Beautifully Imperfect.

Moolahh. ;)

A pair of low sling-backs, preferably wedges, peep-toe style, and in white. Because I've looked high and low, and left and right, and they still elude me. Boo.

The double.

A charm-bracelet with charms that actually hold some significance to me.

A Manchester United jersey which I've lusted after for years but always put aside due to its hefty price.

To have a finished lending decisions assignment appear out of nowhere. Or at least a strong sense of concentration and determination to finish the damn thing and not kill myself while trying to do it. I'm struggling, and being disturbed (or having the urge to write anything non-academic related, for that matter) is not helping, especially not when I have an IBF test tomorrow as well.

I want to watch Ironman, dammit. Which now looks like will have to wait until the older brother gets the dvd.

To possess a semblance of child-like innocence again. Although, this might never be possible.

My old mp3 player is falling apart so, a new mp3 player of any kind. I'm not choosy. Oh, who am I kidding. Of course I'm choosy. I want an iPod. :P

18th June, the end of finals, to come.

To know what I really want out of all this university torture. Because I really still don't. And to be honest, it scares me.

Damn Chadstone and their VIP Sale that goes on from 9 a.m. all the way till 11 p.m. Yes, shops opening till late is a rarity for us over here - they usually shut at 5 p.m.

Guess what I bought there today?

Walked for 4 hours straight and ended up a whole lot more than I set out to buy.

I said yesterday that you always end up buying truckloads of nonsense when you don't have something in mind. No aims, no targets. (Yes, I'm aware that it's shopping, and I'm going on and on about it as though it's a business budget or company objectives or something. Lol.)

But yes, go to the VIP sale with no targets in mind, and you end up with 5 tees, 1 tank top, 3 tops, 2 pairs of shorts and 2 tunics.

Like I said, someone should just shoot me now.

Okay, so granted, 6 of those items only cost my $30 bucks, but still - that's no reason for me to shop like Becky Bloomwood! I don't have a tall, hunky, rich Luke Brandon to pay for all my stuff! (Whoops, sorry male community, reference to Shopaholic chic lit there.)

To top it off, you have extremely helpful friends who go, "Never mind la, Wen. You working what!"

:( There goes all my hard earned moolah, sprouting wings and flying out of Chadstone.


And oh, I bought one of those DIY dye boxes last week, all excited to dye my hair. Don't know why, just got bitten by the coloured hair bug, I suppose. As some of you probably already know, I have a history with dye. My natural hair colour is jet black. Extremely, super, mega jet black. Dye almost always never comes out on my hair and you can't really see the colour, unless I'm under the sun.

So, this time, I was all determined to make the colour obvious, so Mel put it on carefully for me, and I left it for about fifteen minutes longer than I was supposed to. Even bought a very bright mahogany red so that the colour would be obvious and all. The end result? Still no bloody colour. And even worse? Not even under the bloody sun! So upset.

What's even worse?

Me: "I dyed my hair just now... no colour! I'm so upset!" *pout*
Yao: (pauses, takes a strand of my hair) "You...dyed it black?"
Me: -_-"

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Me: "Eh, I dyed my hair yesterday, and there's no colour!"
Alicia: "You dyed your hair black is it?!"
Me: -_-"

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Caryn: "Eh... I dyed my hair two days ago!"
Me: "Me also!"
Caryn: "Eh! (giggles) What colour? Black is it?"
Me: -_-"

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Me: "Eh, do you see any colour in my hair? I dyed it that day! So upset, I tell you."
Ching: "What colour? You dyed it black is it?"
Me: -_-"

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So yes, as you can probably already tell, from the many "You dyed your hair black , is it?", I'm very UPSETTTT. Lol.

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Going Gold Coast from the 8th till 13th of November, which is two days after exams. I can't wait. Movie World and Dream World and Sea World and beaches. Hee.

I just HAD to tell everyone this.

DFO Cheltenham. AUD 2.95 denim skirt from Dotti. Shorter than my usual skirts. Mum's blood pressure will probably shoot up. Shall just wear it here instead, with leggings when it's cold.

But still! AUD 2.95! Dotti!

Do the math, and pat me on the back, will ya?

First up, about AFF2851. Ugh. May this be the last time I ever complain about you.

You know, my standard answer to my parents whenever they ask me how an exam went, would be, "Okay-lahhh." Over the years, I've learnt to give this answer to my parents, because if I say it went really well, then they get their hopes up really, really high; and if I say I did really badly, they will go, "Oh, see lahhh. Ask you don't go out so much already". -_-" So yes, 'okay-lah' becomes my favourite answer.

But AFF2851, aka Accounting Info Systems and Financial Modelling, aka possibly most redundant unit I've ever taken besides Management MGW1010 (Okay, the AIS part, that is), aka Wen's weakest unit because she's just plainly shit-useless at spreadsheets and Excel and all that jazz, was definitely not 'okay'. It was so awful, omg. I pray I pass. Seriously. I do not want to start failing units now, especially all the way here and when my parents are paying more for me to be here. And I do not want to be failing this unit of all units. Gulp.


On a brighter note, this much down! Hee. The ruler, I added for effect, just to emphasize how much it really is. Out of my life you go!

Okay, on to the next thing: my daddy.

Recently, there apparently was a problem with AMO contact lens solution. Apparently all over the news or something like that. Maybe it was broadcast here either, I have no idea, but yeah, my dad called me from Malaysia about two weeks ago to tell me about it.

Me: (checks caller ID) Hi, Pa!
Papa: EH WHAT CONTACT LENS SOLUTION DO YOU USE?
Me: (taken aback) Err...
Papa: ARE YOU USING AMO?
Me: A...M...O?
Papa: CAN GET CANCER YOU KNOW!

LOL. No, nothing so drastic, but apparently all the AMO Complete MoisturePlus solutions for sale in the market were recalled by AMO because it apparently it was found that users of this solution had seven times greater risk to Acanthamoeba keratitis, which can apparently cause cornea ulcertaion and cause severe loss of vision, temporarily or even completely.

My father, the drama queen.

Want to know how I knew all that? Easy.

Today, I got a letter from my dad. I was so happy when I saw it in the mail. Was actually waiting for my work permit to come from the immigration, but instead saw this, and instantly recognised my dad's awful scrawl.


So I so very excitedly thought, "Hmm, what could it be? It's so thin...ooh, MAYBE IT'S A CHEQUE." [/dream]

Ripped it open, all happy at the prospect of mail and what do I find?

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Newspaper clippings of the AMO situation. -_-" The Star, Tuesday 29th May 2007, pg. 27 of the Nation section. LOL! I had a good laugh when I saw it. Papa, oh Papa. How I love your quirkiness so.

Serena had a good laugh too when I showed her. She thinks my dad is extremely hilarious now, I think. Lol.

Serena: (laughing) "What you think your mother would have said lah?
Me: "She would have laughed at him or... (pauses to think) Eyy, she could have been the one who asked him to do it too! (laughs somemore)

My parents are so funny. I blame all my weirdness on them, lol.

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So yes, my brother came awhile ago, as most of you probably already know. They left on the Saturday after my first paper, and called from the airport as they were going through customs. Sigh. Got a little teary when Josh said in a teensy-tiny voice, "Buh-bye Wen Kor *sniffle*". I swear that little boy's going to be a heartbreaker one day.

Pictures of our yumchar lunch! (Yes, yum cha here refers to having dim sum in the day, people. I know it's weird, lol. Everytime someone here mentions yum cha I get a flash of Maybank mamak and Murni's.)


Cheeky-darlin' Joel and I. He's so tall. And it's just been four months! How come he seems like he grew so much?


Amelia sweetie pie, and my awesome brother. Isn't she super adorable? She's such a sweetheart and can walk so well now. And I think she still remembers me, because she warmed up to me straight away and let me carry her and stuff when I went over to Su's parents house for dinner. Sigh. She's so cuuuute. I'm missing her already.


Adorable Josh.


Su, Melia and Josh. Su's hair looks sooo different now, I was so shocked, hee.


Serena came too! This picture was taken by Joel, all by himself. Proud sial.


Me, Josh and half of Joel. Sigh. Good time.

Wen Kor misses you all already, darling boys and girl. And the darling big adult boy and girl too. Lol. Can't wait to see you guys again.

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Zhen Han's family came to visit a week ago, and his mum was the sweetest ever. She stayed at home, cooking us meals to store in the fridge so we could just reheat all the stuff during our exams to eat. She made nyonya ba-chang, and curry chicken (which I didn't have because I was sick, boo), and dumplings with dear Yao.


I know you all are jealous. Lol. Especially YK.


Proof that it wasn't just a picture of dumplings in a restaurant. Hee. We have the actual steamer and all too, now.

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Geez, I know I said exam-hiatus. But, then I come and post a meaty picspam. Tsk. I've been so awesome at procrastinating. I'd sit around, read a few lines, and think, 'oh hmm, I should clip my toenails'. Random, I know!

Then, I'd read another few lines, fiddle with my hair, and think, 'oh, it's been awhile since I plucked my eyebrows'.

Fine. All happy and plucked, I'd sit down again, read say another paragraph or so, and get up again. This time to moisturise the area which I've plucked because it felt dry.

Fast-forward to the next day during studying: 'OMG, I just plucked my eyebrows yesterday. How come there's hair there again so fast? o.O'. Either my eyebrows have super-hero insta-growth powers, or my moisturer is a mangkin for quick hair regrowth. Or maybe I'm just blind. Heh.

Okay, enough rambling for tonight. I have to go study Cost Info now, but all this rambling has made me so tired. Sheesh.

See you all on Friday after freedom. Ooh wait, maybe I'll see you all on Saturday instead. Since I plan to be outttttttt the whole of Friday after the paper. Hee.

P/S: Ms. Caryn Yan gets a special sentence because she's got a Financial Accounting paper tomorrow and it sounds like a bitch-hard subject. ): Talk to you soon! All the best to others taking FA too- Sotong, and I'm not sure who else. Jasmine? Are you taking FA too? If yes, good luck!

P/P/S: Kelly Clarkson's new album, I like. There's a song named Chivas. How not to like? Lol. But yes, it's awesome, and I love.

P/P/P/S: The OCD-ness in me has managed to obtain the help of an online photo-resizer and yay, everything looks better again. :P

OMG. I just released a shitload of stress. By laughing at...myself. Heh.

See, I was reading through my tutorial solutions for Money & Capital Markets, and I was at question 4, week 1, and it says:

"Depository financial institutions - they attract savings from depositors and investors and provide loans to borrowers. Examples: commercial banks, building societies and credit unions."

Fine. Nothing remotely funny, or even interesting about that. Snooze-fest. Right?

Noooo. See, I like to write down extra notes by lecture notes and tute solutions. So right after to this sentence, I wrote:

"...attract through on-demand or term deposit."

Okay. Still nothing funny. I repeated the sentence under my breath a few times, trying to get it to stick in my non-Velcro memory. And then I read the other notes I wrote in the margin of the paper, next to the first sentence:

"...mainly provide loans to borrowers in-house & the handsome guy."

*blink blink*

*pauses to process that*

*blinks somemore*

o.O

WTFLOL. What in the world? HAHAHAHA. I immediately cracked up after all that blinking for a good five minutes. Don't ask me how that got there. I have no freaking idea. Bwah!

Aduh, stomach pain now. HEE.

The whattheheck-ness of it all is hilarity in itself, I swear. Hah.

ETA: I cannot take it. I'm still laughing! HAHA. Damn funny, can die. So randommm. I don't even remember writing that. And it's not like there's any cute guys in my Money&Cap lecture/tutorials.

Just went to show Serena and accidentally woke her up. Oopsies. Sorry yah. But she found it damn funny too. And I just started giggling like a mad woman on the way back to my room. Yao and Mel and Zhen Han must think I'm bonkers if they can hear me. I'm sure they can.

I think it's all the exam stress getting to me, omg.

LOL. Great, now I'm super hyper.

ETA2: Papa just called. I always feel better after talking to my parents. He said all the things a dad is supposed to say when his daughter is sick. :) I love mandatory-daddy love. Hee. It makes me a happy happy girl. And my mum loved the Mother's Day top which I told my brother to bring back for her. Hee, she asked me if she could wear it with slacks and whether it was okay to wear a tube inside. I miss my mother asking me random fashion questions. Le sigh. Mum and dad dearest.


Because I'm still finding it bloody funny. Lol. This is soooo classic. I can imagine what my mother would do if she saw this: shake her head and click her tongue - tut-tut-tut-tut - really quickly and probably ponder why she even bothers with me. Hah.

Someone please just kill me now. Or something like that. I just wasted half an hour of my time looking for my Financial Management lecture notes for week 9. Rummaged through all the notes for all four units, looking for that elusive 10 pages that was playing hide and seek with me. Pawed through so many sheafs of paper.

AND THEN IT HIT ME.

Week 9 was our mid-sem exam. There was no lecture. Hence, NO LECTURE NOTES FOR WEEK 9.

Seriously, someone shoot me and my stupidity. I'm so, so annoyed. ROAR. My head still hurts.

Okay, decided to take advantage of glorious, glorious Internet today and post self-indulgent pictures. Whaaaat? Shut up. -_-

Two Fridays ago at Amber for Nelson's twentieth and this other guy, Phillip's. :) I have no idea how old Phillip is, though.


I wore my pretty new 50% off Jap-like-print dress from Cotton On. Hee.


Yeah, kinda not very me, but it's so purdy. *beams*


Me, Mel and Stephanie, who is Siokkwan's friend. Such a small, small world. She looked familiar when I met her, and when I said my name was Wendy, she peered closely and me and asked, "Are you from Taman Sea?". And then I peered closely, and she looked like Stephanie (Siokkwan: "If you see a tall girl named Stephanie; she very nice one!"), and everything clicked into place. Lol.


Joachim, Mel and I.


When it's your birthday, do like the other birthday boys do. Drink up! Lol, I don't know who that other dude in the picture is, but he looks so determined. Like he's going to shove the bottle down Nelson's throat if he doesn't drink.


Cake!


Alison, me, Mel and Stephanie, doing what girls do best.

And yeah...that's about all the people I knew at their table. There were another thirty odd people whom I didn't know. Amber was sooo much better than the last time round. More people, better music. Downside- creepy Indian guy who kept on following me around, strange don't-know-what-nationality-guy who insisted I must dance with him because I accidentally knocked him on the head. Oops. I can't help it if I'm a klutz.

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Two days after Amber in the city :)

Went to have lunch with the best friend and we decided to go to Vic Market so she could buy veggies and I could bask in the yit lau-ness of Vic Mart. (I think my English is deteriorating, because I can't think of anything English word to replace yit lau. Die.) Had yummy laksa, and in retrospect, it probably wasn't all that spicy, but I found it spicy. Because my taste buds haven't had a good flaming, burning, spicy workout in ages. How am I going to go back and enjoy Maybank nasi lemak after this year, if that's the case? How?

Went back to her place all full and bloated and lazed around for a bit, watching two eps of Grey's. Left for Target soon after and met up with Ching's friend from VU, Hon Wai. Hon Wai shopped more that one time at Target than I did for the whole month of May. Yessssssss. That makes me feel very good. Lol. I know I didn't stick to my resolution, per se, but at least I minimised it? Hee.


We saw this while waiting for the elevator. Two guys took the big exercise ball out, probably from the gym, and started volleyball-ing it back and forth. Lol. Xue, you taught them your hand tennis, is it?!

Took a tram up to Flinders where there was the jazz fest at Fed Square. Sat down, took a couple of pics, listened to one song and they ended their set. -_- Darn. For the little while that it lasted, I liked it a lot, though. Just sitting on the ground, with the weather just right, cool and breezy, mellow music, little kids innocently dancing in front of the stage. I liked.


Yes, I know you can't see peanuts in this pic, but this is the biggest size I can put up from Flickr. The next size after this makes my blog go funny. And my Photoshop is gone again so I can't resize them to the size that won't make you squint. Sorry.


The band, who has a very enthusiastic xylophonist. Lol.


Me, Ching and Hon Wai. So terrible; why is it that Hon Wai looks rosier than Ching and I? Pfft.

After our short-lived jazz fest experience, the terrible two brought me to Max Brenner. Omg, so sinful. So terrrrrrrrible. I succumbed to the temptation that is chocolate.


...but can you really blame me for doing so? *is meek*

Ate so much for lunch, and then had fondue, and theeeeeeen, went back to Ching's place and she cooked wantan mee and I ate somemore. Tsk. Rica, Hon Wai and I got into a TVB discussion and it moved on to Korean dramas and they both insisted that I MUST watch Full House and practically forced me to take the DVDs back. Haha. I'm saving it to watch during winter break so I won't get bored out of my mind. Hopefully, I don't get addicted to Korean shows after that...oh, who am I kidding, I probably will.

Quinnie: (looking at the Full House DVDs in my room, and points to the guy on the cover, saying something something something something Rain)
Me: Oh! Is thaaaat Rain? (leans in for a closer look)
Quinnie: (stares at me as though I just emerged from beneath a coconut shell) OMG, you DON'T KNOW WHO IS RAIN AR?!
Me: (indignantly) ...whaaaaaaaattttttt?


Autumn at night. I like.


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On the phone with Sukkwan on her birthday

Me: Ooh, after you study for awhile in Singapore, I think your Mandarin will be damn good.
Suki: (looooong pause, probably getting a -_-" look on her face) Your English got become damn good when you study in Australia meh?!
Me: ....good point.

Lol.

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See, I was at the usual scrutinising in front of my gigantic mirrors, and I realised something. My hair is SO getting longer. *throws confetti*

It is getting longer, and the layers are growing nice and... yeah, and a ton more bimbotastic thoughts which you probably do not want to read, so I'll spare your couple of brain cells from dying. Oh speaking of bimbo, according to the main blurbs in the Yahoo! homepage, Paris Hilton has been sent to jail for drunk driving. Heh. Let's see her try to sing behind bars.

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Longer. Finally. I like.

Umm yes, and another bimbo update- the mega Godzilla-sized pimple on my nose has finally gone down a little and I don't look so much like a witch with a wart anymore.

I reaaaally have nothing intellectual to say today. I think all that smoke and alco last night killed a couple of brain cells too. Lavish was so much better than Amber. They at least played Sexyback (which suddenly reminds me of our netball team, and Pek Wah doing the netball team Sexyback dance at the Curve countdown and being sprayed with a mouthful of those spray-ey/foamy thingys by this small kid, lol) unlike that stuck up DJ at Amber, and there was at least people dancing, unlike kayu Eddie and his friends last time. Inside joke, and you all probably won't even find it funny, so I'm not going to bother explaining. Heh. It was mega-packed inside, though. We waited for at least forty mins outside, which is so un-fun when it's cold and windy. Brr. Oh well, at least waiting in line with a big bunch of crazy people is entertaining. Caryn and I tried to squeeze our way through in the front, but failed terribly and ended up being human-sandwiched in the middle. But hey, at least it was warm in the sandwich. Lol.

Finally got through to the front, and got in, and omg, so packed. Like Maison's on Thursday nights. Literally body to body on the dance floor. That, and Ms. Poh Yee is very entertaining when she's high not 100% sober. :P

P/S- Period talk in the car? Funniest conversation ever. Lol. G-Mun, yours come yet this morning? Lmao.

Pics to come soon once I steal them from Jasmine and Caryn.

Ohh, and assignment deadline's been apparently extended to Wednesday. Yessss.

Sorry, one more bimbo thought before I go. I want to go try this boatneck top that falls off one shoulder at Supre. Heck the shopping abstinence, I so already failed.

Okay, that was the last of it. No more.

Oh wait, apparently Gary Neville is the cover guy for the May issue of the MU Official Mag. Heeeeee. I wonder if I can get it here. I don't think so, though.

Okay, seriously, enough. I need to get back to spreadsheets and AFF 2851 and those 1500 words which are not going to just fall out of my ass with a snap of fingers. No more bimbo blonde thoughts tonight. *nods firmly*

Daylight savings is oh-vahhhh. Or has it occured? *is blonde*

But anyway, that part doesn't matter. What matters is that now, I am only two hours ahead of the fam and pals in Malaysia.

Hee, that also means that I've just gained an extra hour in the day to finish laundry and my Money and Caps presentation for Tuesday. I have procrastinated like never before. Okay, so maybe I have, but that loses the drama effect. :P

Must run to make use of the extra hour. Much love. =)

The Internet is co-operating today. It's not up to optimum speed, but it's being slightly better today. So, random thoughts, here we come.

It is damn bloody hot today. Omg. You would think I would be completely used to the heat, being a Malaysian and all, but it is crazily unbearable today.

I think I'm going to melt soon, and that my clothes drying in the backyard will soon start a bonfire. It is THAT hot.

I miss fans and air-cons and my house's marble floor downstairs, where no matter how hot it was outside, it would still be cold. :(

HOT. It was so effing cold on Tuesday and I was in shorts and five minutes into the walk to class, it RAINED. And now, just a few days later, it is hotter than Malaysia.

I swear, the weather here PMS-es very regularly.

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Eve, a.k.a. the Tai Soh, told me that she sold the Honda Civic. *throws a tantrum*

The super sexy black Honda Civic which all the guys, without fail, drool over everytime they come to my house. Which she said she would keep for me to drive when I came back.

SOLD. SOLD. How cannnnnnnnnn?


Bye bye, Honda Civic. It was fun while it lasted. :'(

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Looks can be deceiving. Do not judge a book by it's cover. Nothing is ever what it seems.

And... I am a bigger bitch than you think I can be. Do NOT push my buttons. Friends back home can vouch for this.



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YAY, going to go see Ching tonight! Gone are the days when I could just pop next door. So it's to the Melb Uni night market first, with Serena and the rest, and then over to Ching's place. *is excited*

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Do you all find Patrick Dempsey-slash-Dr. Derek Shepherd-slash-McDreamy on Grey's Anatomy hot? I... am kinda mehhh about him. I was watching Entertainment Tonight on our crappy, fuzzy tv yesterday and apparently he topped their list of sexiest men on TV.


Dr. McDreamy.

I mean, he's ooooooookay.

But I can probably list you five actors off the top of my head who are sexier than he is.


Justin Chambers who plays Alex Karev, also on Grey's.

Give me Dr. Alex Karev anyday.

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I cooked spaghetti last night. :D

And the night before, we had lemongrass chicken and stir-fried veggies.

It was too good, that I didn't have any time to take any pictures. :D

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I have Money and Capital Markets presentation next week. And it's so hot that I can't even bring myself to open the textbook. How is anyone expected to STUDY in this heat?

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Random new song recommendations:

Landon Pigg - Great Companion
Stefy - Orange County
Youngbloodz - Imma Shine
The Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
The Spill Canvas - Sunsets and Car Crashes
Secondhand Serenade - Awake
Anything by Chris Daughtry :P

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Some of you might remember that I used to write for the school mag and the college mag. Some of you Sharm might remember that I used to write fics. Hee. Some of you will also probably remember me wanting to be a journalist before I chose business and commerce.

The point is, I used to love writing. But now, I can just open up a posting window in Blogger and stare at it for ages, the blinking cursor mocking me.

Have I lost what little flair I once possessed for writing? Stringing words into sentences that do not sound like they have been written by a ten-year-old seems like a chore sometimes. I sent in an application for a spot on the student union committee, which I probably won't get anyway, and just answering 'Do you have any previous experience in student representation?' took me a whole twenty minutes.

Inspiration for little stories used to come to me, but it doesn't visit anymore.

Inspiration has forgotten all about me. :(

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Evermore performed at the Australian GP last weekend. John Mayer is coming in April. Ben Kweller is performing soon, I think. Nikola Sarcevic just played a couple of weeks ago. and according to Cath, Rachael Yamagata will be in Singapore soon. Okay, not that it really affects me in any way since I'm all the way here, but I just wanted to throw in that little fact. Lol.

So many musical acts, so little money.

I am broke. POKAI. Empty-walleted.

Why oh why, did I go buy those two dresses?

My little voice in my head says: Because they are really pretty and you will be kicking yourself if you don't buy them.

I hate you, little voice in my head who justifies shopping.

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That's enough random-ness for the time-being, no? :) Send my love to everyone, guys.

Edit: Spoke too soon; the Internet is now misbehaving again. Bluek.

...was probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do in my life. It's been quite awhile, but I'd still like to blog on it. I know I'm going to be all kinds of emotional while typing this all out, but I'd still like to do it. Regardless. So I can look back and remember it all. But that's really the point of blogging, no?

I was in Singapore for Gong Gong's funeral till Tuesday afternoon, and then we rushed back to PJ. Stopped by in Negeri Sembilan for dinner at one of the Chinese restaurants there. My dad said it was kind of my farewell dinner with my entire family, so he let me choose my favourite dishes. Aww. He doesn't say it because that generation of fathers don't usually, but I know he really really loves me. As do I.

We had sweet and sour pork, and kangkung belacan. My choice. Yum.

Dinner was good. And I was fighting back tears. It had been a long, hard day. I had been crying since the early morning, since the funeral parade, and the cremation parlour, and then the dinner. If I had managed to make it back to PJ that night, it would have been more tears, because Ching left that night, and I would have cried even more at the airport, even though we're leaving to the same place. Don't laugh at my crying habits lahhhh.

It's not possible for my tear ducts to dry up.

ANYWAYS. Yeah, came back and went over to Ching's house where they went back to after sending her off because Ming needed me to bring a USB cable for her, and because they needed to fetch Emily home too. It was strange, you know, to be sitting around on the couch in Ching's house, without her there.

Mary, Nick and Ming left to Murni's while Siokkwan, Jo and I left to have what would be one of the funniest nights we've had in a long time. I seriously have not laughed like that in ages. The three of us got into the car and literally, and I mean literally exploded with laughter till our sides almost split. Remember the Li Chun/De Shun debacle? You can read it in all of it's embarassing glory here.

Wednesday was spent packing, packing and packing. I hate packing. DESPISE. I am the kind of wishy-washy person who likes to bring anything because "I might need it when I'm there". When Ching and I went to India last year, we were told it was winter, and I still brought one of my skirts because "I might need it when I'm there".

*glares at laughing people*

Whaaaaaaaaat? Who knows, right. Better safe than sorry. :P

Went to the Digital Mall with Sioki and her classmates to get my last minute computer stuff - mouse for laptop, empty CDs, things like that. Sioki and I came back to hang out in my messy, stuff-strewn-all-over-the-place-because-I'm-packing room for one last time. Us girls, we've hung out in my room so often over the past few years.

John came over after that, with KFC nuggets. Aww.

Relatives came over that night. My aunty, and my grandparents. And my entire immediate family. We had my last home-cooked dinner, which they jokingly called my last supper. I lost it again during grace, where my sis-in-law prayed for my year in Australia. For those of you who don't know yet, I'm super close to my family. I adore them and would do anything for them. So, yeah. That was hard.

What was even harder, was when they went back home. When my brother engulfed me in his arms and told me that the person he missed most when he went to Australia 18 years ago, was me. I was only one then. When my sister hugged me and said that she will miss me like mad. When each one of the kids came up to me and hugged the stuffing out of me.

Joel: (in a serious tone) Wen Kor, take care of yourself in Australia, kay? Please don't swim in the sea. (dramatic pause) Got a lot of sharks one you know.

After they all went back, I resumed packing, till about 11 when the gang came over. Sharm, Manda and Karen. Sioki, Jo, Ming, Suki, Mary, and Nick. We hung out in the padang, just chatting. About nothing in particular. And that's what I love about them. That we can just go on for hours and hours about nothing in particular. And it felt damn comfortable.

Left to the mamak where I had my last Roti Hawaii for the year. Omg. How I miss the Roti Hawaii. And Murnis. And Maybank mamak. And nasi lemak ayam.

Oy, you people back home, please appreciate your local mamak. Thankyouverymuch.

Went home at about 2 in the morning, knowing I would fly in eight hours time, and continued packing. It's a never-ending process. Ick. Packed while transferring Heroes and ANTM from Jo to my laptop so that I wouldn't be bored down to my toes whilst I'm here. Packed. Packed. Packed somemore. I seriously wouldn't advise last-minute packing, because it was horrible.

I was packing right till the gang came back again at like... 5:45 a.m., was it? Here's the deal. Students are allowed 30 kg of luggage. Fine. So I finally zipped up my bag and weighed it and...

OMFG. 60 KG.

I am completely a bloody idiot.

Panicking, I got down on my knees and started unpacking frantically. Took out about half the stuff like a madwoman, zipped it up and weighed it again.

Still TOO MUCH.

Ack. Although it broke my heart, I took out some more pretty tops. Zipped it up again, and Ming, taking pity on me, helped me heft my bag onto the scale again.

Ming: (long pause) Ey, Wen ar, you're allowed 30 kg, right? Not 30 lbs, right?
Me: (even longer pause) OMGARGHHHHHI'MSUCHANIDIOT!!!

I had initally seen 60 LBS. Not 60 KG. Which meant my luggage WASN'T OVERWEIGHT in the first place.

-_-"

I am stupid. That is all.

I wanted to knock my head against the nearest wall.

Threw everything back into the bag, zipped it up and loaded it into the boot. And then it was time for goodbyes. Hate.

I was crying like a baby as I made my way down the line and hugged everyone and said bye. Thankfully all of them held back their tears (either that, or they weren't very sad to see me leave, lol), or I would've been worse.

Sioki, Nick and Ming came with me to the airport; the rest had class. And I'm glad they came. They took my mind off the actual leaving. Had breakfast at McDs and a super random conversation that I don't remember much. Something about a McDs ad or something like that. The three of them together are unstoppable. Nick contributes lame-ness and Ming and Sioki contributes unnecessary creativity. Lol.

Then it was time.

The number of times I remember seeing my dad cry - probably less than three, maybe. One of the times was when he gave my sister away at the altar during her wedding. And the other time, was when I hugged him at the airport before going down the escalator.

The escalator was pretty torturous. Because you can actually feel yourself getting further and further away from them. And then I reached the bottom and I probably shouldn't have turned back, but I did, and that made things worse. But then, thank God for friends like these. Nick, standing there, waving the McDs paper, Sioki and Ming pointing to it. Made me smile amidst my tears. The tears didn't stop coming, but still, being able to smile was good.

At least I didn't go alone. Having YK, Mel, Sook Yan and Jonathan telling me not to cry helped. I would probably have been a wreck flying alone. I don't know how the four of them stayed so composed throughout leaving either. I wish I could've been.

Boarded the plane and read the letters from Sioki, Mary and Nick on the plane cause they told me too. Made me feel even more emo, if that was even possible.

Slept quite a bit during the flight, watched an episode of the Office, and Employee of the Month, and half of Lovewrecked. At least MAS has all this stuff for you to watch. Pretty big selection. Indian Airlines had nothing, I remember. So booooooring.

Got off the plane, and got through customs okay. Funniest bit was during the baggage claim. YK and Mel went off to get the bags while I stayed by the trolley and guarded the hand luggage and laptops. My bag was sooooo incredibly heavy that YK couldn't lift it off the conveyor belt no matter how hard he tried. He tugged and tugged, and the bag just kept on moving and moving on the belt. Hee. Some good strong Samaritan helped him pull it off the belt after that. Haha. YK, buff up a bit lah. =p

Mel's friends picked the both of us up, while YK went off to Clayton. The weather was great. Not too cold. They dropped us off at our now previous-house, and omg, it was a horrible first impression. Not that it isn't still horrible, but fresh off the plane, all tired, and seeing the awful house; it was BADDD.

It was dirty, and dusty. The floors were wooden and creaky. There's this one spot on the floor in my room, that if you step on it, the entire cupboard vibrates. The walls were paper-thin. It was a creepy looking place, full stop. Disgusting. I thank my lucky stars everyday that we don't have to stay there. From the outside, it looks like a haunted house at night. No kidding.

The first night there was so, so difficult. Plus, we stay along Dandenong Road, which is a highway, so it's was/is bloody noisy. And then I had to go watch the slide show Jo gave me before I left. I tell you Mr. Lim Jo Weng, you made me cry buckets okayyyyy. Tsk.