[0:15 minutes]

Got to leave the house in 15 minutes. What can I say in 15 minutes?

Ok, aaaaah.. I'm getting my assignment back in 2 days time. aaaand.
I'm going to the dentist to go wisdom-toothing.
I hope it's worth it.
=D
And. I'm eating lollies. Yum.
Oh ya, and I'm now the official audio-typist in this house.
For hire.
For free.
okok.. I'll run now.. jaa!

Everywhere but Here.

I had planned to curl up with a good book after my exams, but that proved to be, well, idealistic. Just so much has been going on, people have been packing non-stop to get ready to return from whence they came, and I have to paint the house etc.

And suddenly, I feel alone. I feel like there's so much to do, I feel like the world is spinning at 40000 mph and I can't stop it but I'm not moving with it. I feel like I'm being abandoned, and will be abandoned come the end of every semester. Why? Because I LIVE in Perth. Because everyone goes HOME but I AM home. Because the farce of packing my bags to go home is crumbling like a broken dream.

Because maybe life isn't all that I see through those rose colored glasses. I hate feeling like I don't know where I fit into this busy, indifferent world. But then again, if I was all that comfortable, I wouldn't be learning much..

So help me.

Give me a reason.

[Triste]

Feeling blue-ish green. Might as well say turquoise, or bruised. Pick whichever. Shua, it's not fair. You're back there already...

For the little girl inside, for Triste.

[An Unladylike Haw-Haw]

I cracked up in the midst of doing my notes... This is about how comprehension (or understanding) is heavily reliant on our knowledge of context.

This is apparant to anyone who has asked an audio-typist to transcribe material on an unfamiliar topic. For example, a typist who was transcribing notes I had made on a book concerned with the evaluation of language typed:

This book considers the question of how language is a rose.

A collegue who was concerned with studies on the Beck Depression Inventory (BDI) found his words typed as:

Forty patients were administered the beady eye.

okae, okae.. back to work. Too much language related information processing..

Taa!

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[funky blue rabbit]

I have a funky blur rabbit on my desk. I got it from Isetan last year, and bonus! He even hangs my scrunchies!

I've reverted to coco lee songs to do my work.. And I've just fallen in love with a chinese song! (Sara? chinese? Huh????) It's called jing tian dao yong yuan. But I can't find the lyrics on the net! Hmm hmm.

I cleverly decided to do my notes by hand.. I ended up with 36 pages of foolscap. Ow. And I finally found the article I needed online.. *evaporates*

HYAHYAHYAH. Only 13 days till I go back to SG! I await the privelege of colonising pink bacteria and phish in the same agar plate. =)

I have a new theory on why people like me become OCD at certain times of the year; i.e. exam time. This theory hypothesises (H1) that people who are stressed feel like they need to be more in control, and thus, they resort to organising the minute areas of their life. My desk. My Filing system. My library books. My skincare? Anyway, the null hypothesis (H0) says that I should not find any difference in OCD tendencies. I shall use a repeated measures t-test. My only problem is that I have no participants for this experiment.. Scrap that. Ok, that was my tribute to Research Methods 112, which is now over. No more allgone byebye!

Next year, I'm going to meet a disordered child for placement. And I'm extremely intrigued and excited! I thought about the Hyperlexic that Cori talked about, and I couldn't help having notions about Savant's Syndrome and movies like 'House of Cards'. Hyperlexics are children who have the amazing ability to read written word, but have no idea what they mean. How cool is that? They usually have some sort of other impairment, which makes it all the more bizzare. It's like you reading arabic fluently without knowing what you're reading. Makes you wonder, huh.. Maybe someday we'll find a way to unlock these kids and they can go to school just like normal kids.. Heh. I found myself paying attention to only 2 things in my lecture notes: narratives and bilingualism. You should read the stories kids write! Amazing.

Mmm.. finding myself to be less, well, normal lately.. I think the exams are wearing me out.. Well, only till Wednesday, and I'm free!

So many books I want to buy from Koorong.. aaaaah.. how to choose???? =)

[I'll be around when every candle burns down low]

[bunburying]

Yarp, missing Oscar Wilde already..

Had a ROTTEN ROTTEN prac. I mistook a spleen for a kidney, an adrenal gland for a pancreas.. and a falciform ligament for a fundiform ligament. That was the WORST ever.. 2.5 minutes for one station.. I didn't know where I was until I hit the last station.. and by then, I was drowning, drowning.. *sobz* If only my brain was working normally.. super dissapointed.

But like Su says, it's only 15%.. I'll still pass and all.. Haiya.. God, I trust you.. make it a bigger number k?

Nanana.. one more left, and I don't know why it's all freaking me out... just one more.. 5 days, one paper.. and a very stressed girl...

Her Praise

She is foremost of those that I would hear praised.
I have gone about the house, gone up and down
As a man does who has published a new book,
Or a young girl dressed out in her new gown,
And though I have turned the talk by hook or crook
Until her praise should be the uppermost theme,
A woman spoke of some new tale she had read,
A man confusedly in a half dream
As though some other name ran in his head.
She is foremost of those that I would hear praised.
I will talk no more of books or the long war
But walk by the dry thorn until I have found
Some beggar sheltering from the wind, and there
Manage the talk until her name come round.
If there be rags enough he will know her name
And be well pleased remembering it, for in the old days,
Though she had young men's praise and old men's blame,
Among the poor both old and young gave her praise.

William Butler Yeats

[Have you watched House lately?]

[Blank Space]

Little wing is playing in my head...
I know whose fault that is..
It's really whimsical..
The Corr's version of it, at least..

Sunlight was shining into the dining area yesterday..

Felt so.. whimsical..

So I started dancing..

Yesyes, these are embarrassing confessions. =)

Went to watch Nina's final project..

I like going to these things..

and what's more, I actually like going alone..

Just like taking in the performance by myself..

Strange, no?

Like I said, controversial and embarrassing.

No, not really.

Of late, my room has become functional.

I used to study everywhere but my room.

But now I love it.

I love studying in my rooooooom.

And Susu came over today..

yay Su!

I dunno why I'm yaying. hehe.

Ya, and I bought furniture for my new room!

nam nam nam nam... *chews asparagus*

I like.

Ok.. ya I'm a bit nutty from exams.
Tee hee.
nuts, screws, bolts.
mm.
Wachel.. your birthday sooooon!
*schemes and plots over bdae*
I have the perfect plan..
*buys forks and knives*
*play scary music*...

Daddy Dearest.. Thank You for seeing me through!
Human Biology is over!

And I trust you because you made me.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

So you know all about the questions

Even before we knew how to ask them

And I know you were whispering...

[Secret keeper]

You know how relieved I was when I walked out of that exam hall with a pile of books in one hand and my heart in the other..

Now she's walkin' thru the clouds

with a circus mind

That's runnin' wild...

Butterflies and zebras
and moonbeans
and fairy tales
all she ever thinks about is riding with the wind.

When I'm sad she comes to me

With a thousand smiles

She gives to me, free

It's alright, it's alright' she says
Take anything you want from me
Anything

[make it real]

[Or take it all away]

A sheepish thank you

This post should be written in extremely small letters. But I thought that would be rather ruthless, so i decided to spare everyone.

I was looking through my handphone inbox today when I found a message that really encouraged me, sent some time back when I was busy and had not much time to read it properly. Leaning against the bedpost and dead tired from 8.5 hours of hard core study, I smiled at how a small thing like that could cheer me up so very much. On retrospect, much more thought went into this message than I first realised, and I am so grateful for the sender's presence in my life.. tee hee.. Thank God for people like that.. they make life very beautiful..

And since they don't know about my blog... I shan't bother about names, ne?

Met Su at the library to study from 10.30 am till 5 pm.. and I went home and did some more work.. and I think that I can now have the sleep I want so badly.. Dear God, thank you sooooooooooo much for helping me make sense of foetal development! You're very creative about it, you know? *marvels*

[To dance with her beloved]

[For a chance to catch His eye]

You'll always stay Golden for me.

I can't live my life of mediocrity

knowing Love Himself is beside me.

So long, Status Quo.

*squeals* loving you to bits! And I don't know why. Maybe cos you ARE love?

Chatroom Politics

Location: Alterego Anonymous

Time: 12.52 AM

Sara: Whew.. I just finished my notes!
Anne: vat notz?
Sara: Human bio.. on fetal development..
Anne: Ach, eye zee. it hez been aye long time cince I remember cwimming in ze fluid and eting from ze belly button.
Ms. Fine: Oh Dahling, I'm tired, can we all go to sleep?
Sara: Huh? But I want to stay up..
Ms. Fine: You really need to think about your beauty sleep!
Ms. Fine: Panda eyes! What will Mr Schefield say?
Anne: Vat vill he sey?
Anne: Incidentally, eye hev sum vork to do too. Ve stay up.
Sara: Majority vote. We're staying up.
Ms. Fine: But *whines*..
Anne: Aniveys, ev eye do not sleep, yu do not sleep. It is ze rule of being ze same person.
Ms. Fine: I have no idea what you're saying.
Ms. Fine: We are most certainly not the same person!
Ms. Fine: Although my grandaunt was german...
Anne: yu zee! yu zee! Eye em right!
Sara: guys, absolutely must you? It's a good thing patra isn't here tonight.
Ms. Fine: Oh you mean Cleo? She's so full of herself.
Anne: vell, frankly, eye do not understand her vay of talking.
Ms. Fine: Oh, you're one to talk!
Anne: At least eye do not uze ze funny 'th' everyvere.
Ms. Fine: As if your 'v's aren't bad enough.
Sara: Actually, tonight's meeting has an agenda. We're supposed to discuss why I can't make decisions because all of you can't decide on one single issue and vote democratically.
Sara: Like, for instance, about sleeping. We can't all have our way. There needs to be an organised system.
Anne: eye cecond ze idea. my kuntry ez demokratik. it ez goot!
Ms. Fine: We should just listen to me.
Sara: Good! Since Annie is agreeable, that's a majority and we are now officially democratic. All in favor say aye.
Anne: Eye!
Ms Fine: I.
Sara: *sighs* let's just sleep, can?

[AWOL]

nee, chotto muzukashi.

Kaeritai!

I am such a rotten person.

I hate being rotten.

[rollercoaster 3 in 1]

What a strange title. Is that a new kind of coffee?

Actually, it sums up my day pretty well. My morning started with a high, and my day ended with an amazing low. My irritation with certain parties coupled with my tiredness overwhelmed me and I bawled my eyes out in poor Tiffy's house.. Everyone was very nice about it.. haha, so sorry guys!!! 3 in 1 because I ate my breakfast, lunch and dinner all at once at 4 pm. =) wows. I didn't know my stomach's compensation skills were so great. =p

Anyways, it's 10 days away from exams and I am unhurried, unworried and totally unfazed that these are the final exams of my first year in university. I think it's because God is telling me that He will see me through, as He has been so faithfully doing, and if I will just relax, He will do the work for me.. Today I felt Him say that He is really a God of rest.. not just of action, as I constantly perceive Him to be, but of rest!

Today was a gold dust day.. the second time I experienced gold dust on my hands. The first time I saw it, I was quite awed, and didn't dare to explore.. but today I realised that it doesn't transfer if you rub it on something else! And what's more.. I found that it dissapeared after service.. hahaha.. I was trying to look for some explanation.. like glitter pens/ nail polish and what not, but I knew that it wasn't.. because it was so fine and so shimmery.. Felt quite special.. and undeserving.. I think I'm learning a lot more about what Grace means.. and how unworthy I am.. and how He gives anyway. =)

Maybe I'm just tired with painting the house.. so I'll go zzz now and tackle tomorrow's studying tomorrow. Not that I did anything today. Or yesterday. But hey`!

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