Missing out on family events again

Uncle Edwin and his gf (now wife) got registered in Singapore on 27th September 2006. Everybody in the family was there to witnessed the special occassion. Everybody but me (and Aunty Pat but she didn’t mind not being there).

Ivan’s wedding is next month. Everybody in the family is going to be there again, including Aunty Pat this time. Everybody but me. Again.

This sucks. It really sucks. So many monumental events going on in the family and it all had to happen when I’m studying overseas. The timing of it all is just bad for me. The only comfort that I have is the fact that I’ll definitely be around for Uncle Edwin’s wedding. Still, I can’t help feeling low bout it all. After all, Uncle Edwin and Ivan are the two uncles that I’m closest to (Ivan’s my uncle but I never call him uncle cause we grew up together, he’s only 7 years older than me) and I’m missing out on the most important events in their lives.

Life sure is ironic at times. I had been the first in the family to know when both of them first starting seeing their gfs (now wives). Nobody in the family knows a thing but me. I was sworn to secrecy until they decided to let everybody in the family know. When they proposed and their partners accepted, I was once again the first in the family to know bout the happy event. Once again, I was sworn to secrecy until they leaked it out to the family. Yet, now, I’m left out on everything!!

Sigh…don’t mind me. I’m in one of my moods again. >_<

Eddie’s birthday night

It was Eddie’s birthday 3 days ago but he had some commitments elsewhere, hence we all celebrated his special day a day later in Vernon’s house. As usual, it was everybody’s mission including yours truly to make Eddie wasted that night. I’d come to learn that when you start hanging out with a group (or two) of hardcore drinkers, you can never escape your fate of being wasted on your special day. Not even when you’re as sick as a cow.

When the girls and I arrived at Vernon’s place around 9 plus at nite, the party had already started and was in full swing. Everybody had already down 5 shots of liquor – Absinth, Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, Vodka and Bacardi 151. I quickly hide myself at one corner of the house but Eddie was not gonna let me off that easily. He kept pulling me out of my corner and kept repeating “Are we good friends? We’re good friends right? If we’re good friends then you must drink 5 shots too! It’s my birhtday!” lines. Even my protests of drinking only wine throughout the night did nothing to pacify him. In the end, I agreed to take half a shot of Absinth to please the birthday boy, or man in this case.

Throughout the night, the guys just kept challenging Eddie to down shot after shot of liquor non-stop. It was a case of approximately 2o guys vs Eddie. If I were to keep count on the amount of liquor Eddie had that night, I’d got to say he finished half of every bottle of hard liquor available there. That’s nearly 2 1/2 bottles of liquor in a single night! There were also moments where I had to stepped in to help him down some shots because he kept saying that he’s going to puke. As hard as he tried not to puke that night, he failed. In fact, after 10 plus, he kept going to the toilet every so often to say “hi” to Mr Toiletbowl. When he finally could puke no more, he just concussed at the sofa. It took quite a number of the guys to get him to lay down on the bed in the spare room. Even then, none of the guys are willing to let him rest peacefully but that’s another story for another day.

A few minutes after 11, Eddie stumbled out from the room to the backyard while mumbling about getting some fresh air on his way out. I was a bit worried about him since he was alone outside and quickly went out to check on him. The next thing I knew, I was asking some of the guys to get the bin out cause Eddie’s gonna puke again. The next 45 minutes or so, I was sitting outside at the backyard behind Eddie with him puking every few minutes and me thumping his back to make him puke. Mr Bin was his best friend during that 45 minutes.

Overall, it was a rather fun night for me though. We got our mission accomplished – Eddie was more than wasted that night. I was sober throughout the whole night. The few shots of hard liquor didn’t really hit me til I got home and it hit me at the right time cause I was able to go to bed almost immediately. In short, it was a good party and a good night out.

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Unbelievable

After the results I’d gotten today, it’s really difficult for reality to set in in my mind. See, I’d been sort of slacking a little in my school work these days plus the days that I had to stay in bed, work were a little backlogged for a while. I’d managed to clear half my work away, but right now, I’m under pressure to complete the rest of the half within the next few weeks. Anyway, because of all the slacking and falling sick, I’d thought that I’d do badly in the work that I’d submitted so far. The past two weeks had yielded much surprise to me.

Last week during one of my tutorials, my tutor gave us back the results for an inclass test we had a few weeks earlier. I was rather nervous before I got my paper back cause I was not confident by the way I had attempted the question in section B of the test which has the most marks. Imagine my surprise when I did way better than I’d expected resulting in my getting an overall 7.5 out of 10 for the test. I know it’s nothing much to talk about compared to geniuses everywhere but when one is expecting a lowly 5 out of 10, 7.5 is definitely regarded as a lovely surprise.

So, imagine the big surprise I had today again when we got back the results for our assignment. It had taken me several days and nights to complete the assignment a few weeks back and I was very sure (at least to myself) that I had not put in 101% of myself into writing it cause I was under medication most of the time. Thus, when a big D was staring back at me at the end of my assignment, it’s well accepted that I had to put the paper down, rub my eyes and take another look at it to make sure that my eyes are not playing tricks at me. And yep, I was not imagining the D the first time around. It is definitely a D, a distinction! And to have comments such as “excellent analysis and engagement..” or “good introduction” scribbled at the beginning and end of the paper is a big boost in the confidence department. All hopes are not lost after all for this particular unit.

It’s rather unbelievable looking at the grades that I’d been getting for this unit. It just reinforces the idea that I may be good in the PR department after all. Right now, I’m just working really hard with the rest of my group mates in our project. Hopefully, the end result of the project will be better than all of us had ever expected cause it’ll definitely reward us all with not only good results, but a good portfolio in the future.

Spring is here!

Yep, spring is here! In fact, spring arrived more than 2 weeks ago without my realising it. I was so caught up in my own world, in dramas that I never wanted to get involved in the first place, to the point where I barely notice the change of the season til lately. Til I saw flowers blooming everywhere. Til I open the curtains of my room one morning and saw beautiful flowers of all colours growing outside my window. Til I saw reptiles crawling everywhere (not crocs or alligators mind you). Til flies started to swarm and buzz around me all day long. Til…well…I’m sure all of you get my drift.

It’s the start nicest season throughout the year now and I just had to get sick. Twice. Within 2 weeks. >_< Great. What a way to welcome spring into the year 2006 eh? I’d been practically coughing my lungs out for nearly a week somewhere last week and after taking dose after dose of cough mixture with cough suppressants, I’m alrite once again. Til late last night. I was out at the club with some friends (it’s Vivien last weekend in Perth before she goes back to Malaysia for good) when we decided to leave and it was drizzling, thus leaving us with no choice but to walk under the drizzle to where our car was park. The drizzle must have caused more damage than expected cause I’ve been coughing badly ever since the sun set this evening. Every time I had bouts of cough, it feels like my lungs are gonna squeeze themselves out of my throat. Yep, it’s that bad. It also doesn’t help that my throat constricts so tight each time leaving to catch my breath desperately after each fits of coughs ended. I can’t help thinking that I might have cough til I turn blue (or was it green?). So from tonight onwards, I’ll be back on medication (again!). Taking cough mixtures with cough suppressants can be a pain in the arse cause it makes me really drowsy and I need at least 6-8 hours of sleep to make sure the effects wear off. Another reason for it to be a pain is because I wouldn’t be able to do my work properly, especially since I have to work on 1 PR project, 1 research project, and come up with another research proposal right now.

Speaking of projects, I’m quite happy with my group members from my Media Planning & Promotion group project. I’d worked in a PR group project last semester and my group members then were irresponsible and annoying most of the times (actually, come to think of it, there was only 1 group member who was farking annoying). This semester, considering it being my final semester, I was quite worried on what sort of group members I’ll be getting for my PR group project since the project attributes to 60% of my total grade at the end of the semester. I’m glad to say that I do not have to worry that much this semester. So far, so good. We’ve been meeting up quite often to brainstorm on our proposal for our client (it’s a sponsorship proposal) and we’ve been making some really positive progress so far. We came up with a timeline which we’ve managed to follow up til now. I’m having my fingers crossed now for everything to continue going on smoothly til our presentation during the conference at the end of the semester.

I’ve been PMS-ing a lot lately too. I’ll be hyper and happy at one moment and sad with lots of emo case at another. The symptoms are not so obvious around my friends (except when I’d consumed some amount of alcohol ie beer and wine) but I sometimes always feel guilty whenever I lashed out at YK. Poor thing…he’s been at the receiving end of my exceptionally sharp tongue these days, always having to bear loads of sarcasm and insensitive statements from me whenever I’m at my lowest. And he’s just so sweet, always accepting all sorts of lame excuses I made for my bad temper and behaviour towards him. He’s always trying to be understanding and trying to put himself at my shoes to understand better where I’m coming from. *sigh* Sometimes, I wonder what I’d ever did to deserve a man like him. Oops! There goes my low self-esteem talking again. Or is it?

Seems like I’m in the habit of disappearing for a long while in this blog then appearing again to talk about random things that comes into my head. Things are so out of control in my life these days that I sometimes consider it a bother to share about it here. There are so many things that I would like to blog about but refrain myself from doing so for the fear of drama stewing here that will spill into reality. Oh yes..the big F word..fear..it’s getting hold of my life again. Jeez…I really am creating a whole lot of unnecessary issues in my life aren’t I? >_<