weirdo

I've been tagged.

Rule 1: 5 weird or random things about myself

1. I've never been repulsed by boys. Even when I was a little girl, I only pretended to go 'eeew' when our teacher brought up marriage and boys.I secretly liked the idea of being a wife/mother. But now, I'm not so sure...
2. I hate beansprouts with a passion. I won't stop till every beansprout has been eradicated from my food. Sometimes, it gets so bad that my food is cold and soggy by the time i'm done picking every single thing out.
   
3. I like to burying my hands into a warm, dry, clean load of laundry. It feels so nice! Especially since London is so cold.
   
4. I just got a chinese calligraphy painting today that says 'xiao kou chang kai' (be happy) to remind me to smile no matter how bad things get.
   
5. i like people who are decisive, headstrong, intelligent, judgemental and opinions agree with mine.
   

Rule 2: 5 people whom I want them to do the quiz

liz, lu, qing, faezah, lilin.

Rule 3: Next, leave a comment "you are tagged" on their blog and ask them to read your blog for rules.

try serious


try cute


Try anything

I have 2 hours to kill before class starts.

maybe i'll stare out the window
maybe i'll just stare blankly at my notes till all the words conglobate together to form an entire black bl0b of yet another thing i don't understand.
maybe i'll just try to look busy by typing this silly entry.

Right now, I just want to be anywhere but here.

Ok, i'll return to the tiny girl who is flipping furiously through her accounting notes. Her laughter makes me feel better. Her chatter makes me forget.

I'm stuck in a rut now probably due to the onset of pms. I've been wanting to change something so badly for the past few days, but somehow when i'm one foot out the door, this invisible putrid force pulls me back in and I'm back in the claustrophobic cage called - my life.

One morning, you wake up. On your way to the bathroom, you catch sight of yourself in the mirror. The first thing that you think is 'Gawd, i look like fuck.' A mixture of disbelief and curiosity draws you closer to the mirror and you start disecting yourself into bits, trying to find the root cause as to why you look like a train wreck. Your morning crusted eyes roam your face in search of an answer.

sex, alcohol, drugs.

get what you want, lose what you have.

promise?

This weekend passed way too fast. So many things to do but so little time. I'm drained of energy.

Yonex All England Championships

This weekend marked the first trip of 2006. I hopped on the coach at the crack of dawn and took the 3hour bus ride to Birmingham to watch the 'Yonex All England Championships'. It was well worth the long, bumpy trip up as it was no short of exhilarating. I had a chance to watch the famous Lin Dan and the robertson&emms doubles team play.

The Lin Dan vs lee chong wei (China vs Malaysia) match was, by itself, worth the money and the effort. Oh my gawd, my heart was in my mouth the whole time, and it wasn't until the rubberset that I realised my whole body was all knotted and tensed up in excitement. I may have actually let out a few squeals here and there. But, WHOA, it was amazing. The best badminton game I've ever watched!

But besides badminton, I adore Birmingham. It's such a nice small city, very clean, relatively safe and there's a really sweet canal that passes through the city. Nothing as nice as the canals in Venice, but still, it's very refreshing and nice.

Pictures will be up soon.

I'm exhausted. I'm gonna collapse on my bed and watch 'fight club' now. yay. :)

cooking part II

Cooking is fun! And, yes, I know I spelt tomato wrong

Brokeback moutain

The more I think about it, the more I want to watch 'brokeback mountain' again.

Jack Twist: Tell you what, we coulda had a good life together! Fuckin' real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn't want it, Ennis! So what we got now is Brokeback Mountain! Everything's built on that! That's all we got, boy, fuckin' all. So I hope you know that, even if you don't never know the rest! You count the damn few times we have been together in nearly twenty years and you measure the short fucking leash you keep me on - and then you ask me about Mexico and tell me you'll kill me for needing somethin' I don't hardly never get. You have no idea how bad it gets! I'm not you... I can't make it on a coupla high-altitude fucks once or twice a year! You are too much for me Ennis, you sonofawhoreson bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you.

This is followed by some of the most beautiful scenes I've ever seen. I think this movie deserved to win 4 golden globes but I think Jake Gyllenhaal deserved to be nominated as well.

The darkness helped until the whisky wore away...

Missy Higgins ~ The special two

*And we will only need each other/we'll bleed together/our hands will not be taught to hold another's/cos we're the special two*

ah, no prizes for guessing who I'm thinking of now. Too bad this song is about cheating, if not, it could be our song. I chanced upon one of the short messages he wrote for me in my phone today. It caught me completely off guard and I couldn't help but let out a girlish giggle. I probably looked like an idiot smiling to myself, but I don't care. I miss him.

*And we can only see each other/we'll breathe together/these arms will not be taught to need another's/and we're the special two*

They don't mix!

The first meal we cooked in bankside! Penne bolognese :) Yum...

We woke up at 8.30am the next day so shruts could teach us some accounting.



I'm happy to annouce that we are no longer clueless! Thanks miss shrut!

Run

There are just some songs you don't get sick of. I've been listening to snow patrol - run for over a year now. It's on my top25mostplayed list in itunes, it's in my ipod and for one point in time, it was my ringtone. Now that I'm away from home, I play it all time time. It reminds me of all my loved ones back home especially amy. I miss him.

Have heart, my dear
we're bound to be afraid
even if its just for a few days
making up for all this mess

It's such a hopeful song.
When you have a 1000 word essay due, 4 assignments to do, lecturers you don't understand and 7000 miles away from home, this song brings so much comfort. It makes me think of bedtime stories, kisses and hugs goodnight, and a long sweet restless dream.

Light up, light up
as if you have a choice
even if you can not hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear..

wait...

I just read some of the LSE Singaporean's blogs. I realised that there's a common factor amongst all of them - Weight. I don't want to stick out like a sore thumb, so I'm gonna join the ranks of the other LSEingaporeans and talk about weight.

I hate to say this, but my loose pair of jeans is no longer loose. I used to be able to fit both my hands into my jeans while wearing them, but now, I don't even need to wear a belt to hold them up! When I first tried them on after my month long food indulgent holiday, it was so tight. I secretly hoped that my maid had put them into the dryer after washing and it shrunk. But now, I'm pretty sure that's not the case. damn.

Nevermind, forget about the dumb jeans. I can't wear any of my clothes I bought 10kg ago. *groan*. All I can say is, thank God for Shruti's intervention. Yes, we're embarking on a new diet plan which involves jogging/brisk walking along river thames, yoga and healthy eating. But one thing's a no no, deprivation. I'm not going to deprive myself of sugar and carbohydrates, I still need to live a little :)

Today was quite an achievement. I walked out of sainsbury without any chocolate mcvities, chocolate cornflake clusters or crisps. Instead, I had 2 grocery bags filled with white grapes, clementines, iceberg lettuce, slices of honey cured ham, jam and bread. *beam* Not to mention, I must have definitely burned some calories lugging those 2 healthy grocery bags home. I've already scoffed down 6 clementines (the last 2 tasted pretty weird) while typing this entry.

Hmm, if ever I lack the motivation to lose (or at least maintain) weight, my mom will always be there to remind me of my fatness. She's coming up this march with the rest of the family and she's gonna extend for another week (to cook for me!) while the rest go back. She just sent me a text message that said

" Don't forget to watch what you eat. If you look bigger in march, I won't extend my stay!"

Aw, isn't my mom sweet.

This is just so sad. I love britney, but this won't do. Her boobs are looking sad and her face is calling out for acne cream. Poor girl. If she has time to put on earings, surely she can find time to run a comb through her bird's nest.

we've got too much time to kill, like pigeons on my window sill

call me crazy, but i believe going overseas has brought my ah boi and me closer. He's become alot more patient and I am trying harder to compensate for all my shortcomings. Yeah, I've just realised my shortcomings as a girlfriend.

Simple things like squeezing in a little time for a short giggly chat, sending silly ecards and finding time for each other has made so much difference. Of course nothing can beat spending time together in good ol' sunny Singapore, but, the way things are now, it isn't so bad.

another photo collage.

I'm going gaga over photo collages right now. So, here's another one, just because.


Hope it's not too cheesy

By the way, I'm not used to all the walking i'm doing in London. Not only did my toe bleed yesterday, I got a humongous blister on my right foot today. I need to make friends with someone who owns a car. I already have a target in mind...and a porsche is involved. =)

I'll have a shoe with no blood please

hmm, how did that happen?

I'm back in London.

Plane ride was good, slept right through the whole journey. I could barely squeeze in 1 episode of 'family guy' before my eyelids felt heavy.

I've got to unpack now!

Everyone falls....in love sometimes

this holiday has been so relaxing with hardly any drama at all. Days have passed by with me drunk on happiness and fatigue. I'm so contented and happy here that it's hard to imagine that in 2 days time, i'm going to be back in London. I've just been living the life in singapore, having friends and family by my side, seeing whoever I want whenever I want. It is a luxury I've come to realise over the past 2 months of being away.

Just the other day, I tried my first magarita. My tolerance for alcohol is really low and so, I was barely through 1/5 of my drink before I felt as though my head was engorged. Every beat of my heart seemed to send blood gushing to my throbbing head. I lay my head down on the table, and watched the beautiful people pass me by. My eyes glazed over, and my hazy thoughts merged into one single beautiful thought.

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Random pictures

And if you're good, I'll take you home with me

New year at 'Ministry Of Sound':


Happy 2006 everyone!