Thanksgiving

I've been looking at people's blogs and realised that I haven't been giving some people due credit for being such impacts in my life. They didn't necessarily cause very huge impacts in my life, but they definitely mean a lot to me. So here's my tribute to them. (Excuse the lousy writing, I'm currently multitasking. And if you know me well you know that I don't exactly do it very well.) So here's the first on the list.
Ta-Da! These 2 angels in my life have really made it wonderful. The thing about close friends is that you think about them most of the time. I've known these sisters for quite a large portion of my life, hence they're names would often pop up in my conversations as often as I talk about my family. (which is also pretty often) I've practically grown up with these girls, and am thoroughly grateful for it. Encouragement, support, little spats here and there, they all contribute to our growth and development. Shan't give too long a describtion here, people want to read about them selves too you know, haha.. =) Love you girls and I love every minute spent with you guys. =)

NExt up...

(You wanted a change mehmeh!!)! Now I'll go on about them individually. Annie was like a comet that crashed into my life. =) This BIMBO has educated me in more ways than one. On being an airhead (HAHA), Jazz(the love of her life), she even made me realise what great friends I had and taught me to be grateful for all the backstabbing I never went through. One of the most affectionate friends I have, the silly dummy is halfway across the world but still bothers to tag my pathetic blog and conduct one-way video conferences. (Narcissist you!) :) LOve you dear!

I once reviewed 4-5 smses that Aiping had sent me. And ALL of them either had HAHAHAs or CHUIWERNs or OEIs. ALl in CAPs mind you, you see the most ah-soh side of this girl through her text messages. But I must say that it definitely conveys the true feelings of the sender immediately! I can always envision her expression whenever I read her messages! And she's ALWAYS boosting my ego la! She's so encouraging, she can make pond scum feel like superman!

And I definitely didn't forget my Feifei. She's one that's really REALLY close to me. Someone whom I can let go and talk crap with for hours. One where I really really feel comfortable with (I like her soft arms!!) :D She's really like a second sister to me, (basically someone besides my sister who sees/hears me behave like a complete IDIOT) But her blog ah, tsk tsk.. so wordy! Haha.... Okay feifei, we're embracing singlehood with pride!

Cute right, I do for her one. Haha, That's my sister for those who don't know and I think she'd kill me if she saw this. But after she entered hostel and spent 5 days a week away from me, I began to miss her. And even after she's been spending most of her time around me the last few weeks, I still enjoy every moment of silliness and bimboticness she exuberates. She's someone who can make a kid feel like a genius, but hey, don't be so quick to think she's jsut a dumb uh.. black, her cap scores in uni for the past sems have been above 4 ok. IT's upon 5, so essentially, that's like getting an 80% for your overall results. And Uni's no easy thing! Her being around adds soo much life to the listless one I already own. If not I'd be studying all the time.(as if) Finally! Someone who has a shorter attention span than me !

And of course there are those whom I choose not to post pictures of just in case they strongly object. Yee,and Dhab have been the ones dropping occasional tags that tell me that my blog has visitors. (This is really encouraging) And JOan, haha... Iwas reading her birthday card to me when we were in Sec 2, IT was HILARIOUS!! But she's always been the one writing funny letters and cards to me in her illegible cursive handwriting . I quote,' All the best in your studies except for English and Maths and Science and Geography and History and Lit!' that's Joan for you! haha...

Not to forget Anli and Mings! who are so every supportive and encouraging! MY future study buddies! (because we ARE going to sit down and MUG) I love you girls!

Skipping Christmas

It's seems like ages since I've touched a keyboard and visited my blog. I know it has been dead for a rather long time. My computer has died so many times it's a wonder it's still alive, and moving from a three to two-room flat is no easy task, trust me. Especially when you have 4-5 people in the house which is actually really rare for my family. Our maximum is normally 3-4 and our average is 2.5. (Average mah...) Anyways, since my grandma's down for a couple of months, it's going to be one interesting Christmas and New Year. However my sister will be gone for the next 6 months 2 weeks from now, so I guess it wouldn't be that bad.

As you can guess, all the hassle, trauma and fatigue from the nomad-like transitions have inevitably caused me to completely lose the feeling and mood that normally automatically comes with Christmas. Man I don't even feel like caroling on Saturday. I simply feel exhausted from all the moving, packing, sneezing, sweating...

The frustrating and tiresome thing is not the strenuity of it all, but knowing the fact that you won't be able to return to a comfortable home/haven to rest your sore feet. It feels like you're living in a dusty motel long-term, period. Having to home to return to truly is sad and I've just learnt that.

Anyways, one thing that makes this fuzzy place any home-like is the fact that I've stenciled our livingroom with pretty Maple leaves! Yay, they simply look gorgeous.

So to stop digressing and transforming this into verbal diarrhoea, I shall cut straight to my point - I feel like skipping Christmas.

But since I've gotten most of my gifts, the final but most difficult stage is next. Cards. Letters. The sincere stuff. + MASS GIFTS! Darn!

=)

My computer's alive again! I've learnt my lesson and I promise to back up ALL my stuff now... well, soon. Anyways, this is pretty hilarious, it's a REAL exam script! Thankfully now mine though, but THIS PERSON ACTAULLY EXISTS!

Oral

I'm DONE with Project Work for the year!!! I've cleared my desktop and hard drives of any trace of 'Mentoring Through Blogs'. I've gone to completely destroy the remnants of my voice by eating and drinking whatever I want and talking as loudly as I can. Some of you might know, I was on the brink of completely losing my voice right before my Oral Presentation. Thank God He spared me just enough to pull me through today, or I'd still be fretting about it till Friday.

No more Meetings!
No more 'remember to upload on the internet hor'.
No more deadlines!
No more 'Rejected! Redo!'
No More senile PW teacher!
No more PW tutorials and lectures!
No more 'Must bring laptop anot har?'
No more 'sorry I'll be late'
No more Bras Basah Macdonald's and National Library

But No more group bonding sessions as well. :'(
It was great while it lasted guys. 163, a bunch of complete strangers turned good friends.

Grin

I'm several levels happier than the previous post. This is due to several main factors. For one, I met the bunch yesterday! That's such a comparatively classier name than Cheapskate Clan which Joan calls us, haha... Change name la joan.. Seeing all the girls were so much fun, but one thing's for sure, they're the most tiring bunch ever! Well, perhaps it's the combination of AiPing's ultrasound voice and Dhab's claustraphobic-sauna-like room that tired me out. Seriously, I felt like I was doing a full workout without even moving! Meh and me were literally melting and losing inches. Height wise la, haha...

Despite the Sahara Heat, 2 things undoubtedly put a smile on my face, Dhab's cat (whose original name MAO MAO was changed to MOMO, though I don't see how that's any better) and the fact that we all sat down to dinner and ate with our hands!! It was so fun and cross cultural! I quite miss having Malays around, it's such a rare sight in ACJC. Do you know my friend's class in TPJC has a majority of Malays? like, wow. I'm pretty glad I got to mingle with people of different races through out my secondary school life, looks like it pays to be in a non-chinese school!

Last but not least, I am for once thankful to ACJC for pushing all the deadlines on us. We've submitted EVERYTHING that's not OP for PW. Isn't htat fantastic?! :D While my friends are still struggling with their I & Rs and GPFs.. Muhahaha... I love acronyms. And the fatso said that my EOM was good! Goodness I was like thank God thank God thank God!! That copy of my EOM was my one and only copy, I didn't submit any drafts to him at all! Gosh, thank God.. Haha... And I've decided to wash my hands off my problematic PW group member, it's just a couple more days and I don't wish to go throught he next year with any bad blood beween us. I'm just going to forgive and forget.

Although I'm finding it very difficult ot forget the T SHIRT THAT THAT IDIOT GUY IN SAJC OWES ME. I'm this close to becoming a 'da er long' to get my 17 bucks back. It's a matter of responsibilty and principle that I want that shirt/money so badly. I mean, hello, you planning to give me like when I'm 50 is it??! Call yourself a student councillor.

PIG

see la, now my mood is spoilt by that moron. I shall send my runners after you!!

-Nil-

I hate being emo. I treat it as a sign of weakness. I'm a person who supposedly uses her mind and not her heart to think, so why the hell do I lack the discipline to get down to doing anything right?

Ju's stupid Dog

My friend has a stupid dog. Take note that I say stupid in an endearing way. Her little silky terrier is this bouncing (literally) furball. You know, kind of like putty covered in long silky hair? Yep, that's Suki. Haha, I've never seen soooo much energy in a living creature! This little fella actually BOUNCED behind me from across the living room to my friend's room! It was pretty hilarious, perhaps Suki's experiencing some sort of identity crisis, unsure of whether it should have been born with longer, fluffier ears and a shorter, poofier tail. Haha... That's dog is really one hell of a jumper! But I must say its really adorable. It's innocent stupidity is what makes a dog a dog. However I just recalled that this silly dog also drooled all over my sock and almost put holes in it, I think I should have just given it to her as a parting gift.

here, I managed to steal a photograph of it from friendster! [Tell me if you don't want your dog displayed ju!]

Awww. She's adorable ain't she. However she really is amazingly dumb at times, haha, kind of like a bimbo dog. =)

Random

Ah! My strings have been snapping like nobody's business, first it was my electric's E string, which isn't so bad since I have a spare pack of strings. Now my cello's A string snapped! And this stupid string costs like 40 bucks? might as well gold plate it la...

Argh. And not to mention my double bassist who keeps breaking G strings and whatever wires he has on the double bass. Never before have I seen such a weak instrument.

Stupid.

Hua Yu Cool! >.<

Jing ran wo men de hua yu kao shi kuai yao dao le, wo jiu jue ding ba jing tian yong han you pin yin lai xie wo de 'post'.

Haha, kidding. You'd have to pay me a million bucks for me to continue! I don't abhore Mandarin, I'd be lying if I said I did because for one, I'm serving in a Chinese Ministry. Secondly, I'm in the Chinese Orchestra, so how can I say I hate Chinese when I've chosen to be constantly surrounded by it? Well, not really chose, having Mandarin lessons 4 days a week definitely isn't my choice.

I actually envy those who are extremely well-versed in Mandarin and I really do feel embarresed when I'm unable to articulate myself properly in the language. Honestly, there is nothing to be proud of if you take CLB or are 'suck' at Mandarin. We are afterall, Chinese and should be proud of our language.

It's not a matter of English being a supposedly more 'high class' language, being English-educated doesn't necessarily put you at the top of the food chain. Why there are plenty of people who come from decent and even admirable Chinese backgrounds. Mandarin just happens to be their first language. I often find myself nit-picking at people's pronounciation and usage of the English Language. Soon I find myself trying to hide my own terrible pronounciation and erroneous usage of Mandarin.

Here's the main point, being inarticulate and incompetant in ANY language is nothing to be proud of. If you want to use it, use it well and don't flaunt what you don't have.

And no this entry isn't directed at anyone. =) CHingchingchCHingCHing!!

The Class of 2007

All right by request of Ow Yong Feifei I shall start rambling some nonsense. Haha, I'm still pretty upset about not being able to score with English. I think I'll really go to China. All right, bring on the Cheena Princes!!

Anyways, as you can see from the title, I shall dedicate this wordy entry to the people who surround me daily - SB6. I initially started out being rather pensive about this new group of people whom I would spend most of my time with. Initial polite nuances and the occasional awkwardness ensued. But week after week, month after month, you learn to accept and love the people for who they are, not who you want them to be. Nobody conforms but simply adapts, (as one of my classmates says) I think that's the beauty of it, that people of such different upbringings and personalities can all accept and have fun with one another. Imagine if there was a class of 25 you's. Urgh, how boring life would be.

So this has been one hell of a week, it was a week full of ups and downs. Downs obviously due to the fact that the WR was due this week and a certain MEMBER in my group proved to be EXTREMELY uncooperative. (I bet my blood pressure spiked several times this week) Plus the ominous looming of our results. (ACJC insisted on releasing ALL our results only at 1430 on Friday) The haze was a mood killer as well, considering that two thirds of our time spent in school was spent rotting in the void deck/cafe/anywhere-else-but-classrooms-and-LTs, (you see the 'pon' spirit is one of the strongest school spirits in AC, haha)

Despite all that, I was still able to find the rose amongst the thorns, the glimmer amidst the darkness, the olive branch amid the tremulous waves... you get the idea. This was, of course, the company of my classmates! I had been pining to Mings and feifei a couple of weeks back that the class wasn't communicating and bonding. Everyone was busy with their own study schedules and were hence left with little or no time or topic to talk about. Life became SERIOUSLY dead. Everyone simply said their 'hi s' and 'byes' and moved on with their struggle with centripetal force and Social Efficiency. I have to say that AC games did a lot for the class. So did the 'communal' rush for PW this week and the long hours spent playing bridge. One can learn a lot through playing cards ok, its important to understand BeHAviOurAL patturns!

It was a bad week, but the shortened bonds between the mates have made all that crap I went through the whole week worthwhile. =) Priceless (as quoted from our ex-Student Council Pres)

Look at our levitations man...

Rock on SB6, no, I shan't label you guys, its an understatement, Rock on you special people you! haha... I love my class, at least we don't have noisy buggers like those inthe next class, or angmoh poseurs from uh-um! certain schools. Yea, we have great balance.

Go Korea Go!

All right this may seem like I have abundant amounts of time to update on the tiniest things, but THIS I have to share with the rest of the world. Some of you may remember the couple of cuckoo Korean Girls on youtube (The ones that had me cracking up like an escape IMH patient each time I saw them) Thinking that it couldn't get any funnier, my cousin just introduced a couple of similar guys. LAUGHING IS THERAPUTIC!! >.< Haha!! And hey guess what, they're friends of my cousin! haha, I think it's more hilarious when you watch people you sort of know doing stupid things on youtube, it humanizes them in some sense. You know that this kind of insanity and ridicule really exist and you're not the only one doing stuff like that in front of your bedroom mirror!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9PSqtE1ACDM

I so love youtube man. Endless entertainment, whatsmore, its free.

Love of my life

There he is. I haven't showed you guys any photographs yet right? But this hunk of expensive, varnished, exquisite, fine-sounding wood is mine. yes mine. Now I'm so not going to die and let any of you have it! Muahaha!! MY lousy camera isn't working and hence I am unable to conduct a photoshoot for him as yet. but trust me, he looks better in real life. Whoo.

Death

This is going to be apretty dreary post despite me ending my promotional examinations yesterday. Obviusly it wasn't a very good end for me, in my whole 3 years of being a science student, my major examinations have always somehow ended with Chemistry, which is a Science I have little confidence in. It started with the swaying ego of my Chem teacher in secondary school. His sexist and egotistical remarks put me off Chemistry quite a bit. So unlike the Chemistry teachers I hear about who engage the students with endless encouragement and fun tidbits, Bak-ar simply shot down any questions which reached beyond the sec 4 syllabus. Moron.

Anyways, that's not the point, I've been wanting to talk about this for a pretty long time but simply never had the pleasure to do so. I've seen so many people die so suddenly and quickly. I even dreamt of someone(I think it was Cynthia Koh) dying yesterday. It was a pretty nasty and depressing dream. Anyways, there was Steve Irwin, a Hildan, another young secondary school kid, my mom's old client.. I probably encountered these deaths on a weekly basis! All of them had one thing in common, the fact that there were no warning signs and that they happened to extremely normal people. It's one minute you're here and the next you're in a wooden box piled with makeup and with chemicals coursing, well, not really coursing, through your veins. I wondered too how life would proceed on should I suddenly die.

Anyways, should I have the unfortunate event of doing so, I came up with my own little will since I'm underage of making a will and my mum's too busy to get one done for me(haha).

The living will and testement of ME

All text books, TYSs, guidebooks etc will go to the school's student welfare section.

All other books I have can be shared amongst Shiyun and the bunch. (you people need to be educated about the brain! hehe)

MY electric guitar will go to the church, the acoustics... man, I can't bear to leave my Ovation, but fine, they'll go to Aiping and Mings who supposedly wants to learn the guitar after Promos.

Cello, it can go to Anli who's cello absurdly got stolen.

All the stuff in the topmost shelf of my white cupboard can go to Nat, she LOVES toys. :D

And all the stuff in the bottom drawers to Cons! Haha...

Ooh! My clothes! (Which aren't much by the way) Ah, have a jumble sale and give the proceeds to my mummy.Hmm, of course my sister can raid and take whatever fits her first.

And of course my diaries.. Hmm... Publish them and I'll be famous like Anne Frank! Only It'll be 'Cuiwen, the Diary of a spoilt Singaporean girl'.

All right you people, aren't you glad you're included in my will? Huh? Huh? Haha... Now, now please, no plans to annihilate me ok!

All right, so by the requests of cerain PERSONS, (haha) I am obliged to add in a few more things so that the one miles away won't die of loneliness and the one I'm going to see in a couple of days won't kill me when she sees me then.

All the softtoys which belong to me can go to Dhabitah, I know she specifically likes stuffed poohs, but I've only got stuffed other stuff, but hey, there sure are a lot of them ok!

And my new, still unopened wall mirror from IKEA can go to Annie since she's such a Narcissist and simply can't take her eyes off herself, haha.. Oh yes dear, you can raid the CDs and MP3s too, haha.. although I've practically burnt half of them for you already, =)

And how can I forget all the gaudy 'costume jewellery' I have! They can be shared amongst the girls now, now, no snatching! Haha..

you know after making this list, I realise I don't really have much besides my gorgeous babies hanging on my walls. Hmm... Aren't I low maintainance? *Grin*

HTML ignorant!

All right people, excuse my futile efforts to put up a sound clip of Nathan Hartono that resulted in a pretty disfigured blog. Hey, at least I've got it uploaded ok. So stop complaining and simple scroll to the end of the page and click on the tiny triangle which will allow a wave of soothing and oh so charming vocal chords to ring at you.

Oh my, it's a crime to allow such a young boy to charm girls off their feet. Ooh!! Sadly I think he's an AC buy, and we all know what kind of ego that packs in. heh..

Ah, I just realised that you can't play it straight from my blog, so I'll just give you the URL

http://www.bolt.com/CUI/audio/2093428

Yue Liang

Hey hey, I've discovered another high side of being the daughter of a nice, friendly lawyer - Mooncakes.

The Mid Autumn Festival is yet to arrive in a couple of weeks and my mum has already brought home 3 rounds of mooncakes ( not including the first from my cousins). Each came with their own delightfully aesthetic hardy boxes and most probably rather high prices as well. The first batch came in 2 boxes of 8-9 delectable mini mooncakes with the unique filling of custard purchased from the hotel's restaurant above my mum's office(a last minute buy as you can see). Just 2 days ago, I came out of my room to meet an gold, oriental box with mooncakes held within individual gold boxes. They looked like those boxes the Chinese officials used to present their dowry with. As I was staring in awe at the shimmery effect of plastic gold reflection in my face, Shiyun anti-climatically added (in her typical auntie tone)

'Wah, fine knife and fork some more.'

as she pointed at the text printed on the small rectangular box nestled in the middle of the golden aura. This batch came from some fine dining place. Impressive looks aside, the mooncakes were fairly fresh and yummy too. And now, just 2 days later, my mum walks in with a multicoloured, flamboyant looking plastic bag from 'Hong Kong Disneyland' . And as you can guess, yup! Mickey Moose (I prefer calling him that) Mooncakes! Apparently this client works there.

Behold the benefits of the daughter of a nice lawyer. (I bet the lawyers at Khattar Wong don't even get a sweet!) So anyone who wishes to kidnap me may now ask for mooncakes as ransom. =)

Patenting

You guys know the author Michael Crichton? Here's a truly entertaining essay about patenting. Read it if you have the time, I know you're all mugging for the exams. =)

THIS ESSAY BREAKS THE LAW
· The Earth revolves around the Sun.
· The speed of light is a constant.
· Apples fall to earth because of gravity.
· Elevated blood sugar is linked to diabetes.
· Elevated uric acid is linked to gout.
· Elevated homocysteine is linked to heart disease. · Elevated homocysteine is linked to B-12 deficiency, so doctors should test homocysteine levels to see whether the patient needs vitamins. Actually, I can't make that last statement. A corporation has patented that fact, and demands a royalty for its use. Anyone who makes the fact public and encourages doctors to test for the condition and treat it can be sued for royalty fees. Any doctor who reads a patient's test results and even thinks of vitamin deficiency infringes the patent. A federal circuit court held that mere thinking violates the patent. All this may sound absurd, but it is the heart of a case that will be argued before the Supreme Court on Tuesday. In 1986 researchers filed a patent application for a method of testing the levels of homocysteine, an amino acid, in the blood. They went one step further and asked for a patent on the basic biological relationship between homocysteine and vitamin deficiency. A patent was granted that covered both the test and the scientific fact. Eventually, a company called Metabolite took over the license for the patent. Although Metabolite does not have a monopoly on test methods-other companies make homocysteine tests, too-they assert licensing rights on the correlation of elevated homocysteine with vitamin deficiency. A company called LabCorp used a different test but published an article mentioning the patented fact. Metabolite sued on a number of grounds, and has won in court so far. But what the Supreme Court will focus on is the nature of the claimed correlation. On the one hand, courts have repeatedly held that basic bodily processes and "products of nature" are not patentable. That's why no one owns gravity, or the speed of light. But at the same time, courts have granted so-called correlation patents for many years. Powerful forces are arrayed on both sides of the issue. In addition, there is the rather bizarre question of whether simply thinking about a patented fact infringes the patent. The idea smacks of thought control, to say nothing of unenforceability. It seems like something out of a novel by Philip K. Dick-or Kafka. But it highlights the uncomfortable truth that the Patent Office and the courts have in recent decades ruled themselves into a corner from which they must somehow extricate themselves. For example, the human genome exists in every one of us, and is therefore our shared heritage and an undoubted fact of nature. Nevertheless 20 percent of the genome is now privately owned. The gene for diabetes is owned, and its owner has something to say about any research you do, and what it will cost you. The entire genome of the hepatitis C virus is owned by a biotech company. Royalty costs now influence the direction of research in basic diseases, and often even the testing for diseases. Such barriers to medical testing and research are not in the public interest. Do you want to be told by your doctor, "Oh, nobody studies your disease any more because the owner of the gene/enzyme/correlation has made it too expensive to do research?" The question of whether basic truths of nature can be owned ought not to be confused with concerns about how we pay for biotech development, whether we will have drugs in the future, and so on. If you invent a new test, you may patent it and sell it for as much as you can, if that's your goal. Companies can certainly own a test they have invented. But they should not own the disease itself, or the gene that causes the disease, or essential underlying facts about the disease. The distinction is not difficult, even though patent lawyers attempt to blur it. And even if correlation patents have been granted, the overwhelming majority of medical correlations, including those listed above, are not owned. And shouldn't be. Unfortunately for the public, the Metabolite case is only one example of a much broader patent problem in this country. We grant patents at a level of abstraction that is unwise, and it's gotten us into trouble in the past. Some years back, doctors were allowed to patent surgical procedures and sue other doctors who used their methods without paying a fee. A blizzard of lawsuits followed. This unhealthy circumstance was halted in 1996 by the American Medical Association and Congress, which decided that doctors couldn't sue other doctors for using patented surgical procedures. But the beat goes on. Companies have patented their method of hiring, and real estate agents have patented the way they sell houses. Lawyers now advise athletes to patent their sports moves, and screenwriters to patent their movie plots. (My screenplay for "Jurassic Park" was cited as a good candidate.) Where does all this lead? It means that if a real estate agent lists a house for sale, he can be sued because an existing patent for selling houses includes item No.7, "List the house." It means that Kobe Bryant may serve as an inspiration but not a model, because nobody can imitate him without fines. It means nobody can write a dinosaur story because my patent includes 257 items covering all aspects of behavior, like item No. 13, "Dinosaurs attack humans and other dinosaurs." Such a situation is idiotic, of course. Yet elements of it already exist. And unless we begin to turn this around, there will be worse to come. I wanted to end this essay by telling a story about how current rulings hurt us but the patent for "ending an essay with an anecdote" is owned. So I thought to end with a quotation from a famous person, but that strategy is patented, too. I then decided to end abruptly, but "abrupt ending for dramatic effect" is also patented. Finally, I decided to pay the "end with summary" patent fee, since it was the least expensive. The Supreme Court should rule against Metabolite, and the Patent Office should begin to reverse its strategy of patenting strategies. Basic truths of nature can't be owned. Oh, and by the way: I own the patent for "essay or letter criticizing a previous publication." So anyone who criticizes what I have said here had better pay a royalty first, or I'll see you in court.

Teacher's Day

My first school event spent in ACJC. (Skipped National Day you see) The whole programme was rather entertaining and well planned. Afer obtaining feedback from my sister that JC programmes are general 'fun-ner' and hipper since they were fully organised by the students, which was pretty true. There were several reasons why I chose not to return to St Hilda's. I know some of them seem rather petty and insignificant, but they ultimately form a huge massive ball of a reason why I shouldn't be loyal to my secondary school.

1) I'm pretty angry that my neighbourhood school deprived us of a lot of opportunities. When you compare what other schools, even other neighbourhood schools gave their students the opportunities to maximise their potential. Well, the only person I'm to blame is myself for ending up there in the first place. But looking on the bright side, hey, it earned me $1500 in 3 years. But there's not much point being a big fish in a small pond, you simple get a hell of a shock when you enter the ocean and meet Jonah the BIG FISH.

2) I was extremely secure and content in my secondary school after spending a good four years there. Well, the first two weren't exactly the most ego boosting considering that I had hair akin to imploded cauliflower, but the following years got better as I proved myself to be better versed inwardly rather than be a cheena bimbo. Anyways, I'd already got past that face and submitted to the fact that I wasn't going to be a Miss Singapore or Miss Hilda for that matter any time soon. I simply enjoyed my friends and the intellectual hold I had over my life. I qutie a control freak you see.

Yes, the main point is, being in a level where there are 1000 students who are equally if not more capable and intelligent than you are automatically gives you a tinge of inferior complex. As much as I miss that kind of recognition and familiarity back in SHS, hovering in the past doesn't eliminate the fact that you're still as incompetent as ever. I want to resist that temptation of lingering and grappling at what's gone.

3) It's bloody Tampines from Buona Vista la.

4) I'm still annoyed at my form teacher for giving me such a slip shot testimonial, if it can still be called that. How can you call 'Cuiwen is a nice and pleasant blah blah blah' a testimonial? Ther's no personal touch in it whatsoever!! All our testimonials were basically cut and pastes.

ok I need to mug. Actually no, I'm simply too distracted by youtube to write anything more coherent.

Irony

Hmmm, I found it a tad humourous when I saw someone post up pictures of his/her relief work done in some dilapidated kampong inclusive of all the little starving kids, and following that the pictures of him/her and friends at NYDC and starbucks.

Talk about charity. I'm not saying the person was awfully insensitive and hypocritical for posting such contrasting photographs, I mean, honestly we would probably be guilty of that. The thing is more of how insensitive we have all become. we have all become so swarmed with poverty, adversity, oppression, misfortune and the works that we simply disregard it and catogerise it under a whole new section in our lives: 'Things we know exist and people we feel pity for but can't/don't/won't do anything'

And so off we go to buy $5 cups of gourmet coffees, scones and crumpets. Hey, why not throw in a Prada whilst we're at it? Anyways those people in Aceh would probably die before the US agrees to send my money over.

And the saddest thing is, I know that everyone who reads this, inclusive of me is just going to feel guilty for perhaps a nano-second at most and then move on. Why's that so? Are our lives as sucky (see prev. entry) as we claim? No! Thankfulness and gratefulness, the church never fails to endorse that. However it's so difficult to always keep that in mind, I suppose that's the reason for them revising it week after week to get it into our high-density, uber-thick super-strong skull and into that mushy 70% water-constituted thing we call our brain.

Hey People!

For all you musical fans out there! Or actually, any one who's looking now, here's a song my friend sent to me and which I later went to check out on youtube. If's a musical with a different twist! It's great for some ego boosting for some of us.=) I'm sure you'll enjoy it!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mK9ssCpFyI

Smile!

Here's what I have to smile about!

1) I just got a new phone! Despite it being one of the early predecessors of Nokia phones (It's a 6070) I'm nonetheless extremely happy with the buy and the phone. The previous Motorola I had was successfully upping my blood pressure and frequencies of migraines with it's laggy internal processer (if it even had one) I've described its lagginess rather vividly to quite a number of people already, but allow me to once again elaborate how I would probably die if I were to need to call the police/ambulance urgently. It's as if my phone is this 70 year old woman who's incapable of any action once in a state of shock, which by the way happens pretty often. You open the flap too quickly, it goes into shock and you can't key in anything for about 5-10 seconds (which sadly is considered eternity in a world where occasions are considered to the nanosecond) If you press too many buttons too fast, BAM! Worse still, you recieve a call on a second line or a message comes in half way and stuff like that. Basically, the phone is akin to an 80 year old man who's slightly senile, slow, unable to multitask, slow, extremely un-human-friendly, slow, yea you get the point.

Hence, unable to take this traumatic frustrations, I decided quite strongly to get a new phone.

Yay!!

2) We saved $50 whilst getting the phone! I kept telling my mum we'd earn $2 from the Motorla since we bought it at 98 but would be selling it at 100. (haha, yipee 2 boxes of muar chee for us) To our delight, we ended up trading it in for 120, which means we earned $22! haha, and somehow, Nokia is selling the phone for $38 more than those little mobile phone shops under the housing board estates. Yay!

3) The salesmen were really friendly and pleasant! They even freely told us about their experience of nabbing a mobile phone theif! (Apparently some Malay student had attempted to sell a phone filled with Mandarin contacts, pictures, ringtones etc) Haha, ain't that nice that our friendly shop owners are doing their part in keeping our streets safe? =)

4) I had a great time with a bunch of my class bowling at a really cheap rate of $1.50 per game! And I discovered (for the first time) Marina South! I think it's gorgeous really, I can barely wait for our promos to end! Fly kite! fly kite!! (Throwing 9 pound balls aren't really my thing you see, I have this affinity for longkangs)

5) I really enjoy my classmates sometimes! They can be quite a breath of fresh air sometimes!