Bratswurst frying in a pan.

It was a cold day! Well, after the sun set anyhow.

We went to the city today (after stopping at a number of shops). I saw a bag that I really like. Thing is, it’s 36 quid. WHICH IS SO EXPENSIVE. BUT BUT BUT, they’re the only shop which sells it, so I think I’d just get it. I can’t possibly rely on my dodgy old purple bag.

ANYHOO, I shall be getting that tmr. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE.

OK. We went to this german fair thingie. It’s like this traditional fair which goes on in almost every town in the UK. I had a spicy bratswurst, YUM. And there was this stall just selling cheeses, and another just selling salamis, and another just selling fudges. I saw loads of weird, (yet) somehow enticing fudges. Like a coconut ice one.

And they were playing lovely Christmas songs. You know how they always start playing Christmas songs when it’s like.. mid November in Cold Storage, and a shingarpolian lady will walk past and start howling singing Jingle Bells, and mis sing the entire song, OMG, scary. -does typical anime scared look-

Well, I’m pretty tired today, had an absolutely nonsensical lesson today. (GRR) and I’m going to rest well tonight. Gonna go London tomorrow, I think it’s still confirmed. Some weird Singaporean talk thingie in London that we’re all invited to. Oh wells.

Edit: NOT GOING TO LONDON ANYMORE! I’m actually pretty relieved coz I wasn’t really looking forward to it. So, anyhooo (: yay!

Toodles! My legs are killing meeeee.

Poo,

It started raining again.

But oh wells, I’m safe, comfy and warm at home, the best place to be whenever it’s raining. (:

I bought the hoodie I’ve been wanting for so long! YAYNESSSS

And, have been meaning to post this up,

Icing roses, and butternut cream.

And I thought that was pretty apt a quote. (: And random finds whilst browsing on the net for pictures for my header.

That’s where I got my header from this time round (:

I have absolutely no idea they made sugar decorations like that! PRETTYYYY

And the blue icing is oh- so loved…

and the Little Hearts!

Baby Cakes!

This looks pretty simple compared to the rest, no? (: But still, I bet it tastes lovelyy

Little Devil Cakes, HEH HEH HEH.

I should stop now, argh! BUT BUT, sighs. I can’t get enough of those pretttyyy designs.

Oh man, so tempting, and they all look so whimsically gorgeous.

And so, what’s your favourite one? (: Let’s have a little poll.

Sleek, black table lamps.

I’m still intrigued by Candy Lips. HAHA, actually, that sounds like the perfect stripper name, no?

Anyways, signing our housing contract tomorrow. Kudos to settled accommodation!

Okay, here’s to finishing up an essay, and going to bed. Waking up early is goooood. (:

oo, hello aching arms.

So, no surprise there. After that strenuous walk up the hill with a bag of rice, tinned food and oyster sauce bottles, and a agonising 10 minute walk home coz the both of us had to stop at every 10 metres or so to rest our burning arms, I have woken up with a muscle ache. Oh wells, super normal.

OH HO, the Garbage Truck’s here. It reminds me of the LA LA Rubbish Truck who used to do its rounds in my neighbourhood. And Nadia would stand on her door step and shout and wave to the rubbish man, and they’d always wave back. During Chinese New Year, my dad will always give them an ang bao. haha. So

OK, shall settle down to do more contract, in the midst of Terms right now, and after have some lunch! Got it all planned out already (:

Candy Lips.

I think right, that picture is so crazily pretttyyy (: Oh, and just finished watching the 2 1/2 hour show, Jamie Oliver’s Christmas Cooking, and I have to say, I’m really inspired to try so much things right now.

 

 

 

I want to experiment, and make the best roasted spuds ever, using the EVER so sinful goose fat. Oh man, I can just imagine the flavours in the roasting pan as the potatoes go roasting away. And making flavoured butters, like this one with anchovies and thyme to go on brocolli sprouts. Wicked! MM, and orange zest on roasted butternut squash, with freshly grated pepper and coarse sea salt. AH. I’m making myself hungry all over again.

Making a Spinach and Ricotta Cannelloni next week, maybe next weekend. I’m so eggcited to see how it turns out! And I’m seeing this Roasted Marmalade Ham for Christmas, maaaybe, just maaaybe! I’m really sad that I can’t do most of the fish recipes in my cookbook, coz there just isnt any fresh fish mongers about where there’s a whole variety of fish to choose from, absolutely gutted!

 

Ok, now back to Contract Law, haha. That was one LONG break!

YAY!

Japanese Chicken Curry tonight, can’t wait! With loads of potatoes and carrots.

I’ve got a new craze! I’m hooked onto carrot sticks right now. It’s so shitty! I ate like 10 carrots today, and with cool dips like cod roe, and cheese and chives with sour cream. Heavenly.

Anyways, went to the supermarket (again!) with Shirley coz we’re running out of rice, and I’m running out of meats and oyster sauce. And toilet paper. Bought a jumbo pack of 18 toilet rolls, which was preeeetty cheap, surprisingly. And I got a jamie oliver DVD! about Christmas cooking. Can’t wait to watch it tonight!

Alright, back to Contract. Another 1 1/2 hours before dinner time. (: I feel real good today coz I’ve got absolutely no backlogged work, cleared two reports yesterday, a 2500 word one, and a 1000 word one. So kudos to me. HAHA, self gratification.

OH and I went to get more pears today, but the fruitsmonger said that he didn’t have anything today. POO! I love my Williams Pears, mm.

Random!

Smelt something real nice, of cookies baking somewhere, so I decided to make some muffins!

Don’t mind the grainy pic, plus the lousy flash. I shall be getting myself a new cam, the one I’ve got now is pretty baaad.

And here’s the tub full of chocs I got. I thought it looked pretty photogenic, doesn’t food always look that way? (:

I hate bounty chocs! I think they’re grossssss.

-sniff-

I do love the smell of newly- washed hair. (:

ぽてまよ。

Potemayo, that’s the anime I just finished watching today. It’s about a mysterious little girl, well, I don’t think that Pote- chan’s even human to begin with coz she appeared out of nowhere in the main character’s fridge.

He named it after a potato mayonnaise croquette he was eating at that time when he found her. Thus, Potemayo.

LAME!

But it was pretty cute.. haha..

The girls came over for dinner today. Cooked my roasted veggies, lasagna, and mussels. And we took loads of really neurotic photographs, like sheesh. Posing with knives and pots and pans, and in my super no-style pajama starry pants. (: LOL. but yea, great fun.

I bought a HUGE tub of chocs today! for 4 quid, with every single type of candy bar. Snickers, Mars, Bounty, Milkyway, Malteses and a whole load more. They’re all in little sweet forms, so I can have a small one whenever I’m craving for anything sweet!

Got loads of stuff to send home, cant wait till I assemble all the things I wanna send. (:

Try this,

Coarsely chop up a lettuce, and place in large salad bowl for easy mixing.

Sauce wise, finely chop up 6 cloves of garlic, or to your liking. And fry them in a shallow milk pan with enough oil till slightly golden brown. Throw in 2 parts of soya sauce, 1 part of white wine, or sherry, or mirin, 1 part of sugar, and 1 part of honey. Throw in some roasted sesame seeds if you’d like that too. (: Take it off the heat once it starts to boil,

And leave to cool.

Drizzle over lettuce slices, and toss till coated,

And dig in.

And that’s what made me eat an entire lettuce for dinner.

Love is like cacti.

I do think that’s a suitable metaphor.

Anyhow, I passed my flat re- inspection with flying colours, evidence: A slip of paper proudly adorned “Re- Inspection” and with the letters “OK!!” scrawled in a typical British handwriting.

Lasagne with the girls on Saturday, and my mussels too, can’t wait! Plus, I’m planning a roasted vegetables dish, with potatoes, carrots and possible aubergines tossed in olive oil before roasting in the oven with an aromatic sprig of rosemary.

I do tend to over- dramatise the dishes I’m planning, please do bear with me.

Spent 3 hours in the kitchen today, preparing for dinner, and doing my work, and watching the tele at the same time. 2 episodes of scrubs, 2 episodes of friends, and 2 episodes of Simpsons is absolutely great.

Especially scrubs. I love that sitcom, aboslutely.

It’s like, it’s humorous, and cynical, and really hilarious, but at the end of the show, I realize, they’re actually trying to put across things that happen in any one’s life, like love, and relationships, and bravery, and having the courage to step out, and step up.

My favourite, everyday, 6 – 7 p.m., on E4. But sometimes they air really neurotic shows like, Age of Love, and Shipwrecked, which I think is truly and many times over, redundant.

One seminar and 3 lectures tomorrow. 1-3 at Crookesmoor. Not looking forward to that climb up that cardiac- wrecking hill, no, not at all.

I think turkey doesn’t taste like poultry at all. I think it tastes like pork, hmm. Odd. Roasted turkey doesn’t taste as all like stir- fried turkey.

See la, so random.

-hits self on head and berates oneself for being too random-

Oh, btw, Zitian, I made more sausage rolls today, and this time round, they turned out beautiful i.e.:- not burnt, and not on the floor. (: -applauds oneself-

I think right, by the time I return to Singapore, I’d be so talking to myself.

I think about going home everyday here, like how I’m going to hand over my passport to the silly Immigration woman sitting behind the desk staring at me profusely in a bid to match my face to my passport photograph, and who’d give me the deadly Shingapoolian stare if I try to reach for a minty mentos sweet in that bowl on the counter.

OH gosh, I think I think too much about irrelevant stuff.

The tip of my middle finger’s shooting little stabs of pain up my finger as I type this, which makes it really easy to make typos coz I’m constantly distracting by the niggling pain. And usually, when my train of thoughts run really fast, I tend to type really quickly, and when I do that, I tend to type really hard, like pounding about on the keyboard trying to keep up with my ever- flowing thoughts. So yea, I’ve got to slow down and type really slowly, BUT, I’m afraid I’d forget about what I want to type about. (that happens quite a lot, yes.)

I called my aunt earlier today, at about 2, and she was at my dad’s cousin’s father- in- law’s wake (phew, that was a mouthful). And when she picked up she was like, “SHIT, why do you always have to call whenever I talk about you??” She was just asking me mother just a moment ago about whether I call her at all. And whenever she sees the word “Call” which is indicative of an unknown call or an overseas call, she’d go like “WHAT??” like how she always picks up the phone. That was also before she got her caller ID, so I presume she had got a few people taken aback, like that unsuspecting telemarketer, or a friend. But I digress, in fact, I’ve digressed a lot, haven’t I?

So, my point. UM, what was it?

AH heck, never mind. I’d just come up with another point. Behold the frivolous nature of Shujun’s mind.

I want more pears! I want to go tomorrow to get some, but I’d be at the seminar thing. I do so want some peaaars. They are so nice. so so nice, and lovely. lovely pears, lovelypears. Lovely peaars. Okay that sounded quite scary.

Spent the last 45 min in the kitchen with Shirley talking about nothing in particular. She was having her dinner of heated left- over bean sprout stir- fry, and some rice. And I had a tub of yoghurt. I like those miniature pots of yoghurt! Which are perfect just to have by its own or with a little biscuit crumbled in. And it’s just nice, and you won’t have any left- overs to leave in the fridge to ferment, and be a petri- dish with agar to weird, unidentifiable organisms.

Okay, you know what? I’m going to curl up in bed, and read my book. So yep, night! The weekend’s almost here! WOOHOO! And the end of week 8. It’s already week 8, omg. It’s been almost 2 months since school started.

p.s: Reminder: To do 2500 word report by Sunday. -forces courageous smile-

Oh yea, something to share. They sell loads of iced- cakes in the supermarkets all decorated in weird ways. This is one really really cool one, named Busty Boobs.

Bleach.

My hands have been smelling like bleach for the past two hours. They did flat inspections today, and it was absolutely horrible. They slapped me with a re- inspection order, I mean, wth, a stupid dust trial, and a few stray hairs in the shower tray? And “warn” me that they’d have a contractor come and clean it for us, and throw us the bill to pick up.

Cleaning up the hob, and the oven, and took out the trash, and cleaned more ingrained things off the hob. It’s been there like FOREVER, and it couldn’t have taken 2 months for those stains to miraculously appear. How clean can they want us to make it, it’s really impossible man.

Damn, I’m so irritated and I’m going to blow my angry vibes off by torturing myself with more tort. Grr.

Rain,

I think I’m feeling a little under the weather -again- coz I spent like the entire afternoon walking about in the rain. Poo. It just keeps raining at weird, sudden times. Crazy English weather, no?

Anyways, housing is -almost- completed. That is.. after considerable (well, maybe not considerable fuss), but well, a little grating on the synapses, if I might say. But all is a- Okay now, or at least till I actually start moving, that is.

Oh, but dinner tonight has put me in a really wonderful mood, and on top of the 4 books I’ve just purchased from Oxfam, has really cheered me up. Jamie Oliver’s cookbook for one, was the best buy of today, and tagged with an irresistible price of 5 quid. I had to get it, really I did. Fine, I didn’t have to. It was like more of a want than a need. HELL, who cares man. (:

And three other books which looked really promising and interesting for light reading, can’t wait to get over my readings and start perusing the 3 books.

Man, I really am aching. My calves feel like I’ve been doing endless lunges.

Well, I better get checking on my schedule for tomorrow, and do some reading before I go sleep. I can’t wait to go to bed -looks longingly at bed- sigh…

Oh, and good luck to all my lovelies having their examinations back home. Good luck for it! (:

YUM.

I was hungry, so so hungry. And fretting about housing, and finding a suitable place to live in. And coping with stressful things, and people.

This is what I ate! OMG.  ARGH, I think I’m going back to get another one tmr.

FreeRice

http://freerice.com

Improve your vocab, and help donate rice.

And it’s super addictive, plus you’re learning new words, and helping someone out there. Why not? (:

Ghost Hunt.

That’s the name of the anime that freaks me out to no end, but keeps making me go back to watch it.

Anyways, I might have my accomodation settled for next year, at this really cool place called WestOne. 70 quid per person, per week. AH, I don’t want to move out of the city centre! I hope I find somethingggg…

OK, back to being terrified again. :S

WOOHOO!

That’s what Homer Simpson says when he finds a can of Duff Beer, or when he has an epiphany. SIMPSONS ROCKS! I realize, I’ve got two simpsons tee shirts, and a pair of simpsons boxers. HA.

Anyways, during dinner, I chucked some sweet potato in the steamer to steam slowly. And I forgot about it. Shirley came to tell me that my sweet potatoes were still steaming 3 hours after I left them in there. But well, they were soft and mushy like baby good when I got out, yum! With a little salt sprinkled over, it’s delicious. Sometimes, food cooked in the simplest way can taste so good, you know?

So I decided to munch on some sweet potato, and I turned on the tele for some entertainment. And lo behold, CSI was showing! And the episode which won’t load online. So yay! I watched a new episode of CSI today! -is happy-

I only realized today that the temperature at night is about 2-3 degrees. Wow, it’s really dropped like almost 10 degrees since I got here.

I shall sleep early tonight, and wake up early to study when it’s bright and sunny! (: Grocery shopping tomorrow, I’ve run out of a lot of stuff! Wanna get ravioli, nursing a craving for those. And, also, mushrooms. Been 3 days since my last mushroom, I’m such a mushroom freak. But there’s something magical about mushrooms, like how they absorb the taste of the sauce they sit simmering in, whilst retaining that woody, foresty smell. Nikki always goes “AGAIN!?” when she sees me chopping up my mushrooms. HAHA. And onions! And garlic! And I still want my water cress. -whines- 豆苗too! But I can’t find those here, sad! I can’t wait to go home where there’s vegetables in abundance, and cheap seafood.

Oh, the studying has been going quite well! Finished two sets of work that I was supposed to finish by tomorrow, one non- assessed piece of work for Tort 124, and my part for the public non- assessed work. And I finished reading the entire judgment of Donoghue v Stevenson, FINALLY. And now, Caparo v Dickman to get started on. 27 pages of hell, pure, 8 fonted hell.

FIGHT-O! That’s what the teacher in Gokusen used to say before stepping into her classroom, haha, SUPER FUNNY. I’ve adopted that as my “加油!” motto. OMG, so fake. It’s like reverse psychology.

Ah, I think it’s the sugars in the sweet potato that’s bringing me on a sugar high! HAHA, LUU LUU LUU.

And YES, sleep by 11 15. (:

Seriously,

talking to Sean really makes my day. Reminiscing about JC days, about all the nonsensical things we used to do in class, HAHA. This is an excerpt from our convo.

はは～ん！(me) says:
haha
you’re only half a cm taller than me!
LOL

Sean -Stupid- says:
yeah yeahhhh
still taller
WHOS THE MAN NOW

はは～ん！ says:
BY half a cm!
a measley half!

Sean -Stupid- says:
i bet u contracted coz of the cold
im prolly a full cm taller now

はは～ん！ says:
HA, right?
HAHAHAHA
i’m sitting in front of the radiator now
means i’m expanding!
LOL
is that the right term?

Sean -Stupid- says:
its 32 god forsaken degress here

はは～ん！ says:
LOL.

Sean -Stupid- says:
beat dat

はは～ん！ says:
i can turn the radiator up to 30! haha
and do bodies expand/ contract?

Sean -Stupid- says:
i’ll still be expanding more than u
haha
i guess so
all matter does

はは～ん！ says:
haha really?
oh okay
HAHA
fine let’s see how much taller you are when i get back
(:

Sean -Stupid- says:
no fair
singapores humidity os high
ias
is
the water in the air stunts my expansion
it presses down on me

はは～ん！ says:
where got such thing!
LOL
BUT

はは～ん！ says:
HAHA

Sean -Stupid- says:
i will still wtfpwn u
by 1/2 a cm

はは～ん！ says:
WAH LAO. that’s like 5 measly mm
Sean -Stupid- says:
true haha’

はは～ん！ says:
HAHAHA.

Sean -Stupid- says:
dun measely me la

はは～ん！ says:
i shall will myself to GROW

Sean -Stupid- says:
a win is stilla win la
imagine a laser beam

はは～ん！ says:
-kicks you- LOL. a really SMALL win

Sean -Stupid- says:
slicing at razor shapr precision

はは～ん！ says:
a win of a 5 mm LENGTH

Sean -Stupid- says:
that 5mm will coz me to die and u to suurvive
if it cuts ovwer our heads
and this is a bad example

はは～ん！ says:
HAHA

Sean -Stupid- says:
haha

はは～ん！ says:
wah lao!
yea man!
damn bad an example!

OH MAN. WTF!

OH GOSH,

Scenario: Shujun sits at table, with music blasting from computer. She picks up a reading titled “The European Union’s ‘Democratic Deficit’: Bridging the gap between citizens and EU Institutions”.. and proceeds on to read it. It begins as “With the recent enlargement of the EU in May 2004…zzzzzzzzz”. The entire reading’s all like white, floating letters to me. Argh.

Oh my god, this reading is an absolute lullaby.

(Crazy people shouting in adjacent block, lunatics.)

Knackered! I wanna go sleep. -sulks-

Mussels.

I had the loveliest mussels today, bought a bag of them from Tescos, all lovely and fresh. Threw some chipped garlic in a hot pan, and in went the mussels clatteringly. And I topped it with chicken stock to get the mussels steaming, and finished off with a wonderful third of a bottle of white wine. Wine’s awfully cheap here. I got a bottle for like… 2 quid. Fuck, that’s cheap.

Anyways, the mussels cost quite a lot. It’s 3.45 quid for a kilo, which, sucks. BUT, it’s so much nicer than the one back home. Sometimes, I don’t dare to eat mussels back home coz it gets a little wonky. HEH, in love la. Sian.

Spent a bomb in Tesco’s just now. They stock so much different things compared to Sainsbury, so whenever I go to Tesco’s, I buy so much things. :S

Ran out in the cold just now to throw the rubbish. Didn’t bother bringing my pass key, so I had to shut the door really gently so it won’t slam tightly shut. But anyways, it was. fucking cold. AH, thank god the dumpster’s only 10 metres away from the door. Ha, I literally, in slow motion, closed arranged the door so it won’t be shut tightly, and ran like hell for the dumpster, and ran like hell back again.

Ha, I thought that was quite hilarious.

I feel a little flushed today,

Anyways, just started on another anime. うたーかた. (Uta- Kata) It’s not bad, but I -totally- don’t get it at all. And it’s like. 2 episodes to the end of the series. 0_0 Okay, I shall read the comments and try to understand it a little more.

Luu luu, I feel like sleeping! and it’s 7.37 in the evening.

was bored;

So I decided to do a clean up/re folding of all my clothes. YEP, too bored.

Anyways, I realized. I brought so much underwear with me, it’s unbelievable. I’ve got 25 panties with me from home. I didn’t realize I brought so many with me. And half of them are like… of shades of blue. Well almost half.

HAHA, random right?

Anyways, I’ve got no idea why, but the strawberries don’t seem to be as yummy as they were. Instead, it tastes a little dead, a little flat. I guess eating strawberries that aren’t in season really tastes different. Maybe I should lay off the strawberries till it comes back in season.

On the other hand, the pears were yummy. (:

Am watching this anime called Gift Eternal Rainbow. One of the characters freaks me out. Not in the scary, supernatural manner, but the overly- obsessive manner.

Thank god it’s a short one. I’d be able to finish watching the entire series today! Rather than stay up and fight the zee monster, resisting the urge to sleep coz I wanna finish that series.

Oh I only just realized a coupla hours ago that today was Wednesday. And I’ve got a meeting tomorrow with Jiar Li, and Nicoletta for our Public Law group work. I kinda lost track of time, ha.

Quiet flat today! Nikki’s home, and Becky just went home too. Oh wells, can’t wait till Sunday for everyone to come back. (:

GRIN.

OH Ho, I drew this on my thumb using henna. (:

Donut Shaped Polo Sweets!

Was at the shops earlier today, and I totally overbought again. I went to my favourite fruitsmonger to pick up a punnet of strawberries, and decided to get some Snow Pears. Only intended to buy 2, but ended up buying 4. But they look so scrumptious!

Spent my morning reading Adams and Brownsword, and trying to digest all that contract law. They’ve got a very different way of writing about Contract compared to other contract textbooks authors.

Oh on my way back from the fruitsmonger, I saw this old lady stop, and rummage about in her handbag, and she took out this thing that looked like a plasticky rod about 15 cm long. She did something, not too sure what (I was stoning at that time), and suddenly that 15 cm long plastic rod became a walking stick. It was like “SHHIIING!!”, like. unsheathing a sword. I kinda balked in the middle of the pathway. LOL.

Quite frightening. But *ahem* I composed myself quickly. HAHA. No image sia. (:

I hate sneezing!

Henna.

Whilst I was waiting for my henna to dry, I realize how much I love doing henna.

It feels like life. Like, when you first squeeze a trail of dark henna on your hands, forming the designs you want to portray, and it stings, just that little bit. Negligible, but not ignorable. You know when things happen in your life, bit by bit, that make you think about the good, the bad, the wonderful and the best- forgot things. And, yea it leaves that slight sting of emotion all the time.

Waiting for it to dry, you’d feel the henna seemingly pulling on your skin slightly, as it gently loses its moisture. It just reminds me of times when I feel that sense of nagging, that feeling I need to be doing something else more important, more vital to my life than wasting it away being unhappy or sad.

And when the henna’s all dried and crackled up and not like its lustrous moisture laden state it was as it hit my skin, it looks old, and crackly, and wrinkly, and you just want so badly to sweep another hand across the offending bits of black, dried henna on your skin. Like how you’d want to get as far away from bad things, ugly things, undesirable things. Like how we instinctively seek the best, though we don’t always end up with the most desirable results.

Once those little dried up bits have been picked off, I see the design etched on my hand, imprinted on my skin for the next 1 1/2 weeks, maybe 2 if I’m careful. And I realize, wow, under all the bad and ugly things that we see or experience in our lives, there’s always something good and beautiful on the other side of it. The next day, the mud coloured pattern will deepen to a lustrous mahogany shade. Which makes it really beautiful. Unless of course, I botch up the design, and I hate the crap outta it. But that usually doesn’t happen with my henna, thank god!

I realize, the skin on where I’ve applied henna is really aromatic after the bits come off. I used to hate the acrid smell, and I always thought it was so herbal. But now, I think I’m beginning to really like it (:

LOVE LOVE LOOOVE!

I got my care package from home from my aunt, and am so happy right now. *hugs package and prances about*

thats the “arty farty” thing Nadia drew for me. She apparently wanted to do something more elaborate, but she had no time. So, she just drew me this bunny on a paper plate, “scho schweet”. [right, roo?]

Santa Maria.

I love the OST from the show “Take The Lead”. Best.

I realize, I can’t seem to settle down and study at night. I think studying in the day is so much more entertaining, and easier. At night, I just feel like slacking, and moping about in my room. But, in the day, especially when I’ve got my curtains thrown apart, it feels so much better, and easier to study.

I think there should be more sunlight compared to darkness.

Why do all my paragraphs start with “I”? How narcissistic.

Oh I’ve got to go get myself a spankin’ new hole puncher, coz I didn’t bring one with me, and I need to get my printout hole- punched. Oh my, how violent sounding.

Ever since 1/3 of Victoria Hall moved out, it’s been much quieter. Really. There aren’t any parties that go on anymore, there isn’t any weird people pressing buzzers just for the sake of the concept of f-u-n. And there isn’t loud music booming out from every single direction. It’s so so much more peaceful. I pity those living in Endcliffe now, as this probably means those noisy people have all moved out of Victoria Hall to Endcliffe. Whoopee~

I had Japanese curry chicken today. Me and Shirley were hacking away at the chicken, trying to de bone icy chicken parts. Potatoes sliced, carrots chopped, and onions went into the stew too! And after, the curry itself and the chicken. YUM. It goes perfectly with rice. I realize, eating curry is absolutely addictive. The first week we had curry, we had it 3 times in that same week. Maybe I’d cook curry chicken next week again, thick, spicy, and coconuty, Malay style. WOOHOO.

I miss watching Indian shows. If someone would be absolutely wonderful and send me some from home, I’d be eternally grateful. Am listening to the songs from Devdas right now. And this is the part where he’s just about dying. And when his soul mate has started realizing that he was dying, at her door step. Heart wrenching. Shah Rukh Khan’s got the saddest eyes in the bollywood film industry, it’s like, I haven’t seen any other actor with that same intensity, that same melancholy in his eyes.

I WANNA WATCH HIS SHOWS ALL OVER AGAIN! Kal Ho Naa Ho, Devdas, Paholi… (Actually these are the 3 that I really like that he starred in).

David introduced me to Kawaii Radio, my god. It’s too cute for me. It’s a web radio station for Anime OSTs, and Jpop. Ahem, most of them weren’t my type. I don’t like most of the things that were on it. But well, it’s a good way to try to find out about songs that I might like, but have no way of finding out what they are actually called.

OH, speaking of that. I was on Crunchroll, and I decided to go look for this Jpop girl band called Speed, that was really hot when I was in Primary school. I used to love this song called Graduation, by Speed. But now, it’s like.. well, it’s still okay. It’s not cute-sy, but it’s quite.. gawdy. I think it was the clothes they were wearing. I can’t believe that we/society actually thought that was cool man!

Thinking about that, in 10 years down the road, we’d probably be thinking jeans and a tee are so.. yesterday, and that SHOULDER PADS (which make any sane person look like they’re Roboman) are back in fashion.

I think shoulder pads are the worse, and scariest inventions someone could have came up with to try to make women look more masculine. Of course, small, accentuating shoulder pads are fine, to give some sort of frame to a would- be lifeless jacket. But I’m talking about those that extend 3 inches from your own shoulder, and are so thick that you can try karate- chopping someone on the shoulder and she’d probably go, “You tapped me on my shoulder?”.

THOSE, are disgusting.

OK. I think I digressed quite a bit, no? (: It’s 10.05 pm now, what should I do? I think I’d just poke around a little more online, and go to sleep soon, so I can wake up early tomorrow and get started on work again (:

[yawns]

I still feel so sleepy, and I just feel like tumbling into bed and crawling under the covers again, where it’s warm and safe and cosy……

But I’m up, oh wells.

Nothing to do today, ‘cept head to the supermarket and get my mushrooms, and hopefully, watercress.

I like watercress, and they don’t have it here. POO.

and it’s getting colder and colder by the day. I really -can’t- wait for winter to come. Really. Simply -excited-.

And that was totally dripping with sarcasm.

HUNGRY!

OMFG, so full.

My flatmate cooked this cool dish today, and it was so spicy. I think I drank more water than the amount of chicken I ate. It’s called Da Pan Ji, which translates to Big Plate Chicken.

And it has those mouth numbing peppers in it. AH FUCK, spicy.

It’s been another windy day. BLAH. And I’m feeling sleepy. Again. Ok. I shall not sleep. I shall try to finish my notes on Consideration, and then, go sleep.

Wish me luck.

Anyhow,

I didn’t go to bed at 8.13 as I said I would. Instead, I procrastinated and moped in front of the computer for 4 hours since that time. (I swear I’d be going to be right now, right after this post.) And I’m sure you guys are getting sick of me whining about going to sleep.

Anyways, it was just for a fleeting moment, but I almost wanted to stand up, and walk over to my sister’s room to peek in at her. And then, I realized, I’m not at home right now. My heart seriously fell man.

Oh wells. Maybe I’m missing home more than I think I am.

Well, off to bed. Night world.

Don’t act so spoiled, my dear.

Don’t read anything into that, it’s just a random line of lyrics from this anime I’m watching now.

Been feeling worse and worse since the day went past. It was bitterly cold today, the wind was blowing so strongly. And the chill was killing me the entire 20 minutes to Upperthorpe. My cheeks were numb, my fingers were frozen, and I kept shivering. I hate shivering. It’s so.. irritating.

Anyhow. Tesco’s is quite fun to shop in. I bought “Monster Mushroom”s (that’s what it’s labeled on the packaging). Chucked some bacon on it, and topped it with cheese, and I baked it in the oven till the cheese browned.

It was pretty nice, and it was cheap too. It really filled me up. It’s like an entire steak, you know?

Anyways, yea, feeling headachey since I got back. Shirley said it was coz the wind was blowing really strongly, and I got too cold. In the end, we took the tram home from Infirmary Road to West Street to avoid the chill.

Oh man, just shivered again. Even with the radiator on. I think I’m going to go sleep soon. Can’t stand feeling sick. XD

12 Hours.

I slept for a whooping 12 hours yesterday, and now I’m feeling much better than yesterday (:

Had a lot of weird dreams last night. Dreamt of crazy murder scenes, (quite troubling). I dreamt of wandering performing troupes, lifelessly going over their dance routines, in the middle of an empty, dusty hall. I dreamt of sitting in a ferry, going somewhere, carrying a pink adidas bag (it was a pretty nice bag though~), and I dreamt of walking aimlessly in a shopping mall with endless corridors of shops.

It’s all in bits and pieces. I never dream in a line, just jagged, ripped bits and pieces that don’t join up with each other.

But well, those are all dreams, and dreams that don’t mostly make sense. HA.

But the most important thing is that I’m feeling better. (: Going to have chicken porridge for lunch today, yum!

いち、に、さん！あかずきんちゃん！

Random japanese phrases are floating through my mind right now. I think it’s all the anime I’m watching now.

Been feeling under the weather right now, having a slight sore throat, and a slight fever. But nothing I can’t bear with.

The wind was really strong. It felt like it was trying to rip the soul out of me, if you know what I mean. Cold, freezing pierces of chill throughout my walk to my seminar at Richards Robert building.

Having another steak and kidney pie later, I do so love that.

And pork sausages. I just bought another packet of sausages, coz they were reduced. (BUT that’s besides the point.) I still have another packet of sausages in the freezer. But I’m so tempted to throw them into the bin, and slam the lid on them. They’re so disgusting i.e.:- those in the freezer right now. Can’t stand the taste. Only had 3 of them, out of the 20. And since that time, I refuse to go on eating it.

And I still have a packet of fries. OMG. I totally forgot about it too.

Here’s to clearing my freezer drawer of food. (So I can go freezer food shopping again. HO.)

Next week’s reading week. YAYNESS. One week of ZILCH lectures, and seminars. One piece of work to finish today.

And random thing: I forgot the case Stilk v Myrick today. D’oh. I was like HMMM, what’s that case during Contract Seminar today. Kinda dumb huh. After one year of Law. LOLS.

AAWWEE so sweet! Sitting under the starts and having steamed meat buns together. EEYER, so diabetic. HA, random right?

Argh, Okays, I think I’m going to sleep early tonight. It’s only 6.49 pm, and it’s pitch dark. And you know how your body’s automatically adjusted to being hungry/ tired/ sleeping according to the brightness? Yea, thats what’s screwing my body clock now. Maybe I’d go sleep soon. I feel tired.

すき。

I always love the skies after it rains. (:

No More Mr Pigeon.

I woke up today, and there was no pigeons on my table today.

Watching this anime called 僕等がいた, who reads Bokura Ga Ita, about this girl who falls in love with this guy in her class. WAH SHIT, and it turns out his friend is in love with her. They haven’t declared it in the anime, but I’m POSITIVE. ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE.

LUU LUU, it’s cold this morning! No sun, abosolutely.

And my lesson today is at 3! Which is a long time from now. So yay.

HAH it was so cute, how she described her boyfriend in the anime after they got together. She commented in her mind that he always appears outta nowhere. And she described him as a cat. LOL.

Yea cats have that effect sometimes. To appear outta nowhere. (ESPECIALLY when there’s food). LOL.

Now I started thinking about my cat. I miss my babbyy..

Bobbling, and cooing Mr. Pigeon.

I was sleeping really soundly, and I was awoken from my dreams by my papers rustling, and my laptop emitting weird sounds. So I opened my eyes, and I saw Mr Pigeon, (who had squeezed through the little space between the window and ledge), bobbling about on my table.

I looked at it.

It looked at me. And it disappeared in a flash outta the window.

And Becky told me she saw two pigeons in the kitchen today, bobbling about and cooing. One of them was on the sofa, and the other was at the teevee. (It left a little feather, just to say “I WAS HERE!”) They flew out after. LOL.

Weird pigeons, aye? HAHA.

MM

Feeling happy now. Had a wonderful dinner of a small Steak and Kidney Pie, with mushrooms, and sweetcorn nibblets in a beef gravy. YUM~

Had a Public Law Seminar. So yeap. =)

*burp* oops. Sowweee.

Of Bonfires, and Fireworks.

Today’s Guy Fawkes Day! And there’s fireworks going off in every single direction. And bonfires happening too, though there isn’t any near me.

I feel tired. Been rushing work today. I can’t wait till next week till I actually get a week to pace myself and catch up on work.

MM, I can’t seem to describe how I feel today. I think I’m feeling a mixture of feelings. A friend of a friend asked me for advice today. I don’t know why she came to me.. I’ve only know her for… what. 5 months, and I’ve only met her for.. 6 or 7 times. But she came to me for advice.

I don’t know if I did give her good advice. I hope I did. I don’t want to ruin her life, you know? But I don’t think I’d ever find out if it does work. I think it really all depends on her, on whether she wants to buck up and stop wallowing and being devoured inside out by stress.

Oh wells. Anyways, I was pretty surprised that she came to me. -shrugs-

I think I think differently now, than before. Used to think about how important making sure I make friends and being “out- there” to make people think I’m fun, and extroverted, and how important having fun is. Of course they are, friends that is. Now, it’s like, my parents are paying so much for my studies, and I really feel that I should be putting 110% into my studying, and making sure that I actually do get the money’s worth. Suddenly, having fun, or playing, doesn’t seem important anymore.

Of course that won’t be the case in summer! I swear I’m going to let loose and play so much when I get back home. I can’t wait, seriously. =) Well, back to studying. I suddenly feel motivated to finish all that readings. WOOHOO.

12 Angry Men

Went to watch that at the Union yesterday, free tickets from school. It was not too bad, at the end it was like woah coz the jury changed from that of 11-1 guilty, to 12 all voting not guilty. Cool shit.

It was a really nice 10 minutes walk back, all jacketed up, and spewing white clouds. It was cold, but not too cold. And it was a good night to think, especially with wonderful music playing. Walking down Glossop Street at night is really peaceful. There’s no one, little cars passing by. Felt good.

When I was just reaching West Street, this man stopped me. He asked me for change, which I didn’t bring (read: only had a twenty quid note, and it COULD last me like.. what 3 days?), so i said sorry, and that I didn’t have any change, and asked him to take care. He said, “Thank you”, and said I was the only one to actually talk to him in a manner that made him feel like a human being.

I felt really sad after that. But he had already left to ask another passerby on the other side of street, so I couldn’t say anything more.

After I got home, I started thinking. Looking at the cold night outside, I feel really lucky, to be having a home, and a radiator where I can warm myself by, and money to buy food with. And that there are so much more unfortunate out there makes me feel that I haven’t been appreciating my life enough.

Gee.

Luu luu luu, went to take a bath earlier on, luu luu luu.

Whistling to myself, waiting for that blast of warm water to hit my face as I stood before the shower.

And,

I realized,

that there’s no water……..

Gee, how sad.

Edit: Anyhow, I got sick of lifeless, oily hair, and I decided to go wash my hair in the sink, which oddly still had water. And after 15 minutes of positioning my head in the itsy bitsy sink, and moving to try to actually wash my hair, and getting a back ache from bending over, I decided to check the shower again.

And fuck, there was water.

early in the cold cold morning.

It’s an absolutely cold morning today, my fingers are frozen, and I feel like I’m stepping on ice. Time to turn up that radiator up a little. =)

My sister woke me up with a skype call, and hung up on me later. ZZZ.

The ZEE monster’s coming to catch me! -runs away in horror- I only managed to finish one chapter of notes ytd (albeit a really LONG chapter) and I’ve still got tonnes to do in two days. Have to clear as much as I can today, else tomorrow, I’d be totally swamped.

One step at a time. This time, I’d never falter. =)

AH, cold cold cold.

Needa go to the supermarket today! And get some chicken. And if I can, a pot. It’s crazy to cook in a small wok. I miss those huge pots I used to cook in back home.

argh

WHAT the hell. What is up with the English and fireworks. They seem to love it. And it’s super noisy. Dammit. A night when I need peace and quiet, and they had to consecutively set off so many fireworks tonight.

I can’t stand guys who think females are only valuable for their assets. I mean, come on. It’s no longer a patriarchal society now, and guys aren’t.. well.. the top of the ranks anymore. Fuck.

This guy who I started talking to on wlny like a year ago started bugging me again, “begging” me to show him my boobs. I just brushed him off, and say, NO. (LIKE WTH RIGHT. WHAT KIND OF REQUEST IS THIS ANYWAYS) And he goes on about how “selfish” I am, and how “bitchy” I am, and how big an asshole I am, and how I “won’t die” if I flash my boobs just that little bit. AND I don’t even know HIM. And HE doesn’t even KNOW me. And he’s there, babbling his rotten mouth off about how “selfish” and “bitchy” I am. Screw off man. If you aren’t manly enough to find some female with negative brains who’d WILLINGLY concede to your chauvinistic requests , quit asking random people online to do so. Ass. I swear, I’m so pissed off right now.

I’m going to go on a deleting spree. Kill the weeds and the bane of societies from my MSN list. AARRGGGHHH

This is a sure sign;

That work is taking over my mind. I wanted to blog a post, but I instinctively typed http://shef.ac.uk and was just about to type “lwc07sc” (which is my uni address’s username) when I realized that I was trying to log into the school’s website and not WordPress.

I just realized that I’ve got half a book to make notes on, and that University makes you do SO much work on your own. Yea I have really little lessons. But the work that they give us, makes us work non- stop. True to its name, a full time course is.

Oh gosh, my thumb hurts after gripping the pen, and writing my notes. I can -feel- the throb in my corn, at the base of my thumb, which freaking hurts. I wish pens came with an automatic pain- killer, so that hands won’t ache when I write.

I wish someone would invent that. I’d love that person, really I will. My hand too. I think my fingers are so tortured. Sometimes, in the midst of writing, my hand will just simply cramp up, and refuse to let my fingers straighten themselves. And when they finally relax, sharp needles of pain start shooting in my joints.

I feel old; I think I’m getting arthritis. With OLD, CREAKING joints that squeak like a rusty, un- oiled door hinge. OW.

haiyah. I don’t feel like studying anymore tonight (read: 11.32 p.m.). I just want to sit about, slack, dream of having ice cream, and watch brainless anime coz my brain is saying “I SAY, I shall go on strike NOW, if you don’t stop.” It’s just on the verge of drawing placards with slogans like “KILL BOOKS!!!” and “I HATE STUDYING AND REMEMBERING STUPID THINGS ABOUT STUPID COURTS!!!”, and encircling those angry messages with drawings of fire flames and machetes.

OMG. I’m so bored. Humour me, don’t mind my endless mindless ramblingssssssszzzzzzzxxxxx.

edit: I just realized that using this blogskin has made the top, more recent entry appear with a slightly larger font- sized compared to later entries. BIASED! Prejudiced! All blog entries are of EQUAL SIGNIFICANT STATUS, BOOOOOOO. So discriminating. All of them -SHOULD- be of the same font size! HMPF! I can’t believe I just typed that -shakes head in disbelief-

Shujun is Le Tired:

Shujun is le tired, as you can see from my post title. That is because I’ve spent an hour today walking up hills to my tutorial. But today’s weather was so nice! It was warm, I’m guessing about 14 or 15? And not cold enough to wear a jacket. So I was happily prancing about in my tee shirt and jeans, and relishing in the lovely weather!

Today’s Understanding Law seminar was pretty cool! We had moots today, and I was acting as Junior Counsel for the Defense. I’m defending a bunch of men, who were on this expedition, when they got trapped in a cave with scarce supplies. So they decided to kill one of themselves, chosen by rolling a dice, for food. When the explorers got rescued, (obviously minus one) they were charged with murder. I’m supposed to say how they shouldn’t be charged of murder and that they be released. And all the judges agreed in our favour! Which, in a sense, is not really much of a battle because we, after all, are human, not judges, and it is normal for anyone to feel sympathy to those who made it out alive.

Anyways, it was pretty fun =) I think this was one of the most interesting seminars yet.

Going to watch this movie on Sunday, called 12 Angry Men, which has something to do with the law, though I’ve got positively no idea what it actually is about. They gave out complimentary tickets at the Undergraduate Office, and I saved myself two quid. Ho. Dinner date with Jiar Li, and Smin. Whee, can’t wait.

Plenty of work to do! Two seminars for next week, both with tonnes of work. Poo. One to hand up, and 5 essays to prepare. And about 15 readings to get through. Wish me luck! And hope that I don’t die this weekend. *waves a pom pom in fake excitement*

It’s been really long

since I opened WordPress.com and came to this “Write Post” page, and I got distracted by loads of stuff, so now I’m finally getting down to posting a new post. (:

I like this blog a lot more, it’s much more nicer than my Blogspot one.

OH, OH. Cooked Chicken Curry today! It was a success, to me. (HURH). I like my curry with loads of coconut milk in it, so it’s thick, and viscous, and wonderful to eat with fluffy grains of rice. -grins contentedly- So full tonight!

Was reading this case called “The case of the Speluncean Explorers”, and I kept zoning out. Can’t seem to concentrate tonight, sheesh. Well, off to read the case again! My tutorial’s tomorrow. Poo. And all the way at Crookesmoor. Too far away man!