the week after the mid sem break is always the best... NOT.

i.will.*&^%$#@$%^&.survive.

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The mythical King Midas had his Golden Touch. All that he touched would turn into gold.

I have the Geraldineeeeeeee Touch. Kitchen Appliances I touch will ultimately die.

All Kitchen Appliances will eventually cease working over time, but Only I Have The Power To Bring It's Retirement Forward.


Great. I sound like the Death Note of Appliances.



Kitchen Appliances reading this: Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

hc130 rocks

chinese orchestra...

I did some CNY shopping - New Clothes!! And I'd be attending a philharmonic concert on Saturday, the first concert in a long while. =)

Went back to hc*co (oh cg i add a * to stop my blog from appearing whenever someone searches for it online you see...) to listen to their practice. The set piece is a lovely song and I think the juniors are doing quite well too =) Choice piece.. I think the current "obvious" choice would be quite good too.. in fact, it sounds better than how we sounded at this time 2 years ago. =P Obviously there are things to improve on, like -ahem- general orchestral discipline, and soloists need to practice more, and chuiguan can sometimes be barely heard (even though the juniors are all damn good! Maybe its the seating arrangement...) and of course yinzhun erm... yea. And the individual sections have to sound like one before there can be any talk about the orchestra sounding like one. (nearly) Every member's very technically competent, so I suppose its the all important 默契 left.

But in all, I'm looking forward to them clinching the honours award aka best college orchestra again. =) I know hc*co can do it!!

Miss being in brown uniform and playing in that orchestra with those few people so much...

I should make a trip to ny*co soon. Before syf, preferably. Haha.


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Because I haven't posted anything medically-related of late, here's something that's a year and some overdue: cholangiocarcinoma

And because I had a (*&^%$# back pain last week, here's the relevant article in case anyone's interested.

Chinese New Year News.

I am supposed to get better. C'mon back, stop being lazy, show some improvement will ya. Pain level has stagnated since Day 1 of CNY. Within bearable levels, but could very well do WITHOUT.

Oh well, at least I can lie on my back now (for periods of time) and stretch a little. Have no intention of er, stretching my limits any time soon.

I like CNY a lot. Apart from some thrashy remakes of the traditional songs, much of what I hear is good. Especially the cd played by this clothing shop in suntec - pure 华乐 with no extra drumset in the background nor human voice. I wanted to ask them where they bought the cd from. And the pineapple tarts and the mandarin oranges (but this year's oranges are quite thrashy-sian) and the bak kwa and the pig stomach and abalone soup and sadly, the extra weight. =(

Day 1 of CNY was very much subdued, which is a good and bad thing. I got to see my cousins on my dad's side whom I have not seen for 2 years because I didn't go visiting last year for obvious reasons. (apart from wq who's also in the same uni and another who came over a few days ago...) And there are more little kids running around now, with more on the way. My generation has moved up from being the 3rd (and youngest) generation to the 2nd generation. Of course there has been no change in generation standings on my mum's side, seeing that I'm the eldest of my generation (even if you take the entire extended family into consideration - my grandma was the eldest of 10 -or 11- siblings, and I think I have a few distant uncles/aunts who only just recently married. Nobody older than me calls me aunty though.) so unless I (or my brother) actually gets married and have kids anytime soon (which is not going to happen), I'd remain as the youngest generation there. Hmm.

Sidenote1: I don't actually recognise any granduncles/aunts or uncle/aunts apart from those whom I see everyday, and the 2 who dropped by regularly when my grandma was still around.

Sidenote2: Red packet collections have fallen drastically since I was a little primary-school going kid. Now its only half a day of family visiting and I'm done for the year.

Sidenote3: My paternal cousins concluded that my brother strongly resembles my older male cousin. (The only 2 guys out of the 12 of us making up this generation who call my grandparents grandparents.) (Do I make sense?) Which leads us to the conclusion (don't ask me HOW) that they will both resemble my granddad when they are 50 years older.

As always, a trip to River Hongbao was made. I saw some pretty 葫芦丝 there going for $100 EACH. It's more expensive than the average price of my 笛子 la! So no thanks, I'd get my 葫芦丝 when I visit Yunnan in the far off future.

Since I mentioned traveling I might as well state that One Day I'd love to make a long trip to China and visit all the places which inspired the 华乐 pieces which mean a lot to me. Like 苏州 for 姑苏行, 云南 for 难忘的泼水节, see the 敦煌壁画 for 飞天 and the list goes on. This would mean that I'd have to be Very Rich and Damn Free, which isn't going to ever happen in this lifetime. And even if I actually have that kind of money, I'd want to visit Europe first. -shrug- Just a fantasy then.

hs is in the Big Apple now. The World Looks Green To Me. hmph.

Ouch.

After a visit to nuh, 1 IM to the buttock and another to the arm, 4 hours of bed rest, an xray, discharge, painkilling tablets, some gel and a night of sleep, I'm on the road to recovery woohooo~~

Though I still cannot carry anything heavy without feeling pain e.g laptop.

My legs feel some pain. I sure hope its due to my sleeping position and not something more serious like a slipped disc -cross fingers-

Lesson learnt: NO MORE LAST MINUTE WORK. (Try to.)

Valentine's Day.

No date? No problem.



No flowers? I forgot to buy my own. Bah.

A Day After.

Vielen dank to the many people who wished me 生日快乐 in various languages!! I feel so loved -floats- and to (most of) my dearest fellow 1987-babies, DON'T GLOAT OVER ME HITTING 20: IT'D BE YOUR TURN REALLY SOOOOOON.

And if you're reading this and didn't wish me a happy birthday, well, I know that it slipped your mind. =P -the ego strikes- It's okay, I forgive you.

-ducks flying eggs and tomatoes-

Well. The birthday was a very normal day. No celebrations, nada. Zilch.

But the day after... Ahh. See if you can spot anything wrong with the following sequence.

Background info: I have co practice at 7.30p.m. Day starts at 9a.m. I need an interval of at least 45 minutes from waking up to be presentable. I need an hour to reach the university (factoring in things like waiting time)

1. Wake up at 7.30a.m. Rush to shower and breakfast.

2. Pack bag consisting of German and Basic Anatomy notes.

3. Pick up dizi and walk out of room.

4. Realise that I forgot to bring my scores with me.

5. Double back into room, put dizi down, put bag down, stuff scores into bag.

6. Pick up bag and leave the house.

7. Takes train, bus to university.


Now. Did you notice what I forgot all about in my hurry?

That's the reason why I'm currently at home and about to leave the house again in an hour's time.

Deutsche Semestertest. Twas better than I expected, but I shan't hope for too much. The greatest market spoiler, the President of Der EinHundert Klub for Deutsche 1, Gruppe 1, AY2006/2007 (This sounds v funny. Hey moses, if you ever see this, laugh okay? =P) was going on about s/u-ing german2. Oei, if you need to S/U this, then what about mere mortals like me who can only aspire to join Der EinHundert Klub?! -bishb-

The university is decked out in hearts.and.other.assorted.pink.stuff. OVERKILL LA! I'm getting quite disgusted at Valentine's Day. Tis' just an excuse for the cash tillers to ring and ring and ring... Henceforth, I Have Decided Not To Celebrate Valentine's Day (February 14) In Future. (but my date with wai's still on tmr.) (Der Liebling should be quite happy reading this... but Future does not include 2007. =P So you will still owe me a present.)

Ahh.

There's no turning back.

My age now starts with a TWO.

The winds of change...

When I came up the title I was thinking more along the lines of "I'm blogging less these days, which says something about my decreased dependence on this blog as a safety valve" but I realised that yes, literally, the winds ARE changing. Hasn't the lovely refreshing cold winds of January blown away, replaced with the oh-so-(damned)-familiar heat and warm air.

It is with much glee that I strike off term paper abstract and german vocab test off the list of to-do things. -TUESDAY TUESDAY TUESDAY-. Its quite sad that I'm looking forward to (indirectly) being 20. (notice I said BEING 20 and not actually TURNING 20. Weep for me.)

Of late I have been too lazy to blog about anything substantial. Indeed (I detect a subtle mrwong-GP-undercurrent here. Not Good.) my blog is heading towards the mundane and the inane.

Might say something more substantial tomorrow.

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I got asked this a few days ago, so I thought I might as well put this here for the curious. Owing to the fact that my rejection letter from a university miraculously appeared out of the maze that is the distance between Australia, the agent's office and my home after I extensively commented that if they really love my letter so much they can HAVE it, I shall now declare that if another university doesn't want to cough out the letter soon, they can EAT it too. If its so long past the offer period, its pretty obvious that I have been rejected, haven't I? And they shouldn't hem and haw over the letter either, would they? Maybe I'd finally get it after typing this and have some sense of closure for 2006 so that I can start applications/plans anew for 2007. Gahh.

It wouldn't make my day if I get it on 12 February though. Bwahaha. Even if I'm expecting it, nobody likes being rejected and I'm pretty sure that'd do wonders for my birthday.

I am also currently working at <50% of my capacity as compared to semester1. I wonder where all the motivation went. Am also getting mildly irritated with comments by professors that go "As Life Sciences students going into research in future you must blahblahblah..." At times I feel mildly depressed that I'm doing something that I swore never to do, at times I laugh and comment, no la, I'd be cleaning test tubes ha.ha., and others I feel like standing up and yelling "NO I am NOT interested in research, so STOP ASSUMING that everyone in this blasted LT is truly interested in what you have to say." Thinking about the future career-wise makes me feel very depressed, so I try to keep my mind in the here and now. Yes. My Life Is Lovely.

I will also mention that I've been fighting the urge to throw random objects e.g water bottle at certain individuals but since the situation no longer calls for them to irritate the shit out of me, I have curbed the dangerous thoughts.

I could write a lengthy post about how much academic life and being pseudo-single sucks but since I've mentioned that I must keep this blog nice and happy I think that's all the indulgence I'd give myself.

cantwaitforjunetocomedamnitiwanttogotocanada.

I also realise that I have started 4 consecutive paragraphs with "I." If you ask me, tis' a sign of a narcissistic individual.

Okay, procrastination over, time for bed. Oops.

I WILL SURVIVEEEEEEEE~~~

rotting online

germany 3 switzerland 1

even if its a friendly =P

euro 2008 hurry up and come i want to watch germany play againnnnnnnn

here comes Februar

February's here and its a week to my birthday.

It's also less than a week to 婆's anniversary.

我好想再吃你煮的粥。。。

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Times are getting busier and I haven't exactly been stepping on the accelerator pedal, but its all going to change this week (I can guarantee it) because I have quite a few high-stakes things due over the next 2 weeks. German vocab and semester test, for instance, and a graded lab report due on my birthday *&^%$#@ I can't wait for the mid sem break. In fact, barring any new and unpleasant additions to my schedule, I'm going on holiday after the german semestertest on next Tuesday. hmph.

And for those people out there who think that one ought to be able to concentrate better on work if the bf/gf is not around, let me enlighten you poor misguided souls: IT IS A LIE. You are likely to spend copious times online bumming around waiting for dein/e Liebling to turn up. To fully concentrate on work, you might as well throw your laptop/whatever form of communication away. Then again, there's nothing like concentrating your attention like an imminent deadline that you haven't started work for yet. TRUST ME. I KNOW.