noel gallagher on nicole appleton giving birth:


09:09

i'm extremely prissy right now.
damn the inefficient billing system of the uni!

a month ago they sent me 4 letters telling them that i apparently owe them $51, and if i don't pay up blah blah blah, the whole list..

swear they're like loan sharks but not in the funny under one roof way:

OWE MAAAAH-NEEEE!! DON"T PAAAAY UUUUP!!
OWE MAAAAH-NEEEE!! DON"T PAAAAY UP! PAI SEI! PAI SEI AAAAAAAHHHH!

then today i got a freaking letter from the international office saying that i OVERPAID THEM!! by... $53!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
driving me up the wall and back down then right back up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so the bank fees for processing the payment to begin with was $3.50 so the bank fees i had to pay was MORE than the difference!

ARGH! BLOODY FREAKING HELL!
14:07

strange.. i don't feel any different. oh well

First

birthbay greeting - goes to poops! happix birthbay!
phone call - ed ed who owns a dumb dodo doggy in a diaper!
thing eaten - bacon at 4 in the morning.. mmmMMmMmMm bacon!
music heard - need you ask? obviously patrizio!
brekkie - 3 slices of cinnamon raisin honey bread.
coolest thing about today - heard loud continuous blaring of horns, which were louder than the accordion oh gosh i just realised haha i'm listening to luna mezz'o mare which is uhhh translated as moon over the sea? it's a traditional Sicilian wedding song boisterous cheerful joyous one where everyone of all ages take the floor for several lines and dance with the newlyweds. after watching the godfather i really wanted to have the same for my own wedding, *rolls eyes* but i can't have luna mezz'o mare at my wedding unless i marry an italian.
DAMN!
oh well ok back to the point, the source of all the honking (i thought there was a massive traffic commotion, or unusually unnecessary display of road rage, then tried racking my brains for what public holiday they could possibly be honking in commeration, haha does wonderous me being born 19 years ago count? no? thought so. :/ )
was cause there's a wedding at john's!
my room faces john's oval and the driveway leading to the college, could see yards and yards of white chiffon, crepe, ribbons that made a frothy concotion of wedding decoration. the streaming ribbons were whipping crazily on every possible nook and cranny where you could stick decorations on the cars, the cars remind me of hmmm paremecium. (hey! that was the first thing that popped in my mind, too much bio! ARGH!!)

deep down i somehow feel a strange bond to the happy couple, but that's just me. can't help but enjoy the warm feeling in me.

but wow my first birthday overseas where i'm not spending it isolated from everyone else.
last year i spent most of it tucked snugly under my sheets, with a single lamp on casting a warm soft glow on my room while i listened to my all time fave classic 'romantic' songs (i can truly say they're romantic since they're from that era and genre, songs that MAY BE soppy, slow and sad doesn't necessarily count as 'romantic')

just enjoying the melodious strains and really appreciating bits of songs you usually gleam over when you're not really really listening and appreciating the craftsmanship of the song.

then the other half of that day i was soaking in the tub enjoying the tranquility of a near empty college, the stark whiteness of all the gleaming marble in the bathrooms, and a good book, should have lit several candles to really enhance the mood of it all, maybe a nice glass of wine or some indulgent calming drink to sip at. i'll do it next mid semester break i get when the college is vacant.

this morning at breakfast, Alexandra got on one knee and started seranading me with happy birthday, with the whole dining hall chipping in.
i was so embarrassed but secretly thrilled at being the centre of attention!
and you said i wasn't an attention whore!
but come on admit it, it's the same for everyone when people start singing happy birthday!

what was my point of this entry? i really don't have one.

the birthday girl doesn't need one.
10:05

recalled the E is for the Easiest person to talk to' from my previous post earlier tonight and i realised that giving edgar the honour of that title is absolutely justified.
he came back from the jungle navigation thingy course they had today without the assistance of instructors and as fate would have it the people in his group lost some equipment and the whole team got punished lalalalalala. you know how brutal NS is.
so anyway he only got back to camp at 115 and had to wake up at 6, which leaves him with barely 4 hours of sleep, the touching thing was that he called me after i sent him smses today venting my frustration and uncertainty about the patrizio tickets and spent that time talking some sense into me.
as you know trying to talk some sense into a densely senseless girl such as myself is an uphill battle, but he being such a sweetheart preservered and actually gently convinced me that it would not be in my best interest to buy more tickets than i need.
all this took slightly more than 45 mins to drill it into me head.
so now the poor boy has barely 3 hours of sleep all cause of my stupid indecisions.
that's not even the best bit as to why i adore him, he so kindly offered to purchase the 120 ticket off me so i could could get the 7th row concert opera house concert tickets. i was so touched by that selfless offer. that action was only amplified by the fact that the money that he has been saving up over the years was to go into his college fund and he offered a sizeable portion so i could be frivolous and get a good view of patrizio's eyes.
i feel ashamed of how superficial i was at that point (in fact i still am), stark contrast to his character. i was worrying myself silly thinking 'oh but my concert performance mentality was i either get really good seats or don't bother at all' since i've always had excellent seats. eg. i had front row 2 seats from dead centre for the a1 concert.

he was willing to set his higher education goals and aspirations back steps, just for my selfish gratification.
such wonderful people like him are truly godsend - to keep you grounded and give you perspective and insight into your own actions that you would otherwise have not achieved on your own. i should know this given my psychology back ground, but all the more i appreciate people like ed.

thanks for being such a sweetie.
01:59

i'm getting very frustrated with the patrizio ticket issue so this is a feeble attempt to destress or at least take my mind off it for a while.

got this from some email that people send around, i really hate those things.
so why is me putting this on my blog any different from those who send you such emails?
mine's on my blog, so you don't have to read it you can just skip this whole entry.

saving you time and considerable hassle from having to delete this should this have been an email i sent to you (me sending emails, or rather spammy sorts, would never happen so rest assured you shall not be getting junk mail/deleted mail folder fodder.)

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z ...

Now you know my ABC's, now won't you fill them out about you for me?

A - Age: 19 in 3 days tiiiiiime! *hint*

B - Band listening to right now:
does the symphony orchestra playing for patrizio buanne count? otherwise i'll have to be honest and say.. a1! ah sigh somethings never change.

C - Career in future:
Mahjong playing rich socialitie wife who does charity works on the side

D- Dad's name:
Dato Dr. Alexander Ho Vui Hen and i'm in your computer!

E - Easiest person to talk to:
Ed! hahaha how fitting is that! both start with E!

F - Favourite song at the moment:
Anthony Callea's Hurts so bad, also bocelli AND patrizio.

G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms:
Bears! i always bite their feet/legs off so they can't run away from their impending doooOOoOOom doom doom doom doom! now go away!

H - Home:
what sort of question is this??!??

I - Instruments you want to play:
hmmm violin, piano, cello, guitar!

J - Job:
OMG the best boss you could possibly have is JEN! I LOVE WORKING! FOR HER! YAY JEN! my first honest job!

K - Kids:
3 or 4! when my kids are older probably when they're off to college i'll adopt. personally i think that that it's always better to have your biological children then adopt when they're older and more understanding. all to avoid the whole 'you're not their REAL child' contempt issue or rivalry or insecurity problems.

L - Loved ones: that's a no brainer. the list is long so bear with me
mom and dad
ness and derek
grandparents with my grandma being the grandparent i'm the closest with along with ah gong
my relatives esp the leahlaws AAKY!
the friends i hold so dear to my heart:
pretty denisey, ed, gracie, jen, jojo, pippypa etc..
disclaimer: this list it not in any specific order but obviously family comes first for me!

M - Mom's name:
Lily but she goes by Ik Hwa

N - Names of future kids:
i really like this question-

Girls:
Livy Alexis (after my parents! lily and alex),
Jacqueline
Jaymes
Zara
Katherine (Kate)
Josephine

Boys:
Lawrence so i can shorten it to Laurie, (fortunately after having threats of being severed from the above list of loved ones for wanting the names germanicus, natheniel these names have since been removed from the running of being my future children's names)
Langdon
Harrison
Jake-Tyler

O - Oldest guy you've gone out with:
uhhh does Ed count? he's the same age, so that'll be 19!

P - Pet hates:
cockroaches! i HATE THEM WITH A PASSION!
evil useless inefficient faculties
annoying cheeenabiang people for being so presumptions
spiteful people who go out of their way to hurt people
human/animal abusers
wretched abusive mean horrid parents (i agree with my dad a dead father is better than a bad one)
evil international office staff
mean spiteful petty disagreeable British Airways counterstaff
those that force their opinions upon you
most politicians esp those who are involved with starting wars, frivolous government spending instead of improving the country's welfare and social support systems, and unreasonable IR policies you know who you are!
highly discriminatory/racist people
the chee ko peks at establishment that tried to sexually take advantage of me
rich people who splurge obscence amounts of money on even more obscence things instead of helping the less fortunate
rapists!
muderers, sex offenders, those who's actions hurt and affect people
you can tell i'm an angry person

Q - Quote of the year:
i wanna pick up Italian so i can pick up Italians!

R - Reason to smile:
LOADS of things! i'm contented with the small simple things in life. it's the people that make the difference not the material things

S - Song you sang last:
il mondo/come prima medley in Italian which wasn't very successful

T -Time You Wake Up:
when the sun sets

U - Unknown fact about me:
i'm a closet nerd!

V - Vegetable you hate:
would be shorter list to have veggies i DON"T HATE TILL KINGDOM COME.
spinach! i love spinach!!!
aubergine and zucchini and artichoke hearts when done right
spinach! have i professed my love for spinach?
bok choy, rocket.
any veggies that taste more like meat than veggies

W - Worst body feature:
besides the fact that i'm fat? hmm I"M FAT! my tummy's got more rolls than a bakery! my upper thighs are huge. the yellow undertone in my skin is ghastly. my skin breaks out when i'm stressed or hormonal.......
i could go on. but it'll be too long and depressing..

X - X-es:
that's a stupid thing to put here. NONE! no ex-es and i better not be getting one soon! *growling look*

Y - Yummy food:
too long a list. basically anything unhealthy for you, chances are it'll be on this list.

Z - Zodiac sign: Taurus.
19:42

am pretty much a loser.
for the most obscure reason i decided to google my name just so i can launch into another patre bashing session tmr night when i call home. and guess what I FOUND!
like oh my gosh!
my ballet teacher from primary school!
also named sandra ho! she has like the best possible name!

somehow i feel like i've let her down, she really thought that i could be a really great ballerina, had perfect ballet stance, seemed to have long 'chopstick' legs since i was stick thin and i had such tiny dainty feet which looked like it was born to be in toe slippers and also i looked oh so lovely in a tutu! hhehehe! good grief i love the sound of that. TUTU!
but as soon as i let the studio i would continue that slouchy little bouncy giat of mine which i can't seem to control.

http://www.balletho.com/events.php

wow my ballet teacher. if i did meet her today she'll be like oh gosh you've put on INSANE amount of weight you're so pudgy! won't look good in a tutu anymore! then *twack* on my head for slouching.

something to that effect.
02:21

quote of the month 'i wanna pick up italian so i can pick up italians'
02:13

was watching blackadder, ahhhhh sigh, always enjoyed the twisted narky british humour. as the opening credits of the 4th season was rolling i realised that it was hugh laurie who the guy who i thought (so many years ago) was the dashing lad with lilting accent.

funny.. just funny..
20:42

yesterday in appreciation of jen well being jen, i got her a 4 cd collection of the rat pack live recordings since she too is a connoisseur of fine music from an era so long ago. what a contrast i'm listening to a1 as i type this, ha i'm not ashamed to mention my boyband 'roots'.

then again i grew up to a whole electric variety of music but i'm still steadfast over frank Sinatra those Italian American swingish music from the 40s-60s or big band jazz, but i really appreciate classically done opera songs or those from the 'romantic era'.
that music sadly has been lost in this maddening world of fast food, icky electronic music (i blame isheeta for the demand for such rubbish) inappropriate men's footwear like sports shoes and the abomination of slippers. why can't a normal guy own a decent pair of men's leather shoes, doesn't even HAVE to BE leather, a nice pair of shoes, if he has to own 'sneakers' more casual shoes for everyday wear why can't he wear more streamlined shoes in suede instead of canvas or polyester!

argh it just irks me.

i'm too old school for my own good, what happened to those days where performers wouldn't dream of going on stage without being impeccably groomed, in a snazzy suit
oooOOoHh man i love suits, my endearing love for all things classic and old school stemmed from my unexplainable penchant for the good old days.

everytime when we are asked for suggestions for party themes, i'm the first one to be campaigning for
- 30's -50's era basically Sinatra!
- or history gone wrong. to sate my quirky warped sense of humour.

sigh i always reminisce about those days where the word TREND didn't exist, my mom gets peeved with me whenever i start lamenting about those lost days, bursting my bubble by saying since i never was in that period, i can't really say i MISS or REMINISCE or get FORLORNLY. damn her and her technicalities.
sigh i love the idea of gloves, chiffon dresses, wide brim ladies hats, hats for guys too, wingtip shoes, cologone dabs behind the ears, cleanly shaved guys done the highly traditional way at the barbers with the massive gleaming intimidating blade badger hair brush ooooodes of thick shaving cream.
really like watching those old shoes about Italian Americans or in Italian cities steeped with tradition and old way beauty.

haha mostly shows that have the Mafia! why?

SUITS! haha

and they're always at restaurants with plates full of pasta conducting 'business' and the size of the extended family is INSANE! all the loud boisterous family gatherings, and overflowing with family pride!
they really put family first and incorporate everything else to fit that.
i really like that concept esp without being all let's stone you for supposedly 'bringing dishonour upon the family' instead they avenge her modesty by going after the perpetrator of the evil misdeed!
the dad's also really fond of their daughters, protective and highly amusing. all the older males in the family just adore their nieces or the like.

sigh, i am definately born in the wrong era.
14:48

right now i'm in jen's room, haha she's trounching around in her japanese school girl uniform in anticipation of tmr night's paul's school boys/ school girls night. her uniform is THOUSAND FREAKING AUSSIE DOLLARS. just one set! i'm like thinking WTF WTF WTF! she bought 2 sets, with her japanese host family saying she was a snob by buying 2 sets in a supposed attempt to upstage them. whatever. japanese people are so weird.

good lord, THOUSAND bucks!

did you know there is 6 diff words for the male anatomy depending on size? the smallest is chin-chin in jap, well now you know!

soph soiree theme for this year is uhhh masquerade, thinking of helping out so i'll be more active but it would be so weird i help with organisation and decoration but don't go cause tickets are 50 and you have to bring a partner.
50 would 2/3 of my apple converse shoes so i'll reconsider.

can't stand you know who she's effing pissing me off! i'm gonna go homicidal on her one day soon. she's wearing out my legendary patience and tolerance.

i'm sleeeeeeepy. oh very pleased for myself for actually studying for my bio test! finally got something better than a misearble bordering line pass.

from now on i shall studying, each test is 3% of my grade. 3% could determine a credit from a pass, and a distinction from a credit!

MUST STUDY SAN!

at least now i don't have a com so i'm not distracted by the internet cause i'll be logging on to patrizio's page. iive been motivated to learn italian.

did i mention that 2 days ago i woke up with all my thoughts in italian and latin. it's so weird. i don't really know italian! must be cause i fell asleep to the wondorously baritone timbre of swoooooon AFTER reading suetonius the twelve ceasar's with the original latin.
17:49

PATRIZIO BUANNE!
YAY!
CONCERT!
HECK FORMAL DINNER!
17:52