Lair of Flying Green Song Rabbits

It is now impossible to view Grongbit on IE. Someone *cough* needs to fiddle around and undo whatever problem it is. I believe it's something to do with scripting.

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There is something hideously wrong with spending the better half of your birthday on a hospital bed.

God hates me. So much.

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Listening to: Nothing.
Watching: Avatar.
Current obsession: Nappa leather. Mmm Miu Miu... *drool*

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Saturday was a big day. I stayed up till 12:30 making cookies T_T Didn't even want to get up next morning.... but it was me and my bf's 6th month anniversary =)

Morning started off badly.. Couldn't get up when the alarm rang... mum made me eat breakfast thereby missing the train.. I was late by a whooping 20minutes... -.-

Him: Lets go paddington.

First thought: omg Brooch! (which btw i am semi over maybe cuz i didn't take a pretty picture to remind myself how beautiful it is XD)

So we went to the bus stop and waited for the bus which was when he took out a piece of paper. At first he wouldn't read it and I took a few minutes trying to get the paper off him but he read it to me in the end =) No you guys don't get to see it =P No it ain't mushy. No it wasn't "I love you blah blah blah" shit. Just personal. It all started when we were watching wedding crashers and that guy said the lines: love is your soul's recognition of its counterpoint in another.

The convo as follows:
Me: awwww
Him: you'll fall for that??
Me: why not?? what you never say anything like that for me!
Him: *says some romantic line
Me: How unoriginal
Him: WHAT???
Me: Come on I've heard that line before...
Him: I'm cut T_T
Me: Come up with something less cheesy and original.
Him: fine.. I'll come up with somethingg.....

We went Oxford street and went to the old bar/vintage markets. and guess what??? THE LADY LIED!!! SHE WASN'T THERE!!! NO BROOCH =(

So D goes I can just find something I like and he'll buy it for me. But I feel uncomfortable doing that T_T So we walked outside and convo goes as follows....

Me: So what's next?
Him: well I kinda had planned the store to be there...
Me:....... yeh.... but it's not.... backup plan?
Him: um.. sorta.....
Me: okay.. so what are we doing after? You do have a plan right......
Him: yes.... we buy something else for you.....
Me: what if your plan didn't backfire and we found the brooch.. did you have anything planned after that.....
Him: no.... not really only planned up to that point....

OMG I can't believe he only planned up to that T_T I was in awe T_T

But later on he gave me this =) This was his backup plan XD

He made it all by himself! I pinned it on =) It was a bit floppy but I can't believe he made it XD

Anyway so we wandered around and walked up Oxford street to the markets to find something I like. But I didn't want him just buying whatever I picked. To me that's pretty... what's the word? Defies the purpose of gift buying... -.- So I told him to pick something for me and I wasn't going to give him any clues. First item he liked was this Mod jewellery.. it was okish. A pendant, green with design on it. Not something I would pick personally but still nice.

The second thing he picked was quite nice. A hair comb/hair decoration thing. It had this jewel encrusted flower and black thingy. It looked wonderful but a bit big and too old looking to put in my hair. But still I actually liked it quite a bit!

Third thing he picked up was this beautiful brooch with a green and a red gem. Lady said it was from the 1950s. Even had matching earrings! It was alright looking but then the lady showed us something even more beautiful.....

Feast your eyes on this little gem:





















































































It's this glorious little brooch from the 1950s as well. I love the little leaves! It's so beautiful! And so sparkly! While sitting in the bus it reflects all these colours from the crystals/glass (seems a bit uncrystal like to me for some reason =\) Blues, purples, pinks, yellows. I pinned it next to/on top of the pink flower and it looked lovely =) I didn't say anything while he considered buying it... It was like $75 or was it $79 so i didn't think he would get it but while i was standing there he actually bargained it to $70 >.> (I'd admit a bit weird.. I mean buying a gift for me and you're bargaining it in front of me T_T what too expensive to give to me huh? my first gift was more expensive and I didn't hesitate to buy it T_T ok ok so he has no real form of income -.-)

Anyway more close ups of the exquisite gem





Are you jealous yet Serena?? =P Isn't it so sparkly and pretty.

When sitting down to put on the brooch i gave him my cookies (which i still stand tastes AWFUL!!!) He tried one right away and liked it =) though I reckon it was out of politeness. Maybe everyone's deluded by my bad cooking that if they wished it did taste good hard enough the mind creates a better taste in the mouth....

So after he had no plan and said I had to come up with something T_T luckily I had half planned something in case he didn't have anything. But D suggested Capitol photos after so we went back to Central. I was pretty hungry and desperate for good food so before he could suggest anything I didn't like (eg fast food/food court food T_T) i saw On Ramen! New restaurant opposite Capitol.

I ate Unagi + rice. It was so yummy!! and the serving was quite generous. Bf had pork rice also nice but a bit too hard from overcooking maybe. Service was also quite good. I paid for lunch to make up for the crappy cookies =)

Then off to Capitol. Took some IMO really crappy photos cuz we're so NOOB. I can't customise photos nicely either T_T

Then it was back to my ideas since he had paddington market idea and capitol idea and i only had food idea.... so i suggested Biennale and off we went bussing it to circular quay. Went MCA. There were some really interesting art but we ran out of time place started to close after about half an hour -.- So we rushed through the rest. There was a room where there was hammocks lying around so we each got into one. Swaying back and forth while holding hands is so nice and romantic =)

But then the guys kicked us out cuz the museum was closing T_T.

We walked outside and it was already darkish (missed sunset T_T). And he said he'd told his mum he was going home for dinner. There I thought we'll stay out for dinner -.- Oh well.....

Sat outside the museum for a bit talking and stuff. It was quite cold but still nice. Yes S dearest i did answer his question =)

Overall a wonderful day, though I was disappointed at some moments, I was happy and enjoyed myself.





It feels so good to be falling in love <3 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">

M.

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Primary reunion was.. fun? Well not really...

I was a bit late, saw people at the train station.. knew almost no one there since some left PS in earlier years before I arrived...

Went Kasumi Restaurant in Darling Harbour.

Food Pictures

Edamame. Didn't know how to eat these.... Then watched others eat it XD You suck out the peas inside. It's quite nice despite the appearance =\


Rare Beef.. that was eaten before I could take a picture -.- I was reluctant to try it but friends kept pushing me to try it... I tried it.. it was SOOOOO good!!!!!!! YUM YUM would definitely eat this again.


Salad... was really nice too surprisingly.. I ate the tomato and lettuce leaves and the seaweed was really nice. As you can see I didn't take photos till after....


Tofu. Really nice too! Photo doesn't do it justice... I ate a bit before I took it >.>



Here comes the raw stuff..... That's tuna in the corner.. friend said it was really good, sweet. I made myself try a bit of everything because I didn't want to be eating those little cucumber sushi for the rest of the night... First tried the tuna.. tasted.. slippery.. dunno about sweetness.. did not like it >< hey I was being totally open minded too since the rare beef was really good I was having high hopes!!


Next comes the salmon. I'd admit this tasted slightly better than the tuna though no one else agrees with me -.- prob cuz the taste of salmon was more familiar to me though I've never eaten raw ones.. still don't like it/appreciate it ....


This plate looked beautifully stunning.... I even started to like the fresh pink flesh... For this plate I was to try the other type of tuna. See the one with the silvery skin? Yep. Friend, Helen recorded the whole event of me eating it cuz she said my reaction was so funny T_T She better not post it on Facebook..... Anyway maybe cuz this was the third one or something I could not take it.. it was so gross.... I almost puked T_T That's right good food goes to waste on me. I ate a cucumber sushi after that....


I sat on a nigelated table (will see pics later) where there was only 3 people. -.- So we actually didn't get some dishes and had to tell them. Saw this on other table, after the people on that table left. As you can see they didn't eat much (bunch of non Asians on that table I'm guessing they didn't enjoy themselves that much, esp. raw fish like that....) We didn't feel like any more raw food so didn't ask them to get this for us. Apparently it's tuna.


Noodles. Looks a bit plain but was quite nice funny thing is they put one bowl for us.. 3 people... O_O

There was green tea ice cream for dessert. We didn't get it either.. asked later on but I didn't eat much cuz I had to go bar with others.. took 2 small bites/licks and didn't get time to take photo. It was just a scoop anyway.


People on my table. Rosa and Helen. Saw them when I came in. Used to hang out with them more in PS, realised it was a bad idea after -.-. I didn't know some people on the other tables too well wanted to cling to Nelson since he was the only one I knew T_T but it'll seem weird being on a guys table... with no one else. Other girls table was a bit full but should have squished in... cuz I realised how fob these girls had become.. They sat there reading magazines in Chinese and watching DBSK concerts on their phones and practically ignored me T_T well I had more manners than that and didn't wanna be rude and move -.- But later on it got slightly better. We started talking more and I escaped for a bit to talk to some other people. But yeh people thought we weren't part of reunion cuz there was only 3 of us... >.>

Oh btw we were talking about reunion and Helen said the only person she really actually wanted to see at the reunion was me XD! I feel so honoured!


With Jennifer, she goes usyd. Saw her at usyd before and she didn't recognise me -.- saw her at reunion she recognised me XD


Nathan. He refused to take a photo with me before. He looks exactly the same as primary.. still acts the same too.

Convo:
Me: you haven't changed
him: what still just as hot huh?
Me: sure...... >.>


Marilyn. she's so pretty now >< I used to be friends with this girl she was friends with. There was this massive falling out/fight too -.- in the end I think I just left the more popular group and hung out more with other girls (the ones on my table) She's doing management, party management or something now? =\


With Nelson. He was so stressed on the night.. cuz no separate billing so he was collecting debts and apparently lost $40 ish. And wandered around tables so much making sure everyone was happy.

BAR/KARAOKE
We walked along Darling Harbour all the way until the end to some bar... there was one girl who was underaged but it was dark and all Asians look alike so she got in XD Except when we got in we couldn't find a table to accommodate 20+ people.... So we went out.. the girl who got in with someone else's ID was like "BUT!! this is the first bar I've been to! I even got in with my fake ID! I must get a drink!!"

Sadly we didn't and we'd booked Greenbox for 11 and it was only 9:30ish at that time. We called up but the place was full and couldn't accommodate all of us -.-

And there continues the aimless wandering around city looking for a karaoke/bar place... as we went on we lost more and more people so that by the time it was almost 11 there was about 12 people left... Rang mum and for some reason she was really nice O_O She said since I hadn't gone karaoke.... or bar I could go if I wanted but it was late, by the time I'm done there might not be any more trains left etc etc. I was dying anyway having walked around city for an hour + and getting frustrated.. plus feeling left out just a bit >.> Since the 2 girls on my table didn't go. And I was feeling sick... so i went home.

No bar, no karaoke, barely any food...

BUT Good thing is practically no one recognised me =\ I think some forgot my existence >.> but yeh a lot of people didn't recognise me. They said they don't know how but prob the STRAIGHT hair.

YAY!

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Listening to: MSN tones.
Reading: Nothing, watching Avatar: The Last Airbender.
Current obsession: Antique brooches and tartan skirts.


I'm over the sadness, for now. This is a blog to release deep dark secrets, and also a semi-public domain to entertain. I have avid readers that I must cater to. Remember, this place is all things superficial and all things emotional and dramatic. I'm seriously tarnishing my online image through my dumb arse posts, but I'd rather not talk about mundane things or philosophy. I've had enough of that in my pre-pubescent years.

I'm rather happy to the point of being drugged. Ok I phrased that weird. I'm so happy, my consciousness doesn't believe it's true and is in current denial.

Yes, that sounds good.

Just to tease everyone a little bit, here is a small preview of my day and the reason for my elatedness:


More on this mysterious clue later.


After work, I had some mother to daughter time. I took Mother to Paddington markets to browse and show her the $75 rip off red tartan skirt I've been lemming for a whole week. In the end, even though M and Reila both agreed it wasn't worth it, my mother's word broke the evil clutches of the Tennant skirt. But I brought the cream shoes at Kasui that M nodded at!


See how nice it is? Indeed, I am aware that I currently have 3 similar styled shoes, all in different colours. For reference, they are pink with bronze veining and bow, brown suede and leathery material, and now cream with gold veining and buckle.

Mother and I had a nice chat on the bus back to St. James to go to David Jones. I wanted to show her Chloe and the Juicy Couture bag I thought was nice. She thought it was drab; too many charm things. There was only 2! $495 or some other obscure price. Ended up getting O.P.I nail polish in Yoga-ta Get This Blue <- get it?! I just love the names of the colours - they can be really funny. I am definitely going to get more OPI stuff, probably OPI Ink (purple in some lighting, blue in others) and The "It" Color (bright, vivid canary yellow). It took awhile to decide, but I settled after some decisions made my Mother dearest. $19 for nail polish, poo.

Walked past Aesop and I opened my big mouth and told Mother that Freya's first shampoo with the breeder was by that brand. For those of you who don't know, Aesop sells expensive body and hair care products. They are predominantly for human use, but made an Aesop Animal for people (like us) who splurge on their mini-babies. My Mother spoils my cat more than I do. She wanted to buy the $32 shampoo, and SHE was the one who was looking for cat clothing at the markets (they only sell dog unfortunately).



After that we browsed DJ basement where they sold food. Caviar, $650 for a 50ml tin.

Holy. Fuck.

Was going to get the $40 salmon caviar, but nah, next time. I couldn't find black truffles or black truffle pasta so I didn't get that. Mother wanted to buy wagyu beef steaks. Back on xanga, B had a post on wagyu and how luxurious it was, and I had told my parents to get some but noooo they won't listen to me. They only listen to the recommendations of family friends, and not family member's friends. (Confused?) The steaks there were $120/kg, and it was definitely not fresh - ugly brownish colour. We passed. Sorely tempting.

Next stop: I shall unveil my grand finale here.

It was...an anxiety-ridden experience. I was so self-conscious. I didn't belong in here! There were so many Asians around, and there were 3 sales assistants who spoke Cantonese to customers.

Is anyone interested, or are you guys all bored with my dragging out of this event as long and suspenseful as possible? Look at this bag:


What's inside said brown unnecessarily huge bag? Lol at my pikachu in the background.

For some reason, I'm actually not really as excited as I thought I would be. I don't know, but after looking at it, it just looks like an ordinary thing. Either the novelty already ran cold, or it still hasn't sunk in yet. But oh my, such nice packaging. The bag was massive, the box, LOOK AT THE BOX!


Isn't this thing just, over exaggerated, just a teeny bit?

Lets open it.


Tada! Nothing to show yet.


I didn't realise there was so much to this packaging. Am I actually paying for this? I ripped that little tag in the middle of the paper, right there. I know, I'm so bad.


Voila! Plush bag cover case, and cat shot, because she's so special she has to witness the opening of...



























Yes, I realised that on my wishlist I've been craving the green one. I thought about it, and purple just seems a bit more versatile. Plus, I was wearing a lot of green clothes; I might have been seen as a freak to my SA Danny. He's a sweet guy. Soft spoken, cute, probably gay. LOL.

More pics of Lilas. Yes, it has a name now. How original.


It was all flat when I opened it. Had to poof it up to look like the shape it's supposed to be.



The white straps looked tacky, according to my mother, but Danny assured us it was leather. That inside pocket white part is also leather. I'm glad the bag - I mean, Lilas, has a phone compartment.

It isn't very fabulous, but it's lovely for my first brand purchase. I definitely do NOT want the abused monogram one. I'm just really attracted by the Tahitiennes. I don't know why! I know M doesn't think big of them, but I don't think big of the Hermes Birkin or the Chloe Paddington, so fair dinkum. I like it very much. It feels expensive x3

If anyone was wondering, Mother paid, but she's taking my tax returns so technically I paid for this. However, Father said he wasn't going to give me my tax returns anyway, so essentially it would have ended back in my parent's hands, so they actually paid for this. CONFUSED MUCH?! BECAUSE I SURE AM.

I don't even know who actually owns this bag, me or my parents!

Daddy doesn't know I got this, or how much it costs if he finds out :) Mother spoils me, truly. She said if I bought a bag today, she won't take me to Japan and Korea in December. I'm still going. 11 days.

Spoilt brat much? I still looked like shit today though.

~~~

Love, S.

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I am sick to death of this picture -___-
It's not finished, but it's close. And it's still pretty. Oh and the blood looks pretty cool xD

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After finally saying it out loud and putting the situation in words, I've succumbed to tears; the tears I haven't wept with since HSC.

All the hot guys are either Asian to the extent of fobbiness or taken.

I'm not even regarded as pretty, just ok.

Plus, I'm an emotional train wreck. I have deep set issues of the psychological kind. It's so clear to me that nobody could love me and shower me with affection. I'm so sick of boys and their indifference to me, and the way they treat me as if I was just another guy or random person. All the guys I have ever fancied were taken. Their girls are probably thinner, prettier and more fob-cute than me, who practically acts Caucasian.

I still blame it on my air/aura of arrogance.

Nobody could ever accept me, unless I have accepted them. And I hardly accept anyone. It's a miracle that 2 guys fell "in love" with me at all. I really did hit the jackpot, and lost the winning ticket. Twice.

I am obsessed with N to the point of disgust. I disgust myself at my continual adoration and respect, and that everything I do is held in league with him. But then again, nobody else could ever want me, ever need me. Ever showed such interest.

I'll repeat what I said to Reila: One day I'll read this post again and gag over my hardcore lameness.

Despite this pitiful self-loathing, I was fine. I could handle it. Boys are dumb anyway.

And I just had to open my big mouth. My mascara is running.

Even my beloved Freya doesn't adore me. My heart just broke. I just broke it again typing that sentence. God, I'm a fucking masochist. My baby girl doesn't love me.

I don't even love myself. Who the hell would want this piece of shit.

I'm not worth much. I can cook hideous but delicious food, I'm organised-ish, I clean but not dishes, I am a dedicated worker. These are the symptoms of a careerwoman. My life will revolve around my work, leaving no time for dating and romance.

She told me I was a bright girl, and that I shouldn't read such trash.

Years later, I revel in Jane Austen and Isabel Allende.

I'm bright for being cynical? I should've just stayed cynical. At least I wouldn't look down on myself at this pathetic heap I am now, obsessed with infatuation and romance-dramas. Those 2 boys changed my life.

I can't even think of a strong synonym for pathetic to describe me right now.

Lame lame lame lame lame.

Okay. I stopped bawling.

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Listening to: Love After Love - DBSK
Reading: Goong (manhwa) - Park So Hee
Current obsession (changed from want): Red things...like that $75-on-sale-Australian-designer skirt I saw at Paddington markets... D:


I've been obsessively reading Goong (aka Princess Hours) for the past 2 days. It's such a classic romance story and I just love how the characters are so gorgeous, but the emotions so raw despite the fact it's a manhwa. There was just this one thing that kept annoying me, that kept confronting me and giving me the strictest glares of accused hypocricy. I was pissed off at both Chaegyeong and Shin for not ignoring outside influences and just have everything out in the open, which they eventually did but it was already too late. Now I have to wait for the next chapter to come out online to see what happens!

Yes I've watched the series and I know what happens. But the manga seems to follow a more complex and emo plot that I'm starting to doubt the series producers.

It is...so hard.

So hard.

You can't just overcome pride so easily, when you've built the remnants of your self-esteem on the foundations of pride. You can not risk the crumbling of your self pillar of strength, and reduce your own self to hysterical sobbing and suicide. I'm not that masochistic.

I am sorry. I can't stop reading this. I don't understand why these characters are not malicious enough to each other. It's so unrealistic. Continually hurting and wounding your feelings and ego would drive anyone insane with anger and vengeance. The pangs of love are strong enough, but I think Yul and his mother lack maleficence. I wonder if I spelt that word right.

And the whole hot/cold relationship the royal couple have - JUST SOLVE THIS SHIT AND HAVE SEX ALREADY. I'd never have wanted it in the series, but sleeping together seems right in the manga. Oh how I have been brainwashed by fandom. But then I look at my own life, and my own past mistakes, and see that I am exactly like the very thing I hate.

I forgave myself for what I did to T. Now that I remember it, I shouldn't have, neither do I deserve, to be forgiven. I got over it, but in actual fact I probably deserved to rot in my tears. The fact that I forgave myself; it is no wonder I didn't cry when I threw him away like he wasn't worth it. I became too conceited. I became too showered with affection.

I used to guilt myself to tears if I had hurt anyone emotionally.

I barely shed anything over he, who I had fucking loved so desperately, and in turn was so desperate for his display of affection, when I disposed of him. I must have exhausted my eyes previously until I had become this egotistical rock obsessed with selfish ambition (read: excuses). I am so much like Chaegyeong, yet so different. I am not cute, naive nor glowing with warmth and sweetness.

How dare he tell me in that excited tone that he was not going to see or speak to me for 3 weeks. But alas, he does not know how I feel for I am a bloody coward, so it is actually my fault for still not confirming feelings. My emotional capacity has long passed its limits. I no longer unleash sadness and pain that comes from guilt except when watching/reading dramas. I truly am an adult shell.

Gone are the days of innocent, unreasonable and immature adolescence.

Goodbye, cruel fantasy.

No, really. I think I just need a guy to lean on and adore me. Midori makes me jealous. Sometimes.



I drank so much alcohol and liquids that I vomited during ski trip. I do not think it was because of depression. I just wanted to try new things. Do not worry for me Reila, I am fine. My menstrual cycle will most likely unleash its ultimate fury on me next month though, because of it :)

N wasn't even concerned at all at the fact I puked myself senseless. I fell for a big-headed bastard. I blame his charismatic charm.

Sigh. I'll just continue to pretty myself up with nice clothes. I undid and shortened my useless-but-now-useful white men's tie so that I can wear it properly. I feel so proud. I'm so excited for Thursday semi-finals, Reila and co.'s party and Red Tree concert!


I bought the racer red Country Road bag I've been eyeing for ages. I am very satisfied. I want to buy heaps and heaps of antique brooches to clip on to my clothes and bags!

To answer B's post: I chose academics over relationship. And I have regretted it. Mostly because I got a shit mark anyway because I was so distracted at having just ousted someone so important to me.

~~~

Yours forever in cyberspace,

` Serena

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This week is the most pissed I've been since ages. Ski trip had rather a few annoying hiccups that made my temper flare quite uncontrollably; it did not help when I got my rags on the second day.

But no, I am pissed right now because as soon as I reached Sydney, I remembered I had work the following morning at 10. I do not want to go to work. I'm not getting paid, why should I work 7 days a week, full time? That's not volunteer work at all.

I wasn't even that peeved when I realised Porkie overcharged my bank account and they fined me $50. That wasn't my problem, so he has to pay that fine for me.

Oh no, that wasn't it. I get home, hoping to call in tomorrow to not come into work so I can tidy up loose strings that needs to be dealt with, but to my incredible shock and frustration, my $400-$600+ pile of cash on my desk has disappeared. Obviously, this reeks of The Father. He has taken money from my desk before and forgot to return it until I yelled at him. But seriously, taking hundreds of dollars?! Why the fuck does he need that much money? I can understand $40, but not $400+. I hid it under some papers. It should have been fine if he wasn't moving my stuff around.

Kebu: Tempting a man who obviously has no concept of his own daughter's
privacy and private property.

S: Unless he was going through my stuff, he shouldn't have seen it.

K: Omg. He was going through your stuff... That's so creepy...

S: Yes he has no concept of my privacy.

K: Damn.

S: I need to change in my room and stuff and he comes in to use the
computer. (I meant I was preparing to change, but he comes in and I
can't).

FUCKING HELLGATES.

So even if I get the day off, I won't get much use out of it because I don't have much money to deposit! Bloody effing ANNOYED AS HECK HERE.

My results for 2 assignments still aren't back yet. They are now approaching weeks overdue.

Worst week, ever.

~~~

` S. Out.

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