Choir was surreal. =)

Head ache Away!

I'd been having perpetual headaches the past couple of weeks. Heck, more like ever since SYF season started. These were tension headaches more than anything else, and probably also due to my tendency to clench my teeth whenever I'm stressed. (My money-sucking Prothedontist suggested Botox at 1.2K a jab) I reckon that's the main cause of me waking up with dull aches every morning, it seriously ruins your day and as my mum would say, robs of the quality of life. Unwilling to continually stuff myself with Panadol, and, (according to siyi) kill my nerves, I lived with these aches most of the time till they became part of my head.

Walking about the central area of Singapore yesterday had a surprisingly refreshing effect on me. Despite our scorching, humid weather resulting in my constant squinting and quite sticky skin, I found myself in a rather cheerful mood. My friends (esp my section) would know what the heat normally does to me. Let's just say you wouldn't want to get within a 1-metre radius of me should I be in a non-airconditioned place. It had suddenly dawned upon me that I hadn't done anything for the past few weeks which wasn't related to 1) going to class 2)going home 3)going for CO 4) going for a CO related thing. My freaking mental life involves shuttling between schoolwork and co. I'm ashamed to say my mind's still with work even when I'm in church.

And hence the several hours spent yesterday just bumming around the library and mall were extremely, extremely liberating. I actually found myself free from all headaches for those hours! Yay! I seriously haven't felt so happy in a long time. And this coming from a trip to the National Libray, haha, how sad and deprived is that? :) hey, pool's still on ok!

However the bliss was short-lived and the headache began resurfacing as soon as I stepped into the car and the formidable mound of undone work rose from yonder horizon.

Singapore's development

When my sister left Singapore 5 months ago, all we saw of the Singapore ferris wheel was it's support column. When she returns she'll be welcome by the mammoth on the Bays of Marina. I think the construction workers work damn fast.
This is what I saw in early Feb...

And this is what we had in late April:

Cool right? That's our 'foreign talent' at work. Haha..

screwed

My biological clock's screwed, and I hate having a perpetual headache, maybe that's just the feeling of being alive and schooling in a Singaporean education system whilst arranging a dumb song about Chrysemthemum tea and hence having it replaying in your head 24/7.

Credits to xw's typical rubbish-ness, here's something uber-lame:

You know Fish and Co has Bah Kut Teh? Never knew right.. Allow me to show you the menu-

Haha.. Makes me laugh every time! :)

Refresh

All right people, laugh at my stupidity and cave-like behaviour now.


I've been looking at people's uber outdated posts and comments from April each time I visited their blogs or looked at my tagboard. I discovered then, to my horror, that this sudden inactivity wasn't due to the SYF, NOO... And that NOO... these people had not disappeared from the face of the Earth or mass-boycotted Blogger. This sudden lack of updates, or so it seemed, was merely due to me

not
pressing
'Refresh'



This little fact only came to my attention when my friend told me to read her updated blog, which I found, as usual, was not. And so I adventurously decided to click 'Refresh'



Shit!!

A whole LIST or essays flurried across my eyes as I discovered what I'd been missing all these weeks. haiya.. And yes, I didn't realise that any of you had tagged on my tagboard with all your sweet/funny/lame/encouraging tags till late this evening! when I clicked 'Refresh', yet again!

WOW GENUIS ME!!




So now that that mystery of the disappeared bloggers has been solved, I'd like to make it clear to Mr Pres, I'm not emo! :P I merely didn't see the tags and hence didn;t reply, so if I seemed like I was emo, I wasn't ok, haha... (IMH next week) haha...

I can't possibly reply all the tags on that puny tagboard, so I shall make them here. Spot your own replies. :D

1) I LURVE SUATLING!!
2) The Gold ROCKS
3) Thanks annie dear!! I really can't wait for you to come down!!
4) Chicken your neh la, haha.. thx emo kid
5) FAT MAN MY FOOT, sometimes I'd wish he'd just eat his dizi/sheng/suana
6) Go update your blog calvin, or did I not click refresh enough times? =)



And here's my great section!



I had corn bread in my mouth. hehheh...

Anon

Don't burden yourself with feelings of guilt or unhappiness about what happened, seriously I don't mind and completely understand (at least I think I do). 2 emo people rarely result in either feeling better about the situation or themselves, emo periods are meant to be spent alone wallowing in self pity and what not. It's a human nature thing to want to inflict even more hurt to distract themselves from what'sr really hurting them. And I know what 'marn' means to you, just as how concert means to a lot of us. That's namely why I've stopped asking you to not enter mun, becuse I know full well you will no matter what and there's no changing your mind. All I do is chide you for doing so out of my frustration because of that anal, paranoid i'm-so-powerful woman breathing down my neck about all things 'cello/bass'. Because if one withdraws, so can all the other pissed of people who care more abt academics which currently seems to be happening right now. So ignore all those who tell you withdraw from it because I seriously think it'll help you more than it'll help us. I wouldn't give up something that's going to help my career if it didn't mean saving someone else's life. And it looks like we both have problems with emotions, haha.. Well, you know that IQ is inversely related to Emotions ya? haha...

=|

I hate having to be strong sometimes. I hate being so logical and techinical with my emotions such that I rationalise way before I feel. I hate not being able to breakdown because I neither have the ability nor the right to because I'm supposed to give it all to God no matter what. I feel like I've lost the right to be expressively upset ever since I became a Christian because why the hell should I be crying when I have God's love and grace shining upon me? I'm not being sarcastic, I'm merely stating what goes through my mind whenever I feel upset or see people upset.

Gosh I couldn't even cry if I wanted to. I merely tear. Where's the satisfaction in that?

Stupid malfunctioning tear glands. It sucks being all emo and not being able to let it out. Know what constipation feels like? Yeah it's just like that, only the discomfort's not up your ass.

But our Gold still rocks. =)

GOLD

I've never been more estatic!! I've repeated my sentiments to tonnes of people about us achieving gold already, so I'm extremely lazy to regurgitate everything again.

Haha, can't wait to see those CO clowns strip on stage on monday! They said they would if we got a gold, haha... :D

And I lURVEE our China-teachers!

YAYYYYYY!!!!!!!

We've left our legacy!!

SYF Rush!

According to blogger, this is my 100th post! *Applause!* I shall try and make this a memorable one though I must say that my mind is rather void of ideas or ramblings of sorts as yet. Nevertheless, there's always our all time favourite topic of SYF to talk about!

We've been getting well-needed visits from Barker's current CO conductor who happens to be very closely linked to ACCO. For one, he was once the VP, and his brother who is currently in J1 is in ACCO playing the chinese equivalent of a bass guitar. Never in my life have I seen brothers who are such worlds apart. Lets start superficially, while one has nice tofu-ish skin, the latter has uber tanned, not so silky skin. This, apparently, is due to their difference in dietry preferences. One's vegetarian whilst the other's a hard core meat-lover. One's extremely good with sports and the chapteh whilst the other apparently is unable to ride a bike even. One's extremely EXTREMELY musically talented and seems to have a tuner implated in his head whilst the other is, well, very musically talented as well but simply has a tendency towards angsty punk rock music as opposed to Orchestral music. One is highly eloquent and poised whilst the other is in a perpetual slouch and often begins his sentences with obscenities.

Man I'd like to meet their parents.