Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Some things are just not meant to be.



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Saturday, August 27, 2005

People are telling me to "face up to the world and move on" that sorta thing in response to my last entry. do i sound THAT depressed? because i'm really not. i'm perfectly FINE! i was seriously tokingkok (at least regarding the 1st part). i can't even really lick my elbows.

Seriously. i'm only 19. which part of 19 should i feel so depressed about? lol. maybe the 9 part.


IBG: still on-going. although i complain a lot about waking up early and getting tired and taking up too much time, it's still a lot of fun and i'll never regret participating in it. however as a freshie... i'm starting to get very disappointed with it. i dunno if it's just me. i see people losing their sportsmanship just because they wanna win. it's only ibg loh c'mon. and we're starting to lose our spirit and enthusiasm in playing. or maybe i got my expectations too high after listening to the constant drownings of seniors on how united and high-spirited the eguanas are supposed to be.


3RD FLOOR OPEN HOUSE: basically where we 3rd floor girls play host to the rest of the block. provide refreshments and open up our rooms for viewing. basically felt like chinese new year cos people room-hop while nibbling tidbits from each room (which weren't originally meant for them). =P

Our refreshments were good enough ok. look.

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We had brownies beneath the aluminium foil and cocktail in the red cooler. all home-made. =) not that it's made by me but... ya home-made.



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Sunny sitting on my stool and drinking from my mug. from here you can compare our disparate sizes.



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Me rongren anuja christina



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Me shiun yu (i totally dunno how to spell her name!) and jiemin.



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Sunny kyle (or carl or caryle or karyle or none of the above) austin and lishi.



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Kumar stinks (literally). look at his sweat man. luckily i stopped him in time from sitting on my bed.



26TH AUGUST: i skipped my 8am lecture cos i wanted to sleep... i feel so DUH now. but anyway i sincerely wanna thank all my old friends who remembered my birthday. jian sok laoda siewkia zhenhui davin cheeguan blue's clue mermaid brandon bra xinying enting... although i seldom see you guys now you still remembered!! *touched.

For those who forgot... BAH! but it's ok... haha...

Went out for dinner with don who just came back from air-grading. pass already lah! hao lian lah!


We had chinese food and the first dish was the poor prawn:

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I love prawns. yummmm... but must be big enough...



Fast-forward... when we've finished everything:

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Nice wine:

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But this is how jinling will look like when you have too much to drink.

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Act classy:

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Act drunk:

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Act beer girl:

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Being a super sua gu auntie, i didn't know that wine has higher alcohol content than beer so i ordered wine instead. secondly i didn't really know how to drink one properly. so i ended up looking stupid. i bet for the 2++++ years that you've known me you didn't know i was THAT stupid. hahaha...

Thanks don so much for everything! really enjoyed myself. =)

Just when we wanted to take a group photo the batt when flat. somehow this always happens to me. pui.

So i'm sorry that you only get to see me most of the time. this is my blog so beat it.

More photos coming up!



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Thursday, August 25, 2005

Zhenbin says lack of respect. i've never thought of it that way before... but now come to think of it... YA!! that's a hell lack of respect damn you! everything that you've done almost couldn't make up for that.



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Wah! i'm damn xian now lah. my readings are all like lagging like xiao can. and hardly prepare for tutorials one. too many things to do. like laundry and cleaning up of room. damn xian can. i can't stand the dust. and got so many IBG trainings and games. already never go for all still so busy. what happen to my resolve in being a mugger. xianz diao.

Above is my whining in lousy english. if you've noticed, although i speak lousy english all the time, i still try hard to blog good english so that it'll be easier on the eye. i just felt like blogging some of my conversational english today.

Hmms i don't really have any subject on my mind to blog about today. but usually after i make a statement like that i'll start to blog some nonsensical rubbish which irritates people. so let's think of something important to talk about tonight.

Ah ha! my birthday should be quite important. it's tomorrow you see. thus tomorrow marks the 1st anniversary of my SINGLE status! (please don't ask me why).

One of the things that i've noticed about most of my friends... is that once they were attached before, then break up, it'll only be a matter of a few months before they get attached again. in fact i can't think of any friend i know right now who has remained single for more than one year after breaking up (ok i'm sure there are just that i can't think of any names right now).

Which could imply the attached status as being the preferred one after comparison?

They don't like to remain single?

Are they lonely?

I've remained single for one year already! can you do it?? can You? can yOu? can yoU?? wahahaha!! i can lick my elbow! can you do it??!

Hence as you can see, i've made no point or whatsoever in whatever i've written above. it's not meant to mean anything at all. i mean it when i said i've got no particular subject on my mind. jinling can remain single for life for who cares if she'll never meet any good guy who loves her whom she loves back.

Ladidadida.

Note: i don't think people will usually commemorate a one-year anniversary of the single status. but this special occasion simply coincides with my birthday.


I dunno if i've completely gotten over it. sometimes i think i did... but there would be certain moments when i can't help but still think back. about what it could have been. maybe you're not supposed to get over it. you just move on.

But i'm very grateful to him... for letting me go. for releasing me to search for someone else who will truly deserve my love. so i only wish that he'll remain happy always too.

I wanna be happy too. somebody reading this quick do something to make me happy tomorrow. i hate turning 19. i've come to a point of time when women hate birthdays cos it implies that they're aging.

Ok i don't hate my birthday. but it's a day for me to reflect on what i've been doing for the past year (no i don't do that on 31st decembers). and for this year... there's nothing in particular that i'm proud of.

The day will also remind me that i'm older now and age is no longer an excuse for my incompetence in handling certain tasks.

What a damn yawning entry. *yawns i'm going to sleep. lights off now.



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Sunday, August 21, 2005

Let me tell you about something which i cannot stand. that is people sms-ing me every few hours to ask me "what are you doing now?" "where are you now?" "what are you doing later?" "how's your lunch?" etcetc stuff like that. i dunno what's my problem. i just suddenly have a problem with people doing that.

Neither do i like people sms-ing me for the whole day in the form of a super long conversational kinda thing that ends with good night today and good morning the next and the next and the next and it continues and continues forever. i used to do that with people but i'm no longer like that.

At first i thought maybe it's cos i'm in a bitchy mood. i just get pissed with every single thing. but then i start to realise in whichever situation i'm in, i'll still tend to get at least a little bit irritated.

I know people just wanna shower me with some heartfelt care and concern. and i'm very grateful for that. maybe once or twice a day is ok... or during special occasions it's ok... but every few hours... is too much. i feel much obliged to reply every sms and somehow i feel very trapped and restricted. as though there is an extra responsibility on my part to tell you what i'm doing every few hours.

Am i being an ingrate here?

Maybe it'll be different if it's my boyfriend. but i highly doubt so.

On the other hand, i've been like that before. i've been someone who needs to sms people every few hours during my most depressed and lonely days. i knew i was being an obsessive pest but... i just needed people around me. needed some care and concern. so... that would be a different case right? hence i wouldn't mind if people are doing this in such a situation cos i'll totally understand.

I'm no longer the kind who needs to sms or receive sms-es from my boyfriend every few hours. i dunno what caused the change in me. maybe i've become more independent. or perhaps i've just become more occupied with things.

It's a good thing right? at least i know he would be glad.


Ok happier things now. i scored a soccer goal in IBG! muahahaha... it's not really a real goal lah... it was during the penalty shoot-out. our final game. my kick was one of the 2 that brought us the win! damn exciting can!

IBG that is the inter-block games. didn't really expect to go away with the top spot cos all along we hadn't been strong in soccer. whoa but we made it! incredible. we third floor girls can upgrade from being bronze girls to golden girls already k. hahaha...

I'm damn hao lian lah! it's not everyday that you get to score to win ok... wahahahahahaha....we are number ONE in girls soccer!!

Team eguanas gogogogogogogo.....



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Friday, August 19, 2005

I HATE SMOKERS.

They can stink and rot their teeth and blacken their lungs for all i care. but they pass on a social marginal cost of shortening my life and make me stink too. that stinks. (pun intended)

I declare that smokers are one of the most inconsiderate people on earth.

Please tell me why would anyone smoke. it's not the same as drinking coffee in a coffee shop ok. although they're both social activities.

It'll be even cheaper if you don't buy any cigerattes at all, right?

Grr.

I'm going to hate you if you don't stop smoking when you're back. but not like i can control when you wanna smoke.

Whatever.

=(


At this point of time, i heard a conversation going on through the windows. two people were shouting across the building from their respective rooms i guess.

A girl was shouting something like :" what are you doing?"
Guy sounding like he's shouting above my room replied some sort like:" i was taking out my shirt then i saw someone staring at me."

Sounds vaguely like en wei but i shan't make any assumptions here. i don't think he stays directly above my room.

Hmmm...

In any case... our rooms here are in close approximity to the opposite block. therefore it's very crucial to shut the blinds before i change. i tend to forget sometimes.... but i'll catch myself before... before something regrettable happens.



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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Cheers!! i finally got my laptop... after much anticipation... i love my laptop man. a sleek and slim A4 size that can let me carry it around without much hassle. it's quite important, considering that i'm such a lazy girl with arms nowhere near strong. nor do i have a servant.

Yay i think my laptop is super chio.

I'm so worn out now that i can't of anything interesting to blog about. so let's talk about HANDKERCHIEFS (or is it handkerchieves?).

The handkerchief is just a lil' piece of cloth that people carry around... but i have no understanding of why they would wanna do that, maybe other than the purpose of wiping their sweat.

A tiny piece of the 'kerchief... maybe 15cm to 15cm big... i've seen people blow their noses, wipe their sweat, wipe their blood, wipe their mouths, wipe their noses, wipe their hands, wipe their faces... then they'll fold it back and put it into their pockets... then after a while take out to wipe again... not disgusting MEH??

Do you blow your nose, put it back then wipe your face later, resulting boogie in your face?

Or do you avoid blowing your nose in the morning... till late at night when it's time to change 'kerchief then you can start to use it for nose-blowing?

Or do you blow your nose and fold that section away... and leave other sections of the 'kerchief for other purposes like wiping mouth?

How do people actually make use of their 'kerchiefs??


I know of some guys who actually like to have one on stand-by in case a girl (whom he might happen to fancy) needs one.


Girl walkingwalking then suddenly fell down on the road. elbow bleeds

Girl: ouch! ahhhh.... so painful!! *whines

Guy With 'Kerchief: oh no... are you ok? oh my god you are bleeding!!

GWK whips out his power 'kerchief in the speed of sonic the hedgehog and carefully... gently... slowly... tied up Girl's wound with it.

While Girl looks at him admiringly.

When GWK was done, he looked up and found Girl looking at him... they gazed at each other tenderly.... somehow or another, their faces seem to inch closer to each other... and closer and closer and....


That's so channel 8.

In real life, some guys would offer the girl his 'kerchief when her nose is watering or needs to wipe her mouth after a meal or when she accidentally dirtied herself or her clothes.

Sounds like a very old traditional thing to do... but they are still doing it... although rare.

Eh but guys please offer girls a clean 'kerchief ok. if you feel that you might have blown your nose with it but you can't really recall... just forget it. i would prefer a tissue anyday.



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Sunday, August 14, 2005

I'm really not in a good mood recently. i get reeeaaally irritated at the slightest thing. maybe it's not very obvious to most people... but pardon me if you always get snapped at...

My fac replied my SOS email by asking me to read the modular system carefully... and of course pointing out what i had missed. i read so many times already ok and that stupid part was hidden in between some inconspicuous page that no one will ever think of looking at.

Kah pui!


But do you know that taking pictures with some good-looking males can actually lighten your mood.

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That's Austin from the US. he claims that singaporeans like to crack horny jokes. it has become such a norm to us already that we don't even realise we crack horny jokes all the time. take note of the jokes you and your friends crack from now on. they're probably mostly horny.

Oh yeah and the pictures were taken on formal dinner night.


Let's put good-looking guys on hold first. my neighbours are more important. introducing...

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We the 3rd floors ladies desiree, pearline and grace.


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Plus sherrilyn (erm i'm not quite sure how to spell her name).


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Nancy =)


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Psycho sister anuja lives on the 5th floor.


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So does melody.


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And valerie too.


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Jiemin from 7th floor.


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Xiao yun is so chio!!


K i guess that's all for my e block girls.


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Enwei is so good-looking that he made me look ugly beside him.


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Kendrick commented that : " wah you look different today leh. you look pretty." -_-


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Here's shujun from cedar too =)


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Sweetie small steph =D


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Teckie!! he's for pageant!!


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My date zhen bin bought me flowers and a necklace =D in return i gave him a humongous mug to eat noodles inside. i thought it'd be very useful...


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Here's my flowers. the petals were already drooping severely when i tried to take them. but still looks damn nice right hehe... thanks to my superb flower arrangement and photographic skills.


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I joined choir for their after-dinner concert. i made that term up. it's actually called 'star to burst' but like whatever.


And by the way did you notice my stupid tan line? yucks it's gross.


I hate the hall computer room cos there're always weird people inside using the computers and talking and giggling to themselves. it's damn freaky. hope my laptop arrives soon.


Bra came to roll out a red carpet (actually rug) in my room. he treated me to lunch and gave me a photoframe with a beyootiful photo inside to celebrate my birthday in advance. he does seem rather free & rich nowdays lol.


My entry sounds totally disconnected. gotta go sleep night!



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Thursday, August 11, 2005

Free day~! no lectures no tutorials no nothing. oh i've got the formal dinner later. looking all red and ugly from my burn. bah.

And nope i haven't gotten my laptop yet. blogging from the hall computer room.

The NUS modular system is killing me. it's insanely confusing and unclear. we are all contantly bound by the fear of screwing up. ME for one, almost did. or rather, thought i did. because there are so many restrictions and guidelines you have to adhere to. true that you are free to take a wide variety of subjects.... but under certain conditions... which could drive you mad if you did not read every single word of every single page of the website.

Wished it could be more clear.

Ahh but well i have reached the end of the spoon-feeding era. time to feed myself. DIY everything. i even have to clean my own hostel room now. (bra is very noble to help me clean the super dirty corners + blinds + the ceiling fan =D)

Feel like i'm suddenly thrust into the whirling world of do-everything-yourself-no-more-hand-holding. hence, the FITTEST WILL SURVIVE!!! *background plays loud grand music with trumpets.

I dunno why i still try to act funny here. i'm in a foul mood cos i thought i screwed up my modules. i even sent a frantic SOS email to my faculty help only to discover by myself that i'm actually safe. ya ok that perked me up a little.

But the fac probably thought: aww another poor misguided little freshie.

I'm supposed to be in a foul mood too because i'm burnt and i look fugly (wenyan's favourite word) and i don't feel well.

Talking about being burnt and not feeling well. many thanks to BRA who bought me the after-sun lotion. Many thanks to my 'date' ZHENBIN who bought me moisturizer and herbal tea. manymany thanks to MUM who made barley water and bought watermelon. many thanks to my precious neighbours especially PEARLINE and DESIREE for being so sweet. =D

All makes lousy times more bearable. =)

Hope that after some time when most things have settled down, i'll have more order in my life. i'm such an ORDERLY person. i simply need order in my life. i'm the sort of person who irritates my friends by asking "so what we doing after this? then after that leh? what you wanna eat after this?" all the time.

Happy-go-lucky-go-with-the-flow is not me. please tell me if you find me very difficult to get along with lol =P



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Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Why i know i love my country:

1) always filled with a sense of pride when i say i'm from SINGAPORE.
2) i miss HOME every single day when i'm overseas.
3) there's nowhere else i wanna SETTLE DOWN permanently (although on some occasions i secretly wished to grab some rich angmo and therefore automatically obtain the green pass).
4) will willingly spend time furnishing our foreign students with things they need to know about SINGAPORE.
5) never will complain about the extra 'SINGAPORE STUDIES' module we have to take.

HAPPY NATIONAL DAY there :) cheerios to 40 years of nation building.



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Sunday, August 07, 2005

I'm burnt! as in sunburnt. rag day was woah. 3 months of solid hard work just for that few seconds of fame. they had been piecing together scraps of recycled materials for a gigantic float... wished i had a picture of it but i don't... perhaps will get one from someone next time... it looked like this huge boat with a sail with a monster & a clock tower inside. plus some panals on n off the boat.

All was merry and colourful until the monster sticks his head out, then the panels and sail will switch to dark gloomy colours. after that some fight will go on which will end with a galliant warrior decapitating the monster while shouting YAGHHHH and all turns colourful again.

I know the above desciption sounds dead boring but trust me, the presentation was amazing. it's just me. i'm not a good desciber.

3 months (if i'm not wrong) of planning and execution... weeks of almost 24-hour rag rush... large amount of monetary investment... all we got was a lame 'environmentally-friendly' award. ok it's not nice to say 'lame'. it's important to save the environment. but we didn't even get a single award for the design & presentation of the float itself. quite sad huh.

And they either had to buy extra materials like tin cans and drink cartons, or get sponsers to provide them, just to come up with an impressive float to win the competition. is it really environmentally friendly? and the amount of money they spent on this thing... what's the purpose of rag day really??

But questions aside, we had lotsa fun working at this event... =D if you ever caught our presentation, do you see the sail changing colour? it was me pulling at it. lol...

And a big **CHEER** for the rag team too. =D

Opps i think i'll have to mention as well that i was with the kent ridge rag team lol... i haven't been involving myself with any arts fac activities at all...


I'm starting to have a fetish of lorries. i wanna be on a lorry all the time. it all started on inauguration day when we all had to wear formal outfits. a button-up blouse and long pants was what i wore. when it ended, some senior from my hall drove a lorry to send us back to hall in batches. the entire OG managed to squeeze into the ancient-looking lorry, squatting down, feeling like some bangladesh workers big time! so UNGLAM! in formal wear you know!

Whee but we had so much fun in the lorry, cheering leering and waving at passer-bys. when we realised that people outside are staring at us in some sort of a strange way, we could only shout "NTU ROX!" to them...

My second experience on a lorry was in the middle of the night when we had to transport a part of the float over from our hall. sitting on the edge thinking i might slide and fall everytime we reach a slope (hilly NUS), was... exciting. it was cool to get a tour of NUS in the silence of the night though. =)

Now i want a lorry for transportation all the time.

I can't possibly blog down all my experiences in school in one day because there is simply too much to talk about. hence what i'll do now is to....... try to blog as often as possible before i forget the details.

But generally hall life is great! somehow felt that university life wouldn't be complete without staying in a hall.



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