a little Xtra

animal rights, human rights, how about vegetable rights? i think the last one would suit me best. pass the spinach please!

It took away her life.
She, who opened the door to the world of music,
who set my 5 year old hands on the keyboard,
who taught me how to coax the mellow notes out from the wooden keys.
who opened the world of possibility to let me discover my love for singing and guitar.
her patience,
her quiet guidance
her gentle corrections
It took her,
a swift blow,
dealt with no mercy.

I didn't even get to say goodbye.

a tribute to my first piano teacher --- Ms May, who passed away a few years ago from cancer.

Hope is a pretty useless entity to have.
coz if you fall short, u juz plunge right into despair --

Since vegans care so much for animals,
they must reallly hate vegetables
-- seen in readers digest

Time, goes by , so slowly
and time can do so much...
-- Unchained melody

bangle shopping. j9, bettina and moi

traditional indian sweets. IT"S DIABOLICALLY SWEET :)



partners in crime at skirt bargining. From left : dr. Bettina, j9, me, paojing, judy. Dr. Bettina's going back to the Philippines, so we went out for a little gai gai down to little india. Judy makes an impressive tour guide :) it's like a full on tour ... indian food, culture, clothes... COOL!!!



Our pretty bday gal!!




team melbourne and team st. nics.

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tick tock. heed the clock.

Come Nov, i'll hit 21. It means a couple of things. Legal voting, past the peak of optimal kidney function, able to watch RA movies ( ironic, that i already qualify to have sex), different stresses, different relatinoships, different ways of dealing with things, and yez.. growing old.

I think even harder than growing old ( and fussing over that "2" digit when you fill up the "wat's you age "blanks in forms) is watching the ppl aroudn you grow old. The signs have been accumulating, every white hair, every wrinkle, the decreasing strenght, the increasing health issues.

It's a rather jolting transition. One moment you're a happy go lucky kid, well looked after by your parents. Next moment you're worrying, trouble shooting, nagging the very people who did the same for you a couple of years ago. It's a pretty unnerving change over. But like Tzuie said, we 've got to face that fact that they're not going to be able to look after uz much longer. Soon we will be in our parents shoes, looking after them like they do for our grandparents.

It's a sobering thing, to contemplate on the impermanence of the human body. The wearing out of the human machinery, the slow battle against the other elements that come with the process of aging. And it's slowly creeping into our lives.

GUess it's all part of growing up.
And there's still so much of it to do , even after you come of age.

www.sgdr.blogspot.com

simply the funniest. seriously. i was howling with laughter.. ( coz contrary to my bro who is tickled by choc. balls, my taste are a little less sugary)

Speaking of the choc balls, i managed to dig out my cd with that song.. whoo hoo. more corruption of young minds.

-- wholesome karma leads to wholesome effects, unwholesome karma leds to unwholesome effects, that's just the whole law of cause and effect ---

An uneasy calm,
interrupted sharply when u least expected.

argh, 4got about Budak. nvm, next time. remind me pls. i think i stopped getting updates.
performance is on 2nd sept. bookings are open liao
i'll try to book for next month's one. i think ti's the first fri of every mtnh? who can make it for oct's one? lemme know canz?

"chocolate salty balls"

I was driving my brother to school this morning, when that song started playing on the radio.

" oooo h , suck on my chocolate salty balls...'

, I havne't heard that song in ages. i think the last time I heard it was from an aca acapella CD that JC lent to me so i was pretty delighted to hear it again. Well, turns out i wasn't the only one who was estatic to hear it.

a giggle reminded me of my little brother's presence in the back seat.

Now , a little voice of conscience nagged me that I should assume the role of the responsible older sister , and flick the channel to something a little more kid friendly.

But, sigh, i haven't heard the song in ages, and besides, it was safer to continue concentrating on the driving , right ? Right?

the singer still hadn't finished.
" baby??," he rapped. " wat's that burning smell?"



My brother was chortling away by now. i really didn't bother asking him if he could differentiate the confectionary products from parts of the human anatomy


seriously, kids nowadays know more than you'd give them credit for. .

And my dear little bro just had his lesson on human reproduction from his school. He came back bursting with excitment and unleashed an onslaught of questions on my hapless mom.

" how did the sperm managed to meet the egg?"
" Does the guy pee the sperm out?"

interesting notion. he almost got the hypothesis right. but thankfully.. no.

Come to think of it, i only figured that part out when i was in secondary school. But nowadays, you can't really keep it from kids. it's everywhere.. from the newspapers, to the half naked ladies on MTV, to the magazines, to the AIDS adverts on TV, to the streets of Joo chiat and geylang... to the chocolate salty balls on the radio.

" ahh. you'll know when you grow up," my mom stammered.

Replication of the answer we all get as kids. Figure it out yourself when you grow up. Yeah. mr sperm meets mrs egg, but wat you never quite understand is how the hell mr. sperm managed to get pass all those obstacles to secure a date.
so you wrest the answer from your frens, from books, from playboy magazines, from dirty jokes, from the sex advice pages from your mom's magazines.

The sexpo is coming to singapore. But i don't think it 'll be the same as melbourne's. But nevertheless, i'm morbidly curious to find out what 's gonna be in it. human copulation is such a taboo subject. but somehow, i feel that the more of a fuss we kick up over it, the more buried the whole topic will become.

I mean c'mon, i could make it sound entirely sciencey, like how i intend to explain it to my little brother. ( a duty that my mom has so generously left to me to handle) . but there's no way you can explain the true impact of AIDs, or STDs without explaining the ardous journey of mr sperm. I think we need to explain it somehow to the kids. Do it in a straightforward manner, minus the uncomfy glances. Is there really an age limit to knowing this piece of information? I mean, definietly erotic pix are out of the question, but i dont' think ti's unreasonalbe to explain the process of reproduction in human beings. but i can also understand why ppl still can't bring themselves to tell their kids about the birds and the bees.

it's just soooo taboo.

so yeah, screw the sciency stuff, mebbe i could cook up some stupid story about how chocolate salty balls were really just plain confectionary.

" Oh baby! my balls are burning!" the singer yelled.

( my brother was absolutely howling with laughter now)

ok. situation is beyond salvage point. i'll juz try to explain to my mom why my brother keeps laughing at the chocolate in the fridge.

http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/08/i_want_to_go_ba.php

lz's right. kenny sia's latest entry really strikes a chord with some of us.

torn between 2 places,
torn between the pple you love.
torn between the responsibilities you must bear, and the dreams you wish you could pursue.
Both places hold such essential pieces of the complicated jigsaw puzzle that constitutes your very existence.
You know that no matter what choice you make,
there's always gonna be a few pieces missing.
the world may be shrinking,
but life for our generation has just gotten more complicated.

Go the distance

I hated the long distance running,
Felt like i was caught in this endless obstacle course,
where it was a constant battle between mind and muscle
To put one foot forward,
To suck in another ragged breath
To try to beat the clock to get that grade in the Phy Ed test.

I hated not being able to finish it asap
Hated the fact i never could keep up.
Hated that woozy feeling when i stumbled across the finish line
Hated the timing the teacher announced..

I remember quite vividly the feeling of utter joy when i jogged the dreaded 2.4 km during JC2.
when i told myself - never again.

But I still ran in Melb
Carlton gardens, Flagstaff gardens, uni track
Princess park.
4 semesters of running,
sometimes on my own, sometimes with my frens from the Mumsg, sometimes just with my MD or Discman.
Still didn't like jogging. it was more of an obligation to exercise that made me strap on my shoes and get my fat ass out of my house.


And one day,
when i was wearing that silly shirt with the 3 happy yellow faces that said.
" see no..., hear no... speak no..."
and huffing and puffing the last stretch of pavement back to my house,

I ran into you.

" Nice shirt."
" er... thanks, " I stared at the yellow smiley faces. " it aint' mine tho'. I got it off my mom."


so for the first time,
joggin wasn't so much of a chore anymore.
I looked forward to the end of the lectures, when u would drop by and ask,
" wanna go joggin?"
Less days were spent pluggin into my mp3 player and plodding teh whole 3 km by myself,
more days were spent having an out of breath conversation with you throughout the whole round on the dirt trek.


Now i jog alone once again,
with my sister sometimes,
sometimes with my mom.

But i love joggin now. i love the wind in my hair, the satisfaction of finishing the long journey, the steadiness of the whole run, the freedom to think, and to remember the times round the dirt trek in Princess park.

I keep asking myself, wat if?
What if i never went joggin that day,
what if u never went joggin that day.
Or if we 'd been on opposite sides of the trek.

We'd probably just jogged along our own little paths and kept on going.
Karma is such a wierd thing.
It's scary how much a small , seemingly insignificant choice we make, can result in such a huge difference in the paths we thread.

So Lemme go dig out the T shirt with the yellow smiley faces,
And wait 4 you opposite the Monash Pharmaco college.

http://www.buddhistfellowship.org/bf_new/pages/latest_events/announcements_soracco_concert_sep05.htm

Come watch the Buddhist Fellowship choir and actors on 24th sept at VCH!

I just had a full day of rehersals. whew. my voice is like practically gone case liao. But it was soooo fun. It juz made me realise how much I missed the thrill of performing, the fun of the rehersals and the preperation, the working together, the fooling around. The utter joy of singing... All in the context of promoting the Dharma!

Anyway, i rejoined the production of the musical again. heh. can't make up my mind. But won't be acting. I miss acting, but i can't commit the time, and anyway, Jess does a wonderful job as the Dua Bor! GO gal!

Will be singing a duet with yilin ( one of the songs from phantom) , We're having a live band too! ( stares at the electric guitar... note, the electric guitar, not the guitarist) And the songs we're singing include " I can see clearly now, I will follow him ( AAaahhhh i've been dying to sing this for ages!), " thank you for the Dharma", "Brick in the wall" , " Mind over matter." .. " * bounces around happily*




THe skits are incredibly funny.
Quote of the day:

" Grab me while stocks last." - J

haha, i did this homework assigned by SQ for my Buddhist youth group in Melbourne. Might as well put it up


KARMA

1. What is karma?

While living in this samsara world, we often find ourselves questioning our circumstances. Why are some people more beautiful than others? Why are some people born into rich family, while others scramble to find food to feed themselves? These differences can be explained by the concept of karma

The knowledge of how living beings move from happy circumstances to unhappy circumstances, and vice versa, from unhappy to happy circumstances as a result of their karma - was part of the Buddha’s experience on the night of His enlightenment.

Karma is often mistaken for luck or fate. This unfortunate misinterpretation has led to the concept that our lives are predestined and there is nothing we can do to change the course of our future. This is a wrong view. The term karma actually means “ action”. It is an action that we make with intention and choice.

Every action will yield an effect. This effect may manifest in our present lives or in our future lives. This concept that every intentional action will yield an effect or fruit ( guo) is the law of Karma. A good way to illustrate this is if a person plants a mango seed. This action will soon yield an effect: A mango tree will grow which will bear a mango fruit. So one reaps what one sows. A wholesome action will yield a wholesome fruit, while an unwholesome action will yield an unwholesome fruit. Karma is emphasized in Buddhist because it is the only internal law we can modify on an individual level. Therefore, by upholding the precepts and practicing Buddha’s teachings, we will be able to do more good actions and get wholesome returns.



2. What types of karma are there?
There are 3 types of Karma. Good (wholesome) karma, Bad ( unwholesome) karma and Neutral karma. One will only know that whether an action is wholesome or unwholesome when that action bears its fruit and therefore we can only judge wholesome and unwholesome action from the point of view of long-term effect.
Good Karma

Good or wholesome karma means karma that benefits oneself and others. These actions spring not out of desire, ill-will and ignorance, but out of renunciation, loving-kindness and compassion, and wisdom. Some examples of wholesome actions include generosity, good conduct, meditation, reverence, service, transference of merits, rejoicing in the merit of others, hearing the Dharma, teaching the Dharma and straightening of one’s own views. Wholesome actions will yield wholesome effects. For example, generosity results in wealth. Hearing of the Dharma results in wisdom.
Bad Karma
Unwholesome (bad) actions are that of the body, speech and mind. The 3 unwholesome actions of the body are killing, stealing and sexual misconduct. The 4 unwholesome actions of speech are lying, slander, harsh speech and malicious gossip. The 3 unwholesome actions of the mind are greed, anger and delusion. These actions will yield unwholesome consequences eg. Rebirth into the lower realms, or unhappiness in this life as a human being. For example, murder will result in births in the lower realms of hell, where one will suffer for many kalpas. Or sexual misconduct will result in marital problems or sexually transmitted diseases.

Neutral karma
Neutral karma is karma that has no moral consequence either because the very nature of the action is such as to have no moral consequence or because it is done involuntarily and unintentionally. For example, sleeping, walking, breathing, eating

Conditions.

Take note that karma, be it wholesome or unwholesome, is modified by the conditions under which they are performed. These conditions determine the strength of the karma. For example, in a story from the sutras illustrates this point : In one of His past lives, the Buddha was a merchant who overheard a plot between 2 men to commit a mass murder of other merchants in order to gain more wealth. In order to stop these horrendous killings from being carried out, he killed the 2 men. His deed could be classified as an unwholesome one, but the weight of this unwholesome karma was lightened by his wholesome ( good) intentions to prevent the death of innocent beings. Therefore, even though he was reborn in hell to suffer as a consequence of his unwholesome deeds, his sufferings were probably less than that of a being who committed murder with the intention of getting more wealth for himself. Therefore, the law of karma is extremely complicated as it involves the coming together of many conditions involving the body, the speech and the mind ( intention). It is not a simple matter of black and white, good and bad. The working of the Law of Karma is very finely tuned and balanced so as to match effect with cause, so as to take into account the various conditions that determine the nature of an action. This ensures that the effects of actions are equal to and similar to the nature of the causes.

3. How can we reduce bad karma?

As discussed above, some people have the misconception that karma is fate and that once born into these circumstances, we are incapable of changing our course in life. But the law of karma actually helps us to understand that we are capable of sculpting our future. Once we understand that in our own life, every action will have a similar and equal reaction, we will refrain from unwholesome behaviour, because we do not want to experience unwholesome returns. And similarly, understanding that wholesome actions have happiness as a return, we will cultivate these wholesome actions.

Once an unwholesome deed is committed, it will definitely bear fruit. But the severity of this bad return can be diminished by doing wholesome deeds. This has often been compared to a bowl of water and a spoonful of salt. Putting the salt in the water ( doing an unwholesome deed) will make the water extremely salty. However, if we add more water ( do more wholesome deeds), we can dilute the saltiness of the water. However, the salt is still in the water, meaning that we cannot rid ourselves completely of the effects of our bad actions.

Ways of reducing bad karma would be to perform wholesome deeds like upholding the precepts, listening to the Dharma etc. as discussed under the passage on good /wholesome karma.

Reference:1. The Law of Karma
Extract from "Fundamentals of Buddhism", by Dr. Peter Della Santina.
http://www.buddhanet.net/e-learning/karma1.htm2. Talk on “ Is Buddhism a religion?” – Buddhist Fellowship Youth session 3. Dharma talks from Fo Guang Shan 4. http://www.buddhistinformation.com/law_of_karma.htm

wat i learn

1. When u go hunk hunting, make sure you have a valid excuse to oggle. Don't charge into the place and realise that you 're staring open mouth at the guy without a good reason.
2. you shouldn't announce hunk hunting on a piece of paper.
3. sec 3 boys like the powerpuff girls
4. i really suck at map readings.
5. blur sotongs on the road = road hazard.
6. starving students can mess up surveys
7. Coffee = more coughy? ( ahem, dear:P)
8. a baby may want you to carry her because she likes your pink shirt, not because she likes you.
9. never tell a male baby to " be a man" . it just drives him further from that proposition. ( short of castration)
10. toilets have a good tissue supply..
11. Never tell your partner in crime that you wanna go see wat the sexpo is about. irreversibel damage to reputation is on it's way.

Friday


Happy 21st birthday wanyen!!!!

Yup. here we are at the science faculty canteen in NUH. And there is the tiramisu that lz baked on the tables. hope you had a good time gal :)

Also, at night we went for Dr. Bettina's farewell dinner at East coast park. (she's leaving for the Philippines soon). Yummos! chilli crab, black pepper crab, lobster... etc. Saw a lobster crawling into the neighbouring tank. was telling j9, looks like mr lobster is dropping in to see Miss crab.





Saturday

Went back to hosp today.. *yawn* slept on the mrt.. Whooo.. one of the babies was super duper cute. BIG BIG eyes..



so pretty. Only thing i learnt, when they are about to undergo blood drawing, no matter how placid they look, never ever say :" Aaaah. so quiet"

Coz the thing they do is part their lips and attempt to coz major damage to your tymphanic membrane.

But anyway, regardless of wat it did to my ears, she was still soooo cute. awwwww...

The short end of the stick

short ppl have no reason,
short ppl have no reason,
short pple have no reason to live..

I still recall that annoying acapella song i had on my CD by the King's singers when i was still in choir and working on the Fringe song arrangements.

they' wear platform shoes on their nasty little feet!!!
don't want no short ppl!
Don't want no short ppl!
Dont' want no short ppl round here.

I seriously think these guys were midget phobic.


According to a study done, tall, beautiful ppl were more likely to nail interviews, hold higher positions in the company, get promotions. And just a quickie glance at the magazines, the TV and the newspapers would allow you to come to the inevitable conclusion : tall ppl rule this world. From Air jordan, to Tiger woods, from Nicole Kidman to the leggy Paris Hilton...


Being her royal Shortness has allowed me to view life from an interesting perspective, albeit with a huge parallax error.

I recall when i was in sec. school and we had a relief teacher for history. She had an extremely toned body, which she flaunted to full advantage in the tight short numbers that she wore. One fine sunny day, she catwalked up to me and my other vertically challenged friend in class and peered at us like a scientist examining a petri dish.

" Aiyoh, you gals are soooo short! You should try steriods."



Er... no thanks. Looking like arnie has never been my dream.


Then there was the time in primary school, where my chinese teacher ( who was also discipline mistress) would march up the front of our class, suck in a lungful of air and expell it with a shrill command to the school, " AAAAAAAN JING!!!"

TOo bad she forgot that there someone standing in front of her. ANd too bad she forgot that that particular someone had her ears situated at the level of the megaphone. So mom, when the piano teacher told you that i had a really bad ear for playback exercise, you know who to look for.

Of course you get the usual shortcomings like greetings of " Heya! how's the weather down there?", being mistaken for a secondary 2 student, standing around the basketball court wondering why the ball keeps eluding you, jumping up and down to read the tram timetable , to being told that wearing an assympetrical skirt wasn't an option since my legs stopped pretty much where they started... and oh yes. the latest:

My parents wanted to get me a booster seat coz i couldn't see above the back dashboard of my car.



I was telling Tzuie, we short pple should get together and organise a demonstration to raise awareness of our plight.

" Yeah sure, raise awareness," came the oh so understanding reply.

We do have aspirations too btw, as human beings in the rat race, soaring to greater heights is a common goal, regardless of your starting position.

Was reading a book with Lz in kino juz now. The Definitive Book of Body language by Barbara and Allan Pease. Ok that was after we put down the Karma sutra .. ahem, nono. i meant the Comma sutra ( a guide to adjectives and punctuations).

They were talking about height ratios. Wonder why girls seem to pick men who are taller than they are? No.. it's not so you can wear your favourite high heel shoes. Most gals will tell you, they'll never date a guy shorter than they are, but they can't really pin down the actual reason. Anyway, according to the book : here's the actual reason. Height is associated with strength.So bascally it's the same old arguement, better height -- > better gene pool --> better sex . ahem. nono.. i mean--> better baby. ( nono.. i swear we were looking at the comma sutra, not the karma sutra)

But despite all these, there are a few things that make our lives a little more bearable:

For girls, there is the almost unlimited choice of men. No need to worry about whether the high heels are gonna turn your date into Mr Dwarf. No need to worry about changing the lightbulbs in your house since most ppl don't wanna see you have a broken neck just because you would have to take that leap of faith off that chair to reach the faulty apparatus.And you're nearer to the fallen coins that litter the floor at the fairgrounds.

Another wierd phenomenan, which my fellow shortizens were discussing during BFchoir meet, is that ppl tend to find short pple " cute" .

" eeek. ugly but adorable," groaned my friend.

Shrug. Whatever works. You just have to master the art of plastering a cherubic grin on your visage, and that high pitched flitty voice and you've got the added advantage :).

So bottom line is , being short ain't that bad. With alower center of gravity, you ain't no pushover. ANd if anything fails, just let them know that you're more down to earth, and less likely to be the target of a lightning strike.

Haven't written songs for ages...
but here's one.

And of course has gone through j9 for first time vetting.

And finally reached it's recipient in melb...





24 Hours



What can you do in 24 hours?
Ponder on the questions in your heart
Write a letter that you know you could never bring yourself to send
Cause the answer might just tear you
Apart.

Talk about culture while on a tram
Talk about a million things that don’t make sense.
Wonder why the sky’s so full of dark gray clouds.
Make our silly jokes
And laugh out loud.

Chorus
Just 24 hours,
For you to hold my hands,
For me to comprehend
That you love me.
24 hours
For us to close our eyes
For me to hold you tight
Till we kiss goodbye.
24 hours since this was our world
24 hours since we fell in love
Wish it were 24 hours till I see you again.
24 hours …

What can you do in 24 hours?
Take a long car ride out of town.
Ride a dodgy chair lift up to the top of the world.
Find a little maze and walk round and round.

Stare into the distance, not saying a word.
Wonder how it happened and watch things unfurl.
Stutter out our feelings, and suddenly understand,
That finally, we are more than friends.

Chorus

Love is such a painful thing
When time’s just not on your side.
Baby when you’re gone, my heart will be torn,
Nothing in this world will seem right.

What can you do in 24 hours.
Watch some silly shows and sit on the couch.
Lie down on the bed, wrapped in your warm embrace.
Knowing that first thing in the morning , I’ll see your face.

Sitting in the airport and wait for that dreaded moment
Hold your hand and wish it would never come
Lift my face to get my first sweet kiss form you.
Say I love you and bid you adieu


Chorus.

Sigh. wish i were back in melbourne. Fo guang shan temple translating team is having a camp. we have 2 new members ( applauds!!!). whoopee! glad to see more ppl are joining us. gosh, i miss my Buddhist discussion group back in Melbourne. I really really hope that Jeff will come and set up a band/ choir at our temple. Then we can arrange Jeff's awesome music and sing it after Dharma function!

We should try organising a Buddhist youth conference like they have here in Singapore and attract more youths. It's so sad that such a beautiful religion like Buddhism is not known to so many.

stay in the present moment, appreciate the impermanence of it all.

Had musical rehearsal at Buddhist fellowship yesterday. I never laughed soooo hard for such a long time. Aiyoh, this Jy has a real talent for comedy. Throat is pretty tight. didn't do a proper warm up b4 i went straight for the high notes. I';m so not a soprano. i think my range juz went boink after i left choir. I'm screeching at a high E already. gulp. i can't even hit the low notes comfortably either.


and you've got to choose

pretty happy but sometimes i wonder, iz it all worth it? looking back at last sem: Me getting stressed up over my studies. Taking it out on ppl around me, being depressed, getting recurring episodes of gastritis, recurring episodes of insomnia. " that's the problem, " i told Js once. " ppl go for 100%, but we have to push for 125%, even if that extra 25% kills uz. YOu know it's absurd, but if you don't push for it, you feel damn guilty"
J and I laugh at ourselves all the time. At our likeness, at our obsession with near perfection, our constant race against time, our guilt ridden trips away from work. I really wonder sometimes, iz it worth it? Juz cramming that extra amount of info, so you could get a few marks more? feeling guilty when you go out to have dinner with your friends because the time could have been spent doing some more muggin? THen getting all worked up and venting my frustrations out on everyone? Are those extra marks gonna make me a better doctor? I doubt it. but then again, I wanna give it my best shot. But at what costs? It's so tough, getting the balance right.

work vs friends, life, goals, dreams, relationships, family. sometimes sacrifices and adjustments have to be made. But dare I make it in the first domain? i feel disgusted at myself half the time. The truth is, i don't cope with stress well. And i cause my frens n parents so much distress watching me trying to deal with my life. THankfully, i've been blessed with good fellowship and supports, pple who are there for me in my darkest hours, when i feel that my world is crumbling and i can't go on. But i can't juz keep doing this to them. it's terrible.

mmmm. carrot cake.

I haven't seen or eaten it since i came back to spore..

my supervisor stopped by bukit timah food center ( or smth) after our school survey. .. yay! OMG. i't s like laying your hands on smth you've not encountered for donkey months liao.

mmmmm.. ( gosh, i sound like homer simpson)

Oil heaven.

i keep listening to this song over and over again. you'll see why....

"Home"

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you,
you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them
but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded byA million people
IStill feel alone
Oh, let me go home


Oh, I miss you,
you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my runBaby,
I’m doneI gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be allrigh
tI’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

says a million words :) hmm dear?

B4, you read any further check http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/08/kenny_sia_repli_2.php out. he tickles me pink. ( no pun intended, dear)

And on to my blog

Ladies, question of the day is :" if you like a dude, would you ask him out?"chances are that the answer will be a resounding . NOOOOOOO!!!! that was the answer i've been getting Actually, nien. that has been all the answers i've been getting. Why shouldn't we ask a guy out? reasons given:

1) coz we would come across as been too cheap

2) coz guys wouldn't treasure you as much coz ni3 song4 shang4 pan2

3) coz it ain't proper

Here's one more favourite from coming from our mums."always date a guy who loves you more than you do."

Reasons given by the other species
1) coz the gal would come across as been too cheap

but actually, if you ask the XYers, the few i've asked said they actually don't mind. So why the tabooness of the whole issue?

With all this about equal rights in the work place, equal rights in the household ( yeah right) , equal rights in politics... no one really looked into equal rights in the dating scene.

Actually, who in the world came up with the ruling that girls had to keep their mouths shut anyway. So if the guys have to ask us out, then how come we don't give the same reasons.

aka

1) THe guys would come across as being cheap
2) we wouldn't treasure them half as much.

how come no one ever said it was wrong for guys to ask gals out.

probably one of the reasons we give iz that guys are more thick skinned and they're not so emotionally scarred if we give them the head shake.

hmmm. i think it is more emotionally traumatising, coz they can't even walk up to their buddies and bitch about how the gal rejected them.simply because society just frowns on guys poring out their emotions to other guys. THat would be wat??? gay?

Funny. these dictations of society.

So yez, we 're expected to wait, join the LOTS club ( left on the shelf club) and juz stone and stone. Even if you see someone who looks nice and available, just keep smiling that spaced out smile, don't look at the person and juz keep hoping. the most we can do w/o crossing that fine line of being viewed as an oddball , iz perhaps doing things for the object of your affections. maybe, even then, to some , that's also crossing the line.

How long are we expected to go on for? 1 year, 5 years? A lifetime? till your fellow elotters and you have all accumulated cobwebs? or mebbe till you go absolutely nuts.

oh the shackles of being a female.
Equal rights my ass. You can't even have free expression.
Amoebas still rule the earth.
Other that or we shoudl regress to being cave men.
and start over.
And please, whoever comes out with the dating rules, let it be equal rights k?
or else i'll come after you with my caveman's club.

what a tangled web we humans weave
society.
politics
relationships
interactions.
trying to read ppl

we should just regress to being amoebas.
Life would be so simple then.

Med books would be simple
- nucleus, cytoplasm, cell membrane. Finite.

Relationships would be none existent.
Binary fission is the key word

And pop go the ear drums!

I've seriously never been confronted with so many screaming babies in one day.
My eardrums have just encountered the most damage it can sustain in 24 hours.
I juz witnessed the drawing of blood from 3 one year old girls
Oh. feel the power of those one year old lungs.
Absolutely amazing.
Now i know why they advice the mom's to stay outside,
i'll be traumatised too if it were my kid.
When they look at you, with their teary eyes, pleading for you to withdraw the needle from their little hands.
The blood seemed to be mocking us all.
Drip drip drip.
The tube seemed to take forever to feel to the where the line was drawn.
The poor baby was pinned down, swathed in a blanket which was strategically wrapped round to immobilsed the distressed toddler.
" sayang, sayang, " i murmered, stroking the poor toddler's hair.
but nothing seemed to pacify her.

The shrill cries of the baby pierced the air,
drowning out the chatter of the nurses and the bemused medical students.
repeat 3 times.

I can't imagine what mother's have to go throuhg.
If a baby screamed like that the whole night, i think i'll go nuts
When i stepped into teh MRT, and i heard the all too familiar cry
i nearly ran out.

Waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

ROck On Buddhist Fellowship choir!

Another awesome choir practice.


We're singing Follow HIm from Sister act!! It's a dream come true! I've always always dreamt of singing that song on stage. YAY!! and i hate to be a traitor to altos. but yez. sops do get more fun.

The musical casting auditions were really awesome too. gosh. I didn't know some of these ppl can act soooo weell. Really impressed with Jayson and Angie. Haha. and jayson's rendition of " I'm too sexy for the girls" And whoo hoo Jeet hong was hilarious as Robert. I tried out for 2 parts, wife no. 1 and Wife no. 4.
It's been so long since I got to act. I think i last acted when i was sec 2? THis was like RGS all over again. Sigh, i miss the brain storming, the little outtakes, the whole excuse to make a fool of yourself :).

and yez, i got to act hiao... and shake off that nerdy demeanour.

mmm. so happy :) always look forward to sunday BF sessions.

p.s. believe it or not, but nic shen is acting with uz!