A life TOO ordinary..

Right, since it's Friday night and I don't have to wake up so ridiculously early tomorrow morning *thought I need to wake up at 9 for tuition*, I shall post some pictures I owed..

Like this one when we were trying to be funny...

Or this when we were.. just not ourselves.



Or this...


And thiS

To I-love-you-not-Doree, which email do you prefer me to deliver your photos to you? I don't think you want your family photos to be exposed here *not that I have many readers*, or yahoo group for that matter..

I just realised that I can never take a proper picture with my class. The first time we tried, I turned up in the wrong colour and the next time at the convo, mine was the only sash*watever you call that* that came off shoulder. THIS IS FREAKING EMBARRASSING CAAAAAN. Anyway, I think the esplanade one is not going to be any better. I so give up. TAMADE.

Oh the other day at homecoming our ex lecturer Gui asked if me and Jason are siblings. huh? anyway here's a pretty funny picture taken by my 'photographer' who is not very pro.

I seriously don't know where we were looking and what's on our minds then, but we look pretty... corny.


The gurl Deviants at Secret Recipe after our exams.


Look how happy we are with our cakes. I think we should endorse secret recipe.


Three Deviants


Three bored Deviants

Now, remember I promised you some scandalous pictures? hur hur. To those in the pictures, it's not MY idea really! I wasn't even the one who took the pictures! Oh well, just continue to love me la ok?



The original draft *from the mastermind who is not ME, I am just a platform* had this to go along with this picture: Couple spotted in Mall X in Country Y. The couple kept their distance upon discovering the presence of our VERY professional paparazzi.


The couple enjoying some privacy with some close friends. Little did they know..

OK la, all this loading of pictures is VERY tiring. Thou shall go to sleep and be prepared to be slaughtered soon.

Just thought of a song my silly cousins sing in Aust on Singstar. It was pretty hilarious. No, I don't miss you cousin, I think you are reading this.

Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning

In fact it was a little bit frightning But they fought with expert timing

They were funky China men from funky Chinatown

They were chopping them up and they were chopping them down

It's an ancient Chineese art and everybody knew their part

From a feint into a slip, and kicking from the hip

Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning

In fact it was a little bit frightning But they fought with expert timing

There was funky Billy Chin and little Sammy Chung

He said here comes the big boss, lets get it on

We took a bow and made a stand, started swinging with the hand

The sudden motion made me skip now we're into a brand knew trip

Everybody was kung-fu fighting Those cats were fast as lightning

In fact it was a little bit frightning

But they did it with expert timing .. make sure you have expert timingKung-fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning

You know how some days you don't give too much thought about how you dress and you end up feeling like crap the rest of the day?

I was dressed in my comfortable shorts and T shirts. Then I decided to wear shoes today. Now I feel like I'm heading for the gym. And I feel quite crappy about it. You see, that is the problem with working at places with no dresscode. Crap.

Last night on my way home I saw my old, old, old, old crush from very long ago. He looks.. pretty old, ugly hair and all... How nice it is to have a crush again. Even then your dreams are sweeter, with or without him appearing. I WANT A NEW CRUSH!!!

I took a first step towards it and I think I took 2 steps back. Miss Soo was very nice about the whole thing and I really valued her opinions. Perhaps I was too rash and was not thinking alot. But sometimes I want to not think so much and cos' usually when I do, I screw things up. Rather badly. So anyway, I am very grateful for the session this afternoon. And it's not like I haven't thought about them before, I just simply don't have the answers. I didn't have them before, neither do I have them now. Maybe I will find them soon. Maybe I will never know.

I wonder if this is just an obsession, or is it simply another attempt of mine to prove myself *and then screw up again*. I was describing to my elitist classmate the kind of life I had when I was in Yr 1 and 2, and he thought I needed money badly. And I had to explain to him that I was masochistic. I couldn't find a better answer. What the *beep, insert your own expletives here* was I doing then? I realised it's just another attempt to prove myself to him, and prolly to myself that I am not worthless on my own.

I am pretty much getting used to this on my own thing. I eat on my own, I travel on my own, I screw up on my own, I cry on my own. But sometimes you yearn so much to be left alone, when it actually happens, you hate yourself for feeling so lonely. Of cos' that you will not see. Your world is captivating and enchanting, there's no need to see the vulnerability in me.

ANYWAY, I think some photos that I should blog include the JB-Deviants-and-all trip photos with scandalous-paparazzi pictures included as well as some other convo pictures, some gurlies gatheringsss pictures, some wedding pictures, some concert pictures, some food pictures and some many other ocassions. You get the drift.

So today I will just post whatever I like till I am sleepy and I will go to bed. If you don't see what you want to see, your turn will come. hur. hur.

Linying and Eddy's Solemnization. It's so amazing to actually watch how the met, how they got to know each other better, how they got together and yup, this. I am like so, so, so happy for them.

SO saccharine Sweeeeeet~ Oh by the way, they did this at Sunset Bay Sentosa, apart from the ugly looking table cloth and cheapo chair and flowers, it was very nice...



Eddy's 4 yr old niece whom I tried to confuse by telling her that her name is Pretty Ong and not Ong Huiling. *like how i used to tell Sarah her name is vainpot and I actually managed to brainwash her*. whahahah.


JI's function. GAWD, I can't stand looking at my ugly hair!!!


Mr Ram being dunked.



3 "mini-mes" at the Homecoming. I so want to kidnap the lil' boy boy. SO KEWWWT la...



Yup that's me reporting on the 'lift' at the 'Gold Mine'.

OH, before I go. I was telling them how I cried watching Brokeback Mountain. I just think it is a very nice love story. And then I heard this song right after the movie on the plane and that got me quite upset.

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
Still I can't SAY what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't WANNA scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

P/S: anyone with the mp3, SHARE LEIIII.
P/P/S: Whoever mentioned in the entry is meant for me to know and perhaps if you don't know, never for you to find out. Please, just STOP asking me. Ask me once more, I SPIT IN YOUR EYES!! Those who knows, don't worry I am ok. OKAEEEEE

Yep, thanks to Doreee, we got a very nice photographer, Raymond who did it for us, almost for free.

It's a hot day. When it's a hot day, wearing you gown and standing in the sun is not the correct thing to do. My momma would ask me to carry a brolly if she were to see what we did just now. So anyway I can still feel the heat on my cheeks. I don't think I would want to do it again.

Something is freaking wrong with my computer. My brother said he did not touch it. Which means something is freaking wrong with my computer. It'd better not break down now cos I am so broken that the only thing I can afford now is a mouse, which I so need cos' mine just squeaked away and the one I am using is stolen from my brother's laptop. Speaking of which, I wonder where my lappie's mini mouse is. *why is my room still so messy when I am not doing any papers?*

Anyway, I had a good time hanging out with my classmates today. We had Secret Recipe. I did not order my usual Cordon Bleu or the "Dolly" but went for "Dory" instead. Not very nice. How come we don't hang out like this during the semesters? Even the deviants seldom hang out like this. So anyway I really had a wonderful time just hanging out with my classmates and talking about senseless and not-so-senseless stuffs. *and to Doree, Angie and whoever reading my blog: I am really kidding about the rich old man okaeeeee. And I know I should really stop broadcasting my dream "typical day".*

Yep. Anyway I was suppose to post some life-savings-sucking-trip pictures and something else before that which I can't exactly remember so I just post some picture and hope I remember what I was supposed to post la ok? To whoever I 'owe' pictures, can you tag me or something so I know what I owe you? ps: u know I love you.. Not.

Healsville. IT IS FREAKING cold caan... and my auntie, or rather my cousin's auntie didn't warn us. hur hur.

A nice little sweet shop at Hahndorf. I want a little shop like that!

A nice church in Adelaide. Actually there are many churches there lah. hur hur



It's a vineyard lah... but I simply went at the wrong time.

Haiya, I am quite sleepy already.

My classmates and I are planning to take nice, nice photos at the Durian and the nice, nice buildings area and we are looking for a nice, nice *read: cheap or free & not bad* photographer. So if anyone knows of such a person, do tag me or something. You know I love you.

: Sleep
: Paris Hilton's new song, Stars Are Bling. *ok, it's not fantastic but I LIKE*
: Hady
: My Poddy
: Money
: Soyabean Drink *Fresh*

Today I craved a nice, warm cup of soyabean soOOo much, I am willing to marry anyone who offers me one, at that time. This is not the 1st time I harbour such thoughts *ie the marrying for a cup of soyabean drink*, wtf?! Anyway I settled for a packet of Nutrisoy from NTUC near my work place. Though not warm, it tasted good enough, at least enough to satisfy my craving and not marry the dou-huey-chwee seller *that is, if he is single and wants to marry me. hur hur*.

On another note, there is something very tempting going on. My legs are itchy again. AHHH!!! I shall not reveal anything, I tend to jinx things. Photo-taking on Sunday with my classmates, I hope it is not too hot.

I don't mind spending some time
Just hanging here with you
Cuz I don't find too many guys
That treat me like you do
Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride
But when I walk their talk is suicide
Some people never get beyond their stupid pride
But you can see the real me inside
And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh
Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Baby i'm perfect for you
My love, ohh oh
I could be your confidante
Just one of your girlfriends
But I know that love's what you want
If tomorrow the world ends
Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?
Now tell me who have you been dreaming of
At night at home? oh no, ohh
Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Baby i'm perfect for you
Excuse me for feeling
This moment is critical
Might be me feeling
It could get physical, oh no, no no
Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
Let's see what this love can do
Let's see what this love can do
Baby I'm perfect for you
Baby I'm perfect for you
Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
Even though the gods are crazy

So Bimbo, I like~ *yeah, the mtv is trashy, who cares?*

It's one of those days you wake up feelign absolutely frustrated with nothing in particular and hoping you could be left alone and die. Ok, maybe not die. Well, it's just one of those days.

Yesterday at the homecoming, Siti, my schoolmate asked about how I felt about graduation and whether the whole thing is 'sinking in'. Over the past 2 weeks *since my return from the life-savings-sucking trip*, things did not get any better but I certainly felt the cruel reality creeping in. Much as I detest this whole "it's payback time" notion, there's nothing I can do to evade it. And each day, people remind you how important it is to get a job and all, it really sicketh the mind. And then you have money problems. It's simply morally-unright to accept anymore financial assistance from your ever-loving daddy and even more vexing to have a naggy mother reminding how morally-unright your actions are, when you already know it. Of cos' I am pretty lucky compared to many since I do not have loans to repay and family to support. But amidst all the confusion, pressure and aspirations, I can't help but feel disillusioned.

Mine is not a bleak future, but I simply can't see my path, yet. I know people are telling me to take my time, do whatever comes and discover. Yeah, take my time. But sometimes, it gets so, so tiresome to tell people I am looking for a job and I don't know what I am looking for and eliciting the same standard replies. I can so feel for Zhao Hui when she said, "you know some days I got so desperate that I just want to get over and done with with this job-hunting thing. Just any job will do" Yep, good for her she found her dream job. What is mine then?

And then I am worried. The part-time job is like sucking so much of my time and life, will a permanent job be worse? I shudder at the thought. You know sometimes you composed like 20489573496 drafts in your head and thought that you will blog them when you get the time. When you finally get the time, your mind is so tired that it simply shuts down and shuts out all those drafts that you so painstakingly made in your head. This is not good. I think I really hate office jobs. Dr. Millie says once you start working, you hardly use your brain. Isn't that suppose to be good? hur hur.

Well, I am again very tired after all these rants about being unemployed and stuffs. I think I need my happy pills.

Though long and tiring, I enjoyed myself very much. Thanks to the company of my No.1 and No.2 fans *refer to previous entry* and some of my classmates. I am tired already. Going to watch America Sweethearts. Adieus!

Yesterday was probably one of those 'big event' days. Yes, I finally had my convocation. It was fun to be taking pictures with my classmates and stuffs. But the place was so blerdy crowded and the gown was so blerdy thick that it reduced the enjoyment by a whopping 75%. So anyway, I've finally graduated with a 3rd class honours. *not that I am proud of it, but it's a fact anyway and I see no point hiding it. So to that ex-teacher who gave my that look, I seriously wasn't trying to show off, and I didn't really think you opinion mattered*

ANYWAY, I have to thank my 2 'FANS' who travelled great distance after a looOoong day at work and got me nice sunflower and some grass. hur hur. I really, really appreciate you for asking and making that effort to turn up, and ended up being my fans-photographers-bag carrier. hur hur. Like I said, 1 french fries on me!

Jason asked if I felt happy yesterday and for once, I thought about how I actually felt. I felt pleasant but like I said, no sense of euphoria that people would expect. Perhaps I was happier when I handed in my last academic paper or finished my last exam, but no, I was not exceptionally happy. Neither was he. Or perhaps many others also. I figured since this is something we anticipated for so long, when it finally happened, hardly anything can match up to that expectation we constructed in our minds over the past few days, weeks, months or even years. So yesterday came and went, no surprises, no magic moments *somehow the magic moment that GX observed at Arts canteen around 1pm is more magical than last night*. Well, I am just grateul my parents were there to see me, there is webcast for family overseas and friends who could not make it. And I did not trip over anything or make stupid blunders, my pants and shirt fit, and the sole of my shoe did not come off like Shawn, my camera battery did not die like Doreal's and the buckles on my gown did not come off like many people.

Yup, so here are some pictures last night...

My no. 1 and no.2 fans. It's really a pity I did not take more pictures with them. Now they are going to nag at me for as long as they can remember..

The girls...



The gang, well, most of it.

Ah boy has arrived in Melbourne last night. We met up with him and his dad and his girlfriend at Glen Waverly for dinner. Not seafood this time round though. How nice for the couple, they are staying in the same hostel on the same floor.

It's less than 2 more days before I leave for Adelaide. Which is kind of like my first solo trip from flying in, getting my accomodation to heading home. It's not like the previous times when everything is taken care off and even if I am alone, there is someone I could call. Well, perhaps I could call Daphne if I really run into trouble.

It's such a struggle, you know. A part of me is contemplating to call Qantas and cancel my tix to Adelaide and fly me straight home, extend my trip in Melbourne but another part of me wants me to try, to be brave and face the world alone.

I don't know, some days I look forward to the day I walk along the streets of adelaide alone while some days I dread about having to share a dorm with 3 other strangers, and I am not even sure if my bed has really been reserved for me.

So well, I shall be a brave girl and go ahead with my plans. I will survive.

I love my family and I am truly sorry if things do not turn out the way they should.

It's another nice morning, sitting in front of the lappie with my cousins in the hall, torturing my ears with Daniel Bedingfield and Delta Goodrem and Shannon Noll 97865846353 times the whole entire morning. *Note: Singstar is an evil game* Now they are singing any song the console randomly selects. *sigh*

Anyway it's 1 more week before I head back to Sunny Island. And I am so close to broke. hur hur. And my luggage is like so overweight. hur hur. And I haven't got any nuts or fruits. hur hur. Anyway, there's quite good sale here and I certainly stocked up alot of working clothes.which explains why I am nearly broke. And the reason why I am not broke yet is cos' I need to save some money for Adelaide. And I cannot spend anymore. NO MORE SALE!!!

Yep, that's about it. Some random trivias. oh, and thanks to Doreeee and ZhaoHui, I managed to get an extra ticket for my brother. hur hur. Oh Doreeee, the picture below is for you~~

Some random conversation in the hall:
SL: EEe, you won.
K: Yayyeee
SL: I don't like you
K: Why don't you like me..?

*sigh*