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i love the whole world

i realised that i have not touch this blog of mine for a very long time. but just want to share this ad with you. i think it is like the cutest ad that discovery channel has in a very long time and it just brings a smile to my face everytime i watch it.



I love the mountains
I love the clear, blue skies
I love big bridges
I love when great whites fly
I love the whole world, and all It's sights and sounds.

(chorus) Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada

I love the ocean.
I love real dirty things.
I love to go fast!
I love Egyptian kings.
I love the whole world, and all it's craziness

(chorus) Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada

I love tornados
I love Arachnids
I love hot magma
I love the giant squids
I love the whole world, it's such a brilliant place.

(chorus) Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada Boomdiada* shanny singing along

apparently i find this so cute i am setting it as my new ring tone.


and if you already have not seen this hamster clip please do.

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the last night

almost everyone have started moving out and my room still looks the same - untouched. everyone have already put their things in boxes and plastic bags all over the corridor and my room still smells the same. everyone left their room empty and for me, removing a notice off my board will mean that everything just gets emptier. removing anything from its place just means that emptier is going to come faster.

and empty isnt good since it is the last

the layers of dust sitting in my room is just one of those many things that i have come to appreciate coz it marks my hall life as 'too lazy to clean'. the little black 'caterpillars' that fall from the ceiling fan just means i have never it off even when i am not around. the black markings on the room floor represents my weight on my little chair rolling all over the place.

but the funny thing is that i have not gotten to the stage of emo yet. i love this place and i have shed more than many a tear for it. but as long as my room is intact, i cannot feel the nostalgia. i feel bad coz i am supposed to stay up last night with the others. but i was too tired. my last night in hall and i did not even manage to emo abit more. left the emoing to the others. i wonder what they did. and i feel bad not emoing with them too.

what am i to do without hall now? i have never had a monday to friday life at home before. my last monday to friday life involved sch uniforms and waking up at 6 in the morning. now everything is just going to be different.

'the imaginary invalid'

it has been such a long time since i watched something like the old theater where there are no cheap circle seating and curtains. just a small frozenly 5 degreesC black box with a lighted set and 13 people trying to be french. but i have got to say that that is one pretty good imitation of the french and a story i was hoping the satire was so deep i cannot really understand. french playwrite? why not?

at least i really got the whole 'satirization' of the lack of common sense and the medical profession. enjoyable. four out of five stars. apparently opening night is sold out! actually i think it might jolly well be sold out totally (at least what i last check from sistic). $20 for a 2.5 hour show with a pretty good cast. why not? lucky i booked early.

i miss the coziness of such plays.

and i can always count of my dearest lynette to be artistically entertained with me since she is the only person i have dragged to watch such things with (other than my mom)



wished i could be a part of the play cast. that would be really cool. havent done drama in like the longest time.

and what is the coolest thing today is that i am down with the flu. a nice big flu i caught from god knows who that is making my nose so stuck i cant breathe and my lips are chapped from breathing with my mouth (it really is). i havent gotten sick in quite some time and now just as my holiday is going to start it comes and attack.

this sucks

it seems like my grades this semester are all going down the drain.

my hopes of seeing my cap go slightly up is flying away.

i guess now really got to find job.

but for now? i feel like i have been cooped up in hall for too long. need a time out for myself and go town for shopping or tea drinking or read a story book with isnt my lit text or roller blading somewhere sometime. i cant wait for exams to get over and done with so i am finally go out

the last page of history of science notes

i know it is horrible grammer but it was a nice reflection for me


"it keeps coming back to me the past few hours. the images, the memories, the senses of everything in new zealand. i am just sitting there and suddenly the images of the house in whanganui flashed into my mind. the images of the living room and how we roasted our wet clothes at the fire. the undeniable images of the dining table and the record player we continuously plaeyd disney songs and sound of music

funny how such images have been popping all over the place. otago's clocktower, the geog department, union lawn and even the dunedin train station. even i am so srprised that my brain actually went back to these memories. i am actually in a mode of melancholy and nostalgia. i have not remembered my exchange times much since i came back and now these memories just constantly popping through my mind.

just as when i asked myself 'why are these images in my mind' my ipod pops "all good things come to an end" by nelly and coldplay. Nelly was my exchange soundtrack. then the senses rewind to the rolling hills and pastures with sheeps on it. there memory of me driving the final leg on our north island trip. i could sense and feel myself viewing the landscape through the front of the car.

i have been asking myself why these images were coming to mind. then more images - the plane hotel, the black water rating, the tairei gorge train ride. then i realized how much i miss my north island trip. i never really mentally flashed back to new zealand since i came back in november and now it is all i can think of.

is it a sign that i am studying too hard

impossible

i never felt i have been to new zealand. never felt like i have gone for exchange at all. and now i am sitting here in the reading room reminiscing those times like i was physically there just only yesterday. i realised that this would make a good piece of memory. maybe i should start a collection of a 'grandmother tin' where all my old memories can go into. this last page of my history of science notes can just go into the time. 50 years down when i look back i will remember how much i missed new zealand.

the images of whanganui farmhouse is still in my mind. and somehow i dont want it to go away.

-23042008 11.16pm-"

the last moments

not every day is like this one. this is one of those events that you only qualify once in your life. and to qualify for it is not an easy task. basically you have to survive horrible neighbours, horrible dinners, sleeping at the oddest hours, doing crazy random stuff you never grew out of, bitching through the night, mudpies and everything in between.

funny how it is and yet there at 80 people out there who have persisted through the years and did everything that hall had to offer. 80 people stupid enough to put their reputation on the line just to mark their final year.

my final formal dinner in KR and i am stuck with a dress which is one size too big. i think it is just the bust size that is too big for me and the dress is so new the tag is not off yet. actually it was van pageant dress which i borrowed last minute coz looking at what every one else wore i felt under dressed in my little pink skirt and black top. so decided to change into something that kept slipping off. and something that threatened to expose all my insulation.

well. apparently the rest of most of the girls all decided to turn up in black dresses. in fact, the whole b block final year girls turned up in black. scary. to think that they all have little black dresses. i think i should start scouting for a little black dress of my own.

and this is the first time after a really long time that i decided to whip out my camera and take some photos. well. this is the last time i can get a snap of everyone that i have seen for the past 3 years.

and seriously, i have horrible make up today. i wonder why i did not bother to add abit more colors. i thought that rina's make up was damn nice. i should start installing more colors onto my face. all the make up make my face look so white. almost matching nelle

my two coolest friends in hall. two people i really learn to bitch with.
yun and nelle


the final year fwocers.
me and keelong was saying that FWOC is the most memorable thing that we did.
me and my fav dee-nah.


teckie aka resident of the year.
my fwocer


the bblk final years


lionel - ill always remember him for being IMPORTANT (man)
Hailin - my good old cap. nice playing with you
Benny - mr nice guy


and of course my baby. he looks so adorable.
i so happy to command with you.

it was so nice to see the very old seniors. funny how i am joining their ranks of being really the LAO LANG. seeing qing you, sweeyong, big and small S, shuying, waterboi, edmund and the others. seems like you have gone back a year or two. funny how you will never run out of things to say to them after all this time.

and for the command, i have the honor of doing the finale with van, janelle, pam, emily, junli, steph, rina, ron, zhihao, jamie, brandon, martin, lionel, yao zhong and lin



thank you for making it as fun as it gets. i know it is not very 'reputable' but i am glad we all bared with the horrible outfits, 8 continuous nights of practice and horrible dance steps. i cant imagine i actually put myself into this mess of people to do up a performance. and these are really some people who have almost never stopped talking since we started rehersals. i think we have spent at least 24 hours of practice together. we are the item that practiced the most. if only i could clock a dollar for every hour, just to forgo the time i should have spent on studying for history of science.



it wasnt that long time ago when i was in fwoc. and now i am performing with emily and janelle. it was only yesterday we were in orientation together. and to see that all these people are graduating with me. life is so short.

and of course, we will always need to have the family song to EMO together. well... i shed a tear or two. i can honestly tell you that the people who cried are either damn emo or they really love hall. these are the people who would most likely come back for the next 2 years.

4th floor seniors.
janelle, michelle, huijuan, cherly and ME

all the other random others. i have taken a total of 60 photos last night with almost everyone i could have. so if your photo is not here than go check out face book!


and of course, my darling seniors.
thanks for the chocs

that means that i am officially an alumni

happy birthday jilly

may you get hitched

you are my cupcakes

my cupcakes arrived.
dont you think they are gorgeous?

just as a wanted a splash

look at the bloody weather.
every time i have the mood to go for a swim
i look out of my window
and everything is simply GREY

how many points would you provide?

Hall production tonight. and honestly? i have so many comments to make but i am simply not going to say anything here. apparently, me and dann thinks totally alike. with so many productions that i have watched before, this is just.........

the best part of the whole night was probably the photos that we took and the supper after that. although i did not place my face in much photos, but there was enough to keep me appeased for the night.

i love my seniors. i move back into hall and i honestly dont know any of the other 250 faces that i see on a daily basis. i come to production and i dont recognise any of the 200 people up on the second circle. but who cares about the rest when you have your very own seniors always there for you.

i managed to catch some seniors which i have not seen in eons. mr eugene is still as young looking as ever, edmund is just the very same, plus seeing yang yang, YJ, Jiawen, and random other seniors from long time ago. i feel very happy to see these people again, for the simple reason that it makes me feel like i am back in my happiest year in hall when i was in year 1. i really miss those times where i was young and energetic. for now... i am a phantom who no one probably knows and i am too old for everything that is happening in hall now. i miss my year 1 days badly. i miss my year 1 seniors badly.

how can you not be happy when you have your own bitches.

my two favourite male bitches.
(i havent seen the zhonghan bitch for damn long)


my 4th floor bitches
(without you people i would have died in my room and no one would know)


my left hand bitches
(my year 1 hang outs)


my right hand bitches
(the noise makers)


bitches supper out

one bucket one litre one gallon tears of goodbyes

believe me, i cried that much.

It is so hard to know that you are almost never going to see someone you know everyday for 17 years of your life. that is more than 3/4 of my existing life here on earth. actually for the past year every time i just think of this day coming i can actually break down into tears. never did i know that this moment have finally arrived.

i will miss auntie zen so very very much.

we had a big family farewell bbq dinner for her on saturday. and i did spend a short moment crying abit. 17 years of service to the family. to the extent that she is practically family. when we presented her with my little scrapbook and her testimonial she started crying. all the photos we took had her half crying in it.

it has been one big emotional rollar coaster at the airport this morning. my maid couldnt stop crying the whole time since she said farewell to my dog all the way on the car to the airport. she only stop for 15 mins to get her boarding pass from the counter then she started weeping again non stop till we went into the departure hall.



everyone was crying at the airport. well, i was the first to burst out, then was my sister, then my dad, then i think my mom half cried.

i cant believe that she is gone. GONE for a very very long time we are not going to see her again. unless we have a chance to go over for a family vacation or if we invite her back to singapore. i actually told her at the airport that if she ever strikes lottery, she can always come back here for a visit of for a stay.

now every weekend i go home i will not be welcomed by her. i will no longer hear her gossips about the neighbourhood people. no more random information about TCS actors. no more complaints about my dad and my mom. no more nice breakfast lunch and dinners. no more everything in between.

*aside*

while we were are the airport on sunday morning, we decided to pay T3 a visit after breakfast at T2. my dad was saying that we are destined NEVER TO EVER STEP INTO THE INSIDE OF THE AIRPORT. my dad says that we are only going to be traveling by budget for the rest of out lives. did not bother taking any photos of the airport even though i had my camera with me. basically the new skytrain from T2 to T3 is pretty cool that it goes over the top of the road entrance of T1. and the place and its really high ceilings are so nicely decorated with plants.

otago supper

this was on tuesday night, just that i just got the photo from eug's facebook

Just made for you

This is going to be the last few days with auntie zen around the house. she is finally going to retire for good. and to think that she has been with the family for such a long long time. it was just yesterday she was helping me on the school bus to kindergarden when we were still staying in jurong.

to think that ill be sending her off to the airport on sunday. i think ill be the first to break down in buckets of tears. i can never seem to keep my tears in situations like these.

anyway, mommy was saying that we should get her something. and i did up a scrap book which cost me some time during my mid semester break and loads of money buying the parts up. but as much as i had fun making it, i also got space to increase my creativity. i really wanted to do something complicated with some paint but too bad i dont have such tools ready for me to use.

but nevertheless, i am happy with the result



auntie zen have been with the family for like as long as i can remember. we are going to be having a farewell party for her this weekend at my cousins condo. lets just hope that it is going to be a happy party for me so that i can not weep my bucket of tears until sunday morning.

i will really miss her so much. now that we have a new maid in the house it feels so different. my new maid is Indonesian and her is too nice (like a maid). but auntie zen is so different, we never really could let her do everything, and man i swear i will miss her cooking. eh. close to 20 years of cooking singapore and chinese food is no kidding for my tasting palette you know. to think that next time i want to eat something familiar, there is not going to be anything at hand already.

i really should invite her back for my wedding if possible.

and i am also kinda looking forward to dinner tmr as well. have not been to my cousin's place for the longest time.

appreciate the arts, have an arts day

it has been a long time since i stepped into any of the museums in singapore. and this particular visit have been planned between me jillian and lynette for the longest time too. all the way since before sch started.


It really was nice to be smacked and placed in the middle of something artistic, especially when there is a brand new exhibition in town all the way from paris's louvre. I think there was a whole display of about 100 pieces. all beautiful pieces of marble of classical greece. even i think the Singapore National Museum is one perfect work of restoration of a colonial building.

remember the name that foreverly gave us students problems? that name that could strike a migraine or a stomach ache? socrates and plato the two idiots who have nothing to do everyday they constantly think of random things to test everyone's stupidity. well? wonder how these two famously famous people look like? well, socrates and plato isnt really everyone's prince charming that's for sure.

and then there are the many many marble status of athena, ares, apollo, eros. many of these little characters that i have studied for so long to learn all the stories about them and all the other little details of greek society.

dont you kinda wished that you lived in classical greece? to think that the male masculinity is seen as the perfect work of art. even lynette thinks "wow" of all the sculptures of the greek. when we saw the back of ares while listening to the guild telling us stories about his, me and lynette was saying how this statue seems hot. i know lynette wished that she could marry this work of art IF it was still alive. too bad i did not get to bring my camera around with me and only managed to get photos with my little camera phone. it is official that camera phones do no produce desirable photos.

anyway. later that night i headed down to esplanade to watch highly acclaimed time sum dollies. when the show ended, i was once again reminded how much i enjoy watching plays. to the extent that i dont mind paying more for it. theater is just one amazing little piece of artform and entertainment. i felt so happy when the show ended, kept smiling to myself all the way back to hall.

this one is one of the time sum dollies re-runs back from popular demand. and to think that the theater was sold out. lucky i manage to buy the tickets a long long time ago. i realised that i always buy such tickets on impulse, sometimes even so much on impulse that i end up siting there alone in the theater and laughing to myself.

and one more thing. a "promise" to myself that i will try to watch every tim sum dollies production. I never knew that those three could sing. and sing so much better than the beauty world cast. in fact, they can sing can do impersonations as well. that is what i call talent.

well. i have always supported the local theaters. if i was filthy rich, i actually will consider donating money to produce my own little musical. i think singapore productions should go all the way and produce things like these that makes me so happy just to sit there in the dark and watch the brightly lit stage and colorful custumes.

i realised that this blog is dying.

i no longer hold a particular interest for keeping this up.
ill just let it sleep until i find the mood to put something up.

joanne you naughty girl

i cant believe that the joanne that i have known for so long has gotten attached to the most unbelievable guy i can think of. if yuenshin never told me i guess i will never in my life ever find out about the two of them. i will never think of going to surf friendster and more even to surf the profile of those two people. never will i find out that there lies a picture of them together.

and according to yuenshin, they have been together for 2 years. and alvin have changed industry to construction.

and who you all think is alvin?

it was our "boss" when we were working at CPF after A levels. I CANT BELIEVE THAT THEY ARE TOGETHER!!!!! i mean alvin is totally a very nice guy and infact not too bad a potential bf but who will know that the joanne i know since secondary 1 is together with the "boss"!?!?!?!?!?

this is a big shock to me man.

and yuenshin, thank you so damn much for making me day by letting me catch up on CPF gossip news and the lives of people i never really gotten in contact with. but seriously, i was seriously looking forward to finishing work today to rush back to hall to check friendster out.

wth
wth
wth
wth
wth

wow. speechless.

this is a weird semester

why am i plague with so much work to do? it is only the beginning of the semester and i have a submission on week 4 and an essay due on the monday after chinese new year. I seem to be relatively busy since i started school. like everyday is a rush to get readings printed, read and them analysised just in time for class.

then there is the timetable that doesnt seem to let me get back to my room for a rest with 6 hours of lessons. getting from lecture to lecture to tutorial is a mad rush from one fac to another and from one end of fac to another. it is week 3 and i am very tired of traveling all over campus for class.

why does it happen that the modules that i am doing now have so many submissions? i have an assignment due every week and above that there is ocassional presentations or additional assignments. and what is worse is that some of my tutorials require a deal of preparation and even submission. this is just for my tutorials so far. and next week i am going to be started my methods lab. that one i just wondering how much of my time i will be spending in the lab doing stat computation of figures i will never know

until last week i never really knew what standard deviation is.

and to think that chinese new year is coming up soon. where got time to go do a lit essay on narratology? i will have to spend my 4 days sitting in relatives houses and doing nothing but watching horrible chinese new year tv special and getting bored to death with the random ramblings of the aunties. i better not start on how much i hate chinese new year. and the retarded things is that the text book i ordered is only going to arrive in 4 weeks. like by the time i get the book i will not need it anymore la. better go to library and photocopy the whole book. this is totally a reason to go against all copyright laws.

so... forgive me if i am not around
i simply dont have the time to show my face

the pictures that almost never came

the bitch's 21st wasnt too long time ago, then before i know it here i am celebrating my very own 22nd. how lucky the bitch is to be young. when you are old like me, there is nothing much that you can do alr. face it shanny, you are old.

nelle finally decided to upload the long lost photos. these photos are like more than one month late. but i think they all look very pretty. i love photos like these where everyone looks so pretty.