Archive for January, 2008

I’m on The Blogs are Beautiful!

My friend dropped me a message and told me she’d seen my picture on the site. Curiosity got the better of me, so I decided to take a peek.

Lo and behold! I’m alongside clapbangkiss aka Dawn Yang! Whooo! Celebrity leh! Does that make me a celebrity blogger by acquaintance then?


Pssst. Bottom row 2nd from the right.

Am I as PWETTY as her?
*flutters eyelashes*

WAH! Im obviously not cut out to photowhoring and acting cute. Forget it. I shall just stick to being pretty and HOT. Hahaha.


I love my new boots.

Eh but hold on a moment. I dont even know what that blog is about. Can anyone tell me? And it’s linked to my older blog! Haha. Hello, update please!

Ok. Sleep. School tomorrow. I need to start writing proper posts.

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But my iMac is! YAY YAY!

After the spoilt LCD got replaced, it’s as good as new! The one thing that totally turned me off at the Apple@Wheelock service centre was that THEY DIDNT PROVIDE BAGS FOR YOU TO CARRY YOUR IMAC HOME. OMG. Can you imagine lugging a 17-inch iMac walking around town in the hot afternoon sun? Ridiculous right. Even biggest bag at the retail cashiers were puny. =

But that’s just what I did. Lugged the screen around town and contemplated whether or not I should continue with the ridiculous image of lugging an iMac protected with nothing more than clingwrap and of course, boxless. If I’d bought a new one it’d have come in a spanking big white Apple box that screamed “LOOK AT ME! I JUST BOUGHT AN APPLE IMAC!” But NO, clingwrap. So tak glam.

Decided to take a cab despite the many leeetle voices in my head protesting. The fare came up to $16.50. Peak period surcharge and City area surcharge. Man, I used to be able to take that money and go to CLEMENTI from the east. Now it’s $16.50 for a trip home from town.

Basic fare + 35% peak period surcharge + City Area charge + $1 ERP =

MANY MANY MONEY

But hey, my baby’s back and he’s safe! So I shant complain. Who knows what might have happened if I’d taken the train.

HELLO MY DARLING!

[youtube= http://youtube.com/watch?v=ewjxzSGmOGw]

Stacie Orrico – My Boyfriend’s Back
Originally sung by The Angels

He went away
And you hung around and bothered me every night
And, when I wouldn’t go out with you
You said things that weren’t very nice

My boyfriend’s iMac’s back, and you’re gonna be in trouble
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
When you see him comin’, better cut on the double
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
You’ve been spreadin’ lies that I was untrue
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
So look out now, ’cause he’s comin’ after you
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)

Hey, he knows that you’ve been tryin’
And he knows that you’ve been lyin’

He’s been gone for such a long time
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
Now, he’s back, and things will be fine
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
You’re gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
‘Cause he’s kind of big and he’s awful strong
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)

Hey, he knows I wasn’t cheatin’
Now, you’re gonna get a beatin’
What made you think he’d believe all your lies?
You’re a big man now, but he’ll cut you down to size
Wait and see!

My boyfriend’s iMac’s back; he’s gonna save my reputation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)
If I were you, I’d take a permanent vacation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back)

Hey, I can see him comin’
Now, you better start a-runnin’

*instrumental*

Wait and see!

My boyfriend’s iMac’s back; he’s gonna save my reputation
La, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back
La, hey la, my boyfriend’s iMac’s back

Obviously the entire song makes no sense when you change the word to iMac. Hahaha!

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Sometimes the perks of waking up early beat that of suffering from lethargy the later part of the day. I like Sunday mornings, although many say it’s a day for sleeping in, I believe it should be a day of pigging out on dim sum breakfast or downing fragrant, invigorating coffee/tea coupled with a serving of hearty breakfast.

I must admit I wasnt a practitioner of such beliefs till recently. Hahaha.

Having being forced to wake at 8am for the past few Sundays and run on what little hours of sleep has forced me, very fortunately, to follow a healthy lifestyle of sorts.

I clock in by 9am at the studio. Make sure everything’s in running order before putting up my “Back in 5 mins” post-it and run across to the oh-so-close kopitiam or food court to get my fix. Ahhhh.. Breakfast. Alone. Air-con.


Nasi lemak, yuan yang and traditional kaya/butter toast

I was happy with my purchase. What’s not to like about loading up on carbs?! And it was decently cheap. Less than 5 bucks. Bwahaha. However, I was thoroughly disappointed when I finished up the kaya butter toast and proceeded to open the nasi lemak.


OEI! Where’s my egg?!
Just fish, rice and chilli!

Nasi lemak without egg is like eating fishball noodles without the balls, fishballs I mean. The TWO dollar packet of nasi lemak’s only saving grace was that it came with peanuts and anchovies. But then again, there was so little of it, I finished it with 4 spoonfuls of rice. Dont even get me started on the fish. It was, cold, dry hard, and more importantly, SKINNY. I mean, look at it yourself! But still, being hungry and unsatiated from 2 slices of kaya butter toast, and the coffee-based yuan yang (I like mine tea based), I swallowed at least half the packet. At least that kept me busy for a good half an hour. Haha!

So now I know, if Im ever going to have nasi lemak for breakfast, Im definitely not going to buy it from Toast Box. EVEN if it’s cheap. Hey if it’s an indication of what their specialty food is, READ THE NAME!

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The week flew by in an instant. I managed to get all five modules after much hooha. But am rather fearful of the last module because of “rumours” flying around about the lecturer. No no, nothing nasty. Just her teaching and grading style is shrouded in secrecy. Students who usually do well on other modules (ie. A, B+ students) were thoroughly stunned when they received less than they had expected. Some even had C+s dropped on them. But, it’s my last and FINAL semester in NUS and Im determined to make it WORK. Gonna mug my ass off and be a typical kiasu student.

Speaking of that, I printed my readings and notes for 3 of my modules so far. Ahahaha. I said I’d get started on them today, but look where I am now – blogging. Phooey. In my defense, it’s only the first week! Haha.

First week of school. Second week of January. CHINESE NEW YEAR IS COMING! Work this week has been great. I’m packed full! Another gig tomorrow means more photo-whoring! Wahahaha. In the meantime, pictures to show Im still alive. Haha.


I love smokey/dark eyelined eyes!
Revlon Bedroom Eyes Eyeliner

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Sorry for the lack of updates. It’s back to school tomorrow. All work and no school, makes me a sluggish and lazy person. No more watching Gokusen, no more Heroes, no more sleeping in late.

FIGHT-OH! OHHHHHH!

I’d almost quite forgotten about IVLE.

Tomorrow after school, I’ve still got work.

But it will be fun. First choreo from Mag. Yum yum. I like it.

No modules as yet. I still hate CORS.

For now, I will sleep soundly. Rehearsals the entire day from 4pm is exhausting. I cant even type properly.

Work 10am – 3pm
Rehearsal with client 4pm
Self rehearsal 7pm
Full Dress at Expo 8pm – 9.30pm

The worst part is trying to be HIGHHHHHH when everyone else isnt. HUMPH.

I want to graduate and work. NOW.

I want Supre, F21 and of course, cute cotton VS undies!

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Honestly, I thought this semester would go out with a bang. I was right, we’re going around banging tables and chairs and might even have to march into the Psych department banging their doors down, pleading in our most pathetic voices to the staff and lecturers alike for our modules. Y’know what, we might not even be able to get ANY modules, much less the modules we want!

The bane that is CORS!

I really dont see how this system can work to our advantage. I mean, yeah, it might have worked great in Year 1 and 2 but now that we’re Year 4s is it really so hard to placate the bunch of us who have worked our asses off for the past 3 years to get here? It’s not THAT hard to give us what we want now is it? The system is flawed for an honours cohort of about 80-100. Especially when the cap for each class is 50 on top of the very sore fact that they have limited modules available.

It’s only Round 1B and ALL the modules are fully allocated, hence not up for bidding. How can I be so sure? Cos I was here at the very same spot one semester ago. Haha. My friends have been buzzing my phone the entire day asking me why the modules they want are not available this round. (Wah, like I know everything lidat.) But I just happen to be experiencing the very same situation again.

It all started with the random (read: random distribution means equality for everyone) allocation of modules during the Module Preference Exercise. And now this. My last semester couldnt get ANY better.

Are we really at the mercy of the system? Do humans have no control over what these machines can do to us?! Is there no one to save us? Can there be no personal human intervention? Oh the injustice!
Well, here’s what the department has to say.

Our department is unable to interfere with the bidding process to admit students. If a module is fully subscribed, students should continue to monitor the bidding queues constantly and place bids should vacancies arise. Alternatively, students could bid for modules which are still under-subscribed.

In other words, they are saying.

“Neh nanny boo boo! TOO BAD. IT’S YOUR OWN PROBLEM. We cant do no sh*t about it, so dont come crying to our office giving us extra work other than sitting around drinking tea and having cake.”

Seriously. It dont work like that yo. And you thought there’d be a higher power. All you can really do is, sit at home and “monitor” the bidding queues. I only have one thing to say, “THERE ARE NO MODULES THAT ARE UNDER SUBSCRIBED!” Unless someone drops out of the class that is. Which leaves a grand total of ONE SPACE in the class. Therefore ensuing in a death match among the students to land that “coveted” spot.

Thank goodness no one really gets killed. One module of ours went for a remarkable total of 602 points! And that’s just for 50 spaces. Eh hello? I’d understand if the module Reproductive Health (available to the whole university) had such high bid points, but for something called Psychological Assessment within a group of honours students, it’s fucking out of this world.

Phooooey. Oh well. If I dont graduate and look for a semester this coming mid-year (even though I already planned an interview in the coming weeks), I blame the system. The system always takes the fall. Haha.

In the meantime, I will stuff my face with cookies and milk in a rewarding fashion. Cookies and milk never fail to cheer me up. But say good-bye to my sugar-free-diet. But it wouldnt hurt to pop just one cookie now would it?

I miss the beach.
Saya ingin kembali ke pantai. Di sana santai amat santai. Tak ada ketakutan dan kadang-kadang ada mata gula.
Shioknya! Hahaha.

Pictures from pantai Sentosa outing.


Card games are always fun.

Thanks Edda for the pictures!
Of course wonderfully photoshopped by me.

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