Listening to: A little too late - Tonya Mitchell
Thou Shalt Not Gamble ... yeah right
It's been quite awhile since I last blogged. Mainly coz nothing's been happening. I wake up, I play games, I go back to bed.
The appearance of this post doesn't mean/signify any change in my routine. It's Tuesday night, the servers are down and I don't feel like playing any of the other games I have installed.
I went to Genting, again. Last week. Have I mentioned?
Grandma enjoyed herself I think. We camped out at the casino. Grandma won about.. RM$360 the first night. I lost 100.. so she gave me part of her winnings to play with. By the next afternoon, I had grandma hooked on this lil game called mini dice.. I subsequently won 300.. and grandma won another 200. really exhilarating to put 10 bucks down and win 100 :p I swear I wanted to stop after winning 300 bucks.. but grandma moved to the taisai table.. =( and I didnt wanna just STAND there to watch her play.. I lost that 300 by dinner time. bleh. grandma lost her winnings too..
I guzzled alot of Milo after that. it's like "damn.. lost 300.. must drink milo." if i could, i would have drunk 300 bucks worth of milo *sulk*
Don't look at me weird. Grandma drank lotsa free coffee herself. *snicker*
Did I mention she woke me up at 6am that last morning there? She wanted to squeeze in 3 hours of playing before we had to leave at 9.30am *groan* I groggily lost another 100 that morning.
Grandma's a bad influence, yes she is :p
Thou Shalt Not Gamble ... unless tempted to
Monday, October 31, 2005
Listening to: Endless love - Diana Ross and Lionel Richie
Not sure what I want to blog abt really.. I can't sleep. I can't lie in bed w/o feeling how empty the room is. I've called 3 ppl today. First Lianne, then Eugene, then Tim.. all in a desperate attempt to.. well, talk to someone, I guess. To stop myself.. from.. mm.. feeling the way I do.
It's better now, i think. I've stopped crying (for the night, i hope). My nose is still stuffed tho.
Yet, I can't sleep.
The night feels so empty.
Not sure what I want to blog abt really.. I can't sleep. I can't lie in bed w/o feeling how empty the room is. I've called 3 ppl today. First Lianne, then Eugene, then Tim.. all in a desperate attempt to.. well, talk to someone, I guess. To stop myself.. from.. mm.. feeling the way I do.
It's better now, i think. I've stopped crying (for the night, i hope). My nose is still stuffed tho.
Yet, I can't sleep.
The night feels so empty.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Listening to: Fool again - Westlife
Sent mel off in the morning.. rotting in WoW coz andy's doing MC and I'm not geared up for it. Dont feel like doing instances even though i SHOULD.. else I'd never get my gear for MC.
*sigh*
The prof hasnt replied my email so I reckon I'm jobless again. long story. no i didnt get fired.. the contract ended and we were waiting for another grant so I could continue working there.. but there was some admin problem and *sigh* long story. Anyway I was supposed to wait for his mail/call. which was supposed to come last week.
Such an odd feeling, Melvin gone again. we had lotsa fun the past 2 weeks, i guess. the room feels strangely empty and i'm feeling.. strange. I feel the need to munch to feel better but I dont really feel like eating. I feel the need to head out and DO something instead of just sitting here.. but I dont really feel like leaving the chair, much less the room.
I'd get used to it. just takes a day or 2.
Sent mel off in the morning.. rotting in WoW coz andy's doing MC and I'm not geared up for it. Dont feel like doing instances even though i SHOULD.. else I'd never get my gear for MC.
*sigh*
The prof hasnt replied my email so I reckon I'm jobless again. long story. no i didnt get fired.. the contract ended and we were waiting for another grant so I could continue working there.. but there was some admin problem and *sigh* long story. Anyway I was supposed to wait for his mail/call. which was supposed to come last week.
Such an odd feeling, Melvin gone again. we had lotsa fun the past 2 weeks, i guess. the room feels strangely empty and i'm feeling.. strange. I feel the need to munch to feel better but I dont really feel like eating. I feel the need to head out and DO something instead of just sitting here.. but I dont really feel like leaving the chair, much less the room.
I'd get used to it. just takes a day or 2.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
And i'm back from Malaysia! (I mean.. if any of you noticed my absence for the past few days..)
I'm too tired to blog about it.. so i'm just gonna put a bunch of pictures and take you through what happened.
First picture:
2 sleepy heads on the coach. 7am, Sunday.
We arrive and immediately bought tickets to the theme park.
And so we went on a few rollercoaster rides.. took pictures with a donkey.. went go-karting.. got splashed at the plume ride.. etc etc
Next day, we took the cable car down to the awana horse ranch.. for a lil horse riding. Then back up and more rides at the theme park. That evening was spent at the casino with Melvin explaining the different games to me. I saw ppl putting down STACKS of casino chip things (I used the term tokens.. and was politely informed that "tokens" were for arcades :p and "chips" was the term for casinos..) well forgive me!... first time in a casino and all.. *grumbles abt damn smokers* Stay long enough in the casino (air choked full of carsinogens.. pun intended) and you'll get lung cancer due to passive smoking *wrinkles nose* I had to wash my hair AGAIN after stepping in there.
So anyhow, the NEXT day was spent at KL.. shopping! This picture was taken at the Pudu Raya Bus Terminal.. just before we headed back up.. Note: I have a new pair of sunglasses!
My feet were aching so bad that Melvin gave them a nice lil massage on the bus trip back to Genting. *happy grin*
And of course there are MANY other pictures.. Just don't think it's a good idea to post all 60 odd up =/ your browser will take -forever- to load :p I'm going to bed.. sooo tired after all that walk. plus.. I may just convince Melvin to gimme another foot massage. :p
I'm too tired to blog about it.. so i'm just gonna put a bunch of pictures and take you through what happened.
First picture:
2 sleepy heads on the coach. 7am, Sunday.
We arrive and immediately bought tickets to the theme park.
And so we went on a few rollercoaster rides.. took pictures with a donkey.. went go-karting.. got splashed at the plume ride.. etc etc
Next day, we took the cable car down to the awana horse ranch.. for a lil horse riding. Then back up and more rides at the theme park. That evening was spent at the casino with Melvin explaining the different games to me. I saw ppl putting down STACKS of casino chip things (I used the term tokens.. and was politely informed that "tokens" were for arcades :p and "chips" was the term for casinos..) well forgive me!... first time in a casino and all.. *grumbles abt damn smokers* Stay long enough in the casino (air choked full of carsinogens.. pun intended) and you'll get lung cancer due to passive smoking *wrinkles nose* I had to wash my hair AGAIN after stepping in there.
So anyhow, the NEXT day was spent at KL.. shopping! This picture was taken at the Pudu Raya Bus Terminal.. just before we headed back up.. Note: I have a new pair of sunglasses!
My feet were aching so bad that Melvin gave them a nice lil massage on the bus trip back to Genting. *happy grin*
And of course there are MANY other pictures.. Just don't think it's a good idea to post all 60 odd up =/ your browser will take -forever- to load :p I'm going to bed.. sooo tired after all that walk. plus.. I may just convince Melvin to gimme another foot massage. :p
Friday, October 07, 2005
Listening to: Remember when it rained - Josh Groban
*smiles to self* I've never had someone drag himself out of bed in the middle of the night to get me a drink coz I woke up and complained about being thirsty. I'm going to have a splendid time the next 2 weeks I reckon, now that Melvin's back.
Dear Melvin,
I'm sorry for pillow hogging.
(pity the guy. i had like 3 or 4 and he only had 1)
Aaanyway... I'm gonna crash *yawn* Tiring day at work.. spent the ENTIRE day.. literally 8.30 to 6pm.. doing data entry. Why? coz I made so many mistakes I had to redo the whole lot in the afternoon. *sigh* standard curves.. standard curves. bloody formulae.. *sighs*
*smiles to self* I've never had someone drag himself out of bed in the middle of the night to get me a drink coz I woke up and complained about being thirsty. I'm going to have a splendid time the next 2 weeks I reckon, now that Melvin's back.
Dear Melvin,
I'm sorry for pillow hogging.
(pity the guy. i had like 3 or 4 and he only had 1)
Aaanyway... I'm gonna crash *yawn* Tiring day at work.. spent the ENTIRE day.. literally 8.30 to 6pm.. doing data entry. Why? coz I made so many mistakes I had to redo the whole lot in the afternoon. *sigh* standard curves.. standard curves. bloody formulae.. *sighs*
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Listening to: Some Deejay prattling on Power98
I read 2 romance novels yesterday. *cringe* too much. too much. Put me in a sappy mood.. and I reckon it'll stay like that for the rest of the day.
Of course, the question would be: why did I borrow them ANYWAY..
Not sure really.. couldnt find any good books at the library and those 2 books caught my eye.
The first book was called "A Class Apart".. about how a "middle class girl" settled for a "working class guy" and how their very different upbringing and values were wrecking their marriage. Then again, the story starts itself 10 years into their marriage.. where the stuff that attracted them to each other are now the reasons for their fights. Then she bumps into her rich-and-sexy exboyfriend and erm.. things get sticky. I found it interesting coz.. well coz it isnt the typical "girl meets boy then they kiss (or screw) and get married" kind of story. Kinda makes you wonder how your parents and grandparents managed to survive living together for 10 or 20 years =/
The 2nd book was called "Goddess of the Sea". I took it off the shelves on a whim really.. there were mermaids and merman involved.. so I was like "Ooo.. i'll take a look at this" Aaanyway.. the story's abt this girl called CC who works at the airforce. It was her birthday and she was.. alone coz her parents AND her best friend forgot about it. So in a bout of depression she drank 2 bottles of champagne and got high enough to do rather crazy things. She went to look for an old book her best friend bought for her. It was one of those commercial spell/ritual books. She looked up Gaea(sp?) and did this ritual to call for the goddess' attention while she wished for magic in her life. The next day, she departed on some expedition thing in a helicopter and her assigned seat was the "propeller" seat.. meaning.. if was where the propeller would slice into the heli if there was an emergency. of course, the person sitting there would die.. but such situations didnt happen much.
Aaaanyway, this cute guy exchanges seats with her coz she looked absolutely terrified when she was informed like 5 minutes before take off. Needless to say.. something DID happen, The guy gets half his head sliced off and they crashed into the ocean. Something unusual happened (not gonna say what.. too complicated) and she found herself in the body of a mermaid (who exchanged bodies with her to escape from the kingdom). To cut a long story short, Gaea the Goddess was responsible and aids CC in getting used to the water kingdom. There's the bad guy, of course. A crazed merman who wanted to marry the mermaid.. And there's our lead called Dylan (I've decided.. if I ever have a son, i'll call him dylan) who is another merman. Anyhow, to escape from the crazed merman (called Sephe.. something) Gaea casts some spell which allowed CC to be a human. only she had to return to the sea every 3 nights, else she'd die etc. she would be permanently human if she managed to find true love on the land. Soo.. we have a handsome knight in shining armor who "rescues" her when he finds her washed up ashore. But this chauvinistic prick wasnt our girl's type.. Sides she's kinda in love with dylan. so she petitioned to Gaea and said she didnt exactly want to be human.. and with Dylan saying stuff like "i'll wait for all eternity" .. which girl can resist?
To cut an extremely long story short, the crazy merman was out to kill dylan for "snatchin his girl", so to speak. With Gaea's interference, he was on the verge of failure.. so he kinda decided that if he couldnt have her, no one else would. So he throws this spear thing at her.. which our Dylan (*sighs*) intercepts and dies in the process. With the bad guy dead (I cant remember how he died. I think another God killed him.. Gaea's erm.. lover? I think).. As I was saying, with the bad guy dead, Gaea gives CC a choice.. CC could return to her realm or stay with the gods. And she could choose whether she wanted her memory of her time in the realm erased. So she figured it was too painful to stay there, but at the same time she didnt want to forget Dylan. So she got transported back to the time just after the crash.. She rescues the guy's body (remember he got half his head sliced off for offering to exchange seats) and they find that he was still alive.. She goes back to her normal life.. only she finds that she misses the water and would swim every night coz it calms her. A year after that whole "incident", she was swimming when she heard a voice call her from the edge of the pool. It was the guy whose head was half sliced off. She said Hi.. and asked if he would wait for her while she got out of the pool and dried off before she talked to him. that was when he said "I'll wait for all eternity" and at that point I was like "OMG OMG!" Apparently, Gaea placed his soul in the dude's body.. that guy's soul had vacated the body anyway, so it was a simple replacement. He took so long to heal , that was why he couldnt come to her before.
There. Happy Ending.
How come I dont have a guy who is willing to take a spear in the chest for me? (prolly coz of the lack of bambi eyes and long legs..)
I read 2 romance novels yesterday. *cringe* too much. too much. Put me in a sappy mood.. and I reckon it'll stay like that for the rest of the day.
Of course, the question would be: why did I borrow them ANYWAY..
Not sure really.. couldnt find any good books at the library and those 2 books caught my eye.
The first book was called "A Class Apart".. about how a "middle class girl" settled for a "working class guy" and how their very different upbringing and values were wrecking their marriage. Then again, the story starts itself 10 years into their marriage.. where the stuff that attracted them to each other are now the reasons for their fights. Then she bumps into her rich-and-sexy exboyfriend and erm.. things get sticky. I found it interesting coz.. well coz it isnt the typical "girl meets boy then they kiss (or screw) and get married" kind of story. Kinda makes you wonder how your parents and grandparents managed to survive living together for 10 or 20 years =/
The 2nd book was called "Goddess of the Sea". I took it off the shelves on a whim really.. there were mermaids and merman involved.. so I was like "Ooo.. i'll take a look at this" Aaanyway.. the story's abt this girl called CC who works at the airforce. It was her birthday and she was.. alone coz her parents AND her best friend forgot about it. So in a bout of depression she drank 2 bottles of champagne and got high enough to do rather crazy things. She went to look for an old book her best friend bought for her. It was one of those commercial spell/ritual books. She looked up Gaea(sp?) and did this ritual to call for the goddess' attention while she wished for magic in her life. The next day, she departed on some expedition thing in a helicopter and her assigned seat was the "propeller" seat.. meaning.. if was where the propeller would slice into the heli if there was an emergency. of course, the person sitting there would die.. but such situations didnt happen much.
Aaaanyway, this cute guy exchanges seats with her coz she looked absolutely terrified when she was informed like 5 minutes before take off. Needless to say.. something DID happen, The guy gets half his head sliced off and they crashed into the ocean. Something unusual happened (not gonna say what.. too complicated) and she found herself in the body of a mermaid (who exchanged bodies with her to escape from the kingdom). To cut a long story short, Gaea the Goddess was responsible and aids CC in getting used to the water kingdom. There's the bad guy, of course. A crazed merman who wanted to marry the mermaid.. And there's our lead called Dylan (I've decided.. if I ever have a son, i'll call him dylan) who is another merman. Anyhow, to escape from the crazed merman (called Sephe.. something) Gaea casts some spell which allowed CC to be a human. only she had to return to the sea every 3 nights, else she'd die etc. she would be permanently human if she managed to find true love on the land. Soo.. we have a handsome knight in shining armor who "rescues" her when he finds her washed up ashore. But this chauvinistic prick wasnt our girl's type.. Sides she's kinda in love with dylan. so she petitioned to Gaea and said she didnt exactly want to be human.. and with Dylan saying stuff like "i'll wait for all eternity" .. which girl can resist?
To cut an extremely long story short, the crazy merman was out to kill dylan for "snatchin his girl", so to speak. With Gaea's interference, he was on the verge of failure.. so he kinda decided that if he couldnt have her, no one else would. So he throws this spear thing at her.. which our Dylan (*sighs*) intercepts and dies in the process. With the bad guy dead (I cant remember how he died. I think another God killed him.. Gaea's erm.. lover? I think).. As I was saying, with the bad guy dead, Gaea gives CC a choice.. CC could return to her realm or stay with the gods. And she could choose whether she wanted her memory of her time in the realm erased. So she figured it was too painful to stay there, but at the same time she didnt want to forget Dylan. So she got transported back to the time just after the crash.. She rescues the guy's body (remember he got half his head sliced off for offering to exchange seats) and they find that he was still alive.. She goes back to her normal life.. only she finds that she misses the water and would swim every night coz it calms her. A year after that whole "incident", she was swimming when she heard a voice call her from the edge of the pool. It was the guy whose head was half sliced off. She said Hi.. and asked if he would wait for her while she got out of the pool and dried off before she talked to him. that was when he said "I'll wait for all eternity" and at that point I was like "OMG OMG!" Apparently, Gaea placed his soul in the dude's body.. that guy's soul had vacated the body anyway, so it was a simple replacement. He took so long to heal , that was why he couldnt come to her before.
There. Happy Ending.
How come I dont have a guy who is willing to take a spear in the chest for me? (prolly coz of the lack of bambi eyes and long legs..)
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Listening to: Nothing
They keep pigs in the animal house! I saw this HUGE ASS pink pig.. along with piglets. *squeals* so ADORABLE~! I want that one *points to piglet*
Shimin and I were talking abt children today. I was telling her how much I hated those annoying brats and she was doing the "it'll be different if it's your own" speech. I mean I can hardly tolerate my cousins.. I even scolded a man the other day coz .. Hmm. ok.. THAT story.. you see.. I was kinda out with my aunt and she was talking to me so she was facing me slightly (i.e not looking straight) when this little girl (prolly abt 4) dashed outta nowhere and collided with her. that kid's dad just stood there.. arms folded and tutted at my aunt while my aunt APOLOGIZED. I GLARED at the s.o.b and told him off. I said it in chinese.. but the approx translation is "Don't blame others when you don't know how to look after your own kid" what an obnoxious prick. If your child bumps into someone else.. as a parent, it's YOUR responsibility to apologize on the child's behalf (coz you obviously didnt teach your kid manners.. then again, if you didnt teach it, chances are YOUR parents didnt teach YOU manners).. he just stood that and made the "tsk" sound.. NO ONE treats ME or MY family that way and gets away with it. I would have said more.. except if I did, the impact of that sentence would be lost.. sides I needed a grand exit as well as to steer my aunt away, before she bloody apologizes for MY behaviour.
Anyway.. that was a week or 2 back.
Complaint No. 2 .. fucking arseholes SHOVING me to get on the damn bus. I elbowed one today. hard. and made sure I stomped down on a foot. Look, I dont get rough unless I get shoved first, ya hear? Damn pricks. All the gentlemen in Singapore have died/migrated, leaving the undesirable, the rude and the chauvinistic. *growls*
I hope they get gengrene and their balls fall off. *growls*
Moral of the story: Don't step on my toes.
They keep pigs in the animal house! I saw this HUGE ASS pink pig.. along with piglets. *squeals* so ADORABLE~! I want that one *points to piglet*
Shimin and I were talking abt children today. I was telling her how much I hated those annoying brats and she was doing the "it'll be different if it's your own" speech. I mean I can hardly tolerate my cousins.. I even scolded a man the other day coz .. Hmm. ok.. THAT story.. you see.. I was kinda out with my aunt and she was talking to me so she was facing me slightly (i.e not looking straight) when this little girl (prolly abt 4) dashed outta nowhere and collided with her. that kid's dad just stood there.. arms folded and tutted at my aunt while my aunt APOLOGIZED. I GLARED at the s.o.b and told him off. I said it in chinese.. but the approx translation is "Don't blame others when you don't know how to look after your own kid" what an obnoxious prick. If your child bumps into someone else.. as a parent, it's YOUR responsibility to apologize on the child's behalf (coz you obviously didnt teach your kid manners.. then again, if you didnt teach it, chances are YOUR parents didnt teach YOU manners).. he just stood that and made the "tsk" sound.. NO ONE treats ME or MY family that way and gets away with it. I would have said more.. except if I did, the impact of that sentence would be lost.. sides I needed a grand exit as well as to steer my aunt away, before she bloody apologizes for MY behaviour.
Anyway.. that was a week or 2 back.
Complaint No. 2 .. fucking arseholes SHOVING me to get on the damn bus. I elbowed one today. hard. and made sure I stomped down on a foot. Look, I dont get rough unless I get shoved first, ya hear? Damn pricks. All the gentlemen in Singapore have died/migrated, leaving the undesirable, the rude and the chauvinistic. *growls*
I hope they get gengrene and their balls fall off. *growls*
Moral of the story: Don't step on my toes.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Listening to: Missing you - Ger
I wish I had something interesting to type. Can't help it if nothing happens tho.
I go work.. I come back. I go to work.. I come back.
*sigh*
Things aren't that great job-wise.. I still can't figure out what the hell I wanna do with the rest of my life. I like lab well enough.. but research is too muddy a field. Yet I don't want to do routine lab stuff =/ Customer service sounds kinda fun. But I'm likely to yell or make some snide remark at the 10th complaint. or less. Admin is boring. and I don't do sales. nah-uh.
I'll happily send in an application to be a tai-tai though. Life long dream of mine :p
*sigh*
I wish I had something interesting to type. Can't help it if nothing happens tho.
I go work.. I come back. I go to work.. I come back.
*sigh*
Things aren't that great job-wise.. I still can't figure out what the hell I wanna do with the rest of my life. I like lab well enough.. but research is too muddy a field. Yet I don't want to do routine lab stuff =/ Customer service sounds kinda fun. But I'm likely to yell or make some snide remark at the 10th complaint. or less. Admin is boring. and I don't do sales. nah-uh.
I'll happily send in an application to be a tai-tai though. Life long dream of mine :p
*sigh*
Saturday, August 27, 2005
I moved my computer over to Mel's today.. with Eugene's help. It was a lil dusty so I wiped it.. and reminded myself to clear the trash in the comp.
Melvin: Have you cleaned the computer yet?
Me: *looks confused* Err.. yeeeeaaahh..
Melvin: How?
Me: Errr... with a cloth?
Melvin: !@)*(&$">!@)*(&$)&!@!
Me: ?
Melvin: *mutters under breath* With a cloth.. I mean your files Dear! have you cleaned them up?!
Me: Oh.
Melvin and I operate on different frequencies.
Melvin: Have you cleaned the computer yet?
Me: *looks confused* Err.. yeeeeaaahh..
Melvin: How?
Me: Errr... with a cloth?
Melvin: !@)*(&$">!@)*(&$)&!@!
Me: ?
Melvin: *mutters under breath* With a cloth.. I mean your files Dear! have you cleaned them up?!
Me: Oh.
Melvin and I operate on different frequencies.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Listening to: Basket Case - Green Day
My eardrums just gave way I think *wince* Forgot to adjust the volume and the headset was at max.
Good News No. 1: I've started at NUS and even though it's tiring work.. It is, for now, manageable. (And I do love grossing Melvin out with stories about various dissections and blood withdrawals etc) We'll see what happens in 2 month's time.
Good News No. 2: I'm getting my PASSPORT on Saaaaaaturday *happy dance*
Good News No. 3: In relation to Good News No. 1, Working in a lab means you snack less (in fact, you don't snack at all).. this will be good news for my diminishing waistline. - This is due to my hourly pantry raids at KKH :p
Good News No. 4:
*pause*
Naah. only 3 good news. Life's never kind enough to let you hit number 4.
Bad News No 1: I now have to get up at 6.45am
Bad News No 2: Majority of the Lab ppl are from China (you have no idea how horrible that is. I find myself talking like them by the end of the day.. and I spend the day trying to understand what they're trying to tell me.. research in Chinese. NOT good)
Bad News No 3: I now have less time to WoW
Bad News No 4: I get home at 8pm now
Bad News No 5: I now have less time to WoW
Bad News No 6: NU-ass .. 'nuff said
Bad News No 7: Have I mentioned? I now have less time to WoW
Gonna crash. Legs ache. Urgh. I do not want to see another mouse lung. or spleen. or heart. or thymus. erm. you get the picture.
My eardrums just gave way I think *wince* Forgot to adjust the volume and the headset was at max.
Good News No. 1: I've started at NUS and even though it's tiring work.. It is, for now, manageable. (And I do love grossing Melvin out with stories about various dissections and blood withdrawals etc) We'll see what happens in 2 month's time.
Good News No. 2: I'm getting my PASSPORT on Saaaaaaturday *happy dance*
Good News No. 3: In relation to Good News No. 1, Working in a lab means you snack less (in fact, you don't snack at all).. this will be good news for my diminishing waistline. - This is due to my hourly pantry raids at KKH :p
Good News No. 4:
*pause*
Naah. only 3 good news. Life's never kind enough to let you hit number 4.
Bad News No 1: I now have to get up at 6.45am
Bad News No 2: Majority of the Lab ppl are from China (you have no idea how horrible that is. I find myself talking like them by the end of the day.. and I spend the day trying to understand what they're trying to tell me.. research in Chinese. NOT good)
Bad News No 3: I now have less time to WoW
Bad News No 4: I get home at 8pm now
Bad News No 5: I now have less time to WoW
Bad News No 6: NU-ass .. 'nuff said
Bad News No 7: Have I mentioned? I now have less time to WoW
Gonna crash. Legs ache. Urgh. I do not want to see another mouse lung. or spleen. or heart. or thymus. erm. you get the picture.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Listening to: Nothing (forgot to bring my cds to the office again)
It's my last day here at the extremely slack job at KKH :p No more trolling in the WoW forums.. no more msn msger the entire day.. but hell.. if it means better pay (think twice of what I'm earning now) .. I damn well get used to doing stuff to earn my living..
I hope I dont forget to close the lid of the PCR machine ( like Meng did..)
Another sign telling me that I play too much -
Melvin: How much money do you have?
Me: Err.. not sure.. I could log in and check.. about 90 gold I think.
Melvin: -_-' irl dear. (for those who don't know, irl = in real life)
Me: Oh
We had a good laugh about that one (which is rare coz all we do lately is fight)
Then laughed again when Melvin did this stupid thing in-game (Leap off a cliff with a parachute - but the parachute timer went out and he went splat) It was really funny.. coz we were on skype.. he was going "Whheeee!!!..... oh SHIT!" Andy and I couldnt stop laughing. Esp when Andy and I "survived" the leap while Melvin had to be scraped off the floor.
Priceless.
It's my last day here at the extremely slack job at KKH :p No more trolling in the WoW forums.. no more msn msger the entire day.. but hell.. if it means better pay (think twice of what I'm earning now) .. I damn well get used to doing stuff to earn my living..
I hope I dont forget to close the lid of the PCR machine ( like Meng did..)
Another sign telling me that I play too much -
Melvin: How much money do you have?
Me: Err.. not sure.. I could log in and check.. about 90 gold I think.
Melvin: -_-' irl dear. (for those who don't know, irl = in real life)
Me: Oh
We had a good laugh about that one (which is rare coz all we do lately is fight)
Then laughed again when Melvin did this stupid thing in-game (Leap off a cliff with a parachute - but the parachute timer went out and he went splat) It was really funny.. coz we were on skype.. he was going "Whheeee!!!..... oh SHIT!" Andy and I couldnt stop laughing. Esp when Andy and I "survived" the leap while Melvin had to be scraped off the floor.
Priceless.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Listening to: Jie Shou - Liang Jing Ru
I saw an old lady selling charity tickets outside Raffles City today. *pause*
Everyone I saw walked past her.. some made sure they walked far away from where she was standing. For some reason, I walked up to her and stopped there, waiting for her to ask me to buy whatever she was selling (which she did, of course) I wasn't even interested in listening to her sales pitch. I remember thinking "Charity ticket things don't cost that much.." as I walked up to her. She didnt even get to say 3 sentences when I interrupted and asked her how much it was. "5 dollars," she said. I didn't have change, so I gave her a ten. She asked if I would like to get 2 of them.. to which I apologized, and said I had rent to pay today (speaking of which.. i forgot.. much pay tomorrow). And we started talking, I guess. She asked where I was from (assumed I was a foreigner - coz i had rent to pay) Then she shook my hand and told me her name (Lilian) and that she was from Penang. After which she started heaping praises on me which made me really uncomfortable. There was a.. genuine feel about that lady. She was.. very nice. I was just smiling politely and cringing inwardly for she had a "God bless" injected into every 2 sentences or so. But other than that, she really was alrite for an old lady selling charity tickets. Then again, assuming she isn't a cheat, anyone who willingly stands there to raise money for some charity, can't be that bad. Plus she was a retiree.. and.. well.. bah. at that moment, I had the word "softie" in neon lights and capital letters flashing above my head. I think if I hadn't been in a rush, she would have suggested we go grab coffee or something *shudders a lil*
But really, she was.. nice. and for some reason, I was surprised. Coz it's hard to meet someone and feel the damn "sincerity" oozing out from their pores, if ya get what i mean.
ah well.
Getting off the shuttle to the hospital, this old couple walked in front of me. It took me awhile, but I recognized them. I had seen them before last week. And it was the same thing.. they walked holding hands. The lady said something to her husband and he laughed. And.. it was all very sweet. There was something youthful about them, even though they were obviously in their 70s. A certain.. happiness. Contentment. about themshelves. about their life. Of course, I wouldnt know for sure. But it was .. a passing feeling of bliss, watching them. Thinking that when I hit that age, if I do, it would be wonderful to still have the other half with ya. To laugh at something he says. To walk together holding hands.
(of course, on hindsight, they were either a) visiting a patient or b)have doc appointments themshelves.. so things ain't THAT rosy.)
But they seemed.. content.
I wonder if I ever will be.
Geez, what's with all the old ppl today.
I saw an old lady selling charity tickets outside Raffles City today. *pause*
Everyone I saw walked past her.. some made sure they walked far away from where she was standing. For some reason, I walked up to her and stopped there, waiting for her to ask me to buy whatever she was selling (which she did, of course) I wasn't even interested in listening to her sales pitch. I remember thinking "Charity ticket things don't cost that much.." as I walked up to her. She didnt even get to say 3 sentences when I interrupted and asked her how much it was. "5 dollars," she said. I didn't have change, so I gave her a ten. She asked if I would like to get 2 of them.. to which I apologized, and said I had rent to pay today (speaking of which.. i forgot.. much pay tomorrow). And we started talking, I guess. She asked where I was from (assumed I was a foreigner - coz i had rent to pay) Then she shook my hand and told me her name (Lilian) and that she was from Penang. After which she started heaping praises on me which made me really uncomfortable. There was a.. genuine feel about that lady. She was.. very nice. I was just smiling politely and cringing inwardly for she had a "God bless" injected into every 2 sentences or so. But other than that, she really was alrite for an old lady selling charity tickets. Then again, assuming she isn't a cheat, anyone who willingly stands there to raise money for some charity, can't be that bad. Plus she was a retiree.. and.. well.. bah. at that moment, I had the word "softie" in neon lights and capital letters flashing above my head. I think if I hadn't been in a rush, she would have suggested we go grab coffee or something *shudders a lil*
But really, she was.. nice. and for some reason, I was surprised. Coz it's hard to meet someone and feel the damn "sincerity" oozing out from their pores, if ya get what i mean.
ah well.
Getting off the shuttle to the hospital, this old couple walked in front of me. It took me awhile, but I recognized them. I had seen them before last week. And it was the same thing.. they walked holding hands. The lady said something to her husband and he laughed. And.. it was all very sweet. There was something youthful about them, even though they were obviously in their 70s. A certain.. happiness. Contentment. about themshelves. about their life. Of course, I wouldnt know for sure. But it was .. a passing feeling of bliss, watching them. Thinking that when I hit that age, if I do, it would be wonderful to still have the other half with ya. To laugh at something he says. To walk together holding hands.
(of course, on hindsight, they were either a) visiting a patient or b)have doc appointments themshelves.. so things ain't THAT rosy.)
But they seemed.. content.
I wonder if I ever will be.
Geez, what's with all the old ppl today.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Listening to: Xiu Xiu Xiu - Ocean
Last night = BEST birthday bash I've ever had
I had arranged to meet Jen at orchard last night for dinner at Jack's place. We were supposed to meet at Taka Library coz I needed to borrow/return books. We arrived at the same time :p which was a very good start.
Now, I had to explain that I was in one of my depressive pits before I went to meet Jen. Was, in fact, half tempted to cancel coz I was so.. tired. I cheered up when I saw her though (mainly coz she was on time. haha) Nah. it was the way we "met" I was entering the lift when I heard her call my name :p so coincidental.
And guess what! "OMG CK!" (he walked in behind Jen) surprise surprise. I think Jen asked if he had dinner and he said no. So we dragged him along.
Then Tim came to the library to look for us coz I had asked Jen to check if he was free. So he "teleported" down. LOL. nah. he took a cab to meet us.
So I was.. relatively happy. And we all left the library to head to Jack's Place.
Only to bump into Shimin at the lift. I kinda entered the lift and didnt pay attn to who was in there. but Jen squealed.. so it was then i realized min was there :p
Soo.. we trooped down to Jack's Place and I was telling Jen it was wonderful coz our "2-person outing" became a party of 5. Then Min said something about her meeting Meng (that's why she was there, she said)
Soo.. my expected table for 2, became a table for 6 :p
Dinner was fun. I had the bloody (literally) steak I was craving for. It was good steak.. unlike that rubber-imitating-steak at Cafe Cartel. Min and Meng were having totally different conversations from the rest of the table at some point.. while the rest of us were talking abt a certain prof with a really weird name ( I will not say it here. but it was the butt of jokes the rest of the night), Min and Meng were talking about Meng's German supervisor :p and certain stuff about seeing half naked guys from her lab (it overlooks a rehab centre apparently)
Midway through dinner, Meng told me it was all planned. That life, honestly, isn't as coincidental as I thought it was. :p Jen had arranged for them to be at certain spots of orchard! *hugs jen* though it didnt happen exactly as she had planned it ( I was supposed to bump into Min at taka, THEN into CK and Tim at Paragon) Tim was like "Ohh, that was my station?" I laughed. but all was well coz it truely was coincidental the way we bumped into each other, ya get what I mean.
And they all wrote nice lil short birthday notes to me *dances* except Tim's was more like a composition/essay *laugh*
And Jen and Min got me a lil ting that said "I'm not fat, I'm fluffy" *laugh* ok, that's so me.
They got me a slice of Tiramisu (another surprise) and I thank the 2 of them for not getting the restaurant to play the cheesey birthday song (honestly, ppl with violent tendencies cannot listen to that song! *shudder*)
Made a wish, blew out the candle.. including the candle on the table :p
Then we trotted down to Acid Bar.. decided it was too drab after a drink.. and hopped over to Dubs.
They doused me with a burning waterfall. Then I had 3 shots of oatmeal raisin cookie *yum* and surprisingly I didnt even feel high. So we had a few more drinks here and there (Tim was egging me on.. he was! "if you drink this, i'll drink it with you" he said) We left at.. 12.30am?
I totally overdid it =( a cocktail, a burning waterfall and 7 shooters. no joke. Thank goodness I didnt accept Tim's offer of a flaming lumbo. *groan* I was telling Tim, never again. I left the pub and threw up in the cab. Tim stayed with me all the way and I've never been more grateful for his presence. Eternal gratitude for taking care of me last night :p
A million thanks to Jenny for arranging it all *hugs*
A thousand thanks to Tim for being my cab partner once again and making sure I was safe home (even though I now live on the other side of the country)
A million apologies to Tim for last night =/ No more Tequila. If I ever say I want some EVER again, knock me unconcious to stop me or something.
And many MANY thanks to CK, Meng and Min for coming. and apologies to CK (he was our credit card person) for burning your credit this month man. I hope your dad doesnt yell at you.
Let's do this again soon. with less alcohol :p
Thanks guys!
Pics/Vids at Jen's blog! go see go see!
Last night = BEST birthday bash I've ever had
I had arranged to meet Jen at orchard last night for dinner at Jack's place. We were supposed to meet at Taka Library coz I needed to borrow/return books. We arrived at the same time :p which was a very good start.
Now, I had to explain that I was in one of my depressive pits before I went to meet Jen. Was, in fact, half tempted to cancel coz I was so.. tired. I cheered up when I saw her though (mainly coz she was on time. haha) Nah. it was the way we "met" I was entering the lift when I heard her call my name :p so coincidental.
And guess what! "OMG CK!" (he walked in behind Jen) surprise surprise. I think Jen asked if he had dinner and he said no. So we dragged him along.
Then Tim came to the library to look for us coz I had asked Jen to check if he was free. So he "teleported" down. LOL. nah. he took a cab to meet us.
So I was.. relatively happy. And we all left the library to head to Jack's Place.
Only to bump into Shimin at the lift. I kinda entered the lift and didnt pay attn to who was in there. but Jen squealed.. so it was then i realized min was there :p
Soo.. we trooped down to Jack's Place and I was telling Jen it was wonderful coz our "2-person outing" became a party of 5. Then Min said something about her meeting Meng (that's why she was there, she said)
Soo.. my expected table for 2, became a table for 6 :p
Dinner was fun. I had the bloody (literally) steak I was craving for. It was good steak.. unlike that rubber-imitating-steak at Cafe Cartel. Min and Meng were having totally different conversations from the rest of the table at some point.. while the rest of us were talking abt a certain prof with a really weird name ( I will not say it here. but it was the butt of jokes the rest of the night), Min and Meng were talking about Meng's German supervisor :p and certain stuff about seeing half naked guys from her lab (it overlooks a rehab centre apparently)
Midway through dinner, Meng told me it was all planned. That life, honestly, isn't as coincidental as I thought it was. :p Jen had arranged for them to be at certain spots of orchard! *hugs jen* though it didnt happen exactly as she had planned it ( I was supposed to bump into Min at taka, THEN into CK and Tim at Paragon) Tim was like "Ohh, that was my station?" I laughed. but all was well coz it truely was coincidental the way we bumped into each other, ya get what I mean.
And they all wrote nice lil short birthday notes to me *dances* except Tim's was more like a composition/essay *laugh*
And Jen and Min got me a lil ting that said "I'm not fat, I'm fluffy" *laugh* ok, that's so me.
They got me a slice of Tiramisu (another surprise) and I thank the 2 of them for not getting the restaurant to play the cheesey birthday song (honestly, ppl with violent tendencies cannot listen to that song! *shudder*)
Made a wish, blew out the candle.. including the candle on the table :p
Then we trotted down to Acid Bar.. decided it was too drab after a drink.. and hopped over to Dubs.
They doused me with a burning waterfall. Then I had 3 shots of oatmeal raisin cookie *yum* and surprisingly I didnt even feel high. So we had a few more drinks here and there (Tim was egging me on.. he was! "if you drink this, i'll drink it with you" he said) We left at.. 12.30am?
I totally overdid it =( a cocktail, a burning waterfall and 7 shooters. no joke. Thank goodness I didnt accept Tim's offer of a flaming lumbo. *groan* I was telling Tim, never again. I left the pub and threw up in the cab. Tim stayed with me all the way and I've never been more grateful for his presence. Eternal gratitude for taking care of me last night :p
A million thanks to Jenny for arranging it all *hugs*
A thousand thanks to Tim for being my cab partner once again and making sure I was safe home (even though I now live on the other side of the country)
A million apologies to Tim for last night =/ No more Tequila. If I ever say I want some EVER again, knock me unconcious to stop me or something.
And many MANY thanks to CK, Meng and Min for coming. and apologies to CK (he was our credit card person) for burning your credit this month man. I hope your dad doesnt yell at you.
Let's do this again soon. with less alcohol :p
Thanks guys!
Pics/Vids at Jen's blog! go see go see!
Thursday, August 04, 2005
You scored as Libra. You get along best with the sign of Libra. Altough Librans may appears as fickle, or indecisive, they are wonderful friends to have. Librans constantly strive for balance; they do their best to make sure life runs smoothly and fairly for everyone. They are considerate, tactful, loving people. Who could posibly resist a Libran's charm =D ?? They are lovers of art and beauty. The only problem with Librans is that they can be very clingy and dependent upon others at times.
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Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Listening to: Breathe - Blu Cantrell Feat. Sean Paul
I've noticed that I don't talk about Melvin all that much anymore. be it on the blog, or in my daily life. *ponders* Sometimes I wonder why it turned out to be this way. When you read blogs, there would be regular mentions of the "other half", so to speak.
It's not like you don't see his name at all. He just doesnt get mentioned.. much. His name pops up sporadically at the weirdest, most insignificant bits.
We had a conversation just now where he had me in tears in less than 5 minutes (which he apologized for) and promptly made up for it in less than 10 by making me laugh so hard, my sides ached.
And perhaps he is right. We complement each other rather well, but we simply, somehow, can't seem to communicate with each other. He, being afraid of how I'd react to certain things, chooses to keep certain stuff from me. Not lying per se.. more like conscious omittance of certain information. Or choosing to say stuff a certain way so i don't "take things the wrong way". And when I DO find out the bare truth, all hell breaks loose. Then I react by purposely omitting certain information myself. tit-for-tat. childish, yes. he says it's lame reasoning, but hey. That's the way I operate, mister. Anyhow, things then snowball to a point whereby we subconsciously dance around the main problem and never really TELL each other stuff.
Then Melvin will play the role of a brave fool and try to tackle the problem.
So far so good. I haven't clobbered him yet. And he hasn't lost his voice by spending an hour trying to get ONE point through. He IS long-winded =( what he spends an hour going on and on about, I can summarize in one sentence.
Our conversations are mostly like this:
Melvin: "blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah.."
Me: *eyes glaze over* "hold up. what you mean is blah and blah"
Melvin: *pause* yeah.
Me :*sigh*
*laugh* that naggiest guy alive, i'd bet.
God. how come I can be so annoyed with him at times, and feel/act like a complete sap at others?..
How can 2 ppl, so OBVIOUSLY not suited for each other (be it values, family background or personalities), be in bloody love?
life's a big fucking freakshow.
I've noticed that I don't talk about Melvin all that much anymore. be it on the blog, or in my daily life. *ponders* Sometimes I wonder why it turned out to be this way. When you read blogs, there would be regular mentions of the "other half", so to speak.
It's not like you don't see his name at all. He just doesnt get mentioned.. much. His name pops up sporadically at the weirdest, most insignificant bits.
We had a conversation just now where he had me in tears in less than 5 minutes (which he apologized for) and promptly made up for it in less than 10 by making me laugh so hard, my sides ached.
And perhaps he is right. We complement each other rather well, but we simply, somehow, can't seem to communicate with each other. He, being afraid of how I'd react to certain things, chooses to keep certain stuff from me. Not lying per se.. more like conscious omittance of certain information. Or choosing to say stuff a certain way so i don't "take things the wrong way". And when I DO find out the bare truth, all hell breaks loose. Then I react by purposely omitting certain information myself. tit-for-tat. childish, yes. he says it's lame reasoning, but hey. That's the way I operate, mister. Anyhow, things then snowball to a point whereby we subconsciously dance around the main problem and never really TELL each other stuff.
Then Melvin will play the role of a brave fool and try to tackle the problem.
So far so good. I haven't clobbered him yet. And he hasn't lost his voice by spending an hour trying to get ONE point through. He IS long-winded =( what he spends an hour going on and on about, I can summarize in one sentence.
Our conversations are mostly like this:
Melvin: "blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah Blah blah.."
Me: *eyes glaze over* "hold up. what you mean is blah and blah"
Melvin: *pause* yeah.
Me :*sigh*
*laugh* that naggiest guy alive, i'd bet.
God. how come I can be so annoyed with him at times, and feel/act like a complete sap at others?..
How can 2 ppl, so OBVIOUSLY not suited for each other (be it values, family background or personalities), be in bloody love?
life's a big fucking freakshow.
Monday, August 01, 2005
Listening to: Josh Groban - My Confession
Note to self: Need new songs.
Note to Jen: Send pls
Note to KF: where's that Twins song you said you'd help me get?
Note to Lianne: I want an SMU scholarship toooo.. (yeah RIGHT. if I ever get something like that, you can be certain the world's screwed over thrice)
Note to Marc: Be a Man *laughs* do the right fing! i.e. talk to her!
Note to Fongky: Thanks man( girl, whatever). for the talk.
Note to Jeremy: :p you remembered!
The good news is --> I've landed (begged/cajoled/charmed/batted eyelashes) myself into something remotely related to lab. One of the NUS profs is willing to take me in for a lil bit of training, at minimal pay. Part Time. ( all the better :p free time)
The Bad news --> only until October cause the "extra" grant money lasts only till then.
Even worse news --> I don't even know what i'm jumping into EXACTLY. For all you know, I'd be begging to head back to admin work after a week.
I like science. i DO. it's just.. research itself.. ya know. doesn't exactly.. suit my tastes. Come on guys, I'm like the laziest person on earth. Work just aint my cuppa tea. and the only reason why i don't want to do admin is coz it's soo.. "O"level, if ya get what I mean. I didnt spend 3 years in Uni to take a O level job .. ya know. But overall, admin isn't THAT bad. it's brainless and suited for lazy ppl like me.
Somehow, research just sounds better (which is a very lame reason for wanting that job). and yes, I dont have passion for it. Nor do I -really- want a PhD. Most PhD holders have screwy brains which I will nvr understand. they are of the intellectuals, I am not. so I will nvr fit in.
The prof did say there isnt much pt in doing lab work unless you want to get a PhD and draw lotsa money a month. okay, so she didnt say anything abt the money.. I was thinking it tho :p
I'm not the kind who would hand my life over to work. therefore, research isnt the way to go.
But hey, it's an opportunity! so i'm gonna give it a shot. and prolly end up taking some part-time marketing/business course as well (i'm gonna have to look at course fees.. class times.. "sponsorship" *giggles*)
Even more upheaval in my life. great.
Note to self: Need new songs.
Note to Jen: Send pls
Note to KF: where's that Twins song you said you'd help me get?
Note to Lianne: I want an SMU scholarship toooo.. (yeah RIGHT. if I ever get something like that, you can be certain the world's screwed over thrice)
Note to Marc: Be a Man *laughs* do the right fing! i.e. talk to her!
Note to Fongky: Thanks man( girl, whatever). for the talk.
Note to Jeremy: :p you remembered!
The good news is --> I've landed (begged/cajoled/charmed/batted eyelashes) myself into something remotely related to lab. One of the NUS profs is willing to take me in for a lil bit of training, at minimal pay. Part Time. ( all the better :p free time)
The Bad news --> only until October cause the "extra" grant money lasts only till then.
Even worse news --> I don't even know what i'm jumping into EXACTLY. For all you know, I'd be begging to head back to admin work after a week.
I like science. i DO. it's just.. research itself.. ya know. doesn't exactly.. suit my tastes. Come on guys, I'm like the laziest person on earth. Work just aint my cuppa tea. and the only reason why i don't want to do admin is coz it's soo.. "O"level, if ya get what I mean. I didnt spend 3 years in Uni to take a O level job .. ya know. But overall, admin isn't THAT bad. it's brainless and suited for lazy ppl like me.
Somehow, research just sounds better (which is a very lame reason for wanting that job). and yes, I dont have passion for it. Nor do I -really- want a PhD. Most PhD holders have screwy brains which I will nvr understand. they are of the intellectuals, I am not. so I will nvr fit in.
The prof did say there isnt much pt in doing lab work unless you want to get a PhD and draw lotsa money a month. okay, so she didnt say anything abt the money.. I was thinking it tho :p
I'm not the kind who would hand my life over to work. therefore, research isnt the way to go.
But hey, it's an opportunity! so i'm gonna give it a shot. and prolly end up taking some part-time marketing/business course as well (i'm gonna have to look at course fees.. class times.. "sponsorship" *giggles*)
Even more upheaval in my life. great.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Listening to: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star - Kai
It's amazing how songs flood you with memories. Both pleasant and painful. This particular song reminds me of.. innocence. It's not the children's version of twinkle twinkle ( I'll assume not everyone has heard it - even though Lianne prolly grinning/cringing at the mo'. She's heard that one more than her fair share)
Yeah *sigh*
Dates back to the time when I stayed with Grandma in Ghim Moh and didn't quite have a computer. Melvin would play that song for me on his comp while I held onto the phone.. and slowly drifted off to sleep (except the times when he tried to sing along - too busy giggling to sleep). But then, that was more than 3 years ago. How things change.
We had another one of our "heavy conversations" just now. And until this point in time, I wasn't sure if I wanted to post the details at all. Granted I was the one to bring it up, but.. *wrinkles nose* nevermind. It is not of importance. Not on the blog at any rate.
We grow up. To be very different from what we envision ourshelves to be. Often, we grow to be exactly what we swore we wouldnt turn out to be like. Ironies of life. Can't escape it.
Anyhow, my nose is still bugging me. It's not runny.. rather.. it chooses to get really mucky and stuffed at approximately 11.15pm every night. Sooo, I spend 15 minutes blowing my nose.. sleep for 45.. and wake up to blow my nose again. Been 2 or 3 nights now. I'm ready to throw myself in front of a bus to end my torture.
I'm really enjoying myself at Mel's place at any rate. Peace and Quiet. Something I haven't had in years.
I think I may move out as soon as I get a perm job. I don't see myself staying longer than neccesary.
I know this post may not seem very coherent. It's really a few topics just jumbled up together. Shimin, if you ever read this, let me know if you will be in school Wednesday afternoon. I'll be dropping by at about 2.30pm. Maybe we can grab something to munch or something. not science canteen. *shudder* we -could- go to that coffee place at Med Fac though. we'll see how it goes.
Jen, see you on Friday.
It's amazing how songs flood you with memories. Both pleasant and painful. This particular song reminds me of.. innocence. It's not the children's version of twinkle twinkle ( I'll assume not everyone has heard it - even though Lianne prolly grinning/cringing at the mo'. She's heard that one more than her fair share)
Yeah *sigh*
Dates back to the time when I stayed with Grandma in Ghim Moh and didn't quite have a computer. Melvin would play that song for me on his comp while I held onto the phone.. and slowly drifted off to sleep (except the times when he tried to sing along - too busy giggling to sleep). But then, that was more than 3 years ago. How things change.
We had another one of our "heavy conversations" just now. And until this point in time, I wasn't sure if I wanted to post the details at all. Granted I was the one to bring it up, but.. *wrinkles nose* nevermind. It is not of importance. Not on the blog at any rate.
We grow up. To be very different from what we envision ourshelves to be. Often, we grow to be exactly what we swore we wouldnt turn out to be like. Ironies of life. Can't escape it.
Anyhow, my nose is still bugging me. It's not runny.. rather.. it chooses to get really mucky and stuffed at approximately 11.15pm every night. Sooo, I spend 15 minutes blowing my nose.. sleep for 45.. and wake up to blow my nose again. Been 2 or 3 nights now. I'm ready to throw myself in front of a bus to end my torture.
I'm really enjoying myself at Mel's place at any rate. Peace and Quiet. Something I haven't had in years.
I think I may move out as soon as I get a perm job. I don't see myself staying longer than neccesary.
I know this post may not seem very coherent. It's really a few topics just jumbled up together. Shimin, if you ever read this, let me know if you will be in school Wednesday afternoon. I'll be dropping by at about 2.30pm. Maybe we can grab something to munch or something. not science canteen. *shudder* we -could- go to that coffee place at Med Fac though. we'll see how it goes.
Jen, see you on Friday.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Listening to: Nothing
Marc msged yesterday and said something about me not posting much anymore.
Thing is, nothing interesting has been happening, even though I sometimes wonder if I should post about my daily thoughts. The silly thing is, I think alot, on the bus. on the way to work normally. About life in general and what the hell am I gonna do about my life. And sometimes, I feel like I have to blog about it. Yet by the time i DO get home.. it's all evaporated and I can no longer remember my morning musings :p
( I was telling marc maybe I should post EVERYDAY. it would go something like this -- 1. Went to work. 2. Came back, played WoW)
As it is, I'm all sick today. it's a full-blown flu. Fever, runny nose, aches and all. AND i can feel a sorethroat coming up. I left work at 4pm coz I couldnt hold up. Am wondering if I should head to work tomorrow. I mean.. i'm paid by the hour.. Sooo... I guess I better go huh. My cash is tight enough as it is.
URGH. I've degenerated into one of those boring bloggers who have nothing even mildly interesting to post about. Then again, I've degenerated into real life.
Spent 50 bucks on a webcam which turned out better than my Creative one ( which DIED on me 3 days ago). Then last night, the fan kinda.. protested really loudly when I switched it on, so Aunt Diana carted this cooler/humidifer thing into my room and the air coming from it smelt.. moldy. I let it pass, and I'm tempted to blame the cooler for my flu. God knows how many microbes I've inhaled from that thing. but she washed the filter for me this afternoon so the air should be smelling clean ( I HOPE so at any rate. Can't really smell anything at this point). Many thanks to Aunt Diana for cleaning the filter, of course.
i'm soo.. woozy. damn flu tab. gonna.. g..on..na...Zzzzzzz....
Marc msged yesterday and said something about me not posting much anymore.
Thing is, nothing interesting has been happening, even though I sometimes wonder if I should post about my daily thoughts. The silly thing is, I think alot, on the bus. on the way to work normally. About life in general and what the hell am I gonna do about my life. And sometimes, I feel like I have to blog about it. Yet by the time i DO get home.. it's all evaporated and I can no longer remember my morning musings :p
( I was telling marc maybe I should post EVERYDAY. it would go something like this -- 1. Went to work. 2. Came back, played WoW)
As it is, I'm all sick today. it's a full-blown flu. Fever, runny nose, aches and all. AND i can feel a sorethroat coming up. I left work at 4pm coz I couldnt hold up. Am wondering if I should head to work tomorrow. I mean.. i'm paid by the hour.. Sooo... I guess I better go huh. My cash is tight enough as it is.
URGH. I've degenerated into one of those boring bloggers who have nothing even mildly interesting to post about. Then again, I've degenerated into real life.
Spent 50 bucks on a webcam which turned out better than my Creative one ( which DIED on me 3 days ago). Then last night, the fan kinda.. protested really loudly when I switched it on, so Aunt Diana carted this cooler/humidifer thing into my room and the air coming from it smelt.. moldy. I let it pass, and I'm tempted to blame the cooler for my flu. God knows how many microbes I've inhaled from that thing. but she washed the filter for me this afternoon so the air should be smelling clean ( I HOPE so at any rate. Can't really smell anything at this point). Many thanks to Aunt Diana for cleaning the filter, of course.
i'm soo.. woozy. damn flu tab. gonna.. g..on..na...Zzzzzzz....