tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55707292011-04-22T04:55:31.209+10:00a little Xtraa little peek into the life of the xtraordinary confused me.xtranoreply@blogger.comBlogger3941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1137418752084026902006-01-17T00:38:00.000+11:002006-01-17T00:39:12.096+11:00It's snowing somewhere else now ;)www.snowbellsring.blogspot.comsee ya there ppl!xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1137227680063356892006-01-14T19:30:00.000+11:002006-01-14T19:34:40.983+11:00Ok ppz.. major announcment. I'm shutting this blog down.It's been something i've been wanting to do for some time. But being a sentimental fool, i've been dragging my feet.So any way, this is it. I'd like to close this chapter when i'm halfway through med school... so anyway, thanks my dear readers for the comments and the thoughts and for heating up my tag board. . It's been an amazing journey xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1136735308044110612006-01-09T02:32:00.000+11:002006-01-11T00:34:11.743+11:00Missy higgins.I found her songs in my comp. As i hit the play button,i feel as though I'm being transported back to melb six months backI feel as though I"m sitting in my room in 495 royal parade on a late night.Lying back on my bed and just listening to the soothing tunes roll off her guitar Looking ambivalently my possessions that litter the floor Wondering how to pack them to prepare for xtranoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1136692381101100882006-01-08T14:32:00.000+11:002006-01-08T14:53:01.150+11:00Where did time go? I was dragging my feet to the lab on a saturday morning. While i was fumbling with my car keys, my H/p beeped." I just got a new daughter this morning!" you could practically sense the euphoria jumping right out from BS's sms. Ahh... time flies so fast. Juz last week he was pacing around the lab lamenting about how he was scared becoming a father. And suddenly, bam. Juz in axtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1136208827914474852006-01-03T00:24:00.001+11:002006-01-03T00:33:47.916+11:00NEW YEARS DAY.Daddy took us to the STARWARS EXHIBITION.OMG OMGOMGIt was alike a dream come through.I saw the Imperial starship... the EXACT one in A New HopeAnd and and... the TIE fighters, Xwing fighters..And there was a whole display of collectables outside.AND THE MILLENIUM FALCON ... DROOLI realised how bad my starwars knowledge has become.. sheesh. I used to be sooo good in that. I used to xtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1136093377729248422006-01-01T16:26:00.000+11:002006-01-03T00:23:55.340+11:00HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!Ah well. spent the last day of 2005 at BF. Went with Dan and Jo. The surreal thing was halfway through service, Jo tapped me and said.. " hey, y H is at the back>" I turned around to see a whole bunch of my family frens behind. Zara, Zoe, Yihern, Yiping, Maxin, Charmaine.. heh :P so funny. i've not seen them for a year alreadi. We didn't get to meet up for Christmas.. so we xtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1135781107760557662005-12-29T01:32:00.000+11:002005-12-29T02:38:09.270+11:00Yoz pplz. i'm back from the BUddhist Fellowship Youth camp 2005!!!!!! -- Growing with Spiritual Friends!!! Whoo hoo! it was fantastic. anyway, i'm too lazy to write up a xueling version of the camp, so i'll just throw in the one I wrote for BFY with some comments -----Camp Christine, the site for our BFYouth camp 2005, was situated in a far flung part of Choa Chu Kang. The serene atmosphere was xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1135349682391470312005-12-24T01:45:00.000+11:002005-12-24T01:54:42.406+11:00Boo!sorry, been AWOL for quite some time. Still no time for the verbal diarrhoea on London. got back and got hit smack in da face by the nasty influenza bug for the umptheenth time this year... one wonders what my B and T cell memory is doing. probably dosing in this nice nice weather.So been zombiefied in lab. Lao ban still piling me with work. I've to optimise my own expt now. gonna take me xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1134481571434412512005-12-14T00:35:00.000+11:002005-12-14T00:46:11.446+11:00 Boo! Back from londonI will write an entry chronicalling my trip there. :P lots to tell. Goin off to penang tomolo morning. I'm still seized hard by Jet lag. it's a pain in the ass * literally*The weirdest jingles everI think the versions of weird carols we knew when we were in primary school are getting datedf. jingels are getting weirder, ( and wilder)Check out the latest version of jingle xtranoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1133449789612525972005-12-02T02:06:00.000+11:002005-12-02T02:09:49.623+11:00We were learning DNA extraction in Sam's lab when the Chicken little dance song came onto the radio." hey, that sounds familiar>" I said.Dr. GP said that it was some Euro vision pop song that was quite old.The next day in lab, she called me to the computer and told me excitedly that the song was actually made famous by some dude on the internet who videotaped himself lip synching to the song..xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1132850972354316692005-11-25T03:46:00.000+11:002005-11-25T03:49:32.366+11:00stand, stare, smileWatch, wait, wonder.That's wat we do everyday don't we?Same routine,it never changesIt never goes anywhere.Laugh, Look, lift,Pipette, pitch, poke.Chuck the DNA away all over my work bench.i think contamination seems to stick to uz like bees stick to honey.LOL.ah well.Thank goodness, i'm having a short break from PCRs.Now for sequencing.. *scream*and extraction * double scream*xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1132756195410651702005-11-24T01:09:00.000+11:002005-11-24T01:29:55.473+11:00Snow The little girl fell into the thick blanket of snow that carpeted the mountain side, shaking with peals of delighted laughter. The place had an ethereal touch to it, as though someone had lovingly recreated a scene from a storybook. She had never seen snow before. She scraped some of the frozen ice off the ground and fingered it curiously. It was harder than she had expected. She had alwaysxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1132668096220866432005-11-23T00:55:00.000+11:002005-11-23T01:01:36.233+11:00I wanna laugh sometimes.It seems so ridiculous.This perpetual game of hide and seekOf waiting and guessing.well, the last one made me wanna juz run for the exit.pray just leave me alone k?I wanna breath,I wanna think.And i wanna juz PCR all my samples in peace haha.DNA AWAY. DNA AWAY, DNA AWAY...* peeks behind hands at the gel photograph*please.. nononono. contamination. nonono. contamination.xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1132410600278075102005-11-20T01:24:00.000+11:002005-11-20T01:30:01.013+11:00questions w/o answers... So many unanswered questions in life.every one seems to have their huge bunch of questions.someone shld collate them and put thme on who wants to be a Millionare... the impossible playoffs. *shakes head*bleah. why do the weirdest things keep popping up athe wrong times???Someone please tell teh DNA to GO away.. my negative controls keep popping up still.JB is right. i xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1131884735489149382005-11-13T23:14:00.000+11:002005-11-14T02:02:25.576+11:00I know it's hard,To cope with that omnipresent ache in the heartI know it's hard,to hold back the tears that come.I know it's hard,To banish any hopes and dreamsMoving on is the first step.No matter where the destination may be.We will be there,to hold the ropes,no matter how rough the journey,we're gonna cheer you on.I know it' s hard to reason.When you're feeling so brokenfor i've been xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1131880230451741462005-11-13T22:05:00.000+11:002005-11-13T22:10:30.463+11:00Ultimate Frisbee , the ostrich way.Yez, i think i spent most of the time skidding face down in the sand. but it was soooo fun! Yez, i was suggesting that the rules would be, hit the cute guy ( or gal for calv's case) and you score a point for the team. We decided for the target to be calv's slippers, but our frisbee mysteriously kept landing up in the middle of a group of half naked guys playingxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1131769991608782952005-11-12T15:26:00.000+11:002005-11-12T15:33:11.620+11:00your heart pounds,your hand trembles,as you gingerly slide the gel onto the black film platformyou click the button: exposureAnd you cross your fingers and pray.THat's the trauma i go through every time i view my gel plate.Aiyoh. contamintaion AGAIN. idiot. wat's wrong with me. :(neway, quite happy :) lab mates bought me a belated birthday cake.. haha.. very funny. psychoboy and Al said they werextranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1131165133838799272005-11-05T14:51:00.000+11:002005-11-06T02:03:23.456+11:00Met up with Cowzy and JC on tuesday. Heh.. didn't know that they intended to give me a birthday treat. How sweet of them, how blur of me. It didn't hit me until they scrambled off from the talbe, leaving their stuff behind so that i had to sit there., gosh. thank you. Thank you for the treat, thank you so much for remembering, thank you so much for taking the effort to meet up. it's been almost 3xtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1131033752907882002005-11-04T02:47:00.000+11:002005-11-04T03:02:32.963+11:00All is quiet on the eastern front. The mind is a fickle thingIt's restless, always craving, never satisfied.It finds fault with everything it's presentedAnd when that object finally steals away,the mind follows,Pleading, wanting, crying.But all that echoes through the hills is the voice of Pain.It sings a soft, haunting aria,but Pain iz too much to bear,The mind begs for Pain to go away,It xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1130429565258240942005-10-28T01:46:00.000+10:002005-10-29T23:38:05.523+10:00Since lz says that i'm one of te 7 ppl who will do this.7 things that frighten me 1) not meeting my expectations2) being disliked3)losing ppl i love4) the world running out of dirty jokes5) going to big parties / events where you don't know anyone6)failing7) Adipose tissue7 things that I like most1) Singing2) Dancing Street jazz n hiphop3) drawing cartoons4) stoning at home with my family5) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1130427933316525382005-10-28T01:00:00.000+10:002005-10-29T12:39:40.330+10:00Well, ever since the DNA contamination of my real time PCRDNA AWAY surface decontaminant ready to use in a 250ml bottle and proven to remove nucleic acid contamination from a variety of lab surfaces. Spray, wipe on or soak labware with DNA AWAY then wipe or rinse off to leave surfaces free of residue and contamination.CHeck it out:DNA and RNAse away. Psychoboy used the whole bottle to rid the RNAxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1130073221441133002005-10-23T23:11:00.000+10:002005-10-23T23:13:41.446+10:00i wish life was like a still life drawing. erase away all the stray markings, rub away all those lines you don't want anymoreAnd get the beautiful picture at the end of the day.xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1129998014641425852005-10-23T01:43:00.000+10:002005-10-23T22:54:31.556+10:00Yoz.. here's one of those irritating little update about my life.Serious contamination in my experiments in the lab. sigh. i think my poor pipetting skill caused a DNA contaminations. Psychoboy and I got really warped results for the REal time pCR. It was friday evening, 7pm...I just walked out of BOss' office and saw psychoboy checking his real time results. So i went to help him intepret the xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1128611297546845162005-10-07T00:50:00.000+10:002006-06-24T01:25:39.043+10:00Meet the labmates.Well, I've been giving little snippnets of lab life here :). so here's brief, quirky description of the ppl and objects I see almost everyday.The seniors:Al ,The supervisor: Hailing from the sleepy town of Malacca, don't let his laid back charm fool you. He runs experiments and writes out papers with deadly efficiency. ALthough he has high expectations for his charges to pick upxtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1128529488421701902005-10-06T02:11:00.000+10:002005-10-06T02:24:48.493+10:00Life can do more than youLyrics by : Shuang Quan and XuelingMusic by : Xueling hey, put up the song i was singing that day :) here are the lyrics as I remember them. sorry, haven't played it for really long. I only wrote verse 2. the rest is by my melbourne Dharma talk tranlsator team group leader: shuang quan. He wrote it as a poem, to submit for a competition. I think he it got selected and nowxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1128528438917972972005-10-06T00:23:00.000+10:002005-10-06T02:07:18.996+10:00here's another meaningless little update on my xtra convoluted life. Somehow, i get the feeling that it's started to resemble a soap opera written by someone with an overactive imagination. LOL Lab:Al ( my supervisor) is still on vacation. My stand in supervisor has to juggle 5 students, so Caroline ( the big boss) put me under.... *drum roll* J. So yez.. psycho boy is now my stand in supervisorxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1128355818229437312005-10-04T01:37:00.000+10:002005-10-04T02:10:18.380+10:00It may seemed like a pile of dung has just been dumped on your doorstep ( aka life).But no one can shovel it for you.you've to do it your self.but bear in mind that after you have managed to clear it,the well fertilised soil will help the flowers to bloom once more. :) that's life --- my sumary of a story from Ajahn Brahm's opening the Door to you heart.I quote my partner in crime , Red hot coldxtranoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1127230164275310842005-09-21T01:13:00.000+10:002005-09-21T01:54:56.053+10:00Dos and don'ts in the lab>1) Watch the chairs.. they travel a great distance. - i ended up on the floor , rear end first, in front of my supervisor while trying to simulataneoulsy pippette and sit down.2) your calculator is never there when you need it3) pens are extremely precious.4) never turn you back on your pippettes. they have legs5) cartidges ( small tubes) FLY... very far... they like xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126966656672826662005-09-18T00:09:00.000+10:002005-09-18T00:17:36.950+10:00IceYou slide past the crowd in the middle of the rinkTrying your best to keep you balance.It's such a good feeling,like you're gliding on air.Then suddenly,out of the blue,you slipand slideand everything just comes to a rude halt.And you're at the bottom looking up at everyone juz zipping past you.The whole world just seems to keep going.oh the cold cold ice,it burns your skin.you ache all over,xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126950658190789012005-09-17T19:35:00.000+10:002005-09-17T22:58:23.303+10:00wheeeeeeeee just finished ice skating with AIai and Calv, I learnt how to brake! I learnt how to brake!!! haha.. after trying and trying, and running full on into a bunch of horrified teenagers and finishing with a spectacular fall on my rear end. ( shan't go into the sordid , sore and sopping wet details about my ass) but I did it in the end. And yup, managed to move backwards too.STREET JAZZ!!!xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126877196797533362005-09-16T23:25:00.000+10:002005-09-16T23:26:37.603+10:00xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126877119835764452005-09-16T22:09:00.000+10:002005-09-16T23:41:09.256+10:00The research lab is laid out like a gauntlet. Chairs, bins, and fallen objects litter the floor. I'm holding on to centrifuge tubes for dear life, trying to keep the slipperly objects from escaping from the grasp of my clumsy fingers and slidding away to oblivion. Meantime, while working all the motor nerves for fine grasp, my legs are doing a little do-si-do dance trying to get to an available xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126535349334923532005-09-13T00:26:00.000+10:002005-09-13T01:00:08.770+10:00" Time crumbles things, everything grows old under the power of time and is forgotten through the lapse of time " -- WJ ( okok.. just kidding ) .. Aristotle.Just for the record ,my brother can memorise the whole " chocolate salty balls now" :). he's right next to me now singing and acting it out and mind you, he's acting it out in the right... i mean, the wrong way.So i'm really hoping the quote xtranoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126531965072342072005-09-12T22:59:00.000+10:002005-09-14T00:31:57.763+10:00Memorable quotes of the day." What is wrong with you people? From the youngest to the oldest...Why are you still here??? Go home! Go home!" - Al , upon walking into the lab and seeing us there at 7 plus in the evening." Life's depressing enough already, I don't need to be depressed any further " - me reasoning to my mom why I just flipped through the papers without reading it .( full of news ofxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126529895307792182005-09-12T22:52:00.000+10:002005-09-13T01:00:50.283+10:00this song is a real life saver. :) Playing on repeat on my car radio.. hee hee. Ehipassiko ( music /lyrics : Daniel yeo)Ehipassiko,Come and see you know!The teachings of peace,The teachings of love.The teachings of the BuddhaIs for all,Who want to be free,for ever more!But Don't just believe,Investigate!Do not simply accept,what you hear or see,Not even if it's uttered by me!So Don't just agree,xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126402782518943862005-09-11T11:22:00.000+10:002005-09-11T11:39:42.540+10:00"bounce!" Carol told us. " you've got to groooove." After a couple of months of being out of touch with hiphop, my brain seemed to have lost the sensory map of my arms and legs. And to make things worse, it juz wasn't in the mood to groove anyway. BUt after about 1 hour, I actually found myself bouncing along to teh music. Ok, i was super duper rusty, and i think i looked a bit like crap. THe xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1126091652379673902005-09-07T21:09:00.000+10:002005-09-07T21:14:12.386+10:00it feels like a ship wreck.I saw the situation was beyond salvage,there was no point staying on board.why? it was going to sink anyway?might as well die tryingso i jumped into the choppy seas and swam for the shoreAs I hit the black waters,the sudden cold took me by surprise.I knew it was going to be difficult,but i didn't know how deeply it would cut into my skin. i made it to the distant xtranoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125878683464054652005-09-05T09:54:00.000+10:002005-09-05T10:04:43.526+10:00it's like looking up and seeing a sliver of sunlight dancing on the ocean's surfaceit's beauty beckons mockinglyto the dolphin that lies helplesslytangled amongst the seaweeds and abandon fishnets that line the ocean floor,waiting , wondering, hoping.THe slightest movement could bring about help,or death in the form of the predators that prowl in the vicinityOh the mockery of it all.that a searchxtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125845863733953702005-09-05T00:25:00.000+10:002005-09-05T00:57:43.776+10:00Us and our bikes at one of the beachesWe want food! we want food! aahhh. nvm, we'll pacify ourselves with coconuts firstseafood and coconuts!On the island...excited melb ppl on bus 2 heading for changi jettyon the bum boat, looking set for the day ahead.xtranoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125811503193783402005-09-04T14:31:00.000+10:002005-09-05T00:21:35.770+10:00Would you rather get chased by someone you don't like, or rather not get chased at all?Tzuie asked me this question last night. hmm. tough one to ask a girl, but i'll give it a go. i think the fairer sex is the one that usually has to face this question simply coz that's the way things are.Let's examine the first option.Being chased by someone who falls in your " cannot make it" category. Not to xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125760869257354012005-09-04T01:14:00.000+10:002005-09-04T01:23:49.036+10:00Dear S.I.S ), i dedicate the following song to you gals... Go go go!!! ( tho' the lyrics seem to pertain more to CS and Tzuie, heh :P )Had a Bad day - Daniel PowterWhere is the moment we needed the mostYou kick up the leaves and the magic is lostThey tell me your blue skies fade to greyThey tell me your passion's gone awayAnd I don't need no carryin' onYou stand in the line just to hit a new xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125658347599780492005-09-02T20:37:00.000+10:002005-09-04T14:31:46.730+10:00RIP.The folder was in a mess. There were the letters RIP carelessly scrawled on the top of the cover." Yup, this is the file," Dr. N gingerly flipped over the cover and grimaced at the messy pile of papers inside.i scanned through the first page.From a boy's homecaught glue sniffingadmitted for liver failureThe file chronicled his treatment on MARS ( a liver dialysis).I went thorugh the documentsxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125583732613556232005-09-02T00:07:00.000+10:002005-09-02T00:08:52.620+10:00heard this song this morning :). didn't know it was air supply tho'. funnily, it didn't sound like them. but i think the lyrics are pretty meaningful :PAir Supply -Two Less Lonely People In The World-----------------------------------------------------------------I was down my dreams were wearing thinWhen you're lost where do you beginMy heart always seemed to drift from day to dayLooking for xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125492348976375872005-08-31T22:42:00.000+10:002005-08-31T22:45:48.983+10:00animal rights, human rights, how about vegetable rights? i think the last one would suit me best. pass the spinach please!xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125231730303258802005-08-28T22:14:00.000+10:002005-08-28T22:33:37.256+10:00It 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 guidanceher gentle correctionsIt took her,a swift blow,dealt with no mercy.I didn't even get to say goodbye.axtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125138533982040142005-08-27T20:25:00.000+10:002005-08-27T20:28:55.340+10:00Hope 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 digestTime, goes by , so slowlyand time can do so much...-- Unchained melodyxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1125053442093919622005-08-26T20:42:00.000+10:002005-08-26T20:50:42.100+10:00bangle shopping. j9, bettina and moitraditional 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124811226020263492005-08-24T01:05:00.000+10:002005-08-24T01:33:46.073+10:00tick 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124806013799274822005-08-24T00:01:00.000+10:002005-08-24T00:06:53.806+10:00www.sgdr.blogspot.comsimply 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124764655742073232005-08-23T12:33:00.000+10:002005-08-23T15:25:51.760+10:00An 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 liaoi'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?xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124726762968409632005-08-23T01:39:00.000+10:002005-08-23T02:06:03.043+10:00"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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124606209243781302005-08-21T15:56:00.000+10:002005-08-21T16:36:49.266+10:00http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2005/08/i_want_to_go_ba.phplz'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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124595365173807622005-08-21T12:33:00.000+10:002005-08-21T16:38:02.593+10:00Go the distanceI hated the long distance running,Felt like i was caught in this endless obstacle course,where it was a constant battle between mind and muscleTo put one foot forward,To suck in another ragged breathTo try to beat the clock to get that grade in the Phy Ed test.I hated not being able to finish it asapHated the fact i never could keep up.Hated that woozy feeling when i stumbled xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124591514127123512005-08-21T12:22:00.000+10:002005-08-28T20:00:21.813+10:00http://www.buddhistfellowship.org/bf_new/pages/latest_events/announcements_soracco_concert_sep05.htmCome 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124463573640545312005-08-20T00:57:00.000+10:002005-08-20T00:59:33.650+10:00haha, i did this homework assigned by SQ for my Buddhist youth group in Melbourne. Might as well put it upKARMA1. 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1124296126678036332005-08-18T02:19:00.001+10:002005-08-18T02:28:46.686+10:00wat i learn1. 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 girls4. i really suck at map readings.5. blur sotongs on the road = road hazard.6. starving students can mess up xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123909706573391502005-08-13T14:57:00.000+10:002005-08-13T15:08:26.583+10:00 FridayHappy 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123343169773594572005-08-06T23:40:00.000+10:002005-08-14T20:38:43.166+10:00The short end of the stickshort 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123326557275430802005-08-06T20:29:00.000+10:002005-08-06T22:43:18.746+10:00Haven'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 HoursWhat can you do in 24 hours?Ponder on the questions in your heartWrite a letter that you know you could never bring yourself to sendCause the answer might just tear youApart.Talk about culture while on a tramTalk about a million things xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123238669694124712005-08-05T20:18:00.000+10:002005-08-05T20:44:29.703+10:00Sigh. 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123144929236531102005-08-04T18:36:00.000+10:002005-08-04T18:42:09.236+10:00mmmm. 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.xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123082155868026662005-08-04T01:06:00.000+10:002005-08-04T01:15:55.876+10:00i keep listening to this song over and over again. you'll see why...."Home"Another summer dayHas come and gone awayIn Paris and RomeBut I wanna go homeMmmmmmmmMaybe surrounded byA million people IStill feel all aloneI just wanna go homeOh I miss you, you knowAnd I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to youEach one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”Well I would send them but I xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123060222440352662005-08-03T18:50:00.000+10:002005-08-03T23:38:43.846+10:00B4, 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1123059003712339402005-08-03T18:47:00.000+10:002005-08-03T18:50:03.720+10:00what a tangled web we humans weavesociety.politicsrelationshipsinteractions.trying to read pplwe 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 wordxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122991578510555232005-08-02T23:56:00.000+10:002005-08-03T00:06:18.516+10:00And 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 girlsOh. 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 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122823914920862772005-08-01T00:55:00.000+10:002005-08-01T01:31:54.953+10:00ROck 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 withxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122698184540982012005-07-30T14:29:00.000+10:002005-07-30T23:48:49.090+10:00*blink*I don't believe it.I seriously don't.that was one hell of a displayala hulk hogan.OMG.*blink*i need to stop laughing. i've got a stitchThings I wanna do1) decorate our student's room in PINK. ( right j9 and paojing???) my fellow SPP ( super pink ppL) members. Power to Pink People!2) AMS stuff. - inevitable3) master Romance d' amour on the guitar4) sing and sing during BF choir.5) sing and xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122691096355609112005-07-30T12:37:00.000+10:002005-07-30T12:38:16.363+10:00Life is not a burden to bear,It all depends on the way you carry it.xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122644650630978772005-07-29T23:31:00.000+10:002005-07-29T23:44:10.636+10:00What kinda cruise do you want? option oneA flashy ocean liner, complete with jacuzzi, nice crew but no coordinates given.Option 2Daunting mission, but good ship, good crew and ok coordinates.option 3Creaky old leaky boat, crew with a attitude, coordinates are hard to decipher but are given, mission is shortWhich sea worthy boat would you chose?xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122641796759933042005-07-29T22:56:00.000+10:002005-07-29T22:56:36.833+10:00melb uni ppl at NUS science canteen xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122468251379814572005-07-27T22:33:00.000+10:002005-08-04T18:33:07.766+10:00Crazy things i did today.Watch anarchy of something which i swore i wouldn't say. * innocent grin*Have an avalaunche of milk cans come down on us.drag milk cans like a karung guni man (* honey, see below 4 explaination) round and round NUHchatted up with 3 exchange studentschatted with 2 german exchange studentschatted with some old uncle in the science canteengot my matriculation card ( finally!xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122390537518025382005-07-27T01:00:00.000+10:002005-07-27T01:08:57.526+10:00Man, i Feel like a woman. What makes us girls cross our legs when we sit, giggle, hold hands when we walk. What makes us play with our barbie dolls when we're little ( pulls out a headless barbie doll and glances around innocently). Or watch WWF when we're young. Wat do you mean , that wasn't supposed to apply to girls? I never understood why in RGS, there were all these flowers being xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122212397370682672005-07-24T22:17:00.000+10:002005-07-24T23:39:59.703+10:00It's so unlike other choirs i've sung in.Throw technique to the wind,Just the bare necessities.Get up with your dharma sisters and brothersShake your bootyAnd Sing.Oh how i miss it so much.The harmony and the power of the human voice to move one's soul.What makes it doubly magical are the lyrics ,the knowledge of the Dharma, woven into song.FOr that moment, i can juz forget everything and juz xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122177176288625722005-07-24T13:05:00.000+10:002005-08-04T18:33:58.300+10:00Watched the island with jo yesterday. Story was pretty good, ddin't like the ending, but wat the heck . it's got ewan mcgregor in there. ( drool)Watched fantastic four with cherie Babe in the afternoon. Entertaining . ANd someone tell me the name of the actor playing johnny storm please? i 've got to prepare a stalking regime.Buddhist choir pract later. My throat is soooo sore. Urgh. i hope i canxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1122129487927464192005-07-23T23:53:00.000+10:002005-07-24T00:38:08.086+10:00It really gets me down,when everytime i make up my mind not to let it get to meeverytime i tell myself. Let it go. 4get it.It juz comes back, worst than ever.No matter how hard i try to be ..I know i'll never get there.i've given upbut still it irks me.wonder what i did in my past life,to invoke such dislike.Time to seriously engage in some metta meditation.Lord Buddha, i need help here!How do xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121957716075828042005-07-22T00:55:00.000+10:002005-07-22T00:55:16.083+10:00Buddhist fellowship Youths after our 5km walk We rock whoo hoo!. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121957650853077392005-07-22T00:54:00.000+10:002005-07-22T00:54:10.860+10:00Bodhi walk 2005. Having fun at warm up. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121949210759431612005-07-21T22:27:00.000+10:002005-07-21T22:33:30.766+10:00WHen it all comes to an end... I peered through the glass panes, at the little body all riddled with tubes and lines running out of it. THe MO stood nervously in front of the isolation room, blabbering off line after line of the girl's long and complicated medical history. Behind him, the little girl lay motionless on the bed, the only signs of life was her chest moving up and down in xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121865262408138742005-07-20T23:08:00.000+10:002005-08-04T18:35:25.546+10:00It's hard to keep your spirits up sometimes.When you're faced with a million obstacles,A looming deadline,Wandering about aimlessly in a maze.But when u look around and see that there are others who careOthers who are willing to reach out and give you a hand.Others who love you who listen to your woes.It keeps you coming back for more.It keeps you ploughing on.And you wonder..What makes up our xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121479725617117152005-07-16T12:04:00.000+10:002005-07-16T12:08:45.620+10:00this is a very interesting article taken from the website belowhttp://www.bbc.co.uk/science/hottopics/love/brain.shtmlThe chemical make up of loveLove on the brain.Love on the brainBrain imaging techniques have been put to use in the name of love. Andreas Bartels and Semir Zeki at University College London used functional Magnetic Resonance Imaging (fMRI) to take pictures of the lover's xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121479474519090942005-07-16T11:47:00.000+10:002005-07-16T12:04:34.526+10:00One week since AMS started Tired. That's all I can say. Tired.Nodding off in the MRT train seems to be becoming a bad habit of mine. My condolences to the ppl who sit beside me in the train. You are about to become the player of a precarious game of head nodding, drool inducing, body gymnastics. Just be glad if i get a corner seat, than I can siddle up to the wall instead. But then again, if i xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1121258025337021502005-07-13T22:29:00.000+10:002005-07-13T22:33:45.346+10:00Lost. don't know where to begin. I think we're all kinda lost in our own little ways. I look and i wonder... wat is it i want? Where will i end up? What dream should i dare to dream. Is it possible to have it all? Is there time? Is there energy? Is there the capability? Are the sacrifices worth it? .. just random thots running through my mind.xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120992399841534132005-07-10T20:44:00.000+10:002005-07-10T20:46:39.840+10:00Close my eyes, and i'm back in princess park. With all the trees... the other joggers, the dogs that keep running at you.same place? Same time? 4.30Pm?xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120991717636222472005-07-10T20:09:00.000+10:002005-07-10T20:44:16.290+10:00What do you look for in a life partner.Just attended Buddhist Fellowship youth session. We were priviledged to have Dr Ang Beng Choo to speak to us on looking for a life partner.One of her memorable quotes :" Children in the back seat can cause accidents. Accidents in the backseat can cause children." What not to look for in a partner.CAWS ( haha.. H, i can remember... passed your test lah!)C- xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827757152758372005-07-08T22:57:00.000+10:002005-07-10T20:08:33.000+10:00Decided to do a photo recap of all the semesters i spent in melbourne.It's pretty freaky, how time flies. Look at the semester one photos. Geez. . How different our lives were back then! I guess we've changed in a lot of ways after all the experiences we went through.2 and a half years may not seem like a very long period of time, but a zillion things can happen to you and your friends. Probablyxtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827222665485812005-07-08T22:53:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:53:42.666+10:00julie, me and tzuie at his bday. ( sem 5) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827182760914662005-07-08T22:53:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:53:02.766+10:00the happy couple j9 and CS at her surpise bday celebrations ( sem 5) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827117813939642005-07-08T22:51:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:51:57.820+10:00mumsg celebrating j9's bday at our place xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827073800778792005-07-08T22:51:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:51:13.800+10:00lz's bday.( at nic's house) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827050373059072005-07-08T22:50:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:50:50.383+10:00at Buddha's day celebration 2005. Sem 5 xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120827019909661782005-07-08T22:50:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:50:19.916+10:00mumsg at char's farewell. LOok PINK!!! xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826994250046892005-07-08T22:49:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:49:54.253+10:00YAD youth group at the botanic gardens on the bike trip ( sem 5) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826948328400282005-07-08T22:49:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:49:08.326+10:00mumsg at nic's house for another of nic's gourmet dinners. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826923437201182005-07-08T22:48:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:48:43.436+10:00sem 5. Temple frens at mariana's bday. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826865338570732005-07-08T22:47:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:47:45.343+10:00the mumsg at the med ball. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826854111270182005-07-08T22:47:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:47:34.116+10:00sem 4 Med ball. xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826810215048232005-07-08T22:46:00.001+10:002005-07-08T22:46:50.216+10:00trip to KL. msian and singaporean med knobs at the pYramid in KL xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826778445685482005-07-08T22:46:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:46:18.450+10:00aiai and me on the beach with nic and lz eating fish and chips ( sem 4) xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826744697461822005-07-08T22:45:00.000+10:002005-07-08T22:45:44.703+10:00mornington trip with lz, aiai and nic. Here we are indulging in sinful strawberry ice cream! xtranoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5570729.post-1120826696368328372005-07-08T22:44:00.002+10:002005-07-08T22:44:56.366+10:00National day. Check out the red/ white outfits ( semester 4) xtranoreply@blogger.com0