this is not a new year's resolution

just got my sem results today. didn't do well. oh wells. pretty shows the importance of the amount of effort made.

my dream gpa of 4.5 seems so far. but i must get to it. i will work harder next year and the years to come, in order to make my dream come true.

this is NOT a new year's resolution. cause i know they are often broken. but hey, my resolution to not club again still stayed intact though. congrats to me. haha.

how i wish i'm born a mugger. even though i hate them. out of jealousy i guess. i can never have their determination. MUGGERS and M-WANNABES FTW

it still hurts

a few mins ago, i heard my sis sniffing away in the studyroom. i felt really sad and useless because she asked me a simple question a moment before that which i failed to answer coherently. the answer that i wanted to give her and she wanted are so similar and simple. yet i can't open my big mouth to say it. wtf.

my heart ache for her like i can never imagine. i can't say i'm really that close to my sis. but she is afterall my blood sister who has played an important role in my life. i simply cannot imagine my life without her. due to the huge age gap, when people asked me how is it to have such an older sis, i simply replied 'it's as annoying as having another mum'. but deep in my heart, i can tell that no one, not even my mum, can replace her.

i often have trouble expressing my feelings. i'm also too egoistic to show my appreciation for her. and right now, she is feeling sad and i'm at lost as to how to console her.

i have never hated my low eq this much until now. i tend to act nonchalant to everything that's happening around me. not because i really don't care, but simply because i don't know how to show it. even though i act like i don't give a damn, it still hurts.

wheee... last paper

last paper today. wahaha... i felt burden on my shoulder which i didn't know i had lifted. life is good again.

anyway, so after the paper, blah blah had plans to go out with the class... and as usual discussed for a looong time and soon turned out we would just have lunch.

then after that met deb karen and shuhui. many people are not invited because of uh hmmm... some reason. i wouldn't have turned up too if not for some fateful phonecall.

but long story short, enjoyed myself today. talked a lot of crap that i had stored up inside while i was in ntu. still doesn't feel right there. sighs. and i didn't realise how much i miss my friends till i finally met a few of them today. and we also made many plans for lunch bunch outings... woohoo.

turn out i'm not going to work afterall. nah...

oh yeah, i also met laurel and yijing finally today! at JP. oh my... how i miss them too. i got the feeling of nostalgia when we started talking again. what's life without reminiscence and something to pull us back to ground when we are flying too high. i have no idea.

as shown, i can't express myself coherently. so in short, tata~

puke

you make me sick.

i'm getting sick of life. as it spirals down the abyss.

and i know what people may be thinking. i'm only 19. not even an adult yet. who am i to say that.

it's true. i'm too young to be lamenting about life. but i felt like i have seen enough of this world.

ironic and weird. i know.

rumours has it that the judgement day is coming in 2012. and i can't say that i'm dreading it.

but nah. i'm sure billions of people will be praying that it will not happen.

i look forward to the day when i have too much in my life to be able to give up my life anytime.

i look forward to the day when i have zest everyday in everything that i do.

i look forward to the day when i finally learn to appreciate every smidgen of my life.

i look forward to the day when i'm enjoying too much.

i look forward to the day when i can look back at this moment and this post, laugh at myself for what a fool am i to get sick of life when mine has not even started.

queen saves the day

listening to queen today. 'i'm just a poor boy. nobody loves me. he's just a poor boy. from a poor family... bismillah!'

nostalgia~ the feeling of jc days just came racing back in my mind. 'don't stop me now!'

feeling kinda high. which explains my incoherence. i think i shld go make myself a drink to celebrate this moment.

'she spoke just a baronette...dynamite with a laser beam. guaranteed to blow your mind.'

tata~

stupid me

my memory has been weakening for some reason. i constantly forget this and that everyday - annoying. and i did the stupidest thing last week - i lost my gc.

omg. what a retard. after dropping my gc twice during the lesson, i got annoyed and decided to place it on the table next to mine; so that i would not drop it again. yeah right. i didn't drop it ever again; i totally just left it there and it was forever missing from my life.

argh. my poor gc. the thing which i spent 150 bucks on. the essential techno-innovation which i feel lost without. now i have to waste extra time fiddling with the stupid normal inefficient calculator which lacks many quintessential applications.

and god. stupid me. wth is wrong with me these days i will never know.

oh yeah. some great news to announce - i have decided to move out of ntu hostel at the end of this sem. i already feel like moving out of it right now. i'd rather spend quality time at home feeling clean and comfortable at the expense of my travelling time. actually, the long travelling time felt shortened when i do my studying then.

haha. and i'm back from macau. it's a great trip. the shopping and seafood at zhuhai was fantabulous. god. cost of living in china is cheeeaaap.

one of the famous casinos at macau, owned by one of the daughters of Stanley Ho.

the macau tower which claims to have the highest bungee jump. i don't know if it's true. but the frking jump is frking ex -S$400!!! if only someone will sponsor me.

mr cool.

the famous da san ba.

view from the da san ba stairs on the town area

the place where Stanley Ho resides with his family currently. all the rich and powerful in macau lives here.

the venetian - beautiful replica of the venice city with stunningly live-like blue sky ceiling. great place to shop too, if all you have is money.

random surreal looking serene alley - perfect setting for romantic walks at night.

vintage road signs which strongly show the Portuguese colonial history.

the famous ah ma temple across the dork which protuguese traders first set foot upon, giving its name - macau

saw famous hongkong actors at the a-ma temple in their shooting.

the police at macau. quite cool looking.

zai

i'm zai-ing at home again. rotting and doing nothing. not that i have nothing to do. i have ton of things to do. but just reluctant to start the ball rolling. oh wells. argh.

life sucks.

school day

today is supposed to be a free and relaxing day after the completion of the stupid lab formal report.

in the end, i got tired and stressed out during the 3 hr lab session. argh. talk about having to crap about some shit you have no idea about from a bunch of data points. interesting? yeah, if you are crazy.

i tried asking the lab prof(?) regarding the lab discussion questions but the answers that i got are... the feeling is hard to describe, you will only understand me if you have asked any professors any specific question, hoping to get some exact specific answer.

life's full of crap i tell you.

so anyway, i had to stay back to finish my work, missed half of the econs lec which is unproductive as well due to poorly produced lec notes.

despite all the stress i have undergone for the lab, everyone including me copied answers from one another in the end. it's like having a cluster of photocopiers. and i seriously have no idea what i'm writing, it seems all kinds of symbols to me.

very useful. i wonder what do the dean expect us to learn from lab.

anyway, now i'm in my room. feeling very bored althoough i know i have things to do. i have work to prepare for next week. and i need to do them now before the weekend. argh. temptation to just slack off is very great.

and i'm feeling damn hungry now. i wanted to say i can even eat a cow now (you know, like the saying) but i realise i cannot eat beef, so will be, technically speaking, taboo to think of such an idea right. so anyway. it will just stay as it is.

i'm DAMN HUNgry

pissed

i'm getting pissed and at the same time i can only thank god for the few group work that i have to do for engineering yet.

maybe it's just me, my conceit, my ego. but man... i just don't know what to say about others. i hate myself for thinking this way, but i cannot help it. much failure and incompetence is also due to my inefficiency.

i'm being a bitch, i know.

at the same time i would like to thank people who have helped me in one way or another. yv for her photoshoping, my senior for his report, bobo for listening to my rant and so on.

okay i think i should get back to my business before i really kill someone.

we, the local group, must unite!

yest my friends and i went to send off the last uk member from our lunch bunch at T1. sadness began to creep in as we realise the diminishing lunch bunch.

ok lah. sadness only began to creep in now, for me. i'm always half or one beat slower than the rest in terms of emotions.

but anyway, i notice that i never really felt sad that our some of my friends are off to uk. instead the idea excites me. i only felt a tad sad when i see my friends hugging their parents for the last time before departing. that's when you witness the close parent-child bond come to live in front of your eyes despite what the friend may always talk (bad stuff and complaints) behind her parents' backs.

but anyway, deb, yv and i had dinner together just before sending hannah off. we had great talk and laughs together which i missed a great great deal for a long long time. that's the time when i can let all my shields down and just enjoy my friends' company. even though our talk isn't really HTHT, oh wells, we still had fun. i finally can be my true gross self. haha... like what i said. to keep all my grossness inside is indeed very gross.

finally only the locals are left in singapore in the lunch bunch. like what shuhui always say before she starts sobbing again at every sending off, 'we must all stick together okay'. hehe. aiyar. i'm not laughing at you, shuhui. =D

oh yeah. before i forget, i declare 'turning back twice to wave after checking in' IS a CLASSIC.

nothing better to do

random shot of some soup i had at tao restaurant served uniquely in some japanese teapot:

frankly speaking i don't know what's so ncie about the food there. i don't really find the standard of the food worthy of the price (which is quite reasonable actually thinking about it for er... 7(?) course meal). and i definitely will not go back again.

the highlight of the soup for me - a piece of pretty japanese fish cake inside it:

on the train on our way back from sending liying off:

i think the people sitting opposite us judged us a little. but oh wells. who cares. we are just getting a bit high.

my favourite shot of the month - transformer!!! (made from breadtalk which i hate):

i don't even know why so many sporeans like breadtalk in the first place. i'd rather spend a few cents more to buy more edible bread from yamazaki or some other bakery.

the ugly truth

i suddenly came to a realisation that maybe nothing is pure in its intentions in this world.

even a simple relationship could be initiated with the certain motivation and may forever be founded and dependent on one ugly disgusting relation of benefit derivation. once the need is no longer, so is the relationship.

but i'm happy to live in my self denial that not all relationships are like that. like how my mum always say, people whom you know and make long lasting friends with must be treasured and cherished like how you all are fated to forge this deep setting relationship in your lives. it's a blessing how, out of billion people in this whole world, you manage to meet and get to know them not to mention, having part of them in your life.

hope that nothing will break this glass shielding because if it does, things will get really ugly.

bye friends and see you all next year soon

yest we went to send off liuhui who is going to ucl. we took quite a bit of photos... mostly because there wasn't much to do there. i mean we can't hog liuhui for the whole time right.

and i feel almost awkward when everyone was getting emotional near the end. i wasn't really feeling sad because she will be coming back during her summer breaks. and thanks to the advance technology, we can still skype with her over the vast ocean between the continents(?). though no one has given me any convincing reason why ppl overseas always switch to skype instead of sticking to msn.

instead i really felt happy and excited for her and her new journey that she will be embarking on soon.that's her dream and wish to go overseas to study. it's a privilege that not everyone can afford. i mean i know that i wil die if it was me, given my antisocial personality. but i'm quite confident that she will manage well by herself. despite our bickering and my constant insults (they are just jests, alright?), i'm really proud of her and all my dear friends who have come this far to achieve what they have now.

my only slightest worry is her possible short period of inadaptablility at the start when she's there, feeling homesick no doubt. but i guess she will soon congregate with the asians (er... s'poreans? but i doubt she will want to associate with them much. haha.) there and cook up feasts of asian dishes in the memory of their hometowns. (i heard this is what they do. correct me if i'm wrong.)

and liuhui if you happen to read this blog entry(i seriously doubt you do, it will be a MIRACLE then), please keep the cat earrings safe... knowing your messiness, i am almost quite sure that they will be flung to some corner in your room. haha.

i only felt a tad emotional when i saw liuhui's mum tearing. i can almost understand and feel her heartache as her only child goes off somewhere far off almost at the other end of the world to venture, with 13 hrs of flight in between them. her worry as her only daughter leaves the safety of her palm with unseen obstacles that she has to face for herself.

as liuhui checked in, we watched her figure becoming smaller and blurrer as she walked further and further to board her plane. she turned back twice to wave back to us and finally walking straight ahead without turning back.

that will be another 9 months before we see each other again.

anyway last but not least, i just want to say that i'm really really proud of all my dear beloved friends who are going to venture their own way, especially those who are going overseas, leaving the safety and familiarity of their hometowns.

we must all jiayou!

photos time

blog entry - 12 sep
be warned: incoherence language ahead

went cycling yest with xj, had serious sunburn.

went to eat steamboat today(it's fantastic btw, i insist it's the best ever, way better than coca... interested people pls pm me for the address), had express manicure, bought a small tube of aloe vera gel(which is fuckingly expensive), took cab back. in conclusion, spent a fortune. but it's enjoyable!

so anyway, i have nothing to say and i don't think anybody is interested as well. so here are some photos to share with you guys, my favourite photos of the month:

my first manicure by a professional, ruined by my fugly hand. -.- oh wells

extra bday present from deb (so sweet) sewn by her

siaozabo and her not very sane friend

my part piece of 3d drawing (perspective they say) for my lab. i only realised the vertical lines are not very parallel and looked kind of screwed after i submited. -.-

programming.this is not me trying to be funny i swear. they really told us to do this in the tutorial.

my favourite dog SUMO. how much cuter can he get.

a message to myself 2

yishuang, i judge you.

you better stop this kind of wimpish behaviour.

pull up your socks and stop dwelling in your self-pity!

ntu

i finally feel fine enough to blog about ntu, one that's not angsty or depressed. but that does not mean that i have made any friends there.

nonetheless one thing is for sure, ntu is situated at some 'niao bu la shi, ji bu shen dan' place. for those people who do not understand chinese, it means that the place is so ulu that birds do not shit and chickens do not lay eggs there - a direct translation.

what's more, it's a BIG mountain. who says s'pore does not have mountain. ntu is just situated on one, man. i spend my mornings climbing up to get to the library and my lecture hall. i also can't be bothered to figure out which shuttle bus to take because it will kill too many of my brain cells. so i'm walking. just think of it as a daily workout, hahha, combined with my nonexistent appetite for food, i think i'm getting healthier with thinner layer of blubber on me.

anyway, so far i have attended every single lecture. haha. i'm so proud of myself. since i'm all alone and introductory lectures are mostly useless, temptation to pon one of them is great. but i overcame it. muahahaha. so i went to lectures alone, thus can concentrate better and doze off with little interruption as well.

anyway, lectures have been reasonably boring. lecturers try to be funny sometimes, but you know the nature of humour of the PhD holders and professors - weird.

during math lecture, the professor spent 20 minutes playing with the clicker. 5 minutes spent on 'unhanging' the computer due to complications from the clicker program. great.

by the way, i still have not found any random person who is taking ENE. does the program even exist or is it all in my mind.

loneliness

human beings are by nature sociable creatures who thrive living in a community, making something great happen.

the irony? certain people, who are afraid to be alone, dread being in a crowd even more.

the reason? being in a crowd will make them feel even lonelier amongst the laughter and talking

and i'm one of them.

a message to myself

you are going to be alright in school.

everything is going to work out.

jiayou!

hypocrite much?

i have this hidden fear and worry all along: i may be turning into what i hate the most - a hypocrite

i try my best to stick to my principles (erm. can't name them right now. but i THINK i have a few. mostly weird ones). but as i grow older, i realise things are not always that simple. the difference in a small factor can tweak the situation 180 degress around.

haha. i mean i don't even know if i mean half the things that i say these days. i know that i'm cold and heartless compared to many youngsters around me. it's true. i tend to be nonchalant towards many things. and i care very little. there is conflict between showing what i actually feel towards and acting to show sympathy blah blah - the emotions that normal people should have.

for instance, unfortunate plight of people. i don't sympathise with everyone in bad situations. i can't be bothered to and it's just outside my limits. it will actually have to depend on whether i feel it's a 'you asked for it' or 'life really sucks' kind of situation.

i mean if i don't really feel bad for that particular person, how am i suppose to react? saying "that's sad" in a totally 'i heck care' kind of tone? i don't even bother to act half the time, only in times when i feel it's better and more diplomatic to show some humane emotions and response. to become this caring persona that's totally not me.

as i'm reading what i'm writing now, i realise i'm really sort of a hypocritical bitch. argh. and this is one of the reasons why i hate myself.

life...

不说不代表不知道

不说不代表不知道.
不乞求不代表不想要.

i read this somewhere and this quote immediately made its permament mark in my mind.

words often only contribute to a small part of the message delivered. whereas other people prefer to hide their innermost desires to protect their hollow hearts.

stories behind each photo

i'm kind of bored right now. i have nothing to do, nothing to read, nothing to eat, nothing interesting to look at... btw i don't understand wtf my mum has to start storing all my novels in enclosed boxes way before we actually move to the new house. a tad irritated.

argh, but anw, in my quiet desperation to find stuff to do, i suddenly remembered a picture which haunted me and a lot more other people. the picture that won Kevin Carter the Pulitzer Prize in 1994:

depicting of the famine in sudan - vulture preying on a bone-thin baby girl as she struggled to make her way to the feeding centre.

fate of the baby girl is unknown. all kevin carter can do at that point of time is to drive away the vulture and watch her continue her struggle.

this photo struck a cord in everyone who sees it, forcing them to sympathise with the situation in sudan, somewhere so far, yet so near. it's a great accomplishment to able to hold the hearts of modern people who have been too preoccupied with their contemporary, materialistic lifestyle. yet this photo does not bode well for everyone. Kevin Carter commited suicide shortly after his award due to depression from a combination of different factors.

this struck me to think about how stories are being told in every photo and what actually goes on behind the scene. for a photo to be able to produce such a loud thump in people's hearts so distant from the situation, i can't imagine the magnification of the effect of the image on the photographer himself during his photographing. photography is not only about improvement of technique but also psychological struggle as the photographer has to be mentally strong to produce a mind-raging image, ready to tell the whole world a neglected story.

i sincerely hope that people will still keep this image and many others like the Afghan girl in their minds to remind them of the the less fortunate people in the world. and maybe start doing something for them. i know i will.

We don't want war- can't take no more
It's drastic time for sure
We need an antidote and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with Jehovah
We don't want war ?imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst you and I
You think they'd view life like you and I do
Or would they sit and contemplate on why
Do we live this way, act and behave this way
We still live in primitive today
Coz the peace in the destination of war can't be the way
There's no way, so people just be a woman, be a man
Realize that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change

(taken from Union by BEP)

everything starts with the individuals

the effect of testosterone on a bunch of ... &*^($^@(^ girls

i'm super irritated and disgusted today in the office today. i was totally overwhelmed by the huge crowd in my office first thing in the morning due to the influx of new temp staff who will soon replace my fellow coworkers and i (haha. yeah right. like they can ever.)

i was feeling damn tired and having PWS (pre-work syndrome) and as usual was late for work. when i opened the door to my office (actually can't really call it office. it's not even a cubicle. what kind of fricking work area is this -.-), i was suddenly surrounded and drowning in a pool of strange homosapiens whom i haven't seen in my entire life. in addition, one of these fricking people occupied my seat. argh. what kind of shit is this. who is actually the one who can do productive things today. but, luckily, one of the supe decided to be 'zi dong' and move some of their temp staff somewhere to make space for us.

anyway, after a few months of having the big area to myself and my colleagues, we now have to share with a bunch of heavily-breathing and not-very-small-sized human beings. i feel damn irritated by the constant buzzing in the work area, the increase in temperature (due to body heat), limited work area and competition of the numerous lungs for oxygen.

and the worst thing is, my brain stopped working after the long break. which is technically my fault. but anyway, so i cannot get any of the things done.

that's not all.

there is an increasing trend of the volume of this constant buzz in the office with occasional laughter and giggling from the bitches during their luring of the prey into their fricking cannabalic mouths. bitches in heat seriously. that's what testosterone do to these creatures, *coughs* i mean people. omg. have they never seen boys, men, males(?) before. coming onto them like that. trying to attract attention of the XY-chromo by acting les... hugging each other... acting like they are spineless (maybe they are not even acting). wtf. and what kind of world is this. i was horrified by the degrading behaviour of certain bitches. talk about self-respect!!! they are the reason why some MCP think that all XX-chromo are sluts.

so in conclusion, i'm damn pissed. in addition i had my huge bout of pms and fatigue at the end of the day. the delay and photo-taking did not help (not that i'm complaining). sighs. it's just one of my lowest days.

btw, i can really sense my level of English proficiency dropping. argh. i will post the photos later.

sugar rush

WHEEEEE.... i'm damn high now from my sugar rush after my annual dinner!!!

guess what i had??

my FAVE - Orh-Ni!!!!! (yam paste) it's fricking nice...

gooey sweetness with little yam fibre. omgggg.... hahaha...

and i don't care how fattening it is. i had it only once a year anyway...

 

wahaha... and i had 3 servings!!! at the courtesy of those people who are kind enough to reject the dessert because of their own personal reasons... (i swear i did not put them up to it.)

LIFE ROCKS!!! 

photos:

i'm too cold hearted?

something unfortunate has happened to one of my relatives and shockingly, my reaction to the news was 'really? oh. ok.' which was very typical of me. but still, i suspect something might be wrong with me. am i too cynical about life, too self-absorbed to care about others, too nonchalant about things happening around me?

i only realised my unresponsiveness when i heard other people's response to the new piece of information. i can still rmb clearly the thoughts in my head when my mum exclaimed in dismay. 'oh wells. this has to happen sooner or later. might as well happen sooner before things get worse.' and pity for my aunt just came to me.

for me, this event may just be the turning point in his life which is very much needed for him to survive in this society. i can almost understand that this event for him may be the one that sends his life crashing and one that he can never forget. 

 i just can't help but looking at things from the more objective angle - just hoping that he will really gain something from this experience and become a stronger and more mature person than before. i don't know what to feel or say to him. we haven't been close at all and words from an near total stranger are almost imappropriate.

perhaps i'm just too cold-blooded... i don't know. and neither can i explain this change in behaviour. 

but anyway sadness aside.

photos time!

family-size pizza at pepperoni. it's fricking delicious.

guess where are these taken...

my dear friend

my dear friend,

i'm not too sure if you will be reading this but in any case, i'm just using this opportunity to express my feelings.

things like this have happened before and i know will happen again and again. i have already done my best to help or whatsoever. i somehow see a pattern - a friend in need is a friend indeed. initiatives to communicate from you are almost always due to your distress (from whatever problem). and again, i did my best to help you in whatever way.

and the most interesting part is, when the problem is gone (as i observe), initiatives to communicate simply stop. correct me if i'm wrong. but before you do, i advise you to think really hard. i think this pattern is simply too familiar. 

anyway, i have again tried to revive (too dramatic?) our friendship but attempts in vain. i have already tried. so erm... (how should i put it) but you get what i mean.

so here it is. my opinion. end of my ranting session. yay.

muahaha. i shall blog about happier things later.

QUUEEENN!!!

BRIAN MAY & ROGER TAYLOR ARE ON AMERICAN IDOL!!! 

OMG... Life rocks for me now...oficially...

and i'm on the HIGH...

WAHAHAHHA...

and today's episode is the first AI ep that i have watched since 47937512574389 days ago.

i'm so glad i didn't miss the s'pore telecast because i get to watch the clear version of their performance.

and i haven't been so thankful for the invention of tv.

okay, still on ecstacy... WHEEEE

university... brrrh...

sorry for the long delay. and no, my life hasn't been hectic or whatsoever. just that i have been trying to live in my own little world where no exams, competition, and reality exist. and now it's time for the verdict - it's high time for me to work hard and put my best into my studies.

it is easy to talk about it now when i haven't touched anything intellectual for half a year, or even longer since i didn't study much for alvls. and serve me right... oh wells.

but anyway, i have made my decision and it's kind of final (i think) - i'm going to ntu environmental engineering.

and right now, i haven't found anyone else who is also going. actually, i can barely find anyone who is going to ntu. what's wrong with the world, or rather, what's wrong with the young adults in s'pore. why is everybody going to nus. grrr. life sucks. Big time.

i'm having panic attacks here and there, every now and then. about the orientation, making new friends (which is impt since i barely have any existing ones in ntu), making accommodation arrangements (like finding a room mate. argh), buying laptop, buying new hp and mp3, blah blah... it's like sec 1 all over again. oh dear. since i'm in the IP and never really had the pressure to make new friends in jc because i see my whole cohort again there. i have already forgotten the rules and basic etiquette of meeting new people and making new friends.

and right now, as i'm trying to blog coherently here. a new fear just *popped out*.

my english language is going to suffer a horrible death during the uni years. oh no. it took me six years to push my eng to the standard today (which is still kind of low actually), and the next four years will just push it slowly over the edge of the cliff before it plunged into its death finally in the end.

the abovementioned illustration is literally what i can imagine now. argh. slow and painfully frightening.

anyway, back to my original fears of the uni year as a freshman. i hate making new friends. argh. and having a low level of eq, i think i will pretty much piss everyone off on my first day. trying to make new friends also means that i can't be my bitchy self for quite a long time - not goot. i have to make friends with the seniors so that i can have a reliable and constant source of uni information and gossip, meaning i'd probably have to suck up to them - that's even worse.

next, my hostel room mate. i can't find any - that's bad enough. my friends and sis keep telling me horrible stories of disgusting room mates who make the hostel stay Hell - that's cherry on top of the icing. oh noooo...

but anyway, my sis also told me stories about how people (teekos) peeped in the girls' showerroom. haha... that kind of amused me actually. i seriously pity anyone who chose to peep on me. they will get the biggest trauma of their life. and maybe also get their one and only rustic castration surgery by an engineering undergrad in their whole life.

oh wells. life, again... i guess i will just have to take the things as they come then. and STOP WORRYING. ok. now the photos for the week:

SUMO!

our little leggish puzzle

my Mothers' Day present!

to my puff-love mum:

(actually the puffs are supposed to form a ring which gives its name - paris brest)

urbandictionary

i found a really fun and interesting activity to do when you are:

1) bored as hell (though i don't know if hell is boring, don't want to either)

2) sad

3) lame

4) the biggest loser in the entire world

5) angry

the activity is to search for your name or your foe's name in urbandictionary.com.

haha. it's really funny how people will add their own definitions of certain names.

For example, when i search for shane:

1.	Shane	524 up, 101 down
	A word derived from a Greek "San" one of three of the modern day symbols considered obsolete in the Greek language. The name was given to the children of those who were considered "criminally genius". Also considered to be one of the few names that can effect the owner's personality over their lifetime in a aesthetically pleasing but deeply malicious way. Perceived by the Romans to be the only name "combining good and evil to create balance and perfection." "Shane... it flows off the tongue like silk."  "When you scream "Shane!" it vibrates your body right down the middle... wow try it." shane shaner shanes houdini mantastic  by Shizzle M. Jan 19, 2007 share this
2.	Shane	283 up, 87 down
	another term for "sexy beast" Omg, I can't breathe! I think a shane just walked by. sexy beast term for another  by NiniComiPoopi Jul 24, 2008 share this
3.	Shane	254 up, 91 down
	An English derivitive of the irish name sean, which is an Irish form of John meaning "God's gracious gift."  Shane is a very popular variant of the name Sean in Northern Ireland in memory of Shane O'Neill whose forces won notable victories over the armies of Queen Elizabeth 1st in the sixteenth century. his name is Shane  Shane is God's gracious gift shane sean shame shaun seamus  by sod1234 Aug 25, 2007 share this

this comes up. the first definition is still acceptable as i remember reading something like that on the webpage for babies' names. (haha... like hell yeah, why will i be doing that... what a loser. yup, that's who i am)

the second definition is funny. a sex beast huh? wth. hahha. as flattering as that can be for me, it makes me wonder what kind of person can NiniComiPoopi be:

1) surprise surprise, his real name is actually shane too (some loser trying to boost his ego by defining himself as that on urbandictionary? not so cool anymore...)

2) she/he is crazy and obsessed about someone named shane (yeah, like who wouldn't be?) 

these two main possibilities i guess. and the even more interesting part, notice the 283 thumbs up and the 87 thumbs down? start thinking about how did the numbers even escalate in the first place then.

don't get me wrong, i'm not trying to insult anyone by insinuating what a bunch of losers these people are. i'm just saying it's a good activity to do when you need laugh gags or outlet for your anger. i'm not judging at all.

haha... so everyone should start searching and maybe even start adding new meanings to their own or other people's (such as the bitches around you) names as well. before i forgot to mention, no use searching for your chinese names because they probably aren't even defined yet. the good thing, though, is you can be the first to do it.

to yvette: i'm glad that this cheers you up. get well soon. 

ps: interesting names to search for - yvette, lawrence (no offence)

photos for next week then:

the flying ... 

reminds me of 'graveyard of the fireflies' 

interesting...