Espresso
i cannot believe how dependent i am on ..............................
(quick guess! is a 'who' or a 'what'? )
the mystery answer is: Caffe!!!
one shot of Espresso to make me wake up from my whoozy dreamy state of mind. honour the Italians for the wonderful Espresso brewing machine. 9 bars of pressure to extract the essential oil out of well roasted freshly grounded coffee powder. low in caffeine. but everything i need to kick start my brain into a working mode.
didn't have my Espresso this morning. felt so sleepy that i was practically a walking zombie.
went to Gecko for a much-needed but highly expensive coffee with Joshua at 2pm. he commented that they serve fabulous marshed potato. i went off for lectures while Joshua decided to continue sleeping for the next 2 hrs in the library.
my doggie very tired today.... *big cuddle. tucks doggie into his basket to rest*
came home with Joshua. laid in bed together. it's been so long since we did this together! so comfortable being there with him.
yes, we do almost everything together except attending certain lectures. but, we enjoy just being there and doing activities together. there are no ill feelings of being too 'sticky' or 'suffocated'. we do have our own space and time, but with the other half not too far away.
contrary to alot of other couples functioning on the principle of " out of sight, out of mind ".
it is a comfort. knowing that there is always this special someone there for you.
someone you have the responsibilites towards: to love, to protect, and to provide for.
this sweet fuzzy warm feeling wells up the heart and warms the soul, invigorating a gracious smile upon the face. i cannot explain such 'i-am-so-fortunate' feeling in written form. nevertheless such feelings in turn builds dreams and oxidizes you with hope.
May all readers find that special someone one day too. do not rush. let miracles happen in God's time. God never hurries, but He is always on time. when He comes, treasure it, for you don't know when that opportunities passes you by.
You were made by God and for God, and until you understand that, life will never make sense.
Far East Plaza
reached sch at 11am which immediately went off to Central Library to get a compulsory text about Hindu Cosmology Applications In Architectures of Classical Southeast Asian Empires.
very sleepy the whole day!
spent the evening after class going round Newton-Bukit Timah area trying to locate my cousin's house. dang! especially taking public transport and walking. quite an adventure! thankfully, Joshua was with me. he refused to let me go alone, 'coz most probably than not, i would have gotten myself lost somewhere out there thus would still call him for emergency help in the end...
haha! that is such an expected outcome.
"lost kitty cat in the big city. dazzled by the bright fancy lights, not knowing her directions. kitty was ran down by fast mean cabs. poor doggie has to carry injured cat home to nurse back to health, using the only medicine he has, which is sweet love"
we had dinner at Le Viet Cafe, Far East Plaza. the food was enjoyable as usual. i relished my thirst-quenching ice cold Plum Juice. the beef ball soup and fried veggie was really good! the fried clams was mediocre only...
oh! there was extra entertainment tonite! somewhere halfway through our late dinner, Le Viet has this suspected-is-Phillipino singer who sings and dances to the music quite well! sways and twist her hips sexily ( not like a slut but a professional singer), catching every rhythmic beat! a good display of showmanship. i admire her for her professionalism.
such a nostalgic sight! outdoor live band performance amidst a beer garden, vietnamese finger foods... they remind me of Bangkok night life! so alive with fun! where everyone could unwind and be themselves amidst the hustle bustle of never-sleeping urban center.
The day can have a lousy start. dreadful and exhaustive.
But by being with the person i love, i am blessed with insatiable positive energy.
sat in sch. sundae.
it is another dreaded Saturday morning.
though i've got Black Eyed Peas playing in the background - Where Is The Love? i am home alone, with me, my laptop, and my stereo playing. nothing gets better than this. it is an IDEAL.
(read : IDEALS are thing we want but we cannot have).
hey... Black Eyed Peas rules k? and yes, for all of you out there wondering, whether i am a 'eat-potato' Asian hybrid? well, i hardly speak/read/write Mandarin or more so, 'pu-tong-hua', which means common-language. ermm.. when i do speak Mandarin,i often have to wonder whether those poor folks would understand what i was trying to say. haha! Joshua's Dad asked if i studied Chinese in school, and what were my grades. gee.. they weren't that bad k? i least got a A2 for my A-levels Mother Toungue paper. haha! and got a B-grade for my A-Levels Chinese Lit paper... haha! ironic! thus, you judge.
anyway, back to the topic on Black Eyed Peas, they remind me of Jared! this song closed our many sweet Friday nights at Phuture, where we would dance and live up to the music; many lazy afternoons were spent fiddling with the stereo, using his turn-table software trying to mix our own music, synthesizing R&B songs with Rap or Hip-Hop. quite a challenge to make them sound smooth and sensible. otherwise, just chill out and chat in bed. now that Jared is serving the nation, social life is quite dull. one less chill-out / shopping buddy!
Jared's pretty close to me. he used to call me once he wakes up and disturbs me with nonsensical questions about "what did you do last night? did anything funky?"
duh.. how does he expect me to answer? "i was asleep???"
it's amazing how much we understand each other. he knows exactly how i feel, or what i think without me having to say more than i should. he is just as emotional as i am, despite trying ever so hard to upkeep a nonchalant, cool, emotion-less facade in front of others. he is selfless, patient and hopelessly giving when in love. we share the same grey bleak outlook about life, yet, we are dream-chasers. probably that is why we clicked the first time we met. he is one so-direct punk, somewhat liken to an expressway, who manages to slap me in the face with his words when i get too stubborn and cranky. yet, he loves just as much, hugging me close when there's no need for words. we can get as crappy and humourous as can be, yet serious and straight-talking!
admittedy, i adore him lots and a tad protective over him. although i am one who always gets myself into trouble, i do dispense some sound tangible advice when consulted. i do want the best for him! well, if he's around, he would definitely be going to WOMAD as well, and have a hell of a time of fun swooning over those nubile young ang-mo chics! barely above 14 and with ample full boobs, tight asses, and smooth skin! hah! that's gonna make me laugh! yeps, he called me last nite! unfortunately my mobile was off. dang!
well, he's single and available. so to all fabulous loving girls out there, grab this guy fast! super good deal! available @ Veen's Specialty Boutique! while stock last! heh heh! but, it takes the extra dose of chemistry to attract him! be warned!
To Jared:
hey baby... thanks for everything given. thanks for your jovial existence in my life. you injected many delightful and surprising moments into my otherwise monotonous days. looking forward to seeing you in the civilian again; let's go fishing! hugs and kisses! it's time you swinging bachelor settled down anyway! no, no more crazy bitches who drive you up the wall and round the world, but yes, 'she' does comes with brains! boobs included!
didn't exactly wanted to laze in bed further, the thought of Peleggi and his brain-fucking tutorial session on this coming Monday noon has this amazing immediate effect of yanking me out of my dreamy comfy bed and pop me into an huge ice-cold bucket of reality, yelling "GET OUTTA BED!" right into my ears.
for starters, i should indeed go shower and get prepared to leave for school. yes, time to go print notes again.... favourite weekly activity! (hah! as if you would believe it!) then, come home before 12noon or somewhat there, rest and start studying my notes before dashing out of the house at 5.30pm to attend WOMAD Day 2 which starts at 6.30pm! woohoo!
hmmm.... Joshua is not feeling good today. his Mummy woke him up at 9.30am when he has nothing to do in the morning. now he is all tired and grouchy. a tad irritated with everything. hugs boy! later rest and catch a solid afternoon nap yah. there's WOMAD Day 2 tonite so don't let your mood go down on the fun factor!
13 53 hrs. i'm now in school @ Central Lib. can't believe that mad Italian.... his required readings for this coming tutorial is in the closed stacks of the RBR! what the hell? i gotta wait an hour for them to retrieve the book before i can spend ages zapping it?! no way! i am going home soon, reserve that damn book online and pick it up on Monday. you know what? i think that (a) Peleggi is a nothing-better-to-do, i-wanna-screw-my-students son of a bitch.... (b) he is a slave-driver. no matter what, he knows how to spoil my saturdays, thus the title, sat in school.
(read: i sat in sch aka sat in library. or, saturday in school. whichever you think is better).
there's also another point to make to why i dislike Saturdays --- Day of Lousy Drivers!
the roads are dominated by drivers who assume that they are eligible to drive!!!
why not read Joshua's blog on Lousy Drivers?
he would be able to express wuch antagonies better.
there's a link from my webbie to his. ciao!
Sunday - why are triple scoops of ice cream topped with crushed nuts, chocolate sauce and whipped cream called Sundaes?
it's a dry and boring Sunday. nothing out of the extraordinary.
Grandma isn't happy with Joshua coming over to my place ever so often. she isn't happy with us spending solitary times at my house without her sharp supervision. she isn't happy with him having dinner at my place tonite, till 11pm when we were not disturbing her. she isn't happy with me going to school and coming home with him everyday, or more so, being with him everyday. she isn't happy with him, and me, for some things we did yesterday.
spent my day with Ayutthaya history. yawns. went to church for Mass in the evening at 5.30pm, today's sermon was about being humble and keeping ourselves at the lowest status so that we could be exalted through grace. met up with Joshua at 7pm. went to Fort Canning, chilled out at YMCA Mac's for a drink, took a short stroll in the city then came home for dinner. didn't get watch the final day of WOMAD. fun to attend but can do without. what i cherish is the simplicity of today.
did some reflections today. feeling directionless. my life lacks Purpose. i have no Aims in sight. there are no Motivations to Drive me on, welcoming my daily challenges.
Everything in this physical world is a temporal, in preparation for eternal life.
Sundays are meant to be spent with God and our dearest family. a celebrated union.
WOMAD 2004@Fort Canning Park
WOMAD Day 1
Friday 27 August 2004
for all those who don't know what WOMAD is, it stands for World of Music Art Dance. it is a global event, patronised by all the artistic creative people forming this global village, more so like a tribe of individuals who seek something different from mainstream music and dance. yes, it is sponsored by Singapore's National Art Council as well as corporations like Heineken Beer and MTV World.
the opening act was done by Nii Tagoe, Francis Angol and Mhd Alidu, from Ghana and Dominican Republic respectively.
they played a mix of African drums, flutes and bass, accompanied by modern Indian dance and Mime-act. i was very impressed, how they fused Afrikan folk music with modern electronica into something energetic and smooth flowing; choreographed a fusion dance, with Indian movements and rhythmic beats and western mime-act. the mime-actor did an acrobatic soliloquy in his semi-gymnast outfit initially, which was joined by a group of traditional Indian dancers at the later part, with a change in melody. it was very interesting to watch such a different performance and appreciate foreign culture. i was trying to decipher the dance and make sense out of the mime.
Art is an expression. what is the artiste trying to tell me? what are the moods that the musician is trying to convey?
the next act we watched was by Coco M'Bassi from Cameroon. quite refreshing to listen to Cameroon modern lounge jazz, rooted with classical and blues. her unique voice is stirred with very complicated tonal punctuations and sounds.
the performace by Temple Of Sound, UK was superb! it beats any clubbing experience!!! it's a fusion of relentless electronica-dub basslines, latinized percussion and mantric vocals focusing on shaabi-blue hues. it rocks the underground! plus the seductive belly dancing of Natacha Atlas from Egypt was a crowd-teaser! Revolution of Love was just so compelling! unfortunately, the crowd was not much of fun, no one danced too much except for the Caucasian youths... everyone seemed so stiff! hey people! relak lah!
we missed the very much anticipated electrifying, adrenaline pumping gig by Wicked Aura Batucada, Singapore! these guys are solid! they have a human soundbox called Danny who can really rap all sorts of noise, a very motivated percussion band, mostly drummers and soulful guitarists, playing mainly Brazilian music with Asian hues! i am so sad! that is why in order to catch them one last time, we are going to WOMAD Day 3. support local musicians!
listening to artsy-fartsy performances, watch simplistic modern dances, laze on the open greens, lying beside your loved one, under the blanket of stars is really a wonderfully sweet experience. just unwind together and appreciate artistic expressions of the exotic kind.
but be warned, go to WOMAD with a canvas sheet. we laid on the grass patch without any canvas since we went there directly after school. i can promise you that you will itch all the time, with weeds and grass and insects irritating your bare naked skin. i am still itching right now despite having came home and well bathed... urgh...
anyway, they do sell beers, cocktails, soft drinks and lotsa different types of light meals over there at reasonable prices. so fear not about not having anything to eat. the hot-dogs are quite delicious, and there's also Turkish ice cream! whoopee!
ah yes, talk about ice cream. unlucky me (once again....) got into another unlucky encounter. this time, before the performance by Hamid Baroudi of Algeria started, Joshua wanted to take a sit at this stone tablet beside the area. i sat down beside him and guess what? i sat right on this puddle of melted chocolate ice cream. well.... my pants got wet with sticky melted ice cream, it felt cold and uncomfortable so i wanted to go home immediately.... darn.... missed another amazing performance of contemporary dance music fused with normadic origins...
Womad Day 2
Saturday 28 August 2004
tonite was so good! but we were so late, only reached there at 8.30pm.
Zap Mama from Cameroon was so good! her genre falls between soul, funk, pygmu songs, dub and Afro-Cuban rhythms. she and her 3 accompanying vocals rocks! they could kick up the crowd into a full-swing club mode with their soulful eccentric beats! watch them perform their sexy dance moves, the way they sways their hips and butts to the rhythmic beats, sashaying to the change in the soulful melodies; follow her prompts and encouragements, humming and dancing to her music makes you feel so alive! the crowd response after their set was "encore! encore! one more time!" unfortunately due to time constraints, the coordinators didn't allow an extension of Zap Mama's performance. such a pity...
Talvin Singh is the clear winner of the night! he infuses traditional Indian tabla percussion music with new arrangments into a blazing club set. he synergizes Indian traditional beats with contemporary Drums 'n' Bass rhythms of urban UK, modernizing and introducing ancient music to a new age crowd. he had an entire 2 hours section to himself, at a club set organized by Heineken. but the area they choose was far too small to accomodate the crowd so it got very packed and stuffy. i was partying to the Nu-Beats and perspiring big time at the same time. dang! but the music was so satisfying... it feeds my empty soul!
met Xueli there last nite too, she was on duty as Porject Coordinator. cool! but she can go on talking n talking, quite tiring to listen. haha... Jsilly Joshua spilled a portion of red wine on his white T-shirt, i wonder if the stains could be washed off... but it didn't seem to matter to him. he was happily dancing away. heehee... =)
unfortunately, i had to leave earlier to come home, since my grandma was making a hell lot of noise about me coming late.... i am so bloody pissed right now, what can't the old folks just leave us alone for a damn evening to enjoy my much awaited outdoor performance? i am not sure if i am able to attend tomorrow night's event too... urgh! bitching aside for this article, stay tuned for the next angst-filled article.
to all artistes at WOMAD 2004:
you guys kick ass!!! i really can't wait for the arrival of this event next year! take care of your voices, do make more kick-ass music, play with new instruments and arrangements! see ya again next year and God bless this ugly chaotic with sweet world peace!
the night can be trashy, but he makes everything seem cheerful and fine again.
WOMAD Day 3
29 August 2004
it's a big joke played by the heavens as again. some kinda omen? planned to go to WOMAD Day 3 (closing events 'cos today's the final day). took a cab down to Fort Canning Hill from Siglap. reached there only to realized that we didn't bring enough money to buy tickets at the door! (gasp!) even if we combined our meagre assets, it's still $20 short for both tickets, food and drinks. thus, we stood outside for a good half hour contemplating whether to withdraw cash or just go home to have dinner and an early rest.
Finale: Good bye WOMAD. till we meet again next year, with more explosive and charged-up Nu-Beats, Club Sets, Afrikan-Soul and Cameroon Rap. meanwhile, we decided to go home.
last few nights
last few nights were really grey times of my recently sweet gay life.
for those who have known me for last 9 months, would probably have known what kinda abuses and emotional scarring i have been through...
for the past 3 nights, i wasn't thinking much about the past, but more so, how the past pain's are hindering the much-welcomed progress in my present life.
being not able to walk out of the dark shadows of one's past is a torturing self-confusion. every ounce of happiness and liveliness being sucked dry out of you. there is no hope in the heart, only total despair and disappointments.
my question to myself is:
How does life carry on from where you fell?
i have to pick myself up from where i fell. being cheated, betrayed and disheartened is not a reason to not walk of one's sorrows and depression. Life has to go on. i may have fallen, but i will recover from that fall. there's a good 60 years of journey to make down this long road!
Can i give up on myself, my hopes, my dreams and my loved ones now?
the answer is NO!
i cannot give up on myself. i must have faith and confidence in my abilities, make bright dreams and big plans for my future! i have come so far, put in so much effort and achieved quite a bit of glitters so far already.
Can i give up everything i have gained just because of one fucking bastard who screwed up my life?
No! i am in fact glad that it happened early in university and not when i am working in the society. take it as an expensive lesson and move on. lesson learnt. fears aside, walk on with courage and positivity!
Can a person live without dreams and hopes?
the answer is NO!
without dreams, you don't know what you are working towards, or what you are even working for!
without dreams, you are a sailboat without knowing where's the call-of-port or anchor point!
more so, you are a vangabond! that was me.
i was a drifting piece of wood, flowing with the currents; a sailboat without the guidance of the distant lighthouse.
without hope, life no longer holds any meaning.
without hope, life is just a monotonous existence in that particular block of space and time.
that was me, i used to live without hopes and dreams, to keep all emotions and feelings at bay.
i dared not hope for anything, anything at all. may it be with relationships, friends, studies. whatever. there was no 'hope'.
i lived in this neutral mode, no happiness nor sadness, no excitment or boredom. like a zombie, living from day to day, in this monotonous lifeless existence. nothing to look forward to. wished that i could just be knocked down by a car and put an end right away to all my miseries.
yes, i may club drink and have fun. but that is not happiness. that is not hope.
that is just a waste of my youth and money.
Hope means to look forward to something good, something exciting, something fun.
good and bad happenings have equal standing in occurance.
why not hope for delightful experiences to take place? why do people always think in the negative direction?
i did the same in the recent past.
i always thought of the "what if...", "but....", "cannot happen..."
so negative! so depressing! is it too much to ask for all the good tidings in life? is it too much to want to be a happy person? is it a sin to be free of emotional abuses and just breathe in the fresh air? why was i always pre-empting unfortunate events when they seem nowhere near?
Hope in the heart puts a smile on the face.
God.... i have a small problem.
Problems, i have a big God!
believing in Him, taking that initiative to reach out, putting in the concrete effort to make things better... is then what a Christian should be doing, instead of wallowing on one's miseries!
God would only help those who help themselves. He can only do so much. i have to give myself a chance! to be who i want to be, to achieve what i set out to do. to do God's work, walk in His footsteps.
Can i let my loved ones down?
No! i want to be able to provide them with the best i can afford.
i don't want my parents to slog at age 60. i will love them to stay at home, do gardening, do artcrafts, play with their pets! i wanna be able to send them on a vacation to Prague and live in the Ritz! they put in so much hopes on me, the day i was born, the celestial heavens cheered, my parents provided so much for me. a firm shelter over my head, fine clothes, good food and a complete education. in return, i have that responsibility to provide for them when they are aged. and i want the best for them, like they have done so for me.
i want to able to provide well for my children as well. let them learn the violin, pottery, go on field trips, study overseas if they are brilliant enough, let them eat good food so they would grow strong. i don't want my children to not be able to fulfil their dreams and ambitions. they have the talent and the potential, i as a mother is responsible to groom them to the best they can be!
yes, i may be faced with alot of complex difficuties and problems at home now.
my parents are one source of worries, the slow global economy is not helping,
my grandmother's health is deteriorating daily, she is getting old. i have so much to worry about, yet i am helpless. what can i do? i currently is unable to work and study at the same time. i can't help my Dad clear his many debts nor provide the home with a stable monthly income. my Mum is far away and i don't really know how she is coping. what if she gets into any accident or loses her job, then would take care of her? i still have to repay my bank-loan when i graduate, that is provided that i manage to find employment. there are so many things boggling me down. there is no one day i cannot think about such problems, well, i guess it happens when you grow older, these responsibilities would come. it is tiring. it drains me of my energy. i can only do so much. to juggle academics, household chores, parental concerns, and take care of grandma is enough to take up alot of my time. i need to devote time to spiritual developements, i need time and space alone to develop my character. i need monetary funds to socialize and hang out with friends, enjoy small luxuries like coffee at Spinelli's in the mornings. is that what undergrads are supposed to be tied down mentally and emotionally with or are they supposed to just enjoy the last phase of their academic life before they step out into the unsheltered real-world, dog-eat-dog society?
What can i do?
to put in my best efforts in everything i do now, manage my time and finances well.
chart out my progress, set a few goals, be disciplined with myself.
setbacks are fine, encourage myself to propel on. never lose my focus and be filled with hope.
every effort reaps rewards. believe in yourself. God sent you with a purpose in mind.
apply His teachings in my daily life, watch my words and actions, be a better follower of Christ.
make use of my few talents, God bestowed them for a purpose.
Dedicated to the one special diamond twinkling in the dark velvet skies:
everyday with you, is a blessing, is a joy. i don't ask for more.
i have made you elated, contented, depressed, and worried.
i have irritated you and pissed you off. i have made you laughed, and feel loved.
i am trying to be independent, but i am also dependent on you.
in fact, i need you to be around.
your encouragements give me warmth. your hugs give me reassurances and security.
your brain-fucking sessions late at night forces me to come to terms with reality and realize what is important, what i should prioritize, what should i be sensitive about, how i should change my attitude towards certain issues.
your smiles tell me that there is always someting to be cheerful about.
no matter how tired you are, you would send me home, put me to bed before making your way home.
your concern for me lets me know that, i matter nothing at all to the rest of the world, but i am the world in someone else's life.
so far so good life has been.
i do hope that i have been a loving, sensible and understanding girlfriend.
although i can joke about good looking guys, flings and one night stands, fantasizing about threesomes in bed (me and 2 men)... that's just chatting for fun. nothing serious.
though you can be moody when you get insufficient sleep, get disheartened when you know that i am in trouble and you cannot do anything to help. spend long afternoons watching silly cartoons at age 22, tell nonsensical jokes in class, scold vulgarities at bad drivers, bitch about people whom you can't stand big time..... that's you.
you are indeed imperfect, but it is your flaws which makes you human. a perfect human.
loving a person is like a packaged tour, the good, the bad, the frustrating..... they all come together.
we are all human.
Joshua, thank you for everything. you may not be able to help me in many cases, but i am thankful for your ever-presence and unfaltering attention and love showered. that is all i ask for, that is what i am granted.
Love them for who they are, their strong points and their weakness.
you cannot change them, you cannot change yourself much either.
accept and accomodate. cherish the times spent together. be appreciative for all they have given.
*Disclaimer*
the above article is non applicable on the numerous bastards, cheats of all sorts, traitors, 2-timers, sluts, immatured adults looking for juvenile relationships, mother-fuckers, scumbags. ie. people you wished were never born. May they burn in hell. May their descendents suffer from genetic defects and perish in the human race in the most terrible manners of death. May their ancestors have no one to visit their graves.
in my own sinful thoughts, i am directing the above hatred to one bastard by surname of Lim. God Almighty is fair. you will burn alive in purgatory without forgiveness and grace. even if you become baptized Christian, you would still not be cleansed of your sins for your heart lives an evil poisonous egoistic serpent.
weirdos
sometimes i really don't understand my school mates.....
Huiling said that wanted to go drinking and chill out last Wednesday.
she suggested Bar Stop since they have one-for-one promotions during happy hours, and she's never been there. so then, we tentatively agreed to go today, 25th Aug.
Venue: Bar-Stop @ Devonshire Rd.
funny thing was..... she was the one who wanted to go drinking.
so why on earth did she ask me to organize such an outing and gather the Pol-Sci Clique, arrange the time and place etc?
she keeps on insisting that i am the organizer without even asking for my opinion...
what makes her think that i would fulfil such a task?
i am not the one who wants to go to Bar Stop to drink my fill, so why should i be organizing it? i would turn up if i am invited, but otherwise, why should i shoulder that responsibility of organizing the clique? so funny right? well, if i am holding a party or chill-out session at my place, then i would organize the lizards. simple as that...
anyway, was supposed to meet Hui Ling, Benson and Dennis at 6pm Somerset MRT.
unexpectedly, Grandma cooked my share of dinner that evening and i could go out only after i had my dinner. so, i told them that Joshua and i would be late, would only turn up at 7pm. not that i didn't inform them that we would be late... and for a good reason, it was raining so heavily that evening!
Benson got quite mad for that matter. Dennis had to leave them early, and he only has Huiling for company. and she doens't know how to get to Bar Stop. so Benson got pissed with me.
look here dude.... i have my own things to do. i will turn up promptly when i can make it.
if he is bored, he can go walk around and have dinner with the other 2 and wait patiently.
or, he can seek that place out and go have a drink first. can always call me to ask where is it.
what is his problem? he is the perpetual late-comer, i have waited for him for 2hours straight in the past, and not only once and i never complained.
if he really so unwilling to wait, then go home! i am fine with that.
one of those people who think "i can be late everytime. but you cannot be late, not even once."
i don't think i deserve to endure your cold, piercing attitude for the rest of the night coz i came late, and mind you, with a good reason to be late.
then the girl who wants to drink..... end up not even ordering a Coke.
she didn't drink, only took sips from Benson's glass of Chivas, coz she felt like not drinking....
said that she's been boozing too much during the vacation.
hey fren! make up your mind lah!
you said you wanted to drink, then made all of us come out, and don't drink?!?!
wtf....????
i was pretty tired that day. wanted to rest at home to recuperate and watch some tv.
really didn't feel like going at all. plus it was raining. very inconvenient to go out...
dragged myself there and didn't enjoy myself....
waste of my time.
got home, had lots to think about. depressed.
end up, made Joshua lose his sleep.
guilty.
little many tinkles
Have you ever took that little time out to think about your friends,
Have that sudden thought "gee... what is she/he doing now? is she/he happy?"
reminisce the long lost times, from the very moment you met, how much you hated each others guts then one day, after a big argument, realized that you could be friends?
or miss the time she/he hide behind the pillar to only spring out with a surprise birthday cake and present? remember the times where few of you organized a slumber party, played pillow fight and chat about everything till 6am then fell asleep on each other? be filled with that momentarily nostalgia...
sure that everyone has kinda grown up a little bit, busy with school and their own boyfriends/girlfriends. but time is managed by human. if you think that you haven't met up with your close friends for quite some time, take the time out to do so. no harm done, lots of benefits. it keeps that relationship between alive, and makes sure that all of you are still 'connected'.
don't wait till the day when you find "eh, how come we like so strangers now? nothing to talk about?" well, that is 'coz you haven't been putting in real effort to keep sparks in that friendship flying? ok, that is my opinion. by my point being, go that extra mile, even in a friendship. give more concern, love and attention, and you would receive much more in return. don't take your friends for granted.
few people in life would hate you, hurt you, cheat you.
you wish you have not met them, or better still, had the ability to kill them and not suffer legal punishment. think positively, there are so many more people who love you, need you, appreciate your existence. these are the people who really matter. thus, out of 100 friends, you have 10 bastards/jerks/sluts/bitches. that is 10%...... not a bad deal, could so without them though. nevertheless, focus your energy on the nice happy 90% of your social circle and you would find life more colorful and enriching.
Ever wondered why good looking guys end up with average girls, and pretty babes end up with average guys?
irony of life.
those who think that they are so damn good looking, charming and photogenic have big ego. so huge that it could swallow Jupiter. by the way, brains not included. they don't really think before they speak, (1) what they say doesn't makes sense. tends to self contradict. (2) reflects childish thoughts. try this the next time, when you are with a group of people, don't speak much. just keep quiet and listen to their conversation. mark the content and opinions. do it a few times, over several gatherings. then evaluate the person silently.
Disclaimer: non applicable with respect to bastards/sluts who are out to cheat you right from the start. (reference - cheat you in every sense. ) they can put up a good plastic front, act their way through all situations, lie their way to innocence, and malign you for things you never did in actions or words, last of all, poison your name. they have this ability to even cheat on you right under your nose without you knowing it. be very wary of people... especially when you don't know them as friends and they start trying to get friendly with you.
Never ever date people you meet at clubs, keep those as flings.
better still, don't even take their numbers or date them even once.
i am serious.
today..... i was quite busy with 2 lectures. met Qiao Ling to attend Vanity Fair at 2pm. nothing much really. didn't manage to buy any cosmetics or perfumes. too few variety. not exactly good deals either. alot of items which i don't need. opps... sorry Luke! i totally forgot to meet you for fruit juice at Arts Canteen at 3pm! i was with Qiao Ling having Iced Chocolate at Olio Dome UCC... treat u to banana jucie next time k?
met Joshua at 6. took a short evening walk from FASS to SRC bus stop. that was nice. i really enjoy our daily evening strolls... it can be anywhere, in campus, in the neighbourhood estate, at the beach.... doesn't matter. just the both of us, hand in hand, chatting away, share our thoughts, tell silly jokes etc... it's very comfortable. i like it alot. it doesn't matter where we are, what we do, but it is really who we are spending our time with which makes that very difference.
on our way down to Orchard, we ran into Ron on Bus 95. good to see him and catch up a bit, great to know that he's been to all those cool places doing fun things in Europe during SEP. wow! last month, he was jetting all around Asia, making short trip getaways to Bali and Jakarta. learnt alot about foreign culture. nice!
Venue: Renn Thai Restaurant, Ngee Ann City Tower A, 4th storey.
Food: 2.5 / 5 stars
Service: 2 / 5 stars
Ambience: 2 / 5 stars
we had out dinner at Renn Thai Restaurant today. pseudo classical Thai interior designs, with all those tacky looking metal lotus and head-gear ornaments with glittery mosaic tiles. wooden panelled walls. green celadon dishes. thai pop music in the background. alot of Caucasian with their SPG partners dining in.
service was quite slow. they only had 2 waiters and 2 waitresses. so couldn't really work effectively.
the food was relatively authentic. we had 4 dishes. the Seafood Tom Yam Soup was good! it was sour and sweet, yet not too spicy, had the strong fragrance of herbs like lemongrass and lemon-leaves. very platable! must try! $12 for a 2-pax earthern pot. Grilled Chicken in Pandan Leaf was ok. $12. can do without. chicken was well seasoned and succulent. but... just not too unique to make it a worthwhile try. the Yam-Basket with Asparagus and Scallops was not bad. the asparagus was fresh and stir fried lightly so was still crunchy and sweet. but the scallops were huge and not that fresh. could have done without and gave me more asparagus! $14 for a small portion, $18 for medium. lastly... was the Pineapple Fried Rice. my Mum could cook better than that, i can't see the pineapple cubes or any other ingredients. and the rice was lukewarm... and grainy. didn't seem like a freshly made fried rice.... can do without despite looking delicious. $9.60 for 2-pax portions. skip the desserts. not nice. my Water-Chestnuts with shaved ice and coconut milk.... was disappointing. the water-chestnuts dipped in tapioca flour had too much flour, and it formed this hard chewy shell around that tiny bit of chestnut! urgh....
anyway, no matter what, still far far better than that disgusting Thai Express! =)
every single thing can suck during a bad day.
but with your beloved one beside you, every thing would seem bearable.
enlisted
mediocre day. nothing out of the extrodinary.
Joshua came over in the late afternoon to study but in the end, he was surfing net for Gundam-Seed info, while i curled up in the sofa to watch Tamil movie. heh heh. quite entertaining leh! sing, dance, fight, argue.... all in 3hrs! anyway... we both ended up doing nothing concrete.... haha!
anyway, my favourite kid, Jared is now in army, basic military training period.
well, most friends think that he has the makings of an officer or least, a specialist.
i think so too. he has the decisive yet cautious mark of a leader and the 'ra-ra' attitude to unite his men as a cooperative unit, however he doens't act macho and make himbo-tic rash decisions. personally, i do hope that he ends up in EOD. haha! Explosives Ordinance Disposal unit!
i pray that he would be well blessed and protected by God from all harms way.
will miss that young punk and his nonsense lots.
promised to give him a good treat when BMT is over.
way to go boy! will miss you at Mass....
a fine day
as all of you readers would probably have known,
i dislike Saturdays.
why???
well, did u ever noticed?
wherever you turn to during a Saturday afternoon out, it's PEOPLE you see everywhere!?!?
exodus of people, the young and old, people of united colors, the funky, the jappy, the retro, the dovey couples, the gangs of younsters, the brawling babies... spare me!!!
best part is : some of them are people you don't wanna run into to ruin your weekend!!!
by Murphy's Law, u would run into them uncannily! God has this perverted sense of humour (pardon me!) so.... there you go.... 'miracles of life'...
nah.... i dislike Saturdays for a practical reason.
the weather is so damn hot here in Singapore, walk 20 steps and you'll find yourself perspiring like a mad dog; everywhere from Tampines Mall to Orchard Boulevard to Mandai Zoo is so packed with people of all sorts, crawling at this annoying sluggish pace; central air con systems in the malls seems to be all failing; changing room at MNG, ZARA, and TopShop have grown long -tails...!!!
urggh...... i am better left at home alone, lazing in bed, read my book and enjoy aircon instead of snuggling for warmth and competing for space and fresh air in that exodus of people.....
that is me.
i hate being stuck and suffocated in hot, noisy, crowded places.
i hate being sticky from perspiration and having the sun's glare in my eyes.
i would start getting irritated and then finally flare up for no apparent reason... bah...
today wasn't exactly a productive day.
the morning was fine, completed one module's readings and outlines. but the afternoon was such a waste of time! went back to Central Lib to print some readings, courtesy of that 'sick-in-the-head' Peleggi... *curse and swears in Italian at Peleggi* he loves to brain-fuck his students then burn their weekends by making them stay in Lib to print readings which comes from 20 different books. mind you, all Red Spot Books! can only borrow one book at a time per card! brilliant......
hey! i didn't know! all canteens close at 3pm on Saturdays. wanted buy fruit juice but i saw all the vendors going home... sob! oh! i have found my beloved Wanton Mee!!! the one which used to be at THE DECK. they have moved to the Science Canteen!!! i am so happy!!! wah.... must patronized them liao! they have really good shui-jiao and fragrant chilli paste to go with the springy noodles!!!
finished all my printing at 7pm. then took a slow bumpy bus ride back to Siglap with Joshua to have dinner at :
Venue: Le Viet, Upper East Coast Rd.
Cuisine: Vietnamese
Food: 3.5 / 5 stars
Service: 4 / 5 stars
Ambience: 4 / 5 stars
this time, we had Mixed Beef Soup, fried Dou-Miao, and mussels with basil leaves, as well as a glass of sour-plum juice.
wow! i must say, the sour-plum juice is really good! it really takes the heat off you on a warm evening. it's sweet and tangy... with a pinch of salt... very refreshing! $3.50 each but is a must-try! the mixed beef soup has fantastic meaty beef balls made of real beef chunks and not those floury beef paste. very satisfying! plus free flow of soup and beansprouts for $12 (2 person's portions)! the fried vege was so-so. (how special can vegetables get anyway?) the mussels were ok, not bad. the sweet basil complemented the musself well, with a hint of fresh chillis and garlic. nice for $9. well, there is no service charges and yet the service is really sweet and personal.
met up with Gabriel for an hour during the course over dinner. bitched about some ex-schmates and cheered about some friends. such good laugh! fun! it's really good to see him doing well and fine. hope to see him more at church. God bless Gabbrie!
did i mention that Siglap is one of my favourite hang-outs for dinner?
al fresco dining under the stars, enjoy the sea breeze and the good food. not that it is expensive but more so that it is delicious. watch the beautiful people walk past, those numerous hunks and babes, mesmerizing so. but what's important are not those brainless eye-candies with no personality to pair with....
the diamond in the ring which catches all my attention, enchanting as he is, is the one who sits right opposite me during dinner, holding my hand, and walking by my side when i am lonely... as much as i can stare blankly at those gorgeous walking Ken-Barbie dolls... i'm highly aware of what/who is precious as well as priceless... someone whom i cannot do without.
It's not what you do that day which makes it wonderful, but it is the special companion which makes the day wonderful.
IKEA Sweden
Venue: IKEA Furniture, Alexander Rd.
Date:19th August 2004
Food Review: Food Quality -- 2.5 / 5 stars
Atmosphere -- 3 / 5 stars
Service -- 2.75 / 5 stars
Ikea is having their annual sales now, till the 22nd Aug.
so go grab ur new beds, sofas, tables and chairs while stock last!
i have no idea why is that place forever so packed...
makes me wonder if a certain population in Singapore doens't need to work and just spend their time shopping everyday... clogging up places of domestic interest... like Ikea!
well, i need a new Queen-sized bed and a new study table and 2 new chairs badly.
my own room is sparsely furnitured. looks terrible, sorta major store-room for all inhabitants of my house...
IKEA has really heavenly Chocolate Truffle cake! $2.60 per slice but i can gurantee you 101% satisfaction. it is not-so-sweet as all cakes are usually are, with a slight hint of rum and raisins, moist and soft, with 2 layers of chocolate mousse between. it's fantastic with a warm cup of Spinelli's Cappucino! eh, don't try their thin-plain tarts thou. tried a Marzipan Tart yesterday, was VERY sweet though unique almondy taste to it. =(
Main courses.... their poached Salmon comes with this weird tasting butter-chives sauce. the Salmon is not bad, so are the new potatoes, all soft and moist, but the sauce spoils everything... The Roast Beef seriously looks so good! but minus the fact that is it hard, hard to chew, hard to digest, it is okay... still can do. oh by the way! they have this Swedish meatballs made of minced beef and Danish pork! i think it is their star attraction! well, i have to admit that it looks really delicious! all round and brown, with thick gravy and potatoes. but i have to try it. when i had, i would definitely tag another of my food-reviews so keep yourself updated! soft drinks are $1 per small glass, i would give their coffee a skip despite the fact that they are freshly grounded brew... have free flow of water though!
IKEA restuarant-cafe has this evry Scandanavian home-sweet-home feel to it. nice place to hang out after window shopping for furniture, sit by the window and watch the traffic over a light refreshment, but bear in mind that you have to clear your own dishes after the meal =)
AVP
Movie review: Alien Versus Predator
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars.
Date of release: 19th August 2004
As the story goes, under the artic ice cap lies a hidden temple. a bunch of expedition lovers decided to explore what's in there, all 15 of them going down a 30degree tunnel without light emerging at its end...
Predator ---
Lives in space, in this super high tech humongous spacecraft where they can see whatever/whoever enters tt temple in 3D-projected-vision, on a common palm top. In that temple holds 3 sacred guns, well guarded by a time-lock, intended for 'the chosen ones' to use during emergencies when giant lizard-like aliens decide to run wild and attack Earth's surface.
Predators were of higher intelligence, being the ones who taught Human about forming civilizations, building pyramids and settling populations into the exotic Inca Civilization. Humans thus worshipped Predators! Predators visit Earth every 100 years, on 10/10/XX04. that means that tentatively, they would be here in 2 months time =)
Weapons:
Strong, tall and well built. run / jump far and fast. each carried a Monkey God's magical rod that could extend or shorter at their whim and fancy, but equiped with spear heads at both ends as well as a boomerang with 6 curved blades to slice their prey, somewhat like a Ninja's weapon. have a high tech time bomb too!
Personality: Courageous. Determined warriors. Don't eat aliens or humans. Kill for the fun of killing. Barbaric in behavior yet understands the importance of forming alliances of convenience.
Weakness:
Their exterior protection are vulnerable towards Alien's slime / blood, which is acidic in character, sizzling through their metal shields. center of torso is their fatal spot due to lack of protection, thus easily pierced through by Alien's whipping tail.
Human:
Lives in Planet Earth. serves no apparent purpose except to provide Aliens as a source of food and as a mean of impregnantation and reproduction of baby alien-human hybrids... Human gets wiped out in the first 30 minutes of war, except for a single Femme Fatale in red who then cooperates with Predator in oder to stay alive.
Whichever side wins. Human loses.
Personality:
Intelligent and witty, yet stubborn. filled with emotions ans humanity, can cry for the Predator who died de to an unspoken friendship bond between.
Weakness:
No efficient weapons to fight Predator or Alien. destined to die. unarmed with natural infra-red vision or ability to camouflage into the surroundings making themselves an easy target.
Aliens:
Lives in a secret chamber beneath the hidden temple pyramid. chained up by Predator Ancestors in ancient times. serves as a prey for the Predators to hunt in this game, in order to allow junior Predators to be crowned as brave warriors of their tribe.
Weapons:
Highly acidic slime and blood. Lizard-like features enables them to leap high, strike and land steadily. able to blend in with the stone surroundings, creep on the sides of walls and sneak up on their preys. No high tech weapons, guns or laser pointers. Reproduces by suffocating and trapping their prey in their thick slime, then impregnating them in the center of chest. the baby alien grows by feeding in that prey, when it is old enough, it burst its way out of the prey's rib cage and the prey dies a violent blody death.
Personality:
Primitive, animal-like and instinctive. but quite brainless. loves to eat humans and tries to eat Predator.
Weakness:
Due to its low intelligence level and animal instincts, it is easily outwitted by Predator and Human. taken for a deep dive in the end. though it is able to leap and bite its prey at their shoulders, it is not strong enough. too rash in its actions leads to its ultimate death.
Ending:
Predator and Human victorious, and form a friendly alliance. Predator returns to outer space, with one dead warrior. Human lives. Baby Alien tags along with Predator back into space.
WOMAD tickets
WOMAD = World Of Music And Dance.
Yay!!! i finally got my WOMAD ticket! 27 and 28th August 6pm at Fort Canning Hill!!!
i am so glad that i just can't wait!!! Woohoo!!!
will be an evening of wine, sandwich, fruits, nuts, chocolates and cheese under the stars, watching music and dance performances by various artistes!
Genre featured: Drum and Bass, Nu-Beats fusioned with Electronica, African Rhythmics with modern sounds etc.
Dance includes: Japanese mask dances with modern storyline twist. no tap dancing though. thank God no Ballet also. haha!
i really pray that it doesn't rain!!!
ok, the University has started and that really sucks as much as i anticipate the arrival of the new semester. well, the reality is that i am busy trying to catch up with and understand food chemistry, drawing protein polymers... reading a text called Plants and Society in the Science Library (never imagined u could ever find Veen in school right??? and now, in the Science Lib right!!!) Champion!!!
However.... back at FASS, life isn't getting much better either! Peleggi has added on to my miseries by issuing a 25-30 books reading list and we're supposed to print out those few chapters per book on our own! how convenient! the rest of the stuff are more or less in order, minus the fact the Clancey's lectures are really packed with content. hence, it takes alot of attention and focus to pick out the important info rather than jot them down en bloc; try scribble and listen to his lecture both at the same time, in order to make sense of what is happening leads me to the helpline:
What are consultation hours for?
i did not pay a S$50/hr to listen to him yudder on and still not understand and miss out some points at the end of the day.
Msg of the day:
oh! the Wanton Mee stall at THE DECK has changed hands! now the noodles really suck badly... no longer what it used to be. the new owners serve u 1) small portions for the small $1.80 without much ingredients. 2) the noodles are really soggy that they have this really lousy taste and texture. 3) the chilli sauce doesn't come with any punch.
and my favourite Chinese Economic Mixed Rice stall is gone! what is left is the not-delicious Vegetarian mixed rice stall beside Western Food stall! the one beside the dessert stall is gone! "oh where oh where can my baby be???" now Veen has no more nice breakfast to give her energy to study... i can't have Yong Tau Foo everyday right? *sulk*
Esplanade
went to Esplanade for dinner with Michele, Benny, and Alan. Joshua was trying to set up WAP for his new Siemens phone at Hello! City Link.
don't know why the whole place was so packed with Malays!
they had Mat-rockers playing rock at the amphitheatre. the music was not bad really! a Malay push cart stall selling Ramli burgers. a Malay Ah-Pek selling Kacang Puteh. interesting!
the evening wasn't too good. didn't enjoy myself. i was feeling uneasy, awkward, and out of place all the while. couldn't really relate to what they were chatting about. mind was pretty blanked-out. the atmosphere was quite tense then. dinner was expensive and not at all delicious.
Not all dating process works out into a relationship.
Condolences to Joshua's friend who called upon the house of God on Fri 13, 2004:
though i do not know you personally, the problems you faced must have been so complicated that it swallowed you alive. i wished that you shared your problems with the many cheery positive people around you, who would give you sound advice, or at least, be there to hold and hug you in your darkest times, so you wouldn't just make a rash decision and bid no one goodbye. there are no problem too big to handle because as a Christian, we bear in mind that we have a big God. trust and have faith in Him, walk wise. but now that you are eternally gone, we know that you are safely back in the arms of Our Lord, take good care. the world would miss you.
To all friends reading this article:
Cherish every moment you spend with your family, friends and acquaintances.
Let them know you love them, show affection, be there for them, be nice and sweet.
Don't let quarrels and disagreements bear grudges. Forgive and forget. Grace.
Be filial to your parents, play with your pets, make the best out of every moment, learn more.
You never know when who would say eternal goodbye before the time has come for one to be called back to God's house.
My prayer:
May Our Father in heaven bless us with wisdom and happiness, that we would cherish 'life' itself, that we would love graciously and forgive those who have sinned against us. May You take our hand and walk us onto the bright path; guard us from evil thoughts. May there be peace in our minds and a smile in our hearts. Amen.
Parental advice
Vietnamese dinner. $25 for a grilled chicken rice, a beef noodles, a rice-paper roll with prawns, a fried veggie with mushrooms and a Coke. hey! quite delicious food at a reasonable price! nothing sub-standard for a restaurant along Siglap! must go try their fish-cakes and and deep fried oat-breaded Calamari! heehee! must call Serena, Elgin, Clarence and Siqi along too! and the 2 flingsters... heh heh... Hui Ling and Roland!
Haven't had such a good dinner for a long long while, after returning from the Bangkok trip. under the blue evening skies, with the sea breeze blowing in our faces, enjoy our good food in each other's fine company, chatting away.
cab down to Bar Stop @ Devonshire Rd to meet Clarence and Elgin to chill out n tell them more about UAN. passed Jared his Chivas. gave and recived a big warm hug from that sweet young punk. he looked really good! he was wearing this plain white linen shirt and looked fabulous! i have never seen him in white nor in linen! being tall and lanky, he could bring it on fasionably! (i already said that he should study fashion in Melbourne and graduate as a fashion designer or open a boutique!)
9.30pm, Elgin had to go home to find his dog.
technically it belongs to Serena and it ran out of the house while Elgin's Dad was washing the car, following another dog that is. hmmm... tell me about silly dogs chasing their tails. why am i not surprised? =(
Parents on the other hand have this uncanny ability to spoil wonderful evenings.
(the following article is directed at no one in particular, i am writing on this topic in a universal sense after universal observation. to those offended, my most sincere aoplogies to you but i am still going to write about it).
1) They can never leave u alone when you are out after school with your friends/ girlfriends/ boyfriends. they love to call your mobile right immediately after your lecture because they do have a copy of your timetable, do a time check and bug you to come home shortly.
2) They cannot distinguish the differences between reminding you to come home to complete your homework and being irritating by calling you 8 times within one hour. They do not assume that your mobile does run flat on battery.
3) They expect you to study, study and study more. If you are tired of studying, then go read something or do something constructive such as Yoga to relax your bloggled mind. They do not believe in watching tv, reading comics, chilling out or sleeping as a contructive form of relaxation.
can you imagine the type of vexing frustration we face???
No! i won't call it Generation gap!!!
is it a sign of being over-protective? i do not think so think either!!!
in my opinion:
parents / grandparents are absolut control freaks!!!
because they have failed miserably to be chosen as the Senior Minister, Prime Minister or Tsar of the , they chose to control our lives from all aspects without giving a logical reasoning for their mandates, in turn ruining our personal development. they assume that they are right and they know best for their kids. but pardon me! we do have a mind of our own. correct, many a times we do have to learn painful lessons but isn't that all part of life? what is the rationale behind those endless yaks about which road should we take when we drive, what courses we should study in Varsity without considering our personal interests, what kind of girlfriend/ boyfriend we should get attached to? gee.... They are not 'us'!
Farenheit 9/11
i was supposed to be at LT 24 for lecture on Food Safety and Security at 8am this morning.
unfortunately, i woke up late, only at 7am! there was no way i am getting to school punctually even if i drive!
still grouchy and groggy from a bad hangover state of mind, walking around my own house in a half drunken stupor... going to school was never quite on my mind. i craved for sleep. pure undistilled sleep. my brain was undergoing reduction! the rapid deprivation of oxygen was suffocating those grey buggers (brain cells) and their nervous pals (nerves), they revolted and started jamming up the human body's working mechanism!
one word of advice: do not drink excessively, or smoke excessively and ill-treat your health.
Yong Tau Foo breakfast at THE DECK. $1.80 for 8 pieces of goodies. quite delicious and filling too!
HY 2202 lecture@12noon. i met lots of familiar faces, namely all those History Yr2 major students. it's like a big friendly family to begin with. Dr Aung Thwin of course is our teddybear-like father figure in class. so big, so warm, so approachable. his academic speciality lies in the cultural and social formation of mainland South East Asia, focusing on Thailand, Cambodia, and Vietnam. but correspondingly, his expectations of our academic performance is also relatively high. oh! surprisingly, i think marriage did Dr Aung Thwin good. he can now deliver his lectures in a more animated format!
in case you didn't know, when i was in my Year 1 and doing HY 1101E, Dr Aung Thwin took us for part of the syllabus. hey! that guy really can't deliver his lectures! he rambles on and on the contents in this fast-forward yet very monotonous drawl! goodness gracious me! he sent the all of us to sleep in 15mins into lecture! and we still had another 1 hr 45 mins to go?!?! it was really dreadful.
Lecture by Aung Thwin = Lullaby to send all HY 1101E students to afternoon sleep...
this time round, he was good! peppered his lectures with colorful powerpoint slides, being animated in his speech, got rid of that monotonous drawl. i in fact enjoyed his lecture! well, let's now keep our fingers crossed that it would be so for the rest of this semester then!
for the first time, i went to Engin Canteen. hey! they were having that Exxon-Mobil campus concert there! gosh! some stupid guy was singing THE REASON by Hoobastank. for his infomation, THE REASON why he shouldn't sing up there and embarrass himself is because he suck at it! this relates back to the point of why people wanna join THE SINGAPORE IDOL or was it THE SINGAPORE IDIOT in either case? cause for public annoyance and self embarrassment. i won't be at all surprised if that awful guy singing THE REASON was the same LEMON TREE William-Hung wanna-be nerd! can someone just tell me to what extents would people go to for the sake of the quest for fame? =(
and for the first time, i went to the Engin Mac Donald's! i quite like their architecture, where the whole balcony structure juts out of the hill slope. pretty cool! and the minimalistic interior designs of dark wooden panels, glass and metal frames make a well balanced environmental feel. just chill out there, catch a burger and look at girls. fun!
decided to watch movie since the afternoon was still young.
Farenheit 9/11 was really good! the storyline was really sarcastic towards the Bush Admin and it draws out many issues which we otherwise would not have given thoughts about with regards to the Afghan War and Iraq Invasion. the plot was well planned though the ending was kinda draggy and slow. the presentation was funny, a pun in the face but you'll catch their hints. i won't say that it was much of a movie as in the definition of a movie but it was more so.... a documentary portrayed in a humourous manner. worth a watch! all anti-Bush, anti-American hippies of the world unite!
i mean, what are the Americans selling? FREEDOM. as an ideological export.
What is 'freedom'?
Freedom is an abstract concept, which to each individual holds a different meaning. 'Freedom' in the American absolutist definition doesn't mean that other people of other culture would accept nor agree to it.
going to war with the mere excuse of liberating other people's nations under oppressive dictators and in the process, wreck people's homeland, mutate innocent children with violence and bloodshed, break up countless happy families and increase anti-american sentiments is not an excution which reflects 'freedom'.
'Freedom' comes with responsibilties.
Sadam is judged by the International Court. then, who judges America's action with regards to the protracted Vietnam War and the prolonged Iraqi War?
You decide.
