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Monday, October 31, 2005
* couple alert * if you hate couples and don't want to read anything remotely to do with couples then... go away (i decided not to be rude). now. or press your back button. or continue your endless blog surfing because you have nothing better to do. for the rest who care or just want to "pat" (be a busybody)... well... watever. it's been 6 short months and jet and i celebrated last night at the belgian beer cafe. i had a craving for mussels for some bizarre reason. bizarre because i've never really liked mussels all that much. prelude: saturday i spent three hours walking around looking for a glass/pyrex rectangle baking dish that would be deep enough to make tiramisu in. well... i shopped in between too, but that's besides the point. but i couldn't seem to find this particular dish anywhere so i thought as a last resort i'd go to coles since i had to buy ingredients for the tiramisu anyway. failed. so i lugged around the groceries, toiletries i'd just bought, and a heavy-ass book on packaging design i'd picked up from readers feast. by this time my shoulders were aching, my hands were dying from plastic bags cutting into them and my feet were aching from all the walking. yes... i'm a prissy little princess. shut up and let me continue. i finally managed to find the stupid pyrex baking dish in good old Target. lugged everything back to bambi's place. i invaded her kitchen shamelessly. then i realised, i didn't have enough eggs!! so i walked back to coles to get a tray of eggs. man... that's a lot of love. two hours later... a massive tray of tiramisu was ready for a night of setting. it allows the alcohol to seep right through, you see. i put in double the recommended amount of kahlua. *hee hee* end of prelude. jet and i decided we wanted to get really dressed up to go out for fun. and we rocked up to belgian beer cafe to be confronted by a mass crowd of people hanging around the garden getting absolutely wasted and making the hugest mess. i thought... well... it should be better inside the restaurant. wrong. it was fucking packed and loud as an english hooligan pub. fantastic setting for an anniversary dinner. and then... to make things more awkward, jet realised he didn't have any cash with him since he assumed eftpos is accepted everywhere. so he hijacked a waitress and asked, "excuse me, do you take eftpos? " the waitress smirked, "no, we don't, sorry." the look on jet's face was a classic. smooth going baby. lucky it wasn't a first date. so i said "don't worry. you can put it on my credit card first. they should take credit card right?" he hijacks the same waitress. "ermm... you do take credit card right?" she laughed and said "don't stress over it. yes we do." "oh good. coz i thought we'd end up having to wash dishes" i joked jet was terribly embarassed about the whole thing, the poor dear. boys... learn from his lesson. you may not all have the liberty of an understanding chick like me!! (or so i'd like to think) on the bright side... the escargot hit the spot. the mussels definitely hit the spot. i felt like a pig with the whole pot of mussels in front of me. the girls on the next table were looking at my mussels in disbelief. one of them nearly gave me a heart attack when she suddenly appeared next to me and asked if the mussels were good. i nearly died. i'm a bit jumpy like that. i think my reaction almost gave her a heart attack in return. after dinner, we indulged in tiramisu. it's pretty good if i may say so myself. hehe. my longest post ever.          Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 11:26 pm 
hush little baby don't say a word rush @ hush bar was... hush. bambi, jm and i turned up about half an hour late to find luscious, beow, guai lo ben and alky ben sitting in a nearby pub. about 40 minutes after we turned up, the lesbos followed. i think there was some miscommunication as they thought we were supposed to meet at 12 instead of 11. tardiness does not make a happy luscious lips. as we walked into hush bar, we noticed it was kinda empty. the music wasn't great either. the bar wasn't even finished yet apparently. red cello paper was manually stuck to the windows to create a redlight atmosphere. we ordered two bottles and luscious decided we were all going to migrate to lavish. so between us all we emptied both bottles in about half an hour. this served to lift everyone's spirits as we suddenly became a rather rowdy bunch on the way to lavish. bambi and i squashed together in the boot of luscious' and beow's CRV. we relived our childhood days pretending we were on a family road trip. rolled up at lavish to find it jam packed. exams apparently don't affect too many people. certainly not ME!! the molestations began. boob grabbing, grinding, butt-groping. if we were guys, no female would be safe. being the violent drunk that she is, luscious grabbed at bambi's top, ripping away the masking tape that held it together. now now no need to get too excited. nothing was revealed. potong stim... we made a mad dash to the car for the emergency masking tape. the bouncer stopped us. "sorry no passes out." "her top's coming off!!" i protested bouncer was unsure of what to say to that some guy next to the bouncer piped in "can i have a look?" bambi retorts "NO!!" "her top's coming off!" i repeated "we'll be quick" bambi flashes him a smile "umm.. okay. sure." he resigns he can't exactly say no to that now can he. so next time you can't get a pass out, maybe you should try that. i don't think it'll be quite as effective for males though... somehow. okay. photo time. hardly any photos were taken coz hush was just that shit. and lavish was just that packed.       Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 6:48 pm 2 random retortsSaturday, October 29, 2005
a night of quickies just got back from hush and lavish. i'm fucking tired although bambi, jm and i didn't stay long. will blog in more detail about it later. as a backlash to having lost my damn eyeliner, i went back to *MAC* and bought two more!! BWAHAHAHA. take that bitch!! $64 down the drain. but they last me a few mths... that's my justification. it was great seeing beow, luscious and the lesbos after so long. since xiaoyang's departure from melbourne actually. it was nice to grope luscious' boobs again after so long. AHAHAHAHA. anyway... more about our softbian misadventures later. i need a shower. i stink of smoke and whisky. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:25 am 3 random retorts
Friday, October 28, 2005
come out come out wherever you are i fucking lost my eyeliner. i honestly do not know how. i hate losing shit. i blame rabbit for this. he interrupted my routine yesterday. on the other hand, i was saved by the rabbit, my flash guru. i hate flash. i repeat, i hate flash. it requires too much creative common sense which i quite obviously lack. FUCK! where's my eyeliner?!?!?! *cry* if only i had natural beauty like xiaoyang or luscious or bambi. damn you all. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 9:36 am 5 random retorts
Thursday, October 27, 2005
i'm almost there.... two more days. i'm counting down the hours til i'm done with this semester. i'm at the stage where i'm actually wishing i had exams instead of assignments. i miss studying from textbooks. no... really!! i do. though obviously about half interesting subjects. i'll regret saying that if i ever do have exams again. ANYWAYYYY... moving on. i had bizarre dreams yesterday. one of which must have been inspired by lisa van dyck. some lesbian chick raped me. i won't go into details. it's far far far too explicit and i really don't want anyone getting any visuals. i'll just mention handcuffs and a SUPER HUGE strap-on. aside from that... i was a guy. there was this woman who was mistreating this young girl. wrapping rope around her neck and yanking her and stuff. shooting her everytime she couldn't do something because she was being choked by the rope. very morbid. and me? i kept trying to save the day by grabbing the gun and shooting the woman. any dream analysis? i used to dream about death almost every night for two years straight. someone trying to kill me, me killing someone, mass murders, etc. i've got a morbid mind. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 11:00 am 1 random retorts
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
i don't want no skanky hos except the ones i already have. AHAHAHA. i logged onto my multiply today to find a friend request waiting patiently to be approved.  lisa van dyck? who the hell's lisa van dyck? i thought to myself. so naturally i clicked to see her profile out of curiosity. the softbian in me urges me to check out every decent looking chick. so anyway... i was confronted with this.  and then *ka-ching* the penny dropped. lisa van DYCK. *lisabigirl.multiply.com*. oh my god. she's a les/bi? a SKANKY lesbo/bi. no i'm not dissing lesbos/bis, so put that knife down spaz lez. but man... she's a ho.  i mean.... i know sex sells and all. but daaamnnn... that's abit over the top. this is NOT going to make me want to add you into my teenyweeny multiply network. although at least you had the decency to censor your boobies and your poompoom. eeeeeeeyeeerrrrr!! bye bye lisa van dyck. yes. i am a judgemental little bitch today. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 9:00 pm 4 random retorts
Friday, October 21, 2005
decisions decisions i completely forgot about the *sass & bide* sale! it occurred to me while i lay in bed... which is where most things occur. HAHAHA. ok anyway. should i go? should i not? can i be bothered trekking all the way there all by myself? (i have no friends *sniff*) luscious is working and i'm guessing s&b isn't really her thing. bambi... she pretty much hates s&b. mish titties should be happily working. cam's in an entirely different country and it's not her style anyway. and the rest are guys. i don't think any of them crossdress. or maybe they do but i just don't know it. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 10:25 am 2 random retortsThursday, October 20, 2005
BLEARGHHHAARCHHKK 10 points to me for making the weirdest noise of the day. fuck. i don't know what it is about today. everything / everywhere seems to have some sort of gross smell. this lab i'm in right now smells like smelly feet. the stairway smells... unpleasant. the corridor downstairs smells like a government hospital. yech yech yech. i'm so sick of my blog template. after blog-surfing abit, i've decided, when i have time over the holidays... i'm going revamp this whole piece of shit. but of course... i say that now. i probably won't get to it for another year. shit. i'm supposed to finish my studio diary today. blogging is much much better. i don't have to write about made-up shit that nobody really cares about. hmmm... okay. i guess it's not much different to blogging. anywayyyyy..... Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 3:20 pm Wednesday, October 19, 2005
i'm a walking contradiction okay. so you know how i said i'm not an alcoholic? well... that's true. but this post is going to make me sound like one. but whatever...!! *bambi* introduced me to Brown Brothers Moscato (i blame you!) and i have been obssessed about it since!! i'm not a huge wine drinker. 10 points for being unrefined. pfft. we all know i'm terribly uncultured. but this stuff is soooooo goooooooddddd. i can drink a whole bottle by myself... although admittedly i haven't because i'm a cheap drunk and i'd be passed out if i tried to. i'm not like bambi. =p *dodges sharp witty comeback* my point is..... TRY IT!! it's like lolly water. you can't even taste the alcohol in it. which is dangerous but it tastes so fucking good, i don't care. in fact... i'm having some now while conjuring up lies for my studio journal. (they expect us to keep an ongoing journal... yeah right.)  Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 10:30 pm 2 random retortsTuesday, October 18, 2005
i forgot how to make new friends seriously. it's been so long since i've made new friends of my own accord. i'm terribly anti-social like that. unless you've been introduced to me by a friend, or you start talking to me first and you're not some sleazy arrogant guy who wants a quick fuck.... i won't talk to you. that's the way i work. i know it's terrible and it sounds awfully snobbish. but it's not because i think i'm better than everyone else. fuck no. it's just because i'm shy. really. otherwise why the hell would i be hiding behind this blog and writing happy nonsense stuff? i hate all that small talk. not because i don't want to know about which damn school you were from or what job title you hold which i have no idea what it means anyway. it's just because i'm terrible at it. i'm not a conversationalist. i listen. i smile. i laugh. i respond. that's all the conversational skill i have if i don't know you. i don't like all that first impression stuff. i feel like i'm a poodle entering a dog show and being judged for not having the perfect walk or the perfect pompom tail. it's like in that first meeting, people try to assess each other. they try to summarise a person in the first meeting. but we all know first impressions are mostly wrong. people sure as hell get the wrong impressions of me. the most common misconceptions of me: - i've slept with many more guys than i actually have - i smoke (ok i only do it once in awhile) - i'm a party animal (i'm the complete opposite!) - i'm alcoholic - i think i'm more australian than malaysian all of the above are WRONG!! i wouldn't go so far as to say i'm socially inept. i'm just afraid of people. look at all the weird people out there. how do i know you're not some weirdo who likes collecting feet. hence... i tend to stick to people i know and wait for introductions or for people to talk to me. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 4:38 pm 2 random retorts
Sunday, October 16, 2005
i have an auto mode as usual jet decided to stay up late to do work. yes he is a nerd. oops. there goes his little secret. and as usual, i decided sleep was more important than work so i said goodnight. "wake me up when you come to sleep k? "i do try!" "well try harder." *doubtful* "are you sure? you'll be pissed off." "just wake me up." "mmkayyy.... remember YOU asked me to wake you up okay?" the next morning, i wake up. "did you wake me up last night?" *stare* "YES!!" "what happened?" "i was making some noise and you woke up. hello are you awake? yeah i'm awake. what time is it? it's 3am. here's your bolster. *lisha grins and reaches out for bolster like a 5 yr old* are you going to remember this in the morning? mmhmm!!" obviously i'm a natural liar coz i didn't remember shit this morning. i'm amazed i can carry out a conversation and make the right expressions when i'm obviously still in lala land. i've slept through an ambulance picking my friend up before too. she had a bad case of viral infection and was doing some pyrotechnic vomitting so my friends called an ambulance. i was sleeping throughout all of this. the paramedics came into the house and got my friend. on the way out they looked at me passed out and asked my friends: "is she okay?" "oh yeah she's fine." megan then tried to wake me up. "lisha! we're taking steph to the hospital! are you coming?" apparently i opened my eyes and looked at her. i closed my eyes and turned to my side and continued sleeping. megan must've thought i was the biggest uncaring bitch in eternity. and i wasn't even drunk!! god knows i'm dead if my house ever caught on fire. *touch wood* Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 6:06 pm 2 random retorts
GROSSNESSSSSSS!!! fuck. i knew chicks were downright nasty when it comes to public toilet habits. but seriously... this is the worst i've seen. i walked into the toilet to wash my hands. it stank of shit. i mean yeah... okay i know public toilets are not exactly the best smelling places in the world. but this smell... it was like someone just took a WET crap on the floor. then i went into the toilets again to take a nice little peepee. i was about to enter a cubicle when the shit smell just smacked me right in the nostrils and burnt them right out. i encountered a sight i NEVER want to see in my life again. someone must've had a severe case of diorrhea. and i mean SEVERE. coz there was shit ALL OVER the toilet bowl and the WALLS!! the WALLS!! fuck. how the hell do you manage to shit on the walls?!?! i can still smell it man. the putrid smell is stuck in my nose and will be embedded in my memory for life. what is wrong with these women!! you don't do this at home so don't fucking do it outside either!! Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 5:54 pm 3 random retortsSaturday, October 15, 2005
chicks & horses it's caulfield cup day and i'm in caulfield. unfortunately i'm not all dressed up in a eye-blinding colourful dress nor wearing a large decapitating hat. i'm not getting drunk out there under the sun nor enjoying the whiff of horsey smells. i'm not placing blind bets on things i have absolutely zero knowledge about. i'm not flaunting my tits nor legs while trying to walk gracefully in heels that sink into the muddy grass. dammit. i should be!! instead i am dressed in a black top, red cardigan, jeans and black havainas. oh the glamour. i feel like i'm wearing pyjamas next to all the sun-kissed, scantily-clad, squealy chicks that seem to overrun the place. worse still... i'm at uni. attempting to do work. *cry* damn. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:44 pm 2 random retorts
Thursday, October 13, 2005
the ganguro girl tag *YC* tagged me. she promised me a martini (lies... all lies!!) to be a sport and throw out all dignity. for the sake of a martini... it better be a lychee martini!! *grin* so a wannabe ganguro girl i am. but super cannot make it because why...? i am pale as a baby's butt and i have no white make-up. oh well... i tried!! the tagger  the tagged  i feel a little memalu-fied. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 11:24 am Wednesday, October 12, 2005
temptation... i've just been complaining about how poor i am. and i get reprimanding responses (no loooove) from my DFSes for spending it all on clothes. which isn't true!! well... not this time anyway. ally emailed me an ad the other day which i marked as unread. and then nowwww.... i open it again and temptation is beckoning.  ally. you are evil. you are fuelling my shopping habits!! now i admit i used to be a HUGE sass & bide fan until it got overly popular. and i find their clothes are overpriced for what they're worth. but this...!! 50% - 70% off... how can i resist laaaaa. *chanting to self* shopping is evil shopping = cannot eat shopping is evil shopping = no bkk shop in bkk bkk is cheap *thinks of sass & bide sale* ............ okay. how about maybe just ONE printed t-shirt.... willpower chialat to the max. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 8:18 pm Tuesday, October 11, 2005
poor and hungry there's just nothing worse. except cold, poor and hungry. i'm so poor i can't even withdraw money from the atm because they only dipense a minimum of $20. and the fucking thing won't even let me withdraw from my other account using my credit card. it doesn't give me the option of which account to withdraw from. trying to CHEAT MY ASS stupid banks. they think i don't realise they're going to charge me a killer fee if i withdraw straight from the credit card. i may be bimbo song but i'm really not that stupid. so i msgd jet who's at home. "aaahhhh. i can't withdraw money so i can't eat! -cry- hew mak mak! (very very hungry)" "don't worry baby sugar daddy's coming soon. i'll let you know when i get there k? *muax*" thank goodness for my temporary sugar daddy. hahaha. temporary because i'm paying him back obviously. *sigh* HEW MAK MAK!!!!! Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 12:01 pm Monday, October 10, 2005
*snore* *drool* i want to sleep. i want to be like this cat. i want to be sleeping and dreaming of big juicy steaks. instead... i'm stuck at uni wishing i was a sleeping cat dreaming of steak. wtf.  cuteness. my cat used to be that small. at one stage of his life. now, he's just like garfield. 9kg, fat, lazy and an obssession with potato chips. my darling fat cat. i bet he dreams of big juicy steaks too. apparently he got into a fight last week ( we presume a feral cat or possum) and got slightly injured. he now has to wear what i call the lampshade collar. i asked for pictures. no not out of concern. to laugh at him. apparently he keeps banging into walls because he forgets about the collar. and when he lowers his head, the collar digs into the carpet and he gets stuck. fat cat stuck in carpet. HAHAHAHAHA. no i'm not a mean cat owner. it's just my way of getting back at him for being such a snob. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:14 pm Sunday, October 09, 2005
can i fast forward... the next three weeks? three weeks til freedom. three weeks til bliss. three weeks til four months of bumming. three more weeks of hell. three more weeks of restless sleep. three more weeks of wanting to jump off a cliff. ten assignments in the next three weeks. my course is a fucker. on the bright side... *evil grin* to all those who have exams... *wiggles bum* I DON'T!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. *dodges stones, rotten tomatoes, eggs, used condoms, broken dildos, etc.* this is what i've been procrastinating over for the last... ummm... 5 weeks or so. hee hee. i don't call myself a professional procrastinator for nothing, okay. based on the theme "cubist realities"... i decided to do a book cover for my favourite story of all time - the nightingale and the rose. if you're not the type for dark, depressing stories... don't read it.  Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 8:25 pm Thursday, October 06, 2005
present for bambi i was working on my pop-up animation assignment *growl* and i decided on having a geisha in a garden as the theme. i think kimonos are hot. so anyway... as i was drawing, i suddenly noticed that the face staring back at me was distinctly familiar. i have recreated bambi. if she were a gothic geisha, this is what she would look like. FUCKING HOT!!!!   do you see the resemblance or am i the only one here... Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 6:07 pm Monday, October 03, 2005
die laaa my newest addiction. need for speed underground 2. this is the WORST time to get addicted to a game and i blame it all on JETAPHOL SOMSUPHANGSRI!!! but please don't let that stop you from installing on my computer... *sweet smile* i totally suck at the game cozzzz... well, i can't read maps for one. i am TERRIBLE at driving. and i get lost. oh yeah... and i keep forgetting how to reverse when i'm panicking too. shut up. i DO actually have a full license. i knowww... isn't that scary? that's why i'm doing everyone a favour by not driving. that's how considerate i am. (actually i'm just a wuss and driving sky-rockets my stress levels) i've been seriously considering taking driving lessons in melbourne coz... well... i haven't really driven out of kangaroo island where there are NO two lanes, NO traffic lights, speed bumps, watever watever. but then, can you imagine when i meet the driving instructor? "so... when would you like to book for your driving test?" "well... i actually already have a full driver's license." *stunned* "soooo... why do you need lessons?" "oh... you know... i've never really driven in the city. all i ever do when i drive is run over possums and wallabies on kangaroo island. and i figure, it's probably not the same thing if i run over someone in the city. i can't just reverse to make sure the person's dead... you know?" *scared silly* "i think we need to consider making it harder for people to get driving licenses." that's how i imagine the conversation would go. it'd be pretty DAMN embarassing. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 5:50 pm Saturday, October 01, 2005
it's spring!! i love spring. why? because it means summer's coming. that's why!! because it means more sunny days. it means longer sunny days. it means WARMER days. it means BEACH WEATHER is coming!! *ecstatic cheer* it means skimpier girls. it means nicely tanned, shirtless guys. it means LOTS OF DURIAN GELATI!!!!! wahhh that thought is enough to make me nose bleed. *drool* it was such a gorgeous spring day today.... i got a bit trigger happy. hehe.         Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 6:15 pm
meet alysia... my good twin dropped by claire-francoise yesterday. my hair's been left to its own devices for awhile, so i decided i'd better do something about it. hence... i got a cut, shampoo & blowdry. foils. and a hair treatment. i love hair treatments. head massages are theeeee BEST!! plus the massage chair they have... bonus! i was tingling all over. i love stacey. she's the nicest, most honest, down-to-earth professional hairdresser i've managed to find so far. not airy-fairy like a lot of them. she doesn't get all caught up in the trends although she doesn't lack the skill. she tells you exactly what she thinks. and she's super nice in a genuine big-mama way. not fake polite chatter that just makes me want to hide my face behind a magazine. told her i was thinking about getting a fringe. not a blunt one but a wispy jagged fringe. two hours later, i just stared in the mirror. "oh my god. i look... cute? i look like a virgin!!"   since it was jet's and my 5th month anniversary (ok shut up... i know what it sounds like), we decided to go to TGIF for dinner. i was having a huuuuuge craving for the mushroom, onion and swiss burger. *drool* *drool* i was so excited about my food coming i completely forgot to take pictures of the food. oh well. just have to go back again. hee hee.    Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 4:08 pm
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Men's alter ego ... :) Sure embarrased lah if can't pay. :) Wow ... glorious food i must say. And romantic surroundings ... any violionist? That would be superb.
haha the only atmoespheric noise we had were australians getting pissed in the background at the bar.
WHERE ARE THE PICTURES OF THE ESCARGOT, MUSSELS AND TIRAMISU?!?!! POTONG STEAM WOMAN!!!
And I was so distracted by the lack of food images that I forgot to say
HAPPY 6 MONTHS Lish-Delish and Turbo Jet!
well... we ate them before there was a chance to take photos!! hahaha. i'm waiting for jet to send me some pics to edit.
and thanks mish titties!!
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