A life TOO ordinary..

Sidenote: Results are out!! Like I told everyone, no ups, no downs. Not good, not bad either. Well, humans are greedy bunch of swines *ok, maybe it's just me*. We hope the average, and when we DO get average, we wish it could be better.

Somehow this year, I've been exposed to many, many dogs *considering the closest encounter with dogs was the dog on the hush puppy brand*. This year, one of my cousins got another 2 dogs, so now she has a total of 3 dogs. The other cousin's got a dozen of dogs in her backyard, TCS got Chocolate and Boy's Great Dane grew GREATER and is expected to grow some more *and it's already like 3/4 of a piano long and it's still growing*. Like I was telling Sueli, the cousin with 3 dogs, the Great Dane Lizzie is DISGUSTINGLY*literal sense* big. EWWWW

Anyway, some pictures of the dogs.


Chocolate


See how miserable she looks, must be agonising at the sight of her owner..


Sue Li with Brandy*brown one* and Toddi


Whiskey, the ULTRA hyperactive pup who pees whenever she is let out of the cage.
And of cos it is ULTRA difficult to take a decent pic of her without the cage


And she is ULTRA asking for trouble *others prefer to think she is courageous* cos' she LOVES to disturb Toddi who is like 4 times her size, even WITHOUT the railing.


See Toddi? She is an Akita, a japanese dog. Her siblings are the ugliest bunch of rowdy dogs that I've ever seen. *they are grey, not brown like toddi*

So anyway I refuse to take pictures of those rowdy dogs, later my camera spoil. And that Lizzie, she is soOoOoo restless and soOoOo likes to lick things, I don't want my camera to be soaked in her saliva. So you dear readers are spared from seeing that disgustingly HUGE dog. hur hur...

Anyway I was wondering if I could get a dog, what would it be. And here are some..


BARNEY~ My uncle used to own a golden retreiver named Barney, until it was kidnapped. Very pretty, very nice-tempered. Love her to bits.


Old English Sheepdog. Who can forget the ever adorable, cuddly Nippon paint dog.


St. Bernards. There is this story about a St. Bernard saving its owner. SO SWEEEEET right.

K lah, my top three choices. For now. Can't believe I am so easily converted. Despise myself. hur hur

Disclaimer: Note the words SOMETIMES. and I am definitely NOT talking about you. Please don't leave me out during the gatherings!!

December is a time for LOADS of catching up with pals, old schoolmates, family, cousins yada yada yada.. It's ocassions like this you realise how much things have changed, while somethings remain the same. I had 2 gatherings in a short span on 36 hours, 1 was with NHSS 4E5 people and the othr was with Theresa and gang. And looking at them, I wonder how much of me remains, relative to say, 5, 10 year ago. I know I definitely changed, as cliche as it sound, we all have to agree that nothing lasts forever isn't it? I begin to wonder if I was a better, happier person before, have I become more self-centred and arrogant, or all along, I was the only one circling around where I was, refusing to budge, living in disillusionment? While many times, we hope things don't change, it is the same stagnancy that asphyxiates.

Gatherings are weird. Or at least, it makes me uneasy. While there is this common memory that binds us, hardly anything else does. And sometimes you wonder what is the significance to all these? AGAIN, I am really NOT talking about you. Please invite me to the gatherings!! I mean, have you ever felt bad for not turning up for your class gatherings and stuffs, but when you did, felt worse? I do, everytime when I meet certain friends. NO, not you, really really not you. Probably because we met in a rather awkward situation, or probably I never felt that I belong there. And I do not exactly lead a charmed life, I work my arse off to get what I want, MANY times. And if you did, you'll prolly get what you want too.

So anyway, sometimes I do not enjoy gatherings as much as I wish I would. Probably because our paths were never really crossed and there was nothing much that held us together to start with.

OH and anyway, the BBQ on Saturday was quite cool cos' many people came, including Yao and Darren, people we haven't seen in like, years? And we played the silly games with SILLIER forfeits. Mental note: MUST remember to end the day before Langyi suggests anything. But still, it was a fun but tiring night.



Thanks to Samantha who offered to take the photo for us
PS:*if you are reading this* Sad to admit, Yao did make a fabulous choice.hur hur


and all the others for the cake~

可惜不是你

这一刻 突然觉得好熟悉
像昨天 今天同时在放映
我这句语气 原来好像你
不就是我们爱过的证据

差一点 骗了自己骗了你
爱与被爱不一定成正比
我知道被疼是一种运气
但我无法完全交出自己

努力为你改变
却变不了 预留的伏线
以为在你身边 那也算永远
仿佛还是昨天
可是昨天 已非常遥远
但闭上双眼 我还看得见

可惜不是你 陪我到最後
曾一起走却走失那路口
感谢那是你 牵过我的手
还能感受那温柔

那一段 我们曾心贴著心
我想我更有权力关心你
可能你 已走进别人风景
多希望 也有 星光的投影

A very nice song that I want to refer to as and when I want to sing. wahahhahah. Truly nice song.. 可惜不是你

Unlike those 'blogger' that XX claims to be, blogging is not a regular activity for me. So the frequency of my entries is inversely related to my workload. hur hur.

Yesterday I posted a super long post on Ho Chi Minh City, but turns out blogger went bonkers and deleted my of my pictures, leaving only the Hairy Potter scene lookalike. So tired of cutting and pasting that I decided to leave it just the way it is. But not satisfied, I decided to post them up in this post, that is, if everything goes well..

This is the mother and daughter picture that I mentioned.

Anyway, a coupld of places I went to such as:

Mother Mary in front of Notre Dame Church. *I didn't see Hunchback though, she is in SG. EVIL Joke*


Post office

Opera House

I did not manage to go to the war museum which was one of the objectives I went to HCMC cos' my body could not take the heat and thus refused to travel any further *though it is not that far from the hotel*. And since I am so determined that I will be back again, I can always visit the museum next time round.

A couple of things I've learnt from my trip:


The roads of HCMC is not for the faint-hearted

Traffic lights are pretty much redundant

Everyone owns a bike

Look! No helmets! But hats and caps are really popular there.
OK, I think helmets are really expensive, so the best they can do is to wear a cap or something.And because the air is so polluted, everyone wears a mask on on the road.

On one of the nights out, there was this little fire drill thing, which lasted for less than 3 minutes, so fast that I didn't manage to take a decent picture. so this is the best I could do:


See the fire engine and the truck behind it?

Some pictures I like *not that I think they are good, but I just liikkkeee~~*

Winding staircase. So scary right?

Clarins building, looks so 60's or at least, what I think of the 60's

Supposed to be a nice picture of another church but blocked by soem wires, still I like the cloudy feel of this picture

By the time I return, things would've changed drastically. And I am anticipating it. Nothing remains static, and they will become better.

'cept for the love of her life, some money, some wisdom, good health and heaps of wealth..

Hur hur... That was what I told my brother when he asked me what I want this year *minus the love wealth health part lah..* Anyway he took it soOoo tamade literally, he only gave me $100.. Wahlaus, this is like more than 80% decrease can.. Oh well, better than nothing.. hur hur.

I guess the best present I got this year was the all expense paid trip to Vietnam, somewhere I always wanted to go. Turns out, it's much HOTTER than I expected. Nevertheless, the place is very charming but it can be rather heart-wrenching to see those poor people.. And no, the people there don't beg, they attempt to sell you some kind of lottery ticket which cost about $0.20 each.

I guess one of the most disturbing sight was this old lady squatting by the roadside asking this family to buy her ticket. And the family *a old grandmother, a middle-age man and his young daughter* merely ignored her and drove away in a swanky convertible after fniishing the ULTRA nice Pho Bo. I guess the locals are too used to it, but I really couldn't face it. So it took me only 10 minutes to finish a bowl of ULTRA nice Pho Bo and hurried back to the hotel with momma. In case you were wondering, I did give some money to the old lady.. and a Milo bar as well, so she won't go hungry, at least for the night. hur hur.

Then there is this little girl who again tried to sell me the ticket. I got a packet a matches from her mother/grandmother/auntie, which cost like $1. Then because I didn't want to buy the tickets from her, so I gave her a small packet of Oreos. Then there is this mother sitting in the middle of the road sharing a corn with her young daughter.

Sometimes visitng such places can be very depressing because there is only so much you can do, and some things are too much for you to handle. So you can only tell yourself to look on the bright side, things will ultimately get better cos' they can't get any worse. And I know my life is good. And so I am grateful.



Does this remind you of Hogwarts? No?

Just curious when I was waiting for the bus.

Anyway, it was fun to meet up with the Buangsters..With Colin and GX(-L) hur hur. The food at Sakura was so-so, just attack the Sashimi and oysters and you should get your dollars worth. Heard the durian puff is good but I decided to give it a miss cos' I don't want to get fever again. Since the gurlies have to work tomorrow, the night ended quite early, and so here I am, bathed, clean and blogging.

Oh, we met Chocolate. TCS's 'bitch' hur hur. VERY adorable, and VERY lazy..hur hur.. but still, very adorable. URGH. TCS don't deserve her caaaaan...

I would want back my health

This has been a sickly year, falling sick, staying at 'Chalet', having countless blood and urine tests, blah blah blah blah blah... I was sick at least for one day for each of the past three weeks.

I was sick again today. As a result I am not going to JB for my seafood feast with Yuans and JL tomorrow, and I couldn't swin today. And today I was 1/2 lying on bed, and 1/2 wishing I could just die. Then I read about a lady who just died due to some bllod disorder, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!! I am going Vietnam this Tuesday, I CANNOT die, damnit!

Anyway I will get better tomorrow. I am starting to perspire, which means I should be recovering VERY soon. I will.

Well, not really gone but yeah...

It was simply so boring that there was nothing to blog about. You can't expect entries everday to be like, Chicken-Chop-for-lunch-at-Engine-Economical-Rice-for-dinner-at-Arts-The-coffee-from-the-vending-machine-nearest-to-the-forum-lift-is-10cents-cheaper-than-the-other-one-Arts-sells-the-best-coffee type of posts right..

Anyway, exams finally over, my second last lap. And I think I SUCKED big time for 41o1. really, I got the whole 2nd question wrong. TOTALLY out. And I shudder at thought of getting my results. GAWD... I hope the pathetic CAP will not drop further caaan...

SO anyway, this semester I noticed something significantly different, or maybe it's just be being too indifferent previously. But anyway, PRCs are everywhere. Literally E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E.. I mean, I walk from AS1 to canteen I will meet like 7 to 8 GROUPS of them. I mean, where's all the others man?? I have no problem with that, really. But it irks me to no end when SOME of them REFUSE TO BATHE AND WASH YOUR CLOTHES RIGHT. I mean, please leyyy, much as water is precious here, it won't hurt that much to like wash your clothes in bulk and at least bathe like once a day? I mean, don't they realise that it is VERY EXTREMELY anti-social to not bathe and pollute the environment? URGh.. I am not saying all PRCs are like that lah, just those who don't like to bathe and wash their clothes. I mean, I really cannot take it lo. Like I told some of my friends, I will have no qualms about screaming at them if they touch me lo..

Anyway, SOME of them also got this habit of talking in the library. Not just PRCs, Malaysians, Caucasians and also Singaporeans lah.. Why cannot whisper softly leh? I know we all want to talk to our friends, but.. please leiiii, didn't your 'cher tell you to keep quiet in the library. TSK. I think the Malaysians who were studying in the reference section the rudest. Despite me 'shhh-ing' them, they still can continue to talk and giggle. NABeh..*&$%#%&&#&#$($.

Speaking of Malaysia, quite a few issues over there lately. There's the sixthseal's drug videos and of cos' the police scandal. The government should really do something about it caaan..think the power of media is really amazing lo.. Again, we see the debate about what blog should be, and stuffs like OB markers or should there be any at all. I'm not sure but I think there's should be some social responsibility on the blogger's part right? I haven't seen the videos but I think so long as he is not glamourising and advocating the act, not so bad right? No need for the media to blow it up like that right. Then there is the poor woman who had to do squats naked in front of the police. Haiyos, if don't have the international media, I doubt this open secret will ever be dealt with lo. Alas, something is going to be done.. I hope.

Haiya, watch TV liao. Nex time then blog lah.