Omgosh it rained! I'm totally proud of the weather now, feeling like a triumphant mother who finally coaxed her constipated child into shitting. Ahhh..


The 5 reasons why I prefer the rain to the sun:


1. I can snuggle on my bed with a good book.


2. I can wear more layers to keep myself warm, but I cant strip my skin off to cool myself when the sun is crazy.


3. I love the feeling of thunder rumbling, rain pouring, wind howling, when I'm at home that is.


4. It's perfect for napping/sleeping.


5. I really really really hate the warmth.




Ho ho ho. Excuse me now. I'm gonna snuggle on my bed with Dan Brown's Angels and Demons. =D

Ah. And so I finally submitted my thesis a week ago. It should be obvious from the frequency that I'm blogging right? When there's nothing to procrastinate about, I seldom blog. And the reason why I'm blogging again? I'm doing my poster. HA.


Anyhows, Xiang and I met up with Yannie the day after our poster! And as usual, the pics that are in Xiang's cam will never ever make it to my comp, much less my blog, so make do with what I have la huh.


I think we are getting old. We don't shop till that late anymore, preferring to go home earlier to rest and all. Maybe it's the fatigue that got accumulated throughout the FYP period (for Xiang and I), or the poor Yannie that work crazy hours as an auditor.


And so, we shopped, laughed, took neoprints (Yes! Neoprints! gonna upload these soon), and shopped, and rested, when we took these pics.



All three of us sitting down after feeling damn tired. We are old. =X


We had a damn hard time taking this pic together. My zipai skills have gone down the drains after the 4 months of FYP! =((((




Yannie and me. See, she's that tired that she had to find something/someone (aka me) to lean on.



Yannie and Xiang. Ah. I don't know why she wanted to lick Xiang. =DD


And and and!


I know you all are missing me and my zipais! The FYP period wasnt a good time to zipai 'cause of my lang bei look. Overgrown fringe + brows + perpetually tired look. And so, I did all the grooming needed, and tada!



Miss me right? =DD


And an attempt to make me look like I have a skinny face:


HAHA. Works hor? The fake lashies did their job too. Ho ho.


Alright, back to the poster before Xiang murders me. =)

This post is directed to the Passerby. If there's no desire to read my rants, please scroll on.




I really hate it when people leaves tag on my tagboard and not state their name when they obviously know me and my friends.


It just annoys the hell outta me.


If you wanna say something, just leave your name. Is there a need to maintain the secrecy by withholding it back?


If you are a new reader, I would welcome you with open arms (unless it's some specific people that I would rather not read this blog). Just. Leave. Your. NAME!


argh.


By the way, I know who is the person that is hiding behind the mask of a passerby, who have been telling me how fortunate I am to have Xiang as my bff, or have been trying to defend her ages ago when the post was directed at someone else and not your beloved Xiang much to your disappointment huh?


If this accusation is wrong, then I'm so sorry. But I'm pretty sure my inkling is on the right tracks 'cause no one that I know would leave tags that state themselves as Passerbys yet talk about Xiang like they know her.


Just leave your name la!! Argh. And I know I am fortunate, or I wouldnt have blogged about it, would I?


Urgh.

I really must blog about this:



燕菱 says:
everyday talk to you den i machiam feel like i also doing FYP



HAHAHAHAHAHA.


Poor dear. She's already working and yet she feels like she's doing FYP too. HAHA.

You the difference between a BFF and a good friend?


The difference between a BFF and a good friend is how the BFF would sms to ask about how's my thesis writing getting along, or sms when there's no news of me for the entire day, or simply sms to ask me to jiayou!


The difference between a BFF and a good friend is how she knows exactly what my FYP is, and knows immediately when I talk about this antagonist, or the pre-contraction by this and by that, or the relaxation by this agonist or that agonist.


The difference is how she would listen to all my grumblings and complaints and frustrations about how the FYP is not going well, and how my life is sad, how my I'm so pissed off with how things are proceeding with the experiments.


The difference is how she would scold me awake 'cause she knows nobody else would jolt me awake.


It is how she would come over to school to accompany me while writing thesis, ask if I wanna stay over at her house to chiong thesis together 'cause she knows I won't have the motivation to write at home.


It is how she would sacrifice her monthly anniversary with her bf 'cause she wanted to allow me to stay at her house for one more day to finish up my first draft in order to be submitted by Friday morning.


It's also as simple as how she would know when I'm chatting with people on MSN and when I'm really writing my thesis just by listening to the sound of my typing and how she would get her parents to bring 3-in-1 coffee back 'cause she knew that I would need to stay awake to finish up the draft.


I'm really touched and grateful to my BFF Xiang for all these and more. And though we are not the type to hug or express how much we appreciate each other, I really wanna say this:


Thanks alot Xiang. (:

When I said I cant breathe 2 posts ago, I meant it literally.


It's now being a conscious effort to remember to breathe. Often I find myself holding my breath for too long and start feeling weird, before I tell myself, "Breathe girl, breathe."


Waking up to a congested chest and inability to breathe, I even dream about my thesis in my sleep, plus I'm often feeling hungry but don't feel like eating. Chocolates don't make my stomach churn hungrily, and there's no urge to tear open the wrapper though I'm putting a bar of kinder bueno beside me to motivate myself.


Even the pictures of sashimi cant make my stomach growl anymore.


=(

I left Erinna babe utterly exasperated just now:


Erinna says - did u know: that peppermint is a hybrid plant
Erinna says - its not a species =P


©¿º« kÎmßÆ®£¥ »º¿© -- sucking thumb says - hybrid from?
©¿º« kÎmßÆ®£¥ »º¿© -- sucking thumb says - pepper and mint?


Erinna says - spearmint and watermint
Erinna says - -___-


©¿º« kÎmßÆ®£¥ »º¿© -- sucking thumb says - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA




Paiseh girl. But it was logical! I swear!

The extent of the warmth of the weather can be felt through the speed of my hair drying:


1 hour instead of the usual 2.


And the speed of getting sticky again after a shower.

Am in a totally bad mood these days. A tiny little thing that doesnt usually affect me piss me off big time. I get exasperated easily by miniscule matters. And the tears faucet need the least encouragement to roll.


Staring at my experiment today (yes, I'm back to doing experiments when I'm just 2 weeks away from the dateline) which had strangely abnormal results, I felt so totally helpless. Thinking about the amount of things that I have to do before next week, I nearly broke down right there and then in the lab.


Listening to my Dad's voice over the phone asking what happened to my experiment, the tears just threatened to roll again.


It was all I could do to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat and clear away all tears forming to put on a brave front for my PO. I don't wanna scare her twice in a week.


Stress piling, immense pressure building, expectations to live up to, the race against time.


I really cant breathe this time.

In the continuation of the brunch that we had at Xiang's house, here's the dinner.




Fried rice with nuggets, drumlets, and zai er.


Don't be fooled by its amazing variety. Nuggets and drumlets and zai er leh! We totally cleared out the whole fridge.


But we are still amazed that we could dig out so many stuff to cook a decent dinner. And I was thinking we were gonna starve to our sad pathetic deaths 'cause I couldnt find a thing to eat in my hunger.


What's even more amazing was that we managed to finish cooking within 20mins. Or rather, Xiang managed to finish cooking, and I managed to finish washing EVERYTHING + add seasoning + throw in the food into the wok to cook + digging the rice outta the rice cooker.


Halfway through washing all the stuff, I was kinda thinking if that is how a maid feels. Bao'ing all the misc stuff.


But it was all worthwhile. The dinner was damn good. Or was it the hunger that made it so good? =XXXX


Anyway, going home, I found this new hp!





Omgosh. The feeling of a sleek new handphone practically made me drool.




It is a slide phone! *drool drool drool* (And yes, in the background is one of my gazillion graphs for my thesis)


But it isnt mine. =(


It is my Ah Gong's new handphone.


My AH GONG LEH!!! My 80++ years old Ah Gong having such a hip hop phone! Omgosh. It's totally amazing how hip hop my Ah Gong is la. He changes handphones at about the same rate as I change mine.


Looking at this phone, I'm totally reminded of Calvin's phones. Even my Ah Gong is more hip hop than him. HAHAHA. Ooops. =DD

The other day, I stayed in lab for 20hours, chionging an experiment for 19hours straight as I wanted to find out why there was a contradiction in my results.


The feeling of having to stay awake through the night really sucks. I blasted music, danced, sang, did jumping jacks, all in an attempt to keep myself awake. This is all due to the breaks in between being so short that I cant get a decent nap in, till the extent of my head feeling as if it's spinning whenever I close my eyes.


And knowing I have a tendency of making mistakes when I'm sleepy, I scrawled the steps on a piece of A4 paper and pasted them on the waterbath so that if I were to really make mistakes after all these efforts, I would really murder myself.




Oh, and the feeling of striking out each step gives me great satisfaction that one step is finally done.




My 2 sets of experiments that took so freaking long.




On Monday, I realized the contradictions were actually due to mistaking a graph's interpretation, and I nearly murdered myself in my frustrations.


I seriously felt like hurling myself outta the lab windows right at that moment as the disappointment in myself was so great.


It was only then that I realized that I had tremendous trust in myself, and that when I broke that trust I had, the disappointment that I received is so much greater as compared to someone else breaking the trust in me.


It was only after Yishi treated me to a strawberry Chupa Chup that I got over the frustration over my stupidity. =X




Yesterday, after going crazy doing all my results into nice graphs with coordinated headings, legends, and all those nonsense, I decided that staying over at Xiang's house is gonna be a much better choice as compared to going home.


This is simply because to me, Home = Rest. I never ever get any work done at home. NEVER.


I can never study/mug/or do whatever important stuff at home as the distractions of using the lappy to surf the net, watch shows, or sleep is so much greater at home than being away from home.


So I went to Xiang's house which has no food. =XX


All the plans to go out for breakfast at Bukit Panjang Plaza's Mac's by Xiang (which I cast aside 'cause I knew would never ever happen through the years of coming over to this house, we have only left here ONCE to get food.) didnt happen as expected.


And so we had this brunch that consisted of egg, crabsticks, meatballs, and instant Char Mee by Myojo.




Xiang's smashed up egg.


And MINE!




With a whole nice round sunny side up!


And together,



So pretty right? And I truly believe that it's my perfect sunny side up that made this picture look so fabulous. HAHA.


Alright, back to the thesis. =)