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Thank You
2:26 AM
Thank You

I finally got it!

Don't ask me what, but I got it.

Not exactly my heart's desire,
But its better than nothing.
Its all in Your hands,
Your will be done.

Thank You for giving me this.

I can't stop smiling.
Only 2 people know about it, yet. =)



Written on Thursday, November 30, 2006; 2:26 AM
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Nausea and giddyness
12:42 PM
Nausea and giddyness

Woke up on the wrong side of bed today.

Felt light-headed the second I swung my legs on to the floor.
Dizziness hits me as I bent down to pick up my rubberband.

Shit!

How the heck am I going to do Stats mock like this?

Drank my magic potion...ice-cold Nescafe latte.

1 hour later :
Still quite awake, but feeling bloated and giddy.

2 hours later :
Nausea hits me on the way to class. Rush into the ladies to throw up. Unsuccesful attempts result in me walking back into class feeling like a bloated, light-headed, warmed-over bag of skin and bones.

Right through the tail-end of Econs, I'm alternately battling starvation and giddiness.

Go down to the mamak to grab some food before skimming through those dusty chapters of untouched Stats.

Uh-oh, just realised that those dusty chapters need more than just skimming through. What the heck, I don't have any more time!

Die only lah!
At least I came for the mock.

Nausea visits again during the Stats mock. *covers mouth just in case it really comes all spewing out*

The Stats questions are definitely not making it easier to restrain myself from attempting to hurl. Not that all the questions are that super-freaking difficult, but its just that I didn't study. =p

Aaargghhh! *clamps hand to mouth again*

After Stats, I saw Kah Yang and he said...

Kah Yang : Why you look like u failed your mock or something?
Me : Yeah, I just failed my Stats mock today.

In my mind I was thinking, "Shit! Is it written that clearly all over my face that I failed my mock?! Oh man, I've gotta erase that "failed" look off my face before my mum sees it." *takes out duster and erases that look off*

Did I really look that fail-ish?

It was pouring cats, dogs, cows and birds. Decided to wander into the library and wait for the rain to stop before taking the bus. Than, rescue came in the form of an incoming phone call and an outgoing phone call made to a friend.

On the way home, I was complaining to my mum and she said, "Stop all this Nescafe nonsense and sleep early and you'll be fine."
And thats coming from a person who likes drinking coffee.

Nausea hit me again as I started blogging.

What is wrong with me?

Is it the lack of sleep, lack of healthy food, intake of Nescafe, all of the above or something else?

Because I'm definitely not pregnant!

I bet that was the first thing that popped into your mind.
Admit it, okay.
Tsk tsk...
What were you thinking?!

Hehe.

Written on Wednesday, November 29, 2006; 12:42 PM
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Trial by fire
3:12 PM
Trial by fire

The most pleasant words of the day were..

"We, the jury find the accused *pause for effect and the lawyers all cross their fingers and mutter a quick prayer*...not guilty!"

About 8 hours before those words...


I was in college at 8am.

And I know you're thinking, "What the heck is Siew Yen doing in college at 8am on a Saturday morning?"

Simple, I'm here for the law mock trial. =p
Believe me, I don't simply get out of bed at 8am on Saturday just for the fun of it.

Feeling nervous but trying to maintain a surface appearance of calmness, since most people were feeling panicky, it wouldn't help the general atmosphere if I went all panicky too. But if you'd scratched that veneer of calmness, I'd probably go hysterical and confess that I'm all jittery and have a whole hoardful of butterflies in my tummy. Haha.

Nah...I wasn't that on the verge of panicking. I just thought I'd spice things up a little *grins mischeviously*

To be honest, I was a bit jittery before the whole trial actually started. And I was a little nervous just before I had to cross-examine the prosecution's witness. As for the closing submission, well, I must admit that I had a butterfly or two in my tummy. Because I thought that the prosecution would go first and it turned out that I had to begin first. And also because I hadn't quite decided where to stand and make my err...last stand? Hehe.

But overally, I found that I was less nervous than this compared to last year's relatively small inter-class debate. I suppose and I hope, that this sort of speaking and debating thing comes easier to you as you grow older. *thinks wishfully*

To begin with, when the clerk read out the charge and the prosecutor started off, there was a lot of giggling from both sides and muffled laughter, shaking shoulders, bitten lips and eyes generally fixed on the table or hidden behind papers to try and stop the laughter. I was one of those guilty of laughing. Don't ask me what was so funny, I can't really explain it. Could be from the nervous tension, I suppose.


It was a good thing we managed to control our laughter after a while. If not, technically we could all be held for contempt of court, I suppose. Haha. The judge held himself in contempt of court because his phone rang during proceedings and he forgot to set it on silent mode. As you can expect, the court burst into laughter.

The prosecution's witnesses took about 2 hours to finish as we, the defence were cross-examining them rather throughly. More like crucifying them and hammering the stakes in, some people would say. =p

But that's our job, to go for the jugular vein.
We expected no quarter and we gave none.

Mr. Dhanesh said, "If you think that's bad, wait till you get to a real trial."

He also said its really difficult pretending to be the doctor, as the opposition can throw at you any medical question and if you can't answer it, boom, there goes your credibility. But, a little preparation can go a long way, as we've all found out, right? Hehe.

When it was the defence witnesses turn to be put on the stand, we expected them to get slaughtered in return. But, we got away with only several nicks and cuts. Good comebacks on an overall from our witnessess. =p

A big thank-you to all the defence witnesses for taking the time and effort to prepare for the mock trial as we couldn't have won without you all.

We were given black robes to wear and the white bib-like thingy but no wigs, which turned out to be a sort of good thing. Those robes and all might look very glamourous and professional on Boston Legal, L.A Law, The Practice, those Cantonese drama serials or whatever lawyer show you guys watch, but believe me, it is damn awkward to wear, ok!

Those black robes were so freaking humongous!
And the white bibs weren't really comfortable.

I was totally swamped in the robe, and it kept falling of my shoulders when I was sitting down, making my white bib look messy. And when I stood up, the sleeves were so long and huge that you couldn't see my hands at all. I was afraid that when I was halfway cross-examining the witness, the robe would just fall off my shoulders. Or that I would trip over the huge billowing robe and fall flat on my face. It would have been utterly humiliating if that that happened.

Thankfully, it didn't. *sighes in relief*

But imagine, if I had to wear the white wig, it would have been even more uncomfortable and I think would be patting my head to check if it was still there and worrying whether the wig would fall off my head or not. =)

After wearing the robe once, I decided not to wear it for the closing submission because I didn't want it to hamper any movements or gestures I might make. But it had at least one useful purpose.

Can you imagine, I was already wearing a long-sleeve shirt and a coat and I still felt slightly cold? That was where the robe came in handy. Haha. But I attribute the cold partially to a little bit of nervousness.

The guys who were much bigger sized definitely looked better in the robe. At least, they didn't look like they were drowning in a black sea of billowing cloth. =p

Everyone in the courtroom was dressed very smartly and it was a pleasant surprise to see everyone turned out so nicely. The guys cut a dashing figure with their black coats (Shaun, this is meant for you in case you happen to stumble on to my blog.) As for the girls, they looked very smart and professional in their formal wear and power suits.

There was some tension in the courtroom due to certain events, and due to that, my co-counsel and I decided not to make it worse. We thought it might help if we went on very lightly about certain things in the end. But, it was rather disappointing that this show of goodwill was not returned. I mean, lets not waste more time by waffling on about something irrelevant that ought not to be brought up during court. Anyway, who are you to judge and comment about us? And if you want to play dirty, inasmuch as I'd prefer not to antagonize anyone and make enemies, I can hit below the belt too, if you want it that way.

But then again, I'd rather play fair. After all, this is just a mock trial. No point in creating animosity when we are all classmates. The purpose of it is for everyone to get a feel of how things are done and to gain the experience. So what if you win or lose? In the end, you still learn something. But its obviously more fun if you win. Hehe.

There was nothing personal, so don't take it the wrong way. And before you go around shouting unfair and insinuating unpleasant things, think back and see for yourselves if you played by the rules.

Those were some of the things that detracted some of the pleasure in winning.

Anyway, what really makes you win/lose a case depends on:

1. The facts of the case
- you can't have a 50-50 perfectly balanced case. Somehow each case will always lean slightly to one side. In this, we were lucky as it wasn't that difficult to raise reasonable doubt.

2. Witnesses
- because this was a mock trial, we were allowed to prepare our witnesses. And we did put in preparation. But sometimes, the unexpected question is asked or the witness accidentally blunders, and there's nothing you can do about it except to try and salvage what you can. And in a real trial, you are not allowed to prepare the witnesses so it all depends on how lucky you are as to what type of witness you get.

3. Preparation
- the more preparation you do, the less likely your chances are to get really caught off-guard. It doesn't hurt to do extra reading and research. But, it hurts a lot to come to court and not know certain facts.


4. Luck
- sheer dumb luck. Sometimes, you can prepare as much as you want to but if you just get unlucky, like a biased judge and so on, there's not much you can do against luck.

This mock trial really was a trial by fire as it was everyone's first time participating in such an event, except for the judge. I personally expected it to be a little more solemn and formal, but there were quite a lot of times where everyone in court burst into laughter because the event that just transpired was quite hilarious. But while its good that it was funny and informal at some parts, that informality at certain points wandered into the grey area of disrespect and contempt of court, technically speaking. Hehe.

After going through this, I really learned a lot and it has whetted my appetite for more. But I shall have to do a whole lot of studying and reading up before I even come the slightest bit close to where I hope to be.

For those who were hoping for a more juicy and humourous story, I decided not to put some things in here as this is a little public and the other person/people involved might not find it as hilarious as you and I might, and I wouldn't want them to feel hurt or embarassed.

Depending on who you are, I might tell you those little stories in person, ok.

Last but not least, to my co-counsels Sarah, Nisha Kamilla, Shaun, Ruth, Claudia and Angeline who were wonderful teammates, thank you very very much. I really enjoyed working with you guys, winning wouldn't have been possible without all of you.

Anyone up for round two?
Hehe.

Written on Sunday, November 26, 2006; 3:12 PM
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Comments
1:46 PM
Comments

Hey people, listen up!

I've switched to Blogger Beta, so now you can all leave comments.

So, no more asking me, "Siew Yen, why cannot comment on your post one ah?"

That also means no more excuses not to comment. Hehe.

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A Panadol night
3:37 PM
A Panadol night

Law mock trial is tomorrow.

And my cough is acting up again and I think I've got a fever. And my body aches too.

How to deal with "unreasonable" people in this condition?

Why, oh body of mine must you act up on me now? I promise to pamper you after the all the mocks, ok...

I think I'll pop a Panadol and toddle off to bed.

Written on Saturday, November 25, 2006; 3:37 PM
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Lost & Found
10:08 AM
Lost & Found

Yesterday...

Kicked up a fuss because my mum cleared and wiped my studyroom cupboards with my maid. I dislike it when anyone else clears my things without me there because later on, I can't find the items that I urgently need. Plus, they can never arrange everything back 100% in the same way that it was.

Decided to do some C3 Math work. After frantically rummaging through my cupboard, bag and table, I couldn't find my Math book.

I went, "Shit, did I leave it in the DSA, in class, at the library, in the taxi, at McD's or did one of my friends accidentally take it home?"

I had a sneaking suspicion it was somewhere in my study room because I don't think I left it outside as I stopped carrying things in my hands after my file kept disappearing during the 1st term. But, it was too late to wake my mum up and ask her if she saw my book.

Fell asleep at my study table trying to do Econs homework and figuring out where I left the book.

Today...

Went to college early so I could go to the "Lost & Found", the library and all those places that I thought I might have left it at. Asked and msged all my friends who were with me on Monday if they took my book. All of them said nope, they didn't take it.

I thought to myself,

"Die la! Nobody turned it in, and all my friends said they didn't take it. Takkanlah somebody really stole the book which I left in DSA while at lunch? But if really someone stole it, why steal my C3 book out of the piles of books there? Unless the fella got C3 Math class and forgot to bring his book...Or did I leave it in the taxi or at McD's? Shit la. Monday's my mock and I can't find my book. This time sure screwed already la."

Math class today was a total failure.

Out of desperation, I went to the library to see if I could borrow a C3 Math book to study for the mock. Damn. Got C1, C2, C4, but no C3!

"Oh Lord, is this my punishment for skipping Math class on Monday? I can't find my Math book which has my notes and homework and now I can't even borrow one from the library."

Help!!!

I need a kiss to uplift me out of my bad day doldrums.

Hershey's Kisses, I mean. =p

On the way home I remembered that my mum cleared my cupboards. I said it was probably her fault that I couldn't find the book as she might have placed my book somewhere else, because this sort of incident has happened before. And to make me swallow back my words, she went through the cupboards with me to prove that the book wasn't there.

As you can guess, the book was there!

I found it squashed between 2 files. I didn't check the file cupboard earlier on because when I kicked up a huge fuss yesterday, she strongly insisted that she put everything back in apple-pie order. And she was so insistent that I actually believed her!

Hehe. She ended up taking back her words instead.
And the blame fell on the maid too.

I think most of the fault was on the maid, because my mum is usually more careful about clearing my things out.

Anyway, I have my C3 book back. *hugs the book*

All that stress I went through for you, O "beloved" C3, don't ever leave me. At least, not till the results come out and I'm sure that I don't have to retake C3. After that, you can run off with your new beloved (whoever it is) and I couldn't really care less. =p

What was lost was now found. Yay!

I still need more Hershey's Kisses though.
I only have 1 more left in the fridge. =(

Written on Thursday, November 23, 2006; 10:08 AM
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Monday blues and Hell
3:58 PM
Monday blues and Hell

Normally on Mondays, at the very least, there will be a tinge of Monday blues.

Are you asking me why? *incredulous stare*

Obviously because I didn't have enough time to rest & recuperate throughout the weekend and that's why I have Monday blues la.

Doink. *knocks some sense into your skull*

Today?

Today was different. Definitely not a true-y, blue-y Monday. =]

The excerpt below was taken from
nEutral and edited.
Thanks Wai Ee. ;)

At lunch with Sook, Wai Ee, Yang & Andrew:

Yang: Siew Yen, what do you think hell looks like?
Me: I don't know.
Yang: Just visualize lah.
Me: Lots of fire I guess.
Yang: Is hell wide or narrow?
Me: How I know?
Yang: I asking you to visualize mar. Be prepared.
Me: Yeah, I'll be prepared to see you there.

More chat about what I visualize hell as. Then somehow, heaven comes in a little.

Andrew: Who started heaven and hell ah?
Wai Ee: Yang.
Andrew: ... I mean, who created heaven and hell...
Yang: *laughs* I created heaven and hell... I'm God!
Me: Well then, excuse me if I don't pray.

Hehe. Wasn't that a good one?

And Wai Ee, thank you, I know it was a nice one. Haha.

After all, it isn't everyday that I get to sit down with you people for lunch and chat leisurely. Getting in those nice comebacks were an added bonus!

Honestly speaking, the "praying" comeback came out of my mouth before I realised it. I guess my "comeback mode" was on autopilot. *grins smugly*

In accounts class, Amery, Clareen and I went in late because we were busy chatting in the ping-pong room with Wai Ee & Sook about tv shows ranging from Clareen's "America's Next Top Model" to my "Healing Hands 3". Speaking of which, tonight's episode was so nice, one of my favourite characters finally got together with the person that he likes.


Whee!

And some of the things they said also struck a chord in my mind.

Anyway, the 3 of us plus Ai Kheng plus Simone & William were sitting right at the back and we were laughing and talking away in accounts till our lecturer looked at us and said, "Can you all stop talking and start doing your work?" *accompanied by her stare"

Uh-oh...

Immediate silence reigned after that except for a few muffled giggles, till she got up and walked to the front of the classroom.

Than it was back to the crapping and laughing, in more subdued tones so she wouldn't have to come back and give us a 2nd demonstration of her stare.

So, no Monday blues today thanks to my bunch of dear crazy friends.

Conclusion :

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, crazy friends on Monday keeps the blues away!

Written on Tuesday, November 21, 2006; 3:58 PM
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Softie knighties
4:07 AM
Softie knighties

Decided to go to the Ship for dinner after church because I haven't eaten their garlic bread for like...a gazillion years? *dreams of warm toasty garlic bread*

My family has this thing for garlic bread. Each time we go to a Western restaurent, there's bound to be an order for garlic bread and we'll compare it to the Ship's garlic bread. Inevitably, the Ship wins hands down. So far, I haven't found one close to it.

Same goes for mushroom soup. I have no particular favourite, but some of the pretty good ones would be the one at the Boathouse in TTDI, Pan & Wok in Malacca, Pizza Hut and a few others. The list is pretty long though.

As for seafood bisque, my current personal favourite is San Francisco Steakhouse. Haven't found any other restaurent that serves it the way I like it.

I wish I could combine different dishes from various restaurents into a single meal.

For example, I'd love to have the Ship's garlic bread or Tony Roma's potato skins and San Francisco's seafood bisque for appetizers, I wouldn't mind the Wagyu beef from The Courtyard Garden or the spinach & artichokes formaggio thing from Italiannies and for dessert, there's this cake called 'Death by Chocolate' and they used to serve lovely bread-and-butter pudding in The Courtyard Garden. I wouldn't mind the chocolate mousse from Shangri-La's Lemon Garden either.

Sounds delicious doesn't it?
But the calories intake level would be sky high. Uh-oh...

Mind you, this is only a brief list of what I'd love to eat.
In fact, I'm barely skimming the surface. =p

Lately, I noticed that I've been blogging a lot about food. Hmmm...I wonder what it means *frowns in puzzlement*

Wait, I know!
I'm turning into a food-o-maniac!!!

Oh, no...help me!!!
I'm turning into a food obsessed calorie counter who can't stop eating. *screams and tears hair out*

Help! *sends out distress call to the heroes out there*

5 mins : Waiting and looking pretty for the "hero" who's coming to save the damsel in distress (me).

15 mins : Hmm...maybe he's on his way here and got lost and refuse to stop and ask for directions. *typical male, rather get detoured for 15 mins instead of being humble and asking for directions and making me wait instead*

30 mins : Did I send out the S-O-S signal correctly? *wracks brain trying to figure this out*

45 mins : Bloody knight in shining armour is not coming. *Censored*

A tear silently rolls down my cheek and I give a lady-like sniffle.
Then, the tear becomes two tears and soon it becomes a torrential tearstorm, with very unbecoming bawls and howls. Leaving me with rambutan red eyes and undignified hiccups.
So much for a damsel in distress trying to be prettily upset and distressed. Hehe.

I shall stop dramatizing here because no one's responding. *pouts sulkily*

I shall blame all you knights in shining amour who were supposed to come and help me out. You must have already been tucked into your warm beds with your teddybears and refuse to get out of bed to come and heroically rescue me upon hearing my distress call.

Softies!!!

Hmmph!


Written on Monday, November 20, 2006; 4:07 AM
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Tag, you're it!
4:05 PM
Tag, you're it!

As a kid, my sister and I used to play Tag, which was basically running around with the catcher shouting, "Tag, you're it!" to the person who got caught.

And now, years later, I get Tagged.


Layer ONE : On the Outside
Name : Tai Siew Yen
Birth Date : 15th September 1988
Current Status : Happily married with 2 kids and a dog. Did you actually believe that? If you did, you got the wrong person or are living in your own hallucinations. I'm single and probably unavailable to 99% of the male population.
Eye color : Dark brown
Hair Color: As black as hell
Righty or Lefty : Righty
Zodiac Sign : Virgo

Layer TWO : On the inside
Your Heritage: Chinese all the way, though my parents and relatives seem to have some doubts about that.
Your Fears : A whole list long, but I'd prefer not to have it used as blackmail tools.
Your Weakness : Nil, nada, zilch! Okay...umm...storybooks, chocolates, charming, hot guys who happen to be princes incognito and have nothing else better to do than to fall head-over-heels in love with me. Hehe.

Your Perfect Pizza : Beef pepperoni and cheese. You're not really talking about pizza here right?

Layer THREE : Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your thoughts first waking up : Can I snooze for a few more minutes and not be late for class?
Your Bedtime : 1-2am, depending on what's the next day and what's goin on too.
Your most missed memory : Form 4 & Form 5

Layer FOUR : Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke : 100 Plus please. Though if forced to choose, there's no diff to me.

McDonald's or Burger King: i'm lovin it. BK's just too huge!!!
Single or group dates: Both, thank you very much.
Adidas or Nike: Both too! Who says you can't have your cake and eat it?
Lipton tea or Nestea: Why not Earl Grey or matcha ? Much easier don't you think so?
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate chocolate chocolate!!! *chocolatey grin*
Cappuccino or coffee: Not much of a coffee-guzzler, probably cappucino. Or an ice-blended something.


Layer FIVE : Do you
Smoke : No, and I don't intend to start.
Curse : Every sentence 4 years ago had a curse thrown in for good measure, but generally toned down over the years.
Take a shower : But of course, and warm lovely baths too!
Have a crush : Not now.
Think you've been in love : Still ambigious about that.

Go to school : Its college now.
Want to get married : Absolutely! Didn't u read the part abt my 2 lovely kids and 1 cute dog and my drop-dead gorgeous husband who loves me madly and adores the ground I walk on...

Believe in yourself : Totally not. I'm a pathological liar btw.
Think you're a health freak : When I'm in the mood. Usually after a fantastic meal with a fantastic amount of calories.

Layer SIX : In the Past Month
Drank alcohol: Not in the past 30 days.
Gone to the mall: Of course! You're talking about Siew Yen here...
Been on stage: Nah
Eaten sushi: Nope, not since Robyn's farewell, I think.
Dyed your hair: No. Its still as black as ever.

Layer SEVEN: Have You Ever?
Played a stripping game: Nope. Hehe.
Changed who you were to fit in: I think Kah Yang's answer was pretty much there. Everyone changes, its just the degree of how much, and whether you know if you're doing it subconsciously or delibrately and to what reason and what limits. I've barely scratched the surface here...

Layer EIGHT
Age you're hoping to be married : 26 to 30. I'd prefer not having to run around so much after my kids after 40. But, I can only hope.

Layer NINE: In a Girl/Guy.
Best eye colour: Not that particular. After all, what are tinted contact lenses for?
Best hair colour: Refer to above. Though I'm partial to black, brown and blond. Ever heard of hair dye?
Short or long hair: For guys, its gotta be short to medium. I don't like crew cuts and I don't fancy long hair either.

Layer TEN: What Were You Doing.
1 minute ago: Doing this tag
1 hour ago: Watching the idiot box
4.5 hours ago: Eating dinner over the newspapers.
1 month ago: Thinking that I had all the time in the world. As it turns out, I don't.
1 year ago: Freaking out! SPM was during this time last year.


Layer ELEVEN : Finish The Sentence
I love: the look on your face when I say that to you.
I feel: unrealistically calm when I should be panicking.

I hate: the ability to do what I do so easily, sometimes, but not always. Its a double-edged gift.
I hide: what I deem unknowable for public consumption.
I miss: those times. Enough said.
I need: to start preparing and studying and to stop thinking unnecessarily. No point throwing brain energy down the drain when I've so little left to begin with.

Layer TWELVE : Tag 5 people
1. Clareen the manicurist.
2. Kinz the kicks and geek man.
3. Kingsley Sia, if you're reading this. (which I doubt you will)
4. Sarah the kickass lawyer-to-be.
5. Anyone else who wants to do this.

p/s : Kah Yang, I didn't procrastinate doing this that badly. =)

Written on Saturday, November 18, 2006; 4:05 PM
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New wings and old times
3:26 PM
New wings and old times

Was supposed to go home early to study. But ended up eating curry laksa again with Clareen, Amery and Ai Kheng because I had no lunch at home.

And we had a lovely girly chat. I ended up missing 2 buses and decided, what the heck, I might as well stay back for ping-pong. Clareen, its all your fault. =p

You know how UMNO has UMNO Wanita and UMNO Puteri ?

I created a "new wing" for Ping-Pong Club today. Hehe.

To quote Wai Ee on
nEutral ...

Siew, Sook and I were sitting outside the pingpong room today when...

Ching Ching: What are you all staying back for?
Us: Ping pong club.
Ching Ching: But... then why are you all sitting outside?
Siew: Ladies' Ping Pong Club.

Hahah! How true. =)

As the name says, admission is only for ladies.

Today was good, thanks to an ice-cold can of 'Nescafe original' that kept my mind on track in law. Though I prefer a 'Nescafe latte' or a ice-blended Coffeebean/Starbucks. Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. Accounts was even better since I was able to make some sense out of the questions given. Hey, I even got the answer correct by myself, ok. =p

For the meantime, curry laksa is here to stay. I didn't have to ask people to teman me go eat curry laksa. Instead, they ask me if I wanna eat curry laksa for lunch. The tables are turned, and I'm enjoying every minute of it! *triumphant grin*

Each time I go, I'm reminded why I don't want to go anymore. Its no longer the same place, the same people, the same atmosphere anymore. I do miss the old times eventhough I complained so much about it. The sense of caramadarie and the harmonious feelings that I get during those sessions, that warm afterglow after those times, its just no longer there like the way it was. But I shall still go and try to give as much as I can and maybe, just maybe, some parts of it will be like what it was in the old times. Or so I hope.


For, "hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tunes without the words, and never stops at all," said Emily Dickinson.


Written on Friday, November 17, 2006; 3:26 PM
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Lethargy
3:44 PM
Lethargy

I wish I could always say the right things with the right words to the right person at the right place at the right time.

Lethargy has been sweeping over me in great waves, pulling me in different directions over different matters. I can feel myself drifting aimlessly, having wandered out too far from my safe harbour and lost my anchor. It is difficult trying to summon the energy to keep going, to banish those demons to the back of my mind each time they appear so that I can at least maintain some semblance of calmness.

Its a little like juggling knives, flaming coals, crystal balls and a multitude of other items endlessly. The slightest mistake could cause you to stumble and fall flat on your face with embarassment. Even worse, it could probably bring hurt to yourself and to others.

It feels like I've been juggling for too long. I'm slowly losing my focus and starting to slip. I've been fortunate to catch my mistakes quick enough, so far.

But how long more can I continue without making an irreversible mistake?

I am sorely tempted to let everything slide and crash.
But old habits die hard.

To stop now would be to give up something that has been with me for a long time, like the way a child cannot part with a faithful blanket. Worn and old it may be, but it has seen the child through tears and laughter, joy and hope, and many many memories.

I will continue juggling, for now that is.
Till you come along and help me to part with it.

I am so very tired.







Written on Thursday, November 16, 2006; 3:44 PM
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Fattening cravings
9:20 AM
Fattening cravings

My craving for McDonald's is temporarily satisfied as Clareen and I went to Bangsar's McD's after class yesteday. =]

Introduced Wai Ee to the wonders of CzipLee, and very nearly had to drag Clareen out of that place again. Next week, I shall have a handful trying to drag them both out of there. Or maybe I'll be glued to that place and they will have to drag me out instead! Haha.

Reached home around 8.30pm and was so damn tired. Then I realised I had been out for 12 hours non-stop. No wonder I'm so tired!

And today, I got tempted into eating KFC cheezy wedges!
Ooh..yummy....

I've been eating loads of delicious and super unhealthy food over the past 4 days. Somebody please, I beg you, restrain me from eating all this delicious but fattening and unhealthy food!

For all of you who have been guessing, the truth shall be revealed very soon. So be patient and keep on guessing! Hehe...

Today, I brought an intruder named TSL into college, who got caught by the security guard. And he said that he forgot to bring his wallet. Alamak, SL, surely you can think of a better lie than that. Haha.

Someone apparently doesn't understand the meaning of tact and discretion. *winks*

To Clareen, Robyn, Amery, Sarah, thank you very very much for all the gifts! *hugz*

Did I miss out anyone? If I did, I'm sorry. =)

Written on Wednesday, November 15, 2006; 9:20 AM
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The Prestige
4:16 PM
The Prestige

Went with Robyn, Clareen and Amery to 1U to watch 'The Prestige'.

The show was about magic. And it was awesome, deep, dark, mysterious, secretive, about obsession and revenge and it goes way beneath the surface. And Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman are quite hot! ;) Combine that with their acting skills and Michael Caine's veteran experience and talents, and you have one truly gripping and magical show.

Quote :
Every great magic trick consists of three acts. The first act is called "The Pledge"; The magician shows you something ordinary, but of course... it probably isn't. The second act is called "The Turn"; The magician makes his ordinary some thing do something extraordinary. Now if you're looking for the secret... you won't find it, that's why there's a third act called, "The Prestige"; this is the part with the twists and turns, where lives hang in the balance, and you see something shocking you've never seen before.

Taglines :
A Friendship, That Became a Rivalry...A Rivalry, That Became a Battle.
Are You Watching Closely?

This show is definitely up there with my favourite movies of year 2006.

Went to Italiannies for lunch as I haven't eaten there for quite a few months. We ordered :


One yummyliciously delightful 'spinach & artichokes formaggio' (I think thats what its called)
Its gotta be damn good if I order a 'spinach' something, ok. Because its well-known that I DO NOT like veggies, especially those leafy types like kangkung and spinach etc.

One spaghetti carbonara. Sinfully rich with all that cream. I'm ignoring my fat levels for now.

One classic pizza. Quite healthy compared to the previous two. =p

The food looks mouth-watering right? Hehe.

After lunch, the girls decided to buy me a watch for my birthday.


Had some trouble deciding between a square-faced watch or a round-faced watch. Square or circle? Which one looks better?

Still pondering over which one looks better...Hmm....eenie-meanie-minie-moe..

Then I realised something, people tend to buy me watches for my birthday. There was 1 year I received 3 watches for my birthday! This year, I'm guessing they finally bought me a watch so that I'd stop bugging Clareen and Amery for the time. Hehe.

I walked out of the shop with a spanking-new watch. Guess which one I picked?

Today was tiring but uber-fun, with all that laughing and gossiping over lunch.

Lets go out again, ok girls?


Written on Monday, November 13, 2006; 4:16 PM
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Cheshire cats & chocolate cake
4:43 PM
Cheshire cats & chocolate cake

I'm grinning like a Cheshire cat. *humongous ear-to-ear grin*

Went out for dinner at the Hilton Sentral to celebrate my grandma's b'day. The security guards at the parking area entrance were checking car boots and they also had a metal detector that looked like a crutch with them. At least I think it was a metal detector, cause I don't think they're that sadistic to make an injured guard work with the crutch, right?

I was wondering what event were they having at Hilton that warranted the tight security. My dad said its probably because it would be bad publicity if terrorists bombed the hotel as there are foreigners staying there as its next to KL Sentral which connects to KLIA.

Then I noticed something, the guards were only checking the cars on the left lane and they didn't bother checking cars on the right lane. The guards were just doing it for show! I tell you, if ever a carful of bombs explode in the Hilton, its all the fault of those guards.

As it turns out, I was right. There was an event going on, 'The Great Britain Ball', or something like that. I saw someone in a full kilt, so I guess that passes for formal wear instead of a tuxedo. And I also saw a guy dressed in a Guards uniform (couldn't tell which regiment, but it looks like those that do the Changing of Guards at Buckingham Palace) complete with the bearskin cap. Whee! Hopefully I'll get to see the actual changing of guards next year if I get accepted into my choice of UK universities. Then I'll snap some pics and put it up here.

Anyway, ate dinner at their Chinese restaurant, 'Chynna', and my uncle ordered this set dinner for each of us. I'll give them full marks for presentation and ambience, which was really nice and classy, but the meal wasn't much to shout about, other than the price.=p

Their sharksfin soup wasn't too bad (don't you dare start with the thing about killing sharks), but I've definitely tasted nicer ones before. Try the restaurent opposite the 'Overseas Restaurent' in KL. As for their abalone, I've eaten tastier and more tender ones at a house+restaurent by this chef who goes by the name of Moon.

Sis, if you're reading this, you'll know which place I mean. So while you're in USA eating "chop suey", I'm in M'sia eating abalone and sharksfin. Hehe.

My uncle recommends the 'Iketeru' restaurant which serves really good Japanese food, though its a bit pricey. And because he liked the food there so much, he joined their membership thing. If you join their membership and bring 1 guest to dine there, you get 50% off. I think their membership thing is the same one as Shangri-La's, or they have similarities.

But my aunt says that the chocolate bar near the lobby there isn't that great. For RM38++, you can eat at their choc buffet which includes a choc fountain similar to the one at Shangri-La's 'Lemon Garden Cafe' high-tea. But to think about it, after a few pieces, the chocolatey taste tends to get a bit "jelak" unless you're a really die-hard chocolate fan. So I think I'd rather go for the RM58++ high-tea at Shangri-La where you have a myriad of food to pick from for your appetizers right up to your dessert. Btw, if you go there and there happens to be choc mousse, take it because its seriously so to die for!

See, Wai Ee, I'm such a Shangri-La supporter! Btw, my aunt says 'Lafite' is really good too. So I shall try it out one day.

I hope I've made you all start fantasizing about food right now.

Kah Yang, congratulations!!!

Am I not the epitome of discretion?
Hehe. And I'm smart too. =p

Chocolate cake, any other takers?

Life is so ironic.
And I'm still grinning like a Cheshire cat.




Written on Sunday, November 12, 2006; 4:43 PM
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I'm lovin' it
6:21 PM
I'm lovin' it

I'm craving for a McD's double cheeseburger with fries and a mixed sundae cone, though I'm not really hungry.

And I had a large dinner 7 hours ago. *blushes*

This McD's craving is provoked by a McDelivery brochure.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words.

So let's start with..

"delicious, wonderful, cheesy, tomato sauce-ish, mouth-watering..."before you eat McD's.

And "fattening, calorie-loaded, artery-clogging, cholesterol level escalating, totally unhealthy..." when you finish eating McD's.

I was planning to go on a diet. Seriously.

But when a friend promised to bring me out to eat yummylicious food and go "food criticizing", all thoughts of that diet flew straight out of the window.

After all, diets always start "tomorrow", never "today".
And its always after an ecstasy-inducing meal that starts the guilt meter going because the meal was so damn calorie-loaded.

So I'm going to burrow into my comfy comforter and dream happily about McD's and fabulous food!

p/s : If I wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly mumble to you, "One double cheeseburger set please," DON'T freak out and think that I went cuckoo. Its just my inner subconsciousness crying out for McD's. =p

Written on Saturday, November 11, 2006; 6:21 PM
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Battling the storm
6:37 PM
Battling the storm

I wonder...

How did I let myself get this far?
How did I survive the maelstrom?
How did I stay afloat of the cruel, relentless, hungry current?

I should have seen it coming
I saw the warnings,
Those telltale signals
That prelude the coming storm.

Yet, like a fool,
I persisted against nature.
Deluding myself
Into thinking
That I was invincible.

Stubborn pride
Wouldn't let me bend
Unyielding and proud
I stood facing the coming storm
Determined to ride it out
Even if it meant my destruction.

Experience is a harsh teacher.
First, it throws you into the deep end

And the lesson learnt only after.

You taught me how to conceal my cards

Not to show my hand
To dissemble and reassemble
To build an armour
Against you.

Never before had I thought
That I would taste defeat
But somehow in that presumed loss
I found a twisted victory.

The ability to dominate my emotions
The ability to master my face to form a mask
The ability to play the game of deception
The ability to use guile
The ability to conceal the truth,
Even from myself.

I cannot undo what I have done
I cannot unlearn what I have learnt
In some ways, I
will never be the same.

But now, I'm able to walk away
No longer feeling

That I have to prove something
Especially to you, of all people.

I realise that to pit my will against yours once more,
Would only reopen old wounds
That have already been cauterized

I may have lost the first battle

But it is not the end.
Did I win the war?
I can only hope so.

But at what price does that joyless victory come?

My trust and faith,
Shattered beyond repair.
A hopeful soul

Forged into something cynical
Truly seeing without hoping,
Believing nothing.

Written on Friday, November 10, 2006; 6:37 PM
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A day in Bangsar
1:20 PM
A day in Bangsar

Decided to go to Bangsar with Clareen after class to shop for my mum's birthday present.

At 2pm, it was raining cats and dogs.

Damn!

Contemplated staying in college till 4pm than going home.
But after a while, the rain stopped so we decided to go. =)

I finally ate banana leaf rice for the first time. And the helpings were so enormous that I couldn't finish them. I felt a little guilty cause there was so much leftovers on my banana leaf.
And there are starving children in Africa who have no food....

Clareen and I went to a large bookshop called 'Cziplee' that sold loads of stationary stuff. She looked like a miser that found a pot of gold and I practically had to drag her out of the shop. =p

Went to Bangsar Village to shop and I saw this gun in 'Toys R Us' that shot out sponge balls. Was tempted to buy that for my bro as a belated b'day present. The saleslady even opened up the packaging and let me test it out. I ended up being target practice and got shot at by Clareen as I wanted to check how painful the the 'bullets' were. The salespeople were laughing at both of us. And after we left they were playing with the gun themselves.

Decided not to buy the gun as it was rather difficult to pull back the mechanism to shoot, cause you need quite a lot of strength to compress the spring and air.

Walked around the area for a bit and managed to buy a gift for my mum.

When Clareen and I finally decided to catch a cab back to HELP, our classmate Ee Wei saw us at the cabstand and honked at us. By the time we spotted his car and crossed the road to enter his car, the traffic lights were green and people behind him were honking at us.

So malu!

But thanks anyway, Ee Wei.

Came home and decided to skip dinner cause I'm still stuffed like a Christmas turkey. And surprisingly, I didn't get scolded/lectured for skipping it.

p/s : Clareen, I told you I wasn't lying about dinner.

Btw, Robyn, if you're reading this, GOOD LUCK for your SATS on Saturday!


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Siew Yen's solo venture
3:54 PM
Siew Yen's solo venture

Today I was supposed to go with my dad to the workshop so he could collect his car. I was happily assuming the workshop concerned was the one near his office, when he suddenly tells me, its at the Rothman's roundabout.

I'm like, "Damn, I don't know that area very well and I do not like roundabouts. Especially not at peak hours."

Anyway, the car wasn't ready so he went back to the office and I was supposed to drive home. The normal route which I'm familiar with was congested as the traffic lights were out and it was a real mess. Everyone was forcing their way through and it was an excellent recipe for an accident. So my dad told me to take a different route past Ikea and onto the LDP.

And this is where my solo venture begins...

Upon turning out of the Ikea area, I decided to play safe and keep right cause I didn't wanna end up being stuck on the flyover and have to take a longer route. Unfortunately, I ended up playing too safe and I coudn't cut into the left lane in time as there was a whole stream of cars and I definitely didn't want to stop in the middle of the road or cause an accident. So I was like, "Shit, I missed that stupid turning. Nevermind lah, I'll go up to the Toll Plaza and make a u-turn there."

So off I went, and after a while, I was wondering where the heck was the damn u-turn and how far up was it. I mean, I was there about 3 weeks ago, and the u-turn was still there, so it couldn't have disappeared, right? I recalled that the u-turn was on the right, so I kept to the extreme right. I also noticed that I was on a lane that was going up but I didn't think much about it because I was busy looking for the u-turn.


Then, it occurred to me, how come I don't seem to remember Kah Yang going on a flyover when he drove us to Sarah's house?
Just as I decided that I was on the wrong lane and wanted to switch lanes, I saw the divider coming up. Shit!! I instantly tried to switch lanes, but traffic was heavy and I had to stick to my lane.

I was hoping very badly that I didn't make a mistake. Sadly, I looked down a few minutes later and saw a whole stream of cars that looked like they came out from a u-turn.

Uh-oh...
I went *tootxxx*
Suffice to say there was a lot of curses and swears involved.
Because, I seriously had no idea where I was going.


I haven't been on the MRR2 Kepong, as far as I recall. I contemplated calling my dad and telling him, "Hey dad, I made 2 mistakes in a row and somehow ended up on the MRR2 Kepong and have no bloody idea how to get out of there!"

Haha.

I eventually decided against calling him because :
1. He couldn't have done anything except try to figure out where I am from my directions and try to direct me home.

2. My phone battery was really low. And if he got cut off and only heard the part about I am lost, he might get really worried.
3. I got myself into this mess, therefore its only fair that I get myself out of it. I thought it was going to be pretty simple cause there's bound to be a u-turn somewhere along.

So I decided to explore and find my way home alone.


I contemplated turning into Bandar Sri Damansara, but decided that it would only complicate things because I've never been in there before. I mean, logically if you were travelling in a straight line and now you want to return to your starting point, all you have to do is look for u-turn and drive in the opposite direction in a straight line. Or so I thought.

15 minutes later, I started to get a lil worried when I saw signs like 'Ampang', 'Ipoh', 'Seremban', 'Batu Caves' and no signs like 'LDP' or 'Petaling Jaya'. Decided to do the smart thing and stopped at a petrol station for directions. Good thing a guy there told me there was a roundabout coming up.


As I drove up to the roundabout, I went. "Oh, shit!"

It was those disorderly ones with loads of gigantic lorries and motorcycles with everyone trying to force their way through and nobody sticks to their own lane. I had to inch my way slowly and carefully because I didn't want to cause an accident. Not to mention, my mum would have killed me if her car had to go back to the workshop again within a space of 1 week.

I was overjoyed to see the Toll Plaza after 15 minutes.

After the Toll Plaza, I thought all I had to do was follow the road. Suddenly, I saw a "Petaling Jaya & Puchong" sign pop up. Before I had a chance to think for too long and miss another turn-off, I immediately turned left and prayed very hard that I didn't screw up. After all, I already missed 2 turn-offs so surely I can't be that "suey" to make the 3rd turn-off and find that its the wrong turn-off, right?

Before long, I saw the "Casino Royale" billboard and dear old 1 Utama and I knew that I didn't screw up. Coming back on the LDP was jam-packed, but for once, I was happy to be crawling along the LDP!

Managed to reach home safely without any incidents. Phew!

My mum asked what took me so long to get home and I told her the whole story. She ended up laughing at me.

As for my dad, he couldn't stop laughing for quite a bit.
Hmmph! And I was doing him a favour somemore.
And he commented that in the 1 hour I took to get home, he could have drove to Malacca.
He did mention that I could have turned-off along the expressway, but it would have been a little tricky to go through unfamiliar areas. He also said if you take the wrong road, just keep going straight if you're totally unfamiliar with the area because you're bound to reach a u-turn/roundabout/ somewhere and make sure there's enough petrol in the car.

The drive home cost 1/8 of my mum's petrol tank and RM2 from the SmartTag.

But I consider it a fair price when I realised that I learnt that I am actually capable of getting myself out of something that I got myself into without depending on others and that I brought myself and the car home safely.

Hopefully, this experience will help me not to panic if I ever get seriously lost next time.

Now that I've gotten lost and survived it, going through the Rothman roundabout's area doesn't seem that difficult anymore. I shall never ever forget how to go home from Ikea after today. Hehe.

Thinking back, some parts of the drive was actually quite fun as the MRR2 roads were clear and you could speed for a long stretch without parental nagging. ;)

Today, I truly realise why my dad is reluctant to part with my mum's car. Driving her car was a sheer delight. The way it picks-up when you accelerate and the tip-top instant braking was simply wonderful. But I must say, its not so much fun when you're the passenger. =p

Now that I think about it, I'm also a little surprised at who was the 2nd person I thought of calling for help and directions.

Resolution : I shall pay more attention to roads when I'm in the car so that I won't be so ignorant and end up getting lost.








Written on Thursday, November 09, 2006; 3:54 PM
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Pubs & taxis
3:45 PM
Pubs & taxis

Did you know that what we call "pubs" are actually "public houses" and "taxis/cabs" are actually "taxi-metered cabriolets" ?

I bet you didn't. =p

Neither did I. Till recently, I read a law book and there was a judge who was so particular about the language, that he insisted all lawyers who appeared before him in court used the word "taxi-metered cabriolet" instead of "taxi/cabs".

What a mouthful!

Can you imagine people's reactions if you go around saying, "I'm going to so-and-so by taxi-metered cabriolet." ?

Some might go, "What? Taxi izzit? Aiya, taxi say taxi la. Why say until so 'sai lei' wan? " Those a lil slower on the uptake might go, "Huh? What's that? A new car model izzit?"

Heck, if you say the words fast enough and roll your 'r' and slurr your 't', they might actually believe that you're speaking French or some foreign language. And so as not to feel like an ignoramus, they'll probably nod wisely and mutter something that can be passed off as sign of assent and understanding.

Someone asked me why didn't I take up journalism and maybe venture into the field of book-writing.

I said, "Because, a J.K Rowlings-like phenomenon probably appears only once-a-century."
And she's already appeared this century. Haha.

Plus, while I still enjoy J.K. Rowling's 'Harry Potter', I personally feel that she has lost a part of her magical touch with the quill. Maybe she should go to 'Ollivander's' to get herself a new wand to wave over her brain and regain the lost-magic of her earlier books.

I believe that too much of a good thing can be deadly as the sensational success of her earlier books which made 'Harry Potter' a tremendous cash-making cow might have caused a change in her writing style, which was previously much beloved by her early fans.

However, this is just my personal opinion. So if you really loved her later books, feel free to disregard my previous paragraph. Don't start a war with me over them and put me on a stand, because as I said, this is just my opinion.
Not to mention you'd probably come off worse in that fight.
My scathing remarks will be all over you and you will resemble a person who got caught in a fierce thunderstorm; shell-shocked, drenched, miserable, upset and a whole lot more worse-off than when you first started. And you will regret not carrying an umbrellla, or in this case, regret provoking me when I have given you a nice opportunity to disregard my opinion and criticise me privately with the computer screen as your audience.

Besides, if I could chose which literary personage I'd like to emulate, I would consider Jane Austen or Emily Dickinson because of their amazing, profound, timeless works which are renowned worldwide.

The drawback is, they kinda relied on their life experience to write, and their life stories aren't your typical happy Disney story type. In fact, some were quite tragic. In fact, I supppose for them to have written what they wrote, they had to spend quite a bit of their time in solitude dredging up the feelings, ideas and thoughts that they put on paper.

Call me boring and cheesy or hopelessly romantic and dreamy or illogical, but I'd like to have a Disney happily-ever-after type of fairytale life.
So, I guess being a Jane Austen type of authoress is no-no for me. =(

Anyway, many famous authors become famous only after they die.
I'd prefer to become famous while I'm alive, thank you very much.

And lets not forget the part about getting rich too.
After all, fame and fortune supposedly come hand-in-hand.

Because no matter how much we try to deny it, the truth is,
'Aurum est Potestas.'
If you don't know what it means, go read 'Artemis Fowl' by Eoin Colfer.

Try guessing what this Latin saying means, ' Nomina stultorum scribuntur ubique locorum'.

Lets see what you geniuses can make out of it.

Hint: Kinz, that saying was indirectly meant for you as what you like doing is considered a crime, albeit a minor one.





Written on Wednesday, November 08, 2006; 3:45 PM
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6 feet under
1:08 PM
6 feet under

I'm dead and about to be buried.

If you come for the funeral, please bring roses, lilies or tulips.
Or any lovely-looking flowers that smell equally nice.
I don't quite fancy chrysanthemums right now, so don't get those.

Weeds are so NOT accepted.
Don't be a cheapo, get me some nice blooms, ok. ;)

Went for curry laksa again at the 'Rice Bowl' with Clareen and Amery. I'm suceeding at converting people into liking curry laksa. Yay!

Btw, I'm not taking a blogging hiatus or anything even more serious.
I'm just being a teensy-wiensy bit dramatic. =p

Like Arnold Schwarzenegger says,

"I'll be back."

I just don't have his overbuilt body and thick accent to match those 3 words.

To all SAM students who's finals started today with an ESL paper, good luck and all the best!

p/s : I didn't quite appreciate that little piece of history someone brought up today. It was so not funny, ok. So stop laughing at my expense la.

Written on Tuesday, November 07, 2006; 1:08 PM
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Rise and shine.
1:15 AM
Rise and shine.

I can't believe I'm awake so early and blogging.

And I'm a person who DOES NOT get up before 11am on a weekend unless I have to go jogging+breakfast with my friends or have some kind of activity like scouts or badminton etc.
Exam season discounted lah.

Really, its Siew Yen here. Not her crazy/psychotic double.

And I don't suffer from schizophrenia or multi-personality disorder, and hopefully you don't too. So that means neither you nor I are hallucinating that Siew Yen is awake so early. Hehe.

I was so very tempted to tell my mum that I would go to church later when she came to wake me up at 6.45am. Heck, I slept at 2.15am earlier on, ok.

But I decided to go instead, since I wasn't able to sleep properly the whole night and ended up spending a good portion of it tossing and turning. Probably due to the fact that my air-con was throwing a tantrum again and my brain wouldn't be good and settle down for the night. Each time I tried to calm my thoughts, something would just break the surface and spin it all into whirlpools.

I give up!
What can you do anyway when your brain refuses to be obedient?

You can't exactly drag your brain out and say, "Hey, listen to me you schmuck. If you don't settle down, we both can't sleep and my body wants to sleep even if you don't. So settle down or I'll smack you."

So I went to church and I didn't fall asleep there.

What? You don't believe me?! *looks wide-eyed and innocent*

Honestly, I really didn't fall asleep and there was no eye candy and I prayed for your poor soul too. ;)

But I must say, it feels kinda nice to be up so early with my hair all up in a ponytail and getting ready to do battle with my maths book. And I know that I'm not the only one awake so early, so I definitely feel better. Haha.

Trigo and differentiation, here I come!




Written on Monday, November 06, 2006; 1:15 AM
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Birthday Season
2:57 PM
Birthday Season

I kinda realised that its the season for birthdays.

For a start, my family members have birthdays in the last 4 months of the year. So there's usually chocolate cake in the fridge during the birthday season. And its not only my family, there are also quite a number of friends who have birthdays around this time.

Anyway, today is my lil brother's birthday. And I was so caught up in my own things that I haven't managed to buy a present for him. *guilt meter going on*

He was soooo super excited about his birthday today that he woke up extra-early.

I was feeling rather groggy and hovering between the borders of sleep and wakefulness when..

Bro : Jie-jie, today is my birthday. You haven't wished me yet.
Me : Oh yeah horr, today's your birthday. Happy birthday. *sleepily wishes him and shakes his hand*

Then he happily runs downstairs to eat his breakfast and open his present. I look at the clock and think, its only 8.20am and I get awoken by him to wish him happy birthday. Bloody hell, I'm so going back to bed.

I realised today that time flies by so fast. It seems as though I was just carrying my bro around and listening to him baby-talk just the other day. Now, he's getting a bit too heavy for me to carry around.

Just last week, I was pouring Dettol on a wound and screaming in the bathroom when he came running in and said to me..

Bro : What happened? Why you screaming?
Me : Cause painful la. *gritting my teeth and glaring at him cause I thought he was gonna laugh at me*
Bro : Don't scream la. The more you make noise the more painful it is. Nah, I let you hold my hand so you won't feel so pain, ok.
Me : So if its painful can I squeeze your hand? *quite surprised and touched by his sweetness*
Bro : Can...

I said the same words to him last time, and now he's saying it back to me. I feel so old. I'll probably end up an old maid in the blink of an eye. How I wish I could slow down the clock and enjoy these little moments with my bro.

Anyway, if you happen to be reading this (which I highly doubt will happen), Happy Birthday bro!

Written on Saturday, November 04, 2006; 2:57 PM
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