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this is an obligatory post.

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 14:35:14 GMT

You know, the post you write a few days after you turn a year older to thank everyone for the birthday wishes, because then it'll just seem ungrateful if you didn't. And you wouldn't want people to think that now, would you?

So you write the obligatory thank you post. Along with a status on facebook, and on twitter. Because not everyone reads your blog (sigh the cost of being a loser) and might not have gotten the message, and then they'd just think that you were being ungrateful (refer to paragraph above).

Heh.

But seriously though, thank you guys for all the wishes! And I say this with the utmost sincerity, not just because I'm (sorta) obligated to. Your wishes made me feel very loved and special - the way every girl should feel on her birthday. And rest assured, none of the calls, messages or even facebook wall posts went unappreciated. I may not be the best person in the world but I've certainly got friends that are. ♥

Birthdays were and never will be a big deal (sorry future boyfriend), but for some unknown reason I was really, really really dreading my birthday. I guess it was the combination of homesickness, and all the self pity I had pent up for myself (damn girls and all their emotions) that made me dread my nineteenth. That, amongst other things. But needless to say, I was pleasantly surprised and enjoyed my day tremendously. It's just one of those days where everything seemed to fall into place. I may not have gotten my birthday wish granted this year, but it was definitely better than I could've wished for.

I started my day off with me bring grumpy. Which is pretty much how I start off all my days actually, because I am not a morning person. But I digress. So yes, I woke up grumpy because I was woken up by a call - a call I didn't even manage to pick up on time. I saw other missed calls, which not only made me grumpier but also made my over imaginative and paranoid mind start stressing out, because I only worry about shallow things like missed calls and who dates whom.

(JOKE I WORRY ABOUT SERIOUS THINGS TOO)

So yes I started stressing out because I didn't know what to do. Should I call them back?? No, then it'll just sound like I'm calling them to make them wish me happy birthday. Okay then cancel that out. Then I do what? Message them la ask them whats up. Er no, then they would know that you're playing dumb and playing dumb is not cool when someone calls your bluff. Oh. Okay then do what? You ask me I ask who?

DAMN IT RIGHT SIDE WHY CAN'T YOU GIVE ME ANSWERS!! yells the left side of my brain.

Oh and to make matters worse I got calls from anonymous numbers as well. Which then made me even more stressed out because I was convinced that it was my Prince Charming calling to wish me happy birthday and because I never picked up I crossed out all chance of us being together to have little prince and princess Charmings.

Ah, this is just a preview of what goes on in my head. You can tell that I am obviously very deluded and in need of a boyfriend, haha.

And because it's been a while, this shall be a vomit post.

More photos on facebook for the curious that have nothing better to do.

Ahh, sekarang kamu tengok gambar ketiga (yes saya buat kamu scroll all the way ke atas), nama dia computer kaki (laptop; saya terlupa perkataan it dalam BM sorry BM saya fail) lelaki saya sangat sangat suka dia bila saya dalam semester pertama saya. Setiap kali saya tengok dia dalam kimia lecture hati saya berdedup dedup sangat kuat. And nama dia computer kaki lelaki kerana saya selalu tengok dia dengan laptop dia. Hence saya memberi dia nama itu. Its way cooler than nama benar dia anyway. Dan dia ABC! If you didn't know last time saya sangat suka ABC kerana ada combination dua dua : orang cina tetapi orang putih.

Hensem tak? Saya put my stalker skills to good use and ambil gambar dia once (saya tahu la sangat scary but judge not) and hantar gambar dia kepada Justin, Kaylee, Jing and U-Jean. Semua ada positive feedback! Well saya terlupa apa Justin dan U-Jean kata and Jing kata tidak handsome tetapi we all know that Jing itu jealous dan ada sedikit issue - cannot blame him its the JB blood in him (JOKE) tetapi from Kaylee ada positive feedback! And lets face the facts the only one whose opinion matters in the list above was Kaylee anyway haha.

I kid, I kid.

Tetapi malangnya infatuation itu wore off the moment saya berkenalan dengan dia. KENAPA SETIAP KALI MACAM ITU! Lelaki perfect from afar tetapi bila kenal it just turns out to be a big flop.

SEDIH!

Ah, ini adalah little facts about Wing Hang that you didn't know. Saya sudah mengenalkan kamu lust crush Australia pertama saya jadi kamu tidak boleh kata saya tidak update you guys dengan my stories!

And kamu yang sedang berfikir, aha, kenapa gambar dia semua dengan orang sama? Aiyah sorry la says sudah cakap saya tak ada kawan la kamu tidak trust.

Okay this blog post has been long enough for my blog to remain untouched until december. :) cannot say I don't update my blog anymore!

xx

p.s. SAYA TAHU SAYA SUDAN GEMUK LA SHUT UP.

sad posts aren't meant to have titles,

Tue, 29 Sep 2009 04:50:58 GMT

Just a quickie before I jet off to gobble up 1000 calories and put on 10 pounds at Max Brenner's. Today's my last day in Melbourne and at the risk of sounding shallow leaving Melbourne will be one of the hardest things I've done so far in life (among other things). It's not that Adelaide is a bad place to be, really I've grown rather attached to the place, its just the thought of leaving and everything it represents here that depresses me. Melbourne has been dubbed as my 'happy place' for the past week and leaving my happy place makes me well, not happy.

Leaving would mean facing reality i.e. my staggering amount of assignments due, the amount of weight I've put on in the past week, etc.

I am going to bring back 3 dozen of krispy kremes back, oh you wait and see. I'll be the fat chick carrying 3 boxes of krispy kreme at the airport, the one with the overstuffed hand luggage because she is too kiam to pay 10 bucks more for 10 kg.

Wave if you see me.

the 500th reason why australia is better than malaysia;

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 14:19:32 GMT

The succession of photos above attempt to explain how I got so excited when I found out that we get free ice cream toppings at Copenhagen's. And its not the cheap pasar malam toppings either, its quality toppings. So not only are the ice creams massive and nicer here, to top it (unintended pun! haha) we also get free toppings. As you can see from photo 2, I got distracted by the fudge and forgot I was being photographed despite only asking Melody to snap a photo of me 15 seconds before. Also, you can tell from my pei face that I was obviously close to achieving orgasm when I saw the caramel fudge on my ice cream cone. You can see how happy I am in photo 3, free food and caramel toppings, really, I cannot ask for more. I won't say how many times I went back for more because then you'd realize how shameless I really am, although I'm pretty sure you already do because I'm Chinese and Malaysian and we all know that Chinaysians = stingy and kiam to the max. And photo 4 is just an excuse to post up a photo of me because I am narcissistic and self absorbed that way, haha.

Also made up Chinaysians, does the word really exist? Subconsciously typed it out and mentally applauded myself for combining the two words that explained my ethnicity into such a nice sounding word. And by exist I mean in manglish and not proper english, because 70% of the words I use have been manglish-fied in one way or another.

I think I'm quite easy to please, don't you think?

the story of how I got attacked by a bird.

Sun, 23 Aug 2009 05:20:54 GMT

Would you attack said girl in photo above??
(photo taken moments after incident for the purpose of blogging)

The story of how I got attacked by a bird for the first time.

It was approximately 1.15 pm, when I was leaving church to go home instead of going out to lunch. HOHO, little did I know that such a small change in decision would cause me my scariest head-on experience so far, not to mention almost making me shit in my pants at a fully grown age of 18 and a half.

After saying my goodbyes, I left church and was walking towards my sister's car when I suddenly felt something against my head. So like any normal person I turned behind, ready to yell at the idiot that messed up my hair (hey, I am an aggressive person) when I saw it. A bird. The bird.

Rough position of me and demonic attacker. I was about 45 seconds into my 3 minute walk to the car, so the bird spent a good 2 minutes chasing and scaring the shit out of me.

I've heard stories of my friends being attacked by birds. Ironically, just ten minutes before, a friend was telling me about a blackish white bird that attacked her earlier that morning, and I remember laughing when she told me. Dumbass karma. Laugh only what must come back and bite (or in this case attack) me in the ass meh??!

So there was the bird, and it kinda looked like a crow except with white patches, and I was like, you bastard! (in my thoughts of course, because everyone knows that talking to animals is a sign of insanity) when I realized that it was the two legged flying animal that attacked me. But okay la, still chilling. I was ready to laugh it off as a funny experience, you know, to tell everybody EH GOT BIRD SWOOP AT ME TODAY. But by this point I was a bit scared already la so I increased my speed, looking tentatively over my shoulder every 5 seconds.

Photo obviously not the same attacker, but similar in appearance.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw the bastard (whom had landed) start flying again...............towards me. So I was like SHIT la, and ducked and ran as fast as I could when I felt the bird touch (?) my head again. By this time I was freaking out like mad already. I turned around to locate my attacker, this time really I swear close to shitting in my pants, to see the crow thing staring back at me with its black beady eyes and sharp, sharp pointy beak.

It's just like the staring competitions we play. You know, to see who gives up first.
Beady eyes v.s. slanty eyes.
Chink v.s. bird.
Human v.s. animal.

Bird -2, Human -0. :(

So then it starts flying towards me again. Flying an understatement, more like CHARGING towards me lor. And really, this time I went all out la. Like, I really couldn't care less how I looked to other people already. BIRD CHASING YOU STILL WANT TO LOOK ALL PRIM AND PROPER MEH. So I ran la. Ran like a complete idiot. Ducked as low as I could and ran towards my sister's car. Ducking and running and keeping an eye out for psychotic birds not an easy task okay.

Crow still chasing me all the while.

Reached my sister's car.

Tried opening the door. Old car la, no tee-tit automatic thing. Must open with key. Fumbled like mad. Took 100 million years to open the door. Also had to do it standing up, because well I am fat and cannot fit in between two cars bending down. So the crow, taking advantage of my stagnant standing up position, decided to swoop at me one last time. BUT THIS TIME I PRO. Crow noob. I saw it coming, so I waited until the last second to duck, and the bird missed me.

HAHAHA.
Human - 1, Bird - 2.

I finally managed to open the door and sat in the car for a full five minutes trying to make sure I didn't die of a heart attack.

End of crow story.

I came home to google it, and apparently Australian birds are known to swoop / attack / chase people, especially if they feel threatened and want to ward of intruders. That I understand,

BUT HELLO? I WAS WALKING ON THE ROAD LOR. YOUR NEST ON THE ROAD IS IT??! NEVER THROW ROCK AT YOU NEVER EVEN GO NEAR YOUR NEST LOR YOU ATTACK ME FOR WHAT??

"Most birds swoop only during the nesting and rearing period. They are only trying to protect their territory, nests, eggs and young. Most swooping behaviour is a form of bluffing. Birds rarely make contact when swooping."

Birds rarely make contact when swooping.

HELLO THEN WHAT WIND AH THAT TOUCHED MY HEAD TWO TIMES??!

More information here.

So all in all, a very scary experience. Moral of the story?

Always go out for lunch after church.

tea for two;

Mon, 17 Aug 2009 10:43:29 GMT

Saw a hugeass dragonfly on the hall stairs today. Said dragonfly in photo above. I had to pause midway to avoid stepping on it, almost tripping, at the same time terrified that the fluttering pest would fly up towards me.

I'm not too sure who was more scared, me of stepping on the dragonfly, or the dragonfly being squished by a chink with weight issues.

I am so pretty hahahh.

disappointment

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 13:03:45 GMT

is like the time you stepped on the weighing machine and watched with a sinking (and apparently very big) stomach as the needle went up and up the scale.

Or the time when you put in a hundred percent into an assignment only to find out that you got a mere 65% for it later on.

It's like the time when you had an overly cooked patty and really little mayonnaise on your double beef and bacon burger after you spent the whole day craving and thinking about nothing else but the burger.

Or the time when you decided to cook yourself a sunny side up egg only for the yolk to break when you poured it into the wok.

Disappointment, is when you open your facebook homepage to see friend requests, only to find out that they're complete and utter well, losers.

I don't know about you guys la, but whenever I open my facebook page and see friend requests I get really excited. Like, not excited where I would jump up and down and isn't able to contain my curiosity kinda thing, its more of a, I-chose-to-make-myself-worked-up-because-I-just-choose-to kinda excitement. I know its not a big deal and it really isn't, but like, a million thoughts run though my head when I see the 'friend request' at the top right hand corner.Oh, who is this that wants to be my friend? Handsome or not one? A long lost friend? Wah, I must be popular lor so many friend requests!

....................................only to find out they're well, requests from unknown men.

So today, when I opened my facebook homepage and saw a friend request, I was quite excited. Only to see a request from a person that I don't recognize and whom I have no mutual friends with.

(Digressing but whenever I get friend requests I see our mutual friends especially if I didn't recognize the requester because mutual friends give me an indication where I might have met the person and our mutual friends help me determine whether I should accept the request or not although not anymore because I have become bitchier as of late and do not accept requests from people whose names don't register straight away despite us having 100000 mutual friends I have also started deleting people off my friends list because I am bitchy that way haha no la if I don't remember the fella then just delete la be friends for what)

Then I noticed that I got a message. Now, I get quite excited whenever I see friend requests, so imagine how I would be like if i got an inbox message. WAH WHO WANT TO TALK TO ME??! Maybe its someone professing his love for me!

.......................................... only to see this.

He didn't even have the courtesy to call me cutie lor. Just cute. Hi cute. HI CUTE U CUTE LETS B FRENZ~! ^_^

So yes, disappointment knows no boundaries. I know for a fact that heaps of girls get these types of messages too, whether pretty ugly skinny fat slutty innocent also got. Where in the world are the real men?!

And Karamjit Singh, I'm sorry that you had to be one I directed this post towards. Nothing personal, I am just really really cranky and your request came in at the wrong time, causing an impromptu blog post. And although its highly doubtful, but if you ever do come across this post.. well you dug your own grave lor.

science vs econs.

Sun, 26 Jul 2009 12:49:40 GMT

This is my timetable for next semester.

I thought it was alright. You know, how an average student's timetable is supposed to be like.

This is Jing's timetable.

Jing has 14 hours of class a week.
I have 24.

The most number of classes Jing has in a day is 3.
The most number of classes I have in a day is 6.

The longest day in uni for Jing is 6 hours (with an hour break!).
The longest day in uni for me is 8 hours - with straight classes.

I also want to do business now lor!

my first australian package.

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 09:52:23 GMT

After whinging for days and checking my mailbox countless of times the past week, my long awaited package finally arrived from Malaysia.

The gummy bears have melted together to form one big lump, the chocolates are smashed and disgusting looking, the bacon mint box is squashed, and there is a small mess on my floor from your rubbish, but I don't think I've ever appreciated something so much before. (actually I think got. But this is all you know, hypothetical)

I have awesome friends. Even if they are extremely stupid. They actually took the time to fill the package with rubbish. And wrote the stupidest notes to me, but I still love you guys anyway.

Halfway through I noticed a green pamphlet sticking out.

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Walao too much la! Not only did they open my mail, they also got time to insert pamphlets in.

i finally gave in

Mon, 13 Jul 2009 08:38:29 GMT

and got myself a twitter account.
(and got Lena one too)

Click.

:)

my mother is so cute

Fri, 19 Jun 2009 12:14:10 GMT

My mom calls:

"Hi Hang. How come you're home on a friday night? Like a loser."
"No ma, I stayed home because I needed to study."
"Okay. Get HD for me okay. Like the tv nowadays, high definition."
"Okay I'll try."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Good. Concentrate on your studies okay."
"Okay."
"And don't go clubbing."
"Okay I dont go so much."
" What don't go so much. Go clubbing your head. Study first then only find a boyfriend. Make sure he is rich and handsome."
"Err okay, I'll try to find one."
"I want chinese one ah. Don't go and date australians."
"Australians also won't like me one la so you dont have to worry."
"And make sure he is skinny. I already got 3 fat kids, I don't want fat grandchildren too."

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