Friday, December 31, 2004

earfood: foo fighters - my hero
eating: nothing
drinking: nothing
chatting: a crapload of ppl

[edit @ 3:03AM] my dad's knocking on the wall from his room. my mum's giggling like a school girl. do i sense make up? :]

i'm feeling calmer now. this week's been wild. i bought the most awesome shoes. they're white points with hot pink love hearts and stitching. and the lee jeans from kev for my belated bday. and of course my warmest thanks to huy for that really kickass pressie. i won't brag anymore coz my bday's long gone. [/edit]

okay dunno why i chose to blog now. when i'm feeling so damn grumpy. probably because i'm so FUCKEN BORED!!! fuck. i've resorted to this blog to keep me company. hello blog. thao's bloody bored.

i've just got absolutely nothing to talk about. oh, my mum's friends and their hubbies are coming up to visit this saturday. to try to "resolve" things between my parents. what the hell?? i don't get that. issit just in vietnamese pplz genes to intrude into other pplz lives? wonderful.

and what else. don't you hate the feeling of feeling "replaced"? like say if you get called up to go somewhere. you find out that it's only to fill another person's place? god i dunno why that popped into my head. i'm just digging up a crap of shit to bitch about.

NYE tomorrow. yippeee. i just wanna get smashed. damn allergies impeding me to the tipsy level.

i've resorted to watching daytime telly the past couple of days due to boredom. resorted to watching girl tv on channel 7, 3:30PM hahaha i feel so lame. but i only watch it for that cute hybrid asian chrissie. gosh she's so gorgeous. i love making myself feel ugly.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

earfood: the red hot chilli peppers - porcelain
eating: lindt chocolate
drinking: nothing
chatting: no one

all i want for christmas is love and peace in my own household. what a fucken beautiful christmas! broken photo frames, stinging words, tension, anger, threats of divorce.

on another note. my biggest thanks to those who made my 19th birthday one to remember. heart melts to my sweetie for cooking up that beautiful minestrone soup.

kit the chef

thanks to my bebe peggy for driving over and taking me out to coffee, and of course for the fantabulous alarm clock covered in cow spots that mooooos. fucken awesome shit. thanks to my girl jenny for the beautiful bunch of flowers.

also, kit's mum for the necklace, melody for the cowwy bank :] and all the birthday wishes from you know who's. your thoughts really give me a warm feeling. some of you surprised me by remembering when i least expected.

i'm sorry veronica. i don't usually proclaim my birthday to many people. hence the tradition of no big bday celebrations.


very happy 19th

the following night, i was online prying for uni results for this second semester . i gotta say, i'm pretty happy and pleasantly surprised :]
accounting transactions & business decisions: 77, distinction
business information analysis: 75, distinction
business law and ethics: 77, distinction
fundamentals of business finance: 79, distinction.

the past few days have been difficult at home. i wish my parents could find common ground. i get scared when they yell. when photo frames holding cherished family memories get thrown to pieces. i don't know how to comfort my little brother crying to me when i'm feeling pretty much the same thing he is.

Saturday, December 18, 2004

earfood: powderfinger - the day you come
eating: buttered toast
drinking: black tea
chatting: not online

it's been awhile. i've been busy since coming back from the holiday. i thought i'd come back and give this little spot a little care and attention. *RUB RUB*

before anything, check out that siren outfit miss illest diva was wearing. the one i've been so obsessed about. i found both angles to suit your fancies :D haha FRONT and BEHIND. she's the one in pink and white btw. whoever designed that outfit obviously had thao in mind lol

the holiday. it didn't live up to last year's, that's for sure. perhaps it wasn't the right occasion this year. last year was post-HSC celebrations so more partying. perhaps it was the crappy weather. it was complete crap the whole week! whatever i was upset or disappointed with during the time; in retrospect, everything turned out okay in the end. i still miss it regardless :) whatever the reasons, the view was unforgettable that's for sure.

i stole these photos off fai. with his personalised commentaries. gotta love that. when i get more, i'll post. maybe if i can be fucked lol






and who can forget the blessed sand god-penis kit sculpted. i sculpted the balls :D lovely. i blame the cloudy weather for our change of moods whilst beaching hehe

oooh baby!

the week i got back, things went completely crazy. i was disturbed by kissy's traumatic loss. my heart felt like a heavy brick with a hole in it. i've never experienced a loss from anyone close to me. here i was, feeling so helpless and upset - and i didn't even know paul personally. i couldn't imagine how i could possibly survive if it was someone close to my heart. kristine, you are a strong girl, i can really see that.

HSC results came out yesterday! i was beaming when sydney girls was up there, 3rd place :] i'm sucha nerd!!! ppl are estatic to be outta school. i still have so much pride in my high school. maybe it's just a sghs thing?? :P

i had so much to talk about. now i feel completely inarticulate. i'm fumbling. conking at the keys. i leave for vietnam soon. i only just lodged my passport in. a nice vietnamese man gave me his ticket, #182 outta the blue as i was scrawled over the counter filling in my forms. saved me a couple of hrs of waiting. coz i was holding ticket #240.

kit took me shopping at birkenhead yesterday for my early bday pressie. i think he's trying to rebuild his image. coz i think he's a tightarse (it's an insider vietnamese joke thing, thinking chinkies are tight lol) i bought 2 funky tops, and a madass morrissey halter! woohoo :D

carols in the domain tonight. nice wooly rug. alcohol smuggling. picnic foods. nice atmosphere. a drag. friends. moosic. beautiful!

resolutions before leaving for vietnam: 1) lose 4kg (so i can counterbalance with eating, plus then i can look slightly fat instead of fucken overweight in their eyes). 2) get a proper haircut from a HAIRDRESSER. not razor home hairjobs by yours truly. 3) dye my hair an even dark brown. 4) lose the tan (fuck that).

Sunday, December 05, 2004

earfood: the shins - caring is creepy
eating: nothing
drinking: pepsi
chatting: no one

watch this space. i'll be going on holidays down to kiama this week. in the meantime, visit my beautiful dailies and hug them for me :]

also, if you haven't already done so, buy yourself a ticket to watch garden state. it's one of the better movies out there. i am absolutely in love with the soundtrack.

same time last year, we were up @ avoca. let's hope this year's gonna be even better.


andrew, sober

that snap pretty much captures the silliness and fun we had. DIET COKE all the way!! i don't care if it gives me cancer or puts me on the waiting list for a liver transplant. i really hope this year's holiday can live up to last year's.

xox

Thursday, December 02, 2004

earfood: paul desmond - skylark
eating: strawberry and vanilla icecream
drinking: pepsi
chatting: kirk, melody, veronica, winnie

i did something majorly stoopid yesterday. my dad was booked into the hospital to get a 3cm lump that had re-planted itself on his forehead taken out for the second time. since there was noone else around, me and kit were meant to drive out after his operation was done to drive him home. when it was time, we drove out to liverpool hospital's main entrance. it was so stressing cos there were no parking spots, and it was incredibly hot yesterday (42 degrees celsius) and we were making round after round but still couldn't find him.

i probably called my dad close to 10 times during those 30minutes of driving to every possible entrance of the hospital. for fuck's sake i even got out and started looking for him in my goddamn pyjamas coz i didn't think i needed to get out of the car. it was then that my dad asked me, 'thao, which hospital are you at?' and i was like, 'liverpool of course' to which dad said, 'don't worry about it. i'm at fairfield hospital'. i felt so fucken terrible!!! i'd made sucha huge mistaken assumption that he'd be at liverpool. he was pretty angry at me and i knew i'd hurt him coz he accused me of 'not caring' at the dinner table which really cut me.

i can't believe clauds is making her way up to sydney from melbourne this friday! she told me about it and asked me to take her around! gladly. i'm gonna meet up with her on saturday night, probably after my peer network training cos i'll be gone by monday when she's leaving :( yes i'm gonna be one of those networkers in huge orange tshirts misdirecting n00bs around uni. NOT! hehe i'll be extra nice :D

the coffee date with vani was awesome. she was looking great!!! and we patched up all the gaps in our lives during those 4hours or so of chitchat over quite a few coffees and fraps. here are some snaps from her phone :] i missed that girl. but we have a strange friendship that only us two would understand. and then i went back to her place to get kicked out by her mother after abit cos vani needed to study :p lol