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On the Sentosa bus. An awkward position for a picture I know, but we were too trigger happy to bother actually.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
Goodbye weekend, hello study week.
Goodbye weekend, hello study week.
The first day of the week seems to have started real early for me. After pressing the snooze button for the umpteenth time, I finally got out of bed at 730am. Thus began the harried showering and dressing and gobbling down of my brekkie before rushing (haha I didn't really actually) down to the pool for my swim date with Kelly. I was really quite late so my workout was pretty hurried as well, but I managed to get my 20 laps done asap, so that wasn't too bad.
Over at Faggy's now. The guys are making lunch! Beef pasta in cream sauce. It's probably the most enticing thing to my RAVENOUS stomach right now. Growl.
It was a good weekend I reckon. Ceci and I did dinner at Island Cafe which has awesome ambience if you ask me. True to its name, the place sure got us into the whole pseudo resort vibe, haha! (Read her blog for an INTERESTING drama post on romance.)
Saturday was rather domesticated if you ask me. Headed down to Sixth Avenue (very attas, I know la) to grocery shop for tunch - steak, roast chicken, veggie stirfry and mashed potatoes with cheese. Trust me, it sounds a lot fancier than the meal, but it was yummy nonetheless. Wish I'd thought to take pictures, but oh well.
Sunday was a Breezy Sunday! Caught Cassanova, though missing the first couple of minutes kinda spoilt it for me. I'd initially expected to be bored outta my wits for it seemed all period drama-ish, but heh, it was awesome! :) Headed down to Foster's for their afternoon tea thereafter - lip smacking delicious. The scones are to die for, and the English place's always a nice place to spend an afternoon. Definitely grabbing my bitch down there one day.
Had dinner with Jason's relatives in the night at this crab place at Joo Chiat post-tea. (My my, it sure is a whole lot of eating.) The crabs are seriously seriously huge and seriously seriously expensive. My goodness. It's probably the Prada of crabs? Hahaha!
Off to snap a couple of pictures of the boys' culinary endeavour.
The first day of the week seems to have started real early for me. After pressing the snooze button for the umpteenth time, I finally got out of bed at 730am. Thus began the harried showering and dressing and gobbling down of my brekkie before rushing (haha I didn't really actually) down to the pool for my swim date with Kelly. I was really quite late so my workout was pretty hurried as well, but I managed to get my 20 laps done asap, so that wasn't too bad.
Over at Faggy's now. The guys are making lunch! Beef pasta in cream sauce. It's probably the most enticing thing to my RAVENOUS stomach right now. Growl.
It was a good weekend I reckon. Ceci and I did dinner at Island Cafe which has awesome ambience if you ask me. True to its name, the place sure got us into the whole pseudo resort vibe, haha! (Read her blog for an INTERESTING drama post on romance.)
Saturday was rather domesticated if you ask me. Headed down to Sixth Avenue (very attas, I know la) to grocery shop for tunch - steak, roast chicken, veggie stirfry and mashed potatoes with cheese. Trust me, it sounds a lot fancier than the meal, but it was yummy nonetheless. Wish I'd thought to take pictures, but oh well.
Sunday was a Breezy Sunday! Caught Cassanova, though missing the first couple of minutes kinda spoilt it for me. I'd initially expected to be bored outta my wits for it seemed all period drama-ish, but heh, it was awesome! :) Headed down to Foster's for their afternoon tea thereafter - lip smacking delicious. The scones are to die for, and the English place's always a nice place to spend an afternoon. Definitely grabbing my bitch down there one day.
Had dinner with Jason's relatives in the night at this crab place at Joo Chiat post-tea. (My my, it sure is a whole lot of eating.) The crabs are seriously seriously huge and seriously seriously expensive. My goodness. It's probably the Prada of crabs? Hahaha!
Off to snap a couple of pictures of the boys' culinary endeavour.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
What now?
What now?
Spinning: Grammys on TV
Feeling: Extremely FRUSTRATED.
I'm finally done with the online university applications. Next up, photocopying results and mailing them, and in SMU's case, delivering them. It's a teeny load off my back that's for sure, those online essays had me knawing my nails, frustrated at my temporarily defunct brain. Anyhows, I'm just glad it's done.
The Grammys are on in the background and this random fact has just registered in my (now somewhat functioning) brain -> my French tutor looks like Chris Martin from Coldplay! My my. And Gwen Stefani looks amazing. She doesn't look a day over 30 if you asked me.
I absolutely hate it when travel plans fall apart you know? I hate to be so anxious and all but all those friggin' deals require booking within the next 3 days or something. So what is this, bye bye paradise?
Spinning: Grammys on TV
Feeling: Extremely FRUSTRATED.
I'm finally done with the online university applications. Next up, photocopying results and mailing them, and in SMU's case, delivering them. It's a teeny load off my back that's for sure, those online essays had me knawing my nails, frustrated at my temporarily defunct brain. Anyhows, I'm just glad it's done.
The Grammys are on in the background and this random fact has just registered in my (now somewhat functioning) brain -> my French tutor looks like Chris Martin from Coldplay! My my. And Gwen Stefani looks amazing. She doesn't look a day over 30 if you asked me.
I absolutely hate it when travel plans fall apart you know? I hate to be so anxious and all but all those friggin' deals require booking within the next 3 days or something. So what is this, bye bye paradise?
jma1
jma1
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Pre-badminton munchies at Biz Park. Marc's looking drugged in the presence of 2 ladies, ha ha ha!
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ka
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This is the only half-decent shot we have of us post-game. Our hands were shaking so badly we had 4 eyes and 2 mouths each in the other shots, haha!
The emancipation of the kaypoh queen.
The emancipation of the kaypoh queen.
You know you could be a kaypoh queen when:
1. The boyfriend says "aiyoh, don't kaypoh already la" as often as his ilus
2. Your project mates christen you "exotic kaypoh princess"
3. A pal includes a tabloid magazine as a Christmas present
4. Tabloid magazines are passed over to you, usually accompanied by "I know you like them."
You know you are a kaypoh queen when:
1. You talk about a stranger's life like you were her best friend
2. You know shitloads about people you don't know
3. You stay awake at unearthly hours just to blog-surf
4. You're happy to be known as one
Hahaha. How's this for self-acceptance?
You know you could be a kaypoh queen when:
1. The boyfriend says "aiyoh, don't kaypoh already la" as often as his ilus
2. Your project mates christen you "exotic kaypoh princess"
3. A pal includes a tabloid magazine as a Christmas present
4. Tabloid magazines are passed over to you, usually accompanied by "I know you like them."
You know you are a kaypoh queen when:
1. You talk about a stranger's life like you were her best friend
2. You know shitloads about people you don't know
3. You stay awake at unearthly hours just to blog-surf
4. You're happy to be known as one
Hahaha. How's this for self-acceptance?
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
What puts that smile on your face?
What puts that smile on your face?
What makes you happy? This is a question I always pose whenever life gets a little too monotonous or when the stress hormones threaten to destroy.
A leisurely breakfast with the papers all spread out in front of me.
Long bus rides with nothing but a novel and my thoughts.
Hearing my favourite song on the radio.
Having absolutely nothing at all to worry about.
Afternoon tea at Foster's.
Completing a good workout.
Sunshine.
Rainy days in.
Walks by the beach.
Watching a good movie at Lido.
Heartfelt praises.
Good conversations.
Coffee sessions with good company.
Tropical getaways.
Writing a good piece.
I'd like to be happy now.
What makes you happy? This is a question I always pose whenever life gets a little too monotonous or when the stress hormones threaten to destroy.
A leisurely breakfast with the papers all spread out in front of me.
Long bus rides with nothing but a novel and my thoughts.
Hearing my favourite song on the radio.
Having absolutely nothing at all to worry about.
Afternoon tea at Foster's.
Completing a good workout.
Sunshine.
Rainy days in.
Walks by the beach.
Watching a good movie at Lido.
Heartfelt praises.
Good conversations.
Coffee sessions with good company.
Tropical getaways.
Writing a good piece.
I'd like to be happy now.
Monday, February 06, 2006
When your kiss becomes a distant memory.
When your kiss becomes a distant memory.
Spinning: Power 98 mambo jumbo
Feeling: Cranky, melancholic, nostalgic
Nestled in my comfort zone, the pleasure of knowing I'm good enough lingers. The jungle outside awaits and I am procrastinating, for I am afraid. Afraid of pitting myself against the best.
Choices make life so darn difficult.
Someone tell me why I am so bent on going to Bali.
Spinning: Power 98 mambo jumbo
Feeling: Cranky, melancholic, nostalgic
Nestled in my comfort zone, the pleasure of knowing I'm good enough lingers. The jungle outside awaits and I am procrastinating, for I am afraid. Afraid of pitting myself against the best.
Choices make life so darn difficult.
Someone tell me why I am so bent on going to Bali.
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LASTHTMLECTUREsmall
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The last HTM lecture of my TP life! Picture taken by lianbu Yvonne!
mejas
mejas
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Impromptu town-trawling with Jazzy. Nothing special, just a lazy afternoon walking about. As we were saying, I've really missed those days when we could just head down to town and do NOTHING! It's been nothing but projects the past 3 months!
Saturday, February 04, 2006
The things people say...
The things people say...
While sunnies-shopping, here's what Ceci and I had to say:
"I look like a housefly."
"I look blind." "Yep."
"You look like you belong in the 70s." -Ceci proceeds to do the point sky point floor dance-
While browsing Borders, here's what we had to say about Edgar Allan Poe.
Me: "Wah, like that also poet. I also can write, ha ha ha."
Ceci: "Do not insult the great master. "
-accidentally hits my hand with the book-
Ceci: -looking at the book - "Sorry."
Me: "Do not apologize to the dead man."
ROFL! That had us in stitches all the way out of Borders.
While sunnies-shopping, here's what Ceci and I had to say:
"I look like a housefly."
"I look blind." "Yep."
"You look like you belong in the 70s." -Ceci proceeds to do the point sky point floor dance-
While browsing Borders, here's what we had to say about Edgar Allan Poe.
Me: "Wah, like that also poet. I also can write, ha ha ha."
Ceci: "Do not insult the great master. "
-accidentally hits my hand with the book-
Ceci: -looking at the book - "Sorry."
Me: "Do not apologize to the dead man."
ROFL! That had us in stitches all the way out of Borders.
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And I'll miss it all.
The HTM Olympics' back! It's refreshing to be playing instead of organizing it and it was also an opportunity to catch up with the Year 2 juniors in the Sentosa campus. I've missed them!
That's the ex-IG girls in the picture up there, minus Dawn who's home with sore eye. Lost in Captain's Ball, and while we would have liked to attribute it to us being handicapped with one less player, we know our stand. We were totally fooling around on the court and laughing our asses off. Lol.
Paired up with Jason in an impromptu badminton game. Boy, I hadn't touched my racket in ages and today's game reminded me just how easy it was to get hooked. It was also the first time Jason and I were playing together - kinda fun albeit a lil clumsy 'cos we kept going for the shuttlecock at the same time.
Boy, I'll miss it all.
year3
year3
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Year 3s!
Back row (L-R): Captain ballers Karin, Jas, myself, Sha and Xiu.
Front row (L-R): Street soccer players Nixon, ZQ, Kai, Trev & Faggy.
mirror
mirror
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This is such a funny picture. That's our reflection in the mirror.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Bali in my backyard.
Bali in my backyard.
Spinning: Norah Jones - Feels Like Home
Feeling: Put in place.
Every now and then, you stumble upon something beautiful, and for the time you revel in the wonder of the unexpected, the world and its many realities slip away. Though we were merely sitting in a nicely furnished back alley, the charm of it all made me feel like I'd found a little slice of Bali in Singapore.
I'd wanted to blog about North Shore yesterday, but it completely slipped my mind. North Shore's a new series on Starworld and the storyline basically revolves around a Hawaiian beach resort. My first thought when I started watching the episode yesterday was "so Baywatch Hawaii!" Well, scenery and drama aside, North Shore's transported a newly brunette Brooke Burns and Jason Momola with dreadlocks and a goatee from Baywatch Hawaii over. How convenient. Lol.
Spinning: Norah Jones - Feels Like Home
Feeling: Put in place.
Every now and then, you stumble upon something beautiful, and for the time you revel in the wonder of the unexpected, the world and its many realities slip away. Though we were merely sitting in a nicely furnished back alley, the charm of it all made me feel like I'd found a little slice of Bali in Singapore.
I'd wanted to blog about North Shore yesterday, but it completely slipped my mind. North Shore's a new series on Starworld and the storyline basically revolves around a Hawaiian beach resort. My first thought when I started watching the episode yesterday was "so Baywatch Hawaii!" Well, scenery and drama aside, North Shore's transported a newly brunette Brooke Burns and Jason Momola with dreadlocks and a goatee from Baywatch Hawaii over. How convenient. Lol.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Reminiscent of Robertson Quay
Reminiscent of Robertson Quay
Ever had a flashback, a memory so vivid, you almost feel compelled to revisit it? I can't believe it's been a year! We were at a completely different phase in life than the one we are in right now and the evenings out then brought on many a rib-tickling laugh. It feels kinda schizo actually to have the whole scene replaying in my mind and watch myself as a third party in it. I was in fact in half a mind to take advantage of the sunny skies and head down to the petrol-stenched riverside beauty, but I knew it wouldn't be the same without the company. Oh well. Good memories sure last a lifetime. :)
After a full day of bumming around at home/trying to get work done, I pulled on a pair of proper shorts and headed down to Bukit Merah Central with the intention to get groceries to make dinner. I haven't been there ever since I graduated from CGS and it was kinda like a step back through time. Nice. Culinary inspiration failed to hit even after I'd spent thirty full minutes wondering around the produce section, so I decided to do it the 21st century way - Indian takeaway! -applause-
Time for bed. Hoping a good swim tomorrow will wake me out of this perpetual sleep-mode. Come come come.
Ever had a flashback, a memory so vivid, you almost feel compelled to revisit it? I can't believe it's been a year! We were at a completely different phase in life than the one we are in right now and the evenings out then brought on many a rib-tickling laugh. It feels kinda schizo actually to have the whole scene replaying in my mind and watch myself as a third party in it. I was in fact in half a mind to take advantage of the sunny skies and head down to the petrol-stenched riverside beauty, but I knew it wouldn't be the same without the company. Oh well. Good memories sure last a lifetime. :)
After a full day of bumming around at home/trying to get work done, I pulled on a pair of proper shorts and headed down to Bukit Merah Central with the intention to get groceries to make dinner. I haven't been there ever since I graduated from CGS and it was kinda like a step back through time. Nice. Culinary inspiration failed to hit even after I'd spent thirty full minutes wondering around the produce section, so I decided to do it the 21st century way - Indian takeaway! -applause-
Time for bed. Hoping a good swim tomorrow will wake me out of this perpetual sleep-mode. Come come come.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels
to have all my different worlds collide.
Over-indulgence. Now that's one sin I know one and many commit during each Chinese New Year season. Bak kwa and those damn-it-yummy pineapple tarts are top on the sin list. The fact that this CNY's so near the Christmas and New Year festivities doesn't help at all either. That's almost two months' worth of binging. Good grief.
The homeliness of the CNY period always wraps me in a cocoon of warmth, tempting me to laze and idle the holiday away. I refuse to fall prey. Awoke bright and early on the first day, not to bai nian, but instead to stealthily make my way outside for a run before my mom started on one of her superstitions, lol! And today, Kelly babe and I hit the pool for laps. (The episode of the funny jokers at Delta part 3 I'll save for another day.) How's that for not straying huh?
Yesterday was chaotic, exhausting but oodles of fun! I had all my mates over - my poly mates, Sentosa gang, Spottiswoode gang, Jason as well as my very important bitch! Having my five different worlds in one room filled me with a blissful contentment. I know I have never done a good job juggling these worlds, and I always seem to be able to concentrate only on one at a time.. so yesterday was really quite an important milestone to me. As much as I enjoyed having crowds over, having dinner with just Bitch and Vince was good for winding down, as was the quiet movie-night-in with Jason later on. A day well spent.
Went by Marilyn's place post-swim. Black jack was the game of the day (again) where Jason and I set to recoup yesterday's losses. Well, we came no way close, but it's all in the name of fun. :)
to have all my different worlds collide.
Over-indulgence. Now that's one sin I know one and many commit during each Chinese New Year season. Bak kwa and those damn-it-yummy pineapple tarts are top on the sin list. The fact that this CNY's so near the Christmas and New Year festivities doesn't help at all either. That's almost two months' worth of binging. Good grief.
The homeliness of the CNY period always wraps me in a cocoon of warmth, tempting me to laze and idle the holiday away. I refuse to fall prey. Awoke bright and early on the first day, not to bai nian, but instead to stealthily make my way outside for a run before my mom started on one of her superstitions, lol! And today, Kelly babe and I hit the pool for laps. (The episode of the funny jokers at Delta part 3 I'll save for another day.) How's that for not straying huh?
Yesterday was chaotic, exhausting but oodles of fun! I had all my mates over - my poly mates, Sentosa gang, Spottiswoode gang, Jason as well as my very important bitch! Having my five different worlds in one room filled me with a blissful contentment. I know I have never done a good job juggling these worlds, and I always seem to be able to concentrate only on one at a time.. so yesterday was really quite an important milestone to me. As much as I enjoyed having crowds over, having dinner with just Bitch and Vince was good for winding down, as was the quiet movie-night-in with Jason later on. A day well spent.
Went by Marilyn's place post-swim. Black jack was the game of the day (again) where Jason and I set to recoup yesterday's losses. Well, we came no way close, but it's all in the name of fun. :)
Maybe because it isn't supposed to make sense.
Maybe because it isn't supposed to make sense.
LeAnn Rimes - But I Do Love You
I don't like to be alone in the night
And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right
And I don't like to have the rain on my shoe
But I do love you, but I do love you
I don't like to see the sky painted gray
And I don't like when nothing's going my way
And I don't like to be the one with the blues
But I do love you, but I do love you
Love everything about the way you're loving me
The way you lay your head
Upon my shoulder when you sleep
And I love to kiss you in the rain
I love everything you do, oh I do
I don't like to turn the radio on
Just to find I missed my favorite song
And I don't like to be the last with the news
But I do love you, but I do love you
Love everything about the way you're loving me
The way you lay your head
Upon my shoulder when you sleep
And I love to kiss you in the rain
I love everything you do, oh I do
And I don't like to be alone in the night
And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right
And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes
But I do love you, but I do love you
But I do love you, but I do love you.
This song makes no sense. What has disliking the rain on one's shoes got to do with loving someone? Hah, just like the crazy little thing called love I say! Makes no sense at all.
LeAnn Rimes - But I Do Love You
I don't like to be alone in the night
And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right
And I don't like to have the rain on my shoe
But I do love you, but I do love you
I don't like to see the sky painted gray
And I don't like when nothing's going my way
And I don't like to be the one with the blues
But I do love you, but I do love you
Love everything about the way you're loving me
The way you lay your head
Upon my shoulder when you sleep
And I love to kiss you in the rain
I love everything you do, oh I do
I don't like to turn the radio on
Just to find I missed my favorite song
And I don't like to be the last with the news
But I do love you, but I do love you
Love everything about the way you're loving me
The way you lay your head
Upon my shoulder when you sleep
And I love to kiss you in the rain
I love everything you do, oh I do
And I don't like to be alone in the night
And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right
And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes
But I do love you, but I do love you
But I do love you, but I do love you.
This song makes no sense. What has disliking the rain on one's shoes got to do with loving someone? Hah, just like the crazy little thing called love I say! Makes no sense at all.
Monday, January 30, 2006
blackjack3
blackjack3
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It amazes me how gambling forms an integral part of Chinese New Year.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Coffee and oranges.
Coffee and oranges.
I am always so exhausted whenever the first day of the Chinese New Year rolls around. The house-hopping never fails to wear me out, though I have to admit those tiny red packets are quite a perk... Lol.
Zipped off to meet Jem for coffee in the night. It was so good to just catch up and talk nonsense like we pretty much used to do. And I was pretty much bowled over by his new-found gentlemanly behaviour. Ahh.. so the army does good actually.
Me: Hey, you've become more gentlemanly ever since you went into army huh?
Jem: Izzit? Where got. We just haven't been walking into doors and escalators that much in the past la.
LOL!
I am always so exhausted whenever the first day of the Chinese New Year rolls around. The house-hopping never fails to wear me out, though I have to admit those tiny red packets are quite a perk... Lol.
Zipped off to meet Jem for coffee in the night. It was so good to just catch up and talk nonsense like we pretty much used to do. And I was pretty much bowled over by his new-found gentlemanly behaviour. Ahh.. so the army does good actually.
Me: Hey, you've become more gentlemanly ever since you went into army huh?
Jem: Izzit? Where got. We just haven't been walking into doors and escalators that much in the past la.
LOL!
starbucksslogansmall
starbucksslogansmall
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Speak softly, people will listen.
Take your time, the world will wait.
How apt for enjoying coffee huh? I'm inspired.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Round table
Round table
Feeling: Absolutely stuffed!
Spinning: Lifehouse - Blind/Chapter One
How could a person have gone from ravenous to absolutely stuffed in a matter of 30 minutes? By gobbling up dinner that is! Gosh, I can barely move my newly acquired buddha belly. To think I'll be heading out for supper with the Spottiswoode gang in less than an hour. Ecks. Think I'd better stick to having tea and nothing else.
Today's reunion dinner was great, as usual. Everybody was full of praise for korkor's buah keluak and achar. Hmm. People often ask me how I stay this size living in a house chock full of Peranakan delights. I don't know, maybe I've grown up around good food.. so much that I don't feel the need to gobble all the goodies in sight I guess? Tsk. Spoilt brat huh?
I was actually planning on blogging a reflective entry, seeing how it's Chinese New Year and all, but I guess it's time to end this post. Gotta get ready for my supper date. Ecks. Still stuffed.
Feeling: Absolutely stuffed!
Spinning: Lifehouse - Blind/Chapter One
How could a person have gone from ravenous to absolutely stuffed in a matter of 30 minutes? By gobbling up dinner that is! Gosh, I can barely move my newly acquired buddha belly. To think I'll be heading out for supper with the Spottiswoode gang in less than an hour. Ecks. Think I'd better stick to having tea and nothing else.
Today's reunion dinner was great, as usual. Everybody was full of praise for korkor's buah keluak and achar. Hmm. People often ask me how I stay this size living in a house chock full of Peranakan delights. I don't know, maybe I've grown up around good food.. so much that I don't feel the need to gobble all the goodies in sight I guess? Tsk. Spoilt brat huh?
I was actually planning on blogging a reflective entry, seeing how it's Chinese New Year and all, but I guess it's time to end this post. Gotta get ready for my supper date. Ecks. Still stuffed.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Some court shoes bite.
Some court shoes bite.
That's a shot of my CPM team, snapped by Owen just before we zipped in for the last presentation of our entire Hospitality life in TP. There we are, all dolled up in our suits (HTM BESE standards okay, haha), those darn-it-painful court shoes and with our hair tied up that way. It struck me that the project's lasted for only 7 weeks. You mean the mayhem lasted us only 7 weeks?! Trust me, it seemed like forever.
It's been one helluva journey alright. From the heart attack inducing "please come see me" phone call, the crazy trips into Sentosa for the usually unproductive meetings, the hair-wrenching survey sessions, the boisterously crazy laughter and ah-lian jokes shared in the com labs, to the recent late night meetings... We're as different as six individuals can be, yet when we come together as a team; it's magic. And you know what, I can almost confidently say that all of us have grown from hating Aloysius Lee to well, liking him quite a bit. God, has it only been 7 weeks?!! I can't get over that.
I arrived home at six today, after picking up my turquoise drawstring pants from Far East and having my brows trimmed. It felt weird to be home this early and even weirder to be able to bum around. My couch potato alter-ego didn't take too long to get reacquainted with my sofa though. A comfortably lazy evening was spent watching American Idol auditions (LOL) and F.R.I.E.N.D.S, together with Mcdonald's home delivery. It doesn't take alot to make a girl happy you know?
TV night's turned my brains to mush. Can't quite get into the swing of doing my CPM portfolio. Ecks, I don't wanna be stuck doing that during the CNY break, but it ain't quite good to un-mush mush no?
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Defying logic
Defying logic
So all the supposed u-turns have finally led to a dead end. The numbness has lasted me through the best part of the day, but the smallest of email comments dropped the guard. What was I expecting really. I don't even know why I'm beating myself up over this.
So all the supposed u-turns have finally led to a dead end. The numbness has lasted me through the best part of the day, but the smallest of email comments dropped the guard. What was I expecting really. I don't even know why I'm beating myself up over this.
Monday, January 23, 2006
At ease with me.
At ease with me.
Spinning: Kitaro - Island of Life
Feeling: Like who I used to be
Pre-ranting: For those of you who might be vaguely interested (though I seriously doubt it 'cos you're all probably in the "HTM SEM BE GONE" mindset), my article of choice was one on child sex tourism. My "child sex tourism" radar has been on every morning I scan the papers ever since the day I chose that article. Now, I didn't know there was a Singapore activist group, all women to boot, that hopes to raise awareness about child trafficking and prostitution! Their site's not quite up yet, so you might wanna check out www.threezframe.blogspot.com for now.
Ever wondered what a constantly evolving you would like, should your spirit have the power to leave your shell of a body? I'm so in touch with myself these days, it's kinda driving me crazy.
Opportunity cost. The independence I've evolved to possess comes with a price tag - aloofness. I no longer plan my schedule around people, nor do I thrive on the energy of people around me. Instead, there's a serene joy in doing things as to my whim and fancy.
No more disappointment when my workout buddy backs out at the last moment. No more need for unnecessary small talk during workouts. No more scrambling out of bed with just 2 hours of sleep just to keep an appointment. No more committing to something I'd rather not do. While this step out of this vicious cycle of people-pleasing is refreshing, it has to a certain extent, robbed me of my ability to feel and relate to people.
Now don't get me wrong. I haven't morphed into a hermit all of a sudden or something. I've just become more at ease with myself and being alone with myself than I've ever been. And I value this independence.
Jason came by real early yesterday morning and off we went for our run to Mt. Faber and back. Running UP the hill was no darn joke, but it was a good workout. We're both pretty active, but we haven't exactly worked out together. Come to think of it, the last time we actually exercised together was in early 2004. Right. Lol. Working out's been a huge part of my life, and sharing that part with him felt good. The run's on the "share list" we've sorta come up with in our recent quest to keep the passion alive by the way. Very cartoon I know, haha.
Finally caught Undiscovered, and it was sadly as badly cliched as I'd expected it to be. Oh well. They've got a smokin' soundtrack though.
Steve Strait & Jen Crowe - Smart In a Stupid Way
She had eyes like crazy diamonds
And yew and feet of clay
We rolled the windows down as they would go
It was a smoggy day
She looked up and asked me if I ever had a lover that I did not betray
And I turned on the radio and I looked the other way
She said you're smart, but in a stupid way
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way
The doors they close like eyelids
The train just pulled away
Sometimes I smell the perfume that she was wearing that day
And I wonder if there's anyone that I'll ever love in any way
Maybe I'll grow up and be good someday
Maybe this pain I feel will go away
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way
So why is my heart so hollow
Why are my dreams so shallow
And why don't I ever have anything else to say
And why is my love so far away
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way.
Spinning: Kitaro - Island of Life
Feeling: Like who I used to be
Pre-ranting: For those of you who might be vaguely interested (though I seriously doubt it 'cos you're all probably in the "HTM SEM BE GONE" mindset), my article of choice was one on child sex tourism. My "child sex tourism" radar has been on every morning I scan the papers ever since the day I chose that article. Now, I didn't know there was a Singapore activist group, all women to boot, that hopes to raise awareness about child trafficking and prostitution! Their site's not quite up yet, so you might wanna check out www.threezframe.blogspot.com for now.
Ever wondered what a constantly evolving you would like, should your spirit have the power to leave your shell of a body? I'm so in touch with myself these days, it's kinda driving me crazy.
Opportunity cost. The independence I've evolved to possess comes with a price tag - aloofness. I no longer plan my schedule around people, nor do I thrive on the energy of people around me. Instead, there's a serene joy in doing things as to my whim and fancy.
No more disappointment when my workout buddy backs out at the last moment. No more need for unnecessary small talk during workouts. No more scrambling out of bed with just 2 hours of sleep just to keep an appointment. No more committing to something I'd rather not do. While this step out of this vicious cycle of people-pleasing is refreshing, it has to a certain extent, robbed me of my ability to feel and relate to people.
Now don't get me wrong. I haven't morphed into a hermit all of a sudden or something. I've just become more at ease with myself and being alone with myself than I've ever been. And I value this independence.
Jason came by real early yesterday morning and off we went for our run to Mt. Faber and back. Running UP the hill was no darn joke, but it was a good workout. We're both pretty active, but we haven't exactly worked out together. Come to think of it, the last time we actually exercised together was in early 2004. Right. Lol. Working out's been a huge part of my life, and sharing that part with him felt good. The run's on the "share list" we've sorta come up with in our recent quest to keep the passion alive by the way. Very cartoon I know, haha.
Finally caught Undiscovered, and it was sadly as badly cliched as I'd expected it to be. Oh well. They've got a smokin' soundtrack though.
Steve Strait & Jen Crowe - Smart In a Stupid Way
She had eyes like crazy diamonds
And yew and feet of clay
We rolled the windows down as they would go
It was a smoggy day
She looked up and asked me if I ever had a lover that I did not betray
And I turned on the radio and I looked the other way
She said you're smart, but in a stupid way
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way
The doors they close like eyelids
The train just pulled away
Sometimes I smell the perfume that she was wearing that day
And I wonder if there's anyone that I'll ever love in any way
Maybe I'll grow up and be good someday
Maybe this pain I feel will go away
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way
So why is my heart so hollow
Why are my dreams so shallow
And why don't I ever have anything else to say
And why is my love so far away
And this is the price that you pay
For being smart in a stupid way
You stand there staring while you lover walks away
Being smart, in a stupid way.
Friday, January 20, 2006
When the whole world fits inside your arms
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
I'll make you banana pancakes.
Spinning - Jack Johnson - In Between Dreams
Feeling - More relaxed than I've been in days
I've been spinning the album all afternoon, ever since I sat down to attempt my HTM Sem Portfolio. The guitar strumming and soothing vocals of Hawaii boy Johnson makes me feel like I'm in a rustic beach resort and that the sea's just a couple of steps out the door. I'm imagining a place that's a cross between Grand Hyatt Bali and Paya Beach Resort Tioman. Wooden floor planks. Sunshine. Salty sea breeze. White and blue instead of burnt orange and turquoise. Hmmm. :)
It's kinda amazing how sounds and scents can conjure up the cocktail of intangible emotions in me. I wish I could share in words what it is exactly I feel on a balmy cloudy afternoon like these, but I can't. And I think that it is this lack of vocabulary that makes the feeling even more personal and beautiful. Lost you didn't I? Lol.
Anyway, an opportunity to go on a holiday was thrown in my face and I valliantly slapped it away. Quoting myself, "That'll leave me with only 2 days to prepare for my Calculus exam, cannot lah." The destination was Shanghai by the way.
As I was telling a friend last night, nothing (and I repeat, NOTHING), not even the final exam of my final semester, would have made me say no if the destination had been Bali or any other (exotic enough) tropical beach resort. I don't quite like the cold... and China's never appealed to me as an enjoyable holiday destination. There you have it. That said, I'll prolly be one of the last few to tap on the booming Chinese market opportunities.
This morning's swim was fruitful - it didn't only provide my limbs with a much anticipated loosening but it rejolted my like for creating analogies as well. Here's what happened. Imagine the length of the swimming pool. I'm swimming from end A to end B when this joker jumps in and plonks himself directly in my lane at end B, despite the fact that there were 1001 lanes available. (Okay I'm exaggerating. Make that 5 lanes.) I was incensed, and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like a grouper with flaring nostrils or something. As I approached end B, the obvious choice was to switch to the next lane.
That whole episode got me thinking and relating it to life. Imagine the pool as life. Once in awhile, obstacles and curveballs are thrown in, in this case in the form of the extremely irritating joker. One can be angry and upset, but ultimately, one still has to deal with it.
Now, I chose to deal with it by switching lanes and avoiding confrontation (though I admit I threw him a dirty look coupled with an extremely loud tutting noise when I surfaced) but some (more violent people) might have swam right towards him and kneed him in the balls or something. I unfortunately do not have a conclusion to this analogy just yet, haha.
I'll make you banana pancakes.
Spinning - Jack Johnson - In Between Dreams
Feeling - More relaxed than I've been in days
I've been spinning the album all afternoon, ever since I sat down to attempt my HTM Sem Portfolio. The guitar strumming and soothing vocals of Hawaii boy Johnson makes me feel like I'm in a rustic beach resort and that the sea's just a couple of steps out the door. I'm imagining a place that's a cross between Grand Hyatt Bali and Paya Beach Resort Tioman. Wooden floor planks. Sunshine. Salty sea breeze. White and blue instead of burnt orange and turquoise. Hmmm. :)
It's kinda amazing how sounds and scents can conjure up the cocktail of intangible emotions in me. I wish I could share in words what it is exactly I feel on a balmy cloudy afternoon like these, but I can't. And I think that it is this lack of vocabulary that makes the feeling even more personal and beautiful. Lost you didn't I? Lol.
Anyway, an opportunity to go on a holiday was thrown in my face and I valliantly slapped it away. Quoting myself, "That'll leave me with only 2 days to prepare for my Calculus exam, cannot lah." The destination was Shanghai by the way.
As I was telling a friend last night, nothing (and I repeat, NOTHING), not even the final exam of my final semester, would have made me say no if the destination had been Bali or any other (exotic enough) tropical beach resort. I don't quite like the cold... and China's never appealed to me as an enjoyable holiday destination. There you have it. That said, I'll prolly be one of the last few to tap on the booming Chinese market opportunities.
This morning's swim was fruitful - it didn't only provide my limbs with a much anticipated loosening but it rejolted my like for creating analogies as well. Here's what happened. Imagine the length of the swimming pool. I'm swimming from end A to end B when this joker jumps in and plonks himself directly in my lane at end B, despite the fact that there were 1001 lanes available. (Okay I'm exaggerating. Make that 5 lanes.) I was incensed, and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like a grouper with flaring nostrils or something. As I approached end B, the obvious choice was to switch to the next lane.
That whole episode got me thinking and relating it to life. Imagine the pool as life. Once in awhile, obstacles and curveballs are thrown in, in this case in the form of the extremely irritating joker. One can be angry and upset, but ultimately, one still has to deal with it.
Now, I chose to deal with it by switching lanes and avoiding confrontation (though I admit I threw him a dirty look coupled with an extremely loud tutting noise when I surfaced) but some (more violent people) might have swam right towards him and kneed him in the balls or something. I unfortunately do not have a conclusion to this analogy just yet, haha.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
E-X-H-A-U-S-T-I-O-N
E-X-H-A-U-S-T-I-O-N
Taking a break from editing the proposal... I'm exhausted! Golly, my group's been working late for 2 consecutive nights, and I'm crossing my fingers this won't be the case tomorrow. These couple of late nights fill me with a teeny bit of nostalgia actually.. reminds me of my late-night projects in Year 1 Sem 1 and the many late nights the HTMIG spent in campus holding events and having meetings. Good Lord. I can't believe that poly life will be over in a month! The one and only exam's on 21 February, after which it'll be our self-proclaimed graduation. Now that the project hoo-hah's coming to an end.. the anticipation of loss' slowly starting to surface.
It's been a good week though, despite the hustle and bustle, and the fact that I'm down with flu. At least I don't feel like I'm gonna fall off the chair anytime soon. And I've got a jolly group working with me to boot - loadsa amusing anecdotes and bimbotic exclamations. Just my cup of tea, haha!
NAPFA was extremely satisfying as well. One's body really is a temple, though I gotta admit I haven't been respecting mine of late, what with the lack of sleep and all. Hmm. Actually I DO feel like I'm gonna fall off my chair.
Taking a break from editing the proposal... I'm exhausted! Golly, my group's been working late for 2 consecutive nights, and I'm crossing my fingers this won't be the case tomorrow. These couple of late nights fill me with a teeny bit of nostalgia actually.. reminds me of my late-night projects in Year 1 Sem 1 and the many late nights the HTMIG spent in campus holding events and having meetings. Good Lord. I can't believe that poly life will be over in a month! The one and only exam's on 21 February, after which it'll be our self-proclaimed graduation. Now that the project hoo-hah's coming to an end.. the anticipation of loss' slowly starting to surface.
It's been a good week though, despite the hustle and bustle, and the fact that I'm down with flu. At least I don't feel like I'm gonna fall off the chair anytime soon. And I've got a jolly group working with me to boot - loadsa amusing anecdotes and bimbotic exclamations. Just my cup of tea, haha!
NAPFA was extremely satisfying as well. One's body really is a temple, though I gotta admit I haven't been respecting mine of late, what with the lack of sleep and all. Hmm. Actually I DO feel like I'm gonna fall off my chair.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Hon, you jump like f*ck.
Hon, you jump like f*ck.
Post shopping on Thursday night. Was sent home by the boyfriend. Standing at lift landing.
Shared my fear on not being able to jump far enough for standing broad jump. Ex-long-jump-champion shared his tips and did a demo. I tried. He burst out laughing. "Hon, you jump like f*ck."
F*ck got me my 178 today. Hah! Maybe it wasn't f*ck but luck instead. Lol!
Post shopping on Thursday night. Was sent home by the boyfriend. Standing at lift landing.
Shared my fear on not being able to jump far enough for standing broad jump. Ex-long-jump-champion shared his tips and did a demo. I tried. He burst out laughing. "Hon, you jump like f*ck."
F*ck got me my 178 today. Hah! Maybe it wasn't f*ck but luck instead. Lol!
breekswithceciandjason
breekswithceciandjason
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Check out the effect this effect has on the background. Haha.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
On my own two feet.
On my own two feet.
We live in our shadows of who we used to be, and it is from these that we must break free.
I've gone through a couple of such phases of change of liberation in this past year, yet each time I think I'm ready to cast the old shadows aside, someone, or something pulls me right back. It frustrates me each time that happens, though a sliver of my consciousness wonders if it is a good thing that I'm forced to be grounded like I am right now.
I know I've changed - my ideals especially. While I'm happy being who I've become, circumstances don't seem to want to let me embrace this new me. Everything seems so contrived each time I try to conform myself to be who everybody expects me to be, it's kinda hard to breathe.
I'm beginning to believe in karma. Kinda feels like we've switched places in a span of a year. I'm fighting to keep my faith in what I used to believe in, though it's beginning to feel like a losing battle. I know I'm losing my footing. Trying ain't easy, and the phonecall's just made things that much harder. How long more Leigh?
After a whole week of rain, the sun's been unexpectedly bright the past two days. If I were anymore imaginative, I'd have thought it to be a sign that I'm finally doing things right. Apt timing too.
We live in our shadows of who we used to be, and it is from these that we must break free.
I've gone through a couple of such phases of change of liberation in this past year, yet each time I think I'm ready to cast the old shadows aside, someone, or something pulls me right back. It frustrates me each time that happens, though a sliver of my consciousness wonders if it is a good thing that I'm forced to be grounded like I am right now.
I know I've changed - my ideals especially. While I'm happy being who I've become, circumstances don't seem to want to let me embrace this new me. Everything seems so contrived each time I try to conform myself to be who everybody expects me to be, it's kinda hard to breathe.
I'm beginning to believe in karma. Kinda feels like we've switched places in a span of a year. I'm fighting to keep my faith in what I used to believe in, though it's beginning to feel like a losing battle. I know I'm losing my footing. Trying ain't easy, and the phonecall's just made things that much harder. How long more Leigh?
After a whole week of rain, the sun's been unexpectedly bright the past two days. If I were anymore imaginative, I'd have thought it to be a sign that I'm finally doing things right. Apt timing too.
Fuschia peacock feathers.
Fuschia peacock feathers.
I finally got my hair permed, after 2 years' worth of procrastination and unsuitable hair lengths. Truth be told, I barely recognise the stranger looking back at me in the mirror in the mornings, though it does feel kinda cool to have poofy messy hair, haha! My only gripe is that I gotta stay away from the pool for 2 weeks, unless I subject myself to wearing a swimming cap. We'll see if I do get THAT desperate.
Don't quite feel like putting my life situation down in words. I kinda feel like I've just gotten off a nerve-wrecking rollercoaster ride - my heart's still somewhere up in the clouds. I need a coffee session without having to worry about work awaiting. CPM be over!
Brunch date at Starbucks tomorrow! love brunches. Come Sunday, it'll be brunch (again) with Jemo. I totally miss that dude. And I think we'll be coffee-ing with Ceci in the evening tomorrow. Mmm. -tunes mind off work-
I finally got my hair permed, after 2 years' worth of procrastination and unsuitable hair lengths. Truth be told, I barely recognise the stranger looking back at me in the mirror in the mornings, though it does feel kinda cool to have poofy messy hair, haha! My only gripe is that I gotta stay away from the pool for 2 weeks, unless I subject myself to wearing a swimming cap. We'll see if I do get THAT desperate.
Don't quite feel like putting my life situation down in words. I kinda feel like I've just gotten off a nerve-wrecking rollercoaster ride - my heart's still somewhere up in the clouds. I need a coffee session without having to worry about work awaiting. CPM be over!
Brunch date at Starbucks tomorrow! love brunches. Come Sunday, it'll be brunch (again) with Jemo. I totally miss that dude. And I think we'll be coffee-ing with Ceci in the evening tomorrow. Mmm. -tunes mind off work-
pepperlunch2
pepperlunch2
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Dinner at Pepper Lunch. We've been dying to check that place out, but it's always been crowded... until today.
groupinaction
groupinaction
Originally uploaded by sarongskirts.
Group meeting outside LT 18 - Racking our brains and laughing our guts out over the floor plans.
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