Word Play?

*suffering from writer's block*

uh, school's been alright, with the schedule being less packed this semester. of course, it's only the first week. come next week, everyone's probably going to start freaking out at hearing the words, "assignments", "projects" and " general election". *shudders*

i'm taking arts appreciation this term and i guess, taking this subject, you'd either love it or hate it. it's not going to be easy, but at least i know i like it for now. well, chances to express myself. there's no way i'm gonna miss out on that.

oh and i met marcus yesterday. apparently, we both weren't sure if it was either of us but we just waved at each other anyway. heh.

um... yes. writer's block.

A Well-Deserved break, indeed.

i know i have been having a break for a pretty long time, but i realised that anna was right. it's a well deserved one. i mean, after all, i have been stressing out during the last few terms of school and suffering under the pressure of the workload given, most of which, i had trouble understanding.

i deserved this break.

and i got it. going away made it better. 2 days away from singapore was refreshing, and good enough for me to completely relax myself. i was wonderfully relaxed. this time round, there wasn't any pressure to return home on time because i didnt have to go to school the next day.

and by relaxed, i meant truely relaxed. so relaxed until i allowed myself to pig out for 2 days. really. i indulged myself in heavenly meals for dinner and breakfast on thursday and friday respectively. buffets. yes, it's always been a guilty pleasure. there was no way that i was going to be there, and miss out on the sumptuous varieties in front of me. come on, who could resist that roast beef, grilled dory, kebabs, turkey ham...and all that jazz?

we ate well and engaged in silly little conversations about everything. and mostly, we made fun of my mom throughout the whole trip because everything she did or say was hilarious. she really cracked us up alot, and i think we did the same to her. also, she stepped into starbucks for the first time in her life. well done, momma! (wait till you hear what happened there. haha!)

although, being away from singapore for a couple of days made me appreciate some of singapore's systems. i guess sometimes, when you feel sick and tired of this place, it's good to get away for a while. and then you return home, and compared to some places, this truely is a safe and clean city. but of course, those 2 days were defintely worth it (excluding the traffic jam on our way back. STINKIN' JAM).

anyway, i've always wondered how my father knew the roads so well. it's one thing to know the roads in singapore, but it's another to know roads in other countries. he's driven in soooo many different places, it seems as though he has a street directory in his head. seriously. he's taken us to places behind old streets in malaysia, through country roads, and even through the rubber plantations once. places and roads that tour buses will never take you to. even in countries like new zealand and australia. plus, he's got driving skills of a daredevil(it scares me sometimes haha). my father always makes sure that we enjoy ourselves. that's one reason why i love holidaying with my family so much.

i think i'm lucky. because i dont feel the need or urge to disagree with things my parents tell me to do, stay away from them or feel embarrassed to be seen with them like some kids my age do(i'm sure they have their reasons). i guess, maybe, my parents and i have a mutual understanding for one another. they respect me as much as i respect them. like how they dont really give me restrictions sometimes, so i respect them by not pushing things to the limit. AND, i have to talk to my mom every night. i just cant shut it, and sometimes, i think she secretly wishes i'm like other kids who just dont talk to their parents. heh. not gonna happen anytime soon, mom!

Marcus got me to do this. so here goes:

Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle.
Say the following questions aloud, and press play.
Use the song titles that come up to answer each question.
NO CHEATING.

How does the world see me?
Just A Girl- Gwen Stefani (i am.)

Will I have a happy life?
All in All- Lifehouse (falling down what you gonna do?)

What do people really think of me?
Misfit- Amy Studt (it's true)

Do people secretly lust after me?
Hakuna Matata- The Lion King
what a wonderful phrase...

How can I make myself happy?
Leaving On A Jet Plane- John Denver
*nods*

What should I do with my life?
Move Along- The All American Rejects

Will I ever have children?
The Remedy- Jason Mraz

What is some good advice for me?
I Just Wanna Live- Good Charlotte

What is my current theme song is?
It Never Gets Easier- Straylight Run
i'll keep it simple for obvious reasons.

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Home Sweet Home- Motley Crue (technically?)

What song will play at my funeral?
Always Look On the Bright Side Of Life (dance, everyone!)

What type of men/women do you like?
Something About You- Five For Fighting

What is my day going to be like?
Simple As It Should Be- Tristan Prettyman
*smiles*

Why am I here?
I Think God Can Explain- Splendour

What will people remember me for?
Basket Case- Green Day (i pretty much am. *runs about with hands waving in the air*)

What song will be stuck in my head tomorrow?
Tomorrow Morning- Jack Johnson (pun intended.)

What will this year be all about?
Crazy- Simple Plan (hey, says it all.)

Misses and "misses"

met up with good ol' mates for coffee last night(zhen, you're next! :) oh and anna & marc, *yawns* um, yea. when?). it's not like we havent seen each other for ages...

...we just havent seen each other for weeks. hah. but it was nice catching up. even though we really just talked the whole night through, with a couple of mishaps with fried chilli mushrooms, i enjoyed it. boy, are things gonna be different when school re-opens.

i'm gonna miss "LOST" tomorrow night. darn. and possibly "The Amazing Race" and "Survivor". triple darn. OH. "Joan of Arcadia". dang it. going on holiday's such a hard thing. darn nutcracker on a cow's behind.

so okay, dont try to contact me on my phone tomorrow and friday. well, you could. but you'll have to pay more. ;)

ciao for now.

The Misadventures of Anna & Seige

let me let you in on a stupid story.

this afternoon, i was over at anna's to help her thin down her hair. so both of us went into the toilet, and i started cutting. snip, snip, snip. now, the door was closed, but it wasn't locked. i didnt think much at first.

we heard a noise coming from the storeroom, and anna immediately told me to lock the door. it wasnt a burglar or anything. it was...our grandmother. apparently, she didnt want our grandma to know that i was cutting her hair. we whispered a little, stopped talking, and held our breaths.

nope, no more sound. our grandma had returned to the kitchen. PHEW. so anna turned on the radio(yeah she has a radio in the bathroom) and i continued snipping(hah). SNIP, SNIP. then it came.

grandma asked anna some question on oil or something. YIKES. i quickly shut my mouth, and started thinking, ok, planning, on what to say to grandma if she finds out i'm in there. eeks. of course, i was secretly praying that she would just walk back to the kitchen. that's right. praying hard. BUT NO. she realised that i was nowhere to be seen. so she asked anna if i had gone home.

and anna(my dear dear anna) replied yes.

freak out began. i couldn't believe that she said "yes"! now how was i supposed to hide or sneak out of the house without grandma seeing me? my keys were still on the shelf outside! and at the same time, what would grandma have thought if she saw me then? how? what? how??

you would have to be in the toilet to understand how stupid and funny that situation was immediately after anna said "yes". quietly loud, i looked at her innocent face in the mirror and asked her why she said yes, while re-planning my whole what-to-say deal. it's time for Operation B. "that was the first answer i could say!" said Anna. no, more like, whispered Anna. both of us burst out laughing. but we couldnt laugh out loud because then grandma would know. so we ended up laughing really hard, but you know, without any sound. sooo freaking painful.

as if the situation couldnt get any stupider, grandma decided to return to ask anna to help her see something on some product. WHICH MEANT, that anna had to open the door. HOLY MOTHER OF FLYING COCKROACHES!

the next 5 seconds included 2 panic girls, lots of facial expressions, and the shower curtain. that's right. Operation C. i hid behind the shower curtain. NO, this isn't some Disney movie. i hid behind the shower curtain.

all was settled, and grandma didnt discover a thing. i wasnt spotted! thank god for the great invention, ladies and gentlemen, of shower curtains. *applauds*

it was just freaking hilarious. i didnt had to say anything, and neither did anna. i just needed to point at the shower curtain. and we both burst out laughing. i'm sorry, but it was just plain hilarious. and stupid. i think we were both mainly laughing at our stupidity, and yet, i THINK, intelligence(yes?).

i'm lazy to elaborate on, but later on, some relatives came over, and i popped out from the other room. grandma seemed surprised at first, but i somewhat convinced her that i had gone up to take something, and came back down earlier on already. she has the tendency of not noticing it when i go into the house..sometimes. so she was convinced. plus, she had people to entertain.

what a ridiculous way to spend a Sunday afternoon. ridiculous, but extremely funny. maybe you wouldnt think it was that funny. i guess you just had to be there to get what i mean. *laughs*

ps: my family's decided to spend 2 days in malaysia. it's a chrismukkah miracle!

The TV Entry

so i last posted about that green thing. well, either it's gone, or it's hiding somewhere, attempting to come out sometime in early May. but it's not around for now, which is why i'm still intact(and sane), don't worry. :)

in fact, life has been so quiet recently. yes, i went out a few times, but it's still quiet. subtle. i mean, this isn't Wisteria Lane, and i'm not Joan of Arcadia or something, so there really isn't much drama happening around me (although, the block opposite's been having more drama than usual, but it's just Mediacorp drama). it's good though, not having drama in your life. the simpler it is, the better.

but i want to get away. even for just a while. for refreshments. besides, school's starting, whether i try to live in self-denial or not. "seige, you fool, you can run, but you can't hide." i feel like a Greek inside the Trojan horse, waiting impatiently to come out and conquer the country. a country. aaaannyytime now.

which is why, bye, bye, Troy, because the Greeks are coming! heh. i managed to ask my family to go to Malaysia for a day, just for a little break. we're gonna conquervisit Malaysia! more importantly, i can get out of here, even though it's just a day trip. at least it's before school starts. no wonder the Hulk's nowhere in sight.

people think that by not working, i wouldn't learn much at all. wrong. i've learnt so much these past few weeks. like how to juggle popcorn in the air while operating the remote control with my toes. or how to stuff 3 cookies into my mouth...get this,... at a time. :O I KNOW! ain't that amazing???

not.

ok so maybe i didnt learn all that. truth is, i've learnt to grocery shop. i've learnt to choose fruits properly. in fact, i love grocery shopping at supermarkets. it's kinda nice. plus, i've got a huge obsession for fruits lately. which is why i've had to have a bowl of mixed fruits every night for the past few weeks. here's a tip: if you're like me, where you like munching things even if you're not hungry, get grapes. they're nice to munch, and really healthy too. i like my share of kiwis as well. quote Jamie Oliver: "Kiwis are like the Aston Martins or fruits. they've got the craziest kind of taste, but have the highest amount of vitamin c in them as well." ooh, aston martin.

i got a little involved in cooking as well, and watching cooking shows highly interests me(of course, they cant beat my love for makeover shows, heh). wait. grocery shopping? cooking? uh-oh. have i turned into a Stepford wife? if so, where's my under-achieving, insecure, not-so-charming husband then? HAH. right.

woah. how random is this post?

That Green Thing

when i hear my father and brother discuss about their air tickets, when they should set off and what to pack and stuffs, i quietly go to my room, close the door, bang my head continuously on the cupboard, pull my hair till they all fall out, morph into the Incredible Hulk and stare at that green thing in the mirror. 2 minutes later, i walk out and act all normal again.

jealous? nah...who says i'm jealous?

...ok, this double identity thing is hard to keep up with. my alter ego's giving me a hard time. alright, alright, i'm jealous. envious. man, it's such a torture. i really dread school now. i refuse to count down to the number of days left before school reopens. i refuse.

i'm glad they get to go and all. i mean, i do hope they'll enjoy themselves. but i'd be a much happier person if i get to go too. unfortunately, i dont think it's gonna happen any time soon. my father asked me if i wanted anything from USA. i wanted to tell him to look out for Role Model tees, but then i figured he wouldnt know what they look like so i told him not to get me anything. plus, america's expensive.

yeah, you're thinking what i'm thinking. i guess i'm pretty much stuck here.

GASP! poor mom! she's gonne be stuck here... with me! shucks. i shall try to make it the best 2 weeks of our lives when the time comes (and secretly wallow in self-pity).a women's household! yes. i'm thinking...lots of relaxingironing, dancingmopping, and nice flickskorean dramas. sigh. i love my mom.

updates

The Commonwealth Games. now, here's something that i'd never thought i would really watch. afterall, it is because of these games that made the screening of some of my favourite programs postponed to a later date. i should hate them actually. surprisingly, i've actually grown to like watching them.

now swimming, i like. just check out the physics of the swimmers. males and females. for starters, they look like they've got really long bodies. the ladies look tough, and the men look good. i just love watching the competitions. it's actually something for me to do since i pretty much have nothing to do anyway. yeah it sounds pretty sad. but come on. i mean, hey, who knew there's a dragon in the middle of the Welsh flag? literally. huh? huh? bet you didnt know that. see? i learn too. :) plus, it's kind of my motivation to work out more.

my dad's going to California in may. not for work, but to "check that place out". and he pretty much has some of his expenses paid. my brother's probably going as well since he's having his holidays and... has enough cash.

i am so so so jealous right now.

never in my wildest, wildest dreams did i ever think that i'll be able to go to america. and it's still a dream. because i'm not going. this is a point in my life where i get the right to really hate school. school. ugh. that..that thing. that place where we get educated. bah. UGH.

i can't believe i'm missing out because of school. why couldn't it be april? or march? like now? i mean, money is a problem. but i'm just gonna find something to place hate on, and i choose school. Damn you, school. DAMN YOU.

What's in this head

i received my results via sms yesterday. the sms of doom...light? and thank you earth, wind, and fire, because i passed. that's right, i made it to year 2. let me just say, it wasnt so much of a joy ride while waiting for that sms to come(oh yeah, i need to buy Jason Mraz's "Waiting For My Rocket To Come". ANNA!).

but thank you god because i PASSED and it's all that matters. hoho.

surprisingly, i actually did better in this semester than the last. my GPA's slightly higher this time round. it's still far away from what's needed to enter a local university, but hey, it's an improvement. plus, are u ready for this...get ready...i actually got an "A" this time.

i know people. scream your lungs out. pull your hair. quick, drop your jaws and stare at me in disbelief!

that's what i did.

done? alright. to make you feel better, i got a D+ for BNT. (ok now you can turn to your friends and say,"yup, that's still her. mmhmm.") I mean, truth is, D+ definitely is a sucky grade. but it also means no supp paper, and for that, i'm thankful.

and i'd have to give huge credit to this person from another class who helped me out with my java. pure genius.

had a huge dinner at a restaurant yesterday because it was my grandmother's 85th birthday. anna and i just crapped alot. alot. it's been a while. that was fun, babe. :) we really should just start speaking in coded languages.

anyhow, it's still the hols and i'm still jobless, but i have this theory. if i cant find a job, i'll at least try to do something meaningful this holiday. taking up courses, doing volunteery work. heck, even drawing. which is why..i'm most probably gonna take up boxercise with my friend! okay before you burst out laughing and start rolling on the ground, let me just say that i think it's gonna be pretty cool! it's something to do, it's new, and it even keeps me fit. so why not?

also, volunteery work. i'm looking for places that just need simple volunteery work. like a child care center, or an old folk's home or something. either that, or some major organization that will bring me to africa to do volunteery work for the people there. sincerely. i'm not trying to play angel. those who know me know that i'm definitely NOT an angel(heh). i just wanna help.

oh yes, of course i stupidly, once again now, stupidly, got myself involved in some school workshop thing. now i have to go back to school next week to help my teacher out. STUPID, arent i?

ho. there i am, wanting to volunteer for organizations and stuffs, and here i am, complaining about being sucked into helping my teacher out at school. oh the irony. oh, me.

Oscars. It's all about the look, baby.

the Oscars. i loved it.

why? because it had everything Star Awards didnt have. the class, the glamour and the fashion. yeah, that's what i am. judgemental.

here's the difference between the Hollywood actors and the funny mediacorpers.

Oscars: the men showed up in classy tuxedos that really just didnt do anything to them except it made them look smart. and good looking too. their hair, nicely combed back. a little bow at the neck completed the whole look. most of the women showed up in simple yet elegant dresses that sparkled along with their radiant faces. it spelled G-L-A-M-O-U-R.

Star Awards: the men competed with the women to try to look as eccentric as possible. thus, we saw men showing up with hair extensions, or straightened(too much)fringes. different sets of clothes being put together to form an outfit. chains and weird flower brooches dangling on their jackets. scarves coming out from under the jacket? sure. real classy. as for the women, they tried too hard. admittedly, not all of them are like that, but there were those who wore weird little dresses that just didnt spell G-L-A-M-O-U-R, girlfriends.

gosh, i'm blunt. :)

and there's that touch of class and elegance at the Oscars. for one, no freaky Zoe Tay-auntie behaviour. freeeaaaky.*shudders*

and let me just say that Hilary Swank looked fabulous. and wow, that body. DARN thin people! ugh.

I'll Be There For You

i just watched the last episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S Season 10 and it's gotten me all sad again.

yes, it was a re-run. yes, i watched the entire re-run of F.R.I.E.N.D.S from season 1 to 10 on Star World. just like i watched the entire original series on Channel 5. but back then, i was comforted by the thought that Star World would still be showing the sitcom. so there, i had it. i knew weekdays got me bad, but i knew that 11 pm every night would somehow find a way to make me feel better. every weeknight.

it's so amazing, because i even managed to get someone who started out not being able to tell "Chandler" and "Joey" apart to turn into someone who reminded me that, "There's F.R.I.E.N.D.S tonight." My Mom. i got her to watch one episode, and she then followed the next, and the next, and the next...all the way till the end. she LOVED the show. she even safely tells me now that her favourite character would have to be "Phoebe". yay mom, me too!

okay, so i know this is a crappy post, but i really think i should give credit to the show that is partly the reason why i'm still not taking anti-depressant pills now.

OKAY, I'M A HUGE FAN. hell, i even got them on my desktop wallpaper, so sue me! :D

Sunday nights, that's all i got now. good thing it's the holidays.

ps: i can't believe i didnt watch "LOST" when it was shown on channel 5. it's darn good.

pps: uh-oh. i think we're all witnessing a serious case of the overprocessed-tv syndrome. i've cross over to the far end now. the extreme end.

nutto.

They all Suck.

this episode on Oprah the other day talked about this tragic story of a college girl who slowly planned her suicide and her frequent visits of a website that had encouraged her to do it while she was alive, contemplating it.

ProChoice- that was what that website was called.

apparently, Pro Choice is a website that tells people different ways of committing suicides. the different types of pills, the different styles, how to make suicide less painful; stuffs like that. postings were left on the site by different people on their ideas on suicide, and one of them wished the girl good luck on her attempt.

the thought of this makes me want to hurl. what do i think of this? i think this is sick. i think the idea of a site like this is disgusting, sickening, and just unacceptable. why would anyone want to set up such a website? why HAS IT BEEN set up? why is suicide ENCOURAGED? WHY? of all the things we can do in the world, of all the things we can encourage in the world...SUICIDE? is that it?

i didnt know the existence of such a website. in fact, i think there are plenty more around. okay, so it's called Pro Choice. which means... what? telling the people who're thinking of ending their lives, that suicide might just be the right thing for them?!

and leaving comments on top. "i hope your plan works for you. good luck."
that purely disgusts me. it just sickens me to think that there are people out there who thinks it is okay to encourage another person to end his/her life.

suicide has become such a common thing in today's world, it's scary. i'm sure everyone has thought about it. i'm sure there're times in your life when you feel your lowest, and you think to yourself," maybe i should just end it once and for all." Or maybe just a random thought? "what happens if i end my life? will it hurt? what will i become?"

no? well, i can say i have. but so what? it's just a thought. i dont contemplate on doing it. that's a different thing. i DONT encourage it. that's the main thing. i cant say much because i'm a girl of no power at all, but i think sites like this sould be shut down. period.

ANYWAY, onto unimportant issues(concerning me.heh.). i was at the cinema today and this group of chinese speaking teenage boys sat behind us.(i know you're going, "here she goes again!" *dreads* sorry. :)) now because a few of their girl-friends( or female friends as i should say) were sitting in front(next to me), they started kicking their chairs for fun, and for some reason, they probably thought that it was fun to kick mine too. i had to turn and stare at them before one of them realised that, "OH. THAT'S A STRANGER. AND MOMMY SAYS NEVER TO KICK A STRANGER'S CHAIR. HOW VERY DEEPLY STUPID I AM."

throughout the whole movie, they were shouting, playing their ringtones out loudly, making fun of their girl friends in front, scolding vulgraities in hokkien and chinese, and oh, the boy behind me was pissed off because those foreign teenagers behind him kept kicking his chair. OH, so YOU can kick my chair, but they cant kick your chair. HMMM. i see.

this KID just kept scolding out loudly in hokkien and chinese (to his friends). "si ang moh" was what he said. DUDE, really, if you really, so dearly, reeeaaally really want to be *sigh*, an "Ah Beng", then act like a real one. tell them off to their faces. which means, inENGLISH. no? cant do it? sorry, i guess you've failed then.

when the lights came on after the movie was over, i realised that a couple of those boys were shorter than me. SHORTER than me. that shows how young they are. because i aint tall. so let me guess. they're probably...primary 6 to sec 2. and yet all that profanities. i can understand that people use them when they're pissed...but when they just want to think that they're, well, "cool"?

why do kids want to be gangsters nowadays? is it the in thing? they REALLY think it'll make them cooler if they yell bad words in public? *laughs* Such losers.

such a turn off.

School 101 Holiday 101

school's out! party time, party people. get your asses off the couch and let's go CLUBBING! WHEEEEEE. that is like oh my god, sooo freakin' awesome. maybe we can even drink more than we usually do! :O like, how cool is that? woot!

rrright. like that's what i'm gonna do. *laughs* me? club? *laughs*

i'm pretty much a free person now, with my final exams done and everything. of course, i still have to wait for the results, which will come in the SMS of Doom like last semester. i'm not kidding. it's scary. i do not wish to take supp papers. i do not wish to take supp papers. i do not wish to take supp papers...

i cant believe Year 1 is over. i DO want to get out of year 1 but, i dont wanna be in Year 2. because it means more work, tougher subjects, more stress, and *grotesquely*, more Java. sorry, i just vomitted a little in my mouth.

although... it does feel good to know that i'm gonna be a student in Year 2! hah.

i'm always contradicting myself. i should be a poet.

so i'll probably take a break or so, or maybe look for a job or something. i don't know. haven't made plans on how to spend my holidays. or maybe i'll just snuggle up under my warm blankie and sit in front of the tv for the next two months. and die of heat stroke. 'least i died in front of the tv.

School 101

my last day of school is over. well, technically.

Next week's study week, which means stay at home and put on ear muffs so that the tv wont talk to me or go to the school library to actually get some work done. i don't know. it's a tough decision to make.

anyway, the following week will be my final examinations week. 3 papers, in 2 days. 3 papers...in 2 days. i know that's good. i also happen to know that's bad. Good because i'll finish my exams earlier, but BOO. that means lesser time to study.

my BNT(Basic Networking Technologies) paper happens to be 3 hours long. 3 WHOLE HOURS! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO FOR 3 HOURS?! here's the thing. i predict i'll finish the paper in an hour or so- because i won't know how to do alot of the questions- and then i'll sit there on my chair, stare at the paper, pray that the answers to questions B2, B4, C1, C2, C3 and more will enter my brains and at the same time, try my hardest to resist the temptations of falling asleep.

resist.

i cant wait for the 21st of Feb. After my maths paper, i'm officially done with SCHOOL. okay Year 1...unless i have to take a sub paper (which i'm extremely afraid will happen) or maybe somehow, i just wont seem to be able to pass Year 1. that will be a different story.

okay, i shall have no bad thoughts for now. maybe i'll get my eyes off the tv and computer and start some studying now. alright. but not before i gorge on some lovely Cadbury chocolates first.

Bon Voyage

this morning was precious.

one of my dearest friends was leaving for Australia so we went to the airport to send her off. i overslept. i can't believe i did that. i was always foolishly early and yet at such an important day, i actually overslept. thankfully, i still got there in time to get ready to send her off(thanks to mom!).

7 years. that's long. that's really long. cos in 7 years we'll all be 25. we'll be real adults. it'll be the primetime of our lives. some of us might even be married. who knows? but at least she's gonna be able to do what she likes. that's good.

i'm gonna miss her, but 's ok...cos i'll visit her in 4 years! it's a pact my friends and i made. i really look forward to that day. i do hope the pact's still on by then though.

on to Chinese New Year. my family went to Johor on the 1st night. you know, to kind of escape Singapore. to take a break. to just get out of the country for a day. and believe me, it was worth it. sure, we stayed in a screwed up hotel but it still felt good to be away from all that stressful environment for a while. a night.
i've never seen my mom enjoy herself that much in a while. Black Jack. the key to happiness. hah.

there was karaoke-ing on the 2nd night. i'm just gonna leave out the details on that. mmhmm.

so okay. recently, i've been on the computer till mornings like 2am to do my projects. thus it gave me the opportunity to be crazy and talk stupid. well, i did. ask my friend. late night conversations-they're stupid... and so very entertaining. heh.

i met my future cousin-in-law today. he had a very strong english accent. WELL, he is technically "English". *gasp* i never thought i'd get the chance to say that. awesome. my cousin looked really happy. she didnt have to say it, but i'm sure everyone could see that she was glowing. sh-weet. that means another wedding coming up.

i love attending weddings. have i ever mentioned that? i love weddings. :)

i've completed a few stuffs but feels like i've still got plenty to do. French speaking test. ugh. BNT Lab Test. argh. Java project. *pukes* oh.i DO have plenty more to do...

author's note: did i mention that i left my java lab exercises and the project worksheet in the free access lab i used on Saturday? i.am.a.freaking.absent.minded.hobbit. i hope it's still there tomorrow. Would anyone like to use my brains for some scientific experiment?

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! :) )