summer envy of a plenty *

i was asleep and he was too.
he sneezes and i felt drips of  mucus on my face.
out of natural reaction, i grabbed his bolster that he was hugging,
used it to wipe my face and said on the top of my voice: “CHEEBYE KIA!”
then throws his bolster back at his face and went back to sleep.

and THAT is for sneezing in my face while i am dreamily asleep.
NO ONE DISTURBS MY SLEEP.
NO ONE SHOULD EVER ATTEMPT TO!

p/s: i;m usually not that violent. not till he robbed my freedom of sleep.

i just had the weirdest dream…
me cycling & maggie on a skate-scooter along the roads of amk.
seriously, this countdown is driving me utterly insane, inside out.

p/s: dont laugh at my drawing. i didnt have a mouse to use.
i merely used my finger to “draw” on the laptop;s touch pad
MAI HIAM CAN! *esp bear and shawn ah.

this is prolly the longest 3 weeks i;ve ever had.
it feels so near yet so far.
i;ve very much lost the motivation.
yes, lost all motivation to study/work.

maybe, if i stop thinking about it, it would pass
way way way way faster and feel less torturous…..

and of all the panic, i cleared 1/2 my wardrobe.
its another 1/2 to clear, with my shoes, books and tools.
and i;ll jolly be well on my way home.

the thought of getting up the plane then back to home.
then settling for good food. it;s such a blessing.

OH MY..
SAMBAL KANGKONG, SAMBAL STINGRAY,
SUGARCANE JUICE, PRAWN NOODLE, FRESH ROTI PRATA,
MILO DINOSAUR, AH BALLING, SATAY BEEHOON,
BUANGKOK;S FEN YUAN LONG YAN TANG,
EGG TOUFU, TIE BAN TOUFU, ASSAM FISH, FISH BALL NOODLES,
BEEF NOODLES, CHICKEN RICE, BUA KELUAK, SATAY, OTAH,
NASI LEMAK, MEE REBUS, MEE SIAM, LONTONG,
INDIAN ROJAK, FRIED FISH NOODLES…

I WILL BE FRIGGIN BACK TO CONQUER ALL OF YOU!

mommy + daddy is pushing me to start packing for home.
but how to? i still got 3 more papers and one more practical.
and i;m just so unmotivated to pack. the thought of packing is like…

having diarrhoea.

EMOTION #1: EXCITEMENT
because you might lose weight.

EMOTION #2: STILL EXCITEMENT
all rubbish in your system is out.

EMOTION #3: EXHAUSTION
dashing from wherever to the loo.

EMOTION #4: TORTURE
because it still wouldnt end.

sighs. tomorrow will be a better day.
i know it, because tomorrow i will make some money.

i hereby pronounce, the successful completion of practical #1

omfg. now my heels ache so much. but nevertheless, i;m glad to say..
I AM FRIGGIN OVER AND DONE WITH YOU~~~ yayness! *hops

its the last fifty metres or so.
hang in there, in one piece.
you;ll make it ade. you will.
think straight and strive on girl.
this phase will soon be history.

run along and finish this race, you;re almost done.

alicia sifted out some really old pics of us
when we headed to down under, back in ’90s
and it is amazing YO! we had a great laugh.
and boy, our pic on the plane certainly looks like..
3 fishballs on a satay stick! :p i love family-loves.

i miss you aplenty huskie very greedy weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
i cant wait to spend quality time with you this december…

it was another day  at working.
every piece of twelve inch bread shrank in my hands.
i panicked. looked around, took another loaf.
and it happened again. i freaked out, totally.
and my bosses were not pleased and utterly pissed.
my friend tapped on my shoulder.
she said, “you;re dead meat. the bosses are really pissed!”
feeling so uptight and afraid, i woke up.
only to realise i was kicked back to reality and it was all a dream.

even my sub-conscious mind is bothered.