In a Nutshell

Alrighty. I'm moving blogs.

Here's my new home.

See ya around, tabulas, and thanks for everything! 

Hey guys, you might wanna update your links or bookmarks or whatever, because I think I'm a lot more comfortable blogging here. Just giving you a heads up before I actually move, or anything.

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Now let's talk about my neighbour. I have a new neighbour this semester, an Indian dude who doesn't say much, and is a music junkie. I know this because we pass each other all the time and he doesn't say much, and is always carrying a yellow JB Hi-Fi plastic bag.

Only thing is, he has a habit of playing very very annoying muzak.

Like right now.

FUCKING ANNOYING TECHNO MUSIC, SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Boom badaba boom badaba boom badaba boom. The music makes no sense but goes boom badaba boom bada b-b-boom and makes my frickin walls go boom badaba b-b-boom.

When he's not playing this nonsense techno bullshit, he's playing Simple Plan. Not just any annoying Simple Plan song, mmkay, but the most annoyingest song from the mother of all annoying bands. That SONNGGG, what's it called. Perfect? Or whatever.

And then he sings along. AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE.

Why did it happen to meeeeeeeeee. I made my mistaaaake. Blablablaaaaaaaablabla. Blablablaaaaaaaa.

GAARRHHH strangle yourself why don't you and save both of us the torture. 

I banged on the wall.

No response.

Okay then.

So what did I do? I put on the most annoying muzak on my playlist: Chick rock.

You make me wanna LALA! Blablabla.. blablabla.. blablabla FRENCH MAID! Blablabla, blablabla, You make me wanna.. screeaaamm. 

C'mon weain'tgonnalive FOREVER. Blablabla, something something TOGETHER. Nanana, something. 

There ya go. Ashley Simpson + Veronicas on loop = Neighbour stops singing.

And now he's paying me back double tonight with this boom badaba b-b-boom bullshit, extra loud, mind you, and it's 1 am.

Ohooooo. That's how it is, eh.

Let the muzak war begin! 

I took the drugs for four nights and have been waking up like a zombie for four days in a row. So last night I thought, fuck it, slept out of my own free will and today woke up in the day time. Breaking news: nutty is drug-free. Hooray.

I reckon this is what druggies feel like when they come down. I would not recommend sedatives to anyone, no matter HOW much trouble you have sleeping. Unless you are really depressed and feeling like a hungover zombie is actually preferable, then go ahead. Otherwise, just say no, people. Just say no.

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On to the updates, hmm?

Hmm.

I saw a comedian today. Did I tell you? The International Comedy Festival is on. Like, ohmygawd! A.. COMEDY... FESTIVAL!! It's like better than the Commonwealth Games and F1 combined! Am I in the best place in the world or what, hmm? HMMM? 

So the streets are just craaaawling with funny people this time of year. And I saw one such funny person, except he wasn't doing anything funny. He was just.. walking. Huh. Quite boring, really.

I would've gone crazy, yelled his name and asked for an autograph.. but.. I wasn't quite sure how to pronounce his first name. Arj. Who has a name like ARJ? Is it, literally, Arj, like a weird animal sound? Or is the J like a Y, making his name Ari, which makes more sense? Or is it like Arjay?

Meh, anyway. He wasn't telling jokes or anything so I just went on my way.

Heeehehehe. Comedy Festival. There are so many shows I don't know which one to pick. I will probably go to The Lion, The Bitch and The Closet (Wahaha! pun on the lion, the witch and the wardrobe. brilliant!) and a stand-up act or two. And I'll probably go and watch Mr Barker, first name either Arj, Ari or Arjay. 

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I have no classes this week because The Uni just looooves to give us more holidays than necessary. Seriously, Suzy Singapore goes to another school and they get back to class day after tomorrow. Hey I'm not complaining. Just, you know. A little bit weird. We always have a few extra days, and we start later too. Why ah?

I just thought of this. One semester's teaching period is, on average, 12 weeks. Plus study period, plus exams (for those who have exams.. for me my final assignments are due week 15), so we have 15 weeks a semester. Two semesters a year, 30 weeks. ONLY 30 WEEKS. What the hell do we do the rest of the year?!

I bet if we had back to back semesters with maybe one week rest in between, I could finish my course and get a degree in a year. One and a half years, tops. It's all these holidays that's making it long. Chh. Waste of time.

Uhmm. Not that I mind holidays. I like holidays very much give me more holidays thankyoucomeagain.

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So what to do with all this time, hmm. I think I'll be a good good girl and work on my many many assignments. Yes. That was convincing, wasn't it?

The Hippie:   Your homework for the holidays...

Class:   *groan, groan, screams of torture* 

The Hippie:   Read a book. Read! Wroite! Remoind yourself why you're in creative wroiting in the first place. Get in geah! Get inspoired!

Me:  Ohh..kay.. So we don't.. actually.. have to do anything? 

Totally murderous look from The Hippie. We probably do have to do something, and I probably will. Someday, one day, soon.

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I had a funny story about my day. But suddenly it doesn't seem so funny anymore. Very bad attention span these days. I have maybe 10 half-written stories, half-written because I forget the point halfway through and start a new one, or I forget what's supposed to happen, I forget to introduce the main character, etc etc. Reading's the same, I'd read 2 chapters or so and pick up another book, then go back to the first one, only to find the voice so very annoying so I'd pick up a third book, read 2 chapters, go back to the second. Am currently reading 3 novels at the same time. Today the shortness of my attention span caught my attention because I couldn't sit through Survivor.

Dude! That has never happened before!

I'm not over-caffeinated or anything. Really. But just in case, I've switched from the Rich nescafe 3-in-1 to Regular. The red one. Just because the green one was out of stock and I NEEDED some coffee, dammit. Eeee, so keji. Today I made me a cup and it's like baby coffee. Phtui. Mild, tasteless, almost zero effect. I am going to check the store every day until they re-stock the green nescafe 3-in-1.

Okay, time's up. It's 1 am, I'm gonna go lie down.