The Big Tsunami

I kinda wasted the whole day searching for inspiration to write my upenn essay, unfortunately, there were no muses hanging around to give me inspiration and thus, I'm still stuck at paragraph one. Oh well...



I'm quite shocked by the extent of damage not as a result of the earthquake which measured 8.9 on the Ritcher scale but rather the after effects ie. the tsunami that came crashing down on the coasts sweeping away tens of thousands of unsuspecting victims. It's quite a tragic incident and it reminds me of the show Deep Impact and how that stupid piece of rock from the heavens generated a 500km tall wave that sweeps away the Statue of Liberty. Ah, the destruction of Mother Nature's wrath...yet surely, it reflects on the wonder of how God created this earth, even at the height of its fury. I am postulating, based on what I've learnt in geography, that the tectonic plates, the Pacific and the Eurasian plate finally mustered enough energy to slip past each other, after years of intense pressure caused by the subduction of the pacific plate under the eurasian. Frankly, I can imagine how part of the earth's crust is being remelted and in time to come, emerge as new terrain, in areas where lava sprouts out from the depths of the earth's upper mantle. Okay, enough of geography.



I actually must thank God for certain things...my parents and my bro had the intention to extend their trip to Phuket when they were in Bangkok but luckily, some kind soul who pick-pocketed my mom of a few thousand dollars, came to their rescue and there was no mood to continue on with the holiday that already included an episode of Jonathan puking at the Sheraton...in the hotel room toilet of course, thank goodness! Pity that some holidays such as isabelle's were cancelled because of this but it's a blessing in disguise...you never know what might happen when they are there... At least, I doubt they lost any money cause their tickets weren't exactly bought and I bet belle and mich are more than happy to have the original sum directed to the purpose of post-christmas shopping.



Yes, more than ten thousand people have died from just a tiny wave, in the eyes of God that is, so you can just imagine the power of God. WOW. Anyway, as Malthus (I think) stated, perhaps natural disasters are just a different way for nature to control the burgeoning population and to ensure that we all have enough food to last us for the next couple of years, or perhaps, in my perspective, a subtle form of revenge for the way we have destroyed, plundered and polluted this wonderful earth we live on.



Mother nature. I salute you.



9 more days.

Happy Boxing Day!

The Yeo's christmas gathering yesterday was great - I haven't felt any happier after attending it. Well, God taught me about fellowship this year and despite my initial skepticism and apprehension about it, God told me to just enjoy and adopt the same attitude to which I use when I'm with my friends. It's great to go to a place without expectations and yar, even though Uncle Charlie had dropped my gift somewhere, which he should replace soon, I didn't really feel disappointed about having less gifts. Can still remember many years ago counting the number of presents everyone had and realising that I only had 6 instead of 7. I almost cried there and then but yes, I was still a kid then.

Was co-organising the programme with Nicky, no thanks to Uncle Steven and his great skills of delegating work to us - he notified us 5 days before the day itself. The programme went okay, and even though my bingo game (inspired by the one at prom) screwed up, I think everyone had a fun time.

Oh, I didn't make a mistake in dyeing my hair. Everyone loves it and even Auntie Valerie (who used to think I dressed badly) said she loved it. Auntie Evelyn came in after her Christmas service in church and screamed when she saw me. Terribly amusing. Teeheehee. Uncle Aik How asked me what colour it was though, to which I couldn't find an answer - I just told him that I told MY stylist to give me a colour that wasn't too 'beng'. Haha. The presents that I got this year were great, so I shall adopt what I did this year, which is to send out a list of things I want.

Here's what I got: an adidas cap from TAH, Timberland T-shirt and cap from Peter, polo from mama, 2 shirts from steven and family and bedsheets from uncle tony and family who's currently in Canada now. Yupz, so I'm quite happy cos I went there without expectations and came back feeling much better than previous years. God has SO taught me this year how to handle relationships - though the one with my younger bro leaves a lot to be desired. Oh well, it's just part and parcel of life.

Stayed up till about 3 am trying to burn CDs again and writing Christmas cards - my stupid CDs weren't compatible with the writer so I gave up. Woke up again at 6.45 am to prepare for church. Julia came early, but I felt bad about leavin her out cause I was busy trying to prepare all the stuff, but I'm glad she enjoyed it and I'm glad she came.

The drama didn't go as well as I expected. Firstly, the IT was screwed up - someone had deleted the TM folder on the com so the presentation was gone. Luckily, I brough the CD which contained some of the stuff so it wasn't that bad. Unfortunately, it wasn't updated and so I had to redo everything again, to which I forgot to click Save. Worst, someone rebooted the com and everything went down the drain and I realised that everything was gone only 2 minutes before the actualy drama itself. As if things weren't bad enough, my mike was screwed up and plagued with irritating noises and interferences so the PA team was nice enough to switch it off. Sighz, ended up screaming my voice hoarse throughout the entire event and I pity those behind who couldn't hear me. However, I wonder why people say that I was the clearest despite Liz and Cheryl having working mikes...I wonder. Oh, revelation: I have a loud voice and a big mouth - sounds like I'm a walking loud-hailer. Oh well, the gifts of God. Teeheehee. Luckily, we managed to work around and had last minute translations with help from Mich, Tsura and Sarah. Thank God for them.

After the dismal first service, I zoomed up to fix the powerpoint and finished it in double time. Redid a mike check again and things went well initially. However, the second performance was plagued by feedback, feedback and more feedback and I was literally prancing on stage to try to minimise it. Seemed as though I had forgotten a line but oh well, the downfalls of technology and an inexperienced VA team - our YF VA team rocks man. So I performed the drama again without my mike on and my staff broke too. Sighz. I guess things weren't meant to go well.

Gave away all the Christmas presents that I bought for my CG mates, bought for the guys, neglected the girls cos I didn't have time and had no idea what to buy. Mark loves the mini skateboard - he said it was "Cool dude" and welcomed me to the club. Got a few gifts here and there - a bookmark of a mask that was reserved for the "upper class old people" from Bryan and Cheryl, and a cookie from Liz. Nothing else. Sighz - it is better to give then receive eh.

But the one thing God taught me this time was that it is the salvation of people that counts much more then the success of the drama. Upon further reflection, I think that I should have heeded the signs about just focussing on the youth drama and just forget about doing it for the main service - I guess God just didn't want it. So, despite the glitches, the (un)glamourous poses onstage when angel gabriel spoke, God spoke this Christmas, clearer then ever. And yes, even though I felt that this was the worst drama in my entire life (despite all those who have said good job and well done, to which I feel are just formalities and words of encouragement), two people told me the exact same thing - God appreciates your efforts. Wow. The exact same thing from two people who don't know each other at all - now that's not a mere coincidence. So the whirlygig of a screwed-up drama brings in its revenges and it has taken me thus long to realise that God appreciates my work. Thank you God, you've really encouraged me.

Just had a conversation with Julia and asked her what she felt about our church. Btw, she hails from a Catholic church so it was a very different experience for her, she even asked me whether BCC was charismatic, which, to me means that her church is REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY traditional. But yar, she encouraged me to attend Mast or something just to understand the different "cultures" and the diff. ways people worship. Perhaps one day. Perhaps.

So Christmas this year is really what I call Christmas. Perhaps the Reason for the Season was one of the best times of my life this year eh? Looking back, the year is almost gone and boy has it flew in the wink of an eye. Free Gift?! last year seemed like yesterday and I'm growing old and going to earn my very first paycheck from the RSAF, very soon.

Well, I'm entering NS in a few days time which is going to be an entirely different journey and yeah, He's definitely prepared me in some way. I suddenly sense that me and CYX are going to be put together, for some reason. We'll find out, on 6 Jan 2005, 8.30 am, Basic Military Training school, Pulua Tekong. Quite exciting!

Teeheehee. (I am so being influenced by Michelle)

Merry Christmas!

Haven't updated in a long while because I am a very busy person. Busy doing university applications, which I have been slogging at, socialising and catching up with friends and finally, doing last minute christmas shopping.



Spent the 21st and 22nd at Mich's house to celebrate her birthday, though it wasn't quite the event of the evening given Channel I's rundown of soccer matches which sent the boys, (except me and Kelvin) scrambling to the google box. Soceer, what a game. Oh, I mistook Gloria's "so cute!" as referring to Jason Yang when it was reserved for Paprika, the son of a bitch which could be mistaken for a rug - terribly embarassing. Spent the whole night and the morning talking about all sorts of stuff, from things that happened during MOB to certain people and the splitting of CG10, well I guess I've broken my record for the longest conversation. Anyway, it's great to see Michelle having so many friends at her party, which I kinda envy, given that each year, mine's usually without anyone, since EVERYONE is studying for some sort of major exam or another. Okay, time for me to stop comparing and getting depressed, to count my blessings and to remember (as Michelle reminded me) those in Africa who can't even celebrate their very first birthday.



Yet there is an underlying problem, all this comparison and stuff. I suppose I tend to set high expectations and ideal situations that often don't come true and even when they do, the utility, the happiness, the satisfaction sometimes just fails to meet what I have in mind. Christmas is always a sober reminder of how much receiving gifts is not important. Frankly, it's a hard lesson to learn and struggling to overcome the depression that arise from seeing so many people receiving so many gifts and not getting back in return is draining, for I see it as how much another person values me. Materialistic eh? The irony is that I accuse people of being too superficial and hey, I get this satisfaction from receiving material gifts...heh.



I finally spent my G2000 on this nice shirt with blue stripes. cost me an additional $9.00 but i think it's quite nice. Finally, something for myself.



Was at ZY's house today for a class gathering cum Christmas party. Wasn't really that fantastic but it was just great to see my friends, ZW, Ben, Cheek etc. all with their new but common hairstyles. Gift exchange was terrible, I was the unfortunate one to be alloted ZY as my gift giver, who gave me a pair of super ugly slippers, those which old men wear. I'm kinda disgusted actually and disappointed, I didn't even get a card from ZW this year. Didn't exactly receive a gift from anyone else either (except Jason's letter), instead giving every single person a CD full of class pics and videos, which I painfully took to burn and cards which I individually personalised and wrote a different message. I hope people actually appreciate it. Urgh.



Took a walk with the remaining few, meh meh, boonk, esther, KP, Jason down Orchard road, which was just havoc. Never knew Orchard was such a happening place during Christmas, with everyone spraying fake snow at unsuspecting passerbys. Even got to witness a fight a Taka - cool. Meh meh was just exhilarated by that mini fiasco and was telling me how much he enjoyed Man U and Arsenal matches since they always ended up in fights between the fanatic fans. But overall, it was rather sian, cos everyone else was having fun, and this bunch of stoners just seemed to be disgusted by everything happening around them. Well, I should have bought those 5 for $10 cans of snow and distributed it - hopefully SO3E people will lighten up. I was so hoping to get sprayed by snow, quite fun actually, and a great way to jsut go havoc but again, things are often not up to my expectations, disappointment again.



Tomorrow's gonna be the Yeo family's Christmas gathering, which I've learnt to hate. As a grandson who doesn't carry the surname Yeo, it's been torturous to endure and actually know that you're treated as an outsider. Everyone denies this but they're actions just betray them. Perhaps we don't fit into the class of people that they are - and no matter how much I strive to meet their expectations, it ain't beat the miniscule things done by the second eldest grandson, one who'd actually carry on the family line. Come on, we're living in a modern age, surely we can put aside name differences and just treat each other with respect.



I dread tomorrow, since I'm running the programme as well.



Merry Christmas everyone.



I'm sick of it.



On the other hand, I found out that a friend of mine received Christ and actually got baptised. Have been praying for him and well, this is the first time God has ever answered my prayer (for someone to accept Christ). I guess it just takes time, for God to put His plan to work and yeah, for me to know that things to instantly happen. Also, it really comforting to know that Wilson actually accepted Christ despite his parents having fallen away from God. PTL, but hopefully, he too will be able to touch the hearts of his parents and turn their hearts back to God. Anyway, Julia's coming to see me perform this Sunday, perhaps with Wilson. Yippee.

Dinner at Sizzler's

Nothing much happened today, except that I was desperately trying to finish up my UCAS personal statement...I wondering whether I really want to go UK or am I just going for the sake of it...I don't know. University applications just suck cos of the fact that I don't really have fantastic writing skills and that my English standard is just going downhill. What is happening to me?!



Dinner was spent at Sizzler's with the comm, I kept silent for quite a while cause I didn't really click with those around me - alas! Mark Chow was sitting on the other side of the table and again, teasing me about studying and stuff. Hate it and find it very over used but I'll just let it go. I spent a whole night eating, basically sending any efforts to improve my fitness down the drain. I can't do pull-ups anymore, which is a terrible thing and my muscles are just a flabby mess of fats. I'm FAT! Yet why am I still eating?! Oh well, as Joash said, enjoy what you have. I guess he's right. I should enjoy myself.



I may be going to Zouk on Wednesday to catch Rebecca, she's taking part in some jc thingy, like a popularity and looks contest, which I find rather stupid. Rebecca, what on earth are you doing?!



Anyway, there's nothing much to surf on the internet and nothing much to do at home, except to go out and shop. However, I'm terribly running short of cash, ARGH! I shall send an email to everyone with my Christmas list. People, please get me some nice gifts!

1. Accessories: shades, dogtags, things to wear around my neck, silver chain
2. A CAP, white one, nike or adidas that will go well with my BOTAK head
3. A nice shirt, stylish enough for the new year
4. Some nice CDs for my listening pleasure to bring into the army

24/7

Had coffee today @ Coffee Bean with Dexter to catch up - this holiday for me has been spent doing a lot of it lol. Anyway, we were talking about things like army life, christelle etc. and basically chilling out at Junction 8, which I must say, has changed a whole lot.



At night, the family went to watch a musical by Covenant Evangelical Free Church, 24/7 which was a repeat and modified version of Neighbours which we saw two years ago. Despite watching it two years ago, we could still remember the entire storyline and recognise the songs, which I don't think changed very much. However, the rewrites weren't that good and some of the issues that the writers put in, for example homosexuality were included but not developed or even touched on, which was quite unfortunate. There were some familiar faces and new cast members but everything overall was quite the same. The jokes that were inserted were of the same nature which showcased the distinct style of the original writers who did the re-write.



However, the best part was meeting Zai Xiang and recognising him onstage after so many years. Such a small world to see my PSL from 6 years ago in the same church that my uncle is a pastor at. SMALL WORLD. Luckily, I was able to catch him after the musical. ZX looked stunned at first but after saying 1H etc. he finally recognised me. Nicholas was there too and there was a sense of nostalgia. Both had similar reactions to meeting me... "You look familiar" and the "you were so small and cute in sec 1" with the hand gestures at the appropriate height. Well, I guess I've changed; they haven't. Nicholas is currently in LSE doing Law and back for the hols, while ZX is currently studying at SMU. Way cool.



Don't know why, but it seems that this holiday is going to spent catching up with many people and building relationships. So far they include:



Shopping with SY, Esther, KP before prom - 3 Dec

Shopping with Isabelle and Yaxin - 4 Dec

Prom - 5 Dec

BB Boys - Company dinner 10 Dec

Leader's Retreat (including archer on the 12)- 10 - 12 Dec

Sec 1/2 class - 16 Dec

Dexter - 19 Dec

ZX and Nicholas (my sec 1 PSLs) - 19 Dec

The new tertiary fellowship - 17 Dec

Keith and Tsura - Christmas drama (including a shopping trip with Keith and Mich on 17 Dec)



with more coming up...

TM comm dinner @ Sizzler 7pm - 20 Dec

Shopping and lunch with Chee Keen

Upcoming Christmas party for JC class - to be confirmed

Family Christmas celebration - 25 Dec



this holiday is so fun!!!

The Reason for the Season

TM412 Christmas Outreach 2004



Finally, the drama is over, concluded, done, finished etc. Had quite a great time doing it, despite having some of cast members overseas and stuff like that but we managed to pull it off quite well, with God's grace I must add. The cast was really nervous, me included before we went onstage. I don't quite understand why I still get the butterflies in my tummy syndrome but I guess I haven't been onstage for quite a while, plus it was an unfamiliar crowd with many new visitors, so it's not quite the same feeling as seeing the same faces, ie your friends.



The drama brought in quite a bit of laughs: some of the notable ones include: Tsurayuki Murakami Guan Zhi which flashed during the intro ppt, the cell rejuvenating face masque, the Hebrew PUB, my "fishy" line, "you put God in a lunchbox" and who will forget the moment when Angel Gabriel spoke, complete with sound effects.



For those who don't know, I played the role of Ryan, a wetblanket metrosexual. Cool eh?! Had eyelines in my eyes, petroleum jelly on my lips and foundation that clogged up every pore on my skin. Oh, I got to wore my new Billabong jeans which I bought yesterday for the first time! Yippee!



There were a few boo boos I made, which I shall now declare.



Firstly, I screwed up my first line, which was really obvious. Mind block.

Lesson learnt: Run through lines right before you go onstage.



Secondly, I didn't switch on my mike for the second part. Luckily Dave reminded me about that while I was onstage. I did switch it on, but I guess I switched on the wrong switch (there were two). Thank God that the first lines of the second half of the play was in the dark, allowing me time to actually turn it on, though I failed to get it back into my pocket before the lights came on. So I was stuck in a posture with a hand in my back pocket listening to the Angel Gabriel speak. Guess no one noticed that. Lalalala. My sis was telling me about how Kelvin was busy snapping photos while I was stuck in that unflattering posture. Argh.



Anyway, I was glad that quite a few people accepted Christ - Two at least from the two discussion leaders that I spoke to so far. So God has indeed kept his promise. I believe that in the coming years, He will be faithful. PTL!



The evening was great fun, I think everyone enjoyed themselves. Btw, my drama team ROCKS. It seemed quite peaceful when some individuals away, but now that they are back, it's another story. Sighz. Challenges lie ahead.

I've not been slacking for the past few days...In fact, I'm hardly ever at home since my holiday is kinda packed to the brim.



A few things have happened in my life this past week. Firstly, the maid has gone home for the week, leaving behind a trail of a mess that my family leaves behind, as well as a grumpy mom who can't stop nagging despites all efforts to do my share of the house chores. Perhaps I've taken my maid for granted, and forgot that she does a GREAT job in keeping my home in a decent condition. My mom gets really really really really really stink (as Dave puts it) when she has to do housechores. I don't understand why she has to go to great lengths to frustrate and make comments about everyone, like she's the only one taking the initiative. I do my stuff, so I'll just keep quiet and let her do the talking. Yet again, I'll get scolded for not listening to her and being disrespectful. Yada, yada, yada. Perhaps it's best to adopt a servant's attitude, from what i've learnt from Leader's Retreat - which is to do my stuff and not expect anything. In fact, I don't - just that my mom gets off my back.



Right now, I take the entire day to mop the floor. Can't really believe that the satisfaction that I derive from hearing squeaking when people walk over it is just indescribable. Now I know what the meaning of squeaky clean is. Jon helped to sweep it, but left tons of dirt and broom hair on the floor. Thanks very much dear brother. Was talking to Michelle on the phone about drama and carassing the floor with my sole. Though it sounds sick, but I just couldn't help cooing over what a smooth and nice floor it was. Ah, the joys of doing housework.



I know it's wrong to bitch about parents but I guess I have to let it go somewhere, or risk letting it out on anyone who steps on a raw nerve. It's not that I don't want to do anything, but she always nags at the wrong time. I would appreciate it if she just asked a second time or something, especially when I forgot to do something... cos she just strings them all up and it's hard to catch what she says, instead of adding spice to it with things like "I don't like your attitude" and stuff...drives me and my dad mad. It just drives us mad and I'd rather sit in front of my com and chat with my friends instead of doing whatever she told me to - REBELLION. Well I guess I should do chores IN FRONT OF HER, let her know I'M DOING SOMETHING and just forget about taking initiatives. Urgh.





BB Reunion Dinner



10th December, 7.30pm, Civil Service Club. A day of nostalgia and a somber reminder that hey, I'm getting old. Although it was meant for primers, which I was supposed to be one but never got down to committing myself too, I tagged along as an ex BB boy. Despite the many new faces ie the new batches, there was an air of nostalgia - the event was held at the exact same venue (where we found cockroaches in the chilli sauce a year ago), there were the familiar bunch of us from the same batch, the same officers, and who can forget, my dear Sec 4 English teacher, Ms Tang whom I fondly remember telling us during lesson that she had to refill her red pen and came back only when the bell rang. Perhaps my pride and joy was the batch that was taking over the company, the very sec ones that I was in-charge of when they first stepped into 60th Company. Though I don't remember much about the process of training them up, I can still recognise most of them - they are still the same sec ones (in my eyes that is) just grown up. Perhaps one of the more unpleasant events of the evening came from Joshua Lai, who is still an ass to some extent. My mistake of not sitting next to Wenbin, and as I was quite cynical about certain things, I threw out some comments. The ever goody two shoes proceeded to lecture me about being more sensitive etc. which made the situation super awkward. That spoilt my evening. Thank goodness I don't have to work with him EVER again. Bad things aside, I got to meet up with my ASL (chong keat) and my dear friend Chee Keen and found the article that I forgot that I had ever written in one of those annual magazines, with a few pictures of me in Sec 1,2,3,4. Seeing my transformation was just - Cool.



Leaders' Retreat



Spent a great time there even though I missed the first day. Rushed straight to Rhindu right after the BB dinner and reached Dave's at about 12am, quite cool eh and surprised everyone with my appearance the next morning. Oh, we had an archery course at night on Saturday at Jurong which was really fun and exciting. Got a pathetic score of 3 out of 8 arrows which hit on target at the end but I was quite happy and I didn't get 0 - Edmund picked up the dubious honour. Looking forward to the Sizzler dinner on the 20th!



Christmas Drama



Well, that has taken up half of my holidays with the highly intensive rehearsals. The props are done, visuals are spectacular (cos I did 'em lol and I'm acting) and the script has been memorised. I'll have the honour of taking up the role of Ryan, a wet blanket metrosexual so catch me later on at 7.00-9.00pm TM412 Christmas Outreach event : "What's the Big Fuss about Christmas". Yippee.



Tertiary Fellowship



The church is starting a brand new fellowship for young adults so we won't fall through the cracks. I'm not really excited about it, cos we're the experimental batch and from my past experiences, it ain't a good one. Hopefully, I'll be able to resolve issues with certain people such as S***** who has hurt me deeply in the past - I was cheated by the superficiality of this person, who brought me back down to yf by "befriending" me and blatantly ignoring me once she achieved her goal. Disgusting. But I guess I'll have to get over it. It ain't good for the soul... The event was held as Isabelle's house and with my CG members there, it wasn't as bad. I was though rather stone since I was tired from shopping (I bought a new pair of jeans and finally utilised my Isetan vouchers) and the afternoon rehearsal. Besides, I'm still having trouble fitting in, though I don't really express it openly. Mark Chow keeps stereotyping me, well I know fair well that I don't bury my head in books all the time - I know it's a joke, but hey, JC is over - time for a new one.



Sighz.

RJC Prom 2004 - Tequila Sunrise - A Review

Met up with the guys at room 610 at Conrad hotel after meeting up with ZW at City Hall. Most of the class was already there and

One night of glitz and glamour which eventually began to fade as the night progressed.

That's quite an apt way to sum up RJC's prom for this year so here's a review of the good, the bad, and the fashion hits and misses.



The night started off with a flash, and many more flashes. People started taking pictures the moment they arrived to capture those last moments before they all progressed into the next step of their lives. Suntec's atmosphere was quite okay but it was unwelcoming in the fact that the personnel over there started shooing us into the ballroom stating the reason that we were blocking public space. I noticed a foreign couple who stood by the side, wondering what the big fuss was about and looked as though prom itself was an event listed on the itinerary of What's on This week in Singapore. The event was meant to start at 6.45 but as with all Chinese wedding dinners, it started at approx 8 I reckon, with the emcee desperately trying to get the photo taking frenzied bunch of RJC people to sit down.



The stage was a letdown, poorly decorated and situated at the side of the hall, where all the lights were facing the other direction, so basically, it wasn't illuminated. The rose spray painted on discs was typical of this year's batch of RJC councillers which equates to three letters - BAD. The quality of the council is reflected in the quality you get.





The emcee



The emcee was not one of us but an outsider who sucked big time. He's crude attempts at making jokes came crashing down as he costantly made fun of other people's names which I found quite appalling. Not only that, his jokes were extremely lewd and he was an obnoxious f*cker who just couldn't keep his mouth shut and constantly screamed into the microphone.Yuck.



So far so bad.



The Food



Surprisingly, the food was good as compared to those at Ritz. From what i've heard so far, $80 at Ritz can't really get you a decent meal so $69 wasn't too bad a deal. In the whole 8 course, some dishes were great while others were okay, nothing as terrible as RI's monte's cafe in the good ol' days.



The Fashion Hits and Misses



My favourite part. I wore a dark brown pinstriped suit together with a rustic brown shirt and yellow tie, my hair dyed a slightly golden. I shall leave the rest to my critics while I critique the rest.



Fashion Misses:



Frankly, when I walked into the room and saw Crys, the first thing that came to my mind was that she looked like a hooker. In a tight yellow dress and rainbow coloured belt, the make-up left her looking like she had had a nose job in most pictures. Bad combination.



Zyang looked nothing but unglam in his sharked skin coloured suit courtesy of his dad. He didn't look like a shark but he did look like a fashion disaster. Horrible taste. However, that did not stop him from winning the 5th prize of a digital camera in the lucky draw, perhaps a good way of the glitzy night in mocking him by making him go up on stage.



Decked out in a champagne gold gown, Es's hair was quite a disappointment, which further made everything looked worse. Unfortunately, the gown on her looked unflattering as she didn't have the assets to show it off. Bad mistake.



My dear friend CW, came in a short sleeve shirt without a decent tie. Goodness me, even Zhong Wei made it a point to borrow his suit. Unfortunately, even though his name appears under my good friends list, it also appears under my list of the worst dressed.



Fashion Hits:



Sharon was stunning in a white and light blue gown and curled hair. She looked gorgeous the moment she entered and I couldn't stop looking at her. Wow.



Pink is for bimbo but Boon Seer carried it off stunningly. Amazingly, her tight dress which was rather short wasn't degrading to her figure and though it's a fine line between looking like a hooker and looking amazingly elegant, Boons carried it off with such poise and such a figure, it's hard not to imagine her as the poster girl on the cover of a magazine. Thumbs up. Not forgetting, she's extremely photogenic and the picture she took with me, bedazzling - unfortunately, it just made me look even uglier. Sighz.



Al with make-up was quite a refreshing sight. Her light yellow gown and shawl was quite elegant, adequately covering up for her bonny skeletal figure. A wise choice.

Yangqi was one of the better dressed. In fact, he looked dashing in his blue and white striped shirt from Zara. Always admired this guy's taste in clothes and he seems to do it effortlessly and carries it off like a guy who has really good taste. He has that sporty kind of look, a bit heck care but this guy has substance. He deserves credit for that hip and stylish get-up.

Cheryl looked good in her classic LBD (Little Black Dress) and a fake tattoo that started peeling off midway during the dinner. Terribly amusing. Unfortunately, she lacked a bit of height; perhaps stilts could have aided her in reaching greater heights.

Other include: Yang Qian, Jamie, Pamela and def more whom I don't know...

Prom's tomorrow!

Dec 1: Got my hair done.

Dec 2: Got my face done. (after starting on our first Christmas drama rehearsal)

Dec 3: Suit bought, after 8 hours of non-stop shopping.

Dec 4: Pants altered. Prom's tomorrow. Great!



Dec 5: Prom.

Mom's coming back

Don't want to see her, don't wish to hear her. Peaceful days are over.



Going for rehearsals later for Christmas drama. We're finally starting!!! yippee!! and I'm acting as a met. lol

It's over

That's the tone I used when I finally realised that the A levels were over. 13 years of my formal education has come to an end and yes, I am ready to embrace the adult world with open arms.

As a customary practice, the econs S people, who finally finished the race decided to go out and celebrate. Well, it has started a series of days of firsts for me. Went to K-Box for the first time in my entire life together with Esther, SY, ZW and Al, which wasn't really my cup of tea (ah, we did drink peach tea there) and just sang Karaoke, which was a waste of time to me that is. Lunch over there wasn't too bad though and I ate up half of Alina's rice cause she couldn't finish it (why do girls have such small stomachs?).

Everything was quite monotonous and the memories of the anti-climax when the O-levels ended came flooding back. Perhaps I had already celebrated after that Drat Bio MCQ paper which I think I, and the rest of Singapore screwed up (hopefully). Had gone to watch the Incredibles with the class that day and wasted like 3 hrs trying to "shop" with 3E guys.

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Let me tell you, I will never forget the day when we stormed G2000. There was a few guys, I suspect from HC or AC who were in that doing fittings. Boy you should have seen the shock on their faces when a whole bunch of white nerds came storming the place. I tell you, it was EMBARASSING. Anyway, people left one by one, and our group shrank to a more manageable size. At least, those really sian people, I shan't exactly point out who were gone. So I decided, why not me and Ben head to coffee bean, get a nice cup of coffee and just enjoy and nice chat. We sneaked off but was in the end joined by the rest who caught us (why do I make us sound like a couple?! Gosh...He's just my really good friend who currently is in Okaido enjoying sushi and soaking in the atmosphere and rays of the rising sun). SY, Jason, Enming and Shiming. So yar, we had a nice chat and rested our tired feet that had been in use for the past 3 hrs non-stop.

Later, the guys decided to DOTA and tried desperately to get me to learn and join them. Nah, computer games, I'd rather play Roller Coaster Tycoon than hacking characters to death (I derive more pleasure from watching people die in crashing roller coasters going at top speed. WooHoo!) So we headed for Dhoby Ghaut (Michelle: note Dhoby gHaut) and I went home. Was rather tired from the entire day. Sigh. Anti-climax.

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Well, my mood was kinda spoilt when Michelle called and said the Christmas comm rejected our script saying it was too long when they allocated us only 10 mins. Got quite pissed again, cause firstly, they hadn't updated us on what had been going on and secondly, they were treating us like a script churning machine again. SO much for initiative. heh.

Anyway, heading to do my UC Berkley app. Crap.