RANDOM PICTURES OF BOREDOM
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some of these pics are a few weeks/months overdue but since i'm bored now, heres a post about boring stuffs.
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i lovelove my birthday camera manymany :)) its a crazy-advanced piece of technology that cost a fortune (thanks for not removing the price tag baby at least i know i'm worth at least $699 :)) and shld not be allowed into the hands of a technological moron.
let alone one that seems to have veryvery bad karma w electronic equipment.
but so far so good 1month down and it still doesnt have a scratch on it.
i'm very proud of myself :D
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heres mr. cat after his first visit to the vet looking very miserable.
i wld be too if i had to take sucky meds..
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i got bored and cut my fringe by myself.
i left it down for a day and since then its been constantly pinned up.
forgot how much i hate hair in my eyes.
plus its uneven which means i gotta go for a haircut soon..
lube&banana
i don't know why i have such things hanging arnd my table haha..
i got bored and zhnged this quite sweet pic.
pity bout the evian bottle though which i cldnt figure out how to photoshop away.
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sian.
so very bored.
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chlorpheniramine maleate
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i'm miserable.
my greatest joy used to be sleeping uninterrupted for up to 12hours on end.
now due to god knows what, i'm suddenly an insomniac.
when i do get to sleep (after 2hours of rolling arnd in bed), i remain semi-conscious and/or have nightmares to go along with it.
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so i did some research on chlorpheniramine maleate (aka the small yellow tablet for colds thats infamous for knocking people out) cos i'm down (woe is me) with the flu yet again.
theres this guy who took like 60 of them and even though he has chronic insomnia, he managed to fall asleep for 12hours.
i want that too! too bad i only have 14 pills plus i'm damn humji.
i'm scared if i take more than 3 i wont be able to wake up tmr and study. or what if i o/d then they have to pump my stomach? then i can't sit for my paper which'll suck.
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anyone have any suggestions?
urghh sibei siebi sian.
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IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL
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i figure i shld blog more since i'm so free nowadays with all my staring at readings and watching bleach but what am i sup to blog about when my life is so insanely mundane? if i had a diary i think the entries every day wld be more or less similar (other than the odd joy of mj now and then)
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my daily schedule:
i wake up at 3pm, scavenge for lunch (and if i can't find anyone buying from outside/ anything in hall i just starve), surf abit of porn (no i'm kidding haha just wanted to make myself seem more exciting haha), surf facebook/blogwatch/email etcetc, open my notes and readings, get distracted and watch abit of greys/bones/private practice/2 and a half men/bleach/etcetc wait till the bf finishes his nonsense, go holland v grab dinner coffee, and before i can even start studying at starbucks, they close at 11pm. then after that go back hall, nua arnd till 2, try to study but get tired by 3 and sleep 12hours till the next day.
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told you theres not much sense in me blogging about my excitingness.
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BUTBUTBUTBUTBUT I CANT WAIT TILL AFTER THE EXAMSSSSSSSS!
(isn't it how interesting that everyone seems to make grand plans DURING the exam time)
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1) first off, maybe zoukout (haven decided if i wanted to go tho... dont think theres enough time to work off the exam fats)
2) my bike license
3) batam! to cable ski and go-kart
4) brewerkz to get drunk of cheap beer
5) hopefully a parent-sponsored hol to somewhere further that jb
6) FINALLY get to finishing watching all my shows. i hate the fact that i haven watched the WHOLE season 2&3 of csi ny and its now in the midst of season 4! i feel incomplete :(
7) club/drink/mj/shop/library and maybe work.
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yeahhhhhhh sounds goooooooood :)
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and before i go,
MADARAME IKKAKU'S BANKAI IS WAY MORE POWER THAN ANYONE ELSES LAH.
WHO SAYS SIZE DOESNT MATTER. bald men have suddenly taken on a whole new hotness :))
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still 3 to go.
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BAD OMENS
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ways to realize you're gonna screw up really badly for a paper:
1) you spot topics without really understanding it
2) you get distracted by mj the nite before the paper
3) you try to sleep but end up with multiple nightmares
anyone knows it means when you dream about being chased, throwing your shoes at your assailant and a cat cooking you poisoned kway teow?
i sure don't but what i do know for sure is that with such weird dreams, it def means that its gonna be a bad day ahead of you.
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1 down, 3 to go.
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*edit*
took a nap after the paper and managed to actually dream up
COHERENT AND CORRECT ANSWERS TO THE PAPER!
arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
dreaming about answers rock, but not for papers that are alr over -.-
maybe i shld go back to slp now and start dreaming of answers to the rest of my papers :))
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my life now revolves arnd 10hour naps, readings, tummy aches, watching shows, light headedness, emo-ness, boredom, rolling around in bed doing absolutely nothing, hunger pangs, wishing i was rich, thinking about post-exam activities, and thinking of ways to get my essay marked even though its 3weeks late.
no wonder i'm emo nemo.
boohoo.
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i'm emo-ing and i finally have a damn fucking legit reason to do so!
dammit i shld be worrying bout other things but all i'm thinking about now are sea-monkeys.
how weird is that.
i'm gonna eat some nutella bread to drown out my sea-monkey thoughts.
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I HATE PROJECTS
I HATE DEADLINES
I HATE WORD LIMITS
I HATE BEING RESTRICTED IN MY CREATIVITY AND INTELLECTUAL DISCOURSES
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I HATE GROUP PROJECTS
I HATE PEOPLE CUTTING OUT WHAT I WRITE WITHOUT TELLING ME
I HATE WRITING ESSAYS STRESSED OUT BY OTHER PEOPLES EXPECTATIONS
I HATE WORKING SO HARD FOR A DUMB ASS PROJECT WHICH I'M NOT EVEN SURE WILL END UP IN THE FINAL COPY
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I HATE WIRELESS CONNECTIONS.
I HATE HAVING TO WAIT FOR PAGES TO LOAD.
I HATE HAVING TO RE-LOGIN EVERY 1/2 A MIN TO WIRELESS.
I HATE WAITING FOR 2138765273653874 YEARS FOR ANY OTHER PROGRAMME TO LOAD COS WIRELESS TAKES UP SO MUCH RAM.
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on a totally different point,
the feeling of beating other irritants to the last table at a very crowded starbucks is EXHILARATING.
eat my socks you sucker-ass bitches!
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and bakerzin's chocolate amer (which is sold at starbucks as well) is THE SHIZZ (for lack of a better word)
made me alot less annoyed def (although not enough to stop me from totally blogging).

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wait, one last one:
I HATE UGLY PEOPLE WHO PDA.
hello hot people pda-ing is fine- its actual quite a turn-on.
like live porn.
but gross people just looks like those anti-aids campaign.
turns you off wanting to have sex for a long long time.
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I R CLEVER
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i suddenly feel very smart.
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within 2hours,
1) faithliang
"eh how come you always nv go lecture you still know how to do your essay ah?"
(note: i know i shld have felt more sad than proud since she basically insinuated that i'm lazy, but then again, beggars cant be choosers when it comes to compliments rite haha)
2) jason
"but your essays all quite good one wat no meh... like that A you got for your paper last sem"
(note: that was my first and only (and seemingly last) A for ANYTHING in nus)
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3) roy
"eh you know mensa iq score requirement is 140?"
(note: my iq is 138 according to facebook and 143 according to tickle.com so i'm just gonna average it out and say YES CHARLOTTE CHEW IS A MENSA ENTRY LEVEL SMART-ASSSSSSSS)
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i can bet that the facebook iq test isnt exactly mensa reliable but hey, seeing my name (almost... like erm 70%?) up there in the charts really gave me an immense sense of accomplishment.
unfortunately, the brains weren't exactly nutured-
i have only my parents (and not myself) to thank for it :(
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it seems that everytime i get a positive comment about my intellect, it's always coupled with a negative one, usually concerning my laziness and lack of motivation.
if i had a dollar for everytime my report card said "charlotte is a bright girl. but she just isn't trying hard enough", i'd be RICH.
in fact $20 rich to be exact.
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sigh.
maybe its just a school thing.
(*fingers and toes triple crossed)
maybe when i finally come out and work, i'll finally find my motivation and determination (though i doubt thats possible since these qualities are proving rather elusive even as i indulge in ad-hoc paid work now and then)
ahh well i'd just rather keep the fingers and toes crossed at this point of time.
not exactly easy to untangle entangled triple knotted digits....
WOW I AM SO NOT FUNNY.
ITS THE LACK OF SLEEP I TELL YOU.
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still, i do think i am witty and smart and erm... clever.
(but obviously not very blessed in vocabulary haha)
imagine if i hadn't been dropped on the head as a child,
i think i'd be the TOP SCORER in iq rankings on facebook :))
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ok time to go take a 2day mc later considering my race paper was due yesterday and i havent even started on it yet.
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if you like this as much as i do,
(trust me i like it more than just liking it)
do check out sarah's fash blog:
http://onceuponamademoiselle.blogspot.com/
isn't she just so brilliantly fashion forward? :))
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and heres another of her creations: oh and btw sarah, I WANT A SILKSCREEN SHIRT TOO!
(i have no idea what words i want on it tho... I LOVE SG POST? hahaha)
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I WANT TO BE A GAY STRIPPER
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i thought of smth funny to blog about just now but somehow i cant rmb what that smth funny was.
all i can rmb is that it was a very fleeting idea while i was on the can taking a damn good crap.
ah...
how inspiration strikes at the oddest times.
maybe i shld start bringing my laptop on my excursions to the loo,
prob help alot in typing my essays.
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speaking of essays,
its that time of the sem where an undergrad is swamped beyond swamped by massive piles of essays and readings.
i'm so lost doing my race essay (i blame it on my utter laziness in not attending lectures) that i think i'll actually go see my prof for help.
way too late to start doing readings to understand what the mod is about anyway.
good thing i'm actually awake (omg at 8am!! (ok fine so i didnt exactly sleep)) early enough to go see him.
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so anyway,
HALLOWEEN!
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halloween celeb last sat was surprisingly fun :)
for the first time, i was actually OUT on halloween weekend instead of my usual moping arnd due to my utter laziness at sourcing for costumes.
then again, i wasn't exactly dressed up either as i was working as a doorbitch at bianco for faz' birthday, which meant i was stationed outside the gay club mox.
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i have decided that gay men look so much better than straight boys for the simple reason that they BOTHER dressing up and BOTHER working out.
the number of them decked out in tight pec/booty showing outfits like SM attire (think whips, corsets, nipples peeking out, leather boots etcetc) and of course drag (cleopatra, greek goddesses etcetc) was INSANE.
even those who DIDNT dress up were eyecandy enough (veryvery tight shirts/skinny jeans alert!).
urgh WHY DIDNT I BRING MY CAMERA :(
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oh oh ohhhh and did i mention that alot of them dressed DOWN too? :D
the underwear models (apparently their straight (!!!)) who were parading arnd for the whole nite had on the tiniest and tightest briefs, thongs and y-fronts that i have EVER seen.
and the amount of money that was tucked in their waistbands... RIDICULOUS.
one of them let me count the money and there was
$315 JUST IN TIPS.
well, thats my conclusion i guess.
gay men are better looking AND more generous.
i feel like i shld have been born a gay stripper.
then i'd have a hot bod, fab fash sense and a shitload of money tucked in my waistband.
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alritey class soon (wow, both 2nd last lesson AND my second ever lesson for the mod)
hope theres mj tonite.
fingers itchy.
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