I'm alive!

Happy Birthday Siew Lei, Brandon, Jern and Sui Yi!

Merry Christmas!
Happy New Year!

There.
I've made up the whole of last month's worth of blogging.

Ok. It's been about 3 weeks since I last blogged. I just gave up on Lydia's tiny little laptop with it's german keyboard (if I type my name as Stephanie Zeong again I'm gonna scream) and I was too busy satiating my CS hunger in Melbourne to blog.

Let's not even discuss about Perth shall we?

I'm just gonna mention 3 phrases:

Dial-up.

Ancient dinosaur-era computer.

In the service apartment lobby.

I finished 3 storybooks on my sofabed during that one week instead.

Well, Aussie was fun. I gained 3 kgs (as I planned, hohoho) and just about lost them in less than a week (that's Malaysia for me.)

Happy to say that my plans for Uni are finalised and I'm off to RMIT for my arts foundation on the 20th of February.

)))): That's leaves me less than 2 months to see my friends and...pack my stuff....and.........leave?

OMG I'm lifeless!

-___-

Anyway, it's 7.50 am right now.

No, if you know me you'd know that I have NOT, in fact, woken up early to blog at ungodly hours (for people my age) and I just haven't slept yet, that's all.

Mona KO-ed at roughly 6 something, so I had a shower and finished my storybook and basically stoned around doing random stuff - I EMAILED MY MOM, THAT'S how random.

So I decided to come back to the blogging world.

Hello world.

(IT student joke, if you don't get it, it doesn't matter I've always been a super geek anyways.)

So yeah. Here I am.

*hums*

Ok, sorry, was just recalling what I was going to say - lost touch with this blogging thing already, dammit!

Have you ever felt like you're just a teeny bit psychic?

Well, I woke up on the morning of 17th December (yea, SAM bitches, you know what's coming!) at around 9 and a thought just popped into my mind.

Well, not so much a thought as seemingly random figures...oh OK fine. The results of my SAM finals, ok?

Anyway, I said to myself. 2A 2B 1C.

Then I stoned for a while under the covers, nervously pondering what TER I was going to get.

My sister got 93.3 (FREAK OF NATURE!) and I figured that following the trend, I'm going to score a fair bit lower than her (being the lazy bitch that I am) and the number 87.7 (yes, even the point-seven) just popped into my mind.

Sure enough, when I logged into the SSABSA webbie, my TER was 87.7.

FUCK!

Right after that, I figured that if I thought of the number 99.95 hard enough then my results would have been top of the year!

Right. -_-

So anyway, I was really hoping against hope to score at least a 90.

What the hey, marketing people say the the first digit of a number can make it look much bigger or smaller in value, even though there isn't really much difference between 90 and 89.99.

Sigh.

I know it's pretty good for my class' standard (what a bunch of lazy asses we were) so I'm not going to moan too much about it and rub it in the faces of the people who got 60 or something like that.

Then Den goes and says that with that kinda result, I could pretty much apply to do engineering in Melbourne U.

Melbourne U!

Engineering!

OH THE GLAMOUR!

Btw, Den the freakofnature got 2nd class upper honours in her Bachelor of Engineering.

Yes! She has finally graduated!

And yes, we are all very proud of her.

So for a millisecond, I considered doing an about face and taking up engineering and then I get to put that oh-so-fancy 4 letters behind my name:

Yeong Shan Wen, Stephanie; Bachelor of Engineering (Melb.)

HOLY M. E. L. B.!

The graduation booklet I was reading during the convocation before I dozed off even made a point to emphasize the importance of those 4 letters and what value it would add to your resume.

Which justifies the 20% extra you pay to study in Melbourne U, one of THE top 200 unis in the world.

But holy hell, engineering?

Hell yes, I could probably do that but I'd DIEEE DIEE DIEEEEE of boredom. I KNOW I have a knack for both maths and physics but NONONOWAYYYYSPAREMEEEE!

So yeah. I'm stuck with arts in RMIT.

(Which is nowhere near the top 200, as far as I can tell.)

Well, I'm gonna show you that I can earn as much money designing the next Counter-Strike as Den can earn designing an replacement brain for the mentally-challenged or something.

I know for a fact that there are as many gamers as there are stupid people in the world.

In fact, I think stupid people make up 90% of the gaming population, if Garena is any measure.

But wait, I don't think gamers make up 90% of the stupid population so I may have gotten my theory a bit screwed up there.

So much for having an aptitude for numbers. :/

Oh well.

Anyway, I have a few more weeks to get that freaking Left 4 Dead.

God knows Jaykay already deserted me to play L4D

Which means one less CS kaki. *&@#^*@%#@!

Cheeeepet! I have to get the freaking game and play it already.

Mona already asked me to come down to Wangsa Maju (one of the ccs, hell knows which one. Is it tbun??) so we could play but YOU ALL KNOW I CAN'T DRIVE!

Jaykay said he'd fetch me and we'd go together but the lucky bastard managed to get hold of the CD and he's playing it at home. And I have my own words thrown back in my face:

Why play at the cc when you can play for FREE at home?

ARGHGHGHRGHGR!

He said to pass him my external and he'll give me the game but as I said earlier,

I CAN'T DRIVE!

OMG! I have only a few weeks to get the damn license.

-____-

And I don't want to.

I wanna be chauffeured around for the rest of my life. *small voice*

I also wanna go to Popi!

LING! SUI! VIVI! MONA! My bitches, when are we going?!

Sei Jaykay went without me on new year's eve - on which I stayed home like the lifeless person I am and DotA-ed with Henry and texted with Mona until the countdown ended. And it doesn't feel better when KC AND Nick called me to wish me a happy new year with tons of people screaming in the background, as well as ask, in a VERY loud voice (to be heard over all that ecstatic screaming, you see):

SO WHATCHA DOING? ARE YA HAVING FUN?

I was gonna say something really bitchy, but Nick goes:

HOLD ON A SEC STEPHIE!

*laughter and music in the background*

SORRY SOMEONE WAS...WAIT A MOMENT, SORRY!

*my heart smashes into thousands of tiny fragments, wishing for all I was worth that I hadn't rejected Jaykay's offer and gone clubbing whether or not I risked dying of his drunk driving after or not*

NEVERMIND!

I am PROUD to say I have chosen LIFE over CLUBBING!

But a giant hole was punctured in my cloud of righteousness and sensibility when Jaykay DID come home in one piece a few hours later, seemingly intact (though high) and crowing about how girls have been grabbing him in the balls. (No, I didn't really want to know that, and neither did the people in the CS room, I'm pretty sure.)

Though I can't blame him for his semi-drunken ranting as I was much, much worse off when I went clubbing for the first (and only) time. Mona said it was a night he would never forget. What the fuck. -_-

Crazy bitch has been doing the crazy thing and staying up with me to chat and play CS until people start getting up and going to work. In fact, for 3 days in a row I was up late (early?) enough to bid Oliver the early-riser good morning as he woke up and I went to bed.

But don't think it hasn't taken a toll on us. -_-

He pretty much died at 6am as I said and I'm only still awake because I slept until an epic FIVE PM yesterday.

=/

Mona was supposed to wake me up at 3 at my request, but only after 2 texts and 2 calls at half hourly intervals I finally rolled out of bed...and went straight back to the computer.

Dewwww. Lifeless kia!

Sigh.

OH! Have I told you yet - that I've just been dumped?

HAHAHA!

My pet Jern has finally given up on me after more than 6 months and has moved on to his next prey - another girl named...yes, you guessed it - STEPHANIE!

HOLY STEPHANIE HUNTER!

He told Nick to tell me that he condemns ever loving me again (T_T'') and that he has someone else to love now.

I swear, when Nick told me on Skype I couldn't stop laughing for 5 minutes and had a tummy cramp after.

"So...should I tell him you're relieved or what?"

"NO! NICK! I'm HEARTBROKEN!"

*bursts into fresh fit of laughter*

"Hahhaha, as you wish, princess."

Yes. I swear he calls me princess. -____-

Nick, my prince!

*gag*

Anyway, Jern has the cheek to tell me that I've changed.

CHANGED!

That I've gotten...ohmygod I can't say it it's making me laugh...WILDER!

HA. HA? HA!

As if what he thinks matters to me since I never cared all that much for him in the first place.

Yes, his deep voice for his age certainly caught my attention, but only fleetingly.

For him however, he wandered pretty damn close to the border of obsession.

He spent the last couple of days stalking me from room to room in Garena.

He uses MY nickname while playing CS.

He talks to my darling Oliver and sends me messages through him.

He calls Nick to beg me to talk to him.

He bought me one-month gold member.

HA! How irrelevant but I guess that's the only I really loved from the whole list of the ways he attempts to pledge his love for me.

Oh, and if you think it isn't funny enough that he had to find ANOTHER Stephanie to replace me, get this:

His ex-(and first) girlfriend was named...

STEPHANIE!

AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

*wipes tears from eyes*

Through Nick, I managed to wheedle an explanation for this freakish name-fetish of his.

It was pretty much as I expected: he promised Steph #1 that he would only love Steph forever.

HA! HAHAH! OMG!

I have to label myself now! Steph#2!

I'm having an identity crisis here.

These times are when I briefly wish that I could be like Viv and get guys that she actually finds cute and are good at DotA. (Not that this is a very important trait for my future boyfriend, but yes it does help keep me in a happy mood.)

Man. Why is my love life so bleak?

No wonder I don't have one if these are the kind of guys that actually go for me.

Ha. I remember the guy from Johor who insisted I pretend that I was his little sister and he had to protect me and all that shit. And who could forgot Mister you-should-wash-your-nails-in-lemon-juice-cause-it's-healthy-for-the-nailbed-and-makes-them-soft?

Well. I have Nick and KC, but they have pretty much gotten over their infatuation with me cause I'm too much of a guy's girl to be a girl kinda girl. Does that even make sense?

In short, that means I don't have impressive boobs and would rather sit with my legs up on the table playing CS with my friends than dress up all flirtily and go dating/clubbing.

But whatever, I've finally washed my hands clean of germs!

Har. Har. You don't get it, but I used to call Jern Germ. Yea, yea, lame joke but it's even less amusing when you see him call me hunniebunnie. (Oh god, why snowbunnie? WHY? I need a new screenname.)

Anyhow, I wanna get Steam CS.

Anyone out there who volunteers to buy it for me?

My birthday is in 6 months if you aren't willing to pledge your love and life to me and be my slave who does my bidding.