a fool's palaver

mood: enthralled

Here is a video of a FREAKIN CUTE KITTEN! I swear, it's soo adorable, so innocent, so beautiful, I'm nearly moved to tears.

I love cats.

 

 P.S: It fell asleep in the end! Wahlao. Damn cute.

mood: irritated

For the benefit of some people! (Ahem, ahem)

These are the modules that I'm taking this semester:

1) PL3233 Cognitive Psychology
2) PL3255 Introduction to Paediatric Psychology
3) PL4207 Social Psychology: Theories and Methods
4) MKT1003 Principles of Marketing

Yes, only 4 modules this semester cuz there was this other module which I wanted to take but the bid points were crazily high. Plus I couldn't find an alternative module to fit my awesome timetable this semester. If all goes well and I get all my preferred tutorial slots, I'll have a THREE-day week with school on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays! FOUR days of weekends. Nicee?

Next week I have two spa appointments in a period of 6 days. Crazy. But, before school starts I'd better be nice to myself (Technically lectures have already started that week).

Oh, and I googled up "Celeste Chen" cuz Han and CC were talking about a certain not-so-famous (well, I don't know her, so she must not be famous), not-so-well-endowed blogger. And, I don't know whether I'll get sued like Xiaxue if I said mean stuff about her so I suggest you go to her blog and see for youself. I'll just state obvious facts that I observed from the many redundant photos I see on her blog. She doesn't smile an open mouth smile (Yes, the irritating, Singapore Ah-Lian constipated trademark smile). And I found the reason as to why this was so a few blog posts later. The -real- reason and it's not cuz she wanted to act cute. There was a (what, 6 secs) video of her saying just the line "Happy New Year."

I was blown away.
She -oozes- with charisma.
Her articulation was -impeccable-.
Her hair, oh her hair, they were sexily falling all over her face which was totally half covered which makes her look oh-so-much better.
Her voice, omg, I felt goosebumps on my neck, my arm, my face.

I really can't believe the way she keeps stating that she is, "afterall, fat and ugly". And that's why she posts 29987498325 photos of herself online for the world to see. Ah, I see.

I loath that, being humble, in an arrogant way.

Well, that's all I've got.

Say hello to my new baby:



Nokia E71. I don't have a name for it because I have learnt my lesson. The one and only time I named a gadget of mine, my Cruzer thumbdrive, Tom Cruise, I lost it!

I traded in my K850i. I'm a little sad to see it go because it's of sentimental value. My mom chipped in -a lot- as my birthday present. But seeing that it has gone to the customer service centre like 4-5 times because of the same problem it keeps giving me (like dying on me), i guess it's time to let it go. I think it's unrequited love. It was my first love, yet K850i kept blanking out, kept hanging up. It's time to say goodbye.

I've settled for less. Yup E71, I'm telling you, you're not as great as K850i, but I know you'll love me more than he did. And I know I'll grow to love you more.

Modules Available in Current Round:
Note: Please enter 0 if you want to retract a bid.

WTF. 3453 points as highest bid for the first module. The person is craa-aa-zy. Today is the first day of bidding. And the number of bidders are rising continuously. Already you can see that for one of the modules, the number of bidders have exceeded the quota. When the 5th (last day of Round 1A bidding) comes, I don't wanna see the statistics man. I don't think my points are enough to get these 3 modules. But I'll hope.

I have to get the modules cuz then my timetable this semester will be awesome. Monday and Friday with no school! =D

mood: envious

If only the guys I know have half the fashion sense of David Beckham and the body to go along. I really really love what he's wearing in all three photos above. Even the littlest accessories are picked with care to match the different styles. Just look at his camel coloured dress shoes! And his aviators! Pretty!! I wonder if Victoria picks his clothes for him? He can't have good fashion sense without being gay.

Rich bastard. Lucky wife.


-sighs-
-swoons-

mood: relieved

the best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
could it be that we have been this way before?
i know you don't think that i am trying
i know you're wearing thin down to the core

but hold your breath because
tonight will be the night that
i will fall for you over again
don't make me change my mind
i won't live to see another day
i swear it's true
because a girl like you is impossible to find
you're impossible to find

this is not what i intended
i always swore to you i'd never fall apart
you always thought that i was stronger
i may have failed,
but i have loved you from the start

oh, but hold your breath because
tonight will be the night that
i will fall for you over again
don't make me change my mind
or i won't live to see another day
i swear it's true
because a girl like you is impossible to find

it's impossible

so breathe in, so deep
breathe me in
i'm yours to keep
but hold on to your words
'cause talk is cheap
and remember me tonight when you're asleep

because tonight will be the night that i will fall for you, over again
don't make me change my mind
or i won't live to see another day
i swear it's true
because a girl like you is impossible to find

tonight will be the night that i will fall for you over again
don't make me change my mind
or i won't live to see another day
i swear it's true
because a girl like you is impossible to find

you're impossible to find.

mood: annoyed

I received an ugly brown mug with the word "Coffee" on it and a matching spoon for my Primary School Christmas present exchange. Yay.

While I bought a super cool and sleek black Sony 2GB thumbdrive to exchange.

I HATE mugs.

Sometimes (actually, most of the time), I wish my thighs don't kiss each other.
I wish I had a tummy that doesn't jiggle whenever I move.
I wish I had toned arms.
I wish I had sunkissed tan skin.
I wish I had cup C breasts.
I wish I had sexy wavy hair.
I wish I had a sharper face.
I wish I had longer slimmer legs.
I wish I am taller.
I wish I'm perfect.

Damn you, Megan Fox.
You make me so fucking depressed.








 

mood: sleepy

Sigh. No luck.
I didn't get my intern. The lady said it was too short a notice when I emailed them and she said that they're busy in Dec and don't have time to plan anything for me. Sounds quite lame to me. But at least she was nice about it, asked me to email them again next year 1-2months before. I'm still sad though. More disappointed than sad though cuz I was really looking forward to doing something I really like. Unlike the Psychological Services Branch at MOE which paid me 10 bucks a day. I don't mind working at SGH for free.

On a side note.. I'm going to watch Cinderella at Esplanade Theatre this January!!! Lea Salonga is Cinderellaaaaaaa. How fantastic is that? I really love her in Miss Saigon, her voice is amazing. Can't wait to watch it. I wonder if Raymond is as excited as me. He doesn't know who Lea Salonga is and it is, afterall, Cinderella. Girlish stuff.

mood: hopeful

I just emailed the HOD of Speech Therapy Department in SGH to request for an internship.
I hope I get it.
Wish me luck!

mood: hungry

I goped photos of Lynn's wonderful 21st from her Facebook and will post it on my blog later on. The food at Garden Hotel was quite delicious save for the soggy, dried up pasta. Everything else was yummy.

There were clam chowder which was super yummylicious cuz of the chunky bits of celery, potato and clams, potato salad, garden salad, Nasi Lemak with its codiments, Thai fish cakes, tofu with minced pork (sadly I couldn't eat), roasted chicken (tender and juicy), fried fish fillet with black sauce, fried pork, laksa, stir-fry celery with mushrooms!, baked scallops!!, salmon SASHIMI!!!, eclairs+swiss rolls filled with ice cream, very sweet custard cream puff, mango pudding, ice kachang, cakes.. the list goes on!! I love it! The room overlooked the swimming pool which gives the whole place a very classy ambience. Nice.

After that, headed to Clarke Quay to meet Cecilia and Shiying for my first clubbing outing with them. Went to DblO cuz I've never been there before and since everybody said that the drinks are dirt cheap AND it's Cecilia's favourite haunt, we made our way there with Cecilia's excellent navigating skills (:

Oh gosh, we danced throughout the night with only short breaks. And my feet were achy cuz of the how many inches high platform wedges I was wearing that night. Oh, coke's only 3 bucks. Zzz. That's cheaper than Fish n Co. (I think). And Shiying gave us a huge smacking kiss on our faces just after drinking half a jug of I-can't-remember-what. That's quite mild since I was expecting more when she warned me beforehand that she has the tendency to grope and touch boobs when she's high. Anyways, it was a nice first DblO with them. 
 

  
  
 

  
  
 
 
 
 

Yesterday I chanced upon the same thing again and it's something that nobody wants to see.

Because someone wasn't IT smart for once and forgot that it will pop up to the screen where it last had been, I saw them.

Again and again. This time I wasn't surprised. I felt more cheated, a lil insulted, disappointed and angry. Angry at myself. Icked at the situation I found myself in. I expected it to happen again, but I didn't know it to be so.. near, and abrupt.

I hate myself for not having the guts to confront you, like I always do. That's what you think of me anyways, always speaking my mind and very quick to reproach. But this time, I couldn't find the courage. I acted like nothing happened and all was well. It was hard trying to put on a smiley face while at the same time, my heart felt like as if a fist grabbed it into a tight full squeeze.

I don't know whether to feel thankful that you didn't tell me about it because ignorance is bliss right? And, well, I guess you need the visual stimulation since I can't provide it all that time when you need it. All the time..?

Or, insulted, because you think by hiding them under many many vague names I won't find it because I'm stupid and ignorant? Or that I'm not good enough and that's why you need those? How do you think that makes me feel? You go there and then come back to me like as if I'm the reality that you can have since you can't have that. Come on, I don't need to sneak around to find out these things, they always appear before me even when I don't wanna know. Next time, please, remember to password protect your precious folders.

Or I should feel angry that you kept these things secret and don't practise what you preach? It's ok if you really really wanna keep those, but do you realise that some of them are really hurtful? I bet you don't realise the consequences of your actions. Yes, you tell me I don't realise the consequences of my bad qualities, but do YOU realise yours?? You complain about someone possessing these repulsive stuff but YOU, you have them. Are you pleased with them, I wonder...?

This is like a lie. These are lies. I have never EVER lie to you before and I never will. Is it hard for people to do the same? Please don't get yourself a ticket to the category of liars because then, I can't help but change my opinions and feelings for you.

Please stop taking the easy way out and for once, be articulate. I wish it's easier for us to talk. I hate this language and cognitive barrier shit.

Wounded. That's what I feel most right now.

Smile now and look at the camera!


 

mood: sleepy

Here are photos from the DoveShowerOk event where Han, Vonne, CC and I worked at during our vacation.
 

mood: grumpy

The school term has started and it doesn't look too good. In fact, I think it's the worse semester I've had so far in terms of the schedule and workload.

And according to Han, it's just gonna go downhill from here. Well, I think some people may have realised it way earlier.. but I don't want to suffer so much just yet. Isn't university life suppose to be better than JC life?? I'm quite depressed thinking about the number of hours I have to spend in school, plus all the datelines. Did i mention that there are 4 datelines in October in which I have at least 2 modules' projects, presentation or quiz due in one day??

Don't get me started on how I spent my whole day at the Central Library photocopying room zapping pages from textbooks.

This is madnessssss!!

I can't imagine what September would be like when fasting starts. Guess I have to spend every odd week Mondays and every Thursday breaking fast in class. And Friday, rushing somewhere to break fast. Sighs. I pray for more blessings from God since I'm gonna fast my September away! >.<

Well, at least I still have FRIA now. Wait till next semester when all 3 of them disappear to the different corners of the earth.

mood: calm

Last Saturday, my boyfriend and I caught The Dark Knight at The Cathay. After the movie, apart from being hungry, as always (mind you, we had dinner about 2 hours before that), we were bored as well and I didn't wanna head home just yet. So, we went to Starbucks and bought my first ever Java Chip Green Tea Frappucino and boy, it was delicious! Ray agreed too, considering he's not really a green tea fan. We sat outside The Cathay instead of Starbucks itself to enjoy the cool night breeze along Orchard Road and of course, our precious green gem.

While at it, I fiddled with my handphone functions, trying to experiment the different options that Sony Ericsson has kindly provided my cybershot. So there I was trying to take 'photography-like' pictures:
 

Then, I think I failed miserably. Then, Ray took my handphone and started doing his thang.. and he came up with these 2 'digital contemporary abstract' photos:
 

Yeah, it's not tooooooo bad. *smirks

Said he experimented with all these when he was younger. Like looong time ago.

And so, if I want to get that National Geographic photographer position, I think I will need a lot more practice. And of course, a professional camera. Seems like my 5mp cybershot is too amateurish. But not bad, aren't they?


 

mood: calm

Once upon a time, when I was in school last semester, I saw a pretty rainbow casted along the floors of some dreary building.

So, I snapped a photo of it..
 

If you look closely enough, all 7 colors are visible (:
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Whee!

 

mood: scared

A few days ago, a friend told me she was reading the blog of a girl whose boyfriend passed away about a month ago, during his NS training in Brunei. Curious, I asked her for the link to the blog. 

It was a bad mistake. And like they said, curiosity killed the cat.

After reading her heart-wrenching posts after her bf's death, I bacame afraid. Her posts haunted me throughout that night. I kept imagining whether the same thing would happen to me next time. And if it did, what would I do? 

And then, I felt utter regret for every single evil, cruel things I did or said to my boyfriend. All the things he did in the past, they're all to make me happy. Like he said, he dotes on me and spoils me silly because he cannot help it, because he loves me. Then, I made a promise to myself that very night after reading her blog, that I would change and be the best girlfriend he truly deserves. Afraid that when he's gone, there will not be anymore second chances for me to make him truly happy. I hope I can hold on to that promise.

Now, I can't help but to check on her blog everyday.. waiting for her new posts, wanting to know how she's feeling with each passing day. I could almost feel her pain. Almost. It's like an addiction I cannot kick. It is not for entertainment's sake, as much as some of you would think so. Deep down inside, I want her to feel better. Like looking through this glass window into her life, and cheering her on even though she can't hear me. It's silly of me to do so because in the end, I would feel unnecessary misery for going back and reading her pain.

Oh, I don't know. The things that she and her boyfriend used to do, it's like any normal couples around, like me and Ray. The messages, the bickerings, the many many outings.. and the photo-whoring sessions. I feel like reaching out to her, to give her a hug and tell her it's okay to cry - but I'm just another stranger trying to give my condolences.

Well, hopefully, she grows stronger each day till one day she would be able to live life blissfully like before.

As for me, I will learn to cherish my loved ones. It's hard not to take somebody for granted until the person is truly gone. I will learn..

Baby, I love you.