the.world's.gone.slanted
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
bloop.bloop.(installment.three)
Final pool session today. Fared better that yesterday in terms of overall water confidence. I must say that I'm really proud of myself. Managed to take off mask, continue to breathe through the regulator and fin for a short distance, put back mask, and clear water from mask. That just about sums up the most difficult part of all the pool sessions so far... Just totally shacked out right now... Need to pack need to pack!
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
bloop.bloop.(installment.two)
Nearly drowned like a million times today. And I probably drank up half the entire pool's worth of water THROUGH MY NOSE. Ouch. Evidence of this fact establishes itself through the many times I had to run off to the toilet to pee- I had to take off my mask, weight belt, BCD, fins AND wetsuit, just to blardee relieve myself.
It took me quite a long time to get used to breathing underwater through my mouth only, using the regulator... and cos I'm hydrophobic, I tend to panic once I feel water seeping into my nose. It sure didn't help that my mask was a softie leaky one. Imagine the horror when I was told I had to learn how to fill my entire mask with water and clear it, still underwater. I'm glad I managed to learn the skill, albeit with much difficulty. Still, I don't foresee myself doing it unless I REALLY have to.
I felt claustrophobia even though I was at the shallow end of the pool, I just felt this urge to breathe normal air, I wanted to get my head out of the water immediately. It took all of my willpower to calm my nerves, to breathe in controlled deep breaths, and to focus on the task at hand. It's okay if water gets in, it's okay it's okay it's okay. Just don't breathe it in. It really is a mental struggle down there.
I'm just totally exhausted right now. Both physically and mentally. 2 down, 1 more to go. And then it's on to Dayang! Whoever said diving is a relak sport?!? I think I need another holiday already.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
bloop.bloop.(installment.one)
Survived my first pool session! So far so good.
One down, two more to go... Three more days to Dayang!
Didn't drown doing the mandatory 200m swim and 10min treading water. I NEARLY died though. Don't laugh. In all seriousness, 200m is a very long distance for me to swim.
My instructor said my finning and my skin diving posture is excellent! I can fin gracefully and I can do the stomach tuck-in thingy to get to the bottom of the pool without much effort. (But of course... I practiced secretly with my sis last week hehehe)
My butt's aching now though, from all that finning. The only consolation I have is that I'm probably finning right. So yippee. More aches please! And firm buns in the process please!
I like diving already... and all I've seen so far is perhaps the floating bits in a very dirty pool (ignorance is bliss)... can't wait to upgrade to seeing fishies in my new turquoise crochet bikini! Nemo, come to mama...
I wanna sink to the bottom with you...
I wanna sink to the bottom with you...
Sunday, July 10, 2005
elevation.280
Went to the Heineken Elevation 280 party over the weekend, this time held at Market Square Carpark right smack in the middle of the CBD area, the fateful CDL building where I used to slog at forming a part of the surrealistic backdrop of the main stage... My friend dragged me across town for binge shopping prior to the event, so by the time we got to Elevation, picked up friends, met friends and got everyone into the event area, I was freaking shacked out already. It certainly didn't help that it was a super humid night- the enormous fans that the organisers had placed at random intervals didn't do much to elevate the humidity and mass of body heat rising in a collective steam from the gyrating crowd. And boy, was it hot! The music was superb, totally immersive, thoroughly danceable, that is, ironically, until the main draw for the night, the UK band Freestylers, came on for their set right at the very end. But let's not dwell on the unimportant details for now...
Elevation was, as usual, a place where you bumped into people you would otherwise not meet. Saw roy (or rather HE saw me first... hello if you're reading this!) and finally met darius, the owner of the cute beetle, met ding with her model friend and looking gorgeous as always, got introduced to my friend's spunky-looking SMU friend, did the whole polite small talk routine with Qihua from AC track, spotted OJ from AC also, and some various hall acquaintances. There was the tall, tanned, chiselled, well-built and utterly delectable Indian-ish model who tried to pick my friend up (w00tw00t! pity about the accent though), and the mat full of funny antics who entertained me whilst I was sitting down at the sidelines during a break. There were hordes of body beautifuls, a lesser amount of face beautifuls, SPGs with the pre-requisite angmohs in tow, a couple of nearly there backless tops (including my friend's), a few fashion disasters, and one very out-of-place but happy-looking auntie. There was beer galore (heineken of course), plastic cups strewn on the floor, tons of sweaty bodies, hours of hard dancing, massive dehydration effects, supper at River Valley Rd (yummy mee goreng, lime juice and prata!), but above all, there was my 3 chiobu sec sch kakis, 1 dive kaki, and I. Cameras were not allowed into the event area, or else we would have been super trigger-happy and I would have more spoils to show for the night here. Alas, my digicam is left forgotten in my friend's car, and I have absolutely no pics that would give an accurate indication of the atmosphere of the night. Will post what pathetic spoils I have at at later date when I retrieve my digicam then. I love weekends!
P.S. The Human Torch is flaming hot!
P.P.S. Wendy, I agree that Jessica Alba is a vase, and a pretty one at that!
P.P.P.S. Kate Spade SALE!!! Need I say more? heh. :p
Friday, July 08, 2005
jackpot!
I felt like I'd struck lottery today.
An unexpected call while I was out running my errands brought me to NewAsia Bar in the company of a friend who's back from London. We had a good chat, polished off an entire basket of utterly delectable calamari (I still maintain NewAsia Bar has the best calamari EVER), and toasted to each other's successful scholarship with martinis. All this before 6pm... heh. We gazed down at Singapore's skyline, replete with the ubiquitous HDB flats that have come to be known as the staple in our local architectural industry; we looked out towards the distant seas and wondered what lands lay ahead; we picked apart SMU's lack of aesthetic value and pondered on the future of design in Singapore; from our vantage point, we imagined what it would feel like skiing off the top of the National Library's futuristic-looking blob roof. His future seems so bright, and although armed with the slightest hint of a paunch this time round, his dimples still captivate and would have charmed the socks off me had I been wearing any. Happiness is such- the feeling of contentment in listening to the other speak about issues close to his heart, the warmth of the sun's rays filtered through the full-height glass planes, the reclining on a plush velvet day bed, the world literally at your feet.
Recently I've been asking myself this question: What do I really look for in a man? Is it looks, money, character, or just a feeling that I get when I'm with him? Is it language, the way he speaks or even the sound of his voice? Is it how big his biceps are or how toned his abs is? Is it height, build, or even just the financial ability to pay for our outings together? Is is similar interests, similar backgrounds or similar opinions? I think love is hard to quantify, and even more impossible to analyse. It all just seems so beyond me. I can't even begin to say why someone would be attracted to me, of all people in the world. Whatever it is, I just know that when it happens, I want to be as comfortable with him as I am with the afore-mentioned friend. I haven't found him yet, just in case you were wondering. Oh, and of course, he's got to be into girls. :p
Thursday, July 07, 2005
it's.a.sad.sad.world
What is the world coming to, what with all these rampant attacks of terrorism occurring frequently? First NYC, then Madrid, and now London? What next? Paris and Moscow? The world has always been a crazy place, but in recent years, it has notched up unbelievable levels of insanity. How can these terrorists have such disregard for human life? How can one live (or die) with such disgustingly huge amounts of innocent blood on their hands? How unsettling is it to have to live in constant fear, to have external insecurities explode in one's face at any time, to have an air of general distrust taint the eyes with which we view the world? Can ANY cause be WORTH scores of priceless lives, valid or otherwise?
Well, those terrorists apparently think so. Perhaps it's a game to them- to see who can kill the most number of people in one fell swoop. It's akin to playing God- the epitome of an act of hubris. The God who gives has every right to take away, but yet, who are these people who have not given anything but taken away everything? As a fellow infallible human being, I admit that I am in no position to condemn or to judge, but whatever it is, I do hope God rids them of their sad and all-encompassing delusions, and that He does it soon. My heart goes out to those who have suffered irreversible losses. It is a sad sad world indeed.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
deep.water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
i have to overcome my fear of water
bloopbloop! i think i've been to the pool more times in the last 2 days than in the last 4 years... finning is quite fun- i like the feeling of sudden accelerated power underwater... granted i still have some way to go before being comfortable in water, at least enough to subject myself to being under a whole ton of it 45 mins at one go, but... is it even possible that i might actually do it?!!?
very excited.. heh.
i'm gonna try my bestest to anyway...
gonna make sure i go to the pool as much as i can
gonna practice my finning and mask skills
gonna drive away the fear of having water in my eyes
gonna get used to the pain of breathing in water accidentally
i'm gonna i'm gonna i'm gonna!
dayang beckons..... days of crystal clear water and intense cloudless skies, bumming on the sand with a beer in hand, bbq-ing lamb chops beside the beach, waking up to crisp morning air and beautiful sunrises, enjoying the chatty company of old friends, with not a care in the world except... do i have enough air?!!?
hahah...
i'm a beach bum! (ok... more bum than beach... still!)
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
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