Saturday, January 29, 2005

lesson #117: funky dancing, mister!

What an eventful day yesterday was! To start off, gave G his birthday present a week early. I'd gotten him a Crumpler bag which has a laptop compartment. The whole bag is also cushioned and padded to protect the laptop. It's just the kitschest thing ever. Anyway at the Crumpler shop at Borders I spied a very cool, very sleek laptop case which comes in various colors. Wanted to get the red one, but now that I think of it I really should get the black one instead so that it's easier to match with clothes. But who knows, I might decide not to buy it at all. It isn't very cheap. Costs about $76 if I didn't recall wrongly.


In the evening, the best part of the day happened. Was so excited during the Funkamania finals. I think I was almost as nervous as our Emix seniors. Was just so anxious and scared for them! Yet at the same time I couldn't wait to see them perform. They did so well and engaged the audience tremendously, especially during the butt part. That part was so cheeky. I like! During their performance, I just kept screaming and screaming. Was quite insensitive to the people around me who looked pretty annoyed. But I didn't care. Screamed 'til I was hoarse. I was so rooting for Emix. Emix rocks! G was there beside me, along with Candace. I think he was pretty impressed with our seniors, too. Or maybe he was just impressed by their hot pants. *snorts* Men!


Emix didn't make it to the top 3, though. I think the judging was superbly screwed up. What's up with that Yuki character? His hair's a bush, for starters. Bah. I don't like him.


Annoying stuff aside, bumped into Archie. So good to see him again after practically ages. Suddenly remembered the days of NJ Western Dance. Late practices, our bodies getting stickier and stickier what with the sweat and the heat. Water splashing all over Jing's shirt. Cutting up shiny cloth for our costumes!


Moving on, went Zouk after Funka. Some of the seniors went too, but that was only later on. I think it was most probably the most crowded Friday Zouk's ever had for a year. The night being Fresh!, the main room played R&B tunes all night long. The dance peeps and I spent most of our time on top of the podium, shaking away. I do realise that there were some guys ogling at us and possibly some girls frowning upon our act. But I've decided not to care. I mean, honestly. We were just dancing by ourselves. I didn't dance with any strange men. So if there were people who didn't like what they saw, they always have the option to look away.


Later on G joined us for a while on the podium. He was so high, he's released all his inhibitions about dancing. Was quite funky. We even executed a perfect Versace. Alvin was around, but didn't get to meet him properly because it was so crowded. Saw Adelyn, Abby, and a couple other familiar faces. Left at around 1.30 am. Pretty early I know, but by that time my legs were quite tired from dancing. I was glad to just hop into a cab and end the night on a high note.

Thursday, January 27, 2005

lesson #12: a conversation that might or might not have happened

A shop. Girl is paying for her purchase and Guy, the sales assistant, is processing the transaction. Previously they have chatted for close to a half hour when Girl was mulling over the purchase.


Guy: So by the way, you are?
Girl: Oh, I'm Girl.
Guy: Well nice to meet you, Girl.
Girl: Yeah, nice to meet you too. Um you are?
Guy: I'm ******. (Girl has forgotten his name)
Girl: Oh cool. So you're working here part-time, or...?
Guy: Full time actually.
Girl: Really? How old are you anyway?
Guy: What do you think?
Girl: Um... 17?
Guy: Nah, not that young.
Girl: 18? Just turned 18?
Guy: Yup, uh-huh... Kinda.
Girl: Wow. What're you doing here, man. Shouldn't you be in school! (laughs)
Guy: No lah. I'm waiting for O levels result. So you've just finished Uni?
Girl: Huh? I'm not that old... Just a freshie. I'm 19! Well anyway, thanks! You've been really helpful... See you around!
(Girl starts to walk away)
Guy: (calls out) Uhh hey by the way - I won't be working here next time. I mean, I'll be working at the Paragon branch too.
Girl: ...? Oh, okay! Well, see you around!
Guy: See you!
(Girl walks out of shop)


Can't believe I went shopping again - I didn't even plan to shop today. I only intended to go for kickboxing (which was kick ass, I sweated so much and felt so good afterwards) and then look for G's present.


It turned out like this: I bought a purple racerback top with gold linings before the kickboxing class. But it was only $12. After the class, I was passing through Taka on my way to get G's present. I passed through Accessorize. Well actually I made a slight pitstop there. They had a 70% sale and so I bought a darkish sparkly bracelet and a princess tiered necklace. Original prices were $21.90 and $41.90 respectively, and I managed to only pay below $20 for both items combined. And then, after getting G's stuff, I passed through a rack of books and glimpsed a stack of Shopaholic & Sister. I totally just swiped a copy up and brought it to the cash register without much thinking.


I'm very very happy with my purchases. But feel slightly guilty about spending. Zhi will totally kill me if she knows... *whisper* don't tell her! Anyway, promised myself that today's gonna be the last time. NO MORE SHOPPING. I still need to get a new bag for school purposes and also a new laptop case. But those are necessities so they don't count. Also need to stock up on my strawberry shower gel and get a sexy pair of shoes for presentation purposes. Necessities necessities! What nuisance, eh?

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

lesson #115: brisk-shopping

Went down to Orchard after Biz Law meeting yesterday. Shopped for a total of two hours. My goodies:


Forever 21 turqoise diamond-shape earrings - $5.00
Forever 21 lime green & pink striped scarf - $9.00
Fox sporty yellow spaghetti - $13.30
Fox grey sleeveless with pink / orange collar - $13.30
Biotherm Smile Shine sheer lipstick - $29.00


Bought compact powder as well, but that doesn't count 'cos it's a necessity.


Worn my new trippy scarf just now for Biz Law presentation. Despite a whole lot of technical glitches it went all right. At least my part (tho I did screw up a bit) went all right. Was acting cool and managed to contain my laughter while everybody else laughed. Couldn't look at G, though. If I'd looked at him I bet he'd have done something stupid to try and make me laugh.


Feel the weight of projects and coming tests / mid-terms on my shoulders now. Have to start working hard again! Mag asked to go Chinablack this Friday, but I'll first be going down to watch Funkamania at Taka at 7.30 pm. Anyway nowadays I feel kinda weird going clubbing. It's like, I don't really feel free to ogle at cute (or rather cute-in-the-dark) guys. The awareness that some of them may be a year younger than me is making me feel like a paedophile. Won't it be gross if a fresh-from-JC kid tries to pick you up with his clumsy dance moves, and you're all the while feeling flattered that a cute-yet-clumsy guy is picking you up, until he drops the bomb that he's "going to be enlisted soon".


All thumbs point downwards!

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

lesson #90: tipsy

Head still spinning slightly. Let me try to recount the day of SMU's Patron's Day. Hmmm. Had MA in the extremely early morning. Then out for a flash to Bugis to get top. Saw a whole lot of stuff on sale there, it was very hard to turn away from the shops - I swear they're just beckoning to me. Calling out, "Come, come! Try us out! Relish everything in sight!"


Helped out G with his nerdy Asoc stuff 'til about 3 pm. I honestly can't see what he sees in Asoc. it's just a bunch of boring events. Even Ignite would have bombed if some happening girls (I wonder who...) hadn't started the party. Kinda regretting volunteering to be gamemaster for the Asoc camp. But will get to see cute freshmen boys. Despite that fringe benefit, am still considering to pull out.


So anyway, Monday 24th January 2005 was officially SMU's Patron's Day. I'm still tipsy so I can't remember if I had written about the rehearsals for Patron's Day here. Well, we had a whole lot of rehearsals. Saturday and Sunday wholy taken up by rehearsals. But glad to say it all paid off in the end. The Javanese dance performance to welcome the S'pore President was pretty all right. Was praised by Margaret Chan so it should've been good. But the make was horrible. Had a horrible time trying to take off the gold glitter glued to my eyelids. Hair was up in a fake bun too. Had hairspray fest on my scalp.


Preparation for Emix dance was really rushed. Mad rush to the ladies' to change costume and pin the top up. Thankfully Nicole the Emix pres was skillful when it comes to hairdo so I had funky hairdo (half-twisted with pins and wild strands) to replace the Thai-maid fake bun. Then make-up... Can't do much about it. Alexis helped us tone down the glorious electric blue / purple / silver eyeshadow combo as well as rub off the excessive blush on our cheeks. Put on gloss and whoppa - we looked presentable once again. We looked funky and sexy, I think! Had an agonizing time just waiting around on 'standby'. But it's all worth it. Our performance totally rocked the house! We rock! Emix rocks real bad! Everybody's screaming for us. Scream scream scream yippeeee! For a first massive-crowd performance, I think we did really really well.


After the performance, had a feedback session with Sheila. I joined the rest late though since I met up with G for a while first. But I still got the gist. I'm amongst the people Sheila noticed, so that's a good thing. She gave us a lot of advice. Then after that we all went to shake our booties to the bands that played. Then S'pore Idols came on. Sylvester and Taufik. Taufik had some great dance moves! He was cool! But guess what... I think us Emix girls are still COOLER! Mwahaha...


When the Idols left, most of the audience left too (that includes me & G). We went to Wine Network. Beforehand, I had drunk a couple of beers as well as sips of red & white wine that Abby smuggled. And so I got quite tipsy from the subsequent bottle of sweet wine that G and I consumed. He was pretty high too. We were just mad.


And so now here I am typing this. Can't sleep despite the time being 1.10 am because I'm waiting for my hair to dry. Took me ages to remove the super thick make-up, as well as get rid of the spray from my hair. Tomorrow, I'll look normal again with dark eye patches.


Zhi looked nice. Michelle was easily gone. Jun was the prettiest of all of us Emix dancers. She looked so hot, wild, yet with a touch of sweetness. Don't know how the make-up did it. Which is not saying that she doesn't look good normally, but the make-up really brought up something in her. Suits her very well. Am loving all my friends who came and supported the performance. Love you all. Love G for running around taking pictures and being my no. 1 fan. Love my Emix babes. Love G's friends who took good care of him and assured that he had fun while I was away on 'standby' for performances. Love the guys who ogled at us and gave us compliments, despite them being rather leery ones.


Dizzy dizzy dizzy! We love the stage and the stage loves us! We so rock. Like, totally!

Saturday, January 22, 2005

lesson #97: bedsprung

Last night was so fun! Watched Shark Tale with G (cute, but my neck was aching for half of the duration of the movie, so I didn't feel the full funny-cartoon-haha effect), and afterwards we went to Abby's house party. There were quite a number of good-lookers around! It was pretty fun, although my definition of fun may not be entirely accurate because I can have fun in any place with a dance floor and good music. Zhi's a natural dancer! So sizzling and hot. Tee hee.


Went to school today for a strange, time-consuming series of rehearsals, involving psychotic gong-bangers and bitchy gay stage runners. But those are stories for another day. Let's just say I have a good dose of Attitude Problem injected into my veins by the most freaky-deaky SMU peeps. During our short time on stage, we tried out the whole dance twice. The second time was supposed to be a full-out performance. Michelle ended up twisting her ankle something bad. I hope she's all right. It looks painful to me!


Can't really get around to doing my readings and studying and finishing up on my Biz Law presentation now. My mind's on shopping. I really really need to shop. I need so many things, like a new bag, new shoes, new eyeshadows (I want a turqoise shade!), and new everything else! I'm so deprived that I've resorted to reading glossy magazines to keep my shopping urge at bay. I so so so want to go and check out the sales out there! And it's not like I don't have a real need for shopping. Need to get G's birthday present, as well as his Valentine's pressie. I have no idea what to get and his birthday's just a mere 2 weeks from now! Oh no oh no oh no. To add on to the pressure, he told me that he's gotten his Valentine's Day present for me. It's something that he makes, apparently. Not clothes or shoes or all the other nice stuff in the world. Haha. Can't wait to see what it is. Yet also worried about my own empty hands.


My Fair Princess
a cheesy two-bit love story



He brought me flowers and asked, "Shall we dance?"



And so he took me in his arms and swung me with ease, like a light-feathered bird.


The End


Oh, happy Hari Raya Haji.

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

lesson #81: on the way down

Sick and tired of this world
There's no more air
Tripping over myself, going nowhere
Waiting, suffocating, no direction
I took a dive and


On the way down
I saw you, and you saved me from myself
And I won't forget the way you loved me
And on the way down I almost fell right through
But I held on to you


-- On The Way Down (Ryan Cabrera)


Bah. Two schooldays and already I felt like a mental wastebasket. Had two dances today - tari kipas representing SMUKI and then there's That One That's With Emix. We're repeating our Artsfest item (the one which practices I was complaining about last August). Woo-hoo. You can see how excited I am about this.


Anyway, the practice with Emix today SUCKED. 'Cos there's this one 'cluster' part where I had to stand in front and APPARENTLY BLOCKED EVERYBODY. And then the seniors said, "Huh. She's so tall, and she's in front? So funny." Well, HA-HA. Do you see me laughing? Do you?? Then when we're marking the positions, one of the seniors had to fill in the gap behind me 'cos we had some absentees today. Then she was like, whispering. "Wah... she's really tall man." Dear, I have three nice letters for you - W, T, and F. I'm sorry for sounding like a bitch but, like, hello? Just how insecure do you want me to be? So what if I'm the bloody tallest among all the dancers? That doesn't make me a big friggin' clumsy giant. In fact, fuck it. I dance well and I know it. I bloody well deserve to be bloody in front.


All angst aside, after dance was over (at 10 friggin' 30) I went to meet G, who was still hanging around in school. He didn't have to stay back 'til so late, so I really appreciate the fact that he waited. And speaking of guys, I was having dinner with G and Nicole when the topic of him smoking came up. He's more or less stopped smoking now, but last year whenever we went clubbing, he'd smoke. And remembering that, I suddenly realised that I really do like my guys bad. I love seeing a pretty boy smoke! It gives them that edge. So sexy. I love a 'been there done that' kind of guy. But of course, it's not so nice when a guy smokes too much and can't stop. So N, please cut down on those ciggy-wiggies, all right? Else you'll end up old before your time with a stinky breath.


Anyway, thanks to my babe Zhi for keeping me sane today. And thanks to Celine for being insane with me while we waited for dance to start. Take care of yourself, girl! Don't let dance ruin your health. Last but not least, thanks to G for the Puma-shoe-on-library-table episode. So hilarious. Although the shoe did land on my Biz Law text afterwards, which is something to be frowned upon. You'd better lick it clean and good.

Sunday, January 16, 2005

lesson #101: the girl who has it all

Feeling really really happy! For once things around me are all going my way. Is it in the stars? Is Mars clouding Jupiter shadowing Venus booty-shaking Mercury? Whatever it is, I AM GLAD. Happy. Titilated. Effusive. Burbling up to the brim with joy.


It started out with the arrival of my allowance. Yep. THE allowance. No more picking half-eaten sodden bread off the streets for me. No more crouching on one corner asking for handouts. No more sipping on one chocolate martini hoping it'll last me throughout the night. Most importantly, no more gulping down my saliva as I stare at shop windows upon shop windows. My dear Forever 21, a fairweather friend, is back being my friend for 'tis true - the fair weather is here!


A great discovery was unearthed as I rested my eyes upon the numbers written across the digital weighing machine. It says 45.0 kg. The most glorious pairing of numbers I've chanced upon for the last six fat months. Man, I love my flat tummy. Can't help checking out my reflection whenever there is a reflective surface around. Restroom mirrors, glass panes, back of spoons...


Lastly, I am in my MA Professor's good books. Very good books, I should say. All thanks to Prof Gan, my FA Prof last term. Prof Gan apparently gave some VERY good recommendations. Prof Khoo, the MA Prof, actually used the phrase 'singing praises of you'. Glee. I'm not even sure what I did to make Prof Gan think I'm such a good student. But I must've made a deep impression. And I'm glad. Very very glad. That's my class participation taken care of. With luck, the Profs are gonna start spreading the 'Good, Monica!' news to every other accountancy profs in SMU and the rest of my life in accountancy will be smooth-sailing. Ooh la la.


Sweet, baby!

Friday, January 14, 2005

lesson #31: rich girl

This just in: my scholarship allowance is here!


WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!


Time to party the way it should be done: hard. Hubba hubba!

lesson #110: of commitments and love and such and such

Have just watched Raising Helen on DVD. It's kind of a mediocre movie... But I think Kate Hudson is really pretty so I watched it anyway. And strangely enough, the fact that it was mediocre and kinda choppy made it feel more REAL to me. It felt not so scripted. The romance part especially. There's this pastor who asked Kate Hudson out and he got turned down twice by her. But in the end she gave in. I'm fascinated by the pastor's reaction when he got rejected. Think it's kind of adorable.


They didn't really show the romance between Kate Hudson and the pastor. Like, no scenes of them in bed, or them making out passionately, or whatever. The movie just showed a lot of companionship. Settled-downness. And it looked pretty beautiful from this side of the television screen.


In the movie, there was also this male model who was Kate Hudson's old flame. He's so hot and yummy! I want him for myself. Let me at him! The lines that he said were just so sexy.
Kate Hudson: You know you're not supposed to take clothes from the photoshoot.
Hottie model: Well, then will you help me take them off?
Rawrrrr. Delish!


Well anyway, the male model's not the point. The point is that, as an aftermath of watching the movie, I began to wonder if I'd ever get settled down. The thought of marriage is freaky-deaky. The thought of children is brrrrrr. However, the thought of finding that perfect someone for ever after is, right now, lookin' good. I don't think I'm ready though. What if, in the long term, you get bored? I think my perfect partner (I'm just speaking hypothetically here, I KNOW that there's no such thing as a perfect partner) has to be a party person. He has to know how to have fun. Yet at the same time, he has to be a good guy underneath that wild persona. He's got to have two different layers to him. An extrovert outer layer, yet an introvert inner layer.


Speaking of boredom, the girls who have boyfriends in SAF have got it good, I think. Granted, you don't get to see your boyfriend much, but that's the whole point. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Since you don't see each other often, you can't really get bored of seeing each other. It's like, every occasion is that little bit more special. And since your boyfriend isn't in school with you, there's a greater avenue for making new friends and interacting with more people in school.


This is just a tiny reflection of mine, by the way. Not intended to complain about G. Yeah, we do see each other every day in school. Hence, in order to keep boredom at bay, we've had to resort to certain extremes.



Nice? I directed this photoshoot.



Dance!



G looks absolutely gorgeous here. Love it!



Our virgin maggie mee.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

lesson #92: the girl who sleeps

I should really be reading AS textbook right now, but instead I opted to write in my blog! Just have no mood to read. This term's courses are really work-oriented. Although I kind of like being carried away in the hustle and bustle of school life, I also resent the fact that school life is the only kind of life that I've been having.


Have also been sleeping a lot. Like, a whole lot. Yesterday, I finished school at noon. Ate lunch at Adam Road, went home, then fell asleep until I had to go back to school for Patron's Day dance practice. We're doing this Javanese fan dance, by the way. The dance is all right. But I find practices pretty boring 'cos there's really no challenge. My mind just drifts away every time. Blah.


Went brisk-shopping with Zhi today. G tagged along and he'd pant doggy-style whenever I gestured for him to follow. It's so funny. Bought a pair of earrings from (yeah yeah, you guessed it) Forever 21. They're huge pink glassy diamonds, going for only $7. Woot! Also noticed a change in G. Usually when I browsed around a shop, he'll just stand in one place and be bored quietly. But now he actually gives me constructive comments of whether a top or a pair of pants will look good on me. Speaking of pants, tried on a pair of stripey pants from Mango. They were size 0 and I could fit into them. MWAHA. I'm not that fat after all. But back to G - I really appreciate his effort to be more attentive to my shopping needs. I love him for that!

Saturday, January 08, 2005

lesson #96: funkamania 2005

Wow. I'm really glad I went. So proud of our Emix seniors. They're so hot! Sizzling! Not even referring to their hot-pants costume. Really enjoyed their performance. Maybe, like Celine said, we're biased. But still, I thought it was really good. They got through to the finals along with 11 other teams (there were 21 teams competing at the prelims just now).


Funkamania Finals - evening of 28th Jan 2005 outside Taka. Come and support Emix and show your SMU lurrrrve! Won't regret it. The dance is absafalutely fabbo.


Saw a few other great performances. I loved the booty-shaking of the girls from Hamzah's team. The strength, techniques and energy of another team, an all-guys group, were just amazing. They're one strong contender for first position. Although the 'curtain' hairstyle of one of the guys is really yucko. Looks like a twisted version of a boyband member. And Fen's boyfriend is a good dancer.


There were also some glitches involved with the performances. PA system really screwed up. Reminded me of NJ days. They always, always screw up during dance performances! Luckily for our Emix seniors, they insisted that the PA crew played the song they were dancing to from start to finish when they were testing. Oh, and a girl's halter string broke and exposed her undergarment. Feel so sorry for her. It's one of the unluckiest things that could happen when you're performing.


Afterwards went to meet G at Queensway where he had a photo shoot for his modelling gig. The setting was kind of amateurish, not sophisticated at all. Promised G I won't mention any details, so my lips are sealed. Let's just say when I think back on it... *thinks back* ... LOL.


Went to Zouk last night. Groove Armada supposedly played (heard this from Zhi today) and I didn't even know. Was at Phuture the whole time last night, except for the first one hour. Me and Jing got to drink our complimentary housepours and then were treated to martinis by Benny the SAF lover. That boyfriend of hers is really one big BULLY! I don't wanna be around him when I get high. There were really some gross guys on the dance floor. Drunk, disorderly, and leery. Unfortunately they were also beefy so any intentions of mine to step on their toes were quickly retracted. Fortunately we've got Ben the Big Bully to the rescue.

Friday, January 07, 2005

lesson #22: coda

Was skimming through previous blog entries and found this from somewhere around early August of last year.

"lesson #55: five tips for a woman


From a forwarded email...


1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job.
2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.
3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.
4. It is important that a man loves you and spoils you.
5. It is important that these four men don't know each other."


I don't need 1. Number 2, 3, and 4 are fulfilled by G. And yet.


Yet I keep on wanting more. Expecting more. I suppose you could call me greedy... I'm just never satisfied with what I have. There always seems to be something missing. Today I told G that I'm bored. Which is the truth. But he didn't take it too well and became upset. And then I had to go and apologise to him and try to make things well, closely analogous to cleaning up a spilled bowl of soup which I'd purposefully tipped off.


What do I want? I want romance and electricity. That special bzzzzt when we kiss. I want my toes to tingle. I want to be charmed by a bright, witty personality.


You promised me a maggie mee kiss.

Thursday, January 06, 2005

lesson #2: cor. blimey!

How to get rid of your Food Hangover, ie. that post-holiday weight gain!


Hide the Scale!You won't like what you see.
A combination of fat, sugar, salt and alcohol leads to bloating and fluid retention, pushing the number on the scale even higher. Don't panic! A few days of healthy eating, drinking water and regular exercise will get rid of this excess and give you a true reflection of your weight.


Drink Water! Drink Water! Drink Water!
Rather than rushing to the scale to assess how much damage you've done, get a glass of water. And then another. And another. Keep drinking water throughout the day. Water is a natural diuretic and thus a great way to wash away those toxins and prevent fluid retention. You could start by drinking warm water with lemon. Warm water is less shocking to your system and the citric acid jumpstarts your digestion.


Up Your Calorie Burn... With A Nap!
Sleep is a secret agent in the war on weight. Bad sleep boosts stress hormones in the body. This makes blood sugars fluctuate even more wildly, leaving you hungry and staggering out to forage for more high-fat comfort goodies. A short 15-minute nap or quiet rest could do more good than the punitive 3-hour gym session you were planning.


(source: eDiets)

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

lesson #11: the rebirth of the smu life

Am gonna be so sleepy tomorrow morning. It's 00.30 am and I'm still writing my blog. I haven't done readings for Finance and MA yet. And I'm setting my handphone alarm to 5.30 am. I have to set it to such an ungodly hour due to the fact that my straight hair can only be washed in the morning. If I shampoo it tonight it won't be dry enough when I sleep. And then it'll get bent out of shape while I sleep, and I'll have the hair of a mental patient tomorrow morning. Neuuu... I can't allow that to happen.


So school started today. Monday, 3 January 2005. A momentous occasion which shall forever be engraved in the history of momentous occasions. Had morning MA class (8.30! Ack! It's like suffering from an eternal jetlag). The class was all right. My project group is already formed. The scary stuff's gonna follow soon. After the class, met Zhi, Chris, Sheryl and Tim. Later on G commented that Zhi's eyelashes were very nice. I introduced him to the wonders of mascara by putting it on next to him. Yeah, you heard that right - I have acquired my dream mascara! Woo hoo!


Panoramic Curl is really good! It opens up your eyes, fanning out your eyelashes. It adds length and definition as well. The lashes curl up and stay curled up for a long time. When applied, the goop masks your lashes nicely without clumping. It doesn't weigh down the lashes, too! I'll recommend it to anyone.


Had my first late afternoon Finance class, the 3.30 - 6.45 pm slot. It's pretty bad timing actually, since dance will resume from next week onwards and the class starts at 7 pm sharp. I hope the Finance prof isn't one of those profs who love to torture the students by releasing them late. I so hate rushing!


After the class ended early at around 6, went to Bugis Junction to resume my Amore package. I'm now taking 4 classes in a month. Had jazz with an instructor from NUS Ensemble. He's such a himbo! He dances very well tho, much more graceful than most girls. This jazz class marks the first step in regaining my fitness level. Am gonna go for kickboxing and sweat like mad and tone up those abs again. Have to reduce fat percentage to 16%. On with it!



While waiting for jazz. Was combing my hair (only put up the pic cos I looked skinny). G had his hair cut. Looks much more manly-stylish.

Sunday, January 02, 2005

lesson #80: did you hear the school bells?

Settled some school stuff today. Bought a new pen and a case of pencil lead. Checked SMU email and discovered that - dun dun dunnnn! - my prof for Finance uses the same text that my dad used last term (dad's taking his masters degree). So I don't need to buy a brand new text. Plus I can ask my dad if there are stuff inside the book that I don't understand. Kick butt! The discovery also reduces the probability of me dropping that course. Since I already have the required text for this term, it'll be a waste if I drop the course only to apply for it again when I'm in Year 2, when a new edition will have most likely come out.


Am thinking of selling my Comms textbook. It looks amazingly untouched. That may be because it is amazingly untouched. Hopefully it'll fetch at $20 or so. I bought it for around $35, I think. And then I'll use the money to buy L'oreal's Panoramic Curl! My dream mascara. They're having a 20% discount and also a promotion: buy 1 L'oreal Panoramic Curl and 1 duo eyeshadow for just $22! Thing is so far I haven't seen any shade of eyeshadow that attracts me. But I'm sure that'll change tomorrow! Hehehahahahahaaa...

Saturday, January 01, 2005

lesson #166: super duper sad on new year's day

Some of the firsts I have done on the first day of 2005:
1. Woke up for the first time
2. Washed my hair for the first time
3. Came home for the first time
4. Ran on the treadmill for the first time
5. Ate dinner for the first time
6. Wrote on the blog for the first time
7. Felt sadness and anxiety for the first time


What a way to start the year, eh? Not sure how the sadness crept in. I was happily watching Kill Bill Vol. 2 (ok, maybe not that happily watching Kill Bill Vol. 2... The eyeball scene was pretty squirmy) and then the movie ended. And then I kept the DVD. And then... And then it happened.


I can't really come into terms with the fact that I'll have to start going to school again in just two days. I feel this apprehension within me that's stopping me from being excited about starting a brand-new term.


I'll be honest with you. I haven't got much real friends in SMU. Oh, I know people who know people who know me. People I make small talk with. But I haven't got a real buddy-buddy kind of friendship with anyone in any of my classes. It's weird. Sometimes I feel I totally belong in SMU yet at other times, I feel totally alone. Right now, that alone feeling is what is engulfing me.


And another thing that's worrying me. It's that P word again. Oh yes. the p-p-p-puh word. Oh man... Period. Can't live with ya, can have a baby without ya. Tonight I'm more worried about its absence rather than its uncomfortable presence. Ugh, I so hate it when it plays the stupid peek-a-boo game with me. The more I try not to think about it, the more I DO think about it. I am a very sad person right now. If you poke me, I might just burst into a giant furry ball of sadness. Or not.