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".

*pause*

HY: especially "i feel you"

bahahahahahahaha. i just found that incredibly funny.

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.

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.

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.

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

the shadow proves the sunshine switchfoot

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.

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:

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.

i need to learn how to cook. seriously.

i'm so bad at cooking that i can't even make simple pasta.

we're not talking about making pasta and sauce, it's just the pasta cooking. as in, just the noodles.

two out of two times in the last week, i have failed at it. the first time, i kept adding more because i was so paranoid that i hadn't cooked enough. i ended up with a lot leftover. this time, it was undercooked and i only cooked enough for half a person (don't ask).

i can't even make mi goreng without causing a potentially dangerous situation. ok, who am i kidding, i caused a semi-crisis. don't ask me how, but i managed to set some aluminium foil on fire.

it burns a very cheery orange.

almost hypnotic, really.


on a totally different, not even tangentially related, note, my friend has a theory that all girls are bisexual.

a lot of the guys agreed.

some of the girls did too.

the weird thing was, nobody disagreed.


[edit] holidays have started and i'm really loving this sleeping in on mondays thing. ahh... three mondays of waking up late. what more could i wish for?... at this particular moment.

blossom, bubbles, and buttercup

i was working today and some customer really pissed me off. i don't even remember what she did, but i remember getting really annoyed.

then i felt bad, and decided that i should probably ask God for forgiveness.

so i closed my eyes, and prayed...

"dear Lord, please forgive me for getting angry with these STUPID PEOPLE!!!"

...which, i realize, sorta defeats the purpose of asking for forgiveness in the first place.

$2 worth

she looked,
only to find he wasn't there.

then she realized she didn't know who she was looking for.

it was like a mess of strings, all tangled up with kites dangling on the other end, and she did not know which one to pull, which kite would follow. she did not know which one she wanted to pull, which one she was supposed to.

she was afraid to pull the wrong one.

and she was afraid of what might happen if she pulled at all

she did not know who she was looking for.

all she knew was that she fell,
and he wasn't there to catch her.

if i could give a **** for 15 hours

5 english lit essays to plan
4 g&t exercises (9b,c,e,f) overdue
3 chemistry chapters to study
2 physics worksheets yet to be done
1 photog task for before the holidays

how much time do i have?