must and will blog about prefect camp very soon. i'm just finding it a bit hard to put everything into words. that camp was absolutely amazing and changed me as a person so my attempts to archive it on this blog has been a string of failures so far: i dont feel like i'm doing it justice! i think i'll even upload the speech that i presented on election night -blushes- we'll seeeee! but enjoy this wishlist for just a bit longer, penguins! tata!

l-r: blossoming belle , cherry meringue, rosedust, old fashioned romance, raining petals, sophisticate and kaboodle, at its sweetest, mount san jacinto, rink side romance top, foam design, dressed to thrill, muddled mint, swan cloud in blue, draping devotion
shoes: bow them how, gallery cafe sandal, gold oriented flats, electric rainbow flat

Labels: wishlist

a marshmallow for you and for you and for you!

tomorrow, the mock trial team will be departing hurlstone agricultural high school at 0745 to travel to queanbeyan (apparently canberra's next door neighbour. ya i didnt know that either) for our quarter final trial! we are currently top 8 in nsw and hopefully hurlstone can advance past this round into the semis.

if not, i would still like to give a gigantic hug to my team as a collective group because you guys have definitely, definitely made mock trial one of the best things i have ever been involved in. of course, like any other group, we've had our disagreements. and over the silliest things sometimes but look how far we've gotten! it's a bit yellow-corn-kernel-ly to say but each and every of you have made every early morning, late afternoon and the many hours of preparation in between worth it. the point of working hard on something and achieving great results is elevated by you guys to something so enjoyable and exciting. whatever happens tomorrow will happen. it doesnt matter too much, right? we get to roll down the windows and jam to headbash to mr lynch's gangster rap music. yo yo yo homies. transter in da house.

in all seriousness though, wish us luck and keep your fingers crossed, ya? :3

wednesday-friday is prefect camp and so my absence from school for the rest of the week will no doubt create a gaping hole in my year 12 hsc studies that i will eventually fall into. and then drown in my own tears. cant afford to even miss a period of school-- talk about....6x4=24. and an additional 3 offline classes=27. missing out on 27 periods. that probably translates to death in chinese. but other than that, so excited to be spending 3 days with the prefect body!

margaret's blog has inspired me to speak about something that's been pestering at my un-groomed eyebrows. people who judge a whole person's existence based on nothing more than rumours, assumptions and inferences should not feel too snazzy about themselves. forming opinions on facts, fair enough, but to complain and invite hate based on things that are not true-- not cool. childish insults and threats are the worst way to express how one feels. and to do so in a public forum doesn't establish anyone as the superior one in the situation, nor does anybody gain anything from it. rather, it only sets one up one to be the point of interest and one to be the hypocrite. like my homegirl, cduongz, always tells me: TALK SHIT GET HIT. i dont endorse violence. but the values that my friend has laid upon me will not go to waste. i will preach it until i die, christie. the legend of the dugong. [harp plays]

enough philosophical wendzilla. a tremendously busy week lies ahead for me (again. always. i really need to quit life and focus on my hsc studies) but that's not to say i am not leaking with excitement! going to miss my group oh so much. nevertheless, going to make the most out of time with my fellow barristers and witness and prefects! love ya'll!

Labels: camp, mock trial

little high, little low! little hey, little ho! how have your holidays been, petals? i'm going to try articulate this in a chronological order but just so you know, i am bursting with excitement from today's events. hehehe.

tuesday meant waking up at 5 in the morning with the worst migraine, a scratchy and very sore throat and a high temperature. this only got worse as i was at around 39.4°C by 9am. was forced to stay home and miss out on vivian's scavenger hunt, that annoyed me so much. spent the rest of the day in bed entertaining myself with movies i rented from the video store two days before. at one point i started to contemplate how i had gotten this dreaded illness. started to blame the dvd cases and the germs that come with holding things that a gazillion people touch. moved into my parent's bed to avoid contracting more germs from said dvd cases. now i understand the purpose of dettol. moving on before all the mysophobics die!

was still feeling like all hell was going to break loose at any time in my throat on wednesday, but since my temperature was back to normal and my ability to walk was restored i got myself out of bed. started feeling so much better considering that the headaches were gone and i could conduct movement along a straight line. decided i'd dragged myself out to see avi. some people are so lucky but dont even know it. watched 500 days of summer, that made everything better. and this time, there was no dirty dvd cases to further infect me. i must say, a took good care of me. but failed to feed me. so i did my truong homework and ignored him for a while. success. i got maltesers. and i think his sister hates me. the end.

other activities that have been carried out in my holidays occurring before today that are worth mentioning include eating chocolate bavarian slices, procrastinating and playing isketch. oh, and reading my very hungry caterpillar book and playing with my caterpillar puppet!







today, so far and by far, was the best day of my holidays! so after avi failed to feed me (okay, he made me some kind of english muffin thing but come on, i'm asian. where's the rice or rice paper rolls or rice crackers at?!) i decided i'd take him down to cabramatta to show him how it's really done. kidding. kidding about the showing him how it's really done part. i actually took him, alright. i'm not cheap. i paid. no, i'm lying about that too. okay. anyway. -cease rambling-

we went to eat yum cha after the twitter fambam had some sort of decent discussion and complaints on it. quite a few mentions of how delicious it was amongst the odd "yum cha is confusing". which did nothing but ignite my cravings. remember the good ol' days where the yum cha upstairs had free heart shaped balloons for everyone? thanh tam, the new restaurant that has taken over, took two times to become 'good' to me and two times after that to become my favourite yum cha place. avi and i spent too much time bitching to eat and only had three plates. the poor boy. dont boys eat a lot? oooooh avi, are you on a diet?! avi, you are a strong independent black woman who dont need no man. anyway. and then he paid as well and i'm still feeling terrible over it. iou $10.

went to get fruit shakes afterwards and avi was being all girly and chucking the i-dont-know-you-choose-for-me so i was like bitch, fine, i will. gave him kiwi, rockmelon and watermelon. and i got my usual strawberry, watermelon and pineapple. and then i see some kid with carrot juice in his cup and i do a double take and there it is: carrots on the other side of the shop. why do they put it there, how is a short asian girl like me supposed to see that? i think i screamed a bit. and then sipped on my shake and exited bkk. all's well that ends well, i like to say.

the amount of fabric stores in cabramatta reminded me of my desire to acquire ribbon for my hair. i kind of wasnt so keen at first. that's just because my attitude about everything is just lazy. and reluctant. avi's encouraging push resulted in being rejected by two consecutive side-by-side fabric stores that both said, "sorry, no, we don't have any ribbon." that was when i got this motivation to find some. i don't know where, how, who, what or why. probably just the inner fighter in me trying to prove those two stores wrong. showing them that yes, i can acquire ribbon in cabramatta and i will! i will! if it's the last thing i do!

so. we had to train it to fairfield because all the other fabric stores in cabramatta were stupid and didn't have ribbon. i vaguely recalled some small store in fairfield near neeta city that i visited when i was around 7 or 8 to buy ribbon for the exact same purpose. avi's enthusiasm (or tolerance of me...i'd like to think he enjoyed it too) was surprising to me and i appreciate/d it oh so much! come on, what boy would hop on the train just to help me pursue my dreams of acquiring ribbon for my hair? took us a good 20 minutes to find the shop, but we did! in yo face, cabramatta fabric stores.

entered the gem that is ali's wool & craft in that alleyway of pebbles. wool, thread, feathers, glitter, sewing machines, tie-on collars and most importantly, ribbon! best of all: everything was colour coordinated. now, that, i'd get into bed with anyday. took a while to decide but i got there and now i have ribbon, yay! a big hug to avi for helping/putting up with/holding all the ribbon rolls/protecting me around weird people at fairfield/teaching me how to buying ribbon works. he knew more than me, i'm not kidding.



had a great day with a! i've never been so free with my day outs and have always had to have some sort of plan. went home and started to become a bit nervous for my first driving lesson. or better said as the first time i get to drive on actual roads. most of you probably know i got my license in late december. my dad refuses to supervise or teach me in fear that i will crash and kill his beloved car. my experiences with driving can be summed up on a post-it note (literally) which would read "5 minutes of moving up and down on my driveway". so it was kind of exciting when my instructor said to me today after 5 minutes of explanation, "here, let's swap seats so you can drive."

my heart started racing and i was a bit scared. a bit, no, i was terrified. the wendzilla that has never driven before is now going to drive, i thought. and is going to crash. is going to mix up the accelerator and the brake. is going to kill the elderly as they cross the road. is going to drive straight through a roundabout. shut up, i forgot the instructor had a brake pedal on their side. hehehehe. gosh. it was so much fun.

the first few minutes meant getting used to braking. i have very bad motion sickness and started to feel sick for a while there...but then i got used to it, yay! after a few turns around the streets near my house, the instructor said, "we're going to go onto big roads now. it's cool, you'll be fine." i started whimpering i think because she started to console me some more rofl. #embarrassment. cabramatta rd and then to railway parade and then the hume highway. i didn't care that i was travelling 40km/h and everyone was taking over me, i had so much fun! the instructor said i did well for my first lesson. i'm going to be a safe driver, guys! ☺

and then i'll pick everybody up for mcdonald's at 2 in the morning and we can lie in the parking lot and look up at the stars and dream about our futures and contemplate our lives and then get kicked out because macca's at fairfield has a 20 minute parking limit, i think?









have finally found the time to blog about my heels! these are the first two pairs of heels i ever bought and owned. i absolutely adore these babies. the silver ones are the heels i wore to my formal last year and the multi-coloured pair was worn this year to the informal. i actually bought both pairs when i was shopping in year 6. 12 year old me decided that i must have and will wear the multi-coloured ones to my year 12 formal. the silver ones were just too gorgeous to leave in the shop. both are from sandler-- my favourite shoe brand! the quality is amazing. anybody recall my kitty flats? the ones that i bought for my year 6 farewell and ended up wearing til late last year before i had to let them go because they broke in half? yeah. cool story. my shoes and i go way back!

as i travel further and further down this road that is leading me to the commencement of year 12, i'm waving temporary goodbyes to my social life. this holidays has been, with no doubt, the most carefree in a long, long, long time. no pending exams, no piano calling me to practise it. but of course, it is bittersweet with the overarching thought of beginning the final year of high school. i'm not going to say the most important because each and every year at hurlstone has counted to me. nervous, yes, but also enthusiastic to tackle the next twelve months with the loveliest group of people; hahs class of 2012. we're gonna come, see and conquer the damn hsc!

Labels: holidays

must and will blog about prefect camp very soon. i'm just finding it a bit hard to put everything into words. that camp was absolutely amazing and changed me as a person so my attempts to archive it on this blog has been a string of failures so far: i dont feel like i'm doing it justice! i think i'll even upload the speech that i presented on election night -blushes- we'll seeeee! but enjoy this wishlist for just a bit longer, penguins! tata!

l-r: blossoming belle , cherry meringue, rosedust, old fashioned romance, raining petals, sophisticate and kaboodle, at its sweetest, mount san jacinto, rink side romance top, foam design, dressed to thrill, muddled mint, swan cloud in blue, draping devotion
shoes: bow them how, gallery cafe sandal, gold oriented flats, electric rainbow flat

Labels: wishlist

a marshmallow for you and for you and for you!

tomorrow, the mock trial team will be departing hurlstone agricultural high school at 0745 to travel to queanbeyan (apparently canberra's next door neighbour. ya i didnt know that either) for our quarter final trial! we are currently top 8 in nsw and hopefully hurlstone can advance past this round into the semis.

if not, i would still like to give a gigantic hug to my team as a collective group because you guys have definitely, definitely made mock trial one of the best things i have ever been involved in. of course, like any other group, we've had our disagreements. and over the silliest things sometimes but look how far we've gotten! it's a bit yellow-corn-kernel-ly to say but each and every of you have made every early morning, late afternoon and the many hours of preparation in between worth it. the point of working hard on something and achieving great results is elevated by you guys to something so enjoyable and exciting. whatever happens tomorrow will happen. it doesnt matter too much, right? we get to roll down the windows and jam to headbash to mr lynch's gangster rap music. yo yo yo homies. transter in da house.

in all seriousness though, wish us luck and keep your fingers crossed, ya? :3

wednesday-friday is prefect camp and so my absence from school for the rest of the week will no doubt create a gaping hole in my year 12 hsc studies that i will eventually fall into. and then drown in my own tears. cant afford to even miss a period of school-- talk about....6x4=24. and an additional 3 offline classes=27. missing out on 27 periods. that probably translates to death in chinese. but other than that, so excited to be spending 3 days with the prefect body!

margaret's blog has inspired me to speak about something that's been pestering at my un-groomed eyebrows. people who judge a whole person's existence based on nothing more than rumours, assumptions and inferences should not feel too snazzy about themselves. forming opinions on facts, fair enough, but to complain and invite hate based on things that are not true-- not cool. childish insults and threats are the worst way to express how one feels. and to do so in a public forum doesn't establish anyone as the superior one in the situation, nor does anybody gain anything from it. rather, it only sets one up one to be the point of interest and one to be the hypocrite. like my homegirl, cduongz, always tells me: TALK SHIT GET HIT. i dont endorse violence. but the values that my friend has laid upon me will not go to waste. i will preach it until i die, christie. the legend of the dugong. [harp plays]

enough philosophical wendzilla. a tremendously busy week lies ahead for me (again. always. i really need to quit life and focus on my hsc studies) but that's not to say i am not leaking with excitement! going to miss my group oh so much. nevertheless, going to make the most out of time with my fellow barristers and witness and prefects! love ya'll!

Labels: camp, mock trial

little high, little low! little hey, little ho! how have your holidays been, petals? i'm going to try articulate this in a chronological order but just so you know, i am bursting with excitement from today's events. hehehe.

tuesday meant waking up at 5 in the morning with the worst migraine, a scratchy and very sore throat and a high temperature. this only got worse as i was at around 39.4°C by 9am. was forced to stay home and miss out on vivian's scavenger hunt, that annoyed me so much. spent the rest of the day in bed entertaining myself with movies i rented from the video store two days before. at one point i started to contemplate how i had gotten this dreaded illness. started to blame the dvd cases and the germs that come with holding things that a gazillion people touch. moved into my parent's bed to avoid contracting more germs from said dvd cases. now i understand the purpose of dettol. moving on before all the mysophobics die!

was still feeling like all hell was going to break loose at any time in my throat on wednesday, but since my temperature was back to normal and my ability to walk was restored i got myself out of bed. started feeling so much better considering that the headaches were gone and i could conduct movement along a straight line. decided i'd dragged myself out to see avi. some people are so lucky but dont even know it. watched 500 days of summer, that made everything better. and this time, there was no dirty dvd cases to further infect me. i must say, a took good care of me. but failed to feed me. so i did my truong homework and ignored him for a while. success. i got maltesers. and i think his sister hates me. the end.

other activities that have been carried out in my holidays occurring before today that are worth mentioning include eating chocolate bavarian slices, procrastinating and playing isketch. oh, and reading my very hungry caterpillar book and playing with my caterpillar puppet!







today, so far and by far, was the best day of my holidays! so after avi failed to feed me (okay, he made me some kind of english muffin thing but come on, i'm asian. where's the rice or rice paper rolls or rice crackers at?!) i decided i'd take him down to cabramatta to show him how it's really done. kidding. kidding about the showing him how it's really done part. i actually took him, alright. i'm not cheap. i paid. no, i'm lying about that too. okay. anyway. -cease rambling-

we went to eat yum cha after the twitter fambam had some sort of decent discussion and complaints on it. quite a few mentions of how delicious it was amongst the odd "yum cha is confusing". which did nothing but ignite my cravings. remember the good ol' days where the yum cha upstairs had free heart shaped balloons for everyone? thanh tam, the new restaurant that has taken over, took two times to become 'good' to me and two times after that to become my favourite yum cha place. avi and i spent too much time bitching to eat and only had three plates. the poor boy. dont boys eat a lot? oooooh avi, are you on a diet?! avi, you are a strong independent black woman who dont need no man. anyway. and then he paid as well and i'm still feeling terrible over it. iou $10.

went to get fruit shakes afterwards and avi was being all girly and chucking the i-dont-know-you-choose-for-me so i was like bitch, fine, i will. gave him kiwi, rockmelon and watermelon. and i got my usual strawberry, watermelon and pineapple. and then i see some kid with carrot juice in his cup and i do a double take and there it is: carrots on the other side of the shop. why do they put it there, how is a short asian girl like me supposed to see that? i think i screamed a bit. and then sipped on my shake and exited bkk. all's well that ends well, i like to say.

the amount of fabric stores in cabramatta reminded me of my desire to acquire ribbon for my hair. i kind of wasnt so keen at first. that's just because my attitude about everything is just lazy. and reluctant. avi's encouraging push resulted in being rejected by two consecutive side-by-side fabric stores that both said, "sorry, no, we don't have any ribbon." that was when i got this motivation to find some. i don't know where, how, who, what or why. probably just the inner fighter in me trying to prove those two stores wrong. showing them that yes, i can acquire ribbon in cabramatta and i will! i will! if it's the last thing i do!

so. we had to train it to fairfield because all the other fabric stores in cabramatta were stupid and didn't have ribbon. i vaguely recalled some small store in fairfield near neeta city that i visited when i was around 7 or 8 to buy ribbon for the exact same purpose. avi's enthusiasm (or tolerance of me...i'd like to think he enjoyed it too) was surprising to me and i appreciate/d it oh so much! come on, what boy would hop on the train just to help me pursue my dreams of acquiring ribbon for my hair? took us a good 20 minutes to find the shop, but we did! in yo face, cabramatta fabric stores.

entered the gem that is ali's wool & craft in that alleyway of pebbles. wool, thread, feathers, glitter, sewing machines, tie-on collars and most importantly, ribbon! best of all: everything was colour coordinated. now, that, i'd get into bed with anyday. took a while to decide but i got there and now i have ribbon, yay! a big hug to avi for helping/putting up with/holding all the ribbon rolls/protecting me around weird people at fairfield/teaching me how to buying ribbon works. he knew more than me, i'm not kidding.



had a great day with a! i've never been so free with my day outs and have always had to have some sort of plan. went home and started to become a bit nervous for my first driving lesson. or better said as the first time i get to drive on actual roads. most of you probably know i got my license in late december. my dad refuses to supervise or teach me in fear that i will crash and kill his beloved car. my experiences with driving can be summed up on a post-it note (literally) which would read "5 minutes of moving up and down on my driveway". so it was kind of exciting when my instructor said to me today after 5 minutes of explanation, "here, let's swap seats so you can drive."

my heart started racing and i was a bit scared. a bit, no, i was terrified. the wendzilla that has never driven before is now going to drive, i thought. and is going to crash. is going to mix up the accelerator and the brake. is going to kill the elderly as they cross the road. is going to drive straight through a roundabout. shut up, i forgot the instructor had a brake pedal on their side. hehehehe. gosh. it was so much fun.

the first few minutes meant getting used to braking. i have very bad motion sickness and started to feel sick for a while there...but then i got used to it, yay! after a few turns around the streets near my house, the instructor said, "we're going to go onto big roads now. it's cool, you'll be fine." i started whimpering i think because she started to console me some more rofl. #embarrassment. cabramatta rd and then to railway parade and then the hume highway. i didn't care that i was travelling 40km/h and everyone was taking over me, i had so much fun! the instructor said i did well for my first lesson. i'm going to be a safe driver, guys! ☺

and then i'll pick everybody up for mcdonald's at 2 in the morning and we can lie in the parking lot and look up at the stars and dream about our futures and contemplate our lives and then get kicked out because macca's at fairfield has a 20 minute parking limit, i think?









have finally found the time to blog about my heels! these are the first two pairs of heels i ever bought and owned. i absolutely adore these babies. the silver ones are the heels i wore to my formal last year and the multi-coloured pair was worn this year to the informal. i actually bought both pairs when i was shopping in year 6. 12 year old me decided that i must have and will wear the multi-coloured ones to my year 12 formal. the silver ones were just too gorgeous to leave in the shop. both are from sandler-- my favourite shoe brand! the quality is amazing. anybody recall my kitty flats? the ones that i bought for my year 6 farewell and ended up wearing til late last year before i had to let them go because they broke in half? yeah. cool story. my shoes and i go way back!

as i travel further and further down this road that is leading me to the commencement of year 12, i'm waving temporary goodbyes to my social life. this holidays has been, with no doubt, the most carefree in a long, long, long time. no pending exams, no piano calling me to practise it. but of course, it is bittersweet with the overarching thought of beginning the final year of high school. i'm not going to say the most important because each and every year at hurlstone has counted to me. nervous, yes, but also enthusiastic to tackle the next twelve months with the loveliest group of people; hahs class of 2012. we're gonna come, see and conquer the damn hsc!

Labels: holidays