the italian border control ppl actually like.. play fight to look at my passport because as he told me, this is the first time he had seen an old indonesian passport. ha. ha.

just read westlife’s new autobiography yesterday and i couldn’t stop laughing. omg hahahahahaha. kian as we always suspected is not very popular in school. with the guys. apparently because all their gf’s fancies him. which i understand. he was so hot pre 2001.

and omg shane is still totally in love with gillian.

and they are all damn bitchy.

and i dont like the format of the book and paragraphs.

and the worst thing is reading about the things they talk about it all sounds so vaguely familiar. like your old secondary school friends thingy. which probably makes sense because i have effectively known them for 7 years. or more.

so funny.

couldn’t love london more. for starters, you understand what everybody is saying and there are no other ethnic minority shouting konichiwa and chinesie *sp* at you.

went to some random edgeware road casino with anthony and played with only £5 on the 25p machine. WON £60.50-5. Anthony profited £27. and all these in less than 1 hour. who still have the mood to work?

though i seriously need a job. fucking hell.

nice day today. if only results come out today i might have been lucky to scrape a 2:2. and however impossible, a pass for PoF. monday. omg omg omg.

all the guilt will start sinking in soon.

2 more days yikes

maybe there will be a delay.

and doctor who final episode coming out. last full series for at least another year and he was regenerating. so we might lose Tennant as well. which might make sense because there were rumours about him gg to play Hamlet in 2009. soooooo if they actually change the doctor please let it be another hot hunk!!!

the italian restaurant we ate today SUCKS. it has been such a long time since i got exposed to shit food. and the worst thing is i was actually looking for nice restaurants to eat before. but couldnt find any. so we popped down one of those random Christopher something area behind selfridges. and it sucks. The zizzi dessert was burn as well.

it is a sign from god asking me to stop eating. gahhhh.

my mother dont want to talk to me just because i mentioned i put on weight. what kind of mother is that. so now i am surviving on a lemon and honey diet. hopefully at least for the next few days. which means i cannot make any plans to meet anyon. but better do it or she will die. shit man. 1 month in europe, 5000 euros gone. and worst thing is 1500 on th fairy bag. omg. and now they have sale. if they cut price by 50% as they usually do I’D DIE. fuck fuck fuck.

damn the tax free damn damn 200 euros gone.

argh. so frustrated over it dont even want to talk about it.

finally back from italy. no more shopping but lonon felt so nice. at least you can understand the ppl around you. that is definately something we take for granted.

i can’t bring myself to read the new westlife book!! haha. sure damn corny. westlife fans continue to flood my wembley post. omg haha first chapter is shane and i just want to laugh. esp all our work so hard; kian’s fault; kian the smartest jokes. hahahahahaha. insider jokes obviously.

my computer has no more space to store my pictures. how shit is that.

this feels like a dejavu of a dejavu. or have i actually blogged about it before? something about some computer programmers and the teacher who is like teaching them about the passion and how much thought you must put into something to learn how to compress the thing because you need to feel how the files should be organised etc.

fucking weird. i bet nobody knows what i am talking about. i win.

ARGH. i need to stop WASTING MONEY. wasting wasting wasting. it is not even spending. just keep wasting on stupid things like extra air tickets. omg. fuck fuck fuck. this year is really not good financially for me. omg. arghhhh.

anthony is coming down and there is nothing we can do

never felt so relieved my whole life. the italian embassy ppl have to be the nicest ppl in the world. so now my visa is more or less sorted.

and after i got my sleep sorted out as well with a 1/2 turned 2 hour nap. i am so contented that i forgot i still have exams. haha might as well blog bout yesterday’s concert - which is only lee’s 2nd time - hahahaha her concert virginity was stolen by westlife. as was mine. but at least i was 100% faithful. nevermind for her.

haha almost died of shock (no exagerration) when lee suddenly shouted OMG!! and almost fell out of her seat when we saw that the woman had like another giant eeyore at the bottom of her back. as quoted, “her back is like one giant disney ad!” hahahaha. so like the next few minutes were spent laughing like mad chinese ppl and conspiring to pull up her shirt just to check if there is a tigger hopping around in the middle.

can see my photography skills improved considerably throughout the show. haha. 550+ photos until my C:/ now have no disk space. i think my fav activity at concerts is really to take photos. haha.

first part of the show

i think from this point onwards Nick started to lose his staminia and he seems to be in constant pain. out of breathe, full of sweat and like… basically all his older bandmate outperformed him. haha.

i think i love my camera a lot.

all the classic boyband moves. obviously everybody was out of sync with most ppl moving faster than nick.

nice. my fav. part of the act. can tell nick obviouly keep showing his ace and kings card towards the camera.

omg totally want to die. why are there so many ppl looking at my westlife wembley post. still got ppl search for them meh. but then their croke park concert was 80,000 ppl. haha. maybe. hais. damn funny.

italy italy italy. haha. have no idea how to tell my mum about the fairy bag. fuck. haha. and from the looks of it that is not the last purchase to be made.

finally finished painting yesterday. so relieved. yippie. haha. so have nothing to say.

oh finally thought of something i should write down to remember.

is a person who always drop things but always manage to catch them before they fall to the ground or somebody who never drops anything more lucky? minus the clumsiness of course. however you spell that.

omg my spelling is atrocious.

this really sucks

this really really really really really sucks.

i want to die already

how to pass how to pass how to pass

not even studying.

haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssssssssssss

POF POF POF POF POF!! allmy plans for finishing up at least first term’s work are gone, gone, gone.

really do not want to deal with reality right now. the future looks so bleak i might as well just end it up now.

and obviously i am only sounding suicidal without being one. as usual. oh wait. later j go kb me again.

i think retail therapy has like.. advanced to the academic sector.

friday - never buy anything: never study

saturday - go park: tried studying

sunday - bought lego £60: 2 hours of studying

monday - £250 coat and jacket: 3 hours of studying.

reliable statistics haha

there is just a point in life when you must give up certain things. for the benefit of the heart.

okay not heart.

if lungs are full of logic and heart of emotions. where does irritation goes? maybe the anal.

that’s where you are. out of my mind.

i sound totally ridiculous but who cares. if you want to plagarise take the shit. figuratively and literally.

one can never give full protection but at least you can identify the theives and protect yourself.

years and years of hardwork stolen but luckily you can only ever touch the surface. it is true innit that is why i can never memorise other ppl’s essays for exams. it is hard to copy and paste and thank god *will have one for myself soon* for that.

it is nature’s own IP mechanism.

speaking of exams, screwed up 2 essays for TRUST BECAUSE OF TRACING OBVIOUSLY. EU is probably okay… Tax, screwed up one. Hopefully the other one I did correctly but Lee said probably. hope so hope so. PoF can just go screw itself.

qiqi is here!!! haha.

time to suck up girl!

why must you go and force me to do things against my own moral principles? i have morals unlike you.

on a lighter note, jut bought big lego set instead of studying yesterday but did did 3 chapters so so proud of myself. and blue toilet paper isjust not nice.

can’t forget about you!! - you know who you are. okay actually you don’t.

haha. you calculator. you sucker. leacher. loser. theft.

i shall write a poem about you.

it’s alright. i forgive you. you had NOTHING to lose and everything to gain through theft.

i don’t sound like myself do i. but then again, nowadays who really does? it is hard to blog in abstract. respect to those who does. i need to privatise but i need to tell as well.

one day the truth shall emerge and the we will laugh at you.

it is amazing how fucked up one can feel. right before an exam especially.

obviously.

why why why why why is my life so fucked

not wanting to sound abstract (and therefore emo) but certain things are better recorded in brief. especially in a public sphere (EU!!)

xxx told me bout some secondary school days stuff and oh wells. DAMN SHOULDN’T HAVE TOLD ME ABOUT IT haha because it fucked me brains up. sometimes ignorance is bliss. not that it was a big matter but recent exam stress has been getting into my head.

exams are fucked.

though my visas are finally 75% done. now my fate is finally out of my hands i can finally settle down and study.

i hope i know what i am talking about 10 years from now. but it is still not exactly abstract. haha. just empty.