Thursday, December 16, 2010
A child
So...I guess I'm too late to get the free supplementary card from my dad. I was going through the letters today and I came across the 2 credit cards, to my mum and dad. So I made a passing comment, to my mum who was watching tv, that I also wanted one. Well guess what. She said I'm too young for one and that I would get scammed to sign illegitimate things. So I retort that I was going to be 20 soon. Highlight of the day: she tells me I had the mindset of a child. Ouch. That really hurts. The only place I hear this is when people are referring to the less mentally endowed. Thanks mum. You've hurt me yet again. You could have said that I wasn't mature enough but noooooo... You had to compare me to a child. Saying childish would have been better, thank you.
So now I'm beginning to doubt myself. But how much do you really know? We don't even spend much time together. Sure I spend too much time gaming. But surely that isn't a true reflection of my real personality. My lecturer showed us a powerpoint of inspirational quotes today. One of them was something along the lines of "Everyone sees what you seem, but only some know who you are".
Friday, November 19, 2010
The way the cookie crumbles
Procedures:
Take a sandwich cookie. Take a rock (or anything hard). Put said cookie on the table. Put said rock on top of the cookie. Apply pressure from directly above onto the rock, onto the cookie.
Observations:
1. Top piece crumbles
2. Bottom piece crumbles
3. The cream in the middle looks for release, peeking through cracks and the sides of the sandwich cookie
The story:
The cookie is a unit of support. The cookies hold the cream, and the cream holds the cookies. The unit is put between a rock and a hard place. Both pieces of cookie finds it difficult to counter the different sources of the force. They instinctively try to protect themselves, but in doing so, fail to work together (How could they have worked together? Well, in becoming Super Cookie of course! But that's not the point here). They thus fail to protect themselves, and the cream in the centre. This is where they start to crumble...
But the story isn't about the cookies. It is about the cream. You see, the cream, having lost its support system, is fighting a battle on its own (possibly a losing one). No matter who started it, self-preservation is key at that point in time. This is where the cream shows us its real nature, its flexibility and adaptability. However, one cannot argue that the cream is no longer the same as it once had been...
Everyone has the potential to be adaptable, simply because it is in our genes. They were passed down from our ancestors who had evolved from apes, to what we are now. We shouldn't let hardships deter us from living life. On the other hand, we have to realise that nothing will ever be the same. We might as well embrace the change.
Take a sandwich cookie. Take a rock (or anything hard). Put said cookie on the table. Put said rock on top of the cookie. Apply pressure from directly above onto the rock, onto the cookie.
Observations:
1. Top piece crumbles
2. Bottom piece crumbles
3. The cream in the middle looks for release, peeking through cracks and the sides of the sandwich cookie
The story:
The cookie is a unit of support. The cookies hold the cream, and the cream holds the cookies. The unit is put between a rock and a hard place. Both pieces of cookie finds it difficult to counter the different sources of the force. They instinctively try to protect themselves, but in doing so, fail to work together (How could they have worked together? Well, in becoming Super Cookie of course! But that's not the point here). They thus fail to protect themselves, and the cream in the centre. This is where they start to crumble...
But the story isn't about the cookies. It is about the cream. You see, the cream, having lost its support system, is fighting a battle on its own (possibly a losing one). No matter who started it, self-preservation is key at that point in time. This is where the cream shows us its real nature, its flexibility and adaptability. However, one cannot argue that the cream is no longer the same as it once had been...
Everyone has the potential to be adaptable, simply because it is in our genes. They were passed down from our ancestors who had evolved from apes, to what we are now. We shouldn't let hardships deter us from living life. On the other hand, we have to realise that nothing will ever be the same. We might as well embrace the change.
Random adds
What a coincidence... Some unknown person has been adding my friends and I on facebook. Well, I haven't rejected nor accepted yet. The funny thing is, when I went to his profile (to try to figure out who he is), I saw that it was full of _______ is now friends with ______ and 10 other people. I got amused when there was a break in between, where someone actually commented something along the lines of "hi, thanks for the add... but who are you???" My sentiments exactly! But why did you even accept the invite in the first place?! Well I was almost tempted to accept him just to "like" that comment. Almost.
Anyway, I was going through his wall using my phone, which *gasp* doesn't have that large a screen. So, while waiting for "See more posts" to load, a picture of one of the people he recently added caught my eye. It was an Audition avatar, albeit tiny on the screen. Naturally, I was curious, considering that the rest of the pictures were (probably) of normal humans. Clicking on it, I found my in-game buddy, Raspberry. Cool. Not to mention creepy.
Out of so many people "equipping" their avatars with the same clothes and the same hair (I would say that same hair item is owned by half the girl population in the game itself), it had to be someone I knew. This world is indeed small, huh.
Anyway, I was going through his wall using my phone, which *gasp* doesn't have that large a screen. So, while waiting for "See more posts" to load, a picture of one of the people he recently added caught my eye. It was an Audition avatar, albeit tiny on the screen. Naturally, I was curious, considering that the rest of the pictures were (probably) of normal humans. Clicking on it, I found my in-game buddy, Raspberry. Cool. Not to mention creepy.
Out of so many people "equipping" their avatars with the same clothes and the same hair (I would say that same hair item is owned by half the girl population in the game itself), it had to be someone I knew. This world is indeed small, huh.
Friday, November 05, 2010
Sometimes I just feel so down that I can't even blog on my Space. I feel downright emotionless right now. I don't feel.
I guess I don't want to attract attention. Check that, I don't want the people who care about me to know about what's going on. I'm quirky that way. It's often easier to talk to acquaintances about personal problems, I feel. That way, you're not burdening someone you care about? Maybe. I don't know. I can't tell my Mum anything, much less my Dad. I blame it on the generation gap. Sometimes I wish I have an older brother. I've always been envious of my girl friends who have older brothers. I know, being not envious of other people but be satisfied with yourself. But one can't help but be curious what it would be like... to feel protected, to feel like someone is standing guard for you.
I have no idea why I attract younger god-brothers in game. Maybe I'm too naggy, because I don't think I'm caring. I've never been brought up to be caring. I'm bad around children. I can't treat them like they are less than what I am. I can't not talk to them normally and show them respect. Well that's singing my own praises. But that's what comes to mind when I have to communicate with them. I'm just scared of communicating with them. Oh I really want a cat. I just want a hug.
I've just written down everything I remember about a past encounter into my long-forgotten diary (if I can still call it that). So now, I have no need to store it in my brain. Bad things are meant to be forgotten, because it hurts. Hurt makes us stronger. But constant hurt wears us down. So, bad things won't be forgotten. But that doesn't mean it they should stay etched in our memory forever. I say they're just a waste of space. I read through the entries in my diary. Most were about my primary school life. They reminded me of some things that I wasn't consciously aware of happened throughout these few years. I looked back at it in amusement, and some sort of realisation, like my vision has been cleared up. I asked myself questions in the past, like 'Who was lying?'. I found that I saw things from an outsider's point of vies. I could answer them now. Maybe a few years down the road, I'll look back at this saga in amusement.
As I've said, sadness shouldn't be contained. Writing it down helps. Doesn't matter if you were to tear it up or to burn it down. At least, you would have taken a step to getting it out of your mind. Cleansing it. Transferring the burden to something real, something tangible. You know it has happened, you can't really go back in time and change things (but if you do, bring me). Yes, we have the desire to change things, do things differently. People say "Never regret". The truth is, you will regret at some point in time. The trick is not think that something is not regretful. Everything has its plus side. That's what someone said to me yesterday.
I've come to terms. I'm moving on. I'd like to think that. But the truth is, I'll need someone to care. Not to care for, no.
Moving on seems like it could be such a great feeling. I can't feel it, yet. I'm going to have to depend on my friends, I guess. We are lucky to have friends, we are. I found a long-lost friend recently. She made the game so much more fun. I'm waiting for some people to come back to me.
Who am I kidding? I still would like to make the people who hurt me pay. But I guess I should just let nature take its course. A watched pot never boils. I'm verging on psychotic, I believe. Well, a little hate is healthy. At least I don't go around ruining other people's lives for not apparent reason.
Cheers
I guess I don't want to attract attention. Check that, I don't want the people who care about me to know about what's going on. I'm quirky that way. It's often easier to talk to acquaintances about personal problems, I feel. That way, you're not burdening someone you care about? Maybe. I don't know. I can't tell my Mum anything, much less my Dad. I blame it on the generation gap. Sometimes I wish I have an older brother. I've always been envious of my girl friends who have older brothers. I know, being not envious of other people but be satisfied with yourself. But one can't help but be curious what it would be like... to feel protected, to feel like someone is standing guard for you.
I have no idea why I attract younger god-brothers in game. Maybe I'm too naggy, because I don't think I'm caring. I've never been brought up to be caring. I'm bad around children. I can't treat them like they are less than what I am. I can't not talk to them normally and show them respect. Well that's singing my own praises. But that's what comes to mind when I have to communicate with them. I'm just scared of communicating with them. Oh I really want a cat. I just want a hug.
I've just written down everything I remember about a past encounter into my long-forgotten diary (if I can still call it that). So now, I have no need to store it in my brain. Bad things are meant to be forgotten, because it hurts. Hurt makes us stronger. But constant hurt wears us down. So, bad things won't be forgotten. But that doesn't mean it they should stay etched in our memory forever. I say they're just a waste of space. I read through the entries in my diary. Most were about my primary school life. They reminded me of some things that I wasn't consciously aware of happened throughout these few years. I looked back at it in amusement, and some sort of realisation, like my vision has been cleared up. I asked myself questions in the past, like 'Who was lying?'. I found that I saw things from an outsider's point of vies. I could answer them now. Maybe a few years down the road, I'll look back at this saga in amusement.
As I've said, sadness shouldn't be contained. Writing it down helps. Doesn't matter if you were to tear it up or to burn it down. At least, you would have taken a step to getting it out of your mind. Cleansing it. Transferring the burden to something real, something tangible. You know it has happened, you can't really go back in time and change things (but if you do, bring me). Yes, we have the desire to change things, do things differently. People say "Never regret". The truth is, you will regret at some point in time. The trick is not think that something is not regretful. Everything has its plus side. That's what someone said to me yesterday.
I've come to terms. I'm moving on. I'd like to think that. But the truth is, I'll need someone to care. Not to care for, no.
Moving on seems like it could be such a great feeling. I can't feel it, yet. I'm going to have to depend on my friends, I guess. We are lucky to have friends, we are. I found a long-lost friend recently. She made the game so much more fun. I'm waiting for some people to come back to me.
Who am I kidding? I still would like to make the people who hurt me pay. But I guess I should just let nature take its course. A watched pot never boils. I'm verging on psychotic, I believe. Well, a little hate is healthy. At least I don't go around ruining other people's lives for not apparent reason.
Cheers
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Me Time
I'm of the opinion I spend too much 'me time'. Asleep, it's me time. In the bathroom, it's me time. Watching cartoons, it's me time. Eating fruits, it's me time. Journey to school, it's me time. Doing homework, it's me time. Using computer, it's me time.
Sure, I talk and sms to my friends. And I listen to the lecturers. But i don't have time to talk to my family. I don't like to be disturbed when I'm having me time. But I'm practically having me time all day, everyday. Something is very very wrong
Sure, I talk and sms to my friends. And I listen to the lecturers. But i don't have time to talk to my family. I don't like to be disturbed when I'm having me time. But I'm practically having me time all day, everyday. Something is very very wrong
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Something is definitely wrong. Crying without a direct impact isn't normal. Feeling emotional without any apparent reason is dangerous. Well at least there's no suicidal tendency. Revenge will definitely be sweet.
The mind plays tricks on us. Mine seems to have too much imagination that isn't released in enough channels. It scares me.
Sometimes things don't work out the way you want it to. I want to be happy, but the happiness seems to be cheerfulness, shortlived.
Sometimes you just can't seem to kick the feeling of loneliness out of your mind, and your heart.
The mind plays tricks on us. Mine seems to have too much imagination that isn't released in enough channels. It scares me.
Sometimes things don't work out the way you want it to. I want to be happy, but the happiness seems to be cheerfulness, shortlived.
Sometimes you just can't seem to kick the feeling of loneliness out of your mind, and your heart.
Friends
So who are your real friends?
Those who make you happy by spending time to do things with you that you are happy doing? Those who spend hours chatting with you? Those who don't bother with you unless you're in trouble and need their help? Those who take up any of your crazy suggestions just to be there for you when you get hurt? Those who console you when something bad happpens? Those who entertain you when you can't sleep? Those who beat up the people who hurt you? Those who remind you of your place when you're being mean? Those who point out your mistakes?
Those who need you? Those whom you want to help? Those whom you want to spend time with? Those whom you want to know better?
Bottom line: Friends are people who stay by your side even when you think you don't need them.
Those who make you happy by spending time to do things with you that you are happy doing? Those who spend hours chatting with you? Those who don't bother with you unless you're in trouble and need their help? Those who take up any of your crazy suggestions just to be there for you when you get hurt? Those who console you when something bad happpens? Those who entertain you when you can't sleep? Those who beat up the people who hurt you? Those who remind you of your place when you're being mean? Those who point out your mistakes?
Those who need you? Those whom you want to help? Those whom you want to spend time with? Those whom you want to know better?
Bottom line: Friends are people who stay by your side even when you think you don't need them.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Be not envious of others, but be happy with oneself.
Bruises on my hands again. I have a feeling I'm not throwing correctly.
My stomach is growling incessantly. Now I don't know whether I'm supposed to be hungry or not. Because it growls even after a meal. Great.
My stomach is growling incessantly. Now I don't know whether I'm supposed to be hungry or not. Because it growls even after a meal. Great.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Life in a capsule
Woke up this morning with my head in an awkward angle. So, as expected, my neck/shoulder was a little tight. I ended up with a neck muscle strain after attempting to stretch. At least that didn't happen in the middle of a game. It happened when i was waiting for sw to invite people in. Good thing is, it's not as tight as when it happened. Bad thing is, it's still tight.
Today was Family Day, well, at least it was at the condo. I like the balloons they hung up across the edge of the swimming pool. Didn't participate in anything because we didn't sign up and/or pay. Haha. But i've realised that my estate still looks as nice as it has been when we first moved in. At least now, i don't notice as many bugs around. Partly because i don't go down much anymore.
Family's still been the same. Dysfunctional.
Friends are getting busy. Finally watched Liar Game on Friday, with Chenyu. And Finally ate pizza at Pizza Hut. Yeah, it rained again that day. Same as the day when jing and i tried to eat at pizza hut. My shoes are getting bigger the more they get soaked with rainwater. I'm beginning to hate rainy days.
I want a cat. I'd like a tabby but dad wants a siamese. I don't know. A tabby looks cute fat, but i can't picture a fat siamese. They look far too sophisticated, in my opinion.
Maple is stealing time away from my school work. I want to quickly max out my fire arrow and reach poison brace, but that's quite far away. I don't want maple to be a chore, seriously.
I want to join a cca. Preferably ultimate frisbee. But i don't think i have the stamina, anymore.
Life is cui3 now. Tim asked me what cui was, today. I didn't know. To try to define it, i would say: cui is a way of saying something is not going as well as you would hope. At least, that's how i use that word.
Today was Family Day, well, at least it was at the condo. I like the balloons they hung up across the edge of the swimming pool. Didn't participate in anything because we didn't sign up and/or pay. Haha. But i've realised that my estate still looks as nice as it has been when we first moved in. At least now, i don't notice as many bugs around. Partly because i don't go down much anymore.
Family's still been the same. Dysfunctional.
Friends are getting busy. Finally watched Liar Game on Friday, with Chenyu. And Finally ate pizza at Pizza Hut. Yeah, it rained again that day. Same as the day when jing and i tried to eat at pizza hut. My shoes are getting bigger the more they get soaked with rainwater. I'm beginning to hate rainy days.
I want a cat. I'd like a tabby but dad wants a siamese. I don't know. A tabby looks cute fat, but i can't picture a fat siamese. They look far too sophisticated, in my opinion.
Maple is stealing time away from my school work. I want to quickly max out my fire arrow and reach poison brace, but that's quite far away. I don't want maple to be a chore, seriously.
I want to join a cca. Preferably ultimate frisbee. But i don't think i have the stamina, anymore.
Life is cui3 now. Tim asked me what cui was, today. I didn't know. To try to define it, i would say: cui is a way of saying something is not going as well as you would hope. At least, that's how i use that word.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Pretentious
I have no idea why, but I seem to use this word a lot on girls. I believe I'm substituting this word for the typical singaporean phrase 'act cute'. I guess since I'm a girl, I'm less sensitive to guys being pretentious, unless I personally know them. I myself hope that I'm not pretentious. But I have a feeling people think I am. On the one hand, pretending to be somebody you're not can help you with your networking. On the other, it ruins the way the others perceive you. And in the heart of it, you know that one cannot satisfy everyone at the same time, so both results will go hand in hand. However, are you more eager to make acquaintances that help you advance in life, or to keep your friends who have aided you in your success?
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Busy
Currently: listening to blog songs, eating Chocolate Wafer Sticks, and typing with one hand for an invisible audience.
Have been quite busy... going out with friends =D. Wouldn't have it any other way.
Had an experience of a lifetime taking the shuttle bus from Jurong East. Nah. The bus reminded me of the newer 174 buses. Your ears just get clogged up due to the vibration when the bus is stationery.
Anyway, we reached RWS-USS and saw this trademark UNIVERSAL globe. Seen the bigger and nicer version in the US. But I didn't take the opportunity the last time because I was basically sulking the whole trip then. However, I've been given a second chance, it seems. So this time in Universal Studios Singapore, I was determined to have a freaking good time! We missed the opportunity to take pictures with Mr Hershey though (haha).
When we went to queue up at around 7pm, the queue had decreased to 3/4 the displacement (no, not distance/length, you know how queues usually wind [say: whine-d] to save space, don't you?). The girl manning the queue told us "No guarantee of tickets". I spent almost $2 on transport, I wasn't going home without spending $5 on tickets! We got our tickets without trouble. Then we went to get popcorn. Caramel Crisp. I didn't get to try the CheeseCorn though. Anyway, the queue was totally stalled by the scarcity of popcorn.
And then we went into the park. The first thing that caught my eye was a guy holding a conical flask of some drink. No, not the guy, the flask. It was totally cute! I forgot to buy it! Argh! Oh well, it costs $9 and the drink is cola, if my memory doesn't fail me.
Took lots of pictures. I was glad my storybook came into use as a platform for the cameras, because I certainly didn't do any reading the whole trip!
Oh yes, it was that evening that I realised Nazar and Mr Pandian looks alike. And I do mean alike, alike. Even another student of his thought they looked alike. I only realised who he was after he asked me whether I was going back to KW. No, check that. I only realised who he was after we were on our ways. My processors must need some oiling.
We missed the 10.20pm bus to Jurong East, so we queued up for the 10.40pm bus for Tiong Bahru instead. Saw an old friend on the train. Chatted with her a bit, should have stayed longer though. She was nice to talk to. Bumped into a close friend while walking from the MRT station to the bus station as well (actually she grabbed my bag to stop me). =D The world is really so small.
Reached home and washed up. Resolved to sleep early to wake up for another outing the next day. I guess my definition of 'early' has become 2am.
Have been quite busy... going out with friends =D. Wouldn't have it any other way.
Had an experience of a lifetime taking the shuttle bus from Jurong East. Nah. The bus reminded me of the newer 174 buses. Your ears just get clogged up due to the vibration when the bus is stationery.
Anyway, we reached RWS-USS and saw this trademark UNIVERSAL globe. Seen the bigger and nicer version in the US. But I didn't take the opportunity the last time because I was basically sulking the whole trip then. However, I've been given a second chance, it seems. So this time in Universal Studios Singapore, I was determined to have a freaking good time! We missed the opportunity to take pictures with Mr Hershey though (haha).
When we went to queue up at around 7pm, the queue had decreased to 3/4 the displacement (no, not distance/length, you know how queues usually wind [say: whine-d] to save space, don't you?). The girl manning the queue told us "No guarantee of tickets". I spent almost $2 on transport, I wasn't going home without spending $5 on tickets! We got our tickets without trouble. Then we went to get popcorn. Caramel Crisp. I didn't get to try the CheeseCorn though. Anyway, the queue was totally stalled by the scarcity of popcorn.
And then we went into the park. The first thing that caught my eye was a guy holding a conical flask of some drink. No, not the guy, the flask. It was totally cute! I forgot to buy it! Argh! Oh well, it costs $9 and the drink is cola, if my memory doesn't fail me.
Took lots of pictures. I was glad my storybook came into use as a platform for the cameras, because I certainly didn't do any reading the whole trip!
Oh yes, it was that evening that I realised Nazar and Mr Pandian looks alike. And I do mean alike, alike. Even another student of his thought they looked alike. I only realised who he was after he asked me whether I was going back to KW. No, check that. I only realised who he was after we were on our ways. My processors must need some oiling.
We missed the 10.20pm bus to Jurong East, so we queued up for the 10.40pm bus for Tiong Bahru instead. Saw an old friend on the train. Chatted with her a bit, should have stayed longer though. She was nice to talk to. Bumped into a close friend while walking from the MRT station to the bus station as well (actually she grabbed my bag to stop me). =D The world is really so small.
Reached home and washed up. Resolved to sleep early to wake up for another outing the next day. I guess my definition of 'early' has become 2am.
Busy - Vivocity/Sentosa
Woke up at 9.20am the following morning. I was supposed to reach Vivocity level 3 at 11am. Ate till I-don't-know 9.50am? Then I was stuck in the bathroom for around 20min till 10.23am. Or did I leave home by 10.23am? Doesn't matter. I was late! Typical.
Got my chance to zi bi on the bus and train. But my fantasy of walking around in that state in Vivo before 11am that day has (of course) been crushed.
Met bossman before looking for D and milk at Bakerzin. D TOLD ME IT WAS BAKER'S INN. Hehe. Anyway, that day, I realise TK DOESN'T REPLY SMSES. *frowns*. Went off with pirates to look for food. Was fallowing pirates because he was walking as if he knew where he was going. My brain wasn't working, so I didn't lead him to Food Republic even though I knew he was going in the wrong direction. I thought he was looking for other food stores. Oh well, we eventually reached there. But we didn't get anything from there.
Went down to the atrium where eventually we met up with everyone, and where we met wil and cream. Took a group photo with pirates, who was in line for Hair for Hope 2010. Oh! I saw Adrian Pang on stage! Haha!
We got to Burger King to queue up for our lunch. It was dam full. We queued for almost as long as pirates. So we ended up waiting for him to go over to Sentosa as well. Oh, my supposedly more updated version of the EZ-Link card doesn't work at the Sentosa Express tap gates. Oh joy. I had to queue up for the paper card. And they had to wait, once more.
Anyway, we trekked to Siloso from Beach Station. Trekked being walked. Walked past Fish & Co. Fish & Co. being Oscar (a fish) & Co. Wow. How misleading can I be, right? Along the way, 2 umbrellas were brought out by 2 people who were going to get tanned eventually. That defies logic, but that's just human.
We had a beachfront view where we sat. Wasting no time, we immediately smothered ourselves in sunblock. Then we went frisbee-ing under the sun while milk stayed under the palm tree and took candid shots of us.
Lazed around a bit afterwards, finishing my burger. I detected no sand in it okay! Milk and pirates went and got us mineral water. Argh i forgot about paying them. I'll bet it costs a bomb, there being Sentosa and all that. We all know Sentosa water is superior to the other types of mineral water. Wow, that makes so much sense.
We eventually went into the sea (well, knee-deep into the water). It was heavenly (well, not really, but better than not being in the water). We eventually gathered and sat in the shade talking about nonsense and making sense.
I should have gotten jing to go out earlier. They reached so late that we already finished eating at Sushi Tei! I had my first taste of roe there. I am sorry to the people who are opposed to it, or are offended by it, but I found the taste good as expected. I must have smelled or tasted it when I was small, courtesy of my father of course. Expensive food is almost always introduced by him.
We took our last group photos of the day, and made our way home. Leaving jing, flaze, and pirates at Vivo. As always, pirates is nice enough to keep them company. I wasn't. I wanted to get home, bathe, and SLEEP. 2 days without 8 full hours of sleep each was taking its toll.
I couldn't get off the sofa after bathing. So I stay there until around 10pm, brushed my teeth, and knocked out... Until 1.55am when I woke up from a dream. What the hey?! My lips were chapped (and possibly bleeding), my body was stiff, and the room felt stuffy even with the air con on. The thing is, I didn't have a nightmare. The dream was just too weird, I guess. I don't remember the dream by now, of course. So I ended up reading manga from my phone till 4am. Wow. That's mainly because I got started on a new manga. Shoujo this time.
Got my chance to zi bi on the bus and train. But my fantasy of walking around in that state in Vivo before 11am that day has (of course) been crushed.
Met bossman before looking for D and milk at Bakerzin. D TOLD ME IT WAS BAKER'S INN. Hehe. Anyway, that day, I realise TK DOESN'T REPLY SMSES. *frowns*. Went off with pirates to look for food. Was fallowing pirates because he was walking as if he knew where he was going. My brain wasn't working, so I didn't lead him to Food Republic even though I knew he was going in the wrong direction. I thought he was looking for other food stores. Oh well, we eventually reached there. But we didn't get anything from there.
Went down to the atrium where eventually we met up with everyone, and where we met wil and cream. Took a group photo with pirates, who was in line for Hair for Hope 2010. Oh! I saw Adrian Pang on stage! Haha!
We got to Burger King to queue up for our lunch. It was dam full. We queued for almost as long as pirates. So we ended up waiting for him to go over to Sentosa as well. Oh, my supposedly more updated version of the EZ-Link card doesn't work at the Sentosa Express tap gates. Oh joy. I had to queue up for the paper card. And they had to wait, once more.
Anyway, we trekked to Siloso from Beach Station. Trekked being walked. Walked past Fish & Co. Fish & Co. being Oscar (a fish) & Co. Wow. How misleading can I be, right? Along the way, 2 umbrellas were brought out by 2 people who were going to get tanned eventually. That defies logic, but that's just human.
We had a beachfront view where we sat. Wasting no time, we immediately smothered ourselves in sunblock. Then we went frisbee-ing under the sun while milk stayed under the palm tree and took candid shots of us.
Lazed around a bit afterwards, finishing my burger. I detected no sand in it okay! Milk and pirates went and got us mineral water. Argh i forgot about paying them. I'll bet it costs a bomb, there being Sentosa and all that. We all know Sentosa water is superior to the other types of mineral water. Wow, that makes so much sense.
We eventually went into the sea (well, knee-deep into the water). It was heavenly (well, not really, but better than not being in the water). We eventually gathered and sat in the shade talking about nonsense and making sense.
I should have gotten jing to go out earlier. They reached so late that we already finished eating at Sushi Tei! I had my first taste of roe there. I am sorry to the people who are opposed to it, or are offended by it, but I found the taste good as expected. I must have smelled or tasted it when I was small, courtesy of my father of course. Expensive food is almost always introduced by him.
We took our last group photos of the day, and made our way home. Leaving jing, flaze, and pirates at Vivo. As always, pirates is nice enough to keep them company. I wasn't. I wanted to get home, bathe, and SLEEP. 2 days without 8 full hours of sleep each was taking its toll.
I couldn't get off the sofa after bathing. So I stay there until around 10pm, brushed my teeth, and knocked out... Until 1.55am when I woke up from a dream. What the hey?! My lips were chapped (and possibly bleeding), my body was stiff, and the room felt stuffy even with the air con on. The thing is, I didn't have a nightmare. The dream was just too weird, I guess. I don't remember the dream by now, of course. So I ended up reading manga from my phone till 4am. Wow. That's mainly because I got started on a new manga. Shoujo this time.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Wisdom halved
Round 2 is over. At least, I hope it is. My wound is still healing awfully slowly. Well at least I can clamp my teeth together on the left side with minimal biting now. But the drill wound is as bad as ever. It's like an ulcer that comes into contact with my long and sharp canine. It hurts to brush my teeth -.-. Anyway, halfway through surgery, after or when my tooth was being pulled out, i felt a sharp pain which wasn't unbearable. And I felt as though my jaw was being pushed to the right. I think they held my jaw the 1st time. Felt as though something broke there. Or maybe it was just the tooth. At least I saw that it looked whole. Wasn't in the state of mind and didn't have the will to talk to ask them for the tooth back home or anything. I ended up going to another dentist to ask about the bone near the extraction site. I hope I'm one of the lucky ones that have it heal in 1 or 2 weeks. I really don't want to go back after I remove my stitches.
Anyway, the bone totally made my first day of recovery unbearable. Didn't know if it was a bone. Just knew there was a pain like an ulcer near the back of my tongue. It hurt like mad to swallow that day. The second day, I got a little more accustomed to it, but I still couldn't move my tongue around much because of it. So eating became a huge problem. The first night was unbearable. Because I can't clamp my teeth together, I can't chew using even 1 side. I'm glad I had 1 large KFC whipped potato the second day (or was it night, and I only ate around the medium size). Had whipped potato again the 3rd night (finished it =D). And then I wanted whipped potatoes again the fourth day. I got porridge with hard food (that I would usually love). I thought I was able to chew well enough. I was wrong. I ended up chewing on my wound more times than I would like. Night was porridge again. Just like one of the meals for each of the previous days, it was blended. HAHAHA! It tastes ok actually. Because the taste is captured and it's easy to eat (i.e. just swallow). Had steamed egg too. It was ok, but quite a chore to eat, still.
On to the medicine. The antibiotics tablets are HUGE. Okay it's still swallow-able. But I need to concentrate to swallow. Yesterday, my concentration was broken by my dad who told me to gargle when I was battling with the bone near my tongue. I choked on the tablet. Thanks Dad -.-. My choking caused my wound to hurt. Urgh. At least now I've completed the whole course of antibiotics. Anyway, the painkillers prescribed became more a burden than a relief for this round. I had to eat to take painkillers. I didn't want to eat. So I only took painkillers twice this round. Saddens me that I can't stay up late at night the first night and watch TV while eating sugar-coated bread because I was hungry. I even bought bread when going home!
I am craving for all sorts of food!
Anyway, the bone totally made my first day of recovery unbearable. Didn't know if it was a bone. Just knew there was a pain like an ulcer near the back of my tongue. It hurt like mad to swallow that day. The second day, I got a little more accustomed to it, but I still couldn't move my tongue around much because of it. So eating became a huge problem. The first night was unbearable. Because I can't clamp my teeth together, I can't chew using even 1 side. I'm glad I had 1 large KFC whipped potato the second day (or was it night, and I only ate around the medium size). Had whipped potato again the 3rd night (finished it =D). And then I wanted whipped potatoes again the fourth day. I got porridge with hard food (that I would usually love). I thought I was able to chew well enough. I was wrong. I ended up chewing on my wound more times than I would like. Night was porridge again. Just like one of the meals for each of the previous days, it was blended. HAHAHA! It tastes ok actually. Because the taste is captured and it's easy to eat (i.e. just swallow). Had steamed egg too. It was ok, but quite a chore to eat, still.
On to the medicine. The antibiotics tablets are HUGE. Okay it's still swallow-able. But I need to concentrate to swallow. Yesterday, my concentration was broken by my dad who told me to gargle when I was battling with the bone near my tongue. I choked on the tablet. Thanks Dad -.-. My choking caused my wound to hurt. Urgh. At least now I've completed the whole course of antibiotics. Anyway, the painkillers prescribed became more a burden than a relief for this round. I had to eat to take painkillers. I didn't want to eat. So I only took painkillers twice this round. Saddens me that I can't stay up late at night the first night and watch TV while eating sugar-coated bread because I was hungry. I even bought bread when going home!
I am craving for all sorts of food!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Had my wisdom tooth surgery on Wednesday 23 June 2010. Went there with a light feeling (that I'm gonna get rid of the teeth). Came back with a heavy feeling (that I have to go back again for the second one). The feeling was... indescribable. I really thank Daisy for telling me to listen to music there during the whole process. Talk more about it after I get the second one done. Have to get the stitches removed too.
[Start of maple rant]
Went back to mapling on Tuesday or Wednesday (I forgot o.o) in the hopes of fighting the Giant Centipede again, and found that my account has been hacked. HOLY CRAP! Wow. And I don't even give away my password.
The thing is, not all my items are gone. I was left with 1/4 of my scrolls, the clothes and equipment my lv 10 and 15 were wearing, some (about 15?) etc items, 1/3 of my setup items, and none of my other equipment. -.- I hope whoever did this is happy. But I wish I could claim them back (if they were just a glitch that would solve itself in maybe a day or two? Dream on).
I lost (among other things) my cromi, red whip, sauna robes, fish spear, red-hearted earrings, goldrunners, glove (i don't remember), cape (i forgot), pan lid, leaf earrings, maple lama staff, calaf, anakarune (I think it was borrowed -.-), my crystals, my potions, my scrolls, my quest items, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
May Karma befall you!
So anyway, I managed to walk from Mu Lung (Panda there) to Orbis. Quite terrifying at the crocs there (I forgot what they're called). At Orbis, I met someone who wanted to give me 300k after he saw me with no equipment. He said 'That's all I have' 'Take it'. Gosh. That was nice, but I rejected the trade lah. What good would it do actually. Anyway, got back to Victoria safely. Went around sourcing for equipment.
Did 2 quests at dungeon. One was still ok. It would have been easier in the past though, where the final area was occupied by a lower-levelled monster that was prone to my elemental attacks (cold eye then vs red drake now). I spammed pots like crazy. And apparently for the next quest, I had to look for an abandoned note and deliver it. By then my exp was around 90+.
I found the NPC and I SUPPOSEDLY got sucked into a black hole or something. Guess where I go teleported to... Some map with Jr. Balrog. Yeah, I was equipped with what... level 16 clothes and a level 38 wand. WTH?! HAHAHA! I'm glad I was standing at the portal. Just in time to see Jr Balrog delivering an attack unprovoked. I got out (thankfully). Maybe I pressed something wrong, I clicked the NPC again. Wrong move, I got transported there, AGAIN. At least I got out. I am NOT going to do that quest again. At least, until I get decent equipment. And when my exp is at/near 0%.
Met someone when using my sub character. The name was my birthday. So he asked me to wait. Asked me is my birthday so-and-so? I asked why. He said his was the same. Asked me age. He said same, AGAIN! So he asked, got FB? And asked for email. I asked for his instead. He said his was childish, so don't wanna give me. Who would believe that -.-
[End of maple rant]
[Start of maple rant]
Went back to mapling on Tuesday or Wednesday (I forgot o.o) in the hopes of fighting the Giant Centipede again, and found that my account has been hacked. HOLY CRAP! Wow. And I don't even give away my password.
The thing is, not all my items are gone. I was left with 1/4 of my scrolls, the clothes and equipment my lv 10 and 15 were wearing, some (about 15?) etc items, 1/3 of my setup items, and none of my other equipment. -.- I hope whoever did this is happy. But I wish I could claim them back (if they were just a glitch that would solve itself in maybe a day or two? Dream on).
I lost (among other things) my cromi, red whip, sauna robes, fish spear, red-hearted earrings, goldrunners, glove (i don't remember), cape (i forgot), pan lid, leaf earrings, maple lama staff, calaf, anakarune (I think it was borrowed -.-), my crystals, my potions, my scrolls, my quest items, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
May Karma befall you!
So anyway, I managed to walk from Mu Lung (Panda there) to Orbis. Quite terrifying at the crocs there (I forgot what they're called). At Orbis, I met someone who wanted to give me 300k after he saw me with no equipment. He said 'That's all I have' 'Take it'. Gosh. That was nice, but I rejected the trade lah. What good would it do actually. Anyway, got back to Victoria safely. Went around sourcing for equipment.
Did 2 quests at dungeon. One was still ok. It would have been easier in the past though, where the final area was occupied by a lower-levelled monster that was prone to my elemental attacks (cold eye then vs red drake now). I spammed pots like crazy. And apparently for the next quest, I had to look for an abandoned note and deliver it. By then my exp was around 90+.
I found the NPC and I SUPPOSEDLY got sucked into a black hole or something. Guess where I go teleported to... Some map with Jr. Balrog. Yeah, I was equipped with what... level 16 clothes and a level 38 wand. WTH?! HAHAHA! I'm glad I was standing at the portal. Just in time to see Jr Balrog delivering an attack unprovoked. I got out (thankfully). Maybe I pressed something wrong, I clicked the NPC again. Wrong move, I got transported there, AGAIN. At least I got out. I am NOT going to do that quest again. At least, until I get decent equipment. And when my exp is at/near 0%.
Met someone when using my sub character. The name was my birthday. So he asked me to wait. Asked me is my birthday so-and-so? I asked why. He said his was the same. Asked me age. He said same, AGAIN! So he asked, got FB? And asked for email. I asked for his instead. He said his was childish, so don't wanna give me. Who would believe that -.-
[End of maple rant]
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
B&Js
Bought Ben & Jerry's ice cream cause they were on sale till 30 June. 4 flavours I haven't tried before. Can't wait to try them. Been eating the chocolate coated macadamia flavour. Totally addicted! Salted macadamia + Chocolate~ Mmmm~
Sunday, June 20, 2010
A Cookie Affair
This is so cute:
Vanilla Ice Cream with a Chocolate Cookie Swirl & Chocolate Chip Cookies & Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies
Vanilla Ice Cream with a Chocolate Cookie Swirl & Chocolate Chip Cookies & Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies
Friday, June 18, 2010
That time of the day
I've wondered why I'm not asleep at this time of the day/night. It's nearly 6am at this point in this blog entry. I guess it's the time when I can truly be alone. I can't imagine facing family for too long. The same goes for online friends (I have no life, either that or we're just plain lazy). Anyway, this might sound selfish but this is the time that I don't need to watch other people's mood. This is the time when everything is about me, because seriously, not many people are awake at this time to do anything to me in real time. Smses are replied when they wake up. Online posts are read typically in the afternoon. Offline messages are replied to often at night.
This makes me realise... Even though technology can bring us life updates in real time, we humans are unable/unwilling to respond to them 24/7.
This makes me realise... Even though technology can bring us life updates in real time, we humans are unable/unwilling to respond to them 24/7.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
I am NOT D
Been bugging the people (Jing and Pirates in particular) to stop calling me D. I don't mind 0 calling me D, he came up with it. And I can understand Daizy calling me that, cause that's what everyone's calling me when she knew me. But dammit, the people who know me, why are you calling me what someone else is calling me. For the sake of convenience, since D is so easy to type? For the sake of fitting in, since everyone is calling me that?
For goodness sake, my whole name doesn't have a single D in it. Ok so maybe 0 got called 0 by our people (but I don't think any of his closer friends ever tried to call him 0). And my gosh, jing now calls him korkor and pirates calls him old jb (something along that line lah). Since you're using your own names for him, why not for me?! It especially ticks me off when people like jing and pirates call me D, because I've known them for a long time now and I find it ridiclous that they have to use a name that another person calls me by.
It might seem like just a small issue. How come some people can call me D without me getting upset? When Daizy calls me D, i'm okay with it (my mind has already registered that it's her way of calling me, just like my mind registers people online calling me raven). If other people from other FAMs call me D, I will sian diao. And IF bullet calls me D, I think I'll cry. And even when I say this, I can't stop calling him bullet. What the hey, I even smsed dajie one day referring to him as bullet. Shameful. Thank goodness I still call dajie, dajie. Otherwise, 不像话.
Back to topic. I just don't want to feel as though we've gotten further apart instead of closer. I didn't feel anything in the beginning. But when people start spamming D D D, I really don't know what to say.
RavenD is not D. P2/bullet calls me p1 or qijie. sw calls me rav. 0 calls me D. Most people in audi call me raven. I really don't care if my other friends call me D. But my closer friends, please. Calling me what someone else calls me makes me realise that... you don't know what to call me. That makes me feel so important in your heart.
For goodness sake, my whole name doesn't have a single D in it. Ok so maybe 0 got called 0 by our people (but I don't think any of his closer friends ever tried to call him 0). And my gosh, jing now calls him korkor and pirates calls him old jb (something along that line lah). Since you're using your own names for him, why not for me?! It especially ticks me off when people like jing and pirates call me D, because I've known them for a long time now and I find it ridiclous that they have to use a name that another person calls me by.
It might seem like just a small issue. How come some people can call me D without me getting upset? When Daizy calls me D, i'm okay with it (my mind has already registered that it's her way of calling me, just like my mind registers people online calling me raven). If other people from other FAMs call me D, I will sian diao. And IF bullet calls me D, I think I'll cry. And even when I say this, I can't stop calling him bullet. What the hey, I even smsed dajie one day referring to him as bullet. Shameful. Thank goodness I still call dajie, dajie. Otherwise, 不像话.
Back to topic. I just don't want to feel as though we've gotten further apart instead of closer. I didn't feel anything in the beginning. But when people start spamming D D D, I really don't know what to say.
RavenD is not D. P2/bullet calls me p1 or qijie. sw calls me rav. 0 calls me D. Most people in audi call me raven. I really don't care if my other friends call me D. But my closer friends, please. Calling me what someone else calls me makes me realise that... you don't know what to call me. That makes me feel so important in your heart.
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
On a brighter note, I'm really satisfied with how our FAM is bonding. It's really fun to play with everyone. (When) the atmosphere is right. It was different from when me and Honey were playing with another fam in team. I could really sense how they wanted to win. I guess that might be how our team behaved around other people. But I do think we play differently with/against friends. I guess it's our different culture. And I really do like our culture. =D
Monday, May 31, 2010
MV on youtube
What am i doing 5am in the morning? I'm watching Epik High's MV on YouTube. The first to catch my eye was Run (because I've seen the rest of the more popular ones). It was (for lack of better word) epic. I didn't think so at first because I don't understand Korean. So the first time I saw it, I was 'wow'. Second time I saw it (with subtitles this time), I was 'Wow!' Actually, I couldn't catch some of the longer subtitles (yes I should read more, I'm out of touch). So the THIRD time I watched it (because I was going to post it on facebook, and I'm glad I did), the waterworks began quite suddenly, I have no idea why. That's when I finally caught the lyrics.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Seriously! Heartbreak should be over. It's time to move on, not run away. Go go go go~!
Ever wondered why people often say running away is easier than moving on? Because it's damn much faster!
In the end it'll be okay. If it's not okay, it's not the end.
On a lighter note, I got the music player up. So instead of going to Nokia's Ovi Player, I'll just rot here for music. xD Mix pod asks us to upload our own MP3s if we want to play just the music and not the video. Is that like a new way to catch illegal downloaders? Right...
On a lighter note, I got the music player up. So instead of going to Nokia's Ovi Player, I'll just rot here for music. xD Mix pod asks us to upload our own MP3s if we want to play just the music and not the video. Is that like a new way to catch illegal downloaders? Right...
And I finally deleted someone from my buddy list in audi (around a week ago). Told "someone", then she said "No! We need to track him!" to which I replied "Oh no!" All in good fun =D. That person wasn't even a friend of mine to begin with. Playing with him is not a good experience. And I doubt he will come find us if he can't find me online anyway. ;)
I wonder how long it will take for him to realise I've deleted him ^^
I wonder how long it will take for him to realise I've deleted him ^^
Unblocked someone from my msn contacts list and added him/her to my contacts. Then I was looking at the profile for a while. It was then when it struck me. I realised I was a little irked at having this contact within reach again. I didn't want to be able to access that person's profile, like I did last time. I just found it sort of... (for a lack of better word) disgusting. So now, that person is back on my block and delete list again. =)
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Friday, May 07, 2010
oops
*clicks 'Delete'* OOPS _#*_@)(#+@_)%_$#)*%_)$*
Accidentally deleted my blog background around 5min ago.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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