must. read.

another pasture

2011-04-10T00:56:00.001+08:00

if you haven't already figured, i've moved. hopped onto the tumblr bandwagon.

http://nocommanospace.tumblr.com/

don't you know i would move heaven and earth

2011-02-21T17:08:00.001+08:00

and all he could think about was,

"if we last a year, we'll have to celebrate twice in one week."

closure.

2011-02-15T23:27:00.005+08:00

yes he's alive. good. end of story.

to arrive at nearly 500 words for ps2249, my bed and study table has been strewn with notes. i feel like a tree murderer.

i'm reminded of the "my name is gaia"/"you promised never to use a plastic bottle" vday video. never knew singaporeans were environmentally friendly enough to do a vday stunt on that. the black dress girl only knows how to say "i don't understand what's doing on" in horrible singlish.

awesome vday date last night, content too explicit to be videoed(;D) and i'm lazy to write about it now, so wait for insom online. but mom saw the present and was like, "why do you have steel wool on your table?"

socisocisoci.

thedisneyprincess.tumblr.com:

ARIES (Jasmine) willful, feisty, independent

TAURUS (Belle) creative, loyal, dependable

GEMINI (Alice) curious, childlike, talkative

CANCER (Cinderella) cautious, nurturing, empathetic

LEO (Charlotte) provocative, demanding, flamboyant

VIRGO (Tiana) realistic, knowledgeable, modest

LIBRA (Mulan) intellectual, easygoing, indecisive

SCORPIO (Pocahontas) intense, secretive, passionate

SAGITTARIUS (Rapunzel) adventurous, spirited, happy

CAPRICORN (Aurora) respectful, devoted, classy

AQUARIUS (Ariel) idealistic, rebellious, open minded

PISCES (Snow White) dreamy, compassionate, kind

how apt. mulan's my favourite disney princess. ophiuchus, go away. i'm not supposed to kiss frogs.

half.

2011-02-10T23:51:00.001+08:00

v day's coming.
second issue of insom's out.
assignment due next week.
two meetings same time next thurs.
non-academics taking up more time than academics.

my mind's in a mess.

let's have some fun, let's play a love game.

2011-02-09T10:22:00.003+08:00

happy cny!

2011-02-03T01:44:00.001+08:00

this cny is crazy please.

one presentation on tues
another one next next wed
insom writers' meeting
bikequest booth
bikequest poster and banner
dare2 video

ahhhhhhhhh.

sucked into a stupid whirlpool.

do it anyway.

2011-01-25T22:46:00.002+08:00

just a small town girl
living in a lonely world
she took the midnight train going anywhere

just a city boy
born and raised in south detroit
he took the midnight train going anywhere

a singer in a smoky room
a smell of wine and cheap perfume
for a smile they can share the night
it goes on and on and on and on

strangers waiting
up and down the boulevard
their shadows searching in the night
streetlight people
living just to find emotion
hiding somewhere in the night

working hard to get my fill
everybody wants a thrill
paying anything to roll the dice just one more time

some will win, some will lose
some were born to sing the blues
oh, the movie never ends
it goes on and on and on and on

strangers waiting
up and down the boulevard
their shadows searching in the night
streetlight people
living just to find emotion
hiding somewhere in the night

don't stop believing
hold on to that feeling
streetlight people

don't stop.

-cain, jonathan; perry, steve; schon, neal.

this sucks.

2011-01-25T21:02:00.001+08:00

have been really busy these weeks, but today i stopped myself for ten seconds to think about what i've achieved.

nothing.

the next week.

2011-01-22T01:57:00.004+08:00

week 2 just flew past.

it was really insoMANIAC this time round, never expected us to reach this stage at all. i still can't get my editorial right.

bq posters screwed but many thanks to ocomm's support. love how they responded really fast and even called me to make sure i was feeling okay.

cath kidston pencilcase with liangs! pretty london prints. the empire state building is not in london.

stayed over yet again and made mummy worried. but luckily i didn't try to be clever and go home in the middle of the night because the latches were still on when i returned at 5.30am. i hereby pronounce that i've been running more this sem than last sem. because i've already chased miq around school (as fb reports) in week two. night runs are actually pretty cool.

sheares chicken rocks. and keeping to the no-fried-food diet is kinda making me crazy. where there's a will (and constant hilarious reminders from fassclubbers), there's a way. personal note: no fries, no chips, no sunny side ups. no tau poks. sausages can. sausages with french toast cannot. but curry is okay. and ignore the fact that tempeh's fried before cooking with chili.

i've completed my german homework. people stare at me in the train as i read politics and governance of singapore. i'm kinda finding soci more interesting. and contemplating actually staying longer in nus so i can do a double maj plus languages.

sunset grill level 30 with pet and boytoy this afternoon. finding the place was like solving an a math question. a bitch, but when it's done it feels awesome. level 30's manageable within 15 minutes of consumption. then everything kicks in (literally) and you'll find yourself indulging in a week's (or more) worth of calcium. and maybe having to repeat a meal because everything comes out. don't laugh at numbnuts. their emotions are kinda true. but finally having your names on the wall of fame rocks. and guys, i really love you. you deserve to wear red underwear outside of your pants.

3 cups of yami yoghurt at tcm later and i've got a filled card wheeeee! fruity pebbles lol. and exorcism. next time i'll try asking for nuttylicious without peanuts. walnuts and cashew nuts ftw.

i hope week3steph will be a lessbitchysteph. and tomorrowepicmeetingsteph will not be emosteph.

oreo cheesecake tutorial!

2011-01-16T00:24:00.013+08:00

these are the steps to make 3 portions (i.e. 3 blocks of cheese) of oreo cheesecake. recipe adapted from kraft's recipe picked off the supermarket shelves many years back. served around 25 people on 11 jan 2011.

step 1: pound 12 packets of oreo into very fine bits. this goes to make the base. no you don't have to remove the cream. just crush everything. meanwhile go melt 100g of butter and prepare gelatin solution with 2 teaspoons of gelatin.

12 packets later, that's around how much oreo you get crushed. using a pestle and mortar helps burn calories while making this sinful thing.

step 2: crush 4 packets of oreo into small but not powdered pieces. a rough guide is to get 5 small biscuit pieces from each black biscuit. this goes into the cheese part at the end.

step 3: to make the cheesecake base, combine melted butter and extremely crushed oreo. i was tip-toe-ing while taking this photo.
and stir.
step 4: spread the oreo+butter mixture as evenly as you can in a lined baking tray of the shape you want your cheesecake to be. a square one allows cut slices to be equally sized so that bike quest doesn't fight with insom doesn't fight with mc over who has bigger sizes.
step 5: pop it into the fridge. you can sign your name on the base too, if you want. but i don't like the idea of people eating my signature so you can write your enemy's name there. chill him/her to death then get people to eat him/her up.
step 6: cut 3 boxes of cream cheese into little cubes. this is an optional step if you have a powerful mixer.
step 7: add 250g sugar.
step 8: blend till creamy. takes a while if you skipped the prev step.

step 9: stop the machine. add gelatin solution (below), 1 teaspoon vanilla essence and 3 cans of cream (photos of those onwards accidentally deleted) and continue mixing.

step 10: when it looks creamy and nice, beat in the roughly crushed oreo pieces.

step 11: pour the cheese mixture onto the base. spreading it around is optional because it kinda flows to fill up the space.

step 12: put it back into the fridge and keep the greedy people away before it sets. usually takes around 2 hours.

step 13: cut up the cheesecake into desired sizes and serve chilled. unless you're noming off from one whole cheesecake. unless you like warm cheesecake.

manifestation

2011-01-15T00:36:00.003+08:00

i think "manifest" is a weird word to use in a speech for sec 1s.

larva lava.

tik tok clock that goes anti-clockwise.

all for one that i never got into my head.

where got people go for camp then run away and go study and sleep somewhere else one.

p tried to do magic trick during closing.

week 1 has been filled with cheesecake and javachip ice cream and stickers and shamelessness.

yes i walk got wind. you jealous?

wind when you walk: available for perfection at 150cm.

crazy week 1!

2011-01-14T02:50:00.005+08:00

which is coming to an end soon.

but then again, my schedule's kinda crazy till sun, so i'm only halfway there.

insom

nhaln

yec

readings

i'm still sane, or so i think. have had much laughs with arts club people these days, and i'm really glad i've got stuff like that to keep my mind off...things.

mom doesn't like me ungodly sleep hours. but i'm not at home tonight:D

didn't get fire poi guy's name. regretsteph.

my ohvola dress should have arrived. mr postman!!!

need a chauffeur next week to bring the bike back home.

revamped:

2011-01-06T22:00:00.000+08:00

insom

bq images

sg's football team.

lol.

countdown from 5...

2011-01-05T13:05:00.002+08:00

i finally went running. just so i can tell myself i did some exercise during the hols.

insom jan issue's still buzzing thru printers, and so far the experience has been cool.

fasstival for bq's making me crazy though.

in three days, i travelled from west to east and back twice. now i understand what the people who stay in the east feel when they go to school.

reese's peanut butter cups were kinda disappointing. i expected the chocolate to be richer.

i hope i can see my mom today. haven't seen her since sun afternoon though we've been staying under the same ceiling.

2011!

2011-01-01T21:42:00.002+08:00

we were all so sleepy after yep that we only spent like half an hour at macs before Z sent me home.

but we ended up standing at my void deck talking for two hours. every topic from yec to school to relationships to work.

Z said K saw my blog and told him i sound like a christian. so K, if you're reading this, hi. and i'm not christian.

stupidify!

2010-12-20T22:42:00.002+08:00

miq shared with us today that before exams, he and his friends dressed up as hp characters and used "stupidify!" on other students. hahahahah awesome guy.

the article's gonna be super interesting. i hope the rest of fass will be interested in the legend that'll last the entire sem.

we went exploring ard nus this afternoon. u-turned at a mossy and mosquito-infected place. Y wanted to meet us, but we couldn't describe to her directions to the place we were.

nach photoshoot we went for lunch at biz canteen. found authentic german sausages! but cream pasta not that awesome. still like pm's mushroom pasta.

the np alumni brought me ard their school and conveniently updated the ancient graduate P. they've got pretty awesome teachers/lecturers/facis/tutors.

do you know that in the yuan ching area, all the roads are named something-ching? there's hu ching road, ho ching road, ta ching road etc. random observation from my long bus ride.

coffeebean's pure double chocolate ice blended's awesome. wish the whipped cream could be easily mixed in though.

AHHHH!!!!

2010-12-16T14:27:00.002+08:00

GOOGLE IS IN JAP!!!!

i've never felt so language-impaired before, fml.

the success.

2010-12-15T12:38:00.002+08:00

insomniac has successfully made the team insomniacs. we hold sms and email discussions in the middle of the night.

my december thus far.

2010-12-11T00:12:00.011+08:00

i think i've been the bravest this december. admitted my singlehood, joined insom as an editor and took up publicity for bikequest.

on the culinary side i've been quite successful too, as you will see. my agar agar retained shape! (somehow the gelatin didn't work the last time i made it)

and i made my first oreo cheesecake!

and the corrected yog cert (with the right signatures) came by registered mail yeseterday afternoon. in an e4-sized envelope lined with bubble wrap, containing just two pieces of paper.

might want to change my blogskin. kinda got hooked on doing the bikequest one(:

i've changed, but not too much.

2010-12-04T00:06:00.002+08:00

according to personal dna, i'm still an encouraging director. but the degree of my traits have changed slightly. check out the attention to style(black). must be fass. and i've become less feminine. (yellow) and i'm getting bossier. authoritarianism, purple.

sometime in jc:

just now:

it's a new phase of life!

2010-12-02T23:30:00.001+08:00

never never make mistakes like that in 2011.

ADV: SWAP & $HOP

2010-11-30T23:52:00.001+08:00

SWAP & $HOP is a flea market at st james power station on 18 dec, 11am to 5pm!

a reason to shop (more) this coming christmas, or register for a booth at $40 and share your stuff with others! each registrant receives a free ramly burger and f&n drinks on that day, so don't have to worry about looking for food:D

for more info, visit http://swapandshopflea.blogspot.com/!

i don't need a parachute

2010-11-25T21:06:00.002+08:00

year one sem one officially ended at 1900h last night. after the southeast asian studies paper.

i would say my four papers this sem were manageable, but only if i studied more. (damn, that's something i think after every round of exam.)

busying myself this hols with yec and stan chart and rondom outings/chalet! whoo so exciting!

first mega-event of my holidays: night cycling tomorrow. 30km, from cc to ecp.

then guess what, 1130h on sat, ms tiong's wedding. i hope i make it without jelly legs.

oh yeah, self-reminder to declare major. dec 1 to 7.

i want to drink koi! oolong milk tea half sugar less pearls!:D

just fyi

2010-11-21T22:45:00.001+08:00

because things can be so much better than this.

http://lifestyle.xin.msn.com/en/sex-relationships/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4467956&page=0

facing the problem directly.

2010-11-16T03:10:00.003+08:00

we're most likely not gonna work out another time. but why take escape as a solution? we could sit down, talk, understand, and whatever the ending is, we've been through it together.

highlights of year 1 sem 1:D

2010-11-15T12:20:00.011+08:00

in chronological order, definitely not in order of funnyness. check out photos three and four.

love these people. why are we so awesome? :D

done with them.

2010-11-14T23:29:00.004+08:00

lectures, i mean. just viewed the flash version of my ps revision lecture, which means it's high time to start studying.

downloaded a few past year papers, i'd be lying if i said i'm prepared for any. omg so screwed.

but at least now i have an outline of stuff to study for, so i won't be flying around like a headless housefly. (direct translation from chinese ftw.)

oh yeah my brother shared about his friend who thought ftw was the opposite of wtf, like "fuck the what". hahahaha 13 year-old boys.

essay-writing

2010-11-01T23:25:00.003+08:00

i actually don't mind them much. if i've got the drive to do it.

like how in a 10k run, the endorphine/adrenaline rush kicks in at the 7-8km.

but can it not apply that last minute in essay assignments please? it's nearing tuesday, my page is still blank and it's due on thursday.

awesome playlist

2010-10-30T00:21:00.003+08:00

sometimes shuffle's psychic.

airplanes
white horse
bad romance
i'll be there for you

almost cried in the train.

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)

I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin'
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
And you hoping but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel
And they sayin' what would you wish for
If you had one chance
So airplane airplane sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight
And I'll be right back at it by the end of the night

Somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah back when I was tryin' to get into the subway
And back when I was rappin' for the hell of it
But now a days we rappin' to stay relevant
I'm guessin that if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe yo maybe I'll go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when ain't nobody listened to my mix tape
And back before I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for the Cada, what's up Bobby Ray
So can I get a wish to end the politics
And get back to the music that started this sh-t
So here I stand and then again I say
I'm hopin' we can make some wishes outta airplanes

Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you

Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should have known
I should have known

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams about you and me
Happy endings, now I know

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry

Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now

And its too late for you and your white horse
Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh, it's too late to catch me now

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a bad,your bad romance

I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even
your year, but

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cause you're there for me too

You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast so far, things are going great
Your mama warned you there'd be days like these
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees, and

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Since you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the best with
Someone who always laughs at
Even when I'm at my worst, I'm best with you
Yeah!

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cause you're there for me too

the world's coolest intern...

2010-10-27T21:41:00.004+08:00

...will be diyana!

go:

1) like her blogpost application
2) follow her blog (scroll right to the end, the right hand column)

here here!

i recommend one okay! won't go wrong one. this girl practically lives in tweetsville and facebook.

and is very nice.

and bubbly.

and committed.

and cute.

and loving.

and funny.

and pretty.

and famous. (esp after the organism/orgasm saga HAHAHA)

and will be even more famous and $30k richer!

(of which i will deduct 10% informant fee, but don't tell her yet. i don't think her secretary visits this blog.)

never included so many hyperlinks in a blogpost before. only four don't lead to diyana's blogpost application. go figure.

busy busy busy bee

2010-10-23T09:35:00.003+08:00

collected my se reflection paper from the benches outside the grad room yesterday evening. an a+ has less impact when it's written in pencil and left there among a pile of other papers for you to dig out yourself.

now i can properly focus on the se project. this is a very different essay, but it kinda makes me feel at peace writing it. maybe buddha's really watching over me.

the topic's buddhism in thailand by the way. not that i've converted.

you've been here before.

2010-10-22T22:55:00.011+08:00

credits to the tumblrers.

days ahead

2010-10-06T23:10:00.003+08:00

are horribly uncertain.

for one, i've signed up for fll ypc. not exactly the smartest thing to do when you've got to fork out your time between the last few weeks of sem 1 and the first few weeks of sem 2. but i'll be an awesome experience.

secondly, nearing end of week 8 of my first semester, i still don't know how what i've absorbed so far can contribute to my cap. but at least readings are making more sense now. not that i actually have any idea how to start on my sea project...

third, my boyfriend's still missing. no smses, no calls, no emails, no surprise visits, no passed-around messages. don't know how much longer i can tolerate this , don't understand the language my heart's speaking to me. glad that friends like Y and A and D are here though(:

milestone!

2010-09-24T02:45:00.002+08:00

completed my first ever essay for university. only this is called a reflection paper and

1) it sounds so much less intimidating

2) my completed work doesn't sound reflecting at all.

i just hope i didn't cite wrongly. and i get a decent grade.

it's 2.47am now, the last week day of my recess week. gonna accompany diyana to the studio (that's the name of the studio!) at amoy street later for her photoshoot. i hope we don't get lost. and swimsuit shopping after that! but i've got this bugging feeling that i won't get anything.

rawr.

i miss my boyfriend.

you know,

2010-09-19T19:46:00.002+08:00

http://akosishei.tumblr.com/

moments like this

2010-09-12T01:05:00.002+08:00

my younger brother ran past a wheelchair-bound old man. then he tapped me on the shoulder, and said softly with hints of guilt,

"i think i just made him feel very sad, because he can't even walk."

the lousiest feeling ever.

2010-09-09T10:54:00.001+08:00

you know the feeling where you're lost in a new environment and you need somebody to talk to, but the person that you want to confide in just blatantly ignores you?

yeah, that's how i've been feeling for the past few weeks.

there must be something more

2010-09-02T21:19:00.002+08:00

than pure lethargy to summarise my mood right now. i've been sleeping alot the past two days, and i think tonight wouldn't be an exception. i haven't even read my readings for this week and it's friday in 3 hours!

but sleeping early also means my biological clock wakes me up early, and i actually feel more refreshed than i did sleeping in the past few weeks. maybe this shoul become a habit. sleep early, wake up early, go to school and mug.

and i can't believe week 4's coming to an end. this sem only has 13 study weeks! so like, i just entered uni, and i'm already around one third through my first semester. so weird please.

and projects! just had eu project meeting yesterday, and i'm pretty intimidated. like everyone knows what's going on and i'm still floating around! gek project also. got to know C in the lt today and first thing he asked was, "how's your project getting along?" i had to sheepishly answer that we haven't even started. i haven't even met my groupmates!

ahhh please let my sem one be okay. i want a decent cap! and i will do my readings. i will. i'll try, at least.

kinda sucky to have readings in both ivle and rbr. since everybody's gonna print it anyway why not get it on ivle? and the prof mixed up clifford a with clifford b so we got a reading from the wrong clifford and that wrong reading isn't needed in this module.

but at least i've got most of my eu and ps readings sorted out. i hope i find people to share the prining costs in my coming semesters too!

i still think uni life's quite uneventful so far. german and french club hasn't called for meeting yet, idk what's in store for me as an arts affiliate, i forgot if i signed up for nussu but i'm prolly gonna drop nuspa, and ps society hasn't got back to me. idk if i made the right choice to drop fencing (late days plus expensive), but i hope i don't grow fat with all those food at fass.

and i hope to grow enough brains to interest myself with sea and eu lifestyles.

how man.

2010-08-29T12:32:00.002+08:00

realised i have zero interest in how france/europe/sea was like in the past. don't care what the people were like, what they thought, what they did.

should have totally stuck to science instead of trying to be clever and jump the wagon.

last day):

2010-08-24T23:00:00.002+08:00

today, 24th august 2010, marks my last day of official duty as a station host at hortpark. today is officially the last time i'm contributing to the exploration journey segment of the culture and education programme, which is almost the backbone of the inaugural youth olympic games held in singapore.

a flurry of feelings tsunami-ed in my brain and heart when we were all gathered together for our last debrief. sure, these days i've been skipping some lectures and some home-cooked dinner, but i've been in company of the awesome hortpark family. we've been working together whether rain or shine, sweating together, gossiping together, playing monopoly deal together, setting up our stations together, and the list goes on. nobody does anything alone.

this kinda feels like graduation. leaving a phase of life which i have prepared a great deal for, where i have learnt many skills, where i have made many friends, which i have made some sacrifices for, which at times i thought was absolutely troublesome, and which turned me into a better person.

like leaving school, i honestly don't know what to expect after today. my life will change, but how exactly? my life will return to normal, but do i remember what it used to be? will i spend my saturdays as meaningful as i have in weeks prior to the games? what will happen to my yog uniform? will we still remain a closely-knit family? or will we go our separate ways and leave all the memories simply as what they are?

from a more macro point of view, after yog, how different will singapore be? what happens after all the decoration has been taken down? what will singaporeans remember yog as? what will the athletes and team officials share with their family and friends when they return home? how differently will the world see singapore?

so many uncertainties, but one thing is clear-- i will miss this experience.

what dog food?

2010-08-23T22:00:00.003+08:00

temasek review has been brainwashing singaporeans. not all volunteers are given pathetic food.

i'm a volunteer for the youth olympic games. i volunteered. i was not volunteered. i willingly put my name down since 2008, shortly after the announcement that singapore has won the bid.

i am now a station host team leader at hortpark. my venue manager and his team of syogoc staff are working very hard to ensure that volunteers are well-fed.

during every training session prior to the games, we were given both lunch and tea break. lunches were most of the time lunch boxes that could cost up to $5 each. once, we had pizza with chicken wings and bengawan solo kuehs for tea break. we also had old chang kee's fried items before. during the last combined training, we even celebrated the birthdays of volunteers with a huge birthday cake. everyone was given a slice after the cake-cutting.

below shows what i had for lunch on my 18th august duty:

rice with a chicken dish, a fish dish, vegetable, and a fried dumpline. with dessert. to be fair, fruits aren't served to us everyday, but we definitely get four items with our rice plus dessert. and free flow of coke/100plus/mineral water from the fridge. at my station, there's also a water dispenser to keep us volunteers (and athletes who come by) hydrated.

i know we're on the topic of food but i have to say this: i am really honoured to be part of the hortpark team. we're like one big family, everyone are friends with each other, we talk to the staff like we're good friends and we actually miss the people who are in the other shift.

traditions live

2010-08-15T23:00:00.002+08:00

having a laptop makes taking notes during lectures much more convenient, but i just labelled four notebooks (little paper books) with my module codes.

but i prolly should tryout onenote. though having my notes in an intangible form still doesn't put my mind at ease.

i don't mind having my readings floating about in the world wide web though, saves my wallet. i hope using the laptop to read one page contributes less than 4.5cents to the electricity bill =X

journey of the youth olympic flame

2010-08-12T09:58:00.002+08:00

today's relay is scheduled at around my neighbourhood, and my dad even applied for leave to witness it. and i saw the relay right in front of my eyes!

it was a long wait for a few short seconds. we stood at the junction since 9am, but didn't see police vehicles till 9.45. there was a huge parade of vehicles, including open-top buses from coca cola and samsung. then came the media truck, with the runners following behind.

a bunch of guys were doing the relay, and they ran every stretch together so there wasn't a real torch-passing moment. i've got to scrounge around for photos of the guys though, since my camera battery went flat just before they ran past. and i didn't get to replace battery in time. so i've only got photos of the front of the entourage and the aftermath.

post them when i'm back from school!

totally serves you right steph..

2010-08-10T22:03:00.002+08:00

..for having a bbq straight after o week. for being such a food lover that carcinogens didn't matter.

now i'm down with sore throat, running nose and cough.

ndp last night. sebas was on tv wiping his face with my wet tissue. a friend called him to announce that. funny shit totally going to watch encore just for that. and honestly, ndp is better than yog cr3! hopefully they've spruced it up for the eyes of the world in FOUR days. omgomgomg 4-freaking days.

day one of school was lonely. and i couldn't find the arts club recruitment booth though i paced across the as1/6 pathway twice. shall try again tomorrow. lecture was okay. 1545 bell made me jump a little. how come no seniors warned us of that alarm!

approached dr F to say that i'll be away for a lecture cuz of YOG. i thought i'd get a "sucks to be you i'm not gonna do anything for just one student" kinda answer but no, he was nice and looked like he was genuinely searching for a way out for me! very very touched!

found people to accompany me tomorrow! day two will be lonely no more, yay me(:

need to ask: how to connect to nus wireless! and how to go print readings!

i think i wanna get subscription to today. but like that might as well get straits times right.

i'm a proud owner of

2010-08-04T17:48:00.002+08:00

my laptop!

dad was so behind time that when my mom and i came back with the new purchase he said, "owning a laptop at under 20 years old is not easy."

maybe he meant it as not easy because not many people can survive not owning a laptop for that long? idk.

and i need to refresh my academic essay writing skills. need to start cheeming up my arguments. need to put capital letters back into my sentences.

all over again

2010-07-28T20:40:00.003+08:00

i'm missing out alot of info that people have because they went to arts camp. so just because those people were free enough to attend arts camp, they get more opportunities in fass, and i'm just a wandering soul with (too big?) dreams.

this is reminiscent of jc. never attend line camp=destined to not be a jj leader.

i really hope this time it'll be different.

i want to be more than myself.

beyond gold: the yog documentary

2010-07-22T11:07:00.008+08:00

ADVERTORIAL (though i'm not earning money from it)

it started from this:

and then this:
and so on my last day of work, i went MIA for a few hours.

the preview theatre at cine's hidden, so mysterious. had to ask a staff there for directions.

the ticket says "bloggers"! and we were each entitled to a small combo hence the drink and popcorn.

screening of the documentary started half an hour late, after the COO arrived and gave his speech.

beyond gold follows the lives of three athletes, A (cycling), C (judo) and R (fencing), people inside lyo and merly (most of them are guys), and syogoc members.

i think A is quite good looking (and was sitting just below sebas, whom i gave the other ticket to), so i shall start with him. he started competitive cycling after his dad advised him to concentrate on one of his many hobbies, and after competing for a few months, he had already earned himself three medals. his family is constantly behind him, especially his dad, who was all supportive and excited in the show. he was at the preview with A too.

C is a rj student. switched primary schools due to gep. was quite fat. started judo in sec 1 just because he thought it was a fun sport. coach thought he was an ordinary kid, but realised he's really hardworking. the documentary showed clips of C competing and training, and his expression always shows one thing i find common among many rj students: the hunger to win. not a bad thing, i must say. it's prolly what brought all of them so far. the most memorable part of the documentary (not just the parts that featured C), is where after he lost a match to the south africa representative, the guy actually came to him and asked, "are you okay?", because it was a really rough match.

R is a hc girl. she took up fencing in sec 2 after watching parent trap, where lindsay lohan did a fencing scene. she thought the sport was just for leisure, but her coach saw the talent in this left-handed fencer, and groomed her to the youth olympian she will be. R got the chance to train with a left-handed olympian, and you can totally see the bond between the two lefties. like the olympian said, "a left-hander understands another better than a right-hander."

beyond gold also gives us an insight into how the mascots were chosen and made (spray painting of the eyes was quite cool). little post-it strips represented the votes given to the submissions, but i was a little disappointed that no credit was given to the designer(s). it was really interesting though, to see how moves were choreographed for lyo and merly. the hair-flicking action by merly seems normal, but wait till you see the behind-the-scenes. it got the whole theatre laughing.

CEP (culture and education programme) was featured too, and andy was on screen for like two seconds! and sadly they only filmed at marina barrage, no hortpark scenes.

the friendship camp last year was in the video as well, and like all camps, it's really touching when you see previously-strangers supporting and encouraging each other.

oh yes, i couldn't help but feel a little proud when they played the bid-awarding video and showed jj students jumping around after knowing we got the rights. and i was kinda touched that they brought the torch to northlight.

little bite of unimportant but interesting info: vivian blalakrishnan brought his son to both the mascot launch and the 1 year countdown, and his son was wearing the same shirt at both events. and the head of yog has a unibrow. look out for that!(:

leaving you with a quote from an olympian present at the friendship camp, "there are three kinds of feelings. the silver feeling, the bronze feeling, and the gold feeling. and the feeling i like best, of course, is the gold feeling."

watch beyond gold on channel 5, 7 aug, 5.30-6.30pm, or 14 aug 6.45-7.45pm. (just before the opening ceremony) and read the media release of beyond gold here!

beyond gold

2010-07-20T23:46:00.002+08:00

seriously. this yog has presented me with so many priceless opportunities. my experience as a volunteer, like the aptly named yog documentary, will be "beyond gold".

i'm one of the 3 selected volunteer bloggers for the media preview of the documentary tomorrow, so stay tuned for the very exciting update coming up!

oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah, HEY!

voices

2010-07-19T22:44:00.001+08:00

Polytechnics have planned holidays for students during the Youth Olympic Games (YOG) period. While this may be good for students volunteering at the YOG, Polytechnic students are not the ideal audience of YOG matches since most of them have passed the competing age group of 14 to 18 years old.

On the other hand, Primary and Secondary school students aged between 7 and 16, especially those in school or national teams and hence might still have a go in future installments of YOG, are not given the opportunity to participate in the YOG as live audience. Friends of Singapore representatives might also have to forgo the chance of supporting local talent due to school.

My brother is in the school shooting team. I wish to bring him to the air pistol preliminaries and finals, and he has also expressed great interest in watching the competition in person. However, his interest was dampened after I revealed that the competition will be held on a Tuesday morning. Even though I have contacted his teacher about this issue, he is still hesitant about attending this once-in-a-lifetime event as he will have to miss out on schoolwork should he be granted official leave.

Since Singapore is playing host to the first YOG, shouldn't the Ministry of Education (MOE) create some leeway so that students are able to optimise their experience of this event happening right at their doorstep?

Nanyang Technological University (NTU) has delayed its date of term commencement to September as its compounds will be used as the Youth Olympic Village (YOV) to house athletes and team officials during games time. However, as far as I understand, National University of Singapore (NUS) and Singapore Management University (SMU) have not made such arrangements to accomodate the significant amount of students who will be volunteering for various aspects of the YOG. Though help has been promised for student volunteers, there is a limit to how far this help can go, and it would still be best that no lessons have to be missed.

The Singapore education system has educated students to contribute to society and participate in Community Involvement Programmes (CIP). Volunteering for the YOG with the Singapore Youth Olympic Games Organising Committee (SYOGOC), as I know, does not award students with CIP hours. This indicates that students who are willing to commit their time and effort this August have wholly embraced the volunteering spirit. To reward these outstanding students, and to practise what it has been preaching since the implementation of CIP, MOE and universities should consider doing more for the students of Singapore this coming YOG.

HAHAHAHA totally praising myself in the last sentence, but whatever!

one week

2010-07-18T23:24:00.003+08:00

hate how my smses are selectively replied.

hate how patronising the received messages sound.

hate how the dream is recurring.

hate how i don't know if it might happen.

hate how i actually believe it's happening.

hate how i'm losing faith.

when i was fifteen

2010-07-15T22:30:00.007+08:00

my classmate committed suicide

my pri school chinese teacher died of pneumonia

i had people seriously hating me in class

i was trying too hard to get into dance exco

i studied chinese lit. one of my biggest academic mistakes, but one of the best experiences.

i went through a rough patch, but it brought me closer to mr foo, made me a stronger girl, and opened my eyes to the world.

back then i swore i was gonna marry him someday
but i realized some bigger dreams of mine
and abigail gave everything she had to a boy
who changed his mind
and we both cried

'cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
you're gonna believe them
and when you're fifteen
don't forget to look before you fall
i've found time can heal most anything
and you just might find who you're supposed to be
i didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen

dependance

2010-07-15T12:30:00.003+08:00

lunch at work is provided. but today it's cooked from a different kitchen, further away.

it's half an hour into lunch break, yet it's not delivered yet. like, left the kitchen but haven't reach the office.

and many many aunties and uncles are downstairs waiting (and complaining).

but the person in charge insists that the truck has left an hour ago and should have reached. and he doesn't have the driver's contact number.

so we're all stuck here with hungry souls.

that's so true of the globalised word, no? we're all outsourcing our stuff to be so interdependent that once an arm fails, the whole body's paralysed.

like how my company's depending on company K to get workers, yet K employees do a sucky job at it, and our hr miscommunicates with the managers, and the managers who have planned work for the people hired by K have to do the planning all over again.

this yog won't end pretty. but of course it will look nice in front of the laymen. and the gahmen.

i haven't seen my boyfriend for a week, yet i've met up with his brother twice. the world is crazy.

song for singapore

2010-07-14T15:08:00.004+08:00

i want to sing
sing a song for singapore
with every generation
there's more to be grateful for
so come and sing
sing a song for singapore
you're my brother
you're my sister
i'm thankful for my singapore

not a song you would want to hear a whole padang of people singing together (imagine just 10% of the audience to be tone-deaf) but it has done a great job in getting stuck in my head.

not just the lyrics. the choreographed actions too. and that's very dangerous because i might just wave my hands around like an insane girl in the office.

"you're my history you're my beginning..."

argh.

this will happen again, with the yog theme song. "raise your hands for our generation, fly the flags of every nation, reaching out, to the moment in our lives....."

ah shit.

complete essays while playing farmville

2010-07-13T22:48:00.005+08:00

see anything funny?

yeah i know it's quite small, but zoom in on the ads margin, and the second one on the list is:

wth right! i always knew the supply of essays is out there (for a nominal fee) but no need to advertise on fb right!

students are educated time and time again on the importance of integrity. but with satan looming around with such temptations, it's really hard to keep our education system pure.

hormones took over me today.

2010-07-10T23:08:00.001+08:00

mood turned really bad this morning/afternoon, made me pissed off at everybody and everything. but what made it worse was that the only person who could set things right didn't even make an attempt to.

but all turned out okay nearer to the end of yog training.

funvee ride was fun because we were all damn high, waving and screaming at random pedestrians and chanting "yog! yog! yog!" 75% of the time. the other 25% was spent camwhoring.

didn't get to see diyana and the other faci babes though. and andy had to forsake the funvee ride so he could clear the mess we created. he has my admiration for being calm and composed all the time even when his job scope's shitty (imo).

human beings to human beings

2010-06-25T21:30:00.002+08:00

i guess relationships between people really strengthen with time.

was at jc for less than a month, and when i left i almost cried. esp when i went to tables of people to get them to sign on my jc mug. now becky has left too, after six months. the number of presents she received show how attached the team next door is.

gonna leave sfi in another three weeks, marking three months plus. already people are panicking that there'll be no one to do their ppt slides and excel spreadsheets and operational plans for them. i'm feeling very important. esp when S sent an email to E (and me) and cc-ed boss to say "steph has done a great job by...."

Y very openly exclaimed that i'll be missed after i left, and surprisingly manager G, who i've never really worked with but only chatted on a few occasions such as asking about his son's uni education so i have an inkling on what mine will be like, agreed. so touching right!

gonna miss bitching about stuff with the girls.

yog training at sp tomorrow! very excited, will be meeting the newer volunteers. then i have more people to lament with about nus' refusal to start term after yog.

i previously sent a query to nus' office of admissions to ask if they could push back term commencement. immediately i got an automated response saying they'll answer me in five working days' time. them five working days later i get a reply from the office to say they have submitted the question to the officer in charge who will get back to me soon. then two weeks later, today, i got a reply from the supposed officer asking when i can enroll into nus.

"can" refers to ability to do smthn. i can enroll into nus anytime! all they have to do is send me an official letter saying i have to go register, and i can go! but the problem now is i don't WANT to start school before yog! i don't want to miss class, but i don't want to miss out on this opportunity to volunteer.

i think there isn't enough pride about the yog in sg. everybody's like so bo chup. syogoc is obviously trying very hard (and maybe too hard) to hype the island up, but i guess it's just singaporeans who think that it's none of their business, they're not any sporting personnel and all, nothing to be excited about. rawr. the ideal sign that the yog fever exists, imo, would be to see counterfeit yog items selling in the market. tho it obviously spoils the market for crocodile and othering supporting companies, it would at least show the demand of the people.

but nah, nobody even bothers to stop by to browse merchandise at crocodile's yog booths.

pink ≠ steph

2010-06-21T14:23:00.002+08:00

there's so much pink on my blog it's freaking me out. but purple just doesn't have the "oomph" factor, you know? and lime green looks freaky! and cyan comes off as very cold.

gonna learn sign language after yog! mad excited.

that sounds like xiaxue. i may have rubbed off some of her personality by being an almost committed blogder (a word she coined from connecting "blog" and "reader")since like, secondary school years.

getting old already. somebody's celebrating two decades of existence tomorrow.

miracle of the moment

2010-06-20T12:57:00.000+08:00

It's time for letting go
All of our if only's
'Cause we don't have a time machine

And even if we did
Would we really want to use it?
Would we really want to go change everything

'Cause we are who and where and what we are for now
And this is the only moment we can do anything about

So breathe it in and breathe it out
Listen to your heartbeat
There's a wonder in the here and now
It's right there in front of you
And I don't want you to miss the miracle of the moment

There's only One who knows
What's really out there waiting
In all the moments yet to be
And all we need to know
Is He's out there waiting
To Him the future's history

And He has given us a treasure called right now
And this is the only moment we can do anything about

So breathe it in and breathe it out
Listen to your heartbeat
There's a wonder in the here and now
It's right there in front of you
And I don't want you to miss the miracle of the moment

And if it brings you tears
Then taste them as they fall
Let them soften your heart

And if it brings you laughter
Then throw your head back
And let it go
Let it go, yeah
You gotta let it go

And listen to your heartbeat

And breathe it in and breathe it out
And listen to your heartbeat
There's a wonder in the here and now
It's right there in front of you
And I don't want you to miss the miracle of the moment

And breathe it in and breathe it out
And listen to your heartbeat
There's a wonder in the here and now
It's right there in front of you
And I don't want you to miss the miracle
Of the moment

an attempt at rp's rj.

2010-06-18T10:53:00.002+08:00

republic poly's reflection journal, not somebody's raffles jc.

On your way to school, you see a mother trying to deal with her child throwing a tantrum. What do you do?

Witnessing a mother dealing with her child on the street is no different from being a passerby of a quarrelling couple. It is looking at a commotion in public, a commotion that does not concern me.

I would not want to be involved in the case of a bickering couple, for I do not have the faintest idea of what the commotion is about, and I am at no position to take any stand since I am no acquaintance to them. People tend to disagree at times, and couples are no exception. I will make a silent prayer that hopefully they will sort things out and return to being a happy couple. But other than that little contribution, I will not step in. Not even if things turn violent, because that would put me at more danger. Interfering with a fight will put me at risk of being a victim myself.

Similarly, looking at the case in question, the incident is just an example of a mother educating her child, teaching him how to behave in public. This is a family issue, which I have no right to intercept.

Children of today lead the lives of princes and princesses; they are pampered by their parents and so used to having things done their way that once something is not to their liking, tantrums will be thrown, tears will be cried and screams will be bellowed.

I am aware that the above is a sweeping statement, generalizing people born from the nineties onwards. While I can imagine that not all people falling in the age group determined are born with silver spoons in their mouths, it is not difficult to agree with me that most teenagers and children we see today think they are of some royalty descent.

However, me being me, I absolutely cannot tolerate the ear-splitting din created by children. I have been brought up such that all disagreements shall be settled at home, and no dirty linen shall be washed openly in public. Upon witnessing a mother cajoling her spoilt child, I will throw a stare while continuing my route to school. Make that two stares, one at the child for disgracing the mother by not behaving well in public, and one at the mother for not being able to teach her child well.

I do a huge amount of self-reflection. I see things happening to random men-on-the-street and try to put myself in their shoes, imagining how different my actions will be if I were them. After witnessing this saga, I will imagine that I am the mother and look at the event from her perspective. The child will not be my target of imagination, for I cannot fathom the amount of naivety that I have to take up to assume that identity.

One day in the future, I will have to answer to the government’s call and contribute to the population of Singapore. I will be a mother, and I will have to bring my child out. Before we leave the house, I will give him a strict reminder to behave himself in public and settle any unhappiness whatsoever after we reach home. Should he still decide to cry and scream in public, I will discreetly ask him to shut up. Should he refuse to listen, I will let go of the little hand that I have been holding and walk away. Young as he may be, he needs to learn to listen to instructions. He needs to portray himself well under eyes of the public. He needs to be able to reflect on his wrongdoings. He needs to know that life will not present him with a huge bunch of roses sans the thorns.

After this role-play session, I would most probably have reached school. Being at this age and constantly being bombarded by the westernised television programmes showing gossiping people, I will share the experience with my clique of friends, and see what views they have to share. Then I will hope that the child never embarrasses his mother ever again.

deutschfieber!

2010-06-15T22:24:00.002+08:00

got the new post page loaded, then remembered i've got to ask josephine kuehn about german and its tenses.

how is perfekt different from partizip II?

in a bid to freshen my brain from german stagnation, i've read through sowieso 1, half of sowieso 2, then gave up reading these secondary school textbooks because i managed to psycho myself that i'm awesome in german grammar.

actually it's because i think it's too late to clear whatever misconception i have now, especially since i don't have a teacher teacher.

so i better start reading german articles and memorising the worterbuch. like how china chinese learn english. carry a dictionary around.

i rmb honglin used to bring her electronic dictionary everywhere she went so she could translate our conversations and random english words anywhere.

i hope i've got the willpower to do that.

we always complain that prcs snatch away our opportunities, but that's cuz they're more hardworking.

give angelynn her oxygen!

2010-06-10T15:14:00.003+08:00

chic magazine's chic genie's giving away $500 weekly to grant the wish of whoever gets the most "likes" on facebook.

angelynn's suffering from lung problems and requires an oxygen machine just to survive. she's currently renting the machine at $120 a month and constantly has to seek medical attention, adding up to a rather significant amount in the long run. but she can get the machine at $2000, and the $500 reimbursement chic genie can provide will go a long way in lightening her load.

angelynn's a little distance away from the top girl with the most likes, since the girl is popular and has publicity done on not just her blog, but a blogshop as well. the $500 will be put to better use helping an ill girl than providing an abled working person with a macbook.

please help to vote for angelynn (by this sunday) by "liking" her photo here: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=981375&o=all&op=1&view=all&subj=96921045375&aid=-1&id=1597698105&oid=96921045375&fbid=1390105324819

if you're not a fan of chic magazine yet, i.e. you can't "like" the photo using the above link, be a fan now at: http://www.facebook.com/chicreaders after being a fan of chic magazine, you can then access the link on top again to like angelynn's photo. or just go to "fan photos" and find her entry.

spread this around please! she may be a stranger, but she's a fellow human being very much in need of our help(:

i can has formspring too!

2010-06-04T13:40:00.001+08:00

because you know you want to know more about me:

http://www.formspring.me/stephyeo

ikea timbre.

2010-05-30T11:38:00.002+08:00

nope this is not a post discussing the vast amount of trees sacrificed for ikea's profit margins. nor did i mispell the title. 'cept for maybe the stroke ontop of the e of timbre.

it was the outline of the after work programme last thurs, where i finally met up with jc people. was meant to be just a dinner with the girls at ikea, but since they had programmes extended till late at night, i thought i might as well join in since it was vesak the next day.

so after a meal of meatballs, salmon, chicken wings and mushroom soup, we trained down to timbre, cut the queues and had alcohol and roast duck pizza.

band was nice, food was good, and we all got cosy. ten adults in six chairs, lol.

for a recount from another perspective, visit becky's blog at http://lemonbarleystrawberry.blogspot.com.

sometimes...

2010-05-26T10:07:00.004+08:00

i wonder why people think i can create essays out of succinct points. where no elaboration has been provided. it's like giving me a needle and some thread but no cloth, and asking me to produce a jumpsuit.

sorry jumpsuit fever. not that i own any. yet.

so yes due to the aforementioned circumstances, i have next to nothing to do in the office. except glancing out the pull/push glass doors just in case anyone important comes in and catches me facebooking.

kind of have financial independence now. like, i manage my own money and all. even received my cpf letter last night, welcoming me as a member to the cpf board. (wth, just cuz i received my first contribution i gain membership?)

so with that freedom to spend, inevitably i get abit tempted to snag pretty clothes from blogshops. but, must be the chinese in me, i never could bear to transfer money over. gah! i guess physical shops work better for me. less time for personal reflection, especially with salesgirls breathing down my neck most of the time.

nssl results out, says me. because i haven't heard from the nssl people. i'm glad a more deserving person got the top prize. not too bad for me either, a third, though it means a prize worth just a little more than 20% of the top prize. why the difference so big! 950 and 200 leh. but of course, a little money's better than none at all. so i can hit physical shops and get, let's see, flats, heels, jumpsuit, blazer. all with 50 bucks, is that possible? because, the chinese in me again, i'm gonna share the money with the family. i know daddy needs a new keyholder. and brother needs more pants. mummy, i'm just gonna let her decide. mothers never seem to want anything new.

ahhh. counting my chickens before the eggs hatch.

first, with 158 votes, audrey! even though i don't understand what's with the europe thing.

second, with 104 votes, michael. he was leading for like forever, until audrey finally caught up. i didn't want michael to win top prize cuz i don't like the message trey's sending to jesse here.

third, with 68 votes, me! 300+ friends, 300+ wall messages and many many status links, but just 68 votes): oh well.

fourth, colin, with 56 votes.

fifth, 30 votes, karina.

sixth, 30 votes, aileen.

and the rest, who definitely put in effort as well:

a leap of faith

2010-05-23T16:28:00.002+08:00

just took that one small step for somebody else but a big step for me.

i clicked on the bubble that said "nus arts and social science", meaning i'm rejecting ntu's offer or psych. so after i send in my form p and nus receives it, i'll be officially an nus student.

omgomgomg. i. am. going. to. uni.

this phase of mine prolly makes zero sense to everybody else, but i know at least one person feeling the same way. ytd at the fass open house, i walked past this girl telling her friends how magical it was, "anyhow take a levels also can end up in nus".

my exact sentiments. i rmb telling A, that time i met D and her for lunch after an interview, that i reallyreallyreallyreally think i'm gonna have to retake my a's. but look where i am now.

even though i have been brutally rejected by some organisations for certain things, i'm glad that this twist of fate had occurred, for me to land a place in fass. and i'm gonna continue taking german. a secret wish of mine, to locate my host family. the internet hasn't been working in my favour to help me accomplish that.

still many questions i have about uni. when do i start bidding for my modules, do i not have class everyday, will yog make my grades fall, when do my parents start paying tuition fees, how do i select my modules etc etc.

just finished watching goh keng swee's state funeral. a few days back i wrote a fb message @george yeo and @ vivian balakrishnan, asking if i could pull strings to get an invite to the ceremony. george yeo (or his secretary) replied that only official invites from pmo count. i.e, no i can't go.

i can't figure out why he thinks i know wht pmo stands for. but i do la, prime minister's office. because of the first ever event that i emceed, the goh came from pmo. sorry digress.

i think dr goh's grandniece's awesome. i was listening to/watching the prev four eulogies, all they dd was to make me yawn alot. but hers actually made me cry. did a check on fb, apparently she's younger than me and in vj? or did i find the wrong person.

just a little extra info. i went to dr goh's wake ytd, and in the signing book, i said i want to be as great as he was.

my email thread with "fedex"

2010-05-18T20:42:00.034+08:00

so one fine day in april i got another of those scam award emails in my mailbox. but this time i decided to reply to see what happens. here're the print screens of my email thread with mr david mark, supposedly from fedex but internet sources have also linked him to several credit card companies.

didn't even bother to put in my name, lol.

the next email was on the same day, awhile after.

didn't even tell him i got the info from google maps lol.

then i got bored so i stopped replying. but mr mark was adamant. four days later:

never replied, and he never got back to me either. lousy.

time passes, things happen.

2010-05-16T22:28:00.002+08:00

hard work gets one far, but does it guarantee a happy life ahead?

as i spammed my fb friends to get them to vote for me for nssl's competition, i came across so many friends who are going places higher, places better.

i've got to know these people because of my relatively high psle results. it was that three digits that brought me this far, i guess. without it i don't think i would have been able to experience that psychometric test. without it i won't have been sent so many scholarship invitations. without it i won't have had the opportunity to study german.

my results have definitely deviated from the norm, i.e. the people who scored that high then. there are people going to law school, people going to med school, people going overseas, people having to defer ns, but i'll be here, in singapore, in nus, in fass.

i think i have wasted quite abit of taxpayers' money, but well, i'm happy with what i have.

the future's uncertain, but i have people to endure this journey with me(:

Dr Bob Moorehead

2010-05-01T22:00:00.003+08:00

The Paradox of Our Age

We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things. We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We plan more, but accomplish less. We write more, but learn less. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the show window but nothing in the stock room. Indeed, these are the times!

suspicions

2010-04-30T23:09:00.000+08:00

i think my work comp is rigged. can't ever connect to msn when everyone else can. prolly someone's jealous that i don't have alot of work to do.

idk, just because i am a temp doesn't mean i have to be excluded from all your little gatherings, especially since the expenses are to be claimed. and i'm not deaf, i can hear your discussions about how to get there, what to eat etc. adults.

on a brighter note, i have finally conquered the jobscentral learning challenge. with many thanks to K and K of course. now K and i are a little obsessed with klueless 5.

spoilt for choice

2010-04-29T21:33:00.001+08:00

never knew my results could take me this far.

ever felt so spoilt for choice that you wish someone would just make the choice for you and force you down that path?

the internet is screwed.

2010-04-24T20:56:00.002+08:00

everything is taking a long time to load today. boo.

had yog team leaders' training today. at the other end of singapore, 11 tampines concourse. that building doesn't have a name. the address is the name. how uncreative.

idk, i don't think it made alot of sense to bring the leaders to a misc location just for training. at an extreme location of sg some more. what's wrong with the kay siang road hq. i'm sure it has rooms the same size as the one that we were in. and i won't have to wake up at six and spend 1 hour plus in the train to get there.

see that's the problem with sg. they assume we're a small country, it doesn't really matter where events are. and when you complain it's too far away, they site another country as example. e.g., usa.

"travel from one end to another end of america then is far la! you travel from sg's west to east only mah!"

but idt americans have interstate stuff frequently right. and their states usually aren't the size of sg right. idk, correct me if i'm wrong. this is just a teenager ranting about long rides. a tenager that hasn't gotten over the fact that she's paying adult fare now.

okay enough about locations and transport.

the people.

yog. global event. everybody wants to be part of it. so we have people ranging from 17 to 70. i think that thomas guy's lying with that 70 year old thing but whatever, 17 to 70 sounds nice.

but the thing is, you know how the generation gap exists. between parents and children, between grandparents and grandchildren. putting 40 of us there was like a gigantic family reunion of three generations. for ten hours. making us interact. getting our opinions on issues.

confirm got problem one what.

maybe i'm too used to heartware's environment, all the young people, we just say what we want and everybody takes it with a pinch of salt. and everybody ends up making friends and being happy. but here different. you talk abit louder, try to drop abit of humour/sacarsm, the older ones start to get defensive and start staring. where did my (little bit of) freedom of speech go.

but of course, like during jj tutorials, i obviously am aware of the others being pissed, and i continue being who i am. just too bad you got a more talkative/opinionated girl in the class.

i'm not gonna take this training session as a benchmark setter for the people. too way inaccurate. we definitely need to know each other more. like any other senior person we bump into on the streets, i believe these adults have valuable input, it's just about how we get it out of them, and how they share it with us. a mutual understanding needs to be there. today marks the first step, and we've got a whole marthon to run.

112 days to go.

i think the most intersting part of today's training was when we were tasked to line ourselves up in three manners, height, age and volunteer experience level.

i'm not very tall and not very old, so i was at the beginning side of the curve the first two tries. then the third came. we weren't supposed to speak, so i held up my hand indicating 6 (events volunteered for) and voila i ended up at the other end of the curve. and suddenly i felt damn young. and accomplished.

not pouring cold water, but i hope syogoc doesn't get enough torchbearers. cuz my dad and bro missed the application date and my dad really wants to sign up. so i hope they'll open applications again. otherwise i might have to find string to pull.

fha on fri, bloody big event. expo hall 2 to hall 9. flour mill guy stopped us and handed us packages of.........neckties. Y was totally taken aback by how the guy waved her/us down. i initially thought the know each other. but, flour mill and neckties (no company name inscribed), what connection? got made in deutschland carrot hazelnut chocolate. interesting only.

lesson learnt from fha: business is scary. many of the relationships forged are just on the surface. you give me a good price, i work with you, somebody else quotes me lower, too bad, bye.

or is it "welcome to the real world, steph."?

thank god?

2010-04-18T22:12:00.000+08:00

i understand the need for some people to have a holy being in their lives. i think i need god too, he's the one i talk to when i'm totally spooked out in my bathroom/when i start imagining weird stuff in the dark/when life's a bitch for me.

but, giving thanks to him the first thing you get a star award? not my cup of tea. imo religion shouldn't be brought to television. though i have to be grateful our star awards isn't spooky ritualistic vmas.

five days.

2010-04-16T23:03:00.002+08:00

been part of the morning and evening crowd for a week. i've learnt that shoving gets you far. so does acting dao.

this office culture's definitely a big change from jc's. not as young a culture, and there's a very, how to put it, military kind of feel. prolly cuz the up there people are mostly from the army.

i had my earphones plugged in this afternoon, and there was a little voice telling me that the action might earn me a ticket to one for the glass rooms. but never(: still, the office was so quiet, other than the occasional call/the auntie vaccuuming the floor, the lowest volume level of my phone (it's my music player now) was still a little too loud.

that means it's really quiet, cuz the lowest volume level is what i set it to be at night when i need help sleeping.

job scope wasn't as interesting as i thought of it to be, but i still feel important. and i know this is a great big project, and what the public/authority sees will be my work.

i definitely hope for a larger workload so i dont even have the opportunity to be tempted to surf the net. i've been reading alot of food reviews cuz i get hungry way before lunch time and i always forget there's food in the pantry.

people told me to ask for a pay rise cuz of my importance, but we'll see. i already have transport to work and lunch is provided and the pantry is open for unlimited use.

oh yeah a downside: the girls' toilet doesn't have a blue bin. weirdness.

anyway, i finally remembered about the ntu sand art thing that i did at their open house, my piece spells my name and it's just beside the 1 of NAF 10. uh, just fyi. and for me to show off abit. i was part of the largest sand art montage display(:

why?

2010-04-10T23:31:00.001+08:00

i hate moments like that. how come i'm not making friends they way i envision myself to be? what's my problem?

shopping time!

2010-04-09T20:41:00.002+08:00

hmm new job cannot wear jeans, therefore i need stuff to go with my leftover bottoms!

need black and white tanks, long-ish cardigan, and a blazer would be a plus!(:

i'm employed!

2010-04-09T14:28:00.002+08:00

i like meetings with bosses that are filled with laughter. i had one today. met one of the gms, and i'm starting work on monday!

tomorrow's urban freestyle, didn't see J's name on the list, S's at the info counter, while B, T and i are at the massage station. i am crossing my fingers that it won't stink like hell.

have been receiving alot of spam messages on msn, a good reason to switch to my hotmail.sg account. it makes me feel patriotic too.

and oh yes a few days back i received this email from a supposed fedex manager, telling me i've won some money. obviously scam, but just for fun i replied, and now we're having a convo with him repeatedly asking me to send him my details (and an admin fee, duh). when i finally end the chain of emails, i'll post them here(:

recommendations.

2010-04-08T22:42:00.002+08:00

starblog's new topic (last week's) is top ten book choices of each blogger. very very useful. besides giving me recommendations on what sutff to borrow from the library (i don't like buying books), i think the topic also allows use to delve into the insides of the bloggers. how often do you see julen and vanessa talking about stuff not directly related to sex? or jane talking about something else other than climbing?

yeah highlight of today as seen from my fb status, i did the ris low boomz hand action during interview today. only realised i did it after i left the place.

i need clothes to make me look my age. i think i was dressed like i was 25 or something.

looking forward to:
1. g6.20 dinner
they are awfully nice to invite grace and i once again for their class gathering! well yeah cuz we're not from the same class and we've only really met each other during the 2008 giessen trip! this time, i must must must remember to return grace the cab fare. but it's on a monday, most likely we won't see the botak boys. which includes panz!

2. cep appreciation session
on the next monday! but argh, andy not there! i think the syogoc officers are all very nice people. i like nice people. will be nice to see them not for events reason, hopefully we'll be having interesting talk, and better, nice food! maybe merly and lyo will be there to shake hands take pictures. then sebas will go crazy again.

but as of now, i'm feeling quite lonely. and cashless.

schoolless jobless

2010-04-06T22:29:00.002+08:00

not harbouring much hope in my re interview today. i think their office is seriously not conducive for working. dunno how those people survive.

life has been mundane with my employment status as "unemployed". even though i get to sleep late and wake up late. and watch ellen do stupid dances. and have ikea breakfast. and go on outings with people still classified as "students". and keep scoring more than a million points on plock. and go swimming as and when i like.

but i don't get cash! i'm not given pocket money! i'm paying adult fare on transport! i'm using less brains than when i doing data entry!

rawr.

upside down

2010-04-04T21:31:00.002+08:00

i saw 9 april as 6 april. but wells at least that means my stuff has been submitted early(:

need a job. mummy says try tourist attractions. sg flyer/zoo/night safari.

but of course i'm still open to office sit-at-the-comp jobs. so please, if you have any recommendations, please let me know(:

april fools 2010

2010-04-01T21:00:00.003+08:00

okay so ris low on 987's meant as an apr fools joke. worked. quite well. got the entire family going "what the hell?!"

well no my parents didn't say those words but their expression screamed.

i don't like seeing something i want (and worked for) being given to another person. especially if i know the said person. especially if i feel i deserve it more. but at least this time i have something a zillion times better.

milestone today! i have finished all uni application stuff!

again: dessert. seed. carpark. scream (almost). baby.

this is a ris low post.

2010-03-31T23:24:00.004+08:00

if ris low in the shan and rozz show is a marketing campaign, it's working. i insisted on going home asap so i could camp next to the radio. their daily listener graphs must have went through the ceiling since monday.

but if it isn't, as in if ris low's seriously staying put at 987, then i think the management better get their heads checked. ris low doing traffic updates? idk what exit at aye/which flyover/what road she's talking about. she may not watch soccer, i don't either, but that's not a bloody reason to read soccer news like english's a foreign language. names may be hard, but respect the coaches/players and bloody practice their names. or just get shan to do it.

i want rozz back to make the show more normal. but something inside me wants ris to stay so there'll be stuff to laugh at. because if that girl is selling her dignity, i'd be happy to joyride.

highlight today: dessert(s). guys' toilet middle cubicle. goody bag room. baby.

learning.singapore2010

2010-03-29T23:32:00.002+08:00

somebody forgot the remove the nbsp thing from the volunteer confirmation email...

yeah cuz idk what it is, but nbsp keeps appearing in the email template, so the volunteer that goes down to help send emails is meant to delete that then press send. but i had two nbsp-s in my email.

hahaha.

so yeah i've been giving tuition lately, sec one math and history (yeah i know, history?!?!?) but so far it's been okay. since history's like knowing how to read your textbook and identifying the right stuff to copy. math is the tricky one, cuz sec one's where you start algebra and get all confused with abcxyz and double negatives and brackets.

but wells i hope his results improve...

saturday i spent earth hour at the braddell sph building where the power was everything but switched off. well the lights were off most of the time, and the mike was off when the first guy sang, but otherwise the spotlights and aircon guzzled electricity. and xtina got fourth. and i think the top guy screwed his retainers while singing his last song.

sentosa outing yesterday. nearly three months after fll. also seven people, but elaine instead of raffles. she had milo dinosaur with lychee. we gained a frisbee instructor without knowing. the sand exfoliated the soles of our feet. we gulped down nearly ten bucks worth of mineral water. and i didn't bathe after everything.

photo photo! (idu why the rest nv camwhore after i left...)

threadless!

2010-03-26T23:25:00.002+08:00

threadless tees has very nice shirt designs i want!

like:

glows in the dark!

idk i find this one really really cool.

but maybe more than 80 days huh.

perfect for teaching kids the alphabet!

and this one's really cute!

in the dark:

one interesting experiment.

2010-03-25T23:33:00.004+08:00

this might prove to be one tremendously difficult mission. one which might require me to be up till the sun rises, signifying our next 24 hours. but then, it might not. i don't think there's very much for me to post.

will be visiting my friend tomorrow. she's from next door. wow four times 365 times 24 hours into history.

this is depressing. wrinkles coming in my direction. wish time could be stopped. but not during this point of time. the next month would be good. third month of the collection of twelve not the best.

i now own one coupon which lets me get the best fish with chips for one hundred cents. kudos to e hour.

my cerrebellum is tired. figure out which vowel i did not touch in this blog post. good night.

bugger.

2010-03-25T00:03:00.002+08:00

so many things to apply for before uni! march has to be my busiest month post a's.

cep seminar ended (for me) yesterday. started yesterday too (for me) actually.

i still think it's funny that there was a singapore young ambassador among the others.

yeah yesterday morning it rained like nobody's business, somebody must have made the sky really really sad to have it cry so much and for so long.

luckily by the time the people arrived at hortpark the sun was out, my recycling garden didn't look as shitty as it did in the rain.

ganlin has SGD480 gucci belt.

still dunno the peter guy's real name. guys in ns are like the weirdest bunch ever.

overall i think response from our audience was quite good (better than expected), thank you fellow sgreans.

but aww, the other people got funvee ride. and vinid got something extra.

but wells station host dinner was good, and we realised lilian wants to train abu's dragon.

that must have been the most non-pg thing on my blog so far.

rah rah ah ah ah!

2010-03-22T21:10:00.002+08:00

diyana and i have zero camaraderie. we can't post bad romance lyrics on her photo in fb.

gym today as a total flop. walked while watching 2012. haven't even reached the action part then stop alr.

big day tmr and pimples chose to come out.

mein leeres kopf.

2010-03-21T23:22:00.002+08:00

hate it when life's too uneventful for me to blog anything. which explains lack of update since thurs.

fri went to the meiji factory sale with family. it was closed for like a year for renovation, recently reopened. and i think they haven't paid their bills fully, because prices weren't cheap at all. like, comparable to anywhere else. only advantage of shopping there is you have all meiji things at the same place. the only dirt cheap stuff are those expiring in the same month/really soon. appalling how they sell healthcare supplements using the same system. like, buy two get one free collagen powder that's expiring in twenty days.

sat. yesterday. pretty much rotted at home. oh yeah applied for job. but screwed up my cover letter. because it was dug up from archives and i forgot to edit one of the two dates.

todayyyyy. thought i was going to chinatown, got a little excited after waking up, but then realised only parents going. sadded abit but then i found a whole chunk of chocolate in my bread so became happier. idk why i like going to chinatown with my parents. it's not a sightseeing trip btw, we get our food from the chinatown market. well i guess i generally like to go out with my parents, as in just three of us, cuz i like feeling like the only child.

not that i don't love my brother or anything, but it feels better to think that you've got all the love.

happy that we're a close-knit group

2010-03-18T17:09:00.002+08:00

got sunburnt in hortpark yesterday. reminder to self: never wear black long pants there again unless superly required. so yes i'm hoping i'll be able to wear shorts on tues.

reuse: use again
reduce: use less
recycle: to give an object another life cycle, i.e produce something else out of it.

will i get to see phelps on tues?

tuesdays with morrie is reaching due date.

i don't want to mop the floor. legs still feel like i ran a marathon yesterday.

something please intrigue me.

god almighty?

2010-03-16T21:33:00.004+08:00

was approached by these two girls today, who wanted to share with me "more about jesus".

should have answered, "i'm a very devout taoist, should i try to convert you?" but no i didn't la.

i listened to them patiently, though i had a few close calls with rolling my eyes. and came up with the following arguments of why religion may not make sense. i hope this doesn't go against any paragraph of any section of any law book in singapore.

Z mentioned that she used to be a free-thinker, but occasionally she would wonder why she's here on earth. simply existing to study, work, get married, raise a family, work more and die? and children will one day die too? and what happens after death? is there a god? what's he doing?

according to her, accepting christ at nineteen has helped her answer these questions. she's here because of god. god made her, god made everything on earth "incluing the oxygen we breathe in". and of course, standard evangelising line, god will help her get to heaven.

i said, i believe that there's some superior being up there. but i don't exactly care about what he's doing. and i've never thought of the reason for my existance. (because my parents wanted a child?) and i don't believe that i'll feel anything about what happens to me after i die. what matters more is how i spend my living days, instead of worrying about afterlife.

image of some chinese show just popped into my mind. the one where you die and reach the bridge then the "people" there decide where you go, and after whatever happens in heaven/hell you get to the bridge again and drink some potion and you forget whatever has happened in the afterlife, then you get reincarnated.

Z said something along the lines of "i don't think hell would be enjoyable when you really experience it."

wth wth wth wth. like she died a non-christian before.

Z continued, saying that god created us, protects us, cares for us, but we are separated from him (i'm not doing that capital h thing, nor the capital g thing) because "of sin", because "god is holy and perfect". sin is not just murder or criminal acts, she said, just any evil and negative thoughts as well. god loves us, that's why he sent his one and only (and she draws a cross in the air) son jesus to die for our sins, so that we become pure as well.

and i thought (most of the conversation was just her speaking and my conjuring replies in my head, i didn't want to interrupt her quite well-prepared speech), isn't this like, not accounting for your own actions and escaping reality? you make a mistake, you deserve to be punished. if sinning makes you go to hell and you sin, you totally deserve to head downwards. why make jesus die for you when it's your fault. why push the blame away. atone for your actions la! be a man, do the right thing!

then Z came to the part that said god created us with a plan for each of us. she has a different plan from mine, which is also different from H (her evangelising partner).

this time i answered. i don't like the idea that my life is already mapped out. i want to create my own path, i want to carve a niche for myself, i want to make decisions and not just believe that god has made his plans for me so i listen to him in whatever i do.

Z apparently doesn't like to debate. so she carried on. god loves us, so he sent his one and only son (she does that cross in the air thing again) to die for us so that we can have everlasting life, the bible said.

the bible, the bible. i had a conversation with M on this before. it is never right to use the bible to substantiate any point. the bible was written by someone who heard god's words. and so we have to think it is correct. challenge it and ask, "what makes you think it's correct?"

well because it's god's words and god's correct.

and why is god correct?

because the bible says so.

and the cycle repeats.

then Z says after she accepted christ, she talks to god, she prays to him, she knows that he cares and that he's always there for her, that's why she calls her father.

hello what happened to your biological father! i always wondered if human fathers feel jealous when their kids pray to god, calling him father, instead of using that to address their real father. why use the same name for two very different entities!

so yes, while Z tried hard enough to promote her religion, i'm just sorry i'm quite immune against evangelisation. is that even the right word for the act of evangelising? religion, to me, is still something really big and kinda full of loopholes for me to accept right now. i can't seem to compartmentalise religion and my argumentative skills.

anyway, this is not meant to stir up any racial hurricane. if any law practitioner comes across this post and you think this might cost me a trip to somewhere near the padang or the other place, please let me know. leave a message at the tagboard or email me.

little superhero girl

2010-03-15T23:24:00.002+08:00

photo credit

sometimes i really appreciate the amount of freedom my parents leave me with, especially regarding academic decisions.

i made my own choices for secondary school, sec three subject combi, jc, and now, uni.

only this time i wish they were more involved. like, really sitting down and exploring the choices, rather than refer me to relatives. not that i don't like the relatives mentioned, i do love them and i know they have the capacity to assist me, but it's just different when help doesn't come from immediate family you know?

all my choices were mistakes in disguise.

if i hadn't gone to nh, i'll have been in rv. or even nygh. i'll have had a more fulfilling academic aspect of secondary school, leading to a more reputable jc. (but i would have missed out the awesome sec 4 year i had with 411 and the personal relationship with mr/dr foo)

if i hadn't chosen double sci with chinese lit, i would have taken trip sci with geog. i would have been in 4/3, would have almost definitely scored better than a 15 raw for 's. a single digit would have been very much achievable. like above, i would have headed off to a better jc, and scored better than a bbc/a. (but i wouldn't have grown as much as i did in 311/411)

if i hadn't put jj as my first choice back in first two/three mth application, i might not have gotten back into jj for jae. i might have gone somewhere else, perhaps somewhere that focused more on academics to allow me to gain better grades. (but i wouldn't have been part of the history-making all girls' class, and wouldn't have that many opportunities that jj offered)

see the thing is, for the choices i've made in the past, even though my life could turn out better, i've been able to see the brighter side of it.

but what if there's no brighter side to these decisions i'm faced with now?

the queen's not rushing.

2010-03-14T20:40:00.002+08:00

but the enuch is, like mad.

relatives have been asking/interrogating, about my uni choices. the past few weeks i've been giving the same answer:

still exploring choices, attend the open houses then see how.

and now all the open houses are over.

wouldn't say the open houses made huge impacts on my decisions, just that they have made the choices clearer. and open houses definitely help replenish my stock of stationery.

most useful gift: sewing kit cum luggage tag from nus overseas colleges.
most interesting gift: coloured paper by nus fass.

nus students were unexpectedly friendly, whereas ntu students were kinda irritatingly unprepared.

i don't like unprepared people. you sign up to help out to promote your course, you better know it at the back of your hands. don't give stupid excuses like, oh i'm an is so i don't know the requirements for local students.

the open house for foreign students ah!

mock trial at nus law was pretty entertaining, love the clever bottom-of-breath comments the defense add in occasionally and the very bimbotic mom, but not so much of the seemingly unprepared prosecution guy.

"i'm sorry, i forgot that the jury could read."

this feels like end-sec two replayed. only this time my choices might affect the rest of my life.

rejection.

2010-03-11T22:00:00.002+08:00

uhh i wasn't shortlisted for ypc after the interview.

that's like the second biggest rejection of my life so far.

first was council.

oh well, life's here for stuff to happen.

first application for ypc, first rejection for position in hw.

another year i'm prolly gna let ndp go. and wholeheartedly commit to yog.

station host at hortpark.

looking forward to alice in wonderland tomorrow(:

draw tiger draw skin difficult to draw bones.

2010-03-10T20:08:00.003+08:00

iow, know people know face difficult to know heart.

directly translated from chinese, of course. don't have the chinese software in my windows 7 (i think).

anyway, yes that's supposed to be a statement with regards to jack neo's scandals. latest i've seen on fb, it's eleven and counting.

whoah see the sg version of tiger woods.

only this time mrs neo deserves alot alot alot of respect.

she's so forgiving, closing one eye/ both eyes at this matter, and even helped in the "negotiation" processes. the reason behind this ultimate support, love, she claims.

i believe her. call it a woman-woman thing.

but i can never tolerate cheating guys. esp married men.

gets reminded of ris low's break the banana video.

shit, i can't even blog a serious entry without eventually linking somewhere that spoils the mood.

but really. jack neo's wife should win the nobel prize for being so noble.

twentyten/twozeroonezero/twothousandten

2010-03-09T21:12:00.002+08:00

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whatever you like to call this year (take your pick from the title or create your own choice d), i think it's gonna be pretty awesome for me.

contented with interview last afternoon, grateful for the call this. looks forward to tomorrow and everyday that follows.

(suddenly i'm like a hugeass optimist, cue gigantic smiley face=D)

hortpark's a nice place. except for that huge monitor lizard that rustled among the bushes and finally showed itself while we were staring at one species out of the few in a fish tank all facing the same direction.

i like to see smiling joggers. but too many of them might seem as if at least one of them's mental.

old chang kee fries the best sotongs.

pondering, pondering. someone please present me with something intriguing.

no that wasn't meant to rhyme. now, accidental rhyming, that sounds rather intriguing.

AHHHH MORE ACCIDENTAL RHYMES!!!!

freaks out and runs away. (yay that didn't rhyme)

why do you sound happy?

2010-03-08T21:13:00.003+08:00

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parents treated ri4 ben3 cun1 buffet yesterday as reward for my a's results. hotate mentai very very good.

uni seems so near yet so far.

i want to go swimming but last week's sunburn's still peeling.

"baby are you down, down, down, down, down..."

stare too long at one word and it will look very foreign.

the big a's.

2010-03-06T22:16:00.003+08:00

STOMP: China student tops A-levels: What chance do S'poreans have? look this is my friend the top a's scorer!

so many ways to be famous nowadays. thankfully panz's getting fame for the right reasons.

wouldn't have been where i am without teachers. (yeah like my fb status says.)

but i could have gone very much further if i studied more.

thank you all that have showed concern in one way or another, i was really touched when mr lee called me to say thank you.

my discipline master/cca teacher ic called me leh you have anot!

and yeah, thank you K for all these days(:

eADDICT.

2010-03-03T22:19:00.004+08:00

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the internet refused to co-operate for like half an hour and i was panicking like shit.

sigh, youngsters nowadays. no internet can die.

yog volunteering is fun but their confidentiality form is like shorter and deadlier than heartware's. anything that talks about XXX act from section XXX scares me. too much of the pupil. i told fellow volunteers today that i may go study law because the pupil very inspirational then they laugh.

):

one day you'll call me justice yeo okay!

i think i'm kidding.

anyways. ten people thought k and i were getting married. funny shit. i think it was mutual patronisation, but whatever. that elise person from taiwan owes me mystery gifts. and another taiwan bridal gown person says taiwan's famous for three things, food, bridal gowns and earthquakes.

whoohoo!

2010-03-01T21:54:00.002+08:00

awesome, just made the biggest decision i've made since the lunar new year.

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YPC!!!!!

major awesomeness. i hope i get in.

2010-02-27T11:32:00.002+08:00

no i don't regret that i do not spew my thoughts like a gp essay. i'm glad i lead a normal simple neighbourhood girl's life.

yesterday morning i jolted up at 7.23, wondering why my dad didn't wake me up for work. was it saturday? then it dawned on me, my last day at jc was the day before.

first ever job from my first ever interview, though i ended up walking through the doors of the office for nineteen days. but these nineteen days have been very fulfilling.

technically it's an internship, so i basically spent more time learning than actually doing anything serious. thank goodness im was used in the office, allowed me to know nearly everybody alot better. allowed everybody to know me better too, in a way.

as usual i'm not very good with words, but i know that as i was passing my mug around for people to sign, as i stepped out of the password-protected doors one last time, i was fighting back tears. does this always happen to people on their last day of work?

i'm glad we're still contactable via fb. but now that i don't see them around me, i feel like there's nothing i can talk to them about anymore. i can't start converstions with "hey. xxx mj, post?", and i can't eavesdrop at calls around me then laugh like mad or give very constructive comments. i no longer have to only use fb before work and during lunch break.

i'll never forget the moment when i realise i couldn't sign in to the admin module, or send any corporate emails anymore. that was such a feeling a unwantedness. that i was no longer part of the jc dynamic family.

the great fb fast

2010-02-20T12:53:00.003+08:00

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erm yeah a kind of harmless comment by andrew led me to take a five-day fb fast hahaha.

but it does feel a little weird to not login to fb while i'm online. like, isn't that where all the action is?

anyhoo, since i've supposedly got more time w/o bumming ard on fb, i can blog more! except that i really have to filter my life now to decide what ends up published.

i'm thinking of replacing my 1st generation ipod nano, and i can't really decide between another ipod nano or an ipod touch. so ytd at work i asked V, who owns a nano and an iphone.

his verdict: if he doesn't own an iphone (an assumption that i gave him to decide with), he'll choose an itouch because it has many many more functions. like wi-fi and the apps. and anyway, size does matter.

then K diagonally behind sniggered at the last statement.

so i swivelled my chair around and clarified, "hey we're talking about ipods!"

update: idk if you can see the ad up there, but if you do please go take the survey, put sg's changi airport at the top of the list! and when the final report comes out, you can proudly say "i was a part of this!" =D