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Wednesday, 17 August 2011

  • What's the time?

    Time for a bit of an entry since I haven't written in a while...
    Uni in full swing! An assignment has just been published and unfortunately it's one of those personal ones. Sheesh! The rest isn't bad. Besides lecturers who I can't really fully understand (yay for textbooks). I've noticed that at least these lecturers have carefully stuck to the prescribed texts and that they make a list of the chapters they cover. Useful! :)

    Whatsapp sucks. Very useful, but at the same time too useful. You can see if other people are online or not... AND others can see it too. Of course, being the bitch that I am, I don't care if you can see me online and I don't reply you.. I'm busy :) haha! <3 xx

    What's with women putting on makeup on the train huh? This lady sat next to me and proceeds to do the whole face: primer, foundation, powdered, curled her eyelashes, mascara - you get the idea. When did this start? When did it start becoming okay to do your personal hygiene/beauty routine in public? I had decided since I was 14 that lipbalm was the most I'd do in public.. lipstick (and most makeup) application requires a mirror and hence not in public, pretty please. What do you think?

    Reading a couple of blog entries recently and through some interations with people... And I'm surprised at the vehemence of some people when it comes to superficiality. A blogger wrote about online dating, where she started talking to this beautiful boy online, progressing to phone calls and many, many texts before finally meeting him. She claims she'd "lucked out" because he did look like his picture! Scrolling down the comments section... "Superficial", "goddamn shallow" and one person actually asks if the carpet matches the writer's hair color.. ahem, down there (she's a redhead). But hello? Sucks to hear probably, but looks do matter. We got eyes on the front of our heads for a reason, yeah? And I'll stop right there because it's not the be-all, end-all. I don't want to go on a date and stare at a guy's chiselled features- I want to know more about them, and maybe if I'm lucky, he'll be funny and I'll laugh and have a great time. Can I just point out that before the days of the Internet, King Henry VIII faced the same dilemma. One of the women (Anne of Cleves) he wanted to marry, he saw a painting of her first and discovered she was a fat cow in person.. Daaaaymn.

    On the topic of dating. Talking about exes on a first date should be criminalized. Unless other person (dares) ask first..? Not sure what I think on this, but I do know that if it happens too much I'd wonder if they're really as over the ex as they like to think.



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    you know your smile lights up this whole town

Tuesday, 07 June 2011

  • A number of things, including procrastination

    It's exam time! They say old habits die hard - and being proficient in the art of procrastination, I ended up typing "procrastination" in Google. I come across an essay titled "Good and Bad Procrastination" by Paul Graham (link opens in new window). Had a (virtual) flick through and decided that it was worth procrastinating over redoing problem set 7 of transport phenomena...

    ...and I did think it was interesting, and most certainly true. Here are 2 points that I wanted to brainvomit about, just to further my procrastination. 

    1. "Most people who write about procrastination write about how to cure it. But this is, strictly speaking impossible. There are an infinite number of things you could be doing." - Most unfortunately, the possiblities of things to do to put off what I SHOULD be doing is endless. I live with my brother who refuses to do house chores, especially over exam periods. I refuse to live in abject conditions, so I have dishes to do, the carpet to vacuum, clothes to wash, two toilets to clean... and not to mention things for myself - reading FMLs, like checking if the latest chapter of One Piece/Naruto is out, going to them gym, checking the mail, making yet another cup of coffee, getting hair conditioner, hunting down my favourite hairclip that keeps getting misplaced, cooking, going for a walk, perving on my cute neighbor, refolding things in my wardrobe, catching up with Gossip Girl and Lie to Me, making my bed, make lists, grocery shopping, cleaning my hard drive to make more space, look for the manual that came with my laptop, write in my blog, play Bejewelled, search for new gym music  well.. you get the idea. Limitless. (The movie was epic, where's the drug when you need some!!)

    2. I'm a type B procrastinator - someone who procrastinates by doing things less important. I could argue that getting the toilet paper is important, but in the long term goal of passing my exams, I suppose. Graham writes that "The most dangerous form of procrastination is unacknowledged type-B procrastination, because it doesn't feel like procrastination. You're "getting things done." Just the wrong things." Uh.. I AM acknowledging that I occasionally bludge (often throughout the semester), so that's something to be fixed. 

    Okay well. I should really get going - I can hear the washer bleeping at me. Fml. 

     

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    Procrastination is my shame
    It causes me much sorrow...
    I simply must stop doing it,
    In fact, I'll start TOMORROW! 

Friday, 13 May 2011

  • A rant, and other things beside.

    Let's begin with the rant. It's about work. I work for a market research company, so yes, it involves me calling people. All the time. To all over Australia. No, I don't sell anything, do I sound like I have an Indian accent to you? LOL. It's market research, NOT telemarketing.

    Occasionally I get nice people, but also people who hang up on me, tell me that they don't care. Okay, fine. Thing is, if you hang up on me, we have to code your particular call as "refused - hung up during introduction" and then your number will go back into the system and will just be redialled next time. If you had taken the time to at least say "sorry, I don't want to do the survey, don't call again", we'd code the call as "refused - subject matter" so that we won't call you again. For that survey anyway.So really, being a douchebag doesn't pay off.

    And don't say "no English thanks" when I can hear you have an Australian accent.

    I get the occasional creepy creep I suppose. But even that is more welcome than rude people. I remember on one of my first shifts a guy from Bris insisted I answer one of his own questions after he answers one of mine. I'm sorry I can't give you my number, or my email, or my Facebook details so you could add me, but I do enjoy good (funny, witty, constructive) conversation with randoms I will (hopefully) never meet.

    Last week I met an ex-boyfriend's friend in a bar and we talked for a bit, but mostly about our mutual friend, my ex. And how him and the group of friends thought that one of my previous status updates on Facebook...
    "mum sees picture of me and ex: "he's actually quite good looking you know." I show her picture of him and new gf: "... well it's good to know that you are practicing what I taught you - to share your used toys with the less fortunate"

    yeah... no. Both me and my mum are for once synonymous on this... that THAT particular ex, the one whose friend I ran into at the bar was not good looking, and we both wonder what the heck was going through my mind... for 5 months. LOL. So sorry to burst your bubble there >=] and I enlightened said friend.

    From my conversation with said friend, I can now safely say that it's a pattern of the bf-turns-into-douchebag-but-his-friends-love/prefer-me-and-hate-the-new-gf. Not ALL of the ex's friends, I would not be so bold as to assume that, but just some that I know and keep in contact with. I don't ask for these 'inside information', so to speak, but I just get updated anyway. I'm not complaining! It's amusing to hear these stories of life after me :)

    Then from the worldwideweb! I am in favor of having a Melbourne-based website similar to Tubecrush.net! Basically you can take pics of cute guys and send them in and they'll get posted! OOOH <3

    okay that's all for now i guess. must. study!!!!

     

     

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    ever noticed ''studying'' is ''student'' and ''dying'' put together.

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