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Last night I walked out of my room and into the kitchen. I heard the sound of plastic rustling and I immediately knew it was our 'friendly neighborhood lizard' or more affectionately known as a cicak. As I turned the tap on, I silently prayed that it would just stay in the plastic bag until I leave.
But nooo.. The cicak had to jump out of the bag and onto the kitchen counter. If I were to translate it's thoughts into English, it was probably thinking: Oh, someone's coming. *jumps out of bag* SURPRISE!
This immediately triggered a cascade of reactions from yours truly. "Holy sheep! Oh my goat! *bleep bleep* What the *bleep* are you- Oh *bleep* Good grief *bleep*" I instinctively grabbed anything near me- another plastic bag. I threw it at the flippin reptile and watched the plastic bag flutter to the floor AND THE LIZARD DIDN'T EVEN FLINCH! asahjfklfdhjal!!!
Then without warning, it jumped [yes, I swear it JUMPED] down from the kitchen counter to the floor. Cornered, I grabbed yet another plastic bag [why was there an infinite supply of plastic bags, we'll never know] and threw it at the accursed reptile and once again, watch it flutter in vain and land approximately 2 feet away from the lizard.
Then, as quick as it appeared, it disappeared into the darkness leaving me in the silence of the kitchen with the occasional drip from the faucet. Cicak- 2. Abigail- 0.
Signing out,
je t'adore
Two things are aesthetically perfect in the world- the clock and the cat. -Emile Auguste Chartier
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Hear Me Say I'll Stand Up For My Friends.
Once again, no, I'm not being emo. It's a part of a song. I really should stop having to explain myself. I mean seriously, dear readers [that is if there's any left. I don't even know who reads this anymore] I think you know me enough to know that I post up song lyrics as title because I'm uncreative and I enjoy making people wonder what is on my playlist.
Anyway, the new constellation has caused chaos to the world as we know it. People are starting to understand why their horoscope didn't really describe them. Others are wondering if they should change their tattoo of their horoscope on their behinds. Some are even faced with a dilemma knowing that their significant other is no longer their "soul mate" after discovering that the two star signs are constantly at war and can never get along, hence contemplating a major break-up. Whatever it is, taking the words of Big Bang Theory's character, Sheldon Cooper, we shouldn't be participating in in the mass cultural delusion that the sun's apparent position relative to arbitrarily define constellations at the time of one's birth somehow affects one's personality.
Moving on, this semester has definitely started with a bang. Results were shocking and it proved that we needed more than just mere studying. Understand, comprehension. Call it whatever you want, memorisation just doesn't cut it. Oh well, now to prepare myself for a possible warning letter from beloved JPA to my mum.
Next week looks like it will be an awesome week for me. Overlooking the fact that I'm going to be staying back from Monday to Wednesday to complete an assignment for something called Unit 3 and then I'm free from Thursday all the way till Sunday the following week. I'm starting to like my laboratory sessions :D
And now to end with late new year greetings.
To my lolspeak buddies, ohai!
To my makan buddies, yam cha sometime?
To my shopping buddies, SALES NOW! Can we go?
To my cats, meow.
And to my friendly neighborhood Spiderman, there's a spider in my room near the curtain. Get rid of it, please?
Signing out,
Duct-tape-is-silver
Anyway, the new constellation has caused chaos to the world as we know it. People are starting to understand why their horoscope didn't really describe them. Others are wondering if they should change their tattoo of their horoscope on their behinds. Some are even faced with a dilemma knowing that their significant other is no longer their "soul mate" after discovering that the two star signs are constantly at war and can never get along, hence contemplating a major break-up. Whatever it is, taking the words of Big Bang Theory's character, Sheldon Cooper, we shouldn't be participating in in the mass cultural delusion that the sun's apparent position relative to arbitrarily define constellations at the time of one's birth somehow affects one's personality.
Moving on, this semester has definitely started with a bang. Results were shocking and it proved that we needed more than just mere studying. Understand, comprehension. Call it whatever you want, memorisation just doesn't cut it. Oh well, now to prepare myself for a possible warning letter from beloved JPA to my mum.
Next week looks like it will be an awesome week for me. Overlooking the fact that I'm going to be staying back from Monday to Wednesday to complete an assignment for something called Unit 3 and then I'm free from Thursday all the way till Sunday the following week. I'm starting to like my laboratory sessions :D
And now to end with late new year greetings.
To my lolspeak buddies, ohai!
To my makan buddies, yam cha sometime?
To my shopping buddies, SALES NOW! Can we go?
To my cats, meow.
And to my friendly neighborhood Spiderman, there's a spider in my room near the curtain. Get rid of it, please?
Signing out,
Duct-tape-is-silver
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
I Will Survive
I feel that starting the new semester deserves a post. But my brain is currently fried due to information overload regarding Biology.
There's just something about Biology that refuses to click with me. I may read the same thing week after week and it refuses to stay put in my cerebrum. Maybe it's defective? -shifty eyes- But then how come I can remember useless facts?
To start the new semester, the seasonal flu decided to take it's best shot at me. With a tissue stuffed up my nose, I look like a mutant. At first it started with the usual sneezing, then the sore throat. After a while, I realise my lymph node in the neck area was slightly swollen and tender to touch. I said to myself cheerily: Now this is how you start school! With a tissue being the finishing touches to whatever look I'm going for.
School is starting in about 3 hours and 30 minutes.
*shouts* Hey Life, give me your best shot!
Oh dang, I forgot. Results are out today.. Shouldn't have spoken too soon.
Signing out,
all-hail-kleenex
There's just something about Biology that refuses to click with me. I may read the same thing week after week and it refuses to stay put in my cerebrum. Maybe it's defective? -shifty eyes- But then how come I can remember useless facts?
To start the new semester, the seasonal flu decided to take it's best shot at me. With a tissue stuffed up my nose, I look like a mutant. At first it started with the usual sneezing, then the sore throat. After a while, I realise my lymph node in the neck area was slightly swollen and tender to touch. I said to myself cheerily: Now this is how you start school! With a tissue being the finishing touches to whatever look I'm going for.
School is starting in about 3 hours and 30 minutes.
*shouts* Hey Life, give me your best shot!
Oh dang, I forgot. Results are out today.. Shouldn't have spoken too soon.
Signing out,
all-hail-kleenex
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