Gong Xi Gong Xi

hectic schedule. craaazy work. unfinished junk. stressed up brain. drained thoughts. hyperventilation. nervous breakdown.

my therapy? My Chemical Romance's [Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge].
What you should do, is blast it on your radio 3-5 nights in a row. sometimes it really works.

chinese new year is here. my best therapy...for now. it's finally here. i'm finally getting a break from all these "k-fed"(<-my other word that means "stupid") work i have to do! i know i'll have to get back to them, or as a matter of fact, get ready to present them, once school reopens on Wed. but i'm not gonna freakin care for now. i need a break, and i'm gonna use it well.

well, until tuesday of course and then it's back to reality, girlfriend.

reunion dinner tonight.
happy chinese new year everyone. Gong Xi Fa Cai.

New Day

i finally found time to blog. i've still got so many projects to complete, although most of them are at least 1/4 done..finally. phew....like i'm ever going to be able to finish them.

the past 5 days or so felt like 5 years. the funeral and everything.. it was so hectic and crazy, i felt as though it would never end. but it's all over now. it's ended. i think i learnt alot from the funeral. alot about my family, alot about my grandfather, alot about chinese customs. those traditions. hmm.

i think my mother's back to normal. i'm pretty sure she can't be that normal yet but she's definitely better. and turns out my family is gonna celebrate chinese new year after all. i better step up and get everything done then! *nods*

my only question is...where? hm.

so we bought lots of stuffs for the chinese new year today. loads and loads of them. bags and bags of them. we got our pussy willow.

in the evening, we received news that my grandpa had passed away. 96 years of age.

death for him is just another journey to another place. a happier place maybe. no more suffering in pain. i'm happy for him.

she's... back.

i think the wet weather's gone for good. or at least for now. the rain was such a pain and a gain. i didnt like having to shelter myself from the rain every morning for the past 2 weeks. but i loved the cool temperature. if only Singapore was this cool everyday. if only.

but hey, with Mother Nature playing her tricks on the world right now, Singapore might just snow one day. just one fine day. i wonder if that's a good or a bad thing.

anyway, i'm starting to feel the pressure lately because i've got loads of projects on hand and a few of them have to be completed before the Chinese New Year. lab tests coming up and oh, a math test on the eve of the eve of cny.

yay. boy, that's what i need to get me in the mood. *snaps fingers and does a thumb-up*

i can't wait for chinese new year. i really cant. nobody around me seems to be getting in the mood. i know, the pre-festive-season spirit in me is here... again (everybody go, "SIGH."). just like christmas.

okay now my friends are gonna start to avoid me. hmm.

SO as i was saying, chinese new year is coming. made LOADS of pineapple tarts at my aunt's house the other day. enough to set up a stall for a day i think. really. i guess it was pretty fun to learn how to make goodies like these(especially if you're doing it with 5 other ladies around. kinda like..ladies day! or um, grandma's knitting class.)..until you're doing the 4,789,346,203th tart. then it got pretty tiring. who knew that one could end up suffering from a sore back and tired feet..just from making the innocent little pineapple tarts?

so it really is my duty to eat them up during new year, for making me do all that hard work. oh, the sacrifice.

*sniggers*

gonna go to chinatown tomorrow. hopefully we'll find a pussy willow. hey if i can't get a christmas tree, at least let me enjoy my pussy willow okay?

ps: i still don't think they should keep playing new year songs everywhere. they get..annoying.

A New Year

it's been a very slow week, probably because i'm still in the whole holiday mood. some things we did, i liked. some, i didnt.

we got back 3 out of 4 of our exam papers.2 of them, i thought i did pretty ok. but as predicted, i failed my java. and badly too. i'm really starting to wonder what i'm going to do when i graduate and start working in the society. where is my place going to be if i'm failing my main module this badly? i wouldn't have a teacher or a friend there to help me, so i'll probably get fired.

then where do i go? i don't know. and i'm 17 already. and if you count by the year, i'm 18. dammit. i have no idea where i'm going. the freak out begins.


Dr William Tan tried to set a new Guiness World record on Thursday by wheeling himself around my school track for 24 hrs. we had to participate as well by running around the tracks. me, being the lousy runner i am, ran a pathetic number of 3 rounds. i was panting like a tired old horse after 2 rounds. pa-the-tic.

but i guess i did feel pretty good after the run. i thought i would've dreaded it, but i ended up feeling good. i wouldn't say i'm proud of myself(god, did u see? i was pathetic!) but i'm glad i ran. because to be honest, after being hyped up earlier that evening, i felt a little sick in my stomach and i almost considered going home. shame on me.

thankfully, i didnt. if a parapelgic person could go on, i should. i did.(still not proud of the fact that i ran 3 pathetic rounds though) heh. i do have a different perspective on certain things in life now. i must admit, he's a pretty admirable man. he never gave up. we shouldn't too.

oh yeah, i was freaking out a moment ago?

still am.

alright, now i'm contradicting myself.

(oh and people, keep the parks clean! :) )