accents

Okay, one thing about going to a new country.

THE ACCENT ZOMG.

It is such a pain. Honestly, I think I do it pretty well on some days....

New Friend: Wait, you're from Malaysia? So you went to school there?
Me: (in my head: UHHH damn obviousssss) Yeah! :)
New Friend: Wow. Your english is reallyyyyyy gooooood..........
Me: Thank you! (fireworks go off in my head, YESSSSS YAY PHONETIC SUCCESSSSSS I AM AWESOME)

But some days, I am sooooo crap at it. My tongue gets all tied up, then I get nervous and pronounce things all wrongly, and start stuttering....
And it's all gradual! I'd start out normal, then they'd see me progress into this strange quivering girl, flinging her arms about trying to get words across, getting all her grammar wrong.... shifty eyes shifty eyes..... SO AWKWARD.

I was so comfortable around Jing Yong just because he's malaysian and he understands how it's perfectly normal for someone to just stand there giggling non-stop (for no apparent reason) after consuming ice-cream (and only ice-cream) for dinner.

PEANUTS, RAISINS, SPRINKLES, HERSHEY'S SYRUP, WAFER CONE

I really needed to consume dairy products that night, in my defense. Dairyyyyyy. Tryptophan. But oh my GOSH I felt so good doing that. I totally missed having a pointless laughing fit. I missed that SO much. That was SO awesome.

I spent the first month in college eating alone. And I really enjoyed it. There are some people I know who find that dining alone is one of the most massive challenges about moving to a new city and a new school, and they get so depressed just cuz of the fact that they're all alone. It was normal to me though, not in a loner kind of way, but I don't know, I kinda like eating alone sometimes.
I like shopping alone.
I like being alone.
But obviously not all the time.
Obviously.
Anyway, but in the first month, I found that eating with other people is very good because it just stops you from overeating. Especially when you're one-to-one (omggg shoot crap crap time to pull off new accent WITH BROCCOLI IN TEETH) with cute senior american guys (who were orientation leaders, it was totally not because of my "charm" HAH), you end up nibbling delicately on your penne pasta. Piece by piece. Like how Weng Sum used to eat 'loh shi fun' one by one, nibble by nibble....

Exactly like that. Wow. I wonder if they thought I was weird, like how I totally poked fun at Weng Sum for doing that.

HAHA. O.o

Anyway.

Accents. Sigh, accents.

Blogging

Okay I don't know how to do this.

"Don't know how to do what?" :D 

Blog. I don't know how to blog. There are so many things to consider while blogging.

Apart from the content (omg she sounds so shallow today, omg she only posts about the same thing all the time, omg her english so bad, omg why do all her posts make no sense, omg I don't understand her latest post... although I enjoy having people not understand my posts, but that's another story), there's the frequency of the updates, there's the aesthetics factor, there's the time commitment....

Sien Yi: You don't have to worry about that. It's your blog. Do what you want with it. It's you.


But but but I am so many things, and which side of me should I portray on a website? I have so many opinions but am too afraid to phrase it all out because they do not meet my own expectations.

My expectations are too high. And in all that effort, they backfire; how ironic isn't it?

If you hardly judge other people, why do you judge yourself?

MNL 2

"God doesn't give you what you want the most; He gives you what you need the most."

Smile. :)

Rachel!!! :) At Peyto Lake, Banff, Canada!

o.O

HAHAHA alright, so compare Sien Yi's most embarrassing moment to mine:

Rubiks cube:
I used the word logarithm in place of algorithm *face palm* (IT NEVER MADE SENSE but I honestly just didn't care to ask).
Sien Yi, on the other hand, claimed his most embarrassing moment is how the daughter of our ex-prime minister found out about how he could solve the cube BLINDFOLDED.

*again, face palm*

And when he's NOT deprived of his sight, he can solve it in 13.00 (read: point zero zero) seconds (read: seconds).

Who else is joining the Sien Yi Fan Club?

comfort, deep-rooted

Dense, speckled sponge unmoving,
The voices, they push you.
The boundaries have melted away now; they no longer exist.
Six months of pain, an apparition. I was strict.
Could it really have been worse?
The cessation of omnipotence in the most basic endeavors.
Disquietude. It's single.

But it was sprinkled with cinnamon,
How do you refuse cinnamon?

5 apples

I ate five apples today.

I am... so sick... of apples.

View from a random window in New Cabell Hall.

But I couldn't hear you; you were too far away.

"I felt like I was talking to the..."
"..the wall?"
*pause*
"Yeah. The wall."

unbend

Today's a super chill, relaxed day in, after such a hectic week. It's Saturday, there's a football game later against William&Mary, and you have no idea how much I don't feel like dressing up now. Guys in ties, girls in pearls? As we strive to hold our preppy rep? No wonder. There's a massive J.Crew warehouse sale every year in Charlottesville. It's not really their fault. (?)

Deadlines are such a pain to keep track of; am needing something (even?) more portable than the iCal in my laptop.

But an iPad is a stupid stupid concept, with an exorbitant price tag. (in denial)

Went for the OYFA party last night, because I was so tired after a three (more like four) hour shift at Nihao. The night was my first, and apparently the craziest... sense the disconnection? Tired? So you go out?

Grace are you becoming more extroverted?

sketchuan szechuan last night.

"You're Malaysian? So... you're... international?"
"Um.. YEAH! :D "
"Wow. I couldn't tell."

O.o

On the way back to my dorm, detoured a bit to Dungleson (cuz I didn't want to walk to Dillard alone), and got stuck there with a bunch of guys going ballistic over a tiny rice cooker (lol) and soy sauce.
What was I freaking doing there? But I got to see the old Alderman dorms, and the rooms are really nice! One of the guys freakily reminds me of Nik Fikri, my classmate from primary school who lost 50 pounds and started to look like David Archuleta. Hahahaha.

John Han reminds me of the scream.

I would post the scream mask, but I don't want a repeat of the mistake I made with the dragon. >.<

Skinny Cow's ice-cream sandwiches are da bomb, I want another one. But the guy at Runk swiped me instead so I got stuck taking more to-go boxes for... my sister?

To feed my sister who can very well afford to feed herself. :P

A guy (from Mongolia?! <-- an interrobang teehee) laughed at me during brunch for using the word 'bloody.'

"HAHA THAT'S SOOO BRITISH."

Well blimey, I must say.

My first sponsored dinner from Nihao last Monday.

I ought to go. And dress up.