laze

its such lazy day today... i think i might have a nap later.

anyways, here i am, back in the uk, crashing at stella's place till i can get the keys to my place. my housing contract starts on the 10th, but hopefully i'll be able to get the keys before then.

induction day is on 1/9, just 3 days away. i've decided to wear a formal button up top with jeans because i wasnt sure how formal law school is gonna be. i dont wanna be too over-dressed or too casual.

i'll have to be there by 8.30, which means im gonna have to wake up by 7am or earlier. dammit. i havent woken up so early since high school! T_T

plus we're recommended to bring a small/medium pull along suitcase with us on our first day because we're gonna be getting all our books. just the thought of daily classes and how im gonna have to lug thick-ass law books across town is giving me muscles. wtf

but let me put those dark morbid thoughts away for now and just enjoy this lazy day.

its such a lazy day that i felt that eating yogurt for lunch was a chore to swallow -_-

whineee

regarding my previous post, no the difference is not obvious, so too bad lechers!
sometimes i think i may be too frank on my blog. but not like many people read it anyway =p

im going back to uk on thursday and im not too sure how i feel about the whole thing.

sometimes i cant wait to go back there. ever since i came back here, i've developed severe allergies. at one point, my nose was blocked and my eyes and nose were so itchy, i just couldn't stop scratching. and that obviously didnt help relieve to the itch. it only made it worse. after a very expensive visit to a rip-off doctor (at tung shin hospital in pudu, the taiwanese guy. dont ever go to him, unless u like donating money to people who dont need it), i was $350 poorer, but at least my condition improved and i no longer looked as if i was constantly crying. but about a week later, i developed a weird rash on my chest. it looked like millions of little dots and some grew to become pimples... it could just be a breakout because people are supposed to breakout when they come back from overseas anyway right?? but it didnt look like it... it looked more like some weird skin disease. then again, it could be because of a certain irresponsible person with chickenpox has been walking around exposing the whole of kuching to it (*coughmr.pohcough*).

in addition, my house is under construction and they begin work each day at 8am, drilling away. and if one has to wake up at 8am everyday (they even work on sundays), then thats hardly a holiday is it? plus i've been rushing around getting my visa, injections (oh, the rash could be a side effect of the injections too) and other stuff (such as cooking dinner for the family every night since my grandma who usually cooks went to kl for a few weeks)done, i've barely been out with my kuching friends. its damn sad wei, they are doing so may fun things like going to borneo highlands, mulu, and some faraway place like ranchang pool or something (i cant remember exactly where) but i cant go because i have to be home in time to cook dinner. wtf

it kinda feels like everytime im home, there goes my freedom. its just rush rush rush. do this, do that, hurry, we gotta get it done before u fly away again. i barely have anytime to feel like im on holiday at all.

why the hell did i choose to do bar??? maybe i should have just been an air stewardess (... oh wait, flight attendant is the proper term)and gotten my academic years done with. but noooo... i had to be a smartass and apply to the bar council. ugh.

on the other hand... there are times when i suddenly realize 'omg, im going back in *insert appropriate number* days!'. then i wonder if im really ready to start afresh again. because yours truly was sooo clever, she got accepted into 2 law schools and she just had to pick the one that noone was going to, for just that reason: no one else i knew was going. wtf
so there will be no one to hold my hand this time, im pretty much on my own. such a genius u are amy! *bangs head on wall*

and ofcourse i'll miss my family. i'll miss sitting around the table for dinner and chatting (actually more like making fun of my sister while trying to get my brother into trouble. WTF). i'll miss my sisters outraged expressions whenever i tell my sister my brother ate sweets on her bed again. or knotting up my brothers socks. or saying mummmmmmmmyyyyy in an irritating whiny voice. or grinning widely at my dad after her saw me slip the meat that i dont wanna eat from my soup bowl into his. mainly i'll just miss being an annoying tyrant la. wtf

but it doesnt matter how much i feel like leaving or not, thats where im going and thats it.
so here we again.

to boob or not to boob

ok, so i have been MIA from my blog for quite awhile.

whats been happening is that i went to kl to get my visa done. due to an inability to come online (and having more pressing matters to attend to when i do come online), i havent been blogging.

but honestly, its also because i've lost much of that blogging gusto i once had. i no longer feel the need to blog every single day in order to keep my readers (which are few and far between anyway). instead, now i only blog when i really feel like i want to. which doth please me ;)

anyway, back to the title.

when i was in my adolescence, my aunt used to tease me about my blossoming "headlights". at that time, they were growing pretty fast and i guess they were big for my age. then came my college years, when i lost quite alot of weight and with it, went my boobs. so from a fully fledged 'b', i went to barely a 'b'. now after i came back from uk, i can no longer deny that i have gained weight, as i have graduated to a small 'c'. either that or i have been wearing the wrong cup for years. WTF

so my question is which would you prefer, to be fat with boobs, or to be skinny with barely there boobs???

personally, skinny is a bit of a stretch for me, so i'd say i'd prefer to be slim with decently sized boobs. no backaches for me in the later years! =p

a dose of sweetness

this one short clip has made me really really want to watch the movie: 2 days in paris




how could anyone not tear when watching that

iz home!

iz back in kuching!

i was pretty jet lagged the 1st day i got back, but that was because i barely got any sleep on the plane. i watched 4 movies and spent the rest of the time knitting and eating. wtf
but the selection of movies that emirates has is seriously amazinggggg! it even has old films by marilyn monroe, classics like mary poppins, new releases like harry potter, and all the disney favourites... even the elusive jungle book! choosing which films to watch was hard!

i watched easy virtue (which i highly recommend to those who like "deep" movies), dragon ball (not so good), street fighter- the legend of chun li (kristin kreuk is gorgeous! and looks pretty lethal too.) and alice in wonderland (to refresh my memory in time for tim burton's version(!!!)).

today is my 2nd day and i feel much much better. i had a slight flu when i got back and had to be quarantined (i managed to skip a dinner that i didnt want to attend! nyahaha!!!) by my mum, but my temperature didnt go up and my flu is gone, so i had a haircut this afternoon :D

finally i got to cut my kanasai hair! im so happy :DDDDD
(it had alot of split-ends due to the dry weather in uk. plus i only cut it once the whole time i was in uk, so it was high time i got a haircut!)

btw, i took up knitting again during my last few weeks in oxford. i learnt the magic loop technique and the kitchener stitch on youtube! *proud*

edine, i completed your present! its actually quite plain, but its my 1st time trying these techniques, so u must be touched! =p

and feng, you're getting something knitted too :D