Monthly Archives: August 2009

i woke up at 12 today

lets see.

last sunday as a small token of thanks to my chinese tuition teacher,

i made fillet de sole au vin.


and prawn fritters for her and left them at her door.


i dunno. im still really happy bout my chinese. hearing wu lao shi praise me was really wonderful. and when i think about how well i did i realise if i work hard i really can do anything.


so yesterday my prelims started. ss and english

 for english i wrote one word essay again. i love wrting one word essays. this time it was DARING.

i wrote about the guy that created facebook t o show that being daring was the only way to achieve extraordinary things.

and then i ended off with scrubs quote: nothing in this life that’s worth having comes easy.


yeah man.

or better off, 50cent quote:you gottto be fearless. you gotto study your enemy. and most of all, you gotto have balls! (does action with hands)


so after prelims yesterday went giselle’s house to pick up her geog books, finally tried seaweed shaker fires. expensive shit.

then went to westmall to have lunch with alex. she was supposed to treat me but then of all days i had zero appetite. in the end, i drank mostly ice water. wao lao ehhh. oh but i tried the new durian ice cream at swensens. fantastic except for the i dunno.. atachi seeds? is that what they were? sub jelly sub longan thing. tasted horrible.

after that went home, play swat with giselle. then went out again, had dinner at jp with my sis at crystal jade xiao long bao. had very good la mian. most deceptively ordinary food i ever tasted.


then what else ..walked aroung jp alot. got home at about12. watched niga higa till late. and yes i woke up at 12 today.


this is very funny:


almost forgot

hold it.

i totally forgot to brag.

i got A2 for chinese and distinction for oral!


the one who everybody said sounded funny when speaking chinese got an A for chinese!


hell of a week

okay its been a really long week.


 on monday i finished reading the book ‘veronika decides to die’

its a really good book, but even more so the cover is just so pretty


its so oddly inspiring.

its about this girl that survives suicide and wakes up in a mental hospital where she finds out that she has only a week to live. she doesnt feel sad about the fact that she has only so little time but rather the fact that now her death would be slow and possibly painful.

long story short through the experience of talking to all the mad people in the institute, she finds the will to live, for the few days that she has left.

on the last hour of the last day she sleeps in the arms of the man she has come to love dearly and awaits death. but then she wakes up. and behold a miracle has happpened. she has been given the chance to live just when she most wants to.

in the end it was revealed that the mental institute doctor has purposefully told her she was going to die in order to let her recognise death in order to recognise life. he even drugged her daily to simulate the effects of a heart attack to let her taste death.

but it all doesnt matter. each day is still a miracle. it really is, if you consider all the fragilities of life. there are tumours that can go undetected till the day it kills you.

recognising death to recognise life. very intersting.


oh and my sis made soup again.



on wednesday i had english oral.

oral was really boring.pic was on ppl moving plants.conversation was tell me bout a time when you helped someone.  god it was boring.


friday it was the most packed.

ihad integration kinematics math test. then a 2.5 hour math mock. and then a history remedial. in between one of those i went to check up on the drama club. those clowns have to do a perforamnce for teacher’s day. AHAHAHAHAHA.

my parents picked me up from school to go celebrate my father’s and sis’ bday.

we had good bali food at this strange secluded isolated place.

then we went mount faber.





trying to get up on the rock.


my father noticed a dog.





singaporeans. disgusting.



at home.P1050480P1050481P1050482

cake was amazing.


and i found pics of this really cute kid.



something i found while shopping fo longans for PE on thurs.


a sunday afternoon’s thoughts

its a boring sunday afternoon as usual.

i haven’t been out in 3 days. not out shopping/ having fun. but out of the door.

i got a really high fever on friday in school. here’s what happened.

in the morning i forgot to bring my thermometer. its not that a big a deal but you see i have a highly exaggerative form teacher. any of my classmates can attest to that. he prob thinks it’ll make us take things more seriously in accord to his tone. but it really has the opposite effect.


i thought i was screwed cos of all the times we had to take temperature, i felt that then was the only time i actually had a damn fever. (arghh..the irony!!)

so i pretended to do random stuff and even went to the toilet to wash my thermometer to complete the illusion.(now that is commitment!)

but i still felt horrible cos i could actually be seriously ill but i couldnt take my temp. coconut vera thought it was paranoia.i just felt tired and dizzy throughout  BIO SPA and POA.then during recess all the symptoms begin to pile. the sore throat the headache the cold yet the heat, came out full force.

so i used a friend’s thermometer. and it was like 38 degrees. so i thought,” ok there’s a chance im prob sick.”

so me and 3 other sick classmates went thorugh  the motions of taking temp, writing parents contact no., wearing ugly mask. stuff like that.

but the whole process took more than an hour. so i had alot of time to think while i pretended the heat around my head was sauna treatment.

then i realised if i had not forgotten to bring my thermometer i might have prob have to miss O level Bio SPA. funny how things work out. really.


i just remembered: the last time my parents had to be contacted cos i wasn’t feeling well was when i was early primary i think. when i think about it i laugh.

when i was young lots of weird random ideas always came to my head .so one day this idea came into my head to take a large breath. but the large intake of air felt so good i took another one. and i couldnt stop.

the teachers thought i was having an asthma attack. funnnnaayy.

i also thought i was. i mean, i was too young to recognise the difference between conscious and unconscious actions unless it meant whether i was guilty. and i didn’t feel guilty. but anyway, the point is, i was a funny kid.


since i have plenty of time now ive been reading  ‘veronika decides to die’  by paulo coelho.



intersting extract:

‘ it was a shame that Allah, Jehovah, God- it didn’t matter what name you gave him- did not live in this world today, because if He did, we would still be in paradise, while He would be mired in appeals, requests, demands injunctions, preliminary verdicts, and would have to justify to innumerable tribunals His decision to expel Adam and Eve from for breaking an arbituary rule that has no  foundation in law: of  the tree of knowlege that thou shalt not eat.

If He had not wanted that to happen, why did He put the tree in the midst of the garden and not outside the walls of paradise? If she were called upon to defend the couple, Mari would undoubtedly accuse God of administrative negligence, because, as well as planting the tree in the wrong place, He had failed to surround it with warnings and barriers, had failed to adopt even minimal security arrangments, and had thus exposed everyone to danger.

Mari could also accuse him of inducement to crimminal activity, for He had pointed out exactly where the tree was to be found. If He had said nothing, generation upon generation would have passed on this earth without anyone giving the slightest interest in the forbidden fruit, since the tree was presumably in a forest full of similar trees, and therefore, of no particular value.

But God had proceeded quite differently. He had devised a rule, and then found a way of persuading someone to break it, merely in order to invent Punishment”

there are obvious loopholes in that theory but i still think it’s really interesting.






le kwa simi

okay havent blogged in A WHILE

lets see.

last last fridaywent to my cousin’s ROM.

i sped walk all they way home to rush off to the ROM and i was there the earliest. sigh.

but its all good. cos i got to see channie!

DSC00460 clever girl.

last last sat i think i went town with my sis. bought a shirt and i think my first tank top. after a long day of shopping wet to her friend’s house for dinner at panjang. then swung by to see channine again!


i witnessed her first attempts to crawl. 🙂


then last week was pretty blah. just school and back for 4 days. then NDP on friday. played swat with gisele for hours to complete 2 elite missions. sigh i suck.

oh yesterday me and my sis originally wanted to got to ECP. then on the bus passing through town there, we saw a flea market. and we could not resist.

and it was a good call! i bought prob my grad night dress for a super worth it 8 bucks and this lovely keychain.DSC00494

its so exquisite. also 8 bucks.


so then we threw away the ECP idea and walked around town.

ate dinner at billy bombers


when walking near the singapore river i saw this luminous cloud

DSC00488 haze maybe?


okay i prob should say sth about national day.

( i love blogging. forces me to refelct)


i think with many singpaoreans we have the “don’t know what you’ve got till its gone’ feel.

and it cant be helped. no amout of war stories, excessive campaigning or parades is gonna change the way we feel : nothing.

we have never fought for singapore. we have not done more than what the country wants us to do.


when it comes to singapore, everything can be looked at 2 perspectives.

1. our culture

a unique/ myriad of diverse culture OR total absense of a single unifying  distinguished culture.


2.our securty

unparalled. low crime rates OR vulnerable as hell. a scraping of a bomb could kill us all.


3.freedom of speech

ok this one. sensitive issue


4. our service level

world class service OR uncourteous arrogant ppl that rank one of the lowest in courtesy levels in SEA.


5. use of english

our english standards are actually much higher than angmo countries/ wide use of singlish crude and a ear sore.


so how do i really feel about singapore?

its a good place to be challenged. to work. to study. push yourself to the next level.

its a bad place to LIVE. hard to relax. you cant go fishing/ look at scenery/ climb mountains. you can however, go shopping, go flyer, sentosa, go shopping.

even though you don’t exactly need to live next to a moutaint to feel relaxed, i think our lack  of connection with nature is really bad. its prob why we feel no connection with singapore as a land but rather a place perfectly designed by modern man and his money making ambitions.



totally spoils the momentum but here are pics of my parents when they were like 20.