j'ai gagné un prix, tout le monde! je ne pourrais pas être plus fière de moi-même.

Awarded to the first year student who has contributed most to the Hall and also shows academic promise.

shiok sendiri, say it with me! {:oD

:: T'en Vas Pas Comme Ça - génération yéyés


oh yea, i know i'm lagging by two days but to those i haven't wished:

selamat hari raya aidilfitri and happy diwali to all my kawan-kawan!

send me some satay kambing now! (don't forget the kuah, hor. thanks.)
ooh j'en ai envie beaucoup. feed me, somebody!

..back to revision for tomorrow's french oral. heh ;P

i dont keep in touch with world news here, or any news for tt matter. mostly cos i forget to. today stephen told us bout something tt's apparently been in the news (perth) for the past week: Tibetan pilgrims shot at by Chinese soldiers. of course i'm aware that this might be a propanganda thing on part of the news agency but really, shoot for what?

i'm suddenly craving popeye's chicken. rgh i'm so hungry... savoury food. i need food tt's not cereal or oatmeal... shit i should've ordered pizza just now cos broadways just closed 20 mins ago.

i feel embarrassed just thinking bout it:
got up at 9 plus and went for french lecture but as soon as i sat down in the LT, i was gripped by the agonising lao sai feeling. too bad, had to tahan for 45mins. then during asian studies tute i started seeing stars and got a bad headache. i finally admitted at lunch, while trying not to barf, tt i was (ya, get this) hungover.

WTF. from wat sia?? in the 24 hrs before lunch today, my total alcoholic drinks intake did not exceed 400ml. it's so ridiculous, really, i want to laugh but i'm still reeling frm this morning's headache. wat's still NOT funny though is the nightmare.

woke up half an hr ago from the motherfucker of all fucking nightmares. i was actually half awake long before but i couldn't get my eyes to open and i couldn't move. all there was was noise and familiar faces with unfamiliar feelings. quelle horreur. where's amelia?, i could hear them asking outside. i'm here, i'm here!! but the only sounds i could make were the screams in my head. i couldn't even scream in the dream. quelle horreur. could be the result of today's sporadic drinking, though i find tt conclusion a little dramatic.

:: Mademoiselle of the Morning - gris gris

i showered and went to the bbq downstairs for dinner. washing hair before a bbq- is it tt obvious my mind isn't in the right place nowadays? then jack spilt red wine on my jacket and my jeans, which i then washed with white wine. then it got chilly and i took sips of beer and red and white frm alfred's cup. laugh laugh laugh hee hee ha ha.

this afternoon, i lay on the grass like the silly angmohs i laugh at who perch their kiddy pools and splash bout in the quad. three of us, aaron me alfred. brought my asian studies reader down but the only success i had was at occasionally reminding myself of my distaste for beer. as evinced in the preceding paragraph, this success was limited only to duration of the tanning session. pointless spiders.

forced myself out of bed at 7.30am to prep for intercollege athletics. donned daphne's fbt get-up to trick myself and the general population into thinking i am in fact very sporty and fit. hur hur. rushed down for brekky and then realised tt the meet was starting only at 10.

i'd like to think of my time spent here as character-building. mm.