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New Life, New Blog

2009-02-25T13:13:00.002+08:00

Not too long ago, I began a new chapter in my life. Thus I thought it would be appropriate to start afresh in a new blog. I have grown a lot in these few years, and I am now a very, very different person. I am no longer the girl who first wrote on this blog years ago, for better or worse.

My dear friend, I would greatly appreciate your company as I embark on an all-new journey in life.

http://chelle-undefined.blogspot.com

Thank you.

Roller Coaster Ride

2008-11-09T16:43:00.003+08:00

Oh goodness, it's been one hell of a roller coaster ride, everything. I think I'll leave it all behind me now, and turn my attention to studies. And after the exams, I'll turn my attention to some other things. Things worth the time and effort.

You're Still The One. Except You're Not.

2008-11-05T00:34:00.001+08:00

I listened to that song again. It could have been our song, but now it'll never be.

The Kind of Love I May Never Know

2008-11-03T22:19:00.002+08:00

Everyday, there are a few sites that I'll go to: Facebook, Youtube, NUS mail, and Natasha's blog. I'm addicted to the first two, I check the third for work-related items, and the last, I go because I want to know how she's doing.

Natasha loves Eddie. She loves him in a way that I shall never know. I've never seen anything so pure and so strong. And it is just so terribly unfair that something like this should happen to her. And I don't quite know what to say. Shortly after my break-up, she told me, "This too shall pass."

How do I tell her that this too, shall pass? How do I tell her that I envy her so much, in spite of what has happened to her? I envy her because she has this pure, strong love for someone, this kind of love that I have never had for anyone, not even CK.

This kind of love that I may never know. But she has that, even though it may hurt her so much, she has that. And for that, I envy her.

I Kissed A Girl

2008-11-02T11:39:00.002+08:00

"I Kissed A Girl" by Katy Perry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1Y8utsY6LY

This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter
You're my experimental game
Just human nature
It's not what good girls do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to obey

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~

This song got me into a little trouble. Except for a few little details, this song basically describes an experience I had. Haha... =p

I Love Halloween

2008-10-31T03:39:00.002+08:00

I. Love. Halloween.

For more pictures, go to Facebook. Or maybe I'll put some here, when I'm free, or when I'm dead bored during lecture. I love my pitchfork. You can't see it very clearly here, since it's camouflaged against my dress, but it's lovely and glamorous and sparkly. Love it! ^^

Okay, on to work now. It's close to 4AM, I need to wake up at 6.30AM, and I have work due tomorrow not done yet. Help.

In Great PAIN

2008-10-27T23:26:00.007+08:00

I am in great pain, physically and emotionally. And I shall be frivolous and shallow in the rest of the entry, in an attempt to distract myself from the pain.

The cast of HSM 3 made an appearance on TRL. Oh goodness, isn't he most delectable? I haven't had the time to catch HSM 3 yet. Oh he is just so handsome. The only thing that irks me is that I'm sharing my crush with a few million other giddy schoolgirls.

Monique Coleman, Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Anne Hudgens. Aren't those expressions something? Let me guess what they're thinking about...

Well, that's what it looks like to me. By the way, I don't have anything against any of them. I just think their expressions are damn funny.

Okay. End of frivolous entry. Still in pain. Check with me again tomorrow. Or next week. Or don't.

Living on a Prayer?

2008-10-24T12:25:00.003+08:00

Still alive, evidently. And though it's such a cliché, it's true that life goes on. Looking back, the days have passed quickly. Right now, I'm in the middle of an excruciatingly slow 4 hour break, since my SC2213 lecture got cancelled this week. Je suis en train de attender. (I'll make use of any excuse to practice my French.)

And so I'm doing my work now. Or at least attempting to. I'm about halfway through now. Been distracted by a few things. Reading blogs, reflecting, and now posting an entry for my own blog.

What happened to love?

It seems like a lot of people are breaking up these days. Natasha and Eddie's relationship just ended, after 5 years, 4 months 26 days. No, I didn't do the counting. I got the numbers from her blog. (Natasha, I hope you don't mind me writing about this here.) And I didn't want to paraphrase and write "5 years plus". Not when every single day counts. The word "plus" just wouldn't do justice to anything.

It's affecting me. No, no false sympathy or whatsoever, it's real. I was shocked, stunned, shook up, when I first heard it. Right now, I'm just... disappointed. After all the breakups happening to people around me, and my own as well, I have become increasingly cynical. But for them, I had really hoped that it would work out. I guess you could say that their relationship was one of the last things I had faith in. And now it's over.

There are so many things that I wish I could say here, but words cannot really describe the intricacies of a relationship. All I have are wordless thoughts, which I cannot transcibe onto this blog. But I'll say what I can.

I'm reminded of my relationship with CK. What we had, it was good and it was bad. I'm glad to have left behind the bad, but every now and then, I wonder if I'll ever find the good again. But no matter how cynical I'm getting to be, there's always the optimistic side, the one that's always saying, "I'll find love again." I don't find myself incomplete without a relationship, but having that someone there does indeed make things more... special. For a while I had that someone, and even though I'm moving on now, there are still some regrets that trickle into my mind at the most unexpected of moments, and I question myself, "Will I really find love again?"

(I'm aware that the previous paragraph's rather contradictory. It's called "writing with mixed feelings".)

So what happened to love?

Stupid conflicts

2008-10-03T02:07:00.002+08:00

Going through some complicated problems right now. Conflicted between conflicts. Plus I've got a lot of work to do. I shouldn't be thinking about this right now. My judgement's been clouded lately, I suppose, but what am I going to do about it now?

Oh, to hell with it, seriously. Life goes on. I'll be fine. Always will be.

I tell myself I'm strong, I'm tough and I. Will. Get. Through. This.

Mamma Mia!

2008-09-23T20:13:00.003+08:00

What a movie! It was great from start to end. I love love love ABBA songs. I thought the cast was great, especially Amanda Seyfried, who's got the sweetest voice ever. And I didn't know Meryl Streep could sing like that. For me, the most dramatic moment was when she sang "The Winner Takes It All". (Yeah, I cried a little lah.) But I couldn't help cringing a bit when Pierce Brosnan was singing. He wasn't too bad, but in my heart and mind he'll always be James Bond, and so it's weird to watch him sing and dance. Haha.

Tuesday! TV-marathon day today, starting with an old episode of Friends, followed by Ugly Betty (Season 2), then the new show Lipstick Jungle, and the wonderfully delicious Desperate Housewives (Season 4). And all this begins in minutes.

Looking forward to tomorrow. Going out again. Haha...

Work? What work?

So going to crash and burn soon.

Wall-E

2008-09-22T22:13:00.003+08:00

It's a nice movie. Wall-E's just so endearing. And the cockroach is so damn cute. That said, I'll still kill the ones I see. Haha.

Monday. Just the start of my activity-filled week. When life gets a little less boring. And then it'll be school again.

Damn.

I better enjoy the moment while it lasts.

Escargots!

2008-09-06T22:02:00.005+08:00

Wednesday afternoon was pure torture. Wednesday evening, however, was probably the best experience I've ever had in the history of Wednesday evenings. Which wasn't too bad.

You don't really need to know about the 8 hours of lessons I had prior to that. So I'll just skip straight to the good part, which began when I met Natasha and Eddie at the bus stop opposite the Central Library at 6PM. We were going to take 95 to Holland Village to have our dinner, which we did, after waiting who knows how long for the bus. And we actually missed the first two 95s because we were standing at opposite sides of the bus stop, thinking that the other party hadn't showed up yet. Haha...

Naturally, 95 at this time of the day was packed. I was standing in between Eddie and Natasha, which wasn't really awkward until the bus started moving. And shaking. And I have the worst balance ever. I'd fall in Eddie's direction every one and half minutes or so, which was really embarassing. I kept elbowing the poor guy in the stomach lah. But he was really nice about it, saying, "It's okay, got a lot of cushion." Haha... I kept apologising to Natasha for injuring her Eddie. (I accidentally injured Eddie again later. Read on.)

And when we finally made it to Holland Village, it was drizzling. And we circled the place looking for the restaurant. Some something-"Mash" place. We actually walked right past in earlier on, failing to notice it for good reason. The place had been closed for renovation.

(At this point you must be thinking, "This is boring. How come she's saying that she had the best Wednesday evening ever?" Well, the fun stuff is coming along, please be patient.)

So we dined at the first place we passed by, this lovely lovely restaurant by the name of Foster's. It serves English fare, and has the cosiest ambience ever. You can just step inside and feel warm and fuzzy all over. And there's live music too! A gorgeous woman playing her guitar and singing soothing love songs. What's not to love?

Well, the prices. At least for me, since I'm poor. The mains are $18 and above, and a steak is like $36. But it was a special occasion to be out with friends, so it's one of those times when price isn't a priority.

Complimentary bread. It was wonderfully delicious (or maybe I was too hungry at that point).

Escargots! I've never tried them before. But since I needed to try something new for my Sociology of Food tutorial, and also because Natasha loves escargots, we ordered them. At first, I felt kind of hesitant to poke out the snail, but it's already dead, so what the hell. And after I tasted the first one, I was like, "Why have I not tried this before?" Really, once I got past the fact that they're snails, the taste and texture was pretty damn nice.

The main courses weren't too bad either. I didn't take any pictures, because we all just kind of dived straight into it when the dishes arrived. And we didn't have any dessert, because after dinner, we went to Wala Wala. Upon arrival, while closing my umbrella, it hit Eddie in the place where guys don't generally want to be hit. Ouch. (So sorry Eddie!) And moving on...

My first cocktail-drinking experience! (Not counting the time I took a sip of someone else's martini once, or the time I took a sip of someone's Sex on the Beach, which was yummy by the way.) Previously it was always Bailey's, or some mixer. No, this time I finally got to take some fancy cocktail. And no, I'm not some happening person who goes drinking all the time. Just on special occasions. Haha. So anyway, I had a White Russian first. At first, I couldn't taste the alcohol, and it felt as though I was drinking chocolate milk or something. And then by the 5TH or 6TH sip, bang, it hit me. Nice. Haha...

Natasha had a Daiquiri, which tasted so good, I ordered that as my second drink. It's wonderfully refreshing and citrus-y, especially after tasting all that cream in the White Russian. Eddie had two bottles of cider, which I tried a little of too. At first it tasted a little bit like Tiger Beer, but there's the sweet aftertaste, which made it way nicer than beer of course. The more interesting experience was to take a swig from the bottle. I was a little hesitant at first (since I'm the kind who'd pour a Bacardi Breezer into a glass and then drink through a straw), but Natasha was like, "Don't be such a lady about it", so yeah.

Oh, the live band was also quite nice. The lead singer had such a great voice (and great dimples), Natasha and I were positively seriously swayed by the music. And the guitarist looked cuter with every minute (and every sip of the cocktail). Haha...

Yeah, so that's just about what happened on Wednesday evening. It was great. Thursday was on the whole rather uneventful. I was sleepy the whole day, and was battling a headache in the eveing. Friday was fine. My day in school was painfully long, but it got better towards the end. Salsa was kind of fun, but there were too few guys. Supper was good though.

So much for talking (and thinking) about food. Long long entry today, and now I'll be off to find me some dinner. Goodnight!

Single

2008-08-31T01:03:00.003+08:00

I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here, I hope you understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now, I've got to go my own way

-from HSM2

Well I suppose that's how I feel right now.

My goodness, has it really been 3 years?

2008-08-23T13:26:00.002+08:00

For some strange reason, I decided to read my old blog entries. And it hasn't really hit me, until now, that I have become this almost completely different person. I have no idea whether or not this change is good, and it's quite confusing to say the least. The blog entries of the past were written by someone who was immature, dependent, and she seemed really stupid at times. But she was also idealistic, optimistic, and she had certain dreams.

I am not that person anymore. And the thing that really scares me?

The fact that I feel just fine about it.

Yeah I'm Still Around

2008-08-13T22:54:00.025+08:00

Yes, it's been a long long time. Sometimes I access blogger.com, and then I think, "There doesn't seem to be anything going on in my mundane little life that I can blog about," and then I log out and start playing games again.

Anyway, the future of this blog is uncertain. I may blog once in two months or something because my schedule's going to be real hectic soon, or I may blog twice a day to complain about how stressed I am. Yes, you read right. Two days into the new semester, and I am so feeling the stress. Which is really unusual considering that throughout my academic life, I'd either get stressed about one week before the examinations, or never feel the stress at all.

I must be growing up.

Anyway, most of the stress comes from me taking 6 modules this semester, 2 of which are level 3000 modules. And not forgetting, Sociology is really really really heavy in terms of the readings involved. But let's put the complaints aside for a while, because...

The birthday photos are finally here!!!

From left: Amy, Mum and me. Birthday dinner at Jack's Place. I had the lamb chops and grilled fish combo, which was quite delicious.

My lovely blackforest cake from Polar. One of my favourites. After years of the "1 big candle and X small candles", it's now 2 big candles. Convenient, but depressing in some ways.

And so we have the cake-cutting ceremony.

The following day was a little more fun: "Girls' Day Out" in honour of my birthday. We went out to New York New York at Downtown East's E!Hub. On that note, I have to say that the service at NYNY was soooo slow, and shabby at times. You'll see why later.

Jacq and Hoi perusing the menu. Sort of.

Pris and Caiyu gamely smiling for the camera.

The, ahem, "oldies", Zhenli and Frances. We're all 20 now! And 4 out of 7 of us got braces on. I'm so glad mine are off now!

Oh, and I was there too.

Cotton candy! I love cotton candy, especially big, fat tufts of all-you-can-eat cotton candy. Pris (hidden behind) loves it too, especially when it's bigger than her head. My lovely birthday cake No.2, courtesy of the equally lovely Miss Frances Huang, whose elbow is featured in this photograph as well.

Tiramisu cheesecake from Amara hotel. I didn't see the cake until the waiter brought it out, and Frances said that the cake didn't originally look like this, which means that someone in the kitchen must have dropped it and then hapzardly put the fruits back. So terrible right?

Oh well, I still like the cake. And check out Pris' expression while I'm cutting it. Is it a look of greed or envy? Or maybe she was thinking, "Hurry up lah, I want to eat the cake NOW!". We all loved the cake except for Zhenli, who is one of the pickiest eaters ever.

Group photo moment! I'm so glad I set a dress code of "fun, flirty and chic" for that day, if not the rest sure wouldn't dress up for the occasion. The average Singaporean underdresses, and I can't stand it.

After lunch, we all went to my place for some drinks and card games. And there's a spastic moment for me, posing with the balloons I blew up that morning, much to the amusement of Frances, who was like, "Who blows up balloons for their own birthday?!" Well, me.

So yeah, that's all for my birthday celebrations. But we're not at the end yet. Let's see what I received this year...

A book from Natasha, who unfortunately couldn't make it to the Girls' Day Out. I'm about halfway through the book now.

Another present from darling Natasha.

Present from my juniors. Let's see what's inside, shall we?

Ooooh! Pretty packaging and even prettier jewellery!

More jewellery. As you can tell, I'm totally an accessories person. These earrings were given by Zhenli.Sparkly pink bimbo wallet from Frances, who claimed that she thought of me when she saw it. Yeah, it's really quite me. Earlier this Tuesday, when I was in the queue to buy my textbook at the CO-OP, I saw that the girl two places in front of me had the exact same wallet, which was a bit of a kill-joy, because before that no one else around me had a wallet like this. They may have their branded wallets with LV or Guess or whatever stamped all over, those wallets don't really showcase their owners' personalities like mine does.

As you can tell, I love my new wallet. And all the other gifts. Thanks so much you guys!

And that marks the end of this post. Bonnuit.

Things in Life

2008-07-07T01:08:00.002+08:00

Just a quick late-night entry. I promise I'll put my birthday photos up really soon. I've been really busy in the day and lazy at night, so this blog's been untouched for a while. Anyway, right now I'm just thinking about what my life has come to so far. I won't deny that I do have some small regrets. Tiny things that won't get out of my head. And I just wish that I could go back in time to set things in another way. But who knows, doing that might lead to some other regrets.

I guess in this way it's fair, in that we'll never know.

Happy Birthday to Me

2008-06-07T23:37:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday to me.

Just some not-so-random emo-ness

2008-06-05T21:54:00.001+08:00

My last day of being 19.

CK can't get out of camp tomorrow.

Natasha's going to Hong Kong tomorrow morning.

Sigh.

A Gift For Baby

2008-05-28T01:56:00.006+08:00

A Gift for Baby

Ah, bonsoir. Comment allez-vous? Bien, j'espère. Okay, on with the day's topic. CK's new nephew is now in the world! I just love babies... In this sad screwed-up world of war, politics and natural disasters, a baby represents life, love, hope, innocence and the potential to make the world a better place.

Yes I am an optimist. It does seem quite rare these days.

I got a present for the little one. I feel bad that I didn't get a present for the first baby when he was born. Maybe I'll get something for him too when I visit. Maybe a Barney VCD. I can't really put my finger on Barney. On one hand he seems like this retarded purple dinosaur prancing around a fake set, but the show does promote some good values, like sharing, caring and the importance of friendship. I know I sound corny, but it's a programme for kids. Simple and corny is the way to go.

Yes yes, not very creative, I know. I'll buy something more fun on his first birthday.

I may not look it, but I'm happy with my purchase. (This really is another excuse for another one of my many random and meaningless fierce-glare photographs.)

Me being a little silly. Okay, me being very silly. Out of somewhere my maternal instincts called out to me. I'll have to put those on hold for a while more, like maybe five, six years. Yeah, and my room has plenty of pink in it. You can tell that the drawers behind me are white and pink, the curtains are pink, and the material covering the ledge is also pink. And that's just what you can see in the picture. One day, when I finally get my whole room nice and tidy, I'll take a picture of it. It's very pink when it's not covered with my... er... "creative genius" mess.

Oh well, it will have to wait for another day, another time. Now it's bedtime. Bonnuit, people, and sweet dreams.

Fish Hook

2008-05-25T00:38:00.003+08:00

Some updates on life

Just finished Wuthering Heights. It's quite nice a novel, and really different from the movie. I'd still prefer the movie, but every now and then I like to read. I learnt on the radio this afternoon that reading burns more calories than watching television. So it's just as well that I have just begun to read Vanity Fair. Still have yet to bake cookies, but I've got the ingredients already, I just need the... motivation. Check with me again next year.

Oh, I got a job too. Starting in June.

I tell you, something weird and stupid happened to me today. My mum and I were on our way to the kopitiam for dinner at around 8pm. So while walking on the sidewalk, I accidentally stepped on what I thought was a thin piece of wire, and felt something pierce me, somewhere a little above my right ankle.

Me: Aaaaahhhh!
Mum: What? Got lizard ar? Just walk away lah!
Me: No no no. There's something piercing my leg.
Mum: Huh? (Walks closer) Eee... got fishing hook. (Procedes to pull it out)

A fishing hook! What the hell was a fishing hook doing on the sidewalk? Booby trapping someone? Argh... Who knows what germs were lurking on that hook. Miraculously, there was no bleeding, but all throughout dinner I was staring at a little hole in my leg. When I got home, I got some antiseptic liquid, and proceded with a germ-killing spree (to my best efforts, since I can't see germs).

Never in my life would I ever expect to be caught on a fishing hook. Maybe I should reconsider my pufferfish nickname. There's more to a name than we think.

Acquired Taste

2008-05-15T02:04:00.002+08:00

I've yet to find a job or make tiramisu, but on the bright side, I'm about halfway through Wuthering Heights. Natasha's right - the characters are indeed irritating. The movie is probably better. Only $12.90 at HMV, starring the divine Juliette Binoche and Ralph Fiennes, looking his handsomest in this movie. Whoever knew that the man who plays Voldermort was once such a hunk?

Nevertheless, it's quite a classic Gothic novel, and I do miss reading these old-fashioned stories. Yeah, you probably think I'm weird. I just don't belong to the norm sometimes, okay? I'm just such an old soul. I love old movies and old songs. They have such a charm about them...

And so yeah, I'm not weird. I'm an acquired taste.

Well, pardon my left-of-centre rantings. It's past 2AM, I'm not quite sleepy, since I had a little coffee just now, but I'm not quite awake either.

Okay, so way back to me not getting a job yet. Hmm... What should I do? I haven't had any email replies yet, and I've made a couple of calls. I guess I'll look through tomorrow's Classifieds again.

Oh, and the dance classes were fun. Tiring like nothing else, and probably the only sport involving high heels (my poor feet), but fun.

Alright, I better sleep now, or else I'll won't be able to wake up in time to buy the Straits Times before it's sold out. Bonnuit, people.

Shopping

2008-05-09T23:06:00.006+08:00

And... The examinations are finally over!

Went shopping with Natasha today. But being two aunties/housewives-to-be, you don't suppose we'd be shopping at Orchard is it? So where would we shop? We shopped at IKEA, Courts and Giant. Major auntie hangout! Haha...

We lingered for quite a while around the section of Giant selling toys. A lot of nice cheap made-in-China toys!

There's the usual doctor toys. When my kids reach the toy-playing age, I'll get a set, along with other occupation-based toys, like mechanic, photographer, scientist, sociologist (kidding), teacher, plus some dress-up/make-up toys. So looking forward to it. Oh and there's one more occupation-based toy that I didn't expect...

Just in case all else fails, your child will have some cleaning skills to make ends meet. (That's Natasha posing with the toy, not that you could tell since the only thing I managed to get from the camera-shy woman are her eyebrows, forehead and one hand.) Cute PINK-coloured toy (are they trying to send a subliminal message or what?), includes broom, dustpan, mop, pail and cleaner's trolley. Sad-looking kid sold separately.

Do you see anything wrong in this picture? You don't? Look more closely. Still cannot? Let me zoom in for you.

Oh goodness! What on earth?

Yeah, so anyway it was an eventful day. I bought quite a lot of food, and Natasha got her hair-dryer from Courts. Then we dined at IKEA, meatballs and chocolate mousse, and some salad thing. (Wah I'm like doing free advertorial here lah.)

I'm going for my first dance class of the holidays this Monday! Quickstep! Quite looking forward to it. I'll tell you all more after the class. Until then, I'll be watching a lot of TV and playing games. Au revoir!

To-Do List for the Vacation

2008-04-26T00:06:00.002+08:00

Exams! Again! So soon! Help!

As a little thing on the side, I thought I'd come up with a little to-do list for the vacation. Yep, typical of me.

1. Get a job
2. Learn to make tiramisu
3. Read Wuthering Heights
4. Play Maple

That's all for now. I'll probably just achieve No.1, but who knows?

Dream a Little Dream

2008-04-17T09:42:00.002+08:00

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

...

Just brimming with emotions at this point. Maybe it's the hormones. Well, in any case, I'm just dreaming about dreams right now. I wonder how many of my dreams can come true in this life. It's quite scary, to realise that one's life could be over before any of those dreams could come true.

But for now, I'll just dream...

Birthdays after birthdays

2008-04-14T23:00:00.004+08:00

Well I just watched "Last Holiday". It was good. Come to think about it, I always say that. When was the last time I said that something was terrible? Let's see what movie I didn't like... Oh oh oh, "Bratz the movie". I hated the misrepresentation of ethnicity in that movie. The actresses who portrayed the Asian and Latina characters were anything but Asian and Latina respectively. It's not racism that Asian actress should play Asian character, but when you put an angmoh in the role, it's called insensitivity. And maybe blindness.

And yes as usual I digress.

"Last Holiday"! What would you do if you found out you had only 3 weeks left to live?

A friend of mine celebrated his 20TH birthday yesterday. Well, sort of "celebrated" to the best possible extent when one is stuck in army camp. Anyway it got me quite emotional, because it means that my birthday is shortly after. Then I'm going to be 20. That's old.

Forget 3 weeks! My gosh, 60 years doesn't seem to be enough for me to do what I want to do! In my mental birthday calendar, it's like, okay, now his birthday is over, next is Frances' birthday, then mine, then it'll be another friend's birthday, then it'll be my mum's birthday, then blah blah blah, then it'll be CK's birthday, and so on, and soon it'll be my birthday again. And we're going to go on and on and on and on until we all stop having birthdays, i.e. die.

It's a scary thought, okay. And you know what? I'm not going to wait until I have 3 weeks left to live before I decide to do something about my life. I'm not the kind to deprive myself of the good things in life (I eat more than enough chocolate to know that), but there seems to be something more out there. Somewhere out there, there are things to be done, eaten (well why not?), felt, seen, heard, loved and lived.

I'd love to fly to Paris this instant, but I've got school tomorrow. So in the meantime, I could do something about the other things in my life. For starters, I'm going to conduct an online search to see what jobs there are out there. Frankly, I'm getting tired of saying "I don't know" everytime someone asks me what I'd like to be in the future. Time to act upon it.

The Cat and the Coffin

2008-04-14T20:41:00.002+08:00

I had a little disagreement with CK a while ago. He's apparently urging the scientist-type people to experiment whether or not things happen if/when a cat jumps over a coffin. Not an empty coffin of course, but one with a dead person lying inside. (If not what's the point?) And yeah, he's not going to do it, because he's afraid that the dead person might rise, and that really wouldn't be a good thing.

Okay, previously I typed "if/when" because it probably wouldn't happen. Funerals can get quite crowded, and which stray cat is going to wander near? And people usually don't bring their pets to funerals. And the coffin is usually quite high (from the cat's point of view). I know cats can jump quite high, but they usually wouldn't bother unless there's food or something. Point is, it's not going to happen.

Also, no one is going to conduct such an experiment. Because we all know that nothing is going to happen, so why bother? It's like me stabbing myself in the heart with a really sharp knife during an experiment to see if I'll really die from it.

So as I was saying, not going to happen.

While we're still on this morbid topic, let me ask this question: what would you do if you just found out that you only have 3 weeks left to live? Well, now I'm off to see what Queen Latifah would do in "Last Holiday", while I go have my dinner. Later!

P.S. I'm not being disrespectful to the dead or anything. In fact, I respect them enough to know that nothing in the world, least of all cats, can disturb them from their peaceful eternal slumber.

Girly Girl

2008-03-18T20:50:00.005+08:00

Everyone has their guilty pleasures. What's yours, baby?

My guilty pleasures... I have too many, I can't even begin to feel guilty about them. Haha... But if I have to name one, it would be... the glorious world of magazines.

I love, love, love magazines! And I keep buying so many, such that right now I have 3 that I have yet to read. I finished girlfriend not too long ago (it's an Australian mag that's really fabulous - they love Zac Efron as much as I do), and I just started a little on Cosmopolitan (Australian edition). And there's CLEO, my reading staple, which I'll probably read next week. The other magazines I only buy if I like the cover, so when I saw Vanessa Hudgens, I had to totally buy the mag pronto.

I know. I feel so unlike myself today, with my super girly + bimbo post. Some of you are probably rolling your eyes right now, thinking that I am a girly bimbo to begin with. But I'm usually just your average wallflower with some brains inside.

Anyway, it's so therapeutic! I feel so happy with all these pink magazines lying on my bed right now. My mum's always commenting that if I were even half as enthusiastic when it comes to studying, I'd get straight As. Hahaha...

Oh well, on the subjects of girly stuff and guilty pleasures, the SEX AND THE CITY movie is finally coming!!! I was so crazy about the TV series, and so right now I'm totally walking on air while early waiting in anticipation. Go watch the trailer. You'll see why I'm getting all light-headed, even without the Cosmopolitans.

Okay, time to snap out of girly girl mode and into something more neutral, like... sleep mode. Hahaha... Yep, c'est tout, darlings. Au revoir!

From Russia With Love

2008-03-04T22:19:00.003+08:00

I want to go to Russia!

NUS Choir will be going to St. Petersburg, Russia this June for a competition. Sans moi. Why? Because I'm poor. $2757.60! Plus there'll be bits of this and that, and also food expenses. So let's round it up to $2800.

$2800! Where to get the money? Can work lah, but I barely have time to sleep, so it really isn't logical to want to torture myself any further. And it really isn't fair to demand any of my parents to fork out money for something that isn't a necessity, especially in hard times like these. Prices are rising somewhat scandalously nowadays okay!

Bah!

Sigh.

50 Cent on New President

2008-02-27T23:19:00.003+08:00

Usually, I don't take much interest in politics, but this year's US presidential elections is rather interesting. From the looks of it, it may be either a black president or a female president, and either way I think it's great.

Earlier today, I was watching TRL (that's Total Request Live, for you people who've never come across MTV), and they showed this interview of 50 Cent. Usually I wouldn't pay much attention, since I'm not really a big fan of hip-hop or anything. But this interview was about him talking about who he's voting for. I can't really remember it word for word, but the gist of it is there. And so here we go:

50 Cent: I'm voting for Hilary.

Interviewer: Why is that?

50 Cent: I think she's going to do a good job.

(Interview goes on. I forgot the segment here, but it's not the most important bit.)

...

Interviewer: Thank you, Mr Cent, for agreeing to this interview. (Mr Cent? Mr Cent???)

50 Cent: I don't think America is ready for a black president yet. I think they might kill him.

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Hahahahaha... Most entertaining bit of TV I've had in a while.

Disappointed

2008-02-24T22:23:00.002+08:00

People can really let you down sometimes.

I don't want to play mind games, I don't want to bother with logic traps, I seriously don't want to care. I am at this point whereby I cannot afford to compromise anymore. If I can try my best to see things from your perspective, why can't you try to see things my way for once?

Sometimes I wonder how I can put up with certain things, or certain people for so long. Time and again, I tell myself not to come into contact with so-and-so, because he is a jerk who has absolutely no respect for my feelings. But somehow I will just forget. Maybe forgive. Sometimes, it's hard to make a distinction. On account of some mutual friends, I think, "Never mind, it won't happen again, " even though I can see it coming. So we come into contact again. We more or less get along. Until he hurts my feelings again. I openly show my anger, but the hurt that I feel is something that gradually creeps up later on. And then I'll just feel really upset.

Just to clear the confusion a little, the three paragraphs are seperate entities, entailing different stories altogether.

Finally!

2008-02-09T00:30:00.000+08:00

Finally! After months of waiting, I'm at long last able to blog again! Time to blow off the virtual dust that's been settling here, and dive straight into business!

Naturally, I'd like to start things with: HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR TO ALL!!! Or, I could say, "Joyeux Nouvel An Lunaire," except I'd do a really bad job at pronouncing it. I'm learning French in school now, and it's just so interesting and headache-inducing at the same time.

Pictures!

Went over to my aunt's place at JB yesterday. From left: Amy (my sister), Stephanie (my cousin), Kelly (my cousin) and me. With that hair, Kelly kind of resembles the lead actress from "Coffee Prince", which I haven't had the chance to watch. Is the VCD out yet?

Me, Grandma and Amy. I'm so happy now that my braces are finally finally off!

And some overdue pictures:

CK's 19TH birthday party was held at my place, organised by moi, of course. Check out the Doraemon cake!

The cake-cutting ceremony. This would have been a much nicer picture sans Gracelyn. Haha... Just kidding!

CK and me (and a headless Gracelyn in the background.)

Everybody! Top row from left: Vanessa, Evelyn, Silas, Dahong, Gracelyn, Danny, Zoe. Bottom row from left: Me, CK, Zhen Bin. Check out their two-toned foreheads! That's what you get when you don't use sunblock/sunscreen! And my hair used to be so long! I miss it so much!

Ok that's it for now! I've got a long day tomorrow. Mahjong and card games at CK's house with some friends. Au revoir, everyone, and a bientot!

Quick Blog

2007-11-07T11:30:00.000+08:00

Just a quick post before I rush off to school. Last post was the 200th, so this is no.201. Random fact.

Exams in 3 weeks! And the stress comes again!

Okay, until next time,

Chelle.

PMS

2007-10-03T22:40:00.000+08:00

The other day, CK commented that I sound quite arrogant on my blog. Do I really? I don't mean to. I am aware that I often sound quite PMS-ish, but this is something new entirely. So I'm sorry if I somehow offended you or irritated you.

Sigh, school is really becoming more stressful now. There are the projects, assignments, tests... And every deadline is inching closer and closer. Plus, I have so many readings that I haven't done, and the workload just accumulates week after week after week. I'm trying to catch up a little, but it really is only a little.

And my desk is this complete mess. Random piles of papers and books everywhere.

I really have to stop procrastinating, but I can't seem to start taking action. Really hope that this won't be O'Levels and A'Levels all over again, when at the end of it I really regret slacking and wish that I had studied harder. I am actually quite lucky to get into a university, and should make the most out of it.

Any advice?

Life in University

2007-09-17T00:52:00.000+08:00

As usual, it's been more than a month since I last left my cyber fingerprints on this blog. In fact, I think no one reads this blog anymore. And I have no one to blame but... me. Sad.

The Korea trip? I've given up on blogging about it. Maybe, maybe sometime in the holidays, when I have more free time, I'll finally complete it. But until then...

Oh God, I've blogged so few entries this year, I'm starting to forget how to do it. What am I supposed to blog about now? My life? The more I think about it, the more I feel that blogging is a very strange thing to do. I'm not a celebrity (yet), I'm just some random girl who goes to school on some days, and shopping on other days, and I'm certainly not about to post any scandalous photos about myself in the near future, or at all, for that matter. What is it in my life that could possibly interest you, oh noble reader?

(Random note: "Oh Lord have mercy on my soul, for I have walked a sinful road..." my speakers are blasting away. Heh, you might suddenly want to label me as a religious somebody who listens to religious songs all the time or something, but this is a Christina Aguilera song. Who knew? But this song really rocks. Should the Earth move in a different way, and I finally master a little more technology, I'll upload these great songs onto the blog for your listening pleasure.)

Well, some of you probably already know that yours truly is dragging her ass to NUS as an undergrad. I don't mean to sound ungrateful, because I really am quite grateful to be educated. But the place is SO FREAKING FAR. I'm not going to tell you where I stay, but it's a pretty damn long distance I have to travel. The fact that I stay in hall (hostel, for those of you who don't know the lingo) isn't that significant, because I don't stay there that often. Why not? When there's a nice home to go to, you wouldn't want to stick around in a run-down corner with cockroaches and stray cats and funny smells.

Eh... on to slightly more cheerful stuff. I'm currently in FASS, doing Sociology (which I plan to major in), CNM (Communications and New Media), Philosophy and Theatre Studies. And I'm in NUS Choir (no surprises there). So, in between juggling school, choir and sanity, there's very little time to blog. Actually there would have been more, but I'd much rather sleep, read CLEO, watch TV or re-organise my collection of thongs, corsets and boxers.

Kidding about my collection. School's making me too poor to start said collection. And I don't have a boxers fetish anyway.

Yeah, my sense of humour has somewhat been a little more twisted since I last blogged. I don't know why. Maybe it's time. Maybe it's school. Maybe it's the suspected tumour. Argh... there it goes my twisted sense of humour is going at it again!

It must be a symptom of a desperate lack of sleep. Allow me to prescribe myself the remedy now. But before I drift off to a lovely slumber, goodnight to all.

Korea Pt 2

2007-08-14T14:45:00.000+08:00

KOREA (Part 2)

Hello, sorry for the long long absence again. I've been busy with loads of paperwork, and lately all those orientation things. I'd blog about those, except I need to complete the entries about Korea first. Haha...

After the War Memorial, we went shopping!

Well I got to hand it to them, to get a supposedly big word "PHILOSOPHY" right, and get "BRAND" wrong.

Mmm... Three storeys of coffee heaven... Anyone wants to go Korea?

Shopping in Korea is quite diverse. Most shops are quite expensive, but I found a gem where the clothes were going as low as S$1.60. So shiok, right? Anyway, after a little shopping, we took a little domestic flight and went to Jeju Island! Jeju is very pretty. It's like the Hawaii of Korea. Do you want to know more? Well, you'll have to wait for the next entry. Hahaha... Stay tuned!

Korea

2007-07-24T23:30:00.000+08:00

KOREA!

Sorry it took me so long to finally get to this. 337 photos were taken in Korea, so you can imagine that it wasn't really motivating a sloth like me to get started. Then of course I realised that not all, maybe not even half the photos would be posted. Which leaves us with about 168.5 photos, which isn't very encouraging either.

But whatever, I'm here now.

First stop: War Memorium, Seoul.

Pretty pretty scenery.

I shot this because this line really said something to me. Very thought-provoking.

It's like Singapore Discovery Centre, with all the jets and tanks. And that's my mum, who didn't know that she's in the shot.

Do you have any idea how cold it is? Summer some more leh! Siao then winter how?

I even had to seek refuge in a phone booth. No kidding.

When we're given too much time to stick around a bunch of army stuff that doesn't work anymore, boredom inevitably happens.

Vending machines make a very pretty backdrop for random pictures.

And you thought I was crazy? Check out these two. Maybe it runs in the family.

And... the madness continues as we take a look at the statues.

The statue's expression is super funny!

But you can always expect the humans to outshine the statues.

Okay enough of madness! We're leaving! But where to? Well, you'll know soon. Stay tuned!

To be continued...

Happy 19th Birthday to Me

2007-07-11T22:51:00.000+08:00

A happy very, very belated 19th birthday to me.

19. What an odd age. I prefer 18, if you ask me. 16 is nice too. Heck, I'll even settle for 17. Anything but the number that signals the impending arrival of the big 2-0. Does anyone knows what this means? After this year, the first digit of my age won't be 1 anymore. Not until I turn 100 anyway.

Oh goodness I feel so old...

But on the bright side, there's the celebration. Celebrations, actually.

There's nothing like getting onto a thrill ride to scream your head off and temporarily distract yourself from your age. Escape Theme Park is a pathetic little thing, but it's the only thing that this country has. Until the IR comes around in a few years, that is. There're going to be amusement parks in the IR, right next to (or in between or outside) the casinos right? Can't wait.

After being thrown upside down and all over by the ride. I wasn't thinking clearly after the ride, so excuse me for acting cute with the V-sign and all.

And hey, it's the... eyebag brigade. All of us have such heavy eyebags! Or is it just the lighting or the camera? Or is this proof that the average Singaporean youth doesn't get enough sleep? In any case, from left: Zhenbin, Zoe, Me, CK.

Zoe and me.

Me and Mr. Botak.

After Escape, we went for dinner, and Danny (Zoe's guy) joined us. He would have joined us for the Escape outing, but he got confined. Oh well. After dinner, we all went to my place for cake, games, drinks and chit-chat. In case you're wondering what's written on the cake, it says "Happy 19TH Birthday to Chelle".

And I thought I was getting tanned.

On my actual birthday, which is the 6th, I celebrated at my workplace. I'm not sure whether it's legal to post pictures of the children here. But it wouldn't be nice. If I were a parent, I wouldn't want my child's picture to show up on some blog that I don't know of. And so... there's only the pictures where it's just me.

Two chocolate cakes within only a few days! All that sugar... oh gosh.

So many candles... what a hassle. At least next year I'll have just two candles.

And since we're on the subject of birthdays, guess who also had two candles on their birthday cake? Maple! Yeah, it's Maple's 2nd anniversary, and even though I haven't played for ages, I still like it.

From left: Danny, Zoe, CK, me. We went to Suntec to take a look at the celebrations. Exciting enough, but only if you're a 10-year-old. So you can imagine how thrilled we were. We stayed to watch the cake-cutting ceremony, check out the lame games, and then we left to go to... Max Brenner's Chocolate Bar! It's this really really really nice chocolate place at the Esplanade. The fondue and the suckao... heavenly. Must try!

Okay... so this wraps up the Birthday Issue. Next up: Korea! Stay tuned!

Bintan Trip

2007-07-01T12:04:00.000+08:00

Anybody missed me?

Oh goodness, I can't believe I haven't blogged for the whole of June! And so many things happened, the two most exciting being my birthday and the Korea trip, of course. To make up for my long long absence, there'll be plenty of pictures.

Before all that, here are the long overdue photos of the Bintan trip!

Stayed at the Angsana Resort. This was the welcome drink. I don't even know what it is, but it tasted great. Had a lovely lemon-y fragrance to it.

The view from the balcony was, needless to say, fabulous.

Isn't everything just so clean and green? Like Singapore, only without the crowds who will ultimately produce a horrible lot of litter at the end of the day.

Well, but be warned. In a resort like this, you'll be mingling with the various elements of Mother Nature. And it's not a lizard you're looking at. It's a freaking iguana, or whatever you call it, about the length of my leg, maybe longer. This huge thing walks freely among the greenery surrounding the pool. That said, the pool itself is very nice.

The picture didn't capture it, but I'm standing in the shallow part of the pool. And the fountain is very shiok!

Do you really think that I'd get all the way to Bintan without hitting the beach? Let me tell you, the sand is fine, fine, fine...

I'll have my drink on the rocks.

Pasar Ole Ole, which is a tiny shopping village where they sell souvenirs at ridiculously expensive prices.

Unfortunately, the only things we could consume without being charged extra were the coffee and tea.

I just adore miniature bottles of alcohol. They look so cute and innocent.

And with that, wraps up the entry about the Bintan trip. Stay tuned for the entry about my birthday celebrations!

Whirlwind

2007-05-31T20:59:00.000+08:00

The Whirlwind Called Life

So sorry yet again, for having this really huge gap in between my entries. I've just been so drained from working, and there's rarely time for anything else. So thank goodness for the occasional public holiday to temporarily recharge.

So what's new this time? This morning, CK and I went to catch "Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End". It's good, though a bit of a drag at times. And if you have not watched it but plan to, note that there's a bit left after the credits. It's somewhat a conclusion, and worth every second of sitting through the boring credits.

I've watched a bunch of Orlando Bloom movies, like the LOTR trilogy, Troy, Kingdom of Heaven, and The Calcium Kid. But I have to say that I like him best in this movie.

Oh, and I'm going to be 19 soon! It's scary, really. I've sadly watched my childhood drift by, and now, it'll be my adolescence. And soon I'll be making that awkward and reluctant shift into adulthood. In a way, this journey has already begun the first few steps.

On the bright side of things, I'll be flying to KOREA! For one week I'll be in the home of kimchi, Rain, Bae Yong Jun (or something like that), Princess Hours, and the very pretty Miss Korea! The trip will commence on 6 June, which is my birthday! If any of you like Kimchi, I'll try to bring some back.

So excited! Which reminds me, I have to pack now. Ciao!

2007-05-26T00:40:00.000+08:00

I AM A HALF-GRYFFINDOR, HALF-RAVENCLAW

GRYFFINDOR:
[x] You've never done drugs
[x] You have a lot of friends
[ ] You get along with everyone
[ ] You haven't made fun of someone for at least two months
[ ] You love soccer
[ ] You love baseball/softball
[x] You're into writing and art
[x] Favorite music genre is pop rock
[x] You believe in "innocent until proven guilty" theory
[x] Abortion is wrong
[x] The war against Iraq is unneeded
[x] One of your favorite colors is red or gold
[ ] Good grades at school
[x] One of the worst things you can do is lie
[x] You plan on going to university
TOTAL:10

HUFFLEPUFF:
[x] You're content with mostly everything in your life right now.
[x] You laugh a lot.
[ ] You like to follow trends.
[x] Politics suck.
[ ] You love to swim
[ ] Water polo is awesome
[x] Pink is one of your favorite colors
[ ] Black is morbid & depressing
[x] Michael Jackson is talented as a musical artist
[x] You're an optimist.
[ ] You're completely straight-edge.
[x] You're very emotional.
[ ] Rap, R&B, & hip-hop is your favorite music genre
[ ] You don't believe in going steadyat a young age
[ ] You've made fun of at least one person this week.
TOTAL: 7

RAVENCLAW:
[ ] You're depressed to a certain extent.
[x] You love to read.
[x] You appreciate theatre & arts.
[ ] Sports suck.
[x] You're shy.
[ ] Bush is trying his hardest.
[x] You've been in love before.
[x] You're very smart.
[x] Hate is completely unneeded.
[x] Loyalty is the MOST important thing in a relationship
[ ] Emo/screamo/indie is one of your favorite genre of music.
[x] Every once in awhile you have little anger outbursts.
[x] Lying is sometimes okay
[x] Red is one of your favorite colors.
[ ] Serious is better than funny.
TOTAL: 10

SLYTHERIN:
[ ] There's at least one person you hate.
[ ] Basketball is a good sport.
[ ] Football is amazing.
[x] Black is a cool color.
[x] You've lied about something serious.
[x] You're a very deep person.
[ ] You have considered suicide.
[x] Very loyal.
[ ] Favorite music genre is metal.
[ ] They make school seem more important than it is.
[x] You're scared to grow up.
[ ] You've done drugs in the past month.
[ ] Anger is one of your primary feelings.
[ ] You have trust issues.
[ ] Guilty until proven innocent.
TOTAL: 5

REPOST WITH: I AM A "____" (fill the blanks with the most you get).

Whatever. I got this from CK's blog.

Things

2007-05-05T17:54:00.000+08:00

CK's gone away again, and I'm still busy with work. And I haven't really been feeling inspired lately, so I don't know what to type here. Well, when CK was on this island, we went to some tiny unknown pub with his NS friends. Drank some Martell, and the noob CK got a little drunk. Me? I stayed sober. Primarily because I wasn't too crazy about the drink, so it was only 2 glasses.

Just been listening to Christina Aguilera's "Back to Basics". She's my idol! There's a song on the album which could be appropriate for Mother's Day, titled "Oh Mother". Unfortunately I don't know how to put the song here, so it's just the lyrics.

Oh Mother

She was so young with such innocent eyes

She always dreamt of a fairytale life
And all the things that your money can't buy

She thought that he was a wonderful guy

Then suddenly, things seemed to change

It was the moment she took on his name

He took his anger out on her face

She kept all of her pain locked away

Oh mother, we're stronger
From all of the tears you have shed

Oh mother, don't look back

Cause he'll never hurt us again

So mother, I thank you

For all that you've done and still do

You got me, I got you

Together we always pull through

We always pull through

Oh mother, oh mother, oh mother

It was the day that he turned on his kids
That she knew she just had to leave him

So many voices inside of her head

Saying over and over and over,"You deserve much more than this."

She was so sick of believing the lies and trying to hide

Covering the cuts and bruises

So tired of defending her life, she could have died

Fighting for the lives of her children

Oh mother, we're stronger

From all of the tears you have shed

Oh mother, don't look back

Cause he'll never hurt us again

So mother, I thank you

For all that you've done and still do

You got me, I got you

Together we always pull through

We always pull through

We always pull through
Oh mother, oh mother, oh mother

All of your life you have spent

Burying hurt and regret

But mama, he'll never touch us again

For everytime he tried to break you down

Just remember who's still around

It's over, and we're stronger

And we'll never have to go back again

Oh mother, we're stronger

From all of the tears you have shed

Oh mother, don't look back

Cause he'll never hurt us again

So mother, I thank you

For all that you've done and still do

You got me, I got you

Together we always pull through

We always pull through

I love you mom

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Yeah, it's quite dark, but it could be my kind of song, because I can relate to it. And to my mum, even though you won't read my blog, I still want to tell you that I love you.

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Well, to talk about the brighter things in life, I got more of those studio photos! Here's another one:

The hair makes me look kinda old, but I can't help but love curls! It's really fun to walk around with nice bouncy curls. Haha... And yeah, with the wonders of Photoshop, my braces are gone! Pretty cool... A preview of what my teeth will probably look like after the braces are removed.

Argh, I cannot stand Photoshop! Now I'm so envious of my photo, wishing that in reality, I won't have dark eye circles or zits. I won't lament the braces, since they're coming off soon. At least I'll be a wee bit prettier then.

Yeah I'm rather vain, and as much as it bothers me, I can't stop. So we'll just have to bear with it. Haha... Oh yeah, while we're on the subject on vanity, I'll blog about something that I realised recently.

You know that some people have got weight issues. Not the kind of overweight-for-real issue, but some who aren't fat but think they are, hence they go on crazy, unnecesary diets. As for me, I've got a height issue. I have feel-short days. I don't like wearing flats because I feel short in them. I know I'm not short (1.67m is quite average), but I feel short. And while having a really tall boyfriend gives that "sense of security", it also makes me feel even shorter.

But this is quite harmless lah. I've got a few pairs of stilettos, but thankfully I'm sane enough to wear them only on occasion. Been thinking about getting wedges. Oh well.

Weekends seem to be passing so quickly! Saturday is almost gone, and I won't be free on Sunday. Goodness, how will I be getting any rest at this rate? Looking forward to July, which is when the summer is in full blast, and I'll be having a nice long holiday. Wheee!

CK is coming back soon!

2007-04-25T20:56:00.000+08:00

Oh, joy of joys, my beloved CK is booking out tomorrow! And on Friday, we are going out for drinks with his newfound friends. Well I hope I will like his new friends from NS. And I hope that they will talk about something outside of NS!

I'm so mean right? I know I'm supposed to be this sweet, patient girlfriend listening to every single NS story, and being genuinely interested. But honestly, I'm not going to understand a bit of it. Sure, there'll be initial curiosity, but if I catch no balls, chances are that I'll tune out.

Oh well, let's hope for the best. Anyway, CK's booking out for the first time, so I haven't seen him with no hair. Hope I can recognise him tomorrow. I wonder if the bald look suits him. I quite like that kind of look, but not everyone can carry it off.

There are the kind of guys who have really strong handsome features, a logical thing to do would be to shave off their hair so that nothing distracts the viewer from the face. Then there are the kind of guys who are rather pretty, and longish curls suit them quite well. But the hair should frame the face, not hide the face a la Paul Twohill.

Then there are the kind of guys who don't look too good, and need the help of a good hairstyle to make them look better. A few days ago, I was walking towards the bus stop, to take the bus to work. From a distance I saw this guy sitting at the bus stop and I was thinking to myself, "His hair is quite shuai, if the face matches up, then I'll have a bit of eye candy while waiting for the bus."

Then as I walked nearer, I saw the guy's face and felt... somewhat repulsed. So now we know that the face does not match up to the hair.

Told you I'm mean. Haha. Okay lah, I'm only mean once in a while, and this is really some random thing that just popped into my head. I'm so bored, and you can't hold that against me.

Oh, whatever, I have to sign off now. I've been using the computer for about 9 hours, and am starting to fear that it might overheat. And my poor eyes are strained, once again.

Au revoir, darlings. Will keep you posted about the next few days with CK!

Alive! Again.

2007-04-19T21:48:00.001+08:00

Hello hello! I know I've been missing for some time. It's just that after my trip, I plunged straight into work, and that's the factor draining energy out of me. So between work, sleep, meals and going out, there's very little free time to use the computer, much less blog. Of course, the rediscovery of Sims 2 doesn't help.

And I'm still only level 50 for Maple. Rawr. What to do? Most of the time, the only thing on my mind when I come home is sleep. On weekends I have stuff on. I don't know which drains me out more, work or going out.

So anyway, I'm back, finally. But frankly there doesn't seem to be much to blog about. Well my life is currently going through a phase of being boring. Work is fun, but somewhat routinely. So not much interesting stuff going on. I do have a photo though...

Here's one of the studio photos taken in Penang. It makes me want to purchase Photoshop and edit all my photos. Haha... But in my defence I'll say that my features were untouched, so my face is originally like this okay? The main difference is that in the photo my skin is flawless. Sigh. I'll give just about anything to have flawless skin in real life.

There're more photos, but I don't have them yet. I have only one more, but that's a hard copy. I'll wait till I get the soft copy, and then upload it here. I'm damn narcissistic, but I can't help it! Haha...

Until then, who know when I'm going to blog again. Maybe when my army boy comes out next week and there's some excitement in my life. So until then, it's au revoir, darlings.

Alive!

2007-03-27T23:28:00.000+08:00

Yes, I'm still alive! Sorry I haven't updated for the longest time. It's been a while since my return from Penang, which I will blog about in detail when I get pictures. Since then, I've been busy bumming around. Haha... Well, I got a new job at another childcare centre, and I'll begin work in April.

Some days ago I was planning to change the blogskin, since it's been a long time since the last change. But then I'll spend hours editing this and that and whatnot, and I got discouraged. So anyway I've been rotting in front of the TV. There's the usual "Desperate Housewives", "Ugly Betty", "Friends" (re-runs), and now there's "Amazing Race: All Star".

And I've picked up mapling again. I have got to get out of "noobness", though I suspect that it may be something I'll carry with me even to level 100 (if I can even get there).

Oh and I'm going overseas again. Ah... a jetsetter's lifestyle. Haha... who am I kidding here, it's only Malaysia. Still, gotta pack! Soon I'll be back here again, unpacking and telling tales of travel. Until then, ciao!

So many things going on!

2007-03-13T02:32:00.000+08:00

Goodness, I haven't blogged for the longest time. I haven't been online for days on end. I just switch on the computer every now and then for a spell, to find 20-something emails, half of which is pure junk.

I have lost interest in mapling for quite awhile now, which is good timing because I heard that there's this apparent "rollback".

So what have I been doing? Not much, besides playing the piano and reading. I know, that's so prim-and-proper-ish and... ladylike. But I like being ladylike once in a while. These days, it's such a rare thing and hence I like it all the more.

Oh, I wish that I can be all gentle and soft-spoken and everything all the time. CK's always telling me that I'm bullying him with my hot temper. Anyway there you go: a living testament proving that men prefer the soft type of women.

But it's so difficult to be like that all the time. Of course it's really easy when I'm in a good mood, but even then, I can't be that kind of girl with beguiling fragility. My self-esteem is a bit too healthy, so I guess I may come across as being strong and proud or something like that. Which makes you wonder what I'm like when I'm not in a good mood.

Hey, I actually like flying into a fiery rage occasionally. Not that I deliberately find something to be angry about. A lot of things in this world make me angry enough as it is. And when I do get angry, it's sure a whole lot healthier to scream it out then to bottle it up inside, the way some silly people do.

Yes, yes, I am aware that sometimes I just appear absolutely off-whatever-it-is. But mind you, I haven't all the time in the world to be politically correct or hypocritical.

Speaking of hypocritical, Avril Lavigne is now all blonde and girly and pop. And she calls herself a rock chick. Now she's dancing in her too-tight T-shirt and fishnet stockings. Nevertheless, her new song is really catchy! Here are the lyrics:

Girlfriend

[Chorus]

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I don't like your girlfriend!

No way! No way!

I think you need a new one

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I could be your girlfriend

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I know that you like me

No way! No way!

No it's not a secret

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I want to be your girlfriend

[Verse 1]

You're so fine

I want you mine
You're so delicious
I think about ya all the time

You're so addictive

Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright?

Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious

And Hell Yeah

I'm the motherfucking princess

I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right

[Bridge]

She's like so whatever

You could do so much better

I think we should get together now

And that's what everyone's talking about!

[Chorus]

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!

I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
No it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend

[Verse 2]

I can see the way, I see the way you look at me

And even when you look away I know you think of me

I know you talk about me all the time again and again

So come over here, tell me what I want to hear

Better yet make your girlfriend disappear

I don't want to hear you say her name ever again

(And again and again and again!)

[Bridge]
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!

[Chorus]

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!

[Rap]

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger

Cause I can, cause I can do it better

There's no other

So when's it gonna sink in?

She's so stupid

What the hell were you thinking?!

[repeat]

[Chorus (repeat)]

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Yep, so that's it. I like this song a lot. I'm going to screech this out when it comes out in KBox or some other karaoke place. Give them, 10 years. The English songlist is seriously behind the times.

What's not ladylike about my behaviour these days, is that I've been spending scandalously long hours watching TV. I'm watching "Ugly Betty", which isn't half-bad, just shallow, but I don't expect much from a comedy so it's entertaining enough. One of my favourite shows "Desperate Housewives" is back, and I absolutely love it. The women look so immaculate all the time! And I've watched the last two episodes of "Nip/Tuck".

I can't say I've enjoyed the show, because it's far too terrifying to be enjoyed. But it's a thought-provoking, nightmare-inducing, generally remarkable piece of work. And it does seem to be a "piece of work" on so many levels. While the show is very engaging, I cannot say that I like it because it half-scares me out of my seat.

Moreoever, it further reaffirms my stand that I will never volutarily get plastic surgery. And I used "voluntarily" because (touch wood) should some kind of freak accident occur, I would like to have a normal life thereafter, looking like how I usually do. Well, then it really is reconstructive surgery done out of necessity, not out of vanity.

Okay, so maybe a bit of vanity involved. But I'm only human, and a arguably young one at that, so I'll be harmlessly frivolous for as long as I can afford to. I fear it wouldn't be too long, because soon I'll be heading towards a university. Hopefully I am going to one. I feel old.

No no no no no. I won't have old age, or even adulthood, knocking on my door of life too soon. But I'm going to be 19, and the big two-zero is around the corner and down the road. Bah! Kill-joy!

Oh yeah, the NTU and NUS open houses were pretty decent. The only trouble is the distance. But it's alright. Anyway there were balloons at both open houses. Helium balloons. And in all my craziness, I experimented the helium thing on myself. The NTU balloons didn't work, but the NUS ones did, with the most hilarious results. My helium voice is so funny! I wonder if those cute cartoon voices on TV were spoken after the voice actors inhaled helium.

And a belated happy 2 years and 4 months anniversary to CK and me!

Our anniversary was on Sunday. After hopping around NUS, CK and I went to Zhenbin's house and mapled a bit. It was mostly CK playing, since I lost interest. I only played a bit, mostly to show off my maple riches and funny bits of junk that I keep. After that, CK and I went to Tampines Swimming Complex to dine at "Nikon Muza", this really quaint Japanese place. The stuff is pretty okay, and good value for money.

Yummy vanilla ice-cream, with bits of fruit and almonds. When I have my kids I'm going to serve them ice-cream with lots of fruit.

So this is it. Wow, I haven't had such a long entry in recent memory. On certain occasions, I quite welcome my crazy ranting spells that lead to long blog entries in which I type rubbish. But it's fun.

CCB

2007-03-02T19:00:00.000+08:00

CCB

Nope, I'm not swearing, though I might as well be. "CCB" refers to my 'A' Level grades. B for Maths, Cs for Econs and Lit. Oh well. But I got an A2 for GP! That makes a nice consolation prize for my otherwise crappy grades.

So where am I headed? I have no idea at the moment. The good thing is, I can get somewhere, so no worries for that. Yeah.

Oh by the way, my new tooth is really another wisdom tooth.

So I guess for the next few days I'll just be busy with the registration and what-nots. Then there'll be the open houses. Then I'll be packing my bags and going off to Penang again for my grandfather's birthday party, and then come back and drag my ass into another job.

Life really does go on. Bleagh.

Happy CNY

2007-02-22T21:14:00.000+08:00

Well, a happy CNY to all and GONG XI FA CAI, WAN SHI RU YI. Nothing much happened, just the usual stuff. I won some money playing mahjong, but lost more playing poker and blackjack. But it's once a year, so I'm okay with that. Some choir friends came over on Tuesday, and that was fun. Will be going to Aunty Joan's house this Saturday, and hopefully that will be fun too.

The usual stuff, nothing really exciting. Some friends went clubbing last night but I didn't join them, because I had an appointment early this morning. Pity, I'd have liked something to blog about: my maiden clubbing experience, which of course has yet to happen. Waiting for CK to accompany me.

Well, something sort of exciting, if not weird, has happened to me...

I AM GROWING AN EXTRA TOOTH!

You might say, aiyah, wisdom tooth lah, make such a big fuss. Well I've had all 4 wisdom teeth already. Is there a 5TH wisdom tooth? Furthermore, 18 going on 19 seems to be a weird age to be sprouting teeth.

Scary! Well, I'll be seeing my dentist this Monday, and hopefully I'll get some logical explanation then. Stay tuned!

Natural Beauty

2007-02-17T12:02:00.002+08:00

www.campaignforrealbeauty.com.sg

I'm so for Dove's campaign. I've been reading stories about real women with real flaws, and they look beautiful. It's truly inspiring. Whether or not you have issues with your body, it's a must-read.

I personally think that it's simply lovely for women to appreciate their natural beauty. What with girls rushing to get nose jobs, boob jobs, implants here and there, it's rare to find natural beauty. And then there're girls who diet themselves to death (literally, in some cases).

STOP! So what if you don't have Gisele's gorgeous legs? Be glad you have legs. So quit whining about all your perceived flaws, and be grateful for good health. Goodness, some of you are such head-turners, but you don't realise it. It's one thing to be humble, and a whole other thing to be constantly putting yourself down.

Liv Tyler, second most naturally beautiful woman of all time, as voted by a panel of experts on www.theage.com.au. (Audrey Hepburn topped the list.) Liv Tyler's a little chubby, her jaw's a bit masculine, but whatever, she's beautiful!

And you know what? You're beautiful too, flaws and everything. In the words of the character Carla from the movie Connie and Carla, "Celebrate your body - it's the only one you've got."

Happy Valentine's Day

2007-02-16T11:39:00.000+08:00

A belated happy Valentine's day to all. I feel quite lazy today (as I do on most days), so it'll be mainly pictures.

CK snapped the pic just after I took a bite of my sushi roll, hence my not smiling. And the contacts are actually dark blue in real life, and not the scary electric blue you see in the photo. Anyway they were free, and I thought that I'd try them on Valentine's day. I was aiming for that tragic beauty look, with the black hair and blue eyes. But I know I'm anything but a tragic beauty! Haha... Well usually I'm not a coloured contacts person. But if you are, those are Acuvue Color Dailies.

Some pictures of the places we went to. I don't know the names, but the scenery is pretty.

Question: is CK underdressed, or am I overdressed?

Rawr! I don't overdress. It's just that the majority of Singaporeans underdress. I can't stand it. Why would people want to look sloppy?

Oh well, whatever. I'll elaborate some other day. Au revoir.

Updates

2007-02-09T21:56:00.000+08:00

A series of updates...

Valentine's Day Wishlist

As per usual, I'm going to be thick-skinned and assume that you're racking your brains, thinking of the perfect Valentine present for moi. Well, no fear, the answer (or rather answers) is here! Anyway I'm just putting this up for pure fun.

In no particular order of importance,

1. GAP Jeans, style: long and lean, US size 1 / UK size 4

2. After Eight chocolates

3. Anything from Godiva, Prestige, Prestat, Royce, The Chocolate Factory... I'm not fussy.

4. Famous Amos' chocolate chip and macadamia cookies

5. A treat at Max Brenner's Chocolate Bar

Wow, that's a lot of chocolate. And now on to further nonsense...

The Cutest Pineapple Tarts Ever

My mum got these from a colleague of hers. Homemade too!

So tiny and so cute right?

Well... I think I'll stop here. I have this great urge to maple. Haven't played for so long! So au revoir, folks.

I'm back!

2007-02-04T14:32:00.000+08:00

I'm alive! Whoa, these few weeks have been killing me. Between work, lessons, social events, blah blah blah, I've been sleeping so little. Didn't used the computer for days!

And when I'm not busy, I'm falling sick. Fever, cough, flu, vomitting, bleagh! So finally here I am, alive and well and with a day to myself. Here we go:

The Wedding

Some time ago, I went to a relative's wedding dinner at the Four Seasons Hotel. I like that hotel. I think I'll get married there too. The AHS prom was held there, and CK and I went together.

So here I am, all dressed up and ready to go.

I got bored during the car ride.

I like this shot. Pity my face got blocked by the date.

Cousins! The only person missing is William, who's in some sort of university camp.

Amy and me, with two of our aunts.

With a very spiffy looking Steven.

Heheh, fake kiss lah! Even so, Andrew was blushing for a good five minutes. Anyway, check out how smooth and glossy my hair is! And it's natural! No rebonding or any of those hair-straightening products. Just wash and blow-dry!

Plenty of good food and good drinks. Lobster salad, shark's fin soup (cruel, but tasty), fish, suckling pig, chicken with crackers, mee-swa, abalone, scallops, etc and yam paste for dessert. I loved everything except for the yam paste. I'm going to have ice-cream during my wedding reception!

Here's the suckling pig. I love eating roast pork, even though it's fatty and everything. I even carved out the cheek, because I just couldn't get enough of it.

Somebody took a rose from the decorations.

Cheers!

Bottoms up!

Okay, maybe that wasn't such a good idea.

Anyway, I didn't drink much wine that night. Only two glasses, both white. Other times, I was busy downing sprite and jasmine tea.

Actually, there are other events I want to blog about, but I'm too tired and lazy. So that was wait for some other day. Until then, au revoir!

If Only

2007-01-20T00:36:00.000+08:00

If I could just think of a word to describe how I feel right now. It's a confusing mix of frustration, anger, sadness, hurt, regret and even confusion itself. I have a desperate need to pour it all out to a listening ear. Yet it seems that it is during times like these, when you feel so much more alone than you are alone.

Am I making sense? It's like, I'm upset and I need a listening ear. But because it isn't there, I need it so much more. But this really is a secondary problem, in every sense of the word.

I can't seem to stop being selfish. And because of this, I've hurt myself and I've hurt other people. Time and again, I've forgotten to remind myself not to take people for granted.

I think I'll stop here. Not like it will really change things anyway.

VivoCity!

2007-01-14T00:27:00.000+08:00

It's funny, how it is when people speak of VivoCity as though it is some kind of shopping mecca. "Have you been to Vivo?" they would ask. Well it certain peaked my interest. What is it that is so great about VivoCity?

Anyway I went on my virgin trip to VivoCity with CK today. It is a nice mall. Reminded me a little of Queensbay Mall in Penang. I like the range of shops. There are the big names like Armani Exchange, Metropolitan Museum of Art Store, Swarovski etc, and the higher middle marke range like Topshop, Mango, GAP and so forth. Expensive, but it's good stuff.

I spent so much money today! I bought a top from Pull and Bear, among some other random things. Mainly it was the food that was expensive. We had dinner at Superdog. The hotdogs are pretty good, though the prices border on daylight robbery. We're talking about fast food here. Fast food should be cheap!

Other than dinner, we shared a $2.50 chocolate bar from Candy Empire. I love Candy Empire! It sells so many different types of chocolates. I wanted to get Flake Noir, but it's freaking $2.80 a bar. Other than Candy Empire, there's also Chocolate Factory and Godiva. I love Chocolate Factory. It's simply cocoa paradise.

Pictures!

Huge fountain. I had to resist the urge to jump in.

Inside the very cosy GAP fitting room.

It even has carpeting.

Jeans, when worn in the right fit, are pretty sexy. The size 0 jeans fit me just nicely. Can you believe it? If a healthy-sized girl like me can fit into a size 0, what size do the anorexics wear? Size -10?

That said, I'm not really a size 0. The jeans fit alright, but I wouldn't be able to eat, or bend down for fear of ripping them. Anyway I didn't buy the jeans, because they cost $125, and I wasn't carrying so much money on me. So maybe I'll go back in a couple of weeks or something, and buy size 1 or 2. I don't think size 0 would work out. Besides, it sounds so unhealthy, zero having the connotation of nothingness.

Yes, I'm blabbing again.

Hello Sentosa!

Went up to the rooftop pool, where I decided to be a kid and hop right in.

The water is icy cold!

Anyway, the verdict is that VivoCity is a really good place to shop and everything. Maybe I'll even go there again next week!

Gosh, it's past 2AM now. I'm going to sleep! Goodnight.

Tartufo

2007-01-11T23:32:00.000+08:00

I have just finished a Tartufo. What is it? Heck, I'm not very sure myself. But it's some dessert that includes chocolate mousse and chocolate powder, so I don't need to ask much more. Anyway, I've just read the nutrition list on the back of the box.

A freaking 14% fat!

Not too mention how irritatingly sweet it is. It costs a whopping $6.90 too! Argh... Wrong buy, wrong eat.

Mapling

2007-01-07T22:58:00.000+08:00

Whoa finally! I've been busy and everything, and while I have free time, I squeeze in a bit of mapling. So now all that I have to blog about, is MAPLE!

Here's something I noticed in Ludibrium. And there's another:

This was taken a long time ago. So there's the "LOVE" and the heart thing. Is this some kind of subliminal message that Maple is trying to send?

Ooh! By the way here's an announcement:

A104 outing on Sunday, 14TH January. Meeting at Tampines MRT Station, around 4.30PM. We're going to watch "Pan's Labyrinth", then have dinner. SMS me to tell me if you can make it!

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Well, actually there are more things to blog about, but right now I simply can't be bothered. I think it may become a problem at some point in time. Same with thinking. It's not that I'm stupid or anything. I just feel that life is miserable enough as it is, so why brood over it, and make myself so much more miserable?

Yeah, that's about it. I think I'll maple a little more, while waiting for my hair to dry. And then it's time to sleep. Gosh, I've got to work early tomorrow. I should have been sleeping hours ago. Well, so much for wanting a healthy lifestyle.

Intelligence

2007-01-01T21:39:00.000+08:00

It's a new year, and so far it's pretty okay. I had a good start to the year, but some time in the afternoon things took a drastic change. What a way to spend the first day of the year.

Tomorrow's the last day of holidays, and then it's back to work. Suddenly I feel like doing something crazy. Maybe it's the whole spirit of celebrating the new year: "It's 2007! Be spontaneous!" as I hear this little voice in me shout.

And then there is this other side of me who feels too lazy to be crazy. Too lazy to climb out of that comfort zone. Too lazy for an adventure.

So that's when the resolution comes in:

I resolve to be more spontaneous, yet at the same time be more disciplined. I know it is difficult and probably appears contradictory. Well, the beauty of being human is that we are flexible. I hope to know when's the right time to be spontaneous, and when's the right time to be disciplined.

There you go. Nothing fancy. Even something as seemingly simple as this, can already be very difficult. So wish me luck.

Deathnote

2006-12-31T01:23:00.000+08:00

"Deathnote 2" was a really nice movie! The only bad thing was that many of the viewers were people who have read the comic series, so throughout the movie, people were talking and talking and talking... So irritating! Hello? Some people would like to watch a movie in peace. Discussions can always take place after the movie. Rawr!

Oh well... Anyway, here's a list of movies I want to watch:

1. Children of Men

2. Blood Diamond
3. Pan's Labyrinth

4. Spider-man 3

5. Dreamgirls

Oh by the way I've updated my shopping blog. Very bimbo, but it's just a fun and silly thing, and not meant to be anything more or less. Some light-hearted stuff. Hopefully the girls will like!

Hmm... I shall post some Christmas photos here. I went to Orchard Party World with choir friends. The crowd was actually quite okay. The karaoke itself was pretty fun!

Pretty Christmas tree made of lights.

More pretty lights.

Tadah, that's it for tonight. I'm off to dreamland now. Goodnight, and a happy new year to everyone, just in case I don't blog tomorrow. Au revoir!

Work

2006-12-29T22:09:00.000+08:00

Wow, FINALLY a chance to blog. Between work, and a number of social events, I barely have time to sleep, let alone blog or maple.

And now, I am blogging at a certain point in my life. Today very much closes a chapter in my life, one that is short but nevertheless will always be close to my heart. Today, I parted with my beloved children.

No, not biological ones, thank goodness. For the past two weeks, I've been teaching a K2 class at a childcare centre. Today being the last weekday of the year, marks the end of kindergarten life for them. Next week, they'll be attending primary schools and all. I will miss them. For the past two weeks they were the people whom I interacted with most often. I guess we bonded. It was nice.

And next week I'll be facing a new class. You know, we don't really move on by choice. Life simply pushes us on, like cogs in a gear, all part of this macro-mechanism otherwise known as life. I know it seems a little pessimistic, but I'm not exactly in my best mood right now.

On a brighter note, the younger class, which I look after sometimes, will still be around. They'll move from PG, the 2 year olds' class, to Nursery 1, which is for the 3 year olds.

Nursery 1. Any of you surprised to see this? I guess I was pretty ignorant, not knowing about such a thing until I looked through some of the paperwork. In my time, there was only one year of nursery. We learned our ABCs at the age of four. Now the 2 year olds know the alphabet song by heart.

And I used "in my time". Am I really that old? I feel old, that's for sure. Being around people one-third of my age puts my life in a different perspective. Here's one of the conversations in class today.

Student A: "Miss Michelle, I will miss you."

Me: "I will miss you too."

Student A: "Next Wednesday I going to XXX Primary School, why you cannot go there and teach also? Then I can see you."

(Despite two weeks of correcting their sentence structures, the children still sprout such broken sentence structures. Still, the student was so sweet, it very much caused me to melt.)

Me: "No I cannot just change schools like that. I still have to teach here next year."

Student A: "Will you still be teacher when I become teacher also?"

(So sweet and adorable!)

Me: "I don't know. Maybe not. Maybe by then I will get married and have children, and then you can teach them."

Student A: "At that time you will be how old?"

Student B (half-listening to the earlier part of the conversation): "Aiyah, when you become teacher that time, she will be old. And when you become old that time, she will go into the sky lor."

(!?!?!? Am I so old? To them, I must be, I guess.)

Student A: "Miss Michelle, then when you go into the sky that time, will you remember me anot?"

(Well, this is how some things can be so sweet and yet so morbid at the same time.)

Back to the Nursery 1 part, are Singaporeans really the epitome of kiasu or what?

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I watched "Curse of the Golden Flower" with CK last night. It was an okay-ish type of movie. The best part of the moive was Gong Li, from her impressive acting, to her even more impressive cleavage.

My goodness, I don't think I've watched a more distracting movie. Everything in the movie was in over-abundance, from the gold scenery, to the number of extras, to the chrysanthemums, to the... boobs. My goodness, boobs everywhere. Almost all the women in the movie wore the low cut dresses, and the corset things. Needless to say, Gong Li's twosome were the most impressive of the lot. So many times in the movie, especially during the running scenes, I thought her boobs were going to bounce out of the corset!

Well, of course they didn't. Not that I'm dying to see her tits. I already saw them in "Miami Vice", and it was such a weird experience, seeing the tits of an actress you know. I mean, all the others that I came across in the NC-16 or M-18 movies I've watched (not that there were many) belonged to some unknown B-list actress, so in a sense it seems more okay.

My writing, on the other hand, is beginning to lose some sense, in other words, on the verge of being nonsense. Yeah, and even that was pretty nonsensical.

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Man, I'm exhausted. I really have to cash in on some serious beauty sleep. Tomorrow I'll be going out with CK and some friends to watch "Deathnote 2"! Before that, I hope to be able to catch a few episodes of "The Nanny" on TV. I love the show! Ever since I started working, I haven't been able to watch it.

And a very belated Merry Christmas to everyone.

First Day at Work

2006-12-18T21:58:00.000+08:00

Finally out of unemployment, and into the workforce. And I survived my first day of work! I'd blog more about it, but I'll wait till I settle in the job a bit more. Well, so far I absolutely lurve my job. The pay is pretty low, but I don't mind much. How many people actually get to enjoy work?

Well it was enjoyable, but nonetheless tiring. I think I'm going to sleep now. Ooh yeah, I'm finally going to sleep normal hours, like a normal person. Goodnight!

Shallow?

2006-12-14T01:25:00.000+08:00

Xiaxue's got a nose job. A sponsored nose job, my gosh.

Not that I'd want anybody to sponsor any plastic surgery that I might undergo. But I guess it's just an affirmation of what a famous blogger she is. Must be surreal.

And no, I wouldn't do plastic surgery, sponsored or otherwise. I'm quite fine with other people going for cosmetic surgery, but I have issues with strange doctors cutting me up unnecessarily.

It doesn't help that I've watched one too many episodes of Extreme Makeover, some parts of which they show you the tubes stuck into people's bodies, with red or yellow liquid (or both) flowing in or out. And there's another makeover show, which I've forgotten the title of, but in one particular episode, this girl had a big-ass gaping hole in her thigh after liposuction, and blood kept flowing out of it.

I'm sorry if I made you lose your appetite. If it makes you feel any better I also lost my appetite typing that.

Why do people do this kind of things to themselves? Granted, it's the surgeon doing the cutting, not the patient, but it's the patient paying the surgeon to do the cutting. And now I have another question in mind...

What kind of person would want to be a cosmetic surgeon? Does it pay well? Beyond the pay, what else is there? Even though these surgeons are medically certified, I wouldn't think of them as real doctors. They're not really saving lives.

Whenever I go for my dental appointment, I'd wonder why a dentist would want to be a dentist. Personally I'm not too keen on peering into people's mouths, witness gum diseases and what-not and use weird metal instruments on such delicate areas. On my last visit, the dentist was busy, and I was waiting in the big chair in the room. After a while, I got bored and started playing with said instruments a la Mr Bean, except I didn't stick the stuff into my mouth. Nevertheless, I got pretty freaked out.

At least dental health is a necessity. A new nose isn't a must, although I guess there are exeptions like accidents whereby your features get all messed up.

... Well, I'm not the person to pass judgement on this. Honestly, no one can. It's one big grey area. Watching Extreme Makeover, there were all these people who were, to put it nicely, aesthetically challenged. Thus they had low self esteems. After the "after", you see them all happy and confident.

Does life really become better? If yes, then does this reaffirm the "this-world-is-so-shallow" accusation?

Oh gosh, this is so confusing. On on hand, it looks so true, yet on the other, there are a million loopholes to it. What defines shallow anyway? Is it absolute? Is it relative?

Well, I don't think that I'm a shallow person, although some people will disagree. Of course I have my shallow moments, I'll admit to that, but I'm conscious of it. Does that make it any better? I don't know.

Like the whole prom thing. I was pretty obsessed for a while, with the dress, hair, make-up, manicure, pedicure, accessories, bag, shoes... And then it just ended with one night, and a really disappointing night at that. Was it worth it? The $95 ticket was obviously not, but at least the photos captured the better moments, which featured all the superficial things.

Shallow? I have no idea.

...

As usual, I have blogged into the wee hours of the morning. I'm going to sleep now, and hopefully blog more tomorrow. Goodnight.

Prom

2006-12-13T15:15:00.000+08:00

Prom Photos!

What can I say? This is the entry where I upload the prom photos.

Still at home. Mum insisted that I take a picture next to the Christmas tree.

While the evening was pretty dull, the upside was that everyone looked gorgeous. From left: Bernice, Carine, Holly, me. I especially love Holly's dress. Very Marilyn Monroe.

With prom date Yue Han, who spent $300 on his outfit. Whoa!

With a very handsome Jeevan. I'd kill for his perfect teeth.

Kenneth looks very happy to be sandwiched between Holly and me. Haha...

With Justin Hui. I realise that a long gown makes me look short. Or maybe it's just the angle.

With some of the choir people. Gosh I miss the choir so much!

Jo, Xue Lin with her cute white tie, and me.

With Eugenia, whom I almost did not recognise. And I had an outift change! Yeah yeah I'm so the diva. Haha... Going to a pub after prom what, how to wear gown?

With my big brother of sorts. Rui Hong had such an act cute expression, it's funny.

Largest gathering of cam-whores I've encountered by far.

With a very pretty Geraldine. I like her bracelet!

With Raymond.

Okay, that was the last photo. There're some more on my Friendster profile, I think. I didn't take many photos, only about 50-plus, which is pretty pathetic compared to the hundreds that some people took. But never mind!

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I'm going to be really busy these days. Here's a quick list of what I need and want to do:

1) Spend quality time with CK.

2) Find a job.

3) Read Vanity Fair and maybe The Mysteries of Udolpho.

4) Maple.

5) Do Christmas shopping.

6) Send out Christmas cards.

7) Clean up my room.

8) Sleep.

Sigh... Classic example of "so many things, so little time".

Back from Penang

2006-12-12T23:20:00.000+08:00

Back from Penang

I'm back! Not as though anyone really missed me... sniff. Still, it's good to be back in my comfort zone. Back to one home, from another home.

Yes, I'm Penang-born, and also pretty much Singapore-bred. So I kinda have two homes. In the past I was pretty lost. Which one to call home? Singapore or Malaysia? But at this point in my life (goodness, I sound old), I feel that I don't have to choose. It's alright to have two homes, and in a way it is a part of who I am, the way certain things can shape a person.

Enough of sentimental stuff, and back to the basics. I've gone and come back in one piece, and my luggage doubled along the way. Yep, I did that much shopping. My luggage almost trippled actually, but I didn't manage to buy a bottle of Bailey's, my new favourite drink, because due to some law passengers flying from Malaysia to Singapore are not allowed to purchase duty-free items or something like that.

Bottom-line is, I was unable to buy my Bailey's at the glorious price of $30.60. What a price! The city price is about $80. My gosh, it's like a 150% tax rate! Now that I know how cheaply alcohol is sold in the airport, I can never bring myself to buy alcohol anywhere else again. So now there is way more incentive to fly to Paris in June, so that I can buy the bottle of Bailey's when I get back. Rawr!

Back to the Penang trip. Well, the four days just seemed to be on fast-forward mode. It was like a marathon. Eat, shop, eat, shop, eat, shop... I bought so much, mostly for myself, because no one asked me to get anything for them, so too bad. Hahaha...

The stuff was just so bloody cheap. I bought clothes, accessories, make-up, stationery, books, food, CDs, Christmas decorations... whoa!

Beyond the shopping, I got to see my relatives after who-knows-how-long. And it was a pleasant surprise to see my two older cousins, William and Steven. I haven't seen them for four years!

The awesome foursome (in a non-sexual way, please) at Queensbay Mall. From left: William, me, Amy and Steven. And there are pictures at last!

With Steven, whom one of my friends commented as "damn handsome". It's complimentary, but a little worrying when the friend in question is a dude. But I have to admit that Steven is really pretty. With his hair grown long, from some angles he looks like a pretty flat-chested girl. Hahaha... What the hell am I typing?

With my older cousin William. Thank you so much for the Sushi King treat!

Speaking of food, on the first night in Penang, I had fishball noodles for dinner. When the noodles arrived, I was temporarily stunned. They were Maggi mee noodles! But the fishballs were nice; they had minced meat in them. And the price was RM2.20. That's like S$1 only! And the student price for Seoul Garden in Malaysia is only RM15.90! You do the math.

Most of the food was good, and then there is the divine. One of the nights, we dined at this restaurant called fusion. For RM30, it's a buffet comprising of salad, sashimi, bread, teppanyaki, roasted meat, pasta, soup and dessert. While the quantity of choices is less than that of your average buffet, no one complains because of the quality of the food. Seriously, the food is so good, you wouldn't mind eating the same food again and again throughout the meal.

And I think I ate the most for the both meals we had buffet. Well I can't help having a fondness for food, especially good food.

Okay, I'll stop here for now. I have to get a job soon, and until I do, I'm going to be mapling and playing other games. Au revoir!

Finally!

2006-12-08T21:39:00.000+08:00

Finally! A chance to blog, after days of freaking lags and lost patience.

Well, prom was DISAPPOINTING. It was nothing more than a cam-whoring marathon, and really a glamorous way of saying goodbyes. And I suppose it has a practical function, being a portal for us to take photos. Otherwise, it was dead boring.

The food was so-so. The shark's fin was fine, the fish was fine, the dessert was fine... but not much more. But I have to be grateful. I heard from Azlyn that the Halal menu was fried rice. Oh my gosh, go all the way to the hotel for something you can get at a hawker centre!

The worst thing was probably the mood. People were horribly unenthusiastic. I was looking forward to the dance, but after dancing for maybe two minutes, I got dragged off by my friends, who wanted to go to the pub. Waah!

I'd post photos, but I'm not free now. I'm flying off tomorrow (it's only Malaysia, so don't get too excited), and I haven't finished packing yet. By the way, anybody wants any souvenirs? Tell me okay! Yeah, that's it for now. Hopefully I'll get to blog when I'm at my grandparents' house. Ciao!

Life for the past few days.

2006-12-04T21:56:00.000+08:00

Chalet was pretty fun. The barbeque was standard enough, but nobody goes to chalet for just the food.

There's the drinks too.

Haha... But it wasn't some drink-fest. Thank goodness too. Though a couple of guys got stone drunk, it was on the whole quite mild. And I can't really stand the taste of vodka. Do people actually like the stuff? It was funny, how I had my first taste of it. (I know I know, pretty late by Singaporean teen standards, when you observe how underaged teens flock to DXO and Butter Factory and MOS and whatnot, and guzzle themselves silly with Tequila shots and other things, which I can't name.)

Anyway, it's prefectly legal for me to drink, so I don't see a big problem with it, since I don't drink to get drunk. The only thing standing in the way is the TB medication. Yes I have the bloody (pun not intended) TB infection. I don't think I've mentioned it before, since it's not that big a deal. And no, it's not infectious.

Back to the drinking thing, medicine and vodka don't mix. But it's only one night, so a try wouldn't really kill. There was a bottle of Absolut Apeach, which I was warned would hit me like a rock. The stuff smells good, all fruity and everything, so I didn't take the warning seriously, and took a gulp. WHOA, it hit me like a rock alright.

Why do people like to drink so much? The stuff is so horribly bitter. I had about a mugful of vodka that night, but I chickened out halfway through and added all sorts of other things to the vodka in an attempt to sweeten it. Nevertheless, I felt a burning sensation in my stomach sometime in the night. I stayed at least 90% sober though, and that's the most important part okay!

On the second night, it was much quieter since there was no barbeque. Eight people only, so we spent the night playing cards. I learnt a lot about bridge, and now I really love the game. I had a tiny bit of Absolut Apeach again, but this time I mixed it with peach tea. I love it! There's the sweetness of the peach tea, yet with a subtle kick from the vodka. Though one alcohol-loving friend of mine was saying that it was like drinking water, and that I "wasn't man enough".

Hahaha... That's a good one. Well, I don't think there's a need for me to prove my "manhood", simply because there isn't one to prove. Haha...

Bailey's was nice though. I like! It tastes like coffee liquer, and I drank till I was wide awake, and the last person to fall asleep that night. I slept from freaking 4AM to 6AM. Gosh! Mostly because the floor is hard and cold. But it was a fun experience, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Aiyah, can't upload photos, because of some Blogger problem. Some other time then, along with the prom photos because...

Prom is tomorrow night! I'm so excited! I've got everything I need (I hope), and there's a suprise in store for those sitting at the same table as me tomorrow!

Okay, time to see to the suprise. Goodnight!

I'm Alive!

2006-11-30T15:33:00.000+08:00

So sorry I haven't been blogging for such a long time. I've been busy going out, watching TV and mapling. After this, I'm going to pack and head for choir chalet! Hopefully there will be some nice photos. Also, maybe I'll upload the photos taken on CK's birthday.

That's it for now. Au revoir!

Stuff

2006-11-24T22:50:00.000+08:00

Exams over. Woohoo.

Anyway for the past two days, I've been mapling, sleeping and coughing. Bloody hell, I so do not want to be unwell during the holiday season.

Almost over.

2006-11-22T15:07:00.000+08:00

All this will be over in less than 24 hours. It's so near, it's surreal.

Am suffering from Princess Hours withdrawal symptoms. It's really sudden, because everything that I'm watching is ending in the same period. Princess Hours, America's Next Top Model and soon Charmed. It's a sign: Time to stop being a couch potato.

And morph into a gaming junkie. 24 hours from now, I'll be mapling! Woohoo!

Old screenshot. The chief gray is so cute!

In the meantime, I've got a lot of Gothic work to do. Last night I read so about much horror, I scared the hell outta myself.

Princess Hours ends

2006-11-21T20:26:00.000+08:00

Princess Hours ended on such an anti-climatic note. But it was nice enough, I guess. My speculation is that the actual series is longer, and it got snipped quite a bit for the Singapore viewing.

Maybe someone who has the DVDs can lend me the last few episodes? And this isn't a hint. It's a blatant plea. Someone please lend me!!! I will bake cookies for you in return!

Well there's a happy ending at the very least.

Angry

2006-11-20T23:20:00.000+08:00

Feeling really angry and upset right now, due to a few factors. How do other people do it? Why is it that we can see other people being successful and happy, and we think to ourselves, "I want to be like that", yet it never happens?

There are certain things that I should have done, yet time and again I fail. I fail. And it's painful.

And there are some things in life that we cannot control. Neither the soft nor the hard approach will work. Then what will? Is there a happy medium to things?

Oh I hate being trapped. I hate it. On one hand it's like we're taking things for granted when we say that we don't need the things when we do, but on the other hand, having certain things around isn't the best way out either.

Why is everything so painful on so many levels? Why do misunderstandings blow up so easily? Why do we lose our tempers just like that?

It's horrible. Something somewhere has to end somehow.

And I do not, repeat do not want to deal with the fact that we live in a world that does not offer happy endings.

Early-life Crisis

2006-11-20T11:40:00.000+08:00

Oh damn it I think I'm going through some sort of early-life crisis. And this speculation alone worries me because imagine what would happen to me when I hit an actual mid-life crisis.

I have lived 18+ years doing almost nothing!

Upon realisation of this fact, I do... nothing. What can I do? Ideally I would like to jump onto a plane heading towards some mountain, and then sit up there and do some soul-searching, and then hop to Africa to adopt a couple of babies, and then come back here and feel more... complete?

Which won't happen, because I don't have the money to start all this.

But most because I don't know whether I will really feel more complete after doing all that.

Someone help me, this early-life crisis is absurd! I'm only eighteen and I haven't even gotten any kicks out of being a teenager.

And one more thing. I know I'm selfish, and I keep reminding myself. But it's not helping me to become less selfish. Let's all face it, I think I'll remain this way for quite some time, but at least I don't pretend to be anything else.

And I'm getting more confused as I type. I think I'll stop here.

Studying

2006-11-20T11:18:00.000+08:00

I feel very disappointed with myself, to say the least. I just hope that I don't have to waste one more year of my life retaking the paper, or waste four years of my life in some unknown Australian university. I just want to get some decent grades and get into a local university.

I don't deserve to, really. Competing against all the muggers, local and foreign, how can someone like me stand a chance?

Goodness I am selfish. But it is my life, what else can I do?

Christmas

2006-11-17T23:31:00.000+08:00

I look forward to Christmas. Don't you?

Although I can expect to be broke and heavier, and maybe lose my voice to singing, shouting and junk food, I still love Christmas!

Whoa, steady girl. One more paper to go, and then it's total freedom!

Until then, it's Gothic dreams.

Dollhouse

2006-11-17T12:22:00.000+08:00

The set of Godzilla. Amazing right? This could be a dollhouse city to me.

Argh, two hours before an A Level Paper and I'm sick! Rawr!

Of exams, princes and ice-cream

2006-11-14T20:28:00.000+08:00

A significant proportion of students will have their last day of A Levels tomorrow. Another significant proportion of students will only have their last day of A Levels on the 23RD of November. I do not know whether it is unfortunate, but I belong to the second group.

Rawr!!! I have to wait for so long!

And today's Economics was so... sad, for me. I walked in so ill-prepared. It's really a good thing that I have a pretty solid memory, and I know my foundations. So hopefully that will help me. I want to get good grades and get into a local university and everything, as much as I know I do not deserve to, if we are to be judged by how hard we have studied. But still...

I think I will try to read up my stuff again, just in case I might have to retake my A Levels. Knock on wood! But must be cautious. Pray for the best, and expect the worst.

Argh... Enough about the exams for now. Let's look at more lighthearted issues...

Sigh... So sweet right? 5 more episodes left!

Speaking of sweet... I made ice-cream!

Mango tea ice-cream. And yes, Princess Hours is showing in the background.

Unfortunately I didn't fill the cup to the brim, hence you can see part of the thing not filled. Tastes good by the way.

Another attempt, lemon tea this time.

Nice!

Happy 2 Year Anniversary!!!

2006-11-12T17:53:00.000+08:00

I was going to post this entry yesterday, but I was tired. Anyway I updated the joint blog instead.

Happy 2 years (and a day) anniversary!

At the Singapore Zoo!

Celebrating Mid-Autumn Festival... Have I mentioned before how jealous I am of CK's naturally straight teeth?

Anyway we went to Fish & Co. for lunch yesterday. I love Fish & Co.! The food is great, and the service is the best ever. I think it's partly because we went to the outlet in Changi Airport, and service is always better there.

So much food! We ordered more than what two people could finish. I think I ate more, because CK likes neither the mushroom soup nor the mussels. So I had most of those. The fish is gooood, I tell you, simply delectable. Mmm... Even blogging about it makes me feel hungry. I'll go there again after the exams. Maybe on CK's birthday? That's the next big event.

It's still too early to say this, but I'll be looking forward to having a social life again after the A Levels. I've got things lining up, and there's so much shopping to do! There're events on 24TH, 25TH, 27TH, 28TH... plus chalet, prom, overseas trips... blah blah blah...

Okay okay... enough of that, I'm off to study!

Calorie Mattress

2006-11-10T02:06:00.000+08:00

Well, I've just finished my supper, and now I'm thinking about it. It was a MacDonald's meal, though I didn't finish it, and it was by circumstance and not choice. My mother, with my best interests at heart, confiscated my french fries and threw them into the bin, after I got to eat only a miserable five fries or something like that. And so I was left with my foldover and coke.

Anyway, while I was finishing supper, I suddenly got reminded of last year's PW. According to the beautiful and shapely French women, you're supposed to have 60% of your calories before 2PM, so you sleep on a smaller calorie cushion, and digestion is easier. Polishing the remnants of my supper, I think the more appropriate metaphor for me is that I sleep on a calorie mattress.

While we're on the subject of unhealthy diets, I might as well talk about my unhealthy TV diet. I recently got sucked back into the world of MTV. Currently I'm into My Chemical Romance's "Welcome to The Black Parade", Tata Young's "El Nin-Yo!", Danity Kane's "Show Stopper" (or something like that) and everything by Pussycat Dolls. All so different...

I can't believe I can like something like Tata Young. Sure, she can better than... Paris Hilton, for one, but I didn't like her previous album. "El Nin-Yo!" is just one hell of a catchy song, though I'll admit that I can't stomach the video. If you haven't watched it, it's basically about Tata Young dancing around in different sets of lingerie. (Now that you know, you're probably combing the internet for the vid. Tsk. Haha...)

And "Yo Mamma" is so funny! I haven't watched much, because it's screened at all these odd timings. But some of the jokes are golden, seriously. Here's a couple:

"Your mama is so skinny, she swallowed an M&M and looked six months pregnant."

"Your mama is so bald, she took a shower and got brainwashed."

Haha... Funny, right?

Argh... I have to stay off MTV for some couple of weeks more! For now, it's Shakespeare! So farewell, as I bid thee adieu. Or whatever.

Tagged

2006-11-05T16:00:00.000+08:00

Apparently, I've been tagged.

INSTRUCTIONS
1. Name thirteen classmates/friends who come straight to your mind. Don't cheat and read the questions underneath first.
2. Answer all the questions.
3. Afterwards, tag six people to do the same.

CLASSMATES/FRIENDS
1. CK
2. Cai Zhimin Alexis
3. Zhou Rui Hong
4. Priscilla
5. Jo
6. Carine
7. Holly
8. Frances
9. Wilfred
10. Justin Hui
11. Justin Tit (trouble with them having same first name is that one comes naturally to mind after the other.)
12. Agnes
13. Yue Han

QUESTIONS
1. How did you meet 10? MJC Choir (which by the way, rocks.)

2. What would you do if you had never met 1? There would be a world of a difference in my life, because I love him dearly. What would I do if I had never met him? I don't know! It's almost impossible for me to think back and imagine a different life without him. So mushy right? It's true.

3. What would you do if 6 and 2 dated? Freak out. Although 2 admits to having lesbian tendencies, 6 and 2 are from completely different worlds anyway. I don't think they'd get along.

4. Have you seen 4 cry? I don't remember. She's always cheerful, and a lot of times she's the one consoling a tearful me.

5. Do you think 10 is cute? Pleasant-looking, but not what I would call cute. I love his sense of humour though!

6. How did you get to know 8? My best friend. Same class for four years. Plus our register numbers were side by side, so we did almost everything together, from Home Economics cooking to science lab experiments to cheating in the exam hall. Kiddin' about the last one. And we like the exact same stuff at Subway.

7. Would you ever go on a date with number 12? Maybe, but it definitely wouldn't be a romantic date.

8. What's 7's favourite colour? I have no idea! Maybe red. Or yellow. Or white. Or blue. Or...

9. What would you do if 6 confessed he/she loves you? Elope, to the wrath of 2. Hahaha... No lah, I already know that she loves me, and I love her too. Of course we're talking about a friendly, sisterly kind of love.

10. State a fact about 9. He is half-Japanese. (Update: he is a quarter-Japanese. My bad!)

11. Who is 4 going out with? No one. It takes a special guy to deserve to be with her.

12. Who is number 5 to you? A dear friend, probably one of the few girls I'd like to French kiss. Hmm...

13. Would you ever live with 13? Probably not. I'd imagine he listens to loud rock music most of the time, and laugh at me when I watch Disney channel and Korean serials.

14. Is 2 single? Yes. I feel that she's fiercely independent, and scares men and women alike.

15. What do you think about 3? To tell the truth, he's like a big brother to me. And the occasional punching bag.

16. What's the best thing about number 8? She's a good friend, and she laughs at almost all my jokes.

17. What do you like about number 11? He's sweet and decent, and watches America's Next Top Model and Singapore Idol. Plus we've got quite a few things in common.

18. Favourite memory with 6? Too many! KL Trip, choir concerts, trips to TTSH, watching concerts, choir practices...

THE FOLLOWING SHALL BE TAGGED BY ME
1. Zhou Rui Hong
2. Priscilla
3. Wilfred
Due to certain reasons, the other 3 will be people who were not in the above list.
4. Amy
5. Stephanie
6. William
(In case you were wondering, the instruction stated classmates or friends, hence I didn't include sister or relatives.)

Plastic Surgery

2006-11-04T16:36:00.000+08:00

I know GP is yesterday's news. The day before yesterday, if you want to be precise. But I had this issue on my mind. I was reading Xiaxue's blog, and there's this whole sort of saga going on between her and Dawn Yang. Like all comments, the arguments eventually deviate. And tralala, you see people condemning Dawn Yang for undergoing plastic surgery. There was a link somewhere:

http://gssq.blogspot.com/2005/11...t-fame-

Quite interesting, that one is.

Anyway this whole thing got me thinking... Is plastic surgery really, really acceptable?

Personally, I'm fine with other people cutting themselves up and inserting bits of plastic here and there... I think. And I will repeat the same stuff as a reason why I wouldn't do it myself. But danger aside, there's the whole issue with "natural beauty".

Do you believe in natural beauty?

Dreamboats

2006-11-03T21:52:00.000+08:00

I know that television presents a warped reality (oxymoron, I know), but still...

And last but definitely not least...

Sigh... Total dreamboat, this one is. I think I find him the most delectable piece of eye candy. Pity his role is quite small, but never mind, that makes his presence all the more precious.

Damn, I sound really desperate, right? Haha... I think it's just an over-addiction of television. Which, in my present context, isn't too good either. Maths Paper 1 on 7TH November. Gulp.

General Paper Exam!

2006-11-02T21:00:00.000+08:00

Could you believe that someone like me can have an anxiety attack? Yep, I had one. I kept waking up throughout the night. Finally, I woke up at 5.25AM, and decided not to go back to sleep. One of the first things that came to my mind upon waking up, was that in the next few hours, my actions would shape the course of the rest of my life.

I tell you, it FREAKED ME OUT BADLY.

Paper One was very risky. I did the question that Mr Chew advised the class not to do: the gender issue question. But for the past few days I did my research, so I thought, what the hell, I'll just do it. Anyway, the whole thing wasn't half bad, except for the fact that I didn't complete the essay. I was on to my last sentence, then the invigilator said, "Pens down." Damn it I ended on a comma!

I think it will affect my marks quite a bit.

Paper Two was slightly better. I managed to finish everything, even though I went into the washroom in the middle of it. But truth be told, the AQ was a killer. Eck, I don't really expect to get many marks from the AQ anyway. The highest score I had ever gotten in the history of my JC life was a 3.5, I think. Not even a pass!

Okay, enough complaints. Not like it will change anything now. On the other hand, something did make my day:

Yay, healthy air again.

That, and . I love the show, cheesy factor and all. And today's episode was so nice. I can't help but take in every mushy line, because that's something that is only said in the melodramatic world of television. In real life, if someone said to you, "It is only with you around that I can breathe," you'd probably roll your eyes and/or laugh out loud, right? But in the show, it just sounded so... romantic.

Pretty pretty! Yes, and I'm unofficially crazy again.

Half an hour

2006-11-01T13:27:00.000+08:00

No... I missed the first half hour of yesterday! I was at the dentist's, of all places to have a double suffering (the pain of knowing that I won't catch the show in time as well as the physical pain going on in my mouth). I went there at 6PM, but I only got to go in at 6.40PM. What the hell, and I had an appointment, and I still had to wait for so long!

My teeth hurt so much now, and I'm back in the eating soft food phase. Anyway, can someone please tell me what went on in the first half hour of yesterday's episode? Thanks!

I am going to Korea.

Trans Fat

2006-10-31T02:35:00.000+08:00

http://articles.moneycentral.msn.com/News/KFCOnDietBandwagon%20.aspx?GT1=8618

KFC Jumps on Diet Bandwagon

Amid growing public pressure, the fast-food eatery announces that it's switching to a no-trans-fat frying oil.

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Well, I have mixed feelings about this. Somehow, whichever way I picture it, it comes out quite comical. I'm imagining people eating KFC and all other fast food, putting themselves in health risks (as well as obesity statistics). And who do they blame? Why, the fast food managements, of course.

Can you imagine it? "It's all your fault for cooking great-tasting fast food that we can't help but eat, and you're putting us at risk because of the evil TRANS FAT!"

Minor digression here:
Trans fatty acids (commonly termed trans fats) are a type of unsaturated fat (and may be monounsaturated or polyunsaturated).

Trans fats occur naturally, in small quantities, in meat and dairy products from ruminants. Most trans fats consumed today, however, are industrially created through partial hydrogenation of plant oils and animal fats — a chemical process developed in the early 1900s and first commercialized as Crisco in 1909. Unlike other fats, trans fats are neither required nor beneficial for health. Eating trans fat increases the risk of coronary heart disease. For these reasons, health authorities worldwide recommend that consumption of trans fat be reduced to trace amounts. Trans fats from partially hydrogenated oils are generally considered to be worse than those occurring naturally.

Trans fats are increasingly being linked to chronic health conditions, are tightly regulated in a few countries, are mandatory on product labels in many others, and are the central issue in several ongoing lawsuits (particularly against fast food outlets). Many companies are voluntarily removing trans fats from their products, or establishing trans-free product lines.

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Yeah, and that was from Wikipedia. So back to the issue at hand, I think it's quite funny, because even without trans fat, there will be other fats in the fast food which will add inches to your waist and take years off your life.

Because if you really want to be healthy, eat a salad.

But hey, I'm definitely not complaining about KFC's move. It's only going to be a bonus for me, since I'll eat the chicken, trans fat or no trans fat.

Quotations, Quotations

2006-10-31T00:12:00.000+08:00

2 days left. Somebody shoot me please.

Currently I'm submerging myself in lots of news and recent events and what-nots, because I'm really afraid that I won't have enough content for GP. It's so frustrating!!!

Anyway, in the notes and all, I've come across some quotes by Ralph Waldo Emerson. Is this name familiar to you? It sure is to me. I keep reading quotes that he sprouted, yet I have no idea who the man is.

So my first instinct was to Google it out. So many pages available, where to begin? Then it reminded me of this article (what else?) I read yesterday, about Google. And so it hit me that I'm part of this Google generation. What's to happen to my shelf of encyclopaedias?

Hence I closed the window, and refered to the big book instead. The result is pretty satisfactory. From THE NEW BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE:

"Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882) was among America's foremost poets and essayists. He was born May 25, 1803, in Boston, Massachusetts. His father, William Emerson, was a Unitarian clergyman and a stern but kindly man."

And that was the first paragraph. Now for the last:

"Emerson was a great essayist, idealist, and poet. Some of his best writing and most original thinking appear in his Journals, which were published in 10 volumes between 1909 and 1914. They provide the best biography of Emerson."

Ta-daa. There's even one of his poems in the book:

The Concord Hymn

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the enbattled farmers stood,
And fired the shot heard round the world.

The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.

On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set today a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.

Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.

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Beautiful but depressing war poem. Back to the quotations, here are some that I like:

"Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you."

"Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect." (I got a very Matrix-feel to this. Did they quote him on this one?)

"The ancestor of every action is a thought."

"The only way to have a friend is to be one."

"We do what we must, and call it by the best names."

"Every artist was first an amateur."

"Every hero becomes a bore at last." (This was also quoted in the movie "Le Divorce".)

And my favourite:

"All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen."

And finally, a really funny one:

"I hate quotations. Tell me what you know."

The man who hated quotations is probably one of the most quoted people right now. Whoa, some great irony going on in this world, but that's life.

General Paper

2006-10-28T00:46:00.000+08:00

If you look closely enough, fallacies are everywhere. I just found another two, in television commercials, no less. The first one is about the air-freshener. You know, the one where the cartoon monkey mother says in her motherly voice, "Wherever they go, my rascals leave a smell..." or something like that. Uh-oh, I'm using "something like that" too often, which means I don't pay enough attention. All that TV-watching must have finally kicked me into the Attention Deficit Disorder league. Help.

In any case, there's the illustration of how the air-freshener works, then back to the house scene, where two kid skunks are playing. Interesting. Mother monkey. Kid Skunks.

They must have been adopted.

The second television commercial is the one about some washing detergent. A girl complains to her mum about a lipstick stain on her collar. Wait a minute, isn't the whole "lipstick-stain-on-the-collar" supposed a man's problem? How the hell did a lipstick stain end up on a girl's collar?

Of course there's the suggestion that another girl kissed her, hence the lipstick stain. But this is Singapore television we are talking about, so let's rule out that option. So currently the only alternate option is that the girl used her collar to wipe her mouth, assumingly after a meal. Which, if you think about it, isn't very logical either. This girl obviously grooms, since she wears lipstick and all. What kind of well-groomed girl would wipe her mouth with her collar?

There you go, another fallacy.

On a switch of topic, let's talk about chocolate. Is a SNICKERS bar supposed to sting your throat? I'm eating one now, and I haven't had one for a very long time. Whoa, chocolate for supper, can you believe it? Anyway my mum is pretty funny. She fills up the refrigerator with a lot of these chocolate bars, even though nobody eats them. My sister is afraid of piling on the pounds, my mum doesn't like caramel, and I am currently held captive by braces. But I was looking around for food and found these bars, so I thought, "Heck, I'll just eat one."

Argh, now the stupid peanuts are caught everywhere. This spells an extra-long brushing routine later.

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I'm now reading GP notes. In between, I'm being reminded of this GP seminar I attended at New Creation Church (NCC for short, but I'm not comfortable with this acronym because it brings to mind the National Cadet Corps instead). Anyway it was pretty cool, and I made some new friends, some from TJC, some from MJC.

It's amazing how you can be in the same school, same graduating batch, same hall, same lecture theatre with a certain group of people for almost two years, yet you've never known their existence. But anyway, I'm happy to have met my new MJC friends.

Back to the subject on GP, I really like gender issues. In one of the notes, there's a series of illustrations taken from a 1970 children's book. The series of captions read as:

"Boys are pilots. Girls are stewardesses.
Boys are presidents. Girls are First Ladies.
Boys are doctors. Girls are nurses.
Boys are policemen. Girls are metermaids.
Boys can eat. Girls can cook.
Boys build houses. Girls keep houses.
Boys invent things. Girls use what boys invent.
Boys fix things. Girls need things fixed."

Goodness, I am very glad to live in the 21st century. Even such, the gender divide still exists. Yawn... I'm tired. Finally. It's now 1:35AM. My sleep clock has shifted into from 3AM to 11AM, which is really bad. Sleeping at 2AM would be a good start. Goodnight, or good morning really.

Things that don't really make sense.

2006-10-26T14:02:00.000+08:00

Having lived on planet Earth for the past eighteen years and a little more, I seem to find more and more things that simply don't make much sense.

Scenario One:

Earlier this afternoon, while on the bus, I was observing the scenery. Among the scenery, stood Siglap Secondary School. This being the end of the year and all, there's plenty of advertising going on, hence posters like "PSLE Students, come join us!" are aplenty. One of these posters caught my eye: a poster of Hady Mirza, followed by a caption that said "Dreams do come true" or something like that. (The bus was too fast.)

Well, I know it isn't wrong, but it doesn't exactly make much sense either. What were they trying to promote? "Join our school and up your chances of winning Singapore Idol"? Do you suppose more students wanted to get into Anglican High School because it churned out Desmond Koh and Sun Ho?

Not that I'm criticising anything or anyone. I'm just trying to say that there seems to be a missing link in the logic somewhere.

... Hmm, I just thought about it, and one of the few ways for it to make sense is that the school has a culture that encourages you to pursue your dreams. Well, every school should have such a culture. It's just the education system, as usual. Pragmatism is good, but we're almost completely submerged in a culture that teaches us to run the rat race. Most of the time, it's more like, "Follow your dreams only if it pays well or at the very least you earn a decent living and you can pay your taxes".

I'm rambling again. I don't know... There's just a fallacy somewhere. Because, let's say I were a PSLE kid absolutely smitten with Jonathan Leong, I wouldn't be able to get into St. Joseph's Institution, would I?

(He is from SJI, right?)

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Scenario Two:

While searching for some books, I found this ancient storybook called "Festival Fairy Tales". One of the stories inside is the classic favourite "Cinderella", and we all know how it ends. Nevertheless, I shall put down the last paragraph of the story here:

"And it so happened that the Prince married Cinderella and the two of them lived happily ever after. That was the reward Cinderella received for all the sacrifices she made and the hardships she endured with goodness and self-denial."

Self-denial!? What are they trying to teach young children? It's just as well that back then, when I first read this book, I didn't understand what self-denial means. Now it doesn't make sense on another level. Young children wouldn't know the term, so why put it in an innocent storybook?

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Okay, I think I'll go to school now, and see whether the mock GP paper has been marked. Then I'll study a bit and be back home to watch TV.

In a world that doesn't make much sense, I guess I'll just stick to the artificially coloured and sweetened lollipop world of television. And that, doesn't seem to make much sense either, but who cares?

Tests and TV

2006-10-26T00:54:00.000+08:00

I just took one of those Tickle tests.

http://web.tickle.com/color/

What is your true color?

"Michelle, your true color is Red!

Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do."

Well... That sums it up accurately enough. Anyway about the whole TV thing, I just dug out more dirt. From TIME magazine, there's this theory that too much TV-watching for toddlers aged one to three can cause autism. Am I glad that my addiction only kicked in after the age of five or six. And I'm even happier to be part of the generation that had good television programmes, although I can't remember most of them now.

"Teletubbies" isn't showing anymore right? I've never sat through one entire episode. "Barney" is tolerable enough, sometimes pretty good even. Plus you can't beat that hit song, "I love you, you love me, we're a happy family..." From what I hear, children really love "Hi 5". I've watched a bit here and there, and it isn't bad at all, although it's cringe-worthy to think about those five people being so perky and childish all the time, and they are in their twenties and all, maybe older.

I think I understand why children like "Hi 5" so much. It's probably because the show features real (and reasonably young) adults that the children can look up to. They function as both literal and symbolic role models. Kids probably think, "I want to grow up to look just as good and sing and dance just as well as them". No kid in their right mind is want to grow up into a purple dinosaur, which probably explains said dinosaur's apparent long-overdue extinction.

However, using this theory, I wouldn't be able to explain the popularity of "Spongebob Squarepants".

Pictures

2006-10-25T15:24:00.000+08:00

I saw this while looking for GP-related articles.

Anyway this is some Newsweek illustration about science vs. the media. I forgot where the article is, but it's about how people now rely less on their doctors about their queries about nutrition, because of the information explosion. So now they get stuff from the media instead, and the media isn't always reliable. So the mixed messages are causing people to eat and do the wrong things.

Whoa... Now I know why they say that TV is deadly. Haha...

Princess

2006-10-25T14:03:00.000+08:00

Thanks to the show, I'm in a perpetual "princessy" mood. And I've gone a bit nutty, so bear with me.

As if the timing couldn't be more accurate, I just got a girly phone!

Nokia 7360... Pretty right? It's so pink and everything. Let's see how it looks on the table...

Bleagh... Bad lighting. Anyway, I've checked out the functions, all pretty minimal, which is fine by me, since I don't need so many fancy things in a phone anyway.

And indulge me:

Voila! Princess! (Well, I can dream, can't I?) Damn it, why do I have to be such a bimbo? I think I've really gone crazy with the self-indulgence this time.

I'm contemplating the purchase of the soundtrack. What do you think?

Princess Hours

2006-10-24T20:30:00.000+08:00

Somebody kill me, I'm addicted again.

is just great! I can't believe how I got sucked into the story. When I saw the trailer some weeks before, I was like, "Not another one of those Korean melodramas!" And on the first day, I decided to give it a shot, just for fun.

Whoa. Once you start, you can't stop. (Is that why smokers just can't quit?) But the plot is undeniably good. It isn't melodramatic (yet), and it's good clean fun. And as for the eye candy...

Something for everybody... TV is spoiling me rotten by allowing me to feast my eyes on not one, but two pretty boys every weekday. (Plus I like to look at the pretty girls too. Bonus!) But here's my favourite one:

Isn't he handsome? I can't believe that I've been reduced to a bimbo who searches for pictures of a Korean serial actor on the internet. I'm an addict!

Okay, enough of fun time, I'm off to study now. But you can expect a load of future posts to be about the show.

Haze

2006-10-20T13:23:00.000+08:00

My expenses are going up up up, no thanks to the haze. The air-conditioning, the travel fare (I'm now taking the bus for distances that I usually cover by foot), the buying of health drinks, blah blah blah...

My mum was telling me about this spa alternative: the oxygen room. Basically, you pay $30, and then go into this room and breathe pure oxygen for one hour. Pretty cool right? I suppose business for them is now great because of the haze. If I got lots of money to burn, no pun intended, I'll move in 24/7. Goodness, that will be $720 a day, and if the haze stays for another month or so (touchwood), that will be a grand total of... $21,600.

Damn, that's a lot of money. So I guess the air-con is the next best thing. Maybe I'll get an air-purifier. There was one in the house, bought during the last haze, bought for $70. After the skies were clear again, my mum sold the thing to Cash Converters for a measly 12 bucks, since we all assumed that the haze wouldn't come again.

Man, what dramatic irony. Stupid haze!

Random Stuff

2006-10-18T11:55:00.000+08:00

Listening to: "Hotel California" by Eagles
Estimated PSI: 92
Actual PSI: 73
Today's Mock Exam: GP

Random Stuff. Can't wait for the PSI to get even lower, such that I'm actually looking forward to the monsoon season. Haze, haze, go away...

A sense of humour. What's that?

2006-10-17T11:32:00.000+08:00

The internet has caused waay too many problems. In a place where you can do almost anything anonymously, sense of dignity does not matter anymore. You can be the biggest jerk in the world, but you're the biggest anonymous jerk, so that makes it alright because people do not know who you are. So nobody really cares.

And sarcasm and subtle humour is harder to detect. Many instances, you're being humorous, but people, being unable to see your expression, don't know that so they think you're blatantly insulting others.

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It's just weird to think how it can be so different from real life, yet somehow reflective. It's just as ironic that with progress, comes degeneration.

Maybe life is one big irony.

Maths Mock Exam

2006-10-17T10:30:00.000+08:00

The Maths mock exam was... quite horrible, and it wasn't just the content. The Statistics part was more or less manageable, but Pure Maths... bleagh. I have recently begun to finally get the hang of arithmetic progression, but geometric progression is still so alien. And the curve-sketching part of maximum-minimum points, integration, etc... I think I need a miracle to get me through this.

Anyway, there were other horrible things. The LT desk was too damn tiny, everyone was too closely seated, Alexis and I kept knocking into each other, and my formula sheets kept flying away. Worst of all, at the end of the paper, the teachers just said that we could go off. Answer schemes will be available in the photocopy room, or on IVLE. Naturally I was stunned for a good two seconds. Initially I thought the whole thing was just a waste of time, but later Alexis reasoned that it was a good thing to make the students drag their asses there to do some real work.

Econs mock exam today. Enough said.

You are annoying.

2006-10-17T00:25:00.000+08:00

It is needless to say that you are incessantly childish and annoying. I would have said that you have long overstayed your welcome, if not for the fact that you were never welcome to begin with.

Game Over

2006-10-13T18:35:00.000+08:00

The joke's worn thin and fun time is over.

Speechless

2006-10-11T21:56:00.000+08:00

I haven't been blogging lately, mainly because these few days, whenever I read my tagboard, I'm rendered speechless.

Who are you people? Why do you care so much about how I look? Regardless of whether you care, why do you seem to be constantly sitting at your computers trying to tag the lives out of one another, and ironically telling the other party to "get a life"?

If you're so intelligent and so free, why don't you go find a cure for cancer, instead of annoying the hell outta me (because at this point, I am irritated) by expressing your one-cent (it's not even worth two-cents) opinion where it's not needed and certainly not wanted.

Plus the argument in the tagboard saga has digressed and deviated so much, it has become everything save from the things that make sense. And was the subject matter really about my looks in the first place? It started with Zack defending the "poor girl" whom I thought I was dissing.

At least I don't pretend that I'm not mean, or that I don't appear offensive at times. I can't possibly be all holier-than-thou and a self-righteous hypocrite. I don't want to wear the same dress as someone else. I don't want to blend into the crowd. Those are my choices. I am as much entitled to having my opinions as you are to having yours. But you crossed the line, because you had to condemn me for having my opinions instead of conforming to yours.

As for looks, why care? It's none of your business. Pretty or not pretty, so what? Whether or not I think I'm pretty or average or ugly, isn't going to affect your life. Then you think that I think too highly of myself and want to give me a reality check. Seriously, who do you think you are? What gives you the right to tell me what I should and should not do?

Since I really have nothing more to say at this point, I'll just stop here for now.

The whole saga

2006-10-08T15:23:00.000+08:00

I would have tagged, but there's an error with cbox, of all things to happen.

In any case, I realise that we're really having different arguments altogether, which explains a lot of things. So just to clear some things up, no girl is going to want to wear the same dress as another girl on prom night, no matter how the other girl looks. Maybe you don't understand this because you're a boy. Therefore you think I'm "dissing" her looks, which I'm not. There's not much beyond that.

I don't feel insulted by an insult, but that doesn't mean I'm vain or that I think I'm pretty or anything like that. Plus life isn't black and white: just because I don't think I'm ugly doesn't automatically equate to me thinking I'm pretty.

Plus I don't know who Mary is, and having someone insult me in a language I don't understand doesn't exactly serve any impact, since there isn't much common ground to base an argument on.

Which, on the other hand, does not mean that I don't care. Goodness, when have I said that I don't care? Of course I care about what's going on in my blog. It's only right that I care.

Blogging

2006-10-05T23:46:00.000+08:00

A General Paper question reads:

"Blogging is nothing more than idle chatter and self-indulgence." Is this a fair comment?

I don't think I'll attempt a question like this one. For starters, how many examples can you give? But the real question is, are you finding this statement difficult to disagree with?

Speaking of GP, I finally finished the assignment. I think Mr Chew's really patient when it comes to stuff like this.

Hmm... I'll be busy today, but I hope I can squeeze in some Maths.

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I can't believe I'm actually functioning properly this early in the morning. Ordinarily I wouldn't have woken up this early on a Sunday. I was happily dreaming that I was a journalist interviewing the gorgeous Gwen Stefani (which I am not making up), and then my phone rang. And I was thinking, "Of all times for the phone to ring..." and then the dream just sort of faded away. The second between waking up and taking the call, I was thinking, "What a dream."

Turns out it was Gracelyn who called. She apologised for waking me up, and I said it was okay. I thought it was actually 10.30AM or something. After the call, I realised that it was only 8AM. Part of me was happy, since I can afford to sleep for another two hours, but... I was wide awake. Bleagh...

And so here I am, blogging, idle chatter, self-indulgence and all.

Message: Translated

2006-10-05T11:29:00.000+08:00

Message: Translated

Well, with "ahlian"'s advice, I consulted an online translator, and the message (you can find in the tagboard) directly translates to, "You are sow ugly so that the cows begin to cry when judgement sees yourself!"

I laughed when I read it. I couldn't help it. My gosh, you expect to me to cry with the cows just because some random individual tells me I'm ugly in Swedish?

I suppose I am ugly in Swedish standards, since I'm not tall, skinny and blonde. But what does it matter? I don't want to be some plastic Barbie anyway. I'm fine with the way I am.

Maybe last year, or even at the beginning of this year, you might have provoked a different response out of me. But I'm comfortable in my own skin now, and you're not worth it. The only thing you're getting out of me is amusement.

Things do change after all.

I lost something again

2006-09-28T14:40:00.000+08:00

I possess a bad mixture of forgetfulness, carelessness and simply bad luck. It's something you have to have, to lose so many important things. In my life I have lost my wallet (twice), my digital camera, I/C, books, jewellery... Today I lost my watch.

Somehow I feel really disappointed in myself for not being able to do the simple task of keeping my valuables by my side. I don't remember when I lost it, or specifically where I lost it, only that it was this morning in school. So all day Alexis and I were retracing steps and walking round and round school, but nothing found.

MJC people reading this: if you see a slim SEIKO watch with a black strap and a small white and gold face, it's mine!

I hope I can find it by tomorrow, if not I'm going to get a new watch during the weekend. You know how some people cannot live with day without coffee in the morning, or how most people can't live without their phones? I'm someone who cannot function without a watch. The reason why I took my watch off today was because it was PE, and it was so hot. I was perspiring and the watch became uncomfortable. And I took it off and put it with my phone and wallet, which were intact. So I don't know exactly when my watch disappeared.

And it was a birthday present from my mum! She's going to be so disappointed in me...

It's just as well that I don't have Dick Lee's $140,000 watch. Imagine how I would feel if I lost a watch like that. But then again, if I could just toss out $140,000 for a mere watch, then maybe $140,000 would seem like a large sum, since it's all relative. And if I ever had a $140,000 watch, I would always keep it on when I wear it out, even if it's 40 degrees outside and the watch itches in the heat or something.

Sigh... Why am I so careless?