The Hot Chick

Was watching this movie yesterday and they had one of those hand
clapping scenes in it and this was the rhyme:

"Boys are cheats and liars.
They're such a big disgrace.
They will tell you anything to get to second...
Baseball, baseball, he thinks he's gonna score.
If you let him go all the way, then you are a...
Hor... ticulture studies flowers.
Geologist studies rocks.
The only thing a guy wants from you
is place to put his...
Cock... roaches, beetles,
butterflies, and bugs.
Nothing makes him happier than a giant pair of...
Jug... glers and acrobats, a dancing bear named Chuck.
All guys really want to do is... forget it, no such luck."

Luv it.

Graduation

I was browsing through a uni friend's blog today and suddenly I got very sad. She had posted up her graudation photos and I realised that I have probably missed a whole lot of graduation ceremonies this year, especially since most of my law students will be finished with their degrees this year. Also sad cos a lot of these people I probably will never see again as they all go hopping overseas and it makes me wonder who will be around for my graduation *sobs*. Man, I'll be graduating with a bunch of people I wouldn't know. . . So congratulations to all of you who have graduated and all the best for the future.

A graduation ceremony is an event where the commencement speaker tells thousands of students dressed in identical caps and gowns that 'individuality' is the key to success.
- Robert Orben

Needed: New Haircut

So I've been thinking - I desperately need to do something with my hair. In case some of you don't know, most of my blonde hair has like broken off now near the roots - it's so damaged that if I brush my hair after a shower, I get clumps of it on my brush. I need to start afresh so am contemplating chopping it all off.

Have been getting some inspiration - wadda you guys think?

I quite like this one - a nice, conservative bob

This is Sara from cycle 6 of America's Next Top Model - the hair is stunning - kinda like a half Mohawk, the sides are shaved real short. I don't think I can pull this look of though and it seems quite high maintenance.


This one is also hard to pull off too but I like how it's still long at the front and with my hair, if I wanted to get rid of all the blonde part, the back will have to be real short. I don't think I could cut my whole head that short though . . .

To repeat what others have said, requires education, to challenge it, requires brains.
- Mary Pettibone Poole

This guy is weird . . . but cool dancer

Let's Bust Some Moves

My Quest

Can someone please enlighten me how Nicole Ritchie can go from this:


To this?!


Let's see that again shall we?


And again:


And one last time:


I don't care what people say, but I think Nicole Ritchie is amazing and she is my idol. At the moment, I resemble those "before" shots and my goal is to, at the end of the exchange, slightly and remotely resemble those "after" photos.

Try not to become a man of success but rather try to become a man of value.
- Albert Einstein

Burst of blogging energy

Ok, so I'm feeling slightly better today after a mess of a week last week (bleh, don't even go there . . .). I even went out and bought cupcake mix yesterday - I might make them with my cousin today and do the whole bonding thing with her - that depends on whether I start bossing her around or not hehe. I only realised when I got home that I didn't have a cupcake tray so I had to go and buy cupcake papery thingies (omg, I can't even think of what they're called).

So yeah, as you might have guessed from my previous post, I'm totally in love with the Ford GT and the Ford GTXi concept car:

Hotness

OK, so I got bored and I constructed my dream life: I'll be rolling in one of those, living in one of these:


Sporting a new haircut (I'll get to this later):


Carrying one of these:


Talking on one of these:


To my new boo:


Hahahaha!! Anyway, I could go on but you get the idea. Man, I am so B-O-R-E-D at the moment I didn't know it was physically possible to spend that much time at home before.

I would rather trust a woman's instinct than a man's reason.
- Stanley Baldwin

I'll keep chugging along

So yeah, I basically spent the last week at home . . . the rest of the house went over to Paris but I had to stay cos of my lectures on Friday *rolls eyes*. Now having a house all to myself would be a dream come true if I was back in Sydney, but here, it just meant eerily quiet nights and creaking floor boards - note to self: never never put floor boards in my future house.

I've been basically watching a whole lot of TV and movies on my laptop. The shows I'm currently addicted to are:

• America's Next Top Model - it's actually quite good to see that those girls actually do look like normal people without all the makeup and their hair done up.
• Iron Chef America - no words can describe this show - absolute gem
• Pimp my Ride - this ties in with my sudden urge to watch all three of the Fast and the Furious movies (which I have done now) and my last post on the Ford GT *eyes glisten* I would sell my soul for that car . . .
• Laguna Beach - really trashy, it's like "The OC" but a semi-reality, semi-drama show about a bunch of spoilt, tanned, blonde, high school bimbos and their equally as attractive guy friends. They're so bitchy it's unbelievable and I can't stop watching it.

OK, I'm kicking myself at the moment . . . as some of you may know, I really really wanted the Chloe paddington bag and I was browsing online on Net-a-Porter website and I saw that two colours of this bag was on sale for like £350 when they're usually around £700-£800 online. I was like "woah, I could sorta afford that". Well I went back to the site today and THEY'RE ALL GONE! The bags aren't even on display anymore *wails*

This could have been mine *whimpers*

What's worse is that I went onto the Vogue Forum and there was this thread on the Chloe sale on Net-a-Porter and I was like "Biatches, I so saw them first!" hahaha, oh well, I'm sure in like half a year's time there will be a Spring sale and I can grab me one then *fingers crossed*

I am seriously contemplating coming home for Christmas (unless I can convince my mum to come over next year, that's another story). But as someone reminded me, I probably would be so tempted to stay and not come back to England. Well, I have about 1.5 months for something to happen that would convince me otherwise.

It's human nature to start taking things for granted again when danger isn't banging loudly on the door.
- David Hackworth

My dream car

Who reads this anyway?

As the days roll by, I'm beginning to wonder who actually reads my blog these days. Should I even be trying anymore? It seems that the numbers are dwindling away . . .

Live every day as if it were your last, because one of these days, it will be.
- Jeremy Schwartz

Just a poem I found on the net

Loneliness

Loneliness is darkness
A never-ending night.
Even though the black won’t go away,
You’ll never fall asleep.

Because loneliness sparks a fear
And unlike other nightmares
Awakening will not vanish it;
For the darkness is too strong
To allow any rest.

It makes memories into ghosts
And dreams into spirits.
Too vague to remember
Too important to forget.

~K.L. 

Raining cats and dogs

Met up with Jen today at Notting Hill. As the title says, it was raining all day . . . which is never a good thing when you're walking on tiny pathways and going in and out of shops. We browsed through the Portobello Road stores cos it was Sunday and so the markets weren't opened.

We had lunch at S&M cafe at round 2pm- lol it's not what you are thinking. It actually stands for Sausages and Mash hehe. I had actually seen it on one of those travel shows in TV back in Sydney so I guess it's quite well-known. I was starving as I hadn't really eaten that day (I took a handful of Special K with me and was munching on them on the train. By the end, my jaw hurt and I got a headache from chewing . . .) so I got the English breakfast. Wasn't brave enough to try the black pudding though, left it untouched.

Only did a tiny bit of shopping today. Bought a scarf for my aunt as it's her birthday tomorrow. Just managed to make it into the store when they were about to close up. It's a pretty mohair/wool scarf from Scotland and it's baby pink.

So after Notting Hill, we hopped on a bus heading towards Knightsbridge as Jen wanted to check out Harvey Nichols. Man, the bus trip was a bit of a disaster. The one we were on originally decided mid-journey just to terminate with no reason given so all the passengers had to get off. It was nearly 20 mins before another one came and then we were stuck in a major traffic jam. In the end we decided to get off and walk the rest of the way.

I managed to found out how much two of the bags (the Chloe paddington and the Balenciaga Le Dix) that I really want to get will cost me - £700ish . . . . . . each. Sooooooo yeah, was figuring, if I managed to make like around £100 per week and miraculously not spend any of it, it'll take me around 2 months to save up. And that's not including all the other stuff I wanna buy. Maybe I should just buy them online . . .

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.
- John Lennon

Super tired . . . but happy!

Ok, here comes one of those long posts (cos I haven't really written anything lately):

Thursday 19.10.06
So today was the day of the Selfridges interview. Looking back, I don't know why I was so freaked out but I was. It's not like I don't have retail experience *sigh* and it wasn't really a very important job either. But I guess it was my pressing need to find a job so I won't be as bored and also cos it means that I can start spending that put me in this weirdly freaked out mood. God, I even made notes of what they might ask me . . . sad I know. So I got to the place and I had to wait in this reception room. There were two guys in there already and I walked in with another guy. Then another guy came in . . . and another guy . . . and another guy. I was like WTF?! Am I the only chick?! Luckily, another girl came in finally and it ended up being six guys and the two of us. They were late in starting so cos I got there a bit early, I had to wait nearly 45 mins. No-one in the room was talking to one another so we just sat there in silence.

Then when it started, it was split into two parts - a role play exercise where we had to pretend to sell an item to a customer and then an individual interview. We got to pick an item from a selection and so I took a pair of pants. Geez, I wonder how many pairs of pants I have sold?! *sighs again* too many to count . . . so anyway, I think I did alright in the selling exercise, I said so much crap, everything I could think of. Then it was the interview. The interviewers were actually the floor managers in the store and I got this really nice lady. She asked the typical customer service and retail related questions and obviously I could answer them half-asleep. At the end of the interview, she was very serious and said, "It seems like you have a lot of knowledge and experience. Are you sure that you want to be just a sales associate? Have you thought about applying for a more senior position?" I was shocked - it was like she was saying I was over-qualified. Hahaha, imagine that. I think this is will be the only instance in my entire life when this will ever occur. I guess I absorbed more from PJC than I thought I did. I was like "Ah, I don't think I will have any trouble taking on more responsibility as I have been an assistant manager before, but I'm only allowed to work 20 hours a week." I was thinking "Geez, I just want a brainless job. I've been in charge before and I nearly broke down sometimes because of the stress and it turned me into a nervous wreck!"

I don't know if I have the job yet or not. They said they will get back to us within 5 working days (they haven't called today yet, today being Friday).

Friday 20.10.06
Today was another uni day but was looking forward to it as I was meeting up with Jenny afterwards. Yay, was so excited as it would be the first time I was actually meeting up with someone I could have a decent conversation with.

The weird thing that happened today was in two exchange students, one French (I have Family law with her and she only started to talk to me today) and one Belgium (I have Equality law with her and I met her on the orientation day), they both asked me if I could send them my notes that I type out in class. I felt sorry for them cos I know even for me, who is fluent in English, I would have trouble writing by hand everything that the lecturer says. That's why I bring my laptop. So I can imagine the trouble that these poor European girls might have. Hahaha, I feel like one of those geeky people that others scab notes off. I think I'll take it as a compliment.

I had a massive 3 hour break today. I was gonna meet up with Wei but he had a sudden lecture he had to attend so couldn't make it. I decided to do a trial run and see how long it would take for me to walk to the law firm I'm going to work at on Monday. It didn't look too far on the map and it is basically down the main road of the uni. So I walked there and it wasn't that bad. Took me a while to actually find the stupid entrance to the building though. It was next to a restaurant and it was only a door, with those button-buzzer thingies so it wasn't obvious.

Then after uni it was time to meet up with Jenny. We decided to head down to China town and grab some Jap food (I haven't had any Jap since I got here so was craving it). We walked down Oxford St a bit cos we met up pretty early, and then headed towards China town. The restaurant actually did look authentically Jap and it was quite packed. I ended up getting the chicken katsu don. When the meals came. the waiter put down this set box in front of me and I was like "Ah, this wasn't what I ordered!" So after a quick correction, I got the right thing and I tasted alright, like what you would get in Sydney. But the thing was it cost me £8.30, which is like $20. Man, I used to pay $8.30 in Sydney for it. It was good talking to Jenny and hearing what's she's been doing at the hospital. We're planning to go to the Portobello markets on Sunday and walk around Notting Hill and yeah, Yvonne, I mentioned to her how we have to visit that travel book shop!

Stupid thing of the day: I was sick of walking so when I got off at Wimbledon station, there is actually I bus I could take which would take me down the road and will be much closer for me to walk home. But the bus timetables don't really tell you which road the different bus routes take and at that particular station, the bus could go two ways - one down the road I want to be on and another road. So anyway, I knew the 200 would take me down the right road but I wasn't sure if any of the others would. I took a chance and hopped on the next one that came and wadda you know, it went down the wrong road. I was like "Shit shit shit!" I had to get off at the next stop and walk all the way back up the road. Was so bad - but found out that there is this pub called "The Australian Bar" in Wimbledon which I found quite amusing. Maybe I'll check it out one day.

So by the time I got home, I was exhausted. I am now in my bed typing this and feeling quite drowsy so I might end it here. Outies!

The future has a way of arriving unannounced.
- George Will

Temp work here I come!

Yay - I got a work trial at a law firm next Monday! It's just temp work, I think involving a lot of typing but it's a start! The firm is Mckenzie Brackman Solicitors.

Let's hope all goes well and I get the job! (Oh, and I still have that Selfridges interview tomorrow so I'll let you guys know how that goes). It's gonna get busy soon but that's the way I like it!

Always be smarter than the people who hire you.
- Lena Horne

6am wake up call - not happy Jan!

So I get woken up this morning by my phone at 6am this morning, but by the "wrong" phone. It was the phone with my Australian sim in it - so in my confused and semi-conscious state, I answered it. And it wasn't even for me!! What's worse that a wrong number is a wrong number when you're on international roaming! Argh don't waste my money and precious sleep time!! After the first call, they rung again like a few minutes later! I rejected the call faster than you can say "Oi, I'm not in Sydney now, I'm in freaking London and it's 6am in the morning!!"

On a better note, I spoke to a guy in my Tax class. He was pretty nice and guess what, he's not English. Hahaha it says something about English people - he's from Argentina. Name was Marcello.

And my cold is not any better. Been loading up on the Panadol and Codral but my throat feels like crap and I realised that I didn't have any tissues in my bag today when I went ot uni. BIG mistake . . .

Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
- Albert Einstein

I don't deserve this

So, I've been good with the whole rugging up when stepping outside thing but guess what? The germs attack from within in the house and yes, I now have a cold, thanks to my lil cousin for spreading it to both me and my grandma. Because of this cold, I couldn't meet up with Jenny, Justin or Cynthia who is a fellow UNSW law student on exchange in Copenhagen but popped down to London for the week. ARGH! Just when I had a chance to meet up with people I know . . .

I was reading this takeaway menu which was in our letter box today. Nothing special about it (was for an Italian restaurant) until I got to the part titled "Essentials". First thing on it was "one pint semi-skimmed milk: 0.70p". Ok, I thought, maybe some people like milk with their pizza *puzzled look* but underneath that was "20 Marlboro Lights: £6.00" wtf"!?! What kind of pizza joint sells cigarettes! Maybe it's an English thing.

You always admire what you really don't understand.
- Blaise Pascal

Everyone should see this

Watch this

Funny Ad

Yay!! Might have a job soon!!

OMG! Just had a telephone interview with a recruitment lady from Selfridges: http://www.selfridges.com/

It was so out of the blue - I only applied this morning and she kinda caught me off guard but I guess having worked in retail for like the past 6 years worked to my advantage. It was the usual "customer service" type questions. The one part that got me really freaked out was when she asked me to name a brand that I like from Selfridges. I haven't even been to the store before!!! Thanks god I was sitting in front of my comp and I frantically logged onto their website. It was so bad, I had to make some excuse of getting my charger for my mobile to buy me some time (hahaha that might be a trick I'll use again in the future . . .) but to my relief Tsubi is a brand they stock. I named them and thank the heavens I named Tsubi cos then she asked me what I would say to her to sell that brand. Hahaha selling someone Tsubi's would be a breeze for me as there's so much I can say about them.

So, yeah, I passed that stage and now I have to attend this assessment day. OMG OMG, deja vu of all these assessment day thingies I've done in the past - hahaha remember David Jones and Polo Ange?!

Will keep you guys updated!!

Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action.
- Benjamin Disraeli

Uni continues

Sorry, I’m getting so behind on my blog – I’ll continue where I left off last time with Friday:

So yeah bad start to the day. First off, family – the lecturer (and it seems that all the “lecturers” here seem to be “professors” so I dun even know what to call them) talks to damn fast, I get down like every 2^nd word of every 3^rd sentence – I think I have to do the ultimate dreaded thing and bring my laptop to uni. Also, the lecturers here (I think I’m gonna stick to using the word “lecturer”) have a habit of not setting a textbook, so basically, you have to find cases yourself. Which reminds me – I spend a freakin’ half a day trying to find the cases that I needed to read the other day and after finding them all, I couldn’t even be bothered to read them. I had no idea what half the citations meant – EWCA Civ anyone?! – it was a disaster. Who knew that I actually should have paid attention during Advanced Legal Research?

Anyway, after Family, I had this mega 3 hour break – I managed to talked to these two girls during the lecturer and I sat with them for a while in the café in the law building (which is a really crap café, by the way – coffee from a machine, yuck). But as with most people I’ve spoken to, I didn’t really have much in common with them and I made some excuse about having to pick up some form from some office and left.

I actually had to leave though, as I was meeting a dude who’s a friend of a friend. Long story short, he met my friend via a trip to the US and so, he sent a quick email to this guy and we met up. He’s a local so hopefully, maybe, he can take me out sometime – I don’t think I have spent so many weekends in a row at home in ages, like years . . .

Then back to class – the last class I haven’t had a lecture in yet – Equality Law. One of the girls I spoke to before described the lecture as someone who probably spent the 80s on a continuous acid trip so I was intrigued. Soooooo funny cos it turned out that she was Aussie! I think she’s spent a lot of time in the "on">UK tho, like decades, cos she had a pretty strong English accent but when we were doing the whole intro thing about ourselves and I said that I was on exchange from Australia, she was like “Oh, so you’re from UNSW?” I was so stunned – I wouldn’t have thought anyone over here would have heard of UNSW, let alone a lecturer. But actually, she was pretty cool – yeah a bit “off with the fairies” but I think anyone who teaches equality law would be like that though.

Saturday and Sunday

Ummm I actually can’t remember what I did on Saturday! Oh yeah – we had this massive dinner with people from my aunt’s church at home. It was for the chinese mooncake festival thingy.

Sunday was the usual – Church followed by me raiding TK Maxx again. I think it’s gonna turn into this weekly ritual for me. Felt slightly better as I had bough some scarves – same one in 3 colours – and some hand cream.

Monday

Bad idea to carry my laptop in m Country Road bag – my shoulder killed afterwards and it’s a really awkward and big bag. I don’t think I’m gonna use it again. On the brighter side, typing is so much easier than writing.span>

Tuesday

Today was such a long day - I had a lecture from 1-2 and then I had to bum around till 6pm when I had to attend this talk held at the Royal Courts of Justice. One of my lecturers was speaking about mediation in civil cases in London. Our whole class when, haha it felt like an excursion and all around were all these stif-upper-lip looking old school English lawyers - aka fat, old, podgy men in black suits with really bad comb overs. I swear, if I ever become a lawyer, I'm so going to do the whole Legally Blonde thing and wear pink suits . . . or metallic gold with purple satin shirt . . . black is soooo boring.

By the time I got home, it was like 9pm and I was so exhausted. Mind you, I was still lugging around my laptop. On a good note, I managed to talk to this Asian guy in my class after the mediation talk. So maybe I'll make a new friend . . .

Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst.
- English Proverb

Coyote hotness

Saturday 7.09.06
Ok, who never told me that Adam Garcia was so hot?! Was watching Coyote Ugly yesterday night and was like "OMG he's so hot!" Hahaha, it might also be due to the fact that he's Aussie and that I'm so deprived of anything that reminds me of home that my judgement may be a bit skewed. But the more I think about it, nah, he's still pretty damn cute.

He was originally from Wahroonga - geez, I didn't see guys like him round the north shore when I was in Sydney! Hotness . . .

OMG OMG OMG!! I was just doing some "researching" and I found out that he's in a play "Wicked" that's currently showing in the West End here in London!! I 've seen that this bloody poster in the tube stations countless times:


Now I just have to find someone to see it with.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!! I was just writing this and guess who called me?!?!?! Hahaha, if any of you are thinking Adam Garcia, get real, I probably would have passed out by now . . . nah, it was Jenny!!! Yay, at last, I'm no longer here by myself, well, for the next month at least. Hehehe, I forgot to ask here whether she would like to see a play while she's here *winks*

Ahem, yeah, well as you can see, I'm in a better mood today - a large part of it due to the fact that I can officially work (part-time) here now in England (ah, there was this whole hooha with my visa I had to sort out) but yeah, can start looking for a job now. Job = money = shopping = endorphins pumping = happier me! I don't really care bout the whole getting stressed with uni work, blah, am so over it - yes, it's gonna be mega hard with like closed book exams and all *raises eyebrow* but I've fudged it up to now and I think I'll probably be able to fudge one more year . . .

Oh a quite aside: only found out the other day that the emergency no here is 999 - you never realise how useless those fridge magnet thingies are until times like these.

So, an update of these last few days (yeah I know, sorry, been lazy again):

Friday 6.09.06
So today I had uni - the first lectures of the two classes I haven't had yet - Family law and Alternative Dispute Resolution. I've been feeling quite crappy/moody/down and outright depressed over these last few days (haha as you probably guessed anyway) so wasn't really looking forward to it all. It didn't help that it was raining (again) - one thing I hate more than taking public transport is taking public transport when it's raining - just plain nasty. It's the whole trying to balance your bags and books while trying to get the umbrella up and fumbling to get out your train ticket scenario - HATE IT. So finally made it onto the train - was in a shitty mood and it didn't help that I was listening to "So Sick" by Ne-yo on my Ipod, which reminded me of a certain person so did nothing to improve my mood.

ah i'm getting tired - will continue this post t'row . . .

Worry gives a small thing a big shadow.
- Swedish Proverb

Elvis phone home . . .

I feel like ET at the mo - trapped on some distant planet, surrounded by "aliens" and trying to figure out a way to get home. Thing is, I know that I'm gonna be "trapped" here for another nine months - which is a looooooooong way away considering I'm counting down day by day.

I know that I seem to complaining a lot and whining when in fact I have this "amazing opportunity to experience so many new things and chance to meet some wonderful new people" or so everyone keeps telling me. Well here's the reality of it all - my life SUCKS. It also doesn't help when I realised, after talking to a guy in my ADR class, that exams are pretty much closed-book exams - I was close to tears when I heard that. I've never done a closed-book law exam in my life and I have to start now, in my final year?! If I could turn back time, hands up who thinks I would have applied to go on exchange here? And one thing that I HATE, absolutely LOATHE, is when people complain about doing readings and how boring they were and then, when it comes to class, they are the very people who can have lengthy debates with the lecturer, cos obviously, they've done the readings, when right before class, they tell me that they haven't. ARGH!! You know why this pisses me off so much?! It's cos when I say I don't do my readings, I really don't do my readings . . . like, at all. People don't seem to understand my lack of enthusiasm for what I am doing. So note to everyone - please don't tell me that you haven't done any work, unless you REALLY haven't done any.

I've always not liked what I'm doing, in terms of my degree, but the difference before coming here was that I had everything else to keep me going back in Sydney- my friends, going out on the weekend, my favourite shopping joints - now, I still don't like what I'm doing, but worse still, I have nothing else to distract me.

Wise men talk because they have something to say. Fools talk because they have to say something.
- Plato

Blogging

Sometimes I read other people's blogs and they make me smile. They genuinely sound so happy and content with their lives. They always have interesting insights. I don't know if this happens to other people, but during the day I always think of stuff I wanna put in my blog but when it actually comes to writing my blog, I completely forget what I wanted to write. So I probably had much more interesting things to say but I just can't remember . . .

No amount of experimentation can ever prove me right; a single experiment can prove me wrong.
- Albert Einstein

Life evaluation Part 1

Wrote this really long rant, but decided against publishing it here. . . they were sentiments that I have imparted already and after reading it over myself, it really was just a product of my boredom and frustation at being here. Tomorrow is gonna be boring again as I don't have uni, but I might make the effort to drag my ass outside and go somewhere. I don't know yet, am so not bothered anymore . . .

I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.
- Winston Churchill