Yesterday was mums birthday. so heres my present for her... prep for the whole birthday took exactly 2 days...
anyway... bought flowers with dad from the florist... and heres the stuff that i was working with to make a bouquet for her...i made a mess in the kitchen:
purple baby-breath like flowers (in the background) and white roses.. the rolls of paper you see in front were the stuff i used to wrap up the bouquet.

heres the bouquet before it was bundled up on purple waterproof paper. This has to be the most painful present i've ever given her.. for me that is.. . roses are so thorny.. they're no joke. i borrowed her kitchen scissors to snip them off. she'll prolly have a fit if she found out...but i guess its okay.. cos the stalks and vegetable stems look alike anyway.

i guess i'll try telling her tomorrow. she has a knack for findingout anyway.

heres the completed bouquet... i really hope she liked it... being mum.. she wouldnt say if she didnt.... she sorta took it apart at night and put it into vases around the house... using her own flower arrangement... humph.. i was staring at them the next day and thinkin... there went the hard work... i was hoping she'd dry the flowers or something... but white roses dont dry really nicely do they?

After.. i brought her to this Arab restaurant for dinner with my whole family, nanny... and aunt... this whole thing was actually a surprise so she didnt know what was coming next... the food was OK... like... 55/100.. im quite critical of food in general.. cos mum is a real good cook. nothing compares man. i love her tiramisu.

im actually a pretty crappy daughter by any standard... they only thing i can cook is rice... and the last time i cooked rice.. was like, 2 years ago.. so i've pretty much forgotten the measurement of the water level already. blah
oh yes.... and im very proud of my instant noodles. i could whip your ass at instant noodles. they're always springy..just the way i like them. and im quite proud of the way i crack the eggs and add them at the exact moment. =) hah. HAH. im not so bad afterall...~
FINE. im also delusional.

This entry is 3 days late AND incomplete because blogger fucked up bigtime and i cant post any pictures. i have no idea whats wrong... but i've decided to post this first.

18th October 05 -

Management Accounting test. this is one test where i can safely claim i've failed with flying colours.

the results arent back yet.... but lets say that i'll be lucky to get a single digit of a negative value.

bleak forcast for Saturday and Sunday:

Saturday:

8am - 11am: Business Law
11am - 3pm : cousin's christening
3pm - 7pm: Analytical Skills Project
7pm - night: Anna's birthday

if you notice.. everything is back to back. leaves absolutely no time for getting from one place to another. hooray.

Sunday:

7am - 8am: Mass on Sunday
9am - 10am: Breakfast
10am - 2pm: Management Accountancy Project at Za's place
2pm - 5pm: Analytical Skills Project
5pm - 9pm: i get to see jinny!

you see. jinny books out on friday. i clearly have no time for him because i have a BGS project meeting for the whole of Friday.

Im resorting to very desperate means of remembering him now. Like kingdom of loathing during lessons:

My current familiar or pet that i take along with me in combat would always be named jinfeng. this new one is a cocoabo. An adorable pet with chicken-like features and chocolate wings.

jinfeng even gets confused!!! its so like him... sweet....

he even gets meat for me!! just like the good pet he's suppoued to be...

jinny also bashes up my enemies for me

and he is SO affectionate. something in me wants to dehumanize jinfeng already.

FUCK the midterms

so much for the term break.
2 upcoming tests,
3 projects,
1 assignment.

and some people still find the time for a frigging holiday.

All the guys i know so well are either havin the time of their lives on weed and booze in malaysia, or in the army, all the girls are MIA. I bet you're cooped up at home studying...but telling everyone you arent.

had dinner with Nyan the other day though... Nyan.. thank you for listening to me whine. i love talking to you because i cant stop laughing when i do... even if the matter is a pretty damn serious one.

My nanny flew over to aussie on sunday... i miss her.

I am in a pissy mood because i cannot comprehend my AS assignment that is due on monday at 5.. is it 5? or earlier. someone tell me.

I am in desperate need of sleep. I have lost orientation of all days, dates and times. I borrowed a Business Governemnt and Society (BGS) (one of the modules at SMU) from the library yesterday, and had to return it by 9.30am today. SO i woke up at 8am after sleeping at 2am.
Im through.. done with BGS because its killing me... those damn orange and white pages, in their weak attempt to make their book coloured and more interesting..

life the past week has been, in general, a drag. im waiting for it to pass so that normal life would resume.

hi kelvin..i checked out your blog. thanks for updating after 3 friggin months. I like your camera.... but what i really wanna say is thanks for trying to help with my assignment. oh yes. tze.. thank you too...
tze..did you check your tagboard?
you'll love it .. skank. hahahhahhhahahahhahahaha.

ipod nanos arent in yet..... i actually feel bad for you jianfeng...
waiting....

theres this website that charlene passed to me. read.. you'll like it.
http://www.thesneeze.com/mt-archives/cat_steve_dont_eat_it.php

Updates for the poor people in toronto:

Monstercue.. the one we always go to.. has closed down. Uncle has shifted to the other one within the same building. I know its terrible, the places we get so familar with seem to go all the time.. First warriors, now monster.
But its good to forget i guess...

Its isaacs birthday today. and im going for a dinner with only him and his family... its a lil awkward... and jinny isnt too happy about it. he thinks its a big ploy against him, but at least he understands. i havent even gotten isaac a present.. i have no idea what to get. finding presents for guys... always difficult.

its the term break now, this means that we dont have school for a week. but there are exams after.. which really make no difference to my studying schedule. Shaun, between complaining about the ipod nano, constantly tells me to slack off. ahhaa... go away shaun. the projects are piling up... and im getting edgy.. mostly because we arent really doing anything about it.

Was suppoused to meet up with 'Shen' group the other day.. (my business camp group)... but i was tired.. and went to meet jinny instead. i wont see him for 4 days, maybe even 5. As bad as it sounds, i think thats good to a certain extent...i havent had much time to myself these past few weeks.

Met Charlene online a lil later.. and we had an interesting conversation about Tze's penis. It wasnt my fault.. she wanted to talk about it.... about how the arse was inferior in comparison to Mr. AAA.

Tze messaged a coupla days ago... he wants to come back in november...but we'll all be having exams. we're free in december though... Tze... come back in december. my parents miss you.

Also...if you do manage to get back in december.. does it mean you wouldnt be back next year? if yes... then stay in brissy for awhile more. we have summer break in april or something. 3 fuckin months.

Event at Saffron Bistro went well.... reasonably good turn up rate.. though most of those who turned up were my friends... i wasnt too happy about that.. but im glad its over and done with. apparently.. we're the only group who managed to complete the event. Jinny turned up with two of his friends, Jonathan and Nigel. Everyone thinks that Jonathan's my boyfriend. heh. Gosh. i shall show you a picture of him soon. They think Jinny looks too innocent.

Okay. gonna hit the books. sorry this is such a disorganized entry.

Pray for a dreamless sleep.

I woke at 5:55 and lay curled up under the covers
I don’t know how long I stayed in that state,
Half asleep, half awake.
But I must have fallen asleep again.

I hardly ever do remember my dreams, but I remember this one.

Im in a place where there is only black, white and grey.
The room im in is small, it cant fit more than thirty.
I’m sitting on a couch, that used to be ochre.
I just know it.
This is hell, as I dream it.
I am consciously asleep, and I know this because I’ve tried waking up twice before this but I haven’t been able to move. I hold a bible on my hand, in my dreams, and a pile of coins in the other.
The room is filled with women.
I watch them carefully, they’re milling about and glancing at me. Some of the young ones are dressed in black leather, others are elegant in long vintage dresses and don heavy jewellery. They are exquisitely beautiful, each in their own sense, but they have the coldest eyes.
I cannot be sure but something tells me they are just workers for someone of a higher order.
I’m aware that at any minute, they would take me away to a new room, because I do not belong there with them – my presence is only transitory.
I cannot remember how I am dressed, but I’m sure our differences are obvious.
Im not afraid but I know I will soon be.

I clutch the bible and walk through a door, thinking that it’s the exit, hoping to get away from this place by some other way since I cannot wake up.
My heart begins to pound, and I trip.
I fall to the floor on my knees and manage to break the fall with the palm of my right hand, which is balled into a fist because of the coins I’m holidng.
A voice tells me to let go of the coins, because, they are of no consequence.
They will not help me to get out of this place.
I throw them on the ground.
I am engulfed in thick dark smoke and I cannot remember what happens next.
I find myself back on the couch.
The women are flustered. Three of them huddle about 6 paces away from me, having a tense discussion.

I pray.
And something inside tells me to smile again.
To laugh and to love.
I walk up to an old, elegant woman.
Her hair is white. Her skin is wrinkled.
She was probably beautiful once.
Her dark eyes are blank and black as death, as I imagine it to be.
She wears a Victorian dress which passes for a gown in this age, and a pearl choker
wrapped around her neck.

I cup her face gently with my hands.
I stare into her eyes.
At the same time, I think a happy thought (that dear reader I cannot disclose)
And I laugh.
For a second, I see a glimmer of something I cannot place in the lady’s eyes. I can only inadequately term it a mixture of hope and confusion though I don’t see how that’s possible.
I laugh some more.

And I wake up in my room.
It is already dark.
The clock reads 6.00.
Im wrapped in thick blankets and its warmer then I felt in my dream.
But my heart is throbbing.
Sweet madness
My right hand is balled into a fist, nails digging into the flesh of my palms and I clasp a rosary inside it.
The force leaves the imprint of the cross on my skin.



I am still disturbed.
Your take?

The silly things i have been up to

1. Kingdom of Loathing

again, i recommed this wonderful game, at www.kingdomofloathing.com
its addictive in the weirdest way, and you can keep cute lil pets! (they're termed, familiars) check out MY familiar!

dude, this is the coolest game at this point of time... i just wish they had more turns a day.. for those that dont really know what im on about... Kingdom of Loathing is an RPG. (Role Playing Game) you adventure round this lovely lil land and try to gain levels and wealth. wealth is measured in terms of meat... which you receive when you trade or when you make a kill.

There are lotsa cool items in the game such as moxie WEED. (Tze likes... fucking weed fanatic) and mad train wine. you CAN get drunk in the game.. and its pretty damn cool. you can mix your own drinks... .(i can wait to get the ingredients for the bloody mary).

I've also heard of Meeleegra... something like viagra.. except that it helps with your combat. lol. all these cool items come along with hand drawn pictures, and the wackiest commentries.

so PLAY PLAY PLAY!

Besides Tze, Zhiqi is playing and so is Mandy. Mandy is the biggest slacker on the face of the earth. and i have evidence for that. he bumps off anyone whose willing to do work for him, and i have proof of it. Read conversation below. (******** likes to do all the work, mandy likes it. *sniggers*)

Mandy - thpathzz
I - for luck, for love

but Mandy is really a wonderful person... selling me pizzas and kebabs in the kingdom.

2. Not Pron

http://deathball.net/notpron/

this is suppousedly the hardest riddle online. tze and i have been working on it..
I've spent 2 hours staring hard into the screen hoping an answer would miraculously appear. I am frustrated because i am stuck at level 8, out of the 138 levels Mr Pron has come up with.

3. Organizing a school event at Saffron Bistro..

This is like a pet project... Dinner at an Indian restaurant, with a short commentary on the various kinds of Indian food served and a brief history about Indian food. Saffron Bistro is at circular road, just the lane at the back of boat quay, 2 minutes away from Raffles Place MRT.
9 course menu, inclusive of appetizers, and desert. =)

usual price, $30, now $20.

the event is on this coming Saturday, 6pm. text me soon if you want a place =) DO come down, i would appreciate your support.

4. Creative Thinking project on sex, and weird sex habits of animals.

heres a lil preview:

Bedbugs:
Female bedbugs have no vagina, so in order to mate, the male bedbug has to drill a hole into her using his sharp-tipped penis. (heh. you like?)

Octopus:
The female octopus has her vagina in her nose. (Fucking misplaced i tell you). if a male octopus tries to mate with her against her will, she simply bites off his penis and makes off with it.
but its not that bad really, cos the male octopus has 8 penises to spare.

yeah. stuff like that. Im also going to borrow a WHIP from a friend who does not want to be named. ITS OKAY TO ADMIT THAT YOU ARE INTO S&M. MY FRIEND IS BRINGING HANDCUFFS. (oh...ZA has kindly volunteered to bring handcuffs. ZA also recommends the 'rabbit' brand vibrators.) Heres a photo of za...Say hello.. i bet she likes you already.

I love this girl. she is So enthusiastic.

I havent been updating in awhile..cos blogger screwed up and for some reason, coudlnt upload my photos.

23rd September:

Nyan's Birthday!
was held at the top of cuppage... =) quite a nice place, save for the fact that you cant play loud music there, and there werent enough people to fill up the large space.

anyways... his celebration comprised of booze, cigarettes and more booze. we ended up huddling up at various corners with our cliques and talking about SMU and photography.

Heres nyan with his cake


And heres what his cake reads:


Nyan, I, Greg, Anna and Wiliam.
oh yes.. Wiliam, i CAN speak chinese. =)

Other people at Nyans party, from SMU, Business camp group.

From left, Linrongs boyfriend, linron, michelle, nyan, i, nick, kelvin and jian hong. =) i sill miss biz camp a whole lot.. and though the lot that made up the circle of trust is drifting apart, i still treasure those that i still keep in contact with most often... Nyan, Eileen, Jian Hong. I wont forget the times we sat round tables at random coffeeshops near boat quay with our beers and silly games, and most of all, i remember when we all stayed up to talk at backpackers about love and life till 3am.

Quoting Nyan 'whoa..this is the first time my whole life story's out in front of so many people i dont know ... wtf..'

i miss you guys.

Well, today's the first of October... I've heard Greenday's 'Wake me up when September Ends' at least thrice on the radio last night. Im getting sick of it.

For people who need an update on my life because i havent spoken to you in a while...

Same old, i still have texts to read.. all of which i cant really be bothered with. I've been embarking on random projects to please myself, the latest of which involves giving a facelift for all my notebooks. Cutting random pictures of the colour, blue and covering the notebook covers (back and front) with them.

I've also been playing this game, goes by the name of Kingdom of Loathing. Cracks me up. www.kingdomofloathing.com . YES.. please go check it out. =)

I've been making random earrings and bracelets to give away, made this particularly pretty pair whilst i was having an argument with Jinfeng last night. You know how i really hate to go on about this but i really dont think we're going to work out. He cares too much about Final Fantasy and everything else but me. Im sorry Tze, i know we've been through this just over a thousand times.... Im getting a tad sick of it too and im not a patient person. Maybe its me.

yesterday (30th Sept) was the second last creative thinking lesson we had. Prof Kirpal Singh had us sit around with closed eyes in a dimly lit room to make a journey with our minds. I didnt think it was so much a journey than a reflection of our lives and relationships with our family. When he got to the part where we were suppoused to take our minds to a special place on any part of the world where we could just be ourselves, i couldnt think of anything but the tables or the bench. (The bench was demolished just a lil over two weeks ago... I never even got to show it to Jinny)

Choke on Iced Peach Tea at the table 91, alone... and think about how things were just about 2 and a half months ago. It all seems very far away.

I refuse to cry in a public place.