Tuesday, February 28, 2006

She's no more

She's pushed back but makes no attempt to resist. Let it be, she says. The light from her eyes fade slowly away. The glow around her has disappeared. She moves from the centrestage to the side, then to the back and then fades into oblivion.
Those who once adored her now ignored her. She is but a person in the background, no name, no face, no identity.
Those whom she love don't understand her. What's wrong? they ask. Nothing, she replies. It's what she can only answer. What's the point, when they would only half-listen and nod absently? To them, she is a relic, a thing of the past.

She smiles but doesn't really smile. She laughs, but doesn't truly laugh. Nobody notices. Nobody.
Does it matter who or what I was when I am left with nothing in the end?

Doesn't exist.
She's no more.

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I have a simple wish. I just need your concern and understanding. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't want to depend on anybody, but you just ain't there when I need you. You just ain't there.
Do I lie too well? Because it seems as if nobody sees through them.

Gastric pain

*frown*

Intensifying gastric pains, and I don't even know the reason why.

*frown*

Lecture cancelled

2 times in a semester.

My lecture got cancelled.

2 times in a semester.

Poor lecturer fell sick.

Should I be happy or irritated that I came to school for a project meeting, an hour tutorial and then it's home?

Whatever.

Poor Dr. Noor.

Monday, February 27, 2006

As long as nobody can tell...

Mingzhu's post

That's how fucked up I feel right now. Not the exact words, but the mood is there. I need a lot a lot a lot of company now. I don't care what I do, I want to be occupied, very occupied. I want to and I need to go watch concerts now. I don't care if it's a choir, band, winds, dance or piano. I need company, I need people. I don't want to think. Make me happy, make me smile. I don't care if it's fake.

Can I just skip school tomorrow?
No, because I have a project at 8am in school. Well, at least it will keep my mind occupied. Maybe I should skip on thursday or friday...

No, then I'll be more free. Maybe free is good, then I can relax a bit, do other stuff, convince myself school isn't important.

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She's in white shirt, blue shorts, white running shoes.

I cross the road.

She's in black with white running shoes. A black hair rubberband on her wrist.

I look down. Feel the ground.

I have forgotten.

Vote

*grin*

To readers of my blog: You are all my friends right? Even better, got one cousin somemore. So can do me a favour?

Vote for SH's blog in NUS Blogfest'06. Click here. His is under "Most Creative Blog". Yar, need to sign up. Never mind, can just sign up once, vote then abandon your account le, no problem! =D
Just in case you all don't know, the URL of his blog is http://chillycraps.blogspot.com

Yup.

*grin*
Thank you!

All I want is a fucking milkshake

Sorry if I keep harping on it.

Came home quite eagerly today hoping to eat a slice of the now-gone-cheesecake in my fridge. I opened the fridge, looked in happily and FREAK, the cheesecake is what it is - GONE!

It's in my brother's stomach I think.

#$%#^&$!

No milkshake, no cheesecake, no chocolate.

So I had a small cup of chocolate ice-cream with a tiny bit of milk. Can't be bothered with my pimple outbreak, it's forever breaking out anyway.

Should I like just skip school tomorrow? Or would skipping school the rest of the week be a better option?

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Milkshakes and Ribena (NOT the other way round!)

Warning: Super boring, long, pointless entry ahead.

I don't believe it, I just had a long conversation with SC regarding what? Milkshakes and Ribena! *slaps forehead*

Oh don't think you'll want to read everything. It's long enough to make me puke while editing it. Yes, it's edited, if not it will be slightly longer. Just see the first few sentences at the front, and then a few at the back, should be enough to get the point across. So this is one whole conversation on milkshakes and ribena. Take a look:

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
I WANT TO DRINK RIBENA NOW

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
BUT NO RIBENA

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha...

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
go buy ribena!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
u really like ribena hor!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
ya

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
I LOVE RIBENA LIKE HELL

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i want milkshakes from mac!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haven't drunk it in years!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
I MISSED RIBENA LIKE HELL

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
haha

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
and i mean YEARS

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
we both siao

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
milkshake not bad too la

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i like!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
vanilla milkshake!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
yum!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
thick thick milkshake

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
mac's milkshake last time e bez

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
now i tink still e same...

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
but it's 2.20 per cup

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
ex leh...

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
I WANT MILKSHAKE

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
I WANT RIBENA AND MILKSHAKE

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i tot u want ribena only!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
why milkshake!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
wat wat wat

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
i cannot have both

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
?

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
=P

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i want milkshake!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
MILKSHAKE! MILKSHAKE! MILKSHAKE!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
take a milk and shake!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
HAHA

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
NOT FUNNY

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
u still laugh!

Yadda yadda ribena yadda yadda ok only what yadda yadda...

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
no ho~

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
it's nutritious ho~

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha.. fine

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
got vitamin

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
FINE

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
ur milkshake

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
milkshakes are gd too!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
is so fattening

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
haha

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
a lot of calcium ok!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
*i think

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
u not scare at all

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
no!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
IS IT

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
scared wat!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
no lo

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i can afford to grow fat

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
they use low calcium milk then shake

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
rubbish!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
wat

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
true ho~

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
not true! rubbish!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
*box

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:

say bad stuff abt my milkshake!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha... both childish ppl

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
haha

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
onli u lo

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
why u so childish

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
i really dun understand

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
how old are u oledi

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
*box

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
oi

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
same age hor!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
i'm nt childish!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
hmph!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
*sucks lollipop

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
oops

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
yuk~

Yadda yadda one big chunk on ribena is better than milkshakes yadda yadda blah blah blah
And then somehow we pulled in his drama production Apples and/or oranges.

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
and MILKSHAKES STILL ROCK

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
no no

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
RIBENA ROCK MY WORLD

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
AND UR WORLD TOO

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
FORGET ABOUT MILKSHAKE

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
haha..

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
no way!

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
THINK ABOUT RIBENA

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
MILKSHAKES

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
oi! this is not apples and,or orange hor!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
which ever is e order!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:

haha..

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
hahhaha

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
anyway, i think... i will choose ribena

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
ribena rock!

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
me milkshakes

MuSiC!~ 4ever with us says:
milkshake rock

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
can i be half ribena half milkshake

^=^ DyLaN n aKimOtO ^=^ says:
haha

Quite a silly conversation right. Not to mention an aimless post. Anyway this is to bring home the point, if you have not already noticed, that I WANT TO DRINK MILKSHAKE.
There! That should do it. *grins maniacally*

Not to mention that it's to satisfy myself for a while until I manage to get my hands on a cup soon. *grins even more manically*

Saturday, February 25, 2006

MILKSHAKES

Milkshakes are back in macdonald's!

=D

Miracle! Dreamt about it for years and years, thought it would never come back again.

I want!

=D

... ... So expensive... ...

I still want! =D

Music - A refreshment for the soul

Music - A refreshment for the soul was quite nice. Interesting to see YZ performing on piano. Nice smile up there and nice poise. I thought she played with feelings and it's nice watching her play. =) A performer through and through. I like how she smiled to the audience although there was a 2nd movement to one of the piece she played and the audience clapped in between.

YZ at the piano for the first piece


She said that everybody made mistakes, but we couldn't exactly tell. That's the thing with classical music/piano, most of the times one can't tell if something is played on purpose or if it is a mistake, unless of course you are the one playing it.

Some interesting music, but then I don't know how to listen to piano music.

They played balloonology! XMSB percussion played before at one of their concerts. I always thought that it is a difficult piece to play, tricky. Have to listen to the different sounds, have to have a strong pulse because some rubbing sounds might not come out. Sad to say, it sounded quite messy although interesting. I don't ever want to hear that piece played again unless it is going to sound perfect and superb, which is quite impossible. Rubbing balloons is difficult. Not to say that I mind trying to play it... =p

The setting a bit too informal for my liking, but it's alright, there's always room for improvement.
2 Primary schools choir performed. Interesting. Like watching schools perform because sometimes they are more professional.

Reminded me of band when we'd watch Miss Tan with that same expression on our faces. She smile, we smile. She frown, we frown. We read her lips. We watch her eyes. We notice her hands. We listen. We look.
Soft, loud, concentrate, listen!, slow down, speed up, WATCH ME, good!, lousy, everybody smile now you're on stage, clarinets, brasses, winds, percussion, flat, sharp, I said LISTEN!...
A thousand and one things with one look, a risen eyebrow, widened eyes, crunched forehead, a smile... The amazing things when playing on stage under a good and expressive conductor.

Another one of those noisy kids in the auditorium, talk loud loud. Relatives no concert etiquette, eat in auditorium. Food makes children hyper and creates an impression that they are free to do what they want in the auditorium, machiam like at home. Irritated. Tempted to shush him, but then it would mean adding to the noise. Want to bring children to recitals/concerts, at least make sure they are able to keep quiet. If they are so young, most probably they won't be able to appreciate pieces like those played, so can the parents think a bit and don't bring the kids along?! For sure they will be bored and do something, in the process making noise right! Kids what, can't blame them! At least wait until they're older or something. Sorry, I'm very evil, but I'm very irritated by these kids/adults/people who disrupt concerts. I mean look at this family, adults don't set good example to kid, still want him to know how to behave in this kind of setting... Want to smack both the kid and the adults. Don't care who's wrong, I just want to smack both. What's wrong with Singaporeans?

Grandma's 100th day

It's the 100th day of my grandma's death.

Did I go down to guang ming shan to pray? No.
Why? Because I forgot about it twice and had arranged to meet my SS project group this morning at 9am.

#$!%&*%

JR sms-ed me commenting that I didn't go today and I told him what happened, asked him to apologize to mama and tell her to take care on my behalf. Don't know, I still feel like she's not gone and I can talk to her normally like that. *shrugs*

And I'm supposed to have some noodles today because it's the 100th day. Darn, how am I supposed to find noodles later at macpherson? Oh, got noodle restaurant! =D

Friday, February 24, 2006

Bits and pieces

I just proved myself wrong.

I can't! *curses*

I can list all the reasons why I came out of the LT depressed and why I'm so sure that I'm gonna do badly for this one.

1) Didn't do enough revision. (my fault)
2) Fell asleep on the bus instead of browsing through the first part of my text. (my fault - slept too late)
3) I was hungry. (currypuff's fault)
4) Couldn't concentrate (a combination of everything above plus the fact that people were moving out of the LT way before the end of the given time.)
5) Careless (a result of number 4, which is a combination of everything above)

Just looked at the first few pages of my text and am now convinced I can score a decent grade.

Bleh, decent is not enough. I need fabulous!

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Why NUS arts festival the performances one show is $10 that kind? Ok, so for an arts show that price is really cheap, but for a student that price is very steep (rhymes!). Even better if it's free! =D Ok, I'm asking for too much. Already got Exxonmobil's free concerts still not enough meh?

NO.
Because I missed 2 of it already and I demand there be more free concerts! *bangs table for emphasis and vase falls off*

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Am now officially a member of Esplanade Youths! =D

"A membership for tertiary students that offers a series of projects / activities to promote active hands-on participation & involvement in the arts.
Benefits of joining Esplanade Youths:
-Exclusive backstage tours
-Internship opportunities
-Dance, music and theatre workshops
-Invites to special events "


Actually I'm not sure what it is also. *grins sheepishly* Have been eyeing it for some time already anyway and if I can take part in any of the activities, I'll give it a shot.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

I can.

Silly silly stephanie




I need to do this.

Performances

Show at Esplanade park this Sunday, 25th February 2006, 5.30pm. Guest players, guitarists Steven and Michael with 4 members of the SPU.

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Philharmonic winds and Philharmonic youth performance at Esplanade on Sunday, 5th march, 3-4pm, free.

Stressed

I'm very stressed. i want to cry already.

Breathe Steph, breathe! Come on, you can do it!


*breathes deeply*

Ow!

Is that a fly?!

Blue-black

Internet addict:

(That's my arm, by the way.)

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Old Ford Factory

Visited Singapore's latest, 55th National Monument (yes, Singapore has 55 national monuments. You don't believe, click on this. Oh, they haven't added in the latest 55th one), the Old Ford Factory at Upper Bt Timah Rd today. It is where, I quote the website, "it was here on 15 February 1942 that Lt.-Gen A. E. Percival, Commander of the British Forces in Singapore, surrendered to the Japanese Army."
A lot of information and pictures on display. In fact, it is so newly opened that staff there were still in the process of setting up several display items when I visited it. Quite interesting really. Ever since my SS module Changing Landscapes of Singapore taught us about Singapore's national monuments, I have been wanting to go visit every one of them. *Shrugs* Don't ask me why, I don't know why. I am suddenly patriotic! =D

I tell you, I will visit every 55 of them one day. =)

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Was reading YZ's latest entry. Plagarism. I quote (again), "Those irreplacable times we had together; nerve-wrecking periods during competitions and annual concerts, moments of glory shared, crazy camps and fire drills, water-bombing sessions, Saturday foot drills, Ms Tan, anxiety during sight-reading...

One band, one sound. The idea of having so many people working hard together, striving towards a common goal, is heartening. I miss that feeling. VERY MUCH."

=) Me too.

Maybe you all should just go read her blog for my blog entries. How many times have I quoted her already?! =P

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It's 9am at macpherson studio tomorrow for rehearsal for show on sunday and then project meeting after that. =)

I like busy days.
I like very busy days.
I like to work my mind and my body.
I like to reach home exhausted, and then fall asleep knowing I'd used my day well.

I like.

But I don't do it.

I want to run, but I can't.
I want to use the gym, but I haven't been doing so.
I miss the adrenaline and the muscle built-up from all that running and training.

My mind is thoroughly corrupted. I need to be very very busy to keep my mind clean. Kaoz, I'd better visit more national monuments then! =D

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

"I don't know what I'm going to do in future."

So my brother should end up in a JC. Pretty amazing, really. Which means he has to mug really hard these 2 years, what with the change in syllabus, now got H1, H2, H3, altogether take 4 subjects. 1 good thing is that there is a mix of science and arts subjects, so he can choose what he really wants to do later on. No point going to poly if he can't figure out what to study, is there? Talked more to him because of this matter. Actually our talking includes me raising my voice to a higher-than-usual volume so that it seems as if we're quarreling with each other. Quite straining on my throat. =P

Was talking to Yizhen on MSN last night when she suddenly voiced the same thing another friend of mine complained about.

"I don't know what I'm going to do in future."

The 2 differences between them is that Yizhen is 17, in polytechnic and my friend is my age, in NTU.
Quite scary, that question. Don't ask me what I'm going to do in the future please because I think like a majority of people my age, I don't know. Sadly I really don't know.
So anyway, let's go on to a lighter topic, shall we? (That's not a choice, it's an order.)

If my brother chose to enter a polytechnic, he might end up like Yizhen, in a course which he isn't very good in and which probably not very interested in in the end. So the good thing might be to go to JC, and then he has time to truly think of this matter. Then at the end of 2 years, he might end up like my friend and I (not to mention a majority of us... actually is it really a majority of us?), still not knowing what to do. Nah, I think he should know by then.

What Ah Bear said

Before I start on my schoolwork:


Ah Bear looks at you in the eye and seriously says, "You are one of the most beautiful creatures I've ever seen."

=D

Boliao.

The Blower's Daughter - again

Really like The Blower's Daughter by Damien Rice.
Here is the song and MTV.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Johari/Nohari

My Johari Window (more +ve traits)

My Nohari Window (more -ve traits)

After having done 3 Joharis and 1 Nohari, Benison suggested that I create my own. Help me will you? =) Thanks.

I see a craze on Johari/Nohari coming up.

Happier; Migraine

I feel better already mainly because we had 2 conversations over the phone and cleared up stuff quite a bit. Weird how our unhappiness always arises out of communication over online methods, through the exact medium that brought us together. So yes, also my fault lah, interpreted my own thoughts wrongly which gave rise to majority of the unhappiness between us. I clarify, is not I feel obliged to go out with him, is I feel obliged to like him. Both ain't good but well, at least it isn't.... Actually it all depends on how it's said, how it's received, how one thinks of it. Still don't know how it will go though, but I'm not thinking too much.

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I sat down for 1.5hours today to study! So proud of myself! * sticks chest out proudly* Oops, forgot I'm female.

Had a terrible migraine/headache last night though which lasted till this morning. Pain behind eyes, more on left side but still present behind both eyes. Sign of migraine, I think, although it's kind of weird that it's behind both eyes.

Tsk, I didn't consume caffeine, how come got migraine? Computer might be a reason, chocolate might be another. I consume some amount chocolate every other day though, how come only last night then it triggered it off? Anyway it wasn't very serious, but enough to urge me to sleep early. Draining of energy. Think it also messed up my dream last night of becoming a rockstar. Dream no doubt triggered by watching Josie and the pussycats. Woke up with the same terrible migraine at 5am, couldn't gather up enough energy and will to call my mum/get an aspirin, slumped back to sleep and finally woke up at 8.10am with a clear head. No pain! =D

I suspect it will come back though if I stare at this screen for too long or consume caffeine or something - like if it decides to come back and torture me just for the fun of it. Sometimes it just pokes at the back of my eyeballs a bit when it's bored or when it thinks I've forgotten about it. This is what happens when a migraine which has been dormant for a few years comes to life - it makes up for its lost years by being constantly there and having fun with me.

Bleh.

Friday, February 17, 2006

I'll come straight to the point

I changed my blog address because he wants to forget some stuff so I'll help him. Quite simple, really. So that he can't trace back to this blog, I doubt he would read this one under the original address anyway, I deactivated his link at the sidebar. If you all need his blog address can come ask me, I can give it to you.
So, yes... Call me silly, but this blog address is here to stay for a while. Also, please do not link this blog from your blogs. Thanks.

I'd say he's doing a pretty good job of trying to get it over with. Forget the times spent with me, I mean. Personally, I quite treasure the times we spent together and I would think of them again and again. I mean, it would not happen again, why erase those memories? Not as if time won't erode them enough.
Well, obviously I'm not happy with him trying to forget the memories and I'm not fine with it, but what can I do? If one looks at the whole picture, however, it's quite fine really. You see, I believe that relationships of any sort go through a cycle. Stage 1 is the initial good stage, stage 2 is the testing stage and stage 3 is the firm one. Some of my relationships never get past stage 2, whatever the reasons for them are, and this happens to be one of them. In a way it's part of nature and if it wants to be stumped at stage 2, then so be it. I've tried persuasion, I've tried scolding, I've tried not bothering but nothing seems to work the way I want it to. This feeling is really familiar and I absolutely hate it to the core. The trick is to learn to let go and then don't reach out to take hold of it again. I'd let go of it and then out of heartache grab it back, back to the familarity of the pain until I finally tire of holding on and it slips away... and the pain fades away.

Seriously, I kind of wish that he would scream at me and vent his frustration at me instead of just ignoring me. It's kind of saddening. I've lost a friend because of this and it really isn't worth it. Internet relationships? Maybe not.

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Psychology test isn't good. Slept only 5 hours the night before. My Psych tutorial class knows me although I don't know them! How come?! Must be I talk too much in tutorial. Actually not my whole psych class, it's this girl who just sat beside me during the test in LT today. After the test she asked me what is the DG number that we're supposed to put at the top of our answer sheet. I told her I think it should be the DW number and she asked what's the number. Confused, I told her I'm from DW1 and then was surprised when she wrote that number down on her paper.
"Are you from my tutorial class?" I asked.
"Yar," she replies.
We both nodded our heads. I think I raised my eyebrows a little.

I am famous without even me knowing it.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Why?

Gave Evocation'06, a dance ensemble by NUS Dance Club a miss today because
a) Psych test tomorrow which I haven't studied for, and
b) I want to puke. Don't know why felt disgusted at the fish and chips I bought and couldn't finish the whole thing. Just thinking about it makes my stomach lurch a tiny bit.

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I'm very confused, can somebody help me? If I don't like him, then why do I feel happy when I saw him this morning? Why do I feel sad when he ignored me when he walked past me today in the canteen? Why do I miss him? I almost reached out to stop him in this path both times but I didn't.
Yet I was truly relieved that Tuesday night when I admitted it to myself and to him. Why?

I had similar dreams on 2 consecutive nights involving him. Why? I couldn't remember what they were about but I remember I was happy. I think my brain incorporated what I wanted to happen into my dreams. When I woke up I believed that my dreams were real and for that full 3-5 seconds, I believed that my handphone contained those messages I dreamt I received.

Why?

I don't even understand myself.
Can somebody decide for me? No, of course not.
I'm still very confused and I have a stupid test tomorrow. Told you I dread this semester. I mean this year.

What does it mean to like somebody? How does it feel like? Surely it is not this relief I felt. It is not this readiness to give him up.
He's hurt, but I don't sense anything. Why? Is it because I didn't say it to him in the face? Didn't see his expression, can't hear the tone of his voice?
And why do I feel like I do above? And why do I not want to lose him? I don't understand. Am I too hasty? Am I too hasty? Am I in the wrong? Am I too naive?

Or am I just feeling like that because I can't let go yet? Because of familarity?

I don't know and I'm terribly sorry. I tend to mess things up pretty much most of the time. Have I mentioned I almost got lost walking from FASS to UCC, when all I needed to do was to follow a straight path?
Will you all sort it out for me?

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Hello Kitty & Gun













Before & After

The After one a bit tilted. Just finished today. A bit sadistic, but cute, isn't it?

Disasters

Fire somewhere in Singapore (information from Steph - not me, is another Steph).
Major jams around Singapore.
Was stuck for an hour along Macpherson Road (which usually takes 5 minutes or lesser to drive through).
Driver honks continuously although the honking really wouldn't have helped at all. Except for increasing irritability.
Late for project meeting for a full hour.

Armed man shot at businessman this morning in Serangoon. Don't know if the businessman died, but I think so. Don't know if the man was caught yet.

Quoted from Cindy Chua: "What is the world coming to?"

Quoted from me: "It is a terrible day for everybody! Is this the end of the world?!"

Quoted from the dog in one of the neighbour's house when I peered in: "Wuff!" (Translation: What are you doing staring in my house?! Get away now! ... ... Can't you tell what a dog wants?! The thing that goes into your mouth and stomach, you stupid human! ) Oops, too long a translation for one wuff.

Dogs are so lucky.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

-Valentine's Day -

I'm a very selfish person. Expect to receive, but not to give.
Then I realize that to give I must truly want to give, from the bottom of my heart. That's why I give so little, because I never wanted to truly give.

So I guess it's over. It's kind of a relief because I've been pushing myself to find back that feeling I once had for him. I don't know why it isn't there. Maybe because all that physical intimacy just took my feelings away or maybe we're just not for each other. In any case I admit to myself that I don't have the feelings anymore and I feel better immediately. Like he said, don't force myself to find back that feeling, if it is there, it will come to me. Truthfully, I'm quite unwilling to let it go, but if I don't it will only be worse for both of us. Like I once said, why lie to myself? Alright, I shouldn't think too much because I might just start regretting and think that the truth is something else again.

I'm really very sorry, SH. It's kind of funny that special days that we spend together always have to end on a sad note.
Maybe now my earlier post would make more sense.
Haha, it ended before it started and it has to be on Valentine's Day.

Rubbish

Putting them in place permanently.

"It won't be touched by those intended pair of hands again. It won't be seen by those intended eyes again. Why go to all the trouble then?"

"If it is going, it will go with grace. For memories' sake." =)

Monday, February 13, 2006

My take

Silly me, doing something I don't even feel like doing. I don't understand why I make myself do it.

Yizhen has a very apt post on my Internet addiction. Alright, so it wasn't pertaining to me. In fact, I don't even know what she's talking about, but the first line describes me exactly.
I'm not supposed to be here.

Always wondered what's so great about Valentine's day. I still stand by my belief today. It really isn't any great day. The sun comes up, the sun goes down and I still have to go to school like any other day. Other than the fact that there are heart-shaped balloons tied to the railings along AS1's walkway (at the sight of which I literally raised my eyebrows and looked towards the toilet) and paper hearts floating from the ceiling (which I think is pretty funny because when the wind blows they flutter about quite vigorously and it really is a funny sight to see hearts fluttering about vigorously, no matter what material they are made of), the school is pretty normal. Sorry, I'm a weird person. It's kind of funny seeing these kinds of things at school. Yes I know it's a university. Oh ALRIGHT! The balloons are NORMAL! Stop grinning!
Oh have I mentioned that there either seemed to be more couples than usual, or that they are showing their affections more openly than usual. Weird, I didn't remember seeing more than 2 couples holding hands per day and now everytime I walk around I see them... Maybe it's just me. *shrugs*

I quote YY, "V-day is = Overpriced-day."

Well well well, looks like another V-day alone. Anybody wants to go for a movie? *slaps forehead* First time I'm asking people to go out with me on V-day! =D

Looking at how schoolwork is piling up, I dread this semester already. Make it this year.

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Weird, forming study group for Psychology without intention. I replied a comment in the forum and the person emailed me to discuss the questions. Now he's probably going to join my friend and I, forming a proper study group. We'll see how it goes.

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I think I should stop asking people to have lunch with me because I always end up feeling damn guilty which is pretty ridiculous.

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Benison asked me on MSN just now, "if i say that i disbelieve in god because i feel there is insufficient evidence to prove his existence, is that the same as me saying that god doesnt exist?"
Initially it seemed logical to say that those 2 sentences are the same, but then it doesn't seem so later.

Phrasing, it's all in the phrasing.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

MUSIC - A refreshment for the soul

MUSIC - A refreshment for the soul. A Piano Recital presented by students of Catherine Chong. At the Young Musicians' Society (YMS) Arts Centre, held on 25th February 2006, Saturday, 7.30pm, $10. Interested, please contact Yizhen at 96259308 or Jin Ping at 94353562 or email me at ng.wan.jing@gmail.com.

Performers:

Ng Jin Ping playing pieces by
Glière, Granados, Bartόk, David Hellewell

Evelyn Puah playing pieces by
Sylvie Bodorova, Edward MacDowell, Musorgsky

Jonathan Ng playing pieces by
Debussy, David Hellewell, Rachamaninoff

Soon Yi Zhen playing pieces by
Mozart, Handel, Michael Rose, Costa-Roca

Lee Siew Ting playing pieces by
Scott Joplin, R. Favarger, Durand

Support them please! =D

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Finally, Chingay part 2

Before I start ranting on the Chinese Drama Apples and/or Oranges, I'd better finish giving my account on Chingay. Maybe you'd want to read Chingay part 1 again.

Had make-up artists on the actual day itself too. Make-up still very thick but was kind of lighter than the rehearsal, which is kind of funny. Had to keep smiling while dancing and playing, my face muscles cramped up because 1) I'm nervous and 2) I can't concentrate on doing so many things at one time. Still have to concentrate on smiling... =P We were so glad when it was finally all done.

Day 3, show at AMK. The atmosphere was certainly not that hyped up and we were all tired, so very sian. People were not in good mood then. I thought I danced quite badly, really. There was just no mood to perform. A bad thing for an entertainer.
Did makeup and hair ourselves. No, I didn't do it myself, Kim, Mel and Alex helped us. I tried doing Pearlin's eyeshadow, but I think I screwed it up. She ended up with one eyelid which was darker in colour than the other. *Grin* Have to really go learn how to put on makeup, feel bad that have to always get them to help, plus feel very useless.
Took this picture with the camera facing the mirror at an angle. I was holding the camera and was laughing quite badly at the way we took photos. Just after we took this, my camera's batteries went flat.

After show we were frantically searching for a toilet. Despite having studied in AJ for 2 years, I still don't know my way around that area. Quite useless really, can't even help to find a toilet. Ended up at a toilet at a coffeeshop, which is really inconvenient. My mood got quite bad and was quite irritated that the group of us took so long just to finish changing, plus people were staring at us. Pearlin actually raised her voice at an uncle who was staring at us when she thought that I was referring to him as the person who kept staring at us. I actually meant an auntie waiting for the toilet cubicle. Felt guilty and knew that it was really rude of me, but mood was really bad. Tiredness and thoughts of my schoolwork... Kim tried to help me remove most of my makeup to help ease my mood and it's very nice of her. She's stepped into the working world already, and it's nice to see that she's still as helpful.

So yes, that's about it, the whole of Chingay for me. Tomorrow there should be the Chingay thing down here at Hougang, but I'm not involved, which is good. Too tiring.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

"You dress like an engine student"

"You dress like an engine student"

Last semester I could go to school in practically anything I felt like wearing. I could look absolutely nerdy or absolutely childish. By childish I mean like age 16 or younger that kind of childish. I really couldn't be bothered. I didn't see the need to dress up for school. I go to school to study, not to go on a fashion parade.
Yes, there is that thing about first impression and how your look is always important, but I found out that how you look does not portray how you really are. Especially if I'm working with that person, I find out soon enough that it's the abilities that really count and shape how I look at that person. I can tolerate a good-looking person who does not attempt to contribute much, for only that period of time, after which I get so immensely irritated that my view of him becomes skewed and I step across the line from "Okay" to "Intense dislike".
Despite all that, yes, first impression counts. A lot. A whole bloody hell lot. There was this period of time I went to school and felt all eyes on me because of how I dress. That was the initial period. After a while I couldn't be bothered anymore. I don't have a lot of clothes and I don't have a lot of dressing sense and simply because I don't see the need to dress up for school.

That was last semester.

This semester somebody told me, "You dress like an engine student". (No offense to engine students, it's just the general perception that is created. Even my chem. engine. female friend tells me that she would feel out of place if she dresses up there.) I don't think anybody has ever said that to my face before although many have hinted =p , and I know there are no evil intentions or anything behind that statement. I'm not angry or offended because it is a fact that I dress plainly. I'm just glad enough that people, most anyway, do not despise me because of how I dress. Hopefully it is because I show that I have the ability in contributing ideas and working with them, that they are able to see me instead of only my exterior.
Or maybe because they are very nice people. =D Extremely probable.

I drifted away.
As I was saying, somebody told me I dress like an engine student and somehow, my ability to dress however I like without giving a damn about how others look at me was... gone. I look at my wardrobe every night and wonder what can I wear that would make me... normal? Sometimes I look at my wardrobe, which is quite often now, and wonder what can I wear that makes me look like an Arts student.
Normal does not necessarily equals to this thing about dressing like arts student. Being normal = the ability to blend into the crowd, and at other times, it is looking like an arts student. And all this because somebody told me that I don't dress like one. =p I think I'm pretty silly.
I suppose it's good that now (meaning more frequently) I take more care in my dressing, and I admit I feel good when I dress well. It's just that it is very tiring. The amount of time taken to ensure that everything matches is... Let's just say I admire those who have the patience to do it.

Sometimes I wonder why do I conform to the typical image of how an Arts student dress?

And then I wonder if it is me.

Then sometimes, "Who/which am I?"

I look around at the many many girls who are carbon-copies of each other in terms of dressing.

"Does it matter?"

By the end of my 3/4 years, will I end up a typical arts student? Am I already one?

Thought I'd just write a couple of lines, ended up writing a whole chunk. Damn.

Selfishness - I before You

Mum fell down the MRT stairs today (8th Feb, Wednesday) on the way to work. Extreme embarrassment aside, the thing that struck me was that only a single young woman in her 20s asked if she was alright. I wasn't at the scene, but according to mum, the others only stared at her and none offered to help except for that young woman. It's kind of disappointing really. I wonder what went through the minds of those people. Don't think they were that cold-hearted, probably saw that my mum could still walk (although the fall was pretty terrible and her shin and knees were cut and bleeding) and already had a lady fussing over her so did not see the need to step forward.
Despite that, it is still pretty disturbing.
Did they think "Damn, why did that woman fall? I'm going to lose my place in front of the door of the train if I go forward to help her and shall lose my chance of getting a seat on the train. Ah! That lady is helping her!" And then continues to stare at a spot on the transparent glass doors.
How many of us would actually think that way or along those lines? Or did the thought "Let someone else help" pass through our minds? I am guilty of it. In Psychology, there is this process which a person's mind goes through in order to decide whether to help a person in need. One of the factors include the number of people around or something like that, where the more people are around, the less responsibility a person would take upon him/herself to help that person.

Migratory birds fly in that V-formation. Is it only some or is it all?
Anyway they fly in that formation because it makes it easier for them to cover long distances and the updrafts allows them to saves energy, enabling them to cover distances longer than if they had travelled alone. Something along those lines.
Even birds help each other by travelling in a group, why didn't the people at the MRT station help my mum?

Ok, not a very good analogy, but you get the point. Do people become more selfish as we grow older? I feel so. I feel that I'm more selfish now than before. To put oneself before others. Not good, not good. Would you teach your child to think of him/herself first? Always grab the best for him/herself before giving his/her friends what's left? If there is no generosity and too much of selfishness... Perhaps that's how the world turned out the way it is.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Piano Recital - MUSIC - A refreshment for the soul

I feel like a reporter (what my friend told me after I squeezed her for info and blogged about her being attached).

MUSIC - A refreshment for the soul. A Piano Recital presented by students of Catherine Chong. At the Young Musicians' Society (YMS) Arts Centre, held on 25th February 2006, Saturday, 7.30pm, $10. Interested, please contact Yizhen at 96259308 or Jin Ping at 94353562 or email me at ng.wan.jing@gmail.com.

Performers:

Ng Jin Ping playing pieces by
Glière Granados Bartόk David Hellewell

Evelyn Puah playing pieces by
Sylvie Bodorova Edward MacDowell Musorgsky

Jonathan Ng playing pieces by
Debussy David Hellewell Rachamaninoff

Soon Yi Zhen playing pieces by
Mozart Handel Michael Rose Costa-Roca

Lee Siew Ting playing pieces by
Scott Joplin R. Favarger Durand

Pieces include... I don't know what are the pieces included because Yizhen wouldn't tell me! Hmm, sales tactic... =D

So if you all know any of them up there, go on and support them!

Why it got to this

Warning: Long entry. Might be boring and because I realize I've resorted to my secondary school way to writing an entry - step by step, every single boring detail in.

Don't know why it didn't occur to me to blog about this to get my thoughts sorted out.
I've tried studying, eating and reading but I still don't feel good and I can't concentrate. If I don't get this out, I think I'll explode. From weight gain.
Don't know why I keep it inside. Was starting to have trouble breathing and experiencing that same feeling of loss I remember quite clearly through those few years back. Then it occured to me that I can blog. I once bared my mind here, so why not now?
I am irritated. Pissed. Very pissed. Why must so much happen over asking a person out for lunch? I don't even see where the problem lies. Ok, maybe I know where it lies but anger is stopping me from seeing reason. Let me write it out, perhaps then I can think better.

(At this point int time, AJ suddenly popped into my mind for no reason. I used to spend time on the top level of the auditorium building after P.E or during breaks. There are fans there and the space is open. I felt free there, very relaxed and sometimes when you want to be alone, a good place to be.
Suddenly I miss my JC days. It was tiring, but there were fun times. I remember when I'd bathe in the toilet after P.E, wash my hair, wear my uniform, made sure the shirt was tucked out properly in that nice AJ-way, and then head up to the top level with food where my friends and I would chat, eat and joke until their chemistry lesson. Then they'd leave and sometimes Jeremy and Joseph would come up for our combined break since only 3 of us don't take chemistry in our class. There would be more chatting and other stuff.
Funny how it just popped up in my mind. It's not even related to this entry at all. I remember how to tuck my shirt so that it's always in but appears out, or the other way round, and my size 25/26 skirt which was initially tight but after 2 years of running became loose. Oh goodness, I miss running and the after-run adrenaline. Stamina has dropped so much.
Oh yes, where was I... )

It started when SH asked if I would be free during my Tuesday 2-hour break. I thought that it'd be nice to have lunch together so I asked if he wanted to do so. My exact words (on msn) were "lunch tml?" After some time he asked wouldn't I be lunching with LY. It seemed a pretty innocent question at that time and I suppose it is. But then it put in front of me the fact that I could lunch with LY as well and since I had, in one of the previous weeks' same timing, lunched with her, I thought it would be courtesy to at least ask her if she wanted to have lunch with me.

Prior to this, it did occur to me very slight to ask her, but my first thought was still to eat with him. (Sorry LY, I make it sound as if you are very unimportant. It's not so, ok? Because I had already eaten with you on monday so it didn't seem that important on monday night.)

Somehow I started feeling guilty wanting to eat with SH instead of LY because I never quite liked the feeling that I'm kind of abandoning a friend in favour of a guy. She was really fine with me wanting to eat with him but I felt so bad that I decided on LY over SH.
Goodness, a lot of the words "eat" and "lunch", isn't there?

Was very apologetic about having to tell him that I'd eat with her instead, as well as me offering to meet for lunch and then canceling it like that. Basically I felt very guilty through the whole god-damn lunch thing. Guilty one part, then guilty another part. You all must think that I'm very funny.

Then he got pissed off. That's what I interpreted. If I'm wrong on this, please correct me. I don't even know what he was pissed about. I don't know why he said he has to "stomach" it, or "it's like infinity plus one". I mean I know the meaning, but I DON'T understand why he would say it. What's wrong with changing my mind? I apologized already and was feeling damn guilty, what the heck am I supposed to do? (Sorry if this sounds like I'm pissed. I wasn't at that point. I just am NOW.)

So I thought about it, decided that it was evil of me to offer to have lunch with him and then simply cancel it, asked LY if it's alright if I lunched with him instead. That girl gussed what I was going to say even before I typed the question. =p She was fine with it, so I told him (still on msn) that I'll lunch with him instead.
I think it was because I capped my words, and that the context of which my capped words appeared looked as if I was angry and had made my decision just to please him. Ok, so part of my decision was to please him... but in a good way. Look, logic says that if he isn't happy that I wouldn't lunch with him, then he should be happy if I decided to do so, right?

Apparently not. Logic went for a break. Appropriate timing.

My capped words (like this: I LUNCH WIF U) were because I was happy that I could lunch with him. Read: HAPPY. Maybe I should have added an exclamation mark to potray it. So is this my fault? Remember that I was HAPPY to have decided to lunch with him. I'm an indecisive person.
To my surprise, he said that he'd not be happy even if I decide to lunch with him because it's the thought that counts, not the action. I suppose he thought that I changed my decision because I was pissed and because he said those stuff about "infinity plus one". In other words, I changed it to please him, but in my heart it was not what I wanted. WRONG. Read above paragraph please.
I changed my mind because I wanted to have lunch with him. That's why I kept highlighting that I was HAPPY to have decided to do so. Do I have to repeat myself? I was HAPPY, alright?

Somewhere along the line, I used "shut up" on him (and I'm extremely apologetic about that) because I was upset about him being not happy even after I've decided to lunch with him. No, he didn't know why I used "shut up". The phrase got onto his nerves. I didn't have any evil intentions when I used it. I didn't mean for him to literally shut up. I just didn't want to hear that I couldn't make him happy. It just made me extremely upset.

Also somewhere along the line, I got so angry that I decided to have lunch alone. Seriously. It didn't seem right to ask LY out for lunch again because I was already indecisive enough and also because I felt as if I'd be betraying him in a way. Weird feeling, isn't it? I'm stupid, I know.
Then because I was angry (and still am), I declared to him twice that I'd lunch alone. After which I logged off MSN or appeared offline or something because I was just too angry with him.
After a while I couldn't resist so I went back in just to confirm that lunch thing (of which I was already tired with) and to see if I could sort this out a bit.
At this point, bear in mind that I was angry and I think that he was too. THINK. Everything is uncertain, I'm so pissed at myself. Even have to guess whether or not he's angry. (Am I very hard on myself?) I get a feeling that he's angry at my indecisiveness.

Anyway he told me that I should lunch with LY since I've already told her so (is this indirectly reprimanding me for not having lunched with him after I've told him so?). I was quite unwilling to let it go at that. Why? Because I wanted to eat with him. Is it so difficult? All I wanted was to eat with you, why so complicated? Why couldn't you have just said ok? Didn't I say on msn that I WANTED to lunch with you? Did you not see it, or did I really not tell you?

I asked one last time if he wanted to lunch with me or not.

No

That was quite enough for me. I replied okay and then logged off.
Was upset. Very upset. Stupid as it seems, I was on the verge of crying. I said I'm stupid already.
I couldn't imagine myself having lunch alone and then have my thoughts drifting towards that "no". I didn't want to think so much, so I SMS-ed LY to ask if she would have lunch with me (again) and am very apologetic for having changed my mind so many times. That was how we spent lunch hour at Mcdonald's, squeezed into a very small space, eating our fish fillets and talking about games/tricks we played in JC.

Yes, he did SMS me the following morning apologizing. Yes, I did say that it was my fault too and that I should have asked LY before asking him.
I acknowledge that it was partly my fault but I am still angry/pissed/irritated even though I probably shouldn't be.
Right now I guess he should still be irritated with me. GUESS. Uncertainty.
Why? I suppose it can also partly be because I sent him a one-liner reply "eating with ly" when he asked if I am eating alone still. What must it have seemed like to him? That I lied? That I'm indecisive?
I didn't lie at that time when I said that I would eat alone. I really thought so. It was only after that no that I asked LY. If I was alone, I might have just gone and bought that packet of cigarettes.
I'm indecisive. Have always been and probably always will be. I don't like it but that's me. Don't say I never try to change it. I try, but it's not easy. I try to refrain from saying anything before I've made up my mind.

Sorry but I am still pissed because I don't understand why he should be pissed/irritated from the beginning. IF he was pissed/irritated from the beginning. Uncertainty. BLEH.

Please tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do because I feel a mixture of anger and misery. Is it my fault? Does it matter whose fault is it? Yes, it does. If it's my fault, I want to know.

Hate announcing my misery out to the world like this.

And well, yes, if it makes us both happier if you give up, then please do. I was the one who pulled you into this in the first place from the very beginning so I apologize for all the trouble I've caused. You are free to go whenever you want. No strings attached, remember?
Ha, it seems as if that last sentence itself is a string. Bleh.

I disgust myself. I tell you, the day I lose my virginity would not be because I love that person to whom I lost it to. It would be because I want to lose it. Yeah, the fact shocked myself, but that's what I realized.
*shrugs* Ah well, change is constant, is it not?

And no, I haven't lost my virginity.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Chinese Drama Production

=)
Guess what?

SC's chinese drama production on Friday! Got the ticket from him yesterday. (rhymes!)

Chinese Drama Production by NUS Chinese Drama Society (or something) on 10th February, Friday, 7.30pm or 11th Feb, Saturday, 2.30pm. Tickets are available at $8 and $10. Venue is the University Cultural Centre. This drama is held on the first day of the NUS Arts Festival. Interested please leave a comment on this blog or email me at ng.wan.jing@gmail.com.

Help him to promote. As you can see I'm going on this Friday and I got the $10 seat. Supposedly can see better. A bit heartache, but worth it to support my friend. Anybody wants to watch with me? I'm going alone, as usual. Not that I mind, but some company would be nice. =)

Monday, February 06, 2006

Chingay part 1

Chingay was fun, but tiring.

Firstly, injuries from this event:
1) Slightly hurt feet. As with everybody else who have blisters, scars, bruised feet.
2) Hearing affected again, I think. It's time to head down to UHWC to check my ears.

As I said, Chingay was fun, but tiring. Was shouting down Orchard Road and stood for a full 4 hours or more each day, did 3 shows on Friday (unexpectedly), 3 on Saturday and 1 on Sunday.

Friday's show was actually a rehearsal down Orchard Road. Supposed to start at 8pm, ended up waiting till 9+pm. While waiting did quite a bit of jamming with the rest of SPU. Make-up damn thick because it's stage make-up. All the while was wondering how to get it off. There were make-up artists doing our make-up while Kim, Alex and Mel did our hair. One word for the hair - professional.


I think I look very auntie.









This one looks nicer. All happy!
Think we were more hyper on Friday than Saturday. And they said that I was dancing while we were travelling down the road. Was I? Then they say I look cute. Cute. *slaps forehead*

Saturday, actual day. Started on time. Firecrackers went off, some time later the vibrations reached the trees we were standing below and then because it was raining prior to the event, we were treated to a very short shower.
Had to wave to the audience. Quite embarrassing really but by the actual day had gotten used to it. One of the dancers from our group (Have I mentioned that it's a Peranakan item?) was like a cheerleader. As we went down the road he would instigate the audience to shout and scream then Fatimah and me would play our 'luo' to encourage them to scream.

I just post part of it up first because LY complains that I'm not blogging and she wants to read stuff. =P

You know, that cigarette looks goddamn tempting.
I shall swear as much as I want.
Go away and leave me alone. I don't have time, energy, patience or maturity to deal with it. I'm childish and I'm just a kid. Maybe forever a kid. Can't be bothered. Now go away.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Charm - I'm gone

The poem works like a charm

*poof*

I'm gone.









Updates for Chingay later.

*grin*

What irony.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Inability to concentrate

Oh dear/shucks/damn/fuck...

Make me concentrate, make me good, make me love my precious books.
Let me read, let me see, let me sit for an hour without turning to the PC.
Make me sit, make me read, bring me or my PC somewhere else please.

Tie me down to the seat, hold my head up from sleep,
feed me coffee, feed me food.
I don't care,
Just make me study.

Achy; Chingay; achy

(Wah kaoz, I have been into a knocking spree. An aching body and 3 nice blue-blacks. Sometimes can get blue-blacks for unknown reasons. Let this week pass quickly, cannot stand it liao. Never so disliked playing before.)
So today have to get another set of chingay costume, tomorrow show at Orchard (8pm), Saturday 3 shows at Orchard (8pm), Sunday show at Ang Mo Kio (?pm). Come support me! Actually you all don't come better, no pressure... =D Just kidding!
Can't wait to go to SC's chinese drama production next friday, which means that I'd miss alumni band again. If only he would reply me on how to get the tickets from him.

Have I mentioned how *curses* achy I feel?