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?