Saturday, June 06, 2009

cash flow statements

i think you use them to summarize transactions involving cash.

i think you gotta classify them according to operating, investing and financial activities.

i think you need to know how to categorize transactions according to those three categories.

i think you have to be able to work it out by looking at other financial statements.

i think they're quite difficult.

i think i hate them.
stress.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

i have everything i need, and so much more.

so why is it still so hard?

Saturday, May 16, 2009

my goals for this weekend:

1) Watch Transformers the movie (number one), for the fourth time.

2) That is my only goal.



Afterthought:
I should probably also do my Wiley and Jellyfish assignments.
The good news is, I don't have to do any accounting tutorials :)

After-afterthought:
Maybe I should also study for my math test.

After-after-afterthought:
Maybe not :)

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

hands up if this has ever happened to you.

I fell over today.
On the bus.

I know I'm not exactly agile. Okay, I'm not coordinated at all, and Transperth bus drivers do have Jackie Chan moments where they think they're driving a stunt car, only bigger and STRONGER.

It's hard to keep balance on the buses/trains sometimes, but I never thought the day would come when I would actually fall over completely.

And it didn't happen just once.
I fell twice. In a row.

I'm not sure if it got really warm in the bus after that, or if it was just me...

Sunday, May 03, 2009

miiiilk

Okay, so we were watching Edward Norton turn mean and green on DVD a couple of nights ago, when mum brings us some milk. Now, this is full cream milk and my body does not like full cream milk. It complains painfully when I have full cream milk.

Nonetheless, it was coffee milk, so I had a little bit before giving the rest to Sam (because my stomach was already starting to ache. just a little.)

This morning, I tell mum that I didn't finish the milk because it made me feel funny, and this is how our conversation went.

kim: Oh, I gave it to Sam, cause my tummy hurt.
mum: I know.
kim: You do?
mum: Yeah, I knew you wouldn't finish it because it's full cream.
kim: Oh, yeah. Okay. Do you think it's just psychological?
mum: Nope. You really are intolerant. I've tested you.
kim: YOU WHAT????????
mum: Remember that day a few weeks ago when you came back from uni and told me you didn't feel well the whole day........
kim: ARE YOU SERIOUS?
mum: Yeah. I gave you full cream that morning.
kim: And you didn't tell me?
mum: Yeah. Cause when you told me you felt sick, I felt bad. So I didn't say anything.
*at this point, I'm cracking up*
mum: It's not funny. It's definitely not psychological. I had to know. And now I do, for sure.


Mum seriously has to stop owning me like this.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

it has been too long

okay, i realise i didn't blog for the whole month of february, and it's the middle of march already. that's how long i haven't been reading blogs too ><

MSN personal message of the week:
"why don't you like me?"; "you're fat." - Rorshach
Esther
close second:
Wed 10.45-11.00, worst time of the week
Ollie

in case you didn't understand that last one, Oliver has his accounting tutorial at 11 every wednesday, in the business school. if you still don't get it, you should take a walk to the business school one day.


every morning i get to the bus stop and the skies seem to be darker than the day before. two weeks from now, it'll be pitch black when i leave the house for uni.
on the bright side, i'll get to see the sunrise every morning :)
however, that is also the downside. it means i'll actually be awake before sunrise.

on the first day of semester, i got to uni at 7.35 in the morning. on the second day i got there at 8.05, late for class. i have tried, in the last three weeks, to be punctual, and so far, have only been late twice.
i blame the lateness on how far the chemistry building is from the bus stop. i credit the punctuality to the speed and determination with which my legs carry me across james oval (through mighty dampness and freshly cut grass).

i have met many people, strange and wonderful. a majority of them are strange. no, not really. i'm still trying to remember names and faces and degrees and schools and... i have a feeling my 56kb memory would be better spent on physics (which, just so you know, is mega full of bs).

you know you need to study when you look up "polarisation" in the textbook and it references you to page 1262. then you flip to the back of the book and find that you have go back 500 pages to get to it.
that is why i never bring textbooks to uni.

i want to be this cat.
it's cute :)

Saturday, January 31, 2009

on toilets

kim and sam, coming out of the first malaysian public toilet encountered in five years...

*look of awe* it was a squatting one!!!
man, i couldn't remember how to use it.
did you face the wall or the door?
i almost didn't know what to do.
did you flush?
i don't want to bring these slippers back to perth.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

so i thought wrong

and we have Streamyx (and ESPN).

Sibu is uncharacteristically cool these days because of the 60 hours of rain over the last two days. Drizzle is perpetually intermittent (go figure).

So this is how it goes:

The seats on the plane are tiny. I'm glad I'm not claustrophobic. I stretched across mum and Sam and slept for ages. When I woke up - my eyes all dry and contacts ready to jump out - I checked the time only to find we'd only been flying for two hours. BUT... We moved right to the back of the pesawat and there were plenty of empty seats there :)

The child sitting in front of me on the plane kept turning around, looking at me, and then giggling. One time he did that, I made an ugly face at him. He let out a little shriek, and turned back around so quickly that he smashed into the seat in front of him.
That was amusing for a while :)

LCC-Terminal has nothing. NOTHING. The five hour transit there was the worst part of the trip. And then there was the checking in...

There is no such thing as a neat, orderly line when it comes to checking in at the airport. There is no such thing as justice for the fair. I could elaborate on the 50 people that cut into the line in front of us at KL International, but the angry little girl inside of me would rage out and then even I don't know what might happen. I also didn't realise you could tailgate someone with an airport baggage trolley. Seriously, I looked down at my feet and I could see the trolley of the person behind me just waiting to bite into my achilles tendons.

KL is humid compared to Perth. KL is dry as chalk in the sun compared to Sibu.

There are longkangs here. I love it. Not the longkangs, but you know that feeling you get from being back to the place you come from? The lack of tar-sealed roads, the houses on stilts, very creative driving ("hey EE, wasn't that a red light?" "yes, it was"), smaller people, coconut trees in backyards, foochow everywhere... I LOVE IT.

I haven't had kampua yet - I haven't actually been anywhere but various homes-of-rellies. But it's okay. I haven't been here 24 hours yet.
I love it (rice dumplings for breakfast oh-yay) :)

Maybe it's cause the weather isn't very terrible these days. I don't know.

I ramble in my happiness :)

Monday, January 12, 2009

this is all you're getting until the 5th of February

Okay, I know I've been slack with the blogging...

and it's about to get even slacker.

This hungry person will be leaving Perth to go to the Land of the Kampua on a big flying machine in about 7 hours, and won't be back until the 5th of February.

I have made the necessary preparations:

Lists of food I shall eat when I go home.

Tiffany advised me to save on the calories in the weeks leading up to the trip, but I have not heeded her advice. I am leaving at 48kg and hopefully I won't be over 50 when I get back. Hopefully.

Pack like, four shirts for the 3.5 week trip. Come back with 50.

Laptop + hard drive with lots of movies/dramas = things to keep me up at night.
(I am unsure as to the Internet capabilities where I will be staying in the Land of the Kampua. I suspect Dr. Dialup or Sir NoInternet).

My "handbag" weighs 4kg.


Okay. Last few hours of sleep before bracing the humidity, the flies, the dengghi...

Big smiles for you till I come back :)