Flippin' weirdo.

happy 4th July.

projects.

Projects.

PROJECTS.

i need more hours on my hands.
i need more brain cells to work with.
perhaps i can play with the clock.
or the brain surgeon.
i could swim in the ocean.
and maybe drown myself.
or i could morph into the Hulk.
yea, i could morph.

happy independence day, america.

Bewitched, Bothered, and Boston

i mentioned that i was bothered in the previous entry. there is a problem, and i dont think it's going away anytime soon. but i'm not going to think about it for now. i'm not going to let it affect me.

i appreciate the concern of some of my pals but...i just cant really talk about it. i'm sorry but i've always been a pretty private person when it comes to my problems. and i dont mean problems like failing a test or something but problems. big, tough, real ones.

it's uncomfortable for me to talk to someone even if it's someone real close. i just really keep lots of things to myself. things that i find hard to share. so forgive me if i'm not talking.

here's the irony though. i really want to talk about it, but because i dont feel right doing so, it works for me by writing it out. i express better this way. but this issue's too personal. and i'm a private bitch. so i'm just going to feel tortured inside for this whole period. oh wait. i said i wasnt going to think about it so that i wont feel affected. that's right. i'm not going to freaking think about this unfair piece of crap.

not to worry, because when i really, really do need to talk, i talk to my bolster. it's true. my best mate at night. i mean, it cant talk back, and that makes it a really good listener. besides, i'm a psychotic private bitch so this makes perfect sense doesnt it? (talked to my slippers, wrote a letter to my tv..)

oh yes, i finally own Augustana's album. turns out it was sold $10 cheaper at Gramophone! 10 dollars! i'm so glad anna spotted it. now that, makes me happy.

yes. i think i'll go to Boston.

In The Deep

Thought you had
all the answers
to rest your heart upon.
But something happens,
don't see it coming, now
you can't stop yourself.
Now you're out there swimming...
In the deep.
In the deep.

Life keeps tumbling your heart in circles
till you... Let go.
Till you shed your pride, and you climb to heaven,
and you throw yourself off.
Now you're out there spinning...
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep.

And now you're out there spinning...
And now you're out there spinning...
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep.

And the silence,
or your secrets, well
raise a worry hand.
Well, you can pin yourself back together,
to who you thought you were.
Now you're out there livin'...
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep.

In the deep...

Now you're out there spinning...
Now you're out there swimming...
Now you're out there spinning...
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep.
In the deep...

- In The Deep, Bird York

Bothered.

*coughs*

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

as if.

i eat at least 2 apples a day and yet i've fallen sick twice within these 2 months. it's ridiculous. i'll probably die before i turn 40 if i carry on at this rate.

i came down with a slight fever on wednesday night, and on thursday, my temperature rose to about 38.4 degrees celsius. i had to go out on thursday afternoon (where i met a really interesting old lady on the bus on my way back. but i'll tell that story another time.) to post some stuffs and i decided to get myself a strawberry fair fresco drink. dang, my throat never felt so good. that is one mighty fine drink! but when i got home, my temperature rose to a 38.6. i thought it was supposed to cool me down. yeah whatever.

going to school on friday with a high fever wasnt exactly a good idea but i didnt feel right not going because i didnt want to miss out on what's going on. we didnt really do alot then but i'm glad we didnt because i think my brain cells stopped functioning for a bit. the aircon in the lab didnt do me any favours. i was shivering under my hooded sweater so much, my friend thought i looked a lot like Charlie of the show, LOST. like a drug addict. i could imagine.

then they told me there were red spots around my eyes that looked like mosquito bites but i figured it was just the flu anyway so i brushed that concern off. i mean, you would probably think so too, right? but damn, the fever was getting to me by then. it seemed as though i was a little delusional. cuckoo. cuckoo.

when i got home, i immediately sponged my head with a cold cloth and covered my eyes with it til i fell asleep. but that wasnt going to do any trick. when i woke up upon the return of my mom, my eyes could barely open. i could feel a thick, heavy layer of skin almost laying on top, disallowing me to open my eyes any further. the entire area around my eyes had actually swelled up so bad that my double eyelids became single. i looked like crap.

on our way to the doctors, people we walked past kinda stared at my eyes for a bit before quickly looking away. now i know how it feels like to have people staring at you because you look different. yea my eyes swelled up because i've too much fire inside them and i'm trying to control it before they shoot out like superman's, ok? freaks.

turns out i'm allergic to panadol. it seems i cant take 2 at a time. i think i was actually amazed when i heard that. i mean come on! i've never heard of anyone who's allergic to panadols! they're panadols! i've taken them so many times before. OH..okay. two panadols. sheesh. but Doc did mention that swelling eyes might cause breathlessness which kinda freaked me out a little. and my temperature rose to 39.1 degrees, i started reminding myself what my name is in case i burnt my brain. that's one crazy ride.

but i felt much better yesterday, and fever actually went down last night when my friends came over for some reason. they ended up watching the world cup according to previous plans(which was later cancelled due to me falling ill, and then somehow went accordingly again) and eventually, stayed over. that's like, 5 people, who i presume, have "strong body immunity"(so they say), over. my house became a hotelhostel overnight. good times.

my temperature seems to be rising again. the damn heat.

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away."


...."psyched."

It's a Feet thing

had a barbeque at east coast park with some old friends yesterday. i wouldnt say we did alot of activities but i thought it was nice just gathering with old friends, especially some i haven't seen in a while. alas, i finally got to play a little bit of soccer. sure, it was a volleyball. too bad the 2 coconut trees were growing in such perfect distance to make a goal post.

anyway, my dear old green "Tsunami" flip flops have finally decided to give way(yeah it has "tsunami" written on it). after 6 long months of torturing heat and slippery grounds, it has finally retired. i remember how i got it. it saved me when my sandals spoilt as i was on my way to chinatown with mom. those lovely green things. it braved the rain with me, suffered under the brutal sun with me, fought to keep me balanced on wet grounds. that's until...the entire sole wore out completely a few weeks back. but no, i wasnt about to give it up. mom cut some holes in it to create friction. and yea, it totally worked.

but i guess, wearing a slipper that's already falling apart to play soccer's not exactly a good idea. heh.

oh well Greenies, you guys have been totally comfortable and great buddies, and now it's finally time you guys take a break. thanks for being my pals for so long...

...i'm gonna toss them out first thing tomorrow morning.


so uh, i guess you guys wanna give me the number to the psychiatrist now?

Teddy Geiger, An Intimate Session

thursday night was, how should i say it...oh yeah, awesome.

i'm talking about Teddy Geiger's mini showcase at Balaclava.

we reached pretty early, and by pretty early, i mean 3 hours earlier. dont scream at me for being freakishly early, because when we got there, a queue had already formed. i really wonder what time the first person got there. so yes, it was embarrassing at first, sitting outside a bar filled with working men and women, drinking and smoking, probably wondering what the whole fuss is all about. i think they were probably going, "Teddy who?" Teddy Geiger, my friends.

the door opened 15 minutes later than it said it would, and of course, we managed to enter. the place was a lot smaller than i had imagined it to be. i imagined inside to have chairs, you know, like high stools or something, and people would be sitting around tables as they watch the performance. turns out that was only for the outside. or well, they probably took away those stuffs just for that night. but it didnt matter. because i was inside anyway.

i got a pretty good view from my little corner. and it worked well because we were soooo close to the stage. an intimate session alright. but then again, the distance from the stage to the door wasnt that far.

waiting sucked. because there was no room for movement, and honestly, there wasnt much we could do. ...WELL, much. some pretty weird conversations were going on behind us and hey, when you're squeezed together like that, you cant help but overhear stuffs. it didnt help that the girl behind me kept nudging me with her bag. but all the sacrifices were worth it.

Carrie Chong looked really pretty and sweet in person. she hosted, by the way. and then, what i've waited for. Teddy Geiger. Flippingly talented, he sang and played the keyboard and the guitar, performing 6 tracks off his album. alone on stage, it was totally accoustic. what made the performance even better was that he actually sounded good live. it was totally worth it.

the audience chanted for an encore after he disappeared off stage, and he reappeared, ever so shyly. i'm glad he did, because he performed my favourite song off the album, *ahem* "Look Where We Are Now". that was the git baby! can you imagine how happy i was after that performance? just imagine. i'm not kidding! seriously, imagine.

so we saw singapore's dear old irish man, Shan Wee, and MTV vjs May and Choy were there too. um, and i uh..spotted Rina from 8tv(m'sian channel). no one around me knew who she was but hey, i watched her on my 8tv for a couple of months! i thought she was a pretty whacky host. a pity that she was smoking though. tsk, tsk.

right. back to our singer. so Teddy Geiger was given a zhongruan in between the show and i thought that was a really cool gift. so here're the pictures, courtesy of anna's camera. :)


one cool chinese guitar.


okay, how on earth do you play this thing...?


i wont be sleeping till i figure this thing out, for sure!

yes, i had a great time.

Music Therapy

i used to say "Music is my salvation". that's because i loved music.

today, i realised, that music IS my salvation. because one simple song with great lyrics can make me feel 10 times better, like almost immediately. immediate effect, i say. Music therapy really works for me.

so i just discovered this band. well.. okay, i didnt discover them, and they're probably not that new or anything, but they're new to me, so yeah. anyway, they're called Augustana, and i find their stuff pretty appealing. to me, that is. it's my kind of music.

check them out:
Augustana

think i might get their album soon.
(i'm spending too much on cds!)

just randomly, i think a conversation with a friend earlier on reminded me that "we should never change ourselves to be someone else so other people will like us. why waste our lives being someone else we're not?" oh, and i think that smart women should never act dumb just because they think men would prefer a ditzy blonde to an intelligent brunette.

of course, i'm not smart. but i dont act, so that's a totally different story. it just means i'm stupid. dont read too much into it. haha.

i'll leave some lyrics of my newly fascinated song.
"You don't know me,
And you don't even care, oh yeah,
Well you said,
You don't know me,
And you don't wear my chains, oh yeah.

She said I think I'll go to Boston.
I think I'll start a new life.
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name.
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly 'em out to Spain. Oh yeah well
I think I'll go to Boston.
I think that I'm just tired.
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind.
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of Sunset,
I hear it's nice in the summer, some snow would be nice, oh yeah."
-Boston, by Augustana

Enough

i think, perhaps, it's time for me to say this.

WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM? come, tell me the fuckin' problem. please, just tell me so i can seriously understand you guys better. yay. please. ...oh, i'm sorry what? oh it's cool.. after all, it only affects me in every way. oh sure, i'm happy, carry on. it doesnt bother the shit out of me one bit. mmhmm. i love it when you guys do that. it's great. it's like music to my ears. beautiful music. great sound. here's an idea. how about cutting an album? oh my that's gonna be sooo cool. i'm 77% sure your album sales will SUCK. hoorah.

so okay. i see how come he always has to step up to try to mediate things. because i dont have the dumbass guts to do it. i dont even know what i'm afraid of. i dont know why i dont have the guts. i've actually been given so many rights in my position, but where has my gut run off to? i'm starting to think i was born without guts used for this area. i just take cover in patheticness, cursing and swearing to myself, slamming pillows and kicking my bed everytime this happens. i swear i get tired of it. i really do. i wish my inner Pink would come out.

and somehow, this happens even more now than it used to.

why?

why?

why.

OH MY GOD. stop rubbing it in already. why is it still going on? WHAT IS THIS? why on earth are you so sensitive? a 3yr old child will get over it in 5 minutes. should i perhaps, buy you candy so you would stop? let's all exchange roles now.

i am really tired of putting my ears to the door at night. i really am. i'm tired of being subtle. I DONT WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE. but because i'm gutless, can you just stop this on your own? please. i am begging you. please. i'll give up anything. just please stop this. on second thought, i'm not giving up my guitar. it's too foolish.

i am only looking forward to Teddy Geiger's performance tomorrow night even more.

just stop it.

i wish for Pink.

The good ol' days

it's the World Cup and baby, the fever is on.

now dont get me wrong. i'm not one who would usually sit down to watch a soccer match on cable unless i have nothing to do. the World Cup is an exception partly because it happens only once every 4 years, and partly because it always happens during the june holidays.

onto normal occasions. now i dont hate the sport. i just dont like sitting around watching a game if it's going nowhere. and by that, i mean no one's attacking or scoring. in fact, i prefer playing the sport more than watching it. i miss the good ol' sec school days where my pals and i would run around the field during p.e. with the soccer ball. i miss that. i want to play. but no one seems to be free for that. i mean, well DUH, i'm not great or anything, but i like playing it. i dont mind getting dirty and being tackled if i have fun. i miss soccer. i miss kicking. i miss my soccer mate(jean ;p). i miss... oh wait, i think my bro just bought... a new soccer ball. hmm. *harbours designs on it*

i remember the England vs Brazil match in 2002. i actually skipped *coughs* ahem, something*coughs* (Anna, shhh) just to watch that match. it was cool though, because my cousins came over, we had pizza, and hey, Brazil won. :)

Germany '06!

Look who returned

how long has it been? like 3 weeks? yes, i think that's how long my computer at home has been down.

wow it feels like ages. i dont even know what to write. there were plenty of things i wanted to blog about in the past 2 weeks, but i couldnt, and now i just cant be bothered to.

i know that some serious things are happening to some of my closest friends(you guys know who you are) and i hope they can really hang on. just let me complete my damn term tests and i'm theirs. please hang on, guys(zhen). i'll be there, i promise.

just one more thing to add. teddy geiger's performing at Balaclava next Thursday, and i'm going. awesome.

Twisted Logic

are you guys ready for this?

COLDPLAY IS COMING TO SINGAPORE FOR A CONCERT!

Coldplay- Twisted Logic.
ohmygod.

i have to go. even though i've been trying to save up for the past few months, i have to go. i know i can only afford the cheapest ticket($68) but i have to go. it's Coldplay for god's sake. i really wanna go.

i'm counting on you, anna(heh) but in case she doesnt want to, is there anyone who wants to go too? come on y'all. it's Coldplay.

Curbside Prophet

i got jason mraz's "Waiting For My Rocket To Come" album. FINALLY. i'm thrilled. yay.

"hot"shot

i was right. my stress level rose last week, and it was only the second week of school. pop quiz: what is the one thing that can really drive me crazy and hyperventilate like a freak-child even right at the beginning of a new school year?

answer: internet computing applications. oh, right. to simplify it, it's java.

YES. i'm not even going to talk about it. it's over anyway. i'm just going to say that this isnt going to be an easy year...for sure. i'm pretty sure the teacher's probably blacklisted me in his little black book. p-reee-tty sure. heck, you guys. i screwed up. eeek.

the weather's not helping at all. it's going to start giving me grumpy mornings if i wake up feeling totally uncomfortable because of the humidity. and knowing that my dad and bro are totally relaxed and enjoying themselves in that acceptably cool weather right now makes me want to get out of here now even more! i am ready for the polar shift. bring it! bring it!

but it's alright, cos friday's a holiday and it's no secret that i like holidays. want to know what the best thing about a holiday is? there's no school! no school. okay i just thought i needed to emphasize on that, in case you havent heard me. heh. NO SCHOOL y'all. right, right. i'm done. i promise.

anyway, sunday's mother's day and i made her a card. shhh. i used to make her cards at every occasion, like her birthday, mother's day or even my parents wedding anniversary (and so) since i was little but i kinda stopped a few years back. so since she is going to have only 1 child at home on mother's day this year, i decided to make her a card. there's just...one problem. the card didnt turn out to be the way i imagined it to be. oh well, i shall uh.. we'll see. shhhhh. :)

Everything to anything

woke up earlier than usual today because we had to be at the airport by 6.30am. i'm sorry, i meant my father and brother had to be at the airport by 6.30am to check in. i was feeling pretty happy. i was humming to tunes, walking around the house like it was such a beautiful morning.

seriously, i think i had actually convinced myself that i was going to USA too. like, really convinced. i was basically living in my own thoughts until it hit me while having breakfast, that the only place i was going to go was school. i watched them walk into the departure hall. yup, i definitely wasnt going. but hey, i reminded my bro to take me pictures of the San Francisco bridge. and he's gonna add in Alcatraz as well. works for me! and i got him to buy me vintage tees if he sees them. yay.

it's me and mom now. it's cool. now she has nearly 3 weeks less of male laundry to do. "male laundry". hah. anyway, on our way back, we were talking about driving and i had no idea that the entire learning packaged costed so much. i think i might have to wait longer than i thought. oh well.

so she said that she learnt driving back then so that she could help my father out sometimes. like fetching him to the airport when he needs to travel, transporting things, or driving my brother and i to school.

Mom said,"so next time, you can fetch your kids to school too."

i told her grandma will probably be the one fetching them to school. i'm the best daughter in the world! :)

on a side note, i think something might be wrong with my right hand. the nerves died on me for a few minutes twice recently, when i woke up(and i dont think it's because i slept on them because i rarely sleep facing the right), and now my right palm trembles uncontrollably when i rest it. shit.

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?