HBD YOU

Heya DYLAN,

Happy Birthday to you.

And well you've always wanted to see this so there you go I guess.

Shitty birthday present I know.

And well, I write here sometimes. When things are depressing. Not very often cause like I only write when things get extremely bad and I have no where to turn to but usually that's not very often I can usually talk to you or Eunice or somebody.

Funny how many Eunices became really significant in my life. It's like I have a connection with the name.

Maybe I should change my name to Eunice.

Have fun :)

Business

Heya,

Hung out with this guy named Jacob on Monday which I met through that one time that I went for archery.

So what's so special about this occasion that it deserves a mention here?

Well apparently our friend Jacob here has been busy starting his own business. And during dinner he has been telling me about his business plan over Panera Bread.

Which really made me think long and hard about my life plans.

Do I really want to confine myself to the plain old boring, tedious and normal 9-5 jobs like everybody else I know?

Well, of course not. But then again, it has been what I have known my entire life. Being chained to a desk is what I was raised to excel in.

I'm not really a people's person see. Most of the time I can't even stand being around people. It's just me being super arrogant and shy at the same time. I can't explain it. It's like a defense mechanism. You're so shy and scared to talk to people you choose to be arrogant instead, its how you survive in the society.

Yea. I really want to be a location rebel. Truth be told. I study what I study not because I want to work. It's because I want to learn.

Wow. That's the right mentality. My dad would be so proud of me.

Alright. Signing off to ace my dynamics quiz.

Hey its me again,

Haven't been writing for a long time. I know. My resolutions are all shit. Well, nobody ever keeps their resolutions anyway.

So to answer the question "how's it going" like everybody here in the States say as a greeting. Which honestly the first few times that people actually asked me how's it going, I had an internal freakfest, like I was so tongue tied since nobody back home gave a shit on how your life is going, being asked how was my life really stunned me and I took like 5 minutes to ponder my sad sad life before I said "good".

Which is a lie.

Yea, so as you can guess. The culture shock is real.

Right. I have been so freakishly busy these days. Really have to up my study game here. In fact, its 1 am in the morning here and I am supposed to be writing an essay that is due today at 10 am.

I don't know.

I don't feel too good to be honest. Firstly, the culture shock is a real thing. Therefore, its just hard to blend in. Being an international student isn't the easiest thing. You are dumped right in the middle of a totally unknown and new society and just asked to live without everything that you were used to.

I'm like Bear Grylls. And all the people around me are like brand new animals. .

It's difficult to put it into words. Although I'm glad there's plumbing here so I won't have to drink my pee like Bear Grylls.

Actually I'm not that glad about the plumbing after all cause the water is kinda gross here at my dorm.

Gonna try to write again later this week as writing is extremely therapeutic to me I don't know why I don't do this more often this is practically a spa day for me.

Toodles

USA

Hello its me,

It has been 3 months since I have been here in the States and life is hectic.

Exams and quizzes every other week and the never decreasing pile of homework and homesickness and culture shock and the fact that I have to do every tiny thing on my own.

Which sucks. Being a grown up suck.

Had a fight with my parents yesterday about scholarships. God I hate applying for all this crap its just so damn much work. Gathering references is the worse thing to do. Having to ask your past professors that you assume you'll never have to talk to again to testify for you. That just sucks. And the fake politeness and the greetings and the worry that they won't give you a good recommendation.

However scholarships are just free money. Which is cool.

I'm so tired all the time. I'm sorry. Haven't been thinking much except for chemistry and dynamics and yea my smart-mouth and wit has just gone too mush. Especially my poor brain.

I'm evolving into a nerd.

Changi

Well. Im in transit in Singapore from Malaysia to the States. And well its 4.50am in the morning and I have not slept at all. So to sum up, I have been awake for 20 hours so far. It sucks. It sucks so bad. Jetlag is a horrible horrible thing. Timezones are the work of the devil. Why can't earth just be square.

Well I am typing this on my phone and im very very grumpy from the lack of sleep. And airport shops are all closed since well shopkeepers have to sleep but I guess not poor students going to study overseas. And all the humans I have ever known are all asleep by now. Thank god I have my parents with me since I am bored as fuck at least I have some humans to talk to I cant be picky.

Been sitting on this piece of ass for 7 hours now and I still have 20 more to go. This ass is already as flat as flat butts can go but after this its literally gonna become nonexistent. Urgh I hate this.

Night Thoughts

Hey

Its like 12am right now in Kota Kinabalu where I currently am residing at my aunt's house.

Been spending my last few weeks in Malaysia in a daze. Endless shopping and preparing and spending as much time as possible with the BF before I leave.

Well. Am gonna write here to clear my conscience a tad bit as I feel kinda guilty and shitty about myself these few days.

Yeap. I have indeed bitched quite a bit about my parents to my relatives right here. Which made me feel pretty darn guilty as bitching to relatives are way more harmful than bitching to friends.

How so?

This is because relatives kinda know your parents since forever and have this great impression about them and bitching about your parents to them is way more hurtful as it totally ruins the good impression of your relatives towards your parents. With friends however, it doesn't really matter as they will always stand by you against your parents as well as the fact that they barely hang out with your parents.

And of course there is the greater risk of them repeating what you just said right back at your parents and your parents would come and whoop your ass.

Just because of that last fact, I have just spent nearly 3 hours sitting in the living room in front of a TV program that I have zero interest in, entertaining a hyperactive 3 year old, just to eavesdrop on what my aunts are talking about to my mom. Just to make sure it doesn't get back to her.

I'm such a retard sometimes. Caffeine makes me lose the ability to control my mouth. Just a few cups of tea this afternoon and I spill all kinds of gossip and secrets to my aunts due to being overexcited.

Alright about my trip here.

I did not bring my camera and my phone pics are totally shitty. I love photography but just sometimes I'm too darn lazy to take photographs. Hey, editing and uploading and just the act of taking photograph is way tiring. Usually, to take a photograph, it requires the patience of the entire group of people you are with, to pause in walking to wait for you to take photographs, or to pose for a photograph, or to take a photograph of you. The worse would be food photography, where a whole group of hungry humans have to wait an extra few minutes to eat their long awaited food and you stop them all just to take a photo, choose an appropriate filter, and retake until the angle is satisfactory or what not. Its like being a Marty in a jungle of Alexes. Madagascar reference. Sorry. Have been hanging out tons with little kids these few days.

Right. My trip.

So we did not do any sight-seeing whatsoever. Most of the trip is spent on eating and defecating and long ass car rides. Aunts here brought us to eat every single food item in KK, or at least, what I felt I have eaten these few days is the food of all of KK. My food pics would be totally awesome, if I were brave enough to take some. The seafood here is amazeballs humans. Dem prawns are the size of my palm and are so frigging fresh they may just come back to life at any moment. (My metaphors are crap sorry). And we have been eating all kinds of variation of seafood. Full course of steamed seafood, seafood noodles, seafood Wat Tan Ho etc etc. OOH and pork noodles. Man those were good. The pork noodles here comes with no egg, and the best part is the pork meat, which they cook with starch or something that makes it all soft and succulent.

So all in all, even though I missed like 3 days of computer time and time with friends as well as a new years countdown party, I guess I made up for it by gaining another 3kgs. Which is cool. I need that fat to survive the winter.

Happy New Years peeps.

Won't be celebrating its arrival as will be on a taxi ride home during that time. Maybe there will be fireworks at the side of the road. But well I will not be sore, am still gonna wish everybody else a happy new year. Which I don't think anybody would notice anyway as all are getting pissed drunk.

Blegh

Toodles

Quick Resolution Jotdown

So heya bloggie quick one.

Heard some awfully good advice yesterday and it went something like:

Find three hobbies in your life, one to make you money, one to keep you in shape and one to be creative. 

So yea I kinda thought it was true and from now on I'm gonna pursue these three hobbies when I am less busy and have more time and that's why I'm writing this down in case I forget about this.

My memory sucks I know.

So a hobby to make me money. Future me, pursue PHOTOGRAPHY. You remember how much you love pretty pictures and actually find it surprising about how much you can earn with a good picture? With all kinds of social media now, you can do that shit and earn off it. PLUS its fun. If you need more motivation go on ahead to Instagram and look at all them rich kids at the recommended section.

A hobby to keep me in shape. Dance! Future you. Or Ultimate Frisbee, or Cheer? Anything. You need to exercise anyway you big hunk of fat. Remember how much you love to dance? Them hours of ballet lessons when you were younger? True they made you so damn tired and you had to come home late and you were always hungry. But hey you never hated it you smelly mofo. WASH YOUR SOCKS THIS TIME.

Lastly, one to be creative. Either go for writing, like what I am doing now, or drawing or OMG compose something to don't put those 10 years in piano class to waste. Hm. You are pretty talented in all and all are a kind of mental release from work. Like when you write, or draw, or play piano, you remember it was a total stress reliever as you didn't need to brain at all.

OKAY CIAOS CIAOS

Hope you are doing well.

Eating cheese biscuits and supposed to be studying for World Religion Yi Xian.