Week 22: My hands are cold.

i am once again resorting to numerals for help.

1. i have a new housemate - her name is Hanne (pronounced Han-nah). she is norwegian and has light blond (really blond nice yellow curly wavy omg i damn like type) hair and blue eyes. gen moved out because she had to do time on a farm in Camden HAHA! hi gen.

2. i have just given my mid-year presentation, which went swimmingly well. all i have to do now is write up that damn thesis and i am set for life. yeaaah.

3. that trip up to Coffs Harbour has severely altered my sleeping habits, and ultimately the entire way i function on a daily basis. now, it is impossible to wake up before 11 a.m. and to sleep before 3 a.m. - which means every friday i am doomed as honours' meetings start at 9.30 a.m.

4. google map - streetview is teh genius! i could not stop playing with it.



too bad this function is not available in malaysia. talk about bringing the invasion of privacy to a greater level! you can even see the slightest hint of my clothes rack on my balcony!

5. to ease myself into a mindless stupor in hopes of being able to fall asleep earlier and faster (harder, stronger, better wtf), i've picked up anime again. naruto shippuden thrills me and fushigi yuugi transports me back to the days where i am eating 'vegetarian' noodles with chicken rendang and sambal 'see hum' before being driven off to Mr Mathi's Tuition For Kids Who Want To Learn BM Good And Do Other Stuff Good Too. ziiiiinnnggggggggg!

6. i am very tired. i don't know how much longer i can keep this up.

7. at first it begins silently, stealthily. the notes come together, the beats cohere and everything that once was becomes audible. it shudders and quivers and trembles tremulously. the strain pulses and palpitates and begins to build a life of its own - a defining character begins to mold. it grows. and grows. and crescendoes into a glorious chorus of drumbeats and guitar strains - chaos in the face of order! it is alive!

and i am lost.