Today was rather hectic, I suppose.

First lesson was DVPA, during which half of the class had their turns being a student director and ordering the crew (made up of about 7 people selected by themselves) about. I was the interviewer twice, and guest once. Jason was first, and I was his interviewer. I screwed up, I guess. I wasn't watching out for the cue to start and only realised it when Jia Ying (who was the guest) nudged me with her leg. (By the way the test is directing a 5-minute "live" interview. The "live" interview is not broadcast, of course. But it's "live" as in you have to cut between the cameras then and there and stuff.) So I got off to a shaky start, but managed fine until Andrew (who was the floor manager) gave the wind-it-up cue. I was in the middle of asking my last question and so I ended off pretty quickly after that, fearing that the show would be overrun. It turned out that there were still 10 seconds left after I ended off. Sorry Jason.

Then I was the cameraman for Flora. Sharina was her guest, and she danced well. There was some discrepancy at the start though, so Flora got a bit thrown off. But all's well since Mr. Low's giving her another chance.

After that I was the guest for Jasmine. I had to sing Qi Li Xiang for 2 minutes. Ahhh was damn paiseh. But I *think* it turned out pretty well and I didn't sing horribly and make a fool of myself. My horrible complexion makes my face look like a pizza on camera though. Stop laughing, you.

Then I was the sound man for Sabby. Easy job! I loved it. Hahaha. I only had to press play to start the music and fade it after 10 seconds. After that I could sit back, relax, and laugh at Jia Ying (who was Sabby's guest) singing Spice Girls' "Wannabe". She was doing fine until she started laughing in the middle of the song (the cameramen and floor manager were laughing at her) and forgot the lyrics. HAHAHAHAHAHA and for the rest of the day I maintained my position as the top on her list of People who Piss Me Off Big Time by saying "So tellmewhatyouwantwhatyoureallyreallywant" whenever I remembered. Ok I shall stop laughing at her already. Or she will flood my tagboard and complain about my blog colour scheme or something. SCARY SPICE what. Must live up to her name.

Whew. Even though it wasn't my turn to be the director yet, I also felt the stress while performing the various roles for my classmates. I must say Sabby Carey/Showy Panda was really cool while directing, though. Didn't get to see the others direct as I was not in the studio while they were directing.

Newswriting ensued. B-O-R-I-N-G. But at least Ms Hui is nice. And we're on to soft news now. More fun to write, though I won't say it's easier. Yet. Though it should be suitable for my style.

After newswriting we had to rush to find our econs lecturer to get her to approve the question we chose to post on the discussion board (for participation marks. it's compulsory.). She told us about her daughter's garfield plush toy as she overheard us talking about it.

So we were bloody late for GEMs. Not that I really care, though. GEMs is a waste of time. We finished watching Chicago (I've decided that I don't like musicals. From young, I never liked those Disney films which consisted of a whole lot of singing.). On the way to the GEMs classroom (which is far, far away from our faculty) I called my mother as I'd decided to eat dinner out as the newswriting test would end at SEVEN. I called home and no one answered, so I called her handphone. I asked her where she was. She said she was in hospital, and I got a shock. Turns out that SOMEONE KNOCKED INTO my youngest brother and injured his arm. When chinese new year is next week. THAT IS, quite possibly, THE DUMBEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD OF. This is what happens when you don't have enough calcium, I guess. Note to self: Use opportunity to lecture him about importance of drinking milk.

After GEMs we had our newswriting test, which sucked. We were supposed to report on a National Day Rally speech. What the hell. Which we'd never done before. So basically everyone had different leads. Hahaha and before we started Ms Hui said "It's quite straightforward" with an evil grin on her face. After the test we all bugged her to tell us the lead. But she refused to.

I came home to an empty house. I started worrying if my brother's arm was really broken or something and had to stay in hospital. But I called my mum and it turned out that she was buying groceries and since no one was at home she had to bring my POOR INJURED brother. She lamented on how tired she was, rushing from one place to another. My heart went out to her. But I always act weirdly whenever someone in my family is sick or injured. For some reason. So I snapped at her when she came into my brothers' room (where I was using my laptop) and started to tell me that I had to sleep on my own bed tonight. I'd already foreseen this, and was a wee bit unhappy about having to sleep in my own room. I don't like sleeping alone in my tiny room. But yes I am turning 18 and should be more mature. Sadly I am not. So when she came in and started to ask me if I could sleep in my own room I snapped at her and said "Ya la I'll scram right now." And she started to say "No hor I didn't ask you to scram I was just asking you to..." but I was already walking out to the living room by then as I was watching tv halfway. I don't know why I did that. Yes I was a BIT unhappy about having to sleep in my own room, but I wasn't THAT unhappy. I do such childish things sometimes I can't stand myself. And now I feel so guilty for being mean to her when she spent the whole day worrying about my brother and rushing from home to hospital back home and to the supermarket and back home again.

Start acting your age, May.

Things are better now, I suppose. Now that I've got this off my chest and my mood improved thanks to Flora.

Yes I changed the colours to suit the festive season that is fast approaching-Chinese New Year!

In other news, we'll be having a News Writing test tomorrow. Bah. And it'll be from like 5.30-7 pm. Who'd have the energy to search for the bloody news lead and HAND-WRITE a news story at such an ungodly hour?

Good luck to those who are having the DVPA directing test tomorrow!

P.S I hate all the variations of the new WANT WANT cracker advertisements. I mean, their advertisements were always lame and tacky, but these new ones beat the lot.

Things I Should Be Doing Now

1. Reinstalling the stupid Dreamweaver MX which keeps saying it is a trial period. And that my serial number is wrong.
   
2. Thinking about how the hell I am going to direct on next Wednesday's DVPA test. I wonder if I will even make it past saying "Cameras standby guest presenter standby" and all that crap while the production assistant is counting down 5 seconds before recording.
   
3. Reading the econs and PR textbook or something. So that I can say "at least I tried to get into the Honour Roll" (which, by the way, is the top 5% in each level in each course. And guess what. Out of the 5 people who got in from our course, FOUR are from our class.). Hahahaha. Watch out Timo, Pengie, Jesslin and Pecky. Please attempt to feel threatened.
   
4. Coming up with more new year resolutions. Somebody criticised me for saying that I said I'd state my new year resolutions on my blog but never got round to it.

Things I am Doing Now

1. Listening to my stupid younger brother and mother arguing about stupid basketball.
   
2. Being extremely annoyed by the sound of my brothers playing Uno bloody Stacko. Damn noisy. Can't they bugger off somewhere else to play. Ok so this is their room. But still, can't a girl have some peace around here?
   
3. Playing KoL.
   
4. Inhaling the smell of the new wooden cupboard that my parents bought for my brothers to replace the spoilt one. Their clothes spent 2 days being hung everywhere in my room before the new cupboard arrived. I wanted to take a picture and show you all, but forgot. The smell, by the way, is only a bit less sickening than the smell of fresh paint.

Was watching this idol drama called Xun Yi Cao on channel 8 just now. Just happened to see it, didn't know it was on. Heard that it's rather nice, so I continued watching it. It isn't bad la but I don't understand why they must always start with the couple as kids and having a childhood romance. Then the guy or the girl will always go away somewhere and then like 20 years later (it is almost always 20 years later) the guy will come back into the girl's life as this super-rich, super-famous or/and super-important person. And the girl will always grow up to be a normal girl, until she meets the guy again, that is. Ahahaha. And sometimes one or both the leads will already be attached, but of course for the guy he will always be not-so-interested in the girlfriend who is always some kind of pathetic throw-herself-at-him kind of character. The girl, however, if she is attached but not to the lead, will always have this very hard time trying to make the "right decision" and not hurt the current boyfriend/suitor's feelings. Then later somebody in the show who is closely related (or in some cases, is actually the person) to the leads will get some disease and complicate the whole matter. Creative scripts, anyone?

This week was such a super busy week that I didn't even have time to contemplate blogging. I attended two briefings for a 'live' radio show and two (no, three) separate briefings for SP Open House 2005. The two briefings (held yesterday and the day before) for the radio show had ghastly, never-before-experienced-by-yours-truly dismissal times like 7 and 7.30 pm. And yesterday my friends and I (5 of us, in all, attended the briefing) had to stay back from 2 pm to 5.30 pm for the dumb briefing to start. Three and a half freaking hours. And there were people waltzing in at 6 pm, and even 7 plus. They only started the briefing after six as there were hardly any punctual people. And on the day BEFORE that (Wednesday), we had to stay from 3-5 pm for the briefing. Major horrible-ness.

In case you might be wondering, the radio show is a programme aired on Newsradio 93.8, called Radio on Campus (unless my memory fails me). It's something like a discussion-cum-debate, mainly for us tertiary students to air our views. It was held today from 9 am-10 am. In the end, I didn't say anything as the show was moving very fast and I didn't feel a compelling urge to air my views.

Oh well. So much for attending the dumb briefing-cum-training sessions.

All's well, however, as I am chalking up CCA points. I officially term this week and next week as CCA-accumulating weeks, as there is an onslaught of CCA-point-giving events to participate in.

1. SB "Colours of Life" Talent Search (I believe that is what it's called)-U guess. Yes. Singing competition. Sabby took part in this and got a grand total of ONE CCA point (more coming if she gets into the finals, though. Which I am very sure she will, unless the judges were deaf AND blind. ). Yay for you, Sabby "Mariah" Carey! You did fantastically! We all had fun waving flags and shouting to support you =) .
2. The Radio thing-2 points!
3. SP Open House (next week, 3-5 Feb)-More than 2 points, I think. Must check with yummiegummy.

Ok it doesn't seem like THAT many events now. Haha. Sorry if I'm writing weirdly today. Brains are in a whirl from the flurry of activity that swept me up this week. More later, I guess. Yes, I will try to be more interesting and not talk further about school. Keyword being try.

No, really. It's worth the wait. Most of the time.

1. When at last you and your friend/s manage to fix a date, the movie might have finished running already.
2. It is much cheaper to buy ONE vcd and watch it together at someone's house than to pay for the movie tickets individually.
3. Even if by the time you and your friend/s manage to fix a date BEFORE the movie finishes its run, you or your friend/s might be late, thus causing the problem of whether to wait for that person/persons to arrive and miss the beginning of the movie or just go in and leave the person/persons waiting outside when they finally do arrive.
4. If (3) doesn't happen you or your friend/s may be late for the movie altogether.
5. Or you guys will get front seats cos nobody can be bothered to come 2 hrs earlier just to buy better seats.
6. And end up with neck crick.
7. Or u will get seats at like the LAST row and cannot see anything but people's heads. Unless u are tall like me and Becky, in which case you will get to see the screen which looks the same size of your tv at home.
8. You and your pals might just decide to watch movie at the last minute (being people who live for the moment) and realise that nobody has a newspaper or anything that has movie listings and you don't want to go all the way to the chosen cinema and realise that there's no suitable timeslot for the movie that you want (or worse, don't have the movie that you want). And/or you might realise, when you finally get a newspaper, that the next timeslot for the selected movie is NOW, and the next next timeslot is some stupid time like 9 pm. Which is what happened yesterday.
9. If and when you manage to get past all the above obstacles and finally manage to get into the theatre, you might meet one or more of the following groups of annoying cinema-goers:

• The Giggling Squad: May consist of a gaggle of giggling pre-teen girls who giggle at everything, especially naughty sexual references or naughty scenes or even lame advertisements.
• The Oracles: This refers to people who have probably either watched the movie before or watched the trailers too many times or have read very in-depth movie reviews. They are usually accompanied by an accomplice, to whom they will constantly describe the next scene to in a not-so-soft-whisper, usually throughout the whole movie. Some don't even bother to whisper. I'm guilty of this. But I've only done it once or twice and certainly NOT THROUGHOUT the movie.
• The Sound Makers: This group of pests either have a very annoying laugh, or keep making weird sounds throughout the movie, either voluntarily or involuntarily. I met one of them when watching The Incredibles.
• The Mobiles: People who answer calls and sms during the movie, thus blinding you with the light from their cellphones and interrupting with your line of vision. Some of them may accidentally-on-purpose forget to turn their phones to silent mode too.
• The Commentators: People who make really dumb and irrelevant comments (usually worse than mine)throughout the movie.

10. It is hard to decide on a movie to watch when you have a big group of people with varying tastes. Now wouldn't it be better to just buy the vcds of the various movies that everyone wanted to watch and have a movie marathon some time?

11. And finally, nothing can beat the comfort of your own home when you can give whatever comments you want, laugh as loudly as you please, and sit in any position you desire.

So the bottomline is, wait and get the vcd if you can help it, unless you are quite sure that the cinema will be empty and quiet and free of the above groups of people, AND have suitable time slots AND that you nor your friends won't be late.

Stop jumping for joy, those that are delighted to see (or in this case hear) Lan Tian go. To those who recognise the music, yes it's old but it's my favourite piece ever. Haha. Hope you guys won't be startled by the first note. I always am.

Went out with my friends yesterday. I rushed down to Far East Plaza after the last lecture of the day ended at two pm to meet up with them. Found them at the very old and spoilt (and a total disgrace) fountain on the second floor. I'm sure that ugly fountain holds some fond memories for some older people, though. It's always like this for old things/buildings.

Went for lunch at Long John Silver's, under my request. Love going out with them, never a dull moment. =D Shopped around for a bit after that, and decided to go to Junction 8.

At Junction 8 we shopped around some more for new year clothes. Went to ebase and after several tryouts, they decided to buy the clothes. Then I decided to take revenge on them for taking so long to tryout, and thus we went to that funny shop with that funny logo with two "F"s, one inverted. I LOVE their long-sleeved shirts. Problem (or good thing) is, they were all on sale and for 10 bucks. Which means it is very likely everyone else will have them. Still, I couldn't resist buying a hooded long-sleeved tee (i have recently developed a fetish for hooded clothes) and a sleeveless top. They said I looked sporty in the sleeveless top. Hahaha thus I couldn't resist buying it. "Sporty" is my new favourite shopping word, following my recent stunning discovery that you don't have to BE sporty to LOOK sporty. Thanks to the tennis racket incident (in which I didn't know that my classmates weren't going to play tennis anymore and so I brought my tennis racket to school and carried it around all day for nothing). YES and another reason why I am starting to love that shop is that almost all the clothes are RED. Hahaha. They were overzealous at letting me try on the clothes (first time shopping with them, i think) and they passed me like 5 tops to try on.

After that we watched Elektra. Not bad, lots of action sequences. But I think it could have done with less shooting of Jennifer Garner's ass and other assets. But then again I think it's part of being loyal to the comic, which portrays Elektra as just that-sexy-and powerful. I think I would have enjoyed it a lot more if the story had focused less on the adventures than on the origins of the character, though. And maybe if they threw in Ben Affleck as Daredevil. Yum yum, more sizzling romance. I like. But, well, it's fine the way it is, I guess. Just that I think people who know nothing about Elektra wouldn't like the movie.

Ok now I shall go back to KoL-ing and being roasted by the heat.

The weather is now scorching outside. I look upon yon tennis players from thine window and am amazed at their ability to play tennis under the baking sun. The pool looks so inviting. And yet nobody is in the pool, save for a couple of kids in the wading pool. Nobody is in the deep pool. my condo people are crazy. They'd rather play tennis and get roasted than go swimming and be away from the heat.

At least there's wind.

I am so bored. Dunno what to write. Laterz.

Yesterday, 3 of my classmates pointed their middle fingers at me. I was enlightened to the fact that they are not the first nor the only ones who have done that since the start of Year One. And since I have nothing to do now and it is break time, I shall list these very bad and naughty people.

First on the list are those who did the deed yesterday.

1. Sarah: During News Writing. She was playing the role of the interviewer and I moved to her line of vision, just like Mr. Low taught us in DVPA, and did the handsigns for "round it up", "10 seconds left to end of show" and "30 seconds left to end of show" just the way a good floor manager should. Result: She kept laughing in the middle of the mock interview and got chided by Ms Hui. Thus, she pointed her finger at me. (Sarah, not Ms Hui.)
2. Sharina. Cannot remember. I think I was annoying her or something.
3. Jia Ying: I was trying to get the Most Annoying Person of the Year award and decided to get nominated by Jia Ying by repeatedly pissing her off and being a constant pain in the ass. I succeeded, and she pointed her finger at me 234,454 times. As I type this she is also pointing her finger at me.
4. Aizat. Why are u surprised.
5. Jia Hui. I think she has. Even if she hasn't, she has scolded me "Fuck" before. Which is the same thing. But I heard she has rashes so I shall be sympathetic and strike this off.

Yay.

Today was wonderful. After school we went to K Box Clementi and stayed there until seven. JY, JH and I only sang a few chinese songs. The rest of the time there was spent on singing and dancing to retro English songs and imitating what the singers were doing in the MVs (think Spice Girls, think 4 girls and 1 guy, each acting as one of the Spice Girls. think sexy moves and laughter throughout.) I didn't get up and dance because

1. I can't dance for nuts.
2. I'm too tall and feel awkward just standing on the sofa barefooted, which all of the rest (Sab, JH, Aizat, Sarah and JY) minus Andrew did.

Sarah only joined us at about 5, though, as she had to go collect her new contact lenses. Ryan joined us at first but left at around 4, I think.

I LOVE MY CLASS TO BITS AND BITS.

When I got back home, Mum was quite mad at me and demanded to know why I couldn't have called back home on one of my frens' hps or the public phones (since I'd forgotten to bring my hp to sch). I was quite pissed too since it was only 8.45 pm and after all I am turning 18 soon. Can't she loosen the reins a little?

But while bathing I figured that however "older" (and thus "deserving of more freedom") I am getting, I should still tell her where I am when it's late and put her mind at ease. I do know how she worries and I do love her a lot.

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And today, we went to K Box again and skipped the last lecture. Wahahahaa madness. Yes and it was chaos all over again, more dancing, more imitating singers in MVs, more laughter and MORE enjoyment. =) Cheers.

As I type this my brother (the 14-year-old one) is doing various exercises next to and on his bed. At 11.03 pm. And he has to wake up at 6 am tomorrow. I think he's mad about bodybuilding la. He goes to the gym like whenever he is free and now he's doing situps and lifting his ankle weights (probably spent too much, so no money to buy dumbbells). Oh well at least all this training is finally showing results. His once bony and weirdly shaped "muscular arms" now look less weird and more fleshy and actually muscular. Not that I am going to tell him that, of course. He still hasn't got over the fact that he is now taller than me and keeps calling me "shortie". Though he only is taller than me by like 2 cm or something. The difference in height when we stand together is NEGLIGIBLE. Ah, guys. I guess it's a stage almost all of them go through, this craze about bicep-acquiring.

Now, the moment u've been waiting for (if u're Dor-oops, Becky, that is)-Tag replys!

Beckx: I was thinking of joining the tongue twister competition anyway. But thing is, I can't do tongue twisters. Can only spell. But nvm got CCA points.

For ur information I do DO by econs tutorials okay. And please stop using my blog as a platform for your self-praise =p . Why would lusia send me for a puzzle competition, anyway? I have no patience.

The scrumpee thing is so out of point.

I'm sure William Hung's new line of fashion will be called Hungy or something. Or Hung Up on Hung clothes. E-e-w.

Yes I love your humour too.

Well at least your relatives question u about what u did for the previous year and will be doing for the next. MY relatives...well, we just sit around, smile at each other, collect ang baos and sit around some more. Maybe I should try and figure out something to do while sitting around this year instead of pretending to sms someone like what I always do when I am at a social event and there is nothing to do. However, occasionally I DO actually sms pple and I DO have smses to reply. What's that surprised look for? You KNOW you love me and how others do too. ^_^

Yeah, I really shouldn't embarrass my own family right. But it's okay la I don't think any one of them read my blog. And family life is just such a GREAT source of inspiration for everything from blog posts to scripts to er...lots of other things.

I like Converse because

1. They have nice stuff.
2. It is a trustable brand. It's not too expensive to be unaffordable for people of my financial status, and not cheap enough to not be "trustable" ("trust-able" as in their merchandise are not ugly and of low quality).
3. ENERGY endorses Converse.
4. Stefanie Sun used to endorse Converse. I dunno if she still does. But JY says she is now advertising for Lay's potato chips. Cool, huh.

Yes, I know. It scares me too, my sudden liking for pink. =s

Thanks, everyone who tagged. I am not lazy like Sabby who can't be bothered to reply my tactful tags =p.

Brought my new Converse bag to school today. Everyone said it looks like a Polly Pocket bag because of the colour scheme.



Someone please say it isn't so.

Bah to all of them, they are just bloody jealous. Why might they be jealous, I hear your brain enquire. Well, I haven't figured that out yet. But I will, soon. Aha! Maybe they are jealous that I have a bag that shows my inner child. OK I am talking rot. Moving on.

Quite a nice day today. Had WP, which is by far my favourite module. But today's lesson was a bit more pain-in-the-ass-y. We learnt how to create a basic rollover. Handed in our oh-so-marvellous project proposal. Yes we can take a breather for a bit for now. After that was a 2-hr break, which I spent with Garfield and Pecky/Dora/May MayBecky's gang. =D
Ended up having lunch at Clementi Mac because Becky's gang thought the school mac doesn't sell the Beef Prosperity burger. None of them ate the burger in the end, anyway. -_-

Haha anyway it was entertaining seeing Garfield and Jesslin bicker with each other throughout the entire meal. It is entertaining seeing other pple bicker with other pple instead of me bickering wif pple all the time.

After that was DVPA, in which we had our own "production meeting", in which everybody almost tore their hair out trying to figure out who's gonna be who's cameraman, director and such. Mr. Low is really nice, I must say. Haha. He doesn't mind my dumb comments that much (or so I think).

Attended a talk on scriptwriting at 3.30 pm. The talk seemed to be more about how to get inspiration and what constitutes a scriptwriter's work, though. Not as interesting as I'd hoped, but bearable.

I shall start forming my new year resolutions since CNY is fast approaching. One a day, perhaps? Then on CNY itself I will compile it all and add new ones to make it more EXCITING. That's IF I have time from angbao collecting, that is. I wanna go to M'sia again and play with firecrackers!!!

1. Read The Straits Times at least ONCE a week (the funnies, tv schedules, Life! section NOT COUNTED).

Completely forgot to shut up during Econs tutorial today. Fortunately, though, I didn't get my head chopped off or piss the strict lecturer off. At least, I think I didn't. I hope I didn't. Hahahaa. Just call me the lecturer's test of patience. I pissed Miss Hui off yesterday (but then again she was already pissed off when she came into class), and Mr. Low told me with just a little hint of impatience in his voice yesterday to "forget about touch screens for the moment" (we were looking at the shooting equipment in the Digital Media Studio and I kept talking about how everything would be more manageable if only they were touch-screen).

I did the Review Questions for Econs but didn't do tutorial 4 since she'd stressed on the importance of the review questions last week. And guess what? In the end she checked tutorial 4 instead of the review questions, which I'd COMPLETED. Hmf I felt so cheated, like my gf #3634 would say.

IPRA tutorial was fine. For once, I actually had an inkling of what the answer might be instead of just copying off Sarah, Sabarina or Sharina's notes. That's a good sign.

IDEAs sucked as usual, but maybe less today. We did a presentation on our new product idea, which is a Loverscope machine (think neoprint. think lots of insecure young teenager couples who are insecure and who might want to consult a machine on how much they love each other. think 5 very bored polytechnic students trying desperately hard to come up with an idea for a module called IDEA.). One of the wonderful lecturers actually LAUGHED when we were explaining our concept. Oh yay.

Just another laughter-filled day in the life of a DMC 1B/02 student =) .

Only one word can describe my current mood-BLAH. I'm in one of those funny moods when I feel happy and ok and at peace with the world one minute and the next, I feel BLAH and BAH for no particular reason. Normal people may call it moodswings or PMS and the like.

What oh what should I blog about?

I shall not go on about being put into the second best (or second worst) column in command of the language for news writing. I HATE coming in second in things I think I am good in. Ah well...don't be so complacent, May.

Bah bah bah.

Ok I will now deliver amore "interesting and funny" post, as promised. Though don't blame me if it doesn't come out as funny and interesting as I intended because I am not in the best of moods.

Things I would Love to Wake Up To

1. Birds chirping (melodiously and at a volume which is audible but not loud enough to annoy), a steady breeze carressing my face, sufficient sunlight to warm my body but not make me feel hot...basically the perfect morning scene (in my eyes).
2. The love of my life sleeping beside me (fully clothed of course).
3. The refreshed feeling you get when you have had enough sleep and wake up naturally.
4. The notion of a full day of fun and joy and relaxation ahead.
5. Peace in the house. Or everybody in the family actually being considerate and not making excessively loud noise for once and just going about their business quietly and happily.

Things I DO Wake Up To

1. My mother talking at the top of her voice to other members of my family when said members of the family are standing right in front of her (loudness runs in the family).
2. My brother(s) talking at the top of his/their voice/s back to my mother, or each other.
3. Everett shouting for no reason, like he always does. He just, like, talks to himself really loudly. Or something.
4. Noise from the TV in the living room.
5. Strong sunlight pouring through the window, burning into my skin.

Went out with my family minus Ken for shopping for the entire afternoon, from 1-5 pm. Everett was being extremely annoying and acting retarded. He was going "Jiejiejiejiejiejiejiejeijeijeijeiejiejiejie" (continuously calling "Sister" in chinese) all the time while we were shopping.



This is the shirt that my dad is going to wear on Chinese New Year. Yuck.



Crimson briefs with Chinese New Year motifs on them for a prosperous new year, from Hush Puppies. My mother and I then decided to try and find similar panties. Unfortunately, Truimph didn't sell any prosperous panties.

So, anyway, I managed to get a new bag and slippers from Converse. Yes, I know, I should stop trying to be the spokesperson for Converse. Can't help it though, love their stuff.

I still need/want:

1. Earphones. Urgent need. Mine are irritating the hell out of me as they do not work unless I keep pulling the wire.
2. 2 tops
3. Shoes

I just love Chinese New Year. It's the most profitable festival. I get money, and new everything from clothes to bags. Perfect excuse for buying everything. And, of course, visit not-so-long-lost relatives. Wahaha. And I'm already planning how to spend my ang bao money. Bad, bad Morphus =p .

I promise to write more interesting/funny posts soon.

Yawn. Went to cousin's house. Aunt invited my family to their house as she claimed that she'd bought too many ingredients for a steamboat and would like us to come help them finish. Realised later that it was actually her birthday. How clever...haha. However, the maid cut the birthday cake before any candles were put on it because she thought the cake was just normal dessert and not, u know, for a birthday. Everybody laughed their asses off over that. Also, ate more tang yuan, yum yum. I love my aunt. She's so funny and easy to get along with and also full of surprises, like I discovered today. Kudos to you, dear aunt! =D

To Pingster (unless it isn't really you, in which case I am so sad for your sad life): Oh wow. I had no idea that my blog was so easy to find. I was seriously half-joking when I wrote Hi Pingster. Hahaaha. Thanks for your, uh, compliment regarding my template. =) Haha if my "kaypoh DMC seniors" find it, let it be. I don't have anything against them. Hope you will come visit anytime u want. 'Tis not everyday I get a lecturer tagging on my blog, you know.

To Becky: Oh I had this neighbour from the same block in my HDB flat last time who always talked to my mother in Hainanese, which is pretty much the only dialect which my mother can't speak AND understand. And my mother did the exact same thing as you: nod along and smile.

No, my bro's alarm clock does not scream Pika Pika. It screams some dumb music and when you hit the button to make it stop, it will say "Good MARNING, Have a nice day." in a kiddy, high-pitched, jap sounding and irritating voice.

Made some minor changes to the Snuffles logo and my blog's tagline/description.

Yay your favourite blog is back in action. Last night, I was shocked when my father and my mother and Everett started singing karaoke at about 9 pm. The things my family does are too stupid to be boring and too boring to be outrageous. Hahaha. Anyway, turns out they were testing the new Philips DVD player they just bought last night. The DVD player has KTV function. Yay so now I don't have to go to K Box to sing anymore! Ya, right. Unless I want to sing really old songs from my parents' generation. AND get the black-faced neighbour who lives in the apartment opposite ours (but same floor) to give us even blacker faces in future.

Have I mentioned them before? The whole family gives us black face everytime they see us (haven't noticed if they do it to others too), except the father and son. The son is Ken's bball mate and the father just looks like he would like to smile at us but scared that his wife will jump at his throat and pounce on him. The wife is the worst. She really really acts as if we did her wrong in our past lives or something. Been giving us super black face ever since we moved in. Once, Ken helped her daughter take some homework (they were in the same class or something) and delivered it to their doorstep. They never even said a word of thanks and simply closed the door on him. I hope they move house ASAP (dunno where I heard this from, but they've been saying they want to move house for v long alr...even got their daughter to change schools; she used to be in my sec sch..maybe she wanted to change sch when she found out that I was in that school cos she changed sch on the second day of sch. But cannot be, right...). The daughter takes after her. Never acknowledges our presence.

Oh well. Who needs neighbours like them. This, however, leads me to think that pple who live in HDB flats are better. We were on quite good terms with the neighbours when we lived in the HDB flat. There was this uncle who is very tall and very fit-looking who likes it a lot when we call him Ah Gong (can't remember if it's Ah Gong or Ah Pek). He will ignore you unless you call him first and then he will be all smiles. Haha. But the our next door neighbour then was also not on good terms with us. My parents didn't like them as they had this funny habit of slamming the doors v loudly on an everyday basis. Maybe there were other reasons, but this is the most prominent one I guess. But we made up in the end before they moved away. They even invited us to their house-warming party, in which I recall this stupid friends of the son did something nasty like telling me to go kill my character when I was playing (he asked me to go and touch the bad guy or sth) so that HE could play. Yuck.

Oh and my mother hated this other neighbour who lived upstairs. He was an avid gardener, and had lots of plants outside his flat. According to my mother, everyday he would pour out the dirty water his plants had accumulated in their pots right downstairs, just like that. And of course our clothes were in the way of the filthy water. He made my mum really really angry. I'm not sure if they had any clashes though.

My mum is very good friends with this neighbour who lived on the other side of the flat. The neighbour was a very good cook and also knew how to bake a lot of things. And the food she bakes is really really nice. She taught my mother how to cook and bake a lot of food like pineapple tarts, cakes, almond biscuits etc. And thanks to her my mother used to make a lot of this kind of confectionery and our stomachs were very blessed. But now my mother is too tired to do all that. Baking is hard work.

So although HDB flats have some hateful people too, at least they talk to each other and look out for each other...unlike some condo pple who dun even give u a chance to do anything wrong and just give u black face the moment u move in. If we've done anything wrong just tell us la. If they think my father on the music at nite too long then come and bang on our door and say la. Or if they think our whole family is too loud then tell us nicely la. Why must give black face. I'm thinking maybe they hated the occupants before us. That's why they decided to transfer their hatred for the previous occupants to us. Which is totally stupid if it's true. In my humble opinion, that is. But you never know. Some adults can behave like total kids.

P.S Pingster is one of our lecturers who is an avid "blog-hunter". I bet she's reading this now. Or maybe she found it once and decided not to come back to it because of my precious blog music. Wahaha saved by Lan Tian. But just in cases, HIIIIIIIII PINGSTER remember to give me more marks for my CA! Thanks. N pls tag. PINGSTERPINGSTERPINGSTER hahaha I bet my blog will appear first on the list if anyone does a search on PINGSTER in the search engines.

In school now. Ken's handphone alarm rang at 5.55 a.m.. I decided to ignore it and wait for MY alarm to ring at 6 a.m. And then, a few seconds later, Everett's Pikachu alarm started ringing. And Everett's Pikachu alarm is VERY VERY LOUD. So I thought "Fine, fate, you win." and got up.

My brothers got up shortly after and I ate my breakfast while trying not to puke at the sight of Ken's half-boiled eggs (don't half-boiled eggs look raw and disgusting??). And then he got up to get some SWEET SAUCE to put on his eggs. I think he wanted soy sauce. But oh well. I decided not to alert him to the fact that it was sweet sauce he was pouring on his half-raw eggs (which gives me an idea for a new test for optimism/pessimism as an alternative to "Is the glass half filled or half empty?"-"Are the eggs half-raw or half-boiled?") So it was black half-boiled eggs after that and I finished my bread in a great big hurry, waxed my hair and left for school.

There was a gigantamongous traffic jam on the roads, it being the first day of school for all the other college, primary and secondary institutes. I got up the bus at 6.37 a.m. and reached school at 7.40 a.m.. By 7.50 a.m. only me, Jawei and Jasmine were at the taxi stand. We walked into the school together, joined by a sniffling Rudolph-lookalike Jia Ying soon after.

Shortly after reaching the Digital Media Studio (where we were having our first lesson of the day), Sarah (class rep and girlfriend extraordinare) arrived and informed us that the first class of the day was cancelled as Mr. Low (the lecturer) was sick. Oh yay. Enduring the sight of my brother eating black half-raw eggs, a mega traffic jam resulting in a bus moving at 1 cm/hour, being awaken by Pikachu all for nothing.

So here I am, with free time up till 12 p.m.. Isn't life just great? But at least I have my classmates to suffer with me.

Sorry for this really boring entry. I feel energetic but I think I am very tired and bored inside.

P.S I have added a player thingamajig for the music on my blog. You can now click stop on the player if you really really want to miss out on a nice song. It still starts playing automatically, though. I dunno why. So you still can't access it from school.

Woke up refreshed this morning at 11.30 am. Had about 12 hours of sleep. Hopefully it is enough to make up for yesterday and all the school days' loss of sleep. Went out for lunch with family in the afternoon. We went to United Square, where my father's office is (read: free parking). Everett needed new school shoes and apparently Hang Ten had some, so we went to Hang Ten. I refused to buy any clothes from there despite constant offers from my parents to buy me some. Everybody has Hang Ten clothes nowadays. Gotta keep up the "standards". However, my mother fell in love with this singlet which came with a pair of shorts. She didn't like the pair of shorts, so she decided not to buy it. I offered to take the pair of shorts, though they really were ugly. I said I'd wear them at home. The Art of Self Sacrifice. So she got her wonderful singlet in the end. Later, while we were paying, the cashier scanned an item wrongly or something and almost overcharged us. My father noticed (as always) and pointed out that it should be $60 instead of $73. Eventually the mistake was corrected and my father proudly exclaimed "I counted faster with my brain than the computer could calculate." I rolled my eyes and said "Right." Why oh why did I only inherit his bhb-ness and not his mathematical genes as well.

After that was lunch at Soup Restaurant (a chinese restaurant which specialises in...you guess). I was unhappy about their choice of restaurant at first, as it looked like the kind which does not offer any food I would fancy. As we were waiting for seats outside the restaurant, I met Cheryl (sec sch friend) and her sis. And there I was hoping I wouldn't meet any of my friends as I was wearing my tattered and unglam home clothes (it's been pouring everyday, and I didn't want to give my mother any more problems with space for drying clothes). Oh well. And then we went into the restaurant and bumped into my uncle and his family. What a string of coincidences.

Anyway the food there wasn't bad at all. The tofu was yummy scrummy. The soup was really good, too. And so were the pork ribs. Pretty much everything we ordered was scrumptious, really. Walked about for a while, trying to get a pair of sandals for me (urgent need lor. my sandals have been spoilt for forever.) but t'was a futile effort.

Went home, then came out again at 8 plus for dinner. Had it at Han's in Hougang Mall. Fast forward...I ate lots cos I was hungry (as usual). Then, when we had reached home and were walking to our door after exiting the lift, my father asked "Would you dare to ride a motorbike? I can buy one for you."

How shocking.

Me: Mum would kill you.

Mum: You mad ah? What kind of father are you? So dangerous...

Dad: She everyday take bus to school very long leh. Anyway those kind of smaller bikes wun have accidents one what...

Mum: Ya right...blah blah blah

Hahaha. My father loves to make such stupid suggestions and of course, no follow-up one. Say say only. Riding a motorbike IS quite cool, but I don't think it's worth the risk. I am still quite sane, like Becky has very gladly observed.

You're an ESFP

ESFP

You're a fun-loving outgoing person and are naturally drawn to people...you are quite enthusiastic and exuberant...and usually well-liked by others.. you're good at meeting people and helping them enjoy themselves...you are sympathetic towards people and generous with your time and money. You wanna be where the action is and will see things in your own special way...

You're aware what is going on around you and notice stuff that others miss. You're popular and gregarious and are often busy in social stuff...you are instigators of activity and like to be "where the action is..."...you like laughing at yourself and others....you like to help others and often join organizations that letcha do that..if you work as a teenager, chances are that you'll take a job that lets you interact with others (gift shop, waiter, anywhere you can charm or shmooze)....you're "on stage" often...

You're the eternal optimist, and always seem to land on your feet, somehow. (gee, all this stuff shows you might be good in the Storm Palace pubs..) you can interact with people of all ages, backgrounds or types with no problem.. you learn best when you can interact with others and DO things, not just observe or listen about 'em... Teachers are the key to your success.. they have to care about you for you to want to do well..

You don't like conflict or intellectual arguments...you don't like learning by sitting quietly by yourself and reading some boring abstract stuff..."how does it relate to my day-to-day life?!" You know how to motivate others to get the job done...you can link together people and resources...you'd probably be happy being a coach or a receptionist or a therapist...anywhere you could help people and be responsive to 'em...you don't impose your will.

You like teamwork...you can get caught up in others' emotions.. your style is inclusive and allowing others to participate in the decisions..you don't need to suck up all the glory...you like to take breaks and relax..you love being active and going out and doing things with friends...
You're fun to be with and bring enjoyment to situations...you find fun in the moment...your friends are VERY important to you, and I'll bet you tell 'em so and let 'em know it somehow...you like to reach out and touch the lives of others...you like to share your values with those you love... you might move in or out of a relationship depending if it "feels" comfortable..you get kinda hampered with disapproval.. you can overwhelm your partner with all this affection and stuff...when there's a breakup, you can move on and get over it quickly, surrounding yourself with your friends...

Be careful on these: don't spend too much time socializing and not enough on the task at hand. You'll probably talk on the phone rather than work. Also, don't forget to finish what you start..get some planning skills and time management...don't ignore the logical facts, as much as you'd rather go by subjective stuff...finally, don't be so action-oriented that you forget to plan ahead...

ESFP: "Extra Special Friendly Person"

Very True

• naturally drawn to people
• sympathetic towards people and generous with your time and money
• often busy in social stuff
• like laughing at yourself and others
• like to help others (all I want in return is appreciation)
• "how does it relate to my day-to-day life?!"
• you don't impose your will
• like to take breaks and relax
• love going out and doing things with friends
• find fun in the moment
• your friends are VERY important to you, and I'll bet you tell 'em so and let 'em know it somehow
• you like to reach out and touch the lives of others
• you get kinda hampered with disapproval
• You'll probably talk on the phone rather than work
• wanna be where the action is

Not Sure if True

• aware what is going on around you and notice stuff that others miss
• will see things in your own special way
• eternal optimist (not anymore, I think? Not sure though.)
• learn best when you can interact with others and DO things, not just observe or listen about 'em
• know how to motivate others to get the job done
• can link together people and resources

Not Very True

• often join organizations that letcha do that (I like to help, but I am too lazy to join organisations)
• don't like intellectual arguments (I like, if I'm in the mood)
• You like teamwork (I prefer individual)
• don't need to suck up all the glory (I like credit and appreciation..but maybe not ALL la)

Feel free to enlighten me on the Not Sure if True and/or contradict me on the Very True and Not Very True. But only if you're sure. Don't confuse me. Haha.

Realised that I forgot to mention some things in the previous post:

1. My Love Actually DVD is still in Ryan's DVD player, I believe. I took home an empty DVD box.
2. My hair extension vanished into thin air while I was sleeping. When I came home it was still intact, then when I woke up at 2.30 pm it was gone. I am cool no more and have joined the ranks of you mere mortals.
3. As I don't consider it the New Year yet until Chinese New Year arrives, New Year resolutions will be made at a later date.

Yesterday was smashing. Reached Tanah Merah station at 5.35 pm, where I was meeting my classmates. By 6.30 all of them had arrived and we headed to Ryan's place. His house is very nice, I must say. Looks like a hotel.

Had Canadian 2 for 1 pizza for dinner (which really cost a bomb for dunno what reason-$69.90 for 4 pizzas, and it's supposed to be buy 1 get 1 free) while watching MTV. Nice (but expensive) 'za, Pastamania-standard spaghetti courtesy of Andrew, good tv...what more could one ask for?! Ryan's parents returned shortly after our dinner, when we'd started watching Love Actually.

We paused the DVD immediately for fear that they would see the "naughty scenes". Ryan's mother offered us some champagne. How cool! After they'd gone back to their rooms, we continued watching Love Actually. Pretty enjoyable, I would think. After the movie finished, it was about 11 pm. We decided to go downstairs to the poolside and have our little countdown without disturbing the family.

We played 2 pathetic rounds of Truth or Dare, then pretty much decided that it was not for a bunch of 17-year-olds at a very wet poolside. By which time it was almost 12 midnight. We started calling some of our classmates and wishing them a Happy New Year. Sarah said "I am God." to all of them. Aizat (classmate and resident mad cow) decided that we should all jump into the pool at 12 am.

And so we did.

We all held hands, all 7 of us excluding JY and Andrew (who couldn't do the mad deed for certain reasons) and jumped into the swimming pool.

With all our clothes on. Sonia didn't bring extra clothes. Sharina couldn't swim. Aizat was having a cold. Sarah is scared of the cold and the pool was freezing. Ryan had to be pushed in cos he refused to jump in. Jia Hui was still having a cough.

Hahahahaha we are all loony.

It was Aizat's idea of "splashing" into the New Year. Like, literally. Do something outrageous on the first hours of 2005. Hahahaahaha it was damn hilarious and fun.

After lots of splashing around, the security guard appeared. He was damn cool about it and told us that we could stay in the pool for 15 minutes and he'd close one eye about it as he understood that we were all celebrating New Year.

Eventually, we all stepped out of the pool, dripping wet. Timo was on his way to Ryan's by then (he had something on before that). So we all decided to go to the gate and wait for him. The gate was locked, however, and Aizat pressed the "open" button. It produced a buzzing sound. Alarm alarm! We ran to the basement. Hahahaha. We truly had a whale of a time.

After sitting at the basement for a while, we decided to go up and get a change of clothes. We took turns going into the bathroom while the rest waited outside the door as we didn't want to flood the house with puddles of pool water.

When we were all dry and Timo had arrived (he didn't escape Aizat's very wet hug though), we went into Ryan's room and all the very musically inclined people in our class (i.e almost everybody) started singing and playing on the organ and guitar. Ryan fell asleep eventually and we drew on his leg with a marker. He didn't feel it until JY started making long strokes with the marker. LOL then we woke up and went to the living room to sleep on the couch. Sarah, Jawei, Aizat, Sharina and Sonia cramped themselves onto his bed while the rest of us lay on the floor. We listened to music and talked rubbish until about 5 or 5.30 am, when we eventually fell asleep. And woke up at 6+ am to catch one of the first buses or trains home.

I reached home at about 8 am. My mum had just got up. Went to sleep until 2.30 pm, when I was woken up by Everett's constant at-the-top-of-his-voice dialogue with himself, the toys or my mother. I just love my brother.

But all was well anyway as I got to catch the last one hour of the Taipei Music Festival on tv. Switched on the tv just in time to catch the last part of Nan Quan Ma Ma's performance, which was followed by Jay Chou's. He was having a cold, though, and his voice was affected. But he refused to lip-synch and still sang live. How very nice of him. And now, here I am, typing this.

HAPPY 2005 EVERYONE!!! =)