May 7th, 2013

When I moved to Australia, bringing a camera along wasn’t exactly in my list of things to bring so when I started my impromptu planing of visiting Sydney with my friend who flew up from Melbourne, I realized I should have brought my camera along. But since I didn’t, I figured getting a new camera wouldn’t hurt.

Thus, shopping time.

After some research and comparing, I found Canon 500 HS which comes in a lovely red rather fitting so I ordered it through the website with the cheapest price and guess what, my order was placed on backorder as they were waiting for new stocks to arrive which, according to them, might take about a week so I will receive it in two weeks time.

That obviously did not happen so I cancelled my order after a good TWENTY TWO DAYS of waiting. Obviously, I have finish visiting Sydney by then so I was all ‘screw the camera, who needs one’ right?

THEN, the dress I bought from Sydney arrived and it was so beautiful that I went, okay, I need a camera to take this moment down plus my other online shopping items arrived also but hey, I don’t have a camera! So, I went back to the same online store because they have free and fast shipping, ordered Lumix TZ25 after hours of researching and guess what?


There wasn’t even an estimated time of arrival and I was asked if I wanted to get another model.

I was pissed. Like, don’t you people update your website? Why on earth would you place an item there that is already sold out? Hell, at least indicate at the site or remove the ‘add to cart’ button or change the status to unavailable!

I obviously canceled my order without making much noise. Not like making a ruckus would get me my camera but I did mentally decide NEVER to buy from that store again. Instead, I order the same model from ANOTHER store that had it in stock and was cheaper.

Guess what, they need a landline to confirm my order.

Now, I DON’T have a landline (I’m a foreign student staying on campus for crying out loud. Why would I get a landline when I have a handphone?) so I input some random number to complete the form and submitted my handphone number in the comments section and when they emailed asked for best timing to call and verify my order, I replied asking for assistance regarding the issue of landline.


Feeling really annoyed because it shouldn’t be this hard to buy a camera online (which is much cheaper than going to stores), I emailed them again, telling them that they ignored my email for two weeks and I don’t want to wait any longer and asked them to cancel my order.

The refund came within 24 hours. Finally, something fast happened! -insert sarcasm-

Anyway, from wanting a camera till that point, FORTY SIX DAYS PASSED.

I don’t really remember why or how I still want a camera after all that nonsense that I was placed through but I did. So after a few days of searching, I went ahead and ordered one and wa-lah, another problem though this time was my mistake.

I forgot to change my handphone number thus, when I tried to pay, the bank kept sending the verification code to my old phone number so my order wasn’t successful. Immediately, I went and changed my number, tried again TWICE but I still wasn’t receiving it on my handphone so I went ‘Fine, if it doesn’t work tomorrow, this camera is not for me’.

Really, getting a camera shouldn’t be THIS hard.

The next morning, well, more like afternoon because I love sleeping, I re-ordered and IT WORKED! It was perfect. Lowest price online even after adding shipping and surcharge, the only number required was handphone, delivery takes about three days maximum and I even found a 10 dollar discount coupon! Within an hour, the store called and confirmed my order and the next day (which was a Saturday), a tracking number was provided.

Now that’s what I’m talking about! Efficiency! Moreover, I ordered the camera on 3rd May and it was delivered on 7th May. Considering the shipment was from Hong Kong and it was the weekends, I say it arrived super fast so kudos to them.

Without further ado…




Well, the only thing missing that I can think of is the manual booklet. But who needs a manual when you have the internet right?


I realize my ipad takes decent pictures. And yes, the colors brightens up my boring desk and room.

Sweet. I’ll be testing out my new camera and will update once I find something that is worth posting. I should also get a memory card and…maybe a screen protector since I’m getting fingerprints all over the shiny new screen. Eeeek!

March 14th, 2013

Here’s the story of me, the spider and the roach. (aka completely useless post that I’m writing because I have time and I thought it be fun to remember how I freaked out when I get old and re-read my posts.)

Let’s begin.

Having enjoyed a medium vanilla latte at 4pm on 12th of March and finding myself awake during bedtime, I decided to do some studying since I’ve been falling behind a little. At around 1.30am when I was getting annoyed at my fantastic lecture who somehow managed to cramp 42 pages of jam-packed information into an hour long lecture, I spotted something black crawling into my room from the window.

See, the windows without the fly screen CANNOT be opened so I was really curious as to how this creature managed to squeeze through the fly screen. I think it was a cockroach (a baby toddler one) but it looked different from what the cockroaches looked like back at home…A different species perhaps.

Moving on, I mustered my courage as it started moving towards the edge of the window ledge and was going to grab a piece of tissue to kill it when I noticed this tiny spider circling it and it looked like the spider was trying to immobilize the roach by spinning web since the roach kinda struggled a little. So I thought ‘awesome, the spider is going to do the job for me’ but alsa, the spider was too tiny and the roach broke free.

(I must say the spider looked like it gave up)

Since spider failed, time for me, the human, to get rid of a roach.

I grabbed a piece of tissue and well, tried to smother/smash it which in my defense looked like it worked because when I removed the tissue, the roach wasn’t there so my first thought was that it is in the tissue and I should get rid of tissue with dead roach ASAP. I barely moved away when the son of a bitch jumped out of my tissue, landed on the table which made me abandon the tissue and almost let out a bloodcurdling scream at 1 plus am.

While I let out a silent yelps and did stupid dance movements (or more like threw a fit) to shoo away the ‘eek’, it fucking crawled to god knows where.

I blame the uneven surfaces.

Unable to locate the roach and seeing how I don’t have insect killing spray, I resorted to using insect repellent that is used on humans. Well, it did make the tiny tiny spider run around (which I killed) and it did lure out the roach. It was crawling at the side of my table closer to the wall and I thought ‘There! My chance!’ so I grabbed another piece of tissue and once again, smashed right down at it.

I swear it is the small gap between the wall and the table that saved the roach because when I removed my tissue, it was alive. Yes, ALIVE. Resilient creatures I tell you. (I am so getting bug spray when I go grocery shopping next time) Bright side, it started crawling on my table which means a flat surface and this time, I rolled up unwanted magazine and smacked it twice before grabbing it with my tissue and panicking all the way as I threw both magazine and tissue into trash bag, tied it up and threw it outside.

So, crisis adverted. Roach gone, spider gone, Misaki still wide awake and feeling really really paranoid thus leading to a shower at 2am.

Finally deciding that screwed up body clock isn’t going to be fun, I went to bed at 4am and I somehow managed to get up at 9am. I was surprised alright. Went against it and went back to sleep only to wake up 2 hours later feeling hungry and groggy.

If there’s anything good about ungodly hours is that it is quiet, the air is cool and it is great for study.


Abrupt endings. I love them sometimes.

March 11th, 2013

It is a game and it lasts a week.

You get a plastic knife with your name and your victim’s name. All you need to do is to find your victim, poke her with the knife and say “You’re dead” without anyone else noticing. After you uh, poked your victim to death or something, you get their knife and you move on to their victim.

Person with the most knives win.

Of course, somewhere out there is a person, with a knife which has YOUR name on it so let’s welcome paranoia with open arms.

So, it is almost 4pm and I have had someone barge into my room and apologize early in the morning, someone squinting through my window to see if anyone is in while I was having lunch and the same person with another guy trying to lure me out with some stupid lines and it went a little like this

Person : “Do you know blah from block blah?”
Me : “Sorry, who?”
Person’s friend : “Blah from that block. He’s in trouble”
Me : “I have no idea who that is”
Person : “Are you sure? He said you’re his friend and he’s in trouble and needs you”
Me : “Now why would I lie if my friend is in trouble?”
Person : “Yeah okay, we got the wrong person anyway”

Yupp, murder week at collage.

I’m not sure if I wanna get ‘killed’ because hey, I would be a free person and can strut around campus without having to sneak around and panic every time I have to go to class or leave my room if I do get killed. But it is only day 1 and…I wanna collect some knives too. (Which is kinda impossible since everyone changed their names and pictures on fb and everyone is going around in pairs)

Let’s not forget I don’t know anyone else on campus other than those in my block.

February 27th, 2013

I’ve gotten drunk for the very first time in my life.

And I got drunk two days in a row.


So, the moment the room started spinning, I left the ‘party’ so hey, seems like I still have some self control. There were all these drinking games and I seriously thought it should be the losers drinking but out of 4 or 5 games, only 1 was where the loser drank.

Let’s not forget the drowning of a full cup of homemade punch to signify the start.

Anyway, my credit exemption finally arrived AFTER I ENROLLED AND SUBMITTED MY FORM FOR MANUAL ENROLLMENT BECAUSE OF CLASHING SCHEDULES. Guess I have to go through the whole process once more and school starts in FOUR days. To think I was feeling happy just this morning that I’ve settled everything. Pssh.

Life can sometimes be a bucket of cold water plus a candy to make you feel better like ‘Hey, at least you’ve got 80 credits now!’

Well…the candy is kinda awesome. I mean, I’m exempted from my first semester and two subjects off my second semester. Plus, I still have 20 credits for electives so I guess that adds up to…a year off. I’m really not sure how it is going to work though. Like, will I take Year 2 Sem 1 classes now then Year 1 Sem 2 classes for the second semester?


I’ll definitely need to sort this out asap.

February 9th, 2013

Suddenly, I have a gaint ass luggage sitting in the living room. Friends are saying goodbye, telling me to speak slowly when I return at the end of the year because I might get an accent. I’ve got toothbrushes, toothpastes, contact lens solution and all sorts of toiletries standing at the table, waiting to be packed. Hell, I even have a rice cooker loitering around.

Everyone is asking how I am feeling. Excited? Not really. They are telling me how lucky I am but they don’t know the huge amount my parents have to squeeze out. They think I’m rich. Yeah right.

Honestly, I’m a little afraid. Afraid that I would be the weird flatmate that everyone hates, that there might be some racist bastards whom will make my life a living hell. Afraid that I won’t have any friends and I would be that girl in school that eats alone during lunch. Eating alone outside is fine. In school, it makes you feel terrible for some strange reason. I mean, just waiting there with my food while my friends are queuing for theirs feels weird for me especially when people stare for god-knows what reason. Imagine if no one wants to eat with me.

Think on the bright side, the rational thing to do.

I’m not the party girl. I’ve never been to a club and most alcohol tastes eww for me. Honestly, I don’t see a bright side if everyone dislikes me.


I bought a planner yesterday. It looked really cute. Flipping through it, I’m not sure how I am going to survive the school year away from home.

In fact, I don’t know how I’m going to react when my parents leave for home after dropping me at my school. I keep telling myself that I wouldn’t cry but that’s like saying pigs can fly. Yes, a rather impossible feat.

I don’t need to be the popular girl in school, the one with lots of connections. I don’t need boys chasing after me, or be the teacher’s pet. I hope I’ll do just fine. Having friends that I can count with both hands is enough. In fact, one hand is enough.

Countdown, six days till I leave.

Man I really got to start packing.

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