This is gold and just had to record this down :P

Me: Do you want an apple?

T: No.
Me: Why?

T: We (his flat of 6) had just bought a lot of apples at the market this morning remember?

Me: And so? Do you have them with you right now?

T: No...

Someone needs to get a bit more sleep I reckon. Heh heh. It's so -_-"' to the point of it being funny LOL.

And two Cal tests to beat before the start of the holidays. Might do the SI one first. Brain and behaviour depending on wether or not I can finish looking through the stuff that I should, which *ahem* I have not yet started upon.

Went to Uni Mart today with Sh, T, Q and omani. It's this new Korean shop that has just opened up in, of all places, North Dunedin. Don't know how often I would drop by there, seeing as it's quite a distance from where I am. In their advertisement, they advertised as selling korean, japanese, and chinese stuff. Though from what I can see, it's mostly Korean stuff, with a few items that were chinese and some Jap stuff. Not that it's all that bad, since the other two Asian shops that I know of and are reasonably close to where I am sell very little Korean stuff. To my great delight, they had sunflower seeds. Not those rubbish ones at the supermarket that are already shelled, but the proper ones that require cracking. Some people just don't know how to appreciate that -_-"', and just had to ask "why do you want the shells for? do you eat the shells?" No, I don't, but it contributes to part of the fun of eating sunflower seeds.

No practice for HX today. Don't know how long it's gonna stay alive either. Though I've a feeling I'm not the only one getting a bit tired of it now. Not sure if that's actually a good thing or no. Darn, not to mention I still haven't gotten my er hu back from the girl I lent it to last year. Darn. Darn I say, because I'll have to answer to mum and dad later, not because I actually want to play it anyway. Out of the whole of last year, I don't think I've handled it any more than 10 times??? :O!

You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realise that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all... Our memory is our coherance, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing... ~Luis Bunuel

KYOB lab was rather longwinded today. The tutor was good, very clear and certainly knew his stuff, but having to go through the hearing threshold tests and what not was boring. The test was meant to be done in peace and quiet (duh!) but all the time I could hear the people walking along the corridors, the people above, the cars outside and my own breathing... I demand retesting, since the results clearly show that my hearing is terrible. But then again, sitting there waiting for some sound waves to make an assault on my eardrum and pressing the response button isn't exactly stimulating. I was struggling to keep awake and appear interested to be honest, though I doubt the tutor noticed, which was just as well LOL!

Been to see the doctor as well. She didn't give a diagnosis but she recommended I never use Health Basics moisturisers ever again, and said to give up on the body wash as well. Right, so what am I to do with the extra bottle I have sitting in my room now? T_T Afterwards, it was a trot to the pharmacy for the hydrocortisone and alpha keri lotion and the sedative antihistamine, the last to make sure I don't wake up in the middle of the night with the itch. Losartadine hasn't been helping much at all, I still itch day and night *scratch scratch*. Sh, Q and T have had a hard time keeping an eye out for my naughty disobedient fingers, slapping them should they start trying to dig through my now red fiery skin... thanks to the poor dears. Hopefully it'll all settle down and I'll mercifully be struck down with amnesia selective for this incident... hold on, make that everyone that saw anything of my rashes as well then ^^ *evil laugh*

Can't seem to add a picture today, so you'll just have to be satisfied with my blah-ings :P

Dropped by student health today. Upon reaching the front desk I told the receptionist that I wanted to see a doctor, or preferably a dermatologist. With her unchanged straight expression, she replied that would I prefer to be referred to the sexual health clinic instead? *huh?* Laughing (why I can't say, I should have been offended rather now that I think of it LOL) I said no, just a doctor for my allergic rash. And without an apology and still with her straight unchanged facial expression, she said I can book you in for a Thursday appointment or would you rather have a nurse see you and decide if you require an earlier appointment. Foolishly thinking that I might pass as a person dying from DIT (someone added this while my back was turned) I said yes, sign me up for a 30 minute wait please. Miss Nurse wasn't convinced and booked me in for a thursday lunchtime appointment. NO!!! I could be dead from my scratching by then, or septicaemia due to bacteraemia secondary to my scratch wounds, or I could have darkened my future prospects by not being to stay awake in class from all my nightly itching episodes. LOL. Sh and Nat weren't impressed with puppy when they heard it... had he been flirting and therefore bringing home STDs? :O

Haven't been writing back to grandma in ages. Wonder if I should tell her about my 'abstinence' from rice. Funny how I haven't developed cravings for it yet. Partly because an even better option is there - corn. Haha. That, along with peanut butter and bread/ hot cross buns and other stuff to fill me up to the brim is basically what I call my usual dinner at the moment. I wonder how healthy that is?? After I'm done with the corn we shall see if rice works with peanut butter then. Everything seems to work well with it so I don't see why not. Kekekeke. Do I boil the rice in peanut butter stock? Or do I mix it in after the rice is cooked? Hmm Hmmm..... at least I know that I have a guinea pig handy to try it out on. Heh heh.

Followed Sh to her rehearsal thingy yesterday for some production that the Otago Chinese Association or other that they were planning to have. Apparently it's been going on for 59 years, and according to an un-named source, if you're a chinese here you should know about it. Riiight, I've asked around and no one seems to have ever heard of it. No wonder he was complaining about the poor response from uni students. Smart *raises left eyebrow*. And a rather sad waste of time as well. The whole thing took up one and a half hours of our time. It's not much and I wouldn't care, if they hadn't wasted it by making us wait for nothing, just for a bunch of people to turn up late and because they hadn't taken into account how big Sh's instrument was. *Raises other eyebrow*. You invited Sh to play, and knows what instrument she plays and yet have no idea how big it is? You've got to be kidding me.

The dream scene they had wasn't too bad, but it was too brief to say much about how the entire play will turn out to be. Sh's piece did add to the surrealism of the scene I must say. How often do you get a spiderman wannabe and weirdo basketball player stuck in slow mo and your regular Mr Moir look-alike angmoh teacher doing qi gong in your dream?? Never in my life probably. I get normal stuff like man-eating octupi that burst out from museum aquariums, and about flying to escape punishment for not doing my homework. Yup, poster girl for normalcy ^^\/. And I got to see firsthand how blind love is. A young girl from some city in Peking is some old balding angmoh's 'bini'. Sure, love is blind, but someone old enough to be your grandpa? All wrinkly and white haired (soon to be no-hair too!)?! That's not surprising yet. The only reason I actually noticed them was because she spoke to him in Chinese with that Peking accent, and then he answered, in perfect Chinese (and with the Peking accent too)! *jaw drops* But then that's still not gonna make me give an ah pek a second look. Not unless he's some dying Mr. Moneybags ready to leave everything to me in his will. As if.

And the opthalmology tute was something great today. We got to play around with the direct opthalmoscopes. That was the fun part. It took me quite a while before I figured out how to actually see the retinal blood vessels. Interesting, fun but not that easy. And we were promised that as fourth years, if we were still in Dud, we would start off doing those sort of stuff first day in the opthalmology department ^^ The second part of the tute was just basically looking at the first one third of the eye. It wasn't as fun since it's not really hands-on, but still just as interesting. We looked at the irises of blue and brown/ black eyes first and then moved on to look at the cornea and lens. I get why the optometrist running that part of the tute said that he made up his mind to be what he is now just because of his first time looking down the instrument (can't remember it's name at all unfortunately :S!). Too bad I'm already halfway through my present course though or I would seriously consider jumping over to the other side.

Rash is still just as bad. Why did I ever slather on that nasty lotion? My skin itches ever so much, to the point that it's irritating me lots and looking at the affected sites just make me feel somewhat depressed. Arrgh! I want, no, I NEED to smack something. Darn. Plan to dose up on loratadine and see if it works. Or a visit to student health shall be in order. Zip.

SI tute today was about Alzheimer's/ dementia. Suffice to say that when the tutor put on the video of a woman in her fifties in the last stages of it, everyone went awfully silent and judging by the look on their faces, they probably had the same sinking sick churning feeling in their heart and gut. We've all been leading really sheltered lives it seems. It's so wrong to see a mother feeding her adult daughter, it's wrong to not be able to enjoy your old age doing the things you love best, it's wrong to have to watch a loved one go like that... it's just so cold and cruel.

Was filling up my bottle in the area below the medical library when I saw this:

"A real friend is the one who walks out when the rest of them walk out" :O!

Whoever typed that up and posted it up on the board must have been mentally confused or something, either that or they are certainly not much of a friend.

Though there was one that was really nice:

"Everyone smiles in the same language"

And Snow White, fearing that her stepmum might actually best her in the race to be the fairest, attempted to feed her stepmum with a poisoned pear. But being poor, she only could poison part of the pear. Hence the patterned skin.

Will her stepmum fall for it? Will her stepmum be killed by the pear?!

Now you know why Snow White looks so devilish in those Disney cartoons.... this is the part Disney forgot to add in, in hopes that it would make the moral of the story clearer to all the gullible kiddies.

Internet is up and running at last! After the long agonizing wait, I'm now connected... muahahaha, no need to pop down to uni just to get my needed high. I've been liberated from my 'techno famine' ^^

Same old here. Getting addicted to peanut butter all over again. I've got a whole week's worth of 'curry' in the fridge and I'm pretty sure it's slowly growing mould in there. It hasn't been touched at all, abandoned in favour of peanut butter sandwiches. Perhaps I should just cut my shopping list to just peanut butter and bread and cheese and live off those three things. Wonder how long it'll be before I actually die from boredom. LOL.

Talking about cheese, someone.. SOMEONE... refused my peanut butter cheese toasted sandwich today -_-.... Grrrr... wasting my effort.... wasting MY effort into making them!!!! SOMEONE who is reading this has better quake in terror and learn from his mistakes, or there shan't be many more lectures or tutorials that he'll ever attend.

And everyone, say congrats to the worm http://neeyung89.spaces.live.com/?owner=1 ! Hurrah, straight A1s ^^ (I'm overlooking the Chinese paper of course, no offence, since I never did it either lol, and means nothing to me kekeke!)!

I've uploaded the pictures of the brioche I made. I didn't exactly have a the sort of cake tin the recipe asked for so they've all been baked in little soup bowls and turned out like this. Can't say I'm much of a photographer lol.

Broadband is still not yet up in the flat. But it should be by next week. I'm still typing this out from one of the e-stops at Central. Could have done it of course at med lib but I'm feeling bloated, so the extra (yeah right, 2 minutes hardly!) exercise would do me good perhaps *chuckles* Think well-covered, as that crazy Maori gp they called in to give us a lecture last week liked to put it.

Got the bond back at last. Though I'm seriously disappointed at what we got. Half gone. That's a whopping 75 bucks mind you. 75! There's lots I could do with 75. That's about 2-3 weeks worth of groceries in there. Or almost a week's worth of rent. Or 8 take-out pizzas. Or... or... or... *sigh* The new tenants claimed we didn't clean it out properly (which I swear we did!), and said we even left a dead rat under the cooker stove. What the heck?! How would I know if it died over there during the summer hols? I wouldn't be there to clean it up of course. But then even with all the shouting and grumbling from my flatmates when I relayed it all back to them, they really couldn't be bothered fighting for it anymore. To tell the truth, neither do I, despite it being that much. I hate haggling and for an extra 75 I might just make myself more enemies than I would care for I guess. And yes, I'm trying to comfort myself here LOL. At least it's something that I needn't worry about now.

Getting only 30 bucks a week now, the rest would have to come from the loan. Borrowed life, for without dough I'll probably starve to death. I better look carefully at the financial implications then if I want to do that extra research year. There's still living costs to consider, something that I totally forgot about. And talking to L yesterday (funny I should meet him at Apsara, and that Camellia should be working there as well!), made me realise that I can't actually spend all my life studying. I wouldn't mind of course, but it not only makes for sad story-telling, and also I'll need income to kick out the big bad D word asap. Arrgh.

My pomelo has gotten an email account at last. Will see how long it takes for him to reply me back this time hehe. Got two bags of pears from the Farmer's market yesterday as well. 2 kgs per bag at $2.50. And though they lack the crunch of the ya pears we get back home, they are still very nice and sweet. And soft isn't too bad a texture anyway. Perfect for a person who likes baby food LOLOL.

Love ya all, and missing pomelo, worm and the two old chickens lots *muaks*!

No pics for today. I'm updating from one of the e-stops at central :( ... been a long while since the last post but just wanted to let you know I'm not dead in this little far-flung country, yet LOL! Flat hasn't got it's Internet connection yet unfortunately, and Chyi's signed us up with some obscure company that I've never heard off (yet was present all this while on my never-used eftpos card :S, but heck, I've never used it man, how would I know it was there?!) called Whoosh under their unlimited broadband plan, strings attached of course. Don't really care, as long as I can do my once-weekly skyping.

The three other ladies are in the flat already. I'm beginning to miss having the flat all to myself. For one I can control at least what happens around there. I don't want to have to keep on coming back and then finding that the hot water tap in the bathroom has been left to run all night until there's only cool water left. Twice already, and I don't want to know what sort of hole that's gonna burn in my pockets. Whoever you are, if you are reading this, you know what to do! Notes on the fridge as well.

Nat's birthday was on Monday of this week. Was rather out of ideas what to get for her, and bookworm that she is, she can have more books to chomp on. Just as well puppy helped out with the choosing. Funny how Sh and I reached for the same little book at the same time as well. Hmm... dare I venture with the comment that great minds think alike? *grins*

Q's birthday was a blast. Ambushed her place at midnight with the cheesecake we got off Govrnors. Who would have thought that they would make such great cakes? And that they open well into the night? At least it makes things simpler. Will put up a picture of it soon as well. Omani cooked the birthday dinner that night as well. *jaw drops, drool drips out* This woman is something in the kitchen I tell you, you've just got to envy Q's dad for getting her... though I doubt if she would want to go out with me anyways lol! Not only does she do Korean, she makes fusion seem a piece of cake as well! *claps in admiration*

Chap Goh Mei today. Will be heading over to Cl's for steamboat later in the day. Meat all prepared and marinated yesterday and so has the glutinous rice balls. Only thing left is to get the veggies done but that can be taken care of easily at Cl's place. Haha, and I'll finally get to see how the house is like after the clean-up they did.

Brain dissections twice so far. I'm not sure if it's just my sense of smell is going wacky or something, but during the first one, I'm absolutely certain I smelt something that was exactly like the black vinegar that people like to chuck into those shark-fin soups. Thinking about it now makes me want to gag, especially when I've never liked it all that much in the first place. There's also the ever 'omnipresent' melted margarine smell as usual, and I'm very surprised at how... juicy the dissection was. It wasn't necrotic of course, just plenty of clear juice, unlike that from the body. And there's this sickening crunching sort of sound when you pry the top of the skull off the head.... think the thigh bone being crunched off or wrenched out of its socket when you eat your chicken thigh at KFC... ugh! And golly, someone had just to tell me that the brain had the consistency of tofu, not that it wasn't at the back of my mind since the first second I stuck out my finger and poked at it. Worse still, the path text book just have to mention the same thing as well... it'll be ages before I want to chomp on some tofu now. Though once I've finished up the meat in the fridge, I'll want to see how long I can survive on eggs and tofu and all the other veggie protein I can find before I start craving for meat again. But then that's still some time away....

Rostered for the special hymn today. Gaah.... there seems to be no escape. I don't want to take the other option that I can think of though, just being absent like some people. But then going still is kinda going against ... my essence (?) .... It's all and fine to think that it's just a bunch of songs and words that I'm singing or listening to, but in the end singing and listening to stuff like that without meaning them is equal to wasting my time and others as well, not to mention it's not being fair on my senses. Music is made to be loved, enjoyed and to create genuine emotion as well. *grimace* Not to mention I haven't been doing much about practising as well. Shame on me. I've been fooling about a bit much for the past few days. Will need to get a bit more serious soon.

HX is not really up and running yet. SL is supposedly to take care of the admin side of things this year.... but then to tell the truth I'm not up for it this year. Practising and performing perhaps, but nothing fancy. I can't handle the stress for another year, too much burnt last year and I'm still feeling sick from it. Stress levels bumped up everytime I think about it, not to mention the prospect of having to sing in front of people later today doesn't actually do wonders for my graying strands.

Miss you all back home, and hugs to the little 'pombelo'... dooshi dooshi kwee~!