saving the last dance for you :~

progress

2008-08-07T23:58:00.002+08:00

progress. big word.

sorry if what follows sounds random. i've been reading econs and AD/AS crap and NI and income disparity and trade and cos my mum screamed me out of bed for some reason im in a zhamming mood and i did the right thing I THINK by fishing out my lit notes and forcing myself to read bout darwinism (watever that is. sorry miss heng) and natural selection and human rights and community .. and progress.

lit and econs. throw in a bit of gp and i am utterly sleepless. and restless.

lit notes mentioned natural selection - "laissez-faire" - where the law of nature cancels out the weaker leading to the survival of the fittest. darwin's cousin, Francis Galton, believed that the "worst elements of the poorer classes.. would have to be physically prevented from passing on their infirmities" by having children. all in the name of.. thats right. progress. we need social evolution for progress. we need community reform for progress. we need to co-operate, everyone, to work towards the infinite promise of advancement.

but do we have to build the ladder from the bones of one another? fact is by the time we reach the top and triumph that the world is, literally, at our feet, the applause we've always been waiting for would die before reaching our ears that only then realised the surrounding silence. we could realise we are alone.

the crux lies in the very word progress. what do we first think of when we see this word? in econs, in gp, in lit. anywhere in the world now the this word is likely to mean money. technological advancement. when people mention progress now, what they really mean is economic growth, an increase in status, and all those important things that somehow seems more vital to our well-being than ever before. and they butter it up by saying we should work hand in hand and achieve it together. then some people toast it to crumbs by saying that next we should stop the "weaker" from having children so that we can all move forward.

is that what progress really means? we have had so much, so much pride in declaring mankind being more "civilised", a word that is never far from "progress". being a civilian in the civilised soceity of a civilisation. to me, it is more than building concrete buildings and roads and wearing suits and speaking impeccable english over an earl grey in a pretty porcelain teacup. it is more than inventing new things and creating methods to keep an endless inflow of money. it is about feeling. progress in human mindset. the way we handle our emotions. without these civility is merely an empty shell of concrete.

how could we truly declare progress when we do not want to help and support who we deem the "weaker" people? there is an irony here. we are intending to progress as a whole by leaving a few people who could hinder us behind. not only physically, but emotionally. the fact that we could be willing to put them down is telling. in fact, are we actually going backwards? in the past where humans lived in their primal stages natural selection decided the strongest lived, irregardless of the existence of the weaker. it was NATURAL, perhaps, to see the weaker fall and accept this as part of life.however, now with strings tied to pinkies all over the world one well-directed twitch could make a difference. we are all connected, whether by technology and increased awareness and consciousness of ourselves, of one another, of the world. could this notion of "natural selection" come so naturally to us? can we really see our weaker fall and take it as it is? or even encourage it? we would, in essence, be integrating an element of primal existence into our quest for progress. we could be building a nice gravel highway in the wrong direction - backwards.

in truth, if we are trying to be fair by implementing "laissez-faire", we could end up terribly unbalanced and fall hard on our butts. natural selection can never be possible in a world that man has made with his hands. one reason is, obviously, there is not much of nature left to select naturally. in fact, purposefully stopping people from having children is in no way natural and can never be. how can we determine who is "weaker"? we are building our own definitions on our earlier definitions. how we define the weaker would be based on how we define progress which is defined by how we define success and our ultimate goal. we are fitting ourselves into frames and one wrong frame in the wrong perspective could lead to a huge mistake on mankind's part, and the danger is we can hardly see and analyse beyond the frame because we think it is what it is. we made it what it is. if we choose to frame progress as a picture of wealth and power then it will be what we work towards.

i wouldnt dare say im right, but coming back to it, progress is about learning. not just how to operate complex machines and fiddle with human genetics and bring the entire humanity onto "a higher level". it is also learning how to be human, and humane. to understand the intricacies of human interaction (blast brain neurons and pheromones and other scientific jargon here) and feel for one another simply because we care for our kind. let our hearts grow with our purses. that, to me, is the true development of mankind. if we can work so thirstily towards acquiring knowledge, surely we can also take effort acquiring a heightened sensitivity (oh darn, the word here is LOVE) for fellow people. otherwise, we could turn into those very robots and machines we created and proudly used to indicate our spreading progress.

mm well. i think i made a lot of sweeping statements and all that gp-booboos. but well not intending to write a logical essay. its jus ranting. jus found it sad that somehow the world is turning a little colder and warmer at the same time. oh crap now there's geog here. miss heng's notes really caught me at a good time.

HAHA oh man i jus realised ive really neglected my blog. sorry guys. :0(

eep. prelims up. MUGMUG :P

mummified

2008-04-21T22:10:00.002+08:00

mmph. im blogging again. is that a good sign? yes. when i have dance tmr and my math tutorial is angry at me and im sleepy? no.

but. here i am.

my burfdae came and went. thanks to everyone who made it so special just by noeing me and being my fren. it was my bestest burfdae ever. (HMMM i say this every year. kinda makes me look forward to my 80th burfdae.) thanks to donkey, its been a whopping 2 months and counting :D i've said it all and i dun want to. em. abuse u on my blog. (<3<3<3<3<3<3)

am i supposed to be having so much fun on the year of my A's?

mother's day is coming next month, but likely i wont be able to blog till then. oh well.

THE MOTHER

1) the born-talented performer from your childhood days who dances, sings, pulls faces and recites poetry to make you laugh/ stop your crying which (come on, admit it) was meant to make her do all that stuff.

2) the lone soul on the planet who has the license (read: audacity) to say you're fat and need to loose weight and get away with it. i mean, she's the one who makes your favourite baked cheese pasta every sunday right?

3) also the one who can call your room a pig sty. and come this close to saying you've just sprouted a snout without suffering a painful death by the hair of your chinny-chin-chin.

4) the teacher who believes you are a future P.hD holder and never stops believing it until you're grey and toothy and too weak to carry a schoolbag to Harvard.

5) the woman in your house who takes an hour to make a point, another hour to comment on your body lanuage while she's making her point, and yet another grouching about her wasting her time on you while she could be doing the dishes.

6) the cushion who wants to always be there when your kleenex has run out. this explains the perpetual all-too-common disdain of your mother for the stuffed toys beside your bed. (she says its because they collect dust but, oh mum, we know.)

7) the lady who marries you off to a rich guy, sends you off in your cinderella couch on your wedding day sobbing into a floral handkerchief, then goes home, jumps on the kitchen table and does the can-can.

love you mummy :0) i promise to be just like you after my mummification.

:D

2008-02-26T22:01:00.008+08:00

looking back at my last post reminds me of that week and how much has happened. but theyr'e good stuff :0)

chingay was fun! i guess. though the glitter made my eyes puffy. the preview nite on friday i was trying to gather my wits bout me to keep the headress from flying off my head while dancing, then lost them when i ran into 2nd formation smack in front of about a dozen cameras hoping to catch a few good moments (but ultimately failed cos this big broccoli wannabe with a fern teetering on her head decided to intercept). ehhhh. i really almost went nuts.

but of course there were plus points. stood beside quanyifeng and gurmit singh while they were proceeding on the float 8D almost split my green leotard was laughing so hard. and had fun escorting mr president nathan's float i felt as remarkably important as one could get in our flower-moneyplant-seaweed costume :D

but the funnest part was still hanging out with frens, rushing with them to change and make-up, bouncing on the seats on the bus rides to and fro, laughing like flowerheaded hyenas, and jus enjoying each others' company. it was definitely an experience :D

then there was the new addition to the pandemonium squad.. Jaelyn! <3

as usual i was too scared to pick her up and as usual my mum made me to ~~prepare me for motherhood~~ take photos and as usual once i carried her i refused to put her down. exact repitition with my previous cousins but oh well she looked so sweet couldnt help it :0)

i want kids. 5. then when they start teething and getting cranky at nite and holding "promise me food, shelter and education NOW!" placards above their heads they belong to my husband.

lol. jk. i still want kids.

and last nite topped it all when ares won facdance competition 3rd year running! :D :D :D :D LOVE CARLOS AND SHARON we're so so proud of you, CONGRATS. thanks for all the work you guys have put in for the entire fac, all the dance sessions and getting the choreo done and thinking up ways to make ares stand out and everything. great job :D

thats my 2 weeks worth. other stuff that happened are already known to the people whom i feel should noe :0)

DANCEWORKS. its chiong time. let's all jus have fun, thats all that matters. jiayou us :0)))

yvonne. you. sillygoose. :P

thanks hubby, i cant say it enough. i love you.

love is the stuff inside :0)

<3333

2008-02-10T22:15:00.000+08:00

OHMYGOSHHHH its been eons since i last blogged. kisses my blog.

mmmmmm. have been so tired recently for some reason. somehow im always sleeping late cos of homework and prac and other stuffs. and for some weirder reason im feeling happy and fufilled, thanks to my frens :0) cos of them i hardly notice my day's been longer than pockey sticks and blander than. unbuttered. popcorn. which my sister just tried to feed me.

i should stop thinking of food.

chinGAY's coming up, and so's danceworks. and homework's beginning to make a statement by piling on my desk. havent been paying my angels and mortals the attention they deserve. oh oh oh. hope they like my valentine's day present :D

yayyyyy valentine's day looking forward to it. baking at hubby's house on tues. hope i dont bake the kitchen along with watever im baking. bong in a kitchen = lion in a chicken's coop (im destructive and i try to eat everything in it.) and hope the goodies turn out well cos they're supposed to be a symbol of my love and care :0) eee. pressure.

my first time baking. wish me luck.

HAPPY CNY EVERYONE! this is so late but who cares. cny in my vocab doesnt end til chingay. this is the pineapple tarts talking. ohmygod i just had dinner what's wrong with me? (greed, of course, but im not going to say it. pure pink piggish greed.) :D

oh chingay. im going to pretend that we're ~~vegetables~~ fairies that jus ~~crawled~~ danced out of a ~~crop field~~ flower garden. actually i think the costume will look nice on chingay night but during normal practice its. ohhh. lala. i have apples and berries in my hair! and a fern that does high heels injustice.

mm. fairy.

i shall start on valentine's day gifts soon. but right now shall finish this #&%^*$*#& econs research task so i can get on with my life. :0)

happy. sad. happy. sad.

i should be, could be, want to be happy. for myself. but i cant.

oh, but how i should.

pass the turkey!

2007-12-23T16:22:00.000+08:00

bong is ashamed that her latest addiction is - horror of horrors - clubpenguin. CLUBPENGUIN.

i need to get a life.

had fun yesterday at my popo's house :0) family gathering for guo dong (translated from chinese, its living out the winter). originated from china of course, not much of a winter to enjoy - or worry about - here.

babysitted - babysat? - the PS (pandemonium squad) again. 7 younger kids running around threatening to summon the police to the doorstep is no joke. im talking bout kids who could whoop with joy and put on their iceskates if hell froze over.

so kept an eye (who am i kidding i meant 10 eyes) on these cookiedough lovelies while they ran around the void deck, on skatescoots or tricycles or their feet with a homemade nanny in tow. marvin's the youngest and the cutest :D was zi-highing pouncing on puddles and laughing and screaming "WETWET!" all over the place.

making tangyuan was a little less fun for me. all of them packed into the kitchen and the adults threw me in the make sure the place isnt razed down to a crisp. not that rolling glutinous rice balls needed any fire, but then, these kids are fire-breathing devils.

was quite ok :0) cept that one dried out 20% of the dough from his excessive rolling, the gurls kept bawling that the others took too much of their dough, and all of us (including me :P) popped too much brown sugar into our mouths so there was barely enough for the tangyuan. in the end we managed a sufficiently edible batch, ignoring the fact that some were as big as sqaush balls and others as big as marbles.

and that the pandan soup was diabetic cos someone dunked in lethal amounts of brown sugar. but then the brown sugar would have found its way into our tummies anyway X)

mm. at least the activities take my mind off my phone. havent contacted my frens in weeks.

next stop: tomyam crab for tmr's bbq. plus some last minute shopping :D

all this while my pile of homework is theatening to eat me up.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO U ALL. sorry this year i cant send out my usual cheesy ohlala christmassy smses. hope u guys dont mind yeahhh :D

:0(

2007-12-15T23:46:00.000+08:00

bong has lost all mood to blog.

update: havent found my wallet/pouch. with my phone and ic and ezlink in it.

it SILVER with 2 pigs on the front and has my ic with my name and address and all on it. and my silver slim samsung phone with all my contacts and precious stuff. please please return it if by some miracle you see this blog it means a lot to me.

bout the 6th wallet i lost in my lifetime. but this is the biggest loss ever.

ohmygod im so useless. causing my mum and ms chen so much trouble and everything. im so sorry :0(

one week i havent spoken much to my frens :0( and now i lost all their contacts. sigh. miss you guys so much. sorry i cant reply anyone anything.

hope i get it back, or get over it.

back :0)

2007-12-07T20:05:00.000+08:00

GENTINGS TRIP WAS UBERRR FUN.

well. i could say so much more. but not in the mood now. just so me to end the trip by losing my wallet.

with my ezlink card, my ic, and my handphone. wat could possibly be worse?

hope its in the coach. thanks ms chen for all your trouble contacting the organisation and all. now waiting for news :0(

please let it come back. some things inside cant be replaced.

terrible day tdae. more than one thing's missing and i dont even noe wat but i just feel crappy all the same.

i think i can fly

2007-11-13T22:44:00.000+08:00

HEROES! <3

watched the first 2 episodes last nite on tv, itched and drooled for more till tdae and went to hubby's house to get more. ended up re-watching the 2 episodes and only managed to watch 1 new one.

but but BUT. the re-watching made me understand wat was going on. and for a bit of kick look out for the hidden dna signals that pop up here and there for u to pick out and celebrate the use of ur eyes. like the one on claire's geology textbook, episode 3.

sneak-peeked a bit of shutter. almost died. and the bboys din help by being there. ~~i would so be better off watching it alone.~~ rite?

with stitch of course. and ernie.

thanks hubbs for having us over even if it meant that ur house might not have stayed intact. and sorry for clearing out a significant part of ur larder. a tasty significant part nonetheless :D

miss the gang. vic rox cailing min xinying deb yy fifi mian kiki. hope to see u guys thurs :0)

oh the joy. why cant heroes show twice a week or something. but most likely we'd all finish the series before the season ends. and wait (at hubby's house, no less) for the next.

meanwhile i shall avoid looking at mirrors. and shrug off the sheer coincidence that my clock stopped working as i stared at it.

YATA!!

i mean. i shall go change the battery.

OP and Oily Potatoes

2007-11-01T21:28:00.000+08:00

OP tmr! -shoots evil eyes at you if you have already finished yours-

just hope we'll be ok. at least worth the entire day tdae spent at cass's house rehearsing, writing out our skit script and making lunch out of oily, oily fries.

im not being a calorie crazo or fat freak here. it was seriously so terribly oily that the fries were glistening and most were soggy. can't blame cass's maid tho, she was new. 3 days :0)

but still. its no secret we enjoyed the spring rolls and ham and salad better.

huff. if i gain any kilos from them i'd better gain twice as many marks for OP.

OH tmr is the ultimate freedom. i shall refrain from rejoicing early :D to all unfortunate souls sharing my plight, all the best!

miss my frens. havent seen one or the other this past week. hope to see you guys real soon. mabbe tmr! :0)

i dont noe why you were so upset yesterday and tdae. but if its somehow because of me, im sorry. :0(

i love you. hope you'll feel better tmr.

njc! :0)

2007-10-24T00:04:00.000+08:00

NJC rocked. thot our performance was the best we did so far :0) but the more memorable and fun part was the dancing session after that. it was cool to watch bboys cyphering and then some hiphoppers burning the floor too.

and after all the effort we put in, it was worth it :D everyone did great and im so so super proud of everybody considering we had less than a week to learn and perfect this choreo.

oh. forgot to give out the vouchers. shall do it tmr. (oh fudge how many times have i said that?)

watever it was, i had ultimate fun on friday nite. the njc councillors really did a nice job on this one :0)

i should say more but its late now (for a pig like me). yawn.

and some people are just so gentlemanly. haha sorry guys that im still raving bout it but im reminded of it everytime i see THE gentleman so i just have to put it here to make myself feel better. not that i expect "ladies first" to come out of his gentlemanly mouth anytime. i'd sooner turn into a man.

thanks hubbs and okiku, for everything. i promise i'll be fine really really really. <3

im so lousy sometimes. wat's wrong with me. this. is. no. big. deal.

one day i'll look back on this and laugh my head off. if its still already there.

comin hooommme.. 3.30

2007-10-18T23:32:00.000+08:00

WR. OP. NJC. all due tmr!

gosh only started njc choreo prac last sat. less than a week to learn a full choreo slathered with bout 6 formations and polish it up properly. doesnt help that the choreo deviates a little from our usual style.

had full dress rehearsal at njc tdae. looking at the bboys i could just run behind the curtain and hide my baby freeze there. i could be a 2-year-old trying to break and u wouldnt notice the difference.

but all that wont stop us from having fun, including the imba poppers. we gonna do our thing and have a rollicking good time up there and we dun care if nobody else is having fun with us.

:D hope tmr will have a good party. jiayou all the njc councillors suyi min michelle and michelle thanks for working so hard. i noe min is cooking cant wait to eat the food. haha :P good dinner+dance+late nite out = bliss.

dunno if can stay that late tho. alr had a late nite last nite. sitting under the stars (clouds rather) and chatting til 10.30pm and climbing over the school gate to get out was fun but i had to pay more than just cab fare ($7.50 from sch to home!!! sheesh). thanks ezra anyway.

and im such a sucker for food. one day i'll regret it but i dun care for now good food is for eating and nothing else.

:0) looking forward.

do i. or do i not. or do i. oh help me.

hope i'll do the rite thing in time to come.

t-IMBA-land

2007-10-11T23:01:00.000+08:00

sorry again everybodaye for being so down nowadays. haha just to assure im really really not depressed lol why should i be with u guys around :0)

hmm actually i have no idea why im feeling so blehh. might be something to do with the apologise choreo. or the song. somehow it reaches right there :P

thanks okiku for sitting with me and throwing stones at the warning sign with me. and for the heart to heart talk. i felt much much better after that. tho actually i still cant fathom what i could possibly be upset about but thanks for making that feeling go away.

p.s. i still have 4 big imba stones on the sign and u only have 2. lousyyyy.

oh please make this feeling go away for good. like ezra said its like a feeling something's missing and u feel lost and weirdly emo. just as well if u're doing the apologise choreo but thats about all. i shall resolve to recover in the next few days.

here's the song of the week :0)

Apologize - Timbaland ft one republic

I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I’m hearing what you say
But I just can’t make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think I’d turn around
And say..

That it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late

I’d take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But that's nothing new yeah yeah
I loved you with a fire red, now it’s turning blue
And you say
Sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I’m afraid

It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late

It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it’s too late to apologize, yeah

I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...

sing it like thomas and you could win singapore idol hands down :D

take my mirror away

2007-10-03T22:52:00.000+08:00

bong feels useless. dun tell me not to be cos i cant change how i feel.

i guess i can try to do something about it. thanks for enlightening me.

sorry guys for being rather emo yesterday and being one of those people u wouldn't exactly love to hang around with, but thanks for sticking around anyway. loveyas :0)

okiku discussed with me again the whole red tape beurocratic trash that sadly exists against MAD. and the conclusion is hilarious: you might as well ban tennis players from the tennis court, if you want to ban dancers from using the dance studio.

and usually before performances we are stranded to dance outside the audi in full view of everyone, not to mention without a mirror and rough flooring. why is it so hard for dancers to book the dance studio? last time exco could, now they only allow teachers to book so everytime we need it we have to call ms chen to do it.

they said a teacher has to be around everytime we prac in the rua. means everyday. we understand that its to ensure nothing happens to us, or if something does we'll be taken care of. but which teacher is free every single day to sit in a corner and watch us dance sometimes for more than 5 hours?

the pe studio is easily available anytime without needing a teacher. does that mean we're less prone to sustaining injuries in the pe studio than rua? and we cant always use it cos 1) we have to share usage with chinese dancers and 2) its just too small sometimes.

furthermore before dancenite they allow us to practise without a teacher, understanding that we have prac everyday. but recently we have prac everyday too, because we now have an onslaught of performances. yet its still so extremely hard to get to practise in the rua, for one reason or another.

sharon raised the issue during a cca discussion with the admin way before promos. but we havent got a word of response so far. not that we are, based on the circumstances. tho of course, it would be great if we could hear from someone regarding our situation.

sigh. tmr's another day outside the audi. hope we can cope. after all, quoting ezra, we're hoppers, street dancers, we can dance anywhere.

yay. at least our spirit keeps us going :D

7 habits from heaven

2007-09-19T20:11:00.000+08:00

hubby is so full of these tag stuffs nowadays. lol.

1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.

1. i have a birthmark over my right eye which compels people to think that in some corner of the world some hideous beast had the audacity to assault this poor little defenceless gurl. (mmhmm, but mabbe not before escaping with a broken leg himself.)

2. i have one hazel-brown eye and one black eye. ask my dysfunctional dna.

3. my hair is brownish-black with light brown streaks, which has triggered enough teachers and prefects in my life to start an interrogate-the-bong fan club. (i once pulled out a red strand too.)

4. i love strawberries, hate anything strawberry-flavoured. i love yam-flavoured anything but i hate yam. picky tongue=picky eater.

5. i snore sometimes if i feel squished in my sleeping space, eg in chalets when 3 people have to pack into one bed. so leave bong be on one big bed if you want a restful night.

6. i am, on a phenomenal scale, terrified of loud, sudden noises. if thunder strikes in the middle of a night it takes 3 pillows, a blanket and a happy thought to convince me that im going to live and to coax me back to sleep.

7. i live to eat - once downed 4 bowls of rice at a steamboat dinner when i was nine. 'nuff said.

just your average gurl :0)

uh. can i not tag anymore people? sorry to break the chain here :P if you want to do it leave a msg and i'll rmb to tag you!

shall go mug econs now. pass the chocolate.

okiku arimasen neko no tanjobi

2007-09-13T20:17:00.000+08:00

had a ticklish convo tdae.

songping (melissa): oh i noe the meaning of my name! do u guys noe the meaning of yours?

natascha: oh haha yes i noe mine! it means the one born on christmas day! hahaha tho i'm not even born on christmas day.

everyone: hahahahahaaha

songping: yvonne do you noe yours?

me: hmm yupps.. sth like.. heart of courage or sth. read it on one of those name keychains thingies. haha

songping: oh yes! haha i remember those.

nat: huh. u go and look one meh. i dont bother cos i always cant find my name.

songping: oh ya cos your spelling is rather special rite..

me: so songping what does your name mean?

songping: oh. hahahaha erm. -looks sheepish-

nat and me: ???? -waiting-

songping: hahahaha. its not as deep as the both of yours. i didn't noe the meanings were all so deep. my name means... ... ... honeybee.

haha. songping you funny bunny.. bee.

finally managed to finish okiku's present. filled in the last minute details and sketches just in the morning a few minutes before giving it to her. anyway okiku hope you like the cake! its awfully chocolate. yum yum. only the best for you gurl :0)

sorry i couldn't get you a proper burfdae present :P hope you like your new sketch book. and what's inside. thanks for being there for me, for always being beside me when i need you, for dancing singing drawing laughing crying mugging with me. -inserts cliche words-

sorry for being cheesier than cheddar. but then again, i think words are cheesy cos inexplicable feelings are cheapened when put into words. they have to be felt, not read :D

so feel this -

HAPPY HAPPY BURFDAE OKIKU :D

loveya lots gurl, more than you can imagine yourself being appreciated.

sentimental comedy

2007-09-09T21:43:00.001+08:00

another set of wasted holidays! and another week of lying around telling i would start mugging tomorrow and that particular tomorrow never comes home. if only it meant promos wouldn't come home too.

well. even if they dont, there's lit test tmr. should be mugging like now. now. now :P

had fun at MAD photoshoot, tho we couldn't dance much :0) a professional photographer came and took us posing some hiphop moves. the funny part was we had to look ATTITUDE, ie we looked like a bunch of posers/goth wannabes in the shots. haha. he even specifically singled me out and told me to looks more attitude cos i was smiling chesire-cat style like i thot dancers should be.

o.O not natural born poser sorry.

and unexpectedly the pics were close-up shots. my eyeliner wouldn't stop smudging cos my eyes are super moist, and after every blink 0.5cm of eyeliner stubbornly clung below my eyes. initially thot it was ok cos it wasn't obvious from a distance, but apparently i was destined to look like a sleep-deprived panda on top of avril lavign's long-lost cousin.

sigh. okiku looked really pretty :0) dantong doesn't even need to be mentioned. carlos looked hilarious as usual, hahaha. hope i dun spoil the shot :P

hmmm. never been photogenic. books and books of pics to prove my point.

Ecod, if by some merry twist of fate i pass the SC test on the morrow, i'd dive meself into a horse-pond.

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2007-09-02T21:31:00.000+08:00

i just spent 15 minutes of my long long life staring at the screen wondering what on earth to blog about. i think i wanted to say something, but i kinda forgot. hmm.

i'll remember next time.

looking back at my last post i realised that i should start preparing myself for spinster-hood. in other words i should get my butt off this cushy chair and learn how to make a decent fried egg and which buttons work for the washing machine.

i dont make sense. its not like if i find a guy he will be the top chef of Ritz-Carlton or something. i'll still have to get my butt off this cushy chair whether or not i end up with someone.

i just had this ominous feeling about my future. knowing how to correct market failure and the significance of the doomed roses in Beloved wont bring me dinner and get my laundry done everyday. i've got to take charge of my life. i've got to be practical. i've got to STOP MUGGING.

i've got to stop dreaming.

a little over a month to go back to dance life. better than any overseas holiday can give. on a closer note, a little over a week back to school to see my <333 frens. miss you guys already.

taggerdom

2007-08-20T21:43:00.000+08:00

now i know wat hubby meant when she tagged on my tagboard that i have been tagged by her.

Instructions: The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. Specify the gender of the target. Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their page saying they've been tagged. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.

Gender specified: male, thank you (sorry hubby!)

1. someone who can be my best friend and lover, with whom i can talk the cows purple and confide in.

2. someone who knows that its him, not what we do/ where we go/ what he buys for me, that matters. that i could spend every week eating the same thing if it means eating it with him.

3. someone who understands and respects that our time is not 100% committed to each other, who knows we both have other things to do and other people to care for, and we're not the only ones in each other's lives. (though of course lovelife commitment=100%=faithfuless)

4. someone who knows i love him even though i may not always say it, and sometimes i can get really cranky and upset and say nasty things, but i still love him and always will.

5. someone who fully acknowledges the fact that i have a strict mother and i cannot always defy her to spend time with him, and is prepared for a monster-in-law. (p.s. my mum loves lao po bing from hongkong.)

6. someone who buys me 99 red roses, remains silent when i scold him for being impractical, and jumps for joy when i marry him after that.

7. someone who can eat heaps and heaps of chocolates with me like there's no tmr (and wouldn't mind if they stay on my hips.)

8. someone who can read this, laugh, and love me anyway.

basically, someone who loves me :0)

its nice, though well, its not essential that i find him (or he finds me). i can survive without all that :D

hmm.. 8 people to tag? hubby tagged almost the whole gang already. lol

1. nessie (if she happens to read this :D)
2. roxy <3
3. shermin-a-min
4. yengyie yieyieyie
5. vicki kiki
6. bev
7. ezra
8. YOU. :0)

-content-

2007-08-07T20:37:00.000+08:00

somehow found myself dancing again. last minute participation in national day item, had to learn the routine within 1 day :P still we all made it through. hope tmr will be ok and i dun maluate myself :D

yays. going out tmr. movie marathon at hubby's house on thurs. didn't manage to go watch meteors tonite, but i guess i wouldn't miss a movie marathon/ chillout/ dunking day at hubby's house for 10 wishes. mabbe i can even catch a glimpse from my window tonite.

plus a long long weekend to complete this lovely week :0) homework can't stop me from dancing in the rain.

huummmmm.

feeling really happy now cos i just ate a banana split :0) ultimate comfort food right next to hersheys, pockey and apple pie with ice-cream. somehow hoping that working my brain can burn off the calories, which just found another reason to cling on to my waist for dear life.

but. who. cares. for now at least.

just a thought that if the world really was cadbury, i'd die of clogged arteries at the age of 30. :0,

mind boggle

2007-08-04T20:50:00.000+08:00

feel so empty now that ares nite is over. goodbye dance, hello promos :0(

gone are the days i look forward to prac after school, sitting through lectures and staying alive in tutorials knowing that dance will come my way later in the day. now lessons are a notch more dull. no matter how physically draining and will-testing, dance is always fun.

sounds so emo, but now i'm just an aimless soul drifting around with nothing to do. what do you do when you get home by 2pm? :P

good thing though, still try to meet up with frens as and when :0) next week is going to be the last fun week i'll be having in a long time. still haven't decided whether to go watch midnight meteor showers in school on tues or sleepover at heather's house with MADers on weds, which is unconfirmed.

personally slightly prefer sleepover though, more bonding :D last time they watched movies and gossiped til morning. but the meteor shower will be fun too, how many times in your life do you get to see shooting stars raining in the sky and make 10 000 wishes at once?

afraid to sign up for meteor shower only to be told that the sleepover will be held. and then afraid to NOT sign up for meteor shower and only to be told sleepover won't be held, and i'll be left with nothing.

ahhhhh. why can't my mum let me go for both. and omg what a question.

please heather please confirm if there will be a sleepover by monday! though anyway it wouldn't help my dilemma if you decide to hold one in the end. hahas. still, thanks for letting us into your house yet again :D

to 2 frens of mine, hope u guys are feeling better. jiayou k, time will let you noe what you should do/ if what you have done is right. you can mope now, but seriously just think a year (or even month) down the road you might feel differently. it can be hard to get over it or let go now, but you don't have to try that hard, it will come in the end, absurd as it might sound at this point of time :0)

then you might look back and feel that a 360-degree turn all but gave you a neck-ache and a good laugh. :D

sleepover. meteor shower. sleepover. meteor shower. sleepover. meteor shower.

so many people to talk to, so many things to find out before i make my decision. sigh. still, at least either way will be fun :0)

thanks mummy for at least letting me go for an overnite stay <3

TAPESTRY! :D

2007-08-01T20:59:00.000+08:00

last saturday orchard road was ROCKED upside down!

haha MADhouse strutted our stuff outside taka at 4.30 and 6. was the last performance this year for hiphoppers (and bboys too i think) cos we rejected teachers' day performance. blehh. still, best for last :D

the crowd was great! thanks to all the seniors who came down to support us, and for fellow MADhouse pple who cheered at the sides for those grooving on the floor. and haha, if some passer -by who watched hwachong MADhouse on sat happens to read this, thanks for popping by for a peep!

thanks to vic, roxy and deb baby for coming to support us too! huggs, was so happy to see you guys after like months.

what's the performer without the audience? :0)

had dinner at yoshinoya after that. or rather, vic, jiada, kuangyong and i smuggled our kfc food in :P yoshi was nice to accommodate 30+ hungry dance-kissed teens dressed in casual tanks&shirts&cargos and making a racket while squabbling over who sat where. had a nice chat with vic :0)

went to doby ghaut (i STILL can't spell it) to play in the arcade with okiku jiada and KY. and OMG jiada owned himself at the para-para machine! everyone who walked past either stared/laughed, and three of us hovered around laughing non-stop hoping nobody would notice we were his frens.

had fun racing, though i obviously din have affinity with the machine. 1st round okiku and i weren't aware that the race had alr started, and were cruising along the track wondering why our wheels could control the display game. 2nd round my car spun 2 rounds on the spot and i found myself accelerating in the reverse direction. all in all i counted about 24 cones i knocked down.

still, im better than okiku! she flipped twice - as in really FLIPPED - and her car din quite look like one after that :D lol.

went home earlier than expected, but we had fun so we din care. thanks KY for making sure nobody kidnapped me or no boogie monster ate me up on my way home, though really u didn't have to.. it actually really wasn't that dark haha. but thanks anyway :0)

BIG THANK YOU to all MADhouse pple, whether you danced or choreo-ed, everybody did an excellent job :D most importantly we all had the time of our lives. it was a really memorable experience.

GROUP HUGG :D

i don't i don't i don't i don't. do i?

ZzzZzzZzz

2007-07-23T20:38:00.000+08:00

tdae was self-owning day for me.

we had half day, cos our track and field team got triple-champs again!!! when the announcement was made the whole school exploded in an uproar, all over the entire school compound cos it was announced over the PA system just before lessons started.

lessons? i had CT and then pe before i was dismissed at 11am :D -looks smug-

dragged okiku, hubby, ezra, carlos and kelvin downtown to have lunch at taka kfc, cos i had cravings for zinger and cheese fries since yesterday :P and i paid by totally embarrassing myself (hubby note: spelt with a) not once, but TWICE, falling for the same trick! o.O

no thanks again to ezra, who made me believe that ice+macs garlic chilli = exothermic reaction. i happily put my hand above the disgusting mass to see if my hand would bake over it (and to huff at ezra that it definitely wouldn't), and stupid guy smacked my hand onto the lot.

just after i swore i would never touch macs garlic chilli again in my life, carlos started putting this ultra-shocked look on his face and said "OMG BONG you're so dead! do you know how SMELLY that is??!! it's damn smelly la, your hand will smell bad for a super long time!!" and i happily sniffed at my hand.

no prizes for guessing who had to go wash her face after that. and who spent the rest of the day smelling invisible chilli sauce and swearing off all kinds of macs chilli for the rest of her life.

and who would grab 5 macs chilli packets for her fries next time a craving hollers at her door.

after that went to get nat's present and forced our way into heather's house again :D had a great lazy 2 hours chatting, gossiping, and singing while ezra played the piano. nice lazy afternoon for a nice lazy day :0)

thanks heather AGAIN for letting us into your house, knowing that you could sooner and safer let in a bunch of mad sheep (dun ask me why sheep, it was the first thing that came to my head). or mabbe mad hippopotami.

HAPPY BURFDAE NATTY! :D huggs

seniors' farewell

2007-07-22T13:18:00.000+08:00

farewell last nite was uberr fun! heather was so nice to provide her house for MAD farewell, knowing full well it could be 80+++ people wreaking havoc in it. ah well, only about 40+ turned up, but thanks anyway :D

passing on was funny, we bestowed titles on every senior. ainan looked apprehensive about being dubbed Mr Romeo, even though he can rattle off shakespearean lines like his abc's o.O while people like me didn't even know Hamlet was written by shakespeare. sigh.

watched sawI with everyone else who packed themselves into the cosy TV room in the dark and fought for cushions or something (like another person) to fend ourselves against an evil, creepy non-existant puppet. i was the proud owner of about 10 screams, no thanks to ezra who shouted "BOO" at one point when the screen was black. (that was also one less proud owner of a cushion after she lost it to ezra's head.)

we had a disco nite thingy, tho well dancing wasn't really choreo-ed on the spot. hit the lights (which some people had covered with red cellophane paper) and we all jus gathered round to cheer the lovelies on the floor. did the ares, apollo and artemis fac dances, some dancenite items and the bboys spun their stuff as usual. the seniors ROCKED, and still rock :D hopefully juniors can reach their standard by next year :P

thanks to all the seniors who came, it was a great nite. hope they liked it :0)

performance at orchard road youth park later at 3.45 and 5pm, OMG. hope we can pull it off, we had so little practice this week on this one. 3 gurls less for tdae's performance too, pfft. plus my aunt is going to pack her 2 kids and her vidcam to make sure every move is captured for my mum to see (her 2 kids are the reporters).

leaving in 5 mins to cut my hair, it always comes loose halfway during items when i tie it up. please don't make this one another headful disaster :P

hiphop sabbats

2007-07-08T13:12:00.000+08:00

i am really really so tired, but i am seriously having the fun of my life! lol only dance can do that.

had hiphop sabbaticals on weds and thurs.. and our instructor was COOL! funny guy that can do every style of hiphop from break to lyrical, gosh.

on weds we had old school, so all the popping and locking left my muscles weak and jelly-ish by the time i got home. no prizes for guessing how our popping king sijin did.. IMBA :D he was popping away like popcorn and all of us around him wanted to throttle him, lol.

we did other old school stuff we never knew existed, like stop-and-go (the only thing i can decently pull off), around the world, and the scooby-doo which only the guys could do without looking like, well, scooby-doo trying to dance. we did baby freezes too.. loved that! XD hubby really almost got it.. jiayou!

thursday we did sth that i could do much much better.. new school! loved the lyrical routine to mariah carey's without you and the mtv-cum-whacking routine to some super cool song i dunno. hubby, nicT and i realised that our style was a lot of lyrical and mtv, and whacking for me cos i uberrrr enjoyed whacking :0)

'cher taught us milking too, and body waves in every possible direction: top-bottom, bottom-top, left-right, right-left, and diagonal waves that were the absolute hardest but nicest, in my opinion :D

at the end of it all my muscles were screaming to stop, but we couldn't cos we still had volunteer's fair prac till 7pm. so basically we danced from 7am to 7pm on both days, and after reaching home i just took a bath and knocked out cold on my bed. i think mabbe hubby and nicT did too, along with all the ppl who had hiphop sabbats and VolFair item.

have yet to finish choreo-ing. only got 3 more days to teach the gurls :P argh.

keep going VolFair ppl! thanks everyone for working really hard, performance is next week so let's chiong together :D

mug mug mug and dance

2007-06-30T13:04:00.000+08:00

Now that blocks are over, school life springs back to dance :D

dancenite pics.. a little late, but who cares? :0)

borrredd waiting for full-dress to begin :P

dancenite! :D
everyone rushing to make-up..
me helping casey apply eyeliner

..after that everyone said not to ever let bong do your eyeliner. gee, i wonder why.

SHOWSTOPPER!

..and the showstoppers :0)

anita, suhui, dantongnicT and weitingnic, me and nicweiting and suhui preparing for showstopper-sexy roleme and weiting trying to act slutty.. not working! :Pme and parrrtnerrr :Dlove my hubbyme and dantong some J1 hiphop gurls

the cool breaker dudes in baby-freezes..and the act-cool/dao J1 hiphop guys! lol
thanks nic and nic for the lovely notes! :0)

and now for our next project.. school charity event thingy and tapestry '07 :D

thanks to all the tapestry ppl for putting in so much effort before the auditions, it all paid off. jiayou for the actual thing!

have to chiong choreo now :P

12 symptoms of M.A.D. cow disease

2007-06-01T22:42:00.000+08:00

1. you do body waves while waiting for the traffic man to turn green.

2. your taste in music changes from Atomic Kittens to Snoop Dogg.

3. you have too many skirts/blouses and too few tanks/cargos

4. you blame your pet dog/cat/hamster for chewing your sneakers that appear to be wearing off much more quickly than they should.

5. you do head and shoulder isolations while sitting at the com/mugging.

6. your mum complains you bounce too much and eat too little at the dining table.

7. you find that you're seeing yourself more often - in the rua/salt centre/pe studio mirrors

8. ..and in your room mirror to check if that banana split went anywhere near your waist.

9. you swear to withstand all of hell to lose 5 kilos, then decide to go macs at KAP with your (equally) M.A.D. frens cos they're just so wonderful, like a mcspicy-double meal.

10. you thank God for bio/chem/econs notes so you don't have to lug textbooks to practices for mugging.

11. it becomes your fantasy thrill to break into the rua, and your worst nightmare when you get caught by uncle chong.

12. you go around asking people, "are you MAD?" and expect them to reply "IMBAH M.A.D."

:D

i can't see my tagboard again, will reply all tags as soon as it decides to come back :0)

dancenite :D

2007-05-21T22:29:00.000+08:00

dancenite was IMBAH!

thanks for all those who came, and for all those chocolates (:D), sweets, flowers, notes and cards. thanks to nessa and rox for friday nite and my class, vic, xinying, yieyie, min, deb, kim and fifi for sat.

both nites were one of the most memorable nites i had this year, and all my life. i finally get to realise my dream of dancing onstage as a part of dance, not guides or some class performance :D

will miss all those practices so so much. i'll miss sleeping on the RUA floor with everyone else, rolling around to annoy okiku, (watching others) mugging in between songs, lunch-ing and dinner-ing with MAD gang at coro/kap/anywhere edible, scaring everyone with my appetite, reaching home at 10pm, cam-whoring at the RUA, scurrying around helping each other apply make-up, all of us trying on costumes and complaining about tufty hair and bulging tummies which we believe our own to be the worst.

will miss rushing in the mornings to early morn prac, pulling on my shirt while calling weiming then calling hubby to call her partner weichi who like his twin would be asleep then calling weiming another 10 times to wake him up so he can wake weichi and not be LATE for prac.

(not that it worked.)

sad that dancenite is over, but some destiny with the RUA landed us in the Tapestry busking performance at orchard road. auditions on 10 june, have to chiong again and choreo dances along with mugging for block tests and all that homework.. all that homework.

shall start to work my way through all that chocolate first :D

showstoppin'

2007-05-17T21:58:00.000+08:00

i finally get a little time to post :D

dancenight is tmr, yayy. really hope our work will pay off, after all those sunset rendezvous with the rua dance studio, currently our second home where we sleep, study and eat too.

not to mention the bruises, cuts, eyebags, muscle cramps, skipped lunches and dinners and the hair-dropping promises from eating all the cup noodles. and this for only 2 items, can't imagine how those people doing 4 manage to keep alive.

anyway, good luck to everyone! we've been working for this, we can do it :0)

forgot to go cut my hair. shall have to pin up like crazy or i'll look like a pontianak lolloping all over the stage :P

huggs to all my frens these past weeks, sorry i wasn't really fun company. just to let you guys know that your being there made all the difference. thanks to nessa, hubby, okiku, kim, rox, vic, fengyun and yichun for everything. especially nessa, thanks for spending the entire sports day just sitting alone with me, okiku and hubbs for dumping their class lunch for me, and hubbs for the letter.

plus nat and sarah, for the yummy chocolates and sweets to cheer me up, though you did a better job yourselves :D

hope tmr's and sat's performances go uberr well.. :0)

head in hands

2007-05-03T21:51:00.000+08:00

GPP. PI. PW oral presentation.

human geog essay. phy geog essay. phy geog tutorial. econs tutorial.

flu. fever. sore throat. cough.

all happened/happening/due this week.

missed dance on weds. missed dance and school todae.

went to doc todae. should have gone on monday, why on earth was i so stubborn..? missing math lec is not good. missing dance is worse.

i must learn not to miss things. it doesn't help me in any way.

why do bad stuff all happen together?

PW oral presentation tmr. GPP draft up. dance till 8. no pompous epidemic-declaring woebegone MC can make me stay home.

weirdos vs lightbulbs

2007-04-24T21:37:00.000+08:00

all hail us the weirdos :D

qn: how many xinyings does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: one. simple, short and sweet.

qn: how many shermins does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: hmm i'm not sure how, xinying can you teach me? thank you! yay. oh do you guys need help?

qn: how many nicTs does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: three. one at 9am, one to take over at 12pm, another to take over at 3pm.

qn: how many kims does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: what for? i like it dark. you have a problem with that?

qn: how many nicCs does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: huh? kim!! why didn't you change the lighbulb?? i need to STUDDYYYY, got econs essay test next next tuesday and i haven't STARTEDDD..! darnit. i want chocolate.

qn: how many debs does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: oh, a lightbulb? i don't like lightbulbs. how about porcupines? i like porcupines. let's talk about clouds. or pineapples.

qn: how many vics does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: ... ... hmm... oh.. huh? were you talking to me..?

qn: how many bongs does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: three. one standing on top of another.

qn: how many roxannes does it take to change a lightbulb?
ans: BONNGGG!! woman, come here like NOW and help me fix this $%&#@! thing! i really wonder like WHO in this world invented this, it's so super dumb can, oil lamps are SO much better, ... ... BONG are you listening to me??!!

pirouttes+pumps+powermoves= :0)))

2007-04-22T21:45:00.000+08:00

i'm sorry that after so long since my last post, i have to (want to, actually) blatantly and shamelessly splash this ad of Dancenight on my blog.. XP

MOSAIC - every dancer has a story to tell

18th and 19th may, 7.30pm
Hwa Chong Auditorium
$10 per ticket

yay.

please come if you are interested! there will be a huge variety of dance - contemporary, jazz, hiphop, break, chinese and more more more - so you won't be stuck with boring renditions of just one type :D

mm hmm. and if u're in doubt, like suspicious that contemp style was slightly modified and passed off as "hiphop" (a personal phobia of mine), rest assured that the hiphoppers are hardcore and we won't be wearing tutus. for living proof feel free to stop me anytime and ask me to piroutte on the spot :P

come look for any MAD-er if you are interested! :0)

went out with GANG to celebrate cailing's burfdae today :D i be lazy so i shall post the pics next time. huggs cailing, happy belated burfdae!!

miss you all very muchhh :P

prac prac prac

2007-04-07T21:23:00.000+08:00

dancenight coming up, feeling the effects.

showstopper prac: mondays, wednesdays, saturdays

ms chen routine: thursdays, fridays

i hope my parents can understand.

sigh. home is not a good place to practise. no big mirrors, suitably large free space. unless you count the living room, then people walking along the corridors would have a free show-and-laugh.

hmm.. not a bad idea actually. i can put a container outside and perhaps i could get some extra pocket money :D

a little over a month to dancenight.. chiooonnnngggggg

mad MAD

2007-04-03T22:23:00.000+08:00

today a huge load was lifted off me, after i found out that i didnt get into council. sounds funny, but seriously, i was better off without it.

on friday went for Music And Dance (MAD) auditions, hiphop. the routine itself was okay, but we had to learn 4 eights in 10-15 minutes! o.O it didn't help that my memory cells can be counted on the foot of a three-toed sloth.

so lost about 3 quarters of the routine, which obviously wasn't to my favour. then they said if we forgot the steps we could freestyle.. !!.. so i just whipped up some moves to save myself from standing there like a block of wood and looking for all the world nothing like dancer-potential.

thus in my assessment round, all that was left of the original routine was about 1 eights. i was sure my auditions were out the window, and so i kinda emo-ed my weekend away and dreaded monday when the results would be released.

so was obviously shocked to learn yesterday that MAD accepted me in the end. all my life i wanted to be in dance, so was really pleasantly surprised, then ecstatic :D then i wanted to pull out of council now that i had secured a cca, but many others told me to stay and sit it out cos elections were taking place today.

hmm. whole day yesterday was spent warring in my head whether to pull out from council elections or just wait it out, and in the end just decided to wait till today.

so can imagine was super relieved not to get into council. to choose between council and dance is unthinkable torture.. :P

and now can focus all my attention on MAD :0) there are auditions within MAD - all the J1 hiphop gurls - to select dancers for showstopper, and i swear i dun stand a chance, but still gonna try anyway. thriving on hardcore practising to perfection doesn't help me in auditions, ie needing to crash course and perfect a routine in a few minutes. but what more can i ask for? glad to already be in MAD, even if i dun get to do showstopper :D

congrats to all successful councillors! jiayou ok, you'll all make a great council :D

burfdae mine!

2007-03-27T21:33:00.000+08:00

thank you to all and all and ALL for the fantastic burfdae! :D

sunday was an uberr day, with bigben, arthur, wang, joshua and serene who sang the day away with me. feiyuqing wannabe was on the loose again! this time it was recorded on video.. beware! had a great time duet-ing with arthur again, and also formed a new alliance with bigben as my song partner :D

and and AND i can hereby declare myself a passably competent chinese-songs-singer! take that, chinese songs.

yichun came down after the kbox session with this enormous chocolate cake (AHH!) that we tried to finish (but failed, so the rest went to ME! muahahaha). thank you guys SO much, that day meant a lot to me :0)

monday was no less fun! (excluding the lessons.) had a special kick-start with a huge baked potato with chicken and bacon bits, breakfast treat from audrey. i had 2 big fat cakes, one from natascha and one from 07a11. chocolate and cookies&cream! then i was given this adorably adorable balloon with SPONGEBOB on it! spent the day with it floating beside my head, onto my head as well as into others' heads XD

best part was the company of all my bestest frens, vanessa okiku hubby kim, the lovely warm huggs and the wishes, they made my day complete. and specially to victoria, who came down and wished me happy burfdae.

really miss having at least one of you guys beside every minute, especially nessa, bestie for 9 years and running, its weird not turning around and seeing you there :P but thank you guys for the effort to make my burfdae memorable, it worked!

then at home my family had yet another cake for me.. a mixed fruit cake with strawberries, raspberries, mango, kiwifruit and other yummylicious goodies :D they don't read my blog, but yeah, THANK YOU FAMILY! lol.

this year made the same wish over 4 different delicious cakes (record!), so pray that it comes true :D

speaking of cake reminds me of the upcoming NAPFA test. not only have i turned 17 and be expected more of my physical fitness (THERE'S A GRAMMATICAL ERROR HERE, I JUST KNOW THERE IS), i have stuffed myself silly with cake cake and more CAKE. yay and sigh. i'm about as conditioned as a peach tart.

nonetheless, absolutely no regrets :0)

quoted from my beloved (HAHA) spongebob balloon:

"THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!"

10 things i like about hwachong

2007-03-23T21:50:00.000+08:00

1. there is HIPHOP. nothing beats a funky cca :D

2. the whole class-bench-dump-our-bags-and-chat idea. its a nice cosy arrangement for classes.

3. 07a11! nothing beats a funky cca like a funkier class.

4. the fact that my bestest frens are there.

5. the fact that my bestest frens still give me huggs that warm me to my toes.

6. the fact that my bestest frens still chill out together after school.

7. my bestest frens.

8. the fact that njc is opposite so i can launch a missile to ivana and declare world war 3 when i'm bored in class.

9. they sell SUSHI. YES. i am hereby saved from must-eat-sushi-or-die attacks during school.

10. $1 hotdogs on tuesdays! yay. cheapskate.

still suffering from SARS - SA Removal Syndrome. no cure for that, but i can still try to move on with it. though i still get slumpy and grumpy when i think of og2.

been in rather high spirits for the past week though, thanks to someone :0) thanks for being so understanding, knowing that i can't go out often, can't chat often, whether on the phone or online. you're sorely missed, just know that okay :0)

dear vic, was great chatting the cows home with you today. miss you toooooooo, huggs and cya soon alrites :D

dear rox, miss you to cookie crumbs. let's go out again ok?? its an order. muahaha.

darnit, wanna go out. i shall blast myself out of my house.

sorry for my weird flow of consciousness (quoted from lit). i'm feeling squirmy at this point of time.

i shall go sleep now.

OG BBQ!

2007-03-15T21:31:00.000+08:00

missing SA. missing OG2. missing fruit basket. missing a05.

to put it short, missing SA.

OG2 bbq yesterday! met deNice and amelia at 4, then went to shop for sausages and honey (!). then we made our way together to yanqi's house. we were the first!

so while waiting three of us hit the playground where denice happily unloaded 10 years off herself and began to jeopardize the functioning of the playground equipment along with her sanity. then the rest came and we all began to set up the stuff.

GRR. spilt honey on my white tennis dress while trying to open the bottle. i was winning so the honey decided to get back at me.

the cooks..

the cuisine..

the customers..

the comrades..
..of the petites (<155)

the cake..

the cutting..

..and the consumption. :0)

thank you gladys and chooyan (AGAIN) for the lovely cake! it was super yummy! thanks for the burfdae dessert :D

after stuffing ourselves silly with cake most of them headed for home. gladys, ben, chooyan and i stayed while i coaxed yanqi to bring home the leftover inedibles. it worked! thanks yanqi :0)

finally went home with gladys and ben. of all times the bus conductor came up and wanted to check all our ezlink cards, and when i took mine out, ben tried to snatch mine away to see my photo (ARGH!).

the sweet lady conductor came and saw our tussle, so after testing my card she decided to examine my P6 self, and she chortled at my pic XP when my card finally ended up with ben he totally laughed.. thanks a lot! gladys laughed too.. i shall remember that.

will continue to miss OG2 till our next meeting.

bittersweet

2007-03-07T20:49:00.000+08:00

okay. my mind is in a roller coaster now. super super happy to be in hwachong and join vanessa, okiku, nicHubby and kim. totally crushed to leave og2 and a05 and all the lovely things that made up my 2 months in SA.

well. have to move on. but that doesn't mean leaving all u guys behind :0) we can all move on together.

today met okiku and meiying at the bus stop and okiku brought us in :0) thanks so much! would be really lost without that.

reported to LT4 and froze there for hours while teacher after teacher blabbed about everything academic in hc. hm, ok not almost, since there's more tmr. sigh.

mass dance saved the day though! we learnt 3 of the 5 hc dances.. the 3 easier ones. okiku said the remaining 2 were more exciting, and we're learning them tmr :D can't wait!

so today's orientation is so dry i can't say much. hopefully tmr's will be funner. got games!

after school i made new friends through nic and kim, and they showed me their facs' dances at the class bench area. they were all really funky, hope to learn my fac dance soon. WAH miss SA's indian dance it was really cute.. the fac dances here are all hiphop oriented. not that i'm complaining, haha.

i seriously want to get into MAD hiphop. i shall get myself back into shape. meanwhile i'll just be missing SA like crazy and trying to go back to visit as and when. all my frens and victoria :D

to nic congrats on being posted back after the appeal! i didn't take your place after all! haha. loves.

beary belated burfdae wishes

2007-03-05T22:04:00.000+08:00

HAPPY BELATED BURFDAES TO MARGARET, BIGBEN AND DENICE!!

had fun with ben, fengyun, denice, joshua, wang and arthur last sat :0) treated the burfdae boy to pepperlunch, true to my royal word.

met at pepperlunch at shawhouse. fengyun denice and i were walking from the underpass up to the restaurant and were standing right in front of the huge menu to choose our food and assure my wallet that everything was going to be okay. then this guy sitting next to the menu called out a somewhat subdued "fengyun!"

wow. we walked right past bigben without knowing that it was him. (it's the cap's fault!)

in the middle of lunch rachel and verine popped by to give him his present - a HUGE bottle of sweets! isn't that sweet?? haha.. sweet.

burfdae bear - i mean boy - and his lovely present from joshua and wang (ps if you can't read the book's title, hugg yourself)

.. joshua, ben, wang
me, verine, rachel, denice and fengyun :D
me & rachhh

fengyun & verine

went kbox after parting with verine and rach, and met arthur there. cos everyone there sang chinese songs like last time, i learnt chinese songs.. whoo! ben imitated feiyuqing super duper well HAHA everyone was laughing their heads off. and we all drained kbox of about 12 bowls of those kacham-puteh peanuts! yay.

had to leave early to lou hei with my family, but thanks you guys for the fun day :D

since somebody doesn't believe my words of wisdom are NOT abbreviations, her royal highness shall hereby impart to all the knowledge of her royal words.

meep - heyy/hello/-i shall fill this awkward silence with a nice sound-

mrawp - when you've used the aforementioned word and you want to flaunt your wide range of vocabulary

tcchh (sound) - chey/watEVER/i don't understand wat you're saying but i'm acting like i do

pfft (sound) - when you huff at someone/ your feathers are ruffled

neh - so there/ i know i'm wrong but i just want to poke you

good luck to all for JAE :0)

geek in the pink

2007-02-21T21:46:00.000+08:00

so ends the annual (monetary) blessings that my relatives shower on me so that i can smile upon my bank account book like it were a joke book.

on tuesday had a great time at rachel's house with fruit basket! there was this huge shared garden in front of her house in which we played (or tried to, in my case) vball. bad idea cos the ball found its way to the rooftop of rachel's neighbour's house, and superman nicholas had to climb onto rachel's roof and walk across 3 roofs (rooves?) to get it. naughty sherman. i mean ball.

we had a garden dinner on a wooden bench under the light of a lampost, and by 7.30+ i was beginning to mistake my potatoes for chicken. and rachel's an UBERRRR cook! we had devil's curry, chap chai (?) and... RICE. all cooked by rachel. dessert was tiramisu, which was heavenly. rachel made it, by the way. she'd better make it again. HAHA

watched some of "little britain", and laughed till my tiramisu almost came up. then went to the playground where i swung the swing! missed those things since my playground got renovated.

nic inevitably played superman AGAIN by flying off the swing. LOL. ok ok not his fault the swing broke. but he was swinging so high he was (we were) counting the number of leaves he could pluck of this tree using his 2 feet. we never managed beyond 3. luckily for him he landed on some bushes. his wrist got swollen though, quite bad :P

scary. one minute the man of steel was swinging alongside me picking leaves. the next he was gone, the swing was broken and there was chaos. gave him an ice pack to reduce the swelling. get well!

today was at vivo. we shopped around for verine's shoelaces and bigben's green cap, which was non-existant. shared a merlion at ben&jerry's while trying to MAKE ben wear the pink shirt. HAHA. fengyun rachel and i created this huge hulabaloo to get him to wear it. in the end i lured him with a treat at pepper(s)lunch, quote quote.

that got it!!!! after 7 long days of my hard work he wore his lovely shirt at this ulu place near boon keng mrt. yes! ben in PINK!!!

i can hereby declare myself the impossible do-er.

vDay :D

2007-02-15T20:19:00.000+08:00

lazy day today. i think from the excitement yesterday everyone kinda tired out and decided to be sane.

yay! i think i was like the happiest single on vday. gave out chocolates and notes to everyone :0) HERSHEYS! but they ran out so i gave vanhouten napolitains.

so happily went to school, gave out presents, and received a lot :D thanks all! COGmate verine gave 2 little fishies in a bottle, i was like 0.o hahas but really liked them they're uber cute. thanks baobei. but i dun have FISH FOOD. shall go buy.

school was fun cos they sold these helium balloons and we could scribble messages on them. there was this song dedication thing, sale of badges, and flowers were flying all over the place. i think like no one was in the mood for studying.

then went out with 1/3 og to marina square! fruit basket left us to go shopping :0( we went bowling.. again!! chooyan brought chocs to share and i ate a lot a lot :P thanks chooyan! i ate one and i got a strike, so i made it a point to take a bite before my turn :D partly why i ate so much of them.

after that went for dinner at food court. bigben kept whispering to yanqi just to suan me. then he realised it worked super well so he began whispering to gladys too. and none of them wanted to tell me wat he said! pfft. as punishment i made yanqi carry my bottle of fish for me for about half an hour cos i din dare put it in my bag. DUH.

made everyone wait for me after dinner cos i wanted to buy my mum a present. then gladys, chooyan, bigben and i took 857 (or 875) home from suntec. my mum was kinda pissed cos it was getting late, so throughout the journey i kept asking:

"are we there yet? are we there yet?? are we there YET?"

bleh. but gladys and bigben were nice to walk me all the way to the bridge, after which they had to u-turn and walk further to go home :0)

the highlight of the day was all of us trying to make him wear the pink shirt. failed, though :P at the bridge he said he would wear it for one second since hardly anyone was around. then i was about to take it out and place my order for his dinner treat when gladys cried out that he was going to grab the shirt and run. CONMAN. i kept it.

to nessa, okiku, nic hubby, kim, rox, vic, cailing, debb, yieyie, min & xinying, HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE'S DAY :0)

pre-valentine's

2007-02-12T13:11:00.000+08:00

yay slacking at home now with nothing to do. yet.

feeling prickly cos its valentine's day the day after tmr! got to get my butt up and about buying presents :D fun thing, really looking forward to it.

will miss valentine's at sc. last year got this huge load of presents i had to lug home from school! hahas and i felt really really bad cos i didn't expect so many, and therefore didn't buy so many. in the end i bought last-minute chocolates to give out late :P

no potluck for jc though. in a gurl's school we could buy items like bracelets and sweet little keychains. in jc imagine if such presents ended up with guys! haven't really got used to having guys in school yet. i rmb on the 2nd day of school our principal was reading out school rules and said that we could come back to school on saturdays in either our skirts or pants and a tee. and so i blurted:

"WHAT? you mean we can wear our pants to school? like bermudas?"

it never occured to me then that she was addressing the guys. so MALUATING! i could feel all the guys within a 2-metre radius from me staring like i was some crackpot.

ok. shall get my sweet tush up and running, gonna get presents now. really looking forward to vday with my OG and CG :D who said singles were lonely on valentine's day??

hummm

2007-02-11T22:18:00.000+08:00

phew. this is gonna be a rather looonngggg post cos bong hasn't been blogging in a while :0)

i'm happy with my O's :D and i'm really really proud of nessa.. 7A1s!!!!! you go gurl! proud of yeng yie too, 9A1s! OMG. and kim, 6 pointer. nic and nic, fellow 7 pointers. really happy for vic, a huge jumper from prelims :0) 9 points!! great day friday.

anw wanna go hwa chong. love SA, but wanna go hwa chong. so i'm making full use of my next 3 weeks there. gonna miss my OG and CG :P real bad.

been enjoying jc like crazy with crazy lessons and a crazy OG. and i found out that i like econs a lot! yay. i'm crazy.

so OG went to sentosa on last last saturday, and we had a BLAST! the whole purpose had been to celebrate all the febbies' burfdaes - chloe, jingfeng, nezz - but we kinda off-tracked cos nezz couldn't come, jingfeng had to leave early and only chloe stayed for cake. AWESOME cake thanks to chooyan, gladys and denice :D

truth or dare/ monkey/ isplashyouyousplashme in the sea

..and twister on rachel's twister mat!

random shots of OG2!!

presenting... NIC the HOTBOD!

..more!
..buried me (cos i'm the easiest to bury!!! haha..ha.)

..i played gooseberry too :0)

LONELYYYY.. XD

hahas been having a wonderful time. last thurs went to a movie at night with rachel, verine, joash, nic and sherman. a HORROR movie. i was lagged in screaming cos i was cowering under rachel's sweater, and then when i heard everyone alse screaming, i looked up, saw a white-faced-red-eyed creature and THEN i screamed 5 seconds behind everyone else.

wow. and nic played macho by stripping to his tank top and lending me his sweater when rach wanted hers back :D and he swore to the roots of his goosepimples that he was NOT freezing. yeah right, nic, but thanks :0)

after that we went to a nearby playground (!!) to play like big kids deprived of childhood. there was this thing that we could sit and and go rounnnddd and rounnndddd, and we rode it till we were high and dizzy! hahas.

dear macho nic climbed to the roof of the playground and declared himself superman, and RIGHT at that moment sherman screamed like a banshee for help cos the roundabout was too fast for him, so nic shouted; "I'M COMING TO THE RESCUE!!!!" and a second later he landed BAM splat on the ground. LOL niiccceeeee.

there's nic right up there with his white sweater and invisible underpants.

hahas. oh by the way i made this big bet with bigben... i'm gonna make him wear pink by the end of 2 weeks!!!! YES. he is gonna buy me dinner if he loses and i'm gonna buy him drinks if he can withstand my onslaught. WATCH OUT BEN! tough guys wear pink, believe it or not. if you wanna be a tough guy meet me now to get your shirt. NOW.

pics :0)

2007-01-26T21:08:00.000+08:00

the super-cool-fiery-hot-finger-lickin'-heart-stoppin'-mind-poppin'-butt-smackin'-hair-sizzlin'-tongue-twistin'-sock-rockin' OG2!!!!!!

pirouttes and pumps

2007-01-22T20:37:00.000+08:00

CONGRATS to okiku for getting into MAD hiphop! i'm really proud of you gurl, the routine was a killer and you made it through! :0)

to my dear twins, no worries there's always second intake okay. i know you both are fantastic dancers, so jus don't give up. you guys are one of the main dancers behind guidey performances rmb, and you know SCguides owes opening items and national days to you :D i'm proud of you too.

hahas how i wish SA had hiphop. signed up for dance and cheerleading. and on weds i happily bounded into dance auditions thinking it was hiphop.

hmm. it was really fun actually, even though it was what i would have called ballet of sorts. i don't have an ounce of ballet in me, and i can't piroutte to save my life. nevertheless, when i made some friends there i realised that MANY didnt even have ballet background, and were hiphop junkies like me.

we were split into 4 groups to be taught the syf routine by seniors. the moment it started, i knew i was in for pointe shoes and leotards, not my usual tanktops and baggy cargos. i had a tough time, but then we all had fun cos few in my group were ballerinas! (3 or 4, i think, out of 15).

so yes we all had a good time doing -- trying to do -- double pirouttes and triple turns and -- what-they-call-thems -- alliavates. aleviates. erm something to the effect of "elevate" where we had to tiptoe.

okay so obviously FLUNKED the ballet-jazz part. then they declared with gusto that we were going to do HIPHOP! i was practically bubbling away hoping i could save whatever scraps of my pride and reputation that my "pirouttes" couldn't offer. and then, the routine started, and i almost fainted.

sigh. well i'm exposed to a different type of hiphop where there are pirouttes and turns and pointes. the disappointment on some other faces were obvious too, hahas. in the end i flunked that too! i flunked hiphop!

hee. had great fun anyway, and made new friends. i guess i could stick to cheerleading only, and hopefully i can get in hc after 3 months and join MAD hiphop. its cool :D but its hard cos it seems like hardcore street and hiphop, pumps, pops and all.

just as well. i can handle pumps i hope. better than a piroutte definitely. after weds i had 4 huge blisters -- one was bleeding -- and i wore a double layer of socks to school the next day cos the soles of my feet were raw. i did, i think, a grand total of 50 pirouttes and turns in all. without socks.

but heyy, FUN was the word :0) i wasn't too disappointed in not being selected for syf, it's jus not my cup of tea. i realised watching ballerinas was better for me, since i like ballet movements. for now, i shall stick to my tanktops and baggy pants.

FUNNN

2007-01-13T23:37:00.000+08:00

okay bong is really really sorry for not blogging since stuffing herself silly with log cakes and barbequed chicken wings. i am repenting so here i am.

(for my new frens please take note that bong is my nickname and NOT a brand of some toe cream.)

anyway SAJC is totally the funnest thing that could happen to me this year. (as of 3rd jan of course). kidding ok SA orientation was a blast! OG2 is too the bestest OG. till now we are still sticking together while others are dispersing and dissolving into their classes.

as quoted from OGL yijie: OG2, no ordinary OG.

cool OG. we went out for dinner on 2nd day of school, a thurs. friday we went for supper after a disco night with a live band at school. saturday went out for movie. then following mon we went vivo and played dare-or-dare smack in the middle of an intrigued crowd who must have thought us a little dislodged in the head. duh, we are.

the dares were WICKED. krist had to sing-and-declare herself a bimbo and prance around holding a pink fluffball kindly sponsored by fiona. (if you think thats no big, wait till you meet krist.) fiona and dickson had to act out a break-up scene. two guys (cant rmb, sorry!) had to act gay and ask a passerby to take a lovey-dovey pic of them.

me? i had to curtsy, declare myself the dancing queen and do a chunk of our mass dance with joash. the dancing was alright (thanks joash :0)) but the prob was after my vehement outburst that i could piroutte better than margot fonteyn, EVERYONE in the vicinity of 50 metres turned to look at this supposedly tutu-clad ego-inflated girl who can barely pointe.

excellent. this should end my dream dance career.

so. yes. monday. then the rest of the week we ate together, sat together in lectures and hung out. the only times OG2 wasnt one was when we had to split into different classes for class time. on friday some of us went bowling.

need i say more? i shall. our most consistent player was gladys, who by the way is 182cm tall and reduces me to a pinprick when i stand next to her. anw, whether due to her height or not, her score for her first roll was 6. then 6. then 6. then 7,7,7,7,7,7. her lovely end score was i think 12 or 13 cos she bowled down a few pins on her very last roll. so when the ball inched towards the gladys-proof pins without the promise of shying into the gutter rachel blatantly exclaimed, "OMG! look! she's finally gonna hit SOMETHING!!"

hahas. anyway nice try gladys. first timers always love the gutters :0)

others had their own ways of showing gutter-hate. benedict, for one, tossed his bowling ball onto the lane with his devil-may-care attitude probably hoping that the earthquake would fell some pins for him. his bowling ball didnt even need to bother having those 3 finger holes - he just grabs it with the palm of his hand and flings it at the innocent pins. nice one, ben.

yay more fun tmr. having shermin's burfdae lunch at swensen's! to shermin a happy belated burfdae :0)

okiku, vic, nic, kim: i joined dance and cheerleading! hope you guys joined dance too :0) does IB have dance..?

nessa: heyy miss you! miss having you around after spending 8 years in the same school and class as you. see you soon bestie :D

rox: cheer up kay! everything will be alright just do your best :0)

hope all you guys are having a great time. cos i'm having a blast here at SA. dun worry my sanity has not improved - thanks to my dear fren rachel - so bong is still here. we're a hilarious, goofy, nutty, lunatic pair. hope to see all of you soon and go off our rockers as always :D

huggs

christmas eve (and turkey night)

2006-12-24T14:55:00.000+08:00

YAY.

its a lovely (grey) christmas eve so i'm sitting here in my chair bubbling away cos i'm up for a great party later :D

i'm sorry guys couldn't make it on thurs :0( i'm sure you guys had a real fantastic time though. i almost laughed when i saw the sms kim (or nic, can't tell) sent me: "we're gonna watch the midnight sun on thursday morning." HAHA!

ok. sorry. not funny.

on thurs i was shopping from 2pm down to a foot-blistering-stomach-emptying 8.30pm. but i had fun! bought lotsa things cos my aunt is really nice. :0) thanks aunt. then had a late dinner and reached home near 10. all the people on the bus were staring cos my sis and i, two pipsqueaks of gurls, were lugging huge shopping bags of shoes and clothes and bags home at a time we were supposed to be tucked at home with our daddies and mummies.

ok shopping was a form of exercise i guess. but still gotta get more cos i've got this bbq streak coming up: 4 nights of bbq in a row! and another later one on new year's eve. i wont fit through the school gates if i don't get my big fat tush up and running.

hope you all have a great christmas! i learnt my lesson NOT to send hugg-and-kiss-and-loveya smses at 12 midnight - i would advise anyone against that. chances are the electric air around here will be fuller with smses than my stomach with christmas goodies. and, trust me, that's saying something.

big fish, little fish, diet pills

2006-12-06T19:47:00.000+08:00

its the time of the year again! the time of silver bells, snowmen and santa. of roast beef, apple pies, lamb joints, ice-cream log cakes.

followed by, of course, the inevitable tipping of scales, whining, endeavours with mirrors, appointments with slimming pills, more whining, and finally the hurling of abuse at your equally frustrated counterpart glaring at you from the mirror.

yes. its the busiest time of the year.

there are many ways to keep one busy. dieting pills, shunning carbs, hitting the gym, slimming centres, jogging, swimming.. the completely endless, bottomless hot pursuit of a posh-spice-and-the-like hot bod. in the end more is spent on such things than all your presents' worth, and some still cant look at victoria beckham in the mirror.

SO WHAT.

as sumiko tan once said, many men would happily trade 5 posh spices for a jennifer lopez, anytime. theres nothing nice about being stick-thin, unless you want to fly. its no big secret that photoshop pounces on any model that needs a little touchup around the tummy, yet we still fiercely swear through cellulite-tainted glasses that we should all gloriously deflate ourselves in the name of "fashion" even if hell freezes over.

in this narrow-mindedness that is contagious, no-one really cares if guys prefer something to hugg.

whats with this competition? its really cliche that inner beauty counts, but its just the plain simple truth that nobody pays attention to. the sin of desparately trying to eradicate all adipose tissue in our body has touched almost everyone, almost anywhere.

lets just stop and think. how many big people have you met? many. surely there are who command your respect, whom you admire, who are your role models, who love you, whom you love.

the logic here is simple: it doesnt matter. why should it? how would we know if we were missing something special, a special friendship or such, if we keep our minds so narrow? we could miss a special friend, a significant someone, due to such utter foolishness that we ourselves created for the sake of something that in the end we cannot even name.

silly, silly, silly. yet, somehow, we press on. we insist that thin is better. we revere matchsticks on the runway. we try to look like skin-and-bones. we fail to realise when most spokesmen were already trim before those pills, and that if the pills should truly be effective, the spokesmen would now barely be visible to the human eye.

open your eyes. (no, not to catch a better glimpse of the spokesperson.) we would all miss so much if we depended on our cellulite-tainted glasses to pass verdicts for us. for one, we would miss the freedom of eating in peace. we could pass the festive season happily. obviously, to a point when reason should take over to tell us when we should exercise or refuse that slice of cake. then we could all happily hit the gym together, or go for that jog that always appears on our schedules but never in our lives.

and, most importantly, make our counterparts in the mirror oh-so-happy.

i feel that the truly ugly people are, ironically, those who judge by appearance. they belittle those who could jolly well outshine them in many ways other than a perfect nose. these may be the very people that could make a difference to their lives.

eventually, they will be unhappy thinking that they are surrounded by imperfections and thus, have no friends. they will be lonely, no matter what their mirrors boast. they would possibly miss out on other beautiful things that their shallow eyes cannot seek out.

the outsides of some are eye candy. the insides of the others could bring a sweet start to a new friendship. its just a bonus to be beautiful on the outside as well as in. it should not be something we count on to attract others, since, as we all know, true colours will surface after a while.

its alright to want to look good, and try to look good within reason. but we must know looking good is not everything - feeling good is more important. think about the big people you thought of earlier. what draws you to them? what of them deserves your admiration? aim for that special something that you found hidden. it could be that very thing people would love to see in you to respect you. :0)

oh the lovely log cakes and chocolates! i shall start on santa's letter soon. i shall put it on the dining table so that my mum can see it. i mean santa.

merry christmas to all :D

swirling in thoughts

2006-11-25T22:46:00.000+08:00

okay. okay? okay.

i feel like a rock thats been rolling and rolling and gaining momentum and heating up down and down and down a long slope for goodness-knows-how-long and then in a split second the slope gives way to a cliff. and then its just there. suspended.

so. after mugging like crazy for weeks on end now we are all suddenly free. and just left hanging there. just like adjusting into muggerism, we now have to adjust into freedom.

like how weird is that?!

well, anyway, we shouldnt complain right. its the better half.

its really been great here at SC. all the famili-ness, the warmth, its really one of a kind. and of course, all the friendship. i can't imagine i almost didnt want to go to SC when i was posted to another school. i can't bear to think what i would have missed.

but anw, that's not what i want to talk about now.

its been massively shocking, for every SC gurl, i presume, to find out about the meepok uncle's passing on. first the mind goes blank, then the disbelief, then the indignant demand to know if the news was even reliable. after the confirmation sinks in, one usually thought of just the other day when the uncle was plopping meepok into the bowl, adding the charsiew and fishballs, and dunking the lot into boiling soup.

so, just like that, he was gone.

the meepok uncle, as we have fondly acknowledged to sell delicious meepok every SC gurl has to try, has left ur SC life. the uncle who has served SC for 60 years, some say. the uncle whose culinary skills drew snaking queues from the lucky ones who were dismissed 5 minutes early to recess. the uncle who rarely smiled, much less laughed, but whom you know you will miss for one reason or another.

it has come to a point we probably realise that we have been taking the uncle for granted all these years. who could ever even think that uncle would leave? its somehow been etched into our SC minds that uncle will always be there, surely. be at stall 1 preparing bowl after bowl of meepok, and then some.

it has never even once flashed across our heads that it is impossible for anyone to be around forever. no one thought of such things. in this way we are all procastinaters. we always think that things always happen later. not now, just later. no excuses, no specific reasons. when we all know its because we simply dont want to face them now. why now, of all times, when there's always later?

so when uncle took a step early away from us, we are left paralysed. why? cos we didnt even expect it. we all thought he would always be there faithfully serving us meepok. we thought we could always have a bowl anytime we wanted, as long as we could afford the $1 and the queue.

i guess things always happen this way. it is only when something happens, then the should-haves pour in. i should have agreed to that cup of coffee that thursday. i should have called her last week. i should have said hello that time at the mall. i should have told him this. i should have done that.

its all the same. its around this time i realise i should have smiled at him when i bought meepok that day. or that really i didnt need the $1 change he forgot to give. or somebody realises that she should have cleared her own mess after eating so that the uncle didnt have to waddle around the canteen picking up empty bowls to wash.

it boils down to the same thing: that simply, we have to treasure all that we have now. its a simple, no-fuss resolution thats difficult to follow. that people tend to forget so easily; its so cliche. that people find even silly to acknowledge until they lose something, or someone. we are all desparately clinging on to the naive what-could-happen attitude hoping like children that life would be a fairy tale.

one is treasured usually not for what he has given, but for what he can no longer give.

the simple reason why artists cannot reap the most of their rewards.

to the meepok uncle: thank you for serving the best meepok anywhere in any school. you will be fervently missed. thank you for being a huge part of SCGS.

solid gone

2006-11-10T21:22:00.000+08:00

ss. gone. bio. gone. geog. gone. emaths. gone. gone. GONE.

mannn. that words looks funny after reading it so many times.

anw we are all kinda having an early celebration already. especially after the bio-geog day. that's a killer combi. the 2 heaviest subs. how in the WORLD did those 2 end up on the same day?? isn't the probability like 1 in 10 000? sheesh.

but anw, its over. we're free of pappi and malpighi and glomeruli. free of alleles and genes and gametes and other stuff that look all the same to me.

but apparently, still not free of senility.

me: ok, so its mac's rite? u call or i call?
rox: u call la. last time i called alr.
me: ok la. (dials)
macs: (ringing) -phhttpp- (woman's voice)
me: hello? hello? um i would like to make..
all: -STARE-
rox: bong -
me: ..a delivery order to scgs..
rox: BONG you ninny stop talking that's the OPERATOR
me: ..and - huh? (listens) OHmygoodness
all: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
rox: its okay come la i do i do

sigh.

seven more to freeeeeeeeedom.

bong's boisterous bubblicious biology blabber

2006-11-02T20:55:00.000+08:00

now we all know that exams have gotten into our heads and begun chewing with extreme gusto so that most of us are left to be, well, senile. so here's something to keep us (in)sane and well and alive and kicking for our exams.

ps. whether you take it as a remedy for or as a result of an overly-stressed run-away mind, it is entirely up to you. now check this out while i go look for my brain. i mean my book.

word-of-the-year: pappus (persistant calyx to help the tridex in its dispersal of wind)

most-maligned-word-of-the-year: deamination (not deANimation)

pun-of-the-year: aqueous/vitreous humour (why they say your eyes can laugh)

oxymoron-of-the-year: external intercostal muscles (to help adjust thoracic cavity for breathing)

tongue-twister-of-the-year: drosophila melanogaster

name-of-the-year: Malpighi (founder of the malpighian corpuscle, malpighian layer and many other structures)

compound-word-of-the-year: ganglion (to attack your brain remembering words thus)

and finally, the quote-of-the-year: " It is raining instructions out there; it's raining programs; it's raining tree-growing, fluff-spreading, algorithms." (richard dawkins)

funny is when you think it is. remember not to let such funnies slip by while mugging so hard - chill a little! let out a chuckle or two; you'll find mugging may not be such a dreary experience. :0)

fluff-spreading superseeds flying around? oh please.

to my friend

2006-10-30T21:46:00.000+08:00

ok, i shouldn't be here (DUH) but just wanna post something up here. i want to thank a friend who has always been there for me, who has always made me smile and cheered me up. i just wanna say that i am very proud of you. not just of your talents, of your abilities, your achievements, but simply, of you.

i hope you will understand that, and that no matter what you do, what you can do, or what you will do, i'll always be here for you too. you'll always be my friend, cos you're beautiful.

from me, to you :0)

when the morning comes
and you get out of bed
and you look at yourself in the mirror
and then you think, if i could
change myself through
wouldn't my life be so much better?

but have you thought that we
love you for who you are and
not who you will never be?

you say you love me
and i know that's true
and you know that i'd say
i love you too
but for once -
just this once -
i'd like to tell you to keep it
and save some love
for you

there's only so much love to go around. leaving none for yourself would limit its capacity and beauty. but if you can turn around and save some for yourself, you find that your love can be endless. that's the beauty of love.

lantern day

2006-10-07T12:51:00.000+08:00

due to the exceptional sensitivity of my pharynx and cilia in my trachea (no prizes for guessing what i'm revising) moi has fallen sick with a sore throat and a fever, thanks to the lovely haze that's swallowing up our buildings and everybody's healths.

thank you.

just really angry at the irresponsible beings that simply lit a match (ok maybe more) and caused regional problems like affected healths up to delayed or cancelled plane flights. just imagine.

40 people were arrested. the lives of 4 million are affected. and that's only local.

sigh. but the haze didnt stop my family from celebrating lantern day. (that's what i call it. dun interrupt.) and i dont mean direct family. i mean the whole family of popo and gongong and gang. and the kids.

and thats where i come in.

see, the ages go sth like this: 16 (moi), 13, 10, 5, 4, 3, 2, 0. so this day dajie plays nanny doubtfire who runs after the lil ones so they wont get burnt, bruised or bitten while playing with lanterns and sparklers or, more applicably, fighting over them. and makes sure the not-so-lil ones dun raze the playground down to bits of see-saw.

and this year nanny is promoted cos there's a new member to the PS - pandemonium squad - but he's too small and way too cute to do much damage. except to chew on nanny's shirt sleeve.

so we all gathered downstairs to soak up the moonlight and the haze. hahas it was quite fun actually. i din get a lantern cos there were too many kids, and then suddenly i got 4 lanterns cos the kids decided sparklers were more their type and ditched hello kitty, powerpuff gurls and chicken-goodness-knows-wat to poor nanny who din have a lantern.

so i walked around pretty much like a lantern myself :D

after that we all trooped up and got every lil face and hand scrubbed and washed up so they could dirty them again while eating mooncakes and pomelo.

i like that part best! hahas except this year there wasn't tang yuan, glutinous rice balls. i helped my popo make them every year, starting from the flour, and hers were special cos they dun have the usual sesame-peanut filling. instead, she wraps brown sugar bits in small balls of flour and cooks them in sweet soup so they melt in your mouth after you bite into them. :p

and after one night of being a lantern, i was naturally dead beat and fell asleep, if possible even before some of the kids.

actually babystting is kinda fun. (roxanne i'm serious go try it.) taking care of adorable kids is really kinda like an escape from homework and stuff. :D its just that once in a while you need to get new shirts cos babies can chew like beavers. no kid-ding.

happy lantern day! :0)

idol fever recovered

2006-09-27T21:12:00.000+08:00

mrawp so sad SI is finally over :p

well i have supported jon right from the start when i heard his rendition of 'save the last dance for me'. kinda sad, he din win. i felt he should.

well to begin with this guy's got lotsa charisma.. that's his winning point in the competition. some may not feel he looks fantastic (actually in my opinion he's cute) but he's got that kind of personality that draws you to him :0)

also i feel that he has all the essence of a singaporean. he's a walking singaporean identity. send him out to other countries, tell the people he is singapore idol, they'll take to him immediately. the looks, the charm, the character, it all swirls up to one great sensation that can represent many aspects of singapore.

not to mention his amazing stage presence. he practically catches and holds your attention even if it were drifting around your head. i think he's a natural onstage. the stage belongs to him when he sings. not stiff, or awkward. (another stagey guy would be paul :p)

and, of course, that unique voice. with all these in one dose, there's your ideal singapore idol.

ah well, what's the use? hady's won. but yes he has a really good voice and he's cute in his way :0) i just hope he will not disappear into other markets and lose the singapore identity that he's crowned for. he can go really far with that voice. it may not be as unique as jon's, but it definitely has quality.

i hope jon goes far too :0) i'll support him all the way! and hady do us proud. just open your mouth and there you go :D

crammin and jammin

2006-09-20T21:15:00.000+08:00

yay!

okay so that's all for prelims. i'm currently abandoning my books and notes and stuff (which, i assure you, take up about three-quarts of my lil room) for a nice lounge in front of the com or the tv. MUAHAHA.

oh gosh all of us (nic, vic and so) are itching to grab some grooves. hahas its really been ages since we all danced together. jus break down someone's front door, stuff ourselves into her room, blast the radio and jam. it could never be funner :D

(i would like to take this opportunity to say that my house is miniscule and that my room is fully booked. no pun intended. refer to para2 above.)

and for good reason. come on, everyone admits that sitting down and mugging day and night is accumulating around the waist and tummy. right. RIGHT? (please tell me i'm not alone in freaking the scale and myself)

this stinks. mabbe there's a betta way out. like mabbe as i sit mugging i should wrap some fat zapper cellulite poof-gone machine around my waist and plug it in.

sounds good? then i can study and munch on hersheys at the same time. see? study, exercise, relieve stress. imma genius. (hahas who am i kidding wait till my prelims results crawl back to me)

okay so went out today. its amazing how time passes so slowly when we skip a movie. and we BOND! we hit the arcade, which was empty when we went there, and hit the dance platform and car races. i won first for a game! (kindly dun ask how many games i played. that's not the point)

oh and i could manage a platform myself now. yayy. i used to need to ask someone to handle 2 arrows while i took the others. now i can do all four. nothing compared to nict though. in a short time she could do all four, handle "trick" and cough up a B. cool rite? :D

while vic and i jus jumped all over like bunnies and coughed up Cs. at least we could handle a platform each. :p

tatas for now. gonna finish up someone's present :0) enjoy post-prelims!

this is stupid

2006-09-06T13:45:00.000+08:00

after all the fuss and horror and limping and hopping and yeowching and sulking and missing school and missing dance of the Bong's sprained left ankle, bong is proud to announce that she has officially sprained her RIGHT ankle.

-awaits explosion-

but but BUT its not as serious. hahas actually i think it is a pulled muscle. i went over to my aunt's house and was walking my cousin's dog. and i swear the dog is huge and so when she suddenly jerked forward i totally tripped and missed a step.

and voila.

hee i really wanted to scream but then i realised it wasn't as bad as the left one. and so by tuesday bong could walk around. limp around. :0) and the swell reduced.

and i thought i could return camille's ankle guard soon enough. :P

hahas i shall ask my mum to get me an ankle guard. who knows i need it again in future. just to be safe.

i'm sorry to all my friends with whom i was supposed to go back to school and MUG. hahas mabbe i can go back by thurs or fri. yupps sorry vanessa. i'll call you guys as soon as i can. :0)

jealousy

2006-08-30T22:28:00.000+08:00

well i guess its kinda natural to feel jealous sometimes. like she gets betta marks, she is prettier, she can draw betta, she got sth and you didn't (like a lollipop), and many other silly or serious things. and you feel all squirmy and funny inside cos you don't like it. nobody does.

but does it have to show? could the person help it? she can't fail her tests on purpose. she can't give up drawing. and sometimes she can't help that she's got something you don't. but still the squirm takes over and you get angry.

over what?

and so your emotions take over and before you know it, you're jumping at her bones, faulting her every move, snapping at her, and blah. you're trying to put her down. to make yourself feel betta.

well then, is it working?

putting others down doesn't mean you're improving. in fact, you're detioriating. and so you make her unhappy but on the other hand you're not getting A1s or lollipops either. so what's the point?

she may have things you don't, but surely everyone has their ups and downs. everyone has their own special talents and personalities that make us all unique. no one has everything. no one can.

i think the best is still to reflect on what she has and you don't. and then try to improve yourself. you can't live your life trying to bring others down. you gotta give yourself some spunk and work upwards. and then you can feel betta and be proud of it.

and best of all, the squirm goes away. :0)

-hum-

2006-08-25T15:10:00.000+08:00

yay had english papers today that went quite well. the single-word essay question was "rest", and when i read it i wanted to scream aloud in joy. hahas. i could feel vanessa a few seats behind me almost waiting to jump about in a victory dance right in the middle of the hall.

you go gurl. i'll join you. :D

well as expected nessa wrote about suicide and i wrote about death. not that we are angsty or anth, but really it gives higher marks! esp nessa whose compos are always read out in class. like 26/30. her bringing out of emotions is amazing. when its sad, you wanna cry. when its touching, you wanna laugh and cry :0)

things are looking up for me, and i'm feeling betta. thanks to my frens who have helped me. and thanks okiku for praying for me. i know i've been whiny and complainy recently, so thanks for everything. and so bong can concentrate on studying. yays.

hahas feeling happy cos its a nice long friday aft alone at home. so peaceful. (STUDY STUDY). got ss on mon. oh gosh i hope i can make it through SBQ. please let this one SBQ like me. and let the one at Os love me.

btw nicC hope you get into your dream cca! hahas i'm confident you can make it. :0) but be very careful ok there's no bong to take care of you now. :D i'll prob join like cheerleading or sth along those lines. i hope okiku and vic will too.

and to those who asked my tunes are under "angel" and its a link. i'll change it every now and then. :0)

filial?

2006-08-20T17:10:00.000+08:00

i have heard of siblings hogging the com and then there are these squabbles here and there. but have you ever heard otherwise?

i have. and felt as well.

and the worst part is, i can't do anth about it. i can't snap at anyone. i can't throw things. i don't. i can't cry (not in front of you). God, i can't even show it on my face.

you take up the table and i can't study. you pile the food on your plate at dinnertime and eat in my room. i can't relax in my room when you're there. you use the com till wee hours of morn, with the light on, and with an eyebags-laden girl trying to fall asleep in your presence, under the light, above the noise of the mouse and keyboard.

so i get more eyebags.

and of course i can't use it. i can't talk to my friends. i can't check my mail. i can't go surfing. when i ask you for some time, you give me 5 minutes. or 10 at most. when i use it, you come back every 3 minutes to check and ask if i'm done. then, after 10 minutes you come in and stand behind me while i try to bid my friends goodbye up til i leave the com table.

and that leaves me fuming. i used to have at least fridays to talk to my friends. now i only have 2 to 3 exchanges with them before leaving. i can't call them on the phone and talk, your other half will then start to scream after 15 mins of phone time. i am as defenceless against both of you as a newborn lamb is against a tiger.

and you know it.

when you want something done, it has to be done. you ask me to get off the com, i have to. no faces, no expressing my anger. and definitely no talking back. no no. i might as well poke a tiger in his eye.

the best part? when i (used to) use the com for 45 mins, you would growl at me. or your other half would. for 1 hour, you'd start barking. now, you use it from dawn to dusk (and beyond), whenever you are at home. you don't watch television or eat with us anymore. not even when stephen chow does his ancient flying fairy kungfu on tv.

i have never talked back in my 16 years. because i owe you both respect. i only sometimes let my anger or upset show on my face. i cry only to myself, or draw, or write poetry, or dance. but then when i do, i get scolded. why am i crying and behaving like a baby, like a spoilt, self-pitiful teenager? why am i art-sing around and not studying?

i'm tired. but still, i can't talk back. i can't let my unhappiness show. i can't cry. i can't turn to arts. so it all goes inside. because i have my duty as a daughter. to study hard, to show you respect, to live up to your wishes. although with all this goes my dancing, singing, drawing, writing.

and just as i'm typing this post, you show up and tell me its your turn. ok. i'm leaving. now.

ONE MORE MINUTE. sorry to all my friends with whom the convos had to last only 2 exchanges or less.

ok, sorry you. i'm going off now.

laughing day

2006-08-18T22:32:00.000+08:00

hahas today was laughing day! i dunno why its just that i laughed a lot today. until i had a tummyache. :0) blame it on PE!

we had like our own time to play whateva sports we wanted so a group of us chose soccer (i mean, to chase a ball for the love of it). hahas i was having a great time running after the ball and it was hilarious cos you see this poor ball flying in all the directions of a compass and a group of girls tearing right behind it.

see, rule of this girls' game was to get to the ball for all your worth. it really din matter where it went. :D really. there was a period of about 1 minute when our dear xinying was chasing the ball along the ENTIRE perimeter of the field behind the 2 goalposts. and about 6 girls running after her.

so anw there was this point of time nicC, vanessa, xinying and me were guarding the goalpost. we were kinda squabbling as the ball somehow keeps getting past me and nic was insisting i was to small to be a goalkeeper (HEAR HEAR). and then, in the middle of it all the blessed ball just flew right past the 4 of us and we were like, O.O

can you imagine?! 4 perfectly healthy and alive and kicking girls cannot block a goalpost about 1.5m wide. i could hear nic screaming internally (she never screams with her mouth). well anw after that i wisened up and developed a technique. i SCREAMED whenever i saw (or felt) the ball within 2m range. and everyone would drop wateva they were doing, like massaging their shins or blah, to crowd around the goalpost with me. it was a form of warning. i'm serious.

hahas. i was laughing along with everybody else throughout PE. it was one of the best we ever had. and hubby (i mean, nicC), thanks for helping me improve my soccer (if i ever had any sense of it).

tatas

BOO

2006-08-15T16:12:00.000+08:00

heyy,

i've decided to give myself a blog and i have absolutely no idea what to say. :0) hahas shall go study now its about time i start to focus on books instead of blogs.

huggs