chi ba boom

Great Singapore Sale has rolled down its curtains and have its motive achieved.
I'm pretty broke, officially.
Jess suggested going for the YEP programme in Sept to Xiamen. Hmm i am pretty tempted to like be a saint there and repair their water system. But money has always been an issue. UGH.we'll see how things goes i guess.


Mingxiu attempts to relive his childhood..


Wang Yu swings his ways up up and away..!


This is just to prove that my huge J-Lo worthy ass can squeeze into this kiddo ride.


Yao wants to prove to the world that if he can squeeze in..SO CAN YOU!

My classmates say the darnest things about each others.
We discussed about our weddings and how each of us will hold it over prata.
We nearly caused an upheaval in Mr. Prata with our hysterical laughter and maniac clappings.
No, i'm not exaggerating.
Hang out with us loose-wired CHSers and you'll know what Chinese Studies did to us.

As for my wedding, they suggested that all the invited guests need to chew their straws like how i do before they are allowed entry.
I should be in the Guinness Book of Records for my ability to chew straws.
Pretty proud of it though it scares potential Prince Charmings off.
And i get fined $2 by the cell each time they catch me with a flattend straw in my mouth.

And it won't be a white wedding.
Splashes of Red, Yellow, Orange and Brown.
I'll be wearing jeans or a denim gown because i really love jeans.
WHEE.
how exciting.
Yao said he might not be going, too scary.
Well, i'm not going his either..... i cant wear underwear to his wedding leh!
(haha, inside joke. he does not has the habit of wearing his Calvin Kleins. our whole class has been mooned by him thousand and one time.)

Frankly speaking, I'm really normal.
I look forward to a normal garden/beach wedding reception.
But as to whether will i ever get the chance to walk down the red carpet is another thing.
I never dare to dream about being called, "Mrs Annabel"
It's too surreal.

anyways...

DEY!
HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY MR. JAMES GOH!
HOPE YOU WILL PASS UR EXAMS AND MAY HAPPINESS BE WITH YOU =)
BLESSINGS TO FLOW ABUNDANTLY!
WHEE!

tough days

2 weeks flew by and i only managed to check of one item off my "to-do" list - cleaning my table and closet.
but not saying that the 2 weeks was spent in vain. 1 week was donated to the Ngee Ann Pri Sch event. the 2nd week was an rollercoaster cox i slept till the rooster stop cuckodoodling and the i have 3-in-1 meals altogether.

i know, i'm such a swine. -guffaws-

Zouk-ed on Wednesday.
I love Mambo Jambo not because it is free entry but i get entertained by all the retro songs and all the hand signals/dancing that those pros do.
super entertaining!
But they really should rename Ladies Night to Army Boys Night.
True, there are guys who willingly pay the cover charge of 20 and get step on their toes by stilettos.
They are trained by the army to withstand torture, anyways.
oh, and Zouk is like a mini NTSS gathering la.
it was packed like mad from Phuture to Zouk and some guy and i spoke with each other for a few moments. after which i realised, i have NO IDEA who is he.
bad lighting. i cant even make out faces.
give me retro or give me death! -grins-

Ngee Ann Kongsi treated the NAPS camp people lunch on Sat at a Teochew restaurant along Amoy Street.
it was a 8 course lunch and i felt like i was at some wedding reception of sorts.
just that there is no bride and groom and the person paying the tab is a charming uncle who happens to be the chairman of Ngee Ann Kongsi.
did i mention, Ngee Ann City belongs to them too?

So, in a few hours school reopens and i have to face my academic demons once again.
you can run but you can never hide.
and it is ironic how less observant the people closer to you are.

Whatever that is

I think I have lost my midas touch in doing stuff.
I sit facing the computer screen and my fingers no longer fly across the keyboard.
I pick up my pen and try to sieve out my thoughts but the paper remains a virginal white.
I attempt to start on my assignments but efforts have come to a nought.

All I really wanna do, is simply live in my fantasy and escape from the colourful world.

Still, I managed to drag myself and face the world.
- 14/6 danny yeo's presentation. Thank God I managed to clinched a B+ for my last minute preparation. Coffeebean proved to be useful
- 11-13/6 Ngee Ann Primary Chinese Cultural Camp. I was a teacher for the past few days and i'm messing with the thought of hearing young pucks calling me "Lin Laoshi".
- 15/6 K-boxed with jess.yao.jinli. I think they should make k-box like one of the criteria of entering CHS.
- 15/6 meeting up to celebrate kok's 19th. Our topic always revolve around the same few people but it never fails to crack me up. to eddie: you are my cutest di and u deserve a human, not a porcupine.
- 16/6 dinner-ed round 2 with chris ahpa, james, shawn didi, terence, bob, guomin and kelvin. i was the rose among the thorns, technically. but obviously, they never ever treated me like a proper lady. other than chris ahpa. ha
- 17/6 Fathers' Day. It holds little meaning to me anyways. But thank God for Chris, not sure how long i can continue being the unofficial cardmaker of the cell, but i enjoyed my stint. -guffaws-

Ps Eugene said something today, "When God closes the door, He often opens a window."
True, but the problem is,
I can't seem to pin point the exact location of the window.

Jump jump jump

And so my dearest lappie has revived itself with the divine help from Shuang's IT whiz friend.
It's like starting everything anew, on a clean slate.
I think this only happens to computers, never to humans.
Went down to Acer today to have my adaptor repaired and man, i'm making sure my battery's gonna be good to use.
Replacement of battery: SGD 190.
right.

Saturday: 02 June
other than being Shuang's coming-of-age 18 birthday, it was Mayday's concert.
And man, good is not even close to describing the electricfying vibes during the 3hours long high-powered concert. I teared when Ashin sang "Gong Lang" and the whole band stopped playing, and all that you can hear at the entire Max Pavillion is simply the 7500 strong crowd singing in unison.

我有我的路 有我的梦
梦中那个世界 甘讲伊是一场空
我走过的路 只有希望
希望你讲过的话 放在心肝内 总有一天

心上一字敢 面对我的梦 甘愿来做愚人

i guess the producer of the entire concert did a fantastic job. The way they arranged the songs and all. The meanings behind every penned down lyrics. i believe, my heartstrings was not the only that was being tugged at. I love Mayday.

and, Alicia and I promised to watch EVERY Mayday concert together forever, irregard of our marital status and the climbing age. -crossed fingers-

As usual, CHS is killing us all. Video filming, marketing, global issues, conlan, interpretation.
The usual suspects are feeling the heat and tolerating all the high-strung emotions.
But i guess that is part and parcel of life, how we ride through the storms together and geting to know one another better. i guess i need patience and stop thinking like an oaf.

too busy to ponder
too scared to feel
too fat to think
my brain is clogged with fats

brain exchange, anyone?