What's a lifeline? Something which saves your life.

So it logically follows that a deadline is.. well, I'm sure you've got it figured out the moment you read the title.

Random. Hahaha.

I should be bathing, working on my Geo portfolio entries or filling out my Psych prac workbook right now, but the fact that my first class is at 2pm tomorrow has got me feeling pretty complacent. Also, I have been delayed from taking a shower because of Facebook some smartass who shitted (I prefer this to "shat") in my favourite toilet (yes, I do have distinct preferences for certain toilets) without turning the ventilator on, which means the toilet (and the corridor) smells really good right now.

My music player just played two songs from the same artist CONSECUTIVELY! Even though it's in shuffle mode!

No seriously, I don't think this has ever happened before, haha. I mean, what's the probability of that occurring? I have 615 songs...

Last Tuesday, I came back to find Robyn in the kitchen (Robyn is the amazing heaven-sent cook at our hostel), and got poked a few minutes later by Bert, one of the (coolest) supervisors. He was carrying a saw (I wanted to be a smartass and provide the proper BM name for it, but I now realise that whatever ERT prowess I had has long gone.. oh wait.. wait.. gergaji mata halus??? I know it's definitely not gergaji puting.. and it's not the bigass one either.. this is the one with the removable blade). Anyway, of course I had to ask.

"Oh, it's you (after being poked). What's the saw for?"

"You mean this? *gestures towards saw* I'm chopping stuff up." *grin*

"That was obvious. Chopping what up?? I hope it's not my door."

"Har har. Come and I'll show you!"

It turns out he was carving chess pieces! We got some pics but they're all on his camera, so I'm hoping he'll post them on Facebook because it is too cool to not tell all my friends about, haha. I've always wondered how they carve such perfectly spherical stuff like pawn heads, and it turns out they have this machine which spins a piece of wood around really fast (I imagine it would be called centrifuger-something, and yes I know the blood plasma separator thing is also called a centrifuger-something). He showed me a pawn he finished that morning, and we named it Steve. The next one will be called Lenny. He has his own Vernier callipers (which are surprisingly cheap. I don't think it cost very much more than 10 dollars. Fancy having a set of your own?), which he used to make extremely acccurate (but not necessarily precise- nerd impulse!!) measurements. Looks like a lot more effort goes into our chess sets and wooden pepper grinders than we realise.

He also made some wands (he's a Harry Potter fan) prior to Project Chess Set, which he said he'd show me sometime. Wands.. awesome

Skipped a Calculus tute yesterday and went to the gym instead with Sharene. *insert usual rants about how terrible any physical exertion apart from eating and talking is* Surprisingly, I didn't pull any muscles! I can still walk normally!!! *gasp* I suppose it helped that I went jogging with Vaan and LJ (foundation kids. Cool people  ) last Saturday, which means I got all my full-body aches over with already. I couldn't lie down properly for about four days after that.. clearly, there is a lot lacking with my stamina. But nevertheless, I'm feeling pretty good now! Cool.. funnily enough, one side effect of exercise is chocolate intolerance *SAY WHAT!!??*. I felt a bit off after two post-lunch Picnic bars. *shudder*

Well anyway, I had a much better Wednesday than I did last week. I was kind of scared at first in case all my Wednesdays got jinxed, but teehee I got a ride to Uni and my plans went rather well. Come to think of it, we had an almost Jo-like conversation..... whatever that means, I believe I have a reason to be happy.

After busting my ass in the gym, and with only two hours of sleep the night before (yeah yeah, I know my time management pretty much sucks), I thought I would get a nap after dinner, and woke up at 1.36 a.m. this morning. Dammmnn. Which means I killed one Wednesday's worth of potential productivity. Anyway, went back to sleep, and woke up this morning to Maddy's door knocks. Made breakfast (THEY BROUGHT BACK THE BEEF. FINALLY!!!!). Went back to my room...

*ding*

Crap!! Forgot to print out Psych notes!! *switches lappie on*

Hmm, since I'm already connected to the wireless anyway, might as well check my email.....

Wahseh!! TEN new mails!! And only 18 hours since I last checked!! I bet they're all from Facebook...

.. and they were, except one from Xanga. Anyway...

"Okay.. Felicia Yoon Pui Shi commented on your status... Felicia Yoon Pui Shi commented on your wall post.. Tabitha Lim requested to join the group 5 Alpha 2007... other stuff.. other stuff.. OHMYGAWD!!!!"

"*Totally Unexpected and Not Currently Targeted Person* added you as a friend"

Hahahahaha okay in true spirit of freedom of self-expression:

LOLOLOLOLOLOLLLOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLOLOLOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLLL

That kind of made my morning la. At first I was wondering how on Earth he found me on Facebook when we've only got one friend in common (another supervisor at the hostel). And then *a chill struck my heart* SHIT don't tell me he somehow found out I've been Facebook-stalking him (hey, what's new? Haha).

No, no.. chill Leow chill.. but seriously.. hurm.. maybe he just visited the other supervisor's profile. But even so... I added that one ages ago.. the post wouldn't be there by now. Hm.. what other possible expla- shit I'm late for class!!

Anyway, this just saves me the trouble of having to beat my way around some proverbial bush, which means I can now focus on getting That Other Person's add. Oh did I say Facebook err I mean my exams. Hahahahahaha.

I just realised it's been over a month since I last posted something here. Now, I don't want to be one of those people who apologise for not providing the general public with unsolicited by-the-minute updates of their mundane lives (it always amazes me why they would think the general public would care about, for example, what they had for breakfast that day, unless of course it is something highly unusual like maggots or recycled paper, and it never is) so, yeah.

Just to prove that I'm still alive. Apparently, the hostel has this policy about making sure all the students are alive every morning, so they send the morning supervisors (either Biceps Guy or Maddy) knocking on everyone's doors at around 7 a.m. every weekday. We thought it was because they were making sure we don't miss breakfast, which ends at 7.30 a.m. but no, they just wanted to find out whether we died in our sleep or something.

So last Wednesday, instead of the usual "Morning!", Sean, Sharene and I decided to greet the morning supervisor with a loud "I'M ALLIIIVVVVEEEEE!!!!!!!". We were hoping to get Jason, because he was the one always opening our doors, but Maddy responded rather well, I thought. When I yelled out "I'm alive", he responded with a "Beautiful!". And then he knocked on Sean's door and got the same shoutout.

Well, that's about as exciting as my life gets, really.. unless of course something interesting happens at 12pm today.

I think I smell funny.. it is a disturbing thought. I blame the dryer.. all my stuff (bedsheet and sweaters included) came out of it smelling like dried longans.

Dr. Chong (aka Sharene) reckons it's because they can't digest and absorb food properly, so most of the rotting stuff makes it back out to the bowl. She has backed this up with emprical evidence (okay fine, I'm just looking for an excuse to use the word haha)- banana peels found in the toilet dustbins. I went out to investigate, but this old dude caught me sniffing tentatively outside the Toilet B door. Yes, this is a good occasion to use the word "embarrassing".

On an unrelated note, there're cool natural Tasmanian handmade body creams at Salamanca Market this afternoon, which are supposedly perfect for those with eczema. Wanted to get some for you Sha, but I'm not sure how picky Customs are going to be about it. You can check out their website at www.beebeauty.com.

Anyway, I've turned the ventilator on.