A First

I went for my first countdown (noisy/wild) party! All right to be more exact I worked my first party, literally. It was pretty eye opening to see how a typical overpriced, overrated countdown party can be like. I can saw only 2 things, damn noisy and 'Can you repeat your order??!!'

Seeing semi-drunk grown ups shaking their bootys to thumping, repetitive music and looking all happy in their own little world is kinda funny. It seems like you're watching a display. Working in a party is probably something I'd prefer to attending one namely because for one, there's no need to worry about your outfit/appearance. The ridiculously loud music, the overfriendly half drunk people who look like they're about to collapse on you as they order their 142th glass of champagne, all this will smoking their 423rd cigarette.

Nahhh... so not something I'd enjoy unless I too were intoxicated to begin with.

I feel lousy... =(

*Pouts the xiangwei pout*

It's going to be 2008 and I don't feel a thing because of the lack of school. I miss the first days of schools for my past 12 years of formal education, every year, the first day of school is filled with anticipation of potentials to be fulfilled and expectations to be set. The first day of school I liked the most was the first day of Sec 4, I felt as if I owned the school as I re-stepped through the gates of my puny neighbourhood school, knowing that it would be the last and feeling as 'dua pai' as ever. Looking at the lower sec students and the annoying sec 3s (I somehow detested that batch of students) and sneering at their little miniscule brains. Haha... All right I'm not THAT mean.

Now that my years of education are over, it seems that new year has lost it's meaning. What's a new year when you're still stuck in the same job or doing that same thing? There no longer is a major change to emphasise or add to the significance of a NEW year, because there's nothing NEW! Even Uni life would be such a bore because you're still in the same year even though it's a new year. HAHA, I bet you didn't understand that. The former year refers to the academic year while the latter refers to the calender year. Hope that helped.

I hate chemistry. Gah...

Oh well, happy new year people! I'll be counting down in a mosquito infested place, not to mention smoke saturated as well.

Real Music

This is what I call real music. An entire orchestra just expressing the song as it should be and the vocalists putting in the emotions and expressions. Everytime my sister and I watch this video, we get all soft and swept away, Nothing can compare to the nostalgia of a good Disney movie such as Aladdin. I must say Enchanted is the closest Disney has ever gone to creating classics. It's the whole orchestra thing.

I just love Lea Salonga! Now that's what I call a voice!

*cough cough*

Wah lao... I inhale so much second hand smoke, I bet I emit smoke when I talk now. My nose becomes runny and my eyes get teary, I bet the other staff think I kena bullied by manager, so not glam.

Smoke smoke smoke, as if Indonesia not enough fires.

Oh yes, I admit, I gave in and got a facebook account. And I still can't believe almost ALL of my friends already have accounts. Even cave dwelling loser oily, (HAH) however I still find it cluttered and confusing. I'm sticking to good ole friendster (sad thing is no one else is).

Mewwy Cwismas!!

Thanks guys for all your funny and retarded tags, I think even the dead would laugh if they read the comments left by you people! Sorry I've been mia, I haven't been angsty for the entire period that I didn't blog la, just really busy with the christmas season! I kinda got a little lazy to blog, but decided I better before people assume that I've killed myself/ killed someone and gone to jail. So... I'm NOT DEAD! haha....

I'm employed! =) I hope it stays that way though.

Have you guys seen What I like About You? It's a comedy series starring Amanda Bynes about 2 really flitty airheaded sisters. But they're not the clear cut Ashlee/Jessica Simpson bimbo blondes, they just happen to make really airheaded comments sometimes. It's hilarious, probably the only show that's my pick-me-up. Yay Yootube!

Ok I think this post sounds a little confusing and disoriented, it feels so to me probabaly because I just woke up. I actually played mahjong the whole night. WAH. And as most of you guys who play with me would know, mahjong sessions never go without jokes about my inadequacy in the Chinese language leading to stupid mistakes I make during the game. I got 2 huas, a cat and chicken, and naturally said to my friends, cat eat chicken right? Which is correct la! Which cat doesnt eat chicken! Ok nevermind, I shall not be inconsiderate to the mahjong-blur people.

Merry Christmas!

Oh man, I feel woozy

And look! It's our cute little muffin friend Ambert! Don't you think it looks like him? ( for those who have no idea who that is, he kinda really looks like this fella)

Bah.

You know how irritating some blogs can get where they give fragments whose meanings are only known by the writer? How inconsiderate and attention seeking! I shall do the same.

I hate this game (Must put in italics one)

Bah. I'm being grumpy angsty and emo. There come phases in life where you refuse to see the good in anything and insist stubbornly on torturing yourself with the less nice bits. It's silly, irrational and rarely gets nothing but harm done. And as a person who tries to see the logic in rationalises almost everything, it sucks even more. But I insist on doing so because it's these things I find which make you grow, and it's theraputic. Somehow the image of a perpetually happy clappy person who skips around all day round seems delusional, idealistic and very much like an airhead. There some days where you simply want to let the inner bitch out, I feel that she makes me write better. You know there are classes in France on How to be a Bitch.

Argh!

Step on my toes and you die.

Mish Mash

This is going to be a post of several random things, probably because I can't really gather my thoughts. And also becasue I've taken quite a bit of photos with my phone.

Malaysia was great, though I probably eroded an inch off my feet through walking so much. I think I'm now shorter. Besides the point that I walked and walked, I saw and actually fiddled with an iPhone! A real iPhone! It was pretty boring without wifi, but it looked and felt wonderful!

And of course who can go to Malaysia without eating at the all time Singaporean/touristy favourite, A&W! Courtesy of Roger who so generously used a quarter of the fuel tank just to bring me/get lost around Malaysia. Yes, I know that's the only way to find your way, haha... But it was real fun with no gah-ment in the car. Look they even keep using the glass mug!As I said this would be random, here's a cute cartoon Nat sent me, it's a really adorable and slightly sadistic series, but it's hilarious! =)And I discovered today thatI've spent about $100 on AC T shirts. Here's the collection to show for my loyalty.

Sudden realisation

It suddenly occured to me that I'm actually having my holidays! WOW. I've decided, much to my mum's delight, to take a gap year. Meaning that I'll go into Uni a year later. Mainly because I would like to try out working in my field of interest - special education, and partially because I feel taht my grades are most likely to suck. So that's my update on my future, now for my update on my current situation.

I've been reading 2 very contrasting books concurrently, Dawkin's 'The God Delusion', and Bill Hybel's 'Becoming a Contagious Christian'.

(This photo isn't mine btw, I just got it off the net)

I admit it does get a little confusing sometimes, not only are their main points starkingly different, the tone in which both books are written are poles apart as well. As much as I see and sometimes agree with Dawkin's point, I can't stand the arrogant, cynical and snide tone he takes when writing. I believe that you can make your point just as well, if not better, without taking a hint of sarcasm. There's no need for it, I find it uncalled for and slightly unproffesional. But let's face it, Hybel's style isn't exactly the Queen's definition of proper either. It's very American and informal, and can get a little..weird sometimes.

Yuck, I'm actually reviewing books, *gasp!*

Anyways on a lighter note, you guys HAVE to watch this video! I've never seen such a giet cat!

http://www.maniacworld.com/cat-pushes-dog-too-far.html

(I'm rooting for the cat, dogs are dumb!)

Enlightenment!

Not Nirvana just yet, anyways, I came across a stunning revelation on the bus that day, Zeno's paradox is no paradox, it's simply a misinterpreted math question. For those who are clueless to what I'm talking about, here's the paradox

In the paradox of Achilles and the Tortoise, we imagine the Greek hero Achilles in a footrace with the plodding reptile. Because he is such a fast runner, Achilles graciously allows the tortoise a head start of a hundred feet. If we suppose that each racer starts running at some constant speed (one very fast and one very slow), then after some finite time, Achilles will have run a hundred feet, bringing him to the tortoise's starting point; during this time, the tortoise has "run" a (much shorter) distance, say one foot. It will then take Achilles some further period of time to run that distance, in which said period the tortoise will advance farther; and then another period of time to reach this third point, while the tortoise moves ahead. Thus, whenever Achilles reaches somewhere the tortoise has been, he still has farther to go. Therefore, Zeno says, swift Achilles can never overtake the tortoise. Thus, while common sense and common experience would hold that one runner can catch another, according to the above argument, he cannot; this is the paradox.

Here's a similar old timer question that bugged me for ages and bugged yanwen for even longer.

3 people eat at a restaurant and the bill comes up to $30, so each pay $10 to the waiter. The manager decides to give a discount and returns $5. However, the waiter decides to keep $2 for himself and returns $3 to the customers (by giving each a dollar). Each of them has now paid $9 each right? 3 x 9 = 27, and 27 plu the 2 dollars with the waiter is $29. What happened to the missing dollar?

Go figure. I know all your brains are rusting after exams.

Kar suee (leg ache)

Roger I can't seem to leave a message at your blog! So I shall blah here, ah lian your head ah! And I wanted to tell you that I'm koping your tulan drawing! People I'm not being rude, see for yourself:

One of the most accurate potrayals of Singaporeans I've yet to see! I probably seemed to be fresh out of Woodbridge the other day when Roger sent me this random sms asking me why so many singaporeans walked around with a tulan look, causing me to laugh out loud whilst walking to the bus stop. Honestly, we just seem to have this perpetual scowl, machiam someone offend your mudder. Next campaign: Smile Singapore!

Oh dear I suddenly have a surplus of things to blog about and one post is just too short! During the one week that I lost contact with the outside world (when my net got cut off) I thought to myself, hey this isn't too bad, I could live without going online. But now when I go online and read all the updates that I've missed, I feel like a missed a week of tutorials. Haha, all right so that's an over exaggeration. So I'll finish blogging topic by topic -

1) Mr Malaysia/Roger/the only guy who'd do this in public:

We walked around numerous departmental stores yesterday in search of a 'Cheap Gawdy Men's Shirt Store'. Looks like bright florals aren't really in yet. He was looking to complete his pimp look for school prom, now all he needs is a golden tooth! I still think he'll end up looknig more like the owner of KTV Party World, pimps in singapore just don't dress like they do on tv!

Thankfully that's not the shirt he got, (unless he manages to find one today)

I normally turn my brain to power-saving mode when I go out with Roger, i.e. I'm not aware of my surroundings or where I'm heading. I just follow and walk and concentrate on not falling down. But yesterday was different because he decided to let his brain take a holiday, and what happens if 2 people turn their brains off/energy-saving? You get a whole lot of walking cos you end up walking without thinking, meaning you walk in wrong directions etc. Kinda like thoses little guys in Pacman, they just move and move and move non-stop. So, no choice, I had to play Hero and turn my brain on to full mode which hasn't been done since the last Physics paper. By 9 my brain just went on strike. haha...

Should I post about prom now? Aiyo what the hell am I doing, asking blogger questions. die, gone case. All right For all those who are DYING to see me in my clown suit...

nenni nenni poo poo! I don't want show youuuu!

Haha... so much for maturity at the age of 18. Ok la, post one photo first. Oily just shut up ok!

Nah go stare in awe at my beauty and shut up :P

I'm back!

Unlike what Mings suggested, no, I did not get eaten by that horribly terrible Oily. My disappearance was mainly due to the suspension of my internet (due to unpaid bills). In addition, I sat on a bus, nuah-ing my butt for 7 hours, and went to Kuantan.

There has always been this distinct difference between Malaysia and Singapore (duh), not only in the overall environment and infrastructure, but with the people as well. We spent a few days in Kuantan holding a camp for the people there and all I can say is that I've never met more charming children! Last week, I spent a few days taking care of a bunch of our local toddlers, it was back breaking not only because of the height difference but because of their energizer bunny behaviour. Plus they're naughty/blur which is equally bothersome. Fine, they're only kids right?

However the Kuantan kids were really so lovable! Perhaps it was because of the sing-song way in which they speak chinese that really charms me, ( the singaporean tone is just way too flat), but it's probably because they're so simple, easy to please and enthusiastic.

This was the group of fellas I gave a 15 minute gutiar lesson to, I've never seen 12 year olds that were so keen to learn! Our local boys would probably rather use it as a gun/bazoooka/oversized sword/baseball bat. The beauty of non city kids: less time spent playing stupid shoot-shoot-kill-kill computer games.

The weather was great! And see!! Got MOUNTAIN!

It's so nice to speak singlish after having to spend those few days struggling in Chinese.

Anyways, prom in several hours and I'm clueless as to what to do with my hair. And if you're going to ask me the same question everyone asks me when I say I have prom, YES I AM WEARING A DRESS. Or maybe I'll just wear an A&W bear suit ya?