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Life, and Humanity.

2011-07-25T05:30:00.000-07:00

And that's my feelings towards life. I'm sick and tired of it. I don't know what I'm here for, I don't know what I want to do with my life. There's just no motivation for me to move forward, no drive to push me through the whole process. I'm just going with the flow, living everyday as it is. And trust me, I am not enjoying it at all. The idea of life, is just so wrong, yet we are living in it. I can only blame humanity.

All of us, in one way or another, are being controlled. Controlled by circumstances, controlled by situations, controlled by perspectives ... But hardly anyone realizes it.

When we were young, we study. Now that we are older, we work. Have we ever questioned ourselves the purpose of studying and working? To gain knowledge to better prospects in the job industry so that we earn enough to retire happily and are able to do whatever we want to do? If that was your answer, then I guess it's a little too late. Seriously, bungee jumping at 65?!

And because of studying and working, if you did not realize, we are all living in a box. We sleep in box (bed), work in a box (cubicle), eat from a box (lunchbox), travel home in a box (bus/trains/cars), watch the box (television), sleep in the box again. And this cycle repeats itself every single day till we finally think out of the box. And trust me, many of us are trapped in this box for the rest of our lives.

All of us, in one way or another, are being controlled. Controlled by circumstances, controlled by situations, controlled by perspectives ... But hardly anyone realizes it.

Life is unfair. Stereotypes, generalization, discrimination. And it just disgusts me even more. Everyone are on equal footing, no one being is greater than another. Our existence in this world all came from the same entrance. And it didn't come with a choice.

Who allowed for discrimination? Looking down on others because of their race, religion, gender. Grouping every down syndrome as stupid. Branding every criminal as evil. We are not perfect ourselves that we are given the power to secern others. Not to mention that deep down, everyone has a good heart and is a nice person. And judging based on race and religion is just unacceptable.

All of us, in one way or another, are being controlled. Controlled by circumstances, controlled by situations, controlled by perspectives ... But hardly anyone realizes it.

The words in red is indeed true and reflective of most societies right? In the past, they set the trend that life must be as such. And most people blindly follow. They set the trend that one should live a life full of material wealth. But when you die, where do all your material wealth go to? They set the trend that this group of people are in a higher class than the rest. But do they have a choice? They were born in a certain way and in a certain manner. But that doesn't give one the opportunity to tease them and step on them.

Life, is just so messed up. And humanity ruined it all.

I want to be able to live a life of freedom. To be able to do the things I want to do freely and not rule out any possibilities because of the constraints of the human mind to think in a certain way. I am sick and tired of living a life that people want me to live in, saying that it's all for a good future. I am sick and tired of not being able to do stuff that I want to do because of what society instills into many. I want to mould my own future.

I have too many regrets, listening to opinions of others and not thinking for myself. Making choices that is screwing my life upside down now. I keep asking myself, "What if I had chose a different path then?" .. And more "What if"s. It's all in the stereotyping of man.

Funny how each time I choose something that I want to do, I get criticism all over, and in the end follow what others want me to do. And if I screwed up, I get blamed for not doing it well. Of course, I won't do well in something that I don't want to do in the first place.

I want to have the freedom of choice. I want to have the freedom to do whatever I want to do. I want to have my choices opened. I want to do stuff that I believe it. I don't want to be forced to listen to others and follow whatever they do. I don't want to have to change myself to suit another being. I don't want to judge people the way that many others do. I don't want to drown in regrets.

And my life now is just the total opposite of the above few paragraphs mentioned. I just wished someone would understand how I feel, and where I am coming from. I am just so sick and tired of it all. And numb would be the word, because I don't have a choice.

Suicide.

2011-06-04T08:26:00.000-07:00

Don't jump because death is not just not worth the effort.

You are still young and life is calling.

My best friend asked me today ...

"What would the one line you would say to someone who is just about to commit suicide?"

I was stumped. Or at least it has never crossed my mind, to tell a complete stranger to not commit suicide. I did not know how to answer him.

When suicide is involved, or even the thought of suicide, it would mean that that certain individual is on the brink of breakdown. They feel that they are at their wits end and that there is just nothing in life to look forward to. They picture themselves in a very pessimistic way and feel that they are trapped in a box of shame, disappointment, trouble, pain, hurt ... There are definitely many more reasons as to why certain thoughts are instilled in them. And definitely society has plays a huge role in it.

I have witnessed an attempt of suicide before. A foreign worker sitting on the parapet because after working for his employer for a couple of years, his salary was not given to him but instead, an air ticket home was presented. Fuck the employer! And trust me, it is never a nice sight to see. The whole atmosphere of the environment and situation there just changes. I do not know about you, but seeing someone lose their life in front of me, together with all the blood and gore is ... Just disgusting. Nonetheless, it is still a life which is a gift to the individual's parents. Going to a funeral is bad enough, people who want to live just have their lives being taken away. And those who are living are not appreciative of their lives.

Going back to the question posed to me, I was really lost for words. If there's an individual who wants to die in front of me, would I even go and ask him to stop? Probably not. But if I would go up and stop him, I guess I would say, "Don't die, I'll share your burdens with you, trust me.". I bet the individual would think that I have gone mad, but at least I tried. Of course, actions speak louder than words.

My best friend then asked again ...

"What would the one line you would say to me if I was just about to commit suicide?"

Strangely enough, with just a blink of an eye and I knew the answer. I told him, "You die, I die.". It may sound absurd but it is about touching the most vulnerable side of the person, and about the things that matters most to him that makes him want to live.

Love the life that you live.

Live the life that you love.

Selfish.

2011-03-31T05:03:00.001-07:00

How true ...

Dr. Laurence J. Peter once said, "There are two kinds of egotists: Those who admit it, and the rest of us.".

I was browsing through the internet when I came across the quote above and find it a very apt description of the majority of people in our world today. As much as we try to deny it, it is a fact that most of us are guilty of, including myself, especially in today's competitive society. Perhaps it is an inborn character that we care for ourselves more than others, to the extent that we overlook many other aspects of life. I feel that this 'virtue' is especially true in my life currently.

Have there ever been a point in your life, where you were the weakest link? Or felt that you were the weakest link? And you try as hard as possible to avoid all situations that made you feel THAT lousy ... And made you feel that you are a burden to the rest of the people because they have to keep giving in to you, just to make up for your shortcomings? And no matter how much effort you put in, you just can't be as good as them and so you give up? I know I have.

Many said that you should get back up, and put in twice their effort and be as good as them, and to prove them wrong. And that the lousier you are, the more you should get back up. I mean, talk is cheap, talk is easy. When the odds are against you, and that you do not have the resources and support you need, it's really tough.

The good are able to scream and shout words that could spur you on and make you do better, and probably spend a little time with you when you are a rookie. But other than that, nothing else. And after a while, a social segregation is formed from the weaklings and the pros. Truth being that these pros would only want to spend time with the pros, to better themselves as they feel that you are pulling them down from them improving. And that it is a waste of their time to keep coaching you to get your basics right. Truth being that these people are selfish, and only think of themselves as a class above the rest. Not knowing that they were once rookies too, and that others had to spend time with them for them to become pro. And so, they turn cocky.

No one in the right mind would ever stoop down to your level, to get to know and understand how you feel. They just loathe you for avoiding and coming up with excuses all the time. No one would ever put themselves in your shoes, to spend time helping you to merge in with the rest of the group. No one ... Not even the person in highest authority. And they do what every human do - THEY BITCH ABOUT YOU.

Thinking about the past, I kinda miss the times where "Your team is only as strong as your weakest link." is being instilled into me. It was a point where everyone tried to help each other, and push each other so that we are far above the rest. No selfishness, no nothing of that sort. Probably the definition of being a team now is - Me, the good ones, and the rest.

Selfishness ... Had taught me to admire Mother Teresa more than ever.

I'll be like her ... One day.

And I'll be better than them ... In other aspects. EAT MY DUST.

PPPFFFTTTT!

2011-03-26T23:30:00.000-07:00

HI HI HI HI HI!

My New Bag-pack!

I look really retarded in that picture. I don't know how my mum took the picture ... Like I've got a mega-huge head with a small body. Nope, I'm opposite actually. HAHAHA. That picture was to make it up for the weeks of not blogging. Anyways, I hope my overdue presence have not chased all my readers away from my blog! HAHAHAH. Hardly anyone reads my nonsense anyway. Probably except ... MYSELF! ;P

Changing topic, does it irk you to see someone in public having their hair all wet and walking around? At least not dripping wet, but still wet ... And the back of their shirts would have patches of darker shades because of their wet hair. I do not know about you, but the increasing number of these people on the streets is starting to annoy me, not that it has anything to do with me in any way. Just that I'm not one of them.

Yes, I know that it is awesome to wake up in the morning and have a shower to brighten up the entire day, and to allow yourself to smell nice when you are near others. But is there a need for you to pronounce to the entire world that ... "HEY! I'VE JUST TAKEN MY SHOWER! AND I SMELL GOOD. MY PITS ARE NOT SWEATY SMELLY, THEY SMELL LIKE MY BATH GEL!". I don't think there's a need to do so. I don't know what is going through the person's mind when they just leave their house with their hair wet, prepared to go to work or somewhere else. I mean, if you bother to keep yourself clean and smelling good, why don't you even bother to make yourself look presentable instead of your wet head!

Just imagine going for an interview with that kinda hair, what would your first impression be? If it were me, I'll immediately strike you off the list for being lazy, and not appearance conscious ... It's just disgusting man. I don't need to know that you've just done your private stuff in the bathroom. And the worst of it all, is when you turn your head and your wet hair starts smacking people in the face. It's like a wet slap.

I mean, if you just came back from the beach or pool or something, it's understandable. But to work, or going out with friends? Totally a turn off man. Please bother to dry your hair!

Abrupt ending. Enough of my rants. HAHAHAH.

Enjoy your weekends!

Auto-Flush Toilets.

2011-02-15T22:15:00.000-08:00

GRRAAHHHH! Just kidding! ;D

This is going to be a little explicit/gross/disgusting. You can choose not to read it man.

You know how much I dislike auto-flush toilets!? They may be helpful to a small extent for lazy people, but no, I am not for auto-flush. In fact, I am really really really against it. It wouldn't kill to just flush the toilet by yourself man!

So, just the other day, I was in town. As I was having a terrible tummy-ache, I rushed to the ladies in hope of being able to relief myself. Who'd ever knew that when it was about to come out, the auto flush came on and gave me a shock that I jumped up, and it went back in! And because of that, I lost the mood to want to relief myself until I got home. You know how uncomfortable it was to have it stuck there!? GRAAAHHH.

This comic totally reflected my emotions that day.

I'm never gonna go to a toilet with auto-flushes again ....

Maybe ... Unless if I really have no choice!

Chinese New Year.

2011-02-08T07:10:00.000-08:00

A quick update!

Happy Lunar New Year! ;D

How did you guys spend your Lunar New Year? As usual, for me, I was in Malaysia visiting and having a great deal of fun, not forgetting having the hassle of dressing up! I was setting off fireworks almost every night when I was there. My only lament was that I mocked my teacher for having a mega-huge red pimple in the middle of her forehead before the new year, and guess what! I had one too! HAHAHAH. So I was using my fringe to cover my forehead, whenever possible.

See! I hid my pimple really well! ;D

The best thing about this new year was that ...

I GOT MY 8 YEAR OLD NIECE TO SING 愛!

CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT THEY PLAYED THAT MANY EPISODES FOR HER TO EVEN REMEMBER THE FAMOUS 'WA MENG TI' SONG! And my aunt just told me that it'll last all the way till June! Save me please! I'm really sick and tired of that drama. A scene in the living room with just 2 people talking can last for 15 minutes! Hence, part of the reason why I hardly watch television programmes.

I need more entertainment!

Would you entertain me?

End of 2010.

2011-01-14T08:51:00.000-08:00

2011's New Look! Tying my hair up for school!

Reflections from 2010?

Looking at my previous blog posts, I would say that 2010 has been a pretty smooth-sailing journey for me and I have accomplished many of the things that I have set out to do. It was a year filled with golden opportunities and doors for me to open for both experience and exposure - Leading my own camp of people, participating in YOG, gotten my driving license, work-shadowing, telemarketing ... To fixing drawers and keyboards etc. And I know I say this almost every other year - It was a year filled with lessons.

Having seen the world around me revolve and evolve, I grew to become more judgmental and impatient of the actions and attitudes of others. It is just thoughts that runs through your head when someone does this this this or says that that that. And the problem with these thoughts is that they are not neutral, they are either extremely positive or otherwise. But no matter what, you keep mum about whatever's going on in your mind. You quietly pick up the good points, and silently learn from the bad to become better. At least for me, I guess wisdom and maturity grows with age. I am not saying that I am the perfect person, but at least I am trying.

2010, as I was saying, was a year filled with lessons. There are just so many to know, but only 3 which I felt the deep connection towards.

1. Humility.

I am disappointed to say that many people, including me, are lacking in this aspect of life.

In life, we do our best to impress as recognition is something that differentiates the extraordinary from the ordinary. And we blabber and blabber on about our best, not knowing that our best is never really 'The Best'. Be it from grades, to attitude, to work or even in terms of fitness. Because we pretend to not know that out there, there is definitely someone better.

As I grow to see more, I realize that the mediocre ones are the loudspeakers, or empty vessels as many would call. They brag about everything, not realizing that you know that they are not even up to the mark. Many dress in branded clothes, only to know that they are barely able to make ends meet. Many only talk about their strengths, only to realize that their reputation is being destroyed by the larger number of weaknesses. Many think that they are able to remain cream of the crop without improving, only to find out someone who has far exceeded them. Many set their standard to others high above the rest, only to see that many disappointments. For these people, I am truly sorry.

2. Responsibility.

I do not really know how many of us fall into this category, but I agree that I am one of them who lacks in it, but improving.

When tasks and duties are passed on to me, I do my best to meet the requirements and deadlines. But when I am unable to do so, the least I would do is to notify whoever is in-charge about my plight and seek for assistance, or to just allow the other party to acknowledge. That's only responsibility. But how many of us do so?

And when the blame comes, which of us would be the first to point our index finger at others, not reflecting on ourselves and not knowing that there are 3 other fingers point back at us. Humans are just interesting creatures.

3. Trust.

To be able to gain the trust of others, one must trust themselves. I trust myself to keeping secrets, I trust myself to speak at the right time, I trust myself to make the correct judgements. And it is only pure bitchy-ness and brainless-ness of a person, to endanger one's trust in them just for self-satisfaction.

These are just simple yet difficult lessons to grasp. I guess when we managed to master the above 3, it is then that we seek enlightenment.

I hope 2011 would be an awefantasuperfect year!

Merry Christmas!

2010-12-24T20:52:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas! ;D

Once again, it's the season of giving. Christmas carols played everywhere. People on the streets in their Christmas hats, bringing up the atmosphere of this special occasion. How I wished there was snow in Singapore, then it'll be more awesome!

How differently have I celebrated this Christmas? I wore a dress to church! AWWWW! Hahaha. It's definitely something rare. In addition, this is the first time a party of 40+ people is going to be held at my place with my relatives - both distant and close. My Christmas tree never had that many presents underneath it before!

Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas. May you enjoy this day with much peace and love.

Octopus!

2010-12-22T05:49:00.000-08:00

HEY!

Have you heard of the story of the Male Octopus and the Female Octopus?

THEY WALKED HAND ...

IN HAND ...

IN HAND !!

Okay, sorry.

HAHAHAH.

But ... I still think it's funny!

And I'm laughing away like mad!

Turkey!

2010-12-21T05:11:00.000-08:00

Merhaba!

That's 'Hi!' in Turkish.

As some of you may know, I was in Turkey for my holidays. Yes, I ate Turkey in Turkey! HAHAHA. Spending time in Turkey has definitely broaden my horizons, yet again, I think it made me older. Everywhere I went, it was a historic place! That even includes the shopping markets where almost every other stall sells the same thing! The whole of Turkey is like filled with Mosques, Churches, Museums and Cities from past Civilizations. Oh, not forgetting the famous blue eye. Everywhere you go, you see blue eyes! But cities there are rather far apart and so, bus rides to get from one place to another are reeeeaaaallllllyyyy long. It made my butt sore. D;

The City of Troy

Pamukale - Castle of Cotton

(Don't judge me! I was lazy to fold my jeans up properly.)

The Cartoon Hotel

The Water from Hotels' Taps

(Caused me an outbreak! D;)

Viagra Market

Another Viagra Market
(Tells you so much about them uh!)

The part I love most about Turkey, definitely not the Viagra, is the people. The people there are really interesting! Here are 4 reasons for my previous statement.

1. Being an Asian in Turkey, you're like the odd one out. Really an odd one out, you hardly see any Asians there. You walk on the streets, even in museums (which I expect many tourists to be in), the people there with their big bulgy eyes just stares at you. Even after you walked past them, they turn their heads, and they are still staring at you. It makes you feel as if you're an alien, from an unknown world. Because you're an alien, good things happen to you! I was in one of the hotels using the free wifi on my own, when this group of Turkish guys just approached me and asked if they could have a picture with me. The feeling of that is great, but the stares are definitely not.

2. The people in Turkey, though it may not seem like it, are really IT savvy. They managed to track me down, like really. There was this guy who sent me a friend request on Facebook, together with a message. Curious as to who this person was, I viewed his profile and many of his pictures are really Turkish-like - That includes his looks and the background too. I opened the message, only to find out that he saw me loitering in some hotel and so he added me! But I never notice him at all. And the best part of it all that still puzzles me, was how he managed to find my profile when I never used any of the hotels' computer at all! HAHAHA. It's scary!

3. Turkish people working in the shopping streets and alleys are really cool! Their shopping area is like .. Bugis Village, just neater. But different from Singapore, the people there just try as hard as they can to attract as many customers possible - Shouting, screaming, praising. So they do what they're best at, talking nonsense.

a. There was this guy on the streets selling top toys for a dollar. You know, top's like guys toy, so I was pretty uninterested in it. So, he approached me and told me, "Hey, this is for you. Free.". I knew he was kidding, so I just played along with him and I took the top toy from him. He then came over to my ear, and whispered, "Free to touch.". WHATTTT! LOOOL.

b. Another guy who was selling nuts in one of the shopping street tried to get me into his shop. He was really full of nonsense. He started by saying, "Lady, come in. Don't break my heart.". As my family had already bought nuts from another store, there was no point going into that store. So I walked away and the guy should, "Oh, you broke my heart! You bad!". WHATTTT! LOOOL!

c. My family bought Turkish delights from this shop from this guy. As we bought quite a bit from him, he was really happy and said that he liked us. And out of the blue, he asked my dad for my name and my dad told him. And so, when I was about to leave the shop, he suddenly shouted, "Sir, give me Jessica!". WHATTTT! LOOOL! I had nothing to say but smiled at him.

4. Some Turkish guys, different from those selling stuff on the shopping streets, are nice people. It just makes you look at the people in other countries, including yourself, differently. It's like, you never knew these people existed.

a. There was this waiter who was clearing up the table. He had to carry like pots and piles of plates to the kitchen. I thought I was seated in a place that was in his way, and so I moved my chair in such a way that would not block him when he was approaching. He saw me doing it, and came over and thank me. How many waiters do that! So, I just smiled at him. And each time when I was looking about at the restaurant, he would be looking at me, and smile. If I needed help, he would be the first one to arrive. I know, it's a little creepy, but I thought his actions were nice.

b. There was this Turkish guy sitting in front of me in the plane, together with this Singaporean wife, and a son. The whole time, the Turkish guy was taking care of his son, attending to him, listen to him blabber away about the clouds, followed him to the restroom, played hangman with him, made sure he had his meals, talk to him, adjusted the seat for the him. It swear that lasted for like more than 3 hours before the son fell asleep, and only then did the Turkish guy plug in his earpiece and started watching his movies. And when the son woke up, he would entertain the son again. All these while, the wife just kept calling for the cabin crew's assistance over 10 times just for her food snacks. Burh! Not only that, there was this 62 year old Turkish woman beside me in the plane, who did not understand a single English word. She needed help to get through immigrations and stuff. So whatever the cabin crew told her, this Turkish guy offered his help in translating so that she understands! And he stayed back in the plane with her to guide her, until she crosses the customs! I think he's really sweet! ;D

HAHHA.

I think Turkey's awesome! It's even better when you have a guide that looks like Fred Flintstone! And he knows it!

TWIN!

2010-11-30T23:48:00.000-08:00

Sorry for the really really really really really delayed post! I know right, I promised to update once at least two weeks but I never did so. I apologize, especially to those who kept on bugging me to blog.

The past few weeks has been really awesome, full of different experiences, and definitely made me view the world in different perspectives. If I were to list out everything, this blog post would take days to complete and would be very very very long.

Being the nice person that I am, I shall share with you guys a first time experience that I had yesterday. I went driving ... In the night under the rain! Without a doubt, I can guarantee you that that was my worst driving lessons ever. I felt blinded in the night as my vision was poor. In addition, the glare from the wet ground by the reflection of the roadside lamps made things worst - I have no idea where were the lane markings! So most of the time, I was driving more towards the right instead of the middle of the lane. And almost every car turned on their headlights! Yes, it went straight into my eyes. Terrible idea to book a practice session in the night. And all the instructor did was to laugh at me complaining that I couldn't see clearly. How mean ... Mode and median.

Oh well, changing a topic. I had this conversations with few of my friends before.

I wished I had a smart twin sister who looked exactly like me. And when I say exactly, I meant exactly! So much so that nobody could tell the difference, only ourselves. How cool would that be uh! We would be like the Bananas in Pyjamas! Then when I need help, she would be there to sit for my examinations for me, take tests for me while I help her with the things that she may be weaker in. We could also team up and prank other people. Not only that, we could date another pair of twins too and it'll be like ... WOW! You'll be seeing double! AWESOME UH!

HAHAHA. I'm the better looking twin.

And ... I so want a twin sister now!

Past.

2010-10-19T06:00:00.000-07:00

HAHAHAH. OMG!

I found this video of me, when I was 10, recently. I couldn't help but laugh watching it. Oh my, how time flies.

Enjoy. ;D

Fishes.

2010-10-02T09:04:00.000-07:00

Woops! Finally an update!

Two weekends ago, I helped Dad with the cleaning up of the fish tank. It was the first time that I offered to help him clean the fish tank. I had my reason for that - I just can't stand the sight of all the filth, dirt, waste and mould growing inside the tank. The water inside the tank looked just like muddy water, much much worst I guess.

Being the first time that I am ever helping him out, Dad did what every employer would do. He threw the dirtiest jobs to me, making me rid all the waste products of the fishes and the scrubbing and wiping of the glass surfaces to remove all the mould that grew on it. It posed as a challenge to me, as you can see I don't have very long arms. Oh well. The whole house, especially the balcony, stinks of the fish tank's horrible foul smell even after cleaning the whole place up! At least the end product of the fish tank was something that I was proud of.

Speaking of fishes, my family had a long history of fishes! Like seriously long, back when I was 6 .. Till now. Perhaps we never did had much fate with these fishes, because none of them survived a really long time! Here's a list of fishes that my family kept.

It all started with ...

1. 2 small goldfishes. (My maid killed them!)

2. 100 over guppies. (They died eventually, somehow!)

3. 4 fighting fishes. (Mum flushed them down the basin while washing its bottle!)

4. 1 small arowana. (It jumped out of the fish tank!)

5. 2 koi fishes. (It died after Dad changed the water!)

6. 1 arowana. (It died after Dad changed the water! AGAIN!)

7. 1 arowana. (I have no idea how it died!)

8. 20 over goldfishes, with only 14 left! (Many died of infection!)

Out of the 100 over fishes that we have kept, I just want to share with you ... 2 of the fishes that I really loved.

The koi fish, of course. It was the first time that I actually caught a fish and could called it my own fish. Like literally, Jessica's fish! HAHAHAH. Not only that, I really loved that fish because it was special. It did not have any scales on it at all. And its flesh was so translucent that you could see right through it and clearly look at its bones! Here's a picture of the 2 koi fishes, my fish is the one at the bottom, my brother's on top. But .. Sigh!

Another fish that I really loved was this lion-head goldfish, out of the 20 other goldfishes Dad bought. It was the only lion-head in the tank that had a perfectly shaped bulging head. But it was rather timid, and got bullied by the other fishes. So ... One day after school, I went home and saw it lying on the bottom of the tank. Later did I realize half it's face was bitten by bacteria. Even it's A-hole was badly infected too! It died soon after. (And I went to squeeze it!)

AHHHH! HAHAHA.

I gave up the thought of rearing fishes. Now I want a puppy!

Respect.

2010-09-14T05:38:00.001-07:00

Respect. What exactly is respect?

Just the other day, my class was reprimanded by this teacher for our misbehavior. Pretty much so, I had no takeaways from her bawl except for this one sentence that she said.

"All of you should start respecting me, and I will give you double the respect you gave me."

Upon hearing that line, I was ranting in my head on how narrow-minded and self-centered one can be.

At least once in our lifetime, we would hear someone say "Respect is to be earned". I do not know your thoughts on it, but I can't help but to agree with that sentence. Respect is earned from our thoughts and actions, from the way we reach out to people, from the way we carry out ourselves. One must give value and worth to all the little little things in life, that we earn that respect we have always longed for. We act in ways which are respectful, and at the same time feel respected. Respect, works like a boomerang.

Food for thought, questioning ourselves ... Why is it that some people are able to gain more respect than the others?

It is funny how the whole earning of respect system has turned into a demanding for respect in modern societies. Perhaps pride may be the answer as to why not many would take the first step and show respect - They feel that they deserve the respect more than you deserve it. But respect being respect, humans being humans, we are all on equal footing. Doesn't mean that one is of higher authority, that they deserve more respect than one sweeping the roads. It's all the same.

That brings me to another point whereby how much respect is to be given to a person. Of course, respect by itself is uncountable. So let's use a scale from 0 - 10 to help us out.

I feel that respect shown to others should be at a 10, unless that someone is placed in a negative light in your book of records. And the respect given back should be at a 10. There is no such thing as giving you double the respect you gave to him/her. The base line here is easy - It's either you respect, or you don't.

Sigh, how much the world has changed.

HEAL THE WORLDDDDD!

MOST BORING POST EVA!

2010-08-29T06:10:00.000-07:00

WARNING! THIS POST IS GOING TO BE LONG AND BORING AND BADLY WRITTEN. So, scroll to the end of the post if you wanna see my new helmet hairstyle and laugh at me for something more interesting!

OHAI!

And nope, I'm not gonna start this post by apologizing for my overdue absence because ... Look 10 posts back, I've at least apologized for 5 times! (I guess.) It has been busy busy busy for me, for my weeks filled with activities and experiences that not many get to be exposed to. Of course, some activities needed me to give up lessons in school which got a teacher making a big hoo-ha about 'The Responsibilities of Students'. Uh-huh ...

And so ... The past few weeks I've been spending time with my relatives who came all the way from Canada. It was rather awkward in the beginning, as it was the first time I'm meeting my cousins. I know, first time. I had no idea what their interests were, and there was no real common topic to talk about, it was even tough for me to just open my mouth and speak to them. Those who know me knows that I hardly am the one who starts the conversation, I'm really really shy. HAHAH. But after the ice was broken, things got better. We started to joke about and good times indeed fly past fast and 'Bye' came fast enough. I wished they could've stayed longer but ... At least I've managed to spend some time with them. I even asked them to introduce some cool guys to me too! ;DDD

This week, my time was spent at NTU, the helping out with the cultural exchange for the Youth Olympic Games. It was really an eye-opener to get to see many youths, my age or way younger, from different countries and different walks of life. Of course, the girls tried to get the best looking guys with them on camera, and vice versa. I've got a guy too! Look!

HAHAH. Just kidding ... But looking at these people, I felt really lousy. At such a young age, these people made a name for themselves. They've earn the respect from their fellow citizens and I guess people my age, maybe only me, look up to them. Thinking, I've never done something really that big to make my school proud of me, yet alone my country. It's like a mixed feeling. I feel so capable, yet incapable. I don't know if you get what I am trying to say but ... This feeling sucks.

Changing topic ... Today, I attended my cousins' graduation ceremony - Diploma and Advanced Diploma in Business Studies. Well, you may think that it is nothing much. Any Tom, Dick or Harry can easily get a diploma. But I guess I look at things in a different light. I salute them for having the courage to take a course in English, coming from a Mandarin-speaking background with little exposure to the English Language. Still, they managed to do it and succeed. By the way, they are Malaysians. I'm really proud of them. (I know, I had to make myself look taller.)

GRAAHHH! I know, I'm really sorry for this long and boring post. It's just that my life ... Wasn't that interesting so far! I wished something really funny happens and I can post it! GAWD! HAHAH. Oh yes, I went for a haircut today! Stupid fat man cut an apple-shaped hairstyle for me! So horribleee! I give you 5 seconds to laugh at me. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Okay, stop laughing. I'm going to wear a cap out whenever possible, until my hair grows longer! HAHAHA.

Help! HAHAH.

National Day.

2010-08-13T07:24:00.000-07:00

With a blink of an eye, Singapore turns 45! The changes that she had made over the years seemed to have come a long way, but then again, it seemed like yesterday.

Strangely enough, I felt more into the 'Happy Birthday Singapore!' mood this year, as compared to many other years. Perhaps it was the long weekend break, or perhaps it was just the feeling of being grateful and appreciative.

Not holding onto a Singapore citizenship, yet being brought up in this diversified country all my life, it makes me feel as if I am a part of this small city. Having come to such an age, Singapore has always been the one providing me with education, food and a roof over my head. Speaking of which reminds me of what my cousins from Canada asked me the other day - whether I'm more of a Singaporean, or more of my country of origin. Without second thoughts, I told them that I'm more Singaporean.

Trying really hard to recall, I never remembered how my previous schools celebrated National Day. Perhaps except for the parades and the sing-along sessions. However, my school this year celebrate National Day in one of the most memorable ways. The whole school was given balloons, either red or white, and we released them together.

That sight ... It's was the first time that I had that really strong feeling of life being pictured as beautiful and magnificent. I took a deep breath, and smiled.

WOW!

Crinkled Noses.

2010-07-30T05:55:00.000-07:00

I love it when people crinkle/wrinkle their noses. It's just soooo adorable!

AIYOOHHH! SOO CUTEEEE!

I can't stand it! HAHAHA. I feel like pinching the baby's cheeks!

Speaking about pinching, my friend said that he would pinch my cheeks each time I physically assault him. I mean, not that I am violent or anything along that line, but you know how tempting long arm hair can be? It's so cool that you can mess up the arm hair however you want (and look like pubic hair), or comb it back so that it is all neat again. But then again, it is soooo tempting to just pull out the hair, especially if the hair is not on you. It gives the adrenaline rush feeling! I get excited when I use to pull out his arm hair. It's so fun! HAHAH. But now I can no longer do it or he'll pinch my cheeks. I don't wanna grow up to be a bulldog!

TEE HEE. I SHALL BRING DUCT TAPE TO SCHOOL ONE DAY AND HELP ME WAX OFF HIS ARM HAIR FOR FREE!

GRRRAHHH. Now I want a small patch of long arm hair so that I can play with it! Oh yes, and I love people with long arm hair!

HAHA.

Narrow Minded.

2010-07-19T04:53:00.000-07:00

You know when I feel like a super-star? It's when I step out of the elevator at the lobby, only to find many people crowding at the entrance of the elevator waiting to go in, staring at me while I slowly make my grand exit. It's like WOW! I'll be on everyone's mind ... Cursing and swearing at me for moving at such a slow pace. But hey, I'm just enjoying the attention! How many times do you get such attention from strangers!

On the side-note, that is not what I wanted to talk about. Events from the past few days have made me realized how narrow minded many can be. I haven't got a clue what is going on in the minds of these people, but they try all means and ways to attract the attention of others by their words and actions. (I'll give examples below.) They think the world of themselves, only to realize that they are just that common one out of the billions and perhaps, the majority (99.99%) of the world would not be a different place without them.

Those who know me know that I am definitely not a fan of 'bitching'. I never liked to bad-mouth others, unless that idiot really got on my nerves. It's indeed a sight not to be missed, to see others allowing their lives to revolve around gossips which may not even be true. It's indeed a sight not to be missed, to see how others create their own drama serials that are totally absurd. And they go yak, yak, yak-ing away, telling their bedtime stories. I mean, yes, I do agree that gossips brings people together, perhaps allowing a common topic to spark amongst them. But don't these people ever get sick of all the catching up to do? In addition, the gossips are so not up-to-date. Things that happened a week ago, is still a gossip today. Oh yes, and if gossips revolves around you, don't get pissed. Look on the bright side, your life is more interesting than these people - They're just talking about you to curb their jealousy.

And there's this other group of people that pisses me off really badly - Those who mood swings. The slightest remarks would turn their face black and would leave the conversation whenever possible. They expect everyone to give in to them, and be like how they are and start speaking without tact. The next thing you know when you return home, a whole chunk of subliminal status updates and blog posts complaining about how poor thing they really are. And the following few days status updates on how disappointed and upset they really feel about blah blah blah. Cinderella much? But seriously, even if you're pissed, the rest of the people around you would not even bother about you unless he/she is your really really really close friend. For me, I hardly ever mood swing because I feel that it is unfair to the rest of the people who must withstand my arrogance and cocky-ness when they did nothing wrong. I guess not many people would think that way.

There are also people who are very judgmental towards others in terms of the way they look, dress and behave and name a whole lots of defects on you, as if they're perfect .. And the list of examples continues.

I guess that narrow minded is just the way I should call these people. I just can't be bothered. They look at things on the surface, and not the big picture. Nobody is obliged to give in to another, yet alone think that the world revolves around you. Many fail to see that the world is such a beautiful place, that it is much more than just gossips, judgments, throwing tantrum ... etc. I think we should learn to accept things as they come and go, to have an opened mind.

Beds.

2010-07-10T06:22:00.000-07:00

I apologize. It has been like ten-thousand years since I last blogged. I guess you know what I'm gonna say. Yes, there were just so many things arranged and I never had the time for some proper rest, yet alone blog! The past few weeks were hectic. I went overseas for holidays (Pretty bad), got some new toys to meddle with, had my examinations, entertained my brother while he's in Singapore, met up with some friends, did quite a bit of really silly stuff ... My schedule is just so packed, even now! Why can't we have more than 24 hours in a day! ROAR! And, I promise to update at least once in two weeks, or more than once.

That's my bed!

As I'm typing this while on my bed, a sudden question popped up in my head.

(Wow! It rhymes!)

"Single-sized beds ... Or king-sized beds?"

I think most people would choose king-sized beds. Why? Because it's big and spacious and provides comfort. Yes, you could practically be Patrick the Starfish while you're asleep! HAHA. And if you're really bored, you could grab your comforter, and roll yourself up like a hotdog sandwich! There's more space for pillow fights, more space for more soft toys on your bed, more space for you to choose which side of the bed you wanna sleep on! WOW!

But of course, being Jessica, I prefer the opposite. Single-sized beds are of more fun! Single sized beds allows you to get all cuddly and snuggly with your bolsters and pillows and soft toys, or whoever you wanna sleep with, all the time! And that keeps you warm while your air-conditioner is turned on! (It rhymes again!) Being on a single bed also means that you've got more space for your other stuff in your room, and that really helps when your room is really small! Being on a single bed, you can still have the same comfort that you have while on your big bed, which means it isn't inferior to the other beds in any way! ;D

HAHAH.

I have no idea why I am talking about beds too. Perhaps it's a daily thing!

Now now now, who wanna lie on my bed?

Homesick.

2010-06-15T21:57:00.000-07:00

Someone help me pleaseee! I'm H-O-M-E-S-I-C-K!

No no, not sick of being at home. I'm just homesick. It's like ... The sudden feeling of missing home, the noise and everything that consists of a home. The ironic thing is that, I am at home now! Oh wow! I'm at home but I miss home.

I think it's because I haven't had home cooked food for a long long long time. Probably like, more than a week?! And I'm missing home cooked food badly. Yes, I know, more than a week is reallyyyy long for me already. I wonder how one can eat out all the time! Mum has been too busy to cook for me, and I can't cook a decent meal without help. And who cooks for themselves to eat and feels satisfied? It should be the other way around like when you cook for others to eat, and they feel satisfied, you feed good. Right? That's what chefs are for.

So ... Who volunteers to cook for me? A decent meal, at least. Wait, and I am really picky with my food. No brinjal (eggplant), no bitter-gourd, no capiscum, no peas, no baked beans, no canned food, no, instant noodles, no oily food, no fried fish, no food with a lot of spices ... And the list continues. HAHAH. Tsk, I know that no one wants to cook for me now!

But hey, I just want simple dishes okay! A soup and rice would be enough to make me happy! ;D

C-O-M-F-O-R-T F-O-O-D!

I'll be away from the 16th June to the 23rd June. So would remain pretty un-contactable for those few days. But my cell would be on if there's anything important.

Miss me!

Nope. Not gonna ever.

2010-06-09T08:03:00.001-07:00

GAHHH! I apologize for neglecting this blog because there's just so many things at hand for me to complete. I wished I had more time. So perhaps, this would be a rather quick post.

I don't know if it's just me, or is it that many people are running short of cash. Not enough money to pay rent, not enough money to pay their bills, not enough money to even grab a bite! Of course, under situations like this, they have got no choice but to rely on the help of others, going around borrowing money. I wanted to use the word 'begging for' instead of 'borrowing' but I guess not to that extent, yet. Without doubt, many 'friends' reject to offer their help and choose to ignore. I guess it's just human nature that people care about themselves more than any other things, they do not want themselves to be at a disadvantage.

Thinking about it, I guess it all buoys down to financial planning and saving enough for rainy days. Perhaps to some, $10 may not be a lot. But to others, $10 is a great deal. It is only when we know how to appreciate the value of money, no matter how small, that we grow rich.

Seeing how these people around me manage and pull themselves up, I told myself to never to have to go around begging others or be their dog just to get a favor from them. My dignity is more important.

Anyway, here's something fun to watch!

Enjoy!

Think.

2010-05-18T03:43:00.000-07:00

Thinking about thinking. How many of us actually think about how we think? How many of us actually think about how others think?

I doubt many of us would. Perhaps it may due to the fact that thinking is a natural process for each and every one of us, and our minds are thinking all the time. Just like how we are thinking about other stuff, while reading this post. We don't normally go about thinking on how we actually think.

In fact, most of the time, we don't think. We follow how others think. I wouldn't say following how others think is bad, but it makes us lazy to think. Thinking, I would then say, is a subconscious thing.

Let me have an illustration on this.

Taking for example a bottle that is half filled, like the above. Would you call it ...

1. A bottle half-full

2. A bottle half-empty

I guess most people would have the above 2 choices as their answers. Why? This is because it is a question that has been brought forward to them so many times that they can answer it at the speed of light. But it reflects how lazy we are to think, and just follow the norm. Later do we know that there are other choices like ... A bottle molecules full. I guess many of us never thought of that, or did it only flashed through your mind as an answer after I said it?

If you have the above 2 choices as your answers, have you taught about other alternatives you could answer?

You suck out the air that is inside the bottle out, and there you have a bottle full. Either way or you drain everything that is inside the bottle out, and you'll have a bottle empty. Thought of that?

The fascinating thing about our thinking is that we only use a small portion of our brain, and yet, we're able to generate so many ideas, some of which are out of the box. Different people have different thinking. Your partner beside you now may be agreeing to whatever I've written, and you may be disagreeing to it, yet again another example of different angles of thinking.

I think that I've used the word thinking too many times here, so much so that I think that 'Think' isn't supposed to be spelled that way! And I myself am confused at what I've written!

HAHA.

Scary!

2010-05-08T08:04:00.000-07:00

OH MY GAWDDD!

And so ... My toilet light totally died on me when I was heading towards the shower. I turned the switch on and off but there was no use! It was still dark. There wasn't a second lamp that I could fix on and I needed to bathe! So I had to innovate and I used my torchlight as my only light source as shown above.

I guess it was a whole new experience altogether. It was indeed pretty scary. I know, what's there to be scared about since it's my home? But seeing a shadow following each and every of your actions in the toilet is really scary. It was worst when you brush your teeth in front of the mirror, with your shadow beside you! Ahhhh! It's not going to happen again. I'm going to the other toilet to bathe tomorrow. HAHA.

Actually, it wasn't that bad. Luckily it wasn't as dark as the bread I ate the other morning!

The Bamboo Charcoal Bread.

HAHA!

Faces.

2010-04-28T06:08:00.000-07:00

YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TOO MUCH OF ME! HAHAHA.

OHAIYO!

I think from now onwards, I'm gonna use "OHAIYO" so start every of my blog post which would mean "OH" plus "HI" plus "YO" all into one! And "OHAIYO" in Japanese means Good Morning. So it's like 4 greetings into one, just like people say 'Brunch' which meant breakfast plus lunch. COOOL.

Few days back, I was webcam-ming with a friend of mine when I started making different facial expressions. Of course, naturally everyone would start laughing at all the funny and silly faces being made. Besides all the laughter, it suddenly caught my attention on how each and every of our facial expression is able to convey messages across, without having us to speak. They are like forms of nonverbal communication.

I guess expressions should be closely linked with emotions, and more often than not these expressions comes naturally. It is just like how it can be nearly impossible to avoid expressions for certain emotions even when it would be strongly desirable to do so. Taking for an example if I see a splatter of vomit on the floor, I would show a slight expression of disgust before resuming back to my neutral expression. But thinking further into it, the emotions on different faces may be interpreted wrongly. Just like how if someone has a little more concaved eyebrow, we may think that he/she is sad all the time but that may just be their neutral look. Hmm, then I should pity those with no eyebrows! HAHA.

Wheee! Action Packed Expressions!

Porn for the Blind.

2010-04-19T06:56:00.000-07:00

2 days ago, I was reading the Straits Times online, Lifestyle, when I came across something really interesting - Porn for the Blind!

I never once stopped to consider how the visually impaired surfed the internet, not to even think about them watching porn. I came across this article which caught my attention, so I started searching on the internet about this. Later did I know that there were actually brailles that resemble the image of the human body, like the picture above, just for the blind to feel and get turned on! Besides that, the are also websites which records the audio description from these adult sites, so that the blind could have a feel of what it is like. Recently, there's this Canadian lady who created pornography with tactile images just for the blind, like the one below!

OH EMM GEEE!

I don't know what's coming across your mind right now. Perhaps you may be thinking that this is really cool or that you may be amused by it.

But I am wondering how would a blind actually feel after touching all these pop-ups. Would they get turned on by it? I mean, if it was their first time touching such stuff, they would not even think that it is something out of their normal set of braille, or would they? And having not seen any human beings before, maybe in their dreams, how would they even know how a human being looks like (Degree of blindness?) and each of their body parts? Hmmm ...

I am just glad that I am not visually impaired. Imagine the difficulty you have to pull through if you lose one of your 5 senses. It'll be terrible.

(And I am saying all these not that I watch porn. I don't.)

Purpose.

2010-04-15T05:54:00.000-07:00

Someone once told me - "There is a purpose behind our every action". How true. Just like the simple action of waking up in the morning, there is a purpose behind it. Probably to spend the day doing what interest you, or to even spend quality time with yourself.

But I guess, as humans, many of us lose that true purpose along the way. We are no longer as genuine as we were supposed to be. We get caught up in the hustle and bustle of life, that we forgot what life actually meant to us. Many of us turn self-centered, living life just to benefit ourselves. We follow others blindly, not knowing how each and every action matter to us, and others around us. We life our lives, wanting to show others that we are better off than them, just wanting to prove something within us. Comparison and showing off is just what most would do. I guess we could only blame it on human nature.

Many things have been happening around me that has got me thinking on what was our true purpose in life. Let me give you a few examples.

1. At home - Helping your parents with the household chores.

Nobody likes doing housework, probably with a few exceptions here and there. But when we do help our parents out with the household chores, do we do it because we genuinely want to lessen our parents load? Or do we do it, in order to get our pocket money?

2. In school/At work - Doing a given task.

When given a task to do, how many of us would actually do it because we want to better improve ourselves? Or do we do it to please our teachers/bosses? Do we get the salary to let our families have a better life, or do we use it and splurge on ourselves?

3. In a public area - Giving up your seat to someone who needs it more.

Priority seats, may be what you call them. How many of us give up our seat to an elderly or pregnant lady because we feel that they need that seat more than us, or do we give up our seat because everyone is staring at us? Or do we do it for the praises from others?

3. Relationships - Getting into a relationship.

Everyone around me seems to be getting into relationships. But do they get into a relationship because all their peers are doing so, or is it that the two really have got a special type of attraction going in between them? Do they show their affection for each other in front of others to show others how close they are, or do they do it to express their fondness for each other?

I don't know if you agree to the above stated, but that is what I actually feel. I know, I put a lot of emotions into the above. Perhaps you may think that I have a mindset of the older generation, and that it's a whole new world now. But I still am firm on my belief on 'Doing things with your heart' and 'Putting others before self'. I mean, the world doesn't revolve around me alone, but also the people around me.

I am not too sure of what I am saying, because I just jumbled up my chain of thoughts. But I hope what you get the message that I am trying to send out through this post.

Jack Rabbits.

2010-04-06T06:30:00.001-07:00

I seriously think that I'm very innocent. HAHA. All of you have to agree with that.

Just the other day, out of the blue, my friend told me that she wanted to buy a 'Jack Rabbit'. Of course, like every other person, I Googled 'Jack Rabbit' since I do not really have a clue on what it was. It may be a rabbit, or some other things. And all I saw were ... Rabbits.

So I continued the conversation about these 'Jack Rabbits' being cute and all because of their big ears and pretty eyes! And this friend of mine told me that she got lost in the conversation as she was talking about .. 'JACK RABBITS VIBRATORS'!

I Googled that. And I started asking her all the weird questions like what was the extra finger for and I didn't know condom comes in different sizes! OH MY GAWD.

I'm like so innocent. HA HA HA.

Ris Low.

2010-04-02T03:55:00.000-07:00

OHAIYO!

I'm so relieved that the whole issue on Ris Low being a 987 FM radio deejay was a joke. One hour of her taking over the music industry had already got me irritated. I can't imagine if she carried on being a deejay for the next few months. I'd definitely switch radio channels.

However, this Ris Low gag has got me thinking about her being Singapore's Beauty Queen.

Although she has been attracting many negative comments about her broken English, been discovered that she had a criminal record for a credit card fraud, known that she suffers from bipolar disorder and lately about her being a radio deejay, she is definitely taking things in her stride. She looked at herself differently, and did not really care about what impression others had on her. Many think that she is not worthy to represent Singapore in the Miss World contest because of all the above. Looking at the situation in a different light, I would allow myself to give her a second chance.

By letting her continue to represent us, it would show the world that Singapore is a gracious society and forgiving of failures. It fits the Yellow Ribbon Project that they have been promoting, giving these ex-offenders a second chance. By letting her continue to represent us, she would inspire ex-offenders who are striving to go a straight route in life, with hope and possibilities. Not only them, she would also inspire people with mental illnesses. She would be the beacon of hope and role model to these people, who do not deserve the social stigma that majority would put on them. By letting her continue to represent us, she would show the rest of the world, the differences that each and every Singaporean have as compared to them - Singlish. Not everybody can pick up that slang as fast and accurately as we can. I am not saying that Singlish is something that we should be proud of, but that is what makes us special.

I am not siding her on anything, but I'm just looking at things from another perspective. Don't you agree?

OH YES, GO HAVE AN ANGRY BURGER!

Sucked.

2010-03-22T04:28:00.000-07:00

How did your Saturday go? My sucked, literally.

It was like the most unlucky day of my life!

That very day, I left the house wearing a white formal top, dark skinny jeans and a pair of heels. The sky was being an ass, dark and gloomy all over. Yeah, you guessed it right. As I was walking towards the train station, it started to pour. Being the lazy me, I never liked carrying a bag out and that would mean that I did not have an umbrella on me. I was drenched and soaked to the skin! Yes, in a white top. -.-

Being caught in the rain made me do what most people would do. I ran to the nearest shelter and which was like a good 300 meters away from me - The train station. As I was rushing for time, I immediately wanted to enter the gantry to board the train which was like reaching in a minute or so. I reached into my pocket for my Ez-link card, and WOAH LAH! It's gone! I guessed I must have dropped it on my way to the train station. It's like the only card with my Primary 6 photo on it, and boy did I look retarded. I was sad.

Having no other choice, I bought a single trip card for myself and boarded the train. And of course, being wet all over, I was shivering in the air-conditioned train. Soon, my white top dried, and it was crumpled all over. It made me look really sloppy and I dislike that.

I arrived at my destination a while later, feeling my damp clothes all over. All went well until I had to crawl under the table to get out of the place that I was in. Don't ask me why I had to crawl under the table, but I just had to. And OUCH! I accidentally stepped on my thumb with the back of my heels. It hurt like crap, and my thumb was bleeding internally.

Of course, I wasn't in the best of mood after all the above had happened. But at least my later part of the day went well until on my way home. I was in the train again and I felt that my right foot was a little weird. I looked down, and realized that my heels and an 'opened mouth'! It was really embarrassing and everyone looked at me weirdly. I, obviously, had difficulty walking home.

I cursed my luck that very day. It was really terrible for me. I thought being caught in the rain was bad enough, but look, there are even more worst things to come! HAHA. Of course I learnt my lesson to bring an umbrella once I stepped out of my house. But it really sucks when you bring an umbrella and it doesn't rain, and when you don't, it rains!

AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT?

YES I AM RIGHT!

HAHA. Seriously, I hope it won't happen again!

Proud.

2010-03-11T06:52:00.000-08:00

HHHEYYYYYAAAA!

OMG OMG!

I just found out something really cool today. I mean, really really cool. After not training for around 8 months or more, I realized that I could do like 2 pull-ups! It's like an accomplishment! I used to do none when I was training, and even had difficulty in assisted pull-ups. But hey, I can do 2 pull-ups now! WHOOO! Pretty cool uh!

I shall just wait for the number to increase.

Rubbish Cleaner.

2010-03-10T04:31:00.000-08:00

I drew this in class when I was really bored. I wished I had a soft toy like this!

Scary uhhhhh! ;D

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On the side note, the above isn't what I was going to talk about in my this post, but the below is.

I don't know if this is only happening to me, or to many others too. I think that it has come to a point, where many people would start asking about my ambition, what I plan to do or where I plan to go in life. Just like week I had 5 people asking me the same thing over and over again and 2 this week. Of course, this question would not come as a surprise to me, but it's a little tough on my side to answer this question.

Normally, my answer to their question would be to be a 'Rubbish Collector'. These people would then either laugh off at my answer, or they would start lecturing me about setting my targets so low and that I should aim somewhere higher in this day and age. But ... They never seemed to look at things from a different perspective. They obviously look at the negative side, and are definitely following the social stigma that society have on these 'Rubbish Collectors'. (They consider collecting rubbish as something for the poor and uneducated, for the elderly.)

There are many reasons why I said I wanted to be a 'Rubbish Collector'. I would list them down below, with not much elaboration and in no order of importance.

1. I would want to experience what it is like, living a tough life. I want to be able to go through what these people are going through, so as to feel for them and place myself in their shoes.

2. I would not have to fight with others climbing up the corporate ladder. I believe that nobody in the right mind would want to do such a dirty and smelly job, probably except me.

3. I can be friends with the Bangladeshis, elderly people and Sri Lankan ladies who are in the same job line as me, and I could learn new things from these people.

4. It is a less stressful job as compared to those office workers, and I would not age that easily losing my brain cells.

5. Who knows someday that I might be able to find a winning lottery paper in the rubbish chute and I would then be able to earn big bucks without having to work.

6. Who knows someday that I would be able to find new ways of dumping and clearing rubbish that I start my own company and hire people to work under me. At the same time being environmentally friendly too.

7. Many people would respect me and play their part in not littering as they know that I am one of those who keeps the country clean to what it is today.

8. Last but not least, I would learn to become a better person. To be contented in what I have, to not greed and play a part to help society.

I WISHED!

Of course, leading that life of a 'Rubbish Collector' would have its cons too. I would always have to worry about my finances and I would have nothing saved for rainy days. But that isn't my whole point of saying the above.

The whole point of me saying that I want to be a 'Rubbish Collector' is that I do not know what I want to do in life. There is just so many things that I want to be and I want to do, but I just don't know which to choose. That was the whole gist of me saying that I want to be a 'Rubbish Collector' is because I haven't really weigh out my options and there are just so many doors to open.

Just take being a lawyer as an example. I wanted to be a lawyer when I was young. I wanted to help gain back the rights of others. I wanted to be someone who is able to be flexible yet firm in my speech. I didn't mind studying hard to get a degree in law.

But what I feared most is when I would come out to look for a job, and have to be attached under other lawyers. The stress and pressure of the workload that I would have to face is too much for me to handle. I have got friends who have taken their law degree, but dropped the idea of being a lawyer because it was really tough. They mentioned about having to complete their work overnight for a couple of nights before the deadline and many other stuff. But of course, once they have gotten over that stage, life is much easier for them. And, I never thought that I would have to help the unjust when it comes to being a lawyer which I do not want to. After all that said, I just didn't want to waste my time taking a law degree.

I just want to explore all options and not rule out any impossibilities governed by limits of the human mind. Different people, different perspectives. Not many people think along my chain of thoughts. I realized sleeping early is really important.

HAHA.

2010-03-05T06:14:00.000-08:00

I apologize for the long delayed post. The reason for my slow updates on my blog is that life has been really hectic for me, that I can hardly take a breather. There are just things for me to do like for almost every day and I rarely touch my laptop nowadays, or at least, not as much as before.

My life has been really boring, nothing interesting really happens unlike previously. I think it blog is going to have zero readers really soon, perhaps only me left in the end. I need to catch up on my sleep. My dark eye rings are getting really bad, to the extent that Mum nags at me for it. HAHA. Oh well.

So ... As I was clearing up my inbox today, I came across this email which made me laugh. Perhaps it may not be funny to you, but it is funny to me.

Two men, a Chinese and an Indian were sitting in a pub, drinking shots after shots.

The Indian man said to the Chinese guy, "You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven't met once. We call this arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love. I told them openly and now I have hell lot of family problems."

The Chinese said, "Talking about love marriages, I'll tell you my story."

"I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and married her, so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in law. Legally, now my daughter is my mother and my wife is my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he is my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son, my brother, is my grandson. Ultimately, I have became my own grandfather and I am my own grandson. AND YOU SAY YOU HAVE FAMILY PROBLEMS !?"

The Indian guy fainted on the spot.

I think this is a pretty cool story. Complicated as it is. Can you imagine drawing a family tree for this Chinese man? I would definitely want to see it!

Emotions.

2010-02-12T07:48:00.000-08:00

As one experiences awareness, one by one the thoughts unravel and very slowly one begins to understand the whole drama played out by the complexities of the mind.

Emotions, as defined, are conscious mental reactions subjectively experienced as strong feeling and is usually directed towards a specific object and typically accompanied by physiological and behavioral changes in the body.

As human beings, each and every one of us undergo different emotions. There are definitely points in our lives where we are faced with negative thoughts and terrible feelings, and vice versa. But to me, what matters most is about how we handle ourselves when these emotions come flowing through.

For all I care, many out there have been calling me a 'Fake' because I hardly show my emotions besides me being all crazy and happy. Only close friends have seen the more emotional side of me, but just that handful of them. Many think that I'm a happy-go-lucky person, but that is not true. I'm short-fused.

Of course, I would share my happiness with the people around me. I would want to tell my story so that many would be proud of me, and feel happy for me. But of course, there is a limit to it else I would irritate the hell out of many people.

But when it comes to anger or sadness, I find that it is important for me to not throw my temper around and not to mood swing. That is because it is unfair to those who never did offended me in any way. Let's think about it - Your boss comes in to the office putting on a black face and starts ordering you to do things and in the end scolds you for doing it or when his anger is vented on you because of an incident... When you did nothing wrong. How does that feel? Unfair isn't it?

Perhaps you may think that emotions are natural and it is only right that we show it and also that my above paragraph is crap. But again, many said to treat others the way you want to be treated. So if you want others to not throw their emotions at you and be nice to you, take the first step first which is to be nice to them.

I always believe in one thing - "Control your emotions and never let them control you". We each have a mind that was created to allow us to control our actions and reactions. I never did ask you to forget about your emotions, but to take charge of them. That is what would make us a better person.

(I have no idea if I got my message across in this post, but I hope I did.)

Call me a 'Fake'. There are fake abalones, fake branded goods, fake nose ... Fake everything! In this day and context, what's real?

PRICEY!

2010-01-31T07:40:00.000-08:00

I was surfing the net for backpacks just now when I came across this!

It's the Louis Vuitton New Age Traveler Backpack!

Looking at the picture alone, I would think that this bag costs probably just few thousand dollars because it does not look that expensive. Who would have guessed that it cost $54,495 USD !?! It is just like daylight robbery I tell you. I mean, would you spend 55k USD on telephone cords made of leather, or would you spend it on other more meaningful things? I would definitely, no doubt, spend it on other things!

But if you want to buy it for me, by all means man! I'd welcome you to do so, with open arms!
;D

Thinking Dirty.

2010-01-20T22:49:00.000-08:00

Gotcha!

Now now now ..

What were you thinking!

Chef at Work!

2010-01-15T01:05:00.000-08:00

Oh! ... This is my first post of 2010!

I apologize for my overdue absence as life has been pretty hectic and jam packed with activities over the past 2 weeks. Of course, I too was lazy to blog as it pretty time consuming on my part - I take quite a while to think about how I want to express what is on my mind into words. I bet many of you missed me!

So ... It was an order from Mum to have me take over the kitchen for a day last week. She insisted that I woke up early in the morning to go marketing alone for the ingredients that I would use to cook dinner and that I was not allowed to use any instant food or canned food. She wanted me to cook a soup, a fish, a meat and of course, vegetables.

To many, this may be a simple task. But I have never ever stepped into the kitchen once to cook a proper meal. At most, I would just be helping Mum with the washing of vegetables and that is about all. I never did anything more than that. I only step into the kitchen to rummage the cabinet or refrigerator for tidbits to munch on.

When I was still young, I remembered being afraid of using the knife in fear that I might cut myself because the knives in my house are pretty sharp. So I would instead use a butter knife to cut. Same with fire, I used boiling water to cook my egg and instant noodles. Okay, I'll give you 5 seconds to laugh.

Knowing that I am such a unskilled 'chef', I immediately rejected the idea of me taking over dinner. I was afraid to injure myself while using the knife and I did not want to whip up a inedible meal for my family. But, I had no choice.

I woke up early and went to the market to shop for groceries. Since young, I never liked the wet market. It is crowded, smells weird and the most annoying thing of all is that Aunties would start cutting your queue and start pushing you all over the area. Speaking about them, I loved it when the stall owners call me "Ah Girl" while the rest of the people get called "Auntie". That's besides the point. So I bought the stuff that I needed, went home to rest a while.

I started my preparation for dinner in the evening. It was really tough because I did not know what to do and I do not want to overcook any food, especially the fish. You should know how I dislike overcooked food because of the texture. I soon got the hang of it and this are my end products!

Ox Tail Soup with Reddish

(A little too oily though from the fats of the Ox Tail)

Beef Shin in Black Sauce

Vegetables in Oyster Sauce

(I overcooked it slightly so I positioned it nicely to make up for it)

Steamed Fish with Soy Sauce

(It is not overcooked)

Although simple, my parents had the meal and they rated me 75/100 which gives me an A1! I guess that rating is not too bad for my first time cooking, without any instructions and help. I think I would rate myself 120/100 because I thought I did it totally well! JESSICA FTW!

I guess it was really a cool experience for me in the kitchen. And .. Who wants to hire me as a chef now!

Christmas!

2009-12-28T21:59:00.000-08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Here's one of Santa's reindeer. Nope, not the one with the shiny nose. But the one with the pimply face, deeeeep in thoughts. HAHA! (Check out my pretty double eyelids and my long eyelashes! ;D)

Sorry for the late greetings. But then again, it's not late! Christmas lasts for 12 days! I hope you guys enjoy your Christmas as much as I did!

Merry Christmas!

Reflections for 2009.

2009-12-21T06:10:00.000-08:00

With a blink of an eye, the year 2009 has almost come to an end.

I would like to start off this post by counting my blessings.

In our humanistic nature, people pursue many things, thinking that in them they will find meaning. Many have testified that while they achieved their goals, there was still a deep void inside of them, a feeling of emptiness that nothing seemed to fill.

Many a times, we get too caught up with the hustle and bustle of life that we forget to count our blessings. We get too caught up with activities that are happening around us that we forget to take a step back, and appreciate the little things around us. We fail to understand the meaning of life and realize beauty behind it.

With that, I would like to thank the Lord for all the love and blessings that He has showered over me. I would like to thank my parents for always being there as my pillar of guidance and support. Thank my brother for the laughter we shared and tolerating my nonsense. Thank my relatives for all that they have done for me. Thank all my friends who went through thick and thin together with me. For without any one of them, I would not be what I am today.

2009, I can say, has been one of the roughest years of my life. It was a year which I made many wrong decisions, and regretted. It was a year which I lost my focus time and time again, and left everything to destiny. It was a year where I rebelled to whatever that was thrown to me. There were just too many negative incidents popping up, one after another, which got me too tired to handle. Things went pretty bad so much so that I drew myself away from everyone and everything, including my family. I was exhausted physically, mentally and emotionally. Pretty much, I was hiding from reality. To sum it all, I wasn't the person I used to be.

I became more and more vulgar as the days pass by. I thought too highly of myself, and became less tolerant to the things that was happening around me. I was selfish and stubborn. I searched high and low for excuses to cover my own weaknesses and wrongdoings. I blamed everyone around me, except myself. I became more laid back. Things just went wrong and different. Life just seemed to backfire all my changes, at me. It was a tough period. But luckily, I got over it.

Definitely, 2009 has also brought about much excitement for me too. There were many 'first-time' experiences like going into a nude hot spring (I know many of you want me to say this!), having gone out to after 12 midnight and many others. It is a year where I got to pick up many new skills and learned many valuable lessons. It is a year, where I got to know myself better. There were many surprises along the way and many incidents that happened which made my life more interesting and awesome. One of them would be like how my dad managed to crash my bed in the middle of the night while he was sitting on it. Cool uh!

What is more important is that I was given opportunities in 2009 to strengthen bonds with those around me. I managed to spend more quality time with my family and got to know my cousins better. I made many new friends along the way and had the chance to reconnect and get closer to many of my old friends whom I don't usually talk to. I picked up many great friends who were always there to listen to me whine (HAHA! I'm whiny. ) and laugh at my jokes which are not that funny. These people, they taught me the meaning of love.

2009 has definitely left me with many lessons which I can learn from, and never to repeat the same mistakes again. It has made me plan on the things that I want to accomplish in the year to come, so that I would live a fulfilling 2010.

Looking back at all my blog posts, from when I started my first ever entry till now, I can say that I have come a long way. Incidents of the past were flashing through my head when I lied on my bed last night. I managed to see things from a different perspective, the changes in myself for the better. Gone are the days where I used to be so childish in my thinking - Complaining about everything that happens and not knowing the true meaning behind each and every of others' actions. I open my arms wide and welcome the days of matured thinking.

I think it is time for me, now, to place a full-stop to 2009, and start my journey of 2010 on a fresh new page; a whole new paragraph; a whole new sentence.

Outward Bound Taiwan.

2009-12-12T06:36:00.000-08:00

So here's the veeeedeeooo of OBT that most of you have been waiting for. It says everything! I hope you guys enjoy the veeeedeeooo as much as I have enjoyed my trip!

Shout & Scream.

2009-12-08T07:23:00.000-08:00

"AHHHHHXSZXSZ!

I'M HAVING A TERRIBLE PIMPLE PLANTATION ON MY FACEEE!

I WANT ME SMOOTH CHEEKS BACK!

DDD;"

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While I was drying my hair in my parents' room today, my mum suddenly got my brother to shout for me, from the kitchen, to keep the laundry since it was already dried. I immediately put down the hairdryer, left the room and walked to the kitchen to keep the clothes. Guess what? I got scolded because my mum said she called out to me many times and I never replied. Perhaps she thought she had a silent hairdryer. Nonetheless, I took down the clothes, and brought it to my room to fold. Not long after, Brother suddenly shouted for me, from the living room, and asked me when I want to set up the Christmas Tree. I opened the door and replied him. The incidents mentioned above had got me thinking ...

Why can't people just walk to the person whom they want to talk to and tell them the message instead of shouting it across the room? Wouldn't it be a much better way of conveying by telling the message to he person right in front of them?

I personally feel it is a much better way.

Firstly, the message passed to the other person would be clearer, and not like when it is shouted from meters away. In addition, when a message is being shouted, most of the time the receiver would have to walk over to get the sender to double confirm what they have just said to ensure that nothing has been done wrongly or to clarify any doubts. And that is rather stupid because it is doing double work. Secondly, there is more peace in the house with minimal shouting here and there. Imagine living in a house which is noisy all the time with nagging here and there. Trust me, you would not like it. I have experienced it before and it was hell. You'll never want to imagine what it is like to study in those conditions. Thirdly, speaking to a person face to face is a much more polite manner instead of shouting across. It makes the receiver feel better too, rather than to hear all the raised voices. Sometimes, when you hear a message being sent to you at an irritating tone, you can't help but to get irritated by it either. Right? Last but not least, it helps the sender of the message to lose all that weight by walking! Cool uhhh.

That brings me to the point on why don't people want to walk in front of you ask pass you the message. Perhaps one may be busy with their work and need help urgently, or it may even be an emergency that they shout for you. That is understandable. But I cannot think of other reasons that are pretty acceptable. I asked a few friends and they all told me perhaps laziness is the answer. They said that people are lazy to walk to tell a message, when they can just shout it over. They think that shouting is the best way as it saves them the energy. I don't really know about that, but I guess I would take that as an answer for now. I wouldn't call these people lazy though.

I think that we all should stop the habit of shouting across the room, but instead walk over to the people whom we want to talk to and tell them the message nicely. I guess it is the same as someone barging into your room as compared to someone who knocks the door to enter your room. Different feeling eh.
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On the side note, I went out with Liying after her papers today. We did some catching up over lunch and we had Sakae Buffet. The food wasn't that great, but at least we had fun eating it. I managed to force her to eat the smelly beans! WHEEEE!

JAZEECAAAR FTW FTW FTW!

Actually I look like a glutton eating. But oh wells!
;D

2012!

2009-11-19T08:56:00.000-08:00

I was out this evening, to watch 2012 with my classmates. It was a hit, I tell you!

(YOU GUYS RAWK! I LOVE YOU GUYSSS! ;DDDD)

It was more of a new experience for me than anything else. It was the first time I watched a movie in Singapore where the audience would really clap and cheer when a WIN scene was being acted out. The applause just changes the whole atmosphere of the show. And of course, we went for the 9 p.m show and it was the first time I reached home at 12+ a.m, on my own. I would usually reach home by 10 p.m if I was out with my friends. (I thought Mum would scold me but she did not, she just nagged at me to brush my teeth. ;DDDDD)

I am not too sure about you, but to me, 2012 was just a reflection of human beings.
2012 has got me thinking, if ever it happens that the world is said to come to and end ...

1. How many of us would actually go and grab each and every opportunity to live? Or would we just stay there, hoping for a miracle to happen?

I know I belong to the first category of people, those who would open every door in search for just a chance to survive. Perhaps it is just me. I treasure life. I want to grow up, seeing the world change, exposing myself to new experiences and challenges that come my way. I want to be able to have that change in perspective towards nature and the environment when I grow up.

It is just like when I was young, I use to dislike the fields a lot because the soil and wet grass makes my shoes muddy and creepy crawlies make me jitter. But as times goes by, I somehow managed took a step back and look at things in the wider picture. I am not someone who is really open about my emotions, I usually bottle them up. It happened this year, when I was really tired about everything that was going in my life and while walking, my legs somehow brought me to this open field where there was not a single soul. I sat down all by myself, and started looking at the green grass. I ran my fingers through them, took a deep breath and decided to lie down, close my eyes and just enjoy the serenity of nature. Though I still ended up dirty and muddy all over, at least it has allowed me to clear my thoughts and pull through all the difficult times.

You may say that searching for the chance to live on is tough and unpredictable. Maybe there's only 0.01% chance of survival. But that 0.01% is still a glimpse of hope. We would never know what would happen if we try, but we would know what would happen if we do not try.

2. How many of us would be that selfless, to give up our lives for our loved ones?

If you ask me this question now, I seriously do not know how to answer it.

It is just like how I am willing to give up my life for my family to live, but at the same time, I am not willing to do so as I feel that there is still many things that I have not done like living to 100 years old. Not forgetting, the fear of death because you would never know what is planned in your life after you die. Why can't everyone just live forever? HAHA.

Yes, you can say that I am selfish and only think about myself. But .. What would you do if you were placed in that position? I guess it is a hard choice unless you are very very very filial and is willing to do anything for your parents. But that's not in my case maybe because I have not learnt how to love someone fully, and I would still place self before others most of the time. But no matter what, for sure I know something, that my parents are willing to give up their lives, for my brother and I to live ours. Perhaps when I grow up and have my own family, that I would learn to be as selfless as my parents.

3. How many of us are able to leave this world saying that "I have lived my life to the fullest."?

I admit that I am not able to. There are points in my life where I act rashly, and hurt the people around me. There are points in my life where I let opportunities slip past me, and hoping that they would come back again. There are points in my life where I just regret, and regret. There are so many things that I have not done but want to do. There are so many things that I want to say, but have not said. I have not lived my life to the fullest.

I guess that this 2012 has taught me to live each day as if it were my last. To show more love, care and concern to the people around me. To grab hold of all opportunities and live life with no regrets. And, to follow my heart wherever I go.

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On the side note, I have always wanted to come up with a cool way to spell my name, so that is it special (at least to me). So ... Here it is! It is the newest hit of the season!

JAZEEKAAAR!

Coool uhhh! The one and only.
HAHA.
;D

Tattoo.

2009-11-08T04:51:00.000-08:00

Tattoos.

I've been wanting to get a tattoo, of my name, ever since I was a young kid. Probably on my arm or somewhere just below my wrist, like the picture above but I want a smaller one in cursive writing. Reason being I was afraid that once I die, and no one would recognize me, at least they know my name. Perhaps it's a pretty dumb idea, perhaps it is cool. I really don't know.

Few years back, I had this sudden change in thoughts about having tattoos. I was thinking further, when I grow old. I guessed the people around me sparked me off into thinking that tattoos will look really horrible when your skin gets old and wrinkled, and starts to sag. Taking for example, a tattoo of an eagle with its wings spread out and up high, looking as if it is soaring up into the sky. But when you grow really old, the wings would soon get droopy and I have no idea what your eagle would turn out to be like. Pretty hideous I guess. I use to just end off every conversation with my friends about getting a tattoo with having very sagged and droopy skin.

My cousin and I were talking about having tattoos today. Somehow, the conversation sparked me off into asking my mum what if I get a tattoo. Guess what her reply was?

"I'LL CUT OFF THAT PIECE OF MEAT THAT YOU HAVE YOUR TATTOO ON."

How nice uhh. Parents don't mean that, literally. Well, maybe some parents do, but definitely not mine I hope. And now, I'm dreaming of getting a tattoo, on my arm. CRAPXSZXSZ.

HOW HOW HOOOW! At the same time, I'm wondering how to hide the tattoo from my parents if I ever get one. Oh well!

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On the side note, I've got 6 people on my MSN with the same personal message saying ...

"The spaces between your fingers were created so that another's could fill them in."

Okay, I get what they mean. But I was rather irritated with it because everyone is using the same line! Can't they find something more original to say from their heart, instead of using quotes from here or there or even song lyrics? (I think I offended many by saying that.)

Use something like ... "PHARQUE". Short, sweet and simple.
It means everything that you ever thought of - Love, Anger, Humour ... etc etc.

That wasn't what I really wanna talk about. Literally thinking, if you mention about spaces between fingers and others filling them up, it's highly impossible to do so because no matter now, no matter what, there are bound to be air holes between your fingers. Unless you say about spaces in between your fingers as .....

Having your fingers glued to each other like this ...

Or ...

You just have spaces between your fingers! And that makes the whole quote pretty true then because the 'spaces' can now be filled. Am I right or am I right?

I think I should end my post here.
WHEEEE!

;D

BEAR-ER!

2009-10-27T06:29:00.000-07:00

OH MY GAWD!

Recently I've got hooked on to the song "Hey Jude" by The Beatles. It's like I'll keep playing the song over and over and over again. I think ... Till now, I've listened to it for over 1239471987489723 times already! GOING CRAZYYYY!

Anyway, I was on Youtube for that music video. And I came across this!

OH MY GAWD! SO CUTEEE!

Bear-er bear-er bear-er bear-er AHHHH!
HAHAHA OMG OMG! IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD NOWWW!

;D

Mother Tongue.

2009-10-16T07:54:00.000-07:00

Chinese seems like Tamil to me. Every character just seems to be weird and it is just soo difficult for me to read in these Chinese characters. What's worse is that I hardly speak in Mandarin, which makes things very much tougher. Oh my gawd, I tell you my Chinese is ... PRO TTM! I bet there's no one as good as me! Check this out.

I got like .. 10/60 for my composition.
I got like .. 29/100 for my comprehension.
I got like .. 33.5/100 for my total.

It's like failing until really bad so much so that I can't fail any further. Actually, I sorta expected this results for my comprehension paper because I couldn't read most of the words in the comprehension. But I never knew that my composition would be out of point! This is the first time I wrote a composition that went out of point. PRO-ED! ;(

HAHAHA.
I need Chinese tuition.
I need to jiang hua yu.
I need to read more Chinese books.
I need to read more Chinese newspapers.

I laughed out loud.
;D

Things.

2009-10-15T00:30:00.000-07:00

I seriously don't know how to start this post. It's like ... Boring using the same lines over and over again, about how long have I not touched the blog or that many things have been going on in my life. I think I shall go straight to the point man!

There's something in my mind that I wish to talk about - Vulgarities. It's just different now, as compared to my younger days. Everyone's using it.

I still remembered the time when I spoke my first vulgar sentence. It was in K1, I think. My classmate who took the same schoolbus as me taught it to me. He pointed the middle finger at some other person who pissed him off, and whispered "KNNBCCB ..... @#!@#?" with an additional sentence behind. Ever since then, whenever someone ticked me off, I'll be thinking of that sentence. It was really cool at that time because no one around me knew the real meaning of it even if I shouted it out loud, but soon I got over it.

Then came primary school, where no one spoke a single vulgar word. Or maybe there were just that I didn't know. It is the time when a single vulgar word would make everyone go "ORH HORRR!" and starts shaking the index finger right at the front of your face. And your classmates would make a big "HOO HAA" over that matter complainin to the teachers about it and you get all the scolding.

I remembered when I was in Primary 3, the first time when we were told to bring an English Dictionary to school. This guy forgot to bring it, the teacher gave him a good scolding, and he scolded "Bastard" really softly. Another guy sitting next to him, did what a Primary 3 student would do - Tell the teacher. The poor guy got another scolding, for the second time. In addition, the teacher kept asking him for the meaning of "Bastard" and if he could not answer it, she would have to complain to his parents about this matter. Of course he didn't know what the meaning of the word. All he knew that it was a swear word. Then in a class, there were bound to be busybodies around him who went to search for the meaning of the word using their dictionaries and passed the meaning of it all around the class to everyone except him. HAHAHA. We were quite childish then.

Secondary school came and go. Most of the time, it was only the Ah Bengs and Ah Lians who spoke their Hokkien vulgarities. Oh yes, and also the more active students in class. Or at least, most of us spoke it when we were undergoing puberty when our attitudes took a change for the worst. Secondary school was also the time where I learnt most of the bad words and slangs. Then, I only scolded vulgarites to certain groups of people, mainly my close friends.

College is the blast. Everyone is speaking it! Or at least most of us. Even the studious ones were speaking it too! It wasn't much of an issue to scold vulgarities. I think almost every of my sentence has a swear word. A small matter would spark me off scolding the "F" word. I even used it when talking to my parents! My mum would ignore these words at times, but sometimes, she changes all my "F" words to "Fish". It sounds really dumb going "What the FISH !?!?". Oh yes, I know that fishes sure are tasty. But when my relatives are around me, it just seems hard to scold a word or two, yet alone slip my tongue.

I was talking to my aunt the other day. She too knows a lot of vulgarities. She was telling me about a pair of coffeeshop owners - Husband and Wife. Somehow they were quarrelling and start sputing vulgarities at each other.

H: "F*** your mother!"
W: "Okay. Go and dig her grave, take her body and F*** here for me to see it."
W: "Also, if you want a complement, you can dig my father's grave too and F*** him since it's beside hers."

And the whole coffeeshop was laughing at them, and they themselves were laughing at their own jokes. What a quarrel uhhh?

Well, the situation of the coffeeshop owners just sends me a message. In no matter what circumstances, if you're the first to use vulgarities, you lose the game. I guess it's about you being able to think fast enough, to be able to argue with whatever content that you are talking about, and turn the table in your favour.

I think that the sarcastic manner is the best as the things that you say out is not as straight-forward, and it takes a longer time for the other party to digest whatever you have said. Even if you made fun of them, they wouldn't know until a long long time. It sets them pondering. COOL UHH?! But the sarcastic way gets irritating after some time.

Oh yes, Gunbound is being irritating blocking all sorts of words deemed vulgar to them. It includes the word "PIMP". Can you imagine how it was like for me to type the word "Pimple"? IRRITATING!

I guess I should end my post here.
BYEEEE!
;D

Interesting.

2009-09-25T23:31:00.000-07:00

WOOOTS!

My life has been rather interesting, especially for the past 2 weeks. It was hell lots of fun, and I've been experiencing new experiences all the way. I even managed to make a boring lecture, interesting.

Let me start from what happened last last thursday, during Project Work lecture. My class had no lecture notes at all, and all we did was to stare blankly at the projector screen, or in other words - stoning, throughout the whole lecture. We were seated quietly listening to the lecturer cracking cold jokes, and boy was it boring. I then managed to find a piece of scrap paper, and started doodling. Actually, not really doodling, but drawing. Here's my art piece.

I started drawing Gary and Shazrina then added the "Mao". We find it sorta interesting, yet at the same time amusing and so, I started drawing Spongebob and she help along with his clothings because I did not have a clue to how his squarish clothings looked like. And that was our product with a "Ta-ah". I know, his hands and shoes look retarded.

Lster, I passed on the picture to Hafiz, and this was how the picture came back. Good imagination uhhh!

There's something really entertaining going on in my class. The entertaining thing that is going on in my class now in my class is that my classmates, especially Benjamin and Tuan Qi are crazy over PI. Yes, PI. 22 over 7 that PI. 3.14159265 ... Yes, that PI. Guess what they are doing? I bet you guessed it correctly, they are trying to remember the numbers in PI and so far, Benjamin has memorized 120 numbers from PI. Look at his work! He even wrote the numbers out in Chinese characters!

Tuan Qi is even better, he created a facebook group called, "Let's recite PI". Double click on this picture to have a better view of his introduction.

It was full of crap, but nonetheless, it made sense.

I spent my weekends, rather unproductive, but interesting.

Mum had the tickets to the F1 Grand Prix 2009 and so, she brought us there. The whole atmosphere of the area was really cool. I was seated opposite the Old Parliament House watching the cars race each other.

There were a few Caucasians seated in front of me and each time when Hamilton drive pass us, these Caucasians would raise their hands and start cheering for him. You know, it is as if he can hear them. The sound from the race cars were really loud, strong and powerful. I was without ear plugs and by the time 10 minutes have passed, my ear drums were hurting. It was super duper uber loud, but makes you feel the adrenaline run high. Imagine seating there for more than an hour!

Don't ask me why I do not have any pictures of the race. It is because I forgot to bring my camera along, and all I have was my phone. And yes, the speed was not fast enough and I ended up being like a dumb one seated there trying like 390841092374981273849 times to snap a photo but failed. The Caucasians in front of me did the same thing okay, so don't laugh at me.

Of course I did not seat that that area for more than an hour. I went to walk aroud. There was this one area where many people stood because it was less than 10 meters away from the racing car. I, being curious, went to stand there too, just around a meter away from the fenced up track. When the race car passed, the sound almost burst my ear drums, and the ground was vibrating. It was really that loud. I immediately left that place, and went to walk around.

I went this one area where it was like a display of olden days sports car, or rather, cars because I have no idea whether they all sports or not. But the display of cars were really fascinating. I never knew all these old cars still exist, and they belong to the rich people! How I wished I own one of those! It'll be really cool to drive them out and have all the unwanted attention on me.

Besides that, there were many mechandise shops around, many of which are selling clothings from Ferrari. The items sold were really nice, and the price was even nicer. I wanted to get this small car display around the size of a normal name card, slightly smaller, and guess what, it costs $90. My mum was like saying how we have to pay a high price for these clothings, despite being free advertisers for them. Here is one example of the Ferrari shops.

Also at that Padang, there were rock bands playing and quite a number of food stalls around. It was just a different atmosphere from what you see at our daily Orchard Road.

The F1 race was definitely a cool experience for me. But I guess it is not really worth it to buy the tickets because from the place you are seated down, you get to see the same cars do the same thing over and over again for 61 times and it gets really boring. Just go there once for the exposure of the sound effects and atmosphere and that's about all. The race is more entertaining on the television, I can assure you.

And cool, My mum just collected her new car and it is really pretty! The Champaign Gold colour of the Volkswagen Passat is just super duper uber nice. It is like at different angles you view the car, it gives you different colours of the Champaign Gold. It's really CHIOOOOO!

COOOOL HUH!?!

Okay, this is a really long long long long long post. And I am ending it here.
I would like to end with this picture!

GAWD!
;D

OMG.

2009-09-16T03:26:00.000-07:00

Sorry for not being able to blog for quite some time as I've been really busy. But here is something to keep you entertained.

I really wonder why the guy's reaction is so minimal. Don't he feel the pain? Why isn't there tears in his eyes? GAWD. I think the lady should be the guy in this case. HAHAHA.

;D

Violin Sadness.

2009-09-06T09:00:00.000-07:00

WOAHHHHHHHH! I'm very super duper ultimate sad now. Ask me why! Ask me why! Ask me why! 3 guesses why? Don't bother. You'll never get it right. Look what happened to my violin!

And yes I know it's terrible. It had a scratch at first in the beginning. I got it from my bed frame. Then I asked for help to try to lessen the obvious-ness (if there's such a word) of the scratch mark. A smart ass poured thinner over it, rubbed it and WOAH LAH! It looks seriosly bad. If only I could bandage it and then when I take off the bandage and it looks just like new! Oh well, I just have to live with it. But it is reallllly realllly bad. It look as if a bear made its mark on its territorial tree! It has been scratched like ... I don't know what. Even the paint on the violin has been worn off and the wood can be seen.

I'm sad TTM nowww! ;(((

Anyways, I want to learn this song! Who have the song sheets to Canon in D, for violin? Yes, the simpler version pleaseee! I am no pro. ;D

Oh yes, and can someone tell me why most violinist are tall and skinny? Is it hereditary or what? Or it just runs in all violinist? And why am I the only exception in this case that I can find? WHYYYY! Why soooo unfair! I wanna be tall too, like a giraffe! WHYYY!

HAHAHA. I feel retarded.
;D

Leaders.

2009-08-19T05:53:00.000-07:00

Out of my busy schedule, I have taken some time off to blog about this which I think is pretty important.

Let's talk about leadership. I was bickering with Shazrina during Civics Tutorial quite a few weeks back, on Hitler. I mentioned that Hitler was a great leader, but a very bad influence to his people. Shazrina argued with me that Hitler was not a great leader, because he used underhand and cruel means to get his people to support him. That is a sign of good leadership, when you can get your people all behind you. But he used the wrong method to guide his people, which makes it bad. Nevertheless, you still have to praise him

So you may ask what makes a good leader? Or in other words, what are the qualities a leader should have?

I've a mentor, Dr Ernest Wong, whom I have worked with since I was in Secondary 1 till now. Yes, it's Super-Teens Holiday Camp. Over the many years that I've worked with him, I have learned many new things. One of which is the qualities of being a leader.

He told me,
"To be a leader, one must fulfil these qualities."

1. A leader must have direction.
2. A leader must have expertise in a certain area.
3. A leader must have good relationships with his followers.
4. A leader must learn to use his position power.

The above are what I think is pretty true, to be able to call oneself a leader.

A leader must have the direction, he must have an end in mind, to know where he wants to bring his followers to, to achieve all their goals. A leader must have expertise in a certain area, he must be better in something than the rest that makes him different, that allows him to be able to teach another person what he is good in. A leader must have good relationships with his followers, he must understand and communicate each and every of his followers, he must be able to bond with all his people. He must be able to speak up for his people, and not put them down. And lastly, a leader must learn to make use of his position power, and not abuse it, he must be the one who leads. He must be able to put himself at the same level as his people, so as to understand what they are going through, and not the leader all the time.

Well, perhaps the explanation is not thorough enough. I shall give you an example. I wanted to use Tasya, my Project Work group leader, as an example here, but I guess not. I shall talk about my canoeing teacher, not to suck up to him or whatsoever.

My canoeing teacher, I would say, is a pretty good leader. Although he is not really considered a leader in this case, but still, he fulfils all the qualities mentioned above.

My canoeing teacher has the direction, an end in mind, a goal which he wants all of us to be able to meet. And because of this, he is slowly bringing us to that point, motivating us and encouraging us all the way. He has the expertise in canoeing. He paddles well, and is able to correct our strokes and mistakes in the water. Though he may be sarcastic at times, I would say that he has pretty good relationships with many of us. He makes it a point to understand what we are going through, and bothers to talk to us on a personal basis, instead of as a group. He uses his authority well, he knows when to scold us, and when to back off. There's just quite a number of good qualities that lies in him.

If you are one who is arrogant, thinks highly of yourself, is full of yourself, talks bad about your followers behind that backs and do not know what your people are going through . What makes you think that you've what it takes to be called a leader? I despise these people the most.

I dislike it when people do not know about me, and make judgements about me. Out of which is definitely negative things. When I was young, Mum told me not to allow others to read me like a book. She told me that "Jess, it's a dogs' world out there. Once people know your weakness, they'll attack you from there." That statement made sense to me, so, I am pretty guarded towards the way I act in front of different groups of people.

To friends whom I am very close with, pretty much the majority of them, they would know me like ... at their fingertips. Ask them a question about me, they can answer you directly. The other group of friends, is where I am not very close to them, but still able to hold conservations and laughters here and there. But, they do not know me very well. And the last group of them, is where I find it really tough to come up with a topic of conversation, where our character are like two worlds apart. These people, know nuts about me, and some, tries too hard.

Perhaps you can say that, I am brought up in a pretty much restrictive environment whereby I am not able to express myself as freely as I want to. That's why I go crazy in school/outside of home. I can say that my parents are pretty strict with me, even till now, after tasting the cane and belt and hanger and the palm. And also, over protective of me, because they love me and want the best for me. And I do not want to go against them, which I may have already done so by choosing the water, because I do not know when I will lose them, for I want to be the best daughter in their eyes.

If you think that I am using my parents as 'ridiculous reasons' for training, think again. Do you know what I am going through in life? NO. Do you know what its like in front of my parents? NO. Do you understand me? NO. Worse of all, do you make it a point to know your people well? NO. The answers are all - NO NO AND NO. So what rights have you got to talk bad about me? WHY SO BITCHYYYY! GAY GAY GAY!

All you ever think about is yourself, and part of the enthusiastic ones in the team. What about the rest? There are many others, who may not be as good as the rest, but trying their best. Do you recognise their efforts? NO. Let me put it this way, in rhetorical question. How well have you played your role of position power? Ask yourself this question. How well do you know your people (All of them)? Perhaps for a some, how many people dislike you because of your actions? I believe I can easily pick out 20 people (To one of you).

I am not saying that I am the best. I know its wrong of me to skip trainings, and am selfish because I never thought of the others. I apologise. But think from my side of the story. Place yourself in my shoes. I know you want the best for the team, you want us to be the best. I totally understand that. I am not blaming you for the ignorance and scoldings you give during trainings, I know from your side of the story. Just like today, Lydia Cheung and I were scolded for taking too many rests at the pontoon, because we capsized and had to empty water. It is alright for me because I know that the both of us are lagging behind, and if not, we should be quite okay in it already. And that we should be serious during trainings. Please, learn to be less biased, look at both sides of the coin dude. What the hell is wrong with you?! At least make it a point to not talk bad behind my back.

There's just something which I wanna tell you - Be less of a GU NIANG!

If you think that I am staying in the team for the Team Bag and the Shirt, I shall disappoint you by saying that your assumption is wrong. The reason why I am in canoeing, is because I love the water, and so, I am staying as it is. I can not have the bag, I can not have the shirt, it's fine with me. And talking about choices, I had the choice of quitting long ago. But did I? NO. Stop being so biased.

I have gone through more shit than you did. Always living under the shelter and protection of your parents, you will never know what is pain, until you have experienced it. By all means, live my life. I bet you'll handle the circumstances that I have been through worst off than me. I can read you like a book, and you can't read me. And if you do not know me well, do not know what I am going through in life, do not judge me. I repeat, DO NOT JUDGE ME.

Take this with an open mind, a pinch of salt.
;D

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UPDATE:

COOOL! SO IT GOT DELETED EHHH!
That just double confirms what kind of a person you are.
;DDD

Million.

2009-08-03T07:41:00.000-07:00

My weekends were spent in Malaysia, celebrating my Aunt's and Uncle's Birthday on Saturday and Sunday repectively. It is the first time I have ever celebrated my relatives' birthday. For me, I took this opportunity to catch up with my cousins again.

And we spoke about everything under the sun, from the music to haircuts and, I have no idea how we managed to digress to skin colours. And yes, you guessed it right, they started comparing their skin tone with mine. I'm the darkest amongst them all, and I'm even darker than my brother! Check this out.

That's my cousin Josephine's and my arm. She is super fair I tell you, comparable to a piece of white paper. That's because she's a hairdresser, so everyday she's indoors. And if she steps out under the sun, she'll start comaplaining. But being fair is not good. You know why? Because if life is unfair, why bother being fair? RIGHT?

Changing the topic, I have no idea what happened to me today, but I started asking the people around me what would they do if they had a million dollars. The answers I got really shocked me.

I asked Gabriel what would he do if he had a million dollars. He said he'll probably donate all to charity, leaving a little for his funeral. That reply made me go, "WTHHHH!"

During GP, I asked Tomio the same question. And he said, "I think I'll give it all to charity, perhaps leaving 200 to 300 dollars for myself. I don't need that much money for myself anyway.". And I was super stunned by his answer.

He asked me the same question. I said that I would probably donate 10k or so to the poor, the remaining half for investments, and the last half would be for myself to spend and splurge. Guess what his reply was? "Oh my gawd you're super stingy. 10k is like only 1% of your million dollars!". So, to please him, I said, "Fine, make that 10%.". He just made 10k seem like a small sum when it is huge, maybe huge only to me.

The replies I got just made me realise how selfless many people are. And that they are willing to give up, to those who needs it more. Well, for me, as much as I do want to help the poor children, as much as I do want to alleviate poverty and hunger in the world, but there is this huge space in my heart meant for myself. I can't be like others, giving up myself for joy and happiness of others less fortunate.

Aye ..
I shall talk about this again when I get my millions. HAHAH.
;D

To a 100, and beyond.

2009-07-30T07:54:00.000-07:00

This would be a really short post.

I've told many people, or in fact, many people know that I wanna live to a 100, and beyond. But most of them told me that they do not want to, and that " Impossible".

Yes, I do agree with these people to a certain extent why living to a 100 may not be the right thing to do. You may be a burden to your family, having to bring you up and down to the toilet. Waste their financial resources to go see the doctor because of your health conditions. You are unable to do many things like bungee jumping when you're 99. And the worst of all, you may just lay in bed all your life.

But that's besides the point. If you take good care of yourself now, study hard, work hard, save loads of money for yourself, you need not rely on your family members at all. You can hire a full time maid or something to take care of your well being. Besides that, I don't see why old people can't sit on fun rides. I brought my grandma, 66 at that time, to a theme park and made her sit many of the rides with me. My teacher, at 71, was able to ride a flying fox. COOOL.

And on the idea about "Impossible" ... Look at it on the brighter side. When you break the words of "Impossible" up, it gives you "I M POSSIBLE". So, that just concludes it all. It's all in the mind. I'm an optimist.

I mean, how bad can you look! See he's so hemsem .... Needless to say me, I'll definitely look better than him. And I'll have all my teeth at 99, and I'll be showing off my megawatt smile too!

TO A 100 AND BEYOND~
;D

WOOTS!

2009-07-28T06:53:00.000-07:00

WOOOOTS!

It's finally over. Women's Canoeing Championships is finally over. I heave a sigh of relief. I gave up like more than 10 hours of my sleep because of it! The nervous-ness, the anxiety that I felt over the weekends was taking control of my mind. But at least it was not too bad, it's the experience that I was looking forward to.

So ... I'm going to talk about what happened to me, a couple of days ago.

I was walking home one fine day, lugging with me my huge school bag and with my MP3 plugged into my ears. Walking towards me, was this guy, whom I never took notice of, until he did a stuuupidd action. Guess what he did? He pointed and me, covered his mouth and laughed super loudly. I thought there was something wrong with my uniform or something along that line, and so I looked down to my feet and up. Nope, there was nothing wrong, but that guy was still rooted to the ground, pointing at me and laughing. As I walked closer to him, I found that he was a retard. He was around his teenage years, acting like 5, almost bald, had thick glasses, had his shorts pulled up so high that it almost reached the sky, a polo tee tucked all the way in, and a pair of black sandals. The worse thing of all, I think his teeth is rotting. It was such an embarrassing moment because the people around me were giving me the unwanted attention, so what I had to do was to walked away from the scene as quickly as possible, not turning around. My face, though dark, was as red as a tomato.(It must be retribution. I shall not laugh at DSKs anymore.)

Last week, I took Shazrina's iphone to play. And yes, I changed her display picture to Samir's picture which I copied and paste from the school portal. It wasn't my idea at all! It was ... HAHAHA. So yes, she got a shocked and started with the center finger pointing. In an act to take revenge, she used my phone, took a picture of Idris and did this.

Sexy right? HAHA.

Today was exceptionally funny. There was this Indian girl sleeping during Mathematics lecture. She always sleeps during lecture. Usually, she would lean back on the seat, fold her arms, and start dozing off and that is when her neck starts to be of no use. When that happens, I would already start to giggle. Once, I was seated behind her and she fell asleep. I kicked her chair so hard, she woke up, looked around, and within 10 seconds, she fell back asleep again. What was funny today was that she changed her sleeping posture altogether. She was sleeping, with her hands on her lap, and her face flat down on the lecture table! When I saw it, I started laughing non-stop. I thought to myself, "What happened to her nose? It must be flat on the table."

Oh well. I shall update again soon!
;D

Hopes.

2009-07-22T06:33:00.000-07:00

My week has been so busy, and boring, that I totally forgot that my blog existed. Everyday has been like eat, sleep, mug, train, eat, sleep, mug train. And yes, you never read wrongly, MUG.

Many of you out there knows that I can't mug, or at least, do not have the discipline to do so. I can't even sit still on the chair for 10 minutes, yet alone study in a still position for an hour. But this time, I'm really taking my studies seriously, for I do not want to retain. I guess it is time I take control of my own life, than to leave it rotting away. The time I have is short, so I have to use each and every opportunity to improve.

And yes, competition is this Saturday. LydiaC and I would be rowing the K2 together. She's a great partner, an awesome person to work with. We have so many things in common. But what is pulling us back from winning this competition, it is the lack of practice and our poor stamina.

We had training yesterday and today. They were the most tiring trainings that I ever had, I put all I've got into these trainings, in hope of improving within the fastest possible time. Yesterday's training made me feel super frustrated. The feeling is like, you know you can do a particular thing, but there are just ways to pull you back from getting what you want. For yesterday, I got pissed at myself for not being able to control the rudder well, and having LydiaC to put through all my shit. The distance that we rowed, was twice that of the displacement. Today, I guess we did improve a little, but we are still not up to the mark. When we turn and look around us, there are all the experienced and pro-ed people, rowing at exceptionally high speed. That made us worried, and we just lost confidence in ourselves. Even our peers are doing much better than us.

As much as we dislike being the last in the race, we have to still accept the fact, and work doubly hard to win them at the next competition. We both agreed that we will put in our 101%, and even if we lost the race, we took back with us an experience that not all could have felt. Hopes should not be pinned to high on us, as it is for now.

On a happier note, look what Sankarsh told me!

COOOOL MAN!
And if you were wondering, Sankarsh and I have known each other since Primary 2. See, Indian and Chinese, Racial Harmony! He and Victor Sim are my 2 closest male friends during my old school days!
(Victor have matured a lottttt!)

I'm all tired and giddy now. I hope for all the best!
;D

Karma.

2009-07-11T09:13:00.000-07:00

I'm feeling super terrible now.

When people all around me are telling me about karma, I did not really take it seriously, and just brushed it off with a joke. Many says, 'What goes around, comes around". And how true would this be, it's for you to find out. Whether you believe in it or not, it's all up to you. Myself, I hate to admit it, but it may be true.

Perhaps I have treated many people badly in the past. Perhaps I bullied too many people in the past. Perhaps I used to take advantage of the things around me. Perhaps I was not serious with relationships/friendships in the past.

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

I dislike myself, when I don't appreciate the things around me.

I used to have this friend, whom I was pretty close to in the past. We go out together, eat together, play together. We just enjoyed each other's company. When our friendship got into a deeper level, his messages to me were twice as much as usual. But, I was studying for my exams then. And with his messages coming every now and then, it was pretty difficult for me to concentrate. I then did what was best for me - I ignored his messages. But soon, his messages were coming once in every 15 mintues. I, irritated, scolded him over the text message to stop disturbing me. We got into an argument and, I just lost a friend like that. I did not treasure the close friendship we had in the past, I did not appreciate his care and concern over me and I even told him off. I did not even try to understand how he felt when all these happened, I only thought of myself. I regretted, but it is too late. I guess I left a memory, in both of our hearts.

From then on, I told myself to be appreciative of the finest things in life no matter how big or small. I told myself to not regret anything that I have done in my life. I want to make the best out of my life.

So here I am, having another close friendship. But, I guess the roles here are opposite, and I am the one being ignored, (but I don't spam messages). I shower much care and concern over this person, only to find out that I am like a replacement. A replacement to kill one's boredom, a replacement only when that person is lonely. To this person, I would always be the one who would be there no matter what circumstances. But in the end, my words of care and concern gets ignored, and there would never be a reply until boredom strikes again. I dislike being remembered only when one is free, and stuff like that. To think that we are quite close, it is a terrible feeling. This is totally not the other party's fault, it's mine. I just don't know that person well I guess. I just can't learn to understand. Perhaps I am asking too much out of this.

I guess karma really does happen.
Just when I am serious ...

With this, I really do not know how to go about treating this person. I'll feel bad if I ignore him, and at the same time, I really hate being ignored. I don't know what I should do right now. I feel like ending it, but yet again, I fear I'll regret.

SOOOO SHITTTYY!

But to all my friends out there, although I may be the one who always gets you all into trouble. Although I may always be the one who teases. But deep down, all of you should know that I care, and I really do.

I hope that there would be a guiding hand to guide me through.
;D

Horrible Horrible Day.

2009-07-08T06:38:00.000-07:00

Today was a horrible day for me. Not that my day went badly, but just an event that happened that made it sooo horrible.
;((

Let's start from what happened yesterday. I went out for dinner with Jieyao, Gillian and my brother. It's been 327419827348910 years since I met up with Jieyao, and so, we decided to have dinner together at Seoul Garden. You know how Seoul Garden makes one really heaty because of all the barbequeing right? Nevermind about that. But, at least I enjoyed myself with them. ;D

Gillian made me do this, while some Aunty and her kid were looking at us. I look retarded.

So, I reached home at 11, went to wash up and slept at 12 plus. Here's the horrid part - I COULDN'T EVEN FREGGING SLEEP A WINK LAST NIGHT! I was tossing and turning in bed and the time past rather quickly. At 3am, I was still tossing and turning. At 5.15 am, I was still tossing and turning. I did that all the way till 6.15am, when my alarm clock rang. I told myself, "Alright, 5 more minutes". And I woke up at 6.30am. That 15 minutes was the real time that I fell asleep!

That made me all go groggy in the morning, and made me moody for the rest of the day. In addition, with heaty food and lack of sleep, it caused all my pimples to pop out! BOOOOOO!

On the sidenote, Jonathan sent me this.

This may be disgusting, but it's true! I really did not know that whales have sperms. Tsk!

;D

Dislike my Retainers.

2009-06-27T23:26:00.000-07:00

Back when I was in Primary 5, my school's dentist recommended me to put on braces because I've got bugs tooth for my front two teeth and I've got also, the devil's fangs (if you get what I mean). With that, I went to a private clinic to get my braces done.

The whole process of putting on the braces was quite fun an experience, but it was rather painful each time after my dentist changed the wire. You have to eat liquid food for the next 3 days or so, and I very much dislike eating porridge. But the whole process of it was worthwhile. Oh yes, this was how my teeth looked like before putting on my braces.

This was when I had my braces on. Stop laughing at me. I looked very retarded in this picture because my brother was bullying me. Evidence? Look at my hands!

And so, now I am without braces. But there is still this stupid thing called the retainers which I dislike. Because I have to put them on every night or everytime that I am not eating. And the worst thing is that, each time I take out my retainers, my teeth hurts like crap. And that remains for a few hours, spoiling my mood for the whole day! ;(

My lousy plastic retainers that cost me $400. STUPIDDDDDDDDD!

Hahaha.
Just kidding!
;D

Happy Fathers' Day!

2009-06-21T06:27:00.000-07:00

Happy Fathers' Day!

Well, today my family and I celebrated Fathers' Day at a Japanese restaurant. It was a pretty good meal, with fresh Sashimi and other types of Japanese food. Their Green Tea Rice was great! WOOOOOOOOOTS! My whole family enjoyed ourselves.

Speaking of Japanese food, you know they love to serve the Edamame, a type of Japanese pea, as appetizers? It looks something like this ...

I was happily munching it when my brother started laughing at me. It just brought up a childhood memory of mine, and well, maybe his too.

When we eat this Japanese dish, we are supposed to peel the skin of the Edamame, and then eat the peas inside. When I was really young, the first time I stepped into a Japanese restaurant (if I never remembered wrongly), I took up the whole Edamame, and put it inside my mouth. After spending 5 mins of chewing it non-stop, I took out the chewed Edamame from my mouth, held it up, and then told my mum, "Mummy, I cannot swallow". My mum told me that I was eating it wrongly, and then she peeled all my Edamame for me, while I happily ate the peas. My brother was laughing like crazy when that happened. But what do you expect ... I was like 4 or 5 years old then! There's a first time to everything! HAHAHA! (EHH STOP LAUGHING AT ME!)

After our meal, we went shopping at Centrepoint as my dad wanted to buy a pair of shoes and my mum wanted to get her vitamins products there. So, my brother and I had nothing to do, and we decided to hang out at Cold Storage. We were meddling with a touch-screen electronic device which prints out whatever recipe we pressed.

So we were playing with it and anyhow pressing. Then we felt a sudden change in the brightness of the screen, it became darker. We both turned back at the same time, and there was the Cheezels mascot standing behind us! We both got a shocked and jumped up as its head was really huge! I started laughing like crazy.

I still remember when I was young, I went to this shopping mall where they wanted to promote the Looney Tunes cartoon. So they had all the characters up on a stage where all the cartoon characters performed. At the end of the performance, they called for the kids up on stage for a meet and greet session. I went up on stage, I shook Bugs Bunny's hand, shook Sylvester's hand ... And the stupid Tweety Bird ignored me! I whacked the head of the Tweety Bird until the costume came off. HAHHAHAAH! I was like 4 or 5 then la! Don't blame me!

Bringing up childhood memories definitely placed a smile on my face.
;DDD

Bob Harper

2009-06-19T09:23:00.000-07:00

OH YES OH YES!

I think that Bob Harper is THE MAN!

Not that I am a stalker, but I have been watching his videos and reading his blog. He gives me the feeling of a very warm-hearted kind of person, who is able to reach out to anyone and everyone he meets.

(I think he looks better not clean shaven.)

Different from most of us, we tend to look at the negative side of a person and judge them from there. But he's just so different, and everyone is his eyes is so awesome and so gorgeous. And he is full of praises. He's so positive that no matter how bad a situation you give it to him, he'll look at it in a brighter light and make the best out of it. Another thing I like about him is the way he builds rapport with others, not on a friend to friend basis, but on a family kind relationship. He puts his heart and soul in doing his job well. He is also willing to share and express his emotions to others around him, which many can't do. There are just so many good things that I see in him. Too many to type. He's a real good role-model for all. Oh yes, he is full of love!

I love guys like him. And and .............
I wanna be like him! And I will be like him!

I'M FULL OF LOVE TOO!
;DDD

ELLOOO.

2009-06-17T07:21:00.000-07:00

It's been quite some time since I last updated my blog. I bet some of you guys, reading this, have missed me! WAHAHHA.

Well, as most of you already know, the whole of my last week was burnt spending time with my cousins who were at my place. Actually, I wasn't looking forward to their stayover for a week because it would mean much sacrificing of food and time on my part, and with my privacy invaded. But eventually, all went well. As they were on the bigger side, more than 100kg, I made them workout like crazy, by helping me with the housework and brought them out for runs (walks actually) and made them climb the stairs up to the 18th storey. It was a great experience!

I was in KL over the weekends, hoping to spend some time there shopping for some cheap clothings. But ... Most of the cheap clothings there are so Ah-Lianish and Ah-Bengish. It's like people going out with a purple shirt, a green pair of skinny jeans, yellow shoes, a white cardigan and for females, with very very thick make-up. GAWD. What is becoming of their sense of dressing! In the end, I only managed to buy a pair of faded jeans and my Nintendo DSLite. WOOOOTS! Hmmm. I think Ugly Betty has better dress sense.

Oh yes, some shopkeeper passed me a size 26 jeans and when I asked him for a bigger size, he gave me a size 25 jeans. Thanks man ....
-___"

I have been watching The Biggest Loser (US TV Series) and there is just so many of life's lessons to be learnt there. It's about breaking out from your comfort zone, and doing what is best for yourself, and for the people around you. It's about giving up on all the excuses that you've always made up to escape something, and that actions speak louder than words. It's amazing when you see contestants lose over a hundred pounds, within a short period of time and that they look so much more gorgeous than before.

And And, Bob Harper is oh-so-charming. ;DDD
And And, Ben Stiller is oh-so-charming. ;DDD
And And, Simon Cowel is oh-so-charming. ;DDD

WOOOOOOOOOOOTS!
;D

I think my blog is getting boring.

Fartman!

2009-06-03T05:55:00.000-07:00

It's the holidays and I am pretty restless at home. So I decided to run the Youtube Marathon, watching stupid and funny clips all day long and I came across this video.

Mr POOOOOT! I think he is super disgusting, yet funny. My brother and I "LOOOOL-ED" when we were watching this video together. Mr POOOOOT went to join Britains Got Talent, and sang with his bottom, and he almost got kicked out even before he managed to perform. He's a joke, yet others think he's a talent. GAWD. What is the world becoming!

But on a serious note, I find burping by itself disgusting, yet alone farting. Just imagine you're having a meal with this person, one on one, and he/she suddenly burps or farts. How would you feel? For me, I'll feel totally disgusted and would lose all my appetite. My patience runs really low when someone just burps openly, in front or around me. I'll just tell the person off, immediately.

So it was that I was sitting for my Econs paper in the lecture hall today. The guy sitting behind me was ... #(@*^$!*(#@^. I wished I could turn around and scold him. Throughout the whole 1 hour 15 mins, he openly burped like 4 times, super loudly. I can't stand it man. There I was, racking my brains, and he happily continued burping.

That brings me to talk about hiccups. Today, I had like hiccups for 6 times? Within a short span of 12 hours, I had hiccups for 6 times. It was like, I want to talk but I can't because the hiccups just breaks my chain of thoughts. I dislike it man.

This post is sooo negative. Tsk.
I must learn to be more cheerful. HAHAHAAH.

OH YES! HERE IS SOMETHING POSITIVE!
THE BIRD AT MY WINDOW MIA-ED! WHOOOOOOOOOTS!

no more black bird. no more black bird. no more black bird.
;D

Worst Day.

2009-05-24T03:13:00.000-07:00

Today, I guess, is the worst day of my life.

I had to wake up at 6.30 to go for the 1 star course and in the end I woke up at 7 because I was too tired. I haven't replenish my energy from the whole week! Luckily, I wasn't late.

So, again the usual, we had to launch the kayaks out to the river and happily, some stupid fish hook, hooked onto the back of my heel, right into my skin. At first, I had much difficulty getting it out because I didn't know that it was a fish hook. So, I tried pulling and pulling and the more I pull, the more painful it becomes. Later did I realise that it was a fish hook, hooked to my skin! I had to slowly unhook it. Gawd, the experience was terrible.

The whole course was rather fun, because my canoeing friends and I grew to learn more about each other and it was the only time when 'training' is not in a serious mood. At the end, we went to bathe and went to Vivocity for lunch.

On my way to vivocity, my Havanas gave way. Not only 1 side, but 2. There was no possible way that I could put on my Havanas and walk properly. Luckily, Atiqah brought along her pencilcase with her and it has scorch tape inside. This was how I my feet looked, from Kallang to Vivocity. It was super embarrassing laaaa! OMGGG.

There was a couple in the MRT kept pointing and looking at me and laughing. Childish! So I had to get myself a new pair of flip flops and .. Yes, the salesperson laughed at me too. STUPIDDDD.

When I went home and shower again, I saw my tanned-line. It is horrrible. It has the singlet outline, like I'm having 2 pieces of skin. SOOOO UGLYYY.

And now, I have to rush my work. Hope tomorrow will be a great start to a new week, and a better day for me!
;D

Tired.

2009-05-18T06:55:00.000-07:00

Last week had been a rather exhuastive week for me, with all the department tests, and trainings. My weekend, which was supposedly meant for me to catch up on my sleep, were burnt by training, 1-Star Kayaking Course and PW meeting.

Atiqah and I after training. I'm wayyy taller than her, by that tip-toe. HAAH.

Now, I'm badly burnt and I have a sore eye. Not because I peeped at others bathing! But because of the capsize drill during the 1-Star Kayaking Course at Kallang River. The place itself is super dirty and smelly, and when I capsized, I think some dirt particles got into my eye, and its been red since then. ;(

Today, the starting of a whole new week, with me having not replenished all my energy to begin the new day, I was pretty restless during lessons, especially during Physics Practical Lessons. It was .. soooo boring. So I decided to test my reaction time using the stopwatch. I did it not only for 1, but 2 stopwatches. Check this out! I react quite fast eh! HAHA. ;D

I guess that marks my week. Before I end, here's a picture that says everything about me.

HAHAH. No begging to differ.
;D

HAPPY MAMAS' DAY!

2009-05-10T07:08:00.000-07:00

HAPPY MAMAS' DAYYYY!

My Mum, Brother and I went to Tony Roma's for Mothers' Day lunch today. I think we ordered a little too many dishes, so much so that we could not finish. It was quite fun though. Brother brought along the newly bought, Canon 500D and he just kept snapping pictures away! Retarded pictures like this! Well, I enjoyed myself.

Benjamin is ... I got nothing to say. Just look at this conversation. It's his baby, by the way.

HAHAHAHA.
;D

Childhood.

2009-05-02T07:06:00.000-07:00

I went to my parents' room early this morning, and disturb them from their sleep. WAHAHA! Because I realised that I haven't been communicating with them for the past few days, like I used to.

My mum was saying how chubby my cheeks were like a 包, or in English, a bun. She said that when I was young, my face was like a 小笼包, direct translation, little basket bun. Now that I am pretty much grown up, and very tanned, I look like ... 包青天, Justice Bao. (He's a very famous icon in the Chinese culture, and has a very black face). Thanks Mum! -___"

Just now, my mum asked me to remove my bedsheets because she wanted to wash them. Because I was taking too long to remove them, she came and help me.

As my single bed had 2 big bolster, 1 baby bolster, 2 big pillows, 1 small pillow, and many many monkey soft toys ... My mum was like, "Why do you need so many pillows and bolsters for!". And my reply was, "To fight boobooba monsters when I sleep". She was speechless. WAHAHAH!

Talking about monkey toys, let me show you some of my collection of monkeys. Don't be jealous ok! And please help me add on to my collection! You see, I've got the Papa Monkey, and the Mama Monkey, and the Baby Monkeys. See the cousins and the uncles and aunties!

And and, I am not part of them! =p

Speaking of monkeys, I have got my collection of barbie dolls too. Erm, mainly their furniture with only 1 barbie, and 1 kid. I wanted to give them away to the orphanage, but I was too stingy to do so, and rather keep them for myself. My nieces can play with them too when they come to my house, I can play with them too! Here is part of my collection of barbie dolls.

WAHAHAHAH!
;DDD

Tired.

2009-04-27T06:48:00.000-07:00

Life's been hectic for me. Much catching up on work and stuffs that I hardly even have enough time for myself. There just seems to be an endless pile of work to be done. It is time that I use this phrase, "Too much work, too little time".

I think my mum feels that I am overly stressed up or something, which in fact I am not. She passed me this box ...

She told me, "Jess, when you are all so stress, use this". I was stunned for a moment, and then I started giggling. I bet everyone reading this might be thinking that I am a complain freak eh! I AM NOTTTT!

Oh yes, my arowana died on Saturday! I think it was because my dad was cleaning up the fish tank and he removed much of water in the fish tank, adding tap water when refilling. The fish was not used to the new water condition, and then .. ;(.

Yesterday, my parents bought a new arowana fish! WHOOO HOOO! But for some reason or another, this fish cause my whole house to stink. My room needs an air freshener!

Changing a topic, I think that Facebook has the stupidest quizzes ever. Look at this. What stupid quiz is this ... I am sillier than a pig?! NO WAY!

SOOOO RETARDED.
Luckily I am not sillier than a pig.
;DDD

Random Stuffs.

2009-04-20T03:03:00.000-07:00

I'm back to blogging after a long and tiring week. I'm still tired this week man!

Recently, I bought myself a jumper. When I saw the mannequin wearing it, I thought it was a rather casual and simple. So, I bought it. It looks something like this.

It was after some time later that I regretted buying the jumper. Imagine going to the restroom! How troublesome! But that jumper still looks good on me. ;DDD

Yesterday, I went in to Malaysia for my Grandfather's death anniversary. Once again, it is the time to catch up with my cousins and have a ball of fun. Traffic in Malaysia wasn't that smooth, and so, I took the opportunity of the long wait to take some pictures of myself ... and my RED sunglasses! I LOOK SO COOOOL! ;DDD

Speaking about red,
RED IS THE NEW BLACK!

I have got red shoes, red bags, red watches, red spectacles, red sunglasses, red pencilcase, red files, red shirts, red shorts, red belts, red clock, red marker pens, red pens, red colourpencils, red bedsheets, RED, RED AND MORE RED! ;DDD

Oh yes, if you are still wondering what has happened to the black bird, it is still alive and kicking. Look what it did!

I soooo wanna kill it. I shall ask Brother to kill it the NS mens' way or I shall make it stick on some superglue.
;DDDD

Childhood Memories.

2009-04-12T06:54:00.000-07:00

So ...
Mum made every dinner on Sunday 'Detoxify Day'. That means, our Sunday's dinner would be fruit salad.

For dinner today, Mum cubed some fruits, together with tomato and lettuce and let Dad, Brother and I make our own salad. Oh yes, our salad dressing is low-fat yoghurt. (Now you know why salads are females - DRESSing). Check out my salad!

Cherry tomato eyes, a mango mouth, a strawberry yoghurt dimple and a lettuce face! HOW CUTE!
Mum did not scold me for playing with the food and was laughing at me do it. Brother was saying that I'm still childish and stuffs. I like it! ;DDD

I love this song. LOOOK AT THE DUCKIES!

;DDD

STALKER!

2009-04-11T07:42:00.000-07:00

Today is the scariest day of my life.

I had canoeing training in the morning, went home for lunch, and went out with some of my clique of friends. We went shopping, and had dinner at Seoul Garden. That's besides the point.

Zhuo Na and I decided to take the MRT home from town. We took a train from Orchard to City Hall, and then changed over. This is the scary part.

While I was talking to Zhuo Na on the train, I kept having this feeling that someone was staring at me. I turned and looked on my right, indeed there was this Chinese man, aged 30+ staring at me. You know how when we make eye contact with a stranger, we'll tend to look in another direction? But this man did not. He kept his stare. More than 5 times I turn to his direction, and he was still staring!

So I told Zhuo Na to move further into the middle of the cabin, so that he can't see me. At the same time, I asked her if she could be my lesbian partner. And we were like super close to each other already and he was still looking!

The whole journey, all she can ever tell me was, "He's looking! He's looking!".

So we decided to sit down, and luckily, there was this Malay guy who was blocking the Chinese man's view. Who knew that he would move himself out of the sit, and start staring at me again.

I WAS FREAKED OUT I TELL YOU!

At Jurong, when we had to change over to the other train, Zhuo Na and I immediate walked over to the other side of the train, and the man followed! At Jurong, I had to call Allan and asked if he was around that area so that at least there was someone who followed me home, without that Chinese man.

Soooo scary.
I KNOW EVERYONE IS SHOCKED AT THIS! I AM TOOOOOO!
D;

Sleepless.

2009-04-09T06:09:00.000-07:00

It has been ...

10 days which is ..
240 hours which is ...
14400 minutes which is ...
864000 seconds which is ...
864000000 milliseconds ...

Since I last blogged.

And up till now .... There are still some people laughing at my Photoshoot pictures! Told you I look cute in all of the pictures, especially the Kimono ones.
;DDD

Strangely enough, it is a wonder how I can tolerate with all the nonsense others say about me. Perhaps this is because I am being brought up in such an environment.

When I was young, I was the joke of all my relatives and cousins. They always never failed to tease and make fun of me, even till today. I used to cry or looked for my parents for protection when things like that happened. But as I grew older, I began to learn this, "If someone makes fun of you, add on to it. If you can't add on, laugh at it. If you cry or get angry, you deserve it". True enough, different reaction gets different mood going. I'm definitely the HIPPY HAPPY HIGH!
;DDD

Changing a topic, yesterday as I returned home from photography lessons, I saw this.
Look at the plant on the right.

Apparently, my neighbour went church on Palm Sunday (for Catholics), got himself a LEAF of the palm tree, and happily planted it into the pot hoping that it will grow. I burst out into laughter when I saw that happening.

HELLO !?! THE LEAF .. I got no comments.

HAHAHA. I shall end here.
MY BLOG IS GETTING BORING ~.
;DDD

Crazy

2009-03-30T00:08:00.000-07:00

Today is really a crazy day for me. Everything just seems crazy.

I woke up early this morning, to study for my tests. One of which was my GP. I lied on my bed while reading my notes, and eventually, I fell asleep.

During that short 30 minutes of sleep, I dreamt of 2 of my primary school most disliked teachers. One of them was standing in front of his wife, holding hands, looking into each others eyes with a sweet smile. And the other, was standing beside me. I told the teacher who was standing beside me, "EHH, YOU JEALOUS RIGHT!?".

The whole incident just happened and I was laughing at myself when I woke up.

When school ended, around 2pm, Allan telephoned me and we started chatting for a while. Before putting down the phone, I said "Okay. Bye. Goodnight.". I felt so retarded saying Goodnight at such a hour and he, of course, started laughing at me.

Dinner was rather crazy too. Dad took over the kitchen and started rojak-ing all the leftover food. If I am not wrong, this is the first time he's in the kitchen. He make some very salty fried rice with mince meat, egg and sausages. My brother and I were laughing all the way during dinner. We even layed the food properly on Mum's dinner plate and told her that she's having fine dining with our future minister. It was crazy!

Oh yes, I think Mambo Italiano is such a catchy song!
I was singing it all morning! ;DDDD

It's just a crazy day!
;D

Photoshoot.

2009-03-29T01:47:00.000-07:00

My family went for a photoshoot again! ;DD

But this time, I was smarter. I told them not to touch my hair at all, and put on natural make up for me. At least it did not turn out that bad.

This was the previous time my family and I went for a photoshoot.
Stop laughing at my hair and make up!

This was today's photoshoot. Not too bad right? I told my mum that I looked super duper ultimate cute in every picture. WAHAHAH.

The best part of all, we had to put on the Japanese costume. I look very weird in it. My brother was like "Her poses will never happen in reality". My parents nodded in agreement. They are so mean mode median!

Okay, I shall stop laughing at Curry-Pok hair anymore. So you guys should stop laughing at me too!
;DDD

Balding.

2009-03-26T03:50:00.001-07:00

As I on my way home from school today, I saw this balding man walked past me. His hair looks similiar to the one in this picture.

He had more hair on the side and back of his head. But the top was rather shiny, with only a few strands of hair pulling across his oily scalp, from one ear to the other ear. I felt like laughing, but I had to control my laughter or else others would think I am a retard.

Putting myself in his shoes, either I'll shave bald and look cool, or I'll put on a wig to deceive others. Shaving bald looks good, if you have the head shape and a good figure to go with. Furthermore, you can shave on shampoo! Putting on a wig may allow you to look good, but then .. If there is a strong wind, the problem comes. Just imagine your wig flying off and landed on someone's face! HAHA. Last choice I would go for are those hair treatment palours. I think they are not of very good use once you stop your treatment.

All in all, I don't wanna go bald. It looks pretty hideous on me.

Changing subject, today was a pretty fun day for me. Valentine was a joke during Chinese lesson. He took our school's house bear (soft toy) and made it walk. He then made it put on his spectacles and lie down, putting a pen in between its legs. Everyone who sat behind him, who was watching what he was doing, was laughing like crazy.

He then turned around and told Josh Tang, "This is not a pen. It is a ball pen.". With that, they started laughing like mad.

This is what he made the bear look like.
(I can't believe I did it for picture's sake!)

After school, Janelle had to pack dinner for her brother. So Shaz and I accompanied her to Macs. She ordered a "FEELER OH FISH". Upon hearing that, Shaz and I burst out into laughter and I started sticking out my fingers and stuffs.

It was an enjoyable day for me.
;D

Commissioning.

2009-03-21T07:36:00.000-07:00

CONGRATULATIONS BRO!
(I'm the best sister)

Finally my brother commissioned. He was waiting for this day anxiously and was counting down the days on MSN. And he kept telling me things like "21 more days to commissioning!". It's all over now, a burden off his chest.

I attended his commissioning just now. The parade itself was pretty good, while the food was a disappointment. I am so proud of my brother.

Oh yes, the whole time I was busy looking out for Victor (so difficult to find him) and only got to see him during dinner. And look what he just told me ...

i am legend says:
eh jess..
jess chai. says:
yeah?
i am legend says:
i regreted..
i am legend says:
lol
i am legend says:
regreted not saluting to your bro
i am legend says:
i forgot got ang pao
i am legend says:
lol
jess chai. says:
LOOOOl
jess chai. says:
wth!
i am legend says:
wasted man..

So during the whole parade, my dad kept pushing this lousy 3.2 megapixels digital camera to me. It cannot even take a clear picture. There were practically disturbance everywhere. And he was happily using his 8 megapixels digital camera with his bad photography skills. That brings me back to my point ...

I WANT A CANON EOS 40D. ;(((

Then I can use it and go around taking all the unglam yet clear shots of all you people. And I can look professional too. Most importantly, I'll me enjoying myself. It will also be easier for me and my boyfriends to take nicer pictures without having to worry about the quality of our picutures.

Anyone offers to buy me one?
;D

KUKU BIRD.

2009-03-11T07:54:00.000-07:00

I have got fate with everything, including birds, real birds.

And so, Mum told me that it is the birds' mating season now. Apparently, there is a black bird always hanging outside my window, chirping every now and then. Whenever I study, the chirps become a pain. That's besides the point. This black bird is always flying up and down outisde my window. Once, I even saw it on my window grill and I shooed it away. A correct guess of mine would be that this bird built a nest on my neighbour's (upstairs) ventilation unit or I don't know what you call that. Because of that, it keeps shitting on my window panes whenever I open my window. By the way, it is a black bird with a yellow beak.

I can't stand birds, so I initiated an act to keep the bird away from my window - I drew a scarecrow with read fiery eyes.

And yes, you guessed correctly, the bird still returned. STUPID KUKU BIRD.

When I was young, around the age of five, there was this bird that stood on one of the window grills in the living room, and shitted there. Its waste, if I never remembered wrongly, was black and white. Curious, my brother and I went up to that window (after the bird flew away), and stared at that patch of ... Then we got all so excited and started giggling. And the worst part, we dared each other to touch it. I can't remember if I touched it or not but I knew it was really silly of us then.

See what fate I have with birds. TSK!

EHHH. PLEASE TEACH YOUR BIRDS PROPERLY LEHHH!
;DDD

BAD DAY.

2009-03-08T03:53:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was seriously a bad day for me. I prayed and hoped and prayed and hoped ... But, things did not go the way I wanted it to. I still capsized. -__"

I had canoeing training at Macritchie, and was asked to go on a T1 canoe. Apparently, that canoe is said to be super stable and no one would capsize when in it. At first, I thought so too. Later did I realise that I shouldn't have looked down on that canoe.

The moment I was in the canoe, I felt super duper uber unstable and I dare not paddle. In the end, I manage to muster some courage and paddled my first few strokes. I did it lightly as not to shake the canoe that hard. I managed to stay stagnant in the water for 10 minutes or so, without paddling. When I started to paddle again, I (SHIT MAN) capsized. And my canoe was filled with loads and loads of water and it sank in the water VERTICALLY. (I am so sorry, Joseph. Thank you too!) Joseph and I had to seek help from many other canoes of other schools to help us. I did not capsize once, not twice, but five times! In the end, Yao Jie had towed me back to shore. (Thanks, Yao Jie.)

When I was at shore, then I realised that my paddle was too long for me and my knees were too high while in the canoe. It was hell I tell you when you capsized. Mr Ang was like, "Every year there is definitely a clown who would capsize the canoe vertically. This year it is her." WAHHH LAUUU EHHHH!

But it was an experience man.
;D

Can't believe.

2009-03-06T06:41:00.000-08:00

Man.

I can't believe I got pissed at this outright goondufool and used 0.0000001% of my brain power to argue with him. And yet, his brain could only bring him to counter argue with me in insulting my parents and changing the topic when you bring up a piece of evidence. The only thing he ever knew was to say that I am acting childish and like a 12 year old. Oh yes, he also know nuts about humility and kept boasting about his family being rich and looking down on others. Oh yes, Shatec rocks according to him. WTF. -__"

Oh yes, he was the one who said he would pay me 10k with an iPhone and a laptop to have sex with him. And yeah, he keeps boasting that he has a fregging huge D**K and blah blah. I bet it's just as long as my pinky, or even shorter. So I am going to block and delete him on MSN once and for all. OMGAWDDD.

I just wasted part of my energy on scolding this gooondufool for nuts man. He's just plain, dumb, stupid, blockhead, horny, perverted and blah blah.

And he just made me broke my record for not getting angry like for don't know how many years. DAMNNN. See now I have to recount again.

_____________________________________________________

So .. School ended at 12.30 today for me today. I went to Macs with part of my old clique and we started eating. (Canoeists are going to kill me man)

From that mountain to ... I wasn't involved in it OKAY (To save my ass).
;DDD

Relationships.

2009-03-02T06:13:00.000-08:00

Life's like that. When you see someone having something that you don't, you really wish to have it. That goes for relationships.

Everyone around me is slowly getting into relationship commitments and they seem to be very happy together. Seeing couples on MRTs, buses and even on the roads acting lovey-dovey, it makes you feel as if ... You just can't wait to find your own couple too, to fill that empty space within yourself! I admit, at times I do feel that way.

But thinking deeper, and asking if I would be able to handle my relationship, studies and CCAs at the same time, I start to doubt myself.

In schooling life, I hardly have time for myself, not to even talk about the other half. Furthermore, committing to the other party is rather tough for me, because I place my priorities on my family and work before him. In addition, I have many close male friends, and if he gets jealous .... I shan't think that far.

As much as I really do want to find a boyfriend (AHEM*), I guess it is not the right time for me. So I am still going to stick to MY TAY PING HUI. He's the best. WHAAHAH.

;DDD

Tired.

2009-02-28T05:05:00.000-08:00

And so, I'm back by popular demand. WAHAHHA.

This week has been quite a hectic week for me. My energy was slowly draining away, and by Thursday, my sleep came before my homework and my computer. How great man.

I have no idea what to say here. My life has been very boring. It's been sleep, eat, study, do homework, canoeing training, play computer, sleep, eat, study, do homework, canoeing training, play computer ...

I guess posting my photo will make things less boring.

That's me, in my brother's army cap. Mum was laughing at my face being super round. Like fishball.
(Better than the hamburger with fishball righttt.)

I'M HAVING FLUU. AH CHOOOOO!
;D

LONGGG!

2009-02-20T04:26:00.000-08:00

WAHAHAH!

I guess it is time that I should/must update my blog. It has been left un-touched for the past .. many many many days! Even I am getting bored seeing the same thing all over again when I read my own blog.

I had orientation, in my new school, just last week. It was a blast, I tell you! Everyone was hippy happy high and jumping around like gooondu-fooools during the orientation finale, and that included me. We were all shouting at the top of our lungs and all smelt like Giam He. Even my dad complaint about me smelling bad when I went home! But it is definitely an experience that I will never forget.

During the orientation, everyone was spilt into their own classes and different classes belong to different clans! I was under the clan LEO and we had .. rubber squeaky duckies as our clan identity. All the other ducks just love kissing my duck, be it at the butt or at the lips. Look at all these!

Enough of the orientation. Let's talk about something else. Just the other day, a China girl, from my school, was sitting on my left during lecture. Because I knew that she was a China girl, and so I tried to tease her by speaking with the China accent to my friend who was sitting on my right. Who knew that this China girl suddenly turned and told me, "你的华语很标准!", whichs means that my Chinese pronounciation is really accurate. Being humble, I told her that I am not proficient in my Chinese at all (which is a fact). When I related this incident to my friends, they all were laughing their butts off. Because they always thought and felt one thing .. I speak in Chinese funnily.

This wednesday and friday had been accident-proned days for me. On wednesday, I slipped and fell down the stairs with my butt bumping down each and every step. It was really painful I tell you! (That proves I have got a small butt!) Today, I broke a beaker during my FIRST Chemistry experiment and I felt bad. In addition, I left my bag in a wet area on a table top and it got all wet and EEEWWW! Luckily my bag's waterproof. Look at this! (DON'T LOOK AT MY FACE + HAIR!)

Please pardon my KUKU facial expression. I was trying my best to act sad. ACT.

Now I know that I can be an actress when I grow up!
;DDD

TIRED.

2009-02-09T05:33:00.000-08:00

It's only the first day of the week and I am exhausted! I had to run around 6km early in the morning for Physical Education, and it was a non-stop run. I had never, NEVER, in my entire life ran for 6km without stopping. This is my first time. My legs are hurting now, with blisters, and my muscles are still aching from last week. To think that I have got canoeing training tomorrow. SIGH!

It's been a long time since I last updated my blog. I have been too busy with school and many other stuffs. I hope I can cope with all the difficulties that come my way.

Last Saturday, I went out with Elaine and she bought a new watch and boxes! I bought a new pair of shoes! YAY! I can finally dump my smellyyyy 4 year old Puma shoes. So I went out dressed super casually, just a shirt and a pair of shorts. I felt so out of place, but special! I look super duper uber retarded in this picture.

My shirt says, "Who farted?". When Mum saw me in this shirt, she immediately pointed to me.
;D

$1.

2009-01-30T07:33:00.000-08:00

Today marks the end of my resourcing work at Fuhua Secondary. It was great working with Dr Ernest, Ken, Peter, Kailin and Liying. They taught me many of life's lessons and principles that I must hold on to (as stated in Peter's book - The Joys and Pains of Growing Up; 17 Principles Every Youth Must Know). I actually look forward to working with them as each day is a whole new experience altogether (like how Kailin and I managed to have fun with Microsoft Office). I enjoyed the laughters we had.

Here is a picture of the Jabronis (Kailin and Liying).
I am not a Jabroni! And look, all single eyelids! ;DDDDD

Talking about what happened today, I went out to a nearby Kopitiam to buy a bag of coffee during work. I had nothing on me, except my phone, a pen, a comb and a $1 coin. It took my conscious mind 5 minutes to realize that I only had that $1 cash with me at that point if time. Man, I felt super duper ultimate insecure. Thoughts like 'What if the coffee cost more than $1?' and 'What if I get robbed? I only got $1 on me' kept running through my mind. It was not a good feeling. I immediately rushed to buy the coffee which was $0.80 and rushed back to work. After this experience, I made a promise to myself which is never to go out without bringing my wallet.

I'm feeling horrible now man!
So I am at BARBIE'S SITE playing games!
D;

Chinese New Year.

2009-01-27T19:35:00.000-08:00

Once again, I spent my Chinese New Year in Malaysia. Well, I guess it's not so much of the red packets, but actually the quality time spent with each and every of my cousins, aunties and uncles. We hardly meet each other, around thrice a year?

This year was a little different for me. I was wearing a DRESS! And I had make up on! It was the first time my cousins saw me in make up and they were stunned and shocked that I would put on make up. (It was Mum's idea) My friends, on the other hand, were laughing at me la! MEANIES!

Not too bad right?
;/

Bro's Stinky Feet.

2009-01-23T11:15:00.000-08:00

It's 3 in the morning. I just got home from picking Brother from the airport. I learnt my lesson to put on an oxygen mask before picking him - Brother was indeeeeeedd very very SMELL-LI! SUPER DUPER ULTIMATE SMELLY. You don't want to experience it.

I guess I am very sensitive in terms of my five senses - Sight, taste, smell, touch, hearing. On the way home, from the airport, (in Dad's car) I immediately could smell Brother's perspiration and many days of not bathing properly! I guess that was Stage One of my test for me. It was still bearable, though smelly. It smelt like salted fish, slightly better.

Stage Two was when he reached home, entered the house and removed his socks. OH MY GAWD, I tell you! The stench was SUPER DUPER UBER ULTIMATE STRONG! In less than five seconds, the whole house was filled with his smell! How bad is that! Luckily, I immediately ran to my room and closed my door, so I am sorta breathing in fresh air now, I hope. The stench was so overpowering that even my parents and myself could not take it! I had to take a hanky and cover over my nose! The stench penetrates right through your nasal passage I tell you! This smell is many many times worse than ... GIAM HE!

Although I am in my room now, supposedly to be filled with fresh air, I can still smell the stench of Brother's stinky feet! I guess this is an experience which I will never forget, though how terrible it is.

(GO WASH YOU LEGS NOW!)
;D

Bad Hair Day.

2009-01-23T06:32:00.000-08:00

(Kelvin would be super happy to read this post.)

I went for a haircut today ... Just before the Chinese New Year. Seriously, the haircut is super bad and it does not suit me at all! Looks like some 60s or 70s retro-agogo hairstyle man. At the same time, it looks like a mushroom! I AM SO SAD. Hahaha! (I can't wait for the hair to grow longer!)

This is actually the cooler side of the new haircut because it is taken from an angle. Let me show you the picture taken from front view. I took it with my webcam.

OMG! It looks super ... JABRONI HAIRSTYLE. I need a wig man. ;(((

After Eddie saw the pictures of me in my new hair, he was shocked and blah blah. And I kept whining and telling him that I was sad. So he went ...

*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
u vry hard to 哄 leh
*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
nvm la...
*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
u can put the head band
*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
will look sooooo cute la, u
*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
plus ur quite short rite?
*エディイ* lee hom's album is great! ψ rApId^bUrN™ ♂Ω says:
look like little girl

EHHH! I AM TALL AND MATURED OK! (Even my aunt said I look so young in this hairstyle!)

Oh well, all I can do now is to wish that everyone has a bad hairstyle too! HAHAHAHA!
;D

Work.

2009-01-22T06:11:00.000-08:00

For the last 3 days, I had been working. Most of my friends got a shock when they heard that I was at work. They said, if bummer like me would work, they are going to strike rich tomorrow. What good friends eh!

Work was pretty fun, but at times, boring. When it gets boring, I either stare into space or play cards or disturb others. Here is one example of disturbing others.

Kailin and I disturbed the Jabroni and .. Kailin got all so excited about it! We kept laughing at the silly pictures we took during the disturbs. Childish, but at least we managed to pass time.

When I got home, Mum told me that she washed my bedsheets for me already, and wanted me to put the new bedsheets on. She added on that my little monkey soft toy, that was supposedly on my bed. followed her into the kitchen and into the washing machine. That little monkey was not supposed to be washed! And it was not noticed until Mum hung the bedsheets up to dry. Oh yes, she hung the little chimp too!

AWWWWW! It's so cute right? I can't help smiling. ;DDDD

I spent my day today, at home, cleaning up my whole room, especially my wardrobe. It was in a total mess. Even my primary school's clothings were still inside! I did not realised it until today! So I had a hard time clearing it up and I gave a big full bag of clothings to Church. And the end product of clearing my wardrobe gave me a sense of satisfaction! Look!

Super duper neat. Now .. who wants to hire me to clear their room for them! HAHAHAHA!
;D

Abalone's Great Grandchildren.

2009-01-20T07:12:00.000-08:00

I am very very very very very tired MAN! Can't wait to jump into bed! I haven't had much sleep for the past few nights. My pimples are popping up again, badly. It makes me feel as if I have many volcanoes that are going to erupt on my face. How I wish I had flawless skin, then I need not worry about my pimples. ;(

As Chinese New Year is round the corner, my family and I would go out shopping for Chinese New Year clothes and goodies. Just few days back, Mum and I went to this Chinese Dim Sum restaurant for dinner. According to Mum, she said it was quite a famous restaurant. We ordered quite a number of Dim Sum dishes and most of them was ... SHIOK AH! So, I came across this one Dim Sum which I have never eaten before.

This is the picture of the Dim Sum. If you look carefully, there's actually a miniature abalone on top it! The abalone was realllyy realllly reaylllyy SMALL! If you don't believe that it is small, let me show you some comparision. I place the mini-abalone beside a toothpick, and look at the size difference!

Mum was laughing and saying that it is the Abalone's Great Grandchildren! SUPER DUPER UBER SMALLL! HAHA!

This part of the post is going to be sick! After Mum and I had finished our dinner, we headed for the washroom. There was this Ang Mo lady, went in the cubicle and did her business, came out of the cubicle and left the washroom. HELLO !?!? The least she could do was to wash her hands! She's sooooo soooo soooo DIT-GUT-TING! Sick sick sick. I don't see any valid reasons to not wash hand after doing our business, it's very ... uncouth! OH MY GOD!

That was just additional information. I'm heading to bed now, my eyes can take it no longer! GOODNIGHTS!
;D

Heels!

2009-01-06T02:46:00.000-08:00

Just the other day, after I got back home from Church, my mum asked me to water the plants. I went in the house and took off my shoes and came out again.

As I was too lazy to enter the house again to get my slippers, I put on my mum's heels which was outside the house. It is my first time putting on heels! So I took a picture of it. My mum was like "Pig's trotter's in heels?!". MEANIE!

I tried walking with them and it's quite alright. HAHAHA. I didn't just say that!

Anyway! Stop laughing at my make-over picture lehhh!
;(

Photo-Shoot.

2009-01-03T05:39:00.000-08:00

Today is the first time in my life, that I went for a photoshoot (Together with my family, of course)! I thought it was just posing in front of the camera and taking pictures and stuffs. Who knew that they would help me with a make-over.

So there was this young girl who helped me with my make-up and it was super super duper ultimate thick! And there this old lady who did my hair and made a mess out of my usual hairstyle and she even highlighted it! To think that someone still praised my hairstyle after it was done! My brother cannot even recognize me after the make-over!

This is how I look. Quite dumb, maybe because I am not used to it. Hahah. Look at what KUKU Scott sent me.

Oh well!
;D

Drawing near.

2008-12-28T06:21:00.000-08:00

As year 2008 is drawing to an end, it really sets me pondering. How well have I lived my life this year?

Throughout the whole 12 months of 2008, I have experienced much joys and pains. I have learnt of many of life's valuable lessons, and have picked up new skills along the way. I learnt to not take things the hard way, and to take life as it is. Well, I can definitely say that year 2008 has been quite fulfilling for me.

I terms of my character, I guess I have changed that lillll' bit. Just that weeee' bit. From young, I am always that optimistic kid who is hyper-active and full of nonsense and laughter. Well, I still am. What changed in me this year is that, I think I am less temperamental. I used to dislike people who irritates me and will think of all sort of ways to avoid or scold them. This year, I learnt to keep my cool more often. I think that is a good thing.

Studies wise, what else can I say? I'm still that rascal in school, always getting into trouble with the teachers. I got shouted at super loudly in front of the whole school twice this year. I got into a quarrel with two teachers this year. I had to attend Parents Teachers Meet once this year. Aiya, I broke all my records. Well, I am learning to become better, I mean, the BEST!

In terms of relationship, the bonds between my family members have been great. I am great with my clique of friends. I even improved the relationship between the people I used to dislike.

Life has been a BLAST for me. I never once regretted living. 2009 is coming, I hope that it would be a better year for me. All the best people! Be the best! ;D

;D

PWNED.

2008-12-05T06:37:00.000-08:00

I was really really really bored just now, so Donal and I decided to play .. Reversi! I was super pwned by him by 4-60. To think that he still said he's not good at it. If he isn't good at it, I'm like ... HELLO!? LOUSIEST!?

I'm a PRO!
;D

Long Time!

2008-12-02T06:26:00.000-08:00

I guessed my blog is starting to collect dust. It has been three weeks since I last blogged, or around there. During these three weeks, my life was going smoothly and I really enjoyed myself to the fullest.

On the first week, I went for a chalet with my clique of friends. We were together since we were in Secondary One, till now. It is a miracle how our friendship could last that long. I enjoyed each and every moment we spent together. How we played games to finish the barbequed food, how we helped each other during night cycling, how we got into trouble with our chalet neighbours, how we got into trouble with the management workers. These are all memories that would be kept in my heart. For no matter what happens, we are ONE but many. ;D

The second week was spent resourcing Super-Teens. To count, this I think would be the 8th time that I am resourcing Super-Teens, or more. Each time I resource, it is a whole new experience altogether. The campus that I worked with this time round was certainly a good bunch of people - hyper-active, pleasant and fun. We spent much time together, but in the end, we still have to say Good Bye. I wasn't as close to the campus this time round, as I was for the rest of the camps. I was slacking. ;O Oh yes, on the last day, when we took pictures with each other as a group, I felt like a Super-Star. The camera flashers were non-stop and we all ended up having that constipated smile on our faces! I enjoyed being with them though. ;D

Yesterday I went out with Desmond to the zoo. It was an exciting experience going back to the zoo again, after so many years (although the last time I went to the zoo was last year). I enjoyed the time spent with him. It is also the first time I came that close to a monitor lizard!

Today, I went to Church because I had to attend a meeting for the preparation of the Kuching Trip that I will be going next week. The meeting went on quite well and the last part of the meeting was that we had to blow up balloons and made dogs, swords, bees and flowers with them. I was freaked out because I dislike the balloon bursting. It was quite fun though. I can get a job as a clown! ;D

That's all for now. I gotta gooooo! ;D

PWNED.

2008-11-07T08:23:00.000-08:00

I got pwned today, seriously.

I went out to the movies with Xinyi, Shuqin and Chinyee. Happily, they told me they were buying the tickets to High School Musical 3, and I trusted them. I knew there was something on with them, definitely. They knew I was afraid of horror movies and guess what, they bought tickets to The Coffin. Best thing is that, they managed to all act damn well and hid the secret from me. They also spilt their roles very well, you know!

Xinyi - Buys the tickets
Chinyee - Collect money and students passes
Shuqin - Distract me and pull me away from Xinyi

And they I fell right for it. I had to pull through the stupiiid movie which was not scary and super boring. There were even primary school kids sitting behind me watching the movie! And luckily, I got a shock only once throughout the whole movie, unlike Xinyi, who kept jumping. And then she'll go, "I got a shock leh, you got ma?" throughout the whole movie. When we laughed at her for her many shocks, she says, "it's the sound effect laaa". Full of excuses right? YES.

If you think that I got pwned for that, it's not only it. Siong sent me his baby photo recently. Guess what? His eyes when he was a baby is even bigger than my eyes now. OMG OMG OMG. OYB OYB OYB. It's super big lahhh! His eyes take up like a quarter of his face already, or more. Why are my eyes so smalllll ....!

SEEEE! SO BIGGGG! I never kid you right! =/

Huiying just asked me to go and die.

2/7'o6 HY says:
you can just go and die.

It was because I told her "看在你份上... ". And I translated the whole phrase into English which became "See on top of your shit" (看在你粪上). She immediately asked me to go and die. She added on that my Chinese is A1. Of course A1! I know I know!

;DDD
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DEXTER IS SUPER FUNNNNAAYYYY!

Dexter says:
infact

Dexter says:
i used to hv double eye lips

Dexter says:
but then i think cos i always sleep so little

Dexter says:
then over the eyes

Dexter says:
my eye lips starts to...err...shag?

Dexter says:
now i become single eye lip le

Dexter says:
lol

jessicaudrey ; says:
double eye lips !?!!

jessicaudrey ; says:
double eyelids la!

Dexter says:
OOHHH

jessicaudrey ; says:
wah lau eh!

jessicaudrey ; says:
haha

Dexter says:
ok...wheres the hole tat i just dig...

Dexter says:
need to hide :S

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!
so hilarious.

OMG OMG OMGGG!

2008-11-03T07:00:00.000-08:00

ALAMAK!

My laptop is like infested with ants. I lifted up my laptop from the table and there ... wah lah! All the ants! OMG OMG OMG! OYB OYB OYB! It was really freaky. I could not think of any other things to do to the ants and so, i taped all the ants up and killed them. I can't possibly use an aerosol can and a lighter to burn them up what ... I'm such a pro. FREAK! I taped up 33 ants! OMG OMG OMG! OYB OYB OYB!

Talking about the topics on insects ... I had custard apples for dessert today. The more I looked at the seeds of the custard apples, the more they resemble that of the cockroach eggs! OMG OMG OMG! OYB OYB OYB! And the sandy skin of the custard apples reminds me of ... ANTS! OMG OMG OMG! OYB OYB OYB! Can someone give birth to more anteaters please?

SEE! LOOKS REALLY LIKE COCKROACHES EGGGSSS!
=/

Pimples!

2008-10-26T20:21:00.000-07:00

Few days back, 4 HUGE pimples popped out on me! I was damn sad. And it's like ... the 4 pimples can form a straight line! Oh well.

My brother, after he booked out, and he saw me, he went "Wah! Now you become Subaru already!" He mentioned that my pimples were just like the stars in the Subaru logo which looked like this ...

He added on, "Take care of your face, don't become like the American Flag". This one too much already! OMG OMG!

I will never become like that American Flag, for goodness sake!
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明日复明日,明日何其多;日日复明日,万事成蹉跎!

This is for those who think that I don't know Chinese! Take that! AHAHHAHA!

Fulfilling Day.

2008-10-26T04:24:00.000-07:00

Today is a rather fulfilling day for me. It has been such a long time since i spent my weekend like this and I enjoyed it.

My day started at 8 am. I woke up and headed to church. I was home at around 10.30 and Mummy forced me to bring her GARANG GUNI items to the market for sale.

It was quite embarrassing, seriously, having to carry those Brands' small bottles, some cans and other stuffs, in a clear plastic bag and bringing them to the market. I carried the heavy bottles in the plastic bag which I tried to move it to my side so as to not let others see what it contained. Who the hell would know that the plastic bag gave way, and all the bottles dropped and started rolling down the slope. I had to run after those bottles while my Mummy kept laughing at me.

This was where we brought the items to, you can see "Cash for Trash". My Mummy and I just left the items there.

Later we went to Paragon for a sumptuous meal and we had Japanese food! It has been a long time since I last ate Japanese food. We then proceeded on to do some shopping. Mummy bought a mop from Tangs and imagine that we had to carry the stupid mop, which apparently wasn't foldable, all the way from Tangs to Paragon. It was super embarrassing. It was like some tour guide leader holding a banner up to guide a group of tourist where to go, just that there wasn't any tourist following us then. My Mummy and Brother called that the 'Zhu Ba Jie's Stick' and only I can carry it because I'm a pig. They kept saying that I'm short and fat and kept pinching my spare tires! I'm not short ... But I admit that I'm fat. Haha. It was quite stupid to carry that dumb dumb mop.

We then came home and I helped Mummy out in the kitchen. I cooked CURRY!
TRUST ME. I COOKED IT AND IT'S EDIBLE!

My Mummy was like "This is the first time you spend so much time in the kitchen right? And cutting so much vegetables."

These are the ingredients to cook. I prepared .. half of it! Good enough already! HAHAHAH!

I am going to skip the steps on how to cook it. And I shall show you the almost end product!

I believe it is going to taste SUPER DUPER NICEEEE!
(p.s. tell me that you are hungry!)

AND NOW! WHO SAID I CAN'T COOOK!
I CAN COOOOOK!
;DDD

Studying!

2008-10-23T04:47:00.000-07:00

Ever wondered how I became a PRO in studying?

Actually, I didn't want to share this with all of you. But since I am such a good soul, I shall show you the correct way of studying to get your excellent results, like mine!

Ta-Dah! It is the best place one can study, away from all distractions. Oh yes, I pasted my notes on the glass door and studied it ok!

And it worked! So if you want excellent results like mine, try it!

You can bathe while studying and not forgetting that it saves time!
;D

Wonder.

2008-10-17T23:46:00.000-07:00

Technology in our world today has become so advanced, so advanced. So much so that even prostitution has become an online thing! It really surprises me how technology today, have been used, to suit each and every of our needs. This was my experience yesterday, or perhaps, this morning.

I was online till around 2.30 am this morning. At around 1.30 am, there was this prompt for me to accept, this person who has just added me on MSN, as a friend. Naturally, each and everyone of us would click on accept and that was what I did. Apparently, this person who added me was a female. And this was our conversation.

Lady: "Hi, I am the boss of ... (I forgot what company but it had a very girlish name)."
Me: "Ok."
Lady: "I was thinking of hiring you to work for me."
Me: "...." (I was thinking, maybe it's a shoeshop that I can work in during my holidays)
Lady: "Are you 18? I guess you must still be a V?"
Me: "I'm sorry, I'm 13 this year and I am not a prostitute, unlike you. Get a life, whore!"
Lady: "My bad."

And I blocked and deleted her. Amazing right? Coming online just to find girls for to work for her as a prostitude. The wonders of the internet .... I don't even know how she managed to find my email and stuffs like that! What the hell ... She freakking scared me in the middie of the night.
D;
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Let us have a change of topic. Talking about religion and God. All of us have our own religion -Christian, Catholic, Muslim. Hindu, Free-Thinkers. For me, I think and feel that different religions pray differently, but to the same God. It is like the spectrum of coloured lights, combining together to form white lights. Agree?

But what I don't understand here is that ... Why most of the religions don't preech to others, about their Gods, while most of the Christians do so? Why do they preech. when they haven't got the true message of God?

It is a very pretentious think, I personally feel, for them to preech, as if they really love their God that much. I personally dislike people to preech to me, they know nuts, especially the youngsters, lifting each and every of their sentence/quotes from the bible. But thinking again, how much do they understand from each of these quotes or they literally translate word for meaning? If you are someone, like a priest or pastor, I have nothing against you preeching. But youngsters preeching, please wake up.

I dislike people who says, "For God's sake ... I will blah blah", "For the love of God ...". It's just using God as an excuse for you to do or not do something. Do it for yourself, why God? You don't even know if God exists, what you hear about him, is from others. So if you want to preech, what makes you a reliable source of information? If you experienced God's presence, then it is a different thing altogether.

I don't mean to offend anybody here, but just stating what I personally feel.
Chill!

Love Struck!

2008-10-15T22:48:00.001-07:00

TAY PING HUI!

OH MY GAWD!

He's so hot so hot so hot!

I'm love struck!

HAHAHAHAHAH!

Guys out there, don't be jealous!

Just kidding, I'm just his air-conditioner. I think he has too many fans already, so I'm going to be different and be his air-conditioner. WHOOOO!
;D

MOZILLAAA.

2008-10-14T23:02:00.000-07:00

Oh yes, there is something which I really want to say and that is ..

MOZILLA FIREFOX IS MUCH MUCH BETTER THAN INTERNET EXPLORER!

Seriously, moz is much better. Internet explorer has been giving me a lot of problems recently and I got sick of it and so, now I am using moz. And moz works perfectly well and stuffs. A big thank you to those who introduced me to it.

(ii noee larhsx, ii computer nooobiiexxs lehxsz)

COOKING. alamak!

2008-10-14T22:36:00.000-07:00

My Mummy and Daddy always think that I can't cook. They always say that when I grow up, they would be really worried for me because I do not know how to cook. Well, maybe that's true, but only to a certain extent. I can cook ... if I want to, and I haven't show them my real ability yet! Okay, that was just self denial, but yeah, I CAN COOOOOK!

Look at the egggie I cooked! It looks so delicious!

And I finished it all ... Ok, except for the Chao Da parts. BUT IT STILL TASTED NICE!

I admit, I burnt the eggggie. It was literally stuck to the wok and it was dark brown in colour. But it was a good attempt. To come and think about it, this is my third time frying an eggggie.

I remembered the first time I fried and egg, I don't dare to eat it. I added soy sauce to the fried egg and then covered it and left it on the table. I think I was ... Primary 6 at that time. My brother came home and then saw the egg on the table and asked me why I am not eating it. I replied "I .. I don't dare to eat". And so, he took the egg and ate it. He said "Not bad, but too salty." See? My first try not bad right? HAHAHAHA.

Oh yes, also, I only know how to cook scramble eggs like the one above. I don't know how to cook the egg, as a whole.

I CAN COOOOOK!

(gibb face larhx, dun luffz)