Chilled Wine

omigod..it's been so loooong...and damn it was good. would kill for a strawberry daquiri...

I miss my hairdresser..

I always wondered how hairdressers manage to charge absolutely ridiculous prices for a trim and get away with it. Paid about 35 for mine back at home and that was considered cheap...had an RM70 one in KL once.......

I found out why today.... *takes a Sibu moment: who ask you hand itchyla...serves you right*.. :(
was sitting in lectures, and my fringe is at that akward length where i can barely tuck it behind my ears, can't exactly pin it up without risking looking like a retard--a chinese one at that ( so sick of stoopid ang moh's coming up to me going 'ni hao, ni hao!'...hao wat..hao your head..), and if i dont tuck it or pin it up, it falls over my eye...so I spend an entire lecture flipping my fringe and end up with a bloddy crick in my neck..

So then I get back to my room, stand in front of the mirror, and I'm thinking: If Alex can do it, so can I--(Alex is my hairdresser...dude works magic, no shit)..........in retrospect, dunno what the fuck I was thinking..
anyway, got my dustbin, set it on a table in front of my mirror, and reached for my Mickey Mouse scissors...didn't even bother with a comb...thought I was THAT good....gah! why I so liddat...
Must say I looked pretty professional though, snipping away Alex-style....k maybe Alex-wannabe-style...
Pause...looks in the mirror..faints and goes into a coma where people dont really care what your fringe looks like... :(
While it used to be flip-ish and rather stylish,....it's now still flip-ish...but in a hair-in-my-eye-not-really-even way....And it will be 20 quid to rescue it....*chokes *...maybe I can tell people A-symmetry is the In thing for Autumn...*chokes again*...

Alex, I'll never complain about waiting for 1 hour before you finally arrive and waiting another hour while you make tea and talk on the phone ever again...sob...

Oh, on a brighter note....I bounce back so fast I scare myself..hehe..I bought Memoirs of Geisha for 2 pounds!!!...can't wait to get started on it...yet to finish Captain Corelli's Mandolin though..oh the joy of reading :)

French Kiss

I'm DONE!! DONE!!.woohoo!!..2 months of browsing government websites and googling the menstrual cycle *shudders*...it all comes to an end today...*laughs like a maniac*...cannot wait to hand it in..but it's weird how a person tends to develop an attachment to anyone or anything given enough time..we are,after all, creatures of habit....just wondering what I'm going to do after this....it's like this everytime I finish something..after the initial high, I feel like tearing it up and starting all over again...just for the heck of it..no, I'm not on medication...though Lemsip is the most disgusting thing I've ever tasted..Blergh!..no wonder all the germs die..I feel like killing myself..Blergh..

DIY Highlighting kits are so cool!!..hehe...and they're cheaper over here too...its so ironic the one thing I can afford will probably make me stoopid...cest' la vie...I take comfort in knowing if I fail, I fail with pretty hair..*grins*..hehe..Back to the kit, it's like a Chemistry experiment!!..So u get this bottle with a nozzle that has the Fearless Developing Cream,...love the name :P,.. then you empty the Fearless Highlighting Powder sachet into the bottle....and you get this bright red stuff, to which you add the Fearless Highlighting Gel...you're supposed to shake it so it mixes thoroughly, nothing less than 5 minutes for me, baby!..Mr Lai has taught me well..hahaha..oh, and they give you this really cool comb that looks like a razor, and has 2 thingies at each end of the razory bit...*sounds incredibly blonde at this point*...and u're supposed to fill up the thingies with the mixture and comb through so u get evenly spaced highlights. Can't see the streaks very well though..looks like I redyed my hair..think I got carried away with the comb..hehe...for 3 pounds, I am entitled to be as "sua gu" as I want k

Btw, those of you who read this post because of the title say ''aye''....tsktsk..hehe...see, this is how all hollywood companies operate--stick a picture of Brad Pitt in his undies on a poster, and everyone flocks to the cinemas...I would never do that...unless it's a picture of Harrison Ford,..or Richard Gere...gah! shut up jade before someone locks u up.....what's the opposite of paedophillia...pae-dont-phillia?...can't believe I said that...I'm going to curl up and hide now....

Why you so talk cock wan..

Two Hokkien pengs, Ah Beng and Ah Seng, got promoted from privates to corporals.Not long after, they're out for a walk and
Ah Beng says, "Eh, Seng ah, there's the NCO Club. Let's go inside and tiao bu."
"But we all is plivate only, mah," protests Ah Seng.
"No, we all is copler now," says Ah Beng, pulling him inside.
Once inside the pub, Ah Beng says, "Okay, let's order some beer and pray!"
"But we all is plivate!" says Ah Seng.
"Piang eh, you cannot see, meh?" says Ah Beng, pointing to his stripes.
"We all is copler now!"
After leaving the NCO club, Ah Beng and Ah Seng go to Geylang.There, Ah Beng whistles at a hooker, but
the hooker says, "Sorry, hor. Tonight cannot because I got gonorrhea."
Ah Beng pulls Ah Seng to the side and says, "Eh, you go and check the dictionary and see what 'gonorrhea' means. It it's okay, give me the okay sign."
Ah Seng goes to look it up, comes back, and gives Ah Beng a big thumbs-up.Three weeks later, Ah Beng is in the hospital with a severe case of gonorrhea.
"Gan ni na," he scolds Ah Seng. "Why you tell me it's okay?"
"Not my fault!" says Ah Seng. "In the dictionary, it says gonorrhea affects the privates."
Then he points to his stripes: "But we is copler now, mah!"

Glossary:
peng--soldier
tiao bu--dance
piang eh--exclamation..not unlike the british 'Blimey!'
gan ni na--your mother

courtesy of talkingcock.com

this website is priceless...was getting ready to chew on coffee beans ( ..been on a caffeine high for 2 days...)..then I found this...hehehe...now i dont have to force mysef to swallow yucky dining hall coffee anymore...*whistles a merry tune*..no, the caffeine hasnt worn off..*grins like a retard*..

Please buy a new radio...

5 more pages of texts and 3 more pages of diagrams to go..woohoo!!..bleh....soo tired i can't even be sarcastic anymore....Am scared I'll end up like my lecturers who make lame jokes..then laugh at it themselves while everyone else stares and blinks....

Just had lamb rogan josh or sth with rice..but without the lamb..and apple crumble that had pears,pineapple and cherries...but no apple...I miss KTJ food..worms in the salad, lumpy soup and the pizza that Fahim used as a frisbee included...at least u see the meat when they say it's there..

My feet hurt because of stupid 2 pound shoes and I think all this working on the endocrine control of the menstrual cycle is taking a toll on my hormones...and I know I shouldnt complain so much 'cause that's what Prasad does :P but i can't help it...

My neighbour's radio is fucked so am currently listening to Britney going..:"hhhhitmehitmehitmehitme..."

Hit me...:(

Food for Dummies

10 signs that food does NOT like you:

1. Your newly bought orange juice turns fizzy the day after you buy it....yes, fizzy..
2. Your bread turns green the day after you buy it...bluish green..
3. Your butter falls off the window ledge the day after you buy it...in my defense, it wasn't close to the edge at all..
4. Your apples go squishy the day after you buy them.
5. Your housemate's tea tastes better than yours....and its the same bloody brand
6. You grapes grow white fuzzy beards the day after you buy them...no, it's not cute
7. Your biscuits, which are not due to expire for another year, taste expired the day after you buy them.
8. Your cheese smells funny the day after you buy it...so i forgot to take it in when the weather turned warm...I have work!
9. Your ham turns sour the day after you buy it.
10. Your cheese and onion pasty tastes funky the day after you buy it.

No, these did not all happen at the same time....I'm not that suey la kay...*takes a moment*...no I'm not..

So as of this week, I will no longer buy groceries...I will save the money and buy really useful medical books or put it in a special account so that I can use it for other useful and if-i-dont-have-it-i-will-die-or-fail-med-school-which-is-actually-like-dying stuff...

*note: my mum reads this blog :P

OOH! Dr Kendall came into LT1 the other day and said"Congratulations..you've made it to week 5 of medical school."......yay!!!*pats self on back...cannot reach...nvm..* I am 2.6% through med school! woohoo!!!..hehehe...I'm so full of it..

Mmmm..Margarita..not the drink, the pizza :P

Went for lectures this morning..for the first time in a week or so...didnt realise how much i missed being in a claustophobically tiny lecture hall with 210 people at 9 am...(well actually the 209 of us dont count coz we're not really there anyway..*speak for yourself,Jade..tsktsk*)...so yes, 1 lecturer and 209 monkeys disguised as medical students. Really good to see everyone and talk about completely random things like 2-pound shoes...no, i cant stop bragging.. :"P

Was based in Portsmouth for IPL last week--interprofessional learning....the concept is actually quite meaningful..but anything beyond the concept is complete bollocks...they sit u in a room with a bunch of nurses, radiographers n social workers n ask u to talk about the importance of team building,..they then send u on a discovery trail to find out how many churches there are in bloody Buckland...wanted to shoot myself at the end of it...had lovely people in my group though..n here's the best bit, after 2 days of pointless discussions, they send u back to Southampton for ''individual reflection"...note to organizing comittee-- u want a reflection, get a mirror...but then its 2 days off so i'm not complaining...

My IPL group:)

Have to go back to teenage pregnancy now.....its my 12-page foundation course assignment and its amazing wat they come up with-----
1.endocrine control on the menstrual cycle..fair enough
2. what do u think causes teenage pregnancy?.....not exactly rocket science is it...
3.evaluate ways tht hv been used to reduce it.....celibacy is a start
4.the social effects of being a teenage mother......when the son gets to college she automatically becomes a milf.......
wonder what Dr.Hillier would say if I actually submit this...they did say to take an individualistic approach...hmm...but if anyone has anything to say abt this...please please feel free to share...its 3% of my final grade...

Parts of this post might sound familiar to some..yes, I have stooped to copy-pasting abstracts from a group e-mail...*hangs head in shame*....please forgive me:(..

Hot pizza is goooood after a hard nights work..mmm..

For the LOVE of Shopping

IPL is OVER!!! woohoo!....the facilitator let us off early so that their little foreign friend,yours truly, could go get her shoes from Gunwharf Quay....I love you Ms Armstrong!...think she kind of got sick of me fidgeting in my seat...*blush*..
walked all the way to Gunwharf, which is basically an entire mall made up of factory outlet stores...*skips around*..hehehe...didnt stay too long though..wanted to go to town really bad---closing down sale in ShoeFayre...need I say more?

Spoils of war..*victory dance*...~and hopes to God dad never ever comes across this post..or this blog for that matter... :

15 pounds~~after discount:5 quid (Real Suede...*shivers*..)
from Bags Etc....dont you just love the name :P

look at the detail on this thing

20 pounds~~after discount:2 quid (adore the kitten heels!..*squeals*)

20 pounds~~after discount: 2 quid...*faints for effect*..


20 quid ~~after discount : 2 quid! (aren't they gorgeous)

all from ShoeFayre....I'm sorry you're closing down...but you have made me really really happy.. :)

I'm going to go sing in the shower now....tralala...

Sound of Music...not..

Its 2 a.m, I have just reached the stage where my mind stops working... I'll rephrase that..stops thinking about useless things like what Jade'll be wearing to lectures the next day..yes, i miss wearing a uniform..no shit..
The chick(maybe not chick..more KTJ Ayam Gergasi) living opposite me slams her door open..you can do that if you're about the size of a young killer whale, and turns on her music, which sounds oddly like something you would get in a low budget Chinese feng-tau club...swear I could feel my bed move as she was dancing to the beat...
I took it for abt 15 minutes....then marched over, turtle clutched tightly and shot her..reckon she can bloody feed a third world country...
But then i figured she wouldnt taste too great so I asked her if she could please turn down the volume or close the door instead..she stared at me for about 3 seconds and graciously obliged...
Thanks to the little feng-tau session by proxy...speaking of which, prasad and praveen, u guys owe me a dance...my mind went into hyperdrive.....it's now matching earrings to the outfit Jade's wearing for her presentation in Pompi tomoro...lalala...

Instant pain

28p for instant noodles.....not the fancy imported Korean type...the made-in-Thailand-size-of- Mamee-Monster type....

i wanna go home.. *sniffles*

Its JADE

I need an identity necklace..the carrie bradshaw type only in this case it would say JADE in big,bold letters....or so help me god i will shoot the next brit who calls me Yu Lim...Picture this..walking happily into the School of Medicine office..(that phrase was an oxymoron actually..bleh)...waiting to collect yet another information pack..and
a lady points and goes: .."Yu"...
moi: *droll expression on face..looks around the otherwise empty room*..me?
lady at counter : yes, you..you're Yu?
moi: no, im genghis bloody khan..of course i'm me..*stares, blinks*..yes, Yu Chyn..Lim Yu Chyn..Lim's my surname..

Open my info pack..and whaddya know, a name tag that says...*drumroll*..Yu Lim!

push me off a cliff..please