This year is gonna be an interesting year as i balance becoming a 'retiring senior' and get caught u being an active AO. This year's batch of freshers promises to be good fun. Not least 'cos they cleaned out the bar at our cocktail party. 4 bottles of 1.25l vodka and 4 bottles of tequila in 3 hours is definitely a mean feat.
it's the 2nd last day of o week and just as i got into the groove of it it's getting to an end. Yeah, spend a couple of the first few days in a daze but i realise since magical mystery and getting tipsy with some of them, i am actually enjoying this getting to know you business. Alcohol does it all! (especially when you don't have to worry about selling it, etc).
I think so far O week's been a blast! More numbers to every event than ever before. Can't decide if it's because of the sheer volume of people or just their enthusiasm! i'd say both.
Will post pictures as they appear because I'm not taking them... left that to the photographer (whenever i could grab one).
My world will still be engrossed in O week til after the Meet the Seniors party tomorrow.. and then it's figuring out my birthday! I'm pretty set - Thursday Commencement, Friday Fang's Housewarming... i don't even have to throw my own party! =)
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
O week has begun...
First Night.
Room cram.
Screaming.
No more voice....
p.s: Gong Hei Fatt Choy!
p.p.s: I love my O weekers and I like my O week group (so far)
Room cram.
Screaming.
No more voice....
p.s: Gong Hei Fatt Choy!
p.p.s: I love my O weekers and I like my O week group (so far)
Friday, February 16, 2007
Pre-O week
Just a quick update before the day itself.
Things seems to be falling into place, we're feeling pretty relaxed to be honest. Stuff's been done with many late nights and little sleep. And also no social life, but O week's worth it!
I'm feeling happier in my less dusty little room, and ordering people around is a bit of a perk.
Power tripping!
No, i haven't picked anyone up yet. "It's against House policy". So they say anyway.
The dance is pretty on. Anyone who wants to look silly, I'm happy to teach you. =)
I'll be doing lots of silly things in the coming days and still trying to be a good leader. I think somewhere at the back of my head I still know that I'm one of the youngest in the group though. hhhmm.... it does make you a little less confident, but my strangeness makes up for it all!
I miss everyone and I hope to see you guys soon but til then enjoy scoffing down your new year treats, gobble a little bit more for me... Gamble and win! Then take me out for lunch, and Gong Hei Fatt Choy into the year of the Pig!
*HuGz* and *MuAkS*
p.s: damien, i'll try not to terrorise your brother, although a lot of people think ashley's a girl. =)
Things seems to be falling into place, we're feeling pretty relaxed to be honest. Stuff's been done with many late nights and little sleep. And also no social life, but O week's worth it!
I'm feeling happier in my less dusty little room, and ordering people around is a bit of a perk.
Power tripping!
No, i haven't picked anyone up yet. "It's against House policy". So they say anyway.
The dance is pretty on. Anyone who wants to look silly, I'm happy to teach you. =)
I'll be doing lots of silly things in the coming days and still trying to be a good leader. I think somewhere at the back of my head I still know that I'm one of the youngest in the group though. hhhmm.... it does make you a little less confident, but my strangeness makes up for it all!
I miss everyone and I hope to see you guys soon but til then enjoy scoffing down your new year treats, gobble a little bit more for me... Gamble and win! Then take me out for lunch, and Gong Hei Fatt Choy into the year of the Pig!
*HuGz* and *MuAkS*
p.s: damien, i'll try not to terrorise your brother, although a lot of people think ashley's a girl. =)
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Why oh why did i leave you, 301?
For some reason, i am really depressed right now.
I hate the state of this apartment. It's like one of those crappy motels where someone gets murdered - you know, in those B-grade movies.
Creamy yellow walls with white fluorescent light = bleak.
Wardrobe with shit hanging space and even more shit drawer-space = room that looks like a hurricane that swept up half of a clothing warehouse just hit it.
Midget ass TV with shit reception and an antenna that's halfway off the wall adds to the motel feel.
Dust bunny that flew up in the air while i was unpacking from the air cond just makes it feel like noone's been in here since a decade ago. Plus it's kicking up my allergies.
The shower is temperamental 'cos it takes ages for temperature change and the hot water tap will randomly make machine gun noises.
The same machine-gun like noises are uttered by the air-cond.
The toilet will not stop flushing if you don't pull the lever back up.
Black feet after walking in my own home = this is a terrible condition for a room to be in.
i'm not happy at all.
maybe it's just the lack of sleep, the anticipation of a hell of a long week or general grumpiness.
Poeple say i'll learn to love it in time. I call that resignation.
I hate the state of this apartment. It's like one of those crappy motels where someone gets murdered - you know, in those B-grade movies.
Creamy yellow walls with white fluorescent light = bleak.
Wardrobe with shit hanging space and even more shit drawer-space = room that looks like a hurricane that swept up half of a clothing warehouse just hit it.
Midget ass TV with shit reception and an antenna that's halfway off the wall adds to the motel feel.
Dust bunny that flew up in the air while i was unpacking from the air cond just makes it feel like noone's been in here since a decade ago. Plus it's kicking up my allergies.
The shower is temperamental 'cos it takes ages for temperature change and the hot water tap will randomly make machine gun noises.
The same machine-gun like noises are uttered by the air-cond.
The toilet will not stop flushing if you don't pull the lever back up.
Black feet after walking in my own home = this is a terrible condition for a room to be in.
i'm not happy at all.
maybe it's just the lack of sleep, the anticipation of a hell of a long week or general grumpiness.
Poeple say i'll learn to love it in time. I call that resignation.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Lessons from the Day
First Lesson of the Day: It Ain't Over Til It's Over
Lenny Kravitz once sang:
Girl from First Embassy Encounter: "Oh, your details should be updated by the end of the day. It's all done.
First e-mail from eVisa people: "You must send us your details to be processed. Do NOT go to the high commission until we tell you to. Do NOT pass Go. Do NOT collect $200."
Girl from Second Embassy Encounter: "Look, I don't understand what you are talking about. You must wait for the e-mail from Australia. We can't do anything. [me: But what if i don't get it in time? I'm flying on Sunday] Then you have to postpone or cancel your flight. You cannot go into Australia without your Visa." (gee thanks, noone heard that in this open room.)
Second e-mail from eVisa people: [what second e-mail?]
Gggrr... she was so unfriendly that nasty girl. Put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.
This whole holiday has been chasing after government offices, i can understand now why people go on killing sprees.
Which leads me on to my Second Lesson of the Day: Worse Things Could Happen
After dealing with the embassy, I went with my mum to PWTC to check out this War Crime Exhibition. If anyone is looking for a good horror movie, don't. This exhibition is really really chilling. It wasn't just the eerily deformed mannequins of babies, the maimed plastic limbs sticking out of mock rubble, the haunting recorded screams and cries of men, women and children alike and the splattered red paint on the walls and floor. What scares you the most in the exhibition is the fact that all those things had happened, at some point in time and, for all we know, are still happening today. We all know (or should know) about the Vietnam War, the Gulf War, the Iraqi War, the Intifada and Abu Ghraib. It's pretty much stats and facts and stories i hear in Arts all the time, but they made it really graphic so it had a big impact.
I wanna talk about something i learned today.
DU. Depleted Uranium
It is: what is leftover when the more highly radioactive substances are taken out for use in nuclear weapons. That means a use needs to be found for it and its density and ability to penetrate easily means it's ideal for artillery and armour.
However, DU still has levels of radiation high enough to affect the people exposed to it. DU is, particle-wise, smaller than a white blood cell, therefore gets absorbed into the bloodstream really easily.
Like it's notorious cousin, Agent Orange, used excessively in the Vietnam War, its impacts are often only noticed long after the war - in the form of birth defects, cancers and other health complications.
You can read more about DU here. I can just say that the pictures in the exhibition were disturbing, to put it extremely mildly, and it was difficult to go on doing what we do everyday knowing that people did that. People who mostly went unpunished.
If you would like an insight into the depth of human misery. Go to this exhibiton.
If you think that your life cannot get any worse. Go to this exhibition.
If you need to feel passionately enough to make a difference. Go to this exhibition.
If knowing the world is cruel makes you manic depressive, consider just reading up the matter.
I think it's worth just taking a walk around. Doesn't cost anything but gives you something to think about. Be warned though, graphic imagery is rather gruesome and there were times when i felt like just bolting outside. It's on at PWTC until Feb 11th.
i'm sorry this is all a little wordy but we've all seen and heard enough about wars and war crimes in the paper and on TV. The pictures are too gruesome for me to put up here.
If you INSIST on visual imagery, google Guantanamo, Abu Ghraib, Agent Orange and Landmines. You know they're all products of a dirty war.
Lenny Kravitz once sang:
So many tears I've criedWhat he failed to mention was that he meant nightmares, not relationships. Today, I relived a nightmare. Figuring something was wrong with my Visa (the fact that the new passport doesn't show up on the online database was a good sign), i decided to go back to the Australian High Comm. Fortunately, only 5 minutes away as opposed to the half hour drive to Putrajaya. Just so you have an idea of the mixed responses I have been receiving:
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over
Girl from First Embassy Encounter: "Oh, your details should be updated by the end of the day. It's all done.
First e-mail from eVisa people: "You must send us your details to be processed. Do NOT go to the high commission until we tell you to. Do NOT pass Go. Do NOT collect $200."
Girl from Second Embassy Encounter: "Look, I don't understand what you are talking about. You must wait for the e-mail from Australia. We can't do anything. [me: But what if i don't get it in time? I'm flying on Sunday] Then you have to postpone or cancel your flight. You cannot go into Australia without your Visa." (gee thanks, noone heard that in this open room.)
Second e-mail from eVisa people: [what second e-mail?]
Gggrr... she was so unfriendly that nasty girl. Put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.
This whole holiday has been chasing after government offices, i can understand now why people go on killing sprees.
Which leads me on to my Second Lesson of the Day: Worse Things Could Happen
After dealing with the embassy, I went with my mum to PWTC to check out this War Crime Exhibition. If anyone is looking for a good horror movie, don't. This exhibition is really really chilling. It wasn't just the eerily deformed mannequins of babies, the maimed plastic limbs sticking out of mock rubble, the haunting recorded screams and cries of men, women and children alike and the splattered red paint on the walls and floor. What scares you the most in the exhibition is the fact that all those things had happened, at some point in time and, for all we know, are still happening today. We all know (or should know) about the Vietnam War, the Gulf War, the Iraqi War, the Intifada and Abu Ghraib. It's pretty much stats and facts and stories i hear in Arts all the time, but they made it really graphic so it had a big impact.
I wanna talk about something i learned today.
DU. Depleted Uranium
It is: what is leftover when the more highly radioactive substances are taken out for use in nuclear weapons. That means a use needs to be found for it and its density and ability to penetrate easily means it's ideal for artillery and armour.
However, DU still has levels of radiation high enough to affect the people exposed to it. DU is, particle-wise, smaller than a white blood cell, therefore gets absorbed into the bloodstream really easily.
Like it's notorious cousin, Agent Orange, used excessively in the Vietnam War, its impacts are often only noticed long after the war - in the form of birth defects, cancers and other health complications.
You can read more about DU here. I can just say that the pictures in the exhibition were disturbing, to put it extremely mildly, and it was difficult to go on doing what we do everyday knowing that people did that. People who mostly went unpunished.
If you would like an insight into the depth of human misery. Go to this exhibiton.
If you think that your life cannot get any worse. Go to this exhibition.
If you need to feel passionately enough to make a difference. Go to this exhibition.
If knowing the world is cruel makes you manic depressive, consider just reading up the matter.
I think it's worth just taking a walk around. Doesn't cost anything but gives you something to think about. Be warned though, graphic imagery is rather gruesome and there were times when i felt like just bolting outside. It's on at PWTC until Feb 11th.
i'm sorry this is all a little wordy but we've all seen and heard enough about wars and war crimes in the paper and on TV. The pictures are too gruesome for me to put up here.
If you INSIST on visual imagery, google Guantanamo, Abu Ghraib, Agent Orange and Landmines. You know they're all products of a dirty war.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Reindeers in February?
For some obscure reason, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer was stuck in my head while i took my shower (proven best place to have a good ponder). For the unacquainted, the story goes a little like this.
Rudolph was considered a freak for his "very shiny nose" that, even if you saw, would "say it glows". Poor Rudolph was different from other reindeer who "used to laugh and call him names". Furthermore, they didn't let him "join in any reindeer games". But, as soon as Santa (clearly) uses Rudolph to guide his sleigh, "the reindeer loved him" to bits.
It's a Christmas song, we're meant to get some goody two shoes message from it, aren't we?
Well, it just teaches you that the world is cruel. If you're a freak, people will make fun of you. But, as soon as freak becomes the latest trend, you're the talk of the town.
Lessons from the song:
1) Reindeer make fickle friends. Heck, the world is full of fickle friends. Tease you one day, love you the next.
2) Santa uses people. He didn't do anything when the other reindeer were making fun of poor Rudolph before, right? But suddenly when it's dark and you can use a bright shiny nose... ooohh.. THEN Rudolph can go down in history.
3) Freaks have it tough - especially finding who their real friends are.
A little reindeer retribution.
Cartoon taken from this website. A few other good reindeer ones here. =)
p.s: No, this is not some analogy about back-stabbing friends in my life. Nor am i calling myself a freak. Hhmm.... but it would've been good eh?
Rudolph was considered a freak for his "very shiny nose" that, even if you saw, would "say it glows". Poor Rudolph was different from other reindeer who "used to laugh and call him names". Furthermore, they didn't let him "join in any reindeer games". But, as soon as Santa (clearly) uses Rudolph to guide his sleigh, "the reindeer loved him" to bits.
It's a Christmas song, we're meant to get some goody two shoes message from it, aren't we?
Well, it just teaches you that the world is cruel. If you're a freak, people will make fun of you. But, as soon as freak becomes the latest trend, you're the talk of the town.
Lessons from the song:
1) Reindeer make fickle friends. Heck, the world is full of fickle friends. Tease you one day, love you the next.
2) Santa uses people. He didn't do anything when the other reindeer were making fun of poor Rudolph before, right? But suddenly when it's dark and you can use a bright shiny nose... ooohh.. THEN Rudolph can go down in history.
3) Freaks have it tough - especially finding who their real friends are.
A little reindeer retribution.
Cartoon taken from this website. A few other good reindeer ones here. =)
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Sometimes the clouds cover the sun... but not all cloudy days are bad?
Under this national raincloud
I'm getting soaked to the skin
Trying to find my umbrella
But i dunno where to begin
Cos i'm under the weather...
~KT Tunstall~
This is the part where Kee Hong swoops in asking "Soo.... what's up lah?"
And i say "Not really over him yet also."
Enough said?
The holiday's nearly over. 1 week left in Malaysia.
I feel like i haven't spent enough time with my parents. But actually, 2 trips and many hours at home later, i think i have.
I feel like i haven't seen my Stella friends enough. But 1 missed Phuket trip and various sessions out on Thursday nights later, we haven't done too badly.
I feel like i haven't seen my IH friends enough. But i see more than enough of them in Melbourne.
I feel like I've wasted one holiday doing nothing. Most days, yeah.
I feel like I've still got so much to do. *sigh* isn't it always like that though?
I feel like I don't know what to do with my life. 6 career changes (or imagined ones) in 1 month later and yeah, i think i'm pretty spot on.
Dissatisfied, unfulfilled and lonely.
Maybe it's just the beer talking.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Headline of the Day
It was disgusting to read this headline.
Fancy that.
We're too smart for our own good, aren't we?
Humans 'very likely' making earth warmer
Fancy that.
We're too smart for our own good, aren't we?
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