go with the flow.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Unwell

The bloody Saba Fish at Food Republic gave me diarrhoea. Or something. I've been visiting the washroom too many times today, and the cold has been sticking around too. Its like my large intestines and my kidneys are not functioning at all!

I don't like it!

What if it's still like that when I'm taking my Chinese 'O' Levels tomorrow? What if...

Belated Surprises

What we've been oweing Hidayah all this while!

We had dinner at Pasta Mania at Cineleisure, and then spent lotsa time at the NeoPrint machine playing around 'cos there weren't anyone else using the machines.

And then I pretended to leave for home while the others stalled some time with the Belated Birthday Girl. I rushed to n.y.d.c over at Heeren, ordered a slice of Boo Boo, lit the candle on it and waited for them to arrive.

Surprise!

Yep, Hidayah didn't see that coming! But we knew she was getting suspicious when all of us started discussing in mandarin what little surprise we were gonna give her that night. We did it on purpose! To leave her out of the conversation, of course!

We sang her a belated song (again) and then gave her the presents. Glad she liked them!

So that basically sums up that wonderful night together.

Yay.

Photos are over at Hidayah's Multiply Galleries. Go here.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Movie Marathon

One of those days, we had a Movie Marathon planned at my place. I forgot which day, and I'm lazy to find out.
Well, Taariq, Melyssa, Eirene and Karen came over at like midnight, and we watched Date Movie and Ice Age 2. Two movies only, and we started to feel sleepy already! So we decided to play dai di instead. We played from 4 am to 5 plus am. Then we all blacked out and only awoke at 8 am. We just slept together in the hall, and on the floor. I think it was damn funny 'cos we were sleeping in this circle formation thing. Haha.. 'cos the space was small and we could only place our heads in the centre on the pillows and cushions. And whats more, my parents discovered that we were sleeping in that manner when they awoke that morning to go to work. So funny man. Then we woke up and had breakfast, which was baked beans on toast. And we played more dai di again. Play play play until like 10 plus and Mel left. Then Karen and I went for a run downstairs while Taariq and Rene stayed to watch Brothers' Grimm.
When we got back, Rene left and Raihanah came, and we watched Nanny McPhee. During that time, Taariq fell asleep, and I too, but not as soon as him! We're so lousy! So thats how the little "Movie Marathon" went lah.

Here are a few super unglam photos of them during that night. Haha!
Guys, don't kill me for putting this up!

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Exploring Chinatown & Symphony of Voices

I am really very sorry for the lack of updates during the past few days! I've not been able to find the time to blog and I've just received all the photos from Karen...

Oh well.

Last Tuesday, it was like the last Mid Year paper - Mother Tongue Listening Comprehension, and school ended at 8:30am, so the lot of us headed down to Chinatown for breakfast.
They wanted to have Ah Balling's balls but the original one wasn't open yet when we got there, so we had to settle for something else. Each of us bought something and we had a mini feast! And we also did a food show, "Memoirs of the Harm Zim Bang", which is still somewhere in Karen's camera. The stuff we video-ed was damn funny, hope I can post it up sometime soon for y'all to enjoy!

Anyway, we looked something like this. (Trying hard to look like we're on a food show!)

So after much unwanted attention from the people in Chinatown and six filled bellies later, we decided to get around the Chinatown area, and we walked all the way to Outram Park station lah. I think its quite far, but we didn't really realise it, 'cos we were having fun taking shots as usual and looking at the buildings and stuff.

Here's a little nook we chanced upon where we took several nice shots.

Nice!

Yah.. and then we left the place at Outram Park station for home. I went home to get bathed and changed and set out again to meet Mr Sim and the other Ex-cos at a Japanese restaurant where he wanted to give us a treat. Had a rather enjoyable time there too with the other Ex-cos, but not everyone was there! What a shame man.

I was gonna attend a concert with Hidayah that very night, but I had left the tickets at home! I forgot to take them along with me when I was rushing off lah. So I had to go all the way home again to get them from Bedok after lunch, and then head out again to meet Hidayah at City Hall.

So I did just that and felt really stupid. Wasted some time but fortunately I wasn't late. We walked via Citylink towards Esplanade and were really early. We decided to just get a drink and sit by the bay and talk lah.. to pass time and catch up too.

The concert, Symphony of Voices, by VJC Choir started at 7:30pm. Hidayah and I got seats on the 2nd row, and we had a really upclose and personal view of the conductor's ass. Ahahaha.

The show was astounding lah. It was just a crazy 1 hour plus sitting there. I have never been to such a marvelous show before. In my life. And I tell you, the 2 spectacular songs right before the intermission, were already worth the price of the ticket alone. Never have I heard such stuff before man, its really maddening. And inhuman. After the concert, Hidayah and I were somewhat unconscious lah, and we were like speechless.

Great show! I felt really inspired. And inferior at the same time. Whatever it was, it was sooooo good! I don't know how to say!

What a long day man! Been to so many places within one day and enjoyed myself in so many different ways. Yay!

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Word Sure Travels Fast

Aiyoh!

I've just realised that I sound like some lovelorn, hopeless romantic who's just been dumped!

And for the record,

I am not/never was/and won't be attached anytime soon.

Good news? Or bad news for some? Hurhur.

To Wei Xin and Gang (who choose to believe in the contrary) , don't jump to conclusions, leh!

Alright.

If you wanna know, the previous entry was for a friend, and not for anybody closer than a friend. Okay?

Thanks for the concern anyways!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

So Many Things to Tell You

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder" Does it really?

All this while, I've been wanting to tell you how great it all was. I've been intending to tell you a million things, so many that I've lost count altogether. I've wanted to explain myself from the very start, set things out clearly and make life easier for the both of us. I've been planning what to say to you exactly, how to put things right effectively, how to tell you how I felt, like before, and how things have been like for me.

But life wasn't exactly that kind without you. And you weren't making it any better for me. Gone were the days that we simply left all other things behind and had the best times in our life. At that time, I even thought that you'd promise to keep it alive, and I'd hoped that it would never come to a close. But things didn't exactly go as I thought they'd be. I was left behind, or rather, things were left behind, forgotten and untouched.

I didn't understand why many things were left out and not brought up anymore. Were they simply too trivial? Were they too miniscule? Were they even worth debating over? It led me to think of many possibilities and that was when I freaked out. I had to gain a better understanding, but frankly noone was there to give me a hand. In other words, I was thrown into an entirely new scenario that I had to face alone ; you weren't there to hold me anymore.

But I cannot comprehend the chain of events that followed. Was everything too rash? Did you simply not want it? Was I thinking too much? There was a period of confusion, of unhapiness, that I had to go through, but without you this time. Why did it even happen in the first place? Was it only a matter of distance?

Looking back, I still don't know where it all went. I yearn for this day when the dust will settle. I yearn for a chance to sit you down and talk things out entirely. I need it. And I know you need it too. Theres a part of me telling me to let go already, and whatever talking-out won't do. But then there's another part of me that's telling to do what I love and to go for it, to challenge my will and my strength, to go to you and breathe new life into myself...

Its a terrible feeling really, when its so near, yet so far. I might see you, I might hear your voice, but then time will pass us swiftly and it all fades away yet again. I don't know how this is making you feel, maybe it doesn't even 'cause you to feel anything, maybe it just brushes past your elbows and you beg for it to not approach you again.

But sometimes it makes me wanna smile. I realise that life isn't that tough without you after all. Maybe it is all in my head, my consciousness, my ego. But whatever it is that I am tryign to fight for here, it really seems like a losing battle from the very beginning already. You might frown upon me and ask me who I am doing this for, but don't you realise, that after all this while, its all for you and not for me. There are no personal gains in these issues, just jealousy, and love, and bonds that might have been severed and broken and feared.

Fear makes me shy away from the very fact that you've gone, that a hiatus from it all is in place. But is it only a hiatus? Is it temporary? Is it just a passing phase, like a passing rain cloud? A threat that withstands all other pressures around, and spirals me into a world unknown to even my inner self.

Could it be your pride? Your new found love in everything else and your changing interests and company. Something I detest is the way you keep it to yourself. Silence does not help. Plus it is even harder to maintain whatever is left of it all. I need a calling, to tell me what to do. And I know you're the one. You're the one who is in touch with my soul, to keep me sane, and to tell me who I am in this vicious world.

You are the one, I know.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Long John's, Smelly Girls & Survivor

The E Maths paper ended at 10am and the lot of us made our way down (and up) to the LJS at the mall. There was Prasanna, Karen, Taariq, Eirene, Melyssa and Raihanah, bunch of mad people on a little 'romp' after our last paper (not technically, but yeah, last.) The day had only just begun... and we were only in school for what, 2 hours plus?!

We were basically having a good time on a Monday. First thing after the paper and we're chilling. Great fun we had. We went to breakfast at Long Johns', and as usual, the service was terrible man. They were understaffed, just one poor person tending the counter, and the queue was freakin' slow. Plus, there was a need to wait a while for the food.

But heck, the breakfast is good. So its rather worth the wait I guess. Rene and I had breakfasts 1 & 3 and we traded the toasts with each other. It was nice just sitting around and talking 'bout stuff. Been a very long time since I've been able to sit at a fast food joint with friends and just enjoy myself. The busy schedules have been bogging me down almost everyday before the exams.

Well, we were talking 'bout Prom dates and the need to learn ballroom before Prom itself. (so we don't have to embaress ourselves) Karen was extremely keen, and was calling on her 'date' Taariq to take lessons with her. Oh, and Taariq's her 'date' because of Height Differences. Nyahaha! But Taariq's not short! I'm only 4cm taller than him and its not much difference anyways!

And then there was the topic 'bout what to wear for Prom. And what themes could be proposed for Prom. There was the usual Retro 70s, or the Hollywood Red Carpet one, and we had great ideas like a Greek Toga-inspired attire a la Troy, and also a Van Helsing-esque Transylvanian Vampiress-in-a-corset one. Superb.

But I really hope its not some lame event, with a lame venue and a lame dress theme to boot!

Ok... Boring I know.. But its just our usual bantering and the fun we have with each other!

After LJS, we went to take Neoprints. Walking into the Neoprint booths at Tampines Mall nearly caused me to faint.

Reason being..?

Smelly schoolgirls squeezing in small little booths and stinking up the entire bloody place.
(No offence but man, it was bad)

In hope of a better smelling Neoprint booth that would not cause me to die right away, we headed to Century, which had the bigger Neoprint place. But. The. smell. was. still. there.

It was as if the smell had followed us man. It was really disgusting and oh my god, you can't imagine the bloody stench that doesn't forgive. But we moved in further and the smell was gone. Instantly, I knew that it must've been the group of girls near the entrance.

They had the after-school/Sec 1 pupils'/sweat smell that hung in the air, refusing to diffuse to somewhere of lower concentration...

So, feeling much better, we found a nice machine and squeezed inside (Note: We didn't bear the similar killer-scent that the smelly girls had) We got ready and got snapping away after that. It was great fun. Don't know why but there was one shot in which EVERYONE started to moan loudly in the booth. Sure, we got the attention we craved from the groups of smelly girls outside and it was kinda embaressing. But we had a blast!!!

The Neoprint (cheap) thrill ended and we all started to head off in different directions for different reasons. I went home though... although I really wanted to go swimming with Karen. But she was heading off for Tamp pool, which was dumb for me, 'cause I've got a pool at my home and what's the point of heading there and back?

Got home and there was the Survivor finale episode. Watched and got kinda inspired somehow by the personalities. I think this is like one of the best Survivors' in history man. I was really impressed at how the people were that real and it reminded me that despite all the moolah and talk about "Reality TV" not being exactly "Reality", at the end of the day, these personalities still head home to their friends and families and life just goes on...

It was really cool lah. Somehow, for me. Don't know why but I usually get really hyped up after a season of Survivor ends. But then there's a sudden anticlimax too! It's as if the lack of Survivor gives me bad withdrawal symptoms to deal with. Plus The Amazing Race is about to end this week too. Oh no, Reality TV's biggest heavyweights are taking a break from the screen.
I'd have nothing to watch by then. But heard Project Runway's coming up?

So Aras has won Survivor. But isn't he already like freaking loaded? He's got his own Yoga thing and all. But I think he deserves it, opposite the very bland Danielle who only stepped up her game at the end. Hrrrm.

Does he really deserve the million dollars?

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Raihanah Sings In the Rain (for me)

Thanks Raihanah, for contributing your one cent worth.

Yes, you're only worth that.

Blood In The Eye

Cheyenne got pricked in the eye by Mum's fingernail the day before.

She's got this blood thing in her eye right now.

I can't help it whenever I am talking to her.

It just makes me cringe.

And I just start tearing if I were to stare at the reddish blot in her eyes.

It's freaky. You don't wanna see it. So I shan't take pictures of her in the meantime.

I.am.so.traumatised.

Eeeeks!

Quips, Quotes and Quibbles #003

Blasting Matchbox Twenty never felt so good.

Then Foo Fighters came along.

"What's next?" I wonder.

Cheyenne comes along and pipes up amidst the vibe, "Is this Pokemon Song? Arh?"

Hurhur.

Mother's Day Brunch

Vesak Day was spent celebrating Mother's Day with the maternal side's relatives. We've not been eating out together for a really really long time already, so I was really looking forward to this brunch outing. I remember vividly how we used to eat out so frequently during 'special days', it was as if they were all excuses for us to dine out together. Birthdays of the elders, festivals and such, we'd surely suggest a new place and head there to pig out.

We went to this place near the Supreme Courts I think, I wasn't really taking note of where Mum was driving us to. The place is called Red Star? Its a Dim Sum Restaurant in some old building whcih resembled a HDB flat on the inside. Super weird right.. but it was just like any other huge Chinese restaurant. When we got there, the entire main entrance was like congested and people were everywhere, trying to get in and trying to exit. Created a damn bottleneck and all. It was chaotic shit and there was this long queue that snaked from the counter inside all the way to the lobby.

So many people! It seemed like a really popular haunt from what I saw. Really really busy staff and also considering the number of people in there, it would be difficult to get a spot to sit quickly. But lucky Uncle Chris was in there early, and he was almost at the head of the bloody long queue already. So we got a table after about a 15 minute wait, not considering that Uncle Chris had been waiting in line for at least 20 minutes before we arrived!

And us, the kids were getting really bored. Playing with Baby Phoebe really amused us. It's amazing how babies can grow and develop so quickly man, it's quite scary. She's beginning to show simple signs of human emotion right now. Like if she hears someone scold her in a harsh tone, tears will just start to well up in her eyes immediately! But seriously, her brain still can't register memory yet, so I doubt she really knows whats going on lah. And also that she knows what's "Bye bye" right now. She knows how to wave her hand, but Grandma said she really resembles the Fortune Cat thing you see at restaurants? And how they wave their little paws forward?

So we took photos.

Cuzzies Phoebe, Cheyenne, Joey and Jarell.
-It was bloody hard trying to get every single one of 'em looking at the camera. Especially when that Phoebe in my hands didn't wanna cooperate!

And more photos.

Grandpa and Grandma with that little angel

Then finally we had a table and this was how the it all looked like when food suddenly came streaming onto the table at an alarming rate.

Har Gow, Siew Mai, Char Siew Sou, Egg Tarts, Chee Cheong Fun, Porridge, Braised Pork Ribs, Char Siew Pau...
-See somebody's eager hands already stretching out to grab a tasty egg tart!

Sumptuous and delightful. Bloody sinful. Still can remember just a few days ago, someone was telling me Dim Sum is the unhealthiest breakfast you can ever indulge in. True enough man, but I like!

But the food was really good lah. I ate and ate and ate and ate and ate. And ate some more. I was being a total pig, and I didn't bother. Really delectable dishes served there, yet the authenticity and traditional-ness of the Dim Sum still remained.

Singapore has Dim Sum almost everywhere, and it's not difficult to find one of those at any mall. But thing is, many of 'em don't stick to the original versions and try to make their own contemporary, over-stylised dishes going at lofty prices. Yet, I still think that old is best, and its worth it too!

Alright so after lunch it was Family-bonding time as usual, which is always shopping. What else?

We walked from OG, next at Centrepoint, then hit John Little for their Great Summer Sale (or something), Paragon, Wisma, and then finally Far East.

It was literally from one end of Orchard to the other (Scotts Rd) and my legs were killing me at the end. Everybody was damn tired, but the kids (not including me) were damn energetic and still running around and creating havoc. They went to not one, not two, but four Toys' Departments in total. And I really wonder, what difference is there?! Aren't all Toy Departments' the same? It's like you can find any kinda toy you want in one place.

And it was only then that Mum reminded me that I was like that too, last time.

That's reality. Hah. But what was I thinking?
I guess it was really the sheer thrill of being able to run around shelves and shelves of playthings and start pressing every single button/knob/keyboard/gadget/gizmo/furry toy in sight. Haha!

Ok. I wasn't that all amused. Was more caught up in my little own shopping experience with Mum. Let me see, she bought a luggage bag for herself, 2 really cool belts from someplace in Paragon, a pair of heels from someplace in Paragon too. Oh, that shoe place is called Geox, and their tagline is "BREATHE" and the entire time Mum and I were playing around with the tagline. Intentionally, in front of the friendly salesgirl.

Mum: Oh! Look at that pair of sandals! So pretty, with the butterfly on top. Boy, go see how much it is! I'm sure your sister would like it...

Me: Yeah, she likes sandals, doesn't she? (Lifts up the sandal and checks the price) Why does she like to wear sandals so much anyway? (Turns to Mum and gives her a quizzical look, totally unexpectant of a witty remark)

Mum: She prefers sandals to shoes... I guess because... Because... 'Cos her feet can "BREATHE"! (Look of triumph on her face)

Me: Yeah, thats it!

And I start to break out into chuckles and Mum laughs, then turning to look at the poor friendly salesgirl who also leaks out a little smile. I bet she thought that we were trying to be funny or someting!

Ok that was a lame moment. It was one of those you-must-be-there-to-know-how-it-really-felt moments. Hah.

Yup but Mum didn't purchase the 'breathable' shoes for sis in the end. She ended up splurging on a pair of suede ones on herself.

I also had purchases! Mum bought me two novels, and I bought a tie and a leather belt I really liked. She even wanted to get me the new Nike messenger bag, and the pair of white-green Adidas Samba shoes. But I didn't get them in the end, lah. Because I myself told her that I'd have to exercise self-control and not cause her to splurge on me.

After that it was off for dinner at Lavendar and though it was 9pm already, my appetite wasn't really there 'cos of all the Dim Sum I had in the morning. I was still feeling extremely full.

So that pretty much sums up my Dim Sum brunch and Orchard Rd shopping trip.

Legs are painful and sore (the Converse sneakers are bad for walking) and my ankles and knees feel weak. But I am contented as ever!

Friday, May 12, 2006

Sing Me To Heaven

The long and arduous week is finally over! Hurray!

I was so thrilled right after Chemistry paper today, and have been feeling uber-high ever since. Like from right after the exam ended till right now. It's like 3:30am Friday morning, and I'm not giving any shit about tomorrow and what's up and all...

So I got home at like 4 plus after lunch with some exam-drained people, which really includes me. You know how it is when you are all focussed and fine-tuned to exam mode and nothing else seems to make sense, and then when it all ends abruptly its just a little awkward, here and there.

Scatterbrains aside,

I got ready upon reaching home. Bathed. Dressed. Sms-ed Hidayah with my numb thumb (freaking thing is still dysfunctional). Grabbed an iCafe Mocha from the fridge. Rushed down and caught 38. And I made my way to meet her at Small Macs.

Well it was good that she was kinda delayed by some full buses, if not she'd have to wait for me for an extremely long while!

Oh - and I forgot to mention. Why was I meeting Dear Hidayah?

'Cos we were going for this concert by the Raffles Chorale at the Victoria Concert Hall, called "Sing Me To Heaven". Well before that we met Amy, and waited while she had her Yoshinoya, and Hidayah entertained me with the entire low-down on the movie "Aquamarine" which got me into random outbursts of chuckles. Super weird plot.

But she watched with the someone sweet, super weird also.

So then we made our way to Raffles Place Station. And the entire freaking time I had this impression that people's eyes were trained on me like everywhere, like I had something terribly wrong about me. Which led me to realise, from Amy, that I am a very self-conscious person.

And what I know of self-conscious people is that they usually have an extremely low self-esteem. Do I?

But seriously, who cares 'bout how people look at you? We constantly forget that it doesn't even make any bloody difference 'cos these people you pass in public don't even know you in the first place! Makes so much sense right!

Yeah so back to the concert. We got there like right in time. And somebody sweet had managed to keep like three seats of us. This saved us the hassle, no doubt, and we could sit with our own people too lah.

So I plonked myself between Amy and Davin. And 2 seats to my left and right were Bryan and Hidayah. I think the audience there, like generally, they were great, so much better than those that are from our school. I mean frankly, at least they observe the basic codes of conduct, to say the least.

The songs performed were great, but somehow or another, I felt that the performance went by like quite quickly. PUNCH, the a capella group had some comic relief amidst the intense chamber music. And boy, they were fantastic. They managed to make the audience erupt into peals of laughter, and the songs they sang were like, whoa. There was the Alumni Choir too, and they are like seasoned pros man.

After the credits rolled and the encore-ing session ensued, we proceeded to just plant our asses on our seats for the time being, 'cos a huge swarm was heading towards the stage, presumably well-wishers and pals of the choristers. Then, we went to look for Mr Toh, the conductor. No wait, our conductor. Spoke with him, and then we left.

Met up with the other guys from our side (excuse the terms used, my back's aching and I wanna just burrow into my bed right away) and they wanted to go to Lau Pa Sat. And so the walk towards Lau Pa Sat began. And when we finally got there, Nic and I started to kiss.

See!

Nyahaha! Nolah... we were just posing, after several inspirations we got from some poster behind us. Here is our first try which wasn't entirely successful. (Nic too far lah!)

And here's Zi Jing trying his best to give his little char siews on the plate a smooch.

Right, then we bought Satay to share among like Hidayah, Jerome, Nicholas and myself. And boy was it good! Bryan was like, trying to make eating Satay all erotic and hot and bothered. Haha!

And so after that we headed back to the MRT Station and went on our way home!
So thats how I spent the very first leg of my PEFA, which is Post Examinations Fun Activities in short.

God. I am seriously lacking some much-needed snooze. Like right now. And I've gotta wake up early for brunch. Mothers' Day brunch to be exact. We're celebrating early, so more updates on that like later on this afternoon alright!

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

A Numb Thumb After...

Exam Season!

But its almost over!

Almost.

Technically, we've got 4 more papers to go, but to me, its only 2 more! 'Cos I really don't wanna care after tomorrow's papers.

Biology on Tuesday like totally destroyed any little motivation I had left inside me. It was terrible, really bad. Almost all the questions were experiment-based. As in, I don't find that any of the memory work we'd done before was put into good use. It was more analytical. What's more, there were practically no questions based on the last few chapters on Sex and Fertilisation in Flowers and People, which was so sickening 'cos we all thought they were like the 'hot' topics. (ha, no pun intended!)

So basically after Biology's discouraging turn, I decided that I'd slack. I know, I've got like zero discipline lah.

It's close to 10 now and I've wasted my entire midday doing nothing. I mean, I've done my revision previously, but really gotta refresh tonight lah. Guess the coffee that Mum bought is gonna keep me alive for the next few hours.

Oh yeah, and the most irritating thing of all, is that I've got a bloody numb thumb since Monday's Social Studies paper. Since then, the "numb-ness" I get on my right thumb's been there. It's damn painful and I'm beginning to think that its starting to get dangerous, 'cos its like I can't really feel heat, and I could very well get scalded if I touched a hot thing with my thumb without realising.

It's like as if the sensory neurones in my right thumb are stunted or something!

I guess its really the way I write. I'm exerting far too much pressure and pressing down with too much strength. And the way I hold my pen, and how fast I need to write when time's runnign out.

You know when its like the last few seconds of the bloody paper and you're like freaking out. Very common, I tell you. Stuff like "Oh! I only had 15 minutes for my 30 mark Essays!" happens. It gets worrying, and especially when you've got a thumb that can't grip the bloody pen properly, it spells disaster I tell you.

So I've been bearing with this bugging numb-ness lah. It really gets in the way. I can't SMS properly 'cos I need my right thumb, I can't type the keyboard's 'space' key quick enough 'cos I need my right thumb, I can't press the shampoo outa its dispenser fully 'cos I need my right thumb, I can't flip my textbook pages individually 'cos I need my right thumb, I can't feel much 'cos I need my right thumb.

I need my bloody right thumb back!

It's as if it took a little vacation away after being so pissed with serving me dutifully.

Overworked. Overused. Overstressed.

That bloody right thumb! I didn't realise it'd make such a difference!

Monday, May 08, 2006

Quips, Quotes and Quibbles #002

From a certain Biology Ten Year Series' ...

57. When is the secretion of insulin increased?

A. after eating a chocolate cookie
B. at the start of pregnancy
C. just before the release of sperms
D. when a person is angry

Ans: C

$%^@&)~!

Mr Brown and Mr Miyagi's Zhng My Car

Been hooked onto Mr Brown and Mr Miyagi's podcasts ever since my computer has been able to fully download iTunes and QuickTime after clearing up enough space.

Its damn funny, and its true when they tell you that you can laugh until you lao sai.

Catch this episode of Zhng My Car right here!

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6 Papers down, 8 more to go!

Friday, May 05, 2006

Happy Birthday Hidayah! NC16?

Hidayah celebrated her 16th Birthday yesterday! And somebody sweet threw her a surprise mini-birthday party during recess! Awwww... haha!

A cookies-and-cream ice-cream cake was bought, candles were lit, the Birthday Song was sung and presents were given to the Birthday Girl. (But I didn't have a present for Hidayah!)

Well, who said you couldn't have wonderfully fabulous belated surprises?

Don't know what's in store exactly yet, but Hidayah, you'll find out soon, perhaps?

No promises!

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Birthdays are damn fun and just sheer joy. When you finally turn 16, you get so hyped up about finally being able to watch NC16 movies. But seriously, do you actually go and catch an NC16 movie immediately?

Not for my case though, although I'm exactly 16 years, 3 months and 12 days old right now, I haven't been to an NC16 screening before.

Ha! It's just that I've got no time okay! Anyway, NC16 movies are just blah what.. Like, big deal? I seriously don't find the need for movies to be rated NC16 because they aren't always like real violent/real sexy/real vulgar/real crap.

Frankly, its just a matter of being over-rated lah.

In the meantime, I'd stick to watching my >NC16 movies in the comfort of my home. Nothing beats popping in your DVDs in your own time without having to endure crazy cinema queues and inconsiderate cinema-goers that just promise to give you hell in the middle of your marvelous movie.

I tell you, I can't wait to watch my DVDs after the exams, so many of 'em just lying there and collecting dust! I've got Crash, Date Movie and many others. Yeah, just some M18 stuff that I wasn't able to watch at the cinemas some time ago...

And Da Vinci's Code and X-Men 3: The Last Stand are opening real soon!

Cannot wait!

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Intensives

The Mid Year Exams have officially started, today!

It kicked off with Chinese papers first, and I must say the papers have been surprisingly simple, considering the fact that it's technically our very last paper before the actual Mother Tongue O Levels this coming 29th May. I was expecting a killer paper which would endanger my odds of getting an A grade at all. But no, I was wrong! The comprehensions were alright, and the topics for essay were fine too. I'm now hoping to score!

I've begun my intensive studying. Seeking help from teachers and digging up all the past shit that's gonna be tested too. Its a really sickening feeling to be at it for hours, mugging and mugging, and the worst thing is sometimes you really get that frustrating feeling that you've not covered any ground at all.

Well, I love to procrastinate, and whine.

Time to stop! Because procrastination is the Thief of Time!

Quips, Quotes & Quibbles #001

Returning home from school today, i saw this humongous dude wearing a t-shirt that says "Umungus" ...

Definitely not an understatement, or is it?