Heya speebles.

So whats new whats new? The explanation to the title of this post will come in later on btw (Y). Sooo, first week of school is finally over, and it was.. gay. Thats the only one word that pretty much sums it up. I’ve already had one test, and I’ve got a couple more over the next two weeks or so. I also got two results back from last term, and I’m pretty happy with them ay ^^

And I want this clock;

I just thought I’d start this post off with something nerdy (: Dear god, I’m getting nerdier by the day, first cosine curves, now calculus clocks?! Found it through tumblr over here btw. Gotta love tumblr.

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Over the holidays, we sort of started fully unpacking, and when I say fully, I mean FULLY fully. See, cause all my life, as far as I know and remember, we’ve been renting, we’ve never really owned property before. So naturally, when you rent a place, you know you’re not going to live there forever right? Thus we never bothered fully unpacking.

But this time, we emptied all of our boxes. We started with the kitchen stuff, so pots and pans, plates, bowls, glasses, mugs, cutlery, everything. We packed all of this shiz before we left Brunei, and eventhough we’ve been here for over a year, we never unpacked the whole lot.

I don’t know about you guys, but when we pack fragile objects, we wrap them in newspaper or bubble wrap. And of course we used Brunei newspaper! This was when I started going crasy.

*dies of nostalgia*

I WANTTTTTTTTT.

Look at all the channels! T_T and I was looking at the HBO programs, it was like one great movie after another. I never really appreciated how great Brunei’s tv was until I saw this and compared it to tv here. I know we can foxtel! But we’re cheap okay?!

8′D MEMORIES!

*dies again*

Lul, saleman.

GASP!

But that was back on the 19th of December, 2006. So its all good guyss, all gewddd (Y). (I wanna go to Miri DDD:! )

So yes, I died several times. I miss Brunei like poo ):

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Alsooo, I unpacked some of the boxes in my room. Dad gave me his old shelf so I’ve finally got a place to put my stuff on. But so far, the only two pieces of furniture I have in my room are the shelf and my bed. Slowly slowly k? I’ll fill it up, eventually, when I get enough moolah $$$.

Top shelf is random decorative-ish stuff (all that I have k! D: ), second shelf is what I call “leisure books” (I nearly said pleasure, thats a tad bit.. wrong?), so they’re novels I read for fun But on the right end of the second shelf, I have the books I had to read for Lit. Then the third shelf is notes and books that I might possibly need over the one and a half years of school left. And the bottom shelf is shiz I won’t need. So they’re things like a Discrete textbook, year 10 shiz, year 12 human bio notes (if you want them just ask k!), O’ Level practise book thingos, a massive statistics workbook, and an English 3A & 3B thingo. If you want anything from the bottom shelf just ask I’m willing to give them away.

Its not much, I seriously need to add up to my collection. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT I ONLY HAVE 4 HARRY POTTER BOOKS, two of which still smell like drain water? I need to get the other 3 Twilight books, the other 2 Uglies books (theres 4 in total right?), the last Eragon book, Brisingr, the last Chronicles of Narnia book (I had it, but it fell apart after the flood), maybe the rest of the Series of Unfortunate Events? And of course the Harry Potter books.

I finally finally have a place to put up the thingo Dee got me before I left Brunei =’) (the thingo in the centre), and the oldddd birthday present from Linda that still smells nice (left), and the latest birthday present from May! (right, not sure what it is, but I think its uber uber awesome).

ZOMG LOOK WHAT I FOUND! Floppy disks! Do anyone still use these?! Do they even make computers with floppy disk drives?! Sighhh, those were the daysss =’)

I also found a little notebook that my grandmother gave me when I was five. She made me write stuff about Islam in it :3

Zomg 1997.

“Islam means a) submission to the will of Allah, b) the way to achieve peace, c) peace. One who embraces Islam is called.. (on the other page) a Muslim.” I just wrote what my grandmother told me to x) She had a lot of time on her hands so she came up with all of these little notes about Islam =’) but DAYUM, look at my handwriting! And trust me, I had a whole heap of trouble spelling any word that was longer than 3 letters.

How to sembahyang. I enjoyed drawing the little positions. Though number 4 looks a little weird =/

The schedule my grandmother made me follow for at least a year. AHHH, MEMORIES. She missed breakfast on the list! D: but trust me, brekky was NUMBER ONE on her list. She told me it was the most important thing in the world. She made sure I ate toast and egg every single morningggg, which is why I’m still struggling to be on the normal rather than the overweight side.

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See, now I walk to school and back everyday, and I wear pumps to school, and you don’t wear socks with pumps right? And no socks = smelly feet. Then once I get home, the tiles are just sooooo cold, so I put socks on straight away, and I have those socks on till I have a shower the next morning. In conclusion, my feet smell really bad for at least 18 hours a day, approximately.

Oh, and if I don’t wear socks, I put my sister’s cow bedroom slippers on without her knowing, TEEHEE.

And I leave them smelling pretty bad XDDD + one of the cow heads fell off the other day, and she chucked a psycho fit ;DD And yeah, I have chubby feet.

Its got little grip thingies on the bottom so the person wearing it won’t slip and fall, HEEEEE, coolness. *sakai*

I bought this dress (from Big W >_> I’M A BIG SUPPORTER OF BIG W, K?! Don’t laugh >< ), and I look pregnant in it -.-, groovy.

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Arite, back to the title of this post. I reckon I’m the boring-est person you’ll ever meet (thats if you actually know me personally).

There is honestly nothing interesting or particularly significant about me or my life. I’m the boring one in the family, my sister is retarded and as much as I hate to admit this, is actually kinda funny sometimes. And my brother is the rebel. And me? Nobody, boring middle child

Same in our group of friends, I’m the boring one! D: Devin is.. Devin, and Mishy is Mishy, Nat is Nat, Tahlia is Tahlia and Taufiq is Taufiq, they’re all just perfectly awesome and unboring, they’re all interesting and significant in their own unexplainable ways. And Yeemon is just boring ;DD

I want to be interesting, I want to have talent, I want to have style, I want to have good taste in music, I want to have a wicked witty sense of humour, I want to be um, accepted? I want to stay as Soph/Yeemon, but a more interesting version.

When I’m older, I want to move out, live in an awesome apartment thingo thats awesomely decorated.

With awesome furniture.

And awesome artwork up all over the place.

Taken from Smolik Design.

Then I wanna have my awesome friends over, and just have an awesome time, unboringly.

But then I could easily imagine myself as a boring failure. A fat boring nerdy person. A 40 year old virgin perhaps? I can soooo see that.

I’M BORING!

.. I want to go to Georgetown University in Washington D.C. XD I wanna go there so badly D:

Okay, thats all for now I guess.

Bye lovelies!

-soph