The Art of Animaling

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

my life in a series of rants

I almost didn't want to update for it would push that entry below further down. Sigh. Bee! Miss you even more lar! T__T

Long distance is a bitch. Apart from the obvious distance and separation thing, there is - as we have discovered - a whole lot more to it. Like, the time difference. Two hours might not seem much, but when one person is up at midnight, that means the other is staying up at 2am. Or when one is up at 9am, the other has to wake up early at 7am.

Then, there's a clash in schedules. When one is free, the other is at class. There are things to do, places to go, errands to run. It's hard to arrange it to suit both sides. In fact, it is unfair to expect that of your partner because their life is not yours and not for you to run.

The hardest time ever is when one or the other gets emotional and upset and pissed and all other adjectives to describe unsettled feelings. Then begins the ranting and whining and arguing and eventually, crying. Because it is SO HARD to be physically apart. It is even harder that we were barely together before I had to leave.

Sometimes I wish we could have met at a different time. Then we wouldn't have to miss out on the "newly together" phase. A time where the relationship is just beginning, where you want to spend every waking hour together, go pak tor and watch movies together, eat together, jalan-jalan together, chat and cuddle and hang out till you're practically stuck at the hips. We barely had time together before I left; scrambling for every scrap of spare minute, trying to make the most of the very limited time.

I wish I had Doraemon. I'll live at home and just pull out "pintu suka hati" to attend uni. That would solve a lot of things. That would also be wishful thinking.

People who choose to do long distance are stupid people. Stupidly in love people. Knowing how hard it is and making a conscious decision to go through with it; are we dense or what? *shakes head* This is an immense amount of faith and love coupled with guts.


We are almost there, baby :)


Time flies! Where has all my time gone?! One more month to finals and freedom hooooo~!

Brisbane Writer's Festival was good. I got caught in the rain, must remember my umbrella! One of the talks I went to was boring *yawn* but the other was really good. Mem Fox, writer of children's picture books, was a really good speaker. Funny, interesting and heartfelt. Her books are beautiful. I went with my classmate and we bumped into another coursemate.


An inside joke among writers. Writers get paid shit most of the time. Unless you're Stephen King or Bryce Courtney. Or build some controversy around yourself, get famous and THEN write. You're sure to get published lol.

One of our graduated coursemates is still looking for a job. Kinda scary. *ulp*

I discovered an interesting set of books. Fantasy fiction for young readers. (think a toned down version of LOTR) The Edge Chronicles, by Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell. I want to get it!

Why can't we have writer's festivals at home?


Temptation and the temptress.

X and Y are friends. X is playful but manages his studies well. Y is just as playful but not so good at managing his studies. Both have an assignment due tomorrow. Both are working on it. Halfway through, X takes a break with a computer game. He nudges Y on msn and invites him to try the game out. Y knows he won't do well if he doesn't concentrate. He is very aware of the consequences. Y succumbs to temptation.

X and Y receive their results. X did alright. Y did badly. He blames X for tempting him.

Whose fault is it: Y, for succumbing to temptation. Or X for being the temptress?

If you know your own weakness, don't throw the fcuking blame on someone else. Fcuktard.


Bindi Irwin's speech will be on the news tonight.

"I have the best Daddy in the whole world and I will miss him every day."

God Bless the family.



Mid semester break next week! One whole week to slack weeeee~

by CharSiu at 9:47 AM |