All about the H&M


Nothing like some nice cantonese songs and their mtvs with slow-moving scenery in the background to make hongkong look more romantic than it is, to make me miss hongkong more than I actually do, make me like it more than I thought I did.





Ahh give me some wanton noodles with some awesome chilli NOW.

Welfare Pack

I totally forgot how good oreos biscuits taste, and how saturday mornings are supposed to be like.

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I'm glad I decided at the last minute to come home this weekend despite telling my parents they won't see me for the next few weeks. because despite that, my dad, being the typical old ah beng, and whom I have never seen step into a library for himself before, went to the library and borrowed travel books on Cambodia and Laos for me. haha so cute. I feel so blessed! :)))))

I AM SO ADDICTED AND I AM NOT ASHAMED TO SAY IT. *clap clap!



ohoh, spotted: spiderman looking for MJ at the central library. haha this totally made my night (:



Gray, quiet and tired and mean
Picking at a worried seam
Itry to make you mad at me over the phone.
Red eyes and fire and signs
I'm taken by a nursery rhyme
I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No, nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you.

The road gets cold, there's no spring in the middle this year
I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself
But green, it is also summer
And I won't be warm till I'm lying in your arms

I see it all through a telescope: guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat
Lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune...

Parents

my dad: yes yes, you can go. BUT right, right now I want you to focus on your studies now ah. now got exams. don't everyday think about other things.

right after which I spent close to 2hours online looking at places to go for backpacking. hoho.

I'm bringing my pink hairdryer with me.

atrocities,

proudly brought to you by the science faculty:

I have never seen a slide so packed with information before.












And then there's 70 of such slides for every lecture.













Its no wonder why people don't go for lectures anymore. And no wonder people tell me I shouldn't have called my project mate (from science) specially to scold her for reading from the slides word for word for our presentation. I'M SORRRRY.
I don't know how my lecturer got to become one, lidat I also can teach! Urgh.

Stranger than Fiction.

I mean like, how often does someone's laptop hang consistently just because her laptop battery was going a little insane. Apparently all that viruses and crap in my computer wasn't enough to kill my laptop, but a mere battery did the trick. I walked out of IT care (for the second time today) feeling SO amused I was smiling to myself all the way back. Ahh, LIFE. Times like this make me think sometimes I am one of life's practical jokes. Not saying it in a depressing/morbid way but hmm, this is really pretty funny lah. And I have to say, I love these little surprises and nonsense fate throws at me once in a while. I actually feel, alive. because you know, how often you awake to a stray cat nudging your face?

Now my period's giving me some insane cramps, I wonder if it's enough reason for me to slack off, eat supper, watch a movie, and then sleep.

It Wasn't Nothing.

Distracted

It’s happened again

I can’t keep my mind on the task at hand

You’re bad for my work

But so good for my health

You make me smile

When I really don’t think I can

Even this next line

Isn’t coming out how I want it to

My vision goes blurry

Reliving memories of days past

The conversations

The silences

That doesn’t happen too often

I wonder if you realize all this

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Rat Race.

Today I feel ready to leave school, and embrace the working life out there. Like, tests, essay, presentations, I'm through with all of it. Plus yesterday's expeditions meeting plus conversations with shazzy today just makes me want to skip the whole final exams thing and LEAVE. Cambodia, southeast asia, india. I want to go do something with my life already, instead of bumming around in hall. I think I am ready, I am, I am. If I say it enough times I can convince myself to forget the fear. I am ready to embrace change like in this episode of How I met your Mother I just saw. We close this fantastic chapter so we can open up a new exciting one. So let's go alreadyyy :)

Sluts & Scholars.

Chinaone was like a glimpse into the future. Just sitting there, absolutely sober because my drink was taking a century to come, and watching all the girls shamelessly throw themselves into the arms of ang moh men just made me want to hurl. And they want you to stare, as they set out to seduce the newest next angmoh they've targetted. It was like so many tactical missions going on simultaneously in the dark. Jac and I laughed when this girl decided to randomly grind this angmoh guy who was just having a drink with his friends and he totally ignored her and walked away. I don't understand what is this obsession with angmoh men, they're just, taller, paler.

That's when you spot the singaporean men around. One, my favourite, was on the dance floor wearing glasses and carrying a big backpack, with his nicely gelled down centre parting and office clothes. haha classic. Not that I have anything against wearing glasses or carrying backpacks or office clothes or even dancing in a club. Just that when you put all of it together, that's just too much for anyone to take. Hence I invented the backpack dance, he was my muse. ask me to show you when I see ya haha. Even some of the Singaporean women dress like they've given up on life and wandered into the club while looking for the fish market. What is this! Is there only two catergories of working people?! The mid-life crises and the desperates? And after making fun of the guy with the backpack, I can be sure to end up in the first catergory (kharma kharma). In the meanwhile, I couldn't help but feel cool that night. because we have youth. haha, which is also the same reason why we should stop doing clubs where all the young punks are. Not now, peharps soon.

nevertheless friday night was a nice intimate night at clarke quay. And I say clarke quay, not Chinaone because the four of us got lost in the area, circling all the clubs at least 4 times before we got anywhere. The walking part was fun, because we got to talk a lot, plus I wasn't really in the mood for a clubbing kind of thing. But once we entered the place, I discovered what a slave to music I am and started bobbing uncontrollably haha. The band was good, but I hear they've been playing the same set of songs for months, so yes, no wonder. anyways, back to walking aimlessly in the middle of the night with people; I think I'm addicted to it. It's the whole feeling like you have left the world behind you and you can take your time, do whatever you like :) It's kinda theraputic. It's free (and can even save you some money on transportation) so that's where it trumps retail therapy. And I always say c3 girls are like family. Like family, we may bitch, fight, and have our cold wars, but we will still be the first to be there for each other if anything should happen to any of us.

Okay, it's dark, it's rainy, time for me to sleep :)