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.
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