Monthly Archives: November 2006

One more day

I just wanted to say what an awful morning it has been thus far, and really hardly any morning has even passed. When I woke up and stumbled to the kitchen to parch my thirst, I saw to my absolute horror my new frocks strewn in the corner on the floor with all sorts of yucky used clothes. Marian my darling sister (yes I say this with bitterness) had decided to clear the shared cabinet and pulled out all the clothes that didn’t belong to her and threw them in with the rest of the washing. Hoping that they weren’t dirty, I fished them out in a vain attempt to stop more germs from crawling onto them but was sadly informed that there was no use doing so as the wash contained such unsterile items as my brother’s pee-y underpants. Hurrah. And then, in the car, my dad informed me that my grandfather has colon cancer. FUCKING HELL. Why is everyone getting cancer? There’s is something wrong with the world. I want to shout and scream and beg them to stop. Beg who?

And then my dad warned me for the umpteenth time that I “had better” get my As this year. Whereupon I felt the stress and fear seize my neck and shoulders and I wanted to say I’m trying, but what if I can’t? How do you think that makes me feel about myself? How easy do you think it is?

And for the umpteenth time I tried to calm myself down by telling myself that I could only do my best but for the life of me I cannot fathom how my father believes he can help the situation by threatening me. Honestly it makes me want to cry. Or cry. Which is really what I’m doing now, in the study area no less.

God help me.



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i’m really good at wasting time.

SAT Question:

Ang Mo Guys are to Singapore Girls
____ are to Cai Baos.
Answer: Botanic Gardens People.
In such short supply already can?

*pissed off look*


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If you have the time, or after exams, go rent His Girl Friday from your nearest VideoEzy and watch it! Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell in this absolute gem of a black & white comedy movie that mostly satires the 4th Estate. They don’t make ’em like this anymore. Sadness.


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In lieu of studying.

My sisters bought me Lisa Ono’s Romance Latino vol 3 for my birthday!!!! So cute right? They are (mostly) adorable. Anyway I really like it… upbeat and happy. Probably the only reason why i’m not considering the most effective suicide method right now. I wish I could teleport to Havana and dance with cute Cuban guys in some public water fountain thing ala Dirty Dancing 2. *grin* Water necessarily means that their shirts will be translucent and naturally they are all yum and not flubby. Aiyah what am I talking about ah.

These beats are impossible to resist. *snaps fingers* Mmmm.

By the way, Thanksgiving also happened to be on my birthday this year…it changes from year to year. Naturally we don’t celebrate it… it’s an Amercian thing something about the pilgrims?? (My knowledge is limited to what Jess, Liz & Lila did in Sweet Valley Kids) Anyway, we still have lots to be thankful for don’t we? Singapore should have like a Coolie Day or Fresh Off the Boat (FOB) Day or its equivalent. Actually, I’m just thinking about the Turkey and the Stuffing and the Cranberry Sauce. YUM!

One of the craft-related blogs I enjoy blog stalking belongs to this lady from Portland who has just listed all her Thankgiving food and I am very envious. It has strengthened my resolve to make Pumpkin Pie and Apple Cheesecake.

And guess what? The little christmas tree countdown widget on my dashboard has just sprouted teensy little colourful baubles! It gets more and more decorated as Christmas approaches how cool is that? *grin* My dashboard is like some freakish kitschy christmas wonderland now what with the ring of virtual christmas fairy lights n’all but I dun care! It makes me happy everytime I press F12 even if it’s just to search what a negotiable instrument is, exactly.

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Strike while the iron’s hot

So do you think if I add comments by “leading academic commentators” in my essays and those “leading academic commentators” mark my paper, they will be more inclined in my favour? I mean, really, short of doing morally objectionable things it’s the most I can do.

BAH. Evidence was impossible to finish. I swear it’s not humanly possible. I think my right hand got a good workout just trying to force out a barely legible script. 😦 Well, if their eyesight deteriorates trying to read my handwriting I hope they realise that it’s only because they hardly gave us a fair amount of time. Totally not my fault. Hurmph.

*sigh* On to banking. A few more days to…. Freedom? Hardly.

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are such self-centred occasions. You kind of feel, even subconciously, that it’s a trump card to everything, an immunity, an indestructible patina that lasts but a day. It seems that during those 24 hours, you reign as Queen of the chronos and in everything deferred to. It’s almost embarrassing- I mean honestly, what did you do to deserve this? Get born? What did you have to do with it? If anything, your mom should be celebrated, her labour recognised and respected and you should be the one thanking her for going through an inordinate amount of pain to bring you, kicking and screaming into the world.

But oh well that’s the way it is and that’s the way it will be. And I certainly won’t complain about the birthday coronation that took place yesterday- Tim and I took the day off, from studying, from the exams just to escape and spend time with each other. It was so nice. I’d missed him so much even though he’d be right next to me while I was studying…there might’ve been an ocean between us. James Bond is really good go catch it! The girls are super hot though Daniel Craig himself is not really my type…too…burly? The girls have gorrgeousss gowns…totally droolworthy. Those alone are worth the ticket price. Sophie Marceau is still the gorgeousest of the Bond Girls in my opinion. She has this allure which she carries with her- she’s not strikingly beautiful from the start but the more you look the more you want to look- I like people like that.

After that we went for dinner at a secret place which turned out to be Les Amis Au Jardin. Unfortunately I don’t have any pictures of the place or food but really, it’s a bit tacky to be taking pictures in such swank places isn’t it? Suffice to say it was wonderful. And whoever said fine dining can’t make you full obviously hasn’t come here. We were stuffed. It was like…this yummy seaweed cracker thing, warm bread (sourdough, walnut, tomato?) with this nice creamy butter, salmon mousse with caviar, wagyu beef with truffle shavings, duck liver with unagi and horseradish, wagyu beef cheek with caramelised onions, parrot fish in bouillabaissse with beluga caviar, chocolate gauteau with pistachio ice cream, cheese gateau with berry sauce and yogurt sobert, petit fours. Um, did I mention we were kind of full after that? The place is beautiful too, so well appointed. Romantic, colonial style. Very weddingish looking with all that white linen, candles and blush pink roses and white orchids. It was a pleasure just sitting there underneath that sparkling chandelier. Service was impeccable too and Tim complimented deserving waiters.

We walked through the Botanic Gardens after that…to none other than the Bukit Timah Campus! hahaha…quite funny. I was joking that he was going to bring me there and he did! Botanics at night is scarwey…don’t go alone please. *shudder* There are dim lights maybe every 10 metres on that ulu stretch where we walked from Au Jardin to Cluny Gate- I daren’t even look up at the shadowy trees in fear that I might see something I didn’t want to. Yes I’m a fraidy cat and I totally admit it. Anyway when we got there everyone was still hard at work studying which made me think of the day that had gone by without a single word read and made me feel a little ill. Then checked modules- I didn’t get CTR!!!!!!!!!! *sobs* I got CCG and I don’t know if I should do it… *sighness* People who got CTR are so lucky. Anyway we have a little birthday thing in the mooting room with the law folk…the mooting room has a bed and a fridge- a freaking self sufficient bomb shelter. Tell me is life unfair or what? We have to fight for power points in the study area and these guys have a bed and a fridge. haha anyway. As usual it’s embarrassing to be sung a birthday song to but thanks guys!! Love you all study hard and do well though I’m sure you will. Not so sure about myself though seeing as how didn’t do any work yesterday! AHHHhhh the reality of it is just sinking in.

Anyway! Tim got me the beautiful Liz Saintsing bag I fell in love with at Quintessential. I’ve been stroking the silkscreened leather- the green magpie (i have yet to name it), the delicate cherry blossoms. I still can’t believe it’s mine.

The best thing about the day was Tim. Even now, I can’t believe he’s mine. 😉
Thanks darling.

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Sparkle Me

Suzy was a winner
At every end of year dinner
Drinking the sea and then laughing loudly
Her eyes were made of sequins
They lined up just like penguins
To flap their wings and then kiss her feet

But you, fall on me, and watch TV
Pass me the phone, I need a conversation
You’re feeling down, just like this town
Your eyes they always sparkle me with love

Alice was a poser
The kind who’d take her clothes off
And sit in a room full of frozen faces
I heard she went to find God
In the Indian sub-continent
It’s mad she had to go so far

But you, fall on me, and watch TV
Pass me the phone, I need a conversation
You’re feeling down, just like this town
Your eyes they always sparkle me with love

Now I’m no Jackanory
But this is allegory
We run to the world but we creep indoors
And I know I need you more now
To run and never turn around
Sparkle the world with what Alice found

And you, fall on me, and smash the TV
Rip out the stupid phone, we need a conversation
You feel this time, to be just mine is
To shake the world alive

I love this song…I have no idea what it means but strangely enough it’s still one of those where you just lie back and bathe in the music and your heart gives a great big sigh… that finally, someone gets it.

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