Got Milk? Got Guinness?

Hewo!

Gravity is such a bitch when carrying a laptop while walking downhill.

Was at uni today to meet my supervisor and voila, first attempt and I got my research question approved. Now, the troublesome part begins.

Got milk? 

Got Guinness?

Till then, don't be naughty naughty!

xoxo, -carmen-

Do I look like European Union to "EU"?

I've been having pretty weird dreams for the past two weeks or so and I thought it was the stress of sitting around the corner awaiting results to be published but it has been continuing over the past few nights.

Is this a sign of stress? Perhaps I subconsciously realise that my dissertation research is a pain and that I am probably behind schedule? 

A screenshot of Pajek (pronounced Pa-yek) that needs to be paired with BoardEx. 

Downloaded the application and went WTF!

Maybe something is bothering me deeply and that I have yet to acknowledge the obvious? 

Maybe it is a sign of bad/good fortune? I do hope that its the latter! 

'Me no want nemore bad fortune from eu' 

Notice how annoying it is for a full grown adult to spell like that. I find is superduperannoying when someone spells "YOU" as "EU" (Whenever I come across that spelling, I have to bloody read the sentence twice because it doesn't make sense at times).The least you can do is to respect the person whom you are talking to by referring to that person as YOU not "U" or "EU"(ewww?). I think it is faster to type "YOU"; those three alphabets are practically neighbours! Seriously, I'd rather have someone refer to me as "U" rather than "Eu". What am I? European Union?

Till then, 'If I'd observed all the rules, I'd never have got anywhere' - Marilyn Monroe. 

xoxo, -carmen-

A Clean Slate?

Exams are over, results are out, final phase of my Masters right now then graduation before my 22nd birthday, yeay! 

As you would have noticed (or not?), I've relocated my blogspot address mainly because.. I shall not bore you with the details.

First things first, I believe that every girl should own at least one perfect LBD (No boys, LBD doesn't stand for Libido, thankyoucumagain) with a perfect pair of heels. I took ages (well yes, an exaggeration) to find my perfect LBD last year and then onwards, I started to have an obsession with dresses, except that I have to stick to my budget. One day, I'll have gazindos of dresses to wear that I don't have to worry much about the ka-chings. 

 A special connection between us despite all the disagreements we had

Hugs and Kisses as we have nailed our Condom proposal

Life isn't a party for me right now, a 360 degrees change! But I suppose its true that as you become older, you seek for stability. Relationship-wise, I shall not dwell on it for I have no say in it, at least for now. Just let me go all out for my dissertation, hopefully have my first academic article published in one of the highly acclaimed journals and I'll be one helluva happy girl!

Till then, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." - Albert Einstein. 

xoxo, -carmen-

Now I Remember

You know how you will make statements like 'I'll never cook because of [insert silliest reason]' or 'I'll never date a guy who smokes and drinks' and then you go on to doing it and when shit happens you go 'AH! NOW I REMEMBER'?

Yes, I think it happens to everyone. You can ask Mr. Simon Chow and he can tell you that I once said 'I'll never date a smoker' but hey, as far as I can remember, the last three men I dated/slaved for are smokers. 

Then, I once said (and still say it till this very second) that 'I'll try my best not to cook sizzling oil freaks the shit out of me'. Recently, I tried helping out in the kitchen and ta daaa

See that three red dots?

I'm being childish here. Some of you are even laughing. But I have a fear. Fear of sizzling oil. 

Ahh well, the idea that 'Women must cook to please their men' is just so overrated. Women back in the World War days had to stay at home because of their safety. Women today, well, WE are as smart and as hard-working as men and WE can earn as much money as men. It is just that men would rather have their significant other earn lesser than them because of their personal ego. WHAT THE HECK? Look at it this way, why the hell will any man want people to say 'oh his wife is all beauty but no brain'? Also, if you are a parent, I am very sure you will want your son to have a wife who can bring home some ka-ching instead of a wife who sits at home and depend on your son, no?

Back to my initial point, some may not admit this but we are all a bunch of hypocrites. It is the degree of it that differentiates one person from another. I remember saying 'I'll never date someone who can't speak english' but yeah.. I shall not touch on that issue.

So many times I sit and wonder if for all the times I said 'never', I'll actually end up doing it. I am sometimes afraid that I'll use the 'never' list to define myself. It is hard to resist temptation at times. I struggle to get out of it but I eventually fall deeper into the uncanny traps. I am in my early 20's and this is the time I take to do aplenty of soul searching. I dare take risks, I dare fall and I know that for each time I fall, I'll come back even stronger. What if, touchwood, I fall into a hole so deep I find it hard to stand up on myself? 

In a bid to achieve one of my many dreams

I did it before reaching the age of 22.

Thank you to those who once thought that I was nothing but a airheaded bitch

'Always and Never are two words you should always remember never to use'

xoxo, -carmen-

She's so cute, I'm gonna die!

So I may have promised a certain person that I will not party but a girl's gotta let loose sometimes. I swear that the marketing management assignment is sucking the life out of me. I see volcano eruption on my face. Boo hoo! But thank God for Santuary Spa products and my favourite Touche Express and Touche Eclat by YSL. Boo hoo no more!

 Vain's not the name. Confidence is 

Girls

 More girls

 Damn you Jaeger Bombs! You kept me up the whole night

 You just know it when you have made a wrong decision

 Boys in the girls toilet

 I love it when I call you and you answer 'What you want bitch?'

 After so many months

 'Carmen! your camera doesn't like me!'

 More toilet shots

A night out is never a night out without toilet shots

Enough of party pictures. Let me show you something super-duper adorable!

I think the only reason I watched that movie was to listen to her talk. SHE'S SO CUTE, I WANT TO HAVE A CHILD! (although I'm far from ready to have one). 

I need an engineer, a pharmacist, a project manager and an experienced marketeer to help me out.

xoxo, -carmen-

Its The Holidays!

My last post was sad and picture-less I shall pimp this one up. Easter holidays for 3 weeks before revision classes begin and then three weeks of slow death - EXAMS. Ewwwww! 

With my girls.

Had high tea with my girls today and we were building castles in the air - three of us married to rich men and all we had to do was to bum around all year round. BUT as far as I'm concerned, the three of us are not all beauty and no brain. We got it all - Brain, Boob, Beauty & Butt; hence independent women! (And yes, V, you'll be the first to be married.. I foresee myself being the last).

 In case you haven't noticed, I have chopped my hair.

Vain is not my name, confidence is 

This Easter break makes me feel like a sadist - Nowhere to go. I am in Europe but... ahh! I should consider going on a holiday by myself (but then I'll have to bear all the consequences and I'm pretty sure my parents will disagree to my idea!). Pfffttt! 

 My youngest brother is cooler than me

He finally kept his busha-busha (a sibling joke) away and started with the guitar

The only two left at home

I miss home. I hate not being able to see my youngest brother grow up. I like his Pikachu-like cheeks. So pinch-able. I hate but secretly like the fact that he is spoilt. I wonder what it feels like to be the youngest child. I was once the one and only child till my brother popped out 3 years later, then the evil sister then out of the blue, that tiny fat monkey. 

When I grow up and have kids, I want my kids to be close to one and another just like how I am close to my siblings. My parents did a great job tying us together, reminding us the importance of having our siblings as our best friends.

My dearest sister, by the time you've read this, you would have answered your 'tell me about yourself' question at the interview. I am sure you did great! *heart sign* (another sibling joke)

I have set the possibly impossible for myself - I will not sleep UNLESS I have figured out 2 chapters from Quantitative Methods. 

Till then, someone please whisk me away from this 

xoxo, -carmen-

Funny.

You see, I have this habit of trying to remember every single moment in my life especially the happy ones. I take pictures. I write. I keep tickets. Price tags. Paper bags from shopping. I even have a bag of receipts from MOST of my shopping. Hence, the thought of ME moving out is like a stab in my heart (not that I'm moving out any sooner but I still need to look for a place before they kick me out in August. Hmphh!)

I supercalifragilisticexpialidociously enjoy lying on my bed, watching TV dramas through my faithful companion with a glass of Castillo Varez. Unfortunately, the shit loads of work that I have to attend to refrains me from doing so (but I suppose people who know me well would actually disagree to the aforesaid statement).

Things have changed since the beginning of the year.

a) The smell of alcohol makes me want to throw up. 

b) The idea of partying doesn't seem appealing. 

c) I signed up for a gym membership.

d) I have The Economist at my doorstep every fortnight.

e) I was once very judgemental about almost everything but right now, its more like a I-Don't-Know-I-Won't-Judge.

Weird. But I think its a step of moving forward. My perceptions have changed after being the silent observer for several months. It wasn't easy to shut up and see/hear things go around but that was how I learned and I can tell you, I'm back. Stronger. Better. 

I am looking forward to three utmost important things right now:

a) My postgraduate application

b) Internship during summer

c) Responses from the gazillion CVs that I have submitted (and will be submitting)

This week's the first week of Easter hols but unlike last year, yours faithful will be stuck in Bristol. Let me achieve my Distinction first, make my first £1000 through Forex (thanks Gor, you got me hooked onto it just by having a short conversation with me) then I'll travel till my heart's content. 

But at least I get to look forward to my short-trip to London in two week's time =)

Just to get away. Me likey! 

xoxo, -carmen-