the random trilogy

Ok, just a fast one.

Last last week, samuel called at 10pm, invited mandy and I to go out for ice-cream with Christina. We were a bit hesitant cuz it was freezing cold that nite and we were getting ready for bed d. but wat the heck, we jz went for it, n left the house in hour PJs, n house slippers (with socks). It was such a whacky idea but its fun to do such stuff once in a while. So Christina came with her old junky, n drove us to the nearest petrol station (BP) n we went in the kiosk for ice-creams, samuel’s treat, cuz it was his idea after all.
We ate our frozen sticks, out in the cold nite beside the petrol station. Reminded me very much of mamak times, but with much more heat… after that icy moment, we went back home in that junky, n stayed in there outside of the house for awhile just talking about random stuff. we took a pic with mandy’s new w800 sony ericson phone and it blinded us… so we decided to smile with eyes closed instead.


And here’s a pic of what I had for dinner when dai yee came back from Malaysia--
Home made steam boat!!!! So I had extra ‘gam zhang gu’ (if u know what that is) Dai yee actually brought back a steam boat pot thingy! And btw, she also brought back fat man’s noodles (fei lou min!!!) was surprised that the sniffer dogs didn’t bite off her whole luggage that contained the noodles.



Lastly, this was taken quite some time ago. It was an OCF outing for newbies, hosted by hui yin who’s already gone back to Malaysia. It was the start of autumn and the beach (Henley Beach) was so freakin cold! The weather wasn’t so good also, so we went into a café near the jetty for some hot drinks. More pix were taken but its still in ah boon’s camera… some ppl jz seem to b so bz they cant get simple things done such as upload pix for others… cis cis cis…
pic1, these were most of us who went that day.... and alot more taking pictures, hahah... the same amount of ppl taking pictures of the same amount of ppl posing.
pic2, ah boon and ah bock. BS leader and BS group member who i can bully, nyahaha..

~end of random trilogy~

my last piece of Tim Tam

My last piece of Tim Tam…
sat nicely in its place.
Waiting. Calling out my name.
Jezamine… Jezamine…
the chant gets louder each second.
Sombrely it waited for my touch.
For my mad addiction upon it to gentle removed it from the casing,
and lay it upon my tongue…
and allow the force of my teeth
gnaw on its luscious chocolate coating.

Pulling my hair, I sat on my usual Tim Tam seat
Starring at the brown box that rested on the cosmetic drawer.
The portraits of little Tim Tams on the box
Were as surreal and fake as those I enjoy in my dreams.
But the value of each modest piece of Tim Tams
Gives me pleasure and delight
Bite after bite.

This feeble willpower of mine
Looked like tofu under the attack of a chainsaw.
Finally giving in to the lure and enticement of my favourite delicacy
I embraced the last piece and said my farewells.
I placed it where it was longing to be at…
Nibbled, chewed, and sank it into my teeth.
My very last Tim Tam became an insignificant particle
Disappeared as I swallowed the crashed bits.


My last piece of Tim Tam,
Though so small, but great in its abilities.
It gave me a motivation and a hope to look forward to,
And erased all tangible calamities…

My last piece of Tim Tam…
Truly, it made my day~

something stupid

I just did a stupid thing today (not on purpose). I kinda miss doing stupid stuff, but those stupid stuff are classified under “doing stupid stuff intentionally with other ppl who can laugh about it with u” category.

So on this normal autumn’s day, I did my usual stuff… lazed around then headed for uni. I was somehow running late cuz I watched an extra episode of FRIENDS which was not as planned. So I rushed out, slipped on a pair of thongs (slippers /flip-flops) grabbed the jacket aunty ivy gave me and hurried to the bus stop.

Fortunately I didn’t miss the bus. Unfortunately, it was violently cold outside even though the sun was shinning. The jacket was good in keeping me warm but its not a wind breaker… so I turned to ice every time a breeze swept by.

And oh yeah… my feet… it like I wasn’t walking cuz I couldn’t feel my feet. I was jz moving but I didn’t know wat made me reposition myself forward… if one toe of mine fell off, I wouldn’t even notice…

Things didn’t go that bad once I went into the kaf (that’s how the uni spells cafeteria… and they call themselves a uni). No wind. Only the greasy smell from the chips.

After class, I had to catch a bus home, cuz dai yee’s not here to pick me up from uni… my friends n I were shivering at the bus stop, yet trying not to drop the boring conversation on our oral presentation. “winter’s not that bad actually. It only gets nasty when u’re caught by the rain, all drenched in rain water, and the wind blows directly at u… man… u’ll b freezing ur ballz off!” was what my OZ-born-hongkee friend said.

So at about 5.40pm, I reached bus stop 41. I quickened my pace to get home as fast as I cud, focusing my thoughts on ramli burger (someone reminded me of the existence of that high skool luxury- u know who u r). It was 10 degrees Celsius and the sun was no where to b seen then. Of all things… y did I slip on thongs?!?!? Sheesh!

Anyhow, many thanks goes to uncle Jason who bought a heater for Mandy and I. I guess its his fatherly instinct to get us one for our room cuz we’ve been going out to the lounge to stick close to the fire place (the heater runs on gas, not on coal) I should hv thought twice about me being a full-blooded Malaysian and cant tahan the cold much, so I shud wrap up more layers before setting my foot out from the house, but the heater jz took that thought away from me today….

the cool tutor

hollar yawl!
hahhaa, i jz received an email from my cultural studies and public relations tutor. jz picture a jamaican dude with spex and his hair braided up, wearing a shirt n jeans. hahah .... here's the email:


Too many complains about Assign IT once again yo! I feel yo all, dawg! You ain't got no time tah shed tears and cry. Stop worrying about it and start chilling and stay calm. It is possible that the Assign IT is not YET activated, who knows!! While I'm doing ma enquiry, hand up the hard copy in the box and go home and chill with your homies.

See ya in the tute!

Love but Not Bomb!
sulay

-end of email-


oh ya,btw, he worked in msia for a few years (Shell's PR department) and taught in HELP institute b4 coming here last year. he's from a small african country (i cant remember the name) and he grew up in USA.

now thats the ~cool~ tutor,
dats wat i'm tolkin bout... peace out broda!

warning: crappiest post (so far)

Now… ask me how does it feel to stay up late, cracking my head to write about rhetoric and reasoning in a uni’s computer lab with only 3 ppl left at 11.30pm Sunday nite?
It feels cool man!!! It’s like I’m a blady hard working student who has no life! Ohh, sorry for the word ‘blady’… its like an aussie slang that is so addictive… (they even had an ad controversy over it) I shall not say that again.
It is hard to speak in polite English when the 2 of my group mates (the 3 ppl left were me n 2 of my group mates) has this oz accent which also includes all the swearing n sh.. and stuff… but I’m trying… doing well too, hehhe.
So other than feeling holy, I feel like a hardworking ar… person tonite. I’ve never felt that way b4… cuz I’ve never took the initiative to be in campus at any freakin cold nite. If it wasn’t for this group assignment, I wouldn’t be reaching home at 1.30am and feeling proud I was actually in uni at nite!
Well, its now autumn and the max temp is 19c if we’re lucky… the lowest is 6c!!! no sh.. erm.. I’m serious! I miss my short pants… they r all nicely packed in my luggage bag together with my skirts…
Anywayz, not complaining yet… we’ll see how I survive in winter… nyahahaha, I’ll b like a round fur ball rolling around magill. My campus is comparatively colder than other campuses cuz there’s more trees there… too much oxygen till mankind can’t breathe! Hahah, nola… not that bad.
Notice I’m not making sense in wat I’m typing now…. Reason: I jz wanna combo marcuz while waiting for someone to come online. Well, not really la, I jz wanna combo marcuz. End of story….
If u’ve read this post up till this point… I respect… cuz if I were u I’d b moving my cursor to the red X button on the top rite corner after reading the 1st few lines… maybe even 1st few words…
Ok, time to end this crap. I blame this fully on the sweets I ate…
Oh ya, n I failed in submitting 4 posts in one go like some crazy dude who woke up early in the morning did.
So nitez peeps~ yaw(fades away)…

suicidal...

Riddle taken from OCF (Elaine tang)

There were 2 guys, both putus cinta, so they wanted to commit suicide. Both of them live in the same building/apartment/condominium/flat/etc.

Guy A lives on the 1st floor

Guy B lives on the 10th floor

So the time came n both of them jumped off from the floor that they each live in. what is the difference between these two cases?









Think harder….









Guys B { aaaaaaaaAAAAaaaaaAAAAAaaaHHH….. *bom!*}



Guy A { *bom!* ahhh}


That’s the difference….

story of a rat

Other than having to write about 9000+ words for all my assignments in total, and shivering in front of the laptop, I’m living a good life.

Today, I managed to have a brief chat with my ex-roomie, grace, and she just told me the most hilarious thing!!!

Now here’s a little back ground of the situation: after I left Inti last year, a girl from china took over my place in my inti hostel room, hence, being grace’s new roomie. I can tell that she wasn’t so excited about it cuz she shifted the beds apart (we used to have our beds placed next to each other). I met this china girl before… she looks sweet and courteous, but I dunno y she has some soft of way that she speaks that make u feel kinda manipulated… well, not that bad la… I dun mean to be so harsh but that’s jz how I feel.

So the story went like this: for a few weeks, china girl (cg) tells grace that there’s a rat in the room. Grace wasn’t convinced and didn’t really bothered much. Then for a few nites, cg woke grace up at 2am to tell her that she saw the rat again. Grace went back to sleep. “so...no issue lo.....two days later ...she woke me up with her shriek and screams...for about 3times in one night” quote msn msg.

So about two days ago she did the same thing, she jumped out of her bed in da middle of the night saying that there’s a rat under her bed. “then she bang her head on the table n was hospitalised for two days” I was like… omg… that’s…. weird…. “she was jumpin off her bed… so dunno how she jump la...then she hit her head on the wall then the table”. I just cant imagine how it’ll be if I’m in the room… grace said she just went back to sleep (the both of us r very good sleepers btw, hahaha)

Grace turned the room up-side-down and still couldn’t find any rat!!! Cg had her head wrapped up like a bun just because of her imagination/ hallucination. (there was no bleeding no ntg…) grace jz saw her rubbing her head after the fall when grace was half asleep…. Then she had her head wrapped up the following day.

Short story about a rat who annoyed a girl from china, yet explained by the Ipoh girl that made me laugh so hard (not proud of it… feeling bad that cg hurt herself…)

So ppl… if u think there’s rat in ur room… sleep on the floor so if u ever jump, u wont fall off ur bed n hit the table.

random blogging...its not illegal

“G’day, how’s it going?” is what u get when u reach a cash counter at a departmental store or boarding the bus. They ask u that, but dun bother with ur answer. That’s how things go. It fun learning all these OZ cultures.

They’re NEVER late for anything. Nor are they early. They’re jz there when the second hand reaches the time of appointment. They’re PUNCTUAL…. Never early, never late.

“wow, that’s heaps good!” putting u on top of the world but actually that’s just wat they say everytime u do something. Its not heaps good. Its just ok. But then they tend to exaggerate. “oh awesome! The show was fantastic! I reckon that was the best I’ve seen!” will be something said after a rather good show, but not super duper ‘geng’. For me, I’d stick to “ermmm, well, it was not bad…”

Actually, I kinda like their style. All easy going. Adelaide is the festival state. And they hv heaps of festivals thru out the year. My friend (a Chinese but born n grew up here) told me that yes there are tonnes of festivals, parades, carnivals all year round, but then if there’s none of those going on, the city is back to its normal self. lizzie... be prepared for the worst! (but then we've gone thru nilai.. hahah, how bad can it get?) He claimed that this is the worst state in Australia. I asked him wat about Tasmania, and he said “ohh… we sort of like eliminated that state, hahah, its just like a puny neighbour near us”. Poor tazzies…

And I’m so used to their accent now, I think I can speak like I was born here… however, I was corrected that day. By this lady who helps me in my assignments. She told me that it was obvious that I’m a foreigner cuz of the certain words that I say.

Economic – I say “ee-koh-noh-mik”; they say “eh-ka-noh-mik”
Advertisement—I say “at-va-tis-ment”; they say “ad-verr-tis-ment”
Maggie mee—I say “meh-gi-mee”; they say “meh-jee-noodles”

There are a lot more but I cant think of any rite now… anywayz, I’m enjoying the learning process. Its just funny sometimes I thought I was rite but turns out I’m the weird dude… but then again, its cultural.. just like dance [u can say daans, or u can say dens]

So yeah, I’ve not been blogging lately cuz I was bz doing ntg. Hahah… actually I’ve been bz with something, but I just dunno wat. Oh yeah! I’ve been reading…. Reading the stuff that is sort of like required for my course but no one does it… except for me. And I just read a cultural studies reading ydy, about weblogs of teenage girls. The author, Denise Sevick Bortree from USA ended her article, which titled “presentation of self on the Web: an ethnographic study of teenage girls’ weblogs” by commenting that “blogging about one’s life strikes me as narcissistic in the sense that these girls believe others will want to come to their site and read about their lives” (2005). She was sort of biased in her research but that’s her…

I dun hv much to say about it… cuz the range of research was from 14-18 year old girls, and I’m already proudly out of that scope, hahaha!

So anyways, I think blogging is fun. I can just write and not care if my points are scattered everywhere, or if my points are clearly argued. I dun hv to do in-text referencing. I can ignore fallacies. I dun hv to spell check, do word count, do the Harvard referencing, save, print, submit.

Thank you Lord for my mommy

Thank you Lord for mommy’s eyes
That sees beyond the line.
Eyes that are able to catch me by surprise,
And spots what I was intending to find.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s nose
That swells up red when she sneezes,
And when it starts running like a hose
I’ll get her some tissues—two pieces.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s mouth,
Which taught me how to speak.
And smiles at me whenever I pout,
That makes me feel soft and meek.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s shoulders,
That my head rested upon when I was a baby.
It’s so strong that it can hold boulders
Yet still makes her a beautiful lady.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s hands,
That caught me when I fell.
Though I’m now in a far away land,
I can still feel her supporting spell.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s legs,
That walked with me to the dentist’s room.
No matter how life gives me the kicks,
Those legs guide me out of doom.

Thank you Lord for mommy’s heart,
That beats to see her baby again.
Which will somehow be torn apart
If she sees her daughter be in pain.

Most of the time I’ll try not to cry,
Not because I’m no longer a kid.
But ‘cuz I know that before every tear of mine runs dry,
My mom sheds twice as much tears as I did.

-Jezamine Chan-
To her mom (who else?!)
[2006]

jokes for broke blokes

Here’re some jokes for the broke blokes.

Hehe, jokes are a cheap way of entertainment, and here are some jokes that I’ve compiled from wat my old lame friend, kim beng (who jz got a super expensive guitar and named it after me- haha, actually its after the term ‘jazz’ and he calls it/her jez, so I claim that its named after me) just told me today.
Some may be jokes that u’ve heard b4 but jz laugh along to build up momentum, heehee

Warning: some can be super lame, so dun blame me for it… read at ur own risk~


1st and foremost, u want the short joke or the long joke?
Ok, I give u both

Long joke:

Joooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooke

Short joke:

Joke



2. Why is 6 scared of 7?


cuz 7 ate [8] 9



3. If *showing my hand vertically* is an apartment....
Then *showing hand horizontally* is…?


A flat



4. This is a maths question

O, T, T, F, F, S, S, …. wats next?


E, N, T

Y? cuz its One, Two, Three, Four, … (u do the math)



5. The sun rises on the east and sets in the west, a rooster stands on the top of the roof, lays an egg. Which side will the egg come out?


Roosters dun lay eggs!



6. wats sticky n brown?


A brown stick



7. wats the mother of all board games?


Mother board



8. how many ppl does it require to change a light bulb?


Amanda (a man! Duh~)



9. burger apakah sentiasa gembira?


burger-mbira



10. berus apakah sangat kuat?


Berus Lee



11. mikroorganisma apakah sentiasa gembira?


bacte-RIA



12. siapakah yang paling kurus di dunia ini?


Tom Kurus



13. one day, a hunter was out hunting for pigeon, he saw a group of pigeon, around 10...he aim his rifle.. shoots...all the pigeon fell down....why?


cause the gunshot was loud...so all the pigeon close their ears



14. one day a hunter was out hunting a rare kind of bird in the jungle....on top of the tree there was a monkey, and right at that moment he saw the bird, took his rifle to shoot it! He missed the bird but the monkey nose is bleeding....why?


The monkey was digging his nose...then when the hunter shoots he terkejut....so he ter-poke his nose wit his finger

competition

One fine day, there was a competition in heaven. Jesus as host had Satan invited up to heaven as his rival. The judge was God (and He promised to be fair in this case- as He always is). So the competition was this: to prove who the best IT man is in the entire universe and also in other realms. To do that, competitors had to come up with a super chunted programme or electronic document and God will see which one had the best features and all that techy stuff.
Time given: one day.

So that day, the competition started. Both Jesus and satan worked all day. They both came up with awesome ideas to please the judge.

Suddenly, just hours before the submission time, heaven had a blackout, cuz the worship ministry in the other room worshiped too much and the power system was over heated, blab la… so no electricity.

Hor hor… the blackout affected the techy computer lab, and satan became super mad! He argued that his work was interrupted and he demanded for an extension. Jesus was as cool as a cucumber (as he always is) and suavely handed his work to the judge. And satan had to do so, too, for the great techno judgement. And Jesus won!!!! (Obviously)

reason:

1.satan lost all his chunted documents and handed in a slip shot work.

2. JESUS SAVES!!!

If u dun understand this story…. Erm, go read ur bible.
It was told in ocf and I was the 1st to laugh cuz I got the joke 1st… wahhh, so malu-fying… but then again, it’s a good one.
I think I read it from those forwarded emails b4 but this time it sounded cooler, cuz I’ve been doing a lot of assignments lately and if u don’t keep saving ur work… u’ll kena one day!

All the best to students out there who need to keep saving~

C-O-C-O...L-A-T~

Cocolat~ a haven for chocolate lovers.
its a cafe along rundle street, carol invited me there for a 'cup-a' (thats wat OZs say to hv a cup of tea/drink)
had a bit of ice blended choc
a bit of choc fudge cake
a bit of other choc drinks (tried all the other drinks around the table)
gained a bit of weight
"i've never met a chocolate i didnt like" -by dunno who- found this line on the wall beside our table. the whole shop was practically a chocolate territory. i like that place.

the messed up ideology

I was just looking at michelle yew’s multiply pix… and I wish I had a camera… and I wish I could hv so much fun with that camera… hahah

Okok, back to serious business. Blogging has been unintentionally scrapped off my daily routine. Blame the great old I-hv-too-much-work-to-do-but-not-doing-it habit of mine =p nonetheless, I shall revive it! Though there’s ntg much to blog about, I shall say something quite profound yet blissfully unattended.

I was reading some of the course readings that day and I just realized that living creatures eat stuff that exist in their surroundings. Take for example, human beings eat veggies (plants), meat (animals), and marine stuff(by fishing)etc… other examples: lions eat animals that irritate them in their territory, birds eat worms that they can get below their claws/feet, bears find fresh water fish in their bathtub (river), and rabbits eat carrots that they dig out while digging for a hole for themselves.

Now the tricky part comes… since there’s a type of food for each living creature…lemme ask u wat’s the first food that comes in ur mind when I say the word ‘CAT’?

Am I getting ‘fish’ as an answer? Ok, now that’s hypothetically the usual response. But put more thought to it… cats live on land, mostly not near the beach or the river. So how did the fish flop its way up to the cats’ claws as they current natural feasts? Ahhhh…~ got me there too… maybe it’s the modern cats that only eat fish, cuz they come in cans and is easy to consume… or maybe from the tank where they find little glossy things moving under the aquarium lighting… so as modern ppl in this current era, we naturally place the creature called ‘cat’ as the modern cat. No such thing as wild cats that eat God-knows-what nowadays…

I think my thoughts now are getting abit messed up after the readings…

I need a life~