grandiloquence (noun). lofty, extravagantly colourful, pompous or bombastic style, manner or language

Today, whilst helping my cousin pick out her Yr 6 Farewell dress on my lunch break, I decided to also look for potential Lady Gaga concert outfits.  I don’t know if I have mentioned this before, but Reila had bought me tickets to go see Gaga in concert early next year with Carol and her sister, Fiona.  I really look forward to dressing up for this occasion- outrageous and, as some like to call it, FIERCE.

I’m currently tossing up between two outfits: the one where she wears her hair in a big bow or the one/two shots of her in the Bad Romance video clip where she’s wearing a black crown (like the crown Max wears in Where the Wild Things Are) and a pair of sunnies.
I don’t have the blonde hair she has, but I’m so excited regardless!  Now just to decide which outfit to go with. The bow or the crown?? Decisions, decisions.

On another note, I’m anxiously waiting for an e-mail regarding my internal transfer into the combined law program at UNSW.  I have obtained my D-average WAM but have not gotten anything to do with offers.  I’m happy but am also a bit scared because nothing is certain yet, so naturally, I haven’t told my parents about my results even though they’ve been asking.

Weekend No. 48

Last night, Jenny celebrated her 19th Birthday with a (-n attempted) candlelit dinner, and trifle cakes! It was such a pretty sight, but thanks to my inept photography skills, I couldn’t capture anything that represented what I saw with my own eyes.  This is the best I could do:

Before heading to this celebration, I had the day off work, so I decided to hang with dear Kimmy and Abarna, because I have been void of them for a while.  Kimmy gave me a pair of undies plus other things for my birthday present! THANKS DEAR

I also got an ice-cream maker from Tammy as a later birthday gift as well!

I feel so blessed to have friends who make me feel so special.  I really hope I can be as great as a friend as you have been to me dearests.

I had two shifts of work today and have another tomorrow.  I’ll be working almost everyday from here on in until Christmas Eve, which means I will most likely miss out on the beach day out (sorry Leena!).  I’m really looking forward to my Christmas Eve runs

callithump (noun). a noisy, boisturous band or parade.

I arrived back home from the beach house last night and was really exhausted, so I left it until this morning to blog. Even though I brought along my moleskin, I did not find the time to write down little musings I had of the day.  Cynthia managed to do so, but I didn’t.  So that is an EPIC fail on my behalf.  I suppose what I can do to make up for this is an EPIC post that gathers my thoughts that have accumulated the past 5-ish days.

Beach house is an awesome experience- it’s like a taste of living away from home.  Actually, thinking about it a little bit more, it’s better than living away from home because you’re with a group of friends that you enjoy your time with.  We spent most days just chilling in the house (when the weather decided to rain/be windy), and when the weather/waves were good, we’d head down to the beach.  It was a mere 5 minute walk to Culburra beach, which was a pretty isolated beach in comparison to the big beaches of metropolitan Sydney.  We had the whole beach to ourselves, plus a few holidays goers.  I have come to really love the waves, minus the salt water that stings your skin/eyes and the sand that decides to make its way to every possible crevasse in your body.   I love beating them most of the time, and walking against the current.  It’s like workout in itself!  I feel as if my legs are much more toned, and tanned as well!   I unintentionally gave myself a tan, which I thought looked alright to start of with.  However, I have since decided against that and want to rid myself of this tan.  Daniel’s father and my mum both gave me the same remark when they saw me: You’re black! OR Black girl.  It’s not that I’ve gone orange or as dark as black cat, it’s something like two shades darker (but oh! how Asians love to exaggerate stuff like this).  I think I’ll just have this tan temporarily.  I will rid with whitening soap and loads of moisturising cream so I don’t dry my skin out.

I did not take as much photos as I intended to.  I think I only have photos for Day 1 of the trip, because I had forgotten to  empty out my memory card.  I will remember to hand my USB over to Cynthia so I can leech some of her photos.  I’ll just post up some of the photos I have at the moment

I am now off to go spend the day with Abarna and Kimmy because I have a day off.  I will promise to post some more after Jenny’s.

nonfeasance (noun). failure to act or do what needs to be done

9 HOURS TO GO! DAYUM GIRL!

Reila, Nigel and I dined at El Jannah in 39 degree heat today.  I’m gonna miss it so much when I leave the south-west and dwell in the south coast for a couple of days.  Reila and Nigel also got me a birthday present: Season 5 of Nip/Tuck and a Twista Beach towel, which comes in ultra handy for the beach trip! Thanks guys!

Reila and I also attended a post-HSC party (the only one I’ve been invited to) and it was smashing (read: a lot of 09HSCers getting smashed).  Seeing as I was the designated driver, I didn’t drink!  This means that I got to observe a lot of drunken youngens and the funny behaviour they exert when inebriated.  Some were trashy, others were funny.  The host of the party, friends to both Reila and I, is a very funny drunk and yells out stuff in Cantonese and begs to dance to poppy music.  Bless him.

Anyway, attending this party made me feel so old.  Everyone, except Jason’s cousins and Reila, were younger than me.  It made me realise that it has been a year since high school has finished and I was no longer under the constraints of being a minor.  It was an awesome transition, but sometimes I wish some aspects of high school were left there, such as the bitching and resentment.  It’s so immature now that I think about it.  Somethings should be left unsaid if it does no good to anyone.  I can be a walking contradiction sometimes, I want things in life to be simple, but I know that it is far from that.  Most things are complex and require a lot of understanding in order to be prescribed as simple.  I don’t want people to get upset, but I have no doubt that people will get upset because a solution can never satisfy everyone, if there was such a solution, problems such as world hunger and poverty would cease.

I won’t have internet acess whilst I’m down south, but I’m carrying along my moleskin so I can jot down the events and musings of each day that I am away.  Let’s hope it works yeah??   Thanks for staying with maggiesnail.wordpress for so long!  Next time I’m back on, we’ll be approaching the home stetch with less than a month to go! Take care lovelies!

pugnacious (adj). combative, belligerent

I spend today with one Leena Susan.  It was a grand day with grand meals and purchases.  My purchases were aimed mainly at the beach house trip, where I got this awesome colourful beach umbrella!
I’m really glad I invested in this umbrella, because it means future trips to the beach won’t be so hot and I can sit under this umbrella.  It also means that friends of mine who are allergic to sunscreen, such as Ash, can use this umbrella to protect his face from the sun

I also started to pack tonight because I would be out tomorrow night with Reila   I’m quite proud of my effort, starting from this:
To this:Four bags altogether: one with clothes, another with beach stuff (thankyou Reila for this bag!), another with my ukulele and the last with the beach umbrella!

galenical (noun). a medicine prepared by extracting one or more constituents of a plant

I’M SO EXCITED FOR BEACH HOUSE!

Today, Nessa, Vee and I went shopping for some things for this trip.  It didn’t hit me until I was staring at the sun and had the two girls walking beside me that I realise beach house was going to happen in a mere 3 days. HOMGOSHHHH!.

I really want to take heaps of photo.

Speaking of photos, here is a photo of my cork board that sits next to my bed.  Vee was over for a pee and noticed a sticker on my cork board that read “KEVIN07, RECESSION09″, which coincidentally holds true!

antediluvian (adj). extremely old or antiquated

I just got back from the night over my grandmother’s place.  I think I burnt off all the calories from tonight’s dinner from running around with the little youngens, jumping on the guestroom bed, re-aligning this said bed’s frame (because being the gigantic monster that I am, the momentum of my jump shifted the bed frame), did push-ups and attempted free-style handstands.  Best workout I’ve had in a long time.

It’s less than a week to go until I’m off to Culburra with some homies to chillax at a beach house. I’m really wanting to get up at the crack of dawn and go jogging, but am afraid I won’t hold up to these commitments because there is a tendency to stay up heaps late during the night to do other activities besides going to sleep.

My room is in need of a clean up before it becomes home to the summer-time cockroaches.  I need to rid all of my semester 2 uni stuff, remove that pile of clothes to my right and clean up the tragedy that is my dresser/vanity.  I really fail at keeping myself organised.

Mum and I had very long, winding talks today on the drive to and from work.  It involved many facets of what mum likes to call ‘destiny’, which I like to term as ‘choice’.  Mum thinks that everybody’s destiny is already set for them, whereas I think a person can alter their destiny through the choices they make in life.  It’s very philosophical when we converse in our niche-dialect of Chinese, and very personal.  She was saying how everybody is destined for someone, and when you grow together, you realise that things aren’t that great when you’re with someone ‘for the rest of your life’.  Then I posed the question “So are you saying that being single all your life is better than having a partner?”.  She said that this was a very complex issue: on one hand, you’d rather not have to put up/deal with the other person’s true colours, you’d rather be by yourself and free from any insecurities and constraints.  On the other hand, Mum also mentioned that if you’re single, you’re gonna eventually start to feel lonely and would definitely rather have someone by your side, to share stories with and what not.  Yeah, in retrospect, I don’t think we concluded on anything because a customer came in to pick up her martini glasses for her wedding (she’s going to make a beautiful bride).  Anyway, I’m definitely gonna miss these talks with mum when I’m away from home.  I’m gonna miss her ignorant comments, her expanding English vocabulary and her hugs.

Darren just called, so I’ll leave you on that note.

conflagration (noun). a large fire; war-like conflict

I skipped out on An Education and a movie with An today because of work and general exhaustion from lack of sleep.

But besides that, I’ve been doing cool things to Toby, such as giving him a Domo-kun dock icon in place of Adium’s (a version of MSN for systems like Toby), introduced by Reila’s friend, Ninad.  Adium now looks like this on Toby:

I’ve also tried installing an application called Fluid Tunes, but it won’t load for me   It’s this application where you can select songs on iTunes through the camera with your movement (like a Wii for iTunes).  It looks heaps fun to play with, but wouldn’t be practical for someone like me who likes to lie on my bed like a sloth and listen to music.

Anyway, on my break today, I went perfume sniffing because I feel like having a new smell. I’ve stuck to Issey Miyake since Spring started, but don’t want to use it for summer. Originally, I was going to invest in the new Summer Edition, however it didn’t smell as pretty as the bottle looked:

I’m thinking either D&G’s L’imperatrice, Marc Jacob’s Lola or Yves Saint Laurent’s Parisienne.

I personally love the first frangrance, but mum loves the second.  The latter has a very distinct, lasting smell but comes on a bit too strongly.  It takes a while for it to smell lovely like the first.  I’m gonna let my mind/nose dwell over this for a while before I invest (probably after Xmas because I promised no more investments for myself:()

In today’s tutoring lesson, after explaining the structure of cellulose them, one of my student’s said “I think we can do well now”.  I said “What do you mean?”.  She said “Well, before this, I thought I would fail chemistry for sure.  But now, I feel like I can do well”.  This made me very happy- it makes my panda eyes worth it for comments such as these today.

This heightened mood was shot down when I was informed by Dad, after I got home, that the Rav4 was caught by a red-light camera, with a fine of $338 and 3 demerits.  What I had thought was ‘my luck’ for not getting my penalty notice was merely RTA’s routine protocol.  I was explaining to my parents how I was checking the mail box religiously for nearly a month for this penalty notice and after the month had passed, I gave up thinking they had let me go.  They (read: Dad) scoffed at me, and said something about how the RTA waits for the camera reel to fill up before processing the films.  FML.  I was ecstatic when I thought I had escaped this silly P-plater mistake.  I opted to take the demerits and pay the fine with the moolah I have earnt the past month through work and tutoring, but my parents insisted on taking the blame and paying the fine.  I have loving parents (even though sometimes I think my Dad can be a very unreasonable person).

I’m gonna try and download Fluid Tunes again.