boxes, markers, tapes

i started packing coupla hours ago.
always a joy to be putting ur earthly belongings in a box only to have to unpack it a few days later.
all thanks to the efficient-ness and prompt actions of the campus' residence office
NOT!!!
im serious, people
these are highly imbecilic creatures trying to pass off as human beings
they're like the result of sum failed cross-breeding expriments between sum brainless unicell organism and cockroaches. all they do is aid the global warming via their collective CO₂

been sniffling all day. sniffle. perpetual throbbings to left side of head too. and tummy ache, big time
i need::strong dose of a triple-grande-xtra whipped cream-vanilla-mocha wif caramel drizzle
but life is gud
i have a lot to be thankful for
life is definitely gud
right on

thought today were on:home, bodily fluids, crowley, flickr frens, my boyfren, ikea's laundry bag, life in general [i scared miself after 3 minutes of pondering on this so i stopped]

ultimate packing adventure
kitchen wud need 1 box
toileteries wud need 1 box
odds n ends wud fit in 1 box
2 boxes for shoes
prolly 6 boxes for clothes
1 box for linens and beddings
1 big box for all the books

boxes galoreeee

me?!in deep sh*t?!i resent dat!!

living (mostly) by miself since im 12, i sorta kinda hafta work most thgs out on my own. its like a built-in mechanism, u get betta at striving the longer u messes things up , especialli wen u wish no one wud kno. n trust me, there's been a lot of trouble i've manage to get miself into in my short pathetic 21 years o' living on God's gud earth. escaped wif a few scratches sometime, but i think generally i prevailed. i wud worry and feel absolutely shitty about it for a day or two [a few special miraculous cases only requires hours nsted] but after dat i wud be a-okay and somehow work my way outta it.
take right now for instance, the one thing on my mind is my residency status in campus [[how i f*ck dis one up: i sent the application form about 1 month after its dued. it got stuck somewhere and i unearthed it one month too late. so now they say they hafta consult the rest of the comittee to review my case and i can only kno the result in 5 days]] ick. wat is there to consult? its either u give me a room or u dont, right? and 5 days? hello, space machines were built in days less than that. i mean, of course there sadistic pleasure in making me wait and cringe but hey, try doing dat to some1 who cares, k? but after sum serious prompt unloading/bitching session, i've got sum backup plans, so im considerably good. sigh. lets hope my luck wud still hold. double sigh. wat i need right now is double scoops of baskin robins very berry strawberry and some waffles, with butter. i gotta get outta this place. suprised?


oh yeah, bring it on baby.
gimme gimme

burnt tongue

2 major meals in less than 5 hours.laugh.alright, go ahead, tell me something i dont know

today, i thought about
life
choosen life careers [if i am to haf any]
which block to reside next semester
relationships in my life [fake, flake and failing]
money [gimme a time when i dont think about this]
internet connection in this god forsaken place
my family
the 5 bucks i owe my next door neighbour
the sexuality of certain faculty members here
my weight [hohoho, but then thinking about doesnt mean i'm gonna do anything about it, right?

the little things in life

so nell, hows life has been s'far?
peachy, just peachy






grab a chair, this may take a while
its friday, already. and i barely noticed tuesday. im sposed to tell mom dat im not coming home today, but since my phone credit is sadly bordering on 'nonexistant' [u shud kno this is the typical state of credit for me to be in, its all those important calls dat haf to be made, see.snort.] i think i'll just wait for mom to call nstead.grin. a cousin is gettng hitched dis sunday n coventional family law says "get ur butt back home, we need u to man the dish washing post". however, they hafta make do without me dis time. as xciting s dish duty seems

but i do plan to go home, soon. next week prolly. coupla weeks @home, unwind. eventho if i unwind anymore i'd prolly start goin backwards unfirewalled internet connection, unlimited cable tv access, shopping malls, burgerking, shoe shops, starbucks, books stores::man o man, civillisation never sounded better.swoon. and theres my family and frens too, bein sur


shud u ask "okay, wats the deal wif the MORGUE ISLAND stuff?"
the deal is dis,baby::the stuf aforementioned? yeah, those. as unbig-as-a-deal they may seem to u, i, on the otha hand, hafta travel for like, 3 hours via airplane to get remotely close to it.
now do u geddit?
yesh, im stuck here
and oddly enuff, im stuck here by option
this place, of which slowing zapping my youth, depleting my fun in life and slowly turning me into a very suntanned, buffalo wings eating-fashion victim is to be my domain for @least a year more
oh yes, stupit is prolly more my domain
and dont i kno it
but a girl gotta do wat a girl gotta do
sigh

blog mania!!

okay.
tell me its not just me faking life most of the time.
tell me normal people does it too
tell me its okay to smile bile wen ur so-called frens morphed
into pests dat irrirates the hell outta u and al u wanna kno is just wat were u thinking wen u promote him in to be ur fren
it is normal right?

now dat i got that outta my system

so today was/is hectic wif a capital H
between learning how to blog n the crash creation of the stupit interview video we were asked to make in like, 6 seconds and dissing frens and starving to death,it was still kinda fun!!



eat now
later,the blogging shall go on

THE disputed over lamb

me as lambie

lamb, lambie
19 years old [in lobster years]
born: queens street, nu zealand
species:dangly fridge magnet

me as nella

shuhaime, nella
21 years old [in hobbits reckoning]
born:kuantan, malaysia
species:partial mutant singing bass

see the resemblences?

so a blog side of me is born

wif LOKPI breathing ciggy smoke all over me-i finally took my first plunge in blogging wif the rest of the world.

i was a bit apprehensive @1st-thinking dat no one wud
ever B botherd to read a blog from me but
seeing the less erm, interesting stuff my fello
compatriots bloggers has to offer-im kinda sorta
almost convinced dat i cudnt do any worse cud i?

wat do i plan to blog?
stuf i haf goin on in my head.most of d time
it feels like its gonna
xplode [most o it overrated anyway]
and everyone knows i haf an opinion about
everything and everyone so blogging sounds
like a very good idea non?
yes-i talk a lot:means i think about wat im to
talk a lot too
there is a brain connected
to this motormouth, people