Go David!

Yay David Cook won... I already knew that before watching the result show because the office people were talking about it. A little annoying, but the announcement of the result was still...satisfying? Because of the atmosphere, sparks and confetti etc etc.. The "winning song" sounded good. And I LOVE his cream/white guitar during his solo (rock) song somewhere in the middle of the show. And I love the song. I want that guitar...



Man, the youtube people are really efficient..


Maybe because I already knew the result so the show felt like a concert to me. Oh, I forgot about Bo Bice yesterday. Saw him in the audience in the result show just now. I didn't watch his season but I saw the finale and I prefered him to Carrie Underwood, who won and sang just now. Do you know what she said after she won? I read in the papers (or somewhere) that she said she was going to do country music because people who listen to country music are nice. Ok, what? That sounds like bull*bleep*. Are her songs now country music? Because I don't really know that genre. But she did sound rather country in her song just now. I have nothing against country music or her but that statement is just stupid. When was the last time Kelly Clarkson sang at American Idol? I think this is the first time the person I rooted for won. Woohoo! Ha.. I'm such a jinx.

After DC was announced the winner and there were several close-ups of him, only then did I notice that his facial hair was kinda funky. Ha.. He had a thicker goatee and a less dense stubble so there was more ...dimension? I think it's the first time I noticed that style of facial hair. Nice. I'm so looking forward to his album!

David vs. David

Just watched the finale of American Idol. Disappointed with Cook's performances. Wasn't wowed at all. And it wasn't even because I had high expectations. Usually I just listen to him and the feeling wells up. Not for all his songs though, because he's not that perfect. Ha.. I don't mind at all the other David winning this. Achuleta? He was really much better today. He can really sing. I think Cook is better at incredible arrangements of music. He was strangely lacklustre today. I'm sure everybody was expecting much more from him. I think my favourite was the second song. If it's based purely on today's performances Archuleta should win but it doesn't seem fair to award the title based on just one night right? I think the boy is good but I can't stand looking at him when he's not singing. His mouth keeps opening and closing. Kinda annoying. =P But he's great when singing of course. I don't think winning the title is important anyway. They can still have great careers after this.

Ruben Studdard sang at the end of the show and the song was quite nice, erm, better than Fantasia's strange performance the other time.. She was so out of shape. Ruben surprisingly looked almost exactly the same as I remembered. Didn't lose or put on any weight at all. Quite incredible. Ha.. I don't really remember any of his songs on radio though. I remember songs by Clay Aiken, the girl who sang Eighth Wonder or something, Kelly Clarkson (of course), Daughtry (of course), Carrie Underwood, Jordin Spark and nobody else except for those I didn't know were in American Idol or whom I can't recall right now.

I hope tomorrow's result show would be fantastic. I don't mind either winning so I'm just looking forward to all the performances. Not to the lame jokes and annoying incessant screaming when people are trying to talk..

Beware of affectionate cats

So I was feeding the office cat and it was circling and rubbing itself on me. And then I looked down and there was so much white hair on my black pants! Few weeks ago dooce was saying her dog was shedding tonnes of hair. I see cats do that too. Damn shedding season. Don't know if the cat is using me to get rid of all that extra hair.. It's the slimmer, whiter cat, by the way. The other one only meows at me when it wants to eat. Didn't see it just now. The whiter cat is very cute and greedy for treats.. I managed to lure it down to the basement where I work just now. Ha.. It eats the cat food when it's hungry but will always eat the treats. That disgusting-smelling liver-flavoured treats. It keeps meowing at me, with those big cute cat eyes à la Puss-in-Boots, after eating the cat food, even when there's still some left. If I mix the treats with the cat food it'll still only eat the treats. Remind you of anyone? Ha.. Must remember to bring my camera to take photos before I leave the place.

BRB

I'm in the process of changing my blog ...stuff.. so some stuff will be missing for awhile..

COOK

The result show for American Idol is showing on TV now.. So exciting! Ha.. I only started watching from Idol Gives Back. I was so impressed when David Cook turned Mariah Carrey's Always be my baby into a rock song. Frigging cool man. Wow. So obviously he's my favourite. He reminds me of Daughtry though. I'm hoping it's a David vs. David final. But I think Cook should win it. He turns everything into rock songs. Ha.. I like how he transforms songs. And I love the orchestra plus rock music. So GRANDEUR. Like being on top of the world. It's exhilarating. I get sort of that feeling performing in band concerts/competitions/etc. It's scary to see so many people, but really exciting. Being on stage singing alone must be a GAZILLION times that rush. Millions of people in front of you, a whole orchestra behind, the lights, darkness everywhere else.. I think I would faint. Ha..

I think my last post about teaching at that krn enrichment centre place was eaten up by my laptop. Anyway, yesterday I went again and the first class was one of the two boys who were...moved away because one of them wouldn't cooperate with me. *bleepbleepbleep*, my first lesson and they gave me him. Before the lesson the principal even told me only he can handle the boy. And then laughed. -.-" At least it was a sort of worried laugh. Anyway yesterday it was the other boy alone and it was so much better. There was supposed to be another girl but she didn't turn up. At first I didn't say much so we were just doing work but then he finished all his work in half an hour and I was a bit stunned. So I started to talk rubbish and ask him to spell stuff. Ha.. He was so happy he thought he could leave early but somebody brought him the next lesson's work to do. Thankfully he was guai enough to half=play and half-do his work and I just let him take his time because it's extra work anyway. And then, he found a yellow rubber band on the table and started playing with it, ie. pulled and aimed at me. I used my jacket to shield and he found that very amusing.. Oh, that extra worksheet was on silent 'e' and the first word was cute. I asked him if he knew the meaning and who was cute and he pointed at me. Haha.. I just said thank you. Ha.. And in the middle of doing the worksheet I suddenly remember the rubber band and wondered where it was. Guess where it was? In his mouth. He was chewing it. Right. Do all krn kids like to put things in their mouths? The last week the boy with him kept biting his pencil and in the next class the boy ate paper last week and the girl tasted staplets and said it was spicy. Is this a krn thing?? I've eaten paper when I was that age so I guess that's not very weird. It's the most edible thing amongst the four. Anyway the rubber-band-chewing boy said krn rubber bands are yellow and Singapore rubber bands are red. I asked him what about green ones and he said there are no green rubber bands so I'm going to bring next week to show him. Ha..

Now, to the ugly part. After that boy's class were this boy and girl whom I taught last week too. Last week was already quite chaotic but this week was hell. They not only just ran all over the room and screamed, they were climbing all over me as well. I had to get really pissed off before they would sit down and do their work. The girl came earlier and was very intrigued by my adidas watch so I just let her play with it but she kept saying she wanted it and wouldn't give it back. Excuse me, this is a watch, not an eraser.. She hogged it till the boy got it away from her and gave me back. So guai. He's a hyper monkey but at least he's more serious in his work when he settles down. That girl's file had a teacher's comment saying don't bother to clarify her mistakes. It doesn't help that the boy keeps telling her the right answers. Last week I was wearing a shirt with Mickey Mouse and she said she likes Minnie because she's a girl so she likes girls and asked me if I like boy or girl. I said I like boys and girls. Haha.. Such a clever answer! Ha.. But she said can only choose one and I can tell she's the kind who wants her way so I just said girls. Ok I should stop complaining about her. She's not that bad all the time.

Oh, the boy from the previous class saw my pencil and wanted to exchange with me too. He said his pencil was for girls. It had polka-dots/spots/circles, retro-ish. But my pencil, which I don't think most of you have seen, isn't that erm, ungirlish.. It's got dogs and a ball. But it's black and white so less girlish than his spotty pencil ba. But he is obviously ahem, less spoilt. =P I just told him the pencil has french words and I know french. Don't think he really got that though. Guess he just wasn't serious. And the pencil does have french words. "lundi et mardi", which is monday and tuesday. It also says something promenade..

Ok, shall end here. Got a cold again. Tata!

I just realised I have a missing post from yesterday. And it was a long post too! Damn it! Can't wait for the PC Show in June. Still a whole month away. This stupid laptop better not eat up anything of mine again. When I get a new laptop I want to change this blogskin. Don't trust what I see on this laptop. Anyway the numbers are the spots on the Million Blog List where these people are experimenting to see how long it'll take for 1 million blogs to list themselves. So do put your blog in the list if you have a blog. Just for fun. Good deed of the day. Shall blog again tomorrow. Ciao..

#1401

Turns out I was number 1401 on the Million Blog List. Something wrong with something I guess. Either the website or the computers I touch. When I checked at the office there were two #1401 but I was in the right section and the other wasn't. I think I could have gotten the spot if I tried early in the morning. Oh well.

Anyway, this season of Survivor is the WORST one yet. It's so annoying to watch! Everytime I think it couldn't get worse, what do you know? Whoever wins now I'll be damn pissed off. Do you know what happened today? Of course I'm going to assume you didn't and I do think you probably don't watch it but I don't care. This stupid guy Erik won immunity and then the 4 girls spin this story that he has to give his immunity to this other girl for them to trust him again and to win the jury's favour. And he did! My God! What is wrong with you??? There is only one last immunity challenge left and you've won the last...few. The girls are obviously not even that good at challenges, compared to you. You had such a high chance of getting into the finals and the girls were doing tonnes of strategising and screwed so many people you really had a REALLY good shot at winning! What is wrong with you??! Argh! If Cirie wins the million I'm going to be super pissed off. If I didn't dislike her as much as I do, I might actually think she's been making rather smart moves, with her smart mouth. However, I can't stand her. Every person I rooted for in this season got voted off. I'm such a jinx. But I'm so glad Ozzy got voted off. Ha.. That bastard was so arrogant.

lepinluee2 said...

Cuteness wins.

I doubt that this is why Cirie is still in the game and Erik and Ozzy are not but hey .... there's no accounting for taste ....

via this message board. So frigging funny. Ha.. Fine, I'm evil..

#1399

Eh I decided that 1399 is a nice enough number for me. Ha.. Shall check tomorrow morn to see if I could have gotten the 1404 spot.

I've been watching That 70's Show on youtube and megavideo for the last 2 weeks or so. It's so funny. I've watched half of season 1, all of 4, 5 and 6 and just starting on season 7. I'm hoping people will upload seasons 1 to 3.. Last night I watched the Final Goodbye special episode for the taping of the very last episode after 8 seasons - 8 years. It was so sad. I was crying. Boohoo. I think the show was better than Friends. Even though season 8 was quite bad because 2 main characters left for movie roles. It just shows how sad growing up is.

Season 4: An Eric Forman Christmas

Bob: If I had mistletoe I'd kiss you.
Red: If I had mistle-foot, it'll be in your ass.
13:04-14:35

I love Red's foot-in-the-ass remarks and especially how he laughs at how innovative he thinks he is. Hahaha..

My favourite character:



Ok, that might not be very funny if you don't watch the show..

I know I wanted to post every day of the month but I got sick the whole week and I can't be bothered to make up the posts for the whole week so..too bad. This might be the longest I've been sick for so long. Since chicken pox? Something else happened over the week too but I think it's sort of ok now. Life still sucks tho. So, I wouldn't mind dying. Except I have to pay my study loans first and leave money for family etc. Did I mention life sucks?

Meteorite from Ye on Vimeo.

We took this ride at the St Nicks fair-thingy. The beginning of this clip is at the peak, where it's 180 degrees. The girls were shouting cheers before I took the clip. Too bad I missed it. The ride didn't have any safety straps or anything. It merely depended on the concentric force that just pushes you on your back. There was some cushioning behind and bars for you to grab. At the beginning (90 degrees) it wasn't scary and quite fun actually. People were just screaming for fun. But the ride was quite long so I got tired of screaming. Ha.. But then when it got to 180 degrees it was quite scary! I was erm, whimpering.. I was afraid that I would be that person who got injured in an amusement ride. Because my hands were just grabbing the bars at my sides, arms parallel to my body, as opposed to 90 degrees, so I could feel my hands slipping and I had to use my elbows to brace myself. When the ride was finished my arms were aching. And we all felt giddy and sick. Ha.. Before we got on the ride I saw this angmoh blonde girl getting off and I commented that she looks sick. The ride was really quite long, and nauseating. =P At least the ride wasn't lame so I don't feel I wasted that ten bucks. Did I mention it was frigging hot that day??

Pony ride? from Ye on Vimeo.


"Pony ride" at the St Nicks Fiesta Fund-raising Something last Saturday. It was damn freaking hot..

This laptop is really going crazy. Monday then use office computer to see what's wrong with the layout here.

Weather is so hot! This afternoon when I walked out of the school building there was a light drizzle. Just after I stepped under the bus stop shelter it just suddenly poured. So lucky. It wasn't my bus stop but at least had time to slowly take out my umbrella.

I was late for class, ahem as usual, and my original teacher was back and she was getting to know the class. Did I mention there's a jc girl in my class? After the teacher asked her age she said very young! After that she asked my age and then she said she thought I was only a little older than that girl. =) Ha.. But then she was like, oh chey 24 isn't that young. Why, thank you.. =P But so long as people think I look young I'm happy. I think the other classmates like her, especially this particular girl because she kept laughing today. Ha.. But quite a number didn't turn up today so maybe not all will prefer her. But the previous teacher really a bit..weird.. =P

In Memory

04.04.1979 - 22.01.2008

In Memory

Just now I bought milk and its expiry date was 14.04.08. =)

I just read a blog of an aki..acquaintance..?..who is still there. It feels familiar and yet foreign, reading those aki-related stuff. Anyways,

it was raining really heavily this afternoon. I looked out the window of the office at 4.53pm and was shocked to see it almost-pitch-black. It hadn't even started to rain yet. By the time I went up to ground level it was pouring already. Or something like that. I don't really remember. Ha.. I wished I had taken the whole day off to rot at home. =P But my mother was home, I think, so I couldn't have enjoyed myself at home anyway. It would be nice to just sit in the living room or in bed and watch cartoons and listening to the rain and winds..

The other day I was listening to Michael Jackson's Little Susie at work and remembered listening to his HIStory: Past, Present and Future album when I was in JC, in the afternoon at home. Most of my memories of listening to music is when it's raining heavily. I don't know why.. Anyway, Little Susie always spooked me at that time. It's really eerie. Didn't dare to listen to it at night. It's basically about this little girl who died and how pitiful she was. The introduction is super long and eerie. You can go youtube to find a video with that song. I found one that was really creepy and I only watched a few seconds of it. I prefer what's in my head when I listen to that song. I love that song. I'm not so spooked by it now. I think because I'm in a darker place now? It's a really good song. All those people who have nothing better to do than to pass vicious rumours should just drop dead. Seriously, have you nothing better to do? Then stop wasting oxygen and our precious Earth's resources and drop dead.

Just because you read it in a magazine
Or see it on the TV screen
Don't make it factual
Though everybody wants to read all about it
Just because you read it in a magazine
Or see it on the TV screen
Don't make it factual, actual

You're so damn disrespectable

Michael Jackson, Tabloid Junkie

I swear I will not eat expired stuff ever again

Man, I didn't know sweets can expire. I think I've been getting diarhhea a lot more often since I started working. I wish I can work from home like the first two bloggers on the left. *points*

I don't remember what I wanted to blog about.. Oh the other day I was listening to songs on my computer and while this song was playing I thought I was listening to Nickelback and was trying to think what song I was listening to. It was a Santana song and Santana's songs are usually not sung by him. So I went to goggle the singer's name and he was indeed the lead singer of Nickelback. =) I'm so proud of myself. Ha.. Because I've probably heard only about 4 songs by Nickelback? Oh and I realised a song that I liked in the Spider-man soundtrack was sung by him too. That one I didn't recognise his voice. I think I liked that song before I even noticed Nickelback. Sometimes when I hear songs that I like and didn't recognise the singer's name I would wonder why they weren't more well-known. I wonder how many of those are in bands? I think Santana's songs are nice because he has a knack for recognising good singers. And his music is good too lah. But if he always uses different people to sing his songs, who sings at his concert? He can't possibly get so many people at his concert right? Anybody went to his concert here? Anybody care to enlighten me?

Because it's APRIL - ahem special month =) - I'm going to try to blog everyday, with some cheating. Like I'm going to blog yesterday's post now.. Ha..

Good morning!

When I say Excuse Me

I really mean MOVE

I just realised I hadn't ripped my Shinedown CDs into my laptop. I can't believe I forgot to do that. I ripped the songs into my computer at work and I didn't on my laptop. I copied the songs into my mp3 player using the work computer so I guess that's why I forgot. I am loving their song Some Day today. And t. whitney has an absolutely adorable little boy. Ha.. I started reading her old posts after I finished dooce's. (Links on the side of the blog *points*) Almost finishing because she doesn't have that many entries and because I read some of them last year already. That boy is so cute. =P So cute! I wish I were related to them so I can play with her kids. They're all cute. =) She has 4 kids. So fun. The first two look alike and the other two look alike. I wonder what a 5th one would look like. Ha.. So cute so cute.. And now Shinedown's Some Day reminds me of him. I was put the song on repeat on my player just now and it made me miss my stop. -.-' At least it was just one stop and not that far. And I was playing with the play speed function on the bus. The faster it was, the higher the pitch. At the highest speed it was so funny. Ha..

Ok found a video with the song:



A lot of people like Mr. Darcy huh? Other songs that I like also featured him. Maybe I'll watch the movie. But there's a lot of films I want to watch but haven't. That film always remind me of the module I took that was about translating classic literature to film because we did Jane Austen's book. I miss studying lit.. Unfortunately a lit degree is quite useless.


I wanted to upload some pictures that I took with my phone in the office 'cause I was bored but the phone's bluetooth can't detect the laptop. I don't know if it's the phone or the laptop but the laptop's a little crazy in other ways too. I wonder if it's reason enough to get a new one.. But it feels like I'll be wasting money. Sigh. I should carry my camera around more often anyway. I will show you a picture of my design studio in aki instead:





I like this so much I bought another lion to put in my office before Chinese New Year. =) Tomorrow bring camera to office. If you nose around the background you can see some junk on my table and there are comic strips of Calvin and Hobbes. My office table only has pin-ups of work junk.. Oh actually I think I have pictures of my office table. Hang on...



The koala bear was given by a colleague who went Australia. I like my calendar. Think it's quite cute. Glad I chanced upon it! The sweets are scattered there in case I get a cold. That's the most colourful spot of my table. Ha.. Tomorrow take more pictures. Maybe dig out more stuff to decorate my office table. =)

Bonne nuit mes amies!

New!

'ello! Welcome to the new blog add... Finally finished changing the layout. Oh yah, Happy Easter! My penpal said she sent me "special" candy. Ha.. Wonder what that is.

Yesterday my french teacher told me to read out the conjugations of a new verb. And he said my pronunciation was perfect. C'est parfait. Oh how kind. Ha.. But he sounded surprised so that means my pronunciation isn't that good usually. Ha.. But I read very slowly.. At least I feel less lost in french class now.

Time for dinner. Tata~

I finally had my fringe cut. When I walked out of the place I was like, wow I can see clearly. Ha.. And then I saw this very cute plump white cat. Plump is cute. Fat is...ahem. It meowed at me and walked around me. So friendly.. I gave it cat treats 'cos I bought a pack a couple weeks back to feed another cat which meowed at me. Reward for being cute. Ha..

I'm reading this book The Art of Murder by José Carlos Somoza. There's a description of the girl:

Bassan sometimes told her that her face could look kind and heartless at the same time, 'like an angel who has nostalgic memories of being a devil'.

Cool. Does that description fit me? Ha.. She's not the murderer, by the way. Actually I'm not very sure yet where she fits in. Maybe the probable next victim?

Somebody told me that my blog is too wide and needs to be scrolled to the left/right to be read. How come nobody told me? I'm using a widescreen laptop so it looks perfectly ok to me. I'm changing the blogskin soon anyway 'cos even La Nina is not making the weather here cold anymore so the snowman is melting away.

I wonder if the Olympics people regret choosing Beijing.. But 080808 is such a nice number and appropriate for China. They better not screw it up. But then it would make our Youth Olympics look SOOO much better. Ha.. I hope I can be part of that somehow.

Ok bedtime. Good night.

Bleah. This season's Survivor is really bad. I liked Joel and then he kinda acted rather annoyingly and then he got voted off. Ozzy is mean and evil and not very likeable. I still don't like Cirie. I don't even feel like spelling her name right. She is so annoying. I don't know why people are listening to her when it's so obvious that everything she says is for her own benefit in the long run. And then those two people who are so damn nua and look like they do nothing at all. One of them is gone but that moron could have got Ozzy voted off today and that would have been his biggest contribution, ever. But because his foot hurt so he wanted to leave. That guy is so nua I really wonder why he even signed up for the game. I'm sure they edited away some stuff that he did do but it's very obvious he really cannot make it. Was he sabotaged and put on the island? Oh, and Jonathan had to leave to get an operation on his knee. Ouch. He was the only remaining favourite that I enjoyed watching again. That sucks.

Oh today is the finale of Hell's Kitchen on Ch5. It's so fun to see Chef Ramsay screaming at them. Ha.. If you don't know what the show is about, it's basically reality TV for chefs. By the time I started watching it there were only 6 chefs left. But I think it's usually towards the end that the show is more interesting. The test of every episode is to cook for the restaurant. One episode was really damn funny. Chef Ramsay is always barking at people, fierce etc. The kitchen is a sort of open one and the restaurant is usually very busy 'cos sometimes the chefs mess up. This woman customer was unhappy about something and wanted to talk to Chef Ramsay and was standing there trying to get him to pay attention to her. He was very impatient and annoyed and just said Get your breasts off my hotplate, waving his hand to shoo her away. That woman was so offended and pissed off she overturned several dishes and stormed out of the restaurant. Her friend was behind her and she looked so frigging amused. Ha.. Chef Ramsay was like, oh shit I did something bad but I can't show it. So funny. Ha..

I don't mind either of the finalists in Hell's Kitchen so I guess I won't be disappointed. I hope it's an exciting finale. Ciao!

It's a dark, dark world...

I'm getting a little obsessed with the Egg Hunt in (fluff).. I go clicking in strangers' (fluff)books and I see many people with loads of things in their profile image and I think: these people are damn free. =P Actually I think there are many many very free people in facebook. It's not really a criticism. I'm just saying.. Or maybe they're just very efficient and can do many things in a short amount of time.

Anyway. I stayed late in the office today and there was a knock on the door. I thought it was a security guard, or some moron who thought the office was someplace else because there's a dumb sign on the door that does not describe what the office actually is. Anyway it was a man who wanted to borrow some raffia string. I don't know why he decided to be friendly and started asking questions about the office. Because of that stupid sign. Obviously I can't do anything about that sign because I would have, long ago. What creeped me out was that he asked about the Pringles that were sitting on our table in the middle of the office, which was not visible from the door. He saw it from the window which was somewhere behind me. Our office is in the basement and the window is the back of a spectators' stand. Was that a clear description? Anyway it was a little creepy that it was dark and somebody was peeking through the window because it wasn't that the Pringles was just beside the window. It was almost in the middle of the room and two machines were sitting right in front of the window.

Obviously I wasn't murdered by some creepy guy at the office.

And then I went home by bus. And alighted at the old police academy, where the bus stop had a huge poster of MSbK, brightly-lit, and this Malay man was standing right in front of it. I didn't think the man looked very much like MSbK, but I was already paranoid and the place was near where he escaped and it was super dark and there was nobody else around, not even at the academy where there usually were people playing hockey. Plus, I was also reading this book called The Art of Murder. (Explaining the paranoia here.) I stood at the other end of the bus stop and couldn't help looking at him. I think it was very obvious to him that I found him suspicious. Poor man. Haha.. Oh and he had a limp too. I saw it when he walked over to the rubbish bin. Later another man also alighted at the bus stop and he didn't do anything either. But I'm quite sure it wasn't MSbK anyway. I'm usually good at recognising faces. In fact, I think I saw a senior from sec school band today.

Ok, that's the end of my creepy evening. Good night!

Easter is a-coming~~ I just saw Facebook (fluff)Friends has an Egg hunt thing going on. You can find eggs while visiting your (fluff)friends. So fun! Ha.. Real egg hunt will be funner.

After finishing my meds all the pain gone le. I hope they don't come back. But, now my arms are aching. *whine whine* I went to the IT show on Sunday and lugged back a damn frigging heavy printer. I think it was the only label that didn't give a trolley with it. Lucky me. Because there was a jam and long queue at the taxi stand (and because I thought I had the strength), I took a bus which was just outside the convention hall. Of course I wouldn't lug that thing on the train. Do I not have a functioning brain? Maybe I should have sat down on the bus. I was already a little tired after I got down from the bus. I had to cross an overhead bridge, go up a flight of stairs and walk about..8 blocks? At the bus stop this very helpful guy offered to carry it for me up the bridge. So paiseh. As much as I appreciate people's helpfulness, it's also very embarrassing that people think I'm overestimating myself. -.-" I kinda don't really want witnesses to my idiocy. Ha.. But anyway I can solve this kind of problems loh. I either just take very long or find other solutions. After lugging it across the bridge and down the bridge I just took a cab back. Should have just taken a cab at the bus stop.. I happened to take the lift with my neighbour and she offered to help me carry too. I just happen to be smaller so things look bigger with me.. But the printer really is huge.

See evidence:





Does it look big in the pics? I know the colours of the door and floor don't match. Oh we hung a lantern under a light near the door. When only that light is on at night, the lantern twirls and the light is pretty..






Ok, good night, will blog again tomorrow..

Because this is my blog, I get to whine as much as I like

Urgh, I've been having this stupid gastritis for the past three days. Finally saw a doctor today but the meds don't seem to be working.. And I have a headache and fever now. Why must the fever come after I see the doctor. I have no idea if I can take panadol with the other meds. Actually, I forgot to tell the doc I took panadol before this gastritis hit. I took Tuesday off because I worked over the weekend to do something for the boss. I must complain about this stupid boy in a later post. Anyway, I went out for lunch and then felt a little feverish so I slept the whole afternoon and then took a panadol in the evening. And then I got this stupid gastric pain at night. And I feel so bloated. And I've been waking in the middle of the night to pee.

Pain..pain...pain... Even my eyes feel hot.. Did you read the title of this post?

Oh, and I just noticed that a screw on my specs is missing. Kns.. Must bring to the shop to see if they can put another screw in. Well, they had better..

Damn I forgot what I wanted to blog about. I don't really like whining that much really.

It's time for Survivor! It was starting to bore me and look like it's a dating show.. It's the Fan versus Favourites season and there are 2 couples in the Favourites now. They seem not as interesting to watch this time around. PLUS, why in the world in Cyrie in the Favourites?? Whose favourite is she?? She is so damn annoying. I hate her. Thankfully today they're going to mix the tribes. Yippee! I couldn't differentiate the two skinny boys in the Fans tribe until last episode where they spoke and took different sides at tribal council. And, Ozzy was so Ozzy in the challenge last week. Ha..

Ok I'm off to watch Survivor. Hope that annoying (Cyrie and) sharp gastric pain and fever will go away permanently.

I just read Postsecret and remembered something. The other day I was at Kino and saw a misplaced Postsecret book. I flipped through it to see if anybody slipped their secrets inside because I've read of people finding secrets in the books they bought. Of course, there were none. That kind of thing just doesn't happen here.. I feel bad that I think it's boring here.. Oh, but we'll have Youth Olympics! Hoorah! *clapclapclap*

Twos and eights

Today is such a nice date. 28022008. And since it's such a nice date I shall not talk about what I've been talking about, like, every other post, or more.. Today I got to draw cartoons for work. So much better than reading old newspaper articles. Although some stories are interesting lah. I like to know stuff..

What else shall I write about...? Ah, I have a french test this Saturday. I don't need to pass it to take the next level but I'd like to get full marks for it. Ha.. I just fear for my listening and speaking.. Listening more than speaking. My listening is so bad I usually have no idea what people are saying at all. I just catch some words and guess the gist of what they said. Sigh..

Oh the other day my french teacher asked us to draw plans of an appartment on the board and describe the rooms. We have a small class so all of us could have a go. I'd only drawn the first door and my teacher asked if I'm an architect. Is it that obvious?? Ha.. I didn't want to bother explaining (and wasting everybody's time) so I just said erm, yah. =P

Because our class is so small, the next level might only have one class and probably my teacher won't be teaching us. Actually I was supposed to be in the first class but I switched with somebody. Think I wrote about that already. I'm afraid that the other class is much more advanced than us. Because our class's door is always open for latecomers.. The other class's door is usually closed by the time I go to class. Ha.. So I think they are more enthu. And for your information, I'm usually not the last to arrive in class even though I'm always late.. The last lesson I was 15min late and I was only the second one. The girl who was first said she shouldn't have bothered to take a cab. Ha.. So poor thing. But I'm surprised she didn't think everybody would be late. Oh, I think because two guys were usually on time but one didn't come and the other was late. Anyway the teacher gave us mini mandarins, which was really sweet - both the gesture and the fruit. I think I'll miss our small class because we really get more attention...although I also have to provide answer more frequently.. But that shows that I'm smart so I don't mind that much. Hahaha...

Erm, actually I haven't really studied for the test yet. =P Just looked through my notebook a little and tried reading short short short stories in french. Oh and I attempted to translate that song in the last post. Damn the song really has a lot of R's. I hate that consonant. =P So troublesome to pronounce. I can hardly read the lyrics along with the song. Oh but I discovered a conjugation all by myself! I'm so proud of myself. Ha.. If you haven't noticed, I either have a very big ego or I'm easily pleased with myself. Ha..

Ok shall go to sleep soon so I can study french tomorrow. Byebye..

Song of the day

First of all, *clapclapclap* to all the winners of Oscar.. *CLAPCLAPCLAP* to Brad Bird! For Ratatouille.

I was listening to this French/English song all day. After listening to French radio online for a few days in the office I finally have an almost French song that I really like. The first two days I was listening via a link on a list of radio stations and when I heard a song I liked I tried to write down a bit of the lyrics so I can find out what song it is. Had my pencil over the paper and I realise I don't know how to spell anything I heard. Oops. It doesn't help that the French don't pronounce all the letters in the words and like to link their words.. Anyway the reception was bad so I checked out the radio station's website and used their direct links to listen to their stations. Pluriel.. And they show the titles of the songs they were playing. Great! And they show the last 5 titles too. How generous.

Ok here's the song Même Si (what You're Made Of) Lucie Silvas Feat. Grégory Lemarchal:



And the lyrics:

Just like I predicted, we're at the point of no return
We can go backwards, and no corners have been turned
I can't control it, if I sink or if I swim
'Cause I chose the water that I'm in

Ne jamais devoir choisir
Avoir raison ou tort
Au-delà de mes faiblesses
J'ai la force d'y croire encore
Même si l'amour s'enfuit
J'en inventerai les couleurs
S'il est trop tard, pour revenir,
Je remonterai les couleurs

There's no way,
You're changing,
'Cause some things will just never be mine,
You're in not love this time...but it's alright.

J'aurai voulu t'offrir le meilleur de tout mon être
Au lieu de partir, entre nous tout faire renaître
Plutôt que de mentir,
Aborder nos différences
T'aimer autrement qu'à contre sens

And it makes no difference who is right or wrong
I deserve much more than this
'Cause there's only one thing I want
If it's not what you're made of
You're not what I'm looking for
You were willing but unable to give me anymore

Et ce dont je suis fait
Tout entier je saurai te le rendre
Même s'il faut tout apprendre, tout apprendre
What's your definition of the one?

Comment définir l'amour sans toi?
Mais prêt à tous les sacrifices je refuse celui là
J'aurai voulu t'offrir le meilleur de tout mon être
'Cause these are the waters that I'm in

Même si l'amour s'enfuit
J'en inventerai les couleurs
S'il est trop tard pour revenir
Je remonterai les heures
Et ce dont je suis fait, tout entier
Je saurai te le rendre
Même s'il faut tout apprendre
Même s'il faut tout apprendre
Même s'il faut tout apprendre

The only translation I found was really bad.. So I tried to translate myself. Challenging sia.. And takes some time.. The only line I really knew was Comment définir l'amour sans toi? Which means How do I define love without you. Which you might not need to have known French to figure that out..

So then, after listening to it several dozen times, I googled Lucie Silvas to see which album the song was in and looked at her wikipedia entry. Which of course had a link to Grégory Lemarchal. And what do you know? Grégory Jean-Paul Lemarchal (May 13, 1983 – April 30, 2007)

At twenty months of age, he was diagnosed with the hereditary disease cystic fibrosis. In 2007, Lemarchal announced that his health was deteriorating and that he was ordered by doctors to take a few months off in order to recuperate. However, he died of complications from cystic fibrosis on the morning of April 30, 2007, waiting for an organ transplant.

There is no cure for CF, and most individuals with cystic fibrosis die young: many in their 20s and 30s from lung failure.

Are you kidding me? Can people stop dying for a while? The Oscars had a little video in memory of all the film people lost over the past year. I don't remember there having this segment in previous Oscars.. If I were him, at the moment that I realise I'm dead, my ghost will look at my dead body and say Fuck, what the hell happened?? You remember that Taiwanese actress who got into that horrible accident? I read that in her coma, before she died, a tear ran down her face. He must have felt the same.

Ok, enough about...that.. Have to sleep now..

To the poets

Ooo..watched another great movie yesterday.. Mystic River was great. I like. (Spoiler ahead) I'm so happy I realised who the killer was. The beginning made it look like it was obvious who did it but when it became so obvious and too obvious to be him. After I figured out who the killer was, I was wondering why nobody thought of him..

(Urgh I hate the Police & Thief trailer - which was just on TV. And the show itself. What a waste of Yann Yeo..)

The first movie I remember seeing of Sean Penn was The Thin Red Line, which I did a project on in sec sch. ...that was a bad experience...enough said... I think I remember liking the movie though. And then I really liked I am Sam too.

I sort of watched The Hours after Mystic River but I didn't really like it the first time I saw it I think. I found it a little boring.. I think I prefer watching a bunch of guys to (old) girls. Ha.. But Claire Danes was pretty in it. Did you know she was born just days after Heath Ledger? 12 April 1979 and 4 April 1979. I love my birthdate. =P

Virginia Woolf: Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more. It's called contrast.

Leonard Woolf: Who has to die?

Virginia Woolf: The poet. The visionary.

Well, apparently recently many of us have had to be reminded to value life more. Then maybe it wouldn't have been in vain.

Update

Yawn... Sunday is Nua-day.. I'm supposed to do several things this weekend but I have done none. Oops. Woke up very late today 'cos I watched The Pianist till 3a.m. this...morning. I'd already watched it before and because I loved it that's why I could make myself stay up till 3 to finish the whole film. Adrien Bordy has the same birthday as me! ^^ 11 years before me. Aiyah, one more year and he'll be a Rat too.. Askmen.com introduced his birthday as "exactly 61 years after the Titanic went down". Ha.. I'm proud to be associated with Titanic also lah. And I'm glad it was the day Titanic hit the iceberg and not the day after, in which it totally sank, so nobody died on my birthday. =P

Polanski had Brody live the loneliness and desperation of pianist Wladyslaw Szpilman, whose life serves as the focus of the film. Brody was left isolated and starving in Poland, having nothing but emptiness and hunger to help him concentrate. He lost 30 pounds and learned to play classical piano in seven weeks. And thanks to his talent and chilling portrayal, he won the Oscar for Best Actor, challenging four former award winners like Jack Nicholson and Michael Caine -- a Hollywood first.

Ok, what else did I want to blog about? Oh my colleague, that colleague, suddenly called me by the right name. Out of the blue. I was so surprised. I wonder how she realised she'd been using the (damn) wrong name and if she realised how annoyed I was. And if she'd stumbled upon my blog by chance..

I spent this afternoon watching Coffee Prince on wb's DVDs 'cos I missed some episodes. I realised Ch U cut out the gay lines, which was like, 3 miserable short lines? Prude! And the lines were really tame too. So dumb. Anyway I like the show 'cos this guy's name has one of my Chinese characters in my name. The exact same Ye. (Unfortunately he's sort of the "idiot" in the show.. But he's quite funny lah.) It's the very first time I've seen it that's not in a dictionary and not in my name. The closest was this Hong Kong actor's name which was a similar Ye with a different side. His was "fire" and mine is "sun". My character means bright light. Not just light, bright light. I think his is just light. Ha.. This Chinese girl I met in my previous French class said people who used the name will give the impression that they are intelligent and worldly etc. Oh, how nice. Ha.. But the name was given, amongst others, by a fortune teller for my parents to choose, so it doesn't really reflect much on my parents.. But the other part of my name I have no idea what it means. It sounds common but with that particular side in the character, it's not found in dictionaries now. I saw it in a super old dictionary before but I don't remember it. Even the Chinese girl didn't know. And even the old old Cheena man who comes into the office occasionally doesn't know either. He said he'll check but obviously he doesn't remember.

Oh the other day this tuition agency kept calling me and when I didn't answer she smsed me. Twice. When I replied her she told me it's for this Aki yr3 module. No wonder.. She must have felt like she struck Jackpot. Ha.. And she said it's near my place. Unfortunately I don't remember a single thing. And I think it's mostly project-based and linked with Design so it's not really the normal tuition he/she needs. Oh well, too bad..

Ok I must do at least a few of the things I meant to do this weekend. I've got french test after next week. *fingers crossed*

Amnestic

I always think of things to blog about when I'm at work and then when I get home I'll forget.. -.-" Oh the girl from Popular is in Dirt. Not that I think anybody here will know what I'm talking about.. Courtney Cox is pretty. Anyway, felt like crap today at work. Aching all over. But then I remembered two songs that I'd heard over the radio and immediately liked and listened to them on youtube over and over. =P The last song I remember I liked the first time I heard it on radio was Mika's Happy Ending which I heard on Halloween and listened to the youtube video over and over.. Except the MV had an alarm clock going off at the beginning, which was kinda annoying.


Taylor Swift's Teardrops on my guitar




Sara Bareilles's Love Song



If the video isn't here you can see here.


I prefer the second song to the first 'cos the first is a little...high-school-girlish.. Hmm...What's that word? I don't like the story of the MV either. Anyways, Sara Bareilles's a singer-songwriter. I don't know if she wrote all the lyrics of her songs but I like her lyrics. Spunky.

Her song, Fairytale

Cinderella's on her bedroom floor
She's got a
Crush on the guy at the liquor store
Cause Mr. Charming don't come home anymore
And she forgets why she came here
Sleeping Beauty's in a foul mood
For shame she says
None for you dear prince, i'm tired today
I'd rather sleep my whole life away than have you keep me from dreaming

Cause i don't care for you fairytales
You're so worried bout the maiden though you know
She's only waiting on the next best thing

Snow White is doing dishes again cause
What else can you do
With seven itty-bitty men?
Sends them to bed and calls up a friend
Says will you meet me at midnight?
The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair says
Would have cut it myself if i knew men could climb hair
I'll have to find another tower somewhere and keep away from the windows

Cause i don't care for you fairytales
You're so worried bout the maiden though you know
She's only waiting on the next best thing

Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom
Man made up a story said that i should believe him
Go and tell your white knight that he's handsome in hindsight
But i don't want the next best thing
So i sing and hold my head down and i break these walls round me
Can't take no more of your fairytale love

Cause i don't care for you fairytales
You're so worried bout the maiden though you know
She's only waiting on the next best thing
I don't care
I don't care
Worry bout the maiden though you know
She's only waiting spent the whole life being graded on the sanctity of patience and a dumb
Appreciation
But the story needs some mending and a better happy ending
Cause i don't want the next best thing
No no i don't want the next best thing

Pig, Out!

I'm starving right now.. And I can smell dinner...

Yesterday I had really really bad diarrhea. I was crying on the t-bowl. Boohoo.. Decided to take leave today so I can sleep in, and then I got a cold and couldn't stop sneezing. I officially hate the year of the Pig. Ok, quit whining you idiot. 4.5 hours to our dear Rat! I've got glitter all over my hands because I was trying to "construct" the lantern I bought in Chinatown the other day. I gave one to a penpal. I hope she doesn't get pissed off with all that glitter... =P I can't remember what I wanted to blog about.. I blame the flu med. Hopefully the Year of the Rat will indeed be G.R.E.A.T. for us RATS! Do you know how proud I am to be a Rat? Ha.. 'Cos we won the damn zodiac race using our brains. Yeah! We're smart and cunning. I don't think cunning is a bad thing so long as you don't abuse it and harm good people. Harm bad people!

Young Hossan Sighting

I used "young" and not "mini" because Hossan is already quite mini. Ha.. The other day I went with my bosses and a colleague to a talk at a certain institution, so the people attending the talk were professors, teachers and students, plus erm people from don't-know-where like us? Ha.. There was this guy sitting at the other end of the room and the more I looked at him the more he looked like Hossan to me. Which meant I kept looking at him. Ha.. But only because he looked a lot like Hossan.. Was wondering if he was related to Hossan. Ha.. After the talk I went outside to wait for the bosses 'cos I wasn't sitting with them and the guy was there waiting for his friend too. On a closer look, he didn't really resemble Hossan actually.. So sad.. Anyway I was erm much more excited about it that day but the enthusiasm died down so thank goodness I didn't embarrass myself here. Ha..

In other news, the colleague who keeps calling me by the wrong name, and whom I generally can't stand, is finally leaving in the foreseeable future! I think I've ranted too much about her and that must have built up a whole lot of bad karma for me so I shall try to be nice. Because of personal reasons, she doesn't know she's being sacked for doing a pussy job thus far and thinks I'm leaving with her, so I've been kind enough not to let her know the truth and rub it in her face. See, I'm not such an evil person.

Meanwhile, I haven't received my first half month pay yet and I'm quite pissed off. I told my boss who told the woman who keys into the system and she at first said she did key in and then after I complained again she checked again and apparently traced it and said it'll come in with the second half month's pay. I got the email pay advice for the second half and not the first so I seriously doubt the money for the first half will be in. Once upon a time last year, I had to leave early and I gave my key to the office to the two part-timers that she hired and put in our projects because they said they would be in half an hour earlier than me the next day so I thought it would be fine passing them my key for them to lock up. Everybody else in the office were out those few days doing research. I told my boss about it. The next day I saw no sign of them, waited, and then went up to That Woman's office, whom she shares with many many people. She was not there and nobody knew anything about those two part-timers and my boss also didn't know anything so I had to look for this other lady who sometimes came into our office to do some work. Except I didn't know her last name or which block she was working at. Luckily somebody sort of knew her and told me. Turns out, the part-timers weren't going in so early and had given my key to That Woman, who told NO ONE about it, happily going to a meeting and she had to know I was going to our office in the morning and would need the key. Bloody hell. She could have just passed the key to somebody and leave instructions. She didn't even tell my boss she had my key. Bloody moron. So can you blame me for not trusting her? If my money is still not in I will be giving her a very black and BU SHUANG face when I confront her. I'm so looking forward to it.

I realise I haven't gone on msn at home for a long time 'cos i got all these offline messages that I didn't receive on webmsn at work... Meanwhile, my student's nick is saying teachers think very highly of themselves. Would you trust your teacher if he/she has super low self-esteem??

I wanted to blog about my "sighting" few days ago but I'm too tired to write about it properly now so I'll blog about it tomorrow. Ciao..

What?

I still can't believe Heath L. is gone. I went and read some reports about it and people's comments. Some people have a lot more compassion and respect for him than some other people. Obviously those were American reports and the people knew him and the Hollywood scene. Most of them talked about the movies he did before Brokeback, I think because Brokeback was so famous, saying their favourite film of his is that would not really convey how much they loved him and appreciated his talent. But it was after watching Brokeback that I noticed him and found him to be a great actor. I love the movie and the only reason I don't say it's one of my favourite movies is because I don't really like the beginning parts on the mountain.. I don't mind it happening, I just don't like to watch it. If you understood what that meant. Anyway, I respect guys who are not homophobic and stand up for them. (Which is why I love Chuck and Larry.) Anyone who says the movie is "disgusting", in the words of my totally-ignorant and narrow-minded guy colleague (who is actually a good guy despite that), is simply a moron.

There are millions of people who deserves to die more than he. I can think of several now. Why are so many people dying? Oh I dreamt of yet another person dying yesterday. How...consistent. But it was some anonymous person I didn't know. The other side must be a better place. It has to be. Life is so over-rated. Maybe people are more enlightened at the other side. So the enlightened ones go over sooner. Such a pity. He was a great actor and would have been greater. It's like he was climbing up the ladder, almost reaching and then *poof* he disappeared. He didn't even fall. He just vanished. Did I mention I still can't believe it? At least Anita M. and Leslie C. had already sort of reached the top and enjoyed the view for a while. They just managed to evade the journey to oblivion. Which other actor can you think of who is young, damn good looking, talented, really nice and cute (character), really can act, acts for the craft, etc etc.. I think the most important thing here is young. Because there are other talented actors out there but few as young as he. (And so cute..) I did watch his past works - A Knight's Tale, Four Feathers, The Patriot.. Was he ever criticised? I don't remember reading any of that. 'Cos I do like his films. And he is so cute. (Was that inappropriate?)


Now, why do people like to think they know me? Do you even know what I like? What I like. It's easy to know what I love or hate because I shout about it. If you don't even know those then you obviously don't care to know. Do you even know what I watch? What I listen to? What I read? So how come you think you know me very well? I don't understand. What I can't stand is people who think they know me better than I know myself. I hate my family therefore I am childish and immature. Like I'm not the one living EVERY MINUTE OF MY FUCKING LIFE. Shouldn't my saying very little sometimes make you think that you don't know what is happening with me? Just because I don't open my mouth to talk doesn't mean I have nothing to say, doesn't mean nothing is going on in my head or my life. Do I need to SHOUT AND SCREAM about every detail of my life? I agree that there are people so clueless others know them better than they know themselves. But I am NOT one of them.

The other day somebody was telling me how lost she was feeling etc etc and then I was going to say she's making me depressed too and then she sent me a link to a clip about this really cute and I guess amusing small car. Right. Why do I even bother? I'm not you and you're not me. Now if everybody remembers that I'M NOT LIKE YOU and you stop thinking that I'm like you or that you know me so well, then this world will be more tolerable. Of course you do know some things about me and I know some things about you. But we should all remember we don't know everything about anything.






This pic reminds me of the Joker - Heath L.'s role in The Dark Knight.
The Yew is associated with immortality, renewal, regeneration, everlasting life, rebirth, transformation and access to the Otherworld and our ancestors. You can read about them here.

I was going to have a happy post today because my Shinedown CDs arrived yesterday. And then I saw on CNA on the bus after work that Heath L. died. I was so stunned. The last two nights I had dreamt that two extended family members died. (One on each night.) The first one I woke up in the middle of the night and cried. I think there's only one person I would cry for. And then I went to work and my eyes were so itchy and then I got a cold and these people kept coming into my office and talking SO LOUDLY and they were talking so much I just wanted to shove them all out the door. That was yesterday. Second dream was just disturbing. And then this happened today. I pray and I hope that these are not signs. I pray and I hope that something is not happening, I pray and I hope that something never happens. Why are so many people dying? In reality or otherwise.

I thought I knew some things. I guess I know but... Maybe I'm the only one who knows. ...I need an anonymous blog.

January 14

Today I did not feel sleepy at all. What a miracle! Ha..

In the first week of January I called my dental clinic to make an appointment for cleaning and the receptionist told me the next available slot is on June 14. June?? Your next available date is June?? Because I knew that dental clinic is quite "hot" and I half-expected to not be able to get an appointment before Chinese New Year. So I actually did believe that they were fully booked till June 14. My incredulous tone of June?? was not disbelief at her words but at the fact they were so incredibly "hot" that they were fully booked for a whole half year. Anyway, the receptionist was puzzled at my incredulous tone, probably was thinking why my reaction was so exaggerated (ha..), and then thought about what she just said and finally (after a couple seconds) realised what she just said. "Oh, sorry sorry I mean January 14. Haha.. Sorry I mixed up. Haha.. Our next available slot is January 14..." Anyway I chose a date nearer to CNY so I don't erm need to maintain for too long. Ha..

Eh, the new show on Ch8 now very sad.. It was very funny and interesting at the beginning but now it's super sad. I wonder how long this series is supposed to be. This is the only role of F.Chin that I like. She must really like this role a lot because people were always saying she's very pretty in the first, what, 10 episodes, every single episode. Ha.. At least this role is quite interesting. And others too.. Ok I don't really like to talk about Chinese shows but I like this one.


These are the water babies jiejie gave me last year.. I got bored with them rather quickly. =P

Christmas is (finally) over..

I don't feel like changing my blogskin.. Cos I'm very nua and I like the layout here. And the "stars" in the black background.And got space to put song lyrics and whatnot here. But it's very Christmasy (to me at least) and Chistmas is over le. All 12 days of it. But it's still winter and snow season somewhere else in the world, so I dont't care, I'm just leaving it as it is. =P

Don't really have anything to write except that French classes have started again.. But the class is much smaller so I'm a bit sian. I'm wondering if I'm very anti-social. When I went in, two new girls were sitting at one side, next to each other, and a guy from the previous class was sitting at the opposite side. I went and sat at my old place, which was a few seats away from the guy. The guy previously sat at the back of the class, i.e. perpendicular to the sides. The next two people who came in sat beside me. And I was wondering why people sat so close to me. Was I supposed to sit beside that first guy? Oops. Anyway another girl came in and filled in the hole so there were no gaps between people. Am I anti-social? I thought it's normal to leave some space..

I was a bit sian in class because we had to introduce ourselves again. I hate introducing myself. As in supposed to write and say stuff about ourselves in French. Was trying to think of more interesting things to say, other than the usual bore.. I said I was wearing black shirt black jeans ('cos we learned colours and clothes before) and that I like black. Ha.. Bo liao..

Two people from the previous class didn't turn up. I wonder who they are.. I hope it's the more interesting people. =P As in people who talk more in class. Just because I'm quiet in class doesn't mean I like the class to be quiet.. Chris always "apologises" for being too loud/talking too much. I wonder why. Long time ago, had lunch at her place with her bro and mum and obviously they were talking amongst themselves so I kept quiet. And then the bro said either they were too loud or I was too quiet. Ahem. Your family talking, what you want me to say? And I didn't want to say anything rude in front of the mother so basically I couldn't say anything. Haha..

Ok enough for today. Will try to write more, so my English will not deteriorate...

Happy New Year! And it's still Christmas..

Eh actually I very nua to blog. =P But very long never blog le so crap a bit here. Damn, what a nua start to a new year. Been playing Harvest Moon on my PSP a Lot. It's an extremely lame game.. But it's very long and I want to know how it ends so I've been spending a lot of time on it.

Mind block...

Survivor: China ended liao.. So sad.. I'm always sad when Survivor ends, even though I do want to know who wins it in the end. Sort of miss those people after watching them for so long.. But I think most people don't look better after putting on weight and make-up in the Reunion show. Ha.. Wonder when's the next Survivor airing here. Would have missed the show more if not for Christmas distractions..

I'm still extremely sian. Hai..

Post a Secret

Christmas makes me happy.. =) But it also makes me wish (more than ever) that I had a better family.

Bonsoir

Okie, this entry is one week late.. Last Friday we had our practicum for TESOL and we had to teach in pairs. Me n wb taught Chinese and most of them already knew at least a little Chinese so it was slightly easier. And I think our group was the most fun. Ha.. Maybe 'cos our lesson plan was for children so they were deliberately acting cute. Ha.. And 'cos we played whacko. I was afraid they wouldn't be enthusiastic about such an "active" game but everybody had fun and were laughing throughout. Heng.. I was still wondering what would happen if we failed practicum.

And last Saturday during french class we learned prepositions. We had to practise by writing about what was in the classroom or the picture in the textbook and the rest of the class were supposed to guess. There are several posters in the classroom so I erm decided to be funny. Ha.. My sentence was: It's against/on the wall and to the left of the poster. People were confused and wondering which poster. And my answer was: a poster. Ha.. I think my teacher was probably thinking there was something wrong with my sentence but after I revealed my answer she was very amused. Yay I won the most creative award. Ha..

Today we had to describe people in class and the rest guess who the person is. I used mostly negatives (ie. her shirt is not white, not red etc) and everybody was confused again. Ha.. I won the most creative award again! Ha.. Give award to myself. But I think my french is quite bad. I need to refer to my notes for everything. After I finish my truckload of TESOL assignments then work harder for my french.. Next week is the last lesson le. Will take the next course in Jan.. Très bien!

Found a webpage with jokes about the French. Ha..
http://www.code7r.org/Bintoons/allies5.htm

You Are the Middle Finger

A bit fragile and dependent on your friends, you're not nearly as hostile as you seem. You are balanced, easy to get along with, and quite serious. However, you can get angry and fed up with those around you. And you aren't afraid to show it! You get along well with: The Index Finger Stay away from: The Pinky

What Finger Are You?

The Pillowman

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(Damn long story ahead.)

Yay it was great! Watched it on Tuesday 20 Nov 2007. Very interesting and exciting. I wouldn't have minded watching it again. I even checked the availability of tickets but everything was sold out already. So sad..

It wasn't action-packed but it was about a writer whose (rather perverse) stories were acted out in murders of 2 children and 1 girl was missing so many stories were told. I like stories. Anyway, the writer is in custody and 2 detectives are interrogating him. We find out the writer's name is Katurian Katurian Katurian. So funny. Haha.. "My parents were funny people." He has an older brother who is mentally unstable and was supposedly being interrogated "next door". =P So he talks about 2 of his stories which were acted out in the murders.

Can't really remember exactly now. Senile liao.. Anyway, there once was a little girl who was ill-treated by her father. Erm, can't really remember the parts in the middle but it was a short story. The end involved small apples, razors and small "people" who went down the father's throat and cut up his insides. I think. =P Same thing happened to the girl too, but I don't remember why. In the murder, an apple with razors was forced down a little girl's throat.

Second story is one of my favourites. There was a very poor boy who was bullied and despised by the other children because of his poverty but he remained kind and cheerful. One day he was sitting by the river when he heard a carriage coming. (Picture of a dark-looking man in cloak projected on stage, stories in comic book style.) The boy offered the man a sandwich that was meant to be his supper. The man sat beside him quietly and shared the sandwich with the boy. They talked while eating. After the meal the boy saw several dirty empty cages of animals and asked him what animals had been in there. (Don't remember what he said, but anyway,) the man thanked him and said, because you've been so kind to offer me part of your already meagre meal, I will give you a gift. You might not understand now but in time, you will thank me. He told him to close his eyes and the boy did. The man then took out a shiny knife and swiftly chopped off the boy's toes. The boy was stunned but did not scream. He just sat there and stared at his severed toes and foot as the man rode away. And that was the story of the crippled boy of Hamlin.

Did you get it? The man was Pied Piper and the boy was the crippled little boy who couldn't catch up with the other children and was thus spared. Cool..

Afterwards when the writer was put in the same cell as his mentally unstable brother, the brother admited to the murders. And he was marvelling at how the boy had indeed not made any noise when he chopped off his toes. "He just sat there and slowly turned blue!" Goodness.



The Writer and the Writer's Brother.

There once was a little boy whose parents showered him with love. They gave him books to read etc etc.. and the boy started writing very good stories, about little pigs etc etc.. The first part of the parents' experiment had worked.

The room beside the boy's bedroom had always been locked and the boy never really paid much attention to it. One night, when the boy was 7 years old, he started hearing drilling noises, hammering etc and a muffled screaming of a little child. The boy had a terrifying sleepless night and when morning came, he asked his mother what the noises were. His mother told him that it was all his vivid imagination. He asked his mother if all little boys heard such noises at night and his mother told him that only the most gifted little boys do. So the boy was pacified and continued to hear such noises every night. And the boy's stories got darker and darker.

When the boy was 14, he won a prestigious writing award. One day at home, he saw a paper slipped out from the locked room. It read, for seven years, mum and dad have been torturing me every night. You don't write about little pigs any more, do you? Sign, your brother. And the note was written in blood. The writer knocked down the door to the locked room and saw his parents sitting on a bed, smiling, and a jar of pig's blood beside the bed. His father made drilling noises and his mother made muffled screaming like a child's. The second part of his parents' experiment had worked too.

The boy grew up and left home. After he published his first story, he decided to visit his childhood home. His room was exactly the same, he remembered his toys and books. Then he went to the room where he remembered how his parents had made horrifying noises every night for seven years to inspire him. But on the bed, under the blanket, he found a skeleton of a boy, neglected for several years. In his hand was a story written in blood. The boy read the story and the story was better than anything he had ever written. He burnt the story.

And then I got lost. Oops. I hate that I'm so easily distracted.. Anyway after that part, which was an unpublished story that he wrote, was what actually happened.

When the boy was 14, he broke open the lock and went into the room and found his brother. Disgusted with his parents, he smothered them with a pillow.


Back in the cell, the mentally unstable brother asked the writer to tell him stories to distract him from his itching butt. (Ha..) The brother's favourite story was The Green Pig.

The Green Pig was always teased by the other normal pink pigs but he was happy to be peculiar. However, the other pigs and the farmers were very annoyed with him being so strange. He was bright green, sort of like neon green. One day, the farmers could take it no more and forced the Green Pig into a bucket of paint in the colour of normal pink pigs. The paint was a special paint that could not be washed off and could not be painted over. The poor Green Pig squealed and wailed and prayed to God to help him, that he was happy to be just a little peculiar. Finally the ordeal was over and the farmers were happy with the Green Pig being pink and normal. The other pigs laughed at him. The Green Pig, who was now pink, was very sad and couldn't figure out why God did not save him.

That night, as all the pigs slept in the field, the sky rained. But the sky rained green paint and it was special paint. It could not be washed off and could not be painted over. When morning came, the pigs were horrified to see that they were now green. Except the Green Pig who was now pink because he was painted in special paint that could not be washed off and could not be painted over. The Green Pig, now pink, smiled and thanked God that he was still peculiar.




Ok, last story. The Pillowman. The Pillowman was made of pillows. He was big and soft, and his head was a big circular pillow. The Pillowman had a very important job. When children are upset about life, the Pillowman goes to them and tells them how to commit suicide and make it look like an accident. Ok, this part is a little fuzzy to me. But anyway the Pillowman also tells them about their sad lives ahead of them so they do want to end it and so the Pillowman helps them.

But there was this happy little girl that refused to believe the Pillowman who told her about her sad life. The Pillowman tried to convince her but she was too happy to listen.

One night, when the little girl's mother was not home, a man came into her room. She pleaded with him to stop. But the man came every time her mother was not home. When the girl was 21, she asked the Pillowman, why didn't you try harder to convince me? I tried, but you were too happy. I was never happy. And she turned on the gas in the kitchen.

Actually, there's another story that Adrian Pang's character told. It's not quite relevant but it's very funny, the way he told it. It's quite an intriguing story.

Oh there's one more story. There was one child who was missing, right? When the writer found out his brother was responsible, he smothered him in his sleep to spare him the terror of execution and confessed to all the murders in return for the cops' promise to keep his stories will his case file, to be released 50 years later. The brother said he had acted out the story of The Little Jesus on the missing child.

Basically it's this little girl who insists that she's Jesus and got on the nerves of her foster parents and let her go through what Jesus did - crown of thorns, crucifixion, and buried alive in a coffin. Each time the foster parents asked if she still wanted to be Jesus, she said, yes, I do. Before they put her in the coffin, they asked again and she said, no, because I fucking AM Jesus! Haha.. But on the third day in the coffin, a man walked past her buried coffin and did not hear her scratching.

The brother had told him he buried the girl at the wishing well where he had buried their parents. When the found the missing child, who was mute, she was covered in green paint and was with some piglets in the well. Ha.. But the writer was still sentenced to death for the murders of his parents even though they figured out he didn't kill those children.


At the end of the play, when the writer was shot, he added a "footnote" to his story:

On the night before his parents were to torture him for seven years, a boy was visited by the Pillowman who told him what was going to happen - the torture, the murders, his death in the cell. The boy thought about it and said, if my parents did not torture me, my brother would not be able to write those stories, would he? I think I'll really enjoy my brother's stories. And he decided to stay.

Rearranged

I think the black line was really irritating so I moved stuff around. Hope this is better. One of my students did very well =) and the other didn't do as well, only a little better than her prelims. But both of them got A for their math so I'm quite happy about that. =P That might mean his mum would want me to teach him math next year even though I don't want to teach him science. (I taught him math and science this year.)

*edit: I just thought of something. Since the boy did rather well, his mum might let him postpone tuition even further. They still owe me 6 lessons' pay!! Urgh. Disaster in disguise... =P

Pillowman coming soon...

Say a little Prayer...

It is now less than 11 hours to the release of PSLE results...keeping my fingers crossed... Shit, hope they...well, didn't do badly. =P I know the girl screwed up her English papers because she made a mistake in labelling her questions in Paper 1 and she was so upset she couldn't concentrate on Paper 2. And her English isn't that good to begin with. Erm, I hope there were a lot worse students who took this exams too. =P

Will blog about The Pillowman very soon! XD

X'mas is a-coming...

I like my blogskin now. =) sorry about that dumb strip of black. It's supposed to be the division between the profile column and posts column but I shifted stuff so I can put bigger fonts. Anyone knows how to add colour background behind the text? I've tried everything I know.. which is quite limited in the first place. =P At least I managed to change the colour of the text. But I'm still annoyed. If it's really annoying to you, please let me know..

Anybody knows where I can buy decent, not-ugly, not-auntie foldable umbrella? I accidentally left my black Espirit umbrella on the bus the other day. Called the interchanges at both ends but couldn't find it. =( On Saturday I walked all over AMK Hub trying to find a decent foldable umbrella and the only ones I found were the not very pretty ones in NTUC Xtra. Because it was pouring, and there was no shelter to the French school I was going to, I bought the Giordano long brolly. I was already late for class. And, when I reached Newton, the rain had stopped and it didn't rain the rest of the day. Now isn't that great? I was late and bought a brolly for nothing. ^@#*..

Ok, enough complaining. I think my French class is very fun. Heh. Teacher let us play game for almost an hour to familiarise ourselves with numbers. We played in 2 groups of 6 and 7. Each group has 6 die and everybody takes turns to roll the dice. No. 1 is 10 points and no. 5 is 5 points. Everything else is zero points, except for triplets and "royal flush". You keep the die that have points and can choose to continue rolling the rest for more points or stop to keep your points. If none of the die u roll have points, you lose your previous points and get Zéro points. At every roll we're supposed to announce our points in French.

Our group kept rolling till we got zero or had really high points. But most of the time we had zero. Ha.. It didn't help that everytime the teacher came by she was urging us to continue rolling. Ha..

I kept getting my die on the floor. Hey, that little thing supposedly a table attached to the chair is small.. And my hands are small and the die are big so I have little control. =P The (pregnant) lady (who's married to a Frenchman) beside me said the next time i dropped the die I'm disqualified. Ha..oops. Cos I did drop again.

I remember I enjoyed my Elementary 1 Jap class too but Elementary 2 wasn't as fun. Not because it was more difficult, but the "atmosphere" of the class wasn't as fun. Because the people were different? So sad.. But at least I like French a lot more than Jap. Teacher didn't ask why I'm learning French. I was going to say because I played the French Horn. Ha..

Au-revoir~ Bonne nuit~

I am happy now because...

it is raining heavily now. Yay. I like the smell of rain, especially at night.

And Heroes is finally shown on Ch5 next week. Yay..

Scary thunder...

The thunders are super loud today.. Oh I'm happy because I finally got my name in Facebook changed after I emailed the people at Fb. Finally... At least their response was quite quick. I like my tarot reading for today..

Justice

Justice represents the balance in life between right and wrong. It is a reminder that you are accountable for your actions and you must be prepared to accept the consequences of any misdeeds. You have been given the strength to fight injustice in everyday life, so bring balance back into the world around you.

I should go study law now. Ha..

I just heard in the news that the taller you are, the higher the chances of you getting cancer. I don't mean to be mean but, haha.. But I don't really mind getting cancer lah. At least I'll sort of know when I can expect to die. Better than just suddenly dropping dead and having no time to enjoy the last of my life. My 'idol' is Anita Mui because she passed away at the peak of her career. She found out she had cancer and decided to not get treatment to prolong her life. I probably would do the same thing unless I have something really important to live for. But I think hers was the best way to leave.. And today, November 1st, is the Day of the Dead. =)