What the hell.

Why does Melbourne Uni bother having exam rules when they aren't really gonna be implemented anyway?

Had my first paper today. Chinese. Not that I have anything to complain about the paper though... but I somehow felt that the prohibition of the use of Chinese-Chinese dictionaries (we were only allowed a Chinese-English dictionary if we wanted to bring any references) was not carried out firmly enough. I did as we were told and went for the paper empty-handed. Apparently, Chinese-Chinese dictionaries weren't allowed because we were required to give the meanings of certain phrases... as well as construct sentences with them.... which, of course, could be done with the help of a Chinese-Chinese dictionary.

When I came out from the exam hall, I heard from P that some people at the back actually brought along dictionaries (some even with sentence constructions inside!!!!!!) which were of a very big help in the exam *duh*... which means, they did not have to memorise the meanings beforehand. They did not have to construct sentences in their head beforehand. They just effectively brought along the dictionary, and when the time came, they flipped it open, found the phrase, and "Aha! There it is!" And happily copied everything down....

While I, at the other end of the hall, was wrecking my brains, churning out everything I memorised for the past few days. There was a particular question which sprang on me by surprise... and therefore, without any reference I wasn't able to do that question. Whereas other people, with the help of their dictionary, could. I felt really unhappy when I heard about such dishonesty going unnoticed. Didn't our lecturer walk past us one by one to check on us? Didn't she notice anything at all?

Although I thought I did a pretty good job at the paper, I just can't help thinking about how unfair it is to us - the people who memorised everything by heart, whilst dishonest people sitting behind were flipping through dictionaries... even to the extent of passing the dictionaries around to those sitting around them. Totally, absolutely, entirely... pissed. Having a good mind to email my lecturer anonymously... to let her know of such a problem >.<

Someone comfort me...

When the world gets too much
All we need... all we need is...
A touch of love.

Jacky Cheung - Touch of Love.

You for some reason would drown someone


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The picture's hilarious! Pepsi bottle with river background... Wahahaha... I would love to drown her though. Really would. *evil smile*
Wonder why I chose the waters? Because I myself have a phobia of water... and I want her to experience something I'm terrified of. Wahahahhahaa...

Back to the books. Got a paper tomorrow and on the 23rd. And 4 days later, on the 27th, I will be whizzing back to Lion City again. Can hardly wait. To think I pushed back my flight by 3 goddam days. I regret like hell now, can?!

You can run
You can hide
But you can't escape my love

Enrique Iglesias - Escape

innocent kiss - you're cute and sweet and like it
that way


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Bwahahahhaaa. Z's got bitten by an unknown insect in camp and he's got fish lips now. Was out studying with him this afternoon... and believe it or not, he wore a SARS mask out cos he was too embarrassed about looking like a fish... which totally cracked me up. Imagine him with a SARS mask walking on the streets of TPY... it took me about 5 minutes to stop laughing my tears out. Everywhere we went, people stared. Like, "what the heck is this guy doing with a large mask over his mouth?!?"
It's hard for me to describe how hilarious he looked. It was totally heart-stopping drop-dead hilarious I swear!!! Good thing he doesn't read my blog :p

3 days more before I return to Mellyland. Boy... I'm beginning to feel reluctant. But yet anticipating to see my friends back there... (And Piggy's coming here in another 2 days!)

Dilemma dilemma.

Mom made me buy tics for Fei Yuqing in concert. bLah. Wonder if my kids (miraculously if I changed my mind to have one or two) will think the same way when I bug them to buy tics for Jay in concert 20 years later.

Oh man. Just as I was about to say goodbye, I heard a shrill "ppprraaanng" coming from the kitchen. Mom broke a plate and is now screaming for me not to enter the kitchen. Heh. That's my mom for you.

Just think of me
And I'll be there.

I'll be there - The Escape Club

I swear there is no other English song in this world that beats this one. Never.

Just this morning alone, two people whom I haven't seen or spoken to in a long while, asked me:

"just kaypoh-ing ah... how's things with... ?" And then come the smileys and tongues.

I hate it when people ask me this question. Just hate it... although it was just an innocent one. Maybe just trying to make small talk. Maybe just wanting to check if things are still the same. Maybe.
But seriously, if you didn't know about it in the first place, it probably means you didn't deserve to know anyway.

Don't ever ask me this question anymore, simply because I'm tired of giving the same answer over and over again.
11th June 2003. Guess I need another year or two...

Pretty good to be breathing Singapore air again. The weather kills though. I perspire in the bathroom (o.O?). Without the air con, I practically melt into water. bLah. I want Melbourne weather, with Singapore food, friends, and family. Too much to ask?

Anyway, was at Central Library just 2 afternoons ago, trying to get material for PITA (reads: Pain In The Ass. I've paid Piggy for copyrights) CSM essay, which was due on the 6th. At one point I looked up and noticed an old woman (perhaps in her 60s) in a green striped collar shirt (its a uniform), and she was holding that classic black trash bag. Picking rubbish, apparently. Only one of her eyes was functioning, I could tell. Plus, she had some leg problems. Was limping around and bending down everytime she saw traces of litter on the floor.

Sadly, Singaporeans never learn, do they? It's a library, for crying out loud. Was a tad disturbed by the fact that someone of her age and health was working. Anyway, never mind.

Moments later, when I looked up again, I saw an old man (also in his 60s), wearing the same uniform, with the same old tag hanging from his neck. (yanno, the card with his credentials on it) This time, it wasn't about litter. It was the desks, which people sit at. He was carrying a blue (or was it red?) bucket and a wet cloth, moving around and wiping the reading desks, which seriously didnt need any cleaning in the first place. He works like this: He would first wipe the surface, the underneaths, and even the legs... and when he was satisfied with its "cleanliness", he would walk over to the desks where people were sitting at and ask them to move their stuff over to the "clean" one, so he could clean theirs. From desk to desk he moves, apologising politely as he requests them to move their things over. He even reminded me that if I lost my locker key, I had to pay 15 bucks. That was it for Uncle Clean-The-Desks.

Again, moments later, I looked up and saw yet another old woman (yes, with the same uniform) with a broom and dustpan this time. Hasn't her good friend picked up everything already?

That really did it. I was beginning to feel abit bothered that people of their age have to be out and about... cleaning tables and picking rubbish. With a green uniform that reads "Fourways" in front. Aren't they supposed to be relaxing at home? Playing chess with their mates? Taking care of the grandchildren? Not limping around in libraries and bending down to look for litter... or wiping desks, which, again I emphasize, didn't need cleaning in the first place.

Where the hell are their children?

Am I being too assumptuous that they belong to the category of neglected and unwanted old folks? Are they really there just because they are bored and want to find something to do? Or earn an extra income for the family? No, wait. What income?

I hate it when I see old people like them work. They really ought to be enjoying their last decade or two in life, with a sense of satisfaction that at least they did accomplish something, be it just a minor achievement like setting up a happy and close-knit family, or establishing a family business et al. I feel disturbed that they are working so hard now. And... work??!! You mean slog! We throw the litter, they pick it up. We dirty the tables, they clean them up. They really aren't needed in a society like ours. If any of my relatives made my grandma work, I swear I'd shoot them.

Boy. Do I sound like a Sumiko Tan wannabe? With a "crusade for the elderly" column. Haha.

Don't use me. Don't tease me. Don't hurt me. Don't mess with my head. Don't flaunt me. Don't laugh at me. Talk about me. Or ignore what I said.

Bachelor Girl - Treat Me Good

I don't know how many people read this blog, really. Probably about 5 or 6 faithful followers? But I guess if you are reading it right now, you should mean a little something to me at least =) For those who've yet to know, I'm flying back to Singapore in 2 days (ie: Saturday) for a study break (sorta). Pardon me for not making an announcement, I really wanna avoid the "Hey you're back! Let's meet up!" and "Why are you back before the exams?" and "What for waste the money?!?"... and there I go having to explain everything to everyone who asks... I just wanna chill, relax and most importantly, study (hmm I definitely hope so)... in the comforts of home... or, heh, Starbucks, Coffee Bean, Mac's... wherever. For meet-ups and stuff, call me after my exams. 2nd flight home tentatively on 25th June... though I wished it could be slightly later. Later flights all fully booked. Promised some people I'd spend time with them after exams in Mel... rather than rushing home the second day after exams.

It's almost 7am and I'm still halfway through that Great Leap Famine essay... argh. Why is it soooo hard to get it done? It's due in like 9 hours... how the hell am I supposed to churn 1000 words PLUS a biblio in nine hours? No! It took me eternity to get that 1000 down. Sigh. Gonna see Rufus for another extension. >.<

Been very much into Felicity these days. I never watched a single episode back home for the past 4 years man... and here I am going mad over it... especially... *swoons* Ben (Scott Speedman)!!!!!! Pity the current season has ended... except for Season 2 re-runs in the afternoons from 2-3 pm... Contemplating to get the DVDs and catch up on the past 4 years. Wahahahaha :p

I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you
But I couldn't fight it
I guess I was weak
I couldn't even hide it
And so I surrender
Just... to hear your voice.

Son by Four - Purest of Pain

This line rocks. My fave line from the song. Coco Lee did a Mandarin cover. Pretty good too. Such a sappy sweet and sad number. Wahahaha... a sentence full of Ssss (Asses) :p

But.... SON BY FOUR?!?!

Talking too much about death surely pays. After that online chat on death and dying 2 mornings ago, we both (Piggy one day before me) had really bad dreams about people dying and all. It was really creepy.

Piggy said to me: i dreamt for some reason or another mm was really really pissed with someone... whom for some reason or another owned a LOT of cars parked outside this place. and we (you, me and her) were there one day and she decided to go ahead and deface his cars in a moment of rage. You were standing behind the last car (think of all the cars in a row on the side of the road, and you were right behind the last one, back facing incoming traffic) and mm was at the side, scratching away... and just as i yelled again, a car slammed right into you from the back... and i woke up in fright.

Sheesh. Mine was about witnessing a real-life execution in front of my eyes... seeing people getting shot and all.... icks... it's too much death talk I guess.

On a lighter note altogether, I went to uni to see Mayo yesterday =) Went with mm to ask him if it was ok we hand in the essay on the 9th instead of the 6th. Boy! He was so awfully nice about it I felt like evaporating *swoon* We both requested if he could fax our essays back to us when we go back to Singapore... he said okay and, with his right hand covering the side of his mouth, his voice went down into a low whisper, "Actually I'm not supposed to fax it... but...." Blah. He's so cute. At 39! *double swoons*

You make me feel brand new
For God blessed me with you.

The Stylistics (though not a very stylish band) - You make me feel brand new

You are too innocent and sweet for your own good.


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mm, this is all your fault. you and your quizzes. I'm getting hooked too. Sigh. Guys, pardon me for putting up 2 quizzes in a row. Just couldn't continue with my Geog essay anymore... oh crap. Now I have to think of another song to sign off...

Btw, I'm having this really weird conversation with Piggy right now... about death. Started off by saying that I used to think of cutting my right-handed fingers or palm with a knife so I wouldn't have to sit for the exams. Or how I often thought of jumping off from a building to end the supposed "misery". How we often think about dying... yet so afraid to die. Getting knocked by a car. Getting stabbed. Murdered. Mugged. Kidnapped. Shot. Falling from a cliff. Stung by hornets. Heart attacks.
And everytime we travel on planes, we think that it might be the last one we're ever gonna fly on. Morbid thoughts from 2 very morbid people at a very morbid time.
It's 12.30 pm.

Still got Geog AND Mao to do. I'm screwed. As usual. Somehow the thoughts of scoring well for them aren't working. Cos I know this time it's gonna be crappy.

If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'd be....

Collin Raye - Love, Me.

Haha. This song's for Piggy. So apt for our screwed situation now.

Aryan Bear


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Haha. So I'm Aryan Bear just because I chose Hitler's book "Mein Kampf" as my answer to one of the questions... but anyhow, I love the care bears and care cousins. Did you guys watch the care bear movies last time?

For the record, it's 11:49 am. Piggy knows what I mean.

Dreams have come and passed me by
Now it's time to redefine

Human Nature - Cruel

I've had some playful memories with this song back in Sec 4... heh.