yes again with the money. i cant seem to control my spending lol. but i have all the clothes that i have bought to prove that my money wasn't exactly 'wasted'.. so now im living a 'giam' life.. or trying to anyway. in teochiu, to do something giam means to do something in a way that saves money. hehe so to 'jiak giam' means to eat giam or eat just enough (say, at a restaurant) so that you save money. lol very chinese. anyway. i fear that my bank account is going to suffer a bit more over the next week or so as i rush around living out the rest of these holidays. once we go back to uni i shouldn't have the urge to withdraw such large amounts of cash all the time.. and hopefully the account at WHICH BANK? will start to recover a bit.

so. i just got back from karaoke at red box about an hour and a half ago. CAROLYN I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT COME AIYAH. i havent seen carol in like 10 bazillion years =[ anyway karaoke was okay. ended up singing mostly fobby chinese songs but i dont care. in fact i love it. its like im in my element. haha.. besides, red box doesnt have as many english songs as they do chinese songs. but i did sing sexy back with louie. haha.. and..i dont wanna know. nigger songs ho yeah.

still need to go get my ipod back. its been almost 2 weeks and they havent called me. im gonna call them and see what the fish is going on because i want my damn ipod back. its going to be quite a project sorting out all the music i want to put back on that thing.

okay now i have run out of things to say. not missing uni work. at all.

gnite guys.

ohnoes!!!?11~~!!111```

something must be going wrong with my stars. or perhaps im just looking for something to blame my recent unfortunate circumstances on. in the last few days ive been spending a bit more than i should have.. or it feels like it anyway. and now things around me start breaking so i need to spend more damn money. GARARARARAR money is so evil. and yet it is my secret love. but yeah. the other day i went to listen to my ipod which my dear friends bought me for my 17th birthday - see birthday post around 4th august 2005 - and when i turned it on i saw something.. AMAAAAAAZINGGGGGG!! okay actually it was more weird and unexpected and it made me go... OHMYTHATIS ...AMAAAAAAZINGGGG!!!! okay i didnt say that i was more like wtf is this shit yo. bc it was a picture of a little ipod with a sad face and crosses for eyes. like it was a cartoon of a dead ipod. with a "!" sign inside a triangle half-superimposed on it, alerting me to an omg-there'ssomethingwrongwithyour-ipod problem. and i thought it would go away if i recharged it a bit and whatever. so i did. and the problem didnt go away. and i was like shit.

so today i went into the city to get it fixed. i dont know any places that repair ipods except one which i see everyday on the tram on the way to uni. on elizabeth st. so i went there. and theyre like itll be 50 bucks. and im thinking oh fish thats pretty expensive. all theyre doing is some little job on the damn piece of crap. AND the guys like OH. and you'll lose all your music.

VZZZZZZT - STOP THE REKKID YO, STOP THE REKKID.

- HIRO NAKAMURA MATRIX STYLE TIME FREEZE -

DID HE SAY I WILL LOSE ALL MY FISHIN MUSIC?
AIYAHHHHHH.

thats what happened in my head. and i was like oh man. after all that hard work putting things on and choosing crap.. and renaming things and everything.. curse you apple. you and your faulty product. so now i have to get all my music back on... after i get my ipod back. so thatll be a holiday task for me.. setting up my ipod again.

SO thats where some of this money is going. AND my watch is being gay. the second hand gets stuck and decides to start moving again whenever the hell it likes. you shake the watch really hard and it moves again for 5 mins. then stops. so you leave it overnight. to find that it starts moving by itself again for like 10 hours. ONLY TO STOP AGAIN. i wouldnt mind if it was just the second hand.. but the thing is thats not how watches work. if the second hand stops, the minute and the hour hands dont move either and youre stuck with a useless watch. A WATCH THAT DOESN'T TELL TIME. now if that aint like a fat man without a bucket of kfc. so thats where some more money will be going.

and also 30 bucks for the damn police check that i need to give to my boss. asif i need a police check. okay so its company policy and bc im working with small kids. but really... if i was a rapist or a muderer or a child molester, don't you think i would have raped or killed or molested a child by now? ive been there for like over half a year. i mean.. none of the kids are even hot enough to consider touching... LOOOL. jkjk. and of course you do remember the post about how smelly they are. if you are an avid reader of this web log. hehe.

so anyway that shall be all for today i think children. money money money. love/hate relationship. have to find some sort of 'free' past time. i think sleep is the best option. its free and fun and you save money in so many ways.. no going out so you're not tempted by clothes.. and food.. and youre sleeping too so theres not a real desire for food or drink.. and you dont need movies because you can make your own (he he he).. and youre lying down so youre comfortable.. and theres no loud, stinky kids around who can't add fractions.. no crazy people yelling at the sky.. or indian overseas students trying to hand out pamphlets to you advertising crap you don't need or getting you to sign up to a fehntehstic mohbile phohne deal ohn for toodeh ornly. so really.. i think the lesson learned today is that sleep is the best thing in the world. ever.

nitey nite readerinos.

wow

i just read the 10 comments from my last post..like the post before this one about stinky kids.. all you people read my blog? lol. THANKS TO PHARMACY GUYS ESPECIALLY. lynn read my blog? hahah HI LYNN =] and grenda! HI SI SI! i thought it was just like me and 2 others who read this crap. but maybe now you guys have like gone away because i havent updated in so long.

oh well. gnite for now readers =]

resurrection

you knew it was coming. or maybe you had given up hope and thought 'oh man. this blog is dead.. what am i going to do with my sad little life now?' haha okay maybe you didn't think that. in any case this is my first post in over a month..

so welcome back to me. and maybe there's still someone out there who keeps checking my blog for updates and so will be very surprised to be reading this right now. thank you to that person for your dedication and perseverance =] if you exist. lol. WAIT I KNOW THAT YOU DO. TRACY. looooooooool.

SHOUTOUT TO MY PHARMACY PRACTICE LAB PARTNER TRACY =]

who has told me to update my blog. several times. hahaha.. this one's for you, bac si. so really i shouldn't be updating now of all times because i have exams coming up on friday and i suppose you could say i am a bit screwed. think i'm going to go buy a duck and some fruit and do some hardcore praying before friday.. hoping that divine intervention will help me get through/pass. you know, for someone whose life is based almost exclusively on science, i am one really superstitious mofo. i mean, if you made a device that somehow measured 'good luck attracting concentration' you would find that my room would make such a machine explode. there are so many good luck charms and things in my room its just.. i dunno. just a lot of superstitious things that may or may not work. but when good things happen i tend to believe more. lol i know its blind faith and that blind faith is a bad thing.. especially since Buddhism teaches us to question and not accept things as gospel... but if lucky charms don't work, then i haven't really lost anything by having them. i haven't gained anything either, but i haven't lost anything. so it's okay.

so anyway enough with the mystical mumbo jumbo. i could go on all day about religion/beliefs/superstition if you let me. but now i want to talk about how much kids stink.

yes. we all know that i work as a maths tutor. and the youngest kids i teach are in about grade 3. the oldest about yr 10. SO. some kids just really stink. like not just with maths.. some kids stink with maths yes, but some kids literally smell like random things which are weird. like i have this one girl who smells musky and her nails are dirty and its like ahem do you wash or wear like deodorant? and then theres another girl who smells like tomato sauce and bo. and then surprise surprise i meet the parent and THE PARENT SMELLS THE SAME and im like ooooooooooooooooooookay. and some kids have bad breath. and its just like.. ARRH it says in the tutor's manual that we should maintain a high level of personal hygiene at all times because of the close proximity with which we deal with students. and i think.. why can't there be a standard like that for the freakin kids.. just like take a freakin shower yo.

i remember when i was a kid i used to hate taking baths/showers. i was just so lazy and i cbf all the time. i didnt know why my mum kept forcing me to have a shower. but then something happens to you when you to around gr6 or yr 7. i think puberty. lol. and then suddenly you have to wash yourself every 5 minutes and you spend an hour in the bathroom. these days i have a shower twice a day and i cant imagine NOT showering before i go to bed. call me an ocd neat freak.. which i admit to being anyway, so it doesn't bother me.. but being clean is like one of my 'things'. dirty hair and nails really turns me off. like i will walk away from you quietly, but in my mind i will be running around in circles and screaming at the dirt and filth that is writhing all over your infested, unpure body. hahah ooh thats descriptive. dirtiness breeds dirtiness and cleanliness breeds cleanliness. SO BE CLEAN DAMMIT OR I WILL NOT BE YOUR FRIEND. i think this ocdness will actually be good for my career as a pharmacist though. at least you know your medicines won't be contaminated. not by me anyway. and that everything will be measured as accurately as possible because i'm a die-hard perfectionist.

okay that's enough random mental diarrhoea for now. i'll probably be updating this a lot more in the coming weeks as my exams finish and i have a couple of spare weeks to waste. i love how theres no holiday hw at uni =] at least none that i know of.

GOOD LUCK WITH EXAMS EVERYONE !!


..bye tracy. =P

update

hello bitches and hoes and my other readers. its been almost one month since my last post.. so at the very least perhaps it will be 12 posts a year for this blog from now. lol. cause you know stuff happens in my life but then i cant be stuffed typing things about it. i guess im getting lazier... actually its because i have no time anymore. or both.

anyway. its been a week since mid-semester break has started and theres 2 days left till uni starts again. shitshitshit. i hate assignments. mainly because i havent started them. why does this always happen? procrastination. its taken me like 3 days to write half a page of a one page assignment. every two lines i type, i stop and go and do something else on the computer. so yeah

this week has been kinda busy so that makes the whole procrastination thing worse. tuesday was joyce ishan vas and reyans joint 18th and so i was like sore the next day.. i went to springy with my aunty from sydney that day.. then thursday got up mucked around a bit.. typed a paragraph of the assignment, got ready for asean ball. asean ball was yesterday. twas.. okay i guess. I LEFT MY FREAKIN SHOTGLASS AT THE PLACE. dammit. 95 bucks nigguh. and all i got was my freaking name card thing. and i didnt even dance that much. should have got my moneys worth mang. but i ate peoples food so i guess that was okay. lol. joyces carrots.. chris's carrots.. kathleens broccoli.. james's bread.. haha. saw a few pharmacy people too. HELLO PHARMACY FRIENDS IF YOU ARE READING WHICH I PROBABLY DOUBT YOU ARE =]

afterparty was a bit gay.. but i suppose it depends on who you talk to. there were too many people upstairs and it was too hot. like a massive orgie. now im not one to hate massive orgies but you know.. didnt like this particular one. guess clubbings not really my thing too anyway. ended up getting home at 2.30 and no one really cared. which is quite interesting. no one (ie my parents) even knew what time i got home. my mum asked me on the phone this morning 'so what time did you get home last night?'
me: 'umm..2?'
mother: 'ngoab.' ngoab is cambo for DIE which is like saying omg or SHIT or any other expletive
me: yeah..
mother: ..okay bye.
me: NGOAB. (in my head)

she didnt say anything..!? thats cool. so now i guess i can stay out till like 2-3am as long as its not regular. lol. i wouldnt want to make it a regular thing anyway cause i love sleep.

anyway today i went to the doctor to check out some weird bumpy thing in my eyelid. damn bacterial shit. he said maybe someone coughed or sneezed on me. thats disgusting. okay so tomorrow morning my aunty and cousin go back to sydney. right now theyre at temple because theres new years stuff going on tonight. and tomorrow night.. and sunday night.. i think im going tomorrow night. tomorrow at 12.48pm is when the new year begins. its very precise, yes. there's 12.48 and something seconds too but that part doesnt matter as much. if you want to go into details, the time is when the sun.. or stars or something.. move/s into the astrological sign of aries.. which is the first sign of the zodiac. and theres these stories and things about the angels of the new year and stuff.. but im lazy and you probably dont want to know lol.

perhaps i will post some pictures of my cambo new year rituals later.

meanwhile; to all my cambos, laos, thais, lankans and burmese people out there..

HAPPY NEW YEAR YO.

suor sdey chhnam thmei
sabaidee phi mai

May the angel of the New Year bless and protect you, give you success, peace and happiness and a sexy lover.

GOOD NIGHT =]

march 21

its been a while since my last post.. like 3 weeks or something now. i think. anyway i still kinda cbf typing anything because right now im feeling kinda lazy. had my oral today about head lice. okay really cbf right now. dead. jennys 18th last saturday. karaoke. fob songs. nick = in fob heaven. i didnt get to sing all my songs though lol.

next time must sing

1. xing zuo by wang li hong so ican sound like a hardcore taiwanese rapper
2. shi mian mai fu by eason so i can strut like one of the only canto songs i know
3. jie kou by jay chou because i didnt get my duet with vicky
4. qian li zhi wai with louie again because i like imitating the old gay singer LOL
5. barbie girl just so i can do the asian version. COME ON MA LI LETS GO STUDY. AI AI AI-YAH. COME ON YOU LA LETS GO YUM CHA AI YEH. AI YEH.

ohman i am such a fob. okay now im going to watch some fob movie on sbs. and no its not a porno. sif i need sbs for porn anyway XD

nite fools

first week of uni

is now over. and already we know of 3 or 4 assignments which are due this semester. and by that i mean theyve already been assigned to us. i want to go back to high school. sure, theres the stress of exams and stuff.. but after actually doing it.. year 12 is not so bad. at least your timetable is easier to read. lol.

pharmacy timetable is a bit gay and weird. but im getting used to it i guess. lecturers seem okay.. except the physiology guy who seems a bit tight.. cant really explain it but its just something in the way he talks and acts that makes me feel like anger towards him. lol. or more like annoyance. anyway..

i guess uni isnt so bad. its just that books are so expensive.. and it takes a while to get to school.. i dunno. i cbf blogging anymore for now because ive been sitting here printing off lecture notes for so long that my butt has fallen asleep.

happy holi all you hindus out there. holey moley happy holi.

adieu

Chinese New YEar 2007 continued

okay so even though this post is above the last post.. that sounded a bit stupid. anyway my point is that these photos were taken after the photos in the previous post =]

this is a table of offerings to the spirits of the land.. so i guess we're making offerings to some Aboriginal souls who used to live on our land a million years ago. hope they enjoy the hennessy lol. all these offerings can be found on the ancestral offering table as well. but they are separate. like its not the same chicken as was offered to the ancestors. thats a no-no. no double offering.. maybe its kinda like double-dipping..? chicken, fruits, sweets, coke, tea, henessy, a bun, some paper money and gold. set up in the backyard




remember the lovely arrangement of paper notes next to the watermelon? here we are. this is the burning of the paper money and gold/silver paper. every year its my job cause im such a pyromaniac. grandpa says the smoke carries the money and gold and silver to heaven or whereever the ancestors are. this year the notes in one packet were each worth 'ten tholswnd dolwrs' so i guess the ancestors will have to bank them at the bank of fob typos. or the bank of china's heaven branch.

it was so windy that day i was afraid i would burn down the backyard. and when i started burning the chek sek jua - seven coloured paper - the fire got bigger cause that stuff is so thin and flammable and i was like SHITSHITSHIT DONTBURNTHEBACKYARDDOWN. chek sek jua represents clothes for ancestors. it comes in a lovely range of seven different colours for the fashion-conscious ancestors to choose from. i smelt like burnt paper afterwards. mmm attractive.

these are offerings to the land spirit again i think. this time at the front of the house. but this is on the first day of the new year.. so last sunday 18/2. all other offerings (like the ones in the pictures above and below) must be made on new years eve or the closest day you can get without going into the new year. and no meat offerings are allowed on the first day (chiu ek)

Chinese New Year 2007

So this is Chai-nee Niu Yia at my house a 1 or 2 weeks ago.. annual tradition where we make offerings to ancestors and pray for blessings in the year ahead; after which we pray to the god of leftovers for the next week or so.

image1. the table groans with food. im serious. that watermelon was like 5kg or something and when i put it on the table it creaked cause like the table was extended. and i was like crap dontbreakdontbreakdontbreak. what a bad omen that would have been :P notice the pretty paper money next to the watermelon. we'll get to that later.

image2. the sweets section for 2007. china taro biscuit things on top of malaysian deluxe crackers and OREOS. yes i offered my ancestors american snackfood. the following week i ate a few blessed oreos everyday to ensure GOOD LUCK. lol

image3. the offering table after the candles had been lit and the incense offered and the tea cups filled with tea and the shotglasses filled with good ol henessy and the rice bowls filled with rice.
List of this year's food:
- rice cakes filled with pork and beans x2
- rice cakes filled with banana x10
- steamed fish x2
- roast duck x1
- soy sauce chicken x1
- boiled eggs x2
- 3 layer boiled pork piece x1
- fried noodles
- stir fried ginger and garlic prawns
- seafood soup
- buns (bao) x5
- green pandan sponge cake x1
- taro biscuits, deluxe crackers, oreos
- chinese new year sweet things - lotus seeds, sour sop sweets, tamarind sweets, candied taro, candied coconut..
- oranges
- lychees
- longans
- bananas
- watermelon
- can of jackfruit x2
- can of rambutan x2
- tea x5 cups
- rice x5 bowls
- cans of coke x5
- henessy x5 shotglassses [ mother : "not too much or the ancestors will get drunk and lose their way back " LOL ]

image4. ..IT'S HIM. me offering incense and RESPECT. nigguh.