Sunday, October 18, 2009

blogging means i'm studying again

funny. there are so many things i want to talk about, but sometimes i wonder what the point of this blog is.

S: "can you imagine if singapore and malaysia went to war?"
A: "yeah... babi grenade 2000"
S: "imagine if someone throws nasi lemak at you. the ikan bilis would HURT. think of the SAMBAL."
A: "yeah. until we wrapped pork inside pandan leaves, then you guys would open it thinking it was lunch and get a faceful of pork. take THAT. undercover babi."
S: "or you guys would throw char siew baos... imagine all the malaysians screaming babi! babi! and running away"
A: "remember to tear off the paper before throwing..."
S: "or tear it open for maximum... carnage.."
"what about ipoh? it's mostly chinese. they're not scared of pork."
"oh wait. they're not really part of malaysia. they wouldn't be in the war."
A: "what? i'm pretty sure they're on the map somewhere..."
S: "if ipoh gets wiped out malaysia will have no more chinese people..."
A: "wait.. what were we talking about again?"

i was buying dinner the other day, and this bike roared past some distance away...
as i passed by this baby in a stroller, i heard "now THAT'S a bike!"
IMMD lol.

meh. the stress is getting to me. i haven't done my laundry for TOO LONG.
(too long = i'm starting to run out of underwear.)
i hate thesis deadline i hate thesis deadline i hate thesis deadline.

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Hunting Rivets

i have a lecturer who pronounces rivets as rabbits.

it's the same one who has labels on his slides such as "Weld decay in the HAZ of a s.s. weld"...
i can't believe there's no other way to phrase that. had to read it a few times to get that he's trying to say stainless steel.

and one of the slides shows a biological induced corrosion pit. (basically a hole in the metal wall of a chamber covered in algae) and you can see that the corrosion pit nicely dots the i on "dick" written in the algae.

and he asks us "why do postboxes corrode faster at the bottom than at the top?" *flash picture of postbox with corroded base*
apparently because dogs pee on it regularly.

seriously i would attend this class more often if i weren't so burned out on thursdays after my long wednesdays.

Monday, October 05, 2009

torn 3 ways...

the worst thing about all nighters?

1) my stomach starts getting gastric pains
2) absolutely no appetite to eat anything
3) don't feel like wasting time eating

i get the feeling that the saying that most of the pain in our lives is self inflicted is true.

i have to remember to relax. i'm always surprised by how much my shoulders fall whenever i remind myself to relax.

weird conversations...

(we're talking about porn news websites and the interesting lives of porn stars)
S: "if there's one thing i don't get it's those weird fetishes that seem to be a fad..."
me: "like feet?"

*awkward silence*
S: "so... do you like feet?"
me: "nope."

*more awkward silence*
me: "uhhh.. what about you?"
S: "nope."

*less awkward silence*
me: "it's interesting to learn things about your friends."
S: "we're THIS much closer now."


Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Horror Movie Awakenings...

"The reason for the dust is we had some really strong winds in the inland areas of NSW and in South Australia for a sustained period yesterday," said Bureau of Meteorology senior forecaster Jane Golding.

the sun rose today, and it was foggy from the huge storm last night. but this was not normal fog. this fog... was blood red. pretty cool. it's probably an omen or something. wonder what it bodes.

I pity the fool...

who lives downstairs. honestly every weekday morning at 6am the gym starts blasting dance music. it's annoying enough being 2 floors up. having pulled an all nighter makes me really irritable, but i think having gym music blasting at 6am sharp every morning would make me extremely grumpy.

it's not just a bassline. i can kinda hear the lyrics actually. grrr. should study. so tired.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Itchy Fingers...

It's strange to say it, but whenever i try and study after not having done so in a while, i just have this compulsion to touch the mouse and FIDDLE. inexplicable but kind of annoying. it's hard to describe... it's a.. tactile thing...

random things about matrix philosophy this weekend. everytime i watch it i see something new. favourite line?

"I have dreamed a dream... but now that dream is gone from me." -Morpheus

that, and lying in bed playing defender chronicles on my phone. stupid tower defense rpg. my greatest weakness, and source of great strength countless hours wasted grinding. well, here's me saying it's time to get back on track!

Endurance is one of the most difficult disciplines, but it is to the one that endures that the final victory comes.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Thought of the day..

I think it's time i took a break from the internet. not a clean break, but a break nonetheless.

"We're just friends!" Kermit claimed

Lady gaga you frog butcherer you. back in early july, she did an interview in germany wearing a suit made out of kermits. poor kermit. i always liked him..



But last night, she was spotted at the 2009 MTV video awards with kermit as her date!

also via MTV.com

One can only imagine how miss piggy feels, but like beyonce says later that night, "Where my ring at!" hahaha...

Beyonce's performance at the 2009 VMAs was truly stunning, as can be said about the MJ tribute. Personally though, i found lady gaga's performance relied too much on getting the message across in a shocking way and didn't display any of her vocal or showmanship abilities. beyonce's smile at the end is just beautiful. ^_^



Madonna's speech was nice, and i won't even have to go into allegedlydrunk kanye west creating a scene because everyone knows already anyway.

I haven't heard the words MTV in sooo long, i realise that we kinda take cable tv on 52 inch plasma tvs for granted back home. if it weren't for clare, i'd be hopelessly outdated as a gen-y-er. (or am i a gen-x-er? who comes up with these things anyway?!?)

Monday, September 14, 2009

SOUR '日々の音色 (Hibi no neiro)'

collaborative webcamming to make a music video... can't say the song is catchy but imagine all the work behind it!



this is just so cool.

1 hour till my exam...

So far i've learnt 2 things:

1. Shaking your head to the Ting Tings - That's Not My Name is fun.

2. It really wakes you up.

3. It kinda makes you too dizzy to do last minute cramming...

My Apartment..

Okay this is just a bunch of random stuff i wonder about my apartment... i mean it's not like i come from the most normal of neighbourhoods (thanks to people like me that shall remain unnamed who move a bunch of dustbins to block the road and then go hide in the drain amid drunken giggling at 3am) but there are just some things that i'm still not used to...

1. Why are the walls so thin?? i can hear (like, literally, clunking sounds) of people who are plugging something into the wall in the next apartment. and if the guy in the next room kicks the wall in his sleep i get a shock (especially if it's 2 in the morning and i'm still not asleep..). sometimes i wonder if i'm angry enough, if i'd be able to punch through the walls hulk style. (or like that levi's commercial a while back where they run through a series of walls.)

WHY YOU KICK WALL!! HULK SMASHHHHH!!!

2. With the window open, i can hear people vacuuming their apartment at 1 in the morning. why do you vacuum your apartment at 1am? it's not an i-dropped-some-crumbs-and-i'm-anal vacuuming. this is a let-me-vacuum-my-whole-room-at-1am thing.

3. Not exactly my apartment, but there are people downstairs (well, it's a bar there after all, so i'd expect some dodgy folks) sitting on the roadside bench drinking beer in swimming trunks at midnight. not an old homeless man (eww imagine unwashed flab) i'm talking about a young guy.. the beach is 2km away. (what am i talking about.. it's midnight. pfft.)

4. For an apartment that's quite big, the ventilation is surprisingly bad.. not only have i set off the fire alarm once (apparently you don't deep fry with sunflower oil...) but smells linger... by coming out of my room, i can tell:
a) when indian housemate goes to the toilet
b) when landlord is going clubbing
c) exactly who cooked within the last 3 hours (we all have different palates)
d) sometimes i can even tell what they cooked
(microwave instant pizza smell makes me retch a bit now)
e) when the person n apartments away is frying chicken
(they must be damn fat, frying chicken at 2am to eat..)