its a stressful christmas season.

no wonder suicide rates always sky rocket during the christmas season.
money out; nothing in.

for the first time in the 15 months of my financially independent life i'm in a crisis. my current account is currently in a 65 pounds deficit. i need desperately to sort out my accounts and my life but i've a huge liability as my friend is currently here with me and i can't do much without feeling hindered. and when i made the decision to withdraw all money out of my fixed deposit my hsemate stopped me and i stupidly listen when my prior considerations led me to the conclusion that i needed to liquid my fixed deposit.

and i can't study.

and my friend is not interested in anything in london except her laptop in the room which incurs my huge frustration. i spend so much time and sacrifice so much in bringing her around to famous places in London and she gives me an uninterested face. i bring her to museums and explain to her interesting stuff and she gives me a bored face. i'm broke and she is only interested in eating asian food which is not cheap. bread is cheap and she tells me she'll kill her mum if her mum asks her to eat bread in the morning in sg.

pardon me but broke as i am and you are, i'm paying for your accoms and your food. you have absolutely no right to complain.

the thing with keeping a diary

i started writing up on the encounters on the trip to norway just 2 nights ago before going to bed and after just 2 sentences i was too tired to continue. i suppose i don't see a point in doing.

whats with writing down everything. if i were to forget abt the trip 10 yrs later, i dun suppose reading abt it (that is assuming i do re-read my entry) will bring back a lot of the memories. so i suppose just the knowing that I've been to Norway would be sufficient.

i was abt to write a post on whats been up during this Christmas wk and again i was too tired to continue and listing it all out would seem really unnecessary. in short, i had dinner with 3 groups of ppl over the wk, went shopping for a lot, a lot of stuff and i am currently low on liquidity. shall call to cancel my fixed deposit tmr.

i have been surprisingly chill abt the whole burglary incident though i always feel a tinge of emotions whenever i see a DSLR now. but i suppose i'll get one camera pretty soon.

not that i want to come across as listing the things that have happened but my life is really that boring.

post-travelling syndrome

everytime i return back to my uk room after travelling i have the longing to be back home where its warm and nice.

next yr. i would go home during christmas next yr. who cares abt the double priced airtickets.

random overdue horoscope i chanced upon while eating maggi mee with the newspaper

0335h GMT.
just came back from the most freezing trip ever in my life from norway. but more on that later.

here's what i read off an old newspaper while eating my before bed late night supper.

"PISCES
think i started off wrong there. i apologise if i come across as an angry, drunk, mentalist. Given a hug or kiss I am fully capable of putting my initial disgust of other humans to one side. But only if you are a pretty blond girl. So if you are looking for a Ox/Horse/Olympic athlete cross (I'll let you work out what attributes go where) drop the cat phone a text. Kisses."

Are all Pisces that obnoxious?! hahaha. anyway, this gives you the idea how crappy free london papers are.

the expensive lesson

picking semi-pro photography is expensive. my canon 500D cost me a hefty 890pounds excluding periperals like the extremely expensive HDSD card that cost another 35 pounds.

my first lesson with regards to this camera has got nothing to do with photography itself. it taught me the ugly side of human being, standing up to what i think i right and how not to be so blunt even when i am angry.

my camera was stolen. thats akin to throwing 900 pounds down the drain just to have a brush with the london metropolitan police, and screaming at my landlord. a forensic collection guy came over to try and collect finger print but since the whole box was taken, only ziling's money box was examined which only had her finger print since she looked at it at least 30 times ytd wondering where the money went.

i dont think i was at fault for screaming at the landlord. but i do think i shldnt have been too quick to place judgement and accuse them though i did a lot of thinking and they were the only possible suspects. when if thats true i shld have used a less accusing tone. but i was angry. i just lost the camera i bought specially for the norway trip the day before i'm flying to norway.

i don't understand why this happened. but i suppose God has a reason for everything. i can just pray that whoever took my camera would return it and my future relation with the landlord wont be overly awkward.

the 200th post

time for me to be more hardworking. not understanding tutorial sheets is not funny. getting 21/40 for course work due to careless mistake is not either.

here and there

over here when i crave smth i:

1. kill my cravings

2. if cannot be killed, kill my money and go down to chinatown.

3. if chinatown is too far and i want it badly enough, get everything necessary and google how to make it.

HAHAHA. i got a steamer, eggs, ginger, milk sugar just because i craved 姜汁鲜奶炖 (:

will see if i succeed. its good that i finally got my steamer. 19.99 on offer.

updated: final product

verdict: not too good as i substituted milk with soya milk. next time i'll try the proper recipe!