Today.

"So sorry I'm late, guys. I fell asleep on the bus, missed my stop and had to take a bus back."

"Check out the top of the Ngee Ann Christmas tree man."

"Come up with a radio ad for Ngee Ann FMS. You have 1 hour. Come back at 1.15pm."

"Why don't you just assign us our groups?"

"Ride with FMS."

"Canteen 2's the only place we can print this."

"The fish is good."

"Ya, I don't mind eating like, 10 more pieces."

"You all gotta accompany me till 5 ok?!?!?!"

"Eh, why you got no backside wan?!"

"I have lah, I HAVE!"

"ZHAO JIONG XIONG!"

"ZHAO PANDA!!"

"So, will the lift stop at 7th floor before it reaches the 8th?"

"Tiny little baby frog, SO CUTE!!! AHHHH!!"

"Don't step on it! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"No secrets? Pinky promise?"

"We had a secret meeting without you lah, you're out of the cool clique!"

"Bye! Bye! Bye! Bye! Bye!"

"Take bus lah ok, guys? Save on cab fare then we can go eat good food on Friday."

"Hey, I saw you at the bridge! Haha."

"I cooked potato soup and omelette k. Must eat your dinner!"

"Don't forget your medicine. One flu tablet, one full tablespoon of cough syrup. One full spoon, ah? Must be full! Don't forget!"

"Okay."

"Good night."

WHOOPEEDEEDOODAH

"Fit as many people as you can into a 9-seater SUV, winning group will win $10k and each team member will get a Samsung phone each."

Well, I'm very very very proud and happy to say that WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know, oh my Voda Voda right?!?!?! DAMN EXCITING!!!! DAMN HAPPY!!!! DAMN WOW!!! DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You should try having 2 butts crushing your ribcage and stomach and cutting off your oxygen supply, it's really FUN man.

We were AWESOME ok! We totally kicked butt. 50 people, fitted in the car in 5 minutes (The time limit was 8 mins). That's right, 50!! F-I-F-T-Y! 五十!!

We kick butt. We rock and you other teams suck. TEAM CHERYL, YEAH!!!

I'm really really EXTREMELY HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Update- As I read this post again I realised what a stunning display of primary school vocabulary the whole thing was. But hey, don't blame me... that's what happens WHEN YOU ARE IN A STATE OF TOTAL EUPHORIA.
MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

When you're happy and you know it clap your hands!!!!!

With reference to the last entry...

You know who's perfect?
















































That's right. JAKE.

Imperfectly perfect.

I'm nowhere near perfect.

Sometimes, I talk with food in my mouth.

I worry way too much.

I talk and laugh way too loud.

I say and do the stupidest things sometimes.

I annoy even myself sometimes.

I'm an extreme person - I'm either very happy or very unhappy. I either work my butt off or slack abovementioned butt off. You get the idea.

I have a rather bad temper.

My room is always a mess - even if I've cleaned it 3 days before.

I can get really impatient with people.

I have the attention span of a 1 year old.

I have an unhealthy obsession with buying new clothes.

I have crooked teeth.

I whine too much sometimes.

I seriously hate studying. I find no meaning in studying and refuse to study for tests.

For some reason, I always develop crushes on guys I can't have.

I overanalyse everything.

I admit it, I am only nice to certain people when I need something from them.

I am a scumbag who is really impatient with her mum.

I tell a white lie from time to time.

I can be pretty bossy I guess.

I talk too much.

I talk too much.

I talk too much.

I talk too much.

I'm nowhere near perfect. But I'm trying. I'm trying.

"The weather is damn gay man."

I'm gonna pepper this post with some memorable quotes from some of my classmates, ok? The next paragraph is dedicated to them anyway. The name of the person quoted will be in brackets in blue next to the quote itself.

"Greetings, my loyal fans." (Keith the King)

Went to Holland V (for the 10 millionth time in 2 weeks) just now for dinner (cos, "Hungry lah!" - Joycelyn/Diy) with a couple of my classmates. Man, I really love my classmates. I'm gonna be damn sad when we split up into different tutorial groups in Year 2. I think it's great how we are like one big family and don't let the competitive nature of our course take over. Maybe I'm being a little naive and starry eyed lah, since the working world is not like that (a huge bed of yellow friendship roses) anyway, but hey. They really make every moment in school truly fun and wonderful. "Simply sensational", (A very wise man, Ben Tay) man!!

You know what else I love? Holland V. I think I can hang out there everyday and not get sick of it, hahaha. Nice restaurants. Nice bars (that I never go to anyway). Nice people. Nice factory outlet. Nice magazine stands. Nice laksa. Nice everything lah. Pet shop. Pet shop. Did I mention pet shop? Anyway. You get my point. I really love Holland V. And I seriously dread the day when the MRT station being built there now is up and running. Then it will become super commercialised, DAMN ANNOYING. Argh. Don't try to act atas by claiming you hang out at Holland V k! THAT'S MY JOB! "KNNCCB!" (Joan, the most amusing (in a good way!) person I have ever met.) I was into Holland V way before your MRT station and Holland V TV show ok! I hate trends. Really haaaaaaate trends.
An example? Ellen Degeneres. Stop calling her freakin' Dory!! She's one of the greatest commediens on the face of this Earth ok! And my fave one at that! I haaaaateeee it when people just pretend to be into her because "She's Dory!!" You don't know anything ok! "There's only me, my sister and Raymond Goh ok! NOBODY ELSE!!!" (My sister said this. And to this, I say... "Ok, and, yeah!" - sorry, inside joke.)

This is totally out of point but my speech (for SpeechComm, everyone has to make one in class) went quite haywire man. Stage fright does insane things to you. It makes all proper pronounciation and enunciation go out the window, makes you talk abnormally loud, makes you forget one of your major main points, makes you overly enthusiastic to steroid level and makes you forget everything you have learnt from your mistakes made in past speeches. But listening to everyone's speech was pretty hilarious. "GPS ACTIVATE!!!!!" (Glen) <-- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA till I cry (QH style)

"BACKSTREET!!!!!!!!!!!!" (Natalie, my favourite General Manager)

Stupid QH and her stupid clown story. Damn freaky. I'm so traumatised. I don't think I can sleep tonight. I'm such a scaredy cat. I really hate scary stories.
TRAUMATISED!!!!!!!

A picture of muh precioooouuusssss Jake Gyllenhaal, just for the heck of it.



















-The Abrupt End-
(Simply because I can.)

Just half an hour more...

Here's me working on my SpeechComm assignment.

1. Boot up laptop.

2. Sign in to MSN.

3. MSN for an hour.

4. Tired lah, go take a short nap. 1 hour can already.

5. Wake up 3 hours later.

6. MSN again.

7. Start up Microsoft Word.

8. Later then start doing the assignment lah, go eat dinner first.

9. Minimise Microsoft Word.

10. After dinner, come back to room and sit in front of laptop again.

11. Stare at blank document on Mic Word for 15 minutes.

12. Minimise Mic Word.

13. MSN.

14. Go to thesuperficial.com. Disappointed at lack of updates. Decide to browse quickly through the archives. Spend 10 minutes staring at a picture of Gisele Bundchen and wishing I was lesbian/male.

15. Tell myself to close thesuperficial window. Just after I read this page. One page only, I promise.

16. 23 pages later, open Mic Word again.

17. Stare at the blank document for another 10 minutes.

18. Open assignment brief file.

19. Read the first paragraph.

20. Minimise.

21. MSN.

21. Maximise Mic Word again. Type out 1 sentence. Read it another 3 times, then hit backspace.

22. MSN.

23. Close laptop.

24. Watch television.

25. MSN.

25. Spend half an hour updating blog with a damn ironic post about procrastination. (Geddit? Cos I'm procrastinating. And writing a piece about procrastination. Ha, I'm funny.)

-Update-
Yes, I plagiarised the writing style of this post from somewhere, I can't remember exactly where. Forgive me. As you can see, I am way too busy to come up with innovative new styles of writing.


















Don't destroy young artists' dreams.

Shutterbug

Some shots I've taken over the past 2 years...


















Bliss.
Bangkok 2005 at Chatuchak Market.




















"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wildflower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."
-Auguries of Innocence, William Blake

Bangkok, 2005



















A mother's love
Bangkok, 2005




















Untitled
Bangkok, 2005




















Hope
Bangkok, 2005






















Trapped.
Er... my room window, 2004
















Er........ COCONUTS!!!! =)
Bangkok, 2005






So how? Any kind souls want to sponsor me a SLR?







Pretty please?

"Die already lah!!"

Ahhhhhhh... the night before an assignment deadline.
Just like the good ol' Bauhaus days.

With every waking breath I breathe.

You go through every mundane day, a life of superficiality and unawareness, then something like that happens and it hits you like a ton of bricks. And it hurts. Your heart literally aches for that person's pain. You wish that there was something that you could do or say that would erase her anguish.
You ask that same cliched question that visits on, unfortunately, a regular basis: Why is life so unfair? Why do good people get punished, while other less worthy ones lead charmed lives?
Your mind can't help but be triggered to flashback on that very same experience that you went through a year ago. Memories seep through your veins.
That sad pain in your chest grows even deeper.
You think to yourself, how can the world go on? Do they not know the pain I'm going through? How can they continue like nothing's happened?
But it does.
The birds continue to chirp in the mornings.
The tides change as per normal.
The sun still rises in the East and sets in the West.
People continue to be inconsiderate on public transport.
Life goes on.
It has to.


You know who you are: I'm here for you 24/7 if you need me. No matter what, know that you're not alone and that you have people who love and care about you. Be strong.