And BAM! It's the last day of 2005.

I'm so glad I'm gonna be a year older. It's gonna be that much more fun. I'm wild!

The best thing about this year, is the Singapore Polytechnic Library. Yes, you heard me right, the SP Library. And you thought only no-lifers hang out at the library. You're wrong!

For me, I don't usually read. The only reason I hang out at SP library's because I can surf the Net for free. But that one book that I found at the SP library was life-changing. That was back in late September.

If not for the SP library, I would never have come across that book titled, "Excuse me, your LIFE is waiting" by Lynn Grabhorn. The book provided a bold new perpective of Life for me. And that was pretty much all that I needed.

Just imagine if I hadn't read that book. I'd still be complaining and whining about my life, constantly wallowing in self-pity, drowning myself in my own pain and sorrow. What a sorry sight, eh? Well, be thankful that none of us will ever live to see that sight.

Instead, I had gained so much more from the book. It had given me a simple concept (feeling good) and I've put it to good use. It had been fate that I was bestowed with that gift. And I'm super duper elated that I had pounced on the chance and not let it go to waste. You see, things have been going oh-so! smoothly for me.

I could have never got my new hairstyle. Can you imagine that? I'd be looking from bad to worse as the days pass. Can you imagine that? My life would be so over then.

But it isn't!.. :)

3 months of buzzing with fervour reaped such bountiful harvest. I can almost taste the sweetness of 2006. Just feel the energy. 12 full months of positivity!

I cannot wait!!!

ICON @ Bugis

This afternoon, I embarked on one of my wherever-it-takes-me-I'll-go journeys. Essentially, these are just walking around aimlessly, checking out whatever new place on the way.

However, today, I was specifically looking for ICON @ Bugis. ICON is a new shopping retreat somewhere in Bugis. 90 over shops set in an industrial shophouse. Kinda Hong Kong inspired, and first of its kind in Singapore. Opens today.

But I didn't find it. The feeling was slightly off, so I didn't find the place. I remember getting the flyer with the map on it on Christmas Eve. Then I threw it away after reading. So based on really vague memory, I searched for the place to no avail. So sad lah...

Instead, I ended up at the Concourse, which is such a bad place. I've always thought that they had cool stuff over there, but it seems I'm wrong. So boring!

Then I headed to Raffles City, hoping to get a bright and cheery looking long-sleeved shirt from ProjectShopBloodBrothers. But then I just couldn't bear to part with S$77.70 GST inclusive. Yet that multi-candy-coloured shirt screams, "YOU"RE THE ONE!".

In the end, I just bit my lip and forced myself outta the shop. Well, it wasn't all that bad, because I saw a couple of girls giving out flyers for ICON @ Bugis. Immediately, I went over and asked for one. The girl looked really happy when I asked one from her. It's really no wonder when you consider the fact that people are just ignoring them.

So when I came along and voluntarily asked for one, she got pretty bemused. Rude people...

It seems like towards the end of the year, all the rude people throng out onto the streets, spreading their rudeness like a plague. Is it the air or what? I've seen so many horrible people prowling the streets over the past week or so. It's so freaky.

Anyways, back to ICON @ Bugis. I'm all revved up and rip and raring to charge into the place as soon as I can.

My hopes are high,
My list is long,
Pockets full of money,
Until ICON came along.

Wahahaha!... :D

Busy, busy, busy...

These few days have been rather busy. But as strange as it sounds, I'm very much enjoying it.

That's because I've been busy with things that I enjoy doing. You seriously think I'm busy with school? Man, get a life lah!

Then comes Monday, the first episode of Campus Superstar. It's a live studio recording and I'll be there! Supporting my cousin who got into the top 20. So fantastic, right? That's why these few days I was busy. Busy doing up placards for her.

And you know, since I've already overhyped my hair-cut, made it such a huge deal and all, I figured that more of talking about it wouldn't really make any difference. So this new haircut of mine is truly amazing. I look so much younger (not that I'm old) and vibrant. It kinda leaves my face in an ethereal glow. It leaves you to wonder, "There are such hip angels up in the heavens?!"

Then my cousin, the one who got into Campus Superstar, said that I looked like the guy in the Gatsby ad. That's not bad, but if you fall back on the fact that I'm an anti-Gatsby kinda person, it actually sums up quite badly. Furthermore, Gatsby = Typical Japanese Hairstyle (TJH). I'm anti-Gatsby, meaning to say I'm also anti-TJH.

Typical Japanese Hairstyles are so boring! When I went for my haircut, I was shown a catalogue full of TJHs and I didn't bother flipping through at all. Then my haircutter (what the people at "It's Hairy!" call themselves) kinda used one of those TJH as a guide to cut my hair. But of course, I was feeling so great about it that my hair didn't turn out like a TJH. I got my "WHAM!" hairstyle instead of the "ho-hum," TJH. Life is good... =D

Yesterday, I paid my maiden visit to the Sungei Road Flea Market. The stuff there are like antiques! I couldn't believe my eyes. However, I didn't really get to find really fabulous steals because I suppose I was there too early and the 'stalls' were not set up yet.

Anyways, I was looking for a VCD player. What an absurd shopping list, right? Just say it's for a school project. So we kinda found a S$15 one from a vendor. But didn't know whether the player worked. So after a really really long deliberation, we didn't buy it and decided to head to Cash Converters instead. That's where we got a really rude shock.

This guy working at the Bedok branch of Cash Converters was so rude! He didn't give a damn when we talked to him. When asked to test the VCD player, he gave the most let-down wuss-ified facial expression! He couldn't even bothered to serve us! Just to present contrast, we go back to the Sungei Road Flea Market stall where I found the S$15 player.

The elderly uncle was keen on serving us, giving us other suggestions and all. Very nice and friendly. When we left after that long deliberation, he still called out to us if we wanted it. Well, I must say, pretty good customer service.

And you put Cash Converters and Sungei Rd Flea Market side by side. Both sell second hand goods. But I feel the people at the Flea Market take more pride in what they do. The guy at Cash Converters gives me the impression that he is really ashamed of his job. It's as though he sees himself as a let-down to his ancestors of long long ago. Such a shame.

An elderly garang guni man has better customer service than a well-clothed stable-incomed young man.

Would you look at that?! It's 27 December already! We're that much closer to the new year.

As always, I'm so excited about it! I always love it when a new year starts. Especially the following year, 'cos it only gets better as the years goes by. I'm forever so positive...

Today, I had told myself to revise for Mathematics. But hello? I've got a life, you know. I'm not gonna bust my time doing MATHS! The only reason I'm doing okay is because I realised for now, my full-time job is to study and I'd better not suck at it.

It's only recently that I realised that for every application form that I fill up, the blank for 'OCCUPATION' has always been 'STUDENT'. It's so stupid. It's as though I've got a choice. Actually, I do have a choice, but I'd rather not take the chance. I'm not that non-conformist to go that far. YET.

I hate to tell people my future plans. Generally, people are sceptical and negative. I get completely turned off when people play down my plans and decisions. It's okay if you enjoy telling me about your life values and principles, but please, do not tell me what to do! The last thing I want is to be bossed around. For me, I am my own boss. I know, I come across strong. And I don't mean to sound creepy or psychotic. So please, take things with a pinch of salt.

I think that every single person should adopt a sense of humour. It'll make the world a much better place.

And it's back to my hair again. I absolutely love it. I'm ecstatic about it. Okay, it's slightly overhyped 'cos I made such a big deal outta it. But seriously, it is a big deal if you consider the number of times I was tormented by bad cuts over the last 10 years! 10 years of bad haircuts! Can you believe it?! It's like a miracle.

You wanna know how miraculous it is? Listen to this. The old hairstyle could only do a right parting, meaning the top crop of hair slants left. I could not for my life part it on the left without it looking menacingly bad. And so I gave up all hope on getting new hairstyles. Until 'It's Hairy!' came along.

Now, my hair is versatile in the styling, much thinner, more manageable, more lively, short and comfy yet not geeky nor dorky. You call that amazing? I call that a miracle.

It's Hairy!

Believe it or not, I got THE BEST hair cut today.

In the afternoon, I met up with Hairianto and we went to Far East Plaza, both in search for hair cuts. Then we came across "It's Hairy!".

Okay, it wasn't all that coincident. I've been eyeing that hairdressing shop for some time now. I just didn't expect that I'd be there so soon. And it was that much better to have someone to go with me. I kinda convinced Hairianto to try that shop 'cos I just think the hairdressers can churn out cool hairstyles, which they eventually did!

I look fab! Haha!...

I didn't wanna limit the hairdresser by giving her all sorts of instructions. I just told her very simply that I've uneven hair growth, wanna get a funky cut and maintain some length, and then the rest was up to her. And it turned out so well, though when she started, I almost died of a heart attack.

Because I had to remove my nice specs, I was left with hideous eyesight. I couldn't see exactly what was going on on my head in the mirror. But I felt her shaving off hair from the left side. I felt the shaver so close to my scalp, I thought I was going to bald on one side. And from what I saw, there was onlt that biege skin colour. And I thought, "There goes! I'm bald on one side now. God bless me..." And my imagination ran wild. Luckily I was sane enough to pull on the reins. Then it was all fine and dandy.

Trust your hairdresser for goodness' sake! You're not the professional here!

When it was done (it took longer than usual, but worth the time), I was so impressed! I wanted to hug the hairdresser, but then she appeared a little cold, so I restrained myself. They're really good. I'm truly impressed...

You see, Hairianto's hairdresser did a great job too! His hair took longer than mine to cut 'cos it's not the typical straight Asian hair. His hair belonged more to the Carribean type, which poses a greater challenge to the hairdresser. But she still created wonders. And we all thought there was no hope for Hairianto's hair...

Well worth the money too. Just say it's under S$40.

It's Hairy! is located at 14 Scotts Road #04-100 Far East Plaza Singapore 228213.

Singapore Polytechnic E-Learning Week

A full week without having to attend classes on campus, the e-learning week is a first major exerise towards blended learning. It is a time when the lecturers design appropriate learning activities for the students to induce self-learning outside the classroom.

Well, F- that.

I just realised I was supposed to be online accessing the e-learning website to complete all the online quizzes and all. So this early in the morning, I came online to take a look around the webbie. And then I found out that I was way past the deadline for most of the quizzes. It's pretty funny actually...

So it's just quizzes and more quizzes... Blended learning... Hmm... Is it just me or what?

What blended learning? What self-learning? What interactivity is there? Huh?!

This e-learning thing, really frankly, is a total waste of time. There's a survey on it with instructions that states: We know there are hiccups and concerns for this first trial, and we appreciate your feedback through the surveys. Kindly refrain from making remarks that are not helpful to all of us.

It's really cool to know that they know that there are hiccups and concerns. And I guess that's all the negative stuff that they'd like to know. But then I've a question, "What are remarks that are not helpful to all of us?

I seriously think that what they meant was, Please refrain from posting very negative comments. We, the e-learning week team, have put in a lot of effort in this sloppy project an the last thing we'd like is to have more students coming forward to reinstate the sloppiness of it.

You think they really appreciate our feedback? I think not. We've seen too much of these surveys and feedback sessions. Appreciate our feedback, they claim. Ha! It makes me wanna laugh out loud. They seriously think we're stupid enough to give negative comments? It's like stepping into your own grave. They'll most probably take down your Student ID number and give you some rude surprise.

Feedback sessions are all like that. Even back in secondary school. It's so stupid! Asking people to be truthful, and in the end not being satisfied with the truth. End up all the truthful people get called back or something and end up having to clear the bad air, which in this case means appeasing the organisers by saying, "I'm sorry for my insensitive comments. It wasn't all that bad."

Lies, lies, lies!...

Apologies for the long absence. I hope your heart grew fonder, though.

I feel like pulling a trigger through my head, 'cos my Christmas gifts all suck like anything. It's a sad fact that I've gotta admit. Erm, not those that I received, though. It's those that I gave out that were really sucky. But let's get over it.

On Tuesday night, I was at my company's Christmas party. For that, I decided that I would dress up nicely after consecutive days of wearing berms and flip-flops. I kinda expected that I'll over-dress, which I eventually did, but still went ahead with it anyway. Haha!...

Lucky for me, there was also another over-dresser. In actual fact, there isn't any over-dressing at all. It's just that people are not dressing up. And so, that stark contrast in dress code made me an over-dresser.

I just wanna look good right?! Then some people made such a big deal out of it. Like whatever!...

On Wednesday, I spent the whole day at work. And boy! The customers for that day were just irksome! It didn't help that I had to be at the ticketing counter after a really long absence. There I was, trying my best to figure out all the new stuff and these lousy people had to come along, bombard me with silly questions and disrupt my concentration. So I was pretty slow-moving for the day.

When the day ended, I had to face some pig-faced idiot too. However, bad circumstances not equals to bad day. 'Cos I'm always happy.

Hey, know those shiny balls that you hang on Christmas trees? Did you know that you can actually DIY them from ping pong balls instead?! You know, how I know? 'Cos I had to do it!

Well, I wasn't realy supportive of the idea, but heck! I knew I was gonna have fun doing it. So I did it. And all 11 of them were fabulous. I poked a needle through to feed in thread. I was told that it's impossible to poke through the ping pong ball cos it's too hard. I said it was possible, and it was possible!

What's up with all the 'cannot one lah!', 'how can?', 'impossible one lor!' and other doubts?! In planning an event, celebration, party, etc, the last thing you'd wanna hear from a organising committee member is all those negative thoughts. Think that way and there will be no way, absolutely no way that things will run smoothly. Life is simple, don't complicate it.

Let's go back to Tuesday.

It was a day out in Sentosa's Palawan Beach. Class outing. Had a ball of fun!

Tried tanning to no avail. It was fine weather, but no bright shining sun. Well, for a brief moment there was, but that was pretty much it. So I didn't get visibly tanned, much less burnt. However, a few days later, I kinda looked at myself in the mirror and found myself not as fair as before. Yet it wasn't really a tan. It was more like a glow. Strange eh? I think it has worn off already.

Fine weather soon turned stormy. Ooh, ooh, you know how I love storms. I was so excited to be caught in the rain. By that time, we were all packing up and ready to leave. Meanwhile, I was rejoicing in the rain. Feeble rain, it was.

"Wah lau! This rain no kick lah! Should rain heavily," I had said.

And then it really did. I was feeling so high in the rain! Most of my classmates were like zooming off ahead to the toilet while I was strolling joyously in the downpour. Crazy? Maybe just a little. And who was the bloody lame-ass who came up with, "Don't get caught in the rain or you'll catch a cold,"?! If this bloody lame-ass hadn't come up with such a baseless and feeble statement, there wouldn't be people shunning rain like a plague.

Campus Superstar! If not for my cousin being in the top 10 female contestants, I would never be crazed enough to turn up for all their outdoor events. But since my cousin made it this far, I shall go all out to be a crazed and rabied fan that holds no restraint. I'm doing up posters over the next few days for the first studio recording on 2 January 2006, Monday.

I was at Jurong Entertainment Centre yesterday for their Meet-and-Greet Session. And there was a lot of people. A lot of supporters who only came to see Kelly Poon and Weilian and Jun Yang and Sin Huey. Kelly Fan Club (KFC... Can you believe it? SO cheesy lah!!!) is rude. I've seen them being rude at LIME's Sonic Bang. And they're rude once again. All they wanna do is see Kelly. That's all in their agenda. And then the Weilian fans are disgusting. I just find them loud and gross.

Hosts Jun Yang, Sugianto and Dasmond Koh are really just normal people thrown into the public eye. Anyways, Jun Yang and Sugi's appearance made me go 'ga-ga' while my jaw hung loose. I was gaping in shock.

They came out with the illest belt buckles! Not those huge blings! It's something you'll never think of having as a belt buckle. It won't even be the last thing on your mind, 'cos it's simply so wacky that it won't even cross your mind to have it as a belt buckle.

It was an LCD display screen! With a scrolling marquee... There was a red one and green one.

I totally dig that! Like whoa! I was totally blown away by that. It was as though someone had socked me behind the head. But then I'm not thinking of getting one 'cos it's ugly. Seriously, it's ugly. It's a really cool fashion accessory, but it's ugly.

And I'm gone for now.

Who really gives a hoot about it?

Seems like I was wrong from my previous entry.

Staying up till the death of the night is not fun at all. In fact, I think I suffered more than I gained. But I'm still cool with things.

I was going on and on about not having to sleep, but it turns out that I had a great time sleeping! Of course, this means that I have to sacrifice some other things. Well, you know, that very important thing that seems to be the primary concern of most parents and most students.

And whaddya know? 'Most' most definitely doesn't include me.

And I didn't do my report and laboratory worksheet. C'mon! Cut some slack! I was really sleepy and pooped out from working. So I ended up chatting with few people on MSN, blogged, and went 'Plop!' face down onto the bed. And the next thing I knew, I was up and about, feeling fresh as ever while the sun was high up in the sky.

So once again, I must say that sleeping is really therapeutic. All the 'de-stress' programmes out there fall back on the fact that sleeping has a therapeutic effect. They only increase the comfort level for you. But I'd rather have my comfy bed for the whole night for FREE, rather than having to pay BIG MONEY for soothing audio and plush interiors. That's why I love sleeping. You should love it too.

-20 minute intermission-

I've finished with my lab worksheet. Actually did some online research on some DNA isolation test kit. I'm so impressed with myself. You know, it's not those great achievements that really make me happy. Yes, they still make me happy, but it usually is temporary. And they don't come all the time, right?

Therefore I especially take pride in appreciating these little things. It seems like many things amaze me. Many little things amaze me. And you find more little things around. So I constantly get amazed and in turn, I feel happy.

Gotta run now!

Hello, and it's me up and awake at this unearthy hour of 1.20 a.m.

It had been pretty stressful at work. Yes, stressful! ME FEELING STRESSED OUT! But I'm all over it. Nevertheless, I shall recount the unfortunate event.

So at 2 pm, I reported for work. I had been missing from my workplace for a few weeks now, so it was like an abrupt change in environment. So the adaptation starts.

Who knew?! Before I could even get a mouthful of water, the responsibility of the main cashier came tumbling down on me. I have always always ALWAYS detested having to be the main cashier for closing. It means that there's a great deal of stock-taking and other rubbish. Actually, to be more exact, it had been more like a fear than a dislike.

Let's just say I have bad memories associated with it. I was fighting desperately to feel good.

I took a great deal of time to close everything and felt so sick. The whole day just felt so gross. But I think I did better than the last time.

While I was working and feeling really exhausted, YaYin appeared before me. Like an angel that's descended from heaven, she glimmered with hope. I was so happy! Nothing beats the sense of familiarity. So, "Thanks Yinz! Though only a minute or so, but your presence made me feel so much better. Cheers!"

So tonight, I don't suppose that I'll be turning in anytime soon. I find myself having to hand up a report on Friday. So exciting! Not the report part, exciting describes the process of staying up into the death of the night. So exciting!

And then I think I don't have a choice but to have to drag my ass to school at 7 freaking a.m. in the morning. That reminds me... I've got a worksheet to hand in first thing in the morning. Way cool!~ I don't really mean to sound so negative. It's just that things are falling into place quite differently and I'm finding it hard to adapt.

So, on a more positive note, we look at good news.

Coming Sunday is a day out in the sun! I'm going kayaking! Yay!

My cousin breezed through Xiao Yuan Superstar 3rd auditions to be in the top 20!

I had Subway for lunch and dinner just now. Yum!

Actually that's about it. Haha!...

Guess I'll sign off now. I kinda feel myself spacing out...

Yes, that's right, it's me again!

And I'm proud to announce that for the day, I have achieved nothing. That's speaking in a very conformist way. 'Cos in reality, I have achieved 4 hours of great rest, 1 delectable dinner, and 3 hours of fantastic TV. That's something...

If given a choice, I'd love to have blogging for breakfast and dinner. It'll be the greatest thing to start and end my day.

School is, very sadly, total crap. I was just going through my notes and true enough, it was crap that I had been reading. It's so pathetic!

However, there are many many many more great things in life. Things like Channel U's Xiao Yuan Superstar!

And my cousin's taking part! She got through the 2 auditions and the third one coming up on Tuesday. And I'll be there to support! It's so exciting! But I suppose there'll be tons of people. I don't exactly fancy crowds. But if you're talking about crowdds at concerts, then it's a different thing altogether.

I had been at an outdoor concert some time back. And it was marvellous! Local band Electrico is best! Their live gig was so good! It's really one thing to listen to them on radio and another to hear them live. The feeling is competely different. And it had been a great feeling!

I'm really reluctant to get cracking on my revision. I've got a couple of tests coming up over the next two days.

I won't say it's dreadful. 'Cos it really isn't that bad. It's the fact that I have to study that's making all this extremely difficult.

And I know that my mother's gonna be nagging soon enough. That's why it had been a mistake when I told her that I've got tests coming up. And you know how I broke the news to her? It had been super duper dumb of me.

My mother had asked me to accompany her out to town to go jalan jalan today. But then I felt really sick to get out, and ended up telling her I cannot go out "cos I need to study for tests". Like what the hell was that for?!

For a moment, I stood there gaping at my stupidity.

Whatever it is, time will tell. And I shall continue with my endless things to say.

I'm very sick of my style. I had told my mother that I was gonna get a new cap for the new year. And she went yakking again on how I like to waste money. She had said, "3 caps still not enough?!"

Well, 3 caps really isn't enough. This is where the stats come in. My first cap from Converse costs $9.90 at a warehouse sale. So far my favourite cos it's comfy. Second cap was green, spray painted with a skull, got it from CHEEKS Enterprise, costs $15. Seldom wears it. 'Cos the colour's hard to match, quality sucks, too small. Which will leave you to wonder why I even bought it. Nevermind, I admit that it's a stupid impulsive sales transaction. My third cap from Billabong costs $0 'cos it had been a gift. In all, 3 caps costs $24.90. Waste money? What money?

I was thinking, the rhinestone-studded Ed Hardy caps cost over $200. Which will, by and large, give my mother a heart attack. That I will not do. So here's where budgetting comes in. I think I'll just go get rhinestones and DIY them onto cheaper caps that are readily available out there. Then only I will be having it. I always love to have things that are one-of-a-kind.

Oh wait, I am one! *snickers*

Something for the Tastebuds

Yesterday, while I was on the train heading home, I realised that people were evading something from the neighbouring train car.

Then I saw what they were evading.

It was someone's gastrointestinal crap fully unloaded onto the floor.

Lunch, anyone?

Last night, very unfortunately, I got disconnected from the Blogger webbie halfway through my fantastic entry. Well, forget about reliving it though. It'll only be fantastic once. If I try to replicate it, it just won't be that fantastic. And there's always a really good reason why the post was prevented from being published. These are signs that I believe in. Everything that happens has a reason behind it.

So ths fine morning, I'm gonna talk about relationhips. Laugh all you want, like who cares?! 'Cos I'm laughing alongside you. And if you're not laughing, it means you don't know me well enough. Anyways, I had been going through my testimonials on Friendster and came across this:

Most likely to remain single for the rest of his life. Needs personal space. Loves freedom.

I know I've published this before, and have also commented on this before, but I just feel that there is this burning urge to reinstate the point.

The statement is so very true. The last thing I'd like is to be tied down with things. It's like getting me chained to a boulder, then letting me fall into the ocean abyss. Why would I wanna do that despite being the crazy freak that I am? It's way out of the league!

So let's praise singlehood!!!

Don't you think it's that much better to have a couple of great friends instead of just one? I forgot where I came across this, but here goes: (or something like that)

When you see the one you like, your heart beats faster. But when you see the one you love, you just smile.

But then the thing is, I seldom feel my heart beating faster when I see my friends. Which only goes on to show that I don't exactly like my friends. Now, now, ain't it strange?

When I see my friends though, I smile. I smile really sweetly and sincerely. The feeling is warm and fuzzy, very homely feel. It's as though it's running through my veins or something.

And I give two thumbs up for that feeling. The palpitating heart thingy can wait. In fact, it can slowly wait, 'cos the way things are, it's likely that I'll not let go of that love in my life.

So sweet, right? Admit it lah...

And what better time to express your love than to do it during the festive season. Plus it's kinda a routine to give thanks for the past year's wonderful relationships towards the end of the year. But of course I'm not doing it as an obligation since it's 'kinda routine'. I do it 'cos I want to, and 'cos I can feel it in my blood.

Let's close the topic. But one last thing,

CAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE???

I've really got to say this: Time flies.

It's so cliche, but I just feel that I gotta get it off my chest. You must be nodding earnestly in total agreement. No? Come on, I know you're nodding in one way or another... ADMIT IT!!!

The group of us were talking crap then one guy said, "...we've only known each other for 6 months."

6 months? 6 months in Poly? Gotta be kidding right? How's it possible?! (disbelief)

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It's just so fast. Now the year's coming to an end. This year's really funny, feels odd. It feels like I've been to Hell and back. It's been a ride. Every year's a ride. This year's no exception. The only difference is that the ride this year has been very eventful and exciting. So many things have happened. It feel kinda long and dreary, but short and sweet at the same time. See? I told you it's odd! It's so strange.

Then in no time I'll be in Year 2. Or if I decide for some change, then I'll be a freshie all over again. Hmm... Gives you and I something to think about. I'm just so loving SP. Great choice! I don't mind being a freshie time and time again. I like the feeling.

Life's great for me. This year's been great. I've been great. The people's been great. The stuff's been great. And guess what? That's how thing's are gonna be for the time to come...

It's all in your Genes

You can relax, I'm not gonna talk about Cell Biology here. And you can safely bet that I'll never ever do.

Anyways, as much as I'd love great hair to flaunt, I don't think that day's ever going to come. Well, that's not being negative. That's being realistic. Plus it's great too! It means that I get to wear caps. More specifically, it's the Ed Hardy caps that scream "LOOK AT ME!".

So I finally got my great hair cut today. As if! I never, never, never get good hair cuts. And I mean NEVER! It's not the hairdresser's fault though.

It's the fact that I have problematic hair growth that's hindering the great hair cuts. Kinda sad, don't you think? I actually feel lousy just thinking about it. So today, at the hairdresser, I was feeling really positive that I'll get a great cut for once. Yet in the end, I didn't.

So I finally got hit by the hard and cold truth: With hair like mine and still wanting to get nice haircuts, I gotta wake up!

And it took me so long to realise the fact. It took numerous, countless even, of bad cuts for me to finally realise that I have severely uneven hair growth for haircuts to be great. The hairdresser said, "Your hair grow in all directions. Very difficult, but I'll help you,"

Previous hairdressers must have felt the same, only that they never said it. Why, I think they should have told me long ago. But now's not too late either. I'm just glad that I am able to get to the, well, root of the problem. At least I feel better for myself.

And hey, this isn't a problem that I can snap my fingers and solve. I'd like to see it as more like a defect. Defect in my genes. That's the root cause. Defects arise during the production process. The only way to rid of defects is to get a replacement, which in this case is virtually impossible.

But if you look at things on the whole, I've got really great genes despite for that one and only defected one. Nature's been great to me. Nurture's been even better. And I'm so thankful for that.

After a couple of late nights, I feel weird. I'm not used to staying up so late. For once in a very long time, I feel sleep-deprived. But then I still look so good! Haha!...

Anyways, some days back, I was out with some primary school friends. Yes! Primary school! That's like many years back. But we still kinda keep in touch. Anyways, I was, as usual, wearing my cap cos the crop of hair is just ghastly. Unkempt and unruly like the patches of long grass that I used to see in Pasir Ris area.

Despite the fact that my hair's in a complete mess, I will still ocassionally remove my cap to reveal the horrible sight. I've become more comfortable with myself looking ugly. Haha... I will remove my cap in the classroom. Because I'm tall, my head just sticks out from the crowd. So very unintentionally, I flaunt what's not supposed to be flaunted. If you haven't the great hair, it's best to keep it covered, out of sight. Spare innocent parties.

Anyways, the group of us was at Suntec City's Sky Garden taking photos. Then I decided to take off my cap and gave my head a hard shake, to pump in some air into my hair, give them some breathing space after cooping them up in a very nice trucker cap.

Then the unexpected happened.

Friend: Your hair got put a lot of conditioner right?

Me: Huh?! No lah! Very nice meh?

Friend: It' like your hair got a life of it's own.

Wahaha!... I couldn't believe it. Compliment on everything BUT the hair! It's just so wacky. I was shocked and was left in awe. At least now I know I've got great hair. But still, I'm not flaunting it. Wait till I get a nicer cut first.

A while back, I was ranting on how incredibly expensive an Ed Hardy cap was. But then it kinda struck me (just very recently) that the Ed Hardy rhinestone-studded cap is a must-have! It's those work-your-arse-off MUST-HAVE!!!

Which in this case is exactly what I'm gonna do for the next 1 month or so. So that I'll be just in time to dazzle up the festive Chinese New Year. I get so excited just thinking about it. Of course, I know I'll be boo-ed at for splurging money- big money- on a cap. You must think I'm crazy. And perhaps you're right.

I'm just that crazy. Whatever makes me happy...

The Terrorist Lecturer

A while back, I think it was last Friday, the terrorist lecturer once again decided to spend some time terrorising young hearts, instilling fear in each one of us. But seriously, she thinks she'd get to me?!

Anyways, she was going on and on with her 'advice'. And she didn't really mean 'to scare all of you, just telling you facts'. But the facts that she provided were pretty creepy. In very simple terms, she said that with a Diploma in Biotechnology, you're not going to be going far.

So she spent like 20 to 30 minutes lecturing us on how we should cultivate the habit of reading scientific journals and stuff to get used to the large input of knowledge, so we wouldn't have to struggle in out 2nd year and 3rd year, blah, blah, blah...

Then she gave us some figures: "Every year, be it 2nd year or third year, there will always be 5 or 6 students that are removed from the course. So what does it mean?"

I thought to myself, "That means it'll be better to be kicked out in 2nd year, so at least you won't have to waste one more year."

P.S. I don't like the word 'waste' 'cos it's so negative. I don't believe in wastages.

Despite her being such a terrorist, I thought she kinda made some sense too. It's very amazing how much sense she makes out of things. She practically struck that chord in me. She had said that if you were not going to become a scientist, you might as well get the hell out of the Life Sciences industry and pursue something else like Business, just as long as it's not Life Sciences. I was like, "Yeah! That's right!"

As such, her terrorising session of 'advice-giving' actually turned out to be really inspiring. I still find it hard to believe that I'm inspired by someone so stern and cold. But the important thing is making sense, which she definitely did. I'm still pretty dazed from disbelief.

I definitely not see myself in the Life Sciences industry. Do you?

Gone is my Fragrance

Well, it doesn't mean I'm stinky. It simply means I missed out the Ralph Lauren Fragrance promotion a while ago. I was so upset when I saw the atrium of Century Square being occupied by something else.

It had been the Polo Ralph Lauren Fragrance road show of some sort. Then they had the Christmas gift pack for the Blue fragrance, which I completely love. But then it's all over. And it came with a free towel too! But it's over!

What the hell?!

Should've acted while I had the chance.

Let's observe a minute's worth of self-pity.

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Now that it's over, I look forward to the next best deal that will magically present itself before me.

The Wondrous Bracelet

Yesterday, I was at Suntec City and came across this new store, "Soul Creations". Crammed with really cool accessories. Then I saw this stunning bracelet on display. Following that, I entered the store. The lady started talking to me. Blah, blah, blah, "Actually I was thinking of that bracelet on display."

She took it out for me, looked even better, sophisticated intricate details. Obviously not for me!

The lady kinda asked who it was for, guy or girl. I said for a female. Female as in my mother. So I was dying to see that on my mother's wrist. And the saleslady told me, "This just came in this morning, two of them, just sold one this morning too,"

"Yes, I'll take it!"

It didn't cost a bomb too. Not even 30 bucks! And my mother loved it! Looks so good on her.

And it feels like time for me to refresh my wardrobe. Sounds great, eh?

The stray cats down at the void deck seems to be spawning new blood for the past 6 weeks or so. And I really do mean spawning.

I see so many new kittens every now and then. And it's not helping that all these kitties inherited the 'scaredey-cat' trait from their parents. Trust me, they're like the jumpiest cats around! I've never seen anything more paranoid and stressed out over the littlest thing. Little things like the jingle of my keys.

When I was younger, there had been a really friendly cat at the void deck. Then I would always play with it on the way home. There was once I especially went down to the void deck just to play with it. That's how pathetic things get when you don't have a pet.

And that was as friendly as the cats around here got. It's such a shame. These cats have become so elusive and amazingly quick at evading impending human activity. The closest I got to one was around 2 to 3 metres.

Anyways, I've long outgrown that having-a-pet thing. So troublesome. The last thing I'd want is to implicate myself further with additional responsibilities. There's really so much more to having pets than just playing with them. Well, and that's exactly what I like to do. But playing with others' pets will do just fine for me.

Talking about pets, there's this really hot and fresh campaign on sterilising your pets. You know of those huge poster stands at bus-stops, right? So the poster showed the photograph of a hamster. A hamster with the front half of its body out of a condom. And the slogan read: "You can't teach your pets to play it safe. Sterilise them." or something of that effect. I was awed by the boldness of the poster. Yet it was really a matter of fact. So cool lah! Then I caught sight of another one of those last week.

The poster showed a mid-grown kitty playfully reaching up for something. That something was a partially inflated condom. Woo hoo!~ I had exclaimed to a friend: "How can they advertise such thing?" But actually I really liked it cos the idea was really good. And it's kinda cute too. Actually, it's really adorable. I haven't by any chance seen any other versions of the campaign, and I really look forward to seeing cooler versions!

We, as citizens in our society, are very poor things. We are inflexible and rigid. We think in really straight lines. Anything wavy or crooked is wrong, weird, funny, and 'cannot one lah!'. Yet they're pushing us to be innovative and creative. Gimme a break! Why don't you just fly me to the moon?!

To seriously unleash the creative streak in everyone(yes, I believe everyone is full of funky ideas), they've gotta be doing more. Not just pure talk. All talk, no action means talking cock. Talking cock means one ear in, the other out lah.

Like "Pizza don't have to be round," (Courtesy of Hairianto). Cos we were at Tampines eating triangular pizzas. Then I was commenting on how pizzas should be round. See lah, that's the whole freakin' stereotype. We must strive to combat stereotypical views and support non-conformity. But then, it should be such that we don't irritate people and disrespect people. That's not non-comforming anymore. That's rebellious. And there's a really fine line between the two.

Combatting stereotypical views and supporting non-conformity:

• School day so what? Still can stay out late and have fun.
• Forgetting something doesn't mean: "Aiyah, die liao lah, die liao lah!"
• Tattoos are fabulous artworks despite what people say.
• Publicising negative opinions.
• etc, etc...

I've recently been eating lotsa laksa. I used to evade the thought of eating it at all costs, fearing unnecessarily for my health. But now, it's kinda a different situation altogether. There's really nothing wrong with consuming all those fats down. It think a while ago they were campaigning on healthy eating. And suggested eating laksa and leaving the gravy alone. Like hello?! What's laksa without the gravy? Might as well just eat boiled noodles right? However, that doesn't mean that I finish after my laksa with a bowl so clean that you'd wonder why the dishwashing lady still has her job.

My 'Material Needs' list hasn't seen any movement in recent weeks. I only see one item being struck out. And since then, it's been stagnant. So poor thing, me. I haven't got a cool phone, nice MP3 player, functional digicam, well-functioning stereo system... and so the list goes one. But I think I can look forward to striking out "Polo Ralph Lauren Blue".

Cos yesterday at Tampines, I saw the Christmas gift pack for it. And it was going at a pretty good deal. I'm not gonna sit around to 'consider'. It'll only jeopardize my happiness and fill me with regret later. What for, right?

I really like the fragrance. Smelled one friend wearing it. And I successfully identified it, which kinda left the guy in awe. Haha!...

Back in a few...

See? Told you Sunday wasn't gonna rain.

I got a tanned nicely on the arms and slightly on the face. But I wasn't burnt!...

I piled on my sunblock and felt the strong sunshine searing on my skin's surface, which by the way feels pretty good. But I hadn't feared, for I had my sunscreen protection, so I felt safe enough to bask in the sun.

Let's say we've gone back a few hours and it's a Sunday instead...

Today, I passed my Kayaking 1 Star Personal Skill Award. Got my certificate too. Today had been most fun. We were capsizing like nobody's business, then we had to go rescue one another in the 'open waters'. Yet it was very fun. I'm glad that I only needed to capsize once for today. I had more chances rescuing people instead.

I was sleeping a while ago, feeling really exhausted from the day's activity. However, much to my dismal, my peaceful sleep was interrupted. That I'm really enraged and pissed. That's the very thing that I hate so much. I hate the ugly, lifeless and glaring yellowwish white light from the old and disgusting long fluorescent tube ravaging through my eyelids to wreck the peaceful sleep that I was having. It's atrocious!

That's why I'm still up at this kind of crappy hour. I don't usually stay up. I enjoy sleeping very much, thank you.

Sleeping makes me feel good, makes me feel nice, makes me smile. I really hate to be negative, but interrupting my sleep is like the last bad thing you'd ever wanna do to me. It strikes the evil chord in me. It's like unleashing the beast in me.

I hate my house anyway. The layout sucks. That's why I have my mother switch on that freakin' fluorescent tube while I'm sleeping and that's why I'm now typing in the dark while someone else is sleeping. Everything's off balance. Things are placed where they're not really supposed to be.

I'll have my own house one day.

Kayaking One Star

While the morning sun was up and shining, I was over at Kallang Sea Sports Club for my One Star Kayaking. I've waited long enough. It had been a great day. Got them blood pumping. And that little bit of sunshine exposure seems to make my hair all nice and swishy.

Lucky it was single kayak. All on my own and stuff, really fantastic. But the whole kayak was so freakin' light, hence being very sensitive to the smallest strokes. So most of the time, I was just trying to get the front of the craft to point to the direction of travel. But generally, I had fun!

The heavens had been pretty merciful on us. Only occasional short periods of drizzle. But still, I'd have preferred a little more sunshine. It's not like everyday that I get out into the bright sunshine.

The capsize drill had been really bad. I had to intentionally capsize twice cos I didn't capsize correctly(!!!) the first time. All that water were rushing freely into my nostrils. We changed the venue of the capsize drill cos at the beach we were originally at, the water was freakin' filthy. Not to forget that there was a bloated cat carcass drifting alongside us. Of course there was the smell!

I think I should do this very frequently. I think I've a greater affinity with the sea. But it seems that I'll always become really sleepy after the whole activity ends. Think that's what water does to you. And it's not helping that my whole body's aching. Don't ask me how, my whole body just aches, just except for my arms. Strange eh?

Something tells me that tomorrow's gonna be a day when the sun'll shine on with fervour, and those wretched dark clouds will be banished to some place far far away. Which means I'll be roasted, perhaps burnt out too. But I'm cool with that. I know it's very damaging to the skin, but a little damage at times won't do much harm, will it?

I always find it a wee bit embarrassing to pile on sunblock in front of people. I'll usually secretly do it, or do it way beforehand, which by the time I get exposed to the sun, the protection wears off. I think sunscreen should come in a liquid form in a spray can. Kinda like those mozzie and insect repellant. The orange colour one? I'm sure you'll know lah, so common here.

Tomorrow's another session. WooHoo!~

Over Nothing

Yesterday, I found myself very stressed out over school work. I felt the exact same feelings as last semester. It was very discouraging, and all I wanted to do was to just die ad forget about everything.

Then I realised that I'd been feeling lousy over practically nothing. There had been no need, and there never will be need for it. In the end, I just sorta looked at myself in the mirror and snickered for being such a panicky rat. It's all dumb and silly. But then I thought it was kinda cute too. And from then on, everything just turned for the better.

This morning, and I mean really early in the morning around 5.50 am, I was awakened by the heavy downpour. I was ecstatic yet irritated cos I had been unwillingly dragged out of dreamland to shut the windows. But when I plooped down on the bed later, I smiled and it saw me falling back into sweet slumber.

Until the frickin' alarm went off at 7 a.m. Luckily I was sane enough not to smash it against the wall. Instead, I pushed the alarm back by an hour. Class starts at 10 a.m, but the 7 a.m. had been for running which I decided to skip anyhow. It's really surprising how I fell asleep very easily again. It felt like minutes later that the 8 a.m. alarm rang. I was still feeling really sleepy and to please myself, I decided to shut the alarm completely and let my body clock do the waking-me-up thing.

When I finally found the right moment to wake up, it was 10 something a.m. At least I felt like million bucks!

So for the first time in a long time, I found myself having plenty of time to savour my breakfast, which I took at a very leisurely pace, and again, felt like a million bucks.

A while ago, I was having steamboat dinner at Marina Bay. When I arrived, I could hear my insides screaming for a boost of food. I unconsciously skipped lunch. I cannot remember why, but I just don't recall having any lunch today. Anyways, despite the fact that I was famished, I was pretty much done after an hour and 30 minutes of gorging. I was the first to bail out from the eat-all-you-can programme. Then my friend said that she was disappointed in me. Haha!...

Tomorrow and Sunday, I'll be at Kallang Sea Sports Club doing my Kayaking Star One course. Yay!!! My long awaited task is finally here. I'm so happy!

Boys Don't Cry

It's been a tough day at work. Never have I yearned so much to knock off. Right from the very start, it had been bumpy. Then I decided that I shall make today one of those sinful days where I indulge in full force negativity blasting. It was strong, and worked too, like how I wanted it to. Things went haywire everywhere. It had been completely chaotic, so much so that I felt desperate and wanted to cry. But boys don't cry. I saw it all coming, but I felt better, cos I achieved what I expected.

So it's the end of the day and I happened to catch Star Idol on Channel 8. One of their silly elimination round. Talent quest for budding actors and actresses. But by the look of things, there's hardly any talent at all in the 5 female and 5 male contestants.

So the guys elimination round narrowed down to 2 contestants. Videorecording of judges aired. All three judges thought Guy 1 would be booted out. Comperes asked Guy 1 on his confidence level. He answered very shakily that he has hardly any confidence left. That's kinda wrong eh? You're in a competition, mind you, not supposed to say that! Then started to tear. But boys don't cry.

The very same thing happened to Guy 2. The judges thought he'd be out too. Then after the commercial breaks and the ridiculous antics of booting out contestants, Guy 2 got kicked out. As usual, they had the goodbye video played and then, Guy 2 started crying! So I thought, But boys don't cry!

After a farewell speech and feeble encouragements from the 'fans', Guy 1 came onto screen. And golly! He was weeping!!! BIG BOYS DON'T CRY!!! Not on national TV at least! His tears streamed down and glistened under the spotlights. His microphone picked up some of his pitiful sobs while the compere was talking.

While they were wallowing in self pity, I was having the biggest laugh of the century. It's just so funny. So unconventional. Now, that's reality TV! The female contestant that got booted out managed to fight back those precious tears. Managed to look cool on national TV.

But I don't understand wy she got kicked out. She looks most pleasing to me. With funky hair cut and all. Plus cool name too. Two Chinese characters only. Anyways, she didn't cry, nor weep. Unlike the guys. Booted out, cry and weep, never kena booted out, still cry and weep, and can sob some more. Geez...

The 'fans' were atrocious. For one, they were ashamed of themselves, then they couldn't cheer properly. They were hiding behind placards whenever the camera caught them on screen. They were delayed in reaction when the comperes urged for some encouragement from the crowd. Their vocal cords and lung power haven't been put to good use. Describing the 'fans' as lukewarm would be letting get away with too much. They were more like freezing cold. Ice cold.

Well, there's a pretty good reason for them to behave this way, anyway.

And one last thing. Forget about Boys don't cry. I think we're stepping into a different era now.

It's a psycho world

I'm so happy that there's really nothing eventful to note. All that angst and anxiety is nullified, so everything's all nice and calm.

Hey, I just read a book. Titled Psycho by Robert Bloch. It had been made into a film too.

It's an incredibly thin book, cos it's not a novel. I hate novels. All long and draggy and they come at least 2 to 3 inches thick. Not at all handy to lug around.

Anyways, I love the book, cos I finished reading it in 3 days. And it was as though I was watching a movie instead. Very gripping. My soul was sucked into the book. About this psycho motel proprietor murdering his guests. I like the storyline too. Very simple, always straight to the point. And there wasn't a lot of characters to deal with too. That means there wasn't that many scenes to flit around to, which spared me the dreadful confusion.

I hate to be confused. I hate complication. Everything is best left simple and cool. Save all the trouble of understanding, reduce chances of people going insane too. I'm so sicked out when I see people on the verge of becoming mildly crazy. There's really no need for it. So of course, I'm all nice and smiley.

And what's the big deal on cockroaches now? I agree they're gross, and so does a song on cockroaches.

It's so freaky to see some cheap animation flashing before your eyes while a completely wacky and silly song plays. Actually, I'd feel pretty insulted as a human. That cockroach song is very disturbing, very psychotic and very silly. It could very well be the Torture Tool of the Century. Drive people insane cos they'll go crazy figuring out why someone in the right mind would wanna come up with something like that. Then they reason that it's insane people that came up with the sick idea and go on to wonder why sick people exist. So they wonder and ponder and try to figure and their souls get lost and they go criminally insane. And they pass their insanity on. Before you know it, everyone's gone crazy.

I'm an A student; A meaning Average

I really consider myself the average student. I figured I shall just put in enough effort to get through. Averaging B's is good enough for me. Plus I hate competition. I never talk about competition. I never take part in competitions. The way I see things, we're all different, so there's no point pitting one against another.

So maybe that's why I don't do sports. Sports like ball games. But things like kayaking, rock-climbing, abseiling and swimming, even, I do have a certain interest in. I especially love kayaking. However, that doesn't mean I'm well-experienced. Truth is, I've only been on one kayaking expedition. That was sufficient to hook me up. I'm going for the Star 1 kayaking course next weekend. Yeah!

What's the point of stressing out over small things? It's all unnecessary and makes you age faster. I'm all cool and calm about things, taking everything with a pinch of salt. Being an average student, I get to enjoy many perks. Like catching movies after school, shopping after class ends, writing just enough for my essays, and excel at hands-on activities.

Few days back, we had to prepare a blood smear. Our own blood smear. I was so excited! I cleaned my hands and disinfected a fingertip and got it pricked(technically known as lanced) by a needle(technicaly known as a lancet). And then the blood oozed out.

We were supposed to put a drop of blood on a glass slide. So there I was, milking my left middle finger, hoping to get a huge drop of blood on the slide. It came out quite runny, not quite like what I expected. Anyways, I smeared it and after numerous procedures, voila! I had my own blood sample and we were later observing the cells under the microscope.

Cool eh?

An average student spends free time watching twisted comedies like Scary Movie in the school library.

So me and a group of people were watching Scary Movie 1 in the school's library. The image quality only says one thing: I'm pirated VCD. Anyways, we were enjoying the show and managed to attract many other people who gathered round the TV screen. And we were all having a ball of a time when a spoiler got into way. This idiotic lecturer stopped the movie and told us we were not supposed to be playing our own VCDs and DVDs in the library. He did so while the show was at it's climax! How bad can that be?!

More cool eh?

Clean Freak

I think I'm a clean freak. It's not me, it's just that I've been brought up that way. Especially the importance of having to shower. My mother will insist on at least two showers a day. And so I have grown up to adopt the habit. So I'm not exactly into the full-blown stage of being a clean freak, perhaps only in the initial stages, still in time for a change.

As you grow up, you kinda comprehend more things. Things that you'll just know from everyday life, and not cos your mother told you so. I also adopt my own daily habits. My mother can go through one day with a total of 5 showers. And I told her that's wasting water.

But frankly, I cannot stand myself stinking up. More importantly, I cannot help but feel disgusted when people smell bad. We should all take pride in smelling good. And sometimes, a cool shower can be like the best thing to have. Yet, smelling good has it's limits. Sometimes, people pile on the fragances as though they're free.

That's crossing the line. We should smell subtly good, not chokingly good. It's supposed to be a fragrance, not a marinate! I was on campus the other day when this guy came up from behind me. I immediately choked on his generous application of cologne. I turned away to catch some fresh air. When he was 5 metres ahead, his scent still lingered on and like hands, they continued choking me, while trying to shove the fingers up my nostrils. And thank goodness it was an open-air area. I cannot imagine if it had taken place in an air-conditioned room. I could very well have passed out.

This lecturer told me that I've become quieter this semester as compared to the last. Then I told him that sometimes it's good to quieten down a little.

But in fact, I don't think I'm quieter this semester. I'm just more mellow and cool about things.

Last semester, I was struggling like crazy, wondering why everything seems to be topsy-turvy. So I guess I kinda became quite a loud hailer to combat the bout of misfortunes. Anyhow, those days are over. And I'm happy again.

And I'm also very excited about Harry Potter this evening. One of the first people to catch the boy wizard in action.

When I told my mother that I was gonna catch a movie tonight, she was incredulous and asked, "Why normal day you also go watch movie one?"

I managed to skip answering the question since she suddenly got distracted by something else.

So the main point is, there's nothing wrong with having fun during a school day. I'm not a child anymore. And the first thing my mother said to me when I opened my eyes was, "You've been spending too much money. I just updated the bank book and discovered that you and your brother have been spending so much money. All my hard-earned money. You all know how hard it is to earn money? And there you are, spending like there's no tomorrow. I try so hard to save money and all you know is to spend. You better watch your expenditure."

And being me, I replied, "Orh, okay."

You know how the mothers on TV always say, "I say one sentence, you reply ten sentences! Very daring ar, you? Grow up already, right?"

But for me, my mother says ten sentences and I'll say one. Actually, "Orh, okay." is not even a sentence. This money issue is overrated.

I still have plenty of things that I wanna get, but haven't. Yesterday, the trip down to Far East Plaza was futile. Planned on getting a cap, and got nothing instead. So an hour of boredom and zombie-walking around passed and I headed home. I felt so bad for myself. Plus, it didn't help that I was feeling really sleepy.

So I learnt that I should not plan to buy things. Things will come my way when the time is right. I should let time come to me, instead of looking for the 'right time'.

When I reached home, I stuffed my face with 2 packs of chips. Then, I washed my face and went to sleep. Meaning: I didn't shower after reaching home as I usually would. I just changed into home clothes. And slept at 6.30 p.m.

That was the greatest sleep of all time. I woke up feeling like a million bucks, though I was running slightly late for school. I feel good after the slumber. But I wish it had lasted 24 more hours or something. Then it'll truly be the Greatest Sleep of allt ime.

I'm having a good life.

Life Anew

So yesterday is over. And boy, aren't I glad.

I knew today was gonna be fun the moment I opened my eyes from my deep and sweet sleep. Well, but of course! Since when have I not enjoyed the smell of fresh popcorn popping and the joy of preparing hotdogs and drinks and nachos for people?

Blogosphere Under Siege

In the recent weeks, the blogosphere has been scrutinised by the local press. What had been a virtual land has evolved into reality as contents from the blogosphere are unscrupulously scrutinised word for word, sometimes picture for picture. It's the blogosphere for goodness' sake! BLOGOSPHERE!

It's a place where the alter-ego of most people rule. It is a place where people can become who they're not. It's a form of escapism. And now it's become the hot topic of the local papers. Seriously, news these days bore me. Real news kinda ceased to exist.

Anyways, the whole blogging thing is way way WAY overhyped and overrated. Especially XiaXue's entries on disabled people. If you're so not comfortable with her way of putting things, then get you're eyes off the blog site! If you're so against blogging, why bother to surf blogs?! All the hoo-haa on being politically incorrect is driving people nuts. Cut some slack lah!

Then today, another blog issue was splashed over the cover of a tabloid-sized local paper. On how a primary school teacher was posting undesirable content on her blog. And then there was all the politically correct stuff major organizations suggest should be done. That's so boring. Being a teacher doesn't mean you'd have to be all goody-two-shoes even when you're off the job. Of course, being a teacher means being a role model to the younger generation, blah, blah, blah, BLAH!!!

Sickening eh? I feel as though I'm in line to be blasted with nasty comments by the public, together with many other Bloggers.

Oh yes, the most hilarious thing is, 'Big Brother' could be laying down some blogging guidelines, maybe even laws. Okay, let me be a law-abiding citizen and observe all rules and regulations set by 'Big Brother' with all due respect.

With that, I shut up.

Crap

Today had been a rather bad day.

And of course, that meant drawing in all the unnecessary trouble. I guess sometimes it's nice to indulge in an occasional feel-really-bad. But that also means that I'll have to face off with all the bad stuff that'll happen.

And as a matter of fact, they do happen. The power of emotions is very strong. And that's something I believe strongly in.

Today is just horrible. I feel like crap. Everything's going haywire. I'm feeling desperate. I feel like I'm falling into a bottomless pit. It feels like my world is shrouded by darkness. I feel as though I'm dead. I look bad. I feel like I'm broke. My hair sucks. I perspired too much and stink. Hopeless. Just feel all that negative energy.

Today will turn from bad to worse, and it shall be the worst day of the month.

Let tomorrow be a brand new day.

For now, let's just grieve. I'm not sure if all these energy are pent up frustrations. I sure hope it's not. I guess I managed to reverse the flow of energy from positive to negative. I flow positivity very strongly. And now I flow negative energy. I feel it's even stronger. It's sucky.

Suddenly my mother nags at me. Suddenly I lost my appetite. Suddenly I see hotdogs and feel nothing. Suddenly I'm invisible. Suddenly I have no inspirations whatsoever. Suddenly my heart feels like something heavy's pressing against it. Suddenly I feel pain when chewing. Suddenly a sore throat creeps in. Suddenly I lost interest in school. Suddenly I get fined for returning DVDs late.

Let's grieve some more.

Don't Pretend You Didn't See

Yesterday morning, I was in the crowded train on the way to school. I always love to see how inconsiderate, or considerate, Singaporeans can be.

I especially love to see people giving up their seats for the elderly folks. I like that feeling. It makes me feel good. So when able-bodied people remain seated despite having seen an elderly folk standing, it makes my blood boil. I always get myself so close to asking these people if they'd like to give up their seat to an elderly.

It's really cool how people are able to not see someone standing in front of them.

But sometimes, elderly folks take it a little too far. They take advantage of their being old. It's like, "I'm an elderly, so you should always give in to me as I'll always be right."

So this elderly woman entered the moderately crowded train car and instead of being all mellow, as how I think elderly folks should be, grew frantic 'searching' for a seat. Well, there was none in sight, so she started staring at the people who were seated.

I definitely support the whole 'Give up this seat to someone who needs it more than you do" idea. But that's gotta come from within, and not from guilt. The way the elderly lady was glaring at people, it kinda made them look and feel bad. That's all unnecessary.

Finally, someone gave up his seat for her. And for the first time, I felt that it wasn't that nice to witness that kind of scene.

Then there was another time when a full-blown pregnant lady felt she was queen. Marched right into the train car. Another lady promptly gave up her seat for the pregnant woman. Queen, she felt she was, so she sat down, without any expression of gratitude. Not even a thanks. Like what the hell?! That's taking the situation for granted.

We all know you need that cold, hard seat more, but you don't have to throw your weight around. Everyone knows. It's just that sometimes it's a little difficult to give up your seat. It's well, embarassing to some people. It's like having to step up to say something about the country. People don't like doing it.

Oh well, let's all live in peace and harmony. In other words, let's all be silent. If we really really really have to speak up, it had better be good things we say.

I think I'm more like a full-time blogger and part-time student instead.

I love blogging so much! I think I'm pretty deprived of writing in school. There's not much imaginative writing to do. It's all either reports or scientific essays. All boring and dreary stuff. Really sad.

You all know how leeches suck on your blood right? And I don't think anyone particularly likes leeches eh? So how about human leeches for you?

I hate human leeches. And I'm violently against leeching off people. I think it's really wrong to leech off people. Even if they're your really good friends. There's no excuse to leech off others. It's just unethical. And the worse thing is leeching off people that are not really close to you.

That's like leeching under fair weather only. That's another sickening and gross thing: Fair weather friends.

Stormy weather friends are more appealing. Partly because I get to experience my favourite ligtning flashes during storms. And fair weather usually means shining sun, which I don't really like cos I'll perspire and start stinking up real bad.

Today there was this issue on my height. I'm just slightly taller than the average. And then a couple of people were asking me how I grew to my height.

Well, the trick is not to exercise too much while growing up. Keep away from all the sports. Eat junk food. Haha!... How nice eh?

Pain

I was just thinking of a bewildered-looking housewife ironing the laundry with the telephone at the end of the ironing board.

She still has her grease-stained apron on. Her hair's a mess, and you can roughly smell the celery and fried chicken somewhere lost in there. She's furiously ironing away while the TV's volume at full blast. Think she'll explode soon enough.

Then the phone rings. Her left hand reaches to pick up the phone after a moment of desperate yells for someone to get the phone.

However, unconsiously, she puts her right hand to her ear instead. Right hand holds the hot iron.

OUCH!

The Nu Flow

Even though I'm such a positive-energy flow-er(not flower, but flow-er!), people who are consumed in negativity still affect me one way or another.

It's really unnerving when people, especially those with blood relations, start blasting off saturated shots of negative energy and seem to enjoy doing so. As much as I'd like to stay positive, I haven't exactly reached the stage where nothing negative affects me.

It's tresspassing over to my comfort zone. And there's no way I'm compromising on that. I had been on the verge of being negative, but then it was a relief that I'd been sane enough to pull myself back from that godforsaken situation.

So I took a good look at my goals and immediately I felt better. That's what your goals are supposed to make you feel.

Anyways, people who drink from the Fountain of Negativity can kiss their wealth goodbye. And in the case where they don't have the wealth to start off with, they can forget about striking it rich. If you are so concerned about how 'not poor' you'd like to be, then all you're gonna magnetise in is poor, poor, and more poor. So to talk about wealth is basically off limits.

There's really too much negativity going on in the world. This includes the recent spates of terror on dengue, bird flu, and terrorism. The media's making everything a lot worse.

The media itself is a terrorist. The worst of it's kind. Which terrorist network has outreach to a whole population of people? They instill fear in people. Perhaps unknowingly, but it's a fact that that's what they are doing.

The more you fear it, the more of it you get.

It may sound as though I'm way outta my mind, but it's really amazing how we all can be deliberate creators, creating all the things that we wanna achieve.

I don't read. But the last time I did, it really changed my life. That one time of engaging in reading was enough. It's all I ever need. It had been a self-help book that emcompasses every single aspect of our lives since everything runs on the basic: Flow of energy.

It's glorious how my life has changed. But people are still resistant to change. Especially when it's changes for the better. Seems like the normal way of life is fraught with uncertainties, misfortunes and bad luck.

And that's life?

Today's gonna be a slack day. I realised I haven't not done anything for a very long time.

I used to go on long periods of doing nothing. And that made me pretty happy. But for the past 4 weeks, I've been going on and on and on with this and that. And hey, it kinda made all my days too.

I'm pretty easy to please. Everything's taken with a pinch of salt. Nothing's too serious, it's all light and humorous.

I love humorous people. Maybe sometimes humorous may cross over to being lame. But being lame can be funny. There's the lame-ass funny people and the lame-ass boring people. And it helps to throw in sarcasm too.

That's why it's kinda straining on my nerves when people are slow in catching on jokes. It's no fun once you have to explain the whole idea behind the joke. Usually by then, the laughter kinda wears off. And being slow is definitely a spoiler for the moment.

But I'm still cool with that. It's not as though the world would be more fun if everyone becomes ultra fast and ultra humorous.

In a recent testimonial by a friend on Friendster(I haven't approved 'cos I'm not sure if I'd like people, strangers too, to read about it.), I was described as: "Most likely to remain single for the rest of his life. Needs personal space. Loves freedom."

Haha!... That's pretty cool! It's as though I engaged a Personality Research Analyst to give me a low-down on myself. I wouldn't have paid in vain if I did.

I guess I'm just bouncing around from place to place, feeling really good, and accomplishing all the good things in life. I'd like to call that accomplished bumming. Who says you can't do good while bumming around. It's definitely not conventional, but who cares? The good thing about life is that there are always new things to be discovered.

But to hell with the Life Science world. I don't see myself as a researcher or lab technician. More importantly, I don't FEEL it in my blood. The only reason I wanna do well is so that I can have a good grasp of the basics of things. And in Life Sciences, we study lotsa structures of things. And they're really cool. Think Life Science and Visual Design. Imagine the fusion.

That Ed Hardy store in Heeren opened. Claiming to be the first in Asia for celebrity wear.

And the really cool stuff costs celebrity money too.

I thought the most expensive caps could go was at most S$60. But then the stunningly cool ones there costs S$200++. My heart was shattered into a million pieces.

It's all right, let's look at the better things in life.

F&N was giving out free cans of their new Orange+Mango drink. And they were full cans of drinks! Very aggressive marketing. But won't they make a loss?

Anyways, the drink was fantastic! Very nice taste. Kinda like those juice cordials actually, but still pretty good. Perhaps I was thirsty at that time, so it tasted a wee bit better. I'm usually not a big fan of soft drinks.

Hotdogs at IKEA are indeed fantabulous! I had 3 of them for lunch today. You know, they actually taste the same as what I usually prepare myself. But because it was in a hotdog bag and we were at the IKEA store, it tasted a lot better.

Then this guy who didn't fancy hotdogs that much was in for a loss. Well, it's not that bad. It's just like how I can't eat beef and all.

Then at Marina Square, got cheated at an eatery playing vids of Michael Jackson. What the hell is S$7.35 for a miserable plate of black pepper chicken spaghetti and a cup of drink?! If it was good stuff(like San Francisco Coffee) then I don't mind. But it was totally crap!

It was as though the chef was really ashamed of his job. Or it could be that they were using top-grade sauces that cost so much that they can only afford to drizzle a little over the pasta. There was no love in the cooking. No passion. So it all tastes like crap. Nothing beats a meal that has been prepared with passion and love.

But it was heaven a little later 'cos I got to savour my favourite Venezia gelato. Frankly, it's more worth the money than Ben & Jerry's. I got my all time favourite dark chocolate flavour! I love the bittersweet taste. Makes me feel so good.

While I feel real good, I also start burping more. Haha!... Burping like a frog. It's quite sickening to have to belch most of the time. But getting used to it is more important.

Oh yeah, I also got a pair of cheap jeans today. Well, it's a really positive sign. It shows that cheap clothes for guys exist. I got those solid deep navy blue type. They kinda got the Levi's look. I know, it's really the cheap-o way out, but I haven't exactly that kind of money yet. So I shall have to make do with all these, well, fakes for the time being.

Hey, look at the time! We're well into the second half of the weekend. Really sad thing. And I haven't got the right time when the DVD player is free to catch my DVDs.

And Monday is back to campus! I'm proud to be from SP, but that's pretty much where it all ends.

Today, I went to Oregon Scientific to check out that hot MP3 player and it was off the display. Guess I was a little too late.

I wanted to enrol in a Canoeing Enrichment Programme offered by the school. Today I found out there were no more vacancies. Guess I was a little late.

Double regret. Definitely not a fine example to follow. Want it? Get it! Stop deliberating within yourself and have no fear! I was fearing this, fearing that, and now I lost two great deals! That's just such a shame. But for now, it's over and there's no use wallowing in self-pity.

Lets's look forward to the ever unpredictable and exciting tomorrow!

Gold Obsession

Today, I started slopping on gold paint on another T-shirt.

So in total, I have two T-shirts that are being modified. However, I feel like I'm only in the experimenting stage. The couple of T-shirts are like the oldest in my wardrobe.

The one I painted on today was the very first graphic tee that I owned. And it was from that moment on that I started to love graphic tees, especially those from RDCTV, since that very T-shirt was from them.

I LOVE BLING!

Oh look! I made the scroll bars appear. Phew! All in 5 minutes' work! This html thingy is growing on me.

Do they have like a course or something on it? Then I can do web design recreationally?

Nu Skin

Seems like everyone also getting new looks. Shall hop on the bandwagon too.

Though I still prefer the previous Guy in Ape Mask better. But it's still cool. All that lightning and all. And navigation is for dummies and idiots except for the invisible scroll bars though. Will see to it.

Apart from that, all's fantabulous! All in 90 minutes' work. Well, what better thing to do while waiting for class to start right?

Woo! It's been some time since the last post.

Just now, I was at IMM. And man! was it crowded!

And it seems that Singapore's population is ageing. I've never ever ever seen so much elderly folk before! And it didn't really help much that they were constantly getting in my way. Guess wasn't entirely their fault 'cos I was feeling quite negative so it kinda attracted all the unnecessary trouble.

Then I went to eat. I was ordering my food like I had all the money in the world. Then when I was at the cashier, I flipped open to an empty wallet! So I was really embarrassed and told the cashier I had no cash. But in the end, I got to eat my food 'cos I went out to get some cash.

Feeling quite good these days. Actually, I've been feeling real good the whole time. This week in school's been kinda cool too, partly cos there's like two public holidays right smacked in the middle. And I stepped down as Class Rep to become the Class Treasurer. Pretty relieving.

I'm drawn to shiny things these days. Especially those shiny gold prints on some T-shirts. I think they're like ultra cool. And I just got one of those today. Didn't buy the T-shirt itself, but got gold paint instead. Then I slopped on the paint on a T-shirt that I already own. And now it looks pretty fabulous. Gonna wear it tomorrow.

I love shiny studs too. Like those on stud belts. I love the head of thumbtacks too. I'm dying for a cap that goes Bling! Bling!. Think I can DIY one yet again. From what I've seen, such caps don't really come cheap out there.

And there's also my obsession with cuff links! I think they're stunning. Perhaps even jaw-droppers. I'mma get a French cuff shirt from Domanchi and a couple of cufflinks to dazzle the eyes of beholders. And cufflinks come in high-end prices. But 'cos of my positive thinking, I came across some really cheap and good-looking ones in Suntec City.

Yes! Suntec City! Ever since my job at Suntec in January this year, I've been open to really cool stuff. But to be exact, it was only recently that Suntec sorta became a huge treasure trove. Guess I had been walking with my eyes closed before. It's really strange how things appear different when you're feeling all warm and fuzzy.

There was a couple of times back that I managed to locate the strangest of places. And I thought I was really smart. But it really isn't. I'm not saying I'm dumb, I'm just saying that I found those places not cos I was smart.

It was because I was feeling the right thing. There was this Converse Warehouse Sale some months back and I was feeling really good about it. I saw myself buying their shoes as though they were free and imagined myself having all the new stuff. Then I felt really nice inside. Which kinda attracted all the clues along the way and when it came to fork-roads, I just followed my heart and I eventually found the place. Now I remember the road: Harrison Road.

My point is stop pursuing. Stop all the have-to-fix-its and gotta-solve-its. Things will just fall into place when you start feeling good. All that positive energy will reel in the positive stuff.

Like how I'm enjoying my life now.

That period of darkness few months back is over. And I'm glad that I didn't approach the school counsellors. It would have worsened things.

I hate counsellors! I think they're crappy people. So are the so-called 'therapists'.

They make you dig out and excavate all the unhappy memories and make you go through them one by one asking you how you feel about each of them. Of course you feel worse after that! And then they claim they understand how you're feeling when they're not in your situation. That's lying.

Then they rope in external help. Doctors, psychaitrists, psychologists. Then all they say is what's wrong, what's not right, what needs to be corrected. Then all you think all day is what's wrong with you. Then in turn you attract all the negative energy floating around. Suddenly you're in debt, and all the what-nots.

They make you feel like you're the most unlucky person alive. But I'm not saying that they're intentional. It's just seems that those are the 'right' things to do. And so this unhealthy trend goes on.

Seriously, no one can be that unlucky. To be more exact, there really isn't a thing called luck. It's all down to how you're feeling which makes you create stuff that makes you feel, well, lucky.

So to hell with counselling! Definitely not me, anyway.

This post is going on and on and on. I suggest reading it in parts.

I've yet to get an MP3 player. I'm so behind times. But then I'll definitely not get an iPod. Everyone has it so it's no big deal. I think this iPod thing is overhyped. Which also means the people at Apple are really fantastic to be able to conjure such madness. I suspect a supernatural force behind it. Maybe they've got some magic dust floating in the air too. But I think waves are more likely. Like electromagnetic waves from the TV and radio. Hmm... shall let this topic close.

Ooh yes, I've got a cool Maths lecturer. At least she's not somebody that'll treat you like you're her kids. She plays rugby and loves it! Gosh! That is SO cool! Women who're involved in some kind of physical activity come across as more attractive. I cannot stand women who look like weaklings, all pale and thin, as though ready to collapse anytime. Bottomline is: Women should not be stick thin. Which means: Yayin, you're beautiful. HuiYi, you're not fat. And Kalis, you're a supermodel.

I'm so glad my mother jogs regularly. She kinda became younger looking and gets praises from the people in the neighbourhood. And she don't look so weak like before. Previously, she couldn't even chase after a bus that's about to leave the bus stop. She would say forget it and wait for the next one to come. But now, she can do so pretty easily. And it wouldn't leave her panting.

And I'm really grateful that I'm not thin and feeble. I'm really blessed to be able to keep up a healthy physique. Though I really wouldn't refer gorging on potato chips and junk food as healthy. Still, I love Jack&Jill Salsa Chilli Flavoured Potato Chips.

Off to sleep. I almost forgot that school's on tomorrow.

Camp at Pulau Ubin

Definitely devillish. But I still sorta made it through. And it felt like 3 days, though we only went through one night.

And now my legs are spotted with red bites. It's really too bad that I don't have a picture of it to post it up. The itching got worse when I reached home.

Guess my once spotless legs have been permanently scarred by these nasty bites. My life is over!

That one night sleeping in the jungle of Ubin felt like ages. It was really just in the wild. Then there were all kinds of noises throughout the night. Lucky I had one partner beside me. Yes, so there was only two of us.

It's pretty freaky and all, but the torture we received during the day made it all seem safe. Did I mention we had to build a barsha, temporary shelter, in almost complete darkness? We only had 2 lightsticks. And it was glaring, making vision kinda impaired.

But it was a pretty good experience out in the wilderness too. We were devoid of all communication devices plus we didn't have any timekeeping device. So it all felt damned long than it actually was. I'm really glad it's over.

And that frog-eating feat too! Felt like a dream too. All kinda surreal. Cos when you're daring yourself in low visibility, your other senses automatically become keener. And you ask yourself if it's really happening beacuse you can't see well. It's a fact that we rely a lot on sight. Maybe too much?

But for now, I'm really thankful. For everything.

After the Silence

I guess it had been a really great idea that I left out all the gory details. It was definitely a great experience. I mean, killing the frog wasn't exactly great, but it was a survival skill that needs to be learned and practised.

Definitely traumatising at first. But I kinda overlooked the whole cruelty-to-animals thing and did what I had to do.

And I didn't have a choice for goodness sake!

Frog Kills Frog

It's really strange how things happen. While I'm hoo-haa-ing away on all the crap of me being a frog, I got to meet up with a real one face to face.

It was really nice to see my 'own species'. Then the most traumatising news broke.

Well, Froggy needs to kill fellow Froggymate.

Had to grab Froggymate by the hindlegs. Then, whacked it real hard against stone slab. Not just once, but 5 times. Gotta make sure it's really gone up to the heavens.

It was staring at me some more! Froggymate's blood splattered on my hand and arm and shirt too. Then it just went limp.

Some cruel shitty thing to do. And yo, that's not the worst part yet.

Frog Eats Frog

Yes! You heard that? FROG EATS FROG!!!

Skinned poor little Froggymate, mutilated it, disemboweled it, and boiled it in water.

Had it for supper.

Let's observe a moment of silence.

Little Froggy

Yesterday I went swimming. And hey! that's like something miraculous. But it was still all right, I didn't drown.

The only stroke I was okay with was breast stroke, or rather, frog-style.

One lap of the pool was terrible! It felt like eternity. But I still swam like a frog anyhow. Think I was a frog previously.

Oh yes, I belch like a frog croaking too. Haha!... That's kinda gross eh? But not all people get to hear the froggy croak. What a shame.

Froggy eating Sushi

It was my first itme dining in Sakae Sushi. And missed out on the buffet thing cos we kinda reached there early. But we figured it was too late to back out. So we ordered a sushi platter.

I ate my fill, and it was a pretty cool experience. It made me realise that there are daylight robbers who are much more daring and shameless. Hypothetically speaking, that is.

And I always love the BANG! that wasabi provides. Frankly, I think it's a near death experience. For that brief moment, it's pain surging up the nasal passage, MAN! it's like crazy! Seriously, it was so much pain that I'd rather die. But after that, it was pleasure. Haha!... Sounds warped. Whatever...

Yahoo! LaunchCAST Music

I'm am so frickin' glad that I saved my computer from the gates of hell. Now I can finally enjoy music from Yahoo! LaunchCAST. Just like before.

You have no idea how thankful and appreciative I've become. Just think about it, everything is just so wonderful!

Just like yesterday, that wonderfully heavy downpour, aptly coupled with the rhythmic flashing of lightning and clashing of thunder. I mean, that's like the worst thing to ever happen already! So I was really appreciative.

On the way home, I deliberately chose a route with the maximum rain exposure. So there I was, with my backpack(back from training), prancing around in the rain, which unfortunately fizzled to a drizzle. Then I was admiring the night sky. For a night sky, it was surprisingly bright. Cos of all the lightning flashes.

Then I reached home and looked at myself in the mirror. And looked like I broke out in cold sweat instead of looking drenched. Even my mother thought I didn't look like I strolled in the rain, which in fact, I did!

Rain, it shall! Fall, and hold no limits!

Ice-Cream and Coffee

Last night, a couple of guys came up to my doorstep to sell ice-cream. He was yakking on about their soccer team, how they need the money for jerseys, training, etc etc. For a moment, I thought, "Oh heck, just help these poor folks out. How much will it take?"

Well, quite a lot actually. One guy took a brick of ice-cream, yes, it was really a brick, and asked for S$14.90. I went, "What?! Too much lah!"

From then on, the conversation went downhill as everything sorta just broke down. I just kept saying no and closed the door.

Pay that much for a block of ice-cream?! Then I might as well get a tub of Ben & Jerry's. Get more enjoyment outta it some more. And talking about Ben & Jerry's.

Have been shamelessly paying S$4 for one scoop of their ice-cream. But gotta admit that it's really good though.

Ben & Jerry's Suntec City just opened recently. Check it out please.

If you're shameless enough, ask to sample every flavour they have. And they're really quite generous when giving samples. Plus it's not every day that you see people that happy. I think they're under some company called The Happy People Co. or kinda just affiliated in some way. But anyways, the service crew, they are like the happiest people. It's kinda crazy too, but really quite cool. Once again, the ice-cream's really good.

But just lay off the Mango Lime sorbet. Cos it tastes funny.

Coffee is really great! Especially when you're talking about coffee from San Francisco Coffee. Really fantastic. But it's kinda hard to get in Singapore. There's a branch just beside Ben & Jerry's at Suntec. But even so, it's pretty hard to find, cos it's hidden in some remote corner.

Likewise, I have been shamelessly forking out S$5 for their coffee. But then again, 5 bucks seem a small price when you're talking about paying for the world's best coffee.

World's best coffee. Yes, that's what they claim too. I shall attest to that claim.

San Francisco Coffee ROCK!