americans are stupid?

time: 9.53pm

i was trying to watch ugly betty online on this taiwan-based website that provides loads of shows for free! Though they arent all working..most are. go check if they have the show you are looking for. :) its www.fanpop.com

anw i saw this comments at the bottom of the video. haha it made me wonder if americans can really be so ignorant at times. and if the dude is really american. and well..the assumption that the website should be perfect if it is by the jap?
haha ..okayyy....

beckym45 said:
is there a reason that this website and all of the videos on it take FOREVER to buffer, it took me like 3 hours to watch 1 episode and when i had 3 minutes left of it, it just stopped buffering so i couldnt see the end of the episode. arent the japanese ppl supposed to be v. good in tecnology so why is it sooo slow?

asphyxxiated said:
beckym45 its chinese you retard. you definitely must be american because only an american is that stupid.

i was just watching the dance floor finals and in the show, they invited the winner of " so you think you can dance". The guy( whose name i happily forgot), mentioned how he was surprised to see so much talent in Singapore because people in US tend to think that only they are capable of such talent, or something to that extent. umm..right.

filament

I went to see filament last night at 72-13. The last time i was there was to watch a Singapore Arts Festival work, "Play on earth" That was like, what..close to a year ago? Well it was a real eye opener seeing what the final year students had to offer at the end of their 4 years in SCI. Some impressed, some wowed, while others left little to shout about. But i really enjoyed quite a few of them. In 3 years time, i wonder what would my batch present? Although EBM is not my choosen track, but still, its excites me to imagine the ideas that people i know will come up with. Somehow, looking at alot of them now, i would say that the future is bright. :)

Yesterday was a long day. But in between all the rushing around, i had the experience of eating alone on a sat evening. It was a strange feeling, sitted in the middle of chinatown eating dinner with no one oppposite me. haha. I was tempted to go town to eat actually, but the sea of people there daunted me. How do some people do it? I enjoy the anominity at times, if i am maybe in a quiet eatery, by myself. But to be placed in a bustling area where the only sound you get is the constant buzz of conversations and hurried footsteps ? uh...not me at all.

oh and you know why i dun like going places myself? cause i get hopelessly lost most of the time! okok..not most, just ALOT. hopeless miss quek, really. i need to get a rader and attach it to my head or have those sensor tat people attach to the back of the car, so when im getting nearer and nearer my destination, the beeping will get louder or something. haha...how pple will STARE! but hell..if it helps..who cares!! :P

my stomach is suffering from a grotesque mixture of vegetables that my mum made. celery and green pepper? even when mixed with other fruits and vegetables and made as juice, those two are a letal combination! whoa...now you know how to kill me. I hope she doesnt make me drink something like that again!!

p/s: so many people went overseas this weekend! such happy people!! I hope you guys have loads of fun!!!

a tiny taste of the holidays

time: 11.27pm

This is the second day of my holidays. :) I cannot believe how much i slept yesterday, 14 hours in total, it was like, i couldnt get away from the soft beckoning of my sheets!

and today, i saw this really nice gorgeous pair of pants at arab street! sighz...cant stop thinking about them. daph..can we go back again soon, please? :D ate at this nice quaint little place as well. The furniture was old, yet with a nice homely feel to it. could have been the furry colourful lights, could have been the music, or maybe it was the food, cheap and good. hee. and of course, the company!

took quite alot of public transport today. i love taking public transport when i have nothing to do. For one, its airconed, a excellent escape from the sweltering heat outside. but also a chance to really observe, or even shamelessly stared at the passengers. their clothes, their hair, their company, their destination. The moment i got on the train, the first person who caught my eye was this young guy, younger than me, thin without being scrawny, dyed brown hair. He was happily taking up two seats, for reasons i cannot understand, given his small frame, and hidden beneath his shirt collar as a thin gold chain. haha...so ah beng can. or maybe im just being judgemental and unappreciative of the merits of gold.:P

then, there was this girl...she was short, a little on the plump side but wearing a pair of black berms that was smartly cut. Intially she was sitting in the middle seat of the row, then later when the corner seat became vacant, she rose from her seat and changed to it. Immediately, my attention flew to the people she was sitting next to before the change of seats. a case of smelly armpits or snoring old man?? hmm...apparently not. just a harmless middle age lady.
weird. must be a fetist for corner seats that alot of us have. ( yes! even me! though i usually wun change my seat halfway)

then there was this men who came in around dobby gaut. oh my gosh, was he big! He made me seem insignificant in comparison. As he lumbered in, it was hard not to notice the curious, meek glances people were throwing at him. He was in a blue collar shirt, with breast pockets that were stuffed with items. The pockets were so heavy that they drooped low, and both pockets were stained yellow, probably by sweat. sometimes i think it can be tough, living that big.

oh..and its always fun to make faces at babies on the train. they are just so cute. :) :) :)

another thing i can never figure out is this...why do singaporeans have this deep intense fasination with waiting right in front of the door as the train reaches the station, even when it is so so so obvious, there will not be seats, only standing area.LOL some things just never change. i rememeber during my trip to taiwan, i marvel at how MOST(i acknowledge not everyone was as considered) people actually followed the queue line at the mrt station. wow.

haha boring stuff arent this? just simple musings of mine.

tmr is another day out! if things go well..this hols will not be a waste for me. yeah!!

what part of "cant even be friends" do you not understand??

time: 3.22am

again and again

what words did you not understand?

cant believe how angry this is making me.

confinement in 16-3-240

time: 1030pm

second weekend in hall.

thank god for a place called sci. For the past two saturdays, i have been there, one sat to do JC interviews, the other just to study and eat the fantastic food that they provide during interviews. haha..i know- ulterior motive, but at least im there to help finish up the food!

thank god for nice parents who come visit during sunday to deliver lunch and help pick up stuff. feels like they visiting their daughter in prison. hee hee. I think during this period of time, my mum is like the Singapore Health Authority- forever asking me to eat this and that, drink this and that. The other day, i was telling her i think something i ate almost killed me during the exams cause i had a terrible stomachache. 30 mins later, she called back with part two..telling me to throw away all the bread and how to make milo in the morning, which consist of three steps- boiling the water, filling half the cup with hot water and the other half with cold water ( yes mum..i know that!). haha. funny lar she, she will even argue with me about taking bird nest. For all the TLC, i wish that she wouldnt worry so much. Then i dun have to worry about telling her stuff that will make her worry. its a vicious cycle!

still tmr is the last day so guess i will be going home soon. finally! :) i have to admit that right now i kind of like the way it is. The comfort of home always avaliable to me, yet a place in hall where i can go back to and be away from any nagging and scrutiny.

then again..after almost a year in hall, i realised that there are pple out there who NEVER seem to go home. I guess i wont question why, they probably have their reasons. I just wonder what they will do after their 4 years are up and they eventually have to go home. imagine the misery of leaving a place they have grown so attached to, after living and breathing its air for so long.

tmr is my last paper. YES! its difficult to find that last push. People to meet, places to go and things to do after the 23rd of april, let that be the last motivating force i need. plus the need to do well for 816 or dieeee...

oh and chermaine..haha kk.. you may not see this now. but JIA YOU! dun give up kk! everytime you think its so damm tough, remember that the end isnt too far away. just a little bit more! dun sigh, must continue to try!! :D *hugs* same goes to the worried ferret next door!

exams

time: 950pm

i should be doing 104. but somehow i cant summon the determination to do it. I've finished 103 and 803 today. haha two papers in a day can be tiring, but it was quite funny after 803 (which most of us left by the 1st hour btw), everyone was like " OMG! i shouldn't have S/U-ed! hee hee. me? i dun regret my decisions lar. At least i managed to get through the exams pretty relaxed.

havent blogged for a while i noticed. Well..wasnt much to shout about cause it was the buildup to the exams, and how happy can one be during that point of time? :)

but today, with it being the 1st day of my exams in the second sem of my uni school life, i can say " FINALLY YOU ARE HERE". haha..im talking about the exams lar.

really, i have respect for all CS students this week. I know most of us are exhuasted under the exams stress. Most of us have 5 papers in 4 days and while others have the luxary of days in between to study, we have to be satisfied with only 1 week before, cause of the amount of project work usually due all the way to the last week. I cannot understand the rational of squeezing EVERYTHING one after the other, but then again, now that the exams have started, i cannot help but be grateful for them being one after the other. It helps to keep the momentum going. stress, yes. tired, yes. But soon we will walk out of it all, with a big smile on our faces!

This sem has been trying..but think. In less than a week, we have a lonngggggg break to look forward too!! :D :D :D jia you people!

its all about tone

time: 1.55pm

its all about tone

how come i can say things that just dun come out sounding right.
i dun mean to mock, or make fun and
hopefully, i dun actually sound that way.


103 is over, i would love to swear it off now. but that will have to wait till the 17th.

Today, i can officially start studying for my exams.

It has been generally agreed that this sem was much tougher than the last, but as feebs said today, " i think i will say the same thing again next sem."
hee..how true indeed,

exams in less than 2 weeks

Time: 3.49am

i'm awake now simply cause i slept for close to 10 hours today. woke up at 8am, ate breakfast, went back to sleep till 10plus. after lunch, i had part two of my nap. :) sinful i know, but i couldnt help it!

this week is almost done. managed to come home on wed night this week and it felt so goooodddd. Plus i can now proudly say that i have survived 106! i may not have been the best speaker, but what matters is that it is over and now i can just concentrate on my exams. Impromptu wasnt too bad cause the make up class was small, plus my topic was ok- "self-improvement". really...no one is perfect, so it was easy to expand on it. I could never understand where my fear for speech stems from, given all my exposure. somehow in this instance, practise doesnt make perfect. :S

This is senseless rambling today. anw while we may all dread the coming exams, but if you can think abt it positively, think of the post-exams joy! :)))) haha plus my decision not to work, only makes me more excited abt the endless things i can do with my time. slogging away EVERY SINGLE DAY of my december hols was enough...

cheerios :)

flight of fancy

time: 1210pm

on tuesday, we had a few 106 group speeches. Many chose to do the topic "fantasy" One group talked about the fantasy that people build for themselves. A make believe world where they can be someone else. A world that is created due to a desire to achieve what we think we are incapable of now. Another group talked about the fantasy that we see in stories, in movies, in books. The beauty of wizards and talking lions and middle earth.

i loved both interpretation.

maybe cause i'm guilty of both. hee :D

I dun wish to be someones else though. I am happy the way i am. true, there are times of self-doubt, low self esteem, but at the end of the day, who else would i want to be but me? :) Instead of wishing to be someones else, i try to make do with what i have. It doesnt work that well at times, cause then it makes me easily resigned to fate, to forget that maybe i can try to improve myself to be like others, rather than just sitting around thinking " never mind, i'm just like that."

oh..but i love to think about "what ifs", the make believe world, where i can be somebody that isnt even remotely me. where things go beyond logic and ANYTHING can happen.

I wish i could do magic, having talking pictures and toys.
I wish i could actually catch my stuff toys having a tea party when i wake up in the middle of the night.
I wish i could climb up tree tops to find a different realm existing there. above the clouds.
I wish that the gallant fights between good and evil were always so clear, so surreal, as we watch with bated breathe, to know that good will prevail and we will all learn important lessons that can change the world.
I wish i was brave enough to do things that defy convention.
I wish to defy gravity.
I wish i could pluck sweets out of tree,
Have little flowers that would burst out chocolate syrup.(yum..)
That i could communicate with animals with a whistle or a hiss
That witches were really cute little old ladies with pointy black hats.
That lectures will be in song and dance and notes were all in music scores, ready to be sang during exams.
That friendship could forever be as innocent as it was when we were young.

i know...its a jumble of thoughts actually and i could go on for a long time. But what is a life without a little fantasy, a little flight into the unknown. I've always felt so sure that somewhere out there, was a world that is beyond our imagination, where lived people, creatures that no story book or movie has ever described. even now, i think that its out there, waiting to be found. :)

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this week, i lost a friend, to distance, to time, to expectations. we have come a long way and if 6 years of friendship stand for nothing, i have nothing else to say. The inevitable has happened i guess. I wonder what you are doing now, all the way across the world, where you sleep when i wake and i wake when you sleep.
Take care my friend. They always say that the world is small, and if we do meet again, lets do it with a smile.