Went to the ICA to apply for my new IC this afternoon. Took a nicer IC photo (decided not to use the drugged pic), and im super happy with my new one, whoopiedoops!:D
the funniest conversation i've had this week:
Boy A to Boy B: eh...why u spell testes with the 'e' at the back! it's t-e-s-t-i-s!
Me: Correct wad, that's the spelling for the plural form.
Boy A: But boys only got 1 testis (each) wad... i only have one!
Me is stunned at this point. And before i cld go on to say anything...
Boy C exclaims, "YAH! ME OSO!!!"
oh myyyyy gaaaaawwwwddddd...
sometimes i do believe happy occasions are instant cures for any ailments u have.
Went for cousin Lindy's wedding dinner at the Legends, situated at Fort Canning this evening, and it just took my ailments away - flu, migraine and all. I felt almost no discomfort throughout the dinner. Hadnt as much fun with my cousins for ages, and i really treasured every moment spent with them. Even Mum who came straight from work was sharing lots of laughs with my uncles and aunts, along with Dad. Never seen her laughed so hard and so long...i cant even remember when's the last time she laughed till she cried. I guess sometimes when u're too caught up with ur daily bread and butter issues, u simply forget how to laugh. Words cant even begin to describe how happy i felt witnessing such moments of pure happiness...i just wished the night would never end.
And the couple? I do believe they actually walked out of one of my Disney fairytale stories:) The Princess, fair and full of beauty; and the Prince, tall dark and dashing. They took all the guests by surprise when the groom Raymond - who's officially my cousin now - rode his lovely bride in on a trishaw, sharing a duet as they entered. *blissful sighs* What more cld a fairytale-junkie like me ask for? It's one of those wonderful things that one wishes can happen to oneself, but realises that its probably not going to happen. *blissful sighs again*
With all my heart, i wish them eternal bliss and endless love forever more:)
[To the gorrrrgeous bride, if u're reading this, PP@PP wishes to say a big thank you, and give you a really giganormous hug for giving us all a chance to gather like this once more. Hope u like my gift!:)]
I hate how i always seem to have great affinity with cockroaches - they only appear when im around, or rather, i seem to be the only one they show themselves to.
And I hate it even more when they fly and flutter the ugliest wings i've ever seen in my life.
With an (unfortunate) profound fear of roaches, i have developed primal instincts which commands me to run away (sometimes screaming) and hide in some other room where the bloody roach is not likely to get me until mum/dad whacks it dead. Sounds exaggerated, but im serious. This is how bad my roach-o-phobia is.
And the very reason why im even blogging abt roaches now is because a stupid roach decided to fly into my living rm and im forced to evac into my rm. So now i find myself trapped in my room with my work still outside, and i have to CALL my poor folks on their handphones- who are already asleep in the other room but i cant reach them coz the bloody roach is still out there - to kill it so i cld at least slp without fearing that i'll wake up with the roach swinging its feelers right in front of my face.
I know im supposed to be pro-life and stuff like that since it forms the core of Buddhist values (and i'd like to consider myself a moderately-devout Buddhist). But when it comes to those black things, i want them all dead with no exceptions.
ALL. OF. THEM.
So die, u filthy animals, DIE!!!
in the last 25 mins before a new day begins, i find myself having a ridiculously fun time annoying people.
3 cheers to mood swings!
Btw, to all girls out there who - out of ur own insanity - read my insanely-bimbotic blog,
Do not, i repeat, DO NOT attempt to buy swimwear from the central library forum if u dont wish to have a guy describing to u the advanced technology behind their paddings. In my opinion most, if not all, tend to have ladies' swimwear fetish. (I mean, hey...u never know.)
5 days past, dont think i'll get anything back anymore. But that's okay, I been feeling better about my loss now (although mentioning the taboo word still induces an inner sigh). Gotta focus on saving up for all the card-remaking costs. Feeling quite 'hhuuhh???' abt my new passport photos tho. I look......
Drugged. Or some sleepy round thing. Maybe i should seek third-party opinions to decide whether i should retake my pictures.
Currently feeling: Blank.
Dont know why, i just cant seem to do much thinking.
AM VERY UPSET. I LOST MY WALLET TODAY, AND ALONG WITH IT, MY IDENTITY, MY DEBIT CARD AND MY MONEY. FOR THE VERY FIRST - AND LAST! - TIME IN MY LIFE.
I cried enough for the entire morning; no more tears left, but my heart is still quietly sobbing.
Take all my money if you want, but return me my wallet and my cards, pleaseeeeee...
hhaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Caught Lust, Caution on sunday!
*WARNING: Spoilers ahead. Stop reading at this pt if u havent caught it yet.
Comments? The movie was emotionally intense throughout, there was superb acting and...of course, there's the sex. I dont know how much more that 9 mins' worth of cut scenes would have portrayed, but judging from what I saw, the scenes were fairly...mild. Wonder what's the hype all about.
In fact, at the end of it i thought the plot was pretty meaningless coz in the end 6 people died because of a quail's egg. (or rock, if u like) Maybe it's my lack of insight to blame, all i understood from the movie was the self-sacrificial role that women are made to play in the context of the war. And apart from the fact that it was the woman who was even close to succeeding where all the men had failed, she was also the one felled by the age-old dangling carrot ruse - which screwed her up emotionally n led to her downfall. Very negative take on women indeed, nothing more than a tool controlled by emotions.
But in anws, i've got to give them credit for their acting. the 2 leads' facial expressions were so realistic, i needed some convincing to believe that they were only acting. And perhaps the sexual sadism part made me squirm a lil, also no thanks to the good acting. Coz at that particular scene the thought of avoiding all men thereafter did briefly flash through my mind...
ya right.
Oh. And i agree with xw that the female lead did a fantastic job of verbalising the explicit details of sex, coz Dr H's sexual disorder lecture today really paled miserably in comparison haha. So, to all psych majors who read my blog and are currently taking abnormal psych, go watch the show.
Helps u understand the lecture notes better. *winks*
Been reading abt the situation in Myanmar, where hundreds of Buddhist monks are reportedly captured, brutally beaten up or killed even as im writing abt it.
Am really saddened, because these monks only started out with the prayer protesting so that the Myanmar junta would reconsider its decision to raise fuel prices - with which the prices of other oil-related essentials would definitely increase. They are doing so only for the good of the people, most of whom live in poverty and thus wouldnt have been able to cope with the raise in prices, so why are they, citizens of Myanmar no different from the innocent civilians, being shot and captured off the streets? If it wasnt the case of the Japanese journalist who got killed in the process, i really wouldnt have believed that the rampant shooting had indeed happened.
And this situation has not only brought to our attention the dire living conditions of the people in Myanmar, it has also shed some light on the long-standing problem with the UN - its efficiency, or rather, its lack of it. Are they aware that as they discuss and talk abt all the political and social consequences that wld follow with their actions in comfortable air-conditioned meeting rooms furnished with nice hot tea or coffee, hundreds of people are running for their lives?
And seeing their fellow monks disappearing one by one, these monks who once only had a peaceful attitude towards life now habour thoughts of hatred, which are precisely what the religion discourages from, and this is smthg disturbing to be aware abt.
For a certain period of time, many of my own people have constantly groused abt their government, and i was, also for some time, a convert. But eversince the chaos in Myanmar, i have begun to appreciate my government very much more, and relish in the fact that it has established - and done a brilliant job in maintaining - the peaceful law and order in my country (the subtleties of which i would rather not pick out at this point of time).
You know you are spending too much time lounging in the LTs with the lecturers when you see your friends in school along the corridors and walkways more often than you see them during lectures or outside school.
And at this point, im absolutely jubilant to announce that im done with my term tests and term paper...albeit at the expense of intense sleep deprivation, eyebags, rings and what-nots on my face which i'd rather not mention.
man i really should go out and get my sparkling ribena fix
Today holds a very special meaning to me.
First and foremost, it is the birthday of one of the two lustiest female creatures whom i know and so very much love.
Secondly, i celebrate the 2nd anniversary of the day i got my class 3A driving license. (oh and that also marks the 1st anniversary of the day i realise i might have forgotten how to drive a car)
Of course, last but not least, its the day all the children in the world celebrate their child-liness, and i mourn the loss of it.
Happy Children's Day, everybahdey.
And seriously, Happy 21st Birthday to you, my dearest xiaowei teo. May you stop cavorting with ur imaginary bfs and find a real hunk for urself asap. And beat all the chingchong c.men in AS!
And Happy Belated 21st Birthday to you, my dear shaun himbo the chia. (just in case u get jealous:p)
Smack that!