To Sir (Ma'am) with love

Awwwwww...

 

My students gave the 4 Mass Comm lecturers a small bouquet of flowers each.

 

Thanks, guys!

 

 

P/S: Okay 1st of October (Children's Day) we'll have cakes. Let's just ignore the fact that most of the students are within my age group. :)

 

 

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Hawaii Five-O

I used to have big dreams. In fact, I was born a dreamer. But with responsibilities, each of my dream fades. Walking back home in the rain just now hit everything in my head. Why do we have to part with those little dreams that used to keep us so enamoured with life?

When I first learnt about the idea of travelling, I was about 5. My uncle and auntie had come home from their many travel pursuits and showed me pictures of their adventures. And she passed me my Hawaiian dress. I told myself...I must go there.

And now, the uncle has lost all will to travel, auntie is frail with cancer and I am nowhere near Hawaii. Where did that hope go?

Will I have to be 50 to get there eventually?

P/S: Now I feel like watching 50 FIRST DATES all over again. Need to get the DVD...cause friend lost it.

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The girl in the dirty shirt

“It’s with some sadness and great relief to tell you that I quit Oasis tonight,” the statement reads. “People will write and say what they like, but I simply could not go on working with Liam a day longer."

Read further here.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

NOEL!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

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Straight to the heart

Dear Nani, Sha and Sharinah,

Please check this out.

I dont care what people say. Backstreet Boys still rule.


P/S: Eurotastic, hokay!

P/P/S: No more Kevin but hey..Nick's looking hot.

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Walking in the sun

It's going to be a great day, right?
Right?




When I first held you I was cold
A melting snowman I was told
But there was no one there to hold before
I swore that I would be alone for ever more

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
Cause to stand up, out in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

There is no reason to feel bad
But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
It's just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But I am here to help you with the load

Wow look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
Cause to stand up, out in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow

So now we're here and now is fine
So far away from there and there is time, time, time
To plant new seeds and watch them grow
So there'll be flowers in the window when we go

Wow look at us now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad you feel the same
Cause to stand up, out in the crowd
You are one in a million,
And I love you so
Let's watch the flowers grow


One more hour to NPCC training down at the school unit. Havent gone back in months and now that it's fasting month and considering that many of the kids are Malay, we shall just take it easy, shall we? It will be awfully embarrassing for them to catch me gulping down tap water otherwise. Hah.

Then in the afternoon, I'll have to rush down to the Police HQ at bloody Choa Chu Kang for a 0.38 shooting competition. God, I havent touched that damn thing for about 2 years. Hopefully the time I had spent playing Wii will still maintain my *ahem* accuracy.

Oh well.

Good day all around, everyone.



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Why

Excuse me while I continue my depression of not being able to catch TRAVIS in action (again!) during the F1 season at the circuit park. Why is it that everytime they are here I cannot see them? So many coincidences and circumstances. Why Fran, why? Why does it always rain on me.

F1 Grand Prix can perish for all I care.


Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my head won't go away
The radio is playing all the usual
What's a Wonderwall anyway?

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you

It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you
And you know it's true
But that won't do

Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday
And whatever's in my head should go away
But still the radio keeps playing all the usual
And what's a Wonderwall anyway?

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
Cause I'm writing to reach you now but
I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you
And you know it's true
But that won't do
And you know it's you
I'm talking to - Travis

 

 

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Writing to reach you

 

Semalam lepas sembahyang Isyak pukul 9, gua pengsan depan TV. Bukan pengsan sebab sakitlah...cuma knocked out sebab dah penat sangat. Tengah minum Milo, lepas tu tertidur sampai pukul 5. Aduhai, my mak ni pun satu. Bukannya nak kejutkan ke..suruh masuk bilik. Cis, betul koma.

 

 

And I have just finished my class for the work - 2 Deakin classes in 2 mornings, instead of the usual Thursday morning dread. Tomorrow, I shall go NPCC and then after that, to the Police Academy for the shooting competition.

 

I havent touched a gun for the longest time - it's almost 2 years now. Let's see how tomorrow. Hope I dont kill anyone.

 

 

P/S: No Doubt is coming for the F1 concert, so are Beyonce, NERD and Travis. But man..September is a damn tight man with Hari Raya and all. Man...no words can describe my sadness in missing Travis and No Doubt again ... and again ... and again.

 

 

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Canned heat

Oh man, I can feel the chills hitting my bones.

I dont feel good too.

 

 

Last night I caught DISTRICT 9 with Lao Lee and as I sat there breaking fast, I felt a sense of nausea creeping up on me, no thanks to the movie. Now dont get me wrong, the film is great. It's just that maybe I shouldnt have eaten those 2 sandwiches while watching humans and aliens being blasted into squiggly bits.

 

I can still feel slight sickness. It didnt help that I didnt manage to wake up this morning for sahur -hungry. Almost coma-ed while doing evening, Ramadhan and closing prayers at 0030hrs...seemed like it was never ending and the eye lids felt so heavy. After that I worked till about 0300hrs when I passed out unceremoniously on the floor with the laptop still running. When I woke up it was already 0600hrs...and I've been awake since then.

 

And later, I planned to catch YEAR ONE.

 

The process will repeat itself.

What a film lecturer got to do?

 

Yeah, excuses.

 

 

 

P/S: But..but it's Michael Cera!!!!!

 

 

Torn

<i>There's a tear at the back of my dress and it threatens to get bigger with every breath that I take.</i>

The MRT was super-crowded as always; the pushing, the jerking, the usual ugliness all around. As I was moving to an empty seat near me (yeah..like, hallelujah/amin, right?), the train had this horrid jerk and I had human bodies coming to me left, right, centre. I landed awkwardly on my seat and felt something wrong with my chiffon dress but I couldnt check it on the train, right?

So I came to office and I forgot about the paranoia until I felt something tearing on my back. I sat up straight, groped my back and found a tear which was getting bigger by the minute. From then till now, I have been trying to sit ramrod straight, hoping not to aggravate the tear. Thank God I have a cardigan on me.

Though I think the cardigan can last till evening (I am watching District 9 later), I just cannot stand this feeling of being on-guard/paranoia. So, I think I shall go home during lunch time and change into another dress. It's not like I am going to eat anyway.

What is the price of transportation when compared to the loss of dignity of having a Hulk moment when everything on you falls apart in public? Or in front of your students? That's worthy of quitting my job, I tell you.

... just consoling myself.

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Ghost town

Am at home now, just done watching a show. Am on split shift today, meaning I have to go back to work in the evening for class. *grumblegrumble*

Anyway, I caught Jack Neo's Where Got Ghost? at 1300hrs just now. I thought it would be quiet but how wrong I was. Surrounded by noisy nyonyas and ah peks, I felt like I was watching some bloody getai.



Ah Hui ahhh...
Li jia pa bui?

The thing about watching movie alone is when you are afraid or *ahem* paranoid, you dont have someone to huddle with. So I just sank deeper into my seat. The show wasnt even scary but yeah..I was that chicken.

It is a good show. I get the sarcasm Neo's trying to punch in and can see bits of his common-man auteurism in his work. However, just need to comment on the special effects which almost became Final Fantasy-like. Maybe Neo got slightly engrossed in this new element he had added.

All right. Need to do some work before I go back school.

In the meantime, here's a cheery one by one of my favourites retro outfit. Retro is an understatement, I think.

Middle of the Road, ya'll.




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If you were my baby

I saw this on some of my friends' Facebook pages and wow oh wow oh wow!!!



X Factor: S06E01 - Danyl Johnson Audition
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I feel so happy seeing him sing.
I feel so alive!
I feel like running to work and start my day already!!

OOOOH!


P/S: If Danyl were mine, I'll be happy all day whenever he sings to me in the morning :)

P/P/S: If the above doesnt work, click here!!

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Love takes over

At around 0600hrs, I had an excruciating pain in my chest. I swear I thought God was trying to pull my life away. It was something I've had never experienced before.

As the mother and sister walked in and out of the room to get ready for work, they didnt notice I was struggling to sit up. It felt like heartburn plus suffocation plus congestion...
was thrashing from side to side trying to get the pain to stop.

Think God was trying to scare me into doing dawn prayers. Mummy...served me right.


P/S: 3 days into Ramadhan and I've been getting daily signs. Scary daily signs.

Happy birthday sweet 16

Met Meiling and Sharinah yesterday at AMK KBox at around 1800hrs and though I know it's fasting month and all...but it's Meiling's birthday. Heh.

Anyway, here are some nasty pictures.
Nasty because they looked horrible.







Enjoy these videos... or not.
Don't judge!!








That's all.

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Say you'll be there

Please spank me for I've been one lazy girl :)


I am sprawled dead on the floor, something which again has been getting quite common. I am amazed that my back hasnt gone all stiff on me.

I have work to do ... But I am darn lazy.

Tarawih prayers took an emotional toll and I am drained. Am still in my praying attire and on the prayer mat for the longest time. Too lazy to get out of it and to switch on the computer (am on trusty E71 now).

Anyway today I dreamed that I was no longer teaching. I was back to being a book editor/writer for a new publishing agency and I seemed really really happy.

The dream was a further indication of what I've been thinking lately. I miss that nerdy job.

:(



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Back at one

Oh kaki ku...lemah longlai.
Haha.
Padan muka.


Anyway, it's pouring now. Definitely a cool respite after a freaking scorching day. The talk I attended at SIM was good and I am inspired to go on Twitter (it was about new media and social networking, etc) but hah, we'll see how long that interest will hold.

The first day of Ramadhan went on awrite. I think the fact that I had been fasting for the past 2-3 weeks helped a lot. Apart from the initial 'dream' of gorging on durians, everything else was bearable.

Now...I am sitting in my room and though I should be doing my work, I am inspired to clean my room...right now at 0200hrs. I dont know. It feels like tomorrow is Hari Raya, wherelse we still have about a month to go. The fact that the brother, his wife and Lexie came to iftar (break fast) made it all the more festive.

I guess this is just the excitement of welcoming Ramadhan. Life will get back to normal next week...before things pick up and go hectic again when Eid looms near.

Okay.
Am done with all the prayers.
Let's clean room.

P/S: Happy 32nd birthday, Meiling!!

P/P/S: Ed, cut it! You have some commissioned, freelance work to do!!

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Who needs shelter?

The first day of Ramadhan and I am already dreaming about eating durians in some park. Come on Ed, you have been fasting for the past 2 weeks, this is nothing.

Happy Ramadhan, ya'll.



P/S: Will be spending the afternoon listening to some talk at SIM later from 1430hrs to 1600hrs. Great, the 'best' time of the day when you are fasting. Woohoo.



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She wolf

1. The Proposal
2. Food Inc.
3. Mongol
4. District 9
5. Coco Before Chanel
6. Bruno
7. Diary of a Sex Addict

...where got time? or money? sob.

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I caught MANAGEMENT yesterday afternoon (cause I was having a split-shift work day) and though I found it quirky, I think Jen Aniston and Steve Zahn did not have chemistry between them. Also, though I like Jen as Rachel in Friends, I think...that's about it to her. Which is quite sad, actually.

But last Saturday, I caught UP and wow, I thought, now, that was a powerful story. Beneath the cartoony, funny facade, there's a freaking strong message and I was shot. I cried at least throughout 3/4 of the cartoon. I even elbowed my colleague and said (in-between sniffles), "Why did you bring me to catch a depressing cartoon???" I mean I enjoyed it...but it was so sad.

I dont want to grow old alone, ya'll.

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Stary starry night

Heh, the following Indo song got me in stitches the first time I saw its MTV.



Gila banget ini orang.


...


Last Saturday after work, I (together with Jing and Gladys) went to the Science Centre to catch the Da Vinci exhibition.



We got there around 1415 hours and decided to check out a mini Van Gogh exibition at the Omnimax theare. We caught Van Gogh: Brush With Genius.







The 40-min show was a quite a sight. And boy was it depressing. I dont know...it got me thinking about my life, what I had done and my future. Shudder.

After that, we joined the snaking queue to see the Da Vinci Exhibition.







We left the place at 1800hrs and I bade the 2 farewell as I made my way to PS to join Sharifah and Ruth to catch UP.



Now...that's another depressing shot.


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Red

...41 hours without sleep and counting.


I love this song ... though I feel the MV could have been so much better.




And I'm alright
Standing in the streetlights here
Is this meant for me
My time on the outside is over
We don't know how you're spending
all of your days
Knowing that love isn't here
You see the pictures
But you don't know their names
Cause love isn't here

And I can't do this by myself
All of these problems, they're all in your head
And I can't be somebody else
You took something perfect
And painted it red

No sympathy
When shouting out is all you know
Behind your lies
I can see the secrets you don't show
We don't know how you're spending
All of your days
Knowing that love isn't here
You see the pictures
But you don't know their names
Cause love isn't here

And I can't do this by myself
All of these problems, they're all in your head
And I can't be somebody else
You took something perfect
And painted it red
When, you took something perfect
And painted it red

You take the best things from
Then everything gets empty
That's not a world that I need
Oooh, you take the best things from me
Then everything gets empty
That's not a world that I need
Oohhh

And I can't do this by myself
All of these problems, they're all in your head
And I can't be somebody else
You took something perfect
And painted it red
When, you took something perfect
And painted it red
When, you took something perfect and painted it red
You took something perfect
And painted it red


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Get sexy

I am sorry.

I will spend more time with you this weekend.

I promise.

I think.


P/S: Football blog is updated again.



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Basket case

Kalaulah aku boleh sumpah diorang semua... satu-satu jadi beruk.

 

 

What is it in the water that they drink? Why did this particular university accept them in the first place? Yes, we should encourage education but shouldn't it be realistic?

 

When your command of English is poor, you'll have a problem expressing yourself. When you lack the ability to express yourself, how on earth can you share your ideas and visions? When you take up a subject like communication or business management, if people don't understand a hoot of what you are saying, then how can your message be effective?

 

But if you have come to this stage (tertiary/higher level stage) without any problem so far, then who is to be fucking blamed? Who was the one who told you that you had been doing well and that you had been coherent and logical? Fuck, blame the stupid school and the stupid educational system that mentioned that university is for everyone.

 

University is not for everyone (unless it's my alma mater - Edith Cowan - which does have programmes for almost everyone). Just because you have survived high school and college, you think the next logical step is university. The next step may not be the right step if you don't have the aptitude or the capability for it.

 

I am sorry. If you want to study here in Singapore or in Australian universities, you have to know your English. If you are weak in the language, show me that you are actually doing something to improve it. What you know - speak or write - is not enough, damn it.

 

And for the other equally guilty party - the unis and academic institutes - dont just accept these students blindly. Please look at your English proficiency requirement and do a major rehaul. How on earth did you manage to get such students into your system? Find your bloody loopholes, damn it.

 

Basket.

Buat aku marah aja.

 

 

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Solitary man

Social cohesion speech timely as complacency may have set in
By Imelda Saad, Channel NewsAsia Posted: 17 August 2009 2149 hrs

SINGAPORE: It was a National Day Rally of a different kind this year as the sensitive topic of race and religion dominated Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong's address to the nation.

Some 40 minutes of Mr Lee's speech on Sunday evening were devoted to the need for Singapore to maintain racial and religious harmony. As the prime minister pointed out, it was an "unusually serious and sensitive subject" for the rally.

Political observers said it is a reminder to Singaporeans not to take social cohesion for granted as the makeup of the Singapore society is changing. One Cabinet minister told Channel NewsAsia on Monday that now is as good a time as any to send out that message.

Eugene Tan, assistant professor, School of Law, Singapore Management University, said: "We have more new immigrants who may come to Singapore without having a full appreciation of our multi-racial, multi-religious and multi-lingual society.

"Some of them come from fairly homogeneous society, so the lack of appreciation for some of the differences that exist in our society could cause conflict and tension. I think at the same time, it'll be useful to see more substantive measures taken to ensure that the new immigrants get up to speed quickly about our society."

Agreeing, research fellow at the Institute of Policy Studies, Azhar Ghani, said: "Over the years, the different groups that form the Singaporean ethnoscape have settled into an equilibrium in how they interact with each other.

"This equilibrium may be affected if different or fresh interpretations of religious norms that may come with increasing religiosity were to accentuate differences and promote exclusivity.

"This equilibrium may also be affected with immigration as those settling here not only bring with them skills, but also specific national histories and multiple identities."

(Read more here.)


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Dear Mr Prime Minister,

Yes, you have now reminded us. Yes, there's no excuse for us to forget and get careless about the sensitive shroud we are in. Thank you for the gentle reminder.

However, what steps have you taken to make sure that foreign workers are aware of the complicated circumstance they are in? What further steps are you taking to improve their assimilation programme, if there is any at all?

Are you going to depend on each individual company/organisation to take it upon itself to ensure positive social, racial and religious integration? On companies or organisations which are more focussed on cutting cost and making more profits? Companies or organisations which may lack ethics, aptitude and sometimes...brains?

I have seen foreigners who are indifferent to our cultures and beliefs. Why do you do about them? You give them more expat money? How do you make sure they can harmoniously live in our neighbourhoods? How can you make us less cynical?

We are trained to be told what to do and to just wait-and-see. So, let's see what you will do to handle my pressing issue and then I can try to be told what to do.


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The day we found love

The football blog has been resurrected.

 

..

 

I am tired.

 

..

 

I dont think I like my crush anymore.

 

..

 

I need a new crush.

 

 

 

 

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If God will send His angels

I am getting acquainted with old U2 songs. I guess, as I get on with age, I think I can finally understand their music (e.g. All I Want, Miss Sarajevo and If God Will Send His Angels). But...just a few of their songs. I still cannot stomach many of their songs.


Came to school at around 1330hrs only to be told that my night class had been cancelled. WTF, lah. If I had known this earlier, I would be at work in the morning and I could have knocked off by now. Urgh.




...sigh...


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Somewhere only we know

I came back early despite taking the bus home. Didnt fancy shopping or catching a show alone. Plus, I am feeling horribly ugly, no thanks to the itchy scaly skin and a soon-to-be peeling ashened face.

At work just now, Berry Berry Strawberry even said that I looked like I had fallen into an oil vat. Tsk, some friends.

Anyway...where was I?

Oh so I came home early and I managed to catch the never-ending reruns of Friends. It was the episode where the gang had a little get-together for Rachel, who was leaving for France. Rachel pulled each one to the side and had a one-on-one farewell moment...all except with Ross. Ross, naturally upset when Rachel left abruptly after hugging everyone else, marched to see Rachel, lashed out at her and left in a huff.

The one that got me in a teary (but still hot) mess was when Rachel came to Ross' place and admitted that leaving Ross was the most hardest thing she would have ever done. She said she didnt have the guts to see Ross cause seeing him made her not want to leave. Ross then lunged and kissed the startled Rachel.

Dramatic pause.

Rachel kissed him back.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Such a tender bittersweet moment.

In the meantime, I'll continue waiting.

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Holding back the years

It's less than 2 hours till break fast time.

 

...

...

...

 

I am holding on.

 

Barely.

 

Astargfirullah!

 

 

 

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Miss Europa Disco Dancer

From the looks of it, I'm going to have at least 3 students (for now) for the bridging programme comes October. That means, my European Cinema Studies class will run. Wow...that's exciting. That's what I've been trying to conduct. After that, I can finally go in peace.

 

Rizky, please sign up. Hurry!

 

 

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Soul shake down party

I'm back and itching like hell.

Tioman has always been an enigma to me. I've been there around 5 times and it still gives me warped/bizarre adventure. This time round, it's no different.


Day 1 (08-08-2009 @ 0300hrs)
A-Go-Go, JLo, the sister and I gathered at a bus stop near Kranji MRT and waited for the coach. We were surrounded by Malay old folks and their families. It felt like the Haj season was here. It was funny to see them striking a conversation with A-Go-Go and JLo. Just because they both looked like a Malay, all the pakciks and makciks assumed they were one. Hah.

We cleared the customs with no glitch and we finally reached Tanjong Gemok ferry terminal at about 0700hrs. The ferry came about 30 minutes later and we were all whisked across the South China Sea to Tioman. Our resort was the Idaman Beach Resort and it was located at Kampong Genting, a village which I had come to be familiar with. However, this resort was at the far end of the village and so, we had quite a walk.

We settled down and fell asleep. At 1500hrs, we woke up and headed to the main "town" area and ate kampong food. Brought the rest to the other end of the coast so that they could 'take snap'. For I was a jaded cow, I let them do their camwhoring while I just ... spaced out.

We headed back home, changed to our wet attire and dove into the sea which was just in front of our room (which looked just like a container by the way). When evening loomed near, we went to the other side to catch a better view of the sunset. We stumbled back quickly after that in order to catch our dinner back at the resort at 2000hrs.

Dinner was all right. The Malay folks made everything so boisterous and festive-like. Haha, typical Malay get-together feeling I suppose. Very holistic and original village vibe. We walked to the town area again where the rest had food (dinner was too spicy for the Filipinas). After that, hahahaha, I took them to see Coco at his bar and we got shisha and Coco Special among others.

At midnight, we were the last ones to leave. Coco, who had since became a friend, decided to dance for us (to 'Livin La Vida Loca') and I was seriously traumatised.

By the way, CY2, Des and Esther, you guys remember Coco right? He has now become more "womanly"! I didnt get to get a picture but man...he's more effeminate now.

Oh well... it was then time to stumble our way in the dark and walked a long distance by the coast to our hut.

Day 2 (09-08-2009)
Happy National Day, ya'll.

I got the timing mixed up and got everyone up for breakfast an hour early at 0700hrs. Amazing. So were the first to be there for breakfast. Heck, breakfast wasnt even fully ready yet. Anyway, it was Nasi Lemak and sliced bread with a variety of spread. I managed to smuggle a hardboiled egg out of the eating area...to be eaten later.

At 0900hts, we set out for our snorkeling trip with an obscene amount of sunblock all over our bodies. First stop was the main village "city" area - Kampong Tekek. I think the boatman wanted to avoid the hundreds of Singaporean crowd and so he brought us to this non-snorkel area first. He showed us the yachts and the duty-free shop..etc...things which, frankly, I did not give a damn about. We finally left that place around 1030hrs and headed to the Marine Park where we got off the boat, onto the jetty and down into the sea. I've been here so many times I didnt even bother looking at the fishes... :(

Lunch was a packed affair on-shore. Food was all right and at 1300hrs, we left Marine Park and headed to Renggis Island to check out the corals and more fish. Again, I've been here many a time but as this place has many beautiful live corals, I put in more effort to enjoy haha.

We stayed for only about an hour or so and were then whisked up into our speedboats. The boatman got possesed and he sped all the way back. Maybe he needed to shit badly. The boat went so fast that the thought of being left in the sea in the middle of nowhere sounded much safer. Anyway, as expected, we reached home safely.

We got back and realised hey...it's not even 1430hrs yet. So, the sister, A-Go-Go and I jumped back into the sea infront of our crib. JLo went to bed cause she had a headache from the sun. A-Go-Go didnt last long also and she retreated 30 mins later. The sister and I swam far enough to discover more corals and fish in the deeper area. We eventually got our terribly wrinkly bodies at about 1700hrs.

All of us headed back to the town area soon after for food. We hung out there for a while...ate ice cream...before making our way back and ..haha..had the bbq-ed dinner get-together with the aunties and uncles. We managed to have a birthday celebration for those who were born in the month of August...complete with a thanksgiving prayer administered by one of the uncles. At 2022hrs, thr tour leader got everyone to sing birthday song, the national anthem and then, the pledge. It couldnt get any more bizarre!!

We took a walk to the town area again (!!) after dinner cause the rest wanted to have coffee. I was ready to sleep but realised it was still too early. I joined them and we then ended up at the jetty, spacing out. We didnt go to Coco's cause A-Go-Go lost her money somewhere and had no money on her. Me...I was too tired to listen to loud music and all.

We had an early night...at midnight. I was beginning to itch like crazy.

Day 3 (10-08-2009)
Breakfast was at 0800hrs and when we were done, A-Go-Go, JLo and I jumped into the cool sea again as the sister continued to sleep. We started packing after that and did last-minute camwhoring. Lunch was at noon and everyone was raring to leave. By 1400hrs, we made our slow walk to the jetty, taking the 1430hrs ferry back to mainland.

Unfortunately, the ferry that came at that time was too full. We waited for another one...and another one ... and another. In all, we waited for 3 hours, getting a sunburn along the way.

We finally boarded the ferry at 1730hrs and after some "high-sea drama" we finally left the island and headed for Mersing (Johor) where our coach had been waiting since 1600hrs. The journey at sea was about 2 hours and the sister and I sat on the upper deck, soaking in the rays of the setting sun.

At almost 2000hrs, the boatmen asked us to go downstairs. I thought we had reached cause I could see the bright lights of mainland. But ah, I was wrong. We were then told that as the water near the jetty was too shallow, we all had to be transferred into smaller speedboats.

The scenes followed were just like scenes from 'Empire of the Sun' or some illegal immigrant movies. It was dark and babies were crying. Old ladies and men were groping in the dark as they struggled to get off the bigger ships into the smaller ones (hell, even I struggled!). Mind you, some of these makciks were walking around with a walking stick, okay. We all squeezed into smaller speedboats which were unlit and reeked of kerosene and petrol. They smelled like they could explode any moment, man. 10 minutes later, we finally reached the freaking shore. What followed next was a really funny sight. My fellow vacationers - the old folks - were smiling and laughing and they were all sighing in great relief. We all tumbled out of the speedboats one by one, dazed but happy to land. Luggage came out one by one..babies passed from one hand to another, elder folks being carried/helped.

The sister thought we all looked like refugees reaching the nearest Medical Post or some refugee camps... but some of the funnier old folks said it was like they had reached the Holy Land. I, on the other hand, thought we all looked as if we had found the Rastafarian's Zion. Bliss!

We all bundled into the coach only to get down again 5 minutes later for dinner at a (very) nearby restaurant. At 2130hrs, we finally left Mersing and made our way to the customs checkpoint.

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Hilarious trip. Now, if I can make this itch go away, I will look back and will have an even fonder memory. In fact, I am planning to go back somewhere in October or November but I think...that's a little bit too much. Hah, maybe next year...to Japamala Resort or something.

Okay...I want to go home!!!!

P/S: I heard the NDP was good and that the Singapore Idol was hilarious. I will have to rush home later to catch the 1900hrs repeat telecast.

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Singapura, sunny island set in the sea

At 0300hrs later, I will be on a coach on my way to Tioman with the sister, A-Go-Go and J-Lo. For the next 3 days, we will be at Idaman Beach Resort.

I will miss the NDP for the first time in my conscious life (yes, there were some "lost" years ) and I will definitely be a little sad to miss the ceremonial part of the parade. But, I just a need little break and I think Singapore will understand. Plus, the calling of pure shores is too strong.

Happy National birthdayIndependence Day, old lady.


P/S: Come on, baby. You know the reason why I go away. It's because I love the feeling of coming back to you :)


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Heal the pain

I am just in the need for some sexy George Michael swaying.

Come, join me.

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Let me tell you a secret
Put it in your heart and keep it
Something that I want you to know
Do something for me
Listen to my simple story
And maybe we'll have someting to show

You tell me you're cold on the inside
How can the outside world
Be a place that your heart can embrace
Be good to yourself
Because nobody else
Has the power to make you happy

How can I help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
That you're feeling inside
Whenever you want me
You know that I will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you'll be mine

He must have really hurt you
To make you say the things that you do
He must have really hurt you
To make those pretty eyes look so blue

He must have known
That he could
That you'd never leave him
Now you can't see my love is good
And that I'm not him

How can I help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
That you're feeling inside
Whenever you want me
You know that I will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you'll be mine

Who needs a lover
That can't be a friend
Something tells me I'm the one you've been looking for
If you ever should see him again
Won't you tell him you've found someone who gives you more

Someone who will protect you
Love and respect you
All those things
That he never could bring to you
Like I do
Or rather I would
Won't you show me your heart
Like you should

Won't you let me in
Let this love begin
Won't you show me your heart now
I'll be good to you
I can make this thing true
And get to your heart somehow - Heal The Pain, GM

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Tioman tomorrow :)



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Baby don't forget my number

Got this from an ex-colleague.
Too smart for his own good, I suppose.


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The Hell of a Date

Did you know ...?

At 34 minutes 56 seconds past noon, on 7th August 2009, the time and date on that Friday will be 12:34:56 07/08/09 - I mean the British way.

Finally comes some "marriageable date and time" for odd couples suffering from numerical perversion.

Or, for eBay mathepreneurs, here's a zillion-in-one chance for auctioning some once-in-a-lifetime collectible items tattooed with that numerological sign for die-hard collectors.

Indeed, only your limited imagination would stop you from not leveraging or capitalizing on that "arithmetical oddity" to earning some obscene bucks.

So, stop your half-past-six editing or dreaded re-writing for a while, and start thinking like a five-to-nine e-worker^! I mean, stop doing the "write/rite/rights thing" for a moment, and think of creatively making the numbers work for you.

As for me, I'm figuring out how to capture that memorable date with a rented second-hand, first-generation digital camera - I mean using the technology of zeros and ones to take a shot of our first ten digits, which had served us so well since mankind discovered the usefulness of numerals* to enumerate# their sheep and goats.

So, start befriending these "friendly numbers" to make them work for you! Believe it or not, trading numbers can make you RICH! Sell your "prosperous numbers" to the irrationally superstitious (especially with the Seventh Month in view) or the numerically challenged - an innumerate lot longing to buy those "good-omened numbers". Remember: Numbers do numb the weaklings!

^ On average, a 9-to-6 worker slogs it out three times more and earns three times less than a 6-to-9 e-worker.
* Symbols to represent numbers
# A high-tech word for counting

The e-mailer is currently co-ghostwriting “The MATHEMATIC$ OF RICH”, scheduled for 2010, in time for the Youth Olympic Games. Pre-orders of 1234 copies or more may be made at MATH$RICH@56789.com.sg

(c)YKC
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We, geniuses, are always misunderstood.

Hahahahaha.


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Thursday's child

It's almost 0700hrs and I have been up for the past 3 hours. It's Thursday morning and that means, BizComm class later at 0900hrs. Crap, it's in 2 hours' time and I still havent done going through Deakin's gazillion PowerPoint slides. I cant wing it cause I am not really familiar teaching this unit.

On a brighter note, hey, at least the Uni provides the slides and I dont have to start from scratch. I could put in more effort in reading the prescribed textbook though. But to my defence, it's all damn business-y and technical and crap, I'm the least business-y kind of being. I really think they've got the wrong person to do this job.

I am so sorry, students.
But then again, maybe you guys deserve it, you lazy buggers.


:(


Watched GI JOE:Rise of Cobra last night. It was better than Transformers 2, in all honesty. But, I still find Channing Tatum retarded-looking and he should just stick to dancing.



Came home close to midnight and fell asleep on the floor and now, I am cramming.

I deserve a shitty Thursday.

Oh no.


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Mercy

I give up in seeking alternative further education in my areas of passion.

Think it's time I beg NUS and NTU and learn more stupid media stuff.

 

 

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I gotta feeling

"Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
May they feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very
Mad world, Mad world
Mad world, Mad world"

Song to say goodbye

Come on! People like them give radio presenting a freaking bad name. It's not fair. And I love Jackie O. Damn you, Sandilands.


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Aussie radio show pulled after live teen rape claim
Posted: 03 August 2009 1915 hrs

SYDNEY : An Australian radio show was yanked off the air on Monday after causing outrage when a teenage girl was hooked up to a lie detector and forced to admit that she was raped at the age of 12.

Sydney radio station 2Day FM said the "Kyle and Jackie O Show" that featured the stunt had been suspended indefinitely pending a review.

One of the presenters, Kyle Sandilands, was also kicked off the popular "Australian Idol" show, with network chiefs saying he did not fit its family focus.

It followed a public outcry over a segment on Wednesday in which a 14-year-old broke down after her mother -- who had volunteered to be on air -- quizzed her about whether she was sexually active, despite knowing she had been assaulted.

"I've already told you the story about this, and don't look at me and smile because it's not funny," said the girl, who was strapped to a polygraph machine.

"Oh OK, I got raped when I was 12 years old," she said.

Sandilands was accused of further insensitivity when he then asked "Right, and is that the only sexual experience you've had?" His co-host then stepped in and ended the segment.

Prime Minister Kevin Rudd led a barrage of criticism from psychologists, broadcasters, child protection and rape crisis groups.

"This is really off. It's wrong, shouldn't be done," Rudd said last Friday.

"This is a young girl and I am, as I think most Australians are, really distressed at the way in which the young person has been treated in this way."

The New South Wales state government ordered child welfare officers and police to investigate the girl's rape claim.

Sandilands, famed for his shock jock persona who pulled off stunts like drinking breast milk and launching a competition to find Sydney's smallest penis, apologised but said he had "no idea" about the girl's past.

A statement from the radio station issued late on Sunday said Sandilands was "unable to perform his on-air duties at this time".

It also said the show would not air until the station reviews its protocols for audience interaction.

In a separate move, the Ten television network axed Sandilands from "Australian Idol."

"Obviously culminating with events of last week, we have made the decision that Kyle will no longer be a judge on Australian Idol," programming boss David Mott said.

"Australian Idol is very much a family program and its appeal is very much right across the board and we'd like to think that all families can enjoy the program in front of the TV."

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Am meeting Nani for dinner tonight. I think she wont be having a birthday gathering if I am not wrong and I can be on her side for this. I think there is no point anymore. It's almost torturous to rope everyone in and I think it's time to reassess who your friends really are because it is not about birthdays and weddings anymore.

Maybe I'm being hasty and unfair. But I think it's time to shed the passengers with heavy baggage in my life.

Good riddance, ya'll.


P/S: Muttons, you have gotten your away for quite time now. One day, you'll be fired as well.


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Better be home soon

One of Ed's many sleeper hit favourites. I love this better than its counterpart, Don't Dream It's Over.

Crowded House, you rock, you emo fuckers.



Somewhere deep inside
Something's got a hold on you
And it's pushing me aside
See it stretch on forever

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon

Stripping back the coats
Of lies and deception
Back to nothingness
Like a week in the desert

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon

So don't say no, don't say nothing's wrong
Cos when you get back home maybe I'll be gone

It would cause me pain
If we were to end it
But I could start again
You can depend on it

I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon


:)


My mad weekend was .. well .. maddening. I cant even remember what I did on Friday, if I had done anything at all. Saturday was the OPEN HOUSE day at work which saw me at work till 1730hrs. Then, A-Go-Go, J-Lo and I headed to Dempsey Hill where we chilled out for a while (hey, I remember writing this. Did I blog on Saturday?)

We headed to Pasta Brava at 1945hrs and Andrew's friend - Paula - joined us. Susan and Sean backed out last minute and I was glad I had my colleagues with me. Andrew and Nani came at about 2015hrs and Nani was surprised, of course. I think she's more surprised to see A-Go-Go and J-Lo than to see me. Still...I think overall we had a good time. Was surprised to witness how nice Paula was, considering she's hot and a TV personality and all. A-Go-Go, who was high (before 2000hrs! Tsk tsk!) even before dinner had to ask Paula a stupid question. Question like:


I like your hair. Where did you get it?


Doh, A-Go-Go.
She got it from a mama shop.

Heh, but like I said...overall, it was a great dinner.

JLo, A-Go-Go and I headed to chill at Boat Quay and I eventually got home at 0300hrs. Managed to sleep at 0500hrs...only to be awaken by the mother an hour later. By 0700hrs, I was already at Kallang Bahru, at my cousin's food stall. It was her wedding day and so the mother, bride's mother and I was up cooking some food at the stall to prepare for the reception at 1030hrs. It was the first time being in the stall kitchen. The mother has been working there for a few years now and yet, I've never stepped into the kitchen. That was also the very same food stall kitchen where my cousin's first hubby passed out and died many years ago. Think I was still with ShitNPee then and I did blog about it.

Oh well.
C'est la vie.

So the cousin decided to get married again. I am happy for her. Her hubby was her good friend back in school and they met each other again through my family. The thing is the groom's family was very close to mine. His dad was my religious teacher and we knew his family eversince I was..9. We would go to his house every night to learn the holy book. When my religious teacher died, we still manage to keep in contact. So somehow, the cousin and the old friend managed to find each other again and ...ah..love blossomed. Both found each other at the worst time in their lives - after a spouse demise and after a bitter divorce. Love does work in a mysterious way.

Relatives asked me when my turn would be. I just shrugged. What else can I say? I attended the cousin's first wedding when I was 5. 24 years later, I attended her wedding again. People couldnt wait for my marriage...they went ahead and got married again!


Oh well.
C'est la vie.

Dragged myself home at around 1400hrs even though the relatives were all lounging at my cousin's place. It was hot and I was sticky and EXTREMELY sleepy. Caught a bit of TV and a nap at home and then at about 1700hrs, I got to AMK Ave 3 with Meiling and we headed to Mellben for some crab loving. I was hungry as I did not eat much at the wedding. Seriously, if you know how certain foods are cooked, you wouldnt want to eat them either. Haha, kidding. I had a lot of grapes there and I just didnt fancy Malay wedding food. Besides, I was saving my stomach for crabs :)

Mentioning crabs, we had crab bee hoon, creamy butter crab and baby kailan with scallops.



We got our food at 1745hrs and wow, the next 1.5hrs was just blissful silence, apart from the constant shell-cracking sounds. Of course we then walked back to AMK Hub holding our stomachs in greed regret.

Oh well.
C'est la vie.

We hung around for a little while and I got home at 2030hrs...read papers and fell asleep in the living room 15 minutes later, all the way till this morning.

Weekend come and go in a blaze.
Next week, destination Tioman.


P/S: I feel guilty for going away during National Day. I have never missed watching the parade either live or on TV :(


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It's beginning to look alot like Christmas

Just came back about an hour ago.

 

You know I had a good Saturday. Work was dumb but bearable as I put on 'It's A Wonderful Life' and teared a little in my Mass Comm room. I had a good time chilling with A-Go-Go and J-Lo at Dempsey after that before going to an Italian restaurant at Tanjong Pagar (Pasta Brava) for Nani's surprise birthday dinner soiree later in the evening. A-Go-Go, J-Lo and I then took a walk to Boat Quay and chilled some more.

 

All's well but not for long.

 

Checked my email and saw a stupid dumbfuck email from my uni student...bugging the bejeezus out of me.

 

Nabeh.

 

 

P/S: HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANI! Hope you had a good time :)

 

 

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Dahil sayo

Come, watch this Pinoy gem :)



Happy weekend, people.


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