Monday, September 29, 2003
Of Airline pilots and doctors
I"ll just do a quickie blog.. IT's the start of the holidays.. yeah! Saturday morning... got told off by the reverend for doing the world's most fucked up translation. SOrry lah.. jing xin jing li liao. Was pretty relieved to be off the hook actually. :P BUt neway, that was the lousy ending to a lousy week. Met up with PS and HH later on in the afternoon. SA and Yv also came along.. Gal's evening out!.It was one of the best evenings I had ever had in Melbourne! We went to St. Kilda's beach to picnic.. The wind was strong, the scenery was stunning, the weather was cold, and we were freezing. ( Esp PS who was dressed to kill in a skirt) . BUt it was lovely. The sunset was absolutely beautiful. I uploaded a few shots of it. Go take a look. ( under photos) . After the sun had gone down, we went for hot chocolate and cakes.FOr the first time in a long while, I felt happy and relaxed. Just sipping hot cocoa, chatting and laughing with a couple of friends.. Sigh, this was life.
Sunday
Was rudely awaken by the jangling of the telephone. Got entangled in the sheets and ended up on the floor, mummified in my blanket. I vaguely recall my dad telling me he had landed b4 I dozed off again. It's nice to have family down Melbourne. But the hours past so fast and b4 you know it , they're back in Singapore. SIgh. Neway, I packed my bag and set off to the grand hyatt to bunk in with my dad for one night and worship the TV in the hotel room. Walked aroudn the city with Dad. It was fortunate that it was the hols, usually all I got to see of him when he came down was during lunch and dinner. We met up with HH for dinner. HH started quizzing my dad about the show Catch me If you can. and about airplanes. Went back to the hotel and watched TV. ( oh... deprived me) Yeah. ok, i'm a geek. I watched a swimming match and a documentary.. haha. then dozed off.. .
Monday.
Saw daddy off. SO sad. :(. I hate partings.. Is just like HH says.Is it better to experience joy and have it taken away, or is it better if we never came into contact with it at all? I hate that achy feeling when I see some one leave. hai. neway, now typing this. Going for hiphop and then meeting HH and LZ for dinner and a movie. :) HH is staying over. Thank goodness.
I"ll just do a quickie blog.. IT's the start of the holidays.. yeah! Saturday morning... got told off by the reverend for doing the world's most fucked up translation. SOrry lah.. jing xin jing li liao. Was pretty relieved to be off the hook actually. :P BUt neway, that was the lousy ending to a lousy week. Met up with PS and HH later on in the afternoon. SA and Yv also came along.. Gal's evening out!.It was one of the best evenings I had ever had in Melbourne! We went to St. Kilda's beach to picnic.. The wind was strong, the scenery was stunning, the weather was cold, and we were freezing. ( Esp PS who was dressed to kill in a skirt) . BUt it was lovely. The sunset was absolutely beautiful. I uploaded a few shots of it. Go take a look. ( under photos) . After the sun had gone down, we went for hot chocolate and cakes.FOr the first time in a long while, I felt happy and relaxed. Just sipping hot cocoa, chatting and laughing with a couple of friends.. Sigh, this was life.
Sunday
Was rudely awaken by the jangling of the telephone. Got entangled in the sheets and ended up on the floor, mummified in my blanket. I vaguely recall my dad telling me he had landed b4 I dozed off again. It's nice to have family down Melbourne. But the hours past so fast and b4 you know it , they're back in Singapore. SIgh. Neway, I packed my bag and set off to the grand hyatt to bunk in with my dad for one night and worship the TV in the hotel room. Walked aroudn the city with Dad. It was fortunate that it was the hols, usually all I got to see of him when he came down was during lunch and dinner. We met up with HH for dinner. HH started quizzing my dad about the show Catch me If you can. and about airplanes. Went back to the hotel and watched TV. ( oh... deprived me) Yeah. ok, i'm a geek. I watched a swimming match and a documentary.. haha. then dozed off.. .
Monday.
Saw daddy off. SO sad. :(. I hate partings.. Is just like HH says.Is it better to experience joy and have it taken away, or is it better if we never came into contact with it at all? I hate that achy feeling when I see some one leave. hai. neway, now typing this. Going for hiphop and then meeting HH and LZ for dinner and a movie. :) HH is staying over. Thank goodness.
Friday, September 26, 2003
Thunderclouds over Melbourne
Still walking around like an extra thunder cloud over melbourne. Know i'm behaving like a utter bitch, but i just can't help it. I hate myself for being so grumpy but hai, the situations i find myself in just seem to aggrevate the grumpiness that had been contained in me, fuelled by stress from having a difficult academic week.Everyday i wake up in the morning and feel like i can't face the world. Everytime i'm out , i just wanna get home asap and stone.
Like today, I found out that the library had forgotten to check in a book i had returned yesterday, classifiying the book as over due and forcing me to hunt the library over for that particular anatomy book. the librarian very matter of factly printed the bar code and told me to look for the book myself. Even after I managed to scour for the book ( as usual, murphy's law saw me runnig thru a whole shelveful and finding my book at the very end), they didn't even apologise for the inconvenience caused. Boy was i flaming mad. Geez. It's taking me longer and longer to cool off. Everytime i managed to calm myself down, the event just plays up and i start seething again. I think i need the holidays. THank goodness they're here.
Still walking around like an extra thunder cloud over melbourne. Know i'm behaving like a utter bitch, but i just can't help it. I hate myself for being so grumpy but hai, the situations i find myself in just seem to aggrevate the grumpiness that had been contained in me, fuelled by stress from having a difficult academic week.Everyday i wake up in the morning and feel like i can't face the world. Everytime i'm out , i just wanna get home asap and stone.
Like today, I found out that the library had forgotten to check in a book i had returned yesterday, classifiying the book as over due and forcing me to hunt the library over for that particular anatomy book. the librarian very matter of factly printed the bar code and told me to look for the book myself. Even after I managed to scour for the book ( as usual, murphy's law saw me runnig thru a whole shelveful and finding my book at the very end), they didn't even apologise for the inconvenience caused. Boy was i flaming mad. Geez. It's taking me longer and longer to cool off. Everytime i managed to calm myself down, the event just plays up and i start seething again. I think i need the holidays. THank goodness they're here.
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Snappers
I'm seem to be trapped in a ever existing foul mood with an equally appalling vocab these days. I wake up in the morning feeling downright grumpy, go to school looking like a thundercloud ( drenched by the melbourne rain to suit my image) and just yearning to lock myself back in my room without having to meet anyone. Blew up a couple of times at my friends yesterday, nearly ended up in tears because a bunch of fucking assholes next to me were yakking their ass off during trefor morgan's lecture and i was barely containing the colourful language that welled up within me. ( I had too, because my level coordinator was next to me) took a school photo.. mebbe i'll upload some pix when i'm not so grumpy. Got lost during hiphop.. hai.
Everyone seems to be in a crappy mood these dayz. K burst out at the guys during acap pract coz the tenors ( who else, sigh) were fooling around and trying any part but their own. Well, that did the trick. We sounded amazingly good today. I came out of a lousy lecture feeling as foul as the diseased liver in my notes. It's stressful sitting in a corked up lecture.. seriously ,it is.
I'm seem to be trapped in a ever existing foul mood with an equally appalling vocab these days. I wake up in the morning feeling downright grumpy, go to school looking like a thundercloud ( drenched by the melbourne rain to suit my image) and just yearning to lock myself back in my room without having to meet anyone. Blew up a couple of times at my friends yesterday, nearly ended up in tears because a bunch of fucking assholes next to me were yakking their ass off during trefor morgan's lecture and i was barely containing the colourful language that welled up within me. ( I had too, because my level coordinator was next to me) took a school photo.. mebbe i'll upload some pix when i'm not so grumpy. Got lost during hiphop.. hai.
Everyone seems to be in a crappy mood these dayz. K burst out at the guys during acap pract coz the tenors ( who else, sigh) were fooling around and trying any part but their own. Well, that did the trick. We sounded amazingly good today. I came out of a lousy lecture feeling as foul as the diseased liver in my notes. It's stressful sitting in a corked up lecture.. seriously ,it is.
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Shiver me timbers!
YEAH!!! EXAMS were over! Unbelievable but yez! We could hardly wait for lecture to be done. And the one of liver was extra tedious. I got terribly restless towards the end...... and then - FREEDOM!!! We trotted out of the lecture theatre, beaming and right into the thick of a shower. CRAP. SO anyway, by the time we got to gelares' we were utterly drenched. Waffles for lunch left me feeling a bit sick. I swear i'll be eating half a waffle next time. Then it was off to bridge road for shopping. We split here and I located this shop where I bought 2 new black ( wat else? ) tops. :) One has a really plunging neck line ( Oh.. ) . right. but wonder when i'll wear it tho'. :)
Then we trotted off to crown casino. Never been in there b4 ... they didn't even bother with id. N who was a few days short of his 18 th bday got in scot free. Neway, 2 bux fish and chips were fantastic! THen we watched pirates of the carribean.. I was pleasantly surpised when I watched the familiar scenes from the walt disney theme park ride being reproduced perfectly in the film. The film was a swashblucking adventure and johnny depp was incredibly funny! Orlando bloom was cute but i think depp stole the show from him without a doubt. But heck, I still love orlando bloom :) but i'll add johnny depp to my list of desirable guys... Had a great time after mugging like some siao zha bor for weeks since the sem started. :) yay! My week is full of activities.. :) wonder if i should follow my friends to adelaide during the vacation. but i worry about my end of year exam.
YEAH!!! EXAMS were over! Unbelievable but yez! We could hardly wait for lecture to be done. And the one of liver was extra tedious. I got terribly restless towards the end...... and then - FREEDOM!!! We trotted out of the lecture theatre, beaming and right into the thick of a shower. CRAP. SO anyway, by the time we got to gelares' we were utterly drenched. Waffles for lunch left me feeling a bit sick. I swear i'll be eating half a waffle next time. Then it was off to bridge road for shopping. We split here and I located this shop where I bought 2 new black ( wat else? ) tops. :) One has a really plunging neck line ( Oh.. ) . right. but wonder when i'll wear it tho'. :)
Then we trotted off to crown casino. Never been in there b4 ... they didn't even bother with id. N who was a few days short of his 18 th bday got in scot free. Neway, 2 bux fish and chips were fantastic! THen we watched pirates of the carribean.. I was pleasantly surpised when I watched the familiar scenes from the walt disney theme park ride being reproduced perfectly in the film. The film was a swashblucking adventure and johnny depp was incredibly funny! Orlando bloom was cute but i think depp stole the show from him without a doubt. But heck, I still love orlando bloom :) but i'll add johnny depp to my list of desirable guys... Had a great time after mugging like some siao zha bor for weeks since the sem started. :) yay! My week is full of activities.. :) wonder if i should follow my friends to adelaide during the vacation. but i worry about my end of year exam.
Sunday, September 14, 2003
Fanning the flames of resignation
as you can tell by now, i'm not in the mood of giving long winded descriptions of my life, so a day to day blow of the mundane issues that arise will suffice for the moment.
T'was the weekend before the test,
And all was stressful ... Or is it?
Seems like I'm still going on with my happy go lucky life. THis is getting weird. Usually by now, I'll be lost behind a mountain of notes, frantically cramming away. LIke HH puts it, I"ve just entered the phase after "panicking". I"m thick in the "resignation" phase. I was sick of the notes. I"m not going to say I've studied sufficiently, you can never finish studying. When you've finished round 2, there's still round 3 to go. BUt looking at the numerous intricate metabolic pathways I've to commit once again to memory, I know even Round 100 wouldn't help much. So I'm just expanding my mental energy thinking of what to cook later. Bad?? I"m feeling more puzzled at my lack of motivation than anything else.
Let's see.. yesterday, I walked out from the temple and I saw a dustbin on fire!!! It was surreal. My friend and I hesitated there. THe wind was clearly fanning the flames but the passersby didn't seem to care much. They passed an incredulous stare by continued on their respective paths. One lady tried to put out the flames, but to no avail. In the end, I whipped out my handphone and dialled 000. I couldn't barely hear what the irritated tele operator was trying to tell me above the roar of the melbourne wind. " Dustbin on fire," I reported, suddenly a little foolish. Dustbin?! If the lady was trying not to laugh, she did a pretty good job. But anyway, within a minute, two fire engines came wailing up the street... TWO?! The fire was getting bigger, but i think a fire extinguisher could have done the job pretty ok. Geez.
Tried my darnest to do some work, ended up playing jay chou's songs on the guitar. People usually comment about how kids who go overseas become more "westernised" . I think i'm an oddity. Check this out, me listening to chinese songs. Pigs are gonna fly next.
Neway, i just screwed 3 test papers in a row. amazing stuff. really demoralizes you. So my conclusion is i'm gonna screw tuesday's test too. But seriously, i don't care. And it's scarey. Had a call from a pal at 1am in the morning because of the stress of the exam. Bleary eyed, I took the call. Let's just say it's a total role reversal. I"m usually the one panicking . Queer?
" There's a dustbin on fire at the corner of Queen's and Bourke street..."
as you can tell by now, i'm not in the mood of giving long winded descriptions of my life, so a day to day blow of the mundane issues that arise will suffice for the moment.
T'was the weekend before the test,
And all was stressful ... Or is it?
Seems like I'm still going on with my happy go lucky life. THis is getting weird. Usually by now, I'll be lost behind a mountain of notes, frantically cramming away. LIke HH puts it, I"ve just entered the phase after "panicking". I"m thick in the "resignation" phase. I was sick of the notes. I"m not going to say I've studied sufficiently, you can never finish studying. When you've finished round 2, there's still round 3 to go. BUt looking at the numerous intricate metabolic pathways I've to commit once again to memory, I know even Round 100 wouldn't help much. So I'm just expanding my mental energy thinking of what to cook later. Bad?? I"m feeling more puzzled at my lack of motivation than anything else.
Let's see.. yesterday, I walked out from the temple and I saw a dustbin on fire!!! It was surreal. My friend and I hesitated there. THe wind was clearly fanning the flames but the passersby didn't seem to care much. They passed an incredulous stare by continued on their respective paths. One lady tried to put out the flames, but to no avail. In the end, I whipped out my handphone and dialled 000. I couldn't barely hear what the irritated tele operator was trying to tell me above the roar of the melbourne wind. " Dustbin on fire," I reported, suddenly a little foolish. Dustbin?! If the lady was trying not to laugh, she did a pretty good job. But anyway, within a minute, two fire engines came wailing up the street... TWO?! The fire was getting bigger, but i think a fire extinguisher could have done the job pretty ok. Geez.
Tried my darnest to do some work, ended up playing jay chou's songs on the guitar. People usually comment about how kids who go overseas become more "westernised" . I think i'm an oddity. Check this out, me listening to chinese songs. Pigs are gonna fly next.
Neway, i just screwed 3 test papers in a row. amazing stuff. really demoralizes you. So my conclusion is i'm gonna screw tuesday's test too. But seriously, i don't care. And it's scarey. Had a call from a pal at 1am in the morning because of the stress of the exam. Bleary eyed, I took the call. Let's just say it's a total role reversal. I"m usually the one panicking . Queer?
" There's a dustbin on fire at the corner of Queen's and Bourke street..."
Saturday, September 13, 2003
I sat in the library swinging my legs and trying to concentrate on my notes. Somehow, weeks of cooping myself in the library had done me injustice. I just couldn't summon the will to carry on studying. I was sick of the notes. I winced as I read through them yet again. It was so exasperating. I didn't feel like studying them again, but i' knew i'd already 4gotten whta i had studied. Perhaps the main reason I was in the library was that i was waiting for HH to come. But it didn't look like she was coming that night.
With a jangle of chains, he swept into the study hall. Oh yez. this dude with a punk , exagerrated mahawk hairstyle dyed a shocking electric pink, with outfit complete with metal chains and a broken BMW logo that dangled from his belt. Everyone's gaze hung on his incredibly outlandish outfit. He looked ridiculoulsy out of place among the library crowd. Ignoring everyone's incredulous stares, he selected a table and sat down. But boy could that guy study. He sat there unmoving for 3 hours and studied. I think he had a better attention span than I did. well. appearences sure can deceive.
With a jangle of chains, he swept into the study hall. Oh yez. this dude with a punk , exagerrated mahawk hairstyle dyed a shocking electric pink, with outfit complete with metal chains and a broken BMW logo that dangled from his belt. Everyone's gaze hung on his incredibly outlandish outfit. He looked ridiculoulsy out of place among the library crowd. Ignoring everyone's incredulous stares, he selected a table and sat down. But boy could that guy study. He sat there unmoving for 3 hours and studied. I think he had a better attention span than I did. well. appearences sure can deceive.
Thursday, September 04, 2003
of singing and cadavars
Acapella group pract. session no. 2 officially went into full swing today. As I stumbled out of the lecture theatre, with my mind spinning with new terms and trying to come to terms with the fact that i was most probably not going to be able to sleep tonight with the amount of studying i had to do, the only thing that kept my feet moving was the anticipation. I missed acapella singing. So badly. Yeah, it's something like an addiction, never could really get away far from it though I swore i 'd never sing in a group again after my numerous bad experiences with acap groups.
K and J met me outside the theatre. 3 of us were bemoaning the utter lack of guys in our group. We'd just lost a tenor to the immense pressure and workload the course was giving us. KE and W met us outside with A and Wi tagging along. The latter two grinned rather sheepishly and spoke the words that we so wanted to hear.. " Can we join????"
Ok.. so now we have an overload of guys. But hell, our numbers look better than before. I left the yelling and organisation to K. I had had enough of organising stuff after a stint as prez of my ex acap group and later, one of the music coords.. I just wanted to get down to the singing. TOo bad the guys were a little too playful. My patience really wore thin. After K managed to restore order, I had to contend with 5 others who had never sung acap in their life. the tenors kept singing the alto part, the basses kept fooling around. But in the end, we managed to put together a coca cola song that i arranged last year. really simple song, but it kept our spirits up when we managed to ramble through an acceptable sounding version. yippee... it's cool. oh y
Cadavars...
our tutor wasn't bad at all. I was holding my breath in anticipation when he opened his mouth, but he sure didn't disappoint me. :) thank god. Neway, cadavars have stopped shocking me, bad smell and all. I was merrily hacking away at the fasica today. whoopee.
Acapella group pract. session no. 2 officially went into full swing today. As I stumbled out of the lecture theatre, with my mind spinning with new terms and trying to come to terms with the fact that i was most probably not going to be able to sleep tonight with the amount of studying i had to do, the only thing that kept my feet moving was the anticipation. I missed acapella singing. So badly. Yeah, it's something like an addiction, never could really get away far from it though I swore i 'd never sing in a group again after my numerous bad experiences with acap groups.
K and J met me outside the theatre. 3 of us were bemoaning the utter lack of guys in our group. We'd just lost a tenor to the immense pressure and workload the course was giving us. KE and W met us outside with A and Wi tagging along. The latter two grinned rather sheepishly and spoke the words that we so wanted to hear.. " Can we join????"
Ok.. so now we have an overload of guys. But hell, our numbers look better than before. I left the yelling and organisation to K. I had had enough of organising stuff after a stint as prez of my ex acap group and later, one of the music coords.. I just wanted to get down to the singing. TOo bad the guys were a little too playful. My patience really wore thin. After K managed to restore order, I had to contend with 5 others who had never sung acap in their life. the tenors kept singing the alto part, the basses kept fooling around. But in the end, we managed to put together a coca cola song that i arranged last year. really simple song, but it kept our spirits up when we managed to ramble through an acceptable sounding version. yippee... it's cool. oh y
Cadavars...
our tutor wasn't bad at all. I was holding my breath in anticipation when he opened his mouth, but he sure didn't disappoint me. :) thank god. Neway, cadavars have stopped shocking me, bad smell and all. I was merrily hacking away at the fasica today. whoopee.
