Dear Splitends,

Why do you always look most awesome and luscious right before a haircut? Because you know the impending doom you're about to face?

Hope this teaches you to not be wild and frizzy and oddly shaped on a daily basis.

We are not meant to be:(

But I guess that's just who you are lol. Besides lucky you!! You can join your other splitends on the floor:D Viva la Splitends paradise~

Yay,
Happy me

(^typed before the haircut)

It's such a long time since I went to a proper salon w wash blow etc (the one downstairs just provides cutting) I nearly forgot how ticklish it is when she massages your neck. It triggered the snake in me as I squirmed, all of them have the same reaction, "Ha ha girl ah ticklish?" and proceed to do it again.




This is me getting my hair whipped into shape by left, funny shampoo lady (she is so nice!!) and right, Joanne

Joanne (my old hairstylist who moved- thank goodness my mom saw her shopping at Bugis Junction and tracked her down! Hallelujah hair gods!) picked up two locks of hair and clicked her tongue going "haiyo why he layer so much on one side! Looks so uneven!" and she went on about how he shouldn't have cut so unevenly of which I can do nothing but to say yes vehemently. Because I cannot nod my head otherwise snip snip my hair will be punk rock style.

Yay I feel like I can be like the deaf violinist who finally got to perform on stage and whip that hair of hers like a helicopter:>

Starbucks at Vivo have many cute kids (this super lucky girl who has muthahuge eyes and double eyelids, long lashes thrown in!!!!!! Oh God she will be beautiful when she grows up) and cleavage-bearing women

Ah well back to GP. Which my sister vandalized cos she was bored.

Oh and! 13th week! Hahaha<3




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Let's get down to business and
I'll be shining like fireworks over your sad empty town

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Finally, the acrid taste of the forbidden apple


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Walnut cheesecake: indulgence and brain power




The perks of being a chocolate wallflower

The McCafe set is pretty worth it, chocolate and coffee and milk and cake all for a sweet $6.50




What a pretty shimmery crimson red

I need to find an OPI in this shade!



Am getting pretty attached to this Ferragamo brooch, I wear it with pretty much every plain top that can heal the brooch holes (not unlike Wolverine and X-23 (edit:py says her name is Deathclaw) who looks like Ms Jasmine Seah)

Hot and dangerous

My eye makes weird clicking sounds when I blink:/ OMG must be watch too much..



Don't take me too seriously I do not watch peas and corn btw

Peas and corn: revolutionizing porn everywhere

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I interrupt my feverish studying (well not really since it's still pretty early and I have high initial friction before attaining constant velocity) and reflect upon life, more specifically, how I've been living my life for the past 4 days cos of SBJ.

I'm not claiming to be representative of human population or whatsoever, but people like me. Whom I will call "people".

So there are people out there who tries to prepare for the worst in anticipation that something terrible will happen. You ignore the good things that are happening, that has happened. You focus on the negative things sited of what makes you happy. Sounds familiar? All the good things that happened suddenly seemed insignificant as your mind conjure up seemingly endless and increasingly disastrous scenarios.

Because that is what I'm like on my SBJ. it becomes a conscious effort try to not to focus on the negative. With a fertile imagination it is pretty hard. Just yesterday, I kept coming up with scenarios that would probably not happen (extrapolating from past events) and trying to mentally prepare myself for it. But I can't. My mind tore the walls of my mental defense down, leaving my emotional state in a wreck. I wanted to push myself and see how much I can take. I can't.

You know, stop doing that. I believe that when such a thing ever happens, all the mental prep in the world will not make you any less traumatized. You know people don't live forever and you know that since young. Does it make you any less sad that someone close to you no longer contributes to the carbon dioxide in the air? No it won't.

(Appreciate the people you have now. Thank you for being my pillar of support and my beacon of light in my darkest times. I wanna cuddle the fuck out of you.)

But by then, when the situation you've been attempting to prepare yourself for happens, perhaps it's mental fortitude that magically gets called out due to adrenaline or whatever, and you will realize that you don't live forever, and you have to use the tine you have to do what you love. Love people, love things, love Molly (that is the name of the cat we're gonna get), love making plans and love being happy. Really and truly happy.

Heck, love studying!

I shall go try to convince myself and you should too.

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Your words are my adrenaline rush<3


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Such steptitude for a young boy




Desires=/=outcomes

Oh dear prelims start in 4 days, this is too fast for me to bear.

Feel like I'm losing balance on a tightrope.

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I wanna be a piece of jell-o

Always able to adapt to the situation and is inpenetrable, even if you get impaled you won't feel anything. Beats being an emotional fuck and having someone else bear the brunt of your emotional brutalities.


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Give me a sign, I wanna believe




Hoping to get some inspiration and revelation

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有时候我也需要有人哄我开心


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The train ride home is unbearably long and boring, not many interesting people to watch anyway.




What would you pay for the price of beauty? Had to bear with the pain of blister inducing shoes (am calling them shoes due to the lack of knowledge and differentiation between types of shoes; what separates oxfords from maryjanes? At least I know the difference between peep toes, stilettos, wedges, platforms, the infamous crab-claws donned by Lady Gaga when she was feeling particularly crustacean; which some guys (note the qualifier! Not all, but some!) might classify as "all heels what, where got difference?") makes me wonder what other pains people are willing to tolerate for the sake of a so called beauty.

(Having to keep track of what goes into the parenthesis (and a parenthesis within a parenthesis- parenthesiception!)(didn't anyone say whatever goes into the parenthesis ought to follow or povide substantiation for your point?) is keeping me entertained.)

SO. Back to price of beauty. Suddenly thought of plastic surgery and the rising trend in Korean youths undergoing to knife for some nip and tuck to look more like those guys in boybands (such pretty features!)

What would you actually change if you can undergo surgery? Not that I'm saying I would but, not like I earn as much as the President ($4 million! A year? A month?? Why has the time frame been left out in the newspaper article? Hmmm) and can afford a new face or body but you know, what IF.

I'd undergo rhinoplasty actually. I mean, not that there's anything particularly WRONG with it (I mean it serves me perfectly well as a breathing tool) but it's just.. Unaesthetic. Unless the job is botched, the only downturn I can see is that I can't do pig noses anymore since my nose would be propped up by a silicon piece or whatever they put into your nose.

But anyway, I still think we should all embrace au natural beauty because if someone likes you after PS, you're better off without him anyway. Buy him a Barbie or something.

In order to truly spread the notion of natural beauty and to discourage rich (and increasingly affluent middle class) from undergoing needless plastic surgery and being obsessed with the idea of perfection in a non-perfect world, we need a FACE.

A face that you can easily identify with and thus embrace your inner beauty.

A face that makes you feel good about yourself.

A face that makes you feel like you're the best looking person in the world.

Also, an effective slogan.

"-facts and figures about rhinoplasty- The fact that you are even reading this shows that you're still alive and breathing. Be thankful; you don't need a nose job. Donate to WorldVision."

OR

"Look at him. He went beyond mere looks and still did great deeds. You can too! Call 1800-no-noses for anonymous help."

Learn to focus on other strengths instead of the flaws!



Let my smile distract you from my nose, or lack thereof

And if you, despite my telling you not to read this longass post, are reading this, I hope you weren't too embarrassed when I tried to encompass you with my aura in the gym hahaha:P <3

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OMG LATER I POST ON MY NCC AIR BLOG THEN I GGXX

we all need a quiet place from time to time, to take a break from our busy lives. in the midst of exam preparation, phone calls, facebook, twitter, tumblr, whatever, we have forgotten what it's like to even sit down and relax your mind for 30 seconds.

we get too caught up in meaningless rat races and you don't enjoy it.

click the hyperlink above ("quiet place" in the first line) and remember what it's like to relax.

caps can be scary. they mean rules. try typing without caps. does it scare you less?

:)

WHO DID THIS ÖÖ

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Omg my mom bought 2 durian snowskins and 2 green tea snowskins<333 it's so hard to concentrate knowing the mooncakes are but 3 meters away from me right now

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The agitation that Cheryl and I felt from watching Tang Xin Feng Bao was actually quite funny, especially so when we were texting! "Fucking liar!" "omg how can she live with herself??? Fuck!!"

Intense emotions building up due to exam stress

Still can't find my grey ribbon hairclip ughhhhhhhh:(( but py bought me a new hairpin today yay:D no more will I leave it on my sister's desk, which has already claimed a pink rubber band and innumerous hair pins, where it goes I have no idea

Doing splits work as well as caffeine in keeping you awake, presumably from the intense groin stretch!

Mental break had ended and I think you have gone to sleep so I'm just gonna party like a rokstarr with organic Chem \m/


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Special delivery straight through my heart




Special delivery straight to my stomach

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New location service for better stalking hahaha


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Location:Cantonment Rd,Singapore,Singapore

So far away
I wish you were here
With you by my side
I will fight and defend


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With this much caffeine poured down my throat in 3 hours (tall hot coffee, grande mocha frappucino and a venti green tea cream), why am I still feeling more like a Cheshire cat than a Mad Hatter?:(

Even if the caffeine takes a long time to kick in, I think 2 days is long enough D:

It has always used to be the case of choose the best secondary school and the best junior college when I was in primary school.

I turned down a DSA offer to Dunman High (I wrote an essay on how pro my chinese orchestra skillz are and DHS is a school whose CO is quite prestigious so they accepted me. Without an interview or whatever. Unconditional acceptanceÖ) and it was really risky cos I may do not as well as expected in PSLE, and what if I applied to DHS then they reject me cos I rejected them first?

But now, when applying to a university, it's a lot harder because there're so much more things to consider. The course you choose now will affect your LIFE. That's like 80 more years to go.

And there's the whole issue of the people and memories you'll leave behind if I go overseas. Sigh:C

Meowx

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Dating on stranger tides is fun:D

So much to remember already<3 I'm a happy kid thanks to you(:(:

That is until I think about the longass list of work to do then sigh sian:(

The councillor is quite lulz, restarted talking about when he will tell parents and inform school

It happens if I were to smoke/do illegal things (eg underaged sex)/hurt myself/hurt others.

So I asked him, what if students tell him in confidence and tell him not to tell anyone they're cutting themselves? He said he will ask for that student's permission but there is still a moral obligation to inform the parents, cos what if he/she cuts deeper than usual and the parents find out that the student told the councillor, then councillor confirm kena cos if he told the parents they MIGHT have intervened.

Which is kinda counterintuitive cos
1. If the parents were going to e calm and objective and try to find a way to solve the cutting issue, the child would have approached the parents in the first place
2. The parents will probably yell at him/her ten he/she emo some more then cut more

So.. Yeah. Quite tough to be councillor also. Like what if telling the parents may not the best for the kid? But if you don't tell, what if the parents could have helped the kid? Moral dilemmas~

Which is prolly why I can't e a councillor. If I told the parents then the kid turn up at my door with bloodshot eyes from all the crying, and look at me all Ju-On ish and say, "I trusted you. I won't forget this. I won't forget what you did to me. EVER. you just wait."

I will just flip zomg!


And when I got home, before I said Amen, asking God if He could play it again


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A government has to decide when to give up consumption goods for investment in capital goods for long run returns.

No one knows if these investments will pay off, but I know that if the government chooses to satisfy short term wants, long term satisfaction will not be attained.

Economics is beautiful in the sense that it is apparent in every aspect of social and human interaction. Maybe it was created because there seems to be a need to create order in disorderliness.

To what extent do you agree?

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Soft walnut bread from St.Leaven's
With Loacker (?) lined up in formation
Kekanan lurus~
More than half the cadets are burnt from the sun
The burnt ones=more chocolate! are always yummier

I love cherries(:
The darkest cherries are the sweetest

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NDP

Yay I have blogpress now!!!! Happy(: no need to go on safari and wait hell long for it to load.

This morning when I went down there were people who smiled at me! Such is the warmth of Singaporeans. It feels very good and you feel happy~ try it! Smile at strangers, even if they don't smile back, know that you made a difference and perked up their day(: I even wished this bald man happy national day hahahah I think he got a shock.

So happy to see crowds and crowds of people thronging MBLM and MB! And they were all wearing red and white:') so much national pride yay~

The most memorable part of the parade, besides the fireworks, was the giant XLBs dancing hahah that was hilarious. The contingent were super zai as usual, when the boy was running around with the flag I kinda wanted to see him fall but I'm glad he didn't, this is the last time we'll see President Nathan as President!!!

The fireworks are SUPER FUCKING AWESOME omg they made a crescent and 5 stars one out. Damn cool! Abit deformed but zomg damn nice~ if you think the tv one looks very impressive, wait till you see it live!! X10 better!

Then President walked around shaking hands, I really wanted to be one of those lucky performers who got to touch the hands that shaped the nation. What would you say to him if you were there?

I'll probably say, "Thank you for giving us the best that Singapore has to offer. I know people don't really know what you do except to wave regally at NDPs but I'm sure you do many things away from the media's eye, unknown to the public, that is essential to Singapore's success."

Except that it's too long and I probably can't say it within 7 seconds max unless I rap it. Lol I bet his face won't change, like he's used to people rapping in his face all the time.

Omg quite cool imagine his housekeeper or whatever have to do this every morning:

Housekeeper: Mr President, do you want orange lemon apple pear aloe Vera grapefruit banana honeydew pineapple juice? Coffee or tea? Black white flat creamer? And it goes on and on and on, LET'S PUT OUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR SOMETIME SAYING-
Mr Prez: Black coffee kthxbai.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE I LOVE YOU(((:

And happy 10th week heheh^^

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Oh my good lord what happened to London???:'(

Ooh 666th post!

I know he loved you

A long time ago

I ain't jealous of you

Just thought you should know

You were never good enough for him

Or anything like me

So you might as well sit back cause I ain't

trying to show maturity

X is the shape I drew through your face

in permanent marker

Just like the mark you knew you were making

Who do you think you are

To write on his heart

in permanent marker

Dark clouds lie low, hugging the sky
Never closer to humanity as now
Sunshine whispers, have we met?
Give me novocaine

LOL Daryl Tan they updated the SGC list to include taekwondo just for you XD

"According to HQ's new regulations for the wearing of head dress, whenever you are attired in any NCC uniform, which is usually No.3 or No.4, you are required to wear either your beret or your jockey cap in public. You will only be allowed to remove your head dress when you are in a building."

..What the fuck? Have you seen how some Part As wear their uniform, much less their berets/jockeys?

The sandcastle finally hugged the sea.