Tonight's musical was very much better than yday's, so i guess they killed off the sound engineer. *cheers* What's more, i had 5 very macho, very good-looking guys who came to support me, so i was feelng ultra motivated to sing:D
And speaking of singing, i was glad i had decided to throw caution to the wind, and sang without that much of worrying. Coz today's perf turned out way better than yday, and this time i didnt disappoint my reso-mates...and Edlina! I thank that sweet girl for the very effective counselling she gave after the first perf night coz i was feeling so defeated then. Plus that very lovely card after the show!
But wait a min...how did i know yday's run was better than Wed's?
- Coz i had some of the cute guys backstage tell me i sounded good yday. muahahhaa. *smug*
Seriously, i think c.a.c has this tendency to attract very good looking dancers, coz never in my life have i been surrounded by sooooooo many cute guys all at one time before?? (Not that Reso doesnt have any, but they score very much higher on the intellect category and it so happens there isnt any basis o comparison between gd looks n intellect) And i even had the engin prom king share the same dressing rm as i...no, Reso did? *faints smiling* Maybe the musical wasn't a bad idea afterall. the comm cld have legitimately gotten some fundings from SDU man.
Moving on to the more sincere, less superficial stuffs, i was ironically, but sincerely quite sad that the performance had to end. True, i whined alot, sulked alot, and complained alot abt having to spend so much time on practising and performing, and i suffered blisters for it n fell down the steps coz of it (very indirectly),
but at least i had something to look forward to.
Something that distracted me from the daily hassles of academia and parental nagging.
Something that allowed me to have alot of fun with my friends, and burned off all the angst that built up inside over the sem.
Something that gave me the kick of telling ppl i cant go for meetings, can't go for that lesson, can't go ktv, cant go shopping with the excuse of 'oh i've got full run rehearsals for the musical at the UCC today'. And truth be told, even tho i complained abt having to skip both my lectures on Wed just to attend rehearsals, i was secretly happy to be packing my bag for rehearsals instead of lectures. Coz you really don't get that good a deal everyday. hahaa! Wad an ass, u say.
But yes, in truth i really enjoyed slacking arnd the dressing room talking rubbish with all the interesting ppl in the room - like Lijun the friendly makeup artiste who was fr rv n nj, and who took pictures of literally every single person found backstage; Jieying the other makeup artiste who told me my 5 macho friends haggled over the price of the tickets at the door yday; Matthew the cute-faced engine prom king who cldnt stop whining abt his makeup, and whom azi n cal were desperately trying to matchmake me with; Morris the other cute face who happens to be the only - and may i add - lucky guy in the jazz dance filled with all the pretty girls, and whose sister happens to be my senior; Putra who danced all over the dressing rm n obstructed everybody's way to practise for his dance scenes; Azi whom i think is absolutely gorgeous with that Belle-fr-Beauty-And-The-Beast hairstyle, and whom i love talking to; Andrew the himbo-bitch who cldnt stop bitching abt azi's n my dressing yday, and whose contact lenses cldnt stop shrivelling up; Lyndley who cldnt stop taking pictures of lillies n sunflower bouquets in the rm; Cal whom all of us had to nag to eat her food coz she survived only on squid head n gyoza sticks fr old chang kee the day before; and of coz, Zhengyu, whom i didnt know had a fondness for hiding in wardrobes.
And i ain't the only one who enjoyed the temporary release from sch work, coz Azi n i had a good laugh over the 'feeling all-important' point on the train ride home yday.
We both agreed on the acute sense of emptiness now that the musical was over and we now had nothing happening to look forward to (save for Azi's band competition at law fac later this evening), and both of us were trying desperately to think of things to do after exams to prolong that fuzzy, exciting look-forward-to-something feeling.
(PS: Cal, if u happen to be reading this, don't bluff yourself and say that u didnt feel anything of this sort okay. Coz we all know otherwise:p Well done for your part as the director/stage manager/singer/MC/NICOLE'S MOTHER with that ridiculous apron!)
Shall conclude that i seriously loved being part of the production, having fun with azi n co., mingling arnd with the other performers - and might i say - that i have no regrets whatsoever. Not now, that is. haha!
And Edlina, while consoling me about it, offered a rather reasonable explanation:
if anyone asked, i think my rendition of I Do (cherish you) has gotten from bad to worse since the Amplitude gig.
I hypothesized that the lack of love in my life has got to do with it...but now i beg to differ.
I realised it all boils down to only one factor - my mojo. Mojo refers to the 'oommph' i feel for the song (haha i dont know how else to describe it), and i guess it ran away in the two months tt i didnt work on it. Mojo must come back before i can deliver it with its original flavor!!
But don't worry just yet.
Coz I might have just found it back.
Let us all pray that it stays on for the next two days of the performance.
I think it's a phenomenon that people like to create funny funny things to do in the middle of an intense period of deadlines, deadlines and more deadlines.
And when exams are already so close.
Not difficult to see why psychologists forecast that 1 in 4 young people will suffer adverse mental health in the near future.
"We should fully accept the mentally ill, because it is just their way of coping with the mad , mad world."
It REALLY SUCKS when u get below-average grades.
BUT it SUCKS EVEN MORE getting below-average grades when u thought you would have done well for it, and thus does not justify the numbers which u see on your script in front of you.
So there goes my goal of hitting the 2nd-lower benchmark this sem.
I'd be absolutely lying if i smiled and told anyone im okay with it. Coz right now, im squirming inside. Like, c'mon i freaking studied for it okay?? I even redid ALL my tutorials to prepare for it!
HOW MANY TIMES MUST THIS HAPPEN TO MEEEE???!!!!!
*screams inwardly*
Really need a shoulder to bawl on right now at this moment.
Oh man...i miss my blog.
Haven't been blogging for some time already. So many things to blog about, but so little time to do so. All dr why why tell me why's lab report to blame. >.<
I'll be back to update once i finish up the damned report!
Haha...Finally something which lifted my spirits a 'lil. Been feeling moody since morning. I stole the following from Edlina's blog (since her tagboard's down n i cant contact her abt it yet), who in turn took this off another webbie. Hope she wouldnt kill me for this:p
Fun things to do with a Term Paper
35 interesting things to do on a term paper that you don't care about.
1. Type every word of your essay in a different font. Alternate really big fonts with really small fonts.
2. Support your thesis with quotes from your VCR manual.
3. Write the entire assignment on Post-it notes; hand it in by sticking them all over the professor's door.
4. Write a paper discussing why Michelangelo got to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, but Van Gogh didn't. Discuss whether Van Gogh would have used nunchakus or katanas.
5. Perfume the paper with catnip. Explain that it was to keep your dog from eating it.
6. If assigned a paper in philosophy class, explain that you can't do the paper because you're not sure if the class really exists, or if it and the professor are just illusions created by your subconscious. If you do end up writing the paper, write about whether or not the paper actually exists.
7. If assigned a 2000-word essay, draw two pictures of what the paper was supposed to be about. After all, a picture is worth 1000 words, right?
8. Cite issues of Spiderman and Batman as resources in your bibliography.
9. Hand in the essay by making paper airplanes out of the pages of the paper and attempting to fly them onto the professor's desk.
10. The night before the paper is due, call the professor and explain that you can't turn your paper in because it contains sensitive military information and is only available on a "need to know" basis. Insist that General Schwarzkopf says you should get an 'A'.
11. Write your history paper on parchment, using a quill. Say that you were trying to get the feel for the period.
12. Hand in a letter you wrote to your cousin. When the teacher confronts you about it, say that you must have gotten the letter and the paper mixed up. Say that you'll turn the paper in as soon as you get it back, but your cousin lives in Siberia, so it might take a while. (This is a nifty way to get an extension.)
13. When writing an especially long paper, put a recipe for chocolate cake in the middle and see if the professor notices.
14. Tell the professor that you need an extension because one of your primary sources is an old wise man in Tibet and he won't see you until the next full moon.
15. Paint a large white stripe down the front of your paper. Say that on the way to class, your dropped it in the street and it got run over by one of those trucks that paint lines on the road.
16. Make a footprint on the back of one of the pages. When questioned by the professor, act like it's nothing unusual. After all, he did tell you to include footnotes.
17. Bring candles and incense to class. Before handing in the paper, perform an elaborate ceremony, entreating the gods to bless the paper and correct all your typos.
18. Make a tape of you singing the contents of your paper, opera-style, and hand that in.
19. Write your psychology essay on possible genetic anomalies that might cause a person to prefer anchovies.
20. TTyyppee eevveerryy lleetttteerr ttwwiiccee..
21. Get a large piece of paper or canvas. Smear paint all over it and hand it in as your paper. Explain that the topic was such an emotional one for you, and that mere words couldn't possibly express what you had to say.
22. Refuse to do the paper on account of the fact that you are a member of Greenpeace and strongly object to the gratuitous slaughter of trees caused by the massive amount of paper used in writing assignments.
23. Put nonsense words down as quotes. Say that you are quoting the words of a well-known Zen master who was speaking in tongues at the time.
24. Use a forklift to bring your paper to class, even if it's only a few pages. Explain that it involved some very heavy reading.
25. Poke several holes in the paper. Say that you were mobbed by crows on the way to class.
26. Print all the pages on one sheet of paper, with the text overlapping. Say that that was all the paper you had.
27. Make your assignment one long, never-ending sentence that goes on for pages and pages and pages; use a lot of semi-colons, commas, and other interesting, rarely-used punctuation marks [(for example), an interesting one: the colon_] but never ever end the sentence {[_-\/??!]}.
28. On the day the paper is due, skip into class, waving your essay and screaming, "I have a paper! I have a paper!". Run around the class a few times, then joyfully throw it out the window. Laugh and yell, "There's my paper!", then run outside to get it. Repeat this all through the period, or until the professor throws you out.
29. Come to class leading a horse or camel. When asked to turn in the paper, take it out of one of the saddlebags, then shoot the horse/camel/whatever away. Refuse to discuss it.
30. Draw obscure connections between totally unrelated things. For example, claim that abnormal amounts of neutrino activity in Germany caused Hitler to invade France, or that the Roman Empire collapsed because of a shortage of qualified botanists.
31. Refer to all prominent historical figures by nicknames. For example, call George Washington "Georgie". Call Ben Franklin "Sparky".
32. Pwetend you have a speech impediment and awways type w's whenevew you weawwy want to type r's ow l's.
33. Ol, switch alound arr the l's and r's in youl papel, rike Monty Python did in Queen Erizabeth the Thild.
34. When your professor asks for an outline of your paper, draw the outline of the piece of paper you typed it on and hand it in.
35. Spill a martini on your sociology paper. Say that you wrote it in a bar so that you could see "sociology in action".
~Saurus~
http://theboard.byu.edu/index.php?area=viewall&id=18566
Back to doing research already.
I've decided not to go anywhere afterall.
4 days more.
the Ben & Jerry's they bought, which we ate over at jackson kopitiam. it's D-and an E-and a L-I-C-I-O-U-S!! And it's even nicer when it comes packaged as a surprise!:p my two satisfied and very happy easties over at jackson's. haha ah kor's face is farnehhhh. haha! and this one was taken in front of the 70's-styled kopitiam right below my block --- that darling of a Becky thought was a...pub?? Which isnt really much of a surprise......except for the fact that it's Potong Pasir - the old, ancient and underdeveloped town u're talking abt? *rolls eyes* that funny girl. *Muacks* Really love you guys!
Went out to catch the movie just follow law with Jac n PL on tuesday, and whoa...fann wong CAN act! that babe rawks man. love that bus stop scene.
And then i thought the eve of my bday ended. But boy, WAS I WRONG.
Guess who came over to Potong to celebrate my bday with me...
That's right! - it's Becky dear and my Jeremy ah kor! they came all the way down fr pasir ris. At 1230am, no less! SOsosososososo HAPpppyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
i caught my 3 darling tai-tais in the act:p haha! The family im so blessed to have. Afterthoughts... While i've initially harboured thoughts of cancelling the whole party and just simply investing the money on a chill-out cruise with my family, im really glad that i decided otherwise and went on with it. Sure, it gave me lotsa pain planning all the 5 W's and 1 H for my party - with the tests n term papers in tow, but it was definitely worth it. It made my day, being surrounded by the people i love so much. And if anyone asked, the theme of my party would have been simply: - LOVE. The love of my family who took much pains to make my party a success; The love of my relatives who came forward with all their well-wishes, filled with sincerity which i see in their eyes; The love of my neighbours and the lovely little kids who only helped brighten up the atmosphere; The love of my closer friends who were ever so understanding and forgave me even when i simply couldnt spend alot of time with each and everyone of them; and of course, My love for all of them who nearly drove me to tears as i heard them sing my birthday song for me. They've touched the deepest core of my heart. Im grateful, and even if i were destined to die right after the party, i'd have no regrets anymore. Hereby, a very heartfelt 'THANK YOU' to all of you who made it possible. 
here's the rawkin' baker whom im absolutely proud of, n the lok-kok bday girl - me.
mummy and alma aunty hard at work before the party
tada~~! Transformation complete. Dress proudly sponsored by my all-time darling Jane.
me n the two babes whom i clearly and dearly love.
the group of people who stayed tgr despite the odds of time, geographical distance, NS and different varsities - and proved all my detractors wrong. 
my dearest classmates in nj! everyone looks different- prettier, sexier, hunkier (see jk) - except for toon, who still has that exact same cheeky look on his face. as always. haha!
My friends in uni, among which the ones in green, brown n - of course - the very innocent-looking one on the left-most corner, happen to be the ones who love me (and my face) most. they really made me VERY HAPPY. (Yes, i mean it.)
AT 9.59PM, I FINISHED AND SUBMITTED MY FORENSIC SCIENCE ESSAY WHICH WAS DUE AT 10PM!!!
Derek says hi and Charm is talking on her phone to her brother Xin Kang as i blog my sense of relief away.
More abt my week long biathlon.
Later.