Sunday, May 17, 2009 / 11:51 PM
byebye teenage life Well mixed feelings actually. 20 is a rather not here not there age, but still it signifies a transition. A change. And of course turning 21 is more monumental but i shall leave that for next year. I wanna make it a blast! Memorable too. Meaningful and lots of love. So i guess there has got to be some sort of explanation to me being so melancholic suddenly. Could possibly be due to the moon or just hormones. OH WELL. I had the best birthday celebration with me ex-classmates ever today. It was really awesome and i never felt so much love and gay-ness before (pun unintended). It was a mad day of rushing here and there, since i had an event to host at Tampines Mall for NUS Science Club's Science Volunteer Corp (SVC) with their ALIVE 2009. It was real fun, despite the turnout rate. I really enjoyed watching the performances, especially the wheelchair dance by D Passion. They ROCK MAN. WHOO!!! Got myself a nice balloon art sculpted by a very talented balloon sculptor at the event for free (so nice!) and it was fab, although one of the balloons burst when i was on the taxi heading towards Raffles City Shopping Centre. Shocked the taxi driver and myself heh. MAD RUSH I TELL YOU. After hosting ALIVE and taking photos, hanging around a little i hopped on a cab to meet the peeps. Had dinner at Shokudo, and it was great although i didn't have much appetite. Wonder if it was due to the long day or were the food too salty. Had the presents and all and the cake and we headed to Harry's at Esplanade for some drinks and small talk and games. Then headed home, took 106 with Jodee. Seriously, thanks to Diana that i was able to have such a wonderful birthday celebration. She is in the midst of exams yet still managed to plan this so well! KUDOS! Big thank yous to all the people who turned up: Candice, Wingki, Jie Ying, Hafidz, Jonas, Yuan Ruo, Alvin, Melody, Benjamin, Jodee, Diana, Wei Shun :D I LOVE YOU ALL! THANK YOU!!! Labels: friends, life, turning 20 |
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Saturday, April 11, 2009 / 1:36 PM
EXAM STRESS part a RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I don't know what to say and how to react! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? Just what is wrong with me? Why can't i achieve things just like OTHERS? I feel like i am left behind the paper chase, and this scares me A LOT. What can i do? How do i help myself? -.- With my nervous fidgeting, i decided it was high time i get a cupcake. Or maybe two. ![]() And exams are cominggggg. But i don't feel confident and there is a blight in my head. To quote Randy Pausch, brick walls are not there for nothing. If you really want it, you'll find a way through them. HANG IN THERE! Labels: cupcakes, life, school |
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Wednesday, April 08, 2009 / 11:06 PM
lonely road, take me home I have had an unhappy situation. It wasn't something particularly memorable, not something that one would wish that it would happen. Oh well, you just cannot predict things sometimes. You win some, you lose some. So i drove back with a heavy heart and somehow i took the wrong expressway. Perhaps i was so preoccupied with my thoughts that i did not really pay attention to where i was driving, and i was already on the expressway. Blessing in disguise? I don't know. Since i was already on the wrong road, i just continued driving. Went all the way to Changi Airport and had my dinner at McDonalds. Saw this really happy family sitting in front of me. So adorable, so touching. As far as i can gather, they were sending off the father, and the children suggested to have dinner at McDonalds. It put a smile on my face seeing how bubbly the children were, and the way they ate their ice cream and fries. Lots of laughter emanating from the table, and sought to chase my dark clouds away. Well, they left happily, so i continued sitting at my seat finishing my food. Read a few pages of In the Castle of My Skin, read some Adler's paper, wrote some stuff and then proceeded to walk around Changi Airport. I was at Terminal 2, the arrival hall. Saw so many people coming out of the gates, pushing their trolleys and waiting for taxis. Tour guides, tourists, Singaporeans coming home... Kinda made me wanna be an air stewardess. Haha, flying around the world and meeting all sorts of people. Seeing things differently. Then i sat down at one of the seats and closed my eyes. Fell asleep for a while and then woke up and headed for my car. AND IT WAS 8PM ALREADY. Not feeling well too. THEN THEN THEN on my way back I WAS SOOOOOOOO SLEEPY!HAHAHAHAHA... I veered off lane for a while, and the way back from Changi Airport was so terribly long so i did doze off... BUT I AM OKAYYYY SINCE I AM BLOGGING NOW HAHAHA. SOOOOOOO, to keep myself awake i kept talking to myself, reciting what i remember from Sociology of Family about mate selection, normal family ideology and then i realise i don't remember much..XD And it seems like it is going to rain soon. Can totally smell the air. Love this sort of smell :D Exams are in less than 3 weeks and i haven't started revision. This sem is baaaaaaaaaaaaaad. Gosh, I really need some reinforcements and STRENGTH. Labels: driving, life, problems, school |
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Thursday, February 12, 2009 / 4:54 PM
blah life Funny how it seems that some people react to certain things. And i am not going to resort to posting nude pictures of me or creating tension by commenting on certain issues so as to attract more people to view my blog. I guess it is also good that my blog is relatively off the radar so not many people will read it anyway. Hmm. So what is the point in putting up a blog when no one reads it anyway? Well i enjoy typing. It is a different kind of feeling typing and writing my diary. I still write my diary, and it is kept nicely in one of my drawers. Typing just feels different. A different kind of persona, a different sound, a different texture and a different feeling. Somehow writing has become an enjoyment more than a chore. But of course, term papers are another matter altogether. Listening to the song Honey and the Moon. A kind of feeling that i would like to have for life. People that came too soon, people who never appear. Occurrences that shakes one out of their comfort zone. It feels as if there has to be more than life than just the simple going through of daily activities and all, making sure one is in and not out. Not losing track of oneself and not going into a downward spiral. It is as if there is a need to stay sane all the time. We have to operate within moral boundaries and never flout the rules. Why can't we all just run away, tonight? Talk as if you have the ears of everyone. Sing as if you are the superstar. Dance like you are the dancing queen. Write like there is no tomorrow. Of course, such incoherence can be attributed to the extreme heat or the endless drudgery. Ain't that difficult to become the bowler man, but no one bothers when you suddenly disappear from the face of the earth. And thus i continue to ramble. There are too many things in this life that i want to do and wish i have done. But sadly there are always restraints. I am not allowed this and not permitted that. I mustn't do this because there could be repercussions of the negative kind. Such a waste to always turn, and look behind and faltering in the chosen path. When i was young i wished i was a movie star or a superstar. Someone who could dress up in pretty clothes, wear nice makeup, be another character, live out a dream, travel to places, meet new people and new experiences. The privileges and the glamour, and the perks and all of having to be able to be someone loved and wanted by all. To be able to act in movies and live out another character in clothes, behaviour and all. Touch everyone with my acting or singing and then be able to make a difference. But of course such dreams perish with the onset of maturity and puberty. Just like how so many kids fail to hear the ring of the bell and no one believes in Santa Claus when they grow up. Everyone wants to be recognised and cherished and appreciated. But when such expectations fall short one needs an outlet to be able to channel out the angst and regret and unhappiness. WHY ARE THINGS LIKE THAT? Hell man. I feel like a lunatic trying so hard not to tear apart my mask. Goodness, to all out there living with a facade due to circumstances i high five you. Perhaps i am feeling so emo because i am listening to the OC soundtrack. Nothing uplifting at all. I NEED A SWEET ESCAPE. Labels: life |
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Tuesday, January 27, 2009 / 11:38 PM
HAPPY CNY! Oh i start school tmr! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Terrible. Gonna start radiopulze training tmr. Kind of freaked out and feeling super scared after looking at the training schedule.PHWOAR. Lots of new stuff to learn and skills to master, on top of having to navigate tasks and etc. Yikes i am actually quite nervous. Natural worrier i guess. And i figured i should not hanker after the impossible. Hehe it is best to remain in my place and do what i am supposed to do, live my life to the fullest and enjoy everything and everyone around me. Even if i dream the impossible, sometimes it is just not enough to materialise it. Even if i think about it all day and all night, some things are not meant to be, never will happen and are only in the state of the mind. Just like how Pecola yearns for blue eyes, she never gets them but ends up insane because of this obsession. I hope i don't tip over the edge too. Let me withdraw my hesitating foot. And i really enjoyed my chu er today at Z's place. So nice, so cute and so hilarious! Haha we had an awesome time making silly videos, videos that should NEVER BE LEAKED OUT. Haha but honestly even if it was uploaded to Youtube i couldn't care less. It'll give the viewers a good laugh and perhaps some evil comments. WHOO. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Gonna brace up! Labels: life, people, school, videos |
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Friday, December 19, 2008 / 4:52 PM
falling sick I finally feel stronger and better today to even sit in front of my laptop and do some updates. Not like anyone cares but oh well i do. Whatever then. The past 2 days have been hellish. I don't know what happened to me but i felt really uncomfortable since Monday. Stuffy feeling in my chest and a queer feeling in my throat. Kind of ignored it and thought that i'll be better with more sleep and water. Caught Twillight with Samo and ate pretty much of junk food. I TOTALLY DEVOURED ONE THIRD OF A BOTTLE OF KIMCHI IN ONE NIGHT. Ate lots of spicy food in fact. Couldn't resist the temptation. On Wed i had to go for an interview. After the interview i was already feeling super under the weather. So i headed down to WCP for some soup and rice and coke+ salt to make myself feel better. Thought of seeing the doctor but it only re-opens at 3pm so i drove home to take a nap first. Chatted with people online, went through my emails and then i couldn't take it anymore. It felt so terrible, and my whole body was aching and i felt so cold although the sun was blazing hot. So i left for the doc and bumped into my mom at the lift lobby so we went to clementi central tog. I went to see the doc and she went to get groceries. I was shivering like mad at the doctor's and luckily there weren't too many patients so i didn't have to wait for long. Got my medicine and went to meet mom and drove back. Once i got home i flung myself to bed and took some medicine and commanded myself to sleep despite that my back felt really sore and my body was heating up. Man it felt so disastrous. I took my temperature and it just kept going up everytime i take it! Evil. And the area i created on my bed with my body temperature is like an oven. If i took away the blanket, i feel cold. If i put it on, it gets burning hot. GRRRRRRRR. And i kept downing water and went to the toilet to flush out the toxins and all. And i had weird dreams that were surreal and out of the world. I cannot even recall what were my dreams. Then i had to lug myself out of the bed for dinner and every swallow of rice and soup is ultra painful to my throat. No appetite. Then i lay on our leather couch and covered myself with shawls and sweaters and managed to perspire quite a bit. My eyes stang and my skin tingled. Then washed up and went to bed and i kept waking up the whole night. Sometimes i would wake up and the sky is still dark, sometimes you can hear cars moving and motorcycles gearing to go, and sometimes the sun is in your face. Till now i am still recuperating. Trying hard to recover and rest more, although i don't really know what led to this bout of illness and extremely high fever. Freaked me out totally. Now i just feel weak and i cannot really talk without sounding raspy. And my nose is like an open tap. UGH I DON'T LIKE BEING SICK! Honestly, being sick is the most terrible thing in the world. It beats falling out of love, getting lousy grades, becoming fat, losing hair, falling down, getting betrayed or neglected by friends or what so ever scenarios that you can figure.Health is of utmost importance. And family is something that stays with you for life, whether you like it or not. Friends and boyfriends may not necessarily stay for life, although there could possibly be exceptions. BAHHHH. I have an insane craving for tom yum soup, dark chocolates, truffles, Wagyu beef and steam boat right now~~~~~~~ I WANNA EAT NICE FOOOOOOOD!!! and i totally need an overhaul right now. |
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Sunday, December 14, 2008 / 2:48 PM
life talk I had a really great talk on Friday with a friend at Vivo. We had a really nice dinner and then proceeded to the open area to talk and catch up over ben and jerry's ice cream. It has been a while that i could talk to someone at this level since university started, and sometimes it's quite upsetting to not be able to find people who you can have a heart to heart talk with. Sometimes you just cannot click with that person no matter how much you wish you could. And sometimes you end up with a battered soul and a broken heart. We talked about our futures, what were we supposed to major and all. Honestly, she was right. We are talking about this and planning and discussing BECAUSE we care and are concerned about our futures. There are people out there who do not seem to care much because they choose to take it as it comes or they already have a path meted for them. Sing, dance, eat, party... some people can just enjoy life because they do not have to worry about it at all. They have a strong family to fall back on and they know that they will be fine anyhow. Sometimes i wonder how would it have been like if i had taken that path instead of this? Like if i was born in a different family how would i have turned out? Some people have it easy. They start 5 metres ahead of the starting line because they were born in influential and good families. Or they had some inherent talent that came with them and they are just better than others in so many ways. Having the upper hand, it is hard not to be condescending and self-righteous. At times, such talent makes them bossy, arrogant and blind. They choose to mix with a certain crowd to boost their popularity and confidence, while at the same time despise those who are not of the same category. And then there are the underdogs, who strive hard for their academic results and do their best to survive and adapt to this unequal world. But of course there are hybrids, people who are not here nor there. They are a little bit of this and a little bit of that. Confused? Angry? Betrayed? Upset? Social inequalities will always be around no matter how much we champion for our rights. Nothing is ever fair, regardless of how we complain and moan about it. It just never will be. And then all our uncertainties and fears will never be confirmed until they are realised and manifested in consequences and results. As i was telling my friend, we are all like little boats in the sea. Vast and borderless sea. We go where the tides and waves and wind may push us to, but at the meantime we try to steer ourselves in the right direction. However, we see no land ahead of us for now, so we cannot be sure of where will we end up. So what we can really do now is to just go with the flow, and keep our sight on the goal, the goal that we hope for. And while we all strive hard, sometimes it is essential to indulge in a form of escapism. Watching movies help to transcend us into a different world where there is a willing suspension of disbelief. Heroes are reverred, the good triumphs, lovers get reunited, the world is saved... such are typical of those who see the glass as half full. To those who see the cup to be half empty, go watch Hotel Rwanda. Or some apocalyptic movie where everyone dies and lovers separate and the world is taken over by a mysterious force and BANG its gone. I guess driving around helps too. Dancing, singing, running, eating, shopping... Do whatever it takes to make you happy without any dire consequences.
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Tuesday, December 09, 2008 / 2:07 AM
life in random thoughts ugh i cannot be bothered. I am tired emotionally, as if i have been on this tit for tat machine for too long. I cease to breathe, i get smothered. When will we ever break out of this trap? When will we ever open up our eyes and see what lies beneath the veneer of a normal life? Is this what we were supposed to have come to life for? Sometimes it takes a lot of courage and a little push in the right direction. And by right direction it means that it feels right to yourself and not to be judged with others' standards. Live instead of exist. Have we not all thought of doing something crazy or extraordinary for once in our lives? To really just ignore the weird looks cast by the majority and just break free for once. Be it getting a tattoo, going away for a trip by yourself, taking up a job that others deem "no prospects" and just do what you want and what you like. Somehow, that adventurous spirit gets hidden under the thick slabs of norms and expectations others impose on us, and these rules slowly become part of our lives as we allow them to be. We learn to conform, we learn not to break rules because we all want to be accepted and not rejected. We all have a little Jenny in us. I don't know how is it going to be like for me, but i am most certainly part of the crowd. Somehow when a part of you gets slighted for too long, it fails to restart and dazzle. When you are constantly shoved away and denied, it gets taxing in the long haul. Well, life is not really a box of chocolates. Nothing is dogmatic, especially sayings of the people. You know what you will get if you plan carefully and set out specific goals, but all you don't know is how things will turn out. And sometimes, i have to stop looking high. To not think too much of myself and learn to accept faults, or areas that fail to meet my requirements. Not to be so fickle and picky too. But damn it is not easy. I cannot make up my mind. Fail to decide. Unable to decide. And then we wish we all have a little Moby Dick in us too. Labels: life, people, situations |
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Wednesday, July 09, 2008 / 12:43 AM
just talking It really is the moon, or just the feel of the night. The velvety darkness that swirls around like a martini. Blocks of flats with dimmed lights and the distant sound of traveling cars. People on their way home at this time after long hours of work and toil, people heading home. Rooms without lights except the peaceful snores and patchwork of dreams. Here i am, sounding melancholic once again but typing away at my laptop. Not trying to sound like some depressed writer, I love writing late at night. Especially around this time. It just makes me feel like i am the only one awake, the only one yet to delve deep into the subconscious. While others are either resting their exhausted bodies, I am working mine, staying up late. I wonder how many others are just like me right now, doing their things and wondering what others may be doing too? It has been quite a year, although half of it has just passed. 2008 was a whirlwind and a year of firsts. I started doing relief teaching, and experienced many emotions and situations. Did things in a different way that i would have done as a student, said things to set things straight. I even got the chance to set the exam papers and see my name printed at the bottom of the front page. On my last day of work i got a HUGE bag of presents from my students, and i wasn't expecting anything. Brought only a small paper bag to retrieve all my stuff, but ended up borrowing an IKEA plastic carrier from a colleague to lug everything back. Felt frustration, anger, sadness and betrayal, but these only made life more eventful. Chingay was a blast for me, and i totally enjoyed myself, performing my best and having such great fun at the post Chingay party. Now NDP is finally coming, and i am really excited for it. Gonna graduate from ASD this saturday, but i am pretty sure my heart stays with all my IICs and fellow buddies and comrades forever. Seen people who are ignorant, angry, depressed, stupid, pretty, ugly, smart, thin, mean, cheerful and optimistic. Man, there are a whole lot more different kinds of people. Did some soul searching, and felt bad. Reviewed my financial records and cannot help but squirm uncomfortably at the balance. Browsed web pages and got some surprises. Like today, i didn't have a good driving lesson. The impatient and irritated tone of the female instructor almost had me to tears, but good 'ol Shuli persevered and managed to clear today's lesson. Challenges are a staple, like rice is to me. Oh i LOVE rice. Soup. Vegetables. Beef. Kimchi. Apples. Spicy food. Chicken. Magaritas. Nectarie. I'll bore you with the amount of things i can list that i really really adore and enjoy. School is starting soon, and like most of my friends I feel a little scared yet excited. I cannot wait to see how being an undergraduate is like, with the amount of studies and work (OK i sound like a geek here) and the lectures and all. Nervous about how i am going to bid (successfully) for all my modules, get along with people, meeting new people, surviving, widening my social circle, handling all the assignments... I'm scared and worried for EVERYTHING. That's just my nature, always worrying over the slightest thing and forgetting to look out. Like when i was learning how to cycle, i had the tendency to always look at the area in front of me instead of looking far. Now i know and i will. I guess there is no point thinking so much. Wasting brain cells and energy on unnecessary things. Efficiency here would be frowned upon by Adam Smith. Labels: feelings, life, people, school |
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Sunday, March 02, 2008 / 5:08 PM
leap the year Feb 29 has passed, and it was supposed to be the day where girls can propose to their boyfriends. For me, it was just any other day. Feb 29 was the day where some parents welcomed their child into this world, sealing their fates with a very special birthday. Others chose to induce labour so that their child can have a normal birthday just like everyone else. I wonder what is the significance of a leap year? The true and un-commercialised kind of meaning that our predecessors have created. It is said that a leap year is only a leap year when it can be divided by 100 and 400 years. There is this whole romantic feeling this week, maybe due to the movie The Leap Years. I really wanted to catch it, but so far i have not. It seems like the conventional tear-jerker genre yet with a beautiful and melancholic storyline. Waiting to see if your heart was right for 24 years? I don't know if i am like Li-Ann, the protagonist of the movie. It all seems so sweet and lovely. Something out of the pages of a dreamy love story, which was written by Catherine Lim. Hmm... sounds good. Anyway, i have been feeling melancholic too. Something is pulling me down and i try to raise myself up again. Added responsibilities and workload makes me a little breathless, and i shudder at the thought of having to deal with so many things. I am just glad that next week will be the school March holidays, so i can recuperate and perhaps sit in solitude and think things through. No wonder so many urbanites crave to get out if Singapore and chose to reside overseas instead. Read the papers this morning and realised that many Singaporeans who chose to live overseas mostly have the same rationale: our society is too intolerant of mistakes and moves too fast. You never get spared from a typo error. You never get forgiven if you blundered. On the surface, everything seems peachy and rosy. But we are all too sure about how we will end up if we fall short of expectations. That is indeed a scary thought. If i ever have a chance to venture abroad, i would choose Australia. Perhaps the US too. To live a life way different from the model life that we have all been living since the day we arrived in this world. It is a nice dream to have, but it wil definitely take a lot to realise it. Before i get carried away, i guess it is ok to live within our means. To eat what we can, say what we can and live the way we can. Labels: life |
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Tuesday, December 25, 2007 / 4:24 PM
festive season without the mistletoe MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Today is christmas but i don't really have any plans. Guess i will be trying to get myself to do some spring cleaning for my room. Realised that many people have gone overseas for holidays, be it neighbouring countries or even further out. But poor shuli has only gone to malacca this year. And it was only a day trip that lasted 5 hours. Sigh sigh sigh, shuli wished she had done some travelling before she gets thrown into the rat race when the new year comes. Ha. I am so envious that i am now talking about myself in third person. My life has been boring these days, feel that nothing much is going on except for the twice-a-week Chingay trainings and also the visits to BBDC. Did some stuffs and now my BTT is pushed to Feb. ARGH!!! Dun wanna talk about that. Makes me wanna slap myself real hard. The Christmas BBQ at CSC on Sunday was really nice. Had a great gathering with all the swiss peeps over food. Glad that most people came, although i wished the six chicks were all present. Haha! It was just really heartwarming cos we all had so much to talk about and just kept the laughter going. Saw some people whom i had not seen in ages, so it was all nice. Had a rather entertaining ride home with Brandon driving. Man, this boy ah. Went clubbing with Jiyue, Michelle, Jorge, Jonas, Alvin, Candice, Diana, Yuanruo at MoS and well it was quite fun. The place was swarming with people and all i had ws this sweaty teenage girl bumping against me. Eww. But it was still fun cos i got checked out! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA~~~some guys were cute too. Then i saw girls puking all over in the toilet and men pushing each other around. Whatever. But the craziest part is when Alvin got high and went into the dancefloor with Jonas, only to come back telling us that some caucasian guy was grating himself against him. That was just gross! But oh well, wish i had stayed longer but i had to go out early morning the next day. But it was really fun and wacky going clubbing with people you love! Did lots of homevisits this week for the upcoming SD Kenshu. Met some pretty nice people and some pretty curt ones, and had some pleasant surprises too. Got to hear some comments about this guy, and i thought it was pretty apt. I guess most guys go for looks. Anyway, i would not be updating often cos well, my laptop is all cranky and i cannot go online as and when i want. So gotta start looking for a new laptop before i start work (hopefully i can get a Vaio) as a teacher. And i haven got the paperwork done yet. Well, merry christmas and a happy and a happy new year to all! jia you shuli. Labels: christmas, life, people, soka |
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Sunday, December 16, 2007 / 12:50 PM
commercialise everything Everyone wants to be healthy and lead a happy life. We have heard of so many motivational and inspirational books on how the most essential thing in life is to be HAPPY and how easy it is to achieve it by following some of the rules stipulated in those pages. Well it is kind of hard to be happy nowadays, judging by the soaring oil and food prices, health scares over contaminated chocolate cakes and now, scary people trying to sell you the latest health products that guarantee you a perfect life. This was something i heard from a relative in the business of health products. She claims that her products are so good that you can even cure cancer and all sorts of illness without seeing a doctor. The products are mostly apparel that you can wear like wristbands, scarves, pajamas, socks, tights and even normal clothes. It has been said that they adopt a technology called "Negative Ion Technology", or in my understanding simply anions. This was something i studied back in Sec 3 in Chemistry, but i had no idea it has healing properties! Apparently, this lady says that we are always in contact with positive ions all the time, be it spending time in front of our computers or simply just watching TV. She gave me an example of how we can get anions infused in our bodies so that we get healthier: standing under a waterfall. She says that is the best way where we can get natural anions inside of us so that we cleanse up our system and better improve blood circulation. But since there are no waterfalls in Singapore and it is a tad inconvenient to stand under a waterfall, we should wear her products because it is good for our healths. Wait a minute, i am getting skeptical. How can you improve your health by just wearing a piece of cloth that is said to have anions that heal? In my entire existence, i have been taught that the only way to achieve a healthy physique is regular exercise, balanced diet and also lots of laughter everyday. And i have been subscribing to that notion all this time. How dare you come and tell me something so radically different and so unbelievable? And the worst thing is that she does not have any material to back up her claims about this technology because there have been NO scientific reports nor institutions who have recognised and endorsed this technology. So you cannot really blame me for not trusting testimonials and this sort of thing. I most certainly don't wanna wear something that may be unsafe or even endanger myself. Because of my cynicism, this relative sometimes gets angry with me. But i just cannot stand her way of introducing her products to her friends and how obsessed she is. It freaks and disgusts me sometime. Still i remain skeptical and cool towards this sort of technology and for now, i refuse to give it some worth. It is just too fantastical and sounds too much like something out of a story book. Too naive and shallow. And it revolts me so much that she is pumping so much money into this line and making herself sound so good, like what she is asking you to wear will save your life and you will be eternally grateful to her wonderful recommendation. HA HA HA. What a scam. So now whenever she sees me, she keeps promoting her products and kind of coerces me to wear them. Whatever. I just try to refrain rebutting her about her "belief" and just keep quiet whenever she talks about her miraculous products which cost a whopping big stack of $50 notes. Its just crazy. Sigh... I wonder how she is managing her finances. But for now i guess i should just keep her at arm's length. *** Ok this is gonna be a super long entry but i still want to talk about this. I really wonder what teenagers are up to nowadays. Just this morning, i was reading the papers when i saw an article regarding teens and their wild partying ways. Parties that are held at home are becoming the norm, and most of these parties are held at clubhouses in condominiums and mostly catered to teens 18 and below. Booze, cigarettes and drugs are readily available and you just need to pay to use them. One teen interviewed said he even saw a boy and a girl having sex on the hallway, with all their private parts exposed in full view of "65 other party-goers". Whoa talk about "Sex on the Beach". This one is more fierce. So i got flabbergasted, and my jaw hit the table as i read the article. Then i started to recall my days when i was only 14 years old and in Secondary 2, and the most i did was to go bowling at CDANS and maybe just walk around in shopping malls like Jurong Point, Westmall, Lot 1, Causeway Point and the occasional Orchard Road trips. As for staying out, i hardly do that. The latest i returned home was 10.30pm, and that was after my weekly tuition lessons at Jurong East. Not once did i stay out late nor returned home in drunken stupor. I was no doubt, well-mannered and obedient, and stayed within the rules. Some may call that geeky and a social outcast, but i liked the way i lived my life. I didn't have to go for rave parties and down drinks after drinks. I didn't have to swallow pills nor snort plants to get "high". And most importantly, i don't make out with some guy who is drunk and obviously wants to cop a feel. I don't know about how others think, but i liked my behaviour. Well maybe its because most teens are more liberal and they think differently. Some may feel that pre-marital sex is something to be despised on, while others may have already done it several times. I still stick to my guns and principles. Even if i go to Clarke Quay with my friends, i may portray an image that i do not want, but deep down i am still conservative and still like to stay within the laws. I like to play it safe la. Then the other day when i was on the bus home from a SD meeting, i was unfortunately seated near a bunch of teenagers who were talking really loud and their conversations were interspersed with colourful language that really stung my ears. They talk like they were some triad members, saying that they will teach whoever a lesson blah blah blah. It was really stupid to hear them talk like that, and wonder why do they want to behave this way? I felt so terrible listening to the guy at the back speak on him cellphone. I mean he was literally shouting as if he owned the bus. He was talking about relationships stuffs but i cannot be bothered to listen to it. The whole time they were speaking in really fragmented English, which may be the wrath of their English teachers. They couldn't spell simple words and used really poor grammar and not to mention, their lack of vocabulary. Gosh. OK. Guess i shall not be such a busybody. It is anyone's choice to live and behave the way they want. Just hope that they can restrain themselves at times and not disturb other people. When we keep quiet about your behaviour it does not mean that we are cowards or losers who dare not castigate you. Sometimes, we just want to save ourselves trouble and effort, so we just bear with it. As young and educated individuals with a strong attitude, these youths should learn to well, manage themselves. |
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007 / 10:53 PM
fine line There is a fine line between a friend and a comrade. From now onwards i am going to ignore all the negative vibes that people emit and i will deflect all of them away. True, friends do not support you as much as comrades do. Friends have vested interests and they utilise the people around them. Conversely, comrades are self-sacrificial and they share the same life philosophy as you. They are willing to go the extra mile and they are always there to lend you their shoulders. And i have had a taste of it today. Some people just can be so helpful and amiable towards others, genuinely showing care and concern to their well-being and mental state. Some are just patronising and they do it for "face" and formalities. With that, i can feel the hemisphere above me welling up in tears and going into a winter solstice. But anyway, Teck Khiang is right. Your friends who take the a levels with you are not comrades because you do not need each other to pass the exams. They can still live on fine even if someone else fails it. So what you have to do is to persevere on, have the stand-alone spirit and tackle the A levels by the horns. I guess i will be having more me-time, trying to revise more for the imminent exams and confirm myself in this world of flux. YOU CAN DO IT, SHULI!!! |
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Monday, October 22, 2007 / 10:20 PM
downpour It is raining now. A sudden downpour. The night sky is tinged with a copper-red hue. I have always loved the rain, such a nice melodious natural song. When i was young i would always think that the deities and angels above were urinating on us, cos rainwater always tasted a little salty. Ha that was a cute thought. Sitting in front of the computer and typing this entry, my eyes just kept fleeting to the rain outside the window. I turned off my table light and now the whole room is dark, except for my computer screen and the streetlights outside. The rain is milder now, but the smell lingers in the air. It is indeed kind of strange to be typing without the lights on. Gotta figure out where are all the buttons to hit. It just seems so wondrous, such life. I am no poet or short story writer, nor am i going into bouts of philosophical shit. But today was just a challenge for me. I pulled myself out of bed early in the morning as i struggled to go to school for math consultation that lasted an hour. Tough as it may seem, it was a fine line between going to school and learn something or having an extra hour of sleep. But i managed to slap away the devil who was nudging me the other way. OK i gotta turn on the lights. It is creating quite a strain on my already bad eye sight to type in the dark. So i was in school and waited for my tutor to come. Grabbed a sandwich and gobbled it down as breakfast. Then did P&C questions and went down to the oasis to study with the peeps. Talked a little about our graduation trip, and arrived at a conclusion: WE SHALL TOUR AUSTRALIA! Then hung around for a while, studying econs and falling asleep and waking up and studying again. At around 1.20pm, the five of us marched over to Ema's Diner for a wholesome lunch with lots of gossiping and goofiness. Had a really long lunch too. Headed back to school and studied while mich and ec left. Abi, sam and me then studied for a while, and we went to see the school counselor about our problems and etc. Felt really good to have someone to listen to you and devise solutions and try to empower you. It is also heartening to know that you have friends who are by your side and are going through the same ordeal as you. Feels great to know that you are not alone in this journey, this hell of a ride. So we left the school with a brandished sword, armed with glittering armour. I am definitely gonna slay this A levels. Like how Buffy does it with gusto and dexterity. Yay. Right now, its plate tectonics and tectonic hazards dancing around me, with a cocktail of macro economics lecture notes swirling in my glass. kudos to ms ting, mr goh, ms dorothy chua, mr yeo, mr whitby,ms kavi for being so patient and helpful towards me during consultations. You people inspire me! Labels: life, school, thoughts |
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007 / 10:23 PM
older people Today was just one of the many instances where i am confronted with two old fogeys who seem to have the mentalities of toddlers. And that really sent me through the roof. You know how young children behave, they cry when they do not get what they want and sometimes pretend to cry by scrunching up their tiny faces so that you'll give in to their whims. Some fight over the most inane things, like if Classmate A used B's eraser because she couldn't find hers and B will just start castigating her and then the two break into a mini squabble. Sometimes when a kid is deprived of an opportunity to go on a ride or buy an ice cream they either throw tantrums or start giving you a "face". Well i thought that was quite common when they were children. I didn't know it spills over to middle age. Maybe its the kind of world we live in. Too much competition, too much stress and too much suspicions. We tend to over-suspect on every banal issue, like if the auntie washed her hands before preparing hor fun for you, or if the China-made garment you are wearing is fire-proof, lest you turn into a ball of fire at BBQ. Anyway, we have too much considerations ALL THE TIME. No one bothers to think SIMPLE. Or to just forgive and forget. And act like an adult instead of trying to superimpose ideas on others, when yours are OBVIOUSLY flawed. The two old fogeys happened to be related to me in a certain sort of way, but due to some reasons i shall not specify their identities. But subsequently, those who know me enough should be able to fathom who they are and even if you don't, good for you. On a fine fine evening, two old fogeys quarreled over some phone call Fogey A had made to B's relative. B is having some problem and well, the call pissed him off. It made things worse!, i quote. A didn't see what is the big deal over a phone call because she was concerned and she had wanted to know what was going on, but B had wanted to settle things by himself as he has the capacity to do so. So they squabbled, and B was furious and yelled at A to mind her own business because he does not need her "concern". After that i talked to A, and told her to perhaps step away from this issue, as B obviously wants to resolve his problems by himself. A doesn't see what is wrong with her action, and is indignant that B is so angry with her. See how adults behave over such a small matter? I thought it was silly and uncalled for, because what sort of influence would a damn call make to B's life? It was just a harmless act, and it was in the best interests of B. However, i felt that B was right to feel angry, because it seems like A is trying to pry into his business by asking others what had happened to him. It just doesn't feel good when someone seems to be so "busybody" and "kaypoh" when you just want to keep a low profile and do things your way. The thing i don't get is why are they always so hyped up about something that is so MINOR? It always has got to do with something really insignificant, like why didn't you put back the chairs properly? Why did you leave the fan on? Why didn't you ask for my permission? Why did you touch my things? Why didn't you tell me where you had gone to? Bollocks. And i get a daily dosage of them. It baffles me the way some adults think and work. Its as if their minds are in a vacuum and their egos are hung up high. They do not take you seriously, thinking that you wouldnt be able to inderstand their plight because you are "still young", "you will know it when you are married" and stuff like these. They do not bother to even consider your suggestions that may help to improve their attitudes and moods because they have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice (Chinese saying). Just preoccupied with their traditional thinking and pride, so much so that they will not condescend to listen to your views. So my stance would be to take a step backwards and watch the two "fight like dogs", quoting from a family member. After all, if two dogs don't see eye to eye with each other and always tries to bite the other's tail, there is nothing much we can do about it. Just watch them fight lah. After they are done barking at each other, they will take a rest and re-charge, and wait for the next matter that triggers off their barking mechanisms. It seems like they live to fight. And my heart always skips a beat and i feel the monstrosity of the fluttering of butterflies in my stomach whenever i hear elevated voices. But then, it is anal to be so disturbed by such silly distractions. They do nothing to help me remember more vocabulary, solve more Math problems or write excellent essays. I guess this is just life huh? There will always be the brainer and the no-brainer stuff. And if you so happen to fall for the no-brainers, pick yourself up, dust away the mediocrity and be jocose. You only get to live once, so make the full use of it man. And as i am brushing away the dirt from my clothes, it is time to dive back into my books. To fit into the middle echelons of my 1989 batch, the endless consultations, brain-frying and drooling at my desk is totally WORTH IT. This also goes out to all who have yet to add me on Facebook: ADD ME NOW! |
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Tuesday, October 02, 2007 / 11:09 PM
wise up It has been a tumultuous week and i shudder to think of the road ahead of me. I've never cried so much and felt so much pain and anger ever since the o levels, and i guess this was a wake-up call for my complacent and stupid self. Strictly speaking, i failed Econs, Math and GP. How sucky can things get? Failing GP= DYING. And i just couldnt help it but to cry after i saw my essay score because it was the LOWEST i have ever gotten. It was plain revolting and upsetting. I was expecting myself to not do that well for essay but in my wildest dreams i had never expected the score to be THIS bad. I just cant control myself and just cried in LT5. My tutor was just in front of me, trying to find out what happened and tried to comfort me a little. But hey man, i'm still immensely shocked and overwhelmed, and i just hated myself so much for not writing a good essay and scoring such ghastly marks. I'm angry and upset! But after what my tutor and brothers said to me, i shouldn't be weighed down by the prelims and the kind of results i have gotten. I should now focus on how to improve my game and get a much better grade at the A levels! I was crying so hard and feeling so terrible because i didn't read up on my content. I had superficial examples. All based on Singapore. How screwed can i get? I should be so lucky that i hadn't got let off with a single-digit score. But still it sucks to fail, especially a subject like GP that i didn't use to have so much problems with. Man, i feel really helpless and alone. It sucks to fight the demons by yourself. And i have learnt a valuable lesson in this 2 weeks, and that your friends around you may not exactly be there for you whenever you need help or simply comfort. People around me are okay, sometimes funny sometimes silly. I've never had much grouches. They are okay, but maybe they treat me as an arm-length kind of friend, so the relationship was not strong and close enough. A friend enlightened me when i complained about the lack of support i'm receiving from my friends: Treat it as a life lesson. It is at this point in time that you now who are the ones who truly care for you and will be always ready to help you, versus those who merely stick around you for gains and scatter when you ask for any help. It was a worthy life lesson learned. And i thank my friend who so succinctly analysed my problem and gave me practical and valuable advice. That really picked me up after such a bad and down day. This event most certainly served as a fantastic filtering system. Really tired now. Lessons everyday. I am just beat. And my eyes are so dry. Have been dozing off the entire day majority of the day. Just tired and beat. Gotta go. Just exhausted.zzzZZzZz |
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