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Friday, October 10, 2014

#530 - 10/10

I've been MIA from blogging for some period of time. I used to have so many pent-up feelings and things I wanted to say that just needed to be let out, written down (hello, stereotypical angsty teen!) - it was like some kind of relief. Nowadays, although I still read blogs on a daily basis, I no longer have the motivation to write a blog post. Perhaps I've fallen into a rut? Or I just feel like I have nothing meaningful to write or share? I'm unsure.

I've been plagued with a bout of bad luck ever since that June incident. Nothing good has happened since then. It's just been going downhill. Latest incident. Telling me in such an accusatory and pissy tone, blaming me for something out of my control, repeatedly asking the same questions for no good reason even when I had already said it was no longer with me. And when found out that it's actually there and has been there for goodness knows how many days and all I get is a shitty "all good, thanks" without a single apology for the shitty attitude and wrongfully accusing me all along, I really get the shits. And I feel even more pissed about the so-called big hurry, matter of extreme urgency when there's nothing for me. Why even bother? Not serious? Tell me then. We both know that there's no need to play nice anymore and try to ignore the elephant in the room. Obvious issue is obvious. It's been three weeks. Of nothing. I won't even bother anymore. I'm feeling slightly bitter, to be honest. Too old for this but yet too young for that. Such a vicious cycle to be caught up in. This will be the fourth time in such a short time that I have to do it again. I hate the process. I always end up feeling shit about myself and constantly re-evaluate my self-worth. The waiting game. And when there's absolutely nothing at all...hello, denigrated version of me. Not going to bother with it for the time being though. Just needed this rant out of my system.  For now, I'm just going to bury it deep inside my brain.

Shitty stuff aside, mid-sem break was amazingly good. As in so many awesome adventures and making brilliant memories with lovely people. Caught the reading bug again after discovering the jobs of epub. It's been four years since I last devoured books with such fervour. Now I think back, reading was my first love. I preferred books to people back in primary school and my ten-year-old self was perfectly content to hang out by myself and be absorbed in the world of Deltora. I thought the writing style of Gone Girl wasn't good and the characters were unlikeable and annoying, especially upper-class Amy (read: overrated) but YMMV. But definitely the best break by far! :)

Conception Day. WAS AWESOME. I love MQ. [PS: if confused, read this: http://www.buzzfeed.com/nicholaswray/conception-day#2i419mn]

Free double pass, yeaaa. First time seeing independent film at independent cinema. And it didn't disappoint! Got me addicted to: Starship - Nothing's Gonna Stops Us
One of the first people to dine at the pre-opening of the second Ippudo restaurant opposite UTS. *not even a food blogger on the guest list, still let in* Thanks Ken from JAM, even though we've never met! 
There's a reason behind our happy faces :) The manager came around to us halfway during our meal and told us the entire menu was free of charge. Was thinking, "Whaaat?! Did I hear right?! Free food?!" What is this blasphemy, Sydney dining is so expensive. Nothing's free. Shamelessly asked the waitress for confirmation... and she confirmed a yes. Ermahgerd, so much happiness. Turned a good dinner -> the best dinner. Shamelessly asked the chef to make a dessert after everyone else left so it was just us four patrons left in the restaurant since J & I were greedy :D. B & D were mortified and embarrassed on our behalf. Hahaha. Gladly filled out the survey and returned it to the lovely staff. Such a great night!  
Pre-Marquee
Spring Break! 

Shazzyy at N's bday

 Red egg! [side note: I thought I was no longer an awkward turtle but turns out, I still am one. If there's one thing I suck at big time, it's small talk. I really don't do superficial talk. If we click, we click. If we don't, we don't. That night was the most awkward I had felt in ages. So. incredibly. awkward. It was kinda unbearable for S & I. Thank god we had each other.  You'd think that being FF, we'd be close but we're not. I have no idea what we have in common except the blatantly obvious. A nice person but one I will never be close to. We're just totally different people with different lives. ]


ermahgerd. Personally, I don't care about GK since it's wanky but the second part!! :D
Cake for breakfast

HOT STAR. Finally! 1) The guy who served me was pretty rude. Saw me, ignored my existence until I had to ask him if I could get served. Where's the customer service?  2) Rude girl pushed in front of me. (Bitch.) I don't know why I didn't go off at her. And then he served her first. Dudeeee.  3) The chicken was good though! Shared between 2. 

Catch up time

Lindt Chocolate Cafe with dad, $10 waffles!

I find this adorable.

The usual public holiday yum cha with the fam @ Iron Chef

My hero/inspiration/best dad ever :)

Mum practising the art of selfies

"Let's selfie": my rents are adorable.

 Obligatory sis & me photo

Cabra has cool murals



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