Tuesday, February 23, 2010

oh my god.
its almost on par with unwritten law's "rest of my life".
and we all know how much i love ulaw.

you can all be sure this song will be on my wedding dinner playlist.
whoever i marry :p



Heeey, Heeeeey, Heeeeeey.
Your lipstick stains,
on the front lobe of my left side brains,
I knew I wouldn't forget ya,
and so I went and let you blow my mind.

Your sweet moon-beam,
the smell of you in every single dream I dream.
I knew when we collided,
you're the one I have decided,
Who's one of my kind.

Hey, Soul Sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo,
The way you move ain't fair you know.
Hey, Soul Sister,
I don't wanna miss a single thing you dooooo...
Tonight.

Heeey Heeeeey Heeeeeey...

Just in time, I´m so glad you have a one-track mind like me.
You gave my life direction,
A game show love connection, we can't deny...
I´m so obsessed, my heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest.
I believe in you, like a virgin you're Madonna,
And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind...

Hey, Soul Sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo,
The way you move ain't fair you know.
Hey, Soul Sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you dooooo...

Tonight, Way you can cut a rug,
Watching you's the only drug I need.
So gangster, I'm so thug,
You're the only one I'm dreaming of you see.

I can be myself now finally,
In fact there's nothing I can't be,
I want the world to see you be, with me

Hey, Soul Sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo,
The way you move ain't fair you know.
Hey, Soul Sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight...
Hey, Soul Sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you dooooo... Tonight.

Heeey, Heeeeey, Heeeeeey, tonight. Heeey, Heeeeey, Heeeeeey.Tonight.

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today was orientation, which means school hasnt started yet,
and im already stressed like a kookoobird.

we didnt even do anything today aside from sit in a conference room from 12-4pm,
and i came home dead tired and with a throbbing headache.

ive been looking forward to going back to uni,
coz i hate my job (shhh) and i cant quit (coz i feel bad) yet,
so going back to uni has allowed me to guiltlessly tell my boss that i can only work 2 days a week now,
and also coz i cant wait to actually learn things that are relevant to what i want to do for the rest of my life
(no more learning about photoreceptors in the eye, or the different memory stores in the brain, or the history of whatever theory of the whatever by the whoever).

there are 2 things i cannot currently reconcile, however.
which may be the reason i am stressed and also unable to sleep despite the fact that it is 0115 hours and i have to get up at 8am to go to the hospital for a checkup on my knee.

1) because i apparently come from the "preteeeegious" university in perth (i put it in inverted commas because i TRULY do not believe it to be that at all, seeing how low the cut-0ff point is, and also based on the fact that if you are paying international fees, you can fail your english test 839021 times and still get in if u pass the 839022nd time), where it has always been sooooooooo theoretical and therefore study study study and book-based learning which translates into the YOU HAVE TO GET GOOD GRADE ALL THE TIME mentality (also of course because you have to get a 70% average to get into honours), suddenly being told today by both members of staff as well as 2nd year masters students, that YOUR GRADES DO NOT MATTER ANYMORE AND ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS PASS, is extremely mind-boggling to me.

which leads to

2) i am doing the course part time this year, so that means i do only 2 units instead of 4. i have 4 textbooks to buy in total for these 2 units, which would cost 250$ish (yeah i know motherfucking expensive). only 1 of my units has a 40% exam, the other is all assignment-based, but those same members of staff and 2nd year students today, after saying that grades do not matter, kept stressing that we NEED TO DO OUR READINGS AND DONT GET BEHIND.

can somebody please tell me, WHY ON EARTH, IF I ONLY NEED TO PASS NOW, DO I NEED TO GO AND SPEND 250$ TO BUY THOSE FUCKING BOOKS WHICH U SAY ARE SOOOOO IMPORTANT TO READ, IF I DONT EVEN NEED TO STUDY THEM BECAUSE THERE IS ONLY 1 EXAM WHICH IS BASED ON CASE STUDIES AND NOT THE TEXTBOOKS ANYWAY?!?!?!?

am i making sense =/

basically, you want me to read expensive shit, when i dont need to read them because all i need to do is pass, and the assessments are assignments anyway which are based on videos we do with clients etc and have nothing to do with the readings?!?!

my god.

i am defintely 150% singaporean.
dont need to know, dont go and know.
just do what you need to do well in your exams/subjects.

so far this has worked very well for me.

no wonder my brain is all confuzzled now.
it doesnt know why it has to learn things if they're not going to be tested.

yes josh, i get it, its for my own good coz i'll need to know all this stuff for the future.
but thats the future lehhh.

now all i want is to do well at uni.

oh but wait,
i dont have to.
all i have to do is pass..

WHAT?!

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Saturday, February 20, 2010

about 6 years ago, because my boyf at the time was into aggro skating,
i somehow "traitor-ed" being a (bad) skateboarder and took up aggro skating.

i got my first pair of aggros at cash converters for like 80 bucks or something,
and then somehow managed to get enough money (from where i have no clue) to order a new funky pair of rollerblade trs alphas (like the cool kids had in that day) from the US for 400+$.

used to skate all the time.
at school, at the skate park, on the road...

and then i just didnt skate anymore (dont ask me why. no wonder im so fat now).

anyway yesterday i put on my skates for the first time in 5 years or whatever,
and got rewarded with a knee effusion and scraped elbow from falling down on the bike path.

spent 4 hours waiting at the hospital A&E department,
and got crutches!!!

ALL FREE!!! how shiok.
the free medical care lah ok not the injury.

knee is fucking painful and can just barely walk without dying.

fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

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Thursday, February 18, 2010

go HERE, press CTRL+F and type SEX.

and want to kill yourself coz there are seriously people like that.

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Sunday, February 14, 2010

vday 2010

happy valentines day everyone.

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Monday, February 08, 2010

byebye detective stabler

OMGGGGGGGG SUPER SADNESS CAN?!?!?!

*WAILS*

http://www.yourtv.com.au/news/index.cfm?i=179645

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Thursday, February 04, 2010

for those of you who dont know (which is prolly 99.9% of you),
ive been working at a kindy the for the last 2 days.

on-paper description of my job would prolly read something like
"school aide for autistic child".

in real life, my job comprises:
-making sure my 5-year old (in a class of 4-year olds) sits up straight on the mat for periods of 15-25mins at a time and keeps quiet while listening to the teacher talk about things he totally doesnt understand and could care less about,
-helping him write/paint/draw whatever his teachers have asked the kids to write/paint/draw on that day (which is usually whatever the hell they want anyway),
-making sure he doesnt stim (self-stimulate, what autstic kids do, which includes but is not limited to clapping, flapping, repeating the same song/words they've heard somewhere, jumping) off looking at the fan (he likes how it goes round and round) or off flapping with a piece of string/paper strip etc in his hand,
-keeping him occupied for 3 out of 6 hours of the day when the teachers are not doing anything structured with the kids (seriously, the kids are left to their own devices for half the day, not at a time but accumulatively) and they are left to play with/do whatever the hell they want,
-making sure he socializes with his friends (which he also couldnt care less about) by making him sit near the other kids while he does something, build something with the other kids, run around with the other kids,
-making sure he sits nicely at the table when eating morning tea/lunch by saying "legs down" and nudging him 10899303 times,
-dragging him around outside during sport time coz he wont run/skip/jump on his own in accordance to the teacher's instructions...

please bear in mind that this kid has effectively no verbal ability apart from being able to say simple things like yes, no, mama, go. so you cannot hold a conversation with him at all. he is also very bad at holding his attention, so when you ask him to do something/ask him a yes/no question, you need to say it at least 3 times before you get a response. and then you have to help him do whatever it is you asked him to do most of the time also. he also stims A LOT, and when he is not stimming off looking at the fan go round and round, he will be stimming with a piece of paper or clapping his hands non stop. so half the time i am holding his hands down, which he of course struggles and attempts to worm away from. he is also very happy to wonder off on his own when outside, and wont join in activities unless i force him to by standing behind him and holding him, so when its sport time, i have to literally drag him and make him do what the teacher wants the kids to do. during free time, which i have said, is pretty much half the damn day that the kids are at "school" (i put this in inverted commas because i really dunno wtf they are teaching them coz i havent seen any teaching going on yet), he is happy to push his tractor around the room 2893021 times (again, stimming off watchin the wheels go round and round) so i have to force him to do something constructive like put blocks in it, put animals in it, push in the other direction etc).

the whole damn day i am forcing him to do shit he doesnt want to do.

the best thing is that until the first day of school, i had never met this kid in my life.

how the heck was i supposed to know what kinda kid he was, what he was/wasnt capable of doing (e.g. sitting still, speaking etc).

when i got home on tuesday (first day of school), my legs were killing me, and they still are now.
also have a bruise on my arm from him grabbing me coz he was scared yesterday (that one not his fault lah so i dont blame him).

of course, i am earning quite a bit (no, not because my pay is high, but because i work 6 hours with him in a day),
but if someone wanted to come and do this job for me,
i would give it to them in a flash.

thats not to say that i dont like the kid, coz i do.
he is really cute and when he smiles/laughs, you cant help but melt.

its just that the job is really hard (i DO NOT enjoy challenges. and my boyfriend will tell you that i would be happy sitting in an office doing data entry if it paid the same wage which i suspect it does at some companies coz my pay is FUCKALL),
and before i can get good at it,
i have to leave this kid coz im starting uni.

my boss is seriously wtf, not at times, but all the time.
cannot find people to do a job,
just anyhow throw anyone who is available.

even if it is to the detriment of everyone, including the kid.

i mean, can you imagine, the poor kid,
after getting used to me, has to deal with a new therapist who will again have to learn everything about him and the school "structure" from scratch coz she doesnt know anything.

thank fuck i dont have to work until monday.

but then once that comes,
its 845-3, 845-6 and 845-6 till wednesday.

fucking hell.

come on, 17th of feb, come on.

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Monday, February 01, 2010

just got off the phone (omg my phone bill when it comes but whatever) after finding out that something happened to someone after chatting on facebook with her...

finally!!! the thing that we've been talking about for sooooo long has finally happened and im soooooooo happy for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

congratulations my dearrrrrrrrrrrie.

just PLEASE dont have the wedding in non-school holiday time or i will beat you.

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