How many more clichés do you want, man?
Me, myself and I
Annie the Amazing Durian

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Nina, Jean Bond, Yu San, Lilian, Hani, Choon Ling, William, Kamal, Ash, Fabian, Tariq and Jay

Random ramblings…
Should I describe myself? There really isn't much point, right, seeing that the people that visit this blog know me already, and oh I'm already rambling aren't I, I'm good at this although I have no idea where I'm going with this train of thought. (choo choo~!)

It's my final year at Monash Uni. I'm in the Mad Scientist Faculty, you can spot us easily because we'll be the ones that look so tense we're about to bleed through our ears (except maybe the Engineering Faculty might be worse off than us). I don't want stress. Don't want. No. Go away.

Hey, what else can be said? Err... Feel free to hate me because I have a sad and un-happening life? Yeah, I think that should be good enough.

*kiss kiss*

Archives: 2002
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Archives: 2001
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*raises eyebrows*
~ Saturday, March 30, 2002 ~ 03:39 p.m. ~

My Kimi has a tattoo. You'll never believe what symbol it is. Unfortunately I can't find a pic to link to so you guys can see it.... Suffice to say it is very cute. Like my Kimi.

Eeeeeeeee Brazilian GP qualifying on tonight! Ganbatte, my Finnish Duck!

F: So which driver do you support?
Me: My Kimi, of course!
F: Who?
Me: Kimi! You know, Raikkonen!
F: Oh, the new McLaren guy. What's his name?
Me: *Kimi*.
F: I mean his real name.
Me: That *is* his real name.
F: Oh... I thought it was your nickname for him. Sounds like a girl!

Have I mentioned I've got two assignments and three Mid-sem exam papers coming round? Yes? Well, despite all of that I'm still tempted to do things for my fandom, which right now is Slam Dunk... The computer seems to be whispering, "make screencaps... make screencaps..."

To Choon Leng: I can't quite get my head around the idea that the first kid can still remain as ajk of the Kelab Pencegah Jenayah *and* a prefect. What, he's gonna prevent crime by beating all the other kids to it first? >_<

~ Annie the Procrastinating Durian ~

Food item of the day
Kraft's Red Bean Pau.

Still blurgh....
~ Friday, March 29, 2002 ~ 10:39 p.m. ~

What bishounen type is your favourite?

By ShoSen of Totally Kawaii!

BTW... Thank you Jean, for mentioning that particularly horrible scenario. Blurrrghh.... *gags*

Genetics was horrible today. Swore in four languages, go me.

PS. I am home! One week off! But after that I've got two assignments and THREE Mid-year Exam papers! Hahahahaha.... I would like to swear more but unfortunately my parents are around so slip of the tongue might bring the swearing into a language they'll recognise. Blech blech blech!!!

Need to go out. Need to release stress.

~ Annie the Gagging Durian ~

Activity of the day
Testing my car brakes. Hmm. They seem to overheat quickly nowadays.

K for kawaii!
~ Thursday, March 28, 2002 ~ 08:03 p.m. ~

I've been meaning to rant about this for quite a while now but somehow never got around to doing it...

One of my lecturers is so kawaii!!! EeeeeEEeeeEEEee! He's so nerdy and adorable and makes stupid jokes and nerdy and really into his subject and NERDY!! He reminds me a lot of my ex-Chemistry teacher in school, except he's less of an arse and more of an ADORABLE little bugger. Heeheehee...

Dr K: Okay, most of you have asked to get an extension of the time your assignment is due.
Various classmates: Yeah! Yah! 9 o'clock is too early, sir!
Dr K: So I have decided to be considerate and change the time. It's now due at 10 o'clock.
Various swearing and protests by the rest of the class.
Me: Kawaii!!!

Well, he *is*! It's like he tries to be fierce but he's just too adorable to pull it off! I make it a point to tell various of my classmates how cute he is at least once during his lectures and/or tutorials and/or labs.

Dr K: I just wanted to remind you that anyone who fails their theory or practical portion will have to retake this subject next year.
Me: Why is he smiling?
Friend: He can't wait to fail some of us.
Me: Morbid bastard. Kawaii!


~ Annie the Metasizes Durian ~

Damn-my-poor-wallet of the day
Dining at Secret Recipe.

Speed demonness
~ Wednesday, March 27, 2002 ~ 10:45 a.m. ~

Yesterday helped two of my housemates dye their hair chestnut brown before dragging them to Carrefour. Got the Whopper I'd been craving, making the usual orgasmic sounds of delight when I finally sank my teeth into the burger. I love Burger King. Wheeee~!

Found the second Moulin Rouge soundtrack! I want it! I want it I want it! Unfortunately they only had it on CD, and I spent about 20 minutes arguing with myself (and my housemates) on whether I should buy it or not. Ended up not buying it, saying I'd look for the cassette, and so compensated by buying the Amy Mastura album I've been searching for.

Was pretty fun actually. Two insane girls and one sane one, circling Carrefour with not much purpose other than to kill some time. Made fools of ourselves, as usual. Nice. ^_^ And I also scared them when driving back to college because I was speeding, because they're so used to me being the budak baik etc. I told them I only speed at night, because you're supposed to speed at night. The logic works in my head, all right?!

Another blah translation...

The stars twinkle in the sky
But only one catches my eye
Only one among a thousand
Is the one I want

Twinkling in its design
Only one star can enter my heart
Only you among a thousand
Has won me over

Come on into my life
Bringing the light of your love
Come on into my life
Now it is you that I miss

In my eyes you are different
The glow within you touches me
You are the star that shines
With a hidden light

Star of my heart, you are the light
Giving me all of your love
My heart is so restless and impatient
As I wait for you

The stars twinkle in the sky
But the one that gets my attention
Is you, one in a thousand, my choice
I only miss you

~ Annie the Plate-Counting Durian ~

Dish of the day
Burger King's Whopper! Muahahahaha!

~ Tuesday, March 26, 2002 ~ 04:56 p.m. ~

Massive craving for Burger King's Whopper and so am gonna drag my housemates to Carrefour tonite whether they like it or not. I need meat.

Oh yes, the Oscars. I guess it's my turn to go... Oh yeah. *blink blink* Yay for Jenny C, awwsh for LotR, ooooh for Halle Berry, whatever for Shrek, you-stupid-bastards!! for my Baz. *sigh* Oscars. Psh.

Class politics suck big time! Apparently there's been quite a bit of drama in my batch, but I didn't notice anything until a friend pointed it out to me a coupla days ago. So okay.... I would've thought that uni students would be more mature about this kinda thing, which I view as downright pathetic. There's cliques and snubbing and the cool people and the nerds and everything! Eaargh... I'm lucky to report I'm in the "don't care what other people think of us" group. Blech. It's school over again.

And in the middle of Enviro Microb class yesterday my muse hit me with her club again. Bad headache. Cis. Don't need this right now, thank you very much, major assignment due in less than two weeks, barely started yo!

~ Annie the Proudly Nerdy Durian ~

Experiment of the day
Testing the water-cooller water for microbes. Ick.

Cih. It's Monday again.
~ Monday, March 25, 2002 ~ 08:30 a.m. ~

[If I were an online test, I would be The James Bond Villain Personality Test]

I'm The James Bond Villain Personality Test!

I live in a fictional world of spies and blonde women with ridiculous names, and I like to give people plenty of options. Although whether they're villainous is not optional.

Click here to find out which test you are!

Dreamt of Matthew Modine last night. He was my roommate in the hostel, and he was rearing kittens and pigeons in his duffle bag. Err, okay.

Blech of the day
Class clique politics. I thought I left all of that behind in school. >_<

Macaroni and cheese
~ Saturday, March 23, 2002 ~ 09:47 p.m. ~

*happy dance* They're showing the final season of Xena on Starworld!

Oh and Jean, do not smack me, but who's John Carey again?

You are Spaceman Spiff!
Zounds! You are the intrepid Spaceman Spiff, the engaging explorer ensconsed in an unending universe of exotic and evil extraterrestrials! You're brave, but you should give that dictionary a rest.
Take the What Calvin are You? Quiz by contessina_2000@yahoo.com!

They're gonna freeze to death
~ Saturday, March 23, 2002 ~ 11:41 a.m. ~

Thursday: Button Day in the Microb Lab. Started when one of my classmates pulled off two buttons from his labcoat, and then the boys proceeded to play all sorts of useless games with it. *sigh* Boys are so easily amused.

Friday: Secondary Button Day in Genetics Lab. I mean, what is up with those boys and the buttons? During the madness I was also attacked with rubber bands, but managed to retaliate. You'd think we're kindgarten kids, not final year uni students.

And then went to MidValley to watch Metropolis with Nina. Date-o! Hahahahaha! And I know I ran around the cinema, but was I going "Wheeee"? I know I was doing the whole bunny-hop because I was cold, though. Oh, and she looked *very pretty* in her new hot pink baju kurung. Set? Bagus! (drawing on your blog very nice... whylar you got to be so talented?)

The movie itself cool. The retro look was very de nice. Crazy Boy aka The Rock That Keeps Refusing To Die was very creepy although I found his voice to be quite sexy. The animation was mind-boggling, too much to look at! But in a good way, yar.

At home watched Khabie Kushi Khabie Gham for the first time. I cried, but that's just me, right. Although sweet n touching bla bla bla, the movie is just pushing the envelope of cheesiness! When Shah Rukh appeared during the delusional love duet in Egypt (why Egypt?) in the see-through shirt, I start screeching in horror. Had to hide behind a cushion. And I still find Hrithik Roshan rather creepy...

I'm starting to get fond of the Malay-dubbed Slam Dunk on ntv7 Sat mornings.

Voices they got right: Sakuragi, Rukawa, Ayako, Sendoh, Uozomi
Voices they got wrong: Akagi, Kogure, Anzai-sensei, Hikochi (dead wrong!)

Translation key
Do'aho = bodoh
Tensai = wira
Kitsune = *hasn't been used yet*

But I can't get the hang of everyone calling everyone else by the first names (minus Akagi and Kogure). Well, maybe for Hanamichi that's still okay, but everyone (including the cheerleaders) are using "Kaede" and in my head that's just wrong. And I'm particularly miffed that they've changed Sendoh's name to Ace. Good god, why?

And also thanks to the Malay-dubbed one, I was able to watch the eppies right from the beginning, including that one eppie that is now officially one of my faves... Akagi got Rukawa to show Sakuragi how to make the basic lay-up, but Sakuragi kept throwing balls at Rukawa to make him screw-up. Then when Sakuragi tried to do a lay-up for the third time, Rukawa hit him with a ball to the head.

Sakuragi: Who threw that?!
Rukawa: (looks at his hand) It slipped.

Kogure then tried to mend things.

[Sakuragi looks rather subdued and apologetic.]
Sakuragi: Sorry, Rukawa. I apologise for being such an idiot. Can you show me how to do the lay-up?
Rukawa: No problem.
Everyone's speechless and impressed.
Kogure: Great!
Rukawa goes to do the lay-up, but then Sakuragi throws a whole rack of basketballs on him.
Sakuragi: Hahahaha — sorry, it's an accident! (continues to throw balls at him)


~ Annie the Clogged-Ear Durian ~

Nice discovery of the day
Caramel popcorn! Yummy!

The Rock's mock swok wok
~ Thursday, March 21, 2002 ~ 08:38 a.m. ~

Dreamt of Kimi again. This time he was at a concert hall with some of the other drivers, and I was a violinist going to perform solo for them (think Vanessa-Mae). I remember getting rather jittery and wanting to impress them, especially Kimi. He was wearing a grey/white tux. So what does *this* dream mean?

During the Microb lecture - we were *two* rows from the front:
HL: This is very very very boring.
Me: Woi!
HL: Oh, did I say that out loud?

Oh, and I lost my momentum yesterday. Ran around screeching and cursing and banged my head on the desk a few times. My roommate was very amused. May be funny, although I do not think so. Still feeling the residues of panic and paranoia.

~ Annie the Possibly-Overreacting Durian ~

Clothe item of the day
White socks. Nice in cold classrooms.

Saja. Got time. Precious time.
~ Wednesday, March 20, 2002 ~ 08:47 a.m. ~

Dreamt of Kimi and the SMAP boys. Remember I thought Kimi was rather short. They were being thrown into a swimming pool, and one of the SMAP guys actually avoided letting his hair get wet. So what does this mean?

Just felt like doing this... A blah translation.

If my mind ever wanders to you
Though you're far away I keep you in my heart
I always feel like I want to return to you
Although I know things would be different
I never intended to leave forever

If my mind ever wanders to you
Though you're far away I keep you in my heart
Do you feel the same way I do?
Do you want to meet, but are too shy to
I never intended to leave you behind

As long as my mouth is able to speak
I want to tell you everything beautiful
And I would eagerly listen to all your curses
And praises that you'd heap upon me
We are still young when it comes to making decisions
Please forgive me, I want to return to you
If I can find a way to return to you

~ Annie the Stalling Durian ~

Accomplishment of the day
I am nerd. Yesssssss!

Why is Malaysia so panas?
~ Monday, March 18, 2002 ~ 08:29 a.m. ~

The Good: Saw my Duck. Got to hear the cars for real. Within the same vicinity as the Formula 1 circus. (wheee!) Saw M.Schumacher do some actual racing by clawing up from last place to 3rd. Both Saubers got points today - very good. *clap clap* Alex Yoong's car died in front of us - most of us at the Ferrari contingent waved at the poor guy. Ha ha ha. Oh, and Ralf won.

The Bad: My Duck's car blew up when he was in provisional second position. Grrrrr.... J.Button who was doing so well lost out on podium on the last bit. And my girlfriend and I nearly ran into a bunch of heavily drunk gwailos (before the race, mind) that were singing at the top of their voices.

The Ugly: It was so unbelievably hot. And the fried rice stunk big time. Complained about the heat to my mum afterward, she pretty much said it was my fault because I wanted to go and whining about it is just as useless. Well, yeah.

~ Annie the Sweating-Like-Mad Durian ~

Thought of the day (actually from yesterday)
When my Duck's car burned out... "So what do I do now?"

*squint squint wheeze*
~ Sunday, March 17, 2002 ~ 06:50 p.m. ~

Just got back home.

Bloody hot.

Temporarily deaf.

Kimi out. X|

Shall recap properly tomorrow.

Hey, I can do obscure remarks, too
~ Saturday, March 16, 2002 ~ 12:41 p.m. ~

It's The Amazing Flapping Annie!

*flap flap flap*

Simple-minded, yes. Go me.