"And as he drove on, the rain clouds dragged down the sky after him for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him and to water him."

 

— So Long and Thanks For All the Fish, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, taken from tvtropes.org, page titled, 'Blessed With Suck'

 

 

This is truly the month of losing money. (shakes head and sighs) I'm not going to disclose the amount I've lost here, because that's just asking for people to laugh at me. Sigh. What I think I'll do, instead, is to provide a lesson that's hopefully educational.

 

 Take out your ezlink card. Look at the back of the card. There should be some number codes on them. Sure, you can still use the card if everything peels off, but don't ever throw the freaking codes away. They are really useful. Like for retrieving your money that's inside your ezlink card. Its really useful. That's all I'm telling you.

 

 Today was really suck. Stats module's gonna be reshuffled on Saturdays... No one likes coming to school on Saturdays... Weekends are gonna be short.

2 more days before flat upgrading renovations is completed... I can't wait...

"......you know, about that 'The Dark Knight Rises' shootout, I think that deep inside, everyone has a crazy side to them. They are just looking for the right time... the right place, to release it."
"So when do you think you'll go crazy?"
"......I dunno. Maybe at the movie screening of Alvin and the Chipmunks 4."


Here's another entry on Monday night. Two weeks of school have passed. The stuff we have to do to earn our grades is more difficult now.

Like writing weekly articles...
Creating some awareness program and actually interact with people for the program...
Coming on time for tutorial so the lecturer won't mark me down as late and deduct 1% off my grades...
Listening to the incredibly monotonous stats lecturer while learning to use some stats software, when we have not used the program yet... I'm fighting a losing battle on this one. : /

It really helps that the schedule seems to be having a lot of last minute changes, in addition to the fact that I have decided to work and study at the same time. School must be trying really hard to kill me. Sigh.


Currently at home, there's some sort of flat upgrading going on at the moment. The toilet and the bathroom are under renovation, so all the residents in the affected units have to go downstairs in order to bathe and stuff. On the first day of the renovation, I kena diarrhea. Going up and down is a complete pain in the arse (no pun intended). Quickly ate some medicine and charcoal pills. Felt better. Now isn't really the best time to fall sick. (shakes head and sighs)


There are only 4 cubicles, 2 for the gents, and 2 for the ladies. I'm really really really hoping that the other residents have good toilet habits, and that no one will be using the cubicles when I need to use it. Not to mention that, I have classes at 8 plus tomorrow morning, and that means I have to wake up earlier than usual, shower with cold water, at 6 plus in the morning. May god help us all.


This is going to continue on for the next 10 days. I think I will learn a very valuable lesson from this experience.

I've kinda struggled about how to go about writing this, because this entry will contain pretty emotional stuff, I think. I'll try not to make this intense and lighten the mood here, but hopefully this will be the last of its kind here... Its about the time between the last semester, and this one...


Where to begin? I think the best setting to start this story would be the time during the study week, just before the exams, when I was alone studying at the airport, and turned off my phone. I was sitting at a corner at Starbucks, sipping on my mocha frappe, looking at the sky. The sky was so blue, but my future seemed so dark. (shakes head and sighs) I was having one of the worst moments in my life. The source of the problem? If you have been reading the previous entries, maybe you might have figured it out, but if not, too bad, because I dowan to sound like a broken record here~


I was pretty much wasting my time. I brought all my materials, but I was unable to concentrate, focus on studying. All I could think of was the problems I had, unable to push them to the back of my mind. In the end, I got a really bad headache, so I gave up studying, went home and took a nap. Life sucks.


When I woke up from my nap, I decided to trace back my steps, figure out what went wrong. Once again, I was back at the Starbucks. There seemed to be so many people screaming on that day. They were really irritating, but what really urked me were all the happy people I had seen around the airport. Why were they so happy? And why wasn't I one of them? Usually I wouldn't be bothered by such questions, but this time round, it struck home.


That's when I really started thinking. This life I lived so far wasn't a happy one. I tried to lived the best I could, not to let my problems get to me and make the best out of the hand life dealt me with, but I wasn't happy. I had blamed god(s), society, birth, bad luck and myself, but somehow these didn't seemed to make sense at times. And when I discovered where to place the blame again, BAAM. Everything fell into place.


And so I had my answer. And when you have answers, the next course of action would be to act upon it right? ...but I couldn't do it. I just couldn't bear to do it. Even if it was the source of all my unhappiness. What did I do? I went back to studying. I thought, since I felt slightly better for figuring out, I might as well concentrate on the more important things at hand, and maybe I could forget this unpleasant answer. Days passed, shits piled up, and the exam was over. But I could not forget the answer.


Here was I, trapped between a rock and a hard place. For the first time, I couldn't take it anymore. It felt as if I was dying inside, and my head would just go nuts, if it hadn't already been this way already. Unable to take this pain, I did something I never did before: I lied to myself.

It was a simple lie. "Everything will be alright."

With this lie, I was able to move on to my semester break. I had found a job, with some help. But still it wasn't easy. After all, I never lied to myself before. Was it so bad? It was hope, it was fulfillment, and it was sustainment. I tried looking for more answers, learning new skills, and jogged to take my mind off. I really hate jogging. 3 rounds became 4 rounds, 4 rounds became 5 rounds, and 5 rounds remained at 5 rounds, because this isn't THAT kind of a inspirational blog lol. But it wasn't working.


Then it was time for my reservice. Why couldn't they go pick on someone else? I met quite a few interesting people, learning a little bit of stuff, heard stories from old birds. It still wasn't working. Eff.


Then the last few weeks of the term break came. I got my contact lenses, which I could use to hide away from all these people I met in my work, asked me for directions, recognized off work, and some unreasonable angry people lol. Work sure isn't easy. But more importantly, I learned that I seemed fake. But could I really blame anyone? I agreed too; I chose to adopt a lie, and this was the end result. But something came out of it. And it was a very easy answer: If this was all fake, then I just simply have to make this real, no?


One of the stuff I did during the break was to find out the Chinese translation of my surname lol. I got 'ease', 'change' and 'divination'. I did that sort of thing, because I was kinda curious why there's so few of us around. Ease, seemed effing ironic, because it could mean either everything comes easy to me, or I happen to be a easy person, which both seemed, like I said, effing ironic. Divination? What is this, a shounen manga? But then I must admit I suddenly thought about all strangers in my life would came up to me and asked for directions. This seems to be a cue for future prospects as a fortune-teller, or a job at the lost-and-found/information corner. Sigh.


But change? It was a chance, a gamble, and maybe what I actually needed. If I couldn't "blame", I would have to change. I don't know, but I have to move. Sigh. You wouldn't probably wouldn't believe all the hardship I went through, and all the hardships again to put a smile to this face. Yes, Its a shitty smile. But I'm working on it. My life, not the smile lol. The sky is still dark, but I won't live in darkness. There. I've warned you this would be heavy. Best not to talk about it, I guess.


Oh wells. I'm off to sleep. Have to work tomorrow.
(shakes head and sighs)

"I had lived my life the only way that I had known.

But when the pillars of that life came crashing down, I did not stand and watch them fall.

I turned, and walked away." - Final Fantasy Tactics

Another Monday. Approximately one more week to the exams... I've been recommended Instagram to upload pictures to use for my blog...... But I think I'll try it out like after the exams. Time for a rant post.

I think there is a greater number of stressed people in Singapore. I think one of my lecturers might have mentioned this before, but I'm not saying this because I'm studying Psyc... Somehow for me, I seem to encounter these stressed people on a daily basis... Whereas last time I would always encounter Lost Souls...... because these people always seem to come up to me to ask for directions, recommendations... I never really liked the idea of some random person to come up to me to ask for directions, but now I think its better than some of the people I've seen...... No wish to label these people, (seems bad) but these people, if I compare to the one sitting next to me today on the way home, by and large, seem to have these characteristics:


1. Talks to themselves. (I'm actually guilty of it... when I'm alone.)
1.1 Talks about the world/society, and their place/current situation. (Seen too many of these, once at IMH and another, a personal experience. I might write about that one next time.)
2. Sing it out loud. (Also when I'm alone.)
3. Sudden high pitch voice, without warning.
4. Odd behaviour. (I think we are all guilty of that, but I always somehow I can always detect these people...)


Maybe there's some way to help these people... And not like stomping them around... Also as a personal wish to encounter less of them, but you all know that's kind of impossible for me. Sigh. Maybe its because I live with 2 idiots at home. 1 has autism and never shuts up, and the other one behaves like one. Hurhurhur.


Felt like I did quite badly for my modules this time round. I would like nothing more for this semester to end, and for the next one to begin so I can start anew, but that seems like sounds like I'm childishly running away....... (shakes head and sighs) Well, got to face it to the end though. Weee.

After the exams, I want to watch 'Dark Shadows' and 'Avengers'......


Okay, finished ranting, now back to mugging. Not much time left......

Wow. Apparently after all these weeks of not writing, blogger has updated its writing template. I think I actually preferred the older version...


I haven't been writing the last few weeks, because I had assignments to do, and if I had the time to do be writing an entry, I ought to be spending that time doing my assignments instead. Common sense, no? Haha.

Anyways, just to update, I've entered into the 2 week study break. That means there's 2 weeks before the actual exams. Urgh. (shakes head and sighs) To make things more complicated, I also have a summary waiting to be written because I haven't fulfilled the 3 credit criteria for research participation, because the other side didn't release enough participations for us to complete here......Life sucks.


Good for nothing father has gone overseas again. Yes, between the time from the previous post to this current one. Things are much quieter and less smellier since he's not around, but I think I still have to go outside to study. Planning to study every weekday for these 2 weeks, but its labour day tomorrow. Sigh. So tomorrow I don't really have a good place in mind to study, but I dowan to study at home leh. Sighsigh.


I've still got so much negativity to blog away, but I really think I shouldn't. Oh wells. Back to work
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Thinking of filling this blog with pictures. It wasn't spectacular the last time I tried, and its hard work looking for pictures. I'll think about it again when I have the time......

Haven't been updating for some time. I've been busy with assignments these last few weeks, so I haven't been writing. If I had the time to be writing an entry, I should be working on my assignment. Fortunately, I was able to complete a working draft of my current write up ahead of time, so I have the time to rant again. Wee.


School has been awesome as usual, though I haven't exactly felt like I've caught up on my studies. Assignments were due, and there was one that I felt was written badly. Tagged along on some mini class cohesion event on Thursday, good thing there was no touch rugby. I still haven't figured out the rules to this day. Nvm.


Went for a Japanese buffet at some place in Novena. Somebody ordered too much food, and so we played some number game from 1 to 99 to decide the fella to eat a sushi. As usual with all luck based games, I lost pretty badly. Oh wells. It was kinda like Russian Roulette, except here you kill yourself slowly by stuffing yourself with pieces of fish and rice.


The sushi was like leftover cold, but at least it wasn't so bad like the last time I went for supper with some friends at a halal hongkong cafe, which so coincidentally happened to have a Botak Jones outlet there. Botak Jones serves American-sized portions, which meant that they were really huge for us Asian. Like you could skip breakfast, lunch, and dinner and ate it but still feel bloated. Friendly advice, never order fish and chips, which was what I did, but my other two friends didn't listen.


Fish and chips is always the largest of all the Western food you can order, and Botak Jone's fish and chips could fight with Fish & co and still win. I had to help eat some of their portion, plus the dim sum we ordered. I will never forget that night. I went home, was unable to sleep despite feeling exhausted. I finally fell asleep in the end, but I woke up with a totally uneasy feeling, kind of like a nightmare. I'm pretty sure there was a nightmare, only that I couldn't remember it, and I was sure that fish and chips were involved somehow. I swore off Western for months after that.


Diablo 3 has been announced at a release date of 15th May. I haven't decided if I'm getting it, primary reason being my computer might not meet the minimum requirements. Sigh. There was a lot of hype on Facebook, and it seems there will be a launch event in Singapore. I think its on an exam date. Definitely not going anyways, but I predict that this event will be very kumdong one. Sure will have someone cry on TV.


There was some special segment about OCD on Saturday 17th March Straits Times. There was a woman living with 21 cats. Wow. Its kinda interesting cause its related to psychology. I haven't read the full section, but what I can remember from it is that somehow, somebody with OCD starts out a compulsion to keep themselves clean. Then when they can no longer afford to do so, either cause of skin irritation or that water bill, they will decide to stop cleaning themselves. After this part it gets kinda vague for me, but they will turn to collecting junk, because according to the article they feel like they need to have everything, and everything is important. Along the way, they will collect cats too, though I'm not sure how do cats come into the picture.


In short, OCD is kind of like those MMORPGS games, except you can collect everything but you don't have enough inventory spaces. Well, the whole point of this and that paragraph is to generate interest and read that special segment, because its a pretty interesting read. And you never know, if your gamer friend who collects every in game item...

Hi again, I forgot to write yesterday's entry, but that's okay, because this means I would the perfect excuse to write a Valentine's Day special entry! And this entry is a special one because today I'll not write anything negative or depressing......yeah...that's what's so special about this post.


How I spent my Valentine.


Today was a pretty peaceful day at home, because the father flew overseas to China two days ago. Yeah. No air pollution, no noise pollution, and internet speed is faster. Woot.


Class was rather boring, because I am learning Learning, and I learnt Learning yesterday. I dunno if this happens to anyone, but when you keep writing the same word consecutively a few times, you kinda feel that you might have written it in mistake. I was glad that I wasn't called out today, but I had to submit the personality questions which I didn't finished previously. I hope I can get away with it.


Anyways today's class was full of chocolate giveaways! To be totally honest, I'm not exactly sure if this is how uni people or other people elsewhere in Singapore celebrate Vday. What I mean is, I don't have much Vday experiences; my primary and secondary schools' time didn't have anything much going on... While all I could remember from my time in TP was during this time year 1, was some girl dressed up totally in pink, and another girl sitting at the back of the class shouted "SO LOVELY!" sarcastically... The other times there was Vday in poly, I think there was no class or it was on a weekend. Sigh.


Anyways back at school, after the lesson I went to study at the library... Which was totally crowded, for some reason. Especially since everywhere else in SIM was deserted. I'll wager it was full of singles though. So anyways, I studied about an hour and a half and then went home.


Writing a long post every now and then seems to be very tiring. I shall get back to studying now... Meanwhile, you can read http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Film/InTime , which is like a website that covers every type of action you can watch on TV. This is in particular is about 'In Time' , which I wrote about previously. Its pretty similar to how I felt about that movie too! Enjoy.

Happy CNY everyone. Long time no blog.


School restarted for me today, with the addition of another 19 new classmates. The new timetable sucks. Oh noes.

This semester will be a busy one compared to the previous... holding my comments for now, promise to write more on Monday. (shakes head and sighs)

Writing again after 3 weeks.


Well these past weeks sucked. I'm still jobless. Fell sick last week, and forgot to write an entry in another week. Brother dropped his key inside the elevator hole and came crying to me few days ago. How does someone drop a key in a gap so small? (shakes head and sighs)


Its the month of December. A few more weeks before this year comes to a close. I hate the festive season.

Hi blog, I realized my entries is kinda like psychology: mostly negative (I use this term subjectively) and full of lame jokes. (Also a very subjective, hopefully) Hence, I shall try to write something positively for once.

The idiot good-for-nothing father has finally gone overseas again to China! No putting up with him for another week! Yay!

I thought that was pretty positive.

Its the holidays now for me, if no one knows already. Been trying to look for a job. It would be so much easier if I didn't had my problem. (shakes head and sighs)

Shall try writing something different today. Went to watch movies with my friends last week. Caught Paranormal Activity 3 and In Time. I understand that some people don't like spoilers like me, but who cares? Only Mr Tay says "I Care". Too bad for you if you didn't catch it before the screening is over. Anyways if you really don't like being spoiled, stop reading.


Paranormal Activity 3...

...is achelly a sad story of a guy named Dennis, who lives with his girlfriend who has two little girls from a previous marriage. I'm not really concerned with things like this, but I know some people who would believe such stuff is akin to getting a bad deal. Even so, his girlfriend's mother aka Grandma aka mother-in-law, doesn't really like him, because Dennis apparently works as a pretty unstable job as a ... erm, wedding-video-reviewer thingy. I'm not really sure of its proper term, but he watches wedding videos for a living. I think. Cue foreshadowing.

Anyways, early in the movie, Dennis tries to create a sex tape with his girlfriend, but fails, due to an earthquake in the house. The failed sex tape then became a ghost tape when he realized he has caught some ghostly figure on camera, and he and his friend decides to install cameras around the house to gather more footage of this ghost.

Dennis finds several strange phenomenons, like the little girls behaving weirdly, and a symbol which is the sign of some convention of witches. This sign, which is supposedly used to brainwash girls into having sons, would not be out of place in a scenario with your Asian parents and grandparents. Just tell them you have a solution that ensures they get a grandson. They would totally buy it.

The middle of the movie is mostly boring and spooky. Lots of strange happenings, floating objects, loud sounds, weird behavior, little girls talking to air, but no one truly dies. I believe my experience for this part of the movie was bad mostly due to my popcorn, which I discovered to my sianness, which was more of burnt than sweet popcorn. So sian.

The climax of the movie finally arrives, when the girlfriend finally experiences the floating objects crashing in the house, decides to relocate to her mother's house. Dennis and girlfriend thought they would be safe, when shit happens. Girlfriend investigates and goes missing. Dennis doesn't finds anyone, but discovers the symbol from earlier on. All over his mother-in-law's house. And then he finds his mother-in-law, with a bunch of old women in black, are witches. Wow.

Running away, Dennis come across his girlfriend on the top of the stairs, levitating and proceeds to topple onto him to the bottom of the stairs. Dennis recovers, and manages to find one of the little girls. Not long, he also finds the other little girl, crouching and facing away from him, crying/laughing.

Sadly, Dennis did not play L4D, which came out in 2008, 10 years later from the story's timeline, because he would have known that crouching girls who are crying/laughing are Witches. Dennis startles the Little Witch, who incapacitates Dennis. Dennis, who is on the ground, waiting to be revived, encounters the True Bitc-, I mean Witch, who is actually...

His mother-in-law.

Grandma, kills Dennis by using her power, or probly getting the invisible thing to contort him and snap his back. My spine also ached as this point. The little girls acted as if everything was normal, and the movie ends. Moral of the story, Mother-in-laws are evil. The movie reinforces this point. I mean, when the ghostly thingy was in their house, nobody died, until they were in the grandma's house. Poor guy. Life sucks.


I also caught In Time.


In Time is a story about Will Salas, who is Justin Timberlake, in a world where everyone can only live till the age of 25 unless they can earn enough to live longer. The currency for this world is the time you have left to live. Long story short, you can buy the car you been dying to get, except you'll probly die immediately, via heart attack. Death Note much?

This movie is like one of those Taiwanese idol dramas, similar in the sense that it runs on a good concept, except that everyone in the show is young, you don't see a single old guy, and everyone takes advantage of this to come up with all sorts of stupid time-related puns. Singapore isn't mentioned in this movie because its probly a graveyard.

Although I didn't felt like I wasted my money, the plot sucks. I mean, the security for this time thingy, which is on everyone's left arm, doesn't exist at all. Oh and they are apparently too cool to arm wrestle. Any moron could simply use his/her right arm to overturn your right arm and steal all your time. Everyone in the world is young, which eliminates a set of problems, while introducing another, probly Oedipus complex. There was a scene in the movie where one guy introduced his harem as his mother, his wife and his daughter.

Will begins on a robbing spree, and the banks, which store surplus time, have no security. He simply just crash a van into a bank, with no security guards, taking all the time together with the man's daughter who eloped with him like it was Bonnie and Clyde. They did this a lot of times. All successful. Did I mention there was no security?

They distributed all the stolen time to all the poor people. Will realized he Sala already, when he find out the prices for necessities got increased by the bad guys, who really should have done it from the start. Will and eloped daughter hatches a brilliant plan, and that brilliant plan is to steal from the eloped daughter's father. They were successful because Will managed to disguised himself as one of the father's guards. NO SECURITY.

Finally, the father is another moron. Unlike the banks, which store bits and pieces of time in capsules, this idiot decided to store ONE MILLION YEARS IN ONE CAPSULE. And so, it was successfully stolen, the system crashes, Will and eloped daughter manages to live several times on several short limits, (must have been daylight savings) Eloped daughter has no problem running on heels, and everyone makes more time-related puns. Happy ending! WTF FTW.


Finally finished this word-length-failed entry. You've probly realized I need a job. (shakes head and sighs.)

I almost forgot to update today. Sigh.


Its been two weeks or more since I last updated. CPU was having RAM problems again. Anyways if you didn't know (like me), if only one of your RAM is faulty, just remove the faulty one and your computer should work again, albeit slightly slower. So there.


Spent the last 3 weeks studying for the exams, which I just finished last week. Got a call just a few days before ECTE paper telling me I was exempted from it. Sigh. After I spent 4 effing days trying to understand it. To add salt to the wound, other than 1 other classmate, the rest of the poly kids in my course got 4 exemptions. While I only have 1. =( (shakes head and sighs) That's like being exempted for 1 freaking semester. And more having more money to spend, no rush to find a job. Think of all the seaweed chikens/ice cream you could buy.


Then there was BCM. Most people probly know about it, but on the day of the paper itself, I unintendedly ate a bowl of Bak Chor Mee, or aka minced meat noodles for all you atas people out there. Then while intending to return a friend money, I found 1 'yuan' in my wallet. The BCM teacher also has a 'yuan', of a different kind. Sigh. I forgot what I wanted to say. Screw this. I hate BCM, but pls don't call me back the next semester. My wallet will thank you.


So exams ended without much fanfare, and now I have a 3 month holiday. I need to find a job. And get a hair cut. And get a new phone/plan. The idiot father now works on Sunday, and rests on Monday. I can't stay at home anymore. My soul will wither under the stupid folk songs/oldies he's gonna blast a home. Sigh.


Oh, with the help of utterly useless positive thinking, I finally starting my running again. Back to square one, running 3 rounds around Bedok stadium. Running sucks.


If I ever sound distant on a phone, its probly just my soul attempting to leave my body......

Another late entry... Anyways, school semester for UOW has finally ended. 2 weeks of no school (but still have to mug) begins here. 4 subjects to study for. Life is so sad, but its still better than being in the army.


There was no entry last week because I was very, very busy, being the final week for school. Lets just leave it at that.


Last week came to a quiet close. Almost. Went for outing with my class after school on Friday. Played captain's ball. Can't remember the last time I played that game, but its still better than soccer. Kept forgetting who was on my team. My sandals snapped. (it was about time) After that, some others had left, and the remainder of the class played touch rugby, which was my first time playing.


Touch rugby was probly invented by someone who enjoys running past people and tapping them, but hates to be taupoked. Game is effing complex, but lets say that I am now fully capable of incapacitating a team to provide an advantage. Yeah, I think people should pay talented me to play. Life is so unfair huh?


My back's aching again. Probly because of that outing on Friday, even though I didn't get taupoked. Life sure has a way of screwing around with me. Having difficulties to sleep at night after I'm out. Oh wells.


Went out on Saturday to celebrate another friend's birthday. Cats and dogs are awesome. Cat not so. Soccer even less so.


Time to study.

This entry is two days overdue.

So much work to do! So much revision to prepare! So much reasons to give to save myself!

The last part is not an exaggeration, I need to do something to save my ...... dignity. But what? (shakes head and sighs)

Oh well. Maybe if I ignore it, it will go away?

This week is like the 2nd last week of school. After school ends, there's going to be 2 weeks to prepare for the exams. Then its time to look for a part-time job.

Time to procrastinate.

Went out with my classmates today to celebrate another classmate's birthday. Ate mudpie and some teh tarik ice cream. Then stoned there and slacked for a few hours. I really need to go run soon. Its like 5 days since I last went running. And I really should be revising or finding a job instead of writing this entry. Sigh. I blame the ice cream.

To end off......


PROCRASTINATE NO JUTSU.

I've decided to start anew and rewrite this blog.


Its been such a long time since I've updated it, so I think from now on I will write on every Monday instead. Less pressure to come up with something to write everyday. More time to write something fresh, rather than reproduce whining after whining, even though I really like to whine, I can't stand my own whining.

Anyhow, its kind of difficult to write nowadays. Compared to the times when I could freely write about anything without the fear of repercussion, its sort of difficult to come up with new material. These are not-so-bright times, when you could simply Google a name to retrieve information for your own scrutiny. And then there are the people that aren't happy about when others write about them, good or bad.

This entry is now open for your own misinterpretation.

Today, as of 26th September 2011, Monday, life still sucks, blahblahblah, I'm studying psychology in SIM, blahblahblah, idiot father just came back from his merrymaking in China, blahblahblah, brother still has difficulty shutting up, blahblahblah, mother tried to use my school fees for stock investment blahblahblah...

Long story short, life is as usual.
(shakes head and sighs)

Okay today, I am going to talk about bak chor mee. I've been eating bak chor mee quite often lately for the past few weeks. Although the stallholder is very nice, friendly and puts a lot of ingredients in the bak chor mee, not many people eat from this stall. Probly because the bak chor mee is usually very bland and boring. Sometimes, the contents also difficult to digest. Me? Well, food is still food after all. Besides, I've already paid for it, so might as well eat it. The stallholder appears to enjoy preparing the bak chor mee as well. There was an appraisal form today, so I filled up quite critically. Hopefully it will help improve the food.

Just 3 or 4 sessions to go...