the bitch rants.

Most of the time, I'm all talk and no action. That's so damn fucking pathetic for a 20 year old uni student like myself. I say that I would do something, and more than half the time, nothing is ever done unless its some pressing matter.

If its not considered a pressing matter or something important and urgent, I would procastinate. I need to blame someone/something for it.. and so I blame the Malaysian schooling lifestyle.. Hmm, it always feels easier to blame something/someone else, no?

Take for example; I'm suppose to hand in my Asian Studies assignment this Monday. At first, I set my mind on doing Question 6 (:: We often speak of ancient Japan btu never ancient Indonesia. Why is this? ::), then a few days ago when I went to the library, I changed my mind. So now, I'm doing Question 8 (:: The Japanese armed forces occupied the territory of the Netherlands Indies between 1942 ad 1945. What do you think were the main social and political consequences of this occupation? ::).

I have always been interested the Japanese occupation of China and South East Asia, however due to my laziness, I never really got to know anything in depth except for the Japanese Invasion/Occupation Chapter in our pathetic sejarah class back in form4.

So, due to my pathetic interest, I decided to go with it.

Now, I'm stuck! or rather, because I have more than 36 hours to finish it up makes it harder to get the ball rolling. I have my materials and now, I'm trying to put them together... making up a plan.. hahahaha.. not working! Again, I'm sub-conciously fucking myself up again...

I think I'm cursing alot less these days. Its a bit hard to curse when you have an uber polite bf with his p's and q's (I love you baby! *kisses*)... hmmm... I think I've become.. more.. erm.. hmm.. less.. of a bogun. I know I'm not one but sometimes when I'm in the mood for constant profanity makes me feel like one.. the ones that I see/encounter in trams on the way to uni.

North Melbourne, There's alot of them.. and they tend to stray to places like the Espy. -_-' I want to be rich so I can go live in South Melbourne with all the snobs... *sticks nose up in the air* I'm not trying to be some snotty bitch here, but these people scares the shit out of me... It's like, they're just gonna whack you up!

There was once when I was having my usual lunch-on-the-go in the tram as I was late for class, these two boguns were like, "Look at that bitch! She's enjoying her fries while I'm fucking starving. Bitch!"... and it went on to something like, "Inconsiderate Bitch!!"...

Seriously! I was starving too! Its like I've been discriminated for having FOOD with me. Ma Hai! I got a lil scared and stop eating my fries for awhile.. and I didnt dare take my burger out until they got off the tram. What if they decide to bash me up just because I'm having my Bacon CheeseBurger??! I would normally finish my food when I reach Clifton Hill but this time, I only finished my lunch just after Northcote!!! WTF!

I'm not trying to discriminate anyone here.. But people who have choices on who they wanna associate themselves with and who they DON'T want to associate themselves with... right? Take Loui (from the Labjacd), he's from St.Alban's, one of them ghetto places in the Northern parts of Melbourne.. his favourite words is "Whacker". But he's one of the nicest dudes I got to know here in Melbourne!

There I go again, straying off my initial topic of me being the biggest lazy arse I know. Okay, maybe I'm not the biggest lazy arse I know, but still, it's big enough to know that I need professional help. ( I still find so much time to blog.. -_-')

Somehow, thinking about assignments is so damn daunting and tiring. I would rather think about all the fucked up things in my life and become this cynical angry bitch who's going thru her last year as a "teenager"... You see, when I turn 21, I'm considered an adult. By then, I have to learn how to not fuck up..

I have 8 months and 2 weeks to clean up my act. I have time right?

Most probably, I'm going to procastinate again.

I need a cosmopolitan! and my Baby! ... and wouldnt mind a full body massage.. haihzz...