A leisurely afternoon at home. Hmmm wonderful.
I had a Chinese lecture this morning and went in 5 minutes late and ran out the moment the lecture ended, so effectively I only spent about 1 hour and 25mins in campus today.
What a waste of time.
I smell rain in the air.
Whew.
Thank you lucky stars, and a bit of IT-savvy-ness on my part, else I'll be stuck in Chinese lecture without lecture notes and will have to sit through 2 hours of Chinese talk being horribly lost and completely clueless and will most probably fall asleep within 15 minutes into the lecture.
And I'm off to expand my droolable collection of Ian Thorpe pictures... Lalala.
What I'm suffering from, I gather, is Thorpemania. Eh. I need something to distract me from nice bronzed skin and big broad shoulders... preferably my Psychology textbok. Speaking of which, I have a test coming up next Tuesday! Oh-ho... we now enter the world of academic grading where CAP scores are now of utmost importance to the harmless undergraduate's life, and also probably the bane of my life. :(
So in order to make my undergraduate life not seem so meaningless (especially when all you do is just to obey the "go to school attend lectures/tutorials come home" routine) I've decided join some CCA. Well I always wanted to join something and to feel like I belong to a specific community, but haven't exactly gotten around to putting my plans into action. But I'm planning to go for Welcome Teas so probably something will spike my interest a bit.
And the Pilates course... $36 for 6 sessions, seems quite worthwhile. The only problem now is whether I want to part with my cash and whether I want to screw my leisurely timetable up. Hmmm.
Thank you lucky stars, and a bit of IT-savvy-ness on my part, else I'll be stuck in Chinese lecture without lecture notes and will have to sit through 2 hours of Chinese talk being horribly lost and completely clueless and will most probably fall asleep within 15 minutes into the lecture.
And I'm off to expand my droolable collection of Ian Thorpe pictures... Lalala.
What I'm suffering from, I gather, is Thorpemania. Eh. I need something to distract me from nice bronzed skin and big broad shoulders... preferably my Psychology textbok. Speaking of which, I have a test coming up next Tuesday! Oh-ho... we now enter the world of academic grading where CAP scores are now of utmost importance to the harmless undergraduate's life, and also probably the bane of my life. :(
So in order to make my undergraduate life not seem so meaningless (especially when all you do is just to obey the "go to school attend lectures/tutorials come home" routine) I've decided join some CCA. Well I always wanted to join something and to feel like I belong to a specific community, but haven't exactly gotten around to putting my plans into action. But I'm planning to go for Welcome Teas so probably something will spike my interest a bit.
And the Pilates course... $36 for 6 sessions, seems quite worthwhile. The only problem now is whether I want to part with my cash and whether I want to screw my leisurely timetable up. Hmmm.
Thorpe looks skinny here. And young.
On a Thorpe rampage now and I've been looking gleefully at all the photos and downloading them into my computer. I read some Thorpe/van den Hooganband slash fic too and while they were mildly amusing, it made me feel nauseated. Eeks.
Thorpe looks better with short hair right?! I don't like the tousled messy hair look.
OK enough about Thorpe.
The Olympics closing ceremony is on now.
I love the Olympics.
It's quite sad that it has to end (and probably a good thing too, else I'd never concentrate on my studies). I love all the sporting excellence, the human spirit, the display of emotions... especially when the trailers about athletes who perserved and succeeded, or those who fell down but picked themselves up with grace and looked dignified and all, coupled with sappy awe-inspiring songs like "A Moment Like This" and "I Believe", and every nuance of emotion is relected on their faces when the trailer is played in slow-motion.
In fact, I might even feel inspired enough to start pumping iron. (Right.)
But what is this thing about sports that make you feel strangely included and get swept up in the moment?
I now eagerly await for Beijing 2008... the countdown starts now!
Don't know how to start.
Besides drowning in readings on society, society, ICTs and MORE society (sidenote: I'm getting darned sick of Sociology. I am 90% quite sure that I'm not going to major in it, despite this very interesting section on food haha.) and attending my lectures and tutorials faithfully like the good little girl I am... hmm my days have been pretty blah.
Blah! Blah! Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!
And there's nothing good on TV nowadays too. Oh TV, oh TV, my sole companion through these tortuous days. No more Olympics = no more crazed/horny/lustful behaviour so I'll be back to my pre-Ian-Thorpe-Michael-Phelps-big-broad-shoulders days. I hope.
This week marked the start of ever-so-lovely tutorials and most of the time I was hiding in a corner of the class and writing irrelevant stuff diligently on lined paper. The epitome of the perfect student, hah hah hah. I even managed to get through 2 tutorials without even uttering a single word to my tutorial-mates. I mean, besides the basic I'm-Si Yi-Year 1-Arts-Don't-know-what-to-major-in-yet introduction.
I am the Queen of Silence. All Hail, me!
*envisions throngs of people kowtow-ing*
Seriously though. Uni life hasn't had much to offer, to me at least. I always had this mentality that I should start Uni life on a clean slate and get to know more people and widen my social circle but then I realize it can get incredibly lonely at times. In a faculty of thousands, it's really quite impossible to know people like I used to. Names are getting increasingly difficult to remember and all the faces start blurring into a nice big bowl of rojak. Maybe I was too idealistic and had too high hopes for this Big New Chapter but at the same time, it's nice to have the freedom to do your own thing and not get bogged down by others (like my filling my water bottle and visiting the toilet before I go home routine, haha).
But sigh! I'm just a normal girl who likes friendly companionship when I feel lonesome... and insecure. Guess I do understand where certain people are coming from, and I shouldn't be so harsh when imposing my views. All I long for is a teeny bit of familiarity. Why is there nobody I know in Arts?! Why did everyone run to NTU/SMU?!
Sanitizers called and asked me to work for them this weekend. I didn't want to, because standing for 10hrs straight daily once a lifetime is sufficient for me, no matter how fantabulous the pay is, thank you very much. Didn't know how to reject them nicely so I was stammering and "Uh..."-ing over the phone but luckily, Sanitizer boss was quite understanding. I guess he got my point. Anyway I don't have enough confidence in myself to churn out amazing sales figures (with the help of the bosses) like the previous time so I'd rather things remain the way it was and I can keep on thinking that I am not too bad a salesperson instead of flopping terribly at a 2nd attempt.
Hahaha, self-denial works everytime!
And you know what my current goal in life is?
It's to achieve a 72% win for the total number of games in FreeCell!
The Amazing Race! Almost every team seems to have issues with money. Chip and Kim tip too generously and have no money to pay the cab driver; one half of Brandon and Nicole/Colin and Christie scrimp like scrooges; and now Kami and Karli are stripped of all their cash. Hmmmm. I'm gonna be rooting for Chip and Kim and maybe the Bowling Moms!
I think I'm going to get a nosebleed from excessive staring at Big Broad Shoulders. Tissue, anyone?
Besides drowning in readings on society, society, ICTs and MORE society (sidenote: I'm getting darned sick of Sociology. I am 90% quite sure that I'm not going to major in it, despite this very interesting section on food haha.) and attending my lectures and tutorials faithfully like the good little girl I am... hmm my days have been pretty blah.
Blah! Blah! Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!
And there's nothing good on TV nowadays too. Oh TV, oh TV, my sole companion through these tortuous days. No more Olympics = no more crazed/horny/lustful behaviour so I'll be back to my pre-Ian-Thorpe-Michael-Phelps-big-broad-shoulders days. I hope.
This week marked the start of ever-so-lovely tutorials and most of the time I was hiding in a corner of the class and writing irrelevant stuff diligently on lined paper. The epitome of the perfect student, hah hah hah. I even managed to get through 2 tutorials without even uttering a single word to my tutorial-mates. I mean, besides the basic I'm-Si Yi-Year 1-Arts-Don't-know-what-to-major-in-yet introduction.
I am the Queen of Silence. All Hail, me!
*envisions throngs of people kowtow-ing*
Seriously though. Uni life hasn't had much to offer, to me at least. I always had this mentality that I should start Uni life on a clean slate and get to know more people and widen my social circle but then I realize it can get incredibly lonely at times. In a faculty of thousands, it's really quite impossible to know people like I used to. Names are getting increasingly difficult to remember and all the faces start blurring into a nice big bowl of rojak. Maybe I was too idealistic and had too high hopes for this Big New Chapter but at the same time, it's nice to have the freedom to do your own thing and not get bogged down by others (like my filling my water bottle and visiting the toilet before I go home routine, haha).
But sigh! I'm just a normal girl who likes friendly companionship when I feel lonesome... and insecure. Guess I do understand where certain people are coming from, and I shouldn't be so harsh when imposing my views. All I long for is a teeny bit of familiarity. Why is there nobody I know in Arts?! Why did everyone run to NTU/SMU?!
Sanitizers called and asked me to work for them this weekend. I didn't want to, because standing for 10hrs straight daily once a lifetime is sufficient for me, no matter how fantabulous the pay is, thank you very much. Didn't know how to reject them nicely so I was stammering and "Uh..."-ing over the phone but luckily, Sanitizer boss was quite understanding. I guess he got my point. Anyway I don't have enough confidence in myself to churn out amazing sales figures (with the help of the bosses) like the previous time so I'd rather things remain the way it was and I can keep on thinking that I am not too bad a salesperson instead of flopping terribly at a 2nd attempt.
Hahaha, self-denial works everytime!
And you know what my current goal in life is?
It's to achieve a 72% win for the total number of games in FreeCell!
The Amazing Race! Almost every team seems to have issues with money. Chip and Kim tip too generously and have no money to pay the cab driver; one half of Brandon and Nicole/Colin and Christie scrimp like scrooges; and now Kami and Karli are stripped of all their cash. Hmmmm. I'm gonna be rooting for Chip and Kim and maybe the Bowling Moms!
I think I'm going to get a nosebleed from excessive staring at Big Broad Shoulders. Tissue, anyone?
I've a feeling I did this before but I haven't decorated my blog with these lovely quizes for a very long time so here goes:
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And so today at 6pm, I planted myself in front of the TV, complete with mini-Singapore flag in hand.
We know the outcome.
What a heartwrenching match. And watching Li Jiawei weep openly during the news was so... sad.
Like all the newspapers like to say, we're a nation starved for an Olympic medal for close to half a century and the hopes of a nation rests on her slight shoulders.
Woah, can you feel the pressure already?
I guess you can't really blame her. She was trying her best but looked really distracted and perhaps, too impatient at times.
And the South Korean's reflexes were really good! And at least this player didn't erupt in squeaky grunts and snorts during the match. The North Korean needs some training in match etiquette.
Sigh, but oh! Disappointing, disappointing.
They're not showing Gymnastics on TV. I want to watch Khorkina on the uneven bars, dammit!
I must, I must.
Start reading up for school and making comprehensible notes!
A friend of mine has already typed out her own notes from the previous lectures.
I must, I must!
Free day tomorrow for some good old constructive mugging.
Whee. So exciting, I can't wait. -___-"
We know the outcome.
What a heartwrenching match. And watching Li Jiawei weep openly during the news was so... sad.
Like all the newspapers like to say, we're a nation starved for an Olympic medal for close to half a century and the hopes of a nation rests on her slight shoulders.
Woah, can you feel the pressure already?
I guess you can't really blame her. She was trying her best but looked really distracted and perhaps, too impatient at times.
And the South Korean's reflexes were really good! And at least this player didn't erupt in squeaky grunts and snorts during the match. The North Korean needs some training in match etiquette.
Sigh, but oh! Disappointing, disappointing.
They're not showing Gymnastics on TV. I want to watch Khorkina on the uneven bars, dammit!
I must, I must.
Start reading up for school and making comprehensible notes!
A friend of mine has already typed out her own notes from the previous lectures.
I must, I must!
Free day tomorrow for some good old constructive mugging.
Whee. So exciting, I can't wait. -___-"
Big broad shoulders
OK, that was quite a silly post by me (the fever cheer) but I'm been suffering from bouts of "blogstipation" and that's due to my life being So Sad and So Unhappening because I'm simply too passive for my own good. I have no inspiration to draw from to write stupid entries.
I can't write anymore! :(
But anyway, I love big broad shoulders. :D -smiles dreamily-
My secret desire is to have someone with big broad shoulders to embrace me in a hug.
Or rather, someone equals to Thorpe or Phelps. -glazed fanatic look-
And on to more not-so-frivolous matters. Today is the last day of the Swimming events and I am already suffering from swimming withdrawal symptoms. It's also the end of Gymnastics and I haven't really got to see Khorkina in action, bah! Li Jiawei's playing for Bronze tomorrow, and I sincerely wish her good luck! Psssst, I can't stand the North Korean player she was playing against today. She yelps every time she scores! Ugh!
Australia didn't even qualify for the 4x100 medley relay. No Thorpe in action. And Phelps gave up his place to Ian Crocker, so no Phelps in action too. Bah.
Watching the track events don't give me the same thrill as watching the pool events. Everything happens too fast on the track. It's too glitzy, too jazzed up.
I would rather not watch TV with my family. My mother always interrupts with her two-cents-worth of silly comments and saying things that I think is totally uncalled for.
It's like watching a movie and then a person behind you is giving a live commentary on it and revealing the plot at the same time.
So what if Li Jiawei isn't born and bred in Singapore? I'm sure other countries have their own imported talents too. That doesn't make her any lesser than any one of us. At least she tried, and she achieved something.
And as for the prize money. I really don't think the players do their best just for the prize money. It's the honour of standing on the podium and watching your flag fly high, obtaining the coveted medal due to your own merits. The money is just a bonus, at least to me.
But I've never played a competitive sport ever in my life and I can't say for sure how it feels to be under that immense stress but still, I admire all the fallen athletes for trying their best.
Yah, female swimmers look disproportionate with their bulging muscles, but so what? In fact, I think some of them look pretty good outside the water.
I don't get the point when such silly statements are made.
And... I'm supposed to be revising my work because I am "not in Primary School anymore", but in the great, terrifying instituiton called the University. But of course I'm still happily lazing around. Axons and neurons and whatnot can come later.
I think the Blogger Navigation bar (points to top of screen) looks horrible. Seems like no code can camouflage that horrible bar.
Dr. Nameless is finally back! I went to the airport today to welcome her home and also to indulge in Swenson's Topless 5 (going only $1.39!).
Lastly, the computer is irritating the hell out of me.
OK, that was quite a silly post by me (the fever cheer) but I'm been suffering from bouts of "blogstipation" and that's due to my life being So Sad and So Unhappening because I'm simply too passive for my own good. I have no inspiration to draw from to write stupid entries.
I can't write anymore! :(
But anyway, I love big broad shoulders. :D -smiles dreamily-
My secret desire is to have someone with big broad shoulders to embrace me in a hug.
Or rather, someone equals to Thorpe or Phelps. -glazed fanatic look-
And on to more not-so-frivolous matters. Today is the last day of the Swimming events and I am already suffering from swimming withdrawal symptoms. It's also the end of Gymnastics and I haven't really got to see Khorkina in action, bah! Li Jiawei's playing for Bronze tomorrow, and I sincerely wish her good luck! Psssst, I can't stand the North Korean player she was playing against today. She yelps every time she scores! Ugh!
Australia didn't even qualify for the 4x100 medley relay. No Thorpe in action. And Phelps gave up his place to Ian Crocker, so no Phelps in action too. Bah.
Watching the track events don't give me the same thrill as watching the pool events. Everything happens too fast on the track. It's too glitzy, too jazzed up.
I would rather not watch TV with my family. My mother always interrupts with her two-cents-worth of silly comments and saying things that I think is totally uncalled for.
It's like watching a movie and then a person behind you is giving a live commentary on it and revealing the plot at the same time.
So what if Li Jiawei isn't born and bred in Singapore? I'm sure other countries have their own imported talents too. That doesn't make her any lesser than any one of us. At least she tried, and she achieved something.
And as for the prize money. I really don't think the players do their best just for the prize money. It's the honour of standing on the podium and watching your flag fly high, obtaining the coveted medal due to your own merits. The money is just a bonus, at least to me.
But I've never played a competitive sport ever in my life and I can't say for sure how it feels to be under that immense stress but still, I admire all the fallen athletes for trying their best.
Yah, female swimmers look disproportionate with their bulging muscles, but so what? In fact, I think some of them look pretty good outside the water.
I don't get the point when such silly statements are made.
And... I'm supposed to be revising my work because I am "not in Primary School anymore", but in the great, terrifying instituiton called the University. But of course I'm still happily lazing around. Axons and neurons and whatnot can come later.
I think the Blogger Navigation bar (points to top of screen) looks horrible. Seems like no code can camouflage that horrible bar.
Dr. Nameless is finally back! I went to the airport today to welcome her home and also to indulge in Swenson's Topless 5 (going only $1.39!).
Lastly, the computer is irritating the hell out of me.
It's been the Olympics all day long, all night long.
Even though school has started, I feel like I'm still on an extended holiday. Instead of dutifully reading my textbooks and revising what has been gone through during the lectures like any other self-respecting student, I am glued to the TV watching swimming races (I've watched the heats, semi-finals and finals of everything that has been broadcast!) and table tennis (right now Li Jiawei is playing against Wang Nan!) and synchronised diving and gymnastics and badminton and the such. In fact I'm getting such an overdose of swimming that I feel quite sian watching 8 people travel up and down the pool again.
Oh and I didn't manage to get my desired CL1101E tutorial slot :( but never mind, all is not lost. I still managed to get a 4-day week, so hooray to me.
School's pretty boring. In fact everything's pretty boring right now. I'm going to watch the table tennis match. Ta.
Even though school has started, I feel like I'm still on an extended holiday. Instead of dutifully reading my textbooks and revising what has been gone through during the lectures like any other self-respecting student, I am glued to the TV watching swimming races (I've watched the heats, semi-finals and finals of everything that has been broadcast!) and table tennis (right now Li Jiawei is playing against Wang Nan!) and synchronised diving and gymnastics and badminton and the such. In fact I'm getting such an overdose of swimming that I feel quite sian watching 8 people travel up and down the pool again.
Oh and I didn't manage to get my desired CL1101E tutorial slot :( but never mind, all is not lost. I still managed to get a 4-day week, so hooray to me.
School's pretty boring. In fact everything's pretty boring right now. I'm going to watch the table tennis match. Ta.
Fireworks today was fantastic. Even though I missed out on a little at the beginning. But still, simply wonderful. Beeeyoutiful. Such a captivating and enchanting and stunning display of fireworks.
Splutter splutter splutter BOOM!
Oh and the pretty colours start raining on you...
My favourite was when those megahuge fireworks shot up and lit up the whole sky in one nice big arc... woohoo!
But unfortunately we arrived to late to chope a good spot where everything is in clear sight. I think it'll be even better if we were at the waterfront watching the fireworks. Wah. Breathtaking.
Haha and Karaoke again today. I am becoming a Karaoke addict, which is not very good.
Was watching the match between Ronald Susilo vs the world #1 Lin Dan or whatever his name was. So exciting. I'm so proud that he managed to get into the next round. Hip hip hooray!
Planning my own timetable is one big headache.
But I suppose I have it better than those with core modules pre-assigned to them, but still.
Trying to make my timetable as laziness-friendly as possible to suit my inert lifestyle, but I realize it isn't really possible.
I don't like it because when I end up with horrible 8am days I have nobody to blame but myself! I can't say "The school admin sucks! I have such a horrible timetable!"
*cringe*
Sigh. Sacrifices.
Splutter splutter splutter BOOM!
Oh and the pretty colours start raining on you...
My favourite was when those megahuge fireworks shot up and lit up the whole sky in one nice big arc... woohoo!
But unfortunately we arrived to late to chope a good spot where everything is in clear sight. I think it'll be even better if we were at the waterfront watching the fireworks. Wah. Breathtaking.
Haha and Karaoke again today. I am becoming a Karaoke addict, which is not very good.
Was watching the match between Ronald Susilo vs the world #1 Lin Dan or whatever his name was. So exciting. I'm so proud that he managed to get into the next round. Hip hip hooray!
Planning my own timetable is one big headache.
But I suppose I have it better than those with core modules pre-assigned to them, but still.
Trying to make my timetable as laziness-friendly as possible to suit my inert lifestyle, but I realize it isn't really possible.
I don't like it because when I end up with horrible 8am days I have nobody to blame but myself! I can't say "The school admin sucks! I have such a horrible timetable!"
*cringe*
Sigh. Sacrifices.
The world's greatest games has started and I've planted myself in front of the TV ever since I woke up. Watched all the swimming heats and the semi-finals and...
Ooh and the swimming finals! -squeals with excitement-
Aww I get all warm and fuzzy when I see Ian Thorpe on the podium. :D
And then I start smiling like an idiot.
But, as I was conversing with Gillian via SMS, frantically punching the keypad while trying not to miss anything that's happening on the TV screen, Ian Thorpe doesn't seem so spectacular now. I think it was because I was an impressionable young 14 year old back then and he seemed so amazing, breezing through the water and winning everyone else by like, 2 body lengths.
Oh I watched the repeat telecast of the NDP and the tribute to SM Goh was so touching! To me at least.
Looking forward to more swimming events! The men's 200m freestyle should be rather interesting (Ian Thorpe vs Michael Phelps!). Gearing myself up for more late nights and more fanatic tv-watching!
Sigh, quite sad right. My life's revolving around TV programmes.
Hmm I'm supposed to go for a Karaoke session and then to view fireworks tomorrow (or technically today) but I feel as though I've reached this plateau in life and it's so meaningless to be merry and have fun and spend money and then... ???
In addition, I'm missing my weekly swim.
And it's so meaningless dragging myself to school because there's simply nothing for me to look forward to. Most people prefer to stick to their JC/Secondary school friends and it's quite difficult trying to find those poor single souls like me that's floating around (or maybe I haven't tried hard enough) to make friends with.
At least last time, no matter how boring lessons were, I'd at least have a good time in school because I have the company of great friends.
It's just Go-to-school-sit-through-lecture-go-home without any social interaction and I'm becoming a recluse again.
I'm not depressed and losing sleep over it, but I'm not happy either.
Ahhh crappy.
Aw shucks I just remembered that I have to ballot for tutorials soon and I haven't planned my timetable! Shucks!
Ooh and the swimming finals! -squeals with excitement-
Aww I get all warm and fuzzy when I see Ian Thorpe on the podium. :D
And then I start smiling like an idiot.
But, as I was conversing with Gillian via SMS, frantically punching the keypad while trying not to miss anything that's happening on the TV screen, Ian Thorpe doesn't seem so spectacular now. I think it was because I was an impressionable young 14 year old back then and he seemed so amazing, breezing through the water and winning everyone else by like, 2 body lengths.
Oh I watched the repeat telecast of the NDP and the tribute to SM Goh was so touching! To me at least.
Looking forward to more swimming events! The men's 200m freestyle should be rather interesting (Ian Thorpe vs Michael Phelps!). Gearing myself up for more late nights and more fanatic tv-watching!
Sigh, quite sad right. My life's revolving around TV programmes.
Hmm I'm supposed to go for a Karaoke session and then to view fireworks tomorrow (or technically today) but I feel as though I've reached this plateau in life and it's so meaningless to be merry and have fun and spend money and then... ???
In addition, I'm missing my weekly swim.
And it's so meaningless dragging myself to school because there's simply nothing for me to look forward to. Most people prefer to stick to their JC/Secondary school friends and it's quite difficult trying to find those poor single souls like me that's floating around (or maybe I haven't tried hard enough) to make friends with.
At least last time, no matter how boring lessons were, I'd at least have a good time in school because I have the company of great friends.
It's just Go-to-school-sit-through-lecture-go-home without any social interaction and I'm becoming a recluse again.
I'm not depressed and losing sleep over it, but I'm not happy either.
Ahhh crappy.
Aw shucks I just remembered that I have to ballot for tutorials soon and I haven't planned my timetable! Shucks!
I'm super bored now. I cooked rice for the first time in my life and after my sister's enlightenment, I realize I forgot to flick on the switch.
Yeah I know, I'm extremely un-domesticated.
My cooking menu only boasts of Maggi Mee, pasta, and perhaps trying to fry an egg.
I only know how to fold clothes and wash the dishes, and I do vacuuming once in a very blue moon.
Oh I know how to change bedsheets.
Self-survival? I guess I need to be dumped somewhere alone to learn the finer aspects of housekeeping.
I stayed in school for a grand total of 1.5hours for the ICM lecture and the rest of the time was spent commuting to NUS.
I think I found out something that I'm not supposed to know?
All the same, it's not very nice being kept in the dark.
I feel damn tired.
I have tuition later :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
I need to read my Psychology textbook for tomorrow's 6-8pm lecture. -___-
I need to buy the Sociology textbook.
I need to collect the laptop for Xiaojing (but I don't know if it's ready for collection yet).
Oh I like Lin Jun Jie's new song, 江南. A must-sing for the next KTV session.
I shall go and update myself on the political scene of Singapore. We are entering a new political era! -grabs the newspaper-
Yeah I know, I'm extremely un-domesticated.
My cooking menu only boasts of Maggi Mee, pasta, and perhaps trying to fry an egg.
I only know how to fold clothes and wash the dishes, and I do vacuuming once in a very blue moon.
Oh I know how to change bedsheets.
Self-survival? I guess I need to be dumped somewhere alone to learn the finer aspects of housekeeping.
I stayed in school for a grand total of 1.5hours for the ICM lecture and the rest of the time was spent commuting to NUS.
I think I found out something that I'm not supposed to know?
All the same, it's not very nice being kept in the dark.
I feel damn tired.
I have tuition later :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
I need to read my Psychology textbook for tomorrow's 6-8pm lecture. -___-
I need to buy the Sociology textbook.
I need to collect the laptop for Xiaojing (but I don't know if it's ready for collection yet).
Oh I like Lin Jun Jie's new song, 江南. A must-sing for the next KTV session.
I shall go and update myself on the political scene of Singapore. We are entering a new political era! -grabs the newspaper-
The first 2 days of university life weren't too bad. Attended the lectures and they were basically introductory stuff, but I'm quite looking forward to studying Psychology in depth, even though I heard it's a lot of memory work. :(
And I bought the reading packages and textbooks for some of my modules, and goodness they're thick! And full of itsy-bitsy sized words. And the readings remind me of GP, somehow. I think what I'm taking is very much related to GP. So this semester is one big GP lesson. Boohoo.
Singapore Society and Sociology are very much similar, from what I've seen from the lectures, and everything is "you must attend lectures and take notes yourself", very much independent-based learning. Sigh. And quite a big component of our final grade comes from class participation in tutorials... which is precisely why I didn't want to go to SMU, and now NUS is using the same approach. Bah. I don't really wish for tutorials to start, in fact I'm quite happy with my timetable (for now) since I only have a 3-day week (not inclusive of tutorials).
So far I've managed to fall asleep in my Chinese Language lecture and Sociology lecture... wahahaha. There's an ICM lecture tomorrow, and I bet I'll have to buy more thick books and readings... bah. So much money spent, tsk tsk.
Gotta look at tutorial timings and then start planning and then balloting for my ideal time slots.
Haven't decided on what CCA to join though.
The Athens 2004 Olympics is starting soon! Ian Thorpe!!!
I've waited for 4 long years and I can finally see him live in the flesh, in action!
I love to watch swimming! Exclaimation mark(s)!
Empress's coming back soon! Woohoo!
Saint's away at Orientation Camp, boohoo.
Everyone else! I miss you all!
Alrighty I guess I gotta embrace my new life and er, try not to get lost. Yup :)
Oh yeah! And more importantly, try not to sleep during lectures. :)
And try not to dislike the long journey to and fro to school (they're getting slightly more bearable).
And try not to feel like as insignificant as a blade of grass in the Sociology lecture because I know NOBODY.
Try to keep up with my readings (that's a tough one, considering they put me to sleep when I see them. And I don't feel too friendly towards the readings now because I had to lug them home and they are damn heavy).
Try not to feel so lazy when I'm supposed to have tuition because I need the moolah!
Tra-la-la...!
And I bought the reading packages and textbooks for some of my modules, and goodness they're thick! And full of itsy-bitsy sized words. And the readings remind me of GP, somehow. I think what I'm taking is very much related to GP. So this semester is one big GP lesson. Boohoo.
Singapore Society and Sociology are very much similar, from what I've seen from the lectures, and everything is "you must attend lectures and take notes yourself", very much independent-based learning. Sigh. And quite a big component of our final grade comes from class participation in tutorials... which is precisely why I didn't want to go to SMU, and now NUS is using the same approach. Bah. I don't really wish for tutorials to start, in fact I'm quite happy with my timetable (for now) since I only have a 3-day week (not inclusive of tutorials).
So far I've managed to fall asleep in my Chinese Language lecture and Sociology lecture... wahahaha. There's an ICM lecture tomorrow, and I bet I'll have to buy more thick books and readings... bah. So much money spent, tsk tsk.
Gotta look at tutorial timings and then start planning and then balloting for my ideal time slots.
Haven't decided on what CCA to join though.
The Athens 2004 Olympics is starting soon! Ian Thorpe!!!
I've waited for 4 long years and I can finally see him live in the flesh, in action!
I love to watch swimming! Exclaimation mark(s)!
Empress's coming back soon! Woohoo!
Saint's away at Orientation Camp, boohoo.
Everyone else! I miss you all!
Alrighty I guess I gotta embrace my new life and er, try not to get lost. Yup :)
Oh yeah! And more importantly, try not to sleep during lectures. :)
And try not to dislike the long journey to and fro to school (they're getting slightly more bearable).
And try not to feel like as insignificant as a blade of grass in the Sociology lecture because I know NOBODY.
Try to keep up with my readings (that's a tough one, considering they put me to sleep when I see them. And I don't feel too friendly towards the readings now because I had to lug them home and they are damn heavy).
Try not to feel so lazy when I'm supposed to have tuition because I need the moolah!
Tra-la-la...!
I fell asleep while watching the National Day Parade :(
Which means I missed the fireworks and all, but I woke up with a sudden jerk when I suddenly remembered that Singapore Idol was premiering soon. Incidentally, Singapore Idol was hilarious. I think the judges offer very funny, sensible yet witty comments. And er, I can't stand the guy who stripped to his bright yellow underwear. He's the self-proclaimed most handsome guy in Singapore cum street eyebrow plucker and I think he's totally shameless. Tsk tsk.
Watching the parade stirred strong feelings of patriotism in me, as usual. I always feel all proud and dignified when I watch the NDP year after year. Especially when the familiar strains of the national anthem sounded and I realize I haven't forgotten the words much despite not singing it for half a year, hahaha. And watching PM Goh taking his seat and knowing that it'll be his last year attending the NDP as PM makes me sad, yet it stirs all these feelings of pride. Think I'll catch the repeat telecast to see what I've missed.
Eh my first lecture that kickstarts my University life begins in 6 hours time.
Say hello to surviving on 4 hours of sleep, travelling on crowded trains (and dozing off on other people's shoulders, haha) and rushing around campus like a headless chicken. Yay.
Which means I missed the fireworks and all, but I woke up with a sudden jerk when I suddenly remembered that Singapore Idol was premiering soon. Incidentally, Singapore Idol was hilarious. I think the judges offer very funny, sensible yet witty comments. And er, I can't stand the guy who stripped to his bright yellow underwear. He's the self-proclaimed most handsome guy in Singapore cum street eyebrow plucker and I think he's totally shameless. Tsk tsk.
Watching the parade stirred strong feelings of patriotism in me, as usual. I always feel all proud and dignified when I watch the NDP year after year. Especially when the familiar strains of the national anthem sounded and I realize I haven't forgotten the words much despite not singing it for half a year, hahaha. And watching PM Goh taking his seat and knowing that it'll be his last year attending the NDP as PM makes me sad, yet it stirs all these feelings of pride. Think I'll catch the repeat telecast to see what I've missed.
Eh my first lecture that kickstarts my University life begins in 6 hours time.
Say hello to surviving on 4 hours of sleep, travelling on crowded trains (and dozing off on other people's shoulders, haha) and rushing around campus like a headless chicken. Yay.
I was flipping through my photo album, and was hit by pangs of sadness and nostalgia.
Bittersweet longings for situations of the past.
I was looking at the grey cloth that I donned for 2 years and then suddenly I felt like wearing it again.
Like in the mornings when I clumsily buttoned the uniform and dragged myself to school.
The grey skirt that I have come to miss.
The rough fabric that I have seasoned, with KMnO4 stains, musky smell and all.
Sigh I miss routine school life so much. Well probably not studying/the workload, but the friends! The silly things we do! The laughter! Ooga ooga! Tuesday feasts! Bridge! Ahhhh I miss it so so so SO much and when I look at all the smiley faces in the photographs I wish I could teleport a year back when everyone was stuck in TC13 with the fans whirring and a teacher droning in front of the class...
I'm glad I have so many photos for keeps so I can relive those memories again and again. Stare at them and replay scenes in my puny mind. And knowing that things will never be the way it was again.
Think I'm finally at peace with myself, for being able to move on but at the same time not just clutch desperately at something intangible and move around in circles.
I'm going to revert back to my poor, struggling student status soon. Not looking forward to it, but who knows? I didn't look forward to my JC life back then and look what I got out from it? :)
And at the same time, if you'd like to donate to the Help-Si Yi-the-poor-struggling-undergrad fund... call 1900-112-HELP-SIYI. Hahahaha. Donations by mail are also welcome. ;)
Bittersweet longings for situations of the past.
I was looking at the grey cloth that I donned for 2 years and then suddenly I felt like wearing it again.
Like in the mornings when I clumsily buttoned the uniform and dragged myself to school.
The grey skirt that I have come to miss.
The rough fabric that I have seasoned, with KMnO4 stains, musky smell and all.
Sigh I miss routine school life so much. Well probably not studying/the workload, but the friends! The silly things we do! The laughter! Ooga ooga! Tuesday feasts! Bridge! Ahhhh I miss it so so so SO much and when I look at all the smiley faces in the photographs I wish I could teleport a year back when everyone was stuck in TC13 with the fans whirring and a teacher droning in front of the class...
I'm glad I have so many photos for keeps so I can relive those memories again and again. Stare at them and replay scenes in my puny mind. And knowing that things will never be the way it was again.
Think I'm finally at peace with myself, for being able to move on but at the same time not just clutch desperately at something intangible and move around in circles.
I'm going to revert back to my poor, struggling student status soon. Not looking forward to it, but who knows? I didn't look forward to my JC life back then and look what I got out from it? :)
And at the same time, if you'd like to donate to the Help-Si Yi-the-poor-struggling-undergrad fund... call 1900-112-HELP-SIYI. Hahahaha. Donations by mail are also welcome. ;)
Ek. Viruses a-rampant (by that I mean PC viruses) and it's irritating the hell out of me. According to the useless Norton my computer is infested with some version of a Trojan Horse that interferes with my start-up page and another virus called Bloodhound. They don't sound too friendly, do they?
Anyone knows how to get rid of the viruses swarming about in my PC? Offer a solution and I will be eternally grateful! Those irritating pop-up boxes advertising about various x-rated stuff and vices are also getting on my nerves. Bah.
Not much of a interesting Sunday. Had my weekly swim (which was quite OK since I didn't bump into any blind free-stylers) and then came home and read 2 days worth of papers. School's starting on Tuesday (eek!) which means 8am lectures and waking up at 6am :(
Went to check the IVLE and uh-oh, I'm regretting my decision to take Intro to Chinese Language. I realize that I can't even read Chinese well and fast enough for my liking, let alone take an entire module and having to read all the readings... in Chinese!!! Ahhhh!!! Dead dead dead.
Then I looked at my Psychology module. Then the Sociology module.
Everything has to do with reading, reading and more reading. Ugh. Thick textbooks and references, here I come.
Then I checked out the NUS Wakeboarding courses and it costs $70 for a introductory session!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh that's super expensive. But anyone wants to go with me? -pleading look- Alternatively I am also looking at the Pilates course which is at a more affordable price of $38. Hmmm.
I am very intrigued by the Mambo nights at Zouk after reading the article in The Sunday Times today. Coming from a person who has zilch clubbing experience and an experiment that went wrong with alcohol, am I wrong in interpreting that all people do while clubbing is to move their hands around in the air? Just for curiousity's sake, I'd like to go and wave my hands too! *wave wave wave wave* Hey, I think I'd do a pretty good job at waving my hands. Look at Karaoke sessions. Hahaha.
Sigh I desperately want to get rid of the viruses, help me help me help me help me!
Happy National Day!
Let's sing a song...
We are Singapore
We are Singapore
We will stand together and hear the lion roar...!!!
~Woohoo!
Anyone knows how to get rid of the viruses swarming about in my PC? Offer a solution and I will be eternally grateful! Those irritating pop-up boxes advertising about various x-rated stuff and vices are also getting on my nerves. Bah.
Not much of a interesting Sunday. Had my weekly swim (which was quite OK since I didn't bump into any blind free-stylers) and then came home and read 2 days worth of papers. School's starting on Tuesday (eek!) which means 8am lectures and waking up at 6am :(
Went to check the IVLE and uh-oh, I'm regretting my decision to take Intro to Chinese Language. I realize that I can't even read Chinese well and fast enough for my liking, let alone take an entire module and having to read all the readings... in Chinese!!! Ahhhh!!! Dead dead dead.
Then I looked at my Psychology module. Then the Sociology module.
Everything has to do with reading, reading and more reading. Ugh. Thick textbooks and references, here I come.
Then I checked out the NUS Wakeboarding courses and it costs $70 for a introductory session!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh that's super expensive. But anyone wants to go with me? -pleading look- Alternatively I am also looking at the Pilates course which is at a more affordable price of $38. Hmmm.
I am very intrigued by the Mambo nights at Zouk after reading the article in The Sunday Times today. Coming from a person who has zilch clubbing experience and an experiment that went wrong with alcohol, am I wrong in interpreting that all people do while clubbing is to move their hands around in the air? Just for curiousity's sake, I'd like to go and wave my hands too! *wave wave wave wave* Hey, I think I'd do a pretty good job at waving my hands. Look at Karaoke sessions. Hahaha.
Sigh I desperately want to get rid of the viruses, help me help me help me help me!
Happy National Day!
Let's sing a song...
We are Singapore
We are Singapore
We will stand together and hear the lion roar...!!!
~Woohoo!
2 months after buying the DIY hair dye I finally did the deed but it's not very obvious and the ammonia stinks. -___-
But I'm still very happy with my hair.
After all, my hair is the thing I'm happiest with, haha.
O-night last week was, er, quite a waste of time. I laughed at appropriate times and cheered at appropriate times. And I got a nice photo of my OG so all is not lost. We ended super late (at about 11.30pm) and I managed to catch the last train towards Pasir Ris (thankfully!) BUT missed the last NEL train to Punggol :(
Well, better being stranded in Pasir Ris than in Clementi right?
Cabbed home from Pasir Ris and reached home at 1am, my latest yet. A new record!
Shall plant myself in front of the TV now.
But I'm still very happy with my hair.
After all, my hair is the thing I'm happiest with, haha.
O-night last week was, er, quite a waste of time. I laughed at appropriate times and cheered at appropriate times. And I got a nice photo of my OG so all is not lost. We ended super late (at about 11.30pm) and I managed to catch the last train towards Pasir Ris (thankfully!) BUT missed the last NEL train to Punggol :(
Well, better being stranded in Pasir Ris than in Clementi right?
Cabbed home from Pasir Ris and reached home at 1am, my latest yet. A new record!
Shall plant myself in front of the TV now.
I did too many "Drunken Sailors" today (53 spins to be exact) and the aftermath is still getting to me.
My world is spinning around...
and around...
and around...
... meshing into a big blur.
Aiyo, giddy.
It's this floating and unstable sensation of me feeling like I'm going to topple over very soon...
Like sometimes when before I drift off to sleep I feel like I'm dropping 10 storeys down but I realize I'm not.
Today's Orientation was super tiring. Ahhhhhhh. Ran here and there and everywhere. Got rather filthy. An interesting mixture of tomato, and then flour, and then oranges, and then even more flour, and then rolling about in the grass -____-" and watermelons and starch... and alot of water. Damn disgusting. I felt so dirty but I got used to it.
Today's games helped us to so-called "bond" together but I still feel strangely detached from everything haha. Luckily I don't have to wake up early tomorrow.
Sigh. Been wrestling with a disobedient nose all day long and I can't breathe properly. Plus my face is now glowing red again due to being in the sun for prolonged hours (those telematches and war games!). Oh well.
On a side note: I managed to bid for my SS module and I'm also taking CL1101E Intro to Chinese Language bwhahahaha :p Time to trace back to my Chinese roots hahahahaha. Need to brush up on rusty Chinese. :)
My world is spinning around...
and around...
and around...
... meshing into a big blur.
Aiyo, giddy.
It's this floating and unstable sensation of me feeling like I'm going to topple over very soon...
Like sometimes when before I drift off to sleep I feel like I'm dropping 10 storeys down but I realize I'm not.
Today's Orientation was super tiring. Ahhhhhhh. Ran here and there and everywhere. Got rather filthy. An interesting mixture of tomato, and then flour, and then oranges, and then even more flour, and then rolling about in the grass -____-" and watermelons and starch... and alot of water. Damn disgusting. I felt so dirty but I got used to it.
Today's games helped us to so-called "bond" together but I still feel strangely detached from everything haha. Luckily I don't have to wake up early tomorrow.
Sigh. Been wrestling with a disobedient nose all day long and I can't breathe properly. Plus my face is now glowing red again due to being in the sun for prolonged hours (those telematches and war games!). Oh well.
On a side note: I managed to bid for my SS module and I'm also taking CL1101E Intro to Chinese Language bwhahahaha :p Time to trace back to my Chinese roots hahahahaha. Need to brush up on rusty Chinese. :)
Oh, the guilt.
Since everything is non-compulsory these days and I don't need a parents' letter explaining my absence, I have decided not to go for Flag Day tomorrow. I'm not planning to go for Rag Day too. I am very anti-social. I am selfish and lazy. Wahahaha.
Oh but the guilt! The guilt! Flag Day is supposed to be a meaningful event and I should help the less fortunate (considering that I don't do any kind deeds like donating to NKF) and it'll probably be nice to get to know people from my OG better and if I don't make an appearance, like very 对不起 my OGL but ahhhhhh. Laziness and a passion for slacking precedes everything else.
Freshmen Inauguration Ceremony today, honestly I expected it to be much longer and much more boring but the whole thing ended in about 1.5hours. And I suddenly feel like joining the Jazz Band. Maybe I can play the triangle or maracas or tambourine, hahaha.
And what else? Bidding for modules is like the most exciting thing happening in my life now. I'm getting bankrupt. I don't have many (much?) bidding points left. Why oh why do I like to go for modules that are highly contested for?!
Sometimes I still feel like I cannot fit in with the OG even though they are a very nice bunch of people. It's like nobody is on the same wavelength as me, and some of them already know each other prior to orientation and it just feels weird you know, being the single soul floating around without any proper home to go to, and not wanting to interrupt their conversations. And there are just plenty of awkward silences only to be filled up with questions like, "So what did you bid for?" and then followed by a general agreement that Psychology 1101E is damn difficult to get. Sigh. We are turning into bidding machines and bidding for modules is all that we talk about.
I'm too used to frolicking in a group with people that genuinely know and understand and accept me for the mad person I am/was. Perhaps I am only succeeding in distancing myself from everybody else and not letting anyone get to know me better hahaha. I still believe that you can't make very good friends in Uni; everyone belongs to the hi-bye acquaintance type because you see each other for like, what, 2 hours a week? That's hardly sufficient for something substantial to develop. Some senior remarked that Orientation friends are the ones who will last throughout Uni, but I would rather not start sticking to a certain bunch. That doesn't give much freedom to know more people here and there. Time to widen up the social circle and to network (sigh) and besides, I'm starting to enjoy the solitude and independence of being alone (although I admit there are plenty of disadvantages to that too).
Oh I am a social misfit. Hahaha.
Sigh. With much reluctance I now close a chapter of my old life and open the window to another one.
Since everything is non-compulsory these days and I don't need a parents' letter explaining my absence, I have decided not to go for Flag Day tomorrow. I'm not planning to go for Rag Day too. I am very anti-social. I am selfish and lazy. Wahahaha.
Oh but the guilt! The guilt! Flag Day is supposed to be a meaningful event and I should help the less fortunate (considering that I don't do any kind deeds like donating to NKF) and it'll probably be nice to get to know people from my OG better and if I don't make an appearance, like very 对不起 my OGL but ahhhhhh. Laziness and a passion for slacking precedes everything else.
Freshmen Inauguration Ceremony today, honestly I expected it to be much longer and much more boring but the whole thing ended in about 1.5hours. And I suddenly feel like joining the Jazz Band. Maybe I can play the triangle or maracas or tambourine, hahaha.
And what else? Bidding for modules is like the most exciting thing happening in my life now. I'm getting bankrupt. I don't have many (much?) bidding points left. Why oh why do I like to go for modules that are highly contested for?!
Sometimes I still feel like I cannot fit in with the OG even though they are a very nice bunch of people. It's like nobody is on the same wavelength as me, and some of them already know each other prior to orientation and it just feels weird you know, being the single soul floating around without any proper home to go to, and not wanting to interrupt their conversations. And there are just plenty of awkward silences only to be filled up with questions like, "So what did you bid for?" and then followed by a general agreement that Psychology 1101E is damn difficult to get. Sigh. We are turning into bidding machines and bidding for modules is all that we talk about.
I'm too used to frolicking in a group with people that genuinely know and understand and accept me for the mad person I am/was. Perhaps I am only succeeding in distancing myself from everybody else and not letting anyone get to know me better hahaha. I still believe that you can't make very good friends in Uni; everyone belongs to the hi-bye acquaintance type because you see each other for like, what, 2 hours a week? That's hardly sufficient for something substantial to develop. Some senior remarked that Orientation friends are the ones who will last throughout Uni, but I would rather not start sticking to a certain bunch. That doesn't give much freedom to know more people here and there. Time to widen up the social circle and to network (sigh) and besides, I'm starting to enjoy the solitude and independence of being alone (although I admit there are plenty of disadvantages to that too).
Oh I am a social misfit. Hahaha.
Sigh. With much reluctance I now close a chapter of my old life and open the window to another one.
Smurf clap! Laa-la-la-la-la-laaa-la-la-la-la-laaa..
Even though we were promised a very fun-filled day, I thought it was a quite a waste of time. Should have stayed home and snored through the morning.
Well, at least groping for worms was um, unique.
I was a little disgusted by the prospect of holding a worm but after a while, you get used to it. But I can still remember the wriggly worm expanding and contracting around my finger... ewww.
Gives me the shudders.
And I almost retched when I saw the disgusting plate of baked beans + sambal chilli + corn + tomato + century egg + tomato sauce + doufu + dunno what else. It looked like vomit and I couldn't bear to feast my eyes on the unfortunate soul who had to eat the thing.
Just researched on the modules and blah, think I'll take a GEM module since I don't have enough points to bid for French anymore. Boohoo.
Too many modules lah, I'm getting all mixed up. Eyes blurry.
Yanz! What modules are you planning to take? Maybe we can take a module together hehehe :)
I left my pencil box at my cousin's place. Boohoo. I miss my trusty pencil and my favourite ball point pen. :(
Yet I feel vaguely made used of, because I yield a matriculation card.
My throat hurts!
Even though we were promised a very fun-filled day, I thought it was a quite a waste of time. Should have stayed home and snored through the morning.
Well, at least groping for worms was um, unique.
I was a little disgusted by the prospect of holding a worm but after a while, you get used to it. But I can still remember the wriggly worm expanding and contracting around my finger... ewww.
Gives me the shudders.
And I almost retched when I saw the disgusting plate of baked beans + sambal chilli + corn + tomato + century egg + tomato sauce + doufu + dunno what else. It looked like vomit and I couldn't bear to feast my eyes on the unfortunate soul who had to eat the thing.
Just researched on the modules and blah, think I'll take a GEM module since I don't have enough points to bid for French anymore. Boohoo.
Too many modules lah, I'm getting all mixed up. Eyes blurry.
Yanz! What modules are you planning to take? Maybe we can take a module together hehehe :)
I left my pencil box at my cousin's place. Boohoo. I miss my trusty pencil and my favourite ball point pen. :(
Yet I feel vaguely made used of, because I yield a matriculation card.
My throat hurts!
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