An Apple And The Pasture

Tuesday, May 29, 2007
[[+ru+h]]

Truth. No wonder my dad kept on suspecting whether am I up for TCM. He was questioning whether was our financial status up for it. I hate to think that it was a moment of rashness that caused me to click on the acceptance button. It seemed selfish. It seemed selfless.

I was told to apply for a scholarship. Someone once said something about believing. Personally, I felt that it was a no deal. We are after all the dragon babies, as much as I hoped that I am one of the lucky applicant, some things... aren't meant to be yeah ?

Mom helped my dad dyed his hair. One might see it as a act of vanity. In the eyes of their daughter, I saw it as an act of love. 20 odd years of marriage might seemed like nothing to those who had been together for decades and decades and more. Yet, it never failed to touch me how lucky I was to have my parents, together and living. The sheer thought of losing them to death someday caused indescribable grieve. Something we anticipated and expected, yet find it all too sudden.

Don't be mistaken, they did not have any disease. It's just me being paranoid again.

Saturday, May 26, 2007
[[fuck]]

What the hell is exactly wrong with nerds in elites schools ?
From a bimbo wannabe she transformed so fast into a biatch.
From a all too shy nerd to someone who is desperate for some male attention.
From a selfish idiot to someone who is even more self centered and self assuming than before.

Stop acting like you don't care. That not only pissed me off, but it is god damn pathetic.

So what if you are in that bloody oh-look-at-me-i-am-one-of-the-top school ?
Your attitude is of a negative altitude.
The person I will sorely not miss is perhaps you.

Invading my music.
Touching my stuff without permission.
Gawd, is it too much to ask from you to THINK of even asking me before touching ?

Some people act superior when they are clearly not.
HELLO!! Newsflash : Clever bookworms don't all succeed in society.
Earn big bucks ? Bloody fat hope.
Definitely not from the way you spent on making youself look nice( coz it always turns out to be a failure)

FUCK OFF BIATCH

Friday, May 25, 2007
[[幸福双人床]]

Finally!! I found a sub-standard (but surprisingly quite good quality) of the ending song --> Would you be there by Redwan Ali. I shall put it as the blog song for now though there is some background noise. SHUT UP N LISTEN, DON'T ASK ME REMOVE. Enjoy =)

If I were blue, would you be there for me,
And whisper in my ears that's ok.
Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,
And say you love me one more time.

If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,
And touch my lips with tender loving care,
Would you die for me, would you run with me,
And never look back..

Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
to take my breath away?

Would you be there to love, to be with me?
Would you swear that your love is always true?
Would you say that you'll always be the one,
to take my breath away?

Would you be there..

Thursday, May 24, 2007
[[c3r+]]

Woooooo! What a nice working day it was. Freedom from idiots and backstabbers. Freedom to do what I wanted to. That's not all, we took a half day leave to go back YJ !!! The SGC was printed and slotted nicely into a folder that MOE kindly distributed for free. (Read: $10 for the stupid interactive year book ain't worth)

It's only been 2 months ? since we last stepped into YJ. So much has changed. A lighter shade of blue, a darker shade of red. An extension of some sort. A creation of new. Perhaps it was nearing the month end. Perhaps it was due to the J1 camp. The school was as quiet as those times studying A's @ night.

I was hoping that at least something wouldn't change, but change is indeed the only certain thing in life. Mr. Duncan Ang was transferred to AJ (AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!). Mrs. Sim requested to become an ad-hoc based teacher. I was really glad to be their student once upon a time.

I never could appreciate why my peers failed to understand why I kept wanting to see the teachers.
I never could understand why they prefer hiding for the fear of seeing that disappointment on the teacher's face.

I guess our teachers are just like our parents, no matter what scores we had, in their eyes we were still their best students.

I really missed YJ.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007
[[|0g|c]]

I was so late for work yesterday that I actually slept earlier so that I would not be late today. It amazed me how fast I could get out of the house (withtin 15mins) yes, I woke up late. It was as though someone (or something) kept on tempting me to dream whatever nonsense dream I was having at that point of time.

It was an ultra moody, pms day. Kept on thinking about the way I worked my stuff, the way I thought through things. It seemed to be an unavoidable truth.

Work.
I scrutinize the list everytime I was given one. By logic banks, telecom companies will come first.
By logic, I would not even touch manufacturing companies. By logic, Japan companies will come last.

School.
By logic I would touch the introduction section. By logic I eliminated NUS and accepted NTU.

People.
By logic that's how I reply and respond to what people say. By logic I showed them the irony and contradiction in their sentences. By logic, that's how I won every rebuttal.

Love.
This is the most sickening part. It was as though my feeling isn't there at all.
Good character ? Check.
Forseenable future ? Check.
Good with kids ? Check.
Stable yet flexible ? Check.
Not bad on the looks side ? Check.

Gawd. It just pissed me off the way I choose to function.
Some people longed to be that analytical in situations which test emotions.
I would be so damn glad to share half of this with them.

I lived a fucked up life.

Sunday, May 20, 2007
[[w3|rd0]]

Why do I see weirdos everyday ? First I get weird NTU senior looking @ my friendster profile.
Which reminds me, I shall dao that idiot for kpo-ing our emails which were given for updates of the Freshmen Orientation.

Then another weirdo visited the profile again. Eeks.

Nothing beats this guy with a lousy pickup line.
He 1st said You looked familiar
and then asked if I worked in Sun Plaza
My job ? Oh, a shoe seller.

Never will I kneel down and serve someone something, except perhaps my spit.

Weirdos.

[[t3chn0r@+i]]

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Saturday, May 19, 2007
[[chi||]]

Before I start, the theory on the older men still rang true. For now.

Blades of Glory. If the cinema you happened to be in ain't cold enough, I think the ice in the show might help. An ultra funny show, though it probably ain't worth that 7.50 - 9.50 one might be paying. Thanks Mr. Charming though.

Am very lazy to do the critics. Am very tired to think so much. Can't wait for those idiots to leave for China. My long lost freedom. Perfect.

Just watched a short segment of one particular show, which talks about how jalat sg-eans are about history. Gosh, I cannot believe they did not even know who is our 1st PM. This brought me back to what my nick say : The Great Depression.

HELLO!! WHO IN THE WHOLE RELATED TGD TO MENTAL DEPRESSION ??? ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME LAUGH OR PISS ME OFF ? Admittedly I might not know all dates and events at the back of my hand, but for fuck sake this is really the pits. History is just so much like a story why can't someone just read it ? Please don't tell me Hilter is some cartoon character, I'd probably faint.

Eeek! The mature men theory still stand. Clever government. Really.

Thursday, May 17, 2007
[[bbq]]

7 years. It seemed like a decade. Yet it was as though time stood still when all of us gathered for AI bbq. 20 odd turned up, despite us anticipating 30 + Some had changed so drastically, while others just remained the same. The laughter and joy reminded me of the things I am sure to miss during the 2 years at Beijing. So they say that friends are there when there are cash. Was I a fool to long for friends or was I a fool to treat them as friends ?

Nonetheless, we really did have fun. Celebrating Jolin's birthday. Laughing @ Mr Ong's memory. Playing polar bear ( I still don't know who is the hunter) Telling ppl about my ulcer which was somehow twisted to XXX(god knows who) bite me.

The SembaWANG group stayed till 6am just to crap about yesteryears. Sometimes I do wonder if I have that peter pan complex. Sometimes I do wonder whether it was silly to research on a immortality pill. Whatever. I had fun. Let's not go into there.

Pictures ? check out my friendster then =)

Saturday, May 12, 2007
[[sp|d3ry]]

It was hell at work today. The ah hui kept on kajiao-ing me. I suddenly missed SY's presence. I had to disinfect my dog twice. I prayed that there would be sun on Monday so that the UV can truly kill all lethal bacteria and viruses.

Now then I know why girls like older guys. Mr. Lim was kind enough to treat xiao mei mei to dinner & movie. Though Mr. L was just a colleague, he did what a guy SHOULD (but normally failed to) do.

Movie was 3/5 ? Okay, 3.5. First part was a tad to draggy. Attempt of linking too many things at one go wasn't fantastic. Harry shouldn't die, coz he looked shuai. (ok I am a bimbo here).

Right, shan't criticize the show too much, else spidy come bite me.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007
[[p@|n]]

Damnation, the stupid "summer" caused me to bite my lips.
Everytime I put the gel, I feel like hitting someone or something.
It is as though I have millions of nerves and the receptors are ultra er, receptive.
It is as though I have bones in my lips, and the pain shoots through the bone.
Numb yet throbbing at the same time.
It is as though my lips has its own heart.

Save me!!!

Oh yeah, I decided to revive the adsense here, nothing do please click on the ads generously can? Ahahaha.

Sunday, May 06, 2007
[[m@d]]

It was a strange combination. Work + Friends. Out with JC friends with the accompany of Designer Lim, someone half a decade older than us. Throughout the whole day, 80% of the time was spent talking about NS with Mr Mao. Zhen shi de.

We went kbox and sing lalala~~ It was as though we were back in LT2. It is so damn cold!! We stayed 1 and a half hour later than the expected time. The crew came in and said we are 15mins over the original time and do we want to extent it. We just eyed each other and laugh.

"Lunch" at Pepper lunch was accompanied by ghost and suicide stories. Head down to AMK park and we made kids let us have a swing. That was soooo childish ? No no no, the kids lent us the swing at their own accord :P

The day ended with mad photos like these :

Thursday, May 03, 2007
[[@cc3p+@nc3]]

How long is 2 years?

2 years is...
2 of each months
2 of each new year
2 of each Christmas
2 of my birthday

2 years is...
63072000seconds
1051200minutes
17520hours
730 days
104.3 weeks
24 months

Dear Miss Cher
Congratulations! The Uni has approved your application...
BIOMEDICAL SCIENCES AND CHINESE MEDICINE

The letter that brought relief after the night's insomnia.
That letter brought something more than just pressure.
2 years from 3 years later(am i making people confuse?)
I will be off.
China.
Beijing.
TCM.

Logic says yes.
My heart says no.
How can I bring myself to say goodbye?

Think too much ?
Perhaps so.
How else can I make the situation look more real to me ?
More than anything I would love to take up the course.
Any course that is secondary to medicine.

Why must it be China ?
No matter how fast it is developing, I don't feel safe.
No matter how near it is, there is that distance.
No matter how Chinese they are, I am a Singaporean.
No matter how big they are, I still love this small island.

Why am I talking as though I am gone forever ?
2 years. Just how long it is ?

Tuesday, May 01, 2007
[[f@n]]

This guy sent me off laughing from City Hall to God knows where. "I love bp" well, so do I.
This guy has overtook my No 1 fan!! Beth!! Don't be sad. Just wear this shirt then =P
Obviously I have to pixelate the face for I don't wish to see my other fans kill him over this, but another main reason was because I have to plaster a better face on it (Get it?)

Tomorrow is work day again. I have to see that bastard's face. Hear that gay laughter and listen to his stupid, lack of thought decisions. I shall act busy by surfing net then. Woot.

MY NO. 1 FAN!!!!
How about yours ?

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