Monday, November 16, 2009

Scientia imperii decus et tutamen

1. I took a bus for the fifth time today. I have never taken a bus before in Kuala Lumpur and as far as I know, my friends back in KL advise me against doing so because one has to wait for TWO FRIKKING hours for a public bus. Sorry folks back in KL, I enjoy the buses here. More than the trams. What is better than comfy seats, clean floors, nice air conditioned buses with sooper friendly bus drivers? I swear to god, it's even better than taking a tram!

2. My sister was laughing at the fact that some of my readers are calling her Vomitarium Disastrum. It's actually a Roman thing. Vomitarium means Exit. It's very typical of a Domus aka House to have a Vomitarium in the dining area. However, Vomitarium could refer to the act of vomitting. The latter meaning is given rise when emperors like Caligula and Tiberius have this bad habit of eating too much. Yes, they eat and eat and then vomit, so that they can eat again. One of the Roman atrocities amongst the many others. Heh. I do not need to explain Disastrum, I think.

3. Joleen, Joleen, it's not over yet. I try to think that there is liberty after my Psychology exam. Yes, I feel that sense of liberty, for a mere hour. Now, my muscles are all tensed up, the cogworks of my brain is moving faster than ever, anticipating the [much dreaded] future? Even worst, I saw my sister's offer letter (She's going to be a first year, which makes me a [fill in the blanks here] ).

And she tweeted this: "why so spoiler? I have blown a nice big balloon of Freedom and Rapture. D.N Burst" (not sure what D.N. stands for hehe ).

4. I am old. I am old. I am old. If I tell this myself everyday, I will surely have wrinkles and white hair. Which reminds me, I need to put sunblock everyday. I can feel my skin turning OLD. My youth wasting away but fear not I SLEEP TEN HOURS A DAY!

5. And I am currently on a high fibre, high vitamin, high whatever diet.

6. I don't think I will grow old. Hahahahaha.

7. I can't wait to meet up with my friends. I can't wait to hear what they have to say about their lives. I wonder what happened to Brenda who is in Perth. Or Jun Khew, who is in Perth. I wonder how is Yen Aun and my Boyfriend in Adelaide. I wonder how is my Girlfriend who is studying in Nottingham. I wonder if they wonder of me because I wonder of them.

8. Bach, bach, Bach, bach, BACcHante. I see Bach, I hear Bach, sleep Bach, eat Bach, dream of Bach, I think I dreamt of Bach yesterday.

9. My mouth is spewing garlic and shallots from the spicy thai pork noodles which is done using chicken thigh mincemeat.

10. Why is everyone in denial? You know what, I don't understand you guys. If you bought the scalar pendant and happen to come across this post, means that you are in the first step of doubting it. I don't get it why people would pretend to be some badminton player and even go to measure to EMAIL ME and try to convince me that THE PENDANT works because IT DOESN'T. If it works, it would be SO POPULAR in Malaysia but almost every person I came across tells me that it doesn't. Have you heard of self fulfilling prophecy? IT'S A THING WE LEARN IN PSYCHOLOGY. IT IS THE REASON WHY PLACEBO DRUGS WORK EVEN IF IT HAS NO EFFECT. WHEN CANCER PATIENTS ARE TRICKED INTO THE BELIEF THAT THE STUFF THAT THEY ARE TAKING WORKS, THEY SHOWED SIGNS OF IMPROVEMENT. This is the same for the pendant. Seriously, stop EMAILING ME.

11. I just got a REZ in Movida! YES!

12. If you want to know the meaning of my blog post title.

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