Anonymity in Cyberspace

I was going to write about masked vigilantes on the internet in this post, but like yesterday, my mind is way too chopped up. I don't want to write about something that sucks when it's a great topic. When I'm in a good mood, I can ramble on about something without digressing much.

So I'll just talk about what happened today.


To sum it up:

1. sick and feverish
2. woke super late
3. got attacked by an overly friendly cat who shed alot of hair (called Wolly)
4. enjoyed an economics lesson
5. engaged in conversation with Victor on the bus but it was filled with many awkward silences
6. met my sister at our front door
7. ate a really really strange combo of food
8. caught up with my sister
9. went about doing stuff I do everyday (neighbours. omggg i hate sunny.)

I will upload the video of Wolly one day. When I say attacked, I don't mean ferociously. It just plodded all the way to me while I was standing at the bus stop (waiting for a bus which came late and i was 15 min early). Then it started rubbing itself all over my legs, OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME, CAT HAIR COVERED MY LEGS SO YUCKY. Then in economics, I felt abit itchy, and for a moment, I thought I was allergic to cat hair. But that was just a false alarm.

Mmm. Today was uneventful. People left school for their "As you like it". They get to watch a play during school time. D: I have to go out on a Friday night. blehh.

ACTIVITIES FOR THIS WEEK

Wed: Chatswood
Thurs: Darling Harbour
Friday: Bondi

What an interesting life I have.

Despite all the hype & colour I have in my life, sometimes I can't help but feel very plain and boring. I have alot of conversations with people filled with awkward silences. I don't know what to say, and am afraid of accidentally offending someone =.=. This is probably why I find blogging appealing. Blogging is healthy for the mind. Just say w/e you want whenever to whoever.

I also felt quite lonely today :( People were off to "as you like it" and I got to school late and had no idea people had gone away. The common room was mostly empty and I could SERIOUSLY SEE NO ONE. Then I realised that many people had a double free and were probably on their way home already. Damn. Monday lunches are quite quiet. To add to this, I feel a greater distance between my friends and I since year 12 started. Everyone's been quite preoccupied with school and things of study, and I'm still just pretty much the same, I just don't connect with them as much anymore.

What's worse is we're all spread out now. The canteen was cool. We used to all hang out in a bunch, taking up 1/4 of the floorspace in the canteen area. Now I see juniors cluttering the space and 4-5 seniors hanging around.

But I guess in life, somethings never change. I don't know whether that's bad or good, a bit of both I suppose.

Digressing: If you're feeling brave & man enough to stand viewing disturbing images, google "harlequin babies". One of the cruelest conditions mother nature has to offer to babies. I was shocked and scared the first time I googled it (thanks to Topher). yeah. That's the google search of the day. Perhaps I should make this a regular thing.

Speaking of google, I was gooling my own name before (teehee) seeing what would come up and OHMYGOSH! MY AVATAR CAME UP- which triggered me to write something about anonymity in cyberspace. My parents always tell me to not put my photos up on the internet incase someone unfriendly finds it and does voodoo or something strange like that (I lie, they never mentioned anything about voodoo.. that's just me).

I am the world's greatest digressor.

I am like that wiki game where you open up a page like "vampires" and try to end up on the page "hot dogs" by just clicking on hyperlinks in the page.

My mind is crazy. Continuing from above, voodoo... reminds me of the present I got from Lancy last year, which reminds me her birthday is coming up, which brings me to think, what the hell will I get her, a bag? which brings me to LOUIS VUITTON (not that i'm a fan or anything) which brings me to think about this character called LV in a korean drama I once watched which reminds me of FULL HOUSE, which reminds me of choc chip cookies (she ate them in one episode) which reminds me of sesame street. and so on.

This is why my blogs are so long.

Pray thee, are you all well? I'm starting to feel not so well again. Perhaps this is sleep related. I need my rest. Like all my nieces and nephews who need "naptime" I should probably follow in their tiny footsteps.

Little kids grow up so quickly.

The idiot in the background saying "BIG SUPERMAN" is me. ==;
You can also hear my cousin and my sister cooing he's so cute. And he seriously is. HOWEVER he's grown up into this violent little kid who uses a light sabre to threaten me (true story, at the last viet family reunion- I don't know why I'm invited to that. I'm not the slightest bit viet). Deary me. Him and Vincent have this HUGE GINORMOUS LOVE for Ben 10. 8) So GUESS WHO BOUGHT THEM BEN 10 WATCHES. Chyeaahhh. + 1 for the super aunt. (H)

I was just looking through my photos to find a bad pic of Thash, to bag him out online for pestering me through texting with other people's phones x) But I realised he's SUPER photogenic. Yes, Thash, you are amazingly photogenic and you look NORMAL if not good in my photos.

Damn you.

Oh back to relatives, my youngest niece, Laura is back in France (yes. Her father's french and she was born there) so she can school there and enjoy their super good health care benefits. I'll miss her, but I think my dad will miss her more. Despite the fact that my dad is tall big and scary looking, little kids really like him and the other way around too. Maybe its because its nice to breathe different air at a higher altitude when you're sitting on top of my dad's shoulders or something, but they just love him. Babies also stop crying when he's carrying them : natural born father yeah?

My mum on the other hand, connects well with animals. ALL animals love her. ALL ANIMALS. You may find it strange then, that we don't own any pets.

A couple of years back, Janette gave me a duckling of her two fab ducks Bubble and Pop. We called it Zip :) He was yellow with a black tail. Super cute. But about 3 days after I had it, it died. Man. I cried for AT least 3 days straight. I hate parting with others. :( I really grew fond of that yellow fluffball. I remember sneaking it into the house, letting it swim in our basic (HAHA) and when it pooed, I took a chopstick from the draw to pick out the plug so that the water + poo would get sucked down the pipes lol.

THINGS FOR GIRLS TO THINK ABOUT. I was at Toys r us the other day and I saw Polly Pocket. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE SUPER COOL MINISCULE MODELS?! I LOVED MY POLLY POCKETS (I had the christmas edition one, where there was a christmas house, with th elittle rooms, and then trees outside, an iceskate rink in the middle and a tree stump. When you pressed the treestump down, christmas music would place. Gosh I loved it so much. It fit in my hand. SO COOL. But now the PollyPockets are ugly, big and fat. The toys nowadays aren't intellectual at all. ARE WE BREEDING A NEW GENERATION OF LAZY DUMBER KIDS? No. It's just Polly Pocket.

When I'm older with a lot more money than now, I'd buy the old polly pockets.. off ebay or something. Money can buy happiness. :)

I love everything from the late 80s to the 90s.

OUTING- SMH Careers Expo 09

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Yesterday, I clicked on a link on Jero's blog and found myself printing out lots and lots of cubecraft characters :D Then I sat down with my sister and snipped and snipped and sliced and folded.. for a very long time.

We made these...


TADA. I love my spiderman (and bomberman). Garfield was a bitch to cut out, because of the WHISKERS and the tail T_T; The easiest was Domokun (♥ adding to my Domo collection)

That's her pile of mess. :) We had so much fun just listening to songs on my playlist (though we didn't really listen to it. She spent most of that time bitching about stuff going on at school x) and snipping.

scraps

This is my sister's bookshelf. Except all of the stuff on the bottom 2 shelves are mine, because I've run out of room on my bookshelf. Everything is stacked on the floor now. I won't have room to walk soon xD.

WHAT HAPPENED TODAY

TODAY: Richard, SY, Bosco, Christine, Justin, Drew, Winnie, Milo, Momo and I met up at Central station and boarded a bus that took us to Randwick Racecourse where the SMH Careers Expo 09 was being held. Most of us went in with free tickets we found at school, and we got lots of cool cool brochures/guide booklets with lists of UAI requirements for certain degrees.

There were also seminars you could sit in and listen to. They range from talking about how to do well overall in the HSC, how to maximise your UAI, to actually giving you info on doing well in advance english, biology, chem, math and scholarship info (le cordon bleu). It was quite interesting. I found the advanced english seminar helpful, but it was full of stuff we learn at school anyway.

ANGELA CHAN. I SAW YOU TODAY. AND YOU SAW ME TOO. I ALSO SAW KANNY LEE. LONG TIME NO SEE. :)

I ALSO SAW KARA CHEUNG.

(:

Anyway, Richard caused all of us to walk an extra 2k or so. HE DRAGGED US TO A JAPANESE RESTAURANT THAT WAS CLOSED!

WHAT WAS WORSE WAS THAT HE TOOK A HUGE DETOUR D:

Before we got dragged to that Jap restaurant, Winnie and I were planning on going to Pepper Lunch, because everything on the menu looks so cool, it's cheap and the restaurant smelled so nice. omg, i was sniffing through the door crack xD But Drew said it would be better for everyone to stick together. So we followed them to the gay gay gay closed restaurant. So after our unsuccessful trip to that horrid Japanese restaurant, we trekked back to Pepper Lunch (except it didn't take a long time at all because we took the route a normal person would take- the short one. D: D: D: richaaaaaaaarrrdddddd. We were all just fully verbally bashing him on our way back towards the city (yes. That restaurant was SUPER close to the Anzac Bridge.. we walked so much).

Winnie, Milo and I went to Pepper Lunch and the rest of them went to another Jap restaurant (HAAA.)

Winnie looking very attractive. (note: I will say alot of " Winnie & I" in this blog because for most of the fun parts it was just her and I, everyone left before us xD)

YUMYUMYUMYUMYUM

TUCK IN

Zoom in on the food that looks so plain but tastes so great.

This is what I ordered. Kenkuchi? something kuchi? steak. mmm the steak juice was quite nice. :D

Lunch was fun. There were jokes cracked, one involving broken faces and Peter Chen (which I had no part in btw, I had no idea what happened until today. lol) Hurrhurr. In the midst of us talking about the garlic soy sauce ( Winnie said to Milo: squirt that in your rice. However, Milo and I both heard " squirt in in your eyes" HAHA and that went on for a minute or so. Quite funny) I HEARD THE FALUN GONG FOLK BANGING ON DRUMS ETC, and then in the reflection I saw people marching.

I WAS SO EXCITED. I RAN OUT OF PEPPER LUNCH WITH MY CAMERA AND TOOK SHOTS.

This fat annoying photographer dude kept blocking me though. When I walked left, he'd walk left and when I walked right, he'd move right. So annoying. I wanted to kick him out of the way with my no-yet-sore-foot... The people looked scary. I don't blame China for being scared of these people plotting a revolution against the government. Haha, there are SO MANY of them and they're all so passionate about this stuff.

They played communisty music, but they had signs like " SAY NO TO COMMUNISM". Sorry to sound ignorant, but communism hasn't been THAT entirely bad right? It's getting better nowadays anyway. But I won't go into it.

Dootdidoot more paraders. I'm really glad I keep my camera on me all the time. I love whipping out my camera and capturing memories on a little blue plastic chip, which I can shove into the computer and share with EVERYONE else. :D [Digressing slightly, the english teacher who gave a talk at the seminar today said he always has a camera with him so he can take photos of spelling errors he finds in signs and noticeboards around the place... Anyway, after the seminar, I walked out of the room, and checked the time noticeboard and I realised there were lots of spelling errors! SPELL CHECK MUCH?]

Ladies in old, old, old costumes. Man... It's like the chinese opera clothes. I hate chinese opera. My mum used to listen to it on the radio, and omg, it was like excruciating. ITS SO GROSS> D: D: D:

Are these manchurian outfits? I don't see why they would wear these costumes on "World Falun Gong Day" It's just very weird, and not something I'd think about.

Man, when I see these folk in this type of clothing, I automatically think of all the olden day tvb canto comedy dramas I've watched.

Everything's so colourful!

WOO! ARMOUR.

Oops, I mean World Falun Dafa day.

I ran out a second time because after the first bunch of people marched away, ,I thought it was over, but I had to run back to catch a glimpse of yellow people playing minidrums. According to my dad, he knows how to drum on these drums (.. hmm. strange sentence).

Dootdidoot. Does this count as a protest? Anyway, there were so many asian people I felt like I was at school or something :P

Okay, so the main FUN I had today would have to be walking around after lunch. Visiting clothing stores to find nice clothes- eventually turned into a formal dress hunting expedition. I have photos, but I don't think I'll post them up. Winnie will cry. hehe. Though she needn't. She looks quite nice in something plain (speaking of plain. OMG $5 nice shirts in a little boutique @ market city- )

UAI ADMISSION GUIDES BELOW. Everything is to do with UAI or business/comm. If you're into that stuff, maybe I can help you. Just gimme a holler :)

This dress has a nice bubble hemline. I like the bottom half of the dress. So poofy.

NOTHING ELSE TO SAY. I AM SO TIRED.

GBYE ALL and checkout all the new bloggers ;)

UAIUAIUAIUAIPRESSUREPRESSURE

Mood: scared
Currently: Freaking the crap out of myself by thinking about my future.

When I say freaking the crap out of myself, I mean, the whole shaking hands, jittery body, suddenly feeling feverish episodes.

Oh man.

After today's year meeting I really just want to shoot everything and just hope everything ends asap or that everything just STOPS and nothing happens.

I just feel like time is running out.

I feel so out of touch... with everything.

My future looks grim.

Perhaps I should start digging a hole for myself.




MAN. I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY hate the "talks" that the principal gives. Especially the one she gave today. It felt really demoralising. Right to the point I'm feeling so low just over lousy marks, I feel like I have psychological problems.

Man.. the year meeting should have just been presentation & awards. No talks or whatever. Maybe its just me, but most of what they said, I already knew. But things like, balace work and play... BLAH BLAH STOP STATING THE OBVIOUS ALREADY.

And wth was with that LOWEST UAI MARK taunt. Man. WHAT the heck is she drumming into our minds.

Geez. She's starting to mess with the way I think and feel about myself.

Great.

You know what else is burdening me?

The freaking "recession". Technically it isn't even a recession.

Nevertheless I hate it.

Why?

We have more stuff to learn, more statistics etc in economics (though it does make economics feel more REAL and relevant to my everyday life).

LESS JOBS IN THE AREA I WANT TO APPLY IN.


If my mood will not lift before Friday, I am not driving. I do not want to put people's life at risk. Bahaahaaa (that was a lame attempt at being jokerish. I can't do it. My spirit is broken. MEEEND IT SOMEONE. btw. I'm a good driver, despite whatever you men may say, but I'm a pretty darn good lady driver).


BTW. 2 marks in 2ueng = 40 ranks.
Lots of food for thought.

NEW BLOGGER

HI AGAIN EVERYONE.

I have another blog to add to my reading list :)

Joseph's Wordpress

He's very tech savvy :D

Hmm. I don't have much to say.. except school is starting way too soon.

GOOD SONG I FOUND ON YOUTUBE:

I Just Want You- AJ Rafael

If you want it and can't find it 8) just ask. Bah. Disjointedness. Stupid school. It's making me panic. You know what else is making me panic? People who have this stupid countdown to the HSC..

x: HEY BELLE
B: :O HI HOW ARE YOU LONG TIME NO SEE
x: yeahh. How's Ruse, you nerds
B: ==; I don't think I'm like most of them...
x: well study hard ! only somethingsomething(replace with number) days until the HSC
B: *no reply*
x: haha it's sneaked up on us yeah?

DONT FREAKING TELL ME HOW MANY DAYS I HAVE LEFT. DONT TELL ME HOW MANY HOURS & MINUTES I HAVE LEFT. LET ME LIVE MY LIFE IN PEACE :(

Freaking athletics carnival. I haven't gone out for a run for months. I give up this year. I also want to give up on Xcountry zone. Are yr 12s excused from going? The prospect of running another 4 K is making me feel sick.

Today, I started freaking out about my future. By today, I mean just 30 mins ago. It must be all this music. Happy music depresses me.

Dootdidoot.

Tomorrow shall be dedicated to biology. BIOLOGY IT IS.

HELLO INTERNET

My internet is back, and I feel ecstatic.

:) I read the "UPDATE" pleas teehee and discovered many more mysterious strangers in my chatbox :O :O

SHOUTOUT TO BLEB: HIGHDYHO TO YOU TOO. :) Haven't seen you all holidays! Hope you're fine 'n all. Too much study? :P

Returning to normal broadcasting, I've been hiding in my room for the past 2 days, living on potato gems (loveLOVElove) and watching all of How I Met Your Mother, which is legendary ;) and Scrubs. There are so many seasons of Scrubs =______=; I've been watching for years and I haven't completed it yet.

According to my dad, he used to watch Scrubs too but he stopped because it just went on for too long. 9 seasons yeah? Crazy. You know what else is crazy? My eyes. Well, my eyelids to be precise. They're swollen... ish and look red, and I haven't cried, or rubbed my eyes.. or anything out of the normal. This baffles me to the extreme, I can't stop thinking about it. I don't want to go see a doc because my "at home" clothes are so much more comfortable than a shirt and jeans xD and I'm scared of hearing the word "infection" which is a word my doctor throws around alot. Speaking of doctors throwing around things... my doctor likes to trick me alot.

Like a time I was getting my Gardisil Cervical Cancer Vaccine shot, he told me he injected some weird male steriod into me by accident, and he didn't realise until it was all in. There was a very awkward silence for about 5 seconds before I uttered.. "what?" and he burst out into hearty laughter. I hate his hearty laughter. During that 5 seconds of silence, I could seriously feel my heartbeat quicken.

Back to my eyelid. I've been looking through the medicine cabinet, looking for some kind of ointment or lotion that I could use to relieve the slight pain (I hate pain) and everything says "Take care to avoid eyes and eyelids". Kind of annoying I have to say.

Bleh. Health aside, 2nd week of hols have been quite eventful.
Monday: Vanessa's (ohyeah, already half blogged about it)
Tuesday: Eastershow.

EASTERSHOW. Photos come later. Cbb looking for camera. OKAY, so a couple of us headed off to this wonderful land of animals, faeces, superfantabulistical rides, psychosideshows, flying pigs, expensive goodie bags and lots and lots of foodshows. Actually, my memory is quite bad and I can't recall much from that day except I cannot stress enough..
















BAD ASS ZIPPER IS THE BEST RIDE EVER. TOTALLY WORTH THE SEVEN COUPONS.













Winnie and I loved it. Though I think our arms, legs, her face hurt quite a bit afterwards :P You see, the ride sort of flung us about ALOT. CLICK HERE TO SEE WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE.

Rides like these make me wish I understood physics because I do not understand HOW on EARTH this ride jerked me about left and right. NO COMPRENDE. I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW IT WORKS. IT"S JUST ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT.

Which brings me to another absolutely brilliant thing that happened at the show.

While I was sipping many different flavours of Nudie to my heart's content, the Pourer (I shall call him that), an asian man who spoke Funderful English (which is Extremely English English, otherwise known as TRIPLE E or EEE.. lol) asked us
ARE YOU ABCs?

Now, when I was a kid, that used to mean something racist and strange... " ********** Butt Cleaners" Ahaha. BUT WE ALL KNOW it means Aus/American Born Chinese. I answered for all and said yes, even thought it wasn't remotely the correct answer for all of us (but it was for me) hurr.

He smiled and said
Well, I'm a BBC

Winnie (whoops, I typed in Willie) replied with :O
BRITISH BORN CHINESE

He nods.

And I become an idiot, placing the spotlight on myself when I turn to him while flashing a toothy smile,
That's absolutely SMASHING
in my funnyfunny yet accurate British accent.

That's the end of my nudie story.

Anyway, Sam, Winnie, Chris Au, his sister, Crystal and I stayed for the fireworks and Cat left early :( to go home for dinner, which, in hindsight I think was a sort of good idea. She missed the heavyish rain that caused Winnie's and my jeans to turn dark and soggy and she didn't have to spend a fortune on dinner XD. Though I have to say, that $6.00 cheeseburger was quite nice. I never eat onions.. but I ate them anyway because I was hungry and I cbb taking them out.

Dootdidoot. Chris Au and Winnie demonstrated their maturity by purchasing light sabres (secretly, I wanted one as well, but my dad would have KILLED me for buying something like that.. so I didn't) that flashed funky colours.

I didn't take that many photos, because it was annoying taking the camera out of my backpack and then putting it back in again. I wish my glasses were a funky gadget that acted like a camera. So that I could tap the top right hand corner of my frames, and the view could be captured in some micro SD card lodged in the thick frame arms.

Man. I wish I was an inventor. These would make the coolest glasses evurrr.

ANYPOOS. I promised Annie (who never visits here, though she keeps insisting that I read hers, despite her lack of blog posting) that I would take her out for a drink/maybe clubbing (if I'm into it) when she turns 18. CHERYL I KNOW YOU READ THIS. SO REMIND ME WHEN SHE'S 18 INCASE I FORGET :P

Geez Louise, I had this HUGE list of stuff to blog about, but I can't remember it. I hate mental lists. What I need? Some kind of mini PC I can carry around. No, scrap that. I hate those PDAs/ mini PCs people carry around. Exhibit A: Samsung Omnia my sister carries around. I hate that thing. That huge screen is just asking to be shattered. I'm not saying I'm going to break it, I'm saying the screen is so large, it's prone to breakage. Looking at it sitting face down on the table stresses me out. I'm afraid that if I turn it over, the screen will be cracked and that will be the end of the phone's life.

Most of you have no idea what I am on about, so I will tell you now.

In 2006, September 12th, one day before my dad departed for the United States, for the first time in my life, he'd given me a brand new phone. Now, this phone was MY LOVE seriously. I loved it so much, that I cried when someone cracked the screen in 2007.

Reasons why I loved my phone:
- First phone I owned with calendar
- First phone I owned with camera
- First colour phone I owned
- SO SLEEK AND SHINY
- I would switch cameras
- Limited edition

So when someone broke the screen, I was devastated. So what happened was, I spent months of working wages (made a deal with my parents, money to them would stop for a couple of months so I could save up for repairs) $240 to fix up the stupid friggin cracked LCD screen.

When it was fixed, it felt like my love was rekindled. I LOVE MY PHONE.

But on the day of our presentation night, someone put something heavy on my phone (a grand piano lid to be exact) and cracked my beautiful LCD...

*breaks down*

And then and there, I decided that I would not spend another $240 on my phone because we are unofficially in a recession and everything is so expensive now that I am BROKE AND UNEMPLOYED.

So that's the sad ending of my story. I am now stuck with my sister's old phone (she's owned 3 brand new phones in her lifetime) and Richard complains that it's not clear etc and he says I should get a new one. SORRY BUDDY. I'm broke. Why don't you get one for me ;)

I've just realised that my dad and I are on extremely friendly terms when we talk about something we both have in common (not our appearance) and something we both love. Emergency Unit ♥ Being the fangirl I am, I did lots of research and came up wiht TWO OTHER LINKED TVB DRAMAS. The Academy and On the First Beat are the two previous dramas to E.U. and my dad is currently downloading them. I'm so excited.

Which brings me to . I AM SO SCREWED FOR HSC. XDXD

it just doesn't feel real yet. And all this ignorance is going to be bad for me in the future, but at the moment I'm too ignorant to feel guilt or nervous. So yeah.. Bad sign. HEEELLPP SOMEONE FREAK ME OUT WITH SOME STATISTICS. I know I get freaked out by statistics. Like how many people die of skin cancer a year, despite slapping on the sun screen daily before heading out the door. Yeah. Those numbers freak me out.


I'm just babbling now. I love babbling. But I also love Scrubs and I realised I can't watch and blog at the same time. All this isolation away from friends and the rest of the world is making me go crazy. I've been madly chewing the HubbaBubba I got at the eastershow and I'm NEARLY finished.

And my jaw is slightly sore.

Oh well. For those who asked for an update, you got it ;) and I promise, PHOTOS UP SOON

ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR HOLIDAYS (I bet most of you will be doing CHEM/BIO/ECO research crapsignments)

I shall be partying away (again) tomorrow at Lucy's hunkydorypad guitarheroing/singstarring away.. cos that's how we rolll

So hiiiiighhh, so flyyyyyyyyy
Guten Tag all!