EasyBreezyCandy

Alex and Tecksiong are currently playing Flight simulator, and.. basically it’s exactly everything needed to fly a real plane. Cept this is on PC. “Whooooaaah…. WOAAAH.” Great.

1 more week of uni and that’s the end of this sem, can you believe it? I’m gonna be here for a month. I’m thinking of popping by Sydney or Adelaide.

Oh and I do hate LG. I need a new phone.

I dunno why I just don’t feel like writing down every detail about my day like I used to, considering how I do so much more now. Maybe I just lost my inspiration.

Oh and I’m pretty fucked on my journalism assignment. I have no idea what to do, I was thinking about doing overly skinny models. But yeah. It’s due Friday but I wanna get it done on Tuesday so I don’t have to do assignment on my birthday! Buuuut, I’ve got BHS1712 test on Thursday 9am in the lecture hall. Thing is, I don’t go to the lecture and I don’t do the readings.

Oh boy.

I’m gonna be 18!

Sem break was awesome.

• MONSTER- The new guinea pig.
• MacBook Pro !
• Loads of catching up with friends.
• Alex’s 20th.

I would upload pics.. but I’m just so lazy. But I will one day!

If there’s any camera I’d long for, it’d be the Olympus Pen.

I think it’s plain gorgeous.

I think… I WANT ONE.

Misreading due dates can kill. I woke up to a text from Jonathan at 10pm from a 2 hour nap last night. “Eh, tomorrow hand in assignment where ar?”

My legs literally went numb. I hadn’t even bloody wrote a single word.

I replied, “BHS1712 right? due Friday la my dear boy”

5 seconds later, “due 17th la my dear girl.”

I wrote 2000 words on “Either you are with us, or you are with the terrorists” by George W. Bush. Fuck me, was the hardest assignment I had ever done. Ever.

Teck Siong was up all night with me and my cans of redbull. Honestly I wouldn’t give a fuck if it was a normal assignment, but this was bloody 50% of my grade. And I’m not the type to apply for extensions.

I watched the sun rise before falling asleep at 6am. Man, those redbulls really work. Slept for 3 hours, got up and finished up the essay.

Oh and before sleeping, I saw Jon’s pm, “VIVIAN. hand in assignment where ar?” cause  I was appearing offline. Hahahaha I figured I didn’t answer his question. I IMed him, “Done done done?”

“0 words la girl “

Jonathan, Jonathan. *tsktsk*

I felt so dead for the rest of the day. I had to skip tute for my assignment. I kinda lost my voice, and felt like puking every now and then.

I sound like some sorta pussy. But yes.. I just felt like sharing my moments of suffering with you guys. : )

It’s nothing, it’s so normal to you
Just stand there I could say so much
But I don’t go there cause I don’t want to
I was thinking if you were lonely
Maybe we could leave here and no one would know
At least not to the point that we would think so

Everyone here, knows everyone here is thinking about somebody else
It’s best if we all keep it under our heads
I couldn’t tell, if anyone here was feeling the way I do
But I’m lonely now, and I don’t know how
To get it back to good

And everyone here, hates everyone here for doing just like they do
It’s best if we all keep this quiet instead
And I couldn’t tell, why everyone here was doing me like
They do
But I’m sorry now, and I don’t know how
To get it back to good

Everyone here, is wondering what it’s like to be with somebody else
Everyone here’s to blame, everyone here
Gets caught up in the pleasure of the pain, everyone hides
Shades of shame, but looking inside we’re the same, we’re
The same
And we’re all grown now, but we don’t know how
To get it back to good

Some things change. It could be how you feel about certain things or people. You discover you can actually see people in a different light.

But, do you dare to see them in that light?

I dunno about you guys, but I feel really queer about how different people that you each have a special bond with suddenly all come together.

Last Thursday I was at Alex’s. Well Alex and Teck Siong’s place. (Why yes, one of my best buddies here and my boyfriend are now housemates.)  Usually on Thursday’s me and Teck go to Japanese and Brandon goes to French. Which is when I got the chance to introduce them. Yes, my good and ex highschool friend and my college buddy. And oh, we all happen to go to Monash in Melbourne!

Here comes the weird part.

Teck comes home with some groceries which were quite a load and suddenly Brandon enters after him helping him with the groceries. I stand there like, riiiight. How did I ever get here? In my boyfriend’s apartment which is also my friends apartment with my highschool mate. AND WE’RE ALL LINKED IN SOME WAY.

Okay, maybe doesn’t sound too strange to you guys. Just the whole, small world thing. But actually seeing it was.. a really funny feeling.

I GOT A GUINEA PIG. Which lives at Alex’s place.

His name is Sushi. And is very pampered by Alex. -_________-

Didn’t go to uni today, didn’t really have the best night last night. Couldn’t really be fucked to go for one tute anyways. Tuesdays are such a waste of time. Not to mention, sleep.

I’ve decided to start seeing things from others’ perspectives. They probably have their own points. Although I’m the type to keep two feet on the ground about what I think, like it or not, I’m going to have to soften up to make things work. It’s not a one sided thing here. Sacrifices, something I must learn.

Last night I finally got to visit the pool and the gym at my apartment. I mean, I’ve always known there was one but I never bothered. And each time I tried opening the door that was labelled, “Gymnasium and indoor pool” the door was locked. Last night I told Alex, “SEE? there really is a pool and gym! READ!”

We walked over. True enough, locked. Then I thought of something stupid, what if my HOUSEKEY could open the door?

I slipped the key in and turned, and voila. He was more amazed then I was. I mean pffft, common sense. Only residents can access the facilities! So therefore.. our housekey would work on it : D

The gym was kinda small, and the pool area looks kinda creepy. But hey, the pool is heated. Plus the lights are based on sensors. So the moment we walked in it magically switched on. I’m thinking of swimming tonight *gringrin*

 Came up and told Ying I checked out the pool. To which she was all “huh? what *pool*? there’s a pool in this apartment?!?!” -___-

Today I got up feeling like some home made breakfast. Been ages, plus I’ve got the day to myself. So I cooked an egg, bacon and mushrooms with apple+mango juice. (yes, i can cook now)

Gotta run some errands later and meet up with PetitePete! : )

These couple of days are just too damn shitty for my liking.

I’ve done a variety of things, Ikea and will be paying another trip again soon, girly time with Ying, and a haircut. It’s the shortest I’ve ever gone for my fringe, cause usually I tell them trim, and they do just trim. But this Korean lady went all out.

Oh well. As long as people says it looks good, I like it. HAHA. (Apart from you peter lee!)

But then, whatever I do or no matter how hard I try, these few days have still been crap.

Sometimes you wonder, when will you reach your limit? How much shit can you actually take? Cause ‘sorry’ actually has a usage limit.

GRAAAH. So many birthdays and events coming up. I NEED TO SAVE UP.

But NOOOO, I went and bought another box of puchi toys. And then. BLOODY LOST IT IN A RESTAURANT.

I have an assignment due tomorrow.. and I’m still not done. Why oh why Vivian, why don’t you EVER learn.

Eurgh, fuck me.

It’s such a pain to be living in the city when your Japanese class ends at 8:30pm in Clayton.

Last time I got home at 10pm. Which is kinda lame, cause I just missed the bus AND the train, and when I’m in the city I need to change trains to get back to Parliament station.

Buuut on Thursday, Christopher came to the rescue! Prolly heard me wailing about the train times, then suddenly went all “Want a ift? I’m going to the city”

I think my eyes did that weird thing that you see in cartoons, the sorta thing where your eyeballs expand by like 5 times? HAHA.

I got home at 9:30 pm. : )

Then Jonathan insisted to take me to uni. I told him straight in his face, “how could I ever trust you though Jonathan? YOU driving?”

I gave in. Only to run outta lecture cause omg the guest lecturer is so fucking boring.

Anyways last night, Nicholas and Lucas came to get me from uni back to their place to celebrate Nicholas’ birthday. They went to Caulfield cause they were.. just.. so.. stupid. They live in Clayton, just come to Monash clayton campus. I screamed that in the phone a few good times.

Conclusion, whenever there’s a party there must be smashing of cake at peoples faces. And I don’t even do anything wrong. -___________-

Another birthday party tonight. I pray, oh I do. Please no food fight.