Routinist

Liar.

Routine:
A set of customary and often mechanically performed procedures or activities

Life's become so redundant and repetitive.

Where're the thrills and spills I was promised?

Bored,

~*JJ*~

P.S.: Yes, babe. I'll get the pics up soon. Promise.

Halcyon

Those idyllic times are so in the pass.

Granted, studying life has never been a breeze but with all this work piling up…

Blah…

With all these uncompleted tasks, I feel like one of those overstressed, overworked office-cubicled people who pull out their hair everyday till the go bald early and look like fugly traumatized psychotic retards who rant on and on and never get to the point.

OH EM GEE, I ALREADY AM ONE. NYUUUUUUU~! T___T

But I have a very good reason, you know!

My workpile. Just after I unpacked my bag. And before I organise my table nice nice. xD

Um, ignore magazine. xDDD

The rest is ALL homework ok! And this is just the paperwork, how about those in my thumbdrive? Even setting Gaara's pic as my thumbdrive background is also not a cheer up anymore. D:

WARNING: SUPER DUPER LONG RANT ALERT

My to do list, all due by 30th March:

- Maths
A lot of questions ok! Math lecturer likes to play mind games with us -.-

- Bio
Haven’t done report or even started drawing my mitochondria or saccro-whatevers

- Chem tutorial
Ok this one is procrastination

- Chem lab report
No pics. All need full concentration 1!

- Finish scholarship application thingy for college

- Organize and file up some documents

- Seminar presentation
The looong presentation, 15-20 mins individual one. Blardi, like not enough stuff to memorize like that!

- MS
Fucking essay that I’m still having writer’s block with. RAWR!

- MS portfolio and presentation
Nabeh MS -.- At least the lecturer is interesting, though he digresses often

- English questionnaire
Someone in the team should pull their weight a bit more since they are SUPPOSED to be the most important member of all! BLAH!

- English essay for competition

- Comp tasks (AGAIN T.T)

- Buy present for my Devil boss

- Do stupid online test for JPA scholarship AND prepare for interview
The test is like about 500 questions! And we’re only allotted like 2 hours! WTF @*&^$#^!

- Going for interview means I need to shop for shoes =.=*
Coz apparently I don’t have pretty (but formal) enough shoes for an interview. Shopping is fun(!) unless you’ve a load of undone things to do. Like now.

- Update blog
Doing that now, one down! YOSH-ness.

- Update fanfics
I am such a mean mean writer to my readers; they’ve probably abandoned me by now. I know I would. T.T

- Some other random things that are not so urgent

GAH!

And and and, unlike high school where I didn’t care for about half the subjects I have to study, I actually care about these subjects!

Well, aside from MS la.

There is a reason why they call it MPW! Because no one would have taken it voluntarily.

Would you want to go for lame, obvious (and SOOO not working) brainwash attempts voluntarily? Didn’t think so.

Actually, I like History. Love it, in fact. Just don't like the way it's taught.

Times like these, I want the ability to freeze time. And just take a breather. Just a short one, I’m not being greedy.

Had this image in my head. Hastily drawn and definitely can't compare to some of my artist friends, but oh well. Had to draw it.

She's holding a lollipop by the way.

Ok, just found this picture which is actually kinda like what I had in mind too. Pretty huh.

But it's all...

Yup, freeze time. Like YY, missy Devil, can.

Yeah, I’m only the Grim Reaper. Sad, right?

Ok ok, rant over.

EFF WHY AI, this post is taking so long since I’m talking to chocolate milk boy, no wait, chocolate milk GIRL Samantha and my boss at the same time.

Boss! Smile for the camera!

SAMANTHA LEONG CHEE SEIM =D

Another note, I AM SO IMPROVING!

I no longer jerkily avoid cars that swerve too close to me (CCB how did they get their license in the first place?! RAWRRR~!) on the highway.

And give my mum mild heart attacks because of that.

Today, it rained so heavily from Damansara to Shah Alam. Poor visibility but I manage to drive all the way back!

Without any spasms on my mum’s side at that.

Yay me!

Right? Right?

*came home*

Me: Daddy, daddy! I drove all the way back even though its raining like that!

Dad: *smiles* then *ignores*

-.-

So? So? So? Can trust me to drive alone already or not? If not, I still feel just as limited as ever.

=.=

I’ve always liked how our garden looks when it rains.

I will now force UBER KAWAII pics of my doggies on you! Muahaha!

Shaggy has this stump of a tail, that when it wags, it's super cute!

JB likes to lick socks

Wore shoes today because we had an experiment, if not I wouldn't wear the for more than half a day! Like suffocating my feet like that!

I HEART flip flops! =)

And bite about everything else

JB's tail when wagging, pulak swishy and fast. We did consider naming him Wiper before. =D

Yes, I still love my phone. <333

Busy busy,

~*JJ*~

P.S. : Why am I still blogging with my hundred and one things not done yet?!

Someone smack some sense into me.

No, it's not an invitation for you to maim me. -.-

Odd One Out

Pick It Up

If anyone has heard me
Then take my hand to show me
Because no one can hear me
Every time I call out
Even when I seem to shout
Tired of being the odd one out

Someone come and get me
No longer want to be
Black sheep of the family
Try to get through to you
No connection going through
Pick it up pick it up
Why won’t you pick it up?

Stretching out to reach to you
To touch you and hug you too
Don’t push me away again
My body can’t take the pain
Each rejection like a wound
My soul’s blood shall dry up soon

Someone come and get me
No longer want to be
Black sheep of the family
Try to get through to you
No connection going through
Pick it up pick it up
Why won’t you pick it up?

Someone come and get me
No longer want to be
Black sheep of the family
Try to get through to you
No connection going through
Pick it up pick it up
Why won’t you pick it up?

Ringing over and over
Trying to bond together
Pick it up oh pick it up
Why won’t you just pick it up?

Silence,

~*JJ*~

P.S. : Excuse the ameture work. It's not very good; came up with it in less than 15 minutes.

Choices choices

I really don't quite care anymore.

You know what? I'll just go be a fucking shopkeeper for a kedai runcit ok?

Parents are suggesting things like pharmacy and dentistry when all I really want to do is vet science.

JJ says:
summore dad suggested dentistry

I do not have some strange desire to see mouths dripping with saliva for the rest of my life thank you very much.

јоиатнаи says:
yea

јоиатнаи says:
bad breath

JJ says:
anyway

JJ says:
parents are deciding for me and frankly i just wanna get it overy with

JJ says:
so i'll just go push them into nutrition or something

јоиатнаи says:
swt

јоиатнаи says:
what are ur other options leh

јоиатнаи says:
tell me dentistry oso i laugh =.=

Yes, plus bad breath.

I really do feel like 'frankly i just wanna get it overy with'.

Probably try to choose something bio or animal related then get some job, send my sis off to uni by then and save up enough to open a pet shop. Maybe marine bio or nutrition.

And just heard mum suggesting Monash to dad downstairs. Now talking to her friend about universities. -.-

Off to insist on a decision tonight. No more 'you should keep your options open' crap.

Toodles,

~*JJ*~

P.S. : Hehe, discount for Mr. Mole on HUSKEHS at my shop but only if I get to eat free!

Cookies And Cream

I want to push the rewind button on my life.

I want to be your ‘little girl’ again.

I want you to open doors for me, talk to me with affection, call me girl girl and make me feel like a princess again.

I want you to smile at me again.

I want you to smile at me like you really want me to be there.

I want lots of things, but I should stop wanting because the higher you fly, the harder you fall.

And I don’t want to fall anymore.

Inane wishing,

~*JJ*~

P.S. : Good luck my fellow SPM victims. All the best!

My Stand

I'm very relieved.

Finally, finally I was able to take my stand and say something, let out some of the things I've been keeping in for all this time.

And like her, you turned a deaf ear. But it's ok. I'm still glad I stood my ground and got it out. And that's what counts.

I'm sorry for being disrespectful but I'm not sorry for what I told you. I may go to hell for being so disrespectful, and to be honest, you'll never lose my love but you will never gain my respect again. But I don't take anything back.

I'm still smiling through these tears.

=)

I've always been so intimidated by you, fearing you because you're so big a presence in my life. And you still are, but now I can finally feel that I exist somewhat in that overwhelming presence of yours.

Before, I just broke down right from the start. It was all one-sided with you shouting at me and me cowering away.

Now, at least I managed to answer to you and tell you some of the things that I kept bottled up all this time.

Yes, I'm smiling. Because even though you broke me down again in the end, for the first few minutes, I felt stronger than I've ever felt before when I am with you.

So I thank whoever, whatever that gave me the strength, or rashness, to say those things. And ironically, though this is the first time I've had such a big row with you, I'm truly happy.

I will continue to work on it, so maybe one day we can get through to each other.

I won't give in just yet.

Love you,

~*JJ*~

When I Grow Up

The other day, I was talking with mummy in the car.

We were discussing further career options and academic pathways and all that stuff.

My parents aren't really supportive about my ambition. Admittedly, it isn't the smoothest road nor the most risk-free. But hey, it's my dream and it isn't that unreasonable.

So what if I choose a career that comes across to those 'frogs in a well' as unorthodox? Or my second choice isn't the most stable one around?

It's what I want to do, what I believe I will enjoy doing. I want to do this.

I get it that money is important in this world. Can't really live without money nowadays, not like those cavemen days where all you need to do was kill another cavemen, steal his femur, then go hunt a dinosaur or something.



And my choice will either crash and burn or provide a steady income.

But it's my choice so let me make it. I will bear whatever Karma decides to throw at me, be it good or bad.

Which reminds me, money issues.

*BEEP*

I don't think I'm ready to face it yet. I don't know how or what I am going to do, seriously. Just when I have a plan nicely laid out, someone or another will come and trample all over it again.

With spiked shoes to boot.

Nowadays, so many things are happening (and I'm not just talking about my future), I feel like hiding under a rock myself.



I think I'm gonna join those people who don't want to grow up. Stay a kid forever more.

Sounds awesome.

Kid,

~*JJ*~


P.S. : Screw Periodic Tables. Oh, and Spongebob rocks! :D

P.P.S. : I actually hate that PCD song.

I Wish

Can I fall into eternal slumber

Perpetual sleep forever and ever

Never to wake from this blessed saviour

Or at least until things get better

Echoes,

~*JJ*~

P.S. : Might make it into a song, not sure yet.