i am not belle

So much for a storm. Stupid Yahoo weather. I woke up to find the house empty (as per every Saturday). I briefly remember my dad coming into my room and telling me that he and my mum are going shopping, but I must’ve went back to sleep shortly after that. I woke up at a decent time (11am) and got procrastinating, first by eating a banana, making tea and ruffling through pages and pages of work that I need to get through by the end of the coming week. I’m thinking of heading into uni tomorrow, even though it’s another three hours wasted commuting and probably not doing anything. Since I am not doing anything tonight, and probably won’t be until the 10th of next month, I figured this would be a good substitution for going out. Man, I hate it when people are trying to help you out, but they end up making things even worse. Like, my dad keeps turning on the light unnecessarily when I’m trying to study because he assumes I won’t be able to read because it’s too dark. I know he means well, but, ah well. I need to be in some dungeon where I can just not be distracted by anyone.

How do you work with music? I know people who can’t study well without it. I, on the other hand, cannot study with any background noise. It’s pretty distracting. Refer to dungeon reference above.

Am finding it hell to look for articles related to this final report for biotech. Way too much reading to do. I don’t even understand half the things these articles talk about. Too many measures, too many letters and too many tables. Science, why do you hate me? I can’t risk procrastinating though, even though I’m on here writing about it. The thing is worth 15% of the course mark and we’re required to write 12 pages, 12-point font and single-spaced. Death! Like, really?? Fuck this shit.

Back to gases.

Thanks y’all for coming last Sunday! I had a blast! A big fat thank you to Ulrika who organised everything and made it so pleasant! Thanks for Ash and Jake’s speeches, and yep, just thanks to EVERYBODY! I LOVE YOUSE ALL! There are more photos. I shall possibly upload them all one day here, or at least, most of them, but just not today. I still need to get some off Deepak, who has just not been uploading them. Grr.

I have done absolutely NOTHING this past week. I am only starting to do some readings now for the following week of hell. I have a maths assignment due on Thursday, to which I am considering not even doing. I will sacrifice that one lousy course and focus on the rest. I hate it so much. I have been finishing rather early last week due to not turning up to lectures and having a few of my labs canceled. It almost felt like another stuvac for me. I need to get back into it.

Tomorrow will be highly bludgey indeed. There is an assessment lecture followed by staying back in biotech for a good 2-3 hours while watching other people do their presentations. I’ll be bringing my laptop and possibly watching episodes of Seinfeld. No, no, must do work. My library book has been overdued for a week now. Argh, haven’t finished it. And my throat is starting to hurt from the banana and tapioca sweet. Bah!

My stomach hurts now. Argh, that damn sweet. I really haven’t been eating well since Friday. I had my first burger (a Whopper from HJ) in about a month and I nearly spewed. My throat is really not handling things well these days. Time for another detox.

It’s also been raining on and off for the past week. It’s been incredibly windy, also. Spring is really shaky. It’s been a week since I turned 21, I realised. Nothing has really changed. I could go for some Tom Yum soup right now. I feel like something soury-chilli. My dad is stirring up something. I wonder what he’s making. He’s a good cook. I wish I knew how to cook. I think the extent of my cooking skills end at making instant soup. So bad.

I am feeling good today. In a “holy fuck, I have so much shit to do in the next two weeks, but fuck it” kinda mode.

On Thursday night, a bunch of us went to the viewing of the CSE Revue, Gossip Geek. I am very proud of the performance put on by Segolene and Huy (personal friends), because they’ve put a lot of work over these past couple of months into the production, rehearsing into the wee hours of the night at most times. The rehearsals paid off with an impressive set production, dance sequences and geek gags. The show was based around a girl-boy romance story and narrated in a style similar to Gossip Girl. I found the opening titles extremely impressive, almost verbatim, but had a nice twist to the CSE theme. The only downfall with the revue was that there was a considerable lack of performers, but other than that, I really enjoyed the show. Out of the revues held by UNSW this year, they’ve definitely won in the technical department, except for the very last score, where there was a microphone glitch- or so it appeared to be the case. That’s the last of the revues this year, sadly. I don’t know why the Arts faculty doesn’t have one. It’s such an irony, out of all departments to NOT have a revue, it had to be Arts. I reckon they would do an excellent show if one was ever considered. There’s just so much more people would understand in a literary backdrop. One of the disappointments I’ve had with watching faculty based revues was that I didn’t understand what they were talking about half the time. I didn’t understand anything from Med, except it was just all about SEX. Law was just witty, in that, you had to have read the blurb of a Torts book before you could laugh like you meant it. CSE was much better, in that I understood the jokes they’ve put in, thanks to a science degree and engineering friends. Can’t wait til next year’s. A CSE night is always a fun night :O)

Friday was a day of pandemonium (for me). I had a psych report due and had done less than half of it. Geoff was nice enough to drop us home the night before, but even though I came home at a decent enough time, I was way too tired to turn on the computer, never mind continuing this blasted assignment. Jake always manages to fall asleep by the time Geoff reaches Cabramatta, I noticed. Anyway, I was in the library with Jonathan and Ashish trying to get the work done. They both managed to go away for an hour or two and I finished my work. Maybe I just needed to get rid of some distraction, haha. Never catch me in a state of panic- it’s almost hilarious. Running around the library computers, printers and photocopiers.

Had a POD meeting afterwards, which wasn’t really a meeting because nobody showed up. We did some YouTubing as usual, then went to eat at Ramen Kan. I really liked what Chin was eating- it kinda tasted like congee.

I spent today bludging and trying to do my bit for the biotech debate which may or may not be happening tomorrow. The lecturer said she was going to post up the names of the people who will be doing their sections tomorrow. She said this last Monday. It is now the Sunday before the Monday of our next lab, and they’re still not online. She’s so stupid. I’ve got my CATEI evaluation responses ready.

On a MUCH HAPPIER note,
NO MORE BIOTECH LABS! WE’RE FINISHED WITH E.COLI!
WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(just tutes now, but it sure beats staying back for four hours!)

Also, the Moon Festival is happening in Cabramatta. I have completely forgotten about it. Had I not, I would go and laugh at all the little shits / wannabe gangsters.

It’s been incredibly windy these past few days. I’m surprised I haven’t seen a car blow over yet.
Hope y’all enjoying your Sunday!

It has been a rather tumultuous week for me and I have been trying to mentally and emotionally gather myself so I don’t fall apart any time soon. I am being vague because there’s a lot to cover, and it’s all just me really. Not what I would classify as a crisis or anything like that, but I’m entitled to feel a little shit about myself and my surroundings. I have been dealing with it well, I guess, seeming more composed than normal before going off to indulge in my own gloom and getting 23 mosquito bites all across my legs. It wasn’t so bad til the morning after (Friday), when I was at Ash’s and it just started to get really irritating. Alcohol was suggested, and the only alcohol in his room was Southern Comfort, so we swiped that all over my legs. It kinda felt better until it felt a little sticky, so lemons were like an after-coat on top of the alcohol. It was terrible. To make things worse, I was sitting my stats exam and it started to get itchy again and I wanted to scratch it so bad and I couldn’t concentrate and all I could think of was how much I wanted to hose down the alcohol and lemon juice with cold water. It was just painful sitting still for an hour. Before the exam, Chin and Ash walked me to the room and Ash gave Dilusha the Monkey (part of Joey’s finger puppet collection) to me for good luck. I placed it on my lap and upon finishing the test, I ran out of the room and Dilusha fell off! I didn’t realise it til 40 minutes into the next hour, so I ran back to the room. There was a class and the back row of the tutorial saw me as I was on the floor pointing to the ground and they ignored me. I got some paper off a guy and wrote FINGER PUPPET in large letters and sat right outside the door hovering the sign about, but to no avail. Those fuckers were lifeless. They had a quick glance at the floor, turned back to me and shook their heads and went back to BLUDGING. They weren’t even writing or noting anything down while the tutor was speaking. At one point, the guy at the end of the row almost slipped out of his chair! Grr. Anyway, I managed to grab Dilusha after the tutorial. Farking hell. I was just sick of that day already. A lot of worrying and running around and post-crying, I just wanted to get out of uni. Ulrika, Geoff and I went to Ramen Kan afterwards for lunch and then we strolled through Chinatown’s Friday night markets. There was so much food! Will definitely check that place out some time soon (next week, fingers crossed!)

Dilusha the Monkey (aka. Carol)

Aside from that, my Saturday was pretty usual in the morning. Went to Penshurst in the evening to meet up with Ray and Jake. It took me AN HOUR AND A HALF to get to friggin’ Penshurst. I was shocked. I didn’t know it would take me that long. Anyway, then off we went to Hilda’s for her 20th. The girl was already drunk and it wasn’t long before she passed out- and remained that way til about 10.30. We left at around 12, and Geoff brought his car and he ever so kindly let me drive it back to Cabra. Actually, I took him around central Cabramatta, Canley Heights, Bonnyrigg, St Johns Park, Bonnyrigg, Mt Pritchard and Liverpool. It was a fully fledged ghetto tour (sort of). Liverpool was particularly funny because we went to get Harry’s Hot Dogs (still open past midnight!) and as we were walking back to the car, the hooligans in the car lot were beeping their horns to the chant of AAPT. It was funny. So much beeping and people yelling at each other to shut up. It was the epitome of classy. Afterwards, we went back to my place where my dad greeted us and he looked so funny with messed up hair and he kept offering Geoff slippers. Sigh. We had some coffee, chit-chatted and he left. It was a good catching up night.

I had planned to start on my psych assignment today, but found myself reading up random articles on Wikipedia instead. I really should though, at least, get something done. Procrastination sucks.

& would rape sound better if it were pronounced rapé?