I love food. YES I DO!
And with my weight like this now, it’s so difficult to have to eat less and not have meat for half of the week. What frustrated me most is that extremely thin housemate of mine...who is by the way underweight, counting her calories in this winter time where one gets hungry a lot and not eating any meat while making sure she doesn’t gain weight. So ironic and yet so frustrating. And the worst thing, she believes that a person only needs 4 hours of sleep and has even resorted to “anti-dose” pills to ensure that she stays awake and thin.
Coming from someone who enjoys the luxury of food, I believe when you have the capacity to enjoy it…do so with all your heart as long as you are healthy, NOT anorexic. I mean of course in moderation la. Don’t torture yourself and your body unnecessarily.
Well so here I am complaining. There has been much talk about my messenger nick stating that “it’s depressing when you’re in people’s country!” which in a way is not that depressing just stressful when trying to penetrate their system to be one of them. Yes, as most of you already know, I am dreaming of an Australian PR (permanent residency) yet it is very difficult considering I took on a course that any Tom, Dick and Harry could do…also know as a non-skilled and non-professional job.
But I do enjoy the challenge. And I am happy enjoying the country and people I have met.
Like that day I went to King’s park with my cell group members for a picnic. I never thought eating in the dark was fun. But seeing the moon rise….fantastic! Watching the reflection of the moon on the river? Breathless. The picture does not capture it as it is. So, just try to imagine k.
My First Article
Yupz....I am currently writing my first article for a Western Australia Football League called Pheonix Demons and it is very very stressful. Making sure you have the right information so you do not get sued. Especially when it is just for a community newspaper yet the stress is just immense. So well, now I know, the benefits of the newsroom was not for free. It's to help those poor journalism students in times of stress.
But all in all, I guess its a good experience.
On the other hand, I am starting to feel lonely and also fatter cuz the cold is making me a pig kakaka. I am stuffing my face like crazy due to the fact that the chilly nights makes me burn more energy and also eat more akakaka.
Here I am, sittig in a friends house finally able to go to sites without being blocked by some stupid Curtin Restriction thing. And its a wonderful place. From here you can see the same sight from King's Park. And it is fantastic...on a hill and all you see out your window is the river and the city from afar. Beautiful...the price...??/ AUS$215 a week...how to survive man....its about RM 2.4k a month....my small little room is already AUS$114 a week...but it is student accomodation tho...
Anyway I do miss everyone back home. My lovely pictures and memories that keep me alive....especially Hong Kong trip, my trip to Elena's kampung, Laila and her laptop...its a very weird picture of her....and my 21st birthday party......oh and the latest raya at Elena's hse...akakka that was funny...I had put on so much weight...her mom was shocked...jaws dropping akkakaka. Tular Erin...need to diet fast kakakak
BAD WEEK...STRESS WEEK
DO ALL YOU GUYS WANT TO ME...BUT I WILL STILL CONTINUE BEING THE NICE PERSON I AM. No matter how many of you think I'm stupid and too soft for being nice. Well YEAH...I am...and so you guys out there who thinks that they can make fun of me...GO AHEAD. I still will be nice. I don't care what you do.
Ok ok...sorry....before all this ranting began...let me tell you the stories (note the "ies"!)
Well, last night in my flat. Things were not going too well with the Ya Ya sisters that were the initial occupants in this flat. Yes, sometimes they act as if they own the flat but I give them that because they have seniority over me. So, this 2 girls got into a fight yesterday and were avoiding each other and banging the doors to show their tantrums. True to it all, the tension was thick in the house. My next door room neighbor Natasha is seriously one cool chick. She is immune to it and just goes on her own way. I however nice as I am...tried to be sweet and accommodating so try to soften the atmosphere up. Needless to say, blur old me stepped on a tail while doing so. I accidentally switched on the oven when one of the girls(1) were baking a cake. As I was already tired and stressed, I didn't realize it till I had finished grilling my bread. So here I am, shocked to see a cake inside burnt. I asked the other Ya Ya sister (2) about the cake...and in her anger she just said "It's her cake. I don't care. It's not for anyone special anyway". And when I was trying to confess to the girl (1) that I burnt her cake...she just continued talking on the phone all night long and had male callers. So ok fine...I'm not gonna disturb her. I will tell her the next day...
The next day arrives. And what do I hear? My bowl is broken. Only my bowl was broken by Ya Ya sister (1) falling from a shelf with 5 other bowls. Vengeance of a woman. But come on, you angry at me...scold me...ask me to pay for the burnt flour...don't offer your cakes to me anymore....but Nooooooo......go break my stuff. What next? My plates?
Sadly, the bad news doesn't end there. A guy I went out with for "ONE date and never called again" many years ago suddenly contacted my on MSN. Just to chat and talk about things and say that he was scared to contact because he thought I was too good for him. I thought what bull was that. If you really liked someone you would still keep in contact no matter if you can get her or not. Well, his real reason for contacting me again? To tell me...that I have grown fatter...and I presume laugh with his other friends about how lucky he was to have not contacted me. Well HA HA...had your laugh...not go back to your stupid alcoholic life.
This post was initially to talk about my wonderful outing at Kings Park for a nice night picnic. But the pictures cants seem to be loaded. Sorry! It's a sucky week for me....apologies to all that had to endure my bad moods.....
SERVICE DENIED. Yup...I got rejected by that faithful servant so now I am on my own. Risking it all...sneaking around trying to get into non-academic sites.
So what has been going on with me?
Ok...its almost autumn now so the weather has been a bitch. Last week was all cold with chilly winds....starting the days off with 14 degrees and freezing me at night at 9 degrees. And it was the week me and my housemates decided to watch "Babel" at the Burswood lawn...in our thick coats and non-melting ice cream. Sorry my pictures is under hostage by my housemate who is with her bf in Melbourne during this 2 week Easter break. YES...here in Perth...the great holidays are not Chinese New Year or Raya...its Good Friday & Easter. So while all my LUCT friends are slogging away with their assignments I am bumming my ass in my room doing nothing but stare at my Family Guy series flash thru my eyes.
Ok....so I stay in this really nice...flat which as 2 bathrooms, 2 showers, a living room and 6 rooms. My room is small but comfy. The scary part is that my window faces the back fence and sometimes you just hear people walking past...shocking you out of your wits. But it's lovely none the less...and flooded with "barbie" (Aussie's way of saying bbq) pit everywhere.
Mine is at the ground floor
Oh ....and my uni is big....it takes me 10 minutes to walk from my house across the street to uni but to walk from 1 end of the uni to another is like ....*DANG* 15 mins. So no more heels for me. Boy...at these times....I can say LUCT is small...and I miss wearing heels everywhere I go. Now, walking with heels means blisters and sore for a week. No kidding!
My Uni...around the flags area is where I would sit for lunch
Oh...this I need to brag about. I have my own newsroom...filled with phone for the reporters..i.e. me to use.....and bombarded with free printing and loads and loads of MACs.....all just for journalism students...HOW COOL IS THAT? So if you got a story to write...all the resources are there for you.
I did go down to Fremantle for the 2nd time with a friend from Sabah, Nando's waitress Joni and her neat-crazy housemate Sharon. Freemantle is like a land in itself...lost in time! Look at the stores and everything. And you know in between that...there is a subway....and hungry jacks (Aus version of Burger King with loads of BACON...!!!*drool*)
Lastly, I'm taking internet design this semester meaning I need to learn XHTML and CCS...dangit....How did Laila ever do this?? It's crazy...but the lecturer is nice...so I hope it goes well... But I still don't understand why I chose the topic on Cats....should I instead have done on Malaysia?
P.S. - Eh I dunno how to use blogspot anymore...why cant change fonts and picture size oledi wan?? *sob* Did I mention its dark oledi here!!!!