Wednesday, June 28, 2006
I am not going into religion, because it's very much "sure-to-offend-somebody" kind of stuff to talk about. Just read the article that was written by someone else.
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
I'm reading my Econs notes now (surprise surprise, I study), and I really regret highlighting my notes with dark purple. That was last year. This year I use yellow and orange. And the yellow faded, so sometimes I can't tell whether a line is highlighted.
So what makes a perfect highlighter colour?
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I swear, Maple will be the death of me this mid-years. It's less than 3 hours before my Maths paper, and I'm still mapling. Woohoo.
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Monday, June 26, 2006
I just want to be
Lost in my own world
I just want to feel
Happy again
But I'm so lonely
I don't even want to be with myself anymore
Taken from Dido's "I'm Okay", I think. I would have checked, but I'm too lazy and too tired to. Anyway this is what I'm feeling now. Sad, lost and alone in a crowded world.
And I really want to stop making mistakes.
What does it matter anyway? Will anyone believe me?
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"To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world."
Isn't that just about the most beautiful line you've come across?
The lightning has struck, and it's time for the thunder to roll.
♥ The lights faded at 12:16 am
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Fakers, that's what we all are.
I'm not just talking about counterfeits and forgeries and stolen identities, even though those are the obvious examples. I'm saying, we live in a world of plastic surgery, imitation goods, push-up bras, hair dye, coloured contacts, anonymous taggers... Beyond all the physical stuff, there's still so much.
At some point in our lives, we would have faked something, and most of the time, it's for, well, enhancement. I can't really say that it's wrong, since personally I like wearing high heels because I'll be taller. But do we really need this enhancement? My mother is always scolding me because she says that I'm about 1.67m tall and am already taller than most of my female friends and hence I don't need high heels.
And it's true. So I'm wearing heels a lot less often now. (Not to mention that after walking up and down Orchard Road a few times, heels aren't exactly comfortable.) So what about erm, shorter girls? Does it make it more acceptable for them? Aren't they sort of faking it? Like a "I-only-look-tall-because-I-am-wearing-5-inch-heels-but-I-am-really-1.5m-in-height" sort of faking it.
(Not that I'm taking a dig at shorter people. I'm just saying it as it is. Sorry if I offended you.)
Or a 50-year-old auntie wearing stuff that even I won't wear. Sequinned spaghetti-strap top, denim mini-skirt, fishnet stockings and platform shoes. I kid you not, this was a real sight. So what enhancement? Was she trying to look younger, with her dressing looking so out of place with her white hairs and her wrinkles? Who was she trying to fool then?
Sigh...
Maybe it doesn't matter, because like I said, we all are fakers, even though most of us don't go for plastic surgery or buy pirated VCDs. I mean, when you're devastated and falling apart, and you still have a big plastic spastic smile on your face, then technically, you are a faker. I think that, we would all have done before.
Then someone would say that it's just "being strong". Is it?
And if it is, then is being a faker really a bad thing after all?
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I was listening to the radio this morning. 97.2FM. There was this talk about ai4 qing2 ma3 la1 song1, or "love marathon". The guest speaker said that two people cannot be in love forever, because love, like life, will naturally grow old and die.
And she also said that two people will only stay happily in love for about two years. After two years, they will get bored of each other. WHAT!? Apparently, the famous seven-year itch has been shortened to two. Miserable.
In the programme, love is described as something practical and functional (quite funny really). Just like a radio show, which must constantly introduce new content to the listeners, the two people also must introduce new things into the relationship.
Apparently, one of the best things to introduce would be children, because children themselves are everchanging, and it's supposedly a joy to watch them grow up. What a laugh. Wait till they go out and get tattoos and piercings and drunk and pregnant. Oh well, assuming they grew up well and untainted, it would be a joy to the parent.
And so I was listening, and I was thinking, well, we don't really need to deliberately introduce things, right? Because everyday is a new day, and something new happens everyday.
Am I bored? I seriously don't know, which may be a good thing, because I may not be bored after all. In any case, it just makes me think of what people have said to me...
That it's "not right" to settle down with the first one you meet.
That it's a "must" to date around. (Damn you lah, casual daters, you're the ones in tears, not me.)
That Mr. Right never shows up this early.
That someday, just someday, somebody will get bored.
Ohm...............................................................................
I must hear no evil.
Because I am going to defy all that.
♥ The lights faded at 11:57 am
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
I was at home the whole day, so at 9PM I thought, "I think I'll go out for some fresh air." Later, when I stepped out of the house, there came a whole lotta... cigarette smoke.
What the hell. What irony.
So anyway, I took a walk to the nearest NTUC, and bought some drinks and snacks, because watching TV alone isn't very fun. I need to eat while watching TV, and during and in between breakfast, lunch and dinner, there's plenty of good shows.
Studies? What studies?
Anyway, my personal must-watch is "The Nanny", because it's so damn funny and sarcastic. There's also "Lost", because I'm just hooked, and my naturally kaypoh nature demands me to know every detail right until the end. Other than those, I also watch a lot of MTV.
Nelly Furtado is the Artist of the Month. She is so damn hot, but her latest song is so hip-hop-ish, like completely different from her old style which made me a fan in the first place.
And there's the programmes like "The 70's House" (Yay, Andrew won!), "Room Raiders" (which really motivates me to clean up my room more often), and today I came across this show called "My Own".
Basically, every episode is about "my own so-and-so". The episode that I watched today was "my own Hillary Duff". This guy (I forgot his name) who claims to be Hillary Duff's greatest fan is the judge, and he has two friends to help him. Six girls participate in this contest, and the one who reminds the guy most of Hillary Duff scores a date with him.
I don't know about you, but I thought it was pretty sicko. The guy obviously has the hots for the original Hillary Duff, but won't the chance of getting anywhere near her, so he picks a total stranger who will to remind him of her. My suggestion? Dude, you're in the same country as she is. Go stalk the original, instead of going for the fake.
Anyway, out of these six girls, only one looks remotely like Hillary Duff. Later, I found out that it doesn't really matter. The first round is a quiz, like, "When is Hillary Duff's birthday?" and other trivia, and they each also have to sing a couple of lines of any one of her songs, and do a bit of freestyle dancing.
Initially, I rooted for the contestant called Michelle, because we share the same name, and because she sang and danced really well. And she got every question correct. Later, I didn't like her. Here's why:
Guy: You answered every question correctly. Good!
Michelle giggles.
Guy: What's so funny?
Michelle giggles some more.
What the... I almost saw the word "Bimbo" appear on the TV screen, right above her head. In any case, she made it into the next round, along with three other girls: Kelsey (the one who looked a teensy bit like Hillary Duff), Courtney (tall girl with fantastic voice) and Dianelle. Dianelle is tone-deaf and cannot dance. She is also an absolute bimbo who got many questions wrong. How did she make it into the next round? Easy. She had blonde hair and big boobs.
Typical man, that guy.
Anyway, Michelle didn't make into the third round, because the second round was just the guy and his friends watching pre-recorded videos of the four girls and their lives. Michelle just wouldn't stop giggling in the videos. I understand why she was eliminated.
The third round is the performance round, where the three girls have to sing and dance like Hillary Duff. They perform half a song each, with accompanying music and props on the stage. Kelsey's performance was mediocre, Dianelle's was painful (she forgot her lyrics to "Wake Up" and sang "I forgot this part..." -.-ll) and only Courtney's was good. And Courtney won, even though she's nothing like Hillary Duff. She looks so tough and cool and not at all cute and bubbly. But singing-wise she was the best.
Ooh... Guess what the guy's comments about her were? "She has a great voice... and a great body." So it all points towards one thing.
Yep, some show.
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Now that "The Dream Shop" has er... closed shop, I now have a new song in the 'Welcome Note' section. "100 Days" was something that I wrote in Sec4, I think.
No, it's not a break-up song, although the lyrics can be interpreted that way. I didn't really see it until I typed it just now. It's actually a song about running away from home.
Family.
What family?
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Monday, June 19, 2006
Seriously, this world is one fucked up place.
And I don't even want to start about Heaven, utopia, or anything that living people have fantasised about but haven't actually experienced.
What with all the stupid freakish things that can happen to people, I'm sure that we all get driven mad from time to time. How do we stay sane?
Some people don't even try. It's basically "Goodbye Cruel World" instantly. Tata. That's it. That, is worse that stupid and foolish and idiotic and all of that related stuff combined.
I wanted to blog more, but right now my thoughts are all over the place. It's 2.30AM now. I'll blog in the afternoon, after I've slept and all that and my head is clearer.
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Thursday, June 15, 2006
Yes, I went to Sentosa again, this time with choir friends. The mission? To have fun and get tanned.
Upon reaching there, the guys play some ball.
Charissa and I went for some tanning.
Then Ying Chuan and Da Hong went to play basketball, and Rui Hong and Jun Wen proceeded to bury Bernice in the sand.
Then we were joined by Gladys and Xinag Rong, and all of us went into the sea. I tell you, it was some experience. I have actually never submerged myself so deeply in seawater before. And I drowned at one point, can you believe it? Quite embarassing. Fortunately, there was a lifesaver among us. Zhou Rui Hong saved me, again. I owe him more than one. Haha.
Yeah, we played in the water and did little else for the day. I walked on the bridge at Palawan Beach, and there were two couples taking their wedding photos at the same time! I think it's so romantic to have wedding photos taken on the beach. You can refer to my joint blog (link can be found in "The Loves") for a related entry.
As for the result at the end of the day: sunburnt skin!!! It's super-gross, and the worse thing is that I have tan lines, which means that I may not be able to wear tank tops for the rest of the holidays. No... I envy the guys la, they can run around topless, and not have tan marks on their upper bodies. Argh...
Yep, Sentosa, for your unforgetable holiday experience.
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Wednesday, June 14, 2006
I just read Xiaxue's blog. Yeah, I'm a regular reader. Her blog is extremely entertaining. Anyway, after reading her latest entry, I only have one thought on my mind:
I want to go to Disneyland too!
And it's probably the kid in me speaking.
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006
"The Omen" was a little disappointing, I have to say. If it weren't for Julia Stiles, who is one of my favourite actresses, I wouldn't have watched it.
Well, did she salvage the movie? She's a brilliant actress, no doubt. But her role was quite limited, unfortunately. Mia Farrow was good, in the role of the nanny. Actually, the cast is very A-List. Yeah, it sometimes determines whether the movie is good. I mean, if you go ahead and watch some Asian horror movie featuring some unknown, it'll just be lots of gore and long-haired things.
Anyway, the story was pretty good until about the end. It made me go, "What the hell?!" Well, it may work for you, and if you're intending to watch it, I wouldn't discourage you. And if you study Gothic lit, it might appeal to you. There's a lot of Gothic elements in it. Like the house of instance, pointed arches, lots of corridors (labyrinthine)... it looks pretty damn creepy. Who in their right minds would want to live in such a house?
Otherwise, there were a lot of symbols in it. I like the colouring stuff. You'd notice that Julia Stiles, who plays Kate, Damien's mother, wears white most of the time. And the atmosphere is freaking dark and gloomy, then suddenly you see a splash of bright red here and there. I don't know if it's colour therapy or what, but I quite feel the effect of it.
One of the most disturbing parts of the movie is actually the beginning. It won't be much of a spoiler if I talk about it here. They talked about REVELATIONS 8:7 and onwards, about the signs pointing toward Armegeddon. The "mountains of fire" in the Bible were intepreted as the 911 incident in the movie, and the "waters that swallowed thousands of men" was the tsunami. I know it's a movie, but what if it's true? What if these are the signs?
And the book of REVELATIONS continues to intrigue me.
Well, "The Omen" is nevertheless a horror movie, and I suppose it doesn't purpose to do anything further, other than to scare and to entertain, which it did. If that's what you're looking for, go watch it then.
Boo.
...
Okay, thinking about other stuff, like... studies! Oh my gosh, I'm so... unmotivated. What with all the distractions like movies, mapling, blogging, braces (yes, the pain is very distracting okay), CLEO, television, even sleeping... Man, this is what the holidays should be all about.
And I have less than two weeks left. Help me.
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Well, it's a classic (some say cliched) start: I was tidying up my room, and then I came across a chunky grey file. Guess what it contained? Primary school tests, from the days when I could score A's without effort? Letters from a secret admirer? Suicide notes?
Nah. None of the above. It contained possibly every musical score from my AHS choir days.
Yeah yeah, you think it's boring. But to me, these things contain a lot of fond memories. Yep, back when AHS choir was good. Makes me sad to think about the state it is in now. I miss AHS choir, the old one, of course. I miss singing Cui Dong Cui! It was a beautiful song, and still is, of course. It's a pity I'll never get to sing it again, with the members from my time. Damn, I feel so old now. Must be the "I'm past 18" birthday thingy and all.
I'll end my entry with the lyrics from the song "Memory", from the Andrew Llyod Weber musical "Cats". A hauntingly beautiful song. I love it. You can also hear the music on http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLoMIll2bRY&search=Weber.
Memory
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to mourn
Memory on a lull in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember the time
I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the streetlamp sputters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And the new day will begin
But our ends of smoky days
The stale, cold smell of morning
A streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me, it’s so easy to leave me
All along with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You’ll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun
P.S. The lyrics may not be accurate.
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Sunday, June 11, 2006
Just some random things in my head right now:
CLEO magazine absolutely rocks.
I'm so toasted and roasted when it comes to preparations for the Mid-year exams. Sayonara.
There is something about MapleSEA that is just so damn addictive. I love it.
I want to do some dress-up. Like put on some Goth garb, then go to Orchard Road and scare the hell out of people. Actually, people are used to seeing extreme things in Orchard Road. Oh well, there's always Tampines Mall. Haha. Hey, it's not some fetish thing (I hope), I just want to dress-up and have some fun. But, sigh... Fancy dress parties don't seem to be very hot in Singapore. I can imagine the reactions of some of my friends.
Me: "Hey, I'm throwing a fancy-dress party next Saturday. Make yourself free ok?"
Friend 1: "Cool, this will be special. But eh... I don't have anything to wear. How?"
Friend 2: "Fancy-dress? No money, can't go."
Friend 3: "You want to xue2 the ang-moh and celebrate Halloween or what?"
Friend 4: "Bian4 tai4, you want to see your friends dressed up in animal costumes is it? Then you'll take lots of photos and put on your blog. Noo... I'll just wear normal clothes and bring a paper bag. When I reach your place then I'll put the paper bag over my head."
...
Like I siad, random things.
Have a good day.
♥ The lights faded at 11:28 pm
Friday, June 09, 2006
On the 7th of June, a group of MJC Choir people went to Parkway's KBox. Needless to say, we had lots of fun, doing what we love to do the most: sing our hearts out. So this entry will be mainly pictorial. Oh, and I'm only going to put the nicer photos here. To the people who want all the photos, you gotta ask me personally. There's no way I'm putting unglam photos of anyone, especially myself, here. Haha...
Yes, they actually have "Tea For Two", which was one of the songs that the Year Two Chorus sang during the concert in May. Aah... I miss choir!
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Wednesday, June 07, 2006
How did I spend my birthday?
Eating and shopping! Aaah... The simple pleasures in life.
I met up with CK at Bedok first, then we went to Orchard via the MRT. He needed to get his phone fixed at Wisma Atria anyway. So I had the first half of my lunch at Wisma Foodcourt. It was my first time at that foodcourt, pretty amazing right?
Because I had lost four teeth, and on top of that I have eight blue rubber things wedged between my teeth, eating was torture. So I drank soup. Lian2 ou3 tang1, or lotus root soup. Very nice, but quite expensive. A whopping $4.50 for a tiny bowl of soup, my gosh! But it tasted good, and I'm assuming that it's really nutritious and all.
After all that, we went to Takashimaya foodcourt, where CK had his lunch. Cheese noodles! Damn, if only I could chew. I love those noodles, they'd be my second choice if I could eat normally. (My first choice would be Pepper Lunch salmon pepper rice. Mmm...) Luckily, I can still eat certain soft food, like... Tiramisu, thank goodness. So far, it's Crystal Jade Cakery's Tiramisu that I find the most hua2 suan4. Only $3.30, and quite delicious.
Then it was off to Bugis Junction. So cool, my birthday happens to fall nicely into the season of the Great Singapore Sale. I didn't buy a lot, just some clothes. I would have bought more, but during a sale, most of the clothes are too big. Yes, even too big for me, haha...
Then we went to Aljunied, where CK collected his new glasses, which definitely look better than his old ones. He looks younger now, and now he also looks more like someone else I know. Funny I didn't see the resemblence until another friend pointed it out.
By then, it was time for dinner. More travelling, this time to Whitesands Swensens. (Whoa, we're like touring the whole east side of Singapore.)
Yep... That's it for my birthday.
Next entry: Kbox outing.
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Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Oh well, happy birthday to me.
Here's to surviving 18 years in this world.
And hello to M-18 movies, alcohol, and clubbing.
Not that I'd really want to, but it's nice to know that I can.
Aah... The new-found freedom.
Cheers.
♥ The lights faded at 7:51 am
Friday, June 02, 2006
Thursday: Choir Farewell
Well, so we had to sing our swansong. Although I didn't shed a tear, I was quite sad. I love the choir. It's a beautiful family.
The family portrait I never had:
The Altos!
Well, after the farewell, a group of us (Jo, Holly, Zhengjie, Charissa, Rui Hong, Dahong, Ying Chuan, Jun Wen) went to Pasir Ris Park. It was great fun. We drank and we talked and we had fun.
I have no idea how many more times I'll be saying this, but seriously, I love you guys.
Friday: Going out with Frances
Yay, I finally met up with my best friend today. She looks so tai-tai now, with her dyed-brown spiral permed curls, and her dressing and all. We went out for lunch at Subway. It's great to eat there with her, because we want the exact same thing, so we can order a footlong and share a meal.
Then we went to play pool at Downtown East. She's good. Well, we had fun until a couple of screechy bengs invaded the place. Some people apparently feel the need to screech a swear word with every ball that didn't get in. So our lovely pool session had to end shortly. But never mind, we went to the arcade after that, where we played... Daytona racing! We also played some of that BishiBashi thing. And after that, sticking to the tai-tai spirit, we went to have tea. Haha... But it was bubble tea, so I guess we're not really tai-tai-ish after all, ha.
And here's my birthday present from Frances, very nice right?
Thanks girl, for the gift and for spending the day with me. Muack.
♥ The lights faded at 7:37 pm
Oh well, I had expected some form of retaliation. (Dear reader, you may want to refer to the tagboard first.)
To whoever that "aNoNyMoUs" is, thanks a lot, really. You have now provided me with some inspiration for this entry. I'll dedicate this entry to you.
Apologies, should my behaviour appear condescending in my previous post. What do you expect? I was annoyed by the deliberate use of bad English, because nobody's English can be that bad. For example, your tag appeared nothing more than comical and very very fake, and for all I know, your English could be better than mine, and you just typed like that to tick me off further.
And excuse me, I never did say that my English was good or anything. I may not have an excellent command of the language, but I believe it is at the very least above average. Hence I practise, by blogging in standard English. I'm very much used to typing in standard English anyway. Do you have a problem with that, as I do with your pathetic way of typing in lousy English?
And I don't "act cheem", so shut up.
You know what? There is absolutely no authority on my part, and I know it. It's not like I'm pointing a gun at your throat, forcing you to type in perfect English. I'm not being dictorial, am I? You can type in whichever way you see fit, it's not like I'm being such a great influence or anything.
Because, "aNoNyMoUs", you little coward, it's your loss in the end, not mine.
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