*spinspinspin*

Hello!

Went to watch Fame today, with the church peeps. I wasn't expecting anything and actually enjoyed the movie.
It's the perfect after exam celebration.

Note: I go back to school on Tuesday and am trying to cram as much as I can into my today and tomorrow.

When Rach went off to Bangkok in December, she brought a little something back for me. She's seen all the wooden puzzle thingymajigs in my room, so brought me another one to keep them company.
I've actually never seen anything like it and was looking forward to opening it the day she handed it to me.

But when she read the instructions that said it could take days to figure out, she banned me from playing with it until my exams were over.
She was afraid that I would spend the whole day hunched over the thing until I figured it out and completely neglect my studies.

Hmph.

(That is actually a legitimate concern because that is something I would TOTALLY do, so I figure she made the right call.)

Yesterday, I got home really late and had work to do so I didn't think to open it. But today, when I got home, I saw it sitting on the bookshelf. It was all sad and suffocating under the plastic, so I guiltlessly ripped it off and mixed it up.

It took me about ten minutes to figure out.

But unlike the Rubik's cube, there are no formulas to memorise or instructions to follow. You have to figure it out yourself and it'll be different every time.
It is very fun.

NEW CAR TOY.

:)

Yes.

Good end of month, I say.

Also, Grandma is here!

Wheeeeeee.

Hope you're all doing splendidly.

:)

it was ms. peacock in the dining room with the dumbbell

Today is Cheryl's birthday.

She turned TWENTY.

How did she decide to celebrate?
She invited a bunch of us to Lake Gardens for a picnic/pizza - board game party.

Was it fun?

Totally.

On a normal basis, I absolutely detest being in the hot sun. However, today, it didn't seem so bad. The gazebo helped a little, I'll admit. Heh.
I don't think I've laughed that hard during a game of Taboo. The 'Oprah' incident comes close, but this, this was amazing:

Iqa: What does Tom Cruise not do?

Fifa: Laundry!

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Gosh, we all burst out laughing immediately. So hard. Oh my goodness. Once Jit starts laughing, right, no one can stop. Bloody contagious. His laugh is also very funny.
Iqa's intention was to get her team to say 'stunts' which would make sense also.
BUT,
Fifa's answer was better. Waaaaay better.
We had to pause the game to give everyone time to wipe the tears off their faces and regain composure before continuing.

So. Much. Fun.

:)

Happy Birthday Cheryl. Hope you won't forget this one for a long time.

friend. :)

-- In other news --

Glee marathon this evening. :)
I wasn't in a very good mood after getting yelled at about my application again. It wasn't as severe as the other time, but it's not that fun to get yelled at, you know?
So yeah.

After settling everything, I made my way down to where they were watching Glee. 'They' as in Rach, Shaun and Isaak.
Rachel's house has a slideshow projector. That came in handy. Good sound system. That came in handy too. You know, because we were watching a show revolving around MUSIC.

But yeah. It was nice. Chill.

NEEDED after the exams and applications and everything.

I'm looking forward to the next installment where we finish what we started.

Hope you're all well.
:)

a macaroni morning and aspartame afternoon

"There isn't anyone you couldn't love once you've heard their story."
- Mary Lou Kownacki

--

THE EXAMS ARE OVER.

My goodness, what a relief this is. No. I don't think you understand. Right after the paper, I didn't feel the 'whooo! exams are over!' thing. I just kinda slumped in my chair and sighed loudly.
But it was a nice feeling all the same.

I skipped on a high schoolie reunion mamak thing that Quek organised for the after exams celebrations. Partly because I'm exhausted, partly because I want to be home.
Well, in my room at least.

Cheryl came over this morning and we rendezvoused to Jaya Grocer to pick up Spongebob shaped macaroni and cheese. We also got two GIANT bottles of Coke light.
(We agreed not to disclose any information on the other unhealthy items that we bought, so this is all you're getting.)

OH. I forgot. Before we went to Jaya Grocer, I took Cheryl to her first drive thru (through) car wash near my place. Most would say it doesn't work. Well, to be fair, it could have BETTER results. But it's so much more exciting going through the dark tunnel than getting out the car to watch people manually wash it.
She looked terrified the entire time. It was awesome.

Anyway, we brought our steals home (no, we didn't ACTUALLY steal...sheesh...), and set up to eat brunch. Her excuse was that she was gymming. Mine was that I was depressed about my exam (which went quite well, btw).
Then we hung out for a bit and Cheryl very generously offered to drive me in to college DESPITE THE FACT THAT SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO.

AND it is her birthday tomorrow.

I don't know what that had to do with anything. But yeah. Red bull. Not so good.

I NEEDED IT, OKAY?!

So that was my eventful morning and afternoon. I spent the rest of the time in the library with the other Econs nerds cramming in some last minute studying and distracting everyone with my tumblr page and green elbow.

Then we sat the paper. It was easier than we expected it to be, which is a good thing.

*smile*

--

I think I've learned to be more patient.

But I didn't need to hear that.

Hope you're well.

a letter to you

- you

I don't know why this urge to write you came up all of a sudden, but I'm not really questioning it.

I just want you to know that I am thankful for you.
It may not seem that way sometimes, but know I am.
I always am.

You don't know it, but sometimes it's the tiniest things you say that get me through the day smiling.

And that's pretty cool.

Well, yeah. That's what I wanted to say.

- me

my elbow hurts

Sometimes, I get myself into sticky situations.
They are quite often quite ridiculous, which is why most people know about them soon after they happen.

Yesterday is a perfect example of this.

I was using my laptop on my bed when I knocked my unbelievably tiny handphone behind it. There's a small gap between the headboard and the mattress. The phone disappeared quickly.

Of course the first way I tried to reach is was from the side.

But the thing was waaaay too deep in. So I got up onto the bed and stuck my arm in behind the mattress and the headboard. The same way the phone fell behind the bed.
Getting TO the phone was easy. My weight was enough to squish the mattress enough to make room for my arm.

BUT my mattress is really quite firm and teamed up with the headboard to clamp my arm at the elbow.
After a few valiant yet fruitless attempt to free myself, I called Rach because I was losing the feeling in my fingers and my arm was tingling and I was freaking out.

She offered to turn her car around to bust in and help me out, which is when I told her that my door was locked and the only key was in my room with me.
I told Cheryl about this part:

Amanda Shiew: but then i told her that my door was locked and the only key was in my room
Amanda Shiew: awesome
cheryl d'souza: how do you get yourself into these situations?
Amanda Shiew: it's a talent, i think
cheryl d'souza: well, in that case, well done
Amanda Shiew: thanks

Rach tried keeping me calm and kept giving me new suggestions to get out after the last one didn't work.
I kept asking if I could cut my arm off.

Way to be helpful.

I don't think you understand how painful it was.

Eventually, I found a way to manoeuvre (how weird is the spelling of that word?!?) myself so that I could apply enough weight to squeeze it out.
It was such a relief.
Rach made me check that everything was still in working order (which it was).
Then we hung up.

I was on the phone for seven and a half minutes. I was stuck for eight and a half.

Now, my elbow is seriously bruised. You can't see it. But I can feel it. Oh, I can feel it.

So yeah. Sticky situations. They be my thing.

Hope you've had a great Wednesday.

:)

te quiero mucho

Hi.

Today was a good day.

today will be a good day

Hi. I miss you.

--

Kay.

So lately, I've been trying this new thing. When I wake up, I take a deep breath and say:

"Hey, you know what? Today's gonna be a good day."

So far, it's been working splendidly. But today, it didn't go so well because I woke up to a text from my mum. It was about part of the application that I need to submit. About eight messages came in telling me I was irresponsible and asking me 'why are you like this?'.

I hadn't had much sleep and was looking forward to waking up late after having to get up early every day for the past week.

I think she was justifiably angry and that it was all warranted, but I was at a point where I couldn't take the scolding.
It was hurtful, and there was nothing I could say to make it stop.

All I did was wait for her to finish, told her I was going to make the call and dialed Anne's number.

"Hey, Manda."

"Hi. Um. Can you talk?"

"Sure."

Then I talk-cried for fifteen minutes.
Is what happens when exhaustion really gets to me.

I felt a bit better after that and went to have a look at the stuff I had so I knew exactly what to ask for. Turns out, I already had the thing I wanted to get. So I called my mother to tell her, but she didn't pick up. She was teaching. So I called dad and told him and he said 'okay' and I went back to sleep.

The squish came by for a teeny weeny bit, making things better. :)

When she left for class, I went back to sleep.

I got up again at around three and started working again. Popped down for some nutrition while I was at it.

And now I keep repeating that today is gonna be a good day.

And maybe, just maybe, I'll believe it.

five down, one to go

I think this is quite the adorable.

--

THERE IS ONLY ONE PAPER LEFT.

THERE ARE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW FREAKING EXCITED I AM.

Right now, I'm hiding out in the library.
That sounds nerdy, but I'm tip-tapping away at the keys on my laptop. Not studying. I think I deserve somewhat of a break for a while.
I had TWO papers today, okay? Give me a break.

So yeah. Math wasn't as great as I would have liked, but I think Lit went well.

There's a problem I have when I have two papers on the same day. I tend to prep more for the one I'm more likely to do better in and forgo the grade of the other.
It's not a very good thing to do. :S

*sigh*

But YEAH.

This morning, I was supposed to get up at seven so that I could get a little bit of work done. I set the alarm and put the phone way far away so that I'd have to get up to turn it off.
It went off at seven, I got up and snoozed it.
Then I brought it to the bed and put it next to my head and dozed off again.
It went off every five minutes. I kept snoozing it.

At eight, Cheryl called and announced her presence outside my gate.
As I started pulling myself out of bed, there was a knock at the door. It was Cheryl.
She climbed over the gate.

I'm kidding.

Dad let her in.

After I showered, we visited the Golden Arches to fuel ourselves for the day.
Did you know that they now have a mega sausage mcmuffin with egg? It's got two sausage patties. It's awesome.

And fattening.

We get it. Stop judging us. We skipped lunch.

I'm in the library because I'm waiting for Cheryl. I'm waiting for Cheryl because she is my friend. She also has a car that is going to IKEA for meatballs later. :))

That smiley has a double chin. Not because it is happy, but because it is fat.

Yew Eng made fun of my unnaturally small pinkies today.

That would have bothered me if it wasn't true. But it is. So I see no flaw in his observation and subsequent mockery.

HAHA.

--

I've had a relatively good day. :)
That's surprising because I've hardly had any sleep.

Wooooooo!

The only problem is that my back hurts because this chair sucks. Bleh.
Haha the librarian man is pushing the chairs in at the table I am at. Did I mention that I'm the only one sitting at this table?
Sad sad sad.

Hope you're all doing splendidly. :)

they say i'm a dreamer

I do hope you're okay.

--

Hello.

Lately, I haven't been getting much sleep. Not that I haven't been sleeping. It's just that when I DO sleep, I dream vividly. I can see everything, hear everything and feel everything clearly.
I don't particularly know why or how this happened all of a sudden.

I mean, yeah, it's kind of exciting to have an adventure every night. But I'm seriously not getting enough sleep.

It's not that I feel like I haven't slept at all. Rather, just a sense of general tiredness when I'm not doing anything exciting.
So I nap.
Then I dream some more.

I've tried looking this up online to figure out what could be causing this all of a sudden. It's been happening for the past couple of months and is beginning to affect me slightly.
For the first time in a while, I have eyebags that I can both feel and see.

Of course it has to happen during my exam period.

That's another thing.

The exams being stretched over the whole month of January is waaaay exhausting, man. The stamina that I've needed to keep squeezing from myself is insane.

INSANE.

So yeah. The point of this post was to tell you that I'm tired.

Pffft.

Seeya.

frawesome on a saturday night

Hey.

Just got back from Hema's eighteenth not too long ago. It was pretty frawsome.

frawesome: freaking awesome

I was the first of the old high schoolies to arrive, so I spent the first hour or so mingling with the new people. Well, to Hema they are old people, but I've never met them before. They were all pretty much really friendly and chatty which made conversation a lot easier to hold.

Eventually, people started pouring in. The house had forty over people in it. That's more people than I've ever seen it hold since the first time I was there in Year Seven.

I'll admit that though I was excited about the party, there was this sense of apprehension in me about being around so many people I didn't know. Parties at Hema's have always been about getting back together with the people you went to school with and making a few more memories with them.
Now it was a huge experiement involving the collision of two 'opposite forces', if you will.

It was pleasant.

Well, as pleasant as you can get with thumping music, endless bottles of alcohol and energetic, young people.

Hah.

I don't think I'd be able to properly describe anything that happened tonight. As I type, the party is still going on and people are still having a really good time.

Hema said it was the best birthday party ever.

That's good enough for me. I'm just glad I was there.

--

I actually met Hems this morning at Metropolitan College for my SAT subject test. A happy coincidence had my car pull up right behind hers as well as me in the same room she was.
Very cool.

Hope you're all well.

:)

--

P.S. Big thanks to Hema's parents for hosting the party. We're not an easy bunch to put up with.

there's something about the rain falling that makes me feel much better

I won't lie. The reason all my friends know your name, what you look like and what you do is because I tell them. I tell them because I'm proud of you and kind of want to show you off.

--

It's been a tough few days for me. My brain hasn't shut up about anything and the more I tried to make it stop, the louder everything got. Just plenty and plenty of sound and noise and ultimate craziness.

It actually changed me, slightly.

But I'm back now. :)

Better than ever.

I woke up today and my first thought was:

"Today? Yeah, that doesn't sound so bad."

And it completely changed my attitude and by brain stopped whirling and making me feel sick. And today, during the thunderstorm, while everything OUTSIDE my head was crashing, flashing and making as much noise as possible, I found that I was completely back to where I wanted to be.

Everything in my mind quietened down and I remembered another moment that occurred in the rain not long ago.

And that made me smile wider.

:)

GIVES ME HOPE

please click the above link.

--

Okay, so yesterday I was planning to blog after I got home from the exam. It went okay and all and I was gonna give updates as well as funny snippets of the conversations I had with Cheryl while she refugeed at my place.

But when I got home and checked my Tumblr dashboard, I saw something that Sofie reblogged from GMH. The post sounded pretty cool so I decided to check it out.

I haven't cried that much for that long in my life.

Inspiring stuff.

It's just really cool to know that there are people out there who are still so full of grace and honesty and willingness to give.

Hope you're well.

:)

honey, i'll be fine

:)

It's cold, late and my back hurts.

I'm going to sleep.

Goodnight.

the panel of the nameless switches

Hi blog.

I'm downstairs again.

My uncle came back today to have a look at the panel of the nameless switches and fixed the lights in my room. The fan too. Well, everything was fixed right before he left. Now, remember that I was working downstairs the whole time. This means that I didn't stay in my room after checking that everything worked.

I went back up a couple hours later all excited to be in my room again.

Then I flipped the fan's 'on' switch.

Nothing happened.

*sigh*

I unenthusiastically tried the others and lo and behold, nothing worked anymore.

What does that mean?

Well, I think it means I'm sleeping on the couch again. Whoop and double whoop.
Sleeping on the couch isn't THAT bad. A big plus point is that getting up isn't a problem because it isn't as squishily comfortable as my bed.

So those are my sleeping arrangements for the night.

My math paper is tomorrow. It's at 6.30 in the evening. Wheeeee. Long day for me.
And everyone else who's sitting it.
Fun times.


It's dark down here. And kind of cold.
Doesn't help that I'm drinking cold water. But ice is yummy.

What else have I done today?

Hmm...

OH!

I crayoned nipply flowers! Now wait a second before you judge me.

Mum drew a bunch of flowers for her music class kids to use. They're meant to teach the kids about the steady beat as well as phrasing.
The song that is being used in conjunction to the flowers is about planting a cabbage seed. Mum thought it would be a good idea to draw 'seeds' in the middle of the flower so that she could show them. She wouldn't listen to me when I told her that the flowers weren't cabbages, making her point moot.

Adam saw the flowers we were drawing and then went ahead to say loudly,

"That looks like a nipple!"

...

Well done.
(They look NOTHING like nipples, btw. But I'm still calling them the nipply flowers.)

Heh. Yeah. The colouring was a nice distraction from differentiation and what not.

But I have completed them and now have to go back to math.

After this call.

:)

smile, happy looks good on you.

--

Hi blog.
Exam time is crazy time.

Blood, sweat and tears have all had their fair share of shedding. It's crazy mad. I can feel my heart thudding most of the time. You can always hear your heart beating, you say? Well, I bet you can't hear it beating IN YOUR HEAD.

It's the same kind of kerthump kerthump after a period of serious physical exertion.

And I'm not even moving from my chair, most of the time.

Yeah.

Instead of freaking out like I usually do, I've been going through happy blogs to keep me going. It's seriously very helpful.

See what I mean?

:)

Funny story today.

The past few days have had the downstairs ceiling fans and lights not working. None of them would allow themselves to be switched on. So as you can imagine, it was really hot and stuffy there.

Today, my uncle came over and fixed the everything. All the lights flickered on and the fans began rotating. Awesome? Sure. Everything was back to normal.
But right after I saw him off and went back up to my room, I realised something was up.

MY lights and fan didn't work now.

They still don't work. None of them. My room is currently in total darkness.

I'm downstairs at the dining table again. I think I may just stay here the night. As in, downstairs on the couch. Yeah. Don't tell my parents though. They didn't seem very happy with me the last time I did that (last week).

Hah.
Funny twist, huh?
Yup. All the other rooms in the house are okay. Every single room in the house works except mine.

I showered in the dark.

I'd say it was strangely liberating. Not having anyone seeing you naked in a normal shower is one thing. Not being able to see yourself naked in a dark shower is something completely different.

Try it at least once.

I insist.

Righto. Back to the math. How satisfyingly exciting.

*salute*

flurp

How cool would the world be if more people went by this?

The only reason things like these get to me so much is because I know how much I've managed to screw up in my short lifetime.
If the people around me weren't forgiving, I probably wouldn't have friends.

It's no use surrounding yourself with people who like the you that doesn't screw up.

Another little reminder I found in the box-o-icons:
Yeah. Weird post? Well, that's how I'm feeling tonight. Deal.

11:11

I'm probably listening to the most hilariousest thing ever.

Hah.

--

Okay, I KNOW it's not 11:11 right now. But I did catch it today, which was kind of awesome. Catching it has never been anything less than exciting.


Right, for those of you who don't know, 11:11 is the magical time that you're supposed to look out for and wish on. You're not supposed to share your wish with anyone.

Just close your eyes.

Make it.

Smile.

Sure, it probably doesn't work. But it DOES give you that same sense of childish hope that sometimes, what you wish for isn't that out of your reach.

It's a good feeling. I suggest you go for it the next time you see the four ones appear on your clock. :)

--

Today, I woke up unnaturally late. That is my fault. I was totally freaked when I opened my phone and what I saw was a flashing '15:03'.

Well done.

And I'm still tired.

Even better.

when i can't sleep

I give up trying and write blog posts.

I don't know why I am still up. Dixon is the one who went and drank coffee at midnight.

Haha.

--

The papers on Wednesday went...well...special. Heh. I struggled all the way through the Stats one, but Econs went well. Or, at least, I think it went well. It does require a lot of speed writing, though. Let's hope this pans out well. *crosses fingers*

Speaking of crossing fingers, it reminds me. As a kid, I'd always use the expression. But I stayed away from actually crossing my fingers. Why? Because it took to much darn effort to cross them. I needed both hands to successfully cross the two fingers on my hand.

Kind of embarrassing.

But not really. I just thought it was lame. Hah.

ANYWAY, the next exam is next Wednesday. Awesome. This is me pretending not to freak out because it's not like it's a math paper or anything. Yeah. Math. Love math.

I love math the same way I love getting chewed on by hungry alligators.

Yeah. THAT much. I find it hard to believe sometimes, myself. Hah.

--

Wow am I tired. I feel like I'm not making sense anymore.

Well, I do feel like that a lot of the time.

OH - that reminds me of the conversation we had in the DSA about Stats two and Mechanics one. The usual suspects, Cheryl, Sna and Fiface.

[We already do Stats one. Next sem, we have a choice between doing more difficult Stats OR a different subject, Mechanics.]

We were trying to decide which subject to choose:

Cheryl: Well, I KNOW we get to choose because one of my friends? Yeah, he got to try a week of Stats and a week of Mechanics before he decided.

Fifa: Yeah, but I don't know what to choose. What if it's hard?

Me: Well, I think I've got it figured out. Bear with me here.

Fifa: *looks up but doesn't look convinced I have a good explanation*

Me: Okay, so see, Mechanics one is easier when compared to Mechanics two-

Fifa: Oh, well done. Good job figuring that out.

Me: SHUT. You WAIT. I'm not done! Mechanics one is easier in comparison to Mechanics two, and Stats two IS more difficult than Stats one, BUT Mechanics one is probably around the same difficulty level as Stats two.

Fifa: Okay, yeah, you lost me.

Sna: Actually, that kinda does make sense.

Me: *thows hands up into the air* Thank you!

Cheryl: *bobs head to music she's been listening to the whole time*

--

Haha. I was so out of breath after that. And my brain hurt.

Well done.

Uh oh. I can hear the mosque. I think that's my cue to book it.

Shouldn't be up this late.

Goodnight!

another morning post

Because seriously, it's not worth holding on to.

It never is.

a morning post

A bottle of Pepsi Max
A late night spent at the dining table.
A short nap on the couch.
A breakfast of blueberry waffles with ham, cheese and habanero tabasco sauce.
A quick go on the piano.
An encouraging text.
A short call from the best friend.
A cold shower.
And a reminder to wear pants.

Bring it, today. I am SO ready.

i can feel the insanity setting in

*trrrrring*

"I have a chocolate chip cookie craving."

"Yummy. :) Indulge?"

"There are no cookies here! It is very sad."

":( Oh no. You know what you need? You need an emergency stash."

"If I had one, I'd deplete it."

"No. You'd have to make it difficult to penetrate so that you could only get to it in a fit of ravenous insanity."

"I can't. No self control."

"Hmmm. Do you have any at home?"

"Don't think we have the cookies I'm craving for. Oh well. Good lesson in denying self. :)"

"I have chocolate chip cookies. I just found them."

"Boo."

"I love you. :)"

"Smart cover."

--

Hello.

I have spent my entire day downstairs doing Econs.

In the span of time I have done this, I have developed the habit of talking to myself out loud and getting excited about small things no one would notice.
Like the clippy things from IKEA that we use to seal open bags of sugar.

yeah.

Forget the wheel, THIS is the best invention ever.

I've had two cups of coffee today, but I could drift off right now if I let myself. This is not good. I need to stay awake today. I need to study. NEED.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED.

So yeah.

But I think being locked in the house for many hours of the day makes me crazy. I can feel the insanity setting in.

Like, forserious insanity.

*melts away into nothing*

--

P.S. tumblr is awesome.

i think this one speaks for itself

more scribble

Okay, so it's become quite obvious that I failed my initial plan to blog everyday.
It's funny.

As soon as it became a RULE, I didn't feel like doing it anymore. I didn't feel like blogging because I had to. That makes me wonder if I would have done it better if there was no 'must' factor.
If I would have because I felt like it.

Maybe.

But maybe not. Because the reason I haven't been blogging is that I've been super distracted. There's a lot on my mind and I can't seem to stop my mind from reeling.

For example, last night, I had the weirdest dream. It's too long for me to document the whole thing but I will tell you about the last part where I was in a lorry. Driving it. I rear ended another car on purpose then realised that that was against the law. I floored it.
For some strange reason, the steering wheel was very very small and I caught myself mostly pressing the brake because the thing was rocketing forward like there was no tomorrow. I don't know HOW dream me didn't hit anything. It was kind of amazing.
Even in a dream.

But yeah.

I've been dreaming every night for weeks now. I'm not getting good enough sleep. I'm kind of tired, but it's better than no sleep at all.

I realise I do miss blogging. It's talking freely about things that I don't think people will actually care about. When I find they do, it's awesome. I don't think you understand how cool it is when people show interest in lame things like my life.

Haha.

The weirdness has manifested itself into some other version of me. It's weirding people out. Sorry.

--

"You know I love you right?"

"Yeah."

"You make it really difficult sometimes."

"...I know."

"...but it's worth it. It's always worth it."

--

If any of you are checking back, you'll notice that project 365 has also failed. Maybe it's my weird mood that is making me not care about this.

Also, I don't have a camera that is separate from my computer, making it kind of difficult to get shots out of the house. I'd like to do that, but can't really. Which is unfortunate.

I'm trying to be better about blogging.

I really do enjoy it.

It's just sometimes, when the mood hits, when THIS mood hits, I don't really feel like doing anything.

It should pass.

Hopefully. *crosses fingers*

Well wishes from the crazy that is me.

:)

don't take this the wrong way, but to me, you're just a talking sinkhole

The Class. Epic. :)

--

Hi guys.

As usual, I'm supposed to be studying right about now, but trying to make Econs make sense to my brain right now is giving me an actual headache.
So I'm taking a short break to tell you about something funny that happened today.

After my morning study session with the squish, I decided to go out with mum for lunch. We went to Organic Recipe which was nearby.
The food there is decent and quite the nutritious. Recommended? Yes.

Anyway, to get from the carpark to the restaurant, four flights of stairs have to be traversed. Downwards. After your meal, they must again be used. UPWARDS.


Mum: *looking down at decorated feet* I think I need to go for a pedicure.

Me: Okay..

Mum: Would you ever get one?

Me: What? A pedicure?! *incredulous look*

Mum: *obliviously* Yeah. Why not?

Me: It's a waste of time.

Mum: Cheh..

Me: Please, lah. I wear shoes ALL the time.

Mum: You could admire them yourself.

Me: ... right.

*beat*

Mum: Ugh...these stairs.

Me: Well, SOMEONE is unfit.

Mum: My legs buuuuuurn.

Me: Hahahaha.

[In the car]

Me: ARE YOU PANTING?!

Mum: ...yeah.

Me: Hah! *looks out the window and tries to ignore burny feeling in legs while quietly taking deep breaths*

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Later at the McD's Drive Thru:

Lady: Hello! Good afternoon! Welcome to McDonalds! Would you like to order a Prosperity Meal?

*beat*

Mum: No.


Way to kill the joy, Ma.

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Okay, I have to get back to work. I'm gonna lose the momentum I have going.

Wishing you well,

manda.

IT'S STUDY TIME

I would LOVE to write a post today.

But I am under constant surveillance and need to continue hitting the books. Hard.

SO, we're just gonna have to wait for this one.

Hope you're all well.

:)

shadow

Due to how restless I was last night, instead of fruitlessly trying to sleep, I wrote a song.

Now, it's been forever since the last time I completed a song I was happy with. So this is very exciting. I am quite the pleased with this one.

This one actually has quite an interesting story. :)

Because I don't have the time to figure out how to get a little clicky thing that'll let you hear the mp3 version I have, I quickly stitched together a video of the picture I drew the other day. One picture.
Sorry, I really don't have the time to make something elaborate.

I've had a decent day.

Went out in the morgan with the madre.

She had a class to teach, so I sat outside like a hobo flipping through The Kite Runner for the billionth time. Then we had lunch. Then I had coffee.

Mmm coffee.

Good talk time. She was super mad at me as we left because I was three minutes late. (If you know my mother, seriously, that's like half an hour.) After the yelling and silent car ride, everything was okay.

As usual.

When I got home, after studying for a bit, I got a call. Shaun. Again, good talk.

Then more studying. Wheeeeeeee!

RACH IS HOME. :D

Day: Complete

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Right, so here's the song. Lyrics are there too for those interested. :)

Please do feel free to leave comments and stuff. It'd be greatly appreciated. Thanks.



The phone rings and it's you
You sound okay but you tell me that you're not
There's nothing I can do
We both know it'd be better if you stopped
And I'm too far away
To hold you up and tell you you're okay

The sleep will try to claim you
Your feet will now betray you
You're treading the waters that we both don't know
You're eyes are out of focus
You barely even notice
The shadow on the side that wants you home
It wants you home

The phone beeps and it's you
You tell me that he's caught your eye uh oh
There's nothing I can do
But pray that you don't slip and fall oh no
And I'm too far away
To get up and stand in your way

The sleep will try to claim you
Your feet will now betray you
You're treading the waters that we both don't know
You're eyes are out of focus
They barely even notice
The shadow on the side that wants you home
Wants you home

Cause it's scared
It wants you home cause it's scared

The sleep will try to claim you
Your feet will now betray you
You're treading the waters that we both don't know
You're eyes are out of focus
They barely even notice
The shadow on the side that wants you home
That wants you home

I want you home
I want you home

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Hope you're all well.

:)

laughing with

hi blog.

i'm so scared.

project 365

"I love. I have loved. I will love."
-- Audrey Niffenegger

What a reminder.

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“It is all your quirks,
things you hate about yourself,
that captured my heart.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

Okay, this guy, Tyler Knott, seems to be one of the coolest people on the planet. Please, please check him out.

HE WRITES HAIKU FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

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*ahem*

I have composed myself and am going to write an entry now.

SO, as you may have seen, this post is titled 'Project 365'. Let me tell you about it.

Project 365 is an internet based project where you're supposed to take a picture for every day of the year and post it up online. It's not really for anyone but yourself. Just for you to document your year in picture form.
Putting it online just makes it a nice way to share with others.

Now, Cheryl brought this to my attention and I thought it was a pretty cool idea. So I'm doing it. As is she. You can check out her photoblog here and mine here. :)
We're doing well at the moment, eh?

ALSO, I thought it would be pretty cool if I BLOGGED every day for a year.

What do you think?

Sounds a bit like a challenge, huh?

I AM SO EXCITED TO DO THIS.

"Yes Amanda," you say, "but this is only January. I'm sure you'll get tired at some point..."

YOU PARTY POOPER!!

--

Seriously though, I don't expect I'll be writing long posts all the time. Just at least SOMETHING. Even a sentence or two. Anything to keep the momentum going.

It's gonna be great.

Just you see.

Hope you're well.

:)

--

P.S. The beanie you see in my previous post? Yeah. I named him Nicola. He is extremely cool.

nicola. :)

"uh, do you wanna go to genting?"

"WHAT?!?!"

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Yes. That is what I woke up to.

This morning, we went on a family trip to Genting. Genting Island (as Adam so eloquently put it).

The day started weirdly and just got weirder.

After getting ready to leave, I went downstairs to wait on the couch. I was sent back up to my room to change into jeans. That happens a lot. Usually, I have to change my shirt due to the grubbiness of the one I chose. *shakes head* Nevermind. That's not the point.

Mum had to go get dad from the repair shop because the Naza hates us and never wants to work anymore. As she was walking out the door, she started screaming.

Turns out, Jazz managed to catch and kill a baby bird.

After failing to spray the bird from Jazz's possession, mum gave up and left the task to Alex and I. So I abandoned the de-decoration of the Christmas tree and got Alex and as a team, we successfully outsmarted the dog.

Nothing to be proud of. I know.

GENTING!

I'll skip the journey because it'll be me telling you about a windy, jerky ride in the middle seat. Adam on my left, Alex on the right.

Yeah.

Of course, on the way up it decides to rain. OF COURSE. So instead of spending the whole day screaming my guts out on rides that I was actually excited about, I spent it walking around in a crowded building.

It wasn't that bad.

I would have rather gone on the rides, though.

Spent a bit of time in the arcade. Racing. Alex. Mum. Adam.

I beat Alex, by about as much as the other two beat me. Alex beat the other two by miles. I don't know what went wrong where. Heh.

This post seems rather 'blah' to me. I don't know why. So I guess I'll stop it here.

Smile for the beanie. :)

Wow my teeth look white.

--

Hope you're all doing splendidly.

;)

Sometimes that's all it takes to make my day.

--

Today, I was struck by the inspiration bolt of lightning.

I drew something.

It felt amazing.

I never realised how much I miss it.

--

goodnight.

rah rah ah ah ah

Your call last night made me smile. :)

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Happy New Year, everyone.

I spent the new year in church at the E.N.D party.

It was a great time of fellowship. (Yes, everyone says that. I MEAN it, though.) Jam packed full of good food, memories and great performances. I'll admit that I was kind of hesitant about going, but don't regret it one bit.

On the note of performances, I was asked to perform too. :S

Last night marked the first time I ever got up on stage to sing and play - ALONE.

The idea itself was enough to freak me out. I think it went well, though. At first, I was planning to do two originals, Better Than Fine and Waiting Anxiously, but inspiration struck early that morning, and I thought maybe a cover of Lady Gaga's Bad Romance would be a fun one to perform. I squashed the idea, though, when I realised I couldn't speak passable French.

During sound check, I thought I'd just show Shaun what I had been thinking. His response was,

"You should TOTALLY do that."

After a bit of psyching myself out, I agreed that I would. Just the first part of it as a sort of starter.

When it finally came to my turn to perform, we were running a bit behind time, so I cut Better Than Fine from the set. Chose to start with Bad Romance, telling the audience it was something they 'may have heard before'.

The crowd was super supportive and awesome in general. Even with the ridiculous capo hiccup between the first song and the second.

:)

It was fun. I don't think I've ever had that much fun up in front of people before.

Weird, I know.

Wish you had been there.

All in all, it was a great start of the year. I'd love to elaborate on it, but I have exams coming up and I really should get back to it.

Hope you're all well.

:)