I don't trust myself.

I hate hate hate realising in the morning that I have successfully injured myself.

(Or rather, injuring my foot, or both feet. Damn people with heels!)

Last night was an awful lot of fun I have deprived myself of in a while now. Mostly everyone who came out last night got trashed/ really high on Bourbon (gotsta love pre-drinks!), Yagabombs, and Tequila (I had vodka too) shots. After my last tequlia shot, my vision started to blur, and I know I was talking on the phone at one point in the cold, but I don't quite remember what I said. Then I went back in and I had another shot, then the night was really kicking; non-stop dancing is hot. It was good to see some familiar faces at Rheka's party (she booked out Shamiana for her birthday celebrations), and me and Kev now have a pact for some Barcadi 151s during Easter! Cam-whored a whole lot as usual, and here are some memorable (or not) snapshots of the night:










TGIF (Thank God It was Friday) really, because that means another week has come to a close. Hot because I met up with Mich to do some serious shopping at DFO (Nine West is having this crazy sale - AUD49 for EVERY pair of shoes there! Mich got 3 pairs, and I got 2.). We met up at 4-ish because Friday means late night shopping! Then from there we went for dinner and she came up to my place to chill for a bit. We have some awesome plans for this coming weekend, and that includes a DVD marathon and sleepover, a massive Girlie Night In for the both of us. Alcohol totally not included. And so not glad it's Saturday (although that means 8days more!! My excitment really betrays itself sometimes.) cos I have sooo not started on my essay which is due Thurs! ARGH!


And they really have to do construction at 8.30 AM on a Saturday morning. Groans.

//edit @ 2011.
Every day I'm reminded of how hard this is.

Every
single
day.

I am such a Housewife.

I cooked, and cleaned for dinner last night and lunch now. I made stir fry last night and pork fried rice like an hour ago. Really, I think I deserve a break from all the work I'm doing! (So I'm taking myself to DFO@ Spencer). Currently experiencing Writer's Bloc, my essay is soooo directionless it's not funny. Gah. I just want to party.

I realised this morning, that I am everything I tell Sonz (and everyone else) not to be - overtly negative. It's just there, in my veins. I can't help the negativity. I'm telling you, it's four seasons of One Tree Hill!! And that People always leave line that I've come to internalize. OTH never fails to depress me to no end after every episode.

And because I've been thinking, here's a recap:
I know I am good enough. I just think I might not be for a long distance relationship (Yes! LDR is a different type of relationship! -_-") But in any case, my temperamental self is happyhappy for now.


Can't return it once you bought it.

Let's take it to the floor.

Sexy Michael Scofield never fails to surprise. Weekly. Always makes me go, "Oh, fuck!"/ "Nooooo!!!"/ "What!?"/ "GOD!!!"/ "Ahhhh goddamnit Bellick/ T-Bag/ Mahone!"/ "God! Looks and brain! Sexayeeeee."

And then Sonz goes: "If only you were this excited about Uni."


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Prison Break 'Live' at Luna Park, St. Kilda's.

"...an exhilarating, live, interactive scare experience...(with a) 'prison' (that) includes a holding cell, followed by a disorientating chain link cage maze, filled with dynamic audio and strobe lighting, intense and scary special effects, plus a cast of very hungry inmates.

Join Michael Scofield and his brother Lincoln Burrows in your attempt to escape Officer Bellick and the guards of Fox River Penitentiary. It's the scariest place on Earth! Find your own way out!"

I want to go! Can? And my artsy-fartsy bone is itching - I want to go to the theatre. Swan Lake, Miss Saigon anyone? I really want to catch Swan Lake! (Well, actually I just want to dress up, but nevermind that.) And the annual Melbourne Comedy Festival is here again! A walk around the city will have all these billboards and posters inyourface, so it's little wonder I'm so up for a night at the theatre!

P.S. If you go with me, we can both be dressy-uppy together. Heh heh heh.

"Oh! Nice and long!"

So she exclaimed, before she started snipping. My hairdresser then went on to shampoo, cut, and praise my hair. You know - the usuals. She said my hair was soft like "silk", and so when I came home, I ran my hand through it, but I still don't think so. You would also be glad to know she talked me out of a complete hair overhaul i.e. chopping more than half my locks off. So here I sit, with only slighty shorter hair I still need to get used to, with a Halzelnut latte gorging on 250grams of Famous Amos cookies. Man, I need to get over myself! Center Stage and the suicide scene is still haunting my head; what happens when you find the catalyst you were always looking for, that surge of courage you always needed? Would you do it? Would you kill yourself, for whatever reason? Would you plan it, or would you do it in the spur of the moment? This will be no ordinary moment, because this moment will immortalize itself as your moment. Oh morbid thoughts - away! If only my memory of Plath and her depressing, sullen works can be erased...

Dying

Is an art, like everything else.

I do it exceptionally well.



I do it so it feels like hell.

I do it so it feels real.

I guess you could say I've a call.

Anyways, speaking of pain and suffering, I am about to experience my first threading session. Oh my obsession with perfect eyebrows brings me far!


Collapsing much softer, yet falling always hurts.

The Vices of Modernity.

I'm doing research for my soon-to-be-due paper on Shanghai cinema/ modernism, and I came across this illustration, and thought I'ld share it:

Comic illustrating the temptations crowding Shanghainese gaoyang ("virtuous lamb"/ high Confucian officials).
Counter-clockwise: Flesh, Dance, Travel Guides (?), Bathhouses, Theater.
From Xiao Jianqing, Manhua Shanghai, 1935, No. 8.

This pictorial relic-evidence proves that time doesn't change everything. It's been like, 72 years. As if men today aren't tempted by the same vices, albeit in a modern form!

CAUTION: Mood Swings, 50M Ahead.

Yesterday,

Mich and me had lunch at KFC on Flinders, and it is THE worst KFC ever! Isn't KFC supposed to be fast food or something? Well, I had to wait like half an hour just to order, and bitch took another 15minutes putting like 2 burgers, 2 pack of fries and 2 Fantas into bags. Talk about slow service! A guy even remarked, "Oh, yeah. Take your time!" from behind the queue. The ratio between her and the other servers was seriously an alarming 5: 1. Okay I didn't wanna say this, but Baneet, why don't you go work in a restaurant where you can take your own sweet time serving. I don't know what her name means, but probably I-am-slow in some language. Look, I didn't mean to be so bitchy but you just don't mess with hungry people and their food okay! So there, bad start to my day. And Bridge Road barely cheered me up - I only returned with a satin tube top and another top that is exactly one I wanted at TopShop (but put back cos it was under 'Maternity' then). Oh, and a grey long cardigan which cheered me up immensely cos it kept me warm. Finally! Something of use!

And then, welcome to Bitchiness Central, operational once a month. Right here, you can witness Ena laughing, crying, bitching (if you're lucky it can occur all at once in an explosive combustion!). Yes, once every month I feel absolutely worthless, to the point where I feel that nobodyandnothing can savage the situation. Once every month I feel like my parents (and friends) expect too much out of me, more than I can give, and what I give I give wearily. Once every month I snap at almost everything J says, and I become incredibly sarcarstic towards him. Once every month I need to get over myself. But then after the terrible first (or second) day (huge sigh for everyone cos I only throw a prissy fit for a maximum of 2 days within this) period), everything goes back/ feels like normal again and I forget who I was the day before; it's like I'm a superhero with split personalities or something! But then again, I have never been able to function properly within normalcy like most people can, because I am too cautious, always on cue to see something fall apart. Because I believe that there's a closet anarchist in every one of us, laboriously building things up just to watch them fall.

Yes, I'm negative and cynical, and that's who I am everyday. For that, I blame Chuck Palahniuk and Fight Club. And people like Carlo Emilio Bonferroni who make my life so miserable.

Self-Entertainment.

When you're bored with nothing else to do, you just find ways to entertain yourself. Well, I know I do:I found stickers in Cleo and so I proceeded to fill it up and stick it all over everyone and my jeans; top to bottom: Can I please have a Fendi Spy?; Please buy me a Fendi Spy!;
Boyfriend deserves - a holiday!. Yes, as you can tell, I am quite obsessed with the Spy! :D That's surely a want, but Boyfriend needs a break from being so busy! And I stuck I wouldn't mind having a BF! on Nish, and BFF deserves HAPPINESS on Sonz. Stickers are so much fun!

Impromptu.

And we want to run away together,
to a place where no one will bother us silly with all their stupidtalk.
Where nothing else matters but the time spent together.
Let's elope, on impulse;
no one has to know.

Like that night we made a spontaneous decision to go to Chinatown - no one has to know.

Feeling hot, hot, HOT!

Get your own VisualDNA™

And, and! RAIN is bringing sexy back (when is he not! pff*)

Sexy, oui?

And because J loves this song,


/edit.
And did I forget to post pictures up from last night? Oh, how rude of me! I apologise, and now - enjoy. ;)

Page out of Loop's menu;
Yes, yes. The good times are killing me.

Summery colours;
Who said summer was over?In case you were wondering, I had white shorts on!

Uh-huh. This is what I'm talking about!
An alcoholic's Haven. (Yours perhaps, J? wink*)

Bar.

Bar, with sushi.

D let me mess around behind the bar (I made a Shirley Temple), and then he presented us with a whole plate of sushi, and superyum Turkish bread with dip (I am not ever eating any other bread unless it's Turkish!), and nuts. Then he also made a cocktail, and to top it all off he gave me a Lemon Drop! It's the yummiest shot I've had, by far!

Cognitive dissonance...

... occurs when you are forced into doing something with "insufficient justification" and motivation. Contrary to popular belief however, instead of getting bored and hating said task, a person can emerge promoting a new (and positive) attitude towards what they previously considered unpleasant! However, task compliance has to be somewhat voluntary for this effect to be produced.

Trivia for the day. :)

And it is simply comforting enough to just walk into Supre and Sportsgirl to look at clothes. So today was my first (of many more to come!) trip to Supre since I've been back. Today also marks the day I took my rice cooker out of the cupboard, cooked rice and experimented with beef to make bulgogi soup. Mmm, it tasted a little blend, but I guess I didn't marinate the beef long enough for it to soak up the tastes. Oh well, I'm still quite the perfect housewife, considering I cook, clean and wash. Haha, yes yes, I know - self praise is no praise!
On a totally irrelevant note, horoscopes is flavour of the week! Loves it!

"Even when confronted with irrefutable evidence of the foolhardiness of their ways, Leos can stubbornly cling to bad relationships and wrong ideas because their egos simply will not allow them to admit being wrong."

Well, considering I put that here, you can tell I will admit that much.

And look at what J found out (as if he needed confirmation! =P):

"(Librans are) concerned with diplomacy and balance. (They) hate any sort of argument or disruption to the peace of...life, and will go to great lengths to maintain that calm. Leo is different: they have an ‘in your face’ attitude and like to call a spade a shovel, even if that unsettles the status quo."

So true, it's freaky! J's always the peacemaker and I'm almost always spoiling for a fight. Baa baa black sheep.


And no one loves me like you, no one loves me the way you do.

The Great Reunion.

I bumped into Kate in the library today, haven't seen this girl for like nearly a year..she's looking good, and we had a 15 minute catchup session, right on the stairs of Bailieu heh.

The moment is now.

And just when I thought that to see an ex-Floormate was awesome, everyone else on the floor [Eric, Jason, Yvonne, Sharon] are all online and we're having a 5-way (can get very confusing) conversation on MSN!! This is so great; we were meant to discuss our (long overdue) Reunion Dinner, and it happens that Sharon (who's back in Sg) was online too! Sooo, there we go! :)


Oh the icing on the cake today would be for Tash to get home rightaboutnow so I can feast on the awesomeness of Scofield in Ep 20!!

Say it once, say it right.

The 20th of March.
Damn right. It's the 20th day of the third month of 2007 already!
Time is zooming by, and everything seems to be a blur (iamtalkingtrippedoutblur);
it's really right about time I caught up with my school work because by the time this month is through it'll be toolate - an essay is due 5th April, J is coming 8th April, Easter break ends 15th April, neuroscience lab report due 16th April, J leaves 17th April...by mid April I need to be on track because come May it's Sonz' bday, and mid-May MissPoppyTan will possibly visit, mid-end-May it's Mich's bday and we're planning a weekend in Cairns then after that weekend I believe Miss LeeHuiPeng and Wind is arriving in Melb, week of which is also SwotVAC (for the uninitiated it's Study/ Exam Preparation Week). Following that week, it'll be the start of exam period!! So I really don't have much time left if I think about it. Argh!! Where is my self-discipline when I need it?? Or did I even have any to begin with? Oh screw Uni! I just want exams to be over because end-June I'm going to Central Australia. Yes, you heard right - Ena's going camping outdoors! Now, don't freak, I heard it's a great experience! Then July, Choo should be in Melb, afterwhich I should be going to Perth. Apparently, Sarah's interested in going to Fiji during July as well. Mmm, my winter break sounds fruitful already! So right now, there you have it - my PACKED schedule til late July. I haven't even included 'STUDY' in the picture. DIE!


Prepare to evacuate.

Oh, eve on Friday was a blast! It was a bit expensive but the music was grrreat!

I say, put on your dancing shoes.

It was so cold waiting outside, you have no idea!!Fyul!! Hard Gay style! ;)

Peace out!S is like, an L!Mao hea!
Dhiv hun.Cexy chairs and alcohol; eve is sexy!
Truly international - we have 3X Sri Lankans, 3X Malaysians, 1X Fijian, 1X Fillipino, 1X Singaporean (me!), 1X Australian! Such a great party picture!

Sugs!

Err?

Girlssss.

We stole took without permission a very sexy fur jacket! Hey! Don't blame us! You just don't leave your sexy clothes lying unattended in clubs!

Deceit and rolled-up joints.

One of you is lying to me, manipulating me.
The question is, which one?
I don't wanna be a pawn in this warped game the both of you have running;
You should have known better how you, and peopletalk affects me and my relationships,
yet you had to fuck with my head and poison my mind.
You certainly didn't 'inform' me out of the goodness of your heart -
you just wanted to get your own back.
Well, whatever.
This time, I'm listening to my own heart, and hopefully that's enough.
Because if it isn't, I don't know what is,
and as such, I concur defeat.
And you, better not be lying to me, okay?
Because I'm taking the leap of faith and if I don't land in your safety net of Trust&Truth, I'm lying motionless on the ground.


If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home.

I always get burnt.

It was nicely warm yesterday! And after class, Sonz and me sat out on the lawn waiting for dinnertime.
Ahh. Tranquility in the middle of a stressfreeful environment. Also, this made me smile:

Spongebob 'shrine' in some HK novelty shop.

Ahh just the simple pleasures (such as finding an old picture I randomly took, refer above) that make my day. I can be so simple-minded sometimes. Simplicity makes me look forward to this Weekend no less, too - this weekend is gonna be huge! Friday night we're heading down to Southbank to try eve out (apparently it's quite the bomb, if reviews from last week is anything to go by), and Saturday is St. Patrick's Day!! Yay!! The one day in 365 days to wear green, get drunk, and be merry (I heard this quote in first year, from my first experience of St. Paddy's)! Oh and on Sunday if the weather permits, we're having a picnic in the park so I can play with D's doggies! And it's the Thai new year (Song Kran) on Sun as well, so that means foodfair at Fed Square!

I miss you Tuesdays.

Such a beautiful myth,
That's breaking my skin.

We had so much fun together.

And it just hit me, like a tidal wave of emotions;

forget, I'm not sure I could.

So behind in schoolwork. Gahhhhhhhhh!!

I was so depressed I went through my pack of Lindt chocolates like a crazy beaver.


And I had nothing but 2 nectarines for dinner, because I wanted to 'lose some flab'.

"In America, they're 'bling-bling'. Here, it's 'bling-bang'."

Melbourne can be so dodgy sometimes, what with dark tiny alleys and random people who are either:

1. drunk,
   
2. homeless,
   
3. crazy, OR
   
4. all of the above*

roaming its streets. Today was an exceptionally crowded day in the city, and I do suppose it's because tomorrow's Labour Day (a public holiday which Melb Uni does not honour! *groans*) The trams were packed to the brim and I was left standing on the edge at the door. As if that wasn't miserable enough, this stupid insistent guy kept stepping on my toes, and simply refused to get off the tram when there obviously wasn't enough space for a big man like himself. Huff! So there, lesson learnt - never go out (if you have to take public transport) during long weekends as such! That being said though, today was a pretty good day; I finished up my very dreadful Research Methods (stats!! gah!) homework assignment, and I actually made it out of the house to catch Blood Diamond (which was pure awesomeness, and words cannot do it justice) at Jam Factory on Chapel.

The acting was superb, especially by Djimon Hounsou, who plays Solomon. Actors like him really get less credit than they deserve, which is sad. I was highly impressed by Leonardo's acting too, cos I really couldn't care less about what Jack does (or doesn't do) with his acting career. Leo really has evolved! The movie made me cry near the end, when Danny learns to give up the pink diamond..and also when I realised that there is really no hope left for him (thanks J, for informing me of the 'outcome' beforehand). Despite what I knew, I was still praying that he would survive! But of course not - movie endings don't change just because you watch it in a different country. =/ And majorthanks to Tom who made me watch this, otherwise I would never; I am still so disturbed/ affected by the movie *roar*.

Speaking of the long weekend, we headed on down to Moomba last night, and fireworks never fail to impress.

This says 'Moomba' the other way around.
Not the best pictures, because we were too near and it was too smoky!

They had candy floss as well!

Cool Sh*t! Lemonade Stand!

Trying to win a toy however, was quite a different story; 20bucks and 6 attempts fail me - no Bob the Builder this year :(.

I stole Tash's Bart cos I didn't win a toy myself. =P

Chaos owns me though! After the first 4 rounds or so, it just went crazy flipping us upside down that I wasn't sure if I was the right side up or upside down anymore! It went on for what seemed like eternity...

Yeah we're there! Somewhere...
I had a hard time keeping my chain from falling out. You can see why (hint: speed).

Yes! Chaos owns me!

At Loop. In the absence of alcohol, we busy ourselves, really.

PS: No more diamonds for me... NOT. Unless they're conflict-free, of course. ;)

Because everyone's still asleep.

Ok, and then listen to this if you please - Rain sings in English!

Omarion Ft Rain - Man Up

//edit.

Celestal (L) says: (PM 04:19)
ena sacrifies for love , haha how nice J better appreciate it, cos u're wasting the money on phonecalls instead of clothes for the first HAHAHAH

Well I wouldn't say it's a waste per se, but see, honey? Don't say I'm not trying. ;)