I'll Share My Story...

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 08:20:00 GMT

While easyjournal was down for 5 days, I lost patience with it and moved to http://callalilybouquets.blogspot.com

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 17:14:00 GMT

Why is it important to dress well? Because it says loads about your personality. It's not about being vain, but its about being presentable. I've learnt that we don't have to be stick-thin to look good, because there're hot big girls as well. I commit the occasional fashion faux pas as well, but as much as possible, lets try to avoid it.

To look fashionable:
1) Make sure that your clothes fit well. We are all blessed with different bodies, and only a very very very selected body type can look good in baggy clothes.

2) Make sure that your colours coordinate. Easier said than done. It's one thing to stand out from the crowd, but make you you're not an eyesore. Know which colour palette suits your skin tone, and mix the colours well. I look best in white, cream, brown, gold, warm pinks (meaning rose red, and light pinks), and I look disastrous in turquoise, purple, orange, lemon yellow and silver because of my skin tone. A good outfit colour scheme will have the colours in the outfit complement one another, and there shouldnt be more than one loud colour. For example, its ok to have gold earrings, a gold handbag and gold shoes, only if the outfit is white or black and there are no other loud bling bling. Don't pair colours like bright pink/bright orange/lime green/red or any other bright colour in a single outfit.

3) wear makeup to all non-casual events. "Natural" or "nude" doesn't equate to no make up. It refers to the applying of base, foundation, blush, light eyeshadow, and mascara, at least.

4) Have your own sense of uncopiable style. If what you're wearing is the exact outfit as 10 other people along the short stretch of Orchard Road that you walk down, please cut up or discard whatever you're wearing.

5)However, there is a place for fashion trend victims in this world. If you love following fashions, first, ask yourself if you look nice in that particular piece of clothing. If not, dont follow the trend. If you still insist on doing so, then please discard that piece of clothing once the trend is over.

6) If you really don't know what to wear plus don't care, then stick to the very safe basics.

7) overdressing is perfectly ok, unless you're meeting your boyfriend's parents for something very very casual.

8) Don't overspend on things not worth overspending on. Many high-end stores actually have clothing of copiable cut and mediocre material. Look at the cut, material and quality, not the brand.

Rockstar

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 01:28:00 GMT

I love this song! I wanna be a rich rockstar too.

I'm through with standin' in line
To clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me
(Yeah, so what you need)

I'll need a... a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And well...

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, *laughs*)

I'm gonna dress my ass
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
From a Pez dispenser

Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip synch 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial,well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 22:48:00 GMT

Usually I don't like writing about how sick I am and all that because it sounds retardedly seek-attentionish.. But I fell sick today and it really affected my plans! Had to cancel dinner with jonlin cos I felt very weak and achy =( Then I got home and slept for about 3 hours, then when I woke up, mum gave me this medicine which smelt like the lemon air refreshener in some taxi- the concentrated version. Damn gross!

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 20:15:00 GMT

According to Wenjian, the past few days of cold weather was brought about by the effects of La Nina- a phenomena I've studied for both A levels and in last sem but still completely do not understand. Anyway, I'm just glad about the warm weather now!

Looks like I've a busy week ahead. Worked hard on my sociology paper this weekend, and plan to finish up two geography essays, physical geography tutorial, and thai homework, then going out with Jonlin on wed and to celebrate Freesia's birthday on friday! hahaha I'm really looking forward to having a buffet..

Thu, 13 Mar 2008 17:50:00 GMT

These few days have been so rainy and I really detest the weather now. I dont get how emo people can feel some form of connection with raindrops/teardrops and all that crap. I only like the occasional showers that cool the land and feed my beautiful flowers and animals. Thunderstorms are only useful for eroding rocks, wearing away precious topsoil, making our feet wet and cold, causing us to cancel outdoor outings and basically.. cause a lot of inconvenience.

Haha complain complain complain.. I just wish the sun will be out soon!!

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:02:00 GMT

Thanks for all your concern, especially Huson, Chongyap and my cousin Yvonne!

I went to report to the police post near my house today, and some senior investigator came to my house today to record my statement and to collect my blouse for DNA testing. my new, favourite blouse =(

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 01:58:00 GMT

I just had a frightening experience.

I met Huron and Zarinah (his gf) for dinner at holland v until about 1045 and they walked me all the way to the mrt station. I took a bus home from Kovan mrt. Nobody entered the lift with me.. and I was on my usual high alert all the way. By then, it was about 1220am. When I reached my doorstep and rang the bell, I saw this young men in pink shirt and long pants, and a very pink face coming up the stairs. I thought briefly that i've never seen this neighbour before. then he moved towards me quickly and I thought he was going to ask for my number or something, then I saw the sinister smile on his face. he grabbed my blouse roughly.. I yelled at the top of my lungs and kicked out at him. By then, my mum had opened the door. I removed my heels and gave chase, followed by my family who guess what had happened. My dad ran ahead and when I couldnt catch up, I went upstairs to change into track shoes and searched the area with mum and sis, but we couldnt find him already. He was really fast and had too much of a headstart.

I can recognise his pink face and smile anywhere I swear.

I'd already done the best I can, but will be more prepared from now on and wont go home late unless Huson's with me. Girls living in my area, please be careful!

Far Away

Sat, 08 Mar 2008 14:42:00 GMT

76 days till I see Huson again.

When people ask me how often I meet Huson and I reply "about twice a year", they usually go "wah, I dont think I can survive a long-distance relationship".

I really didnt think I could, though neither have I truly "survived" through all of it yet. It's a long way ahead, 76 days plus possibly two straight 10-month periods ahead.. If I am able to go to Australia for exchange, then I'll shorten the first 10-month stint, but if he does make it into fighters, I suppose we'll have to endure the second 10-month period without seeing each other. Uncertain days ahead, but we'll see what we can do.

It's all worth the wait.

Complaints

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 19:11:00 GMT

Today, during sociology lecture, we watched a short clip of Singapore Dreaming, the movie, and related it to the family unit. But what struck me most was a line in the clip, said by a taiwanese/chinese national.

"You Singaporeans like to complain a lot. But are your lives really that tough?"

Let's face it, we like to complain, whether verbally, on our blogs, in smses etc. We complain about school, about friends, about the governement, about A levels, about NS, about inflation, about MRTs, about the guy next to us in the bus, about teachers...

But are our lives really that tough?

I think that many times, we make things out to be worse than they actually are, because we feel that we have the RIGHT to be privileged, that we have the right to stay in landed property, that we have the right to eat good food because that's what we've been having since young, that we have the right to get the best teachers in school, that we have the right to have everything our way, that we have the right to have a perfect relationship..

We seldom realise that we're lucky to live in where we are and enjoy whatever privileges we have, that we're lucky to live in a comfortable environment and not worry about sanitation, that we are lucky to even have food on our table, that we're lucky to even have a chance at education. Just because everyone else around you is lucky, doesnt make you any less lucky, nor does it mean that you need to be the luckiest and most privileged of all.

Things hardly go our way all the time. Instead of being pessimistic and upset about occurances, we (I included) need to look on the bright side of life. Bad results arent the end of the world, a long distance relationship would make both parties more mature and understanding etc.

So, the next time before you start complaining about the food that you just bought but didnt enjoy, think about the hungry boy who had to dig for potatoes.

Before you complain about not being able to meet your bf/gf, think about those who never even had the chance.

Before you complain about your discomfort, think about how lucky you are to be alive.

Tue, 04 Mar 2008 22:34:00 GMT

I havent been blogging cos I spilt water on my laptop keyboard and it's spoilt! =(

Just because you decide you don't want to be judged by your clothes doesnt mean it isn't happening. It's happening all the time. It's happening right now.

I read the above statement in a book (a style book, no less) and I fully agree with it. Even if we declare we don't want to be judged by how we look, people are governed by their impressions of others, and what a person wears can portray many different personalities.

We're all different, and few of us actually have bodies like Jessica Alba, so we have to learn what to flaunt and what to hide, and appreciate ourselves.

***

In primary school, every boyish was cool and blue was the pink. everyone tried to be as less girly as possible. I confess though, that I've always secretly liked pink and Hello Kitty and Disney Princesses and japanese gem accessories. and I hate jeans.

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 20:38:00 GMT

In a man, I think these are important to me:

1) righteous and just
2) loyal- to nation, organization, family, and me
3) compassionate and humble
4) intelligence and wit
5) determined and hardworking

everything else extra is just bonus.

I realise I love to state such requirements, but I truly think it is important to know what we want and look for in a partner, so we can either awaken from our stupor or fully appreciate what we have in front of us. It serves as a constant reminder to me.

"Live Like You Were Dyin'"

He said I was in my early 40's,
With a lot of life before me,
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime.
I spent most of the next days, lookin' at the x-rays,
Talkin' 'bout the options and talkin' 'bout sweet time.
Asked him when it sank in, that this might really be the real end.
How's it hit ya, when you get that kind of news.
Man what ya do.
And he says,

[Chorus]

I went sky divin',
I went rocky mountain climbin',
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fumanchu.
And I loved deeper,
And I spoke sweeter,
And I gave forgiveness I've been denying,
And he said someday I hope you get the chance,
To live like you were dyin'.

He said I was finally the husband,
That most the time I wasn't.
And I became a friend a friend would like to have.
And all the sudden goin' fishing,
Wasn't such an imposition.
And I went three times that year I lost my dad.
Well I finally read the good book,
And I took a good long hard look at what I'd do
If I could do it all again.
And then.

[Chorus]

Like tomorrow was a gift and you've got eternity
To think about what you do with it,
What could you do with it, what can
I do with with it, what would I do with it.

[Chorus]
Sky divin',
I went rocky mountain climbin',
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fumanchu.
And I loved deeper,
And I spoke sweeter,
And I watched an eagle as it was flyin'.
And he said someday I hope you get the chance,
To live like you were dyin'.

To live like you were dyin'.
To live like you were dyin'.

To live like we were dying... Within the space of three months, I've heard of the deaths of 8 young people, whether friends, friends of friends, family, family of friends, or friends or family. Let's live life fully, every extra moment is indeed a gift.

Fri, 29 Feb 2008 21:22:00 GMT

I think it is natural for all of us to seek acceptance and approval in our lives, to seek confirmation that we are well-liked and appreciated. Our sense of self-worth is usually affected by the amount of approval we recieve.

I think sociology screws up my perspective on things, just like cultural studies did.
I just want to be a normal teenage girl who likes pink, convertibles and make-up, and hang around with my boyfriend at cinemas.

Fri, 29 Feb 2008 19:05:00 GMT

I think it's really sad how ugly walks spoil would-be attractive girls. Beauty is skin-deep, but who cares how your intestines look. It something that everybody, whether subconsiously or not, strives for. I think ("think" being debatable of course) that a beautiful woman should have:

1) elegance
2) her own sense of style
3) smart colour and contrast sense
4) confidence in speech
5) a good walk

10 things

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 21:20:00 GMT

I just figured out what being tagged by janice for her "10 happy things" thing means.. hahaha!

10 things that make me happy:

1) being in the same country as Huson
2) flowers, whether real, or printed on clothes or notebooks or stickers
3) my Giggles
4) photographs of Huson
5) going out with my secondary/ jc/ uni friends
6) feel-good songs
7) my boxes of contact lenses
8) email confirmation of my flight from Aunty Mimi
9) fruits and vegetables
10) dreamess nights

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 19:29:00 GMT

Everyday this midterm break so far has been a very tiring day. On monday morning at 9am, I had tourism project meeting at raffles place till about 12. then we met up again at 6.30 at YISHUN to do our field studies and interviews at the pasar malam there, then travelling to the pasar malam at TAMPINES after that. On tuesday I had tuition, then vanessa c came to my house to make noise (=play guitar) with my sister, and then we went to meet freesia and travelled to chomp chomp for dinner. actually i've been there twice and still dont know what's so special about the place.

We ordered satay and sting ray and oyster omelette and cockles and sugarcane. The cockles were very bloody and i think vc and freesia combined ate about 10% of the entire plate. My life has just shortened by a year i think!

I always feel like I dont have clothes to wear. This is a picture of my non-homeclothes wardrobe. I packed and folded everything at the bottom today, and tossed about 25% of those on the rack into the washing machine because they seemed dusty, and this is the result.

I did a count, and found out that I have:

58 t-shirts and basics
137 tops
24 skirts
4 pants/jeans
12 (not including winter) jackets
22 dresses
and 18 belts.

For someone who spends very little on clothes (eh I really do), I do have quite a fair bit. I took out and donated 60%.

Tomorrow morning i have a tourism project meeting again, then tuition, then dinner with pj,ben and antz, then go watch gina's performance till late...

Our Song

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 22:29:00 GMT

Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...

Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said...

Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...

Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song

I completely love this song, because it accurately describes many aspects of the both of us. I can so totally imagine him having a hand on the steering wheel and asking me what's wrong because I've been brooding, and me saying that we don't have a romantic song.

And then he'll tell me that our song is all about how I call him and wish him good morning when it's nighttime in Singapore, it's all about the noise and bustle of airports that we have to go through to meet each other, it's all the whisperings under my blanket at night when he calls and I happen to be sleeping, it's all about unromantic but very honest words. =)

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 20:54:00 GMT

Oh my gosh I forgot to mention. I'm going to watch Formula One when it arrives in Singapore!! I had a hard hard hard time getting the tickets and spent the whole of the first day stuggling to get them, but then I finally got them on the morning on the second day! wheeeee! =)

I even bought a new camera from the usa (its with huson now) just for the event!

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:17:00 GMT

My maternal grandmother gave siew han, ern ern and I ang pows because siew han's and ern ern's birthday is coming and she just gave all of us together. My mum passed the ang pow to me, and on the ang pow was, in chinese of course, "pei xuan, wish you a happy birthday, waipo". When I opened it up, I was surprised to find a hundred an ten dollars! I'm touched because she even knew my birth year was the same as siew han's despite having about 29 grandchildren (i keep losing count but i think its 29), and because I'm a grandchild without Wong as my surname and have been used to being secondary in importance.

I'll always keep the ang pow! =)

Thu, 21 Feb 2008 17:29:00 GMT

Things I really want to do in Colorado Springs, San Francisco and Hongkong:

1) Buy ice skates. checked the internet and found a few shops, was extremely excited to see the I-25 (a highway) in Colorado Springs which I had travelled many times on.

2) Go to the huge factory outlet areas, especially to Guess, Banana Republic, Aeropostle and MAC stores

3) Horse riding!

4) white water rafting!

5) visit Denver

6) play with the girls

7) fly our stunt kite in San Francisco

8) go on segways and see alcatraz and golden gate bridge even though i've seen 3 times.

9) meet my cousin larry

10) eat all the nice hongkong food

11) wear my beautiful new trench coat (which I did certain alterations on by hand to make it look more.. stylish) and my beautiful new knit coat from F21.

can't wait!

I realise couples foolishly in love tend to like hugging and behaving as though they havent met in 3 months.
But couples foolishly in love also say they dont care. haha!

ok this is a super random post, but today's a super boring day. I realised that at this age, my friends have their own particular sense of style. Peijun is very sophisticated translucent chiffon/shirt dress, Moniza is very sexy black kohl rebel, Gina's very stylish bronze and red and bling bling, i'm mostly classy golden and floral stuff. Notice I didnt mention Chris, because she's experimental and I cant decide.

I'm going to Fun o Rama! who else is going?

Thu, 21 Feb 2008 12:33:00 GMT

Have so many activities this coming break! tonight is the last day of chinese new year, so we're all gathering at my grandma's house to have the hakka lui cha, tomorrow, I'm having dinner with tok, emery and possibly carole (huson's rjc classmates), and on saturday there's New Shan (my uncle's travel agency) Dinner and Dance at Mandarin Hotel. On wednesday, I'll have my job training plus ice skating afterwards, on thursday pj and I are going to watch gina's salsa performance at dxo. then on saturday and sunday i'll have my art auction job at Sheraton Towers. and in addition to all that, I've to fit in catching up sessions with anjali at the Arena (cos that's where jiajun and zach are), with gina/pj, with vanessa c and freesia, and with charles ma.

PLUSSS got to do homework and project, haha so that's a really packed holiday!

91 days before I fly up to go meet huson! =)

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 21:55:00 GMT

I got home late today cos we went all the way to sembawang to carry out some studies at the pasar malam there for our tourism project. While I usually dislike having to do projects/socialise with guys, I'm so glad I've got Boon Kian and Jonathan in my group! They're both geog majors, extremely intelligent, but extremely humble.. and dispite Jocelyn's and my prior apprehension, we both feel like we've gotten the better end of the deal.

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 19:35:00 GMT

hahaha oooh looks like I've hit on some sensitive topic. But who cares?

I went with sis to the salon for her to cut HER cut, but got convinced into cutting my own as well.. It's so short!!! It's a completely different style and I'm really not used to it. I'm so glad huson isnt in singapore now and it'll be 3 months till I see him, because I know he'll totally freak out.

I can't wait to go to Colorado for another reason.. I can't wait to catch up with Megan! Megan Ankuda was Matt Dinsdale (Huson's friend) date for Ring Dance and we hung out together abit. We've been exchanging messages on facebook, and she's going up to Colorado for Ring Dance AGAIN with some other great guy.. which means, I'll see her when I'm up there! yayy =)

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 08:42:00 GMT

I think people who write on other people's profile pages about normal, everyday stuff, instead of contacting them directly on msn or something, probably have so few close friends that they want to give others the impression that they actually have a lot.

Sun, 17 Feb 2008 22:25:00 GMT

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 16:52:00 GMT

Everyone's blogging about Valentine's Day, so I've been subject to peer pressure and feel inclined to do so as well. After typing that sentence, I paused for 5 minutes to think about what I want to write about.. haha! I suppose I don't feel strongly for the occasion now that I'm moving out of my teenage years. esther asked me what I did for Valentine's and I replied, "actually nothing.. but I wrote him a poem which was a day late". I think, as we all grow older and mature into our relationships, the occasion that we feel most worthwhile to celebrate is instead the wedding anniversary.

Valentine's Day is a day where couples celebrate their love. The wedding anniversary is a day where couples celebrate another year of compromise, tolerance, forgiveness and understanding. I've come to learn that in relationship, love itself as an emotion is hardly enough, but needs to be manifested in actions. Of course, we're years away from marriage and perhaps Vday is the best substitute right now. Still, I think it silly to treat one especially nice on one particular day and quarrel for the remaining of the year. I too think it silly to splash on expensive gifts that are bought just for the occasion. It would be nice to accept gifts, but we shouldnt expect them, I feel. Unknown to many, I don't like flowers unless they're in a vase, or in a flower pot.

But my mum likes cash above all. hahhaa!

Valentine's Day

Fri, 15 Feb 2008 21:42:00 GMT

Usually couples save their mushy words only for each other, but I haven't wrote a poem in a long time and I'm so proud of my Valentine's Day poem to Huson (although he got it belated cos I forgot).. and since it's funny with certain things only we both will understand, I'm going to share it! hahaha!

You smiled at me and took my hand
Into a beautiful wonderland.
Marshmallow flowers and gummy worms;
Where they're not scary but giggle and squirm.

There's a river of pure chocolate fondue
And Freddo Frogs sing Rhythm and Blues..
Fish are all warm and furry
And ponds are filled with chicken curry!

Our little son plays with butterflies and bees
Under the shady candy cane trees.
He skips and flutters and giggles out loud
We as parents smile and stand proud.

The rain falls in bucketloads of candy bars
With the occasional sprinkling of honey stars
The sun then emerges as a giant apple pie
Two happy rainbows appear in the sky =)

Thu, 14 Feb 2008 19:35:00 GMT

I just dont feel like doing anything today

Bye Bye Stats!

Wed, 13 Feb 2008 21:53:00 GMT

Today, or rather, a day ago, I made an important academic decision. I'm going to drop my Methods and Practices in Geography module, the module which I need to take to become a Geography major. I'm giving up my major in Geography.

Haha no, I'm kidding. I'm giving the module up because:
1) I asked, read and found out that I do not actually need it for my Geography major.
2) I found out that in place of it, I can spend one month in thailand during one of my special semesters taking Field Studies, which will be equivalent to TWO modules. which also means that I can afford to take only 4 modules for any 2 of my semesters.
3) I hate the bloody damn thing. Half of them are Math majors and they breeze through it, while me, as a Math hater am stuck and lost in the lecturer's Hong Kong english. I don't understand statistics and all the other boring, annoying methods that seem not to be linked to Geography at all. I'm how arty! I hate math!!!!!
4) there's no penalty for dropping.
5) Thai takes up a lot of my time, and I think it's better to have more time for Thai this semester.
6) I can use Thai in Thailand when I do field studies.

I can't believe I can finally escape from my confusion and horror. I was all prepared to fail it. Geog major seniors all shook their heads in pity when they found out that I took up the module. I loathe the subject, honestly.

Tomorrow's Valentine's Day, and I really forgot! I dont think I've ever celebrated one. There's always netball training, netball tournament, sports dayS, hockey training, art.. etc. ok, abrupt ending.. but it's 11pm, I jogged just now and havent bathed!

How Beautiful

Mon, 11 Feb 2008 21:48:00 GMT

How Beautiful the hands that served
The Wine and the Bread and the sons of the earth
How beautiful the feet that walked
The long dusty road and the hill to the cross
How Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

How Beautiful the heart that bled
That took all my sins and bore it instead
How beautiful the tender eyes
That choose to forgive and never despise
How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

And as He lay down His life
We offer this sacrifice
That we will live just as He died
Willing to pay the price
Willing to pay the price

How Beautiful the radiant bride
Who waits for her Groom with His light in her eyes
How Beautiful when humble hearts give
The fruit of pure love so that others may live
How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

How beautiful the feet that bring
The sound of good news and the love of the King
How Beautiful the hands that serve
The wine and the bread and the sons of the Earth
How Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

so beautiful, Lord.