Holidays in Male' - tres boring?

continuing on from before:

so dad wasn't very happy at the thought of me spending another 3 years far away in australia. He wants me to get married! *shudder* Not that I'm against marriage, I'm just too young for it. Besides which, I want to do a phd. So dad agreed, but I could see from the look on his face that he was incredibly sad. I can understand why too, but chances like this don't come up twice in a lifetime. Its just something I've gotta do. Sooo I am.

What else...I've grown so annoyed at the english newspaper back home - they do direct translations from dhivehi, and it sounds so stupid, so I've volunteered to do the Dhiv-english translations while I'm in Male'. Also, my friend A and me have decided to stop organizing catch-ups with certain friends whenever we come to Male'. I hate people who say they'll come, and then cancel at the last minute, and do this every single fucking time we organise something. One had a legitimate excuse, but Im over this happening all the time. if they aren't interested, neither are we. sucks to them

There really isnt much to do in Male' aside from hingaalan dhiyun or coffee... I think the staff at Seahouse dread seeing me and A whenever we come now, because we only order coffee but sit there for ages. Oh well. I've got naruto to keep me occupied while I'm in Male, and at least we finally have broadband! yay!

New Years etc

So I've been fairly busy since I got home. First of all as soon as I got home my brother was leaving to go back to S'pore in a week, so we spent the whole week hanging out with each other. Lots of coffee drinking, photo taking (he's pretty good, check his flickr site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/maldiviandude/ ) and then it was time for him to go :( This is the first holiday where we didn't fight with each other, and when it was just lots of fun.

I also celebrated new years at home, just had a quiet one in with the family, specially since its been a year since I've seen them. It was nice but bittersweet (keep reading). I've also come up with my one and only new years resolution:

Keep in touch with friends, reply to all emails and sms's

This is something that I find incredibly hard to do. I've never been one for emails - I find face to face talking so much better - not something that works well when youre thousands of kms apart. Oh well, see how we go

Once little brother left, it was time to tell the paternal one about my scholarships and wanting to do phd. needless to say, he was pretty happy about the schols, but at the same time was iffy about the whole thing

Its Over

Its done...

MIPS and MGS

so so so very very happy :D

Insane shopping antics

Sooo I went a bit nuts at target.

I got this dress in violet and tan


I also got this one and the belt :


And then I got this one :
I couldn't resist. When the yeojin bae for target collection first came out 2 months ago, I eyed these three dresses, but decided that at $130 a pop I just couldn't afford it. But then I dropped into target on sunday and lo behold; they'd all been reduced to 49$. It was fate. Meant to Be.

now theyre all sitting in my closet and I feel happy. and poorer.

and yay, I got an H1. Now for the agonising wait for scholarships.

How good is your vocab? if you're good enough, you could feed the world

Just saw this link on a forum I frequent (click on the banner)


Where every word you guess right donates 10 grains of rice through the UN to end world hunger.

10grains of rice isn't a lot, but when you think of thousands of people feverishly clicking on words, that makes a lot of rice. Sponsored by companies such as Amex, Raddisson hotels and itunes, the website says its donated 1,330,639,890 grains of rice so far. Seems fairly legit, and is a good way to both procrastinate and do some good at the same time. What are you waiting for?

Seminar 2

Earlier today, I received a mysterious sms from my friend the Phd student:

"Come to the lab! Your results for the talk are here on your desk!"

My heart started pounding. Slowly, I got dressed, picked up my bag and keys, locked the house and made my way towards the bus stop. I sat on the bus mulling over the possibilities; What would I do if I'd failed? Could I still get an overall H1? What do they call those tasty berries that grow on trees?

Finally, I arrived at my building. I crept in through the side door, and slinked up the fire stairs. Warily, I peered around corners to make sure no one I knew was around. The coast was clear! A quick sprint to my cubicle, and there it was; a large sealed envelope.

"Open it!" Urged my friend. I stared at it; this insignificant little envelope held the key to my cosmos. I heaved a sigh, folded the envelope up and shoved it into my bag.

"There's no point" I muttered, and left the lab. My heart was heavy and my mind was spinning. There was only one thing left to do. Retail therapy.

As I wandered the golden walkways of Chadstone, I soon forgot the trials and tribulations of honours. Several hours, dollars and shopping bags later, I was elbow deep amongst the robert robert shoes at myer when B found me.

"So? What mark did you get?"

"I don't know" I replied, as reality began to sink back in. "And I don't really want to know either".

"Pfft, let me see. I won't tell you" he said, and reached for the envelope. As he ripped it apart, and stared at it wordlessly, I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed the sheet from him, and stared at my mark.


An H1.