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For the bored: Greek Mythology 101 , Courtesy of poopoo
Thursday, July 28, 2005
mad.ramblings.
[The following excerpt was taken from an email written to a group of close friends... too lazy to type out again lah...]
Yesterday's scholarship ceremony was stressful man.. i forgot the lyrics to the corrinne may songs i was singing, (i got damn kancheong cos i thought i was supposed to be the 2nd item but they scrapped the 1st item without telling me, so i got a shock of my life when i was introduced first, and had to go up to present immediately...), and all that ribbing about how the scholarship depended on whether we performed well or not, certainly didn't help matters much. Prior to that, it was board members galore and millions of introductions to new faces- i couldn't for the life of me remember anyone's name OR their high-flying titles for that matter... and it didn't help that everyone seemed to be speaking in tongues, what with the acronyms flying around like nobody's business (A&A, DC, PPD, blahblahblah)... Too much brain power around i tell you... the KPMG boss (also known as the Chairman), the CEO, the DCEO, Directors of the individual URA departments, Heads of dunnowhat and dunnowhere, board members who interviewed my during the scholarship interviews, present scholars, juniors whom i recognised from school, all this coupled with having to handle my parents and sis... WAH LAO! *faint*
I also met my mentor for the first time yesterday... He's supposed to be there to provide advice whenever I need it... He went to Cornell to read architecture, and thank God he's a nice guy man... very approachable, very knowledgeable, has the nicest brown eyes, and is relatively good-looking to boot! ahahahaha.... I must say it was such a relief to know that my mentor isn't some loyal old-fogey to the URA establishment. And that he's doesn't hurt the eyes of course. :p
After the ceremony, my family went to No Signboard Restaurant at Pasir Panjang, and stuffed our faces with nearly 250 bucks worth of chilli crab and mantous and various other assortments of food! And everyone loves pincers but they let me have TWO huge huge huge ones all to myself! Supersuper yummy man i tell you... the calories are all worth it!
ok i know i'm rambling on and on here, but i just wanted to let you guys feel a sense of how blessed i feel right now. Yes, it's a blessing cos i surely haven't done anything to deserve all the good that's happening to me now... The scholarship, the being able to go to NYC to study, the many people I've met in URA who seem genuinely nice and who have offered to look out for me, my family who's supportive in their own ways, and of course, YOU GUYS! *sobs*
alright... i shall stop my verbal diarrhoea here. :p
Monday, July 25, 2005
disturbances.
I'm disturbed by the fact that I know two people who are deeply attracted to each other and yet are both still currently in separate relationships. The guy has just declared his attraction to the girl, but what is she supposed to do, considering that she has only known this guy for a maximum of 3 weeks?
I'm disturbed by the fact that my grandma (who has come to live permanently with us here) makes all kinds of weird snores when she sleeps. It's really creepy considering I'm sitting alone in the darkness in front of the computer right now, whilst the whole house is asleep.
I'm disturbed by the fact that I'm soon to be leaving for NYC and yet there are fundamental issues like accomodation and air tickets that have yet to be settled. Time to get off your lazy ass and stop procrastinating!
I'm disturbed by the fact that I have made a conscious decision to run away, as I have been prone to do all this while.
I'm disturbed by the fact that the scholarship ceremony is in 2 days time, and I have yet to fully recover from my sorethroat or rehearse my songs. Also, my father went to cut his hair, short ugly and toot-looking. Yikes!
I'm disturbed by the fact that my room is in one HUGE mess even before I've started to pack. How the hell did I ever manage to accumulate so much rubbish?!?
I'm disturbed by the fact that life has gotten into a routine of nuah activity- eat, sleep, watch tv. School doesn't seem like such an exciting prospect any longer.
I'm disturbed by the fact that I couldn't resist starting on Hairy Porter and hence will be kept awake all night now, instead of relishing it on the insanely long flight to NYC as originally intended.
I'll have no peace of mind tonight.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
splurged.momma's.moolah.
My precioussssssssssss........
*peer...aim...zoom... zoom... zoom... squint...focus....click!*
muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa.... damn damn happy. :)
Kerms and I walked most of Sim Lim today, attempting to find the best prices which our new babies could be purchased at... We went into so many shops that after some time, we got confused and forgot the prices we were offered at the individual shops! Came pretty close to getting scammed too... yikes. We walked off hours later, thoroughly exhausted, a big bag in tow, and veryveryVERY much poorer, but also SO much happier! I think we both got more than what we have originally intended for ahahaha... Ultimate retail therapy man.
(Stehsi! Go get one too! *TEMPT TEMPT TEMPT*)
Now I just need a new Crumpler camera bag to go along with the new toy. *hint* hahaha (just kidding kerms! :p let me know when u're going down ok!)
Saturday, July 23, 2005
happy.bday.mr.chia!
Yesterday's party at Yu Hsien's was a hoot. The place was swarming with overflowing intellect- Cambridge graduates, Stanford post-grads-to-be, Carnegie-Mellon scholars, GIC hush-hush investors, dean's list hoggers, (you get the idea) to say the least. The level of brainpower present was intimidating, but also rather invigorating. People whom I thought were slightly off their rockers back in JC, actually proved to be engaging conversationalists, possessing barmy senses of humour. Met some of his CMU housemates (a heartstoppingly cute xianyi and a funny tse wee), re-connected with some JC classmates (ultra-corny smartt David and siew!!!), joked around with some of the smartest shits from AC (conrad, forever boyish adrian zeng), eyeballed tse wee's GIC colleagues (MEGA gd-looking desmond, smartt dave's Cambridge classmate), stuffed my face full of very yummy sotong balls and otahs while enjoying the easy company of the choir people (chic-in-black-yoowie, bean the lean, teacher bo, leanne). I'm SO going to miss the friends AND the food in Singapore.
Of course, there was also the mandatory magic show by the veryvery dextrous Mr. Chia himself- highly jaw-dropping exorcist-inducing entertainment as usual. Punch a hole through a $10 note with a pen, rip the pen out from the note, and voila! the note is magically whole again? Oh yes. Yu Hsien can do it. Move coins without apparently touching them, only covering them with a shadow? Not a problem, no way-o.
All this while sniffing like crazy the entire time. Bleah. Shoo flu shoo!
Friday, July 22, 2005
humpty.dumpty
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again.
All of a sudden, literally overnight, the world came crashing down. Life is so fragile. You live your life, day to day, seemingly building up a fortress of impenetrable rock, only to realise in an instant that the foundation's been created out of a single matchstick. Like a loose thread that distangles itself from an entire roll of cloth, the more you pull at it, the more the seams come apart. Funny thing is, you never know exactly how vulnerable you are until hurt creeps silently in like a burglar on the prowl. It's not as if anything MAJOR has happened, but the realisation of certain things are enough to undermine the fake sense of security surrounding my life the last couple of months. I thought I wouldn't get hurt again, I thought it didn't matter, as long as I lived my life happy, did the things I wanted to do, the way I wanted to. And I was happy in a way I guess. So what happened? I had glossed over problems, pushing them to the back of my consciousness, willing them away. I'd painted over the cracks hoping they would mend when left untouched, putting up a brave "wet from new paint" front. In due time, the problems resurfaced, the paint peeled away. Still, I yearn for the childlike innocence of yesteryear, always protected, always safe in my own world. I hate feeling like this. Let me just get away from all this nonsense. I need to run far far away. Save me from myself.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
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