It is but my second day at work today and my life is already in a mess.
The day didn’t start too well to begin with. I was woken up a few times in the night because people like Ass and Nat the stupid Nut chose to text me at 1 or 2am in the morning for no good reason.
So I woke up at 6.25am, took a bath, had my breakfast and left home 6.55 am. The road was damp so I decided to wear my birkies because I absolutely cannot walk fast in my flats. I also had to lift my pants up walking the entire way, so you can imagine how perfectly idiotic I looked.
Unfortunately my bus arrives at 7.05 and I reached the busstop at 7.06, so I had to wait for another 20 minutes for the nincompoop of a bus to arrive. I literally watched the first bus drive away in front of my very eyes! And because I took the later bus I had to squeeze with students and other white-collared executives who are on their way to work as well.
And of course my only companion, my beautiful (and might I mention brand new) iPod broke down on the way, and I was devoid of entertainment the entire ONE hour journey.
My phone also broke down YET again on the way because my mom gave me a call. I’mn actually quite surprised the bus didn’t break down, just to, you know, complete the equation.
So I decided to dedicate my lunch hour to cellphone buying, but I could not, for the life of me, locate the damn phone shop that was “opposite Amara Hotel”. I literally combed the place but the only phone shop I could find was one that was selling second hand phones. So fine, I give up.
And in the meantime I started to get blisters on my feet because of my shoes, and so I limped all the way back to my office. I walked all the way to the clinic which was supposedly on the 9th floor. But when I reached the clinic there was a sign hanging outside that said that it was now located on 2nd floor instead. The funny thing about this building is, there are different elevators you have to take for different floors, so I had to go all the way to 1st floor again before I had to take an escalator up again to the 2nd floor. And guess what, when I reached the clinic, the nurses were going out for lunch and were reluctant to entertain my requests.
What a horrible, horrible, horrible day!!!!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
OCS Delta Wing Social NIght 2007
22nd June was OCS Delta Wing Social Night 2007. Ordinarily that would have absolutely nothing to do with me, but I was CalCal's hot date that night, so yep, The Pines it was for me. And NO I DID NOT VOLUNTEER MYSELF as his date OMG I have no idea why this idiotic rumour got out. I didn't quite want to wear a gown, so I wore this suit thing. That was seriously a wrong idea in retrospect but my hot date didn't mind so oh never mind.
We met up at around 6pm at Orchard MRT and took a little walk around Orchard for like 15 minutes before walking to the busstop. And on the way we met my ex-teacher and his ex-teacher who are now both currently teaching at MGS and were out together. I must say those five minutes were the awkwardest moments in my life (and probably Cal's too) as we stood listening to Cal's teacher whom I actually know as well praise him about his being a genius and his 1.0 msg etc etc. And when the topic went on to "are you guys going out" I could tell that droplets of sweat were forming on Cal's forehead so we hurriedly said NO! and ended the conversation.
So then we took a bus 190 to The Pines and where because you know I am so popular we were stopped several times by groups of people like Shit and Mindy and her friend Yawen mid-way. My Half, of course, being the nosy parker like she is had to crash Social Night, even though she was in shorts and some embarrassing teeshirt. Then on the way up we met The Rong and his date Jamie who looked like some model with visible cleavage for once AHAHA and her blue-black hair. So we chatted for a while and finally made our way to our destination where we met Jiadi and made a lot of noise screaming and chattering. Eventually we took a few council photos with all the 32nd people who were present and Shit left in embarrassment even though Calcal offered to find her a date cos there were a couple of guys who turned up alone.
Before dinner was another period of awkwardness. Like Cal would introduce a friend or buddy and his date and we would be like hello, hello and left with nothing to say. And can you imagine my utter relief when I met NG MEIXI who was there with her darling Joshua and we screamed till the ceiling almost collapsed as we always do because we'd finally found Family. And we found 2 other MGS girls Jean Ong and Debo Ng who were both with their boyfriends obviously and took an MG photo while reciting the MGS motto To Master To Grow To Serve oh my goodness can you believe how much we love our school.
And between then till after dinner CalCal was like telling me who's going to Harvard, who's going to Stanford, who got some scholarship to go do law at Oxford etc etc. Seriously, if the guy wasn't outstanding (by which I mean he was a mere top scorer at A Levels) then his date probably is, because these guys are the elite, apparently. And do I have to mention how probably 60 or 70% of the people were from RJ. I suppose we then make a very ordinary pair since he's ONLY going to med school and I'm only going to Brown -.-
We saw a couple of, hmm, interesting pairs too which I am sure will arouse a lot of gossip and attention haha!
After dinner, games and award presentations started. I seriously tried my best to pay attention so Calcal wouldn't feel bad about me feeling bored but I saw him yawning so I gave up too. They had all sort of army related games like who can change their clothes the fastest, or who can kiwi (polish) their boots the fastest. But I guess the Army Jargon 101 lesson was pretty interesting, and their videos were great!! Even though all the guys were in green camouflage and you couldn't really tell who was who.
So then the night ended with some photo taking obviously and we went home in a cab. I could tell Calcal was in high spirits because every time he's reminded of some shitty army moment he'd look so triumphant because he's allowed to defer his NS for his studies. But well the guys look so happy together in their buddy-buddy world that I'm sure they'll miss each other.
We met up at around 6pm at Orchard MRT and took a little walk around Orchard for like 15 minutes before walking to the busstop. And on the way we met my ex-teacher and his ex-teacher who are now both currently teaching at MGS and were out together. I must say those five minutes were the awkwardest moments in my life (and probably Cal's too) as we stood listening to Cal's teacher whom I actually know as well praise him about his being a genius and his 1.0 msg etc etc. And when the topic went on to "are you guys going out" I could tell that droplets of sweat were forming on Cal's forehead so we hurriedly said NO! and ended the conversation.
So then we took a bus 190 to The Pines and where because you know I am so popular we were stopped several times by groups of people like Shit and Mindy and her friend Yawen mid-way. My Half, of course, being the nosy parker like she is had to crash Social Night, even though she was in shorts and some embarrassing teeshirt. Then on the way up we met The Rong and his date Jamie who looked like some model with visible cleavage for once AHAHA and her blue-black hair. So we chatted for a while and finally made our way to our destination where we met Jiadi and made a lot of noise screaming and chattering. Eventually we took a few council photos with all the 32nd people who were present and Shit left in embarrassment even though Calcal offered to find her a date cos there were a couple of guys who turned up alone.
Before dinner was another period of awkwardness. Like Cal would introduce a friend or buddy and his date and we would be like hello, hello and left with nothing to say. And can you imagine my utter relief when I met NG MEIXI who was there with her darling Joshua and we screamed till the ceiling almost collapsed as we always do because we'd finally found Family. And we found 2 other MGS girls Jean Ong and Debo Ng who were both with their boyfriends obviously and took an MG photo while reciting the MGS motto To Master To Grow To Serve oh my goodness can you believe how much we love our school.
And between then till after dinner CalCal was like telling me who's going to Harvard, who's going to Stanford, who got some scholarship to go do law at Oxford etc etc. Seriously, if the guy wasn't outstanding (by which I mean he was a mere top scorer at A Levels) then his date probably is, because these guys are the elite, apparently. And do I have to mention how probably 60 or 70% of the people were from RJ. I suppose we then make a very ordinary pair since he's ONLY going to med school and I'm only going to Brown -.-
We saw a couple of, hmm, interesting pairs too which I am sure will arouse a lot of gossip and attention haha!
After dinner, games and award presentations started. I seriously tried my best to pay attention so Calcal wouldn't feel bad about me feeling bored but I saw him yawning so I gave up too. They had all sort of army related games like who can change their clothes the fastest, or who can kiwi (polish) their boots the fastest. But I guess the Army Jargon 101 lesson was pretty interesting, and their videos were great!! Even though all the guys were in green camouflage and you couldn't really tell who was who.
So then the night ended with some photo taking obviously and we went home in a cab. I could tell Calcal was in high spirits because every time he's reminded of some shitty army moment he'd look so triumphant because he's allowed to defer his NS for his studies. But well the guys look so happy together in their buddy-buddy world that I'm sure they'll miss each other.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Hello!
I have been jobless for a month now, and life has been, well, generally carefree and jolly. I either bum around at home doing nothing except convert oxygen into carbon dioxide or meet up with friends like Shit or F5 or Bobbert or shop.
Andrew insisted that I'd wanna go back to work once I've experienced what it's like to be a loafer but seriously no I don't think that's true. Maybe I'm not such a workaholic after all.
Nevertheless I will be starting work next week to gain a bit of corporate experience, see what working life is like and of course to earn a bit of extra cash. I won't be working for long though, only a little over a month, so I guess it won't be a lot of cash either. In fact it's quite dumb because I had to spend like a hundred and fifty bucks on working clothes since I don't have any. And since said workplace is at TANJONG PAGAR I'll have to wake up at 6.30am to reach there on time oh goodness!!!!
I don't have very much to say here, so I'll go goof off for now. Bye!
Andrew insisted that I'd wanna go back to work once I've experienced what it's like to be a loafer but seriously no I don't think that's true. Maybe I'm not such a workaholic after all.
Nevertheless I will be starting work next week to gain a bit of corporate experience, see what working life is like and of course to earn a bit of extra cash. I won't be working for long though, only a little over a month, so I guess it won't be a lot of cash either. In fact it's quite dumb because I had to spend like a hundred and fifty bucks on working clothes since I don't have any. And since said workplace is at TANJONG PAGAR I'll have to wake up at 6.30am to reach there on time oh goodness!!!!
I don't have very much to say here, so I'll go goof off for now. Bye!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Mac and Cheese
My brother and I have been growing closer lately, a prospect that frightens me a little.
All along, ever since he was 3 months old, we have been fighting and fighting, calling each other stupid names with our exceedingly large vocabularies like "moron" or "stupid shit", sprinkling each other with water when we exit the lavatory (which we share) or hiding all the snacks in our "secret stashes" (my parents do that too).
But in a way we seem to have decreased - I wouldn't go to the extent of using the word stop - the number of instances in which we indulge in such childish behaviour. Maybe it's because we're older now, or maybe because I am leaving for the states and so will he in four years and we won't be spending much time together for at least the next eight years, but we've grown to live well with each other.
Now we spend most of our time cooking mac and cheese (he cooks, I pour out the ribena), playing Resistance, the new PS3 game he bought, and watching movies in his room together.
It's not much, but it's a start I suppose.
All along, ever since he was 3 months old, we have been fighting and fighting, calling each other stupid names with our exceedingly large vocabularies like "moron" or "stupid shit", sprinkling each other with water when we exit the lavatory (which we share) or hiding all the snacks in our "secret stashes" (my parents do that too).
But in a way we seem to have decreased - I wouldn't go to the extent of using the word stop - the number of instances in which we indulge in such childish behaviour. Maybe it's because we're older now, or maybe because I am leaving for the states and so will he in four years and we won't be spending much time together for at least the next eight years, but we've grown to live well with each other.
Now we spend most of our time cooking mac and cheese (he cooks, I pour out the ribena), playing Resistance, the new PS3 game he bought, and watching movies in his room together.
It's not much, but it's a start I suppose.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Climb Every Mountain
Climb Every Mountain
Climb every mountain, search high and low
Follow every by way, every path you know
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your... dream...
Climb every mountain, search high and low
Follow every by way, every path you know
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your... dream...
Sound of Music
I think I must have watched The Sound of Music approximately 16000 times, but it's such a classic it's difficult not to love it.
It's such a wonderful film, so timeless and perfect. It's like George Orwell's Animal Farm, when you read or watch it for the first time in your childhood, it's just a book or film with fun and music, but as you grow older you start to realise that there're so many, many more levels to the book or movie to be explored.
The theme of love runs deep in The Sound of Music. The quality of emotion is strangely simplistic in modern terms, a governess falls for her impossible charges, then falls in love with their father, who strangely enough loves her too. But there's also patriotic love, because the story is set during the Nazi regime, and Captain von Trapp is dead loyal to his country, Austria.
But if I lived in a country as beautiful as Austria in those days I think I would be darn proud of her too.
I actually feel a little envious when I watch Captain von Trapp sing Edelweiss with such enormous emotion and affection. I know of course that he's just acting (he's Christopher Plummer by the way, and you might have caught him as Keanu Reeves' dad in The Lake House), but it makes me sad that I will probably never will have a national folk dance to be proud of, a beautiful national song that everyone can sing with pride and in unison, snowy mountains or luscious hills to remember my hometown by or even to have a ethnic costume boast of for that matter.
Not that there's anything about Singapore to complain about. In fact Singapore's a wonderful place. The roads are safe even at night, the air is fresh and clean (and I really do appreciate it after Hong Kong), and most people are innocent, kind and helpful.
Perhaps its because of globalisation - people can go anywhere they want to go, or disinterest, or even a greater disenchantment with life, people just don't feel all that charged with emotion when we talk about nationality anymore. t's sad, but I guess it's true to a certain that we'll probably never love our country as much as we love ourselves anymore.
It's such a wonderful film, so timeless and perfect. It's like George Orwell's Animal Farm, when you read or watch it for the first time in your childhood, it's just a book or film with fun and music, but as you grow older you start to realise that there're so many, many more levels to the book or movie to be explored.
The theme of love runs deep in The Sound of Music. The quality of emotion is strangely simplistic in modern terms, a governess falls for her impossible charges, then falls in love with their father, who strangely enough loves her too. But there's also patriotic love, because the story is set during the Nazi regime, and Captain von Trapp is dead loyal to his country, Austria.
But if I lived in a country as beautiful as Austria in those days I think I would be darn proud of her too.
I actually feel a little envious when I watch Captain von Trapp sing Edelweiss with such enormous emotion and affection. I know of course that he's just acting (he's Christopher Plummer by the way, and you might have caught him as Keanu Reeves' dad in The Lake House), but it makes me sad that I will probably never will have a national folk dance to be proud of, a beautiful national song that everyone can sing with pride and in unison, snowy mountains or luscious hills to remember my hometown by or even to have a ethnic costume boast of for that matter.
Not that there's anything about Singapore to complain about. In fact Singapore's a wonderful place. The roads are safe even at night, the air is fresh and clean (and I really do appreciate it after Hong Kong), and most people are innocent, kind and helpful.
Perhaps its because of globalisation - people can go anywhere they want to go, or disinterest, or even a greater disenchantment with life, people just don't feel all that charged with emotion when we talk about nationality anymore. t's sad, but I guess it's true to a certain that we'll probably never love our country as much as we love ourselves anymore.
Friday, June 01, 2007
Back from HK!
Yay I'm back frm Hong Kong!! It was a darn good trip and we had tons of fun laughing, shopping every single moment, immortalising every minute of the trip with our cameras and of course as the rest of F5 would know blocking the way.
Hong Kongers are a really impatient lot, and though we met tons of nice people on the trip who went out of their way to help us out, like the concierge at Cosmo Hotel, there were many people who probably thought we were too slow to be bothered about us. There was this waitress even who stormed off because we were too slow in ordering our food. People were also generally not as friendly as I imagined, like the guy who glared at me because I accidentally touched his foot on the MTR even though I apologised but ok that was probably not his fault.
But overall it was a darn good trip. Even though our hotel was facing the cemetary (haha!) and we were dead tired (note the pun) most of the time, we still had tons of fun in the hotel room, celebrating beabea's birthday and listening to ass talking about her love life and watching Jackie Chan and his ridiculous Hollywood movie. I'm so gonna miss them all, especially when nat and E fly off and I fly off.
We bought tons of things too, like 1000 bags and shoes and stuff. We'd literally go to a store and buy like half of their goods away! Especially places that sold tidbits. We bought like 14 boxes of krispy kremes at Times Square, and we couldn't even fit into the cab, even though it was meant for 5 people.
Lots of memories to share, hope to upload the photos here when I get them! We took photos like every waking moment because we just love ourselves so much haha!! But I didn't take many photos cos I thought it'd be quite unnecessary to load 5 of the same photos. F5 if you're reading this quickly upload them to shutterfly!
Ms Wang's wedding tomorrow, looking forward to meeting Welco!
Hong Kongers are a really impatient lot, and though we met tons of nice people on the trip who went out of their way to help us out, like the concierge at Cosmo Hotel, there were many people who probably thought we were too slow to be bothered about us. There was this waitress even who stormed off because we were too slow in ordering our food. People were also generally not as friendly as I imagined, like the guy who glared at me because I accidentally touched his foot on the MTR even though I apologised but ok that was probably not his fault.
But overall it was a darn good trip. Even though our hotel was facing the cemetary (haha!) and we were dead tired (note the pun) most of the time, we still had tons of fun in the hotel room, celebrating beabea's birthday and listening to ass talking about her love life and watching Jackie Chan and his ridiculous Hollywood movie. I'm so gonna miss them all, especially when nat and E fly off and I fly off.
We bought tons of things too, like 1000 bags and shoes and stuff. We'd literally go to a store and buy like half of their goods away! Especially places that sold tidbits. We bought like 14 boxes of krispy kremes at Times Square, and we couldn't even fit into the cab, even though it was meant for 5 people.
Lots of memories to share, hope to upload the photos here when I get them! We took photos like every waking moment because we just love ourselves so much haha!! But I didn't take many photos cos I thought it'd be quite unnecessary to load 5 of the same photos. F5 if you're reading this quickly upload them to shutterfly!
Ms Wang's wedding tomorrow, looking forward to meeting Welco!
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