Christmas.. and im back...

Back in SG, and everything is crap..
From the moment i touch down, to the moment i hit the roads.
Its not the place i wanna be, its not the memories i wanna be.
Just like a tornado, everything just hits you right in the mind..Could be im thinking too much i reckon..Sighzz.. i wanna go back but im staying for my bros wedding. Im staying longer coz my gf is begging me too. Well you cant please everyone..In fact i thought of flying back this sunday.

I knew i have start my new life over there already, Peace, quiet, no one to bother me, no one to answer to, its just me, my living room, and my beer. Crap.. is like Christmas today, Im hell at home.. Bleah. Its all starting again.. crap.

Oh well.. Merry Xmas newae... :)

Food is delicious but mood isnt.. *bleah*

Baked seafood lasagna,
California Roll
Salmon Sushi with mustard/mayo+onions.
Baked garlic bread roll.

House Food party!, self cooked by this Korean sharemate and help from me to be shared among the 5 of us staying under the roof. I just couldnt be bothered to take pictures of the Fresh Oysters we had too..

Usually when i have this kinda "once-in-awhile" food, i will always be able to eat a lot, especially fresh oysters, but this time round. din really have the mood, i noe im just eating for the sake of eating..

Maybe im just afraid that i put on too much weight already. Crap, a few more days is not gonna make any big difference already. now my mood is like crap, Pek cek, irritable, I know whats the reason, but im trying to not think about anything, i had my fair share and bits and pieces of fucked up momments already

And NO, its not my PMS...

There empty handed, back empty handed.

Nothing can go wrong with an icy cold beer of BEEZ NEEZ.a tang of honey wheat....:) The norm thing i do whenever i just got off from work..

I was having 'withdrawal symptoms' from being "un-netless" for a period of a week or more pior to moving places again. till i had to borrow my friend's internet device, if not i wont be writing here. Freaking THIRD time since i moved ever since i touched down here, aint a easy task man. Ill be moving again when im back..4th time. record broken in half a year, sighzz

3 more days before i touch down, back to my 'reality' world, 2 more nights from my 'fantasy' I know i have to face all the problems i have back in Singapore and i cant escape it, but i know im coming back empty-handed, and im going back empty-handed from all weights and problems... If not for my bro's wedding, i wouldnt be back at all i reckon..Though im enjoying life here in Perth, i frankly am getting bored with my brains out, i miss the easy nightlife in SG, and my closer friends whom made it fun to be with, but i dread the things i left behind..

And i dread going back to SG, more precisely for one reason..

" Tasha!!!! you put on so much weight!!!"

ARGHHHH.... duh..

Mood for Lunch....

Ok.. so i was in the mood to bake, to use up all my remaining groceries b4 i move out.. I was dreaming of what to cook the next day, and hence baking was easier , just shove everything in the oven.

Well, i could only make full use of my kitchen when my dat HKG share mate is not around. Just nice when i have shoved everything into the Oven, and was left to wash the dirty dishes.. He came back, and first stupid thing he ask was " Are you done?" i presume he wanna use the kitchen to do his lunch, which consists of "boiling water, cooking rice" using the microwave, and microwaving his microwave(d) vegetables, and his so called salmon i think. He even uses the microwave to make scrambled eggs! Yucks. Talk bout guys who can't cook but cook lazily but think they know-it-all in the kitchen. So i excused myself letting him take over the kitchen. Crap. and i went back to my room to wait till the oven timer is out.

And then when i went to check my food contents, sitting at his usual "working table" in the living room just side the kitchen he asked " You having a party?" i was like a bit stunned. coz i just hung up with my HR manageress on the phone telling her im nto able to attend the staff's xmas party coz i was moving house that day. First thought, i tot he was evesdropped on my conversation. But then it strucked me, he was talking bout my baking.. i was lke " No.. just trying some baking for my lunch" He shoke his head and " tsk tsk" " i thought you were having a party"

What, people cannot bake for lunch meh, servings sooo small, how can be enough for a party (btw, to them party is derived as house parties with food and guests" i guess he thought it was rather unappropriate to go through all the trouble just for lunch. Well duhh.. coz you only know how to microwave, but not stove/oven cooking. Well, but i felt bad i didnt ask him if he wanted any.. :P I wont share unless im confident it tastes ok...

Baked pasta ham rice and mashed potatoes mixed with tereyaki minced and with red pepper bells topped with minced.. Yum, pic looks crap, but i didnt realise it was good. haha oh well edible enough for me.. :P

Emo is for kids.... shit

Super.. duper Emo..
self emo.. shiat...

Gin?

Gin anyone? People are driving me crazy, i down like 7 shots last night, mixing with syrup and such.... I wont be surprised the bottle finishes in a week.

Never judge a book by its cover..

Who said tash can't cook? I know i have that " HUH? you can cook?!" lol, this is the comments i always get " must be instant mee" . Well, i dun outsource and tell everyone i do noe how to whip up simple dishes, you never ask you never know right, coz i do not look like those who do.

Secondly.....
You've got it.. novels.. books. I just recieved them outside my doorstep, stupid postman, didnt knock on the door, just left my stuff outside. I bought it from an online bookstore, knowing i do not have Foxtel, im gonna die of boredom.

Heybut i do read novels.. thick ones, and when i start, i cant stop. Too bad i forgot to bring my books from singapore, coz i was in a rush to pack all my stuff. So say.. they say never judge a book by its cover eh.

Tash, that party gal, who drinks and smokes, and nothing gets along in her way, yet she reads and she cooks.. whats the world coming too man..

Never judge a book by its cover, always check out the contents and price.. i may be much more expensive then you think. * winks*. Good for quality.. ha

Life sucks... so just get used to it..

Ive grown accustomed to eating these already.....
Ok ok. i am just bored... nothing to do. Exams were over since Monday already. But im not feeling all that good, coz of the last paper which is Accounting, i spent too long on a question ( which i swore i did everything right) and i still couldnt balance the account. It drove me mad. As the clock was ticking, i realise i still have other questions to finish up! As i proceed, i got "snooked" back by another question. Hell, i have sat for this particular unit twice already, i should have known what was coming. The capital and division of profits!. Arghh, it slipped my mind to study that AGAIN, or to revise it, coz i was so intrigued with the other accounting topics. So there, i got 'snooked' again, by those very same questions, and though i tried to get the answer it just didnt turn out right. i think i lost 3 marks to that. arghh..

Newae, the funny thing i did on the paper where i couldnt balance the accounts, with all my workings at the side in pencil, i wrote an " arghhh" at the side of my answers i wanted to write more like " im sorry, i just cant balance, so fustrating, i do not know what went wrong, i hope you would be lenient" ( but i think its too lame already ).. I just want to let my marker know how frustrated i am, that im tryin to balance, i think i have got all accounts right, but i have no time to waste and figure out what the hell went wrong.. Hopefully i can get some 'pitied' marks..

So there, exams over, but its not over for me until i get my results back. I was soooo moody after the paper.. everything was irritating. Coz i know this time round i was suppossed to be doing my best, but cause of one slip-up. sheesh

Newae... 2-3 mths of break, i chose not to study during the summer semester, newae they do not have all my units available, so might else well skip it. Im taking my time to study, i even told my mum, i might go for Masters then PhD. Hey.. im serious.. im doing so to escape from the working life, coz i seriously have no aim in what corporation i wanna be in and i dun wanna be called a bum.

My mum was like " good , good studying is good. Yea why not...?"

I was like " But its too expensive already"

Mum: " Well you work and pay mah.." and then she giggled... dang.

I think by the time i reach PhD or so, ill be soo damn broke from studying already..

Duh.. so now i have ordered some novels to read from and online store, just waiting for Paypal to clear my cheque.. then ill go into hibernation already..

Life sucks... just get use to it.. A lil caramel and honey, raspberry sorbet and jelly beans... will do me better i guess..

Sacarstically..... precisely.... ARGHHHH

So what do you do if someone irritates the hell out of you? You blog in here...
So what do you do, if someone mistakenly loves to add salt to your wound, and a "lighter" near your face, proceeding to burn you with another cigarette. You write in here..

Wait wait.. first step.. must always keep your mouth shut. Nod willingly to him/her while they are making the comment, while you make sure that your mouth doesn't open an inch, be it to let an ant crawl in or not. NOT even a smirk or an entry and exit from your mouth. Clam it shut. zipped, stapled, sewed.. whatever.. just shut up. Prevention is always the safest bet .

Then as you can feel your heart get warmer, you have that urge to BREATHE through your mouth, but as soon as you breathe.. you know a letter, or sentence will pass through.. STOP hold that breath. Prevention is always the safest bet remember? Then as he/she realise you have kept your mouth shut, wondering if they should send you to the hospital or perform some emergency brain scan on you.. You breathe in and say.. " no no, everything is fine" and then.. remember to CLAM your mouth shut.. not another word said. no under any circumstances.

And then sooner or later.. they realise, is queer with all that silence, its just not you.. and then they repeat that ordeal of yanking on and on trying to keep the conversation going..and you can slowly feel your brain burning up, your throat getting so stiff, your tongue wanting to spit.. you just tell yourself........
"Can you hear that? the breeze of the wind.. my Knight talking to me.. in the sweetest language ever"...
Its all in the mind baby.. all in the mind to control the thoughts...

And.. the cycle repeats itself again. Well, im not trying to be an ass here, but ive hung out much with street-smart people and non-street smart. = to those who are trying to think they know it all, but rather.. they don't, and it makes u feel so embarrassed. ( maybe im talking bout myself too) .. and from then.. it becomes a topic between you two. You noe you can rebutt him/her back. BUt when you do so.. the DEBATE starts... and on you go n go .. n on again.. you feel lke exploding, no one is winning.. and TWO choices.. 1) You write in here 2) You can go try to kiss your ass, and stuff your mouth and ears with cotton..


AND then.. the world feels better with some alcohol and smokes.......ahhhhh

22.10PM >>AND THEN.. again... again...... the cigarette has been lighted.. and im am a damn bloody doll who tries so hard .. and then i know as im typing. i so feel like taking the empty beer bottle next to me and just wack that fucker on the head..

And then. And then.. arghh.. i know im keeping my cool, by just shutting up, coz i knoe that any words i say is gonna be proved invalid and only inconstance in creating quarrels.. so im trying so darn hard... arghh.... * stabs self to bleed first.. *

This would be proved a hard core murder man...

AND THEN................................. IT happens again..

Some One... ANYONE.. KILL ME!.

P.S" ALCOHOL, never seems to taste better... * faints*

* Beep Beep*

I feel like im the Road Runner.. * Beep Beep* But seems like he is always faster than me. Running away, always on the road, never off road.. and the Coyote, that stupid big bad wolf ( if thats how you call it) , always trying to hard to harm that harmless Road Runner, who must always stay on the road, and in the end, his plans backfire, and he rebuts him ownself. Don't you guys love that show.. gee


I just think like as if all this is in my reality already. Running and running, how much longer can i run, even though i know running away makes things better, u meet different people, different environments, but just like Wile E. Coyote, will always bring problems for you and try to bring you down. But yes, you keep running and running again.

Perhaps, all i want is just some peace and quiet, laid back, no humans around me.. staying somewhere in the desert... Just me myself and I, without that stupid Coyote running and chasing after me, giving me problems...I just think thats life... and its all starting again. How much longer do one want to run? Seriously, running away makes things easy, but they always start up again or the same old problem, or creates a new one in your refuge. This always screws my life up. Man = always evil

Running again? lets see.. where's my next destination......

The pinky bulk has been recieved.....

Alas, ive thought ive died from studying.. who knoes.. im still alive.. Not really in the MIA mode, if you do keep track of this blog, but more like from the "appear offline" in MSN mode. If you can catch me online, its like winning a lottery price.. * kidding*.

My Victoria Secret Stuff has arrived! Sooner than i expected, i thought it will arrive like a week later, coz i just ordered them last week, luckily i didnt go for the express shipping. Oh well..






Three pairs of shoes... I couldnt resist.. heels were my life...



And lotsa pinky stuff, ( hidden are the lingeries):P


Well, i was trying to test the "market size" in US, so i ordered mixed bulked of S and M, i was right.. turns out US size M were way too big for me.. ok, more lke it was loose, and.. yea. in proper sentences.. duh. just BIG. Whereas S is just nice for me, ( though i think i could squeeze into a size XS). Sounds nice eh, im a S ... lol
But i know thats ot the real deal.. coz Americans are bigger size than Asians with bigger bones.. so yea.

Could you imagine, Back in SG, a size 8, is like for a super small size, but when im in Australia, a Size 8 is like a little to big for me, but still wearable, but then in the US, a size 8 is like.. way way bigger than Australia, So.. if you Asian girls wanna get fat, Go to America or Australia.. you will be deemed as "thin" there. Just like me here in Australia.. I have difficulties finding a size 8 here, and its their smallest size, so imagine me going to America.. woah... ill have to go for super XTRA SMALL. wahahahha...

Ok back to studying, after ive done up cooking my soup..
I love my veggies ok.. bland and lots and lots of chilli.. ha ha

One picture, says it all...

A PicTure.. says a thousand, million, trillion, infinity Words........

M.I.A for 2 weeks...

work , beer, work, beer

This is what im drinking now..
a cold bottle of Carlton cold, with a slice of lemon in it...


This is practically what i reach for in the fridge, after i reach home from work everytims about 11-ish.pm. And those two sweets? my so called dinner- supper from 4 pm.. ha . I ate like two servings of food for lunch, coz i knew when comes to work time, i do not have time to even eat my dinner, and when im back. its just too late already.

No pics for lunch though, but i had curry with bread, and my spaghetti with canned chilli beans. So i could say i practically stuffed myself for lunch, and like a beggar for dinner.

Tmr, great, no work. But im getting lethargic in waking up,wake up bout like 12- 1 pm, no time to do my groceries in the end.. hence i can see myself cleaning out my food, and soon, it will be empty. But stil this gives me a good excuse to be slimming down.. ha. which i should
I believe i already have put on quite a weight b4 i left and during my stay in Perth. Shucks...

Oh yeah, some asshole stupid guy was like calling out to me when i was walkin to the train station, He was walkin in my opp direction, then he stopped and called " Hey~" I didnt respond, was like lookin at my surroundings, and there was no one ard.. and i walked real damn quickly.. dangerous man. And when i didnt stopped, he was like practically shouting.. ' hey baby!!... baby~~".
Freak.. i didnt even turn back.. no matter how many times he called..i just walk towards the only "light" i see, the train station. Seriously, maybe he means no harm. but after all that everyone has been telling me about "creatures" at night.. i keep my guard.. and i get so paranoid. Better play safe than sorry.... Even when today, when i was going to work, a lady approached me miserably for coins.. i ignored..If i knew i was safe. yes i would give, but after hearing from pple how those albos could attack you.. i just shun away from any strangers... eeks..

LAzy lAzy....

Just finish cleaning the darn bathroom and toilet.. Oh well.. its easy task.. Coz its ALWAYS CLEAN. so even though i cleaned it up.. i cant see the differences. Why, coz the other housemate sharing the bathroom with me.. always keeps it clean.. and everyone keeps this house sooo clean..( only my room which is like trash)
Oh well, i cleaned it up, for the sake of cleaning up, coz its been lke 3 weeks ever since it went for its "beauty program". Imagine the last place i staed.. i wont even dare to lift and inch to clean the bathroom, though i did it once. Its disgusted.. yucks.. why, no matter how i clean it, THEY still use to bathroom in their disgusting slippers which are worn outdoors. Even if i put a bathroom mat, it still gets dirty or they jump over the mat and still use it thier filthy bathroom. YUCKS.

Don't wanna imagine it.. eekss..

Its a Sunday.. and im one hour ahead of Singapore now.. coz its daylight saving.. the stupid sun rises at like 5.30am? hell.. oh well.. till then...

Start of crammin and book's date tommorrow.. Exams are nearing~~

shop shop shop

Lalala..
Ive spent a whole day shopping online at Victoria Secret, when i should jolly well be studying. Oh well.. itchy hands.. i cant shop here in Aust man. their sizes are way too big.. and their clothes doesnt appeases me. Well, i wouldnt have taken the whole day to shop. coz i had to take out some stuff, coz i think their USD converts to AUD... is so freakin expensive.. Oh well, when the goods are here.. will post em up.. Yea.. as u noe.. Vic Secrets is all bout lingerie. haha.. well i needed a dress for my bro wedding.. so i just shopped in bulk.. buying more than i expected to...I am suppossed to be searchin for my handphone though!!!.. sheesh..

Did i say, i actually bought a phone over on ebay. but the stupid seller ran away.. no news heard.. i thought i was gonna lose the cash.. luckily paypal refunded them back to me..So now im tryin to find another phone.. most importantly with a 3+m.p camera..

Anyway here's cheers to my Magnum Wine..WE ARE OUTTA OF ALCOHOL......shit no beer, no more vodka.. no more MARTELL!!!..

Songs that goes on..and on...

So here are the songs...didnt include the one auto playing on my blog, coz yea.. since its already being shown...
Ive been hearing so often here in Aust, on the radios, and in clubs..
I doubt they are hits back in Singapore.( i may be slow) . but these songs so darn reminds me of Aust coz they keep playing and playing over again.. as compared to SG, you cant play the same tracks or any songs by the same artist in that particular radio session...
Enjoy...~~

Ive been blasting these music in the 'lounge' ( to what they know as living room), mostly with a couple of beers and spirits/wines ( which im so out of it already..) usually at nights or weekends.. Coz duh.. one of my HonKie sharemate went back to his hometown for a holiday... yes.. so ma and my another housemate has all the convinence of the house to ourselves.. a 5 weeks holiday..

A list of "looks-disgusting-but-edible"

My best pig-out last saturday, went Leederville Kailias Brothers, they make one of the best freshest seafood as to what i know... quality stuff ( but not cheap) with wine( in my stomach).. Fresh oysters, cooked prawns.. sashmi..
I forgot to arrange the food nicely, and me and my house mate just started eating.. when i forgot i should take a pic as a memory.. I miss SG food!.. damn it. Their varieties are so much more.. but not that i miss Singapore.. duh..








Ok as above.. disgusting pre-microwaved tortella i had for lunch.. im outta food and i need to do groceries..


Ok.. so i took pictures of food i cooked , or not so cooked.. or seems disgusting.. but edible to me. This is the cause of living overseas, most of the time. u end up bored with cookin and cookin the same stuff again and again..Excluding all my burnt food ( like my darn potatoe fries.. which the stupid box says 10 mins in the oven.. how the hell i noe.. but i ate it newae.. But its all for me to eat.. so if i think its edible.. then it is..

My rice vermicelli, with garlic honey soya sauce. and lots of " rubbish ingredients in it"



Instant Noodles (Korean). Frankly. it sucks.. i duno why. the asian instant noodles taste kinda weird in Perth.. must be the manfacturer here. As usually i like to put alot of rubbish...


Wanton? ha. just with mince meat and folded with that dumpling skins.. dump in chicken stock and water. Well, i knew i had this coz i had a slight hangover..


Salad. mixed bla bla.. with a touch of italian dressing, and pepper.



So i guess ill just upload more stupid pictures next time.. since i finally said ill have back a blog again.. hur hur..well i knew i have made much better food. but i guess i was so hungry ..i ate em even b4 i could rem to take a picture of them...hmm

Next post.. i might just upload all the top hits song here in Aust. Its so diff from Sg i guess.. i do not know whether they play in SG.. but im getting addicting to their dance hits already..

"Virgin Post"

Its been donkey years ever since i blogged.. i have changed my prev.blog address, using blog spot now, as im able to upload more pics as compared to my prev blog html. http://www.redleaves.motime.com, and it ends up my blog being in an overall wall of text. Worst then reading a literature journal.

I decided to go back to bloggin. coz i think sometimes im too bored.. till i do not know what to do!. Arghh.. oh well, as said. a new country. a new life.. a new Tasha.
Btw, the people here in aust, calls me by my full name PROPERLY ... or either they end up calling me "NAT". not NUT.. So i have a new nickname.. im known as NAT or TASH here...hmm.. the differences in culture...no offences.. but it sounds soooo much nicer.. i dont have to repeat my name here several times and they know how to spell it. Blame my mum.. what darn name to name me when i was born...( but i like it.. its ME! heh)

Here is a first new virgin post and pic of me as starters.. :P