groggy

from all that sick trigonometric math! i hate math! math makes me shriek in disgust!!! eewwwww!!!!! HORROR! i am about 8 topics behind schedule!!! *press panic button*  (imagine it in red)

anyway.. on a lighter side of things. i was just reading the papers… "Fanntasy World… It is a series of 3D animation clips for mobile phones which she developed with MediaCorp studios producer Terris Chiang and animator Kenny Ong"

how many animators by the name of kenny ong are there!?? could he be our legendary K.O.? lol… heather! u are given this majestic task of finding out! lol.. LAME.

K.O. is a very funny character back in poly. he was our animation lecturer. and his actions are really cute it always made me ball over in laughter. haha.. well not like ALL the time cos i wasn’t in love with him and not likely to fall for him in the present or near future.

okay.. i promised my student a cheesecake. gonna bake one for him tonite! back to FKING MATHEMATICS. *just think i’m doing math so that Dr Phil can be my husband*

 

 

(no, that’s a lie)

oh Dr Phil will u have my baby if i scored well in math??? i’ll constitute 0.001 of the passes in management math!

there’s a catch in that line. catch it and u know if i’m speaking from the bottom of my heart.

 

what to do now? I’m UBER LAME!

go veg!

sidetrack from the title for a moment: gee i’m just looking at this pic of my mum, my bro and i. and my mum’s wearing this huge white belt that’s so popular lately. haa… what goes around really does come around!

 

oh well anyway… yesterday was veg day. my fam was gonna go to this religious event so everyone was made to go veg. well not including me… cos i had chicken pasta at school. so dinner at home… was really cute. dad bought all kinds of vegetarian "meats".. we had like "fishballs, fish cakes, chicken nuggets"… but they’re all very nice! though made from soy and flour (i presume), they have this slight elasticity in em.. that their juices just splash out in ur mouth. that’s amazing. smart people, these vegs. haaa… no i have nothing against vegetarians. but i just think it’s nice to go veg once in a while. and oh… because we can’t eat on anythin that has ever touched meat, we used new utensils.. plastic fork and spoons, plastic plates, used the never-before-opened cookware, new knife, new scissors (refused to buy chopping board though), new ladle…. looks complete aint it. we started eating and i stared at mum’s rice. it was cooked from the rice cooker.. right? u would have thought rice cooker is "pure". but no… we steam chicken on the rice sometimes… so… it isn’t really vegetarian right? i told my mum and she started laughing. she said.. why did u open ur big mouth!! if u didnt tell me, i wouldnt know.. and i would have eaten in peace. now that i know…. she called out for the maid "muchi! u used everything nicely but u used the rice cooker!!!!" then my maid laughed. oh well. anyway.. it was a fun dinner. the funniest thing was when my grandma laughed when we discovered that the rice wasnt really pure vegetarian. so i asked her if she knew what were we laughing about.. she said "ur mum doesn’t like to use plastic utensils" haa.. she’s so cute. it’s true what they say about elderly being childish at times. but i think that’s probably their happiest moments.

depressing start

finally.. my first depressed day of the year. isn’t that helluva cool…? that’s a milestone.

 

why are things the way they are, i don’t comprehend. neither do i want to know.. oh well, perhaps i really do.

 

i really want to go to hk. but i really want to pass my exams with flying colors.

 

what is the significance of 1 week? alot. what is the significance of 4 days as compared to 1 week? pretty much too.

 

hk never caught my heart. never ever. yet why this time round i feel so compelled to go? i can get subsidised trips whenever i want. but why this time i just can’t let it go? i really can’t. can’t. can’t. i missed it last year. this year the opportunity presents itself. surely next year the opportunity will arise again.. won’t it? but why can’t i let it go this time round?

 

i’m unhappy with myself. i made someone unhappy. i made him undully worried. but i really want to go hk.

 

how come i’m so different? today is not the first time i’m feeling it. i felt it ever since i was in polytechnic. as friends, as close friends, as best friends, we can laugh over things, gossip over things. but i always felt i was different… from everyone else. i was so alike my friends, yet i was distant. i could understand what we were gettin at… but i could also see more than that. which perhaps… they don’t see. i feel in tune with their emotions and thoughts… but i sometimes dont get it. why can’t i just be another 16 year old, another 18 year old, or another 21 year old? why must i be so different. being different has its advantages. but it always makes me feel lonely.

gua mau che sua

i need a sponsor aka sugar daddy. wahaha!!

 

i was reading this baba malay dictionary in the bathroom and i came across some hilarious phrases…

 

cheena bangliow – chinese labourer

cheena be chia – chinese trishaw rider

cheena gerk – newly arrived chinese from china, non-baba local chinese

cheena lang-ting-tang – the itinerant chinese fortune teller who goes around in the evening strumming a chinese ukelele with a lantern attached to it

cheena pok kua – chinese fortune teller

cheena tongkang – ME

 

a rough type of person.

 

i ought to stop spouting vulgarities. i know my friends notice but they don’t say. so i’m gonna stop saying it. for the good of everyone.

 

anyway, i feel relaxed today. because!!!!! it’s finally here and no doubt it’s 2 days late… but it’s here!!!! hahaha…. i feel like a sudden gush of emotions. it’s a good feeling! but not when it starts to hurt.

 

i’m helping mh with his bakery webbie.. i hope i’ll do a good job! and get money fast. because i seriously need cash!

 

prioritising

the preliminary exam schedule is out. okay.. i know it’s just a PRELIMINARY exam.. but man… i feel obligated to make a good attempt at it. somehow… it’s just as real as the real exams. i’m scared. i’m nervous i really am…. it’s not like i’ve lost focus in the things i do, in my studies. it’s just that the fear just overcomes me and halts my progress. i can’t really concentrate because i’m scared i might fail. and i wonder where has my confidence gone?

 

to tell u the truth…. i havent failed so badly in my examinations before. i mean.. secondary school was different. u can score even if u only study a day before. but now in university. i think these last two years are pretty critical. if i do not pass my economics unit this year… i wont have anything to study next year. and if next year i do not clear all my subjects… i’m going to have to study into the fourth year. that would be around 32000 spent on a university. what’s worse is………… i dare not think. 32000 on a lower class?! hell no. i guess i just have to try to forget my fear… and JUST DO IT.

 

now i’m focussing. but i guess i’m focussing too much on the outcome. should shift my focus rite… to my plan. oh well. i’m a scatterbrain. haa… now that my brain is beginning to gear up for the exams… my motivation to exercise is close to zero. suddenly, i dont feel like going to the gym anymore. to tell u the truth.. i’ve started liking to exercise. i feel good after i exercise. but now…… i feel like i need to drag myself to gym. this is bad…

 

remember my new year resolutions? i had a whole list there. and i’ve failed in almost all of them. the first and foremost to stop napping and sleep 5 hours a day? i totally sucked at it. friday i slept for 12 whole hours. i never knew i had such astounding capability.

 

yesterday, i met up with siti. she’s a babe. i luv her to bits. she told me a joke. a wise man said "rice is important. rice is protein. u need lots of protein. hence u should eat lots of rice" what a genius aint he? he has since became part of my daily motivation to smile.

what’s ur strength?

Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking

You aren’t afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal. You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk. You should major in: Philosophy Music Theology Art History Foreign language What Should You Major In?

hatsu-gong-gong and the hunchback

imagine if in real life, a singapore kid finds a deathnote book. what would he write in it? he’d write "this book belongs to amos ang" .. what will happen to him? 🙂

– an excerpt from the forbidden chestnuts

 

 

i luv u crystal

i love my dog more and more each and everyday… she’s so silly.. yet adorable and sweet at the same time. she’s very mischevious too! but i love her all the same… last night i was tryin to sleep.. and my brother came back. i think it was around 2am. he came up to my room.. and my dog followed. i could hear her tag and her footsteps. it was really cute.. and her unmistakable pant. aww.. that sweetie pie… but u know.. my grandma is so dead against her coming upstairs. she fears crystal might shit all over the place. but i think crystal is far more sensible.. she is toilet trained! lol… though sometimes.. i think she goes kuckoo. haha… oh well.. yah.. so she came up.. my grandma saw her. i sprang out of my bed and led her to my parents’ room.. and my dad saw her.. and was prepared to shout when i chased her out.. (poor baby.. nobody wants u upstairs.. i know u’re afraid of rainy days.. but i dont wanna sleep downstairs with u on the sofa) so… crystal dived right under my bed.. but too bad.. my grandma has been keeping a vigil watch on her actions. lol… so…. my gran… 92 years and all…. crept down and got under the bed trying to pull crystal out. so anyway.. i walked out. and the silly girl ran out too.. i chased her downstairs with the feather duster. and know what… 15 minutes later.. she came back up. i dont know what happened after that. i fell asleep. too tired. haa… i just love how she looks when she tilts her head to the side thinking food is going to drop down when we’re all eating in front of her.

 

today…. i had lessons till 9pm. and i heard this really lame joke.. which i don’t really find funny. but i laughed at its silliness… ok i heard it on the bus eavsdropping to a bunch of 16 year olds. here goes… one day, there was this really hot nun at the bus stop. she’s like REALLY HOT. and there’s this ah beng who spotted and hot nun and was trying to make passes at her. he kept asking the hot nun "can i jio u or not" kept asking.. all the way to the bus.. on the bus. he was pretty persistent.. and noisy. and the bus driver was really pissed off. so he kept staring at the ah beng. so anyway… the nun got down at the bus stop and went to her church. ah beng followed. he went to get a mask.. a jesus christ mask. and told her… i’m the lord. and u will do what i say. the hot nun nodded. so… ah beng said to do IT. so they did it. and after ah beng came.. he took off his mask and said "haha! do u remember me?? i am ah beng on the bus!!!" the hot nun nodded and took off her mask "i am the bus driver on the bus!!"

 

-_-" yeah i know.. not funny. no link. but… i laughed. wat the hell.

 

today, i met a friend. maybe i wouldnt consider that person a friend. but anyway.. that person was pretty hostile. perhaps it’s because .. no idea. i’m not happy. but watever. who cares man.. minor issue. haa..

 

had aspirations. to organise a thriatlon with a twist. instead of swimming.. kayaking. haha.. nice hor? but gee.. shouldnt get myself involved in such bo liao stuff. now… exams.. exams!!!!!

i luv danyelle

did u watch so u think u can dance?!!! MY GOD!!! this danyelle girl is really AMAZING!!!! i wish i had a booty like hers! or a brazilian… man i really love them hispanics, brazilians, blacks.. they have such good bodies! they really have bodies to die forrrr….. after watching danyelle shake her booty and do her thang on tv…. switched to channel 8.. and i saw a whole screen of brazilian girls in their mardi gras outfits (whatever u call that, i dont know).. in thongs. and one’s ass was all over the screen! damn it was nice!!!! it’s sad like ACTUAL and REAL sexy girls don’t get appreciated in singapore! i feel sad for the guys – bad taste. hehehe… but of course i’m not saying FAT girls. i’m talking about girls with booties, boobs and killer thighs. sadly.. i have none of them. hahaha… fat and fit are two different things okiEe. fit and toned are two different things too. and of course.. skinny and slim are two different things. and then. skinny, slim and toned are again two different things.

 

i like girls to have a little bit of jiggles.

 

oh well back to proper stuff.. i finally managed to complete my marketing assignment. somehow….. i don’t really agree that what my marketing lecturer is doing right… when the question asks to discuss in what ways the objectives of marketing communication be different to the types of consumer buying behaviour….. i think she interpretated it as… describe how do u use the objectives of marcomm in the types of buying behaviour. she didn’t say.. but she gave an answer plan… she said. first to briefly descrive the characteristics of the type of consumers… then determine what should the objective of the communication be. and state examples. i’m confused. but i think… mm i should follow what she says? cos in the end she’s the lecturer and obviously she should know what she’s doing. but somehow the language doesnt seem right…. discuss "different".. and "Determine objectives".  oh wait.. i reread the question. it means.. the difference in the different behaviours. gee.. tricky tricky!!!! sorry pat.. i should have trusted u!

 

it’s like 11pm now.. and my dad is drunk. a drunk broke man is really shitty. one moment he talks about selling himself to a chinese prostitute. and the other moment he talks about selling every single thing he can find… ranging from my beautiful porcelain dolls to my roller blades, to my yamaha trumpet.. then he talks about death. wat the hell…. and his saliva is like.. spraying on me!!! yucks!

 

my glutes still hurt!

 

 

 

 

me and my magnificent swelling glutes

after living near ang mo kio for close to 15 years…… i finally love ang mo kio!!!!! oh well it’s not because of the fondness of living in such a heartland for 15 years.. but because….. they just erected an "AMK HUB" and i just love it so much!!!

 

the main draw is the new NTUC which is almost an exact replica of carrefour. it really is ALMOST as big as carrefour! it’s a hypermart! u can find almost everything under the sun…. in the heartlands! boy for once i feel so fortunate that i’m staying near ang mo kio. (still, it feels funny that i can’t say i’m staying in ang mo kio though i’ve been patronising ang mo kio for 15 years) anyhow… i feel even more fortunate when i managed to find a huge section selling ground flaxseed, peanut butter made from peanuts (and no salt nor hydrogenated oil added), and a whole section of australian brands!!!!! reminds me so much of australia!!! hahaha!!! i’m just so so so so so excited…. i was smiling throughout the whole hypermart trip. hehehe.. i feel happy…. i’m really looking forward to the opening of the shopping centre in may. who would have ever imagined that ang mo kio would be such a happening place!!! hehehe… i’m proud of our ministers!

 

and on my way home… on the bus.. this little girl was sitting behind me. i heard her repeatedly saying "this one" for like 30 times.. and after that "i wanna see" for another 30 times.. and i thought she wanted to say something else but she burst out singing happy birthday to u. so cute…

 

mmm last of all…… i would like to announce that i have problems walking fast, climbing up stairs, and sitting on chairs. my glutens are in pain!!!!! never once have i felt both my ass cheeks hurt like this before!!!! and no…. no one slapped my ass. i worked my glutens hard.

 

 and did i mention the sun is blazing hot today??!!!! i think i should be at the beach or at sea! my pig thighs look uncooked and it looks so uncomfortable!