I love to have random thoughts. R-A-N-D-O-M. Yup, that's the word. I like it. Yea, you know..sometimes, when you got nothing to do or when you get too stressed out, your mind starts drifting on random stuff..(:

To wait is a seemingly painless effort. I mean, yar..it is not like you get beaten up while waiting. Of course, it differs according to the situation that you're in- you wait for a taxi, wait for "monster house" to start showing on 31 Aug, for your friend in the toilet to apply her blusher, for your parents around the cashier in the supermarket to help carry groceries, for your cutie/hot-pie to take the initiative in telling you "ooh...you're the one", for the clock in your monotonous office to stop working, for education to complete, etc. The list goes on and on and on. However painless it may seem, deep down, certain waits can be rather hurtful to your emotional senses. We call those, the long waits, those that you spent probably one-quart of your life waiting to get it done. Well, probably that "moment" has not arrived and so you think it is inappropriate to take initiatives/action. You then start to give yourself excuses, resulting in time slipping by without being aware. And for some, remorse sets in. You then start blaming yourself for not doing it at that point of time or grabbing that bloody opportunity. You become frustrated and becoming frustrated or irritated is hurtful to your emotional being. Also, it could be because of the lack of opportunities or resources and so, you are left with no choice but to wait. This is probably even more painful, especially when your wants are so near yet so far. On the optimistic note, to wait could be a blessing in disguise. Well, patience is a virtue, isn't it? Better opportunities may come by, better luck may come by and if you believe in miracles, miracles can happen. Thus, the painful wait becomes worthwhile. In retrospect, grabbing whatever opportunities that is presented to you is important because certain things/feelings can be lost in the process. You wait in vain, time is lost, the day you start to regret arrives, you think you got jinx-ed and finally when you start sorting out your thoughts, you will realize that, wells...all is too late.

Oh, and I am suddenly in love with ultra black hair with blue tones which only appear at times.Woots..Haha...true blue Asian.


am I not supposed to wait?

Nose running like a tap and dark circles around eyes..Oh my, the previous late nights are taking a toll on my body. Following Wednesdays (brain-frying days) are late Thursdays and a supposedly free Friday which, I however spent it rather meaningfully. Hee. Met up with Yee Lin and the girls and only then that we realized how lagged we were when it comes to happenings about the old dunearn alumni. It seems weird that all of us always cannot make it for whatever functions the alumni plans. Haha, I wonder why...Ahem
Oh, and the tai-tai life just suddenly seem so strange and distant. Having tea at TCC on a sunny, warm and quiet afternoon just feels weird.
The whole get-together ended with carol and I making our way to NUS to help Bing Ting with her banner for Union ball. It always feels good to do your best when helping your friends do stuff. And, I'm so proud of the result, considering that we had no rough plan and that we had to come up with the idea on the spot. Here goes..Tada..! Karine came up with the catch-phrase and "woo" is like woo-hoo.. yar..whatever that means...LOL. And, the right side is meant for her photo collage, in black and white- a mix of retro-ism and vintage-ism..So, say that the banner is nice...(:


And, I thought Saturday's gonna be a bash. Apparently, it was rather disappointing. Good thing I engaged muffin as my gigolo that night. Aha! I expected music to be R&B and that when I enter the place, it'll be filled with people. People, who are dancing, people who got high, people who are enjoying their cocktails and whatnots and immersing in the atmosphere. It turned out rather differently and I left almost soon after. (K. and Nixon even switched to another club) ahaa..Oh wells..

You give me strength..

oh man. I think i'm seriously jinxed by carol's superpowers. Maybe tarot cards helped. I see E.L.S.W. everywhere I go. seriously! (Except for lunch. And, I would not want to see him during lunch. I'd probably suffer indigestion or multiple vomitings :x) I see him in lectures, practicals ( yar man, he ran in with googles and labcoat on) tutorials and on the bus 198 today. I even see his name in the IVLE! This is worse than... yar, whatever bad stuff you can think off...EEee

And, I think Wednesdays are bad. They fry my brains to almost being fully cooked, not even leaving it medium raw. Okay...whatever..ahaha...


I've been to almost everywhere in search of you...

Ahaa..chanced upon 5d's blog and grabbed a few peekchures to piece them up. didnt know he took so many of them that night and allof them are pretty nice shots.Credits to u, 5d(:

Uni life is really different- so different from any educational stages u went through in the first half of your life. No more class reps or prefects, counselors or whatsoever. The ex-co of a society or a club no longer is ruled by seniors of the oldest batch- the year 4s. It would naturally take some time getting used to such changed environment but I already began to feel like a Uni student, especially when I travel around school alone (weird and I wonder why). Other than that, my brain, which I have not been utilizing for probably a year, still needs time to adapt and adjust. I think I am lagging rather badly and I am getting the NiCK syndrome-failing memory. I can forget about what I have said or have done 3 seconds earlier. That's how bad the situation is. It must be the immense workload on my poor brain cells that landed me in the terminal stage of that disease. Aye aye..

School has been kinda okay so far (I'm still trying to catch up, sadly) and I still cannot decide whether or not to take up a CCA. I thought lunch time will be terrible and alone. Lucky, there are carol and my OG mates. Oh, and I predicted that I can open a library of textbooks by the time I graduate from Uni. Maybe I can rent them out and collect charges to reimburse all that I've spent. Tsk tsk...my wallet's totally burnt; too many holes


I'm crazy about meeting Mr A
but who's Mr A?
I wonder who too...

madnesssss....

First day of school was kinda er boring.I had only 1 lecture today. The lecturer had a scottish accent and half the time, he wasn't speaking into the mic.( According to DX, he sounded like the Terminator.) The LT was warm and I could hardly hear and understand what the lecturer was explaining when I was sitting all the way at the back.

While fanning myself and trying to figure out what he was trying to say, I managed to get these pictures bluetoothed from You Jin. The mummies and Addam's during talentnight...Haha..

Second stay-over is over. Screaming when bathing with pails of cold water, chatting about "happenings" and "woo la las", escaping from mass dance with secret pal and catching a movie, laughing at your secret pal became part of another set of happy memories implanted in my brain...




No more playing, no more thinking that holidays are still a long way to go. Here I am, chilling in front of the comp with a cup of plain water (yar man, having a sore throat from all those screaming and bbqed food), stretching out my limbs enjoying my last few moments of freedom before moments of seriousness kicks in...



Yesterday's gathering was indeed a little surprise as friends whom you have not seen for aeons turned up. The night was great. Catching up was great. Meeting the people you simply adore was great (Yes, dunearn, viv, isaac, jill, hy, mj, chrysa). Food (I heard it was ordered from some OCS bbq thingy) was great. Gossiping under the warm lightings that was emitted from the little lampposts, with yes-I-can-only-gossip-with-you people was great. Regardless of missing a good night’s sleep at camp the night before and being too short and having to almost suffocate in crowds of people at rag that scorching morning, I felt rather energetic that night. And, the night was definitely short-lived. Everyone parted after cracking a few jokes, gorging chicken wings and sausages, sipping from plastic cups of rose syrup drink and popping down a few marshmallows.(Oh, thanks Dom, for the nougat bar!) Only then, it hit me that we are almost all taking a different path, be it to home or in life which then made me wonder what, to one is the right path? Future holds uncertainties, so many that make you ponder what happens next and forces you to perform, at best, whatever step that you are taking.




you make me feel alive, once again.
Dont leave...

I-Flag


After flag day yesterday at Orchard road, I realised that the young are probably more generous than the adults of the working class. It shocks me to find out that it is the men, those who are decently attired, are the ones more reluctant to donate. Men will either claim that they have no money or stuff their palm right in front of your face to reject your offer. Those who donate probably will say, "Thanks, I need this piece of sticker to escape." Or , "Are you guys all over Singapore? Oh...I need the sticker then." Young boys and girls, probably influenced by our Civics & Moral education system (er...) with good parental guidance, were less hesitant. They usually reply "Sure." and then empty their wallets of coins into our tins. Well, well, well.. it's not as though I will donate willingly whenever I see those flag-gers around. I will try all means to avoid them by taking out my handphones or walking far away, actions which I witnessed many times while flagging yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk. I told myself I'll donate after carol and I spent so much energy to flag for NKF long ago but I never did. Whaha. Okay, from now on, I'll seriously donate to all flag-gers out there whenever they approach me. For those of you who previously do not, should do so too. You know how tiring flagging can be.

Besides flagging yesterday, we slacked, talked and laughed. We had long lunches and break at Gelare's (of course it had to be Gelare's on Tuesdays).

The term is really gonna start this coming Monday and I'm still worrying about my modules. The next minimum bid point is increasing like exponentially la. Crazy people. And, it saddens me when seniors tell me that you don't make much good friends in university except in CCAs, clubs or orientation because all of us have different lecture and tutorial slots so, everyone is kinda like leading their own lives.

SOW was unexpectedly, sort of an exhilarating experience. Yes. Usually, situations will turn out well whenever you have low or super low expectations of it and vice versa. I felt super hesitant to go for it especially after I found out that Este couldn't make it that morning which truly shows that I am incapable of exiting my comfort zone and am reliant and dependent. I tried to saunter my way there and was eventually 2 hours late and missed the first part of the ice-breakers session. Regardless of all of that which happened earlier, I enjoyed the whole camp and stayed throughout instead of only the first night that I had planned earlier with Este or after finding out that I had to go through Frightnight on the second day. Lucky the typical Singaporean personality surfaced when I was packing my bag.

Despite complexions being a shade darker, new friendships were forged and OGs in SOW were unified. Despite all the complains of walking in fields barefooted, playing games under the hot sun, having only 3 hours of sleep for that night and lastly, having to bathe in PAILS, we had fun! Girl Power was witnessed when the few frail-looking few of us actually won tug-of-war. Identical love-hates were spotted when both Amelia and I ran and screamed at the sight of cockroaches, Maybelle and I covered out faces when the Jap horror movie was shown and Jo and I have experiences of wearing the left contact lens on the right. Haha. I LOVE (the non-academic part of) SCI FAC! OLE! There are no signs, well, at least not yet of any signs, of elitism in science fac and levels of unity and enthusiasm seems higher than in AC. (Yes Cheryl, I still hate the idea of having to bid for modules and planning our own degree. LOL.) This is probably my first time being enthusiastic of OG activities lah. And, I actually survived Frightnight when the whole OG was made to go through it in pairs. I think in future, I can step into some haunted house alone (Aha, I'm sure la). Anyway, kudos to You Jin who taught me how to conquer Frightnight with psychology and Maybelle and Louiza who skipped the Jap horror movie to go to some boring SPS briefing with me. Many thanks to Carol who had lunch with me after the camp. Yay!!

Half the OG


Ee...Round 2A of bidding just spoils everything la. I hope I can get my modules man.

BURRrp...hi-tea with my girls was su-burp-ly filling and definitely fantastic today. Decorations and number of stations with food is not as elaborate as The Line but it was good enough to bask in the ambience of sweet delights and good company. More pics are with lau mok.I realised that I always look fat in the pictures I take because those two girls are always standing at the back (and mz is always at the back and in the middle)! Gosh...



School's gonna start very pretty soon (NOoooo...) which means I'd have to revert back to those monotonous days.Not much time left for retail therapy and chill-outs (NOoooo...). I'm gonna be nerd-ified once again. Oh wells, time really flies, always when you don't want it to. I hope slamuryl-phitrol holds another gathering before everyone really become as busy as the bees.

Yes yes..and I'm gonna be away for SOW tmr. I hope my OG is fun. I hope I wouldnt get to play that squirrel, fire, tree game and then get sabotaged like cashew nuts...I hope they dont scare me to death during their night games...Ahhh...and este may not make it tmr...



I see the pessimisstic side of me now.

Elated. Thrilled. Pure happiness for now and probably ever. so happy sia...
no more English modules..can u believe it? I cant either..lol



I found you
but you seem so far away suddenly...