do.what.a.graduate.should.do

小黑 says:pls intro urself
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahahaha
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:well done ern
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hihi
小黑 says:i need to work..
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hello stephen, i'm janice
小黑 says:meeting at 1
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:okok
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:janice?
小黑 says:no need paiseh hor
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:you are coming to pratt?
小黑 says:i shall leave u girls to chat
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i'm coming to pratt yes
小黑 says:take care
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:oi when?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:stephen is a girl?
小黑 says:take care GIRLS...
小黑 says:hhahaha:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hey i am not lesbian
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:yey... my jiemeis!!!
小黑 says:BYE
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:he is
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:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i add u to my msn list ok?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:ok
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i need to clear my msn list
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:too many contacts
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:wah
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:pop u lar
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:150
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not really
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:seldom chat now
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:too busy
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:really!
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:gosh
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but luckily final presentation is over
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i pushed very hard at my projecet
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but it turned out well
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:you're masters 2nd yr now?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so one more year to go
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hmm...
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i am the complicated case
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:did u get advanced standing from pratt?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:should be 1.5 more yearas
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup i got advanced
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:1.5? why so long?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:becoz i came in by surprise in spring instead of fall
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:becoz there is some admin cock up in the school
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so i am enrolled in as a special casse to start this spring
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so i just finished one sems
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so by right i still have 3 mroe sems to go
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:wth? why so screwed up?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hehehe
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:oh gosh... dun tell me it's like another nus
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:there is some difference between the working of the entire school admin and the admin of the architect department
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:aki department is fine
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but the admission department
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:ahh ok... tt's gd news at least
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:did not realise that i should be in masters instead of post辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but anyway it was to my good also
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hehehe
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i actually applied as unergr
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:undergr
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahah so u attended one sem of post grad?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:accepted as under grad
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but came in to be pushed to post grad
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so was a special case
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup one sems
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:wah haha really damn complicated
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup but it is ok
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hope mine is more normal
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hehehe
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:suire
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so beco of the cock up
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i actually did not submitt many of the required docs for the postg辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but got in stra away
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:did pretty well here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hehe
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:wahhh
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:then why switch to masters?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:just continue with postg mah
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:becoz they realised thru my portfolio that i am too experience for underg
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:there is a mistake with the advicement from the admission department
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:anyway i want to go out soon
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i will chat with you again soon
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:ok yes!
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:there's so many things i wanna ask you!:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hehe
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so when will you be coming?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:this fall
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:DUH!!!
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:should be mid-august
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:FALL SO LONG MY GIRL
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:eh.. dun duhh me la
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:ok...
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i'm very blur one... can ask ern,,, he always scold me bimbo:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is be fine for you
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:well i can share withyou some things
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:let's talk again soon
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i need to go and find beds for new place
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but tell you first
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha...
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:find a good one
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:NYC IS VERY EXPENSIVE
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:VERY VERY
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:sigh
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i cannot imagine how ex it is
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i know it's ex
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i think i will die there
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:a simple meal here can be 2 very good meals in SG
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so you do your calculation lah
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:serious
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:my breakfast here is 3 breakfast in SG
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so the sch's estimate of the living expenses is a GROSS underestimate?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is about there
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:becoz i dun spend on entertainment much
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i dun really drink and party
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:oops
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:spent all the time in studio
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:u are guai zai
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but material is ex here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not really
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i party when i know i can party
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:and go all out
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:otherwise i want to concentrate and excel in my studies here辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:material is ex here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:and you cannot find UHU glue here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:cannot find at all
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:cannot?!!?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:gosh
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it seems to be BAN here
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:then what do they use?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but it is ok
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:banned? siao la
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i brought 10 tube over
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahahahaha
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:smart boy
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i will do the same
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is issue with glue sniffing i suppose
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it actually got my family and boyfren to send to me
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:yes yes we get high making models
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but they use super glue here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:quite stupid
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:ur bf's in s'pore still?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:after a while you will find that americans are dumb stupid辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup he is in SG
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahah serious... dumb stupid eh
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so good for us smart s'poreans
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:he will come visit in 2 weeks
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:(erm.. but i'm bimbo one leh)
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so nice!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:one more thing, i will go home and kiss our MRT station
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hhahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i will even lick our station
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:here is fucking disgusting
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:can see years of trashes, rats all oevr the stations
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:har... yucks
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:just to warn you first
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:all over?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:pratt environ is gerneally more blacks than whites
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:quite bad
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so i will say to you dun get the dorm
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is bad
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:u stayed in the dorm when u first came over?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i am here for a sems and i cannot wait to leave this palce辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup i am in my dorm room now
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:how old are you?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:which one?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:24
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:willloughby
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is disguating
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:oh tt's the largest dorm right
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not so mich the place but the ppl
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:how come u didn't get the grand ave one?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:oh i know why
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is the american spolit uncultured kids = trash of society
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:cos u applied as underg
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:and at my time grand is all booked up arleady
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:my classmates are there also
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:noisy bunch also
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:you can try
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i am not sure
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha oh dear
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:not getting a very gd impression of pratt right now
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:mebbe i shld recosider
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not about pratt
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is just the americans
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:when you are here you will see
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:actually you re better off in NYC already
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i beed to pittsburg to see falling waters,
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:the kids i saw on the trip are worse
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:well my roommates are smoking weed and screaming outside now
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:usually i reduce my interaction with them
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:wah liew
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:once they even throw solid food in the toilet bowl and choked it up
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so you get what i mean
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha so stupid
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:after a while you will see now disciplined and cultured we are
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:mebbe they thought food is like shit
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:so in a way you will find yourself overly matured here
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:can flush down the toiletbowl
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:they are just plain dumbh
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but also the working efficiency is very low ehre
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:very slow an
d careless辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:okok
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:working efficiency with regards to?
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:ahhh u'd better get going
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:admin work
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:the blacks esp
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:oh they are very good beggars everywhere
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:generally blacks
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahaha you're rascist ah
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i think blacks are generally scary though
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so much tougher
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:you will be the same when you are here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:looking at them
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:so is the learning env in pratt gd?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:the archiecture is good
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:heard from ern tt u're generally enjoying urself right?辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:much much much much much mu8ch much better than NUS
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:hahah really!
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:but pratt not very well known
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:for architecture at least
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:you will work with, learn from names which you will never be able to hear of in NUS
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:nope
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is good
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:most of the professors are also teaching in Columbia
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:the only difference between Pratt and columbia is that the latter is a factory of architects
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:pratt is mroe homely
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but anyway, how you will excel here depends more on yourself
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i see.. u've answered a lot of the questions i've had on my mind
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:self-discipline? do pple work as hard as in nus?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:my studio professor is one of the finalist for World trade centre memorial
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:she taught in Columbia also
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:well depends on the studio grp you are in
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:my studio grp is crszy
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:haha
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but the other 2 studio is not as bad
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i worked very hard with some other classmates
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:we got very good project
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:2 of my other fren's project will also be archived and published
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:3 of us top the project in the grp
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hehehe i can show you my project next time if you like
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but one thing i have learnt in this sems
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:you are doing graduate schoo;l not
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:sure thing! i'm most interested to see your work
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:now
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:do what a graduate should do
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:dun do works which you have done in undergradute
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:which is what makes my project the top in studio
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:it's a whole different level of consideration eh
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:my professor like my project alot becoz i challenged the whole notion of a NYPD precinct, in terms of the stand in the city, the spatialk conditions, movements, development, branding and so on
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i was lucky to work on a powerful design basis
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:by the it is a computational studio
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:we did not do much reserach
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but basically using maya, to annotate diagrams and so on to produce design notions
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:very exciting studio
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:very forwarding
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:and things you will never get to do in stupid NUS
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:tt's like the latest technology right?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:the way to design is so diferent here
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:kind of
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:based on figures in order to derive forms and design?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:nope
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not really that
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hmm...
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:long story
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:we first studied a police movie
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:from there
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:pick a portion to annotate a maya model, do animation of the mdel
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:learn and derive ideas, event from the model,
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:and development a spatial model
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is conceptual 3d physical model
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:then derive more ideas
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:then program the spaces and get ideas
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hmm...
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:when i am bcak to SG i will show you lah
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:too long to speak about
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:haahaha
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:yeah
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i also cannot understand
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:but thanks for trying to explain anyway
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:when will u be back in s'pore?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:in july
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:for the hols ah?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i am going to Rome for summer classes
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:ooo!!!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:heheh can you imagine that?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:hehehe
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i was looking at taking some of those summer classes too!
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:there's like an art appreciation one and stuff right
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:cool! damn cool!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:one fo my theroy class is formless architecture
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:when in rome, do as the romans do!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:looking at modern art in a different perspectibe
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:quite interesting
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:i suppose pratt, being an art school and all, does combine both art and architecture to a certain extent?
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:yup
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:it is good
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:like try to relate interdisciplinary elements
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:tt's what i'm interested in
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:why pratt is not as well known as compared to columbia is becoz we are a small community
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:not as well publicised as columbia
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:but we are strong in theory
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:anyway
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i really got to go now
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:haha yeah
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:go!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:i will talk to you again
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:bye
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:thanks for taking the time
:: americans are appalling voters :: says:bye!
辉: 春 - 水仙，Water Goddess... says:b ye

there.is.no.justice.in.this.world

constantine's out and fatty scott and ugly anthony are in the top 5?!?

there.is.no.turning.back.now

Things to do (off the top of my head):

:: Make a copy of papa's bank statement

:: Call up Mount E/make a trip down to nearby clinic regarding health check+immunisations

:: Get required health forms and immunisations done

:: Track TNT package on its way to the States. Ensure that the correct forms fall into the correct hands.

:: Email/call Department of Architecture to inform that deposit is on its way, and to reserve a place.

:: Check up on any prior overseas insurance, to see if request for waiver of insurance needs to be filed.

:: Email/Call Department of Architecture to enquire about Advanced Standing placement.

:: Send biographical data+bank statement+affivadit of support+request for 1-20 form+health forms+copy of passport to OIA once the relevant forms have been completed.

:: Pay USD100 SEVIS fee for 1-20 issuance.

:: Familiarise with map of NY, especially important locations and transportational routes.

:: Book air ticket to arrive in time for International Students check-in date.

:: Contact UOB and activate debit card bank account.

:: Who is the senior in Pratt ern mentioned previously? Get to know him.

:: Find alternative computer option.


Other miscellaneous things to do:

:: QUIT LOUSY JOB!

:: Immunisations for Cambodia+Vietnam+BKK.

:: Visa for Cambodia+Vietnam.

:: Pay ming back for airtics.

:: Meet ramson for advice on cambodia.

:: LET MY PARENTS KNOW I'M GOING ON A TRIP (sigh)

:: Law firm's brochure sample. Stop prcrastinating!

:: Web changes?

:: Thai dinner with wendy+cc @ golden mile?!?

:: Meet yoowie's much-talked about andy (tentative date 6th June 2005)

:: Dinner with kerms+carl+stehsi... gelato!

:: Shop for winter clothes. Zara, Mng, UCB, Topshop.

:: Overnight cycling with sh+others... when?

:: Save a cropped copy of perforated side of wedding card for sista.

:: Meet up with jon to chill.

:: Shopping with gie+bren... shoes! bags! makeup!

:: Make a trip down to tailor's for wedding dresses

:: Contact roo in NY immediately!

:: eat my dantarts!

:: Find time for cookout session with sec sch kakis.


gosh. too many things to do already... 24 hours are not enough.

super.san.he.yi.ka.fei

superwoman

wedding.programme

outer side of programme sheet

instructions:
Fold into equal halves, with the photo on the right forming the cover of the programme sheet.

inside of wedding programme

Jo+Zubi's.wedding.card.inside

Jo+Zubi's.wedding.card.outside

instructions:
Fold into equal thirds with photo on right hand side forming the card cover. Perforated leftmost third to be detached and returned on wedding day with sincere greetings for memories' sake. Together with instant photos taken on the day itself, will form an important part of the untraditional guestbook signing in.

busy.busy.busy

Haven't had such a packed weekend in ages.
Decided to post it for posterity's sake.
(and also because blogs are a good calender of past activities when you need to recall exact dates.)

:: Friday, 9pm
Harry's@Boat Quay with company people
:: PK+Greg+Naldy+Ed+Bakr+Jamies+CC+Boh+Me+Sh+Shuer+Lisa+Nat
Strains of "Neng.Som.Saam.Sib.Hah.Hock.Jet.Bed.Gao.Seet... Hongnam Youtinai?"
Countless pints of Kilkenny and Heineken
cc's 2 pints and 1 red face, unstoppable Nat's 4 or 5 pints and 1 groaning Lisa with a very tall drunk problem!
Pool playing vs angmohs by Greg and Jamies
Jamies the Catharina boy venturing into unknown territory (ie Cat's shoulders!)
Gazillion oily peanuts flying in the air and finding their way onto people's faces and lounge seats
Bakr, Naldy and PK set back by 300+ bucks!

:: Friday, 12pm
Adjourned to Brewerkz@Clarke Quay for continuation of mass company drinking session
2 bottles of medicine-like tasting strawberry beer, 1 strong Indian brew that eventually got mixed with the yukky strawberry
1 big portion of calamari without tartar, 1 big portion of salsa chips with guacamole
cc's dbs mastercard flying over to ed's side of the table, cc's wallet passed over many laps under the table (and stuffed under sh's butt as well hahaha)
cc's 1 cup of never-ending yukky strawberry beer and 1 crab-red body
cc having to do weird actions to bakr... (erms... HAD TO. but DIDN'T.)
cc leaning too far back on his high stool and nearly falling backwards
cc touching PK while he was just about to be finished with his pee in the toilet (ERPS. poor traumatised PK.)
cc being spun around in the air on sh's back and sprawled unglamly on the floor after
Countless unglam photos of the extremely happy, high-toasting (and by now, pokgai) company

:: Friday, 2am
Home@Queenstown finally
Sleepy jan having a mega headache and badly needing sleep before psycho test on early Sat morning

:: Saturday, 9am
Civil Service College@Buona Vista
Jan makes it there barely on time AFTER tottering red-eyed out of bed at 7 and absent-mindedly taking the train in the wrong direction.
5 psychometric tests intended to make the least psychotic person mad
50 odd geenah-looking and some kiasu applicants Are these the people going to be making our national policies in the future? Then again, I'm not any better and perhaps much worse off in terms of intellectual ability
1 very chirpy test administrator (understandably so since she wasn't the one who had to sit through 4 freaking hours of tests)
1 freaking cold test room with bad lighting
1 tanned, sporty and rather good-looking geenah boy who kept looking back to catch my eye
40 geometric-based questions in 20 mins
33 maths-based questions in 30 mins (of which i only attempted half due to lack of time and probably got most wrong due to lack of oiled thinking faculties)
60 verbal passage-based questions in 30 mins
185 personality questions
60 mental health questions
378 shaded bubbles (excluding those for name and I/C No) at the end of which I thought I should perhaps consider suicide?

:: Saturday, 1pm
NYDC@Holland V, mushroom madness lunch with sh and sai YUMMY!
General discussion of whether or not to stay in the school hostel in the States
Bumped into sh's "tata" after lunch on her way to meet him at Starbucks hee hee

:: Saturday, 2pm
Cabbed down to AnchorPoint@Queensway to pick up papa's bank statement, only to discover that the bank had already closed. DARN!
1 malay cabbie uncle who kept saying I had a babyface and wow I'm an architect and graduated with a degree already and why must do masters and how come I don't have bf when I'm so pretty and that he volunteers to chauffeur me around and that I must find a bf... (- -") Thank you uncle I'm trying my best to find one but it sure won't be you

:: Saturday, 2.30pm
Home@Queenstown again
Dropped KFC lunch off for my younger sis
And attempted to do some photoshop for my elder sis' wedding card while looking forlornly at my bed next to me YAWN

:: Saturday, 4pm
Collected my LONG over-due exhibition prints from Objectifs@Liang Seah St I thought they would have thrown it away by now! Thanks for letting me tompang them in your car over the dinner period ming! I would have died carrying it to Suntec and back.
Took a quick glance at the current exhibition, which included some really good shots and techniques, from the beginner to the more advanced courses. The standard of work has appeared to improve rather significantly across the board. There was a series on cut fruits that looked professional, highly delectable and at the same time, sexually imploring- I was amazed to discover it was taken by someone doing a basic photography course. There was also one which featured a bored housewife in various b/w poses wearing bright yellow gloves and handcuffed to everyday household items such as a vacuum cleaner. Also from basic photography. Decided I must start to actively pick up photo-making again, I've allowed myself to be stagnant for far too long. I shall wait for my photo-buddy to come back from HK!

:: Saturday, 4.15pm
SIFF@Shaw Towers
Caught Butterfly with bohboh, hobbeez, mingming, chows+section, a tale about a pair of lesbian lovers, sexually indulgent, a signal of the changing times? some hippie/political unrest influences, and a very chio Stanley Ho's daughter. It's slow pacing at certain points in the movie induced me to nod off though. Tired la. Saw dex after the show. Haven't seen him for the longest time. Waved a little from a distance but he was smoking and I felt disinclined to walk over and make small talk seeing how I was already running late for dinner.

:: Saturday, 7pm
Met gie+bren for dinner, Sakae@Suntec
Sashimi, fried tofu, croquets, spicy salmon sushi, chicken nabe YUMMY YUMMY xing foo food!, salmon nabe, agadeshi tofu, chawanmushi, dubious-looking pink guava sorbet.
1 spilled cup of green tea, 1 apologetic gie and 1 harrassed-looking waitress hahaha
Topics ranged from friends to MAC makeup, gie's boobs, bren's horrible boss and auntie colleague stories (to add to the ever-growing compilation)
Was it worth it forgoing a FREE buffet full of oysters, sashimi, softshell crab, durian prata and whatnot at Plaza Hotel for this? With the fun company it's a definite yes. :)

::Saturday, 9.15pm
Back at SIFF@Shaw Towers, this time for 5 Obstructions with cc, sh, and 5 of cc's friends, namely Weicheng, Lynn, Ailing, Yvonne aka Wenling, and Michelle aka Wenhui Am I right on this cc? I'm bad with names really.
Lars von Trier's documentary film experiment with Danish legendary filmmaker Jørgen Leth, in challenging him to remake his classic show, The Perfect Human, a total of 5 times with different parameters imposed upon him each time, produced startling results indeed. Read the review here. I particularly thought the 4th obstruction, the cartoon remake, was brilliant and encapsulated the use of stunning graphics.
Drinks at BK after was a friend-making affair, Ailing, Lynn and Weicheng were quite funny to talk to. Maybe I'll see them in NY?!? hahaha


There's more to say, like the walk to the busstop from Shaw Towers to the Stanford Rd busstop with sh, and the 2 hour-long psding session into the wee hours of the morning for my sis' wedding card, but I think this is all I can muster for now. Bumper blog for a bumper weekend!

psycho.me!

Your personality report

Your type:
You like to get things done and as a results orientated person, you work very hard to achieve tangible outcomes. You prefer these to be quick, measurable, and above all, visible!
Use your strengths in your CV, such as: You are action oriented give an example of how this has translated into a successful outcome in the past.

Don’t ignore weaknesses that others may perceive:
An employer may sense that you do not suffer fools gladly. This could be an allowable weakness that goes with your personality type and may be exactly what’s needed in some environments. An employer would want to ascertain, just how intolerable of “fools” you actually are.

Your work environment:
You like to work under your own steam and use your initiative. It is unlikely you would be happy in an environment where your work was closely supervised. You can work with a team, usually leading it, but you are more an individualist and don’t want to feel too dependant on others.

z.z.z.z.z.z.z.zz.........

ohmygawdi'msofreakingsleepy
ican'tkeepmyeyesopenmyeyelidsaresodarnedheavy
doyouthinkicanlosesomeweightifichopthemoff?
theblackscreenthreatenstoengulfme
themulticolouredlinesblurasmyeyescontinuouslywater.
yawndoubleyawntripleyawn
justkillmenow.

moo......

12.10pm, 22nd April 2005
NSIAP Office

CC's attempt at poetry (which he incidentally also insists is the lyrics of a song... like wth?!!?):


i am cow
hear me moo
i weigh twice as much as u
and i look good on the bbq

simi sai!!! This almost rivals KullWee's CrapChannel's Crap.
CC (ironically also the abbreviation for Crap Channel) apparently also has different stages of tiredness

1) tired like baby cow
2) tired like father cow
3) tired like mother cow
4) tired like old cow

wassup with the cows, I can only wonder. Haha... Join in the chorus now everyone, Moomoomoomoomoomoomoooooooo.........

garmen.vs.garmen(t)

We are all garmen(t) officials, the corny joke went.
One in the garmen service, the other in the garment industry.
Friends who have stood by me through thick and thin, now reacquainted like old days of past, and keeping in touch via email.
Easy banter, bad jokes, bimbotic grouses and shopping swoons galore!

in.struc.tions

read this fairy tale poem posted by stacey

without.much.ado

For now, I am content to take a backseat, to let days pass by without much ado, without feeling intensely nor caring too much. Things have happened, lives have been lived, hearts have been broken but yet the world keeps on turning as it always has been since the beginning of time. It is cruel and heartless indeed, this world is, but so be it.

It is perhaps easier to experience life in this manner, encapsulated in a little self-imagined bubble that protects and resists all external flux and internal self-deprecating reproaches. In a seemingly out-of-body experience, I see my life passing by in a flash before my eyes. Do you feel the same emptiness in meaningless daily activities? You walk but your feet do not touch the ground; they glide past the surface of the earth weightlessly. You eat but taste is a foreign notion; sustenance is a practical endeavour. You laugh but the hollow ring echoes in the ears of those you keep company with; is a true smile impossible to fake? (Note: remember to depress the corners of your eyes when you smile- it's a signal of geniunity.)

It is a strange thing this is; the power of the mind. The mind has a strength that we often tend to overlook, in the same way that madness, being a disease of the mind, has the propensity to control within a narcissistic framework. Ever wondered why people naturally double or triple their strength when overcome by a bout of madness, such that it requires 3-4 able-bodied men to pin a single and frail but frantically struggling patient down? Sometimes it occurs to me that I can be more powerful than I already am, if I allowed myself to cross that excrutiatingly thin line between sanity and its polar oppositional state. Or perhaps with allowing you, the reader, to glimpse into the inner dark reccesses of my unstable mental faculty, I already have begun on that journey.

Why oh why can't my posts just be about fluffs and excesses and yummy food and happy anecdotes of life? Oh, look at the white cotton clouds floating by up in the sky! Reach out a hand to touch the pretty multi-coloured rainbow! Life is beayootifool, life is simple, life is satisfying! Like hell it is. And thus another shit day begins.

because.fear.is.a.real.thing

You Aren't Scary, You're Scared

Probably even scared to see how this quiz came out!

How scary are you?

because.it's.just.nice.to.know

You are 60% Aquarius

How much do you match your zodiac sign?

because.crappy.gifts.are.funny.too

You Are Socks!

Cozy and warm... but easily lost. You make a good puppet.

What Crappy Gift Are You?

(mingming... you are definitely a polka-dotted pair of thongs! w00tw00t hahaha...)

because.pocky.is.yummy

You Are Reverse Pocky

Your attitude: rebellious and clever Non-conformist, but curiously a trendsetter With you, up is down... and it's a wild ride!

What Flavor Pocky Are You?

because.friends.matter

You Are A Social Butterfly

You love your friends so much... You're motto is "the more, the merrier"! Making sure everyone's included is your mission And you always prefer a group of ten to a group of two

What Kind of Friend Are You?

because.love.matters

Aquarius - Your Love Profile Your positive traits: You've got a ton of friends, so you have no problem meeting new people. You're great at thinking up new things and actitives to do with your sweetie. You tend to let the little things slide in relationships... and focus on the bigger picture. Your negative traits: In relationships, it tends to be your way or the highway. You can never open up completely to someone - you have to keep parts of yourself secret. You're cold and reserved, which leaves your partner feeling unloved. Your ideal partner: Flexible, because you're not going to be the one to compromise! Is smart and quirky with lots of weird interests... including you. A true indivdualist who doesn't care what anyone thinks Your dating style: Stimulating. You prefer dates that explore a shared interest - like a lecture, muesum tour, or concert. Your seduction style: Wacky. Your wild ideas have your lover wondering what's next. Insatiable - it takes a lot to satisfy your desires. Varied. You're eager to try things as soon as you learn about them. Tips for the future: Bring a little responsibility to your relationship - like showing up for dates! Compromise a little. It wouldn't kill you to do things your lover's way for once. Be aware of your parnter's jealousy. Even though you aren't jealous, realize your partner is sometimes. Best place to meet someone online: Match.com - there's enough singles to find offbeat dates and tons of romantic adventure Best color to attract mate: Sky blue Best day for a date: Wednesday Get your free love profile at Blogthings.

lee.braaaaaaa

Your Rising Sign is Libra

A total charmer, it's hard for people to say no to you. Irresistable and attractive, you have no shortage of love interests. Totally competitive, you tend to thrive in stressful enviroments. A peaceful soul, you avoid conflict at almost all costs. Sometimes you try too hard to please those around you. But you have a great inner strength that helps you bounce back easily.

What is Your Rising Sign?

ah. hah. got this off jon's blog...

SO not true. In fact, almost the exact opposite. *shrugs*

the.witching.hour

The witching hour is not, as some are wont to believe, between the times after the clock strikes midnight and before it strikes again. The REAL witching hour is between 1pm to 2pm (or thereabouts), when everyone else has gone for lunch, and the office is devoid of all human activity. Except my own of course. It's unnerving because you know that any minute now, the air would burst forth with noisy chatter and moving silhouettes out of the corner of one's eye, occupants reclaiming back their rightful space, but yet, the air in its silent stillness, weighs heavy with that anticipation. The constant ticking of time takes on a slow drone in the background, and lures my eyelids to flicker close.

But what is that I hear now? The faint shriekings of the dreaded china twins J&J coagulated into hammers that pound my ears.

Ahh. The respite was short-lived indeed.

jan.tan.the.incredible.man!

Which Incredibles Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

I just realised that 'incredible' could also possibly be read as a question mark over one's crediblity. hmmm... Now where is this train of thought leading me towards?

Today was quite the incredible day though.
:: Survived through a night's bout of massive crap (read post below).
:: Dragged my sleep-deprived-and-lacerated-from hot-shit-dispensing-at-100km/h-ass to the office.
:: Trooped down to amoy with the majority of office+2 new THAI interns (my fellowcountryboy+girl!) damn yummy and damn ex fish head curry+a million other dishes for lunch.
:: Ate not so yummy but still damn ex satay+mee-goreng+rojak+stingray+squid for dinner with remnants of saikang gang+thai interns+RAJA the king!
Needless to say, I skipped the much-needed but rendered totally useless gym in lieu of whatever I have eaten. There will always be a better tomorrow! hahaha... (P.S. This is intentionally meant to blend in with the background so that only the observant will notice its existence! Muahahaha)

I must say that I was actually rather entertained by Raja. Haven't been talking much to him all these years after our stint in DT studio together with cc, but I'm glad he came by for dinner today. He's truly quite a funny guy, weird that I would enjoy his company (and cc and oy and sh's too) so much; people I've not really been associated with all these years. And still he's remained so harmless and nice, albeit nehneh and irritating at times as cc would gladly profess to. Haha but that's also part and parcel of his charm I suppose. He's gotten so stick-thin from his fever-related illness about half a month back that it's a little worrying. Shall make a conscious effort to keep in touch more often, now that I won't be staying around in Singapore for much longer anyway. It's scary it is, going to a big city with bright lights all alone. Ok, not ENTIRELY alone, I do have a couple of friends there, but still, they have their lives to lead, and I have mine to forge. Exciting stuff it is, I must not procrastinate on my obstinate ass no longer. Dig up the pots of gold, as ernest says! He says he's cheong heng, constantly reminding me to reply schools/check housing/book air tics/buy winter clothing/and whatnot... and I do agree he's excessively naggy at times, but still I'm grateful to have a friend like him whom I know will look out for me in NY. Ok, now how in the world did I manage to digress from dinner with Raja to nagging by ernest miles away? haha. And finally sh is ready to go home. Toodledoo peeps! I take my leave from the four office walls. *grin*

what.a.huge.load.of.crap.

4.30am-5.30am :: ouch! :: time to run to the loo! :: bloopbloop! ::

(or more like :: psssssstttpiiiiaaaaaakpooooot :: most of the time...)

Last night, I got rid of a HUGE load of crap. Woke up in the middle of the night with unbearable stomach pains, almost as if I were about to give birth... and what a baby it was! Instead of crying it hissed, instead of being pure and lovable as most babies are, it was dark, lumpy and horrendously stinky. It weighed around 1kg, as evidenced by the before and after weighing sessions, and caused much sleeplessness due to intense pain from contractions. Overnight, I became a mother! And to prove how much I really do hate smelly babies, I flushed it all down the toiletbowl. So much for maternal instinct kicking in as maturity in years sets in. Was it due to food poisoning? Or just the accumulation of an entire week's worth of crap? I cannot be sure about it's father's identity... promiscuity on my part perhaps? But as coincidence would have it, the b. caught the baby fever as well, just that hers was perhaps bigger and had more complications during the inevitably torturous childbirthing process. First mums indeed. What a stomach-churning experience.

let.me.go.home.

This song takes on a totally different stance when one is stuck in the office with only a crazed person (CC!) for company. Haha.. it's been a crazy night in office, stuff we talk about (har har lp) makes this torture just so much more bearable. Having said that, I really do like this song though, and reason why I'm posting the lyrics here is because it was just aired on the lehliiio and seems rather poignant at this time of the night. I luuurrrrvvveee Buble's soothing vocals. *swoon*

"Home" by Michael Bubble! (bloopbloop @@)

Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
I'm fine baby, how are you??
Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I've got to go home

Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I'll be home tonight
I"M COMING BACK HOME!!!

(are you done YET, cc? *yawn*)

:: seeing.red.with.apple.red ::

This post is dedicated to 'apple red', a superbly nice person who never fails to bring cheer into a dull and dreary day. With a sunny hello! and a typical hahaha, the world seems to lay down its heavy burdens for that miniscule moment in eternity, drawing in a contented breath of happiness. For her, the world is always swathed in colours, the fields greener than green, the skies bluer than blue, the apples redder than red. Tanning with her sometimes also means getting heatstroke in the middle of the day since the sun becomes hotter than hot, dangers of frostbite setting in with Ice Cold beers as they become colder than cold. :p

:: seeing red with apple red:: thus refers to the act of looking at our suitably red msn user pics together-gether. Come back niki come back soon! You create the oft-needed balance in our little group of weirdos. (I never realised that until after you left... heh)

Red. Brings with it another connotation. The BIG APPLE... ahh... redder than red? Larger than life? More unreachable than the impossible dream it seems. An apple a day keeps the doctor away!!! *crunchcrunchmunch*

h.j.jan

I am humji... I admit it.

Damn you CC! You HAD to leave me all alone in the office on a Friday night with well-meant advice... yes yes. YOU GOOD! *glare*

Now I'm afraid to look out the window :: Beware the eyes that look in from without!
I'm afraid to look under the table :: Beware the creepycrawlies the lurk beneath!
I'm afraid to look into the office cupboards :: Beware the unknowns of the cupboard depths!

Should I risk a trip to the darkened printer room where my newly printed out plan lies? Sigh. I wished I had left with you guys. Come back cc, come back sh! Don't leave hj jan all alone here! Aloooooooooooooone I'm all alooooooooooone. So much for pretending to be hardworking, staying back to finish up more work when I really don't give a damn whether the work gets done or not... It's deathly quiet in here now. The air is musky and chokes me. I wonder if the air-con is working properly. Are you going to desert me to the evils of Shenton Way when the clock strikes 12MD on Friday too, mr a/c? I've had enough of photoshopping frangipani trees (whose eventual look resembles a blardee bush with an incurable white spotted disease), and waterlily ponds, and fake water ripples, and elevational shadows, and timber doors, and noised-up floors (noisy floors? you psd people will get what I mean), and gradated roofs, and those cutesy looking furniture at 200 scale that seem to say :: Naehnaehnibubu you can't sit on me... :: And now I see a friend's msn nick pop up from the ever-popping left-hand corner of the screen. My only link to the world outside from my self-induced prison cell right now. Women don't need men? Oh yes they do my dear. They do, especially at 11.40pm on a Friday night when all the world has abandoned them for love or for hope in the office. Where are the men when you need them? They are happily sleeping away at home of course. Those UNRELIABLE buggers. HMPH!

in.the.still.of.the.night

The office is FREAKING cold at this time of the night. Bone-shivering so.
My body convulses with each chest-rackling cough I manage to muster (which happens to be a per-minute-occurrence)... My chest hurts. (Yes, CHEST not BREAST, cc... ) I think soon the infection will spread to my ears and then my ears will hurt when I cough too. I should just be glad that I don't have a fever or a flu running like the tap. I can live with a cough, but I really should be tucked comfortably into bed right now.
Yet still, work I rush.

MC, out of the question. There just isn't any room or time to be sick is there?

a.kiss.is.just.a.kiss...

a smile is just a smile...

cats.and.dogs.

Three pairs of eyes stared out from our 24th floor HDB flat on a Wednesday afternoon, past the fragile glass and into the millions of uncountable swirling floating water droplets, so dense that to the naked eye they appeared almost like tiny snowflakes. Up and down, left and right, following whatever invisible force that guided them on their plummeting descent towards the ground.

My sisters and I stood mesmerised by their power and magnitude (indeed many drops of water make up an ocean), marvelling at the way in which these droplets seemed to defy gravity at points, creating visible tracks of wind convergences in the sky just beyond the window. The occasional swift flashes of lightning, followed by the lagging bouts of thunder, drowned out whoever was singing on American Idol at that time, joining in a heavenly musical of sorts that scared the hell out of me, to say the least.

Huddling on the sofa in front of the tv with my sisters and beard papa creampuffs, I with my flu, my younger sis with her bandaged ankle (from running in the school corridor and tripping...!!!), and my elder sis with her piles of marking as teachers are wont to do, it felt as if the home had really taken on the personification of the security adage, and sheltered us physically from the big bad world outside. In an instant, I was filled with a sense of warmth and comfort, at knowing that I was safe at home, and not having to battle the evil forces of nature whatever they may be. All that this scene lacks is a romantically snow-laden landscape out the door, a roaring fireplace, and the invigorating scent of roasted chestnuts wafting through the inner recesses of the living room. Hahaha.

That aside, Constantine's version of 'My Funny Valentine' was really the best that I had ever heard him sing. (American Idol live and commercial-free! woohoo) Best performance out of all this week, ugliness and camera-pouting notwithstanding. Fatty Scott was pitchy, Carrie was bland, Nikko was R&B as usual, Federov was YUCKY (will people stop voting for him already?!?), Bo wasn't in his element, Anwar was predictable, Nadia was stunning in a beautiful white slinky satin gown, Vonzell was powerful vocals for a Streisand song, but Constantine, well, he simply blew me away. Out into the pouring rain and all. Swoosh! I went, past the white lace curtains, stuffy nose and all, riding the wind like the rain, effortlessly weightless. (Or at least I WISHED I could be weightless. Sigh.) Heeyah Giddyup! Back to Salman Rushdie I go to courtofy my Moor's Last SIGH.

3.iron.comes.highly.recommended

Synopsis below:

"Internationally acclaimed Korean writer-director Ki-duk Kim (SPRING, SUMMER, FALL, WINTER... AND SPRING) has created a masterful, wholly original drama with 3-IRON, which follows the trials and tribulations of an odd young man, Tae-suk (Hee Jae), who spends his days putting flyers on people's doors just so he can check who hasn't taken them down after a day or two; believing those families to be away, he breaks into their homes and settles in for a while, cooking, cleaning, watching television, and sleeping, all done with an intoxicating charm. But one day he is caught by a troubled young woman, Sun-hwa (Seung-yeon Lee), whose husband, Min-kyu (Hyuk-ho Kwon), abuses her mentally and physically; when the husband returns home, Tae-suk uses the man's 3-iron to hit golf balls at him. Sun-hwa then goes off with Tae-suk, joining him on his journey to empty houses, where they pretend to be part of the vacationing family. But when they walk into an apartment and find a man dead, their world changes despite their attempts to protect it. It's at that point that director Kim really starts having fun. 3-IRON is an intense, enjoyable, mystical film filled with subtlety and tenderness. That is especially surprising since the two main characters, who find solace in each other's company, never speak a word."

It really is an amazing film. Go watch and figure.

i.have.a.new.friend

I have a new friend in my life, a person whose face I vaguely remember seeing around church when I was young, but who has emerged again after a long 15 years, for a cup of coffee and a long chitchat at Coffee Club. Strange as it seems, someone whom I had never talked to during those formative childhood years, would make for good conversation now. (Actually, on second thoughts, perhaps it isn't THAT surprising, afterall, he would have been 14-15 when I was 5, and 19-20 when I was 10.) But for a 20-something to talk to a 30-something, the age gap seems to have lessened by leaps and bounds. Sure, the topics are perhaps not what I would normally engage in discussion with in the company of like-minded peers, but the valuable experience, open-mindedness, and maturity that comes with age provide a different perspective on life, that is refreshing in its very essence. Harshly realistic, and to a point, sometimes even scheming, it is quite amazing that someone could actually live life with such lucidity and rationality, while being able to enjoy the finer things in life, like GOOD FOOD for example. heh. For the most part, I was just willing to listen, and he, willing to impart. Of course, the other perks of hanging out with a single 30-something is that he pays, and he drives. It pleased me to find that he was actually more engaging in person than in the written form (his written being of atrocious spelling and horrendous grammer, with uncalled for acronyms peppering his jerky sentences to boot), so it was actually quite pleasant to discover that he speaks proper english, and is not an ah beng. Judging by his small frame (darn!) and young-ish dressing however, it is highly likely that one would be inclined to dismiss him, at first glance, as just another young punk with too much time to spare on his hands... hahaha... Just as a gauge of how well we hit it off, I've got myself an invitation to go Japan with free lodging (his sister stays in Tokyo) and a willing tourguide (he speaks Japanese having lived there for 2 years previously!) All I have to cough up now is that 600 buckeroos for the air ticket and some spending money as well... Ahh the cherry blossoms are in bloom until May he said. I'm definitely tempted by the prospect of going to Japan. I've ALWAYS wanted to go, but it had always seemed to expensive... Sejima my love! Harajuku! Natural hot springs! Cherry blossoms! *rubs hands in glee* How about postponing our little Cambodia+Vietnam trip mingming? (Kidding ok kidding... don't scream at me now hrh) And in case you guys out there are wondering if I'd gotten a little bonkers in the head, and foolishly laid my fragile heart out on the pedestal to be shattered into a million tiny pieces, NO I HAVE NOT. I haven't found a potential lover, just a person who might in time become a good friend. :)

Ok! 4 down, 1 to go... I think I'll sleep well tonight. Happy jan. As I said (in my post that eeriely disappeared on me) things are beginning to look up. Up, up and away! To infinity and beyond I say.

when.things.lose.their.clarity

If you asked me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you:
I came to live out loud.

EMILE ZOLA

[as seen on the very last page of the P. Enrollment Guide 2005-06, OIA]

WTH? Jessica Sierra is out from AI? And the lousy Fatty-killed-Brian-Mcknight's-song Scott, Hit-only-the-big-notes Anwar, Clay-wannabe-undergoing-image-overhaul Anthony, typical-R&B Nikko, and I-think-I'm-so-hamsome-poutpoutpout Constantine are STILL IN?!? Life's really unfair.

eh?!?

eh...
where did my yesterday's post go to?
my post about my non-stop nose tap dripping?
my post about how tomorrow will be a better flu-less day?
my post about things looking up and how I love rainbows?

IT'S GONE! *bawl*

Anyway, today IS really a better flu-less day... apparently my supply of nose fluids have been depleted, albeit leaving the skin of my nose rubbed raw and reddish.

It's been a happy day so far

+ couldn't sleep at all last night so I spent the 7 hours in bed tossing and turning in the darkness, haunted by the words of (I kid you not) Quando, quando, quando, my fav song of the moment. It seems I was subconsciously asking whenwhenwhen will I get to fall asleep? and apparently the Adesso ('Now' in italian) was not to be forthcoming at all...

+ finally decided to get out of bed around 7am, AFTER countless trips to the loo during the night to occupy myself, ('waking up' is a misnomer since I technically did not sleep), had a quick shower, and dragged myself to the gym

+ hunks galore! I counted at least 5 of them... all muskles and cutie faces... *swoon*Seriously! Big biceps! Now at least I will have a greater motivation to get my lazy ass to the gym early on Wednesday mornings! muahahahaha

+ expensive and unyummy lunch at caltex house (I still blame you cc!) but all was redeemed with the first bite of SUPER yummy yami honeydew-flavoured yoghurt with mixed nuts... mmmmmm I'm in heaven!

Let's hope the rest of the day continues to amble along just as well as it was started! As a sidenote, Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey SHOULD be renamed to Chunky Hunky! More chunks of hunks anyone? :)

mission.accomplished

Shopping is indeed a therapeutic experience. Thanks yoowie for a wonderful late afternoon/evening/night out filled with cd-hunting, sushi, lemony, coffee club, tummyaches, and hilarious stimulating conversations! Will really miss you when you+I leave. *hugs*

Just.did.it.

I think I did pretty okay over the public holiday. Didn't complain much even while cooped up in office the entire day doing work that wasn't really meant to be mine while friends went to have a ball of a time at the SFF. SATC rules indeed but it really isn't the life for me. Didn't feel too sorry for myself, didn't feel angry, didn't really feel life was unfair, didn't feel excessively miserable although I was pretty much alone. I just followed Nike's mantra all the way and just did it. (Work that is...)

Granted, I did manage to steal away from the office over the week and find time to

A. Rush home and catch AI and The Amazing Race on Wednesday although I missed Carrie Underwood's fantastic performance... (Thank God Mikalah the singing nanny is out! Finally! Her whiny nasal voice was really starting to get to me)

B. Re-read Murakami's Norwegian Wood for the upteenth time, holed up in my room and indulging in my own depressions (Booze, free sex, student revolutions, and above all, adolescent love)

C. Catch Stephane Pompougnac at Zouk on Thursday which was actually rather a happy night if the music had been a tad less disappointing towards the end. Oh, and did I forget to mention ming the smart who gave her REAL no when picked up by some ugly guys? (Small talk with too many acquaintances, memories about lost innocence and friendships, sub-conscious consciousness about the importance of appearances tainted the night for me, I felt as if I had been transported back to the hall era of sprouting superficial niceties)

D. Meet up with Kerms and Jon for supper at Newton on Good Friday... yummilicious stingray! Again I am reminded of how friendship is a gift no matter how unworthy one feels sometimes.


What I didn't find time to do though, was to hit the gym. I need some new inspiration, some new drive, new goals, new direction, fitness or otherwise. I need to get out there and start meeting new people. I need to get my hands on some new shopping purchases. I need to read some new books. All of a sudden it seems as if people have all gotten on with their lives but here I am still stuck in a rut, hampered by my own inertia. I need to remember that the world does not revolve around me. Life shouldn't be this sad. :)

colours.of.the.rainbow

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RED and YELLOW and GREEN and PINK
PURPLE and ORANGE and BLUE...
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow too

at.least.i.know.i'm.female

Your Brain is 66.67% Female, 33.33% Male

Your brain leans female You think with your heart, not your head Sweet and considerate, you are a giver But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

What Gender Is Your Brain?

rejection.is.never.nice

2 down, 3 more to go.
1 acceptance, 1 rejection.

Rejection is never nice no matter how much one tries to brace up for it, no matter how all the signs point to the fact that one is overreaching and overestimating one's abilities.
Rejection is even worse when another's success is rubbed into your face.
I know it wasn't meant to be that way, and I sure am happy for her. Congratulations Sy! :)
It's just that rejection takes time to get over.

I knew it the minute I sent out the application- I had a bad feeling about it.
I knew it when I found out about sy- I had a sinking feeling in my heart.
I knew it when I saw the small slim envelope- it couldn't contain any more.
I knew it when I read the letter- the paper felt cold to the touch.

I guess it was better tried than to have shrunk back in fear and lived in regret all one's life.
At least this way, I can remain accountable to myself, and hold my head up with pride.
Rejection ought to make one a stronger person but strangely, why do I not feel any stronger?
Afterall, I must HAVE experienced it about a million times before...
It was just never meant to be, but I must learn to count my blessings.
*breathe in deeply*
2 down, 3 more to go.
Acceptance doesn't mean any more than rejection does... Without money, all the acceptances in the world would amount to nothing. Yet New York still beckons...

Brace yourself and be strong jan! Keep believing in yourself! Stand tall! Wear a smile! Hug a friend! Say a prayer! Drink some caffeine! Pop some pills! Get some sleep!

I think I just need some chocolate... insane stuff coming out from my head right now... any chocolate will do for now, I'm not picky. But why do I feel as if I might actually need a Godiva feast at the end of it all? Gosh the waiting is killing me. Sorry ernern... just need to get it out of my system first. There. I'm alright now. *hugs*

cool.jan.

I'm cool I'm cool! hehehe

timmy.+.tribal.tide

I'm glad cc smsed me to go down to the esplanade again today. Muzak Mosaic! They say once bitten twice shy? Not so for us... after friday's horrendous performances, we were yet again about to risk our night, and to give the local acts the benefit of the doubt. And what a night it was! Electrifying with superb showmanship, excellent instrumental skills, good-enough vocals to showcase the high quality of music-making, and... *ahem* two bands with a good-looking lead vocalist each. *grins*

TIMMY, the first local act of the night and named after the Timmy character in SouthPark, played crowd favourites such as Maroon 5, Sting, Pearl Jam and John Mayer, and set the tone for the evening. With such a wide range of songs, from slow ballads to rock, they certainly played up their flexibility at switching from genre to genre with great ease- they enjoyed themselves and so did we and the old salsa-dancing uncle. Comprising of 2 walawala regulars (including the cute lead vocalist who looked like he was constantly flirting with his mike! O what I would give to be his mike...), 2 supposed composers/music directors, and another drummer, the 5-man band was certainly one of the smoothest local acts I've ever heard perform.

And then came TRIBAL TIDE to rawk the whole stage, indeed a worthy closing act for the entire Mosiac Fest. Yo yo yo wassup man! To be honest, I thought that their name sounded a little on the cheesy side, but they just came up on stage and literally TOOK CONTROL of the crowd. Fusing tribal beats from a HUGE electic mix of percussion instruments like the congos and the box drum, and the amazing tones of the diggerydoo with jazzy snippets of piano, saxaphone, guitar and bass, they put up a superbly tight performance that was totally entrancing. Ranging from bossa nova to samba to Earth,Wind & Fire hits, the audience sweltered it out in the humidity of the tropics and the heat emanating from the band itself. Casey (or is it K.C.?) the lead vocalist-cum-guitarist-cum-bassist, had a kind of funny high-pitched talking voice that seemed almost as if he had inhaled A LOT of helium. But his voice transformed into a powerful instrument when he sang, immediately confident and never once faltering or breaking when scaling the heights of depths of a challenging song. It's even more amazing when you see the 3 percussionists switch instruments like nobody's business, picking up weird looking percussions that I've never seen before, and creating such strong african/samba beats to complement the fragility of the saxophone. It is also their confidence onstage and the fact that they are ENJOYING themselves much as one would do in an informal jamming session, that made their performance all the more gripping. Of course, staring straight into the eyes of Casey as we shook hands with him after added a whole new level to the total experience. :)

Whooopeedoo... I love cute vocalists!

sya.sya.in.china

The funniest thing happened to me today at 1.10am in the goddamn early hours of the morning. Not that I was about to sleep anyway.

Sya aka pernurious boss called, and asked if I was in office. Like HELLO it's 1am on a Sunday morning??! Who in their right mind would be in office? (Except for us lowly paid architectural interns of course... heh) But no, I wasn't thank God. Apparently, he's in China now, and shuer had gone to sleep and locked the door on him, with her Singapore hp OFF. Smart girl... hahaha. He couldn't wake her up no matter how long or hard he banged on the door, and had called to ask for her China hp number. Unfortunately, I didn't have it, and I cannot describe how despondent he sounded over the phone... hahaha. I can literally imagine him standing outside the door of the apartment/house, in the cold chill of the night, shifty-eyed and all, not knowing how to speak Chinese, and desperately wishing that shuer would somehow wake up and let him in. He went something like... "Ummm.. ok... Eeerrrrrrrrr.... Ummm... nevermind... Ummm... Eeeeerrrrrrrrr.... Ummm... Ummmmmmmmm........"

After I put the phone down, I decided to call sh in hopes tt he would have shuer's China number... after all, it's quite poor thing to be stuck outside in the cold in a foreign land (although why do I get the feeling these Sya always finds himself stuck in these kind of situations?!) Sh initially said he didn't have it, and so we both decided to let Sya settle the matter himself since there seemed to be nothing else we could do to help. After about a minute or so though, sh called back to say that he realised he DID have shuer's China hp number so yey... Sya was saved. (OF course if shuer decided to bochap and not answer her hp, that would be a whole different story altogether...)

Thankfully, all's well that ends well. I leave you with Sya's sms of the night, grammatical errors and all:

I manage to get in i almost spend a night with the hawkers outside...thk a lot!

Hahahahaha.. superbly hilarious. What a funny guy! He's just made my day!

lifeless.and.in.need.of.one

There are days when one would feel terribly terribly unfulfilled, and this is one of them.

I feel like I'm just wasting my life away. I have no real passion about anything, not music, not books, not films, not art, not sports, not travelling, and most definitely not architecture. Truth be told, I do enjoy these facets about life at some points in my life, but I certainly do not hanker after them, nor pursue them with the genuine interest that would perhaps give my life a little more meaning. As a result, I end up being unknowledgeable about politics, economics, music, art, history, AND architecture.

What the hell am I doing with my life?!!? On a day such as this, the harsh reality of being all of 24 years and unaccomplished hits close to home. In fact, it hit me while I was literally at home.

Take my typical saturday schedule for example-
11am: Wake up and read book/mag
12noon: Nap
2pm: Wake up
2.30pm: Eat breakfast
3pm: Chat on MSN
3.30pm: Read newspapers
4pm: Nap
7pm: Wake up
7.15pm: Chat on MSN/Blog
NOW: Still chatting, still blogging

At times, I do wonder what it would be to live life with a little bit more insanity. What would it feel like to live life on the edge, to travel spontaeneously, to indulge in the bohemian way of life, to flirt with apparent dangers, to respond to imminent rejections?

I think I'm just a screwed-up spoilt brat uninteresting middle child who wants to get her own way most of the times but seldom does. Ahhhh.. Perhaps I'm just sulking from cc being stuck in office and not being able to go to putumayo with me like we originally wanted to, perhaps I'm peeved that ch and jon are forever stuck in school doing work and I never get to see them anymore, perhaps I'm upsetted that friends+acquaintances all around seem to be having fun and getting somewhere with their lives, perhaps perhaps perhaps........ perhaps I just don't have a LIFE and I need to get out and get one. I can't believe I'm actually considering making a pilgrimage down to school ladled with food offerings for the slogging 'Gods' ch and jon on a SATURDAY NIGHT. But knowing how hard inertia is to overcome on a nuah day such as this, I'll probably end up staying home and watching tv till I fall asleep once again. Ok I DEFINITELY need a life.Anyone has any ideas on where/how to get one?

cannot.make.it.ming

What else is there to say?
The title for this post says it all.

Ming drunk and sleepy after one jug of beer n chix wings (??!?) at our usual ice cold beer haunt on a friday night.
Ming trying to be POISED and COMPOSED in between flopping her head+ her by-then big messy hair on the table.
Ming with red swollen unopenable eyes that seemed to merged with her huge eyebags to form half a sphere. (really!)
Ming who kept giggling uncontrollably for no reason whatsoever.
Ming who couldn't walk straight after, and had to rely on external support sources (elBOH) to make it to the cab without embarrassing herself further.

Then again, the whole night wasn't really all about cannot make it ming.

There was also cannot make it SY, who dropped her cig a total of 3 times on the floor before she lit it up... (clapclapclap! well done!) As bing/chows said, GET A GRIP! ahahaha... damn corny.

There was cannot make it BOH, who kept huffing and puffing away like a chimney and pretending to be the saner one while taking countless hp pics of cannot make it ming.

There was cannot make it HOBBEEZ, who had a healthy red flush to add to his already tanned complexion, and a silly smile stuck on his face to boot.

There was cannot make it BING, who according to cannot make it boh, was trying to act cute the whole night with one raised eyebrow and the likes of it.

But of course, I didn't see cannot make it bing acting cute because I was blocked by cannot make it CHOWS, who even when talking nicely to me, sent fear shivers up and down my spine.

As cannot make it boh put it, it was a happy night indeed. And for all of the one hour and fifteen minutes I was there, it was a well-behaved one for me because chows was right next to me. hahahahahahahahaha...........

Only JAN remains can make it!!! yey! kawaii-neh! *pukes n dies*

Asahi Shinbun Yamagata Building

try.not.to.kill.dancing.pandas

Had originally wanted to post a blog on all things white and beautiful in lieu of the droolworthy iMacs and already indispensable ipods...


SANAA's NY Museum of Contemporary Art


Sejima's Asahi Shinbun Yamagata Building



Was super pissed off at the ugly loose-limbed 'dancing panda' today, and the scary thing is I know not why. There's just something that irks me everytime he talks, he sends hair raising on my back whenever he comes near (ie. within sight). I don't know when it happened or why it happened, but I hate him! I do I do I DO! Oh well... my mantra now is to thinkhappythoughtsthinkbrightcolourstrynottokilldancingpandas. Why does he have to come and squeeze in behind me right now when there's so much space in the entire office?!!? New Space became No Space. Grrrrrrrrr. Kill kill kill!

On a lighter note>>>


In happier times, darling jon and I. I've been looking through my old photos recently, and chanced upon a few that made me yearn for times of the past (and less flabby arms as evidenced by this photo.)

survivor.racers

I LOVE ROB AND AMBER! I do I do I do!

I love the way Rob schemes and plots and manipulates other teams in The Amazing Race
I love the way Amber complements him so well.
I love the chemistry they share.
I love the dimple on Amber's cheek.
I love the cap that Rob wears all the time, hiding his face in the semi-darkness only to reveal a slight sneer.
I love the way they hold hands all the time.
I love the way Amber supports Rob quietly, trusting that he always knows what to do best.
I love the fact that they are already millionaires.
I love the fact that they are so in love and having fun during the race.
I love Amber for being so drop-dead gorgeous all the time.
I love Rob for worshipping Amber like a goddess.
I love Rob for always staying cool under pressure.
I love Amber for holding her own against Rob.
I love them both for not taking the irritating gay couple seriously, flicking them off their backs much like one would do to a fly.


They have single-handedly raised The Amazing Race to a whole new level... What is there not to like about them? *swoon*

cc...take.responsibility.for.your.actions!

[11.38pm, One Shenton Way, 10th floor lift lobby]

One cc in the toilet,
One ambush instigated by sh the professional taupok-er,
One spineless jan who stupidly followed instructions,
One surprise retaliation by cc catching the ambushers off-guard,
One BIG FAT WAD of WET TISSUE thrown sengeh by cc,
One BIG FAT PATCH of WETNESS on
One BREAST (no need to specify whose... NOT a man-boob),
One reused wad of wet tissue picked up from the floor,
One lousy hamji sh hiding behind the office glass door,
One scruffle between jan n cc,
One smaller patch of wetness on cc's back,
One jan doubled up on the floor laughing her guts out,
One cc gasping for air with his red face,
One sh still hiding behind the office glass door.

Ahh my friends, my scandalous buddies, my taupok-ing kakis... what would life be without these frequent, implusive and oh-so spontaneous bouts of insanity that hits whenever it's just the 3 of us? Cc... I still maintain that you are asking for it, cos most of the times you're the one who kacheows sh first. AND, if I ever have trouble producing milk for my child in the future, I BLAME YOU!

So,
Be responsible. Aim properly.

ha.ha.ha.

Aquarius

As a humane and unconventional Aquarius, you excel in professions that make use of your innovative and unique life approach. Rules don't bother your way of thinking because you ignore them anyway. Rather, you attune to the universal will, which makes you quite a revolutionary individual.

There are a variety of occupations that would be right up your alley, for example being an inventor, astrologer, neurologist, computer scientist, pilot, demolition expert (!!!? use what to demolish? my butt ah?) , or cartoonist. For you, Aquarius, just about anything goes as long as you can apply your very own, often offbeat mark of originality.

As a freedom loving Aquarius, you may not find your main occupation for a long time and switch from one profession to another. All along the way, professions that allow you to be free and creative may be best for you, so at one point, you may consider working as a flight attendant(haha!) , do special effects for the film industry, or choose a profession that has to do with esoteric sciences such as astrology or tarot.

In the business world, you may discover early on that you can't do a 9-to-5 job, and instead look for unique and unusual professions that give you the freedom you need. You may decide to work as a freelancer and create your very own niche. Adventure, creativity, and independence need to be part of your career choice, otherwise you will not waste your time.

Coworkers admire your progressive and unique attitude. Your weird and peculiar outbursts may confuse them at times, but they still find your erratic and bizarre attitude refreshing.You are a friendly and humane boss, but sometimes you can seem detached and impersonal. You change from being tolerant to being stubborn, which proves that you are the most unpredictable sign of the zodiac.

The secret of your success is that you break out of conventional thought patterns and are able to discover new, workable paths. You are idealistic and resourceful and could play a role in creating the future technology of this planet.

the.foreignness.of.it.all

... Marco Polo imagined answering ( or Kublai Khan imagined his answer) that the more one was lost in unfamiliar quarters of distant cities, the more one understood the other cities he had crossed to arrive there; and he retraced the stages of his journeys, and he came to know the port from which he had set sail, and the familiar places of his youth, and the surroundings of home, and a little square of Venice where he gamboled as a child.

At this point Kublai Khan interrupted him or imagined interrupting him, or Marco Polo imagined himself interrupted, with a question such as: " You advance always with your back turned?" or "Is what you see always behind you?" or rather, "Does your journey take place only in the past?"

All this so that Marco Polo could explain or imagine explaining or be imagined explaining or succeed finally in explaining to himself that what he sought was always something lying ahead, and even if it was just a matter of the past it was a past that changed gradually as he advanced on his journey, because the traveller's past changes according to the route he has followed: not the immediate past, that is, to which each day that goes by adds a day, but the more remote past. Arriving at each new city, the traveller finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places... the traveller recognizes the little that is his, discovering the much he has not had and will never have...

[above excerpt from Italo Calvino's Invisible Cities, expressing in fluid terms all the surfacing hopes and anxieties that I am feeling with regards to studying abroad.]

Nostalgia Kills The Soul.
Had a chat about nostalgia with a good friend the other night. Not specifically centred on the notion of nostalgia per se, but on peripheral matters that related and somehow reminded me of things, experiences, friends gone by. It always makes me sad to dwell on matters like these, but yet, being the self-indulgent person that I am (yes, quoting from the great O.B., unhappiness IS the most insiduous form of self-indulgence), I always find myself floundering in excessive and uncalled-for self-misery. I hate looking back on the sad events of the past, because I'd always felt that the past is concreted in history and cannot be changed. Friends who used to be so close but are now not even a phonecall away, people whose company you thought you could never have survived a day without, stepped out of your life leaving footprints of invisible ghosts. Happy times now relegated to indifferent obscurity; emotional security now assimilated into satirical independence. Innocence once lost can never be regained; disillusionment once possessed cannot be discarded.

Yet as I turned the pages of Invisible Cities, this fresh perspective on a traveller's past (as we all are on life's journey) struck a chord inside of me. The present, as what we understand of it now, reveals itself more to us in the future in the form of the past. This is perhaps embodied in the power of evaluating on hindsight, with a clarity of mind that comes only with detachment and thereby objectivity. Words said, feelings felt, heartbreak endured, take on less significance after being subjected to the arduous testing of time. We decipher the past with the tools of the present, although I don't suppose that we understand any MORE of the past- it's a different kind of understanding that encroaches upon our present. Age, and a different mindset, lets us see things from a more streamlined angle. How we react to situations and circumstances now, bear their roots in our family upbringing and the kind of attention we received as a kid. Similarly, DISPLACEMENT in lands that are foreign to us, allows for a deeper connection with our heritage, and the notion of what it means to be Asian, to be Singaporean, to be a Tan, to be a part of my family. These are the hopes and aspirations of a would-be traveller- to possess what he never can have.

viva.la.bride!

Jo looking resplendent in her wedding gown during her trial makeup session! So diabetically sweet-looking heh.

bak.loo.loo

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(blogspot is acting retarded tonight... and so I shall too!)

bunny.hop.

Some shocking revelations revealed themselves on confession night with my sec sch kakis. What had started out as an innocent birthday celebration eventually evolved into a night of talk about sex, sexuality, sexual preferences, and past lesbianic relationships within the inner circle of truth. It was a complex web of entanglement that circled back to our friendship 10 years back- much had happened under my very nose without me being the slightest bit aware of it. I had thought that we were all pure and innocent while we were young, and greatly treasured that period of my life, but it turns out that all superficial appearances dig deeper, all past actions have a perfectly logical reasoning behind them on hindsight, and true acceptance only comes after a certain point in friendship. I do treasure this group of friends; they do not judge me, nor I them. I suppose it's all well and good that things only come to light when we're all at this age and experienced more than we otherwise would have. I, once the homophobic, have gradually been weaned to accept and to love people as they are, to admire them for standing up for themselves, and to support them in search of their own happiness. If confession night had taken place 10 years ago, I would have been freaked out to death and my naivety totally shattered in an instant. 10 years down the road, what it leaves me with though, is a greater reluctance to open myself up to others as a form of self-protection, a higher level of disillusion about the notion of God and love, and a lower self-confidence. I still believe with a sinking feeling though (as I had when I was staying in hall), that sex, and not money, makes the world go round. Frankly, we humans really aren't all that different from bunnies.

and.the.winners.are...

The Jakarta JavaJazz Awards-

[Nominees for the Music Category]:
Tania Maria, George Duke, Earth+Wind+Fire, Incognito, James Brown

[Nominees for the Food Category]:
Bakmi Gajah Mada, Bakso Istimera, Pempek, Keropok, Ayam Suharti

[Nominees for the Transportation-in-a-jam Category]:
Feet, Catharina's car, Syasya's car, Bajay, Bluebird/Silverbird

[Nominees for the Leisure Category]:
Gymming, Taiti-ing, Swimming, Shopping, Taupok-ing

And the winners are:
Earth+Wind+Fire for their excellent showmanship and BeeGees-like vocal prowress
Bakmi GM for being the yummiest noodle on earth (And I kid you not!)
Bajay for the three-wheeled thrill of weaving in and out of traffic, and the excessive smoke pollution that caused me to have a coughing fit
Taupok-ing (albeit being a victim ain't as fun as being the taupok-er it seems)

Thanks to all companions and shorts buddies who made this trip more fun than it would have been without you guys! :)
[not forgetting ch, without whose smses I would have lost my sanity hehe]

the.face.of.d---th.

This might sound very creepy (and rightly so), but as I was making my way to work on Tuesday morning (later than usual), I somehow crossed paths with a funeral procession from the adjacent block to mine (same block that the police had cordoned off on sunday). It seems almost too much of a coincidence that I had to be late that very day, so that I would meet the mourners face-to-face. They were following the funeral van slowly, walking through the carpark that I have to cross in order to get to the MRT station, and as a result, I was literally forced to stop, and wait for them to cross, much as a car would wait for a flock of sheep to cross its path deep into the pastoral landscape.

I didn't think much about it until I went home that same night, only to find the void deck of my block occupied by another (yes, you guessed right) FUNERAL. At 4.30am in the morning, the lights of the makeshift funeral parlour, albeit bright, started to take on a ghostly glow. The wind began to turn chilly and the whispers of the the night rang hollow in my ears. As I hurried past the coffin, and heard the low drone of Buddhist chantings, I began to wonder why is it that death is being shoved into my face both day and night? I find funerals creepy indeed, and everytime I walk past one, my heart never fails to beat a tad harder, my feet unconditionally rushing a tad faster. Could this be a sign? I just pray for the safety of my loved ones right now.