Back to my usual stuff and 3 comments at the most! :) Sorry my blogging was on pause for a couple of days. Another lesson I've learnt about uni: doing required readings the night before for two subjects with MSN calling out to you can be a bit  too hot to handle, even if it's speed-reading! So I'm devoting Fridays to study from now on, unless I get a job, in which case I will find another day to replace it. Yay for the responsible me showing its pretty face, I hope it stays!

You might've noticed that I've changed my header image. There's a link to my old one that was designed by Tim (thanks again!) over 1 and a half years ago on my side panel. I found out last night that my camera has nifty effects, and proceeded to cam-whore a little. I then uploaded the pictures, only to find myself inspired to take more. When I saw this one picture, bits of poetry, for once coherent, hit me, and I began typing like it was right in front of my eyes in ink, on paper. I know it's a depressing piece of work, but the words just.. flowed. Just like that. From the heart, alright?

Note that I'm currently not depressed. :) As a matter of fact, I haven't felt so carefree for a long while now. Maybe it's because I'm not one to write something that implies 'happy happy joy joy'.

I still haven't heard from any prospective employers. Come on, people! I love working! Don't you want an annoying bitch of a perfectionist on your team?! Every team needs one! Just tell me you're not a fast food place, and I'm there! Better yet, tell me you want me to work on admin, and I'll let you have half of my single bottle of Vodka Cruiser to celebrate! I make decent coffee! I don't sound rude when I answer my phone (I hope)! Argh, just employ me so I can go shopping!

I really think years of experience utilising retail therapy ought to be counted as one of my plus points. :P

Now, I shall talk about my housemate, Eddie!

Meet Eddie. *virtual handshakes* He's from Hong Kong and is here to study English. He's 19, lives in the garage next to my room, and I wish that I'll meet a guy (preferably sometime very incredibly soon, like tomorrow) who will love me as much as he loves his girlfriend.

They've been together for a year now. The other day, he stayed up till 6 am, when she got home from partying. He normally stays up till 2 am or sets his alarm on the nights that she works to make sure she gets home safe, or just to hear her voice. He waited till it was 12 in Hong Kong to wish her a happy birthday. He said he never does it for anyone else. He hates diets, and doesn't understand why girls subject themselves to it.

'If I wanted a skinny girl, I would've asked a skinny girl out.'

He tells her not to diet, and that girls who are not just bones are nice to hug. And I feel like chocolates really aren't all too evil anymore. Before he makes himself a bowl of noodles (he can't cook to save his life, lol), he asks everyone if they want one too. He tells me he thinks his girlfriend is beautiful. And I already know she is. Who wouldn't be when they have someone who loves them that much? Everything's beautiful then.

He calls me 'mei siu lui', which in Cantonese means 'pretty little girl'. I think the reason why is because I suspect he can't even pronounce my name. It's one of the rare times that I'm not bothered. Maybe because I like him (not in that way). He seems to be exactly the way he portrays himself to be, which when it was first revealed to me was a bit of a shock. How often do you meet people like that, true inside out?

Sleep on that, guys. I'm tired. Here's Eddie saying goodnight to you all in his dreams.



Shhh.. he doesn't know I took this. I'll tell him tomorrow. Really. :)