snorkel
woke up at 8am tis morning. feels somehow i had too much sleep that my brain is so refeshed (air head) did my bidding for sociology at 9am =)
hope i get it, or else have to do both Quantum Physics and Food Safety and Security at Science Fac every Mon and Thurs 8am-12noon. byebye to Mambo Nights Zouk..... =(
spent my morning vacuuming the floor, did the laundry, and washed the bedsheet.
don't feel like going anywhere today. kinda lazy. wanna just stay at home, cat-nap and enjoy the silence. finally one day my neighbours are not doing any renovations, drilling my brain pulp outta its grey skull. savour the golden silence and tranquility.
wonder what is Michele doing. so bored. she is far away in NTU... yawn... miss that girl!
Benny is working. i am waiting for see his latest advertisments though. creative juices!
today's weather is so nice to be left all alone, curl up in bed and sleep. enjoy the breeze.
off all phones so won't be disturbed. whoopee!!!
then again.... Grandma confiscated my aircon remote control!!!! how to sleep like that???
so frustrating..... then i also can't believe that i missed The Chronicles of Riddick! ok, fine enough that it's graded as a one-star movie, but it is Vin Diesel!!!! look at those abs and bod!!! enough to make me drool a pool....
tmrw going to Bintan. organized by Serena and Elgene. TJC seniors. wonder if it would be fun... i don't know them personally, never hang out with them before either. hope we all have an excellent time chilling out. wonder if i would enjoy Bintan too... what is there to do on that island? i don't exactly like to be suntanned... and i wonder what to bring... should i bring my snorkel kit? ok, i have already packed my batik sarong, bikini, towel and slippers, and sunscreen!!! what else to pack? canned food and instant noodles. that sounds obscenely so... Outward Bound School!!! and i don't have shades...... later all the UV rays hurt my retina and cornea how??? meow meow....
habes.....
Daddy woke me up at 9am tis morning to clean my room, and pack my wardrobe otherwise he'll scold me... purr.... i have NEVER woke up earlier than 11am this holidays.... so tired. grumbled to myself, muttering nonsense the entire morning but yes, managed to drag myself out of bed and clean up my room into a tidy hygenic state in 3 hrs. then cooked lunch and waited for Joshua to come over for lunch.
we went back to school today after lunch. joshua did his matriculation etc.... then, his car kinda ran out of fuel so we went all the way down to Zion Road's Shell to pump gas. nice long scenic ride.
then we went back to arts canteen and history dept but 1) canteen not really opened coz sch is not open as yet (talking rubbish right????) 2) it was 4pm when i reached there thus apparently, there were no lecturers around =( thus, i didn't get anything done back at school today. damn it.
then, we went to Temasek Hall to meet Elias and navigated our way down the drain to Fong Seng for horrendously expensive Prata. wow! Elias is really cool! great to talk to, interesting chap. witty sense of humour , ok, maybe with Joshua around, he infects everyone with his lameness so can't help it. overall.... can chill out together, watch Star-Gate series and bitch about the ugly light blue TH Orientation shirt! cheers! *waves little red flags*
3 of us then drove back to the eastside, went to Josh's place for dinner. he has this really sophisticated sound system in his room. darn good for chilling out over wine and jazz, coz the stereo are of superb quality. can literally hear the sound reflect of the walls. fantastico! and his custom-made electronic guitar looks and sound.... so sleek yet elegant. man! we should really jam and perform unplugged rock on stage again!!!! or jus..... lounge in bed, listen to jazz, enjoy wine and play X-box!!!
then came back to my place, took a couple of books, sent Elias home at Serangoon. then, Josh and i took a long slow drive back to his place to get my book. nice. i don't know how to even write it down into words.... but it just feels so relaxing and comfortable just to sit beside him while he drives, listen to music, talk serious matters or tell lame jokes.... it's that companionship i cherish. never mind, i can't explain it either, what i am feeling right now. all i know is that i am..... happy.
after which, we came back to Tampines. went to Vance's house to hang out for awhile, since it was Shirley's birthday and he invited us over, unfortunately, Benny was working his ass off in the office so couldn't join us for drinking session. then Vance suddenly asked me, "Is Josh your boyfriend?" "no". "then what are you doing with him?" "dating?" "then what about Benny?" "ermm... dating?"
ok, i am quite confused here. all i mean to say is that, i just wanna take things slow, get to understand them both better, and be sure of who is the one more compatible with me in terms of character, values and personality. it is not only a matter of love or liking. it also includes feelings. how much i feel for that guy in that special way..... without feelings and that special magical attraction, no relationship can work out. this time round, i wanna be really cautious.
reached home at 11.30pm. it was indeed a wonderful sweet day.
Monday
don't know why i am feeling so exhausted today. i am so totally drained of my energy.
having a bad migraine now. right side of my head keeps throbbing hard.
think i am gonna sleep soon. called Benson today but he didn't answer, didn't call me back either.
don't know what the hell he is doing. wanted ask if he wanna go coffee one corner together.
don't know where on Earth did that Pol-Sci Gang disappeared to......
oh yah.... Dennis is in Bali enjoying himself right now. i am so darn envious =(
so bored today.... practically wasted my entire day walking around Orchard aimlessly waiting for time to pass.
urgh.... i miss Jared alot. when he didn't have to work in the past, i always had him to walk-shop-chill out at Orchard with. we have this uncanny ESP connection that we tend to wanna do the same activities the same day.
visit Zara, Topshop,and try the new season's clothes. find something nice. check out new Adidas European collection. browse through books at Kinokuniya. listen to new tracks at HMV Progressive/Trance/Hip-Hop collection.
alternatively, we could catch a movie and then dinner together...... sigh.....
i really really miss Jared's nonsense and playful annoyance. he makes my days fun, bright, chirpy and jovial.
life now is so....................... boring. mundane. ordinary. dull.
tomorrow.... go back NUS, discuss with my lecturers about my modules for tis sem.
find eileen, gossip one corner at Arts Canteen and chill out.
go MPSH check out Matric Fair. wondering whether the current freshies are handsome / wholesome hunks.... *slurp*
of coz with brains included. i am not into beefy hunks, prefer lean mean sex machines.
*where is the love?* - Black Eyed Peas
ok, think i am getting a bit too cranky here..... gonna need give myself a neat shot of Chivas or two....
and head for my beloved bed and fly off to Dream World....
Piranas and Pythons
my grandma said that i am synomymous with a snake. more directly, lazy.
snakes eat and then they simply curl up in their beds to sleep.
slothy slow life. slither along. bask around in the cool damp dark corner.
that reminds me ---- snakes. pythons. ------ Jared.
no, that boy is not a snake. he is an ultimate bum.
just that he wants to keep a baby python as a pet.
why? i don't know.
gross as it may sound, he enjoys the imagery of feeding his baby python with a wriggling white mice. watch the snakie devour the mousie slowly. watch it suffocate its prey to death.
warped brain.
last nite, he told me that his friend wanna give him a Pirana.
well, don't ask me where they got them or what kinda weird friends he hang out with.
(PS: don't scream if you see people with pet lizards crouched on their shoulders at Phuture. those are his friends).
anyway, so what's with that Pirana?
keep it in a tank, feed it with small fish or small frogs. (not your beloved finger yah).
wait for it to grow big, scoop it up and fry it in scalding hot oil.
trust me, it would look like a damn promphet if u don't scrutinize at its rows of verocious teeth.
but i think that his Mum would flip when she sees the Pirana in his fish tank the very next day he brings it home.
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met Joshua to chill out at Mac's at 4pm, Sunday.
he is considering to swap between LifeScience to NUS Arts and Social Science Faculty.
but he asked me this, "graduate with Arts deg, can't survive a living leh.... how??? "
well.... as a History Major riding the crests of the NUS waves towards my direct Honours B.A...
i am entering my Year 2 this August when the gates of the University welcomes us back into mundane reality..... this question has always been on my mind...
i won't say that there is nothing available to make a living. it depends on what you want in life.
the truth is, Arts don't make big money. really. but it provides a decent living.
enough for car, house, lavish spendings.
you can graduate and enter the different Ministries and serve the Government as a bureaucrat, be a journalist or editor, fashion magazine columnist, be a data-analyst for commercial intelligence and marketing consultancies. otherwise, continue up the academic ladder, write some crappy thesis that no one would bother reading and enjoy life as a Professor. there you go Josh, the fulfilment of the GTO fantasy of babelicious school girls with perky cute ass in revealing mini skirts and tight uniform blouses, with their tits spilling out at you while teaching them English, and the only few words you teach are "more! ... blowjob... sexy... delicious..." etc.
see???? the job prospects are infinite!!!! =)
have i forgotten anything else?
it's been such a long time since i last blogged.
can't remember what else i have left out. there's been so many events going on!
(i don't have a good memory to start off with so kinda lost count).
last nite went to Joshua's house. his room very nice. got X-Box, Play-Station and mini fridge bar.
i am so darn envious..... =(
so many things to play with!!! yah, Joshua likes Transformers, Gundam and SpongeBob, the square-faced cartoon creature with a snail that "Miu-Miu's". it must be really confused. cats and snails are very much different. (ok, then what does that make Liang Cai? a Bear-Guin? )
last nite went have chill-out session with Michele, Liang Cai and Josh.
Mich hyperventilated......... (note: Again)
yes, after just ONE Dry-Gin with Lime. Jared says that she should just stay off alcohol. true???
PS: Joshua doesn't have a dog-breed yet. Staples is a Great Dane. Isaac the Jack Russell / Golden Retreiver. Joshua..... hyper. cute. thoughtful. lean. hmmmm...... woof!
why does Benny likes to wear linen-cloth shirts with floral designs and accordian folds down the chest???? exotic it looks. but it also looks..... funny.... (on him???) i just don't know how to say it =/
by the way, Jared doesn't wanna study fashion design in Melbourne, though his friends and i do think that he should, coz he has a very sharp keen fashion sense. thus, Jared says that instead of becoming a fashion designer, he should open a clothes shop. well, i really hope that he will one day open a fashion boutique. comparable to TOPMAN-TOPSHOP or ZARA or FCUK. all the best boy!!! Jared's ex-Gf got into King's College UK. wow... she is brilliant. what to say? RGS-HCJC student. babelicious. ohh... she is still together with her Thai Chilli-Padi Bf. i wonder why are Jared's girlfriends all so smart and pretty???? that boy is an absolut punk! (Law of Magnetism: Opposites attract. ions seek out what they don't have).
what do i feel like doing today?
no ideas as yet. it's 12 10hrs. i am just sitting around at home waiting for lunch.
darn..... they didn't sent me The Sunday Times. only have Newsweek to read.
hungry. sleepy. tired. just wanna spend my Sunday lazing around in bed alone. purrfect.
but i guess Dad would thwart my plans (as usual) by dragging me to go out with him to see someone or something.
where do i feel like going today?
hmmm..... nowhere. at most, maybe just a nearby shopping mall, catch a movie, chill-out with a coffee at Cafe Cartel or NYDC Holland Village sounds good too. don't really feel like heading downtown today. wanna stay away from brawling crowds.
yawn....................
the others
enjoy the moment.
live life per second.
maximize every minute.
fortify every hour.
don't think too much.
don't read into the unneccessary.
the winds of time uncovers all mysterious veils of what is to come.
blessed are the innocent and ignorant.
treat each day. each event. with a normal heart.
life is a roller coaster so just ride it.
so long as one is immersed in infinite happiness and true laughter.
isn't that all that matters?
love comes in all forms.
ask for no more than for God's guidance and blessings.
close your eyes and listen to the movement of the air.
miracles of life is everywhere, as long as you are not blinded by the superficials.
a new semester
bidding rounds have started signifiying the start of a new academic year of 04/05.
a new semester. (am i supposed to be gleefully glad about it? but admittedly, i really am.)
back to the grind at History Dept.
the familiar faces and voices. Lockhart, Aung-Thwin, Du Bois, Clancey.
research papers, lectures and assignments. deadlines to meet. thesis to mull over and refine.
never a waste of time, always something new and interesting to discover.
freezing in the cold lecture halls. pour through mountains of books in Central Library.
caffe mocha perks up the senses.
catching a drink with friends at Artz Canteen.
chill out with Elaine. (many cheers about that!!!)
nibble some snack. (not that it taste good but there's nothing else to eat)
perspire inh the sweltering heat praying for a sudden shower from the Rain-God.
guy-watching to pass some boring moments. always a good-looker around to drool over.
hey...... who doesn't appreciate magnificent works of art?
new friends to know. old friends to keep.
new group members to work with.
hope that everything runs smoothly.
every ounce of effort reaps return.
Bangkok 2
Bangkok....
aunties. uncles. cousin.
speak thai. eat thai. look thai. sound thai.
can't read or write thai.
home??? Retchathewi. Bangkok Metropolis.
don't leave home without mobile phone, money, and..... map of Bangkok City.
the delicious, piping hot street foods. grilled pork slices. soup-noodles. small snacks.
the road-side stall selling lime juice, bottled Coke, cold desserts.
freshly cut tropical fruits.
everything to cool off some summer heat.
the babes/hunks/tranvestites. yes, the whole lot of beautiful people. take your pick *wink*
the ang-mo backpackers. the dreadlock hairstyle. Khao-San Road.
sights and sounds. smells and touches. united colors.
vibrancy of a city, coming alive, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
the infamous traffic congestions. the parade of SUVS, CRVS, Benz, Toyotas, Hondas and trucks.
the world-class drivers --- Tuk-Tuks. Cabbies.
the riverboat rides. the skytrain. on foot.
the not-as-polluted air.
the clean streets. seriously, the environment has improved greatly.
huge shopping malls, selling everything from clothes of all colors to sex-toys.
night bazzars selling all sorts of wears/wares.
the girls swinging pole-dances welcoming the lustful.
the men who try to look/sound/feel like women.
the drug peddlers. the police.
the dinner buffets at Sheraton by the Chao Phaya River.
the wine under the stars.
soaking up in the bath-tub.
sipping coconut juice by the swimming pool under frangipani trees.
cuddling under the blankets watching in-house movies.
gained: a superb and relaxing vacation. a good time.
doubled up with a fun, crappy, easy-going and lovable travel-buddy
forgot to bring: digital camera.
lost item: debit card.
Next Destination..... :: Bintan
Bangkok
ok guys, I AM STILL ALIVE.
i am staying at Sheraton Royal Orchid at Chao Phaya River.
(don't ask me about the price per nite but i can assure you that the buffet breakfast and the pool is damn good!!!)
joshua got fined for littering his cig-butt. hahah!!!!
tell me about the ugly Singaporean..... =P
can't believe it....
here i am in bangkok, and i have NOTHING to buy!!!
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING *squeaks. meows. whines. grumbles. mutters noises*
ok, i didn't bring Joshua around.
he brought me around. (yes yes, amazing isn't it?!?!)
why so??? aren't me half-thai/half-bangkokian?!?!?!?
well... this is why.
1) me being me, aka tai-tai... i WON'T KNOW where on Earth to buy bargain stuff, neither would i know where are the night bazaars!!!
PS: i only know where to eat the best, most expensive foods,
and where to buy the prettiest, branded fashion.
in the upper-class malls!!!! Emporium and Central Chidlom.
2) i have never travelled around in bangkok on foot before.
i leave my house, get up the BTS train, get to destination and alight. otherwise, i will be using the car!!!! gee.....
anyway, i still can't believe i have nothing to buy..... ..... heehee
china 2
Ok, let’s face it. China is not all that bad.
There is the magnificent Great War of China, so grand, so awe-inspiring. I have yet to visited it.
There are cute endangered Panda Bears, so cuddly and lovable.
There are beautiful forests of bamboos, oak and maple, eluding a sense of tranquility amidst a backdrop of waterfalls, rapids, rivers and gorges, sketching a sea of yellows, dark orange and reds in the romantic autumn.
The Yellow River is an awe-inspiring sight, coupled with its roaring gushes sends drumming impulses into one’s heart.
The enriching museums, waxing lyrical about Mao Ze Dong, Empress Dowager and the long list of Emperors, highlighting the tussle of power and the endless struggles over the imperial throne, withstanding the test of time.
Tibet is always a mysterious charm, and of course a political debate of whether it is an independent state.
Well… China is fantastic for a vacation. minus the parents. plus the good friends.
multiply the moneys. divide the cost.
morphing between the cat and the human
Perhaps you would ask, why do I personify myself as a cat? Why a cat?
A cat is elegant yet arrogant, cold yet affectionate, lazy yet playful.
It is also obsessed with cleanliness and very selective about its choice of food.
I identify my personalities with the above characteristics traits of a cat.
I am to a large extent cultured and expensive. I do respond with a slight hint of arrogance whenever I come across not-tasteful encounters, people, fashion statements and objects alike.
Cats are rather elegant creatures with an expensive refined taste. It’s rather difficult to please them. They also make it obvious when they do not like something.
A glare.
An unhappy meow.
A walk-away response.
They know the best luxuries of a sheltered pampered life.
I like being left alone half the time, to indulge in my own thoughts and activities, cultivating a peace of mind.
Yet, I can be as affectionate, warm and endearing when I seek the sweet love and fun companionship of my significant other.
Just that there’s always a time do something, behave in a certain manner with certain people.
Just like how a cat walks away with a flick of its tail whenever you summon it to come to you.
It never responds unless it wants to.
Not even food can entice a cat to be affectionate and respond to human’s commands when it simply feels not like it.
I am not exactly lazy but I enjoy lounging around, with a mug of tea, and a good novel on a sunny afternoon when the weather out there is simply too blazing for my liking.
I will opt for an air conditioned room anytime, any day.
Yet, I enjoy water sports and road-biking anytime when the right crowd calls me along for a day trip of fun.
Hence, I am not a sloth. Any activity can be fun no matter how boring in nature it is, it all bores down to the companions you participate in that activity with anyway… playful? I enjoy doing silly things to self-entertain. It’s healthy to stay young at heart and practice it out in reality.
Just like a cat. It enjoys lounging around under the chairs of a coffee shop, hide under a huge leaf of a short plant during rainy days and sleep on car-tops on sunny days alone. Never attempt to wake it up from its sleep for it will be in a really foul mood. But, cats also enjoy chasing birds and butterflies, swapping their paws at mice, and pouncing onto their owner’s laps seeking affectionate stroking. A game of yarn ball trail never fails to excite them.
Cleanliness, I can’t get physically close to dust or smoke or ashes or I will get a bronchitis relapse. I enjoy bathing and soaking up in the tub or standing under the shower, letting the water cascade down the shower-head. It feels so relaxing… being naked is tantamount to being free. I dislike people jumping into my bed without bathing… It is disgustingly unhygienic.
Just like a cat. It is constantly cleaning itself, and sleeps in a cool clean dry place. It is never found anywhere near mud, dirt or puddles of murky water along the street.
I admit I am highly selective about my food. Not only that there are many dishes and meats which I don’t eat, I only want my food cooked in certain ways, and yet demand that they are tasty and served warm. That translates into a demanding customer. Well, life is so short. Eat things that you want to eat, they way you want it and be happy. Never settle for less. But of course, eat in moderation.
Just like a cat, it eats what it wants only when it wants. That is why cats are never fat except for a few pathetic exceptions which have terrible owners which over-feed them till the cat turns obese…
So, what animal do you identify yourself with?
long overdue frm V-day
this is something i wrote for Valentine's Day this year. thought i might as well share it with all of you. yes, i am out of a sweetheart now, but i am sure life offers more than just love per se.
"Once again it’s the time of the year. The over-commercialized Valentine’s Day where florists jack up prices of the roses horrendously just coz there’s a short of supply, and restaurant management comes up with all sorts of V-day special concoctions of dishes and drinks. Yes, they do charge u a sky high price for it, emphasizing on ambience and fine dining experience. In my opinion, fine dining is not so fine after all if the experience of bill-payment and the squeeze on my wallet suffocates my existence for the next 2 weeks jus for the evening of mere luxurious dining experience under a candlelight-violin-playing ambience (blame it on silly American movies n the imageries they portray about romanticism) hence, what is the significance of Valentine’s Day then?
No, I am not going to preach about God’s Love and His greatness, nor am I going to write about martyrs who sacrifice themselves for the name of love (or so they thought they did). The point I am trying to make here is, what does Valentine’s Day mean to each and every one of us? Since it’s advertised as the Festival of Love…. So, what does this signifies?
Love starts from loving yourself, respecting your dignity, enriching your mind, and taking care of your body. Love, is a cumulative daily process. Never love yourself less due to some serious mistakes you have made, because if you don’t learn to love yourself and accept who you are and what you have done, no matter how wrong it was to you, then, it will be very difficult and tiring for others to love you.
Love starts from loving your parents. As Confucian once said in The Confucian Classics, one who does not practice filial piety nor loves his parents will never be able to love anyone else sincerely for long. Simply coz it was our parents who brought us into this Earth, gave us a body and a life. Thus, if one is unfilial towards his parents, they will not be respect and love others. Therefore, Valentine’s Day should never be an especially romantic day for couples only. If it is true to its cause of being a festival of the celebration of love, then this love would be all encompassing. Thus, it is a day of showing love to our parents, family and people who are close to us. That then translates into, loving and respecting our parents and family everyday, being there for them with honesty and sincerity, showering them with hope and faith. There is not much of a point being extravagantly loving just one day a year (includes Mother’s Day, Christmas etc) when we neglect our parents and family, indulge in work, play and self-interests for the other 364 days of the year.
Love, also means to forgive and forget others who have hurt, betrayed or abused us in any ways. Holding grudges doesn’t make one any happier. Throw out the unhappiness and misery. Taking the initiative to love others wholeheartedly and give more unselfishly, and then one would realize that you are receiving more love than ever. Each of us has in one way or other hurt, betrayed or abused others, by words or by deeds. Maybe we didn’t realize. Maybe we simply took that person for granted. Somehow, humans tend to take negative advantage of people who love them most unconditionally. Forgiveness comes with an awareness that we should be cautious about what we say or do, in the conscious or unconscious state of mind, so that we minimize the chances of hurting others.
Frankly, I can’t bake nor sew nor am good at handicraft work. The cheesecake attempt earlier this week turned out to be quite disastrous. The last time I sewed was in home economics class in sec 2 and I spoilt the sewing machine. Thus, I decided to put my few constructive talents to good use. And that means to write. Writing is an activity I enjoy a lot. Certainly, sometimes I do write a lot about nothing. Such oxymoron isn’t it? But, writing enables me to express myself to the fullest."
