the risks that i take are all worth is even if it's for a loss

Monday, August 27, 2007 11:34 PM

27th august 2007
Day a hundred and thirty six.

frank's not teaching me any longer. chemistry classes would be different without him. im not sure whether to be overjoyed that he isnt teaching any longer or be sad. he gave the class the reason he was going away on sick leave and might only be returning after the examinations so meanwhile we have a relief teacher to take over. i hope everythings going to go well for him. though most of us are just glad we have someone new.

let's just say, frank's teaching hasnt been all that great. our class doesnt have the greatest pass rates or high scores. we just get by with our own studying.

there's something wrong with me and losing my stuff. firstly, ive lost pens and then my translink card and now. i have lost yet another hair clip. four months here, i came with six clips and now all that im left with is three! aggh;D what's wrong with me? studies is affecting my brain cells and something to do with the compartment that remembers stuff. i can never seem to find my lost things unless i put the most effort into finding it.

im just glad my brain size is bigger than it seems within this pueeny head of mine.

Sunday, August 26, 2007 8:32 PM

26th august 2007
Day a hundred and thirty five.

we were late for church today. the bus had to take a road diversion due to the construction works of a new overhead bridge. praise the lord! ( at least now we dont have to run across the road to get to the other side) we had to take a 15 minute walk down the lanes to reach the church.

they had a celebration of the first holy communion for the young ones. the decorations were up, the music choir up and singing and the crowds at church were unbelievable. we came late, missing all the readings and the gospel only to come in time for the communion itself.

the girls were dressed in white the guys in white collared shirts and black pants. some had tiara's and others flower wreaths. when i had mine, i had a flower veil like all the other girls. i miss my holy communion!

after church, charmaine was dying to try out the swings by the park nearby so we gave our bus a miss only to catch the next one arriving half an hour later. she was pratically whinning but she does it a whole lot better than me;D she claimed it was unfair that all the other playgrounds had swings whereas our didnt.

we took turns on the swings. my tummy hurt from it so i gave it up after a few minutes.

i admit. at this point, i was afraid of heights. the winds were blowing so strongly i felt likei was going to fall off the swing.

gosh;D finally, can i pass it over to you already?

i'll fit this tree into the palm of my hands!

now you get how strong the winds were today? VERY.

i like my converse tongues! GREEEN...

we both got bored and started to draw in the sand.

boy meets girl. girl meets boy. i didnt draw what happened next though;D

like i said. i was just bored. the 'g' is meant to be bigger - it's a hook SMART IDEA HUH?

the winds were crazy. it was blowing so strongly that charmaine nearly flew backwards. ( see, that's the cause for not eating as much as i do) HAHA. we braved the cold winds and rains together. it was hell. armed with an umbrella, i had to sail our way through the winds facing the umbrella in the direction of the winds. it was tiring, since the winds kept on changing their directions. fickle minded them. it seemed to amuse them though seeing us laugh our way through whenever the winds changed directions making us change the directions we walked.

other than the umbrella, i had to pull along a heavy 43kg girl who said her feet ached and that she couldnt walk straight in those shoes of hers. who told her not to buy converse shoes. HAHA. gosh, she really walks very slow. you could be like 30 steps in front of her and yet she's still back there taking pictures of spring flowers growing by the pavement. i shallnt say anymore, she might just kill me.

im not looking forward to next week. hell loads of tests coming up.

i dont like tests. i dont like being a nerd.

Saturday, August 25, 2007 9:38 PM

25th august 2007

Day a hundred and thirty four.

we spent a day at home. a saturday. the sun was out, mere showers in the early morning but we didnt go out. she had assignments to complete by the week after while i had major tests to study on. we both woke up late today. i woke up at 845 while the other pig slept on till 930. i stayed in the room till 915 studying hoping she'll wake but she didnt so i went out to eat breakfast on my own.

accounts and economics on the same day. maths test ( which is yet to be confirmed. probability it'll be out say 1/2) on wednesday. chemistry written practical test on monday and english assignment to be completed by next week. somehow, im not liking next week at all.

emotions ran high in the morning. we cried together side by side. she made me cry after rambling on and on about everything. just two months here and she's been flooding my waste paper basket with herds of tissue soaked from her tears. just two months here and i had to buy another box of tissue to accomodate her. my four months here only required a box. A BOX. and she needed TWO just for two months.

somehow she going through what i went through in my first few months. although she had it easier than me. she has me to cry on i had no one. im just glad i had my parents and friends to support me throughout that period. we both didnt understand why we had to go through so much restriction and adhere to all their means while staying in their house. it was like changes didnt appeal to their liking. us coming over to stay was already a big change. the habits of ours was another one.

the internet. i cant say how much trouble i went through to get it started up (the connection and the rules i had to abide to) say the turning off of the modem before i turned in which meant me having to get out of the room to switch it off. ive had countless lectures from her reminding me the consequences of my actions of not turning it off the night before. one foolish act of sleeping in without remembering it had caused me a lecture in the early mornings. sometimes, you could get it from two of them. charmaine's dealing with the lectures now and its's not been good for her either.

another rule was stated by her today as a result of our silly childish act of complaining to our parents on the hassle of switching off the modem before we turned in. she made me do this.

a sign 'internet in use' made by ME.

ITEMS NEEDED:

cardboard or hardback paper
black marker
scissors
glue
loads of creativity
a whole lecture on the purpose of making this stupid sign

PURPOSE OF THE SIGN:

she CLAIMED it was supposed to remind her kids not to turn the modem off while we were working online. she said kids are kids and they tend to forget while they switch off the net by their bedtime leaving you with no connection while you are halfway through an online test. i THINK its more so for the purpose of getting us to remember to switch off the modem after use since there were countless times charmaine has forgotten to since she works till late into the wee hours of the morning.

HOW TO USE THE SIGN:

if you are using the net, place to sign beside the desktop in the computer room outside. if the kids are on the net, they will notice the sign since its so obvious ( all thanks to me) before they turn in, they will remember to leave it on for you. before you turn in, take back the sign and turn the modem off.

NOTE: the sign must always be in your room when youre not using the net.

we laughed a hell lot after lunch. i promise you i didnt take any chocolates or red bull ( and besides i onlly took two sips from a friends drink- it tasted like seven up) i still dont get how it keeps you alert and awake. so much for the advertising on the back label.

looking at old pictures of us when we were young is really funny. we couldnt study much. i was browsing through the pictures she was doing her accounts till she stopped since it was all too much from all the laughing we did. we looked so 'toot' as you call it. sharon seemed like the only human one in the picture. pretty and demure in every one of her pictures. one looked like an aunty from the fish market while the other looked a nerd in the making. gosh, back then i hate to say it but my fashion sense sucked so badly.

im glad to say im perfectly human now.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007 11:23 PM

22nd august 2007
Day a hundred and thirty one.

joe called me out of maths lecture halfway through while everyone else was set work to do. i did my share of work already the weekend then. he said he needed to talk to me regarding something important. i never usually get called out, either because i wasnt an international student so there wasnt much of my business around in college matters. muru looked at me from behind. everyone else look also. it was surprising to even hear my name called out other than when he marks the roll before classes commence.

i took a step out of the room with him with the door closed behind us. i couldnt say for sure it there were people inside looking out wondering what was the matter about concerning myself. i fumbled with my shoes. he held a paper with two lines highlighted in yellow. one was my name the other was another girl. it appeared to be a marks sheet with personal details attached in the columns.

he broke into a smile. you could see his grin envelop by the sides of his mouth. he smiled on and told me a great news.

'you have be given an opportunity for a scholarship in university'

'i what?'

(okay i know it sounded just crude. but i was shocked literally)

'well, a scholarship that's what i said.'

( he was trying to press his point that it was a great deal of that matter)

'oh, for what?'

'well they are offering scholarships to the best few pupils and youre one of them'

'so over here, well did you indicate that you wanted to do medicine?'

'well no.'

'oh tell you what, go and look for tess gent in the student's services.'

'she'll guide you along'

it was break. i went to look for anne yates instead for something else. but when she saw me, she seemed shocked as she walked past me. somehow, she seemingly knew who i was and wanted to see me also.

she gave me the whole story on my scholarship. i was taken for a ride. it seemed that the college has picked out the top 15 perfoming students in the semester one exams and had them placed on a list. universities offering scholarships would inquire from the college itself on top students. that's why she needed to know what courses i wanted to major in. i told her business and commerce and my possible insitutions of study were curtin university and university of western australia ( uwa). she said by the end of the year, after the TEE results are out./ if i remain where i am today, i might gain a high chance of a definate place in that university of my choice with the scholarship attached to it.

lunch hour was weird. just weird. there was only the five of us as compared to the huge group of seven. well okay fine, we're just missing out two more people but hey. those two loudmouths are seriously missed by us. it didnt matter much though since we had our own fun. it was hilarious. chris just exposed to everyone else at the table that he drank tongka ali before by accident. it seemed funny since he said he took the can drink out of the fridge and went to pay for it. it was interesting then since i pondered as to why the shopkeeper didnt question the young chap to why he EVEN NEEDED that drink for.

we got curious and started to bombard poor chris with everything to do with his after effects of drinking that tonic drink. ( i call it tonic since it does help somewhere) kind of a revigorating drink that makes you float. questions from the gender of his tuition teacher in his class after he took his drink and what he did under the table or in his seat. lets just say after he let the cat of of the bag, everyone knows he aint a goody good guy anymore. im not surprised.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007 9:43 PM

pictures from darryl's phone,

michelle was pointing to a hottie by the beach! of course i looked. it wasnt nice to ignore her;D

there was only the four of us girls with seven guys.

darryl was really desperate to take a picture with midget. said he wanted to remember the small sized midget.

well he got his wish. but we changed our conditions. i asked to be taller than him. the wall i was standing on didnt have much leg space so he held onto me.

omg. im damm scared when i climb up that pole. michelle dared me to go up further to the top of the top.

both of us girls were squashed in between them. imagine a small me in between sandwich between two big guys.

Monday, August 20, 2007 10:39 PM

20th august 2007
Day a hundred and twenty nine.

i seriously do have something against black things. im not kidding. i always seem to scream whenever im in contact view of a black thing. i had two incidences with black things and im never going to scare myself over another one again. the last one was a good enugh scare that left me shaken.

the first incident was at the chemistry labs.
trust me. you do not want to bad mouth other people not in their presence. well not in the sense that you ought to say it in front of the person, you'll just risk a beating. but say, if youre saying all those stuff and a BIG tall black guy comes out from behind the blind corner and before you get to finish your sentence of 'oh that's muru. the big...' you see him poof just round the corner. you get a shock of your life. unexpected and at the worst times ever. he heard you talking about him and questions your identity. for a friendship that started out like that i wonder if it has any ends. HAHA. ive seen him a couple more times in school with the same scare. although big in stature, he always seems to be hiding and popping at moments when you expect the least. and the worst thing is. he's tall big and black. ( no offence but yeah)

the second incident happened today. and trust me after what happened today. im never making friends with those two again. guys are a nuisance especially when they pick on small girls like me. thanks a lot. im scared enough of black things after what you two did to me today. their excuse. 'oh it's just a small little caterpillar'

number one. it's not small. (it's the size and width of my forefinger )

number two. IT'S BLACK AND FURY.

number three. i was this close with it when i came face to face with it. it was horrible.

they were nice enough to just let me know of its existence sliding against the wall beside me when my face with directly opposite it.

'amanda! look!'

max pointed at something on the wall.

'what.'

i turned to face the wall.

the next thing i knew,

i came face to face with this BIG small fury black caterpillar. YIKES.

'O...M...G! OMG!'

all i remembered was that i ran screaming covering my eyes.

it was horrible.

i held unto my books tightly, my fingers were losing their grip on me.

they laughed.

everyone else stared at the two idiots.

it was a close shelter with only the side ends open so my volume kind of echoed throughout.

i squat down in my tracks and covered my ears.

they laughed futher on.

'not funny k'

'im shit scared'

'but amanda, it's so nice to see you scared.'

'thanks a lot huh.'

i exacted revenge to them two later on. whacking.

we walked past that THING again.

he pushed me nearer to it

'amanda, say goodbye to it'

'like what!' do you want me to whack you again?'

i pushed to aside totally avoiding that creature.

'im going to have nightmares tonight'

'serious?'

'like duh. i'll see a small black fury thing in my dreams'

'i think im paranoid over black things already'

'first, muru now this what else more?'

i have never met or seen a guy who can bargain and wail so much like a woman till ive seen one today at chemistry. im not kidding. he could so easily pass off as one of your average housewives who bargain at the wet markets for the lowest prices and still not getting any satisfaction from their bargain. that's shayma for you. women, you have a new lead. vote for shayma to represent us in the next women's rights meeting. im sure he'll input many more new rules and legislative measures to ensure we women have equal freedom and rights.

the rest of the class just listen in while the two of them went on and on about how much sulphuric acid needed to be added to the reaction. he bargained that there wasnt enough of the acid to react with the iron, the other begged to differ. it was almost similar to that of a wet market scene. shayma didnt seem satisfied with frank's last answer after all the calculations set forth that showed that there was EXCESS of the acid. for which, the iron would have react all with the acid. both of them didnt want to put down their argument. it went on till class period was over. i tell you. we girls, have never seen a guy argue so much over a stupid question.

frank was going through the questions in the practical test we had just days ago.

list and discuss three sources of uncertainty in this experiment. frank went on and explained whats the difference between uncertainty and errors in the experiment. he used examples.

'like for example, if someone knocks you in the side while youre pouring your solution

causing you to spill it over'

'that's an error'

'or like when max was sitting on the tabletop while you were weighing your iron ore sample, and you get an inaccurate reading,

'that's an error'

we all laughed at this notion.

'uncertainties are things you cannot determine like the conc. of permanganate sol you used'

'or like,'

'if you say we went out drinking last night, and complain you had blur vision so you saw the readings on the burrette wrongly. that's an error.'

at this point. shayma looked at me. sniggered so much so that everyone else looked at me.'

'WHAT!'

i exclaimed in disbelief. i cant believe he made me sound as though i went drinking last night. i totally did not.

frank looked at me and smirked so much that i had to clear my name from this utter inexcusable assumption.

'i did not!' (tries to act innocent)

wait. i am innocent.

it was just half a mark that you lost to me. ( he stuck up his index finger to show that he need one more mark to get full marks of a 20) i replied with half an index finger showing him that all i needed was a half mark more. he didnt like the look of that. i won him just this once after so long of him winning by mere marks. good sportmanship means you admit defeat to a girl who beat you. cmon, its not likely i'd beat you in the next test either. so pull up your pants and i'll pull up mine also.

i think im suffering from a serious case of short term memory (s.t.m) i think it's getting bad. real bad. just in one week alone. i have forgotten several things. like where i placed my stuff and whether i have done my tasks. it's a good thing i do not forget doing homework.

during the weekend, i lost my transperth card of which i use it to catch the buses around the suburbs and to school. it was terrible. i couldnt sleep well thinking of all the trouble that i have to go to in order to rectify the matter at hand. i had to dig into my coins to pay for my bus rides. before, you start worrying. i have found it just today. apparently, i left it while photocopying my economics article. the librarian saved it for me. when i found it, you cant imagine my jubilee in finding it. it was like searching for a needle in a haystack ( not literally but the amounts of worrying and trouble i went through in order to find it)

i ran to my friend all the way across the corridor.

everyone looked at my sudden rush towards her.

i couldnt care less, i was extremely happy.

'oh gosh! i could kiss you right now!'

okay, i know that's strange for a girl to say that to another. but i was really overly happ-ied.

no worries. everyone was wide eyed at this point even my friend.

they just think im crazy.

just in one day. i found something that belonged to me and yet i lost another. this time around, my pen. my black pen. gosh. ( slaps self hard) how can i be so forgetful. where did i leave it? library i think. i pulled michelle along to find it with me. there it lay on the computer side table. a huge sigh of relieve. finally no more losing stuff please amanda. you cant afford to lose anymore.

somehow, word got around school of muru's fanstatic pictures of his victory in pulling himself up. everyone's talking about it. im glad i didnt have to hear it. i got the opportunity to see it for myself.

Sunday, August 19, 2007 9:44 PM

A day at fremantle,

i am way taller than mummy for once. i cant say how much i feel so good about this picture!

now be a good girl and give it back. NO WAY! it's mine! (snatches it from the big striped teddy)

matt blade's street performance. world guiness record holder 14 swords. we stayed throughout to watch the whole performance;D

plain udon for lunch with 10 smoked salmon sushi pieces! yummy. digs into the food without hesitation.

michelle and me all sprawled on the grass.

i got up halfway onto the wooden pole ( thats an achievement itself)

the birthday boy 18th years and still not grown up yet!

three simple steps in pulling a big guy like him up:

try to get everyone involved ( and i mean strictly the guys only. girls stand aside, look on and laugh) three guys on top and two below should do the trick. ( we're all just hoping)

after all the tugging and pulling. the blue stripped guy only manages halfway. ( it's an achievement!) trust me. you have never seen guys pull so hard before in their life.

he manages halfway through it all. the guys are all tired, way too tired to pull further that they leave poor muru dangling there. they laugh and drop him off to struggle the rest of his way up. it was hilarious. one by one, they started to drop and roll in laughter. starting with hanxian.

the guys are yet in for another pull up. the birthday boy. he's no mean feat either.

finally all teh guys get on board the plank. muru likes the view from up there and decides to take a snapshot of it. somehow, hanxian and shayma were distracted by some HOT babe walking past ( of which later we found out was a young girl running around in her bikini- deprived? i suppose)

darryl me michelle shayma chee yang

say what? can we go for lunch now? im hungry!

finally she gets herself in top of the pole. you dont call that pole dancing its called pole sitting and neither of what muru thinks.

somehow, the getting up there was easy. the getting down part, i shallnt say much about it. i got harrassed by some striped blue thing on my way down.

busy making shayma's present. 18th strands of grass tied together in a bunch. we wanted to find thick FAT ones to demostrate the figure but all we sourced out were the thin ones. seriously, dont let the image of your product fool you.

the end.

Saturday, August 18, 2007 10:43 PM

18th august 2007
Day a hundred and twenty seven.

happy 18th birthday shayma! although its only tommorrow but since im at it, for all the august 19th babies. happy birthday from me to you therefore, happy 17th birthday to edlyn too!

we went out to fremantle today to celebrate shayma's birthday. it wasnt a really big one, just a small get together with everyone else- although there were only seven guys and four girls. it wasnt much since there wasnt a cake or anything. just loads of fun by the beach and the harbour.

i met michelle earlier in the morning at the city busport to go into the city to catch the train. it was a stupid thing to do considering that i have a straight two buses to get to fremantle. but oh wells, we both wanted to try the trains. hopped onto the fremantle line after almost getting lost in the station itself with all the different platforms serving different routes.

we had lunch at queens st. just a simple one since the rest were due to arrive at fremantle at 2 past. we ate at a sushi restaurant. i had my udon while michelle had her fish don and on top of that we shared a 8 piece salmon roll. gosh NICE. that's how you enjoy life. ( well i still think murru does it better- he treated himself to lobster at 50 a plate) gosh. HE CAN SPEND.

feeling bloated and all so full from all the gorging ourselves at lunch, we took a stroll down the road only to find ourselves lost whilst trying to find the right route to take for fremantle markets. we crossed roads twice and thrice, going back and forth, getting lost at almost every turn. thankfully, we had maps though they werent of much use either- too small to see.

we found fremantle markets after quite some time wandering about in the streets of the city. HA HA. the markets were the same most of the stores remained the same although there were some new stalls set up. we took a quick glance before rushing off to meet the rest. they just reached by the fishing boat harbour and were going to have lunch. me and michelle stopped by the outsides of the market to watch a street performance. we stayed for the whole one hour of the act. it was cool ( the guy swallowed burning swords) haha;D

took a stroll by the park and we stayed there for like more than half an hour, lying on the grass soaking in the sun taking stupid and i mean stupid pictures on the grass where we lay by, scaring the seagulls off and plucking grass strands from the bed. we played on the monkey bars also. ( not bad- i can still go across twice) we wanted so badly to try the swings but they were taken up oh wells.

we met the rest by the boat harbour soon enough while they were finishing up on their meal. i stole daddy's chips. HA HA . who asked him to finish the slowest while everyone already gobbled up theirs leaving me hardly any. they kept taking off my cap. dammit and my hair was super flat from the cap itself.

the beach was super nice. we played in the sand climbing weird wooden poles that stucked out of nowhere. the guys climbed unto a wooden platform that was too high for any of the girls to reach. getting the birthday boy up there was a big hassle. haha. imagine the number of guys pulling him up. it was hilarious. HA HA though it wasnt easy to climb it also since there was no support just pure arm muscles to get you up. darryl has them. he's tall and has every last inch of his bod with muscles. gosh! HAHA. ( droools) he pulled me up and michelle separately.

lying on the plank was nice watching the sunset and the sky above glazed with clouds from teh setting sunset. it was great. the winds were moderate and the air was fresh. it was warm and great to catch a nap lying down. we all did. the three of us. me shayma and michelle. we talked till we got hungry and went for dinner.

the day was great. the people were awesome. the place was wonderful. the event totally rocked, and best of all. the FOOD totally jammed everything! i love fremantle!

Wednesday, August 15, 2007 11:31 PM

15th august 2007
Day a hundred and twenty four.

i had chemistry practical test in the morning followed by an applicable maths test in the early afternoon before lunch period. days like these are getting more common as the weeks pass by nearing towards the end of year term exams before i sit for my TEE. another three more months of studying before i take my well deserved break.

i had a few screw ups in the practical of which im really glad frank didnt notice or mark me down on anything well im hoping he didnt notice though ( crosses fingers;D) firstly, i diluted the solution to way above the calibrated mark in the volumetric flask. there was so much solution to pour into the flask 200ml of which the calibrated mark was at 250ml which only left me 50ml to do the rinsing of the funnel and beaker. i was just trying to be smart then by taking a dropper to remove whatever excess at the suface of the liquid, though i think it would have already affected my readings by then ( i couldnt be bothered to redo the whole experiment again) i must say, it was a ratheer foolish thing to even take part in but hey, it was much better rather than have frank walk around looking at why your volumes in the flask are more than the others. secondly, you had to place your titres out to let the lecturer inspect first before you clean up. well, i did. although i tried to clean up while my two titres stood in the middle of the cleaning process. one didnt survive though- i spilled a slight bit of it when i knocked it over with my elbow while reaching for the burette.

charmaine asked me a very good question this morning.

'hey, if you have two tests today,

then how come i didnt see you study for anything?'

'good point. well i did.'

'didnt you see me on the bed reading?'

'well but thats so little'

'its still studying!'

michelle sent me a message on why you shouldnt study at all if you want to get good grades.

study = no fail ---(1)

no study = fail ---(2)

(1)+(2): study + no study = fail + no fail

factorise it: study (1 + no) = fail (1 +no)

cancel out the ( 1 + no) on both sides of the equation leaving you with :

study = fail

no study = no fail

SO IN FACT, WHY SHOULD WE STUDY? give yourself a break have a kitkat! ( although in my case, it'll most probably be a cadbury bar or a time out since those are the only two chocolates that i have in my possesion) HAHA.

i wouldnt have to mind about eating too much chocolates and gaining the extra mass on top since i do exercise everyday. i have personal trainers to train with me.

i thank my own personal trainers ( somehow, their really good since they not only train you on your running and coordination skills, but also on mouth vocal lessons and arm wrestling. ) both trainers work on running although one of them cant run as fast as me which a good point ( i have more self confidence- nah. im just kidding) one of them works mostly on vocal lessons while the other on coordination and arm wrestling. who ever said i wouldnt get a whole body workout. dont i have one already?

training days are on mondays, wednesdays and fridays at before and after chemistry and applicable maths classes. dont have to bring any gear, just yourself and running shoes ( make sure you can run in them!) it helps if your can run away. a bottle or two of water would be encouraged during the session with the vocal teacher.

other than the personal training ive got in school. i do my own training at home- though im starting slow for now. 150 crunches a night in sets of 30. i need those abs;D HOTTIES

Monday, August 13, 2007 11:31 PM

13th august 2007
Day a hundred and twenty two.

i am not getting chubbier! aggh. dont say it at all. but someone please just tell me im hearing things and that these people are merely pulling my leg. ive asked like almost everyone i know in school in my classes on whether i was fat. the standard answer that i got was 'amanda! youre cheeks are getting fatter!' like agggh. i started whining after that just before maths classes started. even my sister and cousin agree that im chubbier.

you know how you ask guys on how you look and they always somehow try to tell you the good stuff you want to hear and omit out the bad stuff you dont wish to hear. well, somehow the guys here in canning college are different. way different. heck. you ask them whether youre getting chubbier, just hoping for a decent guy to answer you 'NO WAY. youre still pretty' but that didnt seem the case for these lads. it was more of like ' AMANDA! YOURE CHEEKS ARE GETTING CHUBBIER!' (at this point they try to point their point by pinching your cheeks)

seriously, guys like these arent worth your time to be wasted upon. they cant complement you for nuts. i know your parents might have told you that you shouldnt tell the black lie well not even a white one to begin with, but there are certain things we have to lie about. like, a woman's age or her weight. weight. thats my issue. and yes, im a woman, or though i thought so i was ever since i was born.

i had more than enough workout today. i already had a full body tone down with all the running and chasing and stepping on guys' feet. somehow everyone seems attracted to those green converse i have on my feet. like theres nothing special about it and yet they just love stepping on it. well you know me, i love fun. so we just ended up wrestling as in really pure wrestling. ( okay fine. i cheated- i poked them in the sides a couple of time) although he caught up to me after we ran one round around the chemistry car park lots. hey the best way to win is to know your enemies' weakness H AHA. he had a height advantage to i used the bench before he stepped on it also.

i think all this shoe stepping is making me tired. and wow, it really trains up your reflexes to your opponent's next move. he didnt get me a couple of times only to slam his feet right onto the hard pavement. HA HA sucker. for a short girl i have short legs which somehow is a good thing for this.

my chemistry teacher thinks im a bully. he came up to us with everyone else laughing while the both of us were panting.

'amanda, dont you go bullying the guys. '

secretly laughing and smiling

'hey i didnt (shakes head)!'

'oh no, frank youre so right'

'she's always bullys us.'

(stupid shayma had to barge in that this point)

'hey i didnt!'

'since when?'

now everyone thinks i bully guys. hey i dont okay. im just not your typical kind of girly girl. im a tomboy at heart HA HA . my campmates all agree well somehow, my orientation friends also. everyone says im rough for a girl. 'hey im not' i promise you that. i just talk loud and play more.

Sunday, August 12, 2007 10:11 PM

12th august 2007
Day a hundred and twenty one.

you know how when youre feeling bored, you'll just look around you and try to amuse yourself with something funny to laugh at? well, i didnt laugh at it but it was a rather fetch finding i made.

somehow, asian guys look way HOT in long baggy jeans that drop down to their lower backs (even if it means to the extent sometimes you get a free show, but hey! that's not my point) although the more you observe the way they walk, you would always somehow find yourself laughing really badly. i know many guys would start thrashing me after i write this post out but guys, seriously, if you wanna wear those low jeans, try to avoid walking like a penguin. i mean like seriously, it's like we have long lanky tanned skin penguin walking about outside the north/south pole.

on the other hand, australian guys look super HOT in skinny jeans. HA HA . not kidding. well, okay mostly the emo-ed ones. (i bet dorcas would agree on this part)

i guess there's a reason to why you cant mix up both styles. i cant imagine an asian guy wearing skinny jeans though. HAHA. just weird.

Saturday, August 11, 2007 10:51 PM

11th august 2007

Day a hundred and twenty.

we went to GALARE for our icecream binge! michelle, me and shiyun!

8 steps to facing the love of your life (eyecandy):

step one: face your eyecandy at eye level. look at it with great admiration and wonder;D

step two: just GO FOR IT. dont be shy;D it already knows you've been eyeing at it for long.

step three: take long licks of everything. sugar rushes happen longer when you savour every last bit slowly.

step four: enjoying a great time with your eyecandy? (till the extent you have some at your sides of your mouth)

step five: have another go at it. satisfaction cant be fufiled by just the first few licks alone.

step six: all too good to be true? well dont cry. you can always have another binge the next you have a craving for your eyecandy again.

step seven: after a couple of licks. my eyecandy has been reduced so a state like that.

my COOKIES AND CREAM AND CARAMEL FUDGE BROWNIE!

step eight: had fun? im sure you did. ooh wait. ( you have some there by your side) smirks!

everyone's been telling me. whenever i smile, you cant see my eyes. okay fine, i knew that but i cant help it when i have small eyes and high cheekbones that somehow seem to go up whenever i smile. HAHA. and having small eyes aint good at all. since i have very dark eye rings well, it makes it look smaller.

arcade. i think i seriously suck at game coordination. i cant seem to understand the parapara dance game. everything goes so fast- its a true wonder when you have people up there who do it so well when you cant seem to coordinate for nuts. i get mixed up with my directions so easily. gosh. no way am i trying to out again. ive embarrassed myself for like enough HAHA. really stupid.

im better at racing games though. the need for thrill and speed. haha;D i won michelle in the motorbike race though i came in second over the third. dammit the computer still won! we played super mario also! it was damm funny because they had this camera that takes a picture of your face and fits it into the face of mario himself with the cap and moustache which was really cute. i won her then again! wooohooo;D anyone for a game of car racing with me at teh arcade when im back?

12:21 AM

10th august 2007
Day a hundred and nineteen.

try this out on all your guys friends out there. the sound pitch follows with the capitals of the words and the small case letters as well.
ps: sorry guys, i just couldnt find a better target;D

'ARE you a gay?'

'are you a GAY?'

'well, does your mum know your gay?'

well, most guys would say NO for everything that has the word gay in it. so for the last sentence, try to say it fast like, 'does your mum know your GAY!' (emphasise on the word gay.) it works everytime;D

Thursday, August 09, 2007 10:11 PM

9th august 2007
Day a hundred and eighteen.

happy birthday singapore! this year would be considered my first year missing a national day parade. for sixteen years of my life, ive always seen the whole parade on the television screen. everyone at home would rush and gather right in front of the box just before the parade started. i have never went for one live at the parade itself and i doubt i'll ever get this chance again. this year, it's held at a totally different venue and yet im not back home to view the parade with my family on the couch.

everyone's getting a four day holiday and it's unfair. of all years, it had to be this year. im self proclaiming for myself a four day holiday. it'll be called 'amanda's holiday'
it'll be stretched across two weeks. two days on the first weekend and the next two on the following weekend. ( you have got to be crazy if you actually thought that i would skip classes for my self-proclaimed holiday) firstly, i'll have my mum right on my tail. secondly, everyone's in school is going to ask me why i didnt turn up ( you have to understand this- everyone in school misses me even the teachers!) for now, there aint going to be any 'amanda's holiday' till i take over the world and declare that everyday would be MY HOLIDAY.

so while i sit here fantasizing on getting a holiday out of nowhere, you guys can go ahead and celebrate these four days and make me super envious. i am already envious of your long break so making me even more envious makes no difference. (sits in one corner emo-ing)

lunch period was funny, really hilarious. serious.
a typical lunch period would have the seven of us all cramped together at a small table fit for only 4 people since the sides would be cramped together by other neighbouring tables.

i have an identity crisis. one calls me a super girly name and the next mistakes me for a man. for real. gosh! what's with my name amanda?

'man...dy...'

(that's how she called me then as she gave me that 'look' )

'oh my gosh! DONT CALL ME THAT'

'NEVER CALL ME THAT. i dont like it'

(at this point i was going hysterical- waving my hands protesting against the use of such a word)

'why not?'

(still dubious to why she cant call me that)

'because. IT'S SO GIRLY. aggh!'

'but. but youre a girl!'

'i know! but it's over- girly'

(pauses to think. is there such a word- oh wells in amanda's dictionary then)

'fine then. i'll call you manda.'

'GOOD. you can call me that just not MANDY'

'i still dont get you. you're weird.

'you know people who suck their thumbs for a long time have bunny teeth'

(she goes on to explaining why so)

'omg. are you sure? hey! i dont have them'

'well, thats because you stopped soon after'

'no. i used to suck my thumb till i was primary four'

(GASP)

(everyone's jaws dropped and looked at me)

'A MAN'

(well it sounded like that though she said the spelling in hakka was a men)

'WHAT?'

(i turned to face her shocked by her sudden outburst)

'heyhey. cmon you know full well im a girl.'

'i know earlier i said i didnt like girly names like mandy but aman...'

'GOSH! im not a guy!'

'manda's fine not mandy and definately not aman.'

'and what happened to the da at the back?'

'you cant just take away the da like you took away the a for manda.'

'i dont wanna be a guy!'

(whines)

( everyone starts to laugh at my whining)

i promise you we didnt get high on our bus trip back home. i didnt even eat my chocolates today or yesterday. it was highly impossible i got high on anything i ate. somehow i think it's the craziness of a long day at school that drove both of us mad even more so me since i ended later.

i made her wait for me at the bus station, like how was i to know she would end her lecture earlier?my college only ends at 5.15pm for that day. for that, she made me do for her a favour of which i totally escaped from doing it when i got home. she kept whining about how long she had to wait out in the cold for me as she missed like two of the buses she could have took.

no wonder they said great minds think alike. ( well, not that her mind was really that great either) she said mine wasnt great at all and i agreed with her. i agree that my mind aint that great, because it's just the best, the most fabulous, the most amazing one you ever came across. that's my mind.

we both agreed to take a slow stroll back home. we both somehow didnt want to end up washing the dishes. gosh, we're so mean. ( sniggers HAHA ). you see. we reached livingston mall's bus stop at around 6.05pm. dinner back home starts at 5.45pm although there are occasions where dinner starts later at 6.15pm. we wanted to take out own sweet time strolling so we wouldnt have to wash up all the dishes instead only to wash ours. ( okay, i know we're really mean but hey, i wasnt the only mastermind behind it) she had a part in it too. wait! she was worst. she even said she might consider to stay back on days where i end school late to accompany me home. ( heck. it wasnt even for that stupid reason- the obvious thing was clearly, she didnt want to have to wash up the dishes either)

i wish winter would end soon. i have to go out and run. everyone's saying im getting chubbier in the cheeks. aggh. if it's not me losing my tann and appearing whiter by the day ( stupid lotion that im using). i know i have been eating. but hey, it's winter and you know a small girl with such a big appetite? oh wells, you get my drift. it's a wonder i can still mantain my figure. gosh. i need to lose those extra fat wherever it's stored.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007 9:20 PM

7th august 2007
Day a hundred and sixteen.

i havent been blogging of late. there's just so much on my hands that even touching my computer when i get back home would be considered a wonder. the homework's been piling up on my desk ( somehow i havent got much room left either to work on), the tests have to scheduled to come every week and assignments are still left to be completed.

somehow, i dont even remember myself being so burnt out from this much work and studies. im tired. i really am. everyday you come home knowing at the back of your mind that you have homework left to be completed by the next day, tests up and assignments due. it's not easy. somehow, it's so easy to say hang in there for just three or so months more, but everyday's passing by so slowly. i dont seem to have the luxury of time on my hands ever since i was here to slack- i couldnt. not when i felt that i had an obligation to do well and score in my subjects. the pressure im giving myself to work hard is setting in. everything taking a toll on my mind (ive been studying a lot more and playing yet so little) it's not that i would even prefer to study over play, it's the basic fact that i have assignments and tests due the week after that im left with so little time for recreation.

my four months here and i have only went out a couple of times ( rounding up to 6) to the city with other occasions to buy groceries at the shopping mall. ive only watched like one show at night on the television, shrek two and other than that, ive not touched the television at all. ive not went out for a run ever since i arrived ( the weather's been too cold for that). you could say for these four months ive been here, it's been strictly studying, eating, sleeping and onlin-ing.

6th august 2007
there was a hail storm at around three that day. i was glad i was still in school and not out there waiting for the bus or worst walking home in the open. hailstorms are painful when youre their victim way below them. they fall hard onto you without any mercy and it's cold bites into your skin. no kidding. though the ones ive seen were just tiny balls ( of the size of a mothball) but from the height they are falling at, trust me. you wont want to be standing way below for them to target upon you.

we were in maths class when it all started. it sounded like someone was tapping upon the rooftops before the light taps turned into loud banging. it didnt stop. it just kept on banging and before you knew it you see white ice falling from the sky. they dont fall lightly at all- the force at which they fell form the sky was almost the same as a young kid throwing hard rocks at you. it showed the small birds no mercy either as they kept falling from the sky.

we were all distracted, even the lecturer was. we knew it was mean to laugh at the poor birds getting hit by large boulders of ice, but we just did. it was hilarious then. the winds were so strong that it kept blowing the birds backwards while they tried so hard to flap their winds to get themselves to safety on the trees. every inch that they make nearer to the trees for shelter only ended themselves being blown back further.

hails like this arent common much in winter since its not that cold as compared to other countries in winter. i just guess im lucky enough to have seen and yet not have gotten myself into a situation which calls for it.

Saturday, August 04, 2007 7:31 PM

4th august 2007
Day a hundred and thirteen.

i guess everyone's feeling a bit tight right now because of the upcoming promos for those in junior colleges and the end of year terms for those taking the final TEE exams like me.

for those feeling the pinch of stress on yourselves lately. ive got a few quick remedies that costs you like a dollar of two and even some that are cost free! (you know how singaporeans react to the word free? it's like the country's favourite four letter word. whenever you advertise something on the streets, a good point to always take note is to include a freebie with whatever youre advertising. somehow, it gets to them whenever they see the word free. )

not by order of ranking,

chocolates! this i cannot deny, because it really does work. take a bite ( and i mean just a bite or two if not you'll just balloon up) and dont try what i did. telling yourself that you'll be done by the next piece doesnt work for me so i doubt it'll even work for you. im a great fan of chocolates i admit. but so far who's been eating all the chocolates from my jar? ive been coming home lately from college to see the sad state that the chocolates (in its jar) been reduced to. somehow there's only one culprit i know of who's mouth is BIG enough to fit in that many chocolates in just a span of a week.
call someone up and chat for hours;D besides its a free incoming call for them so i doubt they will mind if they do have the time to even entertain your call. i wouldnt mind if people call me out of nowhere. im glad to take your call but all im afraid of is your handphone bill. ( i tend to drift off topic, and i talk a lot and i mean hell a lot)
get a group of friends and just laugh it out. laughing helps for that matter of fact. it does since it helps you forget all your stress and problems. and do get youself a group to laugh with you. it's weird enough if youre laughing on your own and even weirder if youre laughing out so loudly ( i know myself. i tend to laugh very loud even if im small. so if you see a group of people and you hear a great big laughter from within, well you'll know its me HAHA. ) ut's a great useful tactic: you know how they say kids are meant to be seen and not heard? lets just say, i got it the other way around. since i cant be seen because of my GREAT height, i have ought to be HEARD. ( someday i ought to follow the fellow greeks who stood on platforms to speak. 'hear all hear all, lend me your ears' ( at this point, everyone takes off their eyes and throws them at you. HAHA)
RUN for your life. a little exercise wouldnt hurt at all. think of all the benefits. you feel more fresh after the run, you tend to lose a few pounds ( that you just put on with all the eating of those chocolates), you feel happier for accomplishing those few miles you just ran ( eventhough you might have just ran from one bus stop to the next) and last but not least, think of all the hot australians you get to see while youre running. HAHA.
there seems to be more though i cant recall all since im all busy in my mind thinking of the hot australians that i would be passing by as the run past them. im just kidding. cmon, cant you take a joke or two? gosh! you had better start back on step three. laugh it out. youre a serious person, i can tell.
smile. just smile. have i told you mr bean's way of getting something he wants? it has worked so that shows he's not that stupid. youre really serious if you dont start laughing right after this.

step one: point to something that you want.

step two: point to youself.

step three: SMILE WIDELY.

i havent been well on my luck this week. lady luck aint shining on me this weekend. somehow it's all sunny and the weather's good and yet im here, cooped up at home, studying hard for my upcoming tests next week. i have 5 tests next week and most of them are all spread out within four days. gosh! im so dead because of the whole day today spent on studying- ive only finished on chemistry.

it's winter and you ought to count yourself lucky if you have a few days of sunshine and all since it rains almost everyday and thunderstorms come every now and then. it's sunny on a saturday and sundays cloudy. instead of getting myself out for a breather while i dont freeze myself out there, i stayed back home.

i have no life if this continues. well i doubt it'll ever stop so i'll just continue to being a nerd. a total one at that. somehow, ive been spending more time on books than sleeping or even eating. three months more of books and studies and i'll get a life soon after that. all i have to be now is a NERD , do well in my exams and get back to what im best at. PLAYING.

Friday, August 03, 2007 9:30 PM

3rd august 2007
Day a hundred and twelve.

i just love fridays. it's not so much the hours that contribute to my love since my tuesday classes also end at three in the late afternoon but pretty much so the classes that i have on that day. just two classes with a break period (while everyone else would be at elacs class wishing they were in my place at the library dozing off) plus lunch. chemistry and applicable maths ( there wasnt anything much to look forward to but it's the friends you have in those classes that makes it so much more fun.

somehow its really obvious that everyone seems so 'alive' right after they step out of chemistry class. in class, youre just faced with a bunch of zombies waiting just to doze off when frank isnt looking. while, you cant. because he always somehow looks. for a guy who's in his fifties and who wears specs, well you cant fool his eyes. (even headphones doesnt seem to escape him) he has this thing with headphones in class- he once went out to take a scissors, came back into class, stood in front of that girl with the snippers of the scissors wide open at the wires.

it's the height issue again. somehow, when youre with those two guys- it's always your height against theirs. darryl's tall, i can imagine but shayma- gosh, he's just what? a few centimetres taller and that doesnt make a difference either. darryl dared me to reach the ceiling of which any sane person would obviously know i cant because of my height. ( i guess he aint that sane then) HAHA. he couldnt even reach the top either even if he reached his fingers upwards. i did. there's always something called a chair for 'shorties' like me. i know im short. i cant grow already and this has nothing to do with me not having enough milk thank you. everyone's short in my family other than my youngest sister- gosh. long legs;D

shayma asked for it. i dirtied his shoes with my footrpints all over. somehow its nice to step on someone else's shoes for a change. HAHA. he teased me for having my cars personally customized just for me stating that i couldnt reach the front pedal of the car because i was short. HA thanks a lot. pot calling the kettle black. cmon, youre not that tall either young man. youre say, like what? 10cm taller only? youre still in my sense- a 'shortie' face it. you belong to my club, no point going against it since youre one of them already. HAHA.

we teased lp right after lunch period on the identity of matthew. ( seriously, even till now, she hasnt told me how he looks like) she only said ive seen him before since it was entirely impossible to have missed him in college. oh wells. i know ive seen him before and yet she wont tell me aggh.

'oh shit. i forgot what i wanted to tell you guys.'

'i think i know.'

'huh, what is it?'

'you wanted to tell me who matthew is!'

at this point she was already going crazy with our persistent questions on who matthew is. HAHA. ( she was practically waving her hands up in desperation HA)

darryl stood there by the pillar with his shades on ( he just came back after he left for home after chemistry) gosh. the wonders of a license. you get to drive around without having to wait for public transport. life's unfair. he's a year older and yet he gets to drive. remind me when im 18, to get my own soon.

ha;D they dared me to scare him from behind. i tried to only to foil my own plans. he saw me running towards him and yet he didnt say anything. gosh. the moment i saw him turn around while i made a dash for his back while his back was against me, i just crashed into the wall behind him and fell over to the seats parked against it. it was unexpected. he made me look like an idiot because i was laughing so hard after i crashed in. HAHA. it was like he knew even beforehand that i wanted to smack him from the back. that's unfair. he foiled my plans once, it wont happen again.

when you have shayma, me and michelle together, add a few bottles in between us and you get a water fight. we didnt exactly waste his water since it went back onto his head. ( i wouldnt say it was wasted because it gave him a great refresher before he went for his physics class) we used his bottle first before we had to use mine since he 'needed' more water to be soaked under. HAHA.

'hey, youre shoelaces came undone'

( i pointed to his right shoes)

(he looked down at his right shoe to see the shoelaces)

'so what?'

( looking up at me again before we launched our spray at him)

i admit, the last spray was a bad one since he was all soaked at the back of his head. HAHA. he grabbed my bottle revenge! no wonder they said revenge was sweet. in this case, it was revenge was wet! HAHA. gosh, he gave chase right after that. really unexpected. we covered the whole area in front of the library before we came back to where we started panting hard.

i think my stamina went down or was it because in between running away from him, i had to climb over a few low walls. ( unfortunately, my height doesnt allow me to jump over them without risking a leg injury) he didnt catch up eventhough i lagged at those moments i tried to get myself over the walls. HAHA.

i cant remember myself laughing so hard for a whole day. it gave me stomach cramps right after that. i doubt i havent laughed at all for any day for the past few months. thanks guys. friends like you- ha there isnt a day that's boring even though classes ( AS WE WOULD ALL AGREE are boring us out) because of you guys.

Thursday, August 02, 2007 10:11 PM

2nd august 2007
Day a hundred and eleven.

the days are getting colder and the nights are setting in earlier. somehow, what seemed to be nightfall by 6 was already dark by 5. and on days, i end classes late, i have to pratically walk in the dark since there wasnt much lights to go around the whole of perth. HAHA. the winds are getting colder and stronger that even my old umbrella aint a match for it.

it just took me one occasion to have the umbrella overturned before i gave up completely on the use of such a device here in winter. it was, let's just say hopeless since the winds would just overturn it the other way, shielding you from obviously nothing. therefore, i'll rather just walk under the rains with my hood on than bother to even adjust what's left of my umbrella in its sorry state. the bin was so close- i could just reach it within miles to dump that piece of junk inside of which had no longer serve any purpose to me. i decided not to. all singapore goods were still much better than australia goods. i shallnt allow one downfall criticise the rest of the goods. i held onto it.

the cold weather these days seem to attract an even larger crowd at the cafeteria at lunch break. the canteen, well you could put it in this way, was swarmed with people right after the long hand of the clock needle touched 35. it was hard to even get a seat if you didnt have people you knew, reserve it for you.

lunch today was hilarious. aileen and september kept on laughing at what seemed nothing at all to begin with since the rest of us were just amused by the way they laughed but yet knew nothing to why they were in that state. trust me, it's never a good idea when september gets high and she starts waving her hands in the air exclaiming stuff. i looked like a total idiot sitting next to her. even me and chris were looking wide- eyed at her the whole time. it was hilarious.

'how do you screw someone?'

'take a screwdiver and insert in and screw it tight'

'but then,

where to insert?'

ENGLISH was boring but yet fun at the same time. we had to watch a documentary film on cane toads in queensland, australia. HAHA. in my opinion, all documentary films i have watched so far are all boring except the ones my mum subscribes to on geographic channel or animal planet but documentary films on cane toads is a no no for me. HAHA. almost half of us were dreaming away or just snoozing in between the film. me and darryl were both slouched in our chairs with our heads against the chair backing. he's a size ten! omg. im like only half of what he's wearing on his feet. a size four or so.

john told us a joke on what happened in his other classes that he took. (the international students batch)

'one negative aspect of australians is that they love to say the word

FUCK'

let me tell you this, john was shocked haha;D because it came from the mouth of a china student but yet he was laughing away after that because if you consider this, well, most australians do have the fondness to say that word whenever they get angry. HAHA.

i am speaking from personal experience. the bus that i usually catch in the early mornings always has this young kid saying fuck to everything. HAHA. a normal conversation that comes out of his mouth would be something like 'oh fuck, that car is fucking nice.' or 'fuck that guy on the road.' im not sure if youre used to it. but im not. having someone sit behind you on going on, on how fucking nice that car beside the bus is aint helping at all. HAHA or like how he wants to fuck the guy on the road. i dont need those descriptions either.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007 10:36 PM

1st august 2007
Day a hundred and ten.

i am not turning pink! get that straight. everyone in my classes been saying the time thing to me and that is ' amanda! gosh. you're turning pink!' i am not! and i tell you NO WAY. what happened to my gorgeous tann just months before i left? well, okay it wasnt that gorgeous since i was a 'blackie' as you call it. everyone in the house calls me after after i got really tanned from the trainings i had under the afternoon day sun every alternate day of the week.

i really miss canoeing trainings back when i was in acjc. gosh! the sun, sand and sea ( okay well it wasnt really much of a sea- let's just stick to reservior) HAHA. but hey, it's still water! HAHA. gosh i miss it so much. the tough trainings where you could see almost everyone was dying out by the end of the training but yet after the training, everyone's laughing.i miss the whole team loads. HAHA.

ive came out with a perfect explaination as to why im pink. ( though i hate to admit i am- but i just am) the weather's cold and somehow my skin's not used to it. im not too sure myself. i kind of forgot all of my biology notes. opps;D