MY 200th POST. congrats-me-doo-doo-dum.


I spent one hour plus with Chlo dearest after church talking about stereotypes we dislike. Let me name a few:

1. Girls who don't act their age. 10 year olds pretending to have boyfriends who are asking them for sex and all, please.

2. Guys who have chopstick legs (already) but choose to further emphasize it to make them look like toothpicks by wearing SKINNIES. -disgusting.-

3. Girls who are 'Ah-lians' who act weak in front of guys. Please, when do guys ever dig that.

4. Guys who are such EMOs they take zi-lian pictures with stupid ugly dramatic poses.

5. Girls who photoshop their pictures and put STUPID BRAINLESS CAPTIONS. to name a few examples, "if love is a crime, i'll be your criminal" or, "You're my addiction". PLEASE. mygoodness.

6. Girls who pretend to be homoz. so AA please.

7. Girls who don't dress appropriately for church.

8. Girls who put so much mascara - their eyelashes look like a black chunk, AND they add on Fake eyelashes. Mygosh, are you trying to shelter your eyes from the rain.


all in all, i hate people like me, who stereotype people as stereotypes.


The irony of it all.

Today, i just got down to thinking about the darkest period of my life (so far).

Have you had a period in your life where - if you think back now, most of it would be gray, and painful to even think about.

I've had mine. 'twas several months after my mom passed away, at that point, i was also trying to recover from a breakup with someone very dear. That was the same period i had trouble coping with my studies (Sec 3. tough year.)

Year 2003.


That was the year i had suicidal thoughts. That was the year i broke the most dishes. That was the year i cried the most and the hardest. That was the year where i spent most nights crying myself to sleep. That was the year where i experienced wanting someone so badly. That was also the year i struggled most with everything at home. That was the year i considered dying - i thought about how i should die. And i wondered, would he come to my funeral if i died.


Ah, those adolescent years. those morbid thoughts. those dark days. those gray memories.


dtjw. its time i let go.



OKAY! enough morbidity. :) Jesus will save me.

Today's Christmas! :)

So, i'd like to bless you with two Hotpugs.

In case you didn't know, Pugs are my favourite breed. Their worried faces and flat noses are an absolute love-thing-sort-of-thing. Don't understand right? Never mind.



A Merry Christmas to all!

Even if you're stuck in the smelliest poop, wrapped in the sandpaperest skin, stuffed in the smallest container, smeared on the grossiest wall, juiced in the rustiest juicer, squeezed in the air-tightest ziplock bag,

I hope your Christmas has been meaningful, if not, i pray that your Christmas next year *long pause* will be more meaningful that all the Christmases that you've ever had!

Sometimes i think, i should forget.

But if i do, then there'll be a huge vacuum/hole/abyss/void in my memories.

Then i think, i should let go.

But if i do, then there might be a day i'd regret letting go.

So i think, maybe i should stay put.

But if i do, i'd decompose in my own flesh and rot in the memories of you. (morbidly un-true)

So. Tell me, what would you like me to do?

Because if i don't decide, the next time you come back, I'm gonna waver and lose my balance. And if i ever do fall, again, i'd be a branded a fool. The biggest fool for you.



THIS IS JUST EMO CRAP. SO PLEASE, IGNORE THIS. Go interest yourself with other stuff such as this.

Hello All! :)

Its Christmas Eve already. Too fast.

This year's Christmas - doesn't feel like Christmas. No idea why, but its something internal. I think.

I've been missing so many people (Majority Vietnamese), I've been so caught up with the D-arc ('Arc' for anime talk. 'Phase' for normal talk. 'D' is for me to know.). Thinking about D has taken up too much time, and i'm glad its gonna be over soon. Its a bittersweet feeling. I hate Bittersweet stuff - Except of course, Chocolat Noir.

I really miss Vietnam, the streets, the air, the people, the rooms, the places, the roundabouts, the pollution, the dogs, the tiles, the forklifts, the security guards, the tea, the coffee, the dinners, the homecooked dinners, the motorbikes, the rain, the 'neighbourhood', the Parksons Shopping Centre, the internet cafe, and. The Love.


Its all about the love.


My friends from Vietnam still call and stuff, and i feel so happy and warm when they call. But papa just told me that my 3-min call to Vietnam costed 22 bucks. So, i've decided, until i get a overseas calling card, i won't answer any more calls. And, it really pains me to leave a call (from Vietnam) ringing until all thats left is just "1 missed call".




And i hate to say that i don't feel Christmasy on Christmas Eve, because Christmas is my favourite season. And i'd have to wait a whole year for another Christmas - so i really don't wanna let this go.


Why am i not receptive to the Christmas Spirit. Am i missing the real meaning of Christmas?

I'm so screwed. How did i even get started on Bleach.. AGAIN.

URGH.

(thinks to self: there are 152 episodes on crunchyroll. and i'm at ep 132. which means i got 20 more.)

Ep 132 is a damn good filler :D even though its a filler, its a Good filler.

(Warning: Bimbotism comin' right up.)

HITSUGAYA IS SO COOL! WALA HALA HALA HALA. with that bleached hair and OMY!

AND O! KISUKE URAHARA! WALA WALA WALA WALA! (he's my phone wallpaper. >,<)

*throws heart-shaped confetti* (i got that from Xuan)





YOKAY. thats enough bimbotism for.... one day. teehee. toohoo.

Happy Hari Raya, Ros! and all other muslim friends reading ziz post. <3

TODAY, Papa has the day off, so he pestered me last night to help him clean up the house today. So i did. And since his shoulder hurt, i got assigned the mopping job cos its harder work.

So i mopped and scrubbed and mopped and scrubbed the kitchen floor. And now its SO MUCH CLEANER! mygoodness. but it was not an easy feat man, i think i burnt some calories back there. After all the scrubbing, Papa walked into the kitchen and exclaimed, "WOW! SO CLEAN AH!!"

I think i'm gonna forbid my grandmama to cook in my kitchen - ever again.

Anyway. There was a really funny conversation that went on whilst mopping. Papa was incharge of Vacuuming. So, he'd vacuum then i'd mop.

Me (Mopping and prespiring): Papa!

Papa (was done Vacuuming, so he was sitting and resting): Ha?

Me: You didn't vacuum the floor underneath the pail right >: (

Papa: I did! I did!

Me: NO you didn't! There was a dead fly and a dust bunny there. >: (

Papa: ... (some gibberish) (He was guilty)

Me: HAH! Trying to cheat ha!

-end of convo-

its funny to see how things have changed. usually for that kinda conversation, i'm the cheater.


OKAY. Papa's making me go bathe.

Cell was definitely great fun, watching all the ladies sing Christmas Carols at the top of their lungs. And how they'd try to gradually sing the choruses louder and all, Really peaks the Christmas mood!

To my project group, i'm sorry i wasn't able to join you guys in the afternoon :(

Just a bit of reflection. I was watching Channel 5, and Mark Richmond was giving updates for the ASEAN Games. And they showed this clip of Singapore's Proudest moments for this season of games. And i couldn't help but feel proud of Singapore - or maybe, i feel proud of the people standing with their Gold medals, with Singapore's flag on their backs, bowing to the cheering crowds.

Its pretty amazing. and it gives me goosebumps.

To you: I'm happy! :) I don't miss you that much anymore. And i'm happy about that :)


So. Today tons of stuff happened. I slept for two hours in the morning, then i woke up at 4am to continue working on my report. Then i bathed like madness, and i rushed down to school. Reached at 7am. and continued with my report. Then rush like mad again. And ah. Long story, but i managed to get my report submitted (30mins late).

Anyway, after all that mad-rushing, my adrenaline was all gone, and i was as grouchy as can be. I felt like all the fatigue accumulated from the past week chose to self-reveal today. its like, for the past week i've been sleeping 4+ hours every night. Plus, today morning i was plagued with a BIG bad flu. My voice is still a little off.

Anyway. I was supposed to meet Joel for dinner today, but his camp called him back earlier. So :( we had to cancel. But i'm quite confident we'll go out again soon. :)

And FYP meeting was quite fun. :D all the ghost stories about dolls and pontianaks.

Then i came home, and i was surfing the net and then i heard from the TV outside my room - JEFF CHANG'S CONCERT NEXT MARCH! and they were playing all his oldies, and thats how i was able to recognise even though my room door was closed. I wanted to go, quite badly, but i knew Jeff Chang-ers my age were a RARE case. RARE.

So i went to youtube and started watching all his MVs, and of course, sang along with my ko-yak voice. Then Xuan saw my "i love JEff Chang" nick.

and.............................................................................


turns out she's a Jeff Chang-er too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THATS ONE OF THE TWO BEST NEWS I'VE HEARD SO FAR. WE GOT ALL EXCITED AND WE HAVE DECIDED TO SAVE UP FOR JEFF-CHANG'S CONCERT NEXT YEAR SO WE CAN GET GOOD SEATS!!! :D

Well. the Second really-good news is that........................................

I found out yesterday that G loves YANNI TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMYGOODNESS. YANNI Fans are rarer than rare. but i don't expect alot of people to know/like Yanni since his music is contemp Classical. But can you imagine my shock when i played one of his songs and i said it was by Yanni, and G gave me the wide-eyed look and said, "G, I love Yanni!"

WOAH WO-AH. WOOOO-AHHHHH.


Music is love, is life.

I remember, i wrote a song very long ago. Just two verses. But its who God is to me. So here:

His love is fresh like the dew drops in the morning,
His faithfulness is for eternity.
His joy is warm - like the warmest streak of sunshine in the sky
O, i'm so in love with Him.

Though there'll be trials and battles to fight,
I know my Lord will walk with my for life.
He'll hold my hand, and wipe my tears, He'll take away my fears.
O, i'm so in love with Him.

~

I'm...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................



Tired.

Although i've left Vietnam for more than a week already, it seems my blogger thingy is still... reminiscing. Look.



Anyway. it brings back memories of Vietnam :) kinda sweet.

OKAY. so i was reading up some stuff on Wikipedia. And after some clicking, i came to the article about "Bubble Tea".

I read the entire article.

Its weird to see how elaborated Bubble Tea can get when it is explained in proper english. I mean, its just a drink with Tapioca Balls in it. But Wiki has a whole article on it, explaining things like the special big straws, the gummy texture and size of the pearls, the different kinds of drinks and flavours offered, and how ice-blended drinks should be consumed faster than the tea-drinks cos the coldness would cause the pearls to harden which makes it "less enjoyable to chew". Quite funny ay. :D

O, and I always thought that the drink was called Bubble Tea because the Bubbles referred to the Pearls since they're round and they occasionally float around in the drink. ITS NOT AY! the "Bubble" refers to the bubbles floating on the drink as a result from shaking it to mix the tea with the syrup. >_< what a revelation.

Knock yourself out, CLICK.

My bum is collecting more fats because my brain refuses to tell my body to stand up and get moving.

But thats okay. i'm gonna go for a jog tonight.

My brain has not been thinking much since i got back. Adapting to Singapore Life has not been easy. Just like how when i went back to school yesterday - everything felt alien. Everything. The noises everywhere - which were once mere sounds - were too much to bear. The canteen, the benches, outside the LTs.. everywhere. I just miss the serenity of Vietnam. But then again, Vietnam is anything but serene. The traffic is one good and very big example.

SO.

Since i got back, my brain has been plagued with pieces of Vietnam. Then, just as if Vietnam was not enough, a piece of History came back. And so, for the past 6 days, my mind has been soaked through with Vietnam and that piece of History. and my body has been plagued with Nausea.

I was told to work at church this Sunday. At first i was quite okay with it, cos i wasn't really thinking when i agreed to work. Then after some time, i really wanted to attend Worship. At least Worship. But... i can't. Cos we're shorthanded. So. I'm praying that God will teach my Spirit to be obedient. I wanna enjoy work. I really want to.

Funny how everyone i've met so far carries the same expected conversation which would typically go like this:

Me: Hello ____!

Person: HEY! YOU'RE BACK!

My Evil Brain thinks: Doh. I'm standing in front of you.

Me: Yep :)

Person: When were you back?

Me: Sunday :)

Person: So, how was your trip?

Me: Loved it. Didn't wanna come back, but I was forced to. *smiles*

Person: *Laughs out loud*

My evil Brain thinks: I wasn't joking.




I can be quite evil. I know.

TROI OI. TROI OI. TROOOOOI OI.

I just revisited my Archives and read that One post about you that i blogged last year.


I CAN'T BELIEVE AFTER ONE YEAR, I'M BACK WHERE I AM.


I'm gonna rip my hair out. Either that, or i'll just sing Bic Runga's 'Sway' so loudly you can hear me from Mulberry Ave.

So. Today's only the third day of school, and i was stuck there till 10.30pm.

Although this term's timetable is EXTREMELY slackish.................

Monday: 1 Tutorial
Tuesday: No class
Wednesday: 1 lecture, 1 tutorial
Thursday: 1-hr lecture
Friday: No class

(Technically, "No class" doesn't mean no class, because we are supposed to visit our assigned company to work on our Major Project. BUT. Our company has requested us to go down as little as possible. They'd rather us do Tele-conferencing. So we can do our work ANywhere, so long as there's a speaker phone of some sort.)

BUT.... I can foresee a hectic (final) term. For one, i'm only on my first week and i have this much to do:

Thursday: Complete Vietnam Exhibition
Friday: Present Exhibition, and prepare for Presentation next day
Saturday: Oral Presentation for OSIP, meeting with YPC advisors and Committee
Sunday: Chiong OSIP Report
Monday: Hand in OSIP Report
Tuesday - Thurs: Complete FILA-thing for Major Project
Friday: Submit weekly report for Major Project
Saturday: Rest my butt off.


I can see why Aaron's so stressed.

Anywaay. To my two biggest loves in TP - Aaron and Gavin:

Aaron my love, don't worry please. You know you can count on the 2 Gs. We're your Egg Yolks, dude. Even if you don't do well, even if you screw up everything, You know we'll be there for you. I promise (on behalf of Prata-G, too.).

Gavin my prata-love. I loooooooooove you, Prata Boy!

I'm glad we met up.

I'm glad we talked.


Thank you.


-
Don't Stray.
Don't Ever Go Away.
- 'Sway' by Bic Runga

Its funny how people whom you think have disappeared for life can try to contact you when you're in Vietnam, and then just the day after you're back, they manage to get you on the phone.

Anyway. Much can be learnt from watching the National Geographic Channel, here's some valuable animally information for all you animal lovers:


Elephants

1. Elephants have the longest gestation period. While a typical human's gestation period lasts for 9 months, an elephant's last for 22 months.

2. Elephants were evolved from animals that live in the sea.

3. The elephant's trunk contains 39000+++ more muscles than in an entire human body. It can uproot trees with just its trunk.

4. A baby elephant takes about a year to fully learn how to control its trunk.

Dogs

1. It is possible for a litter of puppies to be from different dads. Because when a dog mates, the eggs from a female doggie is usually not 'ripe'. So the sperm will attach itself of the uterus walls to wait for the eggs to ripen. When the eggs ripen, the sperms will then dash to fertilize it. So, during the wait, mummy dog could have mated with different daddy dogs. Hieu Khong?

2. The largest birth from doggies so far is a litter of 24 puppies. SHOCKING.

3. When a puppy is born, the mummy eats the placenta - This is a crucial and important step to end the gestation period as the chemicals from the placenta will trigger the mummy's body to produce milk for her puppies. Hence.

4. A Dog's whiskers are more sensitive than a human's fingertips, and they serve to protect its eyes. According to Nat Geo, if you touch a Dog's whiskers, it will cause its eyes to blink. :D


Dolphins

1. Dolphins are the only organisms other than humans who can have sex for pleasure. In other words, they can mate 365 days a year, while other animals just mate when they're in heat.

2. Foreplay for Dolphins last a few hours, but the act of the intercourse itself only lasts a few seconds. Its too dangerous in the ocean.

3. Sea Water kills Dolphin-Sperms, so during the mating session, both dolphins would come so close to each other that it is.. water-tight.

4. Dolphin Ancestors are a breed of Dogs (in the prehistoric era) that used to fish in rivers but they live on land. Hence, during the Gestation Period, Dolphin-Foetuses grow legs, but the legs are retracted sometime before birth. Which means that Dolphins were once land animals.




If you're wondering why everything above has to do with Sperms, Eggs, Gestations, Mummies, Daddies and Babies, Its because i was watching 'In The Womb: Animals'.

I'm home. Singapore-Home.

Don't get me wrong, i love Singapore.

But Vietnam... feels so much like home too. So much.

I miss everyone so much.

My last moments outside the hotel were.. a little sad. There were some funny moments though. Like how our luggages were so heavy that when they were loaded on to the taxi, the taxi actually moved by itself.

But then, i was supposed to meet someone for the last time before I leave. I told him i was leaving at 6am, so if he could make it before 6, he'd call. Then i called him at 5.50am. The line got cut off halfway. I had the impression he overslept. So we left for the airport. At 6.17am he called me, just when i arrived at the airport. I told him i was at the airport. And he said "Oh... Anh.. Hotel." He sounded so sad, i could feel the sad-waves transmitting thru the phone. Turns out he rushed to the hotel. But we left.

Then when i reached Singapore, i felt a little depressed. But thank God for my famille. My dad, Korkor, aunty leng. They were all there to pick me up. And everyone was happy and chatty, made me feel better. We had lunch and all. Then when i got home, i totally dreaded the unpacking part. Totally. I hate unpacking.

Everything smelt like Room 504, the clothes, the books, the bags, the plastic bags, the socks, the papers. Everything. Then, he called. And he asked how was i. And the normal stuff. But i started tearing. And i couldn't stop!

Everything was all grey. gray. I went to my kitchen, it was drizzling. And i stood by the kitchen window for a little while to smell the air - as usual. Everything i smelt, everything i saw. Everything in reality, was replaced by memories of Vietnam.
I said a little prayer to God, asking for strength, asking for his protection for the people i love and left. I prayed that i would not be overwhelmed by memories.

And thats how much i miss Vietnam.

i'm 2 + 5 + 3.5 + 2.2 + 1.8 + 4.5

I think that adds up to 19. If it doesn't, then cancel that. I'm 19.


First of all, THANK YOU NAT. I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOOOOU.

It was the night of 15th November. And we decided we were not gonna sleep that night. So we dropped by the bookshop to go crazy a little. We ended up buying 32 pens for our friends at the office. It was GREAT shopping. :D

Then, Nat insisted on buying cake to Happy-Birthday me, so we went to Gloria Jeans, I got Chocolate Cake, and she got Tiramisu. Then... we realised we had no Candles. So we went back to the bookshop to get candles. But since we didn't know where the candles were, Nat suggested i look on the second floor while she took the first. And so, we got candles!

Then we went back to the hotel, continued with Project:Pen. Then, at 12am, We celebrated me turning 19! :D It was a simple but absolutely wonderful celebration. I loved it. THANK YOU LOVE.

Then after Nat was done singing my birthday song, she presented me with my present! It was the 2008 organiser i was eyeing at the bookshop. And guess when she got it. When i was up there looking for candles on the 2nd and 3rd floor. HOW SLY SIA. :D LOVE YOU FOR THAT, BABE.

THEN we watched Supernatural, freaked ourselves out a little. And we slept. and went to work! :D

So, as we entered the warehouse, as usual, all the Security Guards were all there, plus the Store Assistants. Then I walked in.. and some of them started applauding and singing Happy-Birthday!!! I got so embarrassed. Hehehe.

Then for the rest of the day, the Security guards were all saying happy Birthday and all. extremely sweet. :D

THEN!! OUR COCONUTS ARRIVED! :D WOOHOO! o. i forgot to mention, we (nat and i) decided to buy coconuts for everyone. as a surprise of course, to celebrate my birthday. and we ordered 35 Jelly Coconuts! :D So everyone got a coconut. And we were both very happy people. :D

So the day went on, and i was discussing some work stuff with my Supervisor, then, the Supplier Lady (who works at the office too. who happens to be very rich.) came and discretely asked my Supervisor for my name and Age. Then about half an hour later, SHE CAME BACK TO THE OFFICE WITH A HUUGE CAKE. O MY GOODNESS.

BEfore i knew it, all the porters outside gathered just outside the office to take pictures and all. MY GOODNESS. Then, before i knew it, the Warehouse Leader started looking thru their CD collection for their version of Happy-Birthday. And he played it on so loudly!! my gosh.

Then all the staff gathered to sing Happy Birthday. And i gave half the cake to the Security Guards and Porters outside, the other Half was shared among the staff inside the office.

These are the people i wanna thank and hug (if possible):

Nat love.
Ms Thuy (Supervisor)
Ms Thuy (Supplier)

(Sister) Chi: Ngan, Tao, Van, Dang, Luan, Thuy.

(Brother) Anh: Trung, Trung, Duy, Yan, Giau, Do, Duoc, Dung, Tung, Phong, Tinh, Diem, Khanh, Canh, And so many more.

I love all. Love love love love all.


So much, i can't even bear the thought of leaving Vietnam.

This post shall be read discretely and left undiscussed.

For that brief moment 2 actually sounded serious. Which left me baffled. How else am i supposed to respond. There was You, and there was me. If you're saying it just as everyone else is, then i'll treat you like everyone else. But don't say it, and turn around and ask me. Because it changes everything.



Tam Biet Anh Do.

Alo Alo! :)

This week has been great. Work has been a breeze plus some nice clouds and wind.

Since our Supervisor didn't have ANYTHING for us to do at all, we (nat plus me) decided to just go and station ourselves at some places to learn the operations/kill time.

SO, i figured the office stuff would be boring, i moved myself outside, to the security desk where customers collect their goods there and inspection is done. I LOVE IT THERE! okay, other than the smoking which gave me a few asthmatic problems, everything is good. I love it. The people there are a crazy bunch. The Security guards, store assistants, and Customers, and Drivers, and Porters. Love love love them all.

It saddens me to know that only when we're leaving Vietnam, then we start to really know every single Porter. Because i love them all (especially... HEH HEH HEH.). I feel like now, those whom we aren't that close to initially are slowly opening up. And they joke and play with us and ask us to eat with them at meals.. they let us try their food. They make me drink their tea with them, and taught me to shout "Jiam Feng Jiam!" when i drink tea. They listen to my MP3, they take my lonely planet and attempt to learn English. They are so.... them. <3

Today Nat and i went shopping, Clothes - yes, but the highlight of the day was... STATIONERY. CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW HAPPY WE WERE WHEN MOST OF THE PENS COST ABOUT 40 cents. MY GOODNESS. WE WERE ON A FRENZY. At one point NAt was carrying so many pens in one hand, she couldn't hold another. And some man gave her a basket to put her pens. but the pens look quite... obiang. BUT WHO CARES. THEY WRITE WELL AND THEY ARE CHEAP CHEAP CHEAP. :D

After we FINALLY walked out of the bookshop, we were all groggy and so tired because of the Adrenaline rush we had buying pens.

Anyhow. Next friday's my 19th. and somehow. All the Porters seem to know, Plus the Security Guards. and they keep reminding me about it. Funny. They would say, "Genevieve, Moey Sao, Hey-pee-Birt-Day!" Of course, Genevieve sounds more like.. "Cheh lee fee" :D Totally love it. And someone called me one day and said in Vietnamese that he'll be going to the Warehouse on the 16th to celebrate my birthday! AH!! i'd better not get my hopes up. My aoratic pump has no room for disappointment.

Okay. I miss Singaporeans tons. Okay! Tam Biet! :D

WOW. SO MANY TAGS. :)

Nice to hear from fellow Singaporeans.

For this week, i've been watching ALOT of Discovery and Nat Geo and Animal Planet.

So much that i know, the Airbus A380 - world's biggest Airliner, has been delayed for 2 years, But Singpore - the Launch Customer is still staying faithful with our purchase of 10 A380s, in fact, Singapore intends to buy 9 more. Way to go Singapore!

Anyhow, it surprises me to know that everytime i hear Singapore's name on any of the channels, i feel a teensy bit pround, and homesick. Not so much of the homesickness though. I like Viet.

Like, i heard Singapore on Nat Geo's 'World's busiest Port'. Then i heard alot of Singapores during the 5-hour run for the Airbus A380 thing. Singapore's quite good ay.

Sigh. feel a little moody today. i need some..... Ca phe Sur da. Coffee with Milk and ice. Or rather. i need some Jesus.

So Many issues i need to deal with. I'm worried about the presentation for the company - Presenting to the Board of Management is no small deal. I'm leaving Viet soon.. Somehow i feel stressed. then there's the report, even more stress. and the School's Presentation, More stress. YPC - thats some subconscious Stress. and Some.. other Stress - Stress due to fear that i will be disappointed. Stress knowing that i'm gonna miss some people so so so much when i leave. Stress knowing that i MIGHT never come back again.

The thing is, i don't miss Singapore that much because i know i'll have to go back someday - and that day is coming so soon. And even IF one day i migrate somewhere else, i'll still be part of Singapore. But i KNOW i'm already missing this place because when i leave, i May never come back again. Argh. i feel weak when i think of leaving this place.

O yes, when you're in different countries, you look different. Yes or no? When i'm in Singapore, People think i'm from Indo, China, Cambodia, Myanmar..

But when i'm in Viet. People just Assume i'm Korean or Jap, and they say.. Konnichiwa. and Arigato. And some other Jap stuff i dont understand.


I'm Singaporean. A Proud Singaporean.

Today's Mummy's 5th Death Anniversary. :)

And its the first time i'm not in Singapore on this day.

Ney. Its nothing much.

I miss my mummy. Of course, not just today. I miss her everyday.

I miss how she used to spend so much effort cooking dinner. She can't really cook well, My dad cooks absolutely wonderful, but my mum - not so much of a cook.

There was once, she cooked dinner, and we didn't touch one of the dishes. And she happened to cook Alot for that dish. And she got so upset cos we didn't eat it. :( I miss her. I still remember what that dish looked like. its Ma-Po Tofu.

I remember, when i was in Primary school, she came back during her lunch hour to have lunch with me, and then bring me down to wait for the school bus. But she came home to find me crying, because i didn't want to go to school cos there was this guy - he hit me really hard on my head. Big bully. And my mum was so angry (with that boy) she brought me to school that day, and went to talk to my teacher. My mum's so good.

I remember, when i was young, in Primary school, she'd pick me up at school every Friday to bring me to Piano class. And i'd look for her face in the crowd at the school. And she'd always be smiling and waving at me. :D I miss her so.

I remember, there was once we bought pineapple, and she cut it for both of us. And, turns out it wasn't ripe. So we both got our tongues Numb. And we both went to bed with Numb Tongues. It wasn't much, but it's a memory i love.

I remember how she would make coffee every morning in her Big Pale Green mug. and she'd teach me how to make coffee. After i tried Coffee and totally loved it, she'd allow me to have coffee on weekends. :) Thank you Mummy for letting me drink Coffee.

I remember when i was younger, and she was cutting my nails for me, and because i fidget-ed a little cos i was trying to write with my other hand, She cut off a chunk of flesh from my finger. And i was bleeding so much. She felt so bad, she dried my hair and put me to bed. When i asked her, "Mummy, how come don't need to wash?" (Cos i hated the washing part. Especially when the wound in on the knee.) She said, "Don't need to wash, meimei, Cos there's too much blood." And i remembered looking at the plaster which was already soaked. I Love her for that memory. :)

There was another time, she was bringing me downstairs to wait for the school bus, and she closed the door with my fingers in the hinges. She again, felt so guilty. I love mummy.

I miss how she would kiss me goodnight, and then stay a little longer,lie in my bed, and we'd talk about school stuff, and i would make her laugh. I miss her kisses.

When i entered into Secondary school, she knew of this guy who liked me, and he'd always sms me. And she got so worried that she wrote me a letter, to tell me how sad she was because i was growing up so fast, and how she knows what its like to be in love, but i shouldn't trust guys too much too fast, cos the bad ones only want sex. And then she signed off, "Love, Papa and Mummy. (Mummy do the writing)." I'll always remember that. The letter's still in my drawer.

I remember. After i got my BCG, i went home with really high fever and the fever just wouldn't go down, she got so worried, she brought me to the Chinese Physician. And the physician poke the skin around my thumb-nail with a fat needle, and twidled in round and round. I screeeeamed like nobody's business, didn't care if the room had no door and everyone outside could hear me. But my mummy hugged my head and comforted me. i think she bought me ice-cream after that. :D Of course, the fever went down within 30mins.

I miss how she'd tell me how my hair smelt.

I miss mummy.

Mummy.

O yes. Something I LOVE about Vietnamese.

They are quite particular about Personal Hygiene.

Weird stuff Singaporeans will find amusing(okay, only some are amusing):

1. They don't fancy long nails, even if its clean long nails, most men here have really short nails. I like :)

2. People here dig their noses openly. Digging of noses/ears are as common as People Smsing in Singapore. Yes, Dig that.

3. Unlike Singapore. People here have no qualms about Sneezing openly and loudly. In Singapore, you have to sneeze as softly and as gently as possible, else you'll gather some stares. But in Vietnam, Just do it Babe.

4. People here litter like nobody's business. Like, i was drinking a coconut whilst walking along the streets one day, and i couldn't find any bins. (Yes, they don't have Bins, unlike Singapore) So i asked a lady where can i dump my emptied Coconut, and she pointed to... the ground. And Yes yes, you can say "Nah! i won't be shocked, i'll just litter la! Its more convenient anyway!" YES BUT I'M TELLING YOU, this "No Littering" Thing that the Singapore Government has birthed into every Singaporean is SO DARN EFFECTIVE. You don't even realise that the whole No-Littering thing is already programmed in your brain.

I felt so unconfortable leaving my coconut in the middle of the pavement. It was just out of my system. >.< And then the other day, someone went out to buy plasters for me, and he helped me put on the plaster in the middle of the street (Sugar Sweet) and he just threw the little wrappers and papers. Okay he didn't throw, He.. Let them fly in the wind. Yes. And i gasped whilst watching the little scraps dance in the night wind. And he looked at me all weird. Of course, i gasped with Sound.
So, even when Nat and i throw our ice-cream wrappers on the streets, we do it discretely with Guilty and uncomfortable faces. >.< We are SUCH Singaporeans.



O Yes, back to the Sneezing thing. Today i finally got it out of my system. And whilst i was waiting for the porters to Pick the goods, I felt a sneeze coming so i just .... Let go. and it wasn't even that loud. - I sneeze louder in Singapore Prease. And then they all turned and stared at me, cos they've never heard me sneeze. And i said "Xin Loi! (Excuse me)" softly. And they all laughed -_-.

So. i'm totally enjoying myself with all the new.... Practices - If i can call it that.

I'm lovin' it. Quoted from Mr. McDonalds.

HELLO BROG.

Past weeks have been okay. i'm starting to think about the last week i'm gonna spend here in Vietnam. And everytime i do think, i get very sad. I fall into Depression. NEH. heh. Not that bad yet, but i think as the day nears, it'll get worse. I can only pray that God will protect me from any form of negative emotions/feelings. Sigh.

Yesterday was good. We secretly went out with two of the hotel staff we're closer with. D and N. And they brought us out (on bikes, yes) to District 7. Cos Nat wanted to learn how to ride a bike, so N taught her, and D brought me (on his bike) .. and we just rode, around the area. It was really really nice. Really. Very. I can't stress it more. That short ride just made me fall deeper in love with Vietnam. District 7 is more ruralish, and quieter - Absolutely lovely.

And D brought me around this little neighbourhood, of pretty well built houses, like a private housing area in Singapore. But it was really quiet, and nice. and simple - like a really easy and quiet life. I adore that kinda life. Adore is the word.

Then after that, D brought us to his uncle's house which was nearby. THAT was definitely an experience to remember. His uncle rears Pigs. AND O MY. i saw the biggest pig in my entire life. Not pig - Sow. A mommy pig with 13 piglets. She's so big, i think she's as long as if i lie down. SHE'S HUGE! SO BIG. And it was such a sight, to see all her piglets feeding, and the mommy lying down. Something i'd never forget. Never.

Okay, aside from Pigs, there were also VERY SMALL puppies. and Chickens with CHICKS!! tons of them. and 3 big dogs. And O my, it was just a brilliant trip. :D i feel honoured to be brought to a Vietnamese home. Everyone should try it - of course, i'm not saying everyone will like it, but everyone will remember the experience. Its not Singaporeish, for one.

Okay. after that, we took a 30mins trip back to District one - which is the District thats most advanced, crowded, packed, singaporeish. And Yay! we had dinner. Dinner WAS GOOD. GOOD GOOD GOOD. Beef never tasted so good. Its the simplest fare, we had Beef Pho (Pronounced FUH). SO GOOD. *Slurrrp* I bet papa will Loooooove it. Its very different from the Beef Kway Teow in Singapore though. I'm not comparing which is better and all, but they're all good in their own sense/taste. :)

Then. after dinner, we were supposed to return back to our Hotel since one of them had to work. But one of them learnt that i LOOOOVE/Adore Coffee. So he brought us to have coffee by the Saigon River. SO LOMANTICA. And we just sat, and enjoyed the night sea breeze, and sipped Coffee, and talked, i guess. Totally lovely.

I enjoyed every single bit of that Sunday. Its the bestest. And we're going out with them again this sunday! :D


Sigh. See, its wonderful yet simple experiences like these that make me love Vietnam even more.




Vietnam Love. Em Yeu Viet Nam.

Do i look like a peach or something.

I've had one kiss. and two attempted kisses.

My goodness. Hahahhaa.

Someone plopped one on my hand today. So cheeky, my gosh.

And someone attempted to, last night. Even cheekier. My gosh.

Anyhow. there was a flood here last night. The rain was SO GOOD. SO HEAVY.

The flood was about knee deep - in the worst areas. And IT WAS SO COOL. Dang, Singapore will probably never have floods like these.

It was so flooded, that everyone was stuck wherever they were. People in shops were stuck in shops. People at cafes were looking out at cyclists who were pushing their bikes since the water level was too high up.
POKAY.



Taxi's here. gotta run. Bye! Don't interrogate me about the kisses.

It's a needless-to-say fact that Vietnamese love Coffee.

But i've realised they also like to ask people out for coffee, ey? :)







S'that a date.

OKAY! NO updates. Sorry!

Life is good, Vietnam is good. I love it here. and i don't wanna go home.











NEH. Kidding!










But i really don't wanna go home.






NEH!! hehe.

HELLO! XIN CHAO!

i'll only (definitely) be online every SUNDAY evening. We're making it a point to visit the internet cafe next to our hotel every sunday. So. you can find me online then. :)

I've got tons of blurry pictures :D but i can't post them up since they're in my lap. and the comp i'm using to come online is.. at a whole other place.

ANYHOW. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZACHARY! :) I love love love and miss you so very much.

AND HAPPY ONE-WEEK-AFTER-YOUR-BIRTHDAY CH-LOE CHAN!! I LOVELOVELOVE and miss you too!

Vietnam has been great. i'm really loving this country. (might not wanna return home though. TEEHEEHHEE. If only.)

It seems people here like to .. bring us out. or ask us out. "people" excludes the female race.

The guys at the warehouse are really cheeky.

We taught two security guards how to play Tai-tee despite the language barrier. we had to Charade it out.

Okay. no time to give a full update when i've got 7 Msn windows open, 58 mails to read, and a blog to update.



Once again, to Chloe:

I love you so much. You are nothing less than a sister to me. I'm sorry your birthday slipped my mind. I can't wait to watch and discuss anime stuff with you again. I miss you! :)

to Zachary:
MY dear dear dearest Zachary. I'm so proud you grew up this way - so weird and warped. It runs in our family yes. I love you so much. I'm so thankful you're family. And i can't wait to sit with you at the glass table with our laptops again.

So today’s Friday – 4th day in Vietnam. To all readers, i’m sorry i didn’t brog earlier.. We came and realised our hotel charges USD$2.50 per day for internet usage. SO. Nat and i decided that we’ll use only on weekends when we’ll be in the hotel for most of the day (provided we don’t go shopping or sight seeing.)
So, the first evening when we touched down in Vietnam, it was okay. I really really thank God that I wasn’t affected by the pressure, my ears didn’t pop. AMEN! So we got into a car, and the driver drove us to our hotel, turns out we aren’t in the same hotel as the guys, They’re in a province about an hour’s drive away from us.  So we dropped our luggages and headed out to get a Calling card and some groceries. We found a small small teeny tiny shop selling call cards JUST beside our hotel. AND O MY. Language has been proven to be one of the greatest barrier. COMMUNICATION WAS BROKEN, shredded, shrivelled, disjointed, crumbly, whatever. It took us forever to get the calling card and everything. And then when we finally got it done, We tried calling Singapore, and some recorded woman’s voice kept saying something – in Vietnamese, and then in English. But i.. couldn’t understand the English at all. -_-. So in the end, i decided to use the hotel phone to call Papa in case he was waiting up. By then, it was already almost 12.30am or so i think. And we touched down slightly before 8pm. O, Nat had diahorrea. Is that how you spell it.
Anyway, the hotel’s okay  We had to rearrange the furniture to get access to the power points. We imagined shocked faces from the hotel staff because we shifted the beds and all. The hotel staff are nice people, they gave us good recommendations! And they taught us a little bit o’ Vietnamese.. and there’s a piano downstairs where Nat and i can play.
So the first day at work, our supervisor was supposed to pick us up at 8am. But she only came at 9.15am. But she’s nice! Very motherly and she keeps assuring us that we can ask her anything. So she brought us to MyDuc Ceramics’ Showroom – ‘twas really classy, like an art museum of some sort. Their tiles aren’t like normal tiles, they’re more like art pieces. They use Swarovski crystals and melted glass to decorated their tiles. Wooo. So, pretty cool. We were introduced to the service team manager and most of the staff. Nice people – who smoke alot. Alot, if i may stress. But they’re nice 
Then we were brought to the warehouse – where we were stationed at. We had lunch with the staff there – almost all women. Food was good! Really simple and non-oily. I ate alot of Kangkong. :D
So we went back, and YAY! GUESS WHAT. The company’s providing transportation to and fro from work. AND WE GET ALLOWANCE!. DOUBLE YAY! Its not alot, but I’m still very happy about it. Well, we ended early on our first day since there was really nothing for us to do. We had KFC for dinner. I have not seen a single branch of MacDonalds in Vietnam. It appears KFC as monopolised the fastfood market here. O, there’s also Lotteria Fast food or something. KFC costs SO CHEAP here. Lets see.. Nat and i had 2 Zinger Meals with Ice Milo, totals up to SGD$7.50, Gek will love it here.
THIRD DAY.
Wooo. Third day – Yesterday. Was good. We had Breakfast, and went to work, didn’t really do much, our Supervisor wants us to get a overview of the entire picture. So we read the SOPs and we stalked some of the documents to see what actually goes on in the office. I shall not talk about what we’ve observed lest i bore some people out. But its all very logisticky, - Invoices, Picking, forklifts, Suppliers and everything else. We went out for lunch, and wehad to cross a road to get to the foods, IT WAS SO SCARY MY GOODNESS. I was so scared i just held onto one of the staff as she crossed the road, i didn’t even dare look left or right. Singaporeans will just die when faced with Vietnam’s traffic. Everyday i look out and my amazement with regards to their traffic conditions is renewed. AMAZING. I can’t even describe it.
Motorcycles, TONS of them. I MEAN TONSSSS. TONS. Bikers don’t wear helmets. It is Only common to find four people on a bike. Very very common. Its like a norm. Kay lemme try describing the traffic conditions. People do U-turns ANYWHERE. ANY-WHERE. And Horning – Is like background music, constantly playing, Nat and i tried counting how many times our taxi driver horned in one journey, we gave up halfway. They horn to say – Hey, i’m here. Or.. Hey i’m gonna do something (i.e. Stop or go left/right) Not like Singaporeans when horning is usually accompanied with a bit o’ Swearing. So the roads in Vietnam have no separators, like two-way roads in Singapore would have a fence sorta thing in the middle.. No, Vietnam roads have no such thing. The only thing showing that its two way is probably the almost-fading lines painted 2 million years ago on the roads. Dig this: Even if its a one-way street, its only common to find vehicles driving in opposite directions in the same road. If its a two-way road, bikes driving in opposite directions cut each other’s lanes like nobody’s business. O wait, there aren’t any lanes at all. Okay. So, Vietnam doesn’t exactly have big Cross-junctions like Singapore does. Their junctions are small, their Big ones are .. Roundabouts. Kinda like that of Serangoon Gardens, but maybe twice or thrice that size. Its big, and think – Drivers are driving in opposite directions. There’s no.. synchronised direction, Drivers just go whichever way is shorter. And trust me, Traffic is VERY heavy. Need i stess more.
I’m trying to get a good vid of the traffic situation 
So. I had my first experience riding on a bike yesterday. I was thinking, My goodness – I didn’t even ride a bike in Singapore where traffic is safe as Boiling water is hot. AND MY FIRST BIKE EXPERIENCE IN VIETNAM where traffic is...... refer to previous paragraph. The staff wanted to bring us to shop for shoes, and they insisted we take their bikes. So Nat got on one, and i got on another. When we alighted, think “Green faces and Jelly-Welly legs”. We were the only ones screaming in the traffic, the rest were.. honking.
AND TODAY, my hair’s still wet. BECAUSE after work, Nat and i wanted to go to Ben-Thanh Market to shop. So we got back to our hotel, dumped our Laptops and documents, and got out. It was raining, So we asked this hotel staff.. A man. Quite geeky. We got directions and we were worried that the market might not be sheltered. That man seemed to understand a bit of English, so here’s our conversation (With actions. You might wanna try it out.):
Me to Man: Is the place sheltered?
Man: *looks lost for a while* Yes.. yes.. (sounding unsure)
Nat: *Puts hands over head like a little roof* Got Shelter??
Man: O Yes yes (Now we’re unsure)
Me: *Uses hand to do raining action and said “Hua la Hua la Hua la...” and then did the same Roof Action as Nat did. * Shelter???
Man: YES! YES! YES! (sounds excited.)
SO, assured that our Vietnam –lives were gonna be enriched by a night of shopping, we got in a taxi and left for Ben Thanh Market.
And then.
THERE WAS NO SHELTER. We had no poncho, no umbrella, no whatever.
We shopped in the rain. People stared. They must think we’re weird. And we were laughing and all. It was hilarious.
We got back, and we laughed our way into the hotel lobby, and HAHA. It seems the hotel staff still didn’t realise his mistake. Or rather the miscommunication we had. SO he laughed along as well. O my.

ANYHOW, Vietnam has been great so far. Everything is CHEAP. 5 of us had lunch at a restaurant/pub place for SGD$12. The pens here all cost less than 70 cents. Nat and i had dinner at a restaurant with really nice ambience and Food for less than SGD$10. Totally worth it. A typical Main course would cost less than SGD$2.
THE COFFEE HERE IS GREAT. It makes Singapore Coffee taste like crap. Coffee lovers like GEK, CHLOE AND AARON SHOULD TRY IT. ITS LOVELY. LOOOOOOVELY.

OKAY. If you read the whole post, you’re too free.  HAHAHA.

To all who’s still overseas – Sam, Jiajia, Aaron (I MISS YOU.), G-Babe, Waiyiu, Jasper and Hisham (We’ll be going over to your side soon!) I HOPE YOU’RE ENJOYING YOUR INTERNSHIP!  BE SAFE!
To Papa, Kor, Ee, Zach-Chlo-Jedd-Bloss, Nanny and Family, Xuan, Debbie Tay, Everyone at church, I MISS YOU ALL! LLOVEE!!
OKAY. I’ll post again soon. With pictures.

I expected more from you, and thats why i was disappointed. You just don't see.

I'm attempting to pack my (big) bag for Vietnam, but it seems that the more i pack, the more i feel my bag isn't big enough. Whilst i drown in my insecurities, i decided to msg Nat hoping she could assure me, But reply, She has not. I hope she does - soon.

Today's work was quite... Bad. Cheryl said i wasn't myself, I was really restless. I guess i was a little - no idea why.

Then halfway, my aunt (spiritual mommy) Msged informing me that Kongkong (Her father, my grandfather, my mum's dad) was admitted to Changi Hospital for Pneumonia, and the Doctor told us to be mentally prepared.

I felt myself crack inside cos it just reminded me so much of my mum, and whatever happened to/with her. I felt really sad,bad,horrible,scared,worried,anything negative. And when i'm upset/stressed, i either talk ALOT, or i don't talk at all. Today's effect happens to be the latter. So:

Auntie Laigek: Ay. Why today your face same colour as your shirt.

(i was wearing a black polo)

I love Auntie Laigek. it seems she sensed something was wrong and followed me to the toilet (Auntie-Stalker, teehee) And then sometime later she hugged and prayed for me.

Today was my last sunday at work before i get vietnamed for 10 weeks - The longest break i've taken so far. And somehow many people knew, so they all came and patted my arm, like a friendly gesture, and nagged a little here and there, i know they meant well :) I'm gonna miss them all. But they didn't know that my arms were still aching and sore from the VICIOUS VACCINATIONS i took the day before. So i kinda cringed inside everytime someone patted me :D But i Still do, very much, appreciate the gesture.

JONATHAN (GKIDZ, not korkor): If you're reading this, Hello there! :D Some things to note:

1. Don't let Karthi bully you. I'm EXTREMELY sure he will. :)

2. Don't WORRY. and STOP PANICKING. Especially when you panick in front of grouchy parents who want their way, you'll let them walk all over you. Must remain calm and Steady. Thats what S-people are good at. :) Even if you panick, don't show it babe.

3. Its okay to make mistakes. I'm not gonna be all cliche/cheesy as i already am and say "Just learn from your mistakes". I'm sure you already know that. ITS OKAY TO MAKE MISTAKES, JUST RECOVER ASAP, or at least try to cover your butt until you get help from Cheryl or Karthi, or Aunt LG, or Lynne :)

4. HAVE FUN Dearest.

5. 1000-word report to me every sunday. >:D


Anyhow, i'd better get back to packing lest papa continues nagging. I still gotta teach him how to use Skype. heh.

To my loves:

CH-LOW, ZACKEE, BLOSSOM, JEDD - I'm definitely gonna miss you (all). and i promise i'll buy nice stuff for you all. I might consider setting up a brog for Vietnam :D

Ee (S. Mom) - I LOVE YOU. and be Strong okay! IF anything happens to Kongkong or anyone, i believe its all God's will. I'm gonna miss your nagging! :)

Papa, Kor - MY TWO GREATEST MEN. :( I loved Dinner today. it was superbly heart-warming. I love you. Kor: Please teach Papa to use Skype or MSN, i don't think he knows how to "add" me or see if i'm online. Heheheh.

XUAN, GAVIN, AARON, DEBBIE, GEK - Ah, almost all of us are going overseas, To XUAN and Deb, i Love you both so much. Please PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE CARE. I WILL MISS YOU.

G-Babe: STOP FLIRTING, You. >:)

Aaron, dearest: I LOVE YOU! i promise i will watch BROTHERs AND SISTERS, CSI and maybe even Family Guy. I love love love you. I have always thought you were So brave to go OSIP even though we're not going together. :) You'll survive. I know it. YOU'd BETTER SURVIVE I TELL YOU.


ROS: I love you. Always will. Please take care, and EMAIL ME If you've got problems okay :) You know i'll listen.


Okay. This post is so long. :)


I'm gonna go pack already. And NAto has not replied. :(

I can't say it better.

I'm SO THANKFUL i went to the Zoo today with Xuan. I TOTALLY LOVED IT. EVERY SINGLE BIT OF IT.


WE HAD SO MUCH FUN!!!! Today was ABSOLUTELY GOOD. The weather was great (Thank you God!), The animals were great, the schedule was great, EVERYTHING WAS GREAT.


(Photos will be up when Xuan sends me the photos.! )

And i'm so happy i went. Because this trip has rekindled my love and passion for Animals, and it has also reminded me that there are animals still suffering out there. So i've decided, when i retire one day, i'm gonna work PT in the Zoo, and do my part in Animal Conservation!

If possible, i would wanna find a job - operations manager or something- in the Zoo.






Life is all about God, Animals, Music and Love.

So, i met someone, and some stuff happened which resulted in some stuff and now i'm thinking of some stuff which shouldn't be the case, but some stuff just has to happen, so some stuff is still stuck in my head because of someone.

Schedule for Zis week (And a little bit of last and next.):


Sunday (Passed) - Church, then dinner with Marvin.
Monday (Passed.) - LOM DAY dry/wet run, Dinner with Choy.
Tuesday (Today) - LIG Exco Outing! YAY! Dinner with Jessie, HQ, Yuwen, Gek.
Wednesday - Zoo with Xuan in the day, Dinner with Aaron.
Thursday - Meet Zackee to get haircut, Dinner with Ros Love.
Friday - YCH Site Visit, Shopping for amenities, Dinner with Cell Ladies.
Saturday - FREE (WOOHOO.) either that, or i've forgotten what i've arranged for that day.
Sunday - Work and Church, Dinner with Family.
Monday - SIP Launch, LOM Day, and Chalet.
Tuesday (DEPARTURE DAY!) - FYP Leaders' Training, Then i'm Flying off!


Sigh. I have a feeling i'm gonna miss someone very much - but. weo;innnafwegfgbvjksfbasefuiawhgowvufihweiofnsdkcfhnhaoeirhawwwfbasjfweriwoatniof.

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SO. i just came back from dinner with Marvin. I really really enjoyed his company. in a weird way. It felt/feels different. Just Different. :) I like it. makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

I think i'm gonna miss him when i am vietnamed.

And i do hope we really get down to learning driving together when i come back. :D

SO. i'm thoroughly booked for the next few days - from LOM Day dry runs.. right down to getting haircut with my beloved cousin, Zackee.


Today, everyone at church made me feel so sad.. So much so that for a moment i felt like i could forgo the Vietnam trip.

Like after we were done with work, I was talking with Aunty LaiGek and Pastor James. And they all gave me the next-week-is-your-last-week look. plus the we-will-miss-you look. and i'm not being thick skinned please >: )

Sigh. I think i'm gonna miss Church the most. I love Church. Its like my whole life is there. I really really really am gonna miss church. Church - not the place. Church - The body of Christ, His people. Cheryl, Lynne, Aunt Laigek, Li Li and Ailee, Uncle JitKiong and Adrian, Jonathan, Adele, Pastor Taitong, Wendy and Kangyin and Muntai, Michael, Peter, David, Uncle John, Pastor James, Pastor Jas, SO MANY PEOPLE. I'm gonna miss them all.

Next sunday's gonna be my "last" before i get vietnamed. I'm hoping they won't make me cry or anything. I'm not going to. Cos if i do, it'll probably be a bucket's worth. :"(

So i missed the MaLa session. :(

I do hope we go again before i fly off.

EXAMS ARE Fye-neh-lee Over.

FINALLY.

Today after exams ended and my body+brain finally found time to slow down (not being drama). ALL sicknesses started to creep in. i had a flu, had a bit of Sore throat, My eyes got watery and irritated so i rubbed, and then i must have burst some vessels cos my Eye (one only.) got very very red, and tears were pouring out. kay. i'm exaggerated the tearing. But i felt awful. just awful. and i had to go for cell meeting - which was quite a joy, cos we had discussions and stuff. 'twas all good. But i missed MaLa. :(


Anyhow, i realised my body was quite stressed because of the exams, the unspoken pressure from so many people (shall not name them) , all my worries about Vietnam and all, everything.

But now that exams are over, feels good. But not as good as expected cos the sudden sense of.. "freedom"? feels.. off.

On a happier note,

I just baked 2.5 batches of cookies. its quite tiring. it doesn't look as appealing as usual 'cause they are in all shapes and sizes. Heh. BUT. the chocolate Oozes out. Very good. If you wanna see who has eaten cookies in this household, look out for those with dark-brown lipstick.

OKAY. There's so much to be done within the next few days, i should consider listing down all my to-dos. For now, gotta settle some YPC and LOM-day stuff before i list down ALL my stuff i wanna buy/settle for my Vietnam trip.

And everytime i think atbout Zooing and Tamagotchi-shopping with Xuan on wednesday i get so eggcited. I CAN'T wait. YAY XUAN! :D

So today. Molly Gray made me very angry and upset. (Molly Gray = Phone.)

I was so angry on the way home. SO SO ANGRY. Molly Gray hanged 4 times in within a short TEN mins. And it has been like this for quite some time. So many problems.

Molly Gray would hang all the time. The screen would just go Blank. and i'm always not receiving messages. 2 days ago, my phone suddenly vibrated like madness, and i checked - 5 messages received. and they were all sent to me like 12 hours ago. AND. There was this once, Gek called me. Molly Gray vibrated to alert me. BUT. the display remained as my wallpaper -_- And i couldn't even answer the call. And then, there are so many times where you try to "open" a message, but it just.. doesn't open. So i've been very upset and irritated. All because of Molly Gray.

So i was talking about today.

I was so angry i decided to get an older-model phone. So i went around the estate looking for one. And i found an old Samsung Flip phone (Xuan: Fip Flone!) :D Yay!

I didn't intend to sell my Molly Gray, cos i wanted her for entertainment purposes. (My God, there's this Ge Tai (Song-Stage) downstairs. the woman is... wailing - in a weird upbeat manner.) But i decided to sell her anyway, cos i kinda have enough gadgets considering i just got Seth, and i didn't wanna have to draw out more money from my already-drying-up Account.

So i decided to sell Molly Gray (i miss Molly.) AND THEN, the man tried to access my phone. AND SHE HUNG. -_-

Man: Errr.... Why is it like that? (shows me Molly with blank screen)

Me: Errr.... Its always like that, just have to wait a while..

Man: *Laughs* wait till tmr?

Me: *Laughs* No! A while la.

And the man diagnosed Molly Gray. He said she's a goner. Which made me really sad. He said they'll try to repair her, but if she's irrepairable, then she's a goner. and then, he said her speakers were spoilt as well.

I wasn't even sad that they slashed my selling price. PLEASE don't ask me about the financial details. I'd rather not talk about it. But (O MY GOODNESS. Now a Young girl is singing. SO IRRITATING. Gek would say: SMACK HER aH!) But i was all in all, sad because of Molly's Xia-Chang. Its like she turned out to be all ruined inside - made me feel so sad. I feel kinda depressed. :< So emo sia.

Please don't ask me about my phone. i would complain and get all sad again. No one likes to be sad. and i am VERY sad about this. So don't ask.

I need some CSI to cheer me up.

ANYHOW. Tmr's last paper. i can't wait. and its a morning paper!!! which means i'll officially end by 11.30am.

I can't wait. Plus i'm gonna have Ma-La Steamboat with my gang. (WOOHOO! We're A GANG!)

I CAN'T WAIT!

And to that Ge-Tai-Singing-young-Girl downstairs. I need to study. my gosh.

SO. today i had my BioChem paper. I think i can probably pass. but i'm not sure if i can score. I thought the marks allocation was weird, cos some questions - there wasn't really much to write but the marks allocated was more than expected. SO. Sigh. Jesus i need Your blessing.

AND NOW. i need to study QM. i already did one round of QM last week but i think i'd better go thru again soon. THEN. THERE'S CSI. kay. so i checked the TV guide once i got home cos i know - Wednesday = CRIME NIGHT! heart. heart. heart. And AXN has TWO CSIs back-to-back. one at ten, another at eleven. and FOXCRIME has CSI at 9pm. SO SO SO. i've decided. I'll be disciplined, and only catch one. :(

OKAY. i'm brogging about such boring stuff because there's practically nothing to brog about since its the exams.


OH OH OH!!! TODAY. HAHAHAH. Something so funny happened with Gek and Gavin's phone today. if only i recorded it down. Everyone Laughed like mad, 'Cept Gavin. who was shocked. with horror. HAHAHAHAHA. HILARIOUS.

*Gek: Be thankful i didn't paint the whole picture. >:D teehee.

And. LOVECOM ROCKS MY SOCKS.

Okay. so a few good things have been happening. No, not talking about my exams.

Lets see.

Seth Black has finally arrived! WOOPEE! will post the pictures i took of his arrival when i find the cable that connects my phone to my comp.

Materials was okay, i thought. But the most heard sound/noise produced by the homosapiens is the exam room after the paper ending was probably.. Wailing? or Moaning of some sort. Like Weegek (Hello Gek!) and a few others. Some, like Gavin, Resorted to cursing and swearing at the Resource Profile thing, (Hello G-babe!) Others like Xuan and Debbie said stuff along the lines of.. "i am doomed."

But overall. it was okay.

So today, in fact just now, i had dinner with Papa. and i mentioned to him i was a little stressed about all the exams, knowing i can't afford a supplementary paper (not that i've ever taken one.) since i'm going Overseas. And then i can sense my tutors and lecturers kinda expect me to score well. And i said, "Then you (papa) also expect me to score well......" and papa interrupts and says, "I don't want you to score well.. i just want you to live well." I love papa.

Anyway. Today is Jedd's 2nd Birthday. and i missed it for BioChem studying. -_-

SO FAST and he's two already. i hope he doesn't grow at all for the next three months.

SO, the battle officially begins in 8 hours (its 1.15am). First up, is contender - LOMe.

I can't wait for this whole exam period to be over. Then i'll be busy busy busy. preparing for. LOM Day. YPC's first site visit. YPC's first newsletter. Buying amenities for Vietnam. plus plus plus.

I constantly think of new to-dos for the ten days i have in Singapore after my exams, before flying off. The mental list of to-dos never seems to end. And now, i find myself feeling afraid - for if i DO write them down (physically), My eyes may pop and my brain dry up, due to sheer length of the list. It'll be like a roll of.. toilet paper.

ANYHOW. My laptop's coming today (Monday)! And i've decided to name him Seth Black. Woo hoo! YES LA YES LA. I name my non-organism stuff. My phone's actually named Molly Gray, and she's accompanied by Oliver, that green octopus. But then i dropped Molly and she hit a fan, and she cracked! so i thought i'd de-name her name since it'll be too sad for any Mollies to have a cracked face/head. So, Molly Gray is Molly no more.

In fact, i was actually considering the name Molly for my baptism name even though i know not what it means. Imagine. Genevieve Molly Ong Kai'er.


OKAY i'M WEIRD. Don't have to jaw-drop please.

Let me blog about something i've never mentioned to anyone. Its nothing more than a memory. But it is one that i've kept for almost five years.

Nanny and i were Chatting over dinner, and she said she's dreamt about mummy thrice ever since she passed away. I've only dreamt about mummy twice. And nanny said that her heart still aches whenever she thinks about mummy because Mummy didn't smoke, didn't drink, but she was diagnosed with Stage 4 - Lung Cancer.

Mummy had a small cough, which worsened into a big cough, and then an even bigger cough. and finally when she went to TTS's A&E, she was diagnosed with Stage 4 Cancer. And a mere hundred days later, she passed away.

I remembered that night, whilst i was watching the tee alone at home, my uncle called and told me to come to the hospital immediately because the doctor's final call was that my mum had only a few hours left. i remembered grabbing box of tissue and the doll my mummy bought for me, running out of the house, flagging a cab, and then crying in the taxi. I must have freaked the taxi driver out.

Then upon reaching the hospital, my uncle was there at the lobby already, he paid for my cab, and hurriedly walked towards the lift. i had to jog to keep up. His face was all stern. "Your mummy only has a few hours left. Go keep her company." I remembered being silent. When i reached the ward, i saw alot of people crowding around my mum. Some were sobbing, some were whispering, everyone had that ONE sad look on their faces. When they saw me, everyone turned and said with outstretched arms, "Come, Come, come and see your mummy."

I saw my uncle (mum's brother) sitting on the floor beside mummy's bed, with his head rested on his knees. My dad, grandma and aunt (mum's sister) had puffy eyes. And i saw my mum, small, frail and greying. Lying in her bed, expressionless. She fell into a coma a few days before. I cried.

All of us were with her all night, I remembered sleeping next to her bed whilst holding her hand. Every hour i'd wake up to see if she was still breathing.

The next morning, all i remembered was Papa saying he's gonna bring mummy home. Home, not heaven-home. but Hougang-Home. so i went back first, and the ambulance sent mummy home. She laid in her own room, in her own chair. (Its the chair that Mr. Tan always use for LOMe Process chart or something. YES. THAt chair.)

I remembered when everyone left the room and went downstairs, i was in the room with mummy alone. For some reason, i went to the bathroom, got some hot water and a small towel, and i wiped mummy's feet. Her feet looked funny, all bloated from the Chemo, and her toes were a little black because her blood's not circulating well anymore.

I wiped her cold feet with hot water, but they still stayed cold. i wiped her hands. Cold hands. after i was done, i stood beside her for a while.

I felt scared, for some reason. And i whispered, Mummy, I love you. And i remembered thinking "Its okay to go, Mummy" And i left the room.

A while later, a small group of church friends came, and worshipped God in the room where my mummy was. Then, In the sweet presence of Jesus, Mummy left.

I'M SO HAPPY. Kay not entirely happy. BUT HAPPIER THAN USUAL. WHICH IS GOOD. Lets see why.

1. The Site visit to YCH has BEEN CONFIRMED. WOOHOO. and we've GOTTEN SPONSORSHIP (can't say for what. this is confidential.) WOOHOO WOOHOO.

Details are as follows:

Date: 7th September (Friday)
Time: 1.30pm - 4pm
Where: Meet at Tampines MRT station for pick up
How much: $10 (TP is NOT involved, thats why we need funds to cover costs)

ALL ARE WELCOMED. Please let me know if you're interested. We only have about 30 vacancies. FCFS Basis.



2. Whilst i was on the phone with the Corp Comm. Exec from YCH, i had a missed call from some number. and i called back after. AND GUESS WHAT.

MY LAPTOP IS COMMIIINNGGG. I'm so happy my rate of doodling (no. of Doodles per hour) Has increased 280,467 times. HAHAHHA, O WELL. -_-


BUT. I'm not entirely happy because my study rate (No. of chapters covered per hour) has decreased because of all the emailing and emailing and calling and all. -_-

I'll be a hundred times happier if i can hit my target which is:

- Finish Bio Chem (i'm left with 2 chapters for now.)
- Finish ALL Quantitative parts for Materials. (i'm left with Capacity Planning)

SO. CHEERS TO Hewlett Packard and YCH and YPC.

Going, Going, Gone.

To that one person whom i've had so much laughs with, that one person whom i've shared SO MUCH of my life stories with, to that person whom Always tells me about his Latest Drama Crazes, to that ONLY person whom i can share my CSI craze with, to that ONE person who taught (and is still teaching) me how to stalk cute guys, to that person who can teach me Incoterms using FOB-Chee Bong (Seller) and FOB - Pho Phuck Lai (buyer), to that one person who Never fails to cheer me up:

Aaron. :) Eye heart you. Even if you turn Gay, I promise i will watch CSI AND Brothers and Sisters with you. (Brothers and Sisters after exams okay.)


(Not that i don't love my other friends or don't love them as much please. I love my friends.)


Love (lots of it),

G (the shorter one)

So. Here are the lyrics, in case you wanna sing along (like i do, teehee)

I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
and now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love
Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me
A lá peaceful melody
It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
My breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I'm saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure
No need to complicate
Our time is short
It can not wait, I'm yours

Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me
A lá one big family (2nd time: A lá happy family; 3rd time: A lá peaceful melody)
It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love love love

I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours

No please, don't complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours

No please, don't hesitate
no more, no more
It cannot wait
The sky is your's!



And thats Him thinking - I'm gonna beat someone up.

Xuan!! i missed you too! :D i think if we keep this going, people will think we've turned lesbo. HAHAHAHAHA.

Anyhow. i've finally had time to change the music (Kinda ironic since i'm supposed to be busy preping for exams).

This one playing is by Jason Mraz, whom i think is a Cool Geek. This song has been one of my Favourites since... a very long time ago, and i still like it. Its easy to sing along to, although there's a ton of lyrics. In case you're wondering, "Is that a guitar i hear?" i'd say, "NO!. its a Ukulele, my dear amigo."

SO. I hope you enjoy it! But. actually. i don't really care if you like it or not. CAUSE I DO <3.

And yes. To all those people out there who hate Autoplays on Blogs, (i.e. Xuan love. :D) I'm terribly sorry, but i've tried changing the codes and everything but nothing works -_- AND i have to get back to studying.


So. I'm leaving you with "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz! :)

So i'm back to Blogthings after seeing my face on the supplychainasia webby. Its kinda scary to see my face and profile up there. Brrrr.

So lets hear some:

You Belong in Fall

Intelligent, introspective, and quite expressive at times... You appreciate the changes in color, climate, and mood that fall brings Whether you're carving wacky pumpkins or taking long drives, autumn is a favorite time of year for you

What Season Are You?

You Are a Blue Crayon

Your world is colored in calm, understated, deep colors. You are a loyal person, and the truest friend anyone could hope to find. On the inside, you tend to be emotional and even a bit moody. However, you know that people depend on you. So you put on a strong front. Your color wheel opposite is orange. Orange people may be opinionated, but you feel they lack the depth to truly understand what they're saying.

What Color Crayon Are You?

You Should Honeymoon in Europe!

You are a traditional romantic at heart... With a taste for fine wine, museums and beautiful walks. You and your sweetie should get romantic in a cafe in Paris Or get a Eurail pass - and see as many cities as possible! Suggested destinations: Paris, Venice, London, Greece

Where Would Your Dream Guy Take You on Your Honeymoon?

Now THAT. i wouldn't mind ;)

You Are Eggs

Traditional and totally grown up, you truly believe that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You don't skimp on nutrition or quality. You're likely to take the time to make yourself a decent meal each morning. You're a great cook, even if you aren't a showy one. You can make a feast out of simple ingredients. The food you eat may be basic, but you prefer to think of it as classic.

What Kind of Breakfast Are You?

I'M EGGS.

Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence

Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes. You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time. You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it. Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds. You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

Sheeesh. I love this.

You Are 20% Emo

You're the furthest thing from emo. Sensitivity is not something you exactly cultivate... and you can't imagine weeping over song lyrics.

Are You Emo?

Ros, if you're reading this: SEE. I WHERE GOT EMO.

What Your Pizza Reveals

People may tell you that you have a small appetite... but you aren't under eating. You just aren't a pig. You are a very picky pizza eater. Not any pizza will do. You fit in best in the Northeast part of the US. You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods. You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices. You are carefree and friendly. You should consider traveling to Hawaii. The stereotype that best fits you is geek. You're the type most likely to order pizza to avoid leaving your computer.

What Does Your Pizza Say About You?

THE BEST STEREOTYPE THAT FITS Me is GEEK!? o gosh.

Your 1920's Name is:

Ivy Queen

What's Your 1920's Name?

Call me I-Vievie, Babeh.

Your True Love's Name Is

Seth O.

What's Your True Love's Name?

And so. Ivy Queen meets Seth O.

Actually, i love the name Seth. Its such a cool name. But Singaporeans, as usual, destry nice names. Seth hence becomes Seff. and Ethan gets Eaten.

So i've not been updating thanks to my rather clogged up schedule. Can't even if a decent day to go for a movie with Joel. :( I'd better find a day before i get vietnamised.

So. For the first time in so long, i truly felt that Morning traffic is the biggest pain in the (maybe just mine.) buttocks. Have you ever felt like you wanna give up waiting for a bus. then you ask, what is there to give up?

Well. Getting to school on time for 9am classes is like fighting a war. A SINGAPOREAN WAR. where everyone carries Bayonets of Kiasuism and shields of sheer Impatience. ITS MADNESS. i can't take it. The fastest bus from my place to Tampines Interchange is 969. And DANG it. When i have 9am classes, i need to be outta the house by 7.20am. And that doesn't even guarantee that i'll be on time. Lets hear about the challenges faced.

1st challenge: Waiting for the bus.
SURE. waiting for the bus is easy-peasy. But when you see 969s just pass your stop without even stopping because the passengers and squashed until their backsweats form like a patch on the entrance door, you kinda know why the bus just vrooms pass you. THIS, is a test of determination. it is DANG difficult to even HOPE you'll be able to get on a bus. Sometimes exasperation overwhelms, and i can feel tears welling up :( i'm emo when i'm waiting for buses.

2nd Challenge: Getting on the bus.
SURE. Getting on is easy-peasy. Its uber demoralizing to see, after a bus FINALLY stops at the stop, that the only space left for people to get on is probably the last step, right in front of the merciless Folding doors just waiting to flap you out. Then every typical Singaporean would immediately attempt to get on by placing a foot on the step first whilst waiting for the bus driver to Scrreeaam for the people in the bus to move back. The quality being tested in this challenge is Kiasuism, Something borne in every Singaporean (Evident from those trying to get on the bus.)Well, you just HAVE to be kiasu when dealing with morning traffic.

3rd Challenge: Surviving in the bus.
SURE. surviving in the bus is easy-peasy. That is NOT the case when you have people stuck so close you feel like you're growing new body parts. Sometimes the only part of my body i can move (which won't affect other people) is my head. Turn left, turn right, and again, turn left, turn right. I feel like i'm doing ACES day workout or something. There's someone's butt at your butt, someone's bag stuck to your bag, someone's arm beside my head, people stand so close to each other they (maybe just me) can hear the music coming from other people's earphones. AND PLEASE MR. BUS DRIVER TURN ON THE BL**DY AIRCONDITIONER. WE PAY TAXES (kay. my dad does.). AND THEN, there's the traffic jam which happens everyday, withOUT fail. Every taxi driver knows about that jam, according to many drivers, the jam will begin at exactly 7.10am. before 7.10, no jam. 7.10am, peanut butter jam.

Thats why, That is why, that IS why, i always feel so blessed and happy and RELIEVED when i make it to 9am classes on time. Its like the best feeling in the world, i tell you. To those who don't need to fight the abovementioned war, you are so blessed.

OKAY. enough about War stories. Recently i've felt so distant from God. Is it because i've not been attending service? I don't know. And from all this distance i've had, i've caught a glimpse of what my life would be without Jesus. my life would just be empty. Empty. Questions like, what am i living for? who am i living for? why should i do my best for this and that? Why should i love this unlovely person? Why should i choose to bless?, Questions questions. They've just been popping all over my brain. Its not like it flashes past my brain in Bright red capital letters, but rather, silent meek thoughts that hide themselves in my daily affairs. Without Jesus, i just find myself speechless when attempting to answer those questions.

I need to go talk to Jesus already.

School has been great. I'm really beginning to feel the love we all share, some may say it isn't love, but to me it is. I'm so thankful i have friends like them. They are the most toot, kuku, irritating, ridiculously racist, rubbishy, LOVELY people.

Gavin, Aaron, Xuan, Gek, Nat, Debbie, plus plus plus. School is what it is because of these people who Always, in one way or another, make my day. I feel comforted knowing that i'm surrounded by such a bunch of people. And, it is thru this bunch of crazy nuts that God has shown me how faithful He is. I remembered praying a simple prayer before i entered Poly, asking God to bless me with friends whom i can share my life with, whom i can love. And today i can confidently say that God has answered my prayer! I truly truly thank God for each and every single one of my friends. Maybe its because Poly's ending for me. i feel sad. I'm really really REALLy gonna miss school. So many funny conversations, so many racist jokes, so many ghost stories, so many daily sharings, so many laughs, so many happy tears, so many memories.

So many memories.

Just in case anyone's wondering where that Doggy picture came from. HEH. its just an act of randomnessity. Enjoy. it was one of the few pictures which made me laugh out when i Googled "Doggie".

Anyway. Today's Singapore's 42nd birthday. Sometimes when i think about it, it really amazes me, how a small little fishing island can become so established, recognised, and .. Big. i mean, as cheesy and dorky (yes Xuan, i acknowledge it just for now.) as it sounds, we really did begin with Fish. and i'm rather thankful Singapore's not well known for Fish. (...Are we?)

Well. All the Singaporey songs and parades and fireworks have caused my spirit of patriotism to rise up from the dead (not that dead, really.) So, Here's to Singapore:

(This song, as old as it is, is still one of my favourites, because i think the lyrics are simple yet powerful. So here goes.)

Count on me, Singapore.
Count on me, Singapore.
Count on me to give my best and more,
Together, Singapore, Singapore.

Anyhow. I still believe, there's no place as safe as Singapore. and every national day, i thank God for Singapore. I thank God that i can sleep at night, not having to worry about power outages or riots or whatever and all. I thank God.

If i look out from where i'm sitting, i see the flags that my neighbours have hung out on their corridors, the smell from the night wind, the flip-flopping of the flags, ah.

It just makes me feel like i want that spirit of patriotism in me to stay. Because, i'd be thankful of what i have every, single, day.


O well. Cheers to Singapore! God's watching over you!

for my 150th post, i shall post a thousand words:

OKAY. So i've postponed this for the longest time because i kept thinking about it. :D So egg-citing. Here goes:

Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!



1. I have a super soft spot for PAPER BAGS. You can give me a PAPER BAG for Christmas or birthdays or whatever. I'LL BE HAPPIER THAN THE HAPPIEST PERSON ALIVE.

2. (teehee) I have a Fetish (non-sexually please) for guys with CURLY HAIR. I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THEM. Curly wurly hair. like.. the curly wire which connects the receiver to the phone. CURLY HAIR!

3. I LOVE COLD. and i sleep better when i'm freezing cold. So much that, when i can't sleep at night, i'd have my aircon on, and i'd station my fan at top speed at me. and i'd be all shivery and jittery. and yes, i sleep better that way.

4. I can't tell left from right. i need at least 3 seconds to differentiate.

5. If i don't smile or laugh or even talk for a certain period of time, (usually its quite short like from the time i wake up, till i get to school.) i'd be Extremeeely moody. for no reason really.

6. I get repetitive nightmares when i'm stressed, and thats the ONLY way of knowing that i'm stressed. because i can't.. really tell when i'm stressed.

7. I am allergic (extremely) to.. ANG KU KUEH. AND I LOVE ANG KU KUEH.

8. When i walk into a new room or shop or place which i've never been in before, i get extremely dizzy for a few seconds. if its really extreme i may sway a little. but ya. dizzy as in.. like my whole vision spins.

9. I depend on my sense of smell quite alot. like. i recognise my close friends by their.. "smell" or scent. and i am reminded by alot of situations/places/past memories by smells. Like when i smell my neighbours cooking in the evening i feel all nostalgic. Like.. the smell of the night wind, reminds me of my Love for God and mummy.

10. My farts are toxic. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA. (its true.)

11. I used to be so naughty as a baby that no one in my family wanted to look after me, so much that i was "thrown" around my relatives. that happened when my mum was working full-time, and my dad was working in Bermuda, USA. Much of my childhood was spent with my grandma.

12. When i was in my primary school days, i was a librarian, and i was known as the best book wrapper! :D HAHA. I still enjoying wrapping stuff very much. All Christmas presents are wrapped by Moi.

13. When i feel moody or when i'm excited about something, i'll close my room door, and play music. and Dance. Hahahhaha!! its just an outlet for extreme emotions.

14. Everytime i see a box (any kinda box) at void decks or lift landings.. Boxes that are abandoned by people. I'd always walk over to check to ensure there's no living organism inside. (i.e. Kittens, puppies, abandoned Pets, NOT COCKROACHES.)

15. I LOVE GLOOMY DAYS. LOVE LOVE LOVE. i don't really fancy the sun and all. but dark clouds - Je t'aime.

16. I CANNOT eat alone. CANNOT. i just can't. if i have to, i'd require a movie, tv or even a game, to keep my focus away from the fact that i'm eating alone.




OKAY. i think the above i've mentioned aren't really interesting, but i'm still thinking. :) i'll update soon, for sure!

Teehee

i just told Papa i wanted to buy a Laptop.

He seems okay with it :D

YAY!. Thank God.

Lets see some Supply Chain Asia Forum Pictures.











































































































I was making funny faces at the side.



Those were days made of: tons of laughing, and a teeny bit of planning, a tad of packing, a Wok of networking, a Gallon of talking, a pot of gossiping, a pail of eye-candy-searching, a tablespoon of oversleeping, a teaspoon of printing and cutting, and a whole lot more.

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To: Karen, and G. WE CAN DO IT. :D