Friday, April 29, 2005
29th april 2005
thought that i should commemerate this day with at least a post.
First of all, allow me to thank all dear friends that have celebrated or are cracking their brains to think of how to celebrate the day that i am no longer covered under the juvenile law. i am really really grateful.
Secondly, allow me to speak my mind. To tell the truth, i dislike my birthday. I find it no different from other days and so see no special sense in celebrating it. But that is not the reason why i dislike my birthday. The problem with MY birthday is that it never EVER turns out right. i always ALWAYS have unhappy birthdays. It's like my birth is not blessed right from the beginning.
So today isn't an exception. woke up with a headache and stomachache, but that's ok. What bothers me is how haphazardly empty my whole day is. I am someone who believes family comes first on these occasions, so last week when my mum says she wanna meet me for lunch, and later in the evening bring me to a lounge to 开开眼界, i pushed away all other appointments for today. Ah! but my dad applied off today as well! now, the tricky part is my dad doesn't like the idea of lounge since eons ago (he thinks is a waste of money), and so my mum starts telling me to kiv the whole plan.
KIV is a useful term to use in group meetings, but never good in fixing appointments. So guess what? i told my dad that i'll be out the whole day with my friends and so will be settling lunch and dinner outside. What a big fat lie, but it's just in case my mum puts the KIV plan into action. AND my dear dear mum happily called me up in the morning only to tell me the plan for today is "lunch". HAHAHA. now my dad will be home the whole day and so i can't return home before 8pm coz tt will go against what i told him? right. so how? i ended up studying in BK in the afternoon instead.
It's been quite a terrible day la. I was feeling so 委屈 that i shed some tears on the mrt some more. mus haf looked wierd.
ah, but the day unexpectedly had quite a nice end. well, yes, perhaps it's becoz i felt that the revision today was quite productive, but the HIGHLIGHT of this entry is what that follows! To console myself, i happily resorted to retail therapy. heehee. tt's why i am in the mood of blogging now. wahaha. so lemme list down wat i bought:
kodansha kanji learner's dictionary
-- U.P.$38.75 :: Now $31 (kinokuniya Liang court)
Pilates for every body DVD
-- $7 (Sembawang shopping center)
D调的华丽
-- $26.25 (Yishun Popular Bookshop)
wah! wah! wah!!! woohoo! y am i soooo excited? because D调的华丽's 图/文 is 周杰伦! 周杰伦!!! wahahaha~ it's the last copy there somemore~ ah!!!! so exciting!!! i shall have a wonderful night scrutinising every page!! haha.
ah! wat a wonderful finish to a lousy day. I shall repledge my loyalty to Jay, and clarify that NO! I STILL LIKE HIM ALOT. THE FEELING'S NOT FADING YET!!! ahahaha~
p/s: argh~ didn't realise he had another book, 半岛铁盒~ i want that also... how??
p/s again: kinokuniya Liang Court is having storewide 20% discount that even applies to manga! even manga from 创意! which means i can get 1 book for only $4! tempting eh? offer lasts til monday, so interested pple can go take a look =)
p/s again x 2: anybody heard JJ 林俊杰's new CD? issit nice? tell me hor. coz Sembawang music center dunno why selling it at $12.90 only... so cheap for an original.
well, tataz! and sweet dreams pple! ... *Jay Chou... here i come!!! wahahaha*
è¯å yawned @ 10:14 PM
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005
friends
was updating my organiser last night, when i decide to look at my Pri 6 autograph book to check out some birthdays of close friends.
*flip flip* ahahaha! so funny *flip flip* ehx why this person keep repeating "Friends Forever"? *flip flip* oooh this gal has very nice handwriting! .. but mine is not too bad too la~ *flip flip* eh? who's this??? *flip flip* eh? who's this again? she say her best friend is me wor~ how come i dun remember her?
these kinda question marks keep appearing while flipping the book. i was getting abit anxious then, coz i'm suspecting myself to have partial amnesia or something hahaha. sat down n think. my dad must have thought that i'm thinking about a very complex, serious question, becoz for once in this week, he left me alone. (juz leave me alone!!!!)
*ding ding* -lightbulb flashed-! ah~~~ i noe... these gals are my fellow chinese dance troupe members... no wonder i haf litle impression of them... phew. lucky i'm not amnesic.
but then it also struck me how wierd it is. how interesting tt everyone writes "friends forever" and "keep in contact", but had never contacted me once. Well, i'm also a guilty party here, becoz i'm pretty sure i worte the same things in my friends' autograph book, but i didn't contact them as well...
Reminded me of the time in JC. A close friend of mine is Pri sch came to the same JC as me, and we met each other by chance at the staircase. Wah! i'm like super excited to see her. Felt like i wanna say lotsa things to her, but i ended up not saying anything, coz i can't think of anything to say. Subsequently, we'll juz smile when we pass by, and before i noe it, we were walking past each other like strangers. abit sad, esp when i think of all the times we spent in the corner of the canteen playing, hop-scotching, and singing songs during the breaks. of the times we spent doing prefect duties in the morning, of discussing who we don't like in class, and how regretful she was that she, being the one that asked me to put RV as first choice, did not make it into the school. really really sad la.
suddenly it struck me. how many friends have i lost? oh my goodness. wat's with me? i muz definitely have been a lousy friend. how HOW important it is to maintain a friendship! it really requires constant communication, esp when you're in different schools, for without a common point/experience, there's really limited topics you can talk about. it requires initiative to establish contact, to meet up once in a while.
abit regretful, but i really dun think i can save those friendships le. to my horror, i think i'm losing my sec friends as well. it's all because of me lah. i'm those kind of person that can only concentrate on one thing at time. I'm incapable of sustaining different groups of friends, so in time, "older friends" are lost. what a lousy trait i have. i really hate this. darn.
u can say "if so, y not go organise some outings?" yes, but can i really connect people up? i wasn't as out-spoken when i was in pri and sec school. i've never been the organiser of outings. i've always been a follower then. i lack the 号召力 among those circle of friends to get them out to meet up.
issit inevitable tt i'll keep losing friends??? wat a pathetic loser i am in my social life.
è¯å yawned @ 4:03 PM
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Saturday, April 23, 2005
Dor's Theory of Life
Influenced by nearly 21 years of experience, I've come to view the world in MY perspective. And being such a generous person, I'm gonna share this wonderful gem of reflection with all of u out there.
since the theories are mostly about the higher being that may be influencing my life, before I start I shall clearly state that God in this entry has no religious identity whatsoever. It simply refers to any higher being that may be influencing my life by manipulating my environment, situation and emotional status.
So here goes:
01. God takes away things so that you may learn to treasure what you have.In other words, if you don't learn to appreciate your assets, talents and possessions, sooner or later it'll be taken away from you. And when that happens, it'll all be too late.
Using me as an example:
When I was in primary school, I was academically not too bad, but I was greedy and asked for more. I wanted to be cleverer, to be more critical, to shine and excel! What happened was in secondary school, I was always displeased about my results, and so, God got fed-up and decided to take away my ability to remember things well. There goes my ability to study for exams.
When I was in secondary school, I was distraught about my running abilities. I'm quite a good sprinter, and I am like the queen of sit-ups, but I'm always nearing the last of the pack during 2.4km. So God got fed-up of me complaining again, and gave me a sprain in my right knee just before my Sec 3 camp, so that I may appreciate the value of an intact human body.
When I was working in the bubble tea shop after JC graduation, I became aware of how less-attractive I looked when compared to the other gals working there. And I attributed it to my less-than-ideal body and face shape. And as I was complaining and such, God again got fed-up and gave me acne so that I may realise that, the mere fact of having good skin is already a beauty in its own sense.
And recently, in poly, during the time where nail art is a fashion, I took notice that my nails aren't that perfect. And as I was thinking wouldn't it be wonderful if my nails are straighter and less stronger, the accident took away my left toenail. It's God telling me
hello? Having 10 nails is already good compared to just having 9.
It's retribution la, for being too greedy and striving for perfection. I should treasure my own lot first.
02. Our vast universe is merely an experimental simulation,and hence minute little us are simply experimental beings that is part of that big big project.
heh. I must admit that this thinking is influenced by Men In Black, about us being part of the galaxy within the Milky Way, within the universe, that is within the glass globe, that is a toy for alien children to play
go li.
No, I'd hate to think we are all playthings for alien kids (though possible too, to explain all the funny situations we experience from time to time), but I prefer to think tt we are a test simulation of a project. Or pert of this entertainment industry in a much much more developed galaxy, and we are all laughing stocks for thinking that we are the master of the universe when in actual fact we are only created for the sake of entertainment.
Imagine, if we are really in a globe, all natural phenomena can be explained. Earthquakes occurs when some being shake our globe, Heat waves is when they dropped our globe into a pail of hot water, Volcano eruption when they heat us over the Bunsen burner. Ha. Possible rite?
I supoose that the main thing here is the virtue of humility lah. perhaps i just feel that humankind are just too stuck up for its own good.
03. All of us exist on different dimensional planesAh! Got this idea from all the theories of space that I read, and also about time travel and stuff when I was in secondary school. If I'm not wrong this has something to do with probability of existence or something. Not sure what it's called but since this is science fiction based, it'll be difficult to explain, but so I shall do so to the best of my ability.
mm... imagine JC probability. Scenario: 3 boxes (gray, black and white) each with 1 black and 1 white ball inside it. u start off with the gray box. If u pick the black ball, you'll have to pick again from the black box. If u pick the white ball from the gray box, u'll have to pick again from the white box. So the final picture is, from each stage, u'll have 2 different possibilities, and so after 2 picks, u'd have ended up with 4 different routes / possibilities.
That is basically the theory behind my idea of existence. See, each of us are faced with various situations that requires us to make choices. When we make a choice, we are faced with another situation that is a consequence of that choice. Now, if I were to apply this idea of existence that I have, each person will split into various dimensions according to the number of choices available, hence at any one time, each person will be existing on a different dimension, following a different path due to a difference in choice made, and hence leading to a different life story.
a bit of imagination needed for a huge lump of words, so I shall use myself as an example again:
Let's talk about my choice in CCAs.
In primary school I was a librarian, and in sec school, I was debating whether I should continue with being a librarian, or should I join Chinese Orchestra or Concert Band. I chose to continue with being a librarian, and so the life I know of now is developed because of that decision. However, in other planes of dimension, another me would have taken the path of joining Chinese Orchestra in RVHS, and yet another me would have joined Concert Band. This decision would have caused the development of another life story that is different from the one I know now.
So let's say I took up Chinese Orchestra in RVHS. Perhaps I would have went to HCJC instead because of relatively good results and an asset of having Chinese Orchestra knowledge. I wouldn't have been in NJCO then, and hence I wouldn't have met the crazy bunch of people there, and I wouldn't be as crazy now. Of course, I might have also met with a bunch of crazy pple in HCJC and still become as crazy as I am now, but it'll be different memories, different peer influence.
It's a mouthful of description here, and I might not have done the best job in explaining it. But if you are interested, you can always discuss about it with me. Perhaps my ideas about life will evolve because of the discussion. Perhaps YOUR perspective of life would be changed because of the discussion. The main point is, the world is full of possibilities, so it's ok to make difficult choices, because somewhere on another dimension, another you will be taking the other path that you have so heart-wrenchingly forsaken.
è¯å yawned @ 11:08 AM
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Thursday, April 21, 2005
Year 02 Sem 02
It's the last day of Year 02 Sem 02, and i'm already only one exam-short of being a student who is supposed to know whatever that a year 2 student should know. It's only right to commemerate today by reflecting on the past sem.
*thinks hard* -scratch head- *think harder* -sweatdrop- *screams inaudibly in the head*
y am i screaming? becoz after much reflection, i realised that i don not know WHAT THE HECK i've been doing over the past sem. wat i can remember is a blur of events passing by me, and before i noe it, i'm here. It's totally projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects after assignments after projects.............
*pant pant pant* it's like i've lost control of my studies, my time, my life. i did not organise my time and prioritise my assignments, because i don't have to! i am FORCED to complete assignments according to the one nearest to the deadline. time is determined by the date of presentation/submission, and is done whenever the group members are free. There really is no need for self management, unless u're talking about management of the emotional/psychological aspect of self. Everything is so fixed, i feel it's not my life anymore.
and yet. this kind of busy life did not enrich me... i had this general overall feeling of dissatisfaction. Because everything is so rushed, the assignments had to be handed up before i am satisfied with them. Presentations are made to meet the bare minimum criteria, and although i am a person who is very critical about the layout and flow of a presentation, i really have no strength to do anything about the imperfections. it's frustrating. it's infuriating. it's also depressing. It left me emptier than ever. wat's there left if there's no life in me?
Yr 02 Sem 01 was not bad, even though i had my first C then. but at least i pursued a healthy lifestyle. i swam at least once a week and squashed once a week. i ate healthy. i slept ok. my stress levels were quite under control. But this sem!!! all my healthy lifestyle habits are gone, and my stress levels basically went pass it's limits, so much so tt my coping mechanism refuses to work and instead chooses to ignore and bo chap. sad, isn't it?
if yr 2 is like this, i really can't imagine how yr 3 will be like, with the OT proj, OT seminar, and SPD sports day.
i'm souding a little depressed rite now, but i know wat to do lah. I SHALL TAKE CHARGE OF MY LIFE ONCE AGAIN!!! so that at least i know what i'm doing and learning while keeping up with the busi-ness. it's crucial, it's vital. i need suppliments in terms of exercises, information, entertainment etc, as long as they are of interest to me. otherwise i may really lose my way, dry up and unable to continue on this less known road of Occupational Therapy.
è¯å yawned @ 10:06 PM
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Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Ego's epic journey (part 02)
It's never fun to be the odd one out.
At least, that was what Ego felt when she last left Italy on her search of SuperEgo. It's like, she travels around the world alone, arrives in a foreign country alone, struggles with a foreign language and culture alone, and when she finally meet some people who are kind enough to stop by and help you, it's really a very big relief. Some of this people became more than acquaintances, for they practically invited her into their lives. They ask her out for lunch, invite her over to their house for dinner, help her search the streets for someone tt they do not know at all... they are FRIENDS.
But no matter how friendly and kind these people are, there are still times that Ego felt ill at ease. These times are those tt the topic of conversation steered away from what she can understand, or when during a discussion, she have a totally different opinion about it. And it's precisely the nice-ness of these people that prevented her from speaking up her mind. And it is also at these times that she starts wishing that she can be
LIKE them, so that they can be on the same frequency.
Sometimes such "wishes" invade her mind early in the meeting, and throughout the meeting, Ego will be pre-occupied with these confusing thoughts of odd-one-out-ness. She'll start noticing the differences in dressing, eating habits, and even the slang. It's frustrating actually, because, more often than not, she'll become more quiet, withdrawn, and finally depressed. This will draw attention. And it is attention that Ego, with her feeling of oddness, don't want.
Yes, Ego also recognises her want to be unique. She hates to think that she'll only be one-of-those-foreigners to her new found friends. She wants to show her character, to be memorable, to find a role in the dynamics of the new group. But to do that, she must first feel comfortable among them. She must first fit-in. and to do that, she must show that she IS comfortable and fitting-in to her new friends. it's a continuous cycle, actually.
So, Ego tries hard to suppress these odd thoughts. Sometimes these attempts will succeed and will not show, but the effects will be felt the next time when the attempt fails and all the odd thoughts come barging into her mind. This is when she become isolated, socially withdrawn, and has low volition in all activities, hence making the day unproductive in the search for SuperEgo.
Conclusion, therefore, is to master the art of suppression completelt, so that there won;t be any side effects. And believe me (the author), it's tough, but she's trying very VERY hard.
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Links:Introduction :: The story of Id, Ego & Super-egoThe life stories ::Episode 01 -- Ego's Epic Journey
part 01 ;
02 ;
03Episode 02 --
Id's Chronicles of Daily Living Finale :: The Case of the Missing SuperEgo
è¯å yawned @ 12:47 AM
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Sunday, April 17, 2005
kid-o-phobia
it's a lazy sunday afternoon. i haf Hands exam tml but i'm slacking, even though i'm still at the chapter on Rheumatoid Arthritis. oh well, might as well blog.
Juz now went to northpoint. Otouto-kun treated us to Sakae Sushi. Lucky him tt i ate an apple before going, otherwise he'll haf to pay ALOT. hahx. Anyway on the way home, we took bus, and we were standing at this empty space where it breaks the row of the chairs... nvm if u dun get wat i'm trying to describe. wat's interesting is wat happens later.
this bald kid came and decide to take to the wall as me and my brother are. think about 3-4yo? only as tall as my waist bah. no problem rite? WRONG. coz he's super active. the moment i see him squirm his way in, i instinctively turned my body so tt my right leg seperates him from my left leg.
it's interesting, coz suddenly i'm conscious tt i'm kid-o-phobic. i noe i didn't like toddlers in shopping malls since eons ago, coz i always feel like i'm gonna trip over them any second. i also noe tt even after the injury, i'm still quite ok about the notion of cycling again, abeit with covered shoes the next time. BUT! never did i forsee the possibility of being scared of the kids.
i'm so scared of them, tt when i saw another bald head with the same orange colored T-shirt squirming in and joining him, i basically squashed myself to the side. But i'm still feeling so nervous and apprehensive! wat if the bus brakes and they fall towards me, stepping on my toe in the process? wat if they squirm here squirm there until i step on my own toe??? cold sweat broke out, and when the bus stopped at the traffic light, i quickly escaped to the middle of the bus.
interestingly, while escaping i glanced and saw a terrorized expression on my brother's face. oh! seems like i'm not the only one concerned about active kids whose parents seems not too concerned about reining them in. hah.
wish me luck in my exam tml. i dunno wat has entered my brain since last night, but i guess it's nothing much coz i'm feeling pretty light-headed now. funnily, i'm not very anxious. i think it's becoz i've given up le.
btw the exam is 845-10am. please pray for me in unison. tt may generate enough Force to counter my bad luck tt's prevalent over last week.
è¯å yawned @ 5:22 PM
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Saturday, April 16, 2005
pilates
was juz reading the pilates book i borrowed from the library. Only practised the breathing method for a while, and before i know it, woohoo! i'm walking straighter and the air tt i breathe seems fresher!
now i'm REALLY interested to enroll into one of the pilate courses~ maybe i'll can get rid of my back problem once and for all! anybody interested? can go together! but muz choose somewhere tt's VERY accessible wor~
è¯å yawned @ 9:35 PM
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Thursday, April 14, 2005
i'm black.
I'm pretty sure tt if i walk past some fortune teller this week, he/she will most probably stare with awe and tell me: "Oh my goodness!!! your forehead is as black as coal!!! oh no no. not your forehead. Actually your whole self is glowing with a black aura~"
it all started on sunday when i went to the temple to pray. Tried to 求签 for the first time in my life. Qn asked was: do you think tt this course tt i'm taking now is suitable for me? was distracted abit when someone knelt very close infront of me, but i guess tt split second of distration infuriated the gods, coz i got a 下下签. well, being a typical science student i shall only take it as a reference. When i went to 拜太岁 i took like 5 tries b4 he finally agreed to bless me, when my mum, dad, and bro took only 1 try. Fine! i shall STILL take it as a reference.
right after tt, i wanted to go and do hair treatment. end up the shop has moved and the whole storey is renovating. Making a wasted trip is actually quite ok, just tt while walking on the uneven ground, i kicked my left toe into some stone or something. came home n found it bleeding. suay.
mon was quite ok, juz tt i realise i forgot all my jap after 3 weeks of no jap lessons. Tues, walk home half way den huge drops of rain started pouring without warning. was trying hard to protect my toe from the wet, n i would haf succeeded if the stupid wind didn't blow harder everytime i shouted at it to stop.
Wed, left home without my bus pass. ended up p[aying $3+ for transportation the entire day. suay. also there is the episode tt happened during spirituality la. shall not elaborate on tt again. my stress lvl then was up to my forehead le. this week will be worse den my exam week, becoz i only haf one paper on my exam week, but this week is juz plain inhumane. i got splint assessment tt day, and behavior science test + presentation the next day, and a seminar the following day. so when i was hit by the re-realisation tt everbody around me are inconsiderate pple during splinting, i was very very very distraught and depressed. really feel like gg home straight away and cry my head off. n oh ya, i hit my toe AGAIN. suay la.
Today. behavior science test in the morning. studied my last 3 chapters @ 430am. i should have spent it sleeping instead la, coz no matter how, i'll still flunk tt stupid paper. i had NOTHING to write. during the last 20 min i was like yawning and scratching my head hoping tt some answers will miraculously pop out. i think i doze off for a few sec. counted the approximate number of marks gone. it'll be 57marks gone from a 120 mark paper. n i always underestimate somemore. thx alot leh. guess i've flunked the first exam paper in my poly life. juz show how below average i am rite?
n later, i'll be doing tt stupid presentation tt, though abit sorry to my fellow grp members, i think it's total crap. i think it'll flop. but i shall not complain, becoz i did not significantly contributed to the proj anyway. i know i'll do v badly for my leaflet le (the other component tt makes up the total grade for this module), but i think the others will do quite well in tt. Well, at least i'm the only one flunking 2 subj in a row.
of course, i'm aware tt this may be becoz i'm a typical person with negative affectivity personality. yes, i'm aware. i'm probably the most self aware person anybody will know, and i got the OT curriculum to thank. unfortunately, being self aware but not taking action to do anything about it will juz exacerbate the negative feeling of self. so, i think i still hafta thank the OT curriculum for developing such a winderful downward spiral for me. thx guys. u're the best.
anyway, ya. should know how black i am le right? remember to stay away from me this week.
è¯å yawned @ 12:55 PM
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005
How the world works.
ytdy's spirituality lesson gave me the perfect opportunity to reflect on my life, other pple's life, and the world at large.
i thought about alot of things. i thought about how pple can have seemingly similar yet so drastically different experiences. i thought about my quality of life until now. i also discovered i had a spiritual aspect in me, and that my inner world do exist. it's a world where all noise cease and everything around me is quiet and at peace. it's a sense of void, a time to concern myself with only everything, yet nothing at all.
and then i thought about the world, and i realise how applicable sociology is to our life. especially symbolic interaction theory, where humans creat symbols to represent information so we can save energy on saying the obvious and wasting our saliva.
i also realise how much of our symbols are based on noise. see? a noisy street meant that it's a bustling city an full of life. a quiet beach meant time for relaxation or chance to shout and curse at the sea. most importantly, i saw how great an effect non-verbal gestures can have. Like volume of voice. Like tone of voice. Like how u get pple to listen to you. issit ok for you to shout for all to listen? yes! of course it's ok. but if you shouted in an irritated / commanding / threatening tone of voice, it'll change the atmosphere immediately. it'll also change the attitude of those pple whom you have gathered, to listen to you, or be defensive, or be quiet.
It's really so so so simple. message can be distorted just like that. becoz u need the intention of the speaker and the mindset of the listener in a conversation. if both doesn't match, more often than not, it'll result in bad conversation. which interestingly, may result in a huge play of words to portray sarcasm and cynicalism.
ah yes. i must admit that the above reflection on the use of voice as a non-verbal tool is a result of me being pissed off. believe me, if it wasn't becoz i was doing proj ytdy and had no time to blog, this entry wouldn't be so reflective and
tranquil. i do think i replied in a relatively immature way. but knowing myself, i can never take it lying down if i don't retaliate. i guess i should have further training on assertiive skills to better bring my point across in a sensitive situation.
but other than that, i really did had some reflection time during the lesson before the pissing incident. which i really truely appreciate. at least i know i'm not soul-less and spirit-less now.
oh and, as a note. been really very busy now. will be busy til next monday. i have lotsa things to blog about, but i have no time to write everything down. will update asap.
ok! back to books time! =)
è¯å yawned @ 9:16 AM
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Wednesday, April 06, 2005
wat happens when ur mum is more popular than u?
Question of the day: wat will you do if ur mum is more popular with the opposite sex than u are?
(a)Happily congratulate ur mum tt she's still attractive
(b)Undergo consultation and possible plastic surgery to overtake ur mum
(c)Destroy ur mum's wardrobe and throw all cosmetics outa the window
(d)Go n commit suicide
i can't believe it. my mum was telling me how this SIA pilot tt tried to 搭讪 her at Carrefore ytdy. n tt is like not the first time tt something like tt is happening to her loh~ but me, ME!!!! it had never occured to me before!!!
WHY?? oh why oh why oh why??? aint i better than my mum? i'm more youthful wat. n i'm slimmer also. ok fine lah. i dun dress as nicely, i dun put on make-up, i haf pimples, i dun speak well, i dun look friendly when i'm alone...
... ok maybe it's my problem after all.
-hump- not tt i like being harrassed la~ but it's kind of a major blow to my ego as a woman? it crashes my confidence in my appearance! no no no. this shall never happen. i will not ruin my self-esteem and self-concept becoz of some blind guys tt dun appreciate me.
That's it! S'pore guys are blind! ahahahaha~ *wildly laughing away into void*
è¯å yawned @ 12:33 PM
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Friday, April 01, 2005
Back!
hihi~ i'm back from the short break... ehz. lemme summarize my trip...
Greatest Gain#1: a new pouch! RM10 only~ wahaha
#2: Howl's Moving Castle Original VCD wor~
#3: Gundam Seed Special -- not really a gain, since it's not wat i expected, but oh well.
Greatest Lost#1: my left big toe nail -- left it in the resort when i was cycling in the carpark.
#2: forgot to bring my camera over... so no photos for u guys~
#3: forget to watch Chase again -- haven't watched one episode yet hah.
Best Foresight#1: Bringing 3 assignments over to do -- it's so devoid of activities there tt i finished 1 and on the way to finishing another already
#2: Buying and bringing my MP3 player over!!! my best companion!!!
#2.5: Bringing along big plasters!#3: Bringing the RIGHT amount of clothes -- i'm so proud of myself. the first time i never over-estimate the clothes to bring
Top Lessons learnt#1: if u want to go on a holiday, go after u've finished all assignments. otherwise u'll NEVER enjoy ur holiday.Given almost the same facilities (minus the beach) when compared to the trengganu trip, i didn't enjoy myself half as much becoz i keep thinking:
ah! time to go back to the room to do my homework! -sighz-
#2: holidays with parents have only one benefit, and tt is u don't have to bother urself with the price of food, lodgings, and transport.Again, compared to the trengganu trip, i feel suffocated here. coz even when i'm wandering about the rooms on my level, my mum can come n tell me
it's dangerous!!! wat if someone juz open the door and grab u in?? n when i stop to look at scenaries, my dad n mum will stand so close behind me tt i can hear their breathing, and they'll exclaim:
eh! nice view. ARGH!!!!!! they're practically breathing down my neck! can't i even have my own privacy for like a few minutes?
#3: cycling on the road is safer than cycling in the carpark.lemme tell u the story of how my toe nail left me.
on the morning on the last day there i.e. yesterday, me n dad went cycling. unfortunately, there isn't any cycling tracks available, so we cycled on the road, and me being the triple L-licensed cyclist, hated it becoz i stop once i see a car n it isn't fun at all. so we ended up cycling in the golf course with superb view and wonderful slopes tt don't require u to pedal -- basically, u juz roll with the slope. unfortunately no cycling is allowed in the golf course, and we are once again chased out onto the roads. again, i shall say tt I HATE THE ROADS. so ended up we cycled in the carpark. n as i was thinking of perfecting my turning skills around a curb, my left toenail hit the curb. i saw my toenail tt i initially mistaken as a pebble flew out, stopped, look at my toe, and saw it's full of blood. den, the pain hit me. paralysed.
my dad happily tot i fell or something n came over, saw the blood, went into shock. told my dad to return the bikes while i sat on the fateful curb trying to stop the blood. i wanna puke from the lost of blood. reminds me why i'm hesitant to donate blood.
anyway, after several tissues for soaking, me hobbled back to the sports center hoping to find the first aid kit. unfortunatley, they only have plaster and water there, so smart aleck me washed the wound with water. pain nearly killed me. dried up the wound and stuck plaster over it. by the time i hobbled back to the room the plaster is soaked again. ah. yes. luckily i have the foresight to bring big plaster along. shd add this to my 排行榜。
so basically i hobbled back to singapore la. n i'm still hobbling now. haiz. such a suay holiday. sian man.
p/s: regarding my previous post, please re-read the 2nd paragraph with sarcasm, cynicalism, watever, and it might make abit more sense. hah.
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