Just a Few Strokes...

SHreosi - Bot

2009-02-01T03:54:00.000+09:00

You...

2008-10-28T20:43:00.004+09:00

As usual, I was stoning in office as there was no work and to top it all even my supervisor was on leave. So what I did in the office for 9 hours? I wrote a poem, which I am going to share, and also read random blogs. This poem was a bit difficult to write as I just cannot do romance. Anyways, I tried as I had all the time in the world. So here it is..

Your hand
Held out for me,
Waiting as patiently
As you can be,
While I stand
Hesitantly,
Knowing not
What I sought.

Slowly,
My hand
Found yours,
As I took a chance
In this romance.

Your smile
Your steady hand
Your unwavering confidence
Guiding me through
This unsteady land,
Never once judging
Never once complaining.

And then you whisper,
The very three words
In my ear,
The words
I thought I would never hear.

You are the light
Overtaking the night,
You are the heat
Covering the cold
Like a sheet.

You came along
When something was not right,
And like a beautiful song
You made everything feel right.

I wonder,
If I deserve
The love
You shower,
But you never let me down
As you turn
My world around.

Though
I still have doubts,
Though
We still collide,
One thing is for sure
I cannot live without
You by my side.

I pray,
Every single day
The love will never die,
And we would never say
Goodbye,
I pray,
We will go far
And just remain the way
We are.

Retail therapy...

2008-10-22T10:34:00.000+08:00

..A great way to chillax (chill + relax) and totally distress. I know all the girls out there know this already and must be wondering what’s new. What is new is that I hardly do retail therapy. I admit I am a control freak (not stingy). I rarely buy things on impulse. That changed when my friend, whom I met after 10 years, invited me to go shopping with her. I took up on the invitation as I badly needed a boost from my ultra hopeless and boring life and also get away from the problems for a while.

So we met last Saturday and had our lunch first. The lunch, I should add, was pretty good. She introduced me to this place and it is really cool. Really nice decorations and nice ambience. I am definitely going back there again one day. Then she told me there were sale in one of the shopping centres and we hurried there. There were huge discounts on bags, shoes, clothes, u name it! I managed to get permission from my mum (as I am banned from buying things as I have too many) to get a bag once I saw a few bags which I liked. For once, I did not care about the price, well in the sense increased my budget, and got myself a bag! That thrill of letting go for a bit and buying something is totally unexplainable. I was completely happy at that moment. I helped my friend choose a bag also and then we proceeded to the shoes. We went crazy seeing the 70% discounts. Sadly, whichever pairs I liked, they did not have my size. However, it was still fun just checking them out. After that, we checked out other sections and went totally goo-goo ga-ga over some of the things.

After 6 hours of non-stop shopping/window shopping, we decided to stop as our feet were hurting badly. Blame it on the heels. All-in-all I thoroughly enjoyed myself. It did not make my problems go away or dramatically changed my life. But I did realise after so long, my friend and I had similar tastes and had the best 6 hours in a long time. So for all the control freaks out there, let go once in a while…it works wonders!

His..Her..

2008-10-02T14:24:00.000+08:00

I just felt like writing something and it ended up being very sad.. :( neways here it goes...

He looked back,
For the very last time,
Wishing she would turn,
As she waited in the line.

His face,
Betrayed nothing,
That would seem,
Out of place.

He could not show,
The acute pain,
He was feeling,
In his heart,
He could not bear,
To be apart,
But he did not know,
If it was right,
As he was not alright.

But he had to know,
One last time,
Before he let her go,
This was right,
If she was alright.

He yearned,
But she did not seem,
To feel the same way,
As she walked away,
Without a concern,
Just like a dream,
So surreal,
So unreal.

He left,
Saying goodbye,
To a love,
He will never forget,
Even if he tried.

She knew,
He was waiting,
For her to turn,
But that was something,
She could not do.

Her face,
Betrayed nothing,
That would seem,
Out of place,
As she waited in the line.

She could not show,
The acute pain,
She was feeling,
In her heart,
She could not bear,
To be apart,
But she did know,
This was right,
Even if it was unfair,
Even if she was not alright.

She let him go,
Wishing him all the happiness,
In the world,
As she did so.

She yearned,
To see him,
One last time,
As she came to the end,
Of the line,
Instead she pretended,
She did not care,
Did not feel the same way,
And walked away,
Just like a dream,
So surreal,
So unreal.

She said goodbye,
To a love,
She will never forget,
Even if she tried.

Crush

2008-09-26T23:14:00.003+08:00

I attempted to write a song but I think it ended up being more of a poem. So anyways, please read n let me know how it is..It is called "Crush"...

You walk right past me,
Perfectly oblivious,
To what you do to me,
How much more obvious,
Do you want me to be,
To show you,
How I feel.

Your smile,
Leaves me breathless,
Your eyes,
Leaves me mesmerised,
Just looking at you,
Leaves me speechless.

Why oh why,
Do I feel this way,
Why oh why,
You make my day,
Why oh why,
My heart beats fast,
When you are close by.

Look at me,
Look at you,
Can’t you see,
That’s what,
I want you to do?

I promise,
You won’t regret,
I promise,
You won’t forget,
Just look at me,
Why don’t you,
Just look at me.

You walked past,
I kept hoping,
And suddenly you smiled,
A beautiful smile,
I just kept staring,
All this while,
And praying,
This moment will last.

Why oh why,
Do I feel this way,
Why oh why,
You make my day,
Why oh why,
My heart beats fast,
When you are close by.

Random thoughts

2008-09-22T09:50:00.002+08:00

How long can a person wait?

How much can a person trust someone?

What can be done if the person is unable to adjust?

How much can a person tolerate?

Is a person with a changed mindset still called a good person?

What happens if the person is not able to fit back in?

What if the person feels restricted?

What if the person gets so restless to the point of becoming lazy?

Should this person still quietly wait and hope…?

Just some random thoughts....

Another chapter closes...

2008-07-28T19:04:00.003+08:00

I was looking through my old diary (yes, I used to keep diary when I was in school), and turned to the last entry I ever made...

Date: 28.6.05

I am going to this uni in Perth. I am going to live all on my own. I am soo excited and at the same time nervous! I am going to start a new journey in life. I just hope that things will go well for me and I would be able to face all the challenges! I still have a lot of shopping to do...

Love,
Shreosi.

I smiled as I read this entry made 3 years ago. Little did I know at that time, my 3 years in Perth was going to be my most memorable experience in my entire life. Living in Perth all on my own has taught me a lot of things and I grew from a shy, unconfident, sheltered 18-yr-old person to a more matured, more confident, more communicative person. I know some people still have doubts about my communication skills but trust me..I am much better than I used to be.

I was blessed with this really good group of friends who accepted me for the way I was and tolerated me for the past 3 years. I was able to share anything and everything with them. We laughed, we cried, we gossiped, we quarreled and then we made up again. They might not know this but they have made an impact in my life. From them I have learnt to open up. From them I have learnt that it is totally alright to voice out my opinions. From them I have learnt fashion. They were always there for me through both my bad and good times and have given me good advises from time to time. From them I have learnt how to have fun. I have also found someone to lean on when times got rough and also showed me how to be truly happy and be positive in times of uncertainty. I want to take this opportunity, through my blog, to thank all of them. I love you guys alot! :)

I met different types of people from different backgrounds with different points of view. It was very hard at first but I slowly learnt to tolerate and broadened my perspectives of certain things. I have learnt to be more independent and now I am proud to say, I am able to rely on myself. Time management was also an issue that I had to tackle.

There were many ups and downs. There were a lot of dramatic moments which I had never experienced till I came to Perth. Though they weren't good moments, it brought some sort of dynamism in my life..which was lacking before. I had a lot of fun too. I went for many parties and did things which I would not have done had I remained at home.

I have officially graduated and now have left Perth for good. Though I feel sad and missing Perth terribly, I would never forget the memories that I have. Living in Perth have changed me into a better person and I am really thankful that I was given this opportunity to study there.

A chapter in my life story closes as I have graduated. But one thing is for sure, I will always always remember this chapter. Since life goes on, another chapter will open soon where I would be entering the workforce...Again, I am both nervous and excited as I begin this new journey through life. I will keep you guys updated on what's going to happen next! :)

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2008-07-10T23:52:00.017+08:00

!.[*('{~"ME"~}')*].!

"SMS!"

"My Look"
"Kung Fu Master"

"Holiday"
"I really like these sun glasses"
"Awwww sooooo Cute"

"An evening in Perth"

"Bollywood"
"Interested"
"Intrigued"
"Hungry"

"Mysterious"

"Pondering"
"Lost
"Oh yeaa!"
"Rides
"Thinking"
"Joy"
"Laughter"
"More Laughter"

MUAHH!!! Thats me!
;)

...Shhhh....

2008-06-17T00:40:00.007+08:00

I was "verbally" tagged and the person who tagged me would not leave me alone till I wrote this..hehe..and since I am taking a break from my studying anyways I might as well do it. Here are a few of my secrets...

1. I absolutely LOVE anything sweet! I got a bad case of sweet tooth.

2. I am a perfectionist. If something is under my responsibility, I want it to be perfect.

3. I can learn a new song very fast and I can sing it back to you exactly as it is sung.

4. I can remember people's faces and events extremely well. I can't remember people's names or the names of places for that matter.

5. I can remember conversations too. I have no problem in recalling what someone told me a year ago.

6. I can be so insensitive sometimes that it scares me.

7. I am a romantic at heart. I don't tend to show it but sometimes I do like all that mushy-gushy stuff..though not all the time.

8. I have a phobia for exams ever since primary school.

9. My mind goes completely blank (which is rare) and I will start smiling ridiculously (which is again rare) at the sight of my cuddly bear.

10. I absolutely HATE rain! I find rain very depressing. Not to mention it gets cold and harder to travel around AND my clothes gets wet!

Well, if you do not mind sharing 10 of your secrets, then go ahead and write about it. I am not going to tag anyone "verbally" nor online..hehe :P

"Interesting" convos...

2008-06-06T16:06:00.005+08:00

It is just 4 days away from my exams and here I am updating my blog...oh well..I deserve a break once in a while right?? Anyways, a few weeks ago, my Uni organised a fundraising campaign to raise funds for this new building they are building and also to sponsor scholarships to students (*gawd sounds like an advertisement*). Since they were paying damn good money for helping them out, I eagerly signed up for it and even went through a phone-interview. All the chosen candidates had to go through 2 full days of training (more like lectures). We were pretty much drilled into what we were supposed to do and then we started on our "jobs". It was more like a tele-marketing sort of thing where each one of us are supposed to ring up the Alumni members and "converse" with them for a few minutes (or networking they say) before bringing up the donation bit cos obviously no one would want to donate if you just called to ask for money. I am telling you these tele-marketing people are really smart. They have different strategies and tactics to work around a person's mind and I am proud to say I picked up some of the skills..hehe..

So you imagine..me...a so-not-a-conversationalist doing this job. I thought I was pretty much dead as it requires alot of my brainpower to start convos with people. But I was surprised at myself..I did manage to do reasonably well according to my standards that is. I talked to many different types of people..some really nice, some rude, some very talkative, some not so talkative like me, some really helpful while some not so. I was really amazed how people actually opened up on the phone. I mean after all, they were talking to a complete stranger i.e me. I had really good convos with some people and I had really "interesting" ones too. I also found out it is much easier asking men for money than women..the women I had spoken to were damn stingy..I am serious...I want to share some of the "interesting" convos that I had with some people...and it just so happens that all the convos were with men..

Prospect #1: Pakistani guy who did his MBA course in my Uni. I was happily talking about India and Pakistan and what not with him. I talked to this guy for at least 15min and at the end of it when I brought up the topic about the letter, which the Alumni was supposed to receive telling them about the campaign, he said he didn't receive it. So this means:
1) I wasted my precious 15min talking to this guy.
2) he would not donate a single cent.

And what do you know, I was right!!Instead he wanted to know more about graduate courses in Uni and all that. So while I was telling him how to get this info, this what happened:
He: Sorry what is your name?
Me: *told him my name*
He: Oh I see, my name is --
Me: Uh ok..*obviously I know his name..I addressed him using his name*
He: Nice to meet you
Me: Nice to meet you too *have no idea where is this going...*
He: Do you have a nickname or something?
Me: Umm no..everyone calls me by tat name
He: Oh ok. When you send me an email about the courses I will get your name
Me: *What on the earth is he thinking* Oh no no..the Uni will email you not me
He: Oh ok *sounding a bit disappointment for gawd knows wat reason*
So after that, I thought I should probably hang up and call up better prospects. I said my goodbye and all that "sugary" stuff we were supposed to say..

Prospect #2: This guy, my dad's age, has his own accounting firm. The moment I introduced myself, he said he wasn't interested but I managed to turn him around by saying I wanted to just have a chat with him (*form of strategy*). Since it is related to the field that I am doing, I had no problem in striking a convo. I was actually having a nice chat with him. Of course, the bonus was that he even donated in the end..hehe..At the end of the convo when I took note of his details and all..this is how the convo went:
He: It is a pity you are leaving if not we could have been friends
Me: *taken aback* oh well if you don't mind I can keep in touch with you through email? *I was thinking of networking only*
He: Sure sure, I don't mind. Please send a picture along with your email.
Me: *again taken aback* Haha..but why do you want a picture of me?
He: So that I know whom I am talking to..*which he had a pt bt I wasn't willing to entertain*
Me: *And I had to say this..*Oh haha..If I send a pic of mine then you also have to send a pic of urs too with your email! *realising too late this might have sounded wrong*
He: Sure!I would do that! *very willingly*
I finally ended up the call on that note. Happy that I got something at least.

Prospect #3: This guy working somewhere I forgot. His daughter is a student of this Uni also and doing the same course as me. Somehow he sounded a bit distant but I just thought the line must be a bit messed up. So I was happily chatting away with him when this happened:
He: *suddenly* just hold on a min..
Me: Ok *hearing him talking to someone in the background*
He: *After a while* Sorry about that..the cops pulled me over just now
Me:*Did I just hear it correctly..cops?COPS??* Oh..uhh..how come? *lost for words*
He: I think I was waiting for too long in the line. Didn't know the cops would come around this side. It is just a quiet street. Luckily I wasn't fined.
Me: Oh i see..I am really sorry...
He: So what were you saying again?
So I went on..the guy was willing to talk and I had a good feeling he would give..
Me: So a one-off of $100 is acceptable to you?
He: Yea sure, let me just pull over and take out my credit card..
Me: *Yippee* Ok sure.
He: You should be proud of yourself. You managed to get $100 out of me.
Me: *Just laughed..what else was I supposed to say..*
In the end I did apologise though for talking to him while he was driving. He should have mentioned it in the beginning..

Prospect #4: Retired cranky man. Had to go straight to the point and managed to get money in 2min flat!! Here is how it went after I introduced myself:
He: Are you calling for money?
Me: Well yes but that is not the main issue. I also just wanted to have a chat..
He: Oh pls stop all that nonsense. What is this abt?
Me: *pissed off and shocked but still maintaning my calm composure* Ok well there are 2 kinds of funds...
I went on to describe one of them first which he sounded like he was interested and when I described the second one..
He: I am not interested in tat one. Is $20 enough for donating in the first fund.
Me: Well yes thats enough *though obviously he could have given more*
He: You want my credit card details rite?My credit card no is...
Me: Just hold on a min!! *the stupid system had too many buttons*
He: Hurry up..cmon cmon!!
Me: Ok Ok!
He: You know how much of trouble I am getting into for giving you my credit card no??I am supposed to be somewhere else right now.
Me: *That's it..he crossed the line* Well, if you had told me earlier you were going somewhere I would have called back on another day.
He: It didn't turn out tat way now did it??hehe
Me: *he dared to even laugh*Ok sir, your credit card no pls?
He: Well I would like to donate $50 (it was $20 before *rolling my eyes*) to this fund and my no is -----
I asked him all the relevant details after that and I thanked him and kept down the phone. That was the shortest phone convo I ever had.

So these are the few "interesting" ones I had. They are somemore but I think this post is long enough and I think I have wasted enough time already...I enjoyed my work though even if it was not that pleasant everytime. I loved the people I worked with. They were awesome!

Ok ok now time to get back to work..hehe..

Changes..

2008-06-01T04:25:00.002+08:00

She looks from a distance,
At events surrounding her,
Making her wonder,
Her mere existence,
In this ever- changing place.

She is confused,
Yet amused,
At the outcomes,
And at the unexpectedness,
Of it all,
Making her smile,
For awhile,
A smile of irony,
A smile of bitterness.

She thought,
She could never go wrong,
But this was not so,
As things changed,
As she went along.

She is unsure,
Of the promises kept,
Of her ability to accept,
And adapt,
To everything new,
To which she has no clue.

She desperately seeks,
The answer in her heart,
Is everything going to be torn apart?
Or am I going to disappear,
And no one will ever hear?

Presenting my famous culinery skills....

2007-07-17T18:40:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was my mum's birthday. My mum very much wanted us to make her dinner. Since it was her wish, we decided to make it come true....

So the night before, my sister and I were sitting in front of the internet and searching for recipes. My good-for-nothing sister were picking out all the hardest dishes one can ever find...she was just too over-excited. Obviously I would have to do most of the cooking...Anyways, after much "heated discussions", we decided to make chicken manchurian and mushroom curry. In case my sister reads this post..I have to let you guys know this. My sister found the mushroom curry recipe while I found the chicken manchurian recipe. So we printed out the recipes and decided to cook in the afternoon on the next day....

The next afternoon, at around 2pm, we decided to start cooking. I looked at the recipes and realised we didn't have some of the ingredients. Both of us went to the supermarket nearby at least twice!Finally...when we had all of the things, we started. My sister, instead of doing anything constructive, kept bullying me...while I was trying to follow the recipe. She kept taking ugly pictures of me!! She helped me grate the ginger though..that was about all the useful work she did...I will let the pictures do the talking...

That's me reading the recipe and figuring out the next step, next is my sister grating the ginger and the last is our maid...she helped us cut the onions and all that stuff.

That's me cooking....

The final result....

Looks good isn't it??I am proud to say that they tasted as well as they looked:D...But I have one confession to make...my mum helped me abit here and there. However, we did most of the cooking. The whole afternoon was well worth it....as most importantly my mum loved it!

Typical Life in Perth....

2007-05-23T13:44:00.000+08:00

Complaining about studies as usual....and someone mentioned the phrase "NO PAIN, NO GAIN" just for motivation. Suddenly, one went on to say...."yeahhh....NO PAIN, NO LOSS..get it?get it?" The rest were giving uhhh-what-on-the-earth look...only to realise that person was on a different frequency altogether...and no we soo didnt get it!

Finally deciding to pay the university amenities fees, one went proudly to the cashier and presented him with the bill. Cashier was staring at the bill, looking all puzzled. The person was all ready with the student card and the bank card. The cashier...looked at the bill for a looongg time...n pointed out that the amenities fees had already been paid. The person looked confused and saw the bill properly for the FIRST TIME...and realised the fees was paid. The person....trying not to look foolish....jz smiled and thanked the cashier and left as quicky as possible. The cashier was laughing by then...

Trying to look all smart and important, one went up to the lecturer to ask a question after a lecture...for the first time. That person was trying to figure out the answer using some equation given during lecture and somehow couldn't get it. The person showed the lecturer the workings and he pointed out that the equation was wrong...it was supposed to be 2 not Z. Basically, the person copied down the wrong formula. Finally realising the mistake...the person jz left...

During dinner...
"Broadway?"
"Bombay? no not Bombay...Delhi.."
As usual...different frequency....(Broadway is a shopping centre near our uni)

Two people were walking together to class...one of them happened to look elsewhere for a while and when the person turned back...the other one was at least 1 metre away!Apparently, the other person almost tripped and landed up 1 metre away....

"I am soooo hungry...."
"But you jz ate half an hour ago!"
"That was half an hour ago...now I am hungry again!"...and to prove the point, the person's stomach starts grumbling...LOUDLY...

"Have you seen my ear-phones"
"Uhhh...noo....better check the pantry...might have left it there the last time..."
Didn't find it there and after a few days later,
"I found my ear-phones!!"
"Oh cool!where did you find it?"
"In my pants pocket!And I had given them for washing..."
"So your ear-phone was in the washing machine too??Are they still working??"
"Yeahhh.....now they are cleann....and they work too!!"...with a huge grin...

One fine afternoon....
3 people were in a room....one of them was busy smelling the hand of the other....which smelt like cranberry-flavoured cream. The only person not busy in the room suddenly said..
"Hey!listen to this phrase....'Looking for a treasure...may I see ur chest?'"
The person who was still busily smelling the hand and not listening to a single word.....automatically looked down at her OWN chest!!

Two people sitting in a room....
"I want chai.."
"I need to wash my cup..."
"Chaiiiii...."
"Cupppp...."
"Chaiiiii...."
"Cupppp..."...and it went on for a few times...(chai=tea)
Sounding really retarded...both of them really lost it!

Went to the city one day...jz to buy food...Went to BOTH KFC and Mcdonalds!Bought tons of food..and hogged practically from afternoon till late night!!Some acted as if they have not eaten for the past few days!!They had this hugee satisfied smiles on their faces!!

And how can I forget....CALTEX!!!!for late night cravings....mostly sausage rolls....sushi....and risotto!!

Yup....my tyical life in Perth....Who are these people you ask??Go figure!

ok...I better get back to studying!!

"BITCHY" Waitress...MAJOR case of 'SWEET diarrhea'....AND almost getting caught...

2007-05-05T16:50:00.001+08:00

Today was a very special day....it was THE day of our floor outing. I woke up early today, which rarely happens on a normal weekend, and got ready. We were going to Burswood for lunch. Burswood is quite popular here in Perth as there is a hugee casino...and well people jz love to gamble. Apparently, they even have a hotel there....and even restaurants. We were going for a buffet in one of the restaurants. Everyone of us were quite excited as we followed our 'resident advisor' or RA like little kids going on some field trip. This was a good chance to mingle around and get to know our neighbours...

When we first got there, we were a bit taken aback by the crowd. There were sooo many people and the queue for the food was huge! We were wondering why it was so crowded...until we saw a couple dressed as bride and groom...there was a wedding reception going on. All of us were reallyyy hungry by then and after we kept our bags down and went straight for the food.

The first section as we went to take food, was filled wif desserts!They looked soo delicious. I was actually contemplating whether to jz have the dessert. My friend, 'No', was even worse..she wanted to start from the desserts and go back to the main course. Reluctantly, she gave up the idea. First, we went to the salad bar..or the cold bar. There were mainly seafood and abit of salad. I am not really into seafood so I didn't have much (since I was planning to hog on sweets). 2 other friends, M and N, filled their plates with almost everything. M's face was priceless...she was acting as if she has never eaten food for the past 5 years at least. After finishing our starters, we went to the next section..which was the main course. The main course wasn't that good and again I didn't have much. Finally, it was time for desserts!

'No' and I excitedly went to the dessert section. There were soo many different types of sweets! From cheese cakes, to sponge cakes with chocolate on top, to tarts, to coffee cakes, and the best part was this hugee CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN! There were marshmallows to go with the chocolate. We went crazy when we saw all that. We took each of almost everything and of course marshmallows with loads of chocolate on top. Now usually I don't eat too much of sweets...but today I ate excessive amount of sweets! It's like as if I have 'sweet diarrhea'!!After finishing almost all of whatever I took, I was very very very full and felt very very very guilty for eating that much. To lessen the guilt, I ended up eating fruits...though I doubt that would help.

There was this waitress who was serving us and she was soo cool. She was asking us to guess where she came from. 'Switzerland', 'Italy', 'France', 'Lebanon' and some other countries were mentioned but they were allll wrong...She came from Hungary it seems. The whole time she kept asking us how the food was and we all said we liked it...and she kept saying, "Bull-****". The way she was commenting about food and people were really funny!!!We jz couldn't stop laughing.

When I was finally done, I couldn't sit anymore. I wanted to walk around since I was sooo full!!To make matters worse, I started feeling very sleepy. I could have actually fallen asleep right there and then. Thank goodness everyone was done too and we left. M and I, and a few others decided to head back...while the others decided to gamble.

This is where M and I did the stupidiest thing. Usually we have to buy tickets to get into the train...but sometimes the authorities don't check and we decided to take the risk. We boarded the train without buying a ticket...but then again we were rushing for the train. So anyways, we got out of the train at our stop and we were near the exit when we saw...not 1 but 2 authorities CHECKING the tickets!!!We were trapped and were in bigg trouble!!I tried to use my 'SmartRider'(it is like a value card which can be used for both buses and trains) but that was completely out of money. The authorities called us. One was dealing wif M and the other one dealing with me. The authority dealing with me checked my card using this machine..and found out that I didn't use it at all. He said,"Basically you are travelling with no ticket" and I jz gave him this blank look..I couldn't do anything else anyways. Lucky for us, they were really nice and the one dealing with me asked me to buy a ticket there itself and show it to him. I did that and I was free to go and before leaving he told me,"At least it's better than paying $50"...and yea I agree..it is MUCH better...BOTH of us learnt a very important lesson...ALWAYS ALWAYS buy tickets before travelling in trains....

Then we came back to our rooms and I had to take medicine since I was feeling very bloated. M went to sleep and I was jz walking around and writing this blog...and well now I am done. Overall, it has been a very eventful day...Hmm...I think I am going to sleep for awhile. I can barely keep my eyes open...

A Day to Remember...

2007-04-09T13:40:00.000+08:00

Yes...I know it has been a looooongggg time since I last updated. It's not my problem...I just couldn't find anything to write about...and oh well...I was too lazy to think of something..hehe...Anyways, finally I found something worth blogging about and so here it goes....

Our long-awaited easter break started this week. We wanted to enjoy just 1 day of the whole week before hitting the books (sad life..sigh..). So we decided to head to Fremantle!!Since it has been a lonnggg time since we last went there. This is the first time..and I really mean FIRST TIME that something we have planned actually worked out. So we made all sorts of plans from the week before...calling up people...forcing some people to come along...deciding what time to go and all that. Trust me..all of us were very excited. We were behaving like school kids going for a field trip. We decided to be ambitious and wanted to catch the 953am bus..which is usually impossible as we tend to wake up wayyy later than that.

And yes..it was impossible to catch that bus...we had to catch the next bus as everyone was dilly dallying. I had to make frantic calls to everyone. The best part of the whole day was the bus journey to Freo..this drunkard boarded the bus and tried to 'seduce' my friend. It was kind of amusing and sick. Thank goodness he left after awhile. After a half n hour ride, we were finally at Freo!!I was really excited..and I could feel other people's excitement. It was such a beautiful day too...not too hot yet not to cold. Some people got hungry the minute we reached Freo (any guesses??). So we had to eat first. Before that though, our attention got diverted by the beach and a funny-looking car...Here are some pictures:

At the beach...:

Who are the 2 'extras' at the back?? hehe...

"I'm the man....."

A trolley was found lying around...and one of them suddenly had the idea of putting ME into that trolley:
I actually fit into that trolley!!!

After all that, we went to eat. Seafood there is really good..so we had a huge meal. We ate to our hearts' content. After eating, we 3 girls were waiting for another friend. The guys went ahead. We 4 girls headed to the beach again and took more pics:

We had enough of 'cam-whoring' and joined the guys. Someone smartly used her brains and brought UNO cards and we ended up playing UNO for a bit. In Freo, you can actually borrow a 'car-scooter' for an hour and go around the place. We still had time to kill and so we decided to borrow one. Each of us took time to drive that..It was soo much fun!!!Except the main driver was kind of paranoid of us girls driving. He was scared we would crash or something. One minute he was asking us to go fast and the next minute he was screaming "Break!Break!". At the end, he said he felt his BP rise...sheesh he didn't have to exaggerate so much... This is how it looked like:

After an hour of that, we headed to the city of Freo. We walked around and after buying some food...we headed home.

It was one of my best days in Perth. I really hope we have more of such days...

ok then...I think I have written a lot!hope you enjoyed it!! :)

Anniversary gift..

2007-01-29T20:03:00.000+09:00

Tomorrow is one of those 'special' days. In my family, these days are celebrated quite grandly and is totally incomplete without gifts or we prefer to call it, a small token of love. Wondering why tomorrow is special? Tomorrow is my parents' 21st anniversary...and following the family tradition, my sister and I try to make or buy something. Usually we try to make something as it is more unique and frankly I am tired of photo frames. So each year, I would crack my brains to come up with something new...This year is no different and after much discussions and quarrels (as usual), we have decided to come up with a collage. From there, we planned the rest. I will bring you through from the beginning till the end...

Firstly, we needed to get a board. Since my sister's school doesn't really sell those big boards (that's wat she claims), I had to get it. Thank goodness I was working..so I could easily buy. You know what was the size of the smallest board in the shop??It was 75 by 50cm!! I had no choice but to get that huge board. As usual, whenever we try to do something in secret, we would have tons of problems. For example, the board was so big that we couldn't find a suitable hiding place. We couldn't hide it under our bed cos my mum vacuums the floor regularly. Anyways, I finally managed to find one...praying my mum wouldn't check that cupboard.

Secondly, someone had to draw swans...according to our plans. As my dear sister was too busy with her school, I, who is pretty useless in art, had to do it. I should say I am quite proud of my swans, considering I used to fail art in school. Though painting them was quite a disaster..but I managed to cover it up with 2-3 coats of paint. The one useful thing my sister did was to print out the pictures from school..This was the result after the swans and the collage (the date is wrong btw):

After that, we added stickers (contributed by my sister) and decorated a bit using the glittery tape that I thankfully bought..cos without it we would have nothing to decorate with. I left the decorating to my sister. Then, I came up with a grand idea..we thought of making "garlands" so that they would look like curtains. Of course, it didn't exactly turn out to be a curtain..Anyways, to make the garlands, I thought of using paper and putting it through thick thread. I (as usual as my sister refused to do it), had to sit down n poke holes through god knows how many pieces of paper...more than 8 at least..all RECYCLED by the way...my hands were aching like anything at the end...This is what it looked like:
Trust me..it was alot of hard work...

After which, we had to do the last bit..which was to write 'HAPPY ANNIVERSARY'...which I did using the glittery tape.

This was the result so far...

Sat down till 12 midnight to finish up the words. Today, finally attached the 'garlands'..Again we had problem. We thought it would stick with super glue but it didn't work. We ended up using blue tac...and voila:

It looks pretty ok to us..we can't wait to present them this tomorrow morning. We are really anticipating their reactions. Many times, our dear mother, nearly caught us red-handed. As all other times, whenever we have some secretive work, she would keep checking on us for no apparent reason. Well, finally our mission and this post is over...

By the way, the ideas here are copyright..no one is allowed to copy:D

Still...

2007-01-18T01:11:00.000+09:00

A cold wind blows,
making her shiver slightly,
still she follows,
the road silently.

Darkness surrounds,
as she gropes,
to find her way around.

As she steps on thorns,
littered all over the ground,
she leaves a trail of blood behind,
she still doesn’t make a sound,
still doesn’t really mind.

The path has boundaries,
that cannot be crossed over,
she can never be,
completely free,
still the memories,
that were forged,
will remain forever.

Dreams never came true,
when she really tried,
still she kept going through,
even when she cried.

There is no one,
to catch her fall,
no one,
to confide at all.

Completely alone,
with no one by her side,
she has to walk,
on her own,
without any guide.

Badly bruised,
badly hurt,
badly broken,
all the way inside,
still she has refused,
to hide.

She still smiles,
still laughs,
pretending all this while,
that everything is alright.

The happiness,
she shows,
covers the emptiness,
that is always below.

She still keeps hoping,
still searching,
for something,
she doesn’t quite know,
or understand so.

She will keep walking,
and keep looking,
no matter how lonely,
or how trying,
the path can be...

Holiday...

2006-12-25T19:50:00.000+09:00

Rushing from one room to the other..one time with plastic bags, another time with clothes and yet another time with bags...my mum screams at all of us to get our things as she tries to squeeze everything into a suitcase...my dad jz walking from one room to the other as he doesn't know what else to do...n my sister usually reads a book...she wouldn't do anything until I scream at her, which is quite often. As you can see, last minute packing always creates a huge chaos and lots of excitement in my house.This time, we went to Chiang Mai, a small city in northern Thailand. It is a really nice country and my family and I enjoyed ourselves for the 3 days we stayed there.

Firstly when we arrived, the hotel driver was waiting for us with an orange board with the name of the hotel, called "D2". The driver himself was wearing an uniform of white and orange...and so was the van. And guess wat...even the hotel is white and orange...even the christmas tree was orange!!

Other than the whole orange part...the hotel is great. It has great service and the rooms are very nice. I was totally impressed with the rooms..(found out later that the rooms were pretty expensive)..

There was a plasma TV and a DVD player in the room!!!First time I have ever seen anything like this. One slight problem was the bathroom..You can actually view a person taking a shower if you don't pull down the blinds...Wonder why they did such a weird design...
With the blinds left open...you can actually see my sister!!Imagine how disgusting it would be if you were taking a shower and someone actually pulled up the blinds...

That night, we went to the famous night market, which was right next to our hotel. The whole market consists of many small little stalls along the streets. Bargaining is a must there. After buying some things, we went back exhausted and slept early as we had to wake up very early the next day.

The next day, we went to Doi Intanon national park and the annual Royal Flora exhibition. We were all wearing two layers of clothes thinking it w0uld be really cold...but instead I began to sweat!!So much for cold weather...Anyways, Doi Intanon was quite a nice place. Though the admission prices are freaking expensive!!! First, we visited 2 Buddhist temples. We had to climb more than 100 steps to get to the temple!!On top of that, we visited 2 temples...which means we climbed over 200 stairs.

Not sure if you can see the picture clearly...hopefully you can tell that there were more than 100 stairs...

Next, we went further up and reached...THE HIGHEST SPOT IN THAILAND!!!! Proof that we have been to the highest spot...

It is 2565m above sea level. Pretty high huh?

After that we went to the Royal Flora exhibition which happens annually...

That exhibition was hugee. Even bigger than the Perth Royal Show, for those who have been there before...You can easily spend the whole day at the exhibition. There were stalls and mini exhibitions and gardens everywhere...Didn't really see that many flowers actually..Architectural designs were the main attractions there. Each country had its own small little garden. I am not being biased or anything but in my opinion, India had the most beautiful design and was the biggest of all countries..

I shall let the pictures do the rest of the talking..The first two were taken from a small hill kind of thing..in the exhibition itself...I tried to take a picture of my dad from above. Let's see if you can spot my dad in the second pic...Other than that, as you can see the whole exhibition was really nicely decorated...

That day, we all made up for all the exercising we haven't done for the last few months or so. We walked sooo much!!!I bet we lost a few kilos. We all came back with sore legs...but it was all worth it for the beautiful sceneries we saw...

The day after we went around the city and in the evening, we went to the airport to catch our flight. It is a truly memorable experience...For those who haven't gone there before, please visit Chiang Mai at least once. You will like it..trust me...

Letting go...

2006-11-26T18:11:00.000+08:00

Hearing those words,
that I have been waiting,
for so long,
was like listening,
to a very beautiful song.

Happiness,
was what I felt,
but quickly masking it,
was sadness,
that has to be dealt.

I thought,
of being selfish,
of having my own way,
but what would that accomplish,
if at the end of the day,
the happiness that I have fought,
is not what I sought.

Though my heart aches,
I have to let go,
even if it would take,
all that I have,
to do so.

I am tired of crying,
tired of thinking,
of all that was said,
of all that have been left unsaid.

Setting you free,
would be the best thing,
for me,
and for you...

I AM...

2006-10-31T03:42:00.000+08:00

I realised that I have not written anything about myself...like my character, my habits, etc etc... So I decided to write a short post on it...cos I am supposed to be getting back to my studies...

I was listening to a song by Hillary Duff called "I am" and I felt that I could sooo relate to the song cos I am exactly like the way it has been described in the song....Hence, this is the simplest way to describe myself...Just read the lyrics...

I'm an angel, I'm a devil
I am sometimes in between
I'm as bad it can get
And good as it can be
Sometimes I'm a million colors
Sometimes I'm black and white
I am all extremes
Try figure me out you never can
There's so many things I am

Chorus:
I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
I'm powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm someone filled with self-belief
I'm haunted by self-doubt
I've got all the answers
I've got nothing figured out
I like to be by myself
I hate to be alone I'm up and I am down
But that's part of the thrill
Part of the plan
Part of all of the things I am

Chorus:
I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
I'm powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm a million contradictions
Sometimes I make no sense
Sometimes I'm perfect
Sometimes I'm a mess
Sometimes I'm not sure who I am

Chorus:
I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
I'm powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am...

Yup, that's me alright. Listen to the song if u can. But warning: it is a typical teenager song...might not suit everyone's taste...

UPDATE:

After reading the post again and other people's comments, I have decided to be more specific. So to everyone: this is who I really am....*ahem ahem*

Depending on how you treat me...I can be a really nice or a really mean person.
I can be very childish at times.
I have horrible mood swings...better think twice before irritating me when I am not in a good mood.
I have a habit of complaining.
I do not take things so seriously as some people think.
I do tend to put others before myself.
I am quite a responsible girl.
I am quite trustworthy.
I tend to be insensitive at times.
I hate routine...I prefer doing new things every time.
I simply love to go out.
I love to observe people...AND my observations are pretty ACCURATE.
I procrastinate a lot by the way.
I am very very lazy...NOT hardworking as some people think.
I tend to get confused sometimes...NOT everytime.
I am very clumsy....tend to get bruises fairly regularly.
I have NO self-discipline whatsoever by the way.
But I have good self-control.
I am quite practical.
I have a lot of self-doubts.
I hate sports.
I do alot of stupid things...which I am not going to elaborate cos it is embarrassing.
I love music....cannot live without it.
I don't really argue but if I get provoked, then I would not think twice about arguing and raising my voice and talking back.
I can be really sarcastic.
I am quite impatient actually.
I get bored really easily.
I tend to gossip a bit...
I do get hyper...though I look half-dead most of the time.
I can be crazy.
I tend to talk alot nonsensical things at times..
I take a long time to trust someone.
I take a long time to open up...period..
I am really picky about things..especially food and clothes.
I am quite unselfish.
I can be a really sweet girl.
I worry alot.

Well....these are all I can think of right now. I think these are more than enough to give you a clearer picture of me. So once again...you have just familiarised with Shreosi's personality..*smiles broadly*...

The "Reason"...

2006-10-18T03:48:00.000+08:00

Have you ever wondered how things would have been if they turned out differently?

Have you ever wondered where you could have been...or what you could have been doing right now?

Have you ever wondered how different your life would have been if you got to know some things much earlier?

Have you ever wondered how different your life would have been if u said some things much earlier?

Have you ever wondered how you would end up in the future?

Have you ever wondered how it would be to live in your friend's shoes?

Have you ever wondered about all the different possibilities that can take place in your life...especially when you have nothing better to do??

Guess...we all complain about our own lives...n start wondering about how things would be if only situations were different. But I guess...even if it seems horrible, I believe everything happens for a reason. Though that reason would only be visible to u many years later. When it does come, you would realise why some events had taken place and why they turned out to be the way they had. Everything makes sense then.

Oh well...though things never happens the way one wants it to be...we should jz be thankful for whatever we have and wait patiently for the day we would see or feel the "reason" behind everything....

The Look...

2006-10-06T16:06:00.000+08:00

She sits with her book,
opened at a particular page,
but from the look,
she has at this stage,
her mind seems very engaged.

Faraway places,
beautiful sceneries,
wonderful people,
are all she can think about,
wanting to embrace,
without a single doubt.

She wants to explore,
wants to enjoy everything,
anything,
as she finds her life,
a complete bore.

But she has no choice,
she has to hear,
that small little voice,
asking her not to ignore,
and bear,
with this a little bit more.

With a deep sigh,
she tries,
to cut the slack,
and bring herself back.

So she sits with her book,
opened at a particular page,
trying her best,
to concentrate at this stage...

That time....

2006-10-02T12:33:00.000+08:00

Its that time of the year again.....which all students dread....the time when the final year exams are jz around the corner!! Well to be more exact, they are jz one month away for me.

The whole cycle starts again...as it does every single year....sleeping late, getting stressed, mood swings (happens to me alot), trying to make sense of what is going on (in studies tat is), trying to finish up all the assignments due, having an outbreak (pimples) all over my face which makes me look extremely gross, walking around like a zombie due to lack of sleep, trying my best to concentrate and even better..trying my best to study.

As it is, for me, the nearer the exams the lazier I get. The more I tend to slack and the more I tend to get distracted. My mind tends to wander away when I study...thinking about things which are sooo not important. No matter what other people say, my self-discipline is jz pathetic...or non-existent for that matter. I always, always, need a push. And as you can surely tell, pushing myself is a rather difficult job. If I don't push myself, I would not study at all. Maybe I need someone in the form of my mother...that would work wonders....Sadly, that is not possible. So I have to rely on myself.

I also have this habit of loosing my papers as the exams come nearer. Somehow, they go missing and I can never find them. The best part is, when the exams are over and I am clearing my things, those same papers that went missing, magically reappear....

I would have also gotten an award for 'the world's most distracted person'..if there was such an award. It doesn't take me long to take distracted. Beautiful weather or good music or INTERNET or chatting or good novels...and the list goes on and on and on....I simply cannot study in the university library unlike others. I tend to get distracted by the people passing by or the people sitting around me...imagine that...So I am usually stuck in my room. Not that studying in my room works that much..at least it is more conducive than in the library in my opinion.

Reading books bore me to death..especially academic books. However, I don't really have a choice as all the subjects I am taking require me to do extra readings. As it so happens, after about 5 minutes of reading, I tend to fall asleep. Then I wake up after 5-10minutes and start reading again...and again I fall asleep. I take a loooonggg time to finish one chapter of my textbook.

Due to all these, my progress is usually very, very slow. So I have no choice but to sleep late and make sure that I can finish at least most of my work for that day. Hence, I walk around like a zombie and get mood swings. Not to mention, pimples pop out all over my face. But somehow, I usually manage to finish everything and be more or less prepared for my papers....

Well, this is the way I prepare myself for my exams...though they don't sound so...uhh..encouraging... it works for me. As it is quite obvious, I got distracted as usual...and wrote this random post...ok then...got to get back to my books!(sadly)...

Just imagine...

2006-09-24T05:23:00.000+08:00

Just imagine how it feels when someone who barely knows you...goes up to one of your very good friend and comments that you stink...

Just imagine how it feels when that same person also tells that friend that you are not the type someone would go for just because you are very quiet, unable to start a conversation well, seem to be unapproachable and is the type who is looking for commitment?!?!

Just imagine that same person telling your friend that you are a danger zone...n asks your friend to make sure he stays away from you...

I hardly know this guy. Only once did I ever talk to him...and that too not that much. We don't share much in common. So what on the earth am I supposed to talk to him about except for the common 'hi..how was your day' kind of thing. So after just that one day we kind of talked and seeing me around the whole place...he has the right to judge me like that???And not only that TELL one of your good friends what he thinks???

So I am quiet and unable to converse as well as some other people. So what???Does that make me a bad person????Does that make me unattractive???Not everyone can talk all the time...not everyone is able to converse extremely well...It might be a huge turn-off for him...but it doesn't mean that he has to tell someone that I am NOT the right type...He doesn't even know a thing about me....so who the hell is he to just judge me by whatever he "observes"???If he can say all that about me, then I can also say that his personality stinks!

Oh yea...apparently he also told my friend that I stink. For your kind information, I DO NOT stink. I have a very high standard for hygiene and I strictly follow that. My jacket is NOT smelly unlike some other people. I clean it quite regularly. If he smelled something then it is NOT from me. This I am hundred percent sure. And please, everyone has their own distinct scent-a light smell. If you mix them up with stink, that means something is definitely wrong with your nose!

Commitment...doesn't everyone look for commitment in relationships???Ok..so I am the type who prefers long-term commitment...so that is bad???If he doesn't like long-term, it doesn't mean that everyone hates long-term...

So if he can say all these about a person whom he HARDLY knows...just imagine what kind of LOSER he is. Instead of minding his own business, he is butting into others, giving advise when it is NOT needed. I, being a nice person, used to smile at him whenever I used to walk past him and this is the way he treats me. I feel insulted. I am happy with the way I am, thank you very much and if I get someone, that person would have to just like me the way I am. I can't be bothered with him anymore and therefore shall ignore him completely from now onwards.

The "SECRET" MISSION...

2006-09-22T13:54:00.000+08:00

One fine monday night...in a dark, quiet location....which is unknown to most....four people gathered to discuss their latest "MISSION". As the mission was not easy, they had to work together. So they formed a group- a secret group. They called themselves the "EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE". Before I go any further....I would like to introduce the members: (Please note: these are their "codenames"....actual names are not allowed to be revealed)

THE GIRAFFE....known for his tall and thin stature....

THE BEAR....known for always getting hungry and being "cuddly"....

THE MONKEY...known for her hyperness and craziness....and last and not the least...

THE GOLDFISH...known for her uhh....big eyes and apparently "short memory"....

The MISSION: to plan the best birthday party ever for our dearest friend....

THE PIG....so called because she acts exactly like the pig in this picture...

Anyways, as we were known for our dedication and efficiency, we wasted no time to start on our mission...

PREPARATIONS:

MONDAY NIGHT: Discussed the overall picture of the birthday party. For example: Where will the party be held; how will it be celebrated; what time; the gifts...After which, we had a great meal and had a great time bonding....

TUESDAY NIGHT: We were chatting on MSN messenger and as it was getting confusing, we decided to meet in GIRAFFE's room. As MONKEY and GOLDFISH live quite near our friend PIG, we had to make an extra effort to be really really quiet as our friend has super sensitive ears and can make out our footsteps....

We met up in his room and discussed about where to get the gifts and who would buy the gifts. We started having a more detailed plan for the party...for example how to surprise her and all that...we also asked for help from our sources...

After which, we started talking and teasing each other...had late-night snacks...and had pillow fights...We were up the whole night and our meeting was over after having our breakfast.

WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON: MONKEY, GOLDFISH and BEAR went to buy gifts. MONKEY and GOLDFISH had to come up with some excuse as our friend was asking us a lot of questions...Spent the whole afternoon looking around shops and finding gifts and other party things like sparklers, plastic cups, napkins, packet of potato chips and etc...

THURSDAY AFTERNOON/EVENING/NIGHT: Went to buy her cake- CHOCOLATE cake in the afternoon. We kept the cake in BEAR's place and after having dinner outside as BEAR was really hungry (as usual) we had to get the drinks...as our friend wanted tequila...we went to buy that and vodka for the others...

We came back quietly and hit the stuff in GOLDFISH's room...and after MONKEY and GOLDFISH entertained PIG for a while..as she was feeling really lonely since both of us kept disappearing...both of them, with helpers, started on wrapping the gifts and finishing up our "poster" kind of thing. At the end of everything, the four of us met up again in GIRAFFE's room just venting our frustrations and talking and teasing. Again we were up the whole night and we discussed our final plans before we parted.

FRIDAY NIGHT: THE NIGHT of the party...the four of us met up at BEAR's place to get the cake and drinks as all of them were kept in his fridge...and carried them back to our place. We, together with our helpers, started preparing for the party...someone brought his laptop down to play music; putting final touches to the "poster" kind of thing; water balloons; testing the sparklers etc etc...

Finally around 10pm, MONKEY and GOLDFISH went to get PIG down by using some stupid excuse hoping that she would buy it. We brought her downstairs and all the others were waiting for her downstairs with the cake. Her expression was priceless. She was completely surprised and she totally loved all the gifts. We could see that she enjoyed herself tremendously that day...we knew right then that we had succeeded in our mission

The MISSION had now come to an end. The four members had lots of fun doing this and we bonded really well during this whole mission. We had our difficulties and frustrations...but at the end of the day, all that mattered was the smile on PIG's face when she saw everything...We felt that it was worth all our time and energy...

After everything, the four tired members decided to take a break and wish that they would soon get their rewards for the good work done..*hint hint*...

A Smile...

2006-09-17T10:17:00.000+08:00

A smile,
is all that is needed sometimes,
to show that everything is fine,
for that period of time.

But a smile,
also masks pain,
a pain,
that has remained,
for all this while.

A pain,
that is best left unexplained,
best left concealed,
no matter what others feel.

Others should understand,
that I would only reveal,
when I plan.

Though it hurts badly,
as I try to endure,
and obscure,
it's the only way,
that I can appear strong,
have my own say,
and live my life as I wished,
all along...

First Time..

2006-08-27T14:40:00.000+08:00

I am sure everyone has heard of the phrase "There is always a first time for everything"...and it goes without saying that it's true. Going to school for the first time, cooking for the first time, going out for dates for the first time, swimming for the first time and etc...etc...There is never an end to that list.

It has been a year since I came to Perth for my further studies. I live in a hostel here and my family is far far away from me. When I used to live with my family, my parents used to do most of the things for me. I never really had to clean the house or cook or whatsoever...I used to live a very sheltered life...(jz to make things clear, I was NOT pampered)...As I am sure you can tell, living alone means doing things all by yourself...which means no more depending on my parents. So here I was, one year ago, a sheltered girl, who doesn't know much about anything, leaving her home for the very first time. As I started my life here, I had to do many things for the first time. I have compiled a list and I would love to share it..So here it goes *ahem ahem*:

THINGS DONE FOR THE FIRST TIME

got my very own bedroom and got to sleep on my very own bed!!!at home I have to share my room with my sister and she has really bad sleeping habits...so from now onwards I don't need to share my wardrobe or end up having a new bruise every single morning...
learnt how to keep my room neat and tidy...usually my mum used to make sure that our room is clean...now i have to do it all by myself
got to decorate my own room!that is the best part cos I love to decorate...
got to do my very own shopping..I usually follow my mum around when it comes to shopping and ask for her opinion about the clothes I wanted to buy...now I trust my own taste and buy my clothes...
got to do my laundry....at home my mum usually does the laundry...I finally figured how to use the washing machine...
got to iron my clothes...again my mum used to iron my clothes...though not as good as my mum but I got the basics right..
deposited money in the bank...the financial aspect is usually my dad's department...after coming here I do it myself...
withdrew money from the ATM...i never had to withdraw any cash back home as my dad used to be there to give me money if I ever needed...
grocery shopping...I hate doing that back home...used to avoid it...but now I don't have a choice...
study all by my own...no more parents nagging at me to go and do my work...I am still as lazy as ever and my self-discipline has not improved at all..
basically normal administration stuff....which at home my dad usually handles it...
travel all alone by myself...i was never allowed to travel alone...now i get to do it..
got to make some important decisions...usually i would discuss with my parents...now they are not around to make those decisions for me..
cooking all by myself...well with my friends actually...as you can see from one of my previous posts...mum wasn't there to guide us on tat one and it turned out great!
living alone basically...

That's about all I can remember so far...it's pretty long if you ask me...for a girl who was never out of her parents' sight.

I was nervous, excited and scared at the same time. It has been memorable though...the past one year. It wasn't easy but it wasn't that difficult either. Sure I had my good days and bad...sure I had shed tears of joy and sadness...sure I made some good and bad decisions...but most important thing of all...I have learnt from all these. I feel that I have become more independent, more grown-up and know so much more...

Well, with all the knowledge that I have, I realised I have spent enough time on this...time for me to get back to my studying...

Right or Wrong?

2006-08-22T19:16:00.000+08:00

"What is your decision?"
"What are the choices?"
"Should I or should I not?"

Do they sound familiar?I am sure they do...Every other minute or second, we always ask ourselves these questions-consciously and unconsciously. Most of the time we make insignificant decisions. However, sometimes we have to make extremely important decisons. These decisions have the power to change one's life or even one's perspective. These decisions have the power to alienate one from the rest of the world or bring one closer to others.

Since they have such huge impact, how does one go about making a decision that would guarantee a positive outcome?How does one make a decision that would satisfy everyone? It's simple: no one knows for sure...there are no theories to explain or to teach us how to make good decisions...

Because of this many times we are afraid to make these important decisions....or tend to be really uncertain and doubtful...(that's me!) Since we have to make some kind of decision other people's opinions start to matter in this case. Sometimes we tend to follow them(that's me!) or if contradictary opinions are given, we just get even more confused(that's me again!)

So what is the solution?I guess the solution is just to believe in yourself and do what you think is right. You don't have to satisfy everyone...that is just impossible. You just have to live life in your own terms...Whatever the outcome shall be...at least you know that you have done the best that you could. As someone once said:

"Decisions are the endless uncertainties of life that we’ll not know if they are right until the very end, so do the best you can and hope its right."

Decisions shape our destiny...they are a consequence of each and every step we take. We have come this far because of the decisions that we have made. So think carefully before deciding and stick to them once they are made...who knows...the decisions that seem so unfavourable now...may be favourable in the future...

On that note, I have finally made a decision on an issue that has been bugging me for the past few days...and as of right now...I have finally decided to stop writing as it is getting too long. And a big thank you to those that have decided to read this post...

The Light....

2006-05-24T02:51:00.000+08:00

Plunged into a world,
of darkness,
a world,
of emptiness,
a world,
which is simply meaningless.

A lone figure,
shivering from the cold,
feeling not very bold,
but numb,
as much as she can gather.

Blinded by uncertainty,
she just keeps on walking,
with only one thought,
that keeps her going,
the thought,
of finding that light eventually.

She can see,
that light,
the tiny light,
that would set her free,
from this pain that only she can feel.

But the light is so far away,
making her fear,
that she would never,
after many days,
get near.

She wishes she had someone,
to hold her hand,
as she walks on,
this difficult and dirty land.

Though she has been scarred,
along the way,
though it is hard,
not to astray,
it has to be shown,
that she can do this,
even if she is all alone.

She has to make sure,
that she never loses sight,
of that light,
and is able to endure,
everything,
with a fight....

A Close Encounter....with our...FUTURE...

2006-05-18T20:11:00.000+08:00

Okay, I know the title sounds weird...but keep on reading and it will all make sense to you. Trust me on this... It all started during our one week study break in April. The 3 famous musketeers were feeling very bored one day and so we decided to do something which we have never done on our own before....we decided to COOK!!!!We planned on making an indian dish called Puri Bhaji which is basically potato curry and puri. For those who do not know what puri is... then picture a smaller version of paratha but much softer and fluffier. I hope I made sense....I can't think of any other way to explain. Anyways, if some of you still do not understand, jz ask your indian friends. The best part was that NONE of us had any idea on how to make. Musketeer 1 and I called our mothers up and got hold of the recipe. Our mothers were a little skeptical about this whole thing...which made us even more determined to prove them that we CAN cook...

All of us went to the supermarket with our list and bought all the ingredients that were needed. After which, we went to the kitchen and started on our ummm....i shall call it...*little experiment*...

So we were all allocated to certain tasks. Musketeer 2 was in charge of cutting and peeling...man she was cutting in such precision like as if she was going to create some art masterpiece or something....musketeer 1 was in charge of making the dough for the puris and well I was helping both of them out here and there....After a while, this is where we have gone so far...

look how carefully musketeer 2 is cutting....

dough made for the puris...

Now that the preliminaries were over...we were now going to do the main part....the curry and our puris. Since we did not have the proper wooden roller, we had to innovate one...Though it was not as good, it served our purpose at least...

we used cardboard roll and plastic wrapped around it to prevent the dough from sticking...u got to say....we were creative....All 3 of us were taking turns using it and made 19 round puris...though none of them turned out as round as expected...

Meanwhile, we started with our curry. Though we had the recipe, we had no idea how much we had to add each of the ingredient. We used our own judgement and I must say...we are really good...

Looks really good doesn't it?? It had a really nice smell and tasted really really great too!

We had to deep-fry those puris we made. It is supposed to fluff up once it is put into the oil. Oh before that, I better tell you what I did. My 2 friends will make sure that this part is told...and they tend to exaggerate as usual...So this is what exactly happened. After the curry was done, we had to heat up another pan full with oil for the deep frying. So we were waiting for the oil to heat up and since we were using a hot plate instead of a stove, it was taking a lot of time. I was the one checking the oil and I thought after a while that the oil must have heated up. My friends were hesitating but I confidently told them to put in the puris. One of the puris was put in BUT nothing happened!!! The oil WASN'T heated up yet!!!The poor puri had to be thrown away...all thanks to my stupidity....*sigh* Anyways, we waited for a little while longer and then when we were sure, then the others were put in. Unfortunately, our puris were not fluffing up as they are supposed to...and top of that, they weren't soft...they turned out to be as HARD as biscuits!We were pretty sad about that but it was our first time after all...

This was the final result....taste-wise they were really great! In other words, we were kind of successful. As we were afraid of other people criticising our puris, we decided to have them all for ourselves. That was our dinner that day....

In case you are still wondering about the title...well...we felt as if we were daughter-in-laws cooking dinner for the family. So for that moment, we felt as if we were being transported to the future. Hence, the title...

We were quite satisfied with our results and proudly showed off the pictures to our mothers....so much so that we thought of doing this again one day...

Vodka+ Rum = Deadly Combination...for SOME...

2006-05-05T16:30:00.000+08:00

Some people have been pestering me continuously to update my blog....seriously they jz don't have the patience...*sighs*...As I was racking my brains on what to write next, somebody gave me this really brilliant topic which would be interesting to share. So....without further ado, I would like to present my much-awaited post...*takes a bow*...

One fine evening...if I remember correctly...a thursday, my whole gang were sitting at the dining hall, eating our same old pathetic dinner and getting really bored as usual. Suddenly one of my friends said, "Why don't we go drinking?" Instantly, my whole gang became quiet...each of us thinking...should I or should I not....in the end, everyone agreed to go. Since we were going out, the girls in our gang....more famously known as the "3 musketeers"...rushed to our rooms to change and look a bit more..umm..presentable. Sadly, guys can never understand this need in girls to look presentable and were given 15 min to get ready.

We called a few of other friends and together went to a pub situated in our university campus but unfortunately, the pub was closed. We were cursing our luck. Finally, this friend of ours knew of this pub down the road. He led the way and we jz followed. Trust me girls, never go out with a huge group of guys or if you do, make sure you wear COMFORTABLE shoes...we girls couldn't keep up with the pace for one thing and we had to walk a long distance to reach the place!One of the 3 musketeers, musketeer 1, will drink at every opportunity that she gets. She and a couple of guys got vodka sprite and 2 guys got beers. The 2 other musketeers, mainly my friend and I, and 2 guys don't drink and so we got coke. After hanging out for a while, we decided to go somewhere else. We took the bus to the city...and lo and behold...a lot of our hostel mates boarded the same bus!They were all going clubbing and we decided to follow them...

We entered the club and my dear friend, musketeer 1 (as expected), and 2 guys had rum with coke..which was, by the way too strong. Music was great and we all went to dance. You should see the other musketeer( musketeer 2), dance....wow...she looked really HOT!!!By the way, I wasn't turned on...its jz a passing comment. I can surely do with a few lessons cos seriously...I am very pathetic in dancing. So there we were dancing and enjoying ourselves in this huge group for about 2 hours and then we decided to leave and catch the last bus. From here is where this story really begins...yes yes i know..finally...

So after the dance, when we were all about to leave, musketeer 1 suddenly leaned onto one of my friends. We were all wondering what happened suddenly. I seriously thought she was feeling sick...yup it was a STUPID thought...but hey it was my first time experiencing all this. Apparently, she was HIGH after drinking jz 2 DRINKS?!?! She started talking a lot of nonsense and giggling non-stop. She kept blabbering about how my friend didn't dance with her but with musketeer 2...she was acting like a jealous admirer...*eyes wide open in disbelief* After which, she nearly went into some other pub jz to dance and was pulling musketeer 2 along as well!She still wanted to have TEQUILA SHOTS on top of that!!As if she wasn't high enough...We missed the bus anyway and decided to catch taxis. The group separated and I was with musketeer 1 and my other friend. So we were waiting to catch a taxi. Meanwhile, she kept on saying, "I want to sit down"...and when she was sitted, she wanted to stand up...and it went on and on...she also kept on talking about how she missed her boyfriend. Finally, I found a taxi and we went back with her blabbering away.

We managed to bring her back to her room somehow. My friend and I jz ordered her to go to sleep which she soo wasn't interested in doing. She suddenly screamed at my friend to leave her room. We thought she would go to sleep and so all of us went to our respective rooms. Meanwhile, the other group also came back safe and sound. Musketeer 2 lives right next to her thankfully. As I was getting ready to go to sleep, I suddenly got a call..from...musketeer 1!!!She wasn't sleeping at all..and wanted me to come over!I simply rushed to her room and saw that she was lying on her bed all curled up, talking nonsense and even PREDICTING THE FUTURE *hint hint* As I said, luckily, musketeer 2 was there. The other friend who brought her back, came over too and 3 of us were trying to get her to sleep. Boy was she stubborn....arghhh....She was acting like ONE BIG BABY. She shouted at my other friend again to leave the room and 3 of us just left her alone in her room and crashed over at musketeer 2's room. In this way, at least we could hear her if she left the room. That night, for some reason, the whole floor was filled with drunk people...Anyways, we ended up watching Incredibles and Shrek 2 as we waited. We didn't realise that she actually left her room twice and in the end, I jz went to her room and screamed at her to go to sleep. At last, after screaming at her 2 more times, she fell asleep. The 3 of us were in musketeer 2's room for about 2 hrs and we couldn't take it anymore and we went back to our rooms and went to sleep.

Next day, I got this call from musketeer 1 in the morning, with a cheery voice and trying to sound sweet...doesn't work with me girl...and my friend and I went to her room and recounted whatever she did last night. We had a good laugh and she kept on insisting that she didn't do any of those things. In the end she said, "I drank with the intention of getting high"Man, why didn't she WARN us earlier!!!Both of us gave her a very good scolding...especially my friend. The rest of day goes by normally...but none of us forgot that night EVER.

So yea...this was my very first experience dealing with a person getting high...at least now I know what to do if it happens again..So the MORAL of this story is: NEVER bring musketeer 1 for drinks...and take note...she is PYSCHIC when she is high...

A New Start...

2006-05-01T11:09:00.000+08:00

Hmmm....writing a post for the first time is proving to be a very difficult task for me....cos firstly I am not tat great in writing and secondly I can't think of anything interesting to write!!!yea yea...i know that while reading this, you would love to tell me that posts don't have to be perfect essays...they are just means of sharing my thoughts n etc..etc..in fact I can already hear some of my friends telling me these....but still I am a perfectionist...i want everything to be perfect *shrugs*
So you must be wondering why on the earth I started a blog if I am finding it so hard to write in the first place....so let me just explain myself...

I started it cos I am majorly bored down here in Perth....oh in case you are wondering...I am studying here and I am far far away from my family *sigh*....so anyways I mean no offense but life here in Perth can only be concluded in just one word- boring. Its a very quiet place and not many people around nor many things to do. Everything down here..shops especially..close super early and the only kind of nightlife that's available here is...pubbing or clubbing. This is especially bad for people like me who are used to going out shopping at night and who are jz not that pubbing or clubbing type. So as you can see there isn't much to do here.
Secondly...sometimes I jz get sick and tired of studying and I want to do something different other than visiting my friends and jz chit chatting. I want to start some kind of hobby or something that will sustain my interest and look forward to or make my life a little bit interesting. I realised maybe blogging may help..
Thirdly...its jz plain INFLUENCE...most of my friends have blogs and looking at them thinking and writing something suddenly inspired me to do the same. Well...one of my friends down here has been pushing me to start a blog for a very loooooonnng time..so i decided to jz give it a try...
Lastly...I jz wanted to make sure that I don't lose touch with my "artistic" side. Not to sound boastful but my essays in school were pretty ok...especially my stories...but I stopped writing stories and stuff after graduating from school and...it doesn't help that I cant stand writing at all...

I know some of my friends would be thinking that I am such a hypocrite...I always used to say that I would never start a blog cos it takes up waaayyy to much time and blah blah...and here I am starting one...but I have justified myself and well...from now on..I would try my best to write and share "interesting" things...

ok then..i think this is more than enough for the first post! I will be writing more the next time..