oh. my. make that usyd too. what unbelievably bad timing.
1:24 am
oh god. i just got accepted into uq. shucks. how now, brown cow?
1:19 am
Thursday, May 29, 2008
omg. check this out. did you know there are like so many leaf shapes, etc. ? and check out the title too. leaf shapes -- basic forms. you mean... you mean..... there are more?!? crikey, what they taught us was like, so lame. but who would list down and categorise all the leaf shapes anyways? *thinks of a certain secondary school bio teacher who majored in plants* but boy was she good at plants. and very picky about lab drawings at that.
anyways. i was wondering. should i like, try to find out if the byrophyllum is edible? cos nowhere really says. and those in my house are like so active in reproducing its scarey. i wonder how it tastes like too. hmmhhmmhmm.
anyways. tried to make mayo today. again. butttt. after doing nearly the whole thing i got quite happy and yay-ish, so i decided to try and prove this webbie wrong, that you dont have to have that "emulsified but partially separating misxture" in spoonfuls rather than drop-by-drop. i guess i was wrong then. nada. i got that gross looking part.. so, yeah. :(
anyways this is very very enlightening. anyways. i decided today that if i ever were to commit suicide then this would have to be my goodbye song. not that i would, i think. its like a mixture of some life is better than no life, wanting to see what happens next, and cowardice i guess. besides, after years of thinking, i still havent thought of the perfect way to go. no comment right.
5:49 pm
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Why things like the court case Lees vs. Chees matter:
why, you ask. why even bother you know. because there are more pressing things to be doing, like giving all we can to help those in china and myannmar. yes, i suppose you could call it your moral duty to help those people. after all, we'd want help too if we're in the same situation. buttt. why isnt the court case etc impt? why shouldnt it be, even in light of the disasters? when its something as bad as comparing our country's governance to that of the NKF of the past. now thats a little bit serious right.. i dont know what was in that newsletter, but they must have had some shred of proof/evidence putting it into print knowing the repercussions that were sure to follow.. (okay now im like using that darn argument that christians use ie. nobody would claim to be god and die for it unless he's either for real or plain mad. eck.) if we the electorate (granted im not even old enough to vote yet) dont bother about things like this, then we're sending the message that hey, you know, its alright if those leading us are not as squeaky clean as theyre made out to be. you know, just look after my bread and butter ill be happy. that, i think, is very dangerous. and that is why we need to let them know that, i am watching you. it is the only way to ensure that whoever is elected is doing the best that they can, and it had better be a pretty darn good best, given their salaries. and like my dad always tells me. if youre not doing well how can you help other people?
yes we can each be called to the various noble professions where we can be of the most help to others. thats all very well and good. but do you not think there are many just waiting to help those in myanmar? why do you think things are moving so slowly over there? because too few people want to help? certainly not right.
andd, excuse me. the natural disasters are caused by the supernatural arhh. i dont think so lorh. i mean like, there is going to be a scientific reason why things like earthquakes and cyclones and tsunamis happen. like a real physical reason that you can actually understand and make sense of instead of trying to second guess. you mean a supernatural thing caused these stuff to happen? now why on earth would they wanna do that. some supernatural "war" thingthing? or because we need bad things like this to test us or to make us better people?
anyways, went up north yesterday. it is so cool to go into malaysia k. 1) you dont have to fill in that laychay white form anymore. 2) when you go in, they take your fingerprint.. its like wow lah. high tech sia. as in, not the put your thumb on some ink pad kinda fingerprint. its like its this blue scanning thingthing you put your thumb on and its done. very fast. and you know, my dad being my dad never fails to amaze us with his driving. cos yesterday was public holiday right so the causeway was jammed like crazy on the way back. he went to that side where the trucks and lorries go.. its like darkish and not many people are supposed to know about it. it like it looks deserted and all, but if you wind your way in, youll find that theres a small immigration thing for cars also, about five or six booths max. when the causeways super jammed up and all the taxi drivers and those who know about it will go there. haha did i tell you about the time when my dad did that backward driving thing during the mas selamat thing. we were like going in and got stuck in the super-ultimate jam then him being him, he went and wormed his way out, driving with two wheels on the curb and then against traffic etcetc. amazing lah.
10:06 am
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
omg, you know what, i have hope. i called nus and they said that they give a few days grace, so my one day late thingthing.. got hope! and you know what, scrap what i said earlier about not going uni and blahblah. i want to study. i need to study. my brains, i can feel it undergoing atrophy right now. like, dying. slowly slowly. please nus, i need an offer. pretty please? because i know what kinda modules/electives/whatever-you-call-them im gonna take already. in the first year at least. not that i know where ill end up with that.. but aiyar, who cares lah.
anyways. i read richard dawkins and you know what, he rocks my socks. alright, i must admit, i was kinda prepared to write him off as a very angry man, frustrated with (or is it by) religion and all. buttt. no, it was like i dunno, a breath of fresh air somehow. scraping away at my agnosticism, he. although i must say i did rather go "hey! how can you say that!" when i read the part where he calls agnostics namby pamby fence-sitters and all. but oh well. strangely enough i am inspired by this book. like, inspired? hello? err, not inspired to become an atheist, not really. but inspired about.. life, i guess. no, not in a pseudo-inspirational way. the search for the empirical. brushing away the cobwebs. definitely not in the self-help book kinda way. yurrks. i so dont like that whole category of books. anyways. im starting to get the feeling that i might not be able to stomach reading fiction anymore. much less fantasy. oh dear. i still have that incomplete robert jordan collection sitting around in my room. i am like missing books 4, 6, 9 and 11.. if its out, that is. butt, i also have two copies of 5 and 8, thanks to some shoddy piece of memory work, thinking i didnt have those when i saw them on sale. *grumps*
and so i say, i need to start studying this year. yesyes i need to.
10:12 am
Monday, May 12, 2008
whyyy like that.. today's the start of the public hearing for the lees vs. sdp. thanks to seewah, i now feel like going and attending one, even though theres a high chance i just might be bored to tears and fall asleep or something. and so what other one to attend than this one right? but apparently, according to this somewhat live update, http://twitter.com/yourSDP/, so many things are being heard in chambers :/ err. right. humph.
anyways. this past week was like movie week or something. four movies in a week! thats gotta break a record man. btw, dance of the dragon was like, oooh mmyyy goossshh. so slow-moving, so not-very-inspiring (even though i suppose its supposed to be) wait a minute, i dont even like pseud0-inspirational stuff anyways. i didnt even know it was a singapore film until it got quite yay-singapore-ish and the very very blantant "uniquely singapore" sign stuck itself at the back of the screen. in an era where the campaign hadnt even been thought of yet (i think). what is it with these movies anyways. whenever i feel a random movie-urge, there are like these movies i super dont wanna see. but i just cant remember their names. like the last time, i went and caught that movie about gurmit singh and that lady actress who eventually switched bodies or something like that? after the thing was over i couldnt decide which was lamer: the movie, or me forgetting the name of the movie so that i wouldnt buy a ticket.
speaking of movies you might wanna stay away from, there was ping pong, in cinemas several weeks ago. im not sure. is it the revenge-themed movie or something? because it certainly made me feel as if id watched something very similar before. then it hit me. if youve watched turning pages, stay away from this one because.. i dunno, theyre too the same. theyre both about revenge (duh) theyve both got these pianists in them, theyve got these younglings who cant control their feelings (apparently) yeah. but this was better than turning pages though. its got more of a storyline, methinks.
anyways. i want, to watch.. taxidermia :( why the darn rating? dont tell me ive gotta go try sneaking in to watch? :( feet unbound sounds cool too. music by kelly tang haha oh goodness.
shucks im spending way too much money.
4:05 pm
Friday, May 09, 2008
you know, i think i dont really teach my sister the stuff my parents would like me to teach. like i dunno, obedience, diligence, that sorta stuff. stuff im not very good at, apparently. today she was whining a little about like how other people got ds and psps and stuff for getting maybe 95 and above for exams.. feeling kinda deprived-ish summat. then i supposed maybe she sensed what i thought about it all i mean like seriously, im glad they didnt do stuff like that on a regular basis. except for maybe o levels some incentive thing which kinda fell through. oh and sec one the sports trip yeah. anyways she started asking me if she should download that mushroom shooting game i suddenly cant remember the name and then i said something like up to you you can ask or you can download and live with the consequences (which is what i usually do but oh well) i dont think shell do it though. parental approval still very important. speaking of which. i think i can safely say that i, am the poster girl for hopeless-dunno-what-to-do-with-you, in this house. i mean like seriously, its almost like brainwashing here sometimes. if youve seen enough of isabelle youd kinda have noticed that i dunno.. ah well. she goes like, oh youre not in school again, oh whatre your results like, oh so whatre are you gonna do now, oh you need to lose weight, oh wow gail you went for a swim im so proud of you! like, omg. do i need your approval? like hello, did i even ask for your opinion? NOT THAT SHE DOESNT MAKE A WONDERFUL SISTER but urkies. yes im being miffed and all. and somewhat irrational about this. i mean, come one. ten years younger. no biggie. but god. being reminded on a daily basis of all your shortcomings, what you could have, should have been and done, not just by them but also by her isnt exactly my cup of tea thank you very much.
oyez anyways. yar. the other day i was like wearing a skirt (yesyes how often right) and she went like how come youre wearing a skirt! then i went like my body what, up to me what to clothe it in. and oh, my, gosh. the looks on both my parents' faces was like so priceless. they were like so flabbergasted i would have laughed out loud if i weren't the one saying it. like oh my gosh lah.
speaking of the parents and all. the other day my dad asked me to check out nottingham u which has a campus in kl. it was kinda my turn to be flabbergasted. like oh my gosh? ive been going to that country like every single year, why on earth would i want to stay there for 3-4 years more! and subject myself to visits by kl relatives :( that auntie and uncle who used to take my sis me and i out quite a bit until their son was diagnosed as autistic. the auntie quite niehnieh one, like my martherr like that. but nice lah. andand that cousin working in kl also. humphumph, very very bad idea. not to mention that i dont wanna learn malay. but i suppose it would be cool, huh. living in a place where youre not the racial majority. i mean, cant say ive ever tried it before. buttt.. no. i hope that counts for something?
anyways. i think the wind is changing. i need a change of life. change job change job. seriously need new life lah.
ps. i lost my phone so pretty much mia-ing at the moment.
11:04 pm
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
i love, the doctor. get me on the tardis somebody. and a british accent too, while youre at it.
y'know, ive been thinking about taking up photography for a while now. what with the "year-long project" and all. get a DSLR camera, take up some course. and finally take that mrt shot at jurong east interchange with the evening crowd and the sun setting in the background. buttt, i guess after looking at some photographs of flowers i think.. maybe not. umm i mean its like. okayy. so, flowers.. right. awesome? its not those kinda like nature photography kinda things you know.. its supposed to make some kinda artistic statement (i think?) a vase of droopy flowers. a bunch of palm trees which look pretty much like the ones i can look at from my window. maybe this one of those things which you have to learn it to appreciate it. maybeh. oh darn. but i just wanna fiddle with depth and lighting and shutter speed and stuff and take cool-looking shots, y'know. a dlsr is way too much of an expense for that.
anyways, speaking of taking pictures and whatnot. recently i had this most indie-film moment. and by golly, i how i wished i had a recording device and knew how to operate it (while soaking in the moment, of course) it was like i was supposed to help accompany yannys brother in his mid-years and i half-died trying to sight-read it. in the end we even tried each person playing one hand while he did his violin thing.. which was like, ???!!!??? omg! (in the endend this really nice guy who teaches music in some pri school and who was accompanying some other guy helped out heh) yeah so anyways. there we were, the three of us dong-dong-ing away, hogging up the practice room cos we'd never gotten together before, while other people kept on banging on the door and asking to use it cos them nervous people also needed to warm up.. so then. this gangly guy came in with his accompanist and they ran through that "if i were a rich man, di da da" song and it was like, omg... like there we were in this cramped-ish practice room without air-con. the accompanist playing along with enthusiastic body movements, the gangly youth singing in an uninspiring manner, her brother leaning on the wall on the left probably wondering oh shuckies how now brown cow, yanny on the right and just being yanny, and me squatting somewhere in the middle to the back. it was such a wow moment k. like the brother on the brink of adolescence, with the lip-hairs growing out and all. and yanny being big-sister-ish which i seldom see in her omg-im-on-a-beach-shorts. and yeah. oh wells. y'know, ive been thinking about taking up photography for a while now. what with the "year-long project" and all. get a DSLR camera, take up some course. and finally take that mrt shot at jurong east interchange with the evening crowd and the sun setting in the background. buttt, i guess after looking at some photographs of flowers i think.. maybe not. umm i mean its like. okayy. so, flowers.. right. awesome? its not those kinda like nature photography kinda things you know.. its supposed to make some kinda artistic statement (i think?) a vase of droopy flowers. a bunch of palm trees which look pretty much like the one's i can look at from my window. maybe this one of those things which you have to learn it to appreciate it. maybeh. oh darn. but i just wanna fiddle with depth and lighting and shutter speed and stuff and take cool-looking shots, y'know. a dlsr is way too much of an expense for that.
anyways, speaking of taking pictures and whatnot. recently i had this most indie-film moment. and by golly, i how i wished i had a recording device and knew how to operate it (while soaking in the moment, of course) it was like i was supposed to help accompany yannys brother in his mid-years and i half-died trying to sight-read it. in the end we even tried each person playing one hand while he did his violin thing.. which was like, ???!!!??? omg! (in the endend this really nice guy who teaches music in some pri school and who was accompanying some other guy helped out heh) yeah so anyways. there we were, the three of us dong-dong-ing away, hogging up the practice room cos we'd never gotten together before, while other people kept on banging on the door and asking to use it cos them nervous people also needed to warm up.. so then. this gangly guy came in with his accompanist and they ran through that "if i were a rich man, di da da" song and it was like, omg... like there we were in this cramped-ish practice room without air-conditioning. the accompanist playing along with enthusiastic body movements, the gangly youth singing in an uninspiring manner, her brother leaning on the wall on the left probably wondering oh shuckies how now brown cow, yanny on the right and just being yanny, and me squatting somewhere in the middle to the back. it was such a wow moment k. like the brother on the brink of adolescence, with the lip-hairs growing out and all. and yanny being big-sister-ish which i seldom see in her omg-im-on-a-beach shorts. and yeah. oh wells. it was a pretty cool moment. though ill bet the both of them sure wouldnt think so heh.
aneeweighs. i am such a binge-eater, i cant believe it. i just ate like this pathetic excuse for potato salad, boiled potato and mayo mixed together in a omg-i-dont-really-care-what-im-eating-lets-just-eat kinda way. which is kinda stupid right. like hello, if its not nice why eat it right. (btw, yes it really is not very nice, the mayo is like, sweet. which i gross) anyways, currently hooked on two places/things. mr bean and toastbox. mr bean is like trying to be everywhere, which i love. right now im on a carrot soya milk with pearls thing. i must be like one of their most annoying customers, cos of all the add-ons.. like, carrot, with pearls, less sugar, and warm. but oh wells. its nice k, especially when its blended properly, its like so creamy and yum man. the bukit panjang outlet not very consistent though. got one time they gave me partially-blended carrot only heh. good if you like chewing on stuff i suppose. and their almond soya milk is super gross can. if theres a taste to examplify the word "synthetic" it would have to be almond flavouring. yucks man. and almond jelly from anywhere is gross too. especially when the almond itself is so nice. how can anyone make the supposed flavouring of something so nice so gross is quite hard to imagine. anyways. toastbox is like awesome. i totally love their half-boiled eggs. which is like waay more consistent than i ever came to like, wow. i lurve it like totally. i first found them at raffles city and imagine my wonderful surprise at finding one at bugis too. like yay wow! (but the bugis one the yolk a bit over-done though)
speaking of stupid. i think sometimes (okay many times) the way i think is like stupid. like now for example. like i was supposed to sleep at twelve. but here i am. if im not sleeping when im supposed to, i might as well sleep even later. and like, since i know so little for school, i might as well not bother since i already know so little anyways. which is like, stupid right. omg, that is such a convoluted way of thinking that i can hardly believe it myself. like since im not gonna be early i go look for something to do then in the end i become late which is like, uhhh *rolls eyes* yes. in the process of some mental tinkering there.
ps. now that the week is over, id really like to say that im pretty darn proud of the cellos. not least because of seven before C. the whole thing was over too soon. and elgarrrr rarrrr. no comment.
12:09 am
Thursday, May 01, 2008
oh my gosh, i must say that i am excited. yes, i cant believe it. so excited that im wearing my favourite undies tomorrow. hahah oops okay nobody needed to know that but oh wells. although theres like no rational reason for me to look forward so much to kronos right.. i mean, not like we're gonna play until its so nice that you wanna just melt away or anything. and i think im not nail all the notes. wait, i know im not gonna nail all the notes. some bars here and there are just... *ahemahem* i dunno. maybe theres that difference between having to do something and wanting to do something? last time is like must play cos in that cca mah, what to do? but then now is like, dont play now then play when? never? :/
i remember last time, damn funny lah. qiyi and i, cant remember whether j1 or j2 year, we went and ponned school one day to go suntanning so that we'd have nice tans to go with our gowns. and then we rushed back to school for strings after that heh. but yeah. the tans pretty much worked out i think. it was so cool, cos we had the whole of bukit batok swimming complex to ourselves, tanning, massaging, getting fried (and skin cancer), and not to forget studying. or well, trying to at least.
12:50 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.