Wednesday, 11 March 2009


within the last week, I

finally had my droolworthy hot skyscraper boots,
messed up my chemistry mock practicals,
slept for a whole 30 minutes in physics,
saw two of my beloved Bruneian St. Hildans turn 17 (MR) and 18 (B),
felt guilty for my disinterest in physics,
can't be bothered with the chem test,
wanted to marry my adorable and comfortable shoes,
went to London with AT over the weekend,
found out she also used to play cs a decade ago,
and spent 7 quid on shooting games with AT at Trocadero out of free will.

Pretty much.

My whole body is sore. Whoever said riding isn't taxing? -.-

Monday, 2 February 2009


I'm suffering from brainfreeze just from walking up to the house. There doesn't seem to be any happy medium where I live. It's either too hot or too cold. It's so bothersome to lug my coat, jumper, scarf, etc through the stifling science corridors, my plan now is to reduce walking time from house to coll as much as possible (no coats required). It's not as easy to execute when TT insists to stroll leisurely so that she can absorb "the gorgeousness of winter" or taste the falling snow or catch some snowflakes on her hair *like in the movies*. Seriously.

I am my dad's girl. We like to bask in the sun as much as possible. We hate the cold. I used to refuse taking showers during winter when I was 5. I sniffle and my ears feel prickly from being outside for just 10 minutes. I have scaly skin for 3 months. And I'm not looking forward to ride tomorrow.

The only thing I'm looking forward to are the pancakes downstairs which I'm getting after my face has thawed.

Tuesday, 20 January 2009


Something to lol at.

And then if you have nothing to do, see for yourself. Bizarrely true.

Monday, 19 January 2009

My umpteenth attempt

... at blogging.

I sort of promised myself at the start of the academic year that I was going to chronicle my beekay adventures here. Since the real new year has actually started (and the Chinese one, going to) I'd better get on with it, before everyone else comes to the UK and I won't really be considered a bk. Yatah~

Sadang. Sebenarnya my sister's blog is restricted and she wanted me to make one before she'll let me read it. Apparently banyak pictures of food. *iski* So I'm going to prance away now, and drool over things I can only WISH would be dinner tonight.