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Tuesday, February 27, 2007 shopping anyone? 2:13 AM 0 comments Monday, February 26, 2007 madhouse. 12:40 AM i was looking for shorts to wear - my cupboard is a bermuda triangle for shorts - so i went to dig my dad's cupboard for something. and what do i find? a pile of my secondary school rgs shorts. i manage to find one that doesn't say rgs on it, thankfully. i figured my dad's oversized fbts would do. and i as i walk down the stairs, i see my dad actually wearing my black rgs pe shorts that i used 6 years ago. i am stunned. and then, over lunch. sister: oh you know 'so-and-so' joined facebook? mother (very earnestly, as if enquiring about a bedtime read): what book is this? there was a moment of stunned silence at the table and then a burst of maniacal laughter from me, puj, The Man In RGS Shorts and The One Poaching On My Wireless. *facepalm* 0 comments Thursday, February 22, 2007 a toast to midterms 11:38 AM after a fun night out yesterday, it's back to work. and the upcoming midtermsss. i have 4 papers! last sem i had NONE. why. whywhywhy. anyway, i love these: hilarious. i wish i could write answers like these on my macro paper. like: what is the effect on the exchange rate? it got squashed, the elephant sat on it.   such creative kids, no? must give them credit where it's due i say.0 comments Monday, February 19, 2007 the best feeling in the world. 11:10 PM (i know, is that even humanly possible? i bow down to you, oh king of muggers. bless thee with thy attention span.) in my case, it's the (most of the time extended) nap i give myself after doing what passes off as an excuse for mugging. ahh sleep, glorious sleep. to lay my head down on my pillow and to snooze away, and give myself a well deserved nap after studying for an hour. then i realised, there are other 'best feelings in the world.' how about that welcome collapse onto your bed as you stumble back from an 8 to 10 am lecture? then there's the feeling of relief when you find a toilet when you desperately need one. can't deny this, can you? oh oh then you know that itch on your back that you just can't seem to reach? it's right there, splat in the middle of your back, un-de-itchyfiable because your elbows just won't bend that way? when you finally get to that itch (die itch die!) don't you just feel like smiling and smiling? how about satisfying that food craving that's been bugging you for weeks? so many best feelings in the world. what's yours? 0 comments Thursday, February 15, 2007 if i screw up this sem 8:56 AM it's irritating, it's an inconvenience. it wastes time. and brain power. how can they do this to us? i don't understand. it's just not fair! of course, i'm talking about the closure of the arts canteen. because the canteen is no longer there, all the shortcuts associated with walking through the canteen to get to classes are gone. AND I HAVE NO MORE MILK TEA. i need 3 cups of tea a day to survive through a long day. now where am i supposed to get my oh so important tea that enables me to function like a normal human being? the pathetic excuse for a vending machine at arts dispenses water (with bits of idonnotwanttoknow floating in it) regardless of whether you press 'coffee', 'tea' or 'piss'. AND the stalls, yes the tiny carnival like stalls - sell horrible tasting tea. like that how? i sleep in classes. now whose fault is that? who's fault is it that i can't wrap my hands around a nice warm lovely teacup and feel its warmth flowing through my limbs when my ass freezes off in lecture? hmph. whose fault is it that an equal amount of caffeine cannot run alongside my blood? AND then we students are at a loss. every morning, without fail, we have to ponder on where our classes are and how to get there. all the usual shortcuts have been taken away from us! we are left clueless as to where to go for lessons - it's hard enough attempting to find the ASes. arts is bloody confusing - the 2nd floor of ASsomething is like the 5th floor of ASsomethingelse. and you bloody climb a LOT of stairs to get to wherever you have to now, without our shortcuts. like that how? we're late for classes, because we have to take the looong way, and after huffing and puffing up the stairs we're tired and we STILL end up in the wrong place. we miss out the important stuff from lecture and tutorial because of this. andand there's no more canteen to pop by to grab a bite to eat. the fact that there isn't any edible food stall around for me to stuff myself to make me happy makes me rather sad. =( no food! NO FOOD! (it's even sadder than when we were deprived of dinner for 2 days in a row when Head Torturer Assistant Director suffian said NO DINNER) we're perpetually hungry. hungry people are angry people. hungry people are irritated people. hungry people have shorter attention spans. why give us break in lecture? there's no point. there's no food and no tea to look forward to anyway. let's just freeze our butts off while our shrinking stomachs scream out in protest and rumble for the whole lecture theatre to hear. gaaarh. and furthermore, we waste time trying to scrounge for lunch. now we have to make a LONG trek to the engine canteen - which makes my eyes hurt i swear, oh there is too much ugliness in the world! - and the business canteen which is forever crowded. and by the time we're back, as predicted, we're late for classes again! ohno, don't give me the but there's megabytes cafe now! it looks like a bloody funeral parlour. *throws hands up in the air* 0 comments Sunday, February 11, 2007 production 11:46 AM i am going to miss rehearsals like fuck, miss acting, miss singing and dancing, miss attempting to sing on key, miss tip toeing around trying to steal fries from joel, miss random massages from darling shiwei, miss drunkIan, miss yowling beauty and the beast songs, miss frantically stripping in the dressing room, miss applying eyeliner to dann to make him the prettiest girl around, miss climbing up the staircase of hell, miss eating the props...so much more. aeron, the little boy, cried yesterday. it's my turn now. never did i think i'd get emotional over production. after doing enough performances i should be used to this, right? i guess not. i guess the people made a difference, and the fact that it wasn't just dance but a musical just added on to the fun of it all. oh well. unfortunately, it's time for a reality check. omg. i just realised. now my evenings are free. what am i going to do now? *faints* 0 comments Thursday, February 08, 2007 inncerchild. 2:44 AM today someone told me that she likes me because i'm like a kid - playful and restless - and i should never grow up or else i'll lose my charm. somehow i don't know if that's a good thing. and the song of the day was: it's lunchtime, i'm hungry we are ready to go i wanna leave rehearsal but sufian says no i hate UCC but what choice do i have? i want my food, preferably macs. hahahha. we love mangling our songs. we are SO going to sing the wrong lyrics at this rate. =) 0 comments Sunday, February 04, 2007 dhool 6:59 PM 1. men in eyeliner actually look cute. i like. hahah. 2. why oh WHY do you have to stick bharathanatyam moves into a non classical dance? i mean, it's got no relation to the dance then why do the males prance around killing my beautiful art form? it's so painful to watch. 3. is the interpretation of contemporary really that hard? contemporary doesn't mean pretentiously arty farty or intense or tear inducing emotional. now diversity got it right. this female group has got the energy, attitude, their costumes are nice (FINALLY a good colour combination. i'm going to go blind if i see anymore blindness inducing banana yellow, traffic disrupting lime green or shinysparkly blues that can be spotted by a NASA satelite) and most importantly their choice of style for contemporary is good. 4. why do girls suddenly appear out of nowhere? it's scary. 5. now what is UP with the manjan themed outfits? the fans, the hats, the scrawny braids - kill me now. if i were a judge and saw a 'happy chinese new year' banner as a backdrop i'd question the credibility of the group. is this a banner painting competition? no stupids, it's a dance competition. 6. are you incapable of closing your mouths when you dance? smiling is a requirement, yes, but it doesn't mean you look like you're having an asthma attack. 7. i can see the common trend among the men. big flary pants to attempt to make yourself look more well endowed? heh. and the supposed modern section of the competition just finished. let's see how the genre 'folk' gets (mis)interpreted. 0 comments sunday 6:33 PM i decided that i needed to get out of the house, for some fresh air and then i heard the swing at the playground near my house calling out to me. so off to the swing it was. my butt was glued to the swing and this random ang moh woman (with adorable kids) gave me this just how old are you look and stated wryly, you really like the swing don't you. on the swing i decided that when i get a house of my own, it's going to have: 1. a swing 2. a bathtub 3. a trampoline 4. a pool table 5. a sunk in living room made up of cushions instead of couches omg i'm watching dhool and someone just killed a talvin singh song i swear with pseudo contemporary moves and hideous shiny blue and yellow costumes. guys, i think you just distracted a satelite orbiting the earth with that bling bling and glitter. and now a bunch of guys in red and white costumes are leaping around as if they are young prima ballerinas to piano music. oh how apt, the remixed lyrics are ' you wanna get freaky with me'. yes you dancing singapore flags you guys are quite freaky. listen, i know you are supposed to do one contemporary and one folk, but contemporary doesn't mean skewered ballet. MY limbs are screaming in protest. ugh don't get me started on dhool. i'm so traumatised i can't blog anymore. i think i'll go and do my nails or something. 0 comments Thursday, February 01, 2007 i'm dangerous 9:24 AM to all the men of production, i'm sorry. i really do have to keep my hands to myself. i don't really mean to end the futhering of your family name. ack. ah just stay away from me. hahha. 0 comments |