I've just finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, the 7th and final installment of the phenomenal Harry Potter series.
I still remember reading the very first book, Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone when I was in Primary 5 eight years ago, because I thought it looked pretty interesting. Little did I know, that marked the beginning of my tiny contribution to the meteoric rise in the sales of this magical book.
To be honest I can't say what's so attractive, and what keeps us so hooked and interested that someone as lazy as I am would be motivated enough to wake up at 6am to queue up for the damn book. Perhaps it's because Rowling melded fantasy and reality so well, that readers feel included into the wizarding world, and seriously all those people who don't read Harry Potter, those who are not in the know, are just pathetic muggles.
Anyhow though I am rather sad that it's the end, I'm quite glad the ending went the way it did. I suppose I would never have expected anything less of Ms Rowling.
Yay!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
2 Days More
A lot of counting down to do these days.
Nothing much to say, because well nothing much is happening in my life, except of course anticipating the End of Suffering in an office with nothing much to do except filing and other menial and hence boring activities. But the pay is good so I'll keep quiet even though I've spent most of it on food.
Next is of course the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I don't think harry will die because it will be too obvious an ending and I doubt dear Joanne Kathleen Rowling would wish to end the book in such a cliched manner, and I think Snape is a good guy because Dumbledore should and can be trusted! Ya but seriously who cares what I or anyone thinks, let's just wait for the damn book to arrive!!
And of course today's Wednesday, 17th July, and I am officially 6 weeks away from flying off. Need to settle my packing list and other little details like my summer reading and stuff even though information about my room mate has not arrived, but I'm really excited! People ask me why I'm excited and I honestly don't know how to answer that question. How can someone who's about to start life halfway round the earth not be excited???
Why do I always have nothing funny to say on my blog? Odd.
Nothing much to say, because well nothing much is happening in my life, except of course anticipating the End of Suffering in an office with nothing much to do except filing and other menial and hence boring activities. But the pay is good so I'll keep quiet even though I've spent most of it on food.
Next is of course the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I don't think harry will die because it will be too obvious an ending and I doubt dear Joanne Kathleen Rowling would wish to end the book in such a cliched manner, and I think Snape is a good guy because Dumbledore should and can be trusted! Ya but seriously who cares what I or anyone thinks, let's just wait for the damn book to arrive!!
And of course today's Wednesday, 17th July, and I am officially 6 weeks away from flying off. Need to settle my packing list and other little details like my summer reading and stuff even though information about my room mate has not arrived, but I'm really excited! People ask me why I'm excited and I honestly don't know how to answer that question. How can someone who's about to start life halfway round the earth not be excited???
Why do I always have nothing funny to say on my blog? Odd.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Aftermath
I've been trying to find a new blogskin to spice up my otherwise stagnant and exciting-as-tap-water life, but I can't find anything suitable.
I have two weeks more, and believe me I AM counting down. In the meantime PLEASE contact me if you have an hour or two to spare because I'd love to have some comapny in the busy CBD.
It's ironic how there are throngs of people everywhere in those few streets, but everyone's just as lonely. You can't walk to anywhere during lunchtime without having to dodge perhaps a young man in a G2000 suit, or bumping into a middle-aged secretary-type lady with her lunch buddy by her side, but you can detect that shred of longing in their faces. Longing for what, I do not know.
It's the same when everyone starts and/or ends work. People enter the MRT, buses, elevators with a blank look on their faces. Some read, the younger ones plug in their iPods, but most of them just stare into space, perhaps thinking about which restaurant they should visit tonight with their boyfriends, or wondering how their kids are doing in school. Glance at them and they will smile automatically back with a gentle nod of acknowledgement. Everyone's friendly to know your name, perhaps where you're from or where you're going, and yet distant enough to avoid anything private. It's as if all of these executives have been given a handbook when they started work about CBD ettiquette, and all of them have had every rule memorised to the T.
A very interesting experience this has been, not a very pleasant one for me because I can't stand sitting down for too long, but I know more about office life at least. Colleagues have been exceedingly kind and patient as well.
But let's just say if I were George Orwell, I'd have plenty to add to my great novels now.
Or maybe it's just me.
I have two weeks more, and believe me I AM counting down. In the meantime PLEASE contact me if you have an hour or two to spare because I'd love to have some comapny in the busy CBD.
It's ironic how there are throngs of people everywhere in those few streets, but everyone's just as lonely. You can't walk to anywhere during lunchtime without having to dodge perhaps a young man in a G2000 suit, or bumping into a middle-aged secretary-type lady with her lunch buddy by her side, but you can detect that shred of longing in their faces. Longing for what, I do not know.
It's the same when everyone starts and/or ends work. People enter the MRT, buses, elevators with a blank look on their faces. Some read, the younger ones plug in their iPods, but most of them just stare into space, perhaps thinking about which restaurant they should visit tonight with their boyfriends, or wondering how their kids are doing in school. Glance at them and they will smile automatically back with a gentle nod of acknowledgement. Everyone's friendly to know your name, perhaps where you're from or where you're going, and yet distant enough to avoid anything private. It's as if all of these executives have been given a handbook when they started work about CBD ettiquette, and all of them have had every rule memorised to the T.
A very interesting experience this has been, not a very pleasant one for me because I can't stand sitting down for too long, but I know more about office life at least. Colleagues have been exceedingly kind and patient as well.
But let's just say if I were George Orwell, I'd have plenty to add to my great novels now.
Or maybe it's just me.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Bye Bye Nat
This week has been Bye Bye Nat week.
Bye Bye Nat started officially on Wednesday with a dinner at this steak and seafood restaurant near Thomson. It was quite a bittersweet experience, as we recollected our five years together as F5, laughed about those funny and stupid things we used to do school and in JC and as Bea started to tear mid-way. Incidentally, there was a group of five or six old ladies in the table next door celebrating a friend's birthday. I wonder we'd be like that 40 years down the road, but Ass said "hope not" because the didn't look very good. It's unbelievable how shallow that woman can be.
Bye Bye Nat part II took place on Sat at her place. She invited a whole lot of people (like around 30-40) almost all of whom were AC people, so frankly I felt quite out of place but I did a bit of socialising. Thank God people like Ass, Meixi, Clare, MEGAN BARKER, aliya etc (E had dance and Bea was in China) were there, so there was still the MG group to chat with.
Bye Bye Nat part III took place at Changi Airport obviously. We gave Nat a book of photos mostly comprising of unglamorous photos (there are PLENTY) and our notes and everything. We didn't cry, surprisingly, but it was pretty heartbreaking to see Nat's grandmother cry.
It's quite unbelievable that Nat, who has just boarded her plane to Melbourne as I type this, is gone. Just like that, a part of me has just flown away hahaha.
Hope she has a great time in Melbourne, and seriously, thank God for skype and email.
Bye Bye Nat started officially on Wednesday with a dinner at this steak and seafood restaurant near Thomson. It was quite a bittersweet experience, as we recollected our five years together as F5, laughed about those funny and stupid things we used to do school and in JC and as Bea started to tear mid-way. Incidentally, there was a group of five or six old ladies in the table next door celebrating a friend's birthday. I wonder we'd be like that 40 years down the road, but Ass said "hope not" because the didn't look very good. It's unbelievable how shallow that woman can be.
Bye Bye Nat part II took place on Sat at her place. She invited a whole lot of people (like around 30-40) almost all of whom were AC people, so frankly I felt quite out of place but I did a bit of socialising. Thank God people like Ass, Meixi, Clare, MEGAN BARKER, aliya etc (E had dance and Bea was in China) were there, so there was still the MG group to chat with.
Bye Bye Nat part III took place at Changi Airport obviously. We gave Nat a book of photos mostly comprising of unglamorous photos (there are PLENTY) and our notes and everything. We didn't cry, surprisingly, but it was pretty heartbreaking to see Nat's grandmother cry.
It's quite unbelievable that Nat, who has just boarded her plane to Melbourne as I type this, is gone. Just like that, a part of me has just flown away hahaha.
Hope she has a great time in Melbourne, and seriously, thank God for skype and email.
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