twenty-eighth

I am not one who is obsessed with horoscopes. As much as I pride myself as being a Piscean, I feel more like a fish out of water when I am made to deal with life's demands. While waiting for Ah Neal for dinner, I bought a copy of 8Days hoping that it would entertain me as I suck my thumb and waited while drooling on Popeye's fried chicken.

This week's horoscope said,

"Over the past few months your emotions have been complicated to say the least,
but your dominant mood should now be
one of hope for the future,
rather than regret for the past."

For the first time, I nodded at such description. It was apt, like right on the nose. Totally.
The past few months hasn't been exactly a bed of roses and to say that I have been on a rollercoaster ride is an understatement. Like how drug addicts rely on their ketamine, I relied on my own brand of Vitamin K - my friends and music, to keep myself afloat.


So thank you to Bestie, Yao, Desmond, Abel, and Alicia.
For the undying emotional support I've shamelessly leeched on you over the past 6 months.
Especially to Bestie.
Gam xia for knocking sense into my cow-skull.
Being an old cow with cornflake-sized eyes, I need friends to see the world for me and tell me where and when to reach out for the ray of hope.
-smiles-

Today's an amazing day.
Jolin showcase was alright and being in 2nd row was sweetness as I need not squint my eyes or use a binoculars to admire her petite self. She was like literally RIGHT in front of me. The perks of being in the media line. -flips hair- And one of the many reasons why I still keep Ah Neal's number on my speed dial. -guffaws-

Never in my life I would thought my life would go through such motions.
Just like how I'll never, in my wildest dreams, thought that I'll ever invite this 2 crazy women into my humble house and leave their marks in my room while keeping poor Ah Mao out because Roomie Chen is afraid of a harmless cat (who counts those mynah birds as his BFF). -rolls eyes-

Life is amazing, eh?

nobody but you

I wrote an entry but I thought that could wait.
Surfed mrbrown and this vidoe perked me up totally.



I hope when you wash your body, you'll wash your hands too.
-winks-

beautifully imperfect

The Beautifully Imperfect - Facebook contest had over 14 000 people participating and among the 370 couples who took part in the contest, I am very proud to say my dearest Vanessa and her beanstalk-ish Nicholas emerge triumphant as one of the Top 10 couples!

I think it is amazing how 2 imperfect individuals can come together and become a perfect couple. When I am out on the streets and I see couples of different shapes, sizes and cultures clasp their hands as they cross the road, wipe the sweat of their partner's brow, carry the shopping bags for their love, feed each other food.
I am almost always overwhelm with a sense of warmth.


Am i envious?
Nah, I am just amazed at how Cupid favours others over me.
-laughs-

Like what i told my newly minted brother Zhenkai, even if it means I have to wait till 70 to find a good man, I will. It is more important to find someone who truly loves me than settling for "i lubb euus".
Or rather, maybe when the plaster comes off, I will embrace love again.


On a side note, the outing with Qi Laoshi got me all hot and bothered. Of course I understand the point that hiccups are ineveitable and Nan Laoshi suddenyl "chupped" in with his dinner plans thus scrapping OUR initial dinner date with Qi Laoshi.

What got me hot under the collar was that a couple of us were only able to make it for the dinner and I rushed down from Sentosa, hoping to chat with her over dinner, but only to know (while on the way to town) that dinner is off. So i manage to see her for like 10 minutes before she hopped into a cab.

So forgive me if my outburst at FEP scared you, I was just frustrated that NO ONE had the inititative to contact us when they are going to be absent or late for the lunch, NO ONE had the initiative to contact Huiting when they had reached DFS, despite knowing that she has been waiting for over an hour at FEP, and NO ONE told me about the dinner cancellation the moment they knew.

I was the one who was doing the dinner reservations, for Pete's sake.
Now you understand why we were so "pek chek"?
You have a phone, use it.
You have my number, dial it.
-heaves-


OKAY.
I am not pissed about the whole thing.
The whole thing is si bei messy and the only thing i can use to summarise it is...
WAH LAU EH.

The Graduate

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of that night in June
I didn't know much of love
But it came too soon
And there was me and you
And then we got real cool
Stay at home talking on the telephone with me
We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared
Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels

As we go on
We remember all the times we had together
And as our lives change
Come whatever
We will still be Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs
And we make the big money
When we look back now
Will our jokes still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can we ever find a job that won't interfere with a tan?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels

La, la, la, la…
Yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la…
We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

A very cliched yet uber classic song to commemorate my 3 years, 6 semesters in CHS.
Words cannot express my gratitute to God for placing me in the care of such good coursemates and classmates.
Time has taught us that "forever" lasts only for a moment and I am not sure 10 years down the road, will we all still be contactable and -shush- alive.
But until this moment is gone, I am convinced that I had the best 3 years of my life.

I still remember how horrified I was when I first entered CHS.
The thought that was constantly lingering in my head was..
WHY ON EARTH DID I TRANSFERRED OUT OF MASS COMM?!
Chinese Lit was a killer and I think my first essay (which was a Danny Yeo assignment on language) bombed. I cringed when I read the essay again. This is probably why I never successfully became Danny Yeo's pet.
I terrified him with my poor grasp of Chinese. -guffaws-

Thank goodness my CHS mates never once "see me no up" for my poor Chinese, they proof-read my essays albeit bursting out in laughter when my sentence seem very "salah". They bore with my inane humour and uber cold jokes. They loved me for who I am, despite my 1001 shortcomings.
I do not regret my choice of course.
CHS is where i belong.

On a side note, I am actually very proud of myself, for once.
For graduating with a not-bad GPA.
But with friends like Golden Grad Yao and Silver Grad Mei, I think it would be wiser if I kept my mouth shut about GPA. Confirm tio owned.
-winks-

The many cans of midnight oil we burnt.
The many trees we killed with endless photocopying of notes and printing of assignments.
The free use of electricity we leeched on in class and in the Atrium.
The endless gossips and news we share.
The tears we shed during our class meetings.
The laughter and good humour only we understand.
The guys we ogled at.
The girls we threw daggers at.
The lecturers that got us weak at the knees.
The lecturers that we wanna pluck off all their hairs.
The modules we worked hard for.
The exams that us all on tenterhooks.
The airport farewell.
The trip to China.



We have so much memories together that one single entry cannot suffice.
But I am neverthesless ever thankful for the footprints that each of my CHS friends left on my heart.

Jess.Yaoyao.Weiwei.Meimei.Shuang,Jinli.Zhaizi.Miaomiao.Pris.Cindybaby.HK heng dai.Wangxiaoyu.Karmen.Jasleen.Roomie Chen.Liboon.An-yeong.Ah Meng.Boss Hong.Grace.Xiaowei.Giam Ti Te.Xiaoxiao.

A few among the many gems I've uncovered in my 3 years.
Perhaps when the dust has settled and we start our new beginnings at uni or work, we might not be in constant contact.
But I hope there will always be a good tete-a-tete session for us to catch up on each other doings and
MAKE SURE I AM INVITED IF ANY OF YOU GETS MARRIED.


Cheers to CHS.
Cheers to HMS.
Cheers to the fabulicious L2T02 and Wuhan T02.
My life will suck without you.
-grins-

food for thought

Losers Anonymous

Formed when the 4 of us felt a connection fo Powter's "Bad Day".

Hi my name is Annabel and I am a loser

-claps-

Alicia told me something that I think is uber true.
There are NO confirmed cases of the -snort- swine flu/ H1N1 in Singapore.
Yet people from Ang Mo Kio to Pasir Ris are stocking up on N95 masks, thermometers and hand sanitizers.

Parents go insane when their kids comes home with flu symptoms and immediately march the whole family to their family doctor demanding Tamiflu.

On the contrary, 25 million people die from HIV/AIDs every year.

As of current available infomation, there are 3483 HIV-infected people in Singapore, yet i still see packets of condoms gathering dust on the shelves at hypermarts and 7-Eleven and no one is bothering to form a queue at Action For Aids for FREE HIV testing.

People still do it with random strangers.
People still have multiple partners.
Geylang is still thriving despite the economic recession.

Ironic uh, to think we Singaporeans are supposedly to be a kia-su bunch.
So shouldn't Okamoto be flying off the shelf just like Dettol is?
-scratch head-

Flirting with danger

If there is one truth about me, it would be that I have a such a big heart that can accomodate a lot people, especially men.
I'm not one who changes her targets each time she meets a new one, I have better moral values than being a cheap streetwalker.
I do not condone abandoning the old for the new.
I simply add them to my collection of lovers.
-grins-

My greatest love of all remains as Jay Chou.
Loved him when he had curly hair, love him still as a magician with a string of beauties linked to his name. Little do the paparazzi know, about our relationship. -shhhh-

Well, according to Muslim laws, a man can have more than 1 wife.
I may not be a "tat-babi", but oh wells, i believe in gender equality.
Deprive a woman of something, and she will show you what girl power means.
-points at the whole AWARE saga-
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, the Bard once claimed.

That is why I took him in as my 2nd man-in-waiting the first time I laid my eyes on him on his first show - "Taste of Love".
Don't think he needs much introduction, his name is Raymond.
And we're happily attached.
Yes, in my dreams, of course.


Even though WHO says the H1N1 a.k.a. swine flu is a Level 5 pandemic;
Even though Chinese believe that 2 people of the same surname should not be together;
Even though Singapore garmen warn us against travelling unnecessarily;
Even though there is 1 confirmed case of swine flu in Hong Kong;
I'll gladly fly over HK in a whim if he needs me.
The power of love, they call it.
-glossy-eyed-

Like I said, I am very gracious with my love.
I take in men of all shapes, sizes, and colours.
Dan Humphrey is the representative for the ang-moh side.
A pity he slept with that biatch Miss Carr, he is currently under cold storage.
Until he charms me away again.
Which isn't too far away.
-laughs-


Anyways, with 3 of my beloved out of sight, I became a couch potato and watched so many DVDs that I think I should take over the DVD rental shop at Tiong Bahru MRT. It'll probably save me lots of money.

Or maybe, they should consider giving me Platinum membership like what taobao.com did (uh..-sheepish). Looking at the amount of shows I've rented to fill the void in my mundane life, I think this is justifiable and perfectly reasonable.
-twinkles-


I drove everyone crazy when i went on and on and on with Weijie in the office about "Laughing Gor" and now, after watching "The King of Snooker", I wanna go learn how to play snooker! Snooker is a gentlemen's game. It requires much more skill and precision than your average game of pool. Now, I need to find someone who is willing to be Yau Yat-Kiu and teach me how to pot balls.

-strokes chin-