Record no. of posts a day: 5

Here's a vulgar one:

I've declared myself and insomniac for tonight.

They run through my head like nobody's business.
'I hate Melb I hate Melb I hate Melb.
I don't wanna go back I don't wanna go back I don't wanna go back.'

*screams*
ARGH!!!!

It's almost 5.30am and I'm neither sleeping nor packing.

Sister says that cursing is for people with bad English and can't express themselves in proper words.
Spot on -

Fuck.

+ Flisha spoke @ 5:19 am

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4th entry at 4am

4am.
And I've still not packed.

I'm a reknown procrastinator who puts off studying, assignments, meeting up with people... etc...
The list goes on.
But really, I'm best at procrastinate packing.
In particular, packing to go back to Melb.

I hate Melb.
I hate the thought of having to go back.
And this tonight, I'm especially sad.

Screw the dratted packing.
I'll do a fel-daddy and ber-mummy: -
Pack just before leaving!

Sleeptime!
Goodnight.

+ Flisha spoke @ 4:03 am

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A third post

To let you know that I blogged a lot today.
Subconsciously probably because I'm procrastinating.

It's 2.45am.
And I STILL haven't packed.

Bugger...

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:45 am

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tall tanned cute scout with intense eyes

My brain archives were provoked today.
Haven't thought about this in years and suddenly, what was so cloudnine-ish suddenly seems so dumb.
:D

It was 2000 when I walked down the stairs to use the (only available) female bathroom at SJI on a certain Saturday afternoon in the middle of Curia meeting.
I passed the row of sinks where the tall, tanned scout leader was preparing for the next activity planned.
It involved water bombs.

'Cute', I thought. I walked passed the sinks on my way back up the stairs.
I heard somebody call out, 'Felicia?'
I whirled around.

'Do I know you?'
He looked straight at me and answered with just one word - his name.
'Oh. Nice meeting you.'

I smiled, turned around and walked off.
All I could think of the remaining LOM meeting was 'cute guy knows my name'.

And thus began the period Felicia's Huge Crush.

Lots of people would know who I'm referring to.
I have absolutely no intention of causing the tall, tanned, cute scout with intense eyes any embarassment...
Am just sharing the beginnings of my huge schoolgirl crush.

To the tall, tanned, cute scout with intense eyes,
If you're reading this,
Now you know.
Hah.

But like in Moulin Rouge,
The greatest thing you'd ever learn is to love and be loved in return.

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:32 am

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(#*@&$

I feel very duh today.

Maybe cos Lionel's such brainless company (dude it's a compliment).
And since Lionel likes quoting people...
He did a suddenly-laugh-to-himself thing today -
It was something along the lines of

'Why did the woman place ice on her breasts?
To freeze her assets'.

.............
???????
!!!!!!!!!!
#(*&$%^@

Thursday evening at the prata house:
On the topic of 'Ignation Spirituality Centre' (it's a retreat centre in Melbourne), the conversation went along these lines -

Terence: They have very nice gardens for a good quiet reflection.
Dennis: Why? Do they have a lot of mirrors?
(I forgot who): Maybe there's a lake included in the landscape.

Once again,
............
??????
!!!!!!!!!
#$^!*$#)

But I admit I do give it up to them.
Supersmart wits for my the brainless entertainment I thrive on.

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:52 am

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a.k.a Shuxian-day

The phone rang so loudy at 10.
'Sorry Fel I woke up late. Be at your house in 40 mins.'

'OK. Call me again when you get off the bus. I'm going back to sleep.'

LATE??!!!!
Heehee.... earlier than me laaahhhh.
I eventually woke up at 10.30am.

Anyway that was Shuxian.

She came over and we played piano the whole morning.
Thereafter we watched the Lion King.
It was such a heartwarming cartoon which I hadn't seen for at least 5 years (by the way it was on Laser Disc, if you remember what that is).
When I saw it today, I heard lines which I never really heard or understood before, and I read the lessons and messages they spoke of.
It was... different.
Thanks SX, for the wonderful choice of movie :D

We met PZ and the three of us went on my one person's HUGE shopping spree.
SX is amazing.
My lactose intolerant friend fell sick from the lassi we had, but never once in 3 hours said anything at all about it.

Missed mass to continue shopping.
Since when did I become such a shopaholic huh.
Well since today.
I've GOT to start packing to go back to Melb soon.

PZ had to go do her assignments.
So I went to SX's house.
There we watched more cartoons.
Well 1 hour of chinese tv, 2 episodes of friends, and more cartoon!
Saw Return to Neverland.

It was a wonderful Shuxian-day.
It started with her and and Disney cartoon, and it ended with her, and a Disney cartoon.

Thanks babe.
For the all and more that you are to me.

+ Flisha spoke @ 12:15 am

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So so scared

4 more pratas and I'm on my way back to Melb.

The timetable's out.
I've got a pretty timetable this semester (but as it is it excludes the numerous practicals...)

I feel so sick.
There's this odd sensation that runs through me repeatedly every time I think of the new semester.
It's a certain fear of the unknown.

Thankfully some things always stay the same -
Friendships.
Sister Theresa,Diane, Christine, then Eng Dudes....

That's about all I need to keep my sanity in Melb.

Breathe Felicia, Breathe...

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:12 am

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If you know Joanne...

For everybody who knows my dear friend Joanne Jong, here's a golden moment to be shared (unless you've heard it before first hand) -

To end off the msn conversation -

Joanne says:
i gotta go and stuyd (read study) now...

??!!
OH MY GOODNESS!!

Eh okay babe.
Study hard!

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:02 am

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Angels

It seems that they always appear when I'm most in various need of them.

Yes yes I know I'm pathetic.
Always in need of them.

I want to grow wings too.

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:52 pm

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It seems I've not been doing anything really productive... and I've not even spent time thinking of things that matter.
My life has been so meaningless that I've got nothing to blog about.
Somehow.

Then again, one might argue that it isn't meaningless cos I've been spending quality time with people...
That would be true.

But I've got nothing to say about spending quality time with people.
Except that they're wonderful folks.

Eternally grateful for the friendships.
Thanks!

Oh and by the way, I dreamt of my grandfather last night...

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:41 am

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just a thought

Sarah's MSN nickname:
JoY is going back to Melbourne soon.

How true.

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:57 pm

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YOU GRABBED MY BREAST!!

Yes, you didn't read me wrong.

That is what I screamed in the extremely crowded bus today.

While everybody was invading my space front, back, left, right and centre, the bus jerked to a stop and everybody standing almost fell.
Reflex action: Our hands made for some form of support, if we were not already clinging to one.
And so the frail old woman grabbed my breast from the back!!
I was rudely shocked.
My reflex action was to grabb her wrist and look into her eyes menancingly.
As she tried to wrestle her hand free from mine, she didn't seem to know what she did.

'What are you trying to do?' she had asked.
Some commuters looked up.
Horrified at her guts, I raised my voice.
'YOU GRABBED MY BREAST!!'
I enunciated every syllable.
By this time, all eyes in the bus were on us.
'So what do you want me to do?'
'Apologize,' was my response.

She didn't.
And we spent a good part of the ride glaring at each other.

I'm not sure what to feel.

Embarassed?
Because of the nature of this episode that somebody grabbed my breast (for your information it hurt like hell).

Humiliated?
That I've got such severe anger management issues.

Or just like a failure?
I had failed to react in any christian manner whatsoever.

Anybody any ideas?

+ Flisha spoke @ 7:12 pm

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touched by an angel (again)

I bumped into Aunty Pauline before novena (to OLPS) today.
I see her every fortnight helping to sell the latest issue of the Catholic News.
It suddenly struck me that she had been doing this ever since I knew them (when I joined the Legion of Mary) in Sec 4.
She probably started long before I knew her, and I know for a fact that she will continue to sell the Catholic News every fortnight for a long time in the future.

You know how they always preach that we should have complete faith in God...
Some people overdo it - in the way that they're almost hypocritical (but who am I to judge, right?)
Others completely forget that God even exists...

I reckon, that Aunty Pauline has stuck the balance, because she's such a wonderful person she's superhuman.
Goodness radiates from her - from the honesty in her eyes, to the genuine concern of her touch, all the way to her simple ever-present smile which says 'everything is good'.

I didn't go to church after Novena today.
Cos Lionel and I went to eat ice cream *sheephish grin*.

And because I simply didn't want to go for mass.

Meeting Aunty Pauline had provoked a vague memory I have of a time when I, too, had God as a very central part of my life.
I made my decisions after I felt I had prayed enough.
I prayed with complete faith that they would be answered.
I lived knowing that things will turn out well because God was watching out for me.

Now I am not so sure why I even go to church.

I've sure got heaps of thinking (and praying?) to do this Lenten season.

+ Flisha spoke @ 7:56 pm

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:-(

I'm sad and yet not.
(Understand?)
This is screwed.

I'm blaming it on the thought of going back to Melb.
After last semester, I've never been more skeptical and reluctant to go back.

But I do miss SS.

17 more days...

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:48 am

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pre-school

Mandy goes back to Sydney on Friday, 11th Feb, to begin her summer semester.
Chang Yi leaves for Perth on Tuesday, 15th Feb, for her college and uni orientation weeks.

It just occured to me that on 28th Feb, which is in just 19 days, I embark on my third year of studies in Mechanical Engineering.

I'm upset at that thought.
And I'm scared.

17 years ago when I was 3, both my parents worked.
I clearly remember HATING preschool (childcare?).
I threw monstrous tantrums in the mornings at home at over breakfast.
I screamed, cried and kicked till my face turned scarlet, and until I had absolutely no more voice and energy.
My mum would seat (a very subdued) me on her lap while she sat on the passenger seat of the car, and my dad would drive me to preschool.
But at the doorstep of what seemed to be my jailhouse, I managed to find the energy to cling onto my Father's leg and refuse to let go.

Dad says it broke his heart to have to leave me there in that state.
And more so when he found out that I would sit at the door just waiting for them to come pick me up that evening.

I not sure how many more times I can re-live this agony.

I don't want to go back to Melb.

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:13 am

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Thoughts

Ping Zhi, Shuxian, Changyi, Peijun, Mandy, Yvonne and I dropped by IJ for CNY mass.
We then spent a good hour talking and laughing with Mr Tan in his classroom.

PJ, SX, Mandy and I had a good chat after we left the rest.

On my way home, I pondered upon a decision we mentioned in passing, and of another particular event which had happened earlier this week.
And I realized that I am just a 'lousy human'.
I'm REALLY hate change.
And I just love things the way they are.

It is harmless to like things the way they are... right?
Or does that inhibit living life to the fullest?

And what about leaving things the way they are?
Is it logically possible that it is done at the expense of other people and their feelings?

I need a bigger and smarter brain.

+ Flisha spoke @ 2:08 pm

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Pictures pictures!

I've just posted January's pictures.
Check em out!

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:59 pm

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Spoke to Tee after RCIY yesterday.
I was mostly asking questions about computers, and church... which probably bored the crap out of the rest of the table.
Heehee... sorry.

But I must say I learnt A LOT.

Tee's amazing.
And even that's an understatement.

And on my way home, I finally understood something extremely disturbing -
There is SO MUCH to learn.
(and I can't even finish learning my sector of Engineering)

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:45 pm

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How many times must I say, STOP ARGUING WITH ME!!

Went to Cynthia and Lauro's wedding reception and dinner today.

The Master Celebrant was just hilarious :D.

This is what I came home with:-

"Advice to the groom:
People will come up to you and give you various ways of getting out of an argument with your wife. Most of them will not work.
This one will.
Just say 'Yes dear, you're right.'

Advice to the bride:
Bear in mind there are only 2 faults men have-
1. Everything they do is wrong.
2. Everything they say is wrong.
Once you come to accept these 2 faults, you'll be fine. "


Babes,
*wink wink*

+ Flisha spoke @ 11:56 pm

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Fantasies do come true.

WAH it's been a long time since I updated.
Heh... the only reason, as Shuxian and Bernice will testify too, is because I've taken to my alter ego everytime I come online.
I have now morphed into Mahnamahna, a dark wizard in MU.

Dark wizards don't blog.
They cast spells.

Suddenly, under Lionel's nudge to read Tolkien, The Hobbit has also become something of great interest.

Okay okay I think I've been smitten.
Either that or I've lost it.
I should just go back to my land of warping, wizards, elves, dwarves, globins, Lord Eagles, Gandalfs........

" 'Farewell, wherever you fare, till you eyries recieve you at journey's end.' That is the polite thing to say among eagles." (Tolkien 1999, P107)

In other words, bye bye.
But it won't be so long till I next see you :D.

+ Flisha spoke @ 1:38 pm

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