Wednesday, August 31, 2005

lesson #220: TA-TA for now

Sent a withdrawal email directed to the people in charge of Asoc elections as well as the other candidates. I hope I don't live to regret this rather weird decision. And not to worry, the reason I'm pulling out is nothing scandalous. But shall not divulge it in this blog. Too lazy to type it out. It is very very long.


Hopefully I'll have TA work to keep me busy. Prof Khoo, my MA (Management Accounting) Prof, apparently recommended me to a Prof who's now teaching MA. I want to get this position so badly! Finally something to add colour to my resume. I SO want this to work out! Hopefully hopefully hopefully something will be going right for me for once. I'll need to do a recap on MA again though, because I've kinda err sorta forgotten everything.


Reminiscing about someone whom I shouldn't be reminiscing about (no worries though G, he's safely ensconced in another girl's embrace, and I in yours). And all of this, just because of a casual chat with Syd and Yang about a pair of cha-cha dancers. I missed my opportunity with him and from time to time, I still get pangs of regret about it. I was the one who'd made him go away, I was the one not showing interest. I'm not sure if I had been with him, I'd have ended up in this path with G. So maybe things happen for a reason? I got to have a fun yet exposive relationship with N, followed by a fun yet also explosive relationship with G. Hmmm. Can't help thinking of what-ifs though, as unhealthy as they are.

Monday, August 29, 2005

lesson #224: my headache is like a korean drama

Have been having a continuous headache for 4 days. It just seems never-ending! Am getting quite frustrated now. Can't even do my readings because head feels like a mini disco club. This is crap. And ever since SMU switched to random clinics coverage instead of Raffles, the service has been crap. If you're an SMU student, please try to avoid the clinic at Paragon. The waiting time is just too long, because you have to queue behind several people doing health checks, and a health check takes up a couple of hours. So now I'm at a loss as to which clinic I should visit. It was much better last year with Raffles Medical's coverage! And the doc at the Takashimaya clinic was nice and friendly and efficient. Sob. I miss Raffles already!


Some people may know that I dropped my *confirmed* MPW bid last week due to reasons related to Gary. Well, I re-bidded and I didn't get it. Luckily I managed to get a Company Law class together with Yang! Hopefully this term's courses won't prove too heavy though I have a feeling they would be. In random order we have, drumrolls please:


1. Accounting Information Systems
2. Audit & Assurance
3. Corporate Reporting & Financial Analysis
4. Computer as an Analysis Tool
5. Company Law


Zzz... Thees eez not goot.


Note: Running for Asoc exco. Yes! Me! Running! You can push your jaws up now. Some people have expressed displeasure / disbelief at me running, Gary has expressed both. Specifically he said that I am being fake and inconsiderate of others who deserve the posts more. Well, I say if you're displeased, then tell it to my face. Am running 'cos I have previous experience and I'm good and nowhere did it say that you have to be one of the elite few to be able to run. Anyway, chances are slim I'll get in due to the berth of network of some people so what's up with the fuss? I really thought people wouldn't take me seriously at all when I wanted to run. Suddenly they're taking it so seriously, I almost feel scandalous.

Friday, August 26, 2005

lesson #221: time to slap myself

Get over it. Life throws me shit and it's time for me to throw it back (with double the smelliness because you know how shit decomposes and all that stuff).


Not worth my time and energy to wail over a guy. Sadness and helplessness are all unnecessary emotions which cannot bring anyone results through feeling them. Besides, heartbreak is not exactly a matter of life and death, is it? I've still got all my limbs intact, I don't have pneumonia or dengue fever, my internal organs are all functioning properly. So. Must exercise my thoughts on something better. Like where to do my eyebrows? (There's comfort and peace in being shallow. I believe if a genius like Einstein had just gone to the movies once in a while, his hair wouldn't have looked so bad.)

Thursday, August 25, 2005

lesson #215: as soapy as the OC

I don't want him to get it. If he gets it, he'll be extremely busy and I'll be left with nothing. I'll be all alone, worse than when I started out. He'll be busy and I'll always be waiting, in the dark, and it makes it even worse that I'm not in the dance exco, I'll feel even more of a sad case that he's got so much to do and I... nothing. And like I said, I'll just be waiting. Waiting for God knows what.


Is this time? Is this finally spiralling to an end? I feel like an evil villain wishing bad luck to him, when even my friends are supporting him. I don't want to feel all this negativity. Why must it turn out like this. A series of events, making up the funnel of a whirlpool which, in the end, will swallow me into the darkness.


I'm really really afraid of the future. I realise that most of my posts now are coloured with bleakness and that saddens me.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

lesson #194: curious and curiouser

This was on MSN Today:


Fashion Profiles: Your Sun Sign Predicts What You Should Wear


Libra


The Scales make the best shopping buddy. Because of your excellent taste, off-the-rack is usually not quite good enough. Friends and family know to come to you during a fashion crisis, if they have the time to wait for you to make up your mind (Haha. How true!). Standing in front of your closet in the morning is a case of so many choices, so little time (truer and truer...). You know everything in there works, the trick is to decide which one works best today. When your paycheck comes, you go shopping, and darn any price tag that gets in your way. You're a trendsetter when it comes to spicing up a classical look. Always tailored and impeccable, you still manage to keep up with the hottest trends in your own way. There's no throwing on an outfit in the morning, you put yourself together so you're head-to-toe in synch.


There are no extraneous piercings on your body, if you have an earring in your right ear, there's one in your left as well (Hmmm. How did they know these things??). Everything you wear is balanced, from your choice of color to the distance between the pinstripes on your suit. Your makeup is so impeccable that it almost looks like you're not wearing any (I do wear make-up, OK! It's just very subtle...). Jewelry, too, only serves to highlight your best features. The rich shade of the sapphire works best with your desire for comfortable blue tones (Eck. This one's wrong). Libra loves to shop, and it shows.


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Have been assigned a big locker at school, equipped with a shoe compartment and enough space for clothes-hanging. I'd say - a big locker today, a walk-in closet tomorrow! Can't wait to buy textbooks so that I can put them in the locker. Which is completely the wrong reason to buy texts, eh?


While reading Sherlock Holmes (no school today!) I discovered that the book Curious Incident copied its title from a phrase in The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.


Excerpt from The Memoirs... By Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Silver Blaze -
"Is there any point to which you would wish to draw my attention?"
"To the curious incident of the dog in the night-time."
"The dog did nothing in the night-time."
"That was the curious incident," remarked Sherlock Holmes.


And I realise I'm still at heart a groupie. I love Sherlock Holmes and want to marry him. Haha. Must add this to my birthday wishlist: Sherlock Holmes, The Complete Novels and Stories, Vol II.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

lesson #209: I'm not really okay

Did not get into dance exco. Hurts to think that the people sitting inside the SR last night did not think highly enough of me to vote me in. A serious blow to the ego but much much worse than that, I hear the sound of my dream shattering.


Pep talk with G reminded me that this is not the end of everything. Somewhere along the way, I've mixed up my passion for dance with passion for Emix. Emix does not equal dance. Dance is a much bigger thing, and Emix merely a slice of the pie. G made me realise that if it comes to the point of such soreness that I can't bear to be in the group anymore, then I can always set up another dance club. It worked well enough for NUS.


I am slightly regretting accepting to perform for Freshmen Bash. The practice will steal a lot of rest time away from me. And what's the point of Emix taking so much away when it doesn't really give me back anything? What have I gotten, so far? The feeling of animosity, and disappointment, and dissatisfaction.


G, thanks for reminding me that this is not the end of everything, that the paths are always branching out instead of being a one-way street. And I'm eternally grateful to the people I've talked to, the people who have been so nice and supportive.


I know a leader is supposed to be able to pick herself up, bounce back and continue pursuing her dream et cetera. And I will do that, just not at this hour. For now, I wanna be sulky and moody and in mourning. And anyway, (I can't resist being bitchy) how the hell am I supposed to be a leader now when there's nothing to lead?? Maybe I should lead a bunch of chickens across the road, so that I can solve the old-age question: Why did the chicken cross the road? A: Because I led it. Ha. That is so not funny. Shall not make jokes when I'm not happy.

lesson #207: finally something to brighten up the day

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!


Got chosen to perform for Freshman Bash. Together with Syd, Kunz, Mich, Nic and Candace. Think it's quite a fair decision too, 'cos Jun, Vida and Jess got to do the Hotline item for Convo. Fair picks overall!


I want to do a good job for this performance. The day after the performance, at 8.45 am, will be my Basic Theory Test. Not sure how I'll be able to study for it but I'm sure I'll manage. Let me just bask in happiness for a while, because the rest of the day had been sucky.


Sucky incident #1:
I checked out the vacancies left for my MPW class and voila! A total of 30 vacancies are available for bidding still. Out of 40. And the lowest bid was ten bucks. And I bidded 12 bucks for it. So I was feeling super stingy and wanted to save two bucks and consulted G about dropping our current bids and then bidding a lower price (namely ten bucks). He said 'OK' so I dropped my bid, assuming he will do the same.


You know where I'm going, don't you? He did NOT do the same. He reconsidered it and on second thoughts decided that dropping the confirmed bid will be too risky. I felt... well, betrayed. And cheated. And wronged. And all the other sucky feelings in the world. This situation kinda reminds me of an old Canto movie with Anita Mui in it, and she was playing the ghost of a woman who took a poison thinking that her star-crossed lover would do the same, but actually in the end the lover did NOT take the poison so she died feeling alone and stupid and became a ghost.


Sucky incident #2:
Dance elections. I think I screwed up my speech, because I was so confident that I know all of the answers when I was sitting down waiting for my turn to speak. But then it's a different thing when you're actually giving your speech. Your throat clogged up, your tongue felt sticky and dry, and you can't stop fiddling with the jacket you borrowed from Syd. Oh well, all out of my hands now.


Oh, met Anna just now and while we were talking she said that I'm always bitching on my blog, all just because I made a passing comment that one girl looked like a watermelon. Eh, I don't think I bitch really. Surely I'm not that bad! Right?

Sunday, August 21, 2005

lesson #222: convocation

The 2005 freshmen intakes are kinda an unenthusiastic bunch! Disappointed to see that they were streaming out of the Suntec convention hall in the middle of the rock concert. Last year, more people stayed for the rock concert (which occurs after the proper freshmen-welcoming speeches thingummy). People were standing on chairs and waving their ties and scarves around, for goodness' sake. Am quite sad for the bands, which actually sound quite good but under-appreciated.



A mirror-reflection photo. Turns out quite nice huh!



Me with Vida. She looks super pretty!



A nice group pic!



Syd and I, after the performance. I love this pic!



Look! I know the 'Freshmen Manager', whatever that means! Haha.



Before the preparations started... Sleepy and clean-faced.



My boyfriend, and the picture that made him the winner of Manhunt '05. Not.



We get one of these cuties each from Nic and Alex (P & VP of Emix)! Mine's the cow. Super cute!

Saturday, August 20, 2005

lesson #219: Harry Potter And The Wifebeatered Hip-Hoppers

A number of things have happened since the last time I blogged...


1. Finished reading Harry Potter And The Half-Blood Prince. It's a surprisingly good read. I didn't really like the last few books (because people die stupid deaths in them) but this one has got me hooked, and I'm not even that much of a fan. Can't wait for the next book to come out! Hope it's equally as long. I love a long good read. Makes you feel like the good stuff will never end, but when it does end, you feel contented.


2. Passed my basic evaluation. Took it this morning, actually. Scored 91% when the passing mark is 90%, so I barely skimmed the surface. I want to do better for the real basic theory test! Skimming the surface is rather dangerous. So I've booked for the earliest basic date which is 3 Sep, which is the day after SMU's freshman bash. And my test starts at 8.45 am in the morning. Great eh? But I figured it'll be all right. I will complain a bit more and then get used to the fact. It's really much better than the alternative, which is to wait til 16 Sep for the test, four weeks from now.


3. Configured my laptop's network connections so as to be able to access the new school network. Waited piss ages for the configuration CD, then found out you actually don't really need the CD. What the CD does is just to automatically do the configuration for you, when you can actually do it manually by opening the Network Connections option and stuff like that. Sure it'll be complicated, but it beats waiting piss ages for the configuration CD.


4. Went for The Last Mambo (surprisingly not as crowded as I'd have thought The Last Mambo would be) and hung out at Phuture all of the time. Came with the Bitch Club (Mag, PS, and VVVV) in a cab with Mr Boyfriend. Later on joined Syd and Changqi, then Kunz and Mich came.


5. It's now close to 2 am in the morning and tomorrow am performing for Convo with the rest of the dancers. Can't say 'with the rest of the dance girls' (which was what I typed at first) because there are also dance guys. Reporting time's 11.45 am. Hopefully can wake up earlier and then I'll have time to buy some hairpins and rubber bands.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

lesson #211: a gift in the inbox

RE: ACCT 202: Audit & Assurance
James WONG
To:
Cc:


Hi! A follow up to my earlier message. Please disregard the earlier uploaded materials to SMU Vista if you happen to have accessed them previously. I have made some minor changes to the Lesson Plan and the slides, and also added a file on "Additional Reference Material".


Sorry for any confusion caused.


Regards, James


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This e-mail reads like a slap in the face to me. A sudden reminder that school is starting next week. As in, SCHOOL. IS STARTING. NEXT WEEK. Reading materials and lectures and projects and textbooks and booking rooms and toilet breaks and libraries and quizzes and seducing professors!


I don't think I am up to it yet.


Big gulp, and not as tasty as the 7-11 one.


Nota Bene: Played mahjong just now. Won a coupla games. I think I'm getting the hang of it! And getting quite addicted too. Zhi, Yang, Gary - when's the next game!

Monday, August 15, 2005

lesson #217: love lessons learnt

Realised a couple of things through chatting with Jun during dance just now. Didn't know why, the thoughts suddenly popped into my head out of nowhere. These things are:


1. When in a quarrel with your significant other, try to think through those angry words that you might wanna say. Usually mean things are exchanged in an attempt to hurt the other party, but what we don't realise is that in the end, the words will come back to hurt us like a boomerang. Might as well keep quiet rather than say things that you'll regret.


2. In accompaniment to point number 1, try to cool both you and your partner down. This is SO easier said than done, especially in the heat of the moment! But it's really a good tactic, because once both parties cool down, it's easier to start talking nicely.


3. Usually arguments will come to a standstill. To use war terms, it's like when you're in a siege and neither party want to yield (ie. be the first to say 'sorry'). You might not think you are very sorry at the mo, but somebody has to start apologising first and if the partner's still looking pretty stubborn and bull-like after the first 2 points have been done, there's no choice but to sacrifice that pride for peace. (Stooping low and apologising when you think you're in the right might feel sucky, but try to see it from an outsider's point of view. The more humble, cool-headed, mature person is always regarded with more respect.)


Aren't they deep?? Cool huh. Now all I need to do is follow my own advice.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

lesson #214: here's an alliteration for you - bloated beyond belief

Went shopping with Zhi yesterday. Spent a modest $70 (modest as compared to Zhi, whose total expenditure I shall not disclose here) on a white halter dress and silicone nipple covers. Yes, you heard that right! The silicone covers are actually very useful. $19.90 from Topshop, they're definitely worth it. Every woman should have one pair! You'll be able to wear all sorts of backless tops with them, and they don't look as gross as the more common silicone bras, which just look like slabs of fish meat. These covers are self-adhesive, re-usable, easy to store and fit all sizes due to their shape.


Wore the dress to a nice dinner with Gary just now. We went to Fosters, which is a posh English cafe. The flavours of the food there are rich, and the dishes are so darn filling! We started off with deep-fried calamari (on second thought, we shouldn't have had them because the main course was filling enough), accompanied by Black Russian (me) and Royal/Tia Maria (him). While on the appetizer we were also given complimentary bread. I think it's sourdough because of the richness of the taste, and the chewy yet soft texture. And their butter isn't oily at all. It's so smooth and milky that it doesn't feel 'fat'.


On to the main course. Gary had roast beef accompanied by Yorkshire pudding (which was yummy!), potato balls and veg (the carrot is heavenly). The roast beef is subtly aromatic. You can just get a hint of spices that are just very... English. I had pork sausages with the sides being mashed potatoes (the smoothest mashed potatoes I have tasted yet), baked beans (yummy! I love my beans) and crispy salty strips of bacon. The sausage! Its juice burst in your mouth, creating a distinct flavour which makes you feel that it's worth it to pay so much for a bunch of sausages.


For dessert, we had crepes! Mine's topped with banana slices and a generous helping of home-made chocolate syrup. Gary's was served with strawberries and marmalade sauce. The crepe's thin so the taste of flour was minimised. Combined with banana and silky vanilla ice cream... Mmmm. Unfortunately we were both already feeling a bit full when dessert was served (didn't prevent HIM from polishing off his dessert though).


The food was good. So you can roughly estimate the kind of money that he was paying. But great food aside, tonight's date (for it does feel like a date, a rather magical one) was wonderful! We both dressed up and fell in love a little more with each other. It was really nice snuggling up to each other after dinner, as if each of the nook and cranny of our bodies are meant to fit together. But eh... I'm not talking about the joining of THAT nook with THAT cranny all right!


Am gonna wear to bed the ring that I won from him through a bet. It just feels like that kind of night.

Friday, August 12, 2005

lesson #144: it's all about mememememe

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Mon
2. Monica
3. MMMM


THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. patapatapeppy2 (I was 14 and an angsty teenager)
2. mon
3. Err... 'want to hear THE puzzle of the century? prepare for bimboness'


THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My legs. I love my legs.
2. My fingernails.
3. My obliques, when I had them.


THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My height. Actually, I only started disliking it after I joined Emix.
2. My tummy. It's just gross.
3. My roots. Bleargh.


THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. I love Indo food. Indo food is the best food around. Not sure if food is considered as heritage though.
2. Hongbaos.
3. Comics translated into Indo. Again, not really heritage huh.


THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Gooey green caterpillars. EW!
2. Being stuck in an elevator with no means of contacting the outside world
3. Losing the people I love


THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Contact lenses
2. Perfume! Either Island Kiss or Rio
3. Facial wash


THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Specs
2. Old nightdress
3. Undies


THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:
1. Black Eyed Peas
2. John Mayer
3. Britney


THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:
1. My Humps
2. Get Low
3. Don't Phunk


THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:
1. Being the first priority
2. Freedom
3. Financially comfortable


TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
1. My bank account only has $20
2. I have gone on 2 consecutive dates in a day
3. I've had a crush on one SMU prof


THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Good-looker with a relatively nice complexion
2. Darker skin tone than me
3. Built. Defined abs with no hint of 'boobs'


THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Dance
2. Shop
3. Party


THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Get a toned tummy
2. Brush my teeth
3. Shit all my fats away


THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:
1. CEO of an MNC
2. Financial Analyst for Square Enix, so hopefully I'll get free games from them. Haha, kiddish huh?
3. Psychologist


THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. New York
2. Paris
3. Bangkok!


THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:
1. Natasha
2. Chanel
3. Henri


THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Date 50 guys and finally finding The One
2. Be filthy rich
3. Spend all my filthy riches


THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
1. I act heartlessly sometimes
2. I play PC/PS2/GBA games
3. I pick my nose (but in private!)


THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:
1. I love make-up
2. I have girly/bitchy chats with my girlfriends
3. I notice how fat/skinny other girls are


THREE FEMALE CELEB CRUSHES:
1. Jessica Alba
2. Nicole Kidman
3. Britney


THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:
1. VVVV
2. Zhi
3. Gary (haha)

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

lesson #203: the shoes make a fashionably late entrance

(Shoes meme passed on from Kunz)

Total no. of shoes: 25 wearables, 6 unwearables


1. Black butterfly heels from... Bata! Yes I know what you're thinking. 'Bata? Ew.' But they really look not bad! And pretty steady too. One of my clubbing shoes. Despite their thinness those heels are sturdy.
2. Suede-ish Adidas with lime green stripes and pink logo. I love this pair! Nice to dance on and nice to look at. They look much better when they were still clean, though.
3. Brown URS slippers. Kinda frayed around the edges but I still wear them everywhere because they are sooo comfy.



4. Black glittery beach (?) slippers. Forgot I had these. Think mum bought them from Bali. They're actually quite pretty!
5. Also from Bali and equally as forgotten.
6. My prom shoes! Black diamante heels with gorgeous ankle straps from URS. They're a bit painful to wear for long distances so only reserved for special occasions. Though I did club in them once!



7. Denim heels, URS. Was on sale so only cost me $19! Forgot I had these.
8. Charles and Keith baby blue heels. They look so candy-like on display that I had to have them. Rarely worn 'cos not that comfortable. But I have fond memories of the purchase. Shall never forget that day.
9. Chunky Bata shoes for the Anything Goes musical. We didn't have to pay for them and we get to keep them. Cool eh?



10. Green X:odus wedges. Sooo funky and cushiony. Love 'em! Remember wearing them during the cruise. Those were the days...
11. Pink kitten heels, from God-knows-what brand. Very cheap and very blister-inducing.
12. Dance night heels! Will you believe we actually danced hip-hop in these shoes because we haven't got time to change? Everybody liked the dance though so that's all right.



13. Black slingback from X-square. Another pair of shoes with a (rather weird) story to tell.
14. Brown URS heels with ankle straps. Looks kinda sexy on. And quite comfortable too. I remember Fel borrowed them for her prom night.
15. White Adidas with shiny nude stripes. I forgot I had these! My first Adidas pair.



16. Charles & Keith brown kitten heels. If you squint you can see that the tips are quite worn. That's what clubbing does to your shoes so kids, be cool, don't club, and keep your shoes nice!
17. Tropical X:odus slippers. Nice eh? But the candy-coloured baubles are rather loose so I don't dare wear them for long walking distances.
18. Holey Adidas pair with baby blue stripes. These are actually cycling shoes but I use them for dance.



19. Bloch jazz shoes. Look chunky eh? But they're extremely good for turnings.
20. Silver Mary Jane's which I've hardly worn because they're uncomfortable and tacky-looking. Don't know what possessed me to buy them. I think it was last year during the craze for Mary Jane's. Oh MJ MJ... just go back to Spiderman!
21. Black leather slings from URS. Rather expensive, but they're the most comfortable pointed-toe pair of shoes I have ever known.



22. Black pointy-toed court shoes. I call 'em my Aladdin's. Bought them with Yang and Zhi. I made them go back into the shop so that I could buy the shoes after much second thoughts!
23. Black heels with slinky long straps from VNC. Seriously sexy and seriously painful. This pair means business.
24. My fave pair! Pink pumps from Indivi. I like!


And the rest...
25. Recently-bought maroon beach slippers. They were only $4 and I needed them to survive Asoc camp.
26. Red Sketchers trackies. Still functional but I don't think I'll ever wear them again. Look too chunky and big on me.
27. Brown URS kitten heels. My fave pair for clubbing and shopping but so much walking had worn off the soles. Sob. Found a replacement pair (No. 16) but really, it's never gonna be the same.
28. Nude beach slippers, spoiled strap.
29. Red beach slippers, too frayed.
30. White flats, too worn.
31. Wine glittery slippers, frayed to pieces.


People I am passing this baton to:
My babe VVVV and my babe Zhi.

Monday, August 08, 2005

lesson #193: who needs plastic surgery when you have the sun?

Want bee-stung lips? Great tip: make your way down to Sentosa, bathe yourself in the sun for two days straight, go back home and wait for results to show. Your lower lip will swell to bee-stung proportions in no time! This cheap (albeit skin-damaging) method beats going to the surgeon anytime, hey?


Am back from Sentosa. The tan on my body is pretty all right but my face is scorched! The only plus point is that for some time I won't need to apply blush to get that radiant pinkish glow. The two minus points are that 1) my scalp has blisters and 2) my lower lip is swollen out of proportions.


I can take point 1). Anyway, it doesn't hurt that much now, all I need to do is use cold water when shampooing the scalp to prevent aggravation. But I can't take point 2). Yesterday the swelling was much worse. The lip was really looking big, fat and juicy - like a piece of cheese sausage. It's gone down today but inner part's still swollen so it still feels a bit funny, but at least it's a huge improvement from yesterday.


Right. Off to apply some ice.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

lesson #199: i survived

My first basic theory lesson was this morning. Freaking boring I tell you! Argh. 100 minutes of pure torture. It did get slightly interesting when the instructor got to telling us about common road signs, but given that he'd spent the past 60 minutes blabbering on about the theory test procedure, I was already too mentally drained to feel properly interested. Plus he had the tendency to pepper the end of EACH of his sentence with a nicely accented 'hor'. Righty-ho. Or should I say, Righty-hor.


But don't be mistaken, I think the session with the instructor was all right. Bearable. Can't wait to get this theory stuff over and done with, and then I could go on to achieve my lifelong dream as a road devil. Hyuk hyuk.


After which I returned home to further vegetate myself. Played Xenosaga 2 (yesterday finally beat an annoyingly difficult boss who talks too much!) for a couple of hours to get more in touch with my masculine side. It's getting really exciting and all I wanna do is get all holed up with my dear controller and just... play.


Kinda dreading the Asoc camp on Friday. Apart from the obvious reasons, I also loathe packing. Loathe as in L-O-A-F. Eh. I mean L-O-A-T-H-E. Yup yup. I LOATHE packing, because packing gives me unnecessary stress. There are just so many things to remember, so many things to check, so much mess to clear up afterwards. And after you think you've got everything, you think again and discovered you've left out something, which can make you feel extremely disillusioned. Either that or you rush off and on the road realise that you've forgotten to bring your toothbrush / comb / soap. Argh.


Having another of those interesting convo's with Zhi now (and when I say 'interesting', I do mean 'interesting'). I think if guys were to read our MSN convo's they'd just start nose-bleeding! Haha.


Uploading pictures soon. Wanna do Kunz' shoe thingummy but can't yet without snapshots.

Monday, August 01, 2005

lesson #212: spare me a moment to be maudlin

Attended Asoc Mock Camp last Saturday. Not much can be said about an event that ended early after a freak rainstorm literally blew the socks off everybody. In the middle of the camp, got a call from our dance pres who asked me to sub the seniors to do the SMUve item. It was pretty last minute because SMUve was on the next day at 7 am, and reporting time was 5.30 am. But in the end, I don't regret doing it. The costume was lots of fun, despite aching feet caused by extremely high-heeled boots and ringing ears from the elaborate, feathery headdress. I was wearing yellow and though the costume was a tad on the short side (left buttcheek was exposed) I think it looked really nice!


Straight after SMUve was Vivace, or CCA day in layman's terms. Manned the booth for a while but sadly enough, spoke to more girls than cute guys. Left shortly after watching the seniors perform because I had a magazine article to write. However at the last minute, decided to play truant and made plans for blading.


Blading plans were then cancelled and changed into a more relaxing time in town. Shopped a bit (but bought necessities, so didn't really count as shopping). Found cheap mod earrings at $4.90! They're square and with black and white stripes.


When I got home, I was pretty tired but I still have that article to write, and the deadline was just hours away. Ended up missing the deadline because I was so tired I fell asleep in front of the lappie. The article was halfway done then. Finally finished the first draft this afternoon and sent it to my editor. Hope it's not too crappy-frappy. Now on my list of things to do are 1) shopping expedition to Triumph hopefully with Syd and Jess, because I (sadly) need push-up bras 2) asking around for people to blade with! So far I've got Syd, Mich and Jun. Ms VVVV - shall we go together again, with 2LTM this time? I would very much like to see him, err, blade.


But this isn't why I'm writing. Have been having relationship problems with Gary with the result of me asking for a break. We've sort of patched up but I still have a lingering question in my mind.


How can you tell if an issue is an indication that two people are incompatible, or if they just need to put in more effort to work things out? I mean, certain issues such as a difference in religious values can be crippling for some couples. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. So how would you know whether the issue will be one to kill you, or one that'll make the relationship stronger?


I can't stand certain aspects of Gary's life. Couldn't stand them to the point of my self being filled with pure loathing whenever I see him do that thing that I can't stand. Recently we've been fighting everyday. I know that this is a sign that Things Are Not Good. Sometimes I wish relationships are simple. But I suppose simplicity will just kill the excitement out of them.


The feelings are too strong. Sometimes I wonder, what could have been. Do you really feel it the way I do. Will anything even come out of this. Don't wanna waste my time on you, but couldn't bring myself to let go either. So please. Let me know.