liek... WHOA!!!!
zomg zomg ZOMG!!!
i mean... yesterday had been utterly HORRID... so i'm gonna throw away my adult self and start groveling at the feet of UCOL (no matter how much i hate the system at times). otherwise... you'll see me camping above my boss's shop... camping temporary in a flat filled with guys *shudders* (not that i have anything against you fellas, but being the only female.... and an asian... this can get creepy if i don't know you), staying for a term in a flat which is reasonable pricing but the entire house makes me CRY because ... the bedrooms' ceiling is only like... 2 inches above my head? the stairs is like a ladder and if it isn't next to a wall acting as a railing support, one backward move and sweet goodbye tumbling down...
and boy, when the flatmate says the kitchen is small... it is an exasgeration.
it is TINY.
and the fridge is right next to the washing machine which is next to the bathroom (WTF there's space in the kitchen for the fridge!!!).
>_> maybe if i'm a local or from the country... this shouldn't be too bad. not that my standard is very high but as long as it is comfortable and there isn't any funny growing fungus around... i would be fine...
mmm... most of the house i see or try to see is either too painful to walk too or suffocating...
am i that picky? >_>
I CAN'T STAND IN THIS CONDITION! GWARRRRGH!!!
either a nice available space comes up before my 2 weeks are up...
or UCOL gives me a room in ANOTHER flat (i hope less noisy though)...
i don't even have time to even cry about leaving home <--- a must.
last night was a total breakdown. i was this close |--| to booking a flight and fly back to malaysia.
it'll be a waste though. *bites hankie* prevail... prevail.... goddammit... *SCREAMS AT MOM AND KEMU*
from now on... i'm gonna put myself first. i'm not going to love anyone else until i learn to love myself first, put myself first and everyone else second.
i'm not going to forking CARE until i learn to love myself. about time i stop denying myself. i'm having too many conflicts to remain stable... BLARGH!!!
on a second note... happy valentine's day to everyone.
and on a third note (to my surprise)... i've decided to check my mail on lycos for the fun of it... and guess what i found?
... someone gave me a paid account.
liek WHOA?!!
*copy paste name, searches*
the nick is very VERY familiar.... *checks if she is watching this person*
do i know you? do i know you? i THINK i do know you somewhere on the community...
liek liek liek... (there's a purpose why i'm spelling this way)
... zomg... i can't waste this paid account.
though hands down i actually rarely use paid accounts... the same on deviant (though print account would be true love, but not important)...
... moreover i rarely crap anything interesting on my livejournal without being REAL biatchy.
i will not insert his/her name here... last thing i want is some random person bombarding the poor fella for a paid account.
but with your honour... i'm going to turn this journal into my art journal.
scrap, finished art, doodle, short stories, commissions, poems, illustrations... designs...
FOR THIS WHOLE YEAR!!! I'M GONNA POST SOMETHING ON THIS JOURNAL AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK!!!
but until i get a place to stay... you won't see any new stuff...
i'll post up some art fillers that wasn't posted anywhere else. :D
thanks *chus*
EDIT:: stupid livejournal hates my emotes, doesn't it... =_=
i mean... yesterday had been utterly HORRID... so i'm gonna throw away my adult self and start groveling at the feet of UCOL (no matter how much i hate the system at times). otherwise... you'll see me camping above my boss's shop... camping temporary in a flat filled with guys *shudders* (not that i have anything against you fellas, but being the only female.... and an asian... this can get creepy if i don't know you), staying for a term in a flat which is reasonable pricing but the entire house makes me CRY because ... the bedrooms' ceiling is only like... 2 inches above my head? the stairs is like a ladder and if it isn't next to a wall acting as a railing support, one backward move and sweet goodbye tumbling down...
and boy, when the flatmate says the kitchen is small... it is an exasgeration.
it is TINY.
and the fridge is right next to the washing machine which is next to the bathroom (WTF there's space in the kitchen for the fridge!!!).
>_> maybe if i'm a local or from the country... this shouldn't be too bad. not that my standard is very high but as long as it is comfortable and there isn't any funny growing fungus around... i would be fine...
mmm... most of the house i see or try to see is either too painful to walk too or suffocating...
am i that picky? >_>
I CAN'T STAND IN THIS CONDITION! GWARRRRGH!!!
either a nice available space comes up before my 2 weeks are up...
or UCOL gives me a room in ANOTHER flat (i hope less noisy though)...
i don't even have time to even cry about leaving home <--- a must.
last night was a total breakdown. i was this close |--| to booking a flight and fly back to malaysia.
it'll be a waste though. *bites hankie* prevail... prevail.... goddammit... *SCREAMS AT MOM AND KEMU*
from now on... i'm gonna put myself first. i'm not going to love anyone else until i learn to love myself first, put myself first and everyone else second.
i'm not going to forking CARE until i learn to love myself. about time i stop denying myself. i'm having too many conflicts to remain stable... BLARGH!!!
on a second note... happy valentine's day to everyone.
and on a third note (to my surprise)... i've decided to check my mail on lycos for the fun of it... and guess what i found?
... someone gave me a paid account.
liek WHOA?!!
*copy paste name, searches*
the nick is very VERY familiar.... *checks if she is watching this person*
do i know you? do i know you? i THINK i do know you somewhere on the community...
liek liek liek... (there's a purpose why i'm spelling this way)
... zomg... i can't waste this paid account.
though hands down i actually rarely use paid accounts... the same on deviant (though print account would be true love, but not important)...
... moreover i rarely crap anything interesting on my livejournal without being REAL biatchy.
i will not insert his/her name here... last thing i want is some random person bombarding the poor fella for a paid account.
but with your honour... i'm going to turn this journal into my art journal.
scrap, finished art, doodle, short stories, commissions, poems, illustrations... designs...
FOR THIS WHOLE YEAR!!! I'M GONNA POST SOMETHING ON THIS JOURNAL AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK!!!
but until i get a place to stay... you won't see any new stuff...
i'll post up some art fillers that wasn't posted anywhere else. :D
thanks *chus*
EDIT:: stupid livejournal hates my emotes, doesn't it... =_=