Foul and I'm Out

I did something majorly stupid and very unlike me last Friday. All I can say is, it involved walking very briskly out of the library and hiding away in the college "garden".

I might as well just live under a rock. I'm that pathetic. Losing all my inhibitions over such a thing. :/

I remember learning in Biology, something about how the receptors in your body work. It's either, the receptor sends a message to the brain to gauge out a response or it only goes to your spinal nerves and you get an automatic body response. I think my receptors are not sending anymore messages to my brain to fully evaluate certain situations- because what I did was very "action speakes louder than words". Turn of the heel and walked away.

Just kill me now, why don't you?


At one point, I thought this was all about control. Now, I think it just may be about proving something, just I don't know what yet.

I've proven I'm the ultimate hypocrite though. :(

Dakota by Stereophonics is a good song. And I'm amused with Chris's display name, 'Deprivation is becoming an entity'. Hee.

Stepping Into The Wild

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SHARA!!

Sangria. :)

Not SANGKAI. Hahah.

Thank you for having us at your BBQ birthday party yesterday! I am a happy camper now because I got to spend time with all the gurrls. We ate, bitched, laughed, drank and bitched some more. We are a meeeaan ass bunch. But I love you guys anyway.

Funny story.

We're driving back from Tropicana, all tired and full. Karina's sending all of us back. She looks to the left and starts screaming bloody murder and points and the side mirror. I'm sitting in the passeneger seat and look over and I start screaming bloody murder. The cycle of bloody murder screams continue.

It was a HUGE ASS MOTHER FUCKING GECKO literally stuck on the side mirror.

That thing scared the shit outta us. This wasn't your ordinary house lizard. It was bigger. With spots. *Shivers* I felt like dying because by just looking at that damned thing, I got the feeling like it was on me or something. Plus, Karina's one of the most tensed drivers in the world and I don't think she appreciated us shouting out, "Go faster so it'll drop off!" or "Brake hard!" or "Ohmygod, it just moved!"

And I got fucked because I called shotgun and was practically leaning towards Karina so I wouldn't have to look at it. Farwin was not much help. "Put the window down and pull it off!!".
ERGH. Nevertheless, Farwin saved the day. We stopped at a gas station and she got down and flicked the bugger off the car, while I scrambled into her spot in the backseat.

Another story to reminisce about during our coffee moments. :)

I'll miss all this shit, man.

Searching Far and Wide

You are striving for a life full of activity and experience and, perhaps even more, an environment where you would be able to forge a close bond with a person who can offer full emotional fulfillment.

You are looking for something different. Your imagination has been working overtime and you are seeking adventure - and you'd like to share that adventure, the new experience, with someone like yourself: Imaginative, Enthusiastic and Sensitive.

The present situation, not of your making, is forcing you to compromise. You will have to hold back and forgo some of your hopes, dreams and aspirations.

As of late, you have been experiencing untold stress and this is a result of continuous frustration. You haven't been taking care of all your physical needs and it's beginning to show. It would seem that you have a need to find someone to whom you can really relate - someone perhaps whose standards are as high as your own. You want to be different - to be individualistic - to stand out from the common herd. Your inherent control of your sensual instincts is restricting your ability to give yourself to open up freely but this being on your own, being lonely, often makes you feel the need to give up some of your strict standards to surrender to the general flow - to be like everyone else; a part of the herd. Deep down you regard such instincts as weaknesses to be overcome. You would like to be loved or admired for yourself alone. You demand recognition and tender loving care.

The fear that you may not be able to fulfill or realize all of your ambitions makes you work and play hard. The thought of being prevented from achieving the things you want leads you to play your part with frantic fervor.


Quite an accurate test. Especially the last bit. Wonder how they can get all this just by just picking colours.

http://www.colorgenics.com/sps/

The part about "following the herd" is making me think. It makes me sound as if I've been submissive, neglecting more on what I believe in. Or just not expressing it out enough. That sucks.

Oh well. Back to the books!

Get My Own

Mum and sis are back from the UK. Got my underwear haul. Mucho happy. Also got some tops from Topshop, FCUK, MNG and Oasis (!!!).
Plus, my mum got me a nice black sweater with a zipper for when I go off later. <3


Will get more stuff in the upcoming months. (Jojo! Zara tweed jackets!)

Obviously, I'm not all 'up and at 'em' for the trials at the end of the month. I told my dad about it. I said I haven't got enough momentum yet and that what counts is the finals in May/June. And that's when I'm gonna go full steam ahead. I admit I'm a bit more relaxed since I did well in AS, much of the weight is lifted off. But also, I know that it is possible to get A's in A levels. How conflicting-motivated yet lazy.

He just said, my mum won't see it the same way. Heh.

Damn. Will study harder next 2 weeks. ERGH. Have just 11 days left!

You make the corniest jokes.
I'm still laughing though. :)

Spare Me A Dime

Listening to: Scissor Sisters-Laura (Sh'mon..sh'mon)
Mood: Hyper!

Ohman. I am such a bimbo. I accidently wrote down the wrong UCAS code for Nottingham. There was a typo in the 2004 prospectus and on the BA Management degree page the code stated was N1T4. So, I put down N1T4 in the UCAS form.

I got the formal offer from the university yesterday and had a mini-stroke when I read,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been offered a place for N1T4 Management with Asian Studies..

Me: Er....

Fuck. I later checked and the correct code was N200 Management instead. Freaked out big time to my dad and we got my mum who's in UK now to call the admissions office and get an e-mail address. So, we sent an email off yesterday to change my course. No reply yet. :( Hope it's not a problem because Nottingham is my second choice!

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WE met a cute guy today. WE as in three giggling girls that comprise of Jolene, Eileen and I. Eileen is most definitely the most brazen of us when it comes to chatting up guys. Me= no balls whatsoever ( in comparison with Leen of course). ROCK BOY ALERT. He organized the Battle of The Bands this year. Teehee. :D

Jo even went up to CUTE CUTE BOI and finally got his name. Me= giggling off and scurrying away so she won't mention me.

I'm not a wuss when it comes to chatting up guys. I just need the right setting, no pressure and be looking good. I don't believe in flirting, because I don't feel the need to make the whole thing a game and throw the ball into each others courts and all. I do believe in teasing (ask him) however, but that's when further development has been established.

But I have yet to venture into going up to guys I don't know at all. It's usually done with guys whom I have a small background with. So, sorry lah I was being so chicken just now. Five years in a girls' school has probably slowed me down. :P

Guys still have no balls though. So what if it's the 21st century? Might as well still make use of those dangly bits. Yeesh.

Materialistic Wants-COACH

Just because I am a Material Girl. :)

Hamptons Weekend Mini Tote 

Signature Small Hobo 

Soho Suede Medium Hobo 

Because I hope something good comes up from everything I do.

That's why I make mistakes sometimes.

But You Never Really Had A Doubt..

I keep listening to Oasis's "Wonderwall" for some reason. Karina! Please teach me how to play it on the guitar. I'm trying to get a certain someone to start listening to my indie rock stuff, but he's being annoyingly stubborn.

I guess it's a futile gesture when someone listens to songs with titles like, "Kill Your God". What the?

I know how everyone has a certain "type" when it comes to dating. I find myself having certain patterns when I like someone- but I don't think my dating record will constitute me of having a single stereotypical type.

BUT, I do not date guys with bad taste in music. Nope. Never ever. I guess it's one of the many criteria I've listed down on my pre-dating checklist.

THE CHECKLIST (in random order)

1. Great taste in music.
2. Wicked sense of humor.
3. Spontaneous.
4. Conversationally interesting, opinionated.
5. Good kisser (this branches out into many different subcategories), Sexually open.
6. Sensitive enough to actually feel certain emotions. No macho frontin' bullshit.
7. Knows how to have a good time, doesn't mind reliving his second childhood.
8. Good manners (Lame, but it really says a lot).
9. Knows how to dress (Okay, I don't need a metrosexual in this case, but I don't really think that pink is a colour guys should wear).
10. Must know what he wants in life, Has priorities staraightened out (I take it as a sign of maturity).
11. A good listener.
12. Not cheap (Just because I'm all about chivalry).
13. Non-smoker. Hmph. Scratch that-it doesn't exist anymore. Has the decency to NOT smoke in front of me.


I guess these are the bigger things for me. Major plusses include, playing in a rock band. :)

My mum's off to UK tomorrow to visit my sister. I've requested my usual- underwear! Marks and Spencers makes THE BEST bras. The only 2 things they are good for; lingerie and their foodhall. The bread and butter pudding and the crisps are amazing. Their other stuff is...nyeh. We have crap bras here. I've just realised something, my underwear drawer is full to the brim. And none of them are plain coloured. I'm so girly in the sense that I have a fetish for cutesy panties. I feel sorry for guys who have no variety-it's either boxers or briefs. How dull.

Oh.

14. Must not wear tighty-whiteys.

HAPPY CAMPER

Disclaimer: Entry below will show excessive amounts of happiness. Refrain from reading if it annoys you.

I GOT IT!


University of Bath, B16
N100
Business Administration (4 year sandwich)

Conditional offer
10 Mar
Obtain grades AAB at GCE A-Level in 3 subjects, including grade A in Economics and grade A in Accounting

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! The highest grade offer so far-just proves how friggin competitive this course is. And it's USUAL offer (said so in the prospectus) is a triple A. But they offered AAB!! Looklooklook!! I'm ecstatic because I seriously didn't think I would actually get an offer from them-they seemed to be looking for extraordinary people. And most I had for my extra-curicular activities were English Society, drama competitions and class representative. Nothing business-related at all as you can see.

Yay for ordinary non-active people like me!!

Bath includes two 6 month placement periods during the course. Once in second year and once in third. Paying jobs, that apparently contribute greatly to paying for your fourth year! Some of the placements include:-

• Levi Strauss *orgasms* Most likely for marketing. Wee!
• LVMH Perfume & Cosmetics *jaw drops* LVMH!! okay, the website says LMVH-which I am sure is a TYPO!!
• Merrill Lynch fuck, how cool is that?
• Virgin Mobile
• JP Morgan
• Barclays Bank
• British Airways Aviation Services
• Cocacola Enterprises Ltd
• New Look Retailers AAHH! So far, the only British fashion store.
• eBay.com
• Mattel UK Ltd
• Visa International
• Warner Music

*Droooooool* Downside is that many of these would have to be outside of Bath. Meaning finding own accommodation-if the company doesn't get it done for you, of course.

Will have to do more research and see if this is the best course and place for me. Bath is a pretty quiet place, but Bristol's 15 minutes away. ( JO! Make up your mind so I can visit you) and London is an hour and 15 minutes by train. Just need to ask myself if I will be able to live here for 4 years. :/

Second choice is between Nottingham and Manchester. I will most probably put Nottingham down as my insurance, since the offer is a BBB. Just in case shit happens.

*Cartwheels all over the place* :D

Come Full Circle

I've been so caught up with everything that has to do with college, exams and univeristies. It's hurting to think that I may (or actually have) neglected my beloved girlfriends. :( It's come up to the point that I have no idea what everyone is up to. Usually, we're all constantlly kept in the know with what one another is up to. But now it's like,

Me: So what are the rest up to?
Farwin: Dunnolah. Haven't heard from most in a while.

SAD! :( No one is to blame of course. Everyone's so busy. So, I'm incredibly thankful that we still have our dinner-then-coffee get togethers, shopping sprees and lunches, etc. But when's the last time we've all watched a movie? Had a sleepover? Girls night out at the clubs? *Stretches for the Kleenex*

I don't have that much time (why am I making myself sound like I'm dying?) especially towards the end of this six months. I know it may seem like a long way to go-but I want to maximise my time with everyone!

*Bawls*

University of Bath campus



Lookie at all them trees.

Spinning Around

The University of Nottingham, N84
N1T4

Conditional offer
07 Mar

GCE A level Grades BBB excluding Thinking Skills

YAY! 4 down and 2 left to go. My first choice of Bath and (mmph) Cardiff. PLEASE PLEASE PRAY for Bath to come through with an offer.

To tell you the truth, I'm actually back at square one again. At this point, yes, Bath is my first choice but that is based on the course. Since it's a tourist town, standard of living is pretty expensive (though apparently only in the summer) and that's a pretty big downside. Other than that, Bath is beeyotifull. Seriously. Will try posting a picture up once I've figured out how. :/

Also, I don't know what my preferance is. Right now, I'm quite decided on being in a city, and that's why I'm seriously contemplating Manchester. It's so incredibly metropoiltan, and that's what's making me all googly-eyed about it. But also, I'm also liking the idea of being in a town, like Reading. Bath is not very big too. I don't think I mind very much where I am.

I would just hate to make the wrong choice.

Manchester sent me their brochures. One con for city universities- fugly ass residence halls. Not all though, the ones outside of campus are not too bad.

ERGHHHHHHH! What am I doing? Have to get the grades first!!

Maximum Utility

What has Azy been doing?

www.dresslab.com/

This website is pure sex. Woot. Haha. Should be studying. Will do.

Censorship At Best

My blog is blocked by the computer department at college. Simply because;

TextCensor Script 'Pornography' triggered with total weighting of 10:
Expression 'dick NEAR suck*' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'fucker*' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'fucking' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'fucking AND sucking' triggered 1 times, weighting 1
Expression 'porn' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'sex OR sexy' triggered 1 times, weighting 1

Hilarious! They actually ban websites with the word "sexy". Prudes. Teehee.

There Is No Stopping Me

The University of Manchester, M20
N100
Sep 05

Conditional offer

GCE A level Grades ABB

Oh yes, baby. Life is so fucking good.

My dad's eye did countless twitches when I told him that I got an offer. He just looked at me all big-eyed and said,

"Cardiff is a big city too."

Hmph. BIG city just because my sister is there.

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I'm amusing even myself these days. This morning I was happily munching on my chee cheong fun for breakfast.

Chris: He's coming.

*PHWOOSH* I push the plate towards Chris.

*Sigh* I'm going to hell. Was actually planning on eating some more dim sum but had to fight the urge to. It's not about the fact that I'm committing a big-ass major sin-but more on the fact that I'm being plain courteous. I'm not gonna go around parading that I do eat it, even if he probably knows.

Please, no wisecracks, David. :(

Anyway, least I got my fix while on a break with Jolene. MMM-mmm.

Ergh! Trials in exactly a month. Will go do some studying. Ooo. American Idol. Never mind.