Turning into an unintentional vegetarian with a fullmoon-esque carnivorous craving for a perfectly cooked steak.

I can't explain this.

Also found a new favourite pizza that is

- surprise, surprise (or not) -

vegetarian.

#Hastags

How can people possibly have more hashtags/tags than words in a post? IDGI. I face a stony-wall of Where Should I Begin whenever I need to tag a post. And then some sites like Wordpress has Categories, Tags and Subtags (or something like that), which should actually make things easier to find but looking at how the a fair number of people are turning into extreme taggers....

Happening sia

For a supposed week of intensive study/preparation before finals, it has been very eventful.

The shit hit the fan tonight. Or perhaps calling it a nuclear meltdown might be more appropriate. While spectacularly fascinating, it's also potentially damaging and I shouldn't watch people crash&burn. That said, I don't even know where or how to begin picking up the pieces; it's feels foreign to be rendered this helpless.

Next drunk person who tries something stupid is going to get ass-whooped so bad.

Like broken arm kind of bad.

Meanwhile,

I finally met someone whom I hold much distaste for. 

I am

not. amused.
Physical payback is amateurish.
Just wait for it.
Pissed off.

A Dilemming lemming

Two in the morning and it's one of those great ponderous moment while my roommate is changing her bedsheets after living it up in Switzerland for the past eight days.

The past eight weeks. Feels like it's passing too fast. My greatest dilemma is not if I should skip classes. How many, is the question. And how feasible.

Ever get the impression that new things are fleeting until they're familiar? Familiarity and attachment are kind of on separate continuums. At least, that is the image in my head; they diverge somewhere. A friend (with pretty brown eyes) leaves for home tomorrow - far too soon. And it was with some, perhaps slightly unexpected, sorrow that I bid a drawn-out farewell in between bouts of Macarena & the most famous German song in the world (according to the Germans). (It's all about timing - leave before the next song is played else you'll get pulled into the conga-line all too quickly.)

Fleeting is when the friendship's at the border of I just met you and Let's hangout more often. Then the earth caves and you're reflexively grasping at the other person's hand. Familiarity is pieces of old friends you see in the new. Like the slow smiles, bear hugs on tiptoes (cos people are generally tall around here) and random dancing to the music, which remind me of the lovely pals from Chile. Attachment is discovering how the new complements the familiarity, realising that they reflect some part of yourself, and liking it (narcissism?).

var AmIMakingSense?
if(AmIMakingSense? == True)
   print ('Well&Good.');
else
   print ('It's 3am. What do you expect.');

Probably 10 000 errors with the syntax. I kind of miss programming.

Most. Awkward. Phone. Conversation. Ever. :|

And note to self: Don't bring up France when talking about the London weather.

Absolute

This week brought with it quantum fuzziness (not the duckling), increased entropy and ironically, a kind of certainty that originates from some place divine. History repeats itself, I know that, but I didn't expect it to be this soon. I'll handle it better this time, or at least try my best to.

Dilemming: Person in a dilemma. Hehe.

Time passes quickly today when you're absorbed in your work. This afternoon's two-hour parachute making project overshot by two hours. Imagine rummaging through drawers, emptying containers, making the floor your workspace and creating from scratch. Oh, it's been absolute ages since I did craft work like that. Made a right mess - sticky tape, thread, bits of plastic everywhere and a box of staples that exploded like fireworks - but it's so lovely to revisit that childhood (:

The Day Coffee Failed Me

I drank a cup of coffee this morning in hopes that the caffeine would sustain me through the day but alas, my head met the desk in the second lecture.

C++ MAKES ME SAD.

Also, the most popular question I receive now is, "So, when are you gonna get a boyfriend?" or some variation of it. While chitchatting with the ladies & gents in church today, every single one of them posted aforementioned query. That is in addition to kpo inquiries from various concerned (*coughs) individuals. What! Is! This! The whole.damn.world. is on my case and it's not.amusing.anymore.okay??? >:/ Evidently agitated because having to constantly outrightly dodge/ politely sidestep the same damn question (since it's none of your business) is annoying and repetitive. STOP ITTTTT or I'll stop being polite.

Camp Madness

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Okay. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me (Philippians 4:13).
& I will not let fatigue-induced grumpiness get to me.

I have evil freckles, apparently.

The Source of My Eccentricity ♥

"That's me. That's your dad, cos he's the tallest, followed by you and Ade. & the last one's your idiosyncratic sister."

"Thanks mom. Nice to know you named your toes after us."

"What? NO! You were all named after my toes!"

Dear Headache

Yes, OKAY, you win the award for holding the longest drum concert in my head. Whoopeedoo.
Now go away dammit.

Sincerely
My Finals Are In Two Weeks & I Need To Start Studying.

Note To Self

Summer break experimentation:
Find ideal dosage of coffee.

Evidently, one packet is WAY TOO MUCH for me (& I just don't learn). Let's hope I can sleep tonight.

Alternatively, sticking to tea might be better.

Never again.

Never, ever, ever again.
No way in hell.
Over my dead body.

So I was wondering,

stomach growling does not necessarily equate to being hungry right?
Cos I had a pretty heavy dinner four hours and it's impossible for my food to be metabolised that quickly.

Irony

During last year's sports camp, I faced five days of sun, sand, water, whatnot (basically, The Outdoors) and I didn't get sunburned at all. I merely, in the words of  friend, acquired a healthy tan (which kind of implied I didn't look very healthy before that).

Today's weather was one of grey clouds crowding the sky, incessant rain and barely any hint of strong, direct sunlight. Yet I got sunburned, and acquired a blister along with a few scratches here&there.

Srsly, how is this possible?

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In other news, long bus-rides and interesting conversations are awesome (: The Harboufront hawker centre has nice two-dollar carrot cake. I am still in need of one more mod :/

It's All About Context

"I like to watch them die because I hate them."

My sister cracks me up.

A 5 Minute Thought Vomit

Why. EG, don't like you. Soo annoyed. Won't die. Sleep early today, 8am lectures oh yay. Why not? Ayam penyet was good today. Phee ♥, chat more another day (: Extra chocolatey cookies Round 2 - M&S is awesome - lipids aside. Must exercise MOAR. I digress. Vectors in all directions, no? Dinner at home tomorrow. Is it worth it? :( Need my music. How're you? Full of sighs. Don't understand. Haven't seen much of most people these days. Pheel phat. Finals - don't want it to arrive, can't wait for it to be over. Can thoughts be differentiated? Then what's the equation of the tangent of my thoughts time, t? Hello Goodbye, it's been a while. Shall visit your hideout one day. Stay away from Bill, no seriously. Which big shirt can I throw on tomorrow? Big comfy bear hugs, I want. :/ Why so emo? Need sleep. Shall sleep. Callum - cutest little kid on earth. Where are the pretty photos! Can't wait for the next CARE Camp. Miss my campers. That wrinkle in time. Made a mistake. Euphoria please come back. I don't get you, you, you, & you & you && you. It's getting harder & harder to breathe. Oh no, two minutes left. Phone dying slowly; screen, stop sulking. Apples. Selective forgetting doesn't work with people. Evil paradox. But it fascinates. Keep me intrigued, pretty please. Haven't played chess in a while :( Way above the chimney tops. I think you're rather interesting too. Lobotomy. There lies the lines waiting to be crossed. Music fill the air. So extreme, Christine. I don't scare myself enough. My subconscious opposes me too much. Remove the mental thumbdrive. Wanna pour my thoughts into a giant fish bowl & watch them swim around.

Eyes Wide Shut

In between constant bouts of hunger and pensiveness, I'd say that my newly implemented 2-week mugging period has been coming along swimmingly well. This momentous event also needs a snazzier name. Perhaps, something along the lines of Function V Cube (for Veni Vedi Vici). Can also be known as Squish The Bug(s), but the former sounds more... inspiring, I suppose.

Anyway, that first line was me being very optimistic.

It has been a mere 4 days and there already resides a desperate voice in my head crying ,"You need a life!!!", and I concur although my stubborn streak is BENT on diedie-sticking to this plan. Okay, fine, call it perseverance if you must. This perseverance thing - half of me wants to ditch it completely while the other half is being all wise & sage-like reminding the punk-half about long-term vs short-term satisfaction. And invariably, I bow to that kind of logic - for a moment or two - before toying with Ideas (of what to do after Function V Cube terminates). *fiddles fingers*

In other news,

Had to doodle this out. The whole grapefruit (if you haven't realised by now) with a lisp thought-packet has been running circles in my head for quite a while. Grupfruht sounds pretty cool huh?

Evidently, I am fatigued. Adios.