been feeling superly tired lately.
gave blood today too, and there were complications with my iron levels and whatnot so they actually had to take a blood test and check with some medical officer before they took my blood.
apparently my iron levels have dropped more than 20 grams in the last three months. i feel like i've lost something.
the needle they used to suck my blood for the donation was three times bigger than the one for the blood test, but the blood test was more freaking painful.
pain is not my friend.
on the upside, i am potentially maybe hopefully saving 2.5 lives XD.
the food they gave me was good, the free toy i got was cute, and i made a new friend.
AND... the nurse saw how much i loved their cute little round band aids, and gave me a handful to take home.
silver linings rock my severely mismatched socks!
the health is really becoming something of an issue, i'm feeling.
the cousin and i made a promise to ourselves and to each other that we would start taking walks in the afternoons to hopefully improve the values of our sad little blood pressures.
unfortunately, it was an empty promise.
sadly, instead of going for a walk the other day like we said we would, we finished a bag of burger rings in front of YouTube.
no wonder it's getting harder for me to climb the stairs.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
my friend sent me a text at quarter to ten this morning and mentioned that we have "wonderful weather today." i look outside and it's lovely and sunny. then i stepped outside the house and nobody said it was gonna be so freaking cold.
i bought my friend a yellow shirt for her birthday. it's very, very... cute. the type of thing i think she would wear, unless i am grossly mistaken, in which case i shall be labeled as Most Tasteless Friend Number One.
i'm too tired.
i bought my friend a yellow shirt for her birthday. it's very, very... cute. the type of thing i think she would wear, unless i am grossly mistaken, in which case i shall be labeled as Most Tasteless Friend Number One.
i'm too tired.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
the latest from the mother
*looking at sam*
"you know, sometimes i feel like i don't know you."
*turns to me*
"and sometimes i feel like i don't want to know you."
"you know, sometimes i feel like i don't know you."
*turns to me*
"and sometimes i feel like i don't want to know you."
Sunday, October 21, 2007
why i don't think i will ever have fish again
i read rachelKJ's blog yesterday morning - the post about all her pets (WHOAH, she has a LOT) - and i started remembering all the pets that i've had.
we had lots of dogs, a few cats, and a couple of rabbits.
but i want to tell you about our fish.
we first got fish when i was seven or eight, and we had three of them. three african fish - two of which were a rich dark blue with bright, multi-coloured spots, and the third of which was a little pale pink, sardine shaped fish. they weren't very big, and fit into a little tank that sat in the living room with the piano and the settee we never used.
anyway, these fish slowly killed each other off. i kid you not. ironically, it was the smallest fish that emerged the winner in the end, but it died a few days later because it had somehow lost an eye.
we never bought that sort of fish again. instead, we bought blood parrots, which were so the craze in town at the time. my dad liked them a lot, but personally, i don't see the appeal in a puffy, fat looking fish with bulging eyes and the self-preservation capabilities of a doorknob...
...because they just kept dying off. we started with nine, and dad kept replacing the ones that died. at one point, we were down to two, and suddenly, the next day, there were six or seven of them in there again. and they all looked exactly the same. it was like nothing ever happened.
i used to have nightmares about them all the time. you're little, but old enough to deal with death. the death of a few goldfish doesn't really bother you. but at the same time, they all looked alike, and there's only so many times (to your little brain) that the same fish can die -____-.
we had lots of dogs, a few cats, and a couple of rabbits.
but i want to tell you about our fish.
we first got fish when i was seven or eight, and we had three of them. three african fish - two of which were a rich dark blue with bright, multi-coloured spots, and the third of which was a little pale pink, sardine shaped fish. they weren't very big, and fit into a little tank that sat in the living room with the piano and the settee we never used.
anyway, these fish slowly killed each other off. i kid you not. ironically, it was the smallest fish that emerged the winner in the end, but it died a few days later because it had somehow lost an eye.
we never bought that sort of fish again. instead, we bought blood parrots, which were so the craze in town at the time. my dad liked them a lot, but personally, i don't see the appeal in a puffy, fat looking fish with bulging eyes and the self-preservation capabilities of a doorknob...
...because they just kept dying off. we started with nine, and dad kept replacing the ones that died. at one point, we were down to two, and suddenly, the next day, there were six or seven of them in there again. and they all looked exactly the same. it was like nothing ever happened.i used to have nightmares about them all the time. you're little, but old enough to deal with death. the death of a few goldfish doesn't really bother you. but at the same time, they all looked alike, and there's only so many times (to your little brain) that the same fish can die -____-.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Brother Bear
we watched Brother Bear on TV just now.
i've seen it once before, and thought it was a pretty good film, but it's amazing how you can see so much more once you get a bit older.
there was this one scene in the film where Kenai, a human who was turned into a bear, and Koda, a real bear cub, were looking at ancient cave paintings. one of them depicted a huge scary-looking bear and a man pointing a spear at the bear. then Koda, the real bear, says:
and that line, to me, is the point where you realize that good and bad are relative to where you are standing. light and shadow depend on the time of day, where you are, and what's around you. in the film, man thinks the bears are monsters, so they attack them. but to the bears, the men are the real monsters.
it's really just a very simplistic way of showing that there are always two sides to a struggle. you could write a whole essay on this, but basically, it all comes down to perspective. it all does in the end.
there's this one word in English that i really, really hate...
but i guess there's a reason they make you do that, because it teaches you to pick up things like this. it teaches you that everybody has different values, different beliefs, different priorities, and that it all makes a difference to the way they think. like how some people want to marry harry potter, but others think he takes himself just a little too seriously to be likable.
personally, i believe harry potter is just a character from a book.
but we digress.
we just always see things the way we want to, and somehow fail to consider the other side of the story. or maybe it's just that we refuse to. i don't know. but really, just put yourself in someone else's shoes and try to see what it's like for them.
heck, somewhere in the middle of watching that movie, i considered turning vegetarian.
i've seen it once before, and thought it was a pretty good film, but it's amazing how you can see so much more once you get a bit older.
there was this one scene in the film where Kenai, a human who was turned into a bear, and Koda, a real bear cub, were looking at ancient cave paintings. one of them depicted a huge scary-looking bear and a man pointing a spear at the bear. then Koda, the real bear, says:
"Those monsters are real scary...
especially with their sticks."
especially with their sticks."
and that line, to me, is the point where you realize that good and bad are relative to where you are standing. light and shadow depend on the time of day, where you are, and what's around you. in the film, man thinks the bears are monsters, so they attack them. but to the bears, the men are the real monsters.
it's really just a very simplistic way of showing that there are always two sides to a struggle. you could write a whole essay on this, but basically, it all comes down to perspective. it all does in the end.
there's this one word in English that i really, really hate...
context.
you have to talk about how a person's context influences their values and attitudes and therefore guides them in shaping an understanding of the text in every single lit essay you do, and it's really annoying cause sometimes you just don't want to.but i guess there's a reason they make you do that, because it teaches you to pick up things like this. it teaches you that everybody has different values, different beliefs, different priorities, and that it all makes a difference to the way they think. like how some people want to marry harry potter, but others think he takes himself just a little too seriously to be likable.
personally, i believe harry potter is just a character from a book.
but we digress.
we just always see things the way we want to, and somehow fail to consider the other side of the story. or maybe it's just that we refuse to. i don't know. but really, just put yourself in someone else's shoes and try to see what it's like for them.
heck, somewhere in the middle of watching that movie, i considered turning vegetarian.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
steggles
a draft of the exam timetable came out today.
most people are happy with it.
i hate it.
but not because it's bad or anything.
i just hate anything exam related.
especially anything that reminds me i have exams at all.
my G&T paper is on the last friday.
that's crap.
but good in a way because i get more time to cram.
mmngh.
most people are happy with it.
i hate it.
but not because it's bad or anything.
i just hate anything exam related.
especially anything that reminds me i have exams at all.
my G&T paper is on the last friday.
that's crap.
but good in a way because i get more time to cram.
mmngh.
the linkin park concert is tomorrow night.
but i'm so tired.
the idea of being on my feet for a few hours with masses of people - most taller than me - invading my personal space just... doesn't appeal.
and i don't know the words to half their new songs.
still, it's linkin park.
bound to be good XD.
but i'm so tired.
the idea of being on my feet for a few hours with masses of people - most taller than me - invading my personal space just... doesn't appeal.
and i don't know the words to half their new songs.
still, it's linkin park.
bound to be good XD.
nic: kim... how do you pronounce "decades"? cause i keep saying "dickheads".
dk: i want to be a businessman. or something with a "-man" at the end. sounds cool.
me: yeah, policeman, fireman...
dk: ...spiderman, batman..
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
caramellatte
Tra Vinh on Roe Street in Northbridge is dead and gone forever.
the hole in my heart that it once filled is now left open and gaping.
if we want good viet food, we now have to cram ourselves into the little Tra Vinh on Brisbane, a place that, as cheng loon puts it, gets "even more cramped after everyone has eaten their fill".
and this is what happens when the mother gets a cake craving...
she honestly doesn't care how she parked. in fact, she parked like this, we cracked up, she looked at the lines, then stopped the car and ran to the cheesecake shop.
i hope this isn't hereditary -_-
the hole in my heart that it once filled is now left open and gaping.
if we want good viet food, we now have to cram ourselves into the little Tra Vinh on Brisbane, a place that, as cheng loon puts it, gets "even more cramped after everyone has eaten their fill".
and this is what happens when the mother gets a cake craving...
she honestly doesn't care how she parked. in fact, she parked like this, we cracked up, she looked at the lines, then stopped the car and ran to the cheesecake shop.
i hope this isn't hereditary -_-
Thursday, October 11, 2007
going a bit crazy.
was woken up this morning by a phone call.
WHO CALLS AT SUCH AND UNGODLY HOUR?
me: mmngh. whatimeissit?
dk: 10.30.
my sister is going cuckoo. she keeps talking to "the golden arch".
oh wait, i just realised that she's talking to a teddy bear.
the bear just told me to shut up.
the bears have personalities. the one closest to the lens has attitude and he's from the hoods. the second one i have nicknamed goldie - i don't know what it's real name is. the furthest one is boring XD. the little one is my favourite, cause she's so funny. she's japanese, but speaks english, chinese and korean as well. she also pretends to speak french.
sam says "you want to sleep on my bed?"
"hai!" (yes)
"you have to sleep on the shelf"
"wakarimasen." (i don't understand)
"sleep on the shelf?"
"iie." (no)
"why not"
"kowaii desu" (scary) *pause* "shelf kowaii desu, watashi was KAWAII!!" (the shelf is scary, and i'm cute!!)
"ohmygosh, lame lame, you have to sleep on the shelf"
"wakarimasen. watashi wa chisai desu." (i don't understand. i'm small)
"so?"
"watashi wa kimi daisuki!!" (i like you lots!!)
ok, i think i'll stop there. btw, neither of us know jap well at all. so that's pretty sad japanese.
and...
most of the time, the japanese bear was me talking >< style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">[edit] 12.22am the bears have just given me a lot of crap for getting their details wrong. apparently goldie is the one from the hoods. the chocolate one is from texas. i got confused.
the far one is still boring tho XD.
WHO CALLS AT SUCH AND UNGODLY HOUR?
me: mmngh. whatimeissit?
dk: 10.30.
*silence*
me: oh.my sister is going cuckoo. she keeps talking to "the golden arch".
oh wait, i just realised that she's talking to a teddy bear.
the bear just told me to shut up.
the bears have personalities. the one closest to the lens has attitude and he's from the hoods. the second one i have nicknamed goldie - i don't know what it's real name is. the furthest one is boring XD. the little one is my favourite, cause she's so funny. she's japanese, but speaks english, chinese and korean as well. she also pretends to speak french.
sam says "you want to sleep on my bed?"
"hai!" (yes)
"you have to sleep on the shelf"
"wakarimasen." (i don't understand)
"sleep on the shelf?"
"iie." (no)
"why not"
"kowaii desu" (scary) *pause* "shelf kowaii desu, watashi was KAWAII!!" (the shelf is scary, and i'm cute!!)
"ohmygosh, lame lame, you have to sleep on the shelf"
"wakarimasen. watashi wa chisai desu." (i don't understand. i'm small)
"so?"
"watashi wa kimi daisuki!!" (i like you lots!!)
ok, i think i'll stop there. btw, neither of us know jap well at all. so that's pretty sad japanese.
and...
most of the time, the japanese bear was me talking >< style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">[edit] 12.22am the bears have just given me a lot of crap for getting their details wrong. apparently goldie is the one from the hoods. the chocolate one is from texas. i got confused.
the far one is still boring tho XD.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
how did tristan's hair get longer when the captain was cutting it shorter?
watched Stardust with the sister and the cousins yesterday.
it was funny, sweet, surprising, surreal...
altogether very nicely done, but still lacking the magic of Gaiman's storytelling.
i thought the cast was pretty good... and i will never, ever be able to look at Robert de Niro in the same way EVER again. michelle pfeiffer gave me goosebumps - her evilness! not HER her!!
it didn't follow the book exactly; elaborated more on some points and totally discarded others. but they didn't screw it up, and the ending was sweet but not terribly corny. i think i still prefer the book, but the movie was really not bad at all.
i was so bored, i joined Facebook.
crap.
HY: be wary of any sentence that involves "you" and "feel"
me: what about "how do you feel" when someone is sick?
HY: actually, i think it's only when "feel" comes before "you".
bahahahahahahaha. i just found that incredibly funny.
it was funny, sweet, surprising, surreal...
altogether very nicely done, but still lacking the magic of Gaiman's storytelling.
i thought the cast was pretty good... and i will never, ever be able to look at Robert de Niro in the same way EVER again. michelle pfeiffer gave me goosebumps - her evilness! not HER her!!it didn't follow the book exactly; elaborated more on some points and totally discarded others. but they didn't screw it up, and the ending was sweet but not terribly corny. i think i still prefer the book, but the movie was really not bad at all.
i was so bored, i joined Facebook.
crap.
HY: be wary of any sentence that involves "you" and "feel"
me: what about "how do you feel" when someone is sick?
HY: actually, i think it's only when "feel" comes before "you".
*pause*
HY: especially "i feel you"bahahahahahahaha. i just found that incredibly funny.
Monday, October 08, 2007
my brain is aimlessly allowing itself to wander through my day.
a handful of us went to alexander library to try and get some of our work done.
well, SOME work was done, but let's not go into detail about how much of it was done by whom.
so what do two multi-lingual korean boys, one turkish girl from china, an indo-chinese dude, and a chinese-malaysian who don't hang out at school do when they take a trip to northbridge?
first and foremost, the thing that is most fun and important in an outing - it also happens to be a favourite activity of mine.
eat XD.
we had japanese for lunch, and the multi-lingual koreans flirted with all the waitresses. they're fluent in jap, and even though i'm not, i can still tell they just said "i'm from japan too. sapporo" and "me from tokyo!!". but while the japanese waitresses giggled, the korean waitress was super blunt. one of the guys asked "mobile number?".
"no."
turkish-chinese, indo-chinese, and chinese-malaysian just stared at them in shock. we had NO IDEA they were so SHAMELESSLY flirty.
that aside, i found out i was the youngest at the table. weird, since i'm an april baby and i'm usually older than most of my classmates.
and it's sad that amongst both boys and girls, i ate the most.
they have the stomach capacities of ants, i swear.
and there is a reason i'm calling us by our race/nationality. i'm not being racist. it is because there are supposedly about 5000 korean people in perth, and i think today, i saw most of them -_______-
i think i saw more korean people than chinese people today. definitely more koreans than i had ever seen in my life, and my friends know them all. even these couple of girls i saw on forrest chase and randomly thought looked korean, turned out to be their acquaintances. heck, the girl behind the counter in a shop we walked into was korean -_-"
korean people in the library, korean people at lunch, korean people in shops, korean people on every street we walked, korean people sitting next to us waiting for the bus, korean people boarding the bus in parkwood!!!
chinese-malaysian and turkish-chinese were wondering if there's only 5000 of them in perth, why do we seem to run into so many?
i got on the bus today, and i was the only passenger. since the bus hadn't left the station yet, i decided to ask the bus driver something. so i was standing near his seat, when this dude got on. now, i'm too unco to get out of his way and let him pass, so there was this awkward moment where i was trying to make room for him to get by.
then after i finished talking to the bus driver (who, btw, thinks i'm hell blur so was hell nice to me), i made my way to a seat. only, i knocked my bag (which was full of very heavy books) on a chair as i walked past, and the momentum spun me out of control, and i nearly lost my balance.
you know those cartoons or comedies that you watch on tv? where there is a character who's so clumsy and klutzy and off balance? yeah.
i am that character.
well, SOME work was done, but let's not go into detail about how much of it was done by whom.
so what do two multi-lingual korean boys, one turkish girl from china, an indo-chinese dude, and a chinese-malaysian who don't hang out at school do when they take a trip to northbridge?
first and foremost, the thing that is most fun and important in an outing - it also happens to be a favourite activity of mine.
eat XD.
we had japanese for lunch, and the multi-lingual koreans flirted with all the waitresses. they're fluent in jap, and even though i'm not, i can still tell they just said "i'm from japan too. sapporo" and "me from tokyo!!". but while the japanese waitresses giggled, the korean waitress was super blunt. one of the guys asked "mobile number?".
"no."
turkish-chinese, indo-chinese, and chinese-malaysian just stared at them in shock. we had NO IDEA they were so SHAMELESSLY flirty.
that aside, i found out i was the youngest at the table. weird, since i'm an april baby and i'm usually older than most of my classmates.
and it's sad that amongst both boys and girls, i ate the most.
they have the stomach capacities of ants, i swear.
and there is a reason i'm calling us by our race/nationality. i'm not being racist. it is because there are supposedly about 5000 korean people in perth, and i think today, i saw most of them -_______-
i think i saw more korean people than chinese people today. definitely more koreans than i had ever seen in my life, and my friends know them all. even these couple of girls i saw on forrest chase and randomly thought looked korean, turned out to be their acquaintances. heck, the girl behind the counter in a shop we walked into was korean -_-"
korean people in the library, korean people at lunch, korean people in shops, korean people on every street we walked, korean people sitting next to us waiting for the bus, korean people boarding the bus in parkwood!!!
chinese-malaysian and turkish-chinese were wondering if there's only 5000 of them in perth, why do we seem to run into so many?
i got on the bus today, and i was the only passenger. since the bus hadn't left the station yet, i decided to ask the bus driver something. so i was standing near his seat, when this dude got on. now, i'm too unco to get out of his way and let him pass, so there was this awkward moment where i was trying to make room for him to get by.
then after i finished talking to the bus driver (who, btw, thinks i'm hell blur so was hell nice to me), i made my way to a seat. only, i knocked my bag (which was full of very heavy books) on a chair as i walked past, and the momentum spun me out of control, and i nearly lost my balance.
you know those cartoons or comedies that you watch on tv? where there is a character who's so clumsy and klutzy and off balance? yeah.
i am that character.
sorry, i'm having one of those one-sided conversation.
it's not one-sided. someone has to be listening for it to be counted as a conversation, so don't say that.
it's not one-sided. someone has to be listening for it to be counted as a conversation, so don't say that.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
the escalators were not working
...so i had to climb the stairs to get to work.
i got a headache from it.
shut up. i know it's pathetic.
the headache has gotten progressively worse over the last 5 hours.
ngh.
i got a headache from it.
shut up. i know it's pathetic.
the headache has gotten progressively worse over the last 5 hours.
ngh.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
shine on me
we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight
dry eyes in the pouring rain
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine
two scared little runaways
hold fast to the brink of daylight
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine
dry eyes in the pouring rain
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine
two scared little runaways
hold fast to the brink of daylight
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine switchfoot
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
street directing to mandurah is very tiring
we took a day trip down to mandurah yesterday with the family.i want to retire there.
it's so pretty (the lousy pics do it no justice)
every house backing the water has a veranda, a private jetty, and a boat and/or jetski.
even the places where we stop to pee are nice.
we spent most of the time just looking at the scenery. driving here and there... looking.it'd be fun to go down there and actually DO something one of these days.
she smiles.
she falls
what just happened?
she's ok XD.Tuesday, October 02, 2007
there is a sandwich in glad wrap sitting on the monitor
i decided to take some notes today for my photography task which has been temporarily put on hold (for two months) due to lack of inspiration.
read: i was lazy, so didn't do work. now in danger of not completing the course.
imagine my shock and horror when i realized that i'm actually using physics and g&t to understand all the stuff wikipedia is desperately trying to channel into my brain.
i thought photography was my relaxing subject.
i have obviously been grossly misled somewhere in between.
it is, however, nice to know that i remember enough physics and maths to work out what all that technical stuff means. *puffs in pride*cue cheesy smile*iamsuchanerd*
my life currently consists of the pockets of time where i am not otherwise engaged in a televised (and subtitled) representation of life.
note: representation.
because how often do you see a love octagon?
only in kdramas.
kdramas aside, i also had a long, long chat with a friend on the phone today, and out of the blue, she said:
i felt so reassured knowing that i have friends honest enough to tell me that i'm going to be dysfunctional forever. ahh... life is good...
...even for sam, who totally got OWNED by mum today.
and mum doesn't even know what owned means.
sam was lying on mum's bed today when mum walks in and sees her. mum turns to me, and proves once again that she is the funniest one in the family.
you should've seen us trying to stop laughing.
read: i was lazy, so didn't do work. now in danger of not completing the course.
imagine my shock and horror when i realized that i'm actually using physics and g&t to understand all the stuff wikipedia is desperately trying to channel into my brain.
i thought photography was my relaxing subject.
i have obviously been grossly misled somewhere in between.
it is, however, nice to know that i remember enough physics and maths to work out what all that technical stuff means. *puffs in pride*cue cheesy smile*iamsuchanerd*
my life currently consists of the pockets of time where i am not otherwise engaged in a televised (and subtitled) representation of life.
note: representation.
because how often do you see a love octagon?
only in kdramas.
kdramas aside, i also had a long, long chat with a friend on the phone today, and out of the blue, she said:
kim, you're gonna grow up and have lots of problems.
i felt so reassured knowing that i have friends honest enough to tell me that i'm going to be dysfunctional forever. ahh... life is good...
...even for sam, who totally got OWNED by mum today.
and mum doesn't even know what owned means.
sam was lying on mum's bed today when mum walks in and sees her. mum turns to me, and proves once again that she is the funniest one in the family.
"look. there's a freaky thing on my bed."
you should've seen us trying to stop laughing.
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