cityscape

Believe it or not i had indomee for breakfast today because it was either that or shortbread and i wasn’t in the mood for buttery sweet things. Gwen and i left (her) house to Chris’ for morning coffee. Well we both had chai but the rest had coffee. Heh. I try to abstain from caffeine so that when i need it it works.
i took about.. 50 minutes to walk back home and then had to rush back outta the house to meet dong for lunch. He took me to a few new places! We had sushi at this Japanese-run sushi bar then he headed for a coffee at guavabean opposite. The barista was inspiring. Really. i only saw him make dong’s cup of coffee, but he makes each cup with such good cheer. Made me think about my career upon reflection. HAHA. No. I’m serious.
ANYWAY, i spent the whole afternoon all the way till about 4 plus roaming the Melbourne central business district. Never quite noticed how pretty it is! I particularly enjoyed walking the streets because i felt like i was somewhat lost in my own world and i knew nobody, wouldn’t see anybody, had no particular agenda other than to absorb my surroundings. Everything was spontaneous. I got a bit tired after awhile and spent another twenty minutes looking for a nice cafe to plop myself down for another 3 hours to journal before meeting sue-lee for dinner. It wasn’t easy looking for one! I chanced upon this rather well hidden cafe on the way to the giraffe cafe. Quite a gem i reckon. But i get the feeling that the novelty of the ambience of such a cafe could wear out after a few more visits. I didn’t quite like the photos in the gallery attached to it. But still, definitely a place i’d take dong to check out.

work = ? Part 2

yes that's it. we always find "means" to get to the "ends" and we work hard for the "means".

what if the "end" never comes before YOU end?

i'd like to do something where the "means" are the "ends" for me. if you ask me what exactly that is right now, i wouldn't know. perhaps i'm being dreamy because there's a lot about the world that i don't know. but dont wake me up for the sake of waking me up but wake me up if you're willing to guide me.

work = ?

my hypothesis: you know you're spending your time well when you would still do the things you'd do even with the knowledge that that day was gonna be your last day.


on a really really random note, i just realised that i push my spects up the same way tim does. (not that i watch his every action ok don't think im a crazy stalker person. i just randomly notice things)

your fruit

wonder what it'd be like to work on a project together
or invest in something.
havent even completed the black book though we said we would.
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pretty things

i dont draw very much at all because i don't draw very well. but i decided that rather than posting pictures and citing the different sources i got those pretty pictures from which would be super tedious - like like writing an essay, i just drew bit and pieces of some things that stood out to me. most of them stood out because of the colours.. and i guess the way the photo was taken.

a thought just occured to me this evening. that even though i'm so attracted to colourful, pretty pictures and things and they hold my interest for a time (sometimes a LONG time), at the end of it all.. it doesn't make me happy, or satisfy.. sometimes spending a whole day looking at these pretty things that hold my attention so well really leaves me feeling like i spent the day rotting. sometimes. sometimes.

quite jolted by today's qm2 paper. so much effort and time spent on this subject - i don't think today's performance would have done any of the work i put in justice. of course i feel like crap what are you talking about dont even ask me how i am or how it went. wait till my results come out then i'll tell you if it went ok or not. im so glad mummy doesn't pressurize me to do anything -other than eat fruits.

the past week - i havent been paying very much attention to God. been happily going my own way ladada.. and now i think it's time to go back to the source that refreshes. it's been a dull, grey week. at least there's breakfast tomorrow to look forward to! with the dg.

i'd like to have an orange right now.

ok ok let me tell you a silly story. it's silly cause i think i was being silly, but it's still worth blogging about because it reminds me that God is faithful and He definitely cares.

so i left the exam hall feeling like crap yeah? on the way home i wanted to eat grainwaves... or just some junk/comfort food but i ran out of pitos because i needed a lot of comfort studying for qm last night. so. i prayed and told God that i know He cares about me, and i'd like him to show me that He cares for me by making something i like be on sale at safeway, but He doesn't owe me or need to prove anything to me, so it's up to Him but either way i know He still cares.

funnily enough even though i wanted grainwaves when i stepped into safeway i headed straight for the digestives section and TADAAAA!! SAVE 44CENTS!! WOOHOOO! :D:D:D

then i went to the chips section and guess what. PITOS were on sale too!! SAVE 1DOLLAR YEAH! :D

you don't twist God's arm. following him isn't easy because he knows much more than you and you're always challenged to trust in HIS knowledge rather than your own knowledge. and we always like to think we know best when the truth is.. we don't.

if i were a barbie doll i'd go crazy. because i'd have so many other people with my face. and i'll be just another face in the crowd. dont tell me you don't like to be unique or special. barbie dolls have a tough life man. hahaha.. so random.

one more paper. CHAAAAAARRRGGE!!

maybe it's the peanutt butter

oh by the way, i realise i like pears with peanut butter too. i don't really like them alone.

the only reason i have a carton of pears in the fridge is because dong wouldn't let me get away with buying pitos and oreos with no fruits to balance off the junk. yes junk. how do you say no to your stomach when your brain tells you "aw you poor thing, it must be hard studying for the exams!"

haha! i can picture my stomach and my brain having this conversation with my conscience - in cartoon form.

be the pink in a black and white picture

so aimee and i were sharing our composting program ideas with each other (how to encourage composting) and i told her that i was thinking of the possiblility of setting up a platform where buyers of compost can buy cheap compost off people who don't have a need for compost but engage in composting.

she looked at me and exclaimed "YOU ARE SUCH A COMMERCE STUDENT!"


aw.
gee,
thanks.


hahaha.. i wasn't quite sure whether or not to feel embarrassed. i dont like it when i fit into a stereotype. haha! :D asian commerce student - that's a stereotype.

girls are kinda complicated i suppose

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." — Marilyn Monroe

totally identify with that - except the part where she sounds like she's biting some guy's head off.

like. like. like.

wriggly

crap. im hungry again. the worms are stealing my food i tell you.

singapore's monsoon season

it's been really really rainy in melbourne - like singapore's monsoon season, just five times colder. actually i kinda regret putting my clothes in the washing machine now cause that'd mean i have to brace myself and step out into the frosty cold air to hang the laundry. poor sunflowes must be freezing too!

by the way i really like oreos with peanut butter.
fun fact for you: i'd rather not have oreos at all, than have oreos with the cream.
i dont like oreo cream.

a vagabond and a hungry girl

there's someone standing there who doesn't have the security and love of a place that she doesn't have that she can call her home and i dont know what to do.
there's someone on the line whispering sweet nothings and she's hungry but.
there's another person who deserves to be cast out, left alone like a derelict warship with hardly a trace of its former glory- that's what most people would say.

and in all this what do you do. how do you draw both worlds together the way it was probably meant to be?

gnite sleep tight.

too fast

things feel like they're going too fast. seems as though i dont have enough time to think, and ponder, but then again.. since when was i one to think and ponder so much ey. well.. actually i suppose i do to a certain extent.

i've never been so unproductive in my revision.. this week's gone by and i dont remember very much of it. chide. whatever. junking my guts out.my mind feels stale and my hair's falling out.

plus my tiniest sunflower died today. i saw an aphid on it. must have been the green bug. well, her death made me grab my camera to snap pictures with the other bigger sunflowers. in case they shrivel before i have a picture to mark their prime. well.. they're not really in their prime anymore but still. subprime. all 4 of 'em.