Absence Without Official Leave (AWOL)

I've been AWOL, haven't i?

Well, i was supposed to catch up with life and work- but you know what they say about good intentions and things going tits up (that means things going badly, screwed up......picked up the phrase from my placement on a breast firm).

The thing is, things haven't gone tits up at all. I went to see Linkin Park (again!!!) on monday- i manage to score cheap tickets (with much work, calling and class-skipping) and dragged my flatmate along. It wasn't excellent, we got seating tickets but with straight on view of the stage. We didnt sit for long though- ended up standing and jumping in something like 1.5 feet of space- a slip and i'll fall headlong down the seats (the show was at the O2 arena- built stadium-like with very steep seating). The music was the best (would anyone expect anything less?) and Biffy Clyro (the opening act) impressed as well.

Finally joined the gym, but im been a bit slack with the training. I've gotta keep up- me and a flatmate have a little bet going on-ive gotta be fighting fit and looking hot for a day on the beach in September. There's the bumps (a rowing race) too, and health reasons.....but health reasons are never enough. For once there isnt a man behing this new motivation to exercise, perhaps that is why im not super-motivated. There isnt a man worth obsessing about though, so i guess i just gotta do without.

Been skipping a lot of class- i cant seem to get outta bed. I get up when the alarm goes off, but i have a habit of lingering in bed for no good reason. It's ok once and awhile, but im doing this daily. Work is abandoned for moping about, doing nothing. At least now its blogging, so that's ok....

The piercing is giving me trouble- im back to warm salt water soaks for that tiny spot under my lip. Im gonna get a ring fitted in soon, whenever i get around to a piercer's. I worry, because my labret is placed waaay too far below my lip that i need a ridiculously large (and uncomfy) ring or have to get one of those silly lip loop thingys. Or re-pierce. Maybe not. Jewellery is expensive too....tsk tsk

Easter headache

i wanna go somewhere amazing, somewhere i've never been to.......come easter holidays end march.



I had the plans, even the means. The only thing was i had no one to go with. However brave and brash i seem; i'm actually rational, quite safe and concerned with safety. That is why i waited for someone to agree to come with me to Morroco. The person could not go due to parental pressure to return home. And now that i've gathered enough courage to go for it on my own, the tickets are too expensive.



There was Greece, but its too expensive for now. And no one wants to travel with me. No one.



In addition to my schedule being totally different from everyone from other uni, the ones that have the same schedule as me have declined my earnest invitations to come travelling. Instead they accepted later invitations by other of my so-called friends.



It must be me.



Now that ticket prices are pricier.....im unsure. Greece was outta the picture early- too expensive all around. Morocco is still possible because flights may be pricy, but at least on the ground it should be cheaper.



If i didnt have a summer to save money for, i'd splurge and go Morroco. At the moment, summer is hanging in balance. Im not sure if i can make the cut for the conference. Im not sure my claims will come through.

So, i've decided to see friends and tour Ireland. No, the movie P.S I Love You had nothing to do with it. It was all down to Ryan Air and St.Patrick.

never wait,

look before you follow

believe,

have faith

you are best when you are brave

Punctuality

I have a nasty habit of being late when taking my clothes outta the coin-operated washing machines in our basement. Usually, i get away with it. Rarely someone would come along that wanted to use the machine, so they'll pile the clothes up on the machine, or pop it in the laundry bag. Today someone did something amazing.

She had folded up each and every item of clothing i had (damp still) and stacked them up on the washing machine in two neat piles. On top of those there was a small mound of my knickers and a bras, nicely stacked with straps tucked away.

Im slightly appaled at the idea of someone going through my clothes like that- its kinda creepy....

inspired cupcakes

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Nasi air

I see the light
It's shining bright
I think I'll have some supper tonight
Nasi air, sudu tak pernah cukup
Yang tinggal hanya pinggan dan mangkuk........
Sometimes i feel like genocide*
Sometimes i feel like suicide
But...............
I see the light
It's shining bright..............

-Thanks kiki for the inspired lyrics...... too bad i dont remember the rest, but one of us will
*we were kids when we made this song up, waaay before people started shooting their classmates. Waaaay before i actually knew what genocide meant. Gun laws are a good idea, because depressed 16 year olds will always exist.

I made nasi air today- complete with sambal! Replace the kangkung with spinach and voila! It's nostalgic and yummy......

Accompanied by apple tea......this convalescent likes to eat well....

there's a lot to be thankful for

I should be writing about how great my holiday was. There was good food (too much of it), plenty of friends (new and old) and hijinks.

But all that comes to mind is how blessed life is.

Im ill at the moment- a nasty cold that leaves my head fuzzy and my body aching. Yet, i cant complain too much.

Im praying for another good year.
For love, wisdom and fun. To have them watched over; protected and safe. For our success.