosh. i just got the biggest shock of all week just then. so...i'm sitting i'm currently in the computer lab and then all of a sudden i hear a "WOOO! OH MY GOSH HAHAHAHA! WOOOOO!" from a rather feminine sounding male behind me and then a loud thump, a bang and an "ow" turns out the guy got some email or whatever on his computer to tell him something about transferring or something and then he grabbed hold onto his female friend next to him and pulled her to the ground, out of her seat and i'm assuming she hit something of herself somewhere. hahahaha! oh yeh, and the guy proceeded to "WOO" and "HAH!"

heh.

uni students are funny.

homosexual.

eurgh. way to go. my lecturer emailed us yesterday to say i and a few others hadn't handed in our assignments from april and that we had to email another copy and it was urgent.

so last night i went to look for it on my usb at school and it wasnt there so this morning i checked on my computer and the file wasn't there and then i realised i had saved it on the usb i lost back in april. sooo...i dug up my last semester's notes [i have a crapload] and finished the assignment this morning [it was pretty iffy] and was about to send it off again to open up to a new email saying. yes i did submit my work. and no, i didn't have to re submit.

way to go gay gay.

i'm in the computer lab at the moment and my computer sounds like it's about to errupt. it's working pretty audibly hard. haha.

joy ride

i feel claustrophobic in a three quartered shower.

conked out.

you know you're in a delirium when you board a 7am plane, conk out, then wake at 7.20am in a panic because you think the plane hasn't taken off - only, to realise that you did indeed fall asleep, did wake at 7.20am in your plane seat but really you're already mid air halfway headed to your destination.

i am a fan of plane sleepages.

12.07pm

in seven hours and thirteen minutes i shall be boarding a jetstar plane.

and in just over eight hours time i shall be touching down in melbourne.

I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED! so excited, i find myself giggling to myself sometimes.

call me an eager beaver but i know at least five other pharmers boarding the same plane as me tonight.

oh yeh, i can almost smell melbourne, whatever that smells like.

speaking about smells, last night i was in the car with a friend and he had just gone for a swim so he asked me whether he smelt like chlorine. he smelt like boy.

although, i'm only in hobart, i have decided that the smell of boy is universal. LOLOL.

boysenberry cheesecake.

last night I went out for dinner with a girl from devonport.

devonport is hobart's bogansville [but the real super bogansville of tasmania is smithsville, simply because it's the most north west of the state haha]

anywho, apparently people in devonport become all doe eyed when they see people with darker skin ie. of african heritage because they have "the most beautiful, smooth skin" and from what i gather, are to some degree racist due to their ignorance of multi culturalism as devonport is a rather white, anglo saxon town. uh huh.

anyway, my friend is slightly stalkerish, ok all facebook users could probably be considered as stalkerish but she told me she was looking through my facebook photos and was quite "amazed" and "shocked" that i only had photos with asian people so she proceeded to look at my friends list to see whether i had white friends on my list. and yeh, i do have white people on my list. LOLOL. i told her if she were to meet my posse back home she'd probaby freak but then i told her if any of you guys were to come down that you guys would be disappointed with my choice of friends. LOL. i'm tight. whatever.

the gold moment - hoo hoo, welcome to tasmania - would have to been when she asked me "do all malaysians have round faces?" she based that off my face and this other guy alex who is quite fresh off the plane from malaysia and who is clinically overweight. uh huh. she deduced that all malaysians must have round faces from two people's faces. i'm not even fresh off the plane malaysian and if you must get technical i'm only half malaysian chinese. i don't think she understands that malaysians can be indian, chinese or truly malay. nuh uh.

i'm so ready to go home again.

mures?

have i told you guys about how i once had a pasta on rice dish for dinner? carb overload, much. needless to say it was cooked by a boy.

exiled [a hk film] was such a dumb movie, there was no plot! just a heap of shooting and idiotic laughter. i think my favourite part was when the baddie got shot in the privates on two different occasions, haha. but even then, it wasn't worth the hour forty four it took up of my morning.

anyway, back to the pasta on rice. i think there's leftover spaghetti and rice in the fridge. i guess i shall be having a carb overloaded lunch. mmm. it reminds me of when we were younger and my cousins used to eat "three mix" [hor fun, mei fun, rice] for dinner at rasa malaya - we used to eat there all the time until one day we told our parents we no longer wanted to eat there. now we go there like twice a year.

there's so much i want to eat when i get home. likee curry laksa, har mee, ba kueh teh, real mee goreng. ahhh and not all that fake stuff, real home cooking food. mmmm.

ok, it's 12.30pm now, the munchies are here!

six.

so i've been told, i don't blog enough.

six days marks the official end to my exams aand home home time!

twenty days until sorrento!

before then i thought i'd share a few photos over the next few days that i found on my usb. hoo hoo hoo. i have some of the most embarrassing and dorky photos that i shall be bringing out for a few select people's twenty firsts. uh huh. they're that good! before then i shall share the slightly embarrassing and more tame photos.

i know. original. "it" was the only two letter word we could think of at the time.

uh huh and oversized high school jumpers were just so cool.

ahh yes teapots and reindeers. very relevant. as i type this i ahve a sudden urge to walk around the city. i think it's cos i'm hungry. there's chicken in the fridge. yum.

LOLOL. i don't even know where to start. i don't think i'm going to even bother pointing out the obvious. i think this was taken in year eight - a good five years ago. we were definitely the coolest kids in the block. uh huh.

i am going to treat the next week as my rest week before nineteen days of ultimate fun fun fun! uh huh. my social life shall revolve around my sleeping life. i must must spoil myself with plenty sleep!

ok, this beginning to sound lame. if you heard what i accomplish in a day of no study you would probably hang your head in shame on behalf of me. two if you had two.

ribena is excellent.

haha, www.facebook.com/agnes.loo is now me.

once.

for once i don't want time to travel any faster.

in the library.

i thought i would just note that i'm sitting next to a rather aggro indian guy who won't stop sighing and palm facing and mouthing swear words.

i am not a fan of perpetual sighers. if people need to sigh so frequently they should learn to perfect the art of deep breathing, that way they'll allow enough oxygen to enter their bodies at a more constant rate rather than the shallow breathing and five minute come around sighs. deep breathing is soothing too, good for the brain.

i'm currently on the fourth floor of the morris miller library and the lights are twinkling ever so prettily outside. have i mentioned that utas is on a hill? pretty much sandy bay is a mega hill and utas pretty much spreads up and down the hill. yep.

it is quarter to eight and i'm rather hungry but i dread the walk back, it was super chilly at four in the afternoon. imagine eight. *shudders*

i feel like watching lion king two now. *mufasa*

three more exams to go! home in twelve days!

feels like : one point four degrees celcius.

it is so cold outside that my jeans felt damp on my way back from the library, half an hour ago.

i don't think i've walked back so quickly before, haha. no music could match the coldness on my mp3, haha.

in other news, aunt edna's son is singing quite loudly while taking a leak. LOL.

ta!

two weeks

my shoes are soaked on the inside.

i'm feeling plastic fantastic today. plastic shoes. plastic bag. haha.

bling bling bling!

for lyds.

...because she's convinced that it snows in the city of hobart.

inflated ego.

tina inspired me to read through her archives last night.

so, just then i clicked on a random month/year [june '06] on her blog and skimmed through it until i saw a questionnaire she "tagged" me to do it. knowing me, i probably didn't complete it three years ago [i almost typed two years ago, sometimes i still think we're in '08] as a form of retaliation. i'm awesome : D

agnes at her best - procrastinating!

five things...

...you were doing in secondary school?

- pulling faces
- hoping for it to end. it did and it feels good.
- making weird noises just for the kicks. i haven't done that in a while...
- living at home. oh my bed.
- study partying! living it up! LOL

...favourite bands or singers at the moment

- brooke fraser
- jimmy needham
- rush of fools
- casting crowns
- brandon heath
oh, and the list goes on...

...you would do if you were a millionaire

- give to the church

- give to my family

- bank a huge chunk

- stock a decent asian grocers down here, haha

- my rational mind says i'd rather live a modest life. so i dunno. go on a mission trip? or many : D sponsor others to go on mission trips?

...5 things you like doing

- walking in the cold, at night

- hang time! supernatural, slumbers, pancake parlouring, boardgames, walkies and the usual.

- eating, sleeping and all that

- going to church

- tv'ing it with the family

...favourite things

- laughter & lame jokes - easy goingness!

- being a car passenger, HAHA

- home but tasmania's growing on me - you were right janean.

- reading letters and imagining the writer to be right next to me. there's something about letters, they truly capture my attention and make me burst into all sorts of expressions; audible laughter, gasps and all that jazz.

- being thankful in situations that are hard to be thankful in.

...can't live without

- God
- emotional connections ; family&friends
-
-
- all of the above & everything else

HAHA, I OFFICIALLY DUB TINA, AGNES OBSESSED. i saw my name a lot in the month of march '06.

"ahaha but i had bio and my agnes =) and yea she helped advise me again ^^ aha shes awesome =) solves all my problems. aaaagnesss i dont know what i'd do without you!!! so thanks heaps!!! and go off to asialand and have heaps and heaps of fun and dont worry about anything!!! you'll just leave us back in aus crying our eyes out cos of no agnes =P but its ok!! we'll just go blind!!" how many times can you put my name in a paragraph? HAHAHA!

ok, back to studies. ew.

multicultural.

hah. tasmanians think victorians are unhygenic and my uni is now telling everyone travelling from the states, mexico, japan or victoria and displaying any flu like symptoms to get a check up. apparently, if three or more people at utas get swine flu they will be quarantined at one of the villa's up on mt nelson [one of the student accommodation places at utas] and my friend told me her house is first to go - that means, they'll receive a phone call, be given a couple of hours to pack their rooms and move into a nearby hotel. apparently her villa is the most isolated out of all the isolated villas. uh huh.

yeh. that's right, according to the tasmanians, victoria's on the same level as mexico in terms of swine flu.

i think the media's a load of rubbish - some people are irrationally terrified of the flu because of how the media has sensationalised the swine flu. meh.

it's pouring outside. it makes me wonder what it would be like to walk to uni in such heavy rain.

i am so distracted by nothing it's driving me nuts.

and it was on special

...and in stock.

i am so bored.

i think i ate too much rice.

nom nom nom, at least my tum is warm : D

showers forecasted for the next seven days. disgusting, much?

i want to go walk through a glow worm cave, visit the penguins and "climb" a mountain. someone, take me to mount wellington!

today my organic chem lecturer suggested that we should go join the "sausage fest" after our lecture, how inappropriate - join we did. hahahaha.

i am dilemma'd. should i make myself a warm blackcurrant with lemon drink, honey milk, honey lemon or milk tea?

oh my gosh. nineteen days!

stripey legs

how does one dress for such weather?

with purple, magenta, black and white striped thermal leggings and white polka dotted blue flannie pants, a white thermal top with another long sleeve over it bundeled up in a frog dressing gown. oh not to forget, blue grip socks.

according to the weather, i shall do my laundry on tuesday. delicious, my clothes arent going to dry in such cold weather. what to do? what to do? maybe i'll wash my clothes tomorrow and allow them to dry in two days.

ingenious.

white rabbit.

Crystals of iodine disappear if left uncovered. Please select the correct name for this process and the type of change based on its enthalpy.
A. sublimation
B. condensation
C. vaporisation
D. deposition
E. melting
F. freezing
G. exothermic
H. endothermic

1. A, G
2. B, G
3. C, G
4. D, G
5. E, G
6. F, G
7. A, H
8. B, H
9. C, H
10. D, H
11. E, H
12. F, H

LOLOL. i have never seen so many multiple choices in my life. i am still staring at the twelve options in awe. ughhh, it's hurting my eyes.

take me to gordon dam.

how stunning is this picture? i want to walk that bridge one day, i think tasmania's getting to me. everywhere's so insanely pretty down here.

ps. i really crave for steak. i think it's cos i watched masterchef tonight.

bee me.

i have a new favourite night time drink. i like to microwave my milk warm then mix a teaspoon of honey in.

my inspiration for the drink?

in my biol tute a guy had the sniffles and a sore throat so i told him to drink honey and then his friend told him to drink milk so i told him to drink honey milk :D

then one night i was feeling super hungry but there was nothing warm and instant for me to eat except instant noodles [im going through a slight health craze at the moment. chicken soup from scratch! asian style! boil two chicken drumsticks for five minutes then turn off heat and allow the chicken drumsticks to sit for twenty. remove drumsticks from pot, discard chicken scum from the pot and then put in wombok cabbage and bok choy [&noodles/pasta/nian gow, yum]. shred chicken, eat chicken, dip it in soysauce/sesame oil, put it back in the soup - whatever! season soup with salt and pepper. tastes super wholesome and light : D but it'd taste better if i had dried anchovies. mmm.]

sorry, i digress. anywho, that night i racked my mind on what to eat that would satisfy my tum yet not be totally guilt inducing. then i remembered milk is filling [and helps prevent osteoporosis! those tv adverts are getting into my head - one in three woman suffer from it! also, if you dont store enough before twenty five your kids will suck all your calcium from your BONES!] but im not a fan of milk unless it's in cereal - which i rarely eat - or when i drink it to wash down my toast in the morning or when i feel like eating an apple. cold apples taste good accompanied with cold milk, haha. OR with creamy soda, yum. actually, i like to drink milk from those mini cartons through a straw, ocassionally. it feels somewhat rustic.

ok. super tired. eight am start tomorrow! and i have an extra tute...so it's going to be a 8-5 day!

ai yah.

sweet.

and the countdown is on again - i'm home in four weeks and one day! i'm so excited!
ps. i've decided i love my fat fingers. may as well embrace something we can't change, right? and as you cant really put your fingers on a diet or get liposuction on them i shall wave them in your face as much as i want : D

haha, see that red grid on my hand? as my lab partner drew on my hand i commented with a "good thing i don't live at home anymore otherwise my mother would whoop-ah me!" [hi mummy! *waves*] it was quite funny everyone in my group had a grid on their hand - as part of an experiment - so we all looked like we were a part of some weird cult.

today was a weird day. in our pracs we have "stations" where we rotate around the room to complete different tasks and it just happened to be that we were using a lot of rulers - long ones by the way. i don't know what got to me but i kept making ruler whipping noises HAHAH! today was quite fun too. we did a lot of taste testing and feel testing and eye testing. i've decided the ear is a really sensual place...it felt so weird having my lab partner poke it with a protractor like probe - it made me all giggly and uncontrollable hahaha.

anywho i need to clear my desk and chair now then go into the kitchen for i'm having baked sweet potato sans toppings&condiments. mmm, i love the taste of plain sweet potatos. and shall indulge on such starchy goodness while watching ghost whisperer tonight - all the while soaking up all the nutrients. i googled sweet potatos the ohter day and did you know it's ranked as the most nutritious vegetable? better than spinach and brocolli and all that by far. OH and it's a low calorie diet food too [not that i'm on a diet or anything] but just saying! so everyone should go go eat more sweet potato goodness.

bye bye

i am the type of person who tries to see the best in everything or at least see a positive out of every situation.

anyway, as i walk the same few paths a lot down here i have learnt a few street names and which ones are dead ends and all that. so, as i was walking down to the shops from uni i saw a car with its windows down, pumping its obnoxious music take quite a sharp turn and accelerating down a small street. so where am i getting at? the thing is the street was a no through road and anyone who knows they're turning into a short no through road also knows not to speed down one for obvious reasons. needless to say, the car made a u turn and turned out of the no through road ten seconds later, went down the original street and turned right to the next street to get onto sandy bay road [a main road]. needless to say, i was highly amused : D

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i understand why people wear boots over their skinnies, it's warm and looks quite nice but today as i was getting off the bus i saw a girl with stripey pink&black socks. i didn't think much of them [even though i think long stripey socks should be kept as home wear or worn out of sight] until i got out of the bus and looked up at the girl and realised she was wearing her socks over her jeans like boots over jeans. now, i'm no fashion guru but come on, isn't that a bit odd? that being said, i am a fan of spotting odd wear so no complaints!