Some one told me to write this on my blog, XIANGWEI IS A NICE PERSON. So while I'm at it, Mings just got the friend of lion (Singa) Award! All the time spent on the disobedient class has finally paid off!

Finally the exams are over, I'm glad to say they are and yet sad at the same time. Generally speaking, I enjoy exam periods because my brain takes a rest and doesn't do an ounce of studying apart from the few hours before the paper. This means that should I have a morning paper and another the next afternoon, the entire day will be spent sleeping, watching tv or just plain slacking. But after 2 weeks of doing so, I started getting bored and restless, which means that I started getting emo as well as my interactions with humans depleted. Exam periods are always as such, you go for your paper, sit in the freezing cold for a couple of hours holding your pee after which you pee, complain about the paper for about 5 minutes or for as long as it gets youto the school gate, and then you go home. At least that's it for me. Luckily my sister has been home most of the time, or else I would have just died of lonliness/not-talking-ness.

It came to my attention this year that I'm much much more reliant on human interactions than I thought I was, and I also realised the averse effects it has on me when I don't mix with people.
Oh well... =)

Ever heard EIC's rendtition of a song for/about Fiona Xie? It's damn funny if you catch all the jokes!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=if4XoBaZYP0

Idealism

After several bimbotic posts, I shall revert to something which actually reflects the blog address, haha... And can you people stop scandalising my life! Go laugh at the picture of the hairbrush or tissue paper instead can, =P

Anyways, I wouldn't consider myself a cynic of love and relationships. I do believe that love, relationships and all that shit (see the irony) can happen and does happen. However, what I am critical about is the prediction of relationships and feelings. It seems to me that people tend to idealise relationships (in this case those between couples) and assume that everything will remain that way once everything is fine and dandy. Often enough, it also seems to be the guys who have this mentality. They have this perfect envisionment of the future with their partners whether it be several months or several years away which may however not necessarily be the case all the time. Yes, happy-ever-ending stories can and do happen, but one has to realise the fact that we are constantly being shaped and tweaked by the society we grow up in whether of not this be conscious or sub-consciously.

Man often has this egotistical presumption that we are unimpressionable by our surroundings, but the actual fact is, we are constantly bombarded by things which shape and re-shape our ideals and mould our principles. Even if we Christians were to say that we stand by the Bible, in all honesty, how infallable are we? The point here is that nothing can ever remain the same forever, especially when you talk about human relationships. Why do you think Cheena philosophers often liken our lives to ever-flowing, luohan populated rivers? We are likewise, never constant and in fact, the most fickle creatures on this planet. (Xw's just exceptionally fickle! =P) What you experience in a relationship now may not necessarily be so 5 years or even 5 months down the road. Unlike what we think, we are actually extremely vulnerable creatures who are susceptable to something as small as a newspaper review introducing a new idea into our heads. I've recently come across several people who seem to just copy their current state and paste it in the frame of what they call the future, thinking that yea, we'll get married, have 5 children and a dog (not directed at anyone =) I have to admit, relationships are the most unpredictable things, and sometimes signing your name on that certificate isn't a 100% guarantee of a life-time of happiness, it's a contract, a bond, and some people choose to have no qualms as to breaking them. I wouldn't call this being cynical or critical, I'm simply being realistic and honest. You think you'll definitely marry the person you're with now or whoever it is you'll be with in the future? Not unless you make it happen, because it's easy to just drop everything and go once things change. And being with one for more than 5 years doesn't mean anything either, I've seen plenty of long looong term relationships end just as easily.

Well, it's just what I've been thinking about with all the on-goings around me. Note: AROUND not WITH ok. Have a happy week people!

By the way, look at the size of my CPU! HAHAHA!!

Completion! =)

Thank you dears!! I had lots to say but unfortunately the mood has past and the lousy papers I've had throughout the week doesn't make me any more verbal. So allow the pictures to talk! Allow me first to give credit to the wonderful girls feifei, ping and yee! I have no idea what I'd do without you guys, serious! First and foremost, I know this is an extremely common and over shown photo-donuts from the donut factory (which doesn't seem to function like as a very efficient one considering the constant queues) I mean, why don't you just mass produce with larger ovens? Anyways back to the point, yee can me my sugar mummy! She actually lined up for over an hour to get these for us!! SO damn nice la!!! :D:D ( Her as well as the donuts) My goodness, I wouldn't line up and buy donuts for anyone unless I really really found it worthwhile (meaning you're very very close to me)

Look! Fei and Ping got me my VERY OWN BMW! haha... (substitute of Lamborghini)

Chio right, haha.. I think I make a pretty good toy car photographer :D And look!!

AAEee!!! :D:D My all time favourites

Screams again!

Haha, apart from that, here are some funny things I have, remember our new national symbol of table reserving tissue packets? Here's the ultimate my sister got for me :

And this is printed on the back of a hairbrush!

==>

Hilarious!

Thanks, you guys know me best. ;)

New Computer!!

I couldn't tahan, I had to blog about this, I have a new computer with not one, but TWO swanking processers!! I bet the previous one had half a processor because it was so retardly slow. Retarded in this context is really apt.

It's a Dell Inspiron! The monitor is so big I feel cock-eyed already! And my desktop is damn cool!! Wheee!!!! Yay!!! Gone are the days where I can turn on the computer, cook maggi mee and come back to a blank screen as the internet explorer loads the screen. Now I just click and everything pops up as if it were pre-loaded. Wha.. kinda like instant pre-mix, ^v^ And the speakers just rock! My CPU is the less than half the size of a normal CPU, damn sexy! REally!!!

Yay!! I'm so excited I can barely construct proper sentences now!

And it's Windows vista, meaning that both the hardware and software of this fantastic contraption rocks in all areas! :D

No one can laugh at my computer anymore! muahaha!

Here's a scary thought for you- I actually kinda enjoy Physics exams!
*Blood curdling scream+scary Psycho 'cheng! cheng!' music playing in the background.*

Ok I don't blame you if you didn't fully comprehend and visualise the second statement, it's something so retarded that probably only my sister and I can get it, haha..

Anyways I doubt that I'll be updating for the following weeks, it's a bid to stay glued to the books and not the screen, so much for effort eh, bah.

I feel extremely sian, not emo ok, sian. There's a negative connotation to emo, but just one of laziness in sian. wth am I saying, bleah.. wrote too much for GP already, and will probably still fail as always, what a loser I am.

Yoda: Loser, I am.

I watched King and I on Sunday!! my gosh I've never seen such chiseled abs before. I bet bush could have as many wars as I he wanted if he had abs like those and displayed them at every public speech.

stupid fairy and oily, mass of fluttering oil!! stop defaming me on my tagboard!!

Singapore!

The fireworks yesterday were completely overwhelming and fantastic! All right, I know they were nothing compared to the recent Festival of Fireworks, but to someone who hasn't had a good view of fireworks ever since her primary school days, watching fireworks explode a few hundred metres away(all right maybe more) is way better than seeing them pop pathetically on a TV screen. So what if I was blocked by the roof of the food court or had the lights reflecting off the windows into my face, the view was great and being able to enjoy it in the comfort of the air-conditioned food court just rocked. Somehow the enjoyment level of everything is elevated when you're comfortable and others are standing and squeezing in the heat outside. (muahaha)

However, what really completed the mood of National Day was the sight of Singaporeans gathering in their typical Kiasu fashion, looking awe-struck at every single plane, spark or birdthat appeared in the skyline as if they were aliens. Some may scoff our 'Swaku-ness' and jeer at the uncouth and uncultured behaviour of many, and as much as I do not condone that, it is this blatant honesty and unabashed attitude we all portray that makes everything feel like home.

I love the children who screamed with each pop of the fireworks (even though there wasn't much to scream about)
I love the way we all WAH-ed unglamly with each burst of light.
I love the auntie behind us who kept saying 'hip siong! hip siong!' (take photo! take photo!)
I love the way everyone would shout in excitement point each time there was a slight movement in the sky (which looked pretty amusing!)
I love the way people so shamelessly reserve tables with their puny tissue packets (Some would have seen my tissue packet which says 'Chope' on the front, I'll take a picture next time!)
I love our retardedly absurd lingo, terms like:

I Chope!
Must kiap the paper leh.
Why you kop my fishball!
He's damn imba la! ( I recently discovered it's coined from 'imbalance')

Haha...I love this country!

Poor Dhabs!

I was intending to blog only after I had more free time, but seeing Dhab being so emo, I feel compelled to cheer her up! It's difficult when someone is miles away, even with technology shrinking our world day by day and making the world 'flatter' than it already is. Dhab don't worry ok, (I'm working on my my mum letting me go over for a few days to stay with you!) To a certain extent I hope the market will still be a bit hot so that I can go over on my own *Smiles*. Don't ever lose your happy disposure Dhab because that is what makes you the person everyone wants to have around all the time. Happiness rubs off onto people, and so does your perpetual inaness! :D (lurve that word! heh.) So don't lose your trump ok? Remain as optimistic as ever, as silly and lively and bouncy (fishball) as ever and as great a friend eveR!! You should have left your camera behind for us to take photos with! :P Now we're stuck with ancient ones!!

Argh! tired. macroecons macroecons and more macroecons

raeppasidtsujkcirpevtisnesnidiputsuoyyadymniurotevahuoyodyhw

spasm

Emo leh...

Honestly I still don't see how you can't accept things the way they are. It's frustrating and very very draining, so much so that my weekends are always ruined. Everyone makes mistakes because that's how were were made, the difference between us and others is that we know that for a fact and we're supposed to accept others for that particular shortcoming and not condemn or judge them. I'm being very frank to admit that yes, I am annoyed, and that rarely occurs with me. I don't know what to do already la.

The Aftermath

I can't believe that I'm officially 18. Up to before my birthday, being 18 had only been an experience I associated to my sister.(She seems to have stopped growing after that) Time seemed to have stopped when she graduated from JC and started working and studying in the University and I often attribute this to the point that we switched roles once she graduated and I entered upper sec. For those who have seen our interactions, it's often deceiving as to who the older one really is. (haha) But I've never been happier to have her around, I think me passing my recent GP essays are due to 2 people, my sister and siyi. After 6 months of not having an intelligent bimbo (oxymoron) around to talk/discuss issues with, my brain kinda died and I started becoming incapable of sorting out issues or generating points in my essays. Your interactions and daily activities really influence the way and what you write about. GP is like any other subject which requires constant contact and practice unlike what many people think. (This being so especially for the not so GP-inclined people) Unlike people like Siyi who can prattle off complex sentences and intertwined ideas and philosophies even if you were to just wake her up from a year long comatose.

Wait a minute, this entry was supposed to be dedicated to the aftermath of my birthday (As suggested by the title) Oops!! haha.. I'm freaking worried about the A's especially my terrigible and horrigible Engrish.

So back to the point!! I LuRVvEE the bikini *spine-tingling scream!* from you wild cello girls(and 1 guy), A absolutely adore the mug the class girls got for me! (lovingly hand drawn) plus the uber funny and heart-warming efforts of chiobu and fairy-woo to ambush at 7am! I still can't imagine if I had been driven to school instead! haha... You guys are damn sweet la! And of course, the best of all, my one month of peace and quiet from oily, haha...

Right it's time for me to get to school after spending the last 4 hours studying. bleah.. I feel saturated.

Ooo!! And a HUGE thank you to all the sms-ers! Honestly, I never realised how these messages could really make your special day special-er, my heart surged each time my phone vibrated throughout the day. :D I write all your names next time ok, haha.. need to change for school

Here it Comes!!

This is a post to remind you people to note an extremely important date down on your planning devices-

31st July!!!

:D

I was reading last year's post on my wishlist and decided once again to help my friends out on my birthday by making requests on my blog. ( Read July 06 if you haven't an inkling of what's to come). Being the pragmatic me, I've drawn up a list to ease the pain of gift shopping for those who intend to do so for me. (How nice I am) Kidding, I'm just being extremely self-centred and demanding. However I am still feeling similar sentiments to those of 2006, my birthday very well signifies the end of the month and the arrival of another major examination-Prelims. (The horrendous Beast) Plus the fact that being 18 strips you of all invisible rights you have of being an ignorant 'non-adult'. The expectations and requirements are once again raised to a social groove we all have to comply to. Eighteen is just.. OLD.

Anyways, back to my list (muahhaha)

1) Sadly no one got me this last year, a nice bright red Lamborghini!
2) More and more Coffee! Seriously, I'm in dire need of it. ( I want the Coffeebean mix one.) =P
3) If you have spare cash hanging around, a pair of Sony Ericsson earphones would be well appreciated, you know, the roundish ones that are stuffed into your ears
4) A competant secretary for my mum willing to work for a grand a month
5) An Edith Piaf album!!
6) A sugar daddy to bring me to watch Tommy Emmanuel when he comes! (Ok la, I too ugly la)
7) My mp3 player needs a screen protector and a new black case, the one I currently have is disintegrating and I doubt the school cleaners appreciate having me leave black stuff on the floor of the Hub.
8) If you really no money, buy me chicken from teh malay stall in school la, the sambal one :D
9) My gay pink bag is beginning to tear and I need a new one... But attempt to fulfill this request only if you know me and my taste REAL well. ( I slap you if you get me a uber lian bag ah) haha...
10) Ok I realised most of my requests were rather ridiculous, I forsee myself getting a mound of ayam goreng for my 18th birthday now. Hmm... I honestly can't think of anything realistic, uh.. teach me Statistics!!
11) Someone to go for the reverse bungee with me! You know that overpriced rubber band that catapults you through the air?
12) Advice on what computer is best to buy at this point of time because my lau pok computer recently died once again and I'm left using my sister's laptop.

Something has occured to me whilst I write this post, it has no longer become an issue of what material things I want which actually doesn't amount to much, I suppose it's because I have no one to go buy them with me seeing that I see my family for about an hour each day. I feel just like a kid whining and pining for her mummyy..... =(

You're coming back!!! :D:D:D I'm simply beaming with glee!

Bimboness aside, I was staring blankly at my neighbour's (shutian!) comprehension paper the other day during GP class when this sudden random question entered my mind: What makes someone have untidy handwriting? I must admit his paper was pretty messed up, with answers scrawled in all corners of the worksheet, hardly legible to any human. I went on to look at his neighbour's handwriting and noticed quite a stark difference. Well this may be due to the fact that that guy's pretty anal with all his worksheets and is pretty much a neat freak when it comes to anything paper. I decided to embark on my own mental discussion as to why someone can have untidy handwriting, here were some if my thought processes:

Is it because he's slacking? I know my handwriting sucks when I don't give a damn. But then again, he does look rather conscientious as he writes his answers. Nah... he's putting his full effort into it, so it's not a matter of attitude.

So is it the way he holds his pen? I know children's ugly handwriting are often due to the way in which they grasp their pencils. So I looked at his fingers, nope, they didn't look infantile at all.

Is it a matter of hand-eye coordination and balance? Such as the inability to control how high that dash on the 'H' goes or how what angle the tail of the 'g' points off to. All right if that were the case, does it mean people with ugly handwriting are less capable? And it's almost 90% chance that any girl you pick will either have gorgeous and neat handwriting, or regular handwriting that's consistant. (There's this certain regularity about it)So ugly handwriting is a predominately male problem.

So then, I began recalling the handwriting I'd seen from guys of various walks of life, the slackers, the smart ones, the artistic ones. Seeing that those with neat handwriting are rare, I picked them out first and decided whether they were really smart. Hmmm... Let's just put it this way, those with good handwriting turned out to be those which fell into my 'Intelligent' catogery, but some in that catogery had bad handwriting too. Conclusion? Those with good handwriting are intelligent! haha....

I know, I know, utter rubbish. But handwriting really tells a lot about a person, perhaps I shan't do special ed and go study the human nature in handwriting instead!

I stole this from Feifei! It's just absolutely adorable! It's really damn cute! (And bimbotic too!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=In5uec02E8U

A Tinge of Emo-ness

Weekends are ruined by some things some times, actually most of the time. Shan't elaborate.

Anyways...

With the recent economic property boom, my mum's been as busy as hell. She works almost 17 hour days and rarely comes home before 12. (10's considered early) And so I've spent most of my days sleeping before they (my mum and sis) get back and waking before they do. Considering that previous economic boom was way back in '97 or so and my mum had 3 staff working for her then, I've never really experienced not having my mum around as much. I must say it was pretty traumatic to me initially, you don't just take something away from a girl like that. But after a few months of getting used to, I'm still pretty upset but more or less fine with it. It did, however, cause me to contemplate my ability to study abroad or be miles apart from my mum, would I be able to survive? But then I realised that the issue here is not that she's far away, in fact she's merely 5 MRT stops away. It's the point that she has no time for me. Sure I'd be fine if I were to be miles apart from her as long as she has time to talk to me, but not when she's in the same timezone and not be able to talk to me for long because the freaking agent is calling her.

It's a matter of relativity really, her giving me a 15 minute call when I'm across the globe would be of much more worth then that if she were just minutes away. I'm not angry or upset with her or anything, it just makes me think how easy it is to forget family sometimes, well at least how I do sometimes. But once again, when I place things into perspectives, her bringing us out for dinner just once is heaven in her give schedule, even if it's at 9 when all the restaurants are closing. We go to Thai Express os often, we even got the discount card! (tell me if you wanna go next time, 10% off!)

yay, pon school tmr. :D

30 Odd Days!

I can't believe that I am once again, counting down to some major examination. Alas! 'Tis the sad life of a Singapore student to have her days numbered according to college proficiency tests.

I'm feeling rather brain-drained from all the studying or so we call mugging, hence this shall be a short post.

I met my primary school friend! she stays in the same condo as oily, imagine that! And I reckon she's in the same block as Yanrong, she said there's an ac girl in her block. I miss being a child, or a tween for that matter.

Intriguing Gibberish!

According to Oily, my posts have been rather bimbotic and suited to my new Blog name. Aware of that, I've decided to recount my secondary school Bio days. (All right fine, it isn't exactly the most intellectual topic) I found this situation that occured a couple of days ago mildly amusing in a sadistic way. Allow me to recount:

It was one fine afternoon when I decided to settle my lazy, ill-disciplined, study-allergic self down to the computer to sort out as well as allow that familiar nostalgic feeling to inundate me as I looked through old photographs in my computer. This was done, of course, with the aid of some random music on my playlist. Just as I was listening to The Crysenthemum Tea song, I began browsing through my Secondary school class's photographs. One folder had about 50 pictures of our rat dissection done a couple of years back. All was fine till I came across a recorded video of the ENTIRE rat dissecting proccess done by the instructor and so thoughtfully recorded by our then resident photo/videographer, Ana. Now imagine this: Jay chou in his high semi-falsetto voice singing '

'JU hua can lan de hua...'

Whilst this poor albino rat was having its guts cut on and put on display post mortem. ( I can send you the video if you like). All of a sudden, the song sounded more like this-

'Ju huaaa... *SpUaSCK*'

As little *Stuart's chlorofoam bloated stomach burst out of his skin. Quite farnie right? Time for pictures!*Not for the faint hearted! (bet xw will faint!)

Look at Fei and Aiping lovingly swinging Little Stuart around!

Here's a closer look. This is what I would call the pre-op

Now get ready for this.. This isn't gonna be nice...

Brace yourself!

*SCREAMS!!*

Mingxiu wills sooo kill me if she sees this!

40 Days

It's way too soon for the examinations to be coming, way WAY too soon.

I'm currently burnt and all red/pink, with my nose hurting every time I cringe. Plus the fact that I feel as if I were radiating enough heat from my face to cook an egg. These couple of days have been a good break for me, albeit the mind-fogging issues that float up every once in a while. I'll be frank here, sometimes the weekends can just be such a pain to me. Sometimes I feel as if I've lost my mind, literally. I no longer have a sense of what I'm thinking about, or even what I'm feeling about issues, people or situations. It's as if I've totally lost control of my mind and the way I'm thinking. I doubt it's mental or physical fatigue of any sort because I haven't exactly been doing anything strenuous in particular that's relevent to those. I'm not even sure what I'm talking about, and I'm pretty certain this entire paragraph will make no sense once I reread this later on.

Sheesh, perhaps I really am just tired.

Hartono was great, though I missed most of it. ( But I reckon he's a huge MCP) Jack and rai are going to be doing an acoustic set at the Esplanade at the end of the month! Darned examinations!

Argh.. part 2

Fine, I LURRRRVE the stealer of my wallet to bits. I should find him and give him the rest of my money then.

Argh..

It has come to my attention that I have not lost my wallet, but that it has effectively been stolen! This being because the supposed 'finder' of my wallet has sooo conveniently failed to return or report it to the police or some sort of authority! Now that's stealing!! GRrrrr ... The thought of having some lau uncle or ah soh's hands all over my wallet or cheapskate-ingly using my EZ-link card to travel drives me mad! Inconsiderate asshole! I hope that person chokes on the fishball he(note the assumption) buys with MY money!

"Curses..."

Mojojojo