If i were a boy

yea sorry. i totally wasnt trying to be funny with the Beyonce song.
uhh
yea >__<""
so. today
i was sitting in engin study room.
next to ryan
and
they were playing cards
(cool story amy ==")
anway
i was txting sarah (we'd agreed to meet back in engin study area after class)
but she wasnt there yet
and so i asked her where she was
and then she comes walking into study area and sits down.
and i thought she saw me..
(sorry i'm getting to the punchline soon)
but then she replies to my txt
something along the lines of
"in engin study area.. Come."
and i stand up and turn around and said to her
"wth why'd you txt me?O_o"
and she's like
"OMG.... !! I thought you were a guy!!"
-followed by laughter-
and
"ohhhhhhhhhhh amyyy... you just got owned."
and she proceeds to try and explain
but it was like rubbing salt in my wound man.

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seriously.
i'm manly enough as it is.
but noooooooo i just HAD to get a boyish haircut.
damn it.
freaking man jokes TT" they follow me everywhere now.
can't wait till my hair grows out.

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project, assignment, same thing

what i am trying to say is, this video below is very relevant and relatable.



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To whom it may concern.

I know that facebook is a huge part of your life. And whoever you're facebook stalking must be very very important. I know that those status updates you're reading are life changing and that photo album you've gone through twice is so difficult to understand that you must analyse every photo in great detail over and over. I know that your life depends on being at the top of the score list for bejewelled and that mafia wars dictates your future. I understand that it may ruin your friendship with someone if you don't reply to their wall post straight away. I know that if you don't watch the episode of grey's anatomy that you missed, you'll have a nervous breakdown. And i know that if you dont get to browse trademe or ebay endlessly you'll probably start crying hysterically.

Because i understand, I won't blame you for taking up the computers in the library by playing bejewelled when people need them to do research. I won't get mad that you're using the express work stations to go on facebook when there are 5 people lined up, waiting to print or scan stuff. I won't get annoyed that you're streaming tv shows with the ic zero computers when i have to write an essay.
By all means, TAKE YOUR TIME.

Much love,

the least sarcastic person in the world

things.

So i am, at the moment, very much in love with Oscar Wilde.

too bad he's gay. and not to mention long dead.

he, i believe, is the height of wit.

I LOVE HIM.

in an obsessive english student kinda way. i'm on a mission to read all his writing. but maybe after exams. cause. i'm pretty screwed. just saying.

kk. this entry is gonna be kinda long.
just a warning. please dont go away just cause of that =(

here's a pretty picture to keep you here:

it's a picture of the reflection of the sky tower on another building ^^
it's kinda cool, no? again, better irl.
and no, i am not obsessed with the sky tower ==""
although, it IS pretty. except the days that it lights up with that disgusting yellow colour >=(

slight rage:
ok. i totally get that the university is trying to "make things easier for students" by making facebook pages for classes or departments.
but. uh...
i'm cool with just getting cecil updates. really. there's nothing wrong with sticking to school stuff and not trying to make things more "relatable" and "user friendly" for students. School is school. i'm sure everyone can deal with it.
and it just gets ridiculous when we dont get information because we didnt join the english department facebook page.
WTH.
like... honestly???
that's just stupid. why do they assume that everyone uses facebook? and even if every single student DID have facebook, why would they want to join the department page? why would we want to mingle our lives away from study with study stuff? why would we want to get updates about 'the english journal' that MIGHT START NEXT SEMESTER BUT WE'RE NOT 100% SURE on the page that we're reading about the lives of our friends?
like, honestly. not getting infromation casue it's ONLY posted on facebook....
it's a complete and utter failure on their part, i think.
hmm
i also had another thing to rage about that was related to facebook. but i forgot... ah well. i'm sure no one minds that i dont rage. lol.

yayyyyy picture of the sky. i havent put one up on this blog before. i actually collect pictures of the sky. i think people already know this. hahahaha... ^^;;;

everytime i say "the sky" people think i'm saying "this guy"

Example:

"i have a huge collection of photos of the sky"

"what!?" O_o

"The. sky. not this. guy." (yes because i have a huge collection of photos of this one guy *creepy* )

which leads to my next... thing...

sorry. here's some chinese, i'll translate. well. i'll try my best. even though i have crap skills.

女人 的條件:

條件分很多種但絕對沒有十全十美的女人.... 漂亮的不下廚, 會下廚的不溫柔, 溫柔的美主見, 有主見的沒女人味, 有女人味的會亂花錢, 不會亂花錢的不會打扮, 會打扮的不放心, 放心的... 肯定不能看.

- 偷心大聖 PS 男

Requirements/criteria for being/of a woman:

there are many differrent requirements but there are definitely no perfect women... the pretty ones dont cook, the ones who can cook aren't gentle, the gentle ones are unassertive, the assertive ones lack femininity, the feminine ones spend money recklessly , those who don't spend money recklessly dont know how to dress up, the ones who know how to dress up make you worry/insecure, those who dont make you worry/insecure... are definitely ugly [literally: you can't look at them]

this is from a taiwanese drama. it's a pretty crap drama. but this part made me lol.
that's so mean!! >=(
but there are slightly true aspects to it i guess.... hmmm... haha...
there's a part about guys as well.... i was gonna type it out next entry but i might as well do it now. although i kinda cbf.

男人的條件:

有才華的長的醜, 長的帥的不會賺錢, 會賺錢的不顧家, 顧家的沒出息, 有出息的不浪漫, 浪漫的靠不住, 靠的住的.... 肯定是窩囊廢.

Requirements/criteria for being/of a man:

the talented ones are ugly, the handsome ones dont know how to make money, the ones who know how to make money don't take care of their family, the ones who take care of their family are 'good-for-nothing', those who arent are not romantic, romantic ones can't be relied on, reliable ones... are definitely losers/worthless/useless

the ones for men is kinda not as good as the ones for women.
lol~ these are only for fun though. i dont really think they're true..
it's playing on stereotypes (==" yes yes i state the obvious)
however, the guy in the drama DOES go on to say that any man or woman with over 2 of these requirements are satisfactory (or better i guess) and those with 3 are pretty amazing.
haha~~
this stupid game that we humans play.

anyway, this is long enough. and. i dont know, i kinda pointless? nevermind. it was fun. it took wayyyyyyy too long though.

i shall leave you with Oscar Wilde:

"one must be serious about something if one wants to have any amusement in life"

and so it begins

Another year. new faces. and old ones. and new textbooks which will become amazing pillows. and new lecture halls to fall asleep in. ah. and so another semester begins.
i hate the first day of uni. it's so crowded. well. i guess the whole of the first week will be like this. i mean, it's really the only time everyone goes to every class. And then it starts going downhill.
haha....><" i know this from first hand experience.
On the other hand, it's nice to be back, nice to see everyone, nice to be reminded that no, i'm not fond of school, nor am i of studying or having to study.
i suppose i COULD write more, since today i had a lecture about "the self" and writing of the selves. or something. it was rather interesting. and blogging was brought up and yes, it is what i am doing now.
huh. i suddenly feel odd about it.
but anyway. we were told to start a journal and continue to write for 14 days. so. i have other writing to do. so i wont keep going. but yea. anyway.
you know how they say if a leaf falls on you when you walk under a tree, it's good luck? well, today on of those pods that holds seeds fell on my shoulder. it really kinda hurt. but is it still good luck? i hope so ^^;;
i wouldnt mind having some.
anyway. time to go write in my JOURNAL.
oh god, how cliche.