So, How are You?
posted on Saturday, May 12, 2007 @ 3:50 pm
I always thought I was one of those super-cool, mega-flexible, multi-cultural type of people. The truth is, I’ve been affected by my culture much more than I cared to admit. The truth is, one simple question Western people ask one another daily would stump me.
“How are you?”
I can’t really speak for the rest of the Hong Kongers; but generally speaking, unless you know the person personally and haven’t seen them for quite a bit, you don’t ask them how they are. Cashiers say hi, they don’t ask how you are. Neighbours don’t necessarily know one another; they say hi if they’re particularly friendly, they don’t ask how you are.
“How are you?”
I feel like crap. I’m stressed. I’m loaded with Uni assignment. I’m hungry. I’m tired. I’m PMS-ing. I have period cramps. “Good! How are you?”
Woe is Me
posted on Wednesday, April 11, 2007 @ 3:38 pm
Four months no bloggie, what could possibly bring our Naomi Skosh Vickie Diablos back? If getting a semi-scholarship privilege invitation from the Uni couldn’t; if achieving the “Kind of a Big Deal” title in Guild Wars couldn’t; if becoming a land owner for the first time in Second Life couldn’t; if finally managing to run Command & Conquer The First Decade on the computer after an 8-month struggle couldn’t; if experiencing a cockroach dropping from nowhere and crawling on my nekkid bum in the shower couldn’t…
Oooh I know! How about witnessing the motherboard of my only computer burst into flames, literally?
Woe!
Procrastination is Fun
posted on Tuesday, October 10, 2006 @ 4:23 pm
This happens daily. Everything I do, I procrastinate — even in things I truly enjoy. Blogging, entries don’t get posted until 10 years later. Games, important missions come last. University assignments…
16 hours before the assignment was due, that’s roughly about 1608 hours after I was given the topic, I finally knew what they were actually asking for. Then on, everything else was pretty much a blur. I remembered reading a lot of e-journals, drinking a lot of coffee, peeing a lot, watching the clock, giving moronic replies on MSN (and I shouldn’t even be online); but whatever else happened, I was on my way to Uni 2 hours before the assignment was due. 38 hours without sleep and counting, I wasn’t even sure if I popped my essay into the right collection box, or accidentally wrote my name as Vickie Diablos.
I went back home. No rest, too much caffeine in the system; unable to contain my excitement any more, I let out the most orgasmic squeal of the century.
If the landlady who lives next door somehow didn’t hear my other orgasmic noises, I’m sure she would have heard this version now.
Oh, who cares? Naomi (my character in Guild Wars), ’til death do us part!
But Devona is love. 
Who Knows If Life Isn’t Just a Game?
posted on Wednesday, September 27, 2006 @ 6:11 pm
Life is like a game — an (MMO)RPG, more specifically. With all the hardcore solo levelling I’m forced to do almost on a daily basis… Indeed, not without the best weapons, armour and potions…
… I think I’ve finally levelled up and am one step closer to completing the main mission “Conquering Entomophobia (Surrender Is Not an Option)“.
But of course, there are always all these annoyingly distractive side quests: “Pr0n”, “Guild Wars“, “Wash the Dishes”, “Mop the Floor”, “Do the Laundry”, “University Assignments” — some more fun than the others.
No way! I didn’t just put “University Assignments” under side quests. Priorities, Vickie! Priorities!
The Sun Rose in the West
posted on Sunday, September 10, 2006 @ 7:13 pm
Sometimes I amaze myself. Really. A class essay I had -273.15°C confidence; a class essay I did so bad I was already looking for a bridge to jump off after leaving the exam hall; a class essay I had no idea how to write until the lecturer analysed it after the exam… I was beyond astonished to hear that nobody failed; and when the lecturer said that there were a few marginal passes (MP), I was sure I was one of them.
Wow! A solid pass! Okay, the assessor was most probably just feeling generous and this is so not something to announce to the world and be proud of; but still! 
*does lucky dance*
Speaking of amazing myself, I don’t know how I could also actually convince myself that “But it’s raining!” was a valid excuse not to do my assignments. Alas.
ETA: LOL I totally misspelt “sociological”. *explodes*
