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I lost my hello kitty pencil a few weeks ago. The one I got from the worst trip ever to Hokkaido. And guess where I saw it! It was in somebody else’s pencil case. I’m pretty sure its mine cos its from Hokkaido and its a limited edition hello kitty mechanical pencil. It also have the same exact pink “hello kitty” dangling on it which wasn’t suppose to be there. It was suppose to be this ugly purple hello kitty and I swapped the pink one over before giving the other pencil to a friend.
I just knew it was mine cos I recognize it!!
So I asked,
Me: Did you found this pencil somewhere?
Girl: Huh? No, my friend gave it to me.
Me: Oh, cos it looked exactly like the mine, I got it in Japan.
Girl: Oh, nah. … (focus on the demonstrator )
Seconds later
Girl: Do you want it?
Me: Nope, its ok.
At first my heart ache for that pencil. After all its limited edition, pink and from Japan. But I’m not exactly sure if it was mine.
So there goes my pencil. But she took care of it pretty well anyway, so maybe it’s for her to keep. It’s in a Gucci pencil case, I can’t really figure out if its real or fake. Cos its badly stained.
I used to really hate hello kitty, I called it the cat without a mouth. I hate cats as much as I hate brinjals, so hello kitty without a freaking mouth just seems so ridiculous. I should just let it go right? I mean, I can’t possible tell that girl that the pencil obviously belongs to me. Her friend gave it to her. And it would make me look so…cheapskate even if the pencil really did belong to me.
I just have this sense of attachment to everything that belongs to me. Like my Nalgene water bottle for example. I had it for years (7 and still counting). I just can’t give it away. It’s a completely different relationship between me and my stationaries. I will always be extremely depressed whenever I loose just ONE pen no matter how cheap they are. So far I lost my pencil box TWICE in melbourne and both times pierced my heart equally bad. Whenever I told someone about it, they’ll go like..
“oh its just a pencil box what…. go get new one.”
I know it sounded like a no big deal loosing pencil boxes.
What they don’t know is, its the stationaries inside that matters. Not the pencil box.
OH OH. The girl who had my hello kitty pencil is working in Peri Peri. Not that I want to defame her or anything. I just thought how coincidental it could be. I bought popcorn chicken from her all the time and it took me sometime to realize that my course mate had been serving me chicken everyday. That shows that I don’t pay attention to people around Uni except those I’m concerned with.
The pencil box that I lost few months ago must have been found by a friend of that Peri Peri girl who probably thought that it was wise to distribute my pens and pencils away. Not that the person did wrong by giving away my stuffs, but the thought of it just sickens me. What a sickening fish-tart. Cos I actually bothered to wake up early just so I could catch the opening hours of the ‘lost and found’. But every time I make my trip there, I always came back disappointed.
Stupid fish-tart.
This is my first attempt using picasa. Usually, I don’t like scrambling pictures and collage it randomly, but I’m still pretty noob with this picasa thing. So yeah, it came out something as ugly as this. At least there are nice pictures! Tho bb’s camera is only 2MP, I think it did quite a good job!
I really need a camera.
I need Tracy to give me Photoshop tutorials again.
I’ve got a pending entry on homosexuals actually. It happened probably 2 Thursday ago when there was a mini rally outside Matt-library.
As everyone might already have known, I came from an all girls school. I know it’s a Christian school and all, but when you put just girls in an environment for too long without any opposite genders, mutual attraction in between girls are simply inevitable. So yeah, I pretty much grew up watching my female friends hooking up with each other for 11 years. Come to think of it, it was actually sort of a combination of incest and homosexuality. Cos many treated or called each other jie, mei, kor, di…even pa, ma and ahma! And all sorts of those kinda of rubbish. In my social circle, these “mother father” game was treated pretty seriously even tho we’re all just months older or younger than each other. VERY RETARDED, I know. But for them to actually acknowledge each other as family members, they have to accept each other first yeah? So I guess thats where the mutual attraction came from, thats why they always hook up with each other in the end.
Of course for most of us, those were just childish teenage stupidity. Everyone grew out of the “father mother” game, but there’s just something not everyone manage to get out of. From my last trip to Singapore, I finally hung out with the very last species of high school friends whom I manage to keep in contact with.
One of them who finally got attached asked me what my views on homosexuality was. Cos I guess I appear to be more religious than I used to be years ago, and she’s still what she was back then (in terms of identity status) and her new hook up is someone who’s pretty much active in church and so on. Well, my view on this has always been the same and it didn’t really change since I graduated from PL. Yes, I know how lesbians can irk me sometimes. Especially when they’re down to like guy t0 guy kinda relationship. But the fact that I grew up in an environment where I see such “abnormal” union every single day, it turned from something disgusting to something that’s just another part and parcel of life. To a point when 2 girls hook up, its just more appropriate to give them your wholehearted blessing than to think about how wrong this can be.
I really know how wrong it is. But sometimes I just cannot agree to some universal biblical rules. I’ve seen friends who seriously had been like that since they were 13!! They are just not physically attracted to the opposite genders, seriously is it their fault? Why should the society outcast them? What gives some assholes the authority to diss them and go like “lesbian sucks” whenever they walk pass them. Even in Matthew, Jesus mentioned that some eunuch were made the way they are. I always think that the sin of being a lesbian is not as gravely as being a bisexual. Cos if you’re a bisexual, you actually have the choice of diverting your attention towards the opposite gender.
All in all, this is just a brief summary and I seriously don’t want to have anyone thinking that I’m turning gay. I know how against Christianity it is to take part in the same-sex marriage petition. But there are just some friends who I really love and whom I care for, and whom I will support them no matter what they turn out to be. From what I’m seeing now, they look nice as the way they are. If they’re gonna be just one percent more feminine, they’re gonna be freaking hideous. I believe from the bottom of my heart that they were made just the way they are. Just like how uniquely you and I were made.
I’m still standing firm in my perspective. It is my personal belief that sexual intimacy should only be introduced after marriage and sexual intercourse is a spiritual wedding gift. Thus I think that marriage should not be banned just because these people are not attracted according to the universal norm. It is unethical to deprive them from their sexual desires. And that is just my personal point of view.
To tell you the truth, one of my gay friend is one of the best ‘girl’ friend I could ever had. He’s just the nicest person to talk to in any occasion, probably more sensitive then one of my closest friend whom I hang around with every weekend.
you just freakin spend 4 days of your life worrying about it, two nights rushing on the 5% shit that you’re working on while other people from other courses spend one night on their 40% essay. then you brood over the big F that you got for your 5% report while they celebrate their HD victory.
i swear to do business for postgrad.
i have 3 times more contact hours and work 7 times harder. our load of endless reports and assignments are at least 10 times heavier but we’re the ones who end up with the shit pay job.
when i was young, pa used to tell that me uni is going to be easy. cos you’ll get to choose whatever you like and whatever you’re good at.
i swear to make postgrad easy.
i swear to make life easy.
Filed under: uni
the anonymous on-going girls forum in uni. guess where i got this from.
let me give you a clue. i took this picture when mr.hanky was making his way out of a funnel. and i think the picture was obvious enough.
one formal report, one histology project and one more essay to go.
i hope i’ll still have time to study.
dear XXXXXXXX,
if i’m a microorganism living on an agar plate,i’ll be the queen and you’ll be gram positive. then i make myself gram negative along with people that i want to live with. my gardeners will plant crystal violet and bile salts around to make the agar macconkey. you want to know the rest, go check out prescott’s.
not very much loved, glenda
i hate you, microbiology. but i prefer you to histology.
i got this picture from sci prof online by the way. 
they do loads more interesting stuffs such as writing your name with bacteria culture rather than the usual mundane plate streaking and all those isolation crap. why can’t we isolate a mixture of culture with a smiley face or a heart shape?
a random doodle i found on another photobucket account i created eons ago.
i loved rainbows. and i still do!
finally, it’s thursday. two more lectures tomorrow to mark the end of the week.i seriously need proffesional help to keep me off distractions for all while. no more failing this semester.
my dev2011 practical report is worth 20%. one mega big report in the semester which got me seriously stuck. i was meant to finish the draft today so that i could hand it in for some constructive feedback. however, not that i didnt have time to do so, i just didnt know how to get things started. instead of sleeping, i spent the night flipping muso upside down and trying to get imaginary thymus of this little fetal slide. let me show you what they gave us in expectation for a minimum of 20 pages prac report.
i don’t even know how a fetal thymus should look like. all histology websites show slides that’s at least 16 weeks old and this freaking mouse or rabbit fetal is less than 10 weeks old. altho now i know where the heart and thymus were roughly located, but there isnt much i could fill in for 20 freakin pages. i don’t even see anything near cortex and medulla of it. where should the lymphocyte be? arghhh.
DEV (or anatomy, it was that 2 years ago) is driving me INSANE. i just want to pass. really. 50% will do. God, please help me to pass.
