
A screenshot from the movie Windstruck.
i have been watching movies for the most of today prior to work. there’s alot of assignments piled up, but i am a little mentally drain, so i took a short break. no harm done though, i am actually ahead of one of my assignments which is due on the 18th of September (one of the laws one). however, to fully complete it, i do need a bitch to actually return my notes and texts to me.
A few months ago, an ex classmate was bemoaning to me about her business law class. i figured i wouldn’t be needing my business law notes back then (i was doing media studies at that time), so i loan a whole bunch of notes to her, simplified versions (my notes) and the full texts. it’s been… about 6 months now i believe, and there’s no signs of my books. I intended to loan it out to Sheetle’s friend who apparently took up something similar. BUT, i also just realised, i need to read through to find something about breach of contract laws too.
So, i sent out an sms a few days ago, “hi, can i have my notes and books back?”
This was also the girl, who tried to apply for work at my place, but got rejected coz we are full. the very same one whom i mentioned that she had call me everyday, msn me everyday, even SMS me everyday, begging me to ask Chewbacca to let her in. Now that we have a new boss… it’s a different story.
i got no response to my sms.
finally caught her on msn. all she could say was “I DON’T KNOW WHERE I PUT IT. NEED SOME TIME TO FIND.”
dot dot dot
not happy. i can’t say anything else can i? it’s not going to bring my notes back. i don’t normally even SELL my books (economics in UC college is a different story), and generally don’t buy them second hand. that someone would loan it from me AND POSSIBLY LOSE IT is mind-boggling. books are PRECIOUS and, especially since it’s not YOURS, perhaps it needs some tender loving care -.-”
yes yes, i am getting unnecessarily ill-tempered over this.
but at least i am not like this woman here. beyond customer suckage, i wonder if she has any intellectual capacity. There are soft porn books, and also there are actual biological books, anatomy books, more graphical books based on the human body than you can imagine. hell, there’s even one book i remembered in a huge book store in singapore, that had artistic photos taken of ballet dancers. it’s artistic because it wanted to concentrate on both the beauty of dance and the beauty of the human body. nude pictures were all over. Suggestive connotations can be taken from some of the photos.
but an untainted 6 years old (for example) shouldn’t be able to interpret these themes unless they were already exposed to it. So beyond understanding that these people in the book is actually naked, the young ones shouldn’t be able to say “omg this is disgusting, they are copulating in front of a camera!” OR “THAT’S MASS ORGY!”
isn’t it wonderful, what customers there can possibly out there? they just want to make your life difficult.
In all other news… i have decided i should just move out from here. i like this place enough, and the internet is truly no reason alone to be leaving this place. i think i just had enough of my housemate’s exclusivity, their sometimes-weird-anal-behaviour (hi, we aren’t turning on central heating because the heater smells), the fact that the house is always in total darkness outside my room, and many other things. it’s great to be “alone” sometimes, but now i am feeling like some caveman.
ok let me try re-explaining all that. when i moved here, i knew i can’t expect to be friends almost instantly with people whom i don’t know, who are of a culture totally different to mine, and who speaks a language i rarely speak nowadays (aka rusty used and totally broken mandarin). There’s a lot of things that had to go into it, and it involves both sides making an effort. i haven’t been putting in much effort, and similarly, the most they have been moving towards so far, was to offer me a lift to school and including me in a couple of birthday/dinner celebrations so far… oh and coming to my restaurant for dinners. i am a little on the poor side, so i haven’t been able to holiday with them, but beyond that, whatever conversations they had, that i tried to join in, mostly ended in uncomfortable silence.
in short, i am lonely, and frustrated.
i need more than a HOLE in the fridge. i need a little more than a cursory glance and acknowledgement. i think i have shown to be slightly more approachable than they think. so… i don’t know where i am going wrong or is it just we don’t click.
one of my ex classmates wants to move out from his place too. i am not too familiar with him either, but we are not utter strangers like i am with these people here. i am already feeling awkward thinking about moving with him, mostly because he probably cooks better than me and will probably wonder why i am a shit cook. that, and he’s a rich guy so… yer. i don’t know how that’s related, but at the moment i am a little scared of rich people, and rich BRATTY people. there’s the nice ones (duh) who also happen to be the rare ones, then there’s the uber bitchy, spoilt bitches. of course, the mark improvement will be:
1) net
2) someone to talk to (he talks more than me, and he won’t stop! we had sit there, he had smoke and omg he talks for 1.5 hours!!!!!)
3) FOOD. i think.
4) someone with common interest in somethings at least.
5) we have COMMON FRIENDS! YES YES YES!
which reminds me, at least i can possibly invite friends over for housewarmings ^_^
if all goes well, and everything is as expected, i will move out in november just down the street here, about 300 in rent, but he says he will grab master bedroom and pay 200 instead, so i am paying only 100
then yay, i can enjoy summer IN THE SHADE! (remember, my room is a death trap in summer here). Depends on what he thinks though, because he’s still considering.. he can fully confirm only after his exams end of September, and i will need to finish my exams in october.
yay yay yay
YES i know my comments aren’t working. Haloscan’s having problems, or i am (been having some network problems for a couple of days now, beats me why). get over it and email me.
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