PARDON ME!
i have (moved) thank you very much.

Blogged @ 13:25


i feel like moving over to livejournal. i shall when i 1 figure out how to use it, 2 firgure out how to make it look nice, 3 when im in the mood. anyway. basically for the past 1 and a half week, ive been a sitting duck. ive basically had a holiday, with some work to do here and there. im doing 6 postcards for SPCA and i need 2 cats, 1 dog and 1 rabbit to take photographs of but guess wht! i dont have either! (not counting the 2 dogs i already have because i already used them) so i hve to pray that pet city across church allows photo-taking. speaking of which, yesterday evening was seriously superbly fun. (my mum wasnt too happy abt it and might i say, at that moment, i wasnt too pleased with myself) john tom mark marcus yingen amos and i went for char's INVENTIO! its her DEP exam thing. it was so cool right. it was like, really entertaining. acjc's got talent more like. amos was crazy doing catcalls and john was just some guy who thinks char is in every act. tom was falling asleep cos the poor boy is in dire need of rest, if you are reading this go sleep! marcus was encouraging amos, mark was.. i dont kne wht and ying en and i i think, was just laughing at them and being civillised pple watching the play. but it was good. i thoroughly enjoyed it. afterwhich, we went for bak ku teh and mee pok because we were famished from not eating dinner due to our inability to have a good planning before hand. we talked and laugh and had fun! you wouldnt believe how hard it is to catch a cab so late into the night. we walked from the DBS art center to MOS to opposite teh excelsor hotel where we still couldnt catch a cab. char mark and amos decided to take a bus home because they had buses to take. john tom and i then tried flagging a cab all the way to city hall then to suntec. but the journey there was seriously hilarious! singing at the top of our lungs trying to hit perfect pitch, being complete irritating pedestrians, john cursing at every cab driver who didnt want to stop for us when we finally caught one at suntec and got our silly asses home. i love the aimless walking around with good company.(: tom i want pics!

some from previous:

hoodies(:


harrods purse frankie and i bought!


<3


day at hoiyans hse 310807


oreo doughnuts


choco and banana doughnuts


the i-dont-kne-wht-but-it-tastes-darn-good doughnuts


natt getting acquainted with doughnuts


karens farewell party


natt and char- journey to hairspray.:D

i dont kne why my photos keep coming out the way it is coming out. stupid blogger. :/

Blogged @ 13:35


i realised that you never really appreciate what you have until it is gone or on the brink of being gone.
how you curse under your breath sometimes about that particular person
or how you never appreciate the time you have with them thinking you have many more years ahead to get to know them and spend time with them. how you think that getting to that person can be pushed and postponed to later because you feel that the world waits for you. that you have plenty of time to spend with that person.
but suddenly bang. it all whizzes pass and it hits you that all the time you have left is that two weeks.
all you have left is a mere memory of a moment fury you had. or a particular one time where you spent a whole day laughigng together, swooning together and being completely silly together.
but how difficult is it to judge? or difficult it is to gauge how much time you have? how would you kne that eventually all is lost?
it suddenly seems everyone around me is going some place. frankie is flying off again soon. she is one good example though. when she was still around all that time. i never felt the need to just say how have you been doing? or, whts up with your life now? hows your walk with God? and then she's off to UK. and she's back! and i took so long to ask her to hang out and soon she's gng off again. michelle, leaving. i never was really really close. surface friends i would call it. i never got a chance to try to be involved too much. and then the time was up and she's in australia and now i try to keep in touvh but its difficult you kne. a long distance trying-to-stay-involve-knw-you-more kind of thing. then there are the others, we took so long to get together again. today. finally. and it really felt so good. just talking laughing and sharing all at one go. and then it dawned on me that we should be doing this more often but everyone is now so busy in their own world. and im as guilty.
karen. i never realised how much i treasured her until tonight during thanksgiving towards her and it came to my turn and i just started crying. initially i was just sitting there looking at those crying and i felt touch and was saying to myseld how im not gng to cry cos there is seriously nothing much for me to cry about. but those tears. they just came. and it dawned on me how much i actually cared about her concerns whenever i came to church. and i thanked her out front, revealing myself to a whole crowd of people that actually, beneath this cheery facade each week is actually someone weak. someone putting out a strong front. someone who is very exhausted and tired. someone trying to put up a very strong front. and i revealed that karen was the one who actually see's beyond my smiles. she's the one who occasionally each weak see's my tiredness and asks me if im alright which is amazing. i remember too how i never really appreciated too much her strong assertive cut throat words towards me or anyone because it's my nature to feel irked. but then i realise suddenly tonight that it's her way of showing her love. how everyone was thanking her and praising her tonight and yet she still puts up her strong front to prevent the touched tears and it's jsut amazing. almost powerful. there were many times actually i had wanted to ask her about art and advice but yet i never got to it thinking i could always ask her the week after. how i would say that i will see her in cell anyway. but now. with barely 2 weeks, it freaks me out to think that this domineering girl in my church, my cell, my life is so much as flying across half the world and ive yet to get close enough to ask her things like how are you coping with life or how is packing for UK coming along? and im disappointed with myself. i see how abide 2 talks about her and i was deeply moved. how jeremy john and tom spoke with such conviction. that john actually moved me to tears with his tears. it was amazing. ties that bind. friendships that will last.
then i talked to char too. about our lives now. how great it was to be back in the company with people you kne who loves you. but i got all teary because then i start to realised what i was doing. what i was planning. going to france to study in 2and a half more years. how im going to bear to leave these bunch of such great friends namely linette justin mich john tom jer mark char cheryl my cell, WS2 pple, and more.... you kne that bunch. plus my ex mg pals.. how am i going to bear to leave my whole heart behind and just leave with a bunch of memories. i cant. i wld cry my heart out for sure. but im intent on leaving. very. to leave this and start something new. and then i start to think. what kind of farewell will i get. i get all paranoid and i kne i shldt. but then i start to re-think and wonder if i really do want to leave. and now im just lost. but im keeping in mind what char says. "when the time comes, He will reveal to you". and i believe so.

there is something i want to tell you.
but i dont know who the you is.
something i need to tell you.
but i dont kne who.
its eating me up and making me tired.
who are you?

Blogged @ 00:46


and i couldnt resist but smile to myself on the bus ride home on thurs.
that block that got tempers flaring and the bitchiness within to start spilling, is finally over.
the green eyed devils that we were. but i really couldnt stomach it!. the effort we put in as compared to the protagonist is uncomparable. we put more sweat into it than she has and yet, her marks are just sky rocketing. not once but twice.
she got lucky twice but im hoping beyond all hopes she wont strike a turkey.

anyway! the other reason for smiling from ear to ear like an idiot on the bus ride home, is to think of the friends i have made.
i didnt expect there to be a bond in a poly class. but i have made some friends for keepers!
thurs, we "celebrated" at century square with old chang kee, starbucks, new york pizza and i was introduced to one of the most tastiest chickens ive ever tasted. at that taiwan street snacks stall called shihlin.
it spice, the tenderness, the crunchy skin. satiates me. haha. yes. it did. it was amazingly tasty. but it makes me wonder abt MSG the content. hopefully, i have not been deceived.

yesterday, there was dinner for my uncles 64th birthday at the famous seafood place at turf city.
i dont want to talk abt the whole bill but i wld say it was worth it. i think we had sashimi lobster, drunken prawns, garlic bamboo clams, deep fried garlic lobster head, steamed fish, black pepper (name of crab here that i cant remember), hong kong noodles, mango pudding and mango birthday cake. the red wine was dull though. but it was so delicious!

laguna is having some wine tasting thing going on in september and im wondering if my daddy is gonna go. or maybe on one occasion we cld take a joy ride down for a meal along with the wine. haha. gosh. all this food.
BUT i went to the gym today with daddy-o.! really great workout. after so long i feel like i have finally crossed out something on my to-do list. and i am definitely going back next week despite the new block.

Blogged @ 14:26


now that this block is finally coming to an end,
ive realised that there are a few things i really need to do:

1. finish phek geks assignment by wed
2. clean my room
3. watch 881
4. meet up with my favourite girls(:
5. hit the gym
6. get off my ass and finish the deco in my new room
7. hit the gym
8. hit the gym
9. hit the gym
10.hit the gym
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( ).hit the gym

Blogged @ 20:03


yesterday was draggy. more cutting here and there.
im starting to see squares. big small medium large.
cut cut cut cut. -.-
3D art fund was once again a great big bore with MR. KEE-WANT-TO-KNE-IT-ALL-JAN
he gave comments abt our work
putting down many good work
and i guess a few of us snapped
and eventually talked back and defending the sculptures that were obviously nice!
so then he tried to teach us perspective drawing but failed disastrously.
we cut (again..) the template for cubes and made 5 cubes to draw of perspective today.
so while he was talking in jibberish, lays was compiling notes to pass 3D art fund.
and it really did make sense and was hilarious:



i brought excitement to my class ever so melodramatic day today.
the days which were supposed to be routinal
the days where we cut one square after another
i sliced my thumb quite a thick bit with the newly sharpened heavy duty cutter
allowed myself to play with the hideous flap
granting the blood to drip in a ever so horror-movie-ish kind of way
and fainted at the realisation of the pain
thus, excitement was brought to the class.
everyones reaction was kind of funny though.
after i proclaimed that i had cut myself,
(notice how i said cut and not slice- i havent realised the severity of it)
amaris just stood and stared with an expression of shock and lost
lays or somebody shouted to use a tissue
( i had then said i didnt have any and imagine the number of tissue pckets flying at me)
issac looked up and then didnt care, gng back to his work
dan tucked smugly into her little corner with her ipod blasting was oblivious to the whole chaos.
oh i sat down after feeling faint and i didnt recall a thing after.
apparently i started groaning and slipped of the chair, banged my head on the floor and seconds after woke up.
but some how i had a dream, a flashback, and epiphany? that i just cnt rmb wht.
but i had only been out for seconds! scary. i kne right.
so anw, phek gek took me to the clinic across from tp.
me and dan were joking arnd alr, obviously i was feeling better
but phek gek's motherly instincts surfaced.
the darn doctor was such an exaggerating lump of lard.
wht with telling me abt skin grafts and losing feeling in my thumb and wrapping and cleaning the slash discreetly
(as in seriously? he was covering the thumb while he cleaned.)
he wrpped it up into a cartoon size throbbing thumb
and gave me a jab that is giving me left upper arm aches.
all in all. im fine. sorry to those that i brought deceit to your ears.
i did NOT get three stiches on my thumb.
just a very fat lump of dead flesh now.

obviously i look pale.



Blogged @ 22:10


i managed to vent my frustration into 3 batches of chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.
im not sure whether it was frustration with the current module im doing in school,
or some thing else i do not kne. but it felt good anyway.



today. we finished the wire sculpture alas. and to my utter relief, kee jan says its fine.
the inner me is screaming that it looks like a very bad pile of i-dont-kne-what.
perspective drawing tomorrow. arrgh. i really dread this block. hello. why is it going so slowly.
im cutting squares till my back hurts. its a waste of paper. mounting board. whatever.
talk abt contributing to global warming.
to top it off, its burning a hole in my pocket. S$48.80 last week to be exact, on materials.
not a cent on luxury goods. unless you are calling food indulgence a pamper then obviously that has come to a sum too.

Blogged @ 19:14